Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2011 19:13:02 -0700 (PDT) From: MUSCLEDADDY BEAR Subject: "Teddy's Discovery" Chapter 8: Camping with Dad, Army-Style This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. The sexuality of all characters is entirely a figment of the author's imagination. For those of you that are NOT of legal age, please find other material to read. If you are offended by male/male material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving at this time. This story may contain scenes of a graphic nature between father and his sons, or under age boys and adult males, which may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. 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Dad lowered his section and, though his expression stayed blank, I could've sworn his throat reddened slightly as did his cheeks. I took off out the door. As I lifted the lid on the washer, I heard my mom and dad laugh quietly together. "Oh boy, are we at that stage already?" Mom asked Dad. Dad chuckled, "Well darlin,' it sure looks like it." "Ken, maybe the two of you out camping this weekend would be a good time to have that father-son chat." I could just picture Dad back to reading the paper and not really paying attention. "Father-son chat?" "Sex, Ken, sex." "Hon,' are you sure? I mean, Teddy's only fifteen." Dad drawled. "Yessss, and in some countries he'd already be considered a man...able t' marry n' start a family. Besides, think about what you were like at that age. So, let's make sure he gets his information straight and we don't end up grandparents way too soon." "Since you put it that way..." Dad chuckled. ****** That Friday night after my game, Dad and I drove in his old jeep down to the lake. Both of us were in a great mood. We won the game with a thirty-one point spread, and were ready to celebrate since I ran the football into the end zone twice for twelve of those points. It was good. Dad had gotten moody around me lately. Either avoiding me, or snapping at me for very little reason. So him being in a good mood around me again was fantastic. Dad had skipped wearing his standard white t-shirt underneath, and was just in a sleeveless worn-out old denim shirt. He'd left it unbuttoned, so most of his hairy chest and flat stomach were exposed with the wind blowing the shirt back behind him. Sitting at the wheel like that, in his thin white cotton shorts, it brought back seeing him at the front door in just his towel with the pizza guy. As we took the turn-off from the highway, I kept trying to sneak a peek at his crotch as the street lamps went by. The ranger was sitting on a bar stool inside the doorway when we pulled up...so, I still couldn't get a good look. The ranger was nothing to look at, though he was really friendly. He mentioned he actually worked at one of the nearby parks and was just filling in at this one for a few hours. He said the park was pretty empty because of it being fall, so Dad asked about the spot we'd had before. The stand-in ranger mentioned it was the best in his opinion as it was closest to the river, as well as to the showers and bathrooms for that grouping of campsites. It was also near the ranger's cabin in case of any emergencies. And luckily, due to the time of year, there was no one staying in that area over the weekend. Dad paid and we got our sticker for the windshield, and then headed for the campsite. First, we rounded up wood and started a fire so we could see to pitch the tent. Instead of the family tent, Dad'd brought the smaller one. So it went up fast and we'd just finished out second beer when everything was all set. We raced out for a dip in the river with Dad just barely beating me. He tossed his cap to the river's edge as he ran and dove in a couple seconds before I did. I came up gasping for air, though, because that water was FREEZING!! Dad laughed at me and teased me for thinking the water would be as warm as it was in the summer, then suggested we race back and warm up by the fire. Once back at the campsite, we shed our clothes and set up a makeshift clothesline. I was embarassed about "shrinkage" in front of him, until I noticed he was experiencing the same issue. On Dad, however, his cock was still about five inches long and thick as a wrist even when it was "shrunken" up. That thing still looked like it would do some serious damage even in THAT state! We spread beach towels on the ground and then toweled dry with bath towels before we each grabbed a third beer and laid out beside the warmth of the fire. "Mmmmm, feels great out here..." Dad mumbled after a bit, pulling his cap...the only clothing he still had on...down low over his eyes and bunched the bath towel under the back of his head. "Son, grab me another beer from the cooler." After I handed him the bottle, Dad twisted off the cap and looked up me with an odd quiet expression on his face, "You're a damned goodlookin' boy, champ, a damned good lookin' boy." "Thanks, Dad, but I wish I looked more like you." "Awwwwww son," he drew out affectionately as his eyes drifted closed "never do that. Never. You're unique, and handsome n' sexy on your own...don't need t' look like nobody else. Ya must have the girls linin' up." I laughed, "Maybe a couple think I'm cute, but they sure aint lining up. Plus, what would I do with one???" I laughed more. My eyes raked over my father's body as the firelight washed over his skin in a bronze glow. His body seemed to lengthen another foot stretched out in the warm fall air and a sheen of perspiration began to spread across his tightly muscled body. The lean corded muscles bulging under- neath his skin and the thick coating of dark wiry hair left him looking like some big exotic cat napping deceptively but ready to spring into action with no warning. He tipped his hat back and looked up at me quizzically, squinting his eyes in disbelief...eyes that had become a little reddened as the number of empty beer bottles increased. "You aint never messed around with a girl before, son?" "Noooooo," I answered, feeling embarrassed. "Well, what about with any of your friends?" "Who?? Patti or Julie (who both lived down the road, and I'd grown up with)...yuck!!" "No, son, I meant one of the guys like Jimmy, Wayne, or Donnie-Ray." "Heck, no, Dad!" I exclaimed! I wasn't really lying, either. I'd "messed around" with a few men, but not with any boys. Dad frowned, "Hey now, sport! Most boys learn alot about sex with and from their friends...experimentin'...helpin' each other out. Nuthin' wrong with that. No need t' act like it aint natural." Huh? "Wait, have you ever messed around with another guy." I asked, dying to know the answer. "Hell yeah, I have, boy! When I was younger'n you! Truth be told, in the army, too...when we were oversease and there weren't no women around. When it's just all guys, y' learn t' get creative," he winked at me with a sexy grin as he finished the statment. "Man," Dad seemed lost in thought as he looked away and into the fire, "I still remember Louie Martinelli...lil' blue-eyed Italian guy I ended up bunkin' with...." his voice drifting off. "Y' know this is a lot like bein' out on patrol, son. Jus' you n' your buddy kick'n back n' relaxin.' The other two of your unit out keepin' watch for the night till it's time t' switch off......." he was still off in another place, "Jus' hangin' out, drinkin'...bein' about as close as two men can git." His cock lengthend and swelled, jerking up from laying long over his balls and flopping across his hip. He reached down and gave it a few tugs, before reaching up to wipe the back of his hand across his lips and contine. "Gettin' all warm n' loosened up, lettin' nature take its course with someone ya........." his voice was lazy, deep, and warm...a tone that seemed like a warm blanket wrapping around me sliding sensually across my dick, balls, and ass. "Y' know, son," he turned his rugged face as his eyes crawled lazily from my crotch to my face, "It does feel a lot like bein' in the army n' out on patrol t'night, don't it, champ?" I just stood there unsure of how to answer until Dad seemed to come to some type of silent decision. "The point is," he continued, back on track now, but with his voice still unusuall deep gravelly and slow, "there's nuthin' wrong with anything about sex or who y' do it with if you're agreeable n' the other person's agreeable." "And, another thing..." he went on, spurred on by whatever decision had been made inside his head...bracing his sturdy legs apart, and crossing his furry forearms over his equally hairy chest with an uncharacteris- tically cocky attitude. Fuck, he was hot standing there like naked drill sergeant with his guard down after one too many beers! "...y' need t' know what you're askin' someone else t' do...what all that entails for the other person. Y' need t' know n' be aware of that as much as y' need t' know what'cha wanna ask for." He swaggered over to the ice chest, pulling out and opening another beer, before slowly sauntering back as if deep in thought. He took a long pull off the bottle, then tilted his head back and looked down his nose at me, arms long and lax at his sides. "How 'bout a blowjob, son?" He asked with a glint in his eye and that tone of voice that made me feel all warm inside. "You want some- one's mouth sliding up n' down on your dick don'cha, son?" "Ummm, well, yeaaaahhh...I mean, I guess," I responded, unsure of what he wanted to hear from me. It was also hard to concentrate with him standing there like that...cock alternately rising to arch away from his lean hairy body and then the weight of it pulling it back down again balls...balls that about five inches from the base of his thick shaft and kept rolling visibly up and down inside their sac. "Aw, boy..." he turned his head to the side and grinned affection- ately as if pleasantly amused. He reached up and slid his firm grip over my jaw and forced my face to look up at him....eyes darting back and forth, searching my own. "You're almost sixteen, Teddy. It's your time t' start learnin' about bein' a man, answerin' like a man, and doin' what men do." he said quietly. His face had lowered close to mine. I could smell the beer on his breath, and feel the heat of it as it blew into my face. His body was taut and his breathing shallow. "Do you want a blow job...do y' wanna know what it feels like?" he asked intently. "Yes, sir." I gulped. He was so close, I thought he was about to kiss me. Something brushed against the front of my thigh, and I felt something like a lot of spit run down my skin. "Then, you need t' know.." he asked in a quiet throaty voice, nodding his head as if to coax the correct answer out of me, "what another person is experiencing in order to give that to ya, don'cha?" It worked, because I just nodded my head as my his intense eyes bored into my wide nervous ones. His hand left my jaw, and then both his work-roughened hands slid up my arms to my shoulders. Calloused fingers and palms pressed into my skin as he pushed me slowly downward...my face raking through the hair of his chest and belly as I sank to my knees. As I went down, I realized the thing that had brushed my thigh and wet my skin was his big fat german-tank of a cock. I stared at it as it swayed hypnotically in front of my face...my father's cock. I was off in another world while my hands came up of their own accord to stroke and palm his hefty fur-covered balls. They seemed as big as the balls on steer to my fifteen year old eyes, and swung pendulously from below his solid meat. It didn't occur to me to think of what he thought of me, his son, on my knees in front of him with my whole body aching for his burly meat. Only a couple inches from my face and as I rolled his swollen- to-overflowing balls in my hands, I saw the slit in the meaty head of his lead- pipe of a cock open up and a thick stream of clear milky fluid flow out. I gasped deeply and dove onto his cock. I moaned around the hard bloated meat filling my mouth as more of the salty syrup poured out of his trouser-snake and coated the inside of my mouth. My eyes rose up to his face to find his eyes staring down into mine, glassy with pleasure. As both his hands reached for my hair, he tilted my head back and slowly forced that impressive cock down into my thoat until my nose was pressed flat against his crotch! My throat felt way too small for the width of his cock as it clenched repeatedly against, trying to force the oversized invader back out. Tears began to form in my eyes as the need for air started to take over. I didn't want to breathe, though! I wanted his cock buried deep inside my throat! I drank in the smell of cedar, pine, river water, and camp- fire smoke as it swirled with his own scent of musky man, crotch, and damp sweat. All memories of Mr. Fowler and Uncle Don vanished in that moment. It was as if this was completely and entirely my first time for sex and my first time with a man...my first time to touch a man, feel his cock, taste his cock. My head swam... This was not just any man burying his cock down past my mouth, and stretching my throat around it's thick girth. This was the man who'd taught me to play baseball and football, tickled me on the floor, wrapped his arms around me during scary movies, and cheered me on from the stands as I hit a home run or carried a football into the end zone. My first experience saddling up and riding a horse had been with Dad. My first experience swimming had been with Dad's hands splayed across my chest and thighs as I floated and giggled while Dad laughed with me. Now, I was experiencing sex and another man with the one who'd raised me with as much love for me as I had for him...the man I'd idolized from the day I was born! My mind reeled at the fact this was actually happening with my handsome stud of a dad! He pulled back out and gripped the base to swipe it all over my face. As I gasped for air, my eyes fluttered up to his. Even under the heat and intensity of his gaze, there was deep tenderness as his other hand ruffled my hair affectionately. Then, using the tip of it against my chin to gently guide my head to tilt back again, he sank his cock back down into my throat. As he began to fuck my face and throat with no specific rhythm, I realized I was using his bull-balls for support and balance where they hung down between his hairy muscled thighs. Every time he sank his cock into my throat, I instinctively tugged on their fuzzz sac to keep upright. "Oh, yeah, pull on those heavy fuckers!" he groaned, "God, I've missed that..." I guessed this was something Mom didn't do. Wanting deeply to make him happy, I pulled even harder and steadier, which seemed to really drive him crazy. Suddenly he pulled me to my feet, almost losing his balance, then hugged me tightly and slid a finger up along the inside of my asscrack. He let me go, bent down, and tossed me over his shoulder before I realized what he was doing. He, then, carried me over to the picnic table and dropped me back onto my feet. Spinning me around to face the table and pushing my chest flat onto its surface, he asked breathlessly, "You wanna fuck a girl, Teddy?" "What?" I asked, completely taken aback by the unexpected question. "Do you want to fuck a girl? ...slide your dick into her pussy... stretch her twat out...pound her till she's out of her mind?!" he asked, chuckling as he stoked my back.. "Yes. Yes, Dad, I do" I said between heated breaths, positive that was the answer he was looking for and realizing the obvious meaning of the question. "Then....first, y' gotta go slow, son" he said quietly, as the head of his cock slid into my crack and butted against my asshole! Keeping the contact of the intimidating head of his fuck-tool against my teenage butthole, he spit into his hand and then slathered his fat cock and the cleft of my ass with it. He breached my assring and began sinking his massively thick cock into my ass, "Jesus...... fuck, boy........ goddamn, you're.....goddamn, you're tight as all......... tight as all hell.......... JESUS!!" "Oh god, Dad, please...slower," I begged as he filled me too fast. My body losing the struggle to accomodate the telephone pole being shoved inside! Stars began clouding my vision as pain melded together with pleasure. He came to a dead stop and ran his thick fingers through my hair. "Aw hell, Teddy, I'm sorry." His hands began stroking my back and hips again. "You'll learn someday that there are times when it feels so incredible that it's hard as all get-out t' go slow." "Son, I can't do it...I just can't..." he added, shaking his head, "Gimme your hand." When I placed my hand inside his big rough paw, he explained, "Jus' squeeze my hand as hard as you need to. I promise you'll adjust soon.. just bear down on my cock for now and squeeze my hand as hard as y' like when it feels like it's too much...and we'll make it through this part jus' fine." Then, he eased another uncomfortable couple inches inside my already stuffed hole. I groaned and cried out at the same time, as my body jerked and twisted on the fat cock skewering my ass. I squeezed his hand with everything I had and clamped my asshole down on his rigid shaft...fighting to maintain my sanity. I began blubbering, making no sense and writhing uncontrollably underneath him as he kept stroking more that lumbering cock into of my wide-stretched young butthole! It seemed like it would never stop, and impossible for that much cock to already be inside and still have more to go! I knew his cock was long, but not long enough to feel like I was impaled on it all the way up into my chest. But, FUCK, that's what it felt like!!! "Yes, Dad...yes, Dad...oh god..." I groaned as he continued stuffing more up inside me, "...yeahhhhhhhh, DAAAAADDD!" "Oh yeah, now THAT'S m' boy!" he growled as he slid some of his stubstantial meat back out before forcing it back in to the hilt this time and raising me up onto my toes with the feeling of that long pole pushing deep into my insides! When Dad immediately slowed almost to a stop and asked if he was hurting me, I realized I was crying with the enormity of having him shoving his body so deeply inside my own. It was as much the emotional impact as the physical. I dropped my forehead onto the table and caught my breath for a minute. "No.....Dad...." I said between heaving breaths, "it's just....well ...it's just.... Ohhhhhhhh god........it's......it's....overwhelming!! Your dick inside me....." I pushed back, my hole stretching over the base of his swollen shaft as I groaned from deep in my stomach, "I....I....I feel like my body and my brain are exploding as you shove that thing into me!!!" "Awwwwww fuck, son!" He said as he lowered himself down onto my back and lifted my face into a kiss. I could taste the beer on his mouth as his tongue thrust into mine. His tongue was like his cock, long and thick...it filled my mouth and wrestled with mine. He stroked the walls of my mouth with it, and then sensually pressed it down the back of my throat. With the weight of his body pressing me into the table, it all left me feeling loved and protected. I opened my eyes as he rose up off my back. His cock jerked and flexed inside me as he straightened his body. I looked back over my shoulder at him...in awe of his handsome face and strong hairy physique. His hands slid slowly down my back to my hips and one reached under one of my knees to pull it up onto the table, the whole time keeping his throbbing cock buried up inside the sensitive tunnel of my ass. In this new position, my butt was arched up higher and my cheeks were spread further open. Dad began going even deeper as he slowly re-introduced my smaller body to the deep-dicking of his ass-splitting cock! As the fire flickered and roared up intermittently, I caught a glimpse of a man standing in the shadows of the ring of trees surrounding our campsite. A very tall and lean man with thick silver-gray hair that was shorter on the sides and longer on top and in back, a bushy silver mustache that covered his lips and half his chin, a long silver goatee that burst down- ward from his chin, dressed in dark green shorts and a dark green short- sleeved button-up shirt. Except for the silver hair and something shiny glinting on his shirt, I might have never even noticed him standing there. I closed my eyes as my body began grinding against the picnic table as Dad's cock began drilling deep rhythmically into my ass...my ass forming a tight glove around his massive meat as it stroked in and out of my body. I moaned and cried out when he bottomed out heavily inside me, my head jerking up off the table with the intensity of his cock slamming so deeply inside me. When I twisted my head to look again, the man in the shadows had shucked his shorts and was now stroking his cock where it jutted out from between the tails of the front of his shirt. I couldn't make out anything of what his cock looked like, but I could see he was stroking his cock forcefully as he watched me getting my ass plowed over the picnic table. My attention was jerked back to the thick cock spreading my asshole, as Dad's strokes became more powerful and demanding. My moaning and crying out became constant as Dad began slamming his bull-cock into me as if he was determined to fuck it all the way up in me till it reached my throat! The impact of his crotch hitting my ass jolted my body on each slam, sending a massive vibration rippling through my body over and over. I forced my eyes open again, my sight blurred by the intense sensations wracking my fifteen year old body. I looked out at where he'd been before, but the man in the shadows was gone. Then, I saw he'd only moved. Now, he was directly to the side of us on the opposite side of the campfire. I realized that from his new vantage point, the man would be able to see the length and width of Dad's intimidating cock as well as the pistoning of it in and out of my teenage ass! I could see him better now, and he looked like someone off the cover of a hardcore biker magazine! Deepset eyes framed by thick, hyper- masculine arching eyebrows made his face impossibly handsome and rugged. I watched as he fisted his cock even faster, bending his knees slightly as his hips began meeting the pumping of his fist. Suddenly, in my head, the man was standing spread-legged on the other side of the table...fisting his cock as I licked and slurped on the head while Dad continued fucking my ass to hell and back behind me. As Dad's piledriving of my ass was pushing me to the brink, I imagined the man grabbing the back of my head and sinking his cock down my throat...beginning to fuck my face as Dad slammed my body forward repeatedly onto the stranger's cock. As if reading my mind, my father reached down and pried my mouth open with one thick rough thumb before forcing it inside my mouth. I went crazy sucking and flicking my tongue all over it, bucking back against Dad's huge cock as he continued ramming into me. I swear I locked eyes with the tall silver-haired stranger in that moment. And, after a few minutes with our eyes locked on each other's, his fist went still and he held his cock out in front of him as I watched jet after jet of cum fly out from the head!! I imagined it all flying into my mouth and down my throat, the taste of if filling my mouth and coating my tongue! It was too much and I began floundering wildly underneath Dad! I bucked and flopped as the cum started flying out of my own dick and I yelled onto the thick thumb clamped inside my mouth. My flopping, arching, and jerking on the end of his cock sent Dad over the edge, too. A growl started deep in his chest and built up as he pulled his hand from my mouth. His hands bruised my hips as his fingers dug into my flesh and he slammed into me so hard my feet left the ground. He held me off the ground and kept pushing in, pushing in.. without retreating. He just pushing into me as his cock widened even further and the cum began pouring out of his cock and into my belly...my own dick still spitting rope after rope of boy-cum onto the ground below me!! Keeping his cock imbedded to an impossible depth inside me, he flooded my insides as his cock flexed against my assring over and over... stretching it even wider in those moments than he had before. Every flex of that cock as it spewed into me sent shockwaves crashing through my assring and up into my belly!! When his orgasm finally subsided, we both slid to the ground in an exhausted pile of sweaty flesh and limbs. And, when I looked into the trees, the silver-haired biker had disappeared. Dad wrapped an arm around my neck and said, "So, how 'bout a quick jump in the river t' wash off?" He just laughed when I jerked my head around and looked at him with wide eyes. "Just kiddin,' son!" He laughed even harder at my obvious distress at the thought of jumping into that freezing water again. "Let's get dusted off, the fire put out, n' hit the hay. Deal?" He asked warmly and still out of breath. I chuckled, "Deal, Dad." As we got up and dusted each other off from the dirt and leaves we'd collapsed into, he joked, "I gotcha with that jumpin' in the river, didn't I." "Um, yeah!" I laughed back. My butt finally stopped throbbing as we worked. It even began feeling sexy moving around the campsite with the cleft of my ass staying slick as the huge load Dad had deposited inside me kept drooling out. We got the fire out and climbed into the tent, never having put any clothes on. Dad had opened up our two sleeping bags and laid them one on top of the other. In the warm air, we just climbed on top and Dad rolled over onto his side...pulling me back against his warm furry body. His cock hadn't even gone halfway down, and was wedged firmly between my slick asscheeks. "Teddy..." Dad said quietly into the top of my head. When I didn't answer right away, he leaned his head up and pressed his lips to my ear. "Teddy?" A smile crossed my face and my body snuggled tighter back against him at the feel of his warm breath against my ear and the soft sound of his voice saying my name. "Yeah, Dad?" I asked, turning my head to look back at him. "I love you, son." he said as he slid a hand up from my chest to cup one side of my jaw and pull me into a deep long kiss. As his tongue swabbed the inside of my mouth, I felt his cock harden to steel again as it lay nestled between the slick cheeks of my ass. He continued kissing me softly and passionately as he eased his hips back some. Without anything input from my brain, my body responded instinctively as my hips moved forward some. The movement from both of us causing the elephant trunk between his legs to go from laying lengthwise down the cleft of my ass to pressing inside horizontally and nudged right up against my asshole again. An electric buzz shot down from my hole to the base of my dick as my assring tightened and relaxed against the sexy pressure. As Dad pulled my mouth more firmly against his own, and his tongue swept down the back of my throat again...I groaned into his mouth and relaxed my ass enough for the head of Dad's cock to slide in. Dad pulled his face back from mine just long enough to sweep over my face with his eyes and whisper heatedly, "Oh, Teddy, my boy." And with that, he slid most of his cock back up inside me...lubed by the load he'd splashed inside me earlier that still coated the walls inside my ass. He rolled on top of me, moving me onto my stomach. The smell of cum and heated male bodies saturated the air in the small space. He cradled my head in one arm as he continued kissing me deeply, the other arm wrapped tightly around my chest. His hips rolled into and away from mine as his slippery cock slid in and out of me once again. The position we were now in was different than when we were outside, and so the long solid shaft of his cock was pressing into different places inside me. I moaned and whimpered into his mouth as I tried to spread my legs under the weight of his laying on top of them. Once I did, he slid one of his outside mine and the other in between using his knee to cock mine way up to the side of my hip. This arched my back and ass, and gave him a deep angle to drive his fat length deeper inside me. I groaned louder and bucked underneath as he hit all kinds of sensitive places inside me. It amazed me once again how deep inside my body his cock reached! "Shit!" he growled and pulled away from me. In a flash, he had me flipped on my back and his arms hooked under my knees...keeping only the head of that hulking daddy-dick imbedded inside me. He held that position staring down at me, raking my face...chest ...shoulders...arms...and stomach with appreciative eyes. Then, he looked up into mine, took a deep breath and licked his dry lips, and shoved the entire length of mammoth meat up into my belly. "JESUUUUUUUSSSSSS !!" I cried out, eyes bulging out of my head, and body quaking from the impact. "Oh yeah, Teddy.....ohhhhhh yeah, m' boyyyy..." Dad growled as he folded my thighs back and layed into my chest, plastering his body against mine and shoving his tongue back inside my mouth. I cried, hollered, moaned, and gasped against his mouth as he immediately went into plowing my ass into oblivion. He slammed into me again and again, turning my formerly tight ass into a limp sloppy hole. He kissed me like a mad man, he fucked me like a mad man, and pawed at the muscles on my young body like a mad man while my own arms wrapped around his back and hung on for dear life! Those heavy low-hanging bull-balls of his beat against my ass on every animalist stroke as he rammed his cock into me furiously. I broke my lips from his and tried to turn my head to side as that telltale tingle began at the base of my balls and jolted up through the head of my dick. With everything else, having my teenage dick massaged tightly between his furry stomach and my own smooth one was more than I could take. "Dad!" I exclaimed, "DAAAAAD...." He pulled back and looked down at me with that cocky look on his face again, "Oh yeah, son?" "Yeah, Dad...oh fuck, I'm GONNA CUMMMMM!!!!" "Oh yeah, boy, let's have it!" He rose up on his knees and grabbed my wrists as my legs slid down to the crook of his elbows. In that position, he was able to hold me in place so that every time he slammed into me I felt it all the up through my head! Immediately, my dick began shooting up into my face and onto my chest. Dad bent down in a flash and scooped up a good deal of my load into his mouth. Then, he locked his lips on mine and fed me my own cum with his thick powerful tongue. Suddenly, he pulled back and yanked his cock out of my ass. He dropped my legs down to drape over his thighs, hunched his shoulders, and a low growl started deep in his chest and built to a strained yell. Then.......then.....as it pointed straight at my face, I saw his strapping cock let loose as rope after rope of thick white cum exploded out of the head. The first shots flew over my head with the next ones landing on my face, the rest splattering all over my chest. It seemed it would never end!! His huge balls worked overtime as he nearly drowned me in his flood of his seed!! He came about three or four times as much as I did!!!! No wonder my ass had been drooling cum since the first time he fucked me, that load had to've been even bigger than this one!!! Hell, as much cum as my father spewed out, I was lucky I didn't have THIRTY brothers and sisters! My awe of my father was getting knocked out of the ballpark as I was discovering him sexually. He was what people had to mean when they called a man a stud! "Oh man..." he collapsed on top of me again, this time rolling onto his back and pulling me with him. He spread his legs so mine laid in between, kissed me softly on the lips, and then laid my head down onto his shoulder. "Champ...wow...you are somethin' else, boy..." he said off into the night air. "Back at'cha, Dad....double..." I responded, chest still heaving as I tried to catch my breath. Dad reached down and pulled his cock up in between us. The thickness of it pressing into my belly...god, I loved that feeling! I fell asleep like that in no time flat, glued together with both our loads coating where our bodies were joined together.