Thunder crashed loudly outside of Tommy’s window, and he shivered in fear. He hated storms. Normally, when it was storming out, he would go to his parents’ room and sleep in their bed, but Mommy was out of town for the weekend. Only Daddy was home.
Tommy huddled under the covers, but as a sudden crack of lightning illuminated the room in an eerie blue light for a few seconds and the loud booming thunder rolled over the house, he couldn’t take it anymore. He slipped out of his bed and padded silently in his pajamas over to his father’s room, turning the knob and creeping into the room.
It was dark and silent here as well, his father a large lump in the center of the wide bed. Tommy tiptoed over to it and clambered up the side, darting under the covers and scooting over until he lay against his father’s chest. The large frame and familiar musk felt comforting, as did the arm that came up naturally to wrap around his back. Feeling much more secure in his father’s arms, Tommy drifted off to sleep.
He awoke very early the next morning because he felt something strange pressing against him. Tommy frowned and looked down, only to see that his father’s penis had suddenly and mysteriously grown overnight. He looked at the large thing in shock, then frowned as it continued to butt its head futilely against the seat of his pajamas.
Tommy stared at it. The head seemed to be leaking a little bit, some strange clear stuff, which was kind of weird, but the important thing was that it was going to smear that stuff all over the seat of his favorite Buzz Lightyear pajamas, and get them all icky. That was unacceptable. Feeling decisive, Tommy wriggled out of the pajamas, tossing them over the edge of the bed, and curled once more against his father’s chest, intending to go back to sleep.
The pressing against his butt continued, and Tommy could feel the sticky fluid being smeared over the back of his legs, but he didn’t mind too much. He could always take a bath. But since he had taken his clothes off, his father seemed to grow suddenly restless at the unexpected touch of skin. He murmured and wriggled in his sleep, and the arm around Tommy tightened.
His father’s arm shifted up on his body, suddenly moving over the back of Tommy’s head and pressing it firmly against his father’s chest. Tommy was unprepared as the movement mashed his lips against his father’s nipple. He tried to speak to protest or wake his father up, but his words were indistinguishable and the movement only made his tongue drag over the fleshy nub forced into his mouth.
But his father definitely seemed to react to the movement. He muttered something in his sleep, and Tommy could hear him smiling. “Julia,” he murmured. Tommy frowned again. That was his mother’s name.
The penis rubbing against him suddenly became more forceful, the head wedging itself between Tommy’s butt cheeks on each forward thrust. Tommy could feel it smearing all over his butt hole, which was a little gross, and again he tried to speak against the salty flesh in his mouth.
All he got for his trouble however was another arm wrapped around his back, this time pressing him flush against his father. The hand traveled down his back to his butt, and Tommy jumped as a single digit suddenly popped into his anus. “Oo, honey,” his father muttered, “already wet?” Tommy felt the finger slide into him up to the knuckle and wiggle around.
“Dad!” he tried to yell, but his lips and teeth scraping against his father’s nipple only made his father press the finger in further. Tommy clenched his teeth shut and closed his mouth so that only his lips brushed lightly against his father’s chest and then, to his relief, felt the finger withdraw.
But it returned moments later, accompanied by a second digit. Tommy groaned and wriggled against the strong arms pinning him down as two fingers pressed back and forth inside him, wiggling around. It felt very strange, and Tommy wasn’t sure he liked it, but there was also something exciting about it too, the feeling of having a part of Daddy go into him like that. But he wondered why Daddy would do this if he thought that it was Mommy.
After a few more seconds of the digits writhing around inside him, they withdrew. Tommy was surprised that he felt a little bit sad that it was over; he would never have guessed that having someone’s fingers in his butt would feel so neat. He decided to try it on his own once he got back to his room.
But then suddenly, Tommy’s eyes widened as something ever larger pressed against him. He couldn’t see pressed against his father’s chest, but he guessed by the feeling of the sticky leaking stuff that it was his father’s penis. His eyes clenched shut as the thing started pressing hard against his anus, building pressure and building pressure until finally it opened him up and started to slide inside. Tommy bit his lip, but his mouth was still pressed to his father’s nipple and the scrape of teeth made his father’s body jolt, shoving the penis a sudden inch further into him and making Tommy cry out. This was much bigger than a few fingers, and it hurt.
His father groaned and the large shaft continued to push forward. Tommy wondered how long it could possibly go on; already he felt filled deeper than he thought possible, and stretched like he was going to be split in two. But his father’s penis just kept coming, going impossibly deeper and deeper inside. Tommy wanted to yell or scream, but he was afraid that if he made a sound against his father’s chest again, he would only make it worse.
The burning length pushed and pushed, carving a way into his virgin anus, until finally, when Tommy was sure he was going to explode from the sheer pressure, he felt the tickling fur of his father’s pubic hair rubbing against the bottom of his butt and the movement finally stopped. Tommy took deep breaths in through his nose, inhaling the thick, musky scent of his father, and wondered how long he was going to keep his penis in Tommy’s butt.
Thankfully however, he took it out quite soon. Tommy breathed a sigh of relief, ready to get off the bed and go back to his room. He started to get nervous however, when the withdrawal stopped about halfway through, and then gasped involuntarily when the stiff member was harshly thrust back inside him. Tommy groaned as it began—a series of sharp, harsh thrusts of the large member into his anus, sliding in and out of the ring of muscle with fiery strokes.
Tommy’s fingers clenched spasmodically against his father’s chest as his mostly unconscious father fucked him brutally. The stiff cock going into him felt as big as a telephone pole, penetrating and stretching him impossibly, impossibly wide with its great length and thickness.
One brief reprieve came when his father’s arm stopped pressing so sharply against the back of his head. Tommy still couldn’t move it away far enough to speak, but at least his lips weren’t mashed up against his father’s skin anymore. But the repositioning of the arm turned out to be only because both hands were sliding down to his butt cheeks, grabbing them and pulling them further apart so that his father could thrust the burning length deeper inside him.
Tommy wasn’t sure how long it went on, how long his father moved in and out of him, but it ended suddenly and surprisingly when his father pushed in so deeply that his pubic hair tickled Tommy’s legs, and Tommy suddenly felt something warm and liquid flood into him. He cried out in surprise, wondering what had happened, and kept himself very still just in case.
After it ended, Tommy’s Dad finally pulled his penis out from Tommy’s butt and relaxed his grip on Tommy’s body. Tommy took the opportunity to scramble out of his father’s arms and clamber off the bed, dropping to the floor. He grabbed up his pajamas and moved quickly but quietly for the door.
He felt something wet on his leg and looked down, pausing as he saw something strange and pale dripping down his thigh. With a start, he realized that this must be the stuff that Daddy had poured into him from his penis. He touched it; it was sticky.
He would have to ask Daddy what it was later, after he woke up.