Like Father, Like Son - Sex Stories

Like Father, Like Son

... then got this funny look on her face. She looked me up and down and then said she'd go to the dance with me, but only if I brought a horse to her house to pick her up and we rode to the dance. She only lived about six or seven miles from our place, and the school wasn't much more than two or three more, so naturally I said that'd be fine. She walked up to me, real close, and put her lips about an eighth of an inch from mine and said "I'm looking forward to this, stud." And then I felt her hand brush the front of my jeans. Well, let me tell you I sure knew what a "stud" was. We had three championship stud horses on the ranch. The only problem was that I was about as virgin as it was possible to be and still know how to jack off. So, naturally, when I got home from school that day I decided to talk to my Dad about this. I mean I knew he had all kinds of experience, what with his boners and Momma making them go away and all. I got my chores done quick. Christy was cleaning stalls in the barn, and Daddy was doing something in the machine shop. So I went in there an told him my problem. He stopped the drill press about halfway into my story about asking Melissa to the dance, and how she'd called me stud and I even told him she'd touched my peter, or at least my jeans right there where my peter was. He looked me up and down, just like Melissa did and said "I hadn't realized you'd grown up so much Brad. I just plain haven't been paying attention for the last couple of years." ...

... Then he said "Your Mamma's in town at a meeting and won't be back until late. Where's Christy?" I didn't see as how it mattered where Christy was, or Mom either for that matter, but I told him and he told me to follow him. He took off for the barn like he had urgent business there. When he got there he went looking for Christy. It turned out she was done with the stalls and was up in the hay mow forking hay down into the stalls we used for our milk cow and any sick a****ls we might have around the place. He climbed up and I followed him. He went over to Christy, who saw us coming and stopped, a question on her face. Daddy went up to her and said "Punkin, have any of the boys been asking you out for dates?" Christy looked surprised and said "Rudy Johnson said he wanted to take me swimming some time out at the old strip mine, but I told him I couldn't because I don't have time. I have too many chores to do," she said pointedly, looking right at our dad. Daddy said "Humpf!" and then, like it was the most normal thing in the world to say, he said "Skin down naked, Punkin, it's time I taught you and your b*****r about sex." Then he turned around to me and said "You too Brad ... get em off." And he calmly began to take his own clothes off too. Christy said "DADDY!" and he looked up. He already had his shirt off and his pants unbuckled. He said "Punkin, do you trust me?" She just looked at him like he was stupid. "I mean do you believe I'd ever do anything in the world to hurt you?" ...