Date: Sun, 21 Sep 2014 10:34:42 -0500
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Caught in Dad's Room

Caught in Dad's Room
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his young
teenage son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if
this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

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I got home early from school.  I'm 13, but I can remember having fantasies
about my dad for a long time.  Sometimes I liked to jack off in their
bedroom while sniffing a pair of Dad's underwear or his jock from when he
was playing baseball.  Since I had some valuable alone time, I stripped
down to my boxers and I went into their room and started going through
their laundry basket.

I would hold up each piece of underwear and inhale deeply.  I was looking
for one that had the strongest scent from his junk.  My dick was hard and
poking through my underwear.  I found a red pair of boxer briefs that were
a bit damp.  I held them up to my nose, and smelled his man stench as I
slowly stroked my cock.  Yep, these were the ones!  And then a sound made
me jump.

"You, uh, having fun there, son?" Dad said after he had shut the bedroom
door.

"I . . . I was seeing if Mom had mixed up our laundry. I can't seem to find
one of my shirts."

"And that's why you're holding one of my underwear up to your nose while
you jack off?"

I dropped the offending clothing. "Oh, no. I was. . . "

I felt his strong hands on my shoulders pushing me down.  "Get on your
knees.  If you want to smell my crotch, you might as well get the real
thing."

"Dad, I. . . "

He shoved me hard while squeezing my shoulders, and so I dropped to my
knees.  I watched as he undid his belt and then his jeans.  He shoved his
pants and underwear down so that I was staring at his dark brown bush and
his big, hard cock.  He grabbed my head and pulled it to his groin.  "Smell
it now, son."  I put my hands on his muscular thighs and tried to push away
as he rubbed my face into his balls.  His dick left a trail of slime on my
face as he wiped it across my cheek.  "That what you wanted?"

"No, Dad! I was just . . . "

"Put it in your mouth."  I stared up at him in disbelief.  He grabbed me by
the hair, and I opened my mouth.  He slid his thick meat in and started
moving it back and forth.  I couldn't believe I was tasting his fucking
cock!  I closed my lips and began sucking.  "There you go. Suck my cock,
boy!"  I gripped the back of his legs and started savoring the feeling of
his rod filling my mouth.  I was eager for more, and I pushed it into my
throat.  I ignored my gagging and sucked on him.  "I figured you were a
faggot."

That stung, and I was going to protest, but he was holding the back of my
head as he started sliding his cock in my mouth more aggressively.

"Yeah, eat that fucking cock, Randy."  He grabbed my head more firmly and
started fucking my throat.  I struggled to not choke on his fat dick.
After a few moments he pulled back, his dick connected briefly to my lips
by a string of my saliva.  "Stand up, boy."

I shakily got to my feet.  He guided me to the bed and bent me over the
mattress.  I felt him yank my boxers down and smack me on the ass.

"Dad! Please don't! I'm sorry!"  His hand pushed me in the upper back so I
was pinned to the bed.  I was hoping he wasn't going to spank me.  I heard
him looking for something.  I hoped it wasn't his belt.

"You're not fucking sorry. Don't lie to me."

"I really am, Dad! I really . . . "  My speech was cut off by the feeling
of something pushing into my butt.

"You gonna be a fag, you might as well learn to take dick."

It stung as his thick tool worked its way into my virgin hole.  I could
barely breathe as his cock entered me slowly.  I winced as he stretched my
ass open.  My fingers dug into the blankets as he kept moving forward.
When he suddenly sank into me deeply, and I could feel him pressed against
me I fought the urge to moan.  "You ever had dick in your ass before?" he
asked me.

"No," I croaked.

"Didn't think so. You're fucking tight."  He started moving his dick inside
me slowly.  "Feel good to have a nice fat one in your pussy?"  When I
didn't answer, he smacked me on the ass hard.

"Yes, Dad!" I almost shouted.

"That's right it does."  He started going a little faster now.  When he
thrust it forward really deep the first time I moaned.  "Fuck yeah, son!"
he said.  He grabbed my shoulders and then started ramming his cock into me
hard.

"Dad! Oh, gawd! Oh!"

Saying things only seemed to make him go harder.  Part of me wanted to not
do that, and the other part of me just wanted him to fuck me like this
forever.  I could feel the pressure building in my balls and cock, though.
I knew I was going to blow soon.  I squeezed my ass muscles, and he drove
his cock into my super deep.  While it was buried in me, he wiggled it
around my moving his hips.  His cock moving inside me like this finished
me, and I came.  He chuckled when he could tell I was unloading.  "That's a
true fag," he said.  Then he went back to pounding my ass.

After several moments, he straightened back up, gripped my hips almost
painfully and started rabbit humping me until he came.  His dick was
twitching like crazy, and I could feel his jizz warming my insides.

When he pulled out of me finally, I eased myself off the bed.  He pointed
to the wet spot on the blanket from my cum.  "Clean it up," he said.  When
I started to walk away to get something, he grabbed me by the neck and
shoved me to the bed.  "With your mouth."  The idea was gross to me, but I
knelt down and started licking my spooge.  It actually didn't taste bad,
which was a good thing, because he made me suck on the fabric to get it all
clean.

Once it was finished, he let me stand up again.  "Guess what you're having
for dessert tonight?"

I could only guess.  "Dick?"

He smiled.  "Yes, but to be more precise, you're going to drain my balls
with your mouth."  He told me to leave the room, and I grabbed my boxers
and went out still naked.  I felt something dribbling down my leg after a
bit.  It turned out to be his cum.  I was going to taste it, but since it
had just come from my butt I decided against it.

I took a hot bath to try and relax my aching hole.  If you took out the
discomfort from getting fucked, I actually kind of enjoyed it.  It was hot
to think of my dad being inside me, pounding my hole like it was pussy.  I
didn't like being called a faggot, though.  At the same time, I was a bit
excited for tonight when I'd get to blow him all the way.

After dinner, Mom decided to run an errand.  Dad called me into his den.
When I went in, he wasn't wearing anything other than a T-shirt.  "Get to
work," he said bluntly.

I knelt down between his legs while he was in his office chair, and I began
to suck on his big cock.  His large balls rested against the chair's black
fabric.  After blowing him for a while, he got up and moved to the couch.
He sat down with his legs spread wide apart.  I knelt in front of the couch
and returned his thick meat to my mouth.

Soon his hands were on my head forcing it down and pushing his tool deeper
into my throat.  I gagged and coughed, but he kept shoving it in.  I had my
hands on his big, hairy thighs.  I tried to force myself to relax, but it
was hard with the constant choking.  After a while of pushing my head down,
he also began to pump his cock upward.  I thought I was going to vomit when
he had me gagging so hard a couple of times.

After choking me for several moments, he released my head and let me go at
my own pace and rhythm.  But that didn't lasted long before he was ramming
his cock into my throat.  During one round of heavy throat fucking, he said
"I can't wait to get back inside that tight ass!"  I had mixed feelings
about that, especially seeing how rough he was getting with just a blowjob.

He kept ramming it into my mouth and throat until I heard him say "Here it
comes! You better fucking swallow it all!"  And then I was really choking
and coughing as loads of thick, hot jizz hit the back of my throat.  He
held my head in place, and I struggled to swallow as he came.  "Just be
glad I already came today.  I can make buckets!"

After I had milked him of his load, he released my head.  I gasped for air.
"Make sure my cock is clean.  I don't want to find any cum."  I checked his
dick and balls and found nothing.  I just nodded my head.  "Good job.
Gotta get that throat used to my cock, don't we?"

"Maybe you could go a little easier? Your dick is kinda big."

He laughed.  "You just need to get used to it.  Just wait until the next
time we fuck when I really pound your ass."  I moved aside as he got up and
got dressed.  He left me kneeling on the floor as he got up and tossed a
plastic bottle to me. "Keep that ass lubed up. The next time I fuck you, I
don't want to have to stop to search for lube." And he left the room.

When Mom returned, we all sat downstairs in the rec room to watch some
TV. When she left the room to go get showered, I noticed Dad shove his
boxer down and spread his legs. I stared at his dick as it began to
swell. "You waiting for a fucking invitation?" he asked, grabbing my neck
and shoving my face in his crotch.

"Sorry!" I said and began sucking.

"You see my cock, you either start sucking or give me that ass. Don't make
me have to say something."

"Yes, sir," I agreed and quickly returned to his cock.

"You want me to ease up, you need to perform right. Make me work for it,
and you're going to get more than you bargained for." I nodded my head.

As I blew him, I felt his hand slide into my shorts and underwear. He
squeezed my ass cheeks and fingered my hole. After a bit, I figured he
wanted to fuck me again, so I decided it would be better for me to offer. I
moved into a kneeling position on the couch and shoved my clothing
down. "You want to fuck me again, Dad?"

"Good boy," he replied. "But no. I want to feel you swallow my load
again. Hurry up, though. Your mom won't take forever up there."

I immediately went back to work on his fat cock. I kept up a fast pace to
help him cum more quickly. This time when he shot the load was even smaller
so was much easier to handle. After I had milked his cock, he had me pull
his boxers back up for him.

As I moved away, he put his hand on my neck again. "You stay thirsty for
Daddy's juice."

"I will, Dad!"

I was surprised when the next two days went by with nothing happening. Part
of me was relieved, though.

The next morning Dad shook me awake. I rubbed my eyes and looked up to find
him naked. His hard dick glistened with lube on it. Not wanting to anger
him, I quickly threw back my sheets and stripped out of my boxers. I lay on
my tummy and pushed my butt into the air.

"You're learning, Randy," he said as he climbed onto my bed. As he entered
me, I fought to not make any noise. When more of this thick flesh slid
inside me, though, I made something that sounded like a strangled
moan. "Oh, you can make as much noise as you want now. Your mama got called
into work this morning. We have the whole day for me to fuck you."

I can't say that was very happy news right then.

"This first one is going to be long and slow. I want you to fall in love
with my cock so you're hungry for it." He began slowly moving it back and
forth even though he wasn't all the way in yet.  "When you come looking for
it on your own, then I'll be a truly happy man."

It still hurt, but having him go slowly really helped me be able to enjoy
it more. After several minutes, I was able to release my bite on the
pillow. Eventually I could tell he had his dick buried all the way. He was
pressed against me, and I moaned as it slid home. This time I didn't try to
hide it.

"You loving that cock, boy?"

"Yes, Daddy," I breathed. My ass still stung, but fuck it felt good,
too. He slid forward a bit more as he tried to go even deeper.

"That's my boy," he said. His tone was gentler now. He began kissing my
face. My mouth was already open from the pleasure I was experiencing as his
dick slowly moved inside me. I felt his mouth cover mine and his tongue
enter me. I felt feverish as I kissed him back.

All the kissing made me want him more, and I pushed my ass up into the air
more. "Fuck yeah," he sighed before kissing me more passionately. He
started fucking me a little faster now. "Don't get too used to this,
Randy. I ain't always going to go this easy."

"I know, Dad."

True to his word, he fucked me for a long time. Sometimes he just lay there
making small movements and other times he was actively humping my ass. "I
don't know what it is about you, but you make me so fucking hot," he said
at one point.

A bit after that he pulled out of me. He had me turn over, and he lifted up
my legs and moved them so that my ass was lifted up high. He fed his cock
back into me, and I stared at his thick flesh disappearing in my hole. He
leaned down, began tongue kissing me again, and he started pounding my
hole.

"Daddy!" I called out as I felt my climax growing. He increased his speed,
and I was moaning loudly as the pressure steadily increased in my groin. I
called out again as my jizz sprayed out.

"Fuck, I want you bad!" he growled as he started pounding me harder.

"Yes, Daddy! Oh gawd! Fuck me!" I said in earnest and total honesty. Waves
of pleasure shot through my body, and I wanted more of it. "Pound my ass!
Give me your cock, Daddy! I want it!"

"FUCK!" he shouted as he picked up speed. I dug into his back with my heels
as he rammed into me, and I smiled as he froze and his face contorted as he
came.

When he finished cumming, he collapsed next to me. I turned toward him and
kissed him. Our tongues intertwined slowly as we both came down from our
orgasm high. "I will go to bed naked every night for you, Dad."

His fingers glided over my face gently as he smiled. "Good boy." We made
out for several minutes before falling asleep in each other's arms.