The earthquake and its aftershocks
It was a dream for me to be in bed with Robert Murphy. At last his hot body was in contact with mine and it was the heaven of rubbing. But Robert Royce seemed still hornier than I and began running his tongue down my chest till when I swear I wasn’t expecting it now, he gulped down my cock again and started a new blowjob.
-I’m your lover now, Royce, and I will show you.
-I could never dream of having such a hot lover, dad, and it is so obvious that you like sex with me that of course now my dick is yours.
-Not only your lover -he told me now never neglecting a single inch of my cock skin, slowly up till he reached my glans and there he remained as he kept on talking-, it’s not enough. I’m sure by now what you’d like is becoming your father’s boyfriend -in that moment I discovered that a dick can also be masturbated by a tongue. At least, the motions he was doing with it now were as if he was sucking my cock and masturbating it at the same time-, but I’d also like to become your boyfriend, so sure I am that I’ve never had a partner till today nor could I ever find someone sexier than you -he finished being my dick deep in his mouth then.
But I had to erupt just then and I saw his eager face swallowing every drop with greed.
-Then boyfriends we are, Robert, and of course now it will be me.
I changed position to be level with the sexiest of dicks and convey him the greatest of funs again. I don’t know whether in recent years my father had had anybody who gave him blowjobs but he’d just taken me as his boyfriend, so now I should drive him crazy, so that was the night when I thought I was a beginner in blowjobs and had to learn how to use a tongue. But of course the fun I was giving him was turning delirium till ten minutes later his dick flooded my mouth one more time.
-I love you now, Royce, it’s true.
But I saw him shattered nevertheless.
-I fell in love with you this morning, Robert -I had to reassure him-, don’t cry, my love, we’re one now.
-Then fuck me, Royce.
I would have been in a state of bewilderment having just heard my father asking me to fuck him if it were not that I saw in his eyes that he was determined to go much deeper with me cause he loved me, so I had to do it, and kissing him with passion first and in a position where I could see Robert’s beautiful eyes, wanting to know what they showed me, I finally drove my cock into that glorious ass.
It could be hurting him, but if so, I never saw pain in his eyes, only desire that I took this step still further and I really was for minutes carrying fire to his wonderful ass, to his whole body for I saw how he writhed in utter fun soon and started moaning, thanking me and saying out loud how much he loved me.
I had been fucking Robert for just three minutes and I could have gone on still much longer when suddenly the room started to tremble. It was such a start that my dick also started to tremble and I came in such long torrents that it seemed lava into Robert’s ass but still I had more semen to spill as if it were the aftershocks.
-It’s an earthquake, Royce, let’s get out.
I will always remember the greatest orgasm of my life was that night, caused by that unexpected earthquake when I was fucking my father. But now we had to be fast. It was a hot night but even so, we managed to put on our trousers. We couldn’t get out of our house buck naked. Only trousers, no briefs, and slippers and finally we were in one of the town’s squares, very close to our house.
The next day we were informed that it had been a magnitude of 6.2 in the Richter scale.
The town square was crowded, about 80 neighbours, but it was large enough for so many people to gather. I saw in their faces that they were still startled. Even so, we began to speak.
It was hard not to show the love Robert and I felt for each other but we managed to conceal our feelings. The owner of a bar in the square opened the bar just to tell the neighbours that tonight we could get some water bottles for free and many of us went inside the bar for a moment.
Soon at about two in the morning there was the first aftershock and all neighbours’ faces showed fear. Later at home when we finally dared enter, we saw there were no more damages that some lost glasses and plates that had fallen from a kitchen shelf.
The night was long and as we could, we started to chat with people around, many of them also shirtless because of the hot night. There were two more aftershocks, the last one about seven a.m.
But after a sleepless night my father and I risked entering home at last, got dressed and went to work.
