Subject: Hatchet’s Father (Gay/Incest, oral, anal, b/M) Incest, oral, anal, b/M This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between a consenting underage boy and adult male. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2021 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at ail if you like. All flames will be ignored. Hatchet’s Father By Wolf I was 7-years-old when my parents separated. Mom got the house in San Diego and my father got the bills. He had moved to an old cheap apartment in West Los Angeles. Dad was given custody of me every other weekend. It seemed logical to me that his financial situation forced him to have to share the rent with a friend. When I came for my weekends with him his friend would let me use his bedroom and he would sleep with my father. I was so naive that I didn’t understand the implications of their relationship. I realize that where he lived was a homosexual community. When the three of us went to dinner in the community it was common to see men wearing tank tops and shorts walking the streets holding hands. I was oblivious to what was going on. I was a chubby boy back then. My only friend was another chubby boy my age that lived close to my mother’s home. We were about 10-years-old when we got interested in sex. We found a web site that posted pictures of lesbian sex. That inspired us to check out şişli travesti each other’s genitalia. We learned how to masturbate each other. We enjoyed playing with each other for a couple of years. My friend and I had discovered gay websites and learning about homosexual sex. I was also becoming suspicious of my father’s relationship with his roommate. The first weekend after my twelfth birthday when Dad picked me up, he told me that his roommate was out of town visiting relative, so we had the place to ourselves. We were in a jovial mood. We went to Mexican restaurant for dinner and went to the Cinerama Doom in Hollywood to see a new release movie. At the conclusion of the movie, we returned to his apartment. When it became bedtime, Dad suggested: “Why don’t you sleep with me tonight son?” Dad was 43-years-old at the time. He about five-feet eight or nine-inches-tall, about 145 pounds, had brown hair and mustache and hazel eyes. He was an average looking man. I would probably look like him when I was his age. Everyone assured me that I would lose the baby fat when I matured. It was a warm night because of a hot wind coming off the desert to the east. There was no need to have blankets on the bed. Dad pulled back the top sheet before we undressed. I felt a little uncomfortable undressing in front of my father. When we were down to our underwear, he was wearing boxer style underwear and I was wearing jockey style underwear. I did catch a glimpse of some if his brown pubic hairs showing through the gap in the fly of his shorts before he got in bed beylikdüzü travesti and held the sheet up as an invitation to join him. It was comforting to be lying next to his warm body and strangely disturbing. Dad asked: “How often are you jerking off?” I must have sputtered because almost anything I said would be an admission that I was masturbating. “Don’t worry about it everyone jerks off. I probable jerk off at least once a day. When I was your age, I was jerking off six or seven of my buddies a lot. Do you have a buddy you’re playing with?” I must have been blushing when I mumbled: “Yah.” Dad placed his hand on my belly and slid his hand under the elastic of my tidy-whites and took hold of my little dick with two fingers and his thumb and started masturbating me. He used his other hand to take hold of my hand and placed it on the front of his shorts. His cock was poking through the fly along with some pubic hairs. I took hold of his cock and marvel at the feel of his cock. It was about five inches long and about six inched around, and the loose skin slid up and down over the head. I don’t know how long we masturbated each other before Dad squirted several gobs of white cum into the air only to land on his belly and some dribbled over the head and onto my fingers. Dad picked up his pace to make me cum. There was something that was just wrong about my father jacking me off that was making it hard for me to cum. I eventually felt the release and I squirted three or four shots of cum that landed on my chest and Dad rubbed the cum into my skin. istanbul travesti Dad rolled me over and spooned me as he went to sleep with his cock poking my butt. I on the other hand had a hard time falling asleep. I was thinking about how nasty and forbidden what we had done. At the same time, I was enthralled with the idea. I couldn’t resist smelling his dried cum on my fingers. We bathed together the next morning. It was an unspoken secret between us. We only had a few opportunities to indulge in mutual masturbation that year. I was 13-years-old when I was staying with them. They had been drinking and gotten stinking drunk. When we turned in, I lay there listening to the night sounds of cars passing on the street and the creaks of the wooden building cooling off and the sound of them talking in the next room. When I heard them snoring, I got bold and slipped out of bed and entered their room. They were sound asleep and the sheet and covers were pushed to the foot of the bed. They were both naked. It was obvious that they were lovers. I knelt by my father’s side of the bed and gently lifted his limp cock and I took it into my mouth. I gently started sucking his cock. As his cock got harder, I became more aggressive with my sucking and bobbing my head up and down on the shaft of his cock. Dad woke up and realized that it was me sucking on his cock. He placed his hands on the back of my head and fucked my mouth until he squirted his load into my mouth. I swallowed his cum and knew that I would always desire the taste of cum. Dad’s boyfriend slept through me sucking Daddy off. It was only a matter of time before I got to taste the cum of my father’s boyfriend. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to ail

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