Date: Mon, 2 Mar 2015 03:58:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: Pepper Pot <pepper3012004@yahoo.com>
Subject: Please Milk Me, Daddy

Please Milk Me, Daddy,

By Pepper

m/M Incest

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction.  None of the characters or
events herein are based on real people, either living or dead.  It was
produced for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of
explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or if reading stories of a sexual
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Fourteen year old Jake Britton sat naked on his dad's bed.  His slender
thighs straddled his dad's bare chest.  He had entered his parents' bedroom
just as soon as his mother had left the house for work.  He knew by now to
come in naked and immediately climb up onto his dad's bare chest.  He
wanted to be milked and he knew his dad would happy oblige him.  He wanted
to be milked really bad!

His dad was almost naked himself and, as he straddled his dad's chest, the
young boy could feel the tip of his dad's nine inch erection pressing
through his underwear against his bare butt.  It made Jake smile in
anticipation.  The tip of his own hairless, six inch long, erect penis lay
softly against his dad's chin.  Jake smiled down at his dad, who was
himself smiling up adoringly up at his young son.  Jake knew the routine by
now.

"Milk me, Daddy.  Please milk me," begged Jake, his young voice
high-pitched and hungry with sexual need.

A drop of clear pre-cum oozed slowly out of the tip of Jake's throbbing
young erection, and his dad lowered his head just enough to allow him to
lick the pearly drop off his son's prick head.

Jake shuddered and gave a little whine of desperation as his dad's warm,
wet tongue swirled around the head of his rock hard young prick.

"Please, Daddy.  Please milk me now!"

Jake's dad, Joey, chuckled softly to himself.  He could tell just exactly
how much his son wanted his prurient attention.  Jake's hungry need to be
milked by his dad had grown rapidly ever since Joey had demonstrated to him
just how good it felt to have his dad's gentle fingers and swirling tongue
and sucking lips on his erect young prick.  That first time had been just
five weeks ago, and already Jake was totally addicted to the excruciating
pain/pleasure his dad gave him with his fingers, tongue, and draining lips.

"Please, Daddy," Jake whined as another opalescent drop of pre-cum escaped
his young penis to be promptly lapped up by his dad.

"Please, Daddy, please.  Milk me now. Plllllease!"

Joey smiled up at his beseeching and sexy-hot young son.  He could see the
stark hunger in Jake's eyes, and he felt a sudden rush of erotic power,
knowing that it was his own molestation of his son just five short weeks
ago that had culminated in this delicious result.  Jake needed to be milked
by his daddy.  He needed it often. He needed it bad.  He was getting to the
point where he would do almost anything to feel the sharp, intense flash of
orgasmic bliss at the hands of his dad.  He had become captivated by the
lewd sensations his dad's fingers, tongue, and lips gave him every time he
was milked.

"You know what you have to do to get milked, Jake," Joey whispered huskily.
"If you want me to milk you, you have to do me first."

Joey didn't want his son to know just how much he wanted to `do' Jake.  He
wanted Jake to think that Joey's milking him was a reward for Jake's having
done his dad first.  But, truth to tell, Joey hungered for the boy's sweet
young hard prick between his stroking fingers and inside his sucking mouth
just as much as Jake hungered to be milked.

Jake smiled lewdly down at his dad.  `Doing' him was absolutely no problem
for the fourteen-year-old boy.  He loved the sensation of wrapping his
small, strong fingers around Joey's massive erection and sliding his hand
softly up and down the rock-hard shaft until he could feel the spasm of his
dad's impending orgasm.  Then, Jake knew he would soon get his own treat.

Sometimes he held back and teased his dad, denying, then finally giving
Joey his orgasm.  When that happened, Jake loved more than anything
watching his dad's expression of gratitude and lust as his cum began to
spurt out of his prick onto his chest.  Then Jake would lean over greedily
and lap up his dad's cum till he could taste no more.  That delicious taste
was like an appetizer to his own entrée, which was when his sated dad
began to `milk' him in return.

Joey looked up at his son with a serious look on his face.

 "You know when you `do' me, Jake, it means that I can't fuck your mommy
for at least two days.  You take all of the cum right out of my balls so
she doesn't get any at all till I can make some more."

Jake smiled wickedly down at his dad.

"I don't want Mommy to have any of your cum, Daddy.  I want it all for
myself.  I want you to cum and cum, just for me.  I want you to be all
mine"

Joey smiled up at his son.

"That's so loving, Jakey.  But you have to leave me some cum for Mommy or
else she'll begin to suspect something is going on.

Jake smiled sweetly.

"I know, Daddy.  But I'm so jealous when I stand outside the door and hear
you fucking Mommy and giving her your cum, because it all really belongs to
me now."

"I play with myself while I'm listening to you fucking Mommy, and I want
all the cum you're giving her because it's mine."

Joey's own erection gave a lewd little twitch at Jakes possessive words.
He could feel a drop of pre-cum spreading over the top of his prick head on
to his underwear.  He knew that his hungry son would soon be lapping it up
off his shorts.

"Well, Jakey.  You can have as much of my cum as you want, and you also
need to know that whenever I fuck your Mommy these days, my mind is on you
instead of her."

Jake smiled winsomely down at his dad, leaned forward, and kissed Joey's
full lips.  Father and son twined their tongues around each other and
moaned softly into each other's open mouths.  Jake's boy mouth was sweet
and his tongue swirled passionately around inside his dad's mouth, tasting
his spit and enjoying every second of their fervent exchange of saliva.

When Jake finally pulled away from his dad's mouth, he looked directly into
Joey's eyes.

"I want us to milk each other all the time, Daddy.  I want to take you away
from Mommy.  I want to be your only lover.  I don't want her to have one
drop."

Joey shivered as he contemplated having his son with him like this any time
he wanted it.  He was beginning to think that he might just take Jake up on
his idea.  If he really did stop fucking his wife, maybe she would file an
"alienation of affections" divorce suit, which he wouldn't contest.  But
the problem with that was, she would probably get custody of the boy.

"I want that too, Jakey," his dad lick-whispered into his son's ear.  "But
if I don't fuck her sometimes, she might take you away from me".

Jake sat back up on his dad's chest.

"Okay, Daddy.  You can fuck Mommy sometimes, but I want you to save up most
of your cum for me".

Joey nodded his head in total agreement.  Fucking his wife was nothing
compared to being milked by his young son.  They both knew it.  And there
was a little thrill that ran through Joey's body as he realized his son was
giving him permission to fuck his wife sometimes, but with the caveat that
he had to save up most of his cum for the boy.

Sensing that it was time to move on to his treat, Jake swung his legs
around so he was facing his dad's erect penis, which was now poking out of
the pee hole in his undershorts.  The young boy leaned over, wrapped his
small thumb and index finger around his dad's erection just behind the head
of his penis, and pulled it all the way out of his undershorts.

Joey sharply sucked in his breath as his young son began to slide his
clutching little fingers up and down the erect shaft.  Then he let out a
little growling moan as he felt his son's soft, moist tongue swirl around
the very tip.  Joey's prick twitched and throbbed as the delicious
sensations that accompanied Jake's fingers and tongue flashed down to his
balls, and Jake giggled a little in his throat.  He knew he was exciting
his dad with his fingers and his tongue.  He liked the sexy, empowering
feeling it gave him to know that his dad got so much more out of being
toyed with by his son than he did fucking the boy's mother.  He knew by now
how much Joey hungered for his son's sordid ministrations, even if Joey
wouldn't have wanted to admit it if asked.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the boy began to increase the pace of his sliding
strokes and his tongue swirls.  He could feel Joey's body shiver and
wriggle as his orgasm grew closer and closer.  This was the part that Jake
had learned to love the most.  He was bringing his dad nearer and nearer to
a crashing orgasm, and he was doing it in a way that was bonding Joey to
him more strongly each time it happened.  Someday, if Jake had his way, his
dad would be driven to milk his young son without having to be begged to do
so.  Someday, Jake would have his dad all to himself, any time he wanted
him.  Someday, Jake wouldn't have to ask any more.  Someday, Jake would
tell and Joey would be the one asking, or begging!  Someday soon.

Suddenly Joey's rock hard penis began to eject spurts of hot man cum.  This
time, Jake had anticipated his dad's orgasm.  The boy had placed his full,
wet lips around Joey's throbbing dick hear.  The blasts of his dad's cum
went right into Jake's waiting mouth.  Joey came and came, and Jake sucked
and sucked down each last drop until his dad could cum no more.

Joey lay sprawled out on his bed while his son tenderly licked and kissed
his wilting erection.  The man began to fall into a post-orgasmic languor
that made him completely malleable to his son's desires.

"Milk me, now, Daddy," whispered Jack as he swung back around to face his
supine dad.

"I want you to milk me right now!"

Putting action to words, Jake slid up his dad's chest until his throbbing
penis head was nestled against his dad's lips.  It the torpor of spent
passion, Joey parted his lips, and Jake's rock hard young rod slid inside
the warmth of his dad's waiting mouth.  Joey's tongue swirled hungrily
around Jake's erection and his hands reached up to press the boy's hips as
close to his face as was possible.

Jake sucked in his breath as the delicious sensations his dad's sucking
mouth and swirling tongue flashed throughout his body.  It was
excruciatingly wonderful for the boy.  Joey was doing everything he could
think of to give Jake the most erotic feelings possible.  He simply adored
the feel of his son's hard prick in his mouth.  His greedy tongue slid from
between his lips and licked around Jake's tight little scrotum, causing the
boy's prick to twitch and spasm inside his mouth.  He knew the boy was
close to his own orgasm.

Jake leaned back and allowed one hand to stroke his dad's flaccid shaft,
wanting desperately to revive it.  Joey felt the boy's cunning, small
fingers as they fondled and played, and he moaned as he could feel himself
erecting once more.  He re-doubled his sucking and tongue swirling, wanting
more than ever to make his son feel as good as the boy was making him feel.

At the exact moment when Joey's penis had erected to its full, hard, length
once more, Jake's young, erect penis spat out its load of hot, sticky boy
cum into his dad's famished mouth.  Joey sucked harder, and Jake's prick
responded by squirting out yet another dollop of hot boy cum.  Joey swirled
his hungry tongue around his son's penis so as not to miss one tiny drop.

As his orgasm subsided, Jake began to stroke his dad's erection more
intensely, running his small thumb over the very tip at the end of each up
stroke.  From time to time, the boy slid his thumbnail along the pee hole,
knowing his dad especially liked a little buzz of pain with his pleasure.
Joey began to raise his hips off the bed in time to Jake's strokes.  Now
was the time, Jake thought.  Now!

"Daddy, I want to pee in your mouth."

Jake said it boldly, without any hint of threat.  Just a statement of his
desire.  But Joey was shocked by his son's lewd and unexpected request.
Who was in control here?

"No, Jake, I don't want you to do that." Joey said softly.

As Jake heard the words Joey said, his little hand stopped its lewd
caressing of his dad's erection.  Joey, caught up in the throes of desire,
made a little whining noise in the back of his throat.  His penis twitched
inside the grip of his son's small fingers.

"Please, Jake.  Please milk me now." Joey moaned.  Suddenly, he wanted to
cum more than anything in the whole, wide world.

Jake's hand stayed wrapped around the base of his dad's erection but did
not move.

Joey could feel the pangs of denial stabbing through his body.

"Jake! Please, son.  Please milk Daddy.  Please!"

Jake squeezed his dad's prick, but made no move to stroke him.

"I want to pee in your mouth, Daddy. I want to do it right now."

Joey tried to rise off the bed, but his son's weight on his chest prevented
it.

Jake gave his dad's erection another little squeeze.

Joey looked up at his son.  He knew he had lost.  In that one instant of
indecision, Jake had taken control

"Okay Jakey.  You can pee in my mouth if you milk me afterward."

Without a word, Jake slid as far forward as he could on his dad's chest,
pushing his erection between Joey's parted lips.  Joey closed his lips
around his son's prick and soon felt the jet of hot boy piss flowing over
his tongue and down his unresisting throat.

Jake smirked down on his obedient dad.  He had won.  And would keep on
winning.  The boy's hand began stroking, stroking, and squeezing,
associating Joey's sexual thrill of being masturbated by the boy's cunning
fingers with the humiliation of allowing his son to pee into his mouth at
the same time.

As Jake finished peeing, he could sense his dad's impending orgasm.  His
fingers stopped and he once more circled the base of his dad's prick with
his thumb and index finger.  Joey began to wriggle and twitch.  He was so
close.

"Do you want me to keep milking you, Daddy?" the boy said, barely above a
whisper.

Joey wriggled and almost cried out in his need to orgasm.

"Yes, Jakey. Please milk Daddy," Joey hissed from between clenched teeth.

Jake made a little squeeze with his circling fingers.

"That's a good Daddy.  And I want you to promise not to fuck Mommy unless I
tell you it's okay.  I want as much of your cum as I can get.  It belongs
to me, now."

Joey shivered.  What was happening?  He sensed his authority over his young
son slipping away.

Jake gave another little squeeze, and Joey made a pitiful whining noise
deep in his throat.

"I mean it, Daddy.  No more fucking Mommy unless I say it's okay.  I want
to be your only lover from now on.  I want you to keep milking me whenever
I want it.  I want to make you cum, but only when I want to.  Pretty soon,
you'll want to not fuck Mommy any more.  You'll want to save it all up for
me."

Joey was almost crazy with lewd hunger.  He needed to cum in the worst way.
And Jake's words were making him want to cum even more than before.  The
thought that he was allowing his son the power to determine when he could
fuck his wife was so humiliating it overwhelmed him with lust.  He was
really being required to let Jake tell him when he could fuck his own wife.
He was letting Jake determine when he could cum.  He was agreeing to `do'
his son any time the boy wanted it.

"Daddy, do you want me to keep milking you or not?"

Jake's voice was seductive and sly.  And Joey found that he really didn't
have a choice in the matter.

"Yes, Jakey.  I agree to it all.  I agree to it all, son.  Just bring Daddy
off.  Please, Jakey!  Please.

Jake began stroking his dad's painfully throbbing prick as hard as he could
while at the same time shoving his own erection deep into Joey's mouth.

As Joey's orgasm overtook him, his young son, sprayed the inside of his
mouth with a hot blast of boy pee that he had been saving for just this
exact time. From then on, the boy knew that, any time he wanted, his dad
would do exactly what he said to `milk' him.  His dad belonged to him, now.

The thought made the young boy cum once again.  Joey obediently continued
to suck his son's penis until there was no boy cum left.  That was his
reward for good behavior, and he knew he would continue to behave the way
Jake wanted him to in order to receive that reward again and again.

Perhaps that was what Joey had wanted all along.

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