Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 01:04:01 +0000 (UTC) From: Gabe Miller Subject: Dad's Therapy: Prologue and Part 1 Author's note: This is my first story. Any feedback or suggestions for future installments would be awesome. Thank you! Dad's Therapy by: Gabe Prologue I was spending the summer with my dad, which was fun because he was off from work and could spend a lot of time with me. That Spring he had had an accident at work that gave him back problems. After the accident he spent a lot of time not being able to walk very much and was taking a lot of pain pills. Mostly he just sat on the couch all day and got kinda pudgy. One day he said he was sick of taking pills and wanted to try a different way to get better. He started going in for physical therapy every week, and his doctor put him on a special pain management regimen for home. My dad said his doctor told him to stimulate his nipples with a vibrator for at least half an hour a day. He said it would get his "juices flowing", which would help to relieve his back pain. His doctor gave him a black rubber wand that vibrated on both ends. It had a grip in the middle you could hold to control it. He'd tend to do it on the living room couch when we watched TV. He would rub some gel on his nipples and put the vibrator up against them, and buzz away. Sometimes when he got tired he would let me help—I would hold the vibrator so that it hit a nipple on each end, and position my hand on his gut to help keep it in place. I tried my best to keep it grazing over the nipple tips. I could usually do it for about ten minutes before my hand got tired and he'd take over again. My dad said his doctor told him that the nipple stimulation would make his dick leak and to collect the drips so he could test them. He usually did this by putting a condom on. First he put a rubber ring around his dick and balls so he could keep his dick stiff enough to keep the condom on, then he'd hitch his sweatpants under his nuts. It was kind of funny seeing him on the couch watching TV with his dick bobbing up and down with a condom on, holding up a vibrator to his nipples. My dad said his doctor said his prostate should also be massaged to help out with his lower back pain. I volunteered to do this since he couldn't do it very easily himself with his new girth and all. Dad always cleaned up his ass before we started, so I could just shove a few fingers inside with no problem at all. The prostate was always rock solid when I found it. I'd rub it and stroke it like a pet rock and my dad would start huffing and puffing until I'd feel his prostate seize up and he'd grab his dick and pump a huge load of cum into the condom. I'd help wipe him up and go on watching TV. Part 1: Ass Hunters One night my dad was doing his nipple stimulation while we watched TV. One of his favorite shows, ASS HUNTERS, was on. It's about these guys who go to different places to find the best asses. Tonight they found a young bearded guy in a public restroom taking a piss with his pants down far enough to show the top of his jockstrap and some of his ass crack. One of the guys snuck up to him and pulled his pants down showing his whole bare ass, strapped into his jockstrap. The surprised young bearded guy turned around—his long, fat dick still flopped out of his jock from pissing. He started laughing and began shaking his dick back and forth at the camera. Next he bent over and spread his cheeks for the camera, which zoomed in on his pink hairy asshole. Then two of the Ass Hunter's knelt down and started squeezing and playfully slapping his ass cheeks. One guy spit into his hand and started rubbing it up and down his ass crack. "C'mon man, put your face in it" barked my dad to the TV, cranking up the speed on his vibrator—which now buzzed like it was assaulting his nipples. As if on cue, one of the Ass Hunters did just that—burying his face in the young bearded guy's ass. "Aw, yeah, yeah, YEAH" my dad whispered to himself. "TASTE that hole, lick it, EAT it". The guy took his face out of the ass and the camera panned out just far enough to show the young bearded guy's asshole shiny with spit, ass cheeks being held tightly apart. Soon the Ass Hunter shoved his face back in, licking and slurping on the asshole again. The guy's face on TV was buried in ass. I noticed my dad absentmindedly pushing his sweatpants down towards his knees—then spreading his asshole with his free hand. "Hey, son, hold my vibrator, would you? I could use a little help." I took over his vibrator, using both hands to steadily graze and buzz my dad's nipples while he grabbed his ass cheeks apart— "SLAP that sweaty ass" my dad said, as the guy's beefy young ass on TV was getting bounced around. I saw my dad stick a finger against his asshole. "Get in that HOLE, man" my dad whispered, as the Ass Hunter's finger on TV sunk into the young beefy guy's ass. My dad cleared his throat: "Son, could you massage my prostate?" "Yeah" I said, "but don't wear a condom this time, it just gets in the way". "Deal!" my dad said, kicking off his sweatpants to get comfortably situated on the couch for his prostate massage. I gave him back the vibrator, which he started up again against his nipples— buff—buff—buff I was facing towards my dad, away from the TV, but I could hear it and would look back to see what what going on. My dad stared at the TV, watching the young bearded guy's ass get a finger shoved in it over and over again. "Yeah, shove it in—yeah, YEEAAHH!—" he said to the TV. The young bearded guy on TV howled and moaned as his prostate got jabbed and prodded by the Ass Hunter's finger. I pushed my finger deep into my dad's hole, making contact with his prostate. As I rubbed my dad's prostate, his dick began to rise until a throbbing, hulking pillar of meat was bobbing right in my face—almost blocking my view of my dad watching the TV behind me. On TV one of the Ass Hunters unzipped his pants and showed his fat, hard dick to the camera. He turned around and a slapping sound echoed over and over again. "Dick-slap that ASS, you hot FUCK" my dad whispered under his breath. Next the camera showed a super-closeup of the Ass Hunter's dick rubbing lengthwise against the young bearded guy's asshole. "Slide that dick over that hole—" my dad whispered, buzzing his nipples, his eyes focused on the TV screen. I felt my own dick straining my underwear. My nuts were beginning to ache. I hitched my shorts under my nuts and grabbed my dick. My finger kept massaging my dad's prostate—his subtle responses—a jerk here, a huff there—were making my dick throb harder and harder. Unable to resist—and without taking my finger from his prostate—I poked my dick around his asshole where my finger was buried. "Slide that dick in, man, slide it THE FUCK in, man, yeah, do it, fucker" my dad barked at the TV, as the closeup of a dick disappearing into the young bearded guy's slick, sweaty ass filled the TV screen. I took my finger out of his ass and smeared it on my dick. "DO IT fucker, slide it in, yeah, do it" whispered my dad, barely audible. The guys on TV were barking gruffly, egging each other on. The Ass Hunter grabbed the young bearded guy's ass cheeks as he buried his dick deep inside his hole. My dad stared at the screen—I looked down at my rock hard dick, then poked it against my dad's asshole. "Holy FUCK!" my dad huffed, breathless, as the head of my dick sunk into his hole. Then I slid my entire dick up my dad's ass, steadily, inch by inch until I was all the way up and in. "Mother FUCK, Jesus fucking FUCK..." my dad barked sharply. "Hey Dad, " I said, jabbing my dick all around up in his ass, "I think I can feel your prostate with my dick!" "Ah, yeah, PUMP my HOLE!" my dad whimpered, still holding the vibrator against his nipples, his pulsing, hard dick bobbing against my stomach as I pumped my dick in and out of his hairy ass. I was blocking my dad's view of the TV—just the sounds of grunts and swearing blared out from it as the young bearded guy's ass got plowed by the filthy-mouthed Ass Hunter. I cupped my hands under my dad's ass cheeks and pulled them apart as I watched my dick disappear into his hole over and over again. "AW, YEAH, son, fuckin' FUCK YEAH!" my dad shouted. "Spit on my hole, man, slick that hole UP!" I pulled out and spit on his asshole, rubbed it around with my dick and plunged it back in. "GOD, JESUS, YESSS!" my dad moaned, almost crying. He put aside the vibrator and grabbed my ass cheeks, pulling them apart and shoving them at his hole. "FUCK, yes, FUCK!!" He barked. "Bury your COCK up my ASS!" The feeling was overwhelming—my dad's strong hands grabbing my ass cheeks apart as I plowed his ass. I felt like my dick was going to explode. "POUND MY ASS, BOY!" my dad hissed. "PLOW ME, FUCKER!" I could feel my orgasm building up—my aching nuts about to explode as I slammed my dick against my dad's prostate over and over again. "GRAB MY COCK" my dad barked, pleading, whimpering. I grabbed his massive, brick hard dick as I watched my own dick sliding in and out of his ass. Suddenly my orgasm erupted and I slammed my dick as far as I could up my dad's ass and convulsed over and over again in delirious ecstasy. "MOTHER FUCK!" my dad said, his dick exploding in my hand, thick jets of white-hot cum pelting my chest. I collapsed onto my dad's chest, his cum smeared between us. I pulled my dick out his ass—and saw cum sloppily dripping out. I came! "DAD! I came! I came up your ass!" I exclaimed, dizzy with happiness. My dad reached down to his asshole and scooped up some of my cum and put it up to his mouth. "Damn fine, son" he said, tasting it. "Damn fuckin' FINE!" he grinning, pulling me close into a warm sticky bear hug, my head cradled against his chest. "That was amazing, son - I'm so proud of you! How did it feel, plowing a grown man's ass for the first time?" he asked. "I loved it, Dad—thanks for letting me help!" "Any time, son, any fuckin' time!"