Category: Rod Rey

Father Me With Hunger (Father Me With #3)

After a phone call that changed everything between father and son, Evan's parents are back together again. This puts a stop to Evan's forbidden moments with his dad, Adam, and they're left with no choice but to continue as father and son without the sexual attachments. But that's the thing. It was never just sexual on Evan's part. From temptation, to desire, to hunger, his feelings for Adam grow in ways he can't explain.

Evan's mom pushes him and Adam to spend more time together, not realizing they already did so in their own way behind closed doors. She knows they drifted apart over the years, and she wants them to be close again. Little does she what she's asking for.

As Evan and Adam grow close again, they soon realize they can't continue a normal father-and-son relationship anymore. The hunger that strikes between them is so strong that it's futile to try to end what they started. But just how far will things between them progress this time around?

Father Me With Hunger is a 5,000 word short story.

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Dad breathed in and out and forced a tight expression on his lips, breaking the gaze but still returning to my eyes every so often. “So, Evan, what do you want to do tonight?”

I shrugged. “Anything you want to do. I’ll let you decide.”

After a little pause, he looked back at me. “How about we go for a drive and talk?”

My cock rose at what weren’t even sexual words. Dad’s deep voice, his proximity to me, and the fact that we were alone together had that kind of combined power. God, I was hungry for him. First, I’d fallen into temptation and had gone as far as to be naked with him. Then, the desire for him had taken over and led me to be naked with him again. But we still hadn’t done much: no kissing, no sucking, definitely no fucking, and barely any touching.

I needed more.

“Maybe go to the beach and walk along the shore,” he added. “What do you think?”

Knuttburst Beach was gorgeous with white sand that was soft to the touch and the beautifully-blue ocean that was clear enough to see through it. It was especially calming at night with lampposts to light the way for a nice walk. Since Cestin Island had scorching summers, what with it being off the Atlantic coast of Florida, a trip to the beach was always perfect. I just didn’t go there a lot because I often didn’t have anyone to go with, not even Steve.

I attempted a smile. “Okay.”

“You need to shower first?”

“I don’t think so, you?”

“You sure?” Dad looked away for a moment and then back at me with a nervous expression. “Just…you know, in case something happens. Up to you, though.”

I got rock hard at what sounded like an implied plan, but I didn’t want to get ahead of myself. “I think you’re right. Better to be safe.”

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Father Me With Desire (Father Me With #2)

Evan and his dad, Adam, have had quite the father-and-son experience. From being close during Evan's childhood, to drifting apart during his teen years, to growing closer in a new and unexpected way after turning eighteen, just after his parents are separated.

But this new closeness has its challenges. No one could ever know about it, and they can't ignore the guilt and shame that come with their new bond. First, there was the temptation that brought them as close as they are now. Now, the desire lures into another private time together.

As round two of their private bonding begins, things between them continue to progress with an intense desire that's impossible to avoid. Evan is even willing to submit in a way he's never done before. But how long will this new bond last? Will Evan's parents stay separated forever?

Father Me With Desire is a 5,000 word short story.

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I dried my blondish hair to keep the waterdrops away from my face, and I headed out of the bathroom. I stopped with widened eyes and a jumpy heart at Mom and Dad’s door at the far left where the darkening hallway ended. It was cracked open like yesterday. That could only mean one thing: Dad was in there.

Naked and horny.

I knew it was best to just go back to my room and do my own thing for the rest of the day, but I wanted to get closer to Dad. I was torn now. It was still wrong, very wrong, but the desire seduced me in ways I found impossible to fight. I’d already let the temptation win me over yesterday, and the desire I felt today could easily win as well. Had I been in a monogamous relationship, it would’ve been a different story. But I was single and available.

And horny.

Defeated by the desire, I sneaked straight ahead to the end of the hallway and stopped at the crack of the door. I peeked through it and almost jumped when Dad stared right back at me as if knowing I’d show up. Yep, he was naked on the bed. This time, I stepped back and didn’t look any further. Why was I nervous after we’d jacked off together yesterday for the first time?

“It’s not gay to come in, you know,” Dad said in a soft tone, not upset at all. His deep voice made me hard and molten every time. From the sound of it, he’d been drinking again too. He and Mom were still not talking after their big fight recently, among many others, so I imagined he’d drink the drama away every chance he got. “Your mother’s still not coming home tonight. I texted her to make sure.”

After a pause, I slowly opened the door and entered, the sunlit room a little cooler with the window open and the fan on low. I stood within a respectable distance from Dad. He stroked that monster of his, making squishy sounds from the lube. My leaking boner grew hard enough to unwrap my towel by force, falling on the floor. I looked down but didn’t bother picking it up.

“You don’t need it.” Dad’s sexy voice didn’t help with taming my desire for him, and his strikingly-blue eyes, as blue as mine, continued captivating me into full submission. His scruffy, gracefully-aged face always made me swoon. “Come in and close the door. Lock it too.”

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Father Me With Temptation (Father Me With #1)

Evan hasn't been that close with his dad, Adam, since he was a kid. Somehow, they drifted apart and did their own thing. Now, Evan is eighteen, and his parents are separated, leaving him and his dad all alone in the house.

Adam leaves his bedroom door cracked open while Evan is in the shower, something he never does. When Evan gets out of the shower with just his towel on, the cracked-open door entices him, and he falls into temptation by taking a peek.

What he sees inside the room shocks him so much that his towel drops. That's when everything between father and son changes forever, and they discover a whole new way to bond.

But just how far will temptation lead them?

Father Me With Temptation is a 4,000 word short story.

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I wrapped my towel around my waist and stepped into the hallway. As I turned right and headed back to my room, I noticed Mom and Dad’s room door was cracked open at the far left where the darkening hallway ended. I could’ve sworn it’d been shut all the way. Had Dad come back from wherever he’d gone after yet another big fight with Mom? Since she was out of town staying with family, he and I were alone.

The idea that he was alone in his room was enough to make my toweled cock twitch a few times while it slowly rose to the illicit occasion. It was wrong to feel like this, but my body didn’t care about what was forbidden. It just felt, period. Besides, incest between adults was legal in this island fittingly shaped like a flaccid penis, and I was eighteen now. It was just highly frowned upon. Like I’d ever get lucky to do anything with my own father, anyway.

I decided to be bold and sneak toward the door, my heart vibrating through my chest. The closer I got, the more I trembled because of the risk. It was amazing how I didn’t know what was going on or if Dad was even in the room, but staring at that cracked-open space was powerful enough to send horny signals from naughty brain to leaking cock. I swallowed and tried my hardest to control my breathing that was too stubborn to decrease.

Just a few inches closer, and I stopped almost against the wall of the hallway’s end, peering into the crack. My eyes grew wide, and my mouth was slightly open. Dad must’ve returned while I’d been in the shower because he was right in there, but he was also naked on the bed, his left side facing me. His mostly-smooth and muscular body with just sprinkles of brown hair was too hot not to notice, and he tanned nicely under the sun, unlike my paler skin. His fingers were wrapped around his pink cock while making the squishy sound of lube with each stroke, looking lost in his own world.

That size, though! It wasn’t a whole lot slimmer than a beer can. How long was it? Nine inches? It couldn’t be any longer than that, which was long enough. Mom could take that monster meat? Even his lightly-hairy balls were big.

And very, very suckable.

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Son Makes Three: An Intergenerational Gay Incest Story

Otto and Wolf are son and father, respectively, and they've had a romantic and sexual relationship for a long time, even considering themselves married. Incest is legal where they live, but it's still heavily frowned upon, so they have to love in their own way behind closed doors.

Otto also has a son of his own, Delfin, and his little boy is all grown up at eighteen. Unlike most teens, Delfin is different in his own way, so much so that it led his own mother to no longer want anything to do with him. That's okay, though. He has both his dad and grandpa to give him all the unconditional love he could ever be spoiled with.

While Otto and Wolf love Delfin with all their hearts, it's still not enough. Delfin feels left out whenever he sees his dad and grandpa showing the kind of affection he never gets to have. Since Otto and Wolf's strong family bond has romantic and sexual facets, Delfin wants a part of it too. Could he finally get his wish? Could Otto and Wolf possibly bring the three of them closer and happier in a new way?

Son Makes Three is a 4,900 word short story.

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Now, I realized Delfin had every right to learn about intimacy. Weird or not, I wanted to make things right by teaching him anything and everything, even if it meant letting him out into the world on his own one day, which Dad and I weren’t prepared for just yet.

Delfin moved away and pulled his T-shirt off his torso, tossing it onto the floor. Then, he pulled down his PJ bottoms and underwear and kicked them off his feet. “I’m naked…like you guys!”

Dad and I chuckled, and we gazed at my son with so much fondness. He was our pride and joy, and we were fiercely protective of him to the point of hurting anyone who’d hurt him. We caressed his naturally smooth and skinny body, mostly his chest. At eighteen, he was officially a twink, but he was also well-endowed from all the times I’d seen him. When I saw Dad rubbing Delfin’s right nipple with his thumb, I rubbed his left one. The goosebumps forming on his warm skin told me how much he wanted this. As long as he desired us like Dad and I started to, we’d make sure he felt good everywhere.

“Is this okay, baby boy?” I asked. “Can we do this to you?”

Delfin stifled a giggle and inhaled, as if trying to withstand what was probably ticklish to him. “Yeah. Feels good.”

“Yeah?” I said in a horny tone. I loved Dad with all my heart and desired him like no other man, but I’d recently started feeling a similar way for my own son. Dad seemed to have felt that way too, which made me relieved. Delfin was a man now, and given that his uncut cock was bigger than mine and Dad’s, he was definitely grown. I imagined his big balls were full of so much milk that needed to be released.

“Anytime you want to stop, you let us know, okay?” I said. God, I was so turned on by this. I wanted my own son in ways I’d never thought would happen.

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