Date: Thu, 9 Jul 2020 15:13:02 -0400
From: TG
Subject: The Collins Family Chronicles, Part 01

I was in the back of a cop car. That was bad.
The cop in the front seat? My father. That was worse.

As the squad car pulled in to our driveway and into the garage, my throat
tightened. My dad hadn't said a word since he had walked me out of our
town's police headquarters, where I had landed after being involved in a
fight. He turned the engine off, casting the garage into semi-darkness. We
sat in silence, the ticking of the engine the only noise.

I looked at the back of my dad's head Ð the thick neck, the wiry black
hair with just a hint of grey Ð distinguished for a 38 year old.  I
caught him glaring at me in the rear view mirror. I knew that look. This
wasn't the first time I'd been in a fightÉ but it was probably the
worst.

He got out of the car, opened the back door & hauled me out by the scruff
of my neck. He dragged me around to the front of the car & pushed me up
against the hood.

"Jesus Tommy, what were you thinking? You're eighteen now - that kid could
have filed assault charges." He growled at me.

"I'm sorry Dad," I stammered, "but that guy is an assho-"

"Shut it." He said. I shut up instantly. "This is the 4th fight in the last
2 months. What's gotten into you?"

I wiped my nose, clearing away the dried blood. He just stared at me. I
could see frustration, concern & even love in those bright blue eyes. I
couldn't look away, and suddenly I couldn't help myself Ð tears welled
up, and I felt every emotion I had buried boiling to the surface. I broke
down.

"Dad, I didn'tÉ I don't know howÉ IÉ" I couldn't get the words out
Ð I was choking and couldn't get my breath.

He grabbed my head, forced me to look at him. "Tommy, what is it? What's
the matter?"

I couldn't stop myself. "Dad, I think I'mÉ Dad, I'm gay."

There. I had said it. The words I had fought against for so long. I
exhaled, shuddering as the adrenaline left my system. Suddenly I was almost
unnaturally calm. My dad let go of my head and turned away from me. He
leaned against the tool bench lining the wall. I was still slumped against
the hood of the police cruiser, looking for any sign, any reaction.

The moonlight was streaming in through the window, and it perfectly
highlighted my father. It was weird. For the first time, I was looking at
him, at this man I've known & looked up to my entire life. I was literally
looking at him in a whole new light. For the first time I noticed how
strong he looked, what amazing shape he was in. His back was broad, and his
frame, slightly taller than mine, was incredible. And his ass Ð jesus!
The moonlight showed how well his firm, round ass filled his uniform
pants. But he was Ð why wouldn't he look at me?

"Dad? Dad, pleaseÉ Is it okay?" Suddenly all of those emotions welled up
again and I started to hyperventilate. "Dad, tell me it's okay. Tell me you
still Ð"

I froze as he spun around and looked at me. I caught tears in his eyes for
a second as he rushed to hug me. He held me tight - his huge, calloused
hands on my neck and back. I buried my face in his chest, tears burning my
eyes.

He whispered, "It's okay Tommy, of course it's okay. You're my boy & I love
you. I could never not love you." His words were muffled, his face against
my ear as he whispered reassuringly.

Suddenly I was aware of his grip, of how strong he was. I was aware of his
firm hands, of how good it felt to be pressed against him so close. He
smelled of leather & clove, and his breath was warm in my ear. My cock was
starting to stir. Oh shit, I had just come out to my father & now I was
getting hard as he was holding me. Hell, I'm 18, I couldn't help it. I was
rock hard & my cock was pressing against my father's crotch.

I knew he felt it when he stopped whispering & pulled back. Horrified, I
slowly raised my gaze to meet his. A million expressions played across his
face.

"Tommy?" he said softly. "Are youÉ hard?"

I was. I was aware of my hard cock, of his hands on my neck & back. Our
eyes locked & the entire world spun to a stop. His eyes, so bright &
brilliant in the moonlight, looked at me in a way I'd never seen
before. The hand that was against my back started to slide down, until it
was gently cupping my ass. He pulled me closer, and I could feel his cock
hardening too. I gulped, our gazes still locked. My cock, rock hard, was
pressed firmly against his, with only straining fabric separating them.

"Dad, are you?" I asked knowingly.

A crooked smile, one that I had always loved, slowly spread across his
face. He slowly nodded, then leaned in and kissed me. My mind was blown.

His breath was slightly stale, his lips were pressed against mine.  His
coarse stubble scratched against me as he kissed me hard. Without knowing
what I was doing, I started kissing him back. I lunged against him,
throwing him off balance and sending us both up against the tool
bench. Tools rattled & fell to the counter top as our kisses became more
frenzied. His hands groped my ass, slid up my back. He pulled back
suddenly, and looked at me with concern.

"Tommy, have youÉ you've been with someone before, right?"

Suddenly shy, I shook my head no. "Just me and lots of porn, Dad."

His hand, so calloused, gently cradled my chin. He smiled and kissed me
again. He pushed me back against the hood of the car, as we continued to
kiss. He lifted me up & ripped my shirt open. His tongue slid down my neck
and he bit lightly on my nipple, making my cock jump. Our hands were all
over each other. I grabbed his arm, his chest, then reached down & grabbed
his now erect cock. Even through his uniform pants, it was the first cock
other than my own I had ever felt. I could feel it pulse as he chewed on my
nipple.

He whispered in my ear. "Fuck, son. You taste so good."

"God Dad, you feel so good. I want to taste you too."

I hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his broad chest. He was
naturally muscular, with a dense coating of hair Ð his broad nipples
stuck out, barometers of his arousal. As my mouth closed over one, he spun
us around, so he was up against the car. I slowly slid down, my tongue
savoring the flavor of stale sweat as I traced a path to his belt buckle.

I dropped to my knees & pressed my mouth up against his crotch. I could
feel his cock throbbing as I rushed to unbuckle his pants. They dropped to
the ground and I slid my mouth over his hard cock, outlined in his
boxers. I pulled them down & his cock sprang out.

It was fucking beautiful - about 7 inches and thick. I couldn't believe the
girth, the long thick vein that ran its length, pulsing, keeping time with
the throbbing of his meat. His balls hung low, filled with cum. His bush
was thick Ð a dense dark forest of hair. I inhaled the smell Ð musky,
intoxicating. Gently, almost reverently, I grabbed the shaft & tasted a
cock for the first time. My father's cock.

He moaned as I started sucking his dick. I tried to take the whole thing in
my mouth, but couldn'tÉ not yet. I settled for just licking the shaft
and sucking on the head. Dad grabbed my face & shoved it hard up against
his crotch Ð I could feel the heat, the pulsing of his shaft.

Suddenly he pulled me up and kissed me deeply again. "Let's go upstairs",
he whispered, reaching down to grab my ass roughly.

We left a trail of clothes up the stairs as we made our way to his
bedroom. We stood a foot apart and took stock of each other. I studied his
broad, furry frame. He had his hands on his hips and stood proudly, legs
apart. His hard thick cock stood straight out & I could see a glisten of
precum on the head.  He stared at me, at my thin, toned build (years of
running at work). His eyes played over my smooth chest, with just a slight
trail of hair leading down to my furry crotch. My cock, long, longer than
his, but thin & ramrod straight. My knees quivered as he spun me around to
survey my ass. The slightest covering of fuzz over two firm ass cheeks.

"Do you like what you see?" I whispered huskily. I bent forward slightly to
give him a better view of my hole.

A sudden pain as he reached under my ass to grab my balls. "Be quiet,
Tommy." He leaned in close and whispered in my ear. "You know you've been
bad. And bad boys need to be punished."

I moaned, half in pleasure and half in pain as he twisted my balls. "Yes
dad, I've been bad."

"Fuck yes", he said, his tongue grazing my ear. My cock jumped. His hand
grabbed my chin & he growled, "You need to be spanked, son."

I gasped as he pulled me over to the bed & sat down, bending me over his
knee. My cock, hard, dripping precum madly, was pressed up against his
thigh. My ass was totally vulnerable as his rough calloused hand slid over
the cheeks. A finger briefly dipped deep in the crack, teasing my hole. I
moaned and threw my head back. I was in heaven, and my father was in
charge.

A sudden sharp SLAP as his open hand spanked my ass, hard. My breath caught
in my throat, my cock jumped. Dad leaned in close to my ear.

"You will NOT get in any more fights."

SLAP. Another spanking, harder this time. My cock had a mind of its own &
pulsed even harder, jizz dripping from tip. I could feel his cock throbbing
madly too.

"You WILL clean up your act."

His hand slid across my cheeks, soothing them. He stuck his finger in my
mouth & I sucked hungrily on it. Then he pulled it out & probed my hole
again, deeper. I was dizzy with ecstasy. Then he struck again.

SLAP. Again, even harder. In my mind I pictured my red ass cheeks, my
fathers hand. I moaned, begged for release. My cock was harder than I've
ever known.

"You will be a GOOD BOY."

SLAP. Another. I almost shot my load. Suddenly he leaned in again,
whispered, "You are a good boy, Tommy." Then he rolled me over, freeing my
hard cock. I felt his cock hard, pulsing, pressing against my ass. Any pain
was suddenly forgotten as he kissed me, thrusting his tongue deep in my
mouth. Carefully, gently, lovingly, he lifted me up & lay me down on the
bed. He kissed me again, then slid his tongue down and across my nipples,
not stopping until his mouth was poised over my cock. He caught my eye then
slowly, oh so slowly, slid his mouth over my cock & engulfed it. Our gaze
didn't break as my cock slid deep down his throat until the entire shaft
was in his mouth. I moaned, then he moaned and he started deep throating
me. His head bobbed up and down, sliding down the length of my throbbing
cock. I grabbed his head to match the rhythm of my hips. I could feel my
cum boiling, threatening to explode.

"Oh god dad, I think I'm gonna shoot!"

He released my cock from his mouth & tugged on my balls roughly. I could
feel the load receding.

"Not yet, Tommy, not until I say."

He rolled me over onto my stomach. My throbbing cock was pinned against the
bad as I raised my ass in the air. I could feel his warm breath as he moved
in close. I could feel the stubble on his chin grazing down my ass
crack. Slowly, gently, I could feel his hands as they spread my cheeks
apart.  I gasped when his tongue darted in to taste my eager hole.

"Fuck, boy, you have a beautiful, tasty ass." He growled lowly. The words,
the heat of his breath on my hole Ð I couldn't help but whimper. His
tongue darted in again, probing deeper. Then he buried his entire face in
my ass, tonguing, licking, tasting greedily. I could feel my hole
loosening, feel his warm spit dripping down onto my balls. My cock throbbed
in delightful agony.

I don't know how long we stayed that way Ð my Dad teasing, tasting,
loosening my hole. It could have been 5 minutes or an hour. It was all so
new for me Ð and my cock was aching for release. "Please Dad," I said,
"I want to feel you inside me."

I almost gasped again when my Dad pulled his face from my ass. He rolled me
over and lay on top of me. The full weight of his body was on me. Our
cocks, stiff, throbbing, leaking precum, pulsed against each other in
perfect sync. He leaned in close and kissed me deep. Then he pulled back
and said, "No, boy."

I looked at him, puzzled. "Not like that," he said. "Say it like a
man. Tell me what you want, one man to another."

I grinned, reached up and cupped his chin, forced him to look me square in
the eye. "Fuck me, Dad."  I leaned in close, and crossing a mental line I
never knew existed, growled deep in his ear, "Fuck meÉ Mike."

He slowly lifted my legs up and placed them over his shoulders. My ass was
spread wide, totally vulnerable. I could feel the head of his thick cock as
it pressed against my virgin hole. He shifted the slightest bit & I could
feel it as my hole started to spread.  "Are you ready, Tommy?", he
said. "I'll try not to hurt you."

The look of concern in his eyes made me even hornier. I forced my ass to
twitch, trying to draw the head of his cock in.

I growled again. "I want your cock, Mike. I want you to fuck me. I need you
to fuck me."

He pushed forward and the head of his cock popped past my tightened
sphincter. The sudden pressure made me gasp, then moan with pleasure. I
leaned forward against his broad, furry chest and bit one of his nipples,
sharing the pain and ecstasy I was feeling. Slowly but steadily, my father
moved his hips forward, forcing inch after inch of his rock hard cock into
my eager ass.

The pressure was building, unlike anything I'd ever known. I could feel his
hard shaft as it slowly pushed deeper into my ass. Just when I was about to
beg for him to stop, to tell him I couldn't, he stopped. My eyes were
closed and I felt his warm breath on my face as he leaned in close. "That's
it, son. I knew you could take it. Now just relax for a minute."

I opened my eyes, and realized that my father had the full length of his
meat buried in my ass. His hips were pressed up tight against mine, and we
were intertwined in a more intimate way than I ever imagined. He gently
reached down and took my pulsing cock in his hand, jerking it slightly. I
gasped, then kissed him deeply. His tongue slid over my teeth and
penetrated my mouth just like his cock had penetrated my ass. It was almost
too much for me to take.

He stopped kissing me, and looked me in the eye. "Ready, Tommy?", he
asked. I nodded.

He slowly slid his cock back, easing it out of my ass until just the head
was inside. Then, in a slightly quicker motion he thrust it forward,
filling me again. I could feel the pressure of his cock filling every inch
of me. He pulled out again, then back in. He started fucking me slowly. He
reached up and grabbed my ankles to give him better leverage as he
increased the speed & intensity of his thrusts. Our eyes were locked, and a
bead of sweat dropped off of his nose and fell in my mouth. The salty taste
of him was too much. I grabbed my cock and started to jerk it in time with
the thrusts of my fathers cock deep into my ass.

"Oh fuck, Tommy." My father growled loudly. "Your ass feels so fucking
good!"

The pounding increased, and I was jerking my cock harder and faster. I
never felt so full as when my fathers shaft was fully buried, and never as
empty as when he started pulling out. "Oh god, Dad, fuck me harder. Fuck me
Mike!"

The motion of his hips increased as he pounded my ass mercilessly. Our eyes
were locked in the heat of passion. "Take it, Tommy. Take my cock, son." He
growled loudly at me. "Take my whole fucking cock."

I knew I was about to shoot, but tried to hold off. My fathÉ Mike's cock
was pounding deeper and deeper in my hole.

"Take my fucking cock," he growled again, as he made one final
thrust. "Take my loadÉ Tom. And give me yours."

He grimaced in ecstasy, his cock buried to the hilt in my ass as he started
to shoot. I could feel his cock pulsing, could feel his cum shooting, over
and over. It sent me over the edge and I shot a bigger load than I ever
had. It coated my chest, hit my nipple, my neck and my chin. I shuddered as
my load finished. Our eyes were still locked on each other, his cock still
filling me.

We remained frozen like that for a few seconds. It's an image that's seared
in my mind. My father with his solid build, his coarse black hair flecked
with grey, his square face moist with sweat, his pug nose and a day's
stubble on his square jaw. His beautiful blue eyes gazing at me. His broad,
hairy chest heaving with exhaustion. And me, my blonde hair, cut short but
still damp with sweat. My crooked smile a match for his, my lean frame, my
chest covered in my cum. My legs thrown over his shoulders and my dad's
cock, his thick, stiff cock buried in my ass.

He leaned down and licked my chest, tasting a streak of my cum. He then
eagerly lapped every bit of load off of my chest and neck. He kissed me,
our tongues flicking against each other as we shared the salty taste of my
cum. "That's not a boy's load, Tom. That's a man's load."

I was never Tommy again. My dad had helped me become a man. I would always
be his son, but now? Now I was Tom.