Date: Tue, 4 Sep 2012 14:03:33 -0500
From: Silent One <silent_one__@hotmail.com>
Subject: Forbidden - Chapter 02

Disclaimer:

This story is a work of fiction. Any names referenced in its writing that
bear resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. I only hope that
more is written about male pregnancy/transgender pregnancy. Thank You and
Enjoy.



Forbidden - Chapter 02


	As the sexual tension in the house grew, Paul had to wank off
almost a few times a day just to keep from getting a boner when his son was
around. It was getting increasingly difficult for him to resist the
thoughts that crept into his head; the thoughts of him bending his son over
the counter, and plowing his ass, or his son slowly riding his girth until
he explodes. These thoughts were exaggerated by the former anniversary of
Paul and his former wife. They had always had a healthy sex life, right up
to when she left them for some rich guy in New York. Since then, both Paul
and Tommy shared an unspoken agreement to never speak of her again, out of
respect for her selfish, self-centered ways.

	Even with the understanding between Paul and his son, Paul's
thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the incredible sex he and his
former wife used to have on their anniversary. He couldn't help but to
remember the feel of her cunt around his member, her juices pouring all
over him as she rides him, bringing him to closer and closer to orgasm. He
recalls as she used to scream to the sky, cumming herself, every hip and
torso muscle he can see seizing up, as if in a seizure, followed by his own
explosion deep inside her waiting and willing cunt.

	"Dad, you okay?" Tommy asks, reviving his father out of his reverie
in the living room. "Umm, yeah son fine, How're you?" Paul replies, almost
stammering out a response. Laughing, Tommy responds, "I think you were
having a sexy daydream" pointing to his father's hard-on. Looking down,
realizing that his son is correct, Paul quickly gets up, "Yes, well it
happens from time to time." As Paul walks out of the room to take care of
his 12 inch problem, Tommy makes the snide remark with a grin on his face,
"More recently than in the past it seems."


Later in the night...


	Tommy is on his hands and knees, getting his ass pounded from
behind. He feels the weapon assaulting his insides, as if they were the
enemy. Moaning from the feeling building deep inside his own balls, he
looks under himself, and is amazed at the sight. His own dick is hard as
steel; his own balls quivering as they get absolutely hammered by the
egg-sized testicles belonging to his lover. As if on que, he sees his
lover's balls start to clench up, getting ready to flood his ass full of
their contents. Tommy lifts his head to the ceiling, knowing what's to
come, and begins to feel the throws of orgasm within his own loins.

	Tommy jerks awake in bed, violently interrupting the incredible
dream he was having. Sitting up, he can feel the sheets on his naked torso,
his rock hard dick tenting the sheets as it sticks out of his boxers. "Damn
it, not again!" Tommy curses, frustrated at the recurring fact that he's
been waking up before cumming lately. Throwing the sheets off the bed, he
takes his cock in his own hand, and starts wanking to get some relief.

	Just as he starts, he hears moaning coming from the adjacent room,
the bedroom his father occupies. As Tommy looks down, his 6 inch hard dick
in his hand, he makes the decision that will alter both his and his
father's lives forever. After all the weeks of teasing, knowing how horny
both he and his father are for each other, he lets go of his dick, and
walks down the hall, into his father's bedroom, Tommy's cock leading like a
divining rod.

	As he gently pushes his father's door open, he catches a glimpse of
the weapon between his legs. Standing at full mast is the very weapon that
knocked up his worthless mother. Sneaking inside the room, he better sees
that the sheets are off the bed, and his father's weapon easily fills the
hole of his boxers. Slowly, Tommy sneaks over to the bedside, careful not
to wake his father, seemingly deep in the throes of his own dream.

	Tommy kneels at the side of the bed, in utter awe as he inspects
the 12 inch weapon in front of him. He reaches out to touch the head of it,
almost purple with need to be touched, pre-cum leaking from the slit. As
Tommy's fingers carefully touches it, his father groans out from the
contact. Tommy freezes almost instantly, fearful that he's been found
out. Once it become obvious that his father is a heavy sleeper, he wraps is
fingers around the head as best he can, feeling the heat of the blood
pulsing through it. Getting some pre-cum on his fingers, Tommy lubes up the
head of his father's cock. He smiles, seeing his father's reaction,
groaning either from his sexy dream, or the hand on his dick, Tommy really
didn't care at this point.

	With more pre-cum oozing out of the cock-head, Tommy uses his other
hand, lubes it up, and adds to the stimulation. With the head nice and
shiny, Tommy slowly moves his hands down the vein-covered shaft in front of
him. Tommy agonizingly takes it slow down the girth of the cock in front of
him, eliciting a groan of frustration from the person it belongs to. It
seems like an eternity before Tommy's comparatively tiny hands reach the
base of his cock, veins pulsing with blood. Slowly, Tommy starts to gently
jack of his father's cock, his father moaning from every little touch.

	Even with Tommy's attempts to keep his father's cock lubed, the
pre-cum pouring out of his cock-slit isn't enough for the weapon. Suddenly
noticing cold hard-wood floor on his own cock, Tommy gets as much of the
pre-cum his own cock that leaked onto the bedroom floor on his hands, and
adds it to his father's on the cock in front of him. As he spreads all the
pre-cum all over the love monster, he's surprised to see that the pre-cum
from both him and his father still isn't enough to lube up the animal
pointing at the ceiling. Knowing the solution, Tommy slowly raises up from
his knees at his father's bedside, a trail of pre-cum attaching the head of
his own cock and the bedroom floor.

	Slowly, Tommy slides onto the bed occupied by his father, careful
not to make any sudden moves to awake him. Tommy admires the beautiful dick
in front of him, pointing to the heavens wanting a warm, wet hole to
feel. Smiling to himself, seeing the want in his father's dick, he decides
he's tortured it enough. Feeling the veins pulsing in his slippery hands,
Tommy leans down, and slowly licks the head, like licking the sprinkles off
an ice cream cone. His father groans from the touch. Relishing the rough
feel of the cock against his tongue, Tommy sinks his lips over the entire
head, engulfing it in his mouth. Using his tongue, he eagerly swirls it
around the head, causing even more precum from his father's cock
slit. Eagerly swallowing the precum, Tommy moves his head down further,
seeing how far he can take the monster. After he gets about five inches of
the 12 inch monster in his mouth, he's disappointed that he can go no
further. With all the practice on his asshole, he neglected to practice
restraining is gag reflex.

	Undeterred, Tommy slowly started to bob his head on the monster
that made him. After only a few bobs, Tommy felt his father's cock suddenly
swell in both his slippery hands, and his hot mouth, followed by what can
only be described as a cannon going off. Tommy felt his father's baby juice
hit the roof of his mouth first, followed by actually tasting the salty,
tangy flavor entering his mouth. Desperately trying to swallow all the baby
batter in his mouth, Tommy utterly fails and copious amounts of cum leaks
from his mouth. As his father keeps shooting cum out of his cock, Tommy's
cheeks bulge, reflecting the constant mouthful of cum in his mouth. With
cum leaking from his mouth, and even nose from the overflowing, Tommy lets
go, his lungs begging for air. Breathing furiously, Tommy feels his skin
being coated with a film of his father's cum.

	As the cum geyser slows to a trickle, Tommy looks down at his body,
cum literally dripping from his skin onto his father's bed spread. With his
breathing stabilizing, Tommy gazes down at the figure of his father, his
cock beginning to go limp, and a satisfied smile on his face, eliciting a
smile of his own. With his own dick having cummed sometime during the
blowjob, Tommy slowly licks his cum soaked fingers, and scoops up some of
it on his chest, and cleans his fingers again.

	As Tommy continues to revel in his father's cum, the alarm clock
catches his eye. Seeing the time, Tommy pouts and carefully leaves his
father's room, knowing his father's clock will wake him up soon. Tommy
walks out of the bedroom, and into his own bedroom. Carefully, he takes his
sheet, and mops up the cum trail in the hallway, careful not to leave any
trail of the deed.  As Tommy finishes his task, he strips off his boxers,
and sleeps in the nude. Before he doses off, he can't help but tell
himself, "Next time, that thing's going in my ass."


To Be Continued.


Other stories by the same other:

transgender/Magic-ScFi/ghosts/

bestiality/shadow/

bestiality/my-stallion-my-mate/




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