Date: Tue, 15 Mar 2005 18:08:11 -0500 From: shadowlawn Subject: My Dad - Part Two You don't really need read part one of my story to make part two hot, but it would help you understand how what happens happened. Any ways my name is Kyle, I'm 16, a junior in high school and gay. I've been jerking off since I was 13, gotten blow jobs from a older gay guy who works at the library and I've messed around with my friend Jeff, What I really wanted though was to blow my dad. He's the greatest dad in the world but he's straight. For a long time I thought there was not a chance that I'd ever be able to do what I wanted to him, even if he is totally cool about sex. Like I said I figured out a while back that I was gay. I thought about telling dad, but I just didn't know how to do it. I was pretty sure he'd be cool with it, but still I just didn't know how to come out with it. There didn't ever seem to be a right time. If I thought that I could say I'm gay and I want to suck your cock and he'd let me I would have done it in a heart beat, but I was pretty sure that wasn't ever going to happen. Then one day things changed and I thought that maybe I could get to blow my dad. Dad goes to the gym three times a week (at least most times) on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, before going to work. On those days he leaves at 6:30 which is long before I have to catch the bus to go to school. He also doesn't get home from work until sometime between 5:30 and 6:00 which is a couple or more hours after I get back home. Well this one particular Friday I had a term paper due and I hadn't gotten around to finishing it. I really didn't want to have to face my English teacher and tell her that I hadn't finished, because she'd given us a month to do it in. So I decided that I'd skip school for the day and work on it over the weekend and hand it in on Monday. I would tell dad I felt sick after he'd left for the gym. He'd believe me and so would school because I'm really a pretty good student and almost never screw up. My story would be totally believable. I was up in my room playing a game on my computer, it was only 8:15 (I catch the bus at 7:30 and school starts at 8:00) when I heard what sounded like a car pull into the driveway. I looked out the window and it was not one, but two cars. My dad and his workout buddy Brian Brewer. They were just getting out of the car and both still dressed in their gym clothes. I freaked out. I certainly didn't look sick and I'm not a very good faker when it comes to things like that. I'd planned on telling dad that I was sick all morning, but that I'd gotten better in the afternoon before he got home from work. I wasn't thinking straight and didn't want to get caught. For some stupid reason I closed my bedroom door and hid in my closet. I had no idea what dad was doing home or why Brian was with him, but I hoped they wouldn't stay too long. I heard them come through the front door but instead of going into the living room or kitchen like I was expecting, they headed down the hall toward the bedrooms. I knew I about to get busted. Then I heard my dad say, " I sure am ready for this. What's it been two, three months since the last time we were able to get together?" "Too long, that's for damn sure." I heard Brian reply. I couldn't imagine what they were talking about. Then I thought that maybe they were going to get stoned together. That idea was wrong from the next things they said. "Bri, do you want me to grab a quick shower before we get going?" "No, I have to be at work no later than 10 for a meeting and unlike you I'm not the boss so I can't be late. Besides I like you sweaty and smelling like a real man." "Great, cause I'm so horny I don't want to wait another minute to feel your mouth wrapped around my cock." I couldn't believe what I was heard. Could it be my dad was gay? No! It couldn't be. But I knew what I heard. I felt my knees go weak and I kind of slid to the floor. I just sat there holding my breath and waiting to hear more. By this time they had already gone into dad's room which was at the end of the hall. Very quietly I stood up and opened my closet door. I went to my bedroom door and opened it a crack to look down to the end of the hall. Dad's door was still open and I could just see the corner of the foot of his bed. I could also see part of his bare right foot pointing up on that corner. Then I heard him. "Oh yeah, lick my balls, that feels so fucking good. God I need this so bad.." Then it was quite for a few seconds and then I heard dad again. "Fuck yeah, swallow that big cock, eat it all. You are the best fucking cock sucking son of bitch I've ever known. Slow down a little or it's going to end before either of us wants it to. That it, nice and slow." I couldn't help myself. I had to see if I could get closer and maybe see what was happening. Did I mention that I was naked? Well I was and my own cock was just about as hard as it could get. It pointed the way as I snuck out of my room and crept very slowly down the hall. My dad was moaning and groaning and sounding like he was in total heaven. At this point I didn't even care if I got caught, like I just had to have a look. So as I reached the doorway I got down on the floor and just peeked in. My dad was stretched out naked on the bed with (thank God) his eyes closed and his hands under his head. Brian was kneeling between his legs, still with his gym clothes on and going to town on my dad's big dick. (At least that's what it looked like because I really couldn't see dad's cock.) From what I could tell they both looked like they were enjoying themselves big time. I had a hard time not grabbing my own hard pecker and jerking it off right there in the hall. But I figured I'd seen what I wanted to and very quickly and quietly turned around and headed back to my room. Just as I reached my door dad began to moan and then almost yelled out. "Get ready, I'm gonna cum, OH FUCK. Take it you motherfucker. Swallow it. OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" Then it got real quite for a minute. Then I heard dad say, "that was fucking awesome, you just get better and better." "Practice make perfect. Now just let me suck it till I can get off." Then Brian started in moaning and you could tell he had a mouthful, which of course he did. I went into my room and back in the closet. I got on the floor and immediately jerked off one of the best cums of my life. 30 minutes later both Brian and dad had showered and left. I got out of the closet and took a shower of my own. Then I went back into my room and jerked again just thinking about my dad getting his cock sucked. I figured out that he wasn't gay, but that he was happy to have a gay guy suck his cock, just like me with the guy at the library, except that I turned out to be gay. It was then that I started to make my plans. If you read part one you know that I know that my dad jerks off. As a matter of fact the first time I ever jerked off was with him holding me and that was right after he'd jerked off to show me what it was all about. Since then I'd suggested more than once that we do it together, but he always refused. He never just gave me a plain no, but said that the time wasn't really right for him. I knew he still did it though because I sometime would hear him doing it in his room. Sometimes he'd have an XXX rated video on in his room, but I never had the nerve to just go into his room at those times. Now that I knew about Brian I got a little more brave. I wanted to make sure he was good and horny so I let a few days go by after Brian's visit. Then I'd wait awake at night listening for some clue that he was jerking off. I'd leave my room and listen outside of his room. If he caught me I planned on saying I was just going to the bathroom. Then a week later, it was the following Friday night, I had a feeling that dad might be ready to do it. He and I smoked a couple of joints while watching TV. Dad had told me that smoking pot sometimes made him horny. So when at 10 he said that he was ready to go to bed I figured he was going to do it. I told him I was going to stay up and watch a movie and he said fine. I waited about 10 minutes and then very quietly sneaked down the hall. His bedroom door was closed. (He usually keeps it opened, so I was pretty sure he was doing it.) I could hear, very soft, the sound of an XXX movie playing. I had my plan ready and took a deep breath. I knocked one time on the door and without waiting for him to answer just opened it and walked in. Sure enough there he was stretched out naked on the bed with his big cock hard in his hand. I pretended that I didn't notice. "Dad, I need to talk to you." Dad didn't seem at all embarrassed, he just lay there with his hard dick in his hand. "Excuse me Kyle, but I think you can see that I'm really not ready for a talk just at the moment." "But that's just it, I want to talk about sex," I said not giving up. Dad sighed and said, "Well I guess if it's that important I can tend to business later." He sat up on the bed, his stiff cock still pointing up toward the ceiling. "Come sit on the bed and tell me what going on and what's so important." "Dad, I'm gay." "What?" "I'm gay, I guess I always have been." "Are you sure? I mean have you had sex with, uh, with other boys?" "Dad, I'm gay, I'm sure, and yes I've had sex. I've had blow jobs and I've given blow jobs and I like it. I'm gay." "Kyle I love you. It doesn't matter to me if you're gay, you know that. We'll deal with it. I just want you to be happy. Nothing else matters. There's absolutely nothing wrong with being gay so you have nothing to worry about." "I know that dad, you've always told me that. But..." I paused because I needed extra nerve to say what was coming next. "but, there's more." "You're not sick are you? You've practiced safe sex I hope?" I laughed a little nervously, "no nothing like that. It's, it's ah, I want to blow you." I just said it out loud, after thinking it so long and it just sort of hung there. He didn't seem to even blink. I wasn't sure he heard what I said. He just looked at me for what seemed like forever. Finally he smiled. "Kyle that just isn't possible. I'm your father and that cannot happen." "Why not?" "Because that's incest. Besides I'm not gay. I couldn't do anything in return, it would be just one sided and that's not fair besides everything else. What you need is to find a nice boy your on age." I'd thought about it so long that I was ready. "I don't want another boy, at least not right now. I want to suck your cock. It may be incest, but it's not the kind of incest that would lead to bad things." He taught me too well and I was using what he'd taught me against his own arguments. "We can't produce a retarded baby and you're not using your power to take advantage of me, I want this more than anything. And I know you're not gay and won't do anything in return, but that doesn't matter. I will get all the pleasure I want just from sucking you. You don't know how happy it would make me." He sighed and shook his head, but at the same time I noticed that his dick was still rock hard and pulsing. "Besides I know you don't mind getting blow jobs from guys." Then almost in a whisper I said, "I know about Brian Brewer." "How? How do you know that? Have you had sex with Brian?" "No, though I wouldn't mind. I saw you together. I stayed home from school sick last Friday and you didn't know I was home, and well I just heard what was going on. So I figured if you let Brian why not let me?" By this time my dad was in a state of shock. I think there was so much information that his hard drive was in overload. He looked me straight in the eyes and shrugged. I wasn't really sure, but I took it for OK I give up. I was sitting right next to him and I reached out and took his hard cock in my hand. He looked a little startled but didn't resist. I began to jerk him off real slow like. He sighed and put his head back and closed his eyes. I couldn't believe it was really going to happen. I moved to kneel between his legs and he opened them wide for me. I continued to pump his hard cock up and down. I he didn't lift his head or open his eyes, but I heard him whisper. "Are you sure this is what you want? Are you certain this will make you happy?" I didn't answer. Instead I lowered my head, opened my mouth and swallowed my dad's cock. It was an incredible experience, he ran his hands over my head and shoulders lovingly while I made love to him through his cock and balls using my lips and tongue to give him as much pleasure as a mouth can give. He didn't talk dirty the way he did to Brian, instead he told me how much he loved me and how good I was making him feel. It lasted about 15 minutes and then I felt his cock grow thicker, his legs became stiff and then my mouth filled with his warm, thick cum. The same cum that had made me and it tasted wonderful. I rolled it around in my mouth and then swallowed every drop. When he was finished he took me into his arms and kissed me on the lips, his tongue entered my mouth and I knew he could taste himself. While he kissed and hugged me he grabbed my hard cock in his hands and pumped it until I sprayed my cum between us. We fell asleep in each other arms.