Date: Sun, 3 Aug 2003 10:12:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: JA
Subject: Dad's Helper

    My mom was having serious health problems and ended up requiring
open-heart surgery.  Because my folks live in a small rural area, where
such procedures are simply not available, it was necessary for them to
travel to a city about 200 miles from home to receive the care she needed.

    When the surgery was scheduled, my dad called and asked if I could
possibly come to be with him for the surgery and maybe for a few days
afterward.  Clearly, he was afraid - afraid of her outcome, afraid to be in
that city alone.  He needed someone and I was the only person he could ask.
Naturally, I went immediately.

    My mom's surgery went well and the prognosis was good.  A sense of
relief washed over me, and my dad was almost beside himself with a sense of
renewal and optimism.  That night, I think he probably had the best night's
sleep he had enjoyed in many weeks.  The next day he was almost like a kid
with happiness and his entire being, he seemed so much more alive and well.

    That night, in the hotel room we shared, we watched a baseball game on
television before deciding to get some sleep.  I showered before getting
into the king sized bed we were sharing, and then he showered too.  I was
somewhat surprised when he came out of the bathroom nude.  We had certainly
seen each other in that condition many times, but didn't make a practice of
display like that.  It was out of character, but I quickly dismissed it as
owing to the recent stress he was under.  He pulled on a pair of boxers and
got into the bed.

    I soon felt myself dozing off.  Not long after, I somewhat woke to find
my dad spooned behind me, with his hand across my chest.  Lying still for a
few moments, I noticed that his breathing was not that of him asleep.  His
fingers were covering one of my nipples and I felt his bulge against my
butt.  Then I felt an almost imperceptible movement of the fingers across
my nipple.  His touch was so very light I wondered for a moment if I had
imagined it, until I felt it again.  I felt my nipple begin to harden.  At
the same time, I felt his bulge grow against my butt in his boxers.

    Now I was raising a hard-on and he was getting harder.  I had never had
an experience with any males before, and all of a sudden here I am in bed
with my seemingly amorous dad.  He whispered to ask if I was awake and I
whispered back that I was.  I didn't really know what to do - jump out of
bed and return home, or allow this to continue to wherever he intended to
take it.  I had a real dilemma.  Ultimately, I decided to not leave because
I thought that he was so emotionally vulnerable from all the recent stress,
I didn't really want to raise the level of that.

    He said that he needed sexual contact in the worst way, because of my
mom's inability to be sexually active due to her health problems.  Dad said
that he usually masturbated every day and that was sufficient, but that he
was now turned on by my presence and that he wanted to share it with me.
He continued to gently massage my nipple with his fingers and to press his
hard cock against my butt.  None of that made me feel at all threatened or
afraid, although I did find it strangely exciting.  He asked me to pull my
shorts off while he did the same.

    For a few seconds, I could see, for the first time in my 30 years, my
dad's cock in a state of arousal.  It was a full six inches, cut, and he
had low hanging heavy balls.  He was very attractive and was harder than I
thought a 54-year-old would get.  I got back into the bed in my original
position, lying on my side faced away from him.  He slid back in and
resumed his position behind me, his hard cock lying along the crack of my
warming ass.

    After a few minutes he moved his hand from my nipple to my cock and
found it fully erect.  He gently and slowly stroked it a few times, while
saying how nice it felt in his hand.  Then he said that he wanted to place
his cock head between the cheeks of my ass to create more heat and a bit of
friction.  He placed it there, with the very tip of the head right against
my asshole.  He said that he would probably shoot his load there in a
matter of seconds, if it was OK with me.  I moved my ass around slightly so
as to create some friction on his cock; besides, it was starting to feel
good to me as well.

    In a few moments my dad pressed his cock forward toward my asshole
gently.  At first, it just seemed to prod at the barrier, but in a few
moments I pushed back towards him to have better contact.  I thought he
would cum then.  Instead, he took my movement as a sign of encouragement
and pushed forward.  The head popped into me.  It felt like a truck had hit
me there - not painful, but very filled.  Over the next few minutes, we
each maneuvered for better position and he got about half his cock into me.
Then he exploded!  That had to be the biggest load of cum I have ever
known.  That sensation caused me to cum in his hand.  My ass was
overflowing and he kept spurting it in there.

    Soon we were both drained of cum and energy, and fell asleep together
in that position.  I had to leave the next evening, but we promised to see
each other again real soon for some additional sexual adventure.