Date: Sat, 3 Feb 2007 19:20:41 EST
From: CoverYourTeeth@aol.com
Subject: and dad makes four: part 4

Yup, me again!

Thanks for all the great emails. Very fun and creative. Loved reading each
one of them!  *kiss*

So inquisitive minds want to know: what's the ratio for the number of
people that read the story, to the number of people that send an email?
10:1, 20:1?? (who said math was useless?!)

Anyway, keep them coming *bats lashes*   :- )


Constructive criticism welcome as well, but I warn you, I'm stubborn, and
set in my writing ways ;)

(((hug)))


Same warnings: role play, role reversal, age gap (22-55), diapers, wetting/
soiling (NO scat), adult(ish) baby, spanking, male nursing (maybe...I'll
decide as I go), and a touch of dressing in women's clothing (not drag or
full out cross-dressing)


It was snowing pretty heavily by the time I got home.  It was only 4:30,
but it was already getting dark.  The house was comfortably warm, quiet and
dark.  I toed out of my sneakers and turned on the lamp in the hall. I
quickly ascended the carpeted stairs to the master bedroom.  Dad and Robbie
were entwined in the middle of the large bed, naked and partially covered
by the comforter. I grabbed a long sleeve tee and sweats, stripping out of
the clothing I had warn all day. Robbie began to stir, before untangling
himself from his dad's arms. He sat up, rubbing his eyes. It took him a
second to recognize me in the dark, then quickly crawled over the blankets
toward me.

"Shawn!!" he exclaimed excitedly in a stage whisper. I reached my arms out
to him, and he climbed into my hug.

"Shhh" I quieted him, "daddy's sleeping." We both glanced over at the
peacefully slumbering, older man.

"I missed you SO MUCH" Robbie dramatically whispered in my ear.

I kissed his sleep warmed cheek, carrying him as I headed to the master
bathroom. He snuggled against me as I pulled my cock out and peed a heavy
stream into the toilet bowl.

"I gotta pee, too" he whined, moving to climb out of my arms. I patted his
bottom, expecting his warm soft skin. Instead my hand touched partly gooey
and dried cum.  I turned him over in my arms to further investigate. He
stretched his arms out to brace himself against the bathroom sink, and I
supported his lower body. I separated his pale hairless cheeks, and
examined his boy hole. It appeared puffy and irritated, cum seeping from
the dilated tunnel. I ran my finger over the wrinkled hole, slipping my
finger into his reddened pussy. He gasped.

"Are you hurt?!" I asked, concerned.

"Noo, it's gooood" he dreamily replied, wiggling his butt on my finger. It
was clear dad had some fun with Robbie this afternoon. This explained why
the old man was so tuckered out.

I quickly slipped my finger out, much to Robbie's dismay. I patted his tush
before I sat him on the toilet seat.  He released cummy wet farts as his
pee rushed out of his little cocklet. I reentered the bedroom to grab a
pair of Robbie's underoos and pajamas.

"I'm done!" he called to me, sitting on the toilet waiting for me to wipe
him. I gently cleaned his dirty bum hole with a moist wipe before helping
him into his underpants and pajamas.  He held my hand tightly as we headed
out of the bedroom, and down to the kitchen. Dad snored lightly, lying on
his hairy stomach with his hand cupping his naked genitals.


Matt arrived home soon after, having left his office early due to the
storm. Robbie nearly peed himself with excitement as Matt opened the
door. I sternly ordered Robbie to wait for Matt to take off his snow
covered coat before leaping into his arms.

Matt lovingly kissed Robbie, carrying him into the kitchen. He leaned into
me, deeply kissing me after our day spent apart.

"Where's Johnny?" he asked after kissing me a second time, and glancing
appreciatively at the kitchen table set for dinner.

"He's sleeeping" Robbie offered helpfully.

"If he naps so late, he'll have trouble going to sleep tonight" Matt mused,
placing Robbie down before heading up to our bedroom.

Matt stripped out of his suit and tie before dressing in soft jeans and a
sweatshirt. He sat on the large bed, drawing dad's large warm body toward
him. He lifted dad's head into his lap, tracing a finger down his nose and
across his lips.  He unzipped his jeans, fishing out his fat cock. He
enjoyed the musky smell of his cock and balls after a day cooped up in his
suit pants. He fisted his cock, rubbing over his pee hole spreading his pre
cum. He rubbed his moist cock head against dad's partly opened lips, then
up the side of his face, along his jaw. He spread his wetness on the warm,
sleeping face.

"Baby" Matt soothingly called to dad as he continued to rub him with his
meat. Dad slowly opened his eyes, focusing on the fat cock in front of
him. He hungrily parted his lips as Matt's prick head slipped in to his
moist mouth. He moaned happily, nursing on the warm meat. He gagged as Matt
attempted to enter more deeply, too sleepy to prepare himself for the
invasion.  Matt continued to fist himself as dad sucked and licked on the
plum head. He drooled and slobbered over the tool in his mouth. Matt petted
dad, running his large hands up and down his cubby back and arms. He
encouraged dad to curl up against his, rubbing his hairy bottom. Matt
sucked on two of his large fingers before penetrating dad's tight hole with
them.

"That's my good boy" Matt encouraged as he finger fucked dad's pussy. Dad
attempted to deep throat the huge man cock while fiddling with his own
smaller prick.

"Cum for me" Matt whispered, as his continued petting and finger
fucking. Dad masturbated himself, gurgling around the cock in his mouth. He
whimpered as his balls tightened and his watery cum spurted out of his old
cock. Matt rolled dad onto his back before repositioning himself and
briskly face fucking the older man. Dad greedily swallowed down the thick
ropes of cum, licking and kissing the pulsing head. He buried his face in
his younger lover's balls, enjoying the smell. Matt rested his upper body
on a pile of pillows on the bed. After regaining his breath, he hugged dad
to his chest, kissing his mouth.

"Let's get some dinner, hu?" he held his arm out to dad, helping him out of
bed. He left his soft cock hanging out of his unzipped jeans, as he led my
naked dad to the bathroom before heading down to the kitchen. Matt and dad
relieved themselves into the toilet, playing by crossing their pee
streams. Dad had a weaker stream and peed out of his smaller cock.  Matt
helped dad slip into a short pastel colored night dress, before they headed
down to join me and Robbie at the dinner table.

By the time everyone sat down to dinner, Robbie was restless, refusing to
eat anything offered to him. Matt stood him up, firmly swatting his small
bottom before settling him down on his lap.  Tearfully, Robbie ate the
small pieces of chicken Matt placed in front of him.

As we began cleaning up from dinner, I sent Robbie to play in the living
room. He had been hyper all through our meal, and I could tell if he kept
up his antics, the night would end with a sound spanking and tears.

"Johnny, help Shawn clean up" Matt directed my dad, before looked at me
"I'll gather Robbie up and read with him for a little while." I nodded in
agreement.

Dad helped clear the table and fill the dish washer. As he reached up to
place a container on the top shelf of a cabinet, his nightgown lifted up,
revealing his full hairy ass cheeks. My cock sprang to attention. I walked
up behind him, kissing his soft neck as I circled his large body with my
arms. He moaned, leaning his head back, resting it on my shoulder. I
continued kissing and nipping at his face and neck. I have come to learn a
lot about my biological grandfather since he moved in with me and my
partner.  He enjoys having matt and I take charge. Knowing that all he had
to do is follow the rules we set out for him. There were no other
expectations of him. He shuddered against me, loving being submissive in
his grandson's arms. I rubbed his soft cock through his nightgown and felt
it plump in my hand as the rough fabric brushed against his sensitive
head. He lustfully humped into my large hand. I released my grasp, lifting
up the gown.  I rubbed his large soft belly, purposefully ignoring his
throbbing dick. I cupped his fat tits, pinching and teasing his large
nipples. He gasped and panted obscenely, unable to control his lust. I
removed his gown, leaving him vulnerable as he stood naked in the
kitchen. I took his hand and walked him to the living room. Matt had taken
Robbie upstairs, leaving the room empty. I encouraged dad to sit down on
the wonderfully plush living room rug, just in front of the roaring
fireplace. I sat down beside him, kissing him deeply, enjoying his taste. I
had him lay down on his belly, then massaged his broad shoulders and thick
back. I massaged his lower back, kneading his buttocks.  Unable to resist
the deep cleft between his hairy butt, I spread his warm cheeks sniffing at
his wrinkled hole. I licked and kissed the smelly pussy as he humped the
soft rug below him. I moistened his tight passage with my long tongue,
preparing to fuck him. I spit into my fist, then spread the liquid on my
throbbing cock. I aligned my meat with his cunt hole, pushing against the
tight resistance. He moaned in discomfort as he was penetrated. I laid on
top of him, humping and fucking in long stokes. I sucked and bit his neck,
leaving a large hickey.  I wordlessly eased him on to his knees, ass in the
air. I fucked in short quick strokes, in and out of his slick hole. I
pulled on his old cock while pounding him. Growling, I came violently in
dad's fat ass. I laid him back down on the rug, my weight heavy against his
sweaty back. He continued to hump the rug, before having a nearly dry cum
shortly after. At his age, he had no cum to squirt after the orgasms he had
earlier in the day. I rolled him on to his back, deeply kissing him as we
recovered from our orgasm.

I retrieved dad's nightgown from the kitchen floor, then slipped it over
his head before we settled down to snuggle on the couch and watch TV. I
heard Matt scolding Robbie upstairs as he prepared him for bed. As I
predicted, the night was ending with a spanking. Dad seemed upset by the
sounds of bare flesh being spanked. I turned the TV on to muffle the sounds
coming from upstairs, and to distract him. Dad sat on my lap, his back
snuggled against my chest. I wrapped a light blanket around us. Dad's
nightgown wrapped itself around his waist, leaving his cock, balls and ass
naked and exposed against me. I absentmindedly caressed his furry body,
running my hands up his thighs to his balls and pecker, then his chubby
belly and fat tits. He wiggled around on my lap, trapping my fat dick
between his large ass cheeks. The little whore was ready for a second
fucking.



TBC?