Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2009 07:16:34 -0400
From: Amy Stiles <junior.jesse@hotmail.com>
Subject: "The Gift" - Part 1

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story about an adult-minor relationship. If
incest is illegal in your area, I advise you to find your way away from
this page immediately.

Chapter One

It all started when I turned fifteen. All my life, it's been me and my two
brothers, living with my dad in a small house.  Although me and my
brother's each had our own rooms, we shared one of everything. So, the day
I turned fifteen and got a laptop for my birthday, was basically the first
time I'd ever had anything for myself.

This laptop also came with a sense of freedom, because now I could not only
use the internet whenever I wanted, I could use it in the privacy of my own
room. So, I did what any fifteen year old with a computer in their room; I
surfed porn.

Thats really when I started to make some discoveries about myself. I
figured I would just look up some edgy pictures, maybe a couple of girl on
girl videos, and basically call it at that. However, as I explored the wide
variety that is internet porn, I found my tastes to be drawing me in a
different direction. To be honest, I don't know how it started, but before
I knew it, I was spending my nights cruising a lot of guy on guy sites.

It wasn't long after that I found my way to the dating website.

Even after I had started looking at gay porn, I had never really considered
myself to be "gay". Initially when I signed up for the website, I had
planned on browsing a few women profiles interested in hooking up. However,
as I filled out the application, I found that I could choose from
man-seeking-women, to man-seeking-men. And as I started in the mirror
sitting on bedroom wall, my pale, green eyed face staring back at me, I
knew what I wanted to choose.

I put up the sexiest picture of myself that I had, which was basically me
in all my five-foot-eight glory, with my sandy blond hair combed down and
me showing off my lightly toned body. I didn't really expect to get many
replies, and I really didn't expect to find what I did.

One day I was surfing along the profiles, and my eye was caught by familiar
looking face. At first I couldn't really tell because it was a small
picture, but when I looked at the full profile, there was no mistake. The
picture was of a larger, older, yet well-in-shape man standing shirtless,
posing for the camera.

That man was my father.

I couldn't believe my eyes! I mean, really, my father? I had never expected
him to ever even be on a dating site, let alone looking to hook up with a
guy on one. As I stared at his profile, I trembled with the decision I
should make. Do I ignore it? Do I bring it to his attention?

I did something else. I got up, from my chair, and immediately headed down
the hall. My feet walked on their own, and before I knew it, I was in my
father's room, looking at him. He was laying shirtless in his bed, the rest
of his body hidden beneath the covers.

"What is Mark?" My dad asked (I'm Mark by the way!).

At first, I didn't know what to say. But as I looked on at my father,
laying there, I knew what to do. Taking off my shirt and throwing it to the
ground, I climbed into the bed and started crawling my way towards my dad.

"What are you doing?" My dad asked, a confused look on his face. He opened
his mouth to say something else as I got even closer, but I didn't give him
the chance. Lunging forward, I pressed my lips against his, and held him
there, locked in a kiss with his youngest son. When I finally broke away,
he just looked at me, stunned, and I knew the ball was still in my court.

"I want to have sex with you."

Yeah, not exactly romantic. But it seemed to do the trick, as my father
immediately whipped the covers off, revealing that he was in only his
boxers. While he began to take them off, I peeled off my pants and briefs,
and before I knew it, we were both laying in his bed naked.

Next thing I knew, we were kissing again, my father's large hands caressing
every part of my body, roaming down my front and wrapping his fingers
gently around my smaller cock, massaging it to full erection. My dad paused
for a second, and looked at me like he wanted to say something.

I figured it was probably to ask me if I was sure, or something like
that. But I was sure, and I figured he probably didn't want to push his
good fortune. We kissed one more time, before my father flipped me onto my
stomach, and laid his six-foot-two body over top of mine, his hands
squeezing my ass lightly.

"Oh!" I gasped sharply when I felt him make his way down to my asshole, his
warm tongue flicking gently at my rosebud and sending new feelings all up
my body. I heard my dad laugh behind me, a low, almost growling sound.  He
gently ran his fingers between my cheeks, before positioning himself at the
ready, and slowly entering me.

Pain raced along my rear end at first, but when my father successfully
pushed his impressive length inside of me, my whole body felt
filled. Almost like all my life I had been looking for that feeling, and
now I had it.

After a moment of letting myself adjust to him, my dad pulled out, and then
back in, starting on with a slow rhythm.  A minute later, the sound of skin
slapping skin was what filled the room, as my father leaned over my arched
back, fucking me with all his might.

"Oh Mark..." He moaned, his cock slamming into my ass harder and harder.
All I could do was swallow the dry lump in my throat and bury my head in
his pillow to keep from screaming out. Here I was, biting a pillow while my
dad fucked me like a dog.

"Oh yes, oh yes, oh... yes!" My dad gasped. I could feel him tense up
behind me, and the next thing I knew, my ass was filled up with a warm
feeling. I knew immediately that my dad had just cummed in me. And that it
would not be the last time.

I looked to my left as I saw the burly man collapse beside me, his soft
green eyes looking into mine, a smile on his face.