Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2006 02:12:30 EST From: Wolf904776@aol.com Subject: Coach Wilks and my Dad. Part 3 This is a fictional story. All the characters are fictional and is based on a fantasy of mine. If you are less than 18 years old or sensitive to this kind material, then I would encourage you to seek out some "G" rated area where there is such type of material. What you are about to read is for adult entertainment only. Coach Wilks and my Dad. Part 3 From _Wolf904776@aol.com_ (mailto:Wolf904776@aol.com) I was not sure if what happen was real or I was dreaming. Dad and I were together. As I laid there I felt as if I was a corpse. I had no energy in my body even to lift my head off the blanket; either my arms or legs. I just wanted to sleep it off. The only thing I could feel was my father touching me. He was caressing my chest and head. Here and there, he would play with my cock as if trying to stimulate me but he knew that what I had cum was more powerful than what I have ever experience. Being with him gave me such force to cum that literally I shot all my life energy into his throat. Not only that, the sensation having my cock deep in his throat was so overwhelming that I simply lost myself in the ecstasy. I have never experience such primal drive in my life. Now another part of me wanted more. More of my dad, more of what he can do for me. Being with him was not enough. As he caresses me, I simply relax. I could feel his own cock pressing against my leg. His hand caresses my chest as if he was enjoying playing with the soft fur on my chest and stomach. I wanted to savor this moment, but again, I want more. That part of me wanted him inside of me. As I open my eyes, I look up to see him looking at me. "Hi Bud," he greeted me. "Hi," I reply to him. "You ok. For a while I though you pass out," he said. "It felt like a volcano erupted in me. Everything that came was boiling hot. And the pressure, was too much for me to handle" I told him. He just smiled at me and tried to reassure me that what occurred was natural in men. When some of my energy had come back to me, I wrap my arms around him and brought him to my lips. I kissed him not as if he and I were having sex, but a kiss of gratitude for what he had given me. His love, his attention. I have not heard of any father who would do it with their sons in this fashion. Most of all, I have never heard of any father who would accept their gay son and bond with them at this level. I look at him more intensely as he kept caressing me. "Dad" I said to him. "Yes Bud" he replies. "Dad..." I try to say to him. "Yes, Bud!" he said again to me. "Dad..." It was hard for me to find the words. "Dad, can you... can you... what I'm trying to say, can you fuck me! There I said it," I told him. His hand stops caressing my chest. Those eyes of his were like orbs of black waters in the still of a summer's night, looking at me. I was not sure if he was in shock, or trying to scan me to see if I knew what I asked of him. For those several seconds, I thought that the world had ended. That time itself stood still and the only two in the world was he and I. He looked at me in such a way that I was afraid that what I asked of him I did not register. To have him inside of me. "Bud, you know what you asked of me?" He asks me. "Yes dad, I know what I am asking of you," I tell him. As I try to find the correct words, he relaxes and kept caressing my chest and stomach. "Dad, I love you. What we done, for me its heaven. But there is that part of me that wants more. I may be selfish, but I want you inside of me and I want to keep you inside of me as long as possible" I try to explain to him. John looked at his son with awe. He never heard his son being so direct with him and demanding such an act from his father. "Bud, you know how big I am when I am totally erected. You know that if I fuck you, I will not be in control. At one point, I will zone out and the only thing I will want is to fuck the life out of you no matter what. To ejaculate everything that I have in me into you. You will scream and be in such pain that I will not care. You realize what you are asking of me?" he told me. "Yes, I do. For this moment in my life, I want to have you all to myself. Ever since I became aware of who I am, my own sexuality, and then the way you accepted me for who I am, for a long time I have fantasized having you" I told him. John took his hand and brushed the hair off Brian's forehead. He lean forward and kissed his son. "Dad, can I ask one more thing. Let's not do it here. Take me to my bedroom," I told him. When John got up, he extended his hand out toward his son. He helps him get up. They left the blanket and all the pillows on the floor. Brian went to his pant to retrieve the lubricant that he got when he went upstairs when his father was asleep. "I was going to use this on you. Now you will need it" he gave the bottle to his father. His father looked at him with surprise. At first he thought that Brian had planned all of this, but he knew better. John grabbed his son by the waist, brought him closer, and kissed him. He held him closer as they headed towards Brian's room. On a leisurely pace, his father took his hand and began to explore his son's hole. Brian could feel his father inserting one his finger into him. As they climbed the stair, for a moment they stop. He decided to be more aggressive with his son. He forces another finger into Brian. Brian was surprise. He was feeling waves of panic wave through his body. He stood there as if he was not in control. He could feel the intrusion he was receiving from his father. More than that, the muscles around his hole was in spasms. John looked at his son and asked him, "Are you ok?" "Yea, I'm ok. I was not expecting this too soon," Brian responded back. John lean into his son and kiss his son's neck. As he kissed him, he took another finger and inserts into his son's hole. Now Brian was feeling three fingers being push up into him as they pause on the stairs. "You want me to stop," his asked his son. "No, don't stop," he replies. They both proceeded up the stairs. As they walk, John kept the pressure into his son's hole. All three fingers were well in. Brian had to realize that his father may have the features of a Robert Redford and a lumberjack, but his father's hands were big. Thick fingers that could almost be characterize as fingerling sausages. To have all three finger as you walk was a new experience for him. As they walk towards Brian's room, John decided to take his son into the shower. "I thought we were going into my room?" Brian asked him. "We are, but I want to take a shower first," his father told him. As they pause, John force more pressure up this son's hole. For Brian it felt as his father was fisting him. As they headed into the shower, John kept pressure on his son's hole. The waters cascaded down both their bodies. John leaned down and began to kiss and suck his son's nipple. As he did, he withdraws part of his finger then pushed them up with force. John could feel his son's body responding to his intrusion. With each fuck of fingers, Brian reacts as if he is being rape. "Put your hands out and lean against the wall," John orders his son. Brian turns around and did what his father orders him to do. As he leans against the wall, and spread his legs, John knelt down and again force his fingers into his son. By now, he had almost all his hand in his son He saw how much his son and him were alike. Even looking from the back, he saw how much his son took after him. The low hangers that he has, his son has them as well. John reached under and grab his son's testicles. He gently caressed them, pull on them, and begin to play with them. Brian could feel more pressure being place as if his father was trying to put his whole hand in his ass. He was realizing that when his father tried to go deeper with his fingers, he would graze his prostrate. With each graze his brain was receiving waves of pleasure. "Agh..." Brian yell out to his father. "Agh..." He could feel his ass being ripped open. He did not expect to be this painful. His ass was contracting, going into spasm, at the same time his father was trying to relax him, and get accustom to what he will feel when his father fucks him with his cock. "Bud" his father called out to Brian. Brian was zoning out. He was feeling not only pleasure but pain as well. "Bud!" John called out again. John realized that Brian was breathing faster and faster. His head was resting on his arms. "Bud!!! Come to. I need you to snap out of it. Bring one of your legs over me and face me. I don't want to take out my fingers out of you. Do you understand?" his father asked him. "Do you understand?" John demanded from Brian Brian shook his head to tell him he understood. As Brian brought one of his legs over his father and then turn to face his father, John could see that his son had his eyes close. His breathing was labor. John got up; he kept his finger in Brian. He kept pushing even further into his son. For Brian, waves of pain and pleasure were consuming him. By now John push his son against the wall, so his back was bracing against the wall. He lean forward and kissed Brian's neck. As he kiss him, and licked him, he kept the pressure on him. When John was sure that Brian's hole was fully relax and able to take all of his cock, John had to get Brian on the floor. He saw that his son had zone out. He knew that his son was feeling pleasure. Every time John grazed his son's prostrate, pleasure was being send to his brain. But at the same time, he knew that his fingers in his son's ass was causing pain. His ass was in spasm from the intrusion. Relaxing would take more time, but John knew the time had come. He was almost erected. All ten inches of his circumcised cock was thick, heavy and engorged with blood. "Brian, listen to me. I want you to slide down the wall and lay on the floor," he told Brian. Brian was in that place where words did not matter, not even the noise from the shower. "Brian!" he tried to reach him but he could not. He force his son to slide down. As he did he kept his finger in his son. He position his son just under the shower so the spray landed on his chest and stomach. With his other hand he began to jerk trying to bring his heavy cock into a tool that was thick and hard. When he took his finger out of his son's ass, he could see some scat on his fingers and nail bed. He took both of his son's legs and brought them over his shoulders. With his other hand, he took that thick tool of his and guided into Brian's hole. There he placed the head, and with his body, he push hard pass the sphincter. He could feel that Brian was still having spasm. He could feel that Brian's muscle was contracting. John took hold of Brian's legs and brought him closer to him. As he did, he forced himself into Brian. "Agh..." Brian screams out to him. "You too thick, take it out, take it out" he yell out to his father. John knew that all the pain that Brian was experiencing was the spasm in his ass. His man pussy. Every time he brought Brian closer to him, he would push further his cock. By now almost four inches was pushed in. "Agh..." Brian yell out. Then John let go of his son's leg. Instead, he force Brian's leg into air and almost touch Brian's chest. As he positions his son, he began to force all of his cock deep into his ass. "Agh...you too thick" Brian yell out. By now, John had almost all ten inches in Brian. He withdrew some out, and then push like he did not care what his son was feeling. All ten inches were in. The base of his cock rested in Brian's ass. His thick pubis was nestle in those mounts of his son. He lean forward forcing his weigh on top of Brian. "Dad, you too thick" he told his father. "Brian, relax, you have to relax because if you don't it will be more painful for you. Relax," he directed Brian to do. "Dad, you too thick for me, you too thick; please take it out" he pleaded with him. "Just relax," he told Brian. John wanted to do what his son was demanding, but at the same time he could feel the tightness of his son's ass around his cock. The sensation, the feeling, reminded him of a time when his friend in college taught him how to make love to man. When his friend taught him to take his penis and inserted in friend's ass. The feeling of those muscles contracting with pain, at the same time the tight feeling he was receiving with every inch he push into his hole. Now he was doing it to Brian. Every time Brian relax, John contract his muscles around his ass forcing his cock to grow thick, and harder. He could imagine that by now Brian was feeling his father cock growing inside of him. "Brian, listen to me. I am going to kneel. When I do I want you to try to sit up. I want to keep my cock in you; I don't want it to take it out of you. When you try to sit up, grab me and wrap you arms around me. When you have done this, I will hold you and I will try to sit on the floor. You will be sitting on my lap with my cock deep in you. You understand? Brian do you understand?" he told his son. Brian shook his head. As maneuvered himself and sat on the floor with Brian on his lap, Brian's legs wrap around him and his cock was deep in Brian. John's hands grabbed Brian's mounts and spread them as wide apart as possible. He did not want Brian to contract those muscles so as to keep him from going on deeper. He only wanted the muscles that were deep in him to begin to contract and relax, forcing John to be under the control of Brian's ass. For Brian having his fathers cock deep in him, felt as if every part of him was being push upwards. His breathing became labor. With each contraction of his father's ass, John's cock became more thicker, more harder. Brian could feel his father cock growing in him. His breathing became labor and rapid. His eyes were close. If he was told to open, he did not know how. He could only feel with each wave of pain and pleasure he was experiencing that what was going on in the world did not matter. Only thing that matter was his father. John could feel pressure being built up. Every time he contracted those muscles in his ass, he forces his cock to grow thicker, harder. With each contraction of his muscles, more blood was pool in his cock, forcing his cock to be so thick that he could feel the pain in him. At the same time, Brian ass was playing with his father's cock. As if Brian's hole was a wet, hot, mouth that suck on his father's cock. "Oh god...oh god..." John yell out. His breathing became more and more rapid. He could feel pressure building up. By now he could feel as if his own cock was about to split open and his own life would end. "Oh god...Agh...." He grabbed Brian in a hug that resemble a hard squeeze. Then all of a sudden, John squeezed his son so hard, that both stop breathing for a few seconds. "AGH...." John screamed out. He could feel waves of hot cum being ejecting out of him. With ejection a burning feeling consumed him, pain flooded into his brain. His head was tilted backward. The spray from the shower sprayed on his face. Cascade of water enter his nostril and mouth. For that moment there was no control. Only the climax matter, only what he was depositing deep in his son counted. Then he let two-exhale breath and he began to relax. He could feel how painful his own cock felt. He could feel waves after waves of cum ejaculating into his son. For Brian, he was still zone out. He did not realize that what occurred. He was feeling waves and waves of pain and pleasure. His father's cock was still thick enough to cause him pain, but at the same time it was grazing his prostrate. John lean back against the wall and shut his eyes. He did not care about any thing. His body felt like it was dead. He let go of the hold he had on Brian, brought his head to his shoulder. He knew that it would take time for his own cock to go soft. He also knew when it did, it was still large enough to be in his son's ass. When Brian realized what happen, he could wake him. In the meantime, he was going to enjoy having his son, and the water cascading down on both of them. Part 4 will come soon.