My sweet Bryce

VEGA OVER MY HEAD

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I liked having naked nights looking at the stars. And there I was sitting on a trunk under a dense groove of fir trees near our house, not exactly a country house, but it was in a small village far from the closest neighbours. My name is Mitchell Clifford  and I am 42 years old and work as a mechanic and on warm summer days like today I like the experience of being naked watching the beautiful star show before going home and having a shower prior to dining with my only son, Bryce. I lived alone with him since he was 9, when Bertha, my wife, had fallen in love with another boy and left me.

He is actually studying biology and he’s 22. He’s a sweet child but I thought maybe right now he was worried that I could know some secrets from him that in fact that very day I had known.

I suddenly sensed a rustle very close as if someone were wandering close to the trees. And soon I could see it was my son who was wandering deep in thought, his eyes really showing his concern. And he seemed shocked of suddenly finding his father there totally nude, for I had always hidden him that I was a nudist.

-Oh sorry, dad; I’ll leave you now.

-Come here, my sweet Bryce. In fact I want to talk to you about many things and yes they are the things you might be wondering whether I already know. But Mr. Deering has called me today and has told me many things. But have no fears, Bryce. You’re my pride and joy and I love you, can you hear me? I would never reproach you anything. You must have been under great stress to fess up so many things you had no need to ever tell anybody.

-Dad, if you’ve talked to my dean, I will understand if you kick me out of your house right now. I was already thinking that tonight I would have to spend sleeping under a bridge.

-I know many things about you now, but I like you just as you are. But previously let me tell you that I am an occasional nudist, something I’ve never told you. But you know? Being a nudist has nothing to do with sex, as many people think. Of course we nudists have sex or not, as any other people, but for real nudists like your father, being naked is just being in communion with nature, that’s all, and on this beautiful September night I like sitting totally nude here. September has come hotter than August. And you know? Just at this moment I am sitting here with the beautiful whitish star Vega shining brightly over my head. It’s one of the brightest stars, but not the brightest, that’s Sirius, which you will see in winter.

-Do you know the name of the stars, dad? –He was mustering courage to ask me though I could clearly see in his eyes then that he would not be with me in winter when I could show him the star Sirius.

-Why don’t you comfortably sit on this other trunk there’s on my right, and I will tell you something about stars first and later I’ll have a serious conversation with you. But first I want to tell you something about my other hobby, astronomy. And unless you ask me, I won’t put my clothes back on again. Never worry because of the boner you have right now. My sweet Bryce, I’m your father but I also wanna become your friend now.

-Ok, Dad, I’m sitting now.

So I started pointing to him the beautiful star Vega and told him having that star shining right now above my head was a good symbol and he should never fear anything.

-You see, Bryce? There’s some other stars surrounding Vega, but they’re not very visible. These stars shape the constellation of Lyra, not very visible, except for Vega. But look southwards –he didn’t know where the south was and I told him the south was the place where he could see the sun almost all day and the moon almost all night-, that other star I am pointing at now is called Altair, and look I’ll show you now the whole constellation. It’s called Aquila, which means the eagle –he started to learn that constellation too, though it was often difficult to see the shape of what the name tells you that you should see. It was a confusing eagle, but somehow you could see an eagle in it-. And now I’m gonna show you one of the constellations I prefer: Cygnus, which mean the Swan. There, I hope you can easily see a horizontal cross. You can imagine it’s a swan flying north to south, or south to north of the Milky Way, which I’m sure you know it’s our galaxy. Well, this bright star –I pointed at him- is Albireo, that’s the head of the swan. But look at that other star: it’s called Deneb; it’s Alpha Cygni, which means it is the brightest star of the constellation of Cygnus. And finally, Bryce, if you remember all the names of the scarce stars I have taught you today, you can look now at Vega, at Altair and at Deneb and you’ll see that they shape up a visible triangle. There’s one other triangle which is the winter triangle I will show you in December, but Vega, Altair and Deneb make the summer triangle.

-I’m still shuddering at the beauty of the summer triangle, dad and still with moist eyes at the beauty of the Swan.

-Would you like to also be a nudist, Bryce?

-Why are you asking, dad?

-I’m wondering whether you would like to try this fun with me. You could take off all your clothes and be comfortably naked sitting here beside me as we talk.

-I have a big boner, dad. You’ll be uncomfortable.

-We men usually have boners, Bryce. Women have no problems with that, but our cocks often betray us, but that’s also something natural.

-Oh dad, you’re such a natural man, a nudist, enjoying the stars and even wanting your son comfortably naked next to you and with a boner.

-Everything’s natural, don’t you think? And believe me, there’s many nudist families. Come on, Bryce, strip naturally and keep on sitting on that trunk. Now we have to talk about what Mr. Deering has told me. But please never fear your father. What I’ve known today has even made me like you more, my dear son.

Still frightened, Bryce at least took courage to take off all his clothes. I’ve never felt attracted to boys but as he was getting naked, I told him he had a very sexy body. His boner was obvious when he finally sat down again and looked at me with fear.

-Now I’ll tell you what Mr. Deering has told me.

-Mr. Deering has summoned me today –I went on-. He wanted to talk to me about what you had told him this morning, so I left the mechanic’s shops for a couple of hours in order to talk to him.

I remembered perfectly my interview this afternoon with Mr. Lionel Deering, my son’s dean of biology. He is a white-haired grumpy old-fashioned man in his sixties who started to look sternly at me through his spectacles.

-He told me, Bryce, that you have been very slow in your studies this year and has failed almost all subjects.

-That’s true, dad. But I have told you, since you know now I’m with my September exams. I think I will pass them.

-Then he told me something that I don’t believe. He accused you of being a bully that had been harassing some of your classmates, but he also told me you didn’t admit that.

-Because it’s not true, dad. Oh, I know who the boy is who is harassing some of our classmates, both girls and boys, but I didn’t want to be an informer and didn’t tell Mr. Deering his name.

-Be calm, Bryce, I know what you are telling me is true. I could never believe you are a bully. You’re the sweetest person I’ve ever known and I said that to Mr. Deering. He told me ok, but he had to tell me some more things.

-I fear to hear you now, dad. And if you really think I should leave your house today, I will understand.

-One of the reasons I am gonna tell you what you told Mr. Deering is that I want you calm. As natural as being both of us naked together now and with two boners, for I think you have seen I’m getting a hard on.

-Well, what great stress you must have been under, Bryce, for after admitting you were slow in your studies and denying you were a bully, you told him the reason of your being slow in your studies was that you’d just had a row with your boyfriend. So please tell me, Bryce, but comfortably anything you want. Of course if you’re gay, I will love you just the same.

-I knew I was gay when I was 13, dad.

-It must have been hell for you never to dare tell your father your real nature, maybe always thinking I would despise you. But now tell me, my dear son: do you have a boyfriend?

-That’s what I told Mr. Deering, but in fact what I have is a fuck buddy, we don’t love each other and we can cheat each other but well, the reason why we had a great quarrel was that I had just cheated him and told him and he didn’t like it after all. Are you comfortable hearing your son talking about sex, dad?

-Really comfortable. Hope you have a good sexual life, with boys of course since you like boys.

-I lost my virginity years ago, dad, in a gay club. But well one of my classmates is a very cute boy called Farooq Anand. He is Pakistani and has come to our country to study biology. He’s such a cute boy, dad, with that beautiful olive-coloured skin of his and those beautiful green eyes.

-Then whenever you want, you’re gonna talk to me about Anand. I would like to meet my son-in-law.

-Well, dad, we soon became good friends and one day we were having a coffee, he told me he was gay so I told him I was gay too. And soon he told me he really liked me and that very day we started having sex and have become fuck buddies.

-Look, Bryce, Mr. Deering has also told me you like scat. Well, he had to explain to me what that word means.

-I like it and I don’t like it, dad.

-Please tell me.

-What I really get off about is a guy’s smell of sweat. That drives me crazy. And as soon as I started having sex with Anand, I discovered he is a great pig. And soon we were playing with piss, even pissing each other’s mouths, dad. And that’s something I really like. But there’s some more things.

-I want to know my son better and believe me when I tell you that I really appreciate you, Bryce, and will never curse you. What else do you like?

-Oh I know I will sound ridiculous dad, but I really like the taste of snot, at least from such a sexy boy as Anand.

-Can you see any shock in me, Bryce? Nothing to object to anything you like. Please go on.

-We have also played with gobs and farts and I can cope with them, but one day my pig fuck buddy asked me to comfortably take a dump in his mouth. I did, and he seemed to love the taste of my shit. I had to be as brave as him and also asked him to shit me. And he did and at least I managed to show him a quiet face and no disgust as he was doing it but shit is not my cup of tea, dad. I’ve eaten shit one day but told him I didn’t want to do it anymore, but I have shat him more times. And the same we have done with puke. Anand’s such a pig that he eats anything from me with no disgust. I have also tried his puke, but only once. Now you know dad.

-I’m proud of you, Bryce, instead of being shocked, I like you more. But now I have to mention one other thing Mr. Deering has told me and that’s possibly what’s causing you an unbearable terror now. But see what I’m gonna do now, Bryce.

And my son suddenly saw me grasping his hard cock and starting to masturbate him.

-Don’t do such a thing, dad, please, I have no need.

-I like it Bryce, be comfortable. But my aim is that you can also comfortably jack me off it that’s your wish.

-You’re crazy dad. But of course if you please my dick, I have to do the same to you.

He grasped my cock then and we both started to comfortably jack each other off for the first time.

-I’ve always liked things which can be considered natural and I think what we are doing is natural and we could repeat. I’ve had no sex since Bertha left me and masturbating my son is great. So Bryce, I will finally mention your greatest fear, but please if you ever live such stress again, never tell people like Mr. Deering, who have no need to know. Well, he also told me you had told him that you lust for your own father, so tell me Bryce, have you long lusted for me?

-Oh shit, I couldn’t help it. You come home every day with very greasy clothes and often with a strong pit smell and ever since I discovered I was gay, I knew how much the smell of guys’ ripe pits turn me on. So one day I simply couldn’t do any other thing than go to the toilet and wank over your strong pit smell. After that day, believing you will never know, and sure I will never molest you, you’ve been my main fodder to masturbate and I have been for five years wanking over my father. Will you be able to forgive me, dad? I know that’s too much.

-I’m not uncomfortable with that either, Bryce. I only ask you to always be confident to tell me after you’ve done it. I will never kick you out of my house. On the contrary, I like this intimacy and after today we will jerk each other off every day and we can often be naked. As a nudist, I would like to also be naked at home but you can also live naked after now, and please never be embarrassed with your boner.

-I’m cumming dad.

-So I’m cumming after you.

-What do you feel now dad, tell me, for Christ’s sake, after seeing your son cum and knowing he’s cum because of you?

-I feel better than ever, my sweet Bryce. You can be sure your father liked playing with his son’s sexy cock and I will do it more often. Look, I think you know that most stars, not all, move from east to west. The star Vega was over my head and it was a good symbol that you needed your father’s blessing for everything you are. Now you can see that Vega is over your head right now, a good symbol that you have just been blessed, Bryce. And now if you agree with me, we can go home. But we can go naked, taking our clothes in our hands. Now we will have a naked dinner and we will masturbate again.

But just then I kissed him. It was not only deep fatherly affection. In that moment I was certain that I had certainly enjoyed kissing a boy, watching his nudity and jacking him off. I wanted to become my son’s best friend but I wanted this incestuous intimacy we’d entered today to go on.

Naked we entered home and I told Bryce we would have a nudist night now. I prepared two omelettes and sat with him. Of course he was hard again but I was also hard and not thinking twice, I grabbed his dick again and started a new masturbation. I had calmed him down and now he enjoyed this intimacy and was feeling good noticing his father was enjoying himself with these few gay things we were doing.

-I won’t have to sleep under a bridge tonight. Or well, I didn’t tell you before, but I could have slept tonight in my fuck buddy’s house.

-Neither under a bridge nor in your fuck buddy’s house. I want us to sleep together tonight, my sweet Bryce, and we’ll touch and kiss and we could have a third mutual masturbation in bed.

Those words of mine made Bryce cum again and I came to his rhythm.

-And we could do more things in bed, my son. At least I want to try. You know, Bryce, I need a lot of sex now and more sex with you would be great. You see? I’m a very lonely man and…