Date: Sat, 9 May 2009 20:52:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hot for Dad, Chapter Four

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of
this nature offends you then you should not read this story.  Additionally,
if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read
this story by law.
  This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely
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Mark Stevens

Hot For Dad, Chapter Four

	I was awake. Where was I, I wondered? I lay there in the dark
trying to decide where I was. I heard the sound of someone snoring behind
me. Then I remembered not only where I was, but who was snoring as well. I
felt Dad's cock as it slowly worked its way along my ass crack. He must
have been dreaming about something exciting, because as I felt that hairy
cock glide through my sweaty crack, it became firmer, harder with every
inch it traveled.  Just feeling his dick travel along my ass made me go
from soft to hard in seconds.
	Suddenly I had an idea. I reached for my bag which was by my
sleeping bag. Inside was a bottle of lube, and I quickly brought it out. As
quietly as I could, I squeezed some out into the palm of my hand. I reached
back between the two of us and silently smeared my crack and the opening of
my hole with a generous portion, working a glob up inside me with a
finger. Next I squeezed some more out of the bottle and reached back,
searching for my dad's dick. When my fingers touched it, I rubbed the
hardening cock between my fingers causing it to become very slick with
gel. That done, I just relaxed, waiting for the inevitable to happen. I
leaned back into Dad, feeling his warm body, his thick mat of chest hair
rubbing against me as he continued dreaming.
	I found myself starting to drift off later when I suddenly felt
movement in my crack. Dad's cock quickly went hard, and the lube I had
greased myself with allowed that hard dick to travel rapidly to the
intended destination. My eyes opened wide as I felt my dad's cock reach my
tight virgin opening. I had never been fucked before, at least not by a
cock, but I had fucked my ass many times with my fingers while I jacked
off. Maybe my ass had never had anything as big as Dad's cock, but it was
no stranger to being fucked with my finger. With Dad's cock pressing
against my hole, I leaned back into him as hard as I could, trying my best
not to wake him with my action.  His thick mushroom head nosed its way
inside me, and I heard him take a deep breath.
	If I wanted to feel Dad's cock inside me, it had to be now, because
I was sure he would be awake soon, if he wasn't already. I took a deep
breath and pushed my insides out causing my ass to open and take more of
that thick Dad dick.
	"Oh," Dad moaned.
	I pushed with all my might and the rest of his cock went in. Tears
filled my eyes, and it was all I could do to keep from yelling my lungs
out. The tent was dark, but the stars I saw as I felt his cock bury itself
deep to its hairy base, were bright enough to light the entire area. They
made it look like day light in the tent.
	"Oh, Danny," Dad sighed.
	"Fuck me, Dad," I whispered. "Fuck me with that thick hard cock," I
moaned.
	He seemed to hesitate for only a second or two, and then I felt Dad
start working his cock in and out of my tight hole. His dick was so thick
and so hard and he fucked me so deep that I thought I was going to cum the
minute he started thrusting inside my ass.
	"Oh, Danny," he said again.
	"Just fuck me, Dad," I said. "Fill my ass with your hot thick Dad
juice."
	Dad fucked me just a short time before he had me shooting my creamy
load all over the place. At the time I didn't know what had happened, but
in later years when I learned about the prostate and what its job really
was, I knew that he had found it on that first fuck, triggered it, and
caused me to shoot my cream without even touching my dick.
	I guess when Dad felt my ass spasm and realized I was shooting, he
went over the edge himself. I felt his own dick deep inside my ass as it
seemed to double in thickness. He cried out, "I'm going to shoot,
Danny. I'm going to fill your ass with my load of cream."
	I started bucking hard, riding his dick as if it were attached not
only to him, but to me as well. I rode it hard, wrapping my ass muscles
around it as tightly as I could, and I felt the first hot load spray the
walls of my ass. Several waves of cum landed inside me, and by the time he
had finished shooting, I felt like his cock was floating in a sea of
cum. It felt so good.
	When Dad was finished, he lay there behind me, silent, not saying a
word. I realized he was probably having second thoughts about what had just
happened. I wanted to say something to him, but I didn't know what I should
say. Suddenly, I knew what I needed to do. The problem was, I didn't want
him to pull out of me, but he would have to if I did what I thought I
needed to do. Finally, I thought to myself, "Fuck it."
	I pulled away from Dad, causing his cock to make a slurping sound
as it left my ass. I turned over and faced my father. Without saying a
word, I placed my hands on his shoulders and pulled him to me. Still
remaining silent, I placed my lips on his and gently kissed him, allowing
him to feel all of the emotion that was inside me.
	"I love you, Dad," I said quietly.
	"Oh, Danny, I love you, too."
	I could hear the regret in his voice. He was wishing this had never
happened. My young heart went out to him. I wanted to help him, but wasn't
sure how. Finally I said,
	"Dad, don't blame yourself. If anyone's to blame it's me," I tried
to assure him.
	"I'm the adult," he said. "I should have known better."
	In the dark of the tent I tried to focus on his face. "Dad, can't
you see that I wanted this to happen? I wanted you to fuck me. Please, I
wish you wouldn't have any regrets." My voice broke, and I couldn't go on
talking.
	We both lay there naked in each other's arms for a time, neither
one of us talking. Finally I felt Dad's arms go around me. He pulled me
tight next to him. I felt his hands rub across my shoulders and slowly make
their way down my back. When they came to my ass, I felt them work their
way inside my wet, slippery crack.
	"Danny, I have to be honest with you about something, and that's
what makes me so ashamed."
	I didn't say anything, and he went on, saying, "I have wanted to do
you for a long time. I just didn't think it was right," he finished with a
sigh.
	"Say it, Dad," I said. "Say `fuck'. You didn't `do' me, you
`fucked' me. There is nothing wrong with saying the word."
	He took a deep breath. "All right, I have wanted to fuck you for a
long time."
	"And now you have," I said quietly.
	"I know." His voice had a touch of sadness.
	"Dad, can I ask you something?"
	"Yes."
	"How was it? Did it feel good to you?"
	"Do you even have to ask? To be honest with you, Danny, it was the
best I ever had. He felt my fingers give one of his nipples a squeeze and
said, "All right, it was the best `fuck' I've ever had."
	In the dark, I grinned. "That's a start, getting you to say the
word."
	"You like to hear me say fuck, now do you?" He gave one of my own
nipples a tight twist. "All right, then here it is. Fucking your ass was
the best fuck I have ever had in a fucking long time. How's that?" he
finished.
	"As I said, this will do for starters," I teased him back.
	"Danny, can I ask you a question?"
	"Sure," I replied.
	"Didn't it hurt like hell having my cock inside your ass?"
	I decided to be completely honest with my father. "At first," I
answered. "When I felt the tip go inside, it felt so fucking awesome. But
when you slid all the way in, I thought I would be split wide open."
	My dad shivered, and I knew he was thinking he would never fuck me
again.
	"Still, after I got use to you being in there, Dad, it felt so
fucking good. I couldn't get enough of your hard dick in my ass. I wanted
to ride you and ride you," I added.
	"I certainly wanted to fuck you and fuck you," Dad told me.
	I ran my hand down his hairy chest in search of his cock. When I
found it, I gave a little squeeze with my fingers and said, "Well, fuck me,
you did, and I really want you to fuck me several times this weekend."
	At this time my father was fifty-two years old, and he had no
problem at all getting hard. As we lay there in each other's arms talking,
I felt his dick starting to grow once more, snaking its way between our two
bellies.
	"In fact, I think right about now would be an excellent time to
feel that thick cock of yours slide inside my cum filled hole. What you
think, Dad?"
	Dad didn't say a word. What he did, however, was turn me back on my
side and press his hard fuck rod against my ass. I could feel his furry
balls rub against my sticky skin, and the matted cum filled curls around
his cock as they scratched against my hips. When the head of his cock
kissed my slippery opening, the lips of my ass opened wide and begged him
to come inside. Which he did. All of his cum was still inside me, allowing
him to slide quietly and bury deep inside me once again.
	"Oh, God, Danny, just feeling all of my cum around my dick feels so
fucking hot," Dad moaned into my ear.
	"That's right, Dad, fuck me," I called out. "Pound me with that
thick Dad cock between your legs. Give it to me."
	Once again, Dad fucked me hard and deep, and in a matter of minutes
he had me just about ready to shoot my load once more. I felt ever inch of
his hard thick cock as it worked in and out of my slippery wet hole. Each
time he plowed my hole my cock leaked more pre cum, and by the time he had
me ready to shoot, I had wet my own thick red bush down against my skin,
soaked completely with my pre juices.
	"You're going to make me cum," I moaned.
	Dad started fucking me harder, driving his cock in so deep that I
just knew it was going to come out the front of me. Suddenly I felt such a
tingling sensation behind my bush, in the middle of my groin that my toes
began to curl. The feeling was so intense that for a few seconds I thought
I was going to pass out. As cum shot out the end of my cock, I caught it
all in the palm of my hand. Then I reached behind me. When Dad's dick came
out of my ass, I caught it with my hand and rubbed the fresh cum up and
down from tip to base. He groaned as I smeared it on him.
	"Danny, you're going to make me cum," he warned.
	Having covered his cock with my cum, I leaned back, pushing him
back inside me once more. "That's my intention," I told him.
	Dad started fucking me so hard I thought he was going to jar my
insides out. A short time later he cried out, "I'm shooting, Danny. "I'm
filling your ass with my second load."
	As before, I felt his cock swell up deep inside my ass, felt it
quiver and shake, and then I felt another hot wave of cum shoot inside me,
followed by more and more of the same. Now I had two loads of my dad's cum
deep inside my ass, and it felt wonderful.
	Afterward we lay there silent and still, not saying a word just
enjoying the closeness we felt. I snuggled up next to him, and with his
cock still buried deep to its hairy base, we fell asleep. I didn't know
what he was dreaming of, but, for me, I was dreaming of getting fucked over
and over by him. The last waking thought I had was how good his cock still
felt inside my wet ass even though it was completely soft.

End of Chapter Four.
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