Date: Sun, 18 May 2014 08:07:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jason Fowler <goodtime32087@yahoo.com>
Subject: Phone Sex with Daddy - Chapter 5

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it.

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"Who is Dylan?" I heard my dad say over my shoulder...

Phone Sex with Daddy – Chapter 5

Guilt clenched my stomach tightly as I rolled over and looked into his
eyes. I hadn't told him about Dylan, even though I had meant to. He had
been drunk, and I really hadn't had the opportunity to.

The phone quit ringing and I laid it down before moving back against my
father. I wrapped myself so tightly around him he had to readjust to find a
comfortable position for both of us.

"Jeremy?  What's wrong baby?" He asked wrapping his arms around me. I
couldn't imagine hurting him again. Not after everything he'd done for me,
and everything he'd already been through. I looked up and he leaned
down. He very lightly pressed his lips against mine and I sank into the bed
as he rolled on top of me.

He positioned himself directly between my thighs so our cocks were rubbing
together lubricated by the copious amounts of pre-cum he always seemed to
produce. I kissed him deeper and teased his lips with my tongue. I felt his
hand moving up my back, underneath me.

Then he grabbed my hair and lightly pulled it back. My eyes shot open and
my cock throbbed against his. The prickle of the way he was pulling my hair
ran all the way down my spine until I felt myself shiver. His eyes darkened
and he grinned at me before he disappeared from my vision and I felt his
lips lightly brush my throat.

He started at my chin and with the lightness of a feather he pecked down to
the hollow just above my collarbone. I tried to move my hips so our cocks
would move, but he held me pinned. His massive body was so much stronger
than me and I knew it, but now he was going to make sure I always knew
it. His hips lightly rolled and his lips moved down.

"Your tits are so beautiful Jeremy." He whispered before lightly licking
the right one. I tried to move my head, but his grip tightened in my hair
and the pin pricks ran again, only this time centering on my nipples where
he was now sucking them one at a time.

"Oh Daddy!" I gasped feeling his teeth lightly brushing the sensitive peak
of my nipples.

"That's it baby. Tell your Daddy how much you love having this big,
beautiful tits worshipped."

"I...I can't.  Daddy! Please!" It was all I could do to form those few
pathetic words before my entire body went rigid and I felt my body
exploding.

As soon as I felt the warmth of my load coating my cock he increased his
thrusting against me. Using my own cum as his lubrication he thrust faster
and I felt him hardening even more. The cock that made me felt like a brand
against me. He threw his head back and growled as I felt his load shooting
up between us.

He leaned down and kissed me deeply as he still thrust his hips coating my
stomach with his fatherly seed. I sucked on his tongue as he invaded my
mouth again before he finally went limp and still on top of me.

He rested his head on the pillows of my chest looking into my eyes. I ran
my fingers down the sharp edge of his jaw and he kissed my palm tenderly.

"Now, what's wrong that you can't talk to me?" He asked pulling me closer
so we were both wrapped up in each other.

"It's nothing.  I don't want to ruin this beautiful moment." I whispered.

"Okay, but whenever you're ready to talk, I am ready to listen." He smiled
up at me. I couldn't believe where I was. Wrapped up with the man that I
was falling more and more in love with every day. My own father, lying
naked beside me with our loads covering our bodies. It was unreal, but I
didn't want to wake up from this wonderful dream I was having.  "We need to
get up and take a shower if we're going to make it on time."

"Make what?" I asked as he rolled on top of me and kissed me again. Then he
turned my head in his hand and he ran his tongue up the entire side of my
face. I couldn't help but burst into laughter and try to push him off of
me.

I almost succeeded at catching him off guard, but he was too strong for
me. He pinned me again and this time licked me on the other side of my face
as I rolled in laughter and tried to wiggle out from underneath him.

"Okay, okay. I give. You win." I cried through the laughter.

"Good, if you're going to make the bus for your trip you better quit trying
to seduce your old man." He looked me square in the eye. "Or you can forget
football camp because I will keep you right here in this bed begging for
more."

I don't know what affected me more, the look in his eyes or the tone of his
voice. Whatever it was, it told me that he was indeed very serious and he
was going to make sure that I knew the choice was mine. It was a hard
choice to make.

My football team always spent one full week at football camp during the
summer with a few overnight camps spread out over the season. This was one
of the overnight camps. They were always a lot of fun, but this would be
the first one that I had been to since my father and I had become lovers.

I watched as Dad pulled himself from the sheets and walked to the
bathroom. Damn, his ass looked so good. I laid there for a moment actually
contemplating whether or not I should go. Maturity won out. I knew the team
was counting on me, and maybe I would be able to talk to Coach to find out
what was wrong with him.

As a senior I was always one of the ones who had a private room and didn't
have to share with a teammate. On more than one occasion my sexy bear of a
football coach had come into my room at night for some one-on-one
training. Maybe that's exactly what we needed.

I let the thoughts evaporate around me as I stood and walked into the
shower with my father to wash the drying cum off of my body. The steam and
his arms enveloped me before the curtain closed.

******************************

The mysterious woman stood looking out the large picture window from her
hotel room. She knew she had made her own bed, and she was more than happy
to lie in it. All good things come to those who wait, and she would
wait...patiently.

A knock on the door brought her out of deep thought. She went and opened
the door and saw the beautiful young man. His dark eyes and angelic face
made him the perfect bait.  She moved back and he walked into the room.

"Thank you for coming to meet me."

"You're the one bank-rolling this operation." He said with a shrug as if he
didn't care.

"Yes, I am. Do not forget that young man." She said in a much harsher tone.

"I won't forget." He shot back. "I don't like doing this, but I need the
money so what do you want?"

"You know what the job is. Get close to Jeremy, and make sure you steer him
in the right direction." She said as she lit a cigarette and sat down in
one of the straight-back chairs in front of the fireplace.

"I've already met with him once, and we spent the day together."

"Did you sleep with him? I know the stupid boy is a faggot."

"Do not call him that, and no I did not sleep with him."

"Dylan, don't tell me you care for him. That is not a good thing." The
woman said. She saw the look of remorse on his face. "Listen to me
Dylan. It does not matter to me if you like him or not, but it will only
wind up hurting you in the end when this is all over."

Dylan looked back at the woman and nodded. "Why are you doing this to him?"

"Oh, sweet Dylan. It does not matter why I am doing this, all that matters
is that you play your part appropriately. If you do that, you'll have the
rest of your money." She paused and took a long draw from her
cigarette. Then she looked at him again as he still stood looking very
uncomfortable.

"Now, for the next phase of this I need you to seduce him and sleep with
him. He needs to trust you completely, because when everything comes
crashing down he needs to find someone he trusts.  Dylan? That someone will
be you." The malice in her voice was almost sickening, but in order to gain
big rewards one has to take big chances.

"Fine. I'll do whatever it takes." He said and she smiled back at him.

She stood up and walked over to him before reaching into the waistband of
her skirt and pulling out the thick envelope and handing it to him. Dylan
opened the envelope and found it full of cash.

"Just a little something for your troubles." She said and then walked over
to the door and opened it for Dylan to leave.

"I don't even know your name." He said softly just before walking through
the door.

"It's better if you don't." She said, and with that the mysterious woman
closed the door in Dylan's face.

*********************************

I waved at my Dad as he drove off after dropping me off at the school where
the team was meeting for our overnight football camp. I was excited to be
going, but at the same time a little homesick.

"Hey Jeremy, you ready to go man?" I turned just in time to see Ben coming
toward me.

"Hey Ben, I'm so ready for this." I said as I raised my right hand and
slapped his raised hand in a high-five.

"Glad to see you two are making nice. You two will be rooming together on
this trip." I heard that familiar voice. I turned to see Coach standing
there in a pair of gym shorts that made my mouth water. He was holding a
clipboard and wearing a school logo sweatshirt. He marked something on the
clipboard before folding it under his arm and then gave Ben and I a quick
smile before moving past me.

"Cool, at least we get along." Ben said but I couldn't just let Coach go.

"Hold on a second Ben, I'll be right back." I said before walking after
Coach. When I got to him he was talking to the assistant coach.

"We're leaving in twenty minutes, can you make sure the kids have their
bags stowed away in the cargo area?" He said to the younger coach in front
of him. The man nodded and took off in a job.

"I was hoping I could talk to you, Coach."

"What is it Jeremy?" He said. His voice was full of annoyance and it was
beginning to piss me off.

"I was hoping to get a private room so that we..."

"Sorry Son, but we can't afford extra rooms this trip. You'll be bunking
with Ben." He said with a very business-like tone and then turned back to
his clipboard.

Son? Had he really just called me "Son"? What the fuck was wrong with him?

"Coach, I need to talk to you." I said planting my foot and looking at him.

"Not now, Jeremy. I have to make sure everything is ready to go." He said
and then walked off. I stood there startled and furious.

"Everything okay man?" I looked over and Ben was watching me. If Coach
wanted to play games, I would give him games!

"Yeah, just trying to figure out what to do about tonight."

"Tonight?" He asked. The hunk standing in front of me would work
perfectly. All I had to do was make sure our room was placed next to
Coach's and we would be great.

"Yeah, tonight." I moved in close. "Since you're going to be my roommate
you need to know." I lowered my voice and looked around so no one would
hear me.

"Know what?"  He whispered.

"Can you keep a secret, Ben?"

"Of course, man. We've been friends since the second grade."

"I am just used to taking care of business every night." I whispered and
grabbed my crotch as I winked at him. He erupted into laughter and clapped
down on my shoulder.

"Then tonight's not going to be a problem."

"Yeah? Think you want some help out from a teammate?" I asked. The look
that crossed his face was priceless.

"You mean? You want to suck my dick?" He asked moving even closer so no one
heard him.

"Hell yeah! I want to know why everyone calls you `Big Ben'." I said with a
suggestive wiggle of my eyebrows.

He laughed again and then whispered. "It ain't got nothing to do with a
fucking clock, I'll tell ya that."

Okay, so his grammar could use a little work, but when a high school senior
is horny there isn't exactly enough blood in his brain to think of proper
English.

"I can't wait to find out." I said before we both heard the assistant coach
yelling to load up on the bus. Ben made sure he sat by me and was quite
close the entire two-hour bus ride. Not that I minded at all.

When we got to the hotel we would be staying at I went to the assistant
coach and asked what number they were going to be staying in. Assuming we
didn't have the extra funds for rooms I figured the coaches would be
sharing.

I wasn't wrong. He told me and I specifically asked for the one directly
beside theirs.  He gave me a funny look but agreed. I told Ben what room we
were in and we grabbed our bags before heading up. We had only a few
minutes to square some things away before we had to be changed and on the
practice field across the street.

Ben grabbed the key and slid it into the door before grabbing my bag and
throwing it along with his inside. He looked down the hall making sure it
was clear and then he picked me up. He slid one arm behind my knees and the
other behind my back, and before I really knew what was going on he pulled
me up in his strong arms.

"I've always wanted to do this." He said as he walked through the door and
then kicked it closed. He walked over to the bed and laid me down
gently. "I've had a hard on since we left school."

"I am going to take good care of you when we get back in this evening."

"Fuck yeah, you are." He laid on top of me and ground our cloth covered
erections against each other.

All too soon there was a knock on the door, and we both knew we had to get
going. He climbed off of me and I rolled off the bed. We both changed into
our gear. As I was pulling my uniform pants on I felt him come up behind me
and pull me against him. He put both of his hands on my ass and I pushed
back against him.

"That's one hot pussy you've got back here Jeremy." He said and then let me
go. My cock was raging in my jock strap, but time was our enemy at that
moment. If he didn't stop this teasing though I was going to be carrying my
load in my pouch.

Somehow we both kept it together and we made it to the field. I'm sure he
was still throwing wood, because I knew damn well I was. We had a great
practice and we ran some new plays that Coach wanted to try out. I tried
again to get him to listen to me, but he just blew me off and turned away.

After practice we all showered and then went out to eat. It was quickly
becoming a sport in itself to keep Ben's hands off of me. Teasing a beast
like Ben might have been a bad idea, but it would all be worth it. At least
that's what I kept telling myself.

"Okay guys. We're going to turn in for tonight. Be sure you get plenty of
rest because we will run some early drills in the morning before we head
back home." The assistant coach said at the end of the table before he
dismissed us. Ben, what was sitting right next to me placed his hand on my
thigh when I started to rise like everyone else had. We had enjoyed a great
meal, and it had been loud. What else do you expect with a high school
football team?

I looked over at Ben and he shook his head slightly so I sat still and
waited for everyone to leave. Then he stood and I followed him and we
walked at a slower pace than everyone else. Finally when they were out of
earshot I looked over at him.

"Everything okay, Ben?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to do this." He said and then he reached over and took
my hand. He tangled his fingers between mine and squeezed tightly. The
gentle action sent something straight through me. It was an incredibly
intimate thing and I wasn't expecting it at all.

"This is a surprise." I said moving closer to him.

"I like touching what's mine." He said pulling my hand up and kissing my
knuckles. I smiled at him as a warning sounded off in the back of my
mind. It was a warning that would go unheeded tonight. We would both enjoy
tonight.

When we made it back to the room I almost expected him to pick me up again,
but he didn't.  Instead, once the door was closed he pushed me back against
it and kissed me.  Wow, could he kiss! His entire body seemed to engulf me
as he claimed my mouth.  His hands went to my ass, he thrust his crotch
against mine and I felt the erection behind his jeans, and he kissed me
roughly. His tongue already sliding into my mouth, I melted against him.

He moaned and squeezed my ample ass cheeks. I wound my arms around his
strong neck and pulled us even closer together. He lifted me up by my ass
and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"That's it baby, wrap yourself around me." He said before nipping my lips
and then diving in again. When the need for oxygen won out he pulled back
and we both gasped. "Hold on tight, baby."

I really loved hearing that name on his voice. He gripped me tighter and
walked to the bed. He sat me down on my feet and then started pulling my
shirt off. I lifted my arms to help him, but he stopped when my face was
still in the shirt and my arms were tangled up.

I felt his mouth on my left nipple then and I almost fell as my knees
buckled. He grabbed my waist and helped to steady me.

"Yeah, these big tits need attention don't they?" He asked as he moved to
the right nipple and I felt the moist heat of my own breath against my face
wrapped up in the shirt. I pulled it off the rest of the way and then
pushed my tit farther into his mouth.

"You don't know what you've fucking started now." I moaned as his hand
found the other tit and began manipulating it in his fingers.

"Oh I am sure I can handle it." He said as he unfastened my jeans and
yanked them down. He pushed me back on the bed and finished removing my
jeans and underwear. I laid there on the bed naked looking up at this
young, muscled hunk that was coming into his prime. His strong body was a
sight to be seen I realized as he pulled his shirt off.

His face held the same strong lines and angles with just a very slight hint
of baby fat still at his cheeks. Something that I'm sure would be gone
before graduation. He pulled his jeans off, and grinned at me when I
noticed he had gone commando.

"I didn't want any extra hindrances." He said, suddenly finding the right
aptitude for more eloquent words. He was a marvel. "Now, I believe you said
something about a blowjob?" He moved his eyebrows and I had to giggle at
the playfulness he was now showing.

"Come on big boy." I said moving and allowing him the room required on the
bed. We had claimed the closest bed to the door for this, but there was
another one just past that one. I looked over at it and he noticed.

"Don't worry, baby. This bed is for our fucking, but that's where we'll
sleep." He said pointing to each bed respectfully. It was
incredible. Overcome with lust I dove.

I probably should have taken it easier on the poor jock, but hormones and
pheromones were running rampant through my blood and the way he was looking
at me was pure lust. I took his entire cock into my mouth, and when I felt
the resistance against my throat I swallowed. His entire cock slid happily
inside my mouth, as I took him to the balls.

"Holy fucking shit!" He all but screamed as his fists clenched the sheets
and his hips rocketed up off the bed. He felt like he was trying to bury
his entire body into my mouth, and I was loving it. I looked up but his
face was squeezed into a very tight grimace. I knew that look well, and I
knew he was trying to hold off his orgasm. That wasn't about to happen.

I tightened my throat around him and then swallowed again before I started
humming. That was all it took for the muscle god beneath me to let
loose. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it in his mouth before he screamed
with release. His hips were thrusting like crazy and I drank every drop of
the jock cream.

A few moments later, when he seemed to remember where he was and who he was
he sat up and grabbed me. Then pulled me down on top of him and looked into
my eyes.

"Jeremy." He said but then looked up at the ceiling. I laid my head on his
chest and heard his heartbeat steady and strong.

"Ben, it's okay. I won't tell anyone." I said trying to sense what was
going through his mind. That must not have been it because he rolled over
until he was on top of me and looked me directly in the eyes. Our faces
were less than six inches apart.

"Jeremy. Do you think that matters to me?" He asked and then his eyes
softened. "I don't care who knows. I don't know how in the fuck you learned
how to do that, but it was fucking amazing. If I'd have known you have
those kind of skills we would have started this a long damn time ago."

I smiled up at him and he continued.

"I was going to last. I was going to make it good for both of us, but
you're too good." He kissed me and then looked at me again. "Don't worry,
I'll reload real quick for you." We both laughed at that.

Suddenly my cell phone rang. Ben didn't move, he just reached over to the
table beside us and picked it up.

"It's your dad." He said handing it to me. I smiled and answered the phone.

"Hey Daddy."

"Mmmmmm. I love hearing your voice calling me Daddy." His voice came
through the phone like liquid. "What are you doing baby?"

"I'm laying here underneath Ben." I said. Ben snapped his head back and
stared at me with big eyes. "Yeah, I just gave him the best blowjob he's
ever gotten." I added and watched his mouth drop open.

More to come?

Let me know what you think. Feedback is always welcome. I hope you
enjoyed. Ideas are welcome, though may not be used.

A quick note from the author:

My Dearest Readers: I know it has been way too long since I've updated this
story, but I had some personal things to take care of, I had to get back
into the right place where it was just me and my story.

Your emails have been the most encouraging, and truly YOU are the reason
this continued.

Being away for this long, I'm coming back fresh with some new ideas. Some
of which the foundation has been laid in this chapter. If you like, email
me, because that is what will drive me to write more. I love knowing you're
enjoying this.

Jason