Date: Tue, 25 Feb 2014 17:30:23 -0800 (PST)
From: Us Guy <jur100@ymail.com>
Subject: Call me Dad

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	I was mowing lawns to make some money in high school. One of my
neighbors, Ben, was really friendly and always tipped me extra when I mowed
his lawn. He was a very handsome single man in his forties. He was out to
everyone in the neighborhood as well.

One day while I was mowing his lawn he asked me if I wanted to come in for
a drink. He was wearing a tank top. He was gorgeous, muscled with a little
fat on top, about 5'11", chest hair poking out of the top of his shirt. His
strong forearms were covered in dark hair as well. He had a full beard,
very dark with some grey around the temples and goatee area. He offered me
a beer and sat down close to me on the couch. He asked me how school was
going, how my parents were. I told him I only had a mom, my dad left when I
was young. "You need a dad!" he said, "Or at least a man you can look up
to, to teach you new things and mentor you" I said "I guess so but I don't
really know anyone like that." He said, "I could always be your dad"
"What?" I said. "We could do father son stuff together, I've always wanted
a son, and every boy needs a good father figure". While he was saying this
my heart started to race, this was such a strange request but it was also
exciting me a little. I DID want a dad, and this man was the perfect role
model: healthy, successful, and handsome. I said "Okay, that sounds good to
me." "Yeah?" he said with a smile. "Yeah Ben, I'd like to be your son." He
looked at me deep in the eyes and said, "Call me dad." I felt like I was
going to melt right then and there. I said "Okay dad." He went in for a
hug; I loved the feel of his bristly beard against my neck. He was so
manly. It was obvious that this dad/son stuff had some sexual feelings
behind it, but we both went along as if nothing was strange, I think we
both enjoyed it this way. He gave my neck a quick kiss and stood up from
the couch. "Let get out there and do some more yard work,? he said, and I
followed him out to the backyard.

	We worked for at least two more hours. He was teaching me how to
dig up the ground to plant a garden. By the time we were finished it was
mid afternoon, the sun was still up and beating down on us. "We're going to
get farmers tans!" he said, pulling his tank top to the side to show the
difference in skin tones. In doing so, he also gave me a beautiful view of
his hairy armpit and flexing bicep. I was so proud to be his son. "Want to
lay out for a bit? Otherwise our chests will be so pale we'll look silly."
"Sure, I'd love to" I took off my shirt and got an idea. "It looks like
your backyard is pretty secluded, have you ever tanned naked out here. He
flashed me a smile, "I have before, not in years though. Do you want to?"
"Yeah dad" "Ok baby, if you want to that's fine with me. I actually wanted
a chance to show you what an older man's body looks like." First he took
off his shirt, he had big strong pecs, covered in dark curly hair,
glistening with sweat. His chest hair connected to his stomach and spread
out around his belly. He didn't have a big gut; just a little extra padding
over what was obviously an impressive set of abs. His hair continued down
into his shorts, to what I could only imagine was a big dark bush above his
cock. "You like what you see, son?" he said in a low gravely voice. "Yeah
dad, I hope I look like you when I'm your age." He smiled and pushed his
shorts down, revealing a half hard cock and a big set of balls, set between
two bulging muscular thighs, covered in dark hair. "Ok son, your turn. I
want to see how my little boy is growing up." I pulled down my shorts,
showing him my almost erect penis. "Good boy, you have a beautiful cock,
and you still have a ways to go, I bet it will get as big as dads" he said
as he cupped his cock and bounced it in his hand. I loved how forward he
was getting, and was excited to see where this would lead. We'd been laying
out for about 45 minutes when dad said "want to head inside, son? I think
it's time for a shower." I agreed, and we headed in.

	We were standing naked in his kitchen. It was nice to be able to be
so comfortable around a man like him. Dad and I had already gotten hard a
few times while we talked, and we brushed it off like it was no big
deal. Dad even jokingly grabbed my penis one time.

	"When's your mom going to be expecting you?" He asked. I told him
that she never worries about me; she works nights and sleeps all day.
"Good! So you can stay for dinner, and maybe a movie after" I liked that
idea. "But first, let's shower. Did you want to come shower with me?  You
missed out on years of showering with dad. It could be a good bonding
experience." he said. "Yeah dad, that sounds nice. I'm really glad that
you're willing to be a father figure for me. I really needed this" I said
as I made my way over to him and gave him a hug. We were both still naked,
his cock was pressed against mine, and although I was fully aware of the
way his hairy body was pressed against me, it was very much a father/son
embrace, not a sexual one. Dad pulled his head back and looked at me in the
eyes "you are the best son I could have asked for. You seem like such a
good boy, who willing to learn and love his dad." "I am a good boy" I said
with a smile. I gave him a quick peck on the lips, which I think surprised
him. He asked if I liked his beard. "I love it, it makes you look so manly
and powerful," I said.

	I stepped into his bathroom while he was getting the water
ready. He was bending over the tub, his hairy, muscled ass pointing up at
me. I bent down a little and smiled when I saw his puckered hole under the
hair. He was sexy all over, I thought. When the water was ready we both
stepped into the tub with a standing showerhead. for the water to run on
both of us we had to stand really close together, almost touching. In fact,
I think my cock was rubbing against his crotch. He just looked down and
smiled. We talked about what else we'd do as father and son, both getting
very excited about our future. He said I better be ready to have a really
loving and touchy-feely dad as he put his arms around my back and held me
close under the water. I said, "don't worry dad, that's all I've ever
wanted." "And expect lots of kisses!" he said as he kissed up and down my
neck and cheeks. He planted a big kiss on my lips and smiled. "Is that okay
baby, do you like to kiss dad?" he asked. "I like kissing you a lot dad" I
said as I kissed him again on the lips. We were both sporting sizable
erections by now, but we acted as if they weren't there. He then asked,
"Have you ever French kissed?" I said no, but I'd love to learn. "Even with
your own dad?" he said.  "Especially with you, you're maybe the most
handsome man I've ever met," I responded. He said "Thank you, you didn't
have to say that but I appreciate it son. I'll teach you. Just kiss me like
you were before but open your mouth and feel what dad does." As we kissed
he slid his tongue against my lips and entered my mouth, it felt so
amazing. I was unknowingly grinding my crotch against his, he didn't seem
to mind. "Do you like that son? We can do it more later if you like, let's
go sit and watch some TV."

	When we walked back out to the living room, I started putting my
clothes on. "Why are you doing that?" he said, "I kind of liked seeing my
boy's body, we could just stay naked if you want." I was very glad to hear
this. We sat down on the couch together; he put his beefy arm around
me. "Let's watch a movie or something" he said and turned it to some boring
action flick. While the movie played I asked him if I could rub his hairy
chest. He said he'd love that. I felt him all over, circled his nipples,
his belly button, cupped his big pecs, pressed my hand in between them
where the hair was most dense and ran my fingers through it. I even slipped
my hands into his armpits and felt the hair there, which resulted in him
letting out little moans. We were both rock hard, dad pushed my hand slowly
down towards his hairy crotch and said, "Why don't you feel your dad's
cock? When I look at you I get so proud of your beauty. Dad's hard cock
shows you how proud he is of you, my son." I took hold of his cock in my
hand and stroked it up and down, he was moaning and telling me what a good
boy I am. When I stopped he pulled me in for a kiss. His tongue was
invading my mouth while he started feeling my boy cock. he stroked me for a
little and then said "Let's watch each other masturbate. I want to show you
how dad does it." I kept pace with him, watching his hand move up and down
his cock and matching his movements. I couldn't hold it in, I cried out as
I shot all over my smooth chest. Dad said "That my boy." and smiled at me
while he pumped his own cock. He stood up and began jacking off on top of
me, all the time telling me what a good son I am for dad. Eventually he
came all over my chest and collapsed on me. We kissed until we fell asleep
like that, cuddled on the couch. "I love you dad" I said. "I love you too
son"