Date: Tue, 16 Aug 2011 17:16:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chris Martin <kaholo1154@yahoo.com>
Subject: God Father

Warning: All events that happen are completely consensual between people
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I was in the 8th grade; my oldest sister had gone off to college in
California, and my other two (2) sisters were in boarding school on O'ahu.
I lived on one of the smaller islands and my parents thought best if their
children attended boarding school; I would eventually go to boarding school
and I will have to tell you that I learned many things.  But that's all
together another story.

My godfather stayed with us while he worked out his martial problems with
my godmother.  Being good catholics that they were, divorce was not the
solution.  My godfather (GF) took my dad's advice and stayed with us while
they worked things out.

My parents took a four day trip to O'ahu to attend a funeral and PTA
meeting at my sisters' school.  They felt it was ok to leave me under the
good hands (no pun intended or soon pun intention) of my godfather.

I am in the 8th grade, about 13yo and with raging hormones.

My GF is a few years older than my dad, so I guesstimate that he was about
43 or so.  He was in good shape--kept himself active like my dad; tennis,
baseball/softball whatever the season was then, and he assisted with
coaching biddy basketball and little league baseball.

The first day/night was uneventful at home.  After baseball practice, which
he helped out, he showered and put on his boxers and no pants---just
boxers, which I thought was odd, but kinda exciting.  After my shower I put
my pajamas on (yes, i wore pjs back then) but no underwear.

After dinner, I did my homework like I always did, and later got to watch
TV with him.  My GF seemed to scratch his crotch a lot and I kiddingly said
to him, "didn't you wash down there?"

He laughed, came over and started tickling me.  I don't know why but I got
a boner, and my "lil PP" popped his head out of the crotch slit.

He noticed it and said, "ha, you're no longer a little boy now, huh?" and
gave me a little slap on my butt.  With that note I said good night.

Ok, I should interject here that I started jacking off early (and that too
is another story) and daily too. My normal routine when I got home from
school, being that my parents were at work and sisters gone, was to jack
off.

So when I got home from school, I went to get something to drink--went to
my room, turned on the radio on, got the Playboy magazine out, undressed,
and started to stroke my cock.

I did not know that my GF was home.

I am beating my meat while looking at the guy and girl with huge boobs in
very provocative positions.

Then I hear "you should take your time."  I jump out off the bed surprised
as hell.

As I am frantically trying to put my underwear on, GF comes in my room and
says, "hey, hey. it's ok... it's natural."  And he reaches to take the
underwear away from me, which I do not recall resisting him.

He is talking and telling me things, which I vaguely remember, but I do
remember him telling me that I was a man now, and what I was doing all men
do. And something about changing my diapers when I was little.

He sat on the my bed and took the magazine and looked at what I was jacking
off to.  He commented about how the woman was very good beautiful.

"When I look at her, I am jealous because I want to be the guy with her!"
he said very honestly to me.  "And I imagine what they (the couple in the
picture) are doing to do, gets me excited."

He asked me what I liked about the picture.  I told him that I like that
the guy is going to fuck her, but in reality I was looking at the guy while
I jacked off.

He asked if I had sex.  I looked at him and told him I was just 13.

He said he had sex when he was 14.  He elaborated how it all happened. He
spied on his uncle fucking the neighbor's 18yo daughter and and got caught.
To shut him up from telling on him, his uncle had him fuck the girl.

"It was my first time," my god father continued, "but before I stuck my
tool in her, my Uncle taught me how to eat pussy.  She loved it and to this
day I love it too!"

He noticed I was hard and said that he was also hard.

He asked me, "what should we do?"

I replied, "I dunno know."

He then said we should do what men do to make themselves feel better. I
looked at him quizzically.

He stood up, dropped his pants and boxers and his cock stood out from a
thick bush.  He had a thick cock with extra skin on his cock.

He laid back on the bed (width wise) and told me to lay back.

He told me to go ahead and jack off, and he would do the same.  I watched
as he stroked his cock, gripping his cock and stroking his cock slowly.
His cock head would slip under the extra skin.

I meanwhile jacked off fast.  He asked me why I was stroking so fast...he
told me to slow down and enjoy the feel and pretend the your fingers is a
pussy.

I watched him and matched his stroking.  He looked at my cock and asked if
I ever used lotion.  "No," I replied.  He got up, and a trail of pre-cum
dripped which he caught in his hand and rubbed it on his shaft.  He got the
lotion from his room.

WOW, lotion made a difference!  I wanted to stroke faster and get off. He
taught me different ways to stroke my cock.  Not just up and down, but also
with a bit of twist.  He taught me about playing with my balls.

Usually I would jack off and cum in 10 minutes, but my GF taught me to hold
off when I got close to cumming.  At one point when he was describing how
what a pussy feels like when I told him I was going to blast and he had me
face him and told me to blast my load on his cock.

All exciting hot and new.  I turned to him and shot my load as best I could
aim on his cock.  He took my cum and used it to lube up more and he shot
his load--wow! I shot sooooooo much and far too.

He looked at me and asked me, how that was?

I told him it was good, different.  He laughed. He rubbed the cum on his
stomach and then rubbed some on my chest and stomach and I didn't mind it
at all.

My cock stayed hard, and he said he wished he was young again so that he
could stay hard just like I was.  He asked if I ever jacked off twice in a
row, and it seemed like an invitation for me to jack off again, and so I
did.  He watched. He applied lotion to my cock and I continued.  He got
hard.

I asked him if I could touch his cock, and he replied, "only if you want to
and if you will be happy." So I reached and took hold of his cock--it was
thick and it pulsed in my hand.  I stroked him for a bit and marveled at
the extra skin.

"Why do you have that extra skin?  Dad has it too.  How come I don't have
it?"

"You've seen you dad's tool?" he asked.  "Do you shower together?"

I nodded my head in affirmation to both of the questions.

He said that when I was born and like his son, Ricky, my god brother, the
extra skin was removed.  "You were circumcised."

We laid back and stroked our cocks again.

My GF talked about the time he and his best friend screwed this girl and
how she would suck one while the other fucked her.  How they both entered
her and the feel of his cock rubbing on another cock while in a pussy was
indescribable.

The vision of two cocks together took me close to the edge.  I told GF I
was close, and he told me to kneel next to him and unload on him.  As I
shot my load, he came too.

As I was cumming, his right hand stroked the back of my thigh--that was the
only other time he touched me. We showered together out in the outside
shower. (My dad had an outside shower--no walls except for foliage for
privacy.)

We talked after dinner and homework done.  He mentioned something about men
jacking off and helping each other out.

That night I could not sleep. I had an erection that would not go down.  I
jacked off and even though I spewed my cum, my cock would soften a bit only
to rear its head when I thought about what transpired with my Godfather.

I rushed home the next day. My cock already at attention in anticipation.
I called out for my godfather, but no reply.  I went to his room and took
his lotion.

I didn't need the Playboy!

I my shorts pulled to my ankles. I laid back and with lotion and a hard on,
I started to stroke myself.  I kept on wanting for a fast release, but
remembered my Godfather's advice.  I slowed down.  I varied my strokes. I
played with my balls.  I brought myself to an intense climax!

It wasn't until I was in college when I put two and two together.  My
godfather said that sometimes men help each other out.

My dad and GF were best friends, who were always there to help each other
out.  When his son was born, my Dad was asked to be his Godfather.  And
when I was born, my Dad asked him to be my Godfather.  My parents had three
daughters and a son (me); my godparents, who were my parents' best friends,
also had three daughters and a son--their children much older than us.

(Although I've often wondered about their close friendship I never thought
about it until I started writing my experience.)

So now, whenever I jacked off, I got the lotion.  Funny situation to share:
My dad noticed the lotion bottle on my night stand. "Son, to avoid having
your mom and your sisters ask you so many questions why you take the lotion
out of the bathroom, I suggest you return the lotion when you're done."
Several day later my Dad bought me a lotion and told me to keep it out of
sight.

I never jacked off with my Godfather.  Shortly after my parents returned
from O'ahu, my Godparents made up.

An interesting episode happened when I was a sophomore in high school with
Ricky, Jr. when he returned from college.