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I looked at my son, Travis, sitting across from me at the kitchen table. His face still had an innocent look even though I knew he was no innocent - especially after what I had seen tonight. And remembering what I had seen tonight filled me with hot desire for the smooth toned body and angelic face of my son. My cock hardened with lust. My nostrils flared as I breathed in Travis' sex odor as well as my own. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of my face as I watched Travis take a swig of beer. His lips forming a perfect O around the bottle neck. Travis then placed the ice-cold bottle against his nipples, making them become more erect. His shirt had been off for some time now. Whether due to the summer heat or the sexual heat, I didn't know or care.
If you had told me that I would be have such animal lust for my boy two years ago, I would have busted your head open. That's because two years ago, I didn't know Big Daddy. He was a big man, over 6'7", and stocky too. A real brick wall type build, but with a slight pot belly. His hair was black and pulled back into a pony tail and he had a big, bushy, curly beard. He looked like a biker and he was a biker. I had just moved in next door after my divorce. I didn't think we would have anything in common and was a little intimidated, but I did the neighborly thing and went over to introduce myself. Big Daddy had one of those personalities that just made you want to be friends with him.
Over the next couple of months, I would be watching out for Big Daddy, make excuses for going over there, hang out, help him with his yard, work on his bike, share some beer. "Just being neighborly," I would tell myself. Now I know it was because I was attracted to him. I noticed that he would often have a bunch of his biker buddies over. I started dressing like Big Daddy. Then Big Daddy put the moves on me. He started off making comments, which became more and more sexual. We played like this for about a month. Then one day, I said how his biker buddies hadn't been around for a week. Big Daddy said how they had gone on a run, leaving him hard and horny. Then Big Daddy asked if I wanted to be his bitch. Oh I made a big fuss about saying, "No!" but it also struck me that I was hard and I seem to always be hard around Big Daddy. Big Daddy just glanced down at my crotch and said, "You are hot for it!" Before I could protest or run away, he grabbed me into his arms and kissed me long and hard./p>
Right there in his backyard, Big Daddy pushed me to my knees. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his Hog. It was fat and greasy. I could smell the cheese under his foreskin. He slapped it against my cheek a couple of times. I was a little worried about being out in the open like this, but then Big Daddy grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. I instinctively let my jaw open and let Big Daddy stuff his cock in. I loved it. I didn't care who saw me know. I wanted everyone to see me sucking on that monster cock. My hands grabbed hold of Big Daddy's ass and I pulled him closer, swallowing more even as I gagged. Big Daddy laughed and said, "You sure are hungry!" There was a timelessness while I sucked that cock for the first time and yet at the same time Big Daddy pulled it out of my mouth all too soon. I knelt there panting and gasping and trying to get that wonderful cock back in my mouth. Big Daddy just laughed, then pulled me up and kissed me again. He led me inside and up to his room. He stripped me and shoved a finger right up my hole. It hurt a little, but I just moaned and hugged Big Daddy./p>
That night Big Daddy made me his willing boy. He had me suck on his cock and balls, chew on his nipples, and lick his ass. He made me bend over the dresser and spread my ass cheeks. And he made me beg - beg for more and more and more. I licked and sucked and chewed. I dripped a gallon of pre-cum and came again and again. The best was when Big Daddy fucked me. After that night, I was Big Daddy's even if I didn't know it. I managed to stay away from Big Daddy for a week, but then I went over his house. Big Daddy smiled a big shit eating grin when he saw me at the door. "I knew you'd be back, boy!" I made some noise about wanting to talk about what happened between us, but Big Daddy's smile just grew bigger and he pulled out his cock. I was on my knees in less time that it took to say this. After that I came by every night to please Big Daddy and to please myself./p>
I came into Big Daddy's circle of biker buddies. They were a great bunch of guys. I was a little nervous about them figuring out what I was doing with Big Daddy. Big Daddy told me that he had fucked each of the guys. I couldn't believe it, until I saw how the guys would pair up and the wild and free sexual playing everyone took part in. At first, I just stuck by Big Daddy. Gradually, I became friends with all the guys and Big Daddy encouraged me to experiment with his friends.
You are probably wondering what all this has to do with me and my son, sitting in my kitchen, barely containing ourselves. In my relationship with Big Daddy and playing with his - my new friends, I was always the bottom. It was good, but I wanted more. I wanted to be a full-fledged biker. To do that I had to show all the guys that I could be a top-man. One of the guys, BJ, said he knew a hot number for me to prove myself on. Big Daddy asked if it was the kid from last Saturday. When BJ said it was, Big Daddy turned to me and said, "He's a great fuck. Nice and tight." A couple of the other guys agreed and also claimed this kid really knew how to suck a cock. I was like, "Bring him on!"/p>
And so, it was planned that tonight would be my initiation as a biker. The guys would get this hot to trot kid and warm him up for me. Then right there in front of everybody, I was to show what type of cocksman I was. Big Daddy had taken me out to buy my own bike. When we got back to Big Daddy's, I could hear the guys had started in already. My cock was hard and leaking as I walked into the living room. All the guys were in a circle, their pants pulled down to their knees. I could see in the middle was someone sucking on one guy while getting fucked up the ass. The guys parted a bit. I watched as this smooth ass was taking a pounding from BJ's cock. I unzipped my pants and dropped them to my ankles. I couldn't remember my cock ever being this hard. I walked up to BJ and pulled him off the kid. "This is my ass!" I shouted as I plunged into the hottest tightest hole I ever fucked. The Kid's head came up off the cock he had been sucking and he cried out. That's when I saw it was my own son, Travis. I froze, but only for a second because that is when Travis' ass began to milk my cock. The guys started cheering me on and Big Daddy put a cigar in my mouth. And so I gave into the feelings and began to fuck my son./p>
Big Daddy later said that was the best fuck he ever saw. I fucked the cum right out of my boy's dick, to the delight of everyone there. His ass spasms as he shot gave me my nut and I blasted deep in him. I pulled out of Travis' ass, stood him up and spun him to face me. The shit-eating grin on his face dropped when he saw me. Before he could react, I did to him just what Big Daddy had done to me, I grabbed him tight in my arms and kissed him. I could see by his face he still had questions, but he held off as I pushed him down, stuck my cum covered cock into his mouth, and said, "Suck it clean!" The party kicked off in full gear after that. After a bit, I grabbed Travis and headed over to my place./p>
So here we were. I don't know what I liked better, knowing I was a real biker now or that my son was such a hot number. I got up and walked over to Travis. I pulled him up and kissed him hard and deep. I broke our kiss after a couple of minutes. "What do you have to say, Son?" Travis reached down, grabbed my hard cock, and said, "I love you, Dad!"
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