Only the Beginning | By : slashfiend Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > AFI Views: 1594 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Only the Beginning
Author: slashfiend
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Davey and Paul watch a movie together.
Warnings: Incest, underage, and slight dubious consent.
“Hey dad, ready for movie night?!” Davey bounded through the living room and looked into the kitchen where his dad stood at the microwave making popcorn.
His dad laughed at the sight of his 13 year old son so excited over the time they spent together in the form of a Saturday night movie night. “What movie do you have picked out?” His dad asked, already knowing the answer.
“Lost Boys, duh!” Davey replied, trying his best to look stuck up before breaking down into giggles. Paul shook his head at his son’s antics as he poured the popcorn into a bowl.
Paul walked into their living room and set the bowl down on the coffee table as Davey put the movie in.
Davey jumped onto the couch as his dad sat down, and wrapped his arms around him tightly before letting go and settling down to watch the movie. Davey leaned his head on his dad’s shoulder and reached over to get a handful of popcorn.
Paul thought about how his son had grown. He wasn’t that little boy who insisted his daddy hold his hand anymore. Granted he was still growing, but Paul didn’t think it was possible for Davey to get anymore beautiful. And that’s exactly what Davey was. His face wasn’t round or oval, like boys his age. No, his face was long and his chin already had a small cleft, that in itself making him look years older than he was. His jaw was wide, and along with his high cheekbones, it gave Davey an almost elvish appearance. Davey’s hair was short and spiked, but he had been talking about wanting to grow it out, at least some of it. Paul suppressed a shiver of pleasure as he pictured his already gorgeous son with long flowing hair.
Snapping out of his reverie, Paul looked at the TV, noticing that the movie had been over for a while and all that showed on the screen was the gray static. He went to grab the remote and switch the TV off, when he finally noticed just how close Davey was.
Davey had his left arm wrapped around Paul’s stomach, and his head was buried in Paul’s shoulder. Paul couldn’t help the smile that came to his lips at how young and helpless his son looked.
The small smile turned into a smirk as he brought his arm that wasn’t being used as a pillow up to trace his son’s lips lightly.
Davey’s eyes fluttered open and he let out a big yawn, causing Paul to move his hand down to Davey’s neck. Davey let out a small groan and smiled up at his dad. Paul smiled back, but didn’t take his hand off Davey’s neck, instead running it lightly up and down. Davey shivered and looked at his dad with curiosity. Paul just kept that same smug smile on his face.
Paul looked at the angelic face of his boy. He ran his hand from Davey’s neck to his collarbone, lightly stroking the soft skin there.
“Ummm…Dad? What are you doi-“
Paul put two of his fingers against Davey’s mouth to quiet him. Paul traced Davey’s soft lips and pressed a bit harder, trying to get Davey to open up for him. He saw the confused and slightly frightened look on his son’s face, and smiled gently, making a small hushing noise. He could feel Davey relax as Paul took him further into his arms, turning Davey so that he was against his chest. He placed one of his legs between Davey and the couch, and let the other bend so that his foot was touching the floor. He wrapped both arms around Davey, his hands going under Davey’s arms to rest on his stomach. Paul nuzzled his face into the crook of Davey’s neck, breathing in the sent of his beautiful boy. He couldn’t resist. Starting at the skin just above the collar of Davey’s shirt, he began placing soft kisses over the long expanse of skin in front of him. He could feel Davey tense and start to turn and pull away from his grasp, so he tightened his hold and nipped harshly at Davey’s neck. He felt more than heard the small yelp in response. He could feel Davey begin to relax against him again, but he knew it was only due to the tight hold. He grinned against Davey’s neck and began running his hands across Davey’s chest.
Reaching down, he pulled Davey’s shirt up, exposing the pale skin around his naval. He ran one of his hands across the small indent and paused to dip his finger into the tiny orifice. Davey made a small noise in the back of his throat. Paul restarted his trek up his son’s neck, giving a low chuckle when Davey unconsciously bent his head to allow his father more room. He could almost feel Davey’s blush. Paul’s hand made it down to the top of Davey’s pants, and he toyed with the button before finally unsnapping it. Davey whimpered, but Paul wasn’t sure if it was because he was scared or aroused. Maybe both. Paul didn’t care. He knew his son would like this soon enough.
Paul took hold of the small zipper and tugged it down, not stopping on his assault on Davey’s neck. Paul moaned softly as he noticed his son was hard. He reached into Davey’s pants and underwear and wrapped his hand around Davey’s now obvious arousal. Davey gasped and arched his back, having been taken by surprise. Paul pumped Davey’s cock a few times, running his thumb over the head. He smeared the pre cum around before moving his hand lower, starting to stroke Davey’s balls.
Davey thrust his hips into his father’s hand, whimpering for more. Paul smiled again before using his free hand to tilt Davey’s head to the side. Davey’s eyes where closed and his mouth was open, taking in panting breaths. Paul kissed Davey’s cheek, his son’s eyes shooting open at the contact. Davey blushed and started to look away, but Paul kept his head still with his hand. Drawing his hand up and down Davey’s length, Paul crushed his lips to his sons’. He groaned deep in his throat and Davey whimpered, beginning to piston his hips in the age-old rhythm.
Paul used his tongue to ease Davey’s lips open, his tongue darting in to stroke along Davey’s own. He felt Davey tense up, his back arching, before wet warmth covered his hand.
Paul kissed his son gently as Davey came down from his euphoric high. Davey’s eyes where heavily lidded, and he gave a loud sigh as his father withdrew his hand from Davey’s pants. Paul wiped his hand on Davey’s already soiled trousers and re-wrapped both his arms around his young son as Davey began to dose.
This was only the beginning, Paul thought with a smirk. Only the beginning.
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