Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2015 23:51:46 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: Father My Father (Gay/Incest, oral, anal, b/M),

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                      Father my Father
                             By
                            Wolf

	I came from a working class family.  My father was a
hard working stiff.  He became a carpenter and cement
finisher during the post war baby boom.  Weather permitting
he worked outdoors all day shirtless, so he would have a nice
tan from the waist up.  From the waist down his legs were as
white as snow.  When the housing boom ended the
construction company he worked for started working on
infrastructure.  They poured concert for freeways and lined
flood control channels.  When that ran dry he bought a Perter
built tractor, and became an owner driver for a trucking
company.  He had married a woman that he felt sure would
give him a strong son.  I was the strapping son he had hoped
for.

	I had a pretty normal childhood until I was 8-years-old.
My mother was a big full bodied woman, and I inherited my
size from her side of the family.  My mother took me aside
one afternoon after I got home from school.  She told me that
she was in love with someone else, and was leaving my
father.  She assured me that she loved me, but I felt betrayed
and felt nothing but hatred for her.

	She set about packing her belongings.  She put
everything in a few suitcases and some bags.  Before my
father got home a car pulled up in front of our house.  It was
mother's friend, a redheaded woman names Maxine.

	She had been my mother's friend for a few years.  I saw
them from the hall, and they didn't know I was watching.
They hugged and kissed before they carried my mother's
belongings to the car.  What I had seen disturbed me.  I had
heard about lesbians, but never suspected that my mother
was one.

	When Dad got home I told him about what my mother
had told me, and witnessed as she left with Maxine.  Dad
didn't show any emotion.  He simply said, "I expected her to
do that sooner or later.

	I was stunned, "You knew?"

	"Of course I knew!  Your mother has always been a
dyke."

	I couldn't believe how casually my father was taking it.
He sat me down and explained to me that he had married her
because he wanted a boy like me.  In truth he was only
interested in men and boys.

	As a boy I had always enjoyed bathing with my father.  I
would sit between his legs and he would wash me.  I loved
the feelings I got when he washed my private parts and my
asshole.  When he would get home from work he would smell
of sweat, and pine sawdust when he was working on building
track homes.  He would have a beer while he cooled down.

	The night my mother left to live with her girlfriend I
couldn't sleep, so I left my bed and went to my father's room.
He always slept in pajama bottoms, and I always slept in my
Jockey briefs.  When I entered his bedroom he was reading a
paperback novel.

	That was not unusual, because my father liked to read
Zane Gray and Louie Lamoure westerns.

	He continued reading as I got into bed on my mother's
side of the bed.  I laid net to him so close I could smell his
manly odor.  I was curious what kind of western he was
reading, and looked at the glossy cover.  It was not a western.
The picture was of a naked young boy in the arms of a man
that looked like a brute.  He needed a shave and he had a
hairy muscular body.  That was a surprise.

	Dad reached over and stiffed his hand down the front
of my shorts.  He took my little boy cock in hand, and started
jacking me off, while he continued to read.

	I lay there, not knowing what to do.  He eventually
started reading the story to me.  When he finished reading
about the hairy man fucking the youth he dropped the book
and used that hand to pull my hand over to his crotch.  His
cock was sticking through the fly of his pajamas.  He placed
my hand on his cock, so I started jacking him off at the same
pace he was jacking me off.  I had a dry orgasm before her
came.  When he did cum he shot cum all over his belly.

	Dad placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled
my head over and rubbed my face on his cum covered
hairless belly.  I tasted his cum.  We eventually went to sleep.
The next day was almost normal.  When I got home I did my
homework, but in the back of my mind I was thinking about
what had happened the night before.  When Dad got home
nothing was said.  He made us diner and I did the dishes.
Come bedtime I went to my room but couldn't sleep, so I
took off my underwear and joined my Dad.

	When he saw me getting into bed with him naked, he
smiled and quickly pulled his pajamas off.  We jacked each
other off for a short time before Dad leaned over and took
my cock into his mouth and sucked me off.  He gently rolled
my balls in his hand while sucking me.  I had a dry cum that
left me shaking.

	Now it was my turn to suck him off.  He held the back
of my neck to insure I sucked him off and I swallowed his
cum.  That became a nightly event for us.  Dad started finger
fucking my asshole while I sucked him off.  It was only a
matter of days before he greased up my asshole before
fucking my ass.  It hurt, but I endured it, because I loved him.
It was only a matter of time before I got used to him fucking
me.

	I didn't know it but my father was the kind of man that
attracted young boys no matter where the job took him.
When he was working on a portion of the Interstate 5
Freeway in Orange County, Calif. he met a young dark haired
boy about my age.  Apparently the boy complained to him
that there were no boys in the area to play with, so my father
told him that he had a son his age, and he would bring me to
work with him the next day.  It was summer and school was
out.

	That night while we were sucking cocks, he told me he
was taking me to work with him.  As soon as we got to the job
he introduced me to the boy.  So we spent the morning
playing.  He had a roped attached to a tree that allowed us to
swing out over a flood control channel.  He also had a hideout
that had an old mattress in it.  He showed me his collection of
magazines.  Most of them were pictures of naked women and
pictures of women sucking each other's tits and pussies.
Some were of women sucking cocks and getting fucked.  Just
the same I got a boner in my pants.  When he saw it he rested
his hand on my crotch and squeezed it.  When I didn't object
he started unfastening my pants, so I started unfastening his
pants too.  We took our clothes off and we masturbated each
other for a little while.  He wanted to suck my cock, so I let
him.  I stroked his hair while he did it.  After I had a dry cum, I
sucked him off.

	He wanted to know if I had ever been fucked, so I knelt
so that he could fuck me doggie style.  Later I greased him up
and fucked him.  We had a good time all day.

	When Dad got off work he came looking for me.  The
boy almost panicked when my father walked into his hideout
and caught us in a naked embrace.  He thought my father
would get mad and punish him, but Dad simply dropped his
pants and jacked off until he had a boner.  The boy sucked off
my Dad and swallowed his cum.  I spent a good part of that
summer playing with that boy.  The boy even learned to enjoy
my father fucking his ass.

	When he bought the truck when I wasn't going to
school I rode shotgun with him.  There was plenty of time for
sex on the road.  Many a morning we would arrive hours
before the building workers would arrive, so we would get in
the sleepers and he would fuck me.  One day he brought me
to the yard to meet a young man living in the house next
door.  He was in his early twenties.  I stayed with him while
Dad was making a delivery.

	He offered me a beer, and I hated the taste but by the
second beer I didn't mind the taste.  I got drunk quickly.  The
next thing I knew the guy was undressing me and playing with
my cock and asshole.  I was too drunk to resist even had I
wanted to do so.  I jacked him off and sucked his cock while
he was face fucking me.  My Dad didn't get back until late the
next night.  When he walked in to retrieve me, he found me
still drunk and naked.  I was covered in cum.

	Dad simply stripped off his clothes that he had been in
for more than 30 hours.  He smelled of sweat, but not as rank
as the young man.  Dad proceeded to face fuck the young
man.  Then he fucked his ass, while the young man sucked my
cock.

	When I joined the Navy, they were still giving gays bad
conduct discharges when the caught them in the act.  I vowed
never to fool around with anyone while in the Navy.  That
didn't stop me from coming home to have sex with my Dad
though.  I would often hitchhike from San Diego to Los
Angles.  If a man picked me up and made a pass at me, I
didn't resist if I liked his looks.  I got and gave a lot of
blowjobs on the road.  On those occasions when I would take
the bus I would walk from the bus terminal east on seventh
street to Alameda.  Then south to South Gate, but rarely had
to walk all of the way.

	One time I had just reached Alameda when I was about
to turn the corner a red MGA with the top up pulled over to
the curb and the man asked me if I would like a lift.  I liked his
looks.  He was a slender man in a three piece business suit.
He had a beard, so I accepted.  As soon as he pulled away
from the curb, he asked where I was going.  I told him to
South Gate.  He said that was on his way.  As he said that he
placed his hand on my thigh.

	I took hold of his wrist.  I was sure he thought I was
rejecting his advance, but I placed his hand on the bulge of
my thirteen button bell bottoms.  He squeezed my cock, and
said, I love just a short distance down the road, would you
like to come home with me and have a drink?

	I reached over and squeezed his cock and said that I
would love that, as I kissed his bearded cheek.  With that he
drove with all haste past my turn off, and made a left turn
east into a residential section of Compton.  In those days the
blacks lived in west Compton and the whites lived in east
Compton.  Alameda was the color line.  He pulled into the
driveway of a modest three bedroom ranch home.  When we
entered it was obvious this house had belonged to his
parents.  The furniture must have been selected by his
mother.  The only thing that spoke of a male bachelor own it
now was some pictures in the bedroom and bathroom.  I had
to relive myself, so I went to the bathroom to piss.  As I stood
in front of the toilet there was a photograph on the wall in
front of me.  It was my bearded friend and a clean shave man.
They were naked facing the camera and they were holding
each other's cocks.

	When I joined him in the bedroom he was already
removing his clothes.  I demonstrated just how quickly I could
get out of my dress blues.  I took off my shoes and placed
them on the floor along with my socks.  I took my 'Dixie cup'
cap odd and rolled it before placing it on a dresser.  Then I
unbuttoned the cuffs, and grabbed the collar and pulled the
jumper over my head.  I folded it inside out and placed it on
top of my shoes.  I placed my thumbs on the buttons at the
corner of the bib of my bell bottoms and with a simple push
all of the buttons released the front folded down forming a
bib with my crotch exposed.  The Navy issues cheap white
cotton boxer underwear and the fly never stay closed.  My
cock was always sticking out.  May a time my bb had pre-cum
stains.  Two more buttons was all that took to pull the
bottoms down.  I turned them inside out and folded them
and placed them on top of the jumper.  All that remained was
to pull the T-shirt off and drop the shorts, and I was totally
naked.

	My host had more items to remove but he was soon
naked too.  He sat on the twin bed and pulled me to him.  He
hugged and kissed me.  It always turned me on to kiss a
bearded man.  We used our tongue to swab each other's
mouths.  We sucked cocks until we both tasted cum.

	Then he got out of bed to make us some drinks.  He
came back with a pitcher and two glasses.  While he was gone
I studied the photographs on the dresser and walls.

	The other man in the photos was obviously a brother
to him and he was in the Navy.  I saw that he was a first class
corpsman.   So my host had a relative in the Navy, and they
were obviously incestuous lovers.  There were pictures of
them sucking and fucking each other.

	When I took a glass from him I asked where is brother
was.  He told me he was on an aircraft carrier that happened
to be in San Diego at the present.  I almost shit!  It had to be
The USS Kearsarge CVA 33.  That was the ship I was on.  I
asked when do you expect him to come home?  My host said
that he didn't know.  He might have the duty this weekend.

	There was no point worrying about it.  We had a few
drinks to relax.  The he wanted to fuck me, and I was ready.
He wanted to fuck me missionary style, so I lay on my back
and he placed my legs over his shoulders and guided his cock
to my man pussy.  His cock went right in without any
problem.  After all I had been fuck by my father for more than
ten years.  He was good enough to jack me off while he
fucked me.  I squirted cum all over my belly.  He pulled his
cock out and squirted his cum on my belly too.  Then he bent
down and licked my belly clean.  I sucked his cock clean too.
We dank some more and he spooned me as we went to
sleep.

	Sometime in the morning he woke me up by poking his
cock against my ass.  He wanted to fuck me again.  So I lifted
my right leg up to give him access to my asshole.  He was
fucking me when we heard the front door open.  And we
heard a voice call out, "Harry, are you home?"

	My host called out, "In hear James!"

	When the man walked in he was greeted by the sight
of his older brother still balls deep in my ass.  I had to turn my
head to see his brother.  Sure enough he was from my ship.
We watched him strip his uniform off as quickly as I had the
night before.

	Where the older brother had a beard and plenty of
body hair, the younger brother was clean shaven.  No hair on
his chest and his crotch was clean shaven too.

	He joined us on the bed, and while his brother fucked
me, he sucked my cock, while positioning himself so that his
cock was in my face.  I sucked him off.  We didn't bother
dressing while we made breakfast.  By the time we had
cleaned up the dishes we were horny again.

	This time I got to fuck the older brother while they
sucked each other's cocks.  We spent the weekend
swallowing cum and fucking asses and mouths.  Come Sunday
James and I put our uniforms back on and his brother drove
us to the bus terminal.  We rode the bus back to the fleet
landing together.  We agreed not to make a fuss about our
meeting.

	One day I felt a pain on my right side, so I reported to
sick call.  The corpsman quickly suspected it was my appendix
going hot.  As soon as the doctor diagnosed it I was sent to
the Balboa Naval Hospital for the operation.  Three days later
I was discharged and returned to the ship.  The medics
checked me in and put me on light duty.  To make sure I
didn't overdo it they kept me in sickbay.  James made sure I
was put in an unused officer's stateroom.  When he was on
duty he saw to it that I ate like a king.  He was sure enough of
his staff that he could come into my room, so he was
comfortable sucking my cock.  When he was taking my pulse
he would stick his cock into my mouth.   When I was able to
go back to work, we would make the trip to his brother's
home together.

	Living in Compton I came in contact with black sailors
and went to a party in the projects with one from the sailors
from the Kearsarge too.  This skinny black third class
storekeeper invited me to a party and his uncle drove us in
his big old Buick.  All three of us sat in the front seat.

	His uncle was a big fat man that was constantly
chewing on the butt of a cigar.  The party had a few women
there, but most of the guests were black males.  One of the
big bodied women took a liking to me, mostly because I was
the only white boy at the party.  She wanted to dance with
me.  All she had on was a tight fitting shift.  Her big tits
mashed against my chest while we danced, and her dress
worked up and she straddle my thigh, and she was rubbing
her hairy cunt against my thigh.  I couldn't help it, I got a
boner.  Just when I thought she was going to take me to a
bedroom and fuck me, she kissed me with a wet mouth and
let go of me.  She took a young skinny black girl in her arms
and kissed her.  Then she forced the girl to her knees and
made the girl eat her pussy.

	When I looked around the men were paring up and
clothes were being shed.  There was a lot of kissing and
mutual masturbation going on.  I was impressed by the size of
their cocks.  My shipmate's uncle pulled me to a couch next
to a couple of guys already masturbating each other.

	The fat man started hugging and kissing me.  I didn't
like that taste of cigar on his breath, but that was forgotten
when he kissed me and pulled my cock out of my bell
bottoms.  He jacked me off until I was about to cum.  I
warned him, and he bent down and sucked me until I fed him
my sum.  Before the party was over I was draped over the
arm of a couch and almost every man there fucked my ass.

	After the party the uncle drove us home and we spent
the rest of the night suck cock and fucking ass.  My shipmate
had an impressive cock.  It was no bigger around than mine,
but the damned thing had to be the longest cock I had ever
seen.  When I was giving him a blowjob I had to swallow it.  I
couldn't breathe until I pulled back to clear the passage so I
could breathe through my nose.  I got a lot of cock the
reaming couple of years of my enlistment.

	When I was discharged I returned to driving the truck
with my dad.  He had renewed a relationship with an old
friend while I was in the Navy, and his friend had a young son.
Steven was 12-years-old.  I enjoyed the innocent way he
responded to being sucked and fucked by the three of us.  We
taught him how to seduce his friends, and when they were
broken in, he would bring them to us to finish their
education.  I loved the look on the face of a boy the first time
they got a mouth full of cum, and their pleading to pull out of
them the first time they were fucked by a man.




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