Date: Thu, 14 Oct 2004 23:12:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Guy Smith <nvwriter2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Helping out Dad, part 2

In the weeks following the incident in which I had jacked off my dad
while he slept, I thought about it often. He said nothing to me about his
"wet dream" and of course I said nothing to him, but it was on my mind
constantly. I got hard every time I thought about it and remembered his
hot cum shooting and landing on me.

It was especially worse at night when my dad and I slept next to each
other on the sofa bed. We both slept naked and I lived for the times when
his leg would brush mine. My dad soon became just about the only thing I
could think about. Where I had once thought about girls constantly, and
how to get into their pants, now it was my dad and his cock that filled
my thoughts.

I desperately wanted to touch my dad's cock again, but I also knew I
wanted more. After several weeks, I knew Dad had built up a good reserve
of cum again and I was aching to help him out again.

I saw my chance when Dad came home from work and popped a sleeping pill
to help him get a good sleep. I knew when he took those a bulldozer
coming through our apartment couldn't wake him.

I waited until he was in a deep sleep, stripped off my clothes and
climbed into bed. I pulled back the sheets and gently rolled Dad onto his
back, his rock hard cock standing straight up in the air.

I quickly grabbed hold of his dick and started stroking it. I went slow
this time, not in a hurry to make him cum. I wanted it to last and also
knew he wasn't going to be waking up.

For several minutes, I stroked his cock relishing the feel of his warm
prick in between my fingers. Then I had an urge I couldn't resist, I
leaned down and tasted Dad's cock. Ever so lightly, I darted out my
tongue touching the head of his dick.

Then I licked it more, covering first his cock head and then his entire
cock with my tongue. I fucking loved it! After licking his entire cock
and balls, I began to slide my mouth over his cock and began to suck him.

It was like instinct that I knew what to do. I began to suck his cock,
bouncing up and down on it with joy. It felt so good to have his cock in
my mouth, I almost wished he was awake and wanting it as much as I did. I
would have loved for him to urge me on, telling me how much he loved it.
I didn't think there was much chance of that happening.

I slid up and down on his dick for awhile and began to feel him starting
to get ready to explode. I sucked him even harder as I massaged his sweet
balls. He shot a huge load of cum. It hit the back of my throat and I
started drinking it all. He shot load after load and I drank it all until
the cum dripped from my mouth.

Finally, he was spent and his cock went limp in my mouth. I rolled over
and happily went to sleep.

In the morning, I could see once again how relaxed Dad was. As for me, I
was wanting more and not knowing how to get it. I wasn't desiring sex
with other guys, just Dad. And I wanted it all.