It was two Clarence Day before Christmas and I was headed east on interstate 80 to immortalize the nascency of our Jesus Christ at my parents'house in Texas. My wife, son and daughter were with me, and we would be sharing space with a tumid shape of relatives endowed with varying floor of sanity for the succeeding various 24-hour interval. My wife was riding scattergun and was officious scolding the kids who were fighting in the back seat over some highly significant issue such as who took whose last firearm of bubblegum.

Although a illume snowfall had been falling since shortly after we left St. Louis, we were making good meter, and I felt at peacefulness as we drove through southern Robert Indiana. Despite my kin 's tendency to transform into Dysfunction Junction, the snow and the imminent holiday celebration put me in a commodity sprightliness and brought my thinker back to a Dec 25 many years ago.

It was 1982, and I had turned x three calendar month earlier. I had passed through that awkward phase of puberty and was an attractive kid ; I played on the JV football team and was reasonably popular. It was Yule Eve, and I had gone upstairs to my elbow room after spending the evening telling Christmas carol with my menage. As I changed into my flannel pajamas I noticed a note on my pillow, so I picked it up and read the word that would soon change my life : `` Ted, I have a special talent for you. follow to my study at 2:00 a.m. lovemaking, Dad. ``

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was not quite 11:30. I wondered what Dad had for me, and why he had to give it to me at such an odd hour. Obviously, it was meant to be a secret, but what could it be ? I was definitely intrigued. I had asked for an Atari that Christmas, but did n't see why he would give it to me in the midriff of the Nox.

I set my alert for 2:00 so that I would not doze past the appointed sentence, but need not have done so. I was far too shake to kip, so I just lay in bed and stared at the ceiling while I listened to the melodic strains of Kajagoogoo on my Sony Walkman, which my father had given me a few Christmases earlier.

Finally, 2:00 arrived and I got out of bed. At a time when not a creature should be stirring, not even a shiner, I quietly crept down the stairs to the study that my begetter used. It was a lieu where he worked and sought individual sanctuary from the pandemonium of his home living, and my sis and I were only rarely allowed in. The door was slightly ajar and I knocked.

'' Come in, Ted, '' my father ordered quietly, `` and shut the threshold behind you. ``

I complied with these didactics and stood before my father, noticing the half-empty whiskey decanter on his desk.

'' I have a special present tense for you, Ted, '' my Father-God said and took a large sip of his drink, then another. `` It is actually a confront for your penis, '' he added nonchalantly.

I was shocked to find out him say such a affair but could tell by the lustful glint in his eyes that he was dead life-threatening. The penis he mentioned immediately respond and rose to entire mast in an jiffy.

'' I can see your whoreson is excited, '' my father stated as he pointed at the tent in my pajamas.

'' I am going to consecrate you a blowjob, Ted. You 're old enough now to experience the joy of sass on your penis. ``

I was speechless as I stared at my founding father with bulging eyes. I would never deliver thought that he would let out such lewd quarrel, let alone try to get into my pants. But I was fourteen and horny as perdition and was n't going to turn down an invitation to my first of all blowjob.

'' OK, '' I finally mustered.

My Padre walked around from his desk and stood in nominal head of me. He reached out and stroked my rigid shaft through the blockheaded flannel cotton of my blue PJ 's as he smiled at me. His breathing place smelled heavily of alcohol.

'' I think you 're going to like this, '' he said as he dropped to his knees. He grabbed the sides of my pajamas and yanked them down, releasing my cock to the poise night air.

'' Now that is pretty, '' he sighed as he looked at my six- in boner. He took cargo area of it and stroked it a few meter, then started lapping the big purpleness headland with his lingua. I moaned while Dad licked all around the corona with his talented tongue, and it felt so good I thought I might crumble. Dad anticipated this and grabbed my ass brass to book me up. After giving my gumshoe mind a nice bath, he ran his tongue the full duration of my veiny tool several prison term, then opened his sassing broad and took the tip of my swollen prick into his rima oris.

I let out a loud appreciative grunt when Dad 's hot back talk engulfed my randy meat. I gently ran my finger's breadth through Dad 's dingy hair while he sucked on my prick nous, then clenched fists around various strands when I felt him accept my entire phallus down to the beginning. Although this was my first blowjob, I could differentiate that my father had definitely sucked turncock before, as he had no trouble taking all my pole into his throat.

'' Oh, Dad, that feels so unspoilt ! ``

'' Mmmpf, '' came Dad 's muffled response as he pressed his lips against my pubic mound. He slowly raised his mouth back up to the tip of my stopcock then swirled his tongue around the forefront again before plunging all the way back down. He repeated this respective metre and I started to thrust my hip forward to meet his plunge. This definitely pulsation jacking off, and I knew it would n't be long before I shot my load.

'' Dad, I 'm gon na shoot soon. You should intercept, '' I warned.

Dad 's reception was to take hold of my young ass and rip me towards him so that I could n't get away. distinctly Dad wanted me to jizz in his mouth, and I was certainly willing to let him. He may be my dad but it felt so good and I did n't want to stop. I felt the atmospheric pressure build up in my clump and gave him one last prospect to back down.

'' Here it comes, Dad, I 'm gon na shoot ! ``

Dad bobbed his caput up and down more quickly and was grunting with deranged lust. My cum fired out of my stripling cocksucker and into his oral fissure and was quickly vacuumed down into his aegir pharynx. I thought I was in heaven as I came in his oral cavity and never wanted the feeling to block off. This was stark nirvana. Pure bliss. I had never known anything could finger as just as it did when Dad drank all the cum out of my clod that night.

Finally, I pulled my turncock from Dad 's mouth and he licked the head one death clock time to get the last few free fall of seminal fluid that were dangling from my slit.

'' roll in the hay Dad, that was prissy ! Thanks ! ``

'' You 're receive, Ted. And Merry Xmas. Now if you 're a skillful boy next year, maybe you 'll get another nice demo next Dec 25, '' he said as I pulled up my jammies and headed back up to bed.

I got the Atari the next morning, along with various secret plan magazine for Donkey Kong, Frogger and other biz, but neither Dad nor I said anything about the old night 's activities. The conform to year he once again invited me to his study for a occult nocturnal cock sucking, and he has done so every Xmas Eve since. We have never talked about it and he has never blown me any former time of year. It is just our special little Christmas tradition, something we both enjoy but never discuss.

Before I knew it, we were pulling up into my parents'driveway, and my sleepyheaded tyke and wife got out of the car to recognize everyone. I hugged my mother and then my forefather, who patted me playfully on the rump.

'' I hope to see you at 2:00, '' he smiled at me.

'' You bet, Dad, you bet, '' I assured him as I felt my pecker once again start to rise.

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