Safety info, content warnings and tropes down below.

Another good spicy novella by Odessa Hywell, and the first father/son book I’ve read. It surprised me with the amount of emotional impact it had. Something about a person feeling alone and ignored just gets to me, and that was a big part in this one. It’s always nice when the taboo spice has some substance, which I can always count on Odessa for.

I freaking love age gaps, but I have to admit this is a bit big, even for me. Not that I mind in terms of two people sleeping together, but 30+ years difference combined with the family ties makes it hard to envision a happy ending for them as a couple. I do appreciate that it was left a bit open.

Definitely give this a try if you want to read a well-written taboo novella that might just punch you in the feels.

Blanket spoiler warning ⬇️

⚠️ Tropes & content tags ⚠️
Taboo
Father/son
Fathercest
Single dad
Silver fox
Age gap (30+)
One-with-nature blowie
Topping his dad
Cabin trip with dad
A special father’s day
Forced proximity

⚠️ Content warning ⚠️
Parental incest
Explicit sexual content
Mention of past parental abandonment
Brief mention of parent with a drinking problem (past)
Alcohol consumption
Feelings of loneliness and abandonment
References to sibling/child struggling with addiction (off page, no details)

⚠️Book safety ⚠️
Cheating: No
Other person drama: No
Breakup: No
POV: 1st person, dual
Genre: Taboo erotica
Pairing: M/M
Strict roles or versatile: Strict roles
Main characters’ age: 22 and mid to late 50s
Series: Standalone
Kindle Unlimited: No
Pages: Unsure (novella)
Happy ending: Maybe


I have no desire to pull away; I lean into him with a soft exhale that betrays just how much I needed this—a hug from my dad.

The truth is what we’re doing is wrong, but I don’t think I can do what’s right—not with the taste of him lingering on my tongue, and the look in his eyes. Can he?

Dad. I—” I shiver and drag my mouth across his jaw. “Do you want to come inside of me?” His breath stutters; he loses rhythm but quickly finds it again. “Yes. Fuck. Please.”

He presses his cheek against mine. “You can touch me now.” “Thank fuck.” I latch onto his hips as I bend my knees and slam into him. Hard. Deep. My balls slap against his ass. The headboard bangs against the wall. The sound Dad makes is low and sweet; I fuck into him fast, holding him tight enough he actually might have bruises in the morning.

“Such a good boy.” Dad combs his fingers through my hair as he covers my mouth with his own. I lick my way between his lips and he moans as his knuckles drag over my stomach. He pumps his cock in rhythm with my thrusts and cries out against my mouth, the sound loud and raw and soaked with pleasure as his cum splashes against my abdomen.