Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 20:35:19 -0600 From: Cowboy Boots Subject: My big cowboy dad - part 3 I woke up next morning to the smell of cigar smoke in my room, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and tried to focus on the figure of dad sitting in my desk chair. He was in his robe and was puffing on one of his big cigars. His back was towards me and he was looking at my computer screen. He heard me stirring in my bed and he said, "so I see you're into cigars and cock, son." "Dad....", I didn't know what to say, it was 7am and I was off my wits. Dad chuckled a bit around his cigar, sending plumes of smoke into the air above him. He heard the fear and embarrassment in my shakey voice. "It's okay boy, I'll love you no matter what you are or do", he assured me. I just sat there in my bed in awe of the moment and with a morning piss hardon. Dad sat quietly for a couple of minutes clicking on links and pages I couldn't see as his huge hulking body blocked my view. "You like older men?", asked my pop while clicking away. "Y-yes sir", I stammered. "Henry, son, cut that out, I'm not gonna flip out on you or kick your ass or out of my house, I just want you to be honest with me." He spun around in my desk chair, his massive frame making it look like doll furniture. My pop's eyes met mine and I watched as he puffed on the usual large dark cigar chomped in the corner of his mouth. He hadn't shaved yet and his thick fast growing reddish stubble gave his jaw line, chin and cheeks a fuzzy look. His robe was tied but he wasn't wearing underwear for once and a big fat soft sausage still nearly a foot long hung over my chairs seat. It looked like it didn't change much in size between erect and soft, it was still beer can thick and the head while certainly smaller looked like a silvery pink plum. "Son, I love you more than anything in the world and I want to know you... I don't want you to have secrets that you think you can't share with your old man", he asserted. "Yes sir. Dad, I am gay and I like older men, big men that smoke big fat cigars and look like... Well, like you, dad", I said, a weight being lifted off my shoulders. "I've always loved watching you enjoy your cigars dad, I don't know how but it has become a sexual thing" "Son, since we're being honest here, cigars get me off too. Many times a cigar is just a cigar for me, I've enjoyed them ever since yer grandad got me started on 'em. BUT just like you some how it became something I would do when in played with my dick and it just took hold". "So you like guys too, dad? Are you bi?" I asked. "No, not that I know of", he laughed. "I've always loved women, your mom. Dunno how a cock shaped cigar gets me off without being gay but... Well I dunno". "Uh... Speaking of mom, where is she?" I chimed. "She's up at your aunt Carols for the day. We got the day to ourselves", he assured me. "Dad I hope you don't mind me asking, but I gotta, about last night..." Dad cuts me off, "this thing here?", he says lifting up his huge soft daddy meat. "Yes! THAT thing, it looks like you stole it off a horse, dad!", I exclaimed, getting a little confident. Dad looked at his cigar in thought then brought it to his mouth for a strong draw, exhaling a big cloud of blue smoke. "Well there's a story to it really, I guess you could say I kind of did get it from a horse", dad said, puffing some more on his big cigar that by this time was about half smoked. I leaned forward a bit and cocked my head to the side with a befuddled look on my face, waiting for this story to begin. "Dad?..... Yeah you were saying?!", I said urging him on. I thought to myself, waiting for him to begin, "He got it got it from a horse? What the hell is he talking about?" Dad grinned and took another draw on his stogie. "Okay okay. Not much to tell really. When I was a couple years younger than you I was helping you grandad groom the horses and we had this one mare that was a bit of a handful and unpredictable. I was brushing her down and she hauled off and kicked me right in my crotch. I went flying and got knocked unconscious. Woke up in the hospital where I was told my pelvis was broken and I was lucky I was gonna gonna keep my penis and balls. I had gone thru surgery to pin my pelvis so it could heal right and had ice packs all over my my crotch. When they were checking my incision I saw the whole area was bruised and swollen. It looked God awful but they told me the swelling would go away and I would be good as new, just not to expect to father children. As time went by my dick looked better and the bruising went away but my dick didn't go down in size. Doc said I was just going through puberty. But my dick over the next couple years just kept getting bigger and bigger. Thankfully by the time I was your age it seemed to stop growing, but maybe just got a bit thicker, which I didn't need. The doc kept an eye on it through the time it was growing and he was surprised I was able to get erect. He actually measured it and told me it would be too big to fit in a woman even if I wanted to try to father children. Anyway, that's where this thing came from, a matter of getting injured during puberty and unusual healing." "Wow!" I said with my mouth agape. "That's an incredible story dad. Wait, if you can't father children... How did you and mom?.... How did it?.... Am I not your son?" I said with worry and panic in my voice. I sat looking confused and kind of devastated. Dad took notice and he lifted his huge body out of my poor little chair and walked to my bed, sat his stogie on the edge of my night table, and sat on the bed. He put his giant hand under my chin and lifted my head and brought my eyes up to look at him. "Son, you are my son, silly, my BIOLOGICAL SON! The doctor was wrong, I can and did father a kid, you. Your mom and me couldn't do things the old fashioned way cuz this thing don't fit but yer mom and me wanted kids. We used a turkey baster!", He chuckled. I laughed too, the fear was all gone. "Oh my god, dad, are you serious?" "Yeah buddy, this thing has never fit, but we found a way. It was simple enough, but it worked, here you are!", dad smiled. It dawned on me. "Dad... Wait... So you're a virgin? You've never had sex?" Dad reach for his cigar and relit it, sending smoke all over my bed. He took a long draw. "Well son, yes of course I've had sex, there's all kinds of sex. I've just never been able to penetrate before but I've always had fun with my sex life. Just every once in a while I need to feel a hot wet hole on me and that's when I use that AV you saw me with. It's as close to the real thing as I'm gonna get, short of fuckin a mare or cow", dad chuckled. "Son, one more thing", Henry Sr. looked his son sternly in the eye. "Yeah dad?" "Son, I'm hungry as a bear, let's go make some breakfast!l" Stay tuned for part 4. Hope y'all are enjoying the story so far. Comments? Cwbyboot@gmail.com