The next day, I woke up with a huge cum stain on my bedsheet. My wife had a hangover from the previous night's outing, so I took the opportunity to talk with Ben. I started preparing breakfast. Ben came into the kitchen, and we exchanged good mornings. We couldn't hold eye contact because of the shame or perhaps embarrassment. I served breakfast to Ben, and finally, he said something. "Dad, I'm sorry for last night." I immediately told him it wasn't his fault—rather, nobody's fault. I couldn't admit that it was actually my fault for involving my son in this. Ben asked me how long I had been gay. I answered, "Since last month." I couldn't say that Jared, his best friend, had made me a bottom slut. I also asked him, "How long have you been doing things with Jared?" He seemed shocked to know that I knew about Jared and him. Ben asked me how I found out. I just told him that a month ago, I saw him licking Jared's cum off the carpet (which was actually my cum). Talking about these things made my hole super wet. I could literally feel liquid dripping in my asshole. It also made Ben's BWC fully hard. I was slipping into my bitch mode, and Ben couldn't resist my muscular body. So, we started kissing each other passionately. Ben swirled his tongue in my mouth, and it felt so good. For the first time, Ben instructed me to get on my knees. I immediately followed his orders, my tongue sticking out like a dog's. I can't forget the moment when Ben's gigantic cock bounced out from his blue briefs. Finally, Ben said the words I'd been dying to hear: "Dad, suck my cock!" I deep-throated his entire dick in a snap. Ben tapped my head from behind to push his dick further and further. But suddenly, I heard my wife's footsteps. I immediately hid under the table, and Ben sat on the chair because he couldn't stand with his giant boner. My wife asked about me, "Where is he?" Ben told her he didn't know, maybe I went for a walk outside. As they talked and Ben ate his breakfast, with my wife on the side preparing our lunches, I couldn't hold my urge. I took Ben's dick out and started sucking on it. Ben coughed as I took his dick. This moment felt straight out of a porn video. I continued to suck his dick while they talked about me. My wife started to worry that I would be late for work. But there I was, under the table, sucking our son's BWC passionately. Suddenly, Ben started shaking. My wife asked if he was okay. Ben couldn't do anything but say he was fine. He grabbed the back of my head furiously and pushed his entire dick into my throat, his pubes entering my nose. I sniffed all the musk. This moment felt like paradise. As Ben pushed his dick further, he started to cum insanely, without worrying that I could choke and make sounds under the table. He came so much that it filled my stomach. Finally, I tasted my son's delicious cum. His cum was tastier than Jared's, less thick but much more in quantity. I didn't even have to swallow as Ben's dick reached halfway down my chest; his cum went straight into my throat. It was so much cum that I was about to gag, so I grabbed Ben's legs to tell him to stop. But he couldn't stop, so he forced my wife to go look for me outside. As my wife left the house, Ben kept cumming in me. I finally withdrew my throat from his dick and took deep breaths. But Ben kept cumming, even on the floor. He managed to cum on his feet to create less mess. When I finally caught my breath, I looked at Ben. He was satisfied, with a huge smile on his face. Ben told me to lick the rest of the cum from his feet quickly because my wife could return any moment. I licked all the cum off his feet like a dog at his bowl. I started kissing his feet and worshiped them. Ben grabbed me by my collar and started kissing me with his cum still in my mouth. The kiss was so sloppy; we were literally licking each other. As we heard my wife's footsteps approaching, we sat on the chairs. My wife was so mad at me for disappearing. As I was apologizing to her, she pointed out, "What's on your face?" Ben immediately lied, saying it was just milk from the cereal. She was so confused. We both looked at each other and smiled. Just an hour ago, we couldn't even look at each other, and now we were happy and smiling while looking into each other's eyes.
Can you guys share your details? If a Dad: Age, role, and about your son/s. If a Son: Details about you and your dad.
I'd love to know about my readers. I might take some inspiration for my next stories too.
