Son dad sex stories
It was summer vacation , and as a 13 year old boy , I was about to live my childhood fantasy. For dad and I, it would be the summer we will never forget. Growing up, my Father and I were not very close, but I secretly dreamed of having my way with him. David was a stern father and had a way of keeping me at a distance. When I tried to spend time with him he would say something like "I don't have time right now".
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We drove for a couple of hours and finally reached the plot of land that belonged to a friend of his who was letting us borrow it. We set up camp and went fishing and were having a great time. We sat down on the queen sized air mattress that we would share and daddy asked me if I wanted to be let in on some of the fun that grown ups sometimes do? Daddy pulled out a bottle from his bag and unscrewed the lid, I might have been a fairly innocent kid but even I knew a bottle of liquor when I saw one. I tasted it and it was like nothing I had ever had before, and I guzzled it down. My daddy was just smiling at me as he watched me drink.
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If it is illegal in your country for you to be reading this, or if this kind of thing offends you, please do not read on With college firmly out of the way, I was looking forward to spending the summer just relaxing, enjoying he fact that my years of education were now behind me. I think he was more pleased about me finishing school than I was. It had been an annual ritual when I had been younger, but had just kind of stopped after I hit puberty and started to find my own things to keep me interested. Puberty had been a very good time for me, much better than for most, and by the age of twelve I was already looking like a fifteen-year-old.
I remember this day like it was yesterday my grandmother had left to the store to go get some milk for dinner. After he had waited he asked me to come to the bathroom with him to show me how to pee without getting any on the seat being so youngand nieve I believed him and followed him to the bathroom. After I had laid down on the floor with my pants down to my knees in front on the toilet and shower my dad then sat next to me reaching out and grabbing my private I asked him what he was doing and he said it was ok so at thr time I really thought so. He began going up and down with his hand but he really used his finger tips being that my penis was so small at 4 years old what he had been doing must have felt good cause my penis got harder allowing my dad to stroke it easier.