Date: Tue, 30 Aug 2016 10:26:11 +0000 (UTC) From: Tim Smith Subject: Zach's Obsession with Wieners - Chapter 15 I slept really good that night. The next morning, Mom woke me. The first thing I did once I collected my bearings was see if I was naked and exposed. I was naked, but luckily, I was under a sheet. And surprisingly, I wasn't hard. "I have donuts downstairs for you and Dad. There are cold cuts in the fridge for lunch. Please bring up your clean clothes from the laundry. They've been there for three days. I'll be home around 8," she rattled off. "Where you going?" I asked. "This is my casino day. June and Arnie's mom too. Our girls day out," she answered like I should have already known this. "Oh okay. Have fun," I replied while she kissed and hugged me. "I love you so much. You seem so happy lately and that makes me happy!" she said while continuing our hug. "I love you too," I said. I smiled at her as she released me and walked away, closing my door behind her. My clock said 7:37am. I got out of bed and looked out my window. Arnie's room was dark. I saw my mom's friend June outside and Arnie's mom walked out of her house and soon my mom joined them. I made sure my wiener wasn't exposed if they happen to look up. I doubt they would have seen it anyway with the shine from the glass. They all got into June's SUV and off they went. Once they were gone, I fully exposed my naked body through my window. Not a big risk, but I still felt exposed and that gave me a boner. And my boner is what made me realize today was just me and my dad! I wasn't sure what we were going to do but I hoped it would be fun (and naked)! I walked into the hallway naked. I obviously didn't care if Dad caught me naked. In fact, I hoped he would. I knew it was too early for Dad to be up on his day off, so I had to figure out a way to burn up some time. I recalled what my mother said about laundry so I headed downstairs to the laundry room with my boner leading the way. I saw my perfectly folded and stacked clothing alongside some of Dad's clothing. That reminded me – I still had Dad's T-shirt from yesterday in my room. Hey – maybe I can just do the puppy thing again like yesterday. Without Mom being home, maybe Dad will do more sexy stuff with me. After all, I think the only thing that stopped him yesterday was that Mom was home! I took my clothing and jogged through the house, up the steps and into my room. I found my dad's shirt and put it on. But it's only 7:52am! Dad won't be awake yet. Would he be okay if I woke him up? No – he's yelled before when I made too much noise in the past. But he obviously liked playing puppy yesterday. I decided on a compromise. I'd do the puppy, but I'm going to wait until 8:30am. I took Dad's shirt off because I preferred being naked. I put away my clothing. I straightened my room. I made my bed. 8:11am. Ugh. Maybe I'll do it at 8:15am instead. I walked back out into the hallway. My parent's bedroom door was closed. I put my ear up to the door to see if the TV was on. Nothing. I listened for snores. Nothing. I decided to try something. "Woof!" I yelped, not real loud, but not so soft. I listened for any movement through the door but heard nothing. I walked to towards the steps to purposely step on the floorboard that I usually step over. It creeks and I avoid it when I sneak around. Today, I wanted it to squeak. Again, I went to Dad's bedroom door to listen, but nothing. Then, all of a sudden, I heard the water pipes. The familiar sound of my parent's bathroom in the morning when Mom or Dad takes a shower. Hey – that's a good idea. I should really take a shower too – especially if Dad and I are going to play. I don't want to be stinky. I wonder if that's why Dad is showering too. While my water was warming up, I looked at my naked body in the mirror. I turned around and looked at my butt while I squeezed it. It was squishy and looked nice – I guess I can understand why my dad and the others like it so much. I felt sexy. My wiener was practically poking straight up my belly. It gets that way when I'm really excited. It looked good too. My balls were small though. I wished they would be bigger like Jason's. Or really like any of the guys I've seen, including my dad. I saw steam on the shower door and hopped in. I cleaned everything twice as much as I would have normally. I wish I was with my dad in his shower. Just like Arnie and his dad do. It's fun when you get to soap them up and they soap and rub you all over. When I felt I was cleaner than clean, I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I looked at myself in the mirror again. Especially my butt. I spread my cheeks to see if the recent activity back there was obvious. I didn't know what I expected to see – maybe bright red like when I get a brush burn? I was happy to see no such marks. In fact, I had a really nice butt hole. I never inspected it before that moment. Of course, not a hair anywhere – just like my wiener. My hole had a slightly pink rim around it and a bunch of wrinkles like a star burst surrounding it. On a side note, after that day, I ended up taking pics of it and posted on a porno rating website. It stayed up there for like 3 days until someone reported it because it looked like I was underage. I'm not sure how they could tell, but I didn't debate it – since they were right. Anyways, before that, it got a lot of really awesome comments so I guess my butt hole is awesome! So back to my bathroom. After drying off, I walked naked through the hallway to my bedroom. I didn't hear his shower anymore. I saw my dad's door was still closed. That meant he was still in there. Once my parents are up for the day, their door is completely open. I barked. Louder than earlier. I tip toed to his door to listen. Nothing. I barked again while I was right outside his door. Still nothing. Frustrated, I walked to my room. 8:32am. I put on dad's shirt. I almost put on underwear like yesterday, but decided not to since Mom wasn't home. I didn't care if my wiener made a bulge. Dad has seen it lots of times lately. I guess I had to come up with Plan B about ways to see Dad naked again. I walked to my doorway again and looked towards his. What's that? His door was half way open! Oh crap – does that mean he got up and went downstairs? I snuck down the hallway to his bedroom door and heard him inside. Good – he's still in there. He was talking... on the phone I suppose. He was a bit muffled at first but got clearer. I guessed he came out of his bathroom. I could clearly hear his side of the conversation now. "...oh ok, right. Yea, well maybe next time. So anyway, I just wanted to make sure I told you about the speed trap at the 31 overpass. I don't remember them being there before. Yea, must be a new one. Right. Oh okay. Good to know you're on your way. You girls have a good time today. See you about what, like 9? Oh, closer to 8? OK, Zach and I will be on our own for dinner, I know... and I promise not to make hot dogs." Mom hates when I eat hot dogs. So being 10, I was too naive to realize Dad was double checking to make sure Mom was well on her way. I walked in Dad's room at the end of his conversation. The door was open and if we had a dog, it would do the same, right? I was playing a puppy role so I just walked in. Even though I didn't care if he saw the bulge from my boner, I still hid it by leaning forward in his loose fitting t-shirt I was wearing. I jumped on his bed and panted like a dog. Dad was in bed, but sitting up. I made sure not to bark since he was still on the phone, but as soon as he hung up, I let out a yelp and smiled. "Go lock the door," my dad commanded. I guess it didn't matter than I was a puppy and wasn't supposed to have hands. But I did as told. I don't know who he expected to walk in. We were alone in the house. I ran back to the bed and panted again. "Good boy," he said as he pet my head and neck. I got closer and nuzzled my head into his chest. He continued to rub me, now on my back. I nibbled on his belly biting him gently. "Hey! Bad dog! You don't bite your master!" he scolded and pushed me away. Of course, this was my invitation to attack him back and as predicted, that meant the tickling would begin! Dad didn't hesitate and immediately jammed his fingers in my ribs, knowing that was always a ticklish zone on my body. I did everything I could to escape but he had a hard grip on me. I laughed harder and louder than normal and he tickled me more than normal. I guess without Mom in the house, we didn't feel the need to keep quiet! At one point I managed to escape his grasp and was attempting to crawl over him to get away. There was no use in trying, Dad grabbed me and pulled me back by my shirt. In the process, the shirt rode up my body and revealed my nudity underneath! "What's this? No undies? What a shock!" he joked sarcastically. "Oh that's right, your mother isn't home so that means Zach gets all sexy and naked," he added. "Nuh uh!" I defended myself. "Puppies don't wear underwear! When's the last time you saw a dog wearing underwear?" "I believe that was yesterday when you were here on my bed," he said. He had a good point. "But I don't think puppies wear shirts either!" With that, he pulled my shirt up my body and attempted to get me out of it. I didn't care if I was naked with my dad. In fact, I wanted to be naked with my dad, but yet I still resisted him and tried to prevent him from removing it. All my stuff was on display since by now, the shirt was at my neck. I was losing this battle and actually started to choke a little so I gave in a bit. Dad sensed my pause in fighting back and quickly moved the shirt over my face and off my head. I pushed off his torso to back away and in doing so, two things happened. One, he easily got the shirt up my arms to my wrists and two, I backed my butt onto what was obviously Dad's hard wiener under the sheet! The shock of knowing Dad had a boner gave him the advantage and he easily yanked the shirt off my wrists which he then threw all the way across the room. We both watched it fly away and hit the wall. He wanted me to be naked and he made sure I had nothing to cover up with. I looked back and he was already looking at me, smiling. I was sitting on my bent legs spread over his belly. By butt was up against his hard wiener. His hands went to my knees and up my legs, rubbing me. He still had a smile. Back and forth up my legs – it felt nice. I don't know what he was thinking. For like 30 seconds, neither of us spoke. I just stayed still. I didn't touch him back. I was nervous. His hands got higher, really close to the crease at the top of my legs. Then he did it. "May I?" he asked. But he didn't wait for my reply. His right hand touched my wiener. He immediately stroked it with his finger and thumb. He squeezed my balls. It felt really good. I had no idea he would ever touch me there. "It's cool – like a small version of me. Like touching mine 25 years ago," he whispered. I immediately had an image of my grandpa touching Dad's wiener like this. I doubt it ever happened. Grandpa is pretty outspoken about "the gays" and his dislike for anything that has to do with them. I watched my dad play with my wiener. I watched how he touched me, so gently. So sensually. He made sure I was feeling good. "Is this what you and your friend did the other night?" he asked in a whisper. "Huh?" I asked back, shocked at the question. "The boy you had over. Did you two play together like this? Did you touch each other?" he clarified. "We went streaking," I answered, deciding to confess to the least intimate of our activities. "We were naked outside in the yard and by the garage." "Oh really? That must have been fun. What was his name again?" he asked. "Jason," I answered. "What did you do besides streaking?" he continued. "It was dark. We couldn't really do much more..." I wasn't sure if I wanted to confess what we did. Dad continued to play with my wiener as we talked. Well, he was whispering. I was talking. "I bet you were hard like this. You're always walking around with a hard on." I just nodded. "Was Jason hard too?" he asked. "I suppose," was all I admitted. "Ah come on, you can tell me. I bet you touched each other like this," he whispered as he gently squeezed the head of my wiener. He was looking at my face. I know he would know if I was lying. I just nodded. He smiled. "It's okay. Good friends often do that. It's fun to make each other feel good, don't you think?" I nodded. There was a long pause while Dad played with me. He was making me feel really good. "Remember yesterday, when you were doing this to me? That made me feel good. I had a hard on." "It's really big," I stated. "Yours will get a lot bigger." He paused again. "I made you stop because your mother was home and she could have caught us being naughty together," he reminded me. I was thinking about yesterday morning when Dad allowed me to stroke him. "She's not home now though," he said with a weird nervous stutter. I took the hint and reached behind me to find Dad's hard wiener that was poking my butt through the sheets. It was obvious that the only thing separating my hand from it was the thin sheet. He either had it poking through his underwear or he was naked! He sucked in a breath when I first touched it and continued small grunts as I played with my dad's wiener! "Can I take it out of the sheets? I asked. Dad didn't answer. Instead, he started pulling the sheet from the side of the bed until my body prevented it from revealing his nakedness. I sensed the problem and hopped to mom's side of the bed to allow him to reveal himself. His wiener made a big tent in the sheet. "Ready?" he asked. I nodded. "Go ahead," he instructed. I pulled the sheet towards myself and there laid my father wearing only a t-shirt! He had no underwear on which told me he planned this! He planned to have me stroke his hard wiener all along! Of course that's exactly what I did. I used both my hands on his thick shaft and balls. This was awesome! I knew his was the biggest wiener I ever saw and now he was letting me touch it as much as I wanted to! He didn't touch mine while I touched his. He was stroking my right leg and up to my butt. I never saw Dad's pubes before. His underwear was always hiding them. I ran my fingers through them which was neat. I had absolutely no hair – just like Jason. "Here, hop back up on me again," Dad instructed. "Straddle my chest towards my cock so you can play with it." I did as instructed. "Zach, you have a really perfect butt," Dad said as he immediately started squeezing my ass cheeks. They were facing him and I was facing his wiener. He was spreading my cheeks apart too. I'm pretty sure he could see my butt hole, which made me nervous about being stinky. But I did just take a shower, so I guess it was okay. "Did you and Jason do anything more than touch each other? Zach, it's okay if you did. We're being really naughty now so anything you tell me will be our secret," he said. After I thought about what to say to Dad, I decided to confess a little to see Dad's reaction. I mean, he knew I liked his wiener and already had me confess I liked Jason's too. "He's really shy. He's not like me and how I get naked," I said. "Well you are rather unique with that. At least around me. You're not shy about being naked with a hard on. I will admit, at first I was shocked. But you really show confidence and that makes me proud. You just have a unique way of displaying your confidence!" he said. "Jason's wiener is thicker than mine. And he has bigger balls," I said. "Zach, you have nothing to worry about. Your body is perfect. I'm pretty sure you'll be bigger than him pretty soon. Plus, he doesn't have this juicy bubble butt," he said while squeezing me harder. "Juicy?" I questioned. "You make it sound like a melon!" "A perfectly ripe, ready to eat melon," was his surprise answer. "And you're a huge firm cucumber," I said as I gripped Dad's wiener harder and stroked him fully. "Ha! We sound like a salad bar!" he said and paused. We continued to stroke each other's parts. Dad started touching my butt hole which felt really cool. "So, be honest with me Zach. Did you and Jason try each other's `cucumbers?' I mean, did you have a taste? It's cool if you did. I'm just curious," he stuttered. "Uh huh," I answered softly. Dad didn't say anything. I couldn't see him since I was facing away. I'm not sure if he was okay with that. He said he'd be cool if I admitted it, but was he? I felt Dad's hand rise up my back to the back of my head which he pushed forward. "Why don't you taste Daddy's cucumber? See how you like it compared to your friend's." He was telling me more than asking me. Oh my God! My Dad is telling me to suck his wiener! I never thought in a million years me and my Dad would ever do stuff like this! I was surprised he allowed me to touch him, and now this? Wow! I allowed him to push my head down to his crotch but I had to scoot backwards to position myself in line with it. By doing so, my butt rode up his chest. I thought to myself if Dad likes my butt, he's gonna get a close up look at it! From reading this story, you know I've sucked a few wieners already, but I was no expert. I relied on my memory of watching internet videos and started to service my daddy by licking his shaft first. His breathing said he liked what I was doing. He smelled freshly showered. I slid my tongue up and down his shaft followed by my small hand which couldn't even reach all the way around his thick shaft. Arnie taught me to avoid the head of his wiener at first. He liked when I worked him up and ended up begging me to include his head. So that's what I did with Dad. He encouraged me by rubbing my butt and back with a lot of "oh yeas" and "yea, that's its." "You're so good at that baby! You're making Daddy feel really really good!" he complimented. I love when he calls me "baby." I thought it was time to include his head with my licking. "Oh my God! Who taught you this? I can't believe you're so good! Holy shit! You're better than your mother!" he stuttered between pants. I liked that Dad cursed. He never curses. And I like that I make him feel better than my Mom! I never felt so close to my Dad. I stopped sucking him and said "I'm sure Mom likes your big wiener. You must make her feel good." "Oh I do baby. You know what I do really good? I love licking her pussy. I make her cum every time I lick her pussy. You want me to do that to you? You want me to lick your boy pussy?" he asked. I was confused because I obviously didn't have a pussy. But dad soon explained what he meant. Not with words, but with his tongue! He pulled my hips back and dove into my butt, right onto my hole. He was so aggressive I think he went into my hole! He was growling as he licked me back there like a dog laps water from a bowl. He was so fast and so into it! And gosh it sure felt awesome! I eventually relaxed and enjoyed the pokes of my dad's tongue that were able to sneak into my hole. I went back to sucking him and together, we pleasured each other for about 5 minutes before Dad started stopping me so he could take breaks. "Stop for a sec... you're gonna make me cum," he would say as he tapped my side. I was actually glad he gave me a break. My mouth was getting really sore! During my short breaks, I would push back onto my Dad's face to cause more pressure onto my hole. This made him hum and weirdly enough, growl a little! I took that as a good thing. I thought it was funny how I started things out as the growling puppy and now he is the one making growling sounds. We kept up the same routine for about another 5 minutes but I couldn't take the soreness of my mouth stretched so much over his huge wiener. I even changed from sucking to licking but now my tongue was sore too. I couldn't believe Dad's tongue wasn't sore too. He licked my hole nonstop the entire time! Sometimes he went like 100 miles per hour which felt really good! So, the last time he tapped me, I decided I had to stop. "My mouth is really sore. Sorry Daddy," I said softly. "Oh that's okay baby. I'm sorry I hurt you," he said sounding worried. "It's just so big! Jason is not even close to this big," I explained. "Oh right. It's just that you were so good, I forgot you haven't had any experience to get used to cock sucking," he explained. It sounded so dirty saying it like that. That I'm a cock sucker. But I was sucking him. And I sucked Jason and Arnie and Keith, so I guess I am a cock sucker. "We should stop anyway. I didn't mean to go this far. I mean, I just thought we'd just touch each other a little," he rambled exposing the fact that he planned to have sex with me. "No. You didn't cum yet," I reminded him. "Are you sure?" I nodded. "Okay, I have an idea. Stay here," he said walking into his bathroom with his hard wiener bouncing around in front of him. He quickly returned holding a towel and a clear bottle. I recognized it as baby oil. He laid the towel on and over the side of the bed and told me to lay on my back on it. Once I did, he took my legs and lifted them up and basically folded me in half! He asked me to hold my ankles on the sides of my head. This put my butt up in the air and really exposed it to my dad. I knew what was coming next and I really started to panic. Dad's wiener is so huge! How is it going to fit in my butt? Should I stop him? Should I run out of the room? Why would he hurt me like this? Could he tell Jason stuck his in there? Does he know I've done this already? My anxiety was interrupted by the cold oil Dad squirted onto my butt. He rubbed it on my crack, my hole and even my balls and wiener. He made everything feel good and the cool oil warmed up quickly. "Are you okay like that? Does your back hurt?" he asked. "No, I'm okay," I answered instead of revealing the fear I had about him sticking his gigantic wiener in my butt. He took the bottle and squirted it onto his wiener and rubbed it back and forth. Like when we were in the changing room at Martin's. He stayed standing and approached me. His wiener was really shiny. It looked like the type of wiener I see on websites online – big, hard and shiny. Dad touched his wiener to my crack and slid it up until I could see the tip up by my balls. He pulled back and repeated sliding up and down my crack. It felt good against my hole. I was still not looking forward to him sticking it in me like Jason did. I knew it was going to hurt a lot. But I didn't say anything. I wanted make Daddy feel good. Eventually, I got used to Jason's wiener. And Keith seemed to be okay with Arnie's big wiener. Maybe I can stretch for Daddy's too. But Dad's is so much bigger than them. And I'm the smallest body out of all of us. I really had no idea about things like this. By now, Dad was really sliding fast. His breathing was heavy and he went back and forth between closing his eyes, looking at his wiener sliding in my crack and then at my face. He had a look like I've never seen – almost like he was ready to cry followed by his eyes rolling back. His mouth was half open and he was holding his breath a lot and then blowing it out right before he was going to pass out. He slowed down a few times and then sped back up – maybe the same reason he made me stop when I was licking him. "Are you okay?" he asked, panting. "Umm hmm," I answered. Then Dad grabbed both my butt cheeks and pressed them inward. My cheeks surrounded Dad's wiener like a hot dog bun. The squishing sound from the oil sounded sexy. "Oh my fucking God," Dad said, which surprised me a lot. He would ground me for a week if I ever said that! "Oh Zach baby, are you ready?" he said while pumping faster. I didn't answer. I was getting prepared for a lot of pain. "Oh baby! You're so fucking sexy! Here it comes! Daddy's cumming!" he said just as a wad of his cum shot out and splatted onto my belly. The second wad was even bigger and shot beyond the first and landed on my chest. "Oh God! Holy shit! Yeah baby! Take Daddy's cum! You made Daddy cum all over you! You're so sexy! My little boy is so fucking sexy!" he managed to say between heavy breathing and cum shooting from his wiener. It was so much and it took forever to stop. It finally stopped shooting and I sat up and released my legs back to their normal position. I felt Dad's cum in my butt crack and dripping down the sides of my chest and belly once I sat up. Now I see why he wanted the towel. It wasn't until that moment that I realized Dad didn't intend to hurt me by sticking his huge wiener in me. "Oh my God baby– you're covered in cum! I'm so sorry, sweetheart! I didn't know I shot that much! Come here," he said grabbing my right hand and pulling me towards him. I felt a dry cloth wiping my chest. I didn't notice he brought two towels. The cum wasn't warm anymore and it felt kinda gross as he wiped me clean. It had a familiar smell just like Arnie's. I looked up at him once I was wiped dry and I saw the very worried face of my father looking back at me. I looked down at his wiener and saw cum in his pubes. He wasn't sticking out anymore, but it was still puffy. Mine was still hard. "Holy shit Dad! You shot like a gallon of stuff!" I said giggling. Dad seemed relieved that I was giggling but that didn't stop him from scolding me. "Hey! Watch your language!" he said pointing his finger at me. "What are you going to do? Tell Mom on me? Spank me?" I asked smiling. "Given those choices, I think I'll spank you," he responded. "Sure – any excuse to get your hands on my butt," I teased back. "Listen, I should have covered this beforehand, but you know, this has to be our secret. I won't ever tell anyone about this ever and you can't either," he instructed. "I know that Daddy," I answered. "You're so darn cute," he said putting his arms out for a hug. I kneeled on the bed and hugged him. He hugged me really tight and held me. Then he picked me up and started walking with me in his arms. We headed to his bathroom. "We gotta clean up," he said as he put me down and turned on the shower to let it warm up. I was excited hoping we were going to shower together! I never thought in a million years that me and Dad would shower together just like Arnie and his dad! My dad left the room and quickly returned with the towels from the bed. The towels with Dad's juice all over them. I'm sure he'll be laundering them before Mom gets home! I could see the glass walls of the shower steaming up. Dad opened the door to check the temperature and made a small adjustment with the knob. "Ready?" he asked. "Together?" I asked back. "Sure!" he responded. "Cool!" I said as I scooted past him as he finally took off his t-shirt, stepped in the shower and closed the door behind him. Dad's shower was small since it was separated from the tub. I scooted to the side furthest away from the faucet. Dad got right to washing himself off, spending a lot of time washing his wiener. He washed it like three times. I wanted to wash him like we did at Arnie's house, but I didn't know if Dad would be okay with that. I know that sounds stupid since we just had sex, but I was still afraid to ruin this new thing Dad and I had by stepping over the line. "Here, take the soap, he instructed. "Wash that stuff off." I took the bar of soap and rubbed it on my chest and belly where Dad squirted on me. Dad continued to clean himself. He was shampooing his hair now. I assumed he did that during his first shower so it was weird that he was doing it again. But I didn't care. I watched his puffy wiener bounce around as he scrubbed his head. His eyes were closed so I just stared at it. It was beautiful. So big, even though it wasn't hard. It excited me that mine may get that big when I get older. "How old were you when your wiener got really big?" I asked. Dad rinsed his hair before he answered. "Ha, how old was I? Umm, I don't remember my final growth spurt – maybe 18 or 19, but it started once I hit puberty, it grew like overnight. Based on your interest in all this, I think you're already starting puberty. I mean, your cock isn't small like most boys your age. And it's constantly hard! Once he finished rinsing himself off, he took control, "Here, let me clean you up." He took the bar of soap in his hand and started to lather up my chest. I already washed the area, but I didn't say anything because his rubbing felt good. I just stood there while Dad aggressively washed my arms, belly, legs... even my feet. He avoided my hard wiener and butt at first, but soon pulled his hands through my legs and up over my balls and wiener. I had to exhale when he rubbed the sensitive head of my wiener. "Oh, you like that?" he asked, already aware of the answer. So of course, he repeated his rubbing there. He squirted more great smelling manly shower gel onto my wiener and once the lather was really sudsy, he included his other hand through my legs and up my butt crack. I exhaled again once his fingers pressed onto my butt hole. "Oh you like that too?" again he asked, knowing I did. I mean, he just licked me there for like 20 minutes and I whimpered the entire time! But what came next was not expected, since he didn't end up going there when we were in bed. After a lot of slippery sudsy touching of my hole, he popped the tip of his finger in my hole. I was surprised and inhaled quickly. "You okay?" he asked, looking at my face. I nodded. He turned a knob on the shower and the water reduced to a dribble. It was good not to be sprayed in my face as it bounced off Dad's body. Dad kneeled next to me as I stayed standing. His finger tip was still in my hole. He squirted more shower gel on the top of my butt crack and it slid down to where his finger was. I could feel the coolness of it as it traveled down to his finger. Then I felt the coolness enter me as he moved his finger in and out. It felt similar to yesterday with Jason, but wetter. I watched Dad's other hand as it rubbed my wiener... trying to compare it to what I remember was the size of Jason's wiener. It was pretty comparable, so I knew I could take it if Dad planned to poke me deeper. Just as I thought that, Dad poked me deeper. It hurt. But only at first. Every time Dad went in further, he paused allowing me to get used to the feeling. "You okay?" Dad asked again. I nodded. "You like that?" I like making my daddy happy so I nodded again. "I had to really hold back from fucking you earlier. But I didn't want to hurt you. You're my son," he admitted. I felt more pressure as he put more of his finger into me. I couldn't imagine how his big wiener would ever fit in my butt. His finger seemed to completely fill me. I had no idea how stretchable my butt is. No, wait a second, did my dad just admit that he wanted to fuck me? "Step forward and rinse your front," he instructed as he used the hand with his finger in my butt to scoot me towards the dripping shower head until my wiener was getting rinsed by it. It was cold, but it didn't last too long. Once the soap was off, Dad directed me back again. He pushed his finger into my hole again. It didn't hurt at all that time. Instead, it sent a jolt through me that kinda made me roll my eyes and almost lose my footing. A non-voluntary "Uhhhh" escaped me. "Yea, I thought you would like that. You've got my whole finger now baby," Dad said in a sexy whispering voice. I was surprised he already had his whole finger in me. I guess the slippery shower gel made it go in pretty easily. He was right though – I did like it. I liked the feeling of having my daddy inside me. He wiggled it around and gave me feelings like I never felt before but would love from that day forward. And just when I thought the surprises were over, Dad did something I would never have thought would happen in a million years. He leaned forward and popped my hard wiener into his mouth and started sucking me! The combination of his finger in my butt and his mouth and hand on my wiener and balls was more than I could handle! I immediately felt "the feeling" come on and completely lost my ability to control my body functions. I was making sounds I never heard come from my mouth, but that just seemed to encourage Dad to do more of the same. At one point, I remember Dad pushing into my butt really deep and at the exact same time I came so hard that I collapsed onto my daddy's body. I lost my ability to stand and just flopped onto him. It lasted a long time! It was like I was done up front, but his finger in my butt added multiple layers to my `feeling." Dad finally stopped and just like with Jason, the moment he pulled out of my butt, I felt really empty and wanted him to be back in there again! "Wow baby, you came so much! That was hot!" he said looking up at my face. "I shot stuff?" I asked all excited. "No, you didn't cum as in shoot cum, I mean you came, like you had a big orgasm. I didn't know you were able to have one. I don't know why I didn't think so, I just don't remember one until I was like 12," he explained. I felt like I made my daddy proud. We washed each other again, rinsed off and daddy dried me with a big soft towel. "Doesn't that thing ever get soft? Are you hard all day long?" he asked while grabbing my wiener. "Yes, it gets soft. After a while," I assured him. "Well I assume you'll stay naked all day since your mother isn't home so I'll be looking to see if that's true," he said smiling. "I'll stay naked if you do to. I mean, you have to stay naked all day too," I challenged him. "Umm, well I don't usually go naked like you do. My body isn't perfect like yours," he said. "Oh please daddy? You just did a lot of things that you don't usually do," I reminded him. "Yea, well, I guess I can't argue that. But I didn't intend to go as far as we did. But you're so damn sexy... you're such a dick tease," he pointed out. I never heard the term before, but I could figure out what it meant. So I decided to use my power to get my way. "Oh please Daddy? It will be so much fun to be naked all day," I said looking over my shoulder at him running my hand over my butt cheek. "No clothes to hide anything. Everything is on display," I demonstrated as I bent over and picked up absolutely nothing. "Oh okay, let's do it. That sounds like fun. My sexy little boy teasing me with that perfect boy pussy all day... I can't think of anything more fun than that," he surprisingly said. "And my daddy with that huge wiener teasing me all day," I said back to him. So that's what we did that day. We did our normal routine except naked. And we touched each other a lot. Dad let me touch his wiener as much as I wanted, and he touched me all over. I sat on his lap when we watched TV. We snapped towels at each other when he was doing laundry and we even wrestled on his bed before I let him make it. He saw my wiener go soft but I'd say it was hard more than soft that day. Dad made me "cum" three more times that day by sucking me and touching my hole. He also licked my "boy pussy" a few times. He told me grownups need more time to recover after cumming and told me I already took care of him this morning. But he eventually gave in and allowed me to make him cum right after dinner. I reminded him after every bite that food wasn't the only thing I could be putting in my mouth. It eventually worked! "Okay you little cock tease! Get over here and suck my cock in case this never happens again," he commanded. I was confused about that statement. My plan was to play with Dad as much as we could from then on! But I put that thought aside as I accepted my invitation and followed Dad upstairs. I thought we were going into his bedroom, but instead he walked into mine. He had me sit on my bed and he walked up and stood close. I could tell he was getting nervous about Mom because he looked out the window a few times. But she wasn't expected home for like two more hours. Dad's hard wiener was sticking out so I guess he was recovered from cumming earlier. Of course I was hard too. I reached for it when he approached my bed but he stopped me quickly and told me he wanted to lay down. I moved away and he told me to get on top. I started to climb on him when he clarified he needed me to face away from him. I assumed he wanted to look at my butt while I sucked him but quickly found out what he was doing. He told me he was going to suck me the same time I sucked him! This was awesome! I remember a few videos online with people doing this but they were always two adults, not a son and his daddy. Dad alternated sucking my wiener and my butt hole. I liked the feeling of both and wished he could lick them both at the same time. I probably would have cum quicker if Dad stayed sucked my wiener but I could tell he sensed when I was going to do it and then he licked my butt. We must have laid like that slurping each other for like 20 minutes – it was awesome! He finally started moaning a lot but kept my wiener in his mouth. I knew he was gonna cum so I just sucked the head of his wiener over and over. I don't know why, but I forgot he shot stuff so when he did, it surprised me and I got a mouth full of his sperm! It was really the first time I had it shoot in my mouth full on like that! I was excited though because I know how good it feels for me when mine is still being sucked when I cum, so I was happy to give that pleasure to daddy, even though I had a mouth full of his stuff. Instead of swallowing it, I squished it around in my mouth which kinda grossed me out... the taste and texture wasn't something I can say I liked (thank goodness that wasn't always the case). I let it ooze out all over daddy's wiener and it really looked sexy – like when they do that online. That, plus Dad's expert sucking on my own wiener set me off and I couldn't help but push up my upper body with my arms which smashed my wiener hard into daddy's face! I figured I was hurting him from the pressure, but I couldn't help from doing it. I remember opening my eyes during it and seeing myself in my bedroom mirror. The view of me pumping my dad's face looked so naughty... so dirty! I wish Arnie's dad had his phone videoing us so I can watch it over and over! We eventually separated and dad didn't seem mad that I smooshed him so hard. We were both out of breath. "Oh shit!! Is that clock right? We played for too long! Your mother is due home soon!" Dad freaked as he stood up with his awesome big wiener flopping around. "Get cleaned up! And open your window!" He ran into his bedroom and I heard his shower turn on. He didn't have to freak out though. Mom didn't come home for like an hour and a half. But unfortunately, our naked fun was over. I stayed in my room and just thought about the most awesome day of my life. I hoped over and over that it would not be the last time we played like that. I loved my daddy more than ever! Thanks again for writing me. I love knowing there are others out there just like me.