Date: Fri, 9 Nov 2018 07:52:25 -0600 From: Jake Stone Subject: Post Deployment Dad, Part 4 Hey Guys. Wow. This story is striking a chord with a lot of you guys. The feedback for this story is over whelming. Josh (son) and Jason (dad) are quite the pair. Some have concern that Jason will hurt Josh when Wes enters the story. That won't happen. Josh will always be number one. So here is a quick one to keep you interested. I think Wes will make an appearance in Part 5. Thanks for all the emails!! I guess I lose interest in the stories when you guys seem to lose interest. The more emails the more it keeps me going. So given that my mind has been wrapped around the following scenario. I hope you enjoy it. I'm not your father. You know the laws in your states. You know the chances of diseases. But live your life how you want to on your terms. Life is short. Love. Please support Nifty!! Donate: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Where we left them:: "Dad?" "Yes son" he answered pulling me closer. "Does Wes really want to visit?" I asked. "Yes son. Does that bother you?" he sounded sleepy but concerned, "Because if it does it won't happen". "Thanks Dad. But it doesn't bother me. Especially now that you said that." I hugged him back. "That's my boy, go to sleep. Love you" "Love you too sir" Part four:: For July 4th that year we went to visit Pa for a week. He now lives in the Orlando area so there was plenty to do. He moved in with a woman named Maggie. He seems really happy. So we didn't crowd their space we got a hotel room. Well it was so we had some privacy as well. But we were still on our best behavior. We didn't want Pa to really know how close we had really gotten. After a week of amusement parks and rich dinners we were ready to get back home. Pa was happy for the visit. He really did miss us. But you could tell he didn't want to leave either. Maggie put a light back into his eyes that he hadn't had since Mom and Grandma died. I was happy for him. She seemed like a nice woman. He did pull me aside one time and ask me point blank if my Dad was coping well. I simply answered, "Very well, there is nothing to worry about". And he left it at that. We got back home the 2nd week of July. It was hot. I couldn't decide where was more muggy. Here or Florida. I'm guessing here. On the way home from the airport Dad insisted on stopping at the grocery store to get some meat and beer. We had left the fridge pretty empty. Traveling only took a couple hours so it wasn't a big deal. As soon as we pulled up to the driveway Dad was stripping. "Damn son, I'm glad we're alone now. All these damn cloths in the heat." he got down to his jock and then started carrying in the groceries. I took off my shirt but I stayed semi dressed until we put everything away. Once the groceries were in all the luggage went straight to the mud room to be washed. No hurry on that. We won't have to be dressed for anyone for a few days at least. Dad went out back to check the pool. I looked out the window and he was dumping chemicals in. God he looked like a stud up on that deck in just his jock. I was actually surprised it was still on. "Josh" I heard him yell from the pool. I went to the back door and peaked out, "Yes sir?" He smiled and said, "I've missed that. Be a good lad and get your old man a beer?" he said as his hand rubbed his chest and traveled down to his stomach. Then he added, "jock strap only boy". "Yes Sir!" I shut the door and let my shorts drop and kicked off my tennis shoes. I felt the cool air from the AC chill my ass. I filled a bucket with some ice and put a six pack in it. That would make Dad happy. Then I went out into the heat and walked the path to the deck. The "path" was a natural walkway made in the grass from us walking back and forth to the pool. We intend on putting something better there in time. "What's this? My boy is prepared. Must think his Dad can't just have one beer?" he said with a grin. "Now put that down and come here." he held out his arms. I did as he asked and went to his arms. He pulled me close and kissed me. Held me tight as our mouths opened wide and our tongues danced with each other. His hand traveling down to my ass. He fucked me before breakfast this morning at the hotel. I've had his load in me the whole time. I didn't let it out yet. "Still carrying me boy?" he asked. "Yes sir. I'm hoping it never comes out. I hope it absorbs into me." I said falling into a lustful tone. "Hmm boy, you turn me on like no other, I'm a lucky man." he said as he went back to my mouth. He broke the embrace and fetched a beer for himself and sat down at the table. "Shit I should have put the umbrella up", he went to get off the chair. "I'll get it sir" I said as I basically tripped over him to put the umbrella up. He grabbed me by the right cheek of my ass and held me steady. He kept his hand there while I completed putting the umbrella up fully and tilted it to provide the most shade to the table area. His hand remained even after I was done. "Bend over the table son. I want a taste." I complied. Dad then gently ate my ass. Licking and gnawing at it. Not with the lustful passion he usually does it with. When he was done he said, "Sit on my lap". So I did. "Are you happy we're back son? Do you want us to continue how we've been. Or do you just want to be father and son again?" he asked concerned. "Where is all this coming from sir?" I asked worried that he was having second thoughts. "I'm just concerned that you might want to be a normal teenager. I want you to be the happiest you can son. I don't want to fuck you up. I'm serious. I know I'm a mess. I don't want to do that to you." his face had dropped. Being with Pa all week must have triggered something. The paternal instinct to protect me. I wrapped my arms around him and fell into him. My head on his shoulders I said, "I've never been normal Dad. When I was fourteen I would shove cucumbers from Pa's garden up my ass, when I was sixteen I went to New Orleans to buy my first dildo. And hell, you reminded me how fascinated I was with your body before you left for deployment. What normal 9 year old crawls naked into bed with their naked father every chance they got? Those memories came back Dad. You had to remind me of them but they came back. I remember you getting hard when I was in bed with you. I remember your hand going to my ass and rubbing my boy pussy. But you never went any farther. You always behaved. But I loved it. And I love it now. I expect that one day we will each find a partner to have a relationship with but you will always be my number one Dad. Does that answer your question" I lifted my head off his shoulders and looked at his face. Tears were running down from each eye. No noise just tears. I licked them off his face. "That was quite a speech son. You've always been so smart and kind. I don't know where you came from. Neither your Mom or I were as smart as you. You'll always be my number one too. I should have sent for you. Things would have been different." he let out a short sob. "You had a job you signed up for and Pa took care of me. I'm good with that. We went through a lot after the accident. We all coped with it the best way we could. I don't hold that against you. So are you convinced now?" I laughed a bit. He let out a chuckle as well, "Sorry son. The damn PTSD leaves me insecure at times. I can't always be the Sir you want me to be. I guess the week with Dad brought out some of the guilt. I left you both alone for a long time. But hearing you tell me that you are OK is my number one priority. It makes me feel a lot better. And you're right son. We may find partners one day. One for each of us. But you'll always be my number one too." he hugged me tight. "Now let's have some beer. We can't go in the pool just yet. Have to let all that chlorine I put in circulate some." I got off of him and retrieved us a couple of beers from the bucket and put them on the table. I was about to sit in the chair next to him and he said, "No you don't. Back on my lap boy. I don't care how hot it is." So I went back on his lap while we sipped our beers. I may have been only 5'9" but I was a good 170 lbs at least. But Dad never even seemed uncomfortable. His thick thighs strong as they were held me just fine. He caressed my thigh as he drank with his other hand. I finally turned so my back was leaning on his chest. This caused his hand to travel up and down the front of my body. A few times he caressed my bulge but didn't linger. On his third beer, my second, and we were both sweating pretty heavy. It must have been about 3 in the afternoon at this point. The sun was beating down and the air thick with humidity. "Spread a towel down son. Let's lay out a bit" He said. I got off him and did just that. As he got off his chair he took off his jock. He laid down on his back with his hands behind his head looking at me. I took off my jock as well and laid beside him. On my side. My arm and hand holding up my head just looking at him. Then his moist pit caught my attention. It was ripe, I could smell it. He was still looking at me. "Need something son?" he said with a smirk. He knew I couldn't resist his scent, his taste. I leaned over and clamped my mouth on his pit. Sucking it and licking it. Pulling at the hairs with my teeth. I went from lazy to lustful in less than a minute. With his other hand he held my head onto his pit, "That's my boy, that's what he needs. He needs to feed off of his Dad's body. Clean it good boy." I was letting out soft moans. Not only did I love his body but I loved how verbal he could get. Especially how dirty he got as time went on. He would say some really twisted shit the hornier he got. "Why don't you eat Daddy's sweaty ass boy? Clean the travel out of it.", he said as he pushed my head away and got on his stomach. He spread his legs a bit as he put a chair cushion under his pelvis. "Eat my ass boy. Show it the same love you show my pits." I got between his legs. His ass was tilting slightly up into the air. Two beautiful muscular globes. Where I had a bubble but he had a man's large ass. His cheeks light with hair and his crack smooth. His rosebud was as hairless as mine. I spread his cheeks and watched his hole for a moment. It was hot. "Come on son. Give my hole some attention." he said before I finally lowered my head. This was the first time he really put his ass on display for me. I had lightly licked his ass before but never really eaten it. But I really wanted to. First I licked the sweat out of his trench. Tasting all his funk. Then I dove into his hole. As I tongue him his muscle grabbed it and pulled it in. He was fucking himself on my tongue. "Fuck yeah boy. Get in there. Let me feel it man" yet he was doing a lot of the work. I must have been in between his cheeks for a good five minutes before he said, "Stick your cock in me boy". My head snapped back. "What sir?" I was confused. Dad was a confirmed top. He told me he rarely ever got fucked. Only happened a couple times. "You heard me son. Sink that boy cock into me. It won't happen often son. So take the opportunity. Fucking stick that cock in me. Go in quick." he urged me on. I lined up my cock to his hole. I was just as hard as if he was going to fuck me. "Lube?" I asked before I continued. "Don't fucking worry about it. Your spit should suffice. Go deep son." he said. So I started to sink into him. Once I had my cock head in there his ass took over. He was sucking me in. He grunted a few times as he lifted his ass up pushing into me. "I want your load son. I want you to breed me. Not a one way street. My son fucking me. How fucking hot is that?" he carried on. But he took me all. I couldn't do it without lube but here he was. My strong Dad could do anything. Once I bottomed out I stayed still for a moment. I was an average 7 inches. And not real thick. But still I couldn't believe it didn't hurt without lube. Then he started fucking himself on me. Pulling me in and then releasing me. So much control. He was still the top when he was bottoming. My hands were all over his back and his thighs. This powerful man beneath me. "I want your load son. I want you deep inside me. I want to be marked as well." he was muttering in a sexual frenzy. I was caught up in it as well. It was far different from my usual role. I pretty much accepted I was a confirmed bottom but this was hot. "So fucking hot man. My Dad is so fucking hot. I love you" I said as I started to take over the fucking. It was rising from me like a primal need. I knew now how the alphas felt wanting to plant there seed deep. It was good to understand it. "Fuck yeah son. Fuck my man hole son. Give me all you got. Don't stop till I get that load boy. Give me that load.' he kept repeating himself. Finally I couldn't hold back anymore. I felt it rising up from my balls. I grabbed his thick hips tight and pounded him like crazy. "That's it boy, give it to me, fucking breed me son" and I did. I felt my cock go off several times. Deep into him. I kept fucking it in him. Making sure I was done. Until I collapsed on his back. On his sweaty back. I stayed there for a few minutes as we both caught our breath. "Stay in me son" he said as he reached down and started to jack off. I felt his ass muscles contract with each stroke. He was jacking hard. Wanting to get off. It didn't take long. He soiled the towel and cushion with a large load. I fell out of him and rolled over onto the towel onto my back. I was still breathing heavy. He looked down at me and then leaned in for a kiss. He lifted up and said, "I love you boy". and then laid beside me. I curled up into him. "Why Dad?" I asked. "Why what son?" he caressed my body while we snuggled in the sun. "Why did you want me to fuck you?" I was just curious. "Because I want you to understand that roles are never set in stone. What we prefer is one thing as long as we respect each other. I want you to know that you can ask for that anytime you want to. You obviously prefer to bottom and I definitely prefer that ass but I'm yours too son. Nothing is set in stone. That make sense?" he asked. "Yeah, it does, thanks Dad. And it was hot but you're right. I prefer you in me. But your ass is hot too. Maybe every few months?" I said with a grin. "Whatever you want boy. I prefer being your dominant but that doesn't mean I won't submit to my boy. I love you so much." "What about when Wes visits?" I asked knowing that was going to happen sooner rather than later. "I fuck Wes. He's never fucked me. He can fuck you if you want but it's different with you. You can fuck me. He does eat ass really good though." Dad chuckled. "Good to know" I chuckled to but in a sleepy way. The next thing I knew I was drifting off to sleep. The sun was hitting behind the privacy fence again thankfully so I wouldn't get burned. As I drifted off Dad started to lightly snore as well. We were both drained from the trip and the heat as well as today's bonding. Part five sooner than later? :).... I will revisit other stories and add to them when I figure out where they need to go. Thanks for reading!! Some other stories of mine: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/searching-for-my-identity/ http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/when-dad-got-out-of-prison/ http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/wildcat/ http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/lust-in-space/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/runaway/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/my-uncles-trailer/ *Please support Nifty*, donations are needed to keep this service going. There is nothing like this out there and it would be a loss to let it go. Anything helps. 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