Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2012 02:56:47 +0000 From: Lamort DeLioncourt Subject: The Best He Knew How Part 13 The Best He Knew How Part 13 I must have spent 20 minutes in the shower cleaning up after my misadventure with Jake and his brothers. I replayed the scene several times in my mind, and my feelings didn't seem to change. In fact, I was still so unexcited, that my feisty little cock didn't even get hard. I finished rinsing off and got out of the shower. I dressed only in my bathrobe, as had become the custom with Dad. I made my way downstairs and put the cold roast in the oven to warm. I went into the living room and turned on the television, but had great difficulty concentrating on the show. I was now seriously wondering if there was something wrong with me. The guys in the video I had watched had no trouble enjoying anal sex. My Dad watched it and he didn't seem to have any problems with it. So what was the matter with me? Was there something wrong with me? Was I not gay? I was nearly in tears when I heard Dad opening the door. I greeted him at the door as always, and he knew immediately that something wasn't right. He gave me an extra big hug, patted me on the back, and asked me what the problem was. His kindness caused an instantaneous flood of tears from me. He led me into the living room, turned off the television, and sat down in his chair, pulling me down into the chair with him. He pulled me as close to him as he could, and wrapped his arm tightly around me. He gently patted my shoulder, and waited, just holding me, waiting for me to tell him about the problem. When I was able to gain a small degree of composure, I started to tell him what happened at Jake's house. In between minor floods of tears, I was finally able to tell him the whole story, and how dirty I felt about it. He continued to hold me tightly against him while he told me to breathe slowly and deeply, that I was safe and there was nothing wrong with me. The slow, deep breathing and his reassuring words allowed me to calm down and regain my composure. He hooked his index finger under my chin and lifted my face upwards until I was looking directly into his face. He had a calm look and a small smile on his face. He asked me if we needed to discuss the situation now, or did I want to wait until later. I told him that I was okay for now, and we could talk about it later, after dinner. I told him I had put the roast in the oven, and that dinner would be ready shortly. He told me to turn off the stove, that we were going out for dinner. I did as he instructed and went upstairs to change into clothes. We went to a local inexpensive café, and both ordered whatever the special of the day was. Dad directed the conversation, asking me where I thought we should go on holiday this year. Vacation was less than two months away, and we still had not picked a place. We talked about several possibilities, and then he mentioned that one of his friends at work had a beach house that he wasn't currently using. The cottage was in Port Grimaud, which was just 140km from home, just outside of St. Tropez. He said we could spend a day at Coco beach, a local gay nude beach, if I wanted to. I was all for the idea of a nude beach, so I quickly agreed. With dinner finished, Dad paid the check and we left for home. Once home, Dad steered me to the living room and his comfortable chair. Once we were settled, he asked me to tell him what I had felt during my encounter at Jake's house. It was hard to describe to him, but I did the best I could. He told me that what I was feeling was not abnormal in any. He told me that being third in a line for anal sex was no way to be introduced to it. He also explained that when done lovingly, it wasn't anything like what I had experienced. He then told me that if I really wanted to learn about anal sex, he would teach me. After several long agonizing minutes of intense thought, I told him I would like to learn the right way. We got up off the chair, and I headed for the stairs. Dad was behind me, and lovingly slapped my ass as we went up the stairs. Once in the bedroom, we didn't make the usual dash for the bed. Instead, Dad took me by the shoulder and sat me down on the edge of the bed. He explained to me that anal sex was a very special kind of sex compared to what we had been doing. He told me that when a boy allows you to put your dick in him, that makes you a very special person. I really didn't understand why that was, and Dad told me I would understand later. Dad leaned over to me, and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to him. He then for the first time ever kissed me on the lips. It had an almost electrical tingle to it. My instinctive reaction was not to pull away, but to lean in and kiss him back. We kissed like this for a few minutes before I felt his tongue sliding across my lips. I realized that what was happening was "baiser avec la langue", a french kiss. I allowed my lips to part, which allowed Dad's tongue to enter me. It was extremely erotic, and I felt the tingle all the way to my dick and balls, which pulled up tight against my body, as if preparing for orgasm. Dad explored my tongue and mouth for a few moments before withdrawing his tongue and allowing my tongue to enter him. I found that having my tongue in his mouth as just as erotic as having his in mine. We then tongue dueled before breaking away from each other. After breaking our kiss, Dad started unbuttoning my shirt. I of course reached down to help. He told me not to, that he was going to undress me himself. As he slowly unbuttoned my shirt, he allowed his hands to wander over my chest. When his hands touched my nipples, I once again felt the electrical tingle sweep over my body. My nipples instantly hardened. Once unbuttoned, he slid my shirt off my shoulders and down my arms, until it was completely off me. He leaned me back on the bed, and began to kiss me. We again french kissed, but this time I felt his hand reaching for my dick. He massaged me through my pants for several minutes before unsnapping and unzipping my pants. He broke the kiss, and slid his mouth down onto my chest. He tongued his way across my chest until he reached a nipple. He tongue bathed one nipple while manually caressing the other. The electrical tingles just kept happening, and my cock continued to pulse. As he continued down my chest, he paused at my navel. He licked and sucked on it before giving it a deep tongue bath. While this was happening, he managed to push my pants down to my knees. I hadn't put underwear on when I changed for dinner, so my firmly erect cock sprang from my pants. While stroking my dick and massaging my balls, Dad explained to me that my introduction to anal sex was about to begin. I immediately thought of him pushing his cock into me like I had done to Brian, and the thought made me nervous. He must have felt my nervousness, because he quickly followed that comment with the simple statement that I was to fuck him. He said that he wanted me to fuck him first so I could experience the true joy of anal sex. Then if I wanted to allow him to fuck me, we could do it at a later time. He made sure I understood that I didn't have to allow him to put his cock in me, that the choice was entirely mine. He got up from the bed and hurriedly stripped his own clothes off while I watched him. Once naked, he went into his bathroom, and returned carrying a container of lube in his hand. He explained its use to me, lay on the bed on his back, and began to insert his finger first into the lube, and then into his pink ass. He suggested I could help if I wanted. Without much thought, I reached in to the lube and then placed my finger against Dad's ass. He told me to slowly enter him, as he didn't indulge in anal sex often, and his ass was tight. He explained that entering someone could be a painful process or a highly erotic and pleasurable one. As I inserted my finger into him, I felt the momentarily tightening of his sphincter before he forced himself to relax, and my finger slid right in. I couldn't believe how warm and soft he felt. There was none of the messy feeling like I had experienced with Brian. Once in, he directed me to finger fuck him with a steady in and out motion. I did so and he started to softly moan. I felt his ass loosening as he told me to pull out my finger and get into position between his legs. When I had done this, he told me to slide forward until my cock head touched his ass. Once I was touching him, he slid down onto my cock. The feeling was indescribable as my cock slipped into him. It was warm, moist, slick, and spasming around my dick. He stopped moving down onto me, and told me to start pushing myself slowly into him until I was all the way in. I did, and each forward push was another piece of heaven. With my small cock, it only took two pushes to get all of me inside him. Without instruction, I began to thrust in and out of Dad. He continued to moan softly. As my speed increased, he wrapped his hands around the back of my head and pulled me to his face. He then began a kiss that went beyond description. My entire body was trembling with the electrical tickle, my cock pulsed rapidly, my balls pulled up tight, and I buried myself in him as I began to shoot my load into his ass. He responded with rhythmic contractions of his ass on my cock. I never had an orgasm last so long. I continued thrusting long after all of my cum was inside him. In fact it felt so good that I didn't stop until the head of my cock began to hurt. I started to pull my cock out of him, but he broke our kiss and told me to lie on his chest and leave my dick in him until it completely softened, and slipped out on its own. I did just that, and his ass continued to spasm occasionally on my nearly limp dick. When I finally slipped out of him, a small trickle of cum leaked out around my cock. He told me to straddle his chest so he could lick me clean and I did. He only licked a few times, which was a good thing, since my dick was very sensitive. I rolled off of him and lay next to him on my back. He told me he had a wonderful time with my cock in him, and looked forward to having me fuck him again if I wanted to. I assured him I wanted to fuck him again and again anytime he would allow it. When I looked over and saw his cock was still rigid and leaking pre-cum, I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He smiled and told me no, that I had enough excitement for one night, and he didn`t want me on emotional overload. He then reached down with his own hand and grabbed his cock. With just a couple pulls on his foreskin, he released the largest load of cum I had ever seen him shoot. As I licked the cum from his abdomen and chest, I commented on the large volume of cum. Dad looked me in the eye and told me it was because he was so excited to have his son finally fuck him. He had apparently had this fantasy for a long time.