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Subject: I Saw Daddy (Gay / Incest, oral, anal, b/bbmMMM) Incest, oral, anal, b/bbmMMM This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between a consenting underage boy and boys an adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2022 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at ail if you like. All flames will be ignored. I Saw My Daddy By Wolf I was innocent as a child about sex. Even when I began to understand that men and women were required to make babies, I couldn’t imagine my parents doing that kind of thing to even make me. I was a chubby redheaded, freckled boy. I was a shy kid. My first brush with sex was when a playmate wanted to see my dick and when we compared our dicks and we took hold f each other’s dick and even sucked on each other’s dick. I had several such encounters over my early formative years. I thought my father was the greatest father. He was part English/Irish and German. He was a natural blond with light blue eyes. He had a number of jobs the first few years of my life. Milked cows, worked for an irrigation water district, a carpenter, and later he was an owner and driver of a big rig truck. Working outdoors with his hands gave him a strong upper body. When the weather warmed up in the spring, he worked shirtless until the fall. His upper body was tanned, and because he worked in jeans his lower torso was white as raw chicken legs. As I reached puberty my hair turned to a blond my pubic hair was strawberry blond, and my freckles faded a little. When I reached puberty, I had more gay sexual encounters. I got into lifting free weights. It was said that I was an axe handle wide. My legs were so thick that I could wear a boy’s or girl’s belt around my thigh. My chest eventually was eventually 48-inches, 19-inch neck, and 20- inch biceps. I was still shy. My father loved to fish. He was happiest walking the banks of streams, rivers, lakes, or the Ocean shores. He preferred bait rods. His younger brother made his own surf rods from scratch. He even poured his own lead weights. When I was a pre-teen my parents and I drove down to visit Grandma on her birthday. It was a mild summer and my uncle talked my dad into spending the night surf-fishing, insisted that I go with them. They tossed a couple of bamboo surf rods in back of a pickup and we headed for the beach at the Carlsbad slue. We came prepared to spend the night. When we got to the beach there were four other vehicles already there. We carried the rods, tackle, ice- chest, sleeping bags down to the beach. After we set up camp, they baited the hooks and cast out over the surf and set the poles into their homemade pole holders, made from Chanel iron and a section of pipe which was large enough to slip the handle of the pole into. Then they popped open three cans of beer. We watched the other fishermen doing the same thing. One by one as the sun was setting into the Ocean the other fishermen gathered up their gear and left. When it was totally dark, we had the beach to ourselves. There were so many stars that even after the moon set, we could still see pretty well. My uncle and dad caught some pretty good- sized fish. Well after midnight there must have been a school of bluefin tuna just at odd shore because the both hooked twenty-pound bluefin. I had crawled into my sleeping bag. After the excitement things calmed down. During the lull I saw my dad and uncle take their trunks and lay down on the cool wet sand and I witnessed them masturbating each other. They took turns sucking each other’s cocks. When they finally pulled their lines in and secured their poles. They joined me. My uncle got into his bag and Dad got into my bag. He was still naked and when he spooned me, I could feel his cock poking my butt. I was still shocked about having seen them sucking cock. I couldn’t sleep. Then I felt my dad’s hand reach around my body and he placed his hand on my belly and slowly slipped his hand into my trunks istanbul travesti and took hold of my scrotum and penis. I couldn’t believe my father was jacking me off like my buddies. We had always been told that sort of stuff dirty and wrong. My mother had whipped me for catching me jerking off. Now I had seen my father sucking my uncle and now he was masturbating me. The fact that he was masturbating me emboldened me and I slipped my arm under his and reached back and took hold of his cock. It stiff and felt soft and warm. It was about five-inches long and fit was nicely in my hand. I was squeezing his cock and jerking him off. Then he pulled his hand out of my trunks and moved his hand to my back and pulled the back of my trunks down and stuck his cock into the crack of my butt. He maneuvered his cock until the head found my asshole. He whispered in my ear to push like I was shitting. When I did as he told me, I felt his cock entering my asshole. I started whining and Dad placed his hand over my mouth. He fucked with increasing speed and force until he froze. He was cumming in my ass. I was so occupied with my father’s cock in my ass that I forgot about my uncle. When he pulled his cock out of my ass he rolled out of the bag, because he hadn’t zipped it up. I felt the cold rush of air on my back side. But, before I could protest, I felt a cold body getting into the bag. I turned my head enough to see that my uncle was getting into the bag with me. I felt him easing his cock into my ass. The similarity between my father and uncle’s bodies was very strong. I couldn’t have told the difference between their cocks by the feeling of them in my ass. After that day the three of us had more occasions to have sex with each other. Another time a group of three of my friends made plans to tow a 16-foot boat to the Colorado River. After work on Friday, we gather at the home of the owner of the boat. They were pulling it behind a Pontiac station wagon and Dad and I took his Chevy Apache halftone pickup. We carried the food and camping gear and materials to construct a floating dock. We made a stop outside of Palm Springs at a Circle K to gas up and buy a couple of more cases of beer. We headed east on Highway 10. About 10- miles short of Blythe we turned south off of the paved road and drove south across the desert until we arrived at a bend in the Cofradia River. We had brought four empty fifty- gallon oil drums and lumber to build a floating dock. After we unloaded the truck and set up our campsite. Then we broke out one of the ice chests, and opened cans of beer. I was even handed a beer. I didn’t care for the taste and nursed my beer while the adults drank three cand to my one. By the time the four of them had downed a six-pack they announced they needed to piss. Dad and his best friend Herman (Herman were the father of a son and three daughters.) headed up stream and Ray and WG headed down stream. I suddenly needed to pee as well, and chose to follow in the direction that Dad and Herman went. I followed their path about twenty-five feet and came upon them in a small clearing. They were standing next to each other and holding each other’s cock as they pissed onto the sandy bank of the river. I remained hidden behind the cottonwood and brush. The need to pee forced me to pull out my own dick and piss on a branch of the cottonwood while continuing to watch what they were doing. Dad proceeded to pull Herman’s pants down. Herman also pulled Dad’s pants down and they proceeded to remove their shoes and socks before they removed each other’s pants and underwear. They sat on the sand and Dad pushed Herman onto his back and he got between his legs and sucked Herman’s cock for a short time before he took hold of Herman’s ankles and placed his legs on his own shoulders and proceeded to fuck Herman while he jerked off Herman’s cock. I watched in utter fascination. As my father fucked his buddy. When Daddy was finished, they wadded waist deep into the river and rinsed the sand and cum off their bodies before putting their pants on and picked up their underwear, shoes, and socks. I took that as my que beat a bath kadıköy travesti back to the camp. I lay on the ground cloth and pretended to be asleep. When Dad and Herman came back, Dad touched me and he unfastened my pants and pulled them off of me along with my underwear. When Herman sat down behind me and spooned me. He eased hid cock into my ass and started fucking me. Then I noticed that Ray and WG had returned and were standing next to each other at the edge of the ground-cloth. (Ray was the father of five boys and seven girls. WG was the father of a redheaded girl.) The two of them proceeded to drop their pants and take hold of each other’s cocks and masturbate each other as they watched Herman bury his cock into my ass and cling to my ass while he fucked me. When he finished Ray and WG took their turns at fucking me. When they concluded fucking me, all of us waded waist deep in the river and cleaned up. When we returned to our campsite Dad and I bedded down on our ground cloth. He/rm, Ray, and WG bedded down on their ground cloth together. The next morning the sun woke us up early, and we made a quick meal of scrambled eggs cooked with diced onions, bell peppers, and potatoes and heated flour tortillas, and a pot of coffee. Then we went to work building the dock. WG had already welded rings onto the barrels so we could be cabled together. Dad set about making a wooden frame to box in the barrels and nail tongue and groove one by eight planks. Then he rolled a burlap over the eight-foot platform. Then the eight- foot dock was anchored to the bank. Then we launched the boat. While Dad took his rod and went fishing. The rest of us went water skiing. When they let me ski I’m not sure who was spotting me because they were all drinking beer. I was wearing baggy trunks. At one point I sat back on my ski and the water caught my trunks and ripped my trunks off of me. It was a good thing we were far enough south of Blythe that boats didn’t come that far south very often. The guy in the boat got a big laugh out of my cock and balls flapping in the breeze. They were in no hurry to slow down. I had to finally let go of the tow rope. They were still laughing their ass off when they finally turned the boat around and came back to pull me out of the water. I tossed the ski at them and when they pulled me out of the water. They had great fun groping my crotch and fingering my asshole before they took the boat back to the dock so I could get something to wear. They took that opportunity for all of them to have me suck them off and fuck me doggy style. When the sun was starting to set below the mountain to the west, we prepared dinner. Everyone was pretty drunk. No one bothered putting clothes on. We had another around of sex and I got to fuck Daddy and Herman. We all had hangovers in the morning. Had one more beer to get well before we took the boat out of the water and packed up the gear and headed home. It was still summer and dad was working on a construction project. Apparently, there was a boy that lived near the project and he approached my father. He was lonely and his single parent mother worked, and he was virtually a latch key kid in a neighborhood where there were no other children to play with. Dad befriended him and told him that he had a son his age. The next day Dad drove me to work with him. The boy was on the jobsite as soon as he saw Dad’s pickup. After the introduction the boy invited me to come to his home where we could play. His home backed up to a flood control that was not liked. The channel was very sandy. The was a large tree with a large branch on there property with a rope tied to the limb. We were able to take turns hanging onto the rope and swing out over the channel and when we let go and fall about fifteen feet onto the soft sandy bottom before scrambling back up the back to do it again, until we were physically tired out. Then we returned to the patio and proceeded to shake and beat the sand off our clothes. That was when the boy asked me if I would like to see some pictures he had. I assured him that I was interested in seeing his pictures. He led me into the house and took bakırköy travesti me to his bedroom. He retrieved a shoe box from the back of his closet and as we sat on his bed, he opened the box and stared handing me 3″ X 5″ glossy photographs. At first, they were of naked women masturbating digitally or with sex toys. Then there were pictures of women licking tits, pussies, and assholes. There were some of women fucking with strap-on dildos. Both of us had sprouted boners and tented up our jeans. When showed me a picture of a boy about our age jacking off while sitting on a big rubber dildo, I reached over and placed my hand on his crotch. He got excited and placed his hand on my pants too. He sat the shoe box aside while I fumbled with the buttons of his jeans. He took hold of his jeans and ripped them open. I did the same thing to my jeans. We both lifted our butts up off of the bed long enough to pull off our jeans and underwear down. We removed our shoes and socks and finished removing our jeans and underwear. Then we pulled our Tee-shirts over our heads. Then we took hold of each other’s dicks. I asked him if he had ever sucked cock before. He was excited as he admitted that he had sucked the cock of an older cousin earlier that year. He wanted to know when I started sucking cocks. When I old him that I sucked a few classmates for a couple of years, but earlier this year I had seen my father fucking his younger brother. Then my daddy fucked me. Since thin I had had sex my daddy and three of his friends. The boy wanted all of the details about the night surfing and the water ski trip. He was beating his meat while I told him all about it. He sucking he off while I told him all about the sex. I even was able to cum in his mouth. I sucked him off until he had a dry orgasm. Then I asked him if he had ever fucked or been fucked by anyone. He sheepishly sis that his cousin tied to fuck him, but it hurt so mush he wouldn’t let him do it. I asked him if he had any petroleum jelly, and said he didn’t. I suggested that we check his mother’s medicine cabinet. We ran to her bathroom and I checked the medicine cabinet. Sure, enough there was a small jar of Vaseline. We took it back to his bedroom. While I applied a generous coating to my penis, I told him that he would have to learn how to relax his rectum. I told him to push like he was taking a big dump. It would hurt if he relaxed. Then I took another dollop of the petroleum jelly and I had him bend over and I probed his asshole to coat the opening with the jelly. When he got used to my finger in his ass, I added a second finger soon after that I added a third finger. He was moaning with some discomfort but with pleasure. I put him on the bed on his back and picked up his legs by his ankles and placed his heels on my shoulders and guided my dick to his asshole. I reminded him to push before I pushed my dick into his anus. There was some open-mouthed moaning and some pained expressions but no requests for me to stop. I eventually had an orgasm and deposited cum in his colon. I milked his penis until he cum and my penis went soft and it slipped out of his ass. I assumed the missionary position and lifted my legs as an invitation for him to fuck me. T chuckled when the boy reached for the Vaseline. I assured him that it wasn’t necessary, I was used to being fucked. So, he got in position and guided his penis to my anus. I relaxed my sphincter and his cock slid into my ass. He clung to my legs while he fucked me. When he had another dry orgasm he collapsed on top of me, and as his penis went limp it slipped out of my ass. We eventually got dressed and Dad picked me up after work. The next day when I went to his house we went straight to his room and undressed. We sucked each other off. Then we fucked each other. At lunch time Dad came over to join us. The boy was enamored with my dad’s tan torso. His chest was hairless. I sucked his cock to get him hard and he used the Vaseline to lubricate his cock and the boy’s asshole. When Dad left to go back to work the boy and I fucked each other until I had to get dressed to go home. When I returned to school a new world was opened to me. I learned to recognize hen teens and adults were interested in having sex with me. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to ail

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