Date: Wed, 11 Feb 2004 22:50:34 -0500 From: Eric L Subject: I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 8 I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 8 - Peter at age 11 by Eric L. *** ADULT FICTION *** dad_peter_story@hotmail.com Please put PETER in your email subject. Thank you. --Eric THIS STORY IS ENTIRELY UNTRUE AND FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. It does not represent my actions or anyone else's. I claim a right to have fantasies that I never did and will never do, and to have fun with them and share them with others like-minded, for entertaining reading and feedback. --Eric L. See bottom of file for current OTHER STORIES BY ME. _________________________________________________________________ I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 8 Wonderful Moments ___________________________ Peter age 11. Peter will continue to progress in age. _________________________________________________________________ *IF YOU ARE UNDER LEGAL AGE, DO NOT READ!* ```````````````````````````````````````` "Do it, please do it, dad! I can take it, I swear!" Then I got the idea that if daddy didn't press down and push his dick in me, I could push up and make it go in. I wondered if he'd like that. ______ I wanted to just push up, but I was too scared. I always got hard watching dad's chest. Now, being on my back, I could just look up, and it was right over me. Dad looked sexy that way--like he was doing an Olympic exercise. All those muscles being tight now made him look so good. Just when I got up the nerve and started to push back, daddy pushed his dick down toward me a little. I could feel just a tiny bit pushing into me. That was so hot--knowing that not just anything, but my dad's dick was in there, starting to widen me. Well, almost in there and almost starting to widen me. It felt like a lot of pressing, but it didn't hurt. "Easy, Peter--don't push back--not yet. When we rally get going and you're nice and loose in there--IF we get that far, then you can move your sexy butt any way you want." "Dad--you think my butt is sexy?" I said, then I giggled a lot. I saw that dad was out of breath a little. "Yes, it's very sexy." "Why?" "It's small and very firm, white with a little beauty mark on the left cheek, it has beautiful curves. And to be honest Peter, I'm definitely ready to--" "To fuck me?" I knew he was horny. "Yes, son." "Oooo, yeah dad!" I got goose bumps. "You're horny because of me, dad?" "Yes, Petey!" "Wow. I made you horny! How did I do that?" I thought I felt dad shaking a little. One hand was on my chest, with his fingers rubbing my nipple, and I felt something in my dick when dad did that. "Remember the pic of Freddie on the net? The 13 year old boy you liked?" "Yeah. We never talked though, no email, nuthin." "Remember, you said looking at him made you horny, and you told me about his picture the next day?" "Yeah." "And what did you do, Pete, when you took me to your computer to see his pic?" "I, um . . . sorta wanted to show off for you." "Yes. And how did you do that?" "I pulled my pants and underpants down to the floor. Then I looked at his pic and you watched my penis get hard." "Yes, yes, Peter--but what made you get hard?" "Huh? Oh--yeah. Seeing Freddie naked made me hard. His chest and his dick looked so good, and . . . oh, I get it dad!" "Good, Petey--tell me." "When you look at me, your penis gets hard same as when I looked at Freddie." I looked up at dad looking down at me. His eyes were so hot looking, and the way he was looking at me, I shivered it was so good. It was cool being under dad like that--almost like he was going through this physical strain, just to protect me. "Oh, Peter!" dad said, and his voice was real airy like. "Daddy? Am I making your dick feel really good?" I smiled really big when I said that. "Son! Oh, oh yes!" "Daddy--can I suck you? Please?" Daddy gulped and really waited before answering me. "Yes. But why, son?" "It feels good to have your dick in my mouth, dad. Is that wrong? I mean--" "No, it's not wrong, Peter. But, again it's like you're too young for those words to really be coming out of you." "I got a whole thing in my head I'd love so much if we could do." "Son! You mean like the role playing we read about?" Dad seemed so excited, kinda like I get around Christmas. All of a sudden dad was paying extra-close attention to me. "MMMM . . . not exactly, dad but something like that." "Okay, Peter, tell me!" "Can I just tell you part and surprise you with the rest?" "SURE! Sure you can, baby!" "Baby? You think of me as a baby?" "Sorry, boy. How 'bout sexy?" "Okay, Dad. The first part is you put shorts on and zip them up then you came back here." Dad didn't say anything. He just walked to the bathroom, washed his dick real good, and put his shorts on. Pretty soon he was back and I got up on my knees. "It's a fantasy, son. And fantasies are good to work out." "Mmmm--that's good," "Petey--why did you ask to suck me?" Dad said with a really cool smile, and for the first time I thought dad and I were almost like two kids instead of me and an adult. It felt good in my dick when I thought about that. "It makes my whole mouth feel good," I said, seeing him smile. I pulled dad's zipper down, and I felt something good in my dick, just doing that. "Makes the rest of me feel good, too. It's big and warm and powerful, I guess." "That's good, Peter. Just be gentle, son. Remember a zipper has teeth." "Oh," I said, gulping. I was excited and nervous. I could still feel my butt where dad was pressing hard with his dick. But now, with dad helping me do this, I was living a dream. All by myself, I asked a man--my sexy dad--if I could do something sexy to him. And he said yes. And he's letting me put my hands inside his zipper, and touch his big man penis, and pull it out, and see it, and touch it. Pretty soon I was going to feel that hot hard smooth part of him that was so cool and powerful and made me horny. My dick kept moving. And mine was so small compared to his. But I was pretty sure it was growing. I hoped. "Peter . . . . " dad said, sounding like this really felt good to him--and I wasn't even sucking yet. I was just rubbing a little with my fingers. It was kinda cool--me on my knees now, looking up at dad, up at his handsome face, his sexy body. And now, when I stuck out my tongue, I made him jump. His nice, perfect muscles all jumped, just from what I was doing. I could make my big, strong daddy jump. Well, I mean a good jump. I licked and licked real gentle with the tip of my tongue. "Uh! OH! OHH!" Dad sounded good. I put him in my mouth really slow, and dad made a weird noise, but I knew I was making him feel nice. I knew I was starting to make him feel horny. Then I sucked him really good. I remember I wasn't thinking like, 'I'm putting a dick in my mouth.' That wasn't it. When the hot skin of his dick started to slide over my tongue, and I felt it strong and hot in my mouth--I thought, he's putting himself in my mouth. It wasn't a thing, it was HIM. And I shivered and got hot all over. And it made me horny, too. "God, yes, Peter!" After another minute, dad stopped me. "But--dad, you didn't come!" I wanted to make him come. To know I finished the job. Then I could get up on him and rub him like he does to me. "I'll come soon, Peter. In a special way I want you to see." I could see dad wanted to take his shorts all the way off, so I just reached out and helped him. My dick was really jumping, and I needed to cum so bad--I could feel it. But in my head, I was still seeing myself on my knees, with my dad's big warm dick in my mouth, and him making sounds that I know he only makes when his penis is getting those good feelings. Dad stood there and let me put the KY stuff on his dick., It was rally hot, and harder than I remember. Then dad lifted my legs again, and got back over me like he was before. Then he pushed me flat on my back, and slid his hands down from my chest to just above my dick. "It's looking bigger all the time, Peter." I didn't think that could be true, but I lifted my head and saw. It was true. "Daddy! I'm growing!" I know I smiled real big. "Yes you are Peter!" Dad smiled, too. Then daddy pressed my dick down a little. "Ohhh, Ahhh!" "Feels, good doesn't it?" "Oh, yeah, yeah, dad!" I could hardly talk. When dad's fingers went over my dick again, I just moaned. I could see dad staring down at my dick. "It's okay, isn't it? Is there something wrong? "No, son. Relax. Just maybe a few more hairs there. Nothing important." "Nothing important? Are you kidding?" I sat up a little and checked myself out. "DAD! I DO HAVE MORE HAIR THERE!" YESSSSSSssssssssss!" While I was celebrating with myself, I felt dad's hands lay me back down flat on the bed. The sheet was a little cold on my back, until I felt dad's hand there again, all greased up. "Easy now, Peter, I think you need another good stretching. I don't want to hurt you," dad said. I thought he really didn't have to do any more stretching after I stretched myself all those weeks. "It's gonna hurt, anyway, dad. I even read about--" "I know, Peter. And if you're stretched completely, it might not hurt at all. But the less I can make it hurt, the quicker you'll enjoy it." "Huh??" "When it stops hurting you'll get a really good feeling down there. I guess you didn't read that part." "I'll get a good feeling in my butt?" I just thought I would make him feel good, and that would be so cool. Dad's fingers went in. "Ohhh, that's so good, dad." It felt much better than the dildo thing. "Yes, son. Good feelings. In your butt." "Oh, dad! That feels good just like that." I reached up and touched his hair and his face, like he does to me sometimes. He felt good. He kissed my hands. I felt my whole body get hot. "That's very nice, Peter. Just keep relaxing, you're doing so well Peter." "Am I loose enough yet?" "Getting looser every minute." "How many fingers do you have in me, dad?" We talked and read about fingers and stretching. "I'll tell you when I'm done, Petey." Dad liked to surprise me. "Okay," I said, feeling sad that dad pulled his fingers out, all of a sudden. He went and got a good sized mirror and put it on the bed. Dad said it was important to know how to do this, and to have it done to you more than once, and it was important for a boy's sexual development. I liked that word. I wondered if dad would someday help other boys, after I heard him say that. I knew a ton of guys at my school that had no clue about this, because their dads didn't show them stuff like my dad did. And it would be good if they knew. But, I couldn't see dad doing this with my friends--I didn't think I would like that. So, I didn't know what boys he could teach. "What's the mirror for?" "So you can see your butt when I'm done stretching you." Dad worked a while longer on me. It felt so good, I was making those good noises. All of a sudden I felt a lot of pressure, like I was going to break open, but dad did it slower and slower and it was okay. It was cool, really. I kept trying to think of myself as a really big boy, maybe 14, who just had to take it-- but it was more like a force trying to open me, not a pain. Then he turned his arm and if felt like his fingers twisted in me. Then he pulled out and back in again. I felt a lot of pressure, but I bit my lip and was quiet. Then it was slow in and out, in and out with a lot of fingers, it felt like. And I really had to pee, bad. "Okay, boy. Take a look," dad said, with is fingers inside me. "Before you do, Petey, I want you to know that all the work you did with the dildo, even though it was behind my back, made you incredibly flexible back there. I'll bet there is no other eleven-year-old that can do what you're doing right now." "I'm not doing anything." "Just look, Peter." Dad moved the mirror. It took a lot of tries, moving the mirror, especially that dad hand one hand busy with my butt, so he only had one hand to do the mirror, but he got it right on the third try. I could not believe what I saw in the mirror. I thought maybe dad put a picture on the mirror and made it look real. Then I could see it was real. All four of daddy's fingers were stuck WAY up inside my butt. "It feels wonderful, I said." I was out of breath. My head was spinning. I looked at my dick and it looked weird. I kept looking, but I didn't know what I was seeing. Dad slid his fingers out of me. I still wanted his dick there. "Peter, you have more precum now." I was so excited! I finally could see what it was. I saw this really cool puddle. I wanted to know how it tasted, so I bent way over, and licked the stuff off the end of my dick. I slid my lips down a little so I could get it all, then after I sucked a little, I sat up and pulled away. "Peter! My God! You can do that?" dad said, his arms shaking, "It looks like you can do auto-fellatio." "I don't think so dad. I can't even say that." "Suck your own dick, I mean!" I felt dad back in position, over me with his dick touching my hole, making me shiver. "It's a good thing, son. We'll talk about it later." Dad sounded excited. "Oh. Oh! I feel--ohh dad!" Dad was pressing his big dick a little harder against my hole now. It wasn't moving in yet, but if felt really good. "O--kay now, boy!" Dad said, panting. "If it hurts, just--yell stop. If it's--really bad, yell for me to pull out." "Dad, did I make you horny again?" "Oh . . . oh yes, Peter . . . very horny, son. I'll . . . explain later." "I'm sexy, right, dad? WAIT! Oh! I feel it. Dad, I--Owrrgghh! Uhhh . . . UH! Oh, yesssss!!" "Peter! Does it hurt?" "No. It did when you first went in. Now it . . . just feels good and makes me very horny dad. I feel like I'm gonna pee, too." "Okay, Peter, I'm--I'm . . . going deeper." "Oh, yeah . . . oh, yeah dad!" The way he slid into me was like his whole self going in me, making my whole body have those good feelings. "Peter, I'm all the way in! I'm pumping you." "Is it for real dad? Am I getting fucked?" I wanted that so bad. Whatever we were doing, it was fine with me as long as I was getting fucked. That made me so horny just to think about. "Oh, yeah, boy . . . my precious Peter--I'm fucking you . . . OHHH! And loving you!" After he said that, I was really dizzy--my whole body felt so good all over. Dad was yelling and shaking but his dick going in and out fast, I was in heaven. It hurt a little when he would go real deep and slam into me hard, but I liked it all. I liked HIM inside me. I felt so many good things. That's a very important part of him and he was letting it be in ME. My whole body was happy thinking that. I knew I would want him there again. A lot. I hoped that was okay. "Ohhh DAD! DAD! I think I'm--" "Peter you're cumming! I can see it!" See it? I bent my head and could not believe I saw a little precum squirt up, then two tiny squirts of white stuff. "It's CUM! I can CUM! I'm GROWING, dad!!" I think that's when I blacked out. dad_peter_story@hotmail.com CHAPTER END: I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 8 (of lots, I hope) Put PETER or WANTED DAD in your email subject, or I'll think it's spam. I really hope you like the story so far, and you write to me. THANK YOU for reading. Without YOUR email, it's impossible for me to write more. I can't write unless you write. That's a plea. I have to stop writing when you stop writing emails to me. End of speech. TO THOSE WHO WROTE TO ME: THANK YOU. I try not to open SPAM, whenever possible, so please let me know your email is NOT spam by putting "PETER" or "Wanted dad" in your subject line. If you are expecting me to answer your email and you get no reply, it's likely because you forgot to put one of those phrases, or something very similar, in your subject line. You can say anything you want--about the story or not. I'll read your message carefully, short or long, and respond to you in kind. Long is nice. (Email, I mean.) If you have a criticism about the story, please say what it is, and then how you'd like me to fix the situation. If you praise something, it would mean a lot to me to know why you liked that. --Eric Please write to Eric at: dad_peter_story@hotmail.com (Your suggestions for the next chapter, or any suggestions you have in general, are also welcome. You mustn't think I'm just looking for suggestions. Anything you say, I'm interested to hear.) HIGH SCHOOL 1. crazy-for-the-boy (Matt & Shawn) .../nifty/gay/highschool/crazy-for-the-boy/ 2. I-drooled-for-brad (Brad & Robby) .../nifty/gay/highschool/i-drooled-for-brad/ 3. Erotic-dreams (One Chapter Stories, mostly) .../nifty/gay/highschool/erotic-dreams/ INCEST 4. Hot-Little-Brother (Mike & Scott) .../nifty/gay/incest/hot-little-brother/ (High School setting) 5. my-sons-sexuality (Kevin's story) .../nifty/gay/incest/my-sons-sexuality/ 6. i-wanted-my-dad (Peter's story) .../nifty/gay/incest/i-wanted-my-dad/ 7. spanking-paddling-and-brother-love (Derek, Travis, Jeff) .../nifty/gay/incest/spanking-paddling-and-brother-love/ (Brother-brother incest only; authoritarian with dad) I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 8