SUMMER FLASHBACK

Tags: gay incest, light D/s, dirty talk, light food play, rough sex

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Andrew let out a sigh as he felt the limp cock slide out of his asshole. He was on his stomach on the soft carpet of his living room. His legs were still spread, ass high in the air. He flopped over so he was on his back.

“I’m getting too old to be doing this on my knees without some sort of cushion,” Andrew ran his hand through his sweat dampened light hair. He wasn’t wrong, he was damn near 50, though he didn’t look too much like it. He did have salt and pepper greying hair and crow’s feet around his eyes when he laughed, but he still could pass for late 30s or mid 40s. He took care of himself, he wasn’t broad but he was toned with well-defined muscles. His light brown eyes gave away his kindness and his smile was gentle. Still though, his knees were aching.

“Heh,” his companion chuckled, “gotta get you some knee pads then.”

“Joke’s on you Troy, I won’t have to worry about it when you go back to university,” Andrew chuckled, “you’ll forget all about me and I can have the house all to myself again.”

“What,” Troy sat up, frowning, “what did you say?”

“I said I’ll have the house to myself,” Andrew had his eyes closed so he didn’t see the expression on Troy’s face.

“No no, the part about me forgetting about you,” Troy’s frown deepened, “what the hell do you mean by that dad?”

Andrew heard the tone and opened his eyes. At seeing his son’s face he sat up, “I mean you’ll be around people your age. Surely you’ll have a partner in your first week back, if not a steady fuck buddy at least,” he leveled him with a steady stare, “you’re the one to point that out remember?” He looked up when Troy suddenly stood, his son’s naked cock bobbing inches from his lips.

Troy looked down with his hands on his hips, “You wanna give this up?” He reached down and started to stroke his cock.

Andrew really couldn’t say no, it would be a lie, but still, “I didn’t say that…” Besides, didn’t his son want someone his age, someone he could fall in love and grow old with?

“So you expect me to forget about you?”

Andrew let out a long-suffering sigh, “Can you at least put your pants on if we’re going to talk about this?”

“Fuck that,” Troy looked upset, “answer me.”

When Andrew didn’t answer Troy stepped closer and rubbed the tip of his cock against his dad’s lips like it was Chapstick. Andrew’s eyes went wide, but he fought with his body to not open his mouth.

“Come on dad, who else will do the all the things you like?” Troy was smirking now.

Andrew leaned back, “That’s not what this is about and you know it,” he pursed his lips at him, “you think we’re just gonna stay in this…arrangement forever?”

“You want to start from scratch at some dive bar or gay club looking for a little boy toy that’s willing to call you a cumwhore and slutty bitch? You wanna take the time to teach them what you like while I’m already right here?” He pushed the tip of his cock against his father’s lip, “Come on, open up, you know you want a taste.”

Andrew did, by God he did, but he was still trying to stand his ground. Though that was becoming increasingly harder the longer his sexy son brandished his dick like a treat. Also, it was really hard to have any kind of parental authority while he was completely naked and after having been fucked by his son on the living room floor. 

Troy slid his fingers into his father's hair and took his cock and slapped the side of his face with it, “Open up. Now.”

At the word ‘now’ Andrew parted his lips. Troy dragged his cock along the cheek, leaving a slimy trail of old cum before the head plopped into his father's mouth. Andrew let out a moan and began sucking in earnest. He closed his eyes and thought about what his son had said. He was right, finding someone who would indulge him would be difficult and quite frankly he didn't want to bother with the chase.

“Look at me,” Troy groaned, “God I love it when you do that thing with your tongue.”

The older man obeyed with a long moan and flicked the tip of his son’s cockhead.

“Love the way your mouth looks stretched like that. Such a greedy cock sucking bitch in heat…No don’t close your eyes, I said look at me. There you go. You pretty pretty bitch.”

Andrew did look at him, admiring the young lean body. His son was sexy, he had known that for a while. He watched as Troy licked his lips and suddenly didn't know how on earth he even considered giving this up, though he had no idea how his son expected this to continue while he was miles away. He lifted his hands and placed them on Troy's hard thighs then concentrated on giving his son the best blowjob of his life as he thought about how all of this came to be……………..

It started only a few months ago, Troy had come home over the summer from college more confident and popular as ever. He had filled out too Andrew had noticed. When Troy bent over to place his bags down Andrew’s eyes had wandered down to look at his son’s deliciously round ass. He felt his face flame. He couldn’t believe he had thought that! He turned his head away and cleared his throat. Who was he fooling? He had been admiring his son after he had come home after his first year in college.

Andrew and his ex-wife made beautiful kids. He had always thought his boys were handsome. Troy was the youngest, his older brother Tyler having left home moving to another state two years ago. Troy got the best of both of his parents, his father’s blonde hair and dimples and his mother’s green eyes and thicker build. His mother had been athletic and that itch had been passed on to her son. Troy played football and he ran whenever he could. He and his mother would weight lift together and by the time he was a senior and his mother was moving out to live with her new beau he had filled out quite nicely.

Andrew had never hidden his Pansexuality from his family so after his wife had asked for a divorce he tried his hand at online dating. He had some good conversations with both men and women, but it became very clear to him quickly that he was more drawn to the men who looked like Troy: blonde, with big smiles and even bigger muscles. He used to feel ashamed about it, but then he figured it was a better alternative than sleeping with his actual son. So, he let himself be fucked by muscular younger men who he met at hotels and imagined were Troy.

It had an unintended side effect. When Troy came home this second summer and he had caught himself admiring his ass Andrew realized that fantasizing about his son while being fucked by strangers had made his desire for him grow. So now that the real thing was in front of him he couldn’t help but want to drop to his knees and suck his young cock.

He reigned in his desire for a few days. They went to the park, a farmer’s market in the next town over, to the movies and out to dinner. All in all, summer with his son was shaping up to be a fun experience and he thought he was doing well at pushing his desires down. One evening while they were sitting on the sofa in the dark drinking a few beers in their boxers, Troy flipped to the higher numbers on the tv looking for sports. He had tried to use his memory but had guessed wrong and the three numbers he punched on the remote stopped them on an adult channel. There was a tiny man being spit roasted between two huge studs.

Andrew choked on his beer but before he could speak Troy said, “You pay for your porn? That’s stupid. You know how much free porn there is on the internet?” He glanced over at his dad then back at the screen.

Andrew had no idea why his son hadn’t changed the channel because the wet ‘gluck gluck gluck’ of the twink gagging on the cock down his throat was turning him on. Andrew shrugged, “It was on a whim one night. I was…well…anyway, I didn’t feel like getting my laptop.”

“Fuck he’s taking it,” Troy breathed and to his father’s horror dropped the remote beside him and settled in to watch the show. He took a swig of his beer then asked, “You like your men like that? Small so you can toss them around?” He chuckled.

Andrew was silent for a moment. Sure, his son was an adult, but they had never talked about sex this causally before. They had the required sex ed talk when he was younger about body parts, consent and protection. But even as Troy got older they never talked about things like what they looked for in a partner or about what their types were. In fact, as popular as Troy was Andrew never heard him talking about dating or sex. Not even with his brother. Tyler on the other hand…he didn’t care who knew how much pussy he was getting. But Troy sounded fine and the fact that he was willing to watch this with his dad made Andrew think that maybe Troy wanted to be more open with him.

So, he answered truthfully, “No, I don’t like to top at all if I can help it.”

Troy looked over and cocked a brow, “No shit?”

Andrew chuckled, “I know, I’m built like a top you’d see in most porn. And don’t get me wrong I don’t mind it, I just prefer…not to,” his cheeks were burning with embarrassment. Should offspring and their parents be talking like this? Maybe this was a mistake.

“Huh,” Troy grinned, “you sound like that?” He pointed at the screen. The little bottom was getting blasted in the face with cum and moaning as the other man still pounded into his ass.

“Um…I don’t know…” Andrew looked away, back at the screen. The twink’s cock was swaying with each thrust and it looked so hot. Andrew always loved the way swinging dicks looked, especially if they maintained their hardness. He reached down and squeezed himself before he realized what he was doing. He quickly pulled his hand away.

“It’s fine dad,” Troy said, “it’s a fucking hot video. I’d love to have a threesome someday…”

Andrew looked over at him, “Uh, yeah?” He tried to sound casual, but his mind immediately placed his son in the place of the little porn star on the tv. Though his son’s body looked nothing like that.

“Yeah,” Troy rubbed the back of his neck, the first sign he might be nervous too, “I haven’t slept around a lot, mostly because it’s hard to find people into the same stuff I am.”

“Like what?” Andrew blurted out and kicked himself mentally for sounding thirsty as fuck as he did so.

Troy answered, unaware of his dad’s fluctuating emotions, “I like the dirty talk. To give it, ya know…” he licked his lips then chuckled nervously, “this is weird huh?” He looked at his father.

“No no,” Andrew didn’t want Troy to be ashamed of his desires, as a parent he felt like it was important to make sure Troy knew he could come to him with anything, “I have kinks too.”

“Yeah?” Troy smirked, “Like what?”

“Oh…um…oh,” Andrew cleared his throat but before he could speak one of the jocks onscreen spanked the twink and said ‘I love sluts like you’. Andrew snapped his head over to look and the small bottom was getting pounded while the man fucking him spanked his ass then called him a ‘good little whore’. His mouth parted slightly as he watched and his arousal grew.

“Stuff like that,” Troy pointed his thumb at the screen, “I like saying stuff like that.”

“Oh,” Andrew breathed.

There was a long stretch of silence where Andrew watched the porn and Troy watched him. After a time Troy whispered:

“You like hearing it huh?”

Andrew looked over, “What?”

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“You like that,” Troy nodded his chin towards his father, “I can see it all over your face. Every time that man calls him a slut you want to moan right along with him. Don’t you?”

“Um,” Andrew swallowed hard.

“You do,” Troy smirked, “you ever get to experience it?”

Andrew shook his head, his eyes wide.

“And are you like that? A slut I mean?”

Andrew, despite his best intentions felt his cock jerk in his pants. He hoped his face didn’t give away just how fucking good that sounded coming from his handsome son’s mouth.

Troy moved closer and Andrew could smell the beer on his breath. That’s it! he thought We’re just drunk! This will all mean nothing in the morning!

Andrew, emboldened by that idea, answered, “Sometimes…I think…I want to be.”

Troy groaned, “Fuck that’s hot dad,” he placed his hand on his father’s leg and saw him shrink back a bit, “no it’s okay. It’s hot dad, you’re hot, you’d be a perfect slut for some lucky guy won’t you?”

Andrew, in a daze of disbelief, nodded.

“You wanna practice?”

Andrew whined, “Wh-what?”

“Practice,” Troy repeated then used the hand on his father’s thigh as leverage to drag himself closer to him. He reached up with his other hand and gripped his dad’s chin and squeezed. He gave him a wicked grin, “open your fucking mouth.”

Andrew’s cock was stone hard and his head was foggy with lust. He opened his mouth without a second thought.

Troy smiled, “Good, that’s so good,” then he leaned forward and licked the roof of his father’s mouth.

Andrew jerked back, reality slamming into him. He scrambled away, pressing his back against the arm of the sofa, “We can’t!” He cried.

Troy cocked a brow, “Dad, you’re not as slick as you think you are,” he crawled forward and caged his father between the couch and his athletic body. The twink on screen was begging for more. Troy smirked, “You’ve been checking me out since I got home. And I hear you jerking off every night any day I was lounging at the pool.”

“You’re my son.”

“No shit.”

“I mean…we’re related,” Andrew looked panicked.

Troy chuckled as he leaned back, giving him some space, “I was your son when you were beating your meat. What? It doesn’t count if I don’t know?”

“I…that’s not…” Andrew didn’t know what to say, “I was trying to be good.”

“How good can you be?” Troy leaned in again, closer this time, “When you’re thinking about pounding my ass. Oh no!” He laughed, “Wait wait, not that! You want me to pound you!”

Andrew groaned, a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

“Yeah you do,” Troy kissed the side of his father’s lips and was pleased the man didn’t protest, “you want my thick cock up your slutty tight ass don’t you.”

“Fuck son,” Andrew breathed, “you shouldn’t talk like that.”

Troy ignored him, “You want to feel me cream your cunt?”

Andrew shivered, “Oh God,” he moaned.

“Yeah,” Troy smirked, “now…open your mouth.”

Andrew, yet again, obeyed, but this time he didn’t pull away when Troy licked the roof of his mouth again. He closed his eyes and felt himself began to tremble as his son laved and played with all the areas of his mouth and lips. He was overheating and overwhelmed that this was actually happening. He whined when Troy pulled away.

His son chuckled, “You wanna suck my cock dad?”

Andrew opened his eyes, “I shouldn’t.”

“No, you shouldn’t,” Troy grinned, “but do you want to?”

“God yes,” Andrew knew in that moment he had lost his damn mind.

Troy rose up to his knees, bringing his already hard cock to his father’s eye level, “Take it out. Fucking put your lips around it. Show me how a slut sucks dick.”

Andrew saw his hands move more than he felt himself move them. He put his fingers between the elastic and his son’s skin then he pulled the boxers down slowly. He bit his bottom lip as he saw the thick erection come into view. Troy was longer than he expected so when the elastic released, his son’s cock sprang up and slapped him on the chin.

“Oh,” the older man whispered as he leaned back to get a good look at the thickness and length.

“What you waiting for?” Troy reached out and grabbed his father’s hair, “Suck it.”

Andrew kept his eyes on the prize for as long as he could before he had to close them and open his mouth. He suckled on the cockhead, his own dick bouncing for joy. He tried to forget it was his son’s cock, if he just pretended it was a stranger’s cock then maybe he wouldn’t feel so guilty about this.

But Troy was getting off on the fact that this was his father and it just made his dick harder and his words filthier, “Fuck yeah dad, suck the juice outta me,” he looked down and said, “open your eyes,” when his father was looking up at him he grinned, “How you like that? Sucking the cock you made?”

Andrew’s eyes grew wide as shame and arousal crashed over him. Apparently Troy had no intention of pretending this wasn’t completely taboo. Even in his dawning horror he still didn’t stop, he slid his mouth further down the cock taking more in. He had never felt this aroused before and he realized then that it wasn’t just the fact that Troy was hot that had him this horny, but the fact that he was his son. Apparently he was getting off on the taboo too.

He whined in protest, ashamed that he could feel such emotions. He pulled away and gasped out, “We have to stop,” his mouth was open, lips still wet from when Troy had licked all over them.

“Why?” Troy made a face that showed he didn’t agree. He reached forward and shoved two fingers into his dad’s mouth and pulled at the corners of his lips, forcing his mouth a bit wider. He licked his lips with a deep sigh then said, “Fucking eat it,” then he rammed his dick in all the way until he heard his father choke, “damn dad, you take cock like a pro! How many dicks you suck and pretend it was mine?” When he saw Andrew’s eyes dart away he laughed, “Oh shit! You really did that! You fucking pervert! Sucking down some dude’s dick and thinking of your baby boy!” Troy started to rock his hips, “You really are a slut, a dirty fucking whore,” his hips picked up speed until his dad was mimicking the sounds the porn star had made earlier, “I’ll shoot my cum into you! Be ready for it!” Troy gripped Andrew’s head on both sides then started to mercilessly skull fuck the breath out of him.

Andrew’s eyes were watering with the effort it took not to actually choke on his son’s cock and ruin the mood. With each degrading name he was called his cock twitched with pleasure and his desire grew. He opened his eyes and tried to look at his son, but he was being used much too fast. His eyes were half lidded and there was spittle and snot running down his face.

Troy loved the debauched look on his father’s face and the moment his tears fell he lost it, “Here it comes dad! Drink it!” Then he was blasting the back of his dad’s throat with his hot cum. He held his father’s head close, forcing him to swallow each stream without question.

Andrew hungrily drank his son’s spunk, moaning like a whore as he did so. He could feel his own cock twitching between his legs, pressing against his boxers and peeking out of the slit in front. He continued to take in his son’s hot cum until he could feel the pulsing of the cock slow down. He felt Troy grip his hair strongly and he was yanked off the cock, leaving strings of cum and saliva in his wake.

“Fuckin’ A dad, that was great,” Troy dropped to his haunches then tapped his father’s face lightly with his palm. Then he pushed his thumb into his mouth and pushed down against the teeth forcing Andrew to open up wider. Troy grinned, “Oh that’s lovely, I can still see a bit of cum on your tongue,” he slid his thumb away then leaned forward and gave his dad a deep kiss.

They both moaned. Andrew was shaking from the arousal he felt at knowing his son could taste himself on his lips. He was so hard he thought the kiss may make him come. When he reached down to stroke himself the movement alerted Troy.

The boy broke the kiss and whispered, “Allow me,” then he pushed his hand into his father’s boxers and gripped his leaking cock, “oh shit, you’re big dad,” he grinned at him, “sucking cock make you feel this good huh?” He leaned forward and started to kiss his father again.

Andrew let out a long groan of pleasure. His son was such a good kisser. He felt a tiny twinge of guilt, at feeling this way. At acting on it. Still though, he didn’t stop, he just let out another moan as his son stroked him towards climax.

“Fucking come for me,” Troy panted against his father’s mouth as they broke for air, “I wanna feel it all over me…”

Andrew let out a deep shudder then gasped out, “I’m close!” He looked into his son’s eyes and for a moment that guilt came back tenfold. His brows furrowed and he was trying to find the courage to stop but then Troy spoke.

“That’s it,” his boy said to him, “come on you sexy slut.”

“Shit!” Andrew hissed then he started to convulse as he was hit with the strongest orgasm of his life. He was able to keep his eyes open, merely slits, but enough to see that he was painting his son’s chest and abs with his hot cum.

“Oh fuck that’s good,” Troy lifted his hand, “look at how much you came for me,” he smiled then pressed his hand against Andrew’s face, smearing his own cum all over it.

Andrew tried to draw away but Troy grabbed the back of his head and held him in place as he rubbed the cum around. Andrew whispered, “St-stop. Ah!”

Troy shoved two fingers into Andrew’s mouth, “Taste it dad, this is what you shot into mom to make me. Lick it up bitch,” He used the hand on the back of his father’s head to grab his hair and shake him about a bit.

Andrew screwed his eyes shut as he was manhandled, but he did what he was told and started to lap his cum off his son’s fingers. He had just come but being used roughly and forced to do something he had never done before was keeping his body primed and tingling with anticipation. He felt his guilt warring with his arousal. They were father and son, this was so wrong. They were both adults, it’s not like he groomed him or anything. He should be scolding Troy for his actions. He wanted Troy to scold him for not being slutty enough. He moaned around the fingers in his mouth as he began to suck on them.

“That’s it dad. Fuck!” Troy reached down with his other hand and started to stroke himself, “Look at that, got me all hard again,” he got to his knees so his cock pointed right at his father’s face. He pulled his fingers free then shoved them into his own mouth and licked at the already wet fingers. He wiggled his hips and was pleased his dad started to lean forward a bit. He pulled his fingers out of his mouth with a slurp then said in a voice, thick with desire, “Yeah, lick the tip again…” when his father did he groaned, “oh you listen so well. So eager,” he pushed his fingers into Andrew’s hair, “so good for me. You like the taste of my cock?” When his dad didn’t answer Troy used his hand to force his dad’s head to nod yes over and over again. He let out a wicked chuckle, “Yeah you do, don’t you slut?” He was grinning, “You’re such a bad example…licking all over your son’s cock like this…” he chuckled again then pulled his dad away, “Fuck I want you,” he growled out, “now turn around, let me eat your ass.”

Andrew drew back, shaking his head, “No no! We…that can’t happen!” Hearing his son say out loud he was being a bad example had given him some pause. He knew it was said as another way to humiliate him, but he had also been right. They needed to stop this. And they definitely couldn’t cross that line. He used his hands to push his son back and he stumbled to his feet. He looked at Troy wide eyed, still shaking his head no, “We’ll go to bed, sleep off these beers and it will be done!”

Troy gave his father a long calculating look, but then smirked and slid off the sofa. His boxers hit the floor and he stepped out of them. Now nude he idlily stroked his dick as he said, “Sure, the beers…” His face was smug when he let out a deep sigh, “Whatever you want. If the slut needs a rest he can have it.”

Andrew shivered at the word, “Son,” he palmed his traitorous dick that twitched in delight. He tried to ignore his body, but still he groaned, “No, we can’t…” he pleaded. Troy had to understand that this wasn’t just a break, “I’m your father…”

Troy chuckled, “Yeah, such a good cocksucker too,” he winked at him, ignoring his father’s distress, “night,” then he was gone.

The next morning Andrew couldn’t fool himself as he scrambled eggs. He had no hangover; he had never been drunk. They had never been drunk. They had maybe two beers each. It had happened, with full agency and clarity. He had sucked his son’s dick. Had loved every moment of it. Had loved the dirty words he was called. He sighed, still though, he was determined to not let it happen again. They hadn’t crossed the big line, so if they stopped now it would be alright.

He heard his son come around the corner and he was prepared to have a heart to heart as it was, but Troy spoke first.

“What else are you making with the eggs?”

“There is ham already on the,” Andrew turned his head to look at his son, “t-table…” his mouth went dry.

Troy was standing in the kitchen completely naked, his cock already hard. It bobbed as he walked closer to his father, “Need any help?”

“Troy!” Andrew gasped out, “You need to get dressed!”

“Why?” Troy waggled his brows then grabbed his cock and shook it, “Not like you haven’t seen it before. You were all up close and personal with it weren’t you,” he stepped forward and rubbed the tip against his dad’s hip, “Want some cream for your coffee?”