Copyright 2005 by the author.
The usual disclaimers apply. If youre under age, or its illegal in your area, please move on.
To those of you who have read my Superslut series, or Weekend at Toms or any of my short stories, you may find this one a little different. Theres less sex, but more emotion - or thats what Ive tried to put into this story. I hope you like it.
ME AND MY DAD
Dad and me are truckers. Ive been truckin with Dad almost all my life.
Well, since Mom shot through when I was two. Sounds odd I know, but Dad was determined not to lose me. He was twenty-two when I was born, and truckin was his life. Mom didnt think it was good enough for her, and when I was two she told Dad she was leavin. She wanted a better life. She was eighteen and wanted some excitement, not to be stuck at home with a kid while he was on the road.
It didnt worry Dad that she wanted out. After all, it wasnt like they were married or anything. All he was worried about was losin me. So he took me with him on the road. Dunno how he did it and if it was legal, but he did. He rigged up a cradle/bed in the sleepin cab of the truck, and that was my home. It was him that taught me readin and writin and all that stuff. And I reckon he did a good job at it. How many kids learnt their history and geography by actually going to the places? We travelled all over the country, and wed stop in every town and get stuff on the local tourist attractions. Sometimes hed get me books, but most of my readin was through the leaflets.
When I was old enough to sit up front with Dad wed have spellin games with roadside signs, and math from mileage posts and number plates. Maybe it aint the standard education, but I can do math in my head with the best of them and I reckon I know more about the history of this country than most.
We work as a team, Dad and me. And we look almost like twins, cept hes got a bit of grey in his hair now (when he lets it grow) and a few weather lines round his face. Were not tall guys, five nine to be exact, but were both big, solid and muscly. Haulin a truck builds strong guys. Hes forty-four now and Im twenty-two. Were the same size all over - includin our uncut seven inches (saves on clothes) shave our heads mostly and our cocks and balls. The only differences are I shave my asshole too, and Dad doesnt, Dads got a gold ring in his left ear and mines in my right, and Dads tatt is on his left shoulder and mines on my right.
Also he flags left and I flag right. Thats right. Dads top and Im bottom. And he fucks me most nights .
Fuckins part of life, he told me when I was a kid. Like eatin and drinkin and sleepin and pissin and shittin. Fuckin is a necessary part of a mans life. Hes gotta fuck or go mad.
And I saw him fuckin since I was young. Hed pick up truckstop whores and bring em back to the truck for a fuck. Sometimes theyd suck my dick while he was porkin em. And they werent always women. There were enough guys hangin round the truckstops lookin for someone to fuck em up the ass. It was mostly the guys who liked to suck my dick while Dad was plowin their mancunts. And it seemed to me that Dad used to get more excited fuckin male pussy than female.
By the time I was able to cum, I noticed that Dad used to watch me gettin sucked by the guys he was fuckin more and more, and I got to thinkin that maybe he wanted to fuck me. I know I was more interested in watchin him fuck guys than women. I loved watchin his cock slidin in and out of a greased hole, the light in the cab shinin on his slimy shaft.
The first time he came on to me, wed done a long days drivin. Sittin in an eighteen wheeler with the engine throbbin is guaranteed to give any guy a boner, and when youre a horny teenager your cock is hard as fuckin hell all the time. My levis always had a big wet spot in the crotch, where my cock had oozed its juice. Thats another thing about Dad and me, we never wore underwear. I guess I just wanted to copy Dad and it was another item of clothing we didnt have to worry about.
I was fifteen, and Id been wantin to get it on with Dad for some time - since puberty hit me. We pulled into a stop for supper, and when we got out of the truck we headed for the restroom. Both of us needed a piss, but I didnt know if I could piss with the hardon I was carrying. Standin at the trough I was strugglin to get my cock out of my levis. And it looked like Dad was in the same situation. I finally had to undo my belt, and push my pants down below my ass.
I heard Dad take a sudden breath, and I looked across at him. He was staring at my ass. He noticed me look at him and he turned his head away. We stood there a while, both of us willin our cocks to go down before we could piss. When we finished Dad buttoned up, and I pulled my pants over my ass and did myself up.
We washed up and went into the diner. The waitress came over and took out orders and we sat there waitin and not sayin anything. I felt that Dad wanted to say something, but he just sat there kinda lost in thought. The food arrived and we ate, paid and left. The whores were out, wanderin round the trucks, both guys and girls, and I was waitin for Dad to make his move. But he just went straight to the truck.
He unlocked the door and held it open for me. As I was climbin into the cab I felt his hand rub against my butt. It sent a shiver up my spine, but apart from that I didnt think anything of it. I sat in the passenger seat and Dad got behind the wheel. We sat there for a while not saying anything. Finally I had to speak.
Whats wrong Dad? You were real quiet at supper.
Just thinkin son.
Well Im gonna climb into bed. Im fucked.
You wanna be? he mumbled.
I didnt know if Id heard him correctly.
What was that, Dad?
I just said,You wanna be.
Wanna be what?
I gasped. I didnt know how to answer. I knew I did want to be fucked, and I wanted to be fucked by my Dad. But I didnt know how to say yes.
Sorry son. I guess I was on another planet.
Dad. Im gonna get my clothes off and climb into bed. If you wanna do the same Id love that more than anything.
You know I wanna fuck you.
Yeah, and I know Ive wanted you to fuck me for a long while.
Dad, Ive been watching you fuckin guys and cunts for years, and Ive always thought what it would be like to feel you doin it to me. I think its about time I found out.
Its gonna hurt.
But the hurt is gonna be done with love son. That may sound strange, but you know I wouldnt hurt you intentionally. If were gonna have sex, we cant do it without a bit of pain. Im sorry if it does, but I want you so bad.
And I want you too Dad. I want you to fuck me.
We locked the cabin doors, and pulled the shades over the windows, then stripped off and climbed into the bed. It was just big enough for the two of us, and wed shared it for so many years that it was not a difficult fit. I lay on my side as Dad climbed in. He knelt beside me, his hard cock pointing at my belly. I reached out and took it in my hand. It throbbed at my touch and a drop of precum formed at his piss slit.
Id tasted mine often enough, but Id never taken any direct from the source, so I bent round and licked the droplet off his cock. It tasted like mine, but somehow subtly different. Dad moaned and his cock jerked and another drop formed, I licked it up immediately and opened my mouth to take his cock.
The position we were in was awkward, so Dad pulled away and we rearranged ourselves. Dad lay on the bed, and I straddled him facing his feet. My cock was hard against my abs, and so was Dads, I pulled it away from his belly and guided it to my mouth. My first cock! Id been sucked by a lot of guys and women, but had never done it. Dad was taking my virgin mouth. And I loved it from the start. I slid down his cock till I gagged, then pulled back.
Take it easy son. Theres no hurry, Weve got all night. Just ease your way down.
I slowly slid back down and began bobbin up and down. Dad reached down to the base of his cock and pulled back on his shaft. His foreskin slid back, revealing all of his cock head. It was slimy with his juice, and the taste was mind bending. Suddenly I knew why guys liked suckin my cock. The taste was strongest just behind the ridge of his knob, Dad had told me enough about keeping uncut cocks clean, to know that I was tastin his cock cheese, and I loved the taste.
As I slobbered over his cock I felt Dads hand playing with my butt. I arched my back to make my butt cheeks separate more, and Dads finger started circlin my hole. It was sendin tingles to my cock and balls, and I bucked a bit from the feelin then settled down to let him play with my ass. He took his finger away, and when he put it back I felt the slipperiness of lube on it. Id seen him lube assholes before, but the sensation was something else.
His finger slid into my hole. It felt good. I wiggled round on it, letting him know I liked it, and he got the message. He finger fucked me for a minute, then added his second finger. Still it felt nice. His fingers probed my hole for a while, then he touched my button. I felt my cock jerk and looked back to see a big string of precum hanging from my piss slit, almost reachin Dads pecs. He pumped his fingers in and out for a while, then added his third finger.
It felt tight, but still no pain. I was enjoyin him playin with my hole, and I was moanin round his cock while I sucked. He added his fourth finger and my ass accepted it.
God son. Are you alright?
Nnn. . .nnn
It feels so hot in there baby. So hot and moist. I think its ready for my cock. You still want it?
Yes please Daddy. I hadnt called him Daddy for years, but it just seemed right at this time.
Turn round then. Itll be best if I lie here and you sit on it. Then you can take it at your own pace.
I turned round and reached back to hold his cock up. Then I guided my asshole till it was touching his knob and settled down on it. It slid in me and I just sank down onto it till I was sittin on Dads crotch.
Shit, son. Are you alright?
Oh yeah, Dad. It feels good.
No. Is that the part where its sposed to hurt.
Yeah. baby. Thats the part. Are you sure youre OK?
Dad it just feels so nice. I just feel a little bit full, Is that right?
Baby, thats fine. If youre not hurtin, thats great. Now just slide up and down.
I started sliding on his cock. It felt awesome. The best feelin Id ever had. Better than my first real cum. I started movin faster and faster. I loved bouncin on his cock. He reached up and pulled me down to him and we kissed. Wed never kissed like this before; open mouth and tongues lickin each other. It just added to the feelin I was gettin. My cock was rubbin on Dads belly, and I felt the start of a cum. I pulled up.
Dad Im gonna cum.
He grabbed my hips and held me still, neither of us movin.
Dont cum yet baby. Just hold still a minute.
I sat perfectly still and the urge to cum went away. I relaxed a bit and felt my hole loosen round Dads dick. A strand of juice had leaked out of my cock and puddled on Dads belly. He scooped some up and fed it to me, then scooped the rest up and ate it himself. Then he started humping gently into me. It felt so nice, his cock sliding in and out. I wanted it to last forever.
Then Dad lifted me off his cock.
Lie down baby.
I lay down beside him and he lifted himself up to a kneeling position.
Now get on your back,
I rolled onto my back, and Dad got between my legs. It was a bit of a struggle, but finally I had my legs over his shoulders and he was sliding his cock back into me. I grabbed his ass to pull him into me and he fell forward onto my chest, forcin my legs back and raisin my ass higher. Then he started fuckin me. This way felt even better. He was gettin deeper into me. I wrapped my arms round him and pulled his face to me to kiss him again like we did before, sloppy and open mouthed.
He pumped his cock into me for what seemed hours, sometimes slowly, sometimes fast, little short jabs and long deep pumps. My ass felt so good. Finally he groaned.
Gonna cum baby. Gonna feed you my baby seed. Take your cherry. . . gonna do it NOW!
I felt his cock expand as he blasted his seed into me. My first fuck, and it was awesome. I came at the same time. It was a surprise, cos I didnt feel any build up. I just suddenly was spurtin my load up on Dads belly. I gasped at the feelin. My asshole clamped round Dads dick and he groaned again. My spasms were milkin the juice outta his balls, and he was shakin from the experience.
He finished cummin and slumped down onto me, gaspin, tryin to fill his lungs with air. Finally he came down from his high, and we lay there with his cock still embedded in my hole. I felt complete. I felt that I truly had Dads love, and I knew Id have it forever.
. . . . . . .
That was seven years ago. Since then Dad and me have fucked almost every night. Sometimes we connect with other trucker buddies and have a party. Sometimes we play with one of the truckstop whores, sometimes Dad fucks pussy while Im gettin it from another trucker or a guy cruisin the stop, but mostly its Dad and me gettin on with each other.
We still attract admirin looks when we stop. Most guys think were brothers or even twins. They dont know that were Dad and son. Hes still the hottest man Ive ever done anything with, and I wouldnt trade places with anyone on this earth. My Dad and me are one.