Date: Fri, 08 Jun 2007 10:45:38 -0500
From: Francis Klein <jmyska@comcast.net>
Subject: Dad's Massage - Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

	I woke up early the next morning still wrapped in Dad's big hairy
arms. He was spooning me from behind and the feel of his hairy muscular
chest pressed up against my bare back was my idea of heaven. It took me a
minute to realize that I was completely naked snuggled against Dad beneath
the sheets. Last night I had fallen fast asleep right after sucking my
Dad's big uncut dick for the very first time. I knew I had still been fully
dressed then, so I guessed that Dad had undressed me while I slept. Now we
were both completely naked and wrapped up together under the single
lightweight white sheet.

	The thought of Dad stripping me while I slept was a huge turn-on
and I felt my dick harden as I pictured him doing it. I had not been naked
in front of him since I was a little kid. I wondered what he'd thought as
he exposed my youthful adolescent physique. I always took more after my mom
than my Dad as far as my looks. But after seeing Dad's long fat cock, then
having it buried down my throat I thought that maybe I'd taken after him in
the dick department.

	Don't get me wrong; I was nowhere near his size or thickness, at
least not yet. But from the glances I stole of the guys in the locker room
of my high school, I knew I was bigger than most guys my age. Hell, I was
pretty much bigger than a lot of the seniors some of whom were four years
older than me. And, unlike most of the guys I went to school with, I was
also uncut, just like my Dad.

	Right now, with it rapidly hardening, my cock stretched out a good
six and a half inches and was pretty thick too. I had been playing with it
every night in my bed since I was eight or nine. I'd figured out that
jacking it really felt good and had my first wet orgasm at ten. Not knowing
any better at the time I had scooped up my first cum and swallowed it to
avoid it getting all over my sheets. I was surprised at how much I liked
the way it tasted and ate every one of my loads after that.

	Dad and I had never really talked about sex. I guess he figured I
pick up what I needed to know from the guys at my school the way most boys
in the rural south did, the way he did I'm sure. It was kind of ironic
laying there in his arms with a hard-on that we still hadn't really talked
about sex. We'd just had it. Twice. It was very clear to me that doing it
was way better than talking about it ever could be.

	Since I'd fallen asleep last night without my nightly orgasm I was
feeling horny as hell that morning. I was dying to cum, especially since I
could feel Dad's big soft cock nestled in the crack of my ass. It felt good
there, right somehow. I wiggled my butt up against him pressing back a bit
to get a better feel. And although he was still fast asleep and snoring
loudly, I felt Dad press forward and grind his dick a little deeper into my
crack. It felt so good that I sighed and flexed my butt cheeks to caress
the shaft that was resting along the entire length of my ass.

	Suddenly I wanted to see his fat penis, to hold it in my hand and
taste it again. I was experiencing the pangs of my first real cock hunger,
but of course I didn't know anything about that then. I just knew that my
own dick was throbbing and I needed to be close to Dad's big piece. So,
careful not to wake him, I slowly turned onto my back. When I moved, Dad
did too, mirroring my actions until we were both on our backs lying side by
side. I lifted the sheet and ducked under it crawling down toward Dad's
legs until I had completely reversed my position. My head was even with
Dad's hips and my legs were up on the pillow next to his shoulders.

	From here I had a perfect view of what I was craving. I turned on
my side and rose up on my elbow till I was gazing down at the object of my
rapidly developing addiction. I knew then that I would never tire of
looking at this incredible sight. And that's just what I did for a couple
of minutes. I looked and admired and thanked my lucky stars that this
amazing man was my Dad.

	For the first time since I'd seen it in all its glory Dad's dick
wasn't hanging straight down between his legs. Instead it was draped up and
across his upper thigh pointing right at my face. I moved my face closer
and took a good whiff. He smelled so good, kinda musky with a little left
over funk from last night's sex. He'd been hard as steel by the time I got
him into my mouth last night and I wondered what it would be like to suck
on it all floppy and soft like it was now. I imagined how it would feel
getting harder and harder in my mouth.

	As soon as I thought it, I had to know. So I leaned over and sucked
him into my mouth without touching his dick with my hand. I certainly fit
into my mouth much easier this way. Still full, but with enough room to
move my tongue around and lather things up with my spit. I kept my mouth
moving down the shaft in a fluid smooth motion swallowing immediately when
I felt Dad's foreskin touch the back of my mouth. The swallowing motion
sent the head sliding easily into my throat. I kept moving down until my
lips were stretched around the base of Dad's cock and my nose was buried in
his balls. I made a couple of swallowing motions just to feel my throat
muscles massage Dads soft flexible hose.

	Swallowing Dad's unaroused dick was a delightfully different
experience so I backed all the way off and immediately back down in a
smooth arc. I was learning to time the swallowing motions and by my third
time down I was able to pick up the speed. By the fifth or sixth circuit I
felt Dad's dick beginning to swell. About then he groaned and reached out
laying his big hand right on the middle of my butt. He reached under the
sheet with his other hand and laid it on the back of my head guiding me
down on my next pass.

	I continued to slurp and bob on Dad's dick deep throating him on
every round. It was beginning to be more difficult as he got harder and
harder, but when he started to squeeze and rub his hands all over my tender
ass it fired me up and I renewed my attack with a vengeance.  I continued
to suck as Dad stepped up his assault on my ass. He'd started to slide his
big middle finger up and down my crack, teasing and rubbing my wildly
sensitive hole. Nobody had ever played with my butt this way before and the
sensations were driving me crazy.

	I reached up and grabbed hold of Dad's shaft so that I could jack
him as I continued to swallow him whole. I also got up on my knees and
arched my back giving Dad better access to my sensitive asshole. He removed
his rubbing finger for a moment and when he returned it, it was sloppy wet
with his spit. He started rubbing his spit all around my hole and
insistently fingering my tight pucker. His movements were sending me into
orbit and I kept wriggling and moaning up and down his rock hard dick.

	I kept squirming and pushing back on his finger as I sucked him
down faster and faster. I didn't really know what I wanted him to do; I
just knew that his finger on my ass button was the center of my world. I
figured it out when he finally pushed his finger past my ass ring and
entered me up to his first knuckle.

	"Oh, Daddy," I moaned. "Oh, Daddy that feels so good."

	He didn't say a word; he just pushed my head back down on his dick
as he slowly started to finger my hole. I found myself pushing back on his
finger wanting to feel him go deeper and he was happy to oblige me. In
another minute he plunged his whole middle finger all the way into my
hole. He had timed his move so that it happened the minute I had swallowed
his dick to the root. Once in he rubbed it around until he located the
magic button hidden there. The minute he started massaging my prostate I
tried to shout but my mouth was too full to have much sound escape.

	He then pulled his finger back till it was almost all the way out
making me frantic to have it back where it had been rubbing that incredible
spot in my ass. I was just starting to shove my ass back when he plunged it
forward again in one thrust of his hand. I saw stars at that moment and was
carried away with the most blissful sensation I could imagine. Way better
than jacking off. Way better than anything I'd ever felt in my life. And I
wasn't even touching my own dick.

	We got into a rhythm, he and I. He'd ram his finger up into me as I
plunged down on his cock and would pull it back when I'd come up for air. I
was starting to bob up and down faster and faster getting frantic with the
pressure building up in my ass. I was thrusting back hard on his finger,
fucking myself with his hand. A few more strokes from both of us and I felt
his dick get harder in my mouth and I knew he was about to shoot. I pulled
my mouth back to the head and shoved my ass hard onto his finger and ground
it in circles when it hit my hot spot. As the first blast of his cum shot
into my mouth it sent me over the edge. Still grinding hard against his
finger, I felt as my ass muscles clamped tight around it and followed by
the huge spasms of the hardest orgasm of my young life. Cum literally
exploded out of my cock and shot clear across the bed. Dad felt it
splashing hotly down his leg and he began to rub my prostate again to help
me force all of it out.

	"That's it Bud," he purred, "shoot for your daddy, shoot it all
out. Yeah, suck my dick dry. That's a good boy."

	As soon as he stopped shooting I collapsed into his lap moaning and
panting and sweating like a pig. I couldn't think or speak coherently so I
just lay there moaning, "Oh Daddy, oh Daddy. Mmmm, Oh.

	Dad slowly and carefully slipped his finger from my ass and slowly
circled my swollen pucker with his thumb. He kept up these motions until my
breathing was beginning to return to normal. Then he reached down and
pulled me back up into his arms. "So I guess you kinda liked that, huh?" he
asked.

	"Liked it?" I asked still a little out of breath. "No, Dad, I loved
it. I never felt anything like that before. I didn't know anything could
feel that good."

	"Yeah, well you were making me feel pretty damn good too son. I'm
glad I could return the favor," he replied.

	"How did you know it would make me feel that way Dad?" I asked.

	"Every man has that spot in him son. It's where a man makes his
juice. Most men don't know that its there, but if they ever find it they
never forget," he responded.

	I'm young, but not too young to realize that he hadn't really
answered my question, but I wasn't going to push it by asking him how he
knew it was there. Instead I just said, "I'll never forget it, that's for
sure."

	Dad just chuckled a little and said, "My little man has really
developed a taste for sex, I see. I'm not really surprised. I was like that
at your age."

	That sent my mind reeling and I thought of a thousand questions I
was dying to ask him. But like I said earlier, we had never talked about
sex before. And I hoped that now that the ice was broken between us I'd
have plenty of time to ask all my questions one at a time. I simply said,
"Yeah, Dad. I like sex a lot. As long as I'm having it with you."

	That put a big grin on his face. He looked right at me and said,
"Well, there's plenty more of that if you want it. Any time. Just let me
know."

	"Really? You mean it, Dad?" I almost shouted.

	"Really," he said.

	"Well, what time will you be done tonight?" I asked.

	He chuckled again and said, "The usual time, Tiger, the usual
time."

	"Great, " I said. "I'll be ready by then for sure."

	"Then I better get up and get going," Dad replied. "I don't want to
keep my little man waiting." He got up, showered and dressed and left the
house looking happier than I'd seen him in a long time.

	All that day as I did my chores I kept thinking about the feeling
of having my Dad's finger massaging inside my butt. It had felt so good. It
made my ass tingle inside just thinking about it, so much so that I stayed
mostly hard the whole day. Naturally, I couldn't help wondering what it
might feel like to have my Dad's dick up there rubbing that spot instead of
his finger. I knew about fucking of course. I grew up on a farm after
all. I'd been watching animals fuck since I was a kid and I knew how things
worked. But Dad's dick was so damn big and the hole in my butt seemed much
too small for it to fit in there. But, oh God, if it could be done I knew
it would be awesome. The thought of Dad fucking me with his mighty piece of
meat was too much. I jacked off twice that day just trying to imagine it.

	By the time Dad came in from the fields that evening I was more
than ready to pounce on him the minute he came into the door. I guess he
could see it on my face as soon as he came into the house. "Boy, you look
like you're about ready to explode," he observed. I know I turned about ten
shades of red and quickly looked down at the floor. Dad came over and put
his arms around me and pulled me into his chest.

	"I didn't mean nothing bad by that son," he said almost
tenderly. "I remember being fourteen myself, horny as hell morning, noon
and night. Thought my dick might fall off I beat it so much."

	I looked up at his face, which had a kind of faraway look like he
was off in his memories. "Really, Dad?" I asked.

	"Hell, yes," he replied. "Sex is life, son. It's normal for a boy
your age to be thinking about sex all the time. Your body is changing and
I'm guessing that all of this is pretty new to you. So of course it's hard
for you to think about anything else. Don't worry about it."

	Dad had never been particularly tender with me before and I
couldn't believe how great what he was saying made me feel. I was feeling
closer to him than ever. I didn't know how to put that into words so I just
hugged him tightly and he hugged me back.

	Then he broke our embrace, took a step back and said, "I'm going to
hop in the shower, and then we're going to eat our supper. After than we'll
see what we can do to keep you from exploding.

	I'd already fixed our supper and quickly got it on the table while
the shower was running. Everything was ready when he walked back through
the door completely naked, not even a towel. His huge, heavy cock was
swinging back and forth as he walked and it was about the sexiest, most
naturally masculine sight I had ever seen.

	"From the look on your face I'm guessing that maybe I don't need to
be wearing my drawers around the house anymore," he said with a grin.

	"Wow," was all I could manage.

	"I guess that's settled, then, " he said. "Now sit down and eat,
son. I'm not going anywhere." With that, he flopped down on his chair and
spread his legs wide displaying his goods for me to stare at while I
ate. And stare I did. We talked, but I barely looked up the whole meal. For
the first time in memory he helped me with the dishes and in no time at all
we were both on the couch.

	He laid himself out on one arm of the sofa and turned on the
TV. Then he opened his legs and I crawled up between them and rested my
head on one of his thighs. Dad's magnificent piece was nestled against my
cheek and I snuggled up against it with a sigh. He turned his head toward
the set giving me his silent permission to explore him as much as I wanted.

	I started out just smelling him. I ran my nose up and down the
whole length of him and stuck it every fold and crevice I could find. While
I was doing that I reached up and took his long overhang of skin between my
fingers and began to gently stretch and pull it. I was like a kid with a
new toy. I loved his foreskin. It was so erotic and manly. I kept playing
with it for a while then transferred it to my lips so I could slurp it into
my mouth.

	I continued to explore and caress and lick every part of Dad's
manhood for the better part of the next hour. He didn't get hard, just a
little plump and I wasn't in a big rush to take things further. I liked the
feeling of just immersing myself in every part of him, touching, holding,
examining and tasting him. It was relaxing and sensual and I lost my sense
of time.

	After a while the show that Dad was watching ended and he turned
off the set and said to me, "Why don't we continue this in the bedroom,
Bud.?"

	"Yeah, Pop," I said, "That would be great."

	When we got to his room, Dad sat on the end of his bed with me
standing in front of him. He slowly removed my clothes while I stood
there. By the time he pulled down my boxers I was sporting a raging
erection. He didn't touch my dick, he just looked at it for a minute, then
looked up at me and said, "I think my little man is ready for some action."

	I just nodded my head. Dad scooted all the way up on the bed
pulling me up with him. He positioned me on top of him with my hard dick
directly on top of his still soft one. Then he reached around me and cupped
my ripe ass with both of his hands. Feeling his hands on my ass again
caused me to gasp and I ground my cock into his. I continued to hump him as
he rubbed and caressed my cheeks. I moaned and slid my knees down on either
side of his hips, which spread my butt out causing cool air to blow up my
crack. I laid my head on Dad's chest where I could lick the black hairs
growing around his dark brown, quarter-sized nipple. I teased at the nipple
with my tongue until it stood at attention then I started to suck on
it. This caused Dad to moan for the first time tonight and I felt him
thrust up into my still grinding dick. He was starting to get hard now. The
feeling of our erections rubbing against one another was incredible. Just
as I was focusing on the sensation of it and starting to leak a little
precum I felt Dad run his fingers along the inside of my crack heading for
my asshole. I sucked his tit harder and wiggled my butt trying to bring my
tender entry in range of his exploring fingers. When I felt his finger
finally reach my pucker I groaned once again and bit down on his rigid
nipple. Now it was Dad's turn to groan and I felt as his dick responded by
reaching full mast.

	We were both getting hot and I knew that things were about to get
intense. Dad lifted my head off his hairy pec and guided me to his other
nipple then returned his hands to my ass where he started to work on my
hole more directly. He was running his finger all round my tight little
ring the working just the tip of it into the center. I began to whimper and
moan and lift my ass up a bit hoping he'd hurry up and slip his finger all
the way in.

	Instead, Dad removed his finger altogether and before I could
protest he lifted me up, spun me around and put me back down with my knees
straddling his chest and my ass directly in his face. His huge hard cock
was right in front of me begging for attention so I lowered my head and
began to lick around the head. As I was doing that, Dad spread both my
cheeks with his hands and started to blow warm breath directly on my now
twitching hole. I arched my back and thrust toward him with my ass dying
for him to penetrate me with his big finger. Instead, the next thing I felt
was something warm wide and wet suddenly bathing my hole.

	It took me a minute to realize that my Dad was licking and teasing
my hole with his tongue. I cried out as his efforts set my ass on
fire. Then I swallowed two thirds of his cock to keep myself from screaming
at the top of my lungs. The extreme erotic nature of the idea of what he
was doing to me coupled with sheer sensation of the act was literally
beginning to blow my mind. And just when I thought I'd pass out from
pleasure, I felt Dad point his tongue and with a push insert it into my
ass.

	"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," I moaned. Then I felt Dad swirl
his stiff tongue in a circle, stretching my tight sphincter and coating it
with his freely flowing spit. Without removing his tongue, I then felt him
clamp his lips all around my loosening pucker and suck on the little ring
of muscle as he pushed his tongue in even deeper. I felt his wet invader
deep in my inner tunnel now. It was indescribable. Then he relaxed his lips
and began to draw his tongue back. Just when I thought he'd remove it all
together, he plunged it back in as far as it would go.

	As Dad began to slowly fuck my ass with his tongue I went to work
on his dick again. I pulled his foreskin all the way back and gobbled the
bare head licking and slurping the sensitive spot directly below his
slit. That made him groan, which in turn made his tongue vibrate with sound
as it buried itself once again in my ass, adding yet another sensation.

	My ass was dripping with Dads spit now and I noticed that his
tongue was slipping in and out much easier than when he had started. As I
sucked on his dick I started to think that maybe as wet as I was it might
be possible to fit his big dick in my hole to get to that magic spot that
his tongue wasn't quiet long enough to reach. I lifted my mouth off his
cock and started to croon, "Oh Daddy, please fuck me, I want to feel your
big dick in my ass."

	Hearing me beg, Dad pulled his big tongue out my ass and quietly
said, "You sure about that son? It might hurt a bit at first."

	"I'm sure Daddy, " I pleaded. "Please, fuck me, please."

	Dad had me stand up and turn to face him. "I want you to squat down
and sit on my dick, baby. That way you can stop if it hurts you too much."
Then he spit generously in his hand and slathered it all over his towering
pole and held it straight up in the air.

	I immediately lowered my ass until I felt the fat head of his cock
pressing against my open hole. I was still dripping from his deep tonguing
and I felt as his cockhead began to try and enter through the ring of my
hole. "Press out like you're going to take a shit," Dad instructed, and as
soon as I did I felt his mammoth head slip past my barrier. As soon as it
entered my tender virgin ass I thought I was being split in two. The pain
was incredible, but all I could think about was how good it would feel if I
could get it deep enough to rub that spot where Dad's finger had been this
morning.

	So, in spite of the pain I kept pressing down with my ass. I slid
down his shaft another inch feeling it stretch me to the point of tearing
me apart. I was panting and sweating and there were tears running down my
cheeks but I was determined to take all I could. I took a deep breath and
relaxed my hips and legs and let gravity take me down another five inches
where I felt the head finally rub up against the spot I'd been trying to
reach. I was jolted by a sensation of pleasure so intense that I almost
passed out.. When it began to subside, I lifted my self up a bit then
pressed back down allowing Dad's dickhead to rub across it again. With this
blast of pleasure, the pain began to subside and I began to ride up and
down on Dads pole sending myself into waves of ecstasy.

	Dad wasn't saying anything, just grunting a bit as I rode his
cock. When I finally sat all the way down impaling myself on the rest of
his shaft he sat up at the waist. He lifted me up and laid me back on the
bed without removing my ass from his cock. He grabbed my ankles and laid
them over his shoulders then leaned forward and began stroking his cock
slowly in and out of my ass. He kept his strokes short and shallow at first
until I started to moan and roll my eyes back in intense pleasure. When I
started to lift my ass and push up to meet him he knew I was ready and
started to fuck me in earnest.

	Soon, Dad started to moan with his pleasure too. "Oh baby," he
cried.

	"Fuck me, Dad. Please, fuck me harder," I begged. And he did.

	Soon he was pulling his dick all the way back till he almost popped
out of my hole then slamming it back in a long deep thrust. He started
picking up speed and I could hear the steady slap of his big nuts on my ass
with each thrust. He was grunting and sweating and murmuring things about
my sweet ass as he fucked. The pressure was starting to build in my ass and
I knew that I'd soon explode or pass out.

I felt Dad's dick get harder and knew that he'd soon be filling me with his
cum. His pounding got harder and more out of control when I felt his hand
on my dick. He began to jack me in rapid firm strokes as he slammed in and
out of my ass. It only took a few strokes before I yelled out and began to
blast cum everywhere.

	"Oh, God, Daddy, I'm cumming, I'm cumming," I cried
unnecessarily. I felt my ass clamp down like a vise on Dad's dick as he
continued to thrust in and out. Then he jammed his dick in me as far as it
would go and I felt him fill me with jet after jet of his jizz. We both
continued squirting out cum for what seemed like forever before Dad finally
collapsed on top of me still buried to the hilt in my ass. My ass muscles
kept twitching and contracting around his pole long after my orgasm had
ended. It was the most satisfied and complete I'd ever felt in my life.

"Oh, baby," Dad crooned in my ear. "That was so fine. You are so fine. I
haven't felt so good in a very long time. Thank you."

"I've never felt that way, Dad," I replied. "But I know for sure that I'll
have to feel it again."

"Like I told you, Bud," he said in a whisper, "anytime you want it, just
let me know."