Date: Thu, 5 Mar 2015 20:23:37 -0500
From: Jeremy Ellington <jeremyellingtonii@gmail.com>
Subject: Lessons From My Dad-2

NOTICE: This story may contain scenes of a graphical nature, which may not
be legal in your area.  This story is completely fictional and written only
for entertainment purposes.  Any similarities to real life people or
characters is coincidental. If you have trouble separating real life from
fantasy or you are offended by such themes, stop reading now.

Lessons From My Dad
Chapter 2

When Dad entered his bedroom I was already propped up on his bed with my
back to the headboard, lotion and tissues at the ready, and my hard cock in
my hand.  Dad took one look at me and started laughing.  "Now that's my
boy, no time wasted, all set up and ready to go!"

Dad climbed on the bed to my right so our legs touched.  If I hadn't
already been hard the feel of his hairy leg against mine would certainly
have done the trick!  I was so horny now I'm surprised I didn't pass out
right there.

"Before we get started Sean, should we start up that video again?"

"No Dad, I don't want any distractions.  I'd much rather look at you
anyways!"

Dad looked at me when I said that, an expression of amusement and surprise
on his face.  I started to wonder if I shouldn't have said that, but then
he just winked at me.

"Same with me buddy, who needs a video when I've got my stud son right next
to me?  Now last night you tried it with the lotion, let's try it without
this time so you can get a feel for the difference.  You might not like it
all greased up."  Dad reached down and grabbed his dick and started to move
his hand up and down it.  He was looking at me doing the same thing with my
dick, and his started to expand and grow...and grow...and grow.

"Dad, I've never seen you hard before, how big does that thing get?"

"I've got 8 ½ inches on me Sean, and 6 inches around.  Don't worry son,
like I said I think you're bigger now than I was when I was your age, so
you'll probably outgrow your old man by the time you're in your early
twenties."

"I hope not Dad, that's not right; you should always be bigger than me."
Dad's cock jerked upwards when I said that and he got a grin on his face.

"Well Sean, there are people who think the father should always be dominant
over his son."  Dad sighed when he said that and got a faraway look in his
eye for a moment, then he turned back to me and smiled.  "That's not
necessarily how genes work though.  Plus I have no idea how big the men get
on your mother's side of the family, so there really is no telling what
you'll end up with.  Just understand that all guys are different, and

although it may feel cool to be the big hanger in the locker room, as long
as you treat your partners with respect and love, that's really what
matters.  That's why its so important to me to make sure you know how to
handle yourself, and I just don't mean your dick.  You're on your way to
being a really great man someday Sean, and like I said earlier, I couldn't
be more proud."

By this point Dad had reached full erection, and I was just laying there
staring at his cock while he stroked it.  He nudged me.  "Stop staring and
start stroking son," he chuckled at me.

"Dad, why is your dick leaking like that.  Are we supposed to pee first?"

Dad laughed.  "No Sean, that's not pee, that is what is called precum.  Not
all guys produce it, and some, like me, produce a lot of it.  It is
intended to help lubricate your cock, either for jerking off or for sex
with a partner.  That's why I suggested we go without the lotion this time.
I don't usually need lotion unless I'm stroking for a long time.  You'll
probably start leaking precum when you jerk off right around the same time
that you're able to produce cum."

"Dad I'm so glad you're doing this with me, I get to ask questions instead
of thinking I'm breaking myself.  And before you say anything don't
apologize again about last night, I still learned a few things from that
video.  For example, I had no idea my nipples would make me feel so good
when I was jerking off!"

"Oh yea Sean lots of guys don't know that, and some never find out, they
just assume that nipples are a woman's thing, but for lots of men nipples
can be a real hot spot if played with the right way."

Watching my Dad stroke that big cock was getting to be too much for me, and
even though we weren't really talking sexy or anything, I realized I was
about to get those feelings again.  And just when I thought that, BLAM, I
felt like I was being shocked and my legs shot out and I jerked my torso up
in the air and about passed out.

"That's my boy...you've got it now," my Dad said, looking at me and patting
me on the leg.  He stroked my leg up and down with his big hand and it made
me shiver.

"Oh damn.  Oh wow Dad, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that so quickly."

"No worries buddy, if you haven't already noticed, guys your age can do
that 3, 4, 6 times a day without too much rest in between.  Look at
yourself Sean, you're still hard!  When you get to be my age, it takes
longer for some recovery time, but hell son, do it while you can, when you
can."

"Dad, don't stop now, you're right, I can start right in again, I found
that out last night.  Watching you stroke your cock, and your hand on my
leg, really keeps my hard."

Dad looked at me with a bit of concern on his face.  "Does my hand on your
leg bother you son?"

"Heck no Dad, I love the way it feels whenever you touch me, especially now
when we're jacking off together."  I grinned happily up at my dad.

Dad grinned back at me, then looked down at his hand, watching it glide up
and down my leg.  "Yea Sean.  Yea.  It feels real good to me too."

"C'mon Dad, I want to see you shoot real cum like the guys in the video."

"Don't worry son, watching you...and touching you... is getting me pretty
close, that was pretty hot seeing you enjoy yourself like that."

"Dad, are your nipples sensitive?"

"Oh yeah, mine are hard-wired right to my cock."

I reached over and tweaked my Dad's left nipple, and he about jumped off
the bed.  "Damn Sean, wow, I wasn't expecting that," he moaned.

"I'm sorry Dad, I was just trying to help you along." Crap, now I really
did make it weird between us, just like he was worried about.

"Oh no, I'm not complaining, that felt great!  I just wasn't expecting it,
but since we did just talk about it, maybe I should have.  Oh no Sean
nothing to be sorry for, like I said, I felt that right in my balls!"

"Is that the same for both of them" I asked, reaching across his hairy
chest to tweak the other one.

"Damn yes," he moaned, jumping again.  "I've got full-on stereo sensitivity
in my nipples Sean, whew!  Fingers, lips, tongue, all that on my nips will
do the trick for me."

I kept my hand on his right nipple and, without even thinking about what I
was doing, leaned in and lapped my tongue at his left nipple.

"SHIT!!" Dad cried out and cum spurted right out of his cock and splattered
across his face and mine.  Another shot hit me in the face again, followed
by 4 more shots, then another 3 that made it just to his abs.  Dad
shuddered violently and continued to milk his cock until just small
dribbles were coming out.

"Shit Sean, I'm so sorry buddy, you just did that with your tongue and it
hit me like a jolt and I didn't even have time to warn you to move out of
the way," Dad panted.  "I'm so sorry son, here, grab some tissues."

I leaned back and looked up at my Dad, his cum dripping from my face, and
again without thinking, I flicked my tongue out and lapped up some of his
cum that had landed around my lips.  Dad's eyes got huge looking at me and
his mouth dropped open.

"Sean...buddy...you shouldn't...you don't have to...damn son..."

"Its okay Dad...I like it!  I tastes good.  Its so creamy.  Is this how
mine will be?"  I flicked out my tongue and lapped up some more of the cum
that was on my cheek.

"Um...well son...fuck, that is so hot you doin that...um...well, every guy
is different in that respect too, it depends on your diet, and how often
you cum...damn Sean, you've no idea how fucking cute you look right now."
Dad just stared at me, his eyes still big, but with a lot of – I don't
know – pleasure on his face.  "Son, I could almost shoot again just
watching you do that.  You really think it tastes good?"

"Yea Dad, it does.  Haven't you ever tasted it?"

Dad got a funny look on his face, then I guess he realized what I meant and
said "Well yea I've tasted mine, I mean you can see how far I shoot, here I
have some on my face too" and he took his finger and wiped some off his
face then popped it in his mouth and grinned at me.  "Yea, I DO taste good
don't I?"

We both started giggling then, but Dad stopped and groaned when I leaned
down and licked some more of his cum from his hairy chest.  "Tell you what
Sean, you wanna know what can be really hot?"  I nodded, still swallowing
his cum.  He took his hand and cupped it and dragged it up his torso,
getting a bunch of cum in his hand.  Then he reached over and grabbed hold
of my cock and smeared his cum all over it.

I almost screamed from the sensation of Dad's hand on my cock.  Forget
about the fact that this was his cum, HIS HAND WAS ON MY COCK!  Dad started
stroking me with his cum-covered hand, and I lost in within seconds, major
sensory overload.  Dad's hand, his cum, his hand, my cock, his hand, oh
shit oh shit oh shit!  I practically jerked upright off the bed!

"Oh Dad!"

Dad grinned at me.  "I told you it would be hot son."

"Dad, you jacked me off!"  I almost yelled that out, I was still so
stunned.

Dad looked at me with a grin, then he looked a little uncertain.  "Um,
sorry Sean, I should have asked you for permission to do that first.  Here
I just got through talking about showing respect to your partner, then I
went and grabbed onto you without asking.  I apologize son."

"Aw hell Dad, no problem, that was so hot!!!  Besides, I grabbed and licked
your nipples, so I guess we're maybe even now?" I snickered.

Dad's grin came back to his face, even larger this time.  "Okay buddy,
let's shake on that."  He held out his hand and I grabbed hold, immediately
getting a handful of his cum.  Dad just started laughing when he saw the
expression on my face.

"You did that on purpose Dad!"

"Yes I did, it's our own version of being blood brothers, except instead of
pricking our fingers and using blood, we just used my cum.  Now we're cum
brothers," Dad giggled.

"Oh, well that's different Dad, I can go along with that no problem," I
said as I pumped Dad's hand up and down.  When we pulled our hands away I
pulled mine up to my mouth and began licking his load that was left on my
hand.  Dad's eyes got big again, then he smiled, brought his hand up to his
mouth and copied me, lick for lick.

"Now that we've taken care of our hands, I think its time for a shower.
You run in while I clean up a bit in here, and don't use up all the hot
water," Dad said while he grabbed some tissues to wipe our cum off of the
headboard of his bed.  I took off for the bathroom and had a quick shower.
Dad was standing there offering me a towel when I opened the door.  He
stepped in after me while I toweled off.  I hung up my towel, brushed my
teeth, then made my way to my bed.  I had just pulled the sheet over myself
when Dad walked in, his cock swinging between his legs still semi-chubbed
up.  He bent over and kissed my forehead.  "Good night Sean.  I had a lot
of fun tonight."

"Me too Dad, I hope we can do that again!  I bet there's a lot more you can
teach me."

Dad looked at me for a moment...no he actually looked through me for a
moment...then he refocused, gave me a smile and said "We'll see Sean.
We'll see.  Good night son."

"Good night Dad" I said, watching him leave my room.  I wasn't sure what he
meant by `we'll see', but I sure hope it meant `yes'!  I fell asleep
quickly with thoughts of my hot Dad running through my mind.  Sound asleep,
I couldn't hear him in his room, jerking off a second time with thoughts of
what we had done running through his mind.

When I got home from school the next day I checked the messages on the
answering machine as usual.  The only message was from Dad, letting me know
that he would be working late again tonight.  He apologized profusely, and
asked me to just have something ready for him to make a sandwich with when
he got home, as he wasn't sure when that would be.

I went ahead and whipped up some tuna salad and made myself a sandwich and
a half, then settled myself in my room to practice jerking off.  As usual,
my fantasy was my hot Dad.  I loved licking his cum off his chest like the
last time we jerked off together.  I could taste his sweat, and thinking
about the texture of my tongue against his chest hair made me hard in an
instant.  He hadn't taken a shower when he got home the last time either,
so I remembered the sexy aroma from his armpits.  I wish he didn't use
deodorant, but I knew he had to since he was so hairy.  When he would
shower on the weekends and then just sit around I could tell he didn't use
anything and his scent just drove me crazy.  I should probably ask him if
liking a person's sweat scent was normal, I knew he'd be honest with me.
That gave me a great idea!

I got off the bed and ran into the utility room to look for dad's unwashed
clothes.  Right there on the top of the pile was the underwear he wore
yesterday.  I grabbed them and ran back to my room.  I spread out on my bed
and brought his shorts up to my face and took a deep breath.  INSTANT
boner!  Oh fuck his shorts smelled just like him, plus more.  I looked at
the crotch of his shorts and could see some slight piss stains where he
maybe didn't shake it off as well as he should after taking a leak.  I
couldn't help myself, I just had to taste that.  I stuffed the front of his
shorts in my mouth and sucked on the cloth.  Oh FUCK it tasted so good, so
forbidden, so naughty!  I never tasted my own piss, it just never occurred
to me, but here I was tasting just a little of Dad's piss while stroking my
dick and the orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks.

After I calmed down I decided that I better attack that pile of laundry.  I
started to take the shorts back with me then stopped, looked down at them
and smiled.  These I would be saving!  In fact, I was going to save them
until tomorrow, when a new pair of Dad's shorts would appear when he took
them off after work.  Since I was doing most of the laundry that meant I
would have a `new' used paid every night.  I threw the shorts on my bed and
headed back to start washing clothes.

I did a couple of loads of laundry, washing, drying then sorting.  I put
Dad's folded clothes on his bed, then took mine into my room to be put
away.  I should probably ask Dad for permission to put his away as well,
but I didn't want Dad to think he didn't have any privacy so I stayed out
of his dresser drawers and his closet as a rule, unless he was in there and
gave his okay.

Dad called to tell me he would be leaving work in about an hour and that I
shouldn't wait up for him.  I told him about the tuna salad and he thanked
me, and made me promise to go to bed at my regular time.  I was getting
tired enough not to argue the point, and promised him I would.

I did my bathroom duties, brushed my teeth then crawled into bed.  I took
the pair of Dad's shorts that I had saved and draped them over my face and
jerked off again.  Even though I had inhaled them and sucked on them
already, they still did the trick for me and I had another orgasm.  I
thought I felt some wetness below my navel, but I wasn't sure what it was.
I tasted it but it had no flavor.  I put my head back on the pillow to
contemplate whether I had actually produced cum or if it was just some
water from the bathroom, but just drifted off to sleep.

I was well into slumber-land when Dad came home.  I didn't hear him making
himself a sandwich, or taking a piss, or walking into my room to check on
me.  That meant I also didn't see the expression on his face when he saw me
lying there naked, one hand around my dick and the other grasping his
underwear up by my face.  He smiled at me, then reached down and started to
stroke his cock.  The sight of his son, conked out from jerking off while
sniffing his own father's drawers was a pretty hot sight to him and he knew
it wouldn't take him long to cum.  A big grin spread across his face as he
hatched a plan.  He stepped forward and knelt down a little until his cock
was even with the shorts I was holding so tightly in my hand.  He moaned
softly and shot his cumload into the shorts, doing his best to saturate one
area, then he wiped his cock with another exposed section of cloth.

He stood up, chuckled softly to himself, and whispered "I love you so much
Sean.  I'd love to see the expression on your face when you wake up and
smell my cum on those shorts."  He padded softly to his room and crawled
into bed, still chuckling over what he had done.

When my alarm went off the next morning I reached up to turn it off, then
realized that I had something in my hand.  I opened my eyes and tried to
focus, then realized it was my Dad's shorts.  I grabbed them with my other
hand while I reached for the alarm and immediately felt the stiffness of
the material.  I blinked a few times to clear my vision and took a close
look at the shorts.  I knew I had sucked the piss stains out the night
before, so what the heck was this?  I sniffed them.  They smelled like cum.
They smelled like Dad's cum.  I looked down at my own crotch and noticed
that I had fallen asleep on top of the sheets last night.  I remembered
thinking I felt some wetness after my last orgasm, but I knew this couldn't
be my cum.  What the hell?

I dragged myself out of bed with the shorts still clutched in my hand.  The
more I woke up, the more confused I was.  I dropped the shorts on my bed
and made my way to the bathroom, needing to piss.  I hopped in the shower
and then got ready for school, then made my way to the kitchen to get some
cereal and make my lunch.  There was a note from Dad on the table, but I
waited until I poured the cereal and milk and sat down at the table to read
it.

"Sean, I fully expect to be home on time tonight, maybe even a little
early.  Either way I will take care of dinner, I love you, Dad.

P.S. Can't wait to hear what you thought of the `gift' I left you last
night!"

Shit!  That's why those shorts were stiff like that!  That was Dad's cum!
Even though I was alone I quickly felt myself getting red.  I was
horrified.  Dad saw the shorts, he must have known I was using them to jerk
off with.

I dumped the cereal down the sink.  I lost my appetite as soon as I read
that note.  Why do I get myself in these situations?  What must he think of
me?  Now he knows I lust after him.  This is gonna be a crappy day.  I
quickly threw together a tuna sandwich from last night's leftovers, stuffed
it in my backpack and trudged out the door.

I barely acknowledged the kids who joined me on the walk to school, only
half-listened in my classes, and dreaded the walk home.  As I got closer to
our house I could see Dad's car in the driveway.  All I could think was,
well, if he was angry with me he probably would have gotten me out of bed
before he left for work to discuss it.  I mean I couldn't figure out how he
could be angry, seeing as he jerked a load into the shorts and left them
for me, but being a bit of a pessimist I always seemed to look for the bad
outcomes.

I opened the door and inhaled the scent of fried chicken.  Okay, he stopped
and got us a bucket for dinner.  I dropped my backpack in the hall and
stepped into the front room.  There dad sat, in just his shorts, a beer in
his hand and a huge shit-eating grin on his face.  Not able to meet his
gaze for more than a second I quickly lowered my eyes back to his shorts.
Oh no.  He was wearing THE shorts...from yesterday!  I could see the cum
stains encrusted on the front.  My eyes bugged out.

"Hey Sean, welcome home!  I got us some fried chicken.  We'll have to run
around the block a few dozen times to work off all the calories, but hey,
its nice for a treat now and then, don'tcha think Sean?"

I just stood there, my mind going in multiple directions at once.  Should I
run to my room, should I yell `hello' as I raced to the bathroom pretending
I had to pee really bad?  With all of the options running through my head I
chose the only one I could...none of the above.  I stood there, frozen in
place, then I realized that tears were starting to drip down my cheeks.

"Sean, hey buddy, don't cry, c'mon buddy!  What's wrong Sean?" Dad said, as
I looked up at him to see that grin sliding off his face.

"Dad!  I'm mortified!  Remember when you said if you ever teased me
unnecessarily I should tell you?  Well, I'm telling you now!"

"Oh Sean," Dad said, sliding from his chair right to his knees in front of
me.  He grabbed me around the shoulders and pulled me in for a tight
hug. "Baby please don't cry, I'm sorry honey, I don't mean to tease you, at
least not in a bad way."

"Dad, I know what you did last night, and you know what I did, and I feel
so ashamed I just want to hide in my room," I cried into his shoulder.

"Oh Seanie, c'mon son, come with me back to my chair and sit on my lap,"
Dad said, scooting backwards and back up into his chair, pulling me along
with him.  I crawled into his lap, trying without too much success to avoid
sitting on THOSE shorts.

"Son, I have to tell you something, and then you can tell me off if you
feel you need to and I'll take it like a man and apologize if I need to
okay?"  I nodded, still not able to look at him.

He reached over and put his fingers under my chin, lifting my face up until
I had no choice but to look at him.  "Son, yes I know what you were doing
with these shorts last night, and I have to tell you Sean, if you had been
awake to see the look on my face, knowing what you were doing and why you
had my used underwear in your hand you would never think I was teasing you.
Son, I'm sure I had the best expression on my face you have ever seen me
with.  You just have no idea how proud, and turned on, and excited I was
last night, knowing that something I wore got you hot to trot enough to use
to help you jerk off.  Son, that was the hottest thing I think I have ever
seen in my whole life, and I mean that.  Once I saw these shorts in your
one hand and your other hand wrapped around your cock I think I got the
hardest hard-on I have ever had.  You did that to me Sean, and you weren't
even aware of it!  I stood right over you and jacked myself off, and I came
so fast you'd think I was a teenager again.  And Sean, just the idea that
you would wake up with the smell of my cum next to your head...son I just
couldn't resist it.  I can see now how you thought I was making fun of you
but I am here to tell you, cross my heart, you gave me a gift last night
son.  You showed me that even in my old age you still find me kinda hot,
and that means a helluva lot to me Sean.  I was just trying to show you my
appreciation son, and I am truly sorry if you felt I was teasing you."

Everything Dad said to me told me that he was being honest and I forgave
him right away for any slight that I felt.  I just grabbed him and hugged
him for dear life.  When we released our hug I leaned back and looked at
him and said "Dad, its all true.  I think you are the sexiest man I have
ever seen.  I love the way you smell, all over, I especially love it when
you work around the house and get all sweaty, it just smells like you Dad,
and that gives me the most comfortable feelings in the whole world.  I
already jerked off once last night when I came home, then I decided I
should be useful and do our laundry, but right there on top of the pile
were your shorts and I just couldn't resist smelling them.  That gave me an
instant boner Dad, so I kept them aside and did the rest of the laundry.  I
took them to bed with me and jacked off with them in my face, I even sucked
on them to get the flavor out.  I didn't mean to fall asleep like that but
now, maybe I'm glad I did.  I'd do anything for you Dad, so if I made you
happy last night, well then no apologies are necessary and we are good!"

Dad looked at me for moment, his eyes scrutinizing me.  "You sucked on them
Sean?"

"Well, I saw some little pee stains, and I wanted to know what you tasted
like, so yea, I sucked them."

Dad just looked at me and that shit-eating grin spread itself across his
face again.  "Sean, every day you amaze me more and more.  That is so hot
that you did that Son, and now you're giving me a boner!  But we need to
eat that chicken before it gets any colder so let's postpone any more sex
talk for a bit and have our dinner."  With that Dad pulled me close an gave
me a big smacking kiss right on the lips, then he jumped up and let me
slide down his legs until I got my feet under me.  He grabbed himself
another beer, and got me a soda, and I divided up the chicken onto plates.

After we ate we went for a walk, thankfully not the around-the-block run
that he mentioned before, just a leisurely walk in the other direction of
where I usually head to go to school.  It was starting to get dark as we
headed back, and when we got inside Dad locked the door, then picked me up
and carried me into his bedroom.  He started to undress me while I was
still laying over his shoulder, so I reached down and unbuckled his belt
and tried to reach his zipper.  We both got to a point where that position
wasn't going to get us any further so he slide me down, then we both took
turns undressing the other.  When I got Dad down to his cum-covered shorts
I got down on my knees and just buried my face in his crotch and took a
deep breath.  I moaned and Dad chuckled at me.  I found the cum stained
area and sucked the cloth into my mouth and nursed on it like a baby with a
bottle.  I could feel his cock getting hard under my face.  I took another
quick breath then grabbed his shorts and dragged them down his legs.  His
cock hit me in the face, but I buried my face in his curly pubic hair and
inhaled again.

"Oh fuck Seanie, that is so hot, quick we better get in the bed or I'm
gonna spooge all over your shoulder!"

"Spooge?" I asked.

"Another name for cum Sean.  You'll hear a million different names but it
all means the same thing, every guy has a few different names for it."  Dad
grabbed me and threw me on the bed then jumped up next to me.  We snuggled
up next to each other and we both started playing with our cocks.  "Grease
or no grease," he asked me.  "No grease," I answered.  "You do a pretty
good job of making your own and I think I like it without."

Dad placed his hand on my leg again and began rubbing it.  I reached over
and did the same to him, and we used our other hands to jack ourselves off.

I raised my hand and started tweaking Dad's nipple.  "Is this all right
Dad, is it okay if I do this," I asked, not sure if I was overstepping.

"Oh hell yes Sean, can I do the same to you?" he asked.  "I'd like that
Dad, I want to experience everything you like to see if it's the same with
me, like father like son," I answered.

I reached across to Dad's far nipple and flicked my tongue out at the
nipple closest to me.  "Oh yea, that feels so nice," Dad moaned.  "You know
son, you can nibble that just a little bit."  I very carefully grazed Dad's
hairy nipple with my teeth.  "Oh...yea...a little more son.  Don't be
afraid to bite just a little, I mean leave it attached, but no need to be
too shy there."

 I leaned over and started nibbling on Dad's nipple and he moaned.

"Oh yea Sean, you're gonna really get to know some of the things that get
me turned on.  You just get me so hard when you do that."

I started lapping his nipple with my tongue, but his scent drew me near his
armpit.  I let my tongue drift over closer to his pit and I inhaled deeply.
"Oh Dad, I just love the way you smell," I moaned.

"Yea Seanie, you do like my smell don'tcha boy.  Get your nose right up in
there and sniff all you want son...this weekend I'll have to make sure I
don't put anything on my pits after I shower, then I'll let your bury your
whole face in there.  Would you like that boy?"  Dad lifted his hand off my
leg and raised his arm up and around my shoulder and pulled my face into
his pit.  "You like smelling your Dad's pits boy?"

Something about the way Dad was calling me `boy' really excited me, like he
was showing me who was in charge.  I always wanted my Dad to be in charge,
and here he was showing me that he was.  "Oh yea Dad, I love smelling your
pits, I love smelling everything about you," I groaned.

Dad's voice was getting deeper...if we weren't jerking off together I would
almost think he was mad at me, the way his voice sounded so stern "Yea,
that's right boy, you do like the way I smell.  You like the way I taste
too, don'tcha boy, you eat my cum, and yea, you even tasted a little bit of
my piss last night too, didn't you boy?"

The memory of that taste, coupled with the smell coming off my Dad's body
right now put me over the top and I started to convulse in orgasm.  This
time was different though.  This time, cum shot out of my cock and
splattered across my belly.  "Oh Fuck Dad, I'm cumming!  I'm really
cumming!!"

"Fuck yea boy, that's my boy, shoot your load, oh fuck that is so fucking
hot Sean!" Dad cried, and cum started shooting out of his cock just then,
splattering me in the face and painting his chest.

We both were trying to catch our breath, then I dutifully started licking
the cum from my Dad's chest.  This time he put his other hand on the back
of my head and directed me to each splatter, almost like he was forcing me
to clean him up.  He wasn't pushing hard, but his grip was firm and I
moaned, still coming down from my first cumshots.  "That's it boy, clean me
up, clean up your Daddy's spooge boy." Dad moaned.

I finally rested my head on his chest, literally drained, his cum still
lining my mouth as my tongue played with it.

I pulled my head up and looked at him.  "Dad!  I came!  I spooged Dad!  I'm
a man now!"

Dad gave me his biggest smile and nodded his head.  "Yep, my son is now
officially a member of the spooge-club!  Now lean back son, I think its my
turn to lick you clean for a change."  Sure enough, Dad leaned over and
lapped up the cum from my belly.  I hadn't shot anywhere near the amount
that Dad did, but it was a start!  I collapsed in giggles when Dad's tongue
started cleaning out my navel, then he just climbed on top of me, stretched
out while keeping some of his weight on his elbows and gave me a big kiss
on the lips.

"I am very proud of you Sean.  I mean we knew it would happen soon, and its
not like you got to choose the how or when, but I am so happy that I was
here to experience it with you."  Dad kissed me again then rolled off,
pulling me on top of him.  This time my full weight was on him, and this
was something we had never done before.  I loved the way his chest hair
felt on my bare chest, and I could feel his pubes and his softening cock
pressed up against me.  He hugged me for a few minutes and we just laid
there, listening to our breathing slowly coming back to normal.  I looked
up at him then and said "What did you expect me to do with those shorts
this morning when I woke up with your cum all over them?"

He thought for a moment then said "I guess I thought you would jerk off
again.  I didn't really think it through, like I said, you got me so turned
on I had to cum, and I had to cum somewhere."

I looked at him with a goofy expression.  "So you're saying it was a `sperm
of the moment' decision?"

Dad just busted out laughing, so hard that I slid right off of him and
giggled along with him.  He kissed me on the forehead and said "Oh Sean, I
can't imagine my life without you."  Then he yawned, which of course made
me yawn.  "I don't even want to think about that son.  But it would appear
that we both need to get to bed.  I'm gonna wait until morning to shower,
how about you?"

"I'm with you Dad, I always take one in the morning anyway."  I pulled
myself off his bed and headed for the doorway, stepping right on top of his
shorts.  "Um...Dad?"

"Yea Sean?"

"Can I keep your underwear?" I grinned at him, even though I felt a little
blush coming over my face.

He grinned at me.  "Yes you can Sean, and when you suck all the good tastes
out of that pair just let me know, and I will piss and spooge another pair
for you."

"Awesome!" I cried, snatching up the underwear and running to my room.  I
could hear him chuckling behind me.

After I brushed my teeth and crawled into bed I thought back on what he
said.  I wondered how much piss he would actually leave me on the next
pair.

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