Date: Sun, 23 Aug 2015 20:50:30 +0000 (UTC)
From: jhtravus@yahoo.com
Subject: Getting My Moody Son to Lighten Up Chapter 8

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      			Chapter 8


      The alarm clock woke us up. My dad opened his eyes and groaned
disappointedly. "Up, son." He said drowsily, hitting the snooze button.

	"I don't want to go to school today, Dad." I said half asleep. I
wrapped my arms around his hairy chest and pulled him close to me, wanting
to fall back asleep.

	"You've got to go to school, son." He said, leaning back to kiss my
arm.

	Even in this state I was starting to get morning wood. I lifted one
of my legs and wrapped it around his hip, my hard, leaking cock grinding
against his ass.

	"Not gonna happen, son." He said, agitated as he got up from bed."

	"Come on, Dad, I missed you. Besides, I don't have anything
important today." I said angelically.

	I played with my big cock, slapping it against my abs and looking
at him expectantly.

	"Son, don't do this to me. You know I can't let you miss school
just so you can stay home and fuck me." He pressed.

	"Why not? You know you want it." I grinned, grasping my big cock
and moving it around to show him how big it was.

	He bit his lip, conflicted.

	"Come on, Dad." I pled, getting up and kissing his neck. "Tell me
you don't want me to throw you on that bed right now and fuck the cum out
of you."

	"Oh fuck, son." He groaned, reaching back to grab my cock.

	"Alright fine. I'll let you miss the first half of the day. But I'm
taking you to school after lunch." He relented, taking off his shirt and
rolling us into bed.

	"Whatever you say, Dad." I smiled, kissing him.

	Needless to say, I was fucking the fifth load out of him by the
time school let out for the day.

	When I woke up from our nap later that afternoon my dad was staring
up at the ceiling with a troubled look on his face. God he looked
handsome. I put my hand on his chest to play with his chest hair. There was
still a good bit of dried cum he had shot into it.

	"What's the matter?" I asked.

	"Jeff, the whole point of this thing we're doing was to make sure
you were doing better in school." He said seriously.

	"Dad, I am. I made honor roll. You know that."

	"I know that, son, and I couldn't be more proud. But I did
something today that I shouldn't have done. I should have made you go to
school."

	He was really beating himself up about this. "Dad, this was just a
one time thing, I promise." I assured him.

	He looked at me and said, "Jeff, I love you so much. But you need
to know that I want what's best for you and when you bring that big thing
out of your pants all of the sense in my head just goes away and I go cock
crazy. If we're going to make this work you've got to meet me half way
here. I'm just not strong enough to resist you and you know it."

	I sighed. "Dad, I don't want you beating yourself up about this. It
won't happen again."

	He got out of bed and started making dinner. I hated seeing him
like this. He was being really hard on himself. And then I felt something
come over me. It was this great epiphany. I wanted to make him proud. No,
not just so I could fuck him. I wanted to make him proud because I loved
him. He was my father. The only thing he wanted in life was to see me
succeed. I really wanted to give that to him.

	For the next few weeks I really focused on my school work. It was
college application time and that meant I was busier than ever. My dad and
I sat at the kitchen table going through brochures of universities I wanted
to apply to. I wanted to apply to the more realistic options that were
close to home but my dad was pushing me to apply to some of the really good
schools all over the country. That was just the way he was. He saw things
in me that I never could.

	"Man, to think how far you've come in just 6 months. I'm so proud
of you, son." My dad said, reaching a hand over and patting my shoulder. "I
can't believe we're applying for colleges."

	"Thanks Dad." I smiled. "It's all because of you."

	He leaned in and kissed me tenderly before going back to the
catalogues in front of him.

	"You know, applying for colleges makes me think of how much I'm
going to miss you." I said.

	"You're just saying that because you'll miss having someone who
will bend over for that big dick of yours any time, day or night." He
laughed.

	"No, I'm serious, Dad."

	"I'm going to miss you too, son." He replied, tears starting to
form in his eyes.

	"How do I know you're not just saying that because you'll miss my
big dick ready to fuck you any time, day or night?" I joked, trying to
lighten the mood.

	"Free at last!" He laughed, leaning in again for another quick
peck.

	He looked at me and said honestly, "You know I'm only joking,
son. These last 6 months have been the best time of my life. I'd let you
fuck me regardless of any obligation I needed to fulfill."

	"So how about right now?" I said, rubbing my dick through my pants.

	"Meet you in bed in 5 minutes?" He smiled, getting up.

	"How about right here on the kitchen table?" I suggested, getting
up and grabbing his ass.

	"Sounds good to me." He grinned, kissing me.

	Two minutes later we were making out on top of the college
brochures while my dick was 10 inches up his ass.

	"Fuck, son, you've gotta slow down. I don't want to cum just yet."
He winced as his hands squeezed my ass.

	I slowed down a little bit and kissed him sensually.

	"God damn, that's good." He moaned.

	I grabbed his throbbing, dripping cock in my hands and started
slapping it against his stomach.

	"God I love this big cock." I said absentmindedly, dipping my
finger in some of his precum and bringing it to my mouth.

	"Well my big cock seems to enjoy your big cock fucking me, son." He
smiled, enjoying the sensation my dick was having on his prostate.

	I thought about all the times my dad must have used his big cock,
fucking women to intense orgasms as he dropped his masculine loads into
them. I thought about how handsome and virile he must have been when he
sprayed his load into my mom and ultimately created me. And how here he was
laying on his kitchen table while I took his ass and played with is huge
cock while I fucked him.

	I watched the lust in his eyes as I fucked him hard, each hard
thrust I made he pushed back on me just as hard. My dad was a man. And it
turned me on.

	"You ever wonder what it would be like to take my big cock, son?"
He grinned as he saw me playing with his huge cock.

	This certainly surprised me. For the 6 months we had been fucking
he had not once ever had the balls to ask me that.

	"Why would I wonder that? You're a power bottom through and
through." I lied, fucking him hard to remind him where his place was.

	"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, son." He said as I kept
fucking him.

	"What's that supposed to mean, tough guy?" I asked, playing with
his nipple.

	He winced for a second and then regained his composure, saying,
"It's just that you like to think of yourself as such a man. You've proven
you can fuck like a man, but whether you can take it like a man remains to
be seen."

	What the fuck. Was he playing mind games on me again? And why was I
getting turned on so much by it?

	"That's okay, son. I can take it like a man for the both of us." He
said cockily as he lay his head down on the table, really getting in to me
fucking him hard now.

	"What would you even know about fucking like a man?" I asked. "Look
at this big cock just laying there while I fuck your ass. You love taking a
big cock up your ass." I gloated, grabbing his rock hard cock.

	"I was certainly man enough to make you, wasn't I?" He countered.

	"Just shut up and enjoy it while I fuck the cum out of you like the
true power bottom you are, Dad." I teased as I really railed into him.

	"Oh fuck, son." He said through gritted teeth as I started to push
him over the edge.

	He reached a hand out and brought it to his cock but I slapped it
away immediately. "Don't you fucking dare." I yelled. "I want you to watch
that big cock of yours explode while I fuck the cum out of you like the
true bottom you are."

	He obeyed and rested his hand as his side as he looked straight
into my eyes. I could see his breathing intensify and his big dick was
starting to jump against his stomach with each thrust I made.

	"You know you want to give me that load, Dad. Just give in." I
said, staring down at him as I fucked him hard.

	He sighed, defeated, as his huge cock pulsed and erupted, shooting
out jet after jet of cum up against his chest.

	"There we go." I praised, turned on that I could get him to cum
like this just from my dick in his ass. "Just like I thought."

	He closed his eyes and let the pleasure consume him as I dumped my
load up his ass. I slowly withdrew my dick from his ass, proudly watching
some of my load beginning to drip out of the hole I had claimed for the
past 6 months. I let some of it pool into my palm and then wiped it across
his face and kissed him. If he wanted my ass he was going to have to be a
man and ask for it. I wasn't opposed to letting him fuck me. In fact I was
quite turned on by the idea. But I wasn't just going to hand it over to
him. If he wanted a shot at my virgin hole he was going to have to earn it.


	Over the next few weeks my dad was getting bolder. And I had to
admit I liked it. I liked it when he took control. Even when I was fucking
him he was starting to tell me what to do and how to do it. It was really
starting to turn me on.

	"Come on, son. Take that hole." He commanded as we were fucking in
bed one night. "That's it. Give me that load."

	I leaned down to kiss him as I fucked him harder and then I felt
something that surprised me. He was grabbing my ass like he usually does in
this position but this time his finger was tapping against my hole. He
smiled at my reaction but I didn't tell him to stop. Instead I just fucked
him even harder.

	"Yeah, you like teasing my hole while I fuck you, Dad?" I asked,
getting really turned on.

	"I think you're the one who likes it, son." My dad smiled deviously
as he started to push it in.

	"Oh fuck!" I yelled, surprised at the feeling but incredibly turned
on. It only made me want to fuck him harder. The sound of my balls slapping
against his filled the room.

	"Yeah, you like that, son?" He teased, starting to push it in and
out.

	I ignored him and concentrated on dumping my load into him. I had
to admit it felt great. Fantastic, even. And not only did I enjoy the
sensations it was giving me I was also enjoying seeing my dad start to take
control.

	"It's okay to admit you like it, son. God knows I do." He pressed.

	I continued to ignore him and he increased his speed, really
shoving his finger up my hole with power now.

	"Fuck!" I said through gritted teeth. I was really starting to get
off on it and he could tell.

	"Yeah, son. Give me that load. You know you want to." He egged me
on. And then he hit something in my ass that made my dick jump.

	"Ummph" I let out, not being able to hide it.

	"Looks like someone just found out where their prostate is." He
teased, tapping it a few times as I writhed around on top of him in
uncontrollable pleasure.

	I tried focusing on shoving my dick up his ass harder but the
sensations coming over me through his finger were overwhelming.

	"Yeah, I think Jeffy here likes it." He taunted, really prodding my
prostate now.

	"Oh fuck!" I yelled, as I started to spray my seed up his ass.

	"Yeeaaaahh!" He said excitedly as he felt my hole contract around
his finger and my dick start shooting. "Come on, son! Give it all up to
me!" He yelled. I wasn't sure if he was talking about my load or my hole,
but I didn't care. All I was focusing on was the intense orgasm I was
currently experiencing.

	After about 30 seconds I came back to reality. My dad withdrew his
finger and I was happy to see that it was completely clean. He brought it
to his lips and sucked it cockily as he tasted my ass. His rock hard dick
laying on his chest jumped.

	I noticed he hadn't cum yet and I knew he must be aching to. I
slowly withdrew my dick from his ass, my load immediately starting to drip
all over the sheets out of his hole.

	"Hey, don't leave me hanging here. I still need to blow my
load. Come on, fuck the cum out of me, son."

	"Shouldn't have tried to get me to cum that fast then." I said,
getting up to use the bathroom.

	"Aww, son, don't be like this. I just wanted to see if you liked
it!" He called out to me.

	I stuck my head out the door saying, "Oh I liked it. I'm just not
sure how getting me to blow my load faster helps you get off."

	"Whatever. I still had fun." He smiled, resting his head on the
pillows, satisfied with what he had done.

	I shut the door and looked at myself in the mirror. I was still
rock hard. Without even thinking I wet my finger with my tongue and shoved
it up my ass. And at the exact same time Mike Wilson jerked himself to his
own orgasm his son was shooting his second load all over the mirror as he
massaged his own prostate for the first time.

       I was starting to like this new side of Dad. Perhaps I could find
some use out of that huge cock of his after all.