Date: Wed, 19 Aug 2015 01:42:58 -0400 From: Milford Slabaugh Subject: Talking Daddy Into It TALKING DADDY INTO IT By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM WWW.TOMMYHAWKSROGUEMOON.COM [Note: This story involves a father and his underaged son having a sexual encounter. As always, my stories are fantasies with no basis in reality either intended or implied, I personally have a clearly defined border between fantasy and reality in my own life and can enjoy these sort of stories with no desire to go out and emulate them in my own life. But if stories of this sort offend you, please, spare yourself and read no further. I write a wide variety of stories (it's what lets me stay so prolific) so check back next week for a story of mine that may not go too far for you.] * * * * * I was dragging as I got home that afternoon, and Mom saw me looking like my dog just died. "What's the matter, Jake, honey?" she asked me. "Ohhhh!" I threw my baseball glove down on the cabinet and sat down at the table where my mother was pouring me a glass of milk. "Our assistant coach has quit. He's moving to Las Vegas, he said, and can't help coach our team any more." "Oh, baby!" my mother empathized. She knew what that meant, if a team didn't have at least three coaches to act as chaperones, we couldn't go on any away games and would have to forfeit all the games; it would end any hope of us winning any awards this summer. "Coach says if one of our fathers will promise to go on all our away games with us, then we can still compete." I said hopefully. Mom didn't have to ask me what I was thinking. "Well, you can ask your father if he'll agree. But oh, honey, you know how tired he gets on his job every night. He's in there still sleeping." My daddy worked nights, it was one reason why he'd be available for our away games, that were always on weekends, Saturday and Sunday, a full weekend of two games for each trip, and my Dad had Friday and Saturday nights off, he could meet us for the trip real early on Saturday morning, go on the trip and be home in time to work Sunday night as usual. "But we have to get somebody, the first game is this weekend!" I moaned. And it was already Thursday! "You'd better go in there, wake him up, and ask him. But don't be upset if he says no, he does work really hard every night." Mom said again. "Tell him dinner will be ready in another hour." "I will." I said with a certain satisfaction. I'd been told how to convince my Daddy. Before getting home, I'd run into some guys on the sidewalk, high school boys, who'd seen me and overheard me talking to my neighbor/friend about trying to get my Daddy to agree to come on the away games. My friend had said, "You'll never talk your Dad into doing that, no more'n I could talk my Dad into it." And the guys had overhead, and one had laughed and said, "You just have to know how to convince him, kid!" I'd asked how and they'd told me, while my friend had walked on to his own home. The high school boys were laughing as I walked away like they'd played a joke on me, but I didn't care. We had to have someone, right away, so I was ready to give their idea, any idea, a try. If it didn't work, then we were going to lose both the away games this weekend for sure, which was why I'd been so downcast when I'd walked in the door and Mom had seen me. Daddy was lying on the bed, on top of the covers, wearing only a pair of briefs. It had been really hot this week, and our family didn't have air conditioning. I paused a while and looked at Daddy. He was really a big, nicely-muscled guy, he was wide-shouldered, thin-waisted, with biceps like oranges and upper legs like watermelons. His chest had a thick scattering of brown hair darker than the hair on his head, enough to make his muscles look all textured and soft and warm and inviting. I felt like getting into bed with him and just cuddling up with him and taking a nap like that. But I had some convincing to do. I got undressed, all the way down to my bare skin. My skinny body wasn't enough to shake the bed very much, Daddy never stirred as I crawled in and got hold of his underwear. I carefully slid it down his thighs, I didn't want to wake him up just yet. He moaned once and my heart leapt up into my throat, but he didn't move any, and after a moment, I pulled on the briefs again. When his underpants were pulled down past his knees, they were easy to pull on off, and I did, threw them onto the floor. Now Daddy and I were naked on the bed together. I sidled up between those legs, looking at my Daddy's dong, soft and grayish and crinkled up in a small curve of flesh against his balls. I looked up quick at Daddy's face, all soft and masculine in his sleep with eyes closed and mouth slightly open, soft almost-snores escaping his lips and teeth just visible inside. If I could make this work, it would be a lot easier. I had to get his cock up from his balls and in my mouth, and maybe get it stiff, before he woke up. I went onto all fours and lowered my face and his cock was warm and kind of sticky-tasting on my tongue as I licked it. I worked it around with my tongue-tip and then with it straightened out, I used my tongue like a spatula to lift it up enough to place it between my lips, and as I did, I felt it jerk and stiffen up. I closed my lips just as I heard my Daddy's voice. "What? Huh? What?" He'd woken up. I didn't have much time, I began to work my lips back and forth on his pud as quick as I could, I had to get it hard, now! It stiffened rapidly, but then his hands caught hold of my head and pulled me bodily off his prong. That was kind of okay, as it had been swelling up like crazy and I was having trouble holding it all inside my mouth, it was shoving down my throat so much. I was raised up, and up and up. Daddy finally stopped lifting when I was back up on my hands and knees and his cock was a nine-inch tall tower between us. "What are you doing here, Son? You had my dick in your mouth, are you crazy?" "Nu-uh." I said. "I need to talk you into something." "Talk me into something?" "Yeah." I said. "My team needs another parent to go on the away games, and we got one this weekend. Could you please be the third parent for my team, Daddy, you wouldn't have to go to games or nothing, just the away games on weekends, I promise!" "Oh, Jake!" Daddy started trying to figure out how to tell me no, he wouldn't do it, even though he knew that baseball was my favorite thing to do this summer, and all my friends were on the team and we were having trouble getting parents in the game with us. But the thing is, while he was thinking, he let go of his hard grip on my head. So I dived right back down onto his cock. I couldn't get it all inside my mouth any more, it had grown too big for that, but I could suck down the head and a bit of the shaft. I bobbed up and down a few times on Daddy's dong before he caught hold of me again. "Son, now, Son, cut that out." he said as he pulled me off again. "Now, I don't know why you think sucking on my cock would make me change my mind here, but I can't spend every other weekend away from this house at some motel, babysitting a bunch of kids. It's the only time I get to rest and spend some time with you." "But you'd spend time with me on the trip." I begged him. "And on the weekends you're here, I'd let you spend all your time with Mom if you wanted. And I'd do all your chores like mowing the yard and cleaning out the gutters and taking out the trash, so you could just rest and relax. Honest!" The thought of all those house chores out of the way was enough to get him to turn loose again. "Well, now, Son...." And I was locked onto his cock again. This time, he just sighed and said, as I bobbed up and down, "What am I going to do with you?" "I lifted my lips off just long enough to say, "You're going to have to let me try to convince you, I guess." "I guess so." Daddy sighed. I went back to sucking him and he sighed, his hand rested on my head again, but this time, he just rumpled my hair lightly. I nursed his prong quite a while and Daddy was moaning quite a bit. Then I remembered the rest of what the boys had told me. Make him want more, always make him want more. So I stopped sucking him and said, "So, Daddy, can you be our team chaperone for away games?" "Oh, Son, I...Oh, God! That feels so good, baby, get back to sucking me." I put my lips over his glans, asked, "So will you do it?" and I started sucking on him again. "Son, I can't spare that much time, I'm sorry, Son, really." I let go of his cock and said, "Even if I say that I won't suck your dick anymore if you don't do it?" "You won't?" "Nu-uh." I said. Daddy's cock was a slippery shaft of steel-hard dong now. But he gritted his teeth and said, "Then I guess you won't do it any more." I got all the way up onto my feet on the bed and stepped to straddle his waist. "Is that your final answer, Daddy?" "I'm afraid so, Son." Daddy smiled at my reference to the TV show. "That's my final answer." And so I squatted down and reached behind me to grab hold of his pud and I began to guide it to my asshole. "How about if I do this, Daddy? Will you be our team chaperone if I do this?" Daddy's eyes just widened as I lowered myself down. "How about it, Daddy?" I said as I touched my asshole to his cockhead. "You want me to do this, you'll say yes. How about it, Daddy? You want me to do this?" "Ohhhhh, oh, God! Yes, Son, yes! I want you to do it, sit on my cock, Baby, shove it up your ass for me, up your ass!" "Will you be our team chaperone, Daddy?" I pressed. "I'll...I'll think about it. Okay?" "That's enough for now, Daddy." I agreed and I squatted further down, guiding his cockhead into my ass. "Enough for me to do this." I grunted and began to force his glans inside me. It hurt a lot more than I thought it would, the high school boys had made it all sound so easy. But I had my Daddy all slicked up with my spit and it was just a matter of...stretching...myself...out! "Oh-uh-uh-uh-uhhh!" I grunted as the head of Daddy's dick popped inside my ass. Daddy moaned as he felt my ass warmth on his cockhead. "Oh, that's good, Son, so good! Push it in further for me now, just a little further inside." I shook my head. "Not until you say you'll be the new team chaperone, Daddy!" I reminded him. "Oh, God! Okay, okay, I'll do it, baby, I'll do it! Now can I push it in further?" Daddy sat up in the bed and that put our faces almost level, his a bit below mine. "As far as you want to, Daddy." I agreed. "Great!" and Daddy grabbed hold of me and rolled us around in the bed, so that I ended up below him and his body was on top of mine. His cock wriggled around painfully in my ass, but didn't dislodge, and Daddy got himself settled with my legs spread wide and he began to push steadily into me. "Oh, oh, Son!" He slavered down at me. "Such a sweet little ass you have, Son, so fucking sweet. I just want to fuck it a while, just a little while, okay, Baby?" "Sure, Daddy, sure!" I grunted. Oh, it hurt but the team needed my Daddy to be the chaperone, if I told him to stop, he might change his mind again! So I gritted my teeth and took it as he slowly pushed inside me deeper and deeper. I was so glad when he stopped pushing, his cock about halfway inside me. "That's enough of it, Son, I don't dare push into you deeper. Now, I'm going to start fucking you nice and slow, you tell me if it hurts too much, okay, Son, okay?" "Okay, Daddy!" I sobbed. "It's okay, fuck me now, it's okay." And Daddy began to thrust in and out of me, not hard and fast, just nice and slow and easy and gentle. He crooned loving words to me as he moved, and his body felt so warm and firm in my arms. And after a time, the pain that I had felt from having his huge pud inside me began to ease off. In fact, it started to feel pretty good! "Ooh, oh, Daddy!" I breathed. His face was wrenched up in concentration as he fucked me, he was working so hard to keep this as easy on me as he could. "Oh, Daddy, that feels good now, real good!" Daddy smiled and relaxed his features, and his movements became faster, more intense. That made it feel even better. I clung to my Daddy's big body, and my moans of pleasure matched his own. "Oh, oh, Son, I'm getting close!" he panted, his face heavy with sweat and turning darker red from his exertions. "I'm about to come, Baby! Can I come in your ass, can I shoot my load right up your tender little butthole?" "Oh, Daddy, yes, yes, if you'll be our team chaperone, you can come right in my ass!" I gasped. "Then I'll do it, Baby. Here it comes, Baby, here it comes, AH-AH-AH-GAH-HUH-UHHHHH!" "Oh, Daddy, oh, oh, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH, OHHHHHH!" I shook hard as the strongest rush of pleasure I'd ever had raced through me. I was shaking like Daddy was, he was grunting and thrusting and hot salty stinging fluid was filling my bowels, and Daddy roared, a final, long, low sound, and he shoved into me hard as he could, driving his cock deeper into me, and that was where he stopped, and he slumped onto me, panting hard, his weight crushing me down into the bed. I was breathing hard, too. "Oh, oh, Daddy!" I panted. "Oh, Baby, that was so good, so fucking good!" Daddy moaned. He raised up on his hands and looked down at me, his son, impaled on his cock beneath him. "I can't believe you, Son. You wanted me to be your team chaperone this bad?" "The team needs you, Daddy." I told him. "I'd do anything to talk you into helping us out." "Well, you did that for sure." Daddy chuckled. "I said I'd help you boys out and I will." He sighed. "I just hope I can hold up all summer long." "Don't worry, Daddy." I said. "You can sleep with me in my bed, and we can do anything there you want." "That's more than your mother's been giving me." my Daddy sighed. "Ever since I went on night shift, she's been leaving me completely alone, pushing me away." "I'll never do that." I promised him. We got up and Daddy got dressed and so did I and we went out to the kitchen where Mom was putting the final touches on dinner. "So, is he going to do it?" she asked me. "Yeah, Mom." I said. "Daddy's going to be the new team chaperone." "And I'll be gone with Jake all this weekend." Daddy put in. "Are you okay with that?" "Me? I'm fine with that, just fine. I can get the house clean for a change with the two of you out of the way. You in that bed all day is really putting crimp in my cleaning." "Well, you won't have to worry, I'll be out of that bed for you all Saturday and Sunday." "Sounds heavenly." Mother breathed. She looked at me. "I just want to know how you managed to talk him into it?" Daddy just chuckled ruefully. "You might say he made me an offer I couldn't refuse." "And I wouldn't take no for an answer." I agreed. And now that I knew how to talk Daddy into things, I was going to be asking a lot more from now on. THE END Comments, complaints or suggestions? E-mail the Author at Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM WWW.TOMMYHAWKSROGUEMOON.COM