Date: Mon, 22 Jul 2002 23:51:53 -0500
From: Will Travis <hirsuitpursuit@hotmail.com>
Subject: Caught By Dad

This is one of my first stories I ever wrote a few years back when going
under the pen name "Daddy's Boy".  Not my best work and unlike my other
stories it is not based off a situation with my father so I do not like it
as much as the others but I hope you find some enjoyment from it.

"Caught By Dad"

Mike lay on his parent's bed talking to his father who was in the bathroom
taking a shower. He was attempting to explain why he should be allowed to
take the car out this weekend, when his father walked out of the bathroom
wearing nothing at all.

Mike loved to see his father naked. His dad was a tall man, 6'4", built like
a brick shit house, and covered in dark hair. He was a construction worker
and had the body to prove it. Mike sometimes felt scared being around his
father naked. He knew that if his father found out what was going through
his mind he would probably kill him. But he couldn't help himself.


Within seconds of seeing his father naked his running shorts were poking up.
Mike tried to roll over on his stomach to hide it, but it was too late. His
father saw it. "Why the fuck you popping a boner for, kiddo?" his father
asked tersely.

"You getting off to your old man?" Mike started to get up and leave when his
father bolted to him and knocked him on the bed. "No...this is want you want
isn't it? You think you're the first? I knew guys like you in the army.
Always wanting to see my cock or even suck it, well...be careful what you
wish for, son."

With that his father ripped off his son's gym shorts to expose his fully
erect cock. He reached over the bed to his son's already hard cock and began
to gently run his fingers up and down the length of the shaft. "You have a
nice cock, son. Just like your father's," he said has he reached down to
stroke his own cock.

While 25 years separated father and son their bodies were astonishingly
similar. Both were fairly hairy with the same pattern of hair traveling up
from the stomach to spread out over their big barrel chests. The son looked
down at this father's cock. It was identical to his own. Both had enormous
low hanging balls.

Both had large cocks that even when flaccid drew looks from the other guys
in the gym showers. But when erect they were a sight to behold. Two twin
trunks of manhood. Both thick and 8" long and surrounded by a think nest of
dark hair. Precum oozed from the tips of their heads and sweat glistened off
of their bodies. The son pulled himself towards his father so that he could
smell his masculine scent. Burying his face into his father's arm pits he
took a deep long inhale and reveled in the musky scent. He then started to
lick his father's pit at first.


Letting the long dark hairs tickle his face and nose, then he dived in and
started slurping up gobs of saliva, hair, and musky sweat. Meanwhile his
father worked a spit coated finger into his son's asshole. His tight pink
sphincter quivered with anticipation as the large index finger plunged into
the depths of his body.

Then after the father had worked his entire fist into the tight boy ass he
pulled it out with a jerk. "Down on the floor you fucking queer!" his father
exclaimed. The boy obeyed his father diligently. Standing over his cowering
son the father took his think meaty tool and aimed it at his naked boy.
Letting loose a stream of hot piss he coated his son in his hot yellow
urine. His full bladder, aching for release, now felt incredible as it
emptied itself onto the fruit of his loins. Steadily the piss continued to
stream onto the son. He let it cover his face and run down over his chest
and onto his legs. He opened his mouth to partake of the father's gift.

Still kneeling on the floor in the pool of his father's piss, the boy raised
his anxious buttocks into the air as his father knelt down to straddle him.
Forcefully he rammed his 8" dad meat into his son's piss coated hole.
Pumping and pumping every inch of his monster into his son, he yelled and
groaned as the young boy bucked violently straining under the force of his
father. "Fuck me harder!" the son begged.

His father obeyed and rammed his son even harder so that his low hanging
balls struck with such a force against the son's ass they made an audible
slapping noise. The father reached downwards and with his great strength
picked up his son off the floor. While holding the boy in his arms he
continued to pump his ass full of hard dad cock. The son looked at his
father watching the sweat glistening body that was fucking him. His eyes
traveled down to the sweat covered chest which was full of wet, matted hair.

The son began sucking on one of his father's large nipples. Bathing it with
his tongue and feeling the great strength of the pectorals muscle
underneath. The bit into the tender nipple and tugged on it with his teeth.
The father groaned with pain and pleasure from the torture his son was
inflicting upon him. Having enough, the father threw his son down onto the
bed. Reaching down with his powerful, hair covered fingers, he spread his
son's ass cheeks open wide and looked with anticipation at the sweat and
jism coated man hole before him.

Then he dove in with the full force of his tongue. The son grunted with
approval as his father's rough five o'clock shadow scraped the insides of
his ass sending exquisite feelings rippling all through his body. As his
father buried his face into his son's ass, the reached around and started to
jack off the son's dick. Pumping slowly at first then building up to a
frenzied pace. The son shot off his hot load while father continued to eat
out his ass, with each contraction from his ejaculation the boy's ass tensed
up squeezing the father's tongue and drawing it deeper inside. The father
then turned his son over and forced his thick prick down his son's throat.
With both hands holding his son's head the father fucked his son's face with
full force. Finally he felt his own cum erupting and pulled his cock out.
Shooting stream after stream onto his son's face and hairy chest, he then
bent down and licked it off. The father then stood up and began to walk out
of the room.

"Clean up this mess," he said as he walked out, "now, before your mother
gets home."