Date: Mon, 8 Feb 2016 00:38:40 +0000
From: James Robinson <jjrobinson47@outlook.com>
Subject: Brenden - Chapter 1

Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Do NOT read this if you are under
the age of 18 or if you are not an adult according to the laws of your
state or country. Do NOT read this if you are offended by fantasies
involving men with men, boys with boys, or boys with men. This file
contains sexually explicit material.

Brenden – Part 1

This is a story about my now 19 year-old son Brenden.  He's the second of
two. My daughter Mary got married last year, she's 25 and my wife Sandy and
I had her at age 22. Probably way to young, but we where in love.  Brenden
was born when I was 28, and now I am 47 pushing 50.  I'm actually in good
shape, hairy chest and thinning hair, but lots of people say I look like
I'm in my 30's.  I guess the hard work in the military kept me in shape.

I missed out on my kid's life, cause a year after Brenden was born, I was
called out to the war in the Middle East, and Sandy just couldn't deal and
we got a divorce.  It was very painful for me, and my life just kept me
abroad for many years away from my kids.  I did remarried, my second wife
Hannah from Germany and I have twins, they are 10 years old.

We decided that the kids education in Germany was far more important than
moving the entire family to America.  So I kind of commute, it's only been
two years being back stateside with my own house, and by next summer Hannah
and the twins will be visiting.

I don't live anywhere near my first kids and ex wife, but I just found out
Brenden is transferring to the local university in my town.  He has a dorm
room, but keeps saying he promises to visit.  And finally to get to know me
his father.  Its weird I know nothing about him.  He's 6'-2" just an inch
taller, and resembles a younger me.  He has more dark brown hair like his
mom.  His body still pretty skinny, but so was I before both the military
worked me hard and just growing into being a man.

Brenden and I started to meet every Sunday for brunch and hanging out.  I
did a lot of Walmart shopping with him, which is ok, I am his dad, I should
try to help support him during college.  We instantly connected and I was
looking forward to really getting to know my son.  Although it was one
night, kind of getting late when Brenden kept texting me.  He had been
texting me all week, complaining about his roommate, how much he hates him,
and that he has been crashing at his friends Monica room.  I felt bad. He
said he was a little drunk, locked out of his dorm, and his friend Monica
wasn't answering her phone.  I told him to drive over.

Shit when he arrived I thought it was a train engine.  His beat up used car
that his "mother" insisted on buying was yes crap, and I had already talk
to Brenden about getting him a more dependable car.  After all I am his
father, and I again should help support him.

I left the front door open, I was lounging on the couch in my underwear and
robe.  He came in, I swear I could smell him and the alcohol all the way
from the living room.  I got up, he stumbled towards me and kind of looked
really sad.  My robe had basically opened exposing my hairy chest and me in
my underwear.  As I gave him a hug, he burst in to tears.  He was saying
stuff I couldn't even process, but I just patted him on the back and said
its ok Brenden, we will work it all out.  I gave him a little fatherly kiss
on his check and he had stopped by now and just held me.  His body heat was
so intense and his heart was racing.  I started to let go of him to send
him to the bedroom to crash, but...

Then it happened he dropped to the floor. I thought he was falling down
drunk.  But nope. He was on his knees in front of me laughing, which he was
drunk, like I thought. At least I think he was.  Then he said, daddy I love
you and gave me a drunken smile and I smiled back at this silly sight of my
drunken boy on the ground. I can relate to that.  With in seconds I
couldn't stop him, he pulled down my underwear and put his wet mouth all
over my cock.

WTF, stop Brenden! What are you doing, I'm your father, this is wrong.  He
had a pretty strong grip on my legs, and waist.  I also felt my dick was
totally fattening up in his mouth.  It was getting bigger and bigger to its
7.5 inch size and Brenden didn't take his mouth off of it.  Holy fuck. I
just stopped struggling and just look down at my son sucking on my big
daddy dick. The same dick that made him.

My brain was racing, I'm not gay, I mean I jerked off a few times with guys
in the military, but never did I get a blowjob from any of them.  It didn't
bother me that they did that stuff.  Hell I didn't loose my virginity till
I married my wife.

Then my mind went back to Brenden servicing me, and by now my hands where
on the back of his head. I started to face fuck him, he moaned in delight
of me using my son's mouth.  I too moaned. Oh fuck, yeah Brenden suck my
dick.  The words came out, and all bets where off, I was really enjoying
his mouth and tongue giving me head in the middle of the living room.  My
son sucking on my dick.

Then he stopped, I noticed as he stood up, he had already pulled down his
pants and was stroking his dick.  Shit it was really big, like 8 ½
inches big.  I licked my lips in lust for his cock.  I just didn't know
where this was coming from, but I got down on my knees and my mouth met the
head of Brenden's cock and I used my hand to jerk it.  I gave a quick
lick. I could taste his precum.  Tasted just like mine, when I jerk off and
eat my precum and cum.  Then I started, I had no idea how to give head, but
it just seemed natural. I started to suck and stroke my sons big dick.  I
stopped and starred up at him. Brenden are you ok with this, its
wrong. Shut up dad, Brenden said. Now suck my big dick.  I obeyed my son
and continued. I slowly took his cock. I gagged a bit, but inch by inch I
made it down to his pubes. All 8 ½ inches down his daddy's throat.  I
picked up the pace. He started to face fuck me. I jerked my dick in front
of my son, as I worshipped his cock with my hungry mouth.  He moaned. Yeah
dad, suck me off, please make me cum daddy.  Then it swelled up, so I knew
what was coming. Oh fuck, yeah dad, yeah oh fuck. He held my face against
his crotch and his big dick slammed down my throat. I was about to gag, and
then UHHHhhh and yeah dadddhhd and then my mouth flooded with hot cum.  I
gulped and felt 7 blast of semen cumming in my mouth. I moaned and
swallowed as much as I could. Brenden kept fucking my throat as I guzzled
down his load.

It was at this moment when I felt my penis getting so hard and I couldn't
stop. I moaned and pulled my mouth off my sons cock. Oh Brenden yeah I'm
going to cum.  Brenden quickly got down on his knees by my cock and opened
his mouth. Oh fuck yeah son, swallow my load, Oh fuckkkk and then one blast
shot out and hit his cheek and then five big blasts into his opened mouth.
He moved forward and took my dick in his mouth as I bucked as I finish
dropping my load into my son's mouth. He sucked and squeezed every last
drop of semen out of me.  I collapsed on the floor and my son crawled up
and rested his head on my chest.  Our hearts beating so fast and both of us
softly moaning.  He looked up at me, and we both gave each other a big
smile, my brain already thinking about when would my son being sucking me
off again.