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Daddy never did a lot of talking, but looking back, he sure taught me a few things with his actions. Momma was a typical church lady, disapproving everything from drinking and smoking to gambling and generally having fun. When he was at home, Daddy did everything just like she wanted. He toed the line like a good boy! But, Lordy, when he got away from her for a little while don't you know he went wild as a bucking mule? He never tried to change her or make her see how narrow minded she was, he just went about his business of pleasing her and making her proud ... until he got away on one of his fishing trips! Then it was "Fun Time!" I was a pretty big kid before he took me along with him, big enough to think for myself and understand, I guess. And I remember best the first time I saw him just open his pants and piss all over the ground, right in front of me and Uncle Amos and cousin Jerry! I mean, Damn! He was the kind of man who shut the bathroom door just to brush his teeth. He never laid around watching TV in his drawers like my friend's dads. After his evening bath he wore a robe. I had never seen his dick before that day. Hell, I didn't even know he HAD one! So I giggled and stared, right? My cousin said, "What's the matter with you? You never seen a dick before?" I expected Uncle Amos to tell him to watch his language but he just laughed. "Well, Jerry, he probably never saw one that big, before." He grinned at my dad, "That is a whopper, Mike! It always surprises me, I forget how big it is." My dad laughed with him, "This ain't nothing, don't you remember how big it can get when it gets hard?" My uncle looked a little embarrassed but finally admitted he sure did remember, but he hoped dad had forgotten about that time. Dad just smiled at him and we went on down the path to the lake. I got a few more shocks when Uncle Amos pulled out a quart of Jack Daniel's and took a big swig, then passed it to dad. Daddy smiled right into my eyes and turned that bottle up and sucked a big long pull from it, and gasped, "Damn, that's fine stuff, Amos!" Then they lit up huge stogie cigars. Something about the way daddy's lips and tongue slurped at the brown tube just turned me on something awful! I could hardly watch him without popping a bone. The first time Amos set the bottle down, Jerry grabbed it and tipped it up, then went bug eyed with coughing! The men folk laughed, "Davie? you want a taste of this stuff?" he handed the bottle toward me, "Be careful, it's powerful strong." His deep husky voice taunted me. I took it and sniffed at the neck. It was a good sweet smell, with a sharp tang. I just let a few drops roll onto my tongue and it felt like fire! Wow, the air felt hot just breathing in my mouth. I felt like I was doing something dreadful wicked and wonderful! I loved it! I turned it up for another taste and dad had to pull it away from me. 'That's enough for now, not too much!" Amos was laughing, "Damn, Mike, the kid likes it, let him have some more!" "Save it for later, Brother, let's get some of these fish out of the water!" But he smiled at me, and made me think I pleased him. That was a good feeling. It was still early morning, just beginning to get light on the water. We started out with casting from the bank, then later on we climbed into the old wooden flat-bottomed boat and rowed out to deeper water. I was enthralled with all the gear and the techniques of fishing. I loved the little bobbing tugs that meant a fish was nibbling at my bait. I usually jerked back too soon and lost it. Took me a while to learn the patience to wait for a good solid pull on my line before setting the hook deep in the lip of a fat slick catfish, all hairy looking with spines sticking out like a beard! I stood up in my excitement and daddy wrapped his strong arms around my thighs to hold me in the boat. Jerry was yelling, "Damn, it's a monster!!" and Amos was pleading, "Give him a little slack, don't fight him. Just take it easy, go slow. That's a way, baby boy, work it!" I didn't know life could be this good! So many wonderful feelings were washing over me I couldn't count them. I panted for air, little shallow gulps, too tense to take a deep breath. My legs were tingling with the excitement and growing hot beneath daddy's tight grip, his big hand was right on my pounding dick. I was about to burst my pants with the biggest hard on I ever had and sweat was popping out all over my young body. The pull and play on the line telegraphed the fish's movement right into my hands and arms, I swayed with the fish's every turn and maneuver, begging him not to break the line or work the hook loose. I begged and I prayed to whatever water gods there were to let me have this one, please, I had to have this one! And with every movement I made, daddy's hand shifted and rubbed against my groaning boner. It all happened at once, I saw the gray brown head of the massive catfish break through the surface just as the first spurts of cum shot out on my belly. I reeled him high enough for Amos to get a net under him and pull him into the boat with a loud splat and a clumping of writhing and jumping. Jerry slammed the fish in the head with an oar and all the strength and excitement flowed out of me with a sudden rush, my knees went weak. I collapsed into daddy's lap and he wrapped his arms around me and planted a big kiss on the side of my neck. "Damn it all, Davie!", Uncle Amos was shouting, "That's the finest piece of meat I ever seen come out of this lake! This must be a twenty pounder, look at 'em!" Jerry was awestruck, "God, look at them spines! He could tear you up! I thought he was gonna jump right out of the boat!" I leaned back to look up into dad's face, he was saying something low and almost whispered in my ear, "Got you a big thrill, didn't you? Now, was that more fun than a Sunday Social or not?" He let one hand drop calmly into my lap and said, "You wet all over, better get out of these clothes and grab a swim. What about it, Amos? Jerry? Ain't that enough fish for one day? Let's take a skinny dip." He rowed to the bank while Amos and Jerry and me all began stripping off our clothes. Jerry got naked first and jumped over board. Uncle Amos got off everything but his baggy drawers, stood up to pull 'em down and fell over the side. We were laughing and hollering and Amos and Jerry was splashing around and struggling for possession of Amos' drawers, when I felt daddy slide his fingers around my belly to slip through the slimy mess at my navel. He lifted his finger to his nose and sniffed, "Smells like a man to me, you smell ...", but when he brought the finger close to my nose, he laughed and wiped it across my lips, then kissed me with a quick wet peck and tossed me in the water! It was heaven. The perfect day. No rules or taboos would ever stand between me and joy, never again!