Date: Sun, 7 Mar 2004 21:29:01 EST
From: GayBoi072@wmconnect.com
Subject: Dad's Lesson Plan: part 1

    Warning! This story contains sex acts between adults and children, if
you are not into this or underage please leave now. Otherwise pull your
dick out and enjoy

Dad's Lesson Plan: part 1


    The story I am about to share with you is true. I was at the young age
of eight when it all took place. My name's Billy and this story involves my
father, Eric, who at that time was twenty-six.

    First let me start my story by telling you what my dad looked like back
then. He stood 6' and weighed around 200 lbs. of solid muscle. Dad had jet
black hair, which he kept shaved in a military style. Mom died when I was
four so it was just me me and him until a few years ago.

    At the age of six, I knew I was different. I would always try to get a
glimpse of a guys crotch bulge whenever I could. And the one I could never
get enough of was my dads. The guy was packing and I always wandered what
he had. Little did I know, two years later, I would find out. Well, anyway
on with the story.

     It was a saturday and dad was having a few of his Marine buddies over
for some beer by the pool. So needless to say, my little pecker was hard
all day. I was headed inside to piss, when I heard one of them yell at dad.

     "Hey Meat, bring out some more brew!"

    Dad grabbed a couple of cases out of the fridge and headed back
outside. After pissing, I decided to call my friend Joey to see if he could
come over to play. He asked his mom and she said he could and since he
lived a block away, he was there in no time flat. When he go there, we went
out front and tossed the football around for an hour and then headed up to
my room to play video games. It was getting late and Joey asked me what
time it was.

     "Billy, what time is it?"

     I looked at my alarm clock and told him.

     "It's 8 o'clock, why?"

     "I was supposed to be home at seven."

     "Why don't you call your mom and ask her if you can stay the night?"

     Joey called his mom and she agreed to let him stay the night, so I got
him a pair of my underwear and a towel to use when everybody left. He
looked at me and asked if I would take a bath with him, since he was used
to having his older brother in the tub with him. I told him that I would as
long as he didn't laugh at my wee wee.

     "Why would I laugh at your wee wee Billy?"

     "You will see when we get undressed for our bath, Joey."

     At ten o'clock everybody was gone and dad came upstairs to tell me and
Joey to take a bath and we could come down and watch a movie with him. He
left and Joey and I headed for the bathroom. When the door was locked
behind us, we took off our clothes. As the water was running into the tub,
Joey kept staring at my pecker, which at that time was standing at it's
full 6 inches rock hard.

      "Is that the reason, you didn't want me to laugh at your pecker,
'cause it's hard?"

      "No, it's because of it's size."

      "Billy, your pecker is bigger'n my dad's. Can I touch it?"

      I nodded my head yes and he reached out and took it in his hand and
gave it a squeeze. He told me that I could do the same to him, so I reached
out and took his little two-incher in my hand and repeated what he
did. When there was enough water in the tub, I turned it off and we climbed
in. We soaped up, rinsed off, toweled off and put our underwear on and
headed downstairs to watch a movie with my dad. Joey and I sat down on the
couch and dad was sitting in his recliner. During a commercial, I asked dad
that question that would change all our lives.

     "Dad, why do your Marine buddies call you Meat?"

     He reached down and gave his bulge a squeeze and said, "It's because
of what I have swingin' between my legs, son. Do you boys wanna see it?"

     Both Joey and I nodded our heads and he told us not to tell
anybody. We agreed and he stood up and dropped his jogging pants and was
standing in front of us in a weird pair of underwear. Joey looked at him
strange and asked him what kind of underwear he was wearing. He told us
that it was called a jockstrap and that he hadn't washed that particular
one since he started playing football, when he was fourteen. Dad motioned
for us to get up close so we could really get a good look at his pecker,
when we did, we noticed the ripe scent of his jock. He pulled the jock off
and out plopped a huge soft pecker. I looked up at him and asked him how
big it was.

    "Son, what you are lookin' at is, 8 inches of grade A prime beef. And
right now he's just soft, when he's hard, he stretches out to 12 inches."

    "Dad, will mine get that big?"

    "Pull those underwear down and let me have a look at what you've got
son. You too Joey."

    Both Joey and I pulled off our underwear and stood before my dad
completely naked. He gave a loud whistle and motioned for us to step closer
so that he could get a closer look at our junk. Dad put his hand between
Joey's legs and started to play with his balls, and then leaned down and
took my whole hard six inches in his mouth. After a few seconds, he
switched and done the same with Joey. When he came up off of Joey, he
looked at both of us and grinned.

   "Now, boys, what I just did when I stuck your peters in my mouth, was
called a blowjob. I am gonna teach you how to give a proper one, so you
will be able to please me or any guy."

   Next, he had us kneel between his legs and open our mouths. Dad told us
to cover our teeth with our lips, so that we wouldn't scrape a guys pecker
when we suck him.

    "Next thing, that I am gonna do boys, is to stick my pecker in each of
your mouths and you take as much as you can with out gaggin'."

    He got in front of Joey and stuck it in his mouth. Joey took about 3
inches and started gagging. Dad then stuck it in my mouth and it went in
about 8 inches and I started gagging. He pulled it out and asked us how we
like the taste of our first pecker. Joey told him that he loved the taste
and that he wished that he could take more. Dad told him that he would show
him a way that he could.

    "Dad, I loved the tasted of your pecker, can I do it again?"

    "Sure, Son, next you boys are gonna stick my pecker in your mouths by
yourselves and suck on it like you would a popsickle. Who wants to go
first?"

     Joey looked at me and told me that I could go first this time since
that he was the first last time. I leaned in and took dad's pecker in my
mouth and bobbed up and down on it and used my tongue on the head. He only
let me do it for a few minutes and told me that it was Joey's turn. Joey
done the same thing that I had done and pretty soon dad said he was gonna
cum. We asked him what cum was and he said that it's the white stuff that
shoots out of our peckers to make babies and that it has a great taste to
it. Dad asked us if we wanted to see him shoot it and let us taste it. Joey
and I said yes. So, he took his pecker in his hand and started to stroke it
fast and pretty soon this thick white stuff came shootin out of my daddy's
pecker and landed on his chest. He told us both to lick it off of him and
go to bed. We did what we were told and licked it off his chest. Dad was
right, it really did taste great. After we got him cleaned up, we went to
bed and practiced givin' each other a blowjob. We sucked each other until
we each had our dry cum and went to bed.


Part two comming soon

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