Date: Tue, 5 Oct 2010 20:24:50 +0000
From: Stoney Parks <stoneyparks@hotmail.com>
Subject: sex-with-my-dad-on-the-ranch-2

Let me tell you about the first time I sucked off my dad.  As you know from
my previous story, my dad didn't seem to get horny for me unless he was
angry about something.  This is what happened best as I recall.

I was about 11 and doing my regular evening chores, which included milking
"Red" the milk cow.  Red was one of those cows that would get pleasure from
kicking over the milk bucket about the time me, or my sisters, were through
milking.  For that reason, we used hobbles that were meant to keep this
from happening.

In my 11 year-old haste to finish my chores, I didn't get the metal hobbles
on well enough.  Of course, I didn't realize this until--yeah, you guessed
it--she kicked over the milk bucket.

It was our habit to get as much milk as we needed for in the house, then
let in her calf to finish up the job.  Well, I had just spilled our share.
Unfortunately, about that time, my dad walked into the barn and saw the
mess.  Also unfortunate for me, my mom and sisters were off to town for
some reason, and dad and me were home alone.

I could see his face turn red with anger.  He just glared at me and started
cussing under his breath.  He finally said, "Now what is the calf gonna
drink after you take all the milk.  There won't be anything left for him.
Get over there on the granary steps and let me milk this cow".

I did as told, because my dad could get really mad if I didn't do exactly
as told once he was started.  I watched him finish milking the cow, then
let her out to the corral.  Of course, her calf was through another door to
the barn wondering where his supper was.  My dad made me strip off my jeans
and underwear; tied my hands together and above my head to the stanchion
that held the cows head.  Then he let in the calf and encouraged it to suck
on my dick as though it were his mommy's tit.  His tongue was rough, I was
scared that he would hurt me and I wasn't very happy about this.  However,
I could tell that my dad was excited by it.  It wasn't long before he had
his dick out and was encouraging the calf to suck him instead of me.  Once
Dad's dick came out, I was way more excited by all that was happening,
because I hadn't seen his dick for months.  I was really excited by
watching the calf suck on my dad's pecker.  I think my dad knew that I was
because I was now really stiff, whereas I was not at all when that calf was
messing with my dick.

I could see the wheels turning in my dad's eyes.  He said, "you'd like to
be sucking your daddy's dick, wouldn't you boy"?  I could only look at him
with a combination of fear and desire, and my little heart was beating
really fast.  He said "Answer me boy" and I just shook my head slowly up
and down.

Well, he quickly put that calf back out in his pen, loosened my hands and
stuck his dick right up to my mouth.  He said "taste it boy;'" kiss your
daddy's dick".  I was in heaven and pretended like it was a Tootsie Roll
Pop.  It didn't take Dad long to shoot a bunch of cum in my mouth and on my
face.  I will never forget it.

After that, when he was in a good mood, and no one else was at home,
sometimes I could get him to let me suck him, but he always made me beg for
it some, and never suggested it himself.  I think he thought that if he
didn't instigate it, he wasn't doing anything wrong.

stoneyparks@hotmail.com (Comments welcome.)