Date: Fri, 04 Jan 2013 17:35:03 -0400
From: Noah Mackie <noahjo71@gmail.com>
Subject: Dad Helps Me Move

The usual applies.  All rights reserved by the author.  While this story is
intended for the reader's pleasure, it is NOT intended for duplication
without the author's consent.  This is a story involving sexual acts
between a consenting adult and his father.  By reading this story, you
acknowledge that you are over the age of 18 (21 in some areas); if you
aren't, sorry but you will have to leave.  This story is a work of fiction,
and any likeness to any real-life people, places, or events are purely
coincidental.

Now that the dry stuff is out of the way, my name is Noah, 20, and this is
my very first story.  That being said, if you have any comments at all,
please feel free to send me an email at noahjo71@gmail.com.  My continuing
to write for nifty will depend on the feedback I receive. I'd love to hear
from you!

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Hey guys, my name is Jace and I just turned 18.  If I were to label myself
as any type of guy I would have to say I'm nerdy but fit.  A guy can be
brainy and hit the gym regularly, can't he?  Anyway, I'm about 6'1 and
170lbs.  Over the past few years, I've really turned my body into something
to be proud of, with the hint of a great set of abs and a set of pecs that
took many hours of hard work with the free weights.  I have brown hair and
green eyes that some have described as piercing.  I know what you all are
thinking..."Hurry up and describe the goods!"  Well, I wouldn't say I'm
large in any sense, but I've certainly never had any complaints.  With a
nice, thick 7 inch cut cock you could say I do alright in the sex
department.

Now that you have a little background information on who I am, I'd like to
tell you about something that happened just two weeks ago.

I guess you could say I'm not what you would call a "normal" teenager,
although who's to say what's normal?  See, although I could get anybody I
wanted to play around with, I didn't seem to really lust after anybody.
Anybody, except my dad that is.  See, I had come to terms with the fact
that I was gay two years ago at the age of 16.  I came out to both my
parents not long after.  Both of them were extremely cool with it and
basically said they just wanted me to be happy. I think that really made us
all grow closer.

Once I had accepted everything, it really wasn't hard to realize that the
man I had been lusting after was simply the man that I would see from time
to time leaving the bathroom after his shower with nothing but a skimpy
towel wrapped around his lithe waist.

My dad, being only 38 at the time the events of this story took place, was
a god in my eyes to say the least.  He was definitely the man I modeled
myself after.  Coming in at 6 feet on the dot, his sculpted chest and slim
torso were enough to make any gay man drool.  If that weren't enough, he
had a pair of biceps that I would call capable of tender love, as well as
breaking another man in two. Not that he would ever resort to that though,
as dad preferred to be a gentle man that resorted to talking things out
rather than taking things out to the parking lot.  His light brown hair,
and chocolate brown eyes gave him that unassuming look, causing most to
give him a sort of trust that most would only give to those they've known
for a good while.

On the odd occasion that I got a peek of dad in the buff, I was always
shocked to see his great 7.5 inch cut cock dangling between those muscular
legs. Don't get me wrong, my dad wasn't shy about his body, and we weren't
a very conservative family; the opportunity for him to be naked infront of
me wasn't common since my mom preffered everyone to be composed around each
other.  But when I did get to see him?  Man...there isn't anyone out there
that I could truthfully say I desire more.

It all started a month ago when I got that legal envelope in the mail. I
had been accepted to a very nice university on the east coast!  I was
absolutely ecstatic.  I knew it would be the first step in the process of
following my dream of getting into movie animation.  Unfortunately it would
mean moving halfway across the country, but I knew it was a price I had to
pay.

Both my parents were very happy for me to say the least, and although they
knew it would mean my leaving them, they were pleased that I would really
be starting my own life.  I think my dad was the most happy for me.  He
gave me one of the best hugs, and of course I had to force myself to think
of things like dead kittens to prevent my boner from growing too
noticeable.

My parents and I had a long talk and it was decided that dad and I would
rent a truck in two weeks time, pack up everything I would be taking, and
make the trek out east.  I have to say I was excited to get to spend some
alone time with my dad.

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Finally, the day had come.  After some very long, emotional goodbyes (one
of those ones where my mom got the entire shoulder of my t-shirt soaked),
it was time to hit the road.  Dad and I hopped in the truck we had rented
and we were off!

The ride was uneventful.  Dad and I made really good time, but we we hadn't
anticipated the traffic of a country music festival in one of the larger
cities along our route.  I hate country music, but in this case it was a
blessing.  By the time we finally made it to the next city over, it was
getting late and we decided it would be best to just pick a hotel for the
night.

After grabbing a bite to eat, we headed up to our room.  It wasn't five
star, but it was a good sized room, it was clean, and the bathroom was what
I would call somewhat upscale.  Dad had rented a double room with two queen
beds so there was tons of room for the both of us.

Dad decided to take a shower and I took the opportunity to check my email
and whatnot.  I hadn't really been paying attention when he went in there
so I was kind of hoping he would come out in some state of undress.  You
can imagine how saddened I was to see dad leave the bathroom fully dressed
in his sleepwear of an old t-shirt and light cotton pants.  The only bright
side was the pants often allowed me to see the beast between his legs
swinging around, kind of like it was trying to tease me on purpose.  Man
what I wouldn't give to play with that cock...suck on it even.

"It's all yours buddy", dad said as he flopped down on his bed.

Neither of us had time to shower that morning.  We just got up, threw on
some clothes, said our goodbyes, and left.

"Sounds good", I said as I closed my laptop and got up to move towards the
bathroom.  Meanwhile, dad was opening his laptop.

As I said, the bathroom was nice and I really enjoyed taking a nice hot
shower.  My muscles seemed to be a bit stiff from loading up the truck the
day before.  Once I was done, I hopped out of the shower and looked around
the bathroom for a towel.  Nothing. No towels that weren't in a dampened
ball in the corner of the floor. Dad must have used the only large towel
not realizing that it was the only one!  My mind immediately started
thinking, and my cock began to plump up a bit.  Although we weren't shy
with each other, there hadn't really been an opportunity for dad to see me
naked in a couple years. We never really got to work out together, so the
last time I could remember him seeing me nude was a beach vacation we had
taken with mom a couple years ago when we used some public showers quickly.
That would have been before I started working on the toned form I have
today.

I quickly decided I would tease him a bit and guage his reaction...you
know...show off for a few kicks.  I didn't expect anything to happen mind
you...I just wanted to see what he would do.  What I got though was a lot
more than I had ever dreamed would happen between me and my dad...


To Be Continued!

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Again, let me know what you think and if you want me to continue.  Or just
say hi if you have like interests!  -> noahjo71@gmail.com