Date: Wed, 15 Nov 2006 22:19:02 -0600
From: Salvin Saar <greensalvin@gmail.com>
Subject: "Redneck Dad"

His heart was pounding as he headed for his destination. It was the house
of an older man he had met several times before. Their relationship had
changed over time and now it had grown more intense, keeping the young man
in a state of continuous longing and arousal. The bulge in his shorts was
protruding upward, sometimes rubbing against the steering wheel as the 18
year old turned left and right and then finally down the secluded dirt
road. He could feel his heart racing because he knew that what he longed
for and what he had been thinking about for weeks was about to occur.

He and Mack as of late, had talked almost every day trying to make sure
that every detail of their encounter was just as it should be. They both
wanted to reach a new plateau of pleasure, especially since it had been so
long since they had been together. The truth was, this man was old enough
to be his father, but for Justin the idea of sleeping with a man that was
old enough to be his father was exactly what he wanted. For Mack, it was
the same, only in reverse. He loved to have the young man's lips around his
cock and he loved to look down and see that young masculine face servicing
him, as he needed to be serviced.

Neither one of them had known at first that they wanted the same thing and
an odd series of requests from the young man had started to clue Mack into
what the kid really wanted. He wanted a Daddy type of man to dominate him
and degrade him and most of all love him. Mack was only too happy to
oblige. He liked to rough house with the boy and yell at him and make him
obey his commands, no matter how outrageous. But of course the boy would
not last long in his elevated state of arousal and had once cum with just
after few cross words from Mack, as his hand roughly fondled his cock. But
Justin's spilled load was no excuse to end their encounter and Mack would
continue to have his way with the boy until HE was satisfied. The boy knew
that his ultimate goal was to please his Daddy and invariably this lead to
his own pleasure.

Justin pulls up and gets out of the car and starts walking up to the dingy,
run down trailer. Justin's new car looked out of place in front of what
most people would consider a dump. It was obvious that Justin and Mack came
from different backgrounds. Perhaps that is the reason why Justin worshiped
Mack. He was the rugged male role model he had always idealized: an aged,
rough and tough man, not someone to be spoken back too. Justin had gotten a
good whack on the backside from Mack before he learned that particular
lesson. Mack was not brutal however. It was just part of a Dad teaching his
son a lesson, not to mention the fact that it turned Justin on to be
handled in such a way and Mack knew that.

Justin's own home life was quite different, never having had a father
around to guide him. Mack was definitely filling the void of father and
also served in the capacity of lover and friend. It had almost seemed to
Justin that fate had had a hand in it. Justin recollected the first day he
had met his future Daddy...

About a year earlier, as Justin was walking along the road, having run out
of gas. Mack had pulled over to offer the young man a ride. It was a hot
summer day and Justin was walking with his shirt draped over his shoulder,
his nearly naked body glistening in the sun. Maybe that is why Mack
couldn't resist helping the lad. Boys of that type always managed to catch
his eye. Mack too was shirtless, wearing only his greasy overalls in the
humid 100 degree weather, his hairy chest glistening with sweat. The a/c in
his old pickup hadn't worked in years, but Mack was used to it. He pulled
up alongside Justin:

"Car problems", he said with a thick Southern drawl as he leaned out the
window, drinking the boy in with his eyes.  Mack has passed an abandoned
car about a mile back.

"Yes Sir," the boy said, catching a good look at Mack's hairy chest and his
rugged face.  "Ran outta gas, Sir," he said, suddenly realizing he had been
staring at Mack's chest.

Mack gave him a nod, "hop on in, I gotta can at the house."

"Yes Sir," Justin said and got in the truck.

Mack's eyes couldn't help but wander over the boy's shapely, tanned
body. Justin's eyes couldn't help and notice the big wad in the front of
Mack's overalls. He could easily see the outline of Mack's cock. It started
to make Justin hard and he shifted a little uncomfortably in his seat,
trying to hide his own hardening member from Mack's view.  Mack just gave a
grin and proceeded to ask the boy where he was from. Mack was not surprised
to hear that Justin was from the good and (supposedly) respectable side of
town. Within a few minutes they pulled up to Mack's run down trailer.

"Why don't you come on in for a few minutes and let's cool off ," Mack
said, blatantly looking Justin's body over, head to toe. He also adjusted
himself and rubbed his crotch and then scratched his balls as he talked to
the boy. Justin's cock twitched in his shorts.

"Alright," Justin said a little hesitant, unsure if he was doing the right
thing by going into a strange man's house.

They got out of the truck and walked up to the trailer. The inside was
equally dumpy as the outside and it was quite obvious that there was a lack
of a women's touch, with its mismatched table and chairs, and old, worn out
couch and a T.V. from the 70's. There were also guns hanging on the walls
and a few fishing polls leaning against the kitchen counter. Above the
couch was a big deer's head and next to that a mounted bass.  It was
definitely the house of a single man, a redneck at that, and for some
reason that just turned Justin on even more.

"You wanna beer?" Mack asked looked over at Justin as he opened the fridge.

"Uh, yeah sure," Justin said, surprised to be offered one.

Mack walked over and handed it to him and put his hand on Justin's
shoulder.

"You still look pretty hot there boy. Why don't you pull those shorts off
for me so we can both cool down a little."

Then, to Justin's surprise, Mack grabbed his balls and cupped them in his
hand!

Justin jerked away, but Mack, having anticipated this, had put his other
arm around Justin to hold him in place.

"Now don't be shy," he said whispering close to Justin's ear, bringing the
youth's body closer to his own.

"I know this is what you want boy; I saw you look'in at my prick."

Mack grabbed Justin's hand and placed it on his own growing bulge.

"See there, nothing to be afraid of. We are both men here. It'll just be
between you and me boy, don't worry," Mack said as he put his hand on the
back of Justin's head and pushed his tongue between the boy's lips. Justin
tried only momentarily to resist but he knew Mack was right: this was what
he wanted. Mack's other hand began to explore the boy's landscape.

Justin could do nothing but let the man run his course. Mack had
transformed into a manimal in heat, consuming the boy like a precious
resource. He was all over the boy, deep throating his pretty face,
squeezing his firm bubble butt, and running his hand across the front of
the boy's shorts, his protruding cock signifying his return
excitement. Justin had giving up the idea of halting the encounter: not
only did he not want to, he wasn't even certain if he could, such was
Mack's aggressive passion.

With one quick motion, Mack had undone the boys shorts and dropped them
swiftly to the floor. He momentarily fondled the boy's cock through his
underwear and then quickly pulled his underpants down. Mack stood in
amazement, gawking at the size of the boy's rod. It was a good 8 inches
long and beautiful to behold, as was his frame. Justin became bashful and
tried to cover himself, but Mack would have none of it and moved the boy's
hand away and began slow stroking the boy's shaft as his tongue again
invaded Justin's mouth.

Mack was out of his overalls in a flash, balls and cock swinging
free. Justin stood astonished by the naked man in front of him, amazed at
the dark hair that covered Mack's body, especially around his crotch; the
size of his low hanging balls mesmerized him as they swung back and forth
between his solid, muscular legs. He reached his hand out and cupped the
warm globes, amazed by their weight.

Without a word, Mack pushed Justin down to the floor and barely had the
teen gotten to his knees when Mack forced his cock between the boy's lips
and pushed it into his mouth. Justin gagged, first at the unexpected
intruder and then because of its sheer size. But he quickly adjusted;
Mack's hands securely guided his head back and fourth onto his hard
tool. His tan, muscular arms moved the boy's head back and forth in a
mechanical motion, like a well-oiled machine. Mack grunted with delight at
that pleasure the boy was providing him as his cock plummeted deeper and
deeper into his throat.

Justin, having never had a cock in his mouth before, savored the salty,
musky taste of Mack and greedily inhaled the masculine scent of him. This
was further intensified once Mack pulled his wet prick out of the boy's
mouth and commanded the boy to lick his nuts; he rested his heavy sack on
Justin's flushed face.

"Yeah, lick 'em boy," Mack grunted lustily. His nuts were so big that
Justin could only take one in his mouth at a time, while the other one
rested on his nose. Justin could not get enough of that deep, pungent and
sweet smell of Mack's sweaty balls. He tongue bathed Mack's crotch as best
his could. His own cock was starting to ooze pre-cum and he reached down to
stroke himself, but Mack stopped him from doing so. Justin looked up at
Mack: "First you please your Daddy and then your Daddy pleases you."
Justin nodded in understanding.

Mack pulled Justin off the floor and pushed him onto the couch. Mack lay on
top of the boy and started to kiss him again. Justin loved the feel of
Mack's sweaty body pressed against his own. The heat in the trailer was
almost unbearable, but the smell of man in the air intoxicated him.

Mack turned the boy over and got him onto his hands and knees. Then he
pushed the boys head back down so that his butt was sticking in the
air. Justin felt more exposed then he ever had in his life. But he had
given himself over completely to Mack. Mack felt his heart pounding in
excitement as he looked closely at the boy's sweet pink pucker. He couldn't
help but plunge his tongue greedily into the boy's rosebud. Justin almost
jumped off the couch at the surprise of having Mack's tongue in his
hole. He squirmed at first at the odd sensation, but quickly learned to
love that feeling.  Mack's tongue delved deeper and deeper, in and out of
his tight hole. Justin's cock remained rock hard.

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Mack's cock was about to burst. He knew he had to fuck the boy soon. He
grabbed some gun oil off the kitchen table and squirted some onto Justin's
pink pucker and then rubbed it on his own red hard prick. His monstrous
cock-head was resting against Justin's pink virgin hole, his hand on the
boy's shoulder. Justin's arms were resting on the arm of the couch, his
butt sticking up in the air. He could see Mack behind him in the mirror on
the bedroom door in front of him.

"This is gonna hurt boy, but I know you can take it for me," Mack said,
looking at Justin in the mirror. Justin nodded back. Mack started to push
in.  Justin let out a grunt of pain and his face contorted and turned
red. Mack wasn't going to be deterred easily however and Justin knew
that. The look of lust in his eyes indicated just how much he wanted to
fuck the boy. His heavy balls indicated it had been a while since he'd shot
off his milky white load. Mack had de-flowered quite a few boys, it
seemed. He could sense when Justin was close to his threshold of pain and
just at that moment would pull back out. In Mack's mind, Justin's pain was
just a rite of passage every young gay male had to endure.

Justin's groans only added to Mack's determination to de-flower the boy,
and he kept pushing his prick in and out with increased vigor. Justin began
to edge away from Mack, off the couch, as the pain increased, but Mack put
his hands on Justin's shoulders and kept the boy securely in place.

Mack's patience in going slow, eventually gave out he began to fuck the boy
faster than Justin could adjust to. His groaning increased to indicate
this, but it fell on deaf ears. Mack had succumbed to his bodily instincts
and began pumping Justin's ass with a fury.

Justin was experiencing pain as he never felt before, but it was mingled
with the most incredible pleasure of his life, as Mack's monstrous prick
collided with his prostrate. His whining and groaning seemed to turn Mack
on even more. His cock was sliding in and out like lighting; Justin could
feel Mack's heavy balls slamming against his smooth ass.

Then Mack pulled out and in one quick moment had the boy turned over on his
back. He looked the boy in the eyes as he slid his cock back into his
hole. Justin gritted his teeth as Mack's cock invaded his boy-hole
again. In and out Mack thrust his mighty shaft and Justin was now going
with the flow of the fucking motion. His balls were aching with cum and the
deeper Mack slammed into him the more pre-cum would drip from his cock.

Mack was reaching his climax. He had only to look at the boy's beautiful
body and face to know that he was indeed a lucky man today, to have found
such a cute and willing fuck mate. Now he had to give the boy something he
had wanted to give him from the first moment they had met-the huge load of
cum in his nuts. He increased his fucking intensity momentary and plowed
the boy's ass as deeply and fast as possible. All Justin could do was look
up at Mack as he pounded his ass. He was so turned on at this point, that
he wanted his new Daddy to cum so he could relieve his own aching balls.

Mack was as in a trance, his crotch pumping, quicker and quicker into the
boy. Justin continued to moan and grown with of pleasure and pain as Daddy
Mack's fucking frenzy increased. Then Mack pulled out hurriedly and moved
to position his cock between Justin's lips, as he stroked it wildly. "Open
Up, son. You're gonna take Daddy's load and you better swallow all of it
too," Mack said, grabbing Justin's hair with his free hand and pulling his
head back.

Jets of hot white cum shot into Justin opened mouth.  Mack plunged his
shooting cock between Justin's lips and pushed it down his throat,
momentarily gagging the youth. Justin, did his best not to lose one drop of
the white man juice. He had never tasted another man's cum before and found
the taste unforgettable. Mack started working his cock in and out of
Justin's mouth, his balls slapping against Justin's chin, and he continued
to shoot his load, moaning loudly. Justin swallowed and sucked with all his
might to get every last bit of Mack's load. "That's a good boy," Mack said
looking down at his young lover.

When Mack was done, he pulled his cock out of Justin's mouth, leaned down
and kissed the teen deeply. Mack loved the boy's lips and continued to
tongue him for a few minutes.

Then Justin's turn came. Mack had something special in mind for his first
time.  Justin lay sprawled on the couch with his legs wide open. Mack lubed
up his finger and shoved it into the boy's newly stretched, but sore,
hole. With the other hand he started to pinch Justin's nips, not too hard,
but not too soft either. He wanted Justin to have just the right ratio of
pleasure to pain. Then he started to suck the boy's big cock. Mack, unlike
Justin, was a pro. He had to back off several times to keep the boy from
shooting too soon, as he worked his magic mouth over the boy's throbbing
rod. He continued to finger the boy's ass, while pinching his nips and
sucking on his cock. Justin could hardly contain himself. He had never felt
this much pleasure in his life. He didn't know it was possible to feel so
good. He looked down at Mack and he knew he might never experience
something this erotic again in his life again.

Then Mack pulled his mouth off the boy's cock and began stroking him in his
hand. He leaned up and kissed the boy deeply again. "Come on son," Mack
said gruffly, "Shoot your load for Daddy, that's right....you know you want
to son....give Daddy your cum boy," Mack repeated this, like a
mantra. Mack's dirty talk sent Justin over the edge.

Justin's back tensed up and he lost control of his body, which began to
spasm.  Mack pushed his finger as far as it would go into Justin's hole and
prodded his prostrate.  Justin clamped down on the big finger and the first
jet of cum shot high into the air, like a geyser. Justin let out a moan of
excitement, sounding almost scripted. He could not believe the incredible
feeling that washed over him as his balls started to expel their heavy
load. Every thought, every feeling was centered on his erupting cock, and
it became the focal point, seemingly, of the entire Universe. Wave after
wave of boy cum shot out of the large, veiny shaft, and Justin was
paralyzed with pleasure.

"OHHHHH!!!!" Justin gasped over and over in euphoric bliss. His body seemed
stuck in one long series of involuntary spasms. Moans of pleasure and
disbelief continued to escape from his lips.

Mack was milking the boy for all he was worth and Justin's hips started to
work back and forth, fucking Mack's hand to match. Mack had found the man
inside of Justin , the boy's instinctual urges emerging for the first
time. It was the most spectacular thing Justin had ever experience.

After his cock had stopped shooting, Mack leaned down and sucked the
remaining cum out of the boy's spent shaft. Justin gave a spasm in response
and gasped again. His sweaty body was exhausted. His chest was rising and
falling fast, at the exhilaration and excitement of his first man on man
encounter. Mack leaned down and kissed the boy and then lay holding the lad
in his arms. They fell into a light afternoon sleep, embraced in each
other's arms.

Justin, smiling at this memory, gave a knock at Mack's trailer door.  "Time
to see my Dad again", he though excitedly.


Want to read more? Let me know if you liked this story so far and I will
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