Connor:
The morning sun crept into the room, altering me to the start of the new day. I felt the rise and fall of dad’s strong barrel chest with each steady breath he took as my head lay on him. Last night was everything, and anything I could have wanted. As his cock filled me, he completed me. I felt whole with him, something I never felt before. I loved my dad as my father, but we were forming a different dynamic now. One that was uncharted and that I heavily craved.
I could feel my hole, sore from the pounding and stretching of dad’s massive tool. I could feel it wet and sticky, some of his thick load had leaked out of me as we slept. I looked down, taking in the site of his thick organ between his thighs. He wasn’t hard, but also not soft, just full and pure man.
Dad began to stir from the morning sun shining through the window on us.
“Mmmh, morning sport.” He said with a groggy smile, rubbing my shoulder.
“Morning dad” I said nuzzling up to him. We layed in our embrace, allowing our minds to wake, and enjoying the warmth of each others body.
“So, feel like new man?” He asked me with that goofy grin.
“Something like that.” I told him, making us both laugh. He rolled on top of me, pinning me down in a similar position to how he had fucked me the night prior. His full dad cock, laying against my tiny boy dick.
“You are one special boy. I don’t know how I got lucky enough to have you as a son.” He said.
“I got lucky having you as my dad. We got lucky having each other.” I told him, causing him to smile.
That morning was completely sensual as we embraced each other, cuddling close together in bed. I think we were both still worn out from the night prior and trying to navigate these fresh feelings, so we didn’t have sex again.
Looking back on that morning, I wish we had though. The following day, mom returned from her work trip, snapping life back to reality. The new bond dad and I had was shelved, even though our tension lingered. As the days went on, that itch I felt inside me was back and stronger now. I needed him to scratch it and fill me again. It was as if all I could focus on was his bulge when he was around.
“Sweetie, you okay? You seem off.” My mom asked me one night while the three of us ate dinner. Dad looked at me, a concerned, caring look on his face. I could see words he wanted to say but couldn’t, behind those deep brown eyes.
“Yeah, I’m good, mom. Just thinking about swim.” I responded.
“You always do sweetie.” She said with a smile. It wasn’t that my mom wasn’t a good mom, she always provided for me, and put food on the table. She just wasn’t a very maternal mother. She was a career driven woman, and successful. I’d always known and came to accept that at a young age.
“How about you, hun? Good day at work?” She asked dad who was still looking at me.
“Yeah Mare,” he said, her name was Mary. “Job sites just getting busy trying to make deadlines.” He said.
She didn’t seem to care as she started talking about her job and the deadlines she had. After dinner I went upstairs to do some homework. I always had a love hate relationship with math. If I was actually solving for something it clicked, but if it was just empty numbers, I’d struggle. I heard a knock at my door as dad peeked his head in.
“Hey sport. Can I come in?” He asked.
“Yeah, what’s up dad?” I asked as he closed the door behind him and walked over to me. I couldn’t help but gaze at that big bulge in his jeans.
“Just wanted to check on you. Haven’t seen you in a while.” He said.
“I know, I’ve missed you, dad.” I said giving him that look. I reached out my hand and let it caress, his soft dick behind his jeans. “Really, really missed you.” I added. I felt his cock react to my touch.
“Shit, I’ve missed that too, sport.” He said as his hand cupped my chin. “I can’t wait for the next work trip.” He said with a wink.
“Cmon dad, I don’t think she’d even notice. She’s too focused on work to care.” I told him. Trying to undo the button of his jeans, but he pushed my hand away.
“We can’t, it’s way too risky. Could you imagine what would happen if she found out. If anyone found out.” He told me as he sat on my bed next to me. The same bed that he’d taken my virginity in just days prior. His hand rubbing up and down my back. As much as I hated it, I understood his concern.
The days went on and it seemed as though he and I couldn’t get any alone time. Even at the gym we couldn’t share our showers since they were doing construction on the locker room. Being around him and seeing that big bulge and his hulking body, while not being able to touch him, drove me wild. He was like a drug I was addicted to, and I was going through withdrawal.
A few nights later, we were all watching tv together. Mom was sprawled out on the loveseat, working on her computer as she watched. Dad and I shared the couch, his arm wrapped around my shoulder which was the most intimate thing we shared in weeks. Just him touching me, had my little dick hard as a rock. I couldn’t help my self as I let my hand on his thigh move further inward, grasping at his big soft bulge.
He clearly was taken off guard, but allowed it to happen. I knew he wanted me just as bad as I wanted him. I could feel his cock grown in his jeans as I played with him. His big dick growing longer and thicker, pushing down his thigh. I could see the print his flared cockhead put in the fabric of his jeans as I gently stroked him through them.
I saw him bite his lip as I squeezed and stroked, neither of us focused on the movie. I lay down on the couch, resting my head on his lap, and inevitably his cock. Gently, I started kissing at his clothed tool that I missed so much. He was watching me intently as I did. I wanted him bad.
The show we were watching came to an end, and mom snapped her laptop shut, alerting us back to reality. “Allright sweetie, time for night time.” She said in a cheery yet belittling tone. I hated when she talked to me like that. Like I was still a toddler. Dad patted my head as I got up. He leaned forward as to hide the monster that was showing in his pants.
“Night guys.” I said as I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. Over the water I could hear them argue softly. Nothing crazy, but it sounded like dad was coming to my defense on how she talked to me.
“And Jesus Jeff, get ahold of yourself. No one wants to see that monstrous thing.” She said scolding dad, he still must’ve been somewhat hard. I chuckled to myself as I entered my room.
That night I couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning in bed. I was restless and horny. My hard little dick was throbbing. I could’ve jerked off, but I was past that doing the trick, especially after being so close to him today. I was longing for his taste. Having to pee I went to use the bathroom. On the way back to my room, I decided to take a detour.
The house was dark and quiet, only the sounds of my pounding heart and my parents breathing could be heard as I cracked open the door and peered inside. To my delight, dad was sleeping on his side and facing out. The covers barely on him as his huge cock filled out the pouch of the briefs that struggles to contain him. Mom must’ve made him wear them.
I couldn’t help myself as I crawled into their room, my face inches from his manhood that I so desperately desired. I could see where his fat cock head rested inside, leaning in and kissing at it. The smell of his masculine musk, heavy and intoxicating. Licking at his fabric clad underwear, I felt him grow as he slept.
As his cock grew, his waistband of his underwear pushed out away from his body. I gently pulled them down, his cock freed and slapped my face as it did. Greedily, I started kissing that big beautiful mushroom before opening wide and sucking him in. It was reminding me of how much I missed the feeling of his cock pulsing on my tongue, the taste of his manliness, and the power I felt from him.
I was eager, diving in, bobbing on his cock. My throat stretched the deeper I went. I could hear his soft moans as he slept and I sucked. The room filled with the wet sounds of the blowjob I was giving him, it was tough to stay quiet. My own little dick was soaking my underwear from the amount of precum I was leaking. It had been too long for this connection.
As I sucked more, I grabbed at his big, heavy sack. I could tell his balls were full, and I would be getting quite the treat soon. The feeling of having eyes on me suddenly hit, as I looked up, I couldn’t see dad was awake and staring at me. It was too dark to see his expression, but I took the fact that he didn’t stop me a sign.
I was playing with my little dick in my underwear as I worked his cock. The fact that mom was in the same room and had no idea was on another level of the erotic situation. I could feel dad’s breathing getting short, as his nuts began tightening in my hand. His cock was hard as a rock and throbbing. I knew he was close.
I pushed deep, getting him as deep in my throat as I could. At the same time, I felt my own dick over stimulated from my touching and the situation as I started cumming in my underwear. I was moaning hard around his cock lodged in my throat, which was luckily muffling me. That alone must’ve set dad off as I felt his cock throb and start firing his load down my throat. He’d been pent up, so it seemed like he was shooting with a rapid fire.
Afraid I was going to choke on his thick cum or cough, I pulled off as he continued blasting on my face. I opened up to catch what I could as I stroked him off. His body was shaking and he bit down on his pillow as he tried not to moan or grunt. It was so hot trying not to get caught. As his cum began to trickle, I leaned in, sucking him clean. I gave that sensitive spot under his cock head a quick kiss, before I tucked his spent cock under his waist band and crawled out of the room.
Back in my room, I stripped off my cum soaked underwear and lay on my bed, scoping the thick globs of cum off my face and eating them. Savoring the flavor I had been craving. Shortly after, I passed out in my bed, spent from the overdue sexual encounter.
The next morning I woke up and grabbed a quick shower to wash away the crust of the night prior. After getting dressed and ready for the day I walked downstairs to see my parents drinking their coffee.
“Morning sweetie!” My mom said as she worked at her lap top. For some reason, dad wouldn’t even acknowledge me. I grabbed a cup of coffee, and a protein shake, joining them at the table. I eyed dad, but he still wouldn’t look at me, just staring out the window. Suddenly, mom spilled a little coffee on her white blouse.
“Damnit, I have a big meeting today too. Be right back, I gotta go change.” She said as she left us in our awkward silence.
“So, sleep good?” I asked with a knowing smirk, breaking the silence. He finally looked at me. His powerful brown eyes full of dominance, but now also with anger. It was rare to see him worked up like this and I was nervous now.
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” He hissed at me quietly, taking me back. The smile quickly vanished from my face. “What you did last night was dumb, and reckless. Do you know what would have happened if we got caught?” He said fuming.
“We didn’t though, dad! It’s not like you tried stopping me, so you couldn’t have been that nervous.” I retorted back.
“You are way too reckless, Connor. If we get caught, game over. Our lives would be ruined. I’d have to go away, and what ever this is, is done.” He snapped.
“Dad, I’m sorry. I don’t want that.” I said apologetically, I could feel my eyes tearing up as I fought them back.
“You’re acting like a selfish brat. I raised you better.” He said as he sat back down. I felt a warm tear run down my cheek as I stood up leaving the table. I heard mom come back down, to self involved in herself to notice anything was going on.
I arrived in the school parking lot and broke down crying before the first period bell. I could see where dad was coming from. It was stupid and reckless. But I couldn’t help how much I craved him. I wiped my tears and straightened myself out before heading in.
The day was long, and I couldn’t help but feel erratic and emotional. Austin could tell something was up, trying to get me to talk, but I couldn’t. After swim, I texted mom saying I was going over to Austin’s to work on a school project. That was a lie. I just didn’t want to be home. I drove to the rivers outlet where it reaches the lake in town. I sat on the hood of my car, watching the ships in the port unloading as the sun went down.
I felt numb to everything, empty. Looking back, he was right. It was dumb and reckless. How could I have been so stupid? My phone buzzed in my pocket and my heart skipped a beat seeing dad’s name on my phone.
“I know you’re not at Austin’s . I shouldn’t have lost my cool this morning. Please be safe. Let’s talk when you get back.” He texted.
I let another tear run down my cheek, but in relief. Hopefully, dad could forgive me.
Jeff:
As soon as I got to work, I regretted the words I said to Connor. I’d let my nerves get the best of me and lost it on him, and he didn’t deserve that. There were just so many unknowns and complications in this new relationship we were forming. I had a plan to talk things out with him when I got home from work.
As I walked in, Mary was already home and working at the dining table. “Hi hun, it’s just us for dinner. Connors over at Austin’s.” She told me, causing my heart to sink a bit. I had a gut feeling he wasn’t after the interaction we had. I knew my boy well.
“Thanks for letting me know. I’ll be in the garage, I’ve gotta get some tools for tomorrow.” I told her and she just gave me a wave.
When I got in the garage I pulled out my phone and gave Steve a call to confirm my suspicion.
“Hey, Jeff, what’s up bud?” Steve asked cheerfully.
“Hey man! Is uh, Connor over at your place by chance?” I asked
“No, he’s not. Everything okay?” He asked.
“Eh, long story but I over reacted and lost my shit on him this morning. He’s avoiding me, probably as deserved.” I said as I felt that nervous, uncomfortable feeling in my gut. I rubbed my hand through my bearded chin for some comfort.
“We can’t be perfect man. Connor’s a good kid, you raised him right. He’ll understand.” He responded
“Thanks Steve. Let’s grab drinks soon and catch up.” I told him.
“Sounds good buddy. Keep me in the loop if you need anything.” He said before we hung up. I felt my hands shake, worried about my boy. I’d hope I didn’t royally fuck up.
Connor had a point, we didn’t get caught. And Mary was a fairly heavy sleeper anyhow. I’d just been so anxious about everything. I quickly shot Connor a text to ease my mind and let him know we should talk it out. Then headed back into the kitchen.
Mary and I sat at the table eating in silence, she was focused on something with her phone. As the sound of forks scraping the plates, it reminded me of the lost connection we had. Or if we ever had one to begin with? I’d always thought she was the one growing up, but I never felt that reciprocated to me. Then when she graduated college and entered the corporate lifestyle, anything we had was replaced.
“How, uh, how was your day?” I asked her.
“Pretty good, except I have to put up with Brenda being out on my team. She has way too much on her plate to be under me.” She said.
“Well, I’m sure you’ll get her up to speed.” I told her.
“Doubtful, she’ll be too busy with her baby any way. But, Jack hinted that by the end of the year, I might be looking at a VP role!” She said giddy.
“Wow, congratulations!” I told her. “That’s huge.”
“Yeah, plus Chicago is such a beautiful city, and the company pays for relocation.” She said all smiles.
“Woah woah woah, relocation? Chicago?What about our life here, what about my construction business?” I asked her.
“Oh cmon, it’s just construction. Not like you can’t do it somewhere else.” She said brushing it off.
“What about Connor, and his plans for college? He was going to go downstate. We can’t just leave him.” I told her.
“He’s an adult now, he’ll figure it out.” She said giving me an annoyed look. “This is a good thing, Jeff.” She added frustrated.
“I know, and I know you’ve worked hard it. But, I’m not certain I’m on board with it. Not when I have my clientele, employees and set up here. And with Connor, what if he needs us, or wanted to come home?” I asked.
“Guess we’ll figure that one out when the time comes then. I’m not throwing this away.” She said getting up and leaving the table. I was reminded how empty our marriage had been. Any spark we used to have was diminished. I hadn’t been heard or felt loved in some time. At least not from her. I felt that reminder of my intimacy and budding relationship with Connor. How he made me feel, and the admiration he had for me. The more I thought about it, the more I craved it. The more I craved him.
After cleaning the dishes I checked my phone. Still no response from Connor. I was worried, but knew he needed his space. I showered and got ready for the night. With a towel around my waist I entered our room to find Mary already asleep. I gave a sigh as I swapped my towel for a robe. To kill time, I prepared some of my stuff for the following day, awaited for Connor’s return. I refused to go to bed without talking to him.
Finally, I heard the purr of his car pulling in the driveway. My heart pounded as the front door closed and he tried sneaking in unannounced. I heard him washing his face and preparing for the night in the bathroom before he headed to his room, closing the door. The house was dark so he probably assumed we were asleep.
I stepped out my room, the floor creaking slightly with each step of my heavy feet. My heart was pounding, as I carefully opened the door and peered inside. His room was illuminated by the moon light coming in from his window. His smooth nude backside was to me as he lay in bed. Slowly I entered his room, closing the door behind me.
Connor:
I heard his heavy footsteps as he entered my room. Part of me was relieved dad was still up, part of me dreaded what was to come. I wasn’t sure where dad’s mind was at, and with how emotional he was today, there was no telling what to expect.
“You up sport?” I heard him say as he reached my bed.
“Yeah.” I said scooting over so he could lay with me. I felt the indentation of his weight and then heard the sound of his muscular body on my bed as he lay behind me. He pulled me against him in a spooning position, cuddling me close. I felt the soft fabric of his robe against my bare body. His strong powerful muscles underneath.
We lay in silence for sometime. I could feel his heart beating, nearly as hard as my own was. As if they were in unison together.
“I’m so sorry, Connor. I had no right yelling at you the way I did this morning. That wasn’t fair to you.” He said to me, as his arms wrapped tightly around me. “I’m just, I’m so afraid of loosing you. You are the single most important thing in my life and I have no idea where this is going, but, I know I can’t loose you. The thought of being taken away from you scares me, and I don’t want your life to be ruined either.” He told me. A tear of joy ran down my cheek as he spoke.
“Dad, I don’t want to loose you either.” I said turning my head to look at him. “You’re my world, dad. I’m nothing without you. That’s why I struggled to stay away, and couldn’t handle it last night. I need you, in so many ways. I know it was dumb and reckless, but no matter what, I can’t help but want it more. That’s the nature of doing something we shouldn’t. As much as it’s forbidden, I’ve never felt such a yearning for it.” I told him, nuzzling into him.
“Boy, I don’t think you realize how hard it’s been for me either. I’ve been wanting you so bad. I’ve never felt the way I do when I’m with you, when I’m inside you.” He said, as he kissed the back of my neck. I could feel his cock growing behind his robe.
“I need you dad, in a way you don’t know. When you’re inside me, I feel complete.” I told him. My own little dick was hard now too.
“Shit, sport. I can’t fight this.” He said.
“Then don’t, dad.” I said as I parted his robe exposing his hairy muscular body. His big cock jutting away from his body. l climbed over, grabbing the lube from the other night and handing it to him.
“Fuck, you want this boy?” He said, a lustful hunger in his voice. He slathered lube all over his mighty shaft as it glistened in the moon light. His rough fingers then massaging lube on and into my hole as I let out a soft moan.
“Take me dad, I need it.” I said passionately. I felt him get right up behind me. The heat of his breath on my neck and his muscular hairy body against my smooth frame. His huge cock head found my entrance like a missile acquiring a target. His powerful arms wrapped around me as I felt him push inside of me as we spooned.
My eyes rolled into the back of my as my body started shuddering from the pain. His cock felt like it was splitting me in half as he pushed in, but I knew it’d be worth it. I started to wince and whimper the more he pushed in. Dad’s hand clamped around my mouth to keep me quiet.
“I’m sorry sport. You’re doing so good. We just gotta be quiet.” He said softly, as he pushed on. Finally I felt him bottom out inside me. My insides rearranging around his massive dick. We lay like that for sometime, as he let me adjust. It wasn’t as bad as my first time, even without the foreplay. My body seemed to accept him quicker.
His hand unclamped my mouth as it wrapped around my chest. His other hand fell lower down my abs till he found my little dick that was full but had gone soft. He cupped me in his hand as I felt his cock start thrusting out of me, then pushing back in.
“Mmmh, that feel good, sport?” He asked in a grunted whisper.
“Yes dad. So fucking good.” I whimpered back, as he slowly picked up pace, but kept it in check to not get too loud. I felt his grip slightly tighten and release around my privates still in his hand. I felt one of his other finger tickle my taint somewhat as I raised my leg to give him better access.
“You like when I rub your clit while I fuck you?” He teased, which drove me mad.
“Yes dad, it’s so fucking good.” I whimpered. I could feel myself stiffening up in his hand. His big dick filling me so good, making me feel that complete sensation I desired.
“God damn your tight boy. It’s so fucking good.” He grunted behind me as he picked up force. His hand let go of dick as he held me tighter. The bed began creaking and slapping sound filled my room. He didn’t care and didn’t seem to stop. Any annotations he had seemed to vanish. With each thrust my little dick and balls jiggled and bounced. That itch that was inside me finally getting scratched. I bit my pillow as to not scream out in bliss.
He was relentless as he pounded into me in our spooning position. His right hands ran up and down my toned smooth body, driving me wild. He was kissing my neck and shoulder so tenderly, as he abused my hole.
“Ahh dad, you’re so big!” I whimpered out.
“Yeah, tell me how big I am son. Tell your dad how much you like this dick.” He grunted.
“It feels so fucking good dad. Fuck, you’re stretching me to my limits. I’m so full from your cock.” I groaned out. I was working up quite a sweat from the brutal pounding.
“Fuck yeah. You handle my big dick so well son. I know you love it. Feeing the tool that made you stretching you to the max.” He whispered in my ear. It was all too much as I felt that intensity inside me. Like dad found a button inside me and he just kept pounding his dick into it.
“Ahhh dad!” I cried out. He quickly clamped my mouth shut as I started moaning uncontrollably. My little dick started ejaculating all over me and my bed with each thrust of his cock. I could feel my hole and insides contracting against his girth. The sensation of cumming hands free was incredible and unmatched, so much more intense then getting off from playing with my dick.
“Oh fuck. I love making you squirt. Fuck! I’m gonna blow too!” He groaned in a loud whisper as I felt his cock throb hard inside me. He thrusted as deep as he could as I felt him start blowing his load deep in my guts. With each smaller thrust, I felt him fill me more and more. I could feel his legs tremble from the intensity of it all.
We lay there panting together, coming down from the intense sexual high. His cock still balls deep inside my well seeded hole. It was truly amazing how much cum his balls produced. My spent little dick lay against me as dad and I shared our embrace.
“Fuck, I needed that so bad.” He said catching his breath. “I needed you, boy.” He added.
“That was so fucking good, dad. You pumped so much cum in me.” I told him.
“You deserve it, sport. Such a good ass.” He said giving the back of my neck a kiss and patting my ass cheek. He slowly started pulling out of me. I could feel my insides moving back to where they were and exactly where his big cock head was as it moved through me. His cum filled my cavity where his cock was, and with a final pull, he was out. I felt a ton of cum ooze out of my seeded hole too. With no control, my loose hole queefed loud, a load of his thick cum spitting from my stretched sphincter.
“Shit, I’m leaking.” I said which made us both chuckle.
“I’m sure you’ll be leaking for a while, too.” He said, hugging me before getting out of the bed. I turned around as I saw him peak his head out the door to check the hallway, then close it. “She’s still sleeping.” He said back with a smile, walking back. His cock leading the way - spent, in a sheen of cum, and still somewhat hard.
“Good.” Was all I said. As he reached my bed, I couldn’t help myself as I leaned in and took his spent dick into my mouth. Dad threw his head back in unexpected bliss as I sucked his cock clean. The taste was intoxicating, his masculine cock, his cum and my own ass.
“Ahhh fuck, sport. You treat me too good.” He said with a smile looking down at me.
“Gotta worship the tool that made me.” I said with a wink as I pulled his now clean cock from my mouth. I stood up, kneeling on my bed, face to face with him. I could feel his cum dripping from my spent hole, and running down my inner thighs. I was trying everything I could to stay puckered so his load would stay inside me.
“Fuck sport,” he started with a hard sigh. He came up and embraced me in a hug, his huge cock smashing against my dick. “You mean everything to me.” He whispered in my ear as we embraced tightly.
“I know dad, I can’t imagine life without you.” I said as I squeezed him tight.
“I’ll try and keep my cool. We’ll navigate this new dynamic together.” He promised.
“I love you, dad.” I said. I wanted so desperately to kiss him, but I wasn’t sure where his mind was, or what we were. Instead I just held him tight, longing to never let go. Eventually we said good night, and he went back to his room and I lay back down in bed. I felt down at my loose hole, dripping with his thick seed, reminding me of his claim on me.
