Date: Thu, 9 Apr 2009 03:40:35 -0400 From: Jon Patterson Subject: just me and my dad part 1 The story contains imagined sexual activity between a boy and his father. If this offends you in anyway, then don't read it. This never happened blah blah blah usual disclaimer. After mom left, it was just my dad and I. I don't really think he cared that she was gone. His personality didn't change, and he never once expressed feelings of sadness that his "soul mate" had gone. Well, not really soul mates anymore. Perhaps long ago, when they were truly in love. However, the last few years did not seem to be full of love. Most nights were accompanied by one of them yelling at the other for the most ridiculous reasons. I remember one time my dad had to sleep on the couch for three days just because he didn't put the toilet seat down. Was it really that big of a deal? I guess it was to my mom. I never really cared for her, due to the fact that she rarely expressed concern for my well-being. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I wasn't devastated that she was gone, and neither was my dad. Actually, I was pretty excited to live with only my dad. You see, being a 13-year-old boy right in the middle of puberty, my hormones were raging like crazy. However, when my friends would talk about the girls they'd like to fuck, I was often thinking about the guys I'd like to fuck. That's right, I'm pretty sure I'm gay. I don't know why, but there is something attractive about a man's body that I just can't find in a girl. The one man I want more than anyone is my dad. I don't know why, but there is something about him that makes me get instantly hard whenever I think about him naked. I had only seen him naked a few times, due to the fact that my mom is really anal about stuff like that. She would yell at me for simply wearing my underwear around the house. Now that she's gone, I'm hoping that I will see a lot more of my dad naked, or at least somewhat clothed. My dad is 38 years old, in pretty good shape (he's not a fatty but he's no Michael Phelps). One of the things I find really hot about my dad is how hairy his body is. Body hair is one of my turn ons, and I often searched for pictures of hairy men on the internet. I haven't seen him naked in a few years, but from what I remember, his crotch is like a damn jungle. He's got hairs going every which way. I, on the other hand, only have a few short hairs growing around the base of my 5-inch dick. I'm only about 5' 3" and roughly 100 pounds. I guess you could say I'm a pretty small kid. I have short blonde hair, often a buzz cut, which reveals all of my facial features. I like to think of myself as a pretty good-looking kid. After a few weeks of living with just my dad, I had noticed a little less modesty. My dad was often in his underwear and a t-shirt, which I had no complaints about. His tight underwear outlined his cock and balls perfectly, and this was often the image of my fantasies. I would picture myself rubbing his dick through his underwear, making him hard, and ripping off his underwear. I would then imagine him doing the same to me. My fantasies often included him sucking me off until I came in his mouth, which is usually when I came in real life. I had been cumming for roughly a year and a half, and boy did it feel good. One day, while I was right in the middle of jacking off, my computer suddenly froze and would not work, even after I restarted it. "Hey dad," I yelled, "my computer won't work!" I received no response, so I started to walk around my house looking for my dad. "Dad! DAD!" I yelled. Finally getting a response, I walked towards his study. "What do ya need Pete?" he asked. He hardly ever called me by Peter. "My computer broke and I need to use one for school" I explained. "Here, use mine, I was about to go take a shower anyway" he replied. "Thanks dad." I walked towards his computer chair and sat down as he got up. "Just turn it off when you're done using it, ok? I don't wanna waste power if no one is using it," he said. "Alright" I responded. I pretended to research something on the internet until I knew that my dad was in the shower. Then I started thinking to myself, "dad hasn't had anyone to fuck lately. He's probably been jackin off a ton." Checking to make sure he was still in the shower, I browsed through my dad's favorites, his history, and his cookies but came up with nothing. As I was about to give up, I remembered that there is a search function on the computer. I quickly went to it, and searched for folders containing the word sex. I was quickly rewarded and opened up the folder. Inside the folder were two more folders labeled pics and vids. I clicked on the one labeled pics, but was disappointed to see a bunch of pics of girl on girl action. This did not interest me, so I moved on to the folder labeled vids. I was again disappointed to find all girl stuff, until I noticed a folder at the bottom labeled other. I clicked on it, and was amazed at what I found. My dad had a ton of pics of guys fucking each other! It was a dream come true. Not only had I found a huge stockpile of gay porn, this meant my dad was gay, or at least bisexual. Maybe that's why he and mom fought all the time. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, I noticed another folder named boys. I was expecting to find pics of 18 year olds, but was amazed when I found boys my age, and some even younger, being fucked and sucked by older men. "Could this day get any better?" I thought to myself. Just then I heard the shower shut off. I quickly closed out of the folder and opened up something that looked like homework. A few minutes later, my dad walked in and asked how I was doing. "Better than ever" I replied. I flashed my dad a smile and turned back to the computer. I was so excited with all of this new information about my dad I could hardly think straight. Later that night, while my dad and I were sitting on the couch watching tv, I formulated a plan to seduce my dad. "I'm gonna go change for bed during this commercial" I told him. "You better hurry up, you don't wanna miss any of the game!" he shouted at me. I ran to my bedroom, put on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, and returned to the couch. My dad didn't say anything about the way I was dressed, and I assumed that he actually liked it. It gave him a perfect view of my nice, smooth, thighs. A few minutes later, my dad got up to get something to drink, and I arranged my leg so that, if he looked down at me again, he would have a perfect view of my crotch. He soon returned to the couch, and, out of the corner of my eye, I could see him glancing over at my cock and balls. My plan was working. My dad was checking me out. I couldn't believe this was happening. It was a dream come true. I decided to take it to the next level. "Hey dad, I have to ask you something," I said. I really hoped this worked. "What is it bud?" he asked, trying hard not to glance at my dick while I was watching. "Well, I was thinking, since mom isn't here anymore with all her rules, what, uhhh, what would you think about, uhh, walking around the house with, uhh, you know, nothing on?" I stuttered nervously. "Well, if you really want to, go ahead," he answered. "Well, I was kinda hoping that you would join me. You know, like, a just us guys sort of thing." God damn I was so nervous. I really hoped this worked. "You know Pete, to be honest, I was kinda thinking the same thing. It's just us guys here. Why shouldn't we walk around in the nude? It's how God created us! Shouldn't we be in our natural state?" I was so glad he said yes. This day just keeps on improving. "We might as well start now" I suggested. I stood up, removed my shirt, and removed my boxers. I felt a sense of relief while at the same time a sense of openness that I did not necessarily like at first. My dad, not wanting to make me feel uncomfortable, stood up, removed his t-shirt, then his short, and, lastly, his underwear. When I saw his hairy crotch, I could have died. It was without a doubt the sexiest thing I had ever seen. His low hanging balls were covered with hair, and all I wanted to do was reached out and play with them. However, I restrained myself and sat back down on the couch, as did my father. We continued watching the tv until I implemented the last part of my plan. "Hey dad," I said, "I have something to tell you." "What is it?" he asked. "Today, while I was using your computer, I came across a folder with pictures of young boys having sex. Please don't be mad. I didn't mean to find it!" I pleaded. "Oh, you found that, huh. Well, I guess I have some explaining to do. When I was a kid, your uncle and I would fool around a lot. You know, play with each other's dicks and what not. Your uncle eventually grew out of it, but ever since then, I've had an attraction to young boys. It's just something about how smooth and innocent their bodies are. And, to be honest Pete, you are one of the sexiest boys I've ever seen." It felt so good to hear those words come out of his mouth. "You really mean it?" "Yeah. You are definitely the cutest kid I've ever seen" "Well, I was kind of hoping that you and I could do some of those things that were on your computer." I was practically begging for it. "Only if you really want to," he told me. "Oh I really want to. I've had the hots for you for so long dad" I told him. Then I reached out my hand and began rubbing his semi hard cock. God it felt so nice and warm in my hand. My dream was finally coming true. As I was rubbing his dick, my dad began rubbing mine with his left hand, grabbing my head with his right. He pulled me in for a kiss. Our lips touched ever so softly, and I felt his tongue enter my mouth. I returned this with my tongue, and soon our tongues were dancing around in each other's mouths. My first real kiss. I'm so glad that it's with him. "Mmm, yeah, that feels soooo good Pete. God I've wanted to do this to you for so long" he said as he continued rubbing my cock. We continued kissing and rubbing each other's dicks for a little bit, then my dad broke the kiss. He got down on his knees in front of me and started licking up and down my cock like a kid on a popsicle. He sucked on my balls a little bit, paying attention to each one. Then he took my entire dick in his mouth and started sucking on it, pleasing all of the sensitive spots with his tongue. This was way better than jacking off. My dad continued going up and down, and I knew I wouldn't last long. "Mmmm, yeah dad, suck my fuckin cock. Yeah, that feels so fucking good," I said. Talking dirty made me even hornier, and I knew I was on the brink of cumming. "I'm gonna cummmm!" I shouted. This made my dad suck even harder and faster, and soon I was shooting hot jets of boy cum into my dad's mouth. He continued sucking until he got all of it out. Then he slowly released my cock from my mouth. He moved back up to me, and kissed me. I could taste some of my cum on his lips, which made things even more erotic, if that's even possible. I knew I had to return the favor, so I got down in front of my dad and took the head of his cock into my mouth. I started tongueing (anyone know if that's spelled correctly? Haha) his piss slit, which made him moan even harder. I brought my right hand up to his ball sack and started rolling his nuts around. My dad reached down with his hands and pushed me down on his cock. I gagged at first, but after a few minutes I was able to take most of his cock down my throat. "God, your mouth feels sooooo goood. You're a natural born cocksucker, you know that? Yeah, you want your daddies cum, don't you!" he yelled out. This made me suck even harder and faster, and soon I felt my dad's cock swell up. Soon hot jets of my dad's cum started flooding my mouth, and more came out than I could handle. It started dribbling out of my mouth and down his dick. After I was sure there was no more cum, I released his cock. "That is the best blow job I've ever gotten" my dad muttered in between breaths. "Dad, I love you!" I shouted. I moved up and gave my dad a big ol' kiss on the lips. We continued making out for a little bit until I eventually just wanted to cuddle in his chest. I fell asleep that way. This was definitely the best day of my life. To be continued? I don't know. Send comments please: boytoy513@hotmail.com All comments welcomed, especially critical ones. Anything helpful is welcomed; just don't be a jackass about it. If anyone would like to proof read my next story, just tell me. Thanks!