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Subject: Daddy is Home Part One The story herein is a complete work of fiction. All the characters herein are both fictitious and consenting. No literary character was harmed within the composition of this story. If you cannot separate reality from fantasy, or if such material is illegal within your area, I recommend that you leave this website immediately. Daddy is Home Part One 2021 By anonymous An honest story of an erotic intimacy between a father and his little boy. I was so horny. I basically flew to my vehicle after work within an anticipation of being home. I stepped purposefully to my vehicle, and I sped the five miles home; running every red light in the process. If a police officer had stopped me, and I had explained to him why the hurry, I am certain that he would understand perfectly. What man would not understand? My name is Bob, and if you were to ask me, I would tell you that I know that I am a good-looking fellow. I am the wet dream of many, I know. I am about five foot eight inches tall, and I am covered in fur all over my body. I never was one for gyms; I am just naturally rather healthy despite my office employ. I am not that muscular, but I am by no means obese. I am rather thin actually; I only weigh about one hundred and twenty pounds. I have grown a full beard, and I kind-of have a Tom Selleck look about me. The ladies, and many of the men, chase after me, as my previous wife had, but my heart belongs to my little boy. I actually only got with the dumb bitch to have a kid, and I remember praying to every god that I could think of that it would be a boy; I had always dreamed of my own boy. I wanted a son since I was a seventeen, and I finally got one. I finally arrived at my duplex, and I pulled into the garage quickly. I left my brief case and jacket in the vehicle, and just immediately headed inside the house. My hard dick was throbbing so hard that it hurt. I wanted to release my hard dick from my slacks during the brief ride home, but I knew that I would blow my wad too soon; and I wanted to save that first after-work nut for my little boy. I just adored watching his little cheeks puff-out when I filled his little mouth with my cum. I loved watching those drops of cum dribble from the corners of his little mouth while he tired to eat my load; such a wonderful sight. I came in from the garage into the kitchen, and I headed immediately into the living room where I could hear cartoons on the television. The boy I hired to watch my little Bobby was reading his homework on the sofa, and my boy was laying upon the carpet watching some silly animation. Every time I saw my little boy my breath would catch in my lungs, and my heart, and my dick, felt full. My little son was laying upon the center of the carpet within the living room wearing only is tight, little SpongeBob underwear. Oh my fucking god, my son was just so goddamn sexy. I greeted Timothy when I entered the living room warmly. Timothy had obviously heard me in the kitchen, and he was already collecting his belongings preparing to depart; I really knew not where Timothy went when he left, and I really did not fucking care. I just wanted him to leave, so I could be with my kid. Bobby immediately raised himself from the floor when he heard me and flew across the room to be near me; he literally jumped into my open arms. I grabbed ahold of his tiny butt cheeks while I supported him against my chest. I just loved the feel of his little ass in my huge manly hands. My size dwarfed that of my little boy, and actually that is part of what made my time with Bobby so unbelievably hot; that and tiny puckered asshole that I just loved to play with. I gave Timothy a twenty-dollar bill, and he quickly left without much comment. I told him a sincere thank you and told him to enjoy the forthcoming weekend. My boy and I were going to have the entire weekend together; literally fifty plus hours of nonstop boyfun. I was beyond excited. My boy and I had only been playing together for the couple weeks, and my lust for my boy was just insatiable. Little Bobby looked into my eyes and said, “I am so glad you home dad. We play now?” I responded, “Oh, yes son; we play now,” and I leaned istanbul travesti my head forward towards his little noggin and began to French kiss him deeply and passionately. There is just no rush greater than kissing your own little boy I thought. My boy was just so sexy and adorable; I really made a good-looking kid. He was just under four foot tall and he weighed about forty pounds; the perfect weight to move around in bed. I sometimes needed to reposition him during our sex, and he really was quite easy to move about under me. Bobby was a fantastic, eager lover, and his asshole was just so perfect. He was completely hairless head-to-toe, and his little penis was about two inches long when fully aroused. He obviously could not cum yet, but this did not stop me from sucking on his tiny willy and asshole for hours and hours. Bobby never seemed to tire of my sexual play, and when he orgasmed, his entire small frame would twitch and shake. I did not always please him though; Bobby was there for my sexual pleasure, and I would cover him in sperm when we were alone continually. I do not really know why, but my dick oozed semen when I thought about being with my own kid. I only recently admitted this to myself, but I basically had had my own son to play with sexually. I had known that I was a pervert when I was very young, and I had indeed happily changed a few diapers in my time. I also knew that I was a very masculine queer, but this is not what made me so fucking hot for my boy. I loved that he was so tiny and male, but what really got my rocks off was knowing that he was my own kid; nothing was hotter. I had only had custody of my boy for a few weeks now, and I had gladly been teaching him the ways of hardcore faggot sex since day one. I honestly wished I had had him since he was born; I would have had so much fun with him. I was only twenty-four, and in the prime of my sexual life. I had a good job, and a nice home; and my own little boy to enact all my nasty sexual desires with. I thought within that moment just how lucky I was. I knew that millions of men all over the planet were envious of me. While continuing to hold my tiny son by his butt cheeks, I walked us into the bathroom. I sat him down upon his feet near the commode, and I tore off my clothing in a flash. I was naked before my own little son with a raging six-inch erection, and the tip of my dick was dripping semen. My penis may not be that large, but my penis size was perfect for little boy ass blasting; my man dick just fit perfect into the tiny mouth and butthole of my little boy. I reached for my son and pulled him into the shower stall with me. I aimed my aching erection towards the chest of my little boy and just started pissing all over him. I just loved to piss all over my boy, and he enjoyed it too obviously for he was giggling and waving his arms about like any kid having a good time would. I stopped my steam and said, “Open your mouth, little buddy.” Then, I proceeded to piss into his tiny open mouth. I was crazy with lust at this point, but I was going to save my first nut for his little butthole. Soon my powerful adult piss stream subsided, and I told my son, “Okay buddy. My turn dude.” I knelt down before my son in the shower, and I held his tiny two-inch willy with my index finger and thumb; he was just so small for his young age. Everything about his body was so small and delicate, and this was so fucking hot to me. I basically commanded my son, “Okay piss on daddy now little buddy.” He concentrated for a few moments, and then his little urine stream began. I aimed his little penis at my chest, and the boy sprayed his own father with his hot urine; so fucking hot. My chest hair was immediately soaked with his piss, and I loved every moment. I leaned myself forward and took his little pissing willy into my mouth. My mouth began to fill with his urine, and I felt myself near a cum. I would not be able to even touch my penis during this wonderful father-son bonding ritual, or I would blast a wad I was so hot and sensitive. Too soon his trickle stopped, and I really wanted more. My fantasy since I was teenager was to be surrounded by little boys with everyone kadıköy travesti one of them pissing onto my naked adult body. I told my son after he finished pissing, “Oh, buddy. Your piss tastes so good. You are just the best little playmate a dad could have.” My son giggled and said, “I love you daddy.” I did not return the sentiment, but instead took him by his shoulders and turned him around with his little butt right in my face. I pressed my hand against his tiny back, and I leaned him forward; exposing his tiny little puckered sphincter in the process. I used my hands to pull his butt cheeks apart, and I exposed as much of his butthole as I possibly could. I sniffed deeply and enjoyed the wonderful scent of little boy butthole; just wonderful. I leaned my head towards his tiny hole with my tongue extended and began to French kiss the tiny asshole of my own boy. He had not showered, and I could taste the sweat on his hole, and maybe a little shit too. He was not the best wiper yet. I did not care whatsoever; I thought this beyond hot. I munched upon his hole a few minutes while Bobby squirmed in delight. There was just nothing more special than a happy boy. I thoroughly licked my own index finger getting my digit sloppy wet, and then I am aimed the finger at his tiny hole. Without any warning, I proceeded to insert the entire length of my index finger into his bowels and began to wiggle my finger about. Bobby flinched at the intrusion, but I really did not care. He was just too young to understand that I need to stretch-out his sphincter in preparation for my hard adult dick. So, why even bother attempting to explain? I just did what any good dad would do to his own little boy; I continued molesting him gleefully. I was in pedo heaven. I never used any toys or lube with my son; preferring my own fingers and saliva. I had only been teaching him for a few weeks, and my boy was learning really fast. I was proud of the kid; he took my attentions like an absolute champ. I was going to buttfuck my own little son all weekend, and I was the happiest man alive. I continued fingering his little asshole for quite a while. I needed his asshole open as much as possible to accommodate my hard adult dick. I did not want him to cry when I entered him, but honestly if he did indeed cry when I fucked him that would be so goddamn hot. I did not want to hurt my own boy, and I would certainly not want to damage my own fucktoy; but the thought of just holding his wailing frame down while I raped him was an appealing idea. I would never do this though. The last thing I needed was to take an unconscious kid to the ER with his asshole bleeding. When his tiny asshole was wide open, I began to lower his small body down upon dick. I lined-up my dick with his butthole and pressed my glans against his tiny sphincter. I was going to push into him most definitely, but I really wanted to savor the moment. This was only the second time that I had bred my own son, and I wanted to remember the moment forever. I really was a very happy fellow when I was with my boy. I took hold of my aching and oozing dick with one hand; getting a very good aim at my target. Then, I used my other hand to grab hold of his tiny torso and began to push my dick into his tiny hole. When my glans first passed through his sphincter, I just felt wonderful. I knew from the previous weekend that Bobby could only take about two inches my adult dick up his butt, but that was more than enough to gratify me. Bobby began to whimper a little, but I shushed him immediately. I casually informed my son while I began to sodomize him, “You are making daddy feel really fucking awesome buddy. Come on, you can take it buddy.” With an obvious need to please his daddy, he pressed his weight down onto my dick. He was so fucking tight that it almost hurt, but the rush was just amazing. There was just nothing better than buttfucking a little boy; my own little boy. Bobby pressed down, and I used both of my hands to grab his torso now since my dick was firmly in place. Bobby grimaced and whimpered, and I was able to cram about two inches of my erection up his butthole. I told Bobby, “Just chill a few buddy. bakırköy travesti Daddy is feeling really really good right now. You are the best piece of ass in the county dude.” Bobby held his place for a few minutes, and I just enjoyed the exquisite sensations flowing through my groin. My hard pedo dick was up inside the butthole of my own little boy; wonderful. I know I keep sharing this, but I really am the luckiest man alive; to have my own little boy fucktoy for my very own. I commanded my son, “Squeeze your butt like you are pooping buddy.” Bobby began to squeeze his sphincter as I had ordered him, and the feeling on my dick was just unbelievable. I thought I would last longer, but my dick erupted into the bowels of my little boy. My entire body was shaking while I unloaded my cum into my boy. I grabbed him by his small shoulders and pressed him down harder upon my dick; about another inch went inside in the process. Bobby and I both yelled aloud; he because I went too deep, and me because I was having one of the absolute best orgasms of my brief life; and since he was my own boy, I could breed him whenever the fuck I wanted to. I was in my own absolute depraved pedo paradise, and I thanked god that I finally was; I had dreamt of my boy for years now. When my headrush, and my orgasm, began to subside, I pulled the entire small body of my boy against my furry chest. I was wet with his piss, and my own sweat. I began to nibble upon his tiny neck, and I noticed a single, small tear falling from his eye. I thought this hot, and hilarious, but I wanted to reassure my boy. I told Bobby, “Every dude goes through this man. It always hurts a little the first few times, but don’t worry dude; you will get used to this soon enough. Besides, you are a big boy now, and daddy just fucking loves you kiddo.” Bobby smiled brightly and said, “Okay daddy. I loves you too.” I pulled my soft adult dick from the tiny asshole of my boy with a slurping sound; I actually laughed when I heard the sound. My flaccid dick was covered in some boy poop, but that was just part of the fun. I proceeded to then lift my son up under his shoulders and set his cum-leaking bum onto my hungry open mouth. I held him there with his butt resting on my chin and began to lick my own sperm and semen from his wide-open asshole. I savored the taste, and I knew at that moment that I was probably and willingly going to hell; I did not care whatsoever. I briefly removed my furry face from his slimy hole and told him, “Okay dude, push out my cum; push like you are taking a big poop.” Bobby made a grunting sound, and then suddenly a huge gush of my own cum sprayed into my hungry mouth. More and more cum kept flowing from his rectum. I obviously had shot a huge load into my boy, and who the fuck would not? My little boy was beyond sexy. I sucked and slurped and kissed his used hole for a few moments to make sure I had eaten all of my load from the asshole. When I was done being perverted with his hole, I sat him down and turned him to face me. His entire little body was red and flush from the fucking, and he was just adorable. I had to pee again after my nut. So, I hosed him down again before we took a shower together. We did get clean, but most of the time I was either French kissing him; or wiggling my index finger into his tiny little butthole. After our shower, I made my boy some dinner, and we sat down upon the sofa in the living room together naked. I sat Bobby upon my hairy legs, and my throbbing erection stood-up proud from between his small legs. My hard dick was already leaking semen again, and I knew that in a few minutes I would sodomize my boy upon the my living room floor. I was in absolute heaven, and the weekend had just begun. . . . Well, you Nifty dudes, that was my first story for this website, and I was hard the entire time that I wrote the story. I sincerely hope that you enjoyed my perverted tale of father / son incest, and I will soon write the second chapter. I invite anyone with a similar interest to message me upon the WICKR app; my name is DARKNEPIFAG there. I am certain that we can find much to discuss, and I look forward to hearing from you soon. I would like to thank Nifty for hosting these forums. I have personally busted many a nut reading these delightful tales of mischief, and I am glad to know that there are indeed men like me out there. I ask that everyone please donate what they can to this web host.