Date: Tue, 4 May 2004 07:43:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Steve Drake <lovesmanmilk@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Fishing Trip

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your actions. The story is true. Mine in fact and I have chosen to share
it with others who might enjoy it.

The Fishing Trip

It was a mild June day when my 9th birthday came around. I was so excited
because my father always found ways to make special days even more
special. I awoke early in the morning rushing into Mom and Dad's room.
"It is my Birthday!" I yelled. Mom and Dad sat on the side of the bed and
rubbed their eyes. The hugged me and wished me Happy Birthday. They got
up from the bed and Mom went to start the coffee. "So sport you ready for
our big fishing day?", he asked. "I sure am I can't wait!" Dad smiled
running his hands through his hair. My father is a real man, strong
looking brown hair on his head big muscles and rough hands. He works very
hard, but he never lets us feel unloved or left out. Mom called to us and
my two younger sisters came out of their room. She had made cinnamon
rolls the night before that had been rising on the stove. She popped them
in the oven, and the smells where like heaven. They were my favorite
breakfast food ever. We did not have a lot of money, but I knew even then
we were not poor. Shucks I knew kids with a lot more money than we that
were so unhappy.

My Dad and Mom made sure all the holidays were special. He saved up his
vacation time so he could be off work when our birthdays and the big
holidays would come. Mom worked at home. She was always busy, but never
to busy to give us a hug, or the help us with our ABCs and stuff. When
Dad was home, he would help us just to give Mom a break.

This was going to be the biggest day of my life. I was finally old enough
to go fishing with my Dad. After breakfast I got to open my presents and
everyone sang the happy birthday song to me. I went to take a bath after
Dad was done because we were going to make a day of it he said. He was
wearing an old pair of jeans that were cut off and a white tee shirt. His
hair was slicked back with butch wax and he had an old pair of hiking
boots. We were starting our day at the Barbershop, from there we were
going fishing.

Well I wanted to look just like Dad, so I asked Mom to cut off a pair of
my oldest jeans and she got me a white shirt that looked a lot like his.
We all had boots because we all had to work in our big family garden. So,
I slipped them on, Dad and I gave Mom a goodbye kiss and off we went.

My day started off really special, and I had a feeling that something
great was about to happen that day. I was not sure what it was, but Dad
had this grin on his face and a twinkle in his sapphire blue eyes. The
Barber finished with me adding some butch wax to my hair patted me on the
back saying to my Dad, "A chip off the old block Henry?" Dad smiled and
said, "I hope so."

We then walked down to the river with our supplies in Dad's backpack and
I was carrying the cooler. Once we got to the Arkansas River, there was a
worn path that we followed past two bends. There we found a shaded spot
and Dad sighed saying this was his favorite fishing spot. We set up our
poles and Dad put a tarp on the ground for us to sit on. He showed me how
to bait my hook and cast it into the water. He did the same. We were
fishing, just me and my Dad I looked over at him admiring his blue eyes
as the sun hit them. His square jaw and strong looks captured my
attention. When all of a sudden Dad jumped and grabbed my fishing pole. I
had caught my first fish ever! He reeled it in for me, we then put it in
the ice chest. After catching about three fish we pulled our poles from
the water. Dad laid back as did I and we just talked.

I heard a noise turning my head I noticed two men walking along the path.
My Dad sat up and looked at them. They waved and smiled I noticed that
while waving my Dad held up his index finger, the men nodded moving down
the path then disappearing into the trees. Just a couple of minutes after
that Dad said he had to go pee. He told me to stay put so no one would
take our gear. I always listen to my Dad, so like a good boy I stayed for
as long as I could. Dad had been gone for a long time. He had gone to
where the other men went up into the trees. I had to go pee too so I
thought there was a bathroom there.

Not wanting to disobey my Dad, but really having to go pee. I went to the
place where the two men and Dad had gone moving quietly into the trees.
When I got further into the trees, I heard moaning noises. My heart began
to race, thinking that something had happened to my Dad. Following the
sound until I came upon a sight, I had never seen. There in front of me
was my Dad on his hands and knees, no clothes on, one man in front of him
and one behind him. Dad was facing away from me so he did not see me come
into the area. The man in front of Dad smiled and motioned his head for
me to come closer.

The moans were coming from Dad and the man behind him. "You like that
don't you Henry?", the man in front of him said. I could hear my Dad say
"Yes!" You suck cock so good! "How is it at your end Jerry?", he moaned.
"He is so nice and tight!" This went on for a while as I watched not
really knowing what I was seeing, but understanding that the men had
their man's penises in my Dad. Their penises were hard and long, I could
see the man in front push all the way into his mouth. I thought to myself
how can he do that without throwing up? The man motioned his head for me
to move even closer. Mesmerized by the sight I inched closer. The man
behind Dad was now pulling his hard penis all the way out of Dad and
pushing it back into him roughly. Dad was moaning not as though he was in
pain, rather like he was enjoying the man's rough treatment of him.

For some odd reason watching this happen to my father made my 9-year-old
boy penis get hard. The man motioned again for me to move closer, so I
boldly moved right next to them. My Dad caught sight of me out of the
corner of his eye. He tried desperately to pull away from the men, but
they held tight to him. Ted, I later found out was the name of the man
with his penis in my Dad's mouth told him to be quiet. "He has been here
for most of the time." He said with an odd sound to his voice. They
instructed me to reach under my father and take hold of his penis. To my
amazement it was hard like theirs and wet stuff was on it. Ted told me to
move my hand up and down on my Dad's penis saying, "It will make him
feel really good." I wanted my Dad to feel really good so I did as I was
told. Dad moaned when I touched him almost pushing into my hand. From
where I was the view of the man's penis in Dad's behind was
mesmerizing. The man saw me watching smiled at me then began pulling all
the way out and pushing it back into him. Do you like what you see? I
shook my head yes, the men smiled at each other. A chip off the old block
Henry, you've got yourself a chip off the old block. The two men
laughed, but not in a mean way.

Ted began to moan louder, pulling his penis from Dad's mouth he said, "I
want to show the boy how much you like my juice." Ted pulled on his penis
and white stuff came out the end flowing onto Dad's face. He told Dad to
stick out his tongue. I watched in amazement as the man's white stuff
was going all over Dad's face and tongue. When the white stuff stopped
coming out, he rubbed his still stiff penis around on Dad's face then
Dad licked the end of the penis cleaning up the remaining white stuff.
So, Henry have you taught your boy how to be good at this like you yet?
Dad shook his head no. Well he looks like a chip of the old block. He
might be a natural like you soon given the practice that he needs.

Dad looked at me asking me why I had followed him. I told him that I had
to go pee and since you guys came here I thought there was a bathroom up
here. The man in Dad's behind was beginning to moan. He shoved in hard
almost knocking Dad to the ground. Then he pulled out taking a hanky to
wipe off his penis. Both men left their penises out of their pants. So,
you came to pee did you, well we need to go too. They both moved to
another tree and motioned me to follow them. Dad shook his head yes, so I
followed them. I dropped my new cut jean shorts all the way down with my
underwear and tried to pee. My penis was stiff, so the pee would not come
out. I watched as the two men began to pee. One of my favorite things I
can remember was watching my Dad take a pee when I was in the bathtub.
"Having trouble there sport?" Jerry asked. Ted ran his hand down my back
and to my buttocks. He licked his finger and stuck it in my bottom. Sure
enough I began to pee, wondering to myself how that helped. It did help
so I let him keep doing it to me. For some strange reason I found myself
pushing back on his finger until it was all the way inside of me. It did
not hurt, but felt good making my insides quiver.

Ted looked at my Dad and said, "See I told you he was a natural." Dad
smiled in a nervous kind of way. Jerry and Ted zipped up after pulling
his finger from my butt heading up further into the trees. Turning, Jerry
told Dad and me to have a fun day.

Walking over to Dad, I sat on his lap. His body felt warm to me and I
snuggled up to him. Does it feel good when men do that to you Daddy? He
looked at me smiling telling me that he was about my age when he first
learned to do it. Yes it does feel good to me, but you don't have to do
it if you don't want to. I noticed that his penis was still hard so I
moved off his lap and bent over licking it. Dad started to pull away when
I protested. Taking hold of it I guided it to my mouth and opened as wide
as I could. He moaned as I took in the head of it trying hard to take it
all in I began to gag. He pulled me up instructing me on how to swallow a
man's penis. Encouraged by his talk I tried what he suggested. As his
penis was at the back of my mouth I began to swallow, sure enough it slid
in my throat. Quickly running out of air I remembered he told me to pull
up and breathe through my nose. Dad moaned as it went down on it again,
over and over until he stiffened and I tasted salty stuff in my mouth.

Did you like that Dad? I sure did son, you are a chip off the old block.
We pulled back on our jean shorts, and headed back to our site. Dad had
me not put back on my shirt or underwear, just my shorts and boots. We
talked for about an hour or so when I noticed two other men walking down
the worn path. They waved at us and Dad waved back but with only his
index finger. The men nodded their heads as they passed us disappearing
into the trees. Do you want to try doing what you did to me with one of
those men? Shaking my head enthusiastically I stood up following Dad into
the woods.

There we found the two men who quickly tried to stuff their penises back
into their pants. My Dad undid his pants letting them fall to the ground,
and I followed his lead. The two men looked oddly at both of us, but then
took their hard penises back out. Dad took me to the man with a smaller
penis I bent over and took it straight into my mouth. My Dad got on his
knees in front of the other man and took his penis. They both were amazed
that we both could take all of their penises into our mouths. Soon the
man in my mouth began to moan and I tasted his stuff in my mouth. I heard
the man my Dad had moan too. They thanked us and headed deeper into the
woods.

Dad and I had several other adventures that day. We went fishing every
Friday that summer. It was nice getting to spend so much time with Dad
and our friends in the woods.

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