He got the water ready then stepped in. I followed. Just like the old days growing up. When he turned to me and started to soap me up, I was surprised because hed never even done that even when I was a kid. But I let him do it. I tried not to get turned on, thinking of other things, but when he lathered up my cock and balls, I realized it was impossible. I didnt think I could get another erection so soon after the last
round, but my cock started to thicken and rise. That seemed to be just the reaction he wanted. Just when I thought it wasnt possible I started to get that old feeling that I was close to coming, but that didnt seem to deter him from his mission. Finally, I had to stop his hand in mid-stroke. He looked at me quizzically.

I turned around to give my cock a rest and he began to soap up my back. He moved slowly down and down till he got to my ass. I sensed his hesitation, so I told him, "Keep going, please."

He washed my hairy ass carefully and lovingly, then slipped a soapy hand between my butt cheeks. I moaned a little while bending forward at the waist, giving him better access, then putting my hands on the shower wall in front of me. He took the hint and moved his fingers over the sensitive opening. My moans got even louder. He slipped a finger in and began finger-fucking me. "Oh yeah, Dad. Fuck that feels so good!"
Instinct took over and he took that one out and slipped in two. "Oh my God, Dad, fuck me. Yeah, fuck me!" When he removed the two fingers I felt empty until he replaced them with his cockhead. I could feel the stretch, but it wasn't painful. I was too turned on to have him stop for anything in the world. "Oh yeah, Dad, shove that big cock in me. Give it all to me. Fuck me with your monster cock!" Then he started to move, all the way in and then almost all the way out. He sped up a little saying,

"Son, your ass is so tight. I don't know how long I can hold out." I clamped down more.

"Keep giving it to me, Dad. I need you to fuck me hard." I heard him moan too as he continued the assault on my hungry bunghole. He pounded me with that massive cock so hard that his low hangers were slapping against my own balls. Just then, he said,

"I cant hold out much longer, Son."

"Then stop," I pleaded and reached around to hold him in place. "Just relax."

"O.K." He did and then asked, "Now what?"

I moved forward, slowly letting his hard dick fall from my tight hole. I turned around and soaped, then rinsed his cock. I knelt down in front of him and before he could protest, I put my mouth on his cock and swallowed as much of it as I could. He tried to push me off, but with every inch I swallowed, he put up less of a fight. I took it slowly at first, just hoping to get down to the base eventually. I relaxed my throat muscles as best I could and took more and more of the hard shaft down my aching throat until I had the whole thing down to the root. I wanted to give him the best blowjob hed ever had. That is if hed ever had one. Somehow, I just couldnt imagine my step-mom ever being able to go down on this huge piece if man-meat!

I looked up to see him close his eyes and give himself over to the pleasure. He was holding onto my head now and fucking my mouth. It was all I could do to hang on for the ride! When he came back to himself, he must have thought he was hurting me. He let go of my head. "I'm sorry, Son, I must have gotten carried away." I stopped for a second and I told him that I was okay. That seemed to make him feel better. "It was just that I've never... I mean... his voice trailing off."

"I figured as much. That's why I wanted to do it for you," I said reassuringly. I went back to sucking the biggest cock I'd ever had in my mouth. This was the most important blowjob of my life. I took it to the root again and started playing with nuts and the perineum. His dick swelled more, and I knew he was getting close. I wanted him to shoot his spunk down my throat, but I was also dying to taste his jizz, too, so I slid my finger further back and played with his butthole. He started to squirm, so I inserted it. Then I found his g-spot and he blew his load in my mouth. I pulled back a little, so I could taste his creamy cum as I swallowed. Sweet!

When I had sucked him dry, he pulled me up and hugged me. He didn't say anything, just hugged me tightly. Then he whispered in my ear, "I love you, Son," and pulling away from me," he added, "I don't know what else to say."

"No words are necessary. I know what it feels like. It feels like your brains have been sucked out through your dick. Right?" He just laughed and nodded. "Dad, its okay. I just wanted to make you feel better. I guess I got carried away too." With that said, I
decided to leave him with his thoughts and get out of the shower. I started to leave the shower, but he stopped me.

"This is the only way I can think of to thank you." He dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. I tried to pull him up, but he stayed right there trying to take more of my manliness between his lips. It was really hot, and I knew I wouldn't last long
when he inserted his finger in my butthole again. Just like that, I shot my spunk in his mouth and he didn't even try to pull off. When I was dry, I lifted him up and he kissed me hard on the mouth. I was really surprised when I tasted my own load of cum. In fact, I sucked the rest right out of his mouth. Now that was hot!

Coming up for air, I asked breathlessly, "Where the hell did you learn to do that?!"

"I watch porn, too!" And he laughed a good, hearty laugh.

I got out of the shower and dried off fairly quickly. I went to the kitchen and started the coffee maker. When I heard the water still running after about 10 more minutes, I decided to start breakfast. He joined me about 20 minutes later dressed in nothing but a smile. He was still so sexy! He sat at the counter and I poured a cup of coffee for him. He started to drink it then spoke.

"I don't want you to think that I don't appreciate everything you did for me. I do! I tried to interrupt, but he stopped me. Let me finish. Its just that what we did goes against everything I was taught. Don't get me wrong, it did feel great. But I have to
be with a woman and you have to be with a man who is not your father." He stopped, seemingly at a loss for words.

So, I filled the gap, "Dad, I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable or offend you in anyway." This time he tried to interrupt, but I stopped him. "Let me finish. I saw you were hurting. I tried to help, and I got carried away. You're right. You need a woman to satisfy your needs. And I need a man to satisfy mine... one who is not my
father. Now, I want you to drink your coffee and eat your breakfast before they both get cold. I can tell you haven't been eating right. You're practically skin and bones!

"I think that's an exaggeration, but Ill do as you say if only to get you to shut up!" We both laughed, and the tension eased immediately.

(to be continued)

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