The Phantom Pheromone
Chapter 3: Daddy for Dinner
Danny spent most of that day hiding in his room jerking off to no avail. He refused to see anyone in case he acted out of control. He wished he could just google ghost hormones or some similar topic to figure out what was going on, but sadly he had no resources for an investigation.
Before dinner, Danny freaked out. He couldn't have his mother and sister seeing him act like this. Plus, while he put on his new outfit, his hard-on was clearly visible against his inner thigh. He grabbed a jacket and tied it around his waist. It was weird to wear to dinner, but no one would question him.
He gulped as he heard his mother call for him. Heading downstairs, he saw his sister walking out the door.
He could feel his cock throbbing in his skinny jeans. He didn't know how long he could last without release. "Danny, honey, Jazz is meeting someone for dinner, so could you help by grabbing the plates?" His mother gave him a soft smile.
He flashed her a smile, but she stopped him on the way. "Danny, you seem to be sweating. Are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah, mom, I'm just feeling anxious. I, uh, have this really important test on Monday, but I don't know how to prepare for it."
She smiled. "Oh, what test? I could help you if you'd like."
Danny laughed nervously. "No, it's okay. I'll just be locked up in my room studying."
He rushed into the kitchen to avoid any further inquiry. He saw his father sitting at the table, reading a ghost hunter magazine. His jumpsuit hugged his body in ways that made Danny shiver.
He jumped over into his father's lap, forcing Jack's chair back. "Hey, daddy, I missed you." Danny wiggled his ass onto his father's crotch teasingly. "Do you know what I want for dinner?" He whispered. "Dick. Your dick."
Jack pushed the ghostly hero off. "Daniel, son, behave." As Jack started to swell, the ghost hunter clenched his teeth for a while.
Danny walked around and grabbed his father's back for a sensual massage. "Oh, but daddy, you're so tense." Danny hands finished sliding against his father's back and slid down his chest to his forming bulge.
"You're mother could walk in at any time." Jack held back a grunt as Danny massaged his newly formed erection. He pushed Danny off.
Danny could not help but feel like teasing his father. He took off the jacket from his waist to give his dad a view of his ass and hard-on. Jack bit his lip as he watched his son sway side to side to get the plates ready for dinner. Danny knew exactly how to bend over as he dropped a napkin. Jack could barely resist the urge to squeeze Danny's butt, which was practically waving in his face. With a chuckle, Danny stood up straight and tied the jacket around his waist again.
Maddie walked in and took some lasagna out of the oven. As she served, Jack kept both hands over his crotch hiding any chance of his wife seeing his excitement. Danny seductively dipped his finger in the meat sauce and sucked.
"Stop playing with your food, Danny," chimed his mother.
Danny could barely contain himself from jumping and ravishing the older man. As his mother and father discussed ghost hunting, he noticed his father's lustful glances, so he decided to put on a show. He somehow managed to make eating lasagna as sexual as possible. He didn't say a word during the dinner, afraid he would say something crude. He finished much faster than his parents.
His hand couldn't help but reach over to massage his father's groin. He could hear the bumps in Jack's speech, but he was sure that his mother was clueless as to what was transpiring on the other side of the table.
He knew his dad wouldn't dare look down, so he felt safe to ghost his hand into his dad's jumpsuit to grab the warm dick waiting for him. He heard his father whelp, but Danny had un-ghosted himself quickly, wanting to avoid suspicion.
Maddie and Jack finished their meals soon, and Maddie went to put the dishes away in the dishwasher. Danny got up while removing the jacket from his waist to flash his father the bulge and tight ass constricted by his jeans. He signaled to his father with a finger to follow him as he strut his way out of the kitchen and into his room.
He didn't hear what lame excuse Jack had come up with for Maddie, but sooner than later his dad had been locking the bedroom door. Danny had been waiting for him, naked.
Jack almost ripped off his orange jumpsuit as his pushed his son on the bed. "You've been very naughty, Daniel."
"I have, haven't I? What are you going to do about it?"
Jack turned the naked boy around onto all fours with his butt arched into the sky. He slapped the soft skin. "I'm going to fuck your throat, and then I'm going to fuck you."
Danny shivered, and his eyes rolled back, just from the thought. Jack turned him around and shoved his hard cock onto the warm, inviting tongue without warning. He grabbed a fist of Danny's jet black hair and forcibly pushed the head down his shaft.
"Yes, Daniel!" Jack moaned. "Slobber on my dick. Choke on it." He held his son's head in place as he began to thrust into the back of Danny's throat.
Danny was in pure ecstasy as he moaned all over his father's rod. When he father let go of his hair, he shortly pulled off and slapped his face with the magnificent meat.
"Oh, daddy, let me worship you." He immediately engulfed his father, again, and bobbed his head while massaging the organ with his tongue. He gave his father slow, wet, and audible slurp.
"Fuck, Daniel. I'm going to destroy your hole."
His father had turned him around with his tongue shoved between Danny's cheeks. Danny couldn't help but scream out as he felt himself opening. He had never imagined it would feel this perfect, let alone how excited he was to ride his father's cock.
He arched his back into his father's face screaming, "Oh, daddy, yes, fuck. Oh god, fuck me, daddy. God, I need your strong dick thrusting inside of me!" Normally Danny would think saying this stuff was too much, but he couldn't help but mean and want it all.
Jack gave the stretched hole a last wet, sloppy kiss as he slapped his meat across the cheeks. As soon as Jack felt the tip align with the rim, he slammed into Danny.
Danny screamed as he clutched his sheets. He toes curled as his father pumped into him. "Oh, daddy, fuck!"
"You love my sausage, don't you son?" Jack, with his pole still inside, picked Danny up so that Danny could ride on top of him. He wasn't used to doing this much cardio.
"Oh, dad, I love this dick. I need it. Please, daddy, please!" Danny bounced as fast as he could on top of Jack. He never imagined that being fucked would be the best thing in the world.
He couldn't describe how happy he was. He felt like he went to paradise as he rode his father's sword.
Jack had lost all inhibition as he pounded into his son. He slapped Danny's ass as Danny bent over to hug Jack's chest. Danny licked his father from the side of his neck to ear. Jack shuddered as he pulled out of his son. He could feel he was close by the way his hose throbbed.
"Okay, Daniel, I think you've been a good boy tonight. Here's your dessert."
Danny greedily drank from the dick. His own exploded with cum all over his father's legs. After sucking every last drop, he got down to lick his father clean of any seed.
"Okay, Danny, boy, I have to work on a project in the lab all day tomorrow, and I cannot be distracted. That being said, after you come home from school on Monday, I expect you to pray to my cock." His father gave him a long kiss before heading out.
Danny didn't bother putting on clothes as he hopped into bed. His meat was semi-hard, but he felt exhausted enough to go sleep. He couldn't help but think about how amazing sex had been. He wanted to fill his throat and ass with as much dick as he could, and he didn't even care to acknowledge the weirdness of this situation. He accepted that he craved cock from whoever it may be.
He fell asleep with a smile, imagining what dicks he would please the next day.