Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and contains incestuous sexual relations between father and son, as well as between brothers. All characters are fictional and are over the age of 18. Please do not read this text if you disapprove this type of content, or if you are a minor.
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To be honest, that wasn't the first time one of my sons had suddenly emerged in my fantasies when jerking off. Sometimes I would end up watching incest themed porn (twisted, I know) and the son's or younger brother's face would somehow resemble one of my son's face more and more until I finally came and realised my imagination had taken me for a ride. But I always felt guilty and repusled by myself afterwards. I knew it wasn't natural, and I always decided to repress those fantasies straight away. Did all fathers have those weird kind of lapses, or was I simply a perverted devil? I didn't like to think of myself in those terms, but I sure felt that way sometimes.
The morning after, I met Albie in the hallway on my way to the kitchen to have breakfast. He was only wearing a towel. He had just had his morning shower. I was surprised to see him up this early. Very unlike him. His smooth young torso was wet, glistening in the morning sun. His small pink nipples where fully stiff. What the actual fuck! There I was again, being a total perv, admiring my son's alluring physique. I hope he hadn't noticed that I was staring at his half-naked body.
"Morning son". I tried to act natural.
Albie rolled his eyes at me, as any teenage son might do at his parent. Maybe he was in a bad mood. He wasn't a morning person, so that might explain it.
For breakfast, I had eggs and toast, with a side of news reports on the latest fertility rates in Illinois. Ominous numbers as usual. I turned off the radio and left for work.
At work, David and I exchanged playful glances all throughout the day. The same went for Brandon and me. When no one was around, he would lick his lips seductively.
This continued for months. David and I developed a strong bond in our desire for twinks. We often had our fun with Brandon, but we also teamed up to get into the pants of several young interns and co-workers in the office. On other times, we would find a boy on Grindr, and went to meet up with him after work. I learned a lot from David, and his dominant habits in sex rubbed off on me. It was freeing. I felt like I could let out my inner sexual Rob, with fewer and fewer limits for every hot fuck session we shared.
I was a complete top though, just like David, so we never did anything to each other, other than the occasional sloppy kiss over a boy's body as we spit roasted him. And we always completely ignored the boys' dicks. We met up with these boys to get off. Their role was to pleasure us, and for us to use them. What a rush!
One night, David and I were having a beer after work, and my phone buzzed. I had gotten a message on Grindr on our joint profile. David and I had created a shared profile which I only accessed when we were together. For our profile picture, we had taken a photo of the two of us in suits but open shirts, showing off our chests and stomachs. Of course, we didn't show our faces. David was a bit more beefy than I, and had more and darker body hair. We got quite a few taps and messages from cute twinks and twunks, so I guess our profile picture, coupled with our profile text, attracted the kind of guys we were both into.
The message came from a profile without either photo or description. The only information was the boy's age, 19 years old, and the username "Bttm lf daddy".
"Hey! You both seem really hot. What are you up to, and what are you into?"
We replied: "Hey there kiddo. Why don't you start by sending a photo of yourself first of all?"
The boy replied with a photo of his beautiful upper body and his bulge in tight bright blue boxer briefs. He was slim with some definition. Really hot!
"Looking good young man! Damn! We are having a beer. U? We're looking for young guys, 18-27, sub bottoms who can take two big daddy dicks. Interested?"
"Thanks! Cool, I'm just chillin at home. Sounds fucking hot! But I've never been with a guy before, doesn't sound like beginner level shit tbh."
"Hey, don't worry. We'll go easy on you boy. We can be nice too!". We decided to answer in the only way possible, but we were both questioning the veracity of the answer. I had never seen David be nice and understanding during a hookup, but who knows?
"Okay, maybe.. Btw, I'm really into incest fantasies. I would really like it if you could call me son or something."
David and I looked at each other, waiting to see how the other would react. I took a sip of my beer and said "No problem for me, really.". David looked relieved. There was a spark in his eyes, and he said "Cool! I actually have had some fantasies like that. Would be cool to try it out."
I was glad to find out there was no taboo about man-on-man incest roleplay with David. At least he was curious, that much I knew. But what about real incest fantasies? I wondered if he ever looked twice when his only son Josh got changed or took a swim. Maybe I wasn't as perverted as I thought, or I just happened to be friends with an equally dirty old man as myself.
"Sure, son. We'll be your dad and uncle, if you're into that."
I started groping my dick while waiting for a response from the boy. I wasn't too worried anyone at the bar would see. It was really freeing and nice to be able to talk about sex and admit to hard on with a friend. David glanced down on my crotch and gave me a playful and approving look.
David forcefully took my phone from my grip, and started typing.
"Have you ever had real incest experiences?"
"No, sadly no. I'm really horny for my old man, but he's as straight as they come. No way would he wanna get with me... But I keep dreaming and enjoying the view when I'm with him."
My cock was rock hard from reading that. David had started fondling his dick too. He almost looked like he was in a trance. I guess this was really his type of kink.
I took back my phone and wrote.
"Now, son, send us a fully nude picture. No objections allowed! Here are our dicks for inspiration!"
We sent a picture we usually sent to boys. It was taken from the POV of a bottom on their knees looking up, seeing our two big hard dicks and large pendulous balls over their face. Honestly, that photo even got me a bit turned on everytime I saw it.
"Oh, he answered!", David exclaimed.
Fuck, this boy was hot! The photo showed the boy, sitting in a computer chair, in the nude. His one leg was resting on the arm rest, displaying his hard dick and his dark teen bush. You could only get a glimpse of his boy pussy in his hairy slit, but you could just tell it would be heaven.
David swiftly took the phone to get a closer look. That horny pervert. He was studying the photo closely, in an almost investigative way. He suddenly had a worried expression in his face, and gasped.
"What's up Dave? Too hot to handle?", I asked him.
"No, no. I just feel a bit queasy... Maybe the beer.", he said, still looking at the photo.
"Do you want a glass of water?", I said, getting up to fetch one at the bar.
"No, thanks buddy. I think it's time I got home and had a lie down.", he said acting a bit more cheery.
"Okay. I mean, if you're not feeling well, you should go home. I'll give you a lift.", I said, wondering how this "quesy" feeling just sprung up from nowhere.
"I guess, I'll play the dad tonight. Mr. Uncle could join in another time?", I said, pointing to the phone lying on the table in front of us. I sat down again.
"What, man? You're gonna take that virgin's ass without me. No, let me just message him and say we're busy tonight.", he whispered, reaching for the phone. No one in the pub was close enough to hear our dirty conversation.
"Come on, Dave. I'm so horny now. He's hot!", I said in a gloomy voice, "But sure, I get it. Maybe I could find someone else.", I said. We were getting twink action so often now, I had a hard time accepting I might not be getting any tonight.
"Thanks bud. That's a true friend right there.", he said with a smile.
In the car, David seemed very distracted. I kept talking about our latest conquests and how hot it had been fucking them. He was looking out the window, and just said "Huh, yeah.".
He got out of the car and hurried inside. I hoped he would feel better soon. Real soon.
On my way from David's home, to mine, I was still horny for some action. I put my hand inside my pants and felt my warm, thick dick, and a big pool of precum on my inner thigh. That boy from Grindr was hot, but what really turned me on at the bar was the topic of incest. The boy was turned on by his own dad, at least I think from what he had said. So there were sons who were horny for their actual fathers. The thought of that put a big grin on my face. Could it be? Wait, what was I even thinking? My sons were straight, as far as I knew. The odds of any of them being both gay/bi and into incest play were astronomical.
I arrived and parked the car. Once in the house, Albie was in his room, door closed. I could hear the clicking noises from his computer. He was gaming, I assumed. I went to my room. I needed release, now. I got undressed and got on my bed. I took up my phone and read through the conversation with that boy, again. Lucky we were using my phone to access Grindr. His words got me so excited.
"I'm really horny for my old man"
"I keep dreaming and enjoying the view when I'm with him."
I imagined the young guy would spy on his dad. Maybe he looked at him when he was taking showers? He was probably looking at his dad's cock with a deep hunger in his entire body to be able to touch it, to taste it. His own dad's big man dick. He needed it, and he needed his dad's man sauce.
I was jeking it rapidly and started moaning quietly.
The door opened. My face turned to the opened door so quickly it felt like I could have almost broken my neck.
Albies face was in the opening. He was chocked while he looked at the scene. His dad was on the bed, naked, with his hard dick in his hand.
"What the fuck! I'm sorry dad.", he said, and closed the door shut.
I resumed my dirty activity. For some reason I felt no shame from what had happened. It only fuelled my fantasies. I imagined Albie would have stayed to watch, or even entered to join me.
His pretty pink lips went for my cock. They enevelopped the head, and his tongue circled it. He needed to taste his dad's big cock. Then he looked up at me, and gave me a passionate kiss.
"Shit! Ohhh! Albie!"
I came! It was so intense, I couldn't hold back a big moan, and worse yet, I could hear my words echo. I had called out his name!
I quickly covered up. The sheet would be soaked in cum, but I had to prepare for if he would have heard.
A gentle knock on the door.
"Yeah, come on in son." I could still hear the orgasm in my voice. Shit, I needed to act chill.
Albie got in, and leaned on the wall right next to the door. The boy of my most recent fantasies was right there, almost close enough to touch.
"I just wanted to say sorry. I never meant for you to see that." I was so nervous. Could he feel the scent of the cum?
"No dad, it's alright. I should've knocked.", he said. He could barely look me in the eyes.
"Listen. It's all natural, right? I'm sure you do it too. There's no shame."
"Sure."
"I mean, it's nice to get some release once in a while. Since mom left..."
"God dad! I don't need to picture the two of you. What I saw was enough."
"Fair. Didn't mean to make it weird. I just meant it gets lonely sometimes as a single dad. So do you?"
"What?"
"You also jerk off, right?" Even after having come just now, I was horny, and couldn't resist knowing more and imagine my son jerking off his boy cock.
"Of course, like all guys. I'm leaving now. This is too weird."
He left the room. I don't know why, but I was happy what happened happened. Could it be the start of something?...
