Date: Wed, 4 Mar 2009 19:40:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tim and His Dad Part 7

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Mark Stevens


Tim and His Dad Part 7


	I came out of the bathroom and crawled into bed. Dad was already
there waiting for me. As I slid between the sheets, he asked,
	"Are you all right, Tim?"
	I scooted over next to him and his naked body touched mine. "I'm
fine, Dad," I assured him.
	"You've just seemed sort of quiet ever since Chuck and Hunter have
left," Dad said.
	"I'm okay, I really am. I've just been digesting everything that
happened today is all."
	"You really like Hunter, don't you?"
	I nodded. "I do," I said.
	"I believe he likes you too," Dad remarked.
	I looked at Dad. "Where does that leave you and me, Dad?"
	Dad looked at me surprise showing in his eyes. "Us?" he asked. "I'm
not sure what you mean."
	"Dad, I love you."
	"Well, you know how much I love you."
	I remained silent, and Dad studied me. Finally he said, "Tim, may I
ask you something?"
	"Anything, Dad," I said. "You know that," I added.
	"I know it's kind of sudden, but are you getting feelings for
Hunter?"
	"I really don't know," I said, being as honest with my father as I
could.
	Dad looked at me intently for a time. Then he spoke and said, "Are
you afraid that if you get feelings for Hunter it will mess us up?"
	"I don't know, Dad"
	"You are getting feelings." It was a statement, not a question.
	"Maybe," I said. "I know I really like him."
	"You realize, don't you, that if that happens, you will still have
me, the same as Hunter will have his own father? That's one thing that
won't change."
	"Can you be sure about that?"
	"There's nothing sure about life and you know that, Tim. May I make
a suggestion?"
	I nodded and remained silent.
	"Why don't you just sit back and take things easy. Hell, the two of
you just met this afternoon. Don't you think it's a little early to be
seeking marriage?"
	Dad grinned as he said that, and I felt better instantly. He went
on, "Look at it this way, Tim. If something happens, instead of just the
two of us, it will be the four of us, because I'm just as sure Chuck is
going to remain in his son's life the same as I am yours."
	I smiled into dad's face. "God how was I so lucky to have you for a
dad," I said. The respect and admiration I felt for my father sounded in my
voice.
	"I'm the lucky one, Son," Dad declared. He raised up on his elbow
and said, "Now, why don't you shut the fuck up and fuck me?"
	"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I grinned.
	"And you wouldn't?"
	Dad reached over and covered my mouth with his own. As he kissed
me, I felt his tongue make its way inside, searching for my own tongue. He
pressed tightly against me, and as we kissed, I felt his cock spring up
between us. I returned his kiss as passionately and before long my cock was
just as hard as his, and between us, the two met doing their own wet
kissing.
	I pushed Dad on his back and crawled between his legs. I lay on his
chest, his tangled curls meshing into my own thick carpet. I teased one of
his hairy nipples with my tongue creating such wetness around the now hard
tit that the hair circling it was completely wet and matted down to his
skin. I ran my tongue through those luscious man smelling hairs all the way
over to the other already hard nipple. I circled it over and over creating
the same amount of wetness there as was on the other side. Then I started
kissing him slowly, gently, gradually making my way down to the great
treasure between his legs. When I reached his cock, I teased it, tonguing
the head and the pee slit. He moaned as I continued on down. I left a wet
trail down his hard shaft slowly made my way through the thick black cock
forest. He moaned again, and when I licked past his furry ball sac and
started working on the area just below his hole, I thought he was going to
come unglued.
	I licked all around his hairy hole, causing the little black hairs
surrounding it to shine with spit. My tongue found his warm hole, and
slowly I worked it inside him. I started tongue fucking him, working my
tongue faster and faster in and out of his very wet hole.
	Dad groaned even louder, and then he pressed his ass up against my
face, grinding into me. God, he smelled so good down there!
	"Oh, Tim, please fuck me," my dad begged. "Slide that cock of yours
inside my hole," he ordered.
	I had lubed his hole up well enough with my spit so he was ready
for me to enter him. I placed the tip of my dick against his hole, causing
him to moan, "Oh, yeah, fuck me, Son."
	I looked down at my dad's hot sexy body. It was so hot to know he
was begging me to fuck him. I eyed his hard cock standing up and surrounded
by all that thick black hair, saw his tight fuzzy balls filling with cum,
saw the thick string of pre cum leaking from his dick and dripping into his
hot treasure trail, and I was suddenly so fucking horny I wanted to split
his ass wide open with my hard fuck stick.
	I slide inside him all at once. His cheeks were buried deep into my
own thick cock forest, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
	"How does that feel, Dad?" I asked.
	"So fucking good," he assured me. "I love it when you're so deep
inside me that I can feel that tangled forest of yours touching me," he
said.
	"I love to fuck you and watch as my cock goes in and out your
hole," I assured him. "And I really like to watch my bush push up against
you while I fuck your ass," I added.
	As I fucked Dad, I had a sudden thought come over me. It would
never matter if I had feelings for Hunter, or anyone else because I would
always have my dad's love. Thinking these thoughts, I pounded Dad's ass
harder and harder until he was begging me to cum.
	"Fill my ass with your son juice," he told me. "I want to feel that
hot creamy load paint my ass wall," he groaned.
	That did it; that brought me over the edge. I felt my cock swell
up, and I knew I was getting ready to shoot a creamy load deep inside my
father's hot ass. I felt the sensation of cuming deep inside my groin, even
all the way down into my toes. God, it was so fucking intense that it was
almost more than I could stand.
	Having shot the last of my hot cream inside my father's fuck hole,
I laid down on his chest. After fucking him, I always enjoyed the feel of
our chest hair mixing together. I also loved just being next to him and
listening to his breathing.
	Some time later, my cock starting to go down, I pulled out of Dad
with a swish. Some of my cum came with me and fell into my bush.
	"Feels like you put a ton of cum up my ass," Dad said.
	"I put enough," I assured him.
	Dad was still very hard, and I gave him a smile. "Looks as if
someone needs taken care of," I pointed out.
	Dad laughed. "Someone just fucked my ass like crazy, so I guess he
thinks it's his turn."
	I love for Dad to fuck me using my cum as lube. I reached a couple
of fingers inside his wet sticky ass and brought out a huge glob of my
seed. I reached down and taking his leaking dick between my fingers, I
quickly smeared my son juice all over him. Then I stroked him a few times
and suddenly he couldn't seem to wait to be inside my ass.
	Dad likes a lot of different positions, but one he really likes is
to fuck me doggie style. "Get on your knees," he told me.
	I did as he said. I crawled in the middle of the bed on my hands
and my knees. I wiggled my ass at Dad teasing him. I wanted to make him so
horny he fucked my brains out.
	"Come on, Dad, slide that thick dick of yours inside my hole. Let
me feel my cum on your dick," I moaned. "Fuck me with my cum," I added.
	Dad got right to the issue at hand. He slid his hard thick cock
inside my ass and right away he started thrusting and pounding me. Each
time he slammed inside me, I could feel his furry balls slap my back
side. Each time he drove into me, I'd meet him, press hard into is body,
and I would grind into all that wonderful cock hair of his. I loved it when
that forest attacked me, ground into me, scratched me, tickled me. It drove
me literally over the fucking edge.
	"Fuck me hard, Dad," I groaned. "Show me how much you like fucking
my ass," I cried.
	Dad found the right spot in my ass, and I was suddenly as hard as I
had been when I fucked him just moments ago. He kept on plowing my ass,
rubbing that hot spot until I knew I was getting ready to shoot another
load.
	"Dad, you're going to make me cum again," I told him.
	"Good, I want Daddy's boy to cum," he said softly.
	One more touch of his cock against my prostate, and I was over the
edge. My cock swelled up and right there with me on my knees and my Dad's
cock fucking my ass, I shot another creamy load, this time on the
sheets. Just as I finished shooting, I felt Dad's cock stretch and change
size inside me.
	"Fuck, I'm cuming," Dad groaned.
	"Do it, Dad," I urged. "Give me that hot Dad juice, the spunk that
made me."
	I counted nine spurts that went inside me before Dad was
through. He filled me up completely and right away started leaking out. It
ran into his cock forest, and I pressed into it. I loved the feel of wet
cummy hair against my ass.
	A little later we laid side by side in bed, the smell of sex still
in the room and on our bodies. Dad looked at me and smiled. "Feel better
now?" he asked.
	I nodded and said, "Much."
	"Good, and Tim?"
	"Yeah?"
	"I'll always be here for you, same as you will be for me."
	"I know, Dad. Goodnight."
	"Night, Son."





	The next morning we were having breakfast when my cell phone
rang. It was Hunter. I greeted him, saying, "Good morning, Hunter. I asked,
"How's things?"
	"Hello, Tim. I just wanted to tell you how much Dad and I enjoyed
meeting you and your father yesterday."
	"Same here," I told him.
	"You two have anything planned today?" Hunter wanted to know.
	"Let me check with the boss," I said. I looked across the table at
Dad. "Do we have anything planned?" I asked.
	"Nothing I'm aware of," Dad answered.
	"Seems as if our social calendar is free today," I grinned into the
phone.
	"That's great. Dad and I were wondering if you guys would like to
come over middle of the afternoon. We're grilling outside. Dad can whip up
a mean steak," Hunter added.
	"Sounds good with us," I assured him. "Anything we can bring?" I
asked.
	He assured me they had everything taken care of. Then he added,
"Unless you want to bring some beer. We have some, but you never know, the
day is still early, and we might want more to drink."
	"Yeah, and it probably would be better to bring it with us rather
than have to go out for more later, right?"
	"I'm sure," Hunter agreed.
	Hunter gave me directions on finding their cabin, and we said
goodbye.
	As we finished breakfast, Dad said, "Tim, I want you to spend time
with Hunter. You do realize, don't you, that it's possible to fall in love
with a guy and still enjoy sex with your old man?"
	"I know," I said. "I guess I was just surprised when those feelings
tried to slip inside. I just thought it would always be you and me," I
answered.
	"As it will be," Dad said. "Still, if you find that you fall in
love, that's all right as well."
	We finished our meal, and afterward, straightened up the
cabin. Then we showered and dressed and soon headed out. I drove up to the
little store at the bottom of the hill from our cabin, and we bought ice
and beer. Dad had thrown a chest in the back seat before we left. He dumped
two bags of ice in, and I buried the beer. It was going to taste so good
later on.
	On the road once more, I followed Hunter's directions, and in a
short time we arrived at the cabin being shared by the two men.
	Hunter came out to meet us. "Hey, guys," he greeted.
	He gave me a hug and then turned to my father. "Glad you could make
it, Doug," he said.
	Dad returned his hug. "We appreciate the invite," he said.
	Hunter looked at me. "I'm glad you could make it too, just in case
I forgot to tell you." He gave me a grin.
	I reached my arm around his waist and said, "Oh, you did, but you
can tell me again."
	We found Chuck in back of the cabin where he was starting to work
on building a fire in the grill. He greeted us with a smile. "Welcome,
fellows," he said. "Glad you could make it."
	While my dad and Chuck discussed the best way to get a fire going,
Hunter looked at me and grinned. "What say we leave these two and go for a
walk?"
	"Sounds good by me," I said. I turned and said, "See you two
later."
	"Enjoy your walk," Dad said with a grin.
	"Yeah, be careful," Chuck warned. "I don't want the two of you
getting into anything you can't handle," he added.
	"Oh, I think we can handle most anything that comes along," his son
assured him.
	I followed Hunter around to the side of the cabin where we met a
path leading into the wooded area behind the cabin. Hunter headed along the
path, and I followed quietly behind.
	"This is really a neat path," Hunter said. "There's a lot to see,"
he added.
	I kept on walking behind Hunter. We soon disappeared out of side,
the wooded area having swallowed us up out of sight.
	Hunter turned to me. "Hi," he said. He gave me a smile.
	"Hi yourself," I laughed.
	Before either of us realized what was happening, our arms went
around each other, and we were kissing. I kissed him and Hunter returned my
kisses just as passionately.  As we held each other, we could feel the
cocks between us grow hard, demanding to be freed.
	I quickly dropped to my knees and reached for Hunter's zipper. With
shaking fingers I finally managed to work it down. He was commando, and his
hard dick quickly leaped to freedom.
	I put my mouth on the tip of his cock and slowly went down on his
hard shaft. When I had all of him in my mouth and was buried in the brown
forest at the base of his dick, I heard Hunter moan.
	"God that feels so good," he said.
	I pulled his shorts down to his feet, and he gave them a swift
kick. He didn't have a shirt on, so now he was standing completely naked
before me, all of his gorgeous body available to me.
	As I sucked him, my hands slowly made their way up through his
chest tangles until I found his hard nipples. I teased and played with them
as I continued working my wet mouth up and down his hairy shaft.
	Hunter suddenly pulled out of my mouth. "I want to suck you," he
told me.
	I didn't wait for him to undress me. Instead I shucked my shirt
over my head and slide my shorts down to the ground. I stepped out of them,
and like Hunter, I was naked, nothing hidden from him any longer.
	"God, you are so hot," Hunter sighed. "I love your body," he told
me.
	He dropped to his knees and took my cock deep inside his mouth,
When I felt the heat from his flesh touch my cock, I shivered and thought I
might die right there on the spot.
	"I love it when you suck my cock," I told him.
	Hunter kept on sucking me and tugging at my balls. Wish his hot
mouth going up and down burying his nose in my wiry curls each time he
reached the bottom, he soon had me ready to shoot. I pulled out and said,
	"I'm about ready to shoot, Hunter," I told him. "Is that what you
want?"
	For an answer Hunter took my cock back inside his mouth. I knew
exactly what he wanted, so I started fucking his mouth with my cock,
pounding it deep into his throat. I ground my cock bush against his chin
and slammed my full balls against his neck.
	"I'm going to cum," I said.
	My cock swelled up, and I shot my first spurt inside Hunters mouth,
followed by a second, a third, and finally a sixth glob hit the back of his
throat, and I knew I was threw shooting.
	After I was through shooting, I looked down and saw that Hunter was
harder than ever, and that he was leaking pre cum like crazy. I dropped to
my knees and took his thick dick between my lips. I made my way down his
shaft, and suddenly he started fucking my mouth. He needed to cum really
bad, I could tell by the way he was pounding my face.
	"Come on, give me that hot creamy load, Hunter," I told him. "I
want your spunk."
	I soon felt Hunter's balls tighten up, and I knew he was going to
fill me with his cream. I sucked him faster, harder, and soon I was tasting
his thick juice as it made its way down my throat. I sucked him completely
dry, enjoying every drop of his juice.
	I stood to my feet, and we went into each other's arms. Our lips
met, and we tasted cum, his and mine, and the two mixed together was
awesome. I had never experienced anything like it before. Not even after
kissing Dad and tasting our cum together.
	There was a rock close by, and we walked over to it. We spread our
shorts on top and sat down.
	For a moment neither one of us spoke. Finally Hunter said, "Tim, do
you feel something? Between us, I mean."
	I looked at him closely. Finally I nodded and said, "Yes, I do,
Hunter. I'm not exactly sure what is taking place, but I feel like the two
of us might be sharing something more than just a fuck thing."
	"What do we do?" Hunter asked.
	I smiled at him. "Don't think there's much we can do. I guess we
can just take things a little slow and see what happens between us."
	Hunter was silent for a moment. Finally he said, "What about our
Dads?"
	"What about them?"
	"They love us," Hunter pointed out.
	"As we love them," I reminded.
	"What would we do about them? If something does develop between us,
I mean?"
	"Well, if I fell in love with you, I'd have no problem with your
dad fucking you or you fucking him. What about you? Would you mind if my
dad fucked me?"
	He shook his head and said, "No, I would think it would be hot to
share that part of us with them."
	I smiled. "So would I, so guess that's something neither one of us
has to be concerned with."
	I looked at Hunter. I had something on my mind. "Hunter, can I ask
you a question?"
	"Sure," he nodded.
	"Would you like to fuck your dad? Have you ever thought about doing
that?"
	"All the time," he told me. "Dad has just never offered to let me
fuck him. He's always been the one to fuck."
	"You think you would like to fuck my Dad?"
	"That would be hot too, Tim."
	"Then let's agree that before this day is over that is going to
happen," I told him.
	Hunter took me in his arms. "I know this may sound corny, but I
think I'm starting to fall in love with you," he said tenderly.
	I kissed him on the mouth, gently, yet with force as well. "I don't
think that sounds corny at all," I assured him. "I feel the same way."
	We talked for about an hour or so, and then we dressed and headed
back down for the cabin. When we came into the yard we were holding hands
and walking close to each other. Our dads were sitting outside enjoying
cold beer when we returned.
	Chuck looked at us and grinned. "Damn, Doug, I think these guys got
into something after all."
	Dad looked at me. "I think you're right, Chuck."
	Hunter and I looked at each other and grinned. I said, "No doubt
about it, we definitely got into something."
	Chuck stood to his feet. "The meal will be ready shortly, so what
say the two of you tell us all about it while we eat?"
	"And don't leave one detail out," Dad warned.
	"They're awfully damned nosey, aren't they?" I asked Hunter with a
grin.


End of Tim and His Dad Part 7.

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