Date: Thu, 28 Jul 2016 17:51:18 +0000 (UTC) From: Wolf Pomo Subject: Dad Introduced Jeb to Sex (Gay/Incest, oral, anal, b/M) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2016 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@yahoo.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Daddy Introduced Jen to Sex By Wolf My family consisted of mother, father, older brother and sister, and myself. We lived in buffalo, New York during the fifties. My father was in his thirties, and at least six-foot one. He did have a pot belly because he liked his beer. He also liked to horse around with my brother and me a lot. When he would get home from work he would wrestle us. He told my sister the rough housing wasn't an appropriate activity for girls. I was tall for my age and a little chubby with baby fat. We both wore glasses. I must have been about dive-feet five when Dad started horsing around with me. When I was about 9-years-old Mother got a part time job at my uncle's Deli. She worked Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays nights, as a result that just left Dad and me at home on Fridays and Saturday night because my brother and sister were on dates. I wasn't sure Dad preferred to stay home looking after me, but he made the best of it. Dad bored easily, so he couldn't watch the TV for very long, he would horse around with me a lot. W would wrestle on the kitchen floor. I loved the smell of his manly body as we worked up a sweat. By the time I was about 11-years-old I became aware that our wrestling had changed. I was entering puberty but I didn't understand what was changing. No one had ever giving me that talk about the facts of life. No one ever did give me that talk. Wrestling with my father did feel good. While we were rolling around on the floor I began to notice that my penis got hard, and Dad's got hard as well. I started going out of my way to brush my thigh against his hard-on. I would find ways to touch it and brush my face against his crotch. Dad was also seemed to be doing the same thing to me. One evening we were wrestling as usual and we wound up in a crotch to crotch position and we were both hard. We were rubbing against each other vigorously. The Dad stopped moving and stood up, ending our game abruptly. I was puzzled and disappointed, but reluctant to say anything. The next evening when we started wrestling the same thing happened when our crotches rubbed each other, but this time I just wrapped my legs around his thigh and clung to him and started grinding away. Dad tried to pull away, but I locked my legs around his thigh. We struggled with each other for a few moments bur Dad suddenly started to grid his crotch against me too. There we were on the dining room floor grinding our crotches against each other. It startled me when Dad started to make guttural sounds and suddenly a wet spot appeared on the front of his pants. I thought he had pissed in his pants. I didn't know he had cum in his pants. Dad pushed me away and said, "We shouldn't be doing this anymore, and don't tell anyone!" Dad refused to wrestle with me for a few weeks, but one evening we found ourselves on the floor wrestling again. Dad didn't stop this time, but when afterwards he told me not to tell anyone again. The funny thing was he continued wrestling me regularly, but he started pulling my pants off and actually took hold of my penis. We didn't discuss what we were doing, but we began wresting in the nude. We didn't wrestle long before we would stop struggling and take hold of each other's penis. It felt wonderful having my penis pulled on by my father. One evening Dad maneuvered around so that his head was right over my crotch and took my penis into his mouth and started sucking on me. I was looking right up at his dangling balls and penis while he sucked on me. It felt wonderful, so I lifted my head up and took the knob of his cock into my mouth. He lowered his hips down driving his cock deep into my mouth and his balls folded over my nose. Dad started thrusting in and out of my mouth. When he pulled almost out of my mouth I got a look at his hairy asshole. It surprised me when he squirted cum into my mouth. At first I thought he had peed, but the stuff had no taste. Dad told me about what cum was, and assured me that I would be making cum soon. We continued sucking each other's cock every chance we got. Shortly after I turned twelve was when I gave dad the first taste of my cum. Once I was feeding Dad he told me that it was time to teach me about breeding. The idea of him sticking his cock into my ass frightened me, but I would do anything to please him. Dad started tickling my asshole with a wet fingertip. He gave me a latex rubber butt plug, so that I could use it to stretch my asshole. I would grease it up with Vaseline and stick it up my ass. I even used a strap to hold it in while I was dressed, so that it wouldn't come out. Eventually Dad felt it was about time for him to breed me. We got naked and Dad had me lay on my back and used the Vaseline to lubricate my asshole, and his cock before he lifted my legs up and rested my heels on his shoulders. He guided his cock to my asshole and slowly pushed it into my bowel. I couldn't believe that he could actually get his cock in my ass, but I grunted with ever thrust. While he fucked I had fantasies about becoming pregnant with his child. I knew it was impossible, but I got off thinking about the possibility. Dad was my lover until I went away to college. We did enjoy sex whenever we got to be alone until he passes away. While at college I had to find a father figure, and that turned out to be a white haired and bearded History professor. After semester finals a group of us went to a bar to celebrate over beers. When the classmates left one by one leaving me alone with the professor we talked for a while before I told him how much I liked older men. He smiled at me and placed his hand on my thigh. We left soon thereafter for his place. I became his sex toy for the remaining years at college. 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