Don't ask!
This is the second part of my story "A new life, a new world". It contains incest between father and son, so do not read it if you're under 18.
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When down came, the first rays gently filled the room of sunlight. James stood next to the windowpane, watching the rosy sky.
He turned his head around, towards the white bed: there lied his son, snoring faintly. Many doubts filled the white horses head, and worries had in common one crucial concept: Chris was gay...
James breathed deeply. He spotted his clothes on a chair and dressed up without making noise; then, silently went out the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind him.
Vivid memories of that night continued to flash in his mind. James shivered and slowly went to the kitchen. He leaned on the fridge, watching the garden form the closed window. He staid in this position for a couple of hours, immersed in his thoughts. Then the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"James?" shouted Jusy.
"Hi, Jusy... what's the matt-"
"How could you do this to me?" yelled hysterically the female horse.
"What?" he asked, worried.
"How... how..." Jusy started to cry, "why did you tell Chris to come and live with you?"
James didn't know what to say. "Jusy, I... I didn't want you to... I just wanted to help. You said that he was a problem... the baby and your husband!"
"But I never told you to take him away from me!" cried Jusy.
"Wait! You said that he is able to make his own decisions now!" James said. "Anyway, did you really think that he was going to live with you for ever? He is nearly nineteen, he is a man now!" he said, trying to keep his voice as low as he could.
"I... I... beep beep beep."
"Jusy?" he called, but he heard nothing but that annoying sound. James closed the phone. He stood still for a few minutes, surrounded by complete silence. Then, when he heard Chris coming down the stairs, he grabbed a cloth and a bowl, pretending to clean it.
"Hey, dad! What's up?" asked Chris, entering the room wearing nothing but his shorts.
"Nothing... just get dressed, please!" said his father coldly.
"Why?" asked Chris "I feel much more comfortab-"
"I said go and dress your self!"
"Ok, ok! I'm going..." said the brown horse, returning after a few minutes dressed with a blue T-shirt and a grey pair of trousers.
"Better!" said James irritated.
"Hey, what's the matter dad?" asked his son, grasping his shoulder.
James shook his torso and moved away from him. How could Chris do such a thing and act as if nothing happened? Anger and repulsion started to rise into James's body. "What's the matter? What's the matter?" he said, turning his head towards his son.
"Yeah, what's the matter?" Chris asked again, sounding a little frightened.
"Are you nuts?" said his father, his face contracted in a grimace of rage and disgust. "I'm talking about you touching genitals in the night, while I was supposed to be sleeping!". Chris didn't speak or move, but James could see that he was shocked and scared.
"Your mother called twenty minutes ago... you'll go back home tomorrow morning, and no objections. I wont permit...incest!" said James, walking out the kitchen, leaving Chris motionless. He ran up the stairs and quickly opened the locked door of his bedroom. A strange and bitter-sweet smell pervaded the air. James closed the door behind him, and sat on the no-more-wet bed.
What am I going to do? James looked disparate. I never had a gay relation with someone before and never wanted to have one, not even with my son! but the situation strangely fascinated him. When he heard Chris closing the door of his bedroom, James closed his eyes, thinking hardly...
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That night Chris packed his rucksack, unwillingly ready for his return to his mother. He was ashamed not about what he did, but how he did it. If he only hadn't moved that much, every thing would have been just perfect.
Knok knok.
Chris didn't answer, so James entered the bedroom without his sons permission. "Big Boy?" he said. He shivered, realizing for the first time what he was doing... how could it have happened?
Chris lifted his head and opened widely his mouth: his father stood in front of him, completely naked. "What the..." he tried move but his muscles didn't respond to his commands. Chris was too involved now looking at James to care what was happening. His cock was almost at full attention now.
"Don't ask!" James moved over Chris's torso so that his chest was just inches away from his face. He slipped his sons T-shirt and threw it on the nearest chair. "Go ahead Chris, you can touch them, and you have my permission." Chris instinctively reached up and started to massage his fathers nipples.
James moaned, "Oh Chris, that feels so good!" Chris started to switch between his two tits now, sucking each one for a few minutes and going back to the other.
James undressed his son completely, then rose up, and started to slide down Chris's body: when his ass touched his sons hard cock, he pushed back and moved all the way down to Chris's feet, where he started to lick his toes, working his way up to his thighs.
Chris's cock was massive now, and it twitched each time that his fathers tongue licked his inner thighs. "Does this bother you Big Boy?" James asked. He knew it didn't.
Chris managed to say," No, it...it's great."
His father moved higher, now staring at Chris's huge cock. He was strangely very pleased with what he saw. James was trembling with anticipation knowing that he was going to fulfill one of his sons fantasies.
He leaned forward and licked the underside of Chris's cock with his tongue, working his way to the tip, twirling it around the head and back down to his balls.
He did this for several minutes before licking the head again, this time taking it into his mouth. James heard his son moaning with pleasure as he held the tip of his dick in his warm, wet lips.
James pushed down as the head of his sons cock disappeared into his muzzle. Pushing down harder he was engulfing as much of Chris's cock as would fit into his mouth.
After a few minutes, in witch he was just enjoying the feel the cock on his lips, James started moving up and down on it.
Faster and faster he worked his dick in and out: the sounds that Chris was making now filled the room. James reached down with his hand and started squeezing Chriss balls, feeling his own dick getting harder.
Chris looked down at what was going on, watching his fathers head bobbing up and down on his shaft. "I'm going to cum dad, I can't help it, and you're making me feel so good!"
James started to move faster now, taking more of Chris's cock in than he had before. He could feel his sons dick pulse as the first wave of his sticky seed built up deep inside his balls.
Chris grabbed James's head and held it as he jerked his dick straight up, jamming it deep into his father as the first flow of sperm started to squirt out. Chris kept pushing his dick hard into his fathers muzzle with each jet of cum, unloading his balls.
James rose up and looked at his son. "I hope you enjoyed that Chris, I know I sure did..." he grinned, tasting his sons seed that covered his mouth.
"Really?" his son sounded incredulous. "So are you still mad with me?" he asked panting heavily.
"I guess not!" James said, cleaning his lips with his forearm. "Come on, now it's my turn to have some fun... lay down on the bed, Big Boy!" he pushed Chris on the bed and started to massage his own cock. He laid down close to where his son was, then leaned over and started to kiss him.
"Oh dad!"
"Shhh!" James whispered, tasting his sons lips. He was sure that Chris wanted this so badly: he had a total look of lust in his eyes. James took Chris's cock in his hand and started stroking it. Chris's dick had shrunk a bit after cumming so hard in his fathers mouth.
James worked it up and down and it started to grow again. He moved in between his sons legs, bent down and took it into his mouth again. After about 5 minutes of this play Chris was once again fully erect.
He threw his leg over James and positioned his ass near his cock. James licked his fingers and got them wet, then rubbed them all over Chris's fuck hole.
When the head of his fathers cock was in the crack of his ass, Chris started to move up and down slowly, stroking his fathers cock with his ass.
He rose up and pushed down hard, quivering with pleasure, while his ass painfully opened to take the massive cock inside him. Chris started to move up and down making James's cock slide through his ass, and moaned.
James's huge dick head was stretching his sons tail-hole as it made it's way towards its goal. He moaned and started to push up with each downward push Chris made.
Chris moved his ass up and down, savoring the full length of his fathers cock inside of him. Then started moving faster, driving down hard with each stroke.
Finally Chris screamed, "Oh, fuck me hard dad, I'm going to cum!!". James was slamming his cock in his ass so hard and making grunting sounds with each thrust.
"Oh fuck this feels so awesome, fuck me harder! Please fuck me faster!" Chris yelled.
Suddenly James could feel his cum building up his balls, his cock starting to pulse with each thrust in his sons ass, that was tightening around it.
"Holy fuck!" Chris yelled. "I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming, oh shit!" he couldn't hold back any longer, and, without touching it, his dick spread white and dense cum all over the bed.
With one hard thrust his father pushed his cock in his sons ass as far as he could, and started to pump his sticky load deep into him.
"Damn, this is fucking unbelievable!! I'm cumming so hard!" he cried. He shot what felt like bucketloads os sperm, filling Chris's rectum. The excess oozed out and dribbled down his balls and on the bed. Then James slowed down and soon came to a stop.
"Uhh!" Chris shuddered and lied on his fathers hairy chest.
His father slowly started to slid his hard cock out of his ass, but Chris shaked his head.
"No, please! Don't take it out!" ha said.
"Ok, son!"
"I love you d-dad!" he was exhausted: his breath was very heavy and he felt weak.
"I love you to, Chris!" James whispered, and slowly pushed again his cock deep in his sons ass.
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Wow! That was awesome! the room was dark, except for the faint moon-rays that filtrated from the opened window. Chris was sleeping on his fathers body. James smiled widely. He thought about all the fathers and sons around the world, and felt sorry for them. He wanted to risk, to try something new... and he liked it. James hugged his son, caressing his hairy chest, careful not to wake him.
The end?