Date: Sun, 14 Apr 2024 13:42:39 -0700 From: Da So Subject: Window Dressings: Part 3 This is a story of the beginning stages of a possible father-son incest situation, fueled by some dirty conversation. This story is pure fantasy. This story is not meant to offend, if so, please move along. If you like my stories so far - Nifty needs donations to provide these wonderful stories -- please donate with this link https://donate.nifty.org/ Troy eventually gets to the garage and heads out with my car. I text Dale, "Troy is gone, you cool for me to swing by in a few?" Dale immediately responds, "Sure, you want to come over here? I can just come back there." I respond, "If cool, I'd rather come over there, Troy is gone but no idea of when he might return, not the most reliable with communication." Dale responds, "Yeah, I hear ya, don't worry I have lots of beer. ????" I make my way over to Dale's place and head down to his man cave basement. He hands me a beer and I nervously make the joke, "Ok so where were we?" Dale: So, we were about to jerk off in front of each other for the first time Me: Yeah, I know dick, I was kidding. So, go back to the fact that you have jerked off thinking about jerking off with me? Dale: Well fuck, I thought you might have forgotten about that now. So, calm down, it's not like every day, every minute. I have thought about it a couple times over the past 20 years. Well one, I always thought you were a good-looking guy and honestly there have been times that your pants show off your package sometimes. What pushed me over the edge though was about 10 years ago, Troy and Chris went away for camp for a week. It was kind of the first time that both of us had the house to ourselves for an extended period without the kids. Well one night, I got up to piss but was also a bit hungry so went downstairs to search the fridge. While down there, I heard some giggles and moans and thought it was weird given the time in the middle of the night. I quietly make my way out to the backyard to investigate more, following the sounds. I realized that it was coming from your backyard, so I stood on the rock and peered over the wall. You were fucking the shit out of your wife on the patio table, which was just so hot to watch your cock just pound her. I stood there for a couple of minutes, just jerking my cock and once you started to cum in her with your primal grunts, I ended up blowing all over my wall. Me: Wow, you fucking perv! Now you got me so hard knowing you were watching me fuck my wife, while also jerking yourself off! Dale: Oh really? You like to be watched? Me: Fuck yeah, my son obviously got it from somewhere! Dale: Ok well whip it out, I'll watch you right now! Me: No problem! But if you are going to sit there and watch, I also want to hear a super fucking dirty perv story! Dale: No problem, but we are in a judgement free zone, right? Me: Umm yeah, we definitely crossed that point for judgement. I drop my pants and start slowly caressing my dick and balls. Dale is sitting there in astonishment. His mouth is watering and honestly, he looks like he wants to drop to his knees and just take my whole cock. Dale: Fuck, I knew your cock would be amazing up close. Fuck! Ok so here goes. Since Chris left for college, my wife and I have been toying with what to do with his room, if anything, and possibly have him move down here to the basement during breaks. While measuring his room, I bumped into his mattress by mistake and it revealed what looked like a cum sock, since I had one growing up. I picked up the sock and I was totally right because it was so crusty in the right places. For some reason, I immediately got hard and thought it would be a great idea for me to cum into this sock as well. Every day, while he was in college, I ended up sneaking into Chris's room and jerking off into his sock, just knowing that he has dropped so many loads into this sock as well. Well, the first time he came home from college, he actually arrived a day earlier than expected. I panicked a bit knowing that I blew a load into the sock about an hour earlier and didn't put it back exactly as I originally found it. Chris never said anything about anyone being in his room, so I felt as though he didn't remember shit. So, you would think that while Chris was staying at home, during his break, that I would stop, but I didn't. The moment that Chris would leave to go somewhere, I would find myself back in his room. Well one of the days that he went to go meet friends, I immediately went into his room and grabbed his sock. It was soaking wet with cum, this was finally a fresh batch. I thought about trying to get a taste but decided to just jam my cock into that sock and let his cum be my lube. I have never cummed so much knowing that my son's seed literally got me off. About 2 hours later, Chris walked into the house on the phone with his girlfriend who didn't go home for break but was still on the campus. He went straight to his room, closed the door and after a bit I could hear some moans. It was obvious that he was having phone sex with her, I can hear a bit of the heavy breathing and then him saying, "Babe, babe, I'm getting close. Hold on, hold on." I hear some fumbling and then I hear, "Oh shit, this feels so fucking good, ok babe, I'm ready, I'm ready, oh fuck, oh fuck." I hear Chris grunt like 4 times, knowing he is blowing rope after rope into his sock, with him not knowing that now my cum is helping him get off. I cum into his sock every day, even if he is home or not. I have no idea if he knows that I have made deposits into that sock. I think sometimes yes, given it can't always be that wet in there, but who knows? Me: Holy shit dude, that is so fucking hot! You are getting me so fucking close. I do have a perv idea though, why don't we go to Chris's room and blow our loads into that sock? Dale happily agrees and we head up to Chris's room. We head over to his bed and Dale pulls out the sock. It's exactly as he described it and obvious that it hasn't been used today because it is crusty. Dale drops his pants, and I must say that I am impressed with that cock. Less length than me but a huge mushroom head, beer can girth and some big ass balls. He slides the sock over his cock first and starts going to town. Dale lets me know that given the day so far that he was already on the edge, and he won't last more than a minute. He was a man of his word because he immediately started buckling and shooting his load into the sock. I forgot how hot it is to see another man's "O" face, fuck I'm so hard. Dale passes me the sock and I slip it over my cock. Fuck, this feels so good, it's so wet and slippery. I start jacking even faster given how great Dale's cum is acting as lube. Dale then blurts out, "Holy shit, shoot on the window, shoot on the fucking window and let your son see your load." What a dirty fucking perv thought and I fucking loved it. I walk over to the window and do a quick check to see if Troy's curtains are closed. After that is confirmed, I pull back the curtains and just let my load loose while staring at Troy's load on the window. I coat the window with the biggest fucking load. Dale: Holy shit dude, you weren't kidding. Your load is even bigger than your sons! Me: (catching my breath) Well, I was pretty fucking excited! Dale throws me the sock to catch some of the remaining bit of cum dripping from my cock. I pinch out the remaining cum from my dick into the sock and throw the sock back to Dale. Me: Dude, this was fucking hot and we should definitely do this again. I'm going to head home so I am there before Troy gets home. I'll hit you up later and will discuss more! I head back to my place and am happy to see that Troy is not home yet. I start to rewind in my mind the activities and conversations over the past 24 hours. I'm not sure what has exactly happened, but I am curious about how things will proceed. I have a new appreciation for Dale now, which is so weird given our 20-year friendship. I'm actually more curious about how dirty that son of a bitch gets. That cum sock story, fuck that was hot. I was still in my head and didn't realize that Troy was pulling up to the house. Me: Hey bud, good time today? Troy: Yeah, it was cool catching up with people before I headed back to college. Me: Oh shit, I forgot that's coming up! Troy: Yeah in 2 days! Me: Oh, which reminds me, I talked to your Mom and she will be home from her work trip tomorrow night. So, we will have a big sendoff dinner! Troy: Nice! So, what did you do today? Me: Well, I hung out with Dale. Troy: Ohhh really? And how did that go? Am I getting arrested? Me: Don't be a dick! He was very apologetic for not minding his own business and regretted saying anything to me. I politely thanked him because he did bring up a good point of you being more careful. Troy: Ummm hmmm....I bet he was apologetic. Me: What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Troy: Yeah, follow me, Dad. I have something to show you. Acting all surprised and inquisitive, I follow Troy up to his room. Troy: Yeah so, I need to show you something. Let me just pull back the curtains. Me: What the fuck are you going to show me? You said you cleaned your shit up! Troy pulls back the curtains. Me: Troy, what the fuck? You said you cleaned this shit up? Troy: Don't focus on that right now. Look over there. Wait, wait, holy shit. There is so much more fucking cum on that window then yesterday. Ok well apparently Dale had some sort of window orgy and had a few friends cum all over the window. Me: What the fuck are you talking about? Troy: Fine, I'll tell you. You told me to clean up my cum. I did. While cleaning I saw that there were cum stains on Chris's window. Obviously only from Dale. Last night, after we went to bed, I know against your wishes, I decided to jerk off on the window again in case Dale was watching. I came on the window and then went to bed. Now, seeing Chris's window it looks like 5 guys came all over the window. Me: (feeling this weird sense of accomplishment while also chuckling inside) Hmm, are you sure that's not bird shit? Troy: Are you fucking serious? That's not fucking bird shit from like a 1000 fucking birds. To be continued...