1. Deflowering my Son


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Gay, Incest, Young, Author: Muffin button, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    closed the door behind me. My wife had already left for work, and wouldn’t be back for hours. I was going to indulge my fantasies, just this once. The boy was asleep, so he wouldn’t remember if I fondled his prepubescent shaft for a minute or two. Just to get it out of my system so the thoughts would go away. That was what I was hoping for, at least. After a minute of stroking his little cock, he started to stir. He settled down, his eyes still closed, and I waited an agonizing thirty seconds. He appeared to still be asleep, so I took his dick in my mouth. I felt disgusted by myself. Had I been a lawyer, I’d be busy sending people to jail for what I was doing, but I just couldn’t stop myself. I was enjoying this too much, this forbidden act I was perpetuating on my son. I reached for my own dick and found it was hard. I started slowly stroking myself, enjoying every second of this constant self-loathing. I wanted more of him. I wanted his seed in my mouth. I kept sucking for almost fifteen minutes until he squirted. His young love juice didn’t have any taste or texture to it, and as I savored the flavor I was never meant to taste, the boy woke up. I swallowed more out of surprise than anything else. My son had no doubt noticed I had his dick in my mouth and my own in my hand. I thought he’d be furious. Instead he smiled and asked me how I liked it. I just stared at him in disbelief for a moment, not sure at all what I was supposed to say. Obviously I had enjoyed it, but I ...
    didn’t know how to tell him that. I reminded him breakfast would be ready in a few minutes and ran out of the room. I was completely embarrassed by myself. I immediately went downstairs and started making breakfast. The whole time I was cooking breakfast, I was hoping he wouldn’t mention his wakeup call and forget about it. I quickly made scrambled eggs and some toast. Then I went to the bathroom to splash cold water on my face. It was bad enough I had found out my eight year old son was jerking off to gay porn, but now I had given him his first blowjob. At least I was hoping it was his first. I wasn’t so sure what to think about him anymore, or anyone else his age for that matter. I filled the sink with cold water and plunged my whole face in as long as I was able to hold my breath. I then dried by face off and went back to the kitchen for breakfast. What I saw was another shock. There was my son, sitting at the table completely naked, eating his eggs with one hand and rubbing his tiny dick with the other. My jaw returned to its place on the floor. He was deliberately making eating breakfast as sensual as possible. Children were supposed to be innocent, with no idea about anything regarding sexuality, but instead this kid, my own son, watched gay porn and was rubbing his cock while his father looked. Everything I knew about young boys was a lie. He swallowed the piece of egg in his mouth and then licked his lip. “Do you like what you see, daddy?” he asked. His voice hadn’t ...
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