Date: Sat, 23 Aug 2008 19:58:26 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: all in the family

ALL IN THE FAMILY-1

	Living with dad for the past two years has been the best ever. Just
waking up naked next to him in bed (his hairy body rubbing against my bare
back as the morning alarm rings to signify the time to make love before
work) has been a dream come true. Dad always sets the alarm an hour early
so we can get in some good sex before work. He usually wakes me with his
cock head pressed into my greased anus, spooning in behind me as he slow
fucks me and sucks passion marks into the back of my neck. I love how his
thick body feels against mine, his hairy chest, legs, arms, and stomach (as
well as his full grown salt and pepper beard) helps him look all the more
distinguished and manly. Sometimes I still feel like a little kid lying
next to him, like I'm still 6 years old cuddling next to him on a lazy
Saturday afternoon. But once dad's sure he's got me up (literally), he
rolls me over onto my stomach and deep fucks me until the second alarm goes
off (the real one we use for work). Sometimes if dad's still sleeping and I
wake up first, I'll roll over and suck his big cock for him until its thick
in my mouth. Then I'll climb up on top of him and sink my hungry hole down
on his pipe and ride him until he bursts in my asshole. Dad loves it when I
ride his cock, and often jerks me off all over his stomach before he shoots
his cream deep in my ass.

Dad still works the same shift and job he did when I was younger. Every
morning (after sex) he staggers off to the bathroom where he shits, shower,
and shaves. While Dad's in the mirror grooming, I usually jump in the
shower after him, --we've worked out a pretty good cycle that works great
for the two of us.
	We never argue, fuss, or get mad at each other. Dad still treats me
as his son when we're out in public or when he wants to chastise me and get
his way, but more often he treats me like a partner or wife when we're
alone. By the time I get dressed and downstairs in the morning, dad's
flipping eggs in the skillet and burning toast in the toaster. I pour up
the OJ and coffee so we can have a quick bite to eat while watching the
sports and weather reports on the morning news in the kitchen. Dad has to
be to work at 8am while I don't have to be in until 9, so he's usually home
first if he doesn't work overtime. Dad likes to cook, so dinner is often
ready when I get home. As soon as I walk in I'm on my knees in front of
him, sucking his evening erection and drinking his ball juice. Dad usually
reciprocate with a blow job of his own, sometimes we 69 right there on the
couch while dinner's cooking on the stove. After we finish eating each
other's nut, dad will fix our plates and I'll clean up the kitchen after
we're done. (Like when I was a kid) it's my responsibility to take out the
garbage.

	I usually run dad's bath water while I'm cleaning and straightening
up around the house and dad is reading the paper in his favorite chair in
front of the TV. When I'm done my chores, I sometimes hang out with my best
friend (Mikey), or stop down at Roscoe's Bar for a few drinks with Jon the
owner/bartender.
	Jon still has his bachelor's pad in back of the bar (though it's
mostly used for storage now). He now lives in an apartment with his
girlfriend. Occasionally I still give Jon blow jobs in his
storeroom/bachelor's pad, but not as often as I would like. Jon says he's
strictly into pussy now, but can't resist the occasional blow job from "the
best cock sucker in town!" Sometimes he sets up dates for me in his storage
room, customers whom he's told of my amazing throat. Most of those guys are
hard working straight guys whom (for whatever reason) ain't getting enough
sex at home. When the conversations turn sexual, Jon always tells about the
first time he ever got head from a guy, "right here in this bar (chap-1 of
Reunited With Dad)!" The guys are always intrigued with how Jon allowed a
queer to suck his cock, but Jon always defends "if you haven't tried it,
don't knock it!" More times than I can remember I've walked into the bar
minding my own business, when Jon would yell out "there he is now! Hey
Danny..., come here! I've got someone I want to introduce you to!" And with
that I'd be in the back room on my knees, swallowing some straight man's
rock hard erection!

	If Mikey's off work (he's a Police Officer in our small town),
we'll hang gay bar hopping around from town to town. The pickings are
usually slim, but every once in awhile Mikey will hit pay-dirt and pick up
some hot little number to take back home with him.
	Mikey's still single and now lives alone (now that he and his
former roommate Trevor are no longer an item). Every now and then he throws
a kick ass party in his apartment which always (inevitably) turns into a
sex orgy. Mikey's been known to be the only bottom at some of these
parties, meaning he's gotten fucked by every guy there more than once! I of
course don't attend, as I have a steady man at home in my father. Dad often
tells me I need to stop hanging with Mikey, saying he's still (and always
was) a bad influence on me, but there aren't a lot of gay male friends to
pick from in a small town like Springdale (well, none that will admit it
anyway)!

	When things really got bored in the gay bars, Mikey and I used to
go down to Kalif's little ghetto club on the outskirts of town. In back was
a little known entrance where gay men paid a cover charge to man a seat at
a gloryhole where straight men went to get sucked off by what they believed
were female strippers (chap-2 [Reuniting With Dad), but somehow someone
found out that it wasn't really girls sucking off the straight guys, and
the Township authorities shut down Kalif's Club johnny on the spot!
	Kalif now works for the local UPS, and vows to have another Club up
and running real soon!

	Dad and I still talk to Eric Sanders every now and then (especially
Dad). He's still living down in Miami as a sports broadcaster for a
television show down there. We often talk about going to Miami for vacation
(Eric's offered to put us up in his big house while we're down there), but
we could never really find the time where both dad and I could get time off
at the same time from our jobs. Eventually the phone calls got fewer and
fewer until finally we hadn't heard from Eric in months. We just guess he
was down there living the life of luxury, soaking on the beach while we
broke our asses working menial jobs here at home.

	I hadn't really seen or heard much from my former best friend Kevin
Weiler since his wedding day. After Kevin and his wife (Miranda) came back
from their honeymoon, Kevin was surprised to see me still in town. I told
him that I had moved back and was currently living at my dad's, but Kevin
seemed more weirded out by the knowledge than happy, so our friendship sort
of stalled after that.
	I believe he was still having issues about our last relationship,
and the fact that we slept together the night before his big
wedding. Whenever we accidentally bumped into each other at the
supermarket, or Home Depot, or at some town Fair or big event, Kevin always
acted as if he were too busy to talk and in a rush to get as far away from
me as possible. He even acted suspiciously a few times when his wife was
with him, not even introducing us and treating me like I was some big
secret. About 8 months after their marriage I heard his wife got
pregnant. Since then Mikey's told me Kevin's had two kids (one boy one
girl), and still works in the local factory. It's amazing in a town as
small as Springdale, Kevin manages to avoid seeing me most of the calendar
year.

	Dad's friends (mr Mack and Ray) still come around from time to time
to fuck both dad and I silly. Mr Mack is a truck driver, and often gets
home really late from work. Sometimes (when he's overly horny for a fuck)
he stops by our house on his way home to get some head or (more likely)
some ass. Dad's mr Mack's favorite as he often ends up shooting his loads
well deep in dad's ass or throat. Dad's a total top with me, so he only
gets fucked when Mack and Ray come over.
	Mack usually likes to let me and dad suck his cock and balls
simultaneously, with one of us swallowing his big black bull meat while the
other one sucks his fat low hanging ball sack. At some point he pulls dad
up from his dick and balls and makes him squat over his face so he can suck
out dad's hairy hole. Mr Mack loves eating dad's ass, and I usually have a
great seat sucking his big dick between his legs while his face his pressed
up between dad's parted ass cheeks.

	Dad's not as comfortable about giving up his ass and getting fucked
as I am, so he usually resists the urges he feels when Mack's long tongue
penetrates his tight shitter. But as mr Mack drills dad's ass from below, I
can see dad's facial expressions go from uneasy to lustful in a matter of
minutes. Dad really gets off when mr Mack goes ape wild and starts lifting
and lowering dad's ass on his mouth, affectively tongue fucking him with
his long pointed oral muscle. It's hot watching dad squirm while sitting on
top mr Mack's face, the black truck driver eagerly rimming dad's ass as his
jaw munches like a hungry man. My cock gets so hard as I hump into the
mattress watching dad's cock swell and bob between his spread legs. Once I
get mr Mack's cock rock hard and ready to fuck, he usually makes dad sit on
it right there in front of me.
	Dad always sighs out loud when mr Mack's fat black cock penetrates
his hairy asshole. Dad slowly sinks all the way down on Mack's big bloated
manhood until both of their ball sacks are touching. Dad closes his eyes as
he concentrates on relaxing while mr Mack grabs him by the waist and grind
his pelvis up into dad's ass.

	I'm usually transfixed as I watch my dad get fucked. It usually
takes dad a few minutes to adjust to mr Mack's cock. Mack usually starts
humping up into dad's ass before dad's ready, causing him to moan and groan
in painful pleasure, his fat cock pulsing right before my face. I'm always
tempted to suck it right then and there, but want to watch mr Mack's cock
plow dad's hole first. The sight of dad's tight hairy anal ring wrapped
snugly around Mack's thick black cock is one of prettiest sights in the
world! Dad holds onto mr Mack for support as Mack humps up into his butt. I
love hearing dad groan when his ass is being fucked. Mr Mack is one of the
best ass fuckers around, and normally fucks dad a nice long time before
blowing his load inside him. If Mack cums fast, he usually fucks me the
second time to make sure his balls is properly drained before he leaves.

	By the time Dad's hole has adjusted to Mack's meat, dad is riding
his cock like a champion cowboy, slamming his butt down into the black
man's pelvis as he spears his innards with hard man-meat. I'm usually too
horned up at this point to resist sucking dad's cock any longer, so I'm
usually deep throating him at this point.
	Dad moans erotically as he fucks my mouth and mr Mack's cock at the
same time. I alternate throating my dad and licking Mack's hairy sack. The
black man loves it when I take both of his huge balls in my mouth (no easy
feat) while dad rides him. He usually gets pretty aroused as he starts to
fuck dad harder. Sometimes dad will cum in my mouth while riding mr Mack's
cock, I'd swallow his rich load as he's pounding his own ass up and down
his friend's bloated prick. Mack groans when he feels dad's anal ring
squeezing around his rod, pulsating in time with his spurts. This always
drove mr Mack crazy as he'd flip dad over onto his stomach and butt fuck
the shit out of him for another 5 to 10 minutes straight. I'd jack my own
cock as I watched mr Mack's huge black cock plow dad's hairy lilly pale
white ass from behind, dad's hairy legs spread wide as his back arched and
his ass elevates. Mack's cock would pound straight up into him, causing the
entire bed frame to shake and rattle as it beat holes in the wall. Dad
would be practically screaming with each plunge, his asshole swallowing the
massive horse rod all the way up to Mack's now tightly packed balls. Then
Mack would shove himself all the way up in and growl like a lion as his
cock pulsed and throbbed out gob after thick rich gob of molten white slimy
cum deep into my father's rectum. Dad would be moaning in relief as Mack
grunted with passion. They would lay locked like that until Mack was sure
he'd given dad all of his seed. Then (and only then) would he remove his
shrinking cock, leaving dad's swollen asshole loose and wet with cum. If I
hadn't yet shot my own load all over the bed sheets watching them, I would
climb up on dad's back and plunge my own raging hardon right into dad's cum
warm gut. Dad would just lay there as I sank into him, kissing him
passionately about the neck and shoulders like a man in love. He'd moan
softly and relaxed as I fuck him, slamming my cock in and out of his ass as
mr Mack's spent cum load coated my cock. I'd always cum quickly as dad's
butt ring snapped snugly around my plunging rod. I'd shoot right into him,
adding my own load to Mack's as dad's anal canal ran over with ball juice.

	Dad's other long time friend (Ray) worked mornings at his
construction company, so whenever Ray wanted some ass he would always stop
by early in the morning (before dawn). Usually dad and I are still asleep
when Ray comes in (using his own key), finding us cuddled in bed
together. Ray would undress, then yank the covers off of us before walking
around to dad's side of the bed. Ray would roll dad over onto his back in
his sleep, then start forcing his cock in his snoring mouth. Dad would
start sucking Ray's cock automatically in his sleep, sucking his cock head
like a pacifier. Ray would let dad suck in his sleep until he was rock
hard, then he would force his cock further into his mouth. I would be
sleeping soundly on my side until I felt the bed staring to bounce as dad's
throat started making loud suction noises. I'd roll over (rubbing my eyes)
to find Ray leaning over dad's head, pumping his massive cock in and out of
his mouth and throat.

	Ray is more aggressive than Mack (not that Mack isn't
aggressive). He'd pull dad's head off to the side of the bed as he fucked
deep into his throat, forcing his cock head and shaft well down dad's
throat before he was even fully awake. I could hear dad gagging as he tried
to adjust and breath, his throat ballooning every time Ray's balls slapping
into his face. "Wake up you little bitch...!" he'd say to me as my eyes
adjusted to the over head light. "After I'm done with your faggot dad's
mouth..., your ASS is next!"
	I'd feel my asshole spasm wantonly as I waited with anticipation. I
could barely see dad's head as it hangs off the side of the bed, his hairy
bare chest heaving heavily as his throat is plunged repeatedly over and
over. Ray would fuck dad's throat until dad was taking his dick
easily. Only when Ray felt himself getting near climax would he yank his
spit slimed cock from dad's mouth and shove his hairy balls into his
mouth. I could hear dad slurping loudly on those eggs as Ray stroke his
stiff strong erection.

	"Get that ass over here!" he'd order as I positioned myself at the
edge of the bed, my legs thrown up over my head as my cum wet asshole (wet
with my dad's sperm) puckered and winked with desire. Ray would poke his
fingers in my hole, testing the elasticity as dad's semen leaked out around
his knuckles. "Loaded the bitch's pussy up good, didn't you Bri'...?" Ray
would say, making my hole stretch around his digits. When he was done
fingering me he'd rub the access of dad's seed over his own cock head, then
pull his balls from dad's mouth. Dad would gulp down a lung full of needed
air as Ray would position himself between my legs. "I love coming over
here..." he'd Ray, fisting his cock before aiming down at my
pucker. "...ain't no girl gonna let me come over her house and plow her and
her daughter's pussies like you two bitches will! If it was legal, I'd
married you assholes and spend my life trying to make you both pregnant
with my babies!"
	With that, Ray would shove his cock all the way up into my ass. I'd
usually scream at the first initial thrust as his cock would bury itself
all the way up in my anal sheath in one stroke. I'd be squirming in erotic
pain as my asshole spasm and convulsed around his deeply embedded dick. Dad
would look on with silent concern as his best friend would abuse his son's
ass right in front of him.

	Dad's cum loads usually coated my insides, making my anal canal
warm, slick, and perfect for fucking. But Ray's cock was a bit bigger than
dad's, and he was a lot rougher, it normally took me awhile to get used to
his heavy pounding, especially when he was feeling particularly raunchy.
	Ray would hold my ankles in the air as he fucked my ass, driving
his cock through me like a lance. I'd moaned and groaned in painful delight
as my own cock throbbed above my pelvis, already leaking pre-cum like a
faucet.

	In all the times Ray's fucked me and dad, he's never showed a
single iota of warmth or compassion. Unlike mr Mack who would normally
smother dad with deep kisses, Ray was a strictly cock in ass kind of
guy. He thought fucking another man tenderly meant you were "queer", he and
Mack often argued who had the best fuck styles. Even dad and I
disagreed. Dad liked the way Mack fucked more while I leaned towards
Ray. There was something about a straight man using my ass as if I were
worth nothing to him. That always got my cock spitting without even
touching it.

	Ray never disappointed me when he plowed my ass. He fucked with no
regard. The hole was only formed to please him and his cock, nothing
else. He's usually fucked me in several different positions before losing
his load. Sometimes he's pull out of me and plow his cock deep in dad's ass
and fuck him for awhile before returning to my ass for the final plunge. I
always knew when Ray was ready to cum, his hips would always lose control
as he'd go into maximum overdrive, fucking like a jackhammer before cumming
well inside me.

	"AAAAHHHHH fuck...!!" he'd yell, cumming inside me like a
flood. Afterwards he would yank his cock from my sore hole and make dad
suck it clean. Dad had long ago learned not to resist Ray's demands and
would swallow his softening cock and eat away all the foamy slime. When Ray
was satisfied his cock was spotless, he'd push dad away and get dressed.
"Thanks bitches!" he'd say before leaving us fucked and exhausted. I'd be
lying on my back panting heavily as dad would crawl over to me and kiss
me. "You alright...?" he'd ask concerned. We'd share a sloppy kiss as he
would softly finger my tender hole. I'd moan in his mouth as Ray's cum
would leak out around dad's fingers. Dad would usually lick his way down my
neck and chest, licking up all of the spilled juice my cock had shot while
Ray fucked me. By the time dad would finish licking me clean, I'd be
begging him to fuck me too. Dad would always oblige me by gently pulling me
into position and sliding his hard cock straight into my gaping cunt. I'd
cry out how much I loved him as he started pumping through me, feeding my
body his tool as we made love to one another. Dad's fucks were always more
calmer and gentler than Ray's, giving me two different perspectives. Dad
would kiss me passionately, allowing me to suck his tongue as he pumped in
and out of me. We'd always cum together, him in me and me all over us. Then
the morning alarm would ring, signaling time for us to get ready for work.

	Tonight I'm missing him as I lay in bed alone. Dad's away on
business, leaving me to fend for myself. I reach down under the covers to
jack myself off to fall asleep, stroking my hard cock while tweaking my
nipples as I daydream about how great it's been living here for the past
two years with my dad. I feel my nuts tighten in their hairless sack as my
asshole throbs. Pure white cum shoots from my flaring cock head, streaking
across my flat stomach to land on my smooth chest. 3 more spurts shoot out
with it, landing in different spots on my body. I fall back relaxed and
relieved as I run my fingers through the cooling cum. I scoop the semen up
with my fingertips and spoon it into my own mouth. In less than a minute my
chest was clean. I reach over and turn out the night lamp before falling
off to a peaceful sleep.

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P.S. THANKS TO JEFF (A DAD'S DRINKING BUDDIES FAN) FOR THE INSPIRING EMAIL
AND SUGGESTIONS ON CREATING THIS THIRD SERIES. ITS ALWAYS GOOD TO WRITE
WRITERS OF YOUR FAVORITE STORIES TO SHOW SUPPORT AND INSPIRE. HOPE YOU LIKE
THIS ONE AS MUCH AS THE FIRST. -DOGG