Date: Sat, 26 Sep 2009 21:26:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hot for Dad, Chapter 10

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of
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if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read
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  This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
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Mark Stevens


Hot for Dad, Chapter Ten


	School was out, and I hurried out of the building. The Thanksgiving
holiday had officially started. I was looking forward to having four days
away from school. As I walked onto the parking lot I heard a car horn. I
looked up and saw my dad's truck parked a ways down. I took off
running. When I reached the truck, I reached for the door and quickly
opened it. It wasn't Dad inside waiting for me. It was my older brother,
Jason.
	"Hey you," he greeted me with a grin. "Get your ass inside."
	I jumped into the cab, closing the door behind me. "Hey, Bro," I
said. "When did you get into town?"
	"About an hour ago," Jason answered. "I came on the bus. Dad met me
and told me to come pick you up when school was out."
	"It's good to see you." My heart was racing. It sounded so loud to
my ears that I knew Jason had to be hearing it as well.
	"Missed your big brother, did you?"
	"Have you been gone?"
	"Ass hole."
	Saying that, Jason put the truck into motion, and he drove out of
the school parking lot. "So, what's the family plans?" he asked, looking
across the seat at me.
	"Mom's planning the usual big meal for tomorrow for certain," I
answered. "Don't think there's going to be anyone except the four of us," I
added.
	Jason drove over to where Dad worked. It was about time for him to
be off work. We were silent for a time, but as he pulled off the road and
drove into the parking lot where Dad worked, I asked, "So, how is school
this semester?"
	"It's all right," Jason answered.
	"Sounds exciting," I grinned.
	I saw Dad walking toward the truck, and I scooted over next to
Jason.  I caught my breath as my leg brushed against my brother.
	"I see you found him," Dad greeted. He sat next to me in the truck.
	"Yeah, I found him," Jason laughed.
	Jason drove us home. Once inside, Dad asked us if we had anything
planned that evening.
	"I'm sure Jason has plans with his friends," I said looking over at
my brother.
	"Actually, I don't," Jason said. Grinning at me, he added, "I
thought maybe the two of us might take in a movie."
	I was surprised, and I said, "Really?"
	"Unless you don't want to be seen with your big brother," he said
and laughed.
	"That sounds like a great idea," Dad spoke up. "Give the two of you
a little time together."
	I headed for my bedroom, and Jason followed me. Until he had left
for college, the two of us had shared the room, and while he was home over
the holidays he would be back sharing with me. As I walked into the room I
discovered his things thrown down on the bed.
	"I see you've made yourself at home," I grinned.
	Jason closed the door behind him. As he fell across the bed, he
said, "Fuck yeah. You have a problem with that?"
	"Not at all," I answered. I shoved his things over the side of the
bed and lay down on my back. "So, tell me, how is school? I mean really," I
added.
	He looked at me closely. For a moment he seemed to be studying me
intently. Then he said, "I have a roommate."
	"I know that. You're staying in the dorm. That's not a big secret."
	"Nope, it's not."Saying that, Jason got up from the bed and he
walked toward the door. "Think I'll go see what Dad's up to. Catch you
later."
	I watched as he shut the door behind him. I wondered what the hell
that was all about. Why would Jason even mention to me he had a roommate?
For him to say that made absolutely no sense to me at all, I thought.
	I left the room and went into the living room. I found Jason and my
dad discussing some local town politics. As I came into the room, Dad said,
"So, anything besides a movie tonight?"
	I shrugged my shoulders. "Beats me," I answered. "It's whatever
Jason wants to do. I'm just along for the ride."
	"I thought maybe we'd wait until Mom gets home from work. I'd like
to see her, and then we'll hit the road. Perhaps get a burger and then take
in an early movie, if that's okay with you, Danny."
	I told him that would be okay with me.
	Jason was talking to Dad about how school was going when Mom came
in. She greeted him with a hug and a "Welcome home."
	Dad and Mom visited with Jason for a time, and he told them about
school and how things were going on there. Then looking at me, he asked,
"You about ready to scram?"
	I stood to my feet. "Let's do it," I answered.
	"You two have fun," Mom said.
	Dad followed us outside. "Here are the keys to the truck," he
said. He gave them to Jason. Then he pulled his wallet out. "My treat," he
added. He handed some money to me. "Have a good time."
	Inside the truck, Jason asked, "What's with Dad?"
	I looked at him. "Why do you ask?"
	Jason shook his head. "I'm not sure, but he seems different."
	"How do you mean?"
	"Fuck if I know. He just seems different than when I left for
school."
	I thought about the camping trip I had shared with Dad a few weeks
back, and my face turned red. I hoped Jason didn't notice how red I
was. "He's just Dad," I said.
	Jason and I had a good time together. First we stuffed ourselves
with burgers and fries at Jason's favorite burger shack. Then we went to
the theatre to see what was showing. Our movie theatre was fairly new, and
the thing it was most proud of was the fact that rather than one movie
playing, there were four. The old movie house had only one screen and
played one movie at a time. The new place had four separate screens and
four different movies playing at the same time. Something our little town
was very proud of.
	We both agreed on the same movie and purchased our tickets. We
spent the next couple of hours enjoying the action played before our eyes,
and later, back in the truck, Jason said, "You like the movie?"
	I told him I had.
	"Something else you'd like to do?" he asked. He started the truck
engine.
	It was cold and I shivered. "I think I'd just like to go home and
enjoy some hot chocolate," I told him.
	"Sounds good to me," Jason said, and he drove us home.
	We found Mom and Dad in the living room watching television.
	"You boys have a good time?" Mom asked.
	I told her we had, and Jason agreed.
	I went into the kitchen and made some hot chocolate. She and Dad
came in and had some with us. Then Mom said, "I think I'm heading for bed
soon. I've got a big day tomorrow."
	We told her good night, and Jason gave her a hug. "I'm sure glad to
be home, Mom," he told her.
	"We're glad you're here," she said. "See you guys in the morning."
	After she left, Dad said, "I'm really glad you guys got to spend
some time together."
	We talked for a few more minutes, and after a second cup of hot
chocolate, Dad said he was heading for bed. "You guys stay up as late as
you like. Goodnight."
	When Jason and I were along at the kitchen table, he looked at me
and said, "That's what I'm talking about. I don't know what is going on
with Dad, but he seems like a different person than when I left for
college."
	"I don't think so," I hurried to say. Then I added, "Of course, I
will admit, I've never left and you have. Perhaps you are seeing something
that I don't see."
	Jason drank the last of his hot chocolate and stood to his feet. "I
think I'm going to turn in. It's been a busy day for me. You staying up?"
he asked.
	"I think I'll turn in, too," I said. "It's been a busy day for me
also," I added. The real reason, I knew, was that I wanted to crawl in the
bed next to Jason.
	When we came into the bedroom, Jason shut the door behind him. His
things were still on the floor, and he quickly picked them up and threw
them over in the corner of the room. Then standing in the middle of the
floor, he said, "Danny, there's something I need to tell you. Since I've
been away at school I've started sleeping in the buff. Is that a problem
for you? If it is, I can sleep in my shorts."
	I could hardly believe the words my brother was saying. He slept
nude! Trying to speak above my pounding heart, I said, "Well, since you
have been gone, I've been sleeping the same way. Will that be a problem for
you?"
	Jason pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the
floor. "Not for me," he said. "After all, it's not as if I haven't seen you
that way before."
	I agreed with him and tossed my own shirt over my head. In a matter
of seconds we both were naked. As I tossed the covers back and crawled
between them I looked at my brother. Unlike Dad, his chest was completely
smooth. Just below his belly button a thin trail of black hair started and
traveled all the way down. I tried not to look, but I couldn't help it. My
eyes went down and focused on what was between Jason's legs. Dad and I had
thick red hair around our cocks, but Jason had the thickest blackest bush
ever. I hadn't remembered it being that thick or that dark. He had so much
cock hair that it spread along his cock and crawled down it a ways. Under
the covers my own cock sprang out just seeing my brother naked. I turned
over and faced the wall.
	Jason turned the light off and I felt the bed move as he crawled
in. "Night, Danny," he said.
	"Night, see you in the morning."
	I tried not to think about my brother being next to me and naked. I
wanted so much to reach over and just touch his thick cock. When he had
dropped his shorts, I was amazed how thick he really was. I had never
really noticed that before.
	As I lay there trying to force my brain to shut down and go to
sleep, I heard Jason's breathing change, and I knew he was asleep. I lay
there for a while, completely still. I was afraid to move, afraid I would
wake him up. Finally I decided to be brave. I moved over as if I were
asleep. I was on my side still, and I could feel Jason's bare skin touching
me. It felt so good, and my cock was rock hard once more. I wanted to jack
so badly, but I was afraid if I did I would wake Jason up. I would much
rather sleep next to him all night and stay hard than to stroke my cock and
wake him up. I wasn't sure what he would do if he caught me jacking off.
	I finally dropped off to sleep. I didn't know how long I had slept
until I started having this dream. I thought I was awake in my bed and Dad
was in bed with me. I could feel his hard cock sliding along the crack of
my ass, and I kept wondering why he didn't just slide it inside me. He
enjoyed fucking my hole, and I kept wondering why he wasn't sliding into my
ass now. He just kept on pushing along my crack.
	I woke up. I was in bed. I was awake, but my dream didn't stop. I
still thought Dad was teasing my ass crack with his hard cock. Then I
realized it wasn't Dad in bed with me. It was my brother, Jason. It was his
hard cock in my ass crack, not Dad's.
	I pretended to be asleep. I pushed back and felt Jason's thick hard
cock. I realized he was still asleep, and in his sleep he was working his
cock back and forth, spreading pre cum heavily all along my crack. I became
braver and pressed harder against him. I could feel the course black hair
around his cock as he fucked my ass crack. It had plenty of lube now
created by his pre cum, and he moved easily along my slippery skin. Behind
me, I felt Jason moving harder as he pounded my crack. Suddenly I felt his
body shudder, and I knew he was shooting his creamy load. My crack felt my
brother's thick creamy load as it shot from his cock and sprayed all along
the crack of my ass.
	Suddenly he was completely still. I thought he must still be
asleep, yet I wondered how he could be. He had been so damned intense when
he shot. I lay there, quiet myself. I wanted him to think I had been
asleep. I wanted to reach back and feel his cum with my fingers. I wanted
to taste it. However, I remained still. I was startled when Jason called my
name.
	"Danny, you okay?"
	I thought about making him call my name again, thinking it might
make him think I had been asleep. Then I thought differently. "I'm great,
Jason," I answered.
	"Fuck, I am so sorry. I must have been having some kind of dream,
and I shot off."
	I turned over and faced him. "Jason, don't be sorry. I loved it."
	"You did?" I could hear the surprise in my brother's voice.
	"The only thing I'm sorry for is that you shot off in my crack and
not in my ass," I told him.
	"You've been fucked in the ass, Danny?"
	"Lots of times," I said. I hoped he didn't ask me who had fucked
me. I wasn't ready to talk about being with Dad with my brother. Not just
yet, at least.
	"Wow." That's all Jason said.  He reached over and pulled me to
him. "My little brother's growing up, huh?"
	I could feel Jason's now soft cock between us. I could feel the cum
that was in his bush as he rubbed against me. "I guess you could say that,"
I answered.
	"You remember me telling you earlier that I had a roommate?" he
asked.
	"Yeah, I do."
	"Well, he and I fuck around. Actually, we take turns fucking each
other."
	All I said was, "No shit?"
	Jason was quiet for a time. Finally he said, "That's all you have
to say?"
	"I don't know what else to say," I said.
	"You disappointed in me?"
	"I just told you I wanted to feel your cock in my ass," I pointed
out. "Why would I be disappointed in you?"
	I suddenly felt Jason's mouth on mine. He kissed me hard, and I
felt his tongue moving inside my mouth. Then he pulled back. "Sorry," he
said.
	"Will you shut the fuck up?" I said. I placed my mouth back on
his. I returned his kisses, and suddenly I felt his cock spring up between
us once more. Mine had been hard ever since he had started fucking my crack
and had never gone down.
	"So, you are okay with all this?" Jason asked.
	"Shit, what can I say to convince you?"
	"All right, I'm convinced. Turn over."
	I turned over on my other side, and I felt Jason come up behind
me. I could feel his hard cock slide back along my slippery crack. This
time it came to my opening and stopped. I pushed back into him hard.
	"Slide it in me," I said.
	Even though there was a lot of cum already back there to lube his
dick with, it still hurt when he slid it inside me. He was much thicker
than Dad, or even Dad's friend, Tom, for that matter. Jason knew he was
hurting me, and he pulled out.
	"Don't," I told him. "Go back inside me," I said.
	"I don't want to hurt you."
	"Trust me, once you get that thing inside my ass, I won't be able
to get enough of it," I assured him. "Go on, slide your dick inside me."
	I felt his thick tip once more as it played around the opening to
my hole. Then I felt it slowly make its way inside me once more. I bit my
lip and pushed hard against Jason. Suddenly he was all the way in. I felt
ever inch of his thick cock as he slid deeply inside me. He was all the way
in, and my ass was up against his thick black cock forest. I could feel
each wiry curl as I sat in the middle of it, his cock stretching my hole to
the fullest.
       "God, you're tight," Jason whispered. "You must not have been fucked
very much," he said.
       "I've been fucked enough to realize you are by far the biggest to be
inside me," I assured him.
       Jason moved his cock back and forth, and each time he pressed
against my prostate, he forced more pre cum out my cock. Every time he
touched me in that spot I shuddered and shivered, and suddenly I couldn't
take it any longer. As Jason fucked my ass, driving deeper and deeper
inside me, my cock swelled up, and I felt the first wave coursing through
my body. As my brother continued pounding my ass, I shot rope after rope of
white thick cream out onto the sheet. When I began shooting, it was enough
to bring Jason over the edge.
       	"I'm going to shoot," he told me.
       	"Fill my ass with your cream," I told him.
       	I felt his cock swell up, and I felt the first hot creamy wave as
it coated the insides of my ass. More followed, and by the time he had
finished shooting deep inside me, I could feel some of it starting to leak
out of my wet hole.
       	After the hot fucking my brother had given me, we lay there
together, his arms wrapped around me. For a time we didn't talk. We just
enjoyed the feeling of being together.
       	"Danny, can I ask you something?"
       	"Of course, what is it?"
       	"Just how many have you been with?"
       	"Nosey, aren't you?"
       	"Sorry. You are being careful, aren't you?"
       	"I'm being careful," I assured him.
       	"I'm glad to hear that. Have there been many?" he asked again.
       	"Two, not counting you," I told him. That was the honest truth, I
thought. Besides Dad and Tom, the only other guy had been my brother.
       	After another minute or two, Jason asked, "Do I know them?"
       	"Perhaps," I said finally. "It's getting late. We can talk about
this another time." I pushed back into Jason, enjoying the feel of his
naked wet body next to mine. "Night, Bro," I said.
       	I soon fell asleep with Jason's arms still wrapped around me. It
was a wonderful feeling.

       End of Chapter Ten.