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The Institute of Father-Son Incest Research (IFSIR)
This is the log of Agent Carl Gregory, recorded while visiting the undisclosed Institute of Father-Son Incest Research (IFSIR). I was sent to IFSIR to investigate it, not to screen for illegal activities as many would assume, but to determine if IFSIR should continue to get the same amount of government funding. The institute is top secret, and most Americans would be horrified to know that their tax dollars are going to research involving wild, different sexual activities between fathers and their biological sons. But I was happy to be selected to do an in depth study.
IFSIR is located a very large underground facility that was designed for this purpose. It is heavily funded already, and my job is to assess whether or not it is properly using its money. I was given a private tour of the most promising studies in the facility's 5 wings, each focusing on a different branch of study: oral studies, anal studies, semen studies, piss studies and the very mysterious "Miscellaneous Acts" wing. For each experiment I will document the name of the particular study, the duration of the study, the "name" used to refer to the subjects, and I will also record whether or not the subjects were "Volunteers", "Recruits", or "Other". All those who do not fit into the first two categories will have an explanation.
The Oral Wing
Experiment 4839: Length and Throat Expansion
Subjects: Lonny (Father, 48) and Alex (Son, 15) Long
Status: Volunteers
Duration: 1 Year
The Longs came to IFSIR about six months ago, and once they went through the interview process were accepted immediately to a study they actually had conceived themselves. I was brought into their viewing room, all my viewings went on behind one way mirrors. The Longs room was simple, two beds, a table, a desk, a television. Unless it conflicted with the studies, most of the rooms were quite comfortable, particularly if it was a longer study. The two subjects were just beginning to their morning routine. Standing at the foot of the bed, the subjects stood naked and smiling. Most subjects, if comfortable with it, went without clothes during their studies. These two subjects were both Italian, and like most of the subjects, were clearly father and son. Both dark skinned with dark hair, strong features. The father was slim and toned, hairy as can be. His son was not hairy, but still very dark and Italian looking. While Mr. Long had defined abs and pecs, his son was just a skinny little Italian kid. Though he was fairly hairless on his body, his cock and balls seemed to be very well developed. Both subjects were hard when they were fully naked, and both seemed noticeably excited and anxious to begin, even though this had been going on every day for almost 6 months. Alex started stroking his cock as he focused on his father's member, which was, as it turned out, the main reason why these two were accepted into the study.
Lonny had one of the longest cocks I had ever seen, including those on porno. According to his file it clocked in at 11.7 inches, just under a foot. It stuck straight out from between his legs, and he shook it a little and pointed it at his son. When the bell rang inside their room, Alex dropped to his knees in an instant.
The purpose of this study was complicated. At a foot long, Lonny had never been able to successfully get his cock all the way down a woman's throat. Alex became enamored with his father's cock at a young age, and they had come to the study with the theory that a son's lust for his father would possibly be enough to actually get Mr. Long's long cock all the way down his throat to the hilt. The researches here speculated that if it could not happen in 1 year, it could not happen at all. According to my tour guide, it was six months in and they were very happy with the results so far.
"Open wide, Son," Mr. Long said, and of course Alex complied. The boy waited crouching on the floor as Mr. Long began to walk forward. I had never seen a man walk his cock into a throat before. Step by step, until the head was in the boys willing mouth. The little cockhound sat happily as his father walked, 6 inches, 7 inches, 8 inches. The bell rang again and Lonny stopped walking.
"Nice boy, even easier than yesterday!"
"Mmmhmm!" the boy mumbled happily. The two of them made eye contact the entire time.
"That's as far as he's gone yet. If you think you can, go ahead and take another step. Or Alex, if you'd like, you can scoot yourself forward," the guide said into the microphone.
"No, I'm walking into his little throat pussy," the Dad said. It was clear he was a rather kinky man, and Alex seemed more than happy to have him be in control. Lonny put his hands on the back of his son's head and took another step forward. The boy started to gag and spit, but Lonny just held still, watching his son struggle. Alex was a champion, obviously turning red in the face and drooling, but still wanting to keep going. Once he had calmed down, Lonny took another step.
"That's ten inches men! Well done! That's enough for this morning. You can go ahead and-OH!"
Suddenly Lonny took another step forward, shoving all but one inch into his boys hungry throat. Alex instinctually pulled back a second, but with his father's firm grip and his love of the cock that made him, he quickly adjusted and let his father force in a few more inches in. Spit was rolling out the gagging boys mouth, but he just took it as his father began to pump his hips. My guide and I watched in shock as he face fucked the hell out of his son. The boy coughed and gagged but never removed his lips from his dad's cock as it pummeled him, or took his hands off his dad's furry ass as he pumped.
Alex started bucking, and I was shocked to see that without touching himself, he began to shoot his load straight up in the air. Still taking the aggressive throat pounding from his dad, the boy shot a nice white and creamy load up his own stomach, chest and even landed some on his chin. I looked at the guide shocked, but he said it was normal. "Soon Lonny will...yep there he goes..."
Grabbing the back of his son's head the Italian God began to spew his own load, injecting it directly into his son's throat. This only added to the boys choking and gasping, because he was still desperately trying to swallow every drop of his father's sperm.
"We'll be offering them a position in our cum wing after they finish this study," my guide said. "Let's continue on our tour."
Experiment 5183: Cock Predisposition
Subjects: Paul (Father, 50) and Caleb (Son, 17) Constant
Status: Other (Though Paul and Caleb are both willing participants, neither of them is aware that the other is participating at this time. Paul came to the study three weeks before Caleb was recruited.)
Duration: 8 Months
As we enter the observation room, my guide tells me that neither of the Constants knows that this institution is a Father/Son Incest research facility. Caleb believes he is in a homosexual sexual research study, and Paul, who is heterosexual but very kinky, believes he is participating in a heterosexual sex study. Their room is separated by a wall, and each has their own comforts on their own side. Caleb, a pale and skinny boy with black hair, clearly a skater due to his pierced lip and the posters hanging up in his room, lounges on a chair naked watching TV. His limp cock, long and uncut, lays on one thigh. He caresses it absentmindedly.
On the other side of the wall sits Paul, looking at a girlie magazine. He was stretched out on a chair identical to the one his son was on, and though these two didn't look as much like each other as the first pair I saw, the way the held themselves made it clear that they were father and son. His cock, fully hard in his pumping fist, was not as long as Lonny's had been but was fatter and somehow looked angrier. He was heavier than his son, with a hairy stomach and two enormous hairy balls. I didn't know at the time, but the guide informed me later that he was jerking so furiously because he was anticipating the bell that rang.
Just before it went off, the door to Paul's room opened and in sauntered 5 men. They were each about Paul's age, and they all greeted and shook hands with him. All of them were buck naked and rock hard, and most had Paul's build: big, beefy, masculine. My guide directed my attention to their dicks, and when I looked down I noticed that their cocks were extremely similar in appearance. All were thick in girth and hairy, and all had big egg shaped balls to go with them. After they were done greeting each other, Paul hit the button to ring the bell, which went off in both Paul and Caleb's room. "Position Three today, Paul" my guide said into the microphone and Paul gave him a thumbs up.
Caleb, almost instantaneously, leaped up from his chair and began to grow hard. He hurried over to the wall that stood between his and his father's room and dropped to his knees. The men in Paul's room pulled out a slat in the wall, and six holes appeared. The holes were just large enough for each man to push his balls and giant, throbbing cock into the room next door. In front of Caleb's hungry eyes popped the big daddy dicks, and he quickly shuffled over to the first cock in line. He looked at us through the glass. "Can I start?" The eager sound of his voice made my cock jump.
"Yes, Begin." Without a moment's hesitation, Caleb started going down on the first dick. His eyes closed, and he had a look of extreme concentration on his face. He appeared to be inspecting the cock with his lips and tongues. He was tasting the tip, going down to the hilt, gagging on it even. He focused on the nuts too, tasting each one, then both, letting the big hairy balls hang in his mouth. After about 5 minutes, a different toned bell rang and Caleb shuffled over to the next, nearly identical penis. This time I focused on the man being sucked. The man had his arm around Caleb's dad, and was clearly enjoying this blowjob thoroughly. He bucked his hips as much as the wall would let him, and was suppressing moans. I discovered later that the men were required to stay as quiet as possible, so as not to affect Caleb's experiences of anonymous cock. The man's giant piece bobbed up and down when Caleb switched to working on his nuts, and in another 5 minutes the bell rang. Caleb scooted over to the third cock in line, his father's huge penis.
I cannot describe how incredibly erotic it was to watch a father and a son enjoy each other so much, while being completely unaware that they were getting pleasure from their closest blood relative. But it was clear, as soon as Caleb's tongue touched the piss slit of Paul's rock hard cock, that Caleb was much more obsessed and happy with this cock. The gumption with which he sucked was incredible, and I could see the sheer happiness in his eyes as he smelled and tasted his father's crotch. He worshipped the big nuts, hungrily trying to get both of them in his mouth and keep them there.
Likewise, Caleb's dad was going crazy. Trying so hard to keep quiet, it looked as though he might cum any minute. I believe the only reason he didn't was because he wanted the blowjob his son was giving him to last longer.
When the bell rang, Caleb quickly took his dad's cock to the hilt, and looked sideways at us with a begging glance. His father looked dejected. "Caleb, you heard the bell. Please move to the next position."
Slowly, sadly, Caleb pulled his mouth off the cock. "But I know this is the one I want!"
"That doesn't matter. You need to keep going, it's important for the study. We must be thorough." Caleb reluctantly gave his father's cock one last lick, then moved to position four. He worked through the next two cocks half-heartedly, giving them not nearly the same amount of attention. On the other side, Paul was clearly still in ecstasy, and it looked as though he was just dying to have his son return to his cock so he could finish. Finally the bell rang for the fifth time, and Caleb stood up at attention. His cock was rock hard and dripping from all of this.
"Alright Caleb, have you made your decision?"
"Number three!"
"Alright Caleb, have at it."
In lightening speed Caleb dropped down in front of position three again and hungrily resumed slobbering on his dad's dick. Caleb's dad's hands shot in the air, and he mouthed the words "YES!" as he felt the hot mouth return to his dick. He quickly resumed bucking his hips into his son's face, and the rest of the men pulled out their cocks. "Thank you, Paul you have been selected again. The rest of you may finish if you like, and go." The men who weren't chosen sat down on some of the furniture, and jacked themselves off to completion. They all shot nice loads, but I have to say I was focused on the show Caleb and Paul were putting on. I had never seen such an eager cocksucker, nor had I seen someone so thoroughly enjoy a mouth like Paul was. Within seconds the two of them had formed a rhythm so perfect and fast that it was...unworldly. It was clear the two had a strong connection.
"This is the 215th day that Caleb has chosen his father's cock to suck to completion," my guide told me. "It's incredible. He clearly recognizes something special in his father's cock, but he has no idea that it is his parent. In 2 weeks we will reveal their identity to each other. You're welcome to come back to witness that if you would like, it should be interesting."
I could only nod my response, because just as he began talking to me it was clear that Paul was about to explode. Unlike Alex in the first experiment I had seen, Caleb did not try to gobble all of his father's seed, at least not at first. No, as he anticipated his father's orgasm, he pulled off, and grabbing it with both hands pointed it right between his eyes. The first shot landed with a splat, and Caleb smiled big as he felt it drip down the bridge of his nose. The boy practically bathed in it, allowing the copious amounts of sperm his father shot out to coat his young face, clearly enjoying the feeling and smell of it as it covered him. On the other side, Paul was shivering with each explosion. He was biting his own thick forearm to keep from screaming. When he had finally shot all of his enormous load, he slowly pulled his cock back through the hole. Caleb was sucking on the head, trying to get all of the cum out of the tip. He followed it sluttily as it pulled back, his little ass popping up in the air as he tried to get the last few bits of dad's dick. Then Paul pulled the slat shut. As he did, he let out a loud groan and said "Whoever that cocksucker is, she is the best at it!" He then began to work out using some of the equipment in his room.
Caleb returned to his position in the chair, his face and chest dripping with the very cum that made him. He sat stroking his dick and using his fingers to wipe his father's cum off his face and put it in his mouth. He was clearly savoring the taste, and it was obvious that it was the taste of his father's seed that made him shoot his own huge teen load. Caleb lay there in a state of exhaustion, absentmindedly licking his own cum from his fingers and dicks, and clearly daydreaming of his father's cock. And he didn't even know it was his own dad's dick that gave him so much pleasure.
My guide led me from the viewing room back into the hallway. "Well, that's a pretty good overview of the oral section of our program. Of course I could show you more oral if you like, but I thought it might be more beneficial to move on towards the anal wing. I have several very... interesting...experiments over there I would like to show you. In fact, the next one is what we call a "transitory study". That means that it is being investigated both by specialists from the Oral wing as well as from the Anal wing. How does that sound?"
Of course I agreed...
TO BE CONTINUED