Son Uses His Father

It was a strange day; I had been feeling light headed all day so I took the day off work. Not that I normally worked on a Saturday but I had to work every forth Saturday as part of my contract. He was not pleased when I phoned my line manager and cursed that he would have to cover it.

As I lay in bed just thinking about my wife I wondered where she was now, was she happy, I hoped so.

On my 50th birthday I got a very big surprise present all wrapped in paper with ribbon and bows. I was smiling as I began to unwrap it but my smile soon vanished when I saw what was inside.

"This is a joke, right." I barked at my wife.

"No, I'm leaving you and I want a divorce." She replied with no emotion showing on her face.

"Why? What, talk to me, what have I done to bring this on." I knew it must be my fault, it usually was.

"I just don't love you anymore, our marriage is stale and I have met someone else." She said digging the knife into my heart further.

"Do I know him?" I asked, not knowing why it mattered.

She didn't answer as she walked into the passage and dragged her luggage out of the door and into a waiting car.

I sat with my head in my hands not believing what had just happened and even more shocked when I recognised whose car it was. My best friend from school was the other man and I only had myself to blame.

As the car sped off, I realised that a fantasy I had had for many years should have been left as a fantasy and this would never have happened. I wanted to have a threesome and after a night of boozing it happened and my friend and I took turns fucking my wife. At the time I thought it was so exciting watching my friend on top of my wife with his cock thrusting in and out of her pussy. Watching her orgasm as her body arched upwards and then my friend coming inside her was a sight to behold and now, I pay the price.

My son who is twenty-five years old still lived with us even though he would like to have his own place the prices to rent were well out of his price range and with house prices so high he had no chance to buy his own place.

When I told him his mother had left us, he was as upset as I was.

Over the next two weeks I had to learn how to cook, something I had tried before unsuccessfully.

One evening I was in my study and watching porn, I was trying to find something that would cheer me up and make me horny even though I only had my own hand to satisfy that need.

I don't know why but I was looking at short videos where there were two men with one woman and that did nothing for me. So, I started to look at some gay web sites, I don't know why but seeing men having sexual encounters with other men was turning me on.

I was so captivated with what I was watching I didn't notice my son entering the room behind me.

"Dad, is that why mum left you?" he asked with an element of shock.

Quickly I closed the page down and turned around and said, "what do you mean?"

"You're watching gay porn, did she leave you because you are gay or bi?" He asked.

"I'm neither, I was just surfing." I replied hoping he would believe me.

"Okay," he said and left the room.

I sat and thought about what he had seen me doing and wondered why he had come into the study in the first place. I decided to see what he wanted if anything so I got up from the chair and entered his bedroom.

"Did you want something?" I asked him but he didn't reply.

"Dad can I ask you a personal question?"

"Go ahead." I replied hoping it was nothing too serious.

"Have you ever done it with a man?"

"You mean have I ever had sex with a man, not exactly." I said.

"What does exactly mean?" He asked.

"Well I once sucked a man's cock, but it was during a game of truth and dare and just for one minute." I replied wondering if this information would shock him.

"Who was the man whose cock you sucked?"

"My best friend and yes, it is the same man that has taken your mother from us."

"Did mum know that you sucked his cock?" He asked looking slightly embarrassed.

"She was there and she watched me doing it." I said.

"Did other things happen during this game?"

"Quite a few things happened but I'd rather not go into that." I answered.

"I want to know and I won't stop asking until you tell me." He said.

"You really don't want to know; it may shock you and I don't want to do that." I replied

"Just tell me what else happened." He demanded.

"Okay, but it will shock you." I said as I shifted uncomfortably in my chair.

"I dared Martin to lick your mother's pussy, I watched as he did just that and I enjoyed watching him do it."

"Were you all naked or something?"

"Yes we were all naked and I also enjoyed seeing his face when he saw Susan with no clothes on."

"What else happened?" he asked.

I didn't want to tell him but the thought of admitting it to him was getting me slightly horny.

"We all went to Martin's bedroom, your mother was lying between us and I was playing with her nipples while Martin was fingering her pussy. After a while she shouted out will somebody fuck me, so we did."

"You mean Martin and you both screwed my mum."

"Yes we did and I have to say watching him on top of her with his cock going in and out of her pussy was awesome."

Nothing more was said, I left his room and returned to the study. A couple of days later I was sitting watching football on the TV when my son came home from work. He sat on the sofa just looking at me, even though I didn't look in his direction I could feel his eyes on me.

"Dad, you know I haven't had a girlfriend for over a year."

"Yes I know." I replied while wondering what direction this conversation was going.

"Well I get horny too and I was wondering if you would suck my cock." He said quietly.

I turned and looked at him and said, "you're joking aren't you."

"I'm serious dad, I'd like you to suck my cock."

"But it's wrong, it's incest, it's not legal." I blurted out.

"So who is going to know, I'm not exactly going to tell anyone that my dad sucked me off, am I?"

"When you put it like that, the answer will still be no." I told him.

My son said no more and got up and left the room, minutes later I could hear the motor humming that served the power shower, I knew once he had showered, he would be in his room for the rest of the night playing video games.

I had missed a lot of the football and even though I was watching the last fifteen minutes I had no idea what the score was. Even though I was looking at the screen I couldn't stop the thought of my son asking me to suck him off from going around and around in my brain. His request was unbelievable, I cannot think of any way he thought I might oblige him.

Once the football had finished and my brain was still ignoring the score, I picked up the remote control and turned the TV and the box off and trotted off to the bathroom to clean my teeth and of course the most important thing a quick pee.

Once in bed I made myself comfortable on the pillows and then I pulled the duvet up and snuggled in for the night.

My work had given me two weeks passionate leave and without having the repetitiveness of getting up and living by the clock I didn't know what to do with myself. Around midday I decided to visit my local pub hoping my friend would be there, he goes there every day just for the company I reckoned so I was pretty sure he would be there.

I waved to George as I entered the pub and indicated to him if he wanted another pint to which he nodded. Once I had purchased the beer, I walked over to the table he was sitting at and joined him.

"How's things going George?" I asked.

"Oh you know, same old shit as normal." He replied.

We chatted about various things while also ordering some more beers.

"George if I discuss something with you will you promise it never goes any further." I said in almost a whisper.

"John, you have known me for years, if you remember you told me about your threesome and I have never breathed a word about it to anyone."

"Okay," I took a breath, "a man has asked me if I would suck his cock."

"Hm interesting, are you asking me because you are tempted to suck his cock."

"God no, I much prefer female company." I replied, taken aback by his question.

"Is it someone you've known for years or a stranger?" He asked me.

"That doesn't matter, I was wondering how I should deal with it if he asks again, without causing a problem.

"Tell him outright that you are not interested and will never be interested and not to ask again." Was his advice.

"How would you deal with it if you were in my position?" I asked him.

"Other than what I have already told you, however if he was offering to suck my cock, I'd invite him to my house."

"You would let a man suck your cock, you're not"..........

"No, I'm not gay or bi or anything. In my view and at my age I don't care whether it's a woman or a man, as long as I end up coming. I mean what difference does it make; I get satisfied and he goes away happy."

"You don't reciprocate?" I asked.

"No, I'm not into sucking cocks, but if you're interested you can come back to my place and suck me off." He said with a big grin on his face.

There was a long silence as we both took a drink of beer.

"I haven't offended you have I John, you have gone very quiet."

"No, no, not at all. I was thinking that's all."

"You were thinking whether or not you wanted to suck my cock weren't you."

I looked at George, I still didn't know what to say until I plucked up the courage and said, "yes I would like to come to your place."

Why did I say that I thought to myself, now he thinks I want to suck his cock, I'll blame the drink because I do want to do it.

We arrived at his house and it was not as I expected, it was in beautiful condition and nice and tidy.

"You like?" he asked.

"It's very nicely done." I replied.

"My wife used interior designers, spent my money and a year later left me." He said.

"Look George I've never done anything like this before so I haven't a clue how we go about it."

"I thought you sucked your friend's cock once." He said.

"It was for one minute and I was pissed, a bit like I am now." I told him.

"Okay follow me," he said as he led me to his bedroom.

I nervously entered his bedroom, he had a queen-sized bed and like the rest of the house it was decorated perfectly.

"Take your clothes off." He instructed me.

"I thought I was going to suck your cock so why do I need to take my clothes off?" I enquired.

"Trust me, it's a lot more comfortable with no clothes on." He said as he removed his clothes.

I looked at his cock, it was about six or seven inches long and quite fat. My cock wasn't as big and I was uncut and where as his cock was erect mine remained limp.

He laid down on the bed with his legs slightly open. I joined him on the bed and knelt close to his cock, watching as it flopped around as I moved on the bed. I slowly lowered my head closer to his cock, I didn't want to do it while also wanting to do it.

My heart was pumping fast as I moved closer and closer to his throbbing manhood when without a word, I jumped off the bed grabbed my clothes putting them on as fast as I could then exited as fast as I my legs would carry me. When I got home the first thing I wanted was a drink, grabbing a bottle of red wine off the shelf I poured myself a large glass. As I sat there drinking my mind was in a bigger whirl than when my son asked me for a blow job. Why should that be I asked myself, the answer was right there before me, I almost did it, I was naked with another man and I almost did it.

I rightly assumed that my son was in his room by the noise coming from it, he must have been killing loads of zombies. Picking up the remote I turned the TV on and began flipping through the channel guide to see if there wasn't anything worth watching, I've never counted how many channels I have to choose from, maybe twenty or thirty and I still can't find something decent to watch. I settled on some program where these traders bid on lock up units but they can only have a quick look from the outside. I wasn't paying much attention until some guy bid by shouting boom out loud and he became very irritating as he continued to do it.

I picked the bottle up from the coffee table and poured the remaining contents into my glass, as I went to set the bottle back down it wobbled then fell over making a loud clattering noise as it collided with other things perched on the table. The killing of zombies went silent and my son came out of his room, he looked at me and said, "it's you I thought we had burglars."

"No it's just me." I replied.

"Dad can you tell me more about what mum got up to with other men."

"I can't do that, as much as she left me for my best friend, I don't want to paint a bad picture of her."

"I actually think it's cool that mum was slutty, so come on tell me something she did."

"No way am I telling you anything." I said with slightly slurred speech.

"Go on tell me just one story of what she got up to." He begged.

"Okay but you must never repeat this to anyone."

"My lips will be sealed," he said.

"We had won a trip to Bermuda and on the first night we were there I left the room to get some ice from along the corridor. When I returned your mother was outside the room wearing only her negligee and I could plainly see her boobs through it. I asked her why she was outside and she said she saw a big bug run across the floor and she ran out, but she forgot to pick up the key. I had to walk down to reception and explain what had happened. Shortly on my return a man appeared with the spare key and a can of insecticide. He entered the room and sprayed the area where my wife had seen the cockroach, but he kept glancing at Susan and enjoying what he saw. When he left the room, I followed him out so I could speak to him in private. I asked him if he enjoyed the view and he just smiled and began to walk away. I caught up with him and asked him if he would like to fuck my wife, his eyes opened wide as if he was shocked at what I had said. I told him I was serious and if he wanted to have sex with her, I wouldn't mind. He mumbled yes and I asked him when his shift was over, he said in about thirty minutes. I then told him to bring a friend along and his friend could fuck her too. He walked away and I didn't expect him to return but thirty minutes later he was back and he had brought a friend with him.

Susan was once again just wearing her see through nightie but this time with nothing underneath and by the way the two young guys were staring goggled eyes at her and even more when my wife removed the nightie completely.

I had never even imagined she'd be happy having two men giving her pleasure, this was her idea to try and make it happen and boy did we hit the jackpot

They struggled with their ties but once they had removed them the rest of their clothes were off double quick. Sue got on to the bed waiting with eagerness for them to join her.

That's the story son, I watched as they fucked your mum, they even spit roasted her. That's all I'm going to say."

"Wow I never new mum had it in her to do that."

"She was a virgin when we met and I suppose the threesome we had sort of opened a pandora's box."

"So how come she left you for Martin if you allowed her to have sex with anyone she liked and now it'll be just him."

"Trust me son I know Martin well, he'll share her about."

"Dad that sounded not so nice you saying that you make her sound like a whore except she'd be for free."

"She loves it, maybe she's a nymphomaniac, I really don't have a clue." I said while spreading my hands in front of me in frustration of not knowing why.

"You said you enjoyed watching her, so why does it bother you so much?"

"It's more of an up and down thing, I enjoy watching her rolling about with another man because my penis gets really hard, but then we have the down which is the problem as once I have come my whole perspective changes and I just want them to finish up and get out, I lose interest and feel a little ashamed."

"Just hearing that story has made me horny, so how about giving me a hand job." My son said.

"Have you lost the use of your hands; you can do it yourself." I told him.

"It would just be very nice to have someone else's hand tugging on my cock, so, will you?" he asked once more.

"The answer is the same as before, it would be wrong and I have no intention of doing it." I told him sharply.

My son got up and went to his bedroom, probably to have a wank while imagining his mother being fucked. The booze had taken it's affect on me so I retired to my bedroom, got undressed and fell asleep almost instantly.

I woke up the next morning while still not fully awake and felt my wife cuddling up to me. As my head cleared and I became fully awake I realised it couldn't be her. I scrambled out of bed and started shouting at my son.

"What the hell do you think your doing?" I demanded.

"I must have been sleep walking you know I'm a somnambulist." He spluttered out.

"Since when?" I asked him.

"Since last night," he answered with a silly smile on his face.

"You have got to stop this nonsense, I will never agree to what you keep asking, you're my son, so just stop all of this shit."

As he got out of my bed I couldn't help but glance at his hard cock, he was uncut the same as me but his was also bigger than mine.

"You sure you don't want a bit of this as he took hold of his cock and waved it about, because you are having a good look."

"Fuck off and go back to your room and leave me alone." I said vehemently.

He sauntered off leaving me alone with my thoughts and there were many of them. I sat on the bed just wishing he would stop this nonsense and find himself a girlfriend.

I showered, dressed and set off for work and on the way I almost crashed into another car as I had difficulty concentrating with all that was going on with my son. Once at work I was still having difficulty as my mind kept going through what I had seen this morning. The thought of seeing my son's cock was like a recurring nightmare and once or twice I wondered what it would be like to suck it. I had to keep telling myself how wrong that would be even though I could feel my cock twitching at the thought.

Just as I arrived home that evening I bumped into my son as he was leaving, all he said was "see you later dad I'm off out to meet a few friends."

I didn't feel like cooking so I ordered a pizza to be delivered and even that caused me problems, I only wanted one pizza but the offer was buy one get one free, so I took up the offer even though I didn't know what to do with the second pizza.

Once I had eaten and drank a couple of beers I felt more relaxed knowing I had the house to myself. I took the empty pizza box and threw it into the rubbish bin, as I did so I fleetingly noticed an item that should not have been in the bin. I removed the pizza box so I could get a better look and I was surprised to see that it was a memory stick. Removing it from the bin I took it to my computer and plugged it in, it took a while to load up and I was shocked to find that it was loaded up with porn, not just any porn but gay incest porn.

I couldn't stop myself from watching as the short video clips moved from one to another, what scared me mostly was that it was making me horny yet I couldn't stop watching. Knowing that I was home alone I removed my trousers and underpants so I could play with myself and it wasn't long before the porn got me to come. With the pleasure of an orgasm, I rested back on the sofa and closed my eyes so I could wallow in the after glow and accidently fell asleep.

I never heard the front door being opened as my son returned from his evening out, I must have looked a sight as he passed by me seeing me spark out with half my clothes missing.