Date: Sun, 4 Sep 2016 14:07:58 -0700
From: DaddyRob2@hushmail.com
Subject: It Was My Dad

IT WAS MY DAD

      "But what is it?"
      "I think it's the remnants of a wet dream".
      "I did NOT pee the bed".
      "No you certainly didn't. A wet dream is not
piss. It's...well... something else".
      "So...what?"
      Carmino laughed. "It means you're growing up".
      Tony sighed. "I don't get it".
      Car took his son by the arm and sat the naked boy on the edge of the
bed. "It's simply a nocturnal emission. In other words you've had an erotic
dream sometime last night and you had an orgasm. Most guys experience such
things a few times in their lives. It isn't anything to be concerned
about". Car gave his most understanding smile.
     Tony mulled it over. "Do you have them? Those dreams, I mean".
     "Dreams, yes; emissions, no".
     The lad looked into the warm green eyes. "Why not?"
     Carmine laughed. "Well, let's just say I know how to prevent
them". His paw tussled his sons hair. "Why not hop in the shower while I
change your bedding?"
     Tony was up and heading to the bathroom while his dad gathered up the
sheets. If the boy had looked back he would have seen the handsome bear
sniff the stains.


Tony was in his class at school when the knock at the door caused all the
student heads to swivel in response. He was most surprised to see his dad
beckon the teacher. In moments he was gathering his books before meeting
his dad in the hallway.
     Car put his hand on the nape of the smooth neck as he guided down the
hallway. "You and I are going to spend some father-son time away from
home". He looked at the delighted face. "How about a few days north in the
mountains? We can get a motel room and wander the hills, hiking and shit".
    Tony fairly laughed. "Sounds great, dad!"
     The drive was but several hours, the motel had a Swiss motif and was
well-appointed, and after a quick change into shirts and hikers, they were
trailing up into the small mountains. As with all their time together the
conversation flowed easily: school, work, aspirations and life. After
climbing down they burgered dinner at the motels cafe before heading into
their room.
     Sitting opposite each other on separate beds the hikers were removed
followed by socks, shirts and shorts. Tony was surprised when his dad went
one step further and shucked his shorts. Tony had seen his dad in the odd
occasion naked but was surprised when the man lay back in the covers of the
bed, his head supported by the headboard.
     Carmine glanced at his son. "What? You've seen me balls-out before. I
just want to be comfortable. Too many clothes all day long. This is
better". The paw scratched his hairy nuts. His eyes closed as he sighed
contentedly. "Much better in fact".
     Tony still standing took in the sight of the naked man. Muscular and
hairy, he noticed the thick fur, the erect nipples, and the trail of black
that ran from navel to the thick fan of pubes that formed a pillow for the
fat, lazy meat with the purple tip poking through the fold of extra
skin. Because it was his dad Tony slipped out of his briefs, too.
     Car looked over, smiled, then reached out with his arm in a familiar
invitation. Like their Saturday afternoon naps on the couch Tony slid in
beside his dad. As the arm enveloped him he was fully aware if the warmth
of the strong body and protective arm. And as he did each Saturday, he lay
his head in the chest, though this time feeling the softness of the fur,
and as his hand rested on the hairy tummy they fell asleep.
     They slept deeply with the room reverberating with Car's gentle
snoring. When Tony stirred two things immediately struck his mind: the sun
was down and his hand was wrapped about the soft pulpy flesh of his dad's
cock. Tony froze. His eyes sought his hand in the dim light. Sure enough
the fingers were coiled about the gentle giant. His fingers gave the meat a
gentle squeeze. The warm softness felt so good. This cock was so much
thicker than his own.
     Then he became aware of the paw on his shoulder. Slowly, gently it
slid down to mid bicep then back up again. Over and over the fingers
stroked his flesh. Was dad awake or asleep? Sometimes during their naps dad
would do the same thing but he always seemed to be asleep then, too.
     Tony pulsed the meat in his fingers. He really didn't want to let
go. Hopefully dad would sleep a little longer. If he woke up he could
always slide his hand up to the chest and pretend he was just waking
up. Yes, that would work.
     His fingers brazenly pulled the skin back revealing the satiny
knob. Plump and dark he studied the piss slit. Squeezing between thumb and
forefinger the opening looked like the mouth of a goldfish breathing
water. Tony almost giggled st the thought. Not wanting that reaction he
slid his hand down grasping the middle of the stalk. Once more he pulsed.
     Then to his delightful surprise the meat began to engorge. Bit by bit,
quicker and quicker, the cock went from pliable to rigid. Fingers barely
met as he held the hard-on firmly. The heat was amazing.
     He froze instantly when the other paw found his hair. Dad was awake!
Then the meaty fingers began to rake through his scalp. The other hand slid
down to his elbow. Caught, was all he could think. What would...
     "Don't stop", Car barely whispered. "Feels good."
     His head felt the chest sigh. Tony ran quick thoughts through his
mind. Dad was awake. Dad doesn't mind. Dad likes this. Can i explore
everything? As his mind whirled his hand slowly slid up and down within a
two inch range. How far can he go?
     Car slid his paw from his sons hair to the smooth cheek. As he felt
under the chin raising the face he moved to his side. Lips found lips as he
kissed his son tenderly. As Tony responded his paw held the sweet
face. Lips pulled at lips. As the kissing deepened his tongue danced
between the lads until they parted. Tip met tip tentatively before he
rolled his tongue over the eagerness. Spit washed from mouth to mouth as
tongues wrestled in frenzy.
     Tony's hand slid down hefting the full hairy bag. His dad's fingers
tweaked a nipple before reaching down to cup his own nuts. Fingers fondled
and teased as father and son explored each other's nutsack. When the tongue
slid away Tony's mouth suddenly felt empty.
     "This feels nice", Car sighed in the dark. "You have beautiful balls."
     With some trepidation Tony quietly whispered, "so do you."
     Car kissed the pert nose. "Thanks, son". His voice was gentle but less
hushed. "In fact your whole body is beautiful." His fingers danced about
his sons boner. "Especially this sweet cock. So fucking hot."
     The heavy low voice using words his father had never spoken made his
temples throb lustfully.
     "One real hot fucking cock. Big and strong like my boy. I think you
need a good blowjob. Would you like that, son? Want daddy to suck your
fucking prick?" His lips kissed about the boys ears. "Tell daddy to suck
your fucking cock. Say it, baby. Tell daddy what you need."
     "Suck my fucking cock." The voice trembled nervously.
     "A little louder, son, and daddy'll be your cocksucker." His tongue
bathed the ear canal. "You need a good cocksucking from an expert
cocksucker. Daddy knows how to suck a nice hard prick like yours."
     Tony upped his range. "Yes, please. Suck my fucking cock. Suck
it. Cocksucker."
   Car pushed the boy to his back. Moving hastely between his sons legs,
his mouth gobbled up the balls. Tongue twirled and weighed each nut in his
saliva-filled maw. Eyes looked up the lithe form to see heavily hooded eyes
gazing lustfully back.
     His hand flat on the abdomen slid towards him forcing the hard-on to
stand up. With a lascivious grin his tongue slid up the shaft, teased the
knob-vee then swallowed the impressive prick.
     After no more than five hard sucks he heard his son barely squeal his
groans as the prick erupted thin soupy gobs of fresh cum. Swallowing
eagerly his mouth held the cock as Tony thrashed. His mouth held firm but
waited for his son to calm down. Before the hard-on could ebb he began to
suck with deliberate force. The first cum always came quickly but now that
Tony was spent he intended to enjoy his first taste of his son.
     Tony's head throbbed. His prick was in ecstasy. Sensations flooded his
body as his father suckled in obvious delight. The man's moans tingled
through his balls. That magical tongue slid about the shaft as his father
bobbed on his prick. His prick! Tony felt huge, powerful. When his balls
tightened for a second time he pulled hard on his dad's hair. "Suck it up,
cocksucker!" He yelled as he dumped another load down the willing throat.
     Carmine moved up beside his son, his hand soothing the smooth
chest. "Good?"
    Tony sighed as he wrapped himself about the bear. Sleep overtook the
spent boy.


When he woke in the morning it was to the sound of the door opening. In
came his dad with breakfast from the cafe which he wolfed down happily.
     Car sat in the other bed smiling at his sated son. "Feel good?"
     "Great!" Tony lay back enjoying the way his father eyed his body up
and down. He felt like the most powerful prince in the realm. His hand slid
down his firm and until it pushed his hard-on up. Grinning broadly he said,
"well, cocksucker?"
     Car obliged until he had a morning load coating his gullet. Then he
stood and carefully, deliberately stripped for his son. He fisted his
hard-on watching Tony move to sit in the edge of the bed. He bounced the
fat cock. "And what has daddy got here?"
     Tony stared at the drooling prick. "A beautiful fucking cock".
    Car watched as his son held the meat this way and that so he could lick
the shaft all over. "This is your birth rite. This made you. Suck my
fucking cock, my sweet cocksucker son". As his knob slid into the warm wet
mouth he took hold if his sons ears. "Daddy's gonna fuck your hot mouth,
son."
     As Tony sucked the enormous knob, the head slid back and forth over
his tongue. The precum coated as he suckled. He lived the sweet salty
taste. The knob was silky warm. With every gentle thrust he took more and
more until almost a quarter of the shaft was sliding back and forth. He
loved the taste of his dad's fucking cock. Fucking his mouth. Fucking.
     Car pulled out abruptly. "On your back. You're gonna eat some daddy
ass".
     As Tony lay in the middle of the bed he watched the bear step onto the
bed. With feet on either side of his ears he looked way up the inner thighs
to see the balls above his forehead, the ass cleft above his chin. Slowly
it all descended until the knees were in the mattress beyond his brow. Paws
pulled the cheeks apart as the valley came closer and closer.
     Carmine felt the nose as his balls rested in either closed eye. The
warm breath tickled the hairs. "That's daddy's hole at your mouth. You get
that sweet tongue working on that.". The first lick made his body shiver.
     There was so much hair. But Tony knew when he found the spot. There
was a smooth silken opening that easily accepted his snaking
tongue. Whatever he expected to find he was surprised by how much he loved
the taste. Daddy's hole was made for his tongue. His tongue prodded inward
slathering the hole in spit.
     The kid was a natural. "That's the way, son. Lick my fucking hot
hole". The tongue wormed with a surprising skill. His ass quivered in
anticipation of what was to come.
     Suddenly the balls slid down his face. When the slimey knob pushed at
his lips he eagerly sucked in the knob. His mouth suckled the bounty of
precum. Then the prick was gone. He watched his dad ease down his body.
     "Now you're gonna have something really special." With that, Car sat
in the boy's prick.
     Tony nearly fainted from the intensity. His cock was up daddy's ass!
The man sat firmly in the hips as he squeezed his sphincter, then relaxed,
then squeezed, relaxed. Tony tried to buck instinctively but the weight
wouldn't permit it.
     Car fisted his cock hard. "You're gonna shoot up my arse while I jerk
my load all over you. We're gonna blast together. Father and
son. Cocksucker to cocksucker."
     As the ass squeezed in tortuous passion, fist pumped hard and
furious. Eyes looked on eyes. Cock throbbing. Cock jerking. Faces
pinched. Red. Breath heavy. Panting.
     "Fuck me, son".
     "Cocksucker".
     "Fuck me".
     "Fucking cocksucker".
     "I'm your cocksucker, son. Anytime. Anywhere. Your
cocksucker. Everyday. Always".
     "Take it, cocksucker. Here. I'm here!"
     "Yeah, now. Shoot. Blast!"
     "Cum, cocksucker. Cum. Now, now. Oh, daddy!"
     With the first blast up his ass Car began to shoot. The gobs plopping
all the way to the boys forehead, then mouth and chin, then belly.
     "Oh, daddy". But it was Carl who cried out that final yell.



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