Don't say a single word

Bed Surprise

 One night I went to bed really early. I don’t remember why but I was exhausted. I always sleep with nothing on and of course with no sheets since it was summer. Even if I was exhausted I couldn’t try and sleep without first wanking over Marlon, something I was used to doing now every night. And after I came, I could easily fall asleep.

But I think it was an hour later that I noticed I was not alone on my bed. I had a naked body next to mine. It was Marlon! He would tell me the next day that he had wanted to tell me something, I don’t remember which now. And he’d come to my house, knocked on the door and it seemed I wasn’t there maybe. But what he had to tell me was urgent and he found an open window and entered my house after all. Then he’d come up the stairs, and saw my bedroom door was open and I was sleeping with nothing on. He’d had a new idea then and decided to remove everything he was wearing and enter the bed with me. His clothes were scattered on the floor. When I woke up gladly surprised of the fact that hot boy was sleeping naked next to me, he came straight to my lips and kissed me affectionately at the time he told me.

-Don’t say a single word, dad. I think you like it and if you like it, we can go on.

So we went on for five minutes. It was the first time in my life I was kissing a boy, but he was so tender, so open-minded, so determined to give me fun that I knew well I would like to be kissing him for hours, or my whole life. Still kissing, he began running his erotic hands down my entire body, and of course not saying a single word, I responded doing the same to him. So hot to touch that Apollo.

But then I noticed him running now his tongue down my chest and soon coming down till he reached my cock. I couldn’t believe it but Marlon seemed determined to give me a blowjob now!

He started licking the whole length of my dick and moaned at the same time, so he was enjoying. It was not just a gift that he’d wanted to give me. His cell phone was in one of his hands and he stopped the blowjob a moment to Whatsapp me again.

WhfM: tastes much better than a dildo.

So I got my cell phone, very close, and wrote.

WhfA: oh, thanks for this, Marlon. It’s been years since my last blowjob.

He did not want us to talk, except on Whatsapp and simply devoted the next minutes to sucking my cock in earnest, getting deeper and sometimes I could see that cock that had already aroused me, working my fun inexhaustibly and constantly being pumped. As I was feeling fire up my cock, I could see his sexy dick getting higher and higher and I thought I would soon return the pleasure to him, but maybe not tonight. I wanted him to think I did not want to do it and later surprise him giving him a blowjob when he least expected it. But I was certain that I would soon do it. Meanwhile the blowjob was being so good that I missed not being allowed to tell him, but at least I guessed I could be permitted to moan and hoped my excited moans were telling him how I loved him, the sexiest person in the world, consecrated to his father’s pleasure.

So not saying a single word, I had to finally fill his mouth with a stream of male pleasure. He did not withdraw his mouth but seemed determined to taste my whole river. And I saw him cumming in torrents too. Good, I couldn’t sleep after the wonderful blowjob without at least seeing Marlon cumming too.

In that moment and still saying nothing, he came to my lips again and we were kissing as lovers do for three minutes. And he added.

-I feel lonesome sleeping on my own every night. I’m gonna sleep with you tonight.

And we cuddled and he was soon fast asleep. Never had I taken a girl to bed who had made me so horny. I couldn’t sleep. I was for longer than an hour looking at that hot naked boy, your brother, sleeping next to me, his perfect body rubbing mine, with his sleepy breath. I was horny as hell but grateful to life for having such a wonderful open-minded son. I looked at his dick and said to myself that I would soon be sucking it too and even scheduled when and how I would surprise him. If he’d had the guts to suck my cock, I would also suck his. Besides, I so wanted to do it!

Finally I could sleep with your brother’s perfect body next to me and at about 8 we woke up and the first thing he did was kissing me.

I got up, put everything back on and invited him to have breakfast with me. He nodded but came to the kitchen totally nude.

-Are you still shocked, Rodney? –I stopped my story then just to ask my eldest son.

-It’s not easy to know my father and my brother has sex with each other but I will never get angry at either of you. You’re free and can do anything you want cause you’re not hurting anybody and you are both adult.

-And you still have a boner, isn’t it, Rodney?

-Well, it’s true I have a boner. But you’d better go on, dad, please.

We sat down to breakfast and seeing him there sitting naked was most arousing. He’d sucked my dick the night before. I’d do it soon but meanwhile I had to show him everything was ok and hell, I wanted to play a bit with his dick and suddenly I grabbed it and started to jack Marlon off. He allowed me. Meanwhile he was talking of something different.

-I’m gonna start some different paintings now. I wish you came home this afternoon, have coffee with me and see them.

All that he was telling me as I was jacking him off. He also told me he wanted to have a shower here in my house and I said: perfect, Marlon. And he responded kissing my mouth a first time that morning and as we were kissing, I saw him finally shoot the first load he’d shot in my house.

Now totally nude, he stood up and told me he’d go to the bathroom and have his shower. I think he was luring me into going after him and masturbate as I saw him. But I had a different idea and went up to our bedroom to pick up the clothes he’d left there and would need after the shower. When I reached my bedroom, I grasped his clothes and with a sudden impulse I started to sniff them. Of course Marlon’s clothes did not smell of sweat. But they had a perfect masculine smell, my son’s smells. I took my dick out and started wanking with his clothes but I thought I’d better not cum now. I wanted to go to the bathroom and watch my sexy son having a shower.

So soon I was in the bathroom. He was inside the tub rubbing one out. The moment he saw me enter, he did blast a load and my dick, which was still out, came again before him when I was not even touching myself.

He came out of the bathtub and started putting everything back on. I continued with my dick out and sometimes pumping it for I was sure by now that he would always allow me to jack off in his presence. Finally he came to my lips, a ravenous kiss again and told me now he was leaving, for he wanted to keep on painting, but added.

-I hope you also come to my house this afternoon at about 4 to have a coffee and so that I can show you my new paintings.

-There I will be, Marlon. Thanks for everything –I couldn’t help but add.

And finally he left.

-Well, Rodney, that was the first day we certainly had sex together, not just an exhibitionist and a voyeur. I’ve got much more to tell you. You sure you want me to go on?

-Now I want to know everything, dad.

-Then now, I’ll talk to you about that afternoon in mid August.

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