Date: Thu, 3 Sep 2009 09:48:06 -0700 (PDT) From: eames1668 <eames1668@yahoo.com> Subject: Being a family 2 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between my characters and real people, places, or events is a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between family members. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If this story might offend you please go to another site. Hope you enjoy the story. Feel free to weigh in at eames1668@yahoo.com We took to hanging nude at home very easily and Dad stopped closing doors - his bedroom, the bathroom. It was no longer an issue to just walk in on each other. In time I got to see my Dad do a lot of things -all there was, I thought at the time - and I showed him the same in return. We'd piss in front of each other. One of us always seemed to have a boner. I watched him trim his pubes and shave his balls and he watched me do the same. At fifteen I thought I'd see it all but of course I wasn't even close. A few months after that first skinny dip I wanted to know if Dad would take me for a driving lesson as I was learning in anticipation of getting my license. My 16th birthday was coming up, so one Saturday morning I walked into Dad's room, thinking he was probably awake but not out of bed. That was true, but I was speechless when I walked in to see him in bed with the covers thrown off him and his hard naked body stretched out. His dick was also hard and he was masturbating with his eyes closed. I stood there, watching his hand slide up and down his swollen shaft. With the other he was pinching his nipple. His cockhead was slick with pre-cum. Remembering it now, it was a hot fucking site, but at the time it was just surprising. The real surprise came when he suddenly opened his eyes, realized I was watching him, but continued teasing his fat rod. "Morning Reese." he said to me, continuing to stroke himself. His voice jolted me out of my mental fog. I mumbled an apology and turned to walk out of the room. "Reese!" "What?" "Are you ok?" I turned and looked in his direction. He'd stopped manipulating himself but his rock hard meat was still standing straight upright because his hand was wrapped around it. "I'm fine. This is just a bit awkward." "I figured it was only a matter of time before one of us got caught wanking." Dad said, with a smile on his face. He started to move his hand again. "You do jerk off, don't you Reese?" "DAD!" I whined at him. "What? It's nothing to be ashamed of. All guys whack off. It's all good fun." I considered this for a few seconds and then said, "Yeah, it is fun. But I never thought about you doing it before." "Why not?" he asked me, this time a bit deeper. He also started pinching his nipple again. "I've thought about you whacking off." "You have?" "Sure. You're sexy and you've got a good size dick on you. Wondered if you were beating off regularly. I sure as fuck did when I was your age." "You did?" "Hell yeah. All the time." His stroking got a bit faster. His free hand moved to his cockhead and he rubbed the clear juice that was leaking out of it around the meaty crown. He moaned a bit. "How often do you whack?" he asked. "I dunno." I answered sheepishly. "A couple of times a week." "That's all? When I was your age I was whacking off about five times a day." he laughed. Without thinking, I blurted out "I probably would do it more but I thought you'd be mad at me. And I rush to get through it so I don't get caught." Dad stopped his dick play and looked at me. "Definitely not mad at you, Champ. Never. It's your cock to play with as much or as little as you want. And there's no need to rush a good whack. Take your time. As for being caught, well - maybe that might not be such a bad thing." He smiled at me, and his hand started sliding up and down his shaft again. "What do you mean?" "It would be hot to watch you play with yourself." Dad said, wiggling his eyebrows at me. Again, without thinking I responded. "Yeah? Like it's hot right now watching you?" "You like this?" he asked, returned his free hand to his slightly swollen nipple and started to tease it again. "Course you do. Just look at your dick." I looked down to realize that I was also fully hard, and there was a long strand of clear syrup dripping from my own cockhead to the floor. "Why not hop up here and take care of that while I finish myself off?" Dad asked in a sexy, low tone. Almost on instinct I walked over to the bed and laid down next to him, grabbing hold of my dick as my back hit the mattress and I started a rhythm on my own skin flute. "There you go." Dad sorta growled. "Feels good, don't it boy?" "Yeah." I managed, my hand sliding up and down my hard meat. This was incredible, laying here with my hot Dad, both of us openly playing with ourselves. Our cocks were both oozing pre-cum that we both recycled into lube, keeping ourselves slicked up for more manual teasing. Dad went back to pinching his left nipple with his free hand. "You like working your nips, huh Dad?" I asked. Hell, I figured, I could ask my old man anything I fucking wanted to at this point. There was nothing off limits anymore, I guessed. "Yeah, I do." he sort of moaned in response. "Always have. Sometimes I think they're hot-wired right to my crotch. They get pulled on and I fucking swear I can feel my balls churn up more cum." he laughed. "Makes my dick fatter too. Look." He stroked his thick, hard cock then pinched his tit, rolling his nipple of his hard, flat pec around between his forefinger and thumb, tugging it a bit, then running the tip of his index finger lightly over the swollen nub. I could see the shiver run over his body and his fat fucking cock did indeed pump up a bit more, with a thick glob of clear ooze seeping from his swollen piss slit, bubbling up, then rolling down the side of his meaty cock crown. He proudly showed off his massive, shiny meat to his masturbating son, opening his legs just a bit to give me a clear, unobstructed view of his fully erect fuckstick. In that moment I thought my fucking dad is fucking hot. It was my turn for a shiver to run up my own body. I raised my right hand to my own chest and started to tease my left nipple. Of course, it got hard immediately but the more I played with it, the more I started to feel the electric tickle in my own ball sac that Dad had talked about. It felt amazing, and I moaned without thinking. "Yeah! A fucking chip off the block." Dad growled when he saw my reaction to my own tit play. "Like that, Reese? Gets you hot too?" Dad surprised me by reaching over and pinching my other pec, grabbing my nip a bit harder than I expected but then gently playing and teasing it. My eyes closed automatically as I got lost in the attention. I arched my back, pushing my erect cock, which was swelling even bigger because of the fist I had wrapped around it, away from my body, my head rolling back into the pillows and groaning. "Yeah! Get into boy! Feel it!" Dad snarled, then ran his big, flat hand down the front of my body, over my thick cock and wrapped his hand around my shaved sac, cupping my hot balls in his hand. "Full of cum. I can feel it." he laughed, continuing to play with my nuts. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was so horned up, laying naked next to my naked and hard Dad, stroking on my bone hard cock, clear juices streaming from my swollen dick head. I was in total ecstasy, not wanting this to end any time soon but wondering just how much more I could take. Then, without any warning, Dad's hand slipped a little lower on my swollen ball sac and his index finger lightly tickled my butt hole. At the same time he leaned forward and put his lips on my right nipple, sucking on it slightly. Between the two new sensations I fucking lost it. "FUCK!" I screamed, throwing my head back further into the pillows while arching my lower back higher and jutting my hips and blasting cock upward. My first shot of thick cum flew right over my head and splattered against the headboard. The second shot followed but fell short, and right into my buzz cut. The third shot I took full in the face, the thick rope shooting up the left side of my face from chin to scalp and clinging there. The forth hit my chin and splattered down my neck. Fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth - I lost count after that, just letting my body go with the spasms of the biggest fucking orgasm I'd had to date. I was covered in cum when I finally started to come down. That's when Dad started to shoot. His first shot joined mine on the headboard. The rest sort of followed the general path of mine as he covered himself in his own jizz. We had it everywhere. When Dad's groans started to subside, he started laughing. Huge belly laughs that caused me to join him, both of us laughing our asses off. "Oh fuck, Reese! That was fucking insane!" he managed, between peals of laughter. "Ya think?" I laughed in response. Suddenly Dad leaned over and kissed me square on the lips even though the left side of my face was slick with my own ball juice. Then his tongue went into my mouth. It was the first adult kiss I'd ever had. I'd messed around kissing with some girls my age, but it was the first time I'd ever really been kissed, I realized. "I love you, Champ!" Dad sighed, falling back on the bed. "God damn but you're hot." I wiped the cum from my face but didn't say anything to him. Dad turned to look at me with a concerned crease in his brow. "Reese? Everything ok?" he asked. "Sure." I answered, not even convincing myself. "What is it?" he asked, turning toward me. "Talk to me. Tell me what it is?" I knew that he thought I was freaked by the jerk session, but I wasn't and I knew I needed to let him know that. I went into auto-pilot again, just letting myself talk. "You kissed me." "What?" "You just kissed me. And put your tongue in my mouth." "Geez, I guess I did. Was that wrong? I'm sorry if it freaked you out. I was caught up in the moment I guess." He rushed, clearly concerned that he'd done something very wrong. Ironic, but his concern was genuine. "No, it's ok. It's just that I wasn't expecting it. It was the first time I'd ever had an adult kiss." "You've never been kissed?" Dad asked, surprised. "Oh, I have. But it was never like that. Never by another guy, for starters, and never by an adult. It was a lot different than with a 15 year old girl." "Why? Tell me." I thought a second then started to explain. "More intense. This will sound weird, but when you kissed me my balls moved and my cock started to get hard again. That's never happened to me when I've kissed girls." Dad took what I'd said in for a minute, then asked "Did you enjoy how it made you feel? Sorry if it bothered you." Suddenly I was back to my senses. "It didn't bother me." I said, smiling at him. "Not at all. I liked it." "You did?" he asked me tenderly, ruffling my hair. "Oh yeah. Can we do it again?" Dad leaned over and kissed me again, this time slower, more insistently, working his tongue slowly into my mouth and teaching me how to do the same to him. He pulled my cum soaked body to his cum soaked body and pressed me up against him. I could feel the pools of warm jizz mashing together as we drove our bodies into each other. If I'd been standing up, I would have fainted. When Dad finally pulled his lips from mine he looked me in the eye and said "Champ, you can kiss me any way you want whenever you want." This time, it was me who pressed my lips to my Dad's and it was me who teasingly forced his mouth open with my tongue. We continued macking on each other for a bit then it was me who broke away, looked at him in the eye and said "Good. Cuz I just found my new favorite hobby. I fucking plan on making out with you as much as possible, Dad. I hope that doesn't freak you out." He smiled at me, pressed me closer still to him and said "I love you, Champ." "I love you too, Dad."