Date: Tue, 26 Sep 2006 17:18:43 -0400 (EDT) From: Mitchel Mulder Subject: a dad and his son-9 In the middle of the night I woke up. I tried to turn around, but the sharp pain in my ankle stopped me. I was a bit hungry but most of all I needed something drink. I managed to sit up, holding my foot a few inches above the floor. No need to wake up dad, I could hop along the walls to the bathroom once I was outside my room. I got up on one foot, trying to get my balance. Everything went well till my good foot stepped on one of my shoes, I lost my balance, I tried to reach for the chair, but the chair tumbled, I felt myself fall. The chair felt on the floor with a lot of noise. I broke my fall with my hands, and landed in the hallway. The minute I opened my eyes again dad came rushing out his bedroom, without any cloths. "Shit, Steve, are you allright?" Before I could say I was fine, a second figure came running out of dad's room. My mouth dropped open, it was the coach, pulling up his jockstrap! "Dad!, Coach!" I looked from dad's naked body to the coach and back again. "What are you doing out of your bed, son?" "I wanted some water, but dad, why is the coach still here?" The moment I asked it, I regretted it, I knew perfectly well why he was here, I coud only be happy for dad. The coach felt a bit uncomfertable as I could not take my eyes if the full pouch in his jockstrap. "Never mind, you know you should stay in bed." "I know, but I'm thirsty." "Let me get you some water' the coach said and walked off to the bathroom. I turned my head to follow him with my eyes, his ass looked just incredible, perfectly enclosed between the white straps. "Dad!" He looked away from the coach to me. "you and the coach?" As an answer he gave me a big smile. "Wow, dad!" "Let me help you back to your bed." The coach returned with a glass of water and together they helped me back to my bed. "Eh, look Steve, I had a bit too much too drink, so you dad was kind enough to let me stay the night" the coach said, "not that I was drunk." He handed me the glas and looked relieved that he had come up with that excuse. "Thanks" I said. Finally I had a chance to look at his almost naked body. I'd always hoped that he would join us in the shower after training, but he never did. My eyes wandered over his hairy torso till the stopped at his jockstrap. The coach started to blush, "I think I'll go back to bed then." Dad and I followed him with our eyes. "Yeah, me too, look Steve if you need anything else just shout, you should stay in bed, you know that." "Sure, dad,I'm sorry, goodnight." Dad gave me a kiss and walked back to his bedroom. I lay awake for a while trying to hear what was going on in dad's bedroom. I heard them speak in low voices, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Finally I drifted back to sleep again. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------- I didn't close the door because I was afraid that I could not hear Steve if he would call. "You think he believed me?" "Sure, you were very convincing" I whispered, "and you did have too much to drink to drive safely." I knew Steve already knew, but I did not want to tell him that, afraid he would freak out. "But tell me, was it the drinks?" I asked. As an answer he pressed his lips on mine and kissed me deeply. His hand moved down over my chest and cupped my dick and balls. He moved to get my growing cock in his mouth, the bed made a screeching sound as he lowered his head. We both stopped and listened, but no sound came from Steve's room. We were like two schoolboys afraid to be caught. Coach moved his body, with my head between his legs he lowered his cock in my mouth. I opened my mouth, his cock slided in, I could feel it getting harder as I sucked it. I spread my legs so he could finger my ass hole. In order not to make to much noise he moved his hips slowly, pushing his fat cock deep in my throat. His head went with the same speed over my dick while he pushed another finger in my ass. My hands went over the hard rounds of his ass, with my thumbs I spread them apart. I let his cock go and pushed my head a bit up so I could get my tongue between his crack. He gave a soft moan, pushing his ass back into my face. My tongue entered his hot ass, his big cock rubbed my chest. The coach pushed even more fingers in my ass, making me push up my hips. My cock was now all the way in his throat, sucking me harder and faster. I pushed my tongue in deeper, his ass felt so hot and so tasty. He let go of my cock and got on his knees between my legs, he grabbed my calves and pulled my legs over his tighs. His leaking cock stood straight up, he spread me legs wider and pushed my knees up to my chest. My ass was wide open for him, he spat a couple of times and guided his cock to my opening. I bit my lip as he pushed the thick head in, this time he did not wait but pushed his cock all the way in. I didn't care, I wanted it, I wanted his cock to fill me completely. My moaning became louder as he started to thrust. With his big hands he lifted me up, bringing our faces together. Forcing his tongue into my mouth, I put my arms around his shoulders. I started to move my ass up and down as his mouth went from my lips to my nipples. I moved faster, his cock stretching me wider. "Yeah, love your ass" he said into my ear. He got a bit up, with my arms around his neck and my legs around him, I hang a few inches above the bed, till he pushed me back on the bed. Now he really plunged his cock deeper and harder. I could not hold back any longer, I felt my orgasm starting to begin deep inside me. I could not help it, but I moaned out aloud. "Oh, yes!" I shouted. My cock started to spurt, hittting our bodies with thick white drops of cum. "O fuck!" coach shouted. I felt his sweet juice soaking my ass. He kept on fucking till we were both fully drained. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------- When I woke up, dad was setting on the edge of my bed. "Morning Steve." He placed a soft kiss on my lips. "Hi dad." I noticed that he was in jeans and a sweat shirt. "Dad, did I had a dream last night?" "I don't know, why?" "I could swear the coach was here last night, in his jockstrap." "Don't worry, it wasn't a dream." "Dad! You did it!" Dad looked at me with a big smile. "Oh, dad, I love you, that is super!" "Relax Steve, the coach is a bit shy, better keep it a secret for now." "I know; hey, could you help get me to the bathroom?" "Sure, come on" With my arm around his shoulder we managed to get to the bathroom. "I'm staying home the rest of the week, Steve." "Great", he helped me to sit down on the toilet. I pushed my morning hard on, into the bowl. "Really need a shower, dad, think you can help me?" "That's why I'm here, but I don't think its a wise idea, standing on one foot on the slippery floor, even if I'd hold you it would be difficult". "Guess you're right, maybe we could try the tube. I can rest my foot on the edge." "Let's give that a try", Dad run the bath and added some soap. "Come on Steve." With dad's help I crossed the floor to the bath. While my feet rested on the side I lowered myself in the bath. The water was just right. "Are you allright?" "Yeah, feels great, only if I let go I slip, I'm afraid to slip." I let go of the sides, my ass slipped and my head went under water. Dad pulled up my under my armpits, a wave of water went over him. "Don't think that this is such a good idea." "Maybe you should come in to I could rest against you, just like old times, dad." Dad grinned and looked down at his cloths. "Why not, I'm already wet as it is." He pulled his sweatshirt over his head. Damn, if only I could have seen him and the coach together, what a sight that would have been. He pulled off his socks and undid his belt. "How was it, I mean you and the coach?" "What do you think?" He pulled down his jeans and briefs, with his hand he gave his cock a stroke, freeing it from his balls. I leaned forward so he could get in behind me. His legs pushing along my sides, one of his legs went under mine, the other went over mine and his feet rested between my legs. I rested my head back on his shoulder, pushing my back against his chest. His hands went over my chest, softky rubbing the soap into my skin. "mmm, nice dad" I said as his hands caressed my nipples. I turned my face to him and kissed him. He squeezed my nipples harder, I could feel his cock growing, slowly his hands moved onder water along my stomach, Dad grabbed my hardening cock and slowly began to stroke it. "This time I won't send you away, son." "Believe me, dad, I wouldn't go if you told me so." He pressed me closer to him and stroked my cock faster. I wiggled my ass so that his hard cock rubbed my back. I turned my head so I could kiss him again. "Tell me about the coach, dad" "What is there to say, you know him better then I do." "Come on, how was his cock?" "Huge!" With my skin fully pulled down dad ran the tip of his finger along the tiny piece of flesh on the back of my glans. His touch and the warm water made me groan. With his other hand he softly squeezed my balls. "Oh dad, gonna cum soon." The palm of his hand was now rubbing my exposed head, normally that would have been to much, too sensitive but with the water if felt just great. I managed to lift my ass, and got hold of his cock. I tried to push it inside, maybe because of the water, but my ass didn't open at once. I pushed back harder, almost afraid I would shit in the bath. Slowly dad's cock entered me. "O fuck Steve, that so tight!" Dad stroked my cock harder, I was unable to move up and down, I had no real grip, dad couldn't move either as he was locked between me and the tube. Instead I flexed my ass muscles as best I could. The feeling of dad's cock in my ass, his hand stroking my dick, and the warm water was becoming to much for me. The moment he put his tongue in my ear, I shouted out load and shot my load in the warm water. When my body stopped flexing, dad put his hands under my ass, pushing me up and down over his dick. The water cascaded over the edge as he pushed me up faster and faster. "Ohhh, God!" he cried, he let me fall back, his cock all the way in, a warm wet feeling spreaded deep inside me. I turned my head again and pushed my tongue deep in his mouth. The expression on his face was one of pure delight. "Very nice, dad." "loved it, but how are we getting you savely out of here?" Dad helped me out of the bath and dried me off. I felt like a little kid again and to be honest I loved it. After he had dried off too, he helped me back to my bedroom where he helped me dressed, just some boxers and a shirt. "Okay, climbed onto my back so I can carry you down." He put me down on the sofa and placed a cushion under my foot. There was already a can of coffee and some sandwiches on the table within my reach, just as the remote. "The coach is bringing over some crutches later today, now if there anything you need just let me know, right?" "Sure, dad, thanks." "Gonna change the beds and do some washing, are you allright?" "Yep." He smiled at me, gave me a kiss and went upstairs.