Date: Mon, 10 Sep 2007 12:24:14 -0700 From: "..,.." Subject: Hots for my dad 10 Hots for My Dad - 10 Copyright 1988 and 2007 Dad rolled off of me, onto his back. We lay there in silence for a few minutes before either one of us could speak. Dad finally spoke, "God-fucking-damn, boy, that was just about the hottest fuck of my fucking life." He rolled over on to his side, propped his head in his hand, and continued, "I mean that Jon, that was just about the most intense fuck I've ever thrown into a hole. That was fucking hot. But don't get any fucking ideas; yeah, if kissed you, hell, I raped your mouth, but that was because I wanted to – it was part of the moment. I'm not falling in love with your sorry ass, and it's still all about my, my cock, and fucking. I'm not opposed to lip-locking you when I want to, though. It's just another way to claim you as my personal fuck boy." Dad leaned over and kissed me again, square on the lips. My whole body jerked and I thought I was going to pass out. Dad laughed and said, "Yep, I still have the ol' magic. I could always make the chicks cream just by the way I kiss. And I see that my jock-assed son is one of the chicks." He lay back onto his back, reached over, put his hand under my neck and pulled me over onto my stomach so that I was more or less lying on his chest. He looked at me and said, "You made a fucking cum mess all over me, now clean it up." I looked at him, not exactly sure what he meant. He realized my consternation and said, "Get busy, cocksucker and like up all your cum." I started licking my cum off of his hairy chest. It took a while, but finally I had his chest free of my cum; his chest was also wet with my spit. Dad took my head in his hand and pushed me down lower and said, "Suck up, cock sucker; nurse on my cock like you did your mom's tits while I relax." I moved and put his cock into my mouth and began to gently nurse my dad's cock. Within a few minutes he breathing was very regular and very deep; he'd fallen asleep. I wasn't sure if I should continue to nurse on his cock or not: I just knew I didn't want to do the wrong thing. And, the longer he slept, the more respite my ass would have. Since I didn't have on a watch, I'm not sure how much time passed; all I know is that it was late afternoon when my dad finally roused from sleep. He looked down at me, his cock in my mouth, and said, "God damnit, kid, I knew you were a born pussy. I've slept for at least a couple of hours and you never took my cock out of your cock-sucking mouth. I've found a fucking gold mind in you." Dad reached down, took a handful of my hair and pulled my face up to his face. He looked into my eyes for a long time and said in a sober manner, "Jon, I'm not in-fucking-love with you, but if you had a pair of tits, I'd divorce your mom and marry you. It would be worth the shit of a divorce. That way, I could fuck you all day long every day the way a man wants to fuck – no romance, just fucking. But, you don't have a pair of tits so that's out of the question. The real question is, `how am I going to use my little fuck boy as much as I want to without making too many problems.'" I looked at him and said, "I don't know dad." He grinned and said, "No, the pussies never have an answer to anything; they are just there to take cock." He turned my hair loose, and put me in a sort of half-nelson and continued talking: "And you sure as hell love taking cock, don't you? But, then, it doesn't matter how much you love it, does it? No, it doesn't because I own you, kid—I fucking own your holes. I've told you repeatedly, there is no turning back. So, if you don't like it, you might as well get used to it. But, you do like it don't you? Jesus, your breath smells like my cum?" I put my left arm over his chest and said, "Yeah, dad, I do, I really do. But Jesus, Mary, Joseph my asshole is sore as hell; it feels like I've had razor blades shoved up it." Dad squeezed my neck in the crook of his arm, laughed really loud and said, "Yeah, I guess I've given you a good break in, but you know, it's like breaking in a bronco – a man just has to keep riding until all the self-will is gone and there is no resistance at all. Although, in your case, that happened about five minutes into that first fuck I threw up your ass – the rest of the fucks have just been because I like to fuck, and I like to fuck your fresh ass. Jesus Christ kid, you being a pussy is as welcome as the first rain of the season. And, I have a feeling your mother is going to feel the same way although I may not tell her right off. Hell, I may never tell her, just let her think whatever she wants to think." He squeezed me again and said, "So what do you say, cunt-boy, do I tell her, or do I make you tell her." "No, dad, don't say anything to her; I don't want anyone to know that I take it up the ass. I'd never live it down and they'd beat the crap out of me at school." Dad just sighed and said, "We'll see. Now roll over on your stomach, I'm going to fuck you one more time before we start back home." Dad turned loose his grip on my neck and I rolled over onto my stomach on the warm rock. Dad shoved three fingers up my ass and said, "I love a creamed hole – I fucking love sloppy seconds, or thirds or even tenths. You know, one time when I was in college we knew this girl who was always horned. A bunch of us... Oh fuck, this is going to be a good long ride. I'm in no hurry and I'm not overly horned up." Dad climbed onto my body, his hips straddled my hips, rubbed the head of that cock over my sloppy hole and very slowly stuck me with my new god-cock. He let out a long, low moan and started grinding his cock around in my pussy. I folded my arms under my head and lay my head on my hands. There was something different about this fuck. Yeah, I was still a pussy boy and he was Bacchus doing me up the butt, but it felt different. There was no urgency in this fuck as there had been with all the two-dozen previous fucks. My pussy didn't feel like it was on fire; it didn't feel like it was happy either, but at least this fuck wasn't killing me. After about five minutes of slowly grinding his cock in my hole, my dad started to slowly fuck me. He would pull out until his cock-head almost popped out of my hole, pause a second, and then slowly sink it back to the balls. Then he slowly repeated the process over and over. My dad was moaning softly. After a long time, my dad spoke for the first time since sliding his dad-cock up my boy-hole, "Yeah, Jon-Jon, you're one hot fuck, and this is the way I like to fuck best. Yeah, I like it hard and rough, but there is something about fucking a pussy that's been fucked into submission and I can fuck to make my cock feel as good as it can for as long as it can. I can fuck for hours non stop like this—just ask your mom. Oh, fuck, cocksucker, your pussy and my rod are going to be best buds for a long, long time." That fuck lasted into the late gloaming when my dad finally spoke again, "well, jock-pussy, I better wind this up; your mom will have supper waiting and I've fucked up a hell of a hunger and I think your brothers and sisters want to come out and play up your god dammed asshole." With that, dad started slamming my hole hard, grunting loudly every time his cock bottomed out up my ass. That, in turn, caused me to grunt from the pounding my asshole was taking. Suddenly, my dad pulled his cock out of my asshole causing me to yelp in pain. Dad said, "Get those chaps back on kiddo; your ass looks fucking hot framed by them." While I was getting my chaps, my dad got his chaps and put them on. Then he walked over to Pet, mounted, and told me to get the reigns of my horse and walk over to where he was. When I got there, my dad extended his hand to me and pulled me up in front of him on his horse, facing him. Dad told me to lie back against Pet's heck and he slid his cock back up my ass. As hot as that sounds, it was not the best position in which to be fucked. I had nothing to grab to hold myself in position. Dad clicked his tongue and Pet started walking. I thought, "This is hot" until about 15-seconds later when I fell of the fucking horse. My dad just laughed and said, "Ok, cum sucker, let's try this again." He helped me to mount the horse, this time facing away from him. He told me to hug Pet's neck and then dad mounted me. He kicked Pet and pet broke out into a trot which caused my dad to fuck me without expending any energy. My dad trot-fucked me until we were insight of the house, when he stopped Pet, pulled out of my over fucked asshole and told me to get off the horse. He dismounted and turned me around and told me to grab the saddle. When I had done so, he kicked my legs wide apart and slammed his cock up my pussy. My dad power fucked me for about ten minutes. I could feel my dad's sweat sprinkle my back as he slammed his cock in and out of my over fucked hole. When I turned my head, I could clearly see the light streaming out of the windows of our house and I said, "Dad, they can see us if they look." Dad laughed and said, "Do I fucking care? I'm not stopping until your brothers and sisters are swimming north up your god damned guts." He drilled my ass for another few minutes and then groaned loudly and started shooting cum up my gaping hole. He groaned with every shot of cum. Hearing him cumming was enough to make my cock jerk and my body convulse but I'd shot so much sperm today that my orgasm, as good as it was, was completely dry. Dad pulled out of my ass, grabbed my shoulder, spun me around and told me to get on my knees and clean up the fuck. I wasted no time getting his cum-slimed cock in my mouth and sucking it clean. When I'd finished, dad told me to get dressed. As we both dressed, my dad said, "Jesus, Jon, I have enjoyed the hell out of this afternoon. Too bad you have school tomorrow or I'd fuck you the rest of the night. But don't worry your little cock sucking head, you'll be getting all the cock you can handle, nothing is changing just because you'll be in school tomorrow." - - - About a dozen of you have written to tell me you've enjoyed Jon's story so far. Thank you for the encouragement and constructive comments. A couple of you have asked for specific scenarios to be included in the story. As this is not my story, but that of Jon, I am not able to write your fantasies into this story. I may write some fiction and will be glad to write for specific scenes. If you enjoyed this installment or the series in general, please let me know. mypersonalpornaccount@gmail.com I'll continue with Jon's story as long as there is sufficient interest.