Date: Mon, 08 Jan 2007 21:20:49 -0700
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: After the Big Game

After the Big Game
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his preteen
son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this
theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me as well.

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when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at
xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk.


I took my 11-year-old son, Leo, to one of the biggest football games of the
season.  We are big fans and this year had finally splurged on season
tickets.  Wanting to be in full support of our team, we had applied body
paint to ourselves from the waist up.  Our team won, and I had to smile
when Leo announced it was because of the paint.

We got home, and while both of us were exhausted, there was no way we could
go to bed with all this paint on.  I didn't have to get up early tomorrow,
so I decided to let Leo shower first.  Meanwhile I worked on getting the
goop off my face and hands.  As I fought with the green and yellow
substance, I vowed to find a better brand for the next game. This shit was
awful!

"Dad! I can't get the paint off!" he cried from the shower.

"Turn off the shower. I have some stuff in the garage that should work.
I'll be right back," I shouted back to him.

I went to the garage and grabbed some oil cleaner I used when working on
cars.  It wasn't abrasive, so I figured it should be fine for this stuff.
I returned to the bathroom to find my son standing in the tub still naked.
I had to stifle a laugh at the sight of my multicolored son.  From the
waist up he was green and yellow and everything below that was starkly
white.

As I knelt down outside the tub, he stepped closer to the edge.  Rubbing
the cream on his slick, wet body took me back in time several years ago
when I used to bathe him.  His mother had died when he was very
young. Well, was killed in an accident.  I had raised him as a single dad
for all these years.  We were very close.

I had him start wiping the cleaner on his face and neck while I worked on
his chest.  He was slim but not too thin.  His skin under the paint was
quite smooth and silky.  As my hands worked his torso, I couldn't help but
check out his crotch.  I mean his dick was flapping around in front of my
face with all the movement we were both making.  I noticed sparse hairs,
but mostly he was smooth on his balls and above his dick.  I had no idea
why, but I felt a . . . tingling in my body while watching his flaccid cock
bounce around.  It seemed to stir something in me.

I had him rinse off so we could see how well we had progressed.  It took a
few more times before he was cleaned.  I handed him a towel and grabbed
another one to help him dry off.  I rubbed the forest green terry cloth on
his ass first, feeling his small buns, and then ran them down his legs.
Soon I found myself drying his crotch off.  I was paying, perhaps, a little
too much attention to his privates and noticed his dick was beginning to
stiffen.

I looked up into his green eyes and saw a peculiar look.  He wasn't sure
what to do or say as his dick began growing.  I shrugged and smiled
reassuringly and turned my attention back to his cock.  I slowly rubbed it
with the towel and carefully dried off his sac as well.  Finally I set the
towel down.  His cock was fully erect and pointing directly at my
face. Once again I looked into his eyes and saw that uncertain expression.

Returning my gaze to his hard dick, I swallowed and then reached out and
grabbed it.  A shudder passed through me as my fingers wrapped around my
boy's hardened flesh. I began slowly stroking him. I wanted to look up and
see if he was enjoying this, but I was afraid of what I'd see in his eyes,
so I focused all my attention on his dick.  With my free hand I reached up
and slowly massaged his balls as well.  I heard what I was sure was a soft
moan, and that was enough to keep me going.

Not knowing what was motivating me, I soon felt drawn to have his dick in
my mouth.  I wanted to taste his clean flesh and feel his hardness against
my tongue.  And so I released his dick and nuts, placed my hands on his
bare ass and swallowed his meat.  His knees almost buckled as his dick
entered my hot mouth.  I made a few passes up and down his cock before
briefly sucking on his balls lightly.

I blew him more passionately now, my hands gripping his nude ass cheeks and
pulling him into me.  I kneaded his ass as I worked his cock.  I hungrily
breathed in the scent of his clean skin.  Then I started moving his pelvis
back and forth as I devoured his cock.  It wasn't long before he was
humping my face on his own.  This unleashed a greed I didn't know existed,
and I sucked his cock more furiously.  His hands rested on my head for
balance as he pumped his dick in and out of my mouth.  I felt his body
shiver and then felt liquid gushing into my mouth.  The slight saltiness
revealed to me my son was cumming.  I relaxed my grip on his ass but
continued to suck his cock, desperately milking it of its precious load.

When at last his dick gave up no more fluid, I released him.  I stood up
and finally looked at him.  He looked a little unsure until he saw my
smile, and then his lips formed a smile too, and his eyes twinkled.  I bent
down and picked up his naked body and carried him to his room.  There I
gently placed him on his bed and pulled the sheet and blanket over his lean
body.  I bent down and kissed him gently on the lips.  "I love you."

"Love you too, Daddy."

I began to walk out of the room when I heard "And thanks!"

"Thanks?  Oh, for the game."

A pregnant pause ensued before he said "Well, that too."

In the darkness I grinned broadly before answering "My pleasure.  For all
of it."

I returned to the bathroom, stripped, grabbed the cleaner and rid myself of
the paint as well.  Images returned to my mind of what had occurred in this
very room just a few moments before, and my cock once again stirred.  I
wasted no time in stroking my dick as I focused on how good it felt to have
Leo inside my mouth, how his seed had tasted.  The guilt would hit me
later, I was sure, but for now it was a hot memory.  And I longed already
to have him inside my mouth again.  I shot the biggest load I could ever
remember.

After my shower I climbed into bed which now felt even lonelier and fell
fast asleep.

The next morning I woke up and got dressed.  As I passed Leo's room, I
stopped and opened the door.  He was sleeping so peacefully.  I crept in
and knelt down at the side of his bed and watched his breathing for a
while.  But then I saw his naked body in my mind's eye again.  I reached
under the blanket and felt his smooth skin.  He stirred at my touch, but I
moved my hand along his hip and over his thigh until I found his crotch.
He had morning wood!

I began massaging his balls, and he awoke slowly.  "Daddy?"

"Yes sweetie.  Shhhhh."  I leaned over and kissed him softly on the cheek.
As my hand moved to his dick, my lips moved down the side of his face and
to his neck.  I began softly kissing on his neck.  He squirmed as I sucked
on the soft skin there.  I moved the blanket from his torso and began
sucking on the nipple closest to me which made him shiver.  I then removed
the remaining covers so that his dick could be clearly seen.

Walking on my knees, I moved parallel to his groin and immediately took his
dick into my mouth again.  I ran my hands down his thighs as I savored the
velvety shaft of his cock against my tongue.  Apparently remembering last
night's episode, he required no cue before he was slowly fucking my mouth.
I once again returned my lips to his hairless ball sac.  He kicked the
covers off his feet and spread his legs wide apart as I sucked on the
smooth skin.

I felt my lust take over, and I swallowed his rod and began sucking him
more earnestly.  I grabbed his hand and moved it to my head, pushing his
hand down against my brown hair until he understood and started bobbing my
head up and down on his dick as his hips thrust upward burying his dick in
my moist mouth.  Soon after that his salty fluid was sliding along my
tongue and throat.

When I was done swallowing my son's juice, I kissed him and said good
morning.  "What would you like for breakfast?"

"Ummmm.  French toast!"

"French toast it is!" I replied, kissing him again and walking into the
kitchen, my cock trying to force its way out of my boxers.

We had breakfast and then did various things during the day.  I would have
him again later that afternoon.  We were wrestling, and I had pinned him
down.  I was between his legs, my crotch pressed against his.  I had his
hands pinned down by his head.  There was a . . . moment when I found
myself bending down and kissing him firmly on the lips.  The next thing I
knew my tongue had pushed past both of our lips, and I was deeply kissing
my son.

I released his hands and moved them to his shorts.  I pulled them down
quickly.  I had to stop kissing Leo so I could remove them entirely.  That
left him in his cotton briefs, a lump rapidly forming.  I leaned against
him again, and our stiff dicks pressed into each other through our
clothing.  I pushed my shorts down as well so I could feel his cock better
against mine.  I sucked on his neck lightly as I rubbed my dick against his
through our underwear.  I desperately wanted to lower our underwear, but,
as crazy as it sounds, I thought that would be "going too far."  I know.  I
know.

As we dry humped, I felt him pushing his groin against mine.  I lifted my
head up and stared into his eyes.  I saw a deep love there that made me
crave him more.  I sat up and pulled his shirt off of him.  I lowered my
head to his nipples and suck on them lightly before sitting up once again
and rapidly peeling his briefs off so that he lay naked on the carpeted
floor.  I quickly yanked my shirt off and went back to kissing his small
pink nipples.  Then I slowly kissed down his tummy until his hard dick was
twitching against my face.  I took his cock into my mouth and got it good
and wet before releasing it.  I shoved my boxers down and then leaned back
down so our dicks made contact.

We rubbed against each other as we squirmed wildly on the floor.  When I
put my lips to his neck again, I heard him breathe "Oh Daddy!"  I moved my
lips to his and then thrust my tongue into his mouth passionately.  He was
grinding his hips into me which unleashed my lust even more.  I picked up
the pace of my humping, and then I felt him shudder.  A second later I
could feel something warm against my bare skin and knew he had come.  I
reached down, rubbed my finger in his jizz and used it to coat my cock as I
continued rubbing our dicks together.  I licked the remaining fluid off my
finger and then stuck my tongue in his mouth, still tasting his saltiness
as we kissed.

He shivered as I continued stimulating his dick.  His legs wrapped around
me.  I fucked faster for a few more moments before emptying my load on his
belly.

As my orgasm waned, I grabbed him against me and rolled onto my back so he
lay on top of me.  We kissed again, and I let my hands softly rub the
silken skin of his back.  My hands eventually went to his ass and rested
there as he nuzzled into my neck.  We lay together naked for a while.
Finally the awkwardness set in again, and I told him to get dressed while I
did the same.

The rest of the day I noticed there was a stronger bond between us.  He
cuddled against me when we sat next to each other.  There was a strange
sense of intimacy.  That night it was hard to say goodnight and tuck him
into his bed while I went to my own.

But apparently I wasn't the only one who felt that way.  About a half an
hour later, there was a knock at my door, and Leo came into my room.

"Daddy, can I sleep with you?"

"Sure, bud."

He climbed into bed with me and snuggled up close, his knee draped over my
crotch.  His fingers absentmindedly played with my chest hairs for a few
moments before I felt his knee rubbing back and forth over my boxers.  Soon
his fingers were gently rubbing one of my nipples forcing me to suck my
breath in through my teeth.  The knee continued massaging my cock which was
growing in response.  Then I felt his hot mouth close around the nipple.
My hand which lay against the sheet grabbed at it furiously.  One of his
hands began drifting down my abs until it disappeared beneath my waistband.

He shifted position so he could reach my cock which was now fully hard.  As
his fingers rubbed the head of my rod, I reached down and shoved my boxers
down.  As more groin was exposed, I felt his fingers search out my balls.
He played with the hairs on my balls.  I felt his lips beginning to move
down my chest, and earnestly I wriggled my legs until I could get one of
them out of my boxers.  I spread my legs wide, my cock throbbing and
twitching in anticipation as his lips neared by belly button.  Silently I
prayed he wasn't going to stop kissing me.

"Oh yes Leo! Yes, son!" I said softly as his lips passed over my navel.  I
could feel his breath against my pubes.  My nails dug into the sheets as
his tongue brushed over the head of my dick.  "Yes, baby, please!" I begged
aloud right before his breath caressed the tip of my cock just a moment
before his lips spread over it.  As my cock was enveloped by his hot, wet
mouth, I thought I might pass out.  My hand shot to his underwear but,
instead, found bare skin.  I ran my hand over his hip and felt nothing but
his soft flesh.  He had come to my bed naked!

I rubbed his bare ass as he began sucking on my cock. Shortly after he
started, I felt his mouth release my cock and his head shift to between my
legs. I spread them wider and felt him sucking on my balls.  My hand on his
ass slipped into his crack while my other hand grabbed the back of his
head. My hips lifted off of the bed to shove my balls against him as he
sucked on them.  My hand in his crack slipped further, and my finger rubbed
against his hole.  When it did, I felt a shiver in his small body and heard
a soft moan.  I left my finger there as his mouth returned to my cock.  He
was almost pressing against my finger, so I started to push it against the
entrance to his ass.  I heard another moan, so I began pushing harder.

Finally I put my finger to my mouth and coated it with my saliva.  I
returned it to his hole and gently pushed.  This time the tip of my finger
entered his ass.  The hole clamped down on my finger, and I heard him moan
again.  At the same time he began sucking faster.  I gently nudged his head
down so he took more of my meat into his hot mouth.  Curious, I went ahead
and pushed my finger further.  Again he shivered and moaned.  I pushed it
in more and then started, well, finger fucking him I guess you'd say.  He
became like a wild beast and sucked me furiously.

I stopped finger fucking him, shoved it in deeper, and then began pumping
my hips up and down.  I managed to get him to swallow more of my cock
before I returned to fingering his virgin hole.  I was really close now,
and I fingered him faster as he swallowed more of my cock.  I rammed my
finger in further, and I could feel his cock twitching from the inside.  It
was the weirdest thing I had ever felt.  My groin was calling my attention
as pressure grew.  I focused on the amazing sensation of my son blowing me,
but only for a few seconds as I quickly was blasting my load down his
throat.  He coughed and sputtered, and I could feel my jizz running down
the shaft of my cock.  He was making a valiant attempt to swallow his
daddy's load, but the volume proved to be way too much for him.  He didn't
quit trying, though.

When he had finally milked my cock, I withdrew my finger and reached for
his cock.  It had softened and was sticky at the tip, so I realized the
twitching I felt earlier was his orgasm.  I released him and told him to
come back up.  He snuggled against me, our nude bodies pressed into each
other.  I soaked up the feel of his warmth.  "You did wonderful son, just
wonderful!"

He nuzzled against me more as I pulled the covers back up.  Sleep quickly
overtook me as I had begun pondering our new relationship.


There will be another chapter.