Date: Thu, 10 Apr 2008 14:43:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Acting Like Daddy

When I was little, Dad used to sleep in my bed when he couldn't sleep with
Mom. This happned whenever Mom's family members stayed with us or when they
argued.

  I must admit I hoped they would fight or someone would visit cause Dad
let me curl up close to him and his arms would surround me. I never slept
as good as when wrapped in his arms like that.

  As I grew older, I realized part of the sensation was that Daddy was
usually naked. When I was about 9 I started sleeping in my underwear so his
skin would press against mine and the feeling was even warmer.

  My penis started getting hard all the time when I turned 12 or so..and it
got so hard it hurt when I curled up against Daddy.

  "How did you sleep?" he would ask in the morning. His hand brushed
against my morning woody. I was embarassed at first but he admired it and
told me it was part of being a man. He even measured it once. I wanted his
approval and told him when I was hard in bed at night too when he joined
me.

  "If you want to jack off, go ahead" he said but I was too nervous to do
that. I wasn't sure why.

  When I was 14, Dad and Mom got into one hell of an argument. It wasn't
fun to hear but I hid in my room and did my homework, cruised the internet
and jacked off looking at naked pictures of men. I had figured out I was
gay by then, or at least suspected it.

  Dad came into my bedroom when I was sitting at the computer desk naked
and hard. He told me it was time to go to bed.

  I turned off the computer and got up. He admired my boner and asked if I
had gotten off yet. When I said I had. He admired the fact I was still
hard. I had never thought about it till then, that my cock stayed hard long
after I jacked off..sometimes doing it several times over night.

  He stripped and got into bed. And I told him I thought I was gay. He
nodded and said it was ok, he loved me no matter.

  That made a weight on my shoulders disappear. I was so grateful. I guess
I thought he'd kick me out or something.

  I pissed and returned to the bed and moved against him and thrilled to
feel his arms slide over and under me pulling me tighter.

  "Tonight we'll find out if you're gay or not" he said as his hand moved
to my cock. He played with it and jacked me off for the first time. It was
so exciting that I think I shot more sperm out then I had ever done
before. Even the tip of my cock hurt.

  "Thank you Daddy" I said and turned over. My hand found his cock too and
I asked him if it was ok.

  He said "we have no secrets" and he gently guided my head down to his
lap. I had never thought about doing it before with anyone but I began to
kiss, lick and put his cock in my mouth.

  He told me what to do and my mouth eventually filled up with his cum. I
swallowed all of it.

  Thats' when he said we were like each other having so much sperm. He also
said we were similar in that we could orgasm several times and asked if I
wanted to see if it was true.

  I said "please".

  The guided me to turnover and as he pulled me back against his body, I
felt his cock go between my asscheeks and pierce me. It hurt but Daddy kept
telling me to "relax" and to "breathe" and stuff.

  He fucked me. I couldn't believe that by the morning I had swallowed
Daddy's cum, and been jacked off by him twice and fucked by him twice. We
didn't sleep really, only short naps.

  In the morning he was hard again. I began to lick and suck him again but
he guided me to straddle him so I sat on his lap with his cock upinside me.

  As his Daddy size hand surrounded my cock he began to jack me and I
involuntarily began to rock on his impaling cock. I lost myself in the
sensations feelign his cock inside me and his hand on my own erection.

  When I came, I let out a yell it was so fantastic. It took me quite
awhile to remember where I was and what I had just done.

  As I regained composure I way laying forward with Daddy's arms around me
and his cock still inside me.

  "We better get cleaned up" Daddy said and I thought he meant my wetness
that had sprayed his hairy chest, chin, and cheek.

  I licked it all up, kissing his skin, nipples and lips as I did it.

  We showered together adn he dried me with a big towel like he used to do
when I was a little child. I knew I wanted to be his little boy forever
after that night.

  Mom and he separated my last year in high school. It was the best year of
my life.

  That is until I had a boy of my own.