Date: Mon, 7 Feb 2011 00:04:10 -0600
From: Leon Hall <leon@hallmountain.com>
Subject: daddy and me a true story  chapter 4

Daddy and Me, A true story Chapter 4

By: Wish Master.

Copyright 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 that involve 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.



When my daddy got home from work I got him alone and told me about Bob and
me.  I left out the part about me seducing him before I sucked his cock.

"I hope nobody else was home.  Tell me you were alone."  I couldn't quite
get a handle on his attitude or emotions.  I think he was OK with it.

"No, it was just the two of us.  I'm telling you daddy, Bob has a wonderful
cock.  It is about 7" and circumcised.  And the boy really knows how to
kiss.  Hard to believe it was his `first rodeo'.  I do think I broke his
cherry though."  Daddy did not say much.  He gave me a little smile and
messed up the hair on my head by rubbing it.  He left my room and went
straight to his lazy boy.  He opened the newspaper, getting lost in the
sports section.

A few weeks went by without much discussion about sex.  During that time
Bob met at the house for mutual blow jobs.  We haven't got to fucking yet.
I figured, why rush it?  I wanted to suck it cock though as often as I
could.  We did meet in the boy's bathroom a couple times.  We both got hall
passes during class to make sure the other guys would be in class.  We were
in the last stall one day.  I had my cock deep in his throat.  Holding his
head with both hands I fucked his face.  He really seemed to like that.  I
could swear he wanted to be dominated.

Any way, we heard the door to the bathroom open.  Both of us froze.
Thinking about it, I froze with my cock down his throat.  He pulled his
cock out and to a silent breath.  The steps got closer to the rear stall.
I could see from under the stall door black pants and black `wing tip'
shoes.  I thought it had to be Mr. Catalono, the vice principal.  I heard
what sounded like a zippo open.  Then came the odor of, no, I don't believe
it.  Mr. Catalono was doing a dubby in the boy's bathroom.  This was
priceless.  It was all we could do to keep it together.  After a few
minutes he exhaled hard a couple times.  We heard the water come on.  I
peeked through the door and saw him washing his face.  He took out a bottle
of some kind of perfume or something and put some on his suit coat.  He
pulled the paper towel and started to dry his face.

"Oh, fuck this place."  With that he left as quickly as he came in.  Bob
and I started to bust a gut.

"Hold it down'. I said catching my breath.  "The entire school will hear
us."  We were too pumped to continue face fucking.  I pulled my pants up
and left the bathroom for class.  We made it a habit to leave separately,
never at the same time.  During the last break Bob asked me if he could
come by my house on the way home.  I told him I had a paper due and would
never touch it if he were there.  We gave each other a rain check.

I started to put my key in the back door of the house.  The door was
already unlocked.  I wondered who could have left it unlocked.  I was the
last one out and I know I locked it behind me.  Then maybe I just thought I
did.  In any case, I pushed the door open and walked in the kitchen.  I
closed and locked the door.  I told us he better never come home and find
the doors unlocked if we were here alone.  I took my back pack off and laid
it on the kitchen sink.  I started rummaging through the frig to see what I
could munch on.  I couldn't help but remember my vice principal smoking in
the boy's bathroom.  I started to think that it made since.  If anyone ever
walked in on him he could just say he smelled the odor and was
investigating.  The perfect plan.

I put three slices of bologna between slices of bread.  I poured some juice
and walked to the table.  I put down my juice and put one of the straps of
my back pack over my shoulder.  With snack in hand I started my trip
upstairs.  As I reached the top of the stairs I heard a noise.  I froze in
my steps.  The sound was coming down the hall near my parent's room.  As
quietly as could I slithered to the bedroom door.  It was kind of stupid.
For all I knew it could have been a burglar.  The door was slightly ajar so
I peeked in.  I saw my mom on her knees in between two legs.  I thought,
"Super, Mom and Daddy were getting a late nooner."  I know I shouldn't have
but I was mesmerized.  Mom was really making noises as she munched down on
my dad's cock.

"Oh your cocks taste to good.  She moaned and slurped as his cock went down
to where she had her nose pushed against his groin.  You know, from behind
my mom is really hot.  She had long brown hair, down to the middle of her
back.  That perfect hour glass shape down to where her ass flared out Sweat
dripping down her back to the ass crack.  Then daddy sat up and took her
head in his hands.  Wait.  What the fuck.  This is not my daddy.  Who the
fuck is banging my mom in my dad's and her bedroom.

"Take my meat down deep you fucking whore.  You like chewing on my bone,
don't you, you fucking slut. Take it all in bitch.  With that he stood up
and took a position behind her.  He grabbed her ass and put the head of his
circumcised cock up next to her ass hole.

My mom started yelling, Yes, fuck me. Fuck me in the ass with that man
cock.  It sooo big.  Shove it deep into my ass and make me cum. Fuck me
like the slut I am. I saw him slam deep in her ass with one stroke.  No
waiting to get used to it.  Just bam.

"Oh Christ that hurts.  You are ripping me apart."  He stopped moving for a
second or two.  I guess to let her get used to the size of his cock in her
ass.  I don't know how big it really was but I know it is bigger than my
daddies

"Shut the fuck up fucking whore. Just shut that pie hole.  A slut like you
needs to have a good ramming.  It is obvious your husband isn't doing the
job.  So shut the fuck up and take my meat deep in your ass."  She began
moaning in the most lustful voice I have ever heard.  I snuck in and
watched one of Daddy's sex tapes once.  The women in the take moaned also.
But nothing like what was coming out of my mommy's mouth.  I could see my
mom start so tighten up and begin quivering.  "Oh Fuck, I'm cuming.  Oooh
it's wonderful.  Oh fuck me, fuck me. Now they were both moaning at the
same time.  I could see his ass cheeks tighten.  I know he was filling mom
with his seed.

The next thing I was both the sweaty bodies limp on the bed.  Mom was
against the mattress and he was on top of her.

The guy in my Daddy's to a position resting on the head board.  Mom got up
and went to the bathroom.  I know this is sick but as her sweaty body
walked to the bathroom with her hair messed up and tangled in this guy's
sweat.  I thought to myself how hot she looked.  I know she should not be
fucking this guy.  But she was hot.  My cock was stretching out the zipper
of my jeans.  I felt the pre-cum building on it head.  Then flash, back to
the moment.  Who the fuck was this guy?  I never saw him before.  And, why
was Mom sucking this guy's cock in my parent's bed?  Thought started racing
through my head.  I had long time forgot about my sandwich and juice.  I
heard the sound of the toilet flushing.  Mom was going to be coming back
into the room.  I can't let her know what I saw.  Fuck, what does this
mean?  What if Daddy finds out?  Will they get a divorce?  So on and on,
the thoughts kept racing through my brain.

I slowly back down the hall to my room.  As I entered my room I closed the
door loud enough that I knew they heard me.  All I heard was some muffled
voices and the sound of someone running down the stairs.  From the sound of
it, I think he fell near the bottom of the stairs.  The front door slammed
and everything became scary quiet.  I sat on my bed clutching my back pack.
My eyes started to tear up.  What was going to happen now?

I heard a knocking on my bedroom door.  It was more of a tapping than a
knock.  "Leon, are you in there?  I stayed still and quiet.  "Come on
honey, mommy wants to talk with you."  "Can I come in?"  I walked over and
slowly opened the door.  Mom was standing there in her pink robe.  The one
Daddy bought her last Christmas.  "Hi.  How long have you been home?"

"I guess you can say, long enough".  No use trying to make her think I
didn't know.  I walked by to my bed and regained my position with my back
pack.

"Darling, it is very hard to explain.  I don't think I can make you, at
your age, understand.  It is complicated..."

"I understand my Mom was in my parent's bedroom fucking a man I don't
know."

"Don't talk that way.  Whoever taught you to use such language?

"Can it Mom.  What I don't know is what is going to happen to the family
now?  Are you going to tell Daddy?  I sure as hell am not going to be the
one to tell him.  He's going to shit."

"That's what you don't understand baby.  Your dad doses know.  The guy saw
was a customer of your dad's.  Your dad asked me if I would be nice to him.
I didn't know what to do.  I and your dad have not been having sex for a
while.  I guess since before you were in Jr. High.  I didn't really want to
but I thought about it and I need love and sex too."  I couldn't believe my
ears.  Daddy wanted my mom to fuck one of his customers in his bedroom.

"I don't know mom.  It stinks to me.  I'm sure you don't want Peggy and the
other kids to find out."

"No I don't and I trust you not to say anything.  I only hope you will come
to understand when you get older."

I suppose this would be a bad time to tell her daddy is not fucking her
because he is fucking me.  What a mess.  I want the rights to the movie..