After about 2 weeks of exchanging messages, we made plans to meet at a local hotel the next Saturday evening. One thing I asked him to do was to not j...rk off for 5 days before we met, explaining that obviously it was on the honor system. In the days leading up to Saturday, wife and I had sex every night and also a couple mornings. We mostly talked about her taking a strange cock on Saturday. God I was so turned on and she was too. Of course after every sessions I ate my creampie from her hot. Late one afternoon we got into a discussion about a special little alcove off the kitchen that we were framing. She said it was all wrong. I told her that the framing was according to the plan and the drawings. Alyssa started to argue with me and I invited her to come over to the onsite trailer that was our office and check out the drawings. We went over the plans together and she agreed that we were following the drawings. That didn’t mean it was right, but it was in the plan. For better than. I would then usually jerk off and go to sleep. When Dad finally got home, I would often wake up as a result of the noise he made, stumbling and cursing as he made his way drunk through the house.The night I became a fag I had woken up from Dad’s ruckus. I heard him moving around downstairs, followed by the heavy sounds of his footsteps on the stairs. I thought he was going to go to the room that he used to share with Mom like he usually did, but that night he decided to come to my room. I wasn’t quite ready for him, but at the same time I couldn’t get enough of him. He didn’t take his time, or start of slowly. He filled me, pulled back, then pushed deeper into me. It felt good, but this was definitely for him. It wasn’t long before we were both breathing hard and starting to sweat. He drilled his cock into me with the only sounds being our bodies colliding every few seconds. I expected him to come quickly. Usually the first time, he came quickly, then the second time he.