Date: Thu, 5 Mar 2015 20:23:37 -0500 From: Jeremy Ellington Subject: Lessons From My Dad-2 NOTICE: This story may contain scenes of a graphical nature, which may not be legal in your area. This story is completely fictional and written only for entertainment purposes. Any similarities to real life people or characters is coincidental. If you have trouble separating real life from fantasy or you are offended by such themes, stop reading now. Lessons From My Dad Chapter 2 When Dad entered his bedroom I was already propped up on his bed with my back to the headboard, lotion and tissues at the ready, and my hard cock in my hand. Dad took one look at me and started laughing. "Now that's my boy, no time wasted, all set up and ready to go!" Dad climbed on the bed to my right so our legs touched. If I hadn't already been hard the feel of his hairy leg against mine would certainly have done the trick! I was so horny now I'm surprised I didn't pass out right there. "Before we get started Sean, should we start up that video again?" "No Dad, I don't want any distractions. I'd much rather look at you anyways!" Dad looked at me when I said that, an expression of amusement and surprise on his face. I started to wonder if I shouldn't have said that, but then he just winked at me. "Same with me buddy, who needs a video when I've got my stud son right next to me? Now last night you tried it with the lotion, let's try it without this time so you can get a feel for the difference. You might not like it all greased up." Dad reached down and grabbed his dick and started to move his hand up and down it. He was looking at me doing the same thing with my dick, and his started to expand and grow...and grow...and grow. "Dad, I've never seen you hard before, how big does that thing get?" "I've got 8 ½ inches on me Sean, and 6 inches around. Don't worry son, like I said I think you're bigger now than I was when I was your age, so you'll probably outgrow your old man by the time you're in your early twenties." "I hope not Dad, that's not right; you should always be bigger than me." Dad's cock jerked upwards when I said that and he got a grin on his face. "Well Sean, there are people who think the father should always be dominant over his son." Dad sighed when he said that and got a faraway look in his eye for a moment, then he turned back to me and smiled. "That's not necessarily how genes work though. Plus I have no idea how big the men get on your mother's side of the family, so there really is no telling what you'll end up with. Just understand that all guys are different, and although it may feel cool to be the big hanger in the locker room, as long as you treat your partners with respect and love, that's really what matters. That's why its so important to me to make sure you know how to handle yourself, and I just don't mean your dick. You're on your way to being a really great man someday Sean, and like I said earlier, I couldn't be more proud." By this point Dad had reached full erection, and I was just laying there staring at his cock while he stroked it. He nudged me. "Stop staring and start stroking son," he chuckled at me. "Dad, why is your dick leaking like that. Are we supposed to pee first?" Dad laughed. "No Sean, that's not pee, that is what is called precum. Not all guys produce it, and some, like me, produce a lot of it. It is intended to help lubricate your cock, either for jerking off or for sex with a partner. That's why I suggested we go without the lotion this time. I don't usually need lotion unless I'm stroking for a long time. You'll probably start leaking precum when you jerk off right around the same time that you're able to produce cum." "Dad I'm so glad you're doing this with me, I get to ask questions instead of thinking I'm breaking myself. And before you say anything don't apologize again about last night, I still learned a few things from that video. For example, I had no idea my nipples would make me feel so good when I was jerking off!" "Oh yea Sean lots of guys don't know that, and some never find out, they just assume that nipples are a woman's thing, but for lots of men nipples can be a real hot spot if played with the right way." Watching my Dad stroke that big cock was getting to be too much for me, and even though we weren't really talking sexy or anything, I realized I was about to get those feelings again. And just when I thought that, BLAM, I felt like I was being shocked and my legs shot out and I jerked my torso up in the air and about passed out. "That's my boy...you've got it now," my Dad said, looking at me and patting me on the leg. He stroked my leg up and down with his big hand and it made me shiver. "Oh damn. Oh wow Dad, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that so quickly." "No worries buddy, if you haven't already noticed, guys your age can do that 3, 4, 6 times a day without too much rest in between. Look at yourself Sean, you're still hard! When you get to be my age, it takes longer for some recovery time, but hell son, do it while you can, when you can." "Dad, don't stop now, you're right, I can start right in again, I found that out last night. Watching you stroke your cock, and your hand on my leg, really keeps my hard." Dad looked at me with a bit of concern on his face. "Does my hand on your leg bother you son?" "Heck no Dad, I love the way it feels whenever you touch me, especially now when we're jacking off together." I grinned happily up at my dad. Dad grinned back at me, then looked down at his hand, watching it glide up and down my leg. "Yea Sean. Yea. It feels real good to me too." "C'mon Dad, I want to see you shoot real cum like the guys in the video." "Don't worry son, watching you...and touching you... is getting me pretty close, that was pretty hot seeing you enjoy yourself like that." "Dad, are your nipples sensitive?" "Oh yeah, mine are hard-wired right to my cock." I reached over and tweaked my Dad's left nipple, and he about jumped off the bed. "Damn Sean, wow, I wasn't expecting that," he moaned. "I'm sorry Dad, I was just trying to help you along." Crap, now I really did make it weird between us, just like he was worried about. "Oh no, I'm not complaining, that felt great! I just wasn't expecting it, but since we did just talk about it, maybe I should have. Oh no Sean nothing to be sorry for, like I said, I felt that right in my balls!" "Is that the same for both of them" I asked, reaching across his hairy chest to tweak the other one. "Damn yes," he moaned, jumping again. "I've got full-on stereo sensitivity in my nipples Sean, whew! Fingers, lips, tongue, all that on my nips will do the trick for me." I kept my hand on his right nipple and, without even thinking about what I was doing, leaned in and lapped my tongue at his left nipple. "SHIT!!" Dad cried out and cum spurted right out of his cock and splattered across his face and mine. Another shot hit me in the face again, followed by 4 more shots, then another 3 that made it just to his abs. Dad shuddered violently and continued to milk his cock until just small dribbles were coming out. "Shit Sean, I'm so sorry buddy, you just did that with your tongue and it hit me like a jolt and I didn't even have time to warn you to move out of the way," Dad panted. "I'm so sorry son, here, grab some tissues." I leaned back and looked up at my Dad, his cum dripping from my face, and again without thinking, I flicked my tongue out and lapped up some of his cum that had landed around my lips. Dad's eyes got huge looking at me and his mouth dropped open. "Sean...buddy...you shouldn't...you don't have to...damn son..." "Its okay Dad...I like it! I tastes good. Its so creamy. Is this how mine will be?" I flicked out my tongue and lapped up some more of the cum that was on my cheek. "Um...well son...fuck, that is so hot you doin that...um...well, every guy is different in that respect too, it depends on your diet, and how often you cum...damn Sean, you've no idea how fucking cute you look right now." Dad just stared at me, his eyes still big, but with a lot of – I don't know – pleasure on his face. "Son, I could almost shoot again just watching you do that. You really think it tastes good?" "Yea Dad, it does. Haven't you ever tasted it?" Dad got a funny look on his face, then I guess he realized what I meant and said "Well yea I've tasted mine, I mean you can see how far I shoot, here I have some on my face too" and he took his finger and wiped some off his face then popped it in his mouth and grinned at me. "Yea, I DO taste good don't I?" We both started giggling then, but Dad stopped and groaned when I leaned down and licked some more of his cum from his hairy chest. "Tell you what Sean, you wanna know what can be really hot?" I nodded, still swallowing his cum. He took his hand and cupped it and dragged it up his torso, getting a bunch of cum in his hand. Then he reached over and grabbed hold of my cock and smeared his cum all over it. I almost screamed from the sensation of Dad's hand on my cock. Forget about the fact that this was his cum, HIS HAND WAS ON MY COCK! Dad started stroking me with his cum-covered hand, and I lost in within seconds, major sensory overload. Dad's hand, his cum, his hand, my cock, his hand, oh shit oh shit oh shit! I practically jerked upright off the bed! "Oh Dad!" Dad grinned at me. "I told you it would be hot son." "Dad, you jacked me off!" I almost yelled that out, I was still so stunned. Dad looked at me with a grin, then he looked a little uncertain. "Um, sorry Sean, I should have asked you for permission to do that first. Here I just got through talking about showing respect to your partner, then I went and grabbed onto you without asking. I apologize son." "Aw hell Dad, no problem, that was so hot!!! Besides, I grabbed and licked your nipples, so I guess we're maybe even now?" I snickered. Dad's grin came back to his face, even larger this time. "Okay buddy, let's shake on that." He held out his hand and I grabbed hold, immediately getting a handful of his cum. Dad just started laughing when he saw the expression on my face. "You did that on purpose Dad!" "Yes I did, it's our own version of being blood brothers, except instead of pricking our fingers and using blood, we just used my cum. Now we're cum brothers," Dad giggled. "Oh, well that's different Dad, I can go along with that no problem," I said as I pumped Dad's hand up and down. When we pulled our hands away I pulled mine up to my mouth and began licking his load that was left on my hand. Dad's eyes got big again, then he smiled, brought his hand up to his mouth and copied me, lick for lick. "Now that we've taken care of our hands, I think its time for a shower. You run in while I clean up a bit in here, and don't use up all the hot water," Dad said while he grabbed some tissues to wipe our cum off of the headboard of his bed. I took off for the bathroom and had a quick shower. Dad was standing there offering me a towel when I opened the door. He stepped in after me while I toweled off. I hung up my towel, brushed my teeth, then made my way to my bed. I had just pulled the sheet over myself when Dad walked in, his cock swinging between his legs still semi-chubbed up. He bent over and kissed my forehead. "Good night Sean. I had a lot of fun tonight." "Me too Dad, I hope we can do that again! I bet there's a lot more you can teach me." Dad looked at me for a moment...no he actually looked through me for a moment...then he refocused, gave me a smile and said "We'll see Sean. We'll see. Good night son." "Good night Dad" I said, watching him leave my room. I wasn't sure what he meant by `we'll see', but I sure hope it meant `yes'! I fell asleep quickly with thoughts of my hot Dad running through my mind. Sound asleep, I couldn't hear him in his room, jerking off a second time with thoughts of what we had done running through his mind. When I got home from school the next day I checked the messages on the answering machine as usual. The only message was from Dad, letting me know that he would be working late again tonight. He apologized profusely, and asked me to just have something ready for him to make a sandwich with when he got home, as he wasn't sure when that would be. I went ahead and whipped up some tuna salad and made myself a sandwich and a half, then settled myself in my room to practice jerking off. As usual, my fantasy was my hot Dad. I loved licking his cum off his chest like the last time we jerked off together. I could taste his sweat, and thinking about the texture of my tongue against his chest hair made me hard in an instant. He hadn't taken a shower when he got home the last time either, so I remembered the sexy aroma from his armpits. I wish he didn't use deodorant, but I knew he had to since he was so hairy. When he would shower on the weekends and then just sit around I could tell he didn't use anything and his scent just drove me crazy. I should probably ask him if liking a person's sweat scent was normal, I knew he'd be honest with me. That gave me a great idea! I got off the bed and ran into the utility room to look for dad's unwashed clothes. Right there on the top of the pile was the underwear he wore yesterday. I grabbed them and ran back to my room. I spread out on my bed and brought his shorts up to my face and took a deep breath. INSTANT boner! Oh fuck his shorts smelled just like him, plus more. I looked at the crotch of his shorts and could see some slight piss stains where he maybe didn't shake it off as well as he should after taking a leak. I couldn't help myself, I just had to taste that. I stuffed the front of his shorts in my mouth and sucked on the cloth. Oh FUCK it tasted so good, so forbidden, so naughty! I never tasted my own piss, it just never occurred to me, but here I was tasting just a little of Dad's piss while stroking my dick and the orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. After I calmed down I decided that I better attack that pile of laundry. I started to take the shorts back with me then stopped, looked down at them and smiled. These I would be saving! In fact, I was going to save them until tomorrow, when a new pair of Dad's shorts would appear when he took them off after work. Since I was doing most of the laundry that meant I would have a `new' used paid every night. I threw the shorts on my bed and headed back to start washing clothes. I did a couple of loads of laundry, washing, drying then sorting. I put Dad's folded clothes on his bed, then took mine into my room to be put away. I should probably ask Dad for permission to put his away as well, but I didn't want Dad to think he didn't have any privacy so I stayed out of his dresser drawers and his closet as a rule, unless he was in there and gave his okay. Dad called to tell me he would be leaving work in about an hour and that I shouldn't wait up for him. I told him about the tuna salad and he thanked me, and made me promise to go to bed at my regular time. I was getting tired enough not to argue the point, and promised him I would. I did my bathroom duties, brushed my teeth then crawled into bed. I took the pair of Dad's shorts that I had saved and draped them over my face and jerked off again. Even though I had inhaled them and sucked on them already, they still did the trick for me and I had another orgasm. I thought I felt some wetness below my navel, but I wasn't sure what it was. I tasted it but it had no flavor. I put my head back on the pillow to contemplate whether I had actually produced cum or if it was just some water from the bathroom, but just drifted off to sleep. I was well into slumber-land when Dad came home. I didn't hear him making himself a sandwich, or taking a piss, or walking into my room to check on me. That meant I also didn't see the expression on his face when he saw me lying there naked, one hand around my dick and the other grasping his underwear up by my face. He smiled at me, then reached down and started to stroke his cock. The sight of his son, conked out from jerking off while sniffing his own father's drawers was a pretty hot sight to him and he knew it wouldn't take him long to cum. A big grin spread across his face as he hatched a plan. He stepped forward and knelt down a little until his cock was even with the shorts I was holding so tightly in my hand. He moaned softly and shot his cumload into the shorts, doing his best to saturate one area, then he wiped his cock with another exposed section of cloth. He stood up, chuckled softly to himself, and whispered "I love you so much Sean. I'd love to see the expression on your face when you wake up and smell my cum on those shorts." He padded softly to his room and crawled into bed, still chuckling over what he had done. When my alarm went off the next morning I reached up to turn it off, then realized that I had something in my hand. I opened my eyes and tried to focus, then realized it was my Dad's shorts. I grabbed them with my other hand while I reached for the alarm and immediately felt the stiffness of the material. I blinked a few times to clear my vision and took a close look at the shorts. I knew I had sucked the piss stains out the night before, so what the heck was this? I sniffed them. They smelled like cum. They smelled like Dad's cum. I looked down at my own crotch and noticed that I had fallen asleep on top of the sheets last night. I remembered thinking I felt some wetness after my last orgasm, but I knew this couldn't be my cum. What the hell? I dragged myself out of bed with the shorts still clutched in my hand. The more I woke up, the more confused I was. I dropped the shorts on my bed and made my way to the bathroom, needing to piss. I hopped in the shower and then got ready for school, then made my way to the kitchen to get some cereal and make my lunch. There was a note from Dad on the table, but I waited until I poured the cereal and milk and sat down at the table to read it. "Sean, I fully expect to be home on time tonight, maybe even a little early. Either way I will take care of dinner, I love you, Dad. P.S. Can't wait to hear what you thought of the `gift' I left you last night!" Shit! That's why those shorts were stiff like that! That was Dad's cum! Even though I was alone I quickly felt myself getting red. I was horrified. Dad saw the shorts, he must have known I was using them to jerk off with. I dumped the cereal down the sink. I lost my appetite as soon as I read that note. Why do I get myself in these situations? What must he think of me? Now he knows I lust after him. This is gonna be a crappy day. I quickly threw together a tuna sandwich from last night's leftovers, stuffed it in my backpack and trudged out the door. I barely acknowledged the kids who joined me on the walk to school, only half-listened in my classes, and dreaded the walk home. As I got closer to our house I could see Dad's car in the driveway. All I could think was, well, if he was angry with me he probably would have gotten me out of bed before he left for work to discuss it. I mean I couldn't figure out how he could be angry, seeing as he jerked a load into the shorts and left them for me, but being a bit of a pessimist I always seemed to look for the bad outcomes. I opened the door and inhaled the scent of fried chicken. Okay, he stopped and got us a bucket for dinner. I dropped my backpack in the hall and stepped into the front room. There dad sat, in just his shorts, a beer in his hand and a huge shit-eating grin on his face. Not able to meet his gaze for more than a second I quickly lowered my eyes back to his shorts. Oh no. He was wearing THE shorts...from yesterday! I could see the cum stains encrusted on the front. My eyes bugged out. "Hey Sean, welcome home! I got us some fried chicken. We'll have to run around the block a few dozen times to work off all the calories, but hey, its nice for a treat now and then, don'tcha think Sean?" I just stood there, my mind going in multiple directions at once. Should I run to my room, should I yell `hello' as I raced to the bathroom pretending I had to pee really bad? With all of the options running through my head I chose the only one I could...none of the above. I stood there, frozen in place, then I realized that tears were starting to drip down my cheeks. "Sean, hey buddy, don't cry, c'mon buddy! What's wrong Sean?" Dad said, as I looked up at him to see that grin sliding off his face. "Dad! I'm mortified! Remember when you said if you ever teased me unnecessarily I should tell you? Well, I'm telling you now!" "Oh Sean," Dad said, sliding from his chair right to his knees in front of me. He grabbed me around the shoulders and pulled me in for a tight hug. "Baby please don't cry, I'm sorry honey, I don't mean to tease you, at least not in a bad way." "Dad, I know what you did last night, and you know what I did, and I feel so ashamed I just want to hide in my room," I cried into his shoulder. "Oh Seanie, c'mon son, come with me back to my chair and sit on my lap," Dad said, scooting backwards and back up into his chair, pulling me along with him. I crawled into his lap, trying without too much success to avoid sitting on THOSE shorts. "Son, I have to tell you something, and then you can tell me off if you feel you need to and I'll take it like a man and apologize if I need to okay?" I nodded, still not able to look at him. He reached over and put his fingers under my chin, lifting my face up until I had no choice but to look at him. "Son, yes I know what you were doing with these shorts last night, and I have to tell you Sean, if you had been awake to see the look on my face, knowing what you were doing and why you had my used underwear in your hand you would never think I was teasing you. Son, I'm sure I had the best expression on my face you have ever seen me with. You just have no idea how proud, and turned on, and excited I was last night, knowing that something I wore got you hot to trot enough to use to help you jerk off. Son, that was the hottest thing I think I have ever seen in my whole life, and I mean that. Once I saw these shorts in your one hand and your other hand wrapped around your cock I think I got the hardest hard-on I have ever had. You did that to me Sean, and you weren't even aware of it! I stood right over you and jacked myself off, and I came so fast you'd think I was a teenager again. And Sean, just the idea that you would wake up with the smell of my cum next to your head...son I just couldn't resist it. I can see now how you thought I was making fun of you but I am here to tell you, cross my heart, you gave me a gift last night son. You showed me that even in my old age you still find me kinda hot, and that means a helluva lot to me Sean. I was just trying to show you my appreciation son, and I am truly sorry if you felt I was teasing you." Everything Dad said to me told me that he was being honest and I forgave him right away for any slight that I felt. I just grabbed him and hugged him for dear life. When we released our hug I leaned back and looked at him and said "Dad, its all true. I think you are the sexiest man I have ever seen. I love the way you smell, all over, I especially love it when you work around the house and get all sweaty, it just smells like you Dad, and that gives me the most comfortable feelings in the whole world. I already jerked off once last night when I came home, then I decided I should be useful and do our laundry, but right there on top of the pile were your shorts and I just couldn't resist smelling them. That gave me an instant boner Dad, so I kept them aside and did the rest of the laundry. I took them to bed with me and jacked off with them in my face, I even sucked on them to get the flavor out. I didn't mean to fall asleep like that but now, maybe I'm glad I did. I'd do anything for you Dad, so if I made you happy last night, well then no apologies are necessary and we are good!" Dad looked at me for moment, his eyes scrutinizing me. "You sucked on them Sean?" "Well, I saw some little pee stains, and I wanted to know what you tasted like, so yea, I sucked them." Dad just looked at me and that shit-eating grin spread itself across his face again. "Sean, every day you amaze me more and more. That is so hot that you did that Son, and now you're giving me a boner! But we need to eat that chicken before it gets any colder so let's postpone any more sex talk for a bit and have our dinner." With that Dad pulled me close an gave me a big smacking kiss right on the lips, then he jumped up and let me slide down his legs until I got my feet under me. He grabbed himself another beer, and got me a soda, and I divided up the chicken onto plates. After we ate we went for a walk, thankfully not the around-the-block run that he mentioned before, just a leisurely walk in the other direction of where I usually head to go to school. It was starting to get dark as we headed back, and when we got inside Dad locked the door, then picked me up and carried me into his bedroom. He started to undress me while I was still laying over his shoulder, so I reached down and unbuckled his belt and tried to reach his zipper. We both got to a point where that position wasn't going to get us any further so he slide me down, then we both took turns undressing the other. When I got Dad down to his cum-covered shorts I got down on my knees and just buried my face in his crotch and took a deep breath. I moaned and Dad chuckled at me. I found the cum stained area and sucked the cloth into my mouth and nursed on it like a baby with a bottle. I could feel his cock getting hard under my face. I took another quick breath then grabbed his shorts and dragged them down his legs. His cock hit me in the face, but I buried my face in his curly pubic hair and inhaled again. "Oh fuck Seanie, that is so hot, quick we better get in the bed or I'm gonna spooge all over your shoulder!" "Spooge?" I asked. "Another name for cum Sean. You'll hear a million different names but it all means the same thing, every guy has a few different names for it." Dad grabbed me and threw me on the bed then jumped up next to me. We snuggled up next to each other and we both started playing with our cocks. "Grease or no grease," he asked me. "No grease," I answered. "You do a pretty good job of making your own and I think I like it without." Dad placed his hand on my leg again and began rubbing it. I reached over and did the same to him, and we used our other hands to jack ourselves off. I raised my hand and started tweaking Dad's nipple. "Is this all right Dad, is it okay if I do this," I asked, not sure if I was overstepping. "Oh hell yes Sean, can I do the same to you?" he asked. "I'd like that Dad, I want to experience everything you like to see if it's the same with me, like father like son," I answered. I reached across to Dad's far nipple and flicked my tongue out at the nipple closest to me. "Oh yea, that feels so nice," Dad moaned. "You know son, you can nibble that just a little bit." I very carefully grazed Dad's hairy nipple with my teeth. "Oh...yea...a little more son. Don't be afraid to bite just a little, I mean leave it attached, but no need to be too shy there." I leaned over and started nibbling on Dad's nipple and he moaned. "Oh yea Sean, you're gonna really get to know some of the things that get me turned on. You just get me so hard when you do that." I started lapping his nipple with my tongue, but his scent drew me near his armpit. I let my tongue drift over closer to his pit and I inhaled deeply. "Oh Dad, I just love the way you smell," I moaned. "Yea Seanie, you do like my smell don'tcha boy. Get your nose right up in there and sniff all you want son...this weekend I'll have to make sure I don't put anything on my pits after I shower, then I'll let your bury your whole face in there. Would you like that boy?" Dad lifted his hand off my leg and raised his arm up and around my shoulder and pulled my face into his pit. "You like smelling your Dad's pits boy?" Something about the way Dad was calling me `boy' really excited me, like he was showing me who was in charge. I always wanted my Dad to be in charge, and here he was showing me that he was. "Oh yea Dad, I love smelling your pits, I love smelling everything about you," I groaned. Dad's voice was getting deeper...if we weren't jerking off together I would almost think he was mad at me, the way his voice sounded so stern "Yea, that's right boy, you do like the way I smell. You like the way I taste too, don'tcha boy, you eat my cum, and yea, you even tasted a little bit of my piss last night too, didn't you boy?" The memory of that taste, coupled with the smell coming off my Dad's body right now put me over the top and I started to convulse in orgasm. This time was different though. This time, cum shot out of my cock and splattered across my belly. "Oh Fuck Dad, I'm cumming! I'm really cumming!!" "Fuck yea boy, that's my boy, shoot your load, oh fuck that is so fucking hot Sean!" Dad cried, and cum started shooting out of his cock just then, splattering me in the face and painting his chest. We both were trying to catch our breath, then I dutifully started licking the cum from my Dad's chest. This time he put his other hand on the back of my head and directed me to each splatter, almost like he was forcing me to clean him up. He wasn't pushing hard, but his grip was firm and I moaned, still coming down from my first cumshots. "That's it boy, clean me up, clean up your Daddy's spooge boy." Dad moaned. I finally rested my head on his chest, literally drained, his cum still lining my mouth as my tongue played with it. I pulled my head up and looked at him. "Dad! I came! I spooged Dad! I'm a man now!" Dad gave me his biggest smile and nodded his head. "Yep, my son is now officially a member of the spooge-club! Now lean back son, I think its my turn to lick you clean for a change." Sure enough, Dad leaned over and lapped up the cum from my belly. I hadn't shot anywhere near the amount that Dad did, but it was a start! I collapsed in giggles when Dad's tongue started cleaning out my navel, then he just climbed on top of me, stretched out while keeping some of his weight on his elbows and gave me a big kiss on the lips. "I am very proud of you Sean. I mean we knew it would happen soon, and its not like you got to choose the how or when, but I am so happy that I was here to experience it with you." Dad kissed me again then rolled off, pulling me on top of him. This time my full weight was on him, and this was something we had never done before. I loved the way his chest hair felt on my bare chest, and I could feel his pubes and his softening cock pressed up against me. He hugged me for a few minutes and we just laid there, listening to our breathing slowly coming back to normal. I looked up at him then and said "What did you expect me to do with those shorts this morning when I woke up with your cum all over them?" He thought for a moment then said "I guess I thought you would jerk off again. I didn't really think it through, like I said, you got me so turned on I had to cum, and I had to cum somewhere." I looked at him with a goofy expression. "So you're saying it was a `sperm of the moment' decision?" Dad just busted out laughing, so hard that I slid right off of him and giggled along with him. He kissed me on the forehead and said "Oh Sean, I can't imagine my life without you." Then he yawned, which of course made me yawn. "I don't even want to think about that son. But it would appear that we both need to get to bed. I'm gonna wait until morning to shower, how about you?" "I'm with you Dad, I always take one in the morning anyway." I pulled myself off his bed and headed for the doorway, stepping right on top of his shorts. "Um...Dad?" "Yea Sean?" "Can I keep your underwear?" I grinned at him, even though I felt a little blush coming over my face. He grinned at me. "Yes you can Sean, and when you suck all the good tastes out of that pair just let me know, and I will piss and spooge another pair for you." "Awesome!" I cried, snatching up the underwear and running to my room. I could hear him chuckling behind me. After I brushed my teeth and crawled into bed I thought back on what he said. I wondered how much piss he would actually leave me on the next pair. `- - - - - - This work is fully protected under The United States Copyright Laws © 17 USC§§ 101, 102(a), 302(a). All Rights Reserved. Placing or posting any of these stories or story on any website, or distribution of any of these works in any way (parts or whole) without the explicit consent of the author is strictly prohibited. Any and all copyright infringements will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. This story is a work of fiction. 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