Date: Mon, 31 Dec 2018 00:21:23 +0000 From: Eric Smith Subject: Are You Reading This, Dad? part 4 Are You Reading This Dad? By Eric McKenney This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance by name or description to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental. This story includes family members and minors. If this offends you, if you are not of legal age or if this content is not legal in your area, please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at titanic_cock@hotmail.com If you enjoy my stories, please consider donating to nifty.org. They've kept this site going for over twenty years and deserve it. PART 4 Hey gramps, I know you're reading these stories too. I hope you read this one with Mack and shoot a couple of good loads together. So, I went downstairs a little before 3am. I put on a piss video cause you said how much dad loved those. I decided to keep my clothes on this time and wait for dad. I heard him coming down the stairs and it was like my heart stopped. Dad sat on the couch beside me and said, "Austin, what is this? What are you doing?" I asked him if he'd read my stories and he said he had. Then I asked if he'd talked to you about it, gramps. He said no. I asked if he liked the stories. "Austin, gramps shouldn't have taught you those things. You're too young." "But I don't feel too young. And I like it. And gramps said you were my age when you became a cock sucker too." "Austin, it's hard for me to talk about these things with you." "But why, dad? You should know how it feels. Don't you like being a cock sucker, dad?" "Austin, I'm worried my dad seduces you into this. And it's going to mess you up." "Did it mess you up?" "This is about you, Austin." "No dad, please. Gramps taught me how to share everything with him and have no secrets. I want that with you, please." He was quiet for a bit, then he said, "it's hard for me to look at you that way. Your my son I've protected and now, to do this to you..." "Dad, do you believe me when I say everything I've done I've wanted to do. There's been few times I've said no and it stopped." "Yes, I believe that." "Do you believe sex is wrong? Or love is wrong?" "Austin..." "Dad, whether you like it or not, I'm not the boy I was last spring. I would like to hear about how you and gramps started having sex. Please. Don't keep secrets from me. I love you. And I want you to love me." And I didn't know I'd cry, but I started to. And dad sat next to me and held me for a long time. Then finally, "I was thirteen and dad had a long talk about sex. Like days long. Like everything you'd ever want to know. And when we were done, he said he wanted to help me explore my sexuality and not feel like anything I liked was something to be embarressed or feel guilty about. So he'd buy me porn magazines. Then turned the basement into a room for me. Mom thought it was like a play room, but it was really just for porn. He gave me a journal and said he wanted me to write about all the sexual thoughts I had and if any felt negative, to write out how they were all really okay, if I liked it. One day, I wrote about a dildo I saw in a porn and how I'd gone to the fridge and used a cucumber. The next day, there was a dildo in my special drawer. That's when I realized he'd been reading my journal. At first, I was mad. Then I thought how amazing that he's doing all of this for me. I tried to put the dildo in, but it hurt to much. So that night, I wrote directly to him that I knew he was reading it and it's ok. And if he had any advise, to please share. And I needed directions on how to use a dildo. The next night, there was a porn that included a guy putting it in and the lube and everything. And dad wrote a note saying he'd never used one, but he watched the video and had tried it for me. He said it hurt when he kept his butt muscles tight, but if he pressed out as it went in, it felt good. I tried for several nights, but it just hurt too bad. Then dad and I were having dinner together. Mom had gone to her sister's or someone for a few days. I told him about this girl I liked and didn't know how to ask her out. He gave me some advice and ended with, "You could solve two problems. Why don't I ask her to put that dildo up your ass?" He laughed, but I got mad. I ran downstairs and he followed. He appologized that he'd made fun of something I was sexually exploring and that was the last thing he ever wanted to do. He told me he was so proud I'd asked for the dildo and was so open to trying new things. I told him I couldn't figure it out and that I'd given up. We talked through it awhile and he put the porn back on. I was so humiliated to watch with my dad, but he just kept talking about how much the guy in the video seemed to like it and it must be great. Then dad got the dildo out, lubed it up, and dropped his pants right in front of me. He was sitting on the floor with his back against the couch and stroking his dick. I remember how huge it looked. He played with the dildo around his ass for awhile and said, "You're right, this is hard. Tell you what. Will you help me. I think it's like giving myself a shot. I need someone else to push it in." I tried to get out of it, but he wouldn't let up. So I'm between his legs as he's stroking and moaning. I start pushing it in and I can tell, it hurts, so I tell dad to breath and push out like he's told me. I saw him calm down and it slid all the way in. We just sat there until he started pumping his ass on it and telling me to pull it in and out. He keeps stroking as he's watching the guy on the tv stroke. Finally, the porn guy starts shooting and I watch my dad shoot all over, like over his head. He couldn't talk for a bit, just slid the dildo out. Then he said, "That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had. Thank you, son, for asking for it. Ok your turn." I tried to resist again, but he kept insisting until I was taking my underwear off. I'm sure he sensed how uncomfortable I was, and said, "Damn son, that's a beautiful dick. Every girl or guy your are with is going to love that." I didn't say anything, but fuck, that made me feel good to hear. I think all men are a little worried about their dicks being good enough. And want their dad's approval. And for him to approve of my dick... I must have lightened up after that. I told him he was bigger and so much better and what an incredible load he shot. He told me to lay down and I said, "Don't you want to clean up?" And he said, "What? Oh, you mean all this cum on my chest? No. I think I'll leave it a bit." He started the porn again, mostly a close up of the dildo and the guy's ass. He told me to start stroking. I wasn't getting hard and asked him to put something else on, like a guy fucking a girl. "Now, I will but before we just dismiss it, I want you to tell me what turns you on. And even better, why you think this isn't." "Because it's another dude, dad." "So?" "So, I'm not gay?" "Oh, son, no. Please don't be that closed minded about sex. I hate to tell you but dildos are usually associated with women and gay guys. That's why I was so pleased you asked for one?" "They are? I didn't know. Well, forget it then." "Son, you're going to miss out on so much fun stuff if you let these stupid Victorian rules on sex that mean absolutely nothing, tell you what you can and can't do. If you try something and it's not for you fine, but please, be the type of guy that tries." "Ok dad, I'll try. But I don't know almost anything yet. I just don't know." "Fair enough. Ok, this guy is jo for us. I was just watching him as i shot my load. I was noticing his hot chest muscles. Can you acknowledge that his chest is sexy?" "I guess." "And thinking about how great it is to be stroking your own cock. How much I love my dick and this guy does too. And he's doing all of this knowing tons of guys will shoot loads watching him. Maybe the money for porn is a draw, but he's hard and shooting his amazing man seed. He likes it. He might be fucking a woman later that night, but right now, he's totally turned on by guys watching him." I remember my dad taking over stroking my dick as it was getting hard. "Rub your nipples for me, son. That's it. Do you like that?" "Ya dad." "Go on, tell me." "When I rub my nipples, it's like a direct link to my dick. And you rubbing it feels great." "You like me rubbing your dick, son?" I said yes as he started rubbing his lubed fingers around my hole. "You can look at the screen some, but it's polite to look at me when you're telling someone you like what they're doing to you." I looked dad in his eyes and said, "I love you rubbing my dick, dad. And playing with my ass hole." He slid a finger in and I moaned. "You like that, son? I can feel how tight your hole is around my finger. " "It is, dad. And it feels amazing playing with it." He slid another in. "Son, it means the world to me getting to make my own son feel so good. Thank you for letting me share this with you. You are so fucking sexy, you know that?" I just looked at him. "Well, you are. As fucking sexy as that guy in the porn. You could totally do porn, if you wanted. " I laughed a little, through the ecstasy I was feeling, "who'd watch?" "I would son. I'd jack off every day, if I could, watching you shooting loads." My dick was throbbing as dad started pushing the dildo in. "This dildo up my butt felt amazing, and I shot my biggest load ever because it was the first time I knew my son was watching me." "Really dad? You like me watching you jo? I've done it a lot." I remember the surprise of that made him push the rest in. I nodded yes. "Well son, I've jo watching you before, late at night when you left your bedroom door open. I would shoot thinking about how maybe you left it open on purpose. " "Dad, I didn't, I... well, I don't know. Maybe I did. " "Thank you, son. I'd be happy to watch you any time you want me to. But maybe we do it like this now, instead of a door between us. Does this feel good, son? Tell me how it feels and what you like. I've jo to every journal entry you've made. " "Its like nothing I've ever felt. And your strong hand, working my dick. I want you doing it every time. And dad," I kept my eyes locked on his, "the best part is you watching me. And thinking I'm hot. But I just want to look like you. I love your chest and your smile and your ass and cock. And I love that the dildo in my ass was just in your ass. And I want your cum all over me. I love you dad." With that, I shot my load. He took the dildo out as I laid their, stunned. I felt him pull my head so it was resting on his chest. When I opened my eyes, dad was playing with the cum on my chest. "Thank you, son. That was the most incredible experience of my life." He took my face in his hand and pointed it to his face. "I'm so proud of you for being open to try new things. And you don't have to do any of it again. Or you can. And I loved hearing you tell me everything you were thinking and making you hard. And that my cum came up right before you shot. I left it on my chest hoping you'd be turned on by it. Now, if this is too much, we can just pretend I never said it. But I love you, son. I love you like any good dad loves his son. But to share this with you, I love your mom, but this... I feel such a special connection with you now I've never known. And I'd love to not close this door, but develope it as much as we can. I will love you however much you let me." "Dad, I want to be just like this, with you right now, every day of my life. " Then he kissed me the most long, electrifying kiss. We laid their until dawn. He started licking the cum off my chest. Then feeding it to me. We spent all weekend down there until mom came home. We didn't shower. I grew to crave his scent. I lived for it. " "Dad, that's a beautiful story. And you still love him?" "I do." "But we live so far away. You never see him." "I don't know if you noticed, but when he's around, nothing else matters. I wanted a family and other things too. So I moved far away. But I love whenever I see him. And those businesses trips I take a few times a year, they are all to meet him somewhere. We stay locked in hotel rooms for days. " "Then why don't you want me to be apart of all this. " "It's not that." "What?" "I guess, I don't like him loving you like he does me. That's my love. I know that's selfish, but I can't help it." "But if you let me into that circle, then I think it would just be even more love. I wouldn't be jealous. And I want you to have what you have with gramps. I just want that with you." "But I don't know how. I know how to be the proper dad. And the deep loving son. He was the perfect dad to me. I don't know where to begin to give that to you." Gramps, study hall is done, but it started!!! Please be awake at 3am our time tonight.