[Disclaimer]
This is an original story and a complete work of fiction.
All names and descriptions were chosen completely at random.
Any resemblance to any actual people or events are purely coincidental.
Author’s Note: For those of you familiar with my work, this story contains many of the themes that you’re familiar with but also breaks away from the norm in one major respect. This is my first story with Male/Male action as an experiment to see how well I can carry it off. Just want to warn those of you expecting nothing but Female/Male or Female/Female like I typically do, those things are included in the story but they won’t be the main focus. Hope you enjoy the story nonetheless.
A Father’s Duty
Chapter 1
I couldn’t help but let out a big sigh as I pulled into the driveway. It wasn’t because I’d just finished a long and difficult day at work (I did) or the knowledge that my wife Clair was going to prepare her “famous” meatloaf tonight or even the fact that my daughter Susan’s car was noticeably missing from the driveway, indicating that she was off galivanting with her friends again. It was the presence of my son Luke’s car in the driveway that frustrated me.
“He shouldn’t be home right now! Don’t tell me he got fired from another job,” I moaned.
To this day I still can’t understand my son. He was such a sweet and loving child when he was little but once he hit puberty it was like some little devil woke up inside him. Since then we’ve had to pull him out of two different schools over reports of him acting out and groping every pretty girl in sight. How he managed to finish high school at all is a mystery to me. And college? Forget it. He refuses to go near the community colleges and I’m not wasting money on tuition only for him to get kicked out for sexual harassment.
Luke’s only option has been to get a job and I get exhausted just thinking what an odyssey that’s been. He barely does any of the house chores we tell him to do so getting him to follow orders from anyone else has been literally impossible. I’ve lost count of the fights we’ve had over this, almost coming to blows a couple of times. I’ve never even given my kids a spanking when they were little but I was sorely tempted to do so now to slap some sense into this entitled little bastard. He keeps acting like the world belongs to him and that everyone should cater to his every whim. I’ve no idea where he got this attitude from…
But no more.
As I got out of my car and approached my front door, I made up my mind. Clair and I have been talking about a last resort plan for weeks now. She’s been opposed to it but if I cross this threshold and learn that Luke is unemployed again, it’ll be time. Time for military school. I’ve talked to an old buddy of mine from the army who works at an academy that specializes in whipping brats like my son into shape. He’s promised he can get Luke in if it comes to that.
As I unlocked my front door I found myself mumbling, “That little shit is going to learn to respect me.” I fantasized about Luke transforming from the disheveled slob he is now into a clean-cut soldier who’ll stand at attention and salute me out of respect.
“Thank you, Father,” he’ll say to me. “I’m sorry for all those years of fighting and being a self-obsessed, narcissistic brat. You did the right thing sending me away. From this day forth I’ll be the respectful man you always hoped I’d be.”
Well…a guy can dream, right?
I opened the door and surprisingly, Luke was standing there waiting for me with the biggest shit-eating grin I’ve ever seen on his face. He wasn’t wearing his work uniform so he likely hadn’t been to work at all. I took off my coat and dropped my briefcase, ready to rip into him again and tell him exactly where he’ll be going…
But then a revelation hit me. Or rather a remembrance as I recalled something vitally important…
A Father’s Duty is to obey his son.
I don’t know why that suddenly popped into my head. I mean, I’ve known it all my life. At least I think I did. That bright light my son Luke shined in my face from his phone must’ve reminded me of it. Instantly my rage faded and I had trouble remembering why I was mad at him to begin with.
Luke was grinning like a Cheshire cat after he flashed the light at me, though I don’t know why. Probably because I was standing there like an idiot, my head feeling a little fuzzy after that flash. At any rate, now that I’m home it’s time for me to fulfill my duty as a Father and that’s to obey my son blindly and without question. His first order this evening was to take off all my clothes. I did so, of course, removing my suit and tie until I was standing naked in the living room. It felt like a strange thing to do in front of my son but I didn’t have time to dwell on it as Luke ordered me to follow him into the kitchen.
“Coming, son,” I responded and started to follow. We didn’t get far before Luke spun around and snapped at me, “You’ll address me as ‘Sir’! Got it?!”
“Yes, Sir,” I replied immediately. How stupid of me. It was so disrespectful to refer to my son as anything else.
We continued into the kitchen where Clair, my wife and Luke’s mother, was waiting…totally naked except for a pair of high heels and looking at us sheepishly. Again, I was confused.
“Clair, what are you—” I started to say but before I could finish, Luke held his phone up in front of my face and there was another flash of light…
A Father’s Duty is to let his family walk around naked whenever they want.
I quickly closed my mouth before I made a complete fool of myself, instead taking in the beautiful sight of my wife’s body which was just as glorious as the day I met her, despite having two children with me. So fixated on her that I didn’t notice Luke taking his clothes off as well. When he finished, he stood next to his mother and smiled at me.
“Mom’s pretty hot, isn’t she?” he said smugly. “I’ve wanted to squeeze her tits ever since puberty.”
This made Clair and I both red, her with embarrassment and me with anger.
“All due respect, Sir,” I began to say angrily, “But I don’t think it’s appropriate for a son to talk that way about his mother.”
Surprisingly, Luke’s grin widened. “So, you’d take issue with me fondling Mom right here and now…or even bending her over the table and fucking her in her MILF pussy?”
I know it’s a father’s duty to obey his son but Luke was REALLY pushing the limit right now. Just as I was about to raise my voice and yell at him there was another bright flash from his phone.
A Father’s Duty is to let his son do whatever he wants to his family.
My anger subsided and I closed my mouth. It was stupid of me to feel angry at all. It’s a father’s duty and a son’s right to do whatever he pleases with his mother, including fondling her and…having sex with her.
“No…I wouldn’t have any problem with that. It’s your right, after all,” I admitted. Luke’s smile almost broke his face as he put down his phone and promptly fondled Clair’s tits. Clair moaned but didn’t say anything as he wrapped his hands around her mounds and squeezed them, clearly aroused by his touch. She always moaned like that when I fondled her so I wasn’t surprised. As Luke slid his hand down his mother’s stomach to touch her pussy, he paused to look at me, his eyes settling on my cock. It was…pretty limp. Normally I had no problem getting hard while seeing my wife’s naked body, especially when wearing those heels she bought for our last anniversary, but seeing another man have his way with her didn’t do much for my libido, especially when that man was our own son…
“Almost forgot…” Luke mumbled before grabbing his phone and unleashing another flash of light…
A Father’s Duty is to become incredibly aroused whenever he sees his family naked or having sex, especially his son.
I had to blink a few times to clear the spots from my eyes and when I saw look, he was facing his mother and kissing her…and she was kissing him. They were going at it like lovers instead of mother and son, Clair wrapping her arms around his neck and sticking her tongue down his throat, her beautiful tits smushed against his chest and even lifting up one leg in her excitement. Her leg wasn’t the only thing going up. As soon as my mind processed what I was seeing my cock practically went shooting across the room as I got the biggest erection I’d ever had in my life.
Clair…my wife…was making out with Luke…my son…as his hands went sliding down her sides and squeezing her ass. She in turn squeezed his ass, moaning from how firm they were. Luke always was very fit and handsome. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what was making me harder. My naked wife, my naked son or the two of them together. I couldn’t take it anymore! I raised my hand to begin stroking my cock at this erotic sight…
“Hey now!” I froze as Luke broke the kiss with his mother and glared at me, staring at my hand as it was an inch from my cock. “None of that,” he said. “You’re not allowed to jerk off or even cum without my permission. Got that?!”
My face fell…and I nodded.
“Yes, Sir…” I said dejectedly.
I lowered my hand and resigned myself to watching as Luke ordered Clair onto the table with her legs spread. Clair obeyed and watched Luke touch his cock against her pussy with a longing I’d never seen even when she looked at me. Luke shot me one last look before sticking his cock inside her.
Clair looked like she was going to have an orgasm on the spot. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she stifled a scream as Luke went as deep inside her as he could go. She was so aroused by this! Probably as much as I was! I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as I watched my son thrust his hips, sending his cock in and out of my wife’s wet pussy while my own painfully hard cock twitched non-stop, begging for someone to stroke it but receiving no relief. I held my hands behind my back to resist the temptation to masturbate and cum all over my wife and son fucking like rabbits. It was almost too much to bear! This was all so erotic! My beautiful wife, her brains being fucked out by my manly son. Was he always this handsome? I guess I’ve been so focused on his failing academic career and string of dead-end jobs to pay much attention to how he looked…
Suddenly I jumped a little when I heard the back door open and slam shut as my daughter Susan shuffled inside after coming home from who-knows-where. She was home early! Susan has always been Luke’s opposite in many respects. Unlike him, she studied hard in school and graduated with good grades but lately she’s been a very moody teen after being rejected from her college of choice. Unlike Luke, she immediately got a job as she contemplated her next step in life, though she’s never been able to shake the little gray cloud hovering over her. She often slipped in through the back door after coming home from work or her friends, not look at or talk to anybody and quietly slip upstairs to her room to change. Luke and Clair were so engrossed in their sex that they didn’t notice her. I did, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about my nudity and erection as she shuffled to the stairwell. She almost made it, completely oblivious to what was happening until a loud squeal from Clair made her pause and look up…right at me.
There was a long, awkward silence, broken only by the slapping of groins from my wife and son as my daughter looked me up and down, eyes widening in shock, before darting back and forth between me and the other members of her family having sex.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” she finally screamed.
Luke and Clair were finally alerted to Susan’s presence. There was another silence as everything came to a halt, no one knowing what to say or do until Luke shouted at me, “GRAB HER!”
“Yes sir!”
I immediately tackled a very confused Susan and pinned her to the floor.
“Cover her mouth!” Luke barked.
“Dad, what are you—hmmph-hur!” Susan tried to say before I put my hand over her mouth. She struggled to escape but I kept a firm grip as Luke loomed over her and held his phone up in front of her face. I couldn’t see what he was showing her but there were several bright flashes that immediately made her calm down. While she was in a daze, Luke ordered me to let her go and Susan sat up.
“Well! Things are moving faster than I planned…” Luke declared with a sigh, fiddling with his phone. “Guess I better move on to the next phase before something else happens. Susan, take off your clothes. I want everyone to line up in front of the table here. There are some important things we have to discuss.”
“Yes, sir,” we all said in unison, even Susan. She removed her clothes and stood to my left as Clair stood to my right, the three of us waiting in a line while Luke pulled up a chair and sat down. He looked at us all for a moment, a growing smirk on his face as his cock, still glistening from his mother’s love juices, twitched and hardened at the sight of us.
“Things are pretty strange tonight, aren’t they?” he finally asked, holding back a laugh. Clair, Susan and I exchanged confused glances, not sure what he was talking about.
“What do you mean, sir?” I asked. Luke shook his head, still smirking.
“So potent. You lot can’t even grasp it,” he mumbled before speaking up. “Doesn’t this evening feel strange to you compared to, say, the rest of this week? The last month? Year even?”
“I…think this is the first time we’ve had sex…” Clair admitted, visibly struggling to grasp the point Luke was getting at. “And I suppose…we’ve never been naked like this together before. Though I don’t know why…”
“Well…don’t dwell on it,” Luke eventually said, much to my relief. I was trying to think too and it was a relief that I didn’t have to dwell on it anymore. “At any rate, things are going to be very different starting today. Better cancel all appointments and call in sick because we’ve got a lot of work ahead of us, starting with the building of my harem!”
“The building of your what?!” Susan exclaimed and subsequently rolled her eyes.
“Really, sweetie? A harem?” Clair chimed in. “You know I hate to see you disappointed but you have to know that a harem is totally unrealistic, even in the most ideal circumstances. Your sister and I will happily spread our legs for you at any time but a harem? Honestly, I wouldn’t set your sights so high…”
Luke seemed undeterred by their skepticism. Instead he brushed it off and said, “Go get your phones and bring them to me. I have to install some stuff on them…”
We did as commanded and waited 15 minutes for him to finish installing something on all of them from his own phone. When finished he gave them all back to us and ordered us to sit at the kitchen table. After I sat down I looked over my phone to see what he had done. All the apps I had were gone and replaced by a bunch of strange ones with a blank icon. There were apps labeled Recruit, Freeze, Cops, Intro and a few others. Once we were all seated, Luke stood off to the side and ordered us to stare at our phones and activate the Intro app. Though I still wasn’t sure what he was getting at, I obeyed and pressed the icon.
My head got a little…fuzzy after that. I remember the screen going white and there were a lot of bright flashes from my phone. I remember telling myself not to blink out of fear I’d miss a single one, for some reason. Don’t remember anything ever appearing on my phone screen amidst all the flashes. Instead I found myself going over in my head the full list of my duties as a father…
A Father’s Duty is to obey his son.
A Father’s Duty is to let his family walk around naked whenever they want.
A Father’s Duty is to let his son do whatever he wants to his family.
A Father’s Duty is to become incredibly aroused whenever he sees his family naked or having sex, especially his son.
A Father’s Duty is to worship and obey his son like a sexual god.
A Father’s Duty is to never touch a woman without his son’s permission.
A Father’s Duty is to be his son’s slave and call him Master.
A Father’s Duty is to become unbearably horny when obeying or being humiliated by his son.
A Father’s Duty is to always think about his son having sex and obeying him.
A Father’s Duty is to NEVER masturbate or cum without his son’s permission.
A Father’s Duty is to help his son have sex with whoever he wants.
A Father’s Duty is to inform his son whenever anyone tries to convince him he’s wrong about his fatherly duties.
A Father’s Duty is to immediately help his son whenever he appears to be in trouble.
When the flashing finally stopped and the app closed, I sat there for a while as my brain processed everything. My Fatherly Duties…all of them…were utterly sacred. Yes…I am a father. A father must obey his son. Worship his son. Because he’s…
I finally looked up when I heard load moaning and slurping. Though I was still sitting at the table, Clair and Susan had gotten up and were now kneeling at Luke’s feet, together running their tongues up and down his long hard cock while looking up at him with expressions of pure admiration and worship. As they should.
Yes…
My wife and daughter should worship my son. We must all worship him. He’s a living embodiment of manliness and virility, his cock a throbbing symbol of perfection. Compared to us, he was a sexual god. And gods must be worshipped and obeyed as our lord and master…
Like on auto-pilot, I got up and quickly kneeled before Master Luke like the dutiful servant I was, my cock twitching uncontrollably as I silently watched my fellow slaves service his beautiful member. I was so jealous of them to have the honor of pleasuring Master Luke, desperately wanting to at least jerk off to show my own admiration. But a Father must NEVER masturbate without permission. All I could do was quietly wait for Master Luke to acknowledge me and grant permission. Unfortunately, he decided to ignore me and instead focus on my wife and daughter…
“So about my harem…” he said smugly.
“A harem! Master must have a harem,” Clair declared between moans.
“A harem…to worship Master’s cock…” Susan said dreamily while kissing Luke’s member. “More woman…must worship this cock…”
“You know, Susan, I’ve been eyeing a lot of your friends for a while,” Master Luke revealed, smiling at his sister. “Some of them are so fucking hot I just want to pin them down and fuck their cunts all day and night. Like your friend Lisa. She’s got to have some of the biggest tits this side of town! You know I asked her out once? She turned me down flat, saying she had to study for an exam or some shit. What’s she studying to be again? A doctor? A lawyer? Eh, who cares? Susan, you’re going to help me turn her into a cock-crazy bimbo who can’t think of anything except being fucked by me. Just like you are now! You want me to make all your friends just like you, right?”
“Yes, Master! Nothing would make me happier!” she panted in reply. “All my friends must worship you! Nothing else matters but your cock!”
Her words greatly pleased Master Luke.
“Same goes with you, Mom, and that book club of yours! Lot of hot MILFs in there that need a taste of my meatstick. You’re gonna help me make them my slaves.”
“Oh yes, Master! All MILFs must worship you…serve you…like me…” Clair was visibly excited at the thought of turning all her friends into Master Luke’s sexual slaves. She and Susan put their excitement to good use, taking turns sucking his cock and sucking on his balls.
Then Master Luke turned his attention to me…
“Dad…” he started, his voice dripping with disdain. It wasn’t surprising, given how rocky our relationship has been the past few years. I tensed up, anxiously awaiting what he may say to me.
“No…I’m not going to call you ‘Dad’ anymore,” he declared. “You may be my father but you’re my slave first and foremost. You need a more fitting title. From now on…I’m going to call you…Sissy Ball-Sack!”
Clair and Susan choked back laughter at this declaration. Me, my face burned with embarrassment…and my cock twitched even harder at the shame. Luke pointed at me.
“Your name is now Sissy Ball-Sack! Say it, slave!”
“Yes, Master Luke! My name is Sissy Ball-Sack and I live to serve you and your manly cock! What can I do to serve you tonight?” Master Luke smiled so giddily at my words that he actually climaxed, sending a load right into Clair’s mouth. While Clair savored it and Susan greedily cleaned his cock, hoping for a taste, Master Luke gave me my orders for the evening.
“First off, there are a bunch of boxes in the trunk of my car. Transfer them to yours. When you’re finished, I have six close friends. You know where they all live. I want you to immediately drive to each of their places to bring them here. Look on your phone and there will be two apps labeled Recruit 1 and Standby. I want you to use Recruit 1 on my friends and use Standby on their families and anyone else they might have over. They should all be sitting down for dinner about this time. Use the app and drop off one of the boxes before picking up the next person. I want them back here in an hour. Is that understood?”
I was disappointed that I’d have to leave Master Luke’s glorious presence but I was honored to serve him nonetheless.
“Yes, Master Luke. I’ll get dressed and retrieve them right away.”
I got up and moved into the living room to pick up the clothes I’d left there…
“Oh, you’ll get dressed all right! But you won’t be wearing those clothes,” Luke interrupted with an evil smile. “I’ve left the outfit you’re going to wear on your bed upstairs. Put it on and let me see you in it before you go!”
“Yes, Master Luke,” I answered with a bow and quickly retreated upstairs. Sure enough, in my bedroom there was a shoebox sitting there waiting for me. Just a shoebox? What was he having me wear that would fit in something so small…?
I opened the box and my jaw dropped as my cock became so erect that it hurt.
“Master…wants me to wear THIS?!” I exclaimed. Well…I had no choice. As humiliating as it was, Master Luke commanded I wear it. So I did…
I hobbled down the steps and stood in the kitchen where Luke, Clair and Susan were all patiently waiting to see my new wardrobe. The reason I hobbled down the steps was because I’ve never worn high heels before. Or bright pink stockings. Or a bikini thong so small that it rode up my ass and did nothing to hide my cock and balls. As I stood before my family in my new outfit, I quietly acknowledged that I’d truly earned my new name.
Master Luke laughed with Clair and Susan quickly following suit. My face burned from the shame and humiliation of wearing something like this in front of my family, once again making my cock painfully hard. Did I always get off on being humiliated like this? I couldn’t recall. Anyway, it took all my willpower to remember my fatherly duties and not start masturbating, no matter how much I wanted to. I wonder if…
“Master Luke? Before I leave…can I pleasure myself? My balls feel ready to explode!”
To my surprise, Master Luke immediately stopped laughing and gave me a cold glare that sent a chill down my spine.
“No!” he barked. “Go finish your task first! Then when you get back…maybe I’ll let you jerk off! Now go! And while you’re gone, think about the fact that I’ll be fucking the brains out of your wife and daughter.”
He squeezed Clair and Susan’s asses, making them both giggle like little girls and swoon at the thought of having sex with him. I was terribly disappointed that I couldn’t get any relief but…orders were orders. And I had to obey.