Date: Mon, 16 Jan 2017 11:08:08 -0500
From: Fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: The Fireman's Son, Chapter 23

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 23" {Rob} (M B oral anal)

Thanks to those who wrote after the last accumulated chapters. Here is the
chapter many of you have been asking about: "Dad Takes His Son".  I hope
you all find it exciting. The next chapter, covering the afternoon and
late, is ready to submit next. Thanks to all of you. I hope those who have
hung on despite being disappointed with the non-Dad events of the
summer. Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com.

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Fireman's Son Chapter Twenty-Three Dad Takes His Son and Gets a Piece of
the Action

	A few days after my visit to the firehouse and meeting Ted and
sucking his cock, Dad was back home for his off-duty days.  I went
downstairs to have breakfast with Mom before she went to work.  As usual, I
wore only my pajamas because I was going back to bed.  After Mom left, I
was clearing the dishes when I heard Dad moving around.  It was unusual for
him to be up so early.  He usually slept late when he was off duty.  While
I was bent over putting the dishes in the dishwasher I heard him come into
the kitchen.  Without looking up, I asked him if he wanted me to fix him
something to eat.  Suddenly, I felt my pajama bottoms being stripped down
my legs and felt my dad's rough hands on my ass.
	"Don't bother," he growled, "I'm gonna have some of this nookie
you've been passing around to the guys down at the station and no telling
who else."
	I started to straighten up, but he pushed me back down with one of
his big paws.  "Stay right there, baby.  Your Daddy's gonna eat some of
this hot little ass."  He spread my butt open and stuck his face into my
crack.  His whiskers and mustache scratched the sensitive flesh as he
started lapping with his wet tongue on my butt hole.  I braced myself
against the counter as my dad ate out my ass, getting it wet with his spit.
"Uhm," his muffled voice moaned, "this is some sweet-tasting pussy." I felt
his thick tongue lapping up and down my ass crack and then concentrating on
my hole. He made sloppy passes across and then hard against my pussy. I
felt his tongue harden and push against the tightly closed sphincter. "Open
up, Steve. Let me in that tight pussy," his muffled voice demanded. I
relaxed my hole liked I'd learned from Tony and all the other studs that
had been fucking me for the past eight or nine months and felt his hardness
push into me. "Yeah," I heard him moan. "Good stuff," he said as he fucked
the hot, wet thickness in and out into my relaxing rear door.
	Suddenly he withdrew and stood up.  I felt his hairy body brush my
smooth butt and then he was nudging into my crack with the blunt, slimy end
of his big, hard cock.  He bent over me, his hairy chest and belly tickling
my back.  "The guys at the station tell me this pussy hole's good and
tight," he whispered into my ear as he pressed his hardon against my ass.
"It's about time I got me a piece of my little boy's ass, don't you think,
son."
	"Yes sir, Daddy," I responded and then gasped as he plunged his
manrammer up into my chute.
	"You like Daddy's dick shoved up your tight little hole, baby?  You
like having your daddy fucking you?"
	"Oh, yes, Daddy!  Fuck my pussy!  Make me your fuck-boy, Daddy!  I
love the feel of your big Daddy cock ramming into my ass!" I cried, not
fully understanding where such pleas came from, as Daddy mercilessly rammed
his monster cock in and out of my asshole.  All I knew was having Daddy
fuck me was the best ever! Daddy fucked me hard and fast.  Soon, long
before I wanted, he shoved his cock into my guts and groaned as I felt him
shooting his load, blast after blast of the sperm that made me, filling me
up `til the thick juice was running down the insides of my thighs.  He
pulled his still hard cock out of my ass and jerked me around, pushing me
down on my knees in front of him.
	"Clean my cock, boy.  Lick all that shit off your daddy's dick," he
commanded in his gruff voice.  His still-hard cock was dripping with his
cum and my ass juices.  I plunged my mouth down to his pubes and sucked as
hard as I could.  The strong male scent coming from his crotch intoxicated
me.  I cupped his hairy balls and moaned as his prick continued to drip
sweet fluids all over my tongue.  Lowering my head, I licked through the
thick hairs covering his big balls, pushing the crinkly skin of his scrotum
around with my tongue.
	"That's good, baby.  Now get back up here and suck Daddy's cock
good and he'll give you another load of his sperm to fill your belly this
time."  He pumped his cock in and out of my sucking mouth, holding my head
in the viselike grip of his big, rough hands.  My cock was hard, had been
all the time he was fucking me.  Soon he was pumping his second load down
my throat and I was shooting my spunk onto the floor between his bare feet.
When he finished, he pulled his dick out of my mouth.  It was only half
soft even after two loads.
	"Clean up this mess and come up to my room," he ordered.  "Your
mom's on the rag and I've got lot's more cum that's built up in these balls
while I've been on duty.  You're gonna be a busy boy today.  Your old dad's
gonna give you all the cock you can take care of.  You won't need anybody
else while I'm home," he said as he left the room and went back up the
stairs.  I watched hungrily as he walked away.  My ass was twitching and my
mouth was watering in anticipation of the working over he had promised.  In
all my fantasies over the past week, driven by Harry's dirty questions
about my dad, I never dreamed that he really would make me his pussy-boy,
that I would be servicing the cock that made me.  I pulled my pajama
bottoms back on and hurriedly finished clearing away the breakfast things,
started the dishwasher, and got down on the floor to lick up the cum and
spit from the floor.
	When I was finished, I ran up the stairs and into my folks'
bedroom.  My dad was sprawled out in the rumpled bed lazily stroking the
massive cock that had already fucked both my pussies. I stood at the foot
of the bed staring at him. He was propped up against the headboard, his
hairy legs spread apart. Sprawled out in front of me was a god. We studied
about Greece last year in school and the thought of Zeus, the king of the
gods, or Ares, the god of war, flashed through my mind as I stared. But all
the pictures in the textbook of them were of smooth—skinned muscular men
with not very big cocks. In front of me was a god of gods, an older god. I
remembered reading about Minotaur, a bull-god, a god I remembered thinking
of as a god of male sex!
       My dad's dark hair was still rumpled from sleep. His dark mustache
rode across the top of his mouth and his chin and cheeks were bristly with
the dark stubble of his beard. His thick neck rose up from broad, muscular
shoulders separated by the thick muscles of his chest. Below those two
slabs capped by large dark nipples, ran his flat, corrugated abdomen which
ended at a slightly rounded, hair covered belly. The whole expanse of
muscled torso was covered with dark curly hair. From the dark forest of his
crotch and thighs rose a man's cock, thick and oozing slimy pre-cum that
ran down the shaft to be lost in the dense hair at its base. It wasn't as
long as some of the other cocks I'd had; the Jenkins brothers, Juan, Rick
the White's handyman; but it was thick and hard. A cock that knew how to
ram deep into pussies, stretching them and making them know they were being
fucked. As he stroked his meat, his other hand cupped and played with his
hair-covered balls.
	"Get out of those pajamas and get up here and suck my balls," he
ordered.  I stripped as fast as I could and crawled across the foot of the
bed to stretch out between his legs, my face pressed into his hairy crotch.
I stuck out my tongue and began lapping on his massive, hairy ball bag
while he continued to slowly stroke his big cock.  "That's it.  Lick those
nuts.  Cool `em down for Daddy so he can rest up some before plugging that
hot pussy-hole of yours again."  I licked and lapped, drenching the thick
hairs that covered the surface of Daddy's scrotum with my spit before
sucking each of his big balls into my mouth. I could only get one in at a
time. I sucked gently as I continued to caress under the base of his
ball-bag with my tongue. When I pulled off the second one, I continued
licking his hairy sack, sucking on the loose skin and chewing on the thick
hairs. I turned my face to run my drooling mouth up into the crease of his
crotch and into the thick hairs covering his upper thigh and then moved to
the other side. I could taste the sweat and other manly flavors that had
gathered there since the shower he had taken before dinner. He moved his
feet up flat on the bed and raised his ass off the mattress.
	 "Get down in my crack.  Bathe my sweaty crotch with that slut
tongue," he ordered.  I twisted my head and pushed my face deep into the
dark-haired space between his legs up under his balls.  He lifted up higher
and I was able to get my tongue in and lick and tease the ridge that ran
down his perineum from his balls to his hole.  By pressing my face hard
into his crotch and stretching my tongue out as far as I could, I was able
to just lick his puckered asshole and wet it down with the mouth drool my
tongue was covered with. He slid down more and pulled his hairy legs up
toward his chest. "Get in there and really eat that ass. Slobber in that
hairy trench and get it wet with your spit. Bury your face in that crack so
I can feel that tongue lapping on my hole. Show your daddy what you can do
with that dick-licker. Eat my hairy shithole. Eat it out good. Harry tells
me you like having your face buried in a man's sweaty ass, eating his hole,
smelling his funk."
	While my father was spewing out all these dirty, nasty orders, I
was in heaven. I had never imagined my daddy talking to me like
this. Nobody had talked this dirty to me. None of the big stud jocks who
had used me and called me "pussy", "slut", "whore" had talked this way. I
couldn't get enough of the hard, hairy mounds of ass muscle. I buried my
face in between them, slobbering them with my wet tongue. I turned over
onto my back so I could get more of my face into the musty wetness that was
almost suffocating me, licking and slurping on the tight muscle of my dad's
asshole, sucking and chewing on the hairs that surrounded it. I could feel
the sloppy, wet hairs covering my nose and clamping around my cheeks. The
smell was making my head spin, sweat, man-musk, cum, piss, other smells I
could not recognize. My cock was harder than I could ever remember it
being. I reached blindly for it.
	"Don't touch that cock, slut-boy. This is not about you. You're
here to service your daddy. You're mine and you belong to me. You're here
to suck and get fucked, not to pleasure yourself. Now get up here and chow
down on this big salami," he commanded, waving his cock in the air.  "It's
hot and ready for that talented throat of yours."  I quickly pulled out of
Daddy's ass and got up on all fours and dived down to swallow all of his
throbbing dick.  I pressed down until my face was buried in his thick mat
of hair.  When I came up for air, I wrapped my lips around the fleshy,
drooling head of his prick, caressing it with my tongue.  I could feel his
hard-muscled body tremble as I worked on his glans, moved down the thick,
hard shaft, then back `til I had just the huge helmet in my mouth.  After
sucking on his cock-tip and teasing the oozing slit for a few minutes, I
moved back down to the base and began to tongue-bathe the bulging boner.
	I reached down to fondle his cum-filled balls, wet and sloppy with
my spit. I was excited by the thought of the spurting jets of white jism
that would soon come from them.  I ran my tongue up and down the sensitive
tube along the underside of Daddy's long hard prick shaft.  I could taste
his salty pre-cum oozing out over my tongue as I touched the piss-slit
again and then stuffed the luscious thickness of his hardon back into my
mouth.  The rubbery cock-tip hit the back of my throat as I swallowed his
fuck-shaft down again to the hairy base.
	When I came off it again, Daddy's throbbing boner was glistening
from the spit, throat slime and pre-cum coating it.  I licked over the
entire surface, taking the time to suck up all of his delicious bubbling
pre-cum as I worked around the piss-slit.  The taste of Daddy's prick was
fantastic.  Then his big thick prong slid down into my throat again.
	"Oh, yes, baby," Daddy moaned.  "You make your old man feel so
good."  I felt his cock jerk in my mouth and I dove down around his prick.
I sucked and slobbered all over my dad's long hard cock, letting the
cockhead slip down into my throat on each wild, long stroke.
	"Christ!" Daddy hissed as he started coming in a rushing jet.  The
hot cum spewing down my throat brought me to another climax and I shot my
cum all over the sheets as my mouth was filled over and over with jism from
my father's spurting prick.  Daddy collapsed back onto the pillows, pulling
me on top of him.  I snuggled up against his hard, hairy body and put my
arms around his neck.
	"Oh, Daddy, I love you and I want to take care of you always.  I
want you to use me for your pleasure whenever you want," I whispered, my
face pressing up against his thick strongly muscled neck.
	"Well, taking care of me, as you call it, is your mother's job, and
although sometimes she can't or doesn't feel like it, I don't think she'd
be willing to abdicate to her little boy. But I can promise we'll keep this
our little secret, and I've got enough cock to keep you both happy," he
said as he fondled my round, firm butt.  "Now let's get a little rest.  I
want another crack at that tight ass of yours before lunch."
	We slept for a couple of hours; me snuggled up against Dad's hairy
body, his arms cradling me in their strong bands.  I woke to find him
fondling my butt, pulling my ass cheeks apart and running his fingers down
into my smooth, hairless crack.  He bent his head down and buried his face
in the silky valley.  I felt his raspy tongue licking down, finding my
puckered hole and teasing it with the dripping tip.
	"What a sweet ass," he whispered as he lapped away, drooling spit
down into the crevice.  "Sweet and smooth as a girl's.  Baby, who broke you
in to man-sex?  Who took your sweet cherry?"  I hesitated.  I didn't want
to get Tony into trouble, but I knew I couldn't lie to Daddy.  "I bet it
was Tony Alvoretti, wasn't it?" Dad asked, seemingly reading my mind.
"Back in September of last year when you two got so chummy.  I should have
guessed, an older hot, sexy stud like Tony and my little boy running around
together.  When did he turn you over to his buddies?  That party out at his
dad's cabin before graduation?  How many had you that night?"
	"Oh, Daddy, it was Tony and Jimbo Sims, JoJo Jonson, Jon and Jim
White, Kurt Remington, and Luis Mendoza – Seven!"
       "Did it turn you on, being used by a bunch of older, horny studs?
Most of Tony's friends have left for college now.  Is that why you went out
to the park?  Looking for hot dick to satisfy your hungry pussy?"
	The whole time Dad was interrogating me with these questions that
he already seemed to know the answers to, he was playing with my ass,
squeezing my firm, round buns and running his fingers down in my crack.
With the last question about my hungry pussy, he pushed against my
sphincter and forced a couple of fingers into my cum-filled hole.  He was
silent for a while, concentrating on finger-fucking my ass.  Soon he was
fucking me with all four of his fingers squeezed together to make a hard
dick-like probe.
	"You like this, baby?  You like a man fucking your little asshole
with his big fingers?"
	"Oh, yes, Daddy.  It feels so good, your fingers fucking in and out
of my pussy."
	"Is that how you think of your asshole, as a pussy?  A hole for
men's cocks?"
	"Oh, yes, Daddy.  I know that's what it's for.  I love to have big,
hard men's cocks shoved up my ass, pounding into me until they shoot their
hot loads of cum up into my guts."
	"How many men have had their cocks in your pussy? Tony and his
buddies and who else?"
	"Oh Daddy, I'm not sure. I'd have to count: Luis Mendoza's Uncle
Jose and his mechanics, Luis' younger cousin Rafe and his friends down in
the barrio, Bart and John Jenkins, oh, and Matt Sims, some baseball players
from Franklin and Jake, a friend of Jim's."
	"What about Jim? Has he fucked you?"
	"No, Daddy. I only suck his cock."
	"Why's that?"
	"Well, Daddy, as you know, Jim and I are best friends, and we've
been jacking one another off for a long time. After Tony taught me, I sort
of tricked Jim. I slowly changed from stroking to sucking his cock. He
didn't know at first. He likes to close his eyes and talk about girls when
I'm jacking him. I'm sure he's figured it out, but we still pretend, and he
still jacks me off after I do him."
	"Don't you want him to fuck you?"
	"Oh, yes, Daddy, but I'm afraid he might not want to, and we might
not be friends any more."
	"I can promise you, honey, if he's been letting you suck his cock
all this time, he'll be glad to fuck you with it, and he'd be crazy to give
up such a good deal. So, it sounds like you've really been around. And you
really like having all these guys fucking your ass and making you suck
their cocks?"
       "Oh, yes, Daddy."
       "Well, we'll have to see that you get plenty of cock.  I want my
little boy to be happy.  I think the guys down at the firehouse will be
glad to oblige. I'm sure Harry and Ted are hot for more, and I might know
some friends who might enjoy your pussies, but right now, your daddy's cock
is hard and ready to fuck.  Roll over on your belly and spread your legs,
son, I'm horny for more of my boy's ass."
	I did as he ordered and raised up slightly on my knees so that my
ass stuck up in the air, my cheeks spread, my ass pucker leaking from his
earlier fuck and winking at Daddy's lust-filled eyes.  He growled deep down
in his throat, "You sure know how to get into position so your man don't
have any trouble plugging your ass.  Tony really taught you good," as he
swung over to kneel between my legs and aimed his butt-buster at the
inviting target.  I felt him plunge forward, his hard, hairy thighs
scraping across the insides of my silky-smooth ones, then the drooling head
found its mark and he was buried to the hilt in my ass, his furry belly
tickling my behind and his dangling balls banging against mine.  Every inch
of his steel-hard fucker was buried in my asshole.
	"Oh, yes, Daddy.  Hard!  Fuck my hot pussy!  Fuck me harder!  I can
take it!  Really pound my ass this time!  Make me know I'm being used by my
hard, hot daddy, that he's using me for his pussy, his fuck-boy!  Fuck me!
Fuck me!" I yelled as Daddy pounded me into the mattress with his heavy
body, fucking his big daddy cock hard up into my guts. My cock was hard
again as it rubbed against the already cum-wet sheet.  Daddy fucked me
hard, keeping it up for a long time since this was his fourth time this
morning.  The sweat poured off his body, soaking my back and running down
into the sheets.  The odor of sweat and sex and male musk was so
overpowering I felt dizzy. My head was swimming as I was crushed under the
weight of my sex-crazed father.  My cock was creaming constantly.  Every
time the head of his ramrod scraped across my prostate, it spurted out a
new load.  I was in heaven.  I couldn't have been happier.  Finally, his
massive body on top of me went stiff.  I could feel his muscles like bands
of steel pressing into my back, ass, and legs.
	"Here it comes!" he shouted.  "Take my load, baby.  Feel Daddy's
cum shooting up your ass!"  He gave one last mighty thrust into my cunt and
I felt his hot jism shooting out of his throbbing cock, bathing my insides
and making me feel warm from the inside out.
	He collapsed on top of me and lay panting in exhaustion.  After he
recovered from the power of his orgasm, he raised up, pulling his soft but
still massive cock out of my asshole.  The cum flowed out as soon as it was
unstopped.  With one last caress of my ass, he got up and headed for the
bathroom.  "I've got to get dressed and go to Rotary Club.  You better get
these sheets off the bed and get them washed and dried and back on so your
mother won't know what happened."
	I rolled over and lay there, listening to the water running in the
shower.  I wished I could get in with him, but he hadn't invited me.  When
he came out of the bathroom, drying his hairy body with a big, rough towel,
I was still lying in the bed.  When he saw me, his cock started rising.  He
walked over and stood beside the bed, his cock by now standing out straight
from his bushy crotch.
	"You better give me a quick blow job to take care of this and then
get out of here so I can get dressed," he said looking down at his massive
hardon.  I rose up and locked my mouth around the hard shaft, sliding up
and down, caressing the sensitive underside with my tongue.  "Ah, that
feels good.  You really know how to suck a man's cock. They've turned you
into a real whore," he whispered as he began to fill my mouth with a slow
flowing stream of cock juice.  When he was finished and his cock began to
soften, he withdrew and pulled me out of the bed.  "Now get out of here,
you little slut.  Go get dressed and then come back for the sheets."
	I picked my pajamas up off the floor and went to my room.  I heard
Dad dressing and going down the stairs and then the car start in the
driveway and drive off.  I went back into his bedroom and threw myself on
the rumpled sheets.  I buried my face in the cum and sweat soaked linens
and inhaled the smells of sex and man.  My cock began to rise and I turned
over and beat off another load.  I'd never felt so satisfied, not with
Tony.  Not even the night he and his buddies had gang-banged me or when any
of the other men my dad didn't know about had used me.
	After a while, I got up, stripped the bed, and took the sheets down
to the laundry room.  While the washer and dryer were running, I showered,
dressed, and made up my own bed.  Then I put the sheets back on and made up
Mom and Dad's bed.