Date: Tue, 7 May 2013 14:50:06 -0700
From: Jason Gardham <gardham.jason@gmail.com>
Subject: Incest: Chapter 1 "Dad, Kevin, and the Canary"

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Dad, Kevin, and the Canary

Chapter 1

Kevin and I were out by the garage shooting baskets when I had a flashback
of me holding him in my arms the day his was born.  He was tiny, perfect,
in my eyes everything about him was a miracle; my son who came from my
loins.  I remember my eyes filled with tears as my heart grew nearly beyond
its capacity with love for this magical child I was holding.


THUD!  I staggered back after being hit in the chest with the
basketball.  "Dad,
I'm sorry, are you alright, I thought you were ready to take your shot."


Kevin, now seventeen walked over in the grass and picked up the ball still
looking at me with concern in his eyes.


"I'm fine, sorry Kev; I guess I spaced out momentarily."


Where did the time go, he was such a tiny soul in my arms and here he is
seventeen, six feet tall, already shaving, a head covered in black hair he
got from his mother's side.  His profile was mine; it was almost like a
mirror image of me at his age.  He had my blue eyes and muscular build,
broad shoulders, narrow waist, strong arms and legs, and best of all he was
incredibly intelligent.


No, that's not quite true.  What's best is that he's such a good kid; I've
never had a phone call from the schools he attended claiming he'd been in
any kind of trouble.  He has always been what I think of as a perfect son,
tall, well built, handsome, and kind, always ready to give a helping hand
to anyone who might need one.  How did I get so lucky?


Laughing, Kevin yelled, "Hey dad, you're doing it again, where do you keep
going?"


I sat down in the shade of the old maple tree next to the garage.  Kevin
came over and sat beside me, he playfully bumped his shoulder into mine and
said, "Dad your mind and body are operating like they were separate
entities today what's going on?"


I put my arm around his shoulders and looked him in the eye as I said, "I
was just wondering how seventeen years went by so quickly."  There was an
involuntarily crack in my voice as I choked up a bit.


Kevin turned toward me and pulled me into a hug as he whispered into my
ear, "Dad, you really are the wind beneath my winds.  I love you more than
life itself.  You need never worry about losing me; I'll always be with
you."


I pulled away looking at him with my tear filled eyes.  "You have no idea
how special you are Kevin."


Grinning from ear to ear he said, "How could I not be with you as my
father?"


I stood and took his hand pulling him up and into an embrace as I said,
"You are the most amazing person, I am so proud of you.  Let's head down to
the basement and shower, how about having a cold beer with your old man."


I had remodeled the basement into a TV-game-weight-room with a shower in
one corner so we could drop our sweaty clothes into the washer and shower
before going into the main part of the house.  "You go first Kev; I'll get
a couple of fresh towels for us from the linen closet."


"Let's shower together dad, like we used when I was a little, we can wash
each others back."


Where'd that come from, we haven't showered together since Kevin was about
seven, I hesitated before thinking, what the heck, why not.  "Okay, get the
water warm and comfortable while I grab the towels."


I dropped my gym shorts in the washer, the towels on a table next to the
sofa and turned to walk over to the shower, Kevin was standing there with a
huge smile on his face, water running over his body matting down the black
hair on his chest, silky hair that trailed down to a thin line before
bushing out to fill in his pubes.


Except for his black hair and mine being blond he really was a carbon copy.
He was circumcised as was I.  His penis appeared to be the same size too.  It's
amazing what genes do to replicate one man from another.  I stepped into
the shower as Kevin pulled me under the flow of water as he changed places
with me.


I closed my eyes as water washed over my face, before I opened them I felt
Kevin's hands soaping up my chest, I thought we were going to be washing
each others back but this felt so good and relaxing that I remained still
as he massaged soap into and over my chest.  He pulled me forward from
under the running water and started washing my face, starting at the
temples.


It was so soothing I actually sighed as he rubbed his finger tips across my
forehead, down the bridge of my nose and across my cheeks.


"Lift your arms dad."


I did as instructed and Kevin soaped up my sides and underarms before
reaching up and pulling my right arm down holding my fingers as he washed
down my arm and caressed each finger individually before repeating the
routine with my left arm and hand.

He pushed me gently back under the water and let the soap rinse off before
turning me around so I was facing the tiles as he started washing my back.  I
was a couple of inches taller then Kev so as he reached up to wash my neck
and shoulders he stepped close enough so his dick was rubbing against my
ass.


The feeling I had was much like an electric current racing through my body
from head to foot.  He leaned further into me pressing his cock further in
between my ass cheeks, again that jolt of sexual energy raced through my
body, I felt my cock fluffing up.


Instead of pulling away, I let my head drop with my chin resting on my
chest as Kevin kneaded my shoulders and back as he worked his was down my
spine.  I could tell his cock was  now as hard as a steel rod slipping
between my legs as he knelt slightly to wash my hips before kneeling
further  as he ran his hands down my ass crack rubbing his finger over my
rosebud.


My cock was just as hard Kevin's as it pointed toward the ceiling.  His
finger once again circled my rosebud gently slipping in knuckle deep before
pulling out as he reached between my legs and massaged my balls carefully,
washing and gently tugging, he had to know what he was doing to me.  Is
this what my son wanted, had I somehow encouraged him without realizing it,
my mind was whirling as Kev turned me around letting the water wash soap
from my back?  My cock hit him in the face, he put his hands around it, and
using soap he slowly stroked it before turning me once again to rinse my
front side.


Kevin stood up and said, "Okay, it's my turn now."


I took the bar of soap from his hand and started washing his chest as he
had done to me; I had subconsciously made the decision to follow his
example.  The difference was that we were now both sporting erections that
kept rubbing against each other as I washed him.  Kevin just kept that
crazy smile on his face and looking deeply, and lovingly into my eyes.  It
was hard for me to keep eye contact.


I washed down his chest and abdomen and across just above his pubic hair,
my hand kept bumping into his hard cock.  When I looked back up at his face
his crazy grin had turned into a rather sexy smile.  My son was obviously
enjoying this way too much.


Kevin put his arms around my neck and pulled me up, his eyes never once
left mine.  He didn't stop pulling until his lips met mine, he kissed me
tenderly.  I had never kissed a man on the lips in my entire life and yet I
didn't pull away.  My arms slipped around Kevin's back and we kissed again,
eyes still open his tongue touched my lips and I opened to him, he sucked
my tongue into his mouth.  The taste of my son was intoxicating, our eyes
closed and the kiss deepened even more as our bodies pressed into one
another.


Kevin's hands moved so they were on the sides of my face as he slowly
pulled free of the passionate kiss we were sharing.  We were nose to nose,
eye to eye, as he said in a voice almost inaudible, "Dad, I've wanted to do
this for as long as I can remember, you are my first thought in the morning
and my last thought before falling asleep at night.  I have ached for your
touch; I can't imagine going any longer without sharing my love, my body,
and my joy with you."


You might think I should have felt shock, regret, or have been mortified
after sharing a passionate kiss with my son as we stood naked together in
the shower, but the truth is I felt a sense of freedom.  It was as if a
lock had been removed from a part of my psyche, a part that was locked away
so deeply that I had not been aware of its existence.


It was the most amazing sensation I have ever experienced in life, and I
doubt I'll ever experience again.  Kevin's statement of love had been the
key that removed shackles that were keeping me from being complete.


I now understood the meaning of what Kevin had said earlier, *"Dad, I love
you more than life itself.  You need never worry about losing me; I'll
always be with you."*  Kevin was confessing his love for me, not just as a
father, but also as a lover.


I kissed Kevin lightly on the lips as we continued to look into each others
eyes, and in a very soft voice said, "Kevin, you are my son, the love of my
life, you always have been as always will be.  I am your father, your
friend, and now I will be your lover, you'll never ache for my touch or
doubt the depth of my love."


Kevin pulled me into a hug and cried for the longest time as I held him in
my arms.  There were tears of happiness, but mostly tears of relief as the
fear of my reaction to, and possible rejection of his confession washed
away.  I hadn't given thought to how hard this most have been for him not
knowing how I might react.


I know now if I had responded negatively to my son's advances I may have
completely destroyed him.  To think he risked everything for the love he
felt for me was over whelming to say the least.


When Kevin had regained his composure I turned him facing the shower and
started washing his back.  I massaged his shoulder muscles as he had done
to me before moving down to wash between his ass checks running my fingers
over his pucker and down to his balls.  Reaching between his legs I pulled
on his cock with my soapy hand while rolling his balls gently with the
other, he moaned and leaned back.


I stood up with my chest against Kevin's back; my cock was nestled between
his ass cheeks as I wrapped my arms around him pulling him tightly to me.  Our
faces were side by side as I licked and blew into his ear, his head turned
and we kissed, this time as lovers.  Our lives have changed forever.


Turning Kevin to face me as the water rinsed the soap from his back I
kissed his forehead, his ears, his eyelids, and run my tongue across his
lips before flicking my tongue over his left nipple and then his right.  His
eyes were closed as his head tilted back he moaned a deep moan of pleasure.


I ran my tongue down that silky line of hair that led from his chest to his
navel and circled it, he gasped from a combination of pleasure and being
ticklish.  His cock was under my chin as I licked through his pubes and
down the length of his cock before it snapped up and I caught it between my
lips.  All this from a guy who before this day had never in his life given
a thought to having sex with another man and yet it felt as natural as
breathing.


As I ran my tongue over Kevin's cock slit he reached down and ran his
fingers through my hair.  The thought that kept running through my mind
was, he tastes so good, his skin, his cock, everything about him tastes
like nectar, and I wondered if I tasted the same.


Strange his mother never tasted like this, there was nothing offensive
about how she tasted, but it wasn't anything like this.


Kevin's cock was large, a good eight inches or more and straight with a
beautiful head and wide cock slit.  I sucked more of him into me until his
cock hit the back of my throat.  I could feel and taste his precum as it
oozed into my mouth and throat.  It was wonderful, my hands were on his ass
cheeks, and they felt like satin to my touch.


I pulled on him forcing more of him into my mouth, I wanted more, and I
felt at that moment like I couldn't get enough of my son's cock.  Just then
Kevin pushed forward and his cock pushed into my throat, I loved it, I
pulled his ass hard and all of him slid into me; I could feel his pubic
hair on my face.  I had to pull off enough to draw in air before pulling
him back in, there was no way I could explain the joy that I was feeling as
Kevin begin to fuck my face.


He was careful and gentle, his cock slid in and out of my mouth and throat
with ease as his precum continued its lubrication.  Without warning his cum
spewed into my throat, I pulled out enough to allow it to fill my mouth, I
swallowed each time he would spasm giving me another taste of his cream.


His cum slowly dwindled down to a few last shots, I licked and sucked
everything I could get from his cock until I felt it begin to soften before
letting it slide from my mouth.  Kevin's hands were still on my head as I
stood, he clung to me; his legs were shaky and weak from such a powerful
sexual high.


He leaned in and kissed me deeply and passionately as he sucked what
remained of his cum from my tongue as we both slid down the shower wall.  As
we sat catching our breath, I reached up and shut off the water since it
had gone cold.


As we both regained our breath and composure, we smiled at each other.  I
spoke first saying, "Well that was totally amazing."


My seventeen year old son had that crazy smile back on his face as he said,
"You have no idea dad and it's about to get better."


"Oh and how's that going to happen, I didn't think it could get better then
this."


Kevin helped me up, dried me off and walked me over to the bed where I sat
down on the edge.  He got on his knees and pushed my legs apart, leaned in
and took my now soft cock into his mouth.  A few swirls of his tongue
around the head of my cock and into my piss slit and I was hard as a rock.


My wife had tried a couple of times to suck my cock but didn't like it and
refused to try again.  Kev was going at it like it was better than candy
and it felt better than anything I had ever felt before during sex.  I knew
I wasn't going to last long, and when Kev wrapped his fingers around my
nuts and tugged, it was all over.  I'm positive I shot the biggest and best
load of cum into my son's mouth that I ever shot in my entire life.


When I looked down Kevin was looking up into my eyes and swallowing each
wad of cum that blasted into his mouth and throat.  He run his tongue
around my glands after sucking the last drop of cum from me, I nearly flew
off the bed my cock was so sensitive.  I had to pull him off me before I
came unglued.  Kevin was laughing as he pushed me back on the bed and fell
on top of me.


We kissed and I received another surprise, as we kissed he used his tongue
to push my own cum back into my mouth.  Actually I was glad he did, it was
an answer to a question I had earlier about whether or not out cum tasted
the same.  They were very close, but I think Kev's was sweeter.


Kevin actually burst out laughing when he realized what I was doing.


"Dad this isn't supposed to be like a wine tasting test."


"Of course not, it's supposed to be like a cum tasting test."


I must have blushed because Kevin grabbed me and started kissing me all
over my face.  "You are the very best dad a guy could ever have.


"Now dad, tell me if I did good, I want to know that I pleased you as much
as you did me, that is my first ever blow job you know."


"Oh, I see and you think this is maybe *my* fifty-sixth blow job of the
month?"


Kevin actually fell on the floor laughing and kicking his feet.  I couldn't
help myself, I started laughing with him.  When we finally calmed down
Kevin looked at me with such love in his eyes and said, "Dad, I've never
been happier in my entire life and it's all because of your love and
acceptance of who I am."


"Kev, every since your mother died and even before, you have been my life,
there is nothing that comes before you and your happiness."


"I know that dad, and there's nothing that could prove your love more than
what we have just shared together."


"Kevin, I hadn't realized until today how incomplete my life has been.  I
loved your mother, but there was a joy and sense of fulfillment that was
missing and it wasn't until now that I realized what it was.  Kev, you've
made me feel complete, it's hard to put it into words, it's like I wasn't a
whole person until today.  It's your love that has made me complete, I know
that your love is real, I feel it, and it gives my life new purpose."


I looked over at Kevin to find tears running down his cheeks.


"Kevin, are you alright, I didn't mean to upset you."


"Dad, you haven't upset me you just keep making this day better, you are
the absolute best, my dad, my lover, my hero.  You know dad we have barely
scratched the surface of man to man sex, ninety-eight percent of the
exploration and excitement is ahead of us."


"Well, no actually I haven't any real knowledge of what guys do together
sexually.  It's all new to me Kevin.  Ninety-eight percent is still ahead
of us?  Are you kidding me?"


"No dad, I'm not kidding."


Kevin looked like the cat that swallowed the canary with his eyebrows
bouncing up and down over those beautiful sky blue eyes of his.  I have a
feeling this is going to be a wild ride from here on in.