Date: Sun, 28 Sep 2008 12:15:07 -0700 From: R C Subject: How It Started with Dad For legal purposes, this is a fictional tale about a father and his under age sons. Search "how it started" in the archives for about my brother and I. e-mail me your comments at rcfromic@hotmail.com While its been a couple years since I first wrote, how it started about my brother and I, I thought I would contigtnue about how it started with our dad. To give a little background, when I first started having sex, I was 13 years old and started by my brother who was 15 at the time. We shared a bedroom growing up and were raised by just our dad, so we had a lot of time alone, especially in the summers. As soon as we would wake, the penis play would begin, as our dad worked construction and would be gone by the time we would wake. Sucking quickly lead to fucking and I was more than a willing participant. While we were no experts, we surely knew how and making my brother cum was one of my favorite things to do. His dick seemed so big and hairy to me and I LOVED the way it smelled, especially when he was excited. Anyway, this is a story about how it started with our dad, so let me begin. It was only a couple of weeks after my brother and I started, but far enough along that we were very comfortable with having sex. My brother and I slept in the same bed, as we were basically poor and my brother had a queen size bed, so there was plenty of room for both of us. I had a twin bed also in the bedroom, but once we became sexually active, our routine of sex before bed, made it easy to fall asleep next to my brother. So one morning, we woke and my brother's dick was hard and rubbing against my ass. I remember we both very horny, so I quickly hurried up and cleaned up. When I returned to the bedroom, my brother was hard and ready to fuck. I went down on him for second, but my brother wanted to fuck, so he quickly put me on the bed, bent me over and slowly slid his big beautiful dick inside me. It didn't take us long to hit our groove, my brother was trying to take his time, so not to cum right away. But soon the feelings of passion and lust took over and the real fucking began, complete with moaning & grunting, a singing mattress and the sounds of two bodies slapping against each other. Then all of a sudden the fucking stopped. I remember I was looking down at the bed, as my brother was mounted behind me. My brother said "oh shit" and I looked up. There was dad. Naked, running late and stunned. Now our dad was the best, he was very down to earth and had an idea that my brother and I were fooling around from times before. Later he told me that he could hear us having sex in the middle of the night (I'm quite the moaner lol). My brother and I were just frozen. His dick still inside me, the three of us just kind of stared at each other. Dad broke the ice as all he could say was something like, "Umm, sorry to interupt, umm, I just wanted to let you know that I forgot to set the alarm and over slept, you guys can continue, sorry" and then he just stood there; naked and still dazed. Next thing I knew, I could feel my brother's dick get rock hard again inside me and then his hips began to move. Still dad didn't move, but the sensations of my brother's movement caused me to gasp and wimper with good feelings that I could not hold back. As we realized that dad wasn't moving, my brother started to fuck intently again and the moans and groans just fell from my mouth. I remember looking over at dad who was naked. Dad was a construction worker and had a very solid build. Plus he was the only Italian I knew that was named Patrick. Dad had a thick hairy chest, a fat dick and big hairy balls. As my brother's pace started to quicken, I looked over to dad and could see his dick harden. My eyes were just locked on his cock and quickly glanced up at dad. Dad saw my stare and didn't say a word. He just walked over to me putting his dick in my face. That was all I could take, there it was dad's fat hairy piece in my face, so close I could smell its goodness. I wanted it so bad, I just reached for it and shoved it in my mouth like someone who hadn't eaten in a week. All dad could do was moan Oh son, that feels so good. Now seeing this was my brother, who was still fucking me, but it was more than he could take. My brother belted out, I'm going to cum, I'm fucking going to cum and damn did he ever. Coating my insides with his cum, my brother shot deep inside me, my head was swirling from everything. After my brother regained his composure, he pulled out of me and I still on all 4's with my dad's dick still in my mouth. My dad then took his cock out of my mouth and basically said that if I was giving it up to my brother, I could give it up to him and asked in his own way if that was ok. I nodded yes, as fuck, I'll admit it, I wanted dad's dick. Dad then laid me on my back and told me that he was going to fuck me like an adult, that he was not going to hold back and that once he started, he was not going to be able to stop until he was done and once again asked if I could handle it. Myself, all I could do was focus on dad's dick, it was rock hard and his dick was alot fatter than my brother's, damn I wanted it so bad. I once again nodded yes, as dad started to manuever his beautiful hairy body on top of me. Dad kissed me as he positioned his cock against my asshole. I knew there was no going back, this was going to happen. He put some spit and some of my brother's cum that was leaking out of my ass on his dick for lube and pushed his glorious cock inside me. First the head popped in and as gentle as a father could be, he slowly pushed his whole cock inside. Once he was all the way in, he paused and asked how I was feeling and something I will never forget, he had the biggest smile on his face. I could tell looking at him that this was something dad really needed and I was more than happy to provide. As dad started, his big hands grasped my small waist to make sure he was properly mounted to me. Still to this day, when someone goes to fuck me and adjusts themselves with my waist, it makes me crazy. Dad leaned down, kissed me and started to move his body in the rythmn that love making begins with. Dad's dick was so hard in me and for the first time, I was feeling him in a way I had never before. Not only feeling his dick, but my hands got to touch his glorious hairy chest and feel his back and butt muscles work his love inside me. Dad would exhale with a grunt or groan, exclaiming how good it felt. Dad made me feel and know how much he appreciated this. To me, it was the least I could do for the man that raised me. As dad realized that I was able to handle him, his passion began to increase and so did my moaning lol. Dad's hands moved over my body as his cock worked his magic inside. As his rythmn would increase, my body would shake, as the intense feelings were just rippling over my body. I would then look up at dad, seeing that smile and need and he said, feels good doesn't it? By this time I couldn't even talk, all I could do was moan and knod my head in agreement. Dad kissed me again and told me how it was going to feel even better as he had even started yet. Hadn't started yet I thought, this was the best sex I had ever felt in my young life and this was just the beginning? Dad then really began to fuck, the mattress was rocking and slamming against the wall, as dad's powerful legs and hips drove his dick deeper and harder inside me. His sweat went from just beading to covering me. His furry chest was damp with the sweat of our passion. Dad was fucking me with no regard to who I was, we went from father and son to a man who need to fuck and was taking it out on a willing participant. I just remember my head was spinning, dad was consuming me with his passion, my body was shaking it felt so good and then it happened. A rush of intense feelings fell over my body, all I could do was look at dad and moan, daddy, I am cumming, daddy, I'm cumming. Dad paused for maybe a half second, looked down at me and told me "Remember what I said, I can't stop until I cum" and kept fucking. After probably another 5 minutes of dad grinding away on me, he movements became even more intense, his grunting louder and his balls were slapping against my ass and then BAM his dick slammed deep in me as dad roared I'm fucking cumming, I am fucking cumming I don't know if it was instinct or what, but I wanted that cum in me, my rode his squirting cock for all it was worth, milking every drop I could with my butt muscles. After he was spent, Dad collapsed on top of me, breathing heaving, sweating profusely, but we were still one. ILike my brother earlier, it took a second for dad to regain his composure. He was kissing me and telling me how good I make him feel. I remember I felt like an adult as I knew I could handle dad and for the first time in my life I felt an intense bond with him like I had never before. My brother watched the whole thing, he had an amazed look on his face. Dad pulled himself off me, told me what a good son I was and then went and called off work. The 3 of us spent the day together, fooling around off and on, getting to know our new relationship to each other. After that, sex was very open in our household. From the time I was a young teen until I left for college, I probably blew my dad on an almost daily basis. My favorite time to suck his dick was after he got off work, as I LOVED the way my dad's dick smelled. And if dad wanted to fuck, my legs would fly up in the air. I never turned him down.