My dad’s army buddy

Part 2 of my dad’s army buddy. Parts of this story are definitely true.

After meeting Brian and helping him move into his new apartment I discovered my dad’s friend was someone my dad trusted. When my dad just handed me over to Brian that night it was intimidating, interesting and definitely something I knew deep down I wanted. I had always been attracted to my dad. He was handsome, kind, loving and allowed me to just be me. I remember getting my first jockstrap at Sears and he assisted me in my bedroom as a teenager how to put it on. He was very matter of fact about me stepping in to the gear. He adjusted my pouch and when he ran his fingers over my ass to adjust the straps over my bubble butt he looked up to my eyes…explaining the correct ways the straps were to hug my ass. It wasn’t sexual….or was it. My dick responded and he continued to talk to me and give me pointers. After I had the jockstrap on he cupped my messed covered dick and told me I could tuck under in the future, however, if I got hard in the locker room I could let my penis grown and adjust my cock to where I’d be more comfortable. As a growing man that’s the first time I had a man touch my dick. Yes, that man was my dad …but at that moment I realized I loved the feel of his strong hands touch my pouch and my ass.

When my dad walked out the door of Brian’s apartment I walked with him to the truck. He kissed me on the neck as he hugged me and told me to be a good boy and obey Brian. I looked in my dad’s trusting eyes and understood exactly what he was telling me but not telling me in so many words. He said he was proud of me and he knew Brian was the perfect guy to show me the ropes. I think deep down thinking back my dad knew I needed this but he wanted someone he trusted to be the one who could show me how a man would appreciate me.

As I entered the doorway of the apartment Brian was sitting on the couch just in his white briefs. He was so handsome. So manly, not cocky but definitely confident in himself as a man. He patted the couch and told me to sit beside him. I walked over not breaking eye contact like a good puppy. Once I sat down and let my hand rest on his hairy thick thigh I asked him….what do you want me to do sir? Brian leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips. He used his tongue to open my lips and I welcomed his exploring tongue. I was so excited and eager. He placed both of his hands on my head and guided me….coaching me to slow down and just accept his tongue and follow his lead. Once we stopped kissing he stood up and extended his hands for me to stand up. He undressed me and didn’t say a word. He sat back down on the couch and took my hand to guide me back to the sofa. However, he had me to stand over his chest and feed him my cock. Holy hell….his wet, warm mouth was phenomenal. I moaned and loved the skilled tongue he was using to swirl over my cockhead. He pulled off my pecker and swallowed my nuts. They were wet from his slobbers from sucking my dick. He reached up with his thick fingers and wiped some of his slobbers on his index finger and he popped his finger in my hot hole. Got my ass felt like a firecracker had been ignited. He poked deeper….hitting that spot that I leaned later that was the most amazing feeling ever. I always tell my lover today…Brian’s wet fingers is definitely what helped me discover I was born to be a bottom.

Brian was edging me. Again, being so young I didn’t having the knowledge or the experience to understand the correct terminology, nonetheless, I knew immediately he was training Me. He swatted my ass and told me to go get up on the bed ….all fours. I knew as a teenager that was doggie style just from guys talking at school in the locker room. He knelt behind me and continued to worship my ass. I thought I was going to pass out. Ever now and then he would take a swig of cold beer from a long neck PBR and tease my hole with his wet tongue. Eventually I begged him to fuck me. I just kept say…”please put it in me.” He would groan and whisper….put what in you. The next thing I realized was he was putting Vaseline on that long neck beer bottle and he pushed that bottle in to my ring, Once he had that long neck beer bottle in my ass…he stood in front of me and fed me his leaking cock. Without me touching my cock my dick exploded.

Brian was gently fucking my face. He would pull all the way out of my mouth and look at me. He told me he was so proud of me. As he was ready to cum he took his cock out of my mouth and removed the beer bottle from my ass and he mounted behind me. I loved the feeling of his hairy balls slapping against my ass. During the 1970’s everything was raw…no rubbers used. He rammed handed into my willing boy pussy and told me he was going to make my hole his. He started cumming and his warm seed felt like bullets in my stretched hole. After he had finished cumming he had me to bend over the corner of the bed. With his phenomenal tongue he ate out my ass and sucked his cum out of my warm ass. He moved towards my face and used his index finger to unhinge my jaw. He proceeded to drip his cum from my ass to my mouth. He then kissed me with a gentle passion. We layer in his bed and his strong arms felt so good. Like a papa bear protecting his cub. Eventually we moved to the bathroom and he ran a bath. He knelt beside the tub and he washed me, I loved his attention and he spoke during my bath saying I did so well…how impressed he was with me taking the beer bottle in my ass. As he washed my cock and balls he told me next time he would teach me how to fuck him. He kissed my forehead and said….once I learned how to fuck….he wanted to watch me fuck my dad. He winked and continued waking my back and said he fucked my dad many times while they were in the service. He explained that they had to be so careful in those days. He left me in the bath for a few minutes. When he returned he stepped in the bath sitting behind me. His hairy body felt good wet against my skin. The bath was just that…a bath…traces of lingering touches but not in a sexual way. A few minutes later he instructed me to go get the bath towel out of the dryer. I returned to the tub and he was standing before me. He told me to dry his body. The warm towel felt amazing.

When we returned to his bedroom we put fresh lines on the bed and we climbed into bed naked. We snuggled, chatted and he asked me several questions about our experience. I felt asl in his arms. I woke to the smell of coffee and as I walked into the living room Brian was sitting wrapped in a towel talking to my dad. My dad stood and walked over to me. He didn’t saw a word…he titled my head up towards his face and he kissed me. He hugged me and whispered in my ear. “Brian said you were such a good boy.” I kissed my dad on the neck and told him….dad, Brian said he fucked you when you were in the service. My dad said, yes son….and soon I would get to fuck him too, but Brian insisted he wanted to watch. Man, I can’t wait to fuck my dad.