Date: Sat, 24 May 2014 07:11:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jason Fowler <goodtime32087@yahoo.com>
Subject: Phone Sex With Daddy - Chapter Six

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"Hey Daddy."

"Mmmmmm. I love hearing your voice calling me Daddy." His voice came
through the phone like liquid. "What are you doing baby?"

"I'm laying here underneath Ben." I said. Ben snapped his head back and
stared at me with big eyes. "Yeah, I just gave him the best blowjob he's
ever gotten." I added and watched his mouth drop open.

PHONE SEX WITH DADDY –CHAPTER SIX

"Oh you did?"  My father asked. "Put me on speaker phone." I did as he said
and then Ben and I both heard. "Ben are you there?"

"Yes, sir." It was barely a whisper.

"My boy sucks a mean cock doesn't he?"

Ben's eyebrows shot up and I could see the confusion that was quickly
melting into lust. I stroked his face and whatever reservations he seemed
to have were suddenly gone.

"Yes, he does sir."

"Please, stop calling me sir." My father said and we all chuckled. "Now,
you're going to have to help your old man out Jeremy. What's our young
friend look like?"

"Well, he has very deep blue eyes that turn much darker the hornier he
gets. Any model would be jealous of his facial features, and his body. Oh
Daddy, his body is like a wonderful play ground." I said running my hand
down his chest as Ben stared at me unable to speak.

"He sounds magnificent Jeremy."

"Oh and his cheeks turn a light red when he gets embarrassed. Like right
now." I chuckled and he put his forehead on my chest. It was cute the way
he was blushing under my praise for his features.

"Stop embarrassing the poor boy, Jeremy."

"Sorry." I said. "His chest is strong and has a small amount of hair
spreading across his pecs. He works out a lot to stay in shape for
football, so his stomach is toned, but he doesn't have a six pack..."

"I like to eat." Ben finally broke his silence and then laughed. "This is
crazy, dude.  It's your father."

"Don't let me spoil the fun." We both heard Dad say and I raised an eyebrow
at Ben in question who shrugged his shoulders. He was still laying on top
of me.

"Ben's cock is his pride and joy, Daddy."

"They usually are son." He said as Ben flexed his hard cock against me.

"It's almost as big as yours." I said and then Ben's face snapped up at me
again.

"You know what your dad's cock looks like?"

"Not only that, but I can tell you the quality of blowjob you just received
from my son."

"Wait. Wait.  Wait. Are you telling me that you've..." He stopped and
looked at me like I had never seen before. Deep inside of me my stomach
clenched and I was afraid that whatever I was trying to construct here in
this moment was about to be ripped apart and I would have the fragments
laying around me.

I couldn't find the words that I was looking for. I couldn't find a real
thought anywhere beyond the fear that was slowly creeping up my spine with
an icy prickle.

"Ben."  Somewhere just on the edges of the fog I heard it. My father's
voice. "Ben?"

"Yes?"

"Calm the fuck down." The divergence of his tone from the words was enough
to shock me back into reality. I saw the look on Ben's face too.

He started laughing. It started as a light chuckle that quickly grew into a
full belly roll. I am still not sure if it was the absurdity of the
situation or the realization of what was happening, but whatever it was I
was thankful for it.

"Are you okay?" I whispered to him when he finally seemed to calm down.

"No, I'm horny as fuck!" His countenance darkened and I saw the lust
swimming in his eyes again. I felt the way he was beginning to grind into
me again.

"Jeremy, reach down and grab Ben's cock." My father's voice smooth again
like velvet. I reached between us and felt the hard length of his cock.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm."  My teammate moaned when I tightened my grip tightly around
him.

"That's my boy." Dad said. "Now, guide him into that sweet pussy of yours."
I felt Ben shift enough that I could roll my legs back up. We both felt the
tip come into contact with my sensitive pucker.

"That's it, tease yourselves." Dad continued. We both moaned as I ran the
tip all around the rim before positioning it right at my entrance. "Just
the tip."

"Oh fuck, Baby. Tease my big dick."

"That's it, Ben. Jeremy loves that dirty talk."

"Yeah?" He asked looking down at me. I felt my cheeks warm up and I nodded
slowly. "Looks like I'm not the only one who blushes." He laughed and I
heard my dad chuckle.

"I'm going to drive this cock deep into your tight pussy until you're
screaming for your Daddy." He said as he pulled his cock out. We all moaned
and I knew what was coming.

"Drive that big jock cock up my son's pussy ass!" Dad said louder and I
felt my body shiver from just the words. Ben lined himself up and then I
felt him pushing inside of me. I groaned so loud and that only seemed to
drive him even more. I placed the cell phone, still on speaker, over on the
bedside table.

"Fuck that sweet ass, Ben." My father's voice was a husky timbre and that
drove us even higher. Finally I felt Ben's hips against the curve of my
bottom. He looked into my eyes and then kissed me deeply. The fierce
possession of my lips was magical. I tightened the grip I had on his biceps
as he started to withdraw and then slide back inside of me.

"Turn over on your stomach." Ben said.

"Jeremy, get on all fours." My father said and I saw Ben's eyes light
up. He pulled out of me with a very loud pop that had my father groaning
through the phone and I was growing ever more aroused by the second if that
was possible.

I felt Ben grasp my hips and hold me very still. His grip was tight and I
loved it. I felt the tip of his cock teasing against my ass again and I
pushed back desperate for him.

"Ah, my bitch is hungry for this big cock huh?" Ben said. I whimpered. I
actually whimpered!

"He's always a hungry bitch for dick." My father was fueling this fire that
was burning deep inside of me.

"Oh God!" Ben cried out as he sank completely inside of me in one quick
thrust. "Fuck yes Jeremy! Take my fuck stick!"

"MMMMMMMMM" I could only moan. I gripped the sheets and pushed back against
him wanting him deep inside of me.

"I can't wait `til we get home." He said as he began an even rhythm moving
with me. "You're going to be a good bitch aren't you Jeremy?"

"Mmmhmmm." I moaned around a mouthful of sheet.

"Good boy." He praised. "When we get home I'm going to watch you suck your
own father's cock as I breed this pussy again." I felt my eyes roll back in
my head as his words washed over me. I heard slapping through the phone
confirming my suspicions my father was getting off on this too.

"Fuck him, Ben. Make him feel it!" My father's voice came loudly as I heard
the quicker breathing.

"Fuck me baby!" I screamed. "I want that thick jock seed straight up my
ass.

Jeremy leaned down across me so his front was reclined on my back. He
reached under me and grabbed both of my nipples. We both groaned loudly as
my ass tightened around him. I heard the bed beginning to slap the wall as
his movements became much more animalistic.

"I can't stop." I cried out. It was just too much. The feeling of him
inside of me, the attention to my nipples, the lack of an earlier orgasm,
and the fact that all of this was part of an incredibly twisted session of
phone sex with my Daddy was too overwhelming.

I screamed loudly as thick ropes shot straight out of my cock and up across
the bed. If I had been on my back it may have even reached the ceiling. My
ass clamped down on Ben.

"Fucking break my cock with that tight ass!" He screamed and I felt him
shiver. "Tight pussy!"  His voice was deep and thick as he continued to
fuck his load deep into me as my wave of orgasm washed over both of us.

"Daddy's cumming, boys!" We heard and then his loud, deep moans came
through the phone.  Ben pulled my hair back so I was face to face with him
still buried deep inside me. We listened to my father's pleasure as he
kissed me again.

"You're so fucking hot and beautiful, Jeremy." He whispered in my ear. It
was a beautiful private moment between us as Dad's orgasm seemed to finally
subside.

"Boys that was fantastic." He said and we both smiled at each other still
neither of us moving. Ben glanced over at noticed the time.

"I'm going to take a shower." He said as he kissed me quickly and then
pulled out of me with a squishing noise.

"I'll be right there." I said and then motioned to the phone. He nodded
with a grin and I watched his beautiful round ass bounce with every step he
took as he walked into the bathroom.

"Jeremy?"  Dad's voice was closer to normal now. I pressed the button to
take him off speaker phone and held the phone between my shoulder and ear
as I rolled onto my side. My ass was still tingling and I didn't want to
risk soiling the sheets with the healthy load Ben had just deposited.

"Yeah Dad, it's just me."

"That was incredible."

"It's because you're so damn hot. Even when we're separated you still make
me cum like no one else." I smiled.

"Who else has been making you cum?" He asked with a laugh.

"Fair enough."  I conceded.

"Jeremy, listen. I spoke with your mother today. She came by here and
packed all of her things up and has officially moved out.

I know the news should have shocked me or at the very least saddened me
especially considering the extreme high I was still on, but it didn't.  I
guess somewhere deep down I had been expecting it and the first thoughts
through my mind were, `I figured this was coming.'

"That's okay, Dad. Now, it'll be you and me."

"We'll talk more about it when you get home." His voice was a little shaky
at that comment.

"I'll be home tomorrow afternoon."

"Will Ben be bringing you home?" His tone was teasing, but it was a very
good question. If Ben meant what he had said that would be a hot time, but
I knew all too well what can happen when you get caught up in the moment
and then regret it later.

"I'll send you a text and let you know for sure."

"Okay, try to get some sleep." He said and then we both said our goodbyes
and hung up.

As I climbed into the shower with Ben he was rinsing shampoo out of his
hair. When he felt the cold air he turned and saw me. His smile melted
something inside of me and we spent the next few minutes cleaning each
other's bodies meticulously.

That night, after I had confirmed with Dad that Ben would indeed be
bringing me home, Ben pulled me against his warm, naked, and still damp
body. I smelled the spice of the soap he had brought with him on his flesh
as we both drifted to sleep wrapped up tightly in each other in our
sleeping bed as Ben had called it.

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Early the next afternoon I sat on the bus with my head laid back against
the seat. Ben sat to my left and I could hear him softly snoring. This
morning's practice had been the most intense session we had had in quite a
while. I completely avoided even looking at Coach John. He had set the
board for these games and I hated that we had to play them, but I am not
one to back down from any fight.

Was this a fight?  The thought caught me off guard. I didn't want to fight.

I felt a solid vibration in my pocket. I opened my eyes and noticed that my
teammates in all of the surrounding seats were all asleep just like Ben. I
pulled my vibrating phone out of my pocket and looked at the screen.

Dylan.

I suddenly remembered I hadn't called him back. I felt bad instantly and
then answered the phone. "Hello?"

"There you are." His voice was cheerful and the regret pinched at me.

"Hey Dylan.  I'm sorry I haven't had a chance to call you back. I had a
football camp this weekend."

"Oh, no problem. I debated whether I should call you back so soon or not,
but I can't stop thinking about you."

The warm, fuzzy feeling I'd always read or heard about was now centered in
my chest. It was so weird.

"I was a little worried when you didn't call back, but now I know."

"Yeah, it was just this camp."

"Oh, are you at camp now? I didn't mean to bother you." Wasn't he the
sweetest?

"No, actually I'm on the bus heading home."

"Oh good. So you have a minute? I have something I've been wanting to ask
you."

Excitement shot through me. Just to know that he had been thinking about me
was enough to warm me inside and out. The image of him washed through my
mind. His face lit by the last rays of sun that evening we had watched the
sun set. He was gorgeous and here he was thinking of me!

"What's been on your mind?" I asked turning a little away from Ben so I
didn't wake him.  That would be an awkward conversation to have right in
front of him.

"I was wondering if I could take you out again? If you don't have any plans
for tomorrow I thought we could do something. Of course, if you do have
plans that's fine too, and maybe we can do it another day. But then I was
thinking..."

"Dylan?" I cut him off.

"Yeah?" He asked and I could hear the nerves in his voice.

"Stop rambling."  I said and he chuckled with me.

"I guess I do that sometimes. Especially when I'm talking to such a sexy
guy." I almost actually swooned. This guy was almost unbelievable I thought
with a huge smile on my face. "I probably shouldn't have said that out
loud." He added when I didn't say anything.

"Oh, I was just thinking the same thing about you."

"Stop it, you're making me blush." He said and then burst into laughter and
I couldn't help but join in.

"I would love to go out tomorrow."

"Great, then it's settled. Text me your address and I will pick you up
tomorrow morning."

"It will be easier if we just meet somewhere. Unless you've been to my
house, it's kinda hard to find, even with directions and GPS."

He agreed and we decided on the time and location before hanging up. I
never understood the phrase `walking on sunshine' before, but this had to
be close to it. A smart, gorgeous guy interested in me? Seemed almost too
good to be true.

I shook Ben awake when the bus pulled into the school parking lot. Once we
parked we departed off of the bus and then stood in line to get our bags.

I noticed off to the side, across the fully crowded parking lot of
teammates and their families, our coaches were talking to each other. I
caught Coach John's eye and held his gaze for almost a full minute. Right
there, with all of those people, for just a moment, we were alone. A
knowing look on his face, I still saw something beneath his hard
exterior. Something was up with him and I was determined to find out what
it was. I hoped he heard Ben and me last night, and I don't think it would
be possible for him not to. Then, all too soon, the moment was broken.

"Ready to go?"  Ben asked breaking me out of the stare down with Coach. I
looked down and he had my bag and his both in one hand. I extended my hand
to take my bag and he just looked at me. He leaned down to whisper so no
one else would hear. "I've got the bags, Baby. I don't want you too tired
because I have plans for you."  The grin that stretched across his face
could only be described as possessive, and I loved it.

I laughed but turned with him toward his truck. When we got in he made a
quick phone call even before he started the engine.

"Mom? Yeah...  I just wanted to let you know I'm spending the night with a
friend... Jeremy...  Yeah... Yeah, his Dad will be there... Okay... Love
you too... Bye." He hung up and then looked at me with a wiggle of his
eyebrows and a huge grin on his face. I couldn't help but laugh.

"She thinks we need to be chaperoned, huh?" I asked to confirm.

"Oh if she only knew." He laughed and then started the engine. He reached
over and wound his arm around my shoulders before pulling me flush against
him. I looked around to see if anyone else was close by. "I told you,
Babe. I don't care who knows. You're mine now."

His? Did he mean that? What a concept. I decided to put that on the
backburner for now. We had a full afternoon ahead of us. A full night too
if I had my way.

******************************

TBC?

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