AND NOW FOR A NEW PAIRING. This one definetley is a crack one. May I warn you now.
PAIRING: AmericaStates (Texas X America)
SETTING: Beach (around sunset)
WARNING: SonFather smexytimes (This is why this fic is rated M, kiddies. Because every drabble is gonna have sex in it.)
If texas is a dude, please let me know. If not, enjoy the show!
And this story revolves around puberty and how to deal with it. But don't go fucking your dad if your hormones go crazy ;D
God, these new feelings were driving texas crazy! Everywhere he looked. Here, sex. There, sex. Everywhere, SEX. And now was not the perfect time to go and have father-son time with his dad, america. Seeing his body glistening in the water and the sunlight reflecting off it just made texas not want to spend time with him at all if america was gonna be totally oblivious that he was making texas hard everytime he had set eyes on the man. Being 16 meant that everything would change as you enter adulthood. Buying a car, having your sweet 16, having sex for the first time. All of it was overwhelming for texas. Even though he's watched lots of porn on his laptop, there was something off about america that he liked. Was it the womanlike qualities he bestowed? The fact that he had nice curves for a man his age? His ass? The fact that his eyes practically paralyzed him everytime he looked into texas's eyes and talked to him? God! There's something wrong with him! Texas slammed his foot on the ground. "Stupid!" he shouted, not knowing that he caught america's attention. "texas, what's wrong?" america asked, now walking from the waves towards his sexually confused son. 'no fuck, no, no no no! He cannot be coming over here now! not while my hard on is still here. Please god, don't let him come over!' texas shouted over and over again in his head. Until america finally sat down. "you ok, dude? What's happening over here?" he giggled. "n-nothin' dad... you can go back to strippin' I-i mean skippin'! Did I say strippin'? Absolutley not! Heheh, what're ya talkin' about?" texas improvised, trying really hard not to look at his dad's hot body. "stripping? What are yo- oh...OH!" america noticed, lifting texas's face to meet his own. "it's happening again?" ameica asked. "yup." texas looked away, staring at his erection. "well, how about you and I go get changed and go home? Let you go jack off on your laptop? Is that what you want to do?" america suggested. Texas couldn't take playing this charade anymore. Staring into his father's sweet eyes, and receiving hugs and kisses from him just as a dad. Now, texas wanted it to be something more. Something more than a father-son bond. Now he wants to start a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship with america. So texas confessed. "dad, have you ever had feelings for someone, all your life perhaps. But never told them about how you felt, and is scared that the answer might make or break their friendship forever?" texas asked, not really confessing. "um... well... when you put it that way... look texas, I- I just don't like you in that way... i'm sorry that's not what you wanted to hear but, it's the truth. I'm so sorry." america said. Only to be tackled by his son. "t-texas! What are you..mmf!" america was shushed when texas kissed him agressively. Texas groped america. America's breath hitched and texas slid his tounge inside his dad's mouth, exploring everything that was inside it with the wet muscle. Their lungs started craving air and texas disconnected them. A strand of saliva still keeping their tounges connected. "texas...hh..what are you doing to me?" america asked. Becoming hard, texas smirked. "i reckon you hadn't had this much fun since that expansion into the west, hm?" he seduced, now slithering his hand into america's bikini. America arched his back in pleasure. Letting out a quiet moan in the process. "i reckon that there's a 'yes'?" texas teased once more, now pumping his dad. "mhm...nh" the blonde moaned. Texas pulled down both their garments. The tide starting to get higher. He shoved his fingers in america's face. "suck!" the pubescent teen demanded. Looking up and down his old man's body. "remember those times when that old fuck england came over for 'conference talk'?" texas seduced. "and how you called him your bitch when you two fucked?" he added. "and how you also said you were gonna, i.e. quote, 'wreck his sweet ass'?" the texan added once more. America nodded to all of this, fingers in his mouth. When texas thought they were wet enough, he yanked them out of his dad's face. Some spit inbetween the digits. "yeah, this'll do just fine." he said, looking back into america's face. He leaned over the nation and inserted the fingers "you're gonna be my england tonight. Texas seduced. America immediately forced a hand over his mouth, loudly moaning into it. Texas moved his dad's hand away from his face. "it..hurts...please stop texas...hm" america cried, tears pooling in his eyes. Texas let out a devious smirk and swirled the fingers inside his dad, feeling them get wet. "the body is more honest then the mind, america." texas said. America blushed at being called by his name by his son. "ah...texas.." america moaned, spreading his legs for his son to enter. Texas removed the slick fingers. "come and saddle up, then." texas said, sitting down and patting his erection lap. America crawled over and slid down on texas. His body trembled from this new experience. Texas was bigger than america, and that's how texas liked it. He grabbed a hold of america's hips and moved him up and down on his shaft. America started moaning louder and louder with each movement. Every slick sound made america want more of his son. Why is his body reacting like this? He felt like a dirty pedophile that liked to fuck his son. This was wrong, really really wrong. But why did it feel so right? So good? To have his son defile him on a beach. Feeling texas's manhood go in and out of him made america want more. Like he always needed him there. Not only in sex, but life in general. The thoughts were extinguished when he felt texas hit his sweet spot. "there..." america moaned, his moans of pleasure could probably be heard throughout the beach and some of the ocean. texas's dad's keens fed his hungry ears like a piranha with a year's worth of burgers. He moved america faster on his hard member. "texas...i'm so full of you... it feels good~ hm.." america cried once more. Texas rocking his body. After a few more good jabs to the sweet spot america came all over his and texas's abdomens. Texas followed soon after. Both of them toppled into the saltwater covered sand. Texas's member stayed right where it was as america fell asleep. He picked his dad up and drove them home, forgetting about the bathing suits on the sand. Oh well, at least someone will throw them away.
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Let meh know if I should change anything about my writing style. Or the story. Or the fact that i'm probably annoying the fuck outta you right now.
G'BYE~
-Reptar~