Date: Sun, 23 Apr 2023 22:56:11 -0400
From: Zyngaru <zyngaru@ml1.net>
Subject: Daddy Swapping 2

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Daddy Swapping 2


After Ricky leaves, I go back inside the house, put some underpants on and
go put in a video to watch.

Dad gets back from his Single Dads support group meeting and finds me lying
on the sofa in just my purple, Fruit of the Loom briefs with white piping,
watching the "August Rush" DVD.  Yes, I like movies about boys.  I've
watched "Ender's Game" at least a hundred times.  The books are better.
Ender and all the other boys are naked a lot in the books, but never in the
movie.  You really can't count the shower scene with him wearing a towel as
being naked.  Dad comes in and sits in his chair and watches the movie with
me to the end.  It was close to being over anyway.

"Eddie.  I have something to talk to you about, if you have time?"

It's a teacher's break, so I don't have school the rest of the week.  That
means I don't have to go to bed at any certain time, like I do on regular
school nights.

"Sure dad.  What's up?"

I swing around on the sofa, so that I'm sitting opposite him with my legs
spread apart like all boys sit.  This way we can look directly at each
other.  It's not really unusual for dad to want to talk to me after one of
his support meetings.  I think it helps him to rehash everything with me to
get it all straight in his head and to find out if anything they talked
about can be applied to us.  I have to admit, these talks and the things he
learns has helped us tremendously with our father/son relationship.  I
mean, me sitting here in just my tented out underpants is a huge step in
our relationship.  Before he went to the meetings, I wouldn't have ever
done this.

"Tonight, four of the guys told the rest of our group about something
they've been doing for a few months now and how it has helped them, so they
wanted to share it with us to see if we wanted to try it out also.  They
call it Father/Son Swapping.  Each weekend their son goes to stay with a
different dad and they get one of the other dad's sons.  What do you make
of that?"

Okay.  This is totally new and I have to think about it just a bit before I
answer dad.

"Well, first off, I would call it Daddy Swapping instead of father/son
swapping, because the name is just too long and it's the boys that are
actually swapping dads."

"That makes sense.  I'll mention that at the next meeting.  Anything else?"

"I'll need to know more before I can answer that.  Like what do they do and
stuff.  I mean, is it just like a sleep-over or what?"

"It's definitely not a sleep-over.  It's more like you would replace the
other dad's son for the weekend and he and you would do what he would do
with his own son.  Although, from what the guys said, they venture out into
fantasy types of things with each other that they wouldn't do with their
own sons."

"What kind of fantasy stuff?  Are we talking sexual?  Like gay stuff?"

"That is part of it, but they were clear it wasn't really gay stuff, but
more like intimate stuff that a dad and son could do together to get closer
to each other without labeling it as gay.  They described it as more like
experimentation and exploration type things they do with each other.  Sort
of like extra-close bonding.  They also said they did other things to get
closer to each other that wasn't sexual, like showering, hiking, wrestling,
swimming and hanging out naked together."

"So, there would be a whole lot of nakedness!  Would these dads want to
play with my penis?"

"Yes, that would probably be part of it and they would probably want you to
play with theirs as well."

"Dad!  That sounds gay to me.  It's very kinky for sure.  Is there anything
else other than just being naked and playing around together?"

"One dad mentioned that he and his weekend son enjoy spanking each other
and do it multiple times over a weekend."

"What the heck!  Really.  They spank each other and like it?  For real?"

"That's what he said and they use different implements on each other.  He
said it helps them to bond closer together."

"Oh!  My!  Goodness!  Dad.  That's really kinky stuff for sure.  I mean you
haven't spanked my butt since I was ten and I've never spanked you or even
thought about doing it."

All of this is mind blowing.  To think dads and sons do this kind of stuff
together.  I really don't know what to think about all of this that dad
just laid out to me.

"So Eddie.  What do you think?"

"I don't know dad.  The horny boy in me is jumping up and down like a jack
rabbit on speed, but the realistic, down-to-earth boy in me is yelling this
is weirder than crap.  What do you think about it?"

"Eddie.  To be honest, I would like to try it out, but only if you want to
do it, because it's a team deal.  We both have to agree or not at all."

"The thing is dad, I don't know any of the guys in your support group.  I
don't even know who the other boys are.  So, if I did it, I would be at the
mercy of a total stranger."

"That's true, Eddie.  Now, the other dads do know you though.  We spend a
lot of time telling each other about our sons and sharing photos and stuff.
So, all the guys know you pretty well, just like I know all of their boys."

"You've been talking about me to them?"

"Of course.  That's how a support group works.  We share ourselves with
each other, which includes our sons, so we can learn from each other on
what could work in our father/son relationships.  That's how I learned it
was okay for a dad to shower with his son.  One of the guys shared how him
and his son bonded by being naked in the shower together."

"Oh!  So, that's where that came from.  It felt really weird seeing you
naked again after so long a time.  I was like ten.  Do you remember?  You
took me into the bathroom to take a shower with you right after you spanked
me for not doing my homework and turning it in."

"Yes.  I remember that.  You were already naked for your spanking, so I
just scooped you up in my arms once you stopped crying and took you into
the bathroom, where I stripped naked and we showered together.  After that,
you wanted to take showers with me all the time.  Well, until just recently
that is.  You just up and stopped for some reason."

"Well dad.  I only stopped because, well, I get boners now and it's
embarrassing getting a boner in front of you."

"Eddie.  We talked about that.  Boners are natural and nothing to be
embarrassed about."

"Ya, I know dad, but it's still embarrassing.  I can't help it.  It just
is."

"What did I tell you about how to get over embarrassment?"

"You told me to do it over and over again until it's no longer
embarrassing, but that was about giving reports in school, standing in
front of the whole class, not showing off my boner."

"It's the same principle."

"I guess, if you say so."

"Eddie.  Did it work for giving book reports?"

"Yes.  I can talk in front of the class now with no problem.  Oh!  So,
you're saying I should take showers with you again, so I can get over boner
embarrassment, like I did with book reports."

"Actually.  I think you're the one saying it."

Dad's being tricky.  He's using my own words against me.  The thing is, I
love him and I enjoyed being naked with him in the shower.  It's just these
darned boners.  I guess it wouldn't hurt to try it again.

"So...well...dad...um...do you want to go take a shower together?"

"I thought you'd never ask.  Get your butt up off the sofa and into the
bathroom.  It's time we take another shower together.  It's been way too
long."

We both walk to the bathroom.  I turn the shower on and adjust the
temperature while dad strips naked.  Of course, I have a full boner tenting
out the front of my briefs.  I seem to always have a boner these days.  I
have to take a deep breath before lowering my underpants to the floor and
stepping out of them showing dad my five inch fat boner.

"Eddie.  You have nothing to be embarrassed about.  Your boner looks
awesome, son."

"But dad.  I'm still bald.  All the boys at school have hairs and I'm bald.
It's humiliating to look like a ten-year-old."

"Eddie.  No ten-year-old has a boner that big.  You look like a normal
fourteen-year-old; like you should.  As for hairs.  You'll get them.  We're
just late bloomers in our family and we never get a lot of hairs.  Just
look at me.  My bush isn't very thick and my pit hairs are almost none
existent.  You won't find much hair anywhere else on my body either."

"I never noticed, dad.  I remember you having a huge bush of hairs.  I
guess through the eyes of a little kid it was thicker and bigger back then.
Now that I'm a teenager, it does look thin and sparse.  So, is that how I'm
going to look?"

"Probably.  You notice we have close to the same size penis and balls.
Well, I'm assuming our penises are the same size, since mine is that size
when it's boned up like yours is now.  So, it only makes sense that our
pubes will probably match when yours come in."

"Dad.  This is really embarrassing, me standing naked with you and having a
boner, let alone talking about it.  Can we get in the shower now?"

We get into the shower together and there's a whole lot less room than I
remember.  We rub up against each other often as we soap up and rinse off.
Eventually my boner goes down and sure enough dad and I are the same size
when we're soft.  This is so embarrassing, but at the same time it feels so
right.  It's like this is how it should have been all along.  Dad washes my
back and I wash his back.  Dad is actually touching me while I'm naked and
I'm doing the same with him.  He even pulls on my penis a couple times,
which I discover I actually enjoy.  I don't get the nerve up to pull on his
though.  Once we're clean, we dry off and then stay naked, returning to the
living room to watch another movie together.  I lie on the sofa with my
dick and balls in full view of dad.  I get multiple boners during the movie
which causes me a lot of embarrassment knowing that dad is looking at it.

"You know Eddie, you can take care of your boner if you want.  I'm sure
it'll make you feel better."

OH!  MY!  GOODNESS!  I shout inside my head.  Dad wants me to jerk off in
front of him.  What am I going to do?  It's just too humiliating to do that
in front of him.

"But dad.  It'd be really embarrassing."

"Eddie.  What did we say about conquering embarrassment?"

"OH!  Ya!"

I've sort of trapped myself, so I go ahead and do it.  I reach for my boner
and begin slowly stroking it while watching the movie.  I try ignoring dad,
but out of the corner of my eye, I can see him watching me instead of the
movie.  This just makes my boner get harder and harder.  I get more and
more excited.  My breathing gets heavy and labored, while my butt rises up
off the sofa with each stroke.  Once that happens, I quickly get to the
point of explosion and out it comes.  Rope after rope of my sticky sperms
shoot out my dick-head landing on my chest and belly.  It's not as strong
of an orgasm as I had earlier, but then again, this is my forth one in just
a few hours.

I look over at Dad and he's smiling.

"That was beautiful Eddie.  Feel free to jerk off in front of me anytime
you get a boner."

Dad just said what I did was beautiful.  He didn't call it nasty or vulgar
or creepy or anything like that.  He said it was beautiful.  I make up my
mind right then, since dad sees me jerking off as beautiful, I'll do it in
front of him more often.

Dad stands up, gets some tissues out of the box on the coffee table and
walks over to me and cleans my sperms off my body.  My dad is cleaning me
up after I jerked off in front of him.  I instantly realize dad and I just
reached a new level in our father/son relationship and it's all because of
his support group meetings.

We finish watching the movie.  My penis remains soft for the rest of the
time.  Come bedtime, dad asks me the question that I knew was coming.

"So, Eddie.  What do you think of participating in Daddy Swapping?"

"I don't really know yet.  I know you want to do it, but I don't know if I
can let some other dad do stuff with me.  Can I think about it and let you
know before you go to your next meeting?"

"Sure son.  Just let me know before I leave for my meeting next Wednesday."

"Will do, dad.  I'm off to bed now."

"Good night, son."

"Good night, Daddy."

I see the look on dad's face.  He's shocked that I said daddy, which I
haven't used in like forever.

"I just wanted to see how it sounds and feels saying it.  If I agree to
doing the Daddy Swapping thing, then I guess I'll be saying it a lot. So, I
was practicing. Just in case."

"That's fine with me, Eddie.  Practice all you want.  It sounds good coming
from you."

"You really think so?"

"Oh yes.  Definitely."

"Okay.  Maybe I can say it more often, Daddy.  Good night."

I go to bed with all kinds of wild ideas in my head, which turn into wild
dreams as well.  I really don't know what I'm going to do.  I want to do
it, because it sounds like so much naughty fun.  What boy wouldn't want to
do it, but it's also very scary?  The thought of giving a strange man that
power over me is really, really scary, because who knows what he will do
with me.

I wake up the next morning having a wet dream about Ricky sucking my boner
in front of my entire gym class at school.  It's so real that I wake up
scared that everyone I shower with daily at school, now knows my secret
desires. As I'm cleaning up after making my morning mess, I hear a knock at
my back door.

Knock!  Knock!  Knock!

I quickly slip on some shorts, without undies, and go to the door to see
who it is.  When I open it, I see a naked Ricky standing in front of me.

"Hey Eddie.  You going swimming with me?"

"You're going like that?"

"Of course.  I'm going to be skinny dipping, so why wear clothes?"

"Because someone could see you naked going to and from there."

"So what?"

"They'll see your penis!"

"Eddie.  A penis is a penis.  They all look alike.  Besides, we'll be
walking along the railroad track, so no one will see us."

"No!  Penises don't all look alike.  My penis and your penis look very
different."

"Whatever!  You can wear your shorts if you want to, but it's silly."

"I'll go if you put some shorts on too."

"Okay.  But it's silly.  Let's go."

I follow Ricky to his house.  He goes inside and comes back out wearing a
pair of gym shorts.  We then turn and go behind his house where the
railroad tracks are and follow them a short distance to where they connect
to the main line through town.

"Ricky.  Did you answer all those emails you told me about?"

"Ya.  I even got a reply from one of them already."

"What he say?"

"He just wants me to tell him all about our going swimming today."

"You told him about me?"

"Sure.  Why not.  You're my friend and we're going swimming.  That's all I
told him."

"Oh!  Okay."

We follow the tracks a mile outside of town to a trestle and take the path
that runs down along beside it to the creek.  I no sooner get to the creek,
than I see Kyle Mathews and his brother, Kevin.  Kyle is my biggest
tormenter at school.  We have gym class together and he teases me every day
about being hairless and that I should be in the little boy's gym class,
not with the eighth graders.

"Ricky.  I can't do this. I gotta go home."  "Why?  We just got here."

"That's the Mathews brothers and they hate me, especially Kyle."

"Don't be silly.  I swim with them all the time and they're cool, except
they call me Dickie."

"That's because you're twelve and you're supposed to look like that.  I'm
fourteen and they make my life hell."

"Oh!  I get it.  You mean because you ain't got no hairs.  That's the same
as them calling me dickie.  It's just them teasing.  They're just having a
little fun and don't mean anything by it.  Just don't let it get to you and
have fun."

"HEY!  Dickie.  Are you and your friend coming swimming or not?"

"We're coming Kevin.  It's just that this is Eddie's first time is all and
he's a little nervous about swimming with you and your brother."

"Edgar!  Is that you?  It is you.  Kevin, that's the boy I've been telling
you about in my gym class.  You know the hairless one."

"Come-on Edgar.  We don't bite.  You and Dickie can swim with us."

I look over at Ricky with a lot of skepticism, but he's shaking his head
vigorously for me to join him swimming, so I slowly follow him over to the
Matthews brothers who have now gotten out of the water and are waiting for
us.  I quickly notice Kyle's brother, Kevin, has just as big and hairy of a
dick as Kyle has.  Kyle's penis is the biggest of all the eight grade boys.

"Well first boys, you both need to lose those shorts.  We swim naked here."

Ricky quickly drops his shorts and steps out of them standing naked in
front of the teenagers.  I take my time, really not wanting to do this, but
I agreed to go swimming with Ricky, so I lower my shorts revealing my
totally hairless body.

"Kyle.  I really didn't believe you when you said a fourteen-year-old in
your class was still hairless, but here he is and he for sure is as bald as
Dickie here."

"I told you Kevin."

"So Edgar.  Did Dickie tell you what you need to do to swim with us?"

"Just that I had to swim naked is all."

"Well, there's just a little more to it than that.  Dickie, tell your
friend what he needs to do now."

"Eddie.  I didn't tell you, because I thought we would be here first and if
we're already in the creek then it doesn't apply."

"What doesn't apply."

"The bald boy rule."

"What's that?"

"When hairy teenagers get to the creek first, then all bald boys that
arrive later have to jerk-off one of them before they can go swimming."

WHAT!  No way!  I reach down and pull my shorts back up and turn to go
home.

"Eddie!  Please!  Don't go!  Please don't leave. I really, really want to
swim with you."

"But you said I have to jerk-off one of them if I want to go swimming and I
don't want to do that."

"Edgar.  I'll make a deal with you.  You jerk me off and I'll call you
Eddie from now on and I won't tease you anymore about being bald."

I can't believe Kyle is making me a promise.  There has to be a catch to
it.  He's not a nice guy.  He's about as mean as they come.  But he just
promised to stop teasing me if I jerk him off.  The thing is he really
didn't have to make that promise, because the only way I can go swimming is
to do it and Ricky really wants me to swim with him, so I was going to do
it any way.

"What's the catch?"

"No catch.  You jerk me off when you come swimming and I'll leave you alone
at school."

"Please Eddie.  Do it.  It's a great deal.  You won't get teased anymore
and we get to swim together."

Ricky's right.  It's a great deal.  If Kyle doesn't tease me, the other
boys won't either, because everyone follows Kyle.  I drop my shorts yet
again, revealing my hairless body and turn to face Kyle.

"Deal!"

I reach out my hand and we both shake on it.  Ricky smiles really big and
gets down on his knees in front of Kevin and takes his soft dick into his
hand and begins playing with it.  I take a deep breath and do the same with
Kyle.

With one hand I play with his dick and with the other hand I play with his
balls. I do my best to get Kyle excited. I wiggle his soft, circumcised,
four-inch, very fat dick, back and forth. I can smell and taste the creek
as I lean forward and lick his dick-head.  I feel Kyle stiffen when I lick
his dick.  I just figure if he's going to stop teasing me, then he deserves
a little more than just a normal jerking-off.  Soon it begins swelling up
and getting hard.  I continue to give his pecker-head a lick every now and
again. I have to back off as it keeps growing to its full six and a half
inches and Kyle begins thrusting his hips forward towards me.

I glance over at Ricky and Kevin has both of his hands holding Ricky's head
close to his trusting dick.  Then he ejaculates all over Ricky's head.
Ricky actually has sperms dripping from his nose, instead of snot.  Now, I
know what is expected of me.  I'm expected to be the target of Kyle's
ejaculation.

I'm doing my best to stroke all the way up and back down Kyle's enormous
shaft, when all of a sudden his hands grab the back of my head and shove my
face into his dick and pubic hair.  I start struggling to get away as
Kyle's boner is pushing against my cheeks, lips, nose and eyes.  My face is
being tickled by Kyle's dark black curly wild hairs.

"Oh!  You lucky dog, Kyle.  You've got a virgin.  He's nothing like Dickie
here who's jerked us off lots of times.  You better be guiding Eddie on how
to take a face fucking or he'll be gasping and puking all over your dick."

"Breathe through your nose Eddie.  Not your mouth.  Well unless you want my
dick to accidently go in there.  Just calm down and relax and let me take
control. Just remember to keep breathing."

Kyle called me Eddie.  They both did.  For the first time since I've known
him, he called me by my nickname.  He's also eased up on pushing my face so
deep into his hairs, which is giving me some room to catch my breath, so I
don't feel like I'm suffocating.

"You can still lick it if you want to.  I really like how that feels."

Again, I try to do as he instructs me and it isn't long before I'm not
scared anymore, but I'm actually having fun.  I can feel Kyle get into a
rhythm as he F's my face.  I really hate that word, I never use it when
talking, but how else do you describe a boy who is humping your face with
his dick?  It's not until he's reaching his point of no return that I come
to the realization that I'm going to be getting Kyle's sperms all over my
face and probably even in my mouth as I lick his dick.  Before I can
process that new knowledge it happens.  Load after load of very warm sperms
hit my face, lips and open mouth and onto my tongue. I try to swallow as
fast as I can the sperms that make it into my mouth.  It's a whole new
experience trying to swallow with a dick rubbing up against your face.  It
feels very strange indeed.  The thing is, it's not an unpleasant
feeling. On the contrary, it feels awesome having a hot dick rubbing wet,
stick sperms against my cheek.

Once he's done squirting, he pulls his dick free and we both lie down on
the sand to recuperate.  Kevin and Ricky are already in the water swimming.

Kyle leans over and begins licking his sperms off my face as I lick my lips
clean of the sperms that got on my chin and upper lip. Once I'm clean, we
join them and swim for a couple hours.  I discover it's a whole lot more
fun swimming naked than it is wearing a suit.  Other boys join us in the
creek and I watch with interest as hairless boys get sperm squirted all
over their heads by hairy teenagers, so they can go swimming.  The thing is
none get face fucked like I did.  I wonder why, but then I really don't
care.  I enjoyed it and it made Kyle promise to treat be nice, so I'd do it
again and again, just for that reason.

The pairing between jerked and jerker seems to take place by consent of
both boys, which makes me happy, since I'm going to be doing this all
summer.  I know two of the hairy boys from school.  One is in my algebra
class and the other is in my history class and both are shocked to see that
I'm still hairless, but neither teases me about it.  They do come over to
us hairless boys who are all swimming together and let me know they are
going to try and be here early enough to get me to jerk them off.  I just
give them a nod, letting them know I'm okay with it if they are.

When it's time to go home, Ricky and I get out of the creek, but instead of
putting my shorts back on, I put them on my head and wear them like a hat.

"You sure you want to walk home naked?  We're liable to meet other boys
heading this way to go swimming."

"Sure.  Why not.  I'm sort of getting used to this now.  Besides, if I keep
coming swimming then everyone here is going to see me naked sooner or
later."

Walking along the railroad track we pass two brothers walking to the creek.
One is clothed and the other naked.  It's the younger brother that's naked
and he's hairless.  Ricky lets me know that the older boy is thirteen and
he has hairs.  He tells me that he's jerked him off before.  The older boy
looks me over closely.

"Hi.  I'm Milton and this is my little brother Charlie."

"Hey Milton and you too Charlie.  My name's Eddie and I think you already
know Ricky."

"Oh yes, Rickie and I are on intimate terms, which looking at you Eddie, I
would sure like to get intimate with you some time."

"We'll probably meet up with each other at the creek, since I plan on
swimming there all summer."

"Good.  See you there sometime then."

We each go our own ways.  I'm totally taken by surprise by just how much
jerking-off and dick play is done between boys.  If I hadn't come swimming
with Ricky, I wouldn't have ever known this even happens.  Not one boy
mentioned anything about this being gay or nasty.  It seems to be just
something that's accepted as normal for boys to do between them.

Understanding this new reality is giving me different thoughts about the
Daddy Swapping thing.

Over the weekend it's all I can think about.  I mean, there are four boys
doing it with different Daddies.  Every night I shower with dad and then we
stay naked the rest of the night.  Each night he touches my penis more than
the night before.  I even touch his dick a couple times.  I jerk off for
him as we watch a movie together before I go to bed.  At first it was super
embarrassing, but by Tuesday night's shower it's not so bad.  I still get
boners.  I don't think that's ever going to change, but I'm not so
embarrassed with dad looking at it and talking about it like I used to be.
We even make jokes about how soon I'll pop another one.

Wednesday in school, all I can think about is the Daddy Swapping thing and
if I should do it or not.  I'm really scared about it.  Some guy I don't
know is going to be my Daddy for a whole weekend.  He can have me do
anything he wants because he's the Daddy and I'm his weekend son.  I mean,
what if he makes me go house to house naked and talk to people?  I'd have
to do it.  Well dad did say I can say no to things, but then why do the
swap at all if I'm going to say no to what Daddy tells me to do?

To be continued.    That is if anyone is still interested in this story.
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