Date: Sat, 28 Oct 2000 14:21:51 -0400
From: FckMeDad <fckmedad@hotmail.com>
Subject:"Daddydogs" (M/t Incest/Oral/Best/True)

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DADDYDOGS


The following recounting is a personal memory which took place many
years ago.
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I was an average sized boy, definitely not small, but also not very
coordinated and so I didn't like to play ball or anything that
required strength and fast reflexes. And for a while there, I did get
a bit pudgy about the time of my puberty.
But I always had quite a beautiful face, unusually handsome for a boy,
but not at all girly. I also had pale white skin, and deep set very
dark brown eyes, which combined with my absolutely straight hair
always caused adults to comment on my looks. In those days the guys
always used to say the same thing to their barbers: "Nothing off the
top; just trim the sides and back"! So my dark brown hair had a little
length to it and it showed a reddish shine when in the sunlight.


My Dad was a big guy. About 6 feet tall, and broad shoulders and thick
build. He had a beer gut, but he certainly wasn't what anyone would
call "fat". Just a typical middle-aged guy with a gut stretching out
the front of his white tee shirts and being supported by his belt
slung low under it. He never wore "jeans", but always wore green or
khaki work pants. He worked in the paper mill and so when he'd come
home from work, he'd have a sort of sulpher smell about him and his
clothes. Not stinky, but kind of like brown kraft paper towels, if you
know what I mean. Like those you find in public restrooms. And when it
was hot, he'd take off his shirt and work about the barn and yard bare
chested. I was born late in his life, so he was middle aged when I was
young, and his chest was covered in graying hair. He had hairy legs
and arms and shoulders and even some on his back.
His head still had a pretty good covering of hair, but thinning and
receding a bit. He had been a blond, but was already grayed when I
came along. He had very blue eyes. I've seen pictures of him when he
was a young man and he was really handsome.


He and I did have a strained relationship from time to time. He wasn't
very patient and he like to drink beer, which didn't help any when he
was trying to teach me something and I just couldn't get it. He'd get
pissed off and swear and then drink some more. So he made me nervous
and I was always trying hard to please him and not get him upset.


My Dad had hunting dogs when I was a boy. And one time he decided that
he would breed one of the bitches when she came in season. She was a
good size bitch, and the only non-neutered dog we had then was
noticeably smaller then she was. So this day my Dad was telling me
about what he was going to do and he told me that I should watch and
learn while I had the opportunity.


We kept our dogs chained up so they wouldn't run, and he told me to go
get the bitch and bring it out back behind the barn. Our buildings
were at an intersection and so close to both roads. But this happened
out in back of the barn, which was away from the neighbors, but still
it was close enough for anyone to have hollered a greeting----or to
have seen what happened if they had come out behind their own
buildings.


He had kept the dog away from the bitch, so I went to get it. I
unhooked the chain and Queenie was so excited to see me that she began
jumping up and she actually knocked me over. I was pissed at first but
then I just thought it was typical of my uncoordination, so I laughed
and got up and started to try to lead her where I wanted to go. At
first she headed in the other direction and I had to holler at her and
yank the chain. My Dad heard me hollering so he whistled real loud
like he did when he was hunting with the dogs, and yelled her name.
She pricked up her ears and immediately turned around and dashed off
in the direction of the sound, pulling me along after her.


When Queenie and I came around the corner, she saw Rocky and Dad and
started barking and dashed right over to them, still pulling me along
behind her. There was such a commotion as the dogs jumped around each
other that they wrapped Dad's legs in the chains. He started swearing
and yelling at me to haul her back. "Hold her godamnit!" "Pull her
back! Come on take up that slack, Boy, and get her under control" So
naturally, right away I was nervous and freaked out that Dad was angry
and yelling.


Finally we got the dogs brought up short on their chains and separated
and a bit calmed down, though Rocky must have got Queenie's heat
scent, because he was whining in a way I'd never heard, and he was
dripping drool out of his mouth and panting wildly.


It was a real hot day, and both dogs were panting loudly and Daddy was
dripping sweat from all over his head and chest and back. He was
sweating so much that the wetness was spreading down below his belt
and showing dark areas on his pants in the front and in the back above
his ass. I was sweating too, but I still had my shirt on.


Dad said, "Now Boy, hold Queenie still, so's Rocky can get at her
cunt"


I was shocked as I had never heard Dad say that word before and
thought of it as dirty, nasty and sexy, when some of the older guys at
school used to say it. Right away, I got a tingle in my crotch and
butterflies in my stomach. And I think at that moment my dick started
swelling in my briefs.


Dad could see I was sweating and my shirt was soaked, so he told me to
take my shirt off as it might be hard work standing out here in the
hot sun while we wait. I didn't know what he meant, but I did as he
said.


"Now hold that bitch tight, Boy!" Dad demanded. I did as I was told
trying to hold Queenie still, though she was moving all the time and
trying to turn around.


"Come on Rocky; Fuck this bitch good!" Dad shouted. My eyes popped in
their sockets and my prick popped up hard in my briefs when I heard
Dad shout that. I felt all hot on the inside and I knew something was
happening to me, but I was confused that I got a hard on.


"Get on her, boy. Come on. Fuck her! Make me some pups, boy"


I was getting so confused that I thought Dad was talking to me and I
wanted to do the right thing, so I pushed Queenie's head down and
straddled her neck with my own legs while holding her collar with both
hands. All her twisting and wiggling made my aroused cock get even
harder and I was getting real turned on, but it was such a new
experience that I didn't know what was happening.


Dad laughed at me, and hollered "Whooee! Are you gonna fuck her too,
Boy?"


I didn't know what he was talking about, but since he had laughed I
thought I must have done something right for once and laughed too.


"That's a good idea you got there, Boy. Don't squeeze her neck too
hard, but keep it right there between your legs."


And then he dragged Rocky's head and shoved his nose under Queenie's
tail.


"Come on boy, you got work to do. Lick her hole and get at it, we
don't want to be out here all day."


At first Rocky didn't seem to know what to do as he pulled his head
back and tried to back away. Dad shoved him forward again, and again
he backed away.


"This fucking dog is as inexperienced as you, Boy! I guess I'm going
to have to show him what to do."


And then Dad reached his free hand under Queenie's tail and I couldn't
tell what he was doing, but Queenie started hunching her back up and
her tail started snapping around in a way I'd never seen it do before.


"What are you doing Dad" I asked him.


"Fucking this bitch with my fingers to get her going, so's her stink
will get roused up and excite Rocky" he said to my shocked ears. I
couldn't believe my Dad was sticking his fingers into Queenie's
asshole, since that's where I thought he was doing it.


My prick was getting harder but it was bent in my briefs and it was
feeling real uncomfortable. I tried to wiggle around to get it to
straighten out, but since I had to hold Queenie's head between my
legs, and I didn't want to let go of her collar, I couldn't get it
right.


About that time, Dad pulled his fingers out and brought them up to his
nose and took a big sniff.


"Whooee! Now she's juicing, Boy. Old Rocky gonna's get his first taste
of cunt juice now"

And he took his fingers and shoved them right into Rocky's mouth.
Rocky immediately started licking and soon he was frantically licking
Daddy's fingers.


"That's the stud, now get to work, boy!" And he again took Rocky's
head and shoved it down under Queenie's tail. This time Rocky didn't
back away, but instead started licking and slurping on Queenie's
asshole. Or so I thought. I was a bit naive at that time, as you can
tell.


"Good boy, now he's getting it. Now he'll figure out what to do." Dad
said.


And at that moment Rocky pulled his head back and jumped up on
Queenie's back.

Before I thought, I shouted, "Down Rocky, get down!"


And Rocky flopped off to the side and looked confused.


My Dad hollered at me, "Geezus, Boy, what the fuck did you do that
for? You've got him skitterish. Now you just shut up and let me run
this show."


And with that, Dad reached down and dragged Rocky's front legs up onto
Queenie's back. But Rocky seemed confused and tried to get down again.

"See what you've done; you've scared him." Dad said. "This bitch is
gonna get fucked if I have to do it myself!" he shouted.


"Now Boy, listen to me. When I haul Rocky's legs up on Queenie, I want
you to grab his paws with both your hands. Just make sure you keep
Queenie's head between your legs, but for crissake, don't squeeze her
neck"


So Dad dragged Rocky's front end up on Queenie's back and I let go of
her collar and I grabbed one of Rocky's paws in each hand and held
onto him. This sort of made me have to bend over at the waist more and
I found that my stiff cock was rubbing on Queenie's neck through my
pants. And it felt funny, but kind of good too, even though it was
bent and trapped.


But Rocky still didn't seem to know what to do, so Dad reached under
Rocky's tail and said: "I guess I'm gonna have to shove his godamn
prick up her cunt myself".


Hearing Daddy use all these "dirty" words, and the movement of
Queenie's body between my legs, was really getting me turned on. Plus
the smell of Dad's sweaty body was filling the air and mixing with the
sex smell from the dog's and I was being inundated with arousal.


"What are you doing, Daddy?" I asked him. "I'm grabbing Rocky's prick
and trying to shove it in Qeenie's box, so's he can fuck a litter into
her. Damn stupid dog doesn't even know how to fuck. I thought all
males knew how to fuck by instinct. You know how to fuck don't ya,
Boy?"


My dick swelled harder and I groaned and hunched forward a bit at the
same time.


"What's the matter kid? You got a rod on? Huh? Is that what's the
matter?"


"Nnnno" I stammered, fully freaked out and embarrassed and afraid that
Dad would get mad at me.


"I bet you do, Boy. Nothing to be ashamed of. It's just sex kid. Can't
help getting excited around sex, Boy."


"Look I've got a big rod too" he said, as he cupped his swollen cock
with his free hand and I saw a huge bulge down the inside of his
thigh. "Nothing to worry about, Boy, we'll take care of that later".
And he grabbed Rocky's hind end and began pushing it towards Queenie.
Once, twice, three times Daddy did this. Suddenly on the fourth time,
Rocky started shaking and thrusting his hind end back and forth by
himself.


"That's it, Rocky, now you've got the hang of it. Fuck this bitch and
fill her with your puppies. Go on, boy! Give it to her!"


"Whooee, look at him go, Boy. He's really giving it to her now"

And I could tell he was giving it to her, because Queenie was shaking
and wriggling around and rubbing on my crotch and making my cock
harder and harder.


"Daddy, my cock is hurting. Queenie's rubbing it and it aches. Can I
let go of Rocky and fix it?" I asked him.


"Geezus no! Don't let go of Rocky's paws. I don't want anything to
happen to interrupt this again."


"Here I'll fix that for you, Boy" Dad said. And he reach over and
pulled my zipper down and stuck his hand inside my pants and felt
around for my cock. Between Queenie wriggling around between my legs
and my Dad's hand inside my pants I couldn't help it and I started
thrusting my hips back and forth without thinking.


"All hot and bothered ain't ya, Boy?" he laughed.


"Unnh, unnh!" was all I could moan still confused and a bit dazed
about everything.


At that moment, Dad grabbed hold of my cock and straightened it out
and gave it a squeeze in his big hand and I groaned loudly and really
began jerking my hips and without thinking about it, started fucking
Daddy's hand for all I was worth.


"Whoeee, you are hot aren't ya, Boy! That's OK. Go for it, Boy. Fuck
Dad's hand like Rocky's fucking Queenie's cunt. Shoot your load in
Dad's hand, while Rocky shoot's his puppy seed in Queenie's cunt. Go
ahead Boy, shoot it. Shoot your Dad's hand full of your spunk."


Rocky was thrusting and whining and Queenie was whining and wriggling
about and Daddy was dripping sweat and I was dripping sweat and the
hot sun was beating down on us and Daddy had a hold of my cock in his
hand and was squeezing it and I was fucking his hand and suddenly I
just started grunting and groaning and let go of Rocky's paws and
grabbed Daddy's big arm and held on to it, while I fucked his hand and
just kept groaning and grunting.


"Come on Boy! Shoot your spunk! Fuck Dad's hand! Fuck it, Boy! Come
on, shoot it! Shoot"


And I couldn't stop, "UNNNH! UNNNH! AAAHHHHHHH!! OHHH! OH DADDY!
OHHHHAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!"


"Good Boy, that's a good Boy. Shoot your load, Boy. Daddy knows what
it feels like, Boy. Let it go. Cream my hand for all your worth, Boy.
You're a good Boy, Daddy loves you. Daddy loves you, Boy"


And I shouted out again and again as I shot my cum all over Daddy's
forearm and hand and Queenie's back. I squirted and I squirted again
and again. I squirted so much cum on Daddy's forearm that it too
started dripping down on Queenie's back.


Finally I was through squirting and I just moaned low and was panting
and felt my heart racing. Then Daddy gave my cock a gentle squeeze and
said, "Here I'll squeeze the last of out for you Boy" and one last big
drip oozed out of my boy prick and dripped down onto Queenie's fur.


Dad laughed and said I was a good boy and I sure knew how to fuck
better than Rocky. Nobody had to teach you he said and laughed again.



"Ok Boy, you can get off Queenie now and sit down if you want. Best
take your pants right off. I'll tell your Mom you got dirty helping me
with the animals"


So I took off my pants and threw them on my shirt. I was standing
there in my briefs with my cock hanging out of the fly and it had a
drip of cum swinging off the end of it. I staggered around and sat on
chunk of wood nearby and closed my eyes and tried to get my wind back.


Meanwhile, Rocky had fucked his knot into Queenie and was shooting her
full of his dog spunk and they were tied together.


"Guess I might as well loose these pants too, kid, eh?" he said. Dad
let go of both dogs, but held the ends of their chains and walked
towards me. I heard him and opened my eyes, and I saw that his pants
were all soaked from sweat and that his cock was bulging down his
thigh. He began unbuckling his belt as he walked towards me and then
he pulled down his zipper.


When he got in front of me, he handed me the dog's chains and said:
"Hold these chains, Boy. Don't let go. Wrap them around your ankle and
step on them."


I did as he instructed and that left my hands free. I hadn't bothered
to put my cock back inside my briefs and so it still hung out, shiny
and glistening in the sun from the wet cum.


Then he dropped his pants down to his ankles and I could see the leg
of his boxer shorts tenting out and the head of his big prick was
sticking out trying to point straight, but still being forced downward
by his boxer shorts.


He kicked his pants to one side onto the pile of my pants and shirt.
then he sat down on the chunk of wood next to me. He and I were naked
and sweaty except for our undershorts, but we each had our cocks
sticking out of them. When he sat down, the leg of his boxer shorts
rode up and gave his stiff hard cock more freedom and it jutted out
from his crotch. On the end of it, there was a shining silvery drop of
something that I later learned was natural lubricant, precum. I
couldn't take my eyes off Daddy's cock. I had never seen it before and
it was huge I thought. I hadn't ever seen an adult cock at that time.
Only my own and my brother's and cousin's cocks. So it looked enormous
to me. In fact I later learned it was enormous, even by adult
standards.



"Wow, Dad, your prick is huge" I said.

He laughed and said, "Yup, that's what they tell me."

"Who tells you that, Dad?" I asked.

"Anyone who's felt it or had the privilege to get fucked with it!"

"Have you fucked many people with it Daddy?" I asked, surprised that
this might be so.

"Sure I've fucked a few, Son. But only your Mom for the last 15 years.
Before that I'd dip my stick in any honey pot that was willing!" he
laughed. And then his faced changed with a far away look and he closed
his eyes and he repeated, " ANY honey pot that was willing". And he
reached down and grabbed his hard cock and started stroking it.
Naturally I couldn't help but stare at him stroking his big cock, so
when he opened his eyes, he saw me staring at it.


"You want to feel Dad's cock, Son?" he asked. "Yeah, Dad, can I
please?" "Sure go ahead. Grab it and give it a big squeeze just like I
did to yours a few minutes ago"


I reached over and put my hand on Dad's swollen stiff cock and I
marveled at how big it was. I had a hard time to put my hand around it
and instinctively reached out with my other hand and took hold of
Dad's cock with both hands.


"AAAHHH!! That feels great Son. Come on, squeeze it again."


So I did, but it was awkward reaching over with both hands while
sitting next to him, so I quickly spun around and knelt on the ground
between Dad's legs and kept squeezing his big hard cock with both of
my hands.


"Oh Son, that feels great. Work it now, move your hands back and
forth." I didn't know quite what he meant so I didn't seem to be doing
what he wanted me to do. Finally he said, "Here, wait a minute Boy,
I've got an idea."


And he stood up, then hiked the leg of his boxer shorts up towards his
crotch and reached in and hauled out his big balls so both his huge
hard cock and his big balls were hanging out of the leg opening of his
boxer shorts.


"Now, Boy, I want you to do something for me, and don't even think
that there is anything wrong with it, even if it might seem odd to you
at first."


"OK, Daddy", I said, happy to feel that finally he and I were doing
something together and that I might be pleasing him.


"I want you to use your tongue like Rocky did on Queenie, and lick on
my cock, Boy"


Without hesitation and wanting to please him, I said, "OK, Daddy" and
leaned in and licked the end of his cock.


"AAAAHHHH!!! Oh yeah, Boy, that's right. Do it again."


So I licked it again and I licked one side of the big head and then
the other side and then I licked the end of it again. All the time I
was licking it, I could hear Daddy moaning and growling low, and so I
figured I must be doing it right and making him happy. And that made
me feel good..


After a bit, I pulled back and when I did, I long strand of precum
lube stuck to my lips and stretched glistening in the sun from my
mouth to the end of Daddy's big cock.


I looked up at Daddy from my kneeling position between his legs and
his eyes were wide and looked a bit wild, but he was smiling and he
reached out to my head and pulled it back towards his prick.


"Come on, Boy. Do it again. Make your Dad happy, like he made you
happy"


I opened my mouth and I extended my tongue and I flicked it over the
end of Daddy's cock and licked up the drip of precum that I saw there.
I thought it tasted great and I licked it again and again. I tried to
lick all around the head and then I got an idea and opened my mouth as
wide as I could and sucked the head of Dad's cock right into my mouth
just like a huge jawbreaker. I was stretched to capacity and couldn't
really move my lips or jaws much, but I could wiggle my tongue and
lick on the end of his cock inside my mouth. And that's what I kept
doing over and over again.


"OOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh FUCK,  baby fuckme, come on suck it for Daddy!
Fuck ME, that feels great!  Suck on that cock, Boy", Daddy kept
repeating over and over. "SUCK ON MY COCK!"


Soon his hips began to sway backwards and forwards and I could tell he
was starting to hump like Rocky had humped Queenie. That made me think
of those dogs and I pulled my mouth off Dad's cockhead and turned to
look at them. I saw that Queenie and Rocky were both just standing
there panting, but they were tail to tail right up against each other.
I laughed and said to Dad, "Hah, look at them dogs, Daddy. What are
they doing?"


"They've tied, Son. Rocky's spraying his seed inside Queenie's cunt
right now. His cock has a big swelling called a knot down at it's base
and that knot's plugged her hole and locked him into her, so she can't
get away while he fucks and squirts his juice into her."


"Now come on, Boy, get back to your Dad's cock. He needs to have you
help him out, like he helped you."


"OK, Daddy", I said and grabbed his cock with both hands again. And I
leaned forward and opened my mouth as wide as I could and put the big
head of Dad's cock in my mouth. I could feel my lips stretched to
capacity and I could also feel that Dad's cockhead was a bit bigger
than the shaft.So my lips came to rest around his cockhead on the
shaft and thus his cockhead was sort of stuck in my mouth. And all the
while I licked and wiggled my tongue around it. This caused Daddy to
start moaning and groaning again and growling low and his hips started
to thrust forward at my face.


I pulled back and Dad's big cockhead popped out of my mouth, but I
didn't let go of his shaft. I still held it with both hands.


"Hey, Daddy", I said. "Your cock has a big knot on the end of it too!
I felt like it was locked in my mouth after I got my lips over it. Is
that the same thing? Do you want to plug my hole and lock me onto your
cock while you spray your juice into me?"


"Aw, fuck Son, you're a natural cocksucker, ain'cha?. Yeah! Ya, I want
to lock my cockhead in your mouth and spray my seed into you. Come on
now, Boy, open your mouth, Daddy's gonna tie with you now!"


He grabbed my head in both of his hands and he pointed and thrust his
cock at me as I opened my mouth real wide and he popped his big
cockhead inside and held my head still while he gently thrust  back
and forth with his hips.


"Hold your hands rigid on my cock, Boy, I'm going fuck your hands and
cum in your mouthhole"


And that's what I did. I held tightly Daddy's big swollen cockshaft
with both hands and I let my head be moved back and forth by Daddy's
hands, meanwhile I was licking and wriggling my tongue all around.


Dad was moaning and he started grunting and groaning louder and
louder. Then I heard him start talking, but I couldn't quite hear what
he was saying, since his hands were covering my ears. But I did hear
some words like: "fuck, oh fuck, fuckme, suck, suckit cumhole,
cocksucker, big knot, tied  bitch, blow a load, shoot him full of cum,
comonsuckit, swallow, blow my load, swallow it bitch".


And with a loud groaning roar and a final thrust, Dad filled my mouth
with blast after blast of hot thick spunk. My mouth was locked on the
end of Daddy's cock so I had no choice---I had to swallow to keep from
choking as Dad kept squirting shot after shot of his hot cum in my
mouth.


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That was a day I'll never forget. It was my first experience with sex
and it was the start of a new and closer relationship between Daddy
and me. We got along great after that and Dad was always wanting to
take me and the dogs away for hunting trips in the woods. Just the two
of us, with the dogs. We had great times. And sometimes, we actually
left the cabin and hunted. But most of the time.......


FckMeDad

10 25 00 14:27:00

Written down as recollected on October 25, 2000