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Mom Skipped Out
by Blucollar 2
Well like I said earlier. I don’t know what made mom think she would find something better out there. Even with a bit of a beer belly dad is one hot stud. One thing she has mentioned was why dad couldn't wear deodorant. She also mentioned I was becoming a carbon copy of my old man. I also failed to use deodorant and love the smell I produce. Nothing better than workin’ up a good sweat and then reaping the rewards. Well since she left we don’t have to worry much about that. Now being a closeted queer with a hot dad around is tough. I always try sneaking a look here and there. Dad usually wears the same type of cloths all the time. Jeans, work boots, tee shirts usually without sleeves. He goes commando all the time. I don’t think he owns a pair of underwear. When it’s the weekend he trades his jeans for cutoffs. That’s about it. During the week I usually wear traditional teen wear but on the weekends I copy dad again. I own underwear but neglect to use it. I have a couple of jocks for sport and gym that are well worn and never get washed. So now that you know a bit about us I'll tell you what’s up. The end of the school year came about two months ago in the summer. So when school ended dad said he was gonna take a week off to spend some time with me. Maybe go camping or something. Since this would be the last summer before I went off to college he wanted to waste little time. I was all for it. Spending time with my pop is the best. Since he is busy working a lot and I am on the wrestling team we don’t get to do much together.
Anyway after the summer began dad ran into some problems and had to hold off takin’ time off. He had a job that had to get finished and so postponed for two weeks. I took the time to bike and meet up with friends and stuff. When dad was finally off we decided to go camping for a long weekend. We would leave on Thursday. That gave us time to work on the house a bit beforehand. On Saturday and Sunday we decided to clean and fix the gutters. They really looked bad and needed help. Saturday we worked all day and got a lot done since it was cloudy and cool. Sunday however it cleared up and got a bit hot and humid. By noon dad and I both had our shirts off and he was going in the house to get us some beer. When he came back out he climbed back up the ladder and I followed. Nothing better than looking up his shorts. Nice loose cutoffs cut pretty short but not in a fag way. He also left the top unbuttoned all the time. I have the same kinda shorts and do the same with the button. As he climbed he let loose a huge fart. He laughed like crazy and I just screamed "DAD!!!".
"Sorry son, hope it don’t stink too much" Mom was right, he was a pig and I loved it. I played up that he was disgusting but I didn't mind smelling any part of him if truth be told. We finished up the gutters by 3 pm and put away all the tools. We were standing next to each other at the workbench in the garage and my dad said, "Damn boy, we both worked up a stink today. You gonna shower or join me on the deck for another brew?"
"Deck sounds good to me pop."
After three hours of drinking working and sweating we were pretty much loosened up. Dad sat down next to a cooler he brought out and opened two more beers. I sat across from him and we talked. "Well we got the big job done son now all we gotta do before we leave is clean up the yard some and maybe get the truck checked out. Besides that I am ready to relax some. I agreed. With that dad kicked off his work boots and socks. I did the same. Nothing better than sitting there with dad just in our cutoffs. Damn he was fine. I always fantasize about lickin’ him up. I would give anything right at that moment to lick the sweat off his toes and his pits. Anywhere actually.
"Joel, you still here" I snapped back to reality. "Yea dad what’s up?"
"Nothing you just seemed to go off into your own world." Dad stood up and pissed off the deck railing. He turned around and had left his shorts unbuttoned but still up and sat back down. "Hope I don’t have to get up to piss again for a while" he laughed. "Sure does cut into drinkin’ time."
"Who said you had to get up pop?" First he looked at me funny then laughed. "Sure Joel I'll just piss where I sit"
"Why not dad, what’s the difference if you get the deck wet. You miss and hit it all the time anyway." He thought about that a second and laughed again. "Hell boy you got a point. But then I'll get my cutoffs all wet. It will take forever for them to dry in this humidity."
"So take ‘em off dad."
"What the hell. Its just the two of us and no one can see back here unless they were trespassing anyway." With that he stood up and dropped his shorts. I was shocked. I didn't think he would be so open. Oh sure we see each other naked all the time but we don’t usually hang out that way. I wish we did but we don’t.
"So you gonna follow suit son or am I going solo?"
Didn't have to ask me twice. I dropped them in a second flat. About another beer and a half later I heard something dripping. Damn if dad wasn't pissing where he sat. "This feels damn good. You ought to try it son".
"I already have dad. I sit out here naked sometimes in the afternoon before you get home from work. Love the feeling of the sun on me and don’t mind the feeling of my piss neither."
"Damn son, I don't know half of what goes on around here. So you like pissing on yourself?" Damn if I hadn't just come out and said it. What the hell did I do? He is gonna think I am nuts.
"What else you like doing son?" As he asked that next question I looked over and saw my old man was getting blood in his cock. He was getting turned on. Hell this may be a good thing. "I like sniffing my pits or jock when I am jacking off. Sometimes I sniff one of your work shirts too."
"Really boy? You like the way your daddy smells?"
"Yes sir. I always have. I have always wanted to taste you too dad."
"Taste me? You mean lick my pits? Stuff like that?"
"Yeah dad, stuff like that."
"You a fag boy? You better tell me the truth."
"I think so dad. I put on a good show at school but give me a hot stud to work over anytime and I know I would be happier."
"I thought I caught you lookin’ at me strangely. Am I wrong or you got a thing for your old man son?"
"I always have dad."
"You want my cock boy?"
"Yes sir."
"You want my stink too boy?"
"Oh yes sir very much."
"We are gonna have to do something about that then. Come here on your knees boy. Daddy's been looking at you too. Been smelling you too. Daddy likes what he's got here and always has also. Never knew that my boy wanted to be daddy's queer though. You want to be daddy's queer fagot boy?"
"Anything you want dad."
"It will be daddy or sir when we are home alone." "Yes daddy."
"Come here and clean off my cock."
I got on my knees and started to lick his cock. He then put his hands behind his head and I got up and cleaned his pits. I cleaned him for what seemed to be an hour. I tongued every nook and cranny. While I did it he drank more beer. I got down to lick his balls and he started pissing. I drank what I could of what dripped off his sack. "Damn boy, you meant it. You cleaned me up good. Drank my piss. I may never need a shower again. You okay with that boy?"
“Yes daddy.”
"Get on your hands and knees for daddy. I need something myself."
I got down on all fours and dad got behind me and started eatin’ my ass out. I felt his tongue go up my ass and rim me good. He got me good and sloppy. Then I felt his cock head at my rose bud. He didn’t just put it in, he raped me. He tore my ass up fucking me hard. I was grunting but bit my tongue. It hurt like hell but I wanted it. He fucked me like there was no tomorrow. Then I felt his explosion deep in my bowels. It pushed the cum out of my own cock.
We both collapsed onto the deck, covered in sweat cum and piss. "Sorry son. I got over excited. I hope I didn't hurt you."
“Oh daddy. You didn’t hurt me. It was great!”
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We were able to take Friday off like we thought. I got to sleep in and woke around 8:30. I heard some noise coming from the kitchen so I headed in there. It was Jake, bare assed as I was, making coffee. He looked over and told me to sit and get the sleep out of my eyes. The hell with the sleep--I couldn't get him out of my eyes. As the coffee was brewing Jake sat across from me and told me we
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My parents divorced when I was young and I lived with my dad ever since. They were barely eighteen when they married and had me a month later. So dad was pretty young still. Dad was a construction worker and was masculine as hell. Things were pretty open around the house and it was often that I would see dad near naked or naked around the house or out on the deck. Our house was in the woods off a
Uncle Moves In, Part 2
I was outside feeding the dogs when I saw my uncle’s truck pull into the drive. He jumped out of the truck with a beer in hand and nothing but well-worn cargo shorts on. He yelled out, "Hey boy," when he saw me. "You sure have grown up!" (I hadn’t seen my uncle in about four years myself, even though dad had been fishing and camping with him through out those years.) Just then my dad appeared
Uncle Moves In, Part 3
I was barely able to understand what he was saying, but there was my uncle already in shorts at 6 am in the morning telling me it was time to go fishing. I really didn’t think he meant this early, but I slowly got out of bed and headed to the shower...he said, “Don’t bother...we can take a dip in the pond.” So I pulled on some shorts and sneakers and followed him out to the truck. He already had
Uncle Moves In, Part 4
One Saturday my dad went to work for some overtime and that left my Uncle and I to do the chores around the house. I had just gotten through mowing and was putting the tractor away when I noticed Jeb behind the barn. Jeb was a couple years my junior and lived on the property next door. His house was actually about a half mile from ours but he was still our neighbor. I waved him over and asked
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