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Hello!  This is my first post of a fantasy I've been thinking about, and I really hope that you guys enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed writing it.

It's just been my father and me since I was six, my dope-headed mother having gone off the rails and left us.  I haven't spoken to her since and couldn't care less.  Her absence meant I had a lot of time to spend with my father, who I guess I had adored for years.  He certainly was my hero as I grew-up.  When I was 16 he came out to me.  I guess he'd thought I would hate him for it, because he began to cry. That shocked me more than the fact that he was gay.  You see, standing at six foot six inches, and two hundred and thirty pounds of steel muscle, he towered over me.  Still, his being gay didn't really bother me.  What did bother me was eventually he started bringing home these - hmm - little twink faggots. They really irked my nerves, so I started going to a local gym so I could escape seeing them, and after two years of intense training, my body was sculptured magnificently. I noticed that I started to look like Dad, even if I didn't have his salt and pepper beard and even if I was four inches shorter than he.

After the gym one night, I came home and crossed paths with one of Dad's fuck toys.  The guy was crying, so of course, my curiosity was peaked as I had never seen my father angry or hurt anyone.  In fact, I thought of the two of us as two gentle giants.  But I guess I was wrong.

 

I walked into his room, where he was putting on his pants, I could feel the negative energy in the room. So much so, it burnt my exposed skin. "Hey old man.. What's up?"

 

I must have startled him because he jumped a bit, shaking his head. "I'd rather not talk about it, Justin."

 

That really had caught me off guard. We never kept anything from each other. Even our sexual escapades were talker about. I let out a deep sigh and nodded. "I'll be in my room if you need me.. Knock before." I headed towards my room and closed the door, stripping down. I began to rub my body, grasping my nine inch cock, a great gift I had received from him, thinking to myself 'Finally I get to enjoy myself'.

Sitting on my bed, I began to stroke my cock, tugging on my pair of low hangers.  I closed my eyes and pictured me blowing some girl with whom I had gone to high school.  Then something caught my eye.  My underwear drawer was wide open.  I slowly stopped pleasuring myself, stood up and walked over to take a look.  Nothing seemed to be missing, so I shut it and went back to my bed, deciding I needed porn to get the job finished.  I puller out my laptop and went to the history and was shocked to see what I found. Titles like 'Dad and Son Fucking Raw'.  My mind raced when I seen that, but still I felt compelled to 'start'.

When the porno started, it looked pretty vintage. A man entered a bedroom to discover his son still in bed late in the afternoon.  A look of disgust and disdain crossed his face, and he grabbed a belt and started thrashing his son, shouting at him to "Wake the fuck up!" and calling him a disgrace. I felt like I didn't want to watch, but my libido must have been clouded because my cock throbbed. I wanted to be that boy - somehow I found myself wanting to be disciplined by my Dad.  

 

I continued to watch as the man yanked the blanket off of his son, revealing his naked frame with welts and bruises from past beatings.  He grabbed the boy by the hair and started to rub his face into his cock, making his face smell of his musk.  I couldn't handle it at that point.  I had just blown my load and started to pant.  I didn't even remember touching myself..

It had unleashed a beast in me and it needed out.  I knew that tomorrow, after he got off of work, I needed to see my Dad.

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Anxious to see where this awakened beast ends up, father /son relationships are what they are , work for some , others no, just enjoy whatever it is that turns your crank

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The rest of the night was pretty awkward. My dad and I both stayed in our rooms and I tossed and turned in my sleep, thinking of what I was going to do. I got up around twelve in the afternoon and starter to explore the house, my dad no where in sight. I let out a sigh of relief as I poured me a bowl of cereal, watched some television, and showered. The whole time, images of what I had seen came back to me until... Until I just couldn't take it anymore. I walked to my dads room, getting into his bed naked and on my knees. I picked up my cell and texted him. "Hey dad.. One of your boys are here.. I sent them to your room." I looked down at it and waited for his reply. He just sent "Alright, be there in ten minutes." My heart felt heavy and I started to breathe hard, but I still didn't move.

About ten minutes had passed when my ears twitched, hearing his truck door slam shut. I looked down and noticed that my cock had began to grow and leak pre. I knew there was no going back now. First the door to the living room. Then the hard steps of his boots, hitting against the hard wood. Hearing him climb each step. Each one making my heart skip. My eyes fixated on the doorknob of his room, seeing it turn and open.

"What the fuck..." His deep, scruff voice echoed through the room. All I could do was look down and shake lightly. I could feel his eyes on me, full of shock, disgust, hate, and lust. He approached me slowly, I looked up from his bed, now noticing how broad and thick his chest was. "I.. I'm sorry.. Dad-.." He didn't give me a chance to speak, wrapping his large hand around my neck. A sick, twisted grin on his face that I had never seen before. "You're going to regret this boy." Was the last I heard from my father before I passed out.

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My reaction will be short but effective. Dads yet + 35yo. men know & fuck best. Not only according my own prefferences; it's a fact. young twinky cuties usually are ways too gentle to know about good sex, the many fantasies & perversions. Probably the best reason why those boys love dads & dads love boys. Intergenerational porn is extremely popular & wanted. Not only on my site but everywhere. I very much understand it myself.I have been fantasized about men from since I was a teen. No wander I became bisexual. Take whatever site, most active & usually best members will be hot dads. No wander I like to help them around & make sure they get to their fantasies.

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I woke up some time later, looking around. I was still naked and in my dads room. 'Must've been a dream...' I thought as I went to rub my head, which was pounding. The only thing is... I couldn't move. My hands and ankles were tied to the posts tightly.

I began to pull, trying to get free, when I heard large footsteps coming up to his room, followed by a chuckle. "Glad to see you awake boy. This wouldn't be fun if I couldn't hear ya' scream." - my eyes widened as I looked back, seeing my fathers frame filling the door way. "D.. Dad I.. Change-.." "Shut up! I told you that you were going to regret it, right? And you will." He walked towards the bed, the door slamming shut. I could feel him on the bed now, in between my legs. I twitched as he touched my ass, spreading it to present him my tight, puckered hole. He must've liked what he saw because I heard a low, bellowing growl.

I could hear him gurgling and snorting, shooting a large amount of what I found out later was spit and phlegm. It felt cold and made my face flush for a second, before I could feel one of his thick fingers shove into my hole. My whom body burnt and I let out a yelp. "Take it out!.. Take it.. Ahhh!" I could feel him working his finger in and out. His nails sharp on my walls. His other hand came down on my ass, making me groan. "Shut it boy. I've just gotten started.." He pulled his finger out of my ass, feeling blood trickle down onto my scrotum. "I.. I'm bleeding!" I said, looking back. Oh, how I wish I didn't. He licked his finger hungrily and chuckled at my surprise. His cock was outstretched from his crotch area. It looked longer than mine, and thicker than a coke can. "Hmmm.. Nothin' tastes better than a virgins pussy."

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Oh, please, please continue.  My dick is at full attention.

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Obviously that Daddy knows BEST!  Such a great story about how a son is going to get exactly what he needs and deserves!  Looking forward to the next chapter (also looking forward to someone doing this to me!).

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