Unusual Sunday

“What time did you get in last night?” Daddy asked as I set down at the breakfast table. Mama put a plate of scrambled eggs in front of me with bacon and toast.

“Early.” I lied as I had barely gotten home before daddy got up. I tried to look refreshed as thought I had a whole night’s sleep.

“Hum!” Daddy said as he forked scrambled eggs into his mouth.

“I’m going over to Mend’s Hole fishing.” I said. I need a place to sleep and the old beaver pond at the edge of our property was perfect. Because of the thick growth surrounding it, the small pound was difficult to get to unless you knew the secret path.

“You be careful of snakes.” Mama said as she sat down with her plate of scrambled eggs and bacon.

“Yes, Mama.” I answered.

The moment breakfast was over I grabbed my reed fishing pole and a cup of worms from the frig and headed across the field to the beaver pond. When I got there, I didn’t even bother putting my line in the water, I just dropped my pole beside the pondr and found a cool shade on a grassy spot next to the beaver dam and laid down.

“So this is what you call fishing!”

The voice awake me. I glanced up and daddy was standing over me. From the shadow his body cast I realized immediately that it was early afternoon. I had slept several hours.

“Just taking a little nap.” I said sitting up.

“Hell, I bet you didn’t even wet your hook.” Daddy said as he squatted down close enough beside me that I got a whiff of whiskey on his breath. Daddy usually drank beer. When he started on whiskey, he usually stayed drunk for a week at a time. “Where did you go last night?” He asked as he reached back to his hip pocket and pulled out a fifth of Four Roses Whiskey. As he waited from my answer, he slowly unscrewed the top of the fifth and turned it up and took a long drink. “Whooo. That’s Strong stuff.” He added.

“I went to Dothan.” I finally answered.

“What did you do there?” Daddy demanded.

“Went to the bowling alley.” I lied.

“I bet you stayed in the bathroom the entire time trying to spy some old man’s dick.” Daddy said. “You suck any cock last night?”

“No, sir.”

“Yea, I bet.” Daddy said as he took another big swallow from the fifth of whisky before putting it back in his hip pocket. “Got to piss.” He added standing up. I watched him as he unzipped his fly and pulled his long dick out. He barely turned so that his stream of piss wouldn’t hit me and started pissing. I couldn’t take my eyes off his dick. I loved to watch him pissing. And also watching how he shook his foreskin-draped dick back and forth after he finished.

Instead of putting his dick away daddy let it hang out of his fly as he turned back to face me. He took hold of his long dick and shook it from side to side as I watched. Then when it started to grow longer and thicker, he reached back in his hip pocket and pulled out the fifth again. He took a big swallow as he looked down at his dick and then over to me.

“You think I got a big dick?” He asked.

“You certainly got a long one, Daddy.” I answered.

Daddy took a step near to me. The tip of his foreskin cover dick head was now only inches from my face. He shook it again back and forth. I watched as daddy’s dick grew longer and thicker until my father was standing in front of me with a roaring hard on. Then without another word he stepped forward, pushing the head of his dick toward me mouth.

I opened my mouth and daddy shoved his dick inside. I tasted his piss as I started sucking on his overhanging foreskin. I looked up as daddy reached back to his hip pocket for the fifth. Even as I took more of his long dick into my mouth, daddy took a long drink from the fifth. Then he just stood there staring down at me with a sneer on his face as I really began to work his dick over. I loved sucking daddy’s dick. Sure most of the time I hated him, but I couldn’t resist sucking his dick and when I had his dick in my mouth, I felt such love for him that my heart would almost burst.

I knew from experience that daddy came fast. And this time was no exception. I had hardly been sucking on his dick three minutes when he called out “better get ready for it.” Then almost immediately I felt him shooting off in my mouth. I swallowed quickly as I knew that daddy shot a big load. I also knew he didn’t like me to waste his cum. So I swallowed as fast as possible not allowing a drop of my father’s cum to escape.

“Damn.” Daddy said as he jerked his dick out of my mouth. “I feel weak in the knees.” He added as he sat down on the grass beside me. Then he lay on his back on the grass without even putting his dick back in his pants. Then he passed out.

I knelt down beside him and grabbed his dick and started playing with it. I enjoyed seeing it soft. As daddy lay on the grass unconscious of what I was doing, I took turns jacking his dick and sucking it. Then I pulled out his balls and played with them. I got so horny that I pulled off all my clothes and lay on top of my father and kissed him all over his face. Next I rubbed my hard dick back and forth across daddy’s face, touching the tip of my dick to his lips from time to time.

Then I unbuckled daddy’s belt and pulled his pants down and then his white boxer shorts. I glared down at the gray pubic hair for a moment before starting to play with his dick again. I got his dick almost hard again by sucking it. Then remembering how good it felt fucking the colonel last night, I rolled daddy over. After spitting on my hand and lubricating my dick, I got on top of daddy as I guided the head of my dick to the crack of his ass.

I slowly pushed the head of my dick harder and harder against daddy’s tight asshole. He grunted and came half awake as my dick head pried open his old asshole. Then I had the head of my dick inside him. Daddy was still half awake. He was mumbling something that I couldn’t understand and even reached his hand back and pushed against my hips as thought to push me off him. But I didn’t stop. I shoved my entire dick head inside of daddy’s asshole. He moaned and again tried to push me off him. I just shoved several inches of my long fat dick inside him, ignoring his efforts to stop me from fucking him.

Then I had all my dick in my father’s asshole. He no longer was trying to push me off him. He was just mumbling something that I couldn’t understand as I began to pull my dick out. I stopped with only the head of my dick inside, and then rammed the rest of my dick back inside of him. Daddy grunted loud as I really began to fuck him. God! It felt good to be fucking my father. He had fuck me several times. Now I was doing it to him even if he wouldn’t remember it, I would.

Daddy stopped grunting and was actually making pleasure sounds as I fucked him faster and faster. His old asshole was wide open now. My fat dick slid in easily. It felt great. I found myself kissing daddy’s hairy back as I had kissed the old colonel back last night. And even thought that I could easily spend the rest of my life living at home and having sex with daddy.

That thought made me cum. I enjoy cuming deep inside daddy’s ass. I held my dick inside until all my juice had drained out of my dick. When I pulled my dick out cum started oozing out of daddy’s asshole. I quickly pulled up his shorts and then his pants. I left him passed out beside the beaver pond and started fishing.

Later, almost near twilight daddy woke up. “Shit what time is it?” He asked me as he struggled to sit up on the grass.

“Almost seven.” I answered as I walked over.

“Hell, looks like we missed supper as your Uncle Johnny’s.” Daddy said as he sort of winches as he tried to shift his position to one more comfortable for his ass. “Damn, my hemorrhoids hurt.” He added as he reached back to his hip pocket for his fifth of Four Roses Whisky. He took a big drink and then put it back. “Come on and help me up. Damn, my ass hurts.” He added as I walked over and pulled him to his feet. It took all I could do to keep from laughing as I lent him a hand as we headed home.

Mama was gone as usual. One whiff of liquor on daddy’s breath and she was out of the house and over at Uncle Johnny who hated daddy for his unchristian ways. I didn’t care much for Uncle Johnny. He worked as a foreman at Sunnyland Packing and made lots of money which he was quick to remind us when we were over at his and Aunt Carrie house.

As I helped daddy to bed, I found myself thinking that he and I had been getting along better. Heck, as I looked down at daddy lying on the bed in only his boxer shorts and got a nice view of his gray hairy chest and his soft long dick through the gap in the fly of his boxer shorts, I realized that I was growing closer and closer to him. I love having sex with him. I didn’t even mind him calling me “Queer Boy.”

“What in Hell are you stand over me for?” Daddy said suddenly opening his eyes and catching me staring down at him. “Leave me alone.” He demanded.

I turned and walked away. Still I couldn’t stop my dick from beginning to get hard at the nice glimpse I had gotten of his dick through the gape opened fly of his boxer shorts. As I went to the frig to find something to eat, I thought of heading to Dothan but rejected the idea almost immediately. I hadn’t gotten any sleep last night and tomorrow was a school day. But I wanted to go so bad that I ached inside. I wondered what the old colonel was doing as I made me a spam sandwich. The memories of last night came back vividly. The old colonel was so good looking. But I also found myself thinking about the old toothless bum, Jo Jo. God! What a dick the old bum had. Just thinking of Jo Jo’s enormous dick, made my own dick start jerking up and down in crotch of my jeans.

Yes, tomorrow night I was definitely going to visit the railroad yard and the colonel.