Date: Wed, 31 Jul 2013 12:05:31 -0500
From: Jim 002 <jim002@outlook.com>
Subject: It Must Be Fate

                         It Must Be Fate
                      By jim002@outlook.com
              Copyright 2013 by jim002@outlook.com

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Note to readers: this is about a monogamous relationship.




                               One
   "See you later, Dad," Davey said to his father.
   "Oh? You have plans?" Joe Adams asked his nineteen year-old
son.
   "Yeah, Dad. I'm going to go for a ride."
   "Well, have fun."
   Davey hugged his father and left.
   Joe was very concerned about his son. Davey had started
disappearing suddenly and returning an hour later smelling
strange. It was a peculiar scent, and Joe was afraid his son had
taken up drugs. He had decided he would follow him and see what
Davey was up to. This was a very good time for it. His wife Beth
was at her mother's.
   Joe went to the front of the house and looked out the window.
He saw Davey get on his bike and pedal off.
   Davey was horny and excited. He had discovered Westchester
Park a couple of months earlier. He didn't mind that he didn't
have a car. The park was only six blocks away.
   Joe got in his car. He saw Davey turn right at the end of
their street. Joe followed his son. It was difficult driving so
slowly, but fortunately, Davey was on a residential side-street.
He saw Davey ride into Westchester Park. He stopped at the
restroom and got off his bike. He went into the restroom.
   Joe sat in his car, wondering why Davey didn't use the
bathroom before he left the house, three minutes earlier! When
Davey didn't come out of the restroom, Joe got out of his car.
Maybe Davey did drugs in an empty restroom. The park was dead.
Joe went into the restroom and saw Davey's feet under a stall
door. Joe wasn't sure what to do, but he went into the next
stall. He closed the stall door and wondered what to do. He saw
there was a gloryhole in the wall, but if he looked through it,
Davey would see his face. He decided to look over the stall wall.
Joe was six-two, so it was easy to do. As soon as he leaned
against the wall, he felt a hand on his crotch. He froze. Davey
was groping him through the gloryhole. He felt his zipper being
pulled down. Joe was still frozen in shock. Davey's hand went
inside his pants and pulled his cock out of them. Joe was
humiliated when he became hard from his son's touch. He hadn't
had sex for so long, he couldn't help it. Then he gasped as Davey
swallowed his cock and started sucking him. The feeling was
intense and pleasurable. He moaned. He stifled the urge to tell
his son to stop. His was obviously not the first cock Davey
sucked. His son was good at it.
   Davey admired the cock he pulled out of the man's pants. It
was uncut and had a very nice shape. It was big, but not too big
to enjoy sucking. Davey picked his phone up off the floor and
took pictures of the cock. Then he took him all the way. His lips
were buried in the man's thick, black pubic hair, with inches of
his cock inside his throat. He pulled back when he started to
gag. He wanted to impress this man. He didn't want this to be the
only time he sucked his dick. Sometimes the guys asked when he
would be there again. He hoped this guy wanted a repeat
performance. He ran his fingertips over the part of the shaft
that he couldn't swallow.
   Joe clutched the top of the stall wall, panting. He looked
down and watched his son suck him. His son's lips were wrapped
around his cock. The sight was incredibly erotic to
him-embarrassingly so. The pleasure was intense, and Joe was very
horny. Sex with Beth had gone from infrequent at the beginning of
their marriage to non-existent. Joe knew his son was gay. Davey
told his parents on his eighteenth birthday. It didn't bother Joe
or Beth. But Joe was insanely jealous of whoever got this on a
regular basis. Good god! To get sucked like this every day, would
be better than winning the lottery! He pushed his crotch hard
against the wall. He knew he was in his son's mouth, but it
didn't matter. It was the most pleasurable experience of Joe's
life and he was incapable of stopping it. He wanted Davey to have
every inch of him. He could see one of Davey's hands moving. He
looked to the side and saw Davey was jacking off while he sucked
him. That proved how much he liked Joe's cock. He thought about
both of them coming at the same time and that almost pushed him
over the edge. Fortunately, just then, Davey went after his
balls.
   Davey pulled the man's balls out of his pants and sucked on
them. He was pleased by the whimpering sound the man made. He
loved how responsive this man was to him. Some men just stood
there, passively. This man kept thrusting his cock forward. He
wanted Davey to have it. Davey pulled back to admire his cock
before returning to sucking his balls. He could feel the man's
precum drip onto his ear. He wiped it off his ear with his finger
and stuck his finger in his mouth. Then he took the man's juicy
cock back in his mouth. He caressed the part he couldn't suck
with his hands. He could hear the man's heavy breathing. He
sucked for a couple more minutes before pulling off to admire the
cock. He licked the head for a while and lapped up the man's
plentiful precum. Like all of the cocks he sucked, he wondered
what it would be like to get fucked with this one. A guy he had
met at that same gloryhole, Phil, taught him how to suck cocks.
Phil told him some bottoms fucked themselves on the cocks that
came through the hole. Phil was a top, though. He had been trying
to convince Davey to let him fuck him while Davey sucked the men
who came in. Davey was a little too romantic for that. And Davey
already picked the man he wanted to be his first. Unfortunately,
the man was straight, and he was also his father.
   Davey wanted his cum. He knew the man would enjoy it more if
he spent longer sucking it, but many men were in a hurry.
   Joe panted as he approached his orgasm. He knew what he was
doing was wrong, but his cock was in control and it wanted to be
sucked. He watched his son eagerly fellate him. It was completely
obvious that Davey loved his cock. He stopped periodically to
look at it, and once Davey stopped to rub his cheek against it.
When Davey took pictures of it, his cock bounced. Joe hoped it
didn't mess up the photos. There was a primal thrill in having
his son admire his cock. Of course it was more than admiration.
His son was almost making love to his cock. It was also a thrill
to know his cock excited his son so much, he was jacking off.
Davey brought him closer and closer to orgasm. When Joe thought
about Davey jacking off at home looking at photos of his cock, he
came. He groaned as the most intense orgasm he ever had
overloaded his senses.
   Davey couldn't believe how much cum the man was feeding him.
His cock just kept shooting, over and over and over and over! Not
that Davey minded! Oh, no! He absolutely loved it! The man
obviously wasn't used to coming to gloryholes, he was moaning
very loudly. That was a no-no. Fortunately, there was no one
around when he went in to the restroom. Davey gulped down the
man's thick load. It was very tasty. Davey was about to come. He
stopped stroking himself. He wanted his complete attention on the
cock in his mouth. He had a feeling he would be fantasizing about
it for a very long time.
   But all good things had to come to an end, even the man's
wonderful orgasm. The man slowly pulled his cock out of Davey's
mouth. Davey squeezed the last of the cum out of the man's still
erect dick, and licked it off. Joe groaned again when Davey began
planting kisses on his cock. Joe watched him do it, shocked, but
incredibly aroused. Davey picked up his phone again and took
another picture. Joe left his cock there and Davey pulled the
foreskin back over the head and took another photo. Davey kissed
the head again, then Joe pulled it back. Damn! He wished he had
thought to take a picture. It would be the best jack-off picture
he could imagine, one with Davey's lips wrapped around him. Joe
moaned at the thought.
   "Will you let me do it again, sometime, please?" Davey
whispered.
   "Yes! Yes!" Joe hissed, before realizing what he was saying.
"Fuck!"
   Even the man's voice excited Davey. The man had a deep, sexy
voice just like his father.
   Having his son beg for his cock had him ready to push it back
through the hole. Both of them wanted more. He had to get out of
there! Joe put his stiff cock back in his pants. It was wet with
Davey's saliva and Joe gulped at the thought. He left quickly. He
was embarrassed beyond belief. But Davey's words, `Will you let
me do it again?' echoed in his mind. It was exactly what Joe
wanted, too.
   As Joe left the restroom, he saw a policeman walking towards
him. Joe's cock was still rock-hard, but there was nothing he
could do about it.
   "A cop is coming!" Joe said.
   "Thanks!"
   A second later, Davey left the restroom. He gulped when he
saw his Dad.
   "Dad!"
   The policeman was close.
   "Come on," Joe said.
   Joe headed towards his car.
   "Hello, Officer," Joe said as they passed the cop.
   "Good morning."
   Davey was in shock. He must have sucked his own father. He
looked around to see if any other men were walking away from the
restroom, but the park was dead. The only cars in the parking lot
were his dad's and the police car. It had to be him! He never
knew his dad had such a nice cock. He'd seen it soft, but it was
a grower and it was much more impressive erect. He had always
thought of his father as a stud. He truly was a stud.
   "I can still taste it," Davey said, not meaning to say it
aloud.
   "Oh, I am sure of that! I don't think I have ever come so
hard."
   Davey was stunned. I have ever come, his father said. Not
only had he sucked his father, but his dad knew it was him
sucking him! His Dad hadn't been surprised to see him when he
left the restroom. His dad must have known the entire time! A
million thoughts ran through his mind, but he asked, "Did I do
all right?" He was seeking his dad's approval.
   "All right? It was incredible. Are you all right?"
   "Yeah.yeah, Dad. I'm very happy, really. As long as you
aren't upset."
   "I'm confused, but not upset."
   "Do you come here all the time?"
   "No. This is the first time I've done this." Joe sighed. "I
was afraid you were doing drugs. I followed you to see if you
were."
   "Really?"
   "Yes. I love you, Davey. I was terrified that you would do
something foolish. People your age OD all the time."
   "I took a hit off a joint once, but that's it, Dad. I don't
plan to ever do drugs."
   "I'm very relieved."
   "What happened in there?"
   "When you reached into my pants, I froze. I didn't know what
to do! I was just looking over the wall to see if you were
injecting drugs, or something."
   Davey chuckled, and then laughed. Joe laughed, too.
   "Are you serious?"
   "Yes! I was worried, Davey! Your behavior changed. You
started disappearing and reappearing in a very good mood."
   Davey shook his head, embarrassed. He returned in a good mood
because he had sucked some cocks, and shot his load on a restroom
floor.
   "So you didn't think I was going to reach into your pants?"
   Joe laughed.
   "No, I really wasn't expecting it."
   "I thought you were shy and needed help getting him out!"
   "I am shy!" Joe said, laughing.
   "It's nice that we can laugh about it."
   "Lord, tell me about it."
   "I'm sorry I came in your mouth."
   "Uh, Dad. Um, that was the best part. Are you mad at me?"
   Best part? Joe thought. It was definitely the best part for
him!
   "No. I'm relieved. In two different, but wonderful ways."
   Davey laughed again. He was glad his dad was taking it so
well.
   "I'm glad you aren't freaking out, Dad."
   Joe looked at his son, who seemed just a little nervous.
   "Are you mad at me, Davey?"
   "No, Dad. I understand. I loved it, though. I feel terribly
guilty."
   "You shouldn't feel guilty. I should. You didn't know! What
is there for you to be guilty about?"
   Davey couldn't believe how understanding his father was. He
was sucking strangers in a public place, and his father said he
shouldn't feel guilty.
   "Oh, Dad! I love you so much! Thank you for being so
understanding."
   "I love you, Davey."
   "I feel guilty about liking it so much, Dad. I want to do it
again, even now that I know it was you. God! I want to drag you
back into that restroom and do it again. It was the best time
I've ever had doing that. I mean that. I was ready to tell that
man I loved him. Beg him for his cock."
   "I got the feeling you liked it," Joe said, in a massive
understatement.
   "I did."
   Joe was ashamed of feeling proud of that.
   Davey hoped his dad didn't know he took pictures. He might
want him to delete them. Of course, he could always say he did
and not do it.
   "Well, I liked it to. And I knew it was you."
   "It doesn't gross you out that it was me?"
   "No, Davey. My conscience shut down once I was in your mouth.
Damn! You're so good at it!" Davey smiled. "Why are you doing
it-sucking strangers? Is it that you don't have a boyfriend and
you want to suck a dick, or is it that you want to suck lots of
men anonymously?"
   Davey thought about that.
   "I fantasize about meeting the right man there and never
doing it again. That's what I thought when I saw yours, actually.
So the first."
   "Eventually, you will end up getting arrested, or getting a
sexually-transmitted disease."
   "Oh, I know that. I worry about it constantly. How on Earth
would I explain being arrested to you and Mom? Do you always
shoot so much cum?"
   Joe laughed, nervously.
   "I haven't jacked off for a couple of weeks."
   "You jack off?"
   "Yes. Are you surprised?"
   "Well, yeah! I thought married people didn't do that."
   Joe sighed.
   "Your mother doesn't like sex."
   "Oh, Dad. I am so sorry. I guess we both have the same
problem."
   "Yeah, we do. It makes me understand why you do it, son.
Being horny sucks. So you liked having me come in your mouth?"
   "I loved it, Dad. I really loved it."
   "No one has ever let me do that before."
   Then Davey bravely said, "We could help each other."
   Joe sighed.
   "I am very, very aware of that fact. In fact, it's all I've
thought about since I left that restroom. You have the pictures,
in any case."
   He knew and he didn't mind! Davey was very happy.
   "You wouldn't mind me looking at them when I, well, you
know."
   Joe was ashamed to realize that he wanted Davey to jack off
looking at his cock.
   "I don't mind. I would rather you did that than sucked
strangers in public. And I know you like the way it looks."
   "Dad, I told you I loved what we did. Did you?"
   "Oh, Davey."
   "Just yes or no."
   "It was incredible. Yes."
   "Well, you could keep me from being arrested, and I can keep
you from cheating on Mom or getting an expensive divorce. You
need to get your cock sucked and I need to suck one."
   "I know, Davey. I understand the benefits very well. Are you
sure you want to do it again?"
   "I want to do it twice a day from now on."
   Joe moaned. Twice a day! How could he refuse?
   "Dad, I think we both know that I am going to jack off
looking at your cock, as soon as we get home. I want to do it
while I can still taste your cum. Is that better than what we
just did?"
   Joe sighed.
   "No."
   Davey smiled.
   "Davey, we used to be so close. You used to kiss me on the
lips. Then you stopped and started hugging me, instead. Then you
started just shaking my hand. I figured the next step was being
ignored completely. I miss how close we were. I was starting to
think you don't love me anymore. What happened?"
   "Oh, Dad. I love you very much. Too much. Especially now. I
stopped kissing you and hugging you because I got hard when I did
those things. I was terrified you would find out and hate me."
   Joe's mouth dropped open.
   "That's why? You found me-desirable?"
   "Yes, Dad. Are you mad?"
   "No! No! Damn, I'm so relieved!"
   "You're relieved! Think about how relieved I am! My horrible
secret is out and you don't hate me."
   Joe took Davey's hand and held it while they walked.
   "Dad, we should help each other."
   "Yes, we should. It doesn't make any sense for us to beat off
in separate rooms thinking about each other. When you were taking
photos of my cock, I was wishing I had remembered to bring my
phone. I wanted pictures of you sucking me to beat off to. The
fact is, the most intense sexual experience of my life just took
place. I was going to jack off when we got home, too. It's
stupid."
   Davey closed his eyes and smiled.
   "And you won't mind if I get hard when I kiss you?"
   "No. Davey, I'm flattered. Really! I am glad someone finds me
desirable. I love your mother, but I want to be wanted. She
doesn't make me feel that way. It's weird, but you made me feel
like a man in there. Begging your mother and getting turned down
makes me feel like less of a man."
   "Well, I want you. I've wanted you since I was twelve. I have
felt guilty about it since then, too."
   "Don't. We can make each other happy, and your mother will be
happy when I stop asking for sex. We argue about it a lot, when
you aren't around."
   They arrived at Joe's car.
   "I should get my bike."
   "Oh, yeah. Bring it here. We'll put it in the trunk."
   Davey headed back to the restroom. He guessed the cop was
still in there, waiting for someone to show up and suck him.
Well, it wouldn't be him anymore!
   He got on his bike and rode it back to the car.
   Joe sat in the car. He felt guilty about it, but he also felt
it was the right thing to do. Cheating on Beth had always seemed
so wrong to him. A betrayal. He didn't feel that way about Davey.
Maybe it was because it was not another woman. Maybe it was
because a relationship with Davey would not split their family
apart. If Beth didn't find out, the only change would be they
would be happier. He wasn't sure why. He was sure, if he had just
fucked another woman, he would have felt much guiltier. He
thought about reasons to continue. By having sex with Davey, he
would be keeping his son disease-free, out of trouble, he would
be bonding with Davey again, and he wouldn't need prostitutes to
relieve his frustration. It was better for all of them. Cheaper,
too. He hadn't gone to a prostitute yet partly because he was
afraid his wife would wonder where the money went. She was very
careful with money. Joe watched his son ride towards him. He
rubbed his erection. His little boy wanted it. He was going to
give it to him. Twice a day!
   Joe opened the car door and got out. He saw Davey glance at
his crotch.
   "You do need me, Dad."
   "I do. I need you badly. Did you mean it about twice a day?"
   "Dad, I love sucking cock and I especially loved sucking you.
I will suck you as often as you will let me. Two times is like a
minimum."
   Joe groaned.
   He opened the trunk and Davey put his bike in it. They got in
the car.
   "Are you a virgin, Davey? I mean-"
   "I know what you mean. Yes, I am. I've been afraid to catch
something. Now I won't have to worry."
   "No. You won't. You have no idea how relieved I am about
that, too. You won't catch anything from me. Of course, once you
move away-"
   "Dad, do you want me to move away someday?"
   "No."
   "Then I won't. I don't know how Mom will feel about that."
   "She will be delighted."
   "Then everything is perfect."
   "Yeah, it really is. We just have to make damn sure your
mother never finds out."
   Joe started the car and put it in reverse. He pulled out of
the parking lot, driving very slowly because the trunk was open.
   Davey looked at his father's erection. He reached over and
felt it. He smiled when his father spread his legs for him.
   "Did you come? I saw you jacking off."
   "I was looking at one of the pictures, and I was about to
when you said a cop was coming."
   "You said you liked the taste of my cum?"
   "I loved it."
   "How did it compare to-others?"
   "It was better. Sweeter, thicker. Those beautiful balls of
yours are going to keep me happy."
   Joe grinned. Being lusted after was wonderful for his ego.
Davey made him feel like a stud.
   Davey continued rubbing his father's erection.
   "Can I do this whenever we are alone?"
   Joe grinned at his son.
   "I would love that, Davey. I always have to initiate it with
your mother, and then get turned down. You sure aren't very much
like your mother."
   "If she doesn't want sex, then no. Am I like you?"
   "I think so. I think we are much more alike than I thought.
Your touch is never going to bother me. I'm hoping we are going
to meet each other's needs. That means not turning the other
down. You need a cock, and I want mine to be the one you turn to
when you are horny."
   Davey grinned.
   "You may regret that. I am awfully horny."
   Joe chuckled.
   "So am I. I love sex and I love you. Do you need me to fuck
you?"
   "I really want that, but I will understand if you don't want
to."
   Joe thought about fucking his son's tight, virginal asshole.
He grabbed his son's hand and pulled it off his cock.
   "I was about to come."
   "And you knew I wanted it in my mouth."
   Joe chuckled, nervously.
   "Yeah. I know that, now."
   Joe shook his head grinning. Davey wanted him to come in his
mouth! How incredible was that?
   Joe decided that he really needed to fuck his son. If he
didn't, Davey might risk having another man do it. Maybe someone
who would give him a disease.
   "I'll fuck you. We will have to be extremely careful about
it, though. It's easy enough for me to get my cock back in my
pants if you are sucking me-"
   "I understand, Dad. Thank you."
   "Thank you, Davey!"
   Joe began whistling a happy tune. Then he took Davey's hand
and put it back on his crotch. Davey was very happy as he
squeezed and rubbed his father's erection.
   "Happy, Dad? I sure am."
   "I am! Thirty minutes ago, I was frustrated and afraid that
you were using, or even selling drugs. Now I'm not frustrated,
and the two of us are closer than we've ever been. And we will
stay close!"
   "We will. We will always be close. I knew I would never find
a man like you. It's why I wasn't looking. It's why I settled for
sucking strangers."
   "No more strangers. How many men would you have sucked
today?"
   "Two or three. It isn't usually very busy at this time of
day. But I was planning to go home after you. Anyone else would
have been such a letdown, and I wanted to keep the taste of your
cum in my mouth as long as I could."
   Joe looked at his son, who was completely sincere. He felt
proud of himself, again.
   "Do you like getting your cock sucked?"
   "An hour ago, I would have said it's OK. Now, I can't wait to
get sucked again. You were really good, Davey."
   Davey grinned.
   "I don't plan to make you wait, Dad."
   Joe took Davey's hand and held it.
   "Mom won't be back until tomorrow."
   Joe grinned.
   "Oh, I am very aware of that. I'm very glad your mother is
gone. I can't say I'm proud of that feeling, but there it is."
   "How many times a day can you come?"
   "At least three. Damn! Now I want to find out how many times
in a day I can come. Are you game?"
   "I'm your boy!"
   "You are! My beautiful, sweet boy."
   "Once we find out how many times I can make you come, we can
keep trying to break your record."
   Joe giggled like a kid, as they pulled into their driveway.
   They got out of the car and Joe walked to the door. He heard
the phone ringing. He hurriedly unlocked the door, but it stopped
ringing before he got the door open.
   He turned and saw Davey taking his bike out of the trunk. He
waited for him and they went into the house together.
   He checked caller ID and saw it was Beth. He called her.
   "Hi, honey. I just missed the phone. I was outside and forgot
my phone."
   He smiled at Davey.
   "Mom's ankle is still very sore. She can't walk." Beth
whispered, "And of course, she refuses to let me take her to the
ER."
   "Well, tie her up and drag her there!"
   "I would have to drag her! She can't walk."
   Beth sighed.
   "She asked me to stay until Monday and take her to Dr.
Peterson."
   Joe was delighted.
   "Oh. Are you going to do it?"
   "I suppose, unless you would rather I didn't."
   "It's fine." Joe paused for a minute. "Davey doesn't mind.
We'll go out for meals. It will be fun."
   "You're sure?"
   "You will be having a worse time than we will, honey."
   Beth laughed.
   "That is true. Well, we will plan for now for me to stay til
Monday. Hopefully, I can get her an early appointment. I'll let
you know if the plans change."
   "OK. Don't worry about us. And go visit your friends. You
don't have to stick around her twenty-four seven for a sprained
ankle. Feed her, turn on the TV and go have some fun. Go to
Neiman's and find something on sale."
   Beth laughed.
   "It would have to be! Thanks, dear. Let me talk to Davey."
   "Hi, Mom. Sorry about Grandma."
   "She's OK. Just stubborn. I won't be back until Monday. It
could be late, depending on how early an appointment I can get
for her."
   "Oh. OK. I'm make sure Dad eats."
   "I'm more worried about the mess that's there when I get
back."
   "I'll throw out anything growing mold."
   Beth laughed.
   "You do that! But you may need to wash a load of towels."
   "I'll do it. You use motor oil to clean them, don't you?"
   Beth laughed harder.
   "Yes. You can go buy expensive, synthetic motor oil or use a
cup full of the Tide in the laundry room."
   "That sounds easier. But will it work as well as expensive,
synthetic motor oil?"
   She laughed.
   "Believe me, it will. I love you! Bye!"
   "Bye!"
   Davey hang up.
   "Yippee!"
   Joe laughed.
   "What was that about cleaning with motor oil?"
   "Mom asked me to wash a load of towels."
   Joe laughed.
   "Your mother will never want you to leave home. You make both
of us laugh."
   Davey hugged his father. He got up on his tiptoes and kissed
him on the mouth.
   Joe felt Davey open his mouth. He decided to be bold. He
thrust his tongue into his son's mouth. They both moaned as they
kissed. Joe was very glad he had been bold. Kissing his son
wasn't disgusting. It was hot! And very pleasurable.
   Davey licked and sucked on his father's tongue. It was his
first kiss. He had sucked plenty of cocks, but he had never
kissed a man.
   When Joe finally pulled away, Davey said, "That was my first
kiss."
   Joe was touched-and surprised.
   "Why doesn't Mom want to have sex? It doesn't make sense. You
are a wonderful man and very sexy. I can't wait to get into your
pants, again."
   "Apparently, I'm too big. She's always said it was painful. I
thought that after you were born, she'd be stretched and it
wouldn't be an issue. But she still said it hurt. She'll jack me
off, but she's so bad at it, I'd rather do it myself."
   "Well, you are big."
   "I'm not that big, am I?"
   "Well, I think you are perfect. I've sucked a couple of cocks
that were bigger. I didn't like it. They were too big to suck.
One of them was too big for me to even get the head in my mouth.
You are bigger than most men, though. What are you, eight
inches?"
   "Eight and a half." Joe shook his head. "Well, as long as it
isn't too big for you."
   "It isn't. I love it!"
   Joe grinned.
   "He loves you."
   "Does he? I've been worrying about that. Can I keep you
interested? You are straight. I don't imagine I appeal to you as
much as you appeal to me."
   "Don't Davey. I want you. My cock was still hard after I
came. I had trouble getting it in my pants. And I knew my son had
just sucked me. I am very aware of the fact that you gave me the
best orgasm of my life. Not a woman. Not your mother. A man. You.
I watched you suck me. I knew it was you the entire time, and you
saw how my body reacted to you. My cock was harder because it was
you. That surprised and embarrassed me. I mean, I didn't want to
take my cock away from you, I wanted to give you more of it."
   "I know. The wall was creaking."
   "I told you it was the most intense sexual experience of my
life. If you had been a stranger, it wouldn't have been. I never
had a sexual thought about you. Ever. But once it happened, when
your mouth was on me, I thought it was perfect. It was hot, nasty
sex with someone I love. Only you didn't know it was me. I
figured you would be disgusted if you knew you were sucking me. I
was afraid you would look up and see me, but I couldn't take my
eyes off you. I may be straight, but you are the one my cock
wants."
   "Well, I am definitely the one who wants your cock!"
   "That excites me, Davy. I love being wanted. I may even need
it. You make me feel virile and sexy. Your mother makes me feel
the opposite. She's had me wishing since we got married that I
had a smaller dick."
   Davey looked into his father's eyes.
   "I love Mom, but if you ever want to divorce her, I will
stick with you."
   "Thank you, Davey. I think things will be fine, now. I love
your Mom. If I am having plenty of sex, I'll be very happy."
   "I would love to sleep with you sometimes."
   "I'm planning for you to do that tonight and tomorrow night.
We can go on camping and fishing trips together. We can sleep
together, then."
   Davey sighed, happily.
   Joe pulled his son tightly against him.
   "When you fall asleep tonight in my arms, you won't be a
virgin."
   "Oh, Daddy! That's what I want!"
   "You belong to me, Davey, in every way, including sexually. I
won't share you. I don't want to ever wonder whether you are
cheating on me. I've never cheated on your mother-" Joe closed
his eyes. He had just cheated on her. But not with another woman.
Not with a stranger, and not with someone who would destroy their
marriage.
   "I know what you mean, Dad. I won't. I love you. Only you."
   "I may not be gay, but I know what you need. A man and his
cock. I will give you what you need. Always. When I am seventy-
two and you are fifty, I will still give you what you need, if I
can."
   "That's perfect, Dad. I'll make sure you have plenty of
Viagra, if you need it."
   Joe chuckled.
   "With your mouth, I won't."
   "If I suck you again soon, will you be able to come when you
fuck me?"
   Joe grinned at his son.
   "We will find out. I don't think there will be a problem. I
can still fuck you, even if I have trouble coming."
   "I'll rim you. That should help."
   Joe started to laugh. He could see Davey was serious.
   "You would do that?"
   "I plan to do it all the time."
   Joe groaned.
   "Daddy, there isn't a part of you I don't want to lick or
kiss. Do you know your knees have turned me on?"
   Joe laughed.
   "I'm serious! They have black hair on them."
   "Well, most of me does."
   "I know! You are such a stud!"
   Joe smiled at his son.
   "If it wasn't biologically impossible, I would wish I married
you instead of your mother."
   Davey smiled.
   "Dad, I guess you know, from how we had sex that I can feel
kind of slutty."
   "Are you wondering if you can be slutty when it's just the
two of us?"
   "Yeah."
   "Like begging for my cock?"
   "Yeah, and for your cum."
   Joe grinned.
   "I don't think you can be slutty around someone you love. If
your Mom begged for it, I wouldn't think she was slutty, just
needy. I would have loved it. Just make sure we are absolutely
alone when you beg. I may beg you for your mouth."
   Davey started unbuttoning his father's shirt. When the shirt
was open, he ran his hands over his father's hairy torso.
   "Let's both get undressed. Who needs clothes when your mother
isn't here?"
   Joe basked in the obvious lust in his son's eyes. When they
were both naked, Joe saw that his son couldn't take his eyes off
his cock. Joe watched Davey's cock begin to drip. He was proud of
himself for exciting him that much. He looked down and realized
his own cock was dripping, too.
   Joe grasped his cock and shook it.
   "Can this keep you happy for the rest of your life?"
   "Yes. It's magnificent. I don't know whether I love it so
much because it's my father's. But it is a beauty."
   "Do you want to wait until tonight for me to fuck you?"
   "No. Not really. I want it now. I will really feel I'm yours
once you've fucked me."
   "I feel the same way. Davey, it's going to hurt."
   "Daddy, I don't care. I need it inside me. It's like an ache.
Let me go wash myself out."
   "Good. Meet me in bed."
   Davey grinned at his father.
   Joe walked out of the kitchen whistling again.
   Davey had a couple of enema kits in his closet. He got one
and took it to the bathroom. He knew he was empty and almost
certainly clean, but he gave it to himself, anyway.
   Joe lay on his bed, stroking himself. He decided that fucking
Davey was absolutely essential. They would be lovers, but until
Joe fucked his lover, they wouldn't be as close as they could be.
Once eight and a half inches of him was buried in his lover, they
would be joined. Whatever else happened, they would always
remember this total union.
   His cock was rock-hard at the thought of fucking his son. He
supposed that meant he was now gay. He would only be having sex
with another man from now on.


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