Date: Wed, 4 Sep 2019 17:34:30 +0000 (UTC) From: Julian Otero Subject: That First Time part two That First Time part 2 Let me know if you enjoy this second part. Be sure to put the title of the story in the email subject line. Julian ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com or ba9ba9goodman@tutanota.com >>>and please support nifty with a donation help this great archive to continue<<< part 2 Nicky, Margaret, Walt That First Time part 2 As I started to enter my son's butt--we would remember this deed forever--welling up within me came the memory of the first time with my own father. Where we were, how it felt, how he smelled, the things he said to me and I to him. How I loved that man! Even at age five my dad took me with him to watch him play softball: he usually played second base. I was so proud of him. Vague sexual stirrings began around that time. I saw his well-made body move and strain in the tight grey shorts all the players wore. After a game both teams would gather to cool down with soft drinks and male trash talk. Their warm beautiful bodies, arms, thighs, ass and smell enthralled me. I would picture their cocks because I'd seen daddy naked almost everyday, his long daddycock swaying as he moved, his round small ass tight and muscular, skin smooth coffee-with-cream color, blemish free. I never tired of watching his ass, which I think he knew. He stayed naked around me a lot. I think he was "grooming" me. When his great cock started to puff up he made sure I noticed. I didn't know if other boys had these same feelings, but we talked about cocks a lot. My dad directly answered any questions I had about men and women, boys and girls. Those times, when his cock often got hard mine shot up like a soldier. "Dad, does my cock look ok?" "It looks beautiful son. Even more when its hard!" His body wasn't the only one that fascinated me...other men too. That's how I learned about cocking sucking and about boys ass fucking each other ¬ ¬--from him. He told me everything, getting me ready, I now realize. I forget exactly when, but it wasn't long after this I began to wish to see them all, his pals on the team, naked, using their sweating bodies under the hot sun, wishing to see their cocks big and erect. I was sometimes erect sitting next to my friend Stevie watching a game, imagining how my father's cock might taste, how Steve's father's crotch would smell, wishing the men I saw would suck each other as I wanted to suck Stevie. As the weeks and months passed these feelings grew more and more vivid. My father and I began to take naps together, both of us naked. One time--I was seven or eight--I woke to see his dick long and hard, so beautifully erect. It looked so big. New impulses and feelings welled up in my gut while I stared and stared. He opened his eyes and smiled. "Daddy, sometimes I get feelings..." "What feelings Nicky?" "I like..." Trying to hide my embarrassment I giggled and hid my face in a pillow. "You can say it son..." I felt his warm hand caress my butt. "You can say your feeling to me..." A few more coaxing words from him brought it out of me: "Sometimes I want to do the sucking stuff." "Like...?" "Sucking...Stevie...his dad...you, daddy...you your cock...would you let me, please?!" "If that's what you want." He said I could, but I should be sure because it was a big step, a really important thing to do. I smiled and said I'd already thought about it a lot. We talked a little longer but eventually the words fell away and we just looked in each other eyes and felt oneness, a bonding not easy to put into words. We rubbed and touched and kissed and licked. I got my face near his crotch smelled the smell of male sex, adult male sex, a smell that was to become very, very familiar to me. "Put it in your mouth honey...suck on it...be a big boy for your daddy." That's exactly what I did. It was so warm! It was so hard! It was my daddy's dick! He gave me a few basic instructions and I sucked until my little jaw ached. "You know Nicky, if you really do it right ...you'll make the sperm come out... I will cum in your mouth, I'll feel really good and be proud of you." I went back sucking him, sucking him until he got the climax he described, the amount of sperm in my seven year old mouth a surprise and delight. Yes, he was proud. So was I. I fell back and slept again but not before daddy spooned me with his hardon laid along my butt crack. Later there was more. When I was nine he fucked me with a great deal of love and male passion. It hurt, but he went real slow, the feel of him in my little body overcame any pain I first felt. We made love like that until I was seventeen. Often he would invite me to fucked him and I was only too glad to do it. So it was with these good memories I eased myself ever so slowly into my own son. Nicky was ready for it I think especially because his mother was there too so he felt safe in a new and loving way. "Mommy, daddy is fucking me." "Yes dear...like he fucks me. Don't you love how his cock feels?" Nicky's asshole gave the answer when I felt it squeeze on me. "Oh Maggie..." I huffed..."I can feel it tighten...like your cunt does...he's gonna be a good little dick lover" "Like me, Walt. Go slow...you're big...its his first time." "Like my first...with my dad... Family fucking is the best!" I did go slow, sometimes stopping, sometimes pulling back a bit...then going forward again when I sensed Nicky was ready for more. If I didn't cum that was ok...this was just the first time...this was the beginning. After him, his sister. I would soon taste her tender seven year old cunt and asshole. She would learn to suck my dick as he had. And suck her brother and mother. It was meant to be. Margret too would suck and fuck both our kids. It was a family tradition. Let me know if you enjoyed this second part. Be sure to put the title of the story in the email subject line. Julian ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com or ba9ba9goodman@tutanota.com >>>and please support nifty with a donation help this great archive to continue<<< Regards, Julian Otero all my stories are here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#julianotero