Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2007 19:06:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Robert Cambell <robcambell@yahoo.com>
Subject: At Home With My Son Part 2

This story includes sexual acts between a father and a son if this offends
you please leave now. Comments are greatly appreciated.

30 Tim Robertson, Father
9 1/2 Eric Robertson, Son

Part 2

It had been a whole week since me and my son had gotten naked together for
the first time and I was beginning to think that it was never going to
happen again. My son and I had been alone in the house all week yet my son
has yet to make any mention of being hot or wanting to get naked. Yesterday
I actually turned the AC almost completely off in the hopes that he would
get hot again and he would bring up the subject. Though it did not seem to
bother my son and he continued like he used to before the incident.

'Ive got to think of something' I thought to myself he must have forgotten
our deal. Then another thought came to my mind, 'maybe he didnt like being
naked with me'. Did I repulse him? I not one who usually brags but I have
kept myself in amazing shape considering my age and I hardly look the 30
that I am, but if it wasnt me than what was it?

I decided I would bring it up in the conversation as soon as he got home
from school which would be any moment now. No sooner could I complete the
thought then I heard a key hit the lock of my door and my son come
barreling in like he was avoiding jailtime. "Happy to be home from school,
like always?" I said smiling at the beautiful boy gasping for breath in
front of me.

"Of course Dad, you how much I hate school, but the worst part is being
away from you the whole time." I think I almost burst out in tears at that
statement it was so innocent and straight from the heart. My son enjoyed my
company and longed to be with me. I leaned down and did something I hadnt
done in a long time. I picked him up and held him in my arms. He put his
arms around my neck, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and layed his head on my
sholdier. I felt so at home with him so close to me and I didnt want to
ever let him down.

I gave him a kiss on his cheek and asked him what he wanted to do today. He
lifted his head from my sholdier and said, "I dont know Dad. What do you
want to do?"

"How about we go shopping, I need to go and pick up a couple of things for
dinner. Is that okay?"

"Sure Dad, as long as Im with you." I had never felt so much love before in
my life, my son was just on a roll today with his comments.

We left the house and traveled not to far down the road to the local
Wal-Mart. I parked on the food market side and we made our way inside. I
grabbed a cart and made my way down the aisles picking up the food we
needed as we went. The whole time he did not say a word he just walked
right beside me and acted way more mature than other children his age act.

"Your being such a good boy today Eric, I think I might have to reward you
with something." He perked up a little and gave me his trademark smile, as
we walked away from the food aisles and more into the heart of the
store. When we got to the boys clothing section I walked over to where the
underwear was kept and told Eric to choose whatever he wanted.

"Mmmm, thats a tough decision Dad. There are so many choices and I love
them all." He looked like a kid in a candy store, whod have thought a boy
could get so worked up over underwear.

"How about this, you can pick one pack and Ill pick a pack?" He really
liked this idea and quickly choose Spongebob briefs for his choice.

"Okay Dad now its your turn which ones do you like?"

"I dont know, they all are pretty cool. Do they have any Barbie or My
Little Pony?"

"Dad!, those are for girls."

"Just testing you son, I guess I choose the Spider-man Boxer-Briefs."

"Cool, Ive never tried Boxer-briefs before. Okay lets go to the mens
section so we can get yours." He seemed excited to make his choice and
grabbed my hand and started pulling me in the right direction. The men and
boys are right next to each other so he didnt have to pull that far. He let
go of my hand once we were in sight of the right aisle and he immediately
went to work to find what he wanted. He was staring intently at each of the
packages, he would pick them up hold them closer, study the picture, check
the feeling of the fabric, then lay them back down and start over. While he
was working I went and picked up my choice, I walked over to him and
informed him that I was already done. "NAh uh, your not done already are
you?"

"Yep I knew exactly what I was looking for. but you go ahead I have to pick
up a few more things and then Ill be ready to go. So you have until I get
back to make your choice." It was kinda turning me on, him deciding what I
would be wearing underneath my clothes and I didnt want to rush his
decision. I put my choice into the basket and pushed cart to the aisle with
the soaps and detergents. I picked up some laundry and dish detergent and
some fabric softener and made my way back to the mens section. I looked
down the aisle I had left Eric and he wasnt there. Weird, I thought I
wonder where he went. I kept looking around and was starting to get worried
until I had an urge to look behind me and sure enough the little nymph of a
boy was stowing behind me. "Have you been behind me the whole time?"

"No, but almost." He giggled a little and I noticed his hands behind his
back holding a package of what undouptedly was his choice.

"Ok so what did you choose."

"No, I want you to go first."

"Fine." I dug around in the cart for my selection and pulled it out. He
gave me a confused look, I was holding a package of Spiderman
Boxer-briefs. "No they are not yours, they are mine. Theyre an extra
large. I thought it would be cool if me and you had matching underwear
sometimes." His faced turned a bright red like he was embarrassed but at
the same time he seemed very excited about the idea. "So what did you find
for me then?" I wasnt expecting what he produced. It was a box of two
string bikinis. One was blue and the other was white. "Whyd you choose
those for?"

"Because thats what I would wear if I was an adult." That was not the
answer I was expecting but it pleased me none the less.

"ok well lets go check out, so we can go home and try on our new clothes."
We walked to the front together checked out as fast as can be expected at a
Wal-Mart and left without too many people raising their eyebrows at our
merchandise selections.

I did not say much the whole ride home but Eric never stopped. He kept
going on about how much he liked going shopping with me and how much fun we
always have together. I made sure to agree with him everytime he made a
comment of that sort just so he knew I enjoy his company as much as he
enjoys mine. We got home and brought our things inside and before I could
even put things away Eric was already trying to open his new
underwear. Once he got them open he sat on the floor and laid them out in a
row. One, two, three he counted out loud and started to decide which one he
want to put on first. I picked up my bag and took it to my room, when I
returned I found Eric already undressed and wearing his new spongebob
briefs. "You just couldnt wait could you?" When he realized I was back down
stairs he ran over and gave me another hug and I leaned down and tried to
kissed him on the cheek. He anticipated what I was doing and moved at the
last second. So instead of his cheek I kissed his lips. It was only the
difference of about an inch but in my mind it was drastically different. I
wanted to put my hand on the back of his head and open my mouth for a
deeper kiss. I almost forgot it was my son and for a split second I almost
kissed him like I used to do to my wife. Though Im sure the kiss was not
more then a peck on the lips to him, to me it made all the difference. I
decided that I couldnt avoid it anymore tonight me and him would cross that
line. So I went back in for a second kiss except this time I meant it and I
went all out. I embraced him with both arms his bare back felt so amazing
to my shaking hands. He didnt even make the slightest resistence not even
when I opened my mouth and sent out my tongue. He caught on quickly and was
quick to return the tongue action.

I was so into the kiss I didnt realize he was unbuttoning my shirt until he
was done and was trying to pull it off. I was feeling two conflicting
emotions, the guilt of doing this with my son, my own flesh and blood, and
the overwhelming desire coming from within and almost burning a whole right
through me.

I pulled off of him after our kissed cooled down. I backed away and looked
into his eyes. I dont think Ill ever forget that face or ever get over how
his eyes look so much like mine. "Are you going to try on the pair of
underwear I got for you? I want to be sure they fit." The last comment came
out as a mock parental voice and I was surprised by it.

"Yes Dad...I mean Eric." He laughed at my joke and grabbed my hand and
pulled me to my room. "I can find it by myself." I said in a mock child
tone. I walked over to my bag and pulled out the briefs my son had
choosen. I opened the package pulled them out and looked them over. "Blue
or white?"

"White." I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off with my underwear. I
quickly pulled on the bikini brief and my first thought was is this it?
Wheres the rest of it? It was not a lot of fabric and it left very little
to the imagination especially since I had a semi and you could tell quite
clearly through the thin fabric. They did however feel very free and
comfortable.

"Downstairs to watch TV now?"

"Sure." and before I could grab any clothes my son had pulled me out the
room again. We took our usual position with him laying his head on my
leg. We were not watching cartoons for very long before he turned his head
around and looked at me.

"What? Did you want something?"

"No I was just looking at you." At that he started playing with my hand
examining it and pulling the fingers this way and that. Then he started to
kiss the fingertips and kept going. He kissed the palm, my wrist, my
forearm and started to kiss my arm before he got up sat back down on the
couch upright. His finger was caressing my nipple and then he brought his
head down and kissed it. He seemed to think for a second and then he stuck
out his tongue and hesitantly he licked it and before long he was sucking
on the nipple like he used to do his bottle I feed him not to long ago. He
moved on to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. It was not
until he moved further south that my breathing started to get shallow. My
mouth got dry and I felt like I was sweating. I think I lost control of my
movements for a few seconds as I relaxed my head and let our a groan. He
lifted my waistband and freed my evergrowing cock. He soon decided the
underwear was just in the way so he took them off. Then he started to half
lick and half kiss my dick. The combination of which was highly
intoxicating. Just a little bit more of this alone and my son would soon
have more then he bargained for.

I was caught off guard when he finally started sucking on the head of my
cock. He was so good at it. Why did it take us so long to get around to
doing this with each other? My cock was throbbing now and the whole 7.5
inches of it were hot and red. But it didnt seem to matter to my son he
kept swallowing more and more of it until he had almost half of it in his
mouth. I was surprised, my wife had trouble taking that much and he was a
lot smaller than she was. "Be careful Eric, take your time with it." He
seemed to listen as he pulled out a little and started sucking on the head
again. After a while he started to go back down again this time going past
half way and got so far that Im sure my pubes were tickling his nose. But
then he pulled out almost completely off really quick. I thought something
was wrong until he went back to swallowing me. He continued this in and out
motion until I was on the edge, which was not long at all. "Son Im about to
cum." As I said the words it hit me that I had never had 'the talk' with
him. Would he even know what I meant? I assumed he did cause he kept on
sucking and even started to play with my balls with his hand. I felt that
all familiar tingling in my groin as the pleasure overtook me and I felt
burst after burst of cum erupting out of my cock and filling my sons
mouth. As the shockwaves of the orgasm died down I relaxed back into the
couch and beckoned my son closer. When he got close enough I pulled him in
for another kiss. This time though there was the unmistakable taste semem,
my semen. It turned my on so much to swap saliva and baby makers with my
son. I even wondered to myself if he was making sperm yet or not. As yet he
had not had any wet dream accidents in the laundry, plus he was not quite
that age yet. Still I was very interested in finding out.

Eric sat down on my lap and put my arms around and just embraced him for a
while. Then I let my hands wander to his briefs and I pulled them down and
examined my sons equipment closely for the first time. He was circumcised
like I was and his balls looked like they hadnt dropped yet. His penis
wasnt hard but I dont think it was bigger then 4 inches when it was. He
also was void of pubic hair which gave him a very youthful look. "Do you
think I should shave off the hair near my penis?" I asked my son quite
seriously.

"I think you should shave it from your balls and the area behind them but I
like it above your penis."

"Why do you like it above my penis?"

"It tickles my nose."

I laughed about this and stopped to think about the situation we were just
a father and son having an every day conversation. Except that my son was
sitting on my naked lap and with my hand on his penis and we were
discussing the way my hair tickles his nose when he gives me head. What a
life I lead.