JailBreak Ch. 01

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My dad had sent me letters from prison from the time I was a young boy. He constantly told me about how he cared about me and my younger siblings, how he wanted to be a part of our lives when he had paid his debts to society, and how much he was looking forward to seeing us. Now, at the age of 20, my dad was being released from prison for the first time in 13 years. Of the three of us, I was the only kid to actively decide to see him. And I had an ulterior motive.

"You...you what?"

"I want you to fuck me." I said, looking directly into his eyes. "I want you to bend your little boy over and fuck me."

He stared at me, mouth agape. We were sitting in my living room, totally alone. I hadn't had any classes on today, so I had told him to come over.

"Son, I just don't get it. Why? Why on earth would you want that?"

"That's my business. But you need a place to stay, and you want to be a part of my life right?"

He didn't say anything. His eyes never left mine though, and I thought I had caught his weakness. Slowly, seductively, I crawled across the couch toward him. Instinctively, he moved away from me, eventually stopping at the end of the couch in order to keep from falling off. He put his arms up to ward me off but I clambered right into his lap anyway. I did a slow, deliberate grind on top of his crotch.

"Come on, Daddy. Fuck your pretty baby boy." I found myself whispering to him, so intimately close. I leaned in and licked his neck lightly, and he pushed me off, gentle but insistent, using the muscles he had gained from years of hard labor.

After he pushed me off he stood up, and started pacing the living room floor. He looked at me with panicked eyes.

"Jesus! What is wrong with you? There's no way I could fuck you! You're my son! And I want to be a part of your life, but not like this!"

Huffing from my position on the couch, I considered my options. How could I get him to go along with this?

"How about just kissing? If you give me five minutes, I won't ask you for anything else. You can move in and we can have quality father son bonding, with no weird stuff."

He looked at me suspiciously. My heart was beating strongly in my chest. If this worked correctly, I would get everything I wanted. I just needed that little window of opportunity.

He sighed, "Alright. I can't see why you want this at all, but if this is what it takes, I will do it. How should we do this? Here on the couch?"

I hopped up quickly, the grin on my face so wide that I'm sure I shook my dad's confidence in his decision.

"Nah. Here, you sit in my computer chair. I'll be right back."

I ran into my bedroom, grabbing my chair and wheeling it into the living room. I also grabbed a belt from my dresser, draping it over the chair. My dad saw the belt and looked at it confusedly.

"What's that?"

"Oh! Sorry, I just forgot to put it away." I dropped the leather belt next to the chair, and tapped the seat. "After you."

My dad reluctantly took his place in the chair, looking uncomfortable. His look changed to panic when I once again made to get into his lap.

"Calm down, this is just for comfort."

I put my hands on his broad shoulders and firmly placed myself in his lap. I wrapped my hands around his neck. Meanwhile, his hands remained firmly on the arms of the chair, refusing to touch me anywhere. I leaned in and gently touched my lips to his, breath ragged almost immediately. His lips were pursed, not moving. I pulled away and gave him a disappointed look.

"It doesn't count if you don't try at all."

"I guess I just don't see why you want this! Like, I am your dad! I don't want to kiss my son."

"If you don't try at all, you can forget anything. You have spent most of my life in prison. You can do this one thing for me."

He looked deeply unhappy, but his face became more determined. He really was a good dad. Too bad I wanted a Daddy.

"Kiss my neck." I said, arching the column of my throat near his face. After a second, I felt his lips pressing into my skin, and I moaned to encourage him. After a little while he pressed more firmly, gently sucking at my instruction. While he was working, I leaned slightly over and grabbed the discarded belt. His hands were in the perfect position, still locked onto the arm of the chair. I quickly circled his wrist, fastening his arm securely in a matter of seconds. He gasped against my neck.

"Trey, what the fuck!?"

Before he could react any faster, I pulled the second belt off my waist and secured his other arm. He jerked against his restraints roughly, but couldn't move them.

I giggled and looked him in the eye. His eyes showed nothing but confusion and a little fear. I leaned in close.

"Now Dad. You're. Going. To fuck. Me."

"Trey... you can't. Please."

I dragged my hands down his chest, slowly grinding my ass into his crotch.

"Don't worry." I breathed.

I stepped off his lap, his eyes following me as I moved a few feet away. I stood in the middle of the living room floor and slowly started stripping. My shirt and jeans flopped to the floor while my dad looked on anxiously. Underneath, I was wearing extremely tight briefs, accentuating my large, round ass.

Reclaiming my seat, I leaned back so as to give my dad a great view of my body. My ass rubbed roughly against his crotch, and I thought I may have felt a twitch. I leaned up and said, "Should we get you undressed too?"

My dad immediately started in, "No, Trey. No no no.."

I shut him up by thrusting my tongue in his mouth, wetly licking around and dragging it along his. As I pulled away, his breath came rushing out shallowly.

"This is gonna be great. Don't worry."

I climbed off of him. Because he was tied down, I wouldn't be getting his shirt off. I was just glad that he had already taken his shoes off earlier. I flicked the button on his jeans open, and slowly bent my head toward his crotch. My ass raised in the air, I wrapped my lips around his zipper and pulled it down. He fought me as I pulled his pant legs down, kicking and refusing to lift his hips. I couldn't get them any lower than his knees, but that was plenty. I left him there in his boxers as I stood back to eye his package.

"Ooooh Daddy, looks like you're quite...gifted."

"Trey... this needs to stop now. Seriously, stop this."

Dad's voice tried to be strong, but I could hear the waver. He didn't expect me to go through with this, but he was slightly afraid I would.

He fell silent when I touched his cock through his boxers. I could actually feel him, soft but still impressive in his thickness and length. I struggled violently when he felt my hand on him, bouncing himself around in my hand a little.

"God, I can't wait to have you inside me." I moaned, starting to fondle him.

He gasped out, telling me repeatedly to stop, and I could feel him growing in my hand. I felt him throb as I got my hand around him and started jerking him slowly, feeling the material of his boxers drag against his heated flesh.

"You're getting hard for me daddy. You like how I'm making you feel? Huh?"

He shook his head vigorously, trying to keep himself from thrusting into my hand. I used my other hand to slowly drag up his torso underneath his shirt, and I tweaked his nipple at the same time as a particularly harsh drag, and he cried out. I leaned back.

"It's getting a little hot. How about we get these off?"

Breathing harshly, he shook his head vigorously, repeating "no" over and over again.

I reached down and grabbed the band of his boxers. Before I pulled them down, I took an appreciative glance at my dad's crotch. His dick was hard and tenting the fabric, twitching every so often as his boxers rubbed against his sensitive head. I leaned down and licked wetly on the outline of his dick and heard him swear above me. Pulling back, I slipped his boxers down. His cock came down with them, and then, finally, his boxers slipped free and there it was. My dad's cock slapped free and lay against his hip, heavy and huge.

"Fuckkkk" I whimpered out. It was bigger than I had imagined, and it was so fucking pretty. Smooth, pale skin all the way to the pink, gorgeous tip. Underneath, his heavy balls lay, large and full of cum. My dad looked at me, desperate.

"Trey, fuck. Please, please, please don't do this. Anything but this. I don't want to fuck you, please. This is so so wrong."

I cut his words off with a high pitched noise as I grabbed his cock fully for the first time in my life. It felt so amazing, smooth skin like silk covering steel. I twisted my palm around the head and my dad couldn't contain his groan. He opened his mouth to say something, probably to tell me how wrong this was. Too bad I opened my mouth at the same time.

I suctioned the pretty head of my dad's cock into my mouth and moaned at the taste while looking him in the eye. His eyes widened incredible when he saw my unblinking expression. He couldn't believe I had really done it. I suckled his head fiercely, getting a vacuum going, never breaking eye contact.

And then I started to move.

I brought myself down his cock, slipping more and more into my mouth as I started to bob my head, wildly exploring his cock with my tongue as he watched me suck him. My own cock was a steel rod between my legs, and I was unabashedly humping the floor as I sucked off my own father.

Eventually, I got him into my throat and he cried out.

"Fuck! Trey!"

His voice being so strained turned me on even more, and I started swallowing around him, my head flying along his dick as I piston back and forth, moaning around him. Finally, I pull myself off with a gasp, letting dad's dick slap wetly onto my face as I breathe.

"Daddyyyyy...your dick tastes so good" I accentuated my moans with long licks on his cock, loving the way his wet, hot flesh was twitching against me. Standing up, I pulled my briefs off. I stood in front of my dad in all my glory, my pupils blown wide and dark. I clambered into his lap and slapped my fat ass onto his cock, grinding it between my cheeks.

"Daddy, I'm so fucking hot. Your cock, it's sooo good daddy. I need it in me. I need you to fuck my boy pussy okay?" I whispered hotly against his ear, practically panting from how turned on I was. He didn't respond but I felt him twitch roughly against my asscrack, and I rewarded him with a harsh grind. I licked along his neck, breathing hotly over the skin as I passed. Then, I brought my hand up and put them in my mouth.

I looked him in the eye as I wet my fingers, sliding them along my tongue to coat them. Then, I reached behind myself and shoved two fingers inside, moaning loudly into his face as I started to fuck myself. I started speaking to him too.

"Gonna fill me up so good daddy. Your cock is so big and full of cum, just for me, huh? Gonna fill me up and get me full of babies just like you did with mom?"

He started crying as I said these filthy things to him, his hard cock betraying the fact that he was really enjoying this right now.

I only spent a few seconds with the third finger in me. I just couldn't wait anymore. I was so turned on my hole was wet and willing. I reached down and grabbed my dad's cock, placing him at my entrance. I quivered above him, about to change both our lives forever, and he was crying openly now in front of me. I could hear him begging me, saying that we could forget this ever happened, that we could still be a family.

And then I sunk onto his cock. My ring of muscles bowed easily to the steel rod between my fathers legs, sliding him into my scorching heat. Both our mouths opened in a silent scream as I slid down, finally bottoming out after what felt like an eternity.

My body was drawn tight, every muscle locked into place as I arched my back off my father's lap where we were connected.

"You're...inside me. You're really inside me...D-Daddy." I whispered.

He spoke with gritted teeth. "Trey...we can't. We can't go back now. What have you done?"

With a cry, I lifted myself back up until only his head was in me, and then slammed myself back down harshly, forcing him to cry out. I started riding my own father like a filthy slut, whispering in his ear.

"It's too late now daddy. You're really doing it. You're fucking your son. Did you ever think that one day you would be getting ready to dump your cum inside your kid like some random slut?"

Pants were coming from my dad's mouth, his eyes were glassing over as I slammed repeatedly down, his balls now wetly clapping against my ass as I rode him. He was looking at me now, watching me fuck myself on him.

I looked him in the eye as I slammed down over and over again, mixing up my insides with his huge, perfect cock, and said. "Now daddy, do you wanna fuck me?"

I saw as the look in his eye changed, the deep black of his overblown pupils going empty. I felt the change when I slammed down, I felt him twitch inside me, twitch against my red hot walls. And looking me in the eye, he said "Yes."

Immediately I reached down and flicked his restraints open, never pausing in fucking him. I called out "What was that daddy? I didn't hear you!"

His hands now free and his face blown away, his large, muscled hands clapped against my ass while I ground into his cock. Spreading my cheeks, he started lifting me up while he thrust into my heat.

"I said yes, Trey. Yes, your daddy wants to fuck you. Fuck, you feel so fucking good." He groaned.

He licked up the column of my neck, biting harshly and thrusting harder.

I was crying with pleasure with each thrust, his words rapidly driving me over the edge. I could feel myself tightening and said, "Daddy I am gonna cum!! Fuck, fuck, fuck I am gonna cum from your cock!"

"Me too baby. God I'm so fucking close. Your ass is so fucking hot and tight. I'm gonna fill you up so fucking good. Gonna move in and fuck you on every surface of this apartment. You're gonna scream my name while you cum. Gonna fuck you up against the windows."

The wet slopping sounds of his balls hitting my ass were driving me crazy. No more words would come out of my mouth, just incoherent noises. My own father had fucked me stupid.

"Get ready, baby. Here it comes." Dad groaned. I felt him swell inside me. He thrust.

Once. I clamped as hard as I could when I bottomed out.

Twice, my ass wetly thudded back into his lap.

Three times. I felt him roughly twitch against my walls.

Then his cum hit me. The seed that had made me so many years ago flooded into my bowels and I knew I would never be the same. My own cock erupted, completely untouched, and my cum flew all over my dad as my eyes rolled back in my head.

He continued fucking me shallowly through our orgasms, and he slowly pulled out when he went soft. I lay against his chest, breathing heavily.

"Wow."

I heard him moan in agreement. And then he said,

"Maybe you could convince your brother to come over sometime."