Date: Wed, 27 Oct 2004 20:34:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Guy Smith Subject: Helping out dad, part 6 Dad and I played around with each other for a few minutes after he fucked me. We were both exhausted from the fucking. He got a warm wash towel and cleaned me off, my chest and my ass, and cleaned himself off. He then lay down next to me on the bed. I curled up against him, my hands rubbing his hairy chest. He wrapped one arm around me and we fell asleep like that. I woke up less than two hours later. Dad was still asleep, but his cock had gotten hard again. I knew what I wanted-to get fucked again! I lubed up his cock and my ass and then stood over him. Grabbing a hold of his cock, I sat down on it. My ass was still loose from the previous fucking and he slid right in. I began to ride his cock and Dad soon woke up. A smile spread across his face. "You like getting fucked don't you," he said. "Oh, yeah," I replied. I rode his cock gently at first and then harder. He matched my rhythm and moved his hips up and down with my strides. His cock reached a different part of me than it had before and the feelings were even better. "Ride my cock, son," he said. "Take your daddy's dick deep up your ass." "Oh, Dad," I moaned "I love your cock so much. I love it in me." He started slamming his hips up harder and harder, almost like he was trying to buck me off. I leaned back and steadied myself with my arms so he could pound it into me. The result of that was I wasn't able to stroke my self off. I rode Dad's cock for awhile like that and he started slamming it into me harder and harder. Suddenly, I felt the cum building up in my balls. Without touching myself my cock started shooting cum all over my dad's chest. "Fuck, boy," he said. "That was cool." I agreed it was. He told me to climb off and I did. He had me lay down on my side and he lay beside me. He lifted one of my legs into the air, and slid his cock back into my ass. I relaxed and let Dad fuck my ass hard. I didn't worry about cumming myself and just let him do me as he pleased. One of his hands grabbed my hip to push me back onto him. He leaned forward and began to kiss my neck. He whispered in my ear. "I love you, son. I love you so much." "I love you, too, Dad. I love you fucking me." "I love fucking you, son. I love sliding my cock into your ass. I love slamming it to my boy." He reached around and started tugging on my cock as he fucked me. I soon got hard again, but didn't feel an urgent need to cum. Dad fucked me for over an hour, as we walked dirty to each other, urging each other on. I especially loved it as he slammed his cock deep into my ass and kissed my neck, or pulled my face back to him so we could kiss deeply. Dad told me he was getting close to cumming and he wanted us to cum together. He slid out of my ass and I laid down on my back. He went between my knees and we started to jack off together. I know Dad was close to cumming with his grunts and groans and I sped up my stroking. He came only moments before me. The minute his hot cum hit my cock, I lost it and shot my own juice. I continued stroking with both my cum and his mixed together. Dad laid down on top of me, and kissed me warmly. Throughout that weekend, Dad fucked me with that wonderful cock several more times. I sucked him, he sucked me. It was a wonderful weekend. Sex between me and Dad became a fairly regular thing. Often it was quick fucks after work so help him relax, other times it was longer. I took what I could get, knowing it wouldn't last forever. And it didn't last forever. I was 16, almost 17, when Dad began dating for the first time since Mom's death. At first it was casual dates, and even the casual lay for him. I knew the sex with the women wasn't that good, when he would come home from the dates, tell he fucked her and then have me spread my cheeks for him. Then he met Molly. They hit it off right away. He tried to get her to sleep with him on their second date, but she refused. She wanted a commitment before sex. At first it was cool, Dad would come home from his dates with her frustrated and would pound my ass. Then when they had been dating for six months, she gave in. They fucked and Dad loved it. Dad came home told me he had fucked her and then went to sleep. Our time together became less and less frequent and soon non-existent. One evening, Dad came home after a date with Molly very quiet. He said nothing, grabbed me and kissed me. He took me to bed and then he took me. He shot his cum onto my chest and I came moments later. He lay down next to me and kissed me. He told me he loved me and loved what we had shared in the past year or so. I suddenly knew our lives were going to change. He told me he had proposed to Molly and she said yes. They were going to get married. I knew that he had fucked me for the last time. I didn't stand in his way, of course. I wanted him to be happy. He and Molly didn't get married until I was graduated from high school and off to college. Dad had saved enough money to send me to the college I wanted. I never touched another guy in a sexual way. I met a woman in college and we married. I never even wanted another guy. What I had shared with Dad was special, and though I ached to have his cock in my ass often, I knew that sex with another guy wouldn't fulfill me the way he had.