Dad and I were always very close when I was growing up. He and mom had me when they were only 18. A rush to marriage ended in a divorce three years after my birth. Mom didn’t bother fighting dad for custody of me she simply wanted away from her life. Four years after she left, she was killed in a car accident on New Years Eve.

Dad never remarried and I only remember a few women in his life. Dad is an exceptional man who accomplished a lot throughout his life. As I was growing up he put himself through school eventually becoming an architect. Dad took good care of himself and had this body most men would envy. He has light brown hair and these big, deep blue eyes. I always had the finest things and the most incredible and loving childhood. Dad took care of me and in away, I took care of him. We were a happy family.

I probably knew that I was gay right around twe lve or so. I didn’t tell dad right away, even though I knew he wouldn’t reject me. Dad wasn’t like that. Besides, I needed to be sure myself. I think that’s about when my crush on my father started to develop. I remember the first time I thought about sex with him. I was thirteen with raging hormones. It was a hot day and we were in the truck on our way to get some feed for the dogs. Dad was in ripped blue jeans and a tight, white tank top. I remember seeing his right arm hold the steering wheel as his left was propped up on the window. The thick brown hair covered his arms. I could see the veins as they crossed their way down to his hands, over the many muscles that made up his forearm. The smell of musk was thick in the hot truck. I looked up at his strong square face and his five o’clock shadow. His lips were dry and smooth. His big blue eyes glared at the road. I was as hard as a rock and all I could think about was him holding and kissing me. Dad noticed my stare and smiled. “Son, you ok?” I had to literally shake my head to stop staring. “Yea, dad. I love you.” I said as happily as I could, but really wanting to say more. “I love you too, son. I love you more than you will ever know.” I smiled and looking out the window as we drove down the road, fanaticizing about my handsome dad.

I can only remember seeing my father naked one time. It was right before my eighteenth birthday and I was getting ready for school. Dad had overslept and was frantically betting ready. I thought he was out of the bathroom and in his room getting dressed so I popped in for a quick pee. There my father was naked. His beautiful hard body was perfect. He had a slightly hairy chest and belly that he trimmed. Then I saw his manhood. It was amazingly huge and snaked down his leg. I got hot instantly and had to turn around and run. I don’t think he even knew I was there.

My crush never stopped and in fact grew deeper. On my sixteenth birthday I knew I had to tell him that I was gay. I wasn’t afraid of what he would say, I was simply nervous. That was a great day. Dad woke me up extra early that morning, even though it was a Saturday. He seemed more excited about my birthday that I. It was six AM and a hearty breakfast was on the table. Pancakes, bacon, sausage, biscuits. It was all there. As I walked into the kitchen, dad had pajama bottoms on and a blue Old Navy t-shirt on. The sun lit up the room like never before and I could see my dad holding a plate of pancakes smiling at me. “Happy Birthday Son!” That’s when it hit me and hit me hard. My crush had grown to love. I was in love with my own father. I felt like a freak. Like a stupid freak. My own dad, who is this great guy, I am lusting after my own father! His beautiful smile hit me like a ton of bricks and as I glanced down at the pancakes and saw his giant horse dick again for the second time in my life. I could see the shaft snake down his leg and the outline of this huge head protruding right at me. As when I was thirteen in the truck I had to shake my head. “Awe, Dad! This is awesome! I love you so much! This means so much to me! Thanks!” Dad put down the pancakes on the table and motioned me over. My morning wood was even harder after seeing my dad’s own manhood. He grabbed me like always and gave me a great big hug. “Happy Birthday baby!” he whispered to me. This was unusual. Dad never called me baby. It was always son, or boy. Never baby. This made me so happy. My entire body tingled and grabbed him tighter; smelling his smell and feeling of his tight hard body. We both sat down and stuffed our faces full.

“Son got a big day planned for ya!” He said with excitement. Me with a mouth full of pancake said “Oh yea?” Dad smiled and he lifted his coffee cup towards his mouth. “Chew your food, son.” Son? I thought to myself. What happened to baby? I was kind of hurt. As I gulped down the last bite and took a big drink of OJ I looked at my dad and said “Dad, later tonight, I need to talk to you about something, if that’s ok?” Dad smiled put his coffee cup down and replied “Ok, sounds good to me. Now go upstairs and get dressed. Got something I wanna show ya.” Stumbling from the table in excitement I started running towards the stairs. I turned around briefly to ask him what I should wear, that’s when I first saw it in his eyes. Dad always looked at me with patient and compassionate eyes, even when I was a bad boy. But this time the look he gave me as he stared over my body was different. I connected right away with his eyes. Dad seemed to blush a bit and then said “Go! Hurry! Get dressed!” As I ran up the stairs I had this amazing feeling come over me. The man I was in love with, my own father, looked at me and noticed more about me than he ever had. Could it be? I thought to myself in excitement. Could it be that he feels the same way? No! I thought to myself. This is insane. He’s my father; he loves me, but not the way that I want him to.

By time I got dressed dad was already by the front room door. He was dressed up, a nice shirt, blue jeans and those old light brown boots. His hair was slicked back, a style I only saw on special occasions. He looked hot and rugged. Dad quickly opened the door and as I came close, put his hand on my back side, slightly squeezing it. “Hope you like her.” He said to me as he pushed the screen door forward. There, parked outside was a newly restored 1964 Ford Mustang, white with a blue racing stripe down the middle. I couldn’t believe it. “Dad! No freakin’ way?” Dad laughed hard, handed me the keys and said “Yea, she’s all yours baby!” There it was again, that word. Not as sensual as it was when he whispered it to me, but still it made me tingle. I don’t know if I was more excited about the car or the fact that he called me baby again. “Well let’s go!” he said to me as I stood in the door way. As he started for the car, I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. I couldn’t help myself. I held him tight pushing my body, my hips my face close to his. “I love you dad!” I said. He grabbed me tighter, “I love you too!” He said it without the son part. He let go and looked me in the eyes, we just stood there for a moment, starring at each other. Dad broke the emotional scene. “We gotta go, we’re gonna be late.” Dad pulled from me, I didn’t want him to let go.


That was an incredible day! He took me shopping at all my favorite places and I got to buy what ever I wanted. I felt like a spoiled little boy. My new car was filled full of bags and boxes from my shopping excursion. I couldn’t have been happier. I was with my dad, the man that I loved and having the most incredible time of my life. We went to eat at one of my favorite restaurants, a tiny romantic Italian place downtown. Dad let me have my first taste of wine that night, but was careful to warn me against drinking and driving. We had just ordered dessert when dad brought up the subject I was trying to ignore. “So, you said you needed to tell me something.” Dad asked as I took a big gulp of my Italian soda. I quietly put my hands on the table, took a deep breath and with my heart in my throat I said to him “Dad, what I am about to tell you is something that I hope you won’t hate me for. Dad, I’m gay.” Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt every drop of energy leave my body. I couldn’t look him now. I felt ashamed; I felt I had just let down the greatest man in my life. Dad grabbed my hand “Son, I know. I’ve always known, ever since you were a little boy. It’s who you are and that’s perfectly ok.” I knew dad would be accepting, but I had no idea he already knew or would be so gentle and kind about it. “Thanks dad!” I said as I hugged him. Dad quickly turned the conversation towards other things. I was so happy that night.

Two full years would pass. Dad and I became closer. We did everything together it seemed. I was never apart from him. My 18th birthday came and went with all the fun and excitement that filled my sixteenth birthday. Dad had taught me how to work out in the gym and we went four times a week. He had begun teaching me to respect myself, my body and my life. He told me about safe sex and warned against drugs and the like. This only made my love for him more intense. I was an adult now and dad was about ready to celebrate his 34th birthday. I was about to escape into the big bad world alone and I would have to do it without the man that I loved more than a father. I hated the thought.

Two months after graduation from high school and a big old party that celebrated my achievements, dad called me on my cell phone and asked if I could cook dinner for him and a friend that night. Dad never asked me to do this before. I mean I would cook for him, but usually if we had friends over we bought take-out. So I did as I was told, went shopping for dinner and started cooking it before he came home.

Dad was a little late, but so was dinner. I was rushing to get it done before him and his friend from work walked in the door. All the sudden I heard this big laugh from my dad as he opened the door. Then I heard a female voice. My heart dropped. I became sad instantly. I was never jealous of dad’s male friends; they were all fat, balled and ugly or married. But his female friends always made me upset. They would flirt with him and bat their eyes, trying to touch his hot body, wanting him the same way I did. This enraged me. This is my man, I thought to myself. What if he wants to be alone with her tonight? All kinds of thoughts ran through my head. I was enraged with jealousy. I usually ran to the door when dad walked in, but this time stood at the counter in the kitchen gulping down a glass of red wine.

“Son? Where you at?” Dad yelled. I said nothing. I was too upset. All of the sudden he walked into the kitchen with her by him. She was a tall, thin, young blond woman with an averaged sized chest. She was beautiful and I knew it. “Son, this is Sharon my new colleague at work, she just joined the team yesterday. Sharon, this is my son I told you about, Brian.” “Nice to meet you Brian." Your dad has told me so much about you.” All I could do was simply muster “Hi.” My dad looked at me strange and smiled. “Well, it smells so good in here. What are we having?” Veil Parmesan with angel hair pasta” I said smugly. “Glass of wine, Sharon?” I asked sarcastically as I poured the glass almost full, hoping dad would think she was a lush. She took the glass with a strange look on her face. “It’s Chianti, guess I should have made some fava beans with it”. My sarcasm continued. I became so enraged with jealousy. My father, the man that I loved, came home with a whore and he made me cook for her. What the fuck? I was so mad, so upset. My father just stood in the kitchen watching me as I was mean to her. I went upstairs to change, my clothes that I had on earlier were dirty from cooking, bedsides I wanted to show her up. I put on the tightest jeans I had and a tight almost too small shirt that showed my abs, my pecks and body. I wanted my daddy to see me, to notice me as he did when I was sixteen. I wanted him to lust after me.

As I came down the stairs my father was standing alone. She was in the bathroom, I could hear the water. I went directly towards him. I looked at him stoned cold in the face and asked him “Is this what you want?” He looked at me confused. “Brian, what’s wrong?” I stood there and shook my head. “It’s time you knew.” My eyes welled with pain as the three glasses of wine I had earlier finally took effect. “I’m in love with you dad! I have loved you for so long. I want you to be mine. Not hers. I want you to be with me! I am in love with you dad! I have wanted my own father in me. I have wanted to kiss you, to hold you, to have you hold me like you loved me. I am confused and hurt. I know you hate this, but I love you dad!” The tears rolled uncontrollably. I could no longer hold it in. “I am your bitch. I am your whore. I am your love. I will be anything you want! Just don’t be with her. Be with me daddy!” I cried out. My father just stood there, a confused and astounded look on his face. I quickly realized what I said and ran upstairs. I slammed my bedroom door and fell on my bed crying uncontrollably. My heart and my head was destroyed. I couldn’t think or function. I wanted him with me so bad! I wanted my dad to hold me and tell me he loved me like I loved him.

I heard some talking downstairs and soon the front door close. She was gone. The realization of what I had told my father came kicking at my head. I was ashamed, hurt and afraid of what the man who meant so much to me would tell me. I was so scared he would ignore me or worse, tell me to get out.

Soon I heard foot steps up the stairs. It was my father. I counted. One… two…three… all the way up to thirteen stairs, the age I was when I first fell in love with my father. A dead silence filled the air as no more step came. My stomach was in knots. My heart hurt so badly. I cried more. Soon I heard my own bedroom door open. “Brian, it’s daddy, can I please come in?” I whimpered as my gut tensed. “Dad, I am so sorry.” I cried out as I buried my head in my pillow. All of the sudden I felt this touch upon my shoulders. “Son, it’s ok.” I immediately rose, expecting the worse. He grabbed my face by my jaw and caressed me. “Brian, I fell in love with you along time ago. I had to hide my feelings and you know why. That night when you told me you were gay, I had to stop myself from forcing me on you. When you held me that day on your sixteenth birthday, my heart sank and I knew I was in love with my own son. I tried every day to forget about your embrace, but I couldn’t. I tried. I knew loving my son this way was wrong, but my heart couldn’t let go. I watched you sleep that night, hoping you would wake up and be with me. Hoping you would take me; let me hold you in my arms. I cried that night Brian. I knew my love for you was stronger than what should be normal. I took your head and held it as you slept. I felt your heart beat and your strong sense of being a man. I cried so hard that night. I watched as you slept so innocently. I laid next to you, holding my boy; feeling your every breath against my chest. You were only sixteen; there was no way I would take advantage of you at that time. But now, you’re a man, all grown. When you told me that you were in love with me, I couldn’t believe it. It was something I waited to hear from you for so long. You made me so happy.”

I was amazed and taken back. Dad just held my head as I cried. “Dad, can I please be with you? Please? I want my daddy. I want you so bad dad!” My father then said something to me that I will never forget. “Son, my beautiful baby, can I please be yours? Can I please be your man in your life? Can I give you my love forever?” It was like a dream. Was I dreaming? Was I insane? Did the man, my own father who I loved for so long finally give me the words I always wanted to hear? “Son, my beautiful boy, please say yes.” He said to me as he caressed my face. “Yes, yes, yes! Daddy, yes!” I said to him in so much excitement. My father smiled and looked me as he did on my sixteenth birthday. “Son, I will give you such a wonderful life. I will love you, I don’t care what people say, I will love you and be the man in your life, is that what you want son?” I took his face in my hands and kissed his lips so passionately. “Yes! Dad, yes! Please, oh please don’t ever hurt me again like tonight. Don’t ever hurt me again like that dad!” I begged of him. “Baby, I am so sorry if you felt that way. I never had any kind of intentions with her. She is just a friend. You, my beautiful boy, the boy who has become a man for me is the one I want. I will never hurt you like that again Brian. I swear to god! I want you in my bed, in my home, in my heart. Don’t ever leave me Brian.”

I immediately took this man, my father, my love, and wrapped my arms around him and pulled his ear close to my mouth. “Dad, will you make love to me tonight?” I asked in so much anticipation. “Boy, yes! I will make love to my beautiful boy. I will give you my love and my seed. I will show you how much I’ve always loved you.” The tears were gone and soon my passion ran high. My cock was harder than it ever had been.

Dad took my hand and held it to his heart. “Boy, my seed that I will give you tonight for the first time is what you were created out of. It is what I will give you. Will you have my seed son? Will you accept my love?” I just held dad tight and said yes. “Yes, dad, please! Yes!” My father then took my head and tilted it towards his mouth and kissed me. His tongue caressed my mouth, my teeth and my own tongue. He bit my bottom lip passionately and whispered, “I love you Brian, my boy.”

I have never felt this hold he had on me before. His strong arms and hands held me. Soon I felt his hand move down my right thigh, steady, strong and softly as he sucked on my neck. I was paralyzed with ecstasy. All I could do was moan. Soon he arrived at my ass and I heard him let out a passionate sigh. He rose up as if surprised. “What a hot ass, beautiful body!” he whispered to me. Dad then started to take off my tight shirt I had put on earlier. He didn’t bother with unbuttoning it; he simply tore the buttons off one at time, passionately. My chest lie there exposed; my abs twitching as he caressed my torso. He began kissing the middle of my chest, gently sucking with each pinch of his lips. I could feel his warm mouth navigate down to my belly button, and then his tongue darted straight into my naval. The feeling was incredible. My dick began to leak with pre-cum; I could feel it drench my underwear.

Dad was careful not to touch my cock just yet, he wanted that moment to be special; the first time he would touch his son’s manhood. The first time he would give his son such a pleasure. As he worked on my stomach with his lips, I grabbed his head to guide him. His hot breath against my torso made my cock spew out even more pre-cum. At this point I was drenched in slippery wet juices. My cock slid against my shorts as I unconsciously began humping the air.

My father could sense my excitements grow. He quickly made his way to my ear and whispered softly “Not yet, boy, just enjoy this.” Dad then rose up off the side of me, the soft light in the room lit up his eyes. He smiled as his lust for me grew. He slowly began unbuttoning his own shirt. I could see his hair escaping as each button gave way. His beautiful hard chest heaved with each passionate breath as he glanced over my body. Soon his shirt fell to the floor. He grabbed me up on my feet forcefully; he had never shown me such a force before. I was now shirtless as was he. Our torsos met and melded together as my father grabbed my ass with both hands and trusted me forward, kissing me hard. I began sucking on his tongue as if it was his cock. He opened his mouth wider so I could go deeper. He took one had off my left ass cheek and put in the on the back of my head, forcing me deeper inside of his mouth. He felt so strong, but safe. The taste of his mouth was that of wine. It was soft and warm, almost hot. His saliva began pouring into my mouth with each gentle suck. I had to swallow a couple of times. His rough face brushed up against mine. I could feel the bristles from his five o’clock shadow scratch my soft face. I didn’t care; this made me even more impassioned.

My father then pulled from me, his tongue slopping out of my mouth. He grabbed me by the shoulders and guided me down on my knees. He bent down to where I was. “Son, I am about to give you my cock. It’s big and it’s not easy to suck. But I know you’re a good boy and will make daddy proud.” He then rose up again. My face was directly in his crotch. I could smell that smell of musk as I did in the truck more than five years ago. I took his belt buckle and fumbled as I tried to unbuckle it. Soon it gave way. I then went for the button on his pants, my hands shaking. I could feel his hardness against my hands. Soon this giant cock popped out; a thick spew of pre-cum flew and wrapped around the shaft of his cock. It was so huge. 12 inches of pure man. He stood erect looking down at me, more pre-cum pumped out and hit my cheek. My father grabbed the back of my head and said to me. “It’s big, I know. Take your time boy. This is all for you. Enjoy it.” For the first time in my life I grabbed my father’s shaft, he moaned so deep and low. His pre-cum still glistening, I took the head of his giant cock and pushed the pee slit against my lips tasting my father for the first time. It was sweet and coated my lips like slick oil. I took my tongue and lapped up his juices from my lips. My father began to shake slightly. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, being careful to try and cover my teeth. I moved in closer taking a few inches before my gag reflex kick in. Saliva filled my mouth and tears rolled down my cheeks. I pulled it out fast and a giant wad of my saliva slid off his cock and hit the floor. “That’s ok boy. You’ll get better at this with time. It’s a huge cock, but baby daddy needs you to suck it and take all of it. Daddy needs this boy.” Not wanting to disappoint my dad, I immediately went back to it. This time I took a deep breath, opened my throat wide and gently, but slowly guided his cock down my throat. Again, after five inches were in I began to gag, this time I didn’t pull it out and dad simply held my head in pace. More of his cock began to slide down my throat. There was no more gagging as I could feel the head slide effortlessly down my throat. Soon my father’s pubes hit my nose, his balls braced against my chin. My father was completely inside my throat. He moaned and said “Good boy, Baby!” I pulled it all the way out slowly and took another deep breath and repeated the motion over again. I went a little fast this time. Soon I was no longer guiding my father’s cock down my throat; he was thrusting his cock in me. “Oh Brian boy, this feels so good. You’re such a good boy Brian! Daddy loves you so much” he said between thrust. My father’s giant cock was fucking my throat. It was too much of a mind fuck knowing I was giving my father such pleasure. This went on for about five minutes. Each thrust a little faster and more violent than before. My father was caressing the back of my head and neck as he fucked my throat.

My father wasn’t being selfish about making me suck his cock. I wanted it and he knew it. He wanted me to taste his seed before we actually made love. He wanted his boy to know about his love and what this meant to the both of them and how it would bring them closer.

My father didn’t stop with the thrust as he told me “Brian, baby, daddy is going to cum. When I do it will be sort of violent. I don’t mean to hurt you when this happens, but daddy needs you to swallow every drop Brian. Do you understand son?” All I could muster was a sound of “uh-hu” “Daddy loves you son. This is my love pouring down your throat; swallow every bit baby, for daddy.” Soon my father began going faster and more violent. He began hitting the back of my throat with a force that made my eyes well up. I gladly tried to open my throat more for my father’s juices that I anticipated. He grabbed the back of my hair, pulling it. “Suck it baby! Suck that giant cock for daddy.” Those words turned me on even more. “Swallow it baby! Fucking swallow my cum!” he said in a forceful way. ‘oooh…FFFUUUCCCKKK!!!” my father moaned as the first load hit the back of my throat. It quickly filled my mouth and I had no choice but to swallow. It tasted so sweet. It was so beautiful, like warm vanilla ice cream. The second load came out more violently and then the third and fourth string of my father’s beautiful seed filled my mouth. I kept swallowing feeling the warm juices run down my throat and into my stomach. “Don’t swallow anymore boy, just keep the rest in your mouth.” My dad ordered as he panted. I did as I was told and kept the last few squirts in my mouth. It was a huge load slurping around my mouth. My father pulled his cock out, making sure my lips never opened. After his cock was removed from my throat, I felt empty. Like it should stay there. He then forced me up, opened up his mouth and began kissing me passionately, swapping his own load and swallowing it. I was fucking amazed. My father was amazing. After the seed no longer lingered in our mouths, my father gently bit my bottom lip. Hanging on to it he asked me “How did I taste boy?” “Oh daddy, that was amazing. I loved it! I want more of it!” My father smiled and held my face. “Boy, you were the amazing one. I have never felt such pleasure before.” He said as he looked into my eyes. “Dad is so proud of you!”

My father remained hard and held me for a moment. “Now, it is time to make love to my boy.” He said with great passion. I was harder than I had ever been before in my life. The pre-cum finally soaked threw my underwear and drenched my tight jeans. My father took my hand and led me out of the bed room and into the bathroom. He started the shower up, adjusting the water as he looked at me lustfully. “We need to get cleaned up a bit first. I want my boy all nice and clean.” At the time I thought he just wanted me to be clean, later I would realize the shower was a symbol. He and I were washing away any doubt about our love for each other.

Dad stepped into the shower first and held my hand as he guided me in. His body was so beautiful. The water ran down his hairy chest causing my hard on to become more protruded. He still would not touch it. It wasn’t the right time. He turned me around and got me wet all over all the time whispering to me “You’re such a good boy.” He lathered soap all over my body, washing my face, my hands, my feet and finally my asshole. He still did not touch my dick. My father was still hard and every so often his cock would push up against me. He turned me around and handed me the soap and a sponge. I knew I was to wash him also. I began up towards his shoulders, caressing his arms. I moved towards his torso scrubbing softly. My father raised his left arm and I could no longer control myself, I immediately moved in and began licking his pit. “That’s it boy, take a little control. Daddy wants to pleasure you, but you need to know what you want also.” I kept washing my father until I got to his ass. I didn’t know what to do. He washed mine just fine, but his, I was afraid to touch. My father knew I was confused and scared. He took my hand with the sponge and slowly spread open one cheek. I could finally see my father’s pink manhole. It looked tight. I dropped the sponge and started caressing it with my fingers and soap. My father moaned lightly, pulling me back. The steam from the shower and the excitement of my lust had made me dizzy. I felt my knees starting to give. My father quickly responded by holding me up against the shower tile. “Let’s dry you off boy.”

Dad guided me out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me. As I was drying off, he just stood there, smiling at me. He shook his head “I am the luckiest man in the world.” I dropped the towel, my raging hard on still going strong. “No daddy, I’m the luckiest boy in the world.” Dad took my hand and again guided me, not into my room, but into his. He turned the bed down and laid me gently on the fresh sheets. “This is our bed now Brian, not just mine. Wait here boy, I’ll be right back.”

Dad put on a robe and walked down the stairs. I could hear him rustling around the kitchen. He soon returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses. “Son, set up on the bed for daddy.” I smiled and quickly jumped up; he sat next to me, naked. He poured a half glass of wine and handed it to me. He then poured himself a glass as well. “Here is to us son.” Dad said as he raised his glass and clanked it against mine. I took a big drink as he sipped his. The soft light from the bathroom lit the bedroom just right, not too dark, and not too bright. I could see my daddy’s face and his big blue eyes glisten. He smiled big. I finally broke down. “Dad, I …” Dad took my glass from my hand and kissed my mouth, interrupting me. “Son, tell me whatever you need to tell me. Be honest with your feelings son.” I took a deep breath and said “Dad, I want this night to be the best night of your life. I want to give you myself. When I swallowed you, it was the most amazing thing! What I’m trying to say is I want you in me, but I’ve never had a man inside me before. I want to please you daddy, I want you in me.” Dad just looked at me and was silent for a moment. “Son, I would love nothing more than to take your virginity. My god, boy, do you know what this will mean for both of us? My son, giving himself to me and your father taking your virginity? You will no longer be just my son after this. You will be my lover.” I grabbed his thigh tightly. “I know Dad. That’s what I want.” I said softly.

My father now knew it was the right moment. He slowly fed his had up my thigh to my balls. Intense waves of pleasure hit as his fingers danced around my big hanging balls. Pre-cum started oozing out of my cock head and soon dripped on my fathers fingers. Dad looked me deep in the eyes, took his fingers from my balls and began licking them. “You taste so sweet boy.” I moaned intensely as his other had grabbed my cock tightly. More pre-cum squeezed out. My father closed his eyes tightly and grunted. “That’s my boy. What a beautiful cock you have son.” It felt as if I was going to cum right then and there. Dad knew my stamina wasn’t like his. I was new to this whole thing and he knew I wouldn’t last long if he didn’t do it right. He slowly pushed more pre-cum from my shaft towards the head of my cock with his thumb. A huge gob came to the top. Dad took two of his fingers and lifted the pre-cum from my head to tongue and kissed me.

Dad gently laid me back on the bed and spread my legs. I knew my father was about to go down on my cock with his mouth. My cock started jumping around uncontrollably. Again he grabbed my balls and squeezed hard enough to hurt just a little. I moaned. “Relax boy.” He told me. The room began to spin as dad lifted my cock straight up and in one gulp downed my entire 8 inch manhood. Pure excitement and pleasure rushed over me like waves of electricity. I moaned loudly. Dad came up from my shaft to the head of my cock sucking down more pre-cum. He began teasing my cock by licking and kissing it, still holding onto my balls. I could hear my father as he sniffed my crotch deeply. He loved smelling me. Every time I moaned, he would go down harder, pushing his tongue against my shaft and licking up as he kept perfect suction. He did this for what a total of ten minutes or so, paying close attention to my moans and the tightening of my balls. Dad knew before I did when I was about to let go and unload. He started going faster. “Daddy! I am getting close. "Stop!” I begged him. Dad pushed my hand away and with one grip on his hand on my cock and the head in his mouth, he pushed down, sucking at the same time. Ahhhh….god!” Is all that came out of my mouth. I was unloading in my father’s mouth. “Daddy!” I screamed. All I head was my father gulping and sucking harder. Seven squirts later I was drained. Dad took the last little bit he saved in his mouth and brought it to mine. He kissed me passionately, not letting go of my cock. I could taste my own cum for the first time in my life. Mixed with his saliva, it was like tasting eggnog for the first time. It coated my throat as I swallowed it down. Dad proceeded to kiss me as he held onto my cock.

Dad pulled from my lips and smiled. “What a good boy you are Brian! Thank you so much for letting daddy taste you. I loved it. I love the way you taste boy!” “Daddy, thank you!” I started to tremble. “Thank you for doing that to me. I will never forget this daddy!” My father was still rock hard and so was I. I knew I could go all night long. Dad knew and so did I that it was time for him to finally enter me. As my father curled up beside me he laid his head against my shoulder close to my ear. “Son, what I’m about to do to you is something that will hurt you and give you the most pleasure you have ever felt in your life all at the same time. It will be very difficult at first but as you relax it will become more pleasurable. I am going to make you wet and make you want it before I ever penetrate you. I promise you will be begging me to sink it in. This again, my beautiful boy is how much daddy loves you.” I whimpered a bit and looked at my father’s face. “I am ready for you daddy to make love to me.” Dad took my face in his hands and said “Boy, I know you will make me proud. I know that giving yourself to your father is what you want, but more importantly what you need. This means so much to me Brian, my boy.”

Dad just laid there for about twenty minutes rubbing my chest and arms every once in a while whispering to me: “I love my boy”. Then my heart sank as I felt him stop. He slowly rose from the bed onto his knees. “It’s time baby.” He whispered. Dad gently guided my body on my stomach. He then lifted my hips up and placed a pillow under my pelvic region. My ass was darted in the air and my face buried in the pillow. Dad then softly spread my legs apart. My pink hole was perfectly exposed now. Dad slightly sighed as he said “What a beautiful man. What a beautiful pink hole.” I could again fill the pre-cum dribble out of my dick onto the pillow. Daddy gently slid one finger down my neck onto the middle of my back and down to my hole stopping only when he got very close. I then felt spit from his mouth perfectly land on my pink hole, then his thumb glided gently over it, rubbing it in; watching as my hole puckered. I moaned again loudly. I then felt a gentle bite on my right buttock then a lick that ran down to my balls. Dad licked them very gently then guided his tongue up towards my hole. As he got closer my moans increased. Soon his tongue was touching my hole. It was awesome! I screamed out “Daddy!” That must have excited him because just after that he opened his mouth and licked and bit my hole. Daddy didn’t stop from there. He kept going, gently at first then viciously. I was in ecstasy. He ate me out so good for more than thirty minutes, never once taking his hands from the cheeks of my ass.

Dad was right, I was wet and wanting him to insert himself in me. I began thinking of the pain, of the pleasure of my fantasy finally coming true. I could feel my hole opening up just as daddy told me it would. I was relaxed and enjoying every lick, every bite. Daddy then guided his tongue from my ass, going up my back and to my neck finally arriving at my ear. He whispered to me “Baby, it’s time.” I was too excited. “Fuck me daddy!” I demanded. “Fuck your boy hard! Let me feel you in me daddy! Please, oh god please!” Dad grabbed my head from the pillow and pulled it up. “This is going to hurt boy, do you understand. I will go slowly, I will be patient. Be a good boy for daddy and take it all in.” “Yes, daddy, I understand. I am ready.”

Dad startled my ass as if getting ready to ride a horse. I could feel his giant cock smack the crack of my ass hard. It was if he was trying to warn me again of the pain. Daddy took my mouth and covered it with his hands, being careful not to block my nose. “You are going to scream when it first goes in. I will stop you from doing that.” Dad’s voice was gentle, but very forceful. I knew he was serious and I knew there was no turning back. My dad’s giant hand covered my mouth tightly as I felt him guide the head of his cock towards my pink hole. I winced as he applied his cock head up against my precious hole. Again I felt a huge drop of spit hit my hole, this time daddy used his cock to rub it around. Dad then spit on his own cock then said “Boy, this is me making love to my beautiful boy.” Just then I felt the fist of his giant cock enter me. It was his huge head penetrating my virgin hole. The pain then became intense as the head entered deeper. Huge wafts of pain engulfed me. I tried to scream, but daddy wouldn’t let up. His hand became tighter around my mouth. Tears rolled down my face onto his hand. This excited him even more. I then felt the head pass my ring hole. My father stopped and I could feel is cock throb in me. “Ok, boy, the worst is over. I will sit here for a moment and let you adjust to my cock. Are you ok?” I shook my head yes, as I felt my hard on grow more hard. Dad began massaging my back with his one hand. I was still whimpering. He was very careful not to shove anymore in until he could feel me open up more. Dad then released his hand from my mouth. I took deep breaths. “That’s right Brian baby, breath, breath deeply. It’s ok, boy, your doing fine. You’re making me so proud of you. Daddy is so proud of his beautiful boy.” Dad then put both hands on my shoulders and massaged me gently. He kept whispering “its ok boy, daddy is right here.”

Five or so minutes later the pain that engulfed me was gone. I could feel my father in me and this excited me to the point I began to beg my father for more. “Please daddy, fuck me! Fuck me daddy! Fuck your boy daddy!” This made my father fall into a rage of passion. “Ok, boy, you begged me for it, here it is.” Just then dad pushed another two inches in me, watching as I breathed harder and harder. Then out of no where and no warning dad again covered my mouth. I felt like I was going to smother. I tried to wrestle free, but it was in vain. As he did this he pushed his cock, all twelve inches into me. Again the pain was intense, I tried to scream. Then the most incredible feeling I have ever felt came over me. The head of my father’s penis hit my prostrate. The pain quickly faded and I was moaning in pleasure. Dad knew the pain was over. He took his hand from my mouth again, but this time he slid his finger under my tongue. “Suck on that boy.” I did as I was told and started sucking my father’s finger. Dad then pulled a little of his cock out of my ass and gently and slowly shoved it back in. I moaned in pleasure. “That’s my boy, taking all his daddy’s giant cock. You’re a good boy Brian you’re making daddy feel so good son.” This made me more passionate. “Fuck me daddy! Harder, deeper, fuck me good daddy!” My father’s animal instincts then kicked in. I felt the full force of his body slam against mine. His cock was gracefully sliding in and out of me, deeper and harder than before. All I could feel was this giant snake invading my guts. This went on for another fifteen minutes. Daddy was fucking me good. I could hear him grunt and groan as each thrust pushed him closer to the edge.

Dad stopped and without missing a beat turned me over on my back, as his cock stayed firmly in my ass. I cried out “Oh my god daddy!” My dick flipped around, throwing pre-cum everywhere, some of it landing on my face. Dad then grabbed my dick and started jacking it up and down. His thrust grew greater and faster. “You like this little boy? You like my fucking cock in your pink pussy manhole? You like your daddy in you?” He damned of me. “Yes daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your son good!” I screamed out. “I’m gonna seed ya Brain, I’m gonna seed my little boy!” He said aggressively as he pumped even harder. His words and his thrusts were all I could take. Without warning I was shooting another load into the air. “That’s my boy!” dad screamed out proudly. My shots came out of my cock like a bullet out of gun, consistent and hard. I hit my own mouth and eye. I could feel my own seed dripping down my torso. My father was quick to start licking it up as he was still fucking me. Then passionately he began kissing me. Even though I had came, I didn’t want him to stop. “Fuck me harder daddy!” I pleaded with him. Just then my father shoved all twelve inches in me deep and let out a big loud moan. “I’m seeding your son! Daddy is coming inside you boy!” He yelled. He was thrusting harder, still remaining deep inside of me. All of the sudden he again kissed me this time I could feel his warm juices dump inside of my intestines. It was so warm I could feel every squirt. He kept pumping and dumping inside of me. It was so much cum that it started to drip out of my ass as he was fucking me. Daddy then slowed down and soon came to a stop. I could feel his cum swish inside of me and dribble out of my hole. He was breathing deep, but kept his cock firmly planted in my ass. “I love you Brian. You did such a great job son! Daddy is so proud of you! You took it like a real man, and that makes your daddy so proud!”

Dad then slowly slid his hard cock out of my ass. I felt empty, like something was missing. He then moved his mouth down towards my hole. Kissing it, and sucking some of his own juices out. He moved towards my mouth and again I tasted my father’s seed. He removed his lips from mine and pushed my mouth open with his finger. He then released the rest of his cum into my mouth. It was a big load. I gratefully lapped it up and swallowed. Daddy then laid on his back exhausted. I wrapped myself around him as I lay on my side, my hole still dripping wet. “I love you daddy!” I said softly. Dad held me tight and looked me dead in the eyes. “My beautiful boy, I love you more than you will ever know!”

We never showered again that night. Dad just held me tight and I fell asleep in his arms

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