Date: Sun, 16 Jul 2006 19:34:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Hardly Cored <hardly_cored@yahoo.com>
Subject: learning about my boy - 4th installment

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                           !!! Additional warning !!!


    This installment of this story is going to contain some depictions that
    may seem as if they belong in another category. Please remember that my
      son and I are both straight guys. There was very little depiction of
      straight sex in the last chapter and this one will be depicted even
     less. I felt like this was important for character development and it
    will be THE LAST CHAPTER with any straight sex. This is a gay story but
     one involving two straight guys. Please stick with this story as I am
    forced to stick with it myself. !!! If girls makes you wince, don't read
                                this chapter !!!



Thump... Thump... Thump...
Thump... Thump... Thump...
Thump... Thump... Thump...

I almost did not even want to get out of my bed. My heart was still
racing from the fear and excitement of my dream and my balls still ached
from the force of the ejaculation my dream forced out of my sleeping body
but very awake cock. My dream gave me ideas of what was going on the room
next to mine that I would have never thought of before and now it was not
fear for my son I had but fear for myself.  No... I do not fear that my
son would ever actually hurt me physically. I was more afraid of how my
nighttime investigation might hurt him.

Unlike the dream, my bedroom door was closed and I could not see any
light coming from underneath it. I got up out of bed and as my feet hit
the floor I realized just how bad my nuts hurt. I could feel my thick
cock snot roll down my chest and belly to collect in my pubes just at the
base of my pole. It seemed like it took an eternity to reach the door and
when I opened it I was once again struck head on with the smell of pot
smoke. I really was not sure at this point with my own emotions towards
Spencer's recently discovered recreational activities. After all, if it
had not been for the pot and the alcohol I would have never gotten the
incredible, if disturbing, opportunity to suck on my son's 8 1/2 inch
fuck rod. I am a straight man but still craved the taste of my Spencer's
creamy and abundant load and honestly though I might do anything to get
it again.

Like in my dream, Spencer's door was open just a crack. I had not yet
reached the door, as I was trying to move with some stealth, but even at
this distance I could here what was going on. The wet squelching sound
and the moans, one male and one female, confirmed that my son was indeed
having sex with a girl.

"Damn, Baby, I swear your dick is even bigger this year than it was last
summer. I can not believe how good it feels to have a boy so deep in me.
I swear I can feel your head actually in my womb. Oh... Oh... Oh...
AWWWWWWW ! Fuck, Spence, I'm cumming... I'm cumming... hold it right
there, Baby, let me work it out... Ahh Ahh Ahh
Oh Yeah ! there it is. I can't believe how good you make my pussy feel."

"God damn, Amber, I almost lost it. I can not believe how tight your
pussy gets when you come. No-one ever rides me back-saddle like that. You
are so wet... you are a fucking mess."

The introduction of my dream to my decision making made my next action
easy to figure out. Without any hesitation at all, I turned on my heels
and walked back into my room and closed the door. I sat down on the edge
of my bed, put my elbows on knees with my face in my hands and looked
down to see, with much surprise, my once again rock hard cock. I was so
turned on knowing that this little bitch was getting the royal treatment
from my son's incredible cock. I was also jealous knowing that, even at
16, he was reaching places in her that I never could.

Thump... Thump... Thump...
Thump... Thump... Thump...
Thump... Thump... Thump...

Resigned to a lonely and noisy night, I laid my head back on my pillow
and took another opportunity this day to grab my rock hard daddy dick. As
the precum leaked from my flared and almost raw head to ease my stokes, I
tried my best to match the stokes of my son into his bitch in heat. Each
time I heard the headboard thump the wall my mind flashed on his naked
body on the couch. I could see his pink cock head with the foreskin
pulled back. I could here the tacky sound his skin made when I stroked
his man sized boy pole. I could taste the unbelievable sweetness of his
teen-aged god nectar. I could see the streaks of my daddy batter that
coated his hairless body.

Spencer was on the move and, in response, so was I. I could actually hear
the moaning of my son as he gave freely to this girl what I had to steal
from him in his sleep. The thumps turned to bangs and my dick went into
auto mode. the contractions of my dick were like nothing I have ever
experienced before. Pulse Pulse Pulse so hard that it hurt and, through
the most incredible orgasm I have had in my entire life, not a single
drop shot out of my abused cock. I do not know that this has ever
happened to me and, even though the orgasm was so great, the lack of my
accustomed and expected ending left me feeling somehow frustrated.

Even from as far away as the bathroom and with my door closed I could
suddenly hear the forceful splash of Spencer's piss being pushed out of
his huge and overworked cock into the toilet. I could even hear him moan
as his horse cock pissed for what seemed like minutes. That moan again
took me back to the moan I got from my son while eating his cum for the
first time. As the toilet flushed and he padded back to his room I
realized that I was still hot and my cock was still hard as steel.

I laid in bed for over a half an hour trying to decide whether to try to
go back to sleep or see if I couldn't work a couple of drops out of my
hard but tired cock. the entire house was so quiet and I assumed the kids
had drifted off. Spencer knew that I would not check on him without
reason in the middle of the night thus securing his safety if they should
wake after me. And then I got the most wicked of ideas. Once again
getting up out of bed I pulled on a pair of boxer-briefs and put on the
undershirt I had discarded on the floor before bed, open my bedroom door
and went straight to Spencer's still cracked door.

There was still only silence from the room as my hand slowly pushed the
door open. As I entered the room there was the two of them laying on the
bed. Spencer was on his stomach on the right hand side of the bed and the
first thing I noticed was his foreskin covered dick pushing its
way through his bull balls between his spread legs. I was once again
struck by the difference in the color of his hidden parts against his
tanned skin. His ass, like the rest of him, was completely hairless. I
almost began to wonder if he might be a shaver. the only evidence I had
seen on his body, besides the unruly mop on his head, was the fine tufts
under his arms and the straight pubes at the base of his cock. he had his
head turned away from me and I missed the opportunity of seeing his
beautiful face. His breathing was really hard and deep and I was
convinced this boy was passed out.

On the side of the bed I was on Amber was on her back and her entire head
and torso was covered with a blanket. I noticed how tan her legs were and
noticed that her mound had not a single hair on it. Her lips looked
irritated and red and her deep breathing signaled that she too was out
cold.

I went straight to the bed, knelt down between her outstretched legs and
stuck my finger right in her hole. I moved my finger around gently,
hooked it and slowly pulled out of her. Right before my eyes my son's
thick white spunk began to flow from her used vagina. Without a single
thought of hesitation, and intent on my task, my tongue went right to her
whole and I licked up every single drop I could get out. I repeated this
process several times with as little contact with Amber as possible. This
was not about her at all but only about getting the sweet taste of my
son. I enjoyed every drop of it and felt some rolling down my chin as I
returned to my room. I took one hand to push the incredibly sweet cream
to my mouth and had another dry orgasm before my hand ever even reached
my cock.

For those of you not into girls, you have my apology but I did warn you.
This will be the last chapter to contain straight sex and I hope it did
not turn you off of the story as there is still more to tell.

Thanks for ALL of the comments... even the negative ones. This is a lot
of fun... If you haven't shared with nifty, START!

This is my first attempt at writing this down. Please be nice, Guys! All
questions, comments and remarks will be well received.

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