Date: 2 Mar 2001 16:01:50 -0800
From: Dave <davmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: What's In A Name (Incest b/M)

WARNING: This story is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of
incest and explicit sexual acts between a man and his son.  If this type of
content offends you, or you are under the age of 18, do not read it.
Please e-mail me at davmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for
future chapters.

			     What's in a name?

My father named me after a sixth grade primmer book written in the
20's.  It was titled "Just David".  The story is about a young boy
coming down out of the Ozark Mountains with two violins carried in toe
sacks.  It turns out that he is the son of a world famous concert
violinist that had taken his son into the mountains to raise.  It was a
nice story with out much personal meaning to David until Christmas Eva
of his 12th year.

	That New Years Eve brought new meaning into Dave's
understanding of the story behind his name.  The week before his dad
and mom had been having an argument about something unknown to Dave.
She packed a suitcase and left the house to spend a couple of weeks
with one of her sisters.  That left the two men to find for themselves
for the holidays.

	Dad was not all that upset about her departure.  The men took
care of the domestic duties and cooked for themselves, just fine.

	On New Years Eve Dad went out with some of his friends from
work.  Dave spent the night watching old movies on TV.    He was
conformably settled in for the evening lounging in a conformable set of
sweat clothes.   Late that night Dad came home.  He may not have been
completely drunk but he was certainly was not feeling any pain.  Dave
thought it was amusing, watching his dad getting ready for bed.  He was
having trouble getting his clothes off at the same time he was taking a
dump on the throne.  He just kicked his clothes into a corner of the
bathroom.  He was not too stable standing at the vanity brushing his
teeth.  Dave picked up his clothes and deposited them into the hamper.
He walked behind his dad as he made his way to the master bedroom.
Dave had already turned on the bedside light and turned back the
blankets.  Dad plopped on his back on his side of the bed nude.  Dave
reached over him so he could cover him up with the blankets.

	Dad reached up and grabbed Dave around the waist and dragged
him down onto the bed next to him.  Dave made a move to get up and was
pulled back down.  Dave thought he would just wait until his Dad to
fall asleep, then he would just get up and go to his on bedroom.  He
closed is eyes and fell asleep himself.  Sometime in the early morning
he woke up becoming aware that his dad was taking off his sweat clothes
off.  He raised up protesting that he could do that besides he should
go to his on room.  His Dad just put his hand on his chest and pushed
him back down and without saying a word completed the task of removing
his sweats.  Now Dave was as nude as his dad was.  Dave thought better
than argue with his as he lay back down next to him.

	Dave was prepared to fall back to sleep when he felt his dad
reach over and take hold of his cock.  This was a shock to him.  Dave
had lost his cherry to an older boy that lived across the street a
couple of years ago, but he had never even thought that his Dad even
thought about sex.  He had a hard time believing that his Mom and Dad
have even had enough sex with each other to produce him.  Dave told
himself that if he didn't move his Dad would go back to sleep.

	Nature took over, as Dad continued to masturbate Dave, his cock
started to get a hard-on.  At this point his Dad pushed back the
blankets and turned around so that he could put Dave's dick into his
mouth.  Dave was lost, he could not make up his mind if he should
continue making believe he was asleep, say stop, or try and get up.
He made one more effort to get up.  Dad just put his hand back on his
chest and held him down.  Dave gave up and started fucking his own
father in the mouth.  After he filled the eager mouth with his cum he
slumped back into the bed.  He was breathing heavily trying to recover.
Dad resized up and straddled Dave's chest.  His cock was fully engorged
and dripping pre-cum.  At first Dave kept his mouth shut as his Dad
started rubbing the head of his dick over his mouth.  Dad said come on
Dave I did you, now it's your turn to do me.

	With that Dave tasted the pre-cum on his face with his tongue
The taste requires some explanation.  Dad chewed tobacco either Keys or
Copenhagen, but he never spit.  He always said that it was not polite
to spit, so a man swallows the juice.  So Dad's pre-cum tasted like
tobacco.  Dave just gave in and opened his mouth and took the whole
thing into his mouth.  He started milking the cock like a calf sucks a
cow's tit.  It may have been dad's drunken condition or unbelievable
control on his part but it took a real long time before Dad started
pumping cum into Dave's mouth.  As Dad was pulling his dick out Dave's
mouth Dave got a good look at the last drop of cum on head of his dick.
It was not clear or milky white like all other cum Dave had seen.  It
was a yellow's color.  Dave figured that the tobacco caused that too.

	Dad rolled over onto his back next to Dave and took a deep
breath.  After some time Dad said "We need to talk I have to ask you a
question and then I have to tall you something."

	Dad:  First I want to know if you have ever have had sex with
other boys or men?

	Dave had to think about that before giving his dad an answer.
He decided to tell him anything he wanted to know.  He told him about
the 13-year-old boy across the street (Mark) how he had sex with when
he was 10.

	Dad:  Has anyone ever fucked you in the ass?

	Dave:  Mark did it to me a couple of days before we moved.

	Dad: Good!  I did not want to waste the night deflowering you.
Because I'm going fuck you right now!

	With that Dad rolled Dave over onto his belly.  Dad spred Dave's
legs wide apart and crawled between them.  He spit into his hand and
used that to lubricate his cock.  Dave's felt his ass being parted and
the head of his father's cock touch the opening to his ass.  Dave took
a deep breath as his father drove it home.  As dad settled down to a
slow regular pace he started talking to Dave.

	Dad:  Son I have to explain about what is happening with your
mother.  The only reason we got married was so I could have a son and
your mother wanted to have a respectable home for appearance sake.
Your mother has always preferred the company of other women.  Now that
you are almost grown she wants to have a divorce.  As a divorced women
she can live with her friend Mary Beth and her friends and family will
not have to know that they are sharing a bed together.

	Dave sputtered:  "Mom is a lesbian!"


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