Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2012 21:21:08 -0400 From: Harrison Reed Subject: life with dad 4 Usual disclaimer's apply. Read at your own risk. Life with Dad Chapter 4 By H.C.R. This is it. The day I've been dreading all summer. The day I started dreading even more when me and my dad had confessed our love for each other and pretty much became as close as you can be to being married without actually being married. The last few months had been perfect. We spent almost the entire summer fucking. If we're in the same room, we have to be touching each other even if it's merely holding hands or cuddling. Granted, 99% of the time we're doing a lot more than just that. Ok, sorry. Got a little sidetracked there. Anyway, this is the first day of school. I'd always hated school. I was bullied when I was younger. It wasn't too bad, although any type of bullying for anyone feels absolutely terrible in the moment. I'll admit, school was getting better, especially since last year. I went through a phase when I kind of stopped caring about things and started saying what was on my mind. I guess people liked that about me because the people who never talked to me seemed to make an effort to get to know me a little better. These new friends resulted in the previous bullying evolving into teasing that almost all the guys experienced. I had always gotten good grades and my teachers always loved me, and that had never changed. I was actually looking forward to my 10th grade year. Well, that's an overstatement. I wasn't looking forward to it. I just didn't get depressed when I thought about it. But now, I haven't felt this terrible in a long time. For the past couple months I've been around my dad 24/7 and now I'll have to be away from him for quite a large portion of my day. We need time away from each other, I know. He has to have time to write. He always takes the summers off no matter what and writes like a maniac during the rest of the year. And obviously I have to go to school, but I just wish now that we didn't have any responsibilities in life besides each other. I'm still in his arms right now. I glance over at the clock and see that it's 4:10. Almost an hour before the alarm will go off. Dad and I had agreed to get up an hour early so we could take care of our regular morning needs before I head off to school. I can't sleep, though. I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack knowing that I'll be away from him. I cuddle into him tighter and let out a heavy sigh. I try to focus on this moment and calm down. I try to concentrate on the smell. His normal smell that always relaxes me and drives me wild at the same time. It's slightly sweaty now because we had a pretty intense love making session before bed and we both always sweat a little when we sleep. I'm suddenly all too aware of his body and my cock begins to rise. What was a blissful moment is now heated. I need him. I kiss his chest and lick his nipple. My hand traces down his side until it's rubbing his cock which is already almost completely hard. He's awake now. I can tell. I hear his head turn to the clock and then turn back. "Can't sleep?" he asks. "No," I say as I get up and straddle him. "It's only a short while before I have to leave you. I don't want to waste it on sleeping." We kiss and he asks, "Should we brush our teeth?" "It doesn't bother me if it doesn't bother you." We resume our make-out session and now I'm grinding my crotch into his. My hand are on his chest and his are going back and forth between my hips and my ass. I know this feeling all too well. Our breathing is heavy know. No longer are we softly touching, but powerfully squeezing each other. We need more. We're so hard now. He needs to stick it in something. I need it inside me. It seems only seconds after I grab the bottle of lube that he's all the way in and I'm riding him. It feels better every time, and for him too, according to his moaning. I get better every time. I didn't even realize the muscles I was building just from participating in my favorite sexual act. Well, ONE of my favorite sexual acts. I can ride him for hours, and he could hold on, but we both know this isn't sensual lovemaking. We need to cum and we want to do that as quickly as possible. He's close now. So am I. He's been stroking my cock this whole time. My dear dad. Never ceasing to think of my needs too. Well, there were a few times when we went out shopping or to dinner and he came back and just threw me on the bed and fucked my brains out. But that was very pleasurable for me too, so it really doesn't count. We're at the point of no return now. We're past moaning and whispering that we love each other. We feel for the nearest skin and grab hold of it until we've shot all the cum we have. Then, we go back to our normal sleeping position, though neither one of us will be getting any more sleep this morning. "That was so good, baby. I still - Colton? Colton are you crying?" "No." "What's wrong, baby?" "I don't want to leave you..." I can't believe I'm crying over this. I'm not a big crier. It takes relatively large, life-changing moments to make me cry like this. Dad doesn't say anything. I think he's wondering if I've gone insane. I'm wondering the same thing. He just holds me and says, "It's ok, baby. It's just a few hours." "I know. I don't know why I'm doing this. I just feel so sad." "Please don't feel sad. Just think of when you get home. You won't have any homework tonight. It's the first day. You can just leave school behind the front door and come up to bed with me." "But what do I do until then? I won't be able to stop thinking about you." "Babe, I don't know what to tell you. You just have to get through it. Get through it and know that I'll always be here waiting for you. If it's really necessary, I'm just a text away. But we both need to learn how to survive away from each other. So it's all going to be ok, ok?" I just look up with my puppy dog eyes which I'm sure are red and scary looking at this point. He laughs a little. "Come here," he says and kisses me. "You're adorable when you cry." I give him my best what-the-fuck look and he responds with, "It's true." That's why I love him. He knows exactly what to say to make me feel better. He always has. Things I hate about me are the things he finds cute. His handsome face and gorgeous body and throbbing cock and tender ass help a lot too. Dad and I got up and showered and sucked each off in there too. We had breakfast and then brushed our teeth again and by the time we'd sucked each other off again (Don't judge. We're addicted to each other. So what?), it was time to get going. I got my book bag and put my shoes on and a jacket. "Remember, son. You have an advantage over everyone. You've already had sex this morning and you have a belly full of Dad's cum to give you energy for the day." He pulled me into a deep kiss and bid me off with, "See ya, sexy." "Later, Daddy." And I left the house smiling. I couldn't wait to get back. Alright, I don't want to bore you with my day at school, so I'll give you a very shortened version. It went well. All my teachers seem nice. They're all women except for my history teacher, who's actually kind of hot. When he took attendance he actually asked me if I was related to Leo Riley, to which I of course replied that he was my dad. He said he was a big fan and that he'd like to meet him sometime. It was nice reuniting with some of my closer friends, although I mostly keep to myself, which everyone knows. And I was actually in for a bit of a surprise. Due to all my advanced classes, I was to be taking P.E. online. I know it sounds kind of silly and it kind of is. You have to just log on every day and say that you got at least 30 minutes of physical activity and complete a few health quizzes here and there. This was really good news because I had always despised gym class. I wasn't good at it and would much rather have preferred running around the track than playing football or basketball with a bunch of jocks who I'm pretty sure actually thought they were in the national league. At least the acted that way. Overall, school went pretty fast and I was ready to go home. I walked in the door and Dad was already there, nude with a semi-erection. "How was school, baby?" he asked. "Good. A bit boring but good. How was writing?" He walked over to me and said, "Let's quit the small talk and just fuck already." Our lips were connected instantly and we stumbled up the stairs. While I was undressing he kissed my neck from behind, only stopping to say, "Oh god, baby. I missed you so much." I kicked my shoes off and dropped my pants and before I knew it I was on top of him, in his arms where I belong. This was too much to handle. Everything started to get rough. Hair was pulled and skin was grabbed in a manner that was sure to leave a bruise. "Fuck me, Dad," I said. "Just take me and fucking pound me, I need it!" He responded with a devilish grin and rolled me on my back, then lubed up his cock as fast as he could. He started to push it in a lot slower than I liked. It's cute how he's still afraid of hurting me when I take every chance I get to shove his cock inside me. I grab onto him and slide myself down until he's all the way in. "That's better," I say. "Mmm... Daddy loves his little slut," he says as he starts to furiously fuck me. I love it when he gets to this point. Even if I wanted him to stop, he couldn't because he's pounding his boy and that look on his face tells me he's in heaven. Suddenly, we're both sweating and it seems like we're in a war to see who can moan the loudest. I guess we both lose because our moans can't overpower the noise coming from the bed. At this rate, we'll need a new one in a year. I know he's ready to cum because he leans down to kiss me and stays face level with me. He's looking in my eyes and I'm looking in his and I feel fantastic. He closes his eyes and slows down his thrusts and I feel him shoot. I kiss his lips but he can barely focus enough to kiss me back. I love how good I can make him feel. He falls down on me and I play with his hair and kiss his face. I would think he was sleeping if he didn't say, "You still need to cum." "Yep." "Sorry. I had that load built up all day. I couldn't hold on long." "It's ok. I was close. If you just wanna help me out..." "Say no more," he says as he gets up and kisses down my chest. He slips my still rock hard cock into his mouth and it's only maybe 30 seconds before I shoot and he swallows. He climbs back up to me and we cuddle each other. "Are you hungry?" he asks lazily. "I know you normally eat as soon as you get home from school." "No. Let's just nap." "Mmm... ok. I love you so much." "Love you too." And before I know it, everything feels heavy and I'm barely awake when I think, "This school year isn't going to be so bad, after all. Sorry it took me so long to put this up. I took a little break and then I just got lazy. I plan on writing shorter chapters but posting them a lot more often, so if you like this story and want to be notified whenever a new chapter is posted, send me an email requesting that. But while you're at it, how about giving me some feedback or telling me what you'd like to see in future chapters? Thanks to everyone who has given me feedback on the previous chapters. I hope you all enjoyed this one.