Date: Tue, 21 Dec 2004 00:51:40 +1100
From: Jon Boy <jon700@hotmail.com>
Subject: fuck-farm-adventures-part-6

To all those who emailed to say they enjoyed the first five parts, thank
you. And thank you for being so patient in waiting for part 6.

This part is dedicated to Angelo, a friend in Italy who enjoys dick docking
and spreading his juice around. Thanks for your encouragement and friendship
Angelo.

Ok, lets get it up, and get down and do it dirty ...

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Part 6

I'd started my walk 'round the farm feeling on top of the world. Now after
having an awesome shag with Rob, I had come to realize that I was in fucking
love. Shit, things were moving too fast. I needed time to think and my dick
wasn't helping one 'little' bit. Life's a bastard sometimes.

I should have been thinking more about Rob and less about my Dad. My mind
kept picturing my father's arse and I'd 'crack a fat'. I badly wanted to get
in his fuckin' pants again and munch on his cock. I wanted to bury my face
in his arse crack and breathe his scent while I rimmed his hairy brown
fuckhole, but most of all I wanted to work my fat dick up his chute and piss
a load of boy spunk in his beautiful Dad cunt. I wanted to fuck him so hard
and deep that I'd be certain to finish up with shit on my dick.

Now, I didn't know if it was normal for a guy my age to always be so shit
hard and constantly chasing a fuck, but I figured it must be as most young
guys I knew were horny cunts too. Rob certainly was and, whenever I copped a
feel of his cock, it was hard and ready to go. I got my smokes out and lit
one. I'd hoped it would calm my thoughts, but it only reminded me of Rob and
the joint we'd shared earlier.

Rob and I had always been good mates, now it was a whole lot more. We'd
messed around together from the time we discovered that our dicks could get
hard and would feel good when you pulled them, and even better when you got
your mouth on one. Now love was added to the mix, and I didn't know if I
could handle the complication and, more importantly, whether I'd have to
stick to one man. My mind reflected on the past and our developing
relationship. Memories, sweet fucking memories.

When it came time for secondary education, like most kids in country
Australia, we were sent to boarding school in the city. Same age, same
class, same dorm. We were just shy of puberty when we went, but were pretty
clued up on life and sex, or so we thought. Brought up on farms, we saw
animals doing it and we certainly knew what a fuck was. Anyway, guys talked
about little else. We knew you didn't need a cunt and that two boys could do
it and we experimented. We tried giving each other a bumfuck, as it was
called, and all we managed to do was push our knobs against each other's
holes and finish up with crud on our dicks.

We thought we knew everything about everything but arriving at a place where
there were boys much older than us, we discovered our education had only
just begun. The showers were a smorgasbord of cock. Sure, some kids were shy
but others openly flaunted their equipment and there were dicks of all
shapes and sizes. Some were framed in mats of hair, others bald. Some guys
had small balls like walnuts, others had sacks that hung low and seemed
filled with a pair of round plums. When you got hard you were teased
good-naturedly and copping a feel of another guy's dick was to be expected.
Some kids would even pretend to fuck each other and I wondered who they were
imitating.

I was seduced quite willingly my first week at the boarding school. This
first time consisted of a feel of each other in a toilet cubicle with me
getting a close up view of his cock and a chance to stroke one of the
biggest dicks I could have imagined, and him playing with my hard little
tool, my balls and my hole. While I'd seen older kids wank and shoot before,
this guy really put on a show for me, fucking his fist 'till be was spraying
over the toilet wall and floor then giving me a taste of the white stuff
that dribbled from his piss hole and onto his fingers. He told me about
spunk and the dick juice that lubes your cock. He even taught me how to kiss
and put your tongue in another guy's mouth. This lead to some heavy suck
sessions, something I knew a fair bit about, having got off with Rob this
way many times in the past. Eating spunk was a new experience and swallowing
his big fucker took some practice.

I was fascinated by his cock. He was Dutch and, like most European guys, his
dick skin was intact. All the guys my age were cut, but the practice was
going out of fashion and I'd noticed many younger guys still had their
hoods. Lucky cunts.

Anyway, it became a regular thing. I'd take his cock between my legs and
he'd dry root me finishing with a squirt of his spunk over my nuts, or he'd
rub his prick up and down my crack until he shot off on my back and bum
hole. Eventually he asked if he could do me. I knew a 'do' was what the kids
called a fuck, a shag, a poke or a root. I told him I didn't want it up my
bum if it hurt; he told me that you soon got to enjoy it and that he often
got fucked up his shitter by his mates and how great it felt to have a big
prick working your hole. He even offered to let me do him first. He had some
vaseline which he rubbed over his arse and got me to put some on my fingers
and work it up into his bum and told me you needed to pretend to take a shit
to open your hole and let a cock slip up into your fuck tunnel. I jumped at
the chance to stick my dick up his arse wanting to see what it felt like
having a real fuck for the first time.

He leaned over and reached behind to coat my dick and guide it to his crack
hole. My knob pushed through his puckered arse lips and it felt fucking
great. It was all warm and squishy, but tight around my cock at the same
time. I'd had my dick in a mouth before but this felt so much better. I
assumed that this was what fucking a girl's cunt would be like. I held his
hips as I pushed up into him and I was  getting off on the smells rising
from the area round my groin where it pushed against his crack. The in-out
thrusting and pumping came naturally to me, as it does to all guys. I soon
got up a good fuck stroke and reached a dry orgasm. While I already had a
few short hairs round my dick and a bit of fine fuzz on my balls, I couldn't
shoot spoof yet. I didn't know that all the hot dick play I was getting
would mean the first dribble of my thin nut juice was only a week away.

Anyway, he insisted on his turn. He greased up my shithole and worked three
fingers around in there until it felt like my arse was on fire and I wanted
to crap real bad. Then he fucked me. It was hard and fast. He uploaded his
cum and slid his cock slowly out of my hole. My first dick up my hole, my
first fucking and all I wanted to do was shit. He told me I'd be sore for a
while and apologized for any hurt. I told him I'd enjoyed everything but the
pain and asked if he could do me again later. He said I was a great fuck and
to just ask him when I was ready for another shag. He sucked on my dick to
clean it off but tucked his own sticky cock back in his pants without wiping
the juice off. I sat on the toilet and shat some of his load out of my arse.
I still leaked his spunk from my newly christened boy cunt for hours
afterwards.

Now, I thought what I had going with this older boy was something special
and it wasn't 'till later that I found it was just part of the
rite-of-passage that most boys went through in the boarding school. While
the older boys fucked among themselves and presumably got cunt where they
could, they really got off on teaching the younger boys how to wank and use
their dicks. Fucking virgin boy arse and filling them with ball spunk was
their preferred way of getting their rocks off.

I wanted to tell my best mate Rob all about it, but wasn't sure how to raise
the matter. One night when we were all getting undressed for bed, Rob had
his back to me and I saw the tell-tale crusty white and yellow stains on the
back of his underpants. I checked the other boys and many of them showed the
same fuck badges. Some looked still damp. I figured most of us had been
getting a shag from the senior boys and their juice had left their mark.

I waited untill lights out and crawled into Rob's bed. We did this when we
could and cuddled and played with each other and gave our dicks a good suck.
I asked him about the stains on his underwear and he said he'd noticed the
ones on mine. We compared notes and found we were both getting fucked by
different guys and both of us were enjoying the experience. He asked if he
could try and do me. I quickly agreed and rolled over offering my shithole
to his dick. He played with my arse then spat in my crack and fucked me. I
told him how great it felt then we switched places and he took my dick up
his hot young fuckhole.

>From that day on we continued to enjoy satisfying the older boys rut and
happily shared our cum-filled arseholes with each other after being shagged
by their bigger cocks. Once we began to sperm, the older boys were more than
happy for us to fuck them and there were often group sessions after sports
events and sometimes in the toilets and showers. Cigarettes were exchanged
as the currency of choice and offered as an inducement by the older guys to
those younger, one for a feel up and wank, two for a suck and three for a
fuck. Shit, we would have done it for free; getting cock was payment enough
but having a smoke together after a fuck made us feel like the older guys.

Well, time moved on as it always does and we became the older guys. I still
remember the first younger boy I seduced in the manner of my own first time.
Holding him around the waist and pulling his arse to my bulge, I fumbled for
his crotch and groped his cock through his pants as he rubbed himself back
onto my groin. He seemed to know what it was all about and later I found out
he had an older brother who had just started doing him.

I undid his pants, reached inside and found his stiff young cock and gave it
a squeeze and a gentle rub. It was all so hot and the inevitable happened, I
came in my fuckin' pants spreading my dick milk everywhere. He didn't seem
to mind and I was still hard, so I undid his belt and lifted his shirt. His
pants fell to the floor as I lowered my own with the front covered in spunk.
He eased his legs apart and I slipped my sticky cock between his thighs and
rubbed 'till I squirted another load on the back of his nuts.

I wiped my thick spend over his young cock and gave it a good pull as I
snuggled my limp wet dick into his arse crack. I let him shoot his juice
into the palm of my hand then held it under his nose before wiping the thin
spoof over his lips and fingering it into his mouth. Next time I got to do
him, I taught him how to take a fuck and how to give pleasure with his dick
up my arsehole. Of course Rob and I got together regularly and shagged each
other stupid. We both broke in new younger guys and shared a couple of them
from time-to-time. There were many other boys that me and my mates taught
and I know then why they say schooldays are the happiest days of your life.
They're not fuckin' wrong but it cost me a fortune in smokes.

The noise of a van broke my chain of thought and saw the mail delivery guy
driving off. He was a hunky young guy and I hoped he'd seen the bulge of my
hard dick now tenting my pants.
I checked the mailbox at the top of the road and there was a small package
addressed to Dad. I slipped it into my pocket - the one without the stroke
hole and sauntered off in search of him.

I was almost floating. I ran my hand over my nipples and my cock stiffened
further. I rubbed a hand over my crotch and cupped my balls and adjusted my
cock so it was sticking up vertical along my stomach, rather than down and
trying to burst out the side. I pushed my hips forward looking down at the
outline of the hard fat in my pants. My pisshole rubbed against the front of
my pants as I walked. It was too sensitive so it pulled the length to one
side so my shaft bulged by my pocket where I could wrap a hand around it and
spread the leaking dick slime along my shaft. I kept it hard and happy.

The warmth of the day had given me a real thirst so I headed back to the
house to grab a few cans of beer for me and my Dad. I figured he'd want them
cold, so I filled a cooler and grabbed some snacks. I had an ulterior
motive, of course, as beer is good for more than just quenching the thirst,
it replenishes your piss supply and that can't ever be a bad thing on a warm
day when a hose down will really cool you off.

I left the house and headed along the road that led to where the cattle were
grazing and knowing Dad had some fence work to do, I thought I'd find him by
the breeding paddock. This was where we put the cows that were ready for
service by the bull and the fences got knocked around with the cumming and
going.

It seemed appropriate somehow, Dad had serviced me yesterday and now I hoped
it was my turn to be the bull. I slipped my hand back in my pocket and
started to play with my dick again as I felt a trickle of Rob's spunk fart
from my arsehole into the seat of my pants. Young, hung and full of cum was
the thought that crossed my mind. Anyway it was my lover's juice that still
filled my boy cunt and maybe my Dad would like a taste.

I arrived at the field where the cattle were and looked around but found no
sign of Dad. I cracked a beer and started drinking while watching a bull
make a move on one of the cows.  The bull got in behind the cow and started
licking the juice from the crack under her tail and tongued it into his
nostrils for a good sniff. I knew what was coming next as I'd done the same
thing myself (though not with the cow <grin>).

"Looks like a bit of hot action coming up", a voice behind me said.

I jumped and turned to see Dad smirking, a wide grin on his face as he
rubbed his crotch and approached the fence line. A little embarrassed (why
the fuck I was, I don't know but for some reason I was nervous as shit), I
turned and muttered something like "yeah, guess so". His left hand touched
my shoulder and his arm reached around in a hug while, with his other hand,
he ruffled my hair. I trembled and enjoyed the close attention. I passed him
a beer and he thanked me and gulped down the first few mouthfuls. I handed
him the package that arrived in the mail and he slipped in into the pocket
of his pants without comment.

I noticed him give his dick a squeeze before adjusting his bulge and giving
his nuts a scratch, then he reached into his pocket for the tobacco pouch he
used around the farm. He rolled a smoke and placed it between his lips,
lighting it then passed me the pouch and I did the same. I placed the smoke
in the corner of my mouth and took a long drag and exhaled. He had a big
grin on his face and I asked him what was so funny.

"Seeing you nearly grown up with a big cock bulge in your pants and a smoke
in your mouth reminded me of what my Dad said when he he and I had a smoke
just before he did me the first time."

"What was that and what do you mean 'did you'?" I asked.

"He told me that if I was old enough to smoke then I was old enough to fuck
and he grabbed my dick through my pants with one hand and undid the buckle
with his other. He yanked my trousers down, turned me around and hauled his
cock out, then pushed it between my cheeks and gave me my first hard man
fuck. I'd wanted him to dick me and it was always one off my fantasies to
wank over. That first time my boy cunt was dry and it really hurt until he
got it all in and started leaking his juice. At least when I dicked you I
lubed your arse up well before shafting your young shithole. Still, it
brings back wonderful memories of my Dad and what he did with his dick."

"So your Dad fucked you too?" I asked, my voice low and croaking as my lust
made breathing difficult.

"Yeah, but he was happy for me to take my turn to fuckin' plug him. We did
everything two guys can do together and took it turn about. I hope you'll do
the same with me, and I don't doubt you will. You're a hornier cunt at your
age than I ever was and you've probably had more cock than I ever dreamed of
and, let's face it, you're a great fuck who knows how to work his shitter
'round a guy's bone."

"You've got that right", I told him, "my arse is yours anytime, and I want
to pork that fuckhole between your arse cheeks just as often as you do me.
Shit Dad, now you've got me on the fuckin' horn again. My fucking rod is
drooling cocksnot in buckets. If you don't ease up on the dirty talk, I'm
gonna blow tubes."

His hand dropped across the front of my body and brushed the tent in my
pants spreading my juice over the cloth and expanding my wet spot as it
went.

"Shit yeah, nice fat son cock," he said, "you're really are growing up
fast". I looked across at his crotch and the words just slipped out "looks
like your fucken growing up too."

He cupped his bulge and gave the tube in his pants a good squeeze, then
giving a throaty chuckle said, "Yeah, the bull's getting to me too". I
turned to look at the bull that had now cornered the cow and saw him
tonguing around her cunt.

Dad asked, "how far do you think he can get that tongue up her twat?"

"Not as far as that big red fuckrod hanging from his gut" I replied,
glancing at the long pink cock emerging from his hairy sheath.

"How about we watch for a while?" he asked, continuing "I don't think we
need too much instruction after what we did together with our cocks and your
sister's arse and the way your hole swallowed my fat tool. By the way, how'd
you enjoy your first family fuck?" he asked.

"Shit, Dad, it was so fuckin' awesome," I replied, "I hope we can do it
again sometime soon."

"You had much hard cock since?" he asked.

"Yeah", I told him, "Rob fed me his dick a while ago and shot my hole full
of his fuck juice."

"Thought you two had something going and were into each others pants," he
said, "I wouldn't mind a crack at his arse too. I bet he's a dirty little
fucker?"

"He is, he loves it rough and nasty like me, and his arse is almost as tasty
as yours as smells as good. I'm sure we can work something out, or in," I
told him, "Rob and I are pretty close and I know how you like to sniff
around young boy cunt."

"Hey, you make your old man sound like a pervert. I'm just like you, I like
young dick and I like to fuck young arse.  Anyway, it's about time you got
yourself a boyfriend," he said, "I had a good fuckmate when I was your age
and we shagged each other's brains out."

"You've got another one now, Dad, me" I told him, "but I'm still waiting for
a piece of your arse."

"My dad cunt is yours," he said, "but as much as I'd like to have you bend
me over and ram that young cock up me here and now, I want it to be slow and
sweet and we'll do it somewhere special".

"OK, Dad, I can wait a little longer, but right now that bull is getting to
me and I need to drop a load one way or another. You want to pull some dick
together?"

Dad replied that he could use a little release too but we should have
another beer to loosen up and maybe watch some of the bull and cow action.

The cow decided to play hard to get and the bull was getting the runaround.
The cow would move forward every time he got his nose near here tail. There
was something about that bull cock though that got me going, and those huge
fucknuts hanging between his legs looked like they could fill a bucket with
cum. My cock throbbed each time I saw that slimy red fuckbone extend further
from the hairy sheath under his gut when the cow gave him the come-on with
her cunt. I imagined that Dad and I were two bulls together horned up and
ready to fuck.

Dad told me the beer was going straight through him and he needed to drain
some fuckin' piss real bad.

"You gonna have a piss with me?" he asked.

"With you or on you?" I asked.

"Dirty cunt", he grinned, "maybe a bit of both, but I don't want to go back
to the house saturated and reeking of piss."

We dropped our pants and started our pissing; crossing streams and watching
each other's dicks hose the grass. God, Dad had a beautiful cock. Now, I'm
uncut and it really shits me. I get so pissed off that I haven't got that
extra skin to play with like he has. I love the way he can slide it back to
the base of his dick then ease it up and over the knob, winking his slit in
and out and catching his fuck drool. He hadn't bothered to skin his dick
back this time and the stream just squirted out the end of his foreskin. He
had to hold his dick or it would have waved around with the piss pressure.
My own dick slit gaped wide and as I often do, I took my leak hands free or
just fondling my nuts to stay on the edge.

His foreskin hung well past the end of his glans and tapered to a wrinkled
point. The tip had a pucker of loose skin like a little kid's arsehole. I'd
seen him tug and stretch it down when he was slack and watched it pull back
when he cracked a fat. I'd asked him why I was cut and he told me that he
was away when I was born and Mum had it done as a matter of course. He said
he was sorry. Not as fuckin' sorry as I was, I told him, still it hadn't
stopped me doing anything or anyone, and it still seemed to more than
satisfy those I fucked.  Anyway, as sure as shit, it certainly satisfied me.
I'd decided to accept things as they were, but I took every chance to suck
any other guy's uncut meat whenever I got the opportunity.

"You really get off on my dick, don't you? Dad asked.

"I love your skin," I told him, "it's so fucking beautiful. It's a real man
cock and seeing your piss squirt from the hood sends shivers up and down my
spine and makes my arse itch."

"Why don't you bend down and watch it front on?" Dad asked.

I did and was rewarded with a face full of his hot piss. I opened my mouth
and swallowed what I could. The rest dribbled from my chin, soaking my shirt
and running over my own shaft then trickling to the ground. I still had hold
of my own pissing dick and I aimed it up and washed his balls with the
steaming yellow liquid. The smell of fresh, strong piss was getting to me
and I started to harden again as the last drips dribbled from my cock. I
reached for Dad's cock and rubbed it wetting my hand in his piss soaked
pubes.

I held his meat in the palm of my hand and looked at the end of it as he
milked the last few drops of urine out. I realized that I could see straight
into that little pink dick mouth on the end of his tool as it winked open
and closed. It fascinated me that one moment it would be squirting out his
rich yellow piss then, if he rubbed it for a while, it would erupt with his
thick white spunk. I figured that it was why I liked cocks so much, like me
they were versatile. I gave and I took. I was a a bottom one minute, a top
the next. I liked having my arse full of cock and I liked filling a shithole
with my dick. Yeah, I was fucking versatile.

I slipped his fucker into my gob and buried my face in his cock hair.
Breathing deeply, I laved his shaft and slipped my tongue into his skin and
searched for any dick cheese. The smell was incredible as I let his dick
slide from my lips and stood up and ground my dick against his. He pressed
into me and lifted my face to his and slid his tongue into my mouth and
kissed me passionately. I knew he was getting a taste of himself and I could
taste the beer he'd been drinking reminding me of his piss that I'd just
swallowed.

A mooing bellow from behind us reminded me that we'd been sidetracked from
our perving on the cow and bull getting ready for a fuck. The bull now the
full length of his thick and slimy red fuckbone out of his sheath and the
cow had her tail held to the side and was winking her twat at her mate.

Dad asked me whether I'd like a cock like that. I told him I wouldn't mind
but that if my fucker was that long, I'd have to tuck it into my sock to
stop it splitting my jeans. He laughed at that and said I'd finish up with
very sticky socks. I told him it wouldn't be the first time, and that I'd
beat off into mine more than a few times. He told me he knew what I meant
and that he kept a couple in the car to jack into when he was on long
drives. He said that it beat spewing his nut juice over his pants or the
steering wheel. I asked if I could have a sniff of those socks next time we
went out in the car. He told me only if I added a load or two to them so
that he had some of my stink to get off on too.

Hey, that's my dad. One dirty fucker. How lucky can a son be to have a dad
that's into the same shit as he is? Sometimes literally. Of course it takes
one to know one and I loved him even more for the way he was and the way he
made me.

Dad said, "I was just thinking about how you seem to love uncut dick and
really perv on mine. You ever fuck a cock?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, "I've sat on a few cocks and fucked myself off
on them".

"No," he said, "I mean put your bone inside a guy's dickskin and fucked it.
It's called 'docking'. It's like sticking you rod in a shallow cunt and
squirting your juice while having the cunt blow a wad back at you."

"Fuck no," I said, "I've never heard of it but is sounds so fucken hot."

"Well", he said, "it's about time you learned something new. You want to try
and fuck my dick?"

"You bet", I said, "so uncut guys have two fuckholes then?

"Shit", he said, "I've never thought of it like that. You're right, but
three if you count my mouth and fucking face".

"OK, Dad", I told him, "let's try it. Show me what to fuckin' do."

"Well, son," he said, "it won't work if I'm too hard and my skin is
stretched out tight. Right now you've got me as stiff as a fucking board so
how about we both pull a load out of our balls and then try a dick fuck?"

"Hey fuck," I said, "you don't need to ask, look how hard my prick is. How
about we put on a show for each other? Really wank our fat fuckers and spew
our loads over each other?"

"Go for it," Dad said, "but I want to shoot in your mouth, feed my son some
of his dad's dick milk straight from the teat. They should have taught you
at school that a growing boy needs his protein."

"I'll drink to that and swallow too, provided an old cunt like you can still
make milk", I said giving Dad a shit-eating grin.

"Fucken kids today", he replied, "all mouth and a cheeky arse."

We wrapped our fists around our cocks and slowly wanked. Our techniques were
much the same, practiced and designed to extract the maximum pleasure from
our fat joints. Of course we had those different cocks. Dad's piss slit
winked in and out as his skin slid over his helmet spreading his prefuck
over the knob and drawing it down onto the shaft. My hand pulled what loose
skin I had up to the rim of my dickhead milking my tube to get the lube to
dribble out of my cock hole where it spread over the end then seeped down
the dry skin of my shaft to be worked in like grease by my jacking hand. I
noticed that dad had so much slop it was seeping through his fingers. I made
a mental note to bring a drip tray next time. I hate to see good juice go to
waste.

We watched each other work our meat, our faces colored with the pink glow of
effort and the lust we felt for each other. Our hands massaged our dicks,
cupped and squeezed our balls and ran back over our sacks and rubbed into
the root ridge behind our nuts that lead to our man holes. Occasionally, one
or other of us would reach behind to our arsecracks and rub or finger our
itchy cunts and sniff the man scent on our fingers. It was so fuckin' hot
being together sharing our male pleasure like this.

There was the reality of the moment and the fantasy thoughts to build us to
our nut blowing stroke. I thought about the pleasure I received when he put
his cock in my arse and fucked me only a few short days ago. I thought about
the joy I would have in returning the fuck when I finally got to slip my own
cock up his shithole and fill him with my young spunk. But for now, we were
two normal guys full of man spoof wanting to feel the release as our bull
nuts emptied their loads in an eruption of thick cum ropes shot from gaping
pissholes with our bodies twitching in orgasm.

>From time to time we lovingly embraced, and briefly ground our cocks
together, fucking our tongues into each other's mouth then pulling back and
looking into each other's sparkling eyes where we'd glimpse the love for
each other. Our hands wandered to the other's cock and we just tugged and
played with them to keep them hard before resuming our individual cock work.

I knew we were both close to shooting juice and I was curious wanting to ask
him more about the fucks he had with his dad when, out the corner of my eye,
I saw the bull mount the cow and get ready to fuck his long red dickstick
into her. He arched his back and thrust hard, sawing his thick rod in and
out of her cunt like it was his last fuck. Dad noticed the action too and we
watched together whacking our own dicks in unison.

The bull worked quickly, a few fast humps and he emptied his dick load in
the cow's cunt and pulled out and off her. A flow of juice left her hole
with his emerging cock and ran down her crack and splattered on the ground.
He soon lost interest and his red dickbone receded into his sheath. It made
me glad that a human fuck took so much longer.

I didn't know about my Dad, but watching the bull get off really brought my
fuckin' nuts up tight against my shaft and I was ready to squirt my boy
sauce. I turned to Dad and aimed my dick at his just as the first rope burst
from my pisshole and sprayed over his hand and cock. The second wad went
into his dick hair, and the rest up his stomach coating his lower torso in a
milky spray of spunk that settled in strands decorating his groin and pubes
like tinsel 'round a Christmas tree.

He used my cream of work his cock and soon indicated that he was about to
blow his nut. I knelt down, pushed his hand off the bone and swallowed it to
the root. Easing back, I sucked and licked for all I was worth and let him
fuck my face. I was soon rewarded with the first wad of my dad's milk and I
let it slowly slide down my fuckin' throat. The next dick shots, I held in
my mouth with my cheeks puffed out with cum and cock. I've heard women say
that eating cum is like swallowing oysters or even gobs of snot. It was far
from that for me; it wasn't just that I enjoyed the sweet-sour taste, it was
the fact that a guy gives you something precious of himself, something that
says he's a male and can share the pleasure of what makes him a man, and
that only another man cab truly enjoy and appreciate.

With the last dribble of his thick ball juice, I carefully removed my mouth
from his dick and stood with my face to his. He opened his mouth and I spat
a stream of his cum onto his tongue. I pursed my lips and sprayed the rest
in small jets over his nose and face, then used a hand to rub it in.

I reached down with my other hand and scooped my own cum from his belly and
spread it over his tits tweaking his sensitive nipples with my fingers. He
shook and moaned and I thought he was going to go off his fuckin' head with
the pleasure he felt.

I stood back and admired my handiwork. My fucken dad was smothered with his
own and his son's cum. I told him he was the prettiest picture I'd ever
painted. He just grinned and then grabbing my bum cheeks, pulled me hard
against him and mashed his mouth to mine pushing his tongue deep into my
mouth. We sucked face for a while and swapped our cum flavoured spit.

We were both fucked, figuratively though not literally, yet, and we squatted
down to rest and recover. Dad rolled a couple of smokes, lit then and passed
one to me. We sat there, two guys with dicks hanging and dripping spunk,
enjoying the scents from our bodies and dragging on our smokes.

We cracked another two cans of beer to quench our thirst then finally got to
our feet with our pants still around our ankles and dicks recovered enough
to stand out half hard.

"You rested, dirty old man?" I asked, giving his dick a flick with my
fingers, "this young cunt's still horny".

"Time to fuck dick?" Dad asked and groped my balls while I pushed my groin
out to give him ease of access to my nuts.

"Shit yeah, hickory, dickory, dock, time to fuck some cock. The clock struck
six, it's time to dock our dicks", I sang and reached down to tug on his
skin.

We both pissed ourselves laughing. Maybe the beer or just the excitement of
the moment was getting to us. Dad recovered first and wrapped his hand
around his thick shaft and pulled his slack dick skin as far forward as he
could then slipped a finger from his other hand inside his cock opening and
took hold of one side of the fleshy covering.

He released his fist from around the pole and, with a finger from that hand,
slipped it into his cock pucker grabbing hold of the skin on the other side
of the shaft. With fingers from both hands holding onto each side of his
dickskin, he pulled it forward and, spreading his fingers, stretched it wide
to form a cunt-like tunnel. I could see his knob nestled down inside the
tube, now wet with my spit and the drizzle of lube oozing from his slit.

"Hey boy", Dad said, "put your stiff cock in my dickskin cunt and show me
how you fuck."

I gave my cock a couple of rubs for luck and found it so hard I had to bend
it down to reach his dick tube. With my pants 'round my ankles, I shuffled
forward so that my tool was ready to dock. Shit, I was almost ready to spit
my wad just looking at that sweet fucker. I grabbed my nuts and squeezed
hard to stop my squirt urge and I could feel my lust ease off the boil
slightly.

My dick was dripping with pre-fuck and I could feel my piss slit opening and
closing as it pulsed out the sticky juice. I was as horny as a arse-seeking
sailor on his first shore leave.
A picture of the first sailor I fucked with quickly flashed through my mind
and this time I choked my dick to stop the fuck sauce coming. Man, this
wasn't gonna last long just when I wanted it to go on forever.

"You gonna dream about it or are you gonna fuck your daddy's dick?" my
father asked.

"Sorry Dad, I'm so fuckin' hot and I'm trying not to spoof too soon", I told
him.

"OK, but I'm trying not to get too hard or I won't be able to keep my dick
tube nice and deep for you, so get that fuckbone in my dick cunt NOW."

I eased my cock into his stretched foreskin and he slipped his fingers out.
His skin clamped 'round my knob and shaft like a dick rubber slipped over a
stiff meatstick. He wrapped his hand around the join keeping our two cocks
tight together. Shit, it felt so fuckin' good.

I could feel our pissholes kissing and coating our glans with each other's
dick honey. It was warm, it was wet, it was slippery and it was fuckin'
great. The smells that wafted up from our groins were intoxicating.

"Right, our dicks are docked and you finally get to feel what it's like to
have some skin on your cock", Dad said, "what do you think?"

"Dad", I said, "you won't believe how good this feels and thanks so fucking
much for sharing your skin with me. I didn't realize two guys could do this
shit, and now every uncut guy I shag with is gonna have to let me fuck his
dick."

"Well the learning hasn't finished and the best is yet to come", Dad said,
"so start your fuck and treat my skin like you'd poke a nice tight cunt or
shithole."

I took Dad at his word and started a fuck thrust into his dick while he held
our cocks tightly joined. It was like a disembodied hand inside an arsehole
wanking your dick while you pumped a guy's chute. Cock snot was leaking out
around the ring of skin where our dicks joined, and Dad's slop felt so good
as I slid my dick in and out of his fuck tube. I closed my eyes and enjoyed
the shit hot feelings that the nerve ends in my young dick were
experiencing.

Dad rubbed his hand up one side of my body from my bum cheek to my sweaty
pit and over my shoulder 'till he reached my tits. He squeezed one nipple
then the other and I nearly jerked my dick from his cock tunnel.

My nuts were tightening up against my pole and I knew I was close to
sperming. I could feel the tickle of spunk inside my tubes and then my piss
slit opened into an 'O' and my white milky fuckload started pissing my thick
fuck syrup into Dad's cock.

Dad was ready to spunk too and his ball sauce erupted from his slit shooting
against my cock head. Dad kept our dicks in a tight hold but his skin
started to balloon out with the two huge loads of cum. Both our glans were
bathed in our man cream and our pissholes were incredibly sensitive as they
rubbed together. We were both twitching as if needles were being driven into
our cocks. We finally burst apart covering each other's groins in our dick
milk.

We stood there a moment looking at each other, still panting and dripping
spunk and then we reached out and kissed wrapping our arms tight around each
other. We ground our groins together rubbing the juices shot from our nuts
into each other's cocks and over our pubes and now empty balls. All the
while sweat ran down our bodies and diluted the spunk dripping onto the
grass.

We broke apart and I squatted on my haunches and pulled Dad to me. I wanted
to clean him and my tongue reached for his dick. I lathed his beautiful bull
cock, his pubes and his groin searching for each gob of spunk I could find
and then reached inside his skin and tongued up our blended fuck milk. I
greedily swallowed it down then swiped the last drips as I probed his wide
piss slit. Dad returned the favour and turned me around to get a taste of my
shithole and buried his face in my arse crack. We kissed again sharing our
flavours and enjoying the smell of our funk on each other's faces.

"Don't forget to try docking your dick with Rob", he instructed me, "and
tell him if he needs any instruction, he can fuck his dong into mine anytime
he wants."

"I'll be trying it for sure," I told him, "and I'm happy to share his dick
with you if he wants. You've seen how far his young dickskin hangs below his
knob?"

"Yeah", he said, "I've only seen him slack once, the cunt's always hard, but
you could have a lot of fun with that young cock."

Dad lit a couple of smokes and passed me one. We both took deep drags and
let the smoke drift lazily from our mouths. I suddenly realized we were no
longer really man and boy but two men who were comfortable around each
other. Still father and son, but we shared a fuck, we shared a smoke and we
enjoyed the sight and smell of each other's bodies. It all seemed so natural
standing there dicks hanging out resting on our balls and our pubes wet with
the juices and scent of each other. Life was so fuckin' good.

"Oh, I almost forget", Dad said, "I have a little present for you two young
lovers. They arrived in the mail today".

"What are they?" I asked, knowing Dad liked to tease the shit out of me.

"Shut your eyes and I'll fucking show you", he said.

I could hear rusting as he opened a package and then I felt his hand lift my
dick up and something cool wrapped 'round the base of my nuts and was pulled
tight over the top of my cock root. There was a click and he told me to open
my eyes.

"Shit Dad", I exclaimed, "a fuckin' cock ring, wow."

"Yeah, it's leather with silver studs and I have a matching one for you to
give Rob. The top stud on each one has your names engraved on them."

"Thanks Dad that's a wonderful thought, do you have one too?"

"Yeah, son, I probably need it more than you two. It keeps me fuckin' stiff
longer now that I'm older but I'm sure it will help your staying power too.
And anything that keeps your beautiful cock up and hard longer has got to be
good."

"Have you got yours with you?" I asked, already starting to crack another
fat as the ring bit into my stretching shaft and my balls lifted up and out.
I realized that it not only felt fucking good, it was going to display my
equipment better both in and out of my clothes.

He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out one similar to those he'd
given me. I unclipped the leather ring and lifted his nutsack and placed the
band under his balls. I held his cock fur out of the way and pulled it tight
around his dick. Pressing the studs closed, I gave his bull balls and then
his shaft a tug to ensure a comfortable fit and then stood back to admire
the sight of our fuck gear dressed in our leather cock rings.

I imagined how the smell would be of wet leather rising from the rings when
they'd been worn for a week or two and soaked in the piss, spoof and arse
juices that usually matted on our pubes. Then there was the thought of
sucking the flavours from the rings.

"I'll have to call you Frodo", he said, "you look good wearing the ring of
power".

I chuckled and told him the only ring I really wanted to wear was the one
that would be 'round my fat cock when I finally got to slide it up his shit
chute to fuck his arsehole full of my sweet boy spunk.

He smiled broadly and his dick began to stir again with the thought of me
pumping his man cunt. Who says old guys have no staying power.

In the distance I heard what sounded like mum's car arriving home.

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Well, that's it for part 6. The next part will be faster cumming with mum
making an appearance and providing an opening for her son.

I'm off now for a well earned wank - why not treat yourself to one too and
maybe add a few strands of fake 'snow' to the Christmas tree; then send me a
pic. Otherwise comments and suggestions to jon700@hotmail.com