Date: Sat, 7 Jan 2017 10:24:31 -0600
From: Unforgiven <unforgivensc2@gmail.com>
Subject: Hunting with Dad part 5

I want to say thank you to my proofreaders, JG and RG. Without your help, I
don't think I would have enjoyed writing this as much and learning from you
has been an experience on its own.


This story is fictional to include all names, locations and events. It has
been a massive undertaking as I have never written anything like this
before. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I have writing it for you.


***


I felt so ashamed for trying to watch Dad and Mom fuck that I had a hard
time falling asleep. I kept thinking about how I had disappointed my
father. When I finally drifted off to sleep time seemed to fly by and
morning came very quickly. When I awoke, I stumbled out of my room to find
Dad walking down the hallway toward me. I darted back into my room and
closed the door.


Dad knocked on the door and then came into my room, I was scared out of my
mind and still wondering if he was mad at me for what I did.


"Get over here, kiddo." Dad commanded.


I slinked over to where he was and looked at his bare feet. Dad put his
firm hand under my chin and raised my eyes to meet his.


"Why did you run away from me when you saw me? Are you afraid of me now?"


The words didn't want to come out because I was scared they might be
true. "I ran because I don't want to disappoint you again. If I stay in my
room, I won't do anything wrong and you won't be mad at me."

"Son, I could never be that mad or disappointed in you to want you locked
away in your room. I know you are confused and curious about sex after this
weekend. How about we have a guy's day today? You can ask me anything you
want and I will explain when, why, and how. Sound like a plan?"


I nodded and smiled.


"Okay, take care of your morning business and come eat."


We both left my room, Dad headed to the dining room while I went to the
bathroom to pee. I could hear Dad and Mom talking but the words were
garbled. When I flushed the toilet and headed down the hall, my Sis was
throwing a fit because I was getting to stay home and she had to go to
school.


"It's settled. Your brother was having nightmares and couldn't sleep
because of the hunting we did. So he's going to stay home with me so we can
talk man to man about the circle of life." Dad was a smooth talker, and
when he used his good old boy Southern charm it hit home every time.


My sister stormed out to the living room, picked up her things and out the
door she went slamming it behind her. Dad and Mom exchanged a glance before
Mom commented about that being the last time she ever slammed a door in
their house. Mom picked up her work bag, purse and coffee, and kissed Dad
and I goodbye before she left for work.


Once the door closed behind her, Dad told me to get in the shower and he'd
be right in. Our house was single level with a one and a half bath. Dad and
Mom's room had the attached half while the full bath was in the hallway. I
went to my room and took off my night clothes before heading into the
bathroom and starting the shower. Though it was just us, I heard Dad
talking to someone.


Moments later, Dad entered the bathroom and joined me in the shower. It had
been many years since we showered together at home, and it was nice to be
in such a comfortable place with my Dad and continue our bonding.


Dad put his hand on my head and turned me to face him. I didn't notice it
at the lodge but my Dad's wet body was amazing to look at, hair laying flat
against his skin in perfect layers and glistening from the shower.


"I just finished talking with Grandpa about what happened, and he said that
having a day like today, just two males talking about sex and love, would
be a great idea. What do you think?"


"Yes sir, I like that idea. Can we start now?"


"Sure. Ask away!" Dad replied


"How old were you when you and Grandpa first had sex?"


"Well, let's see. I was home on leave from the Navy for my 22nd birthday,
and Grandpa needed some help in the barn. It wasn't really my birthday, but
close enough that we celebrated anyway. We moved a bunch of hay and feed
around to make room for a fresh delivery. It was a really hot and humid
day, so we took off our shirts and kept working." Dad was running the soap
over his hairy arms and shoulders as he was recalled the events, causing
his cock to stir and thicken.


"I started moving stuff around in the hayloft when I looked down and saw
your Grandpa. The sweat had run down his chest and back leaving, darkened
areas in his blue jeans. The sight of him covered in sweat, veins bulging
and muscles stretching beneath his skin made my young, hormone charged dick
harden. I backed away from the ledge and began jerking my dick with my eyes
closed, thinking about my Dad."


Dad paused to tell the water run over his body before he lifted a leg to
soap it up. "It was a few minutes later when I felt the wooden floor
shift. I opened my eyes to find Grandpa standing there, rubbing his own
dick through his jeans. He asked me why I didn't tell him we were taking a
break, and chuckled. I was so embarrassed. I was a grown man serving in the
Navy, and I still felt like a teenager when I got caught jerking off."


"What did Grandpa do then?" I inquired.


"Well, son, he reached for my cock as I was trying to put it away. His
touch was hot and rough from working with his hands all day, but I allowed
him to do what he wanted nonetheless. He started stroking my cock for me
with one hand and unbuttoning his pants with the other. Seeing my Dad's
hard cock for the first time was mind-blowing. It wasn't the first hard
cock I'd seen on another guy, but one I never thought I would see."


Dad took another pause, rinsed off his legs, and got on his knees. He
handed me the soap, indicating he wanted me to wash his chest and
stomach. I held the bar in my right hand and began running it over his
chest. "I was so turned on by what was happening, I reach for Grandpa's
dick and started jerking him as well. He could tell by how I was looking at
it that I wanted to do more than stroke it. I dropped to my knees and
looked up at him for approval, which he gave. I sucked his sweaty cock and
ran my hand through his hairy chest."


I was still soaping up Dad's chest when he moved my hands to his stomach
His abs were rock hard and felt like bricks.


"I sucked his cock for a long time before I wanted even more of him. I rose
up and laid back on a hay bale, offering Grandpa my ass. He protested at
first, but eventually realized I wasn't going to take no for an answer."


I was so entranced by Dad's story that I didn't realize how far down his
torso my hands were. My fingers were brushing against the base of his cock
as they moved through his pubes. Dad knew exactly where my hands were, but
didn't say a word about it as he continued.


"Grandpa approached me, still uneasy about what he was about to do. As he
lined his cock up with my hole, he stared directly into my eyes. I placed
my hands on his hips and pulled him into me. He was dumbstruck when he felt
his cock buried deep in my ass."


Dad handed me back the soap, turned himself around in the shower, and I
started soaping up his hairy muscular back. "Your grandfather didn't move
an inch at first. I had to goad him into getting going. Once his cock
started drilling in and out of my ass, his intensity kept increasing. He
was grunting and groaning with each thrust of his cock, and I knew he was
going to cum soon. He pulled his cock out of me and told me he wasn't going
to cum in my ass."


I was soaping up his hairy ass when he grabbed his cheeks and pulled them
apart, "Get up there with the soap too."


"I told Grandpa to get on the hay bale and sit on my face. He was confused,
but he did what I asked. He sat on my face and as I started licking his
sweaty hole, he gasped and moaned before giving in to the sensations. I
licked his hole for a few minutes before it tightened and his cock shot
ropes of cum all over my chest, stomach and cock. I jerked my cock, and a
few moments later, I blew my load too. That was the first time we fucked."


Standing there in amazement of what Dad had just told me, he rinsed off and
we got out of the shower. After drying off, we walked into the living room
and Dad sat in his recliner while I sat on the floor in front of him. "So,
what's your next question?"


"Did you and Grandpa ever fuck at home?"


"We don't fuck, but occasionally we do suck each other off. It rarely
happens, but now that you're part of the lodge, it may happen more when he
comes to visit on a guy's weekend."


"Can my friend Phil and his dad join the lodge?"


"I'm not sure if Tom would like that. He's doesn't seem like the kind of
guy that would like being with other guys. But here's what I'll do. Next
time I have a guy's weekend I'll invite him over for some beers and see how
far he is willing to go with a guy."


I got off the floor and climbed onto Dad's lap as he reclined in his
chair. "Dad, I don't like the rules at the lodge."


"What rules are you talking about?"


"The one that says I have to wait until I'm 16 to play with you."


"Well, son, we aren't at the lodge right now." He took my boy dick and
balls in his strong hand and gave them a little shake. I felt Dad's cock
starting to harden and tried to wrap my hand around it without luck. Dad
lifted me up and laid me on top of him. His hands and arms are so strong
and I love when he picks me up like that.


I was now face to face with his rapidly hardening meat while he took my boy
dick and balls in his mouth. The warmth and wetness was overwhelming! I
leaned in and began licking Dad's uncut cock head, tasting a bit of
saltiness as he began to precum. We stayed in this position for a long
time, and as I took more of his cock in my mouth until it was full. Every
now and then he would release my boy parts from his mouth and licked my
little pink boy hole too. I shuddered from the sensation of his stubble in
my crack.


Dad eventually pulled me off of his cock and held me close to him as we
moved from his chair to the floor. I continued to suckle his cock while he
licked and sucked on my boy hole. I pulled my mouth from his cock and
asked, "Dad, does this mean you can fuck me now, too?"


"Baby, I want to wait until you are 16. I think you should be more mature
and knowledgeable about sex before that happens. Is that ok?"


"I guess so. I just wanted to make you happy."


"Baby, I am happy. Every moment I get to spend with you is a treasure." Dad
pulled me to him and kissed me deeply. "Now, do you have any more
questions?"


"Does Mom know you like having fun with men?"


"Wow! You don't beat around the bush, do you? Although she doesn't agree
with it and she doesn't want to know when it happens, she understands I
like being intimate with other men. She is aware that it's something I
like, but she doesn't know that it includes Grandpa, or you now."


"What else?"


"Will I be hairy like you when I grow up?"


"I hope so. I hope you get your hairy genes from me so we can rub each
other's hairy bodies together someday while we fill each other with
cum. Would you like that?"


"Yes Sir! Can I keep sucking on you?"


"I have a different idea." Dad got on his knees next to me, grabbed my hand
and guided it to his hole. "I want to to finger my hole while I jack off
for you. I want you to make Daddy moan before I cum. Can you do that?" He
pulled some lube from a drawer in his end table and slicked up his hole.


I stuck one finger in his ass and looked for approval, Dad held up his hand
with three fingers sticking up, I added more fingers to his hole, and he
nodded in approval. Dad lubed his cock and began stroking as I finger
banged his hairy hole. His breathing changed and he started bucking his
hips as he stroked. He started with some deep, guttural groans before
bursting into full blown moaning. I was making my Dad moan, and he was
really enjoying it.


Dad moved to the top of me while I continued to finger him, his balls hung
above my mouth as I raised myself to lick them. He groaned very loudly
before releasing rope after rope of cum onto my naked boy body.


In the month that followed this became a weekly ritual for us. Sometimes he
would cover my boy butt and hole with his cum; other times he would shoot
on my face and in my mouth. No matter where he came it was amazing to see
my Dad give himself to me.


When Mom and Sis went out of town for a Church retreat a few days before
New Years, Dad invited Tom over for some drinks on New Year's Eve. Tom
obliged and arrived with a case of his favorite beer and his son Phil in
tow. The evening was fun and exciting; we watched scary movies and ate junk
food until we were bursting at the seams. Phil and I retreated to my room
when we started to get tired.


I'm not sure how long we were asleep for before I heard some banging and
grunting coming from the living room. I snuck from my room down the hall
until I could see into the room. Tom had Dad pinned against the wall,
holding my Dad's hands above his head while his cock impaled my Dad's hole
without remorse.


Dad saw me out of the corner of his eye and tried to say something, but Tom
covered his mouth and told him to keep quiet. Dad made a motion for me to
come towards them in hopes Tom would see me, which he did not. Tom wasn't
even aware Phil had followed me out of the room and was watching him
assault my Dad's ass with his thick, mammoth cock.


Phil yelled out to his dad. Tom turned his head to see both of us standing
in the room in amazement. Tom jerked his cock out of my Dad, causing him to
hit the floor. I ran to my Dad to help him up and he told me he was okay.


Tom looked at me and told me Dad would never hurt me again. I replied that
Dad never did anything I didn't ask or want him to do.


Tom looked confused and said to Phil, "I thought you said his Dad was
hurting him?"


"No, Dad, I said I saw them together, and then I asked you if you loved me
because we don't do these things together." Phil replied.


By now my Dad was sitting on the floor, still out of breath from Tom's
assault on his ass. I went to Dad and sat in front of him.


Tom, not knowing how to react, feel to his knees and embraced his
son. "Phil, I love you with all of my heart but sex is something only
grownups do. Besides you're my son and I shouldn't have sexual feelings
towards you, or you have feelings towards me." The smell of beer was
evident on his breath with every word.


"But I do Dad. Ever since Mom passed away, you haven't dated anyone. I know
you're lonely, and I just want to make you happy." Phil cried into his
dad's muscular chest, causing Tom to begin to cry himself.


"Besides, my Dad won't have sex like that with me until I'm 16." I chimed
in during their tender moment. I was never one for knowing when to hold my
tongue when I had something to say.


Tom looked at us with a confused look on his face. "So, you haven't fucked
your son?"


"Nope. He's sucked me a few times, but I never told him to or forced him to
do it." Dad replied. Dad briefly went over the lodge rules and the changes
we made. Tom seemed to understand it wasn't about men and boys having sex,
but rather teaching them to have an understanding of sex without all of the
societal baggage. Dad and Tom continued to talk for about an hour before
Tom realized he had acted out of jealousy and apologized to my Dad for
reacting harshly and jumping to conclusions.


I got out of Dad's way as he got on his knees and crawled towards Tom. He
playfully pushed Tom to the floor. "I've never been fucked like that before
but I always wanted to be raped." Tom grabbed Dad's head and forced his
flaccid cock into his mouth and Tom moaned in delight as my Dad swallowed
his entire length. Tom asked my Dad what Phil and I were supposed to do,
and my Dad said "Whatever feels natural." before going back down on him.


Seconds later, I was out of my pajamas and naked. I looked at Phil as he
was slowly joining the skin party. I sat behind my Dad, jerking his cock
while he was bent over sucking Tom's hardening monster. Phil stood next to
Tom, not knowing what to do until his Dad laid him down on his chest and
pulled him into a kiss. Dad pulled off Tom's cock and told me to lay on
Tom's stomach and lick Phil's pink boy hole, which I did without
hesitation. Phil's whole body began to quake with the new sensations he was
feeling.


Once Tom was rock hard again Dad asked if he was ready for round two, but
Tom was so caught up in the moment with his son that he never responded. So
Dad and I played with each other like we had before, while Tom and Phil
familiarized themselves with each other's body.


The night ended with both Dads cumming on their sons and cuddling on the
floor until morning came.


Tom and Phil joined the lodge that fall, and we continued to have our
dad-son play sessions for the next few years at Tom's house instead. Our
friendships became even stronger and would prove to withstand even the
worst disasters as exterior forces threatened to pull us apart.


***

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