Date: Wed, 28 Dec 2011 10:43:25 -0700
From: Dick Deliboy <deliboydick@gmail.com>
Subject: Making Sure I'm Doing It Right - Chapter 7: Merry Christmas

Disclaimer: My name is Dan and I'm a 21 year old Mormon living in Utah.  This
is a fictional story.  please feel free to e-mail me at
deliboydick@gmail.com for comments, or criticisms.

Sorry for getting this chapter out late everyone.  kinda meant to have it
out on Christmas


Chapter 7: Merry Christmas

I still look back on that week as one of the best of my life; that week in
September when it all began.  My dad taught me so much about the male body
in that one week, and I was hoping that I still had something left to learn
from him.  Whether it was teaching me how to jerk off, drive stick, appeal
a speeding ticket, shave my balls, or suck cock, I loved the special bond
my dad and I had developed.

The last time I "bonded" with my dad was on his birthday more than a month
ago.  With the holiday season in full swing with Thanksgiving, Christmas
and the end of the semester consuming a lot my time, I didn't mind that it
had been so long.  In fact, I really didn't need to have sex with my dad
again.   To be honest, I felt content with how strong our relationship was
and I valued our father-son camaraderie more than an occasional jerk off
session.

However, that being said, I still often found gazing at his ass every now
and then every time he bent over, thinking back to the site of his white
bare ass bending over in the bathroom when he taught me how to shave or
craving his sweet mansperm that I tasted on his birthday.  But every time
my boydick got hard thinking about him, I would just go to my room and
shoot a load on my chest (the way dad taught me) and my urges would subside.
It also helped that it was snowy in Utah this time of year which meant less
tanning sessions from my dad oiled up in his briefs in the backyard.

Today was the 21st of December and having just finished the semester and
all of my Christmas shopping, I was feeling pretty good.  I sat in the
living room alone watching tv.  Being Saturday, nothing even half decent
was on.  As I was about to get up from the couch, my mom came into the
living with her coat and purse.

"I'm running to the mall to finish some Christmas shopping," she said.  "I
think dad's upstairs wrapping gifts because he won't let me in the room.  You
two behave while I'm gone," she said while walking out the front door.

I had to commend my mom for going out to the mall 4 days before Christmas.  It
must be crazy out there, but as I mas bored on the couch, I wondered if I
should have gone with her

Just then my dad called from upstairs, "Hey son, can you come and help me
with something?"  I barely heard him over the tv but I quickly flicked the
tv set off and I went upstairs.

When I got upstairs, I looked down the hall and noticed his door was shut.  I
tried opening the door but it was locked.

"Dad?  Can I come in? Have you hid all the gifts you are getting me?" I
joked.

After a bit of silence, my dad replied, "ya son, just one minute."

I wondered what he was doing in there until the door clicked open.  I
looked at my dad who was wearing his robe and a santa hat.  He looked
nervous

"Way to look festive dad," I said, moving past him and sitting on his bed.  My
dad's eyes shifted around and I could tell he was uneasy.  "What's up
dad?  What
did you need me for?" I asked.

My dad clutched his robe tighter and began, "I... um... need your help with
mom's gift."

"Ok", I replied, "what are you making her?"

His eyes darted around as he slowly sat next to me on the bed.

"Now son, I... um... wouldn't normally ask this of you, but you're the only
who can help me out.  I'm really desperate and I... didn't know what else I
could get your mom." He mumbled.  "And I figured since we were both men you
wouldn't mind helping your old man out."

I didn't quite know what he was getting at but I just replied, "sure dad,
anything."

He started to explain, "well,  I, uh,  read in one of her magazines that
women would like pictures of their husbands... you know... doing sexy things."

My eyes widened and flickered with dad's request.  I began to smirk
thinking about being dad's personal photographer.  But I soon relaxed and
contained myself, trying not to seem too excited.  "Sure, dad, I... umm...
guess I could that."

My dad smiled and said, "Great" as he stood up.  "There's a camera on the
night stand."

I got up and went over to the night stand, fiddling with the camera's
settings.  But as I turned around I saw dad slipping out of his robe.  And
what I saw was a sight to behold.

There in front me of, my dad stood half naked.  He had a Christmas tie
around his neck with no shirt wearing a red jock strap.  Attached to the
jock were suspenders with little Christmas trees on them.  I looked down
and he was wearing long silky black argyle socks with red diamonds and
candycane sock garters around his calves.  This attire, along with his
Santa hat, made him not only festive, but also sexier than he would have
been wearing no clothes at all.

"How do I look son?" he asked softly.

My mouth was open and I didn't know if he could tell I was drooling but I
closed my mouth and replied, "Great dad."

He smiled in relief and said, "well then let's get to it.  Where do you
want me first?"

I had no idea what to say.  I thought about replying, "in my ass", but
restrained myself.

"I... uh... why don't you lay down on the bed on your back." I said

He did as he was told, putting his arms behind his head and spreading his
legs out on the bed.  "Like this?" he asked.

"Perfect," I said as I began snapping photos.  I don't think my dad was
necessarily hard but there was a big bulge in his jock pouch.

"Great dad.  Now... umm... why don't you flip over."

He flipped over and took my command one step further as he got on his knees
and hands and stuck his white ass in the air.  "Hows this?" he earnestly
asked.

Now my tongue was completely hanging out of my mouth as I stared at my
dad's perfect white round ass.

"Fuck," I whispered.

"What was that son?" my dad asked

"I... uh... you look great dad.," I stuttered as I began taking more pictures

"Don't be afraid to get close ups" my dad said.

"Er... sure dad," I said as I slowly crept closer to my dad's hole snapping
photos.  But my feet didn't stop moving.  I walked right up to the bed
until the lense of the camera hit dad's hairy hole.

"oooh, that's cold" he chuckled.

"I... uh... sorry dad," I mumbled  as I adjusted the lens

"Mind... um... uh... slipping your balls out dad?" I asked

"Sure," my dad said as he moved his right hand to his jock, removing his
balls allowing them to get some fresh air.

I clicked furiously at his lowhanging nuts.  And I soon began to lose my
inhibitions and became less nervous.  "Wow dad, I hope mine hang as low as
yours when I am older."

"Haha, thanks son.  I'm sure they will,"

I moved around the bed and decided to get a better angle.  My dad was still
on all fours so I moved up to the front of the bed where his head was and
began to slither under him between his hands, looking up at his chest until
I reached his crotched.  My cock and balls were directly under my dad's
face, hidden by my shorts.  Still I was as hard as a rock and tenting in my
boxers and I think my dad could notice as the top of my tent hit him in the
nose

"Alright dad, could you stand up for me," I said, still underneath my dad's
crotch.

He didn't move.  I moved my head to look at his, and he was staring at the
bulge in my shorts.  "Uh, dad," I said, this time a little louder.

"Um, yes son?" moving his eyes towards his son laying beneath him.

"Mind standing up now?"

"Uh, sure" he said, as he stood up

I had the perfect view of my dad's balls and ass as he stood directly above
my face.  I could tell that he was getting hard in his jock so I decided to
make it a little easier for him.

"How about we just get close-ups of your cock now. Unleash that meat
between your legs dad," I joked.

My dad laughed as he pulled his giant package out from the pouch of his
jock.

I marveled at the wonderful view of my dad's cock and balls.  I noticed he
was dripping precum quite profusely and every now and then I had to clean
off the camera is it dripped onto the lens.

"Wow dad, how does mom even let you fuck her with that giant pole?" I teased

He smiled and said, "Gotta go nice and slow.  Takes a lot of practice.  You
have quite the big dick yourself son.   I should probably teach you how to
use it" he said as he winked.

I just laughed a bit not quite knowing what to say

He noticed my uneasiness and said, "look I know you aren't having sex yet
and you shouldn't until you get married (that was the mormon talking), but
a father should teach his son how to fuck so you're ready for the first
time (that was my dad talking).  Gotta make sure you're doing it right on
your wedding day"

"Really dad?" I replied.  "You'd teach me?"

"Well sure" my dad responded, "It's the least I could do after you did such
great job taking pictures of your old man."

"Well thanks dad," I said just a little confused.  "But how are you gonna
teach me how to fuck?"

"Well I got a hole don't I?" he said in a smart-ass way, "and you got a
hard dick."

I laughed and said, "That I do," as I grabbed my crotch.  "So what should I
do first?" I asked not knowing what to do.

"Well the thing about sex son," he smirked, "is that you have to be naked
to do it.  Now take off your darn clothes," he commanded as he laid down on
his back next to me.

I got up from the bed and removed every article of clothing and waited for
my next command.

"Well we don't have any lube, and when you find yourself without lube,
you'll have to use your spit to loosen up a women's hole." He said as he
lifted his legs up.  "So what are you waiting for?  Get my hole wet."

I got on the bed and kneeled towards the bottom of the bed looking at my
dad's white ass.  I contemplated spitting in his hole but then I had a
better idea.  I lowered my head towards my dad's ass and started licking
his tight hole with my tongue.  My dad instantly began to moan as my wet
tongue slurped and inserted itself into my dad's ass.

"Oooohh, that's it boy.  Get your dad's hole nice and wet," he encouraged.

 I spread my dad's cheeks wide as I continued to tongue-fuck his hole.  I
couldn't get enough of his hole and loved my face pressed up against his
ass.

"Mmmph," he grunted, "that's good son.  Now get on up here and straddle my
face."

"This is the women's job," he explained as I put my knees on each side of
my dad's head until my cock and balls were dangling right in front his
mouth.  "The women has to make sure the cock is nice and wet before
insertion."

He opened his mouth wide and engulfed my boydick.  He kept slurping as I
could feel his tongue lap up and down my shaft.  I began to thrust my cock
in and out of his mouth, almost making him gag.

"Good son.  I think it's ready.  Now get on your knees at the foot of the
bed and lift my legs up."

I did as I was told as my dad explained, "Now usually you'd want to use a
condom, but since there is no chance of your old man here getting pregnant,
you can just slip that cock of yours right in," he laughed.  "Now if your
wife's hole has never been fucked, like your dad's, it will be tight so you
wanna proceed slowly," he explained.  "Just start with the head of your
cock, until the hole relaxes and starts begging for more."

I slowly began to move forward till my dripping cock made contact with my
dad's ass.  I slowly pushed forward and my dad began to moan softly.  "ooooohh
that's it baby, nice and easy." He said, as he closed his eyes.

"That's good, now slowly lunge forward until your cock is fully inserted
into my hole."  I inched on closer and closer, still holding on to my dad's
ankles.  When the base of my cock reached his ass and I was fully inserted
my dad's hole, his eyes opened as he moaned, "oooooh yeah that's a big dick.
Now slowly begin to pump in and out of me son."  I did as I was told,
moving in and out of my dad's hole, but soon my dad began to do all the
work.  He grabbed my ass with his hands and forced my cock into his hole.

"That's it boy, now pump harder."  My hips began to move faster and faster
and I could tell my dad was loving every minute of it.  We soon began
moving the bed with our thrusts and I knew I couldn't last much longer.  But
as if to read my mind my dad slowed down said, "now hold on stud, we have a
lot more positions to try.  He moved off of the bed as my cock slipped out
his ass.

"Now you lay down on your back son."  I did as I was told and my dad got
back up on the bed standing directly above me like before.  But this time
he slowly bent his knees and began to sit on my cock.  He grabbed my cock
and guided it up his hole and my boydick was fully inserted in no time.

"Now grab on to my ass son and guide me up and down your cock."  I put my
hands on my dad's hips but it was clear that my dad was doing all the work.
He bounced up and down on my cock on the tips of his toes as he stroked his
cock.

"Once the hole gets relaxed and opened up, you can try out many positions."
He said as he got up from my cock and got on all fours beside me.  "Kneel
behind me and fuck me from behind son."

My dad's ass looked so appetizing and I couldn't wait to take it from
behind.  I didn't hesitate and quickly jammed my cock in and humped my
dad's hole as my balls thwacked against his white ass.

"Fuck son, you're doing great," he moaned.  "Go ahead and grab on to those
suspenders.  That's what they're there for."  I grabbed his reins and began
to ride my dad like a horse.  I pushed harder and faster and suddenly
spanked his ass out of nowhere.  This just encouraged my dad more as he
moved his ass back and forth even faster.

"Fuck my hole son.  Grab my tie, and fuck me from behind boy," he yelled.  I
held on tightly to his tie with my right hand and gabbed  his shoulder with
my left.  I moved faster and faster and began to moan.

"That's it son", my dad panted, "shoot inside me.  Fill me with your
boycream."  His command brought me over the edge and I exploded in my dad's
ass.  I moaned in pure ecstasy as I pumped my dad's ass.  My dad began to
shoot volleys of cum down onto the bed below as we both shot in unison.  The
orgasm lasted so long that I began to lose control of my movement and
collapsed onto my dad, shaking.  He laid down in his pool of cum and kept
his hands behind my ass, making sure I didn't move.  We laid there panting,
in each other's sweat, feeling the warmth of our naked bodies pressed up
against each other.

After a while, I eventually rolled over and laid next to my dad.

He looked at me and said, "you did great son, I'm very proud."  I smiled as
we looked into each other's eyes

"But there is one more thing I can teach you," he said

"What is that dad?"

Without responding, he moved his lips closer to mine and kissed me hard,
pressing our faces closer together.  He stuck his tongue down my throat and
my tongue did the same after, almost as if to copy him to make sure I was
doing it right.  We licked and sucked each other's faces as we embraced
tightly on my parent's bed.

When we finally stopped, I looked up at my dad and said, "Merry Christmas."

He smiled back and replied, "And a Happy New Year."


I had a feeling that next year would be a very happy new year indeed.


The End.


So that concludes my first attempt at writting porn ever.  tell me what you
guys thought.  hope it got some of you guys off.  i know it got me off
while i was writing it.  it would be cool to know everyone's favorite and
least favorite chapter.  Thank you all for reading.  Hope everyone has a
happy new year.