Father and Son Mutual Attraction 1

NB. Contains scenes of incest between father and son.

Adrian turned to check the arrivals board one more time, just in case he'd got it wrong, but it was definitely showing that Eric's flight had landed an hour ago, so where the hell was he?

"Dad"

He turned around and there was Eric coming towards him with a rucksack slung over his shoulder, looking tired and upset.

"Where's your luggage?"

"That's why it's taken so long, apparently it's in Dubai. They're going to send it to your place when it arrives, I hope that's alright."

"Of course it is. Come on, let's get you home."

As they walked to the car, Adrian studied his son. When Eric said he was returning after four years working in Singapore, he had been a bit vague about the reasons, but Adrian could see that he looked thinner and not his usual cheerful self. No doubt he would explain in his own time.

Back at the house, when Adrian suggested that Eric would feel better after a hot shower, his son reminded him that he'd no clean clothes to change into.

"Don't worry, you go shower and I'll leave some clothes on my bed."

Once he'd got dinner in the oven, he walked to his bedroom and had just laid out a t-shirt and sweatpants that he thought would fit, when Eric appeared, a towel round his waist, looking definitely thinner, but he still had the same muscle definition and flat stomach.

He took a pair of socks from a drawer then opened another that contained underwear.

"I don't know what you wear for underwear these days so help yourself to whatever you want."

"Thanks Dad."

Adrian returned to the kitchen to check on the food and open a bottle of wine.

It was going to be good to have Eric around for a while. It had always just been the two of them and he'd missed him when he went abroad.

Throwing his towel on the floor, Eric had a look in his Dad's underwear drawer, not hopeful of finding anything to his taste, but he was surprised at the selection neatly folded and sorted by type.

There were boxers, briefs, quite a few jocks and even what looked like a posing pouch.

He spotted a blue jock that looked interesting and slipped it on. It fitted well and his thick cock was comfortable in the roomy pouch.

Who knew that his Dad was into underwear, maybe that's where he got his obsession from. He picked up a few more things to look at and discovered a selection of cock rings lying underneath them, mostly metal ones of varying thicknesses and one black one, with what looked like a battery unit attached. He was seeing a whole new side to his Dad, but then thought he shouldn't be poking around amongst his stuff and closed the drawer.

He looked in the mirror, admiring how his bulge looked and the thought came to him that his Dad's cock had been in this jock which gave him a little thrill.

After some food and wine, Eric's travelling caught up with him and he had to go sleep.

Next morning he woke far too early but lay until he heard his Dad moving around before going for a shower to wake himself up.

His Dad had told him to help himself to any clothes he wanted, so wrapping a towel around him, he went to look for a pair of jeans.

The door was half open but he got a surprise when he entered. Adrian was doing pushups on the carpet wearing only a white jock, similar to the one Eric wore last night.

"Sorry Dad, I thought you were in the kitchen. I was looking for something to wear."

"No problem I've just finished and I'm off to shower now."

As he stood up, Eric admired his Dad's fit body and the bulge in his jock that showed the outline of his cut cock through the thin fabric. He was aware of a stirring beneath his towel and had to look away.

His Dad didn't seem bothered as he walked to the bathroom

"Help yourself to anything."

Eric picked a pair of jeans and went back to his room to dress, then had breakfast with his Dad, who was now dressed in his suit. After his Dad went to work, he tidied up then phoned the airline about his luggage to be told it was now in Paris and should be with him tomorrow.

He felt restless and couldn't settle to anything. The sight of his Dad in that jock kept coming into his head making his cock swell in his Dad's jeans.

He decided to take matters in hand and stripped off, slowly stroking himself to erection, imagining his Dad's cock. It had looked a good size soft so he wondered how big it would be erect and how it would feel inside him. He hadn't been fucked for ages and was missing his ex's cock. He walked to the bathroom to finish jerking off, when the laundry basket caught his eye and he opened the lid.

Yes! There was his Dad's sweaty jock right at the top. He put it against his nose and sniffed, the musky male smell filling his nostrils and causing his hand to pump his cock faster and faster, till he came, rope after rope of hot cum splashing over the tiles in the shower and he slumped against the wall, totally drained.

After cleaning up, he felt relaxed but exhausted, returning to lie down on top of his bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Adrian came home at lunchtime, bringing soup and sandwiches from the deli, because he didn't think that Eric would bother eating otherwise.

He was surprised that he wasn't around but was even more surprised to find Eric sound asleep on the bed, his back to the door.

He decided not to wake him, but stood looking down at his son's naked body. Eric was lean and muscled these days, his body still smooth and almost hairless, the length of his back and the curve of his arse cheeks like a Roman statue. He wanted to reach out and stroke those two round globes, to feel the smooth flesh beneath his hands.

That got his cock twitching, but he put the thought aside and went back to the kitchen for his lunch, leaving Eric's share on the table with a note, before going back to work.

Eric woke mid afternoon, feeling better but hungry and went to the kitchen in search of food. He found his Dad's note and his first thought was that his Dad must have seen him lying there naked, which gave him a tingle in his groin.

By the time Adrian came home, he'd tidied up and got dressed.

They had a relaxed meal and settled down to watch TV. There was no mention of his afternoon sleeping.

Next morning was Saturday and Eric woke early again. He got up quietly to make himself a coffee, but his Dad was already up, coming out of the bathroom naked.

For a moment Eric was flustered but his Dad didn't seem remotely put out.

"Morning son. You're up early."

"Yeah I think I'm still jetlagged."

"How about coming for a run with me then?"

"Ok I'll just go for a pee and I'll be with you."

"Good lad. I'll find you running gear to wear"

When Eric went into the bedroom, his Dad was standing there naked which was very distracting and rummaging in the wardrobe, pulling out a pair of running shorts.

"These should fit and I'll find you a vest."

Eric turned his back to put on the shorts, giving Adrian a good view of his arse and a glimpse of his balls as he raised his leg.

He quickly pulled on his own shorts to hide the semi that had risen, not successfully because his cock was showing in the soft fabric but he hoped that Eric wouldn't notice.

They had a good run and they were on their way back when a heavy shower of rain came from nowhere, soaking them to the skin.

Picking up the pace they made a mad dash for home, hurrying inside and straight to the bathroom to get rid of their wet things.

Adrian undressed faster and jumped in the shower first, then Eric took his turn. He was finding it difficult not to get turned on by Eric's naked body in the closeness of the bathroom and half turned away as he dried himself in case he got excited.

He watched Eric get out of the shower and towel himself dry

"Hey Dad, pass me another towel for my hair."

Adrian took one from the heated rail and began to rub Eric's hair.

"Let me do it. You used to love this when you were a boy."

His Dad was right. He closed his eyes and enjoyed having his scalp massaged with the thick towel and he could feel the heat from the body standing directly behind him, so close that he wasn't sure if it was his imagination but he was aware of something brushing against his arse cheek.

He opened his eyes and met his Dad's eyes in the mirror. A long look passed between them and Eric knew that it was his Dad's hard cock that was nudging his arse.

"Fuck me Dad."

Adrian didn't say anything but reached over Eric to open the bathroom cabinet and take out a bottle of lube.

Spreading a good amount over his thick shaft, he used what was left on Eric's hole, inserting a slimy finger inside him which brought a low moan from his son.

He pressed the head of his big cock against his son's pucker, which immediately gave way to let him inside, hugging his thick shaft till he was buried balls deep.

Looking in the mirror he could see that Eric had his eyes closed, a look of satisfaction on his face as he held on tight to the basin, bracing himself for what was to come.

Adrian began with a slow rocking motion as he watched himself slide in and out of Eric's hole and he wrapped his arms round his son's chest before he started pumping his hips against that firm young arse, his cock slamming into Eric's backside, stretching him open and forcing him towards the basin.

There was a gasp from Eric and thinking he'd been too rough, he slowed down which made Eric open his eyes.

"You okay son?"

"Yes yes, I want this so much, keep going."

Adrian could see the need on his son's face so didn't hold back, pounding Eric's arse and ramming his hole with his hard rod till he couldn't stop himself from coming and he flooded his son's back passage with his seed, wave after wave of hot cum gushing out from his cock, giving him release and giving Eric what he craved.

Eric's eyes found his in the mirror.

"Thanks Dad. That was the best fuck I've had in a long time."

Adrian felt himself getting pink in the face. It was true that guys enjoyed having his big cock inside them but he still wasn't used to getting compliments.

"Glad you enjoyed it and I don't know about you but I'm starving now."

Eric laughed at him.

"Worked up an appetite have you?"

Over breakfast, they opened up to each other. Eric told his Dad the reason he'd come home. He'd made the mistake of hooking up with his boss, who was twenty years older than him and married. They'd spent weekends away and nights together when his wife wasn't around. It was all going well till his wife found out and the rest of the office got wind of it too, so he decided to leave.

"How about you Dad? When did you get into male sex, or was that just a one off?"

"No that's not the first time. I like being on my own these days and not looking for a relationship male or female, but I've got a few man friends who I hook up with, no strings attached, for some recreation."

"I'm sure they're queuing up if you fuck like that, Dad."

"Don't, you're embarrassing your old Dad"

Actually Adrian was pleased with the compliment, but also that getting his hole taken care of appeared to have cheered Eric up too.

They had a good day. Eric's luggage arrived, most of which went in the laundry while he sorted the rest out in his room.

Later they ate out and had a steak dinner with wine, a treat from Adrian.

All the time they were very aware of each other and Adrian thought they'd got back to the closeness they used to have.

Back home, Eric came up behind his Dad and wrapped his arms around him.

"Thanks Dad, for the meal and everything."

Adrian turned around and raised an eyebrow.

"Everything?"

"Yeah well you know. The sex too."

Then Adrian's mouth was on his and he was being held tight by his Dad's strong arms, a hard body pressed against him and he felt a rush of blood to his cock, filling his jeans.

Adrian was aware of Eric's erection against his thigh, amazed and pleased that he could make that happen to his son's body so quickly.

Breaking off the kiss, he dropped to his knees, tugging at the button's on Eric's fly to let his hard cock free, gasping as the thick shaft sprang out, nearly hitting him in the face.

"Let me suck that for you, son."

Eric's cock filled his mouth, the big mushroom head nudging the back of his throat, the male scent in his nostrils, as he began to work on getting his son to come down his throat. He felt a hand on the back of his head, not pushing, but guiding him to the best angle for blowing the beautiful cock in his mouth.

Eric watched his Dad's head moving up and down the length of his shaft, seeing the concentration on his face and he could feel hot breath on his groin as Adrian breathed out through his nose.

A hand cupped his balls, rolling them around and giving them a gentle tug, then a finger slipped between his legs and penetrated his hole, pushing inside him and exploring to find his prostate, driving him crazy.

He thrust his hips against his Dad's face as the cum shot from his cock, rope after rope of creamy hot jizz that made his legs shake with the intensity of his orgasm.

Adrian was surprised by how much cum Eric released as it flooded his mouth. He didn't choke, but manfully swallowed his son's load as it hit his tonsils and slid down the back of his throat.

Looking up he could see Eric's face, as he slowly calmed down and he felt his son's hand caress the back of his head.

He let Eric's cock slip from his mouth, but stayed there, licking the softening shaft until not a drop of cum remained, then stood up and received a hug from his son.

Neither of them spoke, just happy in the afterglow of what had passed between them, till Adrian broke the silence.

"Do you want to share my bed tonight, son?"

"I'd love that Dad."

Eric lay in the king size bed, wrapped in Adrian's arms, the problems he'd had almost forgotten, the closeness of his Dad's naked body the only thing that mattered as he drifted off to sleep.

Adrian's thoughts were similar. He and Eric were closer now than they'd ever been and he hoped that he wouldn't take off to a foreign country again any time soon.

His last thought before sleeping was that he was looking forward to having Eric again in the morning.