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  • nathans dad and i
  • As I sat in the bare buff at the kitchen table knowing that my nymphomaniac cousin, Jennifer was coming over the next day, I thought about everything that happen between me and Nathans dad in the last 24 hours. I thought about how he first seduced me in his swimming pool-- I thought about the incredible blow jobs we gave one another--I thought about how we both licked each others balls & holes --I thought about all the hot ass fuckings Nathans dad gave me and how much I loved having his dick up my butt--I thought about when he first popped my cherry as I got down on all fours doggy-style and acted no different than a young fawn in heat yearning to mate with a buck (Nathan"s dad) for the first time. Read More...

  • best daddy cock
  • I can't remember how I found out about Silverdaddies, but I had always preferred older men. In fact, I had only been with older men and looked exclusively for older men on the one cruising website that I at the time knew about. Read More...

  • the doctor hasnt lost the knack
  • Pushing open the heavy pinewood door, Roger Jackson was unable to prevent the chill March wind carrying a small heap of dead elm leaves into the reception area as he struggled with an armful of case notes and the two pints of semi-skimmed milk;. the latter having been jammed under the car park gate, as usual, by the milkman on his pre-five AM milk round. Using his right foot in a neat, rear-kicking movement, he managed to thrust the door back into its frame and nodded to himself as he heard the latch drop. Roger slid the pile of notes onto the receptionists desk and, safely landing the milk cartons beside them, checked the practice answer phone for any overnight messages - there were none. Turning, he gathered the milk up again and made off into the kitchen, put the milk into the fridge and set about filling and boiling a kettle for tea. This completed, he returned to the reception, picked up his precious paperwork and entered his surgery. Read More...

  • me and my man
  • I was Friday night and I was racing home from school to get ready for my weekend with Richard. Read More...

  • joels ass
  • Recently I was working as a supervisor on a make work project for local youths. We were on the last day of a trail building project. We had put in a new trail, which hooked up to another one that went up the mountain. It was Friday and I said that I was thinking of hiking to the top of the mountain over the weekend. A kid on the crew offered to go with me. Joel wasn't exactly a kid, he was 19 but being in my late 40's I refer to anyone that age as a 'kid'. He was a very feminine looking guy, which belied his age. He had been up the mountain before and I figured "what the hell" I could use the company. Read More...

  • my jock pa
  • Jockstraps have been special to me since I was a kid. My dad would strip down to his jock when he got home. It was all he wore round the house. After my folks split, I went with my old man. He said he was gonna raise me like boy should be. Rule one was to work out with him every day in the basement. Since I was just a kid, I had to wear gym shorts, but pa wore nothin but his jock. It had a cotton n rubber pouch that molded itself to his manhood, and bounced when he moved around. He said when I started to become a man, I could wear one too. I hated wearin shorts with no strap. Specially when doin stuff like squats my balls, and even the knob of my dick, would sometimes come hangin out. I would turn red, but my pa just laughed and would even swat my butt, which humiliated me even more. I loved my pa, and dreamed of the day when I could jock up with him. Read More...

  • the cockpit
  • Dad was a pilot for a major airline. I loved the way he looked in his uniform when he was leaving or coming home from a trip. He was so handsome. Daddy was 6' 3" of solid man. The hair from his chest went all the way down his body to his calves. Read More...

  • the day the earth moved
  • The two construction workers worked quickly and efficiently, cleaning up for the evening around the construction site on the new house on the steep hillside overlooking the pounding surf on the rugged coast below. The two moved together, in fluid motion. They were having a boisterous and obscene conversation of what the two horny hunks planned to do to their girl friends that evening after a hard-working pay day. The day had been hot, and they were both stripped down to shorts and tool belts and heavy construction boots. Read More...

  • the boy on the ramp
  • I had stopped at the quick stop to buy a pack of smokes and stretch my legs and buy a soda. The trip was nearly over and I was almost home to my mountain place. As I approached the ramp, I saw him standing there with his duffel bag and his thumb out. I pulled over and he flopped the bag in the back of my truck and crawled into the seat beside me in my little Ford Ranger truck. He was a friendly guy and the talk began immediately. He explained that he was from the West Coast and was stationed at the Marine base on the coast here in the mid-Atlantic and was trying to get to the mountains. We chatted on and I explained that I lived close by in the mountains and would be glad to give him a night's lodging in the mountains since it was nearing dark. Read More...

  • seeking daddy
  • It would be true to say my granddad enjoyed a drink. It was often a topic of discussion as to whether to invite him to family occasions as he often got loud and spoke his mind after a few drinks. It was on one of his drinking binges that he managed to injure his leg falling over. I was given the task at 21 of looking after him for a few days. It was not my idea of fun but I could not get out of it.

    I had always had a thing about granddad. He was 6ft with short silver hair, a large stocky build, short silver/grey beard and a booming voice. He would never take no for an answer and had an air of authority about him.

    I arrived late evening at granddads and put my bags in the small guest room. It had the same musky odour I remembered as a kid. In fact the dcor had remained the same brown and beige colours for years. Read This Preimum Story For Free (story opens in a new browser window)