Date: Sat, 26 May 2007 03:12:34 -0400
From: teague001@hotmail.com
Subject: Drew's Daddy (Chapter Two)

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Drew's Daddy (Chapter Two)
By Teague


I've received an unexpected flood of emails from readers about this story
and I thank you all for your response. All of you had nothing but great
things to say and although many of you asked questions about the story I
thought it would be better if the story played out the way I imagined it
would, instead of spoiling it for everyone. I will say two things though...

1. This story is about the intense love a Father and Son share for one
another. Adam, as you will see, as only one desire...to please his Son.

2. I have written several stories about a number of topics. I've also taken
stories from this site and others and "re-spawned" them so to speak, to fit
my own thoughts. I've liked the core ideas that some stories hold but not
every aspect of it like golden showers etc, so I've rewritten large blocks
of those stories to fit a more realistic or commonly accepted format. I've
never published these stories because I'm not sure of what's allowed and
what's not. I would never try to take credit for these stories because I
didn't write them from scratch. I will publish more stories after I finish
Drew's Daddy.





Chapter Two

Adam stood in the doorway of his bedroom watching his son sleep. Drew's
small chest rose up with each breath and Adam wondered how kids could sleep
so deeply. Drew looked like an angel, sleeping in his Father's oversized
bed. Adam's hand throbbed slightly and he looked at it, holding it out in
the hallway. There was dried blood around several knuckles even though he
had cleaned it earlier. He looked back to his son and felt all his troubles
disappear. If only it could always be like this, he thought, as he gazed at
Drew.

Three hours earlier it had been a different scene entirely.



Max and his four buddies walked up the street toward the supermarket. It
was late but they were open 24 hours and the boys wanted beer. Max was the
leader so to speak, only because he was the biggest out of the group and
the others never challenged him. In the high school they attended Max was
the one everyone else stayed away from, never making him angry and
generally giving in to whatever he wanted. He was the bully the smaller
kids complained about, and also the boy the girls most wanted to sleep
with. Life for Max was good...at least for the next twenty minutes.



Adam and Drew had gone to the store to stock up on supplies that Adam had
neglected to get earlier. He knew it was late but he wanted to shop while
it was less crowded and since he had to take Drew back to his mother's the
next day, now seemed like a good time. They had been there for about ten
minutes and Adam took the items up to the cashier and unloaded them on the
belt. The young girl behind the counter smiled at him as she always did,
obviously attracted to him. Adam gave her a nod and looked away not wanting
to encourage her advances anymore than necessary. He casually glanced up as
the five teenage boys came into the store and headed down the first row,
not giving him a second's notice. They looked a little drunk already but
Adam could have cared less. As he watched his items move on the belt he saw
that he forgot the milk. He told the girl he would be right back and then
told Drew to stay where he was. She nodded and continued to ring everything
up.

Drew watched as his father left, his eyes running across his Dad's large
frame and resting on his broad shoulders. The boy couldn't help but smile
as his Father disappeared around the corner. Even though they only had one
more day together, this was always the hard part, having to say goodbye to
him. As he looked up at the counter he suddenly had a desire for ice
cream. He knew his Dad wouldn't mind buying it so he dashed off to the ice
cream section thinking he could be back before his father even knew he was
gone. He went up the freezer isle and looked through the glass doors, not
noticing the teenage boy that was coming down toward him.



Eddie saw the little blond kid in front of him, all alone and just the way
he liked his victims. Eddie wasn't so much a bad kid as one driven to be
bad because of the company he kept. He came up on the kid and asked him for
money. When the boy looked up at him and said he didn't have any, Eddie
gave him a sneer.

"What good are you then?" he asked, not expecting a reply. He reached out
with one hand and shoved the boy against the glass door, watching him fall
to the ground with a satisfying slump. Eddie filled up with power, like he
always did when he played `king of the hill' with weaker foes. Right at the
height of his pleasure he turned his head and came face to face with a very
large man whose eyes bore right through him.

Things happened very quickly after that. He heard himself cry out to Max
only to watch as if in slow motion, as the man's fist pulled back and
punched him squarely in the stomach. It felt as if all the breath that
Eddie had ever taken in life was suddenly expelled from his body in one
massive rush of air. He felt himself lifted off the ground and he flew
through space until the ground came up suddenly, crashing into him. That's
when the enormous pain shot through Eddie's body and snapped him into the
fetal position.

It was at that moment that Eddie realized he couldn't breathe.

Max heard Eddie cry out, but since he was holding the beer he sent the
others to find out what the emergency was. The three boys ran past a few
isles and came around the other side. As they rounded the corner, the boy
in front slammed into a huge man and his two buddies in turn crashed into
him. All three fell to the floor.

Pete, the first boy, looked up and noticed the man had not moved at
all...not even an inch.

Adam looked down at the teenagers and reached for one, lifting him up
effortlessly by the front of his shirt. He pointed at Drew on the floor and
growled, "That's my son!"

Adam's massive fist came at Pete and crashed into his face like a
sledgehammer. Pete never felt himself land on top of Eddie; in fact he
didn't feel anything for quite a few minutes. Adam had knocked him out with
one punch.

As Drew made his way to his feet he watched his Dad grab the last two boys
and haul them up in the air. They struggled for the few seconds they had,
until their heads came together in a fast and violent collision. He watched
his Dad throw them on top of the others with ease, his thick muscles
bunched up and sticking out. Then his Father's eyes fell on him. Whatever
anger was inside his Dad instantly left his face, and the large hands that
moments ago had caused such pain and devastation, took hold of Drew's small
shoulders and hauled him to his feet.

"Are you alright?" he asked Drew, his eyes running all over Drew's tiny
frame.

The boy nodded. "I'm fine Dad" as he looked at the pile of teenagers on the
floor beside him. All were motionless except for the first boy who was
still struggling to breathe. He felt his body lifted in the air and turned
side to side as his Dad looked him over. Satisfied that he wasn't injured,
his Dad put him back on the ground and smiled at him.

That's when Max turned the corner.

The first thing he saw was his friends on the floor. The second thing was
the broad back of a man squatting down in front of a little boy. The little
boy's eyes met his, and the attention the kid gave him made the man turn to
look at him as well. Max had seen that type of look before...from his
father, whenever he was in trouble. After countless beatings Max had become
accustom to he knew a pissed off man when he saw one.

 As the man stood up and faced him, Max dropped right back to his
childhood.

His biceps made Max's look like a school girls. The man's chest and legs
threatened to rip out of his clothes. He had big hands, a thick neck and
Max knew that he could crush him like an egg. This man didn't get his body
from a gym membership. Life had chiseled him into a wall. A wall that Max
couldn't climb.

He dropped the case of beer and took a step back, holding out his hands in
surrender. Whatever stupid thing Eddie had done had cost them all. He
turned to run but the man was faster. One powerful hand grabbed Max by the
neck and yanked him off his feet. He felt his back forced against the man's
hard chest and one huge arm put him in a headlock. It felt as if a rock was
pressed against his throat, as the man's bicep flexed and cut off his air
supply. The rough whiskers of his cheeks scrapped against Max's face.

"Leaving so soon bitch?" the man spoke in his ear. "Time to pay the fucking
check!" And with that Max felt the bicep push deeply on his windpipe as the
man's other hand grabbed a fistful of hair and pressed him forward. Max
blacked out, and his next memory would be of a police officer.



Adam walked Drew back to the counter after a brief discussion with the
store manager and finished paying for his items. The cashier bagged them
up.

"Your Dad is quite a guy" she said to Drew who smiled at her. Drew wrapped
his arms around his Father's large thigh.

"I love him" he told the girl.

Adam looked away quickly, not wanting the cashier to see the effect Drew
had on him. He couldn't help it, his Son unknowingly turned him to clay and
while he didn't mind if his boy knew it, he didn't want a perfect stranger
to see him blush.

Adam put his hand against Drew's back, pulling him into his body. He hugged
his large leg in his small arms and he felt him kiss his thigh. As they
moved from the counter he took hold of Drew's hand and they walked to the
car.

Drew looked down at his Dad's hand.

"Dad!" he cried out.

Adam held up his hand and saw the blood coming from his knuckles.

"The second boy had braces" he told Drew.

Seeing his Son wasn't convinced he added, "I'm fine. It takes a lot more
than that to hurt your Father!" He took hold of his hand again and Drew
smiled up at him. Drew climbed into the back seat of the SUV while Adam put
the groceries in the back. He came around to the open door and leaned in to
check Drew's seatbelt.

"I love you Dad" Drew said simply. Adam's body tightened up and his cock
swelled between his legs. He tugged at the belt making sure it was secure
and then kissed his Son on the forehead.

"You Daddy's boy?" he whispered. Drew nodded and grinned. Adam closed the
door and took a deep breath when his Son couldn't see him. He got in the
driver's seat and pulled out of the parking lot looking at Drew in the rear
view mirror. The boy was still grinning at him and Adam couldn't help but
smile. He reached down with one hand and absently rubbed the large bulge
between his legs.

The drive home was uneventful and after helping Drew out, he grabbed the
bags from the back and hauled them inside. It was dark outside and Adam
knew Drew must be tired. As he went into the kitchen and started to put
things away he half imagined Drew getting ready for bed so he was surprised
to feel his Son's arms wrap around his thigh. Adam looked down at him and
smiled. Drew reached one small hand up and squeezed the mound between
Adam's legs. Adam didn't say anything; he continued to put things away even
though his big dick swelled up in his pants.

After most of the things were stored in the cabinets Adam turned his body
to Drew and watched as his Son buried his face into his crotch. Drew's soft
blue eyes looked up at as he rubbed his face against his Father's
bulge. Adam put one hand behind Drew's head and pulled him gently forward,
encouraging his efforts and feeling his dick throb against his Son's face.

"I thought you would be tired?"

Drew shook his head. Adam waited for a moment and said, "So I guess there's
something you want to ask me?"

Drew asked, "Can I suck your cock Dad?"

Adam pulled Drew's face back between his legs and smiled at him. "For as
long as you want"

Drew happily rubbed against his Father's enormous mound and Adam let him
play for a moment before saying, "Go upstairs, put on your pajamas and meet
me in the living room"

Drew started to go but Adam called him right back and pointed to his
bulge. "Kiss it for me"

 Drew came back, put his hands on to his Father's big legs and kissed at
his mound. He looked up after the third kiss to see if his Dad wanted
anything else. He was rewarded with a grin.

"Good boy" Adam told him, scooting him away.

Drew scampered off, giving Adam time to put the rest of the groceries away,
get a beer and go sit on the sofa. Drew came running down a minute later, a
big smile on his face.

"You ready?" Adam asked. The boy nodded. He took a swig of beer then
reached down and unzipped his fly. Drew watched him carefully as he tugged
out his thick cock, the large shaft already hard and swelling up in front
of him. Adam spread his legs apart, inviting his Son to come forward.

Drew dropped to his knees and took hold of his Father's huge prick. He
opened his mouth and began to lick at the warm shaft with his tongue, his
mouth exploding with the delicious flavor of his Father's dick.

Adam quietly watched his only Son lapping away at his cock. The boy's
fingers wouldn't meet around his swollen shaft for several more years, and
that suited him just fine. Drew's moist tongue sent jolts of electricity up
Adam's heavy prick with each lick and his muscled thighs clenched up in
pleasure with each jolt. Once his cock was completely hard Adam told him to
takes his hands away.

"Do it like I taught you baby" he said to the boy who obeyed him without
question. Now that his hands were gone, Adam's big dick moved around as
Drew licked at it making the boy chase it with his mouth. Sometimes if he
licked at it too hard it would move away only to slap into his face a
moment later. But Drew didn't care, this was where he wanted to be,
kneeling between his Father's legs and tasting the man's huge babymaker.

"That's it" Adam said to him. When Drew looked up at Adam always met his
eyes. He wanted to encourage Drew, and let him know they were doing this
together, as father and son.

As Adam slowly drank his beer, Drew worked diligently on his prick, making
the shaft gleam with his spit. The boy was now licking at the swollen head
and dipping his tongue into the hole at the top. Adam watched with pride as
his boy lapped at his heavy meat with an eagerness that only an 8 year old
could have.

"You gonna lick it all night or are you gonna suck it?" Adam asked
playfully. Drew grinned and opened his mouth wide taking in as much of his
Dad's swollen prick as he could. Adam reached over and held it steady for
him since Drew wasn't allowed to use his hands just yet. He felt his Son's
lips grip his meaty prick and his wet tongue struggle to circle the fat
head invading his mouth. Adam gave him a minute and then pulled his dick
free. Drew quickly moved his head to take it back inside but Adam kept it
from him, shaking it from side to side.

Drew looked up with frustration in his eyes and Adam grinned back at
him. He gave in immediately, and held his dick steady for his Son. Drew
wasted no time, quickly taking his Dad's cockhead back inside. His cheeks
bulged with the girth of his Daddy's dick and Adam looked on with a smile
as his boy struggled to eat him up.

"Suck it baby" he encouraged the boy. He knew if it were possible Drew
would take him all the way down his throat. The boy lived to please him and
Adam knew that as time went by Drew would somehow find a way to swallow all
nine and a half inches of his Daddy's big dick. But that day was far from
today and for now he was content to let the boy nurse on whatever he
managed to get in his mouth.

Drew moaned and twisted his head slowly around Adam's cock, trying to find
a way to get more inside. The proud Father watched patiently, not bothering
to deter Drew's efforts. The boy wanted to suck him and Adam was going to
fill that need. He watched as his son's spit began to stream out of his
mouth and run down the sides of his swollen shaft. He felt the boy's tongue
move feverishly across the head of his cock and his soft lips fighting to
engulf more prick than was humanly possible. Adam quietly took his hand
away and let his Son give him head.

As the minutes past, Drew's spit coated more and more of his Dad's
throbbing shaft. His mouth felt full, like it always did when he sucked his
Father's big prick. The taste of the warm flesh made his mouth water and
his cock hard. That was his favorite part, next to the smell, which made
Drew dizzy with desire. Some nights he would just move his head between his
Father's legs and breathe in that incredible smell, waking up the next
morning to his Dad's hand running through his hair at finding him asleep on
his lap. That was the best part for Drew. His Father never said no to him
or discouraged him in any way. When Drew told him he liked how his cock
smelled Adam pulled the boy down and told him to breathe it in as long as
he liked. He told Drew that if he liked the smell of his cock and balls, he
would probably like his armpits and feet as well. When Drew sat up, Adam
lifted up his arm and let the boy breathe him in.

"You like that?" he asked his Son, who nodded with a smile. Adam ruffled
his hair and pushed his face back between his legs. "Smell that kid!"

A few days later Drew had the opportunity to take off his Dad's shoes and
his Father watched patiently as he enjoyed the scent of his feet. Drew
breathed deeply taking each of his Dad's large feet in his small hands and
worshipping them with his nose. When he had his fill, Adam lifted up one
muscled arm and Drew dove right in, loving the complete masculine smell his
Father gave off. His Dad never laughed at him or told him it was wrong, he
simply gave the boy whatever he wanted.

There were some times that Drew was afraid his Dad would get tired of his
advances and not want to be bothered; but that never happened. As he
smelled his Father's armpit he thought for sure he would make him stop
after a while but when he pulled away his Dad asked, "You want more?"

Drew nodded and Adam lifted up his other arm for his Son to enjoy. When he
was through his Dad unzipped his pants and asked, "You wanna smell that
too?"

Drew felt nothing but complete love for his Dad. His Father knew what he
wanted even before he did.

"I love you Dad"

His Father leaned in and kissed his small mouth, took his head in one hand
and Drew him down to his crotch. "You're Daddy's boy" he heard him say. For
the next twenty minutes, Drew breathed in his Father's smell, feeling a
strong hand gently rubbing his back.

And now years later, here he was contently sucking his Father's big prick.

Drew had lost track of time the way he always did when he gave his Dad
head. No matter how much time past, it never seemed long enough, Drew
always wanted more.

Adam watched his Son work tirelessly on his cockhead. The truth was he
could stay hard for hours if need be, but Drew wasn't made of the same
material. The boy was hungry and expended energy quickly. Adam didn't want
him to stop but knew the kid had limits. He imaged his Son's jaw aching
soon after. Adam had a big dick and Drew was a just a little boy no matter
how much he wanted to blow his Dad. He let his boy work on him for a good
ten minutes before he decided that he had enough. He watched as his Son's
breathing became more frantic, knowing how impatient the boy was
becoming. He wanted cum. His Daddy's cum to be exact. And after the night
they had, he didn't want Drew to get overworked.

"Make Daddy cum" he said to Drew, and immediately the boy's soft hands
moved in and gripped his solid shaft. Adam felt him grip his hard flesh and
watched his cock throb as his Son started to pump him.

"That's it baby"

Drew sucked deeply, his hands doing an almost impossible job on such a huge
dick.

"Eat that cock. Suck your Daddy!"

Drew started to moan loudly, Adam's words driving him into a frenzy as he
sucked.

"Look at you Drew. You're such a good little boy"

The wet sound of the boy's mouth filling up the room.

"Sucking your Daddy's big cock like that"

Drew moaned, pumping as fast as he could.

"Giving me head...like a good little boy!"

Adam spread his legs farther apart. He felt the cum filling his balls up,
eager to feed the boy. He put one hand on Drew's head and gently rubbed him
to encourage his efforts.

"I know what you need baby. Daddy knows what you want!"

And with that Adam came like a bull inside Drew's mouth.

Thick waves of cum erupted out of Adam's heavy prick and flooded his Son
throat. He didn't mean to cum so hard but Drew's skill was improving with
each blowjob. He immediately began to cough and large streams of white
cream escaped his mouth. Adam took a fistful of his hair and pulled him off
his big dick, shooting more cum against his Son's face. Drew continued to
cough as Adam's cream splashed against his face. The boy struggle to move
back down but Adam wouldn't let him.

Once the coughing stopped Adam pushed his mouth over his throbbing
cockhead, giving the boy what he wanted most. He released his hold on
Drew's head and watched as his Son began to swallow the weaker loads
erupting from his cock.

Drew moaned loudly, his lips gripping his Father's big prick like a
vise. Adam watched his cock throb and force his Son's lips apart
effortlessly. It reminded him how young Drew was. Even though he was eager
to suck him, Adam was a grown man with an adult sized prick and Drew was an
8 year old boy.

But it didn't matter. Adam would help him. If his Son wanted to blow him,
Adam would make sure he could.

Once he had finished feeding his Son and Drew, unable to get anymore cum,
came off his prick, Adam knew what was about to happen.

"DAD!" Drew cried out, his face wet with his Father's white cum. Adam was
ready for this...he had been through this before.

"I'm sorry buddy" he said in his most convincing tone. Drew was upset that
he had been pulled away and Adam knew he needed to take the blame. He
didn't want to question his Son's ability to drink his cum.

"I got so excited" he continued. "You sucked me so hard, I wasn't thinking
right" he smiled at Drew. Drew's eyes lit up at the complement and Adam
knew he had him. "You made me feel so good baby I couldn't help myself"

Drew grinned and realized his face was wet with cum. He began to lick at it
and run his fingers through it, pushing it toward his mouth. Adam watched
him with a smile and ruffled his hair with one hand.

"That was one of the best blowjobs you've ever given me!"

For the next few minutes Drew continued to clean himself up as Adam
complimented him on doing such a great job. He finally leaned forward and
licked his Son's face, coating his tongue with the remaining cum. He kissed
the boy's lips and sent his tongue inside, which Drew immediately
sucked. Adam broke the kiss and licked the other side of Drew's face then
once again offered his tongue to the boy.

Drew's body was lifted up and hugged tenderly in his Father's muscled
arms. He felt his Dad's hair tickle his sensitive flesh as they continued
to kiss one another. He didn't resist as Adam pushed down his pajama
bottoms and began to rub at his hard cock. Adam continued to stab his
tongue into the boy's mouth as he stroked his erection with his big
hand. Drew squirmed around in his Dad's strong arms as his cock was
stimulated by his Father's explosive touch.  One finger dipped between the
boy's legs and probed at his asshole while the large thumb rubbed his horny
prick.

Adam held the boy steady, not letting him escape the intense pleasure due
him. Drew bucked in his grasp but it took no effort to keep him close. He
moved his thick tongue inside his Son's mouth and continued to arouse his
small cock.

Drew had never been fucked, but Adam found that the boy loved the feel of
his fingers against his ass. Since he refused to allow Drew to ever
experience pain when they had sex, Adam kept their activities to oral sex,
allowing the boy to explore whatever else he wanted at his own pace. He was
happy that Drew liked the way he smelled and encouraged him to breathe in
his scent as much as possible. Drew also loved to kiss and Adam restricted
tongue work for special occasions, like when Drew sucked him off or right
before he took the boy back to his mothers.

Now of course was one of those occasions.

Drew's small body shook hard, unable to manage the multiple ways his Dad
was pleasuring him. It took only a minute before his tiny frame was racked
with an intense orgasm. He felt his Dad's big muscles hold him steady,
giving him something to rest on.

"That's it Son, let it out..." Adam said. "I'm here baby...Daddy's here"

Drew felt his head swim and his body go limp. His Dad moved him around and
Drew felt like he was in a dream. He could feel his pants being pulled up
and the absence of his Dad's tongue as it left his mouth. Aside from that,
the next thing Drew knew, he was laying in his Father's bed with the covers
pulled up. He could smell his Dad's scent on the pillow and the last thing
Drew did before he fell off to sleep was breathe it in.



Adam watched his son from the doorway. The boy was fast asleep. Between the
Supermarket and the blowjob, Drew was completely spent. Before he closed
the door he couldn't help but give his Son a kiss.

"I love you baby" he said softly to the sleeping boy. When he looked up he
noticed a light pulsing near the bed. The answering machine held a
message. Adam left the room, closed the door gently and went to the kitchen
to listen to the recording.

It was Tony.


To be continued.


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