Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2011 17:43:52 -0600
From: Leon Hall <leon@hallmountain.com>
Subject: daddy and me a  true story chapter 3

Daddy and Me, A true story Chapter 3

By: Wish Master.

Copy right all rights reserved.

Like the other two chapters this on contains sexually descriptive nature.
It is intended for persons of legal age and living in a municipality where
it is allowed.  If stories of sex between boys and men offends you, please
don't continue to read.  The intent of this story is to share experiences
not cause `shock and aw.



Have you ever considered the fact that you may never think about or notice
a certain automobile model?  But if you happen to buy one, all of a sudden
you see hundreds of the same model on the road with you.  Well, that is how
I started viewing sex with older me and boys my age years ago.  I believe
your perspective changes.  Some people may ask, "How do they find others to
have sex with?"  As with the auto example the radar is working and it seems
we all give off an odor or smell (lol).  That being said, I will continue
with another chapter from my child hood.

We came home from Washington State in time for me to go back to middle
school.  I didn't like school one bit and it wasn't until I entered college
and received my Ph.D. I started thinking about the opportunity to learn.  I
did enjoy hooking up with my friends I did not see during most of the
summer.  The first friend I got back with was my best friend Bob Harding.
He was a tall, skinny kid who had a obvious feminine side.  He was about 6'
tall and weighed in at 90 to 100 pounds.  I am sure no more.  He had lots
of hair on his arms and skinny legs.  Anyway, we made contact during our
first break of the day.  Remember, we used to call them recess.  We did the
normal `bouncing our chest together' and horsing around.  It was my last
year in Jr. High.

I asked bob to come over to my house after school to bum around.  Normally,
we went to help his parents in one of the stores they owned.  What a name,
Toot N Totem.  It came from the stores they had in Texas where the customer
drove into the drive through with their shopping list and "tooted" the car
horn.  The guy at the window would take the list, fill the order and,
you're catching up, "tot" the groceries to where the customer parked in the
lot.

But this story is not about grocery stores.  We got to my house before
anyone else.  My sister Peggy was in high school and got home later.  Jane
and the other kids always went to a sitter's house and waited for my dad to
pick them up after work.  Bob was wearing his typical Bermuda shorts and
short sleeve, button down the front shirt.  He didn't wear under shirts.
We sat on the my bed and were looking at some of my baseball cards.  For
some reason, Bob always sat on one of his legs bent at the knee.  Like a
girl would. I was looking at his hairy arms and legs and my cock was
starting to grow.  I was wearing my `uniform of the day' blue jeans and T
shirt so I felt he did not notice my predicament.  Remember I said he did
not wear under shirts?  Well, this day he did not wear under shorts.
Besides being `goo goo' looking at his dark eyes and thick lips him sit the
way he was.  I really wanted to kiss him.  I was afraid I would scare him
away if I tried.

I looked at his shorts and I could see up his thigh because of the wide
short legs.  I saw what looked like thin pubic hair.  I got on my knee and
acted as though I was looking for something under the bed.  With my head at
that level I had a clear view of a beautiful thick, cut, cock.  I remained
in that position.  I thought I would drool and give myself away.  Gads, it
was beautiful.

"Bob I see you are commando today.  I can't help but see your dick."  He
turned beet read.  He even started to stutter.

"Well,,, I didn't want,,,, I mean I was rushed this morn...  I just didn't
wear any."

"Hey, I'm not teasing you.  I think it is hot.  I have seen your cock in
the shower at school but never this close.  It really looks nice."  I could
tell he was starting to get his composure back and the red went away.

"You mean you've been looking at my think in the school shower.  I never
noticed.  Do you do that to all the guys?  Like a queer or something?  That
is really lamb."  He didn't appear to be made at me and he didn't seem to
be happy with the idea of me checking him out.

"Listen, we all check each other out.  And if you day you don't you'd lie
about anything.  You have to admit you compare your stuff to other
guys. That's normal."  The topic was not making him comfortable, I could
tell.  But I had him on the line.  The subject was out like it or not.  I
think your dick looks great.  I do believe it is bigger than mine."

"Why would you day that?  He said with a sheepish smie.

"I'm circumcised like you and you look like you are thicker than me.  Maybe
longer."  I just came out and said it, "Let's measure."

"WHAT??  HEAR? You mean NOW??

"Way not?  We are both guys, right?

"Yeah."

"We are best friends.  Right?"

"Yeaaaah"

"What's the harm?  It's not like we are guy or anything like that.  You
aren't gay are you?"  (I had to throw that in.  What a dick I am).  Tell
you what.  I will show you mine.  If you don't feel like it you don't have
to show me yours.  Fair enough?  Well, I didn't wait for an answer.  I
stood up, kicked off my gym shoes and dropped my pants to the floor.  I
still had my T shirt on.  He just sat there fixated on my cock.  I think I
even saw a small amount of drool in the corner of his mouth.

"Wow, I don't know what to say.  That is the first time I saw another guys
thing up close."

"What do you think?  You can touch it if you want.  Don't worry it doesn't
bite.  At least not yet. No, go ahead and feel it."  I reached out my right
had and took his wrist.  I pulled his hand close to my cock and put it in
his hand.  He was still, just staring and my cock.  I felt his had close
around my shaft.  I really started boning up then.  As he felt and saw my
cock get hard his mouth opened.

"Hey, that feels nice.  Does it feel good to have me hold it?"

"Of course it feels nice.  It always feels to have my cock held by another
guy, especially you, my best friend."  I saw the shorts begin to bulge as
his cock was growing.  Apparently, you think it feels good to hold it.
Your dick is giving you away."

"Yeah, I guess it is.  This is kind of cool.  Aren't you afraid someone
might come home and catch us?"

"Nah, we have a couple hours to spare."  I didn't even ask him, I reach out
and started to unzip his fly.  It wasn't easy because he was still sitting.
On cue, he stood and allowed me to unzip him and the shorts dropped to the
floor."  Oh boy Bob, you are beautiful.  "More beautiful that I would have
ever guessed."

I had it in my hands and I was not going to let it go.  I gently stroked
his growing tool.  I could see a little pre-cum glistening on the slit.
Without saying anything I went to my knees and placed it in my mouth.  I
closed my mouth and started swirling my tongue around it.  His knees
buckled a little and I could hear him moan and quiver.  I pushed his rod in
and out of my mouth, stopping at my lips.  After a few strokes I took his
cock out and looked up at him.  "Well, old friend, what do you think?"  I
felt him starting to pant.

"I have never felt anything like this before.  I love it.  Is that bad?"
His voice sounded like a small child asking for a cookie.

"I hope not.  I have been sucking dicks for a couple years.  I started with
my Dad."  He jumped in.

"No way.  Your Dad?  You have been sucking your Dad's thing?"

"First of all, it is not a thing.  It is a cock, dick, tool, rod, but not a
thing.  And yes, my daddy and me have been fucking since I was 11.  It is
so cool."

"And your dad sucks your thing, I mean cock?

"You bet.  The best cock sucker I know.  I know he would love to suck
yours.  He is almost 8" and thick.  Accept he is not circumcised like we
are."  I gently pushed him back to a sitting position on my bed. I pushed
him a little further and he was lying down with his legs dangling off the
bed.  I had unhampered access to his cock, which was now hard as a
telephone pole.  I held his shaft with my right hand and cupped his balls
with my left.  His balls were really hairy and felt like they were full of
boy juice.

With each stroke of my lips his cock went further down my throat.  Soon, my
chin was touching his balls.  I must say, 7" never tasted so good.  He just
layed there and moaned in pleasure.  I felt his balls starting to retract.
His shaft was beginning to harden.  The head of his cock seemed to flare.
Next thing I know he started to yell.

"Oh Gawd Leon, something is happening.  Oooh.  Oh fuck."  And with that he
started pumping his warm boy juice down my throat.  I pulled his cock out
enough to catch his cum in my mouth.  I thought he would never stop
shooting.  Gulp after gulp I swallowed.  A small amount escaped near the
crack of my mouth.  Soon he stopped shooting.  I didn't release his cock
from my mouth.  Savoring the taste I began to clean his rod with my mouth
and tongue.

"Stop Leon, It is really sensitive.  It almost hurts."  I slowly released
my mouth grip and pulled his cock out.  I got up off my knees and laid on
top of him.  I began to kiss him passionately.  He opened his mouth to
allow my darting tongue in.  He tasted the nectar of his sweet boy juice.

"I love you Bob, you know that don't you?

"Wow, I think I love you too."  We got dressed and without saying much he
left the house.  I was floating around my room.  I got to drink my best
friends cum.  And he enjoyed it as much as I did.  Bob didn't suck me off
that afternoon.  This one was on me.  I am sure my time will come.