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Looks like Mum’s off for another of her gossipy lunches that thankfully last all afternoon. I can tell this from the clothes Dad’s wearing, and the size of the bulge in his shorts, which I know for a fact is natural, the man being wonderfully blessed. It’ll probably be another hour before I get my hands on it all, but he likes to advertise in advance and have me silently howling like a bitch on heat, gagging to expose even more meat - chew on his nipples, suck on his cock, then have the big stud slowly take charge and spend a few hours pounding my ass.
As you can imagine, I can barely wait.
In the meantime, I hover around and sneak the odd glance. God, would you look at him! He’s such a tease. And that man can fuck as good as he looks, which when combined with his insatiable appetite for young male ass, and how turned on he gets doing supposedly taboo things, makes me the luckiest son in the world - screwed to delirium on a regular basis by my not so straight incestuous dad.
“That’s good, Son. Give Daddy’s nipple a suck and a chew. Do the same to the other one then work your way down. You’ll see that Daddy’s dick is really hard and hungry for your mouth.”
When I was a kid, I used to sit on Dad’s lap before going to bed and he’d read me a story. It was my favourite time of day. Now I’m older, I still sit on Dad’s lap before going to bed, and he tells me a story without any words. He makes it clear how much he wants me. How he wants to join me in my bed and pleasure me in all sorts of ways. And I make it clear that I’m all his, and that there’s no need to rush upstairs - he can have me right here on the couch. And the story is - he usually does.
I was a bit disappointed by the birthday present from Dad. I mean, a boy can’t have enough pairs of Calvins, but I’d hoped for a lot better for my eighteenth. Then I saw the note:
“Put them on. Stay in your room and make yourself comfortable. Plug in some music to block out all sound… That way I’ll take you by surprise when I come to give you the other presents. And there will be several. The Calvin’s won’t stay on for too long, but they’ll still come in useful to stuff in your mouth to stop you from howling the house down.”
It would appear that I’m in trouble. Dad has run out of clean underpants and was obliged to borrow a pair of mine, He says they look silly on him, although I disagree. But that won’t stop me from taking them off, which he’s told me I have to do. Then I’m to be punished for not keeping up with the laundry. There’s a rod in Dad’s hand which he’ll take to my ass. It’ll hurt like hell, but I don’t care, because there’s another rod in those briefs which he’ll take to my ass as well. And I’m hoping to be screwed more than the once for being such a naughty son.
Looks like we’ve got some time on our hands. If Dad was in a rush, those jeans would already be down at his knees and I’d be staring at his rock hard dick which he’d demand to be sucked before he gave me a fuck. But it seems a little foreplay is in order, which means I get to worship his chest before before his dick comes out and becomes the centre of attention.
Dad looked shocked when I entered the bathroom when he was drying himself after his shower. I looked decidedly interested, thrilled to bits by all that meat. He obviously registered this, confirming what he must have suspected. A moment passed and then he let the towel drop.
I dropped as well, straight to my knees and set about gobbling on another piece of meat.
It was the start of a very happy new stage in our relationship, which I hope will last for many years.
I really look forward to having a bath. Especially now when I share it with Dad. He looks so sexy, and I know what he’s thinking. I know what’s happening under the water. And it’s just as good as the rest of him. A real treat to play with and have up my ass.
Junior was a little shy a first. But once we started making out, he soon grew bolder and had a feel of his old man’s package. And there’s plenty to feel. I’m as hard as a rock, sporting a boner that will be going up Junior’s tight ass - taking his sweet cherry in the first of many fucks he’ll be getting today.