Anyway, I can't remember anytime in my life when Daddy wasn't jerking off. To me it was absolutely normal, my Mom hardly even mentioned it. I was about five I guess when I started "helping" him.

Daddy was saving all his sperm. He wanted to have a huge supply of it available to impregnate surviving females after the holocaust. He figured Mommy and I could sell it and live high on the hog. He was really fatalistic about himself surviving.

I remember seeing pictures of Daddy and Mommy from their wedding, they were into a religious cult at the time and dressed weird and did a lot of LSD and drugs in general. Mommy told me once the Daddy had "passed way beyond the crowd" and had his hair long and wore a beard and sat around contemplating his navel and dick all the time. "He fucked the flower girls," Mommy told me, "And the oldest of them was seven. I could hardly believe it." When she told me that she was snorting coke. "And I guess he still likes 'em young," she added, wiping her nose and blinking her watery eyes. "He is gonna fuck you too sometime soon baby." I squeezed my legs together; I wanted him to.

Anyway, he kept his sperm in little jars, then when there was enough he'd fill a baggy and zip it tight, tape it, and stick it in a freezer. You should see it, I mean there must be enough cum in that freezer to restock the entire planet, bags and bags and bags of the stuff, all carefully ziplocked and dated.

Daddy would have me be naked and stand next to him holding a little babyfood jar and he'd beat his meat. Then he'd put the tip in the jar and cum. I'd cap it and rush off to the refrigerator with it. Then when he beat his meat again I'd have the jar out waiting for more filling. He'd usually fill a couple jars each day.

Soon enough I was doing the jerking for him while he'd run his hands over my butt and nipples and (what I liked best) rub his finger up and down my slit. He told me I had a perfect butt, I liked that. It made me feel sexy. I jerked him off for over a year until I was almost eight when he decided I needed to start sucking his cock. That was fine by me. Even at that age I recognized Daddy had a real beauty of a cock, big and fat, and sometimes I got a furtive taste of his precious sperm (and his 'pre-cum' too) and I often dreamed of what it would be like to swallow a whole load of it......(cont)