Adult Incest: Man to Man
My parents had decided to split after almost 35 years of marriage. Although I'm 30 years old, it really has fucked with my head. The separation was bad, the divorce was worse, and what happened between me and dad, well, let's just say that it threw me more than their splitting up. The old man I guess has always known that I was bi, probably even before I did. He'd found playboy and playgirl mags. out in the old storage shed behind the barn when I was 15. He never asked about the playboy's, but he wanted to know where I got the 5 or 6 playgirl magazines. I lied and told him that a friend from school had found them in his aunt and uncle's attic, and had asked me to stash them for him. He seemed to believe it. After scanning through them for a second, he returned them to me and told me to not let my mother find them. I was scared shitless when he entered my room with the stack of them in his hand, and he could tell. He gave me a smile and said, "A little stroke material never hurt any guy, son, don't worry about it. But it'd be a good idea to keep them out of the house. Your mother tends to frown upon 'porn,' even if it's got guys showing off their equipment. As a matter of fact, here, you know that trunk in the garage, the small one in the back under the work bench? Here's the key to that, you can stash your smut in there, with mine." He said, giving me a wink and then removing the key from his keychain."Just do me a favor though, huh?"
"What's that pop?"
"Try to keep the pages from sticking together, ok?" We both laughed and he handed me the key. "Just stash the key in the garage somewhere, and then let me know where it's at, got it?" I nodded and reached for the key with a shaking hand.
"Jesus Christ son, what the hell are you shaking for? Like I don't know that you jerk off? If you didn't I'd be worried. 'It's yours to play with' my old man always told me, so relax."
He started to leave the room, and turned around at the door.
"Your mother will be home in about an hour, that should give you enough time to take care of that boner in your jeans there, and then get that stuff (nodding to the stack of magazines on my bed) out into the garage." He smiled and walked into the hallway. I was wicked embarrassed, especially when I looked down and saw an obvious bulge in my crotch. He stared for a second and then said, "I'll give you some privacy," and he closed the door.
I was totally freaked out. He had bought the lie about how I got the mags in the first place, and now he was practically admitting to me that he jerked off as well. For some reason, I just never thought about my dad jerking off. Other guys yes, friends too, but not him. And did my mother know? I had gotten the magazines from an older guy who worked for the Parks Dept. I had been to his house on a few occassions and we did the circle jerk thing. He had gone down on me a few times but I had never returned the favor. He just didn't turn me on sexually, and he was alot older. As bad as I wanted to jerk off right then, I was still too paranoid. After my dick had calmed down. I gathered the mags under my arm and headed for the garage.
I remember being excited about opening that chest. I was dissapointed. Just a little shocked. There were your Hustlers and Penthouses, Gallery and such, but near the bottom were thick magazines that didn't even have titles. I grabbed one and began to skim through it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! They were what I later learned to be BD/SM magazines. All of the pictures were of Men, not young guys, getting whipped and paddled, some even had big fake dicks crammed into their asses. I couldn't believe that my old man got off looking at this stuff! My dick instantly became hard. The magazine I was looking at was broken up into something like chapters, although there were no words to be found anywhere. Each section had about 20 pages. They all involved a woman abusing a guy in various ways. The men were decked out in what looked like leather and chains. The abuser in each section was a mean looking snarling blonde chick, dressed in leather and a wearing a perpetual snear. She was definately hot looking, but what had me aroused were the men. These guys were grown fucking men, letting this bitch piss on them, smack them around, and rape their asses with whatever tool she deemed appropriate. I couldn't help but wonder if my old man was actually into this stuff, and if he was, who the hell did he do it with. I knew that it couldn't be my mother's cup of tea.
When I reached the last section of the mag, I hit paydirt. It seems that all of the different men from the previous sections were now in the same room, and the shit she was making them do was incredible. In one shot, there was a guy pissing on three of the other guys while he was getting fucked by another man. In another, she was forcing two men to kiss each other while the remaining men watched. That was it. I couldn't take it anymore. I replaced my dad's stuff, as well as my own and locked the trunk. I ran to the stairs and headed for my room. I had stripped off my jeans and briefs, leaving my t-shirt on. I hit the bed and began to stroke my now oozing dick, recalling in my head the sights of those men in their harnesses and cock rings, big fake dicks shoved into their assholes. My stroking increased, and as I neared my orgasm, I saw my dad in my head, chained to a wall, with a huge plastic dick shoved into his ass. As I shot onto my stomach, I heard,"Goddamn boy, you needed that huh?"
I opened my eyes to find my dad standing there in the doorway, watching me. I tried to grab the bedspread and pull it around me, but my mom had a cruel habit of tucking everything in. ""Hey,hey,hey. Don't do that. Here, use this," he said, throwing me a pair of his briefs. "Didn't mean to jump you buddy, I knocked but I guess you were to wrapped up into what you were doing to hear me. Just make sure that when you get horny in the future, and your mom's around, go out to the barn, or at least lock your door."
I felt humiliated as hell, and was glad when he stepped back into the hallway and shut my door. His underwear had landed on my leg, and when I went to grab them, I could feel that they were wet. I immmediately brought them to my face and smelled them. Cum. They were covered with cum! His cum. He had just finished jerking off and had used his briefs to clean himself off. The semen was cold, but there was alot of it. Incredible! He was in his room pounding his cock at the same time that I was.
I used his underwear to clean myself, and by that time, they were really soaked. I wanted to put them on so bad, and wear them for a while, but as I checked out the tag, he was a size 32, and I was still only a 28. I brought them to my face for one last smell, enjoying the smell of my father's and my own load covering the crotch of his briefs. I knew that my mother was due home in about a half hour, so I jumped up and got dressed. I started to put my old mans briefs in the hamper in my bathroom, and then decided against it. I started to walk to my parents bathroom and then decided that if my mother foud the old man's briefs covered with dry cum, that he'd have to do alot of explaining. After giving it some thought, I returned to my room and placed them in my bottom desk drawer. I wasn't sure what I was gonna do with them (well, actually, in retrospect, I guess I did know), but I figured they'd be safe in their.
I was a little nervous as I walked downstairs, but I could hear dad in the kitchen getting supper ready, and he was whistling. That made me feel alot better. I hung out in the den until I heard pop holler for me to come and give him a hand. When I got to the kitchen, he turned around and gave me a wink."Set the table, would ya?" He asked. I told him sure and grabbed the plates from the counter. As I made my way to the table, I could feel him watching me.
"You did wash your hands, right?" He asked. I felt my face start to burn, and dad got a big kick out of that.
"Yeah, I washed 'em, right after I rinsed your underwear out," I replied, waiting for his reaction.
"Touce` you little bastard," he grinned, "What'd you do with 'em anyway?" I forced myself to look him in the eye, and said,"Don't worry, I took care of them," and left it at that.
"And those fuck books? You take care of them too?"
"Yeah dad, oh shit," I said, realizing that I had forgot to hide the key somewhere, and that I had also cursed in front of the old man.
"Watch your mouth boy, just cause you can blow a load as big as your old man, doesn't mean mean you can talk like him too."
I waited to see if he was serious or not, and then again, I got the wink.
"Sorry 'bout that pop, but I just realized that I forgot to hide this," I said, pulling the key from my jeans pocket. I handed him the key.
He turned to face me and grabbed the key."No problem son. I'll tell you what, On my way into work tonight, I'll stop by the hardware store and have another one made up, just don't leave it laying around, ok?"
I assured him I wouldn't, and continued to set the table.It's weird now that I think about it, but me and the old man had probably 'bonded' more in the past hour, than we had my entire life. I was still a little embarrassed about the Playgirl magazines, but after thinking about his choice of reading (viewing) material, I figured what the hell.
It was about a week later when he finally gave me my own key. I waited for a Sunday night when him and mom went to see some friends, and made a bee line for the garage. As I rooted through the trunk, I realized that all of his BD/SM mags were gone, as well as two of the Playgirl magazines. Everything else was there, with an additional Penthouse Forum Magazine. I was depressed as shit, and even a little pissed off that he had removed two of the Playgirl's, but I wasn't about to ask him about them.
Dad and I never had any further discussions about jerking off. I mean we did when I eventually became grown and started dating women, but it never came close to the way that he had discussed it with me on the day that he showed up in my room with an armful of my fuck books. I had dated a few girls through high school, nothing very serious, however, when I started college, things changed. I fell in love with a girl named Karen and had even proposed to her. I knew that I still held an interest in guys, but I had also acquired a craving for pussy. Karen was hot but looked like a school teacher. Her demeanor in the sack was totally different from the way she presented herself to others. We came close to getting married a few times, with both of our families blessings, but apparently it was not in the cards.
To the present:
I had been celibate for probably 6 months, when mom called me and told me that her and the old man were gonna separate. I drove over to the house, wondering what the hell had happened to cause them to separate after almost 35 years. When I got there, mom was on the back porch crying. She explained that they had been talking about splitting for almost a year now, and that the old man had finally left. I learned that he had been staying with a co-worker of his for two weeks by then. Mom asked if I knew anything, did he have a girl on the side, etc... After explaining to her that I didn't know anything, she cried some more and told me that as soon as the house was sold, that she was moving back down South, and that she didn't want to leave me, but she couldn't handle living in the house anymore. I assured her that I could take care of myself, and after getting the phone number to where the old man was staying, I returned home.
I don't know why, but I waited a week before calling the old man. I talked to mom everyday this past week, and I noticed that as each day passed, she was less hurt and getting more pissed. I was holding off from calling dad, hoping that he would call me. When that didn't happen by last Friday night, I decided to give him a call. His roomate answered and said that he was over to my mom's, picking up some stuff. I left my number and waited for him to return the call. It never came.
Wednesday night, around 11
, there was a knock at my door. I threw on some sweats and answered it. There, in all his drunken glory, stood my dad. I looked down into the driveway and spotted his truck, half of it still in the street. I helped him to the couch, and after some awkward fumbling, found his keys in his chinos and headed outside to pull his truck up. I was more pissed at his driving drunk than I was for him not returning my calls. I parked the truck and headed back inside. I could hear dad in the kitchen, and then I heard him open what I guessed to be a beer. I slipped his keys into a plant by the front door and headed into the kitchen. There he sat, at my table, nursing a can of beer, eventually looking up at me. I sat down with him, not saying anything, just waiting for him to say something.He finished his beer, looking up at me from time to time. I figured that we could wait until the morning to talk, so I helped him to his feet and walked with him to the livingroom couch. I told him to hold on a second, and left to get him a blanket and pillow. Upon returning, I found him struggling to pull his t-shirt off. I gave him a hand with his shirt, and then started working on his boots.
"Do you want your pants off too dad?" I asked him, figuring he could pull them off if he wanted to. It was then that I noticed that he was not as drunk as I first thought he was. He had been watching me untie and then remove his boots, with better coordination than a drunk person could muster.
"Do you want them off? Son."
"Come on pop, it's late and I gotta work in the morning. I don't need this shit. What'd you do, lay outta work tonight?" I asked.
"Yeah, I know son, and I'm sorry. Had tonight off, and I think I had a few too many." I knew right then that the old man was not drunk. When he was loaded, he'd swear to you that he was sober, hell, he'd fight you over the fact. He wasn't as drunk as he was wanting me to believe.
"So what is it dad? What's up?" While I was looking up into his face, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch.
"This is what's up, and I want you to fuck me," he said, at the same time using his other hand to pull my face onto the bulge in his chinos. I pulled away immediately. I looked at his face to try to determine what the fuck had just happened. Fuck him. That's what he said! There he sat, on my couch, grinning at me while he unzipped his pants and slid them down. His eyes were wild by now. He had been drinking, I could smell it on him when I helped him off with his shirt. My eyes lowered to his chest. Hard pecks covered with black and gray hair. I realized that I was staring at him, and I felt myself blush when our eyes met again. He was still grinning as his eyes dropped down his body. He was wearing a jockstrap. A very old strap at that. I watched as his hands gripped himself, using both hands, while watching me watch him.
Goddamn he looked good. Better now than when I was 15. I wanted the hell out of there but I felt like I was frozen. I couldn't believe that my old man was coming on to me, and the words that he used had totally thrown me.
"Come here said," and I did.
"Wanna help me off with these socks, son?"
I reached down with my hand, waiting for him to raise his foot into it. Instead, he grabbed my hand and pulled me down to my knees. There I was, a 31 year old man, on his knees between his father's legs, staring directly at the huge bulge in the well worn jock strap. He slid down into the couch a little, letting his hard ass rest on the edge. As he raised his legs in the air, pointed his feet towards me, he opened his thighs. The sight of his dick encased in the pouch, and his asshole almost visible, caused my stiff dick to begin to ooze precum. I removed his socks and he placed his feet on the floor on either side of me. Dad jumped me by reaching out and gripping my dick through my sweats.
"You want to fuck me boy? You want to slide that big dick of yours up my ass? Oh yeah, you feel real good son, nice piece of meat you got there, real nice," he growled, "let me see that fucker." I had begun to feel like a 15 year old again. But something inside of me just kind of flipped, and I found myself rising to my feet, looming over my sexy father. I wasn't 15 anymore, I was 31, and extremely turned on. I jerked my cock through the sweats, sqeezing more precum out of my dick and soaking the cloth. "You wanna see my dick, pop? This what you want to see?" I said, peeling the sweats down my legs and then off. I stood there, stroking my rod sneering at the old man laying there checking me out with a hungry looks in his eyes. "Let's go stud, my room, and leave the jock on," I told him, and left him sitting there while I turned and went to my bedroom.
I lay down on the bed, waiting for my father to walk in. After what seemed like hours, he appeared in the doorway and paused. I could see that he was a little nervous now, and for some reason, I found some pleasure in that. I was laying there stroking my cock, waiting for him to join me on the bed. It seemed that he liked to watch me but that's not exactly what I had in mind.
"Come here Dad, let me see that hot ass of yours." I watched him as he climbed onto of the bed and then straddled me with his face pointed towards my feet. I reached up and spread the cheeks of his ass. God what a beautiful sight! He had a great ass and he knew it.
"You like that son? You like my ass huh? " Without warning, I raised my face to his crack and slid my tongue over his asshole. He let out a low growl and fell forward, reaching around with both of his hands to spread the cheeks of his ass for me. He drove his ass into my face and began grunt.
"Yeah, that's it baby, you like my ass don't you? OH YEAH! Fuck my hole with your tongue boy, OH FUCK THAT FEELS SO GOOD! Eat my fucking hole you sexy bastard, get me ready for that stiff dick, OH YEAH THAT'S GOOD. TONGUE MY FUCKING HOLE SON. DO IT!!!!!!"
The raunchy talk from my old man had me ready to shoot. I rolled him off of me and swung around to slip between his legs. He immediately grabbed his legs behind the knees and raised them in the air. I couldn't believe the incredible sight before me. He was one hot looking motherfucker, and I wanted him to fuck me with what was obviously a huge cock stuffed into his now soaked jock. I'd fuck him, just like he wanted, was begging for it actually, but before the night was through, I would have my father's rod buried to the hilt inside of my ass."Come on baby," he said,"slide that fucking thing up my ass and don't go easy, I want to feel that fucker rip me open."
I grabbed my leaking cock in my hand and aimed it that beautiful hole of his. I pressed my cock head to his asshole and was surprised to see it spasm around it. I started to rub first my cock head, and then the entire lenght of my shaft along his hole. I wanted to slam it into him, but I wanted him to beg for it. More. It was hard not to sink my 9 inches into his waiting hole, but it was harder for Dad.
"Come on baby, I gotta feel that thing buried up my ass, do it baby, do it, FUCK MY HOLE!"
"You want it Dad? You want me shove my big man dick up your ass? You want to feel me slam that hole?"
"Yeah, come on Son, I want it, I need that fucking thing in me, PLEASE!!!!!" That was all it took. I steadied myself on my knees, pressed my cockhead to his hole, and slammed the first five inches into him in one move.
"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH FFFFUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!! That hurts so fucking good. Hard fucking cock.... up my ass. YEAH!!!!!
I looked down to see my cock shoved in to my dad's asshole, and I had to shut my eyes. Just the sight of it was about to bring me off.
"How's that feel Son? You like it? Goddamn you feel incredible!" I looked him directly in the eyes, and with one plunge, I'd buried all 9 inches of my hard rod into his ass."Yeah I like it Pop. You got a tight ass man, are you ok?"
"Fuck me boy! Don't worry I can take it. Fuck me hard, I want it to hurt. Slam that hot dick up my ass!!!!" I reared back, pulling all but the first one or two inches out of his clenching hole, and looking him in the face, I slammed into him to the hilt He threw his head down into the pillow, and began to shake it from side to side. I couldn't tell if it was from pain or pleasure, or a mixture of both, until he lifted his head and said to me, "Now fuck me boy, and I mean FUCK ME HARD!"
I began to slam into him, aware that the hairs surrounding his asshole were following my cock into his hole. The added friction was incredible.
"That's it son," he gasped,"I knew you'd be a good fuck. Yeah baby, big dick in my ass, fuck you look so good slamming that huge fucking thing into me."
I lowered my face to his ear and asked him to get up on his knees. He nodded ok, and I pulled out of him. I guess I pulled out too fast, because he hollered when the head slipped pass his sphincter. I manueverd him side ways on the bed and watched as he laid his head down on the bed and reached back with his hands to spread his ass for me. I didn't give him any warning as I shoved my aching pole inside of him. He raised his head up and growled. I began to to thrust into him for all I was worth, and after a few strokes, the old man started slamming his ass back to meet my hips. He was into this as much if not more than I was by this time. I grabbed him under his arms and pulled him into an upright kneeling position. As he lowered his head, his eyes locked on the the double mirrored sliding doors that led to the walkin closet.
Our eyes locked on each other in the mirror. I couldn't believe the sight. It was incredible. We were both coated with sweat, making noises with each other that father and son seldom make together. I realized that in this position, I looked exactly like my father when he was my age. For some reason this excited me even more. I brought my mouth to his ear and told him that I was going to cum. He immediately lowered his head and shoulders back down to the bed, allowing further access to his asshole.
"Yeah that's it son, let me feel you shoot that fucking load in my hole. Oh FUCK!!!!!! CUM IN ME BABY. GIVE YOUR DAD THAT HOT FUCKING LOAD!!!!!!! I plunged maybe 7 or 8 more times, and began to shoot spurt after spurt of hot cum inside him. I could feel his asshole contract around my dick with each blast of my cum hitting his prostate. After what felt like a dozen or so powerful spurts, I rolled us onto our sides with my cock still buried in his asshole. While I caught my breath, the old man had moved the jock's pouch to one side and had begun to beat off. It was amazing, our dicks looked almost identical. His had a more pronounced upward curve than my own, but other than that they were the same. I grabbed his hand to stop him from stroking off.
"Don't do that Dad," I kind of ordered him.
"Oh fuck babe? I gotta cum. Now!"
"I'd rather you slide that big fucker in my asshole," I said, feeling my cock begin to stiffen inside him.
"I just can't take it as hard as you can, ok?" I asked. Looking at his face.
"Are you sure?" he asked, slowly pulling his ass from my rod.
"Fucking right I do, just go easy huh? It's been along time for me, too long." I rolled away from him, and steadied myself on my hands and knees. I looked back to see him stripping his jock strap off. I reached out and he handed it to me. As I brought the pouch to my face, he told me that he wanted me on my back, so he could see me. As I rolled onto my back, dad positioned himself between my legs.
"Goddamn you're beautiful son." I had begun to chew on his jock, and reluctantly pulling it from my mouth, I told him that I looked just like him. He smiled and said 'thanks,' and then grabbed my legs and hoisted them into the air. We studied each other for a moment, him checking me out, and me getting off knowing that I would probably look just like him when I reached his age. I just hoped that I still had his sex drive. I looked down and watched him rub his dick against my asshole, actually feling the heat emmanating from it. "Easy Pop," I said, "I meant it when I said it's been along time."
"In that case son....." And I watched as he pushed my legs into my chest, and after smiling at me for a second, his face headed towards my ass. I heard him mumble something about 'finally,' and then he growled as his mouth covered my asshole. I let out a gasp as I felt his tongue begin to tease my hole. This seemed to be an incentive for him, because the next thing I knew, he was like a starved animal, eating and chewing on my asshole for all he was worth. As much as I was enjoying his mouth action, as well as the groans and moans coming from him, his beard stubble had begun to chafe my asscheeks.
"Easy dad, your beard is rubbing me raw," I stammered. He looked up at me and smiled."Sorry babe, it's just that I've waited so fucking long to do this with you, that I kinda lost it. Goddamn you taste good, I could stay right here all night with my face in your ass! Look at that asshole! GGGRRRRRR," he growled, as he began to slowly run just the tip of his tongue slowly across my asshole. I sighed again, and he chuckled.
"You ready son?" he asked me, wiping his mouth and moustache off with the back of his hand.
"Oh yeah, I'm ready Pop, just go easy huh?" I grabbed my legs behind my knees and tried to open my thighs wider for him. As he reared up to sit on his heels, I knew that I was about to receive what I had fantasized about since I was a young boy. He repeated what I had done to him...first rubbing his cockhead all around my hole, and then humping my ass, allowing the full length of his dick, down to his balls, to rub along my asscrack. God he looked incredible! His chest was heaving and his breathing was getting louder. I then noticed that his pubic hair was different from mine. Instead of being tight and curly, his was more wiry and straight. Watching my old man watch his own dick sliding between his son's asscheeks is probably the most erotic thing I have ever seen. I knew it was going to hurt. It had been so long since I had allowed another man to fuck me, that I was pretty much a virgin again. An extremely horny virgin. As dad gripped his leaking dick and placed his cockhead against my hole, he looked up at me and said, "I love you son."
"Yeah? You love my ass."
"That too, boy, and I want you to tell me if I'm hurting you ok?"
"Don't worry dad, I'll let ya know, just go easy." I relaxed my asshole as much as I could, and as my father and I locked eyes, I felt the head of his dick enter me. I knew he was studying my face for a reaction, and although it did hurt, I was determined to take as much of his cock as he was willing to give me. When I felt the head of his cock pass my sphincter, he held it there for a while. I knew that it was hard for him, to not just 'take the plunge,' and I was grateful.
"Are you ok son? You want me to pull out?" he asked.
"I'm ok, just take it slow, Goddamn dad, whatever you do, don't take it out," I told him. I watched as dad looked down at where we were now joined, and after a whimper escaped from his lips, he let spit run from his lips down onto his cock. As he grabbed my hips, he pushed another inch into my ass. I couldn't believe that I had my old man's dick inside me! I groaned a little and he stopped. I bit my lip and shook my head and said,"Don't stop dad, just slow and easy." I felt him pull out a little, and then begin to push into me again. It still hurt,but for some reason,I couldn't let him know. He had asked me to make it 'hurt' when I screwed him, and although I wasn't into any kind of pain, I needed to let him know that I could take it. As he watched his cock retreat, and then invade my ass a little more each time, I studied his face. I always knew that my old man was 'easy on the eyes' to look at, but covered with sweat and his massive hairy chest heaving in and out from his excitemnet, I finally realized how incredibly sexy he was.
After what felt like hours, but was actually only about 4 or 5 minutes of a little out, and just a little more in, he spit onto his cock again, and within a few more strokes, he finally eased the last 3 inches into me. As he groaned, and I felt his balls against my ass, he leaned down to place his lips against my ear and asked,"Are you doing alright?"
With his weight holding my knees against my chest, I moved my arms and held his head in my hands, pulling him away from my ear and bringing his face to mine. "I'm fine dad, just give me a minute just like this, ok?"
He looked me in the eye and smiled. As I felt the full force of his chest against the back of my legs, he brought his mouth to mine. I've never been into kissing other guys, before, during or after sex, but at that moment, I opened my lips and teeth, and allowed dad to slip his tongue inside my mouth! As I started to tongue him back, he began to ease his cock out of my stretched asshole, and then back into me. Although it still hurt, I knew that he wouldn't be able to last long. Within another 2 or 3 minutes of him slowly pumping my ass, sometimes removing his mouth from my own to tell me how 'fucking hot my ass felt,' my ass had gotten accustomed to being stuffed with his meat, and it actually felt just as good sliding in, as it did when it would slide out. As my asshole stopped feeling like it was being ripped apart, I finally realized that getting fucked by a man could feel incredibly good. I reached around him and grabbed his ass, pulling him into me.
"Yeah? You like that son? You like your old man sliding his dick up that hot ass?" I didn't answer him, but I pulled on his ass even harder.
"You do like that don't you? Feeling my dick filling you up! That's it baby, let me inside you, let me fuck that hot ass! Goddamn you feel so tight and warm. I love your ass baby, I love fucking you with my hard dick!" We had found 'the rhythm,' and were now fucking like two teenagers. As I lifted my mouth to chew on my father's chin, I managed to insert a finger into his asshole. His ass was still filled with my cum, and upon feeling my finger invading his used hole, dad reached around and grabbed my hand, forcing more of my finger into him.
"Oh yeah baby! Play with my fucking hole. OH GOD!!!! Finger me man, finger your old man's asshole! Oh fuck you feel so fucking good. Hard dick up your ass son, hard fucking dick in there!" Dad began to really slam into me, dislodging my finger from his soaked hole. Instead of just being turned on because I knew that my old man was...., the feeling of his nine inch rod massaging my insides had begun to take it's effect. If I'd have known that a cock inside my ass could feel this good, I would have given myself more chances to experience it. I've allowed a few guys to ride me, but it had always been a helluva lot more painful than pleasurable, but this....THIS WAS INCREDIBLE!!!!!
"Fuck me dad, fuck me!!!!! God you feel so fucking good inside me! You like that ass pop? You like fucking your son's asshole? Does it feel good?"
"Feels soooo fucking good baby, your hot ass around my dick! You like that, don't you boy? Feeling your old man's hard dick inside you? Goddamn baby, I hated to wait, but I'm glad we did. Hot fucking man's ass, feels so fucking good!" Dad had begun to slam into me, rotating his hips every time he buried his cock inside me. Every couple of strokes would bring the underside of his cockhead into contact with my prostate, sending an almost unbearable tickle/tingle throughout my insides. My cock had begun to leak precum profusely, and the old man would dive into me, trying to bring his mouth into contact with my cock. I wanted to hold off as long as I could, trying to get a grip on the 'unbearable tickle/tingle' feeling that I could now feel invading my brain stem. I grabbed the old man by the back of the head and brought his face to mine, forcing my tongue into his mouth. As we tongued each other's mouths, I begged him to fuck me as deep as he could.
I could tell that he was about to go over the edge, so I grabbed his head and pulled it away from my own. Our eyes once again locked on to one another's, and after telling him that I wanted to feel 'it,' he jammed his dick into my bowels 3 more times, lifted his body away from mine, and started to shoot his cum into my ass, all the while, watching my face while he got off. His body reacted as if he were going through some type of seizure, slamming into me and then shuddering. He let out a low growl as his orgasm took control of him. It almost felt as if someone was pissing in my ass as he unloaded into me. As he lowered his mouth to mine, my cock shot out a load onto his stomach, feeling like oil had been poured between our bodies. He raped my mouth with his tongue as the last shudders of his orgasm traveled through his trembling body.
Let me know if you're still interested in the rest of this experience
我没问题，继续翻译这一篇。
成人乱伦：男人对男人
作者：kennyb
我爸妈在结婚差不多三十五年之后，决定掰了。虽然我已经三十岁了，这事儿还是把我脑子搅了个稀巴烂。分居那会儿就够糟了，离婚那阵更他妈恶心。至于我跟老爹之间出的事嘛——咱这么说吧，比起他们俩掰了，那事儿把我整得更懵。我猜，老爹大概一直都知道我是双性恋，搞不好比我自己知道得还早。我十五岁那年，他在谷仓后头那间旧储藏棚里翻出了《花花公子》和《花花女郎》的杂志。他从没问过《花花公子》的事，但他想知道我那五六本《花花女郎》是打哪儿弄来的。我撒了谎，跟他讲是学校一朋友在他姨和姨父家阁楼上找着的，托我替他藏起来。他好像信了。飞快地翻看了一遍之后，他把杂志还给我，叫我别让我妈找着。他捧着那一摞书走进我房间的时候，我吓得屁滚尿流，他也看出来了。他冲我笑了笑说：“有点助兴的材料，对哪个小子都没害处，儿子，犯不上担心。不过最好还是别搁在家里。你妈对‘黄书’爱皱眉头，就算里头是男人亮家伙什的也一样。这么着吧，给，你知道车库那口箱子吧，靠里放工作台底下那口小的？钥匙给你，你那些乌七八糟的玩意儿，拿进去跟我的摞一块儿。”他冲我挤了挤眼，跟着把那钥匙从钥匙串上摘了下来。“你倒是帮我个忙，成吧？”
“啥事，爸？”
“尽量别让书页黏一块儿，行不？”我俩都笑了起来，他把钥匙递给我。“把钥匙在车库里随便找地儿藏起来，回头跟我说一声藏哪儿了，明白？”我点点头，伸出还在哆嗦的手去接钥匙。
“老天爷，儿子，你他妈抖个什么劲儿？好像我不知道你撸管似的？你要不撸我反倒要操心了。我爹以前老跟我说：‘是你自个儿的家伙，玩玩没事，’所以你把心搁肚子里得了。”
他正要出屋子，到了门口又转过身来。
“你妈大概一个钟头后到家，时间够你把你牛仔裤里那根硬家伙拾掇好了，然后把这些玩意儿（冲我床上一摞杂志努了努下巴）弄车库去。”他笑了笑，走进了走廊。我臊得要死要活，尤其是低头一瞧，裤裆里鼓鼓囊囊的，明摆着支了个帐篷。他盯着瞅了一秒，然后说了句：“我给你点私人空间。”跟着就关上了门。
我整个人完全傻了。他信了我那些杂志来路的瞎话，现在又差不多等于当面跟我承认他也撸管。不知咋的，我原先就从没琢磨过我爹也会打飞机。别的男人当然会，哥们儿也一样，但搁他身上就不行。而且我妈知道这事儿吗？那些杂志，我是从公园管理处上班的一个岁数挺大的男人那儿弄来的。我去过他家几回，我们玩过围一圈互撸的把戏。他给我嘬过几回屌，但我从没回过礼。他勾不起我的性致，而且年纪太大。当时我尽管憋着想狠狠撸一发，心里还是太发毛了。等我的屌消停下来，我把那些杂志夹在胳膊底下，往车库去了。
我记得打开那口箱子的时候，心里特激动。结果挺失望。就有点惊住了。里头有你们常看的那种《好色客》啊《阁楼》啊《画廊》什么的，可压在最下头的，是几本厚墩墩、连标题都没有的杂志。我抄起一本，飞快地翻了翻。我简直不敢相信自己看见了什么！那就是我后来才知道的 Bd/SM（绑缚/调教/施虐/受虐）杂志。所有照片上全是男人，还不是半大小子，是成年男人在挨鞭子、挨板子，有的甚至屁眼里塞着老大的假鸡巴。我简直没法相信我老爹是看着这路东西撸出来的！我的屌一秒钟就硬了。我正翻的这本杂志，给分成了像章节似的几大段，尽管里头找不出半个字来。每一段大概二十页。全是一个女人在变着法子收拾一个男人。那些男人清一色套着像皮质束具和链条的玩意儿。每个段落里施虐的那个，都是一个凶神恶煞、龇牙咧嘴的金发小妞，一身皮革，脸上永远挂着副冷笑。她人长得绝对带劲儿，可把我撩硬了的是那些男人。这些家伙，是他妈的成年壮汉，居然让这骚娘们儿往他们身上尿，扇他们，还拿她觉得合用的随便什么家伙什，生奸了他们的屁眼。我忍不住琢磨，我老爹是不是真好这口，要真好，那他妈是跟谁玩的。我知道这绝不可能是我妈喝的那杯茶。
翻到杂志最末那一段的时候，我才算真挖到了宝。前头那些段落里出场的各色男人，眼下全聚在了同一间屋子里，那娘们儿逼他们干的那些破事儿，简直他妈骇人听闻。有一个镜头，一个男人一边自己正挨另一个男人操着，一边朝另外三个男人身上尿尿。还有个镜头，她正逼着两个男人互相亲嘴，剩下的男人在旁边看着。就这个。这我再也扛不住了。我把老爹的玩意放回去，再摞上我自己的，锁死了箱子。我撒腿跑过楼梯，往自己房间蹿。我把牛仔裤和紧身三角裤剥了，只留着 T 恤。一头栽上床，开始撸我那根已经往外冒水儿的鸡巴，脑子里翻来覆去全是那些男人套着皮束具、箍着屌环、大根假几把戳进屁眼里的画面。我越撸越快，快到高潮的时候，我脑子里浮现出我老爹被链子锁在墙上，一根硕大的塑料鸡巴捅在他屁眼里。就在我往自己肚子上喷的那一刻，我听见一句：“老天爷，小子，你这泡可憋坏了，对吧？”
我睁开眼，就看见我爹站在门口，正盯着我。我拼命想抓起被单裹住自己，可我妈有个残忍的臭毛病，喜欢把铺的盖的全死死掖在床垫底下。“哎，哎，哎。别介。来，使这个。”他说着，扔给我一条他的紧身内裤。“没打算吓着你，伙计。我敲了门，可我估摸你正忙得上头，啥也听不见。记着，以后你要是再起性，而你妈又在边上，就去谷仓里弄，要么，好歹锁上门。”
我觉得丢人丢到家了，等他退回走廊、关上我的门，我才算松口气。他的内裤掉在我腿上，我伸手去抓的时候，能觉出那上头是湿的。我立马把那玩意儿凑到脸上，闻了起来。精液。那上头糊满了精液！他的精液。他刚刚自己撸完了一管，拿自己内裤擦干净了。那泡精液已经凉了，可分量真是不少。不可思议！他跟我是在同一时间，都在自己屋里，猛捣自己的鸡巴。
我拿他的内裤把自己擦干净，到那会儿，那条内裤真真已经浸透了。我恨不得把它穿上，就这么穿一阵子，可我一瞅标签，他的腰围是三十二，而我才二十八。我把内裤贴到脸上，最后又闻了一回，享受着我老爹的精液和我自己的那一大泡糊满他裤裆的味道。我知道我妈差不多还有半个钟头到家，就赶紧蹦起来，套上衣服。我本来要把老爹的内裤丢进我浴室里的脏衣篮里，临时又改了主意。我正要往我爸妈的浴室走，又一想，要是我妈发现老爹的内裤上头糊满了干巴的精斑，那他可有一大堆东西要好解释了。想了一会儿，我回到自己屋，把那条内裤搁进了我写字台最底下的抽屉里。那会儿我还不确定打算拿它怎么着（嗯，其实，现在回过头想，我猜我当时心里还是知道的），但琢磨着搁那儿总归保险。
我走下楼梯的时候，心里有点发虚，可我能听见老爹在厨房里准备晚饭，还吹着口哨。这一下让我心里松快了不老少。我窝在起居室里，直到听见老爹扯嗓子喊我过去搭把手。等我进了厨房，他转过身来，朝我挤了个眼。“摆下桌子，行吧？”他问。我说没问题，从灶台抄起盘子。我正端着盘子往桌子那边走，能觉出他眼睛一直在我身上转。
“你洗过手了，对吧？”他问。我就觉得脸上噌地烧了起来，老爹可是大大地乐了一把。
“嗯，洗了。刚把你内裤涮干净之后，就洗了。”我回了一句，等着看他反应。
“好小子，嘴上不饶人，你个小王八蛋，”他咧嘴一乐，“那玩意儿你给弄哪儿去了？”我强逼着自己迎着他的眼神，说了句：“甭担心，我处理好了。”这就把这茬打住了。
“还有那些个淫书呢？也处理好了？”
“是的，爹。哎哟，操——”我说，跟着想起来我忘了把钥匙藏到哪儿了，而且还当着老爹的面爆了粗口。
“嘴巴放干净点，小子。你就算射出来的货能跟你老爹一样大泡，也不等于你就能学他那样说话了。”
我等着看他究竟是当真还是逗闷子，结果，我又看见了那个挤眼。
“对不住，爸。可我才想起来，我忘了把这东西藏起来了，”我说，从牛仔裤兜里掏出那把钥匙。我把钥匙递还给他。
他转过身来，对着我，接过了钥匙。“没事，儿子。这么着，我今晚往班上开的路上，顺道去趟五金店，再另配一把。你只要别把它随手乱搁，成不？”
我跟他保证绝对不瞎搁，然后接着去摆桌子。现在回想起来挺怪的，可我跟老爹，大概在那一个钟头里“黏糊”出来的交情，比我这一辈子加起来的都多。我多少还是有点为《花花女郎》杂志的事臊得慌，可一想起他挑的阅读（观赏）材料，我就觉得，去他妈的，爱怎么着怎么着吧。
大概过了一礼拜，他才终于把属于我的那把钥匙交到我手里。我等到了一个礼拜天晚上，他跟我妈去看几个朋友了，立马一溜烟冲进了车库。我正把那口箱子翻个底朝天，结果发现他那些 BD/SM 杂志一本都不剩了，连带还有两本《花花女郎》也没了。其余的东西都还在，另外又多了一本《阁楼论坛》杂志。我他妈沮丧透了，甚至还有点窝火他拿走了两本《花花女郎》，可我又绝没胆子去问他。
老爹和我打那之后，就再没怎么深聊过撸管的事。我的意思是，等我后来彻底长大成人了，开始跟女人约会了，我们倒确实是聊过的，可那味道，压根没法跟他那天抱着一摞我的淫书走进我房间、跟我打开天窗说亮话的那天比。高中那阵子我也跟几个姑娘好过，都不太当真。可是，等上了大学，事情就变了。我爱上了一个叫凯伦的姑娘，甚至都跟她求了婚。我知道自己心里还惦着男人，可那阵子我也确实馋上了女人的骚屄。凯伦人很辣，但模样看着却像个女教师。她在床上那股劲儿，跟她摆在旁人面前的样子，完全不是一回事。我们有那么几回，都快把婚事办了，两边家里也都点了头，可到头来，大概是老天爷不给这缘分。
现在，说回到眼下：
我大概都禁欲了六个月，忽然我妈给我打来电话，跟我说她要跟老爹分居了。我开车赶回爹妈家，一肚子奇怪，琢磨着到底是出了什么天大的事，能让他们在差不多三十五年的婚姻之后走到这步。等我到了家，我妈正在后廊上哭。她说，其实他俩商量分开都差不多快一年了，这一回，老爹是彻底走了。我这才知道，到那时候为止，他已经搬去跟他一个同事住了两礼拜了。我妈问我知不知道点什么，他外头是不是有女人了，等等等等。我跟她解释说我什么也不知道，她就又哭了一阵，然后告诉我，等这房子一卖掉，她就搬回南方老家去住。她说她不愿意就这么丢下我，可她实在没法再在这栋房子里住下去了。我跟她保证我能照顾自己，又跟她要了老爹现在住处的电话，就回了自己那儿。
我也不明白为什么，可我愣是等了一礼拜才给老爹打电话。这一个礼拜里，我天天跟我妈通电话，眼瞅着她一天天过去，伤心劲儿越来越淡，倒是一肚子火气越来越冲。我一直拖着没给老爹打，原指望他会主动打给我。可到了上个周五晚上，他还没打，我就决定我打给他。是他室友接的，说他去我妈那边了，取点东西。我留了我的号码，就等着他回电话。这通电话，始终没来。
周三晚上，快十一点半的时候，有人敲了我的门。我胡乱套上一条运动裤，去应了门。门口站着的，是我老爹，浑身上下，是他那副醉醺醺的光彩。我朝底下车道上望了一眼，瞅见他的卡车，半边车身还撂在大街上。我扶他在沙发坐下，自己笨手笨脚地在他裤兜里乱翻了一气，总算找着他的车钥匙，然后出门去把他的车停好。比起他不回我电话这事，我更气他居然醉醺醺地开车。停好车，我又回了屋。我听见老爹进了厨房的声音，接着又听见他开了罐什么——我猜是啤酒。我把他钥匙塞进门边一盆绿植里，然后走进厨房。
他就在那儿，大剌剌地在我饭桌边坐着，慢吞吞地喝着一罐啤酒，过了好一阵子才抬起头来瞧我。我挨着他坐下，什么话也没说，就等他先开口。
他喝完了手里那罐啤酒，时不时抬头看我一眼。我估摸着咱们可以等到早上再谈事，就搀着他站起来，跟他一块走到客厅沙发那边。我让他先稳一下，自己去给他找条毯子和枕头。等我再回来，就瞧见他正挣扎着想把自己那件 T 恤扒下来。我伸手帮他把衬衫脱了，跟着又动手去解他的靴子。
“裤子要不要也脱了，老爹？”我问他，心想他要是想自己脱，也尽可以自己来。就是到这会儿，我才头一回注意到，他其实压根没我原先想得那么醉。他一直盯着我解完鞋带、脱下靴子的动作，眼神那份利索劲儿，可不是个醉到那份上的人能装出来的。
“你想我脱掉吗？儿子。”
“行了，老爹，天不早了，我明儿一早还得上班。我没工夫跟你耗这个。你这算是怎么回事，今晚专程旷工来着？”我问他。
“嗯，我知道，儿子，对不住了。今晚我不当班，大概是多灌了几杯。”那一刻我就心知肚明了，这老头子根本就没醉。他真喝高了的时候，会跟你赌咒发誓说他是清醒的，妈的，你要说不是，他都能跟你打起来。他压根没醉到他想让我信的那个程度。
“那到底怎么回事，老爹？出什么幺蛾子了？”我正抬头看他的脸，他猛地一把抓住我的手，按在了他裤裆上。
“就是这么回事，我想要你操我。”他说，同时另一只手把我的脸往他斜纹布裤子里鼓出来的那一大包上按。我猛地一下挣开了。我看着他的脸，想弄清楚刚才他妈到底出了什么事。操他。他刚才就是这么说的！他就那么坐在我沙发上，一边解开裤子、把它往下褪的当口，一边冲我龇牙咧嘴地笑。到这会儿，他眼睛里已经全是狂野的光。他是喝了酒的，帮他把衬衫脱掉的时候，我确实在他身上闻见了酒味。我的目光往下，落到他的胸膛上。硬邦邦的胸肌上，盖着黑灰间杂的毛。我意识到自己正傻愣愣地盯着他看，等我们眼神再对上的时候，我觉出自己脸都红上来了。他还在那儿咧嘴乐，眼睛顺着自己的身子往下瞟。他穿了条护裆带。是那种很旧很旧的护裆。我就这么眼睁睁看着他的手攥住自己——两只手一起上，一边还看着我，看我这么看着他。
老天爷，他看着真他妈性感。比我才十五岁那会儿看着还带劲。我恨不得立刻拔腿逃出那屋子，可我整个人像被钉死在了地上。我简直没法信我老爹居然在撩拨我，他用的那词，更是把我的心神全搅翻了。
“过来，儿子。”他说。我就真过去了。
“想帮老爹把这袜子脱了吗，儿子？”
我伸出手，等着他抬脚往我手里搁。结果，他却一把揪住我的手，把我人整个往下拽，让我双膝跪在了地上。我就这么着，一个三十一岁的大男人，跪在了他爹两条大腿之间，眼珠子直勾勾盯着那条磨得不成样子的护裆带里那坨巨大的鼓包。他把身子往沙发里又滑了滑，把自己那硬邦邦的屁股撂在沙发沿上。等他抬起双腿，把脚尖冲着我，跟着朝我张开了大腿。那根鸡巴裹在护裆袋子里、屁眼几乎要露不露的样子，激得我硬挺挺的屌开始往外冒前列腺液。我把他袜子脱了，他把两只脚就搁在我身子两边的地板上。老爹猛地伸手隔着我的运动裤攥住我的屌，这一下偷袭把我震住了。
“你想操我吗，小子？你想把你那根大鸡巴捅进我屁眼里？哦，对了，你这摸着感觉真好，儿子，你身上这根肉家伙真不赖，真他妈不赖。”他低吼着，“让我瞧瞧那根骚东西。”我整个人又开始觉得自己像个十五岁的毛头小子了。可身子里头有股什么东西，猛地那么一翻，等我回过神，我已经站起了身，高高临下罩着我那骚得要命的老爹。我不再是十五岁了，我三十一了，而且性致勃发得要炸了。我隔着运动裤猛撸自己的鸡巴，把更多前列腺液从屌里挤出来，浸透了布料。“你想看我的屌，老爹？这就是你想看的东西？”我一边说，一边把运动裤从腿上剥下来，踢到一边。我就那么光溜溜地站着，撸着自己那根棍子，冲瘫在那儿打量我的老爹狞笑，他眼里全是饿狼似的光。“跟我来，猛男。到我屋去。护裆别脱。”我撂下这话，就把他丢那儿，自己转身往卧室去了。
我往床上一躺，等着我爹跟进来。像是等了浑似几个世纪的工夫，他才终于出现在门口，愣了一下。我能看出来他这会儿心里也有点发毛了，而也不知道为什么，我看见这样，心里反倒生出些快意。我就这么躺在床上，撸着自己的鸡巴，等着他到床上来跟我滚到一处。他看起来倒是很喜欢就这么盯着我看，可这跟我心里盘算的可他妈不是一回事。
“到这儿来，老爹，让我好好瞧瞧你那口骚屁股。”我看着他爬上床，然后脸冲我的脚，胯骑在我身子上方。我抬手把他的屁股蛋子往两边扒开。老天，那真是漂亮的一景儿！他长了一口绝好的屁股，他自己心里也清楚。
“你小子喜欢吗？喜欢老爹的屁股，嗯？”一点征兆没有，我猛地把脸凑到他屁股沟那儿，拿舌头舔上他的屁眼。他低吼了一声，整个人往前一瘫，两只手绕到背后，替我把他的屁股蛋子扒得更开。他把整个屁股全往我脸上怼，嘴里开始哼哼。
“对了，宝贝，就是这样，你喜欢我的屁股是吧？哦老天！拿你舌头操我的洞眼，小子。操，这他妈太爽了！把我这骚洞眼给我舔吃干净了，你这性感的小王八蛋，给我把你那根硬鸡巴预备好地方。哦操，这他妈太爽了。拿舌头捅我的骚洞眼，儿子。捅啊！！！！！！”
我老爹嘴里这通带着骚味的荤话，差点把我直接逼射了。我把他从我身上掀下来，自己翻身挤进他两腿中间。他立马抄起自己两条腿的膝弯，把它们高高举在半空。我简直没法信眼前这景象有多他妈惊人。他真是个看着辣透了的狗娘养的货，而我只想让他，拿他那根明摆着是根巨屌、现在还塞在那条被淫水浸透的护裆袋里的家伙，也来操我。我会操他的——就照他想要的那样，实际上是他正求我操——可今晚上，在完事之前，我也非得让我爹的大肉棒，连根带底地捅穿我的屁眼不可。“来啊，宝贝，”他说，“把那根大骚东西给我塞进屁股里，千万别悠着，我就想狠狠觉着那玩意儿把我给生撕开。”
我攥着自己正往外淌水的鸡巴，对准他那口漂亮的洞眼。我把龟头抵上他的屁眼，惊讶地看见那洞口在我龟头周围一阵痉挛。我没急着往里捅，先用龟头顶，跟着再用整根茎身，沿着他的洞口来回地蹭。我恨不得立马狠狠捣进去，可我还想让他再求我些。还想再听。其实我这九寸长的家伙，要忍住不捅进他那正等着挨操的洞里，是很不容易的，可对老爹来说，更难熬。
“来啊，宝贝，我非得觉着那东西捅进我屁股里，来吧，来啊，宝贝，干我。操我这洞眼！”
“想要吗，老爹？想要我把这根大屌给你捅进屁眼里？你想感觉我狠操那口洞？”
“要！来啊，儿子。我想要那玩意儿。我非得那根大家伙进我里头。求你了！！！！！！”这一声出来，就够了。我用膝盖稳着身子，把龟头抵上他的洞口，一下猛冲，头五寸一下子全捅了进去。
“啊啊啊啊啊啊……操操操操操操！疼得他妈的太爽了。好硬的大鸡巴……在我屁股里。爽啊！！！！！！”
我低头看着自己的鸡巴正塞在我爹的屁眼里，不得不赶紧合上眼睛。光是看见这景象，就已经快让我射出来了。
“感觉怎么样，儿子？你喜欢吗？老天爷，你在里头的感觉真是要了命了！”我直直盯住他的眼睛，腰往前猛地一沉到底，我那九寸长、硬邦邦的肉棍，就整个全捅进了他屁眼里。“嗯，我喜欢，老爹。你这屁眼真紧啊，老伙计。你还好吧？”
“操我，小子！甭担心，我受得住。狠狠操我。我就想疼。把你那根滚烫的鸡巴往我屁股里猛捣！！！”我往后抽身，把鸡巴抽到只剩头一两寸还留在他那正一抽一抽的洞里，然后，眼盯着他的脸，一股狠劲猛冲下去，整根捅到底。他猛地把头摔进枕头里，开始左右甩。我看不出来这到底是疼还是爽，又或者两者都搅在了一起，直到他抬起头来，跟我说：“现在操我吧，小子。我的意思是，给我下狠手地操！”
我开始猛捣他，分明感觉到他屁眼周围那些毛，正顺着我的鸡巴一块往他洞里带。那多出来的一层摩擦，滋味简直要命。
“对，就这样，儿子，”他喘着气说，“我早就知道你操起来肯定带劲。就这样，宝贝，大鸡巴捅在屁眼里。操，你这狠捣那根大骚东西的样子，看着真他妈爽。”
我把脸俯到他耳边，叫他跪起来。他点头说好，我就从他里头拔了出来。我大概是拔得太急了，因为我龟头滑过他肉圈的时候，他嗷地叫了一嗓子。我把他身子侧过来，横在床上；眼看着他脑袋趴到床上，两手绕到背后，替我扒开自己的屁股。我半点招呼没打，就把我那根憋得生疼的肉柱子捅了进去。他猛地抬起头来闷吼了一声。我使出吃奶的稀，开始玩命地猛顶他。没几下，老爹就开始把自己的屁股往后死命撞我的胯，跟我对操起来。到这会儿，他对这事的上劲程度，就算不比我多，也绝不比我少。我抄住他腋下，把他整个人拉起来，成跪直了的姿势。他脑袋一低，眼睛就死死锁在了通往步入式衣帽间的那两扇推拉镜门上。
我们俩的目光，在镜子里交缠在了一起。我简直没法信那景象。太过不可思议了。我们俩都被汗水浸得透湿，互相发出来的那种声音，是老爹和儿子之间绝少会彼此弄出来的。我发觉，在这个姿势里，我看起来跟我老爹在我这个岁数的时候，一模一样。也不知道为什么，这一下把我刺激得更凶了。我把嘴凑到他耳边，告诉他我要射了。他立马把头和肩膀再埋低下去，贴紧床面，把他的屁眼更敞亮地送给我。
“对，就这样，儿子。让我觉着你把那一泡精往我洞里射。哦，操！！！！！！射进我里面，宝贝。把你那一泡滚烫的浓精，给你老爹！！！！！！”我大概又猛捅了七八下，就开始在我爹身子里头，一股接一股地把滚烫的浓精往外狂喷。我能觉出他屁眼裹着我的鸡巴一下下收缩，我每一股精打在他前列腺上的同时都那么一收。等我感觉像是射了有那么十几股、力道猛极了的精之后，我抱着他往侧边一滚，我的鸡巴还一直留在他屁眼里。趁着我在倒气的工夫，老家伙已经把护裆的兜袋拨到一边，开始自己撸上了。那景象真叫人惊讶，我俩的鸡巴看着几乎一模一样。他的比我多一道更显眼的向上弧弯，可除此之外，一模一样。我攥住他的手，拦着不让他接着撸。
“别自己弄，老爹。”我这话带点命令的意思。
“哦，操，宝贝？我非得射不可了。就现在！”
“我倒是更想让你把那根大骚东西，捅进我屁眼里。”我一边说，一边觉得自己在他身子里的鸡巴又开始发硬了。
“我就是没法像你那样，挨得住那么猛的操，行吗？”我问他，看着他的脸。
“你确定？”他说，一边慢慢地把他屁股从我的肉棍上退下来。
“他妈的对极了，我就是想。就慢点儿来，成吗？我日子太长了，实在太长了。”我从他身上翻下来，拿手和膝盖撑着自己。我回头瞅他，正看见他在往下扒那条护裆带。我伸出手去，他就把它递给了我。我把护裆袋兜贴到脸上，他跟我说，他要我仰面躺着，这样他能看见我。等我翻过身仰躺好，爹已经把身子挤进了我两条腿之间。
“老天，你他妈真是漂亮，儿子。”我那阵子正开始咬嘴里他护裆的布料，听了这话，不情不愿地把那东西从嘴里拉出来，跟他说，我长得跟他一模一样。他笑了笑，说了声“谢了”，然后抄起我两条腿，高高地架起来。我们又互相打量了好一阵——他在仔细地瞧我，我看他看得自己性致越来越高，心里知道我到他这个岁数的时候，大概也是这副样子。就盼着自己到时候，还有他这副性欲。我低头，看他正拿自己的鸡巴磨着我的屁眼，我甚至能实实感觉到那上头透出来的热气。“慢着点儿，老爹，”我说，“我说我太久没做过了，这话可没掺假。”
“这么说的话，儿子.....”就看见他把我两条腿压到我胸上，朝我咧嘴一笑，紧跟着，他那张脸就朝着我屁股去了。我听见他含含糊糊地咕哝了句什么，像是“可算等着了”，然后他就低吼一声，整张嘴罩上了我的屁眼。我觉着他舌头开始撩拨我那洞口的时候，猛地倒抽了一口气。这一下子，好像反像给他加了股劲，因为接下来我就知道了，他简直像一头饿疯了的野兽，使出浑身的劲儿，对我那屁眼又舔又吃又啃。尽管我爱死他嘴上的这些活儿了，就连那些从他嗓子眼深处涌上来的闷哼和呻吟声也爱得要命，可他新冒出来的胡茬，已经开始把我的屁股蛋子磨得生疼了。
“轻点儿，爸，你这胡子茬快把皮都蹭掉了。”我含含糊糊地说。他抬起眼来看我，笑了笑。“对不住啊，宝贝。就是，我他妈盼着跟你干这事儿，等得实在太久了，一时没扛住。老天爷，你尝起来真他妈香。我真想一晚上就这么待着不动，把脸埋在你屁股里！瞧瞧你这屁眼！嗷嗷嗷嗷——”他低吼着，跟着，又开始只用舌尖一点点慢慢地舔过我的屁眼。我又叹了口气，他跟着低低笑了两声。
“预备好了吗，儿子？”他问我，一边用手背把自己嘴和胡子都擦干净。
“哦，好了。预备好了，老爹。就轻着点儿，啊？”我攥住自己膝盖后头，想把两条腿往更开了再捭捭。他支起身子坐在自己脚后跟上，那一刻我就知道，我这还是毛头小子的时候就开始在心里来回妄想的那个事，马上我就真要挨上了。他把我先前在他身上干的事照样来了一遍……先是龟头在我洞口四周来来回回地磨，然后再用鸡巴沿着我屁股沟上下地蹭，让整整一根的东西，直磨到卵蛋底下。老天，他看起来真是要了命地性感！他胸腔剧烈地起伏，喘息声也越来越重。跟着我发觉，他的阴毛跟我的不一样。我的又密又卷；他的，却更硬扎些，直愣愣的。眼瞅着我自己的爹，就这么盯着他自己的鸡巴在他儿子的屁股缝里来回地滑——这大概是我这辈子亲眼见过的，最最淫荡的画面了。我心里清楚，这一下是要疼的。这么些年，我由着别的男人操我的时候实在太少了，少到这回再弄，差不多又跟重新开苞一样了。是个积攒得快要炸开的处男。爹攥着自己那根正往下淌水儿的鸡巴，把龟头顶上我的洞口。他抬起头看着我，说了句：“我爱你，儿子。”
“哦，是吗？你是爱我的屁股吧。”
“你那屁股也爱，小子。你里头要是疼了，你得告诉我，成吗？”
“别瞎操心了，爹。要真疼，我一准告诉你。你只管轻着来。” 我尽最大力气把屁眼松下来，就在我跟我老爹四目交锁的那一刻，我感觉到他的龟头进来了。我知道他是在紧盯着我的脸，等我的反应；虽然确实疼，可我铁了心，他有多少家伙想往里塞，我就吞多少。等我觉着他龟头跨过我那道括约肌，他就把它定在那儿，好长一阵没动弹。我明白，要让他忍着不“一沉到底”，是很难受的，所以我心里挺感激。
“还好吗，儿子？要我拔出来吗？”他问。
“没事。你慢着来就成。老天爷，老爹，甭管你做什么，就是别他妈拔出去。”我告诉他。我就这么看着我爹低下头去，盯着我们眼下连到一块儿的那地方，嘴唇里漏出一小声呜咽；跟着，他让一长线唾沫从嘴唇上直淌下去，淋在自己的鸡巴上。跟着他攥着我的胯骨，又往我屁眼里多推进了一寸。我简直不敢相信，我真把我老爹的屌吞在自己身子里了！我闷哼了一声。他就停下了。我咬住嘴唇，摇摇头说：“别停，爹。就慢着、轻着来。”我感觉到他往外抽了一点点，跟着又开始往我里头推。虽然里头还是疼，可也不知为什么，我就是不肯让他知道。他之前要我干他的时候，叫我让它“狠狠地疼”——我虽然对疼呀什么的不感兴趣，可我得让他明白，我受得住。他这么一边盯着他自己的鸡巴从我里面往后退、又每回往里多进一点的时候，我就在仔仔细细地看他的脸。我打一早就知道我老爹这张脸“耐看”，可到了眼下，他浑身淌满汗水、多毛的厚实胸肌因为亢奋剧烈地一起一伏，我才算真真正正认识到，他妈的有多性感。
等这段感觉像是挨了好几个钟头，实际上其实只是他往外拔一丁点、往里多进一丁点，又磨了大概四五分钟之后，他往自己鸡巴上又吐了口唾沫，再又推顶了几下，终于，最后那三寸，也滑进了我身子里。等他长长地闷哼出来，而我也感觉到了他卵蛋拍在我屁股上，他就侧下身来，把嘴唇贴在我耳朵上，问：“你还好吧？”
这时候他身子的重量就把我两腿膝盖牢牢压在我胸口上；我腾出胳膊，两手捧住他的头，把他从我耳边拉开，把他脸拉到我自己脸前面。“我没事，爹。你就再给我一分钟，就这么待着不动，成吧？”
他直直瞧着我眼睛，笑了笑。等我也感觉到他胸膛全部的力道压在我两条大腿后面，他就把嘴凑到了我嘴上。我从前对跟男人亲嘴这事儿，不管办那事儿之前、中间、还是之后，从来就没喜欢过。可是在那一刻，我松开了嘴唇和牙关，由着我爹的舌头滑进了我嘴里！等到我也开始把舌头朝他嘴里顶的时候，他又开始渐渐把他那根鸡巴朝我被撑开了的屁眼外头退出来，然后再顶回我身子里去。虽然还疼，可我知道，他是坚持不了多久的。又这么过了大概两三分钟，他慢慢地在我屁股里抽抽送送，有时候会把嘴从我嘴上移开，好跟我说“你那屁股操起来可真他妈带劲”，到这时候，我里头终于渐渐服帖了，习惯身子被他的大家伙填满的感觉；说实在的，它往里滑的时候，那滋味居然跟往外头退的时候一样好受。到我那屁眼终于不再觉得像正被活活撕成两半的时候，我才头一回实打实地明白，被一个真爷们儿操，是可以爽上天的。我伸出胳膊绕到他身后，攥住他的屁股，把他拽得朝我更贴死了。
“好吗？喜欢这个吗，儿子？喜欢老爹把鸡巴往你那口骚屁股里捅？”我没应他的话，可攥他屁股蛋子的手，又加了把劲。
“你确实是喜欢的，对吧？觉着我大鸡巴在填满你！对啦，就这样，宝贝，让我进到你里头去，让我操这口骚屁股！老天，你里头又紧又烫。我爱死你这屁股了，宝贝，我爱拿我的大硬鸡巴操你！”我们俩终于找着了那股“节拍”，眼下，正在像两个半大小子一样疯狂地对操。我抬起嘴来啃我爹的下巴，一边把一根手指头捅进了他屁眼里。他屁眼里还灌满着我的精液，老爹一觉着我的指头正捅进他那被用过的洞里，就伸下手来攥住我的手，把我整根手指又往他里头多塞进去一截。
“哦，就是这样，宝贝！玩儿我这骚洞眼。操！用手指头干我，伙计，把你老爹这骚屁眼用手指头捅穿！操，你那里头的滋味太他妈要命了。大硬鸡巴捅在你屁股里，儿子，那根大硬鸡巴实实撑在里头！”老爹开始真真下狠手地往里猛捣我了，这一下把我插在他那湿透了的洞眼里的手指给晃脱了出来。早先我只是因为知道我那老爹居然……已经浑身发烫，眼下，他那九寸长的肉棒子在我肚子里来回按摩的滋味，也开始真正显出效验来了。我要是早晓得，有一根大鸡巴插在屁眼里能是这么个爽法，我从前一定会多给自己找机会尝尝这滋味。我过去也由着几个男的骑过我，可那几回，疼远远多过爽，但是这一回……这一回他妈简直是神了！！！！！！
“操我呀，爹！操我！！！！天爷，你那东西在我里头的感觉真他妈太要紧了！你喜欢我这屁股吗，老爹？喜欢操你儿子的骚屁眼吗？爽不爽？”
“爽得他妈的没法再爽了，宝贝，你热乎乎的屁股裹着我的大鸡巴！就喜欢这个，对吧，小子？觉着老爹的大硬鸡巴在你身子里？老天爷，宝贝，我可真不想等那么久，可等了也算值了。滚烫的、男人的骚屁股，操起来太他妈舒坦了！”老爹这时候已经在拼命地猛捣我了，每一下，都是整根鸡巴埋进我身子里的时候，再绕圈子转着胯骨往里研磨。隔不多几下，他那龟头的下侧就会在顶进来的时候，正正捣中我的前列腺，这一下，能在我肚肠深处，激开一种几乎叫人招架不住的痒酥酥、麻溜溜的感觉，一直往我脑仁儿里钻。我那根鸡巴，也跟开了闸似的，往外大股大股冒着前列腺液；老爹呢，就一面猛操我，一面试着把嘴凑上来，要把我的鸡巴嘬进嘴里。我拼命想多忍一阵子，想把那股“要了命的痒酥酥麻溜溜”的感觉，死死压住，可到这会儿，我已经觉出那滋味正在猛攻我的脑干。我攥住老爹的后脑勺，把他的脸拉到我自己脸上，硬把舌头挤进他嘴里。我们俩互相用舌头搅着对方的嘴，一边我求他，往深了操，能多深就多深。
我能觉出来，他也要马上冲过那道边了。于是我攥着他的头，把那张脸从我脸上拉开。我们俩的眼睛再次死死锁在一处。在我告诉他我要“觉着那一下”之后，他又把他那根鸡巴朝我肠子深处猛捣了三下，跟着把身子从我身上抬起来，开始往我屁眼里灌他的精液——从头到尾，他都盯着我的脸，看着我，自己这么泄出来。他整个身子，简直像是被什么突然发作的病症给攫住了，一边朝我里头猛捣，一边浑身打颤。他高潮那一下攫住他全副身心的时候，他嗓子里漏出一声长长的低吼。他往我里头灌的时候，那种感觉，几乎就像是有谁正在我屁股里撒尿。他刚把嘴低下来寻着我的嘴，我自己的鸡巴也喷发了，一股精液直射在他肚子上——那感觉，就像是有油在我们两具身子之间倾倒开来。他拿舌头在我嘴里疯狂地搅着，他这副不住打颤的身子，正被高潮最后的余波反复扫过的时候，他就一直这么蹂躏着我的嘴。
你要是还想听这后头还出了什么事，再跟我说一声。