Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2015 16:42:15 -0600
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: When Dad Got Out of Prison, Part 10

Dad stood straight up and eased himself out of me. He pulled me up and held
me up with his arm wrapped around me. Then he looked at Tom across the
desk. "You renting that trailer or you own it?".

"Um, renting it. Three months behind on rent." Tom was being honest. I
liked that.

"Fuck that. You gonna work here, you gonna live here. I'll call Sam. Pack
up and move in this weekend. You ok with that?" Fuck Dad was calling all
the shots. I was waiting to see how Tom was going to take that.

"Well, yeah, I guess so, but, what about..."

"What about you and Bobby? You think I'm gonna stop you from fucking him?
Hell no boy. I'm gonna fuck him and you're gonna fuck him. But I'm gonna
fuck you too. You ok with that?"

"Fuck yeah I am. Fuck yeah." Tom was happy now. He came around the desk and
first kissed me and then looked at my Dad. My Dad grabbed him and gave him
a big old wet kiss. Then he put his arms around both of us. He said, "We
only got one bed right now. Hope that will work"

Part 10:

Tom hadn't felt like a part of a family since his old man died when he was
17. Only a week before his eighteenth birthday. It wasn't hard to convince
social services that he would be alright on his own. They didn't want to
deal with someone they would have to kick out of the system in such a short
time anyway.

Tom's Dad, Lou, brought Tom home from the hospital after he was born. Their
home was at the same trailer park that Tom lives at now. Just not the same
trailer. Tom sold that a few years ago.

Tom's Mother, Louise, died during child birth. She went under cardiac
arrest and they weren't able to revive her. It was a shock that someone so
young, 19, could go like that. Lou was barely 20 himself. They had only
been married two months before Tommy was born.

Thankfully Lou's parents still lived in the same trailer park and were able
to help raise Tommy. They were in their fifties when he was born and would
go early too. Both would be dead before Tom's 13th birthday.

Lou worked as a mechanic, learning the basics in High School, he got a job
in a local garage. Nothing fancy but he worked hard. His mom watched Tommy
during the day until Lou picked him up after five.

The earliest memories Tom has of his Dad was pure admiration. Tommy
remembers him picking him up from his Grandmother's trailer after work
wearing his coveralls and smelling like the day. It was his favorite time
of the day.

Even after Tommy started school he would go to his Grandmother's after
school and wait till his Dad picked him up after work. Sometimes they would
stay and have dinner with Lou's parents but most nights they would just go
back to their own place. Lou was always itching to get out of his work
cloths and shower and maybe kick back a few beers.

Tommy was always happy to have his Dad to himself anyway. He enjoyed their
little two bedroom trailer. The rooms were small but it was theirs. It was
one of those where the Master Bedroom was at one end and then the smaller
second bedroom was right next to it with the bathroom in between them. The
small hallway in front of the second bedroom and bathroom was where you
entered the trailer as well. Then you went into the kitchen and the living
room took up the other end of the trailer.

After Lou picked him up Tommy would usually just go to the living room and
watch t.v. while his dad showered and then came out and opened a beer and
started dinner. This was pretty much the routine for years. Lou never went
out. He seemed to be happy just being home with his boy.

Around twelve years old puberty struck Tommy. He found out his penis was
for a lot more than just peeing. He started to play with it a lot.

It was also around this time that he started to notice others. Oh he
noticed girls. But he also noticed boys. And especially men around the
trailer park. The place was always a haven for blue collar types and Tommy
sure liked to look at that type of man.

He knew people thought it was wrong and he kept it to himself. In fact it
caused him a lot of aguish in those early years. By this time his Dad was
around 32 and was quite a looker himself. Tommy found himself spying on his
Dad every now and then. Lou was quickly becoming part of Tommy's fantasies.

Lou didn't help the situation much. After his showers it wasn't unheard of
for him to just hang around the house in some old gym shorts or something.
Lou played football in high school and kept his body lean and in shape all
these years. His only vice, beer, didn't seem to have too much of a
softening effect on his middle. His pecs were moderately hairy with a nice
trail leading down to his belly button and beyond. Tommy had never really
thought of "beyond" until recently.

As Tommy grew into his teens he noticed other things to enhance his
hormones. His Dad's feet, his ass and even his scent were driving him
crazy. Sometimes he would go into his room for bed early just so he could
jack off.

Tommy was playing sports himself. Baseball first. Little league and then
some in High School. But he soon followed in Dad's footsteps and played
football beginning in his sophomore year. He was average. Not the best but
not the worst. He was great looking and dated some pretty hot girls. He was
average in his studies as well.

By the time High School came around both his grandparents were gone. Tommy
would either be at practice after school or getting dinner ready for his
dad at the trailer. He loved to hang out naked in the trailer after school
and would throw on some gym shorts when he heard his dad pull into the
driveway.

When Tommy was about 15 he didn't hear his dad come home because his Harley
had broke down and he had to get a ride home. The guy giving him a ride
left him off in front of the trailer instead of coming in the driveway.
Tommy had the music on and was dancing to the music naked as he was
preparing dinner.

Lou came in the door in the hallway and had a good view of what was
happening in the kitchen. He hadn't seen his son's ass in quite a few
years...much less his cock...and was impressed by the maturity of both. See
Lou had a secret as well. He only married Tommy's mother because it was the
right thing to do. He never wanted to get himself in such a mess. Never
wanted a wife or children. Although he wouldn't give up the way things
turned out for anything in the world.

Lou never went out because women did nothing for him. He rarely in his life
ever got to act on his natural impulses though. He only had a couple
experiences with men. He could see now he was going to have to change that
and soon. He felt himself getting hard. A shower was the best thing for him
now.

"Hi son" he bellowed out with a grin on his face.

"Dad!" a stricken Tommy yelled and then scrambled for his shorts. Red face
and embarrassed.

"Oh hell son. Don't worry about it. Not like I wear much around here
anyway. Do what you want. I'm going to take a shower. Tell me when dinner
is done."

Tommy was shocked but thankful at his father's reaction. He still put on
his shorts and finished dinner. By the time Lou came out in his boxers
dinner was on the table.

During Lou's shower he had decided it was time he took up on some
recreational activities himself. He had heard of a place in Houston called
Mr. Frizby. It's a gay bathhouse. And a bar called The Exile. He heard it
was a little rough but he didn't want to be anywhere main stream.

Tommy was 15 and could be left by himself for a Friday or Saturday night.
He thinks this weekend would be the right time.

By the time Tommy was 16 it was 1971 and Lou was going to Houston every
weekend. Just told Tommy now that he was older that he needed to sew some
oats. And he hoped Tommy understood.

Lou found himself going to Houston on Fridays and not coming home till
Sunday afternoon. He found an abundance of men that wanted to have sex with
a sexy blue collar type. He found men that worshipped his lean masculine
body a real turn on. He learned to like his toes sucked his pits licked and
his ass eaten more than he ever thought he would. He would breed 4, 5 even
sometimes 6 men before he would be home.

Tommy, meanwhile, started to miss his Dad being around too much. One
Sunday, when his Dad came home, he asked to sit down and talk with him. He
asked if he could hang around one or two weekends a month. Lou said he
would try.

But Lou was hooked on man sex. And another issue was that his son, who was
growing up to be just like his dad, was a sexy young man. Lou was totally
turned on by him. But being a good dad he said he would stay home next
weekend.

By the time Friday came around Lou was kind of regretting telling Tommy he
would stay home this weekend. Watching the hot guys in the garage all week
left him horned up. But he loved his son more than anything in the world
and would give up this one weekend as asked.

He stopped by the liquor store and picked up a case of Budweiser. He said
he would stay home but he didn't have to be sober. It was a hot day too. He
had his overalls unzipped down to his navel. He started going commando
after visiting Houston so much. He found that he loved free balling. He
always had a natural smell to him but the free balling made him extra
horny. Between his cock hanging free and smelling himself all day it drove
him nuts.

When he parked his truck in the driveway he got out and dropped his
coveralls off his shoulders and tied the arms around his waist. It had
become a habit on hot days. He would also forgo a shower until bedtime
lately.

Tommy was inside getting some burgers ready. He had on some very old gym
shorts from middle school. They still fit but were well worn and real
comfortable. He knew they wouldn't be going anywhere so comfort was top
priority.

Tommy turned as his dad came in the trailer. The man was a walking wet
dream lately. Since he had been going to Houston on the weekends something
changed about him. He's more cocky and has a sneaky grin that Tommy didn't
remember before.

"Hey bubba. What you cooking?" Lou said as he put the beer in the fridge.

"Just figured we'd have some burgers. That ok with you pop?"

"Sure is. But I need a beer or three first. You want one?" Lou must have
seen the look on Tommy's face. This was a first, never been offered a beer
before. But he had had a few on the weekends Lou has been gone. He hoped
Lou hadn't noticed.

"It's ok son. I know you get into my beers. No need to hide it any more.
Hell you're 16. All I know you could be going off to Nam in a few years.
Enjoy life while you can. Just stay home if you drink. Hear me boy?"

"Yes sir" and Tommy accepted the beer.

They went and sat in the living room. Tommy put the burgers in the fridge
till it was time to cook them.

As Lou sat in his easy chair he said, "Damn boy it's hot in here. You have
all the windows open?"

"Yes sir. I don't think there is one that is closed. I could open the door
but the bugs would get in."

"Nah, don't do that. Get my boots off and I'll be fine. Get me another beer
son."

Tommy went and got a couple of more beers. On his way back Tommy saw his
Dad struggling with his boots. "Want some help pop?"

"Well if you don't mind. Yes. Damn sweaty socks are making it hard to pull
off."

Tommy got on his knees in front of his dad and started working on the
boots. Seeing Tommy in this position gave Lou a moment of lust. Then Lou
thought, damn it stop it. He's your son. But Lou liked them young. Always
sought out the young ones at the bars and the baths that wanted to worship
a blue collar stud like himself. They weren't hard to find.

Tommy had a reaction himself. Once he got the first boot off the whiff of
foot scent got to him. He felt himself growing stiff in his shorts. Then he
took the second one off. The smell was over powering but it left him in a
fog of lust. He knew for a long time his Dad turned him on. This is as
close as he's ever been to him though.

"Take off the socks while you're there boy. The cool air on my feet are
already making me feel better." Lou said as he sucked down his beer. He
noticed a reaction in Tommy he never thought he would see. And he knew that
look now. With all the young guys he had been with. Tommy has a bit of lust
going himself. Damn if that boy isn't taking after his old man.

Tommy got his Dad's socks off and just stayed there staring at his feet.
Masculine working man's feet. Tommy didn't want to leave that spot but was
sure he would start looking stupid if he didn't move soon. "Another beer
pop?"

"Sure son. When you come back you think you could massage my feet for me?
Been a long day. It sure would feel nice." Tommy was taken aback. But only
for a minute. Sounded like a reasonable request.

He came back with another beer for his father. He was still working on the
second one himself. But it didn't take much for Tommy to feel the effects
of beer anyway.

He sat Indian style in front of his dad's feet and took the right one in
his hands. He stared at the foot as he did his best to give his father a
worth massage. "That feels real good son" And the foot felt real good in
Tommy's hands too. That foot couldn't have been more than 6 inches away
from Tommy's face. Lou couldn't help but be reminded of the last guy that
had his foot in his hands like that. The guy ended up sucking each of his
toes and then giving his foot a hell of a tongue bath.

At this point Lou had untied the arms of his coveralls and unzipped them
all the way down. Tommy never even noticed he was so wrapped up in doing a
good job on that foot.

Lou was getting hard but it was going down his leg, thankfully, otherwise
it would have been sticking right out of the zipper. Lou was almost pushing
his foot closer to Tommy's face. Not knowing if the boy had noticed or not
he seemed to be getting closer. He looked down at Tommy's crotch. The boy
had a full hard on. And either he didn't realize it or wasn't worried about
hiding it. Those tight shorts showed off a good sized piece of meat and Lou
was proud.

Finally Lou asked for another beer. Breaking the trance that Tommy was in.
As Tommy got up he noticed how hard he was and got embarrassed immediately.
Lou said, "It's ok son, me too" and he pointed down to the snake going down
his pant leg.

Tommy came back with the beer and unsure of himself couldn't decide to sit
down again or not. Lou then said, "Do the other one now son. It feels so
good." And Tommy did.

As Tommy worked on the left foot he forgot about his hard on again. He just
lusted after that foot and what it was attached to. Lou had worked the hand
that didn't have a beer in it into his pant leg and massaged his cock a
little bit.

In a voice so low, yet so masculine, Lou said, "Do you want to taste it
son?" This shook Tommy out of his trance again and he stared in disbelief
at his dad. "Its ok boy, if you want to". Tommy didn't know what to do. He
turned beat red. But he didn't let go of the foot. "Go ahead son. Take a
little taste" Lou said in barely a whisper.

Shaking now, Tommy looked back at the foot, the lust returning to his face.
He knew he not only wanted to taste it but to taste everything his father
would let him. He pushed his tongue out of his mouth and slowly moved
closer to that foot. He held it up to his face and then from his fathers
heel to his toes he left a trail of saliva. And then he did it again. The
slight flavor of his foot only enhanced the lust.

Before Tommy even could comprehend what he was doing he was sucking on
everyone of those toes. Cleaning in between them. Giving the whole foot a
tongue bath like it had never gotten before. And after he had gotten every
flavor he possibly could off that foot he went back to the other one.
Repeating the whole experience again.

By that point Lou didn't care and had his cock out in his hand shamelessly
jacking it in the open. This was the hottest thing that had ever happened
in his life. His own boy worshipping his feet. And by the looks of that
package in his sons shorts he was enjoying the hell out of it.

"Son, pull my coveralls off", Tommy looked up for only a second and then
did as his father asked. As he pulled on both legs Lou lifted his butt off
the chair and they came right off. Once Tommy threw them to the side he
looked at his dad sitting there in all his glory. He knew now he had
permission to look and admire.

Lou lifted his feet and put them under Tommy's pits. He pulled him forward
until he was able to replace his feet with his hands. He pulled Tommy up
and over him till they were face to face. "Son, don't hate me for this" and
he put his hands on each side of Tommy's head and pulled him in for a kiss.
He made out with the boy like both of them needed the air in each other's
lungs.

Tommy not only welcomed his father's kisses but returned them with full
gusto. It was a dream, no, a fantasy come true.

Lou lifted Tommy up and brought him to the bedroom. He put him on the bed
and tore the shorts off the boy. He put his cock over Tommy's face and then
went for Tommy's ass. He put his face between Tommy's legs and started
eating his hole. Tommy had taken the hint by then and was sucking his
father's cock as best as he could.

Lou's tongue was digging into that sweet young hole as far as he could. He
wanted to open the boy up. Wanted to take his cherry tonight. Wanted the
boy to be his forever.

Tommy was a willing participant. Almost gagging he made an incredible
effort to get all that cock down his throat. Just as he was getting used to
it Lou pulled out. Leaving Tommy gasping for air.

"I'll be right back boy."

He was back in a few minutes with a can of Crisco. As he walked in the room
he was coating his cock with the grease. When he got to the bed he started
to prepare Tommy.

Tommy knew what was going to happen. He had heard about such things but
never imagined that he would be participating in such a thing. Now it was
all he wanted. He thought he would die without it.

Slowly Lou lined his cock up with his son's hole. Guiding it in and
preparing for entry. "Push out like you're taking a shit son. It will be
easier that way." And he popped the head in.

A shot of pain went through Tommy. "Take it out, take it out, please."

"sh, sh, shhh son. We'll stay just like this till you get used to it...hold
on now." He had experience as few virgins in the short time he had been
going to the baths. He knew it was only a matter of time when the tables
would turn and they would be begging him not to take it out.

"o...o...ok...dad" Tommy whimpered. Not wanting to disappoint his dad he
stayed strong. The pain began to lesson and his father started to commence
entry again. Slowly but the pain remained. Just not as intense.

Before they both knew it Lou had bottomed out in his son. Tucked safely in
that warm velvety hole of his son's. The best place his cock had ever
been. Lou pulled out a little and then went back in. After a few times of
this motion Tommy took on a whole new demeanor. He was still whimpering but
now it was back to lustful. He was grabbing on to his father's ass cheeks.
Pulling him in.

Soon Lou put his arms under his son's legs and lifted them up. This is when
he started to fuck harder. And harder. Soon his son was screaming out. Not
in pain but pleading for him to do it harder.

Both of them sweating. The scent of sex and sweat was thick. As Lou fucked
him harder and harder Tommy felt the orgasm grow inside his own balls. He
was overwhelmed with it. Pulling his father into him faster and harder.
Finally he came. Between both their stomachs. He screamed thanking his
father for such a feeling. And when Lou felt Tommy come he came deep within
his son. He roared like an animal shooting his load with such pressure he
was sure it was going to come out of Tommy's mouth.

Lou collapsed on top of Tommy. Both of them spent. They fell asleep like
that. Forgetting about the hamburgers. Neither one of them woke till the
next morning.

Look for Part 11 soon!!

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