Date: Thu, 15 Jan 2004 16:43:24 -0500 From: Eric L Subject: I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 3 - (Peter age 10) I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 3 - Peter at age 10 A story of male-male ('gay') sex and incest ***ADULT FICTION*** by Eric L. Email, send to Eric: dad_peter_story@hotmail.com THIS STORY IS ENTIRELY UNTRUE AND FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. It does not represent my actions or anyone else's. I claim a right to have fantasies that I never did and will never do, and to have fun with them and share them with others like-minded, for entertaining reading and feedback. --Eric L. _________________________________________________________________ I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 3 *IF UNDER LEGAL AGE, DO NOT READ!* ```````````````````````````````` Peter's Pleasure Multiplies (AGE 10) _________________________________________________________________ "I have to see how manly you can be by waiting. You did fine on all the other man-tests I gave you." "Dad, no! I'll be manly on everything but this, okay? I gotta finish, really bad! I can't wait--I can't!" Dad gave me one of those looks where you know you can't go against him, or mess around. I always hated it when he did that. Then, dad raised his eyebrows. "Okay, okay, dad. How long do I have to wait?" ______ "How long do you have to wait? . . . hmmm . . . there's no telling, Peter. A day or two, maybe. Certainly no longer than a week." "Daddy, NO! Dad--come on, your kidding, right?" I lost my breath. "YES! I'm kidding, how did you know?" "I just knew, dad. But I gotta cum. Really. Right away!" Dad just smiled, like something was up. At least I could breathe again. He scared me when he said 'a week' and I almost had a heart attack. "I have something for you, Peter--well, it's for both of us really." "Cool! What is it, dad? Come on, tell me." "Now hold your horses, boy. I will tell you this. What I have for you might--just might--take your mind off telling me how badly you want to cum." "Not want---NEED! It's not fair! If I don't cum soon, I'm gonna die!" I wasn't sure about it being not fair, but I thought I'd throw that in. It didn't work, though. Daddy gave me one of his looks. "If it looks like you're going to die, Peter, I promise I'll jump in and save you." Then dad got some underwear out of a bag--new underwear. Then he unfolded it. "Wow! Dad, that's HUGE!" It looked like briefs for the biggest man in the world. "Is that for uncle John?" --he was my really fat uncle. "No. It's actually for US, Petey." "US?" I couldn't believe what dad was saying. "How?" "I'll climb into them, Peter, then you step in, with me." "Way COOL!" I got the idea right away. With both of us wrapped up in that thing, we could do a lot of rubbing together. I stepped in and we almost fell off balance. We finally got the hang of it, though, and climbed on top of the bed. It was still weird, but cool, I guess, to have both of us in one pair of underwear at the same time. No matter how you moved, you felt naked skin touching naked skin, and that was hot. "That's nice, Peter. This will keep us cozy and close together. Hmmm . . . . You're much harder than usual, son." "Yeah." The extra-big underwear was a great idea. It was nice being so close to dad and all, but dad's penis was hard and wet-- mine was, too. It always felt better when dad was hard. That meant our dicks would slide when we tried keep our dicks together, but all the rubbing made me want to cum more and more. "Mmm, you feel so good--my little horny boy! Not so little actually." "Yeah, feels good, dad." Dad hugged me tight and I hugged back. I'm glad he said the part about me growing. I still wanted to cum real bad. "Petey--you're biting your tongue. Do you think it's time for you to cum?" "Cum? So I really don't have to wait?" "It's up to you. It's your man-test. You decide how long a wait makes you a man." I hate when he says that. I got scared. I always did when dad tries to leave things like this up to me. Why did he have to go back to the man thing again? --just when things were feeling so good. Why couldn't he just tell me how long to wait? "Okay, dad," I said, trying to sound like everything was cool. "I'll wait." I couldn't believe I said that. "Good." "But I have all this cotton on my dick. Eewwwww!" "Well, it's time I put some more on there, Peter." "No, daddy, no!" I said, but it was no use. Dad wrapped my dick in so much cotton, I looked like cotton candy. "Now, lie down on your back, Petey." Dad said that I could decide how long to wait before I came. But now, it seemed he was deciding. I was confused. I tried not to shake too much, but my dick felt so weird and I had to cum so bad, I swear I could feel cum building up. But I knew I only had pre-cum---I was too young for the real thing. Dad kissed me, then he rubbed my nipples and chest for a long time, and stopped all of a sudden. "Here, you go, boy." Dad picked me up and put me on a chair so I could stand. When he put my feet down on the hard chair, it vibrated my whole body and bounced my dick. That made me wanna cum even more. "Oh, God!" "You really got it bad, Peter." "Huh?" That didn't make sense. "I can tell just by your face, you're getting blue balls." "They don't look funny," I said. I didn't understand. I looked down and pulled up my balls and they looked okay. Dad just laughed. "They won't really be blue! Touch them, Pete." "I did. It makes me feel--" "Like you really need to cum." "Yeah." "Well, Peter, basically that's what 'blue balls' means. When you get older and make cum and lots more pre-cum, it will make your balls hurt to wait a long time when you're really horny. Remember that word, 'horny?'" "Yeah." I didn't need to know the word. I knew I was horny. "Do you think you've waited long enough to prove you're a man-- that you're have a strong, brave manhood growing inside you?" dad asked, looking right at me. "No." I could see it in dad's eyes. I knew a 'YES' would hurt him. I had to prove myself now. It wasn't like I was really a man, but I had to act like one, and dad said that would help me be one. I smiled, but not a great smile. "Okay, son. Just let me know when." I decided five minutes would be enough. There was no clock so I had to guess how long another five minutes was. I was standing on the chair wondering what dad was up to. Then, he touched my balls. At least THOSE weren't wrapped up in anything. My dick started to jump. It jumped really hard when daddy took his hand away and LICKED my balls. I shut my eyes tight. "Oooooo! Ohhhhh! Dad, what is that?" "My tongue." "Ohffff!" "My tongue on your balls." "Oh, daddy!" It felt so good. Then I opened my eyes. I looked at dad's penis and I could tell, he came. Well, it looked like he came but he wasn't acting like it. I didn't know what to say. "Did I teach you how to jerk off, today?" "Yeah." I knew he didn't jerk off, he didn't have enough hands. "You really know how to do it, now?" "Yeah, dad. But my balls feel so good and--" "Then maybe I should teach you something else, now." "Something NEW, dad?" "Yes." dad_peter_story@hotmail.com CHAPTER END: I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 3 (of lots, I hope) I really hope you like the story so far, and you write to me, THANK YOU for reading. TO THOSE WHO WROTE TO ME: THANK YOU. (Emails longer than a few words will get a reply. If you write to say, "Great story, thanks. Please keep writing," I naturally assume you're cheering me on but aren't seeking a reply.) All other emails should get a reply. I try not to open SPAM, whenever possible, so please let me know your email is NOT spam by putting "PETER STORY" or "WANTED DAD" in your subject line. If you are expecting me to answer your email and you get no reply, it's likely because you forgot to put one of those phrases, or something very similar, in your subject line. You can say anything you want--about the story or not. I'll read your message carefully, short or long, and respond to you in kind. Long is nice. (Email, I mean.) If you have a criticism about the story, please say what it is, and then how you'd like me to fix the situation. If you praise something, it would mean a lot to me to know why you liked that. --Eric Please write to Eric at: dad_peter_story@hotmail.com Angelo gets credit for his ideas that I used in this Chapter. Thank you. (Your suggestions for the next chapter, or any suggestions you have in general, are also welcome. You mustn't think I'm just looking for suggestions. Anything you say, I'm interested to hear.) I WANTED MY DAD - Chapter 3