Date: Mon, 4 Jan 2021 10:03:57 +0000 (UTC) From: Ken Coomber Subject: I Know Why I Like Daddy. "I" Know Why "I" Like Daddy By Ken C. Nifty.org runs this website for everyone's enjoyment free of charge. But it requires money to continue operating. I urge everyone who reads stories on Nifty.org to donate to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html to allow the website to remain operating for your enjoyment. I can always be contacted through the email address listed at the top of this story's header for comments both negative and positive you'd like to offer me. ****************************************************************** Even back when I was going to primary school, I always knew there was something different about me, as I always kept trying whenever the opportunity arose to catch glimpses of my father when he was naked. It felt like a little boy's dream coming true when dad started to give me affectionate touches once I was 12 years old. A gentle tender touch of his hand to the side of my face as he'd pass by inside the house had me pausing to watch him walk away without looking behind. If he had he'd have seen the look of total ecstasy written all over my face. I discovered I'd reached puberty the day I unexpectedly jizzed in my shorts suddenly without even knowing what had actually happened, except it felt fantastic if wet and slimy. Although the tingling thrill of feeling the insides of my underpants suddenly becoming warm and slimy, when instead I thought I was going to piss my pants (since the sudden rush up my pee tube was like I was going to wee) in public was something of a relief, the wet patch in the front of my shorts would have been telling anyone who was looking I'd done something accidently unintentional. But from that moment on, my little penis would fatten up at the slightest provocative sight of a glimpse of pretty girls or boys wearing something that emphasised the bulge in the front of the trousers. With dad it just was staring at his crotch to see if I could discern a bulge there, but even the smell of his body was enough to leave me with a rock hard little stiffy in my pants. He usually wore an aftershave fragrance called Leather and whenever he walked passed me in the house, I was always trying to unnoticeably inhale his scent through my nose and on doing so would get an immediate hard little stiffy. It didn't help when mom and dad got divorced before I was 14, after mom shot through with a boyfriend and left dad to pay the mortgage and look after me. When mom left us it actually drove dad and I closer together as if in mutual sympathy, with dad becoming very much a "hugger" to show his fatherly love towards me. I sure wasn't going to complain about it either! In return for his affection and constantly hugging or simply touching me, I became what you'd probably call a daddy's boy. Every request by him I rushed to comply with and I'd always give him a hug if he told me I'd done a good job or done well at a school subject when I'd show him my report cards. I even filled in doing a lot of the chores mom had used to do around the house since she didn't have a full time or part time job. I particularly loved doing the laundry where I'd get the chance to inspect my dad's underwear and got the bonus of inhaling his musky underpants along with his leather fragrance smelling singlets. Inevitably a pair of his underpants would go into the washing machine with a soggy crotch from my own sperm I'd blown into it. I seemed to walk around with an almost permanent stiffy in my underdaks as I suppose a lot of 14 and 15 year old boys did. Neither mom nor dad was tall or fat for that matter, so my genetics made me also quite short and skinny. Dad was only 5' 7" and I was only a skinny runt at 15 being 5'2" tall and weighing about 50 kilos. I unfortunately was among that group of small built boys that bullies regularly targeted to be bashed up at school and dad was forever getting upset at seeing the sight of me when he'd come home from work with bruised arms and faces and an occasional black eye. The only pleasure I got out of being beaten up was getting to experience dad's tender and gentle hugs of sympathy, which immediately cause me to crack a stiffy, while I desperately wanted him to fondle and caress me as I desperately wanted to fondle the front of his trousers in return. On the night of my fifteenth birthday and dad and I had exchanged thank you hugs for the fantastic birthday gift he'd given me (a new laptop). I went to bed with my normal tiny hard on and after finding I couldn't get to sleep, did something I hadn't done since I was a little boy and crept into dad's room and carefully got in under the covers next to him and snuggled into his back and immediately fell off to sleep. When I woke up in the morning it was to find I'd somehow rolled around onto my other side and felt not only my dad's front resting into my back but his hand inside my underpants massage my stiffy and balls. I'd longed for this since the day I'd first jizzed and couldn't believe how fantastic it felt. I snuggled harder into dad and tried to tug my underpants off so he could caress me without any clothing obstructing him. Soon the feel of him massaging my cock had me softly moaning and squirming while I pushed even hard back against him. He stopped massaging my cock and began jacking it up and down with a tightening hand which caused my brain and mouth to react as I felt the expectant tingling rush of being about to jizz. "Oh yes please daddy, that feels so good I'm going to blow very soon" I told him as my breathing got faster and my moaning got louder, especially when dad began kissing my neck. Fuck...that felt so fantastic. When I spurt, it was as if there'd been a hose turned on and most of my semen squirted into the palm of daddy's hand whereupon after I'd finished, he proceeded to place his cupped hand filled with my slimy semen up to my mouth where I greedily lapped it clean, marvelling at the taste of my warm sperm which I'd admittedly tasted once or twice before. Dad turned away from me the other way and I immediately and without thinking did the same and found myself now snuggling into the back of daddy and naughtily draped an arm over his hip searching for the front of his pyjama bottoms, intending to invade the fly opening and touch daddy's cock for the very first time in my life. I manage to finally do so and felt a very thick hard piece of warm flesh which I immediately tried to get my hand around. Daddy's thickness prevented that, but his hand being placed over mine and start jerking himself saw me hurriedly snuggling down into his back slightly further, so as to be able to make my hand gip tighter on his stiff thick cock as I took over from daddy and started jerking his cock without his guiding hand. Soon I was pumping faster and faster and daddy began giving me verbal encouragement and advice as to how to wank him off. Soon his hand on top of mine and forcing it to go even faster jerking him, saw him eventually cum over both his and my hand as his snorted deep breathes trying to slow down, while I pulled my own cum cover hand away and noisily slurped his semen into my mouth. Daddy's body seem to go all loose and relaxed and he sighed loudly before turning back around to face me and pulling me up the bed till I was facing him eye to eye. His adoring smile was followed by my first proper sexual kiss, which was unlike the other kisses daddy and I had been sharing since mom left us. Daddy even gave me a carefully placed hickey on my neck which my school shirt would hopefully cover. He also showed me how to French kiss and from then on I only ever kissed daddy on the mouth and with my tongue in his mouth while his tongue battled mine for first entry. We even got ready by sharing the same shower. Here daddy enthusiastically soaped my cock hard and made it blow leaving me weak legged as I towelled dry while he continued showering. I don't remember much about any of my classes at school that day. --ooOoo— That afternoon when I came home from school daddy was in the house sitting in the lounge room watching tele. I immediately went there and kissed him full on the lips enjoying battling with his tongue for possession of each other's mouths. After about 30 seconds of tongue hockey we broke the kiss and daddy said he wanted to talk to me about what had happened this morning. OH, oh was I in trouble I thought to myself? "Pop up onto my lap" and then hugging me, he asked me if I had known what we were doing this morning and I confidently assured him that I did. Surprised at that, he then asked me if I thought I might have possibly been gay and I told him all about myself, my thoughts about boys and men in general and then about how I thought about him sexually. While I was telling him about how I felt about him I found my school shorts being tugged down over my hips than knees, along with my underpants while being smothered in kisses by daddy. A quick search by my hand found his cock very stiff and tangled up in his underwear and jeans. Soon I was made to stand up and get undressed entirely while he casually stood up and undressed himself before picking me up and sitting me down on the chair he'd been sitting in while he knelt down in front of me. "Since you've told me you've never had sex with anyone else son and because you've told me how much you like me sexually, I'm going to teach you everything from the beginning, which I think you're going to enjoy, while I promise you I'm going to enjoy teaching you" he told me with his gentle daddy smile. He then went on to explain to me that a lot of gay men either liked or disliked affectionate kissing either of their mouths or elsewhere on there person, but almost every guy enjoyed oral sex either giving it or particularly receiving it. You've heard the term "blow job" or the word "head" before haven't you?" he asked me and I nodded my head affirmatively. "Well they mean the same thing, which means a man uses his mouth to satisfy his partners penis and balls" I was now officially informed, although I already knew what a head job was after hearing a few boys at school describe it, when a girl did it to them. "Now it's very important that you don't hurt your partner's cock by biting him accidently with your teeth" I was told. "You should also try to not attempt to take more into your mouth than you can handle as well. First try kissing the tip of your partner's cock and begin trying to leave as much of your saliva as possible on it so you can use it to move your mouth around a bit later on" as daddy proceed to tenderly kiss the tip of my now erect and tiny cock as gently as possible. As soon as I felt his lips close around my cock tip and felt the tip of his tongue begin to lap suck it, I felt the helpless fast rush up my cock and daddy found himself swallowing my semen unexpectedly. It must have only been with his mouth and tongue touching the tip of my cock for maybe 10 seconds when I erupted inside his mouth. Feeling his mouth swallow a couple of times saw him removing his mouth from my cock and saying "that was yummy sweetheart" before telling me he wasn't surprised in the slightest since I'd never experienced a head job before, while massaging my little cock to try and keep it stiff. It didn't take much effort, because I was as frantic to learn more about blowjobs so I could practice on daddy when it was my turn. The next time he tried, I lasted perhaps a minute before I blew my rocks with the same result of daddy licking his lips after swallowing and saying it was yummy. With a lot of patience and an inexhaustible supply of young boy semen inside me, by the time daddy suggested we might order take away pizza, I was up to almost 10 minutes of being able to prevent myself from cuming in daddy's mouth. --ooOoo— After tea daddy did a revision of all he had taught and shown me and I managed to again last about 10 minutes before cuming in his mouth and having him swallow it, like every other load I had left in his mouth. "Now I want you to try to do the same on me" he suggested while standing up and telling me to make myself comfortable kneeling on the carpet. "Always make sure you're comfortable sweetheart" he told me, before motioning for me to try sucking his cock. The size of the thickness of his cock alone had me intimidated, so I was very tentative about even putting my lips on the tip. So I lapped it with my tongue first to gain confidence. "Very good sweetheart, kiss it to begin. Now try putting your lips on the tip now" which I did and heard daddy moan as his eyes closed shut momentarily. "Good boy sweetheart, now try working some spit out of your mouth on to the tip of my cock and also try sucking softly on it with your lips firmly pressed closed on it" which I followed his instructions to the letter and began sucking and increasing the power of my suction every perhaps 30 seconds or so. "Ummm that's perfect sweetheart " he assured me while then asking me to try moving my mouth a bit more onto the tip and trying to get it entirely inside my mouth. "Use your lips to help cover the teeth too sweetheart" he said and I struggled to obey him, his cock was SO thick I had trouble getting my mouth around it without dragging my teeth on it too. "That's good sweetheart, keep doing that and while you're at it try taking one of your hands and grabbing my cock further down the shaft and try jerking your hand on and over it up and down as if you were wanking your own cock" he told me. I tried it and found myself being complimented on my efforts and continued to keep jerking his cock while now firmly sucking the entire head of his cock till I felt him tense up and start to breathe rapidly. Daddy didn't warm me of anything about to happen and I felt his hands clamp the sides of my head firmly as I suddenly realised my mouth was suddenly being filled to overflowing with thick slimy jizz and being unable to do anything except otherwise choke, I began swallowing quickly. "OH that's right sweetheart, swallow all of daddy's yummy thick sperm for me honey", then "that's it all of it for me darling" as finally I no longer found myself needing to swallow as fast or as much of his thick cock's semen, till finally he let go of my head and slumped back into the chair with a satisfied smile on his face. He praised me for my efforts and explained to me that a truly good blowjob should leave the recipient completely spent and exhausted. "And that's what you've done to me sweetheart" he told me with a beaming smile. During the next 20 or so minutes he went on to explain other intricacies about giving blow jobs I'd need to learn about and that from now on until we moved to learning about anal sex, I was to practice on him every morning when we woke up in bed together as he told me I would now be sleeping with him in his bed every night from tonight onwards, as well as doing it every night before we went to sleep with one another too. By 10pm I had managed to give daddy another 4 successful blowjobs and exhausted him totally. I could now get my mouth almost 3 inches down daddy's long thick long cock shaft and was no longer gagging doing it. My taste buds no longer needed something sweet to drink afterwards either as I had become addicted to the salty taste of daddy's thick slimy semen. I was even saying "Yummy" aloud after swallowing it too! Wednesday and Thursday nights as well as mornings saw me learning a little bit more about giving the perfect blowjob, including learning about the power and importance of occasionally inserting a finger (sometimes 2) into the partner's anus as far up inside as possible and wriggling it, just as either daddy or I reached our climax, which was another word I discovered the meaning of. --ooOoo-- When I came home on Friday after school it was disappointing not finding daddy there waiting for me as he had the on Tuesday afternoon. I hurried around the house looking at the rooms that needed to be tidied up and by the time daddy eventually came on at his normal time, I was completely exhausted physically but at least the house was now clean. I was wondering if daddy was going to give me another interesting night and more knowledge about giving blowjobs and had deliberately tried to keep myself from eating too many biscuits and other nibbles. Daddy had also bought home some take away Chinese which I think I pigged out on a little bit too much. Afterwards sitting in his accustomed chair in the lounge room totally naked, I gave him my best efforts in what I felt was almost a superlative blowjob that left him slumped back in the lounge chair and breathing heavily until he finally started to recuperate, aided by my ever helpful soft velvet tongue. "Whooowee sweetheart", he said smiling happily at me. "There's not much more I can tell or show you about how to give a man a really good blowjob, darling". If this was a school, I'd say you've just graduated from it and should be looking towards a happy future. I know "I" am that's one thing for certain darling", which left me feeling very devoted to daddy more so than ever before. "Now I know you and I spoke about this the other night and I'm sure you remember before we can take the final and ultimate step making love to one another, there's a few things I need to teach and show you before we're even going to try and ride that pony darling," daddy told me. First of all, have you been a good boy for daddy and taken a bath yet?" he asked me pleasantly and a shake of my head from side to side had him telling me, "good, we first need to get you clean inside before we start look at the outer you". He then explained in considerable detail that having a poop each morning didn't mean that I "had an empty boot" as he termed it. I found out that even if I'd just pooped just a minute ago, I'd still have lots of "junk in the trunk", again daddy's own words. He proceeded to give me a very sloppy blowjob leaving my tiny dick sticking out like a hard nail only part the way hammered into a piece of timber, before taking my hand and leading me into our private bathroom, where he asked me to then bend over and spread my legs wide so he could see my rosebud petal. Then after hearing the sound of something slowly squirting out of something, I soon felt his chunky longest finger begin to start smearing something slippery and greasy around my virgin opening. Then he got some more lubricant on his finger before sliding it slowly and gently inside me then rubbing around the walls just inside of my bum. He then slid another finger in, this time the matching finger on the other hand and proceeded to pry apart my back door opening slowly but most perceptively, stopping only to take a finger out and squeeze more lubricant onto both the finger he'd pulled out and also putting the tube hard up against my back door and telling me to pretend I was forcing a ginormous poo out of my bum, before squeezing the tube of lubricant hard and forcing a lot more inside me, before returning his finger back up my bum and again start stretching and tugging the sides of my bum hole wider apart. Finally he said "I think that's beginning to have you a little bit more open now sweetheart" before I felt him withdraw both fingers and tell me I could stand up straight again now. `Now what I'm going to do to you is to get you to get on a towel on your hands and knees in the bathtub, before I'm going to go and slide a little soft rubber shaped cock inside your bum attached to a tube leading to a large rubber hot water bottle filled with lots of Luke warm water inside it. then I'm going to release the stopper holding back the water, and have it race down the tube, through the rubber cock inserted inside your bum, where once it reaches the rubber cock, will start to flow into your bum and start to fill you up inside". "Don't panic or fret sweetheart or even think this might hurt. Daddy would never hurt his darling sweetheart you know that honey?" he said in his usually calming gentling voice and so I knelt down on the towel, making sure both my knees were placed squarely in the middle of the folded towel while he stood seemingly towering high above me and all I could see were the white porcelain walls of the bathtub surrounding me quite claustrophobically. "Now sweetheart, daddy's turning the nozzle that holds back the luke warm water inside the water bottle and very soon you're going to feel the water start to slowly fill you up honey. Now it's important for you to remember to try and relax your body completely and let as much of the water inside in you as you can possibly manage. If it starts to feel like your tummy's starting to swell up, just try and relax and keep allowing the water to keep emptying into you. If it starts to get too uncomfortable, you let daddy know and I'll stop the flow of water for a moment and let your body get used to the water inside you, before we go any further". He paused silently for a moment. "Here comes the warm water now sweetheart" I heard his slightly excited and eager voice say. I waited nervously kneeling in the bathtub, my bum filled with something rubbery that when I squeezed my bum cheeks, didn't seem to make much of an impression on my anal muscles. Perhaps a minute later I could definitely feel something warm filling my bowels and soon it felt like the inside of my tummy was swelling up like a balloon. Soon I was starting to feel very full and somewhat nauseous and told daddy I felt like I was about as full inside my tummy as I could be and that I needed to poop. "No, no sweetheart, I need you to hold on for as long as you can and allow more of the water inside you, which I told him breathing more pronounced said I'd try. Soon the insides of my tummy were cramping up in pain and I could no longer try and hold the water inside me as I released my muscle tension around my back door opening, that immediately saw the water start to trickle out of my bum hole ever more quickly. With a final grunt of exhaustion I let all of my concentration go and along with it, my muscle grip and felt daddy hurriedly removing the rubber thingy from out of my bum. The water started gushing out of my bum and along with it several large chunks of poop. The muddy brown water swirled around my legs, knees and feet and gurgled down the plug hole at the tap's end of the bathtub. "You did very well sweetheart" daddy told me happily before taking away the tube and hot water bottle, saying he needed to go fill it up again so he could flush me out some more. I endured another two filling up of my insides with warm water and noisily expelling them before daddy finally told me I was clean enough inside now. After getting me to stand and rinse off, he made sure I was very clean back there by using two of his fingers and pushing them up inside me and semi rotating theme before pulling them out of me, where I noticed there didn't appear to be any poo smeared on daddy's fingers. He then gently patted me dry with a warmed towel before guiding me back upstairs to his bedroom, where he again lubricated my bum hole with more slippery lubricant before coating his own cock with it and gently positioning my naked body over the bed and using his feet to spread mine further apart, stood behind me. Then I felt his hands grip my waist tightly and something firm and fleshy start being pushed against my bum's opening, and then a firm but steady push against it and I felt my bum hole opened up. As it got wider I could feel the firm and fleshy thing now being determinedly pushed inside of me even further. Soon it felt as if my bum was going to split apart and then I felt the muscle tension in my back door ease off slightly as my bum opening seemed to close slightly and my daddy stop pushing his cock inside of me. We stayed like that for a perhaps 2 maybe three minutes before I again felt myself being further filled up slowly, with minute or so pauses before the pushing began again each time. Although it really hurt what daddy was doing to me, at the same time my brain was telling me "this doesn't hurt so much does it?" and because I'd never done it or had it done to me before and seeing how daddy was the one doing it, I tried to relax and find out what daddy would end up doing to me, although in my mind I knew what he was doing to me was wrong. But the more my bum started to stretch with the deeper daddy pushed, the more I discovered I was beginning to enjoy it. When I finally felt the front of daddy hit the back of me and heard him sigh quietly. It only took him to start humping me for my brain to react to the stimulus of what must have been daddy's cock inside of me for me to start pushing back against daddy. He was now thrusting into me with increasing tempo and my body was tingling with pleasure. Soon it was no longer humping but what my friends at school called frantic fucking and daddy sure was frantically fucking very quickly. I could now hear behind me daddy's voice grunting almost no stop as he kept pounding my opening from behind. Soon little slapping sounds started to be heard and I quickly realised that the noise was from daddy's fucking my bum. The effect of daddy's hard pounding in and on my behind, started to make me feel quickly aroused then when daddy started telling me what he was going to do to me my body reacted perhaps the only way it could. My tiny cock shot a huge load of jizz out which in turn made my bottom start griping and releasing my daddy's cock inside me at an incredible speed. The sound of daddy saying "oh god I'm going to cum" saw him push extra hard into me and hold himself there as he gulped frantically for air and I thought I could feel something squirting inside of me before I started hearing squelching noises as daddy resumed a half-hearted pumping of my bum hole. When he finally pulled out of me, I could now feel something dripping out of my bum and heard a loud splot sound that without understanding why, I looked down between my feet and saw a white glob of what must have been daddy's jizz on the parquetry floor. My bum hole now felt really empty inside and I would have liked for daddy's cock to be back inside of me, but daddy was now getting onto the bed to lie down and go to sleep. Not knowing otherwise, I quickly joined him lying naked against his back and spooning into him, where he found me perhaps an hour later drifting off to sleep myself. Daddy then had a long talk to me and asked me if I had enjoyed what he'd done to me and I told him I certainly had. He seemed to smile at that and then told me that what we had both just done had to remain our special secret and I was to never tell anyone about it or afterwards whenever we did it in the future and then made me promise as well not to tell anyone. Whenever we got the chance, daddy and I would make me practice being his "girlfriend" as he liked to call me when we were alone together in his bedroom. He also showed and taught me different ways and positions of fucking which thankfully a lot of them also entailed me cuming as well. But we never did anything until I had been cleansed (in daddy's words) which also saw him occasionally giving me a blowjob while he was cleaning my tummy's insides. I always enjoy walking around after daddy had made love to me and feeling the crotch of my underpants soggy with his gooey jizz, which usually leaked out of me and slowly slid down the insides of my legs. Daddy also went and bought me a number of colourful lycra/latex tops and bottoms to wear too. All the bottoms have wide openings sown into them, between the legs that go almost from back to front too. Daddy likes to fuck me when I wear the bottoms and seems too fuck me harder whenever I do. *** I'm not sure if I should do a follow up chapter, mostly about objects daddy inserts inside me, or when I help him to entertain his friends. I'll see what type of feedback I get before I decide either way ***