Date: Sat, 8 Dec 2012 12:51:44 -0800 (PST)
From: Frank NIaw <lannyr99@yahoo.com>
Subject: FATHER-SON TALK - part 3

		     FATHER-SON TALK 3 -- More Freddy
				    by
				TucsonDaddy
			    lannyr99@yahoo.com

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between boys and men.  If
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FATHER-SON TALK 3 -- More Freddy

"How do you want to do this?" I asked

"Dunno. Never been fucked before," he said shaking his head to emphasize
his ignorance.

"Dad, gave me a couple of suggestions," I said laying on the bed while
looking into his face.  A face I'd never forget for what he was giving me:
my homosexual fantasy

"What were they?" he asked.

"He gave me a box that he said I should wait until we were together to
open."

"Where is it?" asked Freddy excitedly.

"Right here.  Under my bed," I answered sliding off to the floor.  I raised
the material that surrounded my bed and concealed the wheels, and reached
beneath it.  "Here it is," I said standing up then resuming my seat on the
bed.  Freddy was kneeling there looking so desirable.

"Gawd but you are sexy," I said turning to take his face in my hands and
kissing him.  It continued for a wonderfully long time, then he said,
"Let's open the box and kiss later."

"Oh poo!," I pouted.  "I like kissing you."

"Me too.  We'll do lots of that tonight.  For now let's open the box."

I lay the box between us and pulled the ribbon off.  Then lifting the lid,
I put it aside.  "Wow!" exclaimed Freddy.  "Look at this stuff."

Inside the box were dildos of various sizes, two small bottles of lube and
two packs of condoms.

"What do we need these for?" Freddy asked indicating the condoms.  "It's
not like we'll get pregnant."

Laughing, I told him that dad explained these are for cleanliness.  When we
finish fucking, our condoms will be covered with shit.  We can pull off the
condom seal it and the odor is locked in the tube.  Then I can lick the
residual cum off your cock."

"Seems like a good idea."

"Or we could give ourselves enemas so we could fuck bare back then suck the
juice from our cocks when we pull out."

"I dunno 'bout that.  Ever done one?" he asked skeptically.

"No but we could go online to find out."

"Why don't we just start doing it the normal way?  I want you inside me."

"OK, then lets get you lubed up and start sticking the dildos up your ass
to stretch you."  He agreed so we began by opening the dildos, beginning
with the smaller ones.

"I'll do you first then you can stick one up my butt," I said selecting the
smallest.

"OK," he responded selecting the next size.

Handing him one bottle of lube, I said, "This is to make them slick so they
can slide in easily.  Our asses are not like pussies 'cause they don't get
wet like a pussy."  He opened his bottle to pour some onto the dildo.  Too
much ran out, dripping off the end onto the bed. "Oops," he said with a
giggle.  "It comes out fast and we don't need a lot.  It sure spreads out."
He was rubbing the dildo like an erection.  "Oooo!  Slick!  Bet it goes in
easily."

I handed the towel to Freddy.  "This is soooo exciting.  Like I've been
waiting for my sexy lover for a long time."  I rolled onto my belly and
raised my ass.  Pushing back made my cheeks spread even more so Freddy
could have a clear shot.  "Use some lube on my hole, honey," I said.  A few
seconds later, I felt the coolness of his lube-coated finger circle around
my pink rosebud.  "Mmm...," I sighed.  "Your finger feels so good.  Your
cock oughta feel better."  He pressed in meeting resistance.  "Harder.  You
won't hurt me," I instructed.  He did; his finger slipped in.  "Ooo...,
Yes!  Feels soooo very good."  He was pushing his finger in and out,
pseudo-fucking me with his digit.

"I like doing this to you, babe," he responded.  "You ready for the dildo?"

"Give it too me.  I'm more than ready."  I realized that my cock was steel
hard from the excitement.  Only seconds later I felt the dildo pressing
against my hole.  "Here goes," he said.  He pushed lightly at first to meet
resistance immediately.  "Harder!" I breathed.  Pressure increase on the
plastic thing entering my butt.  More pressure and suddenly, I let out a
yelp.

"You OK?" asked Freddy, worry in his tone.

"Yeah, I'm find.  You just took my flower!  You're past the muscle.  Oughta
slide in easy now."  Freddy didn't have to push hard at all now.  Just
shoved it all the way in.  I felt the base press against my cheeks.  "Oh,
yeah.  Nice.  Now pull it out and back in.  Like you're fucking my pussy."
I love saying those words: my pussy.  Freddy was turning me into his girl.

He began to slowly retract his dildo until only the head remained inside,
they reversed to push it back in to the stop.  "How you feeling, babe.
Feels good to do this to you, like I'm watching my cock slide in and out of
you.  Gawd, but I like this."

"Hey!"  I said.  "I think I'm ready for the real thing."

"You sure, honey?  This is the smallest.  There are two more sizes."

"Screw that!" I declared my lust-bravado was making me ready whether my
body was or not.  "I want your cock inside me.  Now!"

Taking the condom from the night stand, he tore it open and rolled it over
his hard on.  Freddy slapped my bare cheek with a sharp whack.  I cringed.
"What was that all about?" I asked.

"Shut up, bitch," he chuckled slapping me again.  "Your gonna do what I
tell you and no questions.  Understand?" he growled in a demanding voice.
He punctuated his "request" with another firm slap on my butt.  I gasped
feeling the sting of his hand yet his change of character from my friend to
my someone I didn't know but I liked the feeling of being dominated like
this.  The stinging slaps became love taps that was turning my lust into a
raging beast.  I could only want.  Want his attention and his cock buried
deeply into my pussy.

"Yes! Yes!," I cried out.  "I'm your bitch.  I want your cock.  Push it in
make me into your girl."

"That's more like it," he said moving behind me to press his cock against
my hungry cunt.  "I've been watching you strut your ass around like you own
the world.  Now I'm gonna make my dick your world.  You got that, bitch?"

"Yes! I've secretly wanted you to fuck me for years.  I've tried to get
your attention but it was like you were snubbing me.  Now I want to be
yours.  Fill me up with your big dick so my dreams can come true."  I was
panting from desire.  His words, demanding and harsh, rang in my ears.  He
was telling me had been lusting for me which gave me a thrill unlike
anything I'd felt before.

His lube-slicked head rubbed around my hole, teasing me.  "You like that,
slut?  You like feeling the cock that's gonna take your cherry. That's my
cock teasing your hole."

I wriggled my ass.  "Gawd, yes.  I want you inside me.  Make me your bitch,
your slut."

His head was pressing against the pink wrinkled entrance to my tunnel now.
He leaned forward pressing against the resistance my body was making to
keep him out.  Pausing for a bit to check his depth, he resumed pressing.
I squeeze like I was trying dump a load.  I could feel my lips begin to
spread.  He was getting in!

"Oh, yes, baby, fill me.  Shove your cock into all the way.  Make me your
bitch slut, your cock whore."  The words spilled out of me and felt so good
saying them.

He continued pushing.  I felt my hole giving.  I also felt the sting of
reaching my tolerance limits.  He was opening me like a jack hammer,
tearing down resistance.  The sting became discomfort.  I groaned as his
pressure was turning his entrance from pleasure into something less so.
"Uhn..." I grunted wanting his dick inside me, yet my body rebelling at his
entrance.

"My gawd but you are one tight pussy," he complained.  "But I'm gonna fill
you."  His pressure turned from gently entering me into a hard push forcing
his head past my sphincter.  He was in!

Victory!

His entrance was like a hot rod had been shoved up my ass.  My muscle
clenched spasmodically.  He said nothing, knowing that his entrance had
caused real pain.  I lay gasping as he paused.  Just lying there, with his
cock inside me, his comforting weight pressing down on my back helped me to
recover from the shock of breaking in.  Gradually the pain declined until I
could breath normally.  "I'm OK now," I said.  "Fuck me.  Make me your
bitch."

"Oh, yeah, you are my cock slut bitch," he growled back.  "I'm really gonna
fuck your ass."  His actions reflected his words.  He slid his cock in then
pulled back to wait for a few seconds.  Then in again but further and back.
With each re-entrance, his cock went deeper until I felt his bag of nuts
against my cheeks.  All this in silence until he reached full depth and the
initial pain had dissipated to become pleasure "Oh, baby, you are so tight.
I'm gonna love making you my own bitch."  Pausing for a second he began to
withdraw his rod from my depths.

"Oh, YesYesYesYes!" I was babbling and thankful that we were alone, that
none other could hear my heated cries.  "I can't believe how good you feel
inside me, lover."  His cock was like a steel rod bringing me pleasure I
had only guessed at, fantasized about.  Now it was reality, my dream coming
true.  He pulled back slowly then drove in more quickly.  In a moment he
was banging away at my backside, his balls flopping against mine in a
rhythm.  His cock in its in and out motion was hitting against my G spot.
The sensation in my prick told me I was close to climax.  "I'm gonna cum in
a second," I whispered anticipating the flood by only two seconds.

I shot my load in one of the most explosive ejaculations I'd felt in a long
time.  "Oh, shit.  Oh, damn!" I moaned as my semen-filled balls emptied
themselves onto the sheet beneath.  Freddy was pounding away at my ass in
abandonment.  His cock ruled his body.  His mind of stand by.  "Oh, gawd.
Oh, gawd," he gasped as he pushed his dick into me trying to force it even
further than before.  He held it there and I felt his steel-hard cock
pulse.  Once, twice, thrice and then even a fourth.  Then he collapsed atop
me pressing me down against the large cummy wet spot.

His conquest was complete.  I was his.

We lay together in silence, memories of what had just happened replayed in
my mind: the teasing, the entrance, his filling me repeatedly with his
boyhood until he brought both of us to magical, marvelous completion.  I
felt something stir within me and realized that I was different now.  I
really was Freddy's cock slut, his bitch.  These thoughts played in my head
making me realize that I was no longer the same person now who had offered
my ass to my friend, now my boy friend, how long ago?  A few minutes?  An
hour?  An eternity?  It didn't matter any longer.  The deed was done; I'd
been fucked.  My world turned upside down.

Freddy stirred atop me.  "You OK, babe?" he asked softly.

I smiled replying, "I'm more than OK, hon.  I'm much more than OK.  I've
been fucked by my boy friend, my Freddy.  I really am your cock slut now.
I'm your boy bitch.  I...," my lips seemed unable to say the words I felt
for this boy.  "I..., " Pausing for the will to speak my mind, "I love
you."There it was out.  Another first in my now homosexual world.  The
world I belonged in with my Freddy.

He was silent.  Had I made the mistake of expressing my affection for him
so strongly.  Damn!  Why couldn't I have just told him how good he made me?
But no!  I had to spill my emotional guts.  I was still agonizing on this
mistake when he spoke.

"I love you too.  I've loved you for a long time but now I know that I am
completely in love with you.  I really needed to hear it from you too," he
signed and kissed the back of my neck softly.  "It's not supposed to be
like this, is it?" he asked.  "I, you and me, we're supposed to find a
girl.  You've got your Clarissa but I meet the right cute little cunt.
Then one day we get marred."  He chuckled at this imaginary time line.
"That's not gonna happen, is it?"

"Aren't you jumping to some pretty hard conclusions?" I responded.  "Right
now I'm feeling so gay, so homo, I don't want a Clarissa in my life.  I
want only you."

"Guess then this is the best time to come out," he said softly, words I
could barely hear.  "I'm homo, been homo all my life.  Only wanted to be
with a boy but never even got that close with one until you.  You accepted
all my little oddities.  Now I know I'm in love with you.  I've gone as far
as I can with girls."  He began to cry.

I had no rebuttal to this confession so lay quietly listening to his soft
sobbing, feeling his tears dribble down onto my neck.  Gradually his sobs
became gasps for air, then to normal breathing.  "I'm sorry about that.
Didn't think my admission would take so much out of me.

"Baby, you don't have to be ashamed.  Right now, in this moment, I feel
completely queer.  I'm your fag, your fairy.  If this moment could last
forever, I'd be happy with you.

"Oh thank you, babe," he said with feeling.  "I love you."  He laughed,
"And you know what else I feel?  I'm still hard.  Want to go another
round?"

I struggled to find a more comfortable position.  "Am I too heavy on you,
babe?" he asked.

"Not you.  I need to move.  Suddenly I realized that I too was hard
again. "Let's move so that we're facing each other."

He moved back and as he did, I felt his still-erect cum-covered cock slide
smoothly out of my bottom.  "Mmm... felt good, babe," he whispered.  I
turned over, onto my back, spreading my thighs, and raising them, inviting
him to move in between them.  He moved quickly to resume his wonderfully
dom position while I reached down to spread my cheeks allowing him easy
access to my treasure hole

His cock was still at a strong angle, I restrained my desire to reach out
and feel its masculine hardness.  "You're beautiful," I said admiring his
penis.  "What a cock."

"You're beautiful too, babe, You've got such a nice tight hole.  I love
filling you."  He scooted forward and leaned down to line up his pecker
with my hole.  Watching him it was as though I was seeing him in a
different way.  This was not just my boy friend.  He was also my friend, my
lover, my world.  He was intensely adjusting position until I felt his
hard, hard, hard, mushroom head contact my cunt hole.  He moved forward a
little more, his head not pressed firmly against me.  I gasped in delight,
knowing that in a moment, his boy would have his steel-hard prick buried
inside me.

He looked up and smiled.  "Contact!"  We laughed together.

It was all so good, so right, so natural for this male and me to be joining
our bodies not just in animal lust but in love.  Having released our queer
love for each other, all old restrictions vanished.  We were free to love
and fuck.  He lay down upon me, simultaneously pushing his cock back into
me.  I tensed momentarily clutching him to me as my still fresh pussy
responded to a new invasion.  Wrapping my legs around his waist, I began to
whisper love words to him.  He relented not one iota but moved once again
to claim his prize: me

"Make me your cock slut, Freddy.  Make me your bitch.  I only want to be
yours," I cried out trying to ignore the burning as he assaulted my cunt.
I squeezed to make entrance as quickly as possible.  My head thrown back in
passion I grunted with each millimeter of depth he attained.  "Uhng..
Uhng...  Uhng..."  Until I felt his head once more breach my barrier.  With
a sigh, I opened my eyes to look at his face, a mask of concentration
focusing on filling me.  "Ah!" he exclaimed realizing he was in.  Again.

I relaxed laying back to accept his dick and his love.  He moved his head
to look me in the eyes.  "I love you." he whispered.

"I love you too, babe.  Now fuck me." I replied hungry once more for the
rocking of his body thrusting and withdrawing from my depths.  Beginning
slowly, his pace gradually increased until we were both moving together.
He pushed in as I pushed toward him advancing cock. He withdrew and I
pulled back until just his head was the only part of his dick inside me.
Then a repeat.

"Oh, you gorgeous fucking bitch!" he growled staring at me with an
expression that told me he was sin charge.

"Yes!  Gawd yesYesYesYes!" I responded.  "Fill me with your thick hard
cock.  Make me your cock slut, your bitch, your cum-drinking queer lover."

He groaned arching his back.  "Here it comes, bitch," he said slamming
deeply inside me.  His cock began to pulse.

"Me too," I cried out feeling my own dick thicken and shoot what little
semen remained in my balls to spray between us.

Then it was over.  Our second love session.  His cock still-erect inside of
me.  My own was rapidly softening.  He once more allowed his body to relax
on top of me.  "Mmm....  You are one horny bitch boy," he sighed.

"You are one horny lover boy," I whispered back.

We lay together until our breathing came back to normal.  His eyes met mine
and we kissed.  His lips so soft and welcoming on mine.  I opened my mouth
to admit his tongue which I sucked like a small cock.  "Mmm.... you taste
so good," I said.

Now I could feel his cock growing soft.  Two love sessions together with
the same hard cock.  What a man!  What a penis!  I felt a surge of pride
knowing that he was mine and I was his.  I didn't want to share that prick
with anybody else, boy or girl.  It withered further; my muscle forcing it
out of my guts.  It flopped wetly between my still open and raised legs.
"Looks like you're all done."

"Completely," he replied.  I'm bushed.  You wanna roll over so we can lay
on our sides with your legs still around me?"

"OK," I said and we moved so that Freddy and I were still locked together
by my legs.  His damp cock against my inner thigh.  What a wonderful
feeling of completion.  Our mouths moved toward each other, our lips
meeting is a soft, passionate, and prolonged kiss.  We held each other
close, never wanting this moment to end.  But eventually it did and we
pulled apart.  We lay together, locked in each others arms softly talking
reliving each moment of our homo love making.  Talking until feeling began
to ebb from our limbs forcing us to reluctantly disentangle from one
another.

"Let's take a shower," he said.

"Yes," I answered allowing him to take charge.

He unrolled the condom from his prick, then wrapping it in a Kleenex, and
placing it on the night stand for later disposal.  His cock still moist
with residual cum.

He moved off of the bed and reached for my hand to help me to join him We
looked at each other and smiled.  I felt his semen dripping from my ass to
slide down my inner thigh.  So this was how a woman would feel as her
lover's cum would leave her.  "You're cum is leaking," I said.

"Get used to it, bitch," he said smiling.  "You're going to feel that a
lot."

Pulling him close, and wrapping him in my arms.  "I certainly hope so.
Feels so sexy knowing that it's yours and what we just did.  He pulled me
close for a kiss.

"OK, enough," he said pulling me toward the bathroom.  "We just gotta get
in there.  I want to clean up so we can go back to bed and you can fuck my
brains out."  I grinned in agreement moving with him to our goal.

Entering the bathroom, he stepped to the shower, opened the door, and
turned on the water.  He was about to go to the stool when I held him back.
"But I gotta...," his voice training off as he understood my need.
Smiling, he said, "OK, baby.  I'll feed you in the shower."

"Thanks for agreeing.  I was afraid you'd be disgusted," I replied happy to
know he would accept me as I am.

The water temperature now just right he stepped in bringing me with him.  I
closed the door and turned to join him beneath the cascading water washing
over our sweat- and cum-stained bodies.  Taking the body wash I urged him
backward out of the water so I could wash him.  Squeezing some liquid onto
my palm, I brought it to his chest which I slowly, lasciviously spread,
paying special attention to his nipples still hard and erect.  They were
larger than mine, easier to grip.  "Mmm..." he sighed.  "Careful or you'll
be bent over getting a third helping of my cock," he laughed.

"No danger of that.  I'm in charge.  I've got the soap."

He acquiesced with a laugh allowing my hands full reign of his body.  Next
his arms, down his belly to find his semi-rigid prick straining to resume
command position.  I washed it and his balls carefully.  I wanted no taste
of my gut juices, although....  I stifled that thought.  Maybe later but
for now my other forbidden act.  He stepped into the cascade of warm water
that rinsed away the foamy residue.

Kneeling, I held his dick close to my mouth.  "Are you ready to feed me?" I
asked demurely as any cock slut bitch would for her boy friend.  He nodded.

My cock was so hard from the fantasy I was about to fulfill.  Leaning
forward, and opening my mouth, he placed his enlarged head onto my tongue.
I froze, wondering If I was wrong.  Would he hate me for doing what we were
about to do.

Standing over me, he looked down and said, "Here it comes, babe."

His piss began to flow, my heart was pounding, was I truly ready or just
over heated with lust.  My mouth partly full, I swallowed.  He was
maintaining a slow but steady flow of his golden water.  I felt light
headed as I realized I'd done it.  I was drinking his piss, a fantasy I'd
had for years.  My hands rested on his firm belly.  I looked up at his
face.  He was smiling down at me.  Blowing me a kiss.  "I love you for what
you are doing for me," he said

Another mouthful which I swallowed, and the flow continued.  I cannot say
how long I knelt before him drinking his warm offering but I was suddenly
aware that the flow had shrunken to a mere trickle.  Opening my mouth he
pulled his hardening cock out.  A single golden drop clung to his tip.
Without thinking, my tongue went out to slurp it off.  I leaned back on my
heels a dreamy feeling filled my head.  I was recovering from my first of
many, I hoped, future draining.

"That was amazing," he said softly.  "I never imagined you'd do that."

Standing I asked him with some trepidation, "Did you like that?  What I did
for you?"

He grinned and pulled me close for a kiss.  He did not hesitate to french
kiss me even though I just drank his pee.  He seemed all the more
passionate in kissing with his tongue roaming over the inside of my mouth.

"Not bad.  Fresh leaves so little aftertaste," he observed.

"Yes, old is rather salty and bitter."

"Now it's my turn," he said moving me out of the water stream so that he
could gently and carefully wash me completely.  That accomplished he turned
off the water and opened the door to bring in two large soft towels.  We
dried each other in the shower then dried our feet and stepped out.  I
looked at him and he at me.  "You ready for your grand opening," I asked.

"More than ready.  And I see you are ready to do me," he said looking at my
hard cock.  He took it, squeezed it and smiled.  "That one is ready."  he
confirmed.

Moving to the bed, he lay on his back in the center of the bed.  "We're
doing this right, no backdoor."

I took the second size dildo, applied lube generously, then with my same
slick fingers, rubbed around his tempting anus.  My first close up but not
my last, I knew.  It was a light-colored brown puckered spot just below his
ball sack.  A ridge ran the intermediate distance.  Touching it, he jump.
"Yikes! That feels odd but nice.  Do it again."  I ran my slick finger up
and down watching his cock bob up and down with each stroke.  He was
gasping.

"Back to business," I said returning to insert first one finger into his
resisting hole.  I pushed in deeper with his gasped as I probed even
deeper.  "You OK?" I asked.  He nodded without speaking.  I pushed in and
out, in and out feeling his muscle tense with each in stroke.  Cautiously I
inserted a second finger.  He jumped.  "Easy," he said.

I gently continued my anal massage until he stopped jerking each time I
pushed in.  Removing my digits, I picked up the dildo.  His eyes watched me
lube it up and bring it to his entrance.  "Ready?"  He nodded.  I began
gently enough pressing it against that puckered tight hole.  Pressing, I
asked him to squeeze.  As he did I felt the first movement into his cunt.
The tip had vanished inside with inches still remaining to enter.  "This
would be most interesting," I thought.

Continuing to push in, Freddy began to groan while I had not yet penetrated
past his gate.  Undeterred, I persisted.  Pressing in until I felt a slight
giving.  Freddy was gasping for air.  "My god but that hurt," he
complained.

"Oh?"  care to tell me about it?"

He grinned.  "OK, yes, I know."

"How does it feel to be the fuckee?"

"Give me a moment to get used to it and I'll tell you."  We paused with
most of the dildo still extending from his ass hole.

"Quite lovely," I thought.  "My cock will soon replace this plastic thing."

"OK, give me more," he said.

I slowly pushed the rest of the dildo into him, to the full six inches.  My
cock was only five inches so that was plenty of depth.  He was gasping now
in delight, the feel of this rod filling him.  "Like that?" I asked.

"Uh huh.  Let's get on with the real thing."  Nodding I pulled the dildo
out with a small pop and placed it aside.

Taking the condom from the night stand, I tore it open and rolled it over
my hard on.  He opened his legs and spread them wide as his hands pulled
his cheeks even wider.  Moving in close I pushed my stiff hard on down to
meet his anal passage.  Leaning in I felt the warm slickness of his hole
and pushed.  "Uhg!" Freddy gasped.  "Easy."

"Sorry," I whispered but I was undeterred.  I wanted his pussy.  Wanted it
bad.  I'd held off a long time.  Now it was close.  Slapping his cheek, he
jumped.  "Hey!" he said.

"How do you enjoy a love tap, pussy boy," I asked delivering a second to
his other cheek.

"Just shut up and fuck me."  With that invitation, I leaned in pressing
harder as he gasped beneath my insistent demand.  "Oh gawd.  Oh shit," he
was babbling.  He squeezed and I pushed until I felt my cock head break
through.  I was in.  Freddy was sobbing softly.

"OK, babe," I'm in.  "I'll give you some time to get used to me."  He
nodded.  I waited until his sobs declined to soft whimpering and pushed in.

"Ohhh!"  he groaned.  "What a feeling!"  I bottomed out, my full five
inches of rigid dick now buried inside him.  I rose onto my knees to look
at the beautiful sight.  "This is so amazing.  I'm completely inside your
pussy."

"Will you shut up and fuck me?" he said.  Smiling I lay back atop him, his
legs closed around my waist.  Now prepared, I pulled slowly out of his
pussy until only my head remained inside.  "Ah," we both sighed.  What a
delectable feeling.

"You are so tight." I said.  Faster was his response.

I pushed back in, paused for a second then pulled out.  Then it was in and
our, in and out.  I could only hear my panting until he spoke.  "I'm
cumming," he said followed by his cock pulsing beneath me adding to the
sweat between us making for easier sliding and faster fucking.  He was
still groaning from his ejaculation when I felt my own cock head swell and
then discharge what was left of my semen-filled balls into his gut.

What an intense feeling.  A thousand times more exciting that when I jack
off.  Even better than when he sucked me off.  Fucking is by far the best.
With the final pouring of cum into him, I just lay there panting and he ran
his fingers through my hair and softly kissed me.

"You're wonderful," he said softly.  I love you so much."  Paused then
continued, "Even more I love you with your cock stuffed up my behind.  You
make me feel so full!"

When my breath was recovered.  I said, "Your pussy is so tight.  Fucking
you is so natural.  Like I was born to be your fucker."

He laughed and agreed.  "This is the most homo I've ever felt.  Sucking,
kissing, fucking, pissing.  I feel so completely queer.  Thank you for
giving me this love."

We kissed a slow, long and passionate time.  When our face parted, I said,
"Let's do the shower again."

Agreeing he unhooked his legs from around me so I could sit up.  I moved
off of the bed allowing him to sit up.  We were about a foot apart when he
looked at my cum-filled condom.  I started to reach down and pull it off.
"Let me," he said unrolling my messy condom.  I handed him a Kleenex in
which he wrapped it and handed it to me to place it beside the other.
Slipping to his knees he pulled my soft, cum-covered cock into his mouth to
clean it off.

"Mmm...., baby, You have such a wonderful mouth.  Magic, in fact."
Standing there I looked down at his face.  Eyes closed, lips capturing my
penis and the feeling of his slowly and lasciviously running over my head
and shaft.  I could take no further stimulation and pulled out of his
surprised mouth.  "But..." he began

"Shower," I said pulling him to his feet.

Once again we made the march to the shower.  Once again we soaped and
cleaned each other.  Once again we resisted the crazy desire to suck again.
Homosexual urged resisted.  We toweled each other off and walked hand in
hand back to the bed.  He climbed in first and I followed to move into his
arms.

"M...," we both sighed.  His arms around me, I felt warm and safe.  Our
naked bodies pressed against each other, cocks back to full hardness.
Gradually we both relaxed, I reached over to turn off the light and return
to my lover's arms and in the quiet darkness we gradually drifted off to
sleep.

I was awakened later, the darkness broken only by some moonlight filtering
through the curtains.  Then I realized what it was.  A warm mouth was
massaging my hard on.  "Oh yes, babe.  Suck me off.  Drink my sperm.  Drain
my balls."  I stroked his head and he nursed me softly and slowly his hand
cupping my balls to slowly massage them.  I simply lay there enjoying his
ministrations.  The soft and slow suck, release, suck, release.

I never wanted this moment to end.  A moment of such intense intimate
pleasure that was completely enveloped me.  The rising lust in my groin
told me that the end was near.  I groan without warning my boy friend,
released a gusher of cum onto his tongue.  He stopped sucking me, simply
lapping the residual semen that still leaked from my pee hole.  As this
flow stopped he remained at my crotch, holding my soft cock between his
lips unwilling for this magic time to end.

Pulling him up to my arms we kissed letting me taste the sweet flavor of my
sperm and semen still coating his tongue.  Our tongues danced together
sharing my gift to him.  The last I remembered was our lips still pressed
together before I was about to drift off to sleep again

But I was startled back to groggy wakefulness by some noise.  It was thee
soft click of the door knob turning then a low light from the hallway
silhouetted a figure in the door way.  The shadow moved into my room and
pulled aside the curtain to admit more light.  I recognized dad.

"Why was he here," I wondered.

END OF PART 3

That question will be answered...  soon!