PLAYING DRESS UP 1

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Feature Title: PLAYING DRESS UP 1

Published: 18.01.2022

Story Codes: Incest

Author’s Notes: Dear reader, I hope you enjoy this fictional tale. I hope it goes without saying that this is a complete work of fiction. And any minors reading this should click X at the top of your screen and leave now. I have many other parts of this story and will be releasing them soon. Please enjoy and send feedback.

Playing Dress Up 1

Both of my boys took it hard when their mother died. My oldest, Dylan, was seventeen and became quiet and distant for a long time after. I gave him his space to mourn in his way but missed my buddy. My youngest, Joey, inversely could not be close enough to me. He was by my side wherever I want in the house and quickly took to sleeping in bed with me every night. I could tell that this was his way of coping so I allowed it.

In all honestly it was nice to have a body in bed with me. I missed my wife as well but most of the day I had to be strong for my boys. I didn’t want to let them see me fall apart when they were barely holding it together themselves. But as soon as Joey crawled in bed with me I realized how much I missed a body next to me. It helped that Joey cuddled and slept close every night. I could wake up and feel him cuddled in the crook of my arm and feel happy. I’d pull him closer and hug him tight as I fell back to sleep.

Jen was a beautiful woman. She was also amazingly petite and not much bigger than Joey, so it felt perfectly natural with his little body against mine. In the morning when I would wake, for a second I would think it was Leslie each morning. I’d feel my morning erection and that little body against me and start to leak. On more than one occasion I would begin to stroke my stiffening erection as I pulled the little body closer, before remembering that I had my arm around my son and not his mom.

On one occasion I realized this fact and kept stroking as he slept. I stroked my cock slow just enjoying a little body close to me. It didn’t take long and I shot a huge ropy load in silence all over my stomach and chest. When I looked down I saw a large glob of my load had landed on his little face as he slept. I slipped from under him and went to clean up leaving the pool of cum drying on his cheek.

When I came back Joey was awake and sitting up, my cum still on his little face. He looked so cute and innocent as he rubbed his eyes as my cum dripped down. Still in my boxers I moved to the bed and crawled in on my knees.

“Morning baby.”

“Morning daddy,” he responded groggily.

“You have a little something,” I wiped the cum from his face with my thumb and suddenly had an idea. It was just a strange thing to do that excited me just because it was taboo.

“Can daddy give you a kiss?” I asked.

“Okay daddy,” he answered sweetly.

“Close your eyes.”

“Why, daddy?”

“It’s a secret.”

“Okay, daddy.”

He did as I instructed and I quickly licked the cum from my thumb. Keeping it in my mouth I leaned in and kissed him. Typically when I gave Joey a kiss I kept my lips closed, but this time I opened and slid my cummy tongue between his soft little lips, feeding him a little of my load. He didn’t pull away as I had partially expected, rather he opened his lips just a little and I heard him moan as I slid my tongue in.

I had only chosen to do this because it was wrong and perverse. I just wanted to put a little cum in my son’s mouth as a joke, something I could tell my buddy Jay about. We had bonded over our taboo tales for years and I know he’d get a kick out of it if I told him. Often we would hang out in the basement and smoke weed and regale each other with tails of our exploits or fantasies. Nothing we did or imagined had shocked the other so I expected to have a fun story to tell him the next time we hung out. He had once shared how he jerked off in his son’s cereal so I was excited to one-up him the next time we were together.

I hadn’t expected to enjoy it as much as I did. I suddenly felt my cock begin to swell and instantly leak as we kissed. I held the kiss longer than I had expected to and realized that I didn’t want to stop. Especially when I felt joeys little hands begin to run up my stomach and to my hairy chest. His tiny fingers began to tease my nipples as I felt his tiny tongue begin to push into my mouth.

I suddenly realized what was happening and pulled back. Joey was on his knees looking up at me with an expression I had never seen him wear before. It almost looked like he was proud. As if the tables had been turned and he knew it. I had gone in to play a little joke on my son, but he had pulled one over on me revealing that he had known what I was doing and had chose to win the game, the rules of which I didn’t know.

“What’s the matter, daddy? You look surprised,” he said wiping a small drop of cum from his lip and licking it off finger.

“Nothing baby. Everything’s fine.” I stood from the bed and turned quickly before he saw my erection tenting my boxers. I turned my head and said, “I’m going to go take a shower.

When in the shower I grabbed my cock and stroked it again. I had cum less than an hour ago but I suddenly needed that release again. As I thought of his soft little lips and the feeling of his tiny hands on my pecs i blasted another huge load against the shower wall. I stayed there leaning against the warm tile for a long time as I gathered my thoughts. I realized I was just temporarily confused by having someone, anyone, touch me again and had just needed to blow a load to get the unusual thoughts out of my head.

Later that day I was working on my office when I suddenly realized that I had not heard Joey playing in his room in a while. Part of losing someone as unexpectedly as I had my wife is that you become overprotective of the people still in your life. Panicked I rushed to his room and peered in. Joey was nowhere to be seen.

I rushed room to room looking for him and when I entered my bedroom I did not see him but I heard him humming from my walk-in closet. I sighed in relief as I headed towards the room.

When I walked in I saw him sitting on the floor perfectly safe. What I hadn’t expected was finding him in the state of dress he was in. Joey had always liked playing dress up and had taken this day to find his mom’s stash of lingerie. He was sitting on the floor in black lace panties, white stockings, and a corset that stopped right below his little pink nipples.

“Whatcha doin, buddy?” I asked smiling down at him.

“Playing dress up, daddy. Can you help me?”

He turned and showed me the corset undone behind him.

We had always encouraged his desire to dress up in his mommy’s clothes and never wanted him to feel there was anything wrong with his desire to do so. Never before had he gotten into her lingerie though, which she had a lot of. His mom and I loved playing dress up too. Each week she would come home with new stocking, panties, corsets, heels, etc. She had always loved how hard I got seeing her emerge from the closet in a new outfit. My sweet lovely wife, mother of two, local journalist, dressed up like a naughty little slut for daddy.

As I looked down at my little boy I saw that while he still looked cute, he also looked sexy. His legs were smooth and toned like his moms. Her little panties fit him perfectly and there was just a hint of a small mound beneath the lace. His perfect little cocklet and hairless balls packed inside. The corset landed right below his chest and I have to admit his little hard a nipples looked delicious. He was often shirtless but something about them peeking out above the corset made them appear sexy for the first time.

“Sure buddy. Daddy can help,” I said as I knelt down in front of him. He got on his knees in front of me and I reached behind him pulling the corset tight, “Is that too tight baby?”

“No, Daddy,” he responded as I winched it into his waist and tied it off.

“There,” I said, “Stand up and let daddy take a look,”

He stood up before me and I took him in. Again my cock jumped and began to swell involuntarily.

“You look really pretty baby boy.”

He took a step close and put his hands on my shoulders.

“Thank you daddy. Do I look pretty like mommy?”

I smirked and looked into his eyes.

“Prettier.”

Joey giggled and smiled at my response.

“Mommy liked looking pretty for you. I want to too.”

He put his arms around my neck and I ran my hands up his little legs. I caressed his smooth skin and ran my hands up over his little butt. I was surprised that a boy his age had such a thick little ass and more surprised that I had never noticed before.

I let my hands roam up and down his body, feeling how fit and tight he was just like his mom had been. I was breathing deep and I had my gaze cast down at the little bulge in the panties he was wearing so perfectly.

“Daddy,” he said as I looked back into his eyes, “Can I have another kiss like this morning? A grownup kiss like you used to give mommy?”

I licked my lips and looked at my pretty little boy. How own lips so full and pink.

“Sure baby.”

We both leaned in and our lips met. This time Joey’s tongue slid into my mouth first. His tiny tongue exploring the inside my mouth caused my cock to stand at attention. I instinctively put my arms around him and pulled him into me, feeling that little bulge press against my stomach.

My cock was straining against my jeans, aching to be released. I quickly reached around and undid my jeans letting my cock spring out and press against his little leg as I leaked precum.

I couldn’t remember the last time I was that hard. Even the toys me and his mom used to use never got my cock as hard as I was that moment. There was so much precum on his leg it felt like I had already came but I knew I hadn’t as evidenced by the aching in my hairy balls. I needed to cum. Before that day I never would have imagined that my son could make me feel this way, but there I was. Needing to cum from the touch of his little body.

I began to kiss him passionately, pressing my tongue against his as I invaded his tiny mouth. I ran my hand down his body and cupped that precious little perky butt. I kneaded his cheeks with my hands and felt the weight of his tiny ass in my big hands. I allowed my fingers to slide under the panties and trace down his crack slowly, feeling how soft and smooth his ass really was.

Then I ran my hands down his slender legs feeling as they started to shake and tremble. I ran my hands up and joined them at his tiny bulge. I put my fingers on it and felt his little two inch spike as hard as I was. I let my fingers explore his little boy cock and slowly begin to stroke it. I was instantly fascinated by his tiny cock. Suddenly I wanted to see it. Smell it. Taste it.

I had always loved his mom’s little clit. I loved to eat her pussy and work my tongue under her hood to taste her clit. I would kiss it and suck on it and wrap my lips around it. It would drive her wild when I sucked on her tiny clit and in that moment I needed it again.

I broke from Joey’s lips and kissed my way down his chest to his little nipple. I licked and sucked them momentarily before I moved down to what I really needed. I leaned over and as I pulled his little cocklet free from his panties, it sprang out and was more beautiful than I could have imagined. Not much bigger than his mommy’s clit, with a fat little knob at the tip. So pretty and pink. I gazed at it, enthralled by the look. My eight inch cock was leaking against my stomach as I adored his little penis.

Instinctively I leaned in and took his little spike in my mouth. I nursed on it, licked it, and sucked on it as I held his plump little butt in my hands. Joey fisted his hands into my hair and began to buck his little hips back and forth, fucking his daddy’s mouth. I pulled him in, gripping his tiny ass and pulling him toward me. I opened my mouth and took his little smooth sack in my mouth as well. I let my tongue swirl around his genitals caressing every part with my tongue.

Once again my fingers slipped beneath the fabric of his panties and my fingers began to dance up and down his crack while I sucked his little cock. My index finger landed on his pink hole and stayed. I teased it, massaged it, applied a bit of pressure.

I could feel his tiny cocklet beginning to jump and vibrate against my tongue. Joey held my hair and fucked his little boy cock into my mouth. His tiny cocklet swelled in my mouth as I felt it shake and pulse between my lips. It swelled and retracted several times, pulsing and hitting the roof of my mouth. Joey was having his first dry cum and his daddy’s mouth is what made it happen. I was so proud of my little boy in that moment.

His entire body was shaking as I pulled my mouth off his sensitive spike. I raised up and looked at my baby boy. His head was still back and he was catching his breath as his tiny hand played with his own little hard nipple.

I looked him up and down in his panties, corset, stockings. So fucking pretty it amazed me that I had never noticed it before. Everything about the little boy in front of me was perfect and just looking at him made my cock jump.

I moved my hand down my cock slowly and gripped the base and stroked slowly back up to the tip. My cock was so sensitive and I could feel that I was about to shoot. I looked him up and down and knew in that moment that my relationship with my little boy was about to change forever.

Suddenly I began to shoot my load. I pushed my hips forward and arched my cock upward. I watched as globs flew into his face. Spray landed on his chest and little nipples. When I pushed my hips back I was still shooting, gushes, one after another of big ropy wads shooting from my rock hard cock. I positioned my cock to shoot the remainder of my cum on his softening little boy cock and balls. Watching my cum cover them and run down his legs soaking his stockings.

One more blast shot out on his thigh making a large wet spot on his stockings. He didn’t move as I came, only smiled and whimpered, seeming to enjoy being covered in his dad’s seed. I sat back breathing hard and looking at my sweet son covered in my load. He smiled back at me before running his thumb through my load on his little cock and putting that thumb in his mouth. He knew what daddy liked to see.

THE END OF CHAPTER ONE