                    Helping Dad
                 (Adult son/Father)

Chapter 1

Back in the days of Universal Military Service, better known
as "the draft", I opted for 3+ years in the Navy and some
education and decent training instead of two years in the
Army crawling around in the mud and cleaning an M1 rifle.
About half way through my obligation I came home for a
welcome 14 day leave near the end of June. School was out so
my dad, a janitor at the high school, was working days
instead of his usual graveyard shift and he couldn't pick me
up. I had arrived on the Greyhound late in the morning and
had shared a cab with some young guys who were on their way
to the Army post a ways past the school.

I got to the school about lunch time so I joined my dad and
the other janitors to shoot the breeze for awhile. I got a
couple of cookies and a half sandwich, and there was plenty
of coffee and lots of pleasant banter. I knew most of the
janitors as I had worked there part time while I was in high
school. They were asking me about the Japanese women, if
they were good fucks and if it was true that their pussies
were slanted like their eyes.

One old guy said "Forget about the gals, how are those young
sailor boys?"

I told him I didn't know. Although most sailors joked about
it, and many probably even considered it, any sort of
homosexual activity was illegal and would get you a
dishonorable discharge. As they say, "Penetration, however
slight, is sufficient to complete the offense." After some
more good-natured ribbing I did admit that there were a
couple of young sailors that I had thought about getting in
the sack with!

After lunch talk turned to work and that the gym floor had to
be refinished that weekend. It was a hot stinky job as the
windows couldn't be open and the ventilation system had to be
shut off so there wouldn't be any dust blowing around to ruin
the finish.  You also had to wear long pants and long-sleeved
shirts so you weren't dripping sweat all over because moisture
would also mar the finish. After much discussion my dad and I
volunteered to do it. It would give me a few extra bucks, and
my dad would get Monday off to make up for it. We would start
about noon on Saturday so there wouldn' be anybody else in the
building and then work until it was done. We figured about six
straight hours of non-stop work. Then one of the other guys
would come in Sunday afternoon and open the windows and turn
on the fans so the place would air out by Monday.

My dad and I decided we would take a change of clothes and a
sack of sandwiches and stuff. Then we could shower in the
locker room, and then go to the drive-in to watch a movie
and have our sandwiches and beer. We had gone to the
drive-in a lot after my mom had died when I was 16. It gave
us a chance to talk about a lot of things without being
disturbed by phone calls and visitors and there was also a
sense of closeness that I never felt in the house where we
both had lived with my mother, and his wife, while she was
alive.

It was an unusually hot day for that time of year and the
gym had to be near 100 degrees when we got there. We 
finished in just over six hours, cleaned up the tools and 
headed for the locker room for a welcome shower and 
some clean clothes.

As we stripped off our sweat drenched clothes I admired my
dad's cock. I had seen him naked many times and his penis
always fascinated me. I remembered that I had been admiring
it that morning also.

At home the doors to the two bathrooms faced each other
across a small alcove, and the washbasin in my dad's
bathroom was right inside the door. I had come out of my
bathroom and my dad was standing in front of the wash stand,
completely nude, shaving and I could see his cock very plainly.

When it was soft it was about the size of half a polish
sausage. About seven inches long and it looked like it was
nearly two inches in diameter. And it was wrinkled like the
inside had shrunk and the outside hadn't. Not at all like
mine.  Although I was a generous and fairly thick seven
inches when hard I shrunk up to the size of my thumb when I
was soft. I often wondered how big Pop was when he got hard!

Now I couldn't restrain my curiosity. "Has your cock always
been like that?" I asked, hardly able to take my eyes off of it.

"Well, yeah. Almost since I first started beating off," he
answered, reaching down and pulling and shaking it a little.

"Can I touch it?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, go ahead," Pop said without even pausing to think
about it.

I reached over and slowly put my fingers around his cock. It
was the only one I had touched but my own for 10 years or
more. I squeezed it a little. It was firm, but not hard.
Without really thinking I pulled on it a little, curious to
see if it would stretch any.

"Turn-about's fair play!" Pop said, as he quickly reached
over and grabbed my pecker and started jacking it.

I was a little startled, to say the least, but it felt good
to be stroking his cock while he was stroking mine, and I
was suddenly as horny as a three-peckered billy goat!

"Ummm," my dad sighed after a few seconds. "That's 
enough of that.  Let's get that shower or we'll never make 
it to the movie!"

It took me a half second to realize the implications of what 
Pop had just said, and I suddenly realized that I was ready 
to go a lot farther with what we had been doing!

We went in the shower, which was just a large tiled room
with a bunch of showerheads. I went to the nearest corner,
turned on several of them and aimed them so we were getting
really drenched from two different directions. I remarked to
my dad that right now it felt better than sex!

He chuckled, "Well, close anway!"

As we stood in the pounding spray and relaxed we continued
the conversation that had been going off and on all day. Sex
and women. I was telling my dad, actually nearly bragging,
about the Japanese B-girls and the Hong Kong prostitutes and
the few American, or "round eye," gals that I had managed to
get my cock into. My dad was relating his experiences in
Panama and Hawaii when he had been in the Army between 
WW-I and WW-II.

What with all the talk about sex, the hot steamy showers,
and thinking about having his big cock in my hand just a few 
minutes ago, I was getting an erection, and I noticed that
my dad was getting one too. I remarked that I was getting
pretty horny from all the fuck talk and "positioned" my cock
a little, and stroked it a few times. My dad said he was
getting pretty horny too and pumped his cock a few times
also.

As we stood there, both of us idly playing with our cocks, I
thought back over the conversations we had engaged in over
the past few days. Some of the things Pop had said had
sounded a little strange. Like maybe he had some sexual
experiences with men as well as women.

We didn't have any wash cloths so we had to soap up our
hands and use them to scrub the six hours of sweat and grime
off our bodies. I was trying to reach around and scrub my
back but wasn't being very successful.

"We should have brought a bath brush."

"Hold still," Pop said. "I'll scrub your back and then you
can do mine."

I turned around, leaned over a little and put my hands
against the wall. My dad was standing along side of me and
started scrubbing my back real hard. His hands were a little
rough and scratchy from many years of hard labor and it felt
really good after the hard work we had just finished.

As he moved his hands up and down my back I looked back
underneath me and I noticed that the soap suds were running
down the crack of my butt, then over my balls, and dripping
off the end of my cock.  It looked like a big stream of jism
spurting out onto the tiled floor. And, my pecker appeared
to be more erect now than it had been a few minutes ago. Was
I getting aroused by my dad? I flashed back to the sexy talk
of before and the thoughts I had about some of my young
shipmates. And my thoughts I had when his big cock was in 
my hand while he pumped my pecker. And I was getting even 
hornier! I thought to myself how wierd is this? My dad washing 
my back and me getting hot and horny from it! I wondered if 
it was having a similar effect on him?

"Pop, you ever make it with another guy?" I asked. 

"Well ... Yeah. Quite a few times when I was a kid and many
more times when I was in the Army," he said. "Why?"

"Well, I'm getting so damn horny I can barely stand it!" I
replied. "And, I think I'm getting a hardon. Are you getting
horny too?"

Pop reached under me and grasped my cock with his big soapy
hand, much like he would grasp a cow's tit, and stroked it
a couple of times.

"Yeah, you're gettin' a hardon alright," he said
matter-of-factly, and then let go. "And I think I'm 
getting one too. What do you think?"

With that he took one of my hands and moved it down onto his
cock and held it there for a few seconds. When he let go he
didn't act like he wanted me to stop, so I didn't.

He scrubbed further down until he reached my lower back,
about where my butt crack started. I didn't say or do anything,
and he just moved right on down lower until he was scrubbing
and massaging my butt cheeks. It felt really good and I
wiggled a little and let out a little moan, and I heard a
soft moan from him over the noise of the showers. I knew
that I had an erection now. Not the biggest I ever had, but
well past semi-hard. It was at the point where you can feel
the skin stretched and the heart beats in it.

He started slowly scrubbing in my crack and I could feel his
fingers rubbing my butt hole with soap suds.

I still had my hand wrapped around his cock and was slowly
pumping it, but suddenly Pop stopped scrubbing and rubbing
my asshole and stood away from me. "My turn now," he said,
as he leaned against the wall as I had been doing.

I soaped up my hands and started scrubbing Pop's back, up
around his shoulders and then down to the middle of his
back. I was standing alongside of him and he dropped one of
his hands and reached over and gently grasped my cock.

"Have you ever made it with another guy?" he asked.

"Uh .... no," I gasped, barely audible from surprise and
excitement.

"You think today might be the day you decide to give it a try?"

"Well, .... err ... ummm. I am pretty horny and I guess I'd
try about anything right now."

"Ok," he said. "You just keep doing what you're doin' and
we'll get to it."

Pop kept stroking my cock and I kept scrubbing his back as
he had mine, working my way down to his buttocks. I started
washing in his ass crack and he moaned a little and pushed
back against my fingers! I got the idea and started rubbing
his butt and massaging his bung hole harder and a little
slower. At first his anus was scrunched up tight but as I
rubbed on and around it it seemed to relax and he started
sort of following my fingers by moving his ass and he was
pushing it back at me harder than before. I got that hint
too, and started pushing my fuck finger into his asshole. I
was only in a little way when he pulled away a little, so I
stopped pushing and I could feel the sphincter muscles
relaxing.

"Put another finger in me, son. It's been a while so I'll
need some stretching."

I put my ring finger alongside my fuck finger and pushed
them slowly into my dad's asshole.

Suddenly he pushed his butt back towards me and I had both
my fingers up his ass as far as they would go! I worked them
in and out and my dad was thrusting back at me and I was
fucking my dad's asshole with my fingers!

My dad was slowly stroking my cock and I was slowly fucking
his ass with my finger and I was getting hotter by the
minute. Then I heard my dad say, "Go ahead, son, take your
fingers out and shove your cock up there."

I couldn't believe what I heard, but his actions were
telling me I hadn't mis-heard him. My cock was plenty
slippery and his hole was also slippery and loose. I stood
there with my cock now hard as steel and two fingers up my
dad's ass and thought just briefly about what was going on.
I was going to fuck my dad in the ass, that's what was going
on. Lots of guys did it to each other and we were consenting
adults and he had just consented.  In fact he had explicitly
requested it!

As Pop bent over even more I moved around so I was right
behind him and slipped my fingers out of his ass. To my
surprise it didn't close up, and I took my cock in hand,
leaned forward, and pressed the head of it into his slightly
puckered hole. I felt resistance and then felt it relax and
as I pushed harder it opened up more and the head of my cock
penetrated my father. He pushed back towards me, urging me
on. I grabbed him by the hips and pushed harder, pumping his
ass with short strokes, slowly, enjoying my first
penetration of an ass hole, going a little deeper each
thrust. My dad was thrusting back in time to my strokes and
I could hear him, "Ahh, Unnngg, ahhh, unnnngg" in time with
our movements. I was gasping, "Oh Pop .... Oh Pop ..." as I
filled his hole and shoved my cock up his ass until I
couldn't get it any further.

I had my entire cock buried in his ass and we both
stopped for a few moments. I could feel his rectal and
sphincter muscles pulsing around my cock and I could feel my
balls rubbing against his. The feeling was too erotic to
take and I had to start pumping, sliding quickly out about
half way and slowly thrusting back in, fucking my father in
the ass, as we both moaned and groaned our lust in time
with our fucking. My dad's ass was tighter than any pussy I
had ever had and the feeling was so erotic I completely
forgot where I was. I was just fucking a really tight hole,
and it was so warm, and the showers made a noise like rain.

As nearly always happens during sex, somebody comes, and it
was me. I could feel the pressure building in my balls and
my cock, and because of the tightness of his ass I knew this
would be the best I had ever had. "Oh god, Pop, I'm going to
come!" I moaned. "Go ahead son, go ahead" he said and pushed
back against me as I slammed my cock into his ass as far as
I could and pumped him full of my hot cum. I heard him
saying "Yes, yes, yes ...." in time to my thrusts and
fireworks went off in my head as I emptied a gallon of jizz
in my father's hot, slippery, ass hole.

I just stood there for several minutes, leaning aginst my
dad's butt and nearly laying on his back. By the time I
could think straight again my cock had gone limp and shrunk
itself out of his ass. I stood up and my dad straightened up
and turned and put his arms around me and hugged me.

"That was really fantastic," he sighed. "I haven't been
ass-fucked that good since before I met your mother."

"Now let me do you," He said as he slipped his hand down over my butt
and slipped a finger into my crack and lightly rubbed my ass
hole. The other hand grasped my cock and slowly pumped it.

"Uh ... mmmmmm ... ahhhh ... Ok," I said hesitantly. I slid
my hand in between us and found my dad's fully erect prong
below mine. My god it was big! I couldn't imagine having
that piece of meat in my tender little ass. It must be 10
inches long if not longer! But I was excited, both with the
idea of receiving my first anal penetration and even more so
by having it done by my own father.

Pop assured me it wouldn't hurt, and that he would take it
easy so I would enjoy it as much as regular fucking, maybe
more! I had played with my own asshole before and even stuck
my finger in it a couple of times, but it felt strange. My
dad explained that the usual cock isn't much bigger than a
big turd, and most people manage to pass them without much
trouble. Just relaxing was the secret.

I bent over and leaned against the wall as he had earlier and 
he began firmly scrubbing my back. It felt good and was very
relaxing. About the time it felt like I was going to fall
asleep Pop slid a finger down my butt crack and started
lightly massaging my bung hole.

That brought me awake and I jumped a little, but it also
felt good. My dad said to relax, and slowly pushed a finger
up my ass as he rubbed and massaged my back, helping me to
relax. He soon had his entire finger in my ass and was
slowly pumping it in and out and massaging my hole. My god,
I thought, now my father is finger-fucking my ass and pretty
soon he is going to have that big cock of his in there too!
I was excited! My head was spinning, I was breathing hard,
and I was getting another hard on!

I felt Pop pull his finger out and then he told me he was
going to put two fingers and then three in me to help me
loosen up before he put his cock in. I heard his hands
working up a lather with the soap and then I felt his
fingers slipping into my ass. I relaxed and pushed back
against his fingers, letting him know I was ready. It felt
so good, I couldn't imagine what it would feel like with his
huge dick forcing it's way into my virgin ass.

He fucked my ass with his fingers for a few minutes as I
humped back in rythm with him. I couldn't wait any longer.
I wanted to feel that big dick in my ass. I wanted to feel
what it was like to be penetrated.

"Pop, go ahead and slip it in. I'm ready."

"Are you sure?" he asked. "I only have two fingers in you."

"I'm sure. I want to feel your cock in my ass just like I
had mine in you."

"Well, you better at least try three fingers first!"

With that he pumped my ass with two fingers a few more times
then slipped them slowly out. Then I felt pressure against
my ass again and felt his fingers sliding back in, but they
kept getting bigger and bigger! 

"Oh shit!" I cried. "What is that, your whole hand?"

"Nope. Just three fingers. Now relax and I'll loosen your
young ass up a little more."

Pop pushed his fingers in slowly and kept pumping them in
and out and twisting them around and around. I was getting
pretty relaxed and it was feeling real good.

"Are you ready for an ass fucking?" he asked.

"Yeah! Go for it!"

He pulled his fingers out and placed one hand in the small
of my back. I felt the head of his cock rubbing up and down
the crack of my ass and I started breathing harder from the
excitement of it. He pressed against my bung hole and said
to relax and let him do everything. I did, and he pushed
harder. I took a deep breath and exhaled and forced myself
to relax and the head of his prick popped into me. I gasped
at the sudden feeling. I felt a little pain, more like
stinging, and I was glad he had gone with three fingers! 

It was nothing like his fingers had been. It was a real hard
and hot cock. Even more exciting it was my fathers cock. I
was getting my first ass fucking from my father, and he was
obviously experienced.

Now, he put his hands on my hips and held me firmly and
pushed against my ass some more. I could feel his cock
slipping into me and I could feel the head of it inside me
as it spread apart the walls of my rectum. I felt no pain
now, just a fullness and pressure. For awhile there was
nothing else. Just my ass hole and my father's cock sliding
into it. He was pumping his cock in and out, going a little
deeper with each stroke. I thought it would never stop. It
felt like it was up to my throat and was going to come out
my mouth. That made me think of having him in my mouth and
about then I felt his balls hit mine and his hips against my
butt and it was too much for me to take.

My dad and I had never used any profanity around each other
or around the family, but my emotions overcame my habits and
I groaned, and shouted,

"Oh god! Fuck me Pop, fuck my ass, fuck me!!"

He started fucking me slowly, first short strokes then
longer ones, and I was now screaming, "Fuck me! Oh shit ...
Fuck ... Oh god ... unnnggg  ohhhh " and on and on. I have
never been overly vocal during sex, but that time I was
screaming my head off. It is a good thing there was nobody
else in the building!

My dad kept fucking my ass and we were getting wilder by the
minute. He reached around me and grasped my cock in his hand
and started jerking me off at the same tempo he was fucking
my ass. I felt his cock getting bigger and he was panting
like a steam engine.

Then he let go of my cock and grabbed my hips with both
hands. "I'm cumming son, I'm cumming" he said and fucked me
even harder. 

"Oh fuck yes, Dad! Fuck me hard!" I shouted.

He started grunting and groaning and I could feel his cock
pulsing as he shot his cum in my ass and I started squeezing
his cock in time with his thrusting.  My dad was cumming in
my ass, my ass was spasming, and we were both shouting!

Once again I nearly passed out and I kneeled on the floor
and then stretched out. My dad still had his cock in my ass
so he had to follow me down and lay on top of me. We lay
there for several minutes with the hot showers running over
us. I eventually raised up my butt a little and my dad
pulled out. We stood up and soaked under the showers for
several more minutes. 

I reached over and took his big cock in my hand and lovingly
pumped it and squeezed it. Pop moved closer to me and
wrapped one of his hands around my still hard pecker. We
hugged each other and stood there, slowly jacking each
other, with the hot water beating down on us.

"I'm glad we did this, Pop."

"Me too. I didn't offend your moral sensibilities, did I?"

"Hell no! I'm a sailor, remember? We have have no morals!"

"I suspected as much!" Pop laughed. "Feels like you still
need to get off." He squeezed my cock and chuckled.

My cock was getting even harder and I could feel my dad's big
hardon pulsing as I pumped him.

"Yeah, my nuts feel like they are about to explode, but then
that will be it for a couple hours or more," I replied. "How
about you?"

"I feel like a young kid!" Pop chuckled, "I can cum at least
once more!"

"Well, what do you suggest we do?" I asked.

"I would surely love to get my lips around this hard cock
and feel it spurting hot cum in mouth," he said, as he
pumped and squeezed me.

I almost came all over his hand, just at the thought of it!

"Shit, that sounds good to me, but I'm not sure I am ready
to reciprocate."

"That's OK," he assured me. "You just keep on doing what
you're doing and if you feel like doing more you don't have
to ask my permission!"

He guided me down to the floor so we were laying on our
sides in a 69 position, then he wrapped his arms around my
waist and slid my hot cock into his mouth.

At one point Pop had a finger up my asshole as he sucked my
cock down his throat, and I had his monster prong in both
hands, pumping it as fast as I could. We came within seconds
of each other, me shooting my cum in his mouth, and his big
hose sprayin his cum all over my face and chest.

He turned around and we hugged each other. I really got off
on the feeling of his cum on me and the slipperyness of it
as we hugged each other.

We washed off, left the showers, put on our clean clothes
and headed for the drive-in. The first show had just started
when we got there.  We found a spot in the back row between
a delivery truck and a panel truck.

The back row was the unofficial spot for smoking pot,
teenage drinking and serious sexual activities.  Petting and
necking took place all over but for real serious fuck-your-
brains-out sex you parked in the back row. Also, if you had
anything bigger than a regular car you went to the back row,
so there were quite a few trucks with sofas and easy chairs
or just mattresses in the back that were parked there also.
So, unless you were flashing your lights or blowing your
horn you didn't need to worry much about bothering anybody
else.

By the time the second feature started we had finished our
sandwiches and had started on our second pair of cold beers.
We were just relaxed, watching the movie and talking about
this and that.  Of course we started talking about our fuck
fest of a few hours ago. I reached over and laid my hand on
my dads leg.  He reached down and took my hand and laid it
in his crotch, and on his cock, as he turned toward me.

"You know," he said, "I haven't had hardly any sex except
for my hand since before your mother died."

"You've got to be kidding!" I knew that he had taken out
several women between the time my mom had died and I had
left for the Navy.

"No. A lot of older women have lost their sex drive, and it
is hard to get the younger ones interested. Well, there was
one woman, but that is all. Other than that I have only
gotten laid a couple of times in the last five years!"

"Well, Pop, I will take you on anytime I am at home."

"Thanks, son. I knew I could count on you," he chuckled, and
reached over and gently grasped my cock through my pants.

"You ever think about suckin' another guy's cock?" he asked.

"Yeah, once or twice," I answered. "But a lot more in the
last couple of hours!" I didn't have to ask why he wanted to
know!

"Well, right now I really want to suck your cock again. Then
if you want to try it you can suck on me for as long as you
want. I want to start right now though. I like to begin
while it is still soft and then let it get hard in my mouth.
How does that sound to ya'?"

"Sounds great!" I replied, enthusiastically.

I quickly shoved the seat back and got my pants down below
my knees, because I wasn't going to be soft for long!

Pop laid down across the seat and licked the head of my
cock. I was oozing already and I wasn't even hard! He slowly
sucked my dick into his mouth and just held it there. I
could feel the warmth and wetness of his mouth around my
cock almost like a pussy, but more exciting. I twitched a
little and Pop sucked a little and ran his tongue around my
cock, and it was getting hard very fast.

As he sucked on my cock he massaged and squeezed my balls
and stroked up the inside of my thighs. It was so sexy I
thought I was going to go crazy! He also slid his hand down
into my crotch and tried to rub my ass hole but I asked him
not to. His cock sucking was so great I wanted to be able
to enjoy it fully with no distractions!

At no time did his mouth leave my cock. He would suck the
whole shaft into his mouth while he worked on my nuts, then
he would slip it out until only the head was in his mouth.
Then his tongue licked around the head while he jacked me
with his hand. Then he would slide it in again and suck it
like a calf sucking a cows tit.

I had to cum but I couldn't. My nuts were almost aching and
I was getting spasms in my cock, but Pop wouldn't take me
all the way. He would slow down or stop, somehow knowing
when I was getting close to blowing my nuts. 

"I have to cum, Pop," I said, "Please get me off! I have to
cum!"

He slid my cock all the way into his mouth and I could feel
the tightness at the back of his throat. As he sucked hard
he started moving my cock in and out of his mouth so it felt
like I was fucking it. He must have felt my balls tensing up
and my cock swelling and he let my cock slide about half way
out of his mouth and grabbed the shaft of it with his hand
and started sucking and jacking me off as I thrust my hips
up at his face, fucking his mouth as my climax came. I felt
the cum rising through my cock and as it reached the end and
started spurting out I was grunting and moaning,

"Oh god, oh shit, fuck! ohhh unnngghh unggghhh" I moaned and
then I filled my dad's mouth with my sperm laden cum and I
could feel him swallowing as he gulped it all down.

I lay there, catching my breath with my dad's head laying in
my lap and my cock still in his mouth. I told him that was
the best blow job I had ever had and he said thank you, and
that he considered that to be a real compliment and took my
cock back in his mouth. It was getting soft and soon was
completely flaccid. Pop gave it a good cleaning with his
tongue and said that he liked to keep a cock in his mouth
until it went soft, then he knew he had completed the job.

We cracked a couple more beers and sat watching the movie
while I came down to earth a little bit more. After about
half the beer was gone Pop spoke.

"Well, what do you think? Want to feel a hard cock in your
mouth?"

"That is a really strange thought," I said. "But after what
has happened the last few hours maybe not so strange!"

"Well," Pop said. "Why don't you just play with me a little
while you make up your mind. If you don't want to then I
will just jerk off when I can't stand it any more."

With that he opened his fly and pulled his cock out and slid
his butt over my way and leaned back against the door.

"Help yourself when ever you are ready," he said. I could
hear him chuckling under his breath.

I reached over and gently took his meat in my hand. It was
warm and firm. Not soft but still a little bendable. I had
the idea that this was probably his normal condition.

I stroked and pumped it and it began swelling up a little
and getting firmer. And it was getting longer! In the dim,
flickering light from the screen I could see that my dad's
cock was easily twice as long as my fist was wide, and it
felt like it had a ways to go still!

I was feeling a strong attraction to that big piece of meat
that I held in my hand. I could feel it throbbing and I
could hear Pop breathing deeply and strongly.

"I'm going to suck you off, Pop," I said quietly.

"I knew you would," he answered. "Take your time. There's no
hurry. They have a triple feature tonight."

I leaned down and licked the head of his cock where it was
sticking above my hand. It was hot and I could taste the
saltiness of his precum that was oozing out as I slowly
jacked him. He moaned a little and reached out and caressed
my head, then let his hand slide down so he was massaging
his balls.

I licked around the rim of his cockhead and I could feel
that it was very slick. I started to suck his cock into my
mouth like I would an ice cream bar. It was big! It was
bigger than any polish sausage I had ever eaten! How did I
take that monster up my ass?

I moaned a little in ecstacy and surprise. I was excited
that I was tasting my first cock, and it was my dad's. I
sort of felt that I was paying him back for all the things
he had done for me and taught me, and I realized that I
really loved him!

"You don't have to take it all, Gene," he said, as I was
pushing my mouth down as far as I could get it. "Even your
mother couldn't take it all down her throat after all those
years of practice."

I felt really excited, and it was so sexy, just visualizing
my mother in the same position, sucking as much of my dad's
cock down her throat as she could, loving him and wanting
and waiting to taste his hot cum.

I was really enjoying sucking Pop's cock. It was hot and
solid but soft on the outside. It was slippery with my spit
and his pre-cum, and my hand slid up and down that hard pole
in time with my mouth. Several times I felt his pecker start
jerking and swelling a little and his breathing getting
faster, and I just stopped for a few seconds. I figured
that meant that he was getting close to cumming, and I
wanted to prolong that as long as possible. I was enjoying
sucking him too much to let it end soon.

"Damn it, Gene," he said, "If you don't get me off real
soon, I am going to have to do it myself. I can't stand this
much longer!"

I lifted my head up, "Now you know how it feels!" And then
went back to sucking and jacking him off.

I sucked harder and pumped his meat faster, and I quickly
sensed his cock jerking and swelling in my mouth.

"Oh Fuck!" Pop moaned. "I'm cumming, Gene, I'm cumming!"

I just kept right on sucking and pumping his big fuck pole,
waiting for the hot jism to fill my mouth. He started
thrusting his hips up like he was fucking. Luckily I still
had my hand wrapped around his meat or I would have choked
on it.

His first spurt felt like someone had stuck a hose nozzle in
my mouth and turned it on. Suddenly my mouth was filled with
hot, salty, slimy, bitter-sweet stuff, and it tasted good.
I had tasted my own cum before, what guy hasn't, but this
was different. This was happening in the heat of passion! It
was fresh and hot!

I swallowed and got that load down about the time that the
second burst hit. I just kept swallowing and sucking. I
think Pop pumped four large spurts of his cum in my mouth,
and I just swallowed them down. His big cock just kept
twitching and pulsing, and I kept pumping and sucking but
there were no more large ejections of cum. In a way I felt
sorry that there wasn't.

I licked dad's cock off until it was clean and back to its
original state and tucked it inside his trousers.

"Is there any beer left?" he asked.

I replied, "Yeah, a couple. You want one?"

"Yeah," he said, pulling himself up straight in the seat.
"That was the best blowjob I've had in quite a while."

I chuckled. "That was probably the only blowjob you've had
in quite awhile!"

"Well, yeah, that's true. But it was damn good, especially
for a begining cocksucker!"

The movie was over, and we were both satiated, for now. So I
hung up the speaker and we went home.

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