Date: Sat, 17 May 2008 15:58:56 -0400 From: You Knowme Subject: Dads Secret Place 5 Part 5: Entrance When I first climbed upon him and started to straddle Dad, I was scared. He warned me that it would hurt at first but that it was the most beautiful, meaningful thing that two people who loved each other could share, and deep down I knew that it was what I wanted. I wanted to feel closer to Dad than ever before, and I knew that this was the way to do it. I could smell his sweaty, glistening body below me and my own, scrawny, boyish form began to form beads of sweat that dripped slowly down my torso and fell onto my father's sculpted chest. I was unsure of what I was getting myself into but when I looked in his eyes I knew that he would never hurt me and as he reassured me that he was going to make me feel great and leave a piece of him inside of my body, I began to calm down. Dad reached into his night stand and grabbed a small bottle of lubricant, something I was unfamiliar with. I remember reading, "warming jel" on the bottle as he popped the top and squirted just a couple beads into his palm, looking up at me with those warm, welcoming blue eyes. I positioned my behind just above his cock, the way he instructed, and held myself up with my arms above his chest. My penis bobbed up and down, slapping against his naval when I repositioned myself and it offered a tingling sensation to my body. I could hear the slipperiness as he applied the "jel" to his cock that stood fully erect, just above my anus. Part of me just wanted to lower myself, jam his cock into my ass in one quick, lustful moment, and yet another part of me begged to be calmed and take it slowly. Dad stroked my behind with his other hand, bringing his index finger closer and closer to the hole that was now probably gaping with anticipation. When his finger reached my anus, he prodded at it, giving me just a slightly uncomfortable sensation. I measured that it was mostly nerves that caused this discomfort, as I really wanted to get the show on the road. Dad then lifted his finger to his mouth and sucked on it. "Mmm. Your ass tastes great too!" He paused and let his hand move to my backside again. "Is there any part of you that isn't delicious?" He smiled and that made me smile. Then, I felt his finger prodding my behind again, except this time, it felt great. I can't explain the kind of electricity it caused in my entire body when I felt his finger slowly encircle my hole with his saliva coating my entrance; I felt much more enthralled in this game again. Before I knew it, I could feel his finger work itself inside of me and he watched my expressions closely as to gage my comfort and reaction. There was a warm intruding feeling that was sent from the nerves in my hole to my brain, and knowing that it was my father's finger working itself into the most sacred and personal part of me put me at ease. His finger went in without a great fuss and slid back out with only a few contractions of my sphincter. Dad took another taste as his tongue licked and sucked on the finger that had been in my ass and he made another comment about how good it taste. "I really have to get a good taste, babe," he said, "go ahead and lay down." With that, Dad laid me down on my back, to the side, and crouched down to my crotch. He took another quick gulp of my throbbing penis which felt like it was almost ready to explode, and then he lifted my legs with his strong, stout hands. He told me to scoot down and I did, and before I knew it, all I saw was my father's face buried beneath the silhouette of my balls and his tongue flailing against the silky pink skin of my hole. I had to grasp the fabric of the pillows to keep myself from bursting. I was moaning so loud that I wondered if the animals on the farm would go haywire from the sound, but I hardly cared because what was happening in my muscles, nerves, and blood was beyond anything I ever expected or imagined. My father was giving me a sensation beyond any I had before; it felt like a thousand kisses and a million blow jobs all wrapped into one. And the fact that Dad was licking and intermittently sucking on my asshole was turning me on to no end. After he finished and he lifted himself so I could see, he laughed. "God, that expression. Priceless!" I knew the way I looked must have been shocking because the way I felt was shocking. "Please, Daddy...again?" I whimpered like a puppy, begging my dad to eat me out more, but he refused. "No, son. That's enough for now. Now you're ready to have me inside you and to leave you my special gift." He leaned up to me and kissed me gently. I could taste my ass on his lips. "You want that, don't you baby boy?" "Yes!" I wanted so badly to feel all that plus more but my immediate need, as my cock jumped up and down on it's own, was to have him all to myself. "Are you ready for Daddy to enter and put his seed into his little boy?" I shook my head. No words would suffice and I was still somewhat nervous, but as I looked at my father's sweaty body and the way his hair made little triangles against his forehead, perfectly framing those gorgeous blue eyes, I wanted him to shove his manhood in and make me a man. Dad kissed me again, quickly, and then propped my legs up again. "I'm going to fuck you this way so that we can stare into each others eyes when we come." I shook my head again and looked at Dad as he grabbed the bottle of jel again and began to massage it onto his cock and then put a couple drops onto my hole. It was warm and as he fingered me again, I could feel more pressure. He had graduated to two fingers now and as he pulled them in and out I could feel my sphincter reacting accordingly. It felt amazing. When Dad's cock was glistening in the light and he had inserted his two largest fingers a few times, he slid his knees downward and point his cock to my hole. I could only see it moving toward the split of my ass, but I could most certainly feel it when he entered. At first I could just feel the pressure against my outside skin, and wondered if that was the only sensation you felt, then, just as I thought that, I could feel something like a pop and I bit the pillow, pulling it toward my face. The pain was excruciating for a moment, but my Dad's voice was calm and serene. "It's okay, babe. It will be better soon. I only have the head in now." Then, as though my father didn't know how much pain I was in, he pushed in deeper, and I could see his cock disappearing into my hole and my whole body flinched severly. "Daddy! Ow!" "It's okay, Greggie, boy!" His voice was unusually calm at this point. He got far enough in that he could tilt his body over mine and his face met with mine. I looked into his eyes for comfort, and as I did, the pain subsided. He had stopped thrusting and just let his cock sit inside me for a few minutes. He stroked my face with his hand and when I let the poor bitten pillow lead my clenched jaws, he kissed me. The pain was now gone completely and I actually was afraid that I had lost all senses in there because I couldn't even tell he was in. "I'm all the way in, can you believe it?" He asked, his smile was painted across his face like a clown. I smiled back. "Really? No, I can't." "God you feel good. Just lying here inside my boy. You know something?" He said, still making that comforting eye contact, "I'm going to come inside you today and I have only done that with one other person...your mom." That made me feel special, and as he stroked my face and calmed me with those deep eyes, he started to thrust in and out, sending little shoots of pain and pleasure through my body. I wasn't sure which was more prevalent, but I knew that my Daddy was in there, so my mind convinced my body that it was mostly pleasurable. As Dad worked his cock inside and out and my body adjusted to his member, he wet my cock with his spit and let his body fall onto me. Normally, the weight of my father on my preteen body would be overwhelming, but as I started feeling great spurts of electricity when Dad would purposely send his cock banging against my prostate, I adjusted to it and it felt great. The heat from his body only added to the pleasure I was deriving. Dad started speeding up and his tone became more dramatic. His teeth were clench together as my own cock was pleasured against the slippery surface of my dad's torso as he slid up and down my body. He looked at me fiercely, but it wasn't angry, it was passionate. I knew that he loved me that fiercely, that passionately, as his cock slipped in and out of my hole. "God, my baby boy's hole is so tight." He was panting. "It feels so good, Greggie. You feel so good!" "Daddy...you too." At first I didn't know what to say, then I felt the building up coming in my cock and my ass, and I let myself go. "Fuck me harder, Daddy." When I said that the pace sped up. Before I knew it, Dad was pumping so hard that our pelvic bones seemed to be clattering against each other several times per second. Slap, slap, slap! The sound of his balls against mine made my eyes roll back in my head and my entire body became soaked with sweat. I grasped his hair and he sent me a devilish smile. "You...know...how to...take...it...don't you?" He said, in between pants and bangs. "Oh, yeah, Daddy. Give me all of it. Come inside," I stopped as a huge flood of pleasure came over me, "me...please...OH DADDY!" My entire body pulsated and Dad looked at me knowingly. "My special baby boy!" He smiled the kind of smile that could have brought tears to his eyes. As for me, I was shaking with a tremendous amount of pleasure. I felt the very tip of my cock pinch, as though I was shooting my own sperm, and my legs convulsed without any thought or instruction from me. I knew, as I closed my eyes in pleasure, that I had come. "Um..." was all I could manage as his cock seemed to hit the very deepest recess of my ass. "Okay, baby!" He said, as he pushed his weight more on my cock and slid up and down more, causing more friction. "I'm gonna give you my gift. You ready?" "Yeah, Daddy! Please!" With that, my whole body began to pulse and so did Dad's. Dad's face tensed up and he let out a whopping "Aaaarggh!" as he slowly the pace and popped in and out. I could feel Daddy's body shake and a warm flood of come enter the deep part of my insides and I imagined them shooting into my stomach. I felt full as he did that and he started to slow his pace and his breathing heaved against my body. I felt more tingles as he continued to slid up and down my torso, some actually sent my body into jerks. I wasn't sure if it was good or bad and I didn't care because my father had emptied himself into me and ly against my body, red with exhaustion and slippery with sweat, the veins in his body protruding against his skin, and his dick still buried deep inside of me, oozing his sweet fatherly treasure.