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August 20th 06, 05:38 AM
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Suck me Daddy!!
Craig Chilton -- Help to make the USA Bigotry-FREE! wrote: This is a true story of the first time my dad and I had sex. If you get off on it good. Since I've read so many stories on the net about first time encounters, I knew that sooner or later I would want to share mine. It's not a 'big' deal and unlike the experiences I've read on the net, mine seems to be pretty insignificant, but I thought it might be hot for some guys out there who are into incest and dad/son sex. So here it goes. Starting when I was 5 I always had trouble with wetting the bed - every other night. So much so that my parents decided to take me to a doctor to see if there was something wrong with me. There wasn't of course, I just had an under developed bladder. I was the youngest of 3 kids and the most mischievous. My dad was a chemical engineer for a shampoo company and starting when I was 5 I would often sleep in his bed. My older brother was in college and my sister Jill was almost 16 and gone all the time. My mom worked as a sitter for people with disabilities, so she was often gone on the week nights. I guess my dad was lonely because he never minded me getting in bed with him -even if it was late and he was already asleep. Due to my bed wetting problem, I would wake up several times a night which never seemed to bother my dad because he was a sound sleeper. Anyway, around this time I remember always waking with a little kid erection. Every morning my dad would roll over, lift up the covers and pat my crotch area to see if I'd wet myself the night before. I never thought anything of it and it definitely wasn't sexual. If I had peed in the bed, the first thing we would do is take off the sheets and bring them downstairs to the washer. My mom HATED it when I slept in their bed because of that reason, but my dad never told her when I did and he didn't seem to care if I had an accident. It was around this same time that they started having a lot of problems in the marriage and when I turned 6, they got a legal separation. My mom moved in with her parents and me and Jill got to stay with my dad for the time being. During this time he seemed pretty depressed and I remember him drinking a lot more. Even so, he still let me sleep with him, especially now that mom was gone. I remember waking up in the morning with my little **** hard-on and as usual my dad would wake up, roll over and place his hand over my little dick. He sometimes would make jokes about my 'little pup tent' which I always dismissed. I don't know when it started to change really, but I remember seeing him get out of bed with his own **** hard on poking out the front of his shorts. I never got to ask him about it and he never seemed embarrassed or shy around me and I liked it that way. But the more I saw him, the more fascinated I became. I was fascinated by all of him. By his long hairy legs, by the hair on his chest and by the large erection in his shorts. Sometimes it was almost like he was parading in front of me to see what I would do and I became really curious and remember wanting to see more. I remember the time everything changed. I guess a lot of guys would think what happened was sick, but to this day it remains one of the hottest things that's every happened to me. I was still only 6 though. I'd woke up to hear my dad's alarm clock going off. It was a high pitched buzzing sound that I hated, but that morning he turned it off rather quickly. I remember laying next to him and feeling my little dick spring a boner. My dad then sat up in the bed, pulled back the covers and placed his hand on my groin. "You wet?" He asked me not looking down. I just nodded no and didn't say anything. For whatever reason I remember my dad leaving his hand on my crotch and could suddenly feel how warm and big his hand felt. I remember holding my breath wondering what he was doing, but then after a few seconds he actually squeezed my dick in the palm of his hand. He did this several times before removing it. I remember us both looking down at my little boy cock that was now sticking straight up in my shorts. My dad didn't say a thing, just looked at me, then looked back down at my dick and placed his hand back on my shorts. He slowly began to massage it back and forth and I remember how good it felt and how excited I was. I knew we were doing something 'bad' which made it all the more exciting. I really couldn't believe he was doing this. He kept squeezing my dick for what seemed like forever, then in one quick move reached his hand underneath the waist band of my shorts and grabbed dick with his fingers. I remember hearing him breath real deep when he did that and the feeling was INCREDIBLE. He grabbed my little boy dick head between his fingers and slowly felt up the length of my cock. He did it really slow like he was trying to remember what it felt like. I could tell he was getting excited too because he was breathing really deep. That's when he rolled over on his side to face me and then took his hand and pulled the waistband of my shorts down until my kid dick popped straight up. I remember it wasn't any bigger than 2 inches and the head was shinny. I remember my dad sucking in his breath again and mumbling something. I think he said, "damn it's hard" or something like that. He then went back and slowly grabbed my dick between his large fingers and began stroking it back and forth. I remember him whispering for me to 'just lay back and close my eyes.' I did as he said feeling the incredible pressure in my cock head and shaft as he jacked me. I still couldn't believe this was happening and didn't want it to stop. I remember he then went down and gently cupped my nuts. "Nice" he said. I do remember that. I was praying he'd go back to jacking my dick which he did. Then I remember sitting up and opening my eyes. I remember seeing that the front of his jockey shorts were stuck straight out. His dick was hard as a rock. I was mesmerized. I remember looking up at him. He was grinning and he had a sexual look in his eyes. Everything from that point seemed to happened in slow motion. Without saying a word, he reached down, pulled back the waistband of his shorts and showed me his hard cock for the first time. It sprang up and slapped up against the trail of dark hair on his stomach. It was ****ing incredible. I still remember the large lemon shaped head and the way these veins stuck out along the shaft. Most of all I remember looking down into his shorts and seeing all this dark brown hair. There was so much of it. My dad was just sitting there watching me. I was too scared to move. I remember him telling me to touch it, but I couldn't. I just couldn't do anything. That's when he took my hand and placed it on his dick. I felt a bolt of electricity shoot through me when he did that. His dick was hot and hard and rubbery and unlike anything I could have imagined. I remember him wrapping his large hand around mine and slowly using my little hand to jack himself off with. I remember him laying back in the bed and then motioning me to sit up and come closer to his side where I could get a better look. At that angle, his dick looked longer than ever. I guess it was around 7 inches and he was uncut which I didn't know then. Anyway, he took my hand and placed it back on his dick. I remember just grabbing it in my fist and slowly squeezing it not knowing what I was doing. I remember my dad closing his eyes and moaning really soft. He didn't say anything. I remember him spreading his hairy legs and seeing his big ass balls. They were so hairy and I actually thought they were kinda gross at the time. Then he took his hand and placed it around mine again and slowly started to stroke himself off. I remember him starting to breath really hard and moaning to himself. I still couldn't believe I was playing with my own dad's dick. Suddenly he lifted up his legs and held my hand really tight. I felt his dick pulse and suddenly he started shooting all over his hairy chest. He shot so hard, the first few spurts landed on his chin and neck. I remember him moving his legs back and forth and feeling some of his cum land on my bare legs and arm. I was surprised and excited and scared all at the same time. Then my dad finally relaxed and let my hand go. It had cum on it and I remember lifting it to my nose and smelling it. It smelled funny and I remember my dad watching my expression as I did it. He then smiled and reached down and grabbed my little dick which was still hard as a rock. He jacked it a few times and just shook his head. I could tell he was turned on by me, but didn't know how to say it. He also looked ashamed and guilty at the same time and I remember he quickly got up, went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I remember his dick bobbing in front of him as he walked and the cum dripping off the head. It was ****ing hot looking back and I wish it had happened more often. Unfortunately it didn't. My mom and dad reconciled a few months later and got back together. After that nothing else happened like it even though to this day I still fantasize that I'd gotten to do more with him. Just wishing I knew what I know now! Did your Granddad guide your father's cock into your little love hole? |
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