Date: Wed, 5 Dec 2007 13:28:03 -0500
From: JesseFonda@bellsouth.net
Subject: "Dad, Jamie and Uncle Andy" Chapter 1  A dad-son incest story.

Some sons form a special bond with their dads. This is that kind of
story. You know the rules about age limits or being illegal to read this
kind of stuff so if you're not supposed to, or think you would be offended
don't read it. All characters in this story are played by people over
18. Proof is on file. This story may not be copied without permission of
the author except for personal use.


		   "Dad, Jamie and Uncle Andy" Chapter 1
			     By: - Jesse Fonda


     I was still eleven when mom walked out. I got home from school and
found a note on the kitchen table. "Jim, I'm leaving. I want a life that
has some excitement not this boring everyday BS with you. You keep Danny. I
wanted a girl anyways. Lucy"

     I read it and put it back. When dad got home from work he asked where
mom was and I went and got it and handed it to him. He read it, crumpled it
up and threw it in the trash.  Then he walked over to the phone and ordered
a pizza.

     It wasn't as if she was a great mom. Often I'd come home from school
and she'd be passed out on the couch. I'd get her up. Sometimes I had to
clean her up and get her in the bedroom. She'd tell me how unhappy she was,
unhappy about the house, my dad, me, her life and how she was going to up
and leave one day. I wasn't surprised she left. I don't think dad was
either. He never said anything but I think he was relieved.

     But she was still my mom, the only one I'd ever have and I was still
eleven. I was crying in bed that night. Dad came in. When he saw that I was
upset he tried to comfort me, holding me pressed against his chest, finally
picking me up and carrying me into his bed and tucking me in.

     I woke up when he came in to go to bed. I lay there and watched him
undress down to his blue plaid boxers, thinking what a nice man he is. Not
too tall, no belly, sort of a nice build, brown hair and eyes like me. He
had a light sprinkling of dark hair on his chest, a deep voice and an easy
laugh. He turned off the light and got into bed.

     I didn't wear pajamas to bed any more. I had grown out of the ones I
had and mom never bothered to buy me new ones so I just had my white briefs
on. Dad put his hand on my chest, rubbed it and asked, "You alright now,
Danny?"

     "Yes, Daddy." I told him.

     "Don't think about it too much. Your mom is gone and there isn't any
thing we can do about it. It wasn't your fault and I don't think it was
mine. She just wasn't meant to be happy here with us.

     I had never slept with any one before. I was used to being by myself
in my single bed in my own room. So I didn't sleep well. I woke up on my
stomach, my arm against my dad's chest, my leg touching his. He was lying
on his side, facing me. His hand was on my butt.

     I listened to his slow regular breathing. I slowly turned on my side
facing him, his hand dropped to the bed. His breathing didn't change.

     I hadn't seen him naked for several years. He didn't used to, but now
he always closed the door when he was in the bathroom or bedroom and always
wore a light terrycloth bathrobe going down the hall between them.

     On an impulse I searched under the covers for the opening of his
boxers and put my hand in. I touched IT with the back of my fingers. He
didn't move. I put my hand around it.  It felt fat and heavy, lying limp
against his hip. I let go and ran my fingers lightly through his dark,
curly pubic hair.

     Then I put my hand around it again. It had begun to swell and
lengthen. I squeezed it lightly then moved my hand from the base to the
head. It seemed to be a bigger version of mine, a LOT bigger version. The
head was smooth and soft. I was concentrating so hard on what my hand was
exploring in the dark that I hadn't noticed his deep breathing change until
he said softly, startling me, "that feels really good."

     I tried to pull my hand away but he took hold of my wrist and told me,
"It's ok, Just natural curiosity. You can keep playing with it. It's just a
guy thing."

     When I started to squeeze it lightly again he let go of my wrist and
moved his hand to the front of my briefs and gave my little boner a light
squeeze. Then he slipped his hand under the waistband and felt me.

     "Spread your legs," he told me. I did and he moved his hand down to
gently feel each of my small balls. I moved my hand down and he spread his
legs and I felt his balls one at a time, rolling them in their sack, which
was covered with short, soft hair. His were much bigger and moved more in
his loose scrotum. Then I went back to softly handling his big dick again.

     Then he pushed the covers down and pulled his boxers off. When I had
my hand around it again he put his hand over mine and started to move it up
and down in a stroking motion.

     "Do you know what happens when you stroke it for a while, Danny?" he
quietly asked me.

     "No, daddy" I told him. "I've looked at Jamie's but I never touched
his." (Jamie is the kid next door. He's about a year older than me and
already has some hair at the base of his dick.)

     "Thick, creamy white stuff squirts out. If you keep doing that, it
will. Turn on the light." I rolled over and turned on the small lamp on the
bedside table.

     He had me roll over him to the other side so I could do it better
since I was right handed. Several times he moaned quietly and the first
time I stopped because I thought I was hurting him but he had me keep doing
it. After about fifteen minutes he told me, "I'm ready."

     He lifted my hand away and started doing it himself but faster and
harder than I had been and then the stuff started coming out. A blob of
thick white goo came out, then a big squirt of it, that landed on his
chest, shot out. Followed by more that went on his chest and stomach ending
in another blob that ran down over his hand.

     "Wow! Dad, that was so wicked awesome. Will mine do that?'

     "Let me clean up and we'll try," He laughed as he got up and headed to
the bathroom.

     He used two fingers and his thumb. It took quite awhile and towards
the end I wanted him to stop because it felt so weird but in the end some
thin, watery stuff squirted out. After we cleaned it up, he put his arms
around me and we fell asleep still naked.

     The next morning my dick was swollen and a little sore. His was hard
and firm as I stroked him again. This time he let me keep doing it until
the cum came out.

     That night, when it was my bedtime, I headed to my own room to get
ready. While I was brushing my teeth he looked in and told me I could sleep
in his bed again if I wanted. I was lying there a few minutes when dad came
in and I watched him undress to his boxers, then he went in the
bathroom. When he came back he took off the boxers, turned off the light
and got into bed.

     I snuggled up to him and he put his arms around me. With his right
hand he was stroking my back down over my briefs covered butt. He slipped
his hand in and rubbed my ass then eased them down and off.

     I moved back into his arms and he pulled me in so that our hard dicks
were brushing against each other.  He pressed my head so that my lips were
against his hard nipple. "Suck it." He told me. I did until he moved me to
the other one, then I sucked that one also.

     I made him cum again but I was still too sore for him to do it to
me. He cleaned up and we fell asleep.

     The next night, without being told I got undressed, brushed my teeth
and washed my face and crawled into his bed naked. I woke up with him
feeling my little boner and balls.  "Are you still sore, Danny?' he asked.

     "Not too much, daddy," I told him.

     He leaned down and sucked gently on each of my nipples making them
become hard little nubs like his had been the night before, than he pushed
the covers down farther, moved down and licked my cock a few times, then
took it in his mouth and started sucking it, using his tongue to massage it
at the same time.

     "Oh geeze! Daddy I'm going to cum!"

     He just kept sucking and I came in his mouth. Then he moved up and
took me in his arms and kissed me.

     About a minute later he quietly asked, "Did you like that?'

     "Yea." I told him.

     "Why don't you do mine like that, Danny?" he said.

     "Do I have to swallow it, daddy?'

     "No. I'll tell you when I'm ready and you can stop or keep going, but
spit it out. It's up to you." He stated simply.

     I moved down and licked the head a few times and he told me to get
between his legs.  He held my head and guided me down on him. Telling me to
watch the teeth and try to take more into my mouth. I did swallow it but I
didn't like the taste much.  But by a few weeks later I was used to it and
really enjoyed sucking his big fat cock.  Having him suck wasn't too bad
either.

     I was also used to him massaging my butt hole with his fingertip while
he sucked me and he stroked that place under my balls also.

     He had told me, probably about my twelfth birthday that he was going
to put his big prick up my ass and cum in me as soon as I was old
enough. "When will that be?" I stupidly asked.

     "When you have some nice curlys around your cock." He told me with a
light laugh.

     "Daddy, when you cum in me do I just keep it in? I asked.

     "Don't worry Danny, it will be deep inside you. It will stay there."
He answered with a chuckle.

     I had been twelve over four months when we were lying in bed after
having sex. Dad was playing with my dick, lightly running his fingers
around the base and we were falling asleep when he quietly said, "You know,
you're getting hair down here?" I grinned in the dark. Of course I knew. I
was waiting for him to notice.

     "I guess it's almost time for you to be fucked." He explained.

     I didn't tell him that Jamie, the tall, skinny, red haired kid with
freckles, from next door, had been fucking me after school for almost three
months.

     I wasn't lying when I told dad I had never touched another guy's dick,
but a few weeks after that Jamie came over after school. We were fooling
around in my room playing a computer game and talking. We got around to
sex. We both had tents. I reached over and gave his a feel. He did the same
to mine. We each undid our pants and pulled the front of our underwear
under our balls. We each felt the other's dick and stroked a little, but it
was too uncomfortable so we moved to the bed, dropping the pants along the
way.

     I was the first to lean down and lick his cock. He turned around and
licked mine. Then we sucked each other off. Both of us swallowed.

     "You've done that before haven't you Jamie?" I asked.

     "Yea, Sometimes I stay with my cousin, like when my mom goes away.
I've sucked him lots."

     "He's older?"

     "Yea, two years about. I got the bigger dick though. He's only, like
five inches, Mine's like, five and a half." He told me with a big grin.

     About two or three weeks later Jamie told me he wanted to fuck me.
His dick was longer than mine but not as long as dad's. I knew dad was
going to fuck me. I figured, why not get in a little practice with
something smaller. I asked if he had done it before and he told me he had
fucked his cousin after his cousin had fucked him a couple of times.

     We found some Vaseline in the bathroom and he had me lay on my side,
spoon position. I found that really funny and was laughing my ass off at
the idea of two spoons doing it. He told me to shut the fuck up and
concentrate. He worked it in slowly and fucked me gently. At the beginning
I was just mostly tolerating it but then I started to enjoy it.  Especially
the part when he came in me. I'd say I loved that part. I could feel him
doing it in me. It was really wicked awesome. I still had Jamie's cum in me
when I got in bed with dad that night. I kept it in there all night.

     Jamie must have liked it too because every few days he'd come over
after school and we'd either suck each other off or he'd fuck me and then
suck me off.

     I liked that Jamie could do that now that my mom wasn't there.
Everything was different now. I didn't have to worry any more about having
friends and letting them come over and things sure were better with my dad
and me.

     One day dad almost caught us. We were done. I had been sitting on
Jamie's cock. I liked doing that. We had cleaned up in the bathroom and
just going back into the bedroom, when we heard dad come in the front
door. We scrambled into our clothes and dad was coming out of the kitchen
when Jamie and I walked out of my bedroom.

     "What are you guys up to?" He asked.

     "Just playing on the 'puter." I answered.

     That night in bed, dad asked me about Jamie. Like, had we done any sex
together yet?  I told him we had played with each other and sucked. I
thought it better not to mention that he had fucked me. He then asked if I
knew if Jamie had done it with anyone else and I told him, "Yea, He's done
it with his older cousin."

     "He's almost as cute as you are Danny. Do you like sucking him?"

     "Yea daddy. But not as much as I like sucking yours."

     "Daddy, did you ever do stuff with other guys when you were a kid like
me?"

     "Well, I was a little older. I think thirteen when I started doing
stuff with Andy."

     "Did you suck each other daddy?"

     "Yup, we did," he answered with a chuckle.

     "Did you fuck too Daddy?"

     "Oh, Andy was good at that. He fucked me plenty through high school
until I met your mom my first year at college. Then we stopped. Your mom
never did like Andy very much but I don't think she ever knew about the sex
part with Andy and me.  She may have suspected though and maybe that's why
she didn't like him."

     "I like Uncle Andy." I told him honestly.

     "Ok Danny. I'll let him know that." Dad said with a grin.

     Jamie was no stranger at our house. We had lived next door since I was
about four. He was often around after school and on the weekends. He'd come
over to play if mom was sober or I'd be at his house if my mom was
drinking. He just had a mom.  He didn't remember ever having a dad but his
mom had several boy friends over the years.

     I didn't think any thing of Jamie and dad talking together in the
kitchen or anywhere while I went to the bathroom or was playing 'puter
games. Then one day, out of the blue, Jamie asked dad if he could sleep
over Friday night because his mom was going out and he didn't want to have
a babysitter come in to stay. Dad told him, "Sure.  I'll set up the cot in
Danny's room for you."

     I slept in my own bed, Jamie on the cot and dad in his bed. I didn't
fool around with Jamie because I was afraid dad would hear. I woke up
Saturday morning and Jamie was gone. I noticed dad's door was closed as I
padded down the hall to the kitchen rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Dad was
sitting at the table having coffee and reading the morning paper.

     He looked up, smiled and said good morning as he set the paper down
and got up to start breakfast. I got out the orange juice and poured a
glass as he started frying bacon. "Why don't you go see if Jamie is going
to get up?" he said.

    "He's not in there."

    "He's in my bed." He told me. "He came in after you fell asleep. He was
just horny and wanted a little sex. We had talked about it and I told him I
was interested if he was. He took me up on it last night." Dad was watching
me and grinning.

    I wasn't sure what to think. I was a little jealous I guess but I
wasn't sure whether to be jealous of dad or Jamie. The idea of dad and
Jamie having sex was just a little weird but then I shrugged and got over
it.

    Jamie was lying on his side, asleep. The covers pushed down enough that
I could tell he was bareassed naked. I sat on the bed and shook his
shoulder. He rolled onto his back, stretched, rubbed his eyes and said,
"Damn! Your dad has a big one and he likes to use it. He fucked me
twice. It was wicked awesome."

    "Oh!" Was all I could think to say, but then added, "Did you like it?"

    "Oh, hell yea! But my asshole sure feels stretched out this morning."

    While we were eating dad asked if we wanted to go to the zoo. Jamie
went home to change and left a note for his mom and we took off. I didn't
have a chance to talk to him alone until the next Tuesday after
school. "So, tell me what happened and how was it?" I insisted.

    "It was wicked. You fell asleep and I was going to jerk off but I
remembered that your dad told me it would be ok if I wanted to mess around
sometime so I went in and got in bed with him. We felt each other's
junk. We fooled around for a while then he did it to me. Later we woke up
and I asked him to do it again. I never did it with a grown up before. It
was pretty cool."

    "Are you gonna do it with him again?" I queried him.

    "Sure! If he wants too. I think he was ok with it."

    I laughed. "He was definitely ok with it." I told him.

    Jamie stayed over the next weekend. His mom had gone to some B&B with
her boyfriend. Dad didn't bother setting up the cot. When it was time for
bed I got in my own bed and dad and Jamie went into his room. I jerked off
while I listened to Jamie moan and groan as dad fucked him.


			      To be continued

This story is dedicated to the memories of Justin Case, Eric Draven and
Axl. Wherever you are guys, you are still remembered, missed and loved.


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