Date: Tue, 11 Aug 2020 15:17:24 +0200 From: wise owl Subject: Watching Daddy (part twenty-five) for gay/incest Reader Note: This is a love story pure and simple. A loving tribute to a dad from his son. If this offends you- and by that I mean male sexuality in all its fullness, if you are not of legal age, then please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at wiseoldowl@gmx.com Please give to Nifty, your support keeps it going! My daddy's early years growing up can be read at: www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/the-life-and-times-of-natural-noodle www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/natural-noodle-and-the-local-lads/ www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/natural-noodle-and-friends Watching Daddy Part Twenty-Five: I began to massage my raging boy-noodle, I was still so young but I knew what I was seeing was thrilling me beyond words. I, the budding voyeur, loved seeing my own daddy being manhandled by Harrison. Harrison, the man I loved to hate, excited me with all he was doing to my own flesh and blood. At that moment, Harrison's hand was my hand. All he did to my daddy, I was doing. I knew that Harrison and I were linked and now bonded...forever. "Shit, you know how to make me wet." Daddy moaned, his handsome head lying back against the couch. Harrison rubbed and rolled his fingers all along the now sodden pouch of daddy's silky black undies. I could see this wetness...daddy was making man juices...something I yet could do. But I longed to taste that juice. I knew, when the underwear came off...I would lay my little nose and tongue right up along that place, that place where daddy creamed! I felt my own "little death" coming again. NO, I could not have convulsions lying here...so exposed. I'd be caught for sure. I moved my hand away from my stiff cock, I had no choice. A dry orgasm would not be wise! Daddy and Harrison would hear me! "Come to my bedroom, Reggie. We can get cosy. Come on!" Harrison hissed still holding daddy's big thick man-pouch in his bony fingers. Daddy moaned and began to stand. "Remember Tony...no big noises." Daddy whispered as I crab-crawled backward to avoid being seen. The bedroom door of Harrison's was just near the start of the hall and I had to just get out of sight. I heard the two men get up and sort of wrestle playfully. More kissing sounds. My boy-cock thrummed and I wanted to play, oh boy did I! I heard them stumble into Harrison's room and push the door closed, BUT not latched. It was open a crack. The light in the front room was off now but the light from hall and the master bedroom gave me a dim light to navigate to. I crept to the slightly open door and noticed the bedside lamp was on low and daddy and Harrison lay wrapped together on top of Harrison's rather plush king-size bed. I peeped in and saw big man bare feet, all entwined at the base of the bed...rolling this way and that. Kissing sounds and giggling. Rolling back and forth on the big bed, the two lovers, my daddy...and my one time enemy. Doing...sex stuff! Fleshy and soon to be naked sex stuff. Mummy and daddy "alone time" stuff. Daddy did stuff like this with the tailor today and now Harrison. Everybody loved my daddy...but nobody more than me! I furiously pumped my little stiff buddy...almost until I cried out in pain. Thrusting my small fist up and down. My little boy-balls getting whacked with my fist. My head spun. I could have gone in and begun to lick all over that set of "man feet"! My little tongue craved sweaty man feet...daddy feet, Harrison feet. The musky sweaty smell would potent but perfume to me. Thwack, thwack...my fist on my little stiffy went. Kissing, rolling....sounds. "Ohhhh, mmmmmmm, YESSS!" What did that all mean. Rolling and rolling, kissing...rub rub rub.... "Fuck, Harrison! Get these off me." Daddy gurgled. "You don't have to ask twice." Harrison replied and then a pair of black undies sailed and slammed into the door...inches from my nose. Daddy's soaking wet undies! "Shit Reggie...you fucker! Look at your cock! So fucking big, look, the skin is all pushed back." Harrison groaned. Rolling and rocking....rub rub rub. Kissing and more kissing. My fingers crept to the undies and moved them out...out to me in hall. They were so wet...I moved them to my hot face. I pushed my nose into the slimy fabric. The smell, so strong...like bleach...but sweatier. It came from daddy and thus, was daddy...solemnly I partook. My small tongue lapped at the strange fluids. Strong taste, a near gagging reflex. I paused. I licked more. I swallowed, I then chewed the fabric in my little mouth. I was eating a part of daddy...my daddy. My eyes closed...I died, just a little. My body shook and trembled...I stifled the cry. My cock thrummed like an electric shock had gone into it. A cool flush overtook me from toes to head...ahhhh! Calm. I carried on watching. I saw things now. Strange and wild. Harrison was in charge, daddy was made to do things. My eyes grew so wide. Could men do that? My heart beat and thumped. Harrison was rising upward on the bed, daddy's legs held high as he lay upon his back. Harrison knelt between daddy's feet waving in the air...his face now between daddy's wide spread ass cheeks. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, damn, lick it...yeah, lick it." Daddy said almost in prayer. And Harrison did, lick it...lick his ass...his ass hole! And I watched. Daddy's big bare feet waved in the air...and he moaned, I moaned....Harrison moaned. Lick, lick, lick. Harrison's thinning dark haired head bobbed up and down between daddy's open ass cheeks, and daddy's feet now rested upon the older man's bony shoulders. The sound of licking and slurping filled my young ears. I held daddy's undies in my hand and watched...my other hand beat my little meat with fury and heat. At some point, daddy and Harrison moved into a circle, mouth to cock...sucking and slurping. I learned later this was a "69" and meant to pleasure as you pleasure. I made a mental note that I would try this out as soon as possible with somebody...somewhere. I continued to pump my little member as both men began to convulse and shake, the bed rocking and jolting under their joint weights. I heard moans and sighs...and then quiet. Then Harrison moved to get up, daddy lay as if asleep, spent and motionless. I crept quickly back to the rear bedroom with daddy's undies. I dove into the bed just as the naked lanky figure of Harrison moved and filled my slightly open door. His naked body illuminated from behind with the hall light. His penis looked huge and hung, hard but not stiff...not like it had been with daddy just now. Both of them had stiff rods...Harrison's cut cock hung like meat or a club. Thick, long, menacing...dangling like a weapon. "You, you're not asleep. Cut the act." He hissed. I sat up in bed. "Is daddy asleep?" I asked cautiously. "You may have only just started school, but you are so fucking wise." The naked man said as he walked in and shut the door. I covered my crotch as carefully as I could but daddy's undies were still on the bed...and Harrison saw them. The room only was lit now by light from thru the curtains...Harrison turned on my bedside lamp. His naked body stood before me and I drank it in. "What about daddy?" I said carefully. "He passes out after sex...dead to the world. He won't hear us." Harrison said grinning. He sat on the bed, his legs crossed and he picked up daddy's undies. "You are so dirty Tony, what a little horny boy you are!" he said sniffing my daddy's black underwear crotch just like I had been. "We both love daddy, don't we?" he asked now rubbing the undies all over his sharp-nosed face. "Ummm, yes, I think we do." I said almost shyly in reply. Watching Harrison with my daddy's wet undies made me very aroused. My small cock raged under the cover that I clutched about my middle. I was beginning to become sexualized and little by little, intoxicated by all this wonderful naked male activity. "What did you see Tony, while you peeped on your daddy and me?" he asked putting the underwear down near his foot on the bed. "All of it, the kissing...licking, sucking...wrestling stuff, all naked and naughty," I said eyeing Harrison for any reaction from his face. "I see, you're so little and so big. Both really. So much like your daddy! Questions? You want to know things, I can tell. I see it in your eyes and under that cover!" Harrison said with a glint and he pulled the covers off my small partially nude body. I gasped. I was stiff and revealed. My boy cock rose up from my small hairless nut sac and stood before Harrison like a little toy soldier. I made no attempt to cover, I sat with my lanky legs splayed and felt somewhat protected in my borrowed t-shirt. My hands moved to pull the long shirt down over my aroused flesh and Harrison stopped me with his bony hand. He held my hand firm. "No need to cover up. We're all boys here. Like a club for boys and men," he said looking down at my eyes and wanting to know what I planned on doing. I think I surprised Harrison as much I surprised myself at what I did next. I took my other hand; the one not held...and let it rest alongside my turgid little toy. I pinched it midway along the pink shaft. It wiggled as I pinched it, the small exposed pink cock-knob with its one eye looked up towards the ceiling. I was very aroused. "I wish I had the skin, the other bits that daddy has. You don't have skin either," I said pointing to Harrison's cock which was cut and still in a stage between aroused and semi-hard. It flopped to one side and curved like a dragon's neck about to raise a head and breathe fire at me. Harrison's hair crossed legs parted and he sat in a v-shape with his big bare feet pointing up towards me. He looked at his cock and flicked it with his finger. He let go of me and I too looked at his cock. "It's big and long, but your daddy's...is musical. Delicate and manly, big but not huge and foreskin clad. I love your daddy's penis," he said looking dreamily away. I smiled at his love of my daddy's noodle. "We call it noodle, you say cock or penis...I like noodle," I said feeling less threatened and more excited by this night visitor in my little guest room. The v-shape appealed to me. I spread my peach-fuzzy legs like that, too and joined him in creating a diamond shape...his large pointing-toed big feet flat against the soles of my small boy feet. We sat looking at each other's body. His bony, gaunt and hairy...mine willowy, peach-fuzzy skinned and nubile. Old versus young, wise versus innocent...or was it wise versus wiser? I think it was the latter. "You do realize that if your mum saw this, what we are doing right now, she'd flip out!" Harrison said pushing his moist feet into mine. The heat was amazing that radiated from them. My noodle still stood proud- thrumming, I had no fear. "What are we doing? Sitting, talking, naked...but we'd be naked in a gym locker-room or changing room. So what?" I said in a voice that was years older than the body it came from. "You little shit, boy, oh boy! Butter wouldn't melt. Jesus." Harrison said chuckling but eyeing me all over. My young stage of life only made this situation all the more daring and outrageous. I loved this moment! My boy noodle was so alive; it sort of pulsed with each of my very rapid heartbeats. I saw it, Harrison saw it. His man-cock, long and cut...rose up like a serpent before us. "Fuck, I better get up," Harrison said feebly as he saw this demonstration of male adult sexuality looming like a weapon about to do battle. But both Harrison and daddy were tipsy, the drinks had again made them rather "open" to all sorts of inappropriate acts. His warm bare feet left my small one. He rose up to go. "Harrison, what happened, I mean...when it all went quiet? Did you both...you know!" I said looking at him and wanting answers. Vulgar he was. "Get our rocks off, nut, jizz, spew? Yes...your daddy shot into my mouth and I shot into his," he said holding my gaze. His cock still standing up and out from his body. I wanted to touch it. "Shot? Like a gun?" I asked still working all this man sex stuff out in my little head. "No, shot like creamy juice, the stuff that made you inside your mum. The stuff your daddy isn't supposed waste until this new baby your mum wants is made. The stuff that is on those undies you've been sniffing and chewing!" he said moving to the door. "Well, I don't want another baby. I am all daddy needs and mummy. Don't let daddy make a baby in mummy. Stop him...please Harrison!" I begged and rushed to follow the naked man. He turned in the doorway. "You want me to drain him, milk him dry?" His look scared me. He looked dark and evil. "Just do it, stop the baby. I am happy alone with daddy. No baby!" I said with my small hand reaching for his cock. Harrison stepped back, his cock now looking skyward. It was so big and vein laden. The head was big and almost plum colour. I could see clear juice starting to ooze out. "You better stop that shit, kid. No touching," he said moving even further away. "Why? Let me, let me see it," I said moving closer to this huge flesh wand. "Christ, stay back! You are a devil!" he shouted and it did startle me. "Look, Tony, someday...when you are older...maybe. But not now. Just be happy watching," he said now attempting to cover his cock. I smiled. "Well, go stop the baby making. Make daddy go dry...is that what you said? Milk him? Just do it. I'll watch." I said as he moved down the hall. I knew daddy was really almost passed out from drink and he would not hear or see me. "Tony, it's not that fucking simple. Your daddy still might make mummy have a baby. But if he has lots of milking, he is less able to do the things he needs to do to her at home. It's complicated," Harrison said as he stood outside the bedroom door. Daddy still lay asleep and naked on the bed inside. "Just help me, please. And I'll try to stop "adult time" at my house as much as I can. Mummy will give up, I know it!" I said with a big grin. "Maybe I can milk daddy too, can I?" I asked looking at daddy's naked arse cheeks in the dim light. "You are one horned up boy! You are confusing me, stop it Tony...just go back to bed," Harrison said looking befuddled. I think the late hour and the drinks were catching up. I pushed past Harrison's nude body and moved over to daddy. "Go on, milk him. I'll watch. Come on!" I said wagging my finger at daddy's perfect naked body on the bed. Harrison shook his head and muttered a curse. I gently knelt on the bed along daddy's side. "Tony, you little fucker. Move, we'd better roll him over," Harrison said as he grabbed daddy's arm and rolled him over. The beautiful uncut and tumescent man-noodle of daddy...still all cummy, lay in his rusty golden nest of hairs. Daddy grunted in a very caveman-like way. I knew from daddy's drinking, he was out. "Well, show me. Milk him!" I said and readied myself for a lesson. Much more will follow from my own memoirs of watching my daddy! Feel free to write me if you enjoyed this or have read my earlier works. Thank you! Tony aka wiseoldowl@gmx.com Memoirs about my daddy's early years growing up can be read at: www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/the-life-and-times-of-natural-noodle www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/natural-noodle-and-the-local-lads/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/natural-noodle-and-friends