Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2023 19:07:52 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Dad and My best Friend (Gay/Adult Youth, oral anal, b/mM. m/M) Adult Youth, oral anal, b/mM. m/M This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between consenting youth and an adult male. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Dad and my Best Friend By Wolf My family consisted of my mother and father and older brother, sister, and myself. My brother was seven years older than me. I guess I was an oops child. Our father left the family when I was five. So, my brother was my father figure. When I was nine, I walked in on him masturbating. He was 16 so he instructed me in the art of jacking off, and encouraged me to suck his cock. The real sex began with my mom's brother. I spent my summers with my uncle Nick at his cabin by the lake. He was a hairy man, and I was fascinated by his hairy body. He and I slept in the same bed during the week, and when I sucked on his nipples, I got hair in my mouth. When he encouraged me to suck his cock, I also got pubic hair caught between my teeth. On weekends Mom and my siblings would come up to the lake. We would have to wear pajamas and sleep in separate beds when they were there. During the summer of 1983 I was in junior high school in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. My family lived in a nice two-story craftsman home built in the 1920's on a tree lined street, that was a nice upper middle-class neighborhood. I was not very tall for my age at about 5-feet' or 5- feet 2-inches at the time, and was kind of studious. I was not a stereotypical nerd with the coke bottle glasses and pocket protector, but I was not very athletic. I can say that I was a slender kid. I don't think I was bad looking but I was not popular and didn't have any girlfriends. By that time my parents had reconciled their differences and reunited. During the late spring my mother and sister were visiting relatives out of state, and I was supposed to be at music lessons for orchestra after school, but one day the teacher canceled practice. While I was walking home. I spotted my friend Matthew walking in the direction of my home. Matt was my age and was average height, and he was athletic and a handsome guy. All the pretty girls were crazy about Matt and he was popular. Back then all the boys wore their hair like their favorite rock stars. Matt parted in the middle and had shoulder length black hair. Physically he was typical for a young male in his early teens. He had a respectable size cock and pubic hair, where I was a little behind. My cock was small, my scrotum had not dropped and I could count the red pubic hairs on one hand. It made no sense that he befriended me but I soon learned that it was because he liked my dad. When I saw walking in front of me, I was curious where he was going, so I followed him from a distance. Matt was walking in the direction toward my home. He usually took the bus to his house, which was some distance away from the school. I had a feeling something was going on because Matt was coming over a lot and he and my dad would toss the football around, shirtless, and barefoot in the backyard. They were getting close but I didn't know how close. I thought it was strange that he was going to my house without telling me he was going to come over. And he knew that I was normally at music lessons after school. My dad was in his 40s and was a big guy. He was a good 6-foot 4-inches tall. I would say that he was well over 250lbs with a football player build but he was not a ripped muscle man. He had bright-red hair on his head and everywhere else. His penis was very long and thick, low hanging, pink testicles. His name was Jim. When I saw him entering my home, I waited a little while before I entered the house quietly. I didn't see any sign of Dad and Matt down stairs or upstairs. That only left the basement. I went to the kitchen where the door was that led downstairs to the basement, I carefully opened the door to the basement and got down on my stomach and quietly slid down the first couple of steps so that I could see and hear what was happening below. I was shocked by what I saw going on down there. My father was having sex with my friend and classmate when they knew that I was at school. They never learned that I had seen them that day. I'll never forget the sight of my dad's big penis sliding in and out of Matt's ass. Matt screamed as my dad worked his penis into him. Dad spanking Matt butt while he fucked him. Dad fucked him doggy style, held him up in the air while fucking him, and finished fucking him in a pile driver position. The sound of dad's testicles slapping Matt's skin: especially when Matt was in the pile driver position and dad was going deep both facing Matt and when he changed position to face away. I could tell Matt was in pain the entire time but he was totally submissive to my dad. Matt had no erection at all from what I could see. I remember that when my dad finished and he pulled out, Matt stayed in that position for a while. Matt's asshole was gaping wide open and bright red. After they finished, I got up and quickly left the house where I hid in the bushes. Matt and dad came out some time later and drove off (I guess dad drove him home). Matt never said anything to me about what was going on but he still came around to the house after that day, so I guess even though he got brutally fucked, he liked it. It was crazy and I will NEVER forget it. 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