Date: Tue, 27 Jul 1999 08:08:24 +0300
From: natan10@hotmail.com
Subject: A Day Off

Tuesday, July 27, 1999 
A DAY OFF  by  natan10@hotmail.com
The stories which I write are not always true stories. Actually, they
rarely are. They are entirely fictional. They grew out of a desire to put
down in words many "fantasy dreams" which I have had. I am bisexual,
married and white with two grown children. I love sex with a man and, in my
real world, it is no stranger to me. My stories are intended for mature
eyes only and are always based on male/male relationships. There is no
violence, S&M, bondage, etc. in my works. If you liked the story, let me
know. If you didn't like the story, I would also appreciate a note and an
explanation why ... otherwise, I won't get anywhere, will I? Feel very free
to write me anything you'd like. I look forward to hearing from anyone
interested in responding to these stories. All I am trying to achieve in my
writing is to make you feel good. Really good.
If you want to write me just to "get off", then do so. After all, this is
why we exist and who we are. In my stories 'condoms' do not exist. In our
real world, condoms MUST exist. In our own personal fantasies, however, sex
is idealized the way we would really like it to be - raw skin and no
rubber. But remember: Safe sex must be the only way!
**************
A DAY OFF by natan10@hotmail.com

The day had begun as normal. Wake up. Shower. Shave. Dress. Make coffee.
Say goodbye to Todd and then off to work.

Everything at work was as it should be. The outbox was filled with papers.
More stacks of papers on my desk. Secretary was late, as usual. However, I
began to go through all the papers and by 10, I was able to put some
semblance of order to the desk.

I felt anxiety. I didn't know from what.

By noon hour I had had my fill of everything. I put things away into the
drawers, checked my appointment book to ensure that I had no further
appointments for the day, took the sweater from off its hook behind the
mahogany door and walked out.

It was time for some sun and a little relaxation. Time off to myself. No
obligations.

I walked down the avenue slowly browsing through the windows of the
storefronts. I stopped at the travel agency window and fondly began to
daydream of a trip that I would one day take. Ever since my wife and I
separated, I had decided that I would begin to live the life that I would
like to live. 

I strolled some more, bought a baguette at the baker's, a coffee at the
coffee shop and just sat in the minipark off the avenue, taking in the
people, the smells and sounds. It felt good to be out of the office for a
change.

But I still felt a little anxiety over something which I couldn't even
describe.

It was time to head home. I went back to the parking lot of the office, got
into my car and headed home. Parked the car in the driveway and went
through the front door. There was something in the air that I couldn't
describe. I kicked off my shoes and went into the kitchen and pulled a
juice from the fridge, popped the top off and began sipping as I climbed
the stairs.

I entered my bedroom and decided it was time for a hot shower. I took my
time taking off my clothes, admiring how my chest had filled out a bit
after all that hard work at the gym. I looked sideways and saw that my
belly was flat. I noticed the slight bulge in my crotch. This will happen
when I look at myself. I have been horny for a long time now and I just
can't seem to find the right relief. I stepped out of my chinos and threw
my shirt over the bed, remaining only in my old-fashioned briefs. Too bad
that there was no one to appreciate all the work I had put into my body.
For a 50-year-old, I would say that I looked really good. Healthy. Tanned.
Nice pecs and my abdomen was flat. I slowly pulled down my briefs and just
stood for a moment totally naked. I fondled my cock a bit so that it would
get some attention too. I enjoy seeing my cock fill up and become semi-erect.

I entered the shower stall and turned on the hot water. The jet was strong.
Stepping in, I let the water massage my back, luxuriating in its warmth and
the security of my shower stall. I began to lather all over my body paying
particular attention to my butthole and my cock. I gorify in my own cock. I
just wish that there was someone around who would appreciate it. I began to
think of Todd and his own development. For a 15-year-old kid, he has
developed remarkably. He had begun to come with me to the gym, working out
on the equipment. His own body has begun to become muscular and
well-defined. I'm proud of him and what he has accomplished during the last
year or two. I just wish he had more friends. He spends a lot of time by
himself. But, at this age, this can be normal too.

I turned off the water and wrapped the towel around my waist. I shaved
again, standing in the warmth of the steam-filled room, the steam still
lingering in the air, leaving tiny droplets of moisture clinging to the
hairs on my chest.

I decided to check on Todd and see what he was up to. I left the towel
around my waist. I didn't feel like getting dressed. I walked down the hall
to his room. There were faint sounds coming through the door. I heard a
moan. His door was slightly ajar, so I gently pushed it inward, but only
slightly, allowing me an easy view of the interior. What my eyes beheld and
my ears heard took me totally by surprise.

Todd was lying on the bed, on his back ... totally naked, his right hand
massaging an already erect cock. I stood there in amazement. But then he
opened up his mouth, the words very softly emanating through his moans ...

"Oh fuck, Dad. Please come home soon. I want you to help me. I love you and
want to feel your strong body on mine. Ooooh, Daddy. Please suck me. You
have no idea how much I want this. Aaaah, there ... your cock looks so
beautiful. Let me suck it too. Ooooh Daddy. God, I want you. When will you
be home ..."

I stood aghast. I couldn't say anything. I was in shock. But there was
something very strange happening inside of me also. My cock was now totally
erect and pushed its way through the opening in the towel. I stood back a
bit from the door. I couldn't let Todd know that I was there. I wouldn't
know how to explain my erection. But I was feeling such strange feelings.

Lust. Love. Confusion.

I began to rub my cock, my hand slowly fondling the mushroom head. Drops of
precum were already forming and I licked them off.

I returned to the opening of Todd's room ...

"Oh. Ooooh. Aaah," was all I could hear. Gazing into the room, Todd had
changed his position. His legs were thrown completely back over his
shoulder, exposing his beautiful, smooth, hairless butt to me, his cheeks
beckoning. His mouth was over his own cock! My son, I realized, had
remarkable talents. Something that I had always been able to do. I never
spoke of this to anyone, even my ex. It is the long lithe legs that run in
my family.

"Oh Daddy, this is your cock I'm sucking on. Please come home. I want you
soooo badly. Aaaah. Ooooooohhhhh. I'm waiting for you, Dad. I don't want to
cum yet. I want you to have it all. Today I'm going to show you. I'm going
to show you that I want you. I'm going to let you watch me."

I couldn't take it any longer. I pushed the door in more and stood at the
entrance. "I can see, Todd. I can see you."

He immediately bolted and turned over onto his stomach, pushing his head
into the pillow. "Oh no! I didn't know you were home ... oh God. No. Dad. No."

"It's OK, Todd. Don't get all upset and embarrassed. It's perfectly
alright. I was actually enjoying watching you. When did you discover that
you could play with yourself that way?"

"I dunno. I can't remember. I've been doing this for so long. God, I'm so
embar ..."

"Stop, Todd. Stop. Don't EVER feel embarrassed for that." I approached the
bed and sat on the side. I had totally forgotten my own erection. Todd
couldn't take his eyes off of it.

"Oh Dad. I want you. I need you. I want to feel you." He gave me no chance
to move. He immediately threw himself over again and placed his hand on my
cock, handling it with such gentleness.

"Oh Todd, oooohhhhhh ... that feels sooo .... oooooh." His mouth engulfed
my mushroom head.

"Oh Daddy. You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this. Please. Let
me. Pleaaa."

He cut himself off mid-sentence. His mouth totally engulfed my cock. My
legs were so weak that I just fell back onto the bed, totally lost in my
feelings ... totally abandoned to this wonderful sensation. I pulled the
towel from off my waist, letting it just lie on the bed beneath me. Todd
kept sucking and sucking. I gently pushed him off.

"Todd. At least let me show you how. Now it's my turn. I want to show you
how to bring the pleasure."

I gently laid him back on the bed, on his back. I stood up by the foot of
the bed, and then knelt, my hands grabbing each of his legs, slowly running
them up and down his developing thighs, making circles. I then ran them up
between his thighs, my eyes never leaving his cock. That 5-inch staff of
majestic beauty. I licked my lips. I crawled higher on the bed so that I
was kneeling, each of my legs on either side of his own. I bent down and
began to lick his thighs. I pulled him downward on the bed, so that his
feet were at the very edge. I wanted his head to be away from the pillow
allowing space above him for myself. I licked every inch of his thighs, one
hand slowly fondling his delicate balls.

"Todd, I love you. I don't know how this happened. But it did. I can't
stop. I want to show you everything. I want you to experience it all."

"Oh Daddy. Yes. Please. Suck me. Fuck me. Show me how," he whimpered.

My mouth began to climb more, licking his balls and the sides of his
crotch, my hands already climbing up his chest to play with his nipples.
They were erect. I couldn't get over the maturity of his body. I was so
hard now. The precum wouldn't stop flowing. I wiped the precum with my hand
and brought it to Todd's lips. He not only licked the precum, he began to
suck on my fingers, sending shivers of excitement throughout my body. I
climbed up even more. My knees were on either side of his waist now. I
licked his abdomen, his chest, his nipples. He threw his arms around my
neck and tried to pull me down.  I wouldn't allow him to. I gently made him
lie totally flat. I climbed more. I began to nibble on his neck and his
ears. I wanted more. I began to nibble on his bottom lip. It wasn't enough.
I was far too turned on to stop. I kissed him. Gently at first. He returned
the affection. I then gently parted his mouth, allowing my tongue to probe
his inner being. He sucked on my tongue. 

My cock flicked.

"Oh, Todd. Oooohhh." It was my turn to moan in pleasure now. I began to
retreat back downwards on the bed. I wanted his cock. I wanted to feel him
push it in my mouth. I licked his nipples again, slowly climbing on my
knees down the bed, down deeper, my mouth grasping and pulling at his skin,
trying to get all of him inside.

I began to feel the prickles of his pubic hair, only now beginning to
slowly bush out. I had arrived at my destination. I sucked him in.
Literally. But I wasn't just sucking. I was making love to my son's cock.
Sucking it. Kissing it. Licking it.

"Oh Dad. Oh fuck me, Dad. Suck my cock. Yes. YESSSS!"

I sucked harder.

"Come here, Dad. Come closer to me," Todd said. I lifted my head and he was
licking his lips. I raised myself on my knees again and climbed the bed, my
mouth once again making love to his chest, his nipples, his mouth. I
climbed further. I was above him now. I raised myself up by hanging onto
the headboard of his bed, my cock floating over his face. His hand took it
and guided it to his awaiting mouth. I pushed only slightly. It entered the
cavernous abyss of home. I felt his tongue wrapping around my cock as his
mouth closed entirely around it, creating a vacuum which was gently
massaging me.

"Yes!" I whispered. "Oh Todd. Yes. Take it. Take me. Suck me. Suck your
Daddy's cock. Oooooh."

I pumped. And I thrashed. I pumped and moaned. His two free hands wrapped
around my waist and pulled me even deeper inside of him. It took him a
moment or two but he succeeded in getting my full 7 inches down his throat.
I don't know where he learned. I couldn't have cared less. All that
mattered to me was Todd. His love. His sucking. His cock. I pulled out of
him gently.

"Todd, it's time. I can't wait any longer. I want you. I want to suck you.
To eat you. To drink you. I want your cum."

I turned around so that I could lie on top of him, doggie style. My mouth
engulfed his cock as his mouth took control over mine. I wrapped my arms
around him pulling him closer. I lay down on top of him and then I rocked
him so that we were lying on our sides, slowly sucking each other.

"Todd. I'm going to cum in a second. I want to cum. I need to cum. I need
you. Ohhhhhhhh"

"Daddy. Cum. Shoot inside me. I'm going to shoot too. FUUUCCCCCCK. I love
you. I LOOOOOOOOVVVV ..."

We couldn't talk. We just came and came. Each spurt was a gush of love. I
blasted into his mouth as he shot into mine. He was delicious. I couldn't
get enough of him. He obviously couldn't get enough of me.

We lay. Spent. Exhausted. It was time for a shower and then I would
initiate him even more. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to feel that
boycock of his inside my ass. This was the true finale.

I definitely had a most remarkable day off.

*************
I really hope you liked what you have read. If you would like to read more,
please write to me and tell me. I shall be happy to oblige if I am able.
natan10@hotmail.com

And don't be afraid to put your own fantasies and feelings down on paper.
It just happens to be wonderful therapy! If you like, you can write your
fantasy and send it off to me. I'd love to read it.