Date: Thu, 6 Aug 2015 20:06:43 -0700
From: odanny dannyo <odannyoh@hotmail.com>
Subject: LUKE and DAD 3

I lay down on the ground on my back, legs bent at the knees and felt the
cum leave my expanded hole. I was tired to the point of not even wanting to
eat it as it left my ass hole. Instead I jerked off and ate my own.

I must have fallen asleep and did not hear Dad's car pull up.

I felt a something or other over me and I opened my eyes, shocked,
embarrassed, and guilt ridden, there was my father!

Dad said something about being naked outdoors and he remembered being that
way once or twice when he was young.  Quickly I walked to the big barn for
my clothes, Dad right behind me. He hadn't chastised me and I didn't
understand that.

I bent over to pick up my jeans and I am sure that Dad saw my enlarged
hole, still dripping cum. Bent over as I was, I felt Dad's finger against
and then in my hole, it slid in easily.

What's this he wanted to know,, I had no answer, well more like I wouldn't
answer. He laughed and said there wasn't any reason for me to answer. I had
turned around by this point, Dad sniffing his finger and to my surprise the
next thing I knew it was in his mouth... he just lapped at it and smiled
and said we must be on our way... I was far too embarrassed to even look
his way.

The drive home was one of silence, it was killing me,, what was he going to
do to me???

My mother was in town for the rest of the day, but my father sent me up to
my room. I didn't even close the door; I just stood there dumbfounded in
the middle of my room.

Dad was soon behind me. He began to undress me and I was still
motionless. Dad moved me to my bed and he knelt me down so that my chest
was on my mattress. THAT"S when I heard the distinct sound of a zipper. I
was frozen.

My father came up behind me, knelt and the next feeling I had was his
cock-head against my hole. I couldn't find it in me to move away. Then my
Dad began to stroke in and out of my hole. His hands; on my hips, not to
force me, simply to balance himself. It took me maybe 5 of his strokes
before I knew I was meeting his thrusts. Dad was caressing my body and it
felt so good, the horses couldn't do that. Dad's cock didn't feel so big
either; I still had a full feeling, but no pain.  I had no fear of being
hurt and I fucked like mad. Dad's hand had found my cock and pumping his
dick and my cock, we came. We rested awhile and then he got up, not a word
from either of us. He left the room.

In a daze I dressed myself, not cleaned myself, just dressed. The seat of
my shorts soaking wet. It felt so funny, warm cum running down my thighs
and cold cotton on my ass.

I went downstairs, Dad was on the couch watching TV, and it was as if
nothing had happened. I looked at his face trying to get a feel for what
was going on. Dad looked like nothing had happened, but it had HAPPENED.

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I couldn't even feel my heart beat, but we just sat there watching TV, no
talk. I was dying. Something please anything, just something. And yet there
wasn't a sound other than the TV.

Mom finally came home; cooked supper made small talk, Dad the only one
responding to her. I cleaned the kitchen as I normally did.  I could hear
Mom and Dad talking, no raised voices, just idle chatter. Kitchen cleaned,
I said my good nights and went to bed. Scared, and unknowing. I tossed and
turned long after I heard them go to bed. Just before dawn I fell asleep.

I had gone to bed, naked and cum covered. The next thing I knew my Dad was
waking me. Not shaking my butt but finger-fucking me, my hole closed but my
ass still cum filled. His finger was not unwelcomed. Quite the contrary it
was very welcomed. When I turned to face him his robe was wide open, his
cock straight out. He moved closer to my face, I opened my mouth and it was
filled. I did all the moving, sucking back and forth, up and down, in and
out... Dad grabbed my hair and filled my mouth with nectar.

Breakfast would be ready in a few minutes he told me. He left the room as
he had done yesterday, without a further word. I stumbled down the
stairs. Dad stood at the sink waiting for me, arms folded across his
chest. As I came into the room he crooked a finger at me beckoning me to
come to him. This is it, I thought. But when I got close he wiped my cheek,
cum! Not a word, he just looked down into my eyes and sucked his finger
dry. He poured cold cereal for both of us, a quick breakfast for sure and
he motioned me to the car, time for work again.

We got to the farm and we both got out of the car. Dad started undressing
and putting his clothes on the front seat of the car. He motioned to me to
do the same and I did. He was full blown hard, not me. Scared at what had
been happening I couldn't have gotten a hard on if I wanted to.

I was told to go about my chores, but to do exactly what I did yesterday,
he repeated the word EXACTLY. I knew what that meant, horses and all. So I
did, when I got to Luke I began to play again.  Dad standing by my side;
stroking himself as I was stroking Luke.



Dad spoke, wanting to know if I had tried to suck the horse cock, I shook
my head, did I try to get it up my hole, and once again I nodded. He told
me he thought that was exciting, he had never even tried anything like it,
though he said he used to jerk his dog off when he was my age. A shocked
look on my face to be sure. Then he wanted to know if there were any dogs
on the farm, and there were. He whistled and a dog came out of nowhere.


everything in life is about sex, except sex. and, sex is power