Dad To The Rescue IV
"It's A Buddy Thing"
By Joey E

"Joe," he said softy, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "I think I can understand why you were in my bedroom yesterday. So, I'm gonna make this easy on you."

I said nothing and continued to just stare forward.

"I've been where you're at before, buddy. I know what it feels like to have all these thoughts and feelings in your head. At times, you just get so horny you can't stand it. So you may do things out of the ordinary for the rush and the thrill of it."

Where was he going with this?

"I know you were watching me this morning, bud."

I looked at him in fear.

"Why do you think I left my door open?" he asked with a grin. "I figured you might like to see the real thing. Then maybe you would get it out of your system and move on."

I still said nothing. I was afraid to say anything at this point.

"I'm not mad at you, buddy. It just took me completely by surprise, catching you like that on my bed, jackin' your cock. I'll be honest with you though. It was sort of exciting seein' you do that. You made me proud. My boy is becoming a man."

Well, at least he wasn't mad at me. This was still way to fucked up for me to comprehend.

"Dad," I said softly.

"Yeah, son," he asked.

"You know I find you hot, don't you?"

He let out a long sigh. "I suspected it."

"You're not mad at me are you?"

"No, and to be honest, I think you're cute," he said as if it were no big deal.

"WHAT?" I exclaimed.

"Buddy, it's normal at least to me for a father to be turned on by his boy growing up. It brings back memories of when I was your age and all those hot times that I had jacking off and shit like that. And it's a whole pride thing too."

"So what do we do now?"

"Woah, buddy....we're not going to do anything differently now. Just because I said you're hot doesn't mean we're gonna fuck around."

"Well, why not?"

"Because I'm your father and you're my son. That's why."

Well, there was no use trying to get more. I was lucky enough that he handled it all this way so far. I relented and was content. It could've been a lot worse.

"So are we cool?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said, grinning at him.

He gave me a big hug and kissed me on the cheek. I giggled and kissed him back on his cheek. By now, I was sitting on his lap, looking into his eyes. He suddenly dropped me down to the floor and laid on top of me, thus starting a wrestling match between us. I was going to win this one. But, Tony had some good moves on his side too. I tried to win, but it was pretty difficult to do anything when I suddenly found my face in his pit again. I took one whiff and he threw me on my back. It wasn't nasty or anything, but just pure man scent. I wondered if it was true about like dad like son. I got a little daring and then made sure to hold his face in my pit. It worked and I did a quick reversal.

"HA HA! How do you like it now?" I screamed out in victory.

"Why you little runt," he said, throwing me over again.

It was settled there and then that he was the winner. He pinned me in no time at all, despite my efforts to bridge up or wiggle out. He laid on top of me and sighed. I knew my cock was going to react. For the first time, though, I didn't try to hide it. I even flexed it up against his stomach. He noticed.

"Something come up, there, champ?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said laughing.

"That's all right, bud, it happens to all of us," he said. He brushed up against me and I could feel he was hard also.

I knew it was time. I needed to feel him. I wanted to see him. I wanted to touch him. I did what seemed to be the right thing to do. I grabbed onto the back his head and pulled him towards me. I pulled him to my lips and I kissed him. He tried to pull back a little, but he soon gave in and we were in a full-fledged lip-lock.

He pulled away after about five seconds, and stood up.

"You can't be doing that, buddy."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm your father...that's why. You're 15 , that's why!"

"Come on, Dad. You admitted to me that I was cute today, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but I didn't mean..."

I got up off the floor, feeling lost and rejected. I didn't know where to turn after that. I had made a fool out of myself. Maybe I misread the signals, maybe I didn't know what the hell I was even trying to do. I turned away and started walking out of the room, not able to look at Tony.

"Joey," I heard him say softly.

I turned around.

"Once we go there, we can never go back, you know that, don't you?"

I nodded my head yes. I turned away again.

"Joey..."

I turned around again, still unable to look at him.

"You little bastard," he said softly.

I looked up at him and saw he was smiling.

"So, how about it champ?" he asked, looking down at his cock and then looking back at me.

What? He wanted me to blow him?

"Just the two of us on the couch, jackin'?" he asked, grabbing his package.

This couldn't be happening. "Are you serious?" I asked, practically in a whisper.

He nodded his head yes, and sat back down on the couch. He patted the space next to him for me to sit down. I went over slowly and sat next to him, fully erect. From the bulge in his jeans, he was aroused as well.

"Well, you gonna whip it out or not, boy?" he asked, as if he were expecting me to make the first move.

"Oh, uh, yeah,"

"Go ahead, Joey. Show me what you got," he said, looking directly at me.

I unbuttoned my jeans and opened the fly. I worked my cock out of my boxers and let it stand up straight in front of me. I was actually turned on by the fact that I was showing off my cock to my real Dad.

"Real nice, Joey," he said. "Want to see mine?"

"Sure," I answered quickly.

He took in a deep breath and undid his jeans. He pulled them all the way down to his ankles. True to his word, he wasn't wearing any underwear. His big cock was fully hard and looked huge compared to mine. It looked even better up close. didn't know what was going to happen exactly. I was just happy to finally be able to show Tony that he turned me on, big time. I started stroking my cock immediately and watched Tony's reaction. His eyes were focused on my cock and balls. He grabbed a hold of his cock and start stroking it with me.

"Just as I thought. A chip off the old block. "Pretty soon, you'll be as big as me, son," he said.

At that moment, it felt great to be called son by Tony.

"As big as you?" I asked, precum starting to flow out of my slit.

"Yeah," he said, stroking his.

"How big is yours?" I asked.

"About eight inches. What about yours?"

"About six."

"Don't worry, champ, you'll be as big as me some day. Looks like you're developing quite nicely down there."

"Thanks," I said, proud that he noticed.

"It's gettin' hot in here," he said, whipping off his t-shirt.

I almost shot right there, seeing him practically naked with a hard cock. His cock was perfectly straight, just like mine. I tore off my t-shirt as well and resumed stroking. I moved up against him, so that our arms and legs were touching. His body felt like it was on fire. He gently pressed against me as if to let me know he was with me.

"Great body, Joey," he said. "Just like me when I was your age."

"Aw...fuck," I said.

About the only thing different was the way we stroked. He used his right hand, I used my left. Perfect match all around.

"That's it, buddy, stroke that meat," he said.

"Oh, feels so....good," I strained.

I was watching him the whole time. His facial expressions were priceless. I loved how his body would tense up and then relax as he stroked. He let out these quiet moans that weren't helping me last longer.

"Buddy, this is the second time I am going to shoot today in less than an hour."

"Awesome, Dad," I said.

"Fuck," he said, speeding up his strokes.

"You like when I call you Dad?" I asked.

"Oh fuck yeah, son," he said.

His balls were really low hangers. They bounced up and down when he stroked. He sometimes reached down and pulled on them, just like I did. I was totally fixated by him. He let out a high pitched moan, and that did it for me.

"I'm gonna cum, Tony! I'm gonna....fuck...aw...." I said as semen came flying out of my cock. It landed on his chest.

"Wow, that's my boy!" he yelled as he watched me cumming.

"I'm right behind you," he said, as he took in a deep breath.

As he exhaled, cum started spewing out of his cock. It landed on his chest. It wasn't much, but considering that he came just before, it was impressive.

"Fuck yeah!" I exclaimed, still milking the last of my load out.

He leaned back and stopped stroking, still catching his breath. It was an amazing sight. His load and my load on his well-defined but hairy chest. There was a strong smell of cum in the air. When he opened his eyes, he was looking right into mine.

"How was that?" he asked.

"Hot!"

"Glad you enjoyed it, Joey," he said.

I couldn't believe what just happened. But there he was, right next to me, cum coated. He got up and grabbed a roll of paper towels from the kitchen. He came back in and sat down next to me. He gave me a couple to clean myself up with and he cleaned himself up too.

"Whew! Thanks, bud," he said, smiling at me.

I threw my arms around him and hugged him. I knew I was completely naked, but at this point, it didn't matter anymore. I felt no guilt from what I had just done. I just hope he felt the same way.

"You okay, champ?" he asked, wrapping his arm around me.

"Yes, never better," I answered.

He broke the embrace and pulled his shorts back on. I stayed naked, not caring at the moment.

"Thanks, Dad," I said quietly.

He turned around and looked at me for a second.

"Nothin' wrong with a bud jackin' with a bud, son. Remember that."

"Well, why didn't you suggest that before?" I asked.

"Well, don't you think it's a little weird jackin off with your Dad?"

"I don't know. It didn't seem weird to me at all. I guess it's because I haven't known you all my life."

"Well, it seems a little weird to me now, after we shot our loads. But, I guess it's cool with me if it's cool with you."

"Sweet, dude, we'll have to do it again!"

He chuckled and ruffled up my hair again with his hand.

"Well, I'm glad we had this talk, man. I gotta go take my shower now."

I started to get dressed again with a big smile on my face. This was totally unreal what just happened. There was no question that I wanted to do it again as soon as possible. But, I decided that I didn't want to push it. If Tony wanted to do it again, then I'd be right there. But until then, I couldn't push it.

I let Lux out while I waited for Tony to come back downstairs. I played with her a little bit in the back yard. She loved it when we played fetch. Soon enough, Tony came out too, and we had fun play with Lux. At one point, Tony went down to his knees and Lux jumped on top of him. I loved that fact that he seemed to act a lot like me, even though he was fully grown.

We soon went inside and then I called my best bud, Ed. Since it was summer vacation, I knew he'd probably be home. I hadn't talked to him since the day I moved out, so I figured it was time to give him a call. We chatted for a few and made plans for me to go over to his house in the afternoon . Tony said he would take me over there on his way in to the site.

"So, his parents are giving you a ride back later?" he asked as we were driving to Ed's house.

"Yeah, and I shouldn't be that late," I answered.

"How long have you known him?" he asked.

"Oh, we've been friends since elementary school," I explained. "He's my best bud."

"That's cool. I'm just curious because we're still gettin' to know each other and all," he said.

"Yeah, it's kind of weird, but it's fun too."

"I agree, little bud. I just hope to make every year that I missed up with you."

"You are one cool dude," I said.

"Did you get along with your stepfather?" he asked.

"Yeah, for the most part. Since he was the only Dad I knew of, we got along well. He did his best."

"I have to say, he did a good job, Joey. You've turned out to be a fine young man," he said, looking at me directly.

Tears started to well up in my eyes when he said that. True he was not Tony, but he was the man that raised me and I missed him so much. But, I feigned off the tears the best I could. In about twenty minutes we were at Ed's house.

"Try not to be home too late tonight," he said.

I opened the door and said, "Don't worry. I'll be home by ten."

"Later, champ," he said.

I closed the door and turned around to run to the front door. His house was just a few blocks away from my old house. His mom answered the door, and I went inside. Tony drove away after I was inside.

I had a nice time. I was close to his family as well, and so we had to go through the how are you doing routine. I didn't mind talking to his mom though. We soon ran down to basement where we usually hung out.

"So, how do you like your real Dad?" he asked.

Ed was a giant compared to me. He was six foot two, weighed in at around 200 lbs, in comparison to my 5'2", 100lbs frame. But somehow, we just got along. He was more easy going than I was and I was more outgoing than he was.

"He's cool, dude. He's awesome. He's so much like me it's not even funny."

I went on to tell him about all the events that happened minus the jacking off stuff. All in all, we had a great time. All too soon, it was time to leave.

"Ed, your father is ready to take Joe home!" his Mom called from the top of the steps.

"Aw, already?" he whined.

I got home around 10PM, just as I said to Tony. The lights were on in the house and his truck was outside so I knew he was home. However, guess who else's vehicle was parked outside too? I walked in the door and was greeted by Lux. I decided to walk in as quietly as could, so maybe I could catch them in action. I have to admit I was somewhat disappointed when I found the two of them just hangin' out in the family room together, watching the tube.

"Joey! You're home!" Tony said, smiling at me.

"Right on time!" I added, sitting down on the lazy-boy.

"Hey, buddy," Dan said, nodding at me.

"Did you have fun tonight?"

"Oh yeah, just like always," I answered.

"I'm glad to hear it," Tony said. "I've been just hangin' out with Dan here tonight."

"So, Joey, I hear that you...." Dan started to say.

My dad punched Dan in the arm.

"Hey!" Dan yelped. "What the hell was that for?"

"What did I tell you before?" Tony asked with fire in his eyes.

"Would you just chill the fuck out, babe?" Dan said. "

Did I just hear Dan call Tony babe? What the hell was that about?

"I was going to say I hear you enjoyed yourself last night playing poker with us old boys!"

"Oh yeah, Dan, it was fun."

"See?" Dan asked. "Come on, buddy you know me better than that!"

Tony still looked at Dan, like he was going to strike him or something.

"Your Dad always is so uptight. Tell him to chill out once in a while!" Dan said, getting up.

"Come on, bud, it's my son!"

"Yeah, what about it?" Dan asked.

Okay, now I was lost. Completely lost.

"Would someone please fill in the blanks and tell me what I'm missing?" I asked.

"Forget it, champ," Tony said, getting up as well. "Dan is just being his usual self."

They started rough housing right before my eyes. Playful punching and grabbing and laughing. They were still like two kids, just joking around.

"Hey, champ," he said between the giggles, "Aren't you gonna help me out?"

I was shocked by that question, but since Dan had Tony in a headlock, I jumped up without thinking and jumped on top of Dan's back.

"AAAARGGGG!" I cried out as I jumped on top.

"Get him, Champ, get him!" Tony yelled out.

"Hey!" Dan yelled, laughing out loud.

Dan never let go of Tony, but pulled him over to the couch. Then with me on his back, he sat down on the couch, pressing up against me. I was laughing by this time, and I felt Dan pressed up hard to the point that I let go. Finally, Tony broke free and they both collapsed down on the couch next to me.

"Nice try, bud," Dan said, smartly.

"I'll get you next time," I said, confidently.

"Yeah, that's what your Dad said fifteen years ago," Dan said, laughing.

"Don't listen to a word he says, champ," Tony interrupted, swatting Dan in the back of the head.

"Well, you did, didn't you?" Dan asked, giving Tony a big grin.

Tony chuckled and looked right into Dan's eyes. "True."

"Well, I better be outta here," Dan said, getting up.

"Okay, call me tomorrow, bud," Tony said, getting up as well. He walked Dan to the door.

"Later, little bud," Dan said.

"Later, dude," I answered back.

Tony came back in, chuckling. "He's such a wise ass, Joey!"

"He's a cool dude," I said, still on the floor.

He let out a yawn and stretched. "Well, champ, what do you say we hit the hay?"

"Okay," I said, getting up, realizing that I was more tired than I originally believed.

We both went to our respective rooms, with Lux trailing behind me. I had just gotten undressed when Tony appeared in my doorway. He was just now in boxers with no t-shirt. God, he looked hot.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm all right," I said, yawning.

"Cool. You know where I'll be if you need me," he said, softly. He came over to the bed and kissed me on the cheek.

"Good night, son," he said.

"Good night, Dad," I replied.