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In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any con- sequences of you viewing or downloading the story. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bad Uncles and Dads - Chapter 15 Five Card Stud Dad Pt.2 I awoke the next morning to the muffled sound of the lawn mower in the front yard. Swinging my legs over the side of the bed and rising into a sitting postion, my eyes fell on a pair of my briefs dropped just inside my door. When I picked them up, they were stiffened with cum though I'd left them at the door into the living room with nothing on them. I sat back down on the bed, confused and wondering if Dad might have used them to clean my load off his leg maybe thinking it was somehow his own as I was sure he'd slept through everything I'd done. I threw on fresh briefs and a pair of cut-offs to brush my teeth and grab some breakfast. Mom was looking out a window with her arms across her chest in the hall that connected both ends of the house as I walked up. "Your breakfast is on the table." She began, distractedly. "I don't know what got into your father last night..." She continued in a con- templative tone. "Usually he passes out in the living room after the game, and nurses a hangover the next day. Last night, well..." She waved a hand in front of her face as if dismissing what she'd been about to say next not knowing I already knew. "Then, this morning...he's up, fixed his own breakfast, and went out t' work in the yard like a man on a mission." She turned and smiled. "Well, I'm not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth! Go eat." She squeezed my shoulder and then walked toward the laundry room as I went in the other direction. Finishing breakfast, I went out into the yard to ask if I could help with anything. By that time, Dad was through mowing and was now using the edger on the driveway, walkway, and bedding borders. "Can I help with anything?" I tried to ask above the noise of the gas-pow- ered edger. "Huh?" Dad asked and reached down to turn the motor off. He stood back up to his full height above me. His baseball cap sat low over his flashing green eyes and emphasized the thick mustache that angled down and a- cross his strong jaw on either side of his jutting square chin. Even with all the curly salt-n-pepper hair coating his physique, his skin managed to be as darkly tanned as his face. Stray grass clippings littered the damp curls covering his broad sweaty muscles to somehow leave him looking even more sexy than he did nice and clean. Khaki shorts hung low on his waist and round hairy ass so it was clear there were no underwear underneath, and sweat soaked the shorts six or seven inches below the top while white sox and gray tennis shoes covered the big man's big feet. A hint of a breeze blew and a scent over me that was as strong, dark, all male as the man it came from. I stuttered for a second to ask again, "Can I help with anything?" "Uh, well..." Dad removed his cap and looked around the yard as he used a strong hairy forearm to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "Yeah..." He turned back to look down at me with a smile. "First, you could grab a tall glass'a tea for me. And then, I could use some help weedin' the beds n' pullin' the grass from the borders." His smile stayed in place as his eyes traced my face, shoulders, arms, and chest. "Sure, I'll be right back." "Hey." Dad stopped me as I started to turn toward the house. "You workin' out in the gym at school?" "Uh, yeah. Coach Stephens says it'll make me stronger for baseball n' foot- ball. Why?" "Well, you're lookin' good. Two years ago you were a string bean. Now, you've got muscles, a good chest n' arms...you're legs are gettin' wide. You're startin' t' look like one of them gymnasts that go t' the olympics. I'm proud of ya." "Wow, thanks." "Now, 'bout that tea?" "Oh, yeah, be right back." For the next few hours, I did my best to stay close enough to breathe in the rich smell of his skin and sweat as well as give myself enough distance to repeated- ly glance over at his thick damp hairy muscles flexing. Every time I looked over, though, I seemed to get caught by him looking back over at me right at that same time. When Dad suggested we break for lunch, he stood and began to twist his strong torso repeatedly left and right to loosen up his back while I sprawled back in the grass and looked up at the sky. "Do we still have that kiddy pool in the garage somewhere? It sure would be nice t' fill it up n' cool down in it." I asked looking up at the lack of clouds. "Should still be there. I don't remember gettin' rid of it. We can check." "AW yeah, that'd be nice." I rolled over onto my stomach and stretched my own back, arching backward and up on my hands and knees before rolling back over to twist and stretch. I lifted up on arms braced behind me and looked around. "We got a lot done, huh?" "Yeah." I looked up at Dad's strange clipped tone to find his smile faltering and his eyes darting left and right at nothing in particular. "Hey, I'll go tell Mom we're ready for lunch." He took off past me, not fast enough to keep my eyes from dropping to ten in- ches of hardening fat cock pressing out and across his thigh in one leg of his khaki shorts. If it hadn't been for his sudden awkwardness and quick departure, I would have thought nothing of it. Heck, sometimes I got a hard-on just from having to piss. His uncomfortable attitude, though, left me more than a little perplexed. I waited, then got up and followed him inside the house. After Mom had fixed lunch and we'd finished eating, Dad and I went back into the yard to rake and bag the grass and weeds. All done with the yard looking great we headed inside again to find Mom pre- paring to leave for grocery shopping. "I think I'm gonna lay down for a nap, that heat wiped me out." Dad said as he dropped into a chair at the kitchen table. "Well, put a sheet down if you're not gonna shower first, Chet." Mom stopped at the door and leaned her head against the frame. "God, I'm gettin' a helluva headache. I hope it doesn't turn into a damned migraine." "Well, hon,' just leave the shoppin' till tomorrow." Dad offered. "No, we're low on a lot of stuff. I'll just go n' take somethin' when I get back." With that, she waved and headed out the door. "Well, I'm gonna go lay down." Dad got up, but stopped behind my chair. "You mind washin' up the dishes for Mom?" "No, Dad, glad to." "Good deal," He ruffled my hair and began walking from the room, "See ya later." I got up and cleared the table. Fifteen minutes later, I was done and the dishes were all put away. I went through the house toward the bathroom between Dad and Mom's room and mine with the thought of taking a shower on my mind. As I rounded the corner at my room and turned down toward the bathroom and Dad and Mom's room, I caught sight of a large foot and hairy calf laying on top of an added sheet thrown over their bed. A tingle of excitement threaded its way through me and I moved toward the op- posite wall to quietly approach their room without being visible from the bed. At the doorway, I cautiously peered around the frame to find Dad on his back with his cap over his eyes and his khaki shorts still at his waist. I'd hoped he might have changed into boxers or briefs, or, even better yet, had just simply undressed. I turned to walk away in deep disappointment, only to turn around and go back just to look at his tall muscular hair body for a while. Standing there watching him in secret, I realized I could just barely see the outline of his big cock laying down along the inseam of his shorts. I reached down to stroke my own stiffening prick through my shorts before pulling them down below my balls and stroking my prick fully. I had to touch Dad's cock. I couldn't stand leaning against the doorway and staring without being able to touch it. My mind flew with excuses for entering the room in case he wasn't yet asleep since there was no telltale snoring coming from inside. I hit on the idea of coming in to ask if he was going to take his shower any time soon, or if I could go ahead and take mine without leaving no time for the water to reheat for his. Fortified with my excuse, I stepped quietly inside and moved to the foot of the bed. "Dad?" I asked softly with no movement or response. I looked down at the long thick lump formed down the leg of his shorts and noticed the gape of loose material at the leg opening...easily wide enough for me to slip my hand and fore- arm up inside. I moved to the side of the bed at his thigh and reached down to lightly stroke my hand over the top of the dense curly hair massing over the thick muscle of his leg. "Dad?" I asked even quieter than before. I saw his cock flex and thicken, and looked up quickly to his face as his lips parted slightly. I turned and hurried back around the outside of the door realizing my shorts were still down below my balls with my stiff prick standing straight out in front of me. My heart was racing as I peered around the corner and called to him again. No reaction. I stepped back inside and moved quietly to where I'd been before. I knelt down to reach my hand over his thigh to where his shorts gaped open and laid it against his hairy skin. "Dad?" Nothing. I eased my hand up inside the leg of his shorts and soon felt the slick wet head of his fat cock in my fingers. It jerked at my touch and more wetness spilled onto my fingers. I pulled my hand out and stuck those fingers into my mouth to suck the tangy cock syrup from them as my eyes fell closed in indecent pleasure. Licked clean, I slid my hand back up inside and found Dad's cock straining a- gainst his shorts and still leaking precum. I curled my fingers around the full wide head and eased the thick veiny fore- skin back as his cock jerked repeatedly in my grip and spilled more precum into my hand. Instead of pulling than hand out, I used Dad's precum to slick up his fat steely cock and begin stroking the thick skin over it forward and back over the corded gristly muscle underneath. Just as I was really getting into jacking off my father in his sleep, I heard the garage door open in a signal that Mom was returning from the store. I quickly pulled my hand free and left the room. I got to the kitchen just as Mom came in through the door to the garage. She didn't look too well. She held onto the wall as she slowly set her purse down as if the movement somehow hurt. "Brian," Her voice was soft and pained, "would you get the groceries from the trunk for me?" "Sure, Mom, just sit down...I'll get 'em." I let her move past me toward the table and then went out to bring the first bags inside. Coming back into the house, I heard the showering running at the other end and went back out for the next trip. Shutting the trunk and coming in with the last of them, Dad was coming into the room in just briefs and still toweling his hair dry. "I picked up burgers for you guys, they're in the floorboard of the front pas- senger side if you'll go get them." Mom said quietly as I went back out the door. I heard Dad's concerned voice as the door closed, "Are you okay, hon'?" I came back in as Dad was pouring her a glass of wine and taking a couple prescription bottles from the cabinet. "Imitrex and Xanax?" Dad asked as he carried the wine glass and pills to her. "Yeah....that's them." Mom's voice sounded as if she had no strength to even speak. "Well, take them n' let's get you t' bed." "That sounds great." She all but whispered before she took a pill from each bottle and drained the wine glass. At 5'2", Mom stood a full foot shorter than Dad when she got out of her chair and leaned into him as he walked them out of the room. "You want me t' go ahead n' sleep out here t'night?" "I'm not gonna ask that of you. I'll leave that t' you. I just wanna sleep through the night and get rid of this. If I get woken up, I'll be down with this all day tomorrow, too." "Okay, let's just get you t' bed..." A few minutes later Dad came back in without the towel and only still a lit- tle damp. "Okay, we both know the drill. Let's keep it as quiet as possible t'night for Mom. Tell me where stuff goes n' I'll help get all this put away so we can eat." I did know the drill. Mom only got a migraine once or twice a year. Each time, though, it meant as much silence as possible so she could rest undisturbed. And, she was right, I'd seen it. Once a loud motorcycle had gone by and woke her up during a migraine. She was up and miserable the rest of the night and next day, only ridding herself of the migraine after finally getting a full night of complete sleep. I told Dad what went where and we quickly got everything in the fridge and cabinets. Sometimes I was slow to answer, acting as if it took me a minute to remember where something went, just so I could prolong the time of us moving around the room together as it gave me more time to secretly stare at the softball size mound inside his briefs. Dad's long fat cock was shoved over and under his big balls like a coiled snake. His stomach pushing the waist band of his briefs down left the soft material gathered above his enormous package in a way that emphasized the the big protruding male equipment barely contained below. We finally sat down at the table to open the bags. "Shoot, we need somethin' t' drink." Dad got back up and opened the fridge with the door between us. "Tea...coke...milk..." He asked as he peered inside with his arm moving a little as if he were scrathing his nuts or something as he looked through our op- tions. "Tea's fine for me." "Tea, it is." Dad took the pitcher out and brough it to the table. I noticed flesh at opening to the pouch of his briefs when he did. His big cock that had been resting behind the two crossed layers of material was now pulled out through the underneath one and laying much more visibly now behind only the out- er layer with some of its thick bulk pressing out of the opening. It was hot as hell seeing him like that...more thinly covered and partially uncovered at the same time. I watched as he moved to the cabinets and retuned with two glasses. I could see the length, bulk, and veins of his sturdy meat much more clearly now that it was only barely covered by one layer of thin heavily stretched cotton. The four or five inches of the side of his fat cock pushing out the opening and framed in bright white only served to make the whole picture obscenely hot and sexy consider- ing the tanned and hairy tall muscular body that sat above and below Dad's well displayed cock. Dad finished before me. I had to force myself to eat while my prick stayed rock hard and my body burned with sexual thoughts racing through me. He leaned back and slouched down in his chair, both hands rubbing through the thick curly hair covering his stomach. He reached down lower below the table and a huge white smile split his lips and spread his thick dark mustache wide as it droopped down to splash across his heavy strong jaw. "God, that was good. Sometimes take-out burgers're jus' the best meal in the world, huh, Brian?" "Oh yeah, fantastic." I answered...taking in his flashing green eyes, the wide bright smile at odds with the heavy masculne mustache, jutting chin, and stong hard jaw. His body was incredible to me, but his face was incredibly handsome and rugged in my worshipful eyes. "Ice cream. I think this calls for ice cream." He got up and opened the freezer door at the top of the fridge so he was behind it from the shoulders up. "I'm sure we have some in here somewhere." I looked up to let him know it was to the left and in the back on the second shelf when my mouth went too dry to speak. Where only a thin strip of cock flesh had been visible in the opening to the pouch in his briefs before...now, tufts of dark springy hair thrust outward at the base of his fat veiny cock and one furry ball that sat both barely contained inside the outer layer of the pouch with a full third of the girth of his cock pressing out of the length of the opening. It was as if he'd pulled his entire cock and balls out of his briefs and then pulled that outer flap over just enough to barely cover a little more than half of the bulging male equipment between his strong hairy legs. He couldn't know what was happening there. He must've just arranged and re- arranged himself without realizing the open display of fat cock and balls it pro- duced. "Aw, found it." He closed the door to turn and set the carton on the counter while he got bowls and spoons. I stared at the hard meaty ass in front of me...its thin white cotton encasing stretched tight so all the curling hair beneath was vis- ible if I looked hard enough. That bright white sat in the middle of thick hairy dark tanned legs and wide muscular torso up to Dad's thick neck. Knowing almost half Dad's cock and balls were spilling out the opening to the pouch of those briefs in the front made the view from the back even ten times hotter. "A little or a lot?" Dad asked from over his shoulder. "A lot." I answered and then quickly corrected. "Uh, I mean a little." I'd been staring at the way the dark hair at the top of Dad's thighs curled thickly up and over the back of the leg openings of his briefs and had at first answered a question in my head rather than the one he'd asked. I wondered if my quick look at the front of his briefs had been exaggerated in its perception of the exposure of his heavy equipment. But, no, that wasn't at all the case. When he turned and brought the bowls to the table. His thick cock swayed and bounced barely covered under the single layer of thinly stretched cotton at the same time as that one visible hairy ball rolled in and out of the opening with each of Dad's steps as he approached. If I'd have so much as brushed my rigid prick with my hand, I would have cum instantly inside my shorts "Finish your burger before your ice cream melts." Dad turned and moved to put the ice cream back in the freezer giving me a chance to stare openly at his partially exposed cock and balls for a few seconds while the freezer door was be- tween us. "You got homework for tomorrow? Already taken your shower?" He asked as he sat back down and began taking his time with his ice cream. "Math and a chapter t' read for history is all. But, no, I haven't taken a shower yet." "I'll clean this up when we're done. You grab your shower n' then bring your homework into the living room t' keep things quiet for Mom." "Sure." I dove into my ice cream and finished quickly to head to the shower. After drying off, I pulled on a pair of briefs and looked at myself in the mirror with Dad's words from when we'd been in the yard comin' back to me. I hadn't paid attention before, but my body was looking rather like a gymnast's. I stood there taking in my shaggy dark blond hair cut short on the sides, nice slender face with big brown eyes and long dark lashes. I was okay looking I guess- ed. I toyed with an idea while I looked myself over. I reached through the pouch of my briefs and pulled my prick out. Once it was out, I stuffed it back inside...but, only back inside the first flap as Dad's had been right at first after Mom had gone to bed. Like that, the outline of my six inch plump prick was clear and defined. I could even seen the fleshy tone against the white background of the second flap behind it. Not as hot as it was on Dad with his massive cock filling that space, but still hotter than hidden behind both flaps. Satisfied, I grabbed my books from my room and headed to the living room. I walked in and came to a dead stop. Dad's chest, shoulders, and face were hidden behind the newspaper. At his crotch, though...one ball fell completely outside the pouch opening along with a- bout four inches of fat cock meat curving lazily and entirely outside as well be- fore snaking back inside and down under his balls. "Done with your shower?" His deep voice startled me. "Uh, yeah...just got through." I continued into the room and put my books down on a chair. Dad lowered the newspaper, "Then, would you..." He stopped in mid-sentence as his eyes raked down me and stopped momentarily on my crotch. "Um, would you take this," he turned his head and nodded toward an empty beer bottle on the table at the arm of the couch, "n' bring me a fresh one?" "Oh...sure Dad." He smilled at my face, dropped his eyes back to my crotch for a second and then pulled the newspaper back up in front of him. I grabbed the bottle and brought him another having found three other empties in the kitchen though Dad never drank on any night other than poker night. I could barely stop staring at the half of his thick cock and one hairy ball spilling out the pouch of his briefs to crash on the floor with my own hard prick underneath me to work on my homework. Done with my math and halfway into my history chapter I heard the newspaper rustle and looked up to find Dad looking down at me. It seemed as if his eyes had been on my ass as I looked up, but I couldn't be sure. "Son, would you grab me one more beer?" "Of course." "You almost done there?" He asked as I stood. "Almost, I'm all done with my math and half done with reading my history chapter." "Oh, good." The newspaper went back up as I reached behind his head for the beer bottle. As I turned to walk out of the room, I slid my eyes down to his crotch again for a new shock. Eight semi-soft inches of thick meaty cock lay curved outside the pouch of his briefs with only the tip of the wide foreskin cowled head still lodged inside. I felt lightheaded by the discovery and forced myself to keep walking even as I turned my head over my shoulder to keep staring without running into anything. My hands shook in the kitchen as I worked to pop the cap off the bottle and then weak legs carried me slowly back into the living room. Dad's cock now lay fully out of the pouch and across his right hip out toward the center of the living room like a thick sleeping snake. I gulped down the spit watering my mouth as I slowly made my way past him t' set the beer where the empty had been. "Thanks, son." Dad mumbled without looking up. I didn't even answer as I took my time going back to my place on the floor, staring back at the huge cock laying across Dad's hip. Just as I was about to look away and lower myself to the floor, it flexed and pushed out another inch across his hip and toward me. I swallowed hard and lay down to force myself back to reading. I was on the last page when I heard the newspaper rustle again and looked up to seen the arm holding it laying on the floor beside the couch with the newspaper still in Dad's big hand. The other was laying across his stomach and the beer be- hind him was now empty. I slowly raised myself up at the first soft sound of a quiet snore from Dad's chest, and got up to turn all the lights off in all three rooms. When I came back in, the hand that had been on Dad's hairy stomach was now wrapped around the base of his thick long uncut cock. I knelt down beside him, keeping my knees off the newspaper to maintain quiet as I knew he was asleep since he wouldn't have been holding his cock like that had he been awake. I leaned forward toward the shiny hooded head to see a thick drop of precum hanging in the air from the lower fold of his foreskin. I opened my mouth wide for the huge girth and eased my mouth over it. Once my lips were clamped around it, I slid my tongue out to bathe in the rich salty flow. A quiet, "mmmmm.." escaped my throat before I realized it was there and I slid my tongue up into Dad's foreskin to bathe and swirl around the wide head of his big cock. More precum had been gathered there and my mouth filled with the thick rich manly flavor. I began to pull and suck at that broad bloated head until it began pulsing and throbbing inside my mouth. After easing my tongue from inside the thick sock of foreskin clinging to the head of Dad's cock, I began moving my mouth back and forth as I sucked more of it in and back toward my throat. I thought about how his fat meat and that one big hairy ball had sat exposed inside the gaping opening to the pouch of his briefs. Those big round furry male orbs teased the front of my mind as I sucked, and I reached over Dad's thigh to where they lay. My hand reached the one that had rolled out the side, big heavy and egg-shaped the weight, size, and all the hair whorling over it left my prick, not only hard, but now jumping and jerking inside my briefs. I moved the other hand over Dad's thigh and reached for his gaping pouch open- ing. Careful not to brush the hand gripping the base of his big cock lodged in my sucking mouth, I gripped the flap with one hand and pulled it to the side as my other circled around his ball sack and pulled it to lay completely outside and down between the big man's hairy thighs. Once they were freed, I pulled the arm closest to Dad's chest back and put it on the edge of the couch for balance. The other hand reached down to cup, caress, and tug at the huge hairy balls hanging heavily there. The excitement soared through me. Not only did I have Dad's big fat cock in my mouth drooling and leaking thick precum across my sliding tongue, but I also had his huge overloaded hairy balls in my hand. I was in heaven and began sucking on the five or so fat veiny inches I could get inside my mouth hard, fast, and avidly. Dad's cock began flexing and jerking as my wet mouth sucked, tongued, and pulled at the thick heavy meat and my hand gripped, rolled, and tugged at his fat hairy balls. Suddenly Dad's body went rigid and his hips lifted slightly off the cushion. His balls pulled from my hand and jerked up to the base of his cock just as the first blast of thick warm daddy-cum splashed inside. "Aaaah! Aaaah!" Came quietly from above my athletically sucking face. I wanted to reach for my own prick as the second blast hit and forced me to begin swallowing, but I more needed both hands on the couch for balance as I bobbed my head furiously and greedily to suck as much of my big hairy handsome father's thick salty seed into my mouth and stomach as possible. "Aaaah! Aaaah!" Came quietly from above again and again as my big Dad rode out his huge cock exploding thick cum into my mouth as he slept. The harder I sucked the more he came thick rich tasty floods into my mouth and the more my prick strained for release inside my briefs. The faster I plunged my mouth on and off that big pulsing gushing meat, the more cum it delivered into my hungry waiting mouth. I felt his big hairy heavy balls roll back down into my palm as the thick jets of cum from the spewing head finally began to slow into intermittent drools of the last of his load belching across my tongue. I eased my mouth back and nursed the tip, nibbled and pulled at the edge of Dad's thick foreskin, and swiped my tongue around to clean every remnant of cum from the broad head and thick veiny shaft. Slowly, I eased back and stood up on shaky legs as my head swam. I staggered to the door...my prick still inside my briefs, untouched and de- manding release. I kept one hand on the wall as I walked myself in a heated daze through the dining room, through the kitchen, down the hall, and into my room. Along the way, I decided not t' bring myself off. Instead, I would strip down and take a little rest before stealing back into the living room to suck my father's cock off a second time as he slept. He'd had enough beer, Mom was drugged up and passed out with her migraine...this was a great chance to take full advantage of Dad's big muscular hairy sleeping body and it's huge set of heavy cock and ball meat. With everyone safely passed out, I didn't even close the door as I tossed my briefs onto the edge of the bed and then dropped myself face down onto the sheets. Scooting over to the side closest to the breeze coming through the open window, I pulled one of the two pillows on the full-sized bed under my head and prepared to stay awake until going back down the hall for round two. Later, something woke me. Was it the soft click of my door closing, a quiet movement behind me, another much larger body taking up space in my small room? I didn't know as my eyes flut- tered open, I just knew the feel of my room had just changed quietly but drastical- ly. The area behind me on the bed sank under considerable weight and lowered my side as well. I lay there with my groggy mind wandering sleepily around with questions that brought no answers as I drifted back to sleep in the warm humid air of the room. Some time later, I was awakened again by Dad's body rolling against mine... crisp damp fur sliding against my skin...a heavy arm falling around my chest...one sliding under my head to pillow my face on a large full bicep...the scent of male skin, sweat, and testosterone sliding warmly inside my chest...fat hard cock pres- sing up the cleft of my ass...warm breath against my neck as a coarse mustache brushed my shoulder and the bristly growth on a strong chin scraped across my soft skin. "Feel any better, hon,'?" Dad mumbled quietly and sleepily near my ear. I began coming more fully awake. A long inhale and exhale teased warm breath touched with the scent of beer a- cross my shoulder, neck, and ear. "Hope so, babe, 'cause I got it bad t'night for some reason." His deep voice trailed off groggily as he hunched his hips a few times and thrust his fat hard cock back and forth in the valley between my ass cheeks. "Just a little?..." The arm around my chest eased away and moved around be- hind me as a heard a soft noise like a plastic cap being opened and closed. Hips and cock eased back from me. Thick slick fingers moved in and slid be- tween and inside my ass cheeks. Wide blunt fingertips slid and teased across my tight virgin asshole and sent circles of warm tingling sensations rippling outward and through my whole body. A picture of those fingers slid hazily into my mind at the feel of them stro- king and circling across my tiny young hole. The were like meaty and muscular screw- driver handles with thick knuckles, short flat fingernails, and with tufts of dense dark hair pressing outward from in between the wide knobby knuckles. Where he was going with this began to dawn on me. With all the warm waves of deep relaxing pleasure passing through and filling my mind, there was no room left over for worry or fear. The only thing drifing through my mind were those of the night before...those of how Dad's big fat hard cock must look thrusting into Mom... how his body would look on top of and thrusting into hers...his strong muscles tense and flexing...the fur of his body shiny withdroplets of sweat...his face hard with its fiery green eyes and thick dark muttonchop mustache. Given the huge size and humongous girth of Dad's massive uncut cock, I'd been turned on incredibly by the thought of him doing to me what he had been doing to Mom...though, I was also more than sure that was completely impossible physically. Laying there against him with those strong amazing fingers taunting and teas- ing my virgin hole, I began hoping I was wrong just at the same moment one finger slipped inside me to the first knuckle. My breath drew sharply into my chest, the finger withdrawing as quickly as it had slid in. Dad's hand pulled away. My heart sank. A plastic cap opened and closed. His hand returned. Those thick fingers returned. More slick wetness ap- peared. A finger slipped inside me again to the first knuckle...and then, slid the rest of the way into my waiting ass. I blinked at the view out of my window as shock passed through my body, mind, and heart. Sucking Dad off in the living room as he slept had been sexual. This... this was much more than that. At the time, I had no words to put to what I felt. Now, years later, I know that what I felt was closeness, warmth, and love as well as sexual excitement coming from the feel of his big hairy muscular body pressed into mine from behind and the feel of that thick finger sliding up into my ass for the first time I'd ever been touched in that area. I can now understand the inten- sity and gravity of that moment for me. At the time, though, all I knew was that in that moment I felt as if everything inside and around me was swelling and expan- ding as if nearing a point where it would all explode. My ass became tighter, there was a pull that arose in the wide finger dipped inside me. I felt the ring of my ass flutter and pulse around an increased feeling of being now stretched and opened further. Something moved and shifted within my hole and I got the feeling a second finger was slowly being added to the first. My tight little asshole began feeling feverish and tender, the rough knuckles easing past began bringing with them a slight rough discomfort I didn't want. I wanted just the one finger alone back. The feel of it easing inside me...my hole expanding and then sliding over each knuckle as it moved inward. I felt Dad's fingers reach where they could go no further. He just left them there a while. I lay there wondering if he could hear the hard beating of my heart. I wondered if he could feel my tight hole pulsing, grabbing and releasing, around his thick fingers. I wondered, too, if he was still drunk or sobered up...if he knew it was me and not Mom...if he was asleep and acting out a dream...or awake and merely pretending not to know...and...if he knew I was awake. The questions flew out of my mind replaced by the rough sensation of Dad's big fingers easing back out from my hole. Slowly he pulled them from me until my hole closed gratefully back around itself. I felt him stroking himself and heard the quiet slick noises of the action of his big hand moving across his swollen fat meat. Blunt thickness guided by his hand slid inside the cleft of my ass from the top down unti the wide head of Dad's huge cock lay nestled right at the opening from which his fingers had just been eased away. That arm reached around me again, the big masculine hand spreading wide thick fingers from one side of my slender stomach to the other. I groaned silently in- side at both the feeling and the knowledge Dad's hand was big enough to cover my entire small waist. The hand moved upward...rough skin and callouses leaving small fires on my skin everywhere they touched until they reached my chest and my left nipple found itself being rolled between a strong thumb and forefinger. This time, I groaned quietly outloud as my whole body stiffened pleasurable at the unexpected jolt of excitement that ran through me. "Just a little..." Dad said again quietly from behind me...his breath warm again across my shoulder, neck, and ear at the same time as his hips pressed forward. My breath began moving quickly in and out of my chest as I felt my young ass- hole widen and begin accepting the pressure at its small doorway into my body. One foot slid back across one of Dad's hairy calves and stroked slowly up and down as every part of my body warmed in the pressure at my hole. Dad pressed further forward, my hole opening wider...my body and mind sliding deeper into the intoxicating sensation...my foot pressing harder as it continued sliding up and down the hair and muscle of Dad's calf. This wasn't feeling how I'd expected it might, it actually felt incredible. There was no pain. There was only this warm, safe, and loving feel of being eased carefully open. Just then, as if to prove me wrong, a dull ache passed through me and my foot on Dad's calf came to an immediate stop. So, did the pressure of Dad's huge cock head at my asshole. There was an almost imperceptible retreat of the blunt head of Dad's cock from my hole and several quiet moments of just laying there with Dad's hand releasing my nipple and merely stroking my chest softly. It wasn't too long, though, before that warm wonderful pressure returned and my body responded in more waves of excited heat. Dad began an easy motion of pressing in and then easing off just as the dull ache began to come on and my foot would slow on his calf. He was gentle, easy, and careful...it began driving me crazy when after what must have been around twenty minutes I still didn't even have the head of his big cock fully inside me yet. I thrust my hips back, and.....almost passed out. I'd thought I'd been ready. I'd thought I had to have almost had the blunt head of his cock inside me. As I lay there with one hand having come up to grab his wrist against the sud- den dull pain and my foot digging into his calf, I realized I'd been wrong. "You okay?" Dad's deep voice asked quietly from behind me. I lay there thinking and realizing it actually didn't hurt that bad. The pain was more just a small ache, and it had been more the surprise of it than actual pain that had shocked me. I just nodded in response. "Want me t' pull back out?" I shook my head and rubbed my hand up and down his big hairy forearm. I felt his cock flex inside me. Against the slight ache in my hole, I pressed back some again. It felt as if a half inch of thick hard cock pushed inside, and... it felt okay. some pain, but it felt good....full, intense, loving, and, exciting. "Son..." I jerked my head around in shock to look over my shoulder into his dark hand- some face and those flashing green eyes. Those eyes searched my face in silence, and then he moved his face forward to place his lips on mine and slide his tongue inside. I'd kissed girls before, but I was in no way prepared for the feel of Dad's hot thick tongue filling my mouth and reaching deep toward the back of my throat as it caressed and wrestled my own tongue. He reached the hand at my chest down to my crotch as he held me in place and slowly fed the entire rest of his full, hard, fat, swollen bull-ish cock up deep into my body. I thrashed and writhed against him as everything intensified...the pleasure, the ache, the stretch, the thickness filling me. Without breaking the kiss, he suddenly rolled onto his back taking me with him. Knees up and my legs falling to the side, Dad rolled his hips back and snak- ed half his hard cock out of my ass before rolling them forward again and easing it back in. He maneuvered his body to the right and toward the edge of the bed before rol- ling us both over again until, this time, he was fully on top of me and I lay under- neath him on my stomach. Strong hairy thighs pushed mine apart until my ass was arched up against him. Dad stiffened his arms and rose his upper body up off mine and began pulling his full fat length from deep inside me. The sensation of that huge cock with all its hard bulging veins stroking out of my senstive hole drove me out of my mind. I felt myself grab both pillows and pull them up under my chest only to thrust them back out and thrown them off the bed. When he began feeding that huge muscle and vein rippled cock back up into me, I then grabbed the sheets, pulled them from the mattress and clawed them into a pile around me as my hips ground left and right to stir that mighty cock around my ins- sides as Dad thrust deep. He fell on top of me, his chest heaving and the hair of his body scouring my skin. He merely lay there for a minute catching his breath and then rose back up to grab me by the shoulders and pull me back until the back half of my body was up on my knees. Grabbing my hips in gorilla hands with a steel grip, Dad hauled that huge cock out of my tight asshole and the thrust back in balls deep...ripped his fat meat back out of my hole and then rammed back in a second time. The bed had begun to creak and whine under the action, and Dad came to a com- plete stop. After a while of no movement, I looked back over my shoulder to find his eyes searching around the room. Suddenly, he jerked his hard thick cock from my hole and got off the bed to leave me dropping down and gasping in stunned shock at the sudden exit of his huge hard meat. He stode quickly to the window facing the privacy-fenced back yard and knock- ed the screen out. I watched in confusion as he grabbed a pillow from the floor, threw it over the sill, turned and grabbed me by the arm, pulled me from the bed and tossed me half out the window, and then grabbed my hips to ram his cock back up in- side me. I came on the spot. Floods of come shot from my prick and agains the wall under the window sill as I braced my hands against the outside wall of the house. "You cumming?" Dad asked in a breathless whisper from behind me. I just nodded my head, it was the best I could do with my body and brain ex- ploding under the feel of being thrown over the sill and fucked hard like a small animal prey to a much larger one with a huge brutish fucking bull cock. "Oh god.." Came the muffled and strained response from behind me as one big hand landed on my shoulder and the other grabbed my hip as he began slamming into me. Wet smacking noises rose up and I gasped and collapsed in shock a second time when, once again, Dad ripped his huge cock from inside me and left me stunned and gulping for air as he moved away from me. Back again, Dad shoved his massively fat hard muscle cock back up into my body and then draped something soft and thin in between us so there was no sound but the wet sluicing of his rigid cock plunging in and out of my hole. He grabbed me again, one hand on my shoulder and one on my hip..gripping me and pulling me back on him as he thrust deep and hard. Over and over he pounded that huge snake-like cock in and out of my gasping body...thrusting left into me where I wanted to scream out, and then right to leave me holding back yet another pleasured scream...grinding and circling that massive baseball bat of hard meat around inside me until I thought I'd lose my mind. I heard him hiss between gritted teeth as he went back to slamming into me head on with unleashed animal power and drive, his fingers and thumbs digging into my as his huge cock rammed through my hole and into my body with hot tingling ri- sing up in my balls. I heard a sharp inhale as he slammed me back against him to a sudden and com- halt. He stayed there grinding his hips and that humongous cock into me as I felt it flex and hot cum begin blasting and splashing up inside me at the same time as my own prick began gushing its second load of the night against the wall below the window sill. Neither Dad's grip on me, nor the thrashing spewing cock inside me let up for what felt like at least five full minutes of filling my ass with buckets of his adult male cum. I lay there still braced on my arms outside the window as I twisted my hips back against him for every drop of that load he was dumping inside me while my own slowed to a small drool against the wall below me. Finally, his grip eased and he slowly snaked that huge spent cock from my newly violated and deflowered hole. "Oh shit..." He shispered and staggered back until his legs met my bed as I pulled myself inside from the window and turned to face him. He sank down on the bed, his huge cock and big hairy balls falling over the edge between his thick furry thighs like the cock and balls on a bull or gorilla instead of a man. Dad's elbows hit his knees and he dropped his face into his hands as he re- peated softly, "Ohhh shit..." Despair washed over me until he spread his hands and looked up at me with a- mazement in his shining green eyes as he quietly said one word, "Wow!" He smiled and stood back up placing his big strong hands on my shoulders to say in a whisper, "Let's get this all cleaned up real quick. I'll go get the screen." With that he turned and walked quietly out the door as I re-made the bed and threw the pillows back where they belonged. I heard the screen pushed back in place and found a plastic bottle of lubri- cant for replacing moisture in dry vaginal situations. Dad, it would seem, could be resourceful when needed. I went into the bathroom just outside and got a wet wash cloth from the tub. Back in the room, I bent over to clean both loads of my cum from the floor and wall under the window sill. I felt Dad at the door, rather than really heard him. Looking over my shoul- der I motioned to let him know what I was doing. He looked like he was about to leave, but changed his mind as he moved inside and slowly shut the door. I went back to what I was doing and then felt his hands on my hips and ass. The next thing I knew, he'd shoved the screen back out into the yard and turned to the bed to grab the pillow and bottle of lube. Seconds later, I was tossed over the sill again...braced on my arms once more...and feeling his re-lubed hard cock back at my asshole. One second later, he was forcing that huge fat cock back up into me. In the short time between, my hole had managed to close back up some and I was writhing outside the window in pleasure mixed with sharp discomfort as Dad shoved his fat bull meat back deep inside me. I wondered if he misinterpreted my response as pure pleasure because in no time he was back to plowing into me like there was no tomorrow. I was sore and exhausted, but still rising up in heat at the rough fuck he was throwing into my no longer virgin ass. His roughness excited me in its feel of how turned on he was to fuck me, the feel of how his huge cock tore and pounded my tender young hole, and the feel of his hairy body thrusting against my smooth one. I collapsed over the window, my head and arms dragging down towrd the grass below. Dad grabbed my hips and rocked me and the pillow as he slammed me on and off the huge powerful cock jutting hard and demanding from the juncture of his strong hairy thighs. He was riding my ass hard, fast, and unforgiving...pulling almost all the way out and then hurtling that massive cock back up deep into my stomach. Punching past everything in this postion had a different more intense feel than before. It was as if he were truly pummeling my insides with that huge cock and sending shockwaves slamming through me every time his hips drove into my wide- spread taut ass. I was flopping like a ragdoll outside the window with my prick, now rock hard again, thrust up against the wall while Dad fucked me like an angry breeder bull. I felt my legs spread on the other side as my ass arched up like some desper- ate male whore for more of my father's huge ass-destroying cock just as my balls drew up to spew my third load of the night. I grabbed the wall and threw my head back as my asshole beared down on Dad's massive ramming cock and began blowing my load against the wall again as my hole grabbed, clenched, and clutched at Dad's rapidly pounding thick meat. "Aw fuck!!" Came from behind me in a strained whisper as Dad's cock began blasting a second load of cum up into my hole. Instead of bringing his body to a sudden halt and holding me in place this time, he continued pounding into me...filling me with more of his thick cum as he pounded mine out of me and onto the wall below. Once again, his movements began to slow and his grip on my hips eased until he reached out for my shoulder and pulled me back inside. We both slid to the floor with out chests heaving before Dad reached over and pulled me to straddle his lap. I looked down quickly to find another gush of cum pour out the head of his long thick slab of hard meat just before he pulled me a bit forward and pushed me back down on it. Something in seeing the cum flowing from the broad head of his thick uncut cock pushed me right over the edge at the same time as I felt that huge cock for- cing its way back up into my ass and body. I grabbed for my prick and leaned back against Dad's hairy bent legs to fist my prick as another new load began jetting out, arching up, and landing into the thick dark curly hair of Dad's chest and stomach this time. Dad raised a curved hand to brush his knuckles across my nipples, chin, and the side of my face as I rode out the last of my orgasm with my fist flying across my prick and my insides and hole grinding and grabbing at the monster cock shoved up deep into my ass. I merely nodded tensely and looked down at his handsome face and hairy muscu- lar body through barely opened eyes. "Good boyyyy.." He whispered, slid his hand behind my neck, and moved up to kiss me. He rolled us both onto my back with my legs around his waist and began slow- pumping his incredible cock in and out of my cum-slick ass, his mouth and tongue passionately devouring mine. When my fist finally slowed to a stop with the last of my cum splashed between us, I opened my eyes to find Dad's handsome dark face smiling quietly down at me. He whispered, "I can't...it wouldn't be smart or safe...but, I sure wish I could stay and sleep with you against me." I smiled back and whispered simply, "Me, too." There was a kiss on the forehead and then Dad raising up on his knees in be- tween my spread thighs. He grabbed the wash cloth from the floor and began wiping the cum from the fur of his chest and stomach before reaching down to do the same with all the lube and cum on his thick heavy cock and and balls. When he moved the cloth down to his crotch, I reached up to do something I'd wanted for quite a while. I combed my hands and fingers through all the hair on his stomach, arms, and chest...tracing and massaging all the thick muscle under- neath. Dad dropped the cloth to the side of us and looked down at me as I continued touching his strong hairy torso. "I think I can get us a work trip up to the cabin this weekend, just the two of us, so we can do the dirty work t' get it ready t' open it up for the summer. How's that sound?" The smile that hit my face was much bigger than I intended. "That sounds great t' me!" I whispered back with my excitement obvious. Dad smiled, lowered both hands to the side of my chest, and then lowered his hairy chest and stomach onto mine to kiss me deeply and slowly on the mouth before pulling just an inch away. "Get some sleep." Seconds later he was gone and the door was closed. I lay there on the floor...feeling the raw-ness of the skin of my prick and ragged swollen opening of my ass...smelling the scent of Dad's hairy body, sweat, and cum drenching the humid air around me. I got up, missing his presence, and shut the window to keep the smell of him with me. Setting the alarm for six so I could get up and air the room out before Mom woke, I then slid into bed thinking of everything that had gone on tonight and won- dering about the weekend at the cabin as I quickly drifed off into a satisfied and exhausted sleep. (To be continued.) 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