Date: Sun, 15 May 2011 14:33:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bernie Clark <bernieclark2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dmitri's Awakening/ Incest/ Chapter Five

Dmitri's Awakening

By

Bernie Clark

Chapter Five

Several weeks have passed and Dmitri felt that after all that had happened
to them, a true vacation was needed. So that evening he gathered his son,
along with his dear friends together at the cabin to discuss his idea for a
vacation. He had gone to a gay travel agency and gotten a brochure on a gay
cruise.

"A cruise where even the staff is gay," Dean asked, surprised by the
concept.

"That's right, and there will be no worry about having to hide our
sexuality from others because everyone on board will be gay or bi-sexual,"
Dmitri said, looking around the room.

Over time the men and boys had seem to break off into couples as a
relationship began to form between them. Brad and Bryan were now totally
into each other as was Dean and James. Jeremy fell totally in love with
Michael, who found a father figure in Jeremy, after being neglected for
years by his own father.

And that left Dmitri and Thaddeus, who were hopelessly in, love with each
other, even though they did like to dabble in sex with others from time to
time. Dmitri noticed how Thaddeus gazed at the couples as they snuggled
together, wondering if he was jealous because he was `stuck' with his
father and not with a man that was not related to him. He made a mental
note to talk to his son about it later when they were alone.

"I love the idea, but Michael and I have one problem...our mom and dad,
they may not go for the idea of our going on a cruise without them," James
said as he snuggled against Dean, whose arms were wrapped securely around
the boy's waist.

"Mom mentioned going on a cruise with dad about the same time, what if we
plan it for the same time," Michael suggested, glancing over at James. "I
can suggest that we go along with Thaddeus and Bryan, this way they won't
be worried that we will be with just adults and will be with kids our own
age as well," he added, his face was all smiles, so proud that he had
thought of the idea.

"I know your father and mother, I can call them and suggest that my son
would like you to join us," Dean said and then kissed the back of James'
head.

"You know, this just might work out," Dmitri said. "I really need an answer
soon, because I have to book reservations by Tuesday the latest," he told
the guys and they all agreed.

"Well if there is no other business for tonight, I'm heading home with my
sweet boy," Jeremy said as he stood, pulling Michael to his feet to join
him.

"How did you get to spend the night with Jeremy," James asked.

"I told mom that I had a project due and that I was staying over Robert's
house tonight to work on it," Michael said smugly.

"You've turned into quite the liar ever since you met Jeremy," James said
looking over at the two lovers.

"You know what they say about people that live in glass houses bro..."
Michael said in reply. "I heard you tell mom that you and Phil were working
on a join project for the science fair and that you would be staying over
his house tonight also," he added, causing James to blush as he looked up
at Dean.

"I hate that our love is causing you to lie to your mom and dad," Dean said
as he pulled James against him, kissing his lips briefly.

"Would you rather I told her that I was going to your house so that you and
I could fuck all night babe?" James asked looking up at a shocked Dean who
was now turning red.

"No...but I still don't like the fact that you both have to lie so that
Jeremy and I can make love with you," he said.

"Well just think of the unbridled sex we will have and how we won't have to
hide our love while we are on the cruise," James said as he stood on is
toes and gave a soft kiss to Dean's lips. "Besides, we are wasting precious
time here talking when we could be home in bed making love," James said and
took Dean by the hand and led him toward the door.

"I'll see you all tomorrow...have fun son," he said to his son Bryan who
was wrapped up in Brad's arms.

"You too dad," Bryan said. "Are we going or are we taking the sleeper sofa
my stud cop?" he asked.

"I'm afraid we are on the sofa...my bro is staying at my apartment so we
have no choice," Brad said and then looked over at Dmitri. "That is if you
don't mind, Dmitri," he asked.

"You never have to ask buddy," Dmitri said, "you know where the sheets and
things are," he added as he and Thaddeus walked the others to the door.

"Let's take a shower before we call it a night baby boy," Brad suggested,
pulling Bryan along with him into the bathroom, locking the door behind
them.

Dmitri and Thaddeus locked the back door and closed the lights as they made
their way to the bedroom. When they were finally in the confines of the
bedroom and the door was closed and locked, Dmitri turned to Thaddeus and
took him into his arms and kissed him long and tenderly.

"Finally, it's just you and me, my sweet boy," Dmitri whispered against his
son's lips as his hands rested, one on each of Thaddeus' ass cheeks.

Dmitri pulled away some from his son, noticing the tears that were running
down his son's cheeks. It was then that he remembered how Thaddeus had
looked at the couples and seemed to have that longing in his eyes when he
looked at them.

"Why are you crying son...is it because you are stuck with only me for a
lover?" Dmitri asked, now afraid of the answer that he may receive.

"They are what mother use to call happy tears dad, I'm happy because I
don't have to lie to be with you. You and I can be together whenever and
however we wish," he said, running his soft hand along Dmitri's cheek,
softly caressing it as he slowly eased his father's head down to his so
that their lips met in a blissful kiss.

"If they are happy tears, are you still happy that I asked you to marry
me?" Dmitri asked against his son's lips.

"Dad, there is nothing on this earth that could make me happier than to be
your mate for life. I know that I am young and that some people would say
that my youth would soon lead me to want another man went I get older, but
dad, you will always be man enough for me, even when you are old and grey,"
Thaddeus whispered, leading his father over to the bed.

Dmitri swept his arms around Thaddeus waist and pulled him against him,
kissing him again, but this time with much more passion. When he had broken
their kiss he still held his son tight against him as he whispered into his
ear...

"Son, you and I have been with a lot of partners the last few weeks and
some have proven to be quite hot in bed. Do you ever...have you ever
regretted taking me as a partner or found me to be lacking in any way?"

"Oh my God, how can you of all people ask me that?" he asked as he pushed
himself away from his father. "We have all been naked around each other and
have seen our cocks all hard, and yours has always been the longest and
fattest of them all. Even Brad, who comes in a close second, you beat by a
good two inches in length as well as girth dad. Even Bryan told me that
when you fucked him, he felt your cock for hours after you pulled it out of
him," he said, making Dmitri smile. "Dad, I too can feel your cock for
hours after we fuck and you are no longer in me. Do you know one day when
we fucked before school, my buddy Rob asked me what the fuck was wrong with
me because I was walking funny? He said I was walking like I had something
stuck up my ass," he said smiling.

"Really son...Rob said that to you?"

"Yeah dad, and you know what else, Rob told me that he thinks you are
totally hot. I think that he's gay but afraid to come out," he said. "I
asked him if he was but he got so defensive that I backed away because I
thought that he was going to hit me or something, which showed me that he
very well could be."

"Well I have had my suspicions about his father Marc that man has always
seemed to undressed me with his eyes whenever we have been in the same room
together."

"Well you are one handsome fucking hunk of man flesh dad," Thaddeus said as
he stepped back into Dmitri's embrace.

"I am...yeah I am...aren't I," he said proudly.

"Right now dad, my entire body is crying out for you," Thaddeus said.

"My body aches for yours also son," he whispered, and then they both
laughed when they heard the soft moans of Brad and Bryan coming from the
living room. "Are we going to let them be the only ones having the fun?"

"Fuck no dad," Thaddeus whispered against his father's lips and then pulled
him into a heated kiss, Dmitri's mouth crushing Thad's as they kissed.

Thaddeus, just like the first time, trembled with ecstasy as his father
stepped away some and began undressing him. Once he had his son totally
naked, Dmitri stood before him, gazing at his son's body. Slowly,
seductively, he touched Thaddeus all over, causing Thaddeus to close his
eyes in sensual bliss as he felt himself floating off to paradise at the
hands of his father as they roamed over his teen body.

When Dmitri touched Thaddeus' cock, the boy's eyes slowly opened as
unbelievable feelings of pure elation flooded him. The feelings were so
tantalizing...so sensual, that Thad felt that he would melt into the very
carpet that he stood on, and then his dad was gone...he had stepped away.

Dmitri stood before his son with his arms held out to his sides waiting for
his son's attention. Thaddeus knew what was expected of him as he stepped
forward and slowly unbuttoned each button of his father's shirt. When the
shirt was fully unbuttoned, he splayed his fingers through the softness of
the hair that was rich and thick that covered Dmitri's chest and stomach,
stopping when they came to his father's taut, brownish nipples.

"I love your nipples dad...they're so tall and hard," he whispered and then
lowered his mouth down and licked the hair that surrounded each
one. Leaning back, the moonlight that came in through the window made the
wetness glisten and Thaddeus smiled before lowering his mouth down once
again to the taut nub and nibbled on it until Dmitri was crying out for
mercy from his son.

"No more son...your mouth tortures me," he cried out but his hands held his
son's mouth to his nipple, unable to push him away.

Knowing how sensitive his father was and that he could make his father cum
by simply torturing his nipples alone, Thaddeus licked his way over to the
other and tormented it until he was sure that his father was close to
losing his nut.

Dmitri could not stand it any longer, he grabbed his son and through him
onto the bed, and then covered his body with his. Gazing into his son's
eyes, he spread Thad's legs apart with a knee, placing is cock to the
teen's rosebud, waiting for the urge to cum to subside.

"Damn that mouth of yours son...if I hadn't stopped you, you would have
made me cum without even touching my cock," he said and then captured
Thad's mouth with his as he thrust his cock hard and deep into his son's
heat.

Thaddeus gasp and his body stiffened as his father's length and thickness
fully impaled him. Dmitri knew that the first round of love making would be
short because his son had taken him to the very edge and left him dangling
on the precipice...wanting...needing...hoping for total paradise.

His strokes were urgent, fast and deep as he placed his arms beneath Thad's
legs, pulling them up high as he drove his cock harder and deeper into his
son's eager sheath.

"Fuck me dad...oh yeah dad...I knew what I was doing when I got you to that
edge and left you hanging. Now fuck your son and give me that cum that
created me...oh fuck you got me cumming also dad," Thaddeus howled as he
fisted his cock and spewed his teen cream all over his chest and stomach,
causing Dmitri to fall head long over his edge.

"Aaaaaaaagggghhhhhh fuck take it son...oh fuck I love you Thad," he groaned
and shot his seed deep and hard into Thaddeus' hot ass, his pelvis was
pounding furious as Thad's hips rose just as fast to meet each thrust that
his father gave him.

"I love you dad, I love you with all of my heart," he whispered as they
were washed over by the tide of their afterglow of love making.

***

The next morning, Dmitri entered the travel agency to book the cruise for
him and those that would join him and Thaddeus. He waited for Thom
Michelson to assist and was reading a brochure when Marc Allen walked in.

"Hello Dmitri, what brings you in here, are you looking into a vacation?"
Marc asked, his eyes taking in the wonders of Dmitri's body.

"Hello Marc, as a matter of fact I am, Thad and I are taking a cruise, you
and Rob should come along," he suggested.

"A cruise huh...now that would be a great way to do some father and son
bonding, seeing how Rob and I have been drifting apart ever since his
mother died last year," Marc said.

"I can help you now," Thom said as he stepped up to the gentlemen and
excused himself for interrupting their conversation.

"Think about it Marc, it would be a great way for you and Rob to get
reacquainted," Dmitri said and walked away with Thom.

"Are you sure that you want to suggest a gay cruise to Marc Allen, or do
you know something that I don't?" Thom whispered.

"I have my suspicions that he's just as gay as you and I are Thom, and Thad
tends to think that his son is as well," Dmitri said. "So what better way
to get them both to come out then on the high seas and amongst a ship full
of gay men and boys," he said and both men began laughing. "The only thing
though, if he does book it, don't bother telling him that it's a gay
cruise, let him find out once the ship has sailed," Dmitri said pausing as
he looked over at Marc who was looking at a cruise brochure. "What can he
do once he's on board and the ship has sailed?" he added.

"You're right, now let's get you and Thaddeus booked," Thom said, pulling
out the necessary papers.

"There are going to be several more people also," he said and then told the
names of those that would be going also.

"My, my, aren't we going to have one big happy party," Thom said in his
best flamboyant voice, his wrist dangling about excitedly.

***

One month later...

"I can't believe that we are finally going dad," Thaddeus said as they
pulled up to the pier and looked up at the ship that they would be sailing
on.

"Believe it son, and remember when Rob and his father join us, not a word
about it being a gay cruise. I already told the others not to mention a
word about it either until after the ship has sailed."

"It does seem like a rather dirty trick to play on them, but I think that
they will be thanking us by the time the trip is over," Thaddeus said when
he saw the taxi pull up that brought Rob and Marc to the ship.

Rob seemed just as excited as Thaddeus and came running over, leaving his
father to manage their luggage alone. Dmitri hurried over, along with Brad,
Dean and Jeremy to give Marc a hand.

"Thanks guys, I can see that my son is just as enthused as your boys are
about going," he said as he grabbed a bag as well as the others and walked
up the gangplank to the ship. "That is all that Rob has been talking about
since I told him that we were going," he added.

"So which boy is your son," Marc asked Jeremy.

"That one there," he said nodding toward Michael, who turned and smiled at
Jeremy.

"That one there is my son Bryan," Brad said, nodding toward Bryan, noticing
how Dean flinched when Brad took credit for Bryan being his son.

"So I take that that handsome one with the long brown hair and gorgeous
brown eyes is your son," Marc asked Dean.

"Yes, that is James, my pride and joy," he lied but just as proud to have
the sexy teen as his lover.

"Why don't we find our rooms and get ourselves unpacked and settled. Then
we can meet for drinks and see what we want to do first once the ship
sails," Dmitri suggested and they all agreed, even Marc.

"Smooth going Dmitri," Dean whispered as he followed Dmitri to their rooms.

Thom had managed to book their rooms so that they all were on the same
floor and along the same side of the ship. Unbeknownst to Marc and Rob, the
room came with only one bed, a queen size bed. When they walked into the
room, they both stood frozen to the floor as they stood looking at the bed,
both wondering where the other would be sleeping.

"Dad...there is only one bed here," Rob said, being the first to break the
silence.

"I can see that son, there must be some mistake," he said and then the
ship's horn blew, signaling that it was setting sail.

"Does this mean that we gotta sleep together for fourteen nights?" Rob
asked pure panic on his young face.

Panic because he always slept naked and knew that his father did also,
something that neither would be adamant about changing.

"Let me go inquire about another room, one that may have twin beds," he
said just as a knock came on the door.

"Yes," Marc asked, finding a handsome young steward standing at the door
when he opened it.

"My name is Nathan and I shall be your steward while you are sailing with
us," he said smiling from father to son and back to father.

"Hello Nathan, but there seems to be a problem, there is only one
bed. Would there be another room with perhaps twin beds in it?"

"I'm afraid that the ship is fully booked and that there is not another
room to be had sir," Nathan said, raising an eyebrow. "Why would you wish
not to share a bed with such a handsome young fellow?"

"My God man, this boy is my son," Marc said, shocked by Nathan's
suggestion, again came a knock on the door. "Dmitri, thank God you are
here," Marc said.

"My God Marc, you look as though you saw a ghost or something," he said,
clasping his shoulder with his hand.

"Nathan here expects me to share this bed with Rob, have you ever heard of
such a thing?"

"Thaddeus and I are sharing ours, so are the other fathers and sons," he
informed Marc who stood there shocked. "Is there something wrong with that,
Marc?"

"No...why no Dmitri," Marc said, turning away from Dmitri, Dmitri turned
and gave a knowing wink and nod to Nathan who returned them.

"Well as soon as you are both ready, we are going down to the lounge for
drinks and plan out our day. We shall meet you both there," he said and
then hurried from the room, along with Nathan.

"I take it sir, that neither of them is sexually involved yet," Nathan
asked.

"With yet being the key word Nathan," Dmitri said, again giving the
handsome man a wink and quick kiss grope.

"I guess we are stuck with sharing the bed son," Marc said, giving his son
a look that said more than he cared to.

"Dad...you do realize that we both sleep naked, don't you," Rob reminded
his dad.

"I forgot about that...I guess I can wear my shorts if you can son," Marc
said.

"Daaaad, shorts...you know as well as I do we both hate clothes on when we
sleep."

"Well we'll cross that later...let's get going before they decide things
without us," Marc said, grabbing his cabin key and handing one to Rob
before heading out of the door.

As soon as they stepped out onto the deck, they saw that most of the men
and boys naked as they walked around talking. Marc and Rob stood there
shocked, their mouths gaping open.

"Ah dad...I don't think that this is your typical cruise ship," Rob said,
looking at a much hung man who was fondling a young boy's ass.

"Where the fuck is Dmitri...he has some explaining to do," Marc said
angrily and then noticed how enthralled Rob was with the man and boy who
were kissing on a deck lounger.

"Look how in love those two look," Rob said to no one in particular.

"Come along son, this is no where for you to be," Marc said, his own eyes
still on the couple, now watching as the boy moved down to the man's cock
and began sucking it. "My God, that boy took that entire cock into his
mouth," he gasped as he stopped and watched for a bit, his own cock rising
rapidly.

"Kinda turns you on dad...doesn't it," Rob whispered and then nodded down
at this father's cock that was now hard and leaking, as was his own also.

"Nonsense...now come along," he stammered and having taken Rob by the hand
leads him to the lounge.

Upon entering the lounge, he looks around at the mostly naked men and boys,
all of which are drinking alcoholic drinks.

"There they are...oh my God they're naked as well," Marc said, shocked that
his friend was not only naked but had not bothered to tell him that he was
gay.

"Over here Marc...Rob," Dmitri called out and waved over at the two.

As Marc maneuvered his way through the crowd he could see that his friends
were very cozy with their sons. Each father was sitting with his arm around
his son, and some were even kissing, as if they were lovers.

"My God Dmitri, please don't tell me that this...this cruise is for incest
between fathers and sons," Marc said, shocked to see how many men and boys
were openly having sex together.

"Ok Marc I won't, because some are also grandfathers and grandsons, while
others are uncles and nephews and..."

"Ok, I get the picture," Marc said, dropping down in a chair. "And you
thought that day in the travel agency that I would be alright with
this...that I could take my son to bed and make love to him," Marc said and
then turned his eyes to Rob who was standing there with eyes that had
glazed over with tears. "Can't you see how disturbing this is to him...it's
moved him to tears," Marc said.

"No dad, it doesn't disturb me at all, as a matter of fact it doesn't
bother me one bit," he said as he knelt down beside his father and framed
Marc's face with his hands, bringing Marc's lips to his.

Rob kissed his father tenderly as those at the table went silent, shocked
by the suddenness of the kiss.

"Come on dad," Rob simply said, taking his father's hand and leading him
from the room.

"Son...Rob...I...I don't know about this," Marc said, still in shock by the
kiss and also by the sheer fact that his son was gay, like him.

***

Back in their room, Rob locked their door and then turned to his father who
stood there with tears running down his face.

"Why are you crying dad?" he asked as he stepped up to his father, taking
both of his hands into his.

"They are what your mother would have called happy tears son," Marc said as
his tears flowed more freely.

"If they are such happy tears then why do you still cry? Am I moving to
fast for you...should I wait longer before asking you to take such a step?"

"Oh God no son...I am so happy that you did not wait because if you did, I
am not sure if I would have the courage to go through with this," he said,
looking down at his hands that were still in his son's hands.

"I love you dad and I have for quite some time, I find you to be such a
man's man," Rob said to his father.

"I have fallen in love with you also son, but I knew that it was wrong,
this kind of love between a father and son is forbidden. It is unlawful and
not right for us," he said, pulling his hands away and turning from Rob.

"Father, I cannot think of anything more wonderful than awakening each
morning in your arms and tasting your lips against mine," Rob said as he
stepped up to his father's back and laid his head against his muscled back.

Marc turned swiftly, swept his arms around his son's waist and drew him
tightly against him. He kissed Rob again, this time it was with such
passion and fury, and then he whispered against his lips...

"Have you ever been sexually with a man or another your age," Marc asked
his lips but a breath away from Rob's, their breath mingling as their
hearts raced.

Rob could feel the heat rising as he blushed beneath his father's eyes.

"No dad, you shall be my first lover ever, man or boy, I have never known
another but you," he whispered against his father's lips. "Nor shall I ever
love another after I give myself to you dad," he promised.

"You have no idea how much my body aches for you son," Marc said, his voice
thick with passion. "But I know that you are but sixteen, and if you would
rather wait, I do understand son," Marc said but his need was pressing
against that of Rob, both needed desperately each other.

"No father, because I too ache for you," Rob moaned, his groin pressing
against his father, answering silently his father's call. "But I don't know
anything about satisfying a man. I have seen videos on the internet, but
that is as far as I go dad."

"Maybe we should wait son, maybe you should talk with the other boys that
came with us. It is apparent that they have been doing this for a while and
know how to make their dads happy."

"No!" he shouted out quickly. "I don't want to wait or learn from them. I
want you to teach me father," he said, looking lovingly up into Marc's
eyes.

"You know son, once we cross this line, there is no going back for us. We
will have stepped across it for all time," Marc said, knowing that it was
now the time to walk away or not at all.

Rob knew how much his father loved him, because he was giving him this
chance to walk away. But Rob loved his father more than a father, he loved
him for the man that he was. He had been there to help him through that
time when his mother had died, and when no one else cared but him.

"Take me to bed father and make a man of me," Rob whispered against his
father's lips. "Take my hand and together we shall cross that line happily
together," he said, holding out his hand to Marc.

Marc placed his hand into Rob's, and led him over to the bed.

"Please show me the wonders of making love dad," Rob said, looking up into
Marc's emerald green eyes.

Rob's body began to quiver sensually, when Marc stepped back Rob and began
to slowly undress him. Marc looked lovingly at the soft tresses of Rob's
golden blond hair as it fell upon his muscular shoulders, marveling at how
his eyes matched the soft blue of his late wife's. His face was more boyish
than manly, but his body was showing the signs of becoming a man. His
pectoral muscles were well defined as were those of his arms when he had
removed his shirt. He bent low and ran his tongue over the hairless curves
of his chest, grazing the taut nipples, causing Rob a moan out when he
gently nibbled on them.

Kneeling before this Adonis, Marc looked up briefly at Rob as he unfastened
the boy's board shorts, letting them fall to the floor. His boy was like
most other boys, he was going commando. Marc's hand rested beneath the
softness of Rob's balls and Rob could feel his father's breath on his cock.

Marc stood when he realized that his son was very close to exploding, a
teen was often a climax just waiting to happen. He stood and stepped away
from him and smiled when his son blushed, when Marc removed his own
clothes.

Although Rob had seen his fellow classmates naked in the shower at school,
and has seen men naked and fucking on the internet, this was the first time
that he had seen his own father naked...he profusely blushed.

"Touch me son...it is now yours and only yours," Marc said with a voice
thick with lust and desire.

"I have never seen you naked before father...much less touch you," Rob
said, his hand jerking as if it pained him to inch it toward his father's
manhood.

His father was a strong nine inches long and very thick around. Rob's eyes
were wide as he worried about how he would ever fit that monster cock in
him. But he was determined to do it because he loved this man and he
purposed in his heart to see his father smile and laugh again like he use
to do, long before his mother had died.

"That's it son, now move your hand on it like you do when you jerk your own
cock off," Marc instructed. "You pleasure me just as you would pleasure
yourself son," Marc said.

Recalling the superb feelings that he felt whenever he jerked off, Rob
began moving his hand up and down on his father's cock. He was well into it
when he also remembered how much the men in the video enjoyed it whenever a
boy knelt down and sucked on the man's cock.

Rob looked up into his father's eyes and slowly knelt down before him,
causing Marc's eyes to widen in wonder.

"You don't have to do that son," Marc said, looking down at Rob who didn't
seem to be paying him any attention now.

Rob still held his father's cock, but now he was looking at more
closely. He could see the pearl drop of precum the clung to the slit and
his tongue seem drawn to it. He leaned forward and with just the very tip
of his tongue, he drew away the luscious drop.

"Mmmm," he moaned and soon his tongue was licking and swirling around the
bulbous head as if it were some lollipop.

"Oh my God son...for someone that has never done this...oh fuck don't..."
he shouted when Rob completely engulfed his father's cock.

Marc's hands went instantly to his son's head, entwining his fingers
through his golden locks, and soon Marc's hips were thrusting forward,
feeding his son his cock. Marc tossed his head back and closed his eyes;
the magnitude of the ecstasy that he was feeling was so overwhelming that
he fought with every ounce of strength that he had in him, not to cum.

"Stop son...you have me so damn close," Marc said, knowing that another
moment and he would be shooting his load down his son's throat.

Marc drew Rob to his feet and took him into his arms. His lips crushed
those of Rob's as their kiss became overpowering. Marc could not...would
not wait any longer to fully possess his son. They had crossed the line and
now he needed to make his son fully his.

"I want to make love to you son...are you alright with that Rob," Marc
asked, his eyes locked on Rob's, his arms around Rob's waist while Rob's
arms were locked around Marc's neck.

"Father, if I were not alright with it, I would not be here at all...now
take me and fully make me yours," Rob said and then crushed his mouth
against Marc's in a kiss that left no room for doubt.

Marc placed his arms around Rob's waist and lowered him down to the bed,
feasting his eyes on his son's beautiful body. How often he had longed for
this moment...fantasized about it, even though he knew that it was morally
and legally wrong, he always knew that one day it would happen, and here it
was finally happening.

"Finally dad...finally you and I are going to be just what I always prayed
we would be, lovers," Rob whispered as Marc covered his body with his own.

His son's body was warm against his as he spread himself on top of him, his
mouth taking possession of his son's once again. This time the kiss was
beyond passionate, it held a fury and desire that spoke silently of two
that needed each other and that had no words to convey those needs to each
other, only actions.

Marc moved with the grace of a man that knew his way around a bed as he
kissed his was down his son's neck, leaving behind his mark as a brand that
this boy was his for all to see.

His hands slid down to Rob's chest, fondling them, working his nipples
until they stood tall and hard. Kissing his way down to them, he took his
time as he licked, sucked and then bit, causing Rob to scream out in
painful ecstasy as his father tortured his nipples beyond the point of
tolerance.

"No more father...please...oh please stop dad," Rob begged and moaned but
still Marc continued, knowing that when he did stop, Rob would never want
another man to please him, because he had been satisfied beyond
satisfaction by him.

Delirious now and to the point of being almost incoherent, Rob's head
tossed to and fro as Marc finally relinquished the boy's nipples and moved
on. He left behind a large purple ring around each nipple that spoke of the
sensitivity that surrounded Rob's nubs.

Licking and nibbling his way down to his teen cock, Marc knew that once he
had it in his mouth, Rob would surely explode. He sucked and licked at the
lushness of his pubes that surrounded his thick six inch cock. He licked
Rob's shaft slowly upward and then wrapped his tongue around the sensitive
head.

"Oh fuck dad...I'm gonna shoot," Rob howled, unable to hold back his
climax.

Marc instantly engulfed his son's cock, just as it exploded, shooting one,
two and then three hard blasts of thick, rich teen juice into Marc's
mouth. Marc swallowed quickly and each swallowed was replenished with
another full mouthful.

Spent and his body alive like it had electrical charges coursing through
it, Marc rolled his son over onto his stomach, placing several pillows
beneath his groin so that his sweet, hard, round ass was pointing upward.

Marc reached over to the night side table and opened the drawer. In it he
found ever need a gay man could want. There were rubbers, if wanted, lube
and then there was this small bottle that he had never seen before. He took
it out examined, still not sure what it was.

"They're call poppers dad, I've seen them used on some of the videos," Rob
said looking over his shoulders at his father and totally down for his
sexual afterglow. "Give them to me and I'll unwrap them," he said.

"Are you sure that they are safe," he asked.

"They wouldn't be in the room if they weren't," Rob said. "All you do is
take a couple of inhaled hits and fuck away," he said. "These are going to
help me accommodate that monster that you are going to shove up me," he
added as he tossed the wrapper aside and untwisted the cover.

"If you say that they are safe, I'll take your word for it son," Marc said
and reached for the lube.

As Rob inhaled several hits of the poppers, Marc lubed up the boy's
ass. When he had felt that he had him properly prepared, he applied lube to
his own cock and set the lube aside.

He knew that this was going to be Rob's first time, and he wanted Rob to
remember it as something enjoying and full of ecstasy as apposed to
painful.

"Are you ready son...I'm about to enter you," Marc whispered against his
son's ear.

"One second dad, let me take a hit of this stuff, it'll make me relax
enough to take you," he said and then took two long sniffs in each nostril
before replacing the cover back on the bottle. "Ok dad...go ahead," he said
and then lowered his face into a pillow.

Slowly but firmly Marc entered Rob, pushing his well lubed cock into the
warm depths of his son's ass until his balls were resting firmly against
the cheeks of Rob's ass.

Rob was flooded with emotions, with pain being the major one of them. He
raised his head and quickly unscrewed the cover and took another hit of the
poppers. After taking several more hits of the stuff, he found that the
pain had subsided and a sensual bliss had replaced it.

"Am I hurting you son...do you want me to pull out," Marc asked.

"No! I'm fine dad...it just hurt for a minute but now there seems to be
some kind of bliss. Make love to me dad, make a man out of your boy," Rob
said and handed the poppers back to his dad, "take a hit of these first
dad."

"I don't need that shit to tell me how much I love you and that your body
is turning me on son," Marc said as he grabbed the poppers and placed them
on the table beside the bed.

Marc pulled his cock out and quickly turned his son over onto his back. He
lifted Marc's leg up high and then re-entered the boy, methodically
thrusting his cock in and out of the lad until he had them both moving
together as one.

"I never knew I would be this beautiful dad...I love you dad," Rob said and
reached up and pulled his father down in a kiss that was hot and long.

As soon as Marc's hair covered chest rubbed against Rob's sensitive
nipples, Rob cried out as torrent of lust overtook him and his hips rose up
violently, his fingers digging into the flesh of his father's ass, urging
his thrusts on faster.

"Fuck me Marc...deeper...harder...damn it man fuck me," Rob screamed, as if
some demon had been turned loose in him.

Marc liked this new side of his son, and pounded his boy's ass as if he'd
never get another fuck again. Together their bodies rose and fell as they
made love together. Both were panting heatedly when Rob could hold back no
longer and his climax rose as if from his toes.

"I'm cumming Marc...fuck me," he yelled and then slapped his father's ass
on each cheek and spewed his seed between their entwined bodies.

"Oh fuck...yes...yes...aaaaggghhh fuck yes cumming Rob," Marc screamed and
thrust in deep one last time and stopped, shooting his seed once, twice and
three times, before resuming his thrusts, and when he did resume them he
lowered his mouth to his son's nipples and bit on them hard, causing the
boy give out a painful sexual howl that seem to rock the very core of the
ship.

Spent, Marc's mouth fell hard against Rob's in an erotic kiss as his body
continued to move within the boy, thrusting over and over until his cock
was flaccid.

"Thank you dad, you made me very happy today and also a man," Rob said as
he snuggled against his father.

"No son, thank you, for today son you completed me," he said and kissed his
son tenderly.

They got up and showered and as soon as they were dried off, together hand
in hand, they joined the others in the lounge...naked.

There you go guys, tell me what you think at: bernieclark2@yahoo.com

Thanks

Bernie