Date: Sun, 23 Mar 2003 16:15:12 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: DAD'S DIRTY LITTLE BOY 3

Disclaimer: This is just a story. It is out of my dirty and perverted
imagination. I guess, in some ways, it's 'wish fulfillment' because I
really wish I'd had a Dad like the one in this story and we'd done these
kind of things. But that wasn't my luck.

Anyway, if you don't like stories about boys and their Dad's having sex,
then what the fuck are you reading here for? And if the government where
you live thinks it has the right to tell you what you can read and what you
can't - fucking move someplace else!

This story is dedicated to: Jesse Fonda because I love him.

DAD'S DIRTY LITTLE BOY - PART 3
by RimPig (c) 2003

When I woke up the next morning, it was still dark outside. I was still
wrapped up in Dad's arms and his breath was gently blowing on the back of
my neck. That's not what woke me, however.  What woke me up was this hard
thing sticking me in the butt! I figured what it was, and when I reached my
hand back, I found that I was right. It was Dad's hard cock. Now, I should
tell you, my Dad was still a pretty young guy at this time. He was only 26,
having gotten my Mom pregnant almost as soon as they were married at 18 so
I guess he woke up with a hardon every morning same as me. This was great
news to me as I was constantly wanting Dad's cock, either in my mouth or up
my ass.

Right then, I wanted it where it seemed to want to go anyway. Dad had
fucked me before we fell asleep so I knew that my butt was lubed plus there
was a whole load of Dad's cum up there since he'd been too tired after
fucking me to eat it out like he usually did. I moved my butt and, taking
Dad's cock in my hand, moved it to where it could slide right up my hole. I
pushed back gently and Dad's cock slid slowly up inside of me until I had
all of it. Dad groaned in his sleep, but didn't wake up. I laid my head on
his arm and went back to sleep.

I don't know how long I was asleep but when I came awake, it was just
starting to get light out and Dad's cock was moving slowly in and out of my
ass. I didn't know if he was fucking me in his sleep or trying to fuck me
without waking me up. I groaned softly at the wonderful feelings his cock
was causing up my butt and I felt his arms tighten around me. I knew than
that he was awake.

"Sorry to wake you son, but I woke up with this wonderful feeling and found
my cock buried up your butt. I wonder how it got there?" he asked.

"It woke me up sometime during the night so if figured I'd put it where
poking me would just feel good." I grinned.

He leaned down and kissed and licked the back of my neck as his arms
tightened around me.

"This is the nicest wake-up I've had in a very long time, Sport." he said
softly.

"I want to wake up every day like this!" I enthused.

"Well, we'll just see what we can do about that!" he said and I could tell
that he was very happy.

He rolled me over on my stomach and got on top of me. He fucked me for a
long time, taking his time, making it really good for both of us. I managed
to cum two times before he did and then came as he was shooting his load up
my butt.

"Well, that ought to hold y you for a while!" Dad laughed as he pulled his
cock out of me and moved down the bed.

Grabbing my hips, he lifted my ass slightly so that he could suck his load
out of my butt. I loved when he ate my ass after he fucked it. My ass was
so sensitive then and the feeling of his lips and tongue were magic! I
couldn't wait for the day that I could eat a load of mine out of his butt!
However, that was to be some years away. At least I had his butt to eat all
the time in the mean time!

"Come on, Sport! Let's take a shower and I'll fix you some breakfast before
I have to leave for the job site." he said.

We walked out to the garage to our favorite place. Dad said that now that
Mom was gone, the first thing he was going to do is yank out that fuckin'
bathtub and build a nice big shower for us to play in. Not that I minded
the garage one bit, but I was thrilled at the idea. I suggested to Dad that
we turn my bedroom into a study for both of us where I could do my homework
and he could work as well.

"But you need a bedroom, son." Dad said.

"What for?" I asked.

"You're not gonna want to sleep with me all the time." he said.

"Yes I am. I love sleeping with you!" I said.

"Are you sure?" Dad said.

"Don't you want me to?" I asked, starting to feel hurt - like he didn't
want me.

Dad stopped and immediately dropped to his knees and took me in his arms.

"Oh, fuck no! Sport I love you sleepin' with me! I just thought you might
get tired of it." Dad said.

"How could I get tired of feelin' your arms around me and smellin' your
scent all around me. I never was happier in my whole life than going to
sleep in your arms last night!" I insisted.

"Oh, fuck, son! I'm sorry. I loved having you in my arms. I really did! I
just thought that maybe you were only doing it because I asked you to." Dad
said, his voice showing how sorry he was.

"No! I did it because I wanted to! More than anything! Please don't make me
sleep alone anymore." I begged.

"Son, as long as you want to sleep with me, my bed is yours. Okay?" he
said.

I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Thank you, Daddy! Besides, I really like wakin' up with you!" I grinned at
him.

"Yeah! That was really nice!" Dad smiled. "I could really get used to
wakin' up and findin' my cock in your hot little butt!"

"I'll see what I can do!" I joked.

We took a quick shower together which means I ate Dad's ass and we pissed
on each other but we didn't get off again. Then Dad fixed breakfast for us
and I watched TV after Dad left for the job site and I waited for Brian and
Tommy to show up so we could walk to school together.  Finally the doorbell
rang and I ran out, grabbing my back pack.

"Hey!" said Brian and Tommy almost together.

"Hi, guys!" I said.

"So what did your Dad say?" Brian asked.

"Well, he wasn't too happy at first about me tellin' you guys but after he
realized that you were already playin' with your Dad he was okay with
it. He said if you guys wanted to, he'd be glad to play with all of us but
he wants to talk to your Dad first." I told them.

"I didn't have a chance to call Dad last night but I will after school."
Brian said.

"Yeah, and I've got a shock for you guys." I said.

"What's up?" Tommy asked.

"My parents are getting divorced." I told them.

"Ahh, fuck, dude! That's shitty! Especially after you just got done gettin'
your Dad to agree to play with us." Brian said.

"No! You don't understand! My Mom split! She don't want me! My Dad and I
are gonna be living together without her!" I enthused.

"Oh, Fuck! You lucky bastard!" Brian exclaimed.

"Yeah, I slept with Dad last night. We're gonna sleep together all the
time! We slept naked and he fucked me first thing this mornin'!" I said.

"Cool! Man, you got it made!" Tommy said.

"Yeah, I really feel bad for you guys. I wish you could live with your
Dad." I said.

"Yeah, we do too." Brian said and I could hear the sadness in his voice.

We walked the rest of the way to school in silence. During lunch, though,
we all got together again. I invited them over to my house after school. I
didn't have to tell them that we would be having sex with each other. That
was a given.

We walked back to my house and we were in Dad's bedroom getting naked
because the bed was bigger in there and we would have more room, when the
phone rang. It was Dad.

"I just wanted to make sure you got home okay, Sport." he said.

"Yeah. Tommy and Brian are here." I said.

"Are ya naked yet?" he asked.

I blushed! How the hell did he know. When I didn't answer, he started
laughing.

"Hey, Sport! It's okay! Have fun! Just don't mess everything up in the
bedroom. We gotta sleep there tonight, ya know!" Dad said.

Now how the fuck did he figure out that we were gonna use his bed?!

"Okay, Dad. I'll see ya when you get home. I still want a shower with you!"
I assured him.

"Yeah, I figure you won't be anywhere near satisfied." Dad laughed again
and I blushed. "I'll see ya when I get home."

And he hung up. I walked back into the bedroom and Tommy and Brian were
already suckin' on each other's cocks.

"You guys could have waited for me!" I said, only half kidding.

"We're just getting ready. Can we fuck you again?" Tommy asked.

"Sure. But this time, I want you to fuck me first, Tommy because I want you
to fuck me a 2nd time in a special way. Something I do with my Dad." I
said.

Since neither boy had a cock big enough or the ability to last long enough
to get me off, I'd decided that I wanted to try having Tommy fuck me with
his hand, like I did to Dad to get him off. I picked Tommy because he had
the smallest hand. In fact, his were smaller than mine.

I went over and got the lube and lay down on the bed, handing it to
Tommy. I told Brian to lay down on his stomach in front of me so that I
could eat his butt while Tommy fucked me. Brian was overjoyed at this
suggestion. Seems he really loved having me eat his butt. And I loved his
butt! The strong teen scent and the very pliable opening! I could really
pig out on his ass. Tommy soon had me lubed up and was fucking me hard and
fast while I feasted at Brian hole. Brian moaned and shove his butt back at
my face, trying to get as much of my tongue up him as he could. It didn't
take Tommy long to cum at all and then Brian reluctantly pulled out from my
ass eating face and got behind me and shoved his cock in me. Tommy took
Brian's place and I ate his boy-hole while Brian fucked me. Brian lasted a
little longer and I got more feeling out of his cock than Tommy's but it
still wasn't near enough to get me off.

After Brian pulled out, I turned over on my back and told Tommy to get
between my legs. I had Brian sit above my head and hold my legs back,
giving Tommy an unobstructed view of my hole.  I told him what I wanted him
to do and he looked at me like I was crazy!

"You want me to shove my whole hand up your butt!?!?" Tommy practically
shouted.

"Yes." I said calmly. "Don't worry, I think it will go. I do this to my Dad
to get him off because my cock is too small to do it when I fuck him."

"Go on, Tommy! Cause if you won't do it, I sure the fuck will!" Brian
declared.

"Uhh...I don't think that's a good idea, Brian. Your hand is a LOT bigger
than Tommy's." I said.

"Oh, okay...but maybe after Tommy does it, you'll be open enough that I
could. It sounds really cool and I'd love to do it to you." Brian enthused.

"We'll see. Let's get Tommy hand up there first." I said.

Tommy bowed to the combined wisdom of me and his brother and began working
his fingers in my butt. As he added more, I think he began to believe that
this really could work. After he had four fingers in my butt, I showed him
how to hold his hand to work the whole thing inside me. I made him lube me
and his hand up good before he tried.

Tommy slowly started pushing his hand up my hole. It felt good! I loved the
feeling of being spread open like that. Then we got to his knuckles. My
butt was resisting going any further. I wondered what I could do and then I
remembered - the poppers! I had Brian get them out of the bedside table
where Dad had moved them last night (now that Mom was no longer around). I
uncapped the bottle and took several deep breaths of the pungent aroma. The
rush started in my body and all of a sudden, Tommy's hand disappeared up my
ass! Finally! The fullness I needed to get off! I told Tommy to slowly
start pulling his hand out and then pushing it back in. He complied and the
wonderful feeling of being fucked was intensified by Tommy's knuckles
grazing both the muscles at the opening to my ass and my 'joy button'. I
was moaning and my cock was as hard as a rock.

"What the fuck is that stuff, dude?" Brian asked me.

"My Dad says they're called poppers. I don't know what it is, but when you
sniff it real good, you get this body rush like you wouldn't believe and it
makes your butt open up." I told him. "Maybe if you ever decide to get
fucked, I'll let you try 'em."

"No thanks, dude! I know you like it, but I don't think I want a cock in my
butt. At least not my Dad's! It's huge!" he said and I thought to myself
that I certainly hoped that it was.

"Well, if you ever do, just let me know." I said.

"If I ever do, you'll be the only one to know." Brian said and gave me a
look I didn't understand.

At this point, Brian asked if he could try. I looked at his hand and while
it wasn't big, it was a little bigger than mine. I made him promise he
would follow my directions completely and stop if I said it hurt too
much. He eagerly agreed and changed places with Tommy, who held my legs
back so his older brother could get to my ass. Tommy lubed both his hand
and my ass up good, taking the time to work three and then four fingers in
my butt before he tried putting his whole hand in.  While he was bigger, it
seemed that my ass could easily stretch to accommodate him. I took several
more deep snorts of the poppers and then Brian slowly started to work his
whole hand into my butt. It was tight, and my butthole resisted his
knuckles for a second. I took another hit of poppers and Brian's hand slid
right in.

I was in heaven! The feeling of fullness in my butt was like my Dad was
fucking me! Brian started pulling his hand out of my ass and then pushing
it back in, just like I'd shown Tommy. It felt so good that my cock was
hard and I was moaning. I figured only one thing could improve on this.

"Tommy, sit on my face and let me eat your butt. Brian, do it faster and
harder. Build up to it, just like you were fucking me with your cock." I
said.

Tommy eagerly sat on my face, still keeping hold of my legs and I ate his
boy-butt like there was no tomorrow! I sucked on his hole for all I was
worth and shoved my tongue as deep in his shitter as I could go. Tommy
moaned and wiggled on my tongue and Brian began fucking my butt in earnest
with his hand. He soon was shoving it in and out in almost the same rhythm
that he fucked me - hard and fast! I started cumming and I guess Brian knew
it from my butt spasming around his hand. He stopped and just moved his
hand against my butt-nut while I came and came and came - screaming into
Tommy's asshole as I did. This evidently set him off because I felt his ass
grab my tongue so hard I thought his ass was gonna bite it off! He finally
let go and Brian pulled his hand out of my butt. I lay there like I was
dead for about 20 minutes, trying to pull myself together. I must have
scared Brian.

"Are you okay, dude?" he asked me.

I looked up at his worried face and smiled this dreamy smile.

"Oh, yeah! Fuck, yeah! Man, you've got the most wonderful hand in the
world!" I enthused.

Brian blushed and smiled at me.

"You can have it whenever you want it." he smiled. "That was the most
fuckin' amazing thing I've ever done in my life! Your butt is incredible,
dude! All hot and wet and soft inside! I loved having my hand inside ya!"

"Trust me, your hand felt REALLY GOOD in my butt!" I grinned.

"How about mine!?" Tommy asked, feeling rejected.

"Hey! Tommy, it felt great! I got a better idea next time, I think you
should use your fist to do me." I said.

"MY FIST!?" Tommy exclaimed.

"Yeah, Dude. That should really make my hole feel good!" I laughed.

"Okay. Whatever you say!" Tommy answered but I could see that he still
wasn't convinced that it would work.

"We gotta head home." Brian said. "Our Mom will start worrying about us."

"Yeah, my Dad will be home soon, too." I said.

I didn't need to add that, while Dad said he'd love to play with Brian and
Tommy, he wouldn't do it until he had a chance to talk to their Dad about
it.

"I'll call Dad as soon as we get home and call you later, okay?" Brian
asked.

"Yeah, call me and let me know. I really want to play with you guys and
especially your Dad!" I said.

"Yeah, and we want to play with your Dad!" Tommy enthused.

We said good-bye and they went to leave. Tommy went out the door, but Brian
held back a moment. He grabbed me and pressed his lips to mine. I opened my
mouth and we were swapping tongues in and out of each other's mouths. It
was a wonderful feeling! I'd never kissed another boy before, only my
Dad. Brian finally drew away and let me go. He grinned sheepishly at me and
I at him. Something happened at that moment, but I didn't know what. I
wouldn't really know for a couple of years. But in that moment things
changed between me and Brian and they would never be the same again.

Dad got home a little while later and we went out to the garage out of
force of habit. Well, maybe it was the fact that Dad was all sweaty from
the job site and we didn't want to get the bed all full of sweat and
cum. Anyway, I got Dad down on the couch and started giving him a tongue
bath all over. I loved suckin' on his sweaty pits and licking his hairy,
sweaty balls. Of course what I loved best was lickin' out his sweaty, ripe
butt! I must have spent half an hour with my face shoved in my Dad's butt,
sniffin' and suckin on his hole. Dad just lay there relaxing and enjoying
the good feelings that I was causin' in his butt. I wasn't about to touch
his cock, even though it was hard, because I wanted that up my well-used
butt! I just couldn't seem to get enough of havin' my ass reamed!

Dad finally got off the couch and put me on my hands and knees on it. He
got behind me and started sucking on my butt. He only did it for a few
moments and he pulled his face out.

"Who's been fuckin' you, boy!" he asked, and his voice sounded half angry,
half concerned.

"Tommy and Brian." I said, wondering what was bothering Dad. I'd told him
about us playing.

"Tommy and Brian don't have cocks big enough to have spread your fuckin'
ass THIS much!"  Dad said. "I could practically shove my hand in your
hole!"

I started giggling and Dad pushed me over on my back, looking down at me
with a very hard look on his face.

"You'd better explain yourself, boy!" Dad growled.

"You probably could shove your hand in my ass." I said. "Brian and Tommy
already have."

"You let those boys fist you!?" my Dad exclaimed.

"No, they didn't use their fist, just their hands." I explained, confused
because I'd never heard that term before.

"Fisting is what it called when you shove your hand up a guy's butt,
whether you make a fist or not." Dad said, exasperation showing in his
voice.

"Oh..well, yeah, then Brian and Tommy fisted me." I said.

"Son, that could be dangerous!" Dad said. "If they got too rough, they
could really tear you up inside!"

"They were very careful, Dad. I showed them just what you showed me." I
said.

"Yeah, but I've got experience with it and your hand is very small." he
said.

"Tommy's hand is smaller than mine and Brian's is only a little bigger." I
said. "It felt really, really good, Dad! I got off big time!"

"Why'd you do it anyway, son?" Dad said, calming down.

"Well...both Brian and Tommy had fucked me, but their cocks are too small
to get me off. Not like your's at all!" I said.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I guess I have spread you pretty open." Dad
said.

"No! I love the feel of yours. It's just I knew there was no way I could
get off on their cocks, just like you can't get off on mine. So I had them
do it because I knew I'd get off on it, just like you do." I explained.

"Well...yeah. That does make sense. And as long as you guys are careful..."
he said, almost to himself.

"We are, Dad. Promise. It didn't hurt at all and I really got off. Brian
seemed to really love doing it to me. He did it real slow and easy for the
longest time. I think he really got off on doing it to me." I said
remembering the kiss that Brian had given me.

"So you really liked getting fisted, huh?" Dad grinned at me.

"Yeah! It was great! I almost wish you could do it to me but your hands are
way too big." I said.  "Besides, I'd rather have your cock up my butt
anytime! It still feels the best of all!"

"Well, since you're already so open, why don't I just grease this fucker up
and shove it up your tail?" Dad said, stroking his hard cock.

"What are you waiting for?!" I cried, turning over and getting back on my
hands and knees.

Dad leaned down and sucked on my hole while he slathered his man-meat with
lube and then got up and shoved his whole cock up my ass in one, long
shove. It felt so good, I was in heaven!  Filled with my Dad's cock again!
I could never get enough of it! He started stroking in and out of my ass
and I pushed back, meeting each thrust. I loved getting fucked. I came
three time before Dad finished and again when he was eating his load out of
my butt! Finally I turned my head around so that I could watch him eating
my butt.

"Hey, Dad. Do ya have to piss?" I asked.

He pulled his face out of my butt, got up off the couch and walked over to
where his cock was level with my mouth.

"Go on and take it in your mouth and find out." he grinned.

I took the head of his cock in my mouth and I'd no more gotten my lips
around it when I felt the first squirt of Dad's hot piss shoot into my
mouth. I knelt there drinking from his cock until his entire piss load had
emptied itself down my throat. I continued to nurse at his cock, finally
pushing back his hood and licking out all the pungent head cheese that had
built up over the day.

"Stand up, son." I heard my Dad say and I stood up on the couch.

Dad leaned over and took the head of my cock in his mouth. He pushed back
the hood and licked out all my headcheese and then just held my cock in his
mouth. I knew what he wanted and I relaxed and took a nice, long, leisurely
piss in Dad's mouth. He drank it all down and then sucked the last few
drops out.

"Fuckin' good piss, son!" he grinned at me and then we kissed, tasting each
other's piss in our mouths.

"You, too, Dad!" I said, as we pulled apart.

"Ya wanna take a shower now, or wait til later?" Dad asked.

"Let's wait til later. I love you smellin' all hot and sweaty!" I said.

"Yeah, I kinda like the way I stink myself!" Dad grinned.

"Ya know," I said. "With Mom not around anymore, we really don't have to
shower every day."

"Now that's my dirty little boy!" Dad laughed and picked me up, threw me
over his shoulder and carried me into the house.

After we had dinner and did the dishes, we were watching some TV when the
phone rang. Dad answered it and said that it was Brian, for me. I went over
to the phone.

"Hey, Dude!" I said. "What's up?"

"I talked to my Dad. He has us this weekend and said he'd stop over to talk
to your Dad on Friday after he picked us up." Brian said.

"What time?" I asked.

"Dad usually picks us up around 5 o'clock so we could be over there by
five-thirty." Brian replied.

"Ok, let me ask my Dad." I said, putting my hand over the receiver to keep
Brian from hearing what I was saying to Dad.

"Dad, Brian's Dad wants to stop over to talk to you on Friday, about
5:30. Is that okay?" I asked.

"Sure. In fact, tell Brian to tell his Dad that if they don't have any
other plans, that we'll have a cook-out for all of us." he said.

"Fuck! That would be really cool!" I enthused.

I got back on the phone with Brian and told him what my Dad said. Brian was
as excited as I was.  He said he'd call his Dad again tomorrow and make
sure that they would be there. We said good- bye but I got the feeling that
Brian wanted to say something else but didn't.

"He's gonna talk to his Dad but he said he doesn't think they have any
other plans and that he really wants to come over for a cook out." I told
my Dad.

"Well, that's fine. Maybe we can get all this stuff sorted out then." Dad
said.

"Dad." I said.

"What, son." he asked.

"Do you know Brian and Tommy's Dad?" I asked.

"No, Son, I don't. I was supposed to meet him one time at a cook-out over
at their house but your Mom and I got into a fight and I ended up not
going. That was just before Brian and Tommy's parents got divorced." Dad
said.

"Dad..." I said agian.

He looked over at me.

"What is it, son?" he asked.

"Would....would you have sex with Brian and Tommy's Dad?" I asked.

"Are you asking if I want to or if I would?" Dad asked.

"I guess both." I said.

"Well, according to you, he's real 'hot'!" Dad grinned at me.

"But so are you. In fact, you're WAY better looking!" I said.

"Well, thanks, son! But we weren't talking about me. Yeah, I might like to
go to bed with Brian and Tommy's Dad. Now as to the question of 'would I',
that would depend on you." Dad said.

"Me?!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, you. I want to know how you would feel about it if I did. Would you
be hurt?" Dad asked.

"Well...I don't know. I mean, I've thought about havin' sex with him and I
also pictured us all having sex together. I just never thought about him
and you alone before." I said.

"Look, Sport. I won't ever do anything I know is gonna hurt you. If you
don't want me to have sex with Tommy and Brian's Dad, I won't. Okay?" He
said.

My heart melted inside of me. I knew Dad meant what he said. He loved me
enough that he would not have sex with Brian and Tommy's Dad, even if he
wanted to. Then I started to feel guilty because I was already having sex
with Brian and Tommy and Dad wasn't. And I wanted to have sex with their
Dad. I just didn't think it was fair that Dad was only having sex with me
when I was doing a lot more.

"No, Dad. That's not fair. You haven't asked me not to have sex with Brian
or Tommy. You didn't even say I couldn't have sex with their Dad. No. If
you want to have sex with him, it's okay with me." I said.

"Thank you, son. Not that their Dad has asked me to, you understand. But
still and all, that's really mature of you." Dad smiled and I knew he was
proud of me.

"Course, I would love to watch!" I grinned.

"Now why did I figure that!" Dad laughed.

We went to bed and I curled up in Dad's arms. The scent of him was really
strong and I loved it. I loved the warmth of him surrounding me, too. I
knew that he loved me but suddenly, I started to think about
Brian. Something about that kiss today made me tingle inside. Now, I gotta
admit, that while Tommy was my friend, I didn't feel the same way about
Brian. My feelings for him ran a lot deeper somehow, but I didn't know
how. I knew I thought he was not only the coolest guy I'd ever met but he
was so fuckin' beautiful. I loved his hard lean body and his dark
eyes. When he kissed me, I felt all funny inside like I was gonna faint or
something. I'd never had that feeling before, not even when Dad kissed
me. And then there was tonight on the phone. I thought he was gonna say
something and he didn't. The weirdest thing was, I didn't know what he was
gonna say, but I was disappointed when he didn't say it.

Dad noticed that I wasn't asleep yet.

"You okay, son?" he asked.

"Yeah, Dad. Just thinkin'" I said.

"About what?" he asked.

"About Brian." I said.

"What about Brian, Sport?" he asked me.

"Brian kissed me today. On the mouth with tongue and everything! And it was
when they were goin' home, not while we were playin'." I said.

"And how did the kiss make you feel?" Dad asked quietly.

"It made me feel all funny inside, like I wanted to faint or somethin'. It
was weird!" I said.

Dad chuckled.

"There's nothin' 'weird' about it, son. I think Brian has a crush on you."
Dad said.

"You mean he's in love with me?!" I asked, totally amazed at this.

"Well, I don't know if you would call it love at your guy's ages, but it's
damned near the same thing. You'll probably feel that way a lot before you
grow up." he said.

"Did you ever get a crush on another guy?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I did. When I was about Brian's age." he said.

"So what happened?" I asked.

"We were friends all through school. We had sex with each other all the
time and I knew that I was in love with him. He was in love with me - or at
least he told me he was. But then the summer before our senior year, his
Dad got a better job and they moved half-way across the country. I tried
writing him, but I never got any answer. I finally gave up and then I met
your Mom." Dad said.

"If you were in love with a guy, doesn't that make you gay?" I asked
quietly, afraid that the question would make him angry.

"Well, son, I guess in my case it does and it doesn't. You see I also had
crushes on girls and I had sex with a lot of them. Steve was the only guy I
had sex with before I met your Mom. I didn't consider myself gay. I guess I
thought of myself as 'bi' - that's somebody who likes to have sex with both
guys and girls." he said.

"So what about now?" I asked.

"Well...to be honest with you, son, I haven't really thought about
it. However, after what I went through with your Mom, I don't think I ever
want to be married to a woman again!" Dad said emphatically.

"So what about a guy?" I asked.

"Well...this is all a little soon, son. You're Mom and I haven't even gone
to court over the divorce yet. I don't think I want to get involved with
somebody else this soon." he said.

"What about Steve? What if you found him or heard from him?" I asked.

"That's not going to happen, son. You don't have to worry about
that. Steven has been gone a long time. He's not coming back." Dad said and
I could hear something in his voice that seemed to say that he was still
hurt and angry at Steve.

"What do you think I should do about Brian?" I asked him.

"Well...that depends on what you want to do about Brian. How do you feel
about him?" Dad asked.

"I don't know. That's what I was layin' here thinking about. I mean,
Tommy's my friend, but I've always felt different about Brian." I said.

"Different in what way?" Dad asked.

"Well...I've always thought that Brian was the coolest guy I'd ever
met. And I think he's really beautiful. He has a beautiful body and these
amazing brown eyes and...and..." I started to stammer.

"And you've got a crush on him." Dad said gently.

And it hit me. I DID have a 'crush' on Brian. Actually, I was in love with
him and it was Dad's statement that finally made me see it! Oh, my God!
What was I going to do?!

"Yeah...I do." I said quietly.

"So what's wrong with that?" Dad asked.

"But doesn't that make me gay?" I asked.

"So? Big deal. First of all, if you're gay - and I'm not saying you are -
so what? You think I'm gonna stop loving you because you are?" Dad asked.

"Well...no, I guess not." I said.

"You'd better do more than 'guess', mister! You need to know that I love
you no matter what you are. You hear me?" Dad said and I knew from his tone
of voice that he meant business! It made me feel warm inside, though, to
know this.

"Okay. I know you'll love me no matter what." I said, putting my arms
around his neck and hugging him.

"And second, you're a little young to decide if your gay or straight or
bi. You haven't even reached the age where you can decide if you like girls
or not. Talk to me when you've got hair on your balls and are shooting
cum." Dad chuckled.

"So it's okay for me to have a crush on Brian?" I asked.

"Yes, son, it's okay. Especially since it seems he has one on you. I just
gotta warn you that first love is almost never the last love of your life
and it can hurt when you stop loving each other. It hurts really bad. But
I'll be here for you when it happens. I've been through it so I know what
it feels like. Okay?" Dad asked.

"I love you, Dad! You are the BEST!" I said, hugging him tight.

"The best what?" he laughed.

"Well, the best Dad. Also the best fuck I've ever had." I giggled.

"Oh, shit! Why did I ask that! I suppose you want me to prove that, huh?"
Dad laughed.

"Yeah! I'd love you to 'prove it' - all night long!" I said.

"Well, I don't know about all night long but I think I can get it up for a
nice, slow fuck if you'd be interested." Dad grinned.

I immediately rolled over onto my stomach and spread my legs. Dad laughed
and got between them, burying his face in my ass. He licked and sucked at
my hole until it was dripping with his spit and wide open. He spit on his
hand and lubed up his cock with it and slowly slid it right up my hole. My
hole just opened up and let him slide in all the way. I groaned at the
intensely good feelings that his cock in my ass was giving me.

"You okay, son?" Dad asked.

"Oh, fuck! I'm more than okay!" I exclaimed and Dad chuckled.

He lay down on me and fucked me slow and easy just as he had said. He
lasted a long time. I got off several times, I can't even remember how many
and then I came as he shot his load deep in my ass. He lay there until his
cock softened in my ass and then he rolled off of me and was almost
immediately asleep because I could hear his soft snoring. I leaned over and
kissed his cheek and curled up next to him. I thought again for a moment
about Brian and realized that I would love to go to sleep curled up next to
him sometime. Sometime soon.

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