Date: Fri, 15 Nov 2019 22:38:25 +0000
From: Cck Sckr <leedsccksckr@gmail.com>
Subject: Getting Close Part 8

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Hey! I'm sorry this took so long to write, real life stuff has happened but
I definitely felt like it was time to give some sort of update to Ryan and
Chris' story. I hope you guys like it, it's something that's been on my
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I woke up the next morning in Dad's arms. I was beyond elated by what had
happened the night before, with him blowing a load into my mouth and then
returning the favour. It was amazing. I laid in my Dad's bed, comfier than
I'd ever been before. He snored lightly behind my head. I wasn't interested
in moving at all. Just wanted to bask in the glow of my Dad's embrace,
feeling his morning wood poke into the cleft of my arse. I wanted to grind
upon it, but I didn't want to wake him up either. I was content to just let
it happen, so I dozed lightly, only waking when Dad stirred himself.

He grunted as he woke up and I guess he was remembering what happened last
night. I feared he was gonna freak out again, blame himself and distance
himself from me. I was right.

"Jesus fucking Christ, man", Dad yelled as he flew up out of the bed as I
turned round to see him with standing at the other side of the bed with his
head in his hands and his rock hard cock standing to attention. "We've got
to stop doing this, Ryan. We have to."

He stormed out of the bedroom and I heard him thunder down the stairs
muttering to himself. I didn't really mind. He was still figuring shit
out. I already had it figured out. Dad was going to fuck me, I was going to
let him. I just needed to let him get into a headspace where he really
wanted it, bad enough that he could left himself go. So, I leisurely got
myself out of dad's bed, grabbed my clothes from around the room, and
decided to leave my boxers from the day before under his pillow.

I decided to hang out in the living room, where Dad would see me every now
and then, I made sure to wear a pair of loose shorts that would show off my
dickprint when I walked about and a tight vest that showed off my body. I
knew that I looked hot and would definitely catch Dad's eye. Whenever he
passed through, his eyes would linger before he stormed off kicking himself
for wanting something so taboo. That day, on no less than three occasions,
I heard the telltale signs of him having a wank in different parts of the
house. Usually after he'd been around me a little while and then lumbered
away.

***

For the next couple of days, Dad's frustration around me became highly
entertaining. It was to the point where I was only around Dad for about
five minutes and he would slink off to his office or bedroom, and a couple
of minutes later, I would hear him grunting "aw fuck" over and over
again. I could tell he was highly tempted and it would only be a matter of
time before he lost control around me. I could wait.

Unfortunately, school had started back up again. I was back in classes,
being avoided by Alex, who was still acting weird after Dad had seen him
suck a load out of my cock. Thankfully though, my last class of the day was
with him sat right next to me and I was hoping we could talk.

I arrived at the classroom with plenty of time and waited eagerly for Alex
to arrive. I got worried when everyone else milled inside and started
talking amongst themselves about inane stuff that I didn't care about. I
just wanted the rugby hunk to arrive, the guy who could inhale a load out
of my cock like it was nothing. Alex walked in late, looking sheepish. He
mumbled an apology to the teacher and sat down beside me. He kept his gaze
away from me and didn't really pay me any attention until we were forced to
work together for an assignment.

We awkwardly spoke about the project for about 15 minutes, avoiding any
sort of context about our last encounter. With only 5 minutes left, I knew
I needed to talk to him properly.

"Alex, I need to talk to you about... what happened."

"Don't, there's no point."

"Why's there no point?"

"Cause you don't wanna do stuff anymore. It's OK, I get it" I swear, I got
so confused I didn't know what to say.

"Alex, that's not what I wanna talk to you about." I whispered further so
no one else could hear, "You give the best head I've ever had, why wouldn't
I wanna do that again?"

He looked over at me with a hopeful, toothy grin. His posture changed, like
he'd had a massive weight lifted from him. "For real?"

"Of course," my voice still pretty low. "Plus, I owe you something, don't
I?"

I received a grin in response and we went back to our work. He asked me to
go back to his place, as no one was gonna be there. I had no intention of
bailing on him.

As soon as we got into his place, I grabbed him by the waist and pushed him
up against the door and stuck my tongue down his throat while I rubbed my
hands all over his body. I'd missed this body contact. Not just with Dad,
but with anyone. And Alex was an awesome guy, I just couldn't help
myself. Alex moaned into my mouth as my hard crotch thrust into his, while
my hands deftly unbuttoned his school shirt and rubbed against his bare
chest, squeezing onto his nipple.

Our tongues disengaged and we rested our foreheads against each other,
panting in sync. I kept unbuttoning his shirt while his hands started
feeling me up. I wanted to make him feel as good as he made me feel on New
Years. His hands quickly went underneath my waistband and grabbed hold of
my throbbing dick, awkwardly stroking the base.

"If you're gonna suck me off, you'd better do it now, otherwise I'll end up
focusing all my attention on your dick" He panted as he gave me a short
kiss. I took that as my cue.

I knelt down in front of him, as he shucked his shirt on the floor, while I
stared at his bulge. I fiddled with his belt, undoing it and slowly
unzipping and unbuttoning his trousers. I couldn't help myself any more and
shoved my face into his boxer brief covered mound. I licked and sucked at
the fabric around his cock and tried to make it as pleasurable for him as
he's made me. I couldn't last long through the fabric and it was probably
less than a minute before I was tearing the boxers down to his ankles in a
fury to get to my reward.

Alex's pink, thin cock bounded out from his waistband, eager for more
attention. I wasn't scared like I was the first time Alex asked me to suck
him off. I was just as eager as his cock. With both of my hands on his
thick meaty thighs, I sucked in the top half of Alex's cock into my
mouth. The taste was better than I was expecting, I loved the taste of his
precum direct from the source.

I bobbed my head slowly, taking about three quarters of his length before I
felt Alex's cock head knocking at the back of my throat. I gagged a
little. Even though I was able to take more of Alex that I could Dad, I
hadn't tried to deepthroat Dad. I was going to succeed this time though. I
focused on keeping suction while slowly letting the shaft enter and exit my
mouth. I had kept my eyes closed but I could hear Alex cooing above me. He
was clearly enjoying himself. I felt like this was the right time. I rose
off Alex's dick until the head was just in my mouth, swirling my tongue
around the glans a couple of times while taking a big breath. I glanced up
at him and he was just looking up, completely in my thralls.

This was it. I descended down his cock until I felt him knocking at my
throat again. I heard him give a little grunt, that egged me on. I wanted
to make him feel amazing. I focused on opening my throat while pushing
further down his shaft. It felt weird and something inside me told me to
stop that I was going too far, but the horny side of me told me to keep
going. I knew instantly which part of me to listen to.

When my lips reached the base of his shaft and the head was fully encased
in my throat, I heard Alex yell out "holy shit!" before his hands clamped
down on my head and he thrust his hips to get further in my throat. I moved
my head back and forth very slightly so his expanding glans would get the
extra stimulation. I heard panting just as my throat started to seize and
my gag reflex decided to make itself known. I came off his cock quickly and
tried to catch my breath.

"Holy shit... that's so good. I was so close to cumming." Panting, I took
another deep breath and inhaled the whole of his cock again. This time, I
stayed with him in my throat and rose to only have the head in my mouth. I
was about to go for broke. I took the whole length and rose off quickly
over and over again. Alex's hands were pulling me balls deep as hard as he
could. He was panting so hard. It was moments before I felt his cock expand
in my mouth and just as the ridge of the head touched my lips, I felt the
first spurt of cum fire off inside me, while I descended one last time,
letting him let loose the rest of his cum directly into my throat, while I
used my throat to get every single drop of cum out of his balls.

Once Alex had stopped cumming, he pushed my head off of his length and slid
down the length of the door he'd been leaning on, until he was knelt in
front of me, panting in amazement.

"That was... Holy shit. That was..."

"So it was good for you?" I grinned, still tasting his jizz in my mouth.

"I... haven't had head that good before" He managed to say, catching his
breath. He leaned over and kissed me. He laughed in my mouth. Our lips
parted and I gave him a puzzled look. "You taste like me. Didn't think that
would ever happen."

"I'm willing to do that again. That was more fun than I expected" I laughed
back as my hand grabbed his shaft and deftly slid across his dark red
head. He shuddered.

We got up and Alex put on a pair of boxers as we hung out in his
bedroom. He offered to blow me, but I declined. I didn't want him to think
I just sucked him cause I wanted to get something in return. He looked
puzzled but was fine with it. We laid on his bed together. Not like
friends, but in each others arms. We talked about school and Christmas,
occasionally stopping to kiss and fondle each other. It was easier hanging
out like this than I expected.

***

The rest of the week went by as expected. Dad was still avoiding me as much
as possible, I was still wearing barely anything, he was responding by
wanking himself silly every time I bent over in just a thin part of shorts,
or walked in on him in the shower. By the time the weekend rolled around,
Dad had become short tempered and flipped at the slightest thing. He'd gone
out the Friday night and I'd expected him to come home with a girl and fuck
her senseless to try and ease his horniness. But he came home at about
10pm, not even plastered and just moped off to bed. I'd half expected him
to maybe come into my room... but nothing happened. Not even the telltale
signs of him having a wank from his room.

Dad was working from home the following day. I just heard him in his office
on the phone, yelling at people for fucking up. He was in a super bad
mood. I was parading around the house in just a pair of boxer briefs that
showed off my bulge and a vest but he wasn't even looking in my direction
when I saw him mope around the house.

I needed to get him out of this funk.

Around 6pm, when I knew he'd be giving up work for the evening, I ordered
some pizza and made sure there were plenty of beers in his cooler. I called
him out from his office into the living room.

"What do you want?" he asked gruffly.

"You've been a grumpy fuck this past week." His brow furrowed at me. He
knew I was right, but he wasn't happy about it. "I've ordered some
pizza. Your cooler is full of ice cold beer. And I've got these" I held up
the little plastic bag with three joints in, given to me as a Christmas
present from Alex.

Dad chuckled. "I've been that bad that you're willing to get me high just
so I'll cheer up?"

"Sure. Plus you said you wanted to smoke with me"

Dad lightened up. He came over and sat on the sofa with me, cracked open
his first beer and took a giant swig from it.

I opened the bag and got one of the joints out of it and lit it, taking a
big drag before passing it over to Dad.

"It's been a while since I got stoned, kid. Dunno how I'll handle it"

"I'm sure you'll be fine, old man" Dad took a drag from the joint. All the
stress seemed to lift from his face as he inhaled. As he took the joint
from his mouth, he hit me on the arm.

"For the `Old man' comment'" he said just before he exhaled a large cloud
of smoke. "Where'd you even get this stuff?"

"Alex"

"Is he the guy you..?"

I knew what he was asking. I wanted him to say it, so I just put a puzzled
look on my face.

Dad sighed. Took another drag and passed the joint back before
exhaling. "Is he guy I caught sucking you off?"

"Yeah. Always nice when your dealer and your fuck buddy are the same guy" I
laughed taking a drag myself

"So you're fucking him too?"

"Nah. Not yet. I would though."

"So he just sucks you off?"

"Yeah" I didn't want Dad to think I was leading him down a sexual path
right here, so I just took another drag and tabbed off the ash into the
small bowl I'd brought.

We finished smoking the joint while casually chatting, when the pizza guy
came, Dad ran out to the door and we inhaled the pizzas like there was no
tomorrow. We spent a couple of hours talking and watching TV and just
hanging out. It was nice knowing that we could hang out and things weren't
too completely weird. Although, Dad was pounding beers like they were about
to go out of date. I'd had a couple, but I was happy to just have a slight
buzz going on. Dad was wanting to get drunk.

We'd lit up the second joint while watching a movie on TV. Dad was giggling
and slapping his hand lightly on my bare thigh when he wanted another
drag. I felt electricity run through my entire body every time he touched
me. I wanted him so bad, I just didn't want to scare him away. When the
movie ended. Dad turned off the TV, opened another beer and drank it in one
go.

"I'm sorry, kid" He mumbled quietly looking into his empty can.

"What?"

"I'm sorry for being so distant with you"

"Oh"

"I just... It's for the best"

"Dad?"

"I want it too." Dad's head turned so that he was looking at me in the
eyes. He was tearing up a bit. So I continued. "Being with you... I know
it's wrong, but I can't help it. I just want to be with you, do the stuff
me and Alex do... do the stuff you want to do. I know you want it
too... and you're just trying to be a good Dad but..."

"But what, son?"

"Will you take me to bed with you, Dad?"

Dad grabbed another couple of beers from the cooler. He opened one and
passed it to me, then opened one for himself.

"Drink up." We drank them quickly and almost in one go. When we'd done, him
before me, we placed them on the coffee table and Dad stood up, grabbed my
hand and pulled me from the sofa.

He held my hand as we walked through the house to his bedroom. We stood in
the doorway, looking over at his bed, his hand clenched in mine. "You sure
about this, kid?"

"More than anything"

"Once we start, I'm not gonna be able to stop myself."

"I'm counting on it"

"Go get yourself comfortable, I'm just gonna use the bathroom."

I slipped off my vest and laid on Dad's king sized bed, laid there in just
my boxers, highly nervous and excited while waiting for my Dad. I've wanted
nothing more for a long time. I was about to get it.

When Dad returned, he came back and laid on the bed next to me. His hand
reached my face and he pulled me into a kiss. His weeklong stubble
scratched against my face, it felt weird, but I liked it a lot. I enjoyed
the coarseness against my lips, if anything it made me more ravenous for
him. Dad leaned over so that he was laid on top of me, his knee against my
throbbing teenage cock and his jeans covered legs straddling my own.

The weight of him on top of me felt incredible. Being with Alex was
amazing, but this felt right. This felt like everything I'd never knew I
wanted. My hands started unbuttoning his polo shirt and pulling it over his
head, breaking the kiss for a moment. Dad's bare chest was incredible. His
fur covered pecs were amazing and his little beer belly made his just look
sexy as hell. I rubbed my hand through his fur before going directly for
his jeans.

I unbuttoned them and slowly lowered the zip. I'd expected to feel a pair
of boxers underneath but I just saw the overgrown bush of his pubes and the
base of his shaft. I gasped into Dad's mouth when I felt he was going
commando. Dad rolled off me, off the bed and threw off his jeans so I could
see his huge daddy dick bouncing with excitement.

"Get them off now" he growled at me, not in an angry way. A lustful
growl. I don't think I've ever taken off a pair of underwear as quick in my
life. I threw them over to the side as Dad climbed back on the bed. His
left hand glided up and down my chest and stomach and he knelt next to
me. His right slid up my thigh rubbing up and down the cleft between where
my leg and my balls meet. "Fuck, you have such a beautfiul dick, son"

His right hand grabbed my cock firmly and gave it a couple of strokes
before he leant over and licked my length from base to tip. I gasped
unexpectedly. I wasn't expecting him to suck me so quickly. It was a rush
when I looked down to see my cock entering into my super masculine Dad's
mouth. He went hell for leather on my cock. Taking me balls deep and back
with a quick pace. It took every fibre of my being to not blow my load
there and then. I didn't want to though. I didn't want this to be a
quickie.

Luckily, neither did Dad. After a minute or two of sucking me, he licked
down my length to my balls and tongued them. Feeling the flicking of his
soft tongue while his stubbled chin rested on my nuts was intense. His
tongue didn't stay in one place though, he licked further down to my
tainted and gave that a good tongue lashing. He definitely had a
gameplan. He descended further down, hooking my knees under his hands and
lifting my legs into the air. I felt a cool breeze on my hole and instantly
got excited.

As soon as my legs were lifted, Dad zoned straight in for my hole. His
tongue probed me deep and without relenting. He'd spent maybe a couple of
minutes on my cock and balls, but he spent at least ten minutes eating my
hole. I writhed around on his face as he made me see stars. I was in
heaven. Dad was grunting into my hole, it sounded like he was enjoying this
almost as much as I was enjoying myself.

Suddenly, Dad's tongue left my hole and he started to move up my body. He
kept my legs in the air and hooked my legs on his shoulders.

"Fuck son" he breathed as he began kissing me with ferocity. "I need to
fuck you. Will you let me fuck you? Please, son. I need it"

As he begged me to let him enter, I felt the massive head of his cock
pushing against my hole. I was terrified of how much it would hurt, but I
couldn't say no to this. I'd never forgive myself. Thankfully, I didn't
even get chance to answer. Dad kept on kissing me as he lightly thrust his
cock against my hole, pushing with more and more force. I willed myself to
relax while Dad moved from my mouth and began kissing and biting my neck.

I felt my hole began to open as Dad was making me feel amazing. His tiny
little thrusts were making progress, I heard a gasp from him as he moved
from my neck to look directly in my eyes.

"I'm gonna fuck you now, Son." He wasn't asking any more. He moved his hips
inwards and I felt the invasion. It hurt slightly but he was taking it
slow. I wanted this more than anything. I took deep breaths as Dad pushed
in further. He went in slightly too fast and I yelped before Dad stopped,
untangled from me and went into his bedside table to grab some lube. He
quickly poured some onto his cock and rubbed it in, while I laid there with
my legs in the air. Using the hand he'd lubed his fat cock with, Dad wiped
some of the excess lube on my hole and used a finger to slowly enter.

"Fuck, that's tight, kid."

"Uh, yeah... I've not done this before."

Dad growled as he lined up his cock to my hole again. This time, he grabbed
hold of my legs and held them as he looked down at his cock slowly sinking
into my hole. He kept looking up at me and checking to see if I'm ok. I was
grateful for that, it hurt, more than I expected. I just took deep breaths
on everything small push he took. He took his time, after around 5 minutes
of him going slow and pausing to make sure I'm alright. Before I knew it, I
felt his pubes push up against my arse.

"I'm all in here now. You ok?"

"All of you?" I panted. He felt like he was stretching me to my limit.

"All of me"

I couldn't help it. I growled at knowing I was able to take the whole
fucking thing. Dad leaned over, hooked my legs behind his elbows and kissed
me deeply. His hips moved out slightly and then back in. He kept it slow,
only doing very tiny thrusts every thirty seconds or so. He looked down on
me and growled again. "It's taking every ounce of strength I have not to
start pounding you, Son", I involuntarily clenched my hole, which elicited
another growl from him.

"Dad?"

"Yeah, kid?"

"Will you fuck me"

His hips retracted and then pushed back in with force. I think Dad's
patience was wearing thin. He didn't wait for thirty seconds this time, he
pulled back out and thrust back in with more force. He began kissing me
again while he started thrusting with a ton of power behind him. I grunted
into his mouth as he pummeled my hole.

He kept a steady pace, but was still pretty quick. I was astounded. He was
hitting something inside me that I hadn't felt since he fingered me and
sucked me off. I couldn't form words or thoughts. I just knew that I wanted
this to last forever.

"Fuck kid, you don't know how long I've wanted to do this. Bend you over
`cause of you walking around in boxers for the past couple of years."

"Dad, don't stop. Give it to me."

"Nothing could fucking stop me from breeding your hole, kid."

We said nothing while he continued his barraged on my hole. He fucked
without break or relent. If anything, his pace was slowly picking up. My
hands clawed at his shoulders as he made me feel so good. Until he pulled
out. I felt empty, missing something I'd needed for such a long time.

Dad's sweaty hands deftly flipped me over so I was face down in the
pillows, he hiked my arse up and entered me in one swift motion. I cried
out into the pillows in ecstacy. I knew what all of his conquests now felt
like. It was as if he hadn't skipped a beat and began his assault on my
hole with new vigor. He was going for broke. He couldn't last this
long. All I could do was just lay that, keep my arse as high as he needed
it and try and keep my hole as tight as possible for him. I wanted it to be
tight enough that he'd wanna do this again and again and again.

I felt droplets falling onto my back, Dad had built up a massive sweat with
his ministrations and pounding into me. I didn't care. I couldn't care. All
I cared about was my Dad using the boy he'd made. His grunts began getting
louder and louder as his fingers dug into my hips more and more.

"Aw fuck" He's gonna cum soon. He began pounding me insanely fast. He was
almost there. "I'm gonna cum very soon, kiddo. You want me to breed your
arse?"

"FUCK YES!" I groaned into the pillows. It wasn't like I had a choice. I
don't even think Dad had a choice at that point. He was going to fill my
guts whether we liked it or not.

"Aw fuck. Aw fuck, it's coming. Aw fuck, awfuckawfuckawFUCK" He was yelling
as he pounded with such force. He stay balls deep in me while he let out a
long guttural moan before falling onto my back in exhaustion.

We laid there for a few minutes while his cock softened and slipped out of
my arse. Immediately, I felt his load trickle out behind it. Dad rolled to
his side and rolled me with him. He was kissing the nape of my back while
still heavy breathing and rubbing his hands over my body.

"That was well worth the wait, huh Son?" He asked, out of breath as his
hands rubbed up my side. "Did you cum?"

I was ashamed to admit that I didn't... It had felt amazing, but I was too
absorbed in being taken by my hunky Dad that I didn't even focus on me. His
hand reached around to my cock and felt how dry and hard it was. He began
stroking me quick. I didn't realise how close I was the whole way through.
Less than two minutes later of him stroking my cock, I was blowing a load
that felt almost painful in how amazing it was. I instantly wanted to know
how it felt to blow a load while Dad's dick was inside me, pummelling away
at my insides.

"There you go kid, get that out of you" He mumbled. Dad was half asleep
already. I was exhausted. I was proud. I was home.