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I love to wake up before Daddy does and watch him sleeping.  He looks so 

sweet and peaceful, I can almost imagine that he's no older than I am, 

except that his body is so much bigger and hairier than mine.  I love 

to run my fingers through the hair on his chest as it rises and falls 

with the rythym of his breathing.  Daddy always kicks the covers off 

during the night, and he always sleeps naked, sprawled on his back with 

his legs splayed wide open.  His whole body is open to me; every hair, 

every muscle is mine to kiss and caress as he lays sleeping.  The 

contrast between Daddy's lush furriness and my stark hairlessness 

always excites me.  Daddy says I'll probably grow up to be as hairy 

as he is, and my boner will get to be as big as his is, too, but I 

shouldn't be in any big hurry to grow up, because he loves me just 

the way I am.  I flutter my fingers down the path of hair from Daddy's 

chest to his belly-button, and his stomach muscles ripple.  I look 

down between Daddy's legs, and sure enough, his big penis is starting 

to stretch out and get fat.  My penis is already so stiff it's hard up 

against my abdomen, and with every beat of my heart, it thumps up 

against my skin. I lean over, and softly begin to lick on Daddy's 

right tit.  I can feel the nipple hardening under my tongue, and I 

know the same thing is happening with Daddy's penis.  My lips are 

full, and soft, and Daddy says I have the perfect mouth for kissing 

and for sucking on things.  Very gently, I begin sucking on Daddy's 

tit.  Daddy says I used to suck on Mama's tits this way when I was a baby, 

but she died while I was still in diapers, and the only tits I can 

remember sucking on are Daddy's.  The soft fur surrounding Daddy's 

tit tickles my nose as I suck, and Daddy begins to moan in his sleep.  

I lift my lips, and he relaxes.  I don't want him to wake up, yet.  

I look at Daddy's tit, and it's deep red, the nipple hard and erect.  

The hair right around the aureole is wet with my spit.  Daddy's 

beautiful tanned skin is now covered with goose bumps.  Time for me 

to move on.  I stick my hot, wet tongue into Daddy's belly-button and 

lick it out.  At the same time, I glide one hand down into the thick, 

black, springy jungle of Daddy's pubic hair.  I love the wiry-soft feel 

of Daddy's pubic hair, and the pungent, musky scent of pure male power 

that emanates from down there intoxicates and exhilarates me.  My penis 

is so taut against my body that it hurts.  Very carefully, I swing one 

leg over Daddy's torso, and oh-so-gently lower my quivering body on top 

of his.  Daddy is such a heavy sleeper that even the weight of my body 

doesn't wake him, though he does lift one muscular hand and unconsciously 

squeezes my buttocks.  I wiggle my feet back until they are nested in 

Daddy's hairy armpits, and I wiggle my ass while Daddy kneads it so 

that my penis will find a comfortable place squashed against his beefy, 

furry chest. Now I bury my nose in Daddy's pubic hair and fill my 

nostrils with the scent of his lust-inducing masculinity.  As far back 

as I can remember, I've always loved pushing my face into Daddy's warm 

crotch and just breathing in the powerful animal scent of him.  Daddy's 

penis, which is now fully erect in all its long, fat glory, is nudging 

persistently at my ear, begging for some attention.  I lift my face 

from its bed in Daddy's pubic hair, and wrap one hand around the hot, 

slightly sticky-feeling shaft of my Daddy's beautiful penis.I've never 

actually measured Daddy's penis with a ruler, so I don't know exactly 

how big it is.  I DO know that I've never been able to get even as much 

as half of it in my mouth, and I've been trying for years.  Daddy says 

that in a couple of years I'll be able to suck it right down to the root, 

but that I shouldn't worry about it, because the part I AM able to get 

in my mouth is the most important part, anyway.  I keep trying, though, 

because I want Daddy to feel as completely sexy and fulfilled as HE 

makes ME feel. Daddy's penis reminds me of a beautifully carved spear.  

The circumsized head of it is shaped like a rounded-off heart.  The 

shaft is perfectly straight, and nearly perfectly round, with just a 

little extra bulge on the underside where his sperm-tube connects from 

his piss-slit to his balls.  Pulsing blue veins trace their way up and 

down the pinkish-whiteness of Daddy's shaft, and the head of Daddy's 

beautiful penis is exactly the same deep reddish-pink of my lips and 

tongue.  Sometimes I think my lips and tongue got their color from being 

in such constant contact with the head of Daddy's penis.  Daddy's balls 

are marvelous, too.  They hang low in a generous, furry sac, and they 

are easily the size of Extra-Large Eggs.  Bigger, probably, because I 

can get a whole hard-boiled Extra-Large Egg in my mouth, and I've never 

been able to get one of Daddy's big balls in my mouth.  One of these 

days I will, and when that day comes, I'm going to spend a whole day 

just sucking on Daddy's balls, one at a time, taking turns.  I've been 

practicing on some of the older boys in the neighborhood (whose penises 

I can also get all the way in my mouth!), so when the time comes, I'll 

make Daddy feel real good when I do his.  In the meantime, I have to 

make do just caressing and fondling Daddy's big balls while I suck his 

beautiful penis. Using my hand to guide it, I lift Daddy's penis to my 

mouth and run my tongue over the tip, tasting a clear drop of pre-sperm 

ooze that has formed at the slit.  Wetting my lips and pursing them so 

that my teeth are kept away from Daddy's sensitive skin, I slip my 

mouth down over the head of Daddy's penis, and slide both hands down 

between Daddy's legs so I can play with his balls while I suck him.  

I can almost feel the sperm swimming around in Daddy's balls in a mad 

frenzy to get out, into my waiting mouth.  With just the head of Daddy's 

penis in my mouth, I begin sucking the same way I used to suck on my 

bottle when I was a baby; caving in my cheeks, clamping my lips tightly 

against the skin of Daddy's penis to form a tight seal, and  using the 

pressure of suction to draw Daddy's penis further and further into my 

hungry mouth. I feel Daddy's hand move away from my buttocks, then 

return, and I feel a wet finger begin nudging at my butthole, and I 

realize that Daddy has woken up at last.  I begin bobbing my head up 

and down on Daddy's delicious penis, but in slow motion, so he can 

feel every tiny sensation of  his flesh making contact with my tongue, 

and the insides of my cheeks, and the roof of my mouth.  At the same 

time, I grind my ass against Daddy's probing finger, shivering with 

the delight of being stuffed by Daddy on both ends at the same time.  

My grinding motions also rub my super-hard penis harder into the 

sweaty, matted fur of Daddy's chest, sending burning jolts of pleasure 

through my body.  Daddy begins finger-fucking me with exactly the same 

rythym I'm using with my head on his penis. Now that Daddy's awake, I 

decide to be a little more aggressive, and I begin squeezing his 

swollen testicles just hard enough to make him moan, but not hard 

enough to cause him pain.  I would never do anything to cause my 

wonderful Daddy any pain, and he feels the same way about me.  I 

don't think anyone ever loved each other as deeply as my Daddy and 

I love each other.  To show Daddy just how strongly I feel about 

him, I open my mouth as wide as I possibly can while still keeping 

my soft lips firmly against the shaft of his penis, and I force as 

much of his penis into my mouth as I  can possibly take.  The head 

of Daddy's penis lodges briefly at the opening of my throat, and I 

start to gag, like always.  But then, a breakthrough!  With super-human 

determination, I suppress my impulse to gag Daddy's swollen penis 

out of my throat, and keep it in place while I bear down harder to 

get more of Daddy's delicious meat inside of me.  I am literally 

impaling myself on my Daddy's penis, and even if it kills me, I'd 

be the happiest kid in the world.  But even though my mouth is 

watering like crazy, and it feels like my throat might burst with 

the pressure of having Daddy's enormous penis in it, I manage to 

keep it down. Daddy is both excited and amazed by my feat.  "Oh, 

Jesus.  Oh, baby," he whispers.  "That's Daddy's sexy little man.  

Go on, honey.  Take every inch of Daddy's dick down your throat, 

lover." What Daddy wants, Daddy gets.  Now that I've got the head 

of Daddy's penis down into my throat, I just keep pushing my head 

down, and more and more of Daddy's throbbing penis slips down into 

my gullet.  My jaws have been forced so wide open that I can't keep 

my lips in contact with the skin of Daddy's shaft, my tongue has been 

flattened against the bottom of my mouth, and my teeth are beginning 

to scrape the skin of Daddy's penis, but suddenly the last inch slides 

into my mouth and I can feel Daddy's pubic hair curling up around my 

chin, and I can look directly down and see my Daddy's sperm-laden 

testicles in my hands. As I begin playing with Daddy's balls in earnest, 

rolling them in their sac and kneading the sac with my fingers, Daddy 

begins rocking his hips back and forth, and finger-fucking my burning 

asshole with great enthusiasm.  Now Daddy is in complete control, 

fucking his spit-slimed penis in and out of my throat with long 

back-and-forth strokes while I concentrate on keeping my teeth off 

his precious tool and breathing enough air through my nose to keep 

from passing out.  At the same instant I feel Daddy's balls tighten 

in my hands, he hisses from between clenched teeth, "Ah, baby, I'm 

gonna shoot!"  Now, I'm very pleased that I've finally managed to 

swallow every bit of my Daddy's succulent tool , but there's no 

way that I'm going to let him shoot all that sweet sperm of his down 

in my throat where I can't taste it.  I pull Daddy's engorged penis 

out of my throat so quickly that it feels like my throat is coming 

out with it, and just in time.  The first powerful, pungent squirt 

of sperm hits the back of my mouth so hard that I swallow in reflex, 

and lose it all.  But it is followed very quickly by a second squirt, 

then a third, and my mouth quickly fills with the sweet, gooey nectar 

that I love so well; my Daddy's hot sperm. Holding just the head of 

Daddy's penis in my mouth, I swallow just enough of his sperm to make 

room for the last subsiding spurts unloading from his quivering 

testicles into my mouth.  Then I begin quivering, too, as Daddy's 

probing finger finishes its work massaging my immature prostate, and 

I release a thin jet of boyish cream onto Daddy's chest and over my 

belly.  As Daddy gently removes his finger from my rectum, I begin to 

swallow his precious sperm, a little at a time, until every delicious 

drop had slid down my burning throat, soothing the ache that I feel 

there, now that my Daddy's penis is no longer down inside me.  I very 

carefully suck the last remaining droplets of sperm from Daddy's 

softening penis, swallow them, and softly kiss the red, spongy head. 

Finally, exhausted, I turn myself around and snuggle up in my Daddy's 

strong arms, and he crushes my body against his.  Daddy kisses my 

bruised lips and slips his tongue into my mouth to catch the last, 

lingering taste of his own sperm.  I smear my sperm around in Daddy's 

chest hair, knowing that in just a few minutes I'll be licking it all 

up until every drop is in my belly, and every hair is squeaky clean.  

Daddy gives me a long, loving look, and kisses me again.  I kiss him 

back, putting my heart into it, and hug him very tightly. "Good 

morning, Daddy," I say...."I love you".

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