Spicing Up a Marriage

[Steps in front of a curtain on stage] Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. The following chapter contains male-on-male and a brief scene of incestuous activity. If you are uncomfortable with this, either stop reading altogether or skip to another chapter. Thank you for your attention.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The next morning Katherine began putting up Halloween decorations as Fritz prepared for another day recording another episode.

"Love you, baby," Fritz cooed, giving his lady a peck on the lips.

"Love you, too, JoJo."

The cybernetic scientist opened the lab door and adjusted his hair. As soon as he approached his son, the youngster saw him and began to scream in terror.

"No! Nooooo! No! No! Noooo! GET AWAY!!! GET AWAY!!!!"

"Junior, the hell is wrong with you?!"

"You hurt Mom last night! She was crying!"

"Junior..."

The boy trembled in the torture chair, tears staining his cheeks. He was absolutely frightened.

"Oh, dear, I was afraid I'd forgotten something," Fritz sighed. Kneeling in front of his terrified child, he removed the eyepatch adorning his face and dried Junior's tears. The older man cleared his throat. "Son, you're seventeen. I should have explained this before. Your mother wasn't crying because I'd hurt her. She was crying in pleasure. We were having sex, and, um... oh, God, this is so hard to explain... I think it's going to be easier for me to show you. This is a lesson for you, so I'm not about to rape you."

"Um, are you sure Mom's OK with this?" Junior asked as Fritz unzipped his son's shorts, revealing an impressively large cock in the center of a lightning bolt of fluff. He was a bit nervous.

"Trust me, she's VERY kinky," Fritz laughed, "and this is just a lesson in sex-ed for you."

"I, uh... OK, Dad," the youngster replied.

The cybernetic doctor smiled as he slowly stroked Junior's dick, eliciting a low purr from the boy. "That feel good?"

"A little," the teenager shuddered. His cock hardened VERY quickly.

"I think your friend here says otherwise," the father giggled, gently running his long, wet tongue up the length of his spawn's cream cannon. He curled his fingers around the base and lightly squeezed every so often.

Junior's breath hitched. He let out a mewl as his dad's tongue worked his 207^th bone. Fritz flicked his tongue over the indentation in the head of his son's prick. Judging by the bittersweet pre on his tongue tip, the boy was getting excited. "D-Dad..."

Fritz began kissing gently. He placed a trail of light pecks all over his seventeen-year-old. The older man's lips slowly caressed the teenager's Johnson as he kissed every inch of Junior's Junior. Suddenly he enveloped the throbbing erection and bobbed his head. After twenty minutes, he could feel his son's penis pulsate in his mouth as the boy let out a war cry. The father pulled away as Junior stopped cumming. He licked any excess frosting off of Junior's member and kissed the head. He smiled at the boy and licked a stream of tears off his son's flushed cheek. "That was your first orgasm. And that's why your mother was crying last night." Gently he squeezed Junior's hands before zipping his blue booty shorts back up.