Date: Mon, 26 Jun 2017 08:35:25 +0000 (UTC)
From: jim ford <cyphernone69@gmail.com>
Subject: Gary's Tale chapter two

Gary's Tale, chapter two

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I have posted a few stories on Nifty. As a result I began exchanging emails
with several fans. One shared his life experiences with me. We discussed
his posting it here. He asked that I do it for him, I obviously agreed. I
do not condone nor encourage sex with underage minors.

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Gary's intro:Yes Jim, it was a wonderful time in my life and I do feel for
you and our kindred brothers who didn't have that interaction, let alone
see their own dad's cock. I say this as I've spoken to many men over the
years and a lot of them felt less loved by not being allowed to look at
their dad's in the change rooms or at home.

Don't worry Jim, I doubt if you'll be dead before I finish telling you all
the nitty gritty of growing up and the subsequent unfolding of my sexual
needs as I matured.

I don't mind younger men, say above 40. Anyone younger seems to think his
age invented sex, DOH.



Gary's Tale chapter two

Cousin Johnny still came to the farm every other weekend and we had great
fun in bed. He taught me to put my cock between his thighs or slide it up
and down his arse crack until I spunked. Johnny did make sure I was
comfortable with his spunk between my thighs or up and down my crack and
the back of my balls. And to feel my own spunk coating his arse and thighs
was great.

Dad was always willing to let me pull him off and I did enjoy his fingers
milking me. It got to the stage that around 12 or so, he'd meet me after
school in his car and take me into the bush where we indulged our sexual
appetites. If not there, in his shed housing the tractor and truck, or the
stables where I fed the horses and milked the cow. The best times for me
was the warmer weather of late Spring through early Autumn. During those
months I could run naked with my sisters and dad. Dad and me would take any
opportunity we could to milk each other outside on the farm away from
prying eyes.

While mum wasn't to happy about this she said nothing and finally accepted
it as a man's thing. The only stipulation dad gave me, was to not let my
sisters see me pulling myself off for the time being.

We continued this as I said earlier until I was around 13, when cousin
Johnny married. I continued with the boys my age and younger. At secondary
school I picked up with a kid my own age who enjoyed pulling me off
daily. That kid slept with his dad as he had no mum and his dad had been
fucking him since he was around 8 or so.

I had no real concept then as to what fucking actually was so I asked dad
about it during one of our sessions and he asked me if I could wait a few
months and he'd show me what it was. In those days our academic school year
ran from first week February until a few days before Christmas. We had two
terms with the break for three weeks in June. Being winter and little was
needed to do on the farm, dad always took mum, me and my two sisters away
for most of the three weeks.  We generally toured around the state stopping
at motels each night. Mum and the sisters slept in one room with dad and me
in another.

Now prior to asking dad about fucking, dad and me while in bed each night
while away for those three weeks, used to have massive masturbatory
sessions with our spunk flying over each other and like I did with Johnny,
fucked each other between the thighs and arse crack. Due to my asking about
fucking a few months earlier dad decided to up the ante and show me. I had
just turned 13 that April.

it was the first night of our annual vacation. We were again sharing a room
while mom and my sisters were in the room next door. I had been playing
with my cock waiting for dad to come to bed. When he did, he asked me if I
still wanted to know what fucking was. Well, yes, I did, so he suggested we
throw the blankets back, turn the heating up and then we'd fuck. By then
Dad's cock was stiff and dripping precum and I hadn't even touched it.

Dad explained that when two men fuck one puts his cock into the other mans
arse and slides it in and out until he spunks. And, generally, the man just
fucked, would then fuck his mate so both had their arses filled with
spunk. Dad then told me he wanted me to fuck him. Well, I nearly spunked on
the spot. I enthusiastically asked how would we do it.

Suggesting I get the jar of Vaseline from the suitcase, dad rolled over
onto his belly, put a pillow under it so his hips kind of jutted up
prominently. Once I got back onto the bed he told me to get a good amount
of the stuff onto a couple of my fingers and to insert them between his
arse cheeks and rub it into his arse hole making sure I got it well greased
up. Once that was finished, Dad said to rub a lot of it onto my cock and
then climb on top of him and he'd direct me from there.

After I straddled dad at his hips he said to lower my cock down into his
arse crack and to fish around with my fingers until I located his arse
hole. It was then I found out some men call it a male cunt, or just plain
cunt. He told me that when I located it, to move my cock down into my hand
and with my fingers guide it to his cunt. Then I was to push in until I
felt my cock head covered. When I got to that point he said, stop for the
next bit. So I did just that and felt my cock head being covered,
swallowed? Once I felt my cock head covered, dad told me to slide my cock
in slowly until I was all the way in, then stop.  Again I did as he said
then dad told me to slide my cock back out and when I felt as if it was
about to come out of his cunt altogether, to stop and slide back in a bit
faster than the first time. I managed to get half my cock in but the new
sensations and the feeling of fucking for the first time plus the
excitement of the act set me off and I spunked into dad. I groaned. Dad
laughed and jokingly told me I'd lasted a lot longer than most with their
first fuck. He, laughed telling me he had expected I'd spunk as soon as my
cock touched his cunt.

With all our jack off sessions and our faux fucking, Dad knew I was able to
stiffen in a minute or two, so he told me to stay on top of him and keep
still so my cock didn't slip out. While we waited for me to stiffen again
dad chatted to me about whether I thought I would enjoy fucking him or any
other male if I had the chance. He also chatted to me about how he enjoyed
me pulling him off and the feel of my fingers on his cock and balls was
magical and turned him on no end.

It was no more than two minutes when my cock stiffened and dad told me to
continue on and fuck into his cunt at a good even pace and when I felt as
if wanted to spunk I should then speed up and fuck him as fast as I could
filling him with my spunk. I think I may have lasted about ten minutes at
the steady fuck pace I had set, and when I felt like I was about to spunk I
increased the fucking for a few more minutes. Then, I am sure I screamed a
bit and bucked up and down on dad's arse and back hanging onto his
shoulders all the time as I spunked into him.

Once back in the land of the living, dad asked me to get off him and to lay
alongside of him on my back. He rolled over onto his back and put an arm
out. I snuggled down into his body and was contented. Dad then told me that
now I was a man I could have a smoke and a drink of whiskey.

Dad moved me aside and said to sit up with my back against the
headboard. He reached for his packet of cigarettes, took one out, lit it
and had a good drag on it. He handed it to me and told me to just suck on
it and try not to let the smoke get into my lungs. That, he said, would
come later.  LOL! Yes, I did get it into my lungs the first time and
coughed and sputtered much to dad's delight.

Once I'd recovered and my head stopped spinning he handed me a new
cigarette and lit it for me. We both sat and smoked. He got off the bed and
brought back two glasses from the bathroom. He poured whiskey (actually
Johnny Walker, which I still enjoy.) into both glasses, hopped back onto
the bed and kneeling in front of me he gave me the drink and told me to
just take a sip at first to get used to it. He let me have a few small sips
and then said I could drink a bit more if I wanted to. Yes, I did cough and
splutter at first as my throat seemed to be on fire. Once the feeling wore
off I was OK with it.

Dad gave me another cigarette and we sat there side by side drinking and
smoking until we had finished. Then he looked at me and asked me if I was
ready for him to fuck me. Getting the jar of vaseline from the bedside
table, I watch fascinated as dad smothered his cock with it until he was
stiff and throbbing and dribbling precum.

Telling me to turn over onto my belly, he put a pillow under my hips so my
arse was up in the air. He explained that as I was a virgin he'd need to
work on my boy pussy. I asked him why my arse was called that, rather than
a cunt like he called his own arse. His explanation was that at thirteen,
most men would see me as still a boy, and would want to fuck me before they
fucked a man. So, until I was a bit older he'd love to call it my boy pussy
until I decided I wanted to fuck with one or more of the local farmers. He
was good enough to also explain that the farmers preferred their "boys" to
be trained so they could fuck without to much trouble. Dad did tell me that
they did this with their sons as well, and he'd fucked a few of them around
my age or younger and yes, he admitted, the fuck was better if they were
used to cock.

So there I lay, arse up with dad kneeling over me dripping precum on my
back explaining what was to follow. He told me I needed to be lubed up and
loosened as well and this he'd do with his fingers until I was comfortable
with it. He only used one finger at first and after a minute or so I began
to react by moaning at the pleasure his finger was giving me. I then began
to hump back onto his finger. Dad kind of chuckled and said to wait a
moment and he'd put two fingers into my pussy and fuck me with them and I
could fuck the pillow if I wanted to while he had me on his fingers.

Oh yes Jim, his fingers felt fucking fantastic and I was moaning and
groaning and gently humping down into the pillow under me. Dad just laughed
again and told me a I was a fucking horny kid and that he thought I was now
ready for the real deal. With that he pulled his fingers out of my arse and
yes, I felt empty and I groaned.

I felt dad moving around above me and then I felt his cock between my arse
cheeks. He told me to relax and yes, he assured me, it will no doubt hurt
at first but he'd take it slow and stop whenever I asked him to. I felt
dad's cock slide in a bit and then it must have hit my ring as I kind of
bucked. Dad told me to relax and once he was through he'd stop until I was
ready to be fucked. He kind of pulled back a bit then slid back in and I
did buck a bit as he pushed through into my pussy. I yelled a bit about it
hurting but he said to hold on as the pain would soon go away. He said to
tell him when I was comfortable with his cock in my pussy. I don't think it
was even a minute when I felt good about it and told dad I could feel his
cock in my pussy and that I was now ready for him to fuck me. He said he'd
take it slow and work up to it over a few minutes until I adjusted to his
cock moving in and out of me.



Sure enough, dad took it slow and though I did have a bit of a burning
sensation from time to time I found I was enjoying him fucking me. As dad
increased his speed in and out I began to hump back onto his cock on his
swing into me. Dad was making all kinds of noises in my ear and put his
chin in my shoulder and then managed to slide his arms around and under my
chest and fucked me in earnest. He began to chat to me about me being his
dirty little slutty boy and he he was going to fuck my brains out. All the
while he was slamming his cock into me, and to be honest, Jim, I was
enjoying the sensation, even if at times it hurt a bit. Finally I felt
dad's cock stiffen inside of me and then I felt his spunk washing my
insides. He let out a moan and told me to hang on as he was now breeding me
like our dog breeds it's bitch.

Once he had finished he climbed off, thanked me and told me I was a good
fuck for it being my first time. He said he would enjoy fucking me as often
as I wanted him to, with the proviso, I fucked him as well. Once dad got
himself back together we had another cigarette and another drink of
whiskey.

Once our cigarettes were finished, dad put his hand between my thighs and
played with my cock and balls, working my cockskin until I was stiff and
throbbing. Dad told me he now was ready for me to fuck him. But, no pillow,
or, vaseline except on my cock which he put on for me. As he rubbed the
stuff up and down my cock dad looked me in the eyes and smiling told me I
would make a great lover for an older man. Then he said with a grin, he
wanted to lay flat on the bed while I mounted him.

The next morning we took a piss together and dad told me he wanted my cock
up his arse again and if I liked, he'd fuck me as well. Once our balls were
empty we had a shower together with dad making sure my arse hole was washed
out. He let me clean his as well.

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some.I have promised Gary that I would forward all emails that I received
regarding his story. To date I have received zero emails. If you want Gary
to continue his tale, you might want to encourage him in his sharing of his
tale.

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