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Morgan's First Blowjob

Mm, oral, inc

Morgan threw his handsome head back and moaned loudly as the horny man bobbed up and down on his dick. Fuck, that felt good. Jack was kneeling between Morgan's muscular legs while he stuffed his mouth with the boy's stiff prick. The fourteen-year old kid had never felt anything this good in his young life.

 

He had been jerking off almost daily for the past few years, but had never experienced such a feeling in his John Thomas before and his dick wasn't the only thing getting blown – Morgan's mind was also being blown by the fact that the cocksucker who was giving him such intense pleasure was his own dad.

 

Yes, Jack Lenoir, who by all outward appearances was a respectable forty-something business man, was sucking his own son's cock in the living room of their suburban home. He slobbered all over the boy's dick, shoving his face down into Morgan's crotch until his nose snuggled in the kid's sparse bush, and then lifted his head up until just the tip of Morgan's cock was left in his mouth.

 

Again and again he repeated this up-and-down sequence as he enjoyed the steely smoothness of the boy's hard-on. Up, then down, up, then down again, back up, and down once more. Instinctively Morgan began bucking his hips upward to meet Jack's downward thrusts, ramming his meat all the way into his father's sucking mouth. He sighed contentedly and ran his hands through his father's hair, which was the same dirty blond color as his own.

 

Shit, he couldn't believe that his own dad was sucking his rod. Never in his wildest dreams did he think that his button-down conservative father would fall to his knees and open wide for his own son's dick. Morgan had been whacking off while watching a porno video that his friend Joshua had lent him.

 

He had thought he would be alone in the house and able to have a nice long masturbation session. His mother was out of town, and his father had not been expected home for several hours. Jack had come home earlier than anticipated, however, and discovered his fourteen-year old son bopping his bologna while watching an interracial D-P scene.

 

"Dad!" Morgan cried out as he saw his father come into the room. He scrambled to pull up his shorts and find the remote to turn off the lusty anabolic scene that was filling the screen. Jack was as shocked as Morgan was, but didn't want the boy to stop.

 

He had been struggling with his feelings about his teenaged son for some time. Watching the strapping young lad strut around in his soccer uniform had on many occasions forced him to run off to the bathroom for a quick stroke session. And now the object of his forbidden lust was beating off right there in the open.

 

Without thinking, Jack told Morgan that it was okay. He had told him that it was natural to be interested in sex and horny and that it was okay for Morgan to be masturbating. Jack surprised himself by volunteering to help Morgan get off, and one thing led to another until now, like one of the sluts in the video Morgan had been watching, Jack was gobbling up his son's penis like it was covered with home-made ice cream.

 

Morgan was certain that he would be making his own brand of vanilla ice cream very soon. He fucked his dad's face rapidly now, plunging his tingly rod all the way down his throat. Jack excitedly increased the rate of his own up-and-down motion as his son assaulted his mouth.

 

While he did this, Jack cupped Morgan's hairless balls with his right hand and massaged Morgan's left thigh with his other. Morgan spread his legs as wide as they would go to accommodate his father's oral ministrations. This resulted in a pleasant tugging sensation as his leg muscles stretched away from his groin. Morgan could feel his orgasm approaching, and Jack sensed it too by the tightening of the boy's scrotum.

 

"Fuck, Dad, I'm gonna fucking cum!" Morgan shouted. Jack simply gurgled his approval and continued to suck the boy's pole.

 

"Oh, shit, here it fucking comes. I'm gonna fucking shoot my fucking load into your fucking mouth, Dad! Fuck! Yeah, fuck! Oh fuck yeah! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, OOOHHHHHHHHH!"

 

Morgan shot off into his father's pistoning mouth and Jack swallowed every drop of the kid's spunk. The creamy volleys of cum shot across Jack's tongue on their way down his throat, and Jack could taste the delicious saltiness of sperm. He kept sucking until Morgan's ejaculations had stopped and then, reluctantly, took his mouth off of the boy's prick. The top of his cock glistened with cum and saliva.

 

"Fuck, Dad, that was fucking awesome," Morgan panted, "thanks!"

 

"Sure thing, kiddo, now wasn't that better than jerking off?"

 

"Shit yeah, Dad! Can we do it again sometime?"

 

"Anytime you want, Morgan, you just let me know and I'll suck that dick for you."


Many other incestuous blowjobs lay in store for the father and son.