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Subject: Traveling Salesman, Part seven The Traveling Salesman and the Farmer's Son By Danny Smith Part Seven My words stumbled in disbelief: "What...what do you mean you can make it happen?" "Chuck, think about it. Right now your Dad is sleeping with my Dad in his bedroom. And if I know those two, they haven't been sleeping much! Anyway, your Dad and I are...close I guess you could say...and we talked a lot about life and stuff. And about you. I know you don't believe me about having sex with him, but I swear it's true." "What did he say about me?" "Just that he loves you a lot. In a fatherly way, of course, but also...well...he thinks you're hot and frankly he would love to have sex with you someday. That's exactly what he said. In fact, I wanted to fuck you just now but I didn't because I thought it was only fair that he be the one to bust your cherry. He's just so cool that I thought he deserved it." I had heard the word `cherry' as it applied to girls, but I guess I instinctively understood that it could apply to a guy's first fuck as well. "So how would you handle this?" "Simplest thing in the world. I'll just walk over there sit down and explain what's going on. From everything I know about your Dad, there will really only be one question and that's `does he want it?' My Dad was the same way. When he finds out you want it as bad as he does, he'll come over here and...well, you know." I sat there in disbelief for long moments imagining the situation, hoping this was real and not a dream that I'd wake up from. Finally Alec brought me back to the real world: "Dude? What's it gonna be?" "Oh God, yes. Oh God, yes." "That's kinda what I thought. Back in a flash. Wait, actually, I won't be back, I've got no business here now. I'll spend the rest of the night with Dad. So the next person that walks through that door is going to be your own Dad. And I guarantee he'll be horny and ready to go." I had no answer to that; I just watched him, mesmerized. "Alec, shouldn't you put some clothes on? You're stark naked!" He turned around and smiled, "You still don't understand this do you? Yes, I'm going to walk into my Dad's bedroom, stark naked and I'm going to tell your Dad to come over here and fuck your brains out, or whatever it is you guys want to do. Trust me, dude, this will be beautiful. Your Dad's good." I watched him open the door and leave, his dick swinging from side to side as he walked. He left the door open a crack and I peeked out to see him go into the master bedroom. After about five minutes I saw the bedroom door open and saw my Dad. He was standing there nude, and turned to softly close the other door. He was the most beautiful, hottest, sexiest thing I had ever seen. And he was heading tuzla eve gelen escort my way. I stood back from the door to let him come in easily but made no move to get back into bed myself. I wanted him to see me naked when he walked in so he would know I was truly waiting for him. My cock was hard and sticking straight up. He stepped in and closed the door behind him, then stood there for a second, each of us looking at the other. Finally, he came over to me, and reached out to grab my boned up cock. "That's quite a rod you've got there, son. Want me to help you with that?" I wasn't sure if I could speak so I nodded, then worried that in the darkness he wouldn't see me. "Yes Sir." "Don't worry son. This is all right. It's just you and me here." "Oh Dad, I..." and at that point he kissed me. The room began spinning and I melted into his big strong arms. He held me close to his muscular chest. I wrapped my arms around him, held him tightly, and opened my mouth to his probing tongue. "Let's lie down on the bed, what do you say?" "Yes Sir." "No need to call me sir. Unless you want to. You can just call me Dad. Or Daddy. Whatever you like. This is going to be a special night." We both laid down on the bed and continued to kiss and embrace each other. I could feel his cock hardening against mine and reached down to feel him up. I grabbed his hairy balls and stroked them. I kept thinking that here was the source of my life. I had my own Dad's balls in my hand. The very balls I had shot of 16 years ago. He whispered in my ear "Tell me what you want." "I want to satisfy you. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to fill me full of cum. To shoot everything you've got deep inside my body. But most of all I want you to be satisfied." "That's a tall order. But let's do it. You've never been fucked yet have you?" "No, Sir, um, no Dad." "I'll do my best to be gentle...but it may hurt." "I don't care if it hurts. It will be worth it. I just know it will." Danny's Story When I heard Chuck say those beautiful words to me, I loved him more than ever. And I wanted him more than ever. I wanted this to be memorable for him. I knew from talking to both Greg and Alec, that Greg kept a tube of KY in Alec's nightstand. That way if Alec had a friend over that he wanted to fuck, or if Greg wanted Alec's ass in the middle of the night, it would be easy enough to lube up. I checked the night stand and, sure enough, there it was. I had Chuck lie down on his back and started a little foreplay. I played with his nipples and licked them awhile, then kissed my way down his young body until I reached his hard cock. After sucking on it for a few minutes I began licking his ball sack, then his taint, tuzla otele gelen escort then lifted up his legs and started tonguing his ass. By the time I was finished he was more than ready -- he was arching his body with desire and moaning shamelessly. I lubed up my own cock, then spread a little on my finger and started greasing up his hole, then finger fucking him. "Just relax," I soothed, "and keep relaxing. Don't try too hard. I know you want it, but if you try too hard you'll just tense up. Every man in this house has felt what you're about to feel and we're all better off for it. You will be too." He loved my one finger up his ass and only winced slightly when I started using two. I was patient and kept trying to sooth him with my words while I was loosening him up with my fingers. "That's it son, keep it loose, keep it relaxed. I'm going to use three fingers in just a second and I want you to just relax and go with it. When you get used to three fingers I'll go to four, and at that point it will be as thick as my cock. Ready?" His "mmm" reply was all the encouragement I needed. I spent several minutes with three fingers up his ass, then slowly withdrew my three fingers and inserted four. One sharp intake of breath was all he allowed himself. I continued massaging his rectum, twisting my hand around to get in up to my knuckles, then just a quick short push to get past them. A little louder "unnhh" was my reward, which again I took as an encouraging sign. He was ready. I withdrew my hand, raised his legs up to my shoulders, and began rubbing my greasy cockhead against his hole. Gradually adding more and more pressure, I paused at the opening, but just for a second. With one push, I was in. "Owwww!" and it wasn't soft either! "Easy son, easy, relax, Daddy's here, Daddy's here, don't worry, just relax. I'm your Dad and you're my son, I'm not going to hurt you. Just take Daddy's cock and keep it in your ass for another minute. You'll get used to it." With that I grabbed his penis with my still greasy hand and began massaging and stroking it. That seemed to do the trick. "Chuck this is a special night in your life. You're not a virgin anymore. You hear that? You're not a virgin. I just busted your cherry and you're taking it like a real man. Keep thinking about that. Picture my cock inside you, inside your bowels, picture Alec getting fucked just like this by his own Dad." "And you." I hesitated for a moment wondering what he meant: that I also fucked Alec, or that he was picturing me getting fucked by my Dad. I didn't want to discuss it at that moment of course and figured it was something we could get in to on the ride home tomorrow. All the time I was talking tuzla sınırsız escort to him about opening up I was also pushing my rod further and further up his tight hole. God it felt great: warm, soft inside, smooth, and it fit my cock like they were made for each other. We were bonding. Flesh of my flesh. My body inside of his. I began pulling out and thrusting back in, each time going deeper until he was taking it all. That's when the fun really began for both of us. As we got into our rhythm the bed actually started to squeak. I pictured in my mind Greg and Alec standing outside the door laughing. I learned later that they weren't, but I wouldn't have cared (or slowed down!) if they had been. This was the real thing -- a father and a son combining their genes, their DNA, their very lives. Again and again, faster and faster, deeper and deeper, I kept it up, pounding my son's willing ass. He responded just like I had always hoped, by screaming and moaning, not in distress or even in discomfort, but in sheer pleasure. With each thrust he tried to clip out a word or two: "Dad...I...feel it...inside...me...your cock...god...big...bareback...Daddy...fuck...oh... Dad...fuck...me...I...love...you...so...much...ahh hhhhh." That last exclamation wasn't just him, it was also me. Both of us at the same time exploded in ecstasy. His hard cock was twitching and spurting his juice out without him laying a finger on it, while mine was stuck deep up his asshole twitching and throbbing as I ejaculated every drop of jizz in my balls into his body. Our orgasm continued almost a full minute, spasm after spasm from both of us. I saw a tear drip out of one eye and knew it was a tear of joy, of fulfillment, of a wish coming true. I didn't want to spoil the moment with too many words, but I knew what he wanted to hear: "I love you." By now we were both calming down, our cocks were softening, and we were finally catching our breath. I pulled out as gently as I could and looked down at my handiwork. My son's well-fucked ass was a sight I'd dreamed about for years. His pleasure had matched mine and we were now closer than any other father and son I could think of. Even more than me and my own Dad, or than Greg and Alec. I knew he was full of my juice. Some guys like to get up, go to the bathroom, and get more cleaned up and comfortable at a time like this. I asked him if he needed to do that. "No, not at all. I just want to keep you load inside me forever." Then he looked up at me and said, "Remember when I was little and I'd get scared to be alone in a storm, or I had a nightmare? You'd come into my room and get in bed with me. You'd hold me close and we'd snuggle until I went to sleep." "I sure do." "Could you hold me like that now. I want to snuggle with you." He rolled over on his side and so did I. I put my arm around him and pulled him close to mine. Our naked bodies fit together like two spoons in a drawer. I said a little prayer thanking God for this moment and we both fell asleep listening to the rain outside. To be continued...