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Nathans dad and i

As I sat in the bare buff at the kitchen table knowing that my nymphomaniac cousin, Jennifer was coming over the next day, I thought about everything that happen between me and Nathans dad in the last 24 hours. I thought about how he first seduced me in his swimming pool-- I thought about the incredible blow jobs we gave one another--I thought about how we both licked each others balls & holes --I thought about all the hot ass fuckings Nathans dad gave me and how much I loved having his dick up my butt--I thought about when he first popped my cherry as I got down on all fours doggy-style and acted no different than a young fawn in heat yearning to mate with a buck (Nathan"s dad) for the first time.

I also thought about how I allowed Nathans dad to shave by body clean in the shower and how sore my butt was to the point of where I could hardy walk now. And, I also thought about all the role playing we did--sometimes he was my dad and I was his little naked boy, sometimes he was my boyfriend and I was his --sometimes he was my gay mentor and I was his queer pupil.

Nathans dad looked at me with a smile and said, "Look, if you dont want your cousin and my friends to come over tomorrow, I will call them back and explain that something came up and ask if we can do it again some other time".

As I sat in the chair and thought about it , Nathans dad needed his little naked smooth boy to sit on his lap. He grabbed me out of my seat and placed my body sitting sideways across his legs. Nathans dad put his right arm around my back to stabilize me and I in turn wrapped my left arm around the back of his neck. I loved sitting on his lap, especially in the buff.

I replied, "No, its OK --Jennifer can come over tomorrow--if she finds out that her cousin is a faggot, then so be it. I dont care anymore cause I love gay sex and I dont even want try sex with girls anymore. But thanks for considering my feelings."

Nathans dad sported a huge smile and gave his little naked boy a deep wet kiss. It was easy to read his face in that he was so very proud of the fact he turned me into a full-fledge queer in a little over a day. As I rubbed the back of his neck, he leaned over, sniffed my chest and kissed both my nipples back & forth several times ever so passionately. He exclaimed in delight, "My, My-- you smell so nice now after that bubble bath I just gave you. Im going to have to give you more of them from now on".

I smiled back and replied, "You promise?"

Nathans dad cheerfully exclaimed, "Heck Yes, you look so cute in the tub with all those bubbles covering you. I even want to buy you a plastic sailing ship today so I can watch you play with it in the tub tonight".

I just smiled and blushed as I gave Nathans dad a quick little kiss on his lips.

With a smile on his face as I remained seated across his lap, Nathans dad toyed with my dick for a few minutes using his thumb and index finger. I could tell he wanted to admire my hairless penis and the how innocent it looked like the rest of my smooth body.

In my new found nelly queer like voice, I exclaimed, "You know, you are going to get me hard again".

Nathans dad cheerfully replied , "I know-- but youre so cute when you grow a stiffy", as he leaned over and planted another soft little innocent kiss on my lips.

Seeing how happy I was now, Nathans dad placed one arm under my legs and the other behind my back. He lifted his precious little naked boy up and carried him in his arms over to the sofa in the den given his little boy could hardly walk from all the hot ass fuckings he received yesterday from him.

He laid my naked body gently across the sofa with care. With a kiss on my lips he informed me that he was going shopping for a few hours for the party the next day and wanted me to just relax and rest. He exclaimed, "Your little pussy needs to rest today so it will be all better tomorrow. And I want to see if I can find some ointment at the drug store to put on it."

Nathans dad ever so lovingly kissed my pee-pee a few times, went into his room and got dressed. When he came back into the den, he brought me a bunch of gay porno flicks and a stack of queer magazines to keep me entertained while he was gone. He placed a video into the VCR, gave me several sweet kisses on my lips, nipples and pee-pee again, and then picked up his car keys and headed out the door.

The porn flicks were so damn hot! I never saw that many good looking hunks fucking & sucking one another. I had a boner the whole the time. Watching them sure did make me feel better about being gay knowing that so many good looking guys liked having sex with one another. And who could blame them I asked myself--especially when it came to all those hot orgy scenes where guys got-it-on in group sessions and in the three-ways around the pool.

When Nathans dad popped back in the door about three hours later, he put the groceries away and walked into the living room holding two bags. He exclaimed, "I picked up a few things for you, sweet boy".

As I remained lying across the sofa on my side, Nathans dad sat down on the floor in front of me. He pulled out a plastic sailing ship along with a number of other small tubby toys from one of the bags. He exclaimed with a smile on his face, "Here are some toys for you play with whenever I give you a bubble bath," as he leaned around and gave me a kiss on my lips.

Out of the second bag, he pulled a new pair of tan shorts along with a pink designer tank -top, leather belt and some really, really nice leather sandals. He exclaimed, " I want you to wear this tomorrow."

It was obvious Nathans dad wanted to showoff his little boy for everyone to see and desired that he look as queer as possible given the bright pink designer tank-top he picked out just for him.

After Nathans dad placed my new clothes on the coffee table, he pulled out of the bag a tube of anti-inflammatory cream that he said would help soothe me. Before I could say a word, he lifted my legs up, sat in the middle of the sofa, rolled me over and placed my naked butt across his lap.

I felt thoroughly submissive now with my ass staring him right in the face. What made this experience so special was that for the first time, Nathans dad had clothes on and I didnt. Now I really did feel like his naked little boy whos dad was about to treat him for a very unusual diaper rash.

He rubbed my ass cheeks with his firm hands a few times with loving care and then spread them using his thumb and index finger. Before he applied the cream, it was obvious that he wanted to admire my hole. He exclaimed, "Gosh you have such a pretty, pretty pussyI just have to lick it again before I cream it all up".

He leaned over, lifted my body up slightly with both arms under me and immediately inserted his nose into my crack. I was apparent that he desperately wanted a whiff of the boyish aroma venting from my ass-lips & hole. Instantly my cock sprang a boner and I could feel his ragging hard-on as it pounded up against my stomach through his blue jeans.

Nathans dad was so thrilled, he licked my ass lips erotically like there was no tomorrow. The feeling of having his warm moist tong shellacking my hole not only was arousing, but enjoyable as well. Indeed it actually relieved some of the irritation.

Both of us became so heated, I thought we were going catch his sofa on fire. I had to cum and Nathans dad knew it. He placed my super stiff cock between his thighs like he did out at the pool without ever missing a stroke on my hole with his tong.

This time the feeling was even more incredible given my cock was wedged in between the denim of his jeans. As I my body rocked up & down, I exclaimed in fervent concern, "We better not do this, Im going to cum all over your sofa and jeans if you dont stop--we need to stop --we need stop NOW or Im going to cum," as I struggled to catch my breath.

But Nathan"s dad was so engrossed in molesting my boy-pussy with his warm wet tong , he ignored my cries of concern. Instead, Nathans dad inserted his tong deep into my hole and began teasing it vigorously in utter heated enthusiasm.

By now, I could no longer keep my sanity. My cock emphatically pumped the crack between his thighs like mad. Moments later, I could feel myself want to explode. I yelled out in my nelly queer voice, "Oh my God, Im cumming, Im cumming."

Listening to my cries of indisputable thrill only encouraged Nathans dad even more. By now his tong was darting in & out of my hole like a piston working in overdrive on the final lap at Indy.

Seconds later, I erupted like a volcano as cum spewed out me and all over his jeans and sofa. As my body jerked up & down violently, Nathans dad gave my ass-lips three final deep long strokes. He knew if he didnt stop, I was probably going to black out in sure titillation.

When he finally removed his tong from my crack, I remained across his lap struggling to whiz oxygen in my lungs. Nathans dad exclaimed in sure delight, "God, you have the best tasting ass in this world!"

I was speechless, but felt flattered that Nathans dad loved eating my boy-pussy out to such a degree.

When my body finally clamed, Nathans dad opened the tube of cream and lubbed up his fingers. He carefully smeared the cream all over my ass-lips in soft concentric circles. Once he was sure that his little boys exterior was given a hearty application, he placed the nose of the tube in my hole and ejected me with a healthy dose. When he pulled the nose of the tube out of my crack, I felt one of his fingers enter me. While it was somewhat painful, I knew that he needed to work the cream up and into my boy-vagina.

Once he completed his little chore, Nathans dad softly rubbed my buns all over with his firm masculine hands. He wanted to just sit there for a bit and admire its youthful beauty while he massaged both of them back and forth.

A few minutes later, Nathan"s dad knew without asking that it was his precious boys feeding time again. Slowly he turned me over and scooted over to the edge of the sofa.

This time however, I had to unwrap my bottle given Nathans dad was wearing jeans. As I laid my head in his lap with my naked body stretched across the couch, I carefully unbuckled his belt, popped his button and unzipped his jeans. Nathans dad was so horny watching me trying to unwrap my bottle, he immediately helped me pull his jeans & underwear down to his knees.

Right before my very eyes stood the most precious gift anyone could give a young gay-boy like me. His magnificent beautiful cock was throbbing and needed the attention of my lips without question. At first, I kissed it all over relishing every single inch of its manhood charm as I softly stroked my fingers all through his pubic hairs.

When I was finally satisfied that I had given his cock enough kisses, I took his shaft & cockhead into my mouth and slowly stroked my lips up & down hoping to stimulate his entire body. Sure enough it did the trick for Nathans dad let out several soft moans of gratification.

Like I had done in the past, I placed my hand at the base of his cock and jacked him off while I accelerated my lips up & down over the top of his upper shaft & cockhead at the same time. Nathans dad exclaimed in a low moan, "God, you are so good at this-- I just love you to death--no one knows how to suck me better than you do!"

I must of sucked Nathans dad off for at least six minutes, when suddenly, he let out a thrilling moan and began feeding his naked little boy with his warm delicious milk. Of course like a bear takes to honey, I sapped up every drop of his delightful nourishment.

No doubt Nathans dad could tell his little boy was all happy now that he had his warm delicious cream inside of his body. As he finally began to calm after his intense orgasm, his little boy lifted his head off his lap, unbuttoned his dads shirt and sucked his nipples that he so much loved and adored.

When I finally removed my lips from his rosy -red mounds, Nathans dad teasingly said with a huge smile on his face, "My, My-- Im going to have to spank you again, give you a bath and put you to bed because you made another mess this time all over my clothes and the sofa.

I just smiled and replied in my nelly faggot voice, "Well, I might just need another spanking again."

Nathans dad replied in sure jubilation, "Really?"

I exclaimed, "Yea, Really!"

I knew it would excite Nathans dad more than anything if he got another opportunity to spank his little naked boy again. But even more thrilling than the first spanking he gave me out at the pool was the fact he was clothed and I wasnt. It just seemed to be more exciting and thrilling for a masculine clothed man like Nathans dad to spank his little naked boy for bing so naughty.

Nathans dad quickly stood up, pulled his jeans back up and buckled his belt. He lead me by the hand over to the kitchen table and placed his little naked boy over his lap. The eroticism of being dominated to such a degree was beyond belief.

Before I knew it, his hand chapped firmly across my bare buns only this time it was harder than when he first spanked me out at the pool. Then came a second and third and fourth swat. With each passing blow, they became harder and harder. My body began to twitch and my cock skyrocketed. I was so aroused being spanked naked over a fully clothed mans lap that I yelled out in my nelly faggot voice, " Harder , Oh Harder--Im such a little faggot now you know!".

Nathans father was all to happy to accommodate my request. No sooner had I uttered my submissive demand when a horrific blow blistered my ass. Nathans dad was so excited giving his naked little boy a firm spanking , he grew an instant boner even though he just came a few minutes before.

Once he seared by buns about five more times , I wanted to stop. But he held my body firmly in place and went harder and harder for he knew that I really wanted and needed more of his discipline.

I screeched out from the top of my lungs to stop, but he ignored my cries as his hand continued blistering my ass. Even though tears filled my eyes and my rump ached like hell, the carnal eroticism I felt was beyond belief. I wondered in my mind to keep my sanity in check what Nathan would think if he could witness what his dad was doing to me. By now I was crying and Nathans dad could tell I was almost at wits end.

When he finally ended his wicked spree, my naked body remained absolutely docile across his lap as tears rolled off my face and onto the floor. Nathans dad softly kissed my burning cheeks back and forth in a compassionate attempt to soothe them.

He knew his little naked boy now needed to sit in his lap so he could calm me after the fierce discipline that he inflicted on my ass. He carefully lifted me up and seated me in his lap facing him with my legs on the floor. Even though by body was in total agony and tears filled my eyes, Nathans dad had given me my ultimate dream fantasy come true.

Indeed he was right. Being spanked naked over a fully clothed mans lap was the absolute pinnacle of sexual gratification at least for me.

Nathans dad grabbed a mirror that was sitting on the kitchen table. He positioned it around my backside and told me to stand up so I could see what my buns looked like. When I rose to my feet nd looked around in the mirror, I was astounded that my buns were radiating a ruby red color. As we both admired my glowing cheeks, Nathans dad exclaimed, "I got to get a picture of your butt especially since you still have tears in your eyes".

He quickly grabbed his camera in the living room and snapped of several pictures. He had me turn my head with my ass in full view of the lens so the photo would capture both my teary eyes and burning red ass at the same time. He exclaimed, "I cant wait to see these photos when they are developed".

Once Nathans dad put the camera down, he sat back in his chair and I sat back down in his lap. I placed my hands around his neck because I knew he wanted to kiss my nipples since they were right in front of his lips. After Nathans dad pecked them with his lips for a about a full minute, he exclaimed, "God, I just love you to death--you are so fun to be with as he wiped the last remaining tears from my eyes".

I replied still sniffling from my spanking, "Well I like being with you too. "

Nathans dad could sense it aroused me even more when he was clothed and I wasnt sitting in his lap as if I were his little naked boy needing affection from my cherished father after the firm discipline I received from him. It made me feel so submissive inside and him so dominate which was the impassioned feeling I truly craved for.

Nathans dad looked his little precious naked boy over with pride in his eyes and said, "Come on, I want to give you another warm bubble bath so I can watch you play with your new toys".

He had me wrap my arms around the back of his neck and legs around his waist. He interlocked his wrists together underneath my butt, lifted me up and carried his little naked boy back to his bedroom. There he laid his me on the mattress, went into the bathroom and prepared my bubble bath.

When Nathans dad carried his little naked boy into the bathroom and placed him in the tub, he could instantly tell how jubilant I was. He got down on his knees and leaned over the tub so he could wash his little boy all over with a washcloth and then shampooed his hair. With a smile on his face, he handed me my sailing ship and other tubby toys so he could watch his little naked boy play with them while he bathed me.

I was so happy now! I loved having Nathans dad bath me while I played with my toys in front of him. I only wished that I had got the same loving care from my parents when I was little.

Of course Nathans dad just had to take a few more pictures of me playing with my new sailing ship and other tubby toys with my body covered in bubbles. As he snapped of several photos, he exclaimed, "You look absolutely adorable playing with your new ship--youre having so much fun!"

I just smiled and blushed as I played with my new boat in the suds and water. I must have stayed in the tub for almost an hour as Nathans dad knelt at my side and watched me play with my new toys while we talked about the party the next day.

When I finally got out, I kindly asked Nathans dad if he would give me another bath the next morning before everyone came over. As he toweled his little naked boy off, Nathans dad was all to happy to accommodate my request.

That night we had the best time being together. Nathans dad ordered us a pizza and we laid across his bed watching porno flicks. About 9pm, he placed me over his lap and applied a second application of cream to my unusual diaper rash. He then tucked me in bed, took off his clothes and rolled up next to me. We both drifted off to sleep in each others arms given we were so tired from the night before and knowing that we had a full day ahead of us.

If the day before was the happiest day of my life, that afternoon & evening was certainly the second happiest day of my life. I couldn"t wait to see what day #3 would bring.




Uncle breaks me in

I had always wanted him! He was the man on my fantasies; the one I wanted to fuck since my balls dropped. I wanted to my uncle so bad! I beat off to the thought of him fucking my ass and making me his bitch, oh how I wanted him so.
He was amazing looking. He was 6'3 tanned and toned from his construction work. His chest was covered in red hair and his nuts hung low. As he would walk thorough the house with nothing but his briefs, I would pretend not to watch and then run to my room and pound it hard.

My uncle had lived with us since I was thirteen. At 33 he had never married and bedded a different woman every night. It was walking in on him while he was jacking off that I learned to myself. I asked him many questions and he delivered the answers and showed me exactly what to do, and after that, we'd regularly beat if to straight porn and I would fake my attention for the women and yet idolize his massive cock. He must have been 9 inches uncut and covered in hair, he was my fuck god.

I could never tell him I was gay, but I was very sure of it. I got dick wherever I could from the willing and those who were just "experimenting", but I knew one day I would have his cock in my tight and well-worn ass.

In July of my junior year of high school, my parents went to the Caribbean for a month, and left my Uncle Tom and I to be the bachelors we were. Tom didn't care how much beer I drank or how late I stayed out, just as long as I was safe. The first week my parents were gone, he had taken to going nude around the house and skinny dipping in our pool. He said we were both guys so I did the same. I was fairly attractive. 6 ft tanned and toned from swimming with a thick mate of hair all over my body, and an 8-inch uncut cock.

Each time I saw him, I wanted my uncle more and more, until one orgasmic night. It was about ten and I was in my room jacking off. I turned the porn up loud and started to moan so that my uncle might want to jerk it with me, and sure enough he was there in a few minutes. But I decided to do something that night I never had before. I started playing with my ass in front of him, slowly pushing three fingers in and out on my ass and moaning--and I made sure he took notice.

I could tell he enjoyed it and I asked if he wanted to try. "I'm not gonna fuck myself like a fagot!" he exclaimed, but continued to watch me. I knew he wanted to fuck my hole and so he asked if he could finger me.

"When we were kids, your dad and some other guys in our neighborhood used to go down to the basement and fuck each other it was so hot. I learned young that what I need as a man."

"Tom," I said, "I can give it to you, just fuck me." With that he let me lean over and starts jacking his huge member. I felt so good and smelled of a real man; his moans made my cock grow hard while he pinched my hairy nipples. I knew he was about to cum and knew my fantasies were about to become my reality. I took his fuck rod in my mouth and sucked it hard and squeezed his nuts till he groaned.

I swallowed all 6 huge loads of my uncle's spunk. I was ready to fuck him, but he told me he wanted to show me how a real man sucks cock. I laid back and his head went into my hairy thighs. He took all of my fuck rod and ran his teeth gently over my member, no man had sucked it so hard before. He squeezed my ball with force that made yell, and each time I groaned he would suck and squeeze harder. I played with my hard nipples and felt myself about to cum, I forced his head farther down my dick and he swallowed every drop of spunk.

"You sure know how suck dick," I said.

"I learned in the army, but I don't talk about it. I save it for the hottest and biggest guys I wanna fuck, and I've wanted you since your nuts dropped."

"Oh Tom, fuck me, fuck me please."

"Such a dirty mouth you have on you, you cock slut."

"You want me to fuck you like you always have dreamed, like you've been imagining since I taught you to fuck yourself. Well, you're just going to have to wait for that. Your parents are going to be gone another few weeks; we have plenty of time to break in that cock and ass of yours into what a real man wants. Now suck my balls!"

I bent down and sucked and licked his sweaty nuts. He came again and told me to go to bed. He left, but I could here him pounding it form the other room. He did break me in that summer and so did a few of his army buddies. He made me a man, I made him my bitch that summer, and we have repeated our ritual nearly every day since.




My dad - my fantasy

This happened when I was 15 years old. You may call me a bisexual as I have had sex with girls too. But just 3 girls compared to 20 men. So I guess Im more on the gay side. Anyway, my type of guys has always been men above 30. I just couldnt resist them. The hairier they were the better. I lived with my parents and am the only child. I turned 20 today. I started receiving special gifts right from when I was 15. And these gifts were given to me by my dad. By the time I was 15 I already had a lot experience. But only with guys of my age. I always fantasized about men. With guys my age I had these several restrictions like no rimming, no sucking etc. But with men I couldnt get nastier in my fantasies. So, of all the men I fantasized the one I fantasized the most was my own father.

It all started one day when I got back from a football game. Yeah I was kind of a sports freak right from my childhood. Maybe thats reason I was quite in shape. I stood 510 at the age of 15. A cute bubble butt and a tool measuring up to 7 inches. So, I came into my house and ran into the kitchen to get a bottle of beer. There were restrictions at home but only when mom was home. With dad I could drink, smoke, fart, burp do anything I want. Thats why I was more close to dad. I knew mom wasnt home because she told me shed be leaving for grandmas in the afternoon. So I grabbed a beer and sat on the couch to watch T.V. I was sweating like a pig. And the entire stink from my sweat and shoes filled up the whole room. I switched off the T.V and decided to take a shower.

As I was walking towards my room I passed my dads room and saw that the door was slightly open. I slowly pushed the door open and was just gonna say dad when I saw he was lying on his bed. I could smell beer so I assumed he must have passed out. So I started to make my way back to my room when I realized he was sleep with nothing on but just a pair of white boxers. I knew one thing that if my dad had passed out drinking beer then nothing in the world could wake him up. So I thought I could just try my luck and see what I wanted to see all my life. My dads cock. Something that I had fancied for so long. I moved towards him and just stood there. I got a strong smell when I was standing there. I went closer. I realized it was nothing but my own dads stink. He probably didnt even take a shower when he got back home from work. I inhaled deeply and filled my lungs with his stink. My dick began to grow in my pants. I was standing in front on my dad. A 511 tall, beefy man with the right amount of hair all over his body, a fine muscular butt and hugest bulge I had ever seen. And this man was laying right in front me wearing only a loose pair of boxers. While rejoicing in my mind, suddenly my dad moved. Now that really scared the hell outta me. I didnt move. He was just moving in his sleep. And good that he did that because now he had spread his legs wide open. I noticed his fly was unbuttoned and I could a thick hairy bush inside. My slowly moved closer. I tried to move the fly a little lower so that I could see his dick. But before that I pushed my fingers into his pubes. I couldnt believe I had my hands stuck in my fathers boxers. I pulled them back and took a whiff. Boyyyy what a feeling!

My dick was rock-hard by now making a perfect tent in my pants. I bent down again and started pulling down the fly of his boxers. I guess I was doing a little bit too fast because he suddenly moved and turned over bending one knee. This made the boxers kinda tight around his butt revealing the perfect shape. I thought I was gonna pass out coz of the whole set up was so overwhelming. Now I had missed the chance of seeing his dick but I was still happy I could at least touch his pubes. I stood there watching his perfect mounds. If only I could rip his boxers and stick my tongue in it. I slowly placed my hand on his right butt cheek. My hands were shivering out of fear and excitement. Softly I brushed my hands around his butt making my way up till his crack and onto his left butt cheek. I was in heaven. I bent down and brought my nose close to his ass crack. I took deep whiff inhaling the man stink I craved for since my childhood. I could smell the sweat and also a little bit of something else. He farted a lot. I knew this was where his farts get filtered. I slowly stuck my tongue out and licked his boxer. I just wanted to suck on his boxers the whole night. But suddenly he moved again. This time I really thought I would get caught. But he was still asleep. I was shit-scared and I couldnt do it anymore. I left the room and went straight into my room. I dropped my pants and started jerking my 7 inch rod. I was so horny that I was spewing my jizz within seconds. I took a shower and went to bed. I woke next morning and was still thinking about my dad. If only I could see his dick! I lifted my leg up and farted. The stink filled my room. I got out of the bed and straight in the bathroom. My bladder was bursting with all the beer I had yesterday. I pulled my dick out of my underwear and pointed it at the pot. A jet of yellow piss hit the water and it seemed like I hadnt taken a piss for days. I slightly bent and again ripped a wet fart. I flushed and stood in front of the mirror. A three-day stubble had grown and so I needed to shave. I searched for my razor in the cabinet but couldnt find it. Then I remembered that my dad had taken it yesterday because he had forgotten to buy a new one for him. I walked out of my bathroom in my boxer brief and went straight into my dads room. He was still sleeping with his legs spread wide apart. The fly was slightly open but again I could only see the pubes. Since he could have woken up any minute I thought Id rather not stand there for he might catch me staring at his crotch. I went into his bathroom and took my razor and came back to my room. I was almost done shaving when my dad walked into the bathroom.

Hey son, oh youre shaving. I came to borrow your razor again. Yesterday again I forgot to buy it." My dad said looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"Im almost done. Ill come and give it you."I replied.

"No thats ok. Ill wait here."

He turned around and stood in front of the pot. I continued shaving. All of a sudden I heard something. I turned around and my jaws dropped. My dad was pissing in my bathroom with his cock out and he had no intentions of covering it. I almost cut myself with the razor. All the time what I craved for was here right in front of me. My dads dick. A thick piece of meat with a nice hood. I couldnt believe my eyes. I kept staring at his piece of meat. He pulled his foreskin back to reveal a nice collection of at least a weeks dick cheese. The smell of the dickcheese just filled bathroom. I was in heaven. To add to it he moaned and ripped the biggest fart ever. I quickly turned back and continued shaving. Although I was done I was still pretending to shave. Who the hell would want to miss all of this!!!

My dad chuckled and said," Ahhh...now thats a relief."

"It sure is!" I replied pretending none of all this was actually making me horny as hell. "Oh God I think I gotta take a dump." Saying this, my dad just pulled his boxers down and sat on the pot. He let one huge wet fart. The smell just filled the room and I thought I was gonna faint. Was this all real? Was this actually happening to me? Or was it a dream. Then I heard a huge plop sound. My dad was actually shitting right behind me just a couple of feet away. With every new turd he released he moaned. And with his every moan my dick was getting harder and harder. Now how the fuck was I supposed face my dad. If he saw me with a boner hell surely think Im a fucking gay to pop a boner looking at my dad taking a dump. I continued shaving though there was nothing left to shave anymore. He ripped another one. It was driving me crazy. I pressed my boner against counter so that he couldnt notice.

"You done yet?" my dad asked wiping his ass.

"Umm yes Im done." I stopped shaving and started washing my razor. He got up and turned around to flush with his boxers still at his ankle. I could see him through the mirror. His fat dick swinging as he turned around. And what a pair of huge balls! Despite of all the hair down there his dick still looked so huge even when flaccid- at least 4 inches. I wondered how big it would grow when it was hard. He bent down to pull his boxers up. His ass looked so fucking hot from the side. I wished I could get a better view. He came towards me and put an arm on my shoulder and leaned on me and looked at himself in the mirror.

"Look at that. Thats a one-day stubble. But it seems like I havent shaved for days." Dad said rubbing his jaw.

"Thats coz you are one hairy bear, dad."I replied.

"Ohh Yeah?" he just grabbed me and cupped me inside and rubbed my hair. "Well youre gonna be too. I guess who already are. Look you are shaving at the age 15!"

I felt something on my left butt cheek. Wait. Was it? Oh no. It was my dads dick. Fuck!!! My dads dick was rubbing against my butt and he didnt even notice. My boner now began to pain. I was pressing it so hard. I could also feel my dads hair of his armpit on my shoulder. And also that fuckin godly smell. I couldnt help it and I gasped.

"You ok?" my dad asked.

"Yeah ...err its just the cut I got." WTF!! What else could I have come up with? I was waiting for my dad to leave now because until he left I couldnt move away from the counter. You know the boner. So to make things worse (Or maybe not) my dad asked me if he could shave here in my bathroom.

"Sure. Why not?" I replied not realizing that I had put my self in a big trouble. How the hell was

I supposed to hide my hard on now?

"Im gonna take a shower", I said and I dropped my towel on the floor and bent down to pick it up. I turned around still bending and walked towards the shower. I hoped he hadnt seen my boner. I stepped into the tub and drew the curtain. Wheeww! That was close. I thought. I looked at him from the shower as he shaved. His muscular ass filled the boxers perfectly. My dick stood at 90 degrees now. I wanted jerk off so badly. And then he farted once again. A real big one .He moaned with relief and growled, "Yeahhh!!" That was it. I couldnt take it anymore. Just a few tugs and shot a huge load of cum in the tub. Yeah I was jerking off just a few feet away from my dad. I tried hard not to moan. But I did though very softly. And since the shower was on I hoped he did not hear it. That was such a relief. My dick was back to its normal state. Now I didnt have to be scared to come in front of my dad either.

"Room for two there son?" he asked finishing his shave.

"Huh?" I was shocked. Was he gonna join me in my shower too? No thats not what he meant. "Come on. Its been so long since showered together. When you were a kid you always wanted to shower with me. What now you too grown up to shower with your dad. You guys shower together in your gym right?"

I was speechless. I didnt know what to say. I didnt want to yes but I definitely didnt want to say no. But what if I pop a boner again? This time hell obviously be able to see it. "Come on. Move a little." He said dropping his boxers on the floor. Fuck he was stark naked in front of me. He stepped inside the shower. I turned around my back facing him. He slapped my naked butt. "Come on move." I moved a little my back still facing him.

"What now you all shy to face me?" He said laughing.

I turned around and I just couldnt help but look at that big fuckin piece of meat. "Dont worry son. Youre clearly on the way to have one like me." He said with a smirk. I was never so embarrassed in my whole life. My dad just caught me ogling at his cock. But he just got under the shower and began lathering himself as if it didnt matter to him at all. He began talking about usual stuff. It was like showering naked with his 15 yr old son was something he has been doing all along.

"So how many girls have u fucked, son? Im assuming at least a dozen for a jock like you, eh?" He said smiling. I told you he was all ok to have such conversations with. But just that we never had it in a shower all naked!!!

"Err...Just a couple of them dad. And we just made out nothing more." I replied lathering up my face.

"Just a couple? Come on, youre my son. You gotta use this more often than that." He said grabbing my dick and balls in his huge palm.

.I went numb. My dad just grabbed my dick. I opened my eyes and the soap went into my eyes.

"Ohh...my eyes." I said rubbing my eyes.

"Come here. Stand under the shower." He held my arm and brought me under the shower.

While doing so his dick brushed against my right butt cheek. I was all weak- kneed by now. And all the time I was shit scared that I would get a hard on. But I kept cool and started scrubbing my back. Seeing that I couldnt reach properly my dad took the loofah from the hands.

"Ill help ya there." And my dad started scrubbing my back. He did that for a few minutes and started working down my back. STOP STOP STOP thats all I had in my mind. Coz this was definitely turning me on like hell. But he just kept scrubbing. He reached my butt and started scrubbing right in my crack but just for a few seconds so I didnt say anything. Now he went all the way upto to neck and started scrubbing. I just stood there with my hands on the wall. Well things were going fine until I felt something against my butt crack. My dads dick was constantly hitting against my butt while he scrubbed the back of my neck. Ohh shit I thought as I started getting a boner. Shit shit shit now what do I do??

***

"Ill help ya there." And my dad started scrubbing my back. He did that for a few minutes and started working down my back. STOP STOP STOP thats all I had in my mind. Coz this was definitely turning me on like hell. But he just kept scrubbing. He reached my butt and started scrubbing right in my crack but just for a few seconds so I didnt say anything. Now he went all the way upto to neck and started scrubbing. I just stood there with my hands on the wall. Well things were going fine until I felt something against my butt crack. My dads dick was constantly hitting against my butt while he scrubbed the back of my neck. Ohh shit I thought as I started getting a boner. Shit shit shit now what do I do??

"There. I think thats enough. Now help your old man here." Saying this he turned around. This cannot be happening. How can I face dad. What if he turns? What if he sees my hard on? I hesitantly took the loofah and started with his upper back all the while praying he shouldnt look back. I looked down at his big hairy ass. Fuck what an ass!!! I just wanted sit down in the tub and stick my tongue in his shithole. His butt muscle flexed as he shifted his bodyweight from one leg to the other. I was literally drooling. My hands started trembling with excitement and nervousness but I still continued with the scrubbing.

"What are you a girl? Come on give me a good hard scrub back there." He said leaning on the wall. Now his ass stood out even more. This made cock rock hard. What the hell am I gonna do? This is so fucked up man!! These were the only thoughts that crossed my mind apart from obviously the nasty things I wanted to do to dads ass. I started scrubbing a bit harder. Being done with the upper back I knew I had to head down. And every time I looked at his ass I wanted to just jerk off then and there on his sexy fuckin ass. So I worked my way down his lower back. The soapy lather just sliding down his back and into his ass crack and falling off from his low hanging balls. And all the while my dad just shifted his body weight from one leg to another making his ass flex everytime. I kept going lower and lower. I was gonna scrub my dads ass!!! I was horny as hell and shit scared at the same time. But I controlled myself and started with left butt cheek. Since I had to scrub it hard I bent down a little. My face was just a few feet away from his ass. What a perfect ass!!! The whole feeling was so overwhelming that I started trembling and dropped the loofah in the tub. I bent down to get it. My head was now lower than my dads ass so as I was just getting up he just ripped a huge wet fart right in my face.

"Yeahhh!! Ha ha howd you like that son?" My dad said laughing in his manly voice. And the Yeahhh almost sounded like a grunt. And did he ask me how did I like it? Well this was definitely gonna be my core thought while jerking off for the rest of my life. I mean my dad just fuckin farted right on my face man! What more could I ask for? I mean I knew I could ask for a lot more but I knew I couldnt get all of that. Ok now I had to say something or else he was gonna turn around and catch me with my boner which now standing at a 90 degree angle. "Fuck dad... what the hell!!!" I replied pretending that the whole thing was just disgusting while here I was drooling over that very thought. And to add to it there was the smell that roamed the air. It simply aroused me to whole new level.

He just laughed and said."What... dont you guys fool around with each other the same way?

Farting has always been the most popular sports among my buddies."

"Yeah sure dad!! You do that one more time and ."

He didnt even let me finish my sentence when he cut another one.

"Dad!!! Will you stop that?" I replied showing even more disgust. But all the while I only thought Oh please dont stop please dont.

"I thought you were asking for it" he said laughing at it like a 20 something guy.

"No I was not. Now will you please let me finish with the scrubbing?"

"Alright alright." He replied sounding a little disappointed for not being interested in his sports But only if he knew that it was the only sport I ever wanted to play with him all my life. I again began with his left butt. After scrubbing for quite a while I moved to the right one. Obviously I had spent more time scrubbing his ass than his back. He clenched his butt once or twice when I had begun with the scrubbing. But now he clenched everytime I scrubbed on top of each butt. This really got me fuckin excited. But I still controlled myself. I dont think I had ever wanted to jerk off so bad in my entire life. Now I thought I really had to stop. I couldnt go on for ever you know. But since he had not said anything all this while I continued scrubbing. But this time not his butt. I moved further down. I started scrubbing his thighs. He didnt seem to protest. I dont think he should have. I mean its not always that he gets a free scrub. SO I started working on his thigh. As I reached for the inner thigh he moved his feet apart so that I could get a better access there. Since my dad didnt say anything I mustered a little more courage and started moving upwards from his inner thigh. I was obviously bent down so that I could scrub him properly. But as I was moving upwards I felt that an awkward silence prevailed there for a while. Just as I thought this, my dad shifting his body weight from his left leg to the right said,

"So where did you fuck that girlfriend of yours? You brought her home?" I was kind of startled as I was busy drooling at the right butt cheek which had turned into a full globe because of his position. So all of this that I had been doing, nothing bothered him at all? I mean I almost touched his balls but he said nothing about it like it was such a usual thing to do. I wish it was!!!

"Err .no not home. We did it in our school loo..." I replied kinda being embarrassed. Hearing my answer my dad just broke into a huge laughter. With every laugh I could see his balls swing and dash against his thighs. Well I should make him laugh more often I thought. ;)

"Well thats sure is a crumpled up place to do it eh? And kinda risky too. I like that. So how long did u do her?"

"I told you we just made out. Kissing and maybe caressing her tits thats all "

"Ohh ya...I forgot you still dont know how to fuck a girl..."

"Dad!"

"What! Come on Rick. I screwed 9 chicks when I was your age. I use to get some almost every other night. And this remains between us alright. Its a father son talk and it should involve only me and you. Ok?"

"Dad. Just say you dont want Mom to know your score " I replied still scrubbing. My dad looked over his shoulder. Even though he couldnt see me completely, I knew he was grinning. I continued with the scrubbing. Since we were having a cool random conversation I thought if I touched his balls by mistake he wouldnt realize. So with all the guts I once again started scrubbing his inner thigh and slowly moved upwards. Since he was leaning on the wall with his head down I knew he couldnt see me. So I bent down a little more to catch a clear glimpse of his hairy big balls and his dick. I tried to bend as much as I could but it was useless. I could only see his balls. Now, I couldnt have gone right underneath his legs and stare at his man tools, could I? I continued moving upwards. Soon I was scrubbing his thigh and rights beside my hands were the low hangers. He again shifted his bodyweight and his balls touched my fingers. This was the first time I touched his balls!!! Fuck if this goes on, I thought, Ill be spewing my jizz right on my dads legs. I moved on to the right leg when my fingers brushed his balls. This made him tingle a bit.

"I guess thats enough" he said. I quickly dropped the loofah and again turned around to hide my boner.

"I gotta piss .. You know what son? Lets have a piss competition. Lets see who can mark the highest point with their piss. Yeah?" my dad said and came forward to stand beside me. We were both facing the wall.

"Alright. On the count of three."

What the hell went into my dad today? We use to play such games when I was a kid. And after all these years he suddenly wants to play all of it again. Id too love to play but the only problem was that all of this was fucking giving me a rock hard boner. How was I supposed to even face him? Earlier, his farts turned me on like hell and now he wants to stand right beside me with our naked wet bodies touching each other hold his monstrous dick his hand and PISS!!! This time hell surely see what I have been trying to hide all this while. I couldnt even think of something and he was standing right beside me with his arms around my shoulders. I looked down at his thick meat he was holding in his hands. I was mesmerized. I knew he could have seen me staring his cock so hungrily but I just couldnt take my eyes off it. Soon a jet of piss shot from his hose. My jaws dropped. He was busy aiming his dick to a higher level so he could win. He was gonna win anyways because I couldnt begin pissing with my hard on. I simply stood there staring at his cock. All the while I could hear him laughing and bragging like some young PlayStation gamer.

"Ha ha! You lost mate! I couldnt even see your piss reaching anywhere near my mark." He bragged and looked at me. I know there was nothing I could do now. He had seen my boner. And I could see his expression change drastically. He removed his arm from my shoulder and stepped back. I couldnt face him now.

"Turn around." He said. It was more of a command and I could sense the seriousness his voice.

"Turn around Rick and face me." This time his voice was a lot louder.

"I see why I couldnt see your piss. You have a fuckin hard on thats why."

I just kept quite not even daring to look at him in the eye.

"Look at me when Im talking to you" He yelled. That just scared the shit outta me. I looked at him. His face had turned red in anger.

"Are you gay?" he asked in a very stern voice.

"No." I replied softly.

"Then why the hell would you pop a boner when you are just showering with your dad?" He was yelling at the top of his voice. I actually thought he was gonna slap me.

"Answer me Rick . "

"I .err .I dont know dad." I replied; almost on the verge of crying.

"But I know why. And thats because you are gay. I cant believe it rick. How can you be turned on by me? I never thought youd turn out to be like this. Jesus ." He turned his away. There was a brief moment of silence. I just stood there not knowing what to reply. He stepped out of the tub grabbed the towel from the counter and wrapped it around his waist. "Come on get ready. I dont want you to be late for school." And he just walked out of the bathroom and banged the door.

I knew I had screwed up. And now there was nothing I could do about it. What was I thinking?

How could I even think that my fantasies could come true? Now I had even lost my dads respect. I knew things will never be the same again.




Dads friend

The fact you know you should not do something can make it more tempting.

And so it was as I watched my asleep on the sun lounger on what was the first nice sunny day of spring. Of course a warm sunny day in itself makes me feel good and makes me horny.

Dad was at work and Frank had been staying at my dads place for the last week. He had a barney with the old woman and just turned up at the door suitcase in hand.

I was never really sure what Frank done to earn money. He was a bit of a jack of all trades and a wheeler dealer from east London who always seemed to have no shortage of cash.

So I stood in the kitchen doorway watching as he lay in the back yard wearing just a pair of white cotton boxers. The soft breeze brushed against his body causing his thick blonde body hair to shimmer in the sun. I moved closer to inspect his bare flesh on display and the way the white cotton bulged and creased around his manhood, the flap of his boxers offering only the slightest glimpse of flesh to tease me. You should know that he was no real looker. I mean not attractive in the classic sense. But sometimes circumstances come together and someone you may have never really viewed in a sexual manner can become the centre of your desires.

He was in his 50s with dirty blonde hair that was short and scruffy. His facial features were average and his nose broken in a few places. He had a large build with a bit of a beer gut that was covered in a thick layer of blonde hair that disappeared beneath the waist band of his boxers. The hair looked almost golden when the sunlight caught it. His thighs were chunky and his feet size 16. His thick hairy forearms covered in a mixed style of tattoos from his youth.

I remained mesmerised as I watched his hairy chest rise and fall with each deep breath. He had a distinct musky odour that drifted on the breeze towards me that I inhaled deeply as I closed my eyes. Why was I suddenly feeling so aroused by this man who I had seen over a hundred times and never felt this way?

I felt my arousal grow as my mind filled with thoughts of slipping away those cotton boxers.

His body twisted slightly his breathing changed and his eyes slowly opened gradually focusing on me.

"Hey mate, how long you been stood there" "I just got home" I fibbed feeling a little embarrassed "Could you do me a favour?" he said in his husky voice, his east London accent as strong as ever "Sure" "If I turn over can you put some oil on my back and my legs mate" "Yeah no probs" "I will burn to a bloody crisp otherwise"

He twisted his body over his head turned to one side as I grabbed the bottle of oil and squeezed a generous amount on my hands. I began to apply the oil in large circles on his back that also had a thin layer of blonde hair. The circles became smaller as I sculpted my hands to the shape of the warm bare flesh beneath. I began to apply the oil to his lower back and down each side of his torso, each stroke slow and purposeful as I explored the feel of his body beneath my fingers.

My fingers brushed against the elastic waist band of his boxers gently nudging them a little lower exposing just the top off his arse cheeks and a thick layer of blonde hair that run at the crevice between the cheeks. My fingers run gently down the side of his torso and dipped gently down to the front of his hips.

Adding more oil to my hands I began to apply to his right leg starting at the calve working upwards to the thigh and gently running my fingers down the inner thigh. My finger tips gently slid up under the leg of the cotton boxers sliding down till I felt them brush against his balls. He remained perfectly still as my hands slid down the inside of his leg and back up again in a smooth fluid stroke. I moved to the left leg again gently slipping under the white cotton leg, my fingers feeling the fuzz on the cheek of his arse. My hands slid down to the inside of his thigh gently up this time brushing against the tip of his sticky cock head leaving a trail of clear pre cum down his inner thigh as my fingers pulled down. My own cock throbbed hard within my shorts as I continued.

"Feels good" Frank whispered. I took that as an invitation to continue with my exploration and my hands slowly glided smoothly up the back of his thigh back under his boxers this time slowing my motion making smaller circles as my fingers moved down.

Again my fingers brushed against the tip of his cock but this time my fingers paused with gentle pressure and Frank let out a light groan.

"Hey you think that oil will stain my boxers?" Frank said out of the blue "Dunno" I replied surprised by the question "What time does your old man get back from work?" "Not till late tonight" "Well you dont mind taking these boxers off do you mate? I dont want to ruin my best pair with oil" "Alright by me Frank" "You might have to put more oil on so I dont get a burnt arse or anything" I let out a nervous laugh as I replied "Yeah no problem mate"

I wiped my hands on the towel he was laid on to remove the oil before I gripped the waist band of his boxers and slipped them down over his feet. Now I had a clear view of his perfectly rounded fuzzy arse cheeks and I added more oil to my hands. As I put my hands on his arse cheeks he spread his legs slightly and as I looked down I could see his large hairy balls and his cock tucked down between his thighs. His purple cock head was large and swollen and as I oiled his arse cheeks I could not resist letting my fingers move down to touch the back of his balls.

"Dont miss anything will you mate I would hate anything with sun burn" "I wont frank dont worry"

With my oiled hand I gripped his hard cock, his hips raised slightly to give me access and he groaned as my hands now explored the length of his thick throbbing meat.

"Fuck that feels good" he groaned as he raised his hips further I lowered my head as I gripped harder on his cock and gently touched my tongue against his fuzzy crack teasing his hole gently. "Oh fuck what you doing to me?" Frank asked groaning louder My tongue darted in and out of his musky hairy hole making him thrust his arse in my face as his cock dripped like a tap over my hands.

The taste and the masculine odour aroused me as I continued to feast on his delicious man hole savouring every taste as I eagerly stuck my tongue deep within his warm hole.

"You dirty little fucker" Frank said as his thighs spread wider apart.

I came up for air and looked at his saliva wet hole the hair clinging together in damp clumps. I buried my nose against the back of his balls inhaling deeply his strong musky man odour before raising my head slightly to fill his tasty man hole once again with my greedy tongue.

"Yeah fucking eat it"

I could feel my underwear soaked with my own pre cum that oozed out with my excitement. I felt light headed from the smell and taste of this man.

"I think we should go inside mate" Frank said looking at me with a wink and a big dirty grin..

***

I followed Frank as he walked bare arse naked to my dads room. As soon as we entered I was hit by the usual musky male odour that always seemed to hang thick in this room. I had on a few occasions when dad was at work found myself laying on dads bed naked rubbing one out as I took in the overwhelming man scent. It seemed to add to my arousal and excitement. I had also timed it on a few occasions so that I would be in his room naked stroking off just before he was due home from work. Humping my cock against his pillows knowing he would be sleeping there later unaware. The fear that he could walk in at any moment always managed to get me off without fail.

I had cut it close a few times but never been caught.

Frank climbed on the bed and I removed my t shirt and shorts exposing my rock hard cock. It still felt wrong to be doing this with Frank but I was feeling so damn horny.

Frank quickly pinned me on my back and sat astride my waist, his face coming close to mine until I felt his warm moist lips and the taste of his saliva as his tongue began to explore my mouth. I had not anticipated he would be passionate as he gripped me tight our naked bodies rubbing together the scent of our bodies mixing with the scent from my dads sheets.

I felt his thick man cock rubbing against my cock making me groan with pleasure. His hands gripped at my flesh exploring my body and reaching up to tease my nipples. I tried to struggle as he began to twist my nipples hard but he pinned me down with his weight as his tongue continued to probe deep in my mouth muffling any complaints.

Frank pulled his mouth away suddenly and jumped off me as he gripped my waist lifting me off the bed with ease before flipping me onto my front. My face pressed against the pillar I could smell where my dad had slept this morning as I felt Frank spread my thighs and lay on top of me thrusting his manhood against the crack of my arse as he bit down hard on the nape of my neck. "You want some of what daddies got for you lad?" he whispered in my ear his warm breath sending a shiver down my spine as he spoke "I want what daddy wants" I replied feeling his large hands grip my upper arms pushing me into the mattress as his moist cock head teased my hole. "Daddy has something very special for you" he said breathlessly before biting my ear lobe hard making me groan into the pillow.

I groaned through gritted teeth inhaling hard as his cock head and the first few inches of his shaft thrust into my hole. He held it in place for a few moments before withdrawing it.

"Deep breaths lad, relax for daddy" he whispered again his voice husky and deep I focused on my breathing feeling his cock head again just gently rub against my hole before with a sudden thrust of weight he penetrated me to the hilt his large hairy balls slapping hard against me as I tensed every muscle in my body. I wanted to cry out as he held his throbbing man hood deep within my hole.

"Breath boy, breath slow" He whispered I was suddenly aware I had been holding my breath and I opened my lungs receiving the welcome air helping me to relax into his tight grip.

I could feel his sweaty body slide against my back as he began to slowly thrust his manhood in and out of my hole. I groaned this time in pleasure as I welcomed the feel of his thick cock deep within me.

"How do you like daddies cock lad?" "Fuck that feels good" "Bet you wish your dad could see you taking cock" The thought suddenly filled my mind and I felt my head rush knowing dad would be sleeping where I had been skewered.

I felt every inch of his manhood thrust as he picked up his pace his balls making a slapping sound as they hit me. His large hands gripped tight into my arms as he pounded me and I groaned "Yeah daddy give me that big cock" "What was that lad I cant hear you?" I moaned again this time louder "Give me your big cock daddy, I need your cock inside me" "You like that lad" "Yes I like daddies cock fucking my arse"

He continued his assault on my arse and it started to become sore but I dare not ask him to stop. I bit into the pillow taking it knowing he would soon empty his milky load as I felt his sweat drip and heard his breath more laboured then before.

"What was that?" I said my head tilting up "Nothing stay still lad daddy is very close" Frank groaned as his thrusts become hard and fast. I knew he was close now and my fingers gripped into the sheets as my eyes caught the bedroom door open but Frank was to close to stop..

There are moments in life that seem to defy the laws of physics. Moments when time itself appears to slow down or freeze as your thoughts continue in fast forward.

Of course these are never the moments you would wish to go slow but those that you wish would be over in a blink of an eye.

The surreal moment as I lay bare arsed naked getting rodgered rigid by my dads best mate and I see my dad stood in the bedroom doorway.

He stood 61" with short dark hair that had flecks of grey. His build stocky and imposing.

Our eyes met in what seemed like an eternity as his buddy in his last thrusts pumped me full of his hot creamy load. Dad watched as his thick cock slid deep in my hole his hairy balls slamming against me as they emptied.

I felt my own orgasm arise in slow motion as I was almost able to see the reflection in his eyes of the image before him. Unable to move and break eye contact as my own juices got ready to flood.

Ecstasy, arousal, guilt and shock all rolled into one sensation as every muscle in my body is tensed up.

I want to cry out as I look at him but like a dream state I am unable too do so.

What emotions must he be feeling right now? Is he hurt by what he sees? Does he hate me? Does he loath what he sees? Are his dreams of his son shattered?

The damn breaks as my hot sticky load empties between the sheets and my stomach.

Suddenly everything switched back to normal time and space as I saw him turn his back quickly closing the door hard behind him.

"Shit what the fuck was that" Frank asked looking round as he heard the door slam shut "That was my dad" I replied still in disbelief.

Frank rolled off me and I quickly jumped up making my way to the living room where my dad sat head in his hands crying.

"I am sorry dad I did not mean for you too.." I tried to explain "It is my fault" "But I" I objected as I looked down realising I was still naked. It seemed trivial to worry about that now.

"I should have told you sooner" he said looking up with red eyes "Should have told me what?"

I sat next to him putting my arm around him in an attempt to comfort him. He looked me in the eyes as his tears flowed and my next reaction I am unable to really explain.

As I looked him in the eyes and saw the sadness I just wanted to console him so I kissed him. But this was not a kiss on the cheek or a peck but a firm kiss against his lips that lingered longer then it should as I tasted his salty tears on my lips. I put my arms tighter around him holding him to reassure him. I felt his large hands touch my bare skin in return sending a shiver down my spine.

I would not have planned this moment but now I could not stop as the momentum built. His hands moved exploring and caressing my naked body as I felt my cock quickly stiffen from his attention. I could taste his saliva and smell his aftershave mixed in with his masculine odour from his days work.

I had smelt that odour many a time on his clothes but never direct from his flesh. It filled my nose and aroused my senses as my mouth opened slightly letting his warm moist tongue gently touch mine.

The bitter sweet taste of the forbidden fruit made me light headed as we continued. All sense of the room around us seemed to ebb away with each touch until we were both entranced deep within each other. Nothing mattered other then to continue our exploration and my fingers fumbled at his shirt buttons as his fingers run over my thighs. I run my fingers through his thick matting of dark hair that covered his chest and I groaned as he tenderly touched my hard cock.

I would lie if I said I had not looked at those hands wondering how they would feel groping my cock and now I sunk into his touch as if it was all that existed. I felt my cock throb as his grip tightened around my girth and his tongue explored deeper depths of my mouth.

I began to undo the buttons on his jeans as he held his stomach in. My hands slipped inside the opening of his boxers gripping hold of his thick uncut manhood. I heard him groaning under his breath as our mouths remained connected my fingers sliding back his foreskin exposing a large sensitive cock head.

With one hand my fingers rubbed under his piss slit while my other hand began to work one of his large nipples that protruded from the mass of hair. He pulled away from my mouth as he let out a loud groan of pleasure looking at me with his emerald green eyes.

I am not sure how long we were wrapped up in our exploration of each other. We were stood in the living room our naked bodies entwined as our mouths tasted each and every body part available. Neck, shoulder, armpit, nipple, ear and so we went on. I tasted his large ring finger as he gently slid it in my mouth. Then two fingers, he watched them slide in and out between my lips as his other hand held the side of my neck. I did not gag or heave as he moved his fingers deep inside I just remained fixed, lost in his gaze.

My mind imagined those fingers sliding in and out of my still wet boy hole the way they moved now in and out my mouth. How good that would make me feel having daddies fingers slip deep inside me.

I caught Frank out of the corner of my eye still naked as he watched us intently. He seemed bewitched as dad and son continued as if unaware of his presence.




Daddys lil ho

Hi, my name is Skylar and this is a story about how my life changed when I went to live with my daddy. Before I went to live with him I had never met him. See, mommy's a slut and a drunk. She and daddy were dating when she lived in New York City. When she found out she was pregnant she left daddy and moved back home to Toledo to be with her family. That's where I was born.

Mommy wasn't much of a mother. When she was drinking she would tell me that if it wasn't for me her cunt would still be tight and her boobs wouldn't sag. She would call me names and if I was naughty or she got pissed for some reason she would smack me. I guess I deserved it for fucking up her cunt.

By the time I was six I hardly ever saw mommy. I was enrolled in school full time and my cousin Zach babysat me from the time he pick me up from school until mommy would stumble in sometime in the evening. That was okay with me. I didn't really like mommy anyway. Zach would take me to his house. His mommy would have dinner for us. Zach called her the Crock-pot Queen. She didn't get home until 7pm so she always made sure there was a meal ready when we got there. Zach's daddy worked seconds so we only ever saw him on the weekends. Most of the time after we ate he would go to my house so I could play with my toys and watch TV, but that didn't go on for very long.

I liked the weekends because I would get to stay with Zach at his house. He was so sweet to me like the big brother I never had. By the time I turned ten I was sleeping over Zach's house half the week. His parents got a trundle bed for me in his room, which I really liked. It was really nice too because if I got scared or had a nightmare Zach would let me sleep with him in his bed. Those were the best because he would spoon me and rub my belly as went to sleep.

One night I had got scared and climbed into bed with Zach. We were laying there as usual when I noticed something, so I said to Zach, "Zach..."

"Yeah Sky baby, what's up?" he whispered in my ear.

"Zach, your thingy is poking me in the butt."

At that mommyent Zach froze. He didn't even breathe.

Then I said, "It's okay just a little hard to get to sleep with it poking me."

Then I reached back and felt the big man-boy cock in his boxers. For a mommyent, Zach still didn't move. But a mommyent later, Zach grabbed my hand pulling it away from his cock and turned onto his back.

"I'm sorry Sky buddy. These things happen to bigger guys and we can't help it."

I turned over and cuddled up to him.

"It's okay Zach. Please don't be mad at me for touching your thingy."

Zach grabbed hold of me and pulled me up into an embrace. "No no no baby, I'm not mad at you. I could never be mad at you, little guy."

Zach held me and reassured me with kisses on my cheeks. I hugged him back around his neck and kissed his cheek. We both took a big breath and relaxed in each others arms.

"Zach...?"

"Yeah babe?"

"Do all men have big thingies like you?"

I think the question startled him a little because he laughed.

"No baby, not all men are the same. And they are called cocks or penises, babe. Some will be bigger and some will be smaller. They come in all kinds of shapes too."

"Oh, okay. Well I like your cock, I hope mine will be like it when I get big."

We lay there a few more minutes. My head was pressed against the side of Zach's chest. I could hear him breath and I noticed that his heartbeat was getting faster.

"Hey Sky, would you like to see it?"

Excitedly I sprang up from the bed, "Really?"

"Yeah, you and me are best buddies, right?"

"Yes!"

"You just have to promise not to tell anybody okay?"

"Okay!"

I sat there in the dim light of the room and watched with my heart pounding as Zach reached into his boxers and pulled out the most beautiful 7 and 1/2 inch cut teen cock. He gave it a couple strokes with his big man like hand as I just sat there with my eyes frozen on it.

"Would you like to touch it again, Sky?"

Without saying a word he must have known my response by the big Cheshire grin on my face. I reached out and put my hand around his big hard cock. It felt so warm in my hand. The skin was soft but it felt as if it was stuffed with wood or metal it was so hard. I gave it a couple of strokes like I saw him do. The skin moved over it so easily. I couldn't help looking at the big knobby head. My hand moved up to the mushroom like knob and with my fingers I gave it a squeeze. The head was wet and sticky. "Zach, what is that?" I asked as I dipped a finger into his oozing piss slit.

"That's pre baby. Most guys make it when they get excited."

He was excited. He was excited over me touching his cock. And, I don't know why I did it, but after hearing that I took the finger I had dipped in to his pre and put it in my mouth. It was incredible. It had a taste like nothing else I had ever known. It was slippery and slimy, a little bit pungent but slightly sweet. I reached back for Zach's cock but he cut me short.

"Just a sec, Sky baby."

Zach grabbed hold of the waistband of his boxers and pulled them off in one quick motion. He threw them across the room, almost hitting the hamper. Then he lay back with his hands under his head. I looked at him for a long mommyent at his tall strong teen physique. Zach ran track and wrestled and his body showed it. He looked like a dark haired god laying before me.

"There you go, babe. Now you can touch whatever you like," he said reassuringly.

My hand went right back to his cock. It seemed so big in my ten-year-old hand. I stroked it then let me hand roam down to his hairy nut sack. The hairs weren't real thick and they were kinky curly, but as soft as rabbits fur. Zach had balls as big as walnuts in an oversized sack. I grabbed them gently and rolled them around in my hand.

As I continued to play with the big tool I rested my head on Zach's chest and stared at the head. I watched as the pre pooled into his belly button. I would dip my finger into it and suck it off.

"Sky baby?" whispered Zach.

"huh?"

"Would you do Zacky a favor?"

"yeah..."

"Would you put it in your mouth and suck it for me baby?"

I wasn't exactly sure what he meant but I had a good idea. On night when I was at home sleeping I got scared and went to mommy's room, but when I started to open the door I noticed that there was a man in there with her. Not sure what to do I stood with my eyes glaring through the crack in the door. I saw mommy on her knees in front of the man. He was moaning and telling her "to suck it good" as I saw her head bob back and forth. After watching for a couple minutes I decided that I better not interrupt mommy or I might get smacked.

Taking Zach's cock in my hand, I sat up moving closer to the bulbous fleshy head. As if I was going to eat an ice cream cone I gave the head a semi open mouth kiss. My tongue swirled around the head without thinking. I cleaned it of all the pre.

Again whispering Zach instructed, "take it in your mouth baby. Try to get as much in as you can then suck softly as you pull it back out of your mouth."

That I kind of got. Like when you have a Popsicle. Zach was a good teacher or I was a natural because I took that cock into my mouth and started to suck it. His cock felt like it belonged there. At first I got about half of it into my mouth. With each time I went down on him I took a little more. When I got about 2/3 of it in my mouth I gagged a little.

"Careful, buddy. I don't want you to choke."

I looked up at Zach and gave him a smile.

"I'm okay."

And I went right back to work on is cock.

Zach began to moan as I sucked him. Then he started to gyrate his hips. I felt his hands reach into my hair and hold my head. Slowly and gradually he started to fuck my mouth. I moved myself between his legs so his cock would fit in my mouth better. This made Zach's knees come up along side my body. He was holding my head as he pressed up, his ass coming off the bed, driving his cock into my mouth and throat.

"Oh fuck yes, Sky baby. Take my big fucking cock. Suck it for me babe. Suck it for me."

And I did. I slurped and slurped on that teen stud cock as it thrust in and out of my mouth. My head felt a little dizzy and my heart raced as I could feel his cock throb in my mouth. I watched his crotch come and go away from my face. Around his cock I could see his balls tighten up.

"Oh my gawd, Sky. I'm gunna cum, baby."

I felt it. Zach shoved his cock down my throat. His balls pressed against my chin like they were fighting to get into my mouth and the big vein on the underside of cock swelled in a pulse as his cum gushed into me.

After the first three spasms Zach released my head and I pulled back so I could breath. As I did my mouth filled with his cum. It was the most amazing thing that had ever happened. I felt the need to cough but I suppressed it. Instead I tried to swallow some of the load. As I did I started to suck again on Zach's cock. But, then he grabbed my head.

"No no baby, don't do it. I'm too sensitive. Please just hold it in your mouth."

I did as instructed, savoring the pungent treat my lovely Zach gave me. I realized then that I loved Zach, I loved cock, and I loved cum. This was going to be the start of something incredible and I knew it.

*This is how I came to be a cum loving cocksucker. Zach and I had several adventures in sexual pleasure, but that will come later. Next segment will be when I finally met daddy.

Just before my twelfth birthday mommy called daddy and asked him to take me. She was almost never home. When she would come home she was always drunk and usually with some guy I never seen before. They would go up to her room and he would fuck her. I think half the time she was passed out before he finished.

She told daddy it was his turn. She was going to pack my bags and send me on the next plane to New York. She said that we would have to whole summer to get acquainted before I needed to start at a new school.

I was heartbroken. By this time Zach and a couple of his close friends were fucking me more than all their girlfriends combined. And, I was in love with Zach. He had been my hero, my mentor, my big brother, my lover, and my one true friend. I really didn't want to go, but I didn't have a choice.

Two weeks after I got the news that I was going to live with daddy I was on a plane headed for New York City.

***

So here I was, 12years old and headed to New York City to meet my daddy for the very first time. Mommy let Zach take me to the airport. We took his dad's SUV. I said good-bye to my auntie and uncle. I thanked them for being so good to mommy and me. Zach threw my bags in the back and we were off.

It was really hard knowing that it could be a long time before I would get to see Zach or any of his friends again. We were a block from house when Zach pulled the SUV over, reached over to me pulling me in for a kiss. I always loved when he was so manly and forceful with me. He kissed me hard, letting me suck on his moist delicious tongue. Then he broke our kiss to undo the front of his jeans.

"Sky baby, I am going to miss you. I don't want you to forget me when you start letting all those New York studs fuck your sweet little ass."

I looked down at the drooling head of his cock. Lust over whelmed me. I just couldn't wait to feel it in my mouth.

With just two short words I went down on Zach's throbbing pole, "I won't."

I nursed on that big stud cock all the way to the airport as he ran his hand threw my hair. At stops Zach would grab a hand full of my hair and fuck my head up and down on is cock. By the third light I had to beg him to let me get naked. He didn't even try to stop me. From there he would every once in a while slide his hand down to my ass and circle my now well used but still very tight hole with a finger.

When we got to the airport Zach found a spot in the parking ramp that was almost vacant. He had lain the back seat into a make shift bed and threw a blanket on it. He pulled me onto it and threw my legs in the air. He made quick work of lubing my hole with his tongue.

Once I was sufficiently lubed he threw my legs over his shoulders and pressed his manhood into me. As he pummeled my boyhole for probably the last time in a long time he kissed me deeply.

"Mmmm, baby I am so going to miss this sweet little pussy," Zach moaned into my open mouth.

He continued to kiss me hard as he thrust his cock in and out of me. The sweet music of his hips slapping against my bottom, the juicy rhythm of his cock and my hole filled our ears. Every breath thrust out of me and into Zach's beautiful mouth. His whiskers mildly scratching my lips as his thrusts slowly become harder and more deliberate.

"Oh baby, I love you. I'm going to fill your sweet hot little pussy with my seed. I want you to carry it with you as long as you can. Promises me baby. Promise your man you will carry his babymakers as long as you can."

With gasping breaths and tears in my eyes I tell my man, "Yes Zach, yes. I will, as long as I can. I want it in me forever."

Zach's thrusts doubled in strength and in speed. I think he wanted to make sure that I remembered this last fuck in the parking structure at the airport.

"Oh yeah baby, take my dick. I love you, Sky. I'm gunna shoot baby can you feel it? Do you feel how hard I am inside you?"

"Yes lover, I feel it. Give me your seed stud. Fill me with your love."

With a couple massive thrusts Zach cried out. I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me, blasting his white hot cum into my hungry young boy pussy. His whole body trembled over me as he pressed himself balls deep into me. My hands roamed over his firm well-muscled back that was now covered in the sheen of his sweat.

Zach let out a big gasp then dropped on top of me. I kissed his cheek and ear as he caught his breath. A tear escaped the corner of my eye and ran into my hairline just above me ear. Then, Zach pushed himself up from me. He kissed me again on the mouth.

"We need to go Sky. If you don't make this flight because of me I won't be able to explain it."

Minutes later, we were at the security checkpoint. We said goodbye like we thought brothers might do. He reminded me that I would have to go to the baggage claim to meet daddy.

After a frisking by security I quickly made my way to my terminal to wait for my plane. The guard had asked me where was my guardian. I told her that I was meeting the air nanny at the terminal, which as a big fat lie. Mommy once again didn't make any accommodations to make sure of my safety. Not that I felt I needed them.

I got to the terminal a little after 9am. The flight was at 9:40am, so I was going to have to sit and be patient. I watched as people came and went. There were some very good-looking men in suits and college types in cargos and t-shirts. I checked bulges trying to figure out who had the biggest cock. This little game kept me entertained for a while. Then I noticed a man sitting not far from me looking at me. He was tall and lean with dark hair. I guessed his age at about 30.

He looked at me and gave me a smile. I smiled back. He got up from his seat and walked over to me.

"Hello. Traveling alone?" he asked.

"Just on the plane," I replied coyly.

"Where are your folks? Aren't they uncomfortable sending their little boy on a trip all alone?"

"I'm okay. My daddy's picking me up at the airport in New York."

"Well do you mind if I keep you company until we get on the plane?"

"No, you seem nice."

I didn't know if he was just being nice or if he liked me. He sat with me and chatted while we waited to board our plane.

"I'm Michael, and you are?"

"Oh, I'm Sky."

He sniggered with a big smile, "You mean like in the big blue or like the heavens?"

I couldn't help but giggle too, "Kinda, but not really. Skylar is my real name, but friends call me Sky."

"Well that is a very handsome name young man. Sky it is. How, old are you, Sky? 10?"

That made me laugh, "No, I'm twelve."

"Oh, I am sorry," he said very politely.

Just then an announcement came across the loud speaker.

"Attention passengers of Flight 12 to New York. The flight has been delayed and your expected departure time is now 10:05am."

Michael looked at me and said; "Well partner it looks like that puts us here for at least another 30minutes. Are you hungry or thirsty? I would be happy to get you something if you want."

I had to think about it a minute, remembering everything they teach you in school about strangers. He seemed like a nice man and he was going to buy it from the restaurant in the airport so it couldn't be drugged.

"Can I get a hot chocolate?"

"Sure buddy, you can have a hot chocolate."

Michael and I walked over to the restaurant and he got us each a large hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate shavings. It was the prettiest hot chocolate I ever saw.

We went back to our seats, sipped our hot chocolates, and chatted. At one point Michael put his hand on my knee. This told me he really liked me. I got excited and when I get excited I get hard.

Moments later we were called to board the plane. As luck would have it we were only a couple rows apart so we could board together. As we walked down the ramp to the plane he put his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and smiled. When we got the entrance to the plane there was a very pretty stewardess that welcomed us.

"Do you and your son need assistance finding your seats, sir?" she asked.

"No, I think we will be alright," he told her.

We came to his seat first, but he walked me to mine. When we got to it there was a fat old woman sitting at the window. Her white hair, multiple chins, round belly and red dress made her look like Mrs. Santa.

Without hesitation, Michael asked her, "Ma'm, the agent made a mistake with my son and my tickets, would you mind taking my seat so that my son and I can sit here together?"

The fat lady gave a big grin and eagerly moved out of the seat to accommodate the stranger and 'his son'. Michael ushered her to the seat as I took her place at the window.

The seat was already warm from her. It gave me the willies to think of her enormous ass and pussy on the seat, but I looked out the window in excitement about my first plane ride.

Once everyone was seated and the plane headed to take off Michael turned to me and asked me if I had ever flown before. I told him I hadn't, but that I was very excited. He smiled at me again and put his hand on my leg. I was very hard.

"Now look out the window when we go to take off," told me. "It's just like being on a rollercoaster."

I didn't have the heart to tell him I had never been on a rollercoaster, but then again I couldn't have been more excited, on a plane for the first time and sitting with a very handsome very affectionate man.

Within minutes we felt the plane accelerate. I pressed my nose against the window. The ground quickened as the distance seemed to stand still until the lift began.

Just then I felt Michael's hand move between my thighs and up against my crotch. I looked back at him. He was leaning toward the window and he flashed me that big smile again. I smiled at him then turned back to the window. It was amazing and I was so hard. I'm sure Michael knew that.

I continued to watch out the window until we were above the scattered clouds. When I sat back I saw a steward was coming down the isle with a cart. When he got to us he offered us coffee, juice, tea, milk, or soda. Michael had removed his hand, which made me a little sad, but I understood. We each got a juice and the steward gave us cereal bars. We sat quietly enjoying our snacks.

When we finished Michael turned to me, "Do you need to use the potty, baby?"

He called me baby. That made me instantly hard again.

"Um uh, yeah Daddy. I wanna wash my hands too."

Michael stepped into the isle and I bounced out of my seat. We walked up to the bathroom together. Michael opened the door for me. By my surprise he walked in right after me.

There wasn't a lot of room. I stood at the toilet, pulled out my little cock, and proceeded to pee. Michael stood behind me rubbing my shoulders and running his fingers threw my hair. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my back as I peed.

I finished and he took my by the shoulders to turn us to the sink. He soaped up my hands and helped me wash them just like Zach use to do when I was little. We rinsed. Michael dried our hands with paper towel as he kissed the top of my head.

"Feel better baby?" he asked me.

I turned to face him. I put my hand right on the hard cock in his pants. I looked up at him wantingly for a kiss. He didn't need any other encouragement. He kissed me hard on the mouth. His big wet tongue entered my mouth. I hungrily sucked on it.

Michael reached for his pants, opening them for me. I reached into his tighty whities to pull out a beautiful 8inch uncut mancock.

"Mmmmmm daddy..." I cooed, breaking the kiss.

I barely took a breath when I took the head of his cock in my mouth. "Oh my gawd, Sky. Oh yes, suck Daddy's cock, baby."

And I did just that. As I gleefully slurped up this beautiful strange man's cock he undid my pants and let them drop to the floor. I had on my favorite SpongeBob undies. Michael gave my butt a little squeeze then pushed his hand into my undies.

Just then I panicked a little. Not enough to stop sucking Daddy Michaels big delicious cock, but I just remembered that if he tried to finger me he would find Zach's seed in my hole. I had no idea what he would think.

And Michael did. As I greedily sucked on his cock Michael pushed a finger into me.

"You have been fucked before, you little scamp, and recently. That's so hot."

Michael grabbed me and sat me on the sink. He pulled my undies, pants, and shoes off in one tug. He picked me up again then sat on the toilet.

"I want to fuck you baby. Can Daddy fuck you?"

"Yes Daddy, yes please fuck your baby."

He held me over his lap as I semi-stood on his legs. I reached down grabbing his cock then aiming it at my hole. Michael lowered me onto him as I directed his juicy pre oozing cock. It slid right into me as he sat me down.

"Oh my gawd baby, you took it all in one shot."

Slowly he helped me bounce up and down on his big hard cock. It felt so good going in and out of my boyhole. He kissed me as we fucked. He would buck his hips up to meet me as I came down the length of him.

"Oh baby, I can see my cock going in you. Your tummy swells so cute."

"Fuck me daddy, fuck me good."

Michael picked up the pace. His hips slammed against my ass as joined. My head was spinning his cock felt so good inside me. He was rubbing the sweet spot inside me.

"Oh Sky, Daddy's going to cum, baby. Can Daddy cum in baby's little pussy?"

He called my hole a pussy! That was so hot. He had me then. He could have done anything he wanted with me at that moment.

"Oh yes Daddy! Please, please cum in my pussy! Baby needs your cum in my pussy Daddy!" Michael made a few more hard thrusts as he practically jacked his cock with my whole body then he let out a muffled cry as he pressed as deep into me as he could. I could feel his cock throb as it erupted its payload of Daddy seed into me.

It took a few minutes for us to get ourselves back together and return to our seats. The stewardess came up to us.

"Is everything okay?"

Michael responded, "Yes, we're fine. My little guy here wasn't feeling well, but I think he is okay now."

I looked at the Stewardess and smiled.

Michael spent the rest of the flight rubbing my cock through my pants. I laid back and took a mini-catnap. When the plane landed Michael escorted me off the plane and toward the baggage claim. Just before we got there he pulled me into a restroom.

There was no one in there so Michael took the liberty to give me a kiss.

"Thanks baby. That was incredible. I hope I run into you again someday. Your daddy is a very lucky man."

He kissed me again and then patted my bottom encouraging me out the door.

I walked down the hall toward the baggage claim area. I followed the signs to where my bags were supposed to be and my daddy. I was happy and scared. I had a butt full of man love and I was about to meet my daddy for the very first time.

As I got to the baggage claim I noticed a sign. It read, "Skylar XXXXXXX." That must be Daddy, I thought to myself. He was average height, about 170lbs, and brown hair. I can see why Mommy thought he was hot.

***

So, here I am in the airport walking up to the baggage claim when I see my daddy holding a sign with my name on it. I was so nervous, nervous and excited. I always get hard when I'm excited. Oh no, what if he sees it. What if he thinks I'm a freak walking around with a boner. It was awful I wanted to hide, but I also wanted to run up to him throw my arms around him and give him a big kiss.

I stood frozen for a minute, but then he saw me. He looked right at me. His eyes searched me, I imagine because he was looking for something that remotely reflected his own identity. They scanned me from head to foot and back, then without warning he smiled.

With a grin he shouted, "Skylar. Skylar is that you?"

I think this took me by an even bigger surprise. He actually seemed glad to see me.

Beaming with joy I ran to him just stopping short of an embrace. His arms were held out wide ready to take me up into them. I looked him in the eyes again. He smiled. Okay, I'm safe. I threw myself into his arms. He held me close then pulled me off the ground in a huge hug. He surprised me again with a kiss on the cheek. It was completely welcomed. I hugged his neck has hard as I could and kissed on his stubbled cheek.

He put me on the ground. Gave me another hug and kiss on the cheek then released me. As he stood back up one of his hands ruffled my hair. I liked that; it was something uncle used to do. We stood for a minute our eyes fixated on each other before he broke the silence between us.

"So kiddo, are you ready to go see your new home?"

"Yes," was all I could say.

"Oh, before I forget..."

Daddy turned to reach into a large shopping bag that sat on the ground next to him. It was the first time I noticed the bag. He reaches into it and pulls out a big fluffy plush chocolate brown teddy bear.

"I hope it's not too late to give you one of these?" he asked with a mild trepidation.

I beamed with joy, "Oh no, Daddy. Thank you."

I took the bear from him and hugged it to my chest. I started to cry a little. Mommy never gave me any stuffed animals. His body was semi-firm making it yummy to squeeze and the fur was soft as a bunny. I rubbed my face into the head rejoicing in its silky softness.

He had me heart and soul. I was now my daddy's boy. I just knew that life was going to be great for me with him.

Daddy took my hand, which surprised me, and lead me out of the terminal. We took a taxi to Daddy's house, a quaint row house, you know the type, it looks like every other. The taxi ride itself was over stimulating between the sights and sitting in the backseat with my Daddy, it seemed over far too quick.

We walked into the house and Daddy showed me up to my room right away. It wasn't huge or elegantly furnished but it had a double bed and it was mine that Daddy gave me.

"Hey kiddo, what do you say we leave the unpacking for later and we get some lunch? You must be starving."

"Sure Daddy. Can I use the potty first?"

Daddy showed me to the bathroom. I really had to go. The two loads in me wanted to come out.

"Here ya go. I'm going to head down to the kitchen and start lunch," Daddy announced.

I did my business, leaving myself feeling really empty without Zach or Michael's stud loads in me. Then it hit me, what is this new home going to be like? Will there be studs that will love me and want to fuck me? Would Daddy? Oh how I hoped so.

The rest of the day was I guess what most people would call normal. We had lunch. Daddy gave me a tour of the rest of the house and of the yard. He showed me how to log onto the computer, so I could "email or chat with my friends." We played video games. And, Daddy made us dinner. After dinner I was so tired I passed out on the couch while watching TV.

Some time later I woke up. The house was dark except for a dim light from the kitchen. I was still on the couch, but my jeans and socks had been removed and I was covered in a blanket. I laid there for a moment in a happy glow knowing that Daddy had undressed me and covered me up.

Thinking about Daddy made me hard. All day he was so sweet to me, and he was good looking. His cheeks were dimpled that accentuated his square jaw, bushy brown hair, and sparkling grey eyes. His shoulders were brawd and round. I imagine he could have been a model if he wanted he was good looking enough. I could have laid there the rest of the night thinking about Daddy, but I wasn't going to.

I took off my shit and found my way up the stairs and right into Daddy's bedroom. My SpongeBob undies were tenting as I stood just inside the doorway. I could just make out the silhouette of Daddy in the bed. He stirred.

"Sky, is that you?" he whispered in a very groggy semi-awake voice.

Coyly I responded, "yeah Daddy."

"What's the matter, buddy?"

"Um nothing Daddy."

"Are you scared? Why don't you climb in here? It's going to be okay."

Bingo.

I crawled into my dad's bed. The night was cool and his bed felt warm. I lay down next to him and he did exactly what I hoped he do. He reached across to me, put his big meaty hand on my chest and pulled me into him so we were now spooning. The very idea of Daddy's mancock being near my hole left me excited.

This was not going to be a replay of my first night with Zach however. Daddy fell right back to sleep with his hand on my tummy. It was delicious and warm snuggled there with him. So delicious that I couldn't help letting my hand roam. First I found daddy's knee. It was hard like a rock covered in rough skin and a few coarse hairs. My hand moved behind his knee, which was much softer. Up my hand went traveling along the firm muscle on the back of Daddy's thigh until I got to his boxers. I let my hand rest there.

Daddy's hand moved up to my chest. His leg wrapped about my hip and he pulled me closer into him. His cheek was pressed against the top of my head and I could hear his deep restful breaths right in my ear. My nipple was right between two of his fingers. I could feel it getting hard. The top of my leg was now pressed hard against Daddy's groin. I could feel his flaccid manhood his shorts. My hand was up the leg of his boxers.

I wanted to try to touch Daddy further, but I got scared. What if he didn't like it? Would he hate me for it? I decided to enjoy being hugged to my Daddy like a rag doll as slipped off to sleep.

The next morning I woke spread out across the big king size bed and it took a minute for me to remember where I was and that Daddy wasn't with me. Then off in the distance I heard a shower running then footsteps. I turned onto my back and looked to the bedroom door. In walks Daddy completely naked. For a moment time seemed to slow as I watched Daddy walk into the room. There was a small tuft of hair on his chest attached to a thin trail that lead down a set of six-pack abs and into his modestly trimmed bush of pubic hair. His legs were moderately hairy, but what really struck me was the complete smoothness of his ball sack. His balls were generously sized about the size of walnuts. His cock fell over his balls like a sausage. The head was big, flared, and a reddish pink color. The shaft was very wrinkled, implying that it would probably grow quite a bit. Soft he was about 5 inches long. I was certain that it got much bigger.

"Hey sport, I'm going to grab a shower. When you are ready I'll make us some breakfast."

Oh my gosh, how long had I been staring at Daddy's cock? Did he notice? Oh no, I'm hard and I have to pee.

"Daddy, can I use the potty first?"

"Sure honey, you go right in."

I hopped out of bed and scurried into the bathroom. It was all cozy warm with steam as I made my way to the toilet. I pulled my little boner out of my undies pointing at the toilet bowl. Just as I was about to release the stream there was Daddy's hand patting my butt and his head over my shoulder.

"Don't pee on my floor boy, or I'll make you clean it up," he joked.

His hand felt so big and good on my butt. I could feel my little boy hole just open for him under his hand. And, I just know he saw my hard peepee.

Dad ruffles my hair then turns getting into the shower. I stood there in front of the toilet for a couple minutes. I was so hard now it was hard to pee.

Once I did relieve myself I went to the sink to wash my hands. I couldn't help looking at Daddy in the mirror through the glass shower door. He was a beautiful man. I tried to make short work of my hand washing; semi dried my hands then made way to my bedroom.

There, I collected shorts, underwear, and my transformer tee. I sat on the bed waiting for Daddy to exit the bathroom. In a minute the shower was off and a couple more after that Dad was in the hall calling to me.

"Hey Sky, I left you a little hot water just in case you wanted to shower."

I picked up my things heading for the bathroom. In the hall I was met with sight of Daddy again naked with a towel around his neck.

"Hey sport, don't be too long. Breakfast will be ready in 15 minutes, okay?"

Practically stuttering I reply, "Su..s.sure, Daddy."

He turns away from me walking toward his bedroom. His broad shoulders glisten with beads of water. His perfect and hard butt flexes was he walks away.

I get into the shower and with no preamble start to beat my dick into submission. I soap up two fingers and push them into my ass. The warm water feels so good as it washes over my body and imagine that Daddy is there with me. He tells me that he wants to fuck me. "Do you want me to fuck you, baby" I hear his voice say in my mind. He is standing over me. I get on my knees.

In a whisper I reply, "Yes Daddy, yes. I want you to fuck me. Please Daddy take me. I need you inside me."

The warm water of the shower transforms into his hot golden piss. Again, I can hear him, "You're just a dirty little faggot, aren't you boy? A dirty little faggot that needs his Daddy to fuck him, aren't you boy?"

"Yes Daddy, yes," now with three fingers punching in and out of my hole, "I'm a dirty little faggot. Please fuck me Daddy," I plead.

The rush fills me. All my senses tingling, my head spins as my seedless boy orgasm irrupts. My little hole tights around my fingers as the waves wash over me.

Once it subsides, I sit there in the bottom of the shower and I realize; I have to have him. I need him and I will do whatever I can to get my Daddy to fuck me.

***

Life with Daddy was starting to feel a little normal, but it was hard during the hours he was at work. He has signed me up for a local latchkey program. Once or twice a week I get to stay home if I want, but I am not allowed to leave the house other than to go into the back yard. I have stayed home twice a week since I started the program.

I love the back yard. Even though the houses are really close together Daddy's yard offers a good amount of privacy. On those days that I am home alone I spend much of it sunning myself. I love tanning and I have couple really cut swimsuits that Zach bought me. Daddy has a really nice lawn chair that I use. Daddy also keeps the fridge stocked with sandwich stuff and juice. Our agreement though is that if I stay home I have to do some yard work, cut the grass or water, that kind of stuff.

Daddy doesn't have a pool, but he does have a hot tub that he keeps cold during the summer. At least one time a day when I get really hot I get into it. It feels so good.

I had been tempted to go naked in the yard, but I hadn't worked up the courage yet. I would love to have an all over tan, but for now I'm okay that my butt is so white it almost glows in the dark.

One Saturday morning after Daddy fixed breakfast we were sitting at the table, both in our underwear, when he asked if I wanted to go to the beach. I jumped right out of my chair and hugged Daddy around the neck. I bubbled with excitement and Daddy laughed at my reaction as he pulled me close for a big hug. His one arm was around my back and his other hand placed on my butt scooped me onto his lap.

It may have been an accident, one of Daddy's fingers pressed right against my boy pussy hole. With the excitement of going to the beach, feeling his big hand on my bottom, and that finger feeling my hot button, I got instantly hard. I just hugged Daddy tight hoping he hadn't noticed.

Daddy let go of me and pulled back a little looking down at me.

"You like the beach, huh there baby boy?"

Then followed his eyes down to my hard little package inside my Spiderman undies. For a moment I panicked, but then Daddy gave me a big smile.

"You are as bad as your ole man there kiddo."

That's when I noticed I was sitting on Daddy's hard-on. This made me giggle nervously.

"Okay baby, you better go get your stuff for the beach. Get us both a beach towel from the closet, and please get my swimsuit from the second left-hand drawer in my dresser. I'm gunna do the dishes. We won't pack a lunch. How about we grab some dogs at the beach when we get hungry?"

Breaking the smile that stretched across my face for just a moment I answered, "Oh yes Daddy that would be great! I love hotdogs!"

Daddy picked me up off his lap and with a slap to my bottom sent me on my mission. I ran up the stairs, into my room, and to my dresser. Now was my chance to show what a sexy boy I am. I had to pick just the right suit, but which one. I pulled them out and examined them one at a time. After minutes of deduction I decided on the yellow bikini with the orange stripes on the sides along the bottom that would show off my tushy.

I slipped the bikini on then some shorts and a Transformers tee. I got Daddy's swimsuit from his dresser, they were a two-tone blue boxer with a Hawaiian print, and got the towels.

Daddy met me at the car, a Dodge Durango. He doesn't drive it too often, because taking the train is just so much faster in the city, but we were going to the beach. We climbed into the big truck and drove off.

After what seemed like a drive out of state we got to the beach and found a parking spot.

"Hey kiddo, I put a cooler in the back with some juice, water, and pop for us. Throw me my suit then grab it for us would you babe?"

I pulled Daddy's swimsuit out and threw it to him.

"Sure Daddy."

Next to me on the floor was a cooler. I got out of my seat and as I was going to grab it I saw Daddy pulling off his shorts in the front seat to put on his suit. His big cock flopped as it pulled from under his underwear. It looked so inviting. I wanted to touch it so badly. Then it disappeared from sight as Daddy leaned over to pull on his suit.

I turned, opened the back door, then grabbed the cooler and dragged it across the car floor. I hopped out of the car and pulled the cooler closer to the door.

"Let me help you with that sport."

Daddy was standing over me now. I turned to look up at him. He looked so sexy with his bare chest and sunglasses on. He grabbed the cooler. I grabbed our towels and we headed to the beach.

The beach was really busy. There were lots of pretty teen girls in bikinis and lots of hot guys in their boxer swimsuits. It was hard to keep my eyes on Daddy when every step brought into a lean buff stud into eyeshot. I was checking bulges. Some of the guys look like they were carrying a big snake in their shorts. I lowered the towels in front of my crotch because I was getting so excited from all the muscled torsos and hot buns just out of view under thin cotton and nylon shorts.

We found a nice spot not far from the water and close to the concession stand. Daddy put the cooler down and we laid our towels out. Daddy took his flipflops off and sat on his towel.

I knew I was still boned, but this was the moment I had hoped I might get Daddy's attention. I took my shirt off, laying it at the head of my towel. Then I turned away from Daddy to slide my shorts off. I grabbed them holding them in front of my bone before turning around. When I did I got a huge disappointment. There sat Daddy on his towel looking at the ocean. What a bummer!

I dropped my shorts lying on my towel face down. I gathered my shirt to use as a pillow and relaxed as the sand conformed to my body.

"Hey sport, we better get some sunscreen on you. The sun is really strong out here and I don't want you to burn."

I don't know where he had it, but Daddy produced a bottle of sunscreen. He squirted a glob of it into his hand then rubbed his big hands together. He started with my neck and shoulders. Firm, but gently he massaged the cream into my skin. It felt so good I almost started purring.

"Does that feel good baby boy?"

"Uh huh, mmmmmmmmmmm..."

"I could tell, kiddo. You sound like a kitten purring."

OMG! Maybe I wasn't just thinking it.

Daddy worked on me slowly going down my back. His big warm hands on me.

"That's a really nice swimsuit Sky honey. Did Mommy buy that for you?"

For a minute I didn't know what to tell Daddy. What would he think if I told him Zach bought it? Would he care? Then I decided that it didn't matter. One way or another Daddy was going to find out his little boy liked cock.

"No Daddy, Zachey buyed it for me."

Okay, maybe baby talk wasn't appropriate at the moment, but I just couldn't help it. Daddy was rubbing the cream into one of my thighs and his big hands were so close to my balls and boy pussy I just couldn't stop myself.

The funny thing was Daddy didn't say anything about it, but instead he just guffawed and kept covering me in the protective cream.

"You better turn over and let me get the other side of you, kiddo."

Apprehensively, I turned onto my back. I knew my boner was right there for him and the world to see, but oh well, he was either going to poke fun at me or he was going to like it.

The sun was so bright as I lie there on my back even with my sunglasses on and my eyes shut it still burned red into my eyes.

Daddy started working the cream into my chest and arms. Not a word from him. I tried to look at him when he was in front of the sun but it was still hard to see his face. My heart thumped in my chest as his hands massaged me. When he reached the top of my legs I knew there was no way he could miss the tenting of my suit, but still not so much as a snigger out of him. He worked his way right to my toes.

"Hey baby boy, do you think you can help out your ole man and work some of this cream on me?"

Trying not to seem too excited I replied, "Sure Daddy."

I knelt next to him and started to apply the cream to his shoulders.

"Sky? Go ahead and sit right down on Daddy so you can massage my shoulders, okay baby?"

I did just as he asked. It was so hot to be astride my Daddy's waist. My little butt sat right on top of his manly ass. I did my best trying to work that cream into his big hard shoulders. I rubbed and rubbed as hard as I could into every muscle of his back.

He must have really liked it too, because for a minute I think he started to snore. I finished his back then moved to his big hairy legs. I was so hot as I massaged his thick thighs right near his ass and balls. I worked my way down those thick legs massaging every muscle like I did his back. At one point I was straddling his feet working his legs and I wondered if he could feel my boner between his feet. I was so hot I could feel my little hole pucker with want.

Then something a little ways away caught my eye. I looked up and off into the distance. There was a man. He looked kind of familiar, but surely I wouldn't know anyone here. The lean dark haired man was walking toward us. He was wearing a red boxer style swimsuit. He was headed right toward us.

OMG, it was Michael from the plane. I couldn't believe it. Did he see us and was he coming over to see me? This made me really nervous.

"You all done, kiddo?" Daddy asked.

In one quick motion Daddy flipped onto his back.

"Don't forget my front."

I looked up Daddy's body. He was so sexy lying there in his swim trunks. And, I couldn't really tell for sure, but I think he had a hard-on in his suit.

I got up and went to straddle Daddy's hips again to put the sunscreen on him, but he stopped me.

"Ah babe, you better not do that here. We don't want people to get the wrong idea."

Disappointed in a way, but also relieved I knelt along side my daddy to finished my job. I had gotten hardly started when a shadow stood over me.

"Skylar?"

I looked up. "Hi."

Daddy looked up bewildered, "Hello?"

Michael greeted Daddy, "Hello, you must be Skylar's dad. I'm Michael Xxxxxxx. I had the pleasure of meeting your son on the plane from Toledo."

Daddy reached up and grabbed Michael's hand in a handshake.

"Nice to meet you. Sky, you never mentioned you made a friend on the plane?"

Stuttering I replied, "Um, yeah Daddy. Michael sat with me on the plane. He seen I was alone and he made sure I was okay."

"That was very nice of you to look out for my son like that, Michael. Thank you."

"Oh it was my pleasure. You have quite a boy there. He's a very good kid. You are lucky."

Daddy beamed, "Well, thanks again,"

"Nothing of it. Well I will leave you two be, I was actually just heading up to the shop for something to eat when I saw Sky here. You guys take care."

We said our goodbyes and I quickly tried to get back to work on Daddy's sunscreen. I watched Michael walk up to the concession as I worked on Daddy's torso.

"He seems very nice. I'm glad there was someone looking out for you baby. I hated when I found out your mom didn't get you a sky-nanny."

I just smiled at Daddy.

As I finished my job-helping Daddy with his sunscreen I could see more definitely that he had a hard-on in his suit. I also could see Michael in the distance at the shop eating a hotdog and drinking a Coke, as he looked my way.

This just might be my lucky day. I wanted a chance to see Michael again. I wanted him to fuck me again and here he was on the beach. I had to try. I needed fucked in the worse way. It had been weeks since I had arrived in New York.

Finished with Daddy I sat back on my towel watching Michael watching me. He turned and retreated into the building. He must be going into the restroom.

"Daddy, I got to go peepee, do you mind if I go up to the potty alone?"

"Okay, but don't talk to any strangers and try to get back as quick as you can. Don't stop in the shops or anything. We will have plenty of time for that later."

"Okay Daddy."

I took off like a shot, practically running to the concession stand. I dodged bodies, Frisbees, dogs, and other kids making my way to the building. Around the building there was a cement walk. As I entered the building my feet instantly cooled on the cement having been over heated by the hot sand. I found the men's room and went right in.

To my right Michael was standing at the sink washing his hands. He was watching me as he did. To my left were community showers. In front of me were the toilets and up pass the showers was the changing rooms. I walked into the changing room area. There wasn't anyone in that area, but you could tell there were a few people in the rooms because the doors were shut. There were three vacant rooms. Just as I was about to look into one Michael came up to me.

"Hey baby, this way."

Without question I followed him into a large changing room in the corner. It was darker than the others and would have been hard for anyone to see us in there together. Once I was inside Michael closed and locked the door.

Michael turned to me and swooped me up off the ground. He kissed my mouth and neck as his big hands held and groped my bottom.

"I can't believe this," he whispered. "I thought for sure I would never see your sweet little ass again baby.

I kissed him back hard on the mouth.

He sat on the long bench that rested against one of the walls. One of his hands slipped into my suit and he pressed a finger against my boy pussy.

"Did you miss me baby?"

"Oh yes daddy, I missed you a lot."

Michael pulled his hand from my suit bringing his finger to my mouth. I knew what he wanted. I took the finger between my lips and sucked on it. I knew I had to get it good and wet because this was most likely the only lube I was going to get. His long finger felt so good in my mouth. His kissing on my neck was driving me wild. I needed him inside me and fast.

Keeping his finger in my mouth I stood on the bench. Very carefully, not to step on my precious man I slipped off my swimsuit. As I did, Michael pushed his suit down to his knees then let it drop to the floor. I sat right on top of his cock when I reclaimed my place on his lap.

Daddy Michael pulled his finger from my mouth. Gently he inserted it into my awaiting pucker. OMG, it felt so good. He kissed me more as his finger pushed in and out of my fiery boy cunt. He pressed a second finger into me as I sucked onto his meaty tongue. He was driving me wild with passion.

"Okay baby boy, try to be quiet as daddy pushes inside you, okay?" he breathed heavily into my ear.

He pulled his fingers from me then I felt the head of his cock press against my boy hole. I kissed him hard. He pressed up entering me. I met him by pressing my bottom down taking almost the full length of his thick uncut cock in one motion. I gave out a little cry into his mouth. He held me rubbing my back, bottom, and hips. I let him know that I was okay by raising myself off his cock a little then pressing down harder onto it.

Slowly Daddy Michael started to thrust up into me. We continued to kiss. As our kisses became more intense Michael's thrusts became harder. He grabbed my waist and helped me bounce on his hot man cock. He broke off our kiss and latched his lips to one of my titties and he sucked it like an infant on a nipple.

I had to grab my dick and hold it against my belly as we fucked. It was so hard and the slapping noise it was making against Michael's stomach seemed so loud in our silent fuck that it could have drawn attention.

I whispered to Michael, "Yes daddy, yes fuck your little boy. Your big cock feels so good in my pussy daddy. I want it in me all the time."

He doubled his thrusts into me. His big cock pushed in and out of my pink hole, its heated mass filling my guts. It pressed against my bladder and my dick drooled a little pee into my hand. He kissed me again hard pushing his big tongue into my mouth.

"You ready little bitch? I'm going to breed that sweet little boy cunt with my daddy juice. You want it baby? You want daddy to cum in that hot little cunt?"

"Oh yes daddy, yes!"

Not a moment later I could feel his cock swell inside me as he pressed his mouth hard against mine. He sucked and blew breaths into my mouth as his daddy seed filled my hot guts. He grabbed my hips and pressed me down hard as he made one last jab into my bottom.

His body went limp under me and I lay against him for a moment enjoying the afterglow of our fuck.

Then the thought came to me. My daddy was probably wondering where I was. I needed to get back to him before he came looking for me. I pulled myself from Michael and quickly got into my suit. He just sat there and watched me all sweaty, smiling.

"I got to get back to my dad. I'm sorry."

"It's okay baby. We will see each other again. Thank you."

I gave him a quick kiss on the lips then exited the change room. As I got to the sinks there stood Daddy looking at me with a disappointed look on his face, hands on his hips, and his eyes burning a hole right through me.

"What took you so long, Skylar?"

"I'm sorry Daddy. I, I really didn't mean to take so long."

"Are you okay?"

"Yes Daddy, I'm fine."

"Alright, well go wash your hands then lets get something to eat."

I did as I was told then Daddy and I made our way to the shop. Just as we finished ordering Michael came up to us.

"Hey let me get that."

Michael pulled out a twenty and paid for the dogs and sodas.

"Thank you very much. That is very kind of you," Daddy said.

"Not a problem. Anything for a friend."

Daddy and Michael exchanged smiles then as Daddy and I ate they talked. They talked a lot, like they were old friends. And, I sat there with Michael's still fresh load of daddy cum in my guts as I nibbled on my hotdog and admired the two men that I most wanted in my life.

***

So here I am at the beach with my Daddy and my fuck buddy pretend daddy, Michael, at the beach catching rays and playing in the surf with Michael's load of daddy cream still in my boy pussy. Most of the afternoon I was off in the water playing. I did make friends with a couple kids there. Daddy and Michael watched me from afar as they talked on and on about everything, including me. Daddy told Michael about how he and mommy dated, had sex, got pregnant, and she left him.

Michael seemed sincere in his discussion with Daddy, though I think his major interest was in me. As I played on the beach in my little bikini swimsuit I would look over to Daddy and Michael to see Michael looking at me.

When it came time to leave the beach I was a little sad I didn't get to be with Michael a second time. He walked Daddy and me to our car.

"Say Michael, you live in the city right?" Daddy asked.

"Yeah," Michael replied questioningly, "Over in Elmhurst. Why?"

"How would you like to come over tomorrow night for dinner? Nothing fancy, just us guys, a pizza, some brews, and the game."

I was aghast. Daddy liked Michael, enough to be friends with him. That would mean I would get to see him more often. Thank goodness I had put my shorts back on because my little bone got stiff again.

"That sounds great. Looking forward to it. Can I bring anything?" Michael inquired.

"Yeah man, you're in charge of the beer," Daddy said with a laugh.

I was so excited. Now if I could just think of a way to be alone with Michael again so that he could fuck me.

Daddy and Michael exchanged information then shook hands and patted shoulders making their parting gesture. This was my first real encounter with a man friend of Dad's so I thought I should set the tone. I went right up to Michael giving him a big hug around the waist. Michael mussed my hair and gave me a pat on the back as I hugged him. I could feel his big cock getting hard in his suit as it pressed against my chest. That just made the hug that much more special.

Daddy and me got into the car. As we drove off we waved to Michael until he was out of sight.

Once we got onto the highway I started to really relax.

"You look tired little buddy. Why don't you shut your eyes and try to take a nap on the way home?"

Drowsily I replied, "Okay Daddy."

I must have nodded right off because it only seemed like a few minutes later when we were home. Still really groggy, Daddy guided me into the house. On the couch sat my bear. I ran over to the couch snatching up my bear then plopping myself onto the couch.

Daddy turned on some cartoons for me then went to put away our things from the beach. A few minutes later he popped his head into the living room.

"Hey kiddo, are you hungry?"

I just looked up at him and nodded.

Daddy smiled as he asked, "How does spaghetti sound?"

I gave Daddy a big smile and hugged my bear. He left me there to enjoy my shows until dinner was ready. I got up for a few minutes to use the bathroom. As much as I didn't want to let it go, Michael's load had to come out.

By the time we were sitting and eating dinner I was back to full charge. Daddy and I chatted about the day and what fun we had.

"You really seem to like Michael, babyboy."

"I do Daddy. He was very nice to me on the plane. Do you like him too, Daddy?"

"We had a good talk and I do like him, honey. He and I have a lot in common."

I don't know if I was being overly exuberant about Michael but Daddy kept looking at me as if something was up. I tried to down play it, but my boy pussy just started to itch every time Michael was mentioned.

After dinner Daddy ordered me upstairs to get showered and into my pajamas. I didn't pause but went right up to the bathroom and got in. While in the shower I got all the sand out of the nooks and crannies of my body, paying special attention to my bottom. I soaped up really good then pressed two of my fingers into my hole. Oh it felt so good. How I wished that I could figure out a way to get Daddy to fuck me. I just knew he was big and he would be good.

The shower curtain opened. Completely startling me. There stood Daddy in his boxers as I stood under the spray of the shower with two fingers in my pussy. I pulled them out quickly hoping Daddy hadn't noticed as soon as I had realized the curtain had been pulled back.

"Hey sport, are you going to save your old man some hot water? You aren't the only one with five pounds of sand up his ass."

OMG, did that mean that Daddy did see me fingering myself?

"Come on, if you are all soaped up rinse off and get out."

I giggled. Then I realized I was standing naked in front of my Dad in the shower with a stiffy. I quickly rinsed off then grabbed a towel, as I got out of the shower not even bothering to turn off the water. As I stood on the mat I watched in awe as Dad stripped off his boxers and climbed into the shower closing the curtain behind him.

Standing there for a minute thoughts of Daddy's beautiful ass, back and legs replayed in my head. I dried myself off, put my towel on the bar and ran butt naked to my room as the shower blasted behind me. In my room I put on a pair of Spiderman undies.

Dad had the air on, but it was still a little warm in the house. I decided to try something. I chose not to put on anything else to sleep in. I went downstairs in just my Spidey Underoos taking a seat on the couch in front of the TV.

A few minutes later Daddy came into the living room. His hair still wet and dressed in only a pair of boxers. He sat down next to me.

"Looks like you and me had the same thing in mind there baby boy," Daddy acknowledged our state of dress. "It's funny how close we already seem to be considering that we really have only known each other just a couple weeks. Wouldn't you say, babe?"

"Yes Daddy, I'm very glad we do too."

I moved around so I cuddle up to Daddy. He put his arm around me as I tucked myself into his side with my head on his chest.

"You know I love you, don't you Sky?"

"Uh huh. I wuv you too, Daddy," I couldn't help in my vulnerable state turning on the baby boy voice.

Daddy kissed the top of my head and squeezed me tight to his side. His hand went to my bottom and he gave it a little pat. Daddy let his hand rest right on my bottom.

"You really like Michael, don't you baby?"

"Yes Daddy, he is wilwee nice to me."

"Is he nicer than Daddy, baby?"

OMG, what was Daddy asking me? It could be completely innocent, but maybe he knows. Would Michael have told Daddy that he has been fucking his little boy? Nah. No way. But, then what? I needed to be careful, but this could also be my chance to get into Daddy's pants.

"No Daddy, just nice a little different."

"Could Daddy be like Michael?"

Daddy's hand squeezed my butt cheek. Two of his fingers pressed into my crack right along my boy hole. Certainly this was just Daddy trying to win his son's affection and not sexual, wasn't it? Unable to resist my little butt pressed against Daddy's hand yearning for something or someone to enter me.

This alerted Dad, he grabbed me, picked me up and placed me on the floor standing in front of him. His big hands on my tiny shoulders he looked me in the eyes with a slightly shocked look on his face.

"Skylar, has Michael touched you?"

I knew right away what Dad meant, but I decided to play it out.

"What do you mean Daddy?"

"Skylar, has Michael or anyone ever touched you in a sexual way?"

"Ummm, ah" I studdered trying to think how I could answer this without getting Michael or anyone in big trouble.

"Sky, do you like men touching you?"

"Yes Daddy, please don't be mad at Michael. It's not his fault. I wanted him to."

What did I do? I just told my Dad that I wanted to have sex with men. Suddenly my mind was flooded with fear.

"Go to your room."

"But Daddy..."

"Skylar, go to your room, now!"

That's what I did. I crawled into bed hugging my bear and cried myself to sleep. I was so afraid that Dad would call off our dinner with Michael and worse hate him and me for what he now knew.

In the middle of the night I woke. Someone was getting into my bed. It was Daddy. He put his arm around me and hugged me tight to him. There was the smell of beer on him. His body was so warm I was just glad he was there. I fell back to sleep.

In the morning I woke up in bed alone. Did I dream that Daddy had come to sleep with me in my bed? I got up dragging my bear along and headed down the hall to Daddy's room. The door was open. The bed was made. No Daddy in sight. So there was no telling if it was real or a dream.

I went downstairs. I could smell coffee and bacon as soon as I got to the bottom of the steps. Dad was cooking breakfast. I followed my nose to the kitchen. There was Dad at the stove in his boxers cooking. He must have seen me in the corner of his eye because he turned then gave me a smile.

"Hey kiddo, did you sleep okay? Sorry if I hogged the bed."

Relief.

"No, I slept really good, Daddy."

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes, the bacon smells yummy."

Dad got me a glass of milk. There was waffles and bacon with lots of maple syrup. I gobbled them up like I hadn't eaten in days. Daddy sipped his coffee watching me eat as he waited patiently for his waffle to cook.

"What do you feel like doing today, sport?"

"I dunno."

"Well, maybe we will just hang around here today. What do you think?"

"Okay," I confirmed.

The rest of the day was pretty normal accept that neither of us bothered to get dressed. Daddy didn't make any mention of our talk. He didn't seem mad or upset and it looked as though our evening with Michael was still on.

Around six o'clock Dad told me to go upstairs to get some shorts on. Understandably I complied. When I got back downstairs Daddy was in a pair of jeans sitting on the couch with a beer in hand. A few minutes later Michael showed up.

{ding dong} Rang the doorbell. I jumped right out of my seat on the couch next to Daddy.

"Sit down Skylar, I'll get the door," Daddy announced.

As I sat there I could hear Daddy open the door and greet Michael. They walked into the living room together. I just looked up at them and smiled.

"Don't I get a hello?" Michael asked.

I looked at Daddy and he gave me a small nod. I jumped off the couch again and gave Michael a big hug around the waist. He mussed my hair with his free hand.

"Here, let me take that," Daddy offered grabbing the case of beer hanging from Michael's arm.

Now with another free hand Michael put it on my back and hugged me into him. I looked up at him and smiled. He looked so sexy. He was wearing a tight light blue tee and jeans with flipflops. Michael winked at me as we stood there.

"Are you ready for a beer?" Dad called from the kitchen.

"Sure," Michael replied.

I retook my spot on the couch and Michael sat down on one of the chairs.

Things seemed like a pretty normal men's night through dinner. Accept that Daddy was drinking about three beers to every one that Michael drank. Daddy also only ate a single slice of pizza. After the game Daddy told me to 'get my butt upstairs and in the shower.' I think Michael noticed his tone.

I did as I was told. Twenty minutes later I was in my undies holding my bear standing in the kitchen doorway.

Daddy and Michael were sitting at the table talking. Daddy looked over at me and as if in slow motion a smile came over his face. His hand reached out for me. I went right to him and he pulled me in for an embrace.

Daddy held me tight. His bare chest felt so warm. He kissed me on the forehead, then on each cheek.

"I love you, baby boy," Daddy said with a slight slur. "You smell so good just out of the shower. Go give Michael a hug."

I went to Michael and threw my arm around his neck. He grabbed me and pulled me into him. We hugged for a moment then Michael pulled me up onto his lap. I sat there very comfortably as they resumed their talk.

"He really likes you, Mike," Daddy slurred.

"I'm glad he does, but he loves you, Kurt. Don't you, Sky?"

I gave Daddy my biggest smile and nodded my head enthusiastically as I felt Michael's hand work its way under the elastic band of my undies. One of his fingers burrowed its way under my bottom and pressed against the tight pucker of my boy pussy.

"You do, don't you," Daddy knowingly stated.

"He is a beautiful boy and he would do anything for you," said Michael as his finger tried diligently to enter me.

Then Daddy did something unexpected. He rubbed his crotch.

Michael started to kiss on my cheek.

"You like that baby?" Michael asked me.

"Uh huh."

Daddy's eyes were glued on us. Michael kissed me more, on the shoulder, on the hair then the neck. I couldn't help but moan a little. Daddy's hand moved to his crotch and stayed there as he watched.

"Isn't he a pretty boy, Kurt? Prettier than any girl I'd say," mused Michael.

Michael now had the tip of his finger in me, was nuzzling my neck, cheek, and ear, and reached up with his other hand playing with my nipple.

"You know I saw you," Daddy announced.

"What did you see, Kurt?"

Daddy leaned forward pointing with one finger while his other hand gripped his crotch.

"I saw you come out of the men's room jusss before my li'l boy here. And, I bet I know what you did."

Daddy reached out his hand to me. I put mine in his. He gently led me over to him. He would have had to have been blind not to see the hardons in my and Michael's pants. He would have to have been deaf not to hear the elastic of my waistband snap as Michael pulled his hand from my Underoos.

As Daddy pulled me up onto his lap my bear dropped to the ground. I straddled his legs like a pony as a faced him. I could see a tear escape and roll down his cheek.

"I love you, baby boy."

Then Daddy kissed me, just soft on the mouth. Both of his hands came up to my face, holding my head so still. His lips were firm but soft. He kissed me again then again, and again. Each time was a little bit harder, a little more certain, a little more intentional. Gradually his mouth opened, and mine did too. His tongue found its way to my lips. He lapped at my tongue.

Daddy grabbed me around the waist and pulled me in. His tongue filled my mouth. I sucked it like a baby on a tit.

Daddy grabbed me and pulled me away. His eyes were wide and red. He just sat there for a moment looking at me, not saying a word.

Michael grabbed my arm pulling me to him. He kissed me. It was a long sensual kiss. His tongue explored my mouth as his hands roamed my back. I could tell that Michael was watching Daddy as we kissed.

Michael broke our kiss but pulled me closer, his hands now on my bottom. I kissed him along his jaw and down his neck. I felt Michael's finger dig beneath the elastic band of my undies.

"Let's show your daddy what a beautiful baby boy you are, Sky."

With that Michael pulled my undies off of me, letting them drop to the floor. His hands needed my plump cheeks.

"Look at your boy, Kurt. Look at this sweet little boy's pretty little ass."

"No no no, this is all wrong."

Michael's neck was delicious, just a hint of salt on in it. I kissed and licked at it with my tongue.

Michael turned me around pulling me onto his lap. He started to kiss my neck and cheeks again as I sat on his bulge with my little bone standing at attention. Daddy's eyes were glued to us.

I felt Michael's hands come up my body. He took each of my nipples between his fingers, pinching them softly.

"Tell your daddy what you want baby," Michael coaxed.

I cooed as my nipples got harder, "ahhh, fuck me. Pweeze, I want Daddy 'n' you to fuck me."

"Do you hear that Kurt? You got a baby slut here that wants you to fuck her little ass pussy."

Daddy still had that shocked look on his face, but his nipples had gotten hard. They were like two tiny erasures stuck to his chest. His hand was still on his crotch, but I could tell he was hot because he was rubbing and needing it. I figured this was my chance.

I pulled away from Michael. I reached for Daddy's hand pulling it away from his crotch as I got onto my knees between his legs. I looked up smiling at Daddy as I unfastened his jeans. Once open I pushed my hand into the open fly. There I found Daddy's burning hot stone hard man cock.

Daddy grabbed my wrist, "Sky baby, you don't have to do this."

In my best little boy voice, "I want to Daddy. I wuv you. Pweeze can I have it? Pweety pweeze?"

Not awaiting a response I pulled Daddy's cock from its confines then took the head into my mouth. It was all sticky with precum, which was a little salty, a little sweet, and whole lot delicious. I heard Daddy moan as I started to bob up and down on his meat.

Daddy leaned back in his chair giving me a better chance to get all of his cock. I pulled on his jeans and he helped me by raising his ass as I slid them to his ankles. I watched Daddy as I continued to suck his beautiful cock, which I was guessing between 8 and 9 inches long and bigger around than my wrist. I knew Daddy was a stud.

As I sucked on Daddy, Michael reached behind me and started to play with my hole. He was getting me lubed up with his spit. Michael kissed on my back as he fingered me. Daddy's hand took rest on the back of my head. I felt his hand grab a handful of my hair then he started to guide my head up and down on his cock.

It was amazing. My Daddy was now using my mouth to jack his cock. He pushed my head down into his pubes. I did the best I could to open my throat to his big stud meat, but I still gagged a little.

Then I heard Michael, "Save a little big guy. After all, it's the other end you are really want to get into."

Then I felt Michael pick me up. Daddy's cock left my mouth with a load pop, which made me giggle. Michael laid me on my back on the kitchen table.

"Here ya go, Kurt, one prime piece of boy pussy ready to fuck."

I watched as Michael helped my drunken Daddy to his feet. They put my legs up and Michael helped guide Daddy's big dick to my hole. But, then Daddy stopped and looked at me.

"You sure you want this, baby?"

I could feel the head of his cock at the entrance to my hole. My little pucker tried as it could to suck him in, but to no use. I knew this was what I wanted, what I needed.

"Yes Daddy, pweeze pweeze pweeze fuck me. I need you in me, Daddy."

Daddy's brow furrowed. He grabbed his cock and pressed forward. A look of ecstasy came over his face. I was guessing he was about half in and I really appreciated the pause as my hole adjusted to his girth. Daddy's hands grabbed the top of my thighs and he pushed the rest of the way into me.

"Oh my god, Skylar! Oh my god, baby! Oh sweet jeezus, your ass is so tight!"

Slowly at first he started to pump his cock in and out of my stretched boy hole. I watched in awe as his head flopped front to back and side to side as he took in the sensation of being inside of me.

I could see my belly bloat as he grinded his cock into me. The sight and feeling was beginning to make my head spin. I didn't realize it at first, but with each push of Daddy's cock into my guts I gave a rather loud sigh, almost a groan.

"Oh yes Daddy, yes. Oh you feel so good. Fuck me Daddy, fuck your baby."

Michael walked around the table leaned over and started to kiss me. I felt Daddy's hands move to my waist. His thrusts began to get harder, more determined.

"You like that baby? You like your Daddy fucking your little cunt? Well you are going to get it bitch. Yeah, Daddy is going to fuck your ass good."

And he did. Daddy started to pound my ass. His hips slammed into my little plump cheeks as he buried his cock deep into my guts.

I was breathing into Michael's mouth with each thrust from Daddy as I sucked on his tongue. Michael was again playing with my nipples.

"You like that, don't you baby? You like your daddy fucking you?" Michael asked me. "How long have you been dreaming of this?"

"Uh, uh, uh" I grunted as Daddy's cock pushed into me. "Since I seen him," I managed to say.

Daddy grabbed my shoulders and was really pounding my pussy.

"Fuck yeah bitch, you need this cock, don't you! Daddy is gunna fill your cunt with seed that made you, faggot!"

Daddy looked like a god above me grunting as he fucked me. He was now covered in sweat, and his heated skin blushed red. His face was twisted and angry, which really turned me on.

I could feel his cock get even harder and thicker as he thrust into me. The room was full of squishy fuck noise as he pounded my ass with his big meat. I could feel my own orgasm swell inside me.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck! Take it, take it bitch!" shouted Daddy as his cock released his seed deep into my bowels.

Michael kissed on me and whispered in my ear, "There you go baby. You got your wish, Daddy just fucked you good."

Daddy took a deep breath staring out into space as he pushed his cock into me like he just got a shock in the ass. Then as he exhaled he collapsed on top of me. His sweaty chest and belly pressed into me. I kissed his neck and shoulder to show my gratitude.

After a couple minutes, Michael went around to Dad and picked him up off of me. Daddy looked half passed out.

"Sky, I'm gunna put your ole man to bed. You take it easy. I'll be back in a few."

Michael stepped on Dad's jeans so they came off as they made their way to the stairs. I got up off the table and got myself a glass of milk. I grabbed my bear and Dad's jeans laid them over a chair in the living room and took a seat with my bear next to me. I felt all warm and fuzzy knowing I had a fresh load of my Daddy's cum in me.


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