Date: Thu, 06 May 1999 20:47:51 -0700
From: "Richard L. Hull" <mailman3@ix.netcom.com>
Subject: Daddy, Don't Beat Me (Incest, Mm, Mast)

OK folks, this is the first story I have ever completed.  I hope
that you enjoy it.  If you do, let me know and I will try to
finish some of the other stories I have started.  I know that
the story is fairly short but if any of you actually get off
by reading it, please tell me.  Nothing would make me happier
than knowing that someome actually came while reading a story
of mine.


DADDY, DON'T BEAT ME

     "Daddy, daddy, please don't beat me," I cried as I rolled up
into the fetal position and pulled the covers over my whole body.  I
couldn't believe it.  My Dad just caught me jackin' off.  I could hear
him moving slowly toward the bed.  I just knew he was going to beat
the crap out of me.  I had gotten home a little early from school and
I knew that I had about an hour and a half before Dad was supposed
to get home.  I was feeling as horney as a three horned billy goat
when I got home so I had decided to give myself a little pleasure.
That fuckin' David Moore had washed himself so well in the shower
room that his cock had started to inflate slightly.  I was trying to keep
that sight in mind as I rushed to my room and hurriedly started
throwing off my clothes.  I could hear Dad getting closer.  I had
gotten completely naked and had laid down on my bed and started
whackin'.  My fourteen-year-old, five and a half incher was oozing
precum when I started rubbing up and down my shaft with my right
hand.  I knew that I wouldn't last long thinking of David with his long
blond hair, six-pack stomach, and his seven incher sticking half way
up.  Dad was getting closer to the bed now and I was crying and
sniveling, trying to roll up into a tighter ball to prepare for the coming
onslaught of blows to my body.  With my left hand I had first been
pinching and tweaking my nipples and then reached further down to
run my fingers through my newly grown thatch of soft brown pubic
hair.  I had then grabbed by still hairless balls and started to squeeze,
knowing that I was getting ready to cum.  That's when I saw my Dad
start to come into my room.  He must have got home early also and
I had been having too much fun to have heard him.  He was now next
to my bed and sitting down beside me and I felt him put his hand on
my blanket-covered shoulder.  I tensed as soon as I felt his hand.
     "What in the fuck are you yelling about." he said softly as he
started caressing my shoulder.  "When have I ever beat you and what
would I beat you for?"  He was right.  I had never gotten a beating in
my life.
     "Bu--Bu--But you caught me jackin', I mean you caught me
playing with myself," I sputtered.
     Daddy continued to rub my shoulder and pulled the blanket
off my head.  "Yeah, and I should apologize for that.  I heard what
you were doing and I couldn't control myself.  I just wanted to see
that my little boy was growing up.  I should never have done that and
upset you and I am really sorry.  I know that I wouldn't like it if you
walked in on me while I was polishing the old apple.  Will you forgive
me?"
     I rolled over on my back and looked up at Dad.  The covers
were still pulled up over my chest and I, still sputtering, asked?  "You,
you mean that you knew what I was doing and wanted to see me play
with my dick?"
     Dad was turning bright red and said, "Yeah.  I know it wasn't
very fatherly of me to have those kind of thoughts and I hope that
you can forgive me."  Dad was now pulling the covers down a little
and he was rubbing my upper chest trying to calm me down.
     "I--I thought that doing it to yourself was bad.  I, I thought
that you would be mad at me when you caught me.  Ddid you say that
you sometimes do it too," I queried.  Dad had now pulled the
blankets down to my waist and was rubbing my whole upper body
with both of his hands and I quivered.
     "Oh, you like that," he said as he continued to rub my upper
body.  He went on saying. "First of all I want to say that there is
nothing wrong with playing with your cock.  My God, it feels great
and is very relaxing.  Do you think that teenagers are the only ones
that know about the pleasures of masturbation?  You know that I
haven't seen another woman since your mother died.  What do you
think I do when I need a little sexual relief?  You certainly do it often
and loud enough."
     Dad was still caressing my upper body and my little dick was
starting to rise again after the cold shower it was given when Dad had
walked in.  All this talk about jacking off wasn't helping matters
either.  I was getting myself under some control.  I finely realized that
it was stupid to think that my Dad would beat me for any reason.
"Let me see if I've got this right now," I started.  "You know that I
have been beating off for a long time now and you like to do it too.
I know that you have seen me naked lots of times so you know how
I look naked.  You must have wanted to see my hardon.  Is that
right?"
     I noticed for the first time that Dad was sitting next to me in
just his jockey shorts as he lowered his head and said, "That's right
Brad, and I'm so ashamed.  I shouldn't be having those kind of
thoughts."
     "Dad, if you don't stop rubbing my lower belly like that you
are going to get your wish.  My dick is about to pop out from under
the blankets," I said, knowing that he hadn't even realized what he
had been doing.
     "Oh God, I'm sorry," he yelled as he pulled his hands off my
body.  He started sobbing as he said, "How can you ever forgive
me?"
     "Well, for starters you can put your hands back," I said
boldly.  "God, it feels so good and I realize that I should never hide
anything from you.  If you want to see me, you can."
     Dad put his hands back on my upper chest and massaged
slowly.  "Son there is nothing I would rather see than your rigid prick
but are you sure you can handle it?  Most people would think it was
wrong for me to be looking at your hard dick," he said.
     "You told me that there is nothing wrong with enjoying
myself and with you rubbing me like that I am really enjoying myself.
And I don't care what other people think.  If you want to see me
naked and hard it would thrill me just knowing that I was making you
happy because I love you more than anything in the world." I said as
I reached up with both of my arms and grabbed him by the shoulders
and pulled myself up and kissed him on the tip of his nose and then
fell back down on my back.  When I did this, it caused the blankets
to slide further down, exposing me down to my knees.  My cock was
throbbing and dripping.
     "Oh fuck son, that's so beautiful.  I can hardly believe that
you've grown into such a man  In a couple of more years you're
going to be bigger than me," Dad said as he twisted around and laid
down next to me, putting his left arm under my neck.  He continued
rubbing my chest making small  circles and going lower and lower
until he almost reached my bellybutton.  He was staring straight at my
dick and it was still dripping.  In fact my bellybutton, a deep innie,
was overflowing with my precum.  "Grab that mother fucker and beat
it.  Let daddy see his hunk stud son jack his dick off until he comes,"
Dad continued.
     I couldn't stand it anymore.  I knew that I was going to have
to cum and soon.  I grabbed my cock and started rubbing the sticky
precum all over my shaft.  I looked down, noticing for the first time
that Dad's dick was also hard as a rock and tenting his jockeys to
almost bursting and it had a large wet spot right on top.  I started
moaning, "Oh god Dad, it feels so good.  Watch me as I jack my big
cock off.  I'm going to cum any second.  Do you want to see me
come, Dad?  Oh, oh, Dad can I see yours too?
     "STOP!" my father yelled as he jerked his arm from under my
neck and his other hand away from me.  "Oh shit." I thought.  Why
did I have to ask to see his prick?  Now I've gone and ruined the
whole experience by getting too carried away.
     Then I realized what he was really doing when he said, "Let
me catch up to you."  Dad quickly reached down to the waistband of
his jockeys and pushed them off.  He then stretched out next to me
as he put his arm back under my neck and reached with his left hand
to my bellybutton and using his fingers dipped out a lot of my
precum.  He then started rubbing the stuff all over the head of his
cock.  My whole right side was rubbing his left side and he started
pumping his cock up and down.  When I started to reach for my dick
again, Dad said, "Don't, son.  Wait a couple of minutes and let me
catch up to you.  If you cool down, we can build back up together.
I want to see both of us pumping our cocks until we shoot our cum
all over the place.  Fuck! Its so hot.  Is that what you want to do, son?
Do you want to see us both shoot our jism all over each other?
     "Oh, fuck, yes!  But I need to do it quickly or I'm going to
shoot my load without touching myself.  It's so hot watching you
stroke that big daddy meat of yours, I can't take much more," I
screamed.
     "Me too, son.  Let's go for it. Grab that big meat of yours and
let's pound these things til' we pop," Dad moaned.
     I grabbed my cock and started pounding.  Dad and I were
both moaning and groaning.  I knew that neither one of us was going
to last much longer.  I started screaming as I continued to pound my
pud, "Oh God, Dad.  I can't hold it any longer, I'm going to shoot it.
I hope you're ready 'cause I'm going to blast."
     "Me too, son. Me too," Dad said as he squeezed the base of
his cock and his pearly white cum started shooting out the end of his
penis.  I started cumming at the same time.  I continued beating on
myself as my cum blasted out of my prick, spraying all over me and
Dad both.  That's it, son.  Blast it all over both of us," Dad said as he
turned his hips toward me and finished his blasting all over my chest.
     We finally finished cumming.  We both laid there panting as
we tried to come down from our orgasms.  There was cum clinging
to everything.  Both of us were covered with it from our pubic hair to
our chins.  A small drop had even landed on the corner of my lips and
I couldn't help but to lick it off.  "Dad, that was the best feeling that
I've ever had," I said as I rolled over on top of Dad and started to kiss
him on the lips.  I could feel the cum squishing between our bodies
and I could even taste cum that Dad had on his lips.  Dad was
returning my kiss and I feel his tongue start to part my lips.  I opened
my mouth and we started kissing deeper than I ever had with any of
the girls I had dated.  I could feel both of our dicks start to harden
again as we rubbed together and kissed.
     Dad pushed me off him and on to my back saying, "That was
the most wonderful experience in my life.  I hope that you feel the
same way."  Dad started rubbing my chest, stomach, and pubic hair,
gathering up a big handful of our mixed juices.  He then grabbed my
stiff member and started jacking me off again.
     "Oh, god, that was the best ever, Dad.  I hope we can do it
lots," I panted as Dad started stroking me faster and faster.  All I
could do was lay there as Dad continued the hand job he was giving
me.
     "Baby, oh, baby, we can do this whenever you want," Dad
said as he continued stroking my pecker.  He had slip down some so
that he could get a better grip on me and so that he could start
humping my leg.
     God, we had only cum a couple of minutes ago and I could
tell that we were both going to do it again, soon.  "Daddy, daddy, I'm
going to do it again.  I can feel it cumming," I screamed.  "Daddy,
daddy please beat me."

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