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Subject: The Crack in the Bathroom Door, Chapter 3 ::Firstly sorry for the wait on this one guys! I also wanted to say thank you to all the wonderful people who have contacted me about the story! I appreciate all of you and if you would like to give me more feedback, it’s always welcome: ail Anyways, I hope you enjoy, and I’m looking forward to writing more chapters for you all. And if you can spare some cash, Nifty needs your donations to stay running, so please consider: fty/donate.html !:: Chapter 3 I stood in the kitchen speechless, wondering if I was still dreaming. We both watched as my father’s golden stream began filling up my cereal bowl. I was completely transfixed on his cock. It was flaccid, but still huge, and watching the piss stream out of it gave me even more of a stiffy than I already had. Dad closed his eyes and looked straight up at the ceiling while his stream began to weaken. Once the last of it had dripped out, he looked back down, making direct eye contact, and gave his cock a few shakes. The bowl was completely full, exactly how you would fill it with milk, except it wasn’t milk, it was dad’s yellow piss. “Order up kiddo,” dad said with a chuckle, placing the bowl at my place on the table. I had no words. I knew I had confessed my kinks to dad yesterday, but I never thought he would act on them… and so soon. Now here we were, dad naked in the kitchen, telling me to drink his own piss. He grabbed his bowl of normal cereal and sat down in his chair, taking a bite while staring me directly in the face. Man he was a hunk. Just looking at his ripped body sitting on the chair, his dick and balls hanging off the edge, begging for attention… I was so horny. “Man I’d love to be on my knees right about now,” I thought, forgetting the task at hand. Dad glanced at my bowl, “Well? You don’t want it to get too soggy do you?” He muttered with his mouth full. “O-oh yea,” I replied, snapping back into reality. I pulled out my chair and sat down across from my father. With the bowl right under my nose I could see and smell just how wicked his urine was. This was definitely his morning piss, and he had saved it for me. Dad was chowing down on his breakfast while I sat there staring at the meal before me. I picked up a spoon and gently stirred the cereal around in the golden liquid. There wasn’t much cereal and I assumed that was deliberate, so I would have more piss to drink by itself. I looked up and noticed dad was slurping down the rest of his milk from the bottom of the bowl. Once he had finished his food, he looked back at me and I noticed he had a little bit of milk on his upper lip. Seeing such a manly man with a milk moustache made me chuckle, but I could tell dad wasn’t in the laughing mood. “You better wise up and follow my orders Trav. I told you to fucking drink my piss, and you better fucking do it before I punish you again. This time you definitely won’t get off from it” He threatened. “Sorry sir,” I instinctively apologized. Now it wasn’t that I didn’t want to drink dads piss, of course I did. But I was hoping he would piss directly in my mouth, not make me eat it along with piss-logged cereal… I guess I’m really not supposed to get what I want. I had no plans on arguing with my dad, his demands actually really turned me on. So I scooped up a spoonful of cereal and piss and slowly brought it into my mouth. I wrapped my lips tightly around the spoon and finally tasted my dad’s liquid. To my surprise it was still warm, but what really got me was the flavor. It was super salty and slightly bitter, but just thinking of where it came from got me over the slightly rancid taste. Dad stared at me while I took more and more spoonfuls of the yellow liquid and shoved it in my mouth. Truly the worst part of the experience was the cereal, which did not mix well with dad’s juice. Thankfully however, I was able to finish off the cereal, leaving me with half a bowl of straight up daddy piss. For the first time since I started I looked back up at dad, who had been staring violently at me while I put on my show. He remained looking escort bayan quite displeased but there was a slight look of pride on his face, I assume from realizing just how much power he had over me now. “Finish it.” Was all he said, leaning slightly forward as if he was interested in seeing if I would actually do it. But this is what I had wanted, just regular piss, and I was very excited to drink it down. I grabbed the bowl with both of my hands and brought it to my mouth just like dad had done earlier. Then I began drinking. I was able to fill up my entire mouth with the salty `water’, and still had more in the bowl. I let it sit in my mouth, savoring his taste. To be honest, although rank, it really wasn’t that bad, plus my dick was loving it. It was the perfect amount of saltiness, making my tastebuds light up with joy. And it made me so horny, I wondered if I was going to cum hands free again, I felt pretty close. Finally I swallowed, letting the liquid run down my throat and into my stomach. Wanting more, I filled my mouth up with the rest of his piss. Again I let it ferment in my mouth for just a moment, allowing the fact that I had dad’s piss in my mouth sink in. I thought I would be sad to swallow, and let go of his fluid, but I knew this wouldn’t be the last time I got some of dad’s piss. Once all of it was stored securely in my stomach, I let out a nice burp, which tasted very salty. “That was nice boy,” my father said, examining me up and down. “Now what do we say?” “Thank you sir.”, I responded, hoping I was right. “Thank you for…?” Dad asked again. “Thank you for your piss sir.” Was my clarification. “You’re welcome,” dad smiled back at me, “Now I would be lying if I didn’t say that got me a little riled up Trav…” After he had said that one of his hands disappeared under the table and I watched as his arm moved up and down slowly. Obviously he was jerking off! Which also meant he had gotten hard! My mouth began to water thinking about what was just out of sight. I thought back to when I watched him stroke his huge cock in the bathroom, I had to see it again, I just had to. I was about to make a move to get into a position where I could watch the action take place, but I thought about it. This was just another one of dad’s trials. He wants me to give into desires, just to punish me, and I wasn’t gonna let that happen. Although it took all the strength in my teen body, I sat still just focusing on his buff arm bobbing up and down like a piston. Dad began to breathe heavily and even let out slight moans. He closed his eyes and made a show of his ecstasy. So many times I debated throwing myself onto the floor in order to watch him pleasure himself. But I stayed where I was, with my hand in my pants lightly playing with my dick as well. The atmosphere was hot, I was pretty sure I could see dad beginning to sweat. This had been going on for awhile now and I was beginning to think the only thing I could hope to see is dads jizz whenever he came. But dad had other plans. He laid his other hand on the table and nonchalantly knocked his spoon down onto the floor. The sound of metal hitting the ground instantly snapped me out of my trance. I figured it was simply an accident and I was about to start playing with myself again when dad let his true intentions be known. “Hey Trav, go ahead and pick that up for me will ya?” He said winded, all while still stroking his cock. Fuck, this was my chance! Dad just invited me to watch him jerk off, and I was happy to oblige. I scanned the floor and saw that the spoon had ended up pretty far away from the table. Instantly I stood up not even thinking to hide my tenting erection and walked over to the piece of silverware. When I bent down to pick it up I decided I should try and give dad something to look at. I reached down arching my back like I was about to take something up my ass, and picked up the spoon nice and slowly. Once I was proud of my `seductive’ moves, I turned around to finally face my father. Damn he was sexy. His fit and hairy body was slumped and relaxed in the chair, kocaeli escort bayan and he glistened with sweat ever so slightly. His mouth was slightly open and the look of pleasure on his face was going to be something I would remember forever. His arm reliably kept pumping up and down on his huge cock, which I finally had a good view of. It was definitely a little over 8 inches and pretty girthy. I watched as his hand slid over his organ, the skin being pulled taut and then released to showcase his beautifully cut head. “Dang, I could watch this for hours,” I accidentally said out loud. “Well why not come get a better view then?” Dad taunted. I couldn’t believe just how well this was paying off, and just how much dad was allowing me to do. I walked over to dad until I was a few feet away from his massive body. “Why don’t you take off those clothes, I’ve been feeling a little exposed this morning.” He said. Eagerly I stripped naked as fast as I could, finally allowing my dick some fresh air. It felt great to be naked around my father, maybe one day we could just walk around like this all the time. “Now get down there.” Dad ordered. I instantly dropped to my knees and tossed the spoon I was holding onto aside. I was right between dad’s two giant legs, and I realized that I could even slightly see his asshole shrouded in hair. The smell from down on the floor was intoxicating as well. It was all sorts of musky, coming from his sweat but also his hole. I breathed in deep savoring the moment. If I could I would totally wear dad’s manmusk as cologne, it just smelled so good. Also in front of my face were dad’s two giant hanging balls, bouncing in rhythm with his stroking. All I could think about was just how full they must be and how much I wanted my father’s huge load. My face must’ve not hid my feelings too well because dad was quick to call me out on my mannerisms. “Like it down there bud?” His voice boomed from above me. “Yes daddy, I love it!” I called back enthusiastically, finally getting exactly what I wanted. “Good, now why don’t you take over for me, I’m getting tired. Just make sure your hand ain’t cold.” Dad replied, letting go of his huge appendage. It snapped back onto his hairy stomach with a hot loud slapping noise. I couldn’t believe dad was gonna let me touch his dick! Quickly I put my hand between my legs to warm it up, I couldn’t afford to get him angry now. I looked up at his cock. It was tinged red and I could even see pre-cum dripping from his piss slit. If I could just taste it… I knew that was the worst thing I could do so I threw my temptations behind me and slowly extended my hand out to reach his baby maker. My hand looked insignificant on his cock, only taking up about half of it. Grasping onto his dick I realized just how warm it was. My hand felt like it was on fire, but I enclosed my fist around his rod anyway. Slowly I pulled his cock off of his stomach and brought it toward me. He was as hard as a rock and I could already tell he was close. “Well that’s not how you do it Trav, come on!” He thundered. I began to move my hand up his shaft, once I had reached the top I noticed a glistening orb of precum had been pushed out of the head. Using my thumb I wiped it off the top to use as some lube, and began jacking dad off at a moderate speed. He seemed to be enjoying it, letting out small moans as my hand serviced his cock. Damn, I was loving this. Just being able to grab onto his cock was a dream come true. Feeling just how hard and warm it was really got me going. With my other hand I began to slowly jerk off my dick as well, but I had to be careful not to blow too soon. “Hey why dontcha spit on your hand, lube me up a little.” Dad requested. My hand parted with his cock just for a second so I could spit into my hand. When I reached back for his tool I realized how much of a difference it made. My hand glided up and down dad’s dick, I started to go faster, hoping dad was getting closer. And closer he was. Dad’s eyes were bolted shut and he was breathing much heavier than kocaeli escort he ever had before. I knew he was gonna cum soon I just knew it. I spit in my hand again and began going wild on his dick, focusing a lot on his bulbous head. “Oh fuck yea Trav,” dad called out, ” oh fuck I’m gonna cum real soon kid! Oh shit, three, two-” I was so ready, so excited. I’d never seen dad cum, but I fantasized about how hot it would be, and damn it was so much more than I could’ve imagined. The first burst sprayed straight up at the sky, and rained down on dad’s hairy chest. The next couple globs shot onto his belly, getting buried in his forest of hair. The last of it spilled out on to my hand and down his dick, coating both in his slime. Fuck, it was super warm and super white, I had to resist licking it though. After dad had finished there was no way I could hold back. I shot my hot load all over the floor and some ended up getting on dad’s foot. Luckily I don’t think he even realized since he was still coming down from his high. I noticed he was gripping onto the table, knuckles white, he must’ve really needed a wank. “Woo,” dad sighed, “I really made a mess huh Trav.” “Hell yea dad!,” I cheered back, “that was so hot!” “Glad you liked it son, now hand me your shirt, gotta clean up.” I heaved a sigh of disappointment while I grabbed my tee. I was really hoping my tongue would be his clean up method, but again, it’s whatever he wants. I handed him my shirt and he began to rather quickly wipe up his cum. I watched as he wrapped the entire tee around his dick in order to clean it up. That’s when I knew I was never washing that shirt again. Dad also wiped up the other puddles that remained on his body, peculiarly, he didn’t wipe up his first shot. “Come `ere,” dad said motioning me to get up and come closer. I obliged, shakily getting to my feet. I gazed down upon dad, who was obviously exhausted. Damn he was so hot, I wanted to take a picture, but I knew all I could do was try to remember exactly what he looked like. He glanced down and scooped up the patch of cum on his chest with his pointer finger. “Lean in.” He ordered. “Oh my god,” I thought silently, “this is it! Dad’s gonna feed me his seed.” I felt my dick begin to chub up again as I leaned in toward my father. By instinct I opened my mouth thinking dad would wipe his cummy finger on my tongue. For what seemed like the 100th time, dad put an end to my desires. “Close it.” He muttered. I certainly was confused as I closed my mouth, my face now inches away from dad’s hand. He reached out and I felt the warm white jizz being spread onto my upper lip. It smelled like my jizz did, but it also smelled like dad, which was super hot. Once he was happy with whatever he had done he reached over to his phone which was laying on the table. “Now hold still,” my father said, navigating for something on his phone. The flash hit my eyes before I had anytime to react. Why the fuck did take take a picture of me like that? Dad was quick to fail at putting me at ease. “That’s for laughing at me earlier, now don’t think I won’t send this out to all your little friends.” He laughed Was dad, blackmailing me? Never in my mind would I have imagined that. He picked up my shirt again and wiped away my cumstache, much to my chagrin. “You’ll get some of that later, if you are good. Now I’ll tell you what you can eat; the fucking cum you blasted on my foot!” Dad grinned. “Fuck I didn’t think you realized,” I mumbled getting back down on my hands and knees. “You fucking bet I did, and make sure you get the rest off of the floor.” He bellowed from above. I lapped at the seed that was coating dad’s right foot. I didn’t mind eating it, I just really wanted to try dads instead. Once his foot was clean I gave his big toe a good suck in order to appease him. Dad seemed to like it and let me know by letting out a small groan. Not so eagerly I licked the rest of my load off of the floor. Dad `encouraged’ me by placing his foot on my head and wiping my head around. “Ya you little fucker, clean it all up.” He laughed maniacally. Once I was all done, and dad approved of my work, I got back up to my feet. Daddy met me by standing up and giving me a pat on the back. “You did good kid, now why don’t we go hit the showers!” He stated with a wink. To be Continued…

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