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Finding my Dad

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When I was 22, I resolved myself to find my biological father. My mother always told me that I was not her husband, Jim�s son, but she never really told me much else. I got a picture once from my �aunt�, who I found out later was just a friend of my mother�s, and that I guess is what really sparked my interest. I got his name, phone number, and address from an agency I saw on "Sally", and decided to use my vacation from work to drive the 300 miles down to Fort Lauderdale�if only to see him from a distance. I arrived at his house just as he was walking out of the front door. We were like twins! He was so young when he got my mother pregnant, (as I found out), so we were only 15 years apart. He was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, and a light blue denim shirt, with the sleeves torn off. His shirt was sort of open almost down to his waist, showing off his big, hairy chest, and he had a thick Magnum PI-type mustache. I got quite aroused by him, and decided to see where he was going dressed so seductively. He got into his car, and sped off� with me just a few cars behind him at all times. He drove through a bad section of town, then pulled into the parking lot of a bar called Boots. He parked, and went in, and I followed him in a few minutes later. I sat directly across from him, and he noticed me right off. He kept on looking at me, and smiling, and I did the same., Then, he got up and walked outside. Of course, I followed. It was a different world outside the bar. It was an enclosed patio bar, with a pool covered in planks. Outside there, there were men of all sorts, in various states of undress- something I didn�t really expect. My father had already reached the back corner of the patio, by the time I saw him. He was standing in the dark corner, surrounded by a few half naked men. I walked back to him, and saw that my father was already stroking some guy�s dick. I took a spot across from him in the corner, and watched my father jack-off this guy. Soon, I pulled out my own dick, and watched my father being surrounded by three other guys that also had their cocks out. After a few moments of this, I gathered enough nerve to walk over to the group, and stand next to my father. I bent down a little, pushed his shirt away from his chest, and began to suck on his nipples. I reached down and unzipped his pants, and let loose his beautiful cock. I stroked it slowly as I sucked on his hairy chest. He let go of the other guy�s dick, and grabbed onto mine. He undid my pants all the way, and pushed them down past my knees, and rubbed my ass with his strong, callused hand. I kissed my way up to his lips, and we locked into the deepest French kiss I have ever felt. Behind me, a man slid up to me, and rubbed his cock against the crack of my ass, and beside him, another man rubbed his cock against my leg. In a matter of moments, someone was pushing my father�s pants down, and eating out his ass. Another man was off to the side, stroking his cock hard, rubbing my father�s hairy chest with his free hand. My father moaned and sighed to the rimming he was getting, and soon I felt his body tense up. I grabbed onto my cock, and jacked it hard as my father jacked his. Suddenly, the man to our left let loose a stream of cum all over the guy rimming my father. Then, to our right, someone else began to shoot. It was the hottest scene I had ever seen. I felt my balls tighten just as the guy behind me shot all over my ass. My father, watching me get showered from behind, began to blow his load all over my cock. That was all I needed. I shot my huge load all over his belly and cock. It was the best thing I have ever felt in my life. I see him out time and again� at Boots. I go there very often� now that I moved to West Palm. It�s sort of far� but certainly worth it