Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2012 15:34:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: My-Mate-and-His-Dad-Part-6 (gay/incest)

My Mate and His Dad

This is FICTION and not intended to encourage or condone any similar
real-world activities. Don't read it if you're not old enough, if m/m
stories offend you, or if you don't want to know about a son and a friend
getting to know each other and the son's father in every way. On the other
hand, if that's what you're looking for, here it is...


PART 6

I rang the Shepherds' doorbell and waited. Just as I was ready to give up,
the door finally opened.

"Why didn't you--?" I started, but stopped quickly when I saw who had
actually opened the door. "Oh, hello, Mr. Shepherd."

"Hello, Gunther. What can I do for you?" Mr. Shepherd asked with a sly
grin. He was wearing a bathrobe and carrying a towel to dry his wet hair.

"Nothing. I mean... Well, not right now... Rufus." I couldn't put a
sensible string of words together. I was too distracted by the chest hair
escaping from the gaping collar of the robe. And looking down didn't help
either, because then I was distracted by Mr. Shepherd's muscular hairy
calves and broad feet.

"Rufus isn't home yet," he said as he wiped the back of his neck with the
towel.

"Oh, okay, sorry, Mr. Shepherd," I mumbled and started to turn away.

"Ruben."

"What?" I asked turning around.

"Ruben. You might as well call me Ruben....since you've already swallowed
my cum," he clarified with a grin.

"Umm," I said with slight embarrassment, "I prefer 'Mr. Shepherd' if you
don't mind."

"Oh, you do do you? Well, that's good to know, Gunther. Why don't you come
on in? I'm sure Rufus won't be long if he was expecting you."

"Well, that's just it. I missed him at school, and he's not answering his
cell. We were supposed to go to the cinema."

"Come in, Gunther," he said. I looked him in the eyes, since it sounded
more like an order than an invitation this time.

"Okay, if you don't mind."

"I insist."

I edged around Mr. Shepherd and entered the house. He closed the door and
leaned back against it.

"What's the matter, Gunther?"

"I don't know what you mean, sir."

Mr. Shepherd laughed and took a step toward me. "Oh, I think you do. Are
you just a bit nervous about the trick you and Rufus played on me the other
night?"

"What? I don't--"

With a hearty laugh, he stopped my protest. "Oh, come now, you expect me to
believe it was all an innocent mistake that you begged me to fuck you and
then Rufus just happened to be the one with his tight ass all lubed up and
waiting for me?"

"Well when you put it that way."

"That's better. No need for pretense between us," he said as he draped the
towel around his neck, stepped even closer, and suddenly kissed me while
fondling my cock and balls with his right hand. I was so caught off guard
by the sensory assault that I began to cough instead of returning the
kiss. He stepped back and took a long look at me."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shepherd." It sounded lame, but it was all I could get out.

"So you've changed your mind? Had all you want? Okay, it's your call." he
said with a shrug. As I stood there motionless, Mr. Shepherd walked around
me and headed for the stairs.

Suddenly, I felt the towel snapping my ass. Even through my jeans, it
stung. I grabbed my ass with both hands and spun around to face
Mr. Shepherd, who was casually leaning against the banister.

"It's also your loss," he said, before he draped the towel back around his
shoulders, untied the belt of the bathrobe, and slipped the robe off of his
shoulders. I couldn't do anything but stare at his thick uncut cock. Even
soft, it was impressive. Mr. Shepherd gave a brief laugh before turning and
walking up the stairs.

His ass shift back and forth as he climbed the stairs, and I had to reach
down to adjust my stiffening cock. What the fuck was I waiting for? But it
was too late. Mr. Shepherd disappeared at the top of the stairs, and I was
left alone at the bottom.

I still couldn't move. Self-recriminating thoughts just kept filling my
head: What the fuck am I being so shy around him for. I've sucked his cock,
for fuck's sake. If he was angry for our "trick," now that he'd had more
time to process it, he wouldn't have invited me in. He wouldn't even be
talking to me. What are you standing here like a lump for?

I turned back to the front door and even got as far as putting my hand on
the knob. But instead of turning the doorknob, I turned myself back toward
the stairs and gave my own knob one more grope. I licked my lips and
hurried up the stairs, two at a time.

Once I was at the top of the stairs, I headed straight for Mr. and
Mrs. Shepherd's bedroom. As I progressed, I began to strip off my shirt and
shoes. I even hopped a few steps to take of my socks and drop them in the
hallway with the shirt and shoes. As I entered the bedroom, I began to
unzip my jeans, but I stopped when I saw there wasn't anyone there. I
shoved down my jeans and stepped out of them before hurrying over to the
master en suite bathroom, but there was still no Mr. Shepherd.

Disappointed, I walked back into the bedroom. I debated lying down on the
bed and rubbing one out right there, but my cock had softened with the
disappointment of not finding Mr. Shepherd waiting for me. Wearing just my
underwear, I gathered up my jeans and headed back into the hallway.

I walked back down the hallway to gather up my shirt, shoes, and socks, and
then I headed toward Rufus's room. With my arms full, I just elbowed the
door open and stepped into the room. I instantly dropped everything I'd
been holding in my arms and I felt my cock stiffen again and strain against
the confines of my underwear.

"I see you managed to get over your shyness," Mr. Shepherd grinned. He was
stretched out naked on Rufus's bed with his left hand tucked behind his
head, giving me a full view of that hairy armpit. I quickly licked my lips
before I noticed that he was stroking his hard cock with his right hand,
slowly rolling his foreskin back and forth over the head.

"Yes, sir," I finally managed to say.

"Then what are you waiting for? Get over hear and get my cock ready to fuck
your ass like you promised I could the other night!"

"Yes, sir, Mr. Shepherd!" I quickly tore off my underwear and added them to
the clothing pile in front of me, before I rushed across the room to join
him on the bed. He spread his legs, and I climbed between them. I crouched
over to nuzzle his hair balls. He smelled so fresh and clean that I was
slightly disappointed. But that didn't last long as I lifted by head to lap
at his balls and cover them with my saliva.

"That's it, Gunther, tongue those balls. Get 'em nice and wet. Make them
tingle for me!" he moaned as he lifted his hips to press his balls more
firmly against my tongue. As I worked on his balls, I slowly ran my hands
up and down along the outside of his thighs, enjoying the feel of the firm
muscles and the soft pleasure of all that hair.

Leaning forward, I traced my tongue along the underside of Mr. Shepherd's
stiff cock. As I almost got to the tip of the foreskin, I pulled back and
ran my tongue down along the full length again. After a quick lap at his
balls, I ran the tip of my tongue back one more time along the ridge on the
underside of his cock. This time, when I got to the tip of the foreskin, I
reached up with my right hand, placed it around Mr. Shepherd's shaft, and
pulled the skin down to expose the cock head. I leaned in and swirled my
tongue all around the tip.

"Oh, fuck, Gunther, that feels good. You have a talented tongue."

"Thank you, Mr. Shepherd," I said before leaning in to take the full head
into my mouth.

"Yeah, swallow my cock," he ordered, and I was happy to obey.

I leaned forward to take more of his cock into my mouth, while I continued
to jack his cock with my right hand and began massaging his balls with my
left hand.

"That's good, Gunther, get that cum churning up in those balls while you
get my cock all slicked up!"

With his cock in my mouth and his balls in my hand, I looked up at
Mr. Shepherd and saw that he now had both hands folded behind his head. I
couldn't help staring at his exposed armpits. I knew instantly that I had
to have them and released his cock and balls.

Mr. Shepherd looked at me quizzically but didn't say anything as he waited
to see what I was up to. I straddled his legs and pressed them together. I
planted my hands on the bed to the left and right of his chest. Leaning all
my weight on my arms, I began slowly grinding my cock against his cock.

With a smile in his eyes and a grin on his lips, Mr. Shepherd moaned his
appreciation. "Mmmmm, Gunther, that feels nice."

As I leaned further forward, Mr. Shepherd began to lift his head, thinking
I wanted a kiss, so he was surprised when I veered off to my right and
buried my nose his armpit. I nuzzled about for a while, enjoying the feel
of his pit hair on my face as I continued to grind our cocks together."

"You like pits, do you? If I'd known, I would have saved the shower until
after. Oh fuck, Gunther," he moaned as I began to lick his pit. "You're so
fucking hot!" he moaned, and I could feel him both pressing his pit against
my mouth and raising his hips to fuck back against my cock.

I decided to see if I could get the same response from the other pit. I
leaned back enough to swing my head across Mr. Shepherd's chest and bury my
nose in his other armpit. I again enjoyed the sensuous feel of his hair on
my face before I opened my mouth and began to lick his entire pit.

"Come on, Gunther, I need my cock up your ass now. And then you can lick me
all you want while you're riding my cock."

Without any objection, I leaned across toward Rufus's nightstand and pulled
out the drawer.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Shepherd asked, somewhat impatiently.

"Rufus keeps his lube in here."

"You mean he has some left after the other night? I've never felt an ass so
smooth and lubed. You boys did a great job of getting him ready."

"Thanks, Mr. Shepherd, I said as I leaned back with the lube in my hand. I
flipped the top open and squirted some lube into my other hand. I then
leaned my chest against Mr. Shepherd's chest and reached back between us. I
applied some of the lube around my asshole, and then I began to work in one
finger at a time.

Mr. Shepherd tilted his head to the side to have a better angle for seeing
what I was up to. "God, it's so hot, watching you play with your ass,"
Mr. Shepherd groaned.

I let out a groan of my own as I stretched my ass open with three
fingers. I exhaled deeply and then sat back on Mr. Shepherd's thighs. I
squirted some more lube into the palm of my hand, flipped the lid shut, and
tossed the tube onto the nightstand.

With my free hand, I pulled Mr. Shepherd's foreskin back to expose the head
again. Holding the foreskin firmly in place, I put my lube-filled palm
squarely on the tip of his cock. I then straightened my fingers down around
his cock, like a flesh cage, before rotating my hand to allow my fingers to
encircle his shaft. My fist circled around Mr. Shepherd's shaft and back
over the head. I then began slowly jacking his cock to distribute the lube
along the entire shaft.

"Yeah, Gunther that feels good. And your ass is gonna feel good with my
cock in it."

"I know it will," I said with a slight leer. "So let's get to it."

I moved forward so my ass was above Mr. Shepherd's cock. I then reached
around behind myself, grabbed his well-lubed cock, and aimed it up towards
my eager ass. I lowered my ass slightly, so his cock head was pressing
against my pucker, and then I froze.

"Are you sure you're ready?" I grinned.

"You bet your ass," he declared, and then I could feel him lifting his hips
to increase the pressure of his cock at my back door. I took a deep breath
and then exhaled completely. As I did so, I could feel all of the muscles
in my ass relax, and the head of Mr. Shepherd's cock popped in. I inhaled
sharply and clutched at his stomach.

"Are you okay?" he asked, with obvious concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. You're just a smidge bigger than Rufus. I have to get used
to it." We both started laughing, and my muscles began to relax. As the
comfort increased, I slowly began to slide down Mr. Shepherd's cock. When I
could feel his pubes against my ass, I took another deep breath and exhaled
as I relaxed all of my weight, firmly planting that dick up my ass.

I wriggled my ass slightly, and Mr. Shepherd grinned at me. Without
thinking, I leaned forward for a kiss. I wanted him to be filling me
completely--mouth and ass. I savored the feel and taste of his tongue while
I gently ground my ass against the base of his cock, contracted my ass
muscles, and ran my fingers through his lush chest hair.

Mr. Shepherd finally took his hands from behind his own head and grasp my
head to pull me away from the kiss. "Sorry, Gunther, but I really need you
to ride me now. You understand? NOW!" he ordered.

I sat up straight, and his hands trailed down my sides until they were
resting on my hips with his thumbs pointing toward my cock. I grasp onto
Mr. Shepherd's muscular forearms and began to rise slowly off his cock
while keeping my ass muscles clenched.

"Mmmm, that feels good, Gunther, but I can't hold back. I need to go for
it. Is that okay with you, Gunther?"

I was touched by the tenderness in his voice and the fact that he was
willing to go at my pace. That's all I needed to know. Clutching his
forearms firmly in my grasp, I relaxed my leg muscles and plunged my tight
ass back down the full length of Mr. Shepherd's cock.

"Oh fuck!" he screamed, and I could feel his fingernails dig into my skin
as he reflexively tightened his grip on my hips. I quickly rose up on his
cock and plunged down again. "Yeah, fuck my cock, Gunther! Ride me hard,
boy!"

As I continued to ride his thick cock, I began to feel his hips thrusting
his cock up to meet my ass as it plunged down. My cock began slapping him
in the stomach and my ass cheeks began slapping his thighs. The sounds of
flesh hitting flesh must have been heard throughout the entire house, as
were Mr. Shepherd's rapidly increasing groans and shouts.

"God, you're tight Gunther. One of the fuckin' tightest asses I've ever
fucked. Ride my cock, boy! That's it. Ride me hard."

"Shit!" I almost screamed as Mr. Shepherd suddenly took my cock in his fist
and began wanking me in sync with his fucking. "Don't. Don't. I'm gonna
cum," I yelled.

"Cum, boy. Shoot it all over me. Splatter my hairy chest with your cum,
Gunther, 'cause I'm gonna fill your tight ass! Of FUCK! I'm cumming, kid!"

Mr. Shepherd tossed his head back into the pillows and thrust his cock up
my ass, holding it there instead of pulling back out. His grasp tightened
on my cock as he began frantically jacking me. I could feel his thigh
muscles quivering against my skin.

"Oh, Gunther. Gunther. Fuck, Gunther!" he rambled as he continued to thrash
his head back and forth on the pillow, pulse his cock against my ass, and
fill me with shot after shot of his cum.

"Fill me up, Mr. Shepherd. Give me all your hot Shepherd cum," I cooed, and
then I lost control of myself. "Oh shit, Mr. Shepherd, here it cums. Fuck,
I'm cumming!" I screamed. Mr. Shepherd thrust his fist to the base of my
cock, which began to pulse and shoot load after load of my hot teenage cum
out across Mr. Shepherd's hairy chest and stomach.

Mr. Shepherd let out a groan and his body shuddered as my ass clenched
repeatedly on his dick while my orgasm took over my body.

Completely spent, I leaned forward to seal all that cum between my body and
Mr. Shepherd's body and to feel his warm furry chest against my smooth
one. He finally relaxed his hips and slowly sank them back down to the
mattress. Not wanting to end this connection, I lowered my ass along with
his and kept his cock buried in me.

I stuck out my tongue to lick up a glob of cum from Mr. Shepherd's
chest. While I was indulging in the taste sensation of my own cum, I felt
his right hand massaging the small of my back. He gently wrapped his left
arm around my shoulder and stroked my hair.

"Well, Gunther, you were certainly worth the wait."

"Thanks, Mr. Shepherd," I said with a slight chuckle. "So were you."

"Glad to hear it," he responded.

"Hey, what are you doing home this afternoon?" I asked, suddenly realizing
the strangeness of the occurrence. "Shouldn't you still be at work."

"I decided to call in sick today, hoping something might cum along." he
laughed.

"I'm glad you did," I said.

"Me too," he replied and kissed the top of my head.

We laid there in the embrace as our bodies slowly returned to their normal
conditions. Our breathing calmed. Our pulses slowed. Mr. Shepherd's dick
softened. Mr. Shepherd finally shifted his body a bit, and the bed shook
with the motion. He shifted again, and the mattress moved again.

"If you don't quit squirming," I said, "I'll never be able to keep your
cock up my ass."

Although my ass muscles kept a firm hold on his cock, some of
Mr. Shepherd's cum did leak out and I could feel it trickle down my ass
crack. I reached back to catch some of it on my fingers. I brought them to
my mouth and licked them clean.

"Mmmmm," I sighed. "You do taste good."

"Only the best for you. Top of the line Shepherd juice all the way." He
shifted again, and the mattress moved again. I didn't object this time,
because I enjoyed the feel of his warm body moving against mine.

"Too bad Rufus couldn't join us," I said wistfully.

"Oh, I think he'll be cumming soon," Mr. Shepherd said with a laugh.

I could feel Mr. Shepherd suddenly resuming shallow fucking motions in my
ass. "Did you like fucking him? I mean knowing it was him now, did you
enjoy it? Do you want to do it again?"

Mr. Shepherd suddenly got a very serious expression on his face and broke
eye contact with me. He looked over my shoulder, and I was sorry that I'd
asked. He shifted under me, causing the bed to shake again, and then he
finally spoke.

"Yes, Gunther. I'm glad Rufus wanted me to fuck him. I love him with all my
heart. And I want for him whatever he wants for himself. And if that
includes my cock, it's all his. And if he wants to fuck my ass someday,
that's his too. I want to feel his cum all over my body, just like yours. I
want to feel his ass grasping my cock, just like yours. I want to taste his
hot cum. Oh that cum. You're so lucky to have swallowed his cum, Gunther."

I could feel Mr. Shepherd's heart rate increasing again, and his breathing
was becoming more erratic. His fucking motions were also gaining
urgency. "Are you sure we should go again, Mr. Shepherd?" I asked with
concern.

"I'm fine, Gunther," he assured me. "Better than fine. I'm fuckin' hotter
than hell. You've got me thinking how much I want to watch Rufus shoot his
cum. Hot cum. Huge loads of cum. I want to see him cover you and me in his
cum. How fucking hot would that be, Gunther? You and me covered in Rufus's
cum. Fuck yeah!" he bellowed.

And I suddenly felt splat after splat hitting my back and ass. I quickly
looked over my shoulder, and there was Rufus kneeling behind me. He was
naked and furiously working his cock. He shot another huge glob and it
splattered on my ass and rolled down my crack before continuing on down to
Mr. Shepherd's cock and balls. I watched as Rufus redirected his cock to
shoot his final load all over his dad's balls.

"Yeah, son, coat my balls with your Shepherd cum."

Without responding, Rufus sank down and began licking his cum off of my
back and ass, and I just enjoyed the sensation. Before long, it was his
nose I was feeling against my crack and not the caresses of his tongue.

"Oh yeah, Rufus, lick my balls clean," Mr. Shepherd cooed. And then with a
laugh, "Keep that up much longer, and you'll have another load of Shepherd
cum to clean up."

"So, who's complaining," Rufus said with a laugh and slapped me on the ass.

"Hey!" I yelled in surprise and rolled off to the side.

"That's better," Rufus said as he stretched his body out on top of his
father and began gently kissing him on the lips.

"Are we going to the movies or not?" I asked and slapped Rufus on his bare
ass in retaliation.

Rufus broke from the kiss but didn't take his eyes off of
Mr. Shepherd. "You can go if you want to. I have things to discuss with my
dad." And they began to kiss again.

"Well, don't be too long, or you might have to discuss that discussion with
your mother and sister," I laughed. "See you later, Mr. Shepherd."

Mr. Shepherd broke the kiss again just long enough to say, "I'm pretty sure
you will, Gunther. I'm pretty sure you will."

As they resumed their kiss, I grabbed my pile of clothes and headed for the
bathroom. I figured a quick shower was in order, and it did feel good to
have the warm liquid running over my body. So good, in fact, that I started
to get hard again. Nope, enough for one day, I thought with a laugh. I
quickly finished the shower, dried off, got dressed, and headed back down
the hallway.

When I passed Rufus's room, I took a quick look. I expected to see them
still cuddling and kissing. To my surprise, I saw instead that Rufus was on
his back, his legs were braced on Mr. Shepherd's shoulders, and
Mr. Shepherd was fucking him hard and deep. Their eyes were locked in an
intense gaze, and I knew this was their moment, not mine.

I smiled and closed the door softly.


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