More in common than we thought

Before the story starts, I just want to say that this is my first ever story. I noticed there were not a lot of stories on this site which combined all my fetishes, and so I now made my own story. If you don't like it, so be it. This first story isn't going to contain any sex as it is just so I can set the environment. Here's whats the story going to involve:

-Incest

-Gear Sex (if you want to know what I am talking about, its the fetish of having gear on such as   sports gear, military gear, motorcycle leathers, spandex etc.)                                                             

-Bondage & BDSM (not on this part)-Anal and oral sex (not on this part)

-Muscles, jocks and stuff

-Maybe other stuff, can't think of anything else tho

English is not my first language, and this is very much the first time I write erotica, so don't judge too much. I plan to make more of these, (obviously) so if you like how this first one is going, then stay to see the rest

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Hey, I'm Liam. You could say I'm an average College jock. At 19 years old, 6ft3 and 210lb, people respect me. I'm the quarterback of my football team, have good grades, and all the girls love me. I'm proud of who I am, especially my body. I go out to the gym pretty much all the time, and with that comes a wonderfull 8-pack, quads like you have never seen and an ass that could make the Kardashians jealous. My ass is also what I'm most proud, because under this jock hides a secret. A big secret. I'm gay, and not the typical gay.

You see, when most people say they're kinky, you think "Oh they like a bit of bondage" or "Oh they're into feets" Well not me. I am into gear. What's that, you may ask ? Basically, I am not necessaraly arroused by the body when I'm having sex, I'm aroused at what gear the guy is wearing. From tactical gear, to sports gear, latex, spandex, and motorcycle leather, thats what gets me going. I have quite a collection, my room is big enough so that I have a closet full of gear, but my dad doesnt know that cause he doesnt go in my room, so thats a plus. 

Speaking of my dad, he's a wonderful man. He and my mom got me when they were young, my dad was only 20 and my mom 19. My mom didn't want to have anything to do with me, so it was only up to my dad to raise me. He did a great job, and I am greatful for it. He's also superhot, at 39, he has the body of a god. He's 6ft3, like me and has a wonderful body. He also doesnt have any hairs, which is a plus cause I hate body hairs. He didn't remary since my mom left us, and he says it's because he doesn't really want to anymore. That's doesnt bother me though, cause I would hate having a woman who would go in my room and touch everything, possibly finding my gear closet and ruining my life. Anyways, enough talking let's get to the main event.

It was a friday evening, I had just got home from practice. I never take a shower nor do I change out of my gear because it's so hot wearing it home, all sweaty coming from practice. As usual, my dad is in his office. He's always there when I come home, but I can't get in as it's always locked and I'm forbidden to enter. I yell hey at him and he yells hey back. I get in my room and get on my bed to start jerking off, obvioulsy in my hot and sweaty gear. After about 10 minutes, I hear my dad come out of his office, telling me he's going to the grocery store picking us some food to eat for supper. He gets in his car and drives off. Though tonight was different, I didn't hear him locking his office, which is quite unsual as I always hear the sound of the keys and him checking if its locked after he gets out of his office. 

After 19 years of existence though, I wanted to know what was inside his office. I put my dick back in my football pants and, still wearing my full gear helmet included, I open my door and go to dad's office. I put my gloved hand on the knob and turn: it turns with it. I slowly open the door to a black room, with no windows. I find the switch, turn on the lights and that's when I saw it: my dad's sex dungeon. It's quite a big room, with a bed sized table in the middle that seems to have some padding on it. To the right of it is a sling, with restraints for the feet and the arms. The walls are all padded with sound reducing foam, and the light is a dim purple mixed with a bit of orange lights. But most importantly, the walls were covered with toys. Ranging from dildos to pumps, gags, harnesses, chastity belts, etc. The wall opposite to the door had a giant mirror from side to side, I guess so he could see the act better. now to say that I was amazed by this is an understatement. But then I noticed another door, on the left corner of the room. I decided to open it, not knowing that what was inside of the room would change my life forever.

The room was quite big, not as big as the other but quite big for what it was: A closet, filled with military uniforms, football equipment, spandex, gasmask, latex, dry suits, motorcycle leathers, helmets, boots, basically its heaven for me. More importantly, at the end of the room sat a male sex mannequin wearing full motorcycle leathers, specifically a Dainese T-Age titanium (my favorite), helmet, boots and gloves. My muscled body did not have any problem taking it and carrying it on the sex sling, attaching it and noticing the ass zipper on the suit.  Being already horny from discovering this, I unzip the ass zipper, take out my dick and I start to fuck the manequin. The gear is so fucking hot, and I start to imagine that it is my dad in it, which takes it to the next level for me. I shoot my load inside the manequin, which was the best orgasm I have ever had. After I was done, I put my dick back in my shorts, turn around and then my heart skips a beat.

There, in the door frame stood my dad, arms crossed looking smug.

"I guess I forgot to lock the door" He said, not at all in a furious, nor scared way. More like a happy way.

"Since when were you there ?!" I shouted, and contrary to him I was really scared.

"Since you brought my manequin to the sling, you liked it ?"

I did not answer, still shocked

"I guess you too have a fetish for gear, I must say your football gear is really hot" He was cleary getting more comfortable, and I did not want to lose my chance of fucking my hot dad in gear, so I said:

"Yea I do have a fetish, I didnt you were the same. I have a closet with gear inside of it, and I guess you don't care that I use yours, do you ?"

He responded with:"I don't mind you using it, he said, starting to get closer, but ther is just one condition"

"What's that ?" I asked him, now being closer to me.

"You need to use it with me" He said, taking my gear and cupped crotch in his hand.

To be continued