Date: Tue, 19 May 2009 21:13:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hot for Dad, Chapter Seven

Hot for Dad, Chapter Seven

	"Wake up, Danny."
	I stirred in my sleep.
	"Wake up, Danny," the voice said again.
	I managed to open my eyes and look around. Although it was still
pitch dark inside the tent, I could see Dad's face looking over at me. I
heard another noise and turned to see that Tom was still sleeping on the
other side of me.
	I looked back at Dad.
	"Danny, it's time to get up," Dad said once more. "If we're going
to get any hunting in we need to get going."
	I moaned inwardly. Who gave a shit about hunting? I thought. I
would much rather remain in the tent cuddling next to these two hairy
studs, both of whom had fucked me during the night. I raised up, propping
my head on my hand.
	"You think we'll see anything?" I asked.
	"We'll never know unless we look," Dad pointed out.
	Tom woke up and said, "What you two talking about?"
	"I just telling Danny we need to get up and hit the trail," Dad
answered, giving the man beside me a grin.
	Tom pressed a button on his watch and a light came on. "It's five
o'clock," he said. "Your dad's right, Danny, if you're going to get any
good hunting in today, you'd better get your ass out and get going."
	"All right," I sighed. "I'd much rather stay here and snuggle."
	Tom stood to his feet. "Tell you what, Danny, you guys get your
hunting done and whatever else you have planned for today. I have things I
need to do this morning too, but this afternoon I'm going to take off and
head for the house. Why don't the two of you come for supper this evening?
And stay the night," he added.
	Dad looked surprised. "You sure about that, Tom?" he asked.
	Tom nodded. "I am," he answered.
	"Hey, this hunting trip is already looking up," I said and grinned.
	It was cold in the tent, and Tom hurriedly pulled his clothes
on. Dad and I followed suit, shivering as we reached for our clothes.
	All three of us dressed a short time later, we stepped out of the
tent.
	As Tom headed for his truck, he said, "Good luck, Guys. I'll see
you later on this afternoon. Just drop by the house anytime you like. I
should be there by three o'clock."
	We watched as Tom got in his truck and drove off. As his tail
lights disappeared through the trees, Dad turned to me and grinned. "Let's
go. Time's wasting," he pointed out.
	Our bow and arrows were behind the seat in the cab. Nothing else
much was needed for us to take. Dad had thrown the ice chest in the cab the
night before. It had cokes and beer in it, and it would provide drink for
us while we were gone.
	Dad drove further into the woods and finally came to a stop. He
shut the truck engine off and turned to me. "We'll walk from here," he
said. "There's a nice deer blind a short ways from here. Perfect for our
situation," he said.
	We got out of the truck, pulled our bow and arrows from behind the
seat and started off through the early morning. Just a trace of light was
coming from the sky, and Dad kept saying he wanted to hurry and make it to
the blind before daylight.
	As I walked along beside Dad I could feel the cum in my ass move
around, and part of it ran out of my ass, making a noise of sorts.
	"You fart?" Dad asked me.
	"Nope," I answered. "That was just the sound of cum shifting inside
my ass. I still have a couple loads up in me."
	"No shit?"
	"I like having it inside me, especially when it's yours," I
grinned.
	"You are a horny fucker, aren't you?" Dad smiled.
	"Just like you," I teased him back.
	We walked into the blind, which consisted of a wall with two
sides. There were two pretty good sized openings in front to allow room for
a bow to aim its arrow if the need arose. I looked through one of the
openings trying to focus on the wooded area in front of me. It was still
dark enough I couldn't see much of anything.
	For a time both Dad and I stood behind the blind not saying a
word. We kept our eyes posted, looking out the "window" just in case an
unsuspecting deer came along.
	About half an hour later, just as the beginning of daylight was
taking place and I could see Dad clearly, he walked up behind me. I felt
him press into me, and I could tell he was hard. I pushed back into him,
rubbing my ass back and forth across his crotch. I could feel him getting
harder each time I rubbed against him.
	"I feel your cock," I said. "What the hell made you hard way out
here in the middle of nowhere?"
	Dad rubbed harder against the ass of my jeans, his own cock
straining, trying to escape its prison. "To be honest, Danny, I've been
hard ever since you told me you still had cum up your ass."
	I turned around and looked at him. "Then fuck my cum - filled ass,
Dad," I told him.
	"Are you sure?" he asked. "It's pretty damned cold out here."
	I unsnapped my jeans and dropped them to my ankles. I was suddenly
standing naked from the waist down in front of my father. I leaned over
just enough so that my ass pointed up into Dad's face.
	I felt Dad part my cheeks, and run a finger along my crack. When he
came to my hole, he rammed a finger up inside me, and brought out a glob of
cum. Whether it was his or Tom's, I didn't have a clue. It was just cum.
	"You are full of cum, aren't you?" Dad grinned.
	"Told you," I said.
	I heard a rustling noise and discovered my dad standing behind me,
naked and hard. He was ready to fuck, and I was more than ready to be
fucked.
	I felt my dad's cock slide along my sticky crack until the tip of
it pierced the entrance of my fuck hole. There was still so much cum up
there from the night before that hardly before I even realized it, Dad was
buried deep inside me. I could feel his hard cock as it parted the wave of
cum in my ass.
	"Fuck, Dad, this is so hot," I groaned.
	"Shit, Danny, your ass feels so fucking hot with both Tom and my
cum inside you," Dad told me.
	For a moment or so Dad remained in me but not moving. He told me it
just felt so good, feeling my ass and the cum in my hole all at the same
time. "I could stay where I am all day."
	"I'm glad it feels good to you, but damn, Dad, I need to fee your
cock fucking me. Come on, plow my ass," I said.
	I felt dad start slide in and out my cum-filled hole, slowly at
first. He would only go in so deep, but each time he reentered, he would go
a little deeper than the last time. Each time he pushed into me he drove
more pre cum from the end of my cock.
	"God, Danny, I love your ass," Dad whispered. "It's hot to fuck you
out here in the open," he said.
	"Then fuck me, Dad," I cried. "Give me your hard dad cock," I
said. I pushed hard against him, driving him even deeper inside my
ass. "God, I feel that bush of yours grinding my ass," I moaned. "I love
feeling all that thick cock hair around your dick when you fuck me."
	I guess Dad decided he had had enough of taking things easy. He
wanted my ass, and he wanted it hard. He began pounding me with everything
he had in him, forcing me into the front wall of the blind. Each time he
slammed my ass I felt his furry heavy balls rub against my lower ass. The
thick hair on each nut tickled my skin each time he thrust his cock inside
me.
	Suddenly my cock gave a huge shudder all on its own, and I knew I
was about to shoot a load of hot cum out into the deer blind. I could feel
a deep orgasm building in my balls and slowly travelling up under my thick
cock bush.
	"Dad, you're making me cum," I groaned.
	Behind me, Dad also moaned, "I'm cuming too, Danny. I'm filling
your ass with more of my cum," he said.
	"Shoot in me, Dad," I said. "Fill me with your Dad juice."
	I felt Dad's cock swell up, and I felt the first spurt of hot
creamy dad cum enter my sticky hole.
	"Fuck!" Dad cried.
	Dad's cock finally stopped shooting its hot juice inside me. While
he had been fucking me, Dad's hands had been resting on my hips, pulling me
close into him. Now that he had finished, he leaned over and wrapped his
arms around me, hugging me close into him. For a few moments neither of us
spoke. We just stayed where we were, his cock still buried in my ass
surrounded by cum.
	When he remained quiet, I asked, "Dad, you okay?"
	He made his cock twitch inside me before he answered. Finally he
said, "I am fine, Son."
	"Good, me, too," I said quietly.
	Soon I felt my dad's cock soften up, and heard the "slurping" sound
as it slid out of me, followed by some of the cum he had just placed
there. I stood up and faced him. He wrapped his arms around me, hugging me
close.
	"I love you, Son," he said quietly. "I hope you'll always know
that."
	"I do, Dad."
	We held each other for a time just enjoying the feeling of being
close to each other. Finally Dad pulled away and said, "I think we might as
well get dressed and head back for camp. I don't think we're going to see
any deer this morning. Besides, this early morning hunting makes me
hungry," he finished with a grin.
	I reached down and pulled my jeans back up. "I would have to agree
with that. I'm starved."
	Dad also reached down and pulled his jeans up, and we headed back
to the truck. We might not have caught a deer this morning, but what I had
caught was just what I needed. My Dad's cock up my ass.


End of Hot for Dad, Chapter Seven

Mark Stevens