Date: Sat, 22 Jun 2019 21:39:59 +0930 From: Larry Ryder Subject: Daddy Chapter 5 Hope you enjoy this story. All copyright is reserved to me Larry Ryder larry.ryder@mail.com [always happy to receive your comments with any suggestions! I'd like that too! Tell me how you like the story so far ] I am sure that you understand that such stories are legally managed in many jurisdictions. If you are too young (under 18 or 21), or forbidden by law, then go to (https://www.artsy.net/artist/jackson-pollock) and enjoy other artistic pursuits. Everyone suggests, and I do as well , that you should support Nifty financially [http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html] Daddy 5 The following day after the touching incident, I had woken early shaking my Dad awake "Can we go for a swim?" Tom stirred, aware his son, was up and ready to go. He loved his boy, but this was all a bit too much. The boy was already standing close to him, he was wearing only bathers. Tom was aware that underneath the sheets he was hard. Did he want the boy to see? It's not as if he hadn't seen his hard cock before, but not when they were alone. "I'm really tired", Tom had weakly protested, "That's OK, can I go by myself?" Tom, my lovely Dad, knew I had gazumped him, he would never be allowed to go by himself. "You are a naughty boy, you know I would never let you go alone" "I've done it before" Tom knew it was true. And did not really want to know what might have gone on when the boy went by himself or with one of his friends. I came over to my father. "I have something for you...I used to call it my penis ...but for you it's my cock, my dick, my tool" He took Tom's hand and placed it on his cocklet, "I want you to drink my cum, I want you to suck me!" Tom withdrew his hand. "It's not going to happen," Tom smiled as he told his son the news, "I am not going to fuck you, and I am not going to suck you. You are too young. And, more importantly, I am not going to fuck you up. I want you to be a sexy boy, but you need to do something with other boys." "But I want you to fuck me," I protested, " I want my Dad to fuck me, I want you to shoot your sperm up my arse. I love you and know this love. I don't just want to fuck I want love." Dad flicked my face. "Its not going to happen...I have made a decision, I am not going to fuck you up. My Dad fucked me up by killing himself; I am not going to fuck you up...well....by fucking you up" I touched my Dad's cock. He was not completely hard. I stroked him and he pushed my hand away. "We can't do this!" Tom said, "I am not going to be a child molester" I could feel my emotions were all over the place. What was my Dad now saying? He loved me but he would not `love' me. My Daddy, now pushed me away "I don't want to scar you, I want you to enjoy full-on sex. I think you can find another boy who is your age, and not be spoiled. I am your Dad...and I love you....oh yes I love you" He dropped his hand and stroked my cock...well that's what he told me to call it. I could also call it my dick "Don't worry" Dad uttered, " I will always love you. You just need to love others too. Just a boy." I was feeling pretty confused , my Dad had given me permission to name what was going on but he was telling me that he was not going to be with me. I felt sad, all I wanted was for my Dad to just to let me be with him. I was fifteen and knew who I wanted to fuck me. I knew my Dad had a hard cock, and so did I. What the fuck was going on? Dad came into my room "Look this is what I am thinking," there was a bit of a pause, "... I think we should be men together" It was the first time he had called me `a man'. But I felt it, my Dad thought I was a man. I totally knew he was a man. I was only a teenage boy.