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My dad and me have fun (Gay Incest)
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One morning I was alone in the property with my dad. I was 18 and he was 47 He was pretty big, was in the marines before so he had alot of muscle, and he was a superb father.
One day I felt like he went to the office for his daily workout.
So then thinking he was gone, I turned on pornhub, went to gay videos and started rubbing myself off.
I didn't recognize it but he got out and was heading downstairs to get a drink of rain. He then saw me and said, "son what are you doing"
I quickly changed it to the Assassin's creed wiki that I was browsing through before I started t watch at porn.
I told him that I was looking at the wiki, he said that he saw me looking at male lover porn. I don't like lying so I said yes, he then told me to connect him in the office. After a minute he came upstairs to chat to me.
I was expecting to be berated but instead he asked me if I like that stuff. I told him yes so then to my surprise, turned his browser to a gay porn site. I started to get hard again.
He then asked like this, so I nodded. He started to rub himself and said that I don't need that anymore. He took out his 9' cock and said,
Jeremy’s story | “My brother and I were competition for my dad’s affection from his lgbtq+ lover.”
My mom and dad married in 1967. Early on, it was clear (according to my mom) that dad was more interested in his music (big piano player) than he was in actually taking care of two little boys. My twin brother and I would be in our cribs, crying (needing to be changed) and mom would come home from function, and dad would just be playing his piano. Mom divorced him when we were three. Over the years, my mom got remarried to a excellent stepdad, who has since passed away.
After the divorce, Dad moved across the street from us so my brother and I would go across the avenue to see him. It was pleasant enough. But, one time, we met dad’s “friend” (lover.) He was fun enough when we were kids. But (and this is key), we didn’t *live* with him. We didn’t move in with my dad until 1980 after my mom had moved to another house.
Once we did move in with dad and his “friend,” we had some good times,……until you ticked his friend off. THEN, wow: would he come *unglued.* Constant sniping, and constant criticism, and **never, ever stopping arguing.** Keeping you up at darkness
Wow Is That Dad?
I was grateful I had my summer construction job. It would help me acquire money toward my university fund plus I was getting a pretty excellent body at the similar time. I finished packing my lunch as my dad came down stairs. He also worked construction not far from the construction sight I worked.
"Are you ready Ed? If you want a commute you better get hopping, I have to be at the sight preliminary today." Dad asked. Dad had been working construction ever since I was born. Over the summer I had turned eighteen and dad was thirty six.
I was surprised mom had left for serve already but remembered she had an early morning meeting. Dad said I could tell her about work when I got home the same as I usually did.
"Yes dad. I'm ready." I answered and followed dad to his truck in the laneway. I got in and we were soon headed to the down town core.
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"Oh yes Edmund." Dad said as he pulled to the side of the road.
"You'll have to take the bus house remember. It's Friday and I have my Friday meetings after work."
"Okay dad. The guys want to drop in at the bar after work any way dad. I ca
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