Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2008 09:10:51 -0500
From: hughsacks@hotmail.com
Subject: Training Sessions with My Dad 12

Ninety percent of this scenario is based upon my true life experiences and
is told for the personal pleasure of similarly inclined adults. Be
forewarned, it covers W/S, Teen sex--not incest--, scat, etc.

IT IS NOT INTENDED FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18.

It is also not to be copied or duplicated for distribution to others.
Author: Hugh Sacks                          hughsacks@hotmail.com


Training Session 12                 JR 3 part & my first fuck


My head was so full of dreams and anticipation of my upcoming fuck that I
wasn't sure that I actually had had a pissin'-drinkin' session with
dad,... that is until I awoke and found on my night stand, not one but two
small, solidly packed, tissues filled with his cum.

He'd done this several times before: He leaves for the shed at 5 a.m. and
rather than use the toilet for his morning piss, he'd slip into my room and
if my mouth was conveniently available, he lay his long hose across my lips
and I'd just automatically open it up and he'd deliver the richest,
strongest, piss.  The first time it happened I did wake up completely
because some had spilled on the pillow case.  Now I was so aware and
skilled that I closed my lips around it and never missed a drop.  Yes, I
had been his toilet this morning and I was going to have something to share
with JR later in the day.  That must have been why dad left two tissues of
cum.  I had a pleasant smile on my fact thinking of dad's consideration.

I looked toward the window and it was just beginning to get light but the
sun was still behind the trees.  Summer time is for sleeping in and being
up this early was a real surprise but I was soooo anxious to get my fuck, I
just couldn't sleep any longer.  I checked to be sure the dildo had not
popped out and while I couldn't feel it on the outside, I could feel it in
my shit channel and it did feel good.  I squeezed my ass cheeks together
and there it was and as I bent over I could feel it move also.  Maybe I'd
just keep it there permanently.

I got outta bed and was heading to JR's room when he entered my room.
Before I could say `good morning' he had my head in both his hands, kissing
me on the lips, slobbering out,

"Good morning, cunt-boy...wanna fuck?"

I couldn't say a word but just enthusiastically shook my head, breaking off
our kiss.

"Here or in the shower?" he asked.

"Better do it in the shower. I hear mom fixing breakfast downstairs but
just in case she should come to get us up, we'd be safer in the shower. Dad
and I often showered together so she wouldn't think that unusual. I left
the dildo in so you could take it out."

I set the shower on gentle so as not to over ride the act of fucking.  We
got in and while I was anxious to get to it, I had an urgent need to
piss---with what dad had given my several hours ago, so I said,

"All my morning showers start off with a piss----not elaborating on why or
how---and I need to take one now so it won't interfere with the fuckin'
you're gonna give me.  Do ya wanna be part of it or should I just shoot it
to the drain?"

"OH I wanna do anything and everything you do.  Give it to me any way ya
want to."

I put my hands on his shoulder and he allowed me to guide him to a kneeling
position in from of me with my back shielding him from the shower spray. At
first I pulled my foreskin back and pissed into his crotch and then quickly
moved it up his chest.  By the time I reached his face, he had his mouth
slightly open but I was still not sure if he wanted to drink it so I just
let a bit of it cross his lips and then squeezed it off waiting for some
signal as to continue or not.

It took him a minute to decide and then with out saying a word, he opened
his mouth very wide, suggesting to me that he did want it.  Releasing my
tight hold on my dick, I just let it all out.  Most of it did land in his
mouth but he didn't know how to gulp it down and a lot of it splashed outta
his mouth.  He coughed and gagged.

"Sorry `bout that.  I shouldn't have gone that fast. It is an acquired
taste and it takes a couple of tries to get it right.  Let me know if and
when you wanna do it again.  Can ya fuck me now?"

He eagerly stood up and turned me around.  He tried to get the dildo outta
my ass but it apparently was in so far that he couldn't reach it with just
his fingers.

"Bend over so your ass will open, giving me access to your toy."

I did, and it did almost pop out.  Fortunately the shower was just large
enough for me to bend over and but in doing so I forced him into the
corner.  He let it fall to the floor.  He positioned my hands high on the
corner walls and spread my feet apart.  He shoved a couple of fingers into
my ass, to be sure of its location and then stroked the length of my cheek
crack with his semi soft cock.

There were a few gently thrusts and sure enough there was penetration.
What surprised me was that he withdrew it. I was expecting a continuous
thrust as he'd done the night before.  The next injection was with a much
firmer rod and within a couple of strokes we were off and runnin'.

The fullness of the dildo was one thing.  This was completely different.
His cock was longer and thicker and I felt the movement of his cock head
against the lining of my intestines with each thrust or penetration and it
did feel fantastic.  I'd never felt the upper, deepest, part of my shit
channel before but now this intrusion seemed to be going all the way up and
into my stomach.  I tried to bend over so my ass would open more and he
could, in fact, get his dick into my stomach.  The shower walls wouldn't
let that happen.

He began to grunt but kept it down knowing that we could be heard.  I'd
expected it to last a lot longer, like a piss, but there seemed to be an
urgency about it with him and he slammed me against the tiles and slightly
lifted me off my feet---only my toes were on the floor---and then he froze
and I could feel his rock hard cock, pumping cum into my ass. I felt shot
after shot of warmth in my body and then he let go and I slid from the
wall.  The leaned back against the other wall and I think I heard a `pop'
as his now limp cock was pulled from my chute.  My heart was pounding and
he was breathing heavily.

I wanted to turn the water up and have him shampoo by hair as dad always
does but we were spent and it was time to get down to breakfast or mom
would have questions as to why the shower was running for a half hour.  But
as I opened the door, he held my face and planted another kiss directly on
my mouth, saying,

"OH you are tight.  You're one fuckin' good cunt and we're gonna get it
on. Hope you agree. You're gonna get fucked every day, from here on out.
Maybe even twice a day !"

We reluctantly got out, turned off the shower and each reached for a towel.
I didn't get as dry as I should have because I was concentrating on
watch-ing his every move.  He was quite athletic, well balanced and
perfectly proportioned----DAMMED he was good looking---beautiful!

We slipped on some shorts and headed down to the kitchen.  Mom was just
finishing the bacon and asked how we wanted our eggs, but first she
commented on the shorts.

"We're going for a bike ride.  I want to show him where things are around
here," I said, sitting down and adding,

"Over easy."

"I'd like mine over easy too," JR added.

I'd hoped there would be a break and I'd be able to make some pissorange
juice for us, but that didn't happen.

There was meaningful conversation with mom while she sat with us finishing
her coffee.  She mentioned all sorts of names and places to see if any had
any familiarity to JR.  She bought up the work he'd down in the yard and
how beautiful it looked, but as much as he enjoyed doing it, he had no
special reason for it.  He just liked colorful things, especially out
doors.

We got Bud's bike down from the rafters in the garage and it fit JR just
fine.  We had a wonderful time and were gone most of the day.  I'd taken a
couple of `Sports Bottles' from the frig and while resting in a field we
talked about it and about where it's mentioned in the Bible and who else
drinks it. He seemed to be comfortable with the subject. This morning's
event had gone well and he was willing to give it a try, since dad and I
were so much in favor of it.  Then a freakish thing happened.

Two other, slightly younger guys, came by on their bikes and had stopped to
take a leak against the split rail fencing.  I think they knew we were
there but went ahead any way----I think maybe trying to shock us.  I got an
idea and asked for JR's help.

"Let's really give them something to be shocked about.  I didn't get any of
your piss this morning in the shower.  How about you pissing into my mouth
and giving them something to gawk at."

He stood up and turned sideways so they could get a good look and then
slowly dropped his shorts, flipped his long cock several times and then let
go with a golden arc of juice.  It went directly into his mouth and I
gulped it all down.  As fast and as much as he could deliver.  The length
of his piss even impressed me, but then again, he probably had all that
morning juice and breakfast still in him.  It was really strong,
bitter-sweet and I knew that I was gonna enjoy getting it from him as much
as from dad.  Now I had two resources of this golden nectar to fulfill my
insatiable appetite.

The guys were watching us with bugged eyes. We may have started another
generation of piss lovers. I know they rode off giggling at one another.

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Mom was about to leave for work when we returned from our bike ride.  She
was glad to know we were home and safe. She commented on what a pleasure it
was to have JR around so that I wouldn't be left alone during the summer
months.  She still feels guilty about working when she should be home
taking care of me.  I constantly had to remind her how old I was and that I
was responsible enough to be left on my own for a few hours.  She agreed.

We both watched her drive off and as if on some signal we both said,

"Let's fuck some more!"

We left the bikes outside at the side of the garage and raced into the
house, kicked off our sneakers in the garage and our shorts as we were
running through in the family room, just leaving them where they fell.  We
headed up to my room, taking two steps at a time.

I jumped onto the mattress and he landed on top of me.  It was my time to
hold his head in both hands as he positioned himself squarely on top of
me. We kissed and kissed, humming loudly.  As he made his way across my
face I reached around him to fine the hole in his ass, but couldn't find
it.  He shoved his pelvis into mine.  We were excited but neither had
roaring boners yet.

As we played along, enjoying every minute, I had this image of dad coming
home and finding his son getting fucked and that thought brought me to a
full, rock hard boner.  With that, JR produced one also and we just twisted
and rubbed them together. When we both felt the urge, we knew we were to
close to a climax. We just separated, and just lay beside one another,
breathing heavily. I said,

"Let's not rush this; we have all the time in the world and I want to make
it last as long as we can. This mornings' was to short. I'd thought fuckin'
would last as long as pissin' but it doesn't. "

He added, "OH it can if ya pace yourself.  I don't remember where or when
but I DO know that I've been fucked or have fucked for a very long time. I
too, prefer is slow and easy.  Like jackin' off: I often stop just before
climax and then start it up again and again.  Sure does piss-off my body
when all it wants to do is to shoot cum."  We both just giggled like little
boys who had said something naughty.

We automatically got into a 69 position and began to suck on our hard
cocks.  With the pain and pleasure I'd felt this morning with his cock so
far up my ass, I was determined to shove his whole dick into my mouth and
down my throat.  It took several jabs but I was able to do it and I didn't
even gag.  I was so pleased, so proud of my accomplishment, that I did it
time and time again. I guess I got him so turned on again that he pulled
away from me so he wouldn't shoot prematurely.

"Ready," he whispered.

"MORE than ready.  OH fuck me. PLEASE fuck me!"

With that he slid over me, drew my legs to my chest and began to lick and
slobber saliva all over my ass and then spat a wad on his cock I took over
the control of my legs, pulling then as close to my chest as possible as I
wanted to see everything he was doing to shove his massive cock into my
body.

He knelt behind me with both of his hands on my cheeks, spreading them
apart so he could see my eager hole and with one direct shove, his steel
rod was entering my body. There was no cock flipping up and down, looking
for my hole.  He was eager and ready; I was more than ready and he impaled
me with the full length of his javelin.  The tonsils of my shit tube, that
inner connection `tween my intestines and bowel track, could now experience
what my throat had just experienced.  YES, I felt it and it did hurt a
little but only for a moment.

I followed every movement of his face and body. He withdrew and quickly
shoved it back and each time it hurt less and less; felt better and better
each time. I was really enjoying this and knew it was going to last a long
time.

I was soooo excited at being fucked, face to face, that I just reached over
and past my thighs and with my hands digging into his ass, tired to help
push him in even further.  I'd never felt so at-one with another being. My
heart was bounding.

As he slowly pumped away, bouncing me on the mattress, his mouth found mine
and we began to nibble each others lips and tongues. Our rhythm has slowed
to almost nothing `cause I think he was ready to pop and he too wanted it
to last longer.

Then the pace picked up again and he began to shove his cock in from one
side and then the other. Now his cock-head was scraping the other side of
my intestine. It seemed to be widening the channel. This brought back some
of the pain but I didn't give a damm; I was becoming addicted to such
pleasurable pain.

The pain was replaced with the heat of friction and now it was pure
pleasure, ecstasy. We were bouncing up and down on the mattress and the
headboard was banging against the wall.  I couldn't see it but I just KNEW
dad was there, watching us and a chill shot through my body.  I began to
wail,

"OH yea...OOHH YEA...fuck me...FUCK ME harder, OH yea, OH yea, OH YEA, RAM
IT IN ME. I want it all... FUCK ME, OH yea, OH yea"

"OOOOHHHH you are one sweet little cunt.  Can't remember havin' an ass as
tight and eager as yours.

"I JUST LOVE FUCKING YOUR VIRGIN AAASSSSS.  You're mine now and I'm gonna'
fuck ya, till you can't take it any more."

Most of that came out as gibberish as we were bouncing around so much that
neither of us could make a clear statement.

The urge was to strong. I had to see.  I opened my eyes and sure enough,
through a crack between our arms and bodies, I could see a little of dad at
the end of the bed.  He was sitting on my desk chair, stark naked and
wickedly pumping a massive hard on as he watched his young virgin son
getting plummeted, fucked, by his newest son.

The bed was really rockin' now and I could tell from the increase in the
pace, that JR was ready to come. For the first time, without touching my
cock, I felt that electric urge shoot through my bent, pinned, body and JR
must have also because there was such a spark that I swear the lamps lit up
and he froze in that moment when he unloaded wad after wad after wad of cum
into my boy cunt.

The pulsating of our hearts and lungs said it all.  We just quivered and
shook in elation!

Dad knew exactly what was going on and when the climax had taken place.  He
stepped to the side of the bed and simply shot his massive load all over
our kissing faces.  It just kept coming and coming, until we looked like
the cookies Darrell had decorated.

I dropped my legs, smiling the broadest smile I could produce, looking
right at my dad.  JR stayed on top of me and inside of me.  I squeezed my
ass thigh so as not to let him go.  We were licking dads cum from each
others face.  Dad was stroking JR's back and arm.  No one said a word but
the moans and sighs of contentment said it all.

After several minutes dad whispered,

"I am soooo pleased that you've found one another and that you're having a
grand time.  This is what I've always wanted to happen but just knew I
could not do it myself.  You are a perfect match."

JR, hearing that, BOLTED off me and began stammering something about being
sorry.  He didn't mean to...,.. he was s o r r y.

They only way dad could shut him up was to take JR's face in his hands and
kiss him.

"It's all right.  You didn't do anything wrong. Stop worrying."

Dad sank down in my lounge chair while we stayed on my bed.  JR was on the
other side of me, holding his head up with arm, smiling at dad. We were
each licking up the cum dad had shot on us.

"You have no idea how much pleasure you've given me.  I haven't felt this
good in a very long time.  This feels so dammed right," dad said, with an
emotional crack in his voice.

The cum that I'd silently shot was still on my stomach and chest and JR was
gathering it up and finger feeding it to me. He offered some to dad but dad
just shook his head, saying

"Thanks but I'd rather sit here watching you eat it."

He still had a hard on and was gently pulling his foreskin way off and then
sticking three fingers into the skin sack.

"This has soooo turned me on and it's gotten me so charged up that I just
want to celebrate.  I'm also starving and could eat a horse.  What's say we
go out to eat, to celebrate.  Where?  I could go for a slab of ribs...how
about you?"

We both sat up and joyfully agreed.

"But of course you've gotta put some clothes on."

In a few minutes we were fully dressed, or at least as dressed as we ever
got, and climbed into dad's truck and roared off heading for a road side
restaurant, truckers stop, that was famous for its baby back ribs.  We each
had a full slab with all the trimmings.  At first we inhaled them but
toward the end, when we were stuffed, we just sucked every last particle
from the bones making silly remarks about the sucking and licking of
fingers.

Dad had several beers and we downed huge Cokes. They were also known for
their dark chocolate brownies of course topped with ice cream and chocolate
syrup.  I hadn't eaten that much since Thanksgiving and I could hardly
move.  We just sat there and talked and talked.  Fortunately there was no
one near enough to hear specifically what we were talking about but it sure
did feel nice being able to speak so frankly about sex, piss, cum and even
the mention of shit.

"This is a great place to `harvest'," my dad said but he'd forgotten to
bring a piece of glass, adding,

"But I think we've stored enough to last us the night"

That meal and conversation took several hours and by the time we got back
we were feeling pretty good.  We had time to digest the food and were back
on track sexually.  Dad pulled into the garage and secured it----knowing
what he was hoping would happen.

Of course our cloths came off on the way to the F.R. and that's when dad
pointed out that he just followed the trail of our dropped cloths when he
got home earlier and was pretty sure what had caused that abandonment.  He
said he popped a hard on getting' up to my room.  He was right.  We were up
in my room, loudly fucking away.

"I'm horny as hell; who's up for some more fuckin'?" he said rhetorically.

I wanted to fuck someone but JR beat me to it but I also wanted to see
someone else get fucked, so I said nothing.

"I wanna fuck your dad but I don't have that much left in me but I sure
would like you", looking at dad, "to fuck me.  It's been a long time but I
sure do enjoy getting plummeted."

"GREAT.  I've thought about fucking you since I saw you in the bed of my
dually," he said as he lay down on the F.R. carpet, playing with himself.

Looking at me, he explained this is one more way to fuck or be fucked.  He
motioned to JR to squat over his `flag pole' and he did. He stepped over
dad, looking into his face and very slowly sat down on his rod.  He easily
took all 8 inches of it and then after a few twists and turns to be sure it
was all in, he began to pump up and down, harder and harder, faster and
faster until within a few strokes he was completely off his cock but then
immediately regained control of it by plunging his eager ass all the way
down on it.  The sound of suction was amazing.

He picked up the pace and leaning slightly forward with his elbows on his
knees, began to move in the rhythm of a trot, and ride dad's pony down the
track, heading for the finish line.  The finish line must have been a mile
away `cause he sure did ride that cock a long time.  They were both
enjoying themselves so much that neither wanted it to stop and so it
didn't.

"Can we do it doggy style?"  JR said, with a twinkle in his eye looking
straight at dad.

"Sure. I'd like that position a lot." Dad said as they stopped and got up.

JR headed right to the sofa and leaned over the high back, spreading his
legs slightly apart, holding his ass straight out.  Dad stepped behind him,
placed his hands on JR's hips and aimed his ram rod directly into JR's
hungry ass.  There was so gradual pick up; this was full force, rapid
stride, fucking and bang away they did.  There was a lot of loud profanity,
which egged us all on.  I was working my cock as though it was the one
inside dad's ass.  It was awe-inspiring.

Dad was pounding JR's ass so roughly that the sofa was actually moving
across the plush carpet but neither of them wanted it to stop.  But, as
with all good things, this too came to a conclusion and dad collapsed over
the back of JR and reaching under his chest, began to pinch his tits as he
shot load after load of cum up his ass.  They were both panting like the
animals they were.

I was as excited about being able to watch my dad fuck someone as I was
about having him see me get fucked.  What a complete turn around in a
couple of hours. Would it ever get better than this?  I doubt it.

They straightened out the sofa and we all sat down, one on each side of
him, jabbering at what we had each seen and felt.  We were also each
playing with what ever was handy.  Realizing what dad liked, by being tit
pinched by him, JR began to suck and then nibble on dad's huge tits with
dad howling loudly.  It was a great way to wind down after such sexual
activity.

One part of the sofa conversation dealt with the `harvesting' comment in
the restaurant and another was the whisper dad made in my ear,

"I'm loaded.  How about you?"

"Sure am... but I don't think JR knows about this," was my reply.

Dad explained about the glass in the toilet which didn't seem to shock or
concern him.  Then he went on to suggest that we might demonstrate
something for him that we were sure he'd find disgusting-----and that would
be fine with us.  If it was, we'd never do it in front of him again.

"Yes, I'd like to see it; I doubt that it will shock me. I've liked every
part of sex that I've seen or heard about," he responded.

Dad moved to the carpet and I sat on his face as he brought his legs up and
over his chest, exposing his full ass.

"We really like eating each other's asses'.  Big time, for a long time and
for anything and every thing that comes outta them. It's taken me several
years to get to where I am now and I still have a way to go to do what I've
heard other guys doing but I'm working hard at it and loving every practice
session,"

I said to JR, with fingers from each hand digging into dad's ass.

I'd already begun to shit into dad's mouth so he couldn't say a thing.  He
was just chomping down everything I was offering him.  JR was just watching
me dig.  As I got a little out on my fingers, I'd bring them to my nose and
sniff away and then tongue lick them off, grinning broadly.  I went back
for more and more and the more I dug out, the more I ate.  Clump after
clump of very dark brown, barbecued, beef shit.  Then, to my dad's
amazement, I went further than I'd ever gone before.  This whole sexual day
had so turned me on that I'd have done anything.

Dad produced a solid 1 ½ thick rod of shit that stuck up and out of his ass
a good two inches and I dropped my mouth over it until my teeth and lips
were around his ass hole and I simply bit it off. I threw my head back and
began to chow down.  It took a few minutes but I was able to swallow the
whole rod. And this time it did taste rich, sweet, and barbecued.

I'd never been able to go back for seconds but this time I was going back
but before I could get to it, JR stuck his finger in my dad's ass and
pulled it out and it did have brown shit on it.  He sniffed it and then
sucked it off.  His face didn't go into the typical disgust mode.  He just
had that surprised look of what the hell have I just done?

I was still shitting into dad's mouth and he was eating everything.  There
was the sound of grunting and gargling and by the way he was signaling me
through his hold on my hips, I knew he was enjoying everything I was giving
him.  He too was eating more than I'd ever know him to eat.  This thing
about doin' it in front of someone else was a real turn on.  We were both
willin' and eager to show off so we did eat a lot more than we'd ever eaten
before and it was delicious---the best, sweetest, smoothest shit I'd ever
had.

Another two inches rose from his ass and I licked, sucked it for a while,
trying to decide if I was up to eating that much.  Then I had a flash of an
idea.

I closed my mouth and just smashed my face into the shit and smeared it
around his ass, thighs and my face.  When to looked up, I could see the
look of amazement on JR's face, and I just smiled, showing my tan teeth and
leaned over dad's ass.  JR got the gist of my movement and brought his face
to mine and we kissed.

"It always helps me to think of it as the dessert of this evening:
Chocolate brownies with bitter sweet chocolate syrup," I said quietly.

And after a minute or so, we kissed more and more until he was licking my
smeared face clean. By then dad had eaten all he wanted to and I stood up.
JR followed my lips, still kissing me--eating shit from my face.  He
wrapped his arms tightly around me. I reached for his cock and balls and
squeezed them hard.  I could tell he enjoyed that, as his knees began to
quiver.

There was a very long silence as we fell back into the sofa and dad lay on
the floor, licking his lips.  Finally we began babbling about this last
adventure, assuring JR that he may not get into this.  Others we know
certainly did not and that was fine on both sides.  It certainly isn't for
everyone.  Repeating what we'd said in the beginning: If he didn't like it,
we'd never do it again in front of him.

"It may take some getting used to but I can deal with that.  What I'd like
to explore or do to top off this evening, is to drink your dad's piss.
I've already tasted yours today.  How much different is your dad's?

"Tell ya what; lets go to the shower in the workout area and have a
communal shower and we can all piss our heats out."

When we got there we demonstrated the many ways the side nozzles could be
aimed and spread.  With just a gentle spray, we could all get warm and wet
and still have room to piss on or drink one another. JR dropped to his
knees and while I pissed on this head and back, dad smacked JR's face with
his limp cock until he sucked it into his mouth and dad began to piss away.
Slowly at first and then faster and faster until he couldn't swallow that
fast and it was running down his chest.

Still gulping, he stood up and sucked on his tit and I sucked in JR's cock
and he began to piss all the coke from this dinner.  It was sweet and a lot
but I was able to drink all he had.

When it appeared that we'd emptied ourselves, dad turned around and turned
up the force and heat of the shower. The full force was sending pin points
into our bodies, as we cuddled closely and turned around, as though we were
the three dancing virgins by Jean-Baptiste Corot.

I have never been so exhausted and at the same time so sexually spent.  We
dried each other off with the beach towels and headed back to the sofa and
clicked on a very funny comedy about transvestites and gays.  What didn't
seem funny to one, made the other laugh until we were laughing at
everything to the point of gagging in tears of laughter.

"Oh my ...look at the time.  Mom will be home soon and you'd better be
asleep when she gets here," he stated, with a firm smack to my ass.

JR said, "What about me? Don't I deserve a smack?"

Dad lovingly threw his arms abound him and squeezed him tightly whispering
in his hear,

"I'll show you how much I love ya" and with that he gave him a good, loud
whack with a cupped hand on one cheek and then another with the other hand.

He smiled in appreciation and as I followed him up the stairs, I could see
the white impressions his hand had made on this tight ass.

"See you early in the morning," he said as he entered his room.

"I'll be ready and waiting," was my reply.

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