Date: Fri, 17 Apr 2015 18:01:56 -0400
From: Jeremy Ellington <jeremyellingtonii@gmail.com>
Subject: Lessons From My Dad-13

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Lessons From My Dad
Chapter 13


I practiced with my cucumbers every night when I got home from school.  At
first I had to start with the small one and work my way up to the largest
one, and I came close to getting caught by Dad on two occasions.  The first
time I was able to wrap my fake dildos and the jelly into the towel, stuff
it under my pillow and cover myself with the sheet before he made it back
to my bedroom.  The second time I must have been too close to orgasm and
didn't hear his car, so all I could do was shove the 2 smaller cucumbers
and the jar under my pillow and cover myself with the sheet before he came
in.  We had a five minute conversation about how tiring our day was while I
still had the largest cucumber stuffed up my hole.  I had to put both of my
hands on top of the sheet and I was terrified that the cucumber would work
itself deeper in my ass without one hand holding onto it.  The opposite
happened though.  As we were talking it slowly slide its way out of my
hole, at which point my terror changed to worrying that he would yank the
sheet off and see me giving birth to a vegetable in my bed.

As I continued to open myself up I found that I no longer needed the
smallest one to start myself off.  I hoped this meant that I would be able
to handle Dad's big cock easier.  The weekend was coming up and I hoped to
get fucked by my Dad.  This gave me a new dilemma.

I couldn't decide how best to get his cock in my ass.  Should I tell him I
wanted him to fuck me and hope he agreed to do it?  Should I fess up and
tell him about my practice sessions so he would know I was prepared for
him?  Or, should I grease myself up really well...maybe even open myself up
with some vegetable foreplay...then join him in bed and in the act of
laying on his chest to eat a pit or suck a nipple just slide myself down
and onto his meat?

I really had no way of knowing if he would be agreeable to fucking me yet.
I mean he had fingered me plenty of times by now, and I had been assuming
all along that he was `warming me up' for the next best thing.  Maybe I had
jumped to an incorrect conclusion.  If that was the case, then impaling
myself on his dick was the best way to go.  He would be up inside me before
he had a chance to protest, and I imagined he would start to feel too good
to want to stop by that point so I would be in for a major father-fucking.

I kicked myself for not paving the way to the weekend by bringing up the
subject of ass-fucking to see if he would give me any hints as to his
desire to take my cherry.  Speaking of fruits and vegetables, maybe he
would be too amused hearing about my cucumber experiences to even be able
to fuck me, hell, maybe he would rather I just showed him how I used the
veggies to get myself off and that would be the end of it!

Shit!!!

It was Friday, and Dad had already told me he would be late, but not by all
that much.  I had dinner in the crockpot, so when I got home I quickly set
myself up in the bathroom with the enema stuff I had picked up at the
store.  I followed the directions and felt I did a good job of preparing
myself, then I got out my petroleum jelly and greased myself up.  I opened
myself up with my newer cucumber purchases (the first ones I bought had to
be thrown out after a few uses), then I hid the jelly and the vegetables
again.  I did some surface cleaning of my butt, then pulled on a pair of
shorts and a shirt.  I made sure my jock was clean and handy to grab when
the time was right, then I went about setting up for dinner.

Dad came home about 20 minutes later, and I could tell he wasn't in a good
mood.  I don't know what had happened, but I was crestfallen thinking that
there was no way he would even want to play tonight, much less to include
fucking his son.  I decided to assess the damage and start an intervention.
"Uh oh, it doesn't look like this was one of your happier days on the job
Dad."  He just looked at me, and I could tell he was fighting to keep from
responding with a sarcastic comment. "Don't say a word Dad, just come with
me."  I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him to his chair, hurried around
to pull off his boots, then ran into the kitchen and brought him 2 bottles
of beer.  "I though I'd save us both some time and get you a second bottle,
since I can see the first one will be a dead soldier real fast," I said,
handing him both at once.

He couldn't help but chuckle a little.  "Sean, there can be no doubt that
you are my son and you have seen some of my moods.  You're right, today was
shit and you might want to think about getting a third bottle in a few
minutes."

"Just lean back Dad and let me work on your shoulders," I said, going
behind his chair and pulling him backwards.  I started right in massaging
his neck and shoulder muscles and he groaned a little.  I leaned in and
kissed his ears and I could feel him smile.

"Sean, it's a good thing you're such a great, trouble-free kid, cuz you
know just how to butter me up.  I'd never survive trying to discipline you
with treatment like this."

He tipped back the 2nd bottle and emptied it, so I picked up both of the
empties and hustled in to get him another.  After I handed it to him I got
on the floor in front of him and pulled off his socks, then began massaging
his feet.  He groaned much louder this time, closed his eyes and leaned
back into the chair with a smile on his face.  I thought I'd try something
new with him, so I pulled off his socks and continued the massage, but then
I licked the top of his left foot, then did the same with the other.  I
heard him take in a quick breath and not release it, but I pretended not to
notice and continued to lick all around his right foot while massaging the
left.  He moaned again, so I switched feet and cleaned his left foot, then
popped his big toe into my mouth, my tongue flicking all around it like it
was the head of his cock.

"Oh yea, my son really does know how to relax his Daddy, don't ya boy," he
said in a hoarse whisper.  I looked up at him and nodded, his toe still in
my mouth.  "Do you remember our conversation about fetishes Sean?" he
whispered.  I nodded that I did.  "Well, you just found another one of
mine.  You've got me rock hard boy and I'd really like to strip and ravish
you right now, but I had to skip lunch today and I'm starved.  I hate to
ask you to stop but whatever you've got cooking smells so good and I'm
soooo hungry...."

I let his toe pop out of my mouth and gave him a big smile.  "One crockpot
stew coming right up then!"

I went into the kitchen and ladled out heaping bowls full of the stew that
had been cooking all day, got out some bread and set Dad up at his chair
with his birthday tray.  I set myself up next and we each ate two bowls
before we were full.  Dad told me all about the equipment malfunction that
had messed up his day while he helped me clean up the kitchen.  I suggested
he take a nice hot shower, and I would meet him in his room to continue the
shoulder massage.  He grinned at that and headed off to the bathroom.

As soon as I heard the shower door close I ran to his room and lit some
candles, then I ran back to my room, greased myself really well with the
petroleum jelly then pulled on the jockstrap.  When he returned to his room
he was naked, and a huge grin took over his face when he saw me standing
there in my jock, small towel over my arm like a fancy waiter, and a larger
towel on the bed.  I just smiled at him and waved my hand over the bed to
invite him to lie down, which he did with an amused chuckle.

I climbed on top of him and poured some warm oil over his shoulders and
back, then started to push and prod the muscles in his back. He groaned
appreciatively.  I wiggled my ass a little to help myself move my way down
and he got a chuckle out of that.  I continued to massage up and down his
back, his arms, his neck and shoulders, pretty much everywhere I could
reach from whatever position I was in.  His moans told me I was doing a
good job.

I skipped over his naked, hairy ass, other than for a couple of quick
kisses, and started working on his legs.  I kneaded them as hard as I
could, knowing that he spends a lot of his day on his feet.  When I finally
reached his feet I began massaging them, but then I started to pick up
where I left off from earlier in the evening and started to lick his feet.
I could hear him mumble `oh fuck' and `oh yea' into the pillow, so I knew
he was enjoying it.  I sucked each of his toes into my mouth and licked
them, flicking my tongue in between each one.  I also used the flat part of
my tongue to lick up and down the soles of his feet, something he really
seemed to enjoy.  I started to lick up his legs then with his hairy asshole
as my goal.  By the time I reached it he had spread his legs wide in
anticipation.  I didn't waste any time and dove right in, then had to grab
onto him to keep from being bucked off when he pushed his ass back into my
face.  I thrust my tongue in and out of his hole, licking and slurping and
barely drowning out his moans.

I pulled back and slapped his ass.  "Okay Sir, please turn over now," I
said in my most businesslike voice.

He groaned "Oh, but that felt so good, do you really have to stop?"

"Well Sir, perhaps we can come back that." I said.  He turned over and
about slapped me in the face with his hard cock.  I smiled, knowing that at
the very least, I would have a stiff cock to work with if my plan was to
work.  I sat on his abdomen and began kneading his shoulders from the
front, moving my hands down to his hairy pecs and occasionally tweaking and
twisting a nipple.  I could tell he was starting to get really turned on
now and I had to stop him from reaching down to grasp his cock.  I grabbed
both of his arms and pushed them out to the side.  I leaned forward and
started to lick and suck his right nipple while I slowly pulled myself up
to get my ass into position.  I reached back and grabbed his cock and began
to tease it up and down my asscrack, getting my hole wet from his precum.
He moaned in frustration when he realized I wasn't just going to jerk him
off.  I put the head of his cock at the opening of my hole and pushed out
as I pulled his cock in.  I bit his nipple at the same time hoping he
wouldn't realize he was inside me.

Oh FUCK it felt SO different from the cucumbers!  The heat coming off of
his cock was so intense I knew I would never resort to using a vegetable
again!  I let a few more inches slide into me and gasped at how much his
cock was stretching me.  There was pain for sure, but I was so determined
and so turned on that I just had to go on.  A few more inches slid in when
Dad realized what was happening.

"Sean...wait...what...fuck Sean...how are you...wait stop," he cried out,
grabbing my hips to keep me from impaling myself any further.  "Sean how
did you even get that much of me inside you...fuck you're so tight and
hot...damn...are you sure about this?  I do NOT want to hurt you son, how
are you feeling?"

I looked up at his face.  I could see real concern there, but also some
lust.  I just smiled at him.  "Dad...this feels...fucking fantastic!!  I
need more of you Dad, I need it all!" I moaned.

"Jesus Sean...I just don't believe this...are you really sure about this?"
he asked.

"Dad...c'mon I've wanted this for...well forever.  Please Dad...take my ass
cherry Dad!"

He moaned when I said that...good choice of words on my part!  "Oh fuck
Sean...okay...just go slow, and you can stop any time."  He held on to my
hips but released the pressure that was keeping me from moving.  I smiled
up at him and let a few more inches slide in.  I moaned.  "Oh Sean, this is
so hot, you are so fucking tight...damn son, I'm not gonna last too long,
this is too much!"

I pulled up a little just to get the sensation and to help myself open up
for him.  My real goal wasn't necessarily to take him all the way, but to
get the fat head of his cock to run across my prostate.  I let myself slide
back down his pole and then FUCK yea, the head of his slicked-up dick
pushed against my prostate and I moaned.  "Oh yea Dad, that's it, right
there, oh crap that feels soooo good!"

Dad grinned at me.  "Yea boy, my big ole' cock is hitting your love button,
ain't it boy.  That's what you've been looking for huh?  Yea boy, keep
sliding back and forth across that spot, I wanna see you cover my chest
with your jism just by fucking yourself on me.  Don't touch your cock boy,
just let mine get you there."

I let more of his cock slide into my ass and my eyes rolled up in my head.
I didn't realize that I was running my hands all over his hairy belly.
What started out as a place to help support myself became just a playground
for my hands.  I pulled up again then let him sink back in, a little
further this time.  "Oh Dad, I knew this would feel good, but damn your
cock is so hot, and I can feel your heartbeat."

"Oh and I can feel yours too boy, right inside your hole, your sweet
fuckhole is gripping my dick like you'll never let it go, which would be
fine with me!"

He started to run his hands up and down my sides, then reached up and
pinched both of my nipples at the same time.  I yelped and sat right down
on his cock!!  Both of us froze, just staring at each other when the
realization hit us that he was all the way in.  I could actually feel his
balls against my ass.  I just sat there for a moment.

"The next move is yours Sean, I'm letting you take the lead...as if you
haven't been all along," he chuckled.  "Just know that this is hotter than
I ever thought it would be, and I have to be honest, I've been thinking
about this a helluva lot lately."

"So have I Dad, and it's better than I ever imagined!"  I pulled up until I
could feel the head of his cock scrape across my button.  "Oh yea...that's
it...your big cockhead is hitting just the right spot!"

Dad threw his head back and moaned.  "Fuck, I don't know if I can hang on,
you better get all you can get cuz I'm gonna cream your fuckhole real soon
boy!"

I started to slide myself up and down Dad's cock, moaning at how incredible
it felt, especially each time he slid over my prostate.  The next thing I
knew I was bouncing up and down, I could feel dad's hairy balls against my
ass each time I hit bottom and the head of his cock hit my button each time
I pulled up and back down.

Suddenly Dad grabbed my thighs and started to push up into me, meeting my
bounces with his own upward thrust. "Damn...fuck...can't hold out...so
fucking tight...boy...so hot inside you," Dad was moaning.

I watched the muscles on his arms clenching and unclenching each time he
thrust up into me.  Suddenly I felt that moment when pure lust took over my
brain and I realized I couldn't hold back any longer.  "Dad...Dad I'm gonna
shoot!" I yelled, right before I grabbed his cock with my ass and started
spraying his chest with cum.  I just kept cumming and cumming.  I really
didn't know where it all was coming from!

Dad pushed through the ass muscles I was using to grab onto his cock and
shoved his cock all the way in, threw back his head and roared.
"FUUUUUUCK!"  I could feel his cock jerking inside me, and he kept pumping
himself in and out just a little, enough to keep his own friction going.
"Oh fuck...oh Sean...holy fuckin shit...oh damn...breeding your ass boy!"

I looked down at Dad and saw his face covered in sweat and a little bit of
my cum.  His chest hair was likewise matted with a combination of sweat and
cum and was rising and falling rapidly as he tried to get himself under
control.  I fell on top of him and he grabbed me and held me to him so
tightly I was afraid I wouldn't be able to breathe.  His arms relaxed a
little bit along with his breathing, then he just ran his hands up and down
my back and my ass.  I realized I was pretty sweaty too.  I just laid there
on his chest, inhaling his super-masculine scent and listening to our
heartbeats slowly get back to normal.

He pulled his knees up so his feet were flat on the bed, and by doing so my
body moved up his enough for us to be face to face without his cock sliding
out of my ass.  I could still feel his cock twitch occasionally, and I
wiggled my butt back into his crotch.  He chuckled.  "Oh baby boy...that
was, without a doubt, the fucking hottest...well...FUCK, that I have ever
experienced.  At some point we will discuss how all this came about, but
right now I do not want to let you go, I just want to hold onto you."

"Mmmm, Dad, you worked up quite a sweat!  You smell so good."  I stuck out
my tongue and lapped up the sweat from his chest and neck, making sure I
cleaned up my cum as I went.  I licked my way down to his armpit and he
released that arm from around my back and swung it over his head.

"Yea boy, get in there and slurp up Daddy's sweat from his hairy pit.  You
did that to me boy, got me all hot and bothered, so you need to clean me
up."

I buried my face in his hairy pit and inhaled.  Oh man he smelled so
good...and then I quickly began licking at his pit, lapping up the sweat
from the thick hair he has under there and practically stuffed myself into
his hot pit.  He reached over with his hand and pulled me over to his other
pit.  "That's a good boy, lick up your Daddy's sweat and funk, you're
making me feel so good!"

After I licked and sucked at both pits he pulled me back to look at me.  He
smiled at the smear of sweat all over my face, then he kissed me softly on
the lips.  He moaned...maybe at his own scent...and shoved his tongue
inside my mouth and kissed me so passionately I almost cried.  I felt his
cock twitch in my ass and pulled away from his mouth.  I cocked a smile at
him.  "You're still hard, aren't you?"

He gave me a sexy smirk. "What the hell do you expect?  I've got the
hottest fuck partner in the state right here, my dick is buried in his
oh-so hot and tight ass...of COURSE I'm still hard!"

I returned his smirk, raised my eyebrow and said "So...are you ready for
another round...with me on my back this time, legs over your shoulders?"

His mouth formed a big "O", then it transformed into an evil grin.  He
flipped us over so he was on top of me.  I raised my legs and draped them
over his shoulders, or at least as best I could because of our height
difference.  He immediately started to pull out a little, then slide in
then out a little more, then back in...I had already gotten hard again
while eating out his pits, but now my dick felt like cast iron!  He seemed
to be going out of his way to hit my magic button with every thrust, and I
was thrashing around, moaning, and grabbing the sheets when I wasn't
grabbing him.  I looked up into his face and saw him staring right into my
eyes, watching my reaction to his movements.  He smiled at me.

"Yea, I think I've found your sweet spot son, and I'm gonna make sure you
know how sweet it really is!"  He started to pump faster, and even though
he acted like he was doing this just for me, I could tell by the way his
eyes kept rolling upwards that he was getting just as much stimulation as I
was.  "Oh shit Sean, I thought I could last longer a second time, but your
ass is just so damn tight, it's like a furnace in there, and I'm just not
gonna hold out much longer."

I could feel myself getting close as well, and I was a little concerned
that I would blow way sooner than he would.  I wasn't sure if I could just
lie there and let him keep fucking me after I came, so I decided a little
verbal encouragement was in order.  "Oh yea Dad, I bet my hole is nice and
lubricated from that last load you shot up inside me, damn, I think I can
feel it oozing out cuz your cock is so damn big!"

I could tell that my 'dirty talk' got to him because his eyes widened and
he started pumping faster and deeper.  He wasn't hitting my spot as much
now but just the sheer eroticism of everything was about to push me over
the edge.  His sweat was dripping down onto me, and I reached up and pulled
his head down to kiss me.  He about swallowed me up with his mouth, and
that did it for both of us.  I cried out into his mouth and he let out a
muffled roar in my mine.  My cum somehow found a space between our bodies
to shoot out, and once again I could feel Dad's cock pulsing inside me.  I
knew he was filling me up with more of his hot jism.

He released my mouth and buried his head in the pillows beside me and
rested his body on his elbows while he tried to catch his breath.  After a
bit he pulled back and looked at me again.  "I don't want to move Sean, but
I really have to pee now," he smiled at me.

"Go ahead," I said, giving him a big smile.

He looked at me with a surprised smirk, then appeared to think it over.
"No Sean, maybe next time.  I'm gonna guess that you're pretty well
stretched out and you might not have the strength to hold your butt cheeks
together long enough to get my pissload from the bed to the toilet without
making a mess everywhere."

He slowly pulled out of my ass, then collapsed on the bed next to me.  I
quickly scurried up and began licking his still half-hard cock, trying to
get up all his cum.  I glanced up at him and his eyes were once again wide
and shocked. "Isn't it a bottom-boy's job to clean up his Master after he
gets fucked?" I innocently asked.  His face took on that dominate look he
sometimes gets.

"Damn right boy, get down there and clean up all your Master's spunk,
that's never to be wasted."  He held on for about a minute longer then
flung his leg over my head, jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom.  He
must have barely made it, because I could hear a very strong piss stream
hitting the toilet.  I got up and followed him, knowing I would have to
clean up my butt.  It felt like I was full of his cum, and as much as I
hated to lose it, I didn't think he would appreciate having it come out all
over the sheets.

I stood next to him and peed, and he wrapped his arm around me and hugged
my close.  When he finished pissing he reached over to open the shower
door, but I stopped him.  "Dad, do we have to?  I mean I know we're kinda
messy and all, but I'd really like to snuggle up to you tonight and still
be able to smell you, and the sex, and I don't want to wash it off."

He looked at me and smiled, then closed the door.  "How can I say no to the
hottest guy around?" he asked.  He reached over and tussled my hair.

"Thanks Dad.  I'll be there in a minute, I think I should sit down here for
moment just to be sure I'm not leaking."

Dad laughed, gave me a thumbs up, and padded back to the bedroom.  I sat
down and squeezed out a little of Dad's cum, but either I had already
absorbed the rest or it really did ooze out while he was fucking me because
there really wasn't all that much.  I stood up and reached for the toilet
paper, worried that there might be some blood or something, but I was fine.

I walked back into his bedroom and there was Dad, big-assed smile on his
face, patting the bed next to him.  I crawled in and was immediately
enveloped in his strong arms.  "Sean, I don't know what to say, other than
thank you.  We can talk a little more tomorrow, because I'd really like to
know how you managed to take my big dick up your little 13-year old hole
without hardly batting an eye."  He paused and snickered when he saw me
blush, "For now though, just thank you.  I am not lying when I say that was
the hottest experience of my life."

"YOUR life!" I said.  "I'm still floating on cloud nine!"

"Well, I worry that your butt is going to be a bit sore tomorrow, so let's
not plan on doing anything too strenuous.  Right now though I think I could
sleep for days, you really...literally...drained me son!"

"Well, that was my plan," I giggled, and he laughed along with me.  He
reached over and turned out the light and pulled me in as close to him as I
could get.  Suddenly it hit me!  "Hey!"

I felt him raise his head.  "What's wrong Sean?"

I just smiled.  "Earlier you said `next time'.  That means we're going to
do this again!"

He just chuckled and rubbed my belly with his hand.  "You just try and stop
me boy!"

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