Date: Fri, 30 Jul 2010 21:18:12 -0400
From: dlion@live.ca
Subject: Dads, Sons, Cops and Cocks - Part IV

The following is a work of gay erotic fiction involving graphically
described sex among teenage males, sex with older males, and incest. If
these topics offend you, or if it is illegal for you to read or possess
such materials where you are, read no further. This story is pure
fantasy. The author does not condone either sex with minors, sex with
immediate family, or unprotected sex. Do not reproduce this without
permission.

Dads, Sons, Cops and Cocks
By Dan deLion
Chapter Four: Cum On Me Boy

"Lick it! Lick it, boy! Lick that big daddy dick!" he said, "Lick it like a
fucking popsicle. I wanna feel that jock boy mouth of yours on my meat. Do
it!"

I didn't wait any longer, I closed my eyes and began to clumsily lick his
huge throbbing cock from the base to the head and back. I went all over his
furry balls, his mushroom head, and the veiny shaft over and over. I was
new to it and it was sloppy. My spit was dripping of that amazing cock down
onto his nuts. He didn't seem to mid, he just moaned and swore at me. I
looked up to his handsome face and saw him staring at me with a crooked
smile, fascinated.

"Fuck yeah -- just like a dog with a bone. Fucking horny jock boy on his
knees licking my rod! Get all over that big dick."

He massaged my shoulders and neck as I licked him, and then suddenly
grabbed my head in a vice-like grip, pushing me away from him a bit and
forcing me to look up at him.

"Okay boy, time for the real thing now. You like the taste of my cock?" he
snarled.

"Yes sir. I love that cock, sir" I stammered.

"Then it's time you learned how to suck it. I'm going to teach you how to
suck a man's cock. Is that what you want, boy?"

"Fuck, yes! Teach me, sir" I begged, almost delirious in his power.

"Open up, and don't take your eyes off mine" he sneered and wrapped one
hand around the back of my neck, grabbing his hot cock in the other.

I obediently stared him in the eyes and dropped my jaw, licking my lips for
extra effect. He shook his head and chuckled at that, then slapped the side
of my face a few times with that hard, wet prick. It felt so hot I thought
my skin was going to burn. He traced my face with his cock head, slapping
either cheek and my forehead as well. Finally, he held it just over my
tongue. I could feel the heat but it wasn't touching me yet.

"You ready to become a cocksucking jock?" he asked.

I nodded slightly, and felt that mushroom head touch the roof of my mouth
and my top teeth knock on the shaft.

"No teeth now" he warned and then slowly put his cock in further until I
could feel it at the top of my throat, "Now suck me. Slow -- very slow."

I did as I was told and closed my mouth around that huge piece of meat. I
almost fainted knowing I was sucking my first cock and it was a monster. He
looked down at me in satisfaction, talking me through it and teaching
me. He kept one hand at the base to guide his tool and the other at the
back of my neck as he gently pumped n and out -- going just a little
deeper every time. I lost myself in his hypnotic gaze that kept going from
my mouth to my eyes as well as his soothing, low voice and the dirty,
raunchy words he was saying to me. I closed my eyes and moaned.

"No, no boy. I want to look into those eyes and watch you enjoy this" he
said, gently tapping my shoulder. I opened my eyes and locked them on him
again, sucking his amazing dick rhythmically. He pulled out a bit until the
flared head was just behind my lips.

"Now use your lips and tongue and swirl around my dick head" he said. I did
so and he groaned louder, throwing his head back, "Yeah, taste that precum,
lick it off the slit."

I probed the piss slit with the tip of my tongue and was rewarded with a
few drops of his pre-seed. It was a bit salty and bitter, and very slimy
but I lapped it up for him. I kept that up for a few minutes until suddenly
he stepped back with a gasp, taking his cock from my mouth. He grabbed the
base of his cock with both hands.

"I don't wanna cum just yet," he panted.

"It's okay, I want you to cum, I want to make you cum" I said.

"You're a fucking little pervert, jock boy. You know that?" he said with a
smile, "But I'm not ready yet. We need to work on you too. Come here!" he
said and pulled me to my feet. I realized I had just been kneeling there
with my hands at my side -- I wasn't even jerking my cock as I sucked
him, but I was so turned on I was still fully hard and sticking straight
out. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me towards him, sending our
cocks crashing together and sliding up between our bellies.

"Kiss me, boy" he said and leaned into me. I closed my eyes and let him
kiss me, wrapping m arms around his neck and sinking into his body as his
soft lips, sharp stubble and probing tongue did their work. It was amazing
- fucking amazing. He released me and smiled that devilish smile, then
slowly knelt before me. Without taking his eyes from mine, he widened his
mouth into an "o" and leaned forward, engulfing my cock.

I was literally knocked over by the sensation and stumbled backward
crashing awkwardly into the bench and sliding into a sitting position. He
just laughed and moved forward on his knees, spreading my legs with his
hands and clamming onto my waits in one steady motion. He dove down and
started to suck me again. All I could do was lean against the rough wood
paneling and watch this magnificent hairy beast before me suck and lick me
like a wolf.

I don't know how long he was down there but he must have sensed I was
getting close and started o lick the sweat from my abs and pecs, working
his way up to my mouth where he kissed me deeply again. As we made out, he
hoisted my knees back to my chest and semi climbed up onto the bench,
crushing me between his muscular frame and the wall. I could feel his
bulbous cock head jab and poke me hard against my thighs and ass. All of
the sudden it found it's mark and pressed up against my hole. I
instinctively arched my back a bit and his cock head began to slip inside
me, lubed by sweat and my own spit. He pulled out ad kept it just in
contact with my hole despite my squirming.

"No way, jock boy," he said, "You're too young for that kind of
play. Besides, I want to save something for to come back for when you are
older."

"Please fuck me, sir!" I moaned.

"No fucking, not yet" he replied. "Your virgin ass would be too tight
anyway. I'll teach you how to fix that later if you want but for now lets
just shoot our fucking man loads, what do you say boy?"

"Okay" I panted breathlessly and he started to kiss me again.

"Where do you want my milk, boy? Where do you want me to shoot?" he asked,
jerking his own cock harder.

"Anywhere" I said. I just wanted to see him climax and witness a real man
actually shoot a load right in front of me.

"Alright them where do you want to put your load?" he said, looking down at
my own cock being stroked. I hadn't really thought of this either, but all
of the sudden I envisioned cum streaming down his handsome face, dripping
from the stubble on his chin and matting his jet black hair. It seemed so
dirty and so rude; I couldn't say that to him. He sensed me hesitate.

"Tell me boy. Where do you want to shoot it? No holding back -- we
promised." I glanced down at his hairy chest and again imagined the cum
dripping from his handsome face and falling onto his pecs. I looked back
into his eyes and he smiled again. Before I could get the nerve to tell
him, he spoke.

"You want it on my chest? You wanna cum on that furry muscle nest? You got
it, jock! Now hold still, I want you to remember this..." and with that he
stood on the bench, with his legs on either side of mine and brought his
cock right up to my lips, furiously beating it as he did. He grabbed my
head with his free hand and twisted my head down, mashing my face into his
heavy, wet, hairy balls.

"Suck!" he commanded, "Suck my fucking balls, boy! Suck those fucking daddy
balls! Lick the sweat off them and make me cum, boy!" I did as I as told,
narrowly dodging his fist as he pumped his cock faster and faster.

His moans grew louder until I thought someone would hear. The idea of
someone bursting in at that moment and seeing this monster stud molesting
me popped into my head. For some reason I pictured my own dad in his full
cop unifrom kicking the door in and coming face to face with us just as we
both shot. That was an even bigger turn on and I started to stroke myself
quite quickly. I felt my hand kicked away from my cock, jolting me back to
reality.

"Save that for me, now open your mouth" he said and pulled my head back by
my hair forcing my jaw open. He plopped his cock head into my mouth and
kept on stroking so fast his hand was a blur. Every so often the steely
fist would come into contact with my mouth and I thought he was going to
split my lip. Then all at once he let out a yell and my mouth was flooded
with his warm, sticky seed. I wasn't ready for it and some of it spilled
from the corners of my mouth as I choked. He thrust his cock deeper into my
mouth and told me to close my lips around his dick.

"Drink it down, don't waste any now." he said, as I struggled. I relaxed
and tried to swallow it all while still licking and sucking his cock. He
cradled my head more and more gently, finally pulling that awe inspiring
dick from my mouth. I looked up at him and licked my lips, catching the cum
that had dribbled out. He smiled and rumpled my hair.

"Good boy." He said and jumped down from the bench. "Your turn now" he
said, indicating that I should stand up. I did so and turned to him.

"Now put your hands on my shoulders, massage them real good and look into
my eyes."

I followed his instructions, needing those broad muscular shoulders of his
and staring into those eyes. The intimacy was breathtaking as I am sure was
his plan.

"Okay now, let's do this" he said, and he spit onto his hand, which he then
clasped tightly onto my cock and started a slow deliberate stroke. With
every pump, he got a bit faster and I got a bit louder, never taking y eyes
from his. He spit onto his other hand and reached up under my balls towards
my ass. To my shock, he easily slid first one then two fingers into my hole
and began to finger fuck me in rhythm with his jerking.

I started bucking my hips involuntarily and became weak in the knees,
almost whimpering as his jerks became faster and his other hand worked my
hole deeper and rougher.

"You like that, don't you boy?" he growled.

"Yes sir!"

"You like having your cock played with and your boy hole felt up" "Yes
sir!"

"Tell me boy!"

"I love it sir!"

"Tell me you dirty fucking jock boy -- tell me you like Daddy's hand on
your cock and his cum in your mouth and his fingers up your ass!"

"I love it all, sir"

"Tell Daddy!"

"I love it Daddy!"

"Tell Daddy how much you like him finger fucking his boys hole!"

"I love you finger fucking me, Daddy!"

"You'd like that big thick daddy dick up there more, wouldn't you, you
little whore?"

"Yes sir, Daddy! I'd love that big cock inside me"

"Tell me, boy!"

"Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me with our fingers! Fuck my jock ass and make me
your bitch! Fuck me with that big fat daddy dick of yours! FUCK ME HARD!"

With that, I started to shoot. The first spurt landed on his neck. He
quickly leaned in and made sure the rest went into the hair on the valley
between his pecs. He expertly slowed his strokes and slid his hand from my
ass as he talked me down.

"That's it, that's my boy. Shoot it all. I'm gonna milk that right out of
you. That's good. Just relax now" he said, wiping my cock in his fur. That
sensation proved too much for me and I shuddered hard, crumpling down onto
the bench. He laughed and leaned over, laying me down the rest of the
way. He stood up for a moment and stood over ne- his cock limp but still
quite thick and long. He deliberately ran one hand over his body, scooping
up some of my cum from his pecs and licking his fingers. With a smile, he
stepped into the small bathroom and flicked on the light in there. I just
lay there covered in sweat, my muscles aching and my ass burning a
little. My cock went soft quickly and lay to one side still tingling.

I heard the shower in the bathroom start u and realized he was rinsing
off. He came out a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist
and told me to rinse off as well. I had troubles standing, but managed to
get into the stall and cleanup a bit. When I came out he was wearing a dry
pair of Bermuda shorts, wiping off the bench we had played on with his damp
shower towel. He yanked my wet towel away and for a moment I thought he was
going to start playing with me again, but instead threw me a fresh, dry
beach towel.

"Wrap that around yourself. We got to get you back to bed young man. My
wife doesn't like wet towels in the bedrooms so leave the other ones on the
racks behind the door."

He seemed all business and very straight forward. I was disappointed but
also relived as it looked like we were going to pretend this didn't happen
and I had begin to consider how awkward it could be. As we were about to
go, he pulled the light switches leaving us in darkness except for the moon
coming through the small skylight and I put my hand on the latch to unlock
the door, he stopped me.

"Like I said," he began, "As far as I am concerned, we're just two guys
helping each other out. No one but you and me are ever gonna know, that
includes my son. Right?" I could feel his gaze on me in the dark. He was
standing so close, his body hair tickled a bit.

"Right," I said.

"Good boy," he said and grinned in the dark. "Let's go."

Later that night as I lay next to his sleeping son, one image kept coming
back to me from my first experience with a real man. I kept picturing my
father in his cop unifrom, looking into my eyes as another hairy, handsome
man finger-fucked his son.

To Be Continued...