Date: Sat, 30 Jul 2022 15:04:22 -0700
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: I Saw Daddy (Gay / Incest, oral, anal, b/bbmMMM)

Incest, oral, anal, b/bbmMMM

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between a
consenting underage boy and boys an adult males.  If this
type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18
do not read it.

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                  I Saw My Daddy
                       By
                      Wolf

	I was innocent as a child about sex.  Even when I
began to understand that men and women were required to
make babies, I couldn't imagine my parents doing that kind
of thing to even make me.  I was a chubby redheaded,
freckled boy.  I was a shy kid.  My first brush with sex was
when a playmate wanted to see my dick and when we
compared our dicks and we took hold f each other's dick and
even sucked on each other's dick.  I had several such
encounters over my early formative years.

	I thought my father was the greatest father.  He was
part English/Irish and German.  He was a natural blond with
light blue eyes.  He had a number of jobs the first few years
of my life. Milked cows, worked for an irrigation water
district, a carpenter, and later he was an owner and driver of
a big rig truck.

	Working outdoors with his hands gave him a strong
upper body. When the weather warmed up in the spring, he
worked shirtless until the fall.  His upper body was tanned,
and because he worked in jeans his lower torso was white as
raw chicken legs.

	As I reached puberty my hair turned to a blond my
pubic hair was strawberry blond, and my freckles faded a
little.  When I reached puberty, I had more gay sexual
encounters.  I got into lifting free weights.  It was said that I
was an axe handle wide.  My legs were so thick that I could
wear a boy's or girl's belt around my thigh.  My chest
eventually was eventually 48-inches, 19-inch neck, and 20-
inch biceps.  I was still shy.

	My father loved to fish.  He was happiest walking the
banks of streams, rivers, lakes, or the Ocean shores.  He
preferred bait rods.  His younger brother made his own surf
rods from scratch.  He even poured his own lead weights.

	When I was a pre-teen my parents and I drove down
to visit Grandma on her birthday.  It was a mild summer and
my uncle talked my dad into spending the night surf-fishing,
insisted that I go with them.  They tossed a couple of
bamboo surf rods in back of a pickup and we headed for the
beach at the Carlsbad slue.  We came prepared to spend the
night.

	When we got to the beach there were four other
vehicles already there.  We carried the rods, tackle, ice-
chest, sleeping bags down to the beach.  After we set up
camp, they baited the hooks and cast out over the surf and
set the poles into their homemade pole holders, made from
Chanel iron and a section of pipe which was large enough to
slip the handle of the pole into.  Then they popped open
three cans of beer.  We watched the other fishermen doing
the same thing.

	One by one as the sun was setting into the Ocean the
other fishermen gathered up their gear and left.  When it
was totally dark, we had the beach to ourselves.  There were
so many stars that even after the moon set, we could still
see pretty well.  My uncle and dad caught some pretty good-
sized fish.  Well after midnight there must have been a
school of bluefin tuna just at odd shore because the both
hooked twenty-pound bluefin.  I had crawled into my
sleeping bag.  After the excitement things calmed down.
During the lull I saw my dad and uncle take their trunks and
lay down on the cool wet sand and I witnessed them
masturbating each other.  They took turns sucking each
other's cocks.

	When they finally pulled their lines in and secured
their poles.  They joined me.  My uncle got into his bag and
Dad got into my bag.  He was still naked and when he
spooned me, I could feel his cock poking my butt.  I was still
shocked about having seen them sucking cock.  I couldn't
sleep. Then I felt my dad's hand reach around my body and
he placed his hand on my belly and slowly slipped his hand
into my trunks and took hold of my scrotum and penis.  I
couldn't believe my father was jacking me off like my
buddies.  We had always been told that sort of stuff dirty
and wrong.  My mother had whipped me for catching me
jerking off.  Now I had seen my father sucking my uncle and
now he was masturbating me.  The fact that he was
masturbating me emboldened me and I slipped my arm
under his and reached back and took hold of his cock.  It stiff
and felt soft and warm.  It was about five-inches long and fit
was nicely in my hand.  I was squeezing his cock and jerking
him off.

	Then he pulled his hand out of my trunks and moved
his hand to my back and pulled the back of my trunks down
and stuck his cock into the crack of my butt.  He
maneuvered his cock until the head found my asshole.  He
whispered in my ear to push like I was shitting.  When I did
as he told me, I felt his cock entering my asshole.  I started
whining and Dad placed his hand over my mouth.  He fucked
with increasing speed and force until he froze.  He was
cumming in my ass.  I was so occupied with my father's cock
in my ass that I forgot about my uncle.

	When he pulled his cock out of my ass he rolled out of
the bag, because he hadn't zipped it up.  I felt the cold rush
of air on my back side.  But, before I could protest, I felt a
cold body getting into the bag.  I turned my head enough to
see that my uncle was getting into the bag with me.  I felt
him easing his cock into my ass.  The similarity between my
father and uncle's bodies was very strong.  I couldn't have
told the difference between their cocks by the feeling of
them in my ass.  After that day the three of us had more
occasions to have sex with each other.

	Another time a group of three of my friends made
plans to tow a 16-foot boat to the Colorado River.  After
work on Friday, we gather at the home of the owner of the
boat.  They were pulling it behind a Pontiac station wagon
and Dad and I took his Chevy Apache halftone pickup.  We
carried the food and camping gear and materials to
construct a floating dock.  We made a stop outside of Palm
Springs at a Circle K to gas up and buy a couple of more
cases of beer.  We headed east on Highway 10.  About 10-
miles short of Blythe we turned south off of the paved road
and drove south across the desert until we arrived at a bend
in the Cofradia River.  We had brought four empty fifty-
gallon oil drums and lumber to build a floating dock.  After
we unloaded the truck and set up our campsite.  Then we
broke out one of the ice chests, and opened cans of beer.  I
was even handed a beer.

	I didn't care for the taste and nursed my beer while
the adults drank three cand to my one.  By the time the four
of them had downed a six-pack they announced they
needed to piss.  Dad and his best friend Herman (Herman
were the father of a son and three daughters.) headed up
stream and Ray and WG headed down stream.  I suddenly
needed to pee as well, and chose to follow in the direction
that Dad and Herman went.

	I followed their path about twenty-five feet and came
upon them in a small clearing.  They were standing next to
each other and holding each other's cock as they pissed
onto the sandy bank of the river.  I remained hidden behind
the cottonwood and brush.  The need to pee forced me to
pull out my own dick and piss on a branch of the
cottonwood while continuing to watch what they were
doing.

	Dad proceeded to pull Herman's pants down.  Herman
also pulled Dad's pants down and they proceeded to remove
their shoes and socks before they removed each other's
pants and underwear.  They sat on the sand and Dad pushed
Herman onto his back and he got between his legs and
sucked Herman's cock for a short time before he took hold
of Herman's ankles and placed his legs on his own shoulders
and proceeded to fuck Herman while he jerked off Herman's
cock.  I watched in utter fascination.  As my father fucked his
buddy.  When Daddy was finished, they wadded waist deep
into the river and rinsed the sand and cum off their bodies
before putting their pants on and picked up their
underwear, shoes, and socks.  I took that as my que beat a
bath back to the camp.

	I lay on the ground cloth and pretended to be asleep.
When Dad and Herman came back, Dad touched me and he
unfastened my pants and pulled them off of me along with
my underwear.  When Herman sat down behind me and
spooned me.  He eased hid cock into my ass and started
fucking me.  Then I noticed that Ray and WG had returned
and were standing next to each other at the edge of the
ground-cloth.  (Ray was the father of five boys and seven
girls.  WG was the father of a redheaded girl.)  The two of
them proceeded to drop their pants and take hold of each
other's cocks and masturbate each other as they watched
Herman bury his cock into my ass and cling to my ass while
he fucked me.  When he finished Ray and WG took their
turns at fucking me.  When they concluded fucking me, all of
us waded waist deep in the river and cleaned up.  When we
returned to our campsite Dad and I bedded down on our
ground cloth.  He/rm, Ray, and WG bedded down on their
ground cloth together.

	The next morning the sun woke us up early, and we
made a quick meal of scrambled eggs cooked with diced
onions, bell peppers, and potatoes and heated flour tortillas,
and a pot of coffee.  Then we went to work building the
dock.  WG had already welded rings onto the barrels so we
could be cabled together.  Dad set about making a wooden
frame to box in the barrels and nail tongue and groove one
by eight planks.  Then he rolled a burlap over the eight-foot
platform.  Then the eight- foot dock was anchored to the
bank.  Then we launched the boat.

	While Dad took his rod and went fishing.  The rest of
us went water skiing.  When they let me ski I'm not sure
who was spotting me because they were all drinking beer.  I
was wearing baggy trunks.  At one point I sat back on my ski
and the water caught my trunks and ripped my trunks off of
me.  It was a good thing we were far enough south of Blythe
that boats didn't come that far south very often.  The guy in
the boat got a big laugh out of my cock and balls flapping in
the breeze.  They were in no hurry to slow down.  I had to
finally let go of the tow rope.  They were still laughing their
ass off when they finally turned the boat around and came
back to pull me out of the water.  I tossed the ski at them
and when they pulled me out of the water.  They had great
fun groping my crotch and fingering my asshole before they
took the boat back to the dock so I could get something to
wear.  They took that opportunity for all of them to have me
suck them off and fuck me doggy style.

	When the sun was starting to set below the mountain
to the west, we prepared dinner.  Everyone was pretty
drunk.  No one bothered putting clothes on.  We had
another around of sex and I got to fuck Daddy and Herman.
We all had hangovers in the morning. Had one more beer to
get well before we took the boat out of the water and
packed up the gear and headed home.

	It was still summer and dad was working on a
construction project.  Apparently, there was a boy that lived
near the project and he approached my father.  He was
lonely and his single parent mother worked, and he was
virtually a latch key kid in a neighborhood where there were
no other children to play with.  Dad befriended him and told
him that he had a son his age.  The next day Dad drove me
to work with him.

	The boy was on the jobsite as soon as he saw Dad's
pickup.  After the introduction the boy invited me to come
to his home where we could play.  His home backed up to a
flood control that was not liked.  The channel was very
sandy.  The was a large tree with a large branch on there
property with a rope tied to the limb.  We were able to take
turns hanging onto the rope and swing out over the channel
and when we let go and fall about fifteen feet onto the soft
sandy bottom before scrambling back up the back to do it
again, until we were physically tired out.  Then we returned
to the patio and proceeded to shake and beat the sand off
our clothes.  That was when the boy asked me if I would like
to see some pictures he had.

	I assured him that I was interested in seeing his
pictures.  He led me into the house and took me to his
bedroom.  He retrieved a shoe box from the back of his
closet and as we sat on his bed, he opened the box and
stared handing me 3" X 5" glossy photographs.  At first, they
were of naked women masturbating digitally or with sex
toys.  Then there were pictures of women licking tits,
pussies, and assholes.  There were some of women fucking
with strap-on dildos.  Both of us had sprouted boners and
tented up our jeans.  When showed me a picture of a boy
about our age jacking off while sitting on a big rubber dildo, I
reached over and placed my hand on his crotch.  He got
excited and placed his hand on my pants too.

	He sat the shoe box aside while I fumbled with the
buttons of his jeans.  He took hold of his jeans and ripped
them open.  I did the same thing to my jeans.  We both lifted
our butts up off of the bed long enough to pull off our jeans
and underwear down.  We removed our shoes and socks
and finished removing our jeans and underwear.  Then we
pulled our Tee-shirts over our heads.  Then we took hold of
each other's dicks.  I asked him if he had ever sucked cock
before.  He was excited as he admitted that he had sucked
the cock of an older cousin earlier that year.

	He wanted to know when I started sucking cocks.
When I old him that I sucked a few classmates for a couple
of years, but earlier this year I had seen my father fucking
his younger brother.  Then my daddy fucked me.  Since thin I
had had sex my daddy and three of his friends.  The boy
wanted all of the details about the night surfing and the
water ski trip.  He was beating his meat while I told him all
about it.  He sucking he off while I told him all about the sex.
I even was able to cum in his mouth.  I sucked him off until
he had a dry orgasm.  Then I asked him if he had ever fucked
or been fucked by anyone.

	He sheepishly sis that his cousin tied to fuck him, but
it hurt so mush he wouldn't let him do it.  I asked him if he
had any petroleum jelly, and said he didn't.  I suggested that
we check his mother's medicine cabinet.  We ran to her
bathroom and I checked the medicine cabinet.  Sure, enough
there was a small jar of Vaseline.  We took it back to his
bedroom.  While I applied a generous coating to my penis, I
told him that he would have to learn how to relax his
rectum.  I told him to push like he was taking a big dump.  It
would hurt if he relaxed.

	Then I took another dollop of the petroleum jelly and I
had him bend over and I probed his asshole to coat the
opening with the jelly.  When he got used to  my finger in his
ass, I added a second finger soon after that I added a third
finger.  He was moaning with some discomfort but with
pleasure.  I put him on the bed on his back and picked up his
legs by his ankles and placed his heels on my shoulders and
guided my dick to his asshole.  I reminded him to push
before I pushed my dick into his anus.  There was some
open-mouthed moaning and some pained expressions but
no requests for me to stop.  I eventually had an orgasm and
deposited cum in his colon.  I milked his penis until he cum
and my penis went soft and it slipped out of his ass.

	I assumed the missionary position and lifted my legs
as an invitation for him to fuck me.  T chuckled when the
boy reached for the Vaseline.  I assured him that it wasn't
necessary, I was used to being fucked.  So, he got in position
and guided his penis to my anus.  I relaxed my sphincter and
his cock slid into my ass.  He clung to my legs while he
fucked me.  When he had another dry orgasm he collapsed
on top of me, and as his penis went limp it slipped out of my
ass.  We eventually got dressed and Dad picked me up after
work.

	The next day when I went to his house we went
straight to his room and undressed.  We sucked each other
off.  Then we fucked each other.    At lunch time Dad came
over to join us.  The boy was enamored with my dad's tan
torso.  His chest was hairless.  I sucked his cock to get him
hard and he used the Vaseline to lubricate his cock and the
boy's asshole.  When Dad left to go back to work the boy
and I fucked each other until I had to get dressed to go
home.

	When I returned to school a new world was opened to
me.  I learned to recognize hen teens and adults were
interested in having sex with me.


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