Mail Sack: Still Horny After Fucking His Girlfriend, Jake Can’t Help Noticing His Dad’s Big Bulge…

Daddy and son take their relationship to a whole other level after a late night in the living room.

Welcome to Mail Sack, Carnal Media’s contest in which fans submitted their perviest fantasies for a possible upcoming scene. The Gay Goods will be publishing the 10 semi-finalists. Here is “Daddy-Son Bonding.”

Jake had just returned from an hour-long fuck session with his girlfriend when it happened. He came in around one a.m. but he didn’t have to sneak. His parents didn’t mind what time he came in. Plus, his mom was still at work anyway. She spent more time there than anywhere else. His dad was home but figured at 21, his son could come and go as he pleased. 

Jake walked in quietly but didn’t try to hide. At least not until he saw what waited in the living room. The TV was on but that was it. The weak light from that showed Jake’s father, Steve, lying on the couch. What Jake saw shocked him at first. What shocked him next were the feelings that overwhelmed him.

Steve lay on his back in boxer shorts. Those boxer shorts were covering only his knees. The only thing covering Steve’s rock hard cock was his quickly moving hand as he masturbated. His eyes were closed and small moans came from deep in his chest.

Jake wanted to head to his room and pretend he hadn’t seen this. But he was paralyzed. Fear or shock didn’t paralyze him. Desire did. Jake’s cock grew in his own pants until he had no choice but to put a hand down his pants to ease some of his discomfort.

As Steve’s hands pumped more rapidly on his cock, Jake’s hand mirrored the movements. In no time, father and son were coming in unison. Jake ran to his room, afraid his moans would break free and embarrass them both. Once in his room, Jake found his cock rock hard once again. For the rest of the night, Jake could not get his cock to stay flaccid, mostly because he could not get the image of his father out of his head.

Over the next few days, Jake continued to have that very problem. The attraction didn’t bother him so much on an elemental level. He could deal with being gay or bisexual, though the feelings were new. However, no other man turned Jake on, no matter how much he looked or thought about them. No, it was just his father that had this effect on him. Jake was incredibly turned on by his father.

Jake knew he had to do something about his feelings. If nothing else, he wanted to discuss the feelings with his father perhaps to see if his father ever felt the same in his life, not necessarily towards Jake but maybe his own father or some other man. Jake knew his father was sexually satisfied by Jake’s mother, Nancy. He heard them often. In recent days, Jake was jealous of his own mother. Jake wanted to be fucked by Steve. Jake wanted to take his father’s cock in his mouth and feast on its delicious hardness and juices. 

Nancy went away on business, leaving her husband and son alone in the house. Jake knew this was the opportunity he had been waiting for. He waited a few days, letting his father’s sexual frustration build, or so he hoped. Then, he joined Steve in the living room.

“I’m surprised you aren’t out tonight,” Steve commented. Jake shrugged. “It’s been a while since just the two of us had a night together. I thought this would be nice.”

Steve nodded. “Sure. Did you want to do something in particular?”

Here goes nothing, Jake thought. “I thought maybe I could sit in your lap.”

“What?”

For an answer, Jake got up from his chair, went to the couch, and sat on his father’s lap. Nestling his butt against his father’s crotch, Jake leaned his head back on Steve’s shoulder.

“Jake, what the hell . . .?”

Very determined, Jake began moving his hips so that his butt moved back and forth against his father’s crotch. Steve didn’t struggle but he didn’t encourage his son’s movements either. What he did do, however, was instinct and something he could not hide. Steve’s cock began to grow against his son’s ass and his hips began to hump back.

Smiling, Jack began rubbing his own cock through his jeans. Slowly, he slid off his father’s lap. Ignoring Steve’s protest, Jake knelt in front of him. Jake reached for Steve’s zipper, marveling at the way his father raised his hips towards his hand in order to aid him.

“Oh God,” Steve moaned, as his son freed his erection and began stroking it with his very competent hand. All Steve could do was moan some more as Jake smiled up at him. When his son enveloped his cock with his sweet, wet mouth, Steve’s head fell back in ecstasy.

Jake knew by now his father’s reluctance was gone. No matter what Steve preferred, he was responding to his son’s erotic mouth. Jake had never given a blowjob before, had never wanted to. But he went with instinct and by his father’s reaction, Jake knew he was doing it right. Steve’s hips bucked towards his son’s mouth repeatedly until Jake could tell his father was about to cum in his mouth.

Jake had other plans for his father’s load however so he moved his mouth from around his father’s cock. Jake began to kiss and lick his father’s thighs, feeling them quiver under his loving touch.

“Jake . . .” Steve moaned in protest. “Please.”

A smile spread across Jake’s face as his father begged him for relief. Jake took his father’s shirt off. He moved his mouth on a path up his father’s chest, licking and sucking his nipples until he reached high up on his knees to kiss his father. Jake had no idea how his father would react to this invasion. Steve was so far gone in his state of arousal, however that he sucked his son’s tongue into his own mouth and kissed him passionately. Jake knew he had his father now.

Jake moved his hands to his father hard cock as father and son continued to kiss. The heat that came from Steve’s cock had Jake breaking away from the incestuous lip lock to moan. He then allowed his lips to travel to his father’s ear where he whispered, “Fuck me, Daddy.” 

It was then Steve’s turn to moan.

Jake moved away from his father and helped him to lie down on the couch. Willingly, Steve lay on his back and Jake recalled this position. It was his father laying on this very couch and jacking off that got Jake turned on to him in the first place. Jake’s own cock got even harder at the memory. Steve watched his son undress and Jake saw his father lick his lips in anticipation.

Leaning towards his father’s cock again, Jake allowed his mouth to become even wetter in order to lubricate Steve’s pole. Though Jake didn’t know much about anal sex, he knew lubrication was a must. Not knowing if his saliva would do but getting too aroused to care, Jake faced his father and straddled him, lowering his hot hole onto his father’s waiting cock.

Jake lowered himself very slowly, wanting to slam himself down but knowing it would rip him apart. His father lay very still, yet Jake could feel the quivering in Steve’s body, which was no doubt burning with eagerness.

As the first inch of his father’s cock entered Jake’s anus, Steve sighed but Jake became even more excited. He lowered himself even more. It hurt like hell but it felt so good too. By the time his father’s entire shaft was inside him, Jake was sweating from the strain, aching from the pain, but moaning from the pleasure. He could feel his father’s balls underneath his ass and it drove him wild. Jake stroked his cock and moved it along his father’s chest, loving the sensations his body was feeling.

Steve was moaning like crazy at the feeling of his son’s tight, hot hole squeezing his dick. He began jerking his hips up towards his son, worried he was hurting him but needing to relieve the enormous pressure in his groin somehow.

Jake had moved passed the pain, however. He began moving along with his father and encouraging him. “Yeah, fuck me, Dad! Fuck your son hard! Yes! I love your big cock inside me, Dad . . . Fuck me, Dad, fuck your son!” Jake would lift himself almost completely off his father’s cock only to slam down again to their mutual enjoyment.

The great fuck and his son’s words had Steve cumming in no time. Jake followed soon behind, loving the feel of his father’s juices spewing deep inside of him. Both were smiling as Jake leaned down and rested his head on his father’s chest.

“This was so wrong,” Steve said, his breathing not quite even as his cock softened and fell out of his son’s ass. Despite his words, he moved his hands over his son’s back in a way that could not be mistaken as a fatherly touch. 

Jake glanced up at his father, wondering how long it would be before he could fuck him. “But . . .?” Jake prompted, knowing by his father’s touch that he wasn’t regretting anything.

Steven leaned towards his son and kissed him long and hard. “But we have to do it all again as soon as possible.”

Jake had seduced his father. He had managed to suck his father’s cock and kiss him passionately. But the best part had been sitting on his father and feeling his father’s cock deep inside his ass. Jake had never felt anything so amazing. He couldn’t wait to do it again. 

He wouldn’t say his father was avoiding him exactly. It just seemed life was getting in the way of them continuing their exploration of each other. Steve was busy at work or Jake’s college classes were taking up too much of his time. Jake’s mother Nancy seemed to be around far too much as well. 

His frustration pushed Jake to try some pretty risky things. Like one evening when the three of them were cleaning up from dinner. Nancy answered the phone and left the room to speak to her colleague on the other end. Steve stood at the sink and Jake approached him. 

Jake snaked his arm around his father and rubbed his crotch. Steve gasped but didn’t deter his son’s attention. Instead, he pushed against his son’s hand. Jake felt his father’s cock begin to harden. 

“I want you to fuck me again,” Jake said against his father’s ear and his father moaned softly. He squeezed his father’s cock but couldn’t do much more through the layers of clothing. “Will you come to my room tonight?”

Before his father could answer, Nancy came back in still talking on her phone. Jack hastily stepped away from his father but Nancy paid no attention to her husband and son. She located a folder on the opposite counter and left the room again. They heard the door to her home office close. 

Jack stayed where he was but told his father, “Come stand behind me.”

“Jake,” Steve whispered in a near whine. “We can’t. Your mother could walk back in at any time.”

“We’ll hear the door open. Now come on,” Jake insisted. “I need to feel you against my ass. It’s been too long.”

Steve’s breathing became rapid & loud as he gave into his son’s request and moved behind him at the counter. At the first contact of the father’s cock to his son’s ass, they both sighed and Steve even shuddered a bit. Jake was amazed it could feel this good even with the layers between them. 

It didn’t matter much what was between them as Jake pushed his ass out towards his father. Steve’s cock was hard as it humped against his son’s ass. Soon father and son established a rhythm and Steve wasn’t the only one breathing fast. Jake could barely catch his breath as he continued to grind his ass against his father’s rock hard cock. 

“This isn’t enough,” Steve suddenly whispered urgently. 

Jake wasn’t even sure if his father spoke to himself or to him. But he agreed. Sure this was hot, felt good, and his own cock was hard but it wasn’t nearly enough. He unzipped his pants and though it sounded deafening in the quiet kitchen, Jake didn’t stop. He let his pants and underwear fall to his ankles and then was startled by the loud grunt that escaped his father. 

Steve’s hands were suddenly all over his son’s ass. He stroked it and squeezed it while sighing in approval. He ran a finger up inside his son’s ass, causing Jake to moan himself. Realizing his son liked the attention, Steve pushed his finger further inside. Jake pushed against his father’s finger and in no time at all, Steve was finger fucking his son’s ass. 

They were both loving it but Jake needed more. “Take your cock out,” he told his father. “I need it inside me. NOW!”

Steve did as he was told. Jake thought as he waited for the invasion of his father’s cock in his ass that he liked telling his father what to do. And the thing was, Steve followed his son’s orders as if he liked it too. Jake wondered just how far he could push his father. But his thoughts were interrupted then as he felt his father’s cock make contact with his ass. 

Jake was so aroused just thinking about what that cock looked like that he said, “Shove it in! Now, Dad! Shove your cock all the way into my ass! Fuck me, Dad! I love your cock in my ass!” He was practically yelling but he didn’t even care and it didn’t seem to bother his father because he did just as his son asked. 

Steve shoved his cock all the way into his son’s ass in one powerful thrust. Jake shouted out from the mixture of pleasure and pain. Steve grunted against his son’s warm neck and slowly began sawing his cock in and out of that tight canal. 

“Harder!” Jake instructed his father. “Fuck me harder, Dad! Faster! Slam your cock in me! I love your cock in me! Yes, Dad! Fuck me!”

His cock moved rapidly as Steve bucked into his son’s ass over and over. The force of his thrusts drove Jake into the counter time and time again but since every thrust from Steve was returned by Jake, father and son never slowed their tireless fucking in the middle of the kitchen. 

“What the fuck is going on?” Nancy suddenly asked from the doorway. 

At the sight of his mother watching his father fuck him in his ass, Jake’s cock sprayed volumes of cum against the counter. 

And Steve just kept driving his cock into his son’s ass.

Jake couldn’t believe what was happening. He was standing in his kitchen while his father, Steve, fucked his ass. His mother, Nancy, had just walked in on them, demanding to know what was going on. Her presence had caused Jake to cum all over the counter in front of him. Most amazing of all was that his father didn’t stop fucking him. He didn’t pull out in shame or embarrassment. 

He just kept fucking his son. 

Since his father seemed to like to be told what to do, Jake wondered if his father wasn’t stopping simply because Jake had yet to tell him to. Between that thought, his mother still standing there, and the amazing feelings his father’s cock was still creating in his ass, Jake’s cock grew hard again. 

“Keep fucking me,” Jake told his father. 

Nancy gasped at her son’s words. “Jake! Steve! What is happening?”

“I think you can tell,” Jake answered. “Dad is fucking my ass. And it feels amazing!”

“Oh my God! Steve! How could you do this? How could you do this to your own son?” There were tears in Nancy’s voice as she tried to make sense of the situation. 

“Because he asked me to,” Steve answered. “And because nothing has ever felt this good.” He grunted and drove his cock into his son even more powerfully than before. “I’m going to cum,” he warned his son. 

“Good!” Jake pushed his ass back and humped his father as hard as he could. “Give it to me! Cum in my ass, Dad! I want to feel your juice deep inside me!”

Nancy was now sobbing but didn’t leave the kitchen. Jake wondered what made her stay there. He couldn’t help but come to the conclusion that she liked watching. Before he could give that theory any more attention, his father came. 

It seemed buckets of his father’s cum sprayed into his ass. Jake came again too as he milked his father’s cock with his ass. He wanted every last drop of his father’s cum inside him. 

Both completely spent, Steve rested against his son’s back as Jake leaned against the counter. Soon, however, Jake turned and wrapped his arms around his father. Father and son shared an open-mouth kiss full of tongues and teeth and plenty of moaning. 

“This is sick,” Nancy whispered, which reminded Jake that she was still there watching them. 

He ended the make out session with his father but kept his arms around him as he turned to his mother. “What’s sick about it?” he asked her. “We love each other.”

“But you’re our son. It’s wrong.”

“So?” 

Nancy shook her head. “So what? Are you both gay now or something?”

“I can’t speak for Dad,” Jake told her. “But I don’t really see this as a question of gay or straight. I just want my father.” Jake looked at Steve and Steve gazed right back at him. “There isn’t another man or woman I’ve ever wanted more.” Father and son shared another sexually charged kiss but Jake wasn’t finished dealing with his mother. “Do you understand?”

“No,” she answered. “Of course I don’t understand why my husband and son want to fuck. This is wrong!”

“Do you want a divorce?” Steve suddenly asked his wife. 

Nancy’s mouth opened and closed but no words came out. Finally she asked, “So this isn’t a one-time thing? You two plan to continue . . .” She just couldn’t say it again. 

“This isn’t the first time,” Jake admitted. 

“And it won’t be the last.” Steve’s palm settled on his son’s ass which was still bare. He began stroking Jake’s ass as if he just couldn’t stop himself from touching it. 

His father’s words and his touch were getting Jake and his cock hard again. He didn’t even care that his mother stood there glaring at them. 

“I don’t know what to say,” Nancy said, obviously bothered by the way her husband kneaded their son’s ass. Jake decided it was time to take charge. “That’s fine,” he told his mother. “But there will have to be some changes. You’ll move into my room and I’ll move into your room with Dad. He and I will share a bed every night.” He hesitated a bit. “That is, if it’s OK with Dad.”

Steve met his son’s questioning look. “That sounds perfect to me.”

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