Date: Thu, 21 Oct 2004 20:32:07 -0500
From: Gerald Simmons <umpire@columnist.com>
Subject: when-dad-tried-to-cure-me (Part 3)

I grabbed the washcloth from Dad, and headed for the bathroom.  I turned
on the shower, and looked around to make sure that he had followed me
into the bathroom.  I enjoyed looking at his nude body.  I admired his
perfectly shaped body, his relaxed cock that hung so casually out of his
bush of pubic hair.  I climbed into the shower then opened my arms into a
welcoming posture for him.  He climbed over the edge of the tub/shower
and met my embrace.  I loved holding his firm and naked body.

"I'm gonna wash you, so I want you just to stand there and enjoy."  I
lathered up the washrag and began to slowly rub his chest and down his
entire torso.  Once I got his front soapy, I folded the washrag over his
shoulder and began to rub his front with my hands.  It didn't take long
before my hands were concentrating on his pubic area, cock and balls.  I
enjoyed working the soap between his foreskin and dick. I began jacking
him off, but he wasn't really getting hard from my rubbing.

At this point, I began talking to him about how hot I thought he was.  I
told him how much I enjoyed touching him.  He wasn't saying anything, but
his dick began to get aroused.  I wanted him to talk to me.  I wanted to
know what he was thinking.  Wasn't there some aspect of this that he was
enjoying?  I finally began asking him questions.  He kept silent for a
while, and then something happened.  I wasn't sure what was going on.
Was he laughing?  Then I realized he was crying.  I hugged him and held
him at this point.  "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to do this."

Suddenly at this point, I felt like I was inflicting pain on this man who
I was having such tender and loving feelings about.  I was ready to stop
in order to spare him.  "Dad, I want this to be something we both enjoy.
Let's stop. I'll stop."  I pulled away from him.

"No, you don't understand.  I don't want to want to do this.  But I
really want you to handle me.  I really want you to kiss me.  I want you
to fondle me.  I want to touch you.  I want to kiss you."  He looked deep
in my eyes and paused.  He looked like he was in pain when he finally let
it escape: "I want to suck you."  Immediately he looked down in shame.

I lowered my head to meet his gaze.  "Dad, that makes me so happy.  What
is so wrong with it?"

"It's just not right." There was a long silence, as we stared at each
other.  Finally we both started cracking up.  For some reason, we started
laughing hysterically.  Dad gave me a really strong hug, and my hard dick
pressed against his leg.  He pulled back and immediately squatted down
and took my cock into his mouth.  It felt great.  At the time, I didn't
think about how it was that he was so good at cocksucking, but in years
later I wondered whether he had had practice before!

He pulled away as I began to cum.  When he stood up, I saw that his dick
was even bigger than I had seen it before.  I began to jack him off.  I
got behind him and jack him.  It was so hot, that I was hard again within
minutes. He began squatting down forcing the top of my cock against his
butt.  I didn't know anything about fucking a guy, and I really hadn't
fantasized about that with my Dad.  He grabbed the soap, lathered up his
hands and reached back to lather up my cock.  I still hadn't figured out
what he was doing, I was just enjoying myself.  Finally he began sitting
down hard on my cock.  The pressure pushed my cock down and felt great.

Suddenly my cock broke through his sphincter, and it gave me an
incredible rush.  I gasped and Dad began doing knee bends on my hard cock
that was now rammed up his ass.  The feeling was so intense, I nearly
passed out.  I began stroking him like a madman. We both started grunting
loudly, and his hands started moving frantically all over my body.  I
lost track of time.  It seemed like it went on for a while, but it was
probably only a few minutes before we both started cumming.  Dad took all
my sperm inside, and he started letting loose with ropes of cum.  It was
all over the shower.  We both collapsed into the tub below.  Dad was on
top of me, and his weight was very heavy on me, but I loved it.

The shower was still running, and he eventually got up.  I followed him,
and we started laughing again.  We washed each other off, turned off the
shower, toweled each other off, and went back out to the bed.  We were
both still naked, and I collapsed on top of my Dad.  Dad fell asleep very
quickly, and I got up to turn out all of the lights.  I returned to my
position on top of him and joined him in sleep.