Smut Box

I\'m on a yaoi kick, lately, so dudes, sit tight. There\'s a girl in the later part of this, so scroll down there if you want to. There\'ll be some stuff for you here in time. In the meantime, here\'s the incest part of the Smut Box. It\'s not my favorite, but hey, whatever.

The names in this one are stupid because I want them to be.

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Takashi had never really minded his father\'s affection, the too tight hugs, the big smile, pat on the knee. It might have unnerved other boys, even at twenty, but for Takashi it was just Dad. He had always known something was up, but nothing had ever happened.



Honestly, he didn\'t even know if it would have bothered him. At forty-seven, his father was a thin, well kept, grey haired man with laugh-lines. He had the glint of youth in his green eyes, and he showed no signs of slowing down as he approached fifty.



Takashi himself had inherited these good looks, except that he had gotten his late mother\'s red hair and quiet manner, as had his sister, Tara.



Takashi was home for the first time since starting college. He was nervous, he didn\'t think he had done well on the end-of-term exams. He sat at the kitchen table, sipping his coffee and holding the newspaper in front of him.



Takashi heard his father moving around in the hall, grunting softly as he stretched and his joints creaked.



"Morning, Dad."



"Morning, hon."



His dad, Akihiro, came over and kissed his forehead, before getting a cup of coffee for himself.



Akihiro sat down and took one of the parts of the paper Takashi hadn\'t grabbed. He read for a while, finished his coffee, then looked at his son.



"You okay, Takashi?"



"Yeah."



"You look sick, come over here."



Takashi got up and moved over to the other end of the table, where his father sat.



"I\'m kinda nervous, that\'s all. Exams, y\'know?"



Akihiro hummed and gestured for Takashi to lean down so he could feel his forehead.



"You feel a little warm, though." Akihiro leaned in, looking carefully at Takashi\'s eyes. Takashi held still, knowing the drill. His father hadn\'t done this since he was in high school, but his amateur knowledge of medicine made him a better authority on illness that Takashi was. "But, maybe it is just nerves."



Takashi felt his father\'s hand on his shoulder, and assumed Akihiro was going to use him as a crutch to get up. So, he was very surprised when Akihiro closed the distance between them by giving him a long kiss.



Takashi started to pull away, but Akihiro\'s hand held him close while he leaned in for another kiss. Takashi struggled to push his father away, only to realize that the older man had grabbed both of his hands. Akihiro took hold of the back of his son\'s head and pulled away.



Takashi didn\'t know what to say. He was scared and confused by the feelings his father had brought to light. In both of them.



Akihiro let his son go after a moment of watching him. Takashi couldn\'t move. He still felt his father\'s lips on his, and he kind of liked the feeling. Sheepishly, he leaned in again and opened his mouth just a bit. Akihiro took the hint and kissed him again, longer this time. He licked Takashi\'s lips, his teeth, and then moved inside. Takashi\'s own tongue greeted his father\'s, poking and tasting some of the coffee that lingered there. Takashi moved closer, held his father\'s shoulders as they continued to kiss. he had closed his eyes, wanting to enjoy only the feeling of their tongues and lips. Akihiro was not so purist.



He reached out and felt his son\'s bare chest, swiping the pad of his thumb of Takashi\'s nipple. Takashi groaned softly and pulled away. They looked at each other. Akihiro stood, holding Takashi\'s eyes. He took his son\'s hand and walked him to his bedroom, calm as ever.



Takashi started to panic, realizing what he had gotten himself into. He started babbling, saying any words that came to mind that might make this stop. He tried to ignore the stiffness that was growing between his legs. Akihiro was unaffected by his words, and pushed him into the bedroom. He closed the door and pulled Takashi into another kiss before he could protest more.



Takashi started to lose it again, enjoying his father\'s slow, deep kisses. He felt the bed press against his back and slip under him. Akihiro started to tease his nipples again, pinching them softly. Takashi reached down into his pajama pants and grabbed his dick. With one hand he rubbed himself, while the other held onto his father shoulder. Takashi kissed more desperate as his masturbating grew to its climax. He pushed against his father, inviting the older man to touch him. Akihiro broke the kiss and took Takashi\'s hand out of his pants. Takashi started to complained, but Akihiro pulled down his son\'s pants and took his throbbing member into his mouth.



Takashi leaned back and moaned as his father sucked on him. he was so close to coming he didn\'t even want to say it, for fear it should happen. Akihiro slid his tongue up and down Takashi, his hands pumping at what his mouth couldn\'t reacher. Takashi sat up and thrust more of himself into his father\'s mouth, keeping to the rhythm of his hands. He could feel himself about to slip now, he curled his hand in Akihiro\'s thick hair, pushing harder and harder. His body shook like it never had before and he unloaded with a scream of delight.



Takashi felt back against the bed, purring with pleasure as he slowly came down. Akihiro leaned back as well, swallowing and breathing easy for a moment. He moved over behind his son, easing his own dick out of his pants, and pulled Takashi into his arms. Takashi felt his father\'s erection rub against his back, and rolled onto his stomach. Akihiro sat up on his knees and positioned himself at Takashi\'s opening, when the bedroom door opened.



Tara, Takashi\'s younger sister, poked her head into the room and said,



"Aw, Dad! Why didn\'t you tell me?"



"I wanted Takashi and I to have our first time alone, Tara."



Takashi was lost for words.



"Well, I\'ll leave you two to it, then."



"No, honey, you can join us if you like."



"You don\'t mind, Takashi?"



Before he could find the words to answer, Akihiro pushed inside, and Takashi could only moan. Akihiro started thrusting as soon as he was in, and Takashii forgot the brief conversation as he gave way to the pleasure. He pushed against his father, falling into the older man\'s rhythm. Tara, unbeknown to her brother, slipped one hand under him and started to tease his member. Takashi groaned and reached out for his sister. With one smooth motion he pulled her under him, pounding into her.



"Jesus, Taka!" She hissed as he played with her tits. He moved at his father\'s rhythm, thrusting into her tight pussy as Akihiro pushed him towards another climax.



Akihiro came first, hard into Takashi. He leaned back, out of his son and watched as his children fucked. Tara folded her long legs around Takashi\'s back, pushing against him as they kissed. Takashi\'s thrusts grew faster and faster, his back shivering as he neared a climax. Tara was red in the face, sweating under her brother. She howled as she came, her come meeting her brother\'s. She flattened against the bed, her brother sitting back on his haunches.



"One big happy family." Akihiro observed. They all laughed.