Date: Wed, 24 Jul 2013 17:48:54 -0700
From: Micah Allen <coqkilla@hotmail.com>
Subject: At Charlie's House chapter 1

Disclaimer: This story depicts sexual acts between a father and his young
son. This story is a work of fiction. Please contact me at
coqkilla@hotmail.com, or follow me on twitter @Coqkilla. I'd love to hear
your ideas for the next chapter!

AT CHARLIE'S HOUSE
by Micah Allen

      School was out for the summer, and that meant one thing: sleepovers!
There's nothing like a summer sleepover with your best bud. True, I had
spent the occasional weekend at a friend's house throughout the school
year, but those visits were always so short! Summer sleepovers could go on
for days at a time, as my parents always found it convenient to have me
away for a few days.

	My best friend is named Charlie. We both love a lot of the same
stuff...action movies, action shows, action games...mostly video games,
though. We like to make stuff up a lot, and during the hot summer days we
like to make our own action movies outside. Charlie's dad has an older
video camera he lets us borrow, and we like to pretend we're in Call of
Duty or some similar situation. Someday we'd like to make a real movie, but
we don't have the money for special effects! We're both 13, but in a few
years we'll be old enough to actually buy good video equipment. I asked for
a digital camera for my birthday, but I didn't even get one!

	The best part about hanging at Charlie's house is that his house is
huuuge! It's way bigger than mine. Charlie's mom actually owns a very
successful construction company, and his dad, Jake, is a construction
worker. I think that's how they met. My parents think it's funny that
Charlie's mom brings in all the dough, but I don't care about that stuff. I
mean, who cares? Charlie's dad is really funny. Whenever we come inside
after playing all day, he immediately wants to watch the movie we made!
He's always talking about how awesome our movies are, and how they're
better than big budget Hollywood movies. I know he's just making us feel
better, but it feels good just the same. I can see why Charlie's mom loves
the guy, he's awesome! Like I said, their house is really big, and they
have an awesome basement with a big-screen TV where we spend time playing
Xbox and watching movies and anime. For some reason, we're not allowed to
sleep in there, though.

	One night while I was spending the night at Charlie's house, I was
having a really difficult time sleeping because of the heat. I tried
closing my eyes, but I just couldn't doze off. After a while of that, I
heard the bedroom door creak open. "Charlie," a voice whispered
out. Charlie's bed shook slightly as he hopped out of bed and tip toed
toward the door. "Ryan sleeping, I take it?" I heard the voice ask before
the two disappeared down the hallway. It was really weird! It must have
been Charlie's dad, but where would they be going this late at night?

	I didn't want to miss anything cool or interesting, so I hopped out
of bed too. I tip toed out of the room, and down the stairs into the living
room. The open living area was illuminated by a dim light creeping in from
the kitchen, but I couldn't see Charlie or his dad anywhere. I figured they
must have gone into the basement. Late night video games, maybe? I wouldn't
put it past those guys, but I felt a bit sad at the prospect of being left
out.

	I quietly opened the door to the basement, thankful that it didn't
make a sound. I crept down to the top of the stairs, and looked into the
area. I couldn't see them, once again. The lights down here were off
completely, but I could see light shining from the bathroom door, which was
slightly open. Careful not to make a sound, I approached the
bathroom. Inside I could see Charlie and his father, and they were talking
quietly.  It took a few seconds for my ears to adjust to their
volume. Charlie seemed upset about something, and I could see tears welled
up in his eyes.

	"It's okay, buddy," I heard Charlie's dad say. He was rubbing
Charlie's back. "I'm not gonna tell mom. This is just between us men."

	"But dad I-" Charlie started before being cut off.

	"Don't worry about it buddy! All boys do it. You just have to be
careful. I mean, what would your mother have thought if she'd found that
porn on the computer? She might have thought it was me looking at it, and
that would have been bad for all of us," his dad said sternly. So Charlie
was looking at porn! I was gonna have to ask him about that. "Charlie, I
don't mind you looking at that stuff, but I'm gonna show you how to hide it
next time, okay?"

	"Thanks dad," Charlie said quietly. "I'll be careful next time." I
thought their little pep talk was gonna end, and not wanting to be caught I
prepared to go back upstairs.

	All of a sudden, I saw Charlie take off his shirt, leaving him in
just his tighty whities. Charlie's dad, already shirtless, yanked his own
shorts down. I was getting so confused – were they about to shower
together or something? I could see a huge lump in Charlie's dad's boxers.
He sat down on top of the toilet seat, and Charlie kneeled down on the
floor in front of him.

	I watched fully intrigued as Charlie's hands went to his dad's
crotch area. Charlie's dad stared intently at his son as Charlie rubbed his
bulge. This felt so wrong! Was Charlie's dad a pervert? I considered
running to tell someone, but I was frozen. "Sniff it," Charlie's dad
ordered. Charlie began inhaling his dad's crotch scent. I imagined it had
to be a strong odor, as we had all been sweating in this summer heat. I
knew what my own dick smelled like after sweating all day, so I had to
wonder.

      My eyes widened as Charlie fished his dad's dick out of his boxers.
His thing was huge! Easily the biggest I'd ever seen, though I hadn't seen
too many to be honest. "Kiss it," he said this time. Charlie kissed it at
its base, then gave it little kisses all the way to the tip before taking
about half of it into his mouth. I saw Charlie struggle to take it all in
as his mouth just wasn't wide enough for it. I briefly wondered if I could
fit it all in my own mouth, though I quickly brushed that thought aside.
"Go up and down on it," Charlie's dad said. Charlie began to bob his head
up and down, trying to keep it all in. Apparently he was not doing it well
enough, so Charlie's dad grabbed the back of his head and forced it further
onto his cock. Charlie choked slightly but seemed to get the hang of it. He
started to suck on it a bit faster, going up and down like his dad told
him. I saw his dad firmly grip the top of his head, letting out a low moan
as his son sucked on his big cock. I saw his tightly muscled arms and chest
flex as he enjoyed his son's mouth. I noticed that Charlie's dad was waaay
more in shape than my own dad!

      Charlie's dad stood up slightly from the toilet and, gripping his
son's head, began pumping his dick into his son's mouth. "Watch the teeth,"
he said rather loudly. "There we go, oh yeah baby," he moaned as he started
pumping faster into Charlie's mouth. Charlie was whimpering a bit,
obviously uncomfortable with his dad's ferocious pace. "I'm almost there
buddy," his dad assured him. He began moaning louder as he fucked
him. Charlie's eyes were watering.

      I heard Charlie's dad let out a long moan as he suddenly slowed his
speed. "Ohhhhh, swallow it," he hissed. I saw Charlie try to yank his head
away from his dad's dick, but his dad held him tightly. "Swallow my load
buddy, you gotta swallow it," he said. He moaned loudly again, and I could
tell he was blowing his load inside my best friend's mouth. Charlie tried
his best to drink it all down, but he choked a bit and pulled away again.
This time his dad let him pull away slightly, and I saw a few gobs of cum
splash out onto Charlie's face. I had recently started discovered cumming
myself, but mine never looked like that!

      "Thanks buddy," Charlie's dad said quietly. Charlie remained kneeled
as his dad stood and pulled up his shorts. "You tired kiddo?"

	"Yeah dad," Charlie said casually. It was almost four in the
morning, and we'd been roughhousing all day.

	"Okay, better get back to bed then," his dad said.

      Charlie's dad watched as Charlie reached for his basketball shorts.
When Charlie bent down, I saw his dad slip his hand down the back of his
tight white briefs, making Charlie shudder a little. Charlie looked up at
his father pleadingly, which made his dad chuckle a bit. "It's okay son,
we're done for the night. Just had to feel." Charlie gave a sigh of relief,
which made his dad chuckle again.

      I quickly tip toed back up the stairs and back to Charlie's room,
where I hid beneath the covers. I was honestly in shock about everything I
had just seen. I pretended to be asleep when Charlie came into the room a
few minutes later and crawled into bed. I wanted to say something, but I
couldn't find the words. Instead, I rubbed the front of my own briefs,
which were tenting badly. I was so horny, but I felt too guilty to beat
off, especially with my friend in the room. Unsure of what to make of the
situation, I gently rubbed myself until I drifted off into sleep.