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Juvenile Sexuality
By
Jim Stanley
Chapter 12
My Father and Bernie
In my imaginings, I often wondered about the relationship between
my father and Bernie. I knew that they were cousins. I knew that they
both came from the "old country." I knew that they engaged in sex with my
mother. But I never saw anything overt between them except a certain
fondness for one another. That changed one day. I was 16 at the time, my
father 68. My mother had gone to visit some relatives in a nearby town.
She would be gone for day. I was at home with my father when Bernie showed
up. We sat around and talked generalities and I began to suspect that
something else was in the air. In the middle of the conversation, I jumped
up and shouted, "Damn, I have to be in Sagebrook for a job interview in
another hour. I forgot all about it. I'll just have enough time to catch
the next bus." I quickly dressed, grabbed my coat and tore out the door,
yelling, "I'll see you at dinner tonight." Dinner was a good 6 hours away,
and, if I was guessing correctly, that would give them ample time to do
whatever they wanted. I ran down to the corner and disappeared from sight.
My route, however, was different. I went up the hill to the next block,
cut over a railroad bridge, and backtracked to our yard through some fields
and an orchard. The orchard butted up against our property which allowed
me to climb back over the fence and sneak into our garage. From here, I
could look into the kitchen from a distance to see if anything transpired.
I could see them still talking when I got to the garage, but then things
started to happen. I saw Bernie's head disappear and my father slouching
in his chair, his head resting on its back. His eyes closed. I knew I had
to get closer, but I still didn't think it an appropriate time. Then
Bernie's head reappeared and I saw him move towards my father and kiss him
full on the mouth. It was a long kiss and intense. The kissing stopped
and they both stood and, from my vantage point, I could see my father
holding his pants, his cock standing erect framed by his fly. There was
some verbal exchange and they moved towards the stairs to the upstairs
bedroom. Here was my chance. I slipped out of the garage and ran to the
side door of the house. The door was open. I slipped in and tiptoed
through the pantry and living room and up the back stairs to one of the
bedrooms that connected to the others. Reaching the top of the stairs, I
could hear their conversation. "We'll be alone for 6 hours," I heard Bernie
say, to which my father added, "Yes, we'll have lots of uninterrupted time
to have some fun." I crept closer. I heard Bernie say, "Lay down. Let me
undress you." My father complied and I watched as Bernie lovingly began to
disrobe my father. First, he took off his shoes and socks. As he did, he
kissed his feet tenderly and lovingly, his tongue searching out the
crevices between the toes, his arches, his heels. Then he undid his belt
and pulled his pants off. I expected him to remove his shorts, but,
instead, he continued his loving through his underwear. He massaged his
cock through his underwear and ran his tongue along his leg to his crotch,
lingering there for several minutes. Then he slipped his underwear off and
put his hot mouth over my father's majestically, hard cock, throbbing and
pulsing his passion. Next came my father's shirt and lying before Bernie
now was my father, naked, hard, and passion filled. Bernie disrobed
quickly. His shoes, pants, underwear and shirt came off in a second or
two. Before me now stood these two beautiful 68 year olds naked and
tensing for fucking and loving each other for the rest of the afternoon, if
need be. Bernie's 10" cock throbbed synchronously with my father's 8
inches. The gray hairs on Bernie's chest and pubic area meshed with my
father's. He lay atop him, kissing him deeply, his cock lying sandwiched
between their bellies, my father's cock, on the other hand, protruding from
between Bernie's legs, mounting the slit in Bernie's ass as if seeking an
entrance into the warmth of Bernie's hot hole. They loved this way for a
long time.
My father broke the silence and said, "Let's sixty nine." Bernie
reversed himself and lay on his side with his back to me, his cock entering
my father's mouth. Heads and asses responded to the in-and-out movements
of each. I had a clear view of my father's cock gliding in and out of
Bernie's mouth. Bernie's hands were not idle during this time. He cupped
and massaged my father's balls, frequently taking time to let his tongue
roam the crevices of his groin, his balls and his asshole. They weren't
long into this when Bernie said, "Fuck my ass with your hard cock." They
turned to a spoon position and my father's cock slid easily into Bernie's
asshole. After 5 minutes of passionate fucking, my father turned Bernie on
his stomach and continued his fuck. There's was a finality to his
movements, now. He fucked him hard and deep, Bernie's ass responding to my
father's thrusts. It wasn't long before my father whispered, "I'm cumming.
Here it comes. Take it. Take all of it. Oh! Baby. Take it.
Tak..........e.......it.........!" Then he collapsed atop Bernie and they
lay still.
Five or ten minutes passed before there was any response. My
father spoke, "Bernie, lay on your back." Bernie obliged. His dick lay
half erect but throbbing. My father rose above his legs and lowered his
mouth on Bernie's hot cock and it wasn't long before his cock stood erect.
I can only say that my father sucked Bernie lovingly and tenderly with slow
up and down movements of his mouth over the head of Bernie's ten inches.
Sweat shone on both bodies accenting the gray hairs of each, particularly
the gray of the pubic area. The pace quickened and Bernie's hips began to
respond to my father's head movements. Soon, Bernie's cries of passion
grew louder, "Suck it baby. Suck it hard. Take my sweet hot load. Take
it all. Ohhhhhhhh Sweetheart." And then silence. My father knelt over
Bernie's lower body, his mouth and lips still working on Bernie's cock,
balls and groin, eventually his head coming to rest on Bernie's flaccid
cock. It seemed that both slept and, in this reverie, I grabbed my cock
and jerked until I shot my hot load into my hand. Finished I licked my
hand and ate my hot cum, enjoying its ammonia-like scent and viscous
quality.
I assumed that this was just the beginning of their day together,
so I quietly went down the stairs and headed for a coffee shop nearby.
This occupied an hour or more of my time and I returned to the house.
Things were still quiet downstairs so I ascended to my usually hideaway.
Things apparently picked up once more. Moans announced their continued
lovemaking. I peeked to see my father kneeling on the side of the bed,
facing me, Bernie behind him with his big 10 inch cock inserted deep into
my father's asshole. Each moaned openly. "Fuck me Bernie," cried my
father. "Fuck me hard. OH! God how I love it. Fuck me. Fuck me."
Bernie stood behind him, his eyes closed, totally rapt with his
movements of body and cock towards my father's hot asshole. He coupled his
fucking movements with slaps on my father's ass and a constant massage of
his buttocks and back. The action was vigorous and violent. Before long,
Bernie screamed, "AAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIII. Take it." There was
continued passionate fucking as he shot his hot load into my father's ass.
He fucked him passionately for several minutes and then shouted, "Fuck me
now while I'm still hot. Take me."
They switched roles, my father now behind Bernie's hot ass. I
could see his throbbing cock bounce as he jumped from the bed and take
position behind Bernie. Unceremoniously, he stabbed his hard cock into
Bernie's ass and fucked him hard and deep. Bernie responded with yells of
his own, "Give it to me baby. Let me have all of you." And the fucking
continued until my father shouted, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, here it comes."
Bernie responded, "Fill me baby. Fill me with your hot cum."
As my father shot his hot load into Bernie's ass, I heard him
whisper, "Beautiful, baby. Beautiful. Beautiful." They fell into a heap
on the bed and quiet reigned once again. I took this as a sign to take my
leave and, once more, descended the stairs and left the house. I managed
to stay away another 2 hours and returned home to find them sitting at the
kitchen table having a drink. I joined them, announcing as well that the
job interview went well. The rest of the day passed quickly. But now I
knew what relationship existed between Bernie and my father.
By
Jim Stanley
Chapter 12
My Father and Bernie
In my imaginings, I often wondered about the relationship between
my father and Bernie. I knew that they were cousins. I knew that they
both came from the "old country." I knew that they engaged in sex with my
mother. But I never saw anything overt between them except a certain
fondness for one another. That changed one day. I was 16 at the time, my
father 68. My mother had gone to visit some relatives in a nearby town.
She would be gone for day. I was at home with my father when Bernie showed
up. We sat around and talked generalities and I began to suspect that
something else was in the air. In the middle of the conversation, I jumped
up and shouted, "Damn, I have to be in Sagebrook for a job interview in
another hour. I forgot all about it. I'll just have enough time to catch
the next bus." I quickly dressed, grabbed my coat and tore out the door,
yelling, "I'll see you at dinner tonight." Dinner was a good 6 hours away,
and, if I was guessing correctly, that would give them ample time to do
whatever they wanted. I ran down to the corner and disappeared from sight.
My route, however, was different. I went up the hill to the next block,
cut over a railroad bridge, and backtracked to our yard through some fields
and an orchard. The orchard butted up against our property which allowed
me to climb back over the fence and sneak into our garage. From here, I
could look into the kitchen from a distance to see if anything transpired.
I could see them still talking when I got to the garage, but then things
started to happen. I saw Bernie's head disappear and my father slouching
in his chair, his head resting on its back. His eyes closed. I knew I had
to get closer, but I still didn't think it an appropriate time. Then
Bernie's head reappeared and I saw him move towards my father and kiss him
full on the mouth. It was a long kiss and intense. The kissing stopped
and they both stood and, from my vantage point, I could see my father
holding his pants, his cock standing erect framed by his fly. There was
some verbal exchange and they moved towards the stairs to the upstairs
bedroom. Here was my chance. I slipped out of the garage and ran to the
side door of the house. The door was open. I slipped in and tiptoed
through the pantry and living room and up the back stairs to one of the
bedrooms that connected to the others. Reaching the top of the stairs, I
could hear their conversation. "We'll be alone for 6 hours," I heard Bernie
say, to which my father added, "Yes, we'll have lots of uninterrupted time
to have some fun." I crept closer. I heard Bernie say, "Lay down. Let me
undress you." My father complied and I watched as Bernie lovingly began to
disrobe my father. First, he took off his shoes and socks. As he did, he
kissed his feet tenderly and lovingly, his tongue searching out the
crevices between the toes, his arches, his heels. Then he undid his belt
and pulled his pants off. I expected him to remove his shorts, but,
instead, he continued his loving through his underwear. He massaged his
cock through his underwear and ran his tongue along his leg to his crotch,
lingering there for several minutes. Then he slipped his underwear off and
put his hot mouth over my father's majestically, hard cock, throbbing and
pulsing his passion. Next came my father's shirt and lying before Bernie
now was my father, naked, hard, and passion filled. Bernie disrobed
quickly. His shoes, pants, underwear and shirt came off in a second or
two. Before me now stood these two beautiful 68 year olds naked and
tensing for fucking and loving each other for the rest of the afternoon, if
need be. Bernie's 10" cock throbbed synchronously with my father's 8
inches. The gray hairs on Bernie's chest and pubic area meshed with my
father's. He lay atop him, kissing him deeply, his cock lying sandwiched
between their bellies, my father's cock, on the other hand, protruding from
between Bernie's legs, mounting the slit in Bernie's ass as if seeking an
entrance into the warmth of Bernie's hot hole. They loved this way for a
long time.
My father broke the silence and said, "Let's sixty nine." Bernie
reversed himself and lay on his side with his back to me, his cock entering
my father's mouth. Heads and asses responded to the in-and-out movements
of each. I had a clear view of my father's cock gliding in and out of
Bernie's mouth. Bernie's hands were not idle during this time. He cupped
and massaged my father's balls, frequently taking time to let his tongue
roam the crevices of his groin, his balls and his asshole. They weren't
long into this when Bernie said, "Fuck my ass with your hard cock." They
turned to a spoon position and my father's cock slid easily into Bernie's
asshole. After 5 minutes of passionate fucking, my father turned Bernie on
his stomach and continued his fuck. There's was a finality to his
movements, now. He fucked him hard and deep, Bernie's ass responding to my
father's thrusts. It wasn't long before my father whispered, "I'm cumming.
Here it comes. Take it. Take all of it. Oh! Baby. Take it.
Tak..........e.......it.........!" Then he collapsed atop Bernie and they
lay still.
Five or ten minutes passed before there was any response. My
father spoke, "Bernie, lay on your back." Bernie obliged. His dick lay
half erect but throbbing. My father rose above his legs and lowered his
mouth on Bernie's hot cock and it wasn't long before his cock stood erect.
I can only say that my father sucked Bernie lovingly and tenderly with slow
up and down movements of his mouth over the head of Bernie's ten inches.
Sweat shone on both bodies accenting the gray hairs of each, particularly
the gray of the pubic area. The pace quickened and Bernie's hips began to
respond to my father's head movements. Soon, Bernie's cries of passion
grew louder, "Suck it baby. Suck it hard. Take my sweet hot load. Take
it all. Ohhhhhhhh Sweetheart." And then silence. My father knelt over
Bernie's lower body, his mouth and lips still working on Bernie's cock,
balls and groin, eventually his head coming to rest on Bernie's flaccid
cock. It seemed that both slept and, in this reverie, I grabbed my cock
and jerked until I shot my hot load into my hand. Finished I licked my
hand and ate my hot cum, enjoying its ammonia-like scent and viscous
quality.
I assumed that this was just the beginning of their day together,
so I quietly went down the stairs and headed for a coffee shop nearby.
This occupied an hour or more of my time and I returned to the house.
Things were still quiet downstairs so I ascended to my usually hideaway.
Things apparently picked up once more. Moans announced their continued
lovemaking. I peeked to see my father kneeling on the side of the bed,
facing me, Bernie behind him with his big 10 inch cock inserted deep into
my father's asshole. Each moaned openly. "Fuck me Bernie," cried my
father. "Fuck me hard. OH! God how I love it. Fuck me. Fuck me."
Bernie stood behind him, his eyes closed, totally rapt with his
movements of body and cock towards my father's hot asshole. He coupled his
fucking movements with slaps on my father's ass and a constant massage of
his buttocks and back. The action was vigorous and violent. Before long,
Bernie screamed, "AAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIII. Take it." There was
continued passionate fucking as he shot his hot load into my father's ass.
He fucked him passionately for several minutes and then shouted, "Fuck me
now while I'm still hot. Take me."
They switched roles, my father now behind Bernie's hot ass. I
could see his throbbing cock bounce as he jumped from the bed and take
position behind Bernie. Unceremoniously, he stabbed his hard cock into
Bernie's ass and fucked him hard and deep. Bernie responded with yells of
his own, "Give it to me baby. Let me have all of you." And the fucking
continued until my father shouted, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, here it comes."
Bernie responded, "Fill me baby. Fill me with your hot cum."
As my father shot his hot load into Bernie's ass, I heard him
whisper, "Beautiful, baby. Beautiful. Beautiful." They fell into a heap
on the bed and quiet reigned once again. I took this as a sign to take my
leave and, once more, descended the stairs and left the house. I managed
to stay away another 2 hours and returned home to find them sitting at the
kitchen table having a drink. I joined them, announcing as well that the
job interview went well. The rest of the day passed quickly. But now I
knew what relationship existed between Bernie and my father.
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