Date: Tue, 14 Aug 2012 18:39:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Trucking-With-Dad-Part-11 (gay/incest)

This is fiction. 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 grown son getting to know
his father in every way. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking
for, here it is...


PART 11

Riding along with my dad in his truck had certainly been educational--in
more ways than one--but I was glad to be back at home and in my own bed for
a change. Still, I was tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep. My
brother Barry sharing my room and snoring away in his old bed wasn't
helping.

My brother Barry. I couldn't get over how casually he'd talked about Uncle
Jack and Cousin Eddy with our dad. But maybe I'd read too much into
it. Maybe Barry's knowledge of Jack and Eddy wasn't the same as mine. Maybe
he hadn't had the fun of fucking and sucking with them like I had. I
couldn't wait to get Dad alone the next day to ask him for more details. It
was the only way. I couldn't ask Barry. What was I supposed to say? "Do you
like it up the ass as much as I do?" I could just see the shocked look on
his face if his little brother said something like that to him.

I rolled over on my side and looked across the moonlit room at Barry. He
was laying on his back with one arm thrown over his head and the other
under the sheet. As I followed the lines of his body farther down the bed,
I had to slap my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing. The sheet was
tented at his crotch. And from the height of that tent, his dick must have
been rock-hard and sticking straight up. My humorous surprise turn to
impressed admiration. Okay, we'd shared the same room when we were growing
up, so I'd seen him with morning wood more than once. But this was the
first time I'd seen him with a hardon after hearing him talk so casually
about Uncle Jack and Cousin Eddy. Before I knew it, I realized that I'd
slipped my hand down my pajamas and was massaging my growing dick.

Once I'd started, I couldn't stop, but I didn't want to make a mess on the
sheets, so I quietly got out of bed and hurried across the hallway to the
bathroom. After closing the bathroom door and turning on the light, I
quickly slipped out of my pajamas and stood over the toilet with my dick
standing up and away from my body. Without any further delay, I closed my
eyes, tossed my head back, took my dick in the right hand, and started
jacking off. As I did, visions of sucking on Jack and Eddy's dicks flashed
into my head. Those were quickly replaced by visions of Jack and Dad's
dicks disappearing up my ass. I quickly moved my left hand down between my
legs and began fingering my ass as I continued jerking on my dick.

I began moaning softly as my fingers pressed at my ass. I was so hot now
that I wanted to finger-fuck myself hard and fast, but my ass was too
tight. I needed some lube. I let go of my dick and turned to look through
the medicine cabinet. Finally, on the third shelf, behind the band-aids and
the aspirin, I found an old jar of vaseline. I chuckled to myself and took
the lid off the jar. Quickly, I washed my hands to get my ass funk off
them, and then I dipped the first two fingers on my left hand into the jar
and came up with a huge glop of vaseline. I then turned back around to
stand over the toilet. With my dick once again in my right hand, I reached
under and started working the vaseline up into my ass. Just feeling my
fingers sliding in and out of my ass drove me to the edge in no time.

"Oh fuck!" I couldn't help screaming out as my dick began erupting load
after load after load of hot cum. I tried to aim it down into the toilet,
but since I was still working my ass with my fingers, my aim wasn't what it
should have been. I shot a lot of cum into the toilet, but I also managed
to spray it on the seat, on the outside of the bowl, on the tank, and on
the floor. Suddenly, my legs felt like they were going to give out from
under me, so I quickly let go of my dick and leaned back against the
sink. Once I was a little steadier, I slowly pulled my fingers out of my
ass. The pucker closed tightly and I breathed a deep relaxing sigh. My
relaxation was shattered though by a pounding on the door.

"Are you okay in there?" my dad called.

I quickly wiped my fingers with some toilet paper and hurried to open the
door slightly.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Dad pressed open the door, saw my still-plump dick, and nodded toward the
cum that was splattered everywhere. "So I see."

"Sorry, I'll clean it up," I said as I started to pull some toilet paper
off the roll.

"Don't you dare."

Dad stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. I backed
across the room to make room for him, picked up my pajamas, and started to
put them on. However, I stopped and watched in amazement as Dad got down on
his hands and knees and started licking up my cum off the floor! He then
turned his head to lock eyes with me as he lapped up the cum running down
the side of the toilet.

Without a word, I dropped my pajamas and stepped forward. "You've missed
some," I said as I wiped my hand across the toilet tank. I then held my
hand out, and Dad licked across my palm, sending a shudder through my
body. The shudders continued as he sucked each of my fingers clean as well.

"That was amazing," I said.

"I'm not finished yet," he said as he leaned forward and sucked my cock
into his mouth. I wasn't ready for another go yet, but he licked me clean
and must have been rewarded with a few more drops of cum that hadn't yet
made their way out of my dick. I had to put my hands on his head to steady
myself.

As suddenly as he had started, Dad stopped sucking my dick, and, using the
toilet for leverage, stood up facing me. I laughed when I saw a glob of my
cum on his chin. Before he could ask what I was laughing about, I quickly
leaned in and licked his chin clean, savoring the sweet and salty flavor.

"Can't take you anywhere," I laughed.

"Smart ass," he said as he ducked his head down to kiss me quickly. "Now,
get back to bed."

"Yes sir." I grabbed my pajamas, and he slapped my ass as I walked past
him.

I stopped and turned back in the doorway, but Dad was already turned back
toward the toilet and getting ready to take a piss.

"Hey, Dad," I whispered.

"Yeah?"

"About Barry."

"What about Barry?

"How well does he know Uncle Jack and Cousin Eddy?"

"I think you should ask him that."

"Does he know them ask well as I do?"

"I'd say that's a safe bet, but you didn't hear it from me."

"And have you and he....?"

"Hey, what happens on the road stays on the road," Dad said with a wink.

I smiled back at Dad as he reached over and closed the door. Then I quickly
turned and headed down the hallway.

Once back in my bedroom, I just tossed the pajamas on the floor and climbed
into bed. It was only then that I realized I hadn't cleaned the vaseline
off my ass. Oh well, I figured, it wouldn't hurt anything. And then I
caught myself starting to finger my ass. Again, I had to slap my free hand
over my mouth to keep from laughing and waking up Barry. I couldn't believe
what a horndog I'd turned into. Then I glanced over at Barry and saw what a
horndog he was too, since his dick was still tenting his sheet.

As I stared across the space between our beds, Barry's dick flexed a couple
times. I dove into bed and pulled my own sheets over me. Then I slowly
pulled the sheet down to steal another look at Barry. He was still lying on
his back with one arm tossed over his head, and his dick was still tenting
the sheet. But now there was more movement under the sheet. I couldn't
believe my eyes. Barry was jerking off in his sleep. I got out of bed and
started to move in for a closer look, when he suddenly let out a moan.

"Oh, Eddy."

I froze in my steps. Did he say Eddy, or was that my own imagination? Barry
continued to work his dick under the sheet.

"That's it, Eddy."

There was no mistake. He was having a dream about Eddy and jerking himself
off while he was doing it. This was hot. I moved closer to Barry and took a
corner of his sheet in my left hand. Gently, I raised the sheet. I was
rewarded with the sight of Barry's 7-inch did sticking straight up in the
air and his right fist gliding up and down. I licked my lips when a bead of
glistening pre-cum appeared on the tip of his dick. I looked down and saw
my own dick was rock-hard again, and a sly grin came across my face.

Moving slowly, I took more of the sheet in my right hand and pulled it down
to the bottom of the bed, fully revealing Barry's naked body in all its
glory. For a few seconds, I just stood without moving and watched him
continue to jerk off. I couldn't help comparing him to Dad and thinking how
much they were alike physically. The same broad build. The same furry chest
with a treasure trail leading down to his dark, thick bush of pubic
hair. Once again, my sights locked on the glistening pre-cum on the tip of
his dick, and I knew what I was going to do. I couldn't have stopped myself
if I'd wanted to, and I definitely didn't want to.

I walked up to the side of the bed, leaned over with my hands on the side
rail for support, stuck out my tongue, and gently licked the drop of
pre-cum from my brother's dick. It was sweeter than any I'd tasted before,
and I wanted more.

"Yeah, lick it, Eddy."

I froze for a second. Barry's head fell to the side, and he continued
jerking his dick. His hairy balls glided up and down on his thighs, and
another drop of pre-cum appeared on the tip of his dick. After only the
briefest of pauses, I leaned back in and licked up this newest drop of
pre-cum. Barry moaned again, but this time I didn't back away. Instead, I
opened my mouth and leaned in farther, taking the head of my brother's dick
into my mouth. As I applied the slightest of suction to the head of his
dick, my brother moaned again.

"That's it, Eddy. Suck my dick."

Who was I to disappoint my older brother? I leaned in farther and took more
of his dick into my mouth. Barry's hand fell away from his dick, and I
continued on down. I lapped at the underside of his dick as I descended and
paused for a moment when I had my nose buried in his bush and his dickhead
buried in my throat. I gently contracted my throat muscles to massage
Barry's shaft. Barry let out a soft moan and then started raising his hips
slightly off the bed.

I raised my head and started working my mouth up and down Barry's dick in
time with his slight thrusts. I also took his balls in my left hand and
began massaging them as I worked on his dick.

"Oh, Eddy, you're so hot," Barry said and then spread his legs slightly to
allow me more access.

While still holding his balls in my left hand, I extended my middle finger
to massage the space between his balls and his ass. Barry moaned deeper,
spread his legs wider, and thrust his hips higher. But at that point, I
backed off his dick, keeping only the head in my mouth. I swirled my tongue
around the tip as I used my right and to force more pre-cum out of his
dick.

Leaning over the edge of the bed was killing my back, and Barry's legs were
spread so wide that there was plenty of room for me, so I climbed onto the
bed and between his legs as gently as I could. The last thing I wanted now
was to wake Barry from his dream of Eddy and let him find his naked brother
between his legs and sucking on his dick.

"Don't stop, Eddy," my brother moaned.

I wasn't about to stop, and as soon as I was comfortable between his legs,
I went back to sucking his dick, playing with his balls, and inching my
finger's way back to his ass. All the while, Barry kept letting out moans
of pleasure, so I knew I was doing something right.

Without any warning, Barry pulled my head off his dick. I looked up in
shock expecting to see him glaring at me. Instead, I saw that his head was
still laid back on the pillow with his left arm still tossed over it.

"Ride me, Eddy," he moaned softly.

I paused in confusion. Was my brother asking Eddy to fuck him, or did he
want to fuck Eddy. If I made the wrong decision, there could be hell to
pay, since I didn't know what Barry was into. The pause continued as I sat
there with Barry's dick and balls still in my hand. Slowly, Barry's hand
moved and took hold of his own dick, pointing it straight up.

"Ride my dick, Eddy," he moaned. "I want you to ride my dick. You're so
good at it and it's been so long."

I took one last look at my brother's relaxed face and then moved up the bed
to straddle his hips. As I did that, I could feel his dick pressing against
my ass. In that moment, I was so glad that I hadn't cleaned out the
vaseline when I was in the bathroom.

Barry's right hand pressed his dick against my asshole. Suddenly, his left
arm moved from over his head. He brought it down to his side, and he grasp
my thigh with his left hand. Again I froze at the movement, but his head
stayed relaxed, so I relaxed to--all over. My sphincter opened up, and I
could feel Barry pressing his dick up into my ass as his left hand pressed
on my thigh to force me down onto his dick.

I was still lubed from the vaseline, but enough lube for finger fucking
isn't always enough for being fucked by a dick. I gritted my teeth and
tried to relax as my brother continued to inch his thick cock further and
further into my ass. Before I knew it, I felt his pubes pressed against my
ass, and I knew I had his dick completely inside of me. I was sitting on my
brother's dick. I let out a huge sigh and felt my body completely relax in
contentment. I wanted to stay like that forever, but then I felt Barry
thrusting his hips slightly. He couldn't do much because I was sitting with
all my weight on his cock.

"Ride it. Please ride it," he moaned.

That was all I needed to get me started. I leaned forward and felt his dick
sliding out of my ass. I leaned back and felt his dick plunging back into
my ass. Barry brought his right hand out from under me and placed it firmly
on my other thigh. I could feel his warm hands pressing against my flesh as
I tried to find the rhythm he was looking for.

I ground my hips in circular motions as I rode up and down on his dick. I
swayed my back to change the angle of entry and exit as I rode my own
brother's dick.

"Oh yeah, that's it," he moaned as he started working his hips more and
more in time with my own motions.

I was no longer just riding my brother's dick, I was being fucked by him as
well. Each plunge of his dick up my ass sent tingles through my entire
body. My own hard dick and hairy balls were slapping against Barry's
stomach. I was in complete ecstasy and couldn't help moaning.

"Oh yeah, fuck me, Barry," I whispered before reaching out to massage his
stomach as we moved in unison. His abdomen rippling in the moonlight was
one of the most gorgeous sights I'd ever seen, and I was completely fixated
on it.

Suddenly, Barry, picked up his pace and started thrusting his cock up my
ass harder and harder. I couldn't keep my balance and fell farther
forward. I stuck out my hands to catch myself, and they landed on his pecs
with my thumbs on his nipples. I rubbed my thumbs across Barry's
nipples. He let out another loud moan and started thrusting his dick up my
ass even faster and harder.

I leaned forward to give him even more control of his thrust and began
twisting his nipples between my fingers. I was so close that I even stuck
out my tongue to flick it across his erect nipples.

"Oh god," he moaned. Then he took his hands off my thighs and placed them
on my shoulders. This gave him even more leverage to shove me back hard on
his dick as the thrust up into my eager and willing ass.

"Oh yeah, fuck me, Barry. Harder. Give it to me."

I looked into Barry's face and saw he still had his eyes closed, but he was
tossing his head back and forth on his pillow.

"I'm coming," he moaned.

"Give it to me, Barry. Shoot your hot cum up my ass."

"Oh god! Oh god! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Here it is. Take it all. Oh
yeah. Take my cum up your ass." Barry was nearly screaming as he pressed on
my shoulders with all his force and plunged his dick up my ass to the
hilt. He groaned with each spasm of his orgasm and each shot of cum
unloaded in my ass.

I don't know how long it lasted, and I was surprised when I realized that
I'd been holding my breath all the time he was coming. When I did realize
it, I let out a deep sigh, and at the same time, every muscle in Barry's
body relaxed. He let his hips glide back down onto the mattress, but he
also pressed my shoulders to get me to sit back and keep his dick buried in
my ass. As I relaxed, I let my own head fall backward, so I could enjoy the
complete pleasure of feeling my brother's dick nestled up my ass.

"Damn, you're good, brother."

My head snapped forward, and my eyes shot open. My brother was looking
right at me with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"You knew?" I asked.

"Please. When did you ever know me to talk in my sleep?"

With that he took my dick in his hand and started jerking on it.

"Oh shit!" I yelled as I began shooting cum all over my brother's chest and
stomach. One shot even landed on his cheek beside his lips."

"Damn, brother, why didn't you warn me you had a hair trigger?" Barry
asked. With a wink, he stuck out his tongue and licked my cum off his
cheek. "Mmmm, not bad. I'll have to try a larger sample sometime before
making a final decision though."

"Any time you want," I offered with a smile and ground my ass on his dick
again. "In the meantime, I'd better clean you up."

As I was leaning in to lick my cum off my brother's stomach and chest,
there was a quick knock on the door, and it opened. I almost fell over
backwards as Barry sat up quickly, but he grabbed me and held me steady
with his dick still up my ass.

"I thought I said to keep it quiet," Dad said gruffly, and then he started
laughing.

Barry collapsed back on the bed and started laughing too. I ground my ass
back down on Barry's dick and leaned in to lick a gob of cum off his
chest. Then I turned to stick my cum-covered tongue out at Dad before
saying, "I was just welcumming Barry home."

"So I heard. Now either get to sleep, or make room for me."

Barry and I looked at each other and broke out laughing. I then rolled off
Barry to one side while he inched over to the other side--leaving just
enough room for Dad between us.

"I hoped that would be the option you chose," Dad said as he held up a tube
of lube and walked slowly toward the bed.


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