Date: Sat, 4 Aug 2012 18:48:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Hot for Dads <hotfordads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Trucking-With-Dad-Part-6 (gay/incest)

This is fiction. Don't read it if you're not old enough, if m/m stories
offend you, or if you don't want to know about a grown son getting to know
his father in every way. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking
for, here it is...


PART 6

"You might want to put your tackle away now," Jack said as he pulled off
the highway and into the rest area parking lot.

I took a firm hold on my cock and balls and arranged them back inside my
jeans. When everything was situated, I zipped up and buckled my belt just
was we came to a stop. I put my hand on the door handle and then turned to
look back at Jack. He hadn't made any move to put away his own tackle?

"Aren't you coming?"

"Not yet," Jack replied with a laugh. "You go on ahead."

I was surprised, but I opened the door and climbed out.

I could feel my cock starting to get hard as I entered the men's room and
the door closed behind me. The excitement was short lived though. There
were three empty urinals, and the doors on both stalls stood open. Hoping I
was wrong, I walked softly over and pushed the door of the first stall
open. Nothing. I moved on to the second stall. Nothing.

"Shit," I said out loud, and it echoed throughout the empty room.

When I checked out both stalls more closely, I saw that there wasn't even
any good graffiti. It looked like it had been freshly painted in the recent
past.

Giving up on any quick action, I took a piss, and headed back out to the
truck.

When I opened the door and climbed back into the truck, Jack was no where
to be seen. I thought maybe he'd walked around the other side of the truck
and I'd miss him. Well, he'll be back I thought and settle in for the wait.

"Any action going on in there?"

I nearly jumped out of my seat when I heard the voice behind me. I looked
around and saw Jack sticking his head out between the sleeper curtains.

"No. And you just scared the shit out of me," I said. "What are you doing
in there?"

"Waiting for you."

"Aren't we going any farther today?"

"I hope we do. And then we can get back on the road," Jack laughed. "Now
come on. Unless you'd rather just drive on."

"Yah, right. Move over."

Jack's head disappeared back through the curtain, and I climbed in after
it.

The low-voltage sleeper light gave off a warm glow as I climbed through the
curtain and got used to the absence of the bright daylight.

"Well, do you like what you see?" Jack asked.

I was kneeling beside Jack, who was stretched out completely naked on the
mattress. He had his hands linked behind his head. His chest, shown to full
advantage, was covered with a lush mat of salt-and-pepper hair to match the
hair on his head. A line of black hair that matched his moustache trailed
down toward his cock. His cock was surrounded by a thick bush of black hair
with an occasional gray strand. And his balls were covered with soft black
hair as well.

"Makes you speechless, does it?"

"Just a little," I said as I licked my lips and watched him flex his hard
cock so it bounced against his stomach.

"Come here," he said as he unhooked his hands from behind his head and held
them out toward me.

I leaned in toward Jack, placing an arm on either side of his chest for
balance. I felt him take a firm hold on my upper arms--pulling me down on
top of him. We looked searchingly in each other's eye for a moment, and
then I leaned in the final few inches. Our lips met, and I let out an
involuntary moan. Then I felt his lips part and his mouth opened
slightly. I responded in the same way and soon felt the tip of his tongue
exploring my lips. I tentatively touched his tongue with mine and then felt
my tongue being drawn into his mouth as his penetrated deeper into mine. I
was in pure ecstasy as our tongues danced around each other. Finally, I
felt Jack move his hands from my arms to my head and pull me away from him.

"Where did you learn that, kid?"

"From you."

"What?"

"I've never done it before."

"Well, you could have fooled me," Jack said as he rolled me over on my side
and rolled up on his own side to face me.

"It felt right," I mumbled.

"I'll say it did."

I brought my hand up and lightly ran it over his hairy chest.

"You like my hairy chest?"

"Definitely."

"Good. Not everyone does."

"I don't know how they couldn't," I said as I noticed his nipples growing
hard under the hair. Without knowing why, I slowly leaned in and dug the
tip of my tongue through his hair until it was flicking against the tip of
his nipple.

"That feels good. Keep it up."

I dove deeper and started to suck on the nipple.

"Mmmmm" was Jack's only response.

Suddenly, again without thinking, I bit down softly on Jack's hard nipple.

"Oh shit," he yelled.

I pulled back quickly in shock. Jack looked at me and laughed lightly.

"Sorry, kid, I just wasn't expecting that."

"Did I hurt you?'

"No, not at all. I like having someone chew on my nipples. You just
surprised me that's all."

"Oh."

"Well, don't sound so sad. I'm impressed. I thought I was supposed to be
the one doing the educating on this trip, but you seem to have pretty good
natural instincts."

"Thanks."

"Well then, enough talking. Get back to using your instincts."

I felt Jack's hand press firmly on the back of my head as I went back to
work on his nipple. He started moaning as I continued sucking and chewing
on it. Finally, I felt Jack pressing on my head to move to the other
nipple, so I adjusted myself and began to work on his other nipple. Again
Jack began moaning and I felt his hand pressing me more firmly against the
new nipple.

All this time, I had been using my right arm for balance and my left arm to
hold Jack's side. Now I felt Jack take my left hand in his hand and guide
it down his body, running through his thick hair as it went. I could feel
his body arching up to meet my moving hand. Finally, his hand guided my
hand onto his hard cock. I jumped slightly from surprise and almost bit
down on his nipple.

"Easy does it, kid. You can keep working on the nipples, but that doesn't
mean you can't work on my cock too. No sense wasting a free hand."

I chuckled lightly over Jack's nipple and began to move my fist slowly up
and down his cock.

"Yeah, that's right. Both a little harder now. Yeah, harder."

I applied more pressure to Jack's nipples and tightened my moving fist
around his cock.

"That's it, boy. Keep it up."

I could feel his left hand massaging the back of my head as I worked. I
could see out of the corner of my eye that he was slowly moving his right
hand through the hair on his stomach, down toward his cock and back up in
light circular motions.

"Oh, that's good. Oh yeah. You're good, son."

"What?" I asked in surprise as I lifted my head and looked Jack in the
eyes.

"What what?"

"You called me son."

"Just a figure of speech. Does it bother you?"

"No, I guess not. It just sounded odd."

"Well, look, I shouldn't be the only comfortable one here. Take a break and
get out of those clothes."

Only then did I realize that I still had all my own clothes on and that my
rock-hard cock was straining against my tight jeans. Jack moved sideways,
and I rolled over on my back to take of my jeans and underwear. I lifted up
my hips to push them down over my thighs, and then I used my feet to pull
them all the way off. As I started to take of my shirt, Jack slid down and
took my cock into his mouth. I let out a deep moan, finished taking my
shirt off, and collapsed back against the mattress--lost in the pleasure
Jack was giving my cock.

"God that feels good. I hope I'm as good as you some day."

Jack lifted his mouth off my cock to reply, "You're well on your way, kid."
Then he slid his hot mouth back down over my cock and gently started
massaging my balls. His mouth continued to move up and down on my cock, and
he swirled his tongue around the tip every time he pulled up. His hand
gently applied pressure to my balls, squeezing them softly.

"Oh, you're gonna make me cum."

Jack lifted his head again to reply, "Not yet, I'm not."

I expected him to suck my dick back into his mouth, but instead, he climbed
over between my legs a lowered his head even farther. I suddenly felt him
take one of my balls into his mouth and apply a gently sucking pressure to
it. Before long, he took the other ball into his mouth and sucked on it as
well. At the same time, he began running his hands lightly up and down my
thighs.

I arched my back to give him more access to my balls, and I began to feel
my own body with my own hands, just like Jack had done when I was working
on him. With my left hand, I began to work on my nipples, pinching them
tighter and twisting them harder each time Jack sucked and tugged on my
balls. I wrapped my right hand around my cock and began jerking it slowly
in time with Jack's sucking motion.

"Geez, that is so hot," I moaned.

"Mmmmmmmmm."

"God, you were right about the humming," I moaned again.

I could feel Jack slightly laughing at that, which only added another
degree to the pleasure. Then I felt Jack move his hands under me and lift
my thighs up over his shoulder. He pressed forward, slightly rolling me up
onto my shoulders and lifting the lower part of my body off the
mattress. And then I felt my balls slowly slip out of Jack's mouth.

"Don't stop!" I protested.

"Don't worry, I won't," he grinned at me.

But when Jack dipped his head back down, he went lower than my
balls. Suddenly, I felt the tip of his tongue flicking back over the pucker
of my asshole and a jolt of electricity surged through my body.

"What are you doing?" I almost yelled.

"You don't like it?"

"I didn't say that."

"It's called rimming. Just relax."

Jack went back to work on my ass. Flicking his tongue across the pucker,
spitting saliva onto it, sucking at it, spitting more saliva. And then I
felt him quickly press forward and his tongue went up my ass.

"Oh god," I screamed.

Jack tried to stifle his laughter as he continued to work my ass, to fuck
my ass with his tongue. In and out, in and out, in and out. One last time
he pressed his tongue in as far as he could go and began lightly scraping
his teeth on the outside of my pucker.

"Oh shit," I said as I frantically started jerking away.

But Jack quickly reached up and yanked my hand off my cock as he pulled his
tongue out of my as.

"Not yet, you don't. You haven't had the best yet."

"I don't know how much more I can take."

"Then we'll have to see, won't we."

I watched as Jack turned slightly and reached down toward the bottom of the
bed. When he turned around, I could see over my pulsing cock that his hand
wasn't empty. He was holding a condom packet and a tube of KY jelly.

"What are you doing?"

"I think you know. Don't you?" Jack asked.

"I'm not sure I can."

"Oh, I think you can. But if you'd rather not, we can just--"

"No, no, I want to try."

"I thought you might," Jack said with a grin. "Now just relax."

I let my head fall back against the mattress and tried to relax as Jack
said. I could hear him tearing open the condom packet, and I could hear him
popping open the lid to the KY jelly. I closed my eyes and waited.

"Take a deep breath and hold it. Good, now exhale slowly. Let it all
out. Go limp. Do it again. That's right. Relax."

I did my best, considering what I knew was coming, but I did manage to
relax until the first feel of that cool lube against my ass pucker.

"Relax, kid. The more you relax, the more comfortable you'll be."

I repeated the breathing again and got relaxed again. This time I managed
to remain relaxed as I felt something slide into me.

"Wow, that's easy. I thought it would hurt having your cock in me for the
first time."

"That's not my cock," Jack chuckled. "That's just one skinny little
finger. Now relax and keep breathing deep."

Jack proceeded to fuck me with his finger until he had a smooth motion
going. Suddenly, I felt fuller on a forward thrust.

"Two" was all Jack said.

Now Jack finger-fucked me smoothly with two fingers for a while until I'd
completely relaxed into it. Again, I suddenly felt fuller on a forward
thrust.

"Three."

Now he was working three fingers in and out of my ass. It was tight but
felt amazing. Again, he continued this for a while until I'd completely
relaxed into it. Then I felt him slowly pull his fingers out.

"Don't stop," I begged.

"I'm just getting started."

With that I could feel him pressing at my ass again. I took deep breaths
and concentrated on relaxing my ass muscles. I felt him press through past
my sphincter again and felt fuller than before. Jack stopped his forward
motion and remained motionless, but he didn't say anything.

"Four?" I asked.

"No, me. That's my cock up your ass this time."

"Really?"

"Would I lie? Are you ready for more?"

"I think so."

"Keep relaxed."

I could feel his cock slowly sinking deeper and deeper into my ass. I kept
breathing deeply and concentrated on relaxing the muscles. Finally, I could
feel his pubic hairs pressed up against my flesh. He was all the way in
me. I had a cock all the way in my ass. I was cherry no longer. I was being
fucked by a hot trucker! I let out a huge moan of satisfaction.

"You okay, kid?"

"Yes."

"Ready to go?"

"Definitely."

Jack started slowly sliding his cock out of my ass. Just when I thought he
was pulling it all the way out, he started back in and kept going until his
pubes were against my skin again. Then he started slowly pulling out
again. As he continued the slow fucking motion, he let his hands roam over
my thighs and my bubble butt.

"God, that feels good," I said.

"I'm glad to hear it. Now try tightening your ass muscles.

I followed Jack's directions and began flexing my muscles in rhythm with
his motions. As he pulled out, I tightened my ass. When I relaxed, he
thrust in. We worked in perfect unison and gradually increased the
pace. Suddenly, Jack slapped my ass and sent a charge through my body.

"Oh yeah, fuck."

"I'm doing my best," Jack said and really began pounding my ass for all he
was worth.

I could feel Jack's balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. And
every thrust was deeper and harder than the last.

"Jesus, fuck me hard. Harder. Come on, Jack, harder!"

"Oh, fuck, kid," he said and slapped my ass again.

"Oh yeah, slap my ass. Slap it, Jack."

He started slapping my ass with every thrust, and I was loving it. I
finally grabbed my cock and began jerking away on it in unison with Jack.

"That's it, kid, get that cock going. I want to see you cum while I'm
fucking your sweet ass."

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum soon. Oh fuck."

"You like it hard, don't you, kid. Hard and deep."

"Of fuck yeah. Don't stop. Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me hard."

"Hard, deep, and rough. Is that it, son?"

"Oh yes, fuck me hard, Dad, fuck me hard. Oh god, I'm gonna cum."

"Shoot it, son. Cum all over, son!"

"Here it is. Oh god, here it is. Oh, oh, oh."

"I wanta fuck the cum out of you, son."

"Here it comes. I'm cumming. Oh god, fuck me, Dad! OH GOD!"

I pounded my head back against the mattress and clutched the sheets
frantically as every muscle in my body began to contract under my own
frantic jerking on my cock.

"IT'S CUMMING!" I screamed as my cock began erupting.

Load after load after load of cum shot all over my stomach as my ass
contracted again and again around Jack's cock. Jack continued pounding my
ass frantically, faster and harder and deeper than ever.

"Get ready, son. Here it comes. HERE IT COMES!" he yelled as he thrust deep
into me one last time.

Jack's head rolled back and his hands clutched frantically at my thighs as
small spasms racked his body and he unloaded his cum in me. He deposited
shot after shot after shot. And then with a few final shallow thrusts, he
froze.

We remained motionless for a few seconds. Then Jack's head rolled forward
and we locked eyes.

"How was that, teach?"

"Not bad for your first lesson."

"Not fucking bad at all."

Jack laughed as he pulled his condom-clad cock out of my ass and laid down
on top of me, sealing us together with my cum.

"You're a fast learner," Jack said as he lightly kissed me on the lips.

"You're a good teacher," I said as I kissed him back.

"Just one thing..."

"Anything."

"Did you realize what you were calling me?"

I looked at him in surprise as I tried to figure out what he was
saying. Then I realized that when I was cumming I'd called him Dad. Oh god,
what was I supposed to say? Jack just grinned at me.

"It was just a figure of speech," I said lamely.

"That's what I figured, son" Jack laughed and kissed me again.


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