Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2013 21:09:33 -0400 From: Noah Mackie <noahjo71@gmail.com> Subject: Dad Helps Me Move 3 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! -- From the last chapter: "Ugh...Jace?" I turned my head in dad's direction and had to do a double-take before shock set in. There was my father, standing completely bare...water running down his gorgeous chest, down the perfect V at his crotch, and pausing at the tip of...HIS HALF HARD COCK, before dropping to the carpet below! Damnit what I wouldn't give to be one of those drops... "Umm...ugh..." "We, ugh...seem to be out of dry towels." Dad said with this weird kind of half-grin on his face while reaching up to run a hand through his wet mop of hair... -- Eventually, I came to realize that not only was my jaw just about hanging to the floor, but I was staring right at my dad's member! I raised my eyes to look into his face where I saw a grin that could have made the devil himself squirm. You know, one of those mischeivous smiles where you know the person has done something they know is "bad" but they really don't give a damn! "Dad! What are you doing?!" Dad slowly made his way to the side of my bed and sat down beside me. Meanwhile, I tried my hardest not to have a stroke (pardon the pun)from having my naked dad sitting mere inches from me. "Jace, I want to talk to you about last night." 'Oh god...here it comes,' I thought, especially since dad almost never used my name unless he meant business. "Okay..." "Well, the thing is...I don't want you to feel uncomfortable about what happened. I want you to know I am well aware you find me attractive and that it is very flattering to me." I could have died right then and there. I could feel my face grow hot instantly, and I'm almost positive that the panic I was feeling showed on my face as I glanced down to study the duvet on the bed. "Hey...", dad said as he gently grabbed my chin and pulled my eyes up to look in his. "I want you to know I feel this is all my fault..." "What do you mean? "Well I think what you did last night was very brave. I realize now that I haven't exactly brought you up with the right beliefs regarding your body." I must have looked very confused, which I was, because dad continued almost immediately. "I never really brought you up to feel proud of your body. It'slike I just went along with society--I never really taught you that your body was something natural, and not something that should be treated as taboo in any way. I should have been a role model by showing you that you should be proud by acting like I was proud of my own." "Okay..." I know that was the worst answer ever but I really wasn't sure what else to say. "Anyway, my point is that things are going to be different from now on. I don't want you to feel any guilt in "showing off" anymore. I'm certainly going to be doing the same." Did I just hear what I thought I heard?! Dad is planning on being naked around me more often?! "Thanks dad. I really appreciate that." "Good. You're a very handsome guy buddy. Don't you EVER forget it!" he said as he ruffled my hair. I returned his smile before saying "Are you done with the bathroom? I think I'll take my shower now." "It's all yours bud." I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and started undressing. What the hell was that? My mind was whirling trying to figure out what exactly just happened. My dad just explained that he was sorry for not being naked around me more often when I was younger and was hoping to make it up to me now? I got in the shower and decided I wouldn't try to dissect the situation any more. Any way I looked at it, I just couldn't help feeling pleased with this sudden turn of events. When I was done in the shower I found a dry towel (easily) and dried off before wrapping it around my waist. I walked out to find dad sitting in bed on his laptop again. Of course, this scene reminded me of last night and my dick began to plump up a bit. I walked over and bent down at my suitcase to pick out some clothes for the day. As I stood up I felt a hand touch my lower back. "Wow, you forgot our little chat already?" dad chuckled in my ear. The hand moved slightly lower to grab ahold of the top of the towel and pulled, letting it drop to the floor. I could feel dad's warm breath on the back of my neck and leaned my head to one side, kind of like I was begging for something, anything, to happen. Both of dad's hands now rested on my naked hips. "That's better," he said before letting his hands drop to his sides, and he walked back to his bed. Well. If I wasn't confused by these new developments before, I am now! And to think...it's only 8am! - By two o'clock that afternoon, both dad's and my back teeth were floating so to speak. We decided we needed to stop and grab some snacks as well as stretch out our legs a bit. Within the next ten minutes we came upon a gas station with a diner at the side of the highway. We pulled into the lot, parked the truck, and high-tailed it to the washroom. We walked in to see only two urinals side by side. At this point I really wasn't thinking about being modest, and took the urinal on the right while dad took the left. I had always had a bit of a shy bladder but I must have needed to go real bad because I let fly right away. I could hear dad start as well, and we both kind of let out that small sigh that can only be caused by major relief from discomfort. I glanced over at dad and was surprised to see him staring down, not at his own cock, but at mine! I finished pissing, and dad glanced up to see me staring at him. *cough* "Guess we both really needed to go, eh?" He zipped up and walked to the row of sinks on the other side of the room. 'This is getting weirder by the minute...' I thought. - Finally, at about six o'clock that evening we made it to my apartment. After discussing it, my parents and I decided that having a "bachelor pad" would be better for my studies as opposed to living in a dorm. Plus, this would allow for more space so my parents could come visit and just stay with me, which they made clear they hoped to do often. I knew they would miss me when I was gone, dad especially. We managed to carry my bed up the single flight of stairs to my apartment, as well as my dresser and a few boxes before calling it quits for the day. We settled into starting to unpack the few boxes we had already brought up. "I'll start with this box over here," dad said, choosing a box marked "Clothes". I was very focused on emptying the contents of a box filled with sheets so I could make up the bed when I heard "Well, well, well! What have we here?!" A shiver ran right down my spine as I spun around to see dad holding my one and only dildo. DAMN! I forgot I had packed it in there!! It wasn't anything huge, only 6.5 inches but still! Dad's should not come across their son's sex toys! If there was a time for me to be mortified, that was it. Dad only chuckled before saying "Oh, don't be embarrassed son. Hey, whatever floats your boat right?" Somehow that did little to calm me down. Turning back around, I figured I may as well make it look like I was busy so I wouldn't have to answer. "Nature is calling again," he said as he started walking past me in the direction of the bathroom. Just as he was behind me I felt the palm of one of his strong hands playfully slap my ass. "I never figured you to be a bottom," he said with a wink before disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door. THIS WAS GETTING TO BE TOO MUCH! It wasn't long before dad returned and we decided we would turn in early. It had been another very long day. Dad and I both got undressed, but I just left my boxers on and exchanged my shirt for a ratty old tee. I figured dad was just going to put on his sleep pants and old shirt, but that went right out the window soon enough. "I think I'm going to try sleeping in the buff tonight. Never tried...not even before I married your mother. I hope you don't mind since you'll be sharing a bed with your old man." Him? Old? "No, not at all!" Perhaps that sounded a bit too enthusiastic... Dad just kind of smirked again. We both hopped in bed, and settled in. "Goodnight buddy." "Night dad." - I was awoken by a sudden shift of the bed. I had always been a light sleeper, and I was all too awake now that dad had rolled over and was spooning my backside. God the things people do in their sleep...if he only knew! This is awkward...good thing it isn't me spooning him or he'd be stabbed by a rod of steel. Suddenly I felt the tips of dad's fingers running over the fly of my boxers. OH MY GOD! He started rubbing my crotch from outside my underwear while at the same time starting to rock into me. It quickly became very clear that not only was dad very hard, but he was grinding his cock against my ass! There's no way this is happening. He must be dreaming and thinking that I'm mom! His hand on my dick was causing me to get a bit hot and bothered to say the least, and I could feel a drop of precum travel up my pipe and dribble out into the fabric that was my boxer shorts. Damn. What do I do?! I figured I'd do the only thing I could. I lay there and decided to let things run their course, hoping dad wouldn't wake up and discover what was going on. Dad began to groan repeatedly which I knew could only mean one thing...he was getting close! He kept rocking as he began to fondle my cock a bit more roughly. Oh man he was going to make me cum too! This situation was just too much for me to take! I sensed a sudden extra burst of energy in dad's movements before he let out a moan and I felt dad's wet load shooting up the back of my shirt. That did me in. As dad was still shooting his juice on me completely soaking my back and butt, I exploded into my boxer shorts. I had to bite down on the pillow just to keep myself from letting out a moan that would surely wake the whole neighbourhood let alone dad. When everything was said and done, I lay there coming down from my orgasmic high. Dad's hand slowly moved to cross my chest in a fatherly embrace and I could hear his breathing deepen. As I was blacking out, I hear a small whisper in my ear. "I love you son..." My last thought before falling asleep was that dad had been awake the whole time! -- Thanks again to everyone who sent me kind words (and pics) in response to the last chapter. Sorry it took a little longer to be written than the last chapter but unfortunately I have been doing battle with cold and flu season. Again, if you would like to see Jace and his father develop their love further, drop me a line at noahjo71@gmail.com so I know to continue. Don't be strangers!