Caught in the Act #2
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his teen son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading; likewise if this type of story or materiel is illegal or prohibited in your location.  The author does not condone nor encourage the acts, practices, relations, etc., involved in this fantasy story.

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I stayed naked the rest of the night, but the best part was so did Dad.  I ended up giving him another blowjob before I finally went to bed.  I had a bit of a hard time falling asleep and had to beat off again before I could get the images to stop playing in my head.  When I finally awoke I felt like a huge sticky mess between my cum and our combined sweat from fucking, so I decided to jump in the shower.

As I was washing my hair, I felt an unusual breeze, and then there was an arm wrapped around me.  I jumped in shock and felt a body pressed against me, a hard pole already moving between my butt cheeks. “Your mom is passed out. I need that pussy again before she wakes up.”  I felt the soap make long trails down my body as Dad’s pole shoved into my aching ass. I wondered if I would ever get used to it. This was a LOT different than some stupid dildo! “Fuck me, Daddy!” I said.

I felt his hands on my hips, and he moved them back a bit before thrusting the remainder of his cock into me.  I bit my arm to keep from yelling. As soon as I could I said “Daddy! Give me that cock please! I want it hard!”

“That’s exactly how you’re going to fucking get it, boy!”  He wasted no time in changing his rhythm from slow back and forth to rough pounding.  My hands kept slipping on the wet tile as he rammed into me, his body crashing against me hard.  Soon he had me plastered against the shower wall as he moved his hips back and forth.  I reached back and rested my hand on one of them.  I felt his teeth bite into my shoulder.  “How’s that feel my little fag boy?”

I hated being called a fag, but I knew better than to say that to him. I wasn’t going to say anything that might make him stop. “Oh so good! I want it deep, Daddy!”

He moved away, holding onto my hips so that I would move with him, and then I felt his hand on my back pushing me down.  I bent over and grabbed onto the edge of the tub as best I could.  This close to the spigot there wasn’t a lot of space.  He drove it in hard and deep.  My head was almost banging against the shower, so I finally tucked it down and put my shoulder against it more.

After a bit more rough pounding like this, he stopped.  He pulled out of me.  I stood up and looked at him questioningly, but I felt his hand in my hair pulling me out of the shower.  I followed him eagerly as he led me by my black hair out of the bathroom and into my room.  He bent me over my bed, and then he shoved it into me again and returned to pounding me as I moaned into my mattress.  He was in a fast rhythm only for a few moments until I heard the command to get onto my back.

I immediately crawled onto the bed and flipped onto my back.  I pulled my legs up and put my arms behind my knees pulling them to my chest as Dad returned his cock inside my ass.  He grabbed my legs as he plunged his meat into me and shoved them to either side.  Rapidly I felt his lips on mine, and I opened my mouth and felt his tongue.  His stubble scratched my face as he kissed me as hard as he fucked me.

After a few moments I felt his movements become more urgent.  He bit my bottom lip as he pounded me harder.  I put my arms around his muscular back and dug my nails into his skin.  “Fuck!” he said going even faster and then seconds later he yelled “FUCK!” as his cock exploded in my ass.  Once he had shot a few jets of his load in my hole, he went back to kissing me.  I squeezed my ass muscles around his cock and felt it continue to jerk.  And then I felt his firm grip on my dick as he began quickly stroking me.  I kissed him back feverishly wanting release so badly.

I had been close to cumming anyway, so it only took a few seconds before I jizzed.  Dad’s hand kept a firm grip as my cock pumped.  I could feel the hot fluid as it ran down the shaft.  After he pulled his dick out, he told me: “You keep that cunt good and lubed.  When I decide I want to fuck it, I don’t want to have to wait.”  He wiped my cum off his hand with my blanket as he spoke to me.

“Yes, Daddy,” I replied as he grabbed his boxers and put them back on before he walked out of my room.

I went back into the shower and rinsed off.  By the time I got into the kitchen, Dad was gone.  There was a note on the microwave:  “Sean, 2 PM, Safeway. Walk.”  Why did he want me to meet him at the grocery store? Ok, that was weird.  

I had breakfast and then messed around during the day.  Mom finally got up around lunchtime and looked like shit.  It was weird looking at her with all the extra information Dad had given me about their sex life.  Not to mention the fact that I was getting the same dick she was. Or used to get.

When it got close to the time I needed to leave, I made sure to put a good amount of lube in my hole.  Just in case I went commando and just put on a pair of blue basketball shorts.  Several girls had told me what a cute butt I had when I wore these shorts.  I didn’t know if that would work on Dad, but I was going to do whatever I could to keep him more interested in me than Mom.  I also wore a tight wife beater.

I got to Safeway 10 minutes early and stood waiting in the shade until I saw Dad’s car pull up.  I climbed in and saw his eyes going over my body.  “Why am I meeting you here?” I asked when I got in.

“I know a place,” was all he said.  Dad took the car behind the building and pulled over.  Suddenly his hand went up my thigh and disappeared into my shorts.  I felt his fingers touching my cock.  His hand withdrew, and I then I watched as he undid his zipper and pulled his thick meat out.  He grabbed my hair and pulled my head down.  I immediately opened my mouth and went down on him.  He let me suck on his cock for a few moments before stopping me.  He pulled his shirt over his hard-on and then began driving.

I rubbed my cock through my shorts as we drove. “Sucking Daddy’s cock make you hard, boy?”

“Everything about you makes me hard, Daddy,” I said without thinking. I chided myself while he continued in silence.  As soon as we were away from the traffic and near the woods, Dad pulled our car over.  Once again he was yanking me toward him by my hair, and I devoured his stiff cock.  I could taste his precum, and his rod looked swollen with need.  I moved onto my knees so I could deep throat him better, and I felt him ease his seat back.  When I felt his hand on my ass, I reached back and yanked down my shorts.

When his finger slid into my crack I moaned reflexively.  I moved my ass upward as his fingertip moved around the edge of my hole teasingly.  I couldn’t stand it, and I finally stopped sucking his delicious meat long enough to say “Please, Daddy! Fuck me!”

He took the time to undo his pants and slide them and his underwear down further.  “You don’t get it in your ass until you swallow my cum.”  I went back to working his thick meat vigorously.  He alternated between rubbing my ass cheeks, playing with my cock and balls, and shoving my head down further on his cock.

After a bit I got an idea and let his dick fall out of my mouth.  “Daddy, would you fuck my mouth then? I like when you give it to me hard.”
“You like when I treat you like a bitch, do you?”

“Yes, Daddy! Please!”

He grabbed my head suddenly, and I felt his lips crush against my mouth, his tongue shoving past my lips.  He kissed me hard, and I felt his fingers grab my shirt and lift it up.  He practically yanked it off me.  “Take those fucking clothes off and get on your knees, faggot!” he said.  

Without hesitation I kicked off my shoes and peeled my socks off as I saw him get out of the car.  He held his pants up as he walked around to my side.  I got my shorts off just before he was at my door.  I opened it with one hand while the other pulled my shorts off the remaining leg.  He grabbed me by the hair and practically drug me out of the car.  I quickly dropped to my knees and opened my mouth as he shoved his cock into it.  “Worship that fucking cock, bitch!”

I forced the shaft down my throat and resisted gagging as I watched his black pubic hairs get closer and closer to my face.  I didn’t stop until my nose was buried in the thick bush.  I held my breath as he humped my fiercely.  When I just couldn’t hold it any longer, I pulled my head back until I could breathe, took a couple of deep breaths and then felt it shoved back into my throat.  His balls bounced against my chin as he pounded my throat hard.

When he stopped moving, I opened my eyes and looked up to see him stripping his shirt off.  I could see droplets of sweat on his muscular chest as I continued sucking him.  He tossed his shirt into the car and then said “Lay the fuck down!”  I almost threw myself backward to accommodate his command, and he was over me in an instant.  He shoved his thick rod into me until his skin was pressed against my face, and then he started ramming my gullet like it was my ass.  I gripped his firm, hairy butt as he fucked me mouth.  There were a couple of times he kept it buried in my throat for so long I thought I might pass out, and I would gasp when he let his move backward.  He would do a couple of small movements while I took some breaths, and then it was plunged back down my throat.

After several moments he suddenly stood up.  As he wasn’t moving anywhere, I quickly returned to my knees and felt his hands grab my hair as the mushroom tip of his cock entered my mouth.  He had his legs spread wide as he gripped my head firmly and forced his meat down my throat.  I had tears running down my cheeks from fighting against gagging as he plowed my mouth and throat, his low-hanging balls swinging wildly as he drove his meat faster.  I held onto the backs of his large legs for balance.  He continued forward and soon my head was against the car.  I saw him put one of his feet up on my seat, and he started moving his hips more freely.

Soon I felt his dick swell more, and I could taste some of his saltiness.  He pulled away from me and sat down in the car, his legs open wide, his erect cock bathed in my saliva as it stood straight up into the air.  I moved between his legs and devoured his cock again.  “Fuck you want that dick BAD boy!”  I nodded my head.  “Or are you just thirsty for your old man’s thick man juice?”  I nodded my head and opened my eyes to look at him as I continued pleasuring him with my mouth.  I could see by his expression he was getting close, and I massaged his sweaty, hairy sac with my fingers while I continued blowing him.  “Here it comes, faggot!” he yelled, and I took the entire length of his thick shaft into my throat just as his cum exploded into my mouth.  

I kept sucking and swallowing the salty treat as his dick sent pulses of the thick fluid into my mouth.  “SonofaBITCH!” he said as I continued sucking him at a furious pace.  His arms collapsed, and he lay down across the seats as I continued milking him earnestly.  After the flow had stopped for a bit, I sucked the sweat off his balls for a few moments before returning his shrinking cock to my mouth.  I was determined to not let him get soft.

After a bit he sat up.  I felt his firm grip on my chin as he pulled me up.  He got to his feet, and pulled me back up as I began to slide to my knees again.  He kissed me hard, and I felt my cock enshrouded in his firm grip, his calloused hands gliding up and down my dick quickly until I came.  He continued kissing me as my jizz spilled over his fingers.  When he finally released me, I saw him wipe his hand on his leg.  I looked down and saw white droplets on his feet, too.  “Clean it all up,” he said.  I looked around to find a piece of clothing to use, but he stopped me. “With your tongue.”

Once again I sank to my knees, and I began licking my cum off his damp skin.  Many times I also sucked on the skin to get it up quicker.  I hesitated when it came to his feet, though.  I looked up and saw the firm set of his jaw.  Remembering my promise to do anything and never refuse him, I bent over and sucked my cum off his feet.  “Now that’s a good little bitch.”  I moved so I was standing in front of him once again, and he moved me aside.  I watched him open the rear car door, and he motioned inside as he said “On your back.”

I climbed into the car and turned over so I was laying on my back, my feet hanging off the edge of the backseat.  Dad pushed my legs apart and then leaned into the car.  I felt his lips on the insides of my thighs as he sucked and licked.  His mouth moved closer and closer to my groin, and my dick began stiffening again.  Unfortunately, his mouth stayed clear of my nuts and cock, and I felt his lips on my belly.  He slowly worked his way up my body until he was laying on top of me, his tongue slowly moving inside my mouth.

As we kissed, I enjoyed the feel of his well-built body against mine in spite of the extra heat it produced.  I explored his back with my fingers.  He pressed his body against my hard cock and moved it around so that he was rubbing against it.  I moaned and moved my hand between us in search of his meat.  It was halfway hard, and I slid my thumb over the head.  “Fuck I wish you were your mother!  Then I could fuck you wherever the hell I want.”

“I don’t care where, Daddy.  I’ll do anything, anywhere, any time.”

“Yeah? What if I told you to get naked and bend over right in front of Mom?”

Okay that made me pause, but I quickly nodded my head.  “Yes, I would.”

“And in front of your brothers and sister?”

“Anywhere.”

He kissed me again, and I could feel his manhood quickly responding to my touch.  “Did you get that cunt ready for a good pounding?”

“Yes, Daddy! It’s ready for your fat cock.”

“It better be, because I’m going to pound the shit out of that tight hole.”  After saying that he moved off me.  I rapidly flipped onto my stomach as he hovered above me.  

“Yesssss!” I hissed when I felt his cock sliding into my moist crack.  “Please Daddy! Fuck me HARD!”  I felt the thick shaft filling my ass.  It felt better going in slowly, but I wanted to get him as hooked as I could. It felt weird being in competition with my mother, but I wanted his cock in me and me only.  I began pushing my ass up.  “Just shove it in, Daddy! Give me your fat, hard dick! Make me your bitch, Daddy!”

“You fucking got it, little faggot!” he said, and pain erupted as he repositioned himself just a bit before shoving his rod inside me.  I yelled, a mix of pleasure and pain, as he thrust his cock into me until I could feel his pubes and sweaty skin pressed against me.  Then he moved so it sank a little more deeply.  “Like that cocksucker?”

“YES!” I cried.

He began slowly pulling his cock backward, and then he rammed into me again.  I felt my face lift off the seat as he shoved it in so hard and firmly that he pushed me into the fabric of the seat.  “How’s that cunt?”

“HARDER!” I yelled. I didn’t care how much it hurt.  He was NOT going to quickly forget this fucking session.  And then I was grunting loudly as his body lifted and slammed against me.  He was basically raising his whole body and then dropping it on top of me, his cock ramming into me with each move.  I lifted my ass when he lifted so it would go even deeper when he landed against me.  “Oh gawd! Fuck me, Daddy!  Give me that fucking cock!”

Suddenly he stopped.  Oh shit! I thought.  He quickly moved out of the car and said “On your feet fucking faggot!”

I nervously slid out of the car.  He yanked me to my feet and shoved me toward the front of the car.  He spun me around and slammed my chest against the hood of the car as his dick rammed into me.  He kicked my feet so that my legs spread wider, and then he gripped my hips hard as he returned to pounding my aching hole.  Playing along with the dirty talk that seemed to really get him going I yelled “Daddy! Pound my pussy hard! PLEASE!”

My ass stung bitterly as he smacked it hard.  His fingers grabbed my skin in a tight pinch before he slapped it again.  He reached up and firmly gripped my shoulders as he pulled his cock back and slammed it forward repeatedly.  This angle hit something inside me that drove me fucking wild.  “Goddamn I want your dick, Daddy! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!”

“Goddamn faggot!” he said ramming his dick into me harder.  He continued like this for a bit longer and then slowed down.  It was torture feeling his manhood slowly filling me and then slowly withdrawing.  And then he was back into his pounding rhythm.

After a bit he pulled out of me and yanked me back to the car.  He shoved me inside while he stood at the edge, and I quickly moved to my knees.  He grabbed my legs and yanked them so that I was bent over the backseat.  Then he was back inside me.  He used this position to drive it into me hard and then move his whole body forward so that it not only sank deeper but moved inside me.  “YES, Daddy! Oh gawd yes!”

He would occasionally slow down while doing this, and I’d feel him making circular motions with his hips, his cock moving around inside my hole hitting so many areas that set me on fire I could barely handle it.  I moaned loudly trying to keep his momentum going.

After a while he pulled out of me.  When I felt his body moving away, I looked to see him getting down on the ground.  As soon as his butt was against the dark dirt, I was in his lap forcing his cock up my hole.  I clung to him as I used my legs to fuck myself with his delicious dick.  “That’s right faggot! Use that cock!”

“It feels soooo good, Daddy!”  I rode him as hard as I could.  The way his dick was pounding me inside, I was actually getting close to orgasm.  Between that and the near inferno of lust I felt, I threw caution to the wind and kissed him hard.  He returned my kiss, and I felt his legs shifting under him so that he could pump me harder.  Suddenly he grabbed onto me, and I was moving backward.  I clung to him as I fell, my back slamming against the dirt.  I felt my air rush out of my lungs as my legs were lifted into the air.  He rammed his cock into me as my ankles bounced by his ears. 

He leaned forward shoving my knees against my chest and making it hard to breathe, but now he could really slam his cock deeper.  Soon my legs slid off his shoulders, and I felt his strong hands sliding under mine.  He kissed me hard as his dick pounded my hole.  And then I blew.  I cried out as my orgasm released.  Dad looked at my face curious and then looked down to see streams of my hot white jizz plastered against my chest.  “You came from just me fucking you?” he asked surprised.  Feeling slightly embarrassed and unsure if this would anger him, I nodded my head shyly.

“I’m really going to have to figure out how to get rid of your mother,” he said crushing his mouth against mine and plowing me with renewed vigor.  I wrapped my legs around his lower back and squeezed as he rammed his cock into me until he said “I’m doing you doggy, faggot.”

I released him and flipped over.  Impatient to continue fucking me, he grabbed my waist and yanked it up so that I was on my knees quicker, and then his cock was buried inside my hole.  Sweat seemed to pour off each of us as he continuing fucking me.

After a while he pulled out again and lay on his back.  Since I was on my knees I began backing up, but he stopped me. “No, I want to see your face when I feel your cunt with my load.”  So I turned around and mounted him.  As I rode his thick meat, he used his fingers to wipe bits of my cum off my damp chest and feed it to me.  Each time his finger came near my lips, I sucked on it voraciously, my tongue going wild as I cleaned my jizz from his salty skin.  At one point he shocked me by grabbing my cock and squeezing it hard making some of my white stuff come out in another spurt.  I then watched amazed as his finger moved to his own mouth, and I watched him taste my seed.

I began riding him harder, my soft dick flopping up and down as I repeatedly impaled myself on his long girth.  After a while I saw the familiar look on his face, his eyes were closed and mouth open, and I knew he was getting close.  “Give it to me, Daddy! I want to feel it heat me up from inside.”  What the fuck did I just say? I thought as I started squeezing my ass muscles tightly around his invading cock.  His fingers dug into my thighs as he grew closer and closer, and then he cried out as his dick blasted my insides with his hot liquid.

I slowed down and squeezed tightly again as his cock twitched in my ass.  He was panting as he began to recover.  “Fuckin’ hell!” he said.  I stayed on top of him, moving back and forth, until he sat up, grabbed me, and then rolled so that I was on my back.  He had slid out, but he shoved his dick back in rapidly.  He kissed me hard as his stiff member continued to unload in my butt.

When he finally pulled out and got up stiffly, he said “That was goddamn fucking incredible.”

“You want to do it again, Daddy?”
He laughed. “If only I could go again that quickly.  Don’t you worry, though, you hot little faggot.  You’ll be getting plenty of dick.”

He started to get dressed, so I began retrieving my clothes as well.  I was forbidden to put my clothes on, though, and had to ride the rest of the way home naked.  Only once we were in the garage was I allowed to finally put my shorts on.

Later that night I was in bed and couldn’t sleep.  I kept thinking about what had happened today and just needed more cock.  Finally I decided to push the envelope a little more.  I slid out of bed and crept into my parents’ room.  Mom was snoring and facing the other wall.  I slid my upper body under the sheets.  Dad always slept naked, and so I had ready access to his delicious meat.  I began sucking on it.  It was so fucking cool how I could feel it growing in my mouth.  Soon I felt a hand on my head patting around.  Then it slid down my back to my ass.  When the hand rested on my butt, I felt another hand on the top of my head guiding it down more.  I smiled.  I had him for sure.