Date: Wed, 3 Apr 2013 23:05:27 -0400
From: Silo Addict <siloaddict@hotmail.com>
Subject: It Started at the Pool (Chapter 2)

It started at the pool
By Silo Addict  (siloaddict@hotmail.com)


Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of sex between a man and
his teenage son. This story is entirely fictional and isn't true. Any
characters or scenarios that share any similarities to real life people are
events are purely coincidental.  The author of this story is not a minor
but of legal age.

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Jeremy reached to turn off the water until it was nothing but a
trickle. Jeremy took one final gulp looking straight into his father's
eyes, now only inches apart.

"God son, that was fantastic!" he said catching his breath. On instinct he
brought his dad's face to his and they kissed passionately not holding
back. He felt his father's tongue snake into his mouth, his own cum mixing
his dad's saliva. After a few minutes of kissing they stopped, their
foreheads touching. "I'd ask to finish you off but looks to me you're
already done."

His dad fingered Jeremy's cock. When his son looked down he was surprised
to find he'd cum without ever touching his dick.

"I love you dad!"

"I love you too son!"

They hugged each other there on the shower floor, Jeremy with his hand
around his dad's softening cock, his dad with his hand firmly clenched
around his son's ass.


Chapter 2

Jeremy's father exited the shower first letting go of his son's smooth
ass. He slowly waltzed out of the cubicle, saying nothing. He pushed aside
the plastic curtain and turned around. He pushed his glasses up the bridge
of his noise silently appraising his son on the ground. His 13-year old boy
lay slumped against on the floor his back propped up against the
wall. There was a glob of his dad's cum still on his hand and once he
noticed this Jeremy greedily licked it up. Hank silently gazed at his son
spread-eagle on the floor but there was a hunger there too.

Did he regret what he'd just done?

Jeremy pinched the left-over cum out of his small penis and watched it
gradually harden again. While Hank lustily appraised his son's body (his
hairless penis, his smooth ballsac) Jeremy in the meantime couldn't take
his eyes off his dad's cock. It was still eight-inches thick and vieny
around the shaft and seemed to throb on his own accord. Before he knew it
his dad closed the curtain leaving Jeremy enough of a gap to see his
father's ass jiggle as he walked away. Once out of sight, Jeremy stroked
his young cock for all it was worth.

I just sucked my dad's cock, he thought wildly, And I liked it.

Every aspect of his dick was a turn-on in his young mind: its soft spongy
head, the egg-shaped balls that dangled erotically against his shin. The
smell would've been incredible too had it not been for the soap that washed
it away. Jerking off became second-nature at this point in his young life
but the thrill of sucking the cock that made him, sent his head spinning
into overdrive. He soon reached the point of no return then came a second
time in ten minutes. Surprisingly his cum was sweeter than his father's but
more watery. Without thinking he brought the semen to his lips and the
realization hit him full force.

I sucked my dad's cock, and the anxiety overwhelmed him so.  His legs felt
like rubber as he reached for the knob, his hands became numb as it gripped
the handle. He turned on the water letting the warm water calm his nerves,
washing the remaining cum off his face, legs, and chest. The sound of a
steel door slamming kicked him into high gear, however, and Jeremy quickly
finished washing, exiting the shower room.

His heart beat rapidly in his chest as he approached the change area, his
knees growing weak with each passing step. Hetiptoed to their locker,
peaking around the corner to see his father, only he wasn't there. Their
locker remained open with the key still in the lock, but his father's
belongings were gone. Jeremy put on his clothes one by one fearing what was
to come. Once finished he tentatively approached the door and took a deep
breath before pushing it. Not ten feet away was his father standing there
waiting, his tote bag slung around his right shoulder.

Not a word was said between them the entire ride. Jeremy bit lip not
knowing what to say but really what could he say. "Sorry I sucked your
dick!"didn't seem like a fitting apology, "I didn't mean to spread my ass
like that!"Besides, his father was to blame too, he was the one jerking off
after all.

He did his best to put the thought out of his head when he noticed
something in his periphery, his father's arm casually brushing his
jeans. When he turned to look he found his dad's cock snaking down the
length of his pants. Jeremy swallowed dryly, the aftertaste of semen still
rich on his tongue, and did his best to keep his hands from shaking.

Jeremy beelined to his bedroom snatching his knapsack on the way. He hoped
homework would help take his mind off things. It didn't. In the hours
leading till dinner all he could see was his dad's thick dick bouncing in
front of him.

"Are you okay honey, you barely touched your dinner?"

"I'm fine," he muttered, twirling strands of spaghetti before forcing
himself to eat it.

His dad seemed unperturbed by the situation. They had to keep their little
escapade a secret. Their excursion to the pool wasn't supposed to have
happened in the first place. Jeremy had school but his father called the
sick for him, his father had work but decided on a whim to take the day
off.

And this leads Jeremy to a more disturbing thought, did his father plan
this all along?

No, he thought, then again maybe none of it would've happened if he didn't
tempt him so, wiggling his firm supple ass, in front of him, dragging his
father to the cubicle by the hand, and dropping to his knees without a
second thought.

"May I be excused please?"

His mother nodded and Jeremy scampered out the kitchen.

"Don't forget to shower before you go to bed," his mother yelled. Jeremy
stopped dead in his tracks, turning slightly towards his mother. His
father's eyes met his from across the table. The man appeared concerned,
but then Jeremy realized his mother had no knowledge of their trip, and
Jeremy's trot turns into a slow walk.

After several hours of video games he reluctantly goes for his second
shower of the day. As he turns the knob to test the water something
unexpected happens, he becomes hard shedding the last of his
clothes. Slowly bringing his body beneath the shower's downpour, the image
of their earlier shower session sticks in Jeremy's mind. As he scrubbed the
bar of soap across his hairless chest he quickly realized how sensitive his
nipples were. They're erect, like two little erasers, and Jeremy pinches
one.

The pain sends an electrical jolt throughout his body, causing him to drop
the soap and fall to his knees. The sound of water splashing gives him an
erection. Jeremy closes his eyes, envisioning his father stroking his
massive dick back in the shower room. He always saw his father as a strong
powerful figure, but seeing him there jerking off in the change room made
him something else. He didn't appear weak in the eyes of his son, only
vulnerable. And to think that the barriers between them could come crashing
down with a few choice licks was beyond hot.

That disappeared the second his father took charge, taking his head in his
hands and fucking his mouth without a care if it gagged his young son. He
tried to chase that feeling but it wasn't coming to him as he furiously
tugged at his small dick. He lowered to his knees grabbing the wall for
balance and, just like a few hours ago at the pool, slowly brought his
middle finger to his asshole. Jeremy gets it nice and soapy, preparing it
for ready to insertion. He lightly brushed his ass in search of his tight
pucker, and instinctively clenced when it made contact. Once he finds it,
he stopped stroking and tentatively circled the ring until the excitement
takes over and inserts it slowly.

His asshole clamps down immediately as Jeremy gradually fucks himself. His
sphincter slowly loosens and his tiny erection returns to its full
length. Jeremy strokes it with undue force. His chest now hugs the wall,
feeling this new pleasure take over. His asshole stretches further as he
inserts a second finger and Jeremy sees how deep he can take it.

Jeremy reimagines the events of earlier. There he is on his hands and knees
searching futilely for that soap that fell down the drain, only this time
instead of his father handing him his soap, bending down to hand it to him,
Jeremy imagined his father pinning him to the wet ground, spreading his ass
cheeks with his rough hands, and raping him right there on the shower room
floor. He speeds up his fingers thinking of his father's wet hairy body
slapping against his back as his cock splits his ass in two.

"Take it! Take your father's cock!" he imagines his dad spitting through
clenched teeth. Jeremy hits a special spot inside his ass and it quickly
sends him over the edge.

"Daddy!" he gaspes as cum spurtes out his dick. Leaning forward his
forehead kisses the wall and his orgasm washes over him. A splash of cum,
catching his chin and Jeremy wipes it off his chin.

"Did you say something son?"

Jeremy slowly craned his head and there standing naked save for his
bathrobe is his dad. Through the glass of the shower stall, Jeremy sees the
shocked look on his father's face, but there's was something else, the
beginnings of an erection peaking out his robe. His fingers come out his
ass with a loud plop. His father on the other hand doesn't move, his hand
still clutching the knob. That being said his dad slowly backs out the
bathroom, closing the door behind him.

What have I done?

Feedback is always welcome as are plot ideas for the story. Share your
comments, suggestions, and by all means your own fantasies and experiences
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entertainment you enjoy. Please make a donation of any size to Nifty. Thank
you.