Date: Sat, 10 Oct 2009 01:58:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sean Hardy <hardy.sean@rocketmail.com>
Subject: Birthday Surprise Part Five

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            Dad called me later that night, and told me of his plan. He
told my mother that I needed some help fixing something in my apartment,
and that we were just going to make a weekend of it. She was glad that we
were spending time together, and, while she offered to go, he told her that
it was best for "the guys" to be alone.
            Yes, I felt horrible for lying to her, but the rest of me was
elated with the idea of four days alone with my new found lover. I happily
returned home and went about doing some light cleaning, and just getting
ready for his arrival, even though I knew it was at least another day away.
            The next morning, I woke later than normal. I yawned, as I
swung my feet off the bed, and then noticed something odd - the smell of
coffee wafting through the small apartment. Had I left the coffee pot on? I
rubbed my eyes and staggered into the living room.
            To my surprise, my father was sitting on the red leather couch
in the living room. He was reading the sports section of the daily paper,
and quietly sipping a mug of coffee. I hadn't expected him this early,
never mind that he was already inside the apartment.
            "Dad?" I asked, after a few moments.
            "Hey, sport!" he said, looking up from the paper.
            "I didn't know you were going to be so early," I said.
            "I couldn't wait at home, so I drove down early this morning. I
used the spare key you gave us; hope that's okay," he said, placing the
paper down on his lap.
            "No, it's fine. I'm glad you're here," I said, smiling at him.
            "There is a fresh pot of coffee in the kitchen," he said,
lifting his mug as a gesture.
            "Thanks," I said. I suddenly remembered how badly I had to pee,
and turned towards the bathroom. My father picked up the paper again, and
resumed his reading, as I closed the door behind me.
            I did my business, and then glanced at myself in the mirror,
quickly smoothing down my hair, and then brushing my teeth.. I figured that
I could have looked worse, really, and went toback the living room.
            Dad was still reading the paper, as I walked over to him. I
leaned down from behind the couch, and kissed him on the cheek. He sighed,
and turned to meet my lips. We kissed softly, as his hand came up around my
head. I kissed up toward his ear, and nuzzled him, as my other arm snaked
down over his shoulder and over his chest.
            We kissed again, this time using our tongues. I rubbed his firm
pecs with my hand, and pulled up his shirt a little, enough to where I
could see that hot treasure trail of his. Dad moaned, as he turned his
head, and I licked down his neck. He laid the paper on the couch, and
turned back to me, as we kissed once more.
            I broke away and kissed further down his neck, as I bent over
the couch more. Dad laid his head back against the back of the couch, and
gave a primal grunt. He reached down and pulled up the bottom of his
shirt. I stood back up, and watched him pull the shirt up over his head.
            He tossed his shirt into the floor, and I walked around the
couch, my eyes fixed on his hairy stomach. As I sat down next to him, Dad
pulled me close, and ran his hand down my back, as we kissed again. He slid
his other hand up to my neck and held it there, moving me tightly against
his face.
            The harsh feel of his beard rubbed against my smooth cheeks as
we passionately kissed. I ran my hand down his chest, playing in the soft
fur. Dad moved his hand to the bottom of my thin t-shirt, and stroked my
stomach.
            My hand moved lower and across his dick, which was swelling to
life beneath the jeans he wore. I massaged him through his pants for a few
seconds, and then Dad pulled my shirt up over my head and threw it off. He
moved his hand up my chest, and then brought his face down right above my
right nipple. He stuck out his tongue, and began to lick and suck around
it, until it was as hard as my cock.
            My nipples were always very sensitive, and I moaned and
squirmed against him the whole time. He grinned as he pulled away, and
looked up at me. I reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, as he watched my
hands work.. He pushed his jeans down, as I grabbed hold of his dick. It
felt so warm and stiff as my fingers wrapped around it.
            He wasn't fully hard yet, but I stroked him a few times, and
felt him go to full attention. He kicked his jeans and briefs off, and they
landed in the ever growing pile on the floor. I continued to stroke him, as
I leaned down and kissed his chest. I sucked a nipple, and then licked down
his stomach, following the hairy trail to my prize.
            I opened my mouth and sucked his head for a few seconds, and
then widened and took another few inches. He moaned, and said my name in a
hungry whisper. His hand moved to the back of my head, and he gently pushed
me down on his meat. I took him down to the base, and then came back up,
this time holding his cock firmly in my hands and kissing right underneath
the head.
            I looked up at him as my tongue slid over his slit. He smiled
down at me, and pushed me back onto him. He was a little more forceful this
time, shoving my neck down. I bobbed up and down on his shaft, as he
squirmed and bucked beneath me.
            Dad smoothed his hand over my back, and ran it in circles, as I
continued to take long, slow mouthfuls of his manhood. I pulled off, and
licked his hairy ball sack, lovingly sucking his heavy balls into my mouth,
one after another.
            "Oh, God!" Dad moaned, as I licked underneath his nuts, and
then back up to his dick, in one slow motion. I sucked his head, and
stroked him into my mouth, tonguing his slit, which was oozing precum.
            After another few minutes of this, Dad pulled me up towards
him, and captured my lips with his. He bit at my lower lip, as he kissed
me, and our hands roamed over each other's bodies. I ground myself against
him, my cock hard and aching with every thrust.
            I reached down and pushed my pajama pants off, letting my cock
spring out. Dad looked over at me, and then pushed me back. He got to his
feet, and I knelt in front of him. My lips went back to his meat, and he
slowly grabbed my head with both hands, and fucked my mouth. He thrust deep
inside me over and over again, finally pulling me up onto my feet beside
him.
            He kissed me again, and I moved my hands up around his neck, as
his wrapped around my waist, and then slid down to my ass. He gave it a
playful smack, and then began to grab hands full, and knead it.
            His dick rubbed against my own, and we moved together, letting
them slowly push one another up and down. Dad rubbed my cheeks with his
hands and spread them lightly, running a finger in between them, teasing my
little pucker, with a low growl.
            He moved back from the kiss, and trailed down my chest with his
lips, sucking and licking as he went, until he was on his knees before me.
He leaned forward and kissed my navel, and then down through my bush, until
he was inches away from my hard cock.
            He eyed it for a few moments, stroking it up and down with his
fist, and then sunk his lips over the tip. He lavished his tongue over
myshaft, and jerked me into his mouth. I reached down and ran my fingers
through his hair. He seemed to excel in cock sucking, as he did with any
sport, and was soon taking me all the way.
            I could hardly hold back from releasing my load down
Dad'sthroat, and had to pull back. Dad looked up at me and laughed.
            "You had enough, sport?" he teased.
            "Hardly, but if you keep that up, I'm going to cum," I said,
helping him up.
            "Let's go to your bedroom then," he said, with a shy look. I
felt like a little girl getting a new toy, and had to stop myself from
saying "Yippee".
            Dad playfully pushed me against the wall on our way to my
bedroom and kissed me hungrily. We both laughed and spun into the room, and
then he shoved me onto the bed. I rose up and got onto all fours as he gave
my ass another smack.
            He sat down on the bed and pulled me across him. Then he
smoothed his hand over my bottom and spread my cheeks. I felt slight
pressure from his finger, and then he slipped it inside my hole. I moved
against him in response, and he gave a pleased groan and pushed his finger
in deeper. He twisted it inside me, and then slipped another finger in. I
squirmed and then steadied myself as my hole adjusted to its invasion. He
finger fucked me hard for several minutes, making my boy cunt nice and
ready for that big thick cock of his.
            I'd been fucked before, but I was as nervous as a virgin at the
thought of him inside me. I had been with someone his length before, but
never that broad. I wanted it so badly, but wondered just how it would
feel.
            Dad pulled his slick fingers out of me with a quick plop, and
then pushed me off of him. "You got any rubbers around?" he asked. I
gestured to the nightstand, and he pulled it open and retrieved one. He
tore it with his fingers and eagerly slid it onto his cock. I watched this
all in amazement; seeing your father put a condom on and prepare to fuck
didn't happen every day.
            I moved up onto all fours in front of him, and spread my legs
out enough to flash my hole. Dad smiled and shook his head in disbelief.
            He grabbed my hips with one hand and guided himself into me
with the other. I felt intense pressure opening my boy pussy, and then his
engorged cock head penetrating me. I gasped out,biting my lips to keep from
screaming.
            Dad let out a guttural moan that I had only fantasized about
hearing. He left the head of his dick inside me, letting me adjust to the
size, and then slowly fucked me with it. He made small thrusting motions to
just penetrate me a little with the tip of himself. I whimpered like a
child as my hot daddy made love to me.
            He pushed farther into my ass with a quick shove, and then,
like magic, he was nearly all the way in. I felt so complete, sofull, in a
way I'd never felt before. Having his dick inside me, felt like the most
natural thing in the world.
            "Goddamn, kid, you are fucking tight!" he mumbled. I'd never
heard my father talk like this before, but damn if it didn't excite me
beyond measure. My own dick bobbed up and down as he pounded me, precum
leaking all over the place.
            Dad wrapped his arms around my torso and leaned into me, as he
humped me like an animal. I could feel his hairy chest against my back, and
his lips against the back of my neck, as he planted kisses there.
            Without any warning, he pulled himself all the way out of me,
leaving me feeling empty and gaping. I turned around to look at him, and he
sighed, wiping the sweat from his brow.
            He laid down on the bed, his dick pointing towards the ceiling
like an arrow.
            "Sit on it," he ordered. I felt a thrill jolt through me, and I
straddled him. I reached down and guided him into me, and then sunk down on
his pole. I moved my hands forward, and let them rest on his stomach, as I
began to bounce up and down on him. Dad's head shot back against the bed,
and he let out a loud moan.
            My dick smacked against his skin violently, as I worked him. I
ran my fingers up and down his fur covered chest, and felt my orgasm begin
to shoot through my body. I sat down on him, and reached for my cock,
giving it a few long strokes before unleashing my cum onto Dad's body. A
hot rope of white jizz shot out of my dick and landed in between my
father's hairy pecs.
            "Oh, fuck!" Dad yelled out, as another two jets of cum hit
him. He eyed them like presents under the Christmas tree.
            His cock still inside me, Dad moved swiftly to switch
positions, and I found myself on my back, with him on top of me. He looked
down at me with lust-filled eyes, and then pumped me hard, working my sore
hole quickly with a passion.
            Five or six thrusts deep inside me, and I felt him shoot his
load into the thin latex condom.. He gasped, out and shoved himself so far
inside me that I felt like it was going to come out of my mouth. He reached
down and kissed me, as he drained his cock inside my hole.
            Dad laid his head right beneath my chin, and we remained that
way until I felt his cock soften and slip out of me. My heart was racing,
and I struggled to catch my breath. That had been quite a workout.
            After who knows how long, Dad spoke. "I love you, Jacob."
            "I love you, too,Dad," I said, bringing my hand up to stroke
his hair.
            "I don't know how easy it will be to keep this going, but I
want it more than anything."
            "Me, too," I said. I couldn't help but smile.
            "I just wish we hadn't waited this long."
            "Well we do have the whole weekend." I replied. Dad looked up
at me with a devious grin, and then kissed me.

....

            I hope you've enjoyed "Birthday Surprise". I had a lot of fun
writing it and your responses to it have been great. My next story will be
in the Adult/Youth section titled "Playing Dirty" and will be something a
little different for me to write, but I hope you enjoy it.. Look for it
probably next week! Also if you were curious, my other two stories are
completed and online, Seducing My Son and Summer with Mr. Hamilton.
            Thanks everyone! Look forward to hearing from you,
hardy.sean@rocketmail.com