Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2020 20:23:19 +0000 (UTC) From: Danny Smith Subject: Traveling Salesman and the Farmer's Son Part 3 The Traveling Salesman and the Farmer's Son By Danny Smith Part Three "Yep, I sucked him off pretty good and he definitely fucked me all right!" "God, that sounds so hot. What's that like?" "I gotta be honest, at first it hurts. Hurts like hell. But before very long you get over that. Then it starts to feel good. And then...then it feels awesome. And when a guy cums in your ass it's a wonderful, warm, exciting feeling." There was a long pause as Alec digested my words. He seemed struggling to say what he wanted to say, so I helped him out: "Do you want to give it a try?" Another long pause, and then, "Yes." He added, "How do we do it?" "Okay, there are several ways. One is you getting up on all fours, and I take you from behind. That's called `doggie style.' Another is you lying on your back facing up. I put your legs on my shoulders to spread open your hole and stick it in while we watch each other. That's called `missionary position.'" "Which one should we use?" "You're so damn good looking, let's try missionary. I want to watch." "Yeah, me too!" "Okay," I said, getting up out of bed and standing on floor, "first scoot over here so your ass is near the edge of the bed." "Like this?" "Yeah, just like that. Here let me move you a little closer." I grabbed his hips and pulled him even closer to me. "To start out let me get you wet, so it won't hurt as much. Remember, it only hurts at first." I lifted up his pelvis and said, "try and put your legs up over your head." He did exactly as I instructed. Flexible kid. Put his knees right on the bed. I began to rim him, licking his ass crack and sticking my tongue up his rectum as far as I could. It was driving him wild, and he let me know it. "Oh God, Dan, that feels so good. So good." "Remember, your sphincter is a muscle, just like any other muscle in your body. But instead of exercising it to get it stronger like other muscles, you need to try your best to relax it so it opens up better." Again he did exactly as I instructed and I made more progress with my tongue. Finally I could tell he was as ready as he was going to get. I eased his young body back down onto the bed, spit in my hand, lubed up my cock, and started in. I stroked his crack with the head of my cock, inserting it more and more as I went up and down. Eventually I was at the opening to his hole and he was starting to writhe. "Are you going to stick it in?" "Sure you're ready?" "No condom?" "No, this is called bareback. It's so much better." "Bareback. I like the sound of that. Yes, sir, do it!" And with that green light I eased my body forward and penetrated his young ass with the head of my cock. I was afraid his scream would wake up his dad, but it was short and he tried to stifle it. "Do you want me to pull out?" "Just for a second, please." I withdrew my penis, waited a moment, then got back down on my knees and continued tongue his ass. "Take a couple of deep breaths. Keep breathing while I go back in. And try to press down just a little, like you're taking a shit." He did as I asked, and I reentered him. Again, there was a small tight yell, but much softer and more controlled. I stopped pushing and said "let your ass get used to it first." I used the time to reach down and play with his nipples and jack his cock a little. When I could tell he was relaxing and his body was adjusted to it, I started in again and gave him about half my shaft. He made a few small whimpers, but that's all. "You're doing fine," I encouraged, "we're almost there." I paused, then pushed it in all the way. "Touchdown!" "You're inside me all the way?" "Yep, you're taking a man's dick, and you're taking it like a man yourself." That did it for him. That, and the feeling that he was getting from my cockhead massaging his prostate. We hadn't talked about that, but he was clearly enjoying the experience. He was fully relaxed now and loving the sensations in his young body. "See, I told you it only hurts at first." "Yeah, it's starting to feel good. Real good" I looked down at his young body and saw what I wanted to see -- my cock stuck inside his ass, balls deep, while his boy cock was stiff, straight, and again hard as could be. I love watching a guy get fucked while he's sporting a hard on. It means he's enjoying the experience as much as I am. Slowly at first, then picking up speed, I began to fuck him. Me pulling it out almost all the way then shoving it all the way back in was driving him nuts and me too. He was acting like an experienced bottom now, even though he was brand new to this, so I abandoned all restraint and really started plowing his ass. The reaction was just I wanted. "Yeah, Dan, fuck my ass. Fuck me...harder...deeper...more...." My chants in answer to his were along the same lines "Take my dick...yeah feel it inside you...take it...." Soon I was there. "Okay, kid, this is it. I'm gonna cream your ass! You ready?" "Yes, sir, give it to me. Give me that cum...shoot that load inside me....! Oh, Dan...Dan...dad...oh dad..." When I heard him call me dad that pushed me over the edge. I shot one of the biggest loads I'd ever had, bareback, right up his bowels. I pictured my spunk going all the way into his stomach, although I knew that wasn't the case. Still it made me hot to think about it. He let loose himself, and I looked down with pride and pleasure as I watched his cock shooting a copious amount of his ball juice, without him touching it. A handsfree cumshot and I'd been the architect of it! Frankly, I was proud of myself! As he was climaxing, his body actually started to tremble a little, like he was having a seizure, but I knew it was just waves of pleasure coursing through him. He shuddered uncontrollably as I softened and withdrew. The true joy of being fucked was now hitting him, and it hit him good. In fact his own hard on hadn't subsided a bit. I forgot just how much stamina a 16-year old can have. I decided to give him one last sex lesson. "Okay, to finish up, I'm going to lick up the cum on your belly but I won't swallow it. I'll hold it in my mouth and move up to your face. When I'm hovering over you I want you to open your mouth, wide. I'll open mine and let the cum drip out of my mouth into yours. It's called `snowballing'." He nodded in agreement, beyond words, lost in the lust of the moment. I scooped up with my tongue the load he'd shot, loving the fact that it was so big, and also that he had a treasure trail. One of the great joys of my life has been licking up cum from a man's body hair. Or a boy's. It went perfectly. I hovered over him and he opened his mouth wide, and even stuck out his tongue. He wanted it bad. Bullseye! I allowed the entire wad to slip out of my mouth and into his, then kissed him just for good measure. The evening was complete. Our session had gone better than I could have ever expected. And still he was hard! We talked a bit about his experience and how he felt about it. It was all good. So I asked him the question that had been on my mind for quite a while now. "Alec, toward the end there, when I was fucking you...you called me `dad'." "Huh? I did?" "C'mon Alec, you know you did. You called me dad. I don't mind, of course. It made me feel good in fact. But I just wanted to know what you were thinking." "I really didn't do it consciously, Dan, it just kind of came out of my mouth." "Alec, I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to tell me the truth. Be as honest as you can be. Would you like to have sex with your dad? Is that what you want?" He was thoughtful for a long time. I listened to the sounds of the countryside. I heard an owl off in the distance. It seemed like an hour, but it was only a minute or two. And I was patient because he had to come to terms with this himself. Plus, I thought I knew what the answer was. He whispered, almost too softly for me to hear: "Yes." Then I heard him softly crying to himself. I didn't want him to feel bad or ashamed about any of his feelings. "Alec, there's nothing wrong with that. Nothing at all. Lots of boys feel that way. And frankly, lots of boys have done it." "With their own fathers?" "Absolutely, positively, yes. In fact, since we're talking intimately like this, I'll tell you my secret. I had sex with my Dad. And it was wonderful. I loved it, and so did he." "Oh Dan, is that true? I can't believe it." "In fact, let me tell you this. It's possible that your dad might want the same thing." Eagerly, "He does?" "Well I said `he might.' But I'm pretty sure that he does. In fact, I think he wants it at least as bad as you do." I heard the owl again. "Maybe more." "Oh Dad...I mean Dan... how could we...I mean how do I...?" He was fumbling for words again, so I helped out. "Alec, your dad and I are old friends, good friends. We've been very close over the years, even intimate at times. I think this is something that I can make happen." "When? How?" "Why not tonight? Why not right now?" And with that I got up out of bed and opened the bedroom door. Alec's dad was standing there, listening. To be continued