Date: Thu, 20 Aug 2015 20:28:41 +0000 (UTC)
From: jhtravus@yahoo.com
Subject: Getting My Moody Son to Lighten Up Chapter 7

Thanks for the comments, guys! I'm glad so many of you are enjoying this
story. I've already finished more chapters and I'll be posting them every
few days. For those of you who want more, you should check out another
series I'm working on in the interracial section called Horny Exchange
Student. The first few chapters are already posted and I've already written
more chapters and it gets really, really hot. I'm hoping you guys give it a
look.

Comments and suggestions for further chapters are always welcomed at
jhtravus@yahoo.com and please remember to donate to nifty if you can. Enjoy



      				Chapter 7


      The next day my dad and I went to the supermarket. Sure, it may seem
completely normal for a father and son to shop together and pile food into
the basket, and school supplies, and mouthwash, but when your son pulls out
a value jumbo tub of lube and dumps it right on the top of the cart for the
world to see it starts to look less normal. I wanted him to put it at the
bottom of the cart so people wouldn't see it but Jeff said no. It was like
he was marking me as his territory in public.

	The cashier gave my father a disapproving look as she rang up the
giant tub of lube at the end of our trip. "What a horrible father to shop
for things he uses to have sex with his girlfriend while his son is here."
She must have thought. "Poor child. Times sure have changed since I was a
kid." I laughed to myself at her disapproving glance. Little did she know
that lube was for my cock, not his. My dad was buying this huge tub of lube
so I could fuck him over and over again until we'd be back for another
tub. She was right about one thing, though. Times sure have changed. If
only she knew just how much.
      Just as we were leaving the store she turned around to watch us leave
and gave my dad another disapproving stare, and even though it was risky, I
gave her a good glimpse as I reached out and grabbed my dad's meaty ass
cheeks and smiled her way, mouthing, "We'll be back for more soon!" right
as the mechanical doors shut in her scandalized face.

      	"What the fuck were you thinking, Jeff?" My dad scolded me on the
way home. "People could have seen you. People we know." My dad said,
furiously, clearly distressed.

      	"Dad, there was no one there. I didn't like the look she was giving
you And besidesÉ" I said putting my hand on his knee. "I like marking my
territory."

      	My dad looked at me and smirked. "Oh, so that's what it is?" He put
his hand on top of mine and clutched it. "You want people thinking I'm
yours, huh?"

      	"You are mine." I retorted, giving his leg a squeeze.

      	"Yeah, well you can't keep doing that in public, Jeff. It's not
appropriate. People will start to talk and they'll worry about you."

      	"So what am I supposed to do if someone makes a move on you right
in front of me?"

      	"Just how much of a commodity do you think your old man is?" He
laughed.

      	"If only they knew."

      	"Well just because someone wants to have sex with me doesn't mean
they get to."

      	"I do."  I corrected him.

      	"Yes. You do." He grinned and winked at me.

      	"Whenever I want it." I reminded him.

      	"Whenever you want it, son." He replied, obediently.

      	"Now that's what I like to hear." I said, reaching under his shirt
to play with his chest hair.

      	"Not while I'm driving, son." He said sternly.

      	"I can have you whenever I want." I reminded him.

      	"Well what good is my ass to you if we're both dead on the
highway?" He laughed.

      	"Good point." I said, pulling his shirt back down. When we get home
I'll bring in the groceries. I want that ass lubed up and ready for me in
five minutes."

      	"Whatever you want, son. It's yours."







	My dad had to leave town on business for four days the next
week. Four. Fucking. Days. Four days I had to go without dumping my loads
into his ass. I made him promise me he wouldn't jerk off while he was away
and I was going to do the same. When I picked him up from the airport he
got in the car hurriedly and leaned over to kiss me.

	I was so happy to see him. I was pulling out of the parking garage
when my dad all of the sudden grabbed my arm to stop me.

	"Son, I don't think I can wait that long." He said quickly.

	"What do you mean, you want me to fuck you right here in the car?"
I laughed.

	"That's exactly what I want." He said, unbuttoning the top buttons
of his shirt and leaning in to kiss me. Oh fuck, we were going to fuck in
this parking garage.

	"Jesus Dad, at least let me pull into a spot." I said, pushing him
away as he tried to kiss me.

	I found a spot close to the back of the garage where I hoped no one
would see us.

	My dad undid all of the buttons on his shirt so that it lay open at
his sides. I loved his hairy pecks poking out. He reclined his seat as best
he could to be as flat as possible and he laid down to remove his pants and
boxers. I decided to keep my shirt on and just took off my pants and
underwear.

	"Come on, son, I need it bad." My dad begged, lifting his legs and
exposing his hole to me." His 10 inch dick was hard as concrete against his
stomach. He wasn't lying. He really did need it bad.

	I got in between the dashboard and my dad and lined my dick up with
his hole. "Are you sure about this, Dad? We don't have any lube."

	"Come on, son, just lube it as best you can." He said, spitting
into his hand and wetting his hole. I followed suit and slicked up my dick
as well as I could and then pressed it into his hole.

	I slowly sank into him while placing my palm on one of his pecks to
brace myself.

	"Oh fuuuuuuck, son. " My dad groaned. His eyes were closed and his
head was staring up at the ceiling of the car, his hands wrapped around my
ass cheeks to pull me in closer to him. "God damn, that feels amazing."

	I stopped pushing into him and he opened his eyes briefly. "What's
wrong, son? Keep going. I can handle it."

	"Uh Dad?" I said apprehensively.

	"What is it, son?"

	"You kind of came." I said, running my finger through the thick wad
of cum smeared around his chest.

	"What?" He questioned, leaning his head up to look. Before him lay
his rock hard cock and a small pool if cum leaking from it onto his belly
button.

	"Well fuck." He said, amazed. "That has to be a record."

	I laughed. I wasn't even half way in him when I saw him start to
drip and before I could stop he was shooting. This really was a record.

	"Do- Do you want me to stop?" I asked disappointed.

	"God no, keep going. I'm good for at least another round." He
assured me, leaning his head back down and getting into the moment again
before poking his head back up. "At least you can use it to slick me up
better now." He said, wickedly.

	"Oh fuck yeah." I smiled, scooping up the load he had shot and
withdrawing my dick so I could smear it up and around his hole. I was
amazed at how resourceful the human body could be when it came to getting
laid. Using my own father's cum to fuck him was pretty kinky even for us.

	We fucked like rabbits that night. We really missed each other.
After four days of him being gone it was nice going to sleep being able to
wrap myself around him and keep him close to me, where he belonged.