Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2006 02:12:30 EST
From: Wolf904776@aol.com
Subject: Coach Wilks and my Dad.  Part 3

This is a fictional story.  All the characters are fictional and  is based on
a fantasy of mine.  If you are less than 18 years old or  sensitive to this
kind material, then I would encourage you to seek out some "G"  rated area
where there is such type of material.  What you are about to  read is for adult
entertainment only.

Coach Wilks and my Dad.   Part 3
From _Wolf904776@aol.com_ (mailto:Wolf904776@aol.com)

I was not sure if what happen was real or I was dreaming.  Dad and I  were
together.

As I laid there I felt as if I was a corpse.  I had no energy in my  body
even to lift my head off the blanket; either my arms or legs.  I just  wanted to
sleep it off.  The only thing I could feel was my father touching  me.  He was
caressing my chest and head.  Here and there, he would  play with my cock as
if trying to stimulate me but he knew that what I had cum  was more powerful
than what I have ever experience.  Being with him gave me  such force to cum
that literally I shot all my life energy into his  throat.  Not only that, the
sensation having my cock deep in his throat was  so overwhelming that I simply
lost myself in the ecstasy.  I have never  experience such primal drive in my
life.  Now another part of me wanted  more.  More of my dad, more of what he
can do for me.  Being with him  was not enough.

As he caresses me, I simply relax.  I could feel his own cock pressing
against my leg.  His hand caresses my chest as if he was enjoying playing  with the
soft fur on my chest and stomach.  I wanted to savor this moment,  but again,
I want more.  That part of me wanted him inside of me.

As I open my eyes, I look up to see him looking at me.

"Hi Bud," he greeted me.

"Hi," I reply to him.

"You ok.  For a while I though you pass out," he said.

"It felt like a volcano erupted in me.  Everything that came was  boiling
hot.  And the pressure, was too much for me to handle" I told  him.

He just smiled at me and tried to reassure me that what occurred was  natural
in men.

When some of my energy had come back to me, I wrap my arms around him and
brought him to my lips.  I kissed him not as if he and I were having sex,  but a
kiss of gratitude for what he had given me.  His love, his  attention.  I
have not heard of any father who would do it with their sons  in this fashion.
Most of all, I have never heard of any father who would  accept their gay son
and bond with them at this level.

I look at him more intensely as he kept caressing me.

"Dad" I said to him.

"Yes Bud" he replies.

"Dad..." I try to say to him.

"Yes, Bud!" he said again to me.

"Dad..."  It was hard for me to find the words.  "Dad, can you... can  you...
what I'm trying to say, can you fuck me!  There I said it," I told  him.

His hand stops caressing my chest.  Those eyes of his were like orbs  of
black waters in the still of a summer's night, looking at me.  I was not  sure if
he was in shock, or trying to scan me to see if I knew what I asked of  him.
For those several seconds, I thought that the world had ended.   That time
itself stood still and the only two in the world was he and  I.    He looked at
me in such a way that I was afraid that what I  asked of him I did not
register.  To have him inside of me.

"Bud, you know what you asked of me?"  He asks me.

"Yes dad, I know what I am asking of you," I tell him.

As I try to find the correct words, he relaxes and kept caressing my chest
and stomach.

"Dad, I love you.  What we done, for me its heaven.  But there is  that part
of me that wants more.  I may be selfish, but I want you inside  of me and I
want to keep you inside of me as long as possible" I try to explain  to him.

John looked at his son with awe.  He never heard his son being so  direct
with him and demanding such an act from his father.

"Bud, you know how big I am when I am totally erected.  You know that  if I
fuck you, I will not be in control.  At one point, I will zone out and  the
only thing I will want is to fuck the life out of you no matter what.   To
ejaculate everything that I have in me into you.  You will scream and be  in such
pain that I will not care.  You realize what you are asking of me?"  he told me.

"Yes, I do.  For this moment in my life, I want to have you all to  myself.
Ever since I became aware of who I am, my own sexuality, and then  the way you
accepted me for who I am, for a long time I have fantasized having  you" I
told him.

John took his hand and brushed the hair off Brian's forehead.  He lean
forward and kissed his son.

"Dad, can I ask one more thing.  Let's not do it here.  Take me  to my
bedroom," I told him.

When John got up, he extended his hand out toward his son.  He helps  him get
up.  They left the blanket and all the pillows on the floor.   Brian went to
his pant to retrieve the lubricant that he got when he went  upstairs when his
father was asleep.

"I was going to use this on you.  Now you will need it" he gave the  bottle
to his father.

His father looked at him with surprise.  At first he thought that  Brian had
planned all of this, but he knew better.

John grabbed his son by the waist, brought him closer, and kissed  him.  He
held him closer as they headed towards Brian's room.  On a  leisurely pace, his
father took his hand and began to explore his son's  hole.  Brian could feel
his father inserting one his finger into him.   As they climbed the stair, for
a moment they stop.  He decided to be more  aggressive with his son.  He
forces another finger into Brian.  Brian  was surprise.  He was feeling waves of
panic wave through his body.   He stood there as if he was not in control.  He
could feel the intrusion he  was receiving from his father.  More than that,
the muscles around his hole  was in spasms.

John looked at his son and asked him, "Are you ok?"

"Yea, I'm ok.  I was not expecting this too soon," Brian responded  back.

John lean into his son and kiss his son's neck.  As he kissed him, he  took
another finger and inserts into his son's hole.  Now Brian was feeling  three
fingers being push up into him as they pause on the stairs.

"You want me to stop," his asked his son.

"No, don't stop," he replies.

They both proceeded up the stairs.  As they walk, John kept the  pressure
into his son's hole.  All three fingers were well in.

Brian had to realize that his father may have the features of a Robert
Redford and a lumberjack, but his father's hands were big.  Thick fingers  that
could almost be characterize as fingerling sausages.  To have all  three finger
as you walk was a new experience for him.

As they walk towards Brian's room, John decided to take his son into the
shower.

"I thought we were going into my room?" Brian asked him.

"We are, but I want to take a shower first," his father told him.

As they pause, John force more pressure up this son's hole.  For Brian  it
felt as his father was fisting him.  As they headed into the shower,  John kept
pressure on his son's hole.

The waters cascaded down both their bodies.  John leaned down and  began to
kiss and suck his son's nipple.  As he did, he withdraws part of  his finger
then pushed them up with force.  John could feel his son's body  responding to
his intrusion.  With each fuck of fingers, Brian reacts as if  he is being rape.

"Put your hands out and lean against the wall," John orders his son.

Brian turns around and did what his father orders him to do.  As he  leans
against the wall, and spread his legs, John knelt down and again  force his
fingers into his son.  By now, he had almost all his hand in his  son

He saw how much his son and him were alike.  Even looking from the  back, he
saw how much his son took after him.  The low hangers that he has,  his son
has them as well.

John reached under and grab his son's testicles.  He gently caressed  them,
pull on them, and begin to play with them.

Brian could feel more pressure being place as if his father was trying to
put his whole hand in his ass.  He was realizing that when his father tried  to
go deeper with his fingers, he would graze his prostrate.  With each  graze
his brain was receiving waves of pleasure.

"Agh..." Brian yell out to his father.

"Agh..."

He could feel his ass being ripped open.  He did not expect to be this
painful.  His ass was contracting, going into spasm, at the same time his  father
was trying to relax him, and get accustom to what he will feel when his  father
fucks him with his cock.


"Bud" his father called out to Brian.

Brian was zoning out.  He was feeling not only pleasure but pain as  well.

"Bud!" John called out again.

John realized that Brian was breathing faster and faster.  His head  was
resting on his arms.

"Bud!!!  Come to.  I need you to snap out of it.  Bring one  of your legs
over me and face me.  I don't want to take out my fingers out  of you.  Do you
understand?" his father asked him.

"Do you understand?" John demanded from Brian

Brian shook his head to tell him he understood.

As Brian brought one of his legs over his father and then turn to face his
father, John could see that his son had his eyes close.  His breathing was
labor.

John got up; he kept his finger in Brian.  He kept pushing even  further into
his son.  For Brian, waves of pain and pleasure were consuming  him.

By now John push his son against the wall, so his back was bracing against
the wall.  He lean forward and kissed Brian's neck.  As he kiss him,  and
licked him, he kept the pressure on him.

When John was sure that Brian's hole was fully relax and able to take all  of
his cock, John had to get Brian on the floor.  He saw that his son had  zone
out.  He knew that his son was feeling pleasure.  Every time John  grazed his
son's prostrate, pleasure was being send to his brain.  But at  the same time,
he knew that his fingers in his son's ass was causing pain.   His ass was in
spasm from the intrusion.  Relaxing would take more time,  but John knew the
time had come.  He was almost erected.  All ten  inches of his circumcised cock
was  thick, heavy and engorged with  blood.

"Brian, listen to me.  I want you to slide down the wall and lay on  the
floor," he told Brian.

Brian was in that place where words did not matter, not even the noise from
the shower.

"Brian!" he tried to reach him but he could not.

He force his son to slide down.  As he did he kept his finger in his  son.
He position his son just under the shower so the spray landed on his  chest and
stomach.

With his other hand he began to jerk trying to bring his heavy cock into a
tool that was thick and hard.  When he took his finger out of his son's  ass,
he could see some scat on his fingers and nail bed.  He took both of  his son's
legs and brought them over his shoulders.  With his other hand,  he took that
thick tool of his and guided into Brian's hole.  There he  placed the head,
and with his body, he push hard pass the sphincter.  He  could feel that Brian
was still having spasm.  He could feel that Brian's  muscle was contracting.

John took hold of Brian's legs and brought him closer to him.  As he  did, he
forced himself into Brian.

"Agh..." Brian screams out to him.

"You too thick, take it out, take it out" he yell out to his father.

John knew that all the pain that Brian was experiencing was the spasm in  his
ass.  His man pussy.  Every time he brought Brian closer to him,  he would
push further his cock.  By now almost four inches was pushed  in.

"Agh..." Brian yell out.

Then John let go of his son's leg.  Instead, he force Brian's leg into  air
and almost touch Brian's chest.  As he positions his son, he began to  force
all of his cock deep into his ass.

"Agh...you too thick" Brian yell out.

By now, John had almost all ten inches in Brian.  He withdrew some  out, and
then push like he did not care what his son was feeling.  All ten  inches were
in.  The base of his cock rested in Brian's ass.  His  thick pubis was nestle
in those mounts of his son.

He lean forward forcing his weigh on top of Brian.

"Dad, you too thick" he told his father.

"Brian, relax, you have to relax because if you don't it will be more
painful for you.  Relax," he directed Brian to do.

"Dad, you too thick for me, you too thick; please take it out" he pleaded
with him.

"Just relax," he told Brian.

John wanted to do what his son was demanding, but at the same time he could
feel the tightness of his son's ass around his cock.  The sensation, the
feeling, reminded him of a time when his friend in college taught him how to  make
love to man.  When his friend taught him to take his penis and  inserted in
friend's ass.  The feeling of those muscles contracting with  pain, at the same
time the tight feeling he was receiving with every inch he  push into his
hole.  Now he was doing it to Brian. Every time Brian relax,  John contract his
muscles around his ass forcing his cock to grow thick, and  harder.  He could
imagine that by now Brian was feeling his father cock  growing inside of him.

"Brian, listen to me.  I am going to kneel.  When I do I want you  to try to
sit up.  I want to keep my cock in you; I don't want it to take  it out of
you.  When you try to sit up, grab me and wrap you arms around  me.  When you
have done this, I will hold you and I will try to sit on the  floor.  You will be
sitting on my lap with my cock deep in you.  You  understand?  Brian do you
understand?" he told his son.

Brian shook his head.

As maneuvered himself and sat on the floor with Brian on his lap, Brian's
legs wrap around him and his cock was deep in Brian.

John's hands grabbed Brian's mounts and spread them as wide apart as
possible.  He did not want Brian to contract those muscles so as to keep  him from
going on deeper.  He only wanted the muscles that were deep in him  to begin to
contract and relax, forcing John to be under the control of Brian's  ass.

For Brian having his fathers cock deep in him, felt as if every part of him
was being push upwards.  His breathing became labor.  With each  contraction
of his father's ass, John's cock became more thicker, more  harder.  Brian
could feel his father cock growing in him.  His  breathing became labor and
rapid.  His eyes were close.  If he was  told to open, he did not know how.  He
could only feel with each wave of  pain and pleasure he was experiencing that
what was going on in the world did  not matter.  Only thing that matter was his
father.

John could feel pressure being built up.  Every time he contracted  those
muscles in his ass, he forces his cock to grow thicker, harder.  With  each
contraction of his muscles, more blood was pool in his cock, forcing his  cock to
be so thick that he could feel the pain in him.  At the same time,  Brian ass
was playing with his father's cock.  As if Brian's hole was a  wet, hot, mouth
that suck on his father's cock.

"Oh god...oh god..."  John yell out.

His breathing became more and more rapid.  He could feel pressure  building
up.  By now he could feel as if his own cock was about to split  open and his
own life would end.

"Oh god...Agh...."

He grabbed Brian in a hug that resemble a hard squeeze.  Then all of a
sudden, John squeezed his son so hard, that both stop breathing for a few
seconds.

"AGH...." John screamed out.

He could feel waves of hot cum being ejecting out of him.  With  ejection a
burning feeling consumed him, pain flooded into his brain.

His head was tilted backward.  The spray from the shower sprayed on  his
face.  Cascade of water enter his nostril and mouth.

For that moment there was no control.  Only the climax matter, only  what he
was depositing deep in his son counted.

Then he let two-exhale breath and he began to relax.  He could feel  how
painful his own cock felt.  He could feel waves after waves of cum  ejaculating
into his son.

For Brian, he was still zone out.  He did not realize that what  occurred.
He was feeling waves and waves of pain and pleasure.  His  father's cock was
still thick enough to cause him pain, but at the same time it  was grazing his
prostrate.

John lean back against the wall and shut his eyes.  He did not care  about
any thing.  His body felt like it was dead.  He let go of the  hold he had on
Brian, brought his head to his shoulder.  He knew that it  would take time for
his own cock to go soft.  He also knew when it did, it  was still large enough
to be in his son's ass.  When Brian realized what  happen, he could wake him.
In the meantime, he was going to enjoy having  his son, and the water
cascading down on both of them.

Part 4 will come soon.