Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2013 19:59:35 -0600 From: Cee King Subject: Dad loves his boys Chapter 11 If it is illegal to read this where youre from, dont read. Please email me: dadnhisboyz@live.com. This story contains sexual activity between a family of men. Hope you enjoy. If you are offended by the N-word, do not read, and yes I am black. This story is NOT based on a true story. As much as I would love it, ive never slept with my dad and i am an only child. :( Maurice POV: I was tryna make myself feel better. I know I fucked up and put my dad in ICU. I gotta fucking watch my mouth. While we was riding the elevator I was thinking bout what I was gonna say to him. I didn't know what I was gon do. He was daddy. Even though we aint been together for real, he still my daddy and i love him. I guess Jackson realized how quiet i was. "Hey you alright?" "I'm straight. Just think bout alot of shit." "Like what? Come on. Talk to me." "Like, why the fuck i can't control my fucking temper. And why I let myself make him yell at me. I know dats what made his pressure go up." "Aight so what u gon do to get better and make yall relationship stronger?" "I gotta calm down and start making better decisions and not blow up first before I think about what imma say." "Good man." The elevator stopped and we got off. Sean told JC and Pat to chill while i went to see him. I got back there and he wasn't woke and he looked worst. He was attached to lot of machines and had some tubes coming out of him. I didn't know he was this bad. I looked at him but he couldn't move any other part of his body. I asked Sean what was going on. "He had a Transient ischemic attack." "What the fuck is that?" "Shhh!" He pulled me out the room and got me to calm down. Why this nigga using big words, I don't know. "He had a ministroke. His heart couldn't take his pressure going up that high. We have him sedated to rest his heart." "Thanks Sean." He left me in the room with him but with him being sleep, i just told him i loved him and went back into the waiting room. I sat next to JC and Pat and we were quiet for a minute. Then Pat started talking. "So you gonna stay here?" "Ion know? There aint really no where for me to sleep." JC said, "Well come on to the house and make sure Sean can call you when he needs you up here. We can bring you back." Me, "Let me see if that's aight with Sean." I got up and walked back to my dad's room and saw Sean looking over his machines and writing some stuff down. "How is he Nurse?" He turned to me and smiled. "He's stable. No spikes but it's not going down alot." "Well will it be alright if I went home with my cousins. I need to shower and change into some new clothes." "Yea. It'll be fine." I wrote down my cell number so he could call me if he needed me to come up here. I went back out in the waiting room and told Pat and JC we could go. We got down to Jackson's car and we headed out. JACKSON POV: When we got to the house g-pa was still there and him and dad was in the living room. They saw us come in and asked us how Uncle Cliff was. We told them what happened and Dad and g-pa was worried. Maurice sat on the couch and his head fell in g-pa's lap and g-pa just started stroking his head. These two have a bond and i aint touching it. But Maurice did say he wanted a shower. "Hey didn't you wanna take a shower?" "Oh shit, yea i did. (to dad) Um Unk where I'm crashing?" Dad, "Jackson take him to the room across from yours. I think that one is ok. Show him where everything is." "Gotcha pops." Me and Maurice went upstairs to the room and pointed out to him that my room was right across the hall from him. "So that means I can sneak out for some action?" "Oh cuz you aint gotta sneak." "Haha. So where tha bathroom?" "You got one in yo room. You got any clothes?" "Dammit! Hell naw! All my shit at g-pa apartment." "And yo ass is too skinny for me and Patrick shit. How about, I'll ask g-pa to go get you some stuff from his apartment." "Thanks man." I went back to the living room and walked in to Patrick sucking dad and G-pa eating his ass. "Can't leave yall alone for nothing." Patrick, "What can I say. I love dick." "Anyway! G-pa, Maurice said he got clothes at your apartment. He aint got shit to change into." G-Pa, "Damn. That's right. I'll go get his clothes. Imma be back." He smacked Patrick's ass and left. Patrick bounced his ass in my face, tempting me, but I think i had something waiting on me upstairs. I just shook my head and started to walk away. Dad, "You don't want none son?" "I'mma let you have some dad. You been in the hospital so i know you miss him." "Aight son. Make sure you fuck Maurice right." "Bet!" I went back up into Maurice's room and heard the shower going. I guess he went on to take the shower. I went in the bathroom and what I saw made my dick brick. This lil sexy ass dude was washing his heavily tatted body down and that ass was firm and that dick was long and thick. This was gonna be good. While I was standing there admiring his body, he must've caught me. "You like it, then come get it." I stripped off my clothes and opened the shower door. I got in and pushed him up to the wall and started kissing him. "Don't lighten up. I like it rough!" "Oh you gon get it rough." I started kissing his neck and he threw his head back and bit his bottom lip. I reached down and grabbed his hard dick and began stroking it with one hand and rubbing his body with the other. He was stroking my dick when he grabbed my face and started kissing me and then kissing my neck and all down my body. He got down to my dick and started sucking it. This dude knew how to suck dick. I put my hands behind my head, closed my eyes, and just let him go to work. When I was fully brick, he bent over in front of me. "I want you to fuck the shit outta me." "You want this?" "Yea. Can you do that for me?" "Hell yea." I pushed my dick on his hole and it was tight. I pushed a little bit more and i got in. This made his moan a little. I started off with a slow stroke to help get used to my big dick. After while I sped up and started getting into it. I pounded his lil yellow ass out. He was moaning and shit, turning me on even more. "OH. SHIT. FUCK. ME. JACK. SON!" "YEA! TAKE THIS DICK! YOU LIKE IT? HUH! HUH? TELL ME WHO ASS THIS IS?" "THIS YO ASS DADDY. THIS YOURS." "SAY MY NAME!" "JACKSON!" "SAY MY NAME, LOUDER!" "JACKSON!!!" I pulled out and sat on the floor and told him to sit on it. He dropped his lil yellow ass in front of me and I couldn't resist. Before he got down on my dick, I grabbed his ass, spread his cheeks, and dug my tongue in. "Fuck! Jackson! Eat that shit!" He bent all the way down and started sucking my dick. This nigga is flexible. He looked at me though his legs and smiled. "You like that shit?" "Hell ya nigga. Gone sit on that dick." He bounced down and impaled himself on my thick dick. He rode my dick like he was a jockey and my dick was a stallion. This nigga was a pro. I started to feel myself about to cum. "Fuck, im finna cum!" He jumped off my dick and started sucking it. I couldn't hold back too much longer. "Fuck! Here it coooooommmmmmmeeeeeessssss!!" He left up off my dick and about 5 to 6 shots come flying out my dick and landed on his face and my chest. He licked the cum off my chest and wiped the shots that landed on his face and he grabbed my fingers and sucked them clean. More cum was oozing from my dick and licked that up too. I grabbed his chin and brought his face to mine, and we passed my sweet sticky cum between our lips. Me, "Damn boy. You a beast." "Back at ya baby boy." "So lets wash off and go see if g-pa back." "Aight." We washed off and I got him a towel to wrap around him since he didn't have anything tow wear. It's not like we didn't show off our bodies around here so he could sit around in a towel. We went down to the living room and I had on a towel too, just because I didn't feel like putting real clothes on. Patrick was laying on the sofa with his ass out and dad was fingering him. I cleared my throat. "What? You expect this ass to just sit here and me not to touch it." We all laughed and me and Maurice sat on the other side of the sofa. He actually sat on my lap and started kissing me. I looked at him and he smiled at me. "What?" "I like this." "Kissing me?" "Havin my fam back." "We glad to have you back. And you aint going no where." Thanks for reading my story. Send me an email. Continue to support Nifty by making donations. This is the link: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html