Date: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 15:47:39 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: When Dad Got Out of Prison, Part 7

I handed him my beer and went ahead and took off my shorts. My cock slammed
back against my stomach. And then I sat right back down.

"See isn't that better son?"

"Yes sir"

"So this guy that you met at the trailer park. Is his name Tom by
chance...?"

Part 7:

If it wasn't so dark out I would have looked like a deer caught in the
headlights. I guess by his question he knows that Tom was the one servicing
Sam. Kind of puts me in a spot.

And right after Sam tells Dad about Tom I come home with something dripping
down my leg. So I try to play dumb thinking it's the only way out of this,
"I think that's his name. Didn't really pay attention I guess."

"That's interesting" Dad simply said.

I was so nervous my cock actually started to go soft. "Why is that Dad?"

"Huh,...or no reason. I'm getting tired. May make it an early night. But we
never ate anything. Are you hungry? I'm really not but I'll make you a
sandwich or something."

"No, thanks, I'm fine. I'm tired too. Maybe we should make it an early
night." I went ahead and got up first. I went straight for the bathroom,
brushed my teeth, took a quick piss and headed to bed.

I laid there while I listened to Dad roam around the house. Ending with him
in the bathroom brushing his teeth as well. The next thing I knew his side
of the bed was moving as he got into it.

"I love you son" That was strange. I mean he's told me that before but not
out of nowhere.

"Love you too Dad." I said and then I almost instantly heard snoring.

The next morning I woke up in bed alone. I heard some noise out in the
kitchen. I pulled myself out of bed and pulled on my shorts from last
night. I went straight to the bathroom and took a piss then brushed my
teeth.

When I got to the kitchen I was surprised to see Dad cooking
breakfast...naked. When he noticed me he looked up and said, "Morning son,
how'd you sleep?"

I didn't say anything at first. Up till now when we were up we always wore
something around the house. I guess I really wasn't shocked just surprised.
And I guess it showed on my face.

"Sorry son. I didn't think you would mind. I told you the less I had on the
happier I was. I figured you've been here almost a week and wouldn't even
notice. I'll put on shorts if it makes you more comfortable." he explained.

"No, Dad, it's fine. It's just the first time you let loose during the day.
I'm fine with it though. Don't worry about me." Except that he had the
finest body a man could have. Muscular with a little trash thrown in. Big
cock heavy balls. A fags wet dream. And I was that fag.

"Thanks son. Thank you for letting me be me. I'm truly not bad mouthing her
but your Mom hated nudity. Before you were born and when you were a baby we
used to fight about my lack of clothing. As you grew older she got her way.
Now I just want to relax. The time in prison really made me want to live my
life the way I wanted to. But I don't want to hurt anyone. If anything ever
bothers you..."

"I'm fine really Dad. Stop worrying about it. I'm not exactly upper crust
myself. All I ever wear is shorts. So I'm a bit like you...really."  More
like him than he knew. But there is a time for everything. This was not it.

"Ok, well breakfast is basically ready and then you need to get to work I
suppose."

"Yep. Sam is meeting me there at nine so I can get his ok to throw out some
stuff. After he leaves I can totally organize the office and then start
cleaning it. After that's done I'll start on the shed." it was good to get
my mind off my father's body and back on work.

We finished eating. I went to find a big tee shirt to wear over my gym
shorts and then put on my tennis shoes. I was at the park just before nine
and Sam was already there.

I got into the office and it was obvious that Sam had already started
looking through my piles.

"Hey Bobby. Good work. You really get this filing thing." he greeted me.

"Thanks, So besides the pile ready for filing how about the other two?"

"They are old and there is really no reason to keep them. Toss them both.
File the other one and then move on. It's a load off my mind to know where
everything is now. Thanks. You did it faster than anyone else I ever hired.
Thanks."

"No problem Sam. I'll get them all filed today and start cleaning this
place up. First I'll destroy the other two piles though." I replied.

"Well good. I came a little early because I have to get to the store and
open it before ten. I thought this would take an hour but since you had
everything ready to go I can stop off and get a muffin on the way. Why
don't you make it a half day since you're so far ahead. And then clean the
office tomorrow."

"Sounds like a plan to me" and with that Sam left and I got to work on the
papers. By noon I had it all done and even started to do a little cleaning
anyway.

About ten after noon I jumped in the Pinto and headed home. It was going to
be a hot one. It was already 90 degrees. I took off my shirt and kicked off
my shoes and rolled down all the windows. The hot air coming in was better
than no air.

When I turned off in front of the garage I noticed that all the doors were
closed. Dad didn't seem to be down there. So I continued up the drive. His
new truck was next to the house so I guess he didn't leave.

I parked the car and got out and headed up to the porch. It was empty as
well.

I opened the front door and yelled out for him, "Dad?".

No answer. Strange. I went to the kitchen and towards the back door. I
looked out and there he was. Naked as a jay bird laying on a sheet in the
grass. Just getting some sun. The backyard was big and totally private. I
could see a pool and a deck in our future and it looks like Dad would enjoy
it as well.

I thought for a few minutes and then decided that I would join him. I
slipped off my gym shorts and proceeded outside. He didn't hear the door or
me going down the back stoop. When I got to the sheet I decided he might be
sleeping. There was plenty of room on the sheet however.

So I laid down next to him on my back and felt the heat on my body. Soon I
fell asleep as well.

The next thing I knew I woke up to my Dad on his side with his arm holding
up his head, looking at me. I stretched and yawned and blocked the sun from
my eyes. It was then I realized I was hard as a rock. The heat from the sun
and the stretching did it magic.

"When did you get home?" he asked.

"About 12:30. Didn't want to wake you so I joined you. You mind?" I asked.

"Hell no I don't mind. Makes me feel better about the naked around the
house thing. I used to lay out here all the time naked when the folks were
away. I loved it. My Dad caught me a few times and never really said
anything besides, 'your mom will be home soon'. Another words, don't let
her catch you like that. "

"Well Sam told me to take the rest of the day off so I was going to help
you in the garage. But I liked this idea much better. Gosh, you're getting
brown." I said.

"Yeah, and thankfully you are too. You have my skin. If you had your
Mother's you'd be as red as a lobster right now. Get on your stomach to
even out the color. I'll do the same."

We both laid on our stomach with our heads in our crossed arms just
talking. I remained hard the whole time. I had noticed Dad was half hard
when he was on his side and now he is shifting around a lot.

Then Dad said, "You still hard son?"

I was taken aback but then I realized that there was no reason to have
secrets from him. "Yes".

"You want to rub one out in the sun with me?" Did he just ask if I wanted
to jack off with him?

"What do you mean Dad? You mean jack off? With you? Out here?"

"Sure, I used to do it all the time. And I've done it a couple times since
I've been back. The sun makes me horny. And don't take this the wrong way
son. But that ass of yours in the sun light is beautiful. I've never seen
one quite like it."

"So my ass is making you horny?" I laughed, nervously, but I laughed.

"Well I was horny because of the sun. Your ass isn't helping though." He
rolled back over on his back. His cock was rock hard, as was mine. "So do
you want to?" his voice was deeper, raspy. Sexy. "Or you could just stay
like that and I'll jack off while looking at your ass" again, did he really
just say that?

"Well, I..."

"Son?" he asked while he pulled on his cock.

"Yes?"

"How well did you get to know that Tom guy?"

Oh shit. He did figure something out. "Why Dad?"

He reached over with one hand and grabbed one side of my ass while he
jacked off with the other one. "Was that Tom's cum dripping down your leg
the other day?"

"Dad! What do you mean. I mean....I ....just because....I just..."

"It's ok son. I always had a feeling you were like me. I knew it from the
time you were walking. But I always let it go from my mind. If Tom is
fucking your ass son it's fine. I'm just sorry he got to it first." His
hand was roaming my ass, fingers in my trench, brushing against my hole. I
couldn't move. I was horny, scared, nervous and shaking. Sweating too. Did
I mention sweating. I was reeking.

And I just stared. Stared at my father jacking his cock while he fondled my
ass. "Having Neal at my beck and call was hot but he had nothing on you
son. He had a tight little bod but his ass was nothing like this. And your
arms are fucking pumped compared to his. You fill me with pride boy. I love
you so damn much. I've controlled myself around you for years. So damn
fucking hot." he carried on while his orgasm built. I could tell he was
close. I couldn't believe what he was saying though. It's like all my
dreams and desires and all my fears coming together at once.

One of his fingers was digging into my hole now. In spite of myself I
backed up on it. "Is this where he fucked you son? Is this where he came up
you ass man? Next time I get to eat it out of there. My son's ass I should
be the one to clean it. So fucking hot..." He was close now. My fear was
subsiding and my horniness was about to take over. Though his finger wasn't
deep enough to hit any joy button it was reminding me of Tom's cock in my
ass.

Finally Dad let out a grunt and before I knew what I was doing I spun
around and put my mouth on the head of his cock. Just as I did his orgasm
hit the back of my throat. "Oh Bobby, oh God, are you sure son....oh my
god......oh fuck, fuck....man" He was holding the back of my head now as he
unloaded into my mouth. I sucked it all out. Tasting every drop.
Swallowing. Forgetting all my worries. The flavor of my father.

When he was done I laid my head on his stomach still nursing his cock. He
ran his hands through my hair. Caressing me. One hand ran down my back and
then back up again.

I was still hard as a rock. No orgasm for me I suppose. But this was worth
it. I felt stronger for it. My father's seed in my belly. But as I was
thinking that he pulled me up to him. He looked in my eyes. Then he pushed
me on my back and scooted down to my cock. He took me in his mouth. Sucking
me with determination. It was overwhelming. And it didn't last long. My
orgasm was quick and satisfying. He swallowed as well. Every bit of it.

Then he looked up at me, "Whether this ever happens again is totally up to
you son. But it was fucking hot. I love you. And I hope this didn't fuck
you up."

"It would only fuck me up Dad if it didn't happen again." I said as I laid
my head back and look up at the sky. Fuck he's hot..

Part 8?

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