Date: Fri, 7 Mar 2014 22:00:04 +0000 From: Danny Dickinson Subject: The Secrets We Keep: Nothing Stays the Same - Chapter 5 The usual disclaimers apply to this story. The author is not responsible for any actions by individuals as a result of reading this story. If you are a minor (child) then GO AWAY. If you are an adult then ENJOY. This story is about a teenage boy and other males. If this kind of scenario floats your boat then enjoy! It is just a story. You can email any comments to wankyodickdaily@gmail.com ********************************************** Chapter 5 Nothing Stays the Same I sat patiently in Mr McGee's office waiting for him to get back from his last lesson of the day. I felt so uneasy, but he was the only person I could confide in. Nobody else even knew I liked the D. "Sorry about that squirt. One of the lads from 7th year fell into the diving pool and I had to fish him out," stated Mr McGee as he flew into the office, soaking wet. He must've jumped in fully clothed as his pristine, white shorts were now partially see through and I could see the outline of his big helmet. I wasn't here for this. "I need to tell you about something. It's pretty big." "I know that, little man. I've lived with my dick for 37 years." "Shut up!" I exclaimed. I didn't know whether he would take this seriously or not. I sat quiet as I didn't know what to say. Mr McGee could see I was upset. He came down to my level as I was sat in his chair. "C'mon now. I'm only kidding mate. Just tell me, what's up?" "It's my Dad," I started. "Your Dad? Not these messages is it? He's not seen them has he?" Mr McGee looked tense. His hand squeezed tightly on my shoulder. "No. It's worse." Mr McGee stood up and walked over to his window. He ran a hand over his face. I could see he was sweating. "Well?" he demanded. "Well, he did stuff to me." Mr McGee gazed out of his window. "Did stuff to you? What stuff?" "He fucked me Sir. Dad fucked me when we were away and now he won't speak to me!" I became fraught and started to raise my voice. Mr McGee said nothing. "He pulled my pants down and fucked me. I didn't ask for it, but he just did it to me," I paused, waiting for him to speak. "Say something then!" "I don't know what to say, Dan. Mate, your Dad shouldn't be fucking you." "I know." I started to cry, so Mr McGee came and put his arm around me. "Look mate. Tell me what happened." I explained that he'd seen the photo on my phone and had found his own underwear in my room. "Why did you have it?" he quizzed. "I dunno. It was just horny. It smelt horny." "Uhu. So, did he catch you with it?" "No. He found it after I had spunked all over it and hid it in my room." Dad hadn't spoken to me since it happened. Well, only to tell me if my dinner was cooked or if my school shirts were hanging up. I'd been back in school four days and Dad and I had barely made any eye contact. "What did it feel like?" Mr McGee asked me. "It hurt, at first." "It would do," he quipped. "But then when I knew it had to happen I relaxed and quite liked it. I just wish it hadn't happened like it did. I mean, I fantasised about Dad's dick so much and I know it's wrong, but I did want his dick. I wanted to see it and suck it. I just thought we'd do it more like he would like me to do it. He said it was punishment." Mr McGee ran his hand through my hair. My eyes wandered down to his wet crotch and I could see his dick had filled out in his shorts. "You're hard, Sir." "It's just a semi. Can't blame me for being a little turned on. Can you?" "No. I guess not." "You know, I just always thought I'd be the one that would show you first." "Show me what?" "Show you how a man makes love." I laughed a little. It certainly wasn't 'making love'. "Have you had any more texts?" "Nope, but I've not finished telling you. Dad had videos of me too. And photos." "Of you? Doing what?" "Mostly wanking in my room. After he fucked me in the cabin, he left the room and I had to have a wank. He must have filmed that cause that was on there too." "Like, how old was they Danny?" "Dunno. Some might be couple of years old. Some was just of me in the bath." Mr McGee placed his hand on my shoulder and told me everything was going to be okay. ********************************************** When I arrived on my street I could see Dad's car was out on the drive. I approached home a little slower as I wasn't in a rush to get home to more awkward atmospheres. I still had to go in, so I turned my key in the door and headed on in. "Close the door. Quickly!" Dad barked at me. I turned and quickly locked the door behind me. "What's going-" I started as I turned into the living room, but I didn't need to finish the sentence. Dad was stood in the middle of the room stark, bollock naked. His knob hung flaccid, like a frankfurter between his fat thighs. His bollocks, one considerably lower, tucked nicely behind. My jaw dropped open. I didn't know what to say. Luckily, he did. "I want you to learn about it with me. I don't want you having sex with strange men so you can learn with me. I'll teach you." I just didn't know what to say or do. He grabbed his dick and then let it drop again. "So come on. Come here and I'll show you." I dropped my school bag and slipped my jacket off my shoulders. As I got closer, he parted his stance and his balls fell forward around his floppy cock. They were such low hangers. Dad sat me down on the sofa and turned to face me. "This is the foreskin," he explained as he started to retract the foreskin over the head of his penis. "It covers what is called the glans." He ran a finger over the head. I kind of didn't know where to look, but at the same time, I was eager to see his display. He juggled his nuts about in his hand as he told me about the scrotum. "Have you started to cum yet?" "You know I have." "I'm sorry? I do not." "Yes you do." I jumped up and picked his iPad up off the coffee table. I had a sudden boost of bravery "I've seen the videos on here." The room was quiet for a minute. I was feeling quite brave when I grabbed his iPad, but now he was giving me one of his beady stares which made me start to feel a bit sheepish. "I just needed to make sure you were growing properly boy," he eventually answered. "It's nothing to be ashamed of." I didn't believe a word of it. "Don't lie, Daddy. I'm wanking on it. I think I saw you wanking over it in the cabin." "Saw me wanking. You spied on me?" "I just needed to piss. Your door was open." "C'mon, just let me see you properly lad. Take your things off, quickly." It wasn't particularly warm in our house so I was reluctant to undress. Especially revealing my little nugget to him in front of his pendulous prick. "Let's be having you," he ordered. I decided to throw caution to the wind and strip them all off. I'd dreamed of moments like this for a few years, I needn't waste the opportunity now. As soon as I was undressed he was over for close inspection. "Don't worry, Danny, it'll grow." He said as he pulled back my foreskin and glanced over my 'glans'. "Nice sprouting of pubic hair too. Maybe you'll be a grizzly like me." "A grizzly?" "Yeah, the bear." He stroked my ass cheeks gently, and then parted them with both hands. "Very good. Little bubble butt on you lad." I'd never heard of bubble butt at that time, but I assumed it was a good thing. Then his nose came in between my ass cheeks and he inhaled deeply. It made me flinch. "Ahhh," he moaned. "Sweet little butt." "Daddy!" I exclaimed. He'd sniffed me out of the blue. "So what do you need to know?" he asked, gesturing me to sit on the sofa with him. "Just about sex." I was shy. I didn't know what to say or what he wanted me to say. I stood in front of him. "Show me how you wank it lad." I didn't question him. I know he'd seen it, but this was horny so I went along with it anyway. I grabbed my pecker and started to jerk the head between my two fingers and my thumb. "No, no, no. Not like that. Let me show you." Dad tapped my hand off my dick and told me to watch. He grabbed his now semi hard dick with his fist and started to slowly pull his foreskin back and forth over his head. I watched, in amazement, as his dick grew to it's full size and he picked up speed. He was a monster. I could feel myself pulling in closer and closer between his legs as his thighs brushed up against me. "Is that okay, Son?" "Yeah," I whispered. "You too." He nodded to my penis. I grabbed my dick like he had his and started to furiously tug it off. He held the base of his pork sword as the other hand glided effortlessly over his slick and engorged helmet. It began to flair like a mushroom and that was it, I knew what was coming. Dad's eyes closed and his mouth turned down as a thunderous amount of cum blew out and over my chest. He let out a roar as his nuts tightened up under his meat. I loved it. His hot cum washed over my belly like a wave. Unexpectedly, as his last spurt fired out of his dick he got up, stood behind me, and then reached round to jack me off. "Come on boy, let me show you." Dad's hand wrapped around my whole dick, and I could feel his pole swinging against my back. My balls tightened and I start to spew out my seed. "That's a good boy," Dad whispered in my ear as he milked me like a cow. His breath was hot on my neck. As our session came to an end, I felt weak and breathless. Daddy told me to lie myself down on the sofa. "Just a minute baby." He grabbed his phone and took a few snaps of me naked, sprawled on the sofa. I didn't question him. I was mesmerised by the semi erect penis swinging heavily between his legs. "Now go and clean up. I'll start the dinner." I took myself off to my room to get some shorts. My mind was in a weird state. I loved what had happened, but it felt wrong at the same time. I kinda felt guilty, but I couldn't figure out why. When I went back to the living room I checked my phone. Another message. --- --- +447810007432: 18:11 06/05/2013 Gonna get you now gay boy --- --- Chapter 5 End If you like this and want to carry on reading stories like this on Nifty, please show support and donate. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html