Date: Thu, 28 Jul 2016 17:51:18 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dad Introduced Jeb to Sex (Gay/Incest, oral, anal, b/M)

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This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between
consenting underage boy and adult males...  If this type of
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             Daddy Introduced Jen to Sex
                       By
                      Wolf

	My family consisted of mother, father, older brother
and sister, and myself.  We lived in buffalo, New York during
the fifties.  My father was in his thirties, and at least six-foot
one.  He did have a pot belly because he liked his beer.  He
also liked to horse around with my brother and me a lot.
When he would get home from work he would wrestle us.
He told my sister the rough housing wasn't an appropriate
activity for girls.

	I was tall for my age and a little chubby with baby fat.
We both wore glasses.  I must have been about dive-feet five
when Dad started horsing around with me.

	When I was about 9-years-old Mother got a part time
job at my uncle's Deli.  She worked Thursdays, Fridays and
Saturdays nights, as a result that just left Dad and me at
home on Fridays and Saturday night because my brother and
sister were on dates.  I wasn't sure Dad preferred to stay
home looking after me, but he made the best of it.

	Dad bored easily, so he couldn't watch the TV for very
long, he would horse around with me a lot.  W would wrestle
on the kitchen floor.  I loved the smell of his manly body as
we worked up a sweat.  By the time I was about 11-years-old I
became aware that our wrestling had changed.  I was
entering puberty but I didn't understand what was changing.

	No one had ever giving me that talk about the facts of
life.  No one ever did give me that talk.

	Wrestling with my father did feel good.  While we were
rolling around on the floor I began to notice that my penis got
hard, and Dad's got hard as well.  I started going out of my
way to brush my thigh against his hard-on.  I would find ways
to touch it and brush my face against his crotch.  Dad was
also seemed to be doing the same thing to me.

	One evening we were wrestling as usual and we wound
up in a crotch to crotch position and we were both hard.  We
were rubbing against each other vigorously.  The Dad stopped
moving and stood up, ending our game abruptly.  I was
puzzled and disappointed, but reluctant to say anything.

	The next evening when we started wrestling the same
thing happened when our crotches rubbed each other, but
this time I just wrapped my legs around his thigh and clung to
him and started grinding away.  Dad tried to pull away, but I
locked my legs around his thigh.  We struggled with each
other for a few moments bur Dad suddenly started to grid his
crotch against me too.  There we were on the dining room
floor grinding our crotches against each other.  It startled me
when Dad started to make guttural sounds and suddenly a
wet spot appeared on the front of his pants.  I thought he had
pissed in his pants.  I didn't know he had cum in his pants.

	Dad pushed me away and said, "We shouldn't be doing
this anymore, and don't tell anyone!"

	Dad refused to wrestle with me for a few weeks, but
one evening we found ourselves on the floor wrestling again.
Dad didn't stop this time, but when afterwards he told me
not to tell anyone again.

	The funny thing was he continued wrestling me
regularly, but he started pulling my pants off and actually
took hold of my penis.  We didn't discuss what we were
doing, but we began wresting in the nude.  We didn't wrestle
long before we would stop struggling and take hold of each
other's penis.  It felt wonderful having my penis pulled on by
my father.  One evening Dad maneuvered around so that his
head was right over my crotch and took my penis into his
mouth and started sucking on me.  I was looking right up at
his dangling balls and penis while he sucked on me.  It felt
wonderful, so I lifted my head up and took the knob of his
cock into my mouth.

	He lowered his hips down driving his cock deep into my
mouth and his balls folded over my nose.  Dad started
thrusting in and out of my mouth.  When he pulled almost
out of my mouth I got a look at his hairy asshole.  It surprised
me when he squirted cum into my mouth.  At first I thought
he had peed, but the stuff had no taste.

	Dad told me about what cum was, and assured me that
I would be making cum soon.  We continued sucking each
other's cock every chance we got.  Shortly after I turned
twelve was when I gave dad the first taste of my cum.  Once I
was feeding Dad he told me that it was time to teach me
about breeding.

	The idea of him sticking his cock into my ass frightened
me, but I would do anything to please him.  Dad started
tickling my asshole with a wet fingertip.  He gave me a latex
rubber butt plug, so that I could use it to stretch my asshole.
I would grease it up with Vaseline and stick it up my ass.  I
even used a strap to hold it in while I was dressed, so that it
wouldn't come out.  Eventually Dad felt it was about time for
him to breed me.  We got naked and Dad had me lay on my
back and used the Vaseline to lubricate my asshole, and his
cock before he lifted my legs up and rested my heels on his
shoulders.  He guided his cock to my asshole and slowly
pushed it into my bowel.  I couldn't believe that he could
actually get his cock in my ass, but I grunted with ever thrust.
While he fucked I had fantasies about becoming pregnant
with his child.  I knew it was impossible, but I got off thinking
about the possibility.

	Dad was my lover until I went away to college.  We did
enjoy sex whenever we got to be alone until he passes away.

	While at college I had to find a father figure, and that
turned out to be a white haired and bearded History
professor.  After semester finals a group of us went to a bar
to celebrate over beers.  When the classmates left one by one
leaving me alone with the professor we talked for a while
before I told him how much I liked older men.  He smiled at
me and placed his hand on my thigh.  We left soon thereafter
for his place.  I became his sex toy for the remaining years at
college.



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