Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2011 17:43:52 -0600 From: Leon Hall Subject: daddy and me a true story chapter 3 Daddy and Me, A true story Chapter 3 By: Wish Master. Copy right all rights reserved. Like the other two chapters this on contains sexually descriptive nature. It is intended for persons of legal age and living in a municipality where it is allowed. If stories of sex between boys and men offends you, please don't continue to read. The intent of this story is to share experiences not cause `shock and aw. Have you ever considered the fact that you may never think about or notice a certain automobile model? But if you happen to buy one, all of a sudden you see hundreds of the same model on the road with you. Well, that is how I started viewing sex with older me and boys my age years ago. I believe your perspective changes. Some people may ask, "How do they find others to have sex with?" As with the auto example the radar is working and it seems we all give off an odor or smell (lol). That being said, I will continue with another chapter from my child hood. We came home from Washington State in time for me to go back to middle school. I didn't like school one bit and it wasn't until I entered college and received my Ph.D. I started thinking about the opportunity to learn. I did enjoy hooking up with my friends I did not see during most of the summer. The first friend I got back with was my best friend Bob Harding. He was a tall, skinny kid who had a obvious feminine side. He was about 6' tall and weighed in at 90 to 100 pounds. I am sure no more. He had lots of hair on his arms and skinny legs. Anyway, we made contact during our first break of the day. Remember, we used to call them recess. We did the normal `bouncing our chest together' and horsing around. It was my last year in Jr. High. I asked bob to come over to my house after school to bum around. Normally, we went to help his parents in one of the stores they owned. What a name, Toot N Totem. It came from the stores they had in Texas where the customer drove into the drive through with their shopping list and "tooted" the car horn. The guy at the window would take the list, fill the order and, you're catching up, "tot" the groceries to where the customer parked in the lot. But this story is not about grocery stores. We got to my house before anyone else. My sister Peggy was in high school and got home later. Jane and the other kids always went to a sitter's house and waited for my dad to pick them up after work. Bob was wearing his typical Bermuda shorts and short sleeve, button down the front shirt. He didn't wear under shirts. We sat on the my bed and were looking at some of my baseball cards. For some reason, Bob always sat on one of his legs bent at the knee. Like a girl would. I was looking at his hairy arms and legs and my cock was starting to grow. I was wearing my `uniform of the day' blue jeans and T shirt so I felt he did not notice my predicament. Remember I said he did not wear under shirts? Well, this day he did not wear under shorts. Besides being `goo goo' looking at his dark eyes and thick lips him sit the way he was. I really wanted to kiss him. I was afraid I would scare him away if I tried. I looked at his shorts and I could see up his thigh because of the wide short legs. I saw what looked like thin pubic hair. I got on my knee and acted as though I was looking for something under the bed. With my head at that level I had a clear view of a beautiful thick, cut, cock. I remained in that position. I thought I would drool and give myself away. Gads, it was beautiful. "Bob I see you are commando today. I can't help but see your dick." He turned beet read. He even started to stutter. "Well,,, I didn't want,,,, I mean I was rushed this morn... I just didn't wear any." "Hey, I'm not teasing you. I think it is hot. I have seen your cock in the shower at school but never this close. It really looks nice." I could tell he was starting to get his composure back and the red went away. "You mean you've been looking at my think in the school shower. I never noticed. Do you do that to all the guys? Like a queer or something? That is really lamb." He didn't appear to be made at me and he didn't seem to be happy with the idea of me checking him out. "Listen, we all check each other out. And if you day you don't you'd lie about anything. You have to admit you compare your stuff to other guys. That's normal." The topic was not making him comfortable, I could tell. But I had him on the line. The subject was out like it or not. I think your dick looks great. I do believe it is bigger than mine." "Why would you day that? He said with a sheepish smie. "I'm circumcised like you and you look like you are thicker than me. Maybe longer." I just came out and said it, "Let's measure." "WHAT?? HEAR? You mean NOW?? "Way not? We are both guys, right? "Yeah." "We are best friends. Right?" "Yeaaaah" "What's the harm? It's not like we are guy or anything like that. You aren't gay are you?" (I had to throw that in. What a dick I am). Tell you what. I will show you mine. If you don't feel like it you don't have to show me yours. Fair enough? Well, I didn't wait for an answer. I stood up, kicked off my gym shoes and dropped my pants to the floor. I still had my T shirt on. He just sat there fixated on my cock. I think I even saw a small amount of drool in the corner of his mouth. "Wow, I don't know what to say. That is the first time I saw another guys thing up close." "What do you think? You can touch it if you want. Don't worry it doesn't bite. At least not yet. No, go ahead and feel it." I reached out my right had and took his wrist. I pulled his hand close to my cock and put it in his hand. He was still, just staring and my cock. I felt his had close around my shaft. I really started boning up then. As he felt and saw my cock get hard his mouth opened. "Hey, that feels nice. Does it feel good to have me hold it?" "Of course it feels nice. It always feels to have my cock held by another guy, especially you, my best friend." I saw the shorts begin to bulge as his cock was growing. Apparently, you think it feels good to hold it. Your dick is giving you away." "Yeah, I guess it is. This is kind of cool. Aren't you afraid someone might come home and catch us?" "Nah, we have a couple hours to spare." I didn't even ask him, I reach out and started to unzip his fly. It wasn't easy because he was still sitting. On cue, he stood and allowed me to unzip him and the shorts dropped to the floor." Oh boy Bob, you are beautiful. "More beautiful that I would have ever guessed." I had it in my hands and I was not going to let it go. I gently stroked his growing tool. I could see a little pre-cum glistening on the slit. Without saying anything I went to my knees and placed it in my mouth. I closed my mouth and started swirling my tongue around it. His knees buckled a little and I could hear him moan and quiver. I pushed his rod in and out of my mouth, stopping at my lips. After a few strokes I took his cock out and looked up at him. "Well, old friend, what do you think?" I felt him starting to pant. "I have never felt anything like this before. I love it. Is that bad?" His voice sounded like a small child asking for a cookie. "I hope not. I have been sucking dicks for a couple years. I started with my Dad." He jumped in. "No way. Your Dad? You have been sucking your Dad's thing?" "First of all, it is not a thing. It is a cock, dick, tool, rod, but not a thing. And yes, my daddy and me have been fucking since I was 11. It is so cool." "And your dad sucks your thing, I mean cock? "You bet. The best cock sucker I know. I know he would love to suck yours. He is almost 8" and thick. Accept he is not circumcised like we are." I gently pushed him back to a sitting position on my bed. I pushed him a little further and he was lying down with his legs dangling off the bed. I had unhampered access to his cock, which was now hard as a telephone pole. I held his shaft with my right hand and cupped his balls with my left. His balls were really hairy and felt like they were full of boy juice. With each stroke of my lips his cock went further down my throat. Soon, my chin was touching his balls. I must say, 7" never tasted so good. He just layed there and moaned in pleasure. I felt his balls starting to retract. His shaft was beginning to harden. The head of his cock seemed to flare. Next thing I know he started to yell. "Oh Gawd Leon, something is happening. Oooh. Oh fuck." And with that he started pumping his warm boy juice down my throat. I pulled his cock out enough to catch his cum in my mouth. I thought he would never stop shooting. Gulp after gulp I swallowed. A small amount escaped near the crack of my mouth. Soon he stopped shooting. I didn't release his cock from my mouth. Savoring the taste I began to clean his rod with my mouth and tongue. "Stop Leon, It is really sensitive. It almost hurts." I slowly released my mouth grip and pulled his cock out. I got up off my knees and laid on top of him. I began to kiss him passionately. He opened his mouth to allow my darting tongue in. He tasted the nectar of his sweet boy juice. "I love you Bob, you know that don't you? "Wow, I think I love you too." We got dressed and without saying much he left the house. I was floating around my room. I got to drink my best friends cum. And he enjoyed it as much as I did. Bob didn't suck me off that afternoon. This one was on me. I am sure my time will come.