Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2016 22:41:43 -0400 (EDT)
From: Graphmuse <dark_angel969@runbox.com>
Subject: Incestsemilla part 1

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For Matej



Incestsemilla – part 1




     It all went down on an oppressively hot afternoon in August.  The
intense Florida heat and humidity made Mark feel lazy.  The air condition
had broken and couldn't be fixed until tomorrow.  His 14-year-old son,
Justin had left earlier in the day to meet up with some friends, and also
escape the heat of the house.  He was supposed to have been home an hour
ago.

     Mark also had a younger 11-year-old son named Jordan who was off
visiting the grandmother in Chicago for a week.  Mark's ex-wife had left
them shortly after Jordan was born, wanting freedom from family life and
not be tied down.  Despite that, Mark felt he'd done a pretty good job
raising two precocious boys on his own.

     Mark was sweating on the sofa, wearing only a pair of loose shorts
watching TV when he decided to try and call his oldest son to see if he was
on his way home.  He dialed Justin's number and heard the faint sound of a
cell phone ringing in the back of the house.

     "That's strange."  Mark thought as he got up off the couch and
followed the sound.  Sure enough, he found his son's phone on the
nightstand by his bed.

     "Oh that forgetful boy," Mark thought as he shut the phone off and
placed it back on his son's bedside nightstand.  "Where could he have gone
without his phone?" It was odd of Justin not to take his phone with him.

     Just as Mark looked down, he happened to notice something sticking out
from under his son's bed.  Normally, Mark didn't like to pry into Justin's
business, and respected his son's privacy.  But Justin had become withdrawn
from his dad lately and Mark was growing concerned.  Mark pulled it out
from under the bed.

     It was an old used shoebox he'd never seen before.  When Mark opened
it he was shocked to find several gay porn magazines stuffed inside.  Mark
wondered where he gotten the magazines from.  He thought kids now days
watched porn on the internet and that magazines would be considered old
fashioned.  In the old shoe box sized container where several old issues of
HandJobs as well as a couple of issues of Honcho stacked inside.

       As Mark pulled the stroke mags out, he also noticed the strong smell
of weed coming from the box.  As he pulled the last magazine out he found a
bag of weed and a small glass pipe at the bottom of the box.  Mark never
would have guessed his son was into men, not to mention weed.  Mark was not
really upset or angry, just mostly surprised.

     Just like his son, Mark had his own stash of gay stroke mags hidden in
his bedroom.  Only his were vintage magazines of young underage boys from
the 70's.  Mark would pull them out after both his sons was sound asleep,
smoke a bowl, and jerk off to the many images of smooth young boys and
teens fucking.  Mark put everything back in the box and returned it where
he found it.

     Reeling from this revelation, he made his way out of Justin's bedroom.
On the way out of the room, Mark accidentally bumping into his son's
computer desk.  The screen popped on as the computer came out of sleep
mode.  On the screen was a paused video file, it looked like someone
fucking.  Must have been a porn video his son had been watching earlier in
the day.  Mark hit play and watched two older, muscular men, come to life
as they grunted and fucked each other in a hot bareback scene.

     Mark noticed another video window under the one he was watching and
clicked on that, bringing it forward.  The other vid featured an older man
about Mark's age with a younger, almost hairless twink kissing passionately
and exploring each other, as if the two were lovers.

     Mark then spied another file marked "DAD" on the computer desktop.
Now brimming with curiosity, Mark opened the file.  There weren't much
there, just a few photos of Mark from his Facebook profile, all shirtless
pics from when he was posing after working out at the gym.  But then there
were 2 other photos of Mark, posing nude, which were from his Grindr
account.  His son had been on Grindr?  Looking at his Dad's profile?

     "Oh shit." He mumbled under his breath.  Mark had a million questions
instantly race through his head.  Did Justin have the hots for his Dad?!
Did Justin knows his Dad was gay?  Was Justin gay like his Dad?

     Mark had always suppressed any dirty thoughts he had about his boys,
always trying to be the good Dad.  Mark's mind started to wander thinking
about his teen son.  Justin was a cute kid. 120 lbs., athletic build; and a
5'1" frame with dark hair like his dad but longer.  He looked like a
typical skater boy.  Mark also realized his son looked like the tween boys
he'd been fantasizing about when looking at the boy porn mags.

     Mark's gym shorts suddenly grew tighter as his cock started to bone
up; turned on by the fact his young teen son possibly had the hots for him.
He knew it was wrong but couldn't help himself.  He pawed at his crotch,
thinking about how he should handle the situation.

     Mark had always loved and cared for his two boys very much.  Spending
as much quality time as he could with them.  Taking both Justin, and Jordan
to the park to play catch; out to a movie now and then...normal father/son
activities.  Mark loved them more than anything.

     But Mark did feel guilty for being Gay, and also having to hide that
side of his life from his son.  One of the many reasons why his wife
divorced him, and cut both him and the boys out of her life completely.
But he never realized his son might feel about him in that way.

     "Fuck it." Mark said.  He walked out of Justin's room, back to his
master bedroom and changed his shorts, putting on a pair of tight gym
shorts which showed off his bubble butt and thick cock.  He grabbed his
stash of weed from his dresser and walked back to Justin's room.

    Once there, he took his son's glass pipe out of the shoebox and packed
the bowl.  Then he leaned back on his son's bed, wearing nothing but his
tightest shorts, hands clasped behind his head waiting for his son to
return.  Minutes later, he heard the front door open and shut and Justin
walking down the hall.  Mark's cock tingled with excitement.

     Justin walked into the bedroom, shirtless and sweaty, with his
skateboard at his side.  A mix of panic and fear suddenly washed across his
face as he spotted his dad lying on his bed with his glass weed pipe next
to him.

     "Dad?!"  Justin panicked.  Mark got up off the bed.  Justin backed up
a bit, not sure if his dad was angry.

     "Easy buddy, it's O.K."  Mark said in a reassuring tone.  "I'm not
pissed off."  Mark continued as he let Justin know he wasn't angry.  Justin
was still frozen with fear.

     "I tried to call you earlier but you had left your phone in your
room. That's when I found the box with your stash in it."  Mark explained
as he rubbed Justin's arms in a calm manner that always put his son at
ease.

     "You're... you're not angry... that I smoke pot?"  Justin asked still
with a bit of tenseness in his voice.

     "I can't be angry with you for something I do as well, sport.  Your
dad's a stoner too."  Mark replied with a wink as he ruffled Justin's
sweaty hair.  Mark felt Justin start to relax.  Mark walked back to the bed
and could see Justin eying his dad's well-muscled ass in Justin's bedroom
mirror, causing his own daddy cock to stiffen up even more.

     "Smoke a bowl with your old man?"  Mark asked as he grabbed his son's
fully packed pipe and sat down on Justin's bed.

     "Sure... sure dad."  Justin smiled hesitantly.  The teen kicked off
his worn out shoes and sat down next to his dad, still not sure this was
really happening.

     "Don't worry, this is from my stash."  Mark winked again as he fired
up the bowl.  Mark took a long pull off the pipe and held it in while
handing the pipe off to his young son.  Justin took the pipe from his dad
and expertly put his finger over the carb while sucking on the still
burning bowl.  The young teen took a long hit off the glass pipe and held
it in just like his dad.  They smiled at each other as they held their hits
deep in their lungs.  Then they both blew out the smoke at the same time,
filling Justin's bedroom with a smoky haze.  Justin coughed a bit then
looked at his dad with a goofy stoned smile.

     "Wow, that's some good shit."  Justin giggled, his eyes starting to
glaze over.

     "You ever shotgun?"  Mark said with a sly smile.  He could feel his
cock start to push out of one of the legs holes of his gym shorts as both
his lust, and cock grew.

     "What's that?"  Justin replied inquisitively.

     "It's where I take a hit and then I blow it into your mouth while you
breathe in.  We share it."  I said with a grin.

     "Sure..."  Justin smiled in a daze.  Mark fired up the bowl and took a
large hit off the glass pipe, killing the bowl.  He then leaned into Justin
as his son opened his mouth.  Mark started blowing the smoke in.  He could
hear Justin breathe in.

     Mark's lips were right next to Justin's.  Any closer and they would be
kissing.  Suddenly they were!  Then Mark suddenly realized Justin was
kissing him back as they traded smoke back and forth.  Mark slid his hands
up Justin's legs until he felt the unmistakable feeling of his son's hard
erection inside his board shorts.  Mark gave it a gentle squeeze.

     "Mmmmmmm..." Justin moaned into his Dad's mouth as their kissing
intensified.  Father and son were now lost in lust, their bare, sweat
covered chests slipping and sliding against each other as their tongues
dueled in the hot bedroom.

     Mark pulled back and smiled. "You've done that before haven't you?"

     "Maybe..." Justin smiled deviously, his eyes glazed over.  "Can we do
that again?" He asked.  His face flushed with excitement.

     "You want another?"  Mark teased.

     "Yeaaah."  Justin replied a bit slower.  Mark packed another bowl and
fired it up.  Justin automatically leaned into his Dad as they immediately
started kissing again.

     Mark thrust his hands down inside his son's loose shorts.  He was
surprised to feel his son's erection encased inside a jock strap.  Justin
had always hated wearing them when he was younger.  Mark didn't think more
about it as he slipped his hand inside the stretched out jock and gripping
his teen son's hard erection. It felt long and thick for a boy his age. It
must have been at least 7 inches or longer, just like he was at that age.
Justin was going to have a big cock just like his Dad.

     "Mmmmffph..."  Justin moaned into his Dad's mouth as he felt his
Father's hand grip his hard boy cock.  Mark pulled back, a small puff of
smoke escaped between them.  Mark slowly reached out and started pulled
Justin's shorts off, Justin helped by leaning back, letting his Dad easily
pull them off.  The tip of Justin's impressive 7-inch cock was now sticking
out of the top of his jockstrap.  Mark reached out and gently pulled the
hard teen cock down then released it, making it slap against his son's flat
stomach leaving a wet spot of pre-cum on it.

     "Uuughhh" A shudder rippled through Justin's young bodied.

     Mark stood up and pushed his shorts off, revealing his hard 8 inches,
which was now leaking pre-cum like crazy.  Justin's eyes widened as he took
in his Dad's impressive man meat.  Mark sat down on the bed facing his son.
There was a pregnant pause between them as they stared at each other.

     "I saw what else was in the box."  Mark finally said, Justin didn't
say anything, but Mark noticed his face blush a bit.  "I guess you know
your old man is Gay right?"  Justin smirked and nodded his head yes as he
focused his eyes on his Dad's impressive cock.  Mark paused as he thought
about what to say.

     "Can I..." Justin choked out. "I... I wanna..."  Justin didn't wait
for a respond as he suddenly crawled forward and enveloped his Father's
cock in his mouth.

     "Oh god...yeeeah..."  Mark moaned low as he ran his hands through his
son's hair, enjoying the sensations his son's tongue was now giving his
hard Daddy cock.

     "Oooooh fuck boy, where did you learn that..."  Mark whimpered as he
felt his cock start to slid down the back of his son's throat!  Mark heard
Justin gag a few times, but the 14-year-old didn't stop, as he kept
swallowing his Dad's cock down his throat.  Mark couldn't believe Justin
almost had all of his adult sized cock down his throat.  Mark's lust was
now past the point of no return.

     "Fuck yeah J! Suck Daddy's cock!"  Mark huffed as he firmly gripped
Justin's hair and started throat fucking his boy with long slow thrusts.

     "MMMPHHH!" SLURP" SLURP! COUGH! SHLURP! "MMMPHH!"  The wet sounds of
Mark's cock working in and out of Justin's mouth intermixed with the boy's
muffled gagging and moaning filled his son's bedroom.  The sight of
watching his 8-inch cock piston in and out his boy's mouth quickly pushed
Mark over the edge.

     "UUUGHH FUCK! SWALLOW IT!!!  NNNUUUAAAA!!!"  Mark bellowed as he
suddenly thrust upward.  Mashing Justin's face against his crotch as Mark
started firing shot after shot of his Daddy seed directly down his son's
throat.  Mark finally released Justin's head as the boy popped up gasping
for air, both collapsing back on opposite sides of the bed exhausted.  Mark
noticed Justin had a dazed, lust filled look on his face.

     "Did I hurt you?"  Mark quickly gasped, worried he might have been too
forceful with his boy.

     "I'm... okay."  Justin gasped still trying to catch his breath.  He
smiled with a dopey grin as he wiped some spit off his mouth with the back
of his hand.

     "Where did you learn that boy?"  Mark gasped as he wondered where his
son acquired such knowledge.

     "I'm not supposed to say."  Justin said with smirk.  Mark's boy had
secrets.

     "Okay...be like that."  Mark said with a smile.  Justin watched
breathlessly as his Dad slowly crawled into position between Justin's
splayed out slender teen legs.  Mark pulled the jock down slightly, letting
Justin's cock arch forward.  Mark looked up at his son, the two locking
eyes briefly before Mark completely engulfed his son's 7 inches to the
hilt.

     "Ooooohhhhgaaawd! FUUUCK! Dadeeeeeee!"  Justin gasped loudly as he
collapsed back onto his bed, his Dad now wildly sucking on his son's 7-inch
cock without mercy.

     "Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck..."  Justin panted over and over again
as Mark molested his son's cock with his mouth, tongue, and throat.  Mark
suddenly pulled back, quickly pulling off Justin's jockstrap.  Justin
looked up.  His Dad now had a determined, lust filled look in his eyes as
he grabbed a hold of Justin's boyish legs, and lifted them up and back.

     "What are you...?  UUUUGGGHHHH!!!"  Justin gasped as Mark dove down
and started tonguing Justin's teen balls.  Mark noticed his son's balls had
been shaven smooth recently as Mark moved from his son's balls down to his
perineum.

     "Fuck my boy tastes so good!"  Mark thought as the mixture of sweat,
funk and teen boy filled his nose.  Mark suddenly pushed Justin's legs all
the way against Justin's shoulders to get a clear look at his boy's wincing
hole.  What Mark saw surprised and excited him.

     Justin's asshole looked red, swollen, and puffy!  The tell-tale signs
his son had been fucked, and fucked good recently.  His son had a boy
pussy!  This knowledge made Mark's Daddy cock painfully hard.  Mark let out
a low groan as he leaned in and immediately started eating out his
14-year-old son's freshly fucked boy hole.

     "Ooooh daddeeeeee..."  Justin whimpered as he felt his Dad's tongue
invade the folds of his sensitive, well stretched boy pussy.  Mark started
making grunting sounds, like a starved pig as he attacked Justin's hole.
Justin ran his hands through his Dad's sweaty hair, pushing his head down
against his ass as Father and Son lost themselves in lust.

     "UUUGH!!!"  Mark felt Justin's boy hole dilating as his tongue
suddenly slid in deeper.  The unmistakable taste of cum greeted Mark as
Justin's ass pushed out a huge load into his mouth.  Mark greedily lapped
up the cummy goodness that was being expelled from the depths of Justin's,
young 14-year-old ass.

     Suddenly, Mark reared up, pulling his face off of Justin's ass.  And
in one smooth motion, leaned forward, resting Justin's legs on his
shoulders while pushing the tip of his hard uncut 8 inches against his
boy's now slick open hole.

     "OOOOOOO FUUUUUCK!!!"  Mark watched Justin squeeze his eyes closed,
and open his mouth wide as Justin felt his Dad enter him.  Mark immediately
started making small sharp thrusts with his hips, using his weight as he
did so.  Each thrust drove Mark's cock in another inch or so into his boy.

     "OOOH! GAWD! FUUUCK! DADDEEE! UUUGH! NNNUGH!" Justin made an endless
series of moans, yips, and gasps which fueled Mark's thrusts even more.  By
the time he'd finished the half dozen rapid, pounding thrusts, he had
buried his cock completely up his kid's ass.

     "Open your eyes."  Mark grunted.  Justin opened his eyes.  Mark could
see a mix of fear and lust on his son's face.

     "Daddy is all in you now."

     "Uuuughh..." Justin only moaned as he wrapped his legs around his
Dad's waist.

     "You've been a bad boy haven't you?"  Mark growled.  Justin didn't
respond.  Mark gave a sharp thrust into Justin.  Grinding his hips against
Justin's smooth ass.

     "UUUGH! Yyyeessss!" Justin groaned out loudly.

     "Who's been fucking you, boy?"  Mark huffed as he started licking and
sucking on Justin's neck.

     "UUUUUUGH! I... I'm not supposed to say!"  Justin whimpered conflicted
and confused.

     "You letting your friends fuck you?" Mark growled into Justin's ear as
he slowly started fucking his 8-inch cock methodically in and out of his
boy.

     "Uhnn... nnnno... It's not...them... But I... can't... say who."
Justin groaned, still trying to hold out.  Justin's resistance was making
Mark more and more horny.

     "Who's!... been!... fucking!...you!?" Mark showed no mercy, thrusting
hard on every word, then holding and pressing his hips against the boy's
ass after the final thrust.

     "UUUGH!  Dadeee pleeease!  I... I don't know his name..."  Justin
gasped. "I met him... on Grindr."

     "Yeah?"  Mark started making little fucking motions with his daddy
spear.

     "Uuugh... he... he calls himself... Coach..."  A shudder rippled
through Mark's body at the sound of that name.  He knew exactly who this
"Coach" was.  He was a muscular dominate top Mark had hooked up with a few
times through Grindr.  Mark had been fucked many times by this man's huge
10-inch cock.  Coach had even been to Mark's house when his boys were out
of town visiting his mother, and he had the house to himself.  Fuck! Justin
had been getting fucked by that man?

     "Fuck meeee daddeee... pleeeeease!"  Justin's begging snapped Mark out
of his daydreaming.  The knowledge his son had been fucked by 'The Coach'
made Mark's cock ache with excitement.

     "You like getting fucked by him?" Mark asked as he gave his son a few
quick thrusts then buried his cock deep again and stopped.

     "UUUGH!  Uuungh Yeeah Dad... he's so... aaagh... so
big... nnnuuug... and so... oh fuck... so thick!"  Justin gasped as he
tightened his legs around his Dad's sweaty body.

     "How big is he?"  Mark huffed.  He knew how big the Coach was, he just
wanted to hear Justin say it.

     "He's... he's ten... ten inches..."  Mark could feel another shudder
ripple through his son's body as Justin thought about Coach's cock.

     "You get all of it in you?"  Mark said with a quick jab of his cock.

     "Oh God Dad! PLEASE Fuck meeeeee!"  Justin begged.

     "Did you get all of it in you?"  Mark asked again as he kept his Daddy
cock buried to the hilt inside his son.

     "Uuugh... yeeeah... eventually..." Justin panted breathlessly. "Please
fuck me Daddee."

     "I will boy."  Mark leaned in and kissed Justin, his son returning his
kiss by shoving his tongue inside his Dad's mouth.  Their tongues dueled
briefly until Mark pulled back.

     "How long has he been fucking you?"  Mark panted as he started making
slow fucking motions with his hips.  Justin found it hard to respond as his
Dad's 8-inch cock stimulated his teen colon.

     "He's... uuugh... been fucking me... mmmmm... for about a year."
Justin gasped. "Since my birthday..."

     Mark remembered Justin spending the night at a friend's house for his
thirteenth birthday.  No wonder Justin slept the whole day after coming
back from that.  He was exhausted from getting fucked the whole night by
Coach's fat, 10-inch cock.

     "Did he fuck you today?"

     "I... noooo..."  Justin gasped.

     "Who fucked you then?"  Mark started making firmer thrusts into
Justin.

     "I don't... uuugh uuugh... I don't know... uuugh gaaagh... some
guy... aaagh... Coach set it up."  Justin looked totally consumed with lust
as Mark kept up a steady fucking rhythm.

     "You like taking a stranger's cock?"  Mark growled as he started to
really pump his boy hard.

     "Yeesss... uungh... I do... uuungh... fuck meeeeee."  Justin moaned.

     "You like Daddy's cock?"

     "Yeessssss!!!"

     "You like Daddy's cock fucking you?"

     "UUUGH GAWD YEESSSSSS!!!!"  Justin groaned loudly as he clung to his
Father's undulating body.  His Daddy's cock making his teen body feel so
good.  Something Justin had dreamed about, but never thought possible.

     "Let's fuck boy!"  Mark growled as his long cock started to piston in
and out of Justin's asshole, pumping faster and faster.

     "OHH my GaaaAAAhhAAAhhddd!  UUUNGH! UUUNGH! UUUNGH!"  Justin's bedroom
became filled with the sounds of slapping flesh, shameless squeals, and
boyish moans.  Justin started drooling slightly as his Dad pounded his boy
hole with powerful, measured thrusts.

     Justin's hands clutched and scratched at his Dad's sweaty back, his
mind overwhelmed by the presence of his dominant Father pounding his most
secret place with his 8-inch Daddy cock.  The sensations made Justin think
back to the first time Coach fucked him in that basement, in that swing,
with that huge 10-inch cock!  There was nothing Justin could do to make the
thrusting stop.  He had no control over its speed, its girth, or how deeply
it liked to pump inside him.  Justin could only let it in, let it proudly
overpower his slender body.  Mark continued to fuck his son's ass fast and
furiously.  The tip of Mark's cock now coming completely out of Justin's
asshole, only to be shoved back in up to the hilt.

     "UUUGH! UUUGH! UUUGH! UUUGH! UUUGH!"  Justin's moans grew louder and
louder as sexual pleasure overrode his ability for rational thought.  Mark
suddenly felt Justin's ass contract, trying to push his cock out.  Mark
made one hard thrust, completely sinking his cock into his boy and leaving
it in balls deep.

     "UUUGGGGHH FUUUUUUCK!!!"  Justin yelled out.  The first shot was so
powerful it hit Justin right in his face.  Then another one on his neck,
then finally several smaller shots created a puddle right on his stomach.
Seeing that pushed Mark over the edge as he unloaded his daddy seed deep
inside his son's well used boy pussy.  Suddenly the bedroom fell silent as
Mark and Justin collapsed into a sweaty heap.

     Mark rolled over, his cock still buried deep inside his son ass as the
two continued to tenderly kiss and make out.  Their sweaty, cum covered
bodies slipping and sliding against each other as they did so.  Mark's cock
finally slipped out, causing Justin to grunt slightly.

     "So what do you think of your old man?

     "I loved it."  Justin smiled warmly at his Dad.

     "Glad you liked it."  Mark reached over and grabbed Justin's glass
pipe, loaded up another bowl and fired it up taking a big hit.  He handed
the pipe off to Justin who also took a long hit off the bowl.  They both
released the smoke together as Mark leaned back against the wall as Justin
leaned against his dad.

     "Where did you meet this Coach guy?"  Mark asked.

     "I..uh..."  Justin hesitated.

     "It's okay, I won't get mad.  You can tell me." Mark replied in his
soothing tone as he rubbed his boy's stomach.  Mark smiled as he watched
Justin's cock start to chub up again.

     "I... met him on Grindr."  Justin choked out.

     "When was this?"

     "A couple weeks before my birthday."

     "Oh yeah, you mentioned he took your cherry on your birthday."  For
some reason that thought started to make Mark chub up again.

     "So you met him when you were twelve?"

     "Yeah..."

     "And you've been letting him fuck you ever since?"

     "Yeah..."

     "Look at me."  Justin turned his head to look at his dad.

     "You like getting fucked don't you?"  Mark could feel Justin start to
breath faster.

     "Uh huh..."  Justin nodded with a slight grin.

     "Do you think you're gay?"

     "Duh Dad, of course I am."  Justin giggled.

     "What about me?"  Mark asked, Justin's face turned more serious.

     "I loved how you fucked me, Dad.  I've been imagining what it would
feel like to have you fuck me, ever since Coach fucked me."  Justin leaned
forward and kissed his Dad like a lost lover as the two groped and fondled
each other.

     Mark pulled back with a wide grin on his face, but quickly turned
serious.

     "You can't tell your little brother anything about this.  About me or
you being gay, or us having sex.  Okay?"

     "Yeah, I know."  Justin grinned.

     "Not a word!"  Mark said one last time.

     "I will dad, I promise."  Justin said more seriously this time.

     "Okay, I need to start making dinner.  Go take a shower and clean up."
Mark said as he shared one more long passionate kiss with his 14-year-old
son.

     "Aw Dad, you could have left that in here."  Mark heard Justin giggle
as he exited Justin's bedroom with his stash of weed.

      Back in his master bedroom Mark quickly grabbed his phone and opened
up Grindr.  He wanted to contact the man called The Coach.  The app chimed
that he had received a message.  He checked the messages and gasped.  It
was from him, the man who'd been fucking his underage son.

     COACH - "You look hot fucking your son."



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