|The Visit with Joe's Father by Dick Clinton10/09/2008|
My last year in school was more interesting than I had expected, especially after I met Joe. We had become good friends as well as sexually well-matched partners. I was still doing my cleaning chores, and working out with Joe. We would meet every Monday and Wednesday after school in the work out room in the gym. We would practice our 'wrestling'; which always ended up in a wild fuck. We were both getting pretty good at this 'wrestling' game. I never knew sports could be so invigorating. This was the only place we could get together in private and have an excellent time.
Joe had become more open and friendly with other students instead of being so introverted. He became very popular and I heard they were going to nominate him for 'Home Coming King' at the end of the semester. He was such a good-looking hunk, and I was proud to be his closest friend. I was anxious to see whom he was going to take to the dance. I hoped it would be me, but that would be just too much to expect. The whole school would be shocked to see the two of us dancing together.
I'd just returned from one of my school music trips and hadn't seen Joe for several days. I missed him terribly. When I returned, I decided to drop by his home to see him before I went back to the farm. It was right along the way and I wanted to surprise him.
Joe, his father, and two younger brothers lived in a rather disorderly house. Most people would refer to it as 'trailer trash' except it wasn't a trailer; it was a partially constructed home. His father was a contractor and had been working on it when his wife suddenly died of an illness. He took it very hard and lost interest in finishing the home so it remained unfinished since that time. The yard had grown up in weeds and untrimmed bushes. An old broken down car was half buried in the shrubbery, and an old washer sat next to the front porch. The place was in a state of disorder, which is why I avoided going over there much.
Today was an exception. I was anxious to see Joe so I decided I would just drop by. I had only been in the house briefly to make a quick phone call right after Joe and I started hanging around together. It was just as bad on the inside. Just envision, one man and three young sons living in this big house together. The place was very unkempt. They needed a good housekeeper to straighten it out.
I pulled into the driveway next to Mr. Fox's Ford pick-up that he used for his trade. Joe's motorcycle was parked under the partially built garage. I assumed Joe was home, so I went up to the door. I knocked several times and figured they must be out, but just as I turned to leave I heard the door unlock and slightly open.
"Yeah? Who's there?" came a man's voice through a small opening in the front door.
"Hi. Mr. Fox? It's Clint, Joe's friend from school. I was just driving by and thought I'd see if Joe was home," I said to the voice behind the door.
I heard the clicking of the door chain and then the door opened wider.
"Oh yeah. Clint. Come on in. Joe and his brothers went to a ball game and should be home any time now. Come in and wait if you like. Shut the door behind you and come on down stairs to the family room in the basement. I'm watching the baseball game on the big screen TV. Do you like baseball?" Mr. Fox continued talking as he went into the kitchen, grabbed some beer and a big bottle of soda.
"Excuse the way I'm dressed. I was just relaxing and watching the game. My boys are out and I was naked before I answered the door. Come on down stairs until they get here. Watch the junk on the stairs. Been meaning to throw some of that junk away, but I've been so busy working 10 to 12 hours a day that I'm just too tired to bother," he continued as we went down the stairs to the family room.
I hadn't seen much of Mr. Fox before and had wondered what he looked like. He was taller than I'd remembered. He must be about 36 years old. He had a butch marine haircut and a day old unshaven face. He had a square jaw, strong neck, deep set eyes, and a smile like his oldest son Joe. He had a very trim and well-developed body and a small amount of hair on his chest that formed a 'V' down his firm stomach over his navel and down to his pubic area. He was wearing a lose pair of white boxers and nothing else. I was amazed how sexy he appeared. I could see at first glance a nice package flopping around under his loose fitted boxers. Joe apparently inherited his body from his father, and perhaps his cock size as well.
"Clint, take a seat in that big chair over there. Have some soda? I've lost track of the ball game score and started to watch some of my VCR flicks instead. While the younger boys are gone, and I am alone, I have a chance to look at some of my art films, if you know what I mean." He smiled and winked at me
"So you and Joe work out at the gym together, huh? He told me the two of you wrestle together a couple of nights a week. It's good for him to have close friends. He gets so engrossed in sports, that he's become introverted. I'm glad you two guys are chumming around together. He is a good kid." He paused and took a sip of his beer before continuing.
"Tell me something, if I can be blunt, do you guys ever get a hard on while wrestling together? I know I always did when I wrestled," Mr. Fox suddenly asked me.
"That son of mine has a big prick, just like his dad's." Mr. Fox laughed again and squeezed his dick.
"I ... I have noticed he has a large ... dick," I stuttered trying to answer him. "But ... but ... Mr. Fox you're embarrassing me," I said as I lowered my head.
"Call me John. I'm sorry. I was just curious what you two do together. He told me a few things about you and said you suck a mean dick. I think that's cool. A stud like him never gets enough pussy because of his large penis, but he's probably told you that."
Just about that moment, the phone rang and he got up to answer the phone. When he passed by me I couldn't help notice he was starting to get a partial hard on, at least the bulge in his shorts seemed to be getting bigger. He talked to someone on the phone for a few minutes then returned and flopped down on the couch closer to me.
"That was Joe. He and his brothers are having some pizza with some friends and won't be home for another couple hours. I didn't tell him you were here because I thought you might want to surprise him," John said to me.
"I guess I should go and come back tomorrow," I said as I started to get up from the chair and leave.
"You might as well stick around for a while. It'd be a good time for you to demonstrate some of your talents," John said bluntly.
"I don't mean to shock you, but I enjoy a good blow job as much as the next guy. I don't have many women friends and since I work such long hours, I find very little time for sex."
"Let's watch one of my movies and meanwhile you can suck my cock if you like. We don't need to mention this to Joe."
"If you think Joe’s got a big prick, wait till you see what his daddy's got hanging between his legs." Just then John got up, took off his boxers, and stood naked before me with a huge hard on.
I thought Joe's eleven-inch cock was big, but his dad's dick was even larger. It had to be a good twelve inches of perfectly formed cock and the nicest set of low hanging balls I'd ever seen.
Before I could say anything or protest, John pulled me from the chair, pushed me to my knees, and placed his dick to my lips. I gripped his massive cock with one hand and placed the other against John's thigh. I wanted to suck it, but his movements made it awkward to guide it into my mouth. Not only was it long, but as big around as my wrist and too big to fit comfortably in my mouth. I managed to pull back just enough to speak.
"Please, Sir. I'll suck your cock, but you'll have to let me do it my way. Please Sir, give me a chance," I pleaded.
John realizing he had too much to drink and stopped trying to force his cock into my mouth. He paused and shamefully looked down at me kneeling before him pleading for a chance to satisfy his desire.
There was a short silence while I wiped the moisture from my mouth. I looked up at John and realized he was embarrassed at his forcefulness. I situated myself between John's long muscular legs, and gently adjusted John's balls and gripped his cock.
"Sir, just kick back and enjoy your movies while I make you feel good. I'm going to remove my sneakers and jeans so I can be comfortable too. Then I'm going to give you the best fucken blow job you ever had. Relax."
John got comfortable on the couch, encircled his long legs around me, and placed his feet on the coffee table. This was going to be better than he imagined. It had been a long time since he'd had a good suck job.
I was still flabbergasted at the large fine-looking cock that was presented before me. I always enjoyed sucking off Joe, and now the thrill of sucking off his dad's large cock was just as thought-provoking. I moved forward to inhale the body pheromones between John's powerful legs. I buried my face deep into the soft spongy balls and inhaled again. John let out a deep sigh of contentment while I gave service to him.
"Oh yeah, boy! Lick my balls and swab them clean. Unn hun. That's nice," John groaned as I licked and kissed his balls.
He smelled so musky and manly. I gripped John's large cock with one hand, as I ran my swiftly moving tongue up his shaft. There was ample area to cover and I was going take pleasure in every inch of this colossal dick. I steadily moved up to the stocky cock head to lick and savor the salty beer tasting precum liquids oozing from John's piss opening.
"Damn! You know how to make a man's prick feel fine. No wonder my son likes having you about. I have it in mind to use you whenever my boys are not at home. Oh. Yeah, that's a good move. Suck it babe. Make me shoot a big gob of man juice for you," John said as I continued pleasuring him.
I continued to take pleasure in the intense cock sucking, but I wanted more. I mainly wanted to have John's cock deep in my ass. I loved sucking John's cock, but possibly I could convince John to fuck me. I always enjoyed it when Joe fucked me, but could John's enormous cock penetrate my sphincter?
I hesitated for a minutes then I repositioned myself on the couch, faced John, and straddled his hips. Joe opened his eyes to observe what I was going to do. Then he realized I was going to try to sit down on his cock. John positioned his large coarse hands to my firm buttocks and balanced me as I little by little squatted on top of John's dick.
"Are you sure you want to try this? I've never fucked an ass hole before but I've always wanted to try. The guys tell me it's even better than pussy. You're not a virgin, are you?"
I laughed calmly and said. "Hell no! That son of yours fucks me all the time. Whoops!" I said out loud. Perhaps I shouldn't have confessed that to him.
"You mean to tell me that Joe's has been 'punking' you all this time? Why you little fucker. You've been his 'bitch' all along. Hot Damn! Let's get this show on the road. My boy Joe's has been getting your boy pussy spread out so you could take his daddy's dick. Get your ass on that couch and let me fuck you 'doggie style'. I need to get off," Joe demanded as I moved cautiously up onto the couch.
"I don't have any lube handy so I'll just pour some beer on my dick and let it run into your hole. I want to take my time fucking you before I cum. It's been quite some time that I've found a nice warm pussy to dump my load in."
"Sir. I don't know if I can take it without some Vaseline or something for lubrication. You're not the first big dick I've taken, but it's no doubt the biggest. Sir. Please promise me you'll take your time and not split me open. I need to share my boy pussy with Joe."
"Quit stalling and bend over the back of the couch. I'm not going to hurt you. I want us both to enjoy a good fuck. Bend over and let's get started," John said as I leaned over the back of the couch waiting nervously while John poured some beer on his dick, then some on my ass crack.
I had never used beer for lubrication before, but I needed something moist. I knew John was not about to rim my ass hole before he fucked me. John started exploring my ass hole and roughly put one finger into my anus. I flinched, then John placed more fingers into my hole to prepare for his entrance. A cool rush of beer was being poured over John's fingers as he finger fucked me.
"You have such a tight hole. Are you sure Joe's been fucking that sweet little hole? I can understand why my boy enjoys using your asshole for his cum dump. It's so tight. Okay, boy, spread your butt cheeks, Joe's daddy's gonna breed you. This might hurt but I think you like a little pain while you're getting fucked. Don't you cocksucker?" John continued to guide his cock head into my hole.
More beer was applied as John's cock head slipped into the first few inches of my anus. Then a few more quick shove, then a few more inches. John waited until my hole began to relax and receive his cock. John took a deep breath, grunted and moved in a few more inches. I flinched again, but held my ground.
"Fuck, boy. You've got half of my prick in you already, now hold on. I'm going in deeper. Ah shit that pussy's tight. Oh Yeah, babe. You're gonna to enjoy this 'daddy dick'. Hold on! Hold on!" John repeated as his cock went deeper and deeper into my tight love canal.
John gave one more push and it went in me all the way in to his balls. He gasped and gripped my buttocks. It was an awesome feeling.
I moved back onto John's impaling dick and started twitching and shuddering. I was cumming without touching myself. My ass muscles tightened around John's monster cock. I could feel John's warm balls pressing against my backside. I gasped and continued to enjoying my first orgasm with John. I shook and trembled one more time, then took a deep breath and sighed again.
John didn't know what was happening at first, but finally he realized he had hit that special 'G' spot in his male partner. He laughed softly and hugged me tightly as his dick was still buried deep in my warm body. I had readily taken his full twelve inches of cock, and it felt great.
"That was awesome. You shot your load when I hit that special spot. Does that happen often? I thought only women came when you fucked them. That was different. Now it's my turn, boy. I'm hot and ready to use your tight ass," John continued. "Man, that was incredible," he responded.
"Take me Sir, Use my ass hole for your satisfaction. I love the feel of your hard prick deep in my body. Fuck me! Fuck me hard! You've really got me turned on again. Your dick feels fantastic. Fuck me! Fuck me Mr. Fox please. I need your cock in me. Use me and fuck me hard. I want your daddy dick," I begged John.
"Oh yeah. You're a hot little slut whore. I'm gonna fuck the hell out of your boy pussy. Man. You've got a tight hot ass. You like that 'daddy dick', don't you bitch? That's what you are. You're my hot bitch and I'm gonna use your boy pussy for my pleasure. You like that? You like me calling you my bitch? What a hot fuck you are. Uh huh. Uh huh. Damn good boy. Good pussy bitch. Fuck you. Fuck you, slut, cock sucking, pussy boy. I'm gonna use your slut pussy and dump my sperm in your cunt," John continued to call me names and slap my bare buttocks.
He fucked me hard and long and then he'd slap my buttocks. He would shove it all the way in him, then pull it out slowly until it would almost slide out, then he would shove it back in hard. His balls constantly slapped against me. I begged for it. I wanted it hard and rough. I wanted to be used by this stud and to call me degrading names.
"Fuck me harder, harder. Shove that 'daddy dick' deep in that boy pussy. Oh Yeah, That's it. Give it to me like a man. Give it to me Daddy. Bury every inch of your stud meat in my ass hole. It's yours to use. Fuck me hard. Make me cum again. Oh god I need your cock deep in my body. Oh that's it. Harder! Harder!" I begged my man fucker.
John could feel his nuts tighten. He needed to release his cum. It had been quite a while since he got off with another person. He needed this in the worst way. The feeling was sensational. He was pounding his cock unmercifully hard and deep into Clint's ass. He was releasing all his tension with Clint. It was good, real good.
I started to cum again as John pounded my ass and massaged my prostate. My love canal tightened and gripped John's plunging meat. This caused John to cum.
John soon felt a memorable contraction in his balls. My ass hole gripped his plunging cock and caused him to start to cum. His prick was expanding to full capacity, stretching my love canal for the final discharge of his sperm. A wonderful tingling surge shot through out his body as he began releasing a much-needed orgasm. He moved faster and faster. Sweat was rolling down his body. His low hanging balls slapped against my balls. He paused and buried his twelve inches of manhood deep into my hot ass. He grabbed my buttocks and held me tightly against him and began cumming deep into my receptive body.
He shook, moaned out, and shook again, releasing gush after gush of love juices. He released such an abundant amount of liquid cum that it was oozing out of my ass hole, I could feel it oozing out around his shaft and running down my balls. He shoved in one last time, stopped and collapsed forward onto me. We lost our balance and rolled off the couch and onto the floor.
John's dick was still impaled in my ass. Our bodies were wet with sweat and sticking together. John's rough unshaven face rubbed against mine as he began kissing my neck and nibbling on my ears.
After a few minutes of deep breathing, I began to chuckle realizing we were on the floor, stuck between the couch and the coffee table. A bottle of beer had tipped over and was running on my forehead. John started licking my face as the beer continued to pour. Then John laughed softly and kissed me tenderly on the mouth.
"I hope you like warm beer," John said, then both of them laughed again.
"I think we better try to get untangled and get dressed before the boys come home. This might be hard to explain," John said as he tried to get up again.
John let his semi-hard cock slip easily from its nesting place in the depths of me, his pussy boy Clint. He managed to perch his ass briefly upon the couch, before standing.
I pulled myself up from the floor, and found I was staring directly at John's softly hanging cock. I couldn't resist. I opened my mouth and engulfed the eight or nine flaccid inches of cock into my mouth, and managed to swallow it to the base of John's hairy crotch.
This was a sudden and unexpected pleasure for John to have me go down on his cock like this. It was sensational. I could feel his reaction as it shuddered through him.
I continued to clean and enjoy the juices still remaining in John's cock and under his foreskin. Soon it began to grow and it became more than I could swallow, but I didn't stop sucking. I caressed both of the big low hanging balls and continued to service John's luscious cock until he began to cum again, releasing another gratifying flow of love juices directly into my mouth and down my throat.
"Oh my God. That was unexpected," John said. "... And no doubt one of the best blow jobs I've had in years. Damn boy! You are a real cock-sucking slut, as well as a good piece of ass. Damn! Damn! Damn!"
John kept repeating as I milked down the last few drops of sweet nectar from John's long shaft.
John bent over and kissed me on my blond curly hair then said.
"You can use the half bath over there to clean up and put on your clothes, while I run upstairs to the shower before the boys arrive. Take your time and just sit here on the couch and have some soda. No more beer for you!" John laughed, grabbed his shorts, and hurried up the stairs to the shower.
I picked up my clothes and went into the half bath to clean up before Joe could discover that Joe's hunky, hung dad and I had wild unadulterated sex. I sat on the toilet to clean my ass hole but decided to keep the warm load of cum deep in my body. The thought of Mr. Fox's cum remaining in me was kinky, but awesome. That huge cock felt sensational inside my body. Mr. Fox sure knew how to fuck. I'm looking forward to getting fucked by him again. All I had to do is break the news to Joe that his dad had fucked the hell out of me and we both loved it. I loved to be rough fucked by men and Joe's dad was a rough fucker.
Joe Returns Home.
I continued to clean up and as I was combing my hair, the door opened and in walked Joe.
"Hey, my hot little wrestling buddy, how ya been? I missed you while you were gone. I couldn't find anyone that would wrestle with me like you do. I wondered if they were afraid of me?" Ha! Ha! "I offered to train Jerry Johnson, but he declined," Joe continued.
Joe stopped talking while we clung to each other in a big masculine embrace. The hug lingered, and soon Joe's hand was descending down my firm bubble butt. The embrace soon became more arousing. Joe awkwardly unbuckled my jeans and pulled them downward over my butt. I kicked off my shoes and pulled my legs out of my jean. Meanwhile Joe was removing his pants and shorts down with one hand, and stuck his finger into my moist cum filled ass hole. Our eyes never left each other's eyes. I wondered what he was thinking. Did he know I had just had the fuck of my life by his Dad?
Joe lifted me and placed my bare ass on the cold counter top. We began to kiss. Joe lifted my legs and guided his hard cock into my moist well-used ass. He pulled me downward on his cock.
My ass hole was always ready for Joe's big cock, only this time my ass was full of warm cum Joe's father had deposited deep in my body earlier. Joe didn't seem to notice, and if he did, he didn't care. He was hot to fuck me and I was ready to receive him. Joe plunged his hard cock directly into my asshole and began to wildly fuck. My hole was warm and wet. It was an awesome fuck.
"Oh, Joe. Fuck me man. I love your big cock deep in me. Fuck me man," I muttered in between wild tongue sucking kisses.
I'd never seen Joe this untamed and passionate before. Joe must have really missed me. It was like a lovers welcome home. Joe was jabbing his cock into my love hole and cum was squirting deep into my wet canal. It was a quick and but passionate orgasm. Joe took a deep breath, wiped his brow and looking directly into my eyes said.
"Welcome home lover. You're as warm and first-rate as ever. Your boy pussy was so moist and warm. I like it that way." Joe carefully wiped the remaining cum from his cock and pulled up his clothes. I scooted my butt from the counter top, picked up my jeans and began dressing again. We washed up, kissed, and went back into the family room where Joe's father was sitting on the couch watching TV. He smiled at us knowingly.
"Hey Joe. How was the ball game today? Did you bring us any Pizza?" Mr. Fox continued.
"Clint came by to see you before he was returning home. It's getting pretty late so he can stay the night here with you, if he wants. I gave the boys permission to stay overnight at Tommy's house tonight, so it will be just the three of us men." Mr. Fox looked up at Clint, smiled, and winked.
You may wonder if I stayed the night. I sure did and got fucked by both Daddy John and my lover Joe.. Each one fucked me 3 times each than night. All this took place in Daddy John's big California King size bed. It wasn't the last time I spent the night and was fucked many times each night. Quit often Daddy John would bring home several of his best friends and other construction men to fuck. He said it kept his crew happy. I loved this family. I discovered Father and Son fucking was the best.
Dick Clinton BACK TO THE TOP
Joe's friend from school. Never been sucked off by a guy before but now he loves Clint's suck jobs.l