Thanks to a slip of the tongue

You awoke to a rooster crow. The sun was barely peaking over the edge of the horizon. You felt a big strong hand exploring your flat chest and hard little nipples. Your dad must’ve thought you were asleep. His cock was hardening against your butt. You couldn’t help it, it felt too good, you pushed your butt back onto your dad’s cock. He instantly shot away to the other side of the bed.

“Oh, I didn’t realize you were awake!” Said your dad defensively.

“Oh come on dad, that was feeling good!” You said exasperatedly and hung over, flinging your head down into your pillow. You didn’t even realize you had just blown your cover.

“Jacob?! That is you!!” Exclaimed your dad, embarrassed. He immediately took the other pillow off of the bed and covered his loin cloth erection. His face was redder than raw beef steak.

You immediately realized your mistake and meekly picked your head up from the pillow, facing your father with your quite reddened and embarrassed face, saying, “Dad, I can explain.”

You told him about your life as an adventurer, how the money was easy, how moving around in armor had made you quite muscular and strong, and then about the coven who had cursed you to be a less masculine man who was shorter, skinny, and with softer appearance and even a smaller package. You left out the part about the potion turning your sexual and romantic preferences from only women to only men.

“Well I’m sorry you got cursed, and I understand why you’d come here for shelter, but why didn’t you tell me who you were?” Asked your dad.

“Most people have never seen a spell as power as the one that altered me. I was worried that you wouldn’t believe me. And when I started to spend time with you..” you started saying but got embarrassed.

“Yeah, when you started to spend time with me..?” He prompted.

“I guess I just liked not being your son..you know.. having the chance to be more than that with you,” you somehow blushed even harder. You couldn’t look the old man in his beautiful eyes. What you said also made your dad blush even harder too.

“Jacob, you’re my son. You’re 36, and you look less than half of that. You could get a young wife and start your life over again. Get big and strong again, have kids of your own..” dad told me. But there was a sort of sadness in his eyes.

“Well dad.. that’s not really true. I haven’t told you everything about this curse. My body is locked in the state I’m in. I can’t put on muscle, my penis and balls will never grow back to their former size, and I’ll never appear to age for the rest of my life,” you explained sorrowfully.

“Oh my poor son,” dad looked on you in pity.

“That’s not all..” you said.

“What more could they possibly have done to you?” Dad asked

“Well the potion also changed certain...preferences of mine..” you started to explain.

“Oh?” Your dad craned his eyebrow. Now he sounded less sympathetic and more curious and horny.

“Yes, it’s like this, I no longer have any romantic or sexual feelings for women. So you see, I couldn’t rightly find a wife even if she was willing to take me in my unaging form,” you said.

A small smirk appeared on your dad’s face. He lowered the pillow that had been concealing his large erection in his loin cloth. “And all of that attraction went from women to men?” He asked, wagging his boner from side to side having fun watching his formerly straight son’s eyes helplessly follow his penis.

“Yes dad, that’s how it is..” you said embarrassed of how attracted you were to your dad.

To your surprise, he got back in bed and hugged you. You didn’t really know what prompted this reaction, but it was a welcomed one. You inhaled his sweaty manly scent and squeezed him as hard as your new smaller muscles would allow. Your dad then pulled away a bit to explain himself;

“You see, son, the way that potion had made you, is the way I’ve been my whole life. I have feelings for men that I thought I would never have the chance to express. When your mother was still alive, I had to think of men to be intimate with her. I’ve never told another man how I feel. I’m sorry the potion made you like this, but I can’t help but be happy on some level that we’re like this together,” said your dad.

“Dad, there have been men like this. There are two guards holding literally thousands of my gold pieces hostage to get me to have sex with them. You could’ve had a whole life with a man!” You shouted not out of anger but out of a frustration that your dad didn’t have the life he deserved.

“I know, but early in my life I thought it was just hotshot adventurers who got to choose between men and women. I thought it was my responsibility to take up the forge, find a wife, and raise up a son to man the forge when I no longer could. There is one upside to how my life turned out,” he said.

“What upside is there to you not living how you wanted to?” You asked.

“Well I did get to have you with my wife. I was so proud when you set off as an adventurer. I wondered if you might live an unfettered life, like I had wanted to. I thought maybe he’ll take on a male lover, or get rich, or do anything that makes him happy. That’s the thought that’s kept me going, Jacob,” said your father looking lovingly into your eyes.

“You know, I’ve loved many maidens for a night. None of them have stayed in my heart or in my mind though. But waking up with you this morning gave me butterflies that I haven’t felt since I first set out on my journey. What if everything that’s happened has been to bring us back together? Maybe I was meant to be a man who loves men. Maybe I could be your other half, dad,” you said sincerely, looking into your father’s eyes.

Instead of responding verbally, your dad pulled you into another tight hug. He kissed your neck with little smooches. His thick beard tickled you and make your nipples harder as his kisses worked up to your ears which the tender middle aged man kissed and nibbled on at his leasure. No one had ever given that kind of attention to your ears, you didn’t even know they could make you feel like this! A moan escaped your lips. Your new body was so responsive to men, especially your dad.

You climbed on his lap, once again fixing your ass over his cock. His lips traveled over to yours. Two men kissing. It was not an act one ever witnessed out on the town. It was not an act that you or your father had ever gotten to experience, either. Unlike making out with a girl who expected you to “lead,” your dad was the one taking charge. He **** his tongue through your mouth. The sensation made your bum feel oddly empty.

It wasn’t long before this rough make out session devolved into a full on father and son oral sex swap. You found yourself, back on the bed, face to face with your father’s large, hairy cock and balls. The manly scent and pheromones alone drove you mad with lust. Your dad already had your dicklet in his mouth and was giving you quite a suck while grabbing your soft little bubble butt with his strong hands and squeezing, exposing your pink hole.

You got his large cock in your mouth and down your throat. Your nose was all the way to his hairy balls. You could tell your smooth face felt good to him because of the way he kept moving his hips and rubbing them into your chin. You gagged on his monster cock, but not as much as you would have expected. You were already getting good at this whole “pleasuring other men’s members” thing. Once you started throwing neck your dad started moaning on your dick. The vibrations felt so good that you decided to return the favor and moan hard on his dick.

Dad was working hard on your little cock. Not that it was hard to suck such a little one, but you could tell he was really into it. He took breaks to lick your balls and his fingers started to work your rose bud.

You had half a mind to play with your dad’s asshole and cheeks, but you didn’t know how receptive he’d be to that. You were surprised at how attractive you found your old man’s rear end. It was shapely, of course, like every part of your dad’s hard earned body. But it was hairy like the rest of his body as well. You knew that your own new ass was sexy to you, being so hairless and smooth, and with such a pink hole, but your dad’s huge hairy ass had a different appeal. You had the oddest inclination to bury your face into it, and lick his hole to your heart’s content while your hands would grab his cheeks with as much savagery with which his hands were currently gripping your poor little cheeks. You loved it though. You just didn’t know if you were allowed to return the favor, or if your dad wanted to be the only dominant one. You could live with that if it meant getting to lay with this hairy masterpiece of a man.

Your dad got into more of a push-up position and started to throat fuck you. He was no longer sucking you off but your little member was so excited anyway, leaking precum while your dad owned your throat.

“I’m getting close son!” Your father yelled in pleasure, bucking his hips at your face.

You started to jerk yourself with one hand and finger fuck yourself with another. Your dad moaned hard and you felt his load start to shoot directly down your throat. You increased the tempo jerking your own cock and came along with him.

Dad took his dick out, turned around and got face to face with you and pulled you into a loving kiss that seemed to say more than just “thanks for the hot sex”.

“I love you, Jacob,” he said.

“I love you too, daddy,” you replied. The love fireworks were going off in both your and his eyes.