This is a story of sex between a father and his son . Your response is welcome @ motherincest@hotmail.com
I have known for a long time that I had homosexual tendencies. I fought them for many years but when I turned sixteen I gave in to my desires. I was on my high school football when I gave into my feelings. I was the 3rd string corner on the team that was in a playoff game to go to state. Since the team was on the road we stayed at a hotel room. My room mate Stan was the starting outside linebacker. He was 6'4' 230 pounds and had shoulder length brown hair. He was a stud on the field and off. He dated the hottest girls and was on his way to college to play ball. I had wanted to fuck him for months but he wasn't gay. Or at least that was what I thought. The night before the game I discovered differently.
Stan was in the shower and I needed some aspirin so I started to dig in his bag when I found something I never would have dreamed of. Stan had gay porn. It wasn't just regular gay porn though. It guys in leather peeing and shitting on each other. Stan liked giving and getting brown and gold showers. My mind raced. This was too good to be true. I had not sex with a man yet but here was my chance. I stripped off my clothes and sat on Stan's bed and waited for him to come out the shower.
I laid on his bed and when he came out I became someone even I did not recognize.
" Hey queen how long have craved cock?."
" What, I don't. Oh shit you found the....look I can explain."
" Don't worry your secret is safe because I want cock too. You are lucky. Except I run this show because you want me to don't you." I barked. He did want me to run the show. I could see it in his eyes. This huge linebacker wanted to be someone's bitch. He would be my bitch. I got up and walked toward him. I had never been so assertive in all my life. I ripped the towel from around his waist. I forced him too his knees. He then reached for my cock and took it in his mouth. I wouldn't let him have it because I knew what he really wanted. I grabbed him by his hair and forced his head back.
" I know what you want . You are the hottest toilet I have ever seen," I said. I then pissed all over his face. I soaked his face with my urine. He lapped it up like a puppy. He was not new at this like I was. I then directed him to the bed. I laid him down and began working my way down his body. As exciting as it was to humiliate him I needed his cock. When I came to it I was not disappointed. It was 8 inches long and thick. I took his balls in my mouth. I sucked them and rolled my tongue over each one. I was intoxicated by his smell. His crotch was thick with hair and the smell of his clean body was incredible. I worked his cock with my mouth and hand while never losing eye contact with. Giving head to a man was better then all my fantasies. It was warm ,throbbing almost. I worked the head with my tongue. He grabbed my head and I knew he was close to cumming.
"Oh shit, Greg... I ,I,...." , he moaned . Then he erupted . Each blast seemed longer then the first. I couldn't swallow all his come. It was dribbling down my chin. I then crawled up to his face and forced my tongue into his mouth. I felt his stubble grind my skin . It was the most passion I ever felt. Now it was my turn to get satisfied. I then worked my way to his asshole. I spread his hole with my fingers and spit in my other hand. I then worked three fingers deep into his ass.
He was hard again and moaning uncontrollably. He then said the words I was waiting for.
"Fuck me. I'm ready."
I wanted to fuck him missionary style. I wanted to see his eyes as a fucked him. I pushed his legs behind his head them put the head of my cock at the entrance of his bottom. My cock slid in quite easily. I then began to pump him . AS I fucked him I could fell my nut sack slapping against his ass. The warmth of his ass was delicious . i started to run my hands up and down his chest. I was getting close and then I lost control and grabbed his hair and began screaming at my bitch.
"You fag. I own you, I own you..." and then I came.
It seemed like I shot buckets into his ass. I then collapsed in his arms.
That was four years ago. I lost touch with Stan but I still dominate my gay lovers. It was something in me that Stan awoke...