This story contains the theme incest,you have been warned.

~ Chapter 1 ~

Secrets.

Everyone got secrets. Some are small and don't really make a difference while others are big and could hurt in many ways. Grimmjow got secrets like everyone else. Big secrets. He has a crush but not over a girl in his age, no the person he has fallen for is much older and it isn't even a girl. He tried girls, but it wasn't what his dick wanted. He had even slept with the big breasted sensual kind - enough to milk any man dry with a simple titty fuck. His crush was on someone he saw every day, someone he'd known for years.

"Ah, Otosan…more please."

"Since you asked so kindly."

Grimmjow moaned higher as his prostate was brutally impaled with every thrust. It almost made him see stars. He was bent over a stack of boxes back in the small warehouse behind the front desk of a book store. A hand grabbed his blue hair roughly and the cock buried in his ass tried to go even further inside, if that even was possible. Grunts where exhaled behind him and the romp in the back where reaching its end. Hot seed filled him up and the feeling shot him over the edge too. The cock pulled out slowly forcing out a whine from Grimmjow at the loss. He rested his sweaty fore head against the boxes while trying to calm his breathing and gather strength to get up. On shaky legs he pulled up his pants and could feel how the jizz ran down his cleft, it didn't matter as they already had closed the store for the day.

Arms embraced him from behind and a set of lips attached themselves at his throat. Always so territorial. Grimmjow thought as the man behind him sucked on his neck. It would leave a big enough bruise easily seen by everyone. "I'll see you tomorrow. Wear those tight black jeans of yours."

Grimmjow jumped into his old car. It was a piece of junk but it took him to places and he'd pay for it all by himself. It was the proudest moment of his life after getting his license; his life hadn't been the same since he had been able to drive by himself. The only part he was missing was the leather smell in his father's car mixed with his cologne and the man's calm collective driving. He had always been awed by the man's skill. The familiar black BMW sat on the drive way, when he arrived home. Grimmjow parked next to it before going inside. It was Saturday after all and his parents where home from work like every other adult.

"I'm home!" Grimmjow called out as he walked inside. His mother came to greet him with a dish towel in her hands.

"Hi honey, are you hungry?"

"Starving."

"The food is almost ready." She said happily.

"Great, I'm gonna shower before dinner." He said and dodged her attempt to hug him, he didn't want her to smell the tell tale of sweat and sex clinging onto his body.

Their house was at one level with a large garden and a swimming pool. His father had gotten it built on a plot of land he had inherited. It was supposed to be sold off, but his wife had fallen in love as much as he had with the building. The only thing Grimmjow had an objection to was the one bathroom, though being the only kid it hadn't been as problematic as he had believed that it would be. He sauntered in the hallways towards the bathroom. When he passed by the study, he noticed that the door was ajar, making him look inside. There his father, Sosuke Aizen, sat and graded homework while listening to classical music. Grimmjow moved on and closed the bathroom door. His clothes were dropped and seconds later he stood under the scalding hot spray of water.

Now you all are thinking, weren't it your dad back there at the book store? No. It had been the owner, his beneficial friend. Both had needs that they were willing to compromise on. Grimmjow wanting his Otosan and the store owner wanting a son in the same way. The man weren't an old geezer mind you, he was about forty five years old, tall, muscles in the right places and very masculine, just like Grimmjow preferred. He was rough at times, but it didn't bother Grimmjow. He took it as some sort of small punishment for having these thoughts about his own…father. Sosuke wasn't his father per say, his mother had remarried after his biological dad had left them. Grimmjow was only an infant when it happened and the only memory of a father he had was of Sosuke. He'd always adored the man and it had grown in to something more over the years. A one sided crush.

Grimmjow made sure that he washed properly to get rid of any evidence that might be hidden. The hickey wasn't much to do about; his parents always believed that he got them from his imaginary girlfriend. As if a chick could suck on a neck that hard, at least he had been spared of a set of teeth. The situation was a bit complicated though it worked; he got an outlet for his sexual fantasies while still having an intact family. On weekdays he saw his father almost every day in school. He had gotten the privilege to have him as his own teacher in math, a subject that wasn't his strongest forte. He got to stare at his crush for hours and private tutoring at home when he required it. His brain always got input to fuel his wet dreams that were for sure.

His parents were already at the dinner table when he came out from the shower. On the table was a stunning looking meal, candle lit with wine. Their Saturday dinners always contained something extra to give the plain weeks a fancier touch. Sometimes they ate at a restaurant, usually the same week they got their salary. They ate the food and small talked about everything and nothing. Sosuke complained over his ridiculous work load that had forced him to work on his free time. Then his mom had questioned his hickey and how he always found the time to meet his girlfriend between school and work. He answered that for love there is always time and winked. It all spiraled out to his mother, once again, telling how she and his father had met and how smitten she had been. Grimmjow had as a kid always loved their love story, now he hated it because he selfishly wished that it was his story and not his mothers. He hated himself for wishing his mom out of the picture. He loved her to death, but his feelings just couldn't let go of her husband, his father.

Counseling was something that he tried first, when he realized that he couldn't sleep with women. It had served as a confirmation on that he wasn't odd. He never mentioned the love he had for his father other than describing his attraction to some dude in his class. Talking about it had been nice, although it didn't take of the edgy feeling he always carried. He'd browsed the web for answers when he stumbled on an escort service that he tried. It didn't work out the way he expected and the men escorting was just too young. He wanted someone older. Story short, he later found the store owner to act as his 'otosan' and got a job to boot.

The following day the black skinny jeans were worn as ordered. The store was full of people as it often was the hours before lunch. They had gotten a new shipment of books as well earlier in the week that hadn't been put out on the shelves yet either. Grimmjow was just doing that while he tried to not remember how he had been fucked against them last afternoon.

A group of girls giggled, making him look up and they blushed, giggled some more and ran off. Sigh, always some stupid chick that was drooling behind his back. It also fueled the store owner's jealousy if he caught them ogling his ass out. Most of the midmorning went to unpack all the books. He hadn't been at the cashier at all and all the walking around and putting up books had tired his feet out. Finally done with the hated chore, he returned to the front of the store after getting rid of the empty boxes. His boss stood there looking out in the store for any potential shoplifters. Grimmjow knew that he had been checking him out all day.

"I have lunch for you later." The store owner whispered in his ear and promisingly squeezed his ass. Grimmjow held his face and when a customer walked up to them, the hand moved away and the man disappeared to do something else.

Being a small store, they always were forced to close it for an hour to take lunch. Grimmjow turned the open sign and changed it to the 'closed for lunch' one. He moved aside the curtain covering the door way to the warehouse. Another door inside led to the sparsely decorated lunch room. Two chairs, a table, a sink and a microwave was all there was to it. A toilet could be found in there as well. The store owner sat on one of the chairs, turned against the door way clearly waiting for him. Grimmjow instantly saw the great bulge in the man's jeans.

"'tosan brought you lunch, but you will have to come and get it yourself." He said and unzipped his pants.

Grimmjow got down on his knees and took out his 'lunch meat'. The flesh was warm and hard at the touch, almost throbbing in his hand. He kissed the engorged head first before moving down to the ball sack to trace the vein on the underside of the shaft with his tongue. He then let it trace over the sensitive head and got a hiss of pleasure as reward. It encouraged him to take it into his mouth. A steady rhythm was held while he bobbed his head up and down at the favored speed that he had come to learn the other preferred. He let go of the dick with a popping sound and moved down to the balls again to take them in to his mouth and suck on them, one by one. A hand fisted his hair to pull him up again, his Otosan impatient with not getting any attention to his manhood. Moments later he fought his gag reflex as the cock was slammed down his throat. The man bucked into his mouth, fucking it like he would have done with another body part of his. Saliva dripped from the corners where Grimmjow couldn't keep it tight enough.

"You like that don't you?"

An answer wasn't given but Grimmjow made sure to look deep into the others eyes while he blew him. The cock was pulled out to enable him to breathe for a few seconds. The wet head danced sloppily back and forth on his lips and then slapped his cheeks. It soon went back into his hot mouth but stilled hinting that Grimmjow should finish him off. So he did. He made sure to suck at the head, rubbing it with his tongue and then going down. His hand helped with the last centimeters that he couldn't take properly.

"Be sure to swallow it all. Make your otosan proud." Came the warning before the cock pulsated and cum filled his mouth. Grimmjow swallowed audibly, milking every drop. It didn't taste anything special, or he was used to it by know, he wasn't sure. The dick softened in his grasp and rested against the jean fabric. The storeowner's thumb traced his swollen lips, pressing inside to make him open his mouth. It settled over the tongue as he made sure that he had swallowed it all. Satisfied, Grimmjow's mouth was let go.

The rest of the day was spent concentrating on business. They had eaten a proper lunch after that, spoken about their windows and how to display the books in them. Grimmjow felt a little frustrated that he had gone high and dry all day. His own erection had been painful to will away. The 'relationship' they had went completely on the store owners initiative and whims. In the beginning when all this had been new, it was exciting and erotic as hell. Nowadays it almost went on a routine and Grimmjow felt himself growing a little bored. It was just sex and no love. He missed that spark. Though there was this or nothing. He popped boners around his father enough already.

Being Sunday, the book store closed earlier and Grimmjow always could enjoy a little free time when he got home. None of his parents where anywhere to be seen when he walked in through the front door. He took the way past the kitchen to retrieve a bottle of water from the fridge before going to his room. When he closed the door he heard how the patio door opened and then closed. His mother entered the kitchen only wearing a thin beach dress over her swimming suit.

"Already home?" She asked while taking out things from the fridge.

"Yeah, as always on Sundays. Why can't you remember that, you always ask."

"I can't remember everything everyone in this household does, and think twice about joking about age and memory."

"Haha, you got me." Grimmjow took a sip from his bottle and leaned against the counter while his mother chopped fruits. "Is Sosuke out with you as well?"

"He finally got all that grading done so I'm spoiling him at the moment."

"That's kind of you. I'll join you in a bit." How could he pass up the opportunity to see his father in bathing trunks? He would need to freshen up a bit first, get that book dust off him. A quick shower later, hair styled to perfection and with his own trunks on, Grimmjow made his way out to the back yard. His father sat in the shade of a parasol reading a brown old book. His hair wasn't gelled back as he usually wore it, making the hair fall over his temples and he had glasses on to see the small text he was reading. Sosuke looked like a nerd like this and it was a little cute, but his cool demeanor he had when he was all dressed up was hotter.

Grimmjow took a sun chair and sat down in the sun to get a tan and discreetly a better view of his father. Stretched out like a cat, Grimmjow enjoyed the sun while studying his crush. The man ate the fruit his wife had prepared for him and Grimmjow couldn't help to notice how his lips swallowed around every piece. It seemed that the sun also had an effect on another specific body part of his. With an internal groan, Grimmjow turned around and pretended to get some sun on his back to cover his growing erection. Damn it, if he just had gotten the chance to get off earlier today he wouldn't have this problem right now. The sun felt good though, but not as good if his father had his cock- NO don't even go there you stupid horny brain. Dead rats and zombie brains. Dead rats and zombie brains. Dead rats an-

"Grimmjow?" A voice called.

"Yes?" He mumbled.

"There's fruit for you too if you want." His mother encouraged.

"I'm good."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!" He snapped. Great now he was getting antsy on top of everything. She got the hint and left him alone. He watched the grass beneath him sway with the faint wind. It calmed him so much that he almost fell asleep. Who could guess that hearing the nature would be this calming? A splash drove him out from his sanctuary and Grimmjow turned around. His father came up to the surface, shaking the water out from his hair before slicking it back the way Grimmjow liked it. He then swam a few laps before going up. Water dripped everywhere, following the contours of his body. Grimmjow watched hungrily how his father dried himself with a towel. His father had nothing to be ashamed about. Killer legs that looked strong, a defined stomach, broad shoulders everything completed with a set of muscled arms. Grimmjow himself was defined but thinner than his dad and the store owner. They looked virile than he did, if he only could grow into that when he got in their age he would be a happy man. He was so gay.

His mother sneaked up on Sosuke and pressed herself close from behind. He leaned in to the touch when he got a kiss on the cheek from her. Their love for each other was strong, as was Grimmjow's continued jealousy. His father moved her around to kiss her properly on the lips and then whispering something in her ear that made her blush. Grimmjow almost felt sick to his stomach, watching this display. Driven by his jealousy, he rose from the chair, gathered momentum and jumped into the pool making a big splash to get his both parents wet. His mother who certainly hadn't planned to use the pool looked at him irritated. Grimmjow could only grin in amusement.

He swam around for a while, happy that he had broken the pair at the pool side. His mom had gone inside, leaving him and his father alone. That's was more like it. Grimmjow turned around to his back and floated in the water while looking at the blue sky. When he floated to the other side of the pool, his father entered his field of vision.

"Was it necessary to get your mother all wet? You know how fussy she is about her appearance."

"I only jumped into the pool. Don't make assumptions."

"Then assuming that your math homework didn't make it to my desk is completely wrong too?"

Damn it, he had him now. Grimmjow hadn't had the time last weekend to do the work and since he never managed to hand it in on deadline he never bothered to try. He turned around in the water and leaned against the edge, kicking his feet behind himself. "I was busy with work last weekend." He defended himself. The deal with him working extra was that it shouldn't compromise his schoolwork.

"You are very well aware of our agreement. I can't stop your ambition to earn your own money, but school isn't something you can redo."

"I know that." He looked up at his father, trying not to make it look so obvious where he was really tempted to stare.

"Get up, I'll help you."

"What?"

"You heard me. My study, fifteen minutes. Bring your books."

"Yes, Sir." Grimmjow mock saluted. On the inside he couldn't be more thrilled. He loved their sessions in the study; it always filled his imaginations to the brim.

Dressed in sweatpants low on his hips and a shirt a tad little for his body Grimmjow entered the study. His father had already made himself comfortable in his leather chair. Dumping his books on the desk and then retrieving a spare chair, Grimmjow sat down opposite the man. He opened his books and guessed what chapter that was due. His attention in class when the homework was handed out hadn't been the best. His father was to blame. Guessing it was chapter 6; he opened the book at that chapter and winced. Algebra. Damn. After reading through the instructions on how to solve the problems and making the small example problems, he turned to the loose paper that was the actual homework. He wasn't sure if his paper had been swapped to an ancient Greek one or if this actually was the right paper. Every problem looked like mumbo jumbo.

"What the fuck?! Are we really supposed to know this?" Grimmjow complained out loud.

"Yes, last year even."

"Shit." He cursed.

"Grimmjow, language." His father said sternly, not appreciating the choice of words. "All the math problems are quite logical. You know how to solve the easier ones, these are just the same." His father took the paper closer to him and picked up his pen. "I'll show you this one, then you try and do the rest, okay?" Grimmjow nodded and looked at his father's hands. He had perfect manicured nails while looking so soft. Concentrate. "x + 23 = 2x + 45." Was read from the paper. "What you do on the right side must be done on the left to balance the equation." Grimmjow watched how x:es where added to both sides with a subtraction mark. "23 = x + 45. Is what we get after making sure we only have x:es on one side. What would you do now?" Sosuke looked up at Grimmjow as he waited for an answer.

"Uhm…We want the 'x' completely alone now right?" Grimmjow said uncertain. His father nodded in agreement. "Then I'll write: 23 - 45 = x + 45 – 45."

"Correct, and what equals 'x'?"

"x = -22" He wrote down.

"Good job Grimmjow. You can if you concentrate enough. The rest should be a child's play." Sosuke smiled widely and Grimmjow felt proud that he had managed the math problem without making a fool out of himself.

"You make it easy to understand."

"My profession is to teach after all." His father said with sarcasm.

Grimmjow finished his homework, while his father watched him and helped out when he got stuck. He was now currently relaxing in the couch in the living room while he waited for the dinner to be ready. His father remained in the study to prepare for next week's lessons and the classical music he listened on floated through the open door. It had been hard to ignore his father's watchful eye, but he knew that he only watched the numbers and letters on the paper to make sure that he got the problems right. Oh how he wished that he would look at him with adoration and love instead of the stupid paper. Grimmjow closed his eyes and enjoyed the music. He scratched his chest in a relaxed way and wished for a massage. The relationship he and the store owner had didn't leave them exactly cuddling after wards.

"Grimmjow can you come and help me open a jar of apple sauce?" His mother called from the kitchen. He rose from the couch and went to the kitchen to help his mother. The jar was screwed open with ease. "Good to know that your muscles aren't just for show." She joked.

"Funny mom."

"Hilarious. Go and get Sosuke the dinner is ready."

He kissed her on the head before going to his father. Grimmjow paused in the door way, secretly watching how his father hummed to the music.

If only you could be mine.

To be continued.

AN: I know I shouldn't post new stories, but I can't help it. I want to share. This is sort of a test chapter to see it there is any interest. I'm not sure how well people take incest… they aren't related per see so I hope this story won't be flamed. I felt very smart writing that algebra stuff by the way, haven't done math in years. It might not reflect the level of algebra Grimmjow should learn in his age but this is fiction, my rules!