Date: Sat, 8 Dec 2012 12:51:44 -0800 (PST) From: Frank NIaw Subject: FATHER-SON TALK - part 3 FATHER-SON TALK 3 -- More Freddy by TucsonDaddy lannyr99@yahoo.com This story contains graphic sexual scenes between boys and men. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. In most states by law you are not allowed to read this story, if you are under 18 years of age. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any living or deceased persons or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. FATHER-SON TALK 3 -- More Freddy "How do you want to do this?" I asked "Dunno. Never been fucked before," he said shaking his head to emphasize his ignorance. "Dad, gave me a couple of suggestions," I said laying on the bed while looking into his face. A face I'd never forget for what he was giving me: my homosexual fantasy "What were they?" he asked. "He gave me a box that he said I should wait until we were together to open." "Where is it?" asked Freddy excitedly. "Right here. Under my bed," I answered sliding off to the floor. I raised the material that surrounded my bed and concealed the wheels, and reached beneath it. "Here it is," I said standing up then resuming my seat on the bed. Freddy was kneeling there looking so desirable. "Gawd but you are sexy," I said turning to take his face in my hands and kissing him. It continued for a wonderfully long time, then he said, "Let's open the box and kiss later." "Oh poo!," I pouted. "I like kissing you." "Me too. We'll do lots of that tonight. For now let's open the box." I lay the box between us and pulled the ribbon off. Then lifting the lid, I put it aside. "Wow!" exclaimed Freddy. "Look at this stuff." Inside the box were dildos of various sizes, two small bottles of lube and two packs of condoms. "What do we need these for?" Freddy asked indicating the condoms. "It's not like we'll get pregnant." Laughing, I told him that dad explained these are for cleanliness. When we finish fucking, our condoms will be covered with shit. We can pull off the condom seal it and the odor is locked in the tube. Then I can lick the residual cum off your cock." "Seems like a good idea." "Or we could give ourselves enemas so we could fuck bare back then suck the juice from our cocks when we pull out." "I dunno 'bout that. Ever done one?" he asked skeptically. "No but we could go online to find out." "Why don't we just start doing it the normal way? I want you inside me." "OK, then lets get you lubed up and start sticking the dildos up your ass to stretch you." He agreed so we began by opening the dildos, beginning with the smaller ones. "I'll do you first then you can stick one up my butt," I said selecting the smallest. "OK," he responded selecting the next size. Handing him one bottle of lube, I said, "This is to make them slick so they can slide in easily. Our asses are not like pussies 'cause they don't get wet like a pussy." He opened his bottle to pour some onto the dildo. Too much ran out, dripping off the end onto the bed. "Oops," he said with a giggle. "It comes out fast and we don't need a lot. It sure spreads out." He was rubbing the dildo like an erection. "Oooo! Slick! Bet it goes in easily." I handed the towel to Freddy. "This is soooo exciting. Like I've been waiting for my sexy lover for a long time." I rolled onto my belly and raised my ass. Pushing back made my cheeks spread even more so Freddy could have a clear shot. "Use some lube on my hole, honey," I said. A few seconds later, I felt the coolness of his lube-coated finger circle around my pink rosebud. "Mmm...," I sighed. "Your finger feels so good. Your cock oughta feel better." He pressed in meeting resistance. "Harder. You won't hurt me," I instructed. He did; his finger slipped in. "Ooo..., Yes! Feels soooo very good." He was pushing his finger in and out, pseudo-fucking me with his digit. "I like doing this to you, babe," he responded. "You ready for the dildo?" "Give it too me. I'm more than ready." I realized that my cock was steel hard from the excitement. Only seconds later I felt the dildo pressing against my hole. "Here goes," he said. He pushed lightly at first to meet resistance immediately. "Harder!" I breathed. Pressure increase on the plastic thing entering my butt. More pressure and suddenly, I let out a yelp. "You OK?" asked Freddy, worry in his tone. "Yeah, I'm find. You just took my flower! You're past the muscle. Oughta slide in easy now." Freddy didn't have to push hard at all now. Just shoved it all the way in. I felt the base press against my cheeks. "Oh, yeah. Nice. Now pull it out and back in. Like you're fucking my pussy." I love saying those words: my pussy. Freddy was turning me into his girl. He began to slowly retract his dildo until only the head remained inside, they reversed to push it back in to the stop. "How you feeling, babe. Feels good to do this to you, like I'm watching my cock slide in and out of you. Gawd, but I like this." "Hey!" I said. "I think I'm ready for the real thing." "You sure, honey? This is the smallest. There are two more sizes." "Screw that!" I declared my lust-bravado was making me ready whether my body was or not. "I want your cock inside me. Now!" Taking the condom from the night stand, he tore it open and rolled it over his hard on. Freddy slapped my bare cheek with a sharp whack. I cringed. "What was that all about?" I asked. "Shut up, bitch," he chuckled slapping me again. "Your gonna do what I tell you and no questions. Understand?" he growled in a demanding voice. He punctuated his "request" with another firm slap on my butt. I gasped feeling the sting of his hand yet his change of character from my friend to my someone I didn't know but I liked the feeling of being dominated like this. The stinging slaps became love taps that was turning my lust into a raging beast. I could only want. Want his attention and his cock buried deeply into my pussy. "Yes! Yes!," I cried out. "I'm your bitch. I want your cock. Push it in make me into your girl." "That's more like it," he said moving behind me to press his cock against my hungry cunt. "I've been watching you strut your ass around like you own the world. Now I'm gonna make my dick your world. You got that, bitch?" "Yes! I've secretly wanted you to fuck me for years. I've tried to get your attention but it was like you were snubbing me. Now I want to be yours. Fill me up with your big dick so my dreams can come true." I was panting from desire. His words, demanding and harsh, rang in my ears. He was telling me had been lusting for me which gave me a thrill unlike anything I'd felt before. His lube-slicked head rubbed around my hole, teasing me. "You like that, slut? You like feeling the cock that's gonna take your cherry. That's my cock teasing your hole." I wriggled my ass. "Gawd, yes. I want you inside me. Make me your bitch, your slut." His head was pressing against the pink wrinkled entrance to my tunnel now. He leaned forward pressing against the resistance my body was making to keep him out. Pausing for a bit to check his depth, he resumed pressing. I squeeze like I was trying dump a load. I could feel my lips begin to spread. He was getting in! "Oh, yes, baby, fill me. Shove your cock into all the way. Make me your bitch slut, your cock whore." The words spilled out of me and felt so good saying them. He continued pushing. I felt my hole giving. I also felt the sting of reaching my tolerance limits. He was opening me like a jack hammer, tearing down resistance. The sting became discomfort. I groaned as his pressure was turning his entrance from pleasure into something less so. "Uhn..." I grunted wanting his dick inside me, yet my body rebelling at his entrance. "My gawd but you are one tight pussy," he complained. "But I'm gonna fill you." His pressure turned from gently entering me into a hard push forcing his head past my sphincter. He was in! Victory! His entrance was like a hot rod had been shoved up my ass. My muscle clenched spasmodically. He said nothing, knowing that his entrance had caused real pain. I lay gasping as he paused. Just lying there, with his cock inside me, his comforting weight pressing down on my back helped me to recover from the shock of breaking in. Gradually the pain declined until I could breath normally. "I'm OK now," I said. "Fuck me. Make me your bitch." "Oh, yeah, you are my cock slut bitch," he growled back. "I'm really gonna fuck your ass." His actions reflected his words. He slid his cock in then pulled back to wait for a few seconds. Then in again but further and back. With each re-entrance, his cock went deeper until I felt his bag of nuts against my cheeks. All this in silence until he reached full depth and the initial pain had dissipated to become pleasure "Oh, baby, you are so tight. I'm gonna love making you my own bitch." Pausing for a second he began to withdraw his rod from my depths. "Oh, YesYesYesYes!" I was babbling and thankful that we were alone, that none other could hear my heated cries. "I can't believe how good you feel inside me, lover." His cock was like a steel rod bringing me pleasure I had only guessed at, fantasized about. Now it was reality, my dream coming true. He pulled back slowly then drove in more quickly. In a moment he was banging away at my backside, his balls flopping against mine in a rhythm. His cock in its in and out motion was hitting against my G spot. The sensation in my prick told me I was close to climax. "I'm gonna cum in a second," I whispered anticipating the flood by only two seconds. I shot my load in one of the most explosive ejaculations I'd felt in a long time. "Oh, shit. Oh, damn!" I moaned as my semen-filled balls emptied themselves onto the sheet beneath. Freddy was pounding away at my ass in abandonment. His cock ruled his body. His mind of stand by. "Oh, gawd. Oh, gawd," he gasped as he pushed his dick into me trying to force it even further than before. He held it there and I felt his steel-hard cock pulse. Once, twice, thrice and then even a fourth. Then he collapsed atop me pressing me down against the large cummy wet spot. His conquest was complete. I was his. We lay together in silence, memories of what had just happened replayed in my mind: the teasing, the entrance, his filling me repeatedly with his boyhood until he brought both of us to magical, marvelous completion. I felt something stir within me and realized that I was different now. I really was Freddy's cock slut, his bitch. These thoughts played in my head making me realize that I was no longer the same person now who had offered my ass to my friend, now my boy friend, how long ago? A few minutes? An hour? An eternity? It didn't matter any longer. The deed was done; I'd been fucked. My world turned upside down. Freddy stirred atop me. "You OK, babe?" he asked softly. I smiled replying, "I'm more than OK, hon. I'm much more than OK. I've been fucked by my boy friend, my Freddy. I really am your cock slut now. I'm your boy bitch. I...," my lips seemed unable to say the words I felt for this boy. "I..., " Pausing for the will to speak my mind, "I love you."There it was out. Another first in my now homosexual world. The world I belonged in with my Freddy. He was silent. Had I made the mistake of expressing my affection for him so strongly. Damn! Why couldn't I have just told him how good he made me? But no! I had to spill my emotional guts. I was still agonizing on this mistake when he spoke. "I love you too. I've loved you for a long time but now I know that I am completely in love with you. I really needed to hear it from you too," he signed and kissed the back of my neck softly. "It's not supposed to be like this, is it?" he asked. "I, you and me, we're supposed to find a girl. You've got your Clarissa but I meet the right cute little cunt. Then one day we get marred." He chuckled at this imaginary time line. "That's not gonna happen, is it?" "Aren't you jumping to some pretty hard conclusions?" I responded. "Right now I'm feeling so gay, so homo, I don't want a Clarissa in my life. I want only you." "Guess then this is the best time to come out," he said softly, words I could barely hear. "I'm homo, been homo all my life. Only wanted to be with a boy but never even got that close with one until you. You accepted all my little oddities. Now I know I'm in love with you. I've gone as far as I can with girls." He began to cry. I had no rebuttal to this confession so lay quietly listening to his soft sobbing, feeling his tears dribble down onto my neck. Gradually his sobs became gasps for air, then to normal breathing. "I'm sorry about that. Didn't think my admission would take so much out of me. "Baby, you don't have to be ashamed. Right now, in this moment, I feel completely queer. I'm your fag, your fairy. If this moment could last forever, I'd be happy with you. "Oh thank you, babe," he said with feeling. "I love you." He laughed, "And you know what else I feel? I'm still hard. Want to go another round?" I struggled to find a more comfortable position. "Am I too heavy on you, babe?" he asked. "Not you. I need to move. Suddenly I realized that I too was hard again. "Let's move so that we're facing each other." He moved back and as he did, I felt his still-erect cum-covered cock slide smoothly out of my bottom. "Mmm... felt good, babe," he whispered. I turned over, onto my back, spreading my thighs, and raising them, inviting him to move in between them. He moved quickly to resume his wonderfully dom position while I reached down to spread my cheeks allowing him easy access to my treasure hole His cock was still at a strong angle, I restrained my desire to reach out and feel its masculine hardness. "You're beautiful," I said admiring his penis. "What a cock." "You're beautiful too, babe, You've got such a nice tight hole. I love filling you." He scooted forward and leaned down to line up his pecker with my hole. Watching him it was as though I was seeing him in a different way. This was not just my boy friend. He was also my friend, my lover, my world. He was intensely adjusting position until I felt his hard, hard, hard, mushroom head contact my cunt hole. He moved forward a little more, his head not pressed firmly against me. I gasped in delight, knowing that in a moment, his boy would have his steel-hard prick buried inside me. He looked up and smiled. "Contact!" We laughed together. It was all so good, so right, so natural for this male and me to be joining our bodies not just in animal lust but in love. Having released our queer love for each other, all old restrictions vanished. We were free to love and fuck. He lay down upon me, simultaneously pushing his cock back into me. I tensed momentarily clutching him to me as my still fresh pussy responded to a new invasion. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I began to whisper love words to him. He relented not one iota but moved once again to claim his prize: me "Make me your cock slut, Freddy. Make me your bitch. I only want to be yours," I cried out trying to ignore the burning as he assaulted my cunt. I squeezed to make entrance as quickly as possible. My head thrown back in passion I grunted with each millimeter of depth he attained. "Uhng.. Uhng... Uhng..." Until I felt his head once more breach my barrier. With a sigh, I opened my eyes to look at his face, a mask of concentration focusing on filling me. "Ah!" he exclaimed realizing he was in. Again. I relaxed laying back to accept his dick and his love. He moved his head to look me in the eyes. "I love you." he whispered. "I love you too, babe. Now fuck me." I replied hungry once more for the rocking of his body thrusting and withdrawing from my depths. Beginning slowly, his pace gradually increased until we were both moving together. He pushed in as I pushed toward him advancing cock. He withdrew and I pulled back until just his head was the only part of his dick inside me. Then a repeat. "Oh, you gorgeous fucking bitch!" he growled staring at me with an expression that told me he was sin charge. "Yes! Gawd yesYesYesYes!" I responded. "Fill me with your thick hard cock. Make me your cock slut, your bitch, your cum-drinking queer lover." He groaned arching his back. "Here it comes, bitch," he said slamming deeply inside me. His cock began to pulse. "Me too," I cried out feeling my own dick thicken and shoot what little semen remained in my balls to spray between us. Then it was over. Our second love session. His cock still-erect inside of me. My own was rapidly softening. He once more allowed his body to relax on top of me. "Mmm.... You are one horny bitch boy," he sighed. "You are one horny lover boy," I whispered back. We lay together until our breathing came back to normal. His eyes met mine and we kissed. His lips so soft and welcoming on mine. I opened my mouth to admit his tongue which I sucked like a small cock. "Mmm.... you taste so good," I said. Now I could feel his cock growing soft. Two love sessions together with the same hard cock. What a man! What a penis! I felt a surge of pride knowing that he was mine and I was his. I didn't want to share that prick with anybody else, boy or girl. It withered further; my muscle forcing it out of my guts. It flopped wetly between my still open and raised legs. "Looks like you're all done." "Completely," he replied. I'm bushed. You wanna roll over so we can lay on our sides with your legs still around me?" "OK," I said and we moved so that Freddy and I were still locked together by my legs. His damp cock against my inner thigh. What a wonderful feeling of completion. Our mouths moved toward each other, our lips meeting is a soft, passionate, and prolonged kiss. We held each other close, never wanting this moment to end. But eventually it did and we pulled apart. We lay together, locked in each others arms softly talking reliving each moment of our homo love making. Talking until feeling began to ebb from our limbs forcing us to reluctantly disentangle from one another. "Let's take a shower," he said. "Yes," I answered allowing him to take charge. He unrolled the condom from his prick, then wrapping it in a Kleenex, and placing it on the night stand for later disposal. His cock still moist with residual cum. He moved off of the bed and reached for my hand to help me to join him We looked at each other and smiled. I felt his semen dripping from my ass to slide down my inner thigh. So this was how a woman would feel as her lover's cum would leave her. "You're cum is leaking," I said. "Get used to it, bitch," he said smiling. "You're going to feel that a lot." Pulling him close, and wrapping him in my arms. "I certainly hope so. Feels so sexy knowing that it's yours and what we just did. He pulled me close for a kiss. "OK, enough," he said pulling me toward the bathroom. "We just gotta get in there. I want to clean up so we can go back to bed and you can fuck my brains out." I grinned in agreement moving with him to our goal. Entering the bathroom, he stepped to the shower, opened the door, and turned on the water. He was about to go to the stool when I held him back. "But I gotta...," his voice training off as he understood my need. Smiling, he said, "OK, baby. I'll feed you in the shower." "Thanks for agreeing. I was afraid you'd be disgusted," I replied happy to know he would accept me as I am. The water temperature now just right he stepped in bringing me with him. I closed the door and turned to join him beneath the cascading water washing over our sweat- and cum-stained bodies. Taking the body wash I urged him backward out of the water so I could wash him. Squeezing some liquid onto my palm, I brought it to his chest which I slowly, lasciviously spread, paying special attention to his nipples still hard and erect. They were larger than mine, easier to grip. "Mmm..." he sighed. "Careful or you'll be bent over getting a third helping of my cock," he laughed. "No danger of that. I'm in charge. I've got the soap." He acquiesced with a laugh allowing my hands full reign of his body. Next his arms, down his belly to find his semi-rigid prick straining to resume command position. I washed it and his balls carefully. I wanted no taste of my gut juices, although.... I stifled that thought. Maybe later but for now my other forbidden act. He stepped into the cascade of warm water that rinsed away the foamy residue. Kneeling, I held his dick close to my mouth. "Are you ready to feed me?" I asked demurely as any cock slut bitch would for her boy friend. He nodded. My cock was so hard from the fantasy I was about to fulfill. Leaning forward, and opening my mouth, he placed his enlarged head onto my tongue. I froze, wondering If I was wrong. Would he hate me for doing what we were about to do. Standing over me, he looked down and said, "Here it comes, babe." His piss began to flow, my heart was pounding, was I truly ready or just over heated with lust. My mouth partly full, I swallowed. He was maintaining a slow but steady flow of his golden water. I felt light headed as I realized I'd done it. I was drinking his piss, a fantasy I'd had for years. My hands rested on his firm belly. I looked up at his face. He was smiling down at me. Blowing me a kiss. "I love you for what you are doing for me," he said Another mouthful which I swallowed, and the flow continued. I cannot say how long I knelt before him drinking his warm offering but I was suddenly aware that the flow had shrunken to a mere trickle. Opening my mouth he pulled his hardening cock out. A single golden drop clung to his tip. Without thinking, my tongue went out to slurp it off. I leaned back on my heels a dreamy feeling filled my head. I was recovering from my first of many, I hoped, future draining. "That was amazing," he said softly. "I never imagined you'd do that." Standing I asked him with some trepidation, "Did you like that? What I did for you?" He grinned and pulled me close for a kiss. He did not hesitate to french kiss me even though I just drank his pee. He seemed all the more passionate in kissing with his tongue roaming over the inside of my mouth. "Not bad. Fresh leaves so little aftertaste," he observed. "Yes, old is rather salty and bitter." "Now it's my turn," he said moving me out of the water stream so that he could gently and carefully wash me completely. That accomplished he turned off the water and opened the door to bring in two large soft towels. We dried each other in the shower then dried our feet and stepped out. I looked at him and he at me. "You ready for your grand opening," I asked. "More than ready. And I see you are ready to do me," he said looking at my hard cock. He took it, squeezed it and smiled. "That one is ready." he confirmed. Moving to the bed, he lay on his back in the center of the bed. "We're doing this right, no backdoor." I took the second size dildo, applied lube generously, then with my same slick fingers, rubbed around his tempting anus. My first close up but not my last, I knew. It was a light-colored brown puckered spot just below his ball sack. A ridge ran the intermediate distance. Touching it, he jump. "Yikes! That feels odd but nice. Do it again." I ran my slick finger up and down watching his cock bob up and down with each stroke. He was gasping. "Back to business," I said returning to insert first one finger into his resisting hole. I pushed in deeper with his gasped as I probed even deeper. "You OK?" I asked. He nodded without speaking. I pushed in and out, in and out feeling his muscle tense with each in stroke. Cautiously I inserted a second finger. He jumped. "Easy," he said. I gently continued my anal massage until he stopped jerking each time I pushed in. Removing my digits, I picked up the dildo. His eyes watched me lube it up and bring it to his entrance. "Ready?" He nodded. I began gently enough pressing it against that puckered tight hole. Pressing, I asked him to squeeze. As he did I felt the first movement into his cunt. The tip had vanished inside with inches still remaining to enter. "This would be most interesting," I thought. Continuing to push in, Freddy began to groan while I had not yet penetrated past his gate. Undeterred, I persisted. Pressing in until I felt a slight giving. Freddy was gasping for air. "My god but that hurt," he complained. "Oh?" care to tell me about it?" He grinned. "OK, yes, I know." "How does it feel to be the fuckee?" "Give me a moment to get used to it and I'll tell you." We paused with most of the dildo still extending from his ass hole. "Quite lovely," I thought. "My cock will soon replace this plastic thing." "OK, give me more," he said. I slowly pushed the rest of the dildo into him, to the full six inches. My cock was only five inches so that was plenty of depth. He was gasping now in delight, the feel of this rod filling him. "Like that?" I asked. "Uh huh. Let's get on with the real thing." Nodding I pulled the dildo out with a small pop and placed it aside. Taking the condom from the night stand, I tore it open and rolled it over my hard on. He opened his legs and spread them wide as his hands pulled his cheeks even wider. Moving in close I pushed my stiff hard on down to meet his anal passage. Leaning in I felt the warm slickness of his hole and pushed. "Uhg!" Freddy gasped. "Easy." "Sorry," I whispered but I was undeterred. I wanted his pussy. Wanted it bad. I'd held off a long time. Now it was close. Slapping his cheek, he jumped. "Hey!" he said. "How do you enjoy a love tap, pussy boy," I asked delivering a second to his other cheek. "Just shut up and fuck me." With that invitation, I leaned in pressing harder as he gasped beneath my insistent demand. "Oh gawd. Oh shit," he was babbling. He squeezed and I pushed until I felt my cock head break through. I was in. Freddy was sobbing softly. "OK, babe," I'm in. "I'll give you some time to get used to me." He nodded. I waited until his sobs declined to soft whimpering and pushed in. "Ohhh!" he groaned. "What a feeling!" I bottomed out, my full five inches of rigid dick now buried inside him. I rose onto my knees to look at the beautiful sight. "This is so amazing. I'm completely inside your pussy." "Will you shut up and fuck me?" he said. Smiling I lay back atop him, his legs closed around my waist. Now prepared, I pulled slowly out of his pussy until only my head remained inside. "Ah," we both sighed. What a delectable feeling. "You are so tight." I said. Faster was his response. I pushed back in, paused for a second then pulled out. Then it was in and our, in and out. I could only hear my panting until he spoke. "I'm cumming," he said followed by his cock pulsing beneath me adding to the sweat between us making for easier sliding and faster fucking. He was still groaning from his ejaculation when I felt my own cock head swell and then discharge what was left of my semen-filled balls into his gut. What an intense feeling. A thousand times more exciting that when I jack off. Even better than when he sucked me off. Fucking is by far the best. With the final pouring of cum into him, I just lay there panting and he ran his fingers through my hair and softly kissed me. "You're wonderful," he said softly. I love you so much." Paused then continued, "Even more I love you with your cock stuffed up my behind. You make me feel so full!" When my breath was recovered. I said, "Your pussy is so tight. Fucking you is so natural. Like I was born to be your fucker." He laughed and agreed. "This is the most homo I've ever felt. Sucking, kissing, fucking, pissing. I feel so completely queer. Thank you for giving me this love." We kissed a slow, long and passionate time. When our face parted, I said, "Let's do the shower again." Agreeing he unhooked his legs from around me so I could sit up. I moved off of the bed allowing him to sit up. We were about a foot apart when he looked at my cum-filled condom. I started to reach down and pull it off. "Let me," he said unrolling my messy condom. I handed him a Kleenex in which he wrapped it and handed it to me to place it beside the other. Slipping to his knees he pulled my soft, cum-covered cock into his mouth to clean it off. "Mmm...., baby, You have such a wonderful mouth. Magic, in fact." Standing there I looked down at his face. Eyes closed, lips capturing my penis and the feeling of his slowly and lasciviously running over my head and shaft. I could take no further stimulation and pulled out of his surprised mouth. "But..." he began "Shower," I said pulling him to his feet. Once again we made the march to the shower. Once again we soaped and cleaned each other. Once again we resisted the crazy desire to suck again. Homosexual urged resisted. We toweled each other off and walked hand in hand back to the bed. He climbed in first and I followed to move into his arms. "M...," we both sighed. His arms around me, I felt warm and safe. Our naked bodies pressed against each other, cocks back to full hardness. Gradually we both relaxed, I reached over to turn off the light and return to my lover's arms and in the quiet darkness we gradually drifted off to sleep. I was awakened later, the darkness broken only by some moonlight filtering through the curtains. Then I realized what it was. A warm mouth was massaging my hard on. "Oh yes, babe. Suck me off. Drink my sperm. Drain my balls." I stroked his head and he nursed me softly and slowly his hand cupping my balls to slowly massage them. I simply lay there enjoying his ministrations. The soft and slow suck, release, suck, release. I never wanted this moment to end. A moment of such intense intimate pleasure that was completely enveloped me. The rising lust in my groin told me that the end was near. I groan without warning my boy friend, released a gusher of cum onto his tongue. He stopped sucking me, simply lapping the residual semen that still leaked from my pee hole. As this flow stopped he remained at my crotch, holding my soft cock between his lips unwilling for this magic time to end. Pulling him up to my arms we kissed letting me taste the sweet flavor of my sperm and semen still coating his tongue. Our tongues danced together sharing my gift to him. The last I remembered was our lips still pressed together before I was about to drift off to sleep again But I was startled back to groggy wakefulness by some noise. It was thee soft click of the door knob turning then a low light from the hallway silhouetted a figure in the door way. The shadow moved into my room and pulled aside the curtain to admit more light. I recognized dad. "Why was he here," I wondered. END OF PART 3 That question will be answered... soon!