Date: Wed, 12 Oct 2011 23:50:42 -0400 (EDT)
From: ScarletLegg@aol.com
Subject: The Saga of Changes

To my readers, sorry I am late getting this saga out that I had promised
months ago. To those special few who kept reminding me of it in supportive
emails, a big THANK YOU for your encouragement.

Every one knows all the legal requirements and how old you have to be in
your home area to read this. This is a fictional story and I hope you enjoy
the added twists within it. All my writings are copyrighted.

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I rounded the final turn on the track headed for the finish line, well
ahead of all my competition. A quick look at the audience in the bleachers
and I could see Dad on his feet cheering me on to my second win of the
district track meet at another record breaking pace. And as usual, Mom was
sitting next him looking like she would rather be in a dentist chair having
her wisdom teeth extracted than to be here and lend any support to her only
child.  It was expected. That's just the way Mom had always been, though
lately it was more noticeable.

Within seconds I crossed the finish line and had set another record time,
this

one for the 800 meters. Earlier in the meet I had set a new record time for
the 400. When it was announced over the PA system, the crowd went crazy
with applause. My coach and teammates came running over to congratulate me
as I gasped to catch my breath. Once the meet concluded, I joined Dad and
Mom and we headed home.

So I guess I should tell you about myself and my parents. My name is Matt,
short for Matthew. I'm 16, 5' 8" and weigh in at 135 when wet. I have dark
red-brown hair and green eyes. My dad is Robert Mitchell, although he goes
by Rob. He is 35 years old, although he looks 25. He has taken great care
of himself. He owns and runs his own advertising agency that he started
after he graduated college. He got Mom pregnant right after they graduated
high school and I think she has held that against him ever since. And for
some reason, which I have never asked why, they sleep in separate beds. I
think the only reason Mom has stayed around as long as she has is the
money. I mean she takes care of the house and cooks some meals, but that's
about all. So there you have it and here we are driving home with Dad
reliving my runs and how excited he was watching me pull away and blow out
all my competition.  Meanwhile, Mom is looking out the car window
completely oblivious to our conversation.

When we got home, Mom and Dad went about their own thing of picking at each
other about their nonexistent relationship. I think it was Dad's way of
getting to her for her lack of interest in my accomplishments. I headed to
my shower to relax my worn out muscles under a warm spray. It also was my
chance to pleasure myself on my dildo.

That was one thing that I enjoyed from my mother. Six months earlier she
had me carry some boxes of her stuff out to the garage for storage. Before
I taped each box closed, I got a little nosy and looked inside each one.
Buried in the bottom of one was a dildo still in its packing box. This was
the answer to a prayer. I knew I was gay and this was going to be my first
opportunity to act on it, so I kept the dildo out. I snuck it into my room
and studied it. It was very realistic, the shaft was about 8 inches long
with a suction base. Needless to say, I took it into the shower with me and
have made good use of it ever since. I stick it on the tile wall and love
the feel of it filling my ass as I move back and forth on it until it
stimulates me enough to have an orgasm.  Then I clean it and hide it away
where no one will find it until I need it again.

After my shower I went in and collapsed into bed to catch a nap. Dad woke
me some time later.

"We're going out to eat and celebrate your wins....so where do you want to
go?"

I thought for a couple seconds and then told him. He said it was the
perfect choice. So that night we were in a posh restaurant so I could enjoy
my favorite meal. All the time, Dad and I were talking about the meet and
the upcoming one for the state. Mom just sat eating her dinner and looking
around the restaurant, completely oblivious to our conversation.

When we got home, we all headed to the den to watch some TV. I wanted my
meal to settle some before I headed out for my late night run. That was my
routine. Around 10 o'clock every night I would run a couple blocks down to
our neighboring park and put in a mile or two. It was a good way for me to
end the day, clear my thoughts and unwind.

When the news came on, I excused myself and told the folks good night. Dad
just smiled and told me to enjoy my run but not to overdo it.  I headed to
my room, changed and then took off.

The neighborhood streets were quiet and no one was around when I reached
the park which actually ran along the edge of the forest.  There were the
parking lots and street lights and a running trail that was well lit.  I
took my time jogging down the path, at times breaking into a fast run. I
got to the end of the trail, turned around and headed back. At times I
would leave the trail and run under the canopy of the trees. The night air
was cool and fresh smelling.

Out of nowhere, a hand covered my mouth, an arm wrapped around my chest and
I felt myself being carried farther back into the dense canopy of the trees
away from the street lights. It was a strange sensation of almost floating
through the air as I tried to struggle free, but to no avail. The next
thing I knew I was pinned against a large tree trunk. It was complete
blackness as I tried to beg my attacker to let me go.

In a deep guttural voice I heard my captor say "I'm going to make you
mine!"

At this point I was absolutely scared to death and started shaking. His
hand over my mouth was so strong it held me in the air against the tree, my
feet dangling off the ground. I felt his hot breath on my neck as his arm
around my chest started moving downward. His hand soon cupped my dick and
balls as I felt myself getting hard. How, I don't know. I was now scared
for my life as tears started streaming down my cheeks.  Then his hand moved
inside the waistband of my jogging shorts and cupped my dick and balls
again. I almost peed on myself from fright. Slowly, his hand started moving
around my hip until it reached my ass. Then I felt a finger probing in my
crack and finding my ass hole, eased inside me.

Again the deep guttural voice "Slick!.....Tight!.....Hot!"

Thousands of images were flashing through my mind. Then the finger came out
and his hand pushed my shorts down leaving me exposed and vulnerable.
Still the hot breath on my neck and now some deep moaning as I felt his
body press against the back of mine. His lips and teeth started biting on
my shoulder as I felt him sliding his hard, wet, slick cock up and down my
ass crack.

Through muffled cries I begged him not to hurt me, to please let me go.
Again, to no avail.

His legs forced themselves between mine, opening me up as his hips moved
back and lower. I felt an enormous cock head make contact with my wet
hole. I tried screaming as he applied pressure and the head started pushing
into me, stretching my ass muscle open for his entry. At the same time I
felt his teeth sinking into the flesh of my upper shoulder and a warm
trickle running down my flesh. Then I was caught up with the searing pain
as he pushed more of his monstrous cock deeper inside me. He would stop,
pull out a little and then push more inside me. I just knew he would soon
split me in two. I continued to scream into his hand from the pain, begging
him to stop. Tears were flowing down my cheeks.

"That's it........let me in.........take ALL of me in!" he growled.

My insides were being pushed apart by his massive intruder. I felt my legs
going numb. Just when I felt I was going to pass out, I felt his groin make
contact with my ass.

"That's it!........Now to make you mine!" he growled.

He started fucking me. Each buried thrust would knock the wind out of me.
His cock was in the depth of my body, a place I never dreamed could be
reached. The pain kept me to the point of screaming. I felt light headed
like I was about to pass out as he slowly stroked his enormous cock in and
out of me, slowly at first and then building up speed. Then his teeth would
sink a little deeper into my shoulder and split my attention from the pain
in my ass.

I knew he had pierced my skin as I felt the warmth of my own blood
trickling down my chest. Then my mind was back on my ass as he started
hammering my insides with his cock. I just knew I was going to be damaged
and probably never be able to run again. I felt a numbness spreading across
me. Then out of nowhere a burst of pleasure coursed through my body, the
likes of which I had never experienced. It was like electrical charges
going off inside me. It was then that I felt his cock swell and harden. I
knew he was close to cumming.

"Oooohhh, not yet, please..........it feels too amazing!"

But there was no stopping him as he groaned and growled, burying himself
deep inside me as he came, flooding my insides with an enormous volume of
cum. His cock had me so plugged, his flood of sperm shot deep up inside my
colon, it's warmth spreading throughout my abdomen.

I was completely spent from the intense pain and then the unbelievable
pleasure his fucking gave me. I felt like a limp rag doll suspended in air.
His cock was still deep inside me throbbing as I felt his teeth leave my
skin. His tongue licked over the area of my shoulder and within seconds the
pain from his bite was gone.

Then a non threatening growl in my ear. "I've bred you now Matt.......my
sperm is deep inside you and plugged to stay there for hours....You are
mine and I will love and cherish you and breed you from now on.....for the
rest of our lives."

I was speechless as to how to respond to what he said. I felt him slowly
withdrawing his cock from my ass.

"Please don't...stay inside me...." Then I said what I never dreamed I
would say 15 minutes ago. "Please fuck me again."

"No......this was enough for you to handle starting out.........go home and
take a hot shower."

'What!' I thought to myself. You've got to be kidding me. I just begged my
assailant to fuck me again and he turned me down and told me to take a hot
shower!

Right then I felt his cock slip out of my ass. At the same time he kissed
my neck. Then I fell to the ground. I quickly looked around in the darkness
under the trees and he was nowhere to be seen. DAMN!! I just lay there
trying to collect my thoughts on everything that had just happened.  First,
he knew my name. My mind raced trying to place a face to the voice but to
no avail.  And I certainly didn't know anyone who was hung like a horse. I
finally gave up trying to figure it out as I slowly got off the ground and
put my clothes back on.

My legs were shaky so I slowly walked out of the woods, looking in all
directions to see if my attacker was still around. Back into the park
lights and on the trail again, I walked home to the house. I quietly went
to my bedroom, stripped and headed into my bath to take a shower. The warm
spray felt wonderful and relaxing. When I finished, I checked my shoulder
in the mirror. Nothing!  No puncture marks of any kind. I didn't understand
what was happening. I went in, dropped into bed nude and was out like a
light.

I slept like a rock that night, dreaming of my secret lover and how he bred
me every chance we had. I woke in the morning feeling great but not yet
ready to leave the warmth of my bed. I just laid there thinking back to the
previous nights' events and slowly dozed back to sleep.

It was late morning when I finally got up. I had to piss like a race
horse. I was standing at the commode when I realized I still hadn't passed
any of my attackers cum. Could he be right that he had temporarily plugged
me to keep all his sperm inside me?

I got dressed and headed to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. Dad was
still sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper and having some
coffee.

"Good morning Dad....Wow! We both seem to be late on getting up for
breakfast."

"Good morning Matt.....Not really. I've been up since 5 this morning
helping your mother load all her belongings."

I stopped dead in my tracks "Load all her belongings?"

"Yeah.....she's gone......wants a divorce. Seems she hasn't been happy. I
know neither of us have been so I say good riddance."

I just stood there thinking about it all for a couple minutes.
"Well.....it was pretty much just you and I anyway!"

Dad smiled as I walked over and hugged him. "Are you ok with all this?"

"Hell yes.....To tell you the truth son, it never really was a marriage.
She loved the money, didn't want any sex, didn't like housework....she was
just a real bitch!"

"I know what you mean Dad...I always felt like I was in a single parent
household.  She never really acted like a mother to me."

"I'm sorry about that son......I will certainly try and make it up to you."

"Dad....she didn't any have the courage to say good bye!"

"Well, she thought it would be easier this way."

I sat down and ate my breakfast while Dad read his paper. I was quiet for a
while.

"How about we just chill out around the house today...be lazy and watch
movies?"

"That sounds great Dad."

"First though, I want to get rid of the beds in my bedroom and move the
king size bed in from the guest room. Then we can just pile into bed, relax
and watch TV."

"That sounds like a plan Dad."

We finished breakfast and set about taking the beds apart and switching
them out.  When we were done, we plopped down in the king size bed. Dad
turned on the big flat screen TV and started flipping through channels. I
was surprised when an adult movie channel came on.

"Wait Dad! Go back one channel."

Dad looked at me. "That was an adult porn channel."

"Yeah!.....Well, it's just us guys."

Dad looked at me, laughed and switched the station back. It was already
into the movie and the girl was giving the guy a blow job. The guy was good
looking and had a really nice cock.

"On second thought, maybe we shouldn't...."

"Oh come on Dad....what's wrong....making you horny?" I laughed.

"Actually yes.....your mother and I didn't have a sex life but I also never
cheated on her" Dad said as his hand rearranged his cock in his shorts.

I took it all into account and decided to bite the bullet. I reached over
and rubbed Dad's crotch "Then let me help you out."

"What!...No Matt...you shouldn't do that...."

"But I want to....cause I love you" I said as I moved my head over and
wrapped my mouth around the outline of his cock, exhaling hot air through
the fabric. I was waiting for Dad to push my head away but instead I felt
his hand on the back of my head.

"Matt....are you sure about this?"

"Never more sure!" I said as my hands unbuttoned his shorts and started
tugging them down. Dad raised his hips to help and I soon had his bare cock
in front of my face. Dad was well endowed with a thick, long cock and a
huge set of balls.

"Hey....strip!......If we're going to do this then we should both be
comfortable."

In less than a minute we were both naked and eyeing the others body. Dad
was absolutely beautiful with just the right amount of dark hair on his
chest and a perfectly toned body. His cock was now hard, throbbing and
leaking precum.  I went back to work and lapped up the juice as it ran down
his shaft.  Dad's hand was back on my head gently running his fingers
through my hair as I ran my tongue up his shaft and then took the head of
his cock in my mouth. It wasn't easy either as he had a huge mushroom head.

I worked my tongue around for a while, while he moaned in delight. My
concentration was broken when he made some comment. I looked at the TV
screen and saw the hunk thrusting his cock inside the woman. Time for me to
move on. I slowly started adding saliva to my fingers and working it inside
my hole. When I thought I was ready, I quit sucking Dad's cock and shifted
my body till I was straddling his waist. I quickly took hold of his cock,
placed the head against my ass hole and pushed back on it. We both moaned
in unison as the head penetrated me. Dad's face was in total shock and I
could see panic setting in.

"Dad, it's ok! It's what I want.....I love you and I want to share that
love......Besides, it's just the two of us."

"Jeez Matt..."

"Dad, please! Just make love to me......I know it sounds corny but think of
me as your new wife."

I could tell Dad was having a hard time reasoning this all out. I mean
right off I was telling him I was gay by my actions. Our eyes were locked
on each other.  I eased my ass further down his shaft. Dad's eyes rolled
back in his head.

"Oh shit!...What the fuck!"

Dad grabbed hold of me and rolled us over so I was on my back.  His hands
spread my legs apart as he pushed his cock further into me. My ass muscles
clamped down on his shaft and my back arched off the bed.

"Oh yes Dad! Fuck my boy pussy.....Breed me...make me your bitch and fill
me with your cum loads."

Damn, he took me at my word and started pounding my hole with his cock, his
balls slapping against my ass. When his cock started swelling, signaling
his impending cum, he stopped with his cock buried deep inside me.

"Oh fuck, I don't want this to end."

"Dad..please tell me your not a one-time shooter."

Dad chuckled, "Hell no, I just want to make the most out our first time."

"Our first time!...Are you saying you could get into fucking me...often?"

"Well, do you think you would like to sleep with me from now on...like..in
a wifely capacity?"

"Hell yes, but I don't think we will be getting that much sleep."

Dad started laughing "You really are a slut for my cock."

"No....I'm a slut for you Dad, if you want to fuck me nice and slow or hard
and fast or if you want to sleep with your cock inside me so you can fuck
me whenever you want during the night. Just one thing...be sure you leave
all your cum inside me."

Dad leaned down and kissed me. I opened my mouth to him as he sank his
tongue inside. At the same time I felt him start fucking me again. He moved
a hand up to my chest and discovered my sensitive nipples. My ass spasmed
in response.

"Oh FUCK!.. You are one HOT little bitch boy......I'm going to enjoy making
love to you."

Dad fucked me for the longest time. He kept hitting my prostate, causing me
to have an orgasm while he held still. Once I recovered, he started fucking
me again. It must have been a good 30 minutes before he finally came inside
me, flooding my colon with his sperm. He collapsed on top of me and we
kissed and hugged. After some minutes, he started fucking me again, this
time with me on my stomach. Each time we tried different positions. By 4
o'clock, we were worn out. We hit the shower, dressed and went out to eat
at a nice restaurant.  Very little was said between us as our eyes spoke
volumes.  Driving home Dad pulled me over against his body.

"Matt...I never dreamed this could happen......Son, I love you with every
fiber of my being." He kissed me on the cheek.

When we got home, I disappeared to my room. I had a sudden urge and went to
the bathroom and expelled huge amounts of watery cum.  Looked like my
attacker's load finally made it out. I cleaned up, stripped and headed into
Dad's bed. He entered shortly after. A huge smile crossed his face.

"Are you serious....are you really going to be mine, in bed, from now on?"

"Yes!"

Dad left the bedroom and secured the house, then came back in and stripped
out of his clothes. It was still early evening as he crawled into bed.

"Are you up to me fucking you some more baby?"

"Dad, I'm here for you.....fuck me all you want. Please! If it is too much
I will let you know."

"Promise?"

"Promise!"