Date: Sat, 02 Nov 2002 21:55:55 -0600
From: K Andrews <kastorywriter@hotmail.com>
Subject: Exploring My Father, Part 6

Exploring My Father, copyright 2002 kastorywriter
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Exploring My Father, Part 6
I spent the next several weeks exploring my father's body, from his hairy
chest and armpits, down the furry trail that ran over his flat stomach, to
his full bush and his masculine penis and heavy testicles. He became more
and more relaxed during my experimentation with his body, and he began to
more readily accept the pleasure I was giving him. He began to be more
animated during our sessions, sighing deeply as I masturbated him, groaning
and taking in a sharp breath during an especially pleasurable moment (which
usually coincided with the flaring of his glans and the release of another
large drop of precum), and vocalizing through a combination of grunts,
sighs, and groans the intense pleasure of his ejaculation and orgasm. His
body also began to exhibit greater pleasure, the way he'd close his eyes,
arch his back, grind his hips into the bed, thrust upward into my hands, and
writhe under the attention of my loving hands.

Stimulating my father and making him ejaculate was an experience like no
other because I was now at the same level as my mother, sharing my father's
body intimately, giving him such intense pleasure, bringing his seed out of
his body, and satisfying him sexually. I was in heaven. But I wanted to
share in his pleasure, and because I'd yet to have a dry orgasm, I wanted my
father to share in the experience of my first one. Actually, I wanted him to
give me my first orgasm.

After several months of masturbating my father, one night a few months after
I'd turned 9 years old, I asked him when I could have an orgasm like he
does. He spent some time talking to me about the physics of orgasm and
ejaculation, and although I really already knew all about it, I sat quietly
and listened to him talk about sex and his own sexuality. I could feel
myself get very stiff inside my pajamas, and I tried to reach down and
squeeze my cock without his noticing. But he did, and he smiled and asked me
if I was hard. I told him I was, and he said he was too. He stood up and
pulled down his shorts and his erection flopped up against his belly. He
reached down and pulled my pajama bottoms off, and just stood there naked
looking at my small erection. I was intensely aroused lying there
practically naked in front of my father, with him staring at my erection and
my small, smooth scrotum underneath it. I couldn't imagine getting any
harder, but I did, and when my cock twitched at the influx of blood, he
smiled and reached down and put three fingers on the small head.

Well, I thought I was in heaven masturbating my father, but that feeling was
nothing like the feeling I had when he touched my erection for the first
time. Up until then our focus had been on his genitals and his pleasure, and
for the first time the focus was on me and I was loving it. He sat on the
bed and pulled on my small hardon, pushing it from side to side to get a
good look at it. With each pull I felt another jolt of pleasure crackle
behind my balls, like an electrical pulse from the tip of my glans to that
zone behind my balls and just in front of my anus. He pressed his fingers
into the soft skin of my scrotum and with his fingertips gently sized up my
testicles and shifted them around inside the soft pouch.

"I didn't realize how much you were growing," he said, with two fingers
still pressed into my nutsac. "I'm sure you can't ejaculate yet, but maybe
you can have a dry orgasm."

"Can we try?" I was loving his hands between my legs and I didn't want him
to stop.

"I guess so, kiddo," he said, still massaging my nuts.

He pulled himself on the bed and sat cross-legged between my spread legs. I
felt completely vulnerable in this position, and I understood how he must
have felt the first few times I sat between his legs to pleasure him. He
positioned my legs so that they were draped over his knees, and he pulled me
close to my butt was against his crossed legs and he had easy access to my
hardon. There I was lying with my erection and my small testicles open and
exposed to my father, and I couldn't think of anyplace I'd rather be.

The first thing he did was use the fingernail on his index finger to trace a
line up and down along the small of patch smooth skin between the bottom of
my nutsac and my anus. With the first scrape of his nail, I reflexively
arched my back and gasped, taken by surprise by the intensely erotic nature
of my father's touch and involuntary reaction of my body. I felt my erection
twitch as it filled with even more blood, making it swell slightly beyond
its normal size. With each scrape of his fingernail my father send bolts of
lightening up into my erection and down to the zone behind my nuts. I closed
my eyes and turned my head to the side and lost myself in the exquisite
sensation of my father stimulating one of the most intimate spots on my
body.

After a short period of that---and I must admit it was much too short a
period---he began to massage my scrotum and play with the small testicles
enclosed in its velvety skin. During my own experimentation with my sexual
organs, I'd never concentrated much attention on my testicles, so the
wonderful feeling I was experiencing was relatively new to me. He pressed my
testicles into my body, and pulled on the skin of my sac, seemingly enjoying
its smoothness. He'd gently press his fingertips into my scrotum and roll my
testicles back and forth, sometime moving his fingers in a circular motion
and sometimes just pressing and rolling them randomly from side to side.
While the pleasure wasn't as intense or of the same nature as when he
stimulated the area under my nutsac, the attention he was paying to my
testicles was building a delicious tension down behind my nuts, a tension
that kept me hard and made me crave the type of intense stimulation he'd
provide for me before.

And just when I was dying for him to give my body a jolt after building such
wonderful tension in my groin, he softly gripped my hardon between the thumb
and forefinger of one hand, and began to stroke up and down ever so gently.
The direct stimulation he was giving my penis was exactly what I needed to
help break the agonizing tension he'd built in my groin. I reflexively
arched my back and let out a soft sigh as his fingers gently stroked the
length of my small erection. He kept one hand on my nutsac, and with the
combination of the pleasure he was giving me through my penis, I felt my
anus and the muscles behind my nuts contract and send a wave of intensely
satisfying pleasure up into the small of my back. When the wave hit, I
purposely let out a small groan to show my father how good I felt.

"You feeling good sport?"

"Yes, Dad," I said, looking up at him smiling down at me. I looked down
between my legs at my father massaging my hard member and rolling my nuts in
my sac. I could see that he was fully erect, and I could just make out a
shiny drop of precum nestled in his gaping piss slit.

After a few minutes, my father's stroking action on my erection changed to a
more stationary grip. He began to work his finger into the highly sensitive
spot just under my glans on the underside of my penis. While the pleasure
was no less intense, the focus of the pleasure was no longer the entire
length of my boyish shaft. Instead the epicenter of my pleasure was now
centered just under my small cockhead, and the new sensation caused another
contraction deep within my groin. I could feel my erection twitch in my
father's fingers.

"You must really like that, huh buddy?" I looked up at dad has he smiled
down at me and gave me a quick wink. "Now you know how good you make me feel
when you do this to me."

"I sure do." I smiled back at him, and then closed my eyes and pushed my
head back into the bed.

"Kiddo, let's talk about what it's going to feel like when you're ready to
have an orgasm." He slowed his stimulation but kept at it, keeping me stiff
and maintaining the tension in my groin.

"You're going to feel some pressure build down between your legs, if you
haven't already."

"Yeah, Dad, I can kinda feel something down there."

"That's natural, buddy. The more I rub you, the more you're going to feel a
fullness or pressure down behind your testicles. You might even feel it down
around your butt. I think I've felt your body contract down there a few
times. Am I right?"

I nodded my head.

"Okay, well, you're going to feel that pressure build and build, and then it
might feel like you have to pee. But you're not going to pee, so don't worry
about wetting the bed or anything. It's a natural feeling your having, and
it's just your body building up to the point where you're going to cum. But
remember, you're not going to ejaculate semen like I do, but it'll feel just
as good. Okay?"

"Yes, Dad."

"I can't really describe what an orgasm feels like, buddy, because until you
experience one you'll never appreciate how good it feels and how intense it
can be. You just don't have anything to compare it too, so you're not going
to be prepared. But I won't hurt you. Even though it feels like it might
hurt, it won't. It's just going to feel so good that you're not going to
believe it."

"I'm ready, Dad. I want to have an orgasm like you."

"Fine, but remember, kiddo, it's not going to be like mine. There won't be
any semen, okay?"

"I know, Dad. I just want to feel what you feel. I want to feel what makes
you feel so good."

"Oh, you will. Trust me." He winked and smiled at me. "Just remember, the
feeling's going to be really intense. You might get scared, which is okay.
Just talk to me, tell me what you're feeling. We can work through it
together, okay?"

I nodded again, and then closed my eyes as his thumb began to massage under
my glans again, pressing against the soft skin, building more and more
tension in my groin. While I had pleasured myself before, this experience
was entirely new because the intense pleasure was at somebody else's
hands---the hands of my father no less. I wasn't really in control of the
pace or timing of the pleasure; I wasn't directing the attention focused on
my sexual organs. I was at my father's mercy, so to speak, and giving him
that control aroused me even more.

Soon the pleasure and tension his thumb was building took over my conscious
thoughts: the only thing I knew what the pleasure my father was giving me. I
didn't know how to react to these new and intense feelings I had washing
over me. It felt like I lost control of my body because I found myself
breathing deeply, emitting a high-pitched mewling sound, and grinding my
hips against the bed. All of this was beyond my control: My body had
completely succumbed to the pleasure and was reacting purely on unconscious
reflex.

When I was close to the point of going mad from the pleasure and tension
that threatened to erupt from deep within my groin, I felt a small
electrical charge begin close to my anus and spread up and into my body,
somewhere behind my balls. I felt like I'd reached a crest, like I my body
couldn't accept any more stimulation, like somebody'd lit a fuse deep
between my legs. As the electricity move up and into my penis, I felt like I
was going to pee, so I bucked my hips and pushed my father's hands away from
my erection with a sharp grunt.

"Stop, Dad!" I looked up at him breathlessly, and he just smiled.

"See, I told you you were going to get that feeling. Felt like you were
going to pee, right?"

"Yes, like that, and like something inside was going to break!"

He laughed. I watched him sitting there with smile on his face, and glanced
down at his erect penis for just the second time. I could see a thin stream
of precum snaking its way down his fat shaft. He looked down and laughed
again. "Ooops, I guess I'm kinda getting' into this too."

I lay back against the bed and took a deep breath.

"Let's go on, sport. You're really close."

"You think, Dad?"

"Absolutely. Trust me, nothing's going to break inside and you're not going
to be. Just lie back, trust me to do this, let your body go. I swear, you're
almost there, buddy, and you're gonna love it when you finally go over the
edge. Just don't worry. Relax and enjoy it. Okay?"

I nodded and closed my eyes. The tension in my groin was still unbearable
and I was still completely stiff. He continued to finger my scrotum and
massage just under my glans with his thumb. In no time I was back near the
brink, with the pressure behind my nuts at the breaking point.

This time I just let go. I could feel the tension light the fuse right next
to my anus, and the fuse lit a bigger fire that enveloped my groin, my
nutsac, and worked its way up into a  pleasure in my lower back that was so
intense it burned. My back arched as the fire in my groin spread, and all at
once there was an explosion behind my nuts that radiated waves of pleasure
throughout my body.

I thrust my hips up into the air and cried out, unable to control my
vocalization at that moment. In fact, I lost complete control of my body. I
felt myself spasm as rolling contractions began in my groin next to my anus
and spread up and outward, bringing with them scorching waves of pleasure. I
could feel my erection throb and twitch, and I was only vaguely aware of my
father's fingers still rubbing against that sweet spot on the underside of
the shaft. The pleasure I'd felt in my shaft had given way to the spasms and
contractions that were emanating from deep inside my groin. It's like the
two sources of pleasure had become disconnected: like the first had somehow
triggered the second.

I could feel my body spasm with each contraction between my legs, and I
could hear myself grunting in time with each contraction. But it was like it
was happening to somebody else, because the pleasure had taken me outside my
body.

After what seemed like an eternity, I opened my eyes and looked at my
father. He had the biggest grin on his face, and leaned forward and kissed
me on the forehead. Then he stretched out next to me and held me close. I
could feel his stiff cock leaking precum onto my leg, but right that moment
I didn't care. I just buried my head in his furry chest and drifted off to
sleep as I heard him say, "Just enjoy, son. Just enjoy it."