Date: Thu, 8 May 2014 20:18:22 -0700 From: JC West Subject: Bad Uncles and Dads Chapter 17: Air Force Dad Pt. 3 Please donate to Nifty. Any amount helps. Keep this site and the availability of the wealth of erotic material free as the volume of stories increases and the cost to maintain it does as well. ************************************************************************** This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. The sexuality of all characters is entirely a figment of the author's imagination. For those of you that are NOT of legal age, please find other material to read. If you are offended by male/male material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving at this time. 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In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any con- sequences of you viewing or downloading the story. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bad Uncles and Dads - Chapter 17 Airforce Dad Pt. 3 Every time I tried to go to sleep, the sore ache in my asshole reminded me of what Dad had done to it and me...how he'd fucked my throat with his hand squeez- ing my neck and then forcing his thick cock up into my ass. Every time I started to relax, I slid back into how it felt having him fuck me without my consent...the physical strength and demanding domination still left my head still reeling. Three times I shot my load feeling the sting in my ass and the ghost sensa- tion of having Dad's big cock strecthing me out and filling my body up with hard fat adult male meat. I woke on my stomach the next morning and slid one leg over to the edge of the bed to get up. The ache in my asshole rolled up my spine and crawled into my brain as mem- ory once again set my body on fire. I flipped over onto my back and ran my fingers up the underside of my hard straining teen prick. I closed my eyes and "felt" Dad's weight pressing me down, the hair of his body biting into my skin, and the fat cock forced up inside me. I traced my finertips up the underside of my prick only twice before my hips jerked and cum spashed up over my chest and against my chin. My whole frame shuddered and shook as six blasting jets of cum spewed across me before my body went limp while my breathing still thundered in my ears. When I could stand, I pulled myself from the bed and went to my door to look outside. Finding no one there, I raced across the hall into the bathroom and locked the door. Turning on the shower and getting the water hot, I stepped in and soaped off to remove the layers of my own cum dried onto my skin. Afterward, I closed the drain and leaned against the tile wall under the hot spray while the water rose in the tub. Once filled, I lowered myself down...my asshole prickling with a thousand needles as it made contact with the hot water. After my ass met the bottom of the tub, I lay myself back and soaked for about forty-five minutes while I let every- thing from the night before settle inside my head. Twenty minutes later, dressed and distracted, I wandered into the dining room to find Mom in the kitchen, Katie and Donna in the living room watching TV. Mom looked up and smiled. "Well, sleepy head, you missed breakfast. There's stuff t' snack on before I make lunch, though." "Oh, that's okay, I'll wait. Thanks, though." I wandered into the living room and crashed on the couch while my sisters sat snickering on the floor watching some animated show. I lay staring at the program, but not watching as questions and throughts ran marathons through my head. Amidst all the confusion and straying inside my head, my prick kept swelling and lengthening inside my shorts. Hungry, I thought about going into the kitchen where Mom was working to grab something quick to eat. But, I felt guilty and uncomfortable considering every- thing that had begun with Dad. I got up and slipped quietly out of the house and into the garage. I had no desire to work out, but I needed something mindless to do. I found myself miles away most of the time and only curling or lifting a dumbell occasionally. The door from the house opened and Dad stepped just as I bent over next to Mom's car to set a dumbell on the floor. A bright white smile split his full lips and spread his thick bushy golden- red mustache wide above his chin as he sauntered over with a look of slight embar- rassement dancing in his pale green eyes. "Mornin,' lil' buddy!" He came up in front of me. Gone was his usual shape- less t-shit. A tight tank-top (wife beater) undershirt stretched across his mus- cled torso, dense red hair curled thickly from the arm and neck openings. The smoothing of his heavy muscle and the new easy outward curve of his hard stomach left Dad looking less like an athlete and more like simply a big man. I found I liked looking at him even more with the recent changes in his strong body. "Hey," his eyes flicked quickly toward the door and back as he leaned forward and dropped his voice to a whisper with a slight curve on his lips, "how are ya?" I frowned in confusion and glanced left and right, "Ummmm, fine." Dad's eyes flicked to the door and back again as he leaned down even closer, "I mean..." His eyes ran up and down me considering how to word what he was asking. He dipped his head and reached around to pat my butt, his deep voice drop- ping even lower, "I mean...here." "OH!" Realiztion hit me. "Ummm, well...sore..." I kind of nodded my head stupidly and shrugged my shoulders, "...but, good." "Good?" Dad's heavy curving eyebrows lifted as the corners of his mouth tug- ged his bristle-brush red mustache slightly wider. I blushed and took a deep breath, looking past him and out to the side with the admission and said, "Yeah....good." I tried to stop it, but lost as a sheepish grin planted itself on my face. "Hey, me, too." Dad looked at the door again, running the back of his knuck- les up the center of my stomach to my chest with the quiet words. "I haven't stop- ped thinkin' about it." He pulled himself straight and nodded his head down toward his crotch with a small thrust forward of his hips. I looked down to see four or five of his thick eleven inches straining out from the leg of his drab green shorts. A big hand came to my upper arm, the grip urging my body downward as I resis- ted in surprise. "Mikey," I glanced up, the look on his face had become almost painfully seri- ous as he continued, "you gotta do this for me, son. I... I... I can't keep walkin' around like this with everyone else here." His voice had become strained and tense...deeper, darker, and gravelly. I looked down again. Only three inches of cloth bunched up at the base remained over the big thick meat now jutting out in the air straight at the center of my stomach. "Do this for me, lil' buddy, I'm close t' explodin' here." The tension in his handsome face said there was no exaggeration behind his words. This time it was me turning my head quickly to the door before letting the wide hand on my arm take me down to my knees in front of him. I could smell the soap from his shower. I could feel the heat coming off his strong body so close to me. I could feel the thick wiry hair of his legs brushing my shoulders. Blood began rushing into my prick curved downard under my shorts. I knew exactly what he was asking me to do. Staring at the hard and powerful looking huge male meat, I had to touch it with my hands first. I wanted to feel and explore all of its thick rugged length and insane girth. I exhaled over the head flushed with dark rosy purple and watched as it swel- led forward from the heavy mysterious skin hugging the bulk of it. My hands moved upward and my fingertips stroked from the base of Dad's trou- ser monster. They skimmed over the smooth bulging veins and stroked the thick vel- vety skin covering the hard steely shaft underneath. It flexed and rose in front of me, the slight upward curve to it becoming more pronounced as if it were a huge proud snake staring me down. It flexed again as my fingers finally reached the hooded wide flaring ridge just behind the plum-sized sloping head. The deep gash in the center of the darkly blushing head gaped and a thick flow of pearly white fluid poured out and began streaming toward the ground. I dove forward quickly rather than lose one drop of the savory seed from Dad's towering cock. "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww..." Dad's voice shuddered and dropped into a low growl at the same time as his legs quivered and bent and his tall frame curved over mine with a loud thump as one of his hands slammed against a window of Mom's car for balance. The other hand reached down for the back of my neck to tilt my head back as he straightened his legs and rose to the balls of his feet. Thrusting his hips forward aimed Dad's huge cock straight down above me just before he pushed downward and sank all eleven thick inches deep into my throat. My nose pressed into damp curling hair and soap mixed with male musk swept into my lungs. Big hairy balls lay heavily against throat as it swallowed, stroked, and hugged the incredibly thick meat shoved inside. Dad's breathing immediately began coming in deep ragged pants filling my ears and shutting out every other sound around me. I felt as if I would pass out more from the feel, taste, scent, and sound of it all well before from lack of air. I wanted to keep him deep inside my throat, gripping and squeezing Dad's massive cock with the slick path toward my belly for as long as I could manage. He pulled out in one swift move, grabbed my hair in his fist, and tilted my head to the side. His other hand rushed onto the base of his meat and he wielded that proud column of thick staining cock like a wooden club as he slugged it six or seven times against the side of my upturned face. The sudden intensity of it...the sight of his big hand gripping his even big- cock...the feel of it slamming against my face as his fist twisted harshly in my hair to hold me in place all stormed through me with the impact of the big man above me dominating and demanding submission from my much smaller and younger body. Heat sizzled up my spine into the back of my brain and then raced down my legs before it shot back up to the base of my prick and balls. My hard prick jumped inside my shorts over and over...needing to cum, needing release, but also desperately not wanting it to happen so soon. Hips pulled back. Big meaty cock, foreskin stretched tight over a fiercely swollen red-purple head, aimed forward. Dad shoved back into my mouth and down my throat. Teeth grazed the thick skin of the bull-sized bulky meat. His legs shook frantically as his hand slammed against the window for sup- port once again. I purposely grazed his huge meaty cock lightly again with as he pulled part- way from my throat and wrapped his other arm around the back of my head. Without pulling free for me to breathe, Dad rammed his wildly throbbing e- leven inch baseball bat cock back into the hilt over my gently raking teeth. "Oh, god.." The words were so quiet, I almost missed them. He began thrusting deep and then only halfway out over and over, his hairy legs still bent and shaking as he bruised my throat with his mighty cock and ram- it down into my stomach. It was too much. It was all too much. The taste of him, the smell of him, the strength in the arm immobilizing my head, the size and power of the huge cock barrelling in and out of my throat, the big hairy balls now slapping and battering the outside of my throat, my love for him, my worship of him, his body, and his huge bull-meat cock, the raging desire for every inch of that massive adult cock and every drop of thick male cum it could dump into me...it was all more than my body and mind could stand. I couldn't groan, moan, or cry out for fear of discovery. I had no outlet as my body and mind spiralled out of control. My hands grasped around his legs, fingers fighting through the forest of crowdded coppery hair of his thighs and ass as my hands climbed up the back of Dad's shorts to cling to the rock-hard tensed muscle of his solid ass. Tears burst from my eyes and poured down my face in the only release my body could allow. Tears rained down my neck with the desperation of wanting everything I could get from this big man as his huge python cock repeated pummeled, stretched, and in- vaded my throat and chest. I wanted his cum in me so painfully, I ignored the tight burning in my chest for air as he fucked that massive meat between his strong hairy legs into me time and time again. The tears ran down my face as much in need for his cum as for anything else. I felt I had to have it, that I needed it more than air. "Mikey....MIKEEEEEEYYYYY..." Dad's deep bass voice hissed from above me. He suddenly pulled up to his full height and my peripheral vision caught him stretching his arms straight out to the sides of his shoulders while his big hands curled into tight strained fists while his increase in height pulled his thick jerking meat from my throat until only the pulsating hooded head remained inside. All of a sudden, cum spewed out and flooded my mouth. The door into the house opened. "Cal?" I swallowed just before another eruption filled my mouth with thick, rich, salty male cum. "Yeah, hon'!" Dad stretched taller and faked a long yawn. His fat cock jerked in my mouth and splashed another thick flood of hot white cum inside. "Lunch in about ten minutes. Have you seen Mikey?" I swallowed twice quickly before another burst of cum spewed ropes of male seed inside. "Ummm, yeah, he was just here. I'll let him know." Every time I swallowed, more cum belched from Dad's erupting cock and filled every corner of my young mouth. "Cal?" Mom's voice dropped and became a bit deeper. Dad's big heavy balls rolled and drew up inside their thickly haired sack in time with the lurching of his wide cock each time more cum blasted from the tip and over my tongue to slide down my waiting throat. "Yeah, hon.'" "You look good workin' out. Come t' bed early t'night?" "Mmmmmm, pretty lady, you gotta deal. I could hear the smile in Mom's voice, "Ten minutes." The door closed. Dad grabbed the back of my head in both hands and rammed his fat spewing cock back down my throat. He held me there, feeding me the last of his thick white cum until he yanked nearly a foot of male meat from my throat and chest. I didn't recognize what was happening next until I found myself on my back on the concrete floor with Dad's chest across and pinning my stomach underneath him. I stared in surprise at the back of his head feeling one hand shove down my shorts to stroke blunt fingertips across the still swollen and raw opening into my ass. I felt his other hand reach and grip the base of my sixteen year old prick at the same time as I saw his head dip forward just before warm wetness engulfed my chubbly six inch length. My knees drew up and spread wide and tense, and my shoulders lifted off the floor instantly as everything I'd been holding back broke through the dam. Dad's mouth suctioned my prick with a driving strength that left me feeling as if my ass, balls, and everything in between were being sucked out through my teen prick. Even if I hadn't been ready to cum, it felt as if the powerful suc- tioning would have dragged it from my young balls anyway. I was ready, though, well past ready as my entire body clenched and what felt like a gallon of sixteen year old cum gushed into Dad's mouth. Dad instantly went into overdrive and began sucking my spewing prick in and out of his mouth in a ninety mile an hour blur...thick fingers suddenly pushing their way into my tender resisting hole. Fear of discovery raced through me along with the mind-melting release as wet sucking and smacking sounds loudly echoed off the bare walls of the garage and concrete floor. His out-of-control sucking of my erupting young meat tore at my own control and I pulled myself against him, biting down on his shoulder and hitting the side of his back with my fist to keep myself from crying or yelling as I rode out the electric explosion wracking through every part of my body. Fingers violating my young ass, tongue furiously lapping my prick and bath- it in its own cum, fiercely bobbing mouth gulping down every drop of young cum from my body... I fell back, hitting my head on the floor when the last of my cum spilled up from my tight hairless balls. Dad continued gripping, lapping, and nursing at my senstive prick even after it began softing inside his mouth. He finally came off me and settled his body half over mine. Pale green eyes under thick arching brows stared affectionately down into mine. His face moved closer and my mouth opened in anticipation. The thick coarse hair of his heavy wide mustache met my lips first. Moist ends slid into my mouth before our lips met and I tasted my own cum. I licked my tongue up and closed my lips over that big beautiful masculine mustache and drew the remnants of cum found there into my mouth as thick fingers pushed deeper into my hole. I dropped my chin in surprise and that thick mustache pressed against my upper lip as Dad took my mouth in his. His wide thick tongue swept in and slid across mine, caressing every part of the inside of my mouth and mixing the last of our loads together at the same time as his strong fingers stroked the soft internal lining of the pathway for his cock to fill my ass. Dad's tongue stroked and soothed the inside of my mouth while he slowly eased those thick undulating fingers from inside me, my body twisting against him as each of his knuckles raked through the tender, ragged, and tight opening. Once his blunt fingers were free from my sensitive hole, Dad moved his mouth slightly back from mine...his thick mustache still brushing and teasing the skin of my face. Dad's next words were punctuated with a soft kiss and the strumming of his wide fingertips across the raw ass-ring at my hole. "Mmmmm......go......brush.... ..your.....teeth......before......lunch.......son." (To be continued.) Other stories: Discovering Uncle Tip http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/discovering-uncle-tip/ Teddy's Discovery http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/teddys-discovery/ Hay Baling and Uncle Buck http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/hay-bailing-and-uncle-buck/ Bad Uncles and Dads http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/bad-uncles-and-dads/