[Macrophilia] My Father and I

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Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of fictional incest or fictional incest content.

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I had just turned 18, I had finished high school a few days before and next year I would go to college, where I wanted to study journalism. For the first time I felt like an adult and the master of my destiny. I was excited about the life ahead of me and I was full of happiness.

At that time I lived alone with my father, Luis. My mother had died a few years ago and I only had one older brother, who for work reasons lived in another city, quite far from ours. We were a well-to-do family, my father worked in a biochemical laboratory and we lived in a villa in an urbanization near Pozuelo de Alarcón (a town close to the capital of Spain, Madrid).

My relationship with my father could not have been better. After being widowed, he had not remarried nor did I know of any new relationship with him. My father loved me deeply, I am sure he would have given his life for me. When I told him I was gay, he had been completely supportive and his affection for me had even increased, coupled with a tremendous desire to protect me from any danger.

For my part I have to confess that I had strong feelings for him, but these were not only of a paternal-filial nature. My father was still a very young man, not yet 45 years old, handsome, strong, with a beard that gave him an incredible air of virility and also kept in shape, although with an incipient beer belly that made him even more attractive. Although I insisted on denying it to myself, I knew perfectly well that I was sexually attracted to my father, and I often masturbated thinking about his masculine body. I was quite afraid of these feelings; would my father reject me if he found out? That's why I kept them in the utmost secrecy.

It all started one night when I came back from having a drink with friends and my father was waiting for me.

-Hi Hugo, did you have a good time? -he said with his usual affectionate smile.

-Yes, Dad, thank you. How are you still up? It's late.

-You see, I have to talk to you, it's a bit delicate -he looked away, a little embarrassed. I wondered. What was going on?

-Dad, what's wrong? -I sat down across from him.

-You see -he repeated-, the other day...I'm really sorry, Hugo, I...I...I...I....

-Dad, don't worry, you can tell me anything. We don't have secrets, do we? -I told him, although I was aware that this, at least on my part, was a big lie.

-I wanted to look at something quickly and I saw that your computer was connected. I guess the screen lock had malfunctioned and didn't ask for a password... -I started to sweat, I imagined what my father was going to tell me next.

-So you got into my computer -I said in a whisper-, and I guess you saw...

-Well yes, I'm really sorry son, but I saw the pages you had opened and I couldn't help but look at them. All the sites about domination, masters and slaves, and especially the page about "Macrophilia". I had never even heard that word in my life.

Indeed, my sexuality was tremendously fetishistic and I read and watched a lot of pornography and stories on those subjects. I had even written several stories. I felt my face light up with blushes.

-I'm sorry Dad, I would have told you, I guess... it's not the kind of thing you talk to your father about.

-You have nothing to be ashamed of, Hugo. I understand perfectly well and everyone lives his life and desires the way he wants as long as he doesn't hurt anyone. That didn't change my concept of you at all. The fact is that I wasn't even thinking of telling you about it, but, and I repeat that I'm sorry for the invasion of your privacy, I couldn't help but keep digging into the subject of Macrophilia, and I wanted to talk to you because... the thing is that...

I waited expectantly for my father to decide to speak. He seemed to be very embarrassed.

-The thing is... I could make those fantasies of yours come true.

-How? What are you talking about, Dad? I felt my heart go pitter-patter.

-In the lab we've reached a high level of development in nanobot technology. They are microscopic devices that, when injected, bind to a person's DNA and can alter their body in many different ways. Well... -he hesitated-, one of them is that they can change the size of that person in a wide range of sizes.

My heart was now going ten thousand. Was my father suggesting that...?

-Indeed, we could inject you with the nanobots and make you any size you wanted, as tiny as you put in your stories. You could REALLY live out those fantasies.

-God, Dad, that would be... -I was speechless.

-But there is something I must warn you son. I couldn't let you act out your fantasies with just anyone. In that state you would be tremendously vulnerable. I can't even think that anything could happen to you by being with a stranger. I can't allow it. I'd really die.

-So? -I asked.

-So... well... well..." he stammered and looked down, tremendously troubled, "I've been thinking about it and... that giant of your fantasies could only be... myself.

My mouth opened wide. Was it possible what my father was proposing to me?

-Son, I'm not going to beat around the bush -he seemed to have regained his composure- I've known for a long time that you like me, that my body turns you on. Do you think I haven't noticed the furtive glances you give me whenever you can? You're not so good at hiding -he smiled at me with such affection that I felt an immense desire to hug him-. Obviously I don't have that kind of attraction for you and I don't know anything about domination or anything of that kind, but after much meditation I think we could give it a try, don't you think? I don't give a damn what people think. We are both adults now. And what's clear to me is that I want you to be very happy and I'm willing to learn how to make you enjoy it.

-Oh, Dad, I... I...! -I threw myself into his arms, crying helplessly. He hugged me tenderly. When I could pull myself together, I said- That would be a dream for me!

-That's great, my little boy -my father said comfortingly-, then let's make that dream come true!

To be continued...

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AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

I love your stories so much!

JorgeJogJorgeJogover 1 year agoAuthor

Sí, tengo un final alternativo escrito, pero en principio no voy a publicarlo

AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

Vas a acabrla igual que en todorelatos?

Xmale06Xmale06over 1 year ago

Oh yes, make it come true... and tell us all about it!

AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

Great read, looking forward to chapter 2! hot!

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