Dad’s Cock Was In My Mouth (Son’s First anal with dad) – Pt. 2

This story is semi-autobiographical. See Part ONE for how it all started. After sucking dad several times, the inevitable finally arrived.

The next three weekends, dad picked me up from mom’s house (they were divorced). School was over for the summer, so being 18, I had no obligations – other than to remember how dad’s cock had felt in my mouth -- while I jerked off.

He’d told me his friend had a couple more porn films. Each weekend I hoped he’d have another one for us to watch.
After dinner, we’d set on his couch, watching TV. It was never long before he’d slip his pants down, exposing his very hard 8” cock.

To be honest, I never measured his cock but it always looked huge – especially when it was moving toward my face. I was thin and only 5’2” so it looked even bigger when he was pushing on the back of my head, forcing it into my throat.
Years later, when videos became popular I saw a movie with the porn start, Ron Jeremy. I immediately thought of dad’s cock.

During his vacation that summer, I spent two weeks at dad’s house. It was the first time he fucked my ass.

He’d borrowed the other two 8-millimeater porn films from his friend.
However, rather than placing the movie project in the living room, as he had the first time, he’d put it in his bedroom.

We’d been sleeping naked in his bed during the previous weekends, since he always wanted me to suck him before he went to sleep. So going to bed, naked with him that first night of his vacation, wasn’t unusual.

He told me to lay on my right side, face the screen (on the far wall) and we’d watch the movie – before we “had our fun.”
Needless to say, I was excited to see another porn movie! It was 1970 – no internet, no VHS or CDs, so no easy access to porn.

After turning on the projector, he laid behind me, pulled my back against his chest. As I lay, anxiously waiting for the image to appear, he said, “Tell me who you think the woman in the movie – looks like.”

I thought it was an odd thing to say. But laying naked with my dad about to watch a porn – it really wasn’t so odd.

The movie started. The woman was a tiny blonde, perhaps in her mid-20s. Instantly I knew the answer dad expected. Though there were enough differences to see it wasn’t her, the woman’s general shape (small tits, thin and similar smile) gave her an uncanny resemblance to my mom.

“She looks like… mom,” I said hesitantly.
“Yes, she does,” he moaned, pressing his thighs against the backs of my short legs. “That’s who I thought of too, when I saw this film the first time.”

His cock had grown hard as he pressed the underside against my lower back. “I thought you’d like to see – how mommy would look – in a porn,” he chuckled.
It was strange hearing him talk about her like that. Though they were divorced, they were still amicable with each other.

I watched the woman begin sucking a man, then a second. She moved from cock to cock, deep-throating both with little effort.
“She’s good,” dad groaned, “but I like your throat better.”

Though he always began slowly, gently, when his cock first entered my mouth, the closer his orgasm, the more force he’d use. I knew, when he started gagging me, his cum was approaching.
I grew to truly enjoy being used by him.
It was a special closeness a son only feels when he is sucking his daddy’s cock. The thought that I was going to make him cum, that he’d shot into my mouth always made my cock extremely hard.

As we laid on the bed together, watching the porn, I felt his hard cock moving between my ass cheeks. He pressed the base of the shaft again my asshole.
He lifted my left leg, pulling my knee over his thigh as he pressed his warm balls against mine. Sliding the underside of his cock against me, he slowly moved between my small ass cheeks.

It was a strange sensation. One I’d never imagined. My ass had never been touched – by anyone.
His left arm slid over my left hip, pulling me firmly against his cock. I knew the warm wet slickness I was feeling was his precum, oozing from the tip of his cock.
Usually he’d feed it to me, but tonight he was using it to – lube – my ass crack.

“Watch this part,” he suddenly said, as his cock slipped lower between my ass cheeks. “Watch what they do to her… the woman that looks like… your mommy.”
It was obvious dad was fantasizing the women we were watching – was mom. Her resemblance was close enough it wasn’t hard to imagine.

The two men in the movie had pushed her onto her stomach on the bed. One of them was laying over her, his knees on the outsides of her thighs.
I remember thinking, it’s be much easier to put his cock into her pussy – if her legs were spread.
The man pushed the head of his cock between the woman’s ass cheeks.

With my left leg lifted over dad’s legs, the space below my small cock was wide open. He slid his left hand over my balls – the first time he’d ever touched them. The sensation nearly made me cum.

However, my small sac wasn’t his hand’s destination. His fingers pushed the slick wet tip of his cock against my tiny puckered virgin opening.

“Dad, what are…” were the only words I said, before he interrupted.
“Watch her… just like… mommy and… meeeeee,” he groaned as he applied pressure – forcing the head of his cock into my asshole.

As dad’s cock slowly, gently (this time), eased into my small hole, I experienced something unimaginable, indescribable, unspeakable perverse and wildly wonderful.
I’d never felt anything going INTO my ass. I’d never contemplated fingering myself or pushing anything inside.

His left hand retreated from between my legs the moment his cock entered my hole. He held my hips, pulling me securely against his body as he eased his shaft deeper into me.
Though tears filled my eyes, I didn’t want it to stop. He was tender, the loving daddy I’d known all my life. He was fucking my ass – molesting me – in a way I’d never dreamt possible.

I heard his breathing quicken. I knew he’d cum soon. My cock spilled precum each time his long shaft enter my small body. I wanted to touch my cock, but I knew if I did, I’d instantly shoot cum onto the sheet.
I tried to see the movie through my blurry tear filled eyes, but the only thought I had in my mind was – wonder. What would it feel like to have cum… in my ass?

I only had to wait a few more seconds. His hand pulled my hips back as his cock pushed, balls-deep, into my small hole.
I heard him groan. I knew that sound. There was a strange throbbing inside my ass. I knew it was dad’s cock, jerking, pumping his cum into my body. His cock had gush cum into my mouth several times, I recognized the pulsating movement.

He curled me into a ball, his chin on the top of my head as his knees drew upward. The only parts of his body still moving were his hips and cock, as it emptied into my ass – that first time.

The movie ended a few minutes later and we lay on his bed in silence. His cock, still in my ass began to soften. It was a peculiar sensation, one I grew to enjoy immensely over the next weeks.

Finally after several minutes, he asked, “Do you want to cum, too?”
I nodded. I’d never wanted to cum so much in my entire life. That night, he let me cum on a rag he had laying by his bed. That’d be the only time he’d let me “waste” my cum. The next night, he began training me to cum the way he wanted.
Again, it was something I’d never imagined doing. But during the two weeks… and many following weekends… I discovered I enjoyed it – a lot!

The next morning, I sucked him before we started the day’s activities. Sometime that afternoon, I sucked him a second time. He seemed to have an endless supply of cum and a deviant fatherly desire to give it to me.
Of course, by now, I’d grown to enjoy it while we were together, and miss it during the week when I was at mom’s house.

That night, I’d suspected he’d put his cock in my ass again. While I wasn’t going to ask him to do it, deep inside I was hoping he would. It’d hurt, was perverse and unnatural – him being my dad – but I’d enjoyed it. I wanted it again.

As we got ready for bed, we stripped off our clothes. This time I saw a jar of Vaseline on his nightstand.
I crawled into the middle of his bed watching his cock grow hard. Mine was so small, watching his always fascinated me. He pulled a finger full of the thick jell from the container, smearing it over his cock.

Then, touching the puckered opening of my tiny asshole, he pushed inside, to the first knuckle.
My cock immediately stiffened.

“Tonight, I’m going to fuck you in a different way,” he told me. “You’ll be able to cum as soon as I do – but not before!” His instructions were very specific. I had to wait until he was finished. He’d said he’d tell me when I could play with myself.

The top of my head was close to the bed’s headboard. Laying on my back, he said to lift my legs with my hands behind my knees. As I spread wide, he pressed the tip of his cock to my asshole. He looked directly at me, saying, “This is how I fucked… your mommy.”
I felt really strange, laying in the same position – under him – as mom had.

I felt the same pressure as the night before. The head of his cock pushed through, into my small ass as he knelt on the bed. His cock seemed bigger, thicker, as it slid a little faster into me on that second night.
I groaned as the feeling of – fullness – overwhelmed me.
“Yesssss,” he moaned, his balls gently, repeatedly tapping against my tailbone. “Just like her.”

My cock, hard and drizzling precum above my stomach, was already aching. I reached for it, but was instantly said – NO – to keep my hands off my cock until he’d cum. His cock felt wonderful as it slid in and out. This position was different, I liked it… better.

It became apparent – over the next several months – dad liked this position too.

He’d only been fucking me a couple minutes before I heard his breathing begin to quicken.
Leaning forward, he grabbed the headboard. As he straightened his legs, pressing his hips against my ass cheeks, he rolled me nearly upside down. My narrow shoulders and the back of my head were the only parts of my body still touching the bed.

His cock, deep in my small asshole, began to pound quicker, harder than before. He pulled several inches out before immediately driving back into me again.
My knees, over my shoulders, bounced downward toward the bed as he held me curled, nearly standing on my head.

“See your cock… oozing your precum?” he moaned. His eyes were looked at my face. “I’m going to cum,” he announced. “In your little ass!”
Only his toes and hands touched the bed as his hips drove his cock down into my ass.

He groaned very loud. His cock jerked, pumping a massive load of cum into my hole.
My own small cock was spilling a long string of precum. Dad had rolled me into a ball, pushing my cock above my face.

It seemed his cock would never stop throbbing inside me. Finally he pushed the length of his semi-hard cock into my ass and stopped moving.
“Jerk your cock,” he said, looking down at me. “Open your mouth. Cum in your mouth.”

I stared at him with disbelief. I’d swallowed his cum many times – but never thought about drinking my own.
“Do it,” he said, moving his hips slightly, his cock still inside my asshole. “It’s the only way I’m going to let you cum.”

I touched my cock as it hung above my face. I didn’t pull on it more than a half dozen times before thick white liquid erupted toward my face. Admittedly, most of it – that night – fell on my face and the sheet. Only one large drop hit my tongue.

However, over the next several nights – and many weekends – dad helped me practice my aim. He was always willing to help me… practice.

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(A few months later, dad brought his friend, the owner of the porn films to meet me. Let me know if there is interest in hearing about that. Thanks.)
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