Date: Wed, 27 Jan 2010 23:58:11 -0600 From: Norin Radd Subject: I Bone My Old Man Part I The following is entirely a work of fiction, a sexual fantasy about an adult man and his teenage son having sex. If you are not eighteen, or that's not your thing, you shouldn't be here. Anyone who cannot clearly distinguish between fantasy and reality is strongly urged to seek the care of a professional psychiatrist immediately. Sex with minors is, and should be, a crime. Never, never try this at home! I bone my Old Man. Yeah, you heard right, I slip my meat to my Dad a dozen times a day and I love it. So does he. He sure didn't at first, though, I had to break him in like an ornery mare, but now he takes the saddle real good. Not bad for sixteen, huh? Course I'm a big beefy dude and pass for eighteen all the time. I've also got a huge one-eyed monster that needs feeding constantly. I've been getting pussy since I was fourteen, but girls are a lot of trouble and cost plenty. I'm doing good to get inside a few times a week and that's not nearly enough for me. My Old Man is a drunk and I've been running the farm for years now. I tell him what to do and he does it, when he's sober. Mom threw in the towel a couple of years back and I don't hear much from her anymore. All I've got to keep me occupied is the football team and my big Johnson. I play almost as good as I fuck, which is to say damn good. My team is headed for the State Championship and the college recruiters are already giving me the eye, it's gonna be my ticket out of this Podunk town. The care and feeding of my trouser snake gives me a lot more problems. I tried to get my main girlfriend to move in with me, so I could get it all the time, but her parents are Baptists and that was a non-starter. I've got a couple others I see on the sly, but it's huge hassle keeping them from finding out about each other. I needed something as easy as my hand and a lot sweeter. I was hornier than Hell this particular night, I hadn't had it for three days and was losing my mind. I headed for my room to jerk off again and I passed my Dad's room. The door was open and he was passed out on the bed, naked as a jay bird. Despite the drinking my Pa's still quite the stud, I get my looks from him, and his big round ass was gleaming in the moonlight coming through the window. There was something kinda sexy about the way he was all sprawled out like a centerfold and it turned a key in my mind. Something I had never considered suddenly looked real good. Naahh, that's sick! I told myself and started back down the hall. Then an evil little voice in my head said, "Yeah, it is, isn't it? My dick leaped like a fish in my jeans and I turned back around and stared at his ass for a long time, rubbing my cock until I'd juiced a big wet spot on my thigh. I shook my head and went to my room, stripping off my clothes and flopping on the bed. I pulled on my Johnson and tried to think of something else, but all I could see was that huge round ass. I loved fucking ass better than pussy and banged my girls backdoor ever time they'd let me. I flipped on my belly and rubbed my meat against the sheets. God, it would be so fucking tight! Something snapped inside me and I went and stood outside my Dad's door stroking and staring at that ass. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, I was gonna do it! I'd need some rope. He's as tall as me with forty years of farm muscle on his frame, even passed out, he was sure to wake up when I started jamming my big reamer in, and I didn't want to fight him. As for later, he probably wouldn't even remember it in the morning. I went out to the barn and found some soft straps we used to tie up the calves, I always take care of my stock, and I didn't want any rope burns to remind him it wasn't a dream. I slipped inside his room, feeling so horny and scared I was shaking. Fortunately, I'm a farm-boy and good with knots. I got each of his arms and legs tied to a bedpost lickety-split. He kinda snorted and jerked as I was getting his last leg hitched and I damn near pissed myself. But now he was spreadeagled and stretched down tight, with that big round booty just waiting for me. I thought of that tiny pink hole sleeping so peacefully between those cheeks and I decided to wake it up. I got a tube of Vaseline from the bathroom and crawled up on the bed between his big thighs. I put the nozzle of the Vaseline up his hole and squeezed. I lubed up my Johnson and fisted it up and down until it squelched in a nasty way. I wriggled a greasy finger in him and he moaned. I guess it would feel good if you didn't know what was coming. I wondered if he imagined my Mom lapping his bung. Jesus, I couldn't believe I was doin' this! I was about to jam my dick up my Dad's asshole! I had an attack of conscience and started to pull back, but my one-eyed monster snarled, Feed me, Seymour! I leaned forward on one arm and ran my Johnson up and down his crack, searching for his hole. I felt his little rosebud give and I was there! He grunted and moaned and started pumping his hips. Enjoy it while you can, fucker, this is gonna hurt! I took a deep breath and pushed inside. Goddamn, he was tight! A manhole is way stronger than a girlhole and I had to lean my weight on it to push inside. He grunted and moaned and his head flopped from side to side as I struggled to auger myself into his butt. "Awww, shit!" I moaned, "it feels so good!" His bowels felt like slippery velvet and I was in Heaven! I pulled back and pushed forward again, grinding another couple of inches up his chute. "Unnnghh!" he grunted. Yeah, I bet it hurt! I pulled back and then groaned as I got half of my shaft in his hole. "Owww!" he moaned as his head lifted off the pillow. The fucker was waking up! "Owww, unnggh!" He pulled against the ropes and that really woke him up. He twisted his head around and saw me. "Duke! What are you doing, Son!" "Relax, Dad, you're gonna enjoy it, I'm real good at this." I shoved again and got my balls on top of his. "Owwww! Shiiit!" he groaned. "You're fuckin' killing me!" The big dude strained against the straps, making them creak, but I had him roped down tight. He really struggled, making the whole bed jerk, but it was old farm furniture and built to last. "Goddamn, Son," he shouted, "you can't do this to me, I'm your Dad!" "I'm sorry, Pa," I panted, pumping his hole, "but your boy needs to breed and you're the only heifer in the pen." This was so wicked sick I couldn't believe I was doing it, and it was making me crazy! I'd never been this turned on! "Take me, Dad," I grunted in his ear, "I'm a great fuck, all the girls love my meat, you're a lucky cunt!" I really pummeled his chute and his moans started to change. "Goddamn, Son, you're so fucking huge!" His asshole fluttered around my shaft and I could feel his gut loosen, letting me further inside. I reached around and grabbed his tits, they were thick square slabs of meat and I pinched and pulled on the big brown nips. "Awww, Christ!" he gasped, as he twisted and thrashed beneath me. I could feel something shifting inside him as he quivered and squirmed around my shaft. I slid my hands down to his big dick and made a pussy for him with my greasy fists. He pumped into it eagerly, forcing his ass back onto my reamer with every stroke. "Jesus, God!" he gasped, "I'm gonna kill you, you little fucker! You can't do this to me! I'm no man's pussy!" "Yes, you are!" I grunted, hammering him like I was jacking up a sidewalk. "Admit it, bitch, you like it!" "Nooooo!" he moaned. "I'm a man, you can't do this to me!" "Yes, I, can," I gasped, "you love me in your cunt, I can tell!" I was tired of his bullshit. I stopped pumping his ass and pulled my hands away. "Tell me you don't want it and I'll stop." "I...I..." his lust struggled with his pride and like most dudes his lust won hands down. "Do it," he whimpered. "Just finish it." I grinned as I put my hands around his dick and started slamming his ass again. Jesus! He was so sweet! "Oh, yeah," I murmured, "your snatch is the tightest I've ever had." It was, it felt like fucking a key hole. My cock hummed and my nuts start to rumble. "Awww, shit, Old Man, I'm gonna juice you good. I'm gonna fill your guts with my spunk." He surrendered the last of his pride. "Fuck me," he howled, "slam my hole!" My head went off like a Roman Candle. "Gonna nut!" I gasped, "cummin' hard!" I threw back my head and rammed in to the hilt. "Hunngh! Unnngh! Hunnnngh!" My balls wriggled in my sack and I gushed like an uncorked fire-hydrant. Goddamn! It was so intense! I'd never cum like this before. I shifted my arms until had my Old Man in a half nelson and crushed his face into the pillow as I spewed over and over in his ass. I could feel his gut spasm around my shaft as the nut juice pumped up his big cock, soaking the sheets. Finally, I released him and he gasped and sucked in air, his chest heaving beneath me. "Jesus," he whimpered, "Jesus Christ!" I chuckled. I knew I'd make him like it. I rolled off him and stretched, pointing my toes and twisting my ankles. "That was great, Pa!" I gloated. "How does it feel to be your Son's Cumdump?" He moaned and buried his face in the pillow. I laughed again and fisted my dick, getting boned up for round two. I climbed back on top of him. "Ready, or not, here I cum!" I slapped it to him again and started pumping happily. He moaned and whimpered. "Jesus! I'm my Son's bitch!" I fucked the big stud four more times before I was satisfied and he nutted every time. He wasn't even conscious for the fifth one and he didn't twitch when I untied him and staggered for my room. I locked the door behind me, I wanted some warning if he busted in to kill me. "This is gonna be so sweet!" I thought as I drifted off to sleep.