My son and I have been living alone since my wife died 10 years ago. We are closer than your average father/son duo. My name is Michael. My son is now 18 years old and has grown up very well. His name is Chris. One day everything changed. I was working in the basement when I heard him come home from school.
"Dad I'm home!" he hollered. He is 6'2", I have blue eyes, black hair and a 10" cock. He's a football player and works out a lot. I saw him in the shower one day and I haven't been able to stop thinking about him.
"I'm in the basement, son. You're back from football already?" I think I'm considered pretty sexy. I'm almost as tall as my son, same hair and eyes. I also work out. Have to keep up with him!
"Yeah, it was cancelled because it's raining. What's for dinner, Dad?"
"How about pizza? We can watch a movie tonight." I heard him yell an agreement and then footsteps up the stairs.
I followed him a few minutes later and opened his door just in time to see cum flying everywhere.
"Sorry Dad!" he said as he covered up.
"Don't worry son, everyone does it. You've really grown up a lot and have a great body to show off." I lifted the sheet and started running my hands over his abs. I dropped the sheet to the floor and started scooping up his cum. Then I put my fingers in his mouth and started sucking the cum from them. God he tasted good! I moaned, "Mmm, tasty."
I started kissing him on the cheeks and then covered his mouth with mine. He started kissing me with passion and we shared the taste of his cum. I kissed his neck until I reached his nipples and started licking and biting them. Bringing my hands down to his dick, I stroked it slowly. Then I started licking around the head of his cock. Finally I could resist no longer and I slid his whole cock down my throat and started sucking fast and hard. Soon he was close to cumming again.
"Oh Dad...oh god that feels good! Keep sucking, oh yes Dad! You're going to make me cum!"
