Date: Mon, 27 Aug 2007 05:50:04 EDT
From: Kevinmjo@aol.com
Subject: Moving in with Dad again

All rights reserved. You must be of legal age to read this story. Please
see my other stories on nifty.org under Author's go to kevinmjo. I hope
You'll support Nifty and keep it going?
I will do my best with the Spell check, But bear with me as it doesn't
always pick up certain nuances. This is some truth in all my stories.
While my stories depict bare-backing insure You are always safe. See
about Photo of myself at the end.
Now Pull down Your zipper and enjoy
Kevin Kelly kevinmjo@AOL.com

          " We need not dwell on the past but to move on with our lives
as best we can"

those were the words of wisdom I heard from my dad the night of My Mother
and My wife's joint funeral.  A horrible accident had taken the two most
important Women in my life and left my dad and myself young widowers.  I
had been living with my wife of two years above the butcher shop we owned
in the plain lands of Texas.  Mom and dad had set us up not only in the
business but bought the building and furnished the three bed room
apartment above it for us.  the ground floor was the normal butcher shop
and grocery store combination.  the basement held Our butchering
operation.  That was where the bulk of Our income came from.  The local
ranchers would send us their steers to butcher on up for them as well as
their pigs.  I had three men working down there alone,  cutting up the
steer and packing it up real nice for Our customers.
         after the accident I threw myself into the shop just to keep my
mind off of what had happened.  Pretty much Dad was doing the same just
down the street four doors from me in his Gun shop.  Also dad was keeping
busy with the local lions club which in a way was good as the connections
were goof for both Our businesses.  We fell into a daily routine of
sorts.  We each stayed living in our own apartments just doors way.  We
would work all day and then at closing time I usually walked on down to
Dad's and we would have our beers and talk late into the night.  fixing
what ever I may have bought us from the shop that day.  This was our
routine for seven months after the accident.  We'd never directly bring
up our personal suffering but it was always there and in this easy Texas
manly way we were indeed consoling each other.  I noticed how much longer
these days we two spent in the hello or goodbye hugs we gave each other
daily.  these hugs became very important to me.  The reassurance I got
from this feeling of my strong Dad in my arms and his hands tenderly
rubbing my back were the high light of the day, the emotional bridge I
needed to make it through the day alone other wise.
      Dad was just 42 at this time and not to be prejudiced here the
handsomest man in all of Sellers ville Texas bar none, Nope not even
myself. Just 5'10 and 160 perfectly proportioned pounds with not one
ounce of fat on the Man.  That manly v shape so many try for but seldom
get.  ABGS that you could wash clothes on they were so rippled.  Known to
be strong as a Ox and not a man you would want to cross.
  I had tried all my life to be just like my Dad in the body.  I worked
out daily from when I was a pup to get up to dad and I am proud to say
that now at 23 years old I was, body wise a carbon copy of the old Man.
Same V shape and wash board ABS only I had the mud gutter blonde hair
from my Mom and her blue eyes.
    Dad's gun shop was the day time hang out and meeting place for most
the cow hands and ranch owners in the area.  Always a pot of coffee
brewing and some taste samples from my store there for the Cow pikes to
enjoy while they mixed and mingled in the gun shop talking ranch running
and what.  This offered dad a welcome relief from the loss he was
suffering at least during the day, then at night after our shops were
closed we had each others company to keep.
     Then this one Saturday night things took a turn in Our lives. Both
shops were closed the next day a Sunday, there was no plans to keep the
two of us busy Sunday and so I suppose we did drink a few more beers then
was normal?  You ever notice how two people who are close seem to be able
to read what is on each others minds and kind of communicate without a
lot of words?  Well this was one of those times between Dad and myself up
there in his kitchen. It came out of the blue but I knew from the first
where this was all going to lead.

Dad handing me another beer looked down at me with this puzzled kind of
 look on his face.

"Josh, You ever run into Your old childhood buddy Eric Miller these days?

I squirmed in my chair. I was sure I was blushing beet red.  You see Eric
and I were like Brothers growing up for a good many years.  Eric's dad
owned one of the larger spreads in the area.  To make a long story short
Eric's dad had caught us dead to rights in His barn one Sunday, I was
pounding my teen aged cock meat up my buddy's welcoming boy pussy hole
when Old Man Miller came a walking in.  Well things went down hill from
there. Mr. Miller told my dad the next day and We had our first father
and Son talk.  Looking back Dad was really pretty cool with it all.
Telling me it was natural and all that for two boys to experiment with
each other and he added " Who know saves some Man's daughter from getting
knocked up.  After that day dad and I never spoke of the incident again.
Eric was forbidden to hang around with me and was drifted our separate
ways.
I took a swig of my beer and still feeling the blush on my face answered
dad's question.  " No dad I haven't seen Eric Miller in a dogs age, why
do You ask?

Dad was looking right into my eyes and they were sad but also I was
reading they were plotting something?
he said.  " Well talk in the shop today was that Old Man Miller past on
early this morning.  A couple of the boys who work on His spread were in
and told us all about it.  Old Miller has been sick a long time and  I
guess the good lord thought it was time to call him home?  Anyway it got
me to thinking about how close You and Eric were as boys, now him being a
lone sort of up there on that big spread He'd be needing to hear from old
friends around this time.  its only the right thing to do Josh."
   I sat silently in thought.  Eric did indeed show up to offer me his
condolences at my wife's funeral.  He was able to speak to me alone a few
minutes and asked if he could come calling and maybe we could go out for
kind of old times sake?  Eric had changed as we all had over the years.
At the funeral I was surprised at how he had gown into an handsome tall
good looking young man.  So self assured and out going.  Still had the
mud-gutter blonde head of hair like myself and the deep clear blue eyes.
We had shaken hands then and did promise to hook on up but he never
called and I was afraid really to call him as those old feeling for him
and what we did sexually ere coming back and I dared not make that call.
You see while Old Man Miller had caught me pounding Eric's pussy hole it
was a totally mutual thing with us two.  He had been pounding my boy
pussy and filling me with his sweet teen cum loads much as I did him.
many a day I would come home from Eric's ranch and dad would be with me
in the bathroom while I was getting into the shower.  He'd call out. "
Boy why in the hell is your ass so red?  looks like its red and raw Boy?

I would cover myself by saying  "Oh Eric and me were out horseback riding
at his place all day"

Dad would laugh and smack my red ass saying. " Well You better learn to
sit right on that horse or You'll turn into an Indian."

Later I was home now having left dad for the night with a promise to join
him for breakfast at 8 AM the next day.  I laid the night in my big empty
bed and was thinking back to Eric and myself.  I've never before or since
had a Friend I could be as close to as Eric.  I not only loved him as a
friend I adored the kid.  His sandy mud gutter blonde hair.  That
handsome smile that could melt and iceberg in seconds.  I knew I could
trust Eric with my deepest most personal thoughts with no fear of him
telling on me.  That is just what I ended up doing one day down by the
old pond on His ranch.  we had our horses all tied up to the tree and had
stripped down to Our underwear to swim in the pond but instead ended up
laying under the tree smoking a cigarette and talking.

" Eric" I said suddenly and without thinking it through
" How old do you think we two will be before we get to, ah to well like
screw our cocks into somebody?

Eric came up from laying prone on his back and looking at me he smiled
that smile and whispered low.

" I done already screwed mine into somebody and let me tell you Josh its
the best feeling ever man."

" Your not serious Eric, dam Boy your only 14 years old what Girl round
about these parts is going to let you put that big old country sausage of
yours up in side her?

He laughed and was grabbing hold of his cock.  Needless to say my eyes
followed his hands on down to his hardening cock meat in his pants as he
now held it and was pulling it.

" You said get to screw somebody not get to screw a Girl dummy. I didn't
say it was a Girl that let me screw this here big country sausage as you
called it inside them"

I looked down now at his cock meat again and was getting my thoughts
together kind of recovering from what I was just told. I saw that the top
of his fly had worked itself loose and came down enough to see the out
line of his big country cock in his white briefs.

" You mean You know some guy who let you do him like that?  Who was it?
Eric now was boldly pulling down his fly all the more and my 14 year old
eyes were glued to his opening fly and the more and more of his cock
shaft I was seeing.

" I promised never to tell a soul not even my best friend and that's you
Josh, so don't ask for names,  But You see all these cow pokes here on
the ranch get kind of what they call randy what with no women around most
times, So they need some help and One let me poke him good up his tight
rear end if'n  I would let him poke his thing up my own rear end.  They
call that letting him take my cherry.  Boy he sure as hell pounded the
shit of my cherry hole too.  That man is hung big as those horsed there."

My own cock was as hard as a rock and pushing against my jeans and fly to
get on out. That's when Eric reached down while our eyes were locked and
was fumbling with both hands to free my cock meat.  the feel of this
handsome 14 year olds hands on my cock meat was driving me crazy with
excitement. I have no idea why but I now was the bold one I had no
problem returning the favor. I reached down and was pulling Eric's white
briefs from his cock meat and his big teen cock flew out to freedom and
was now in my hand.  His flared dick head wetting up the palm of my
virgin hand and feeling a looking so dam sexy.  Josh had my cock bred and
out and was returning the favor. Then he moved his body closer and our
two cocks were touching and the thrill shot through me as my first feel
of another's cock was driving me nuts.
     My own cock was dripping cum juice like crazy and never before.
That's when Eric took hold of my cock and placed my dripping teen cock
head up under his hairy young big balls and was smearing my cum juice and
moaning in pleasure at he feel of my cock on his balls.  The rest was
fast and feverish for the two of us and my introduction to male on male
sex was fantastic with Eric.  He put my whole bare cock meat between his
thighs and close his hair thighs all around my teen throbbing meat. I was
in bless and humping between his tight thighs, I reached around his
bubble ass and felt the head  of my dick on the other side of his thighs.

                          " Get naked now Josh"

We were like two firemen only getting undressed not dressed.  I flowed
his lead in it all.  We kicked off Our boots, leaving our sweaty socks
on.  Then we pulled down our briefs and pulled them over our legs.  I was
feasting my eyes on Eric's lean teen body.  his hair powerful legs and
that thick bush of blonde hair surrounding that big long ( 8 inch ) cock
meat. His cock head exposed like mine as we had pulled back our skins.
Suddenly Eric was getting kind of half up. My heart sank. I thought he
had decided to stop?
he came down again with his head right there at my throbbing cock meat.

          " You do to me what I do to You Josh Please?

I watched in near shock at what Eric then did.  Holding my bone in one
hand he took the dripping head of my cock into his moist mouth and His
tongue was all swirling around my cock head eating up all that dripping
cum load of mine.  The thrill was almost but not really painfully
great.    MY Turn
I took hold of Eric's 8 inches of teen cock flesh and I inhaled the smell
I came to love of raw sweaty man cock.  I pulled back the skin of Eric's
meat and exposed his cock head which was leaking his cum.  I knew there
was no backing out now. I was going to be a cock-sucker boy.   Eric
moaned on my own cock as the head of his entered my virgin mouth. As me
lips were moving over the ridge of his cock head and I was tasting my
first taste of his cum juice and loving it.
Our mutual moans of pleasure as we sucked on each others cocks was the
only sound at the pond.  I was a natural as Eric told me later.  I was so
into his thick skinned, steel hard cock meat, The smell of his hairy cum
filled balls in my hand as I sucked on his teen 8 inch cock. He'd bent
his leg at one point and I was feeling his feeling his thick wool sweat
soaked socks and feet and loved being able to be that close to Eric.
Feeling his hairy powerful legs all while Eric was doing the same to my
teen body.  It was too close to call really who had cum first.  All I
know is again I was like a pro.  Eric cock grew thicker in my mouth and
then my hand felt the vein under his 8 inch cock as the cum load traveled
through and then it all erupted into my mouth all while my own cum load
was filling Eric's mouth.  Volley after Volley of Eric's cum was shooting
down my virgin throat and filling my mouth.  The taste was great, Salty
and thick and wonderful.  After our last mutual spasm of cum load we fell
apart on our backs looking up to the sun.
    I was expecting to feel a rush of quilt at what I had just done?  I
knew from school kids and all that We were now cock-suckers, the lowest
form of life on earth, Yet------------I felt great and I felt joy and not
guilt at all?  This was Eric and our secret, this was something between
us two only.  He didn't tell me who the Cow-poke was and so he wouldn't
ever tell a soul about Us two.

Laying there still enjoying the feat of making Eric cum in my mouth and
the taste of my handsome blonde friends cum juice down my throat and in
my mouth. Remembering how the touch and feel of his sweaty socks and
feet had put me over the top, I was loving it all and then I heard Eric
getting up and saying.
     " I guess we better be getting back now Josh?  You think You might
want to ever do this again sometime?

He was standing there putting his briefs on and now pulling them up ready
to cover his hairy balls.  That's when I sat up and grabbed hold of his
white briefs and stopped him from pulling them up.  I took hold of his
cock meat and ran my tongue all around its cum soaked cock head and then
took it back into my mouth, all while feeling his thick bush of blonde
pubic hairs.

        "  MM I take this as a Yes then?

Eric said softly as his cock meat was growing again in my mouth.

These were the thoughts I feel asleep with that night with a promise to
call Eric in the morning.  But my very last thoughts were of dad.  Was he
thinking of Eric' and me and what he knew we did when he proposed us
getting back together?  That night I was dreaming of doing to my handsome
dad what Eric had taught me to do?  After all I reasoned in the dream Dad
was alone now and Dad had needs as much as I did.  but on waking I knew
my dad was way too much of  a man's man to ever let me or god forbid get
into a male on male relationship like that. Or was he?

If You'd like to hear more or give feed back please write and let me
know. State Your age for legal reasons if You'd like a picture of the
Author. Kevin Kelly
kevinmjo@AOL.com