Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2007 23:29:37 -0600
From: Xavier L <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Body Glove

Body Glove
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
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My 12-year-old son Kai and I headed to my parents' California beach house.
It had been a couple of years since his mother, AKA fucking-bitch-whore,
left us, and we were just now really mending.  We needed this vacation in
the worst way.

My mother is the type of person who keeps almost an entire basement of
clothes and toys for her grandchildren.  Whether they fit, are useful, or
not.  Kai had been dying to go surfing, so on our 2nd day there, we fished
out his old wetsuit.  I think he head to empty his lungs to even get the
damn thing zipped up, but alas it did, and he was ready to go for it.
Waddling though he was.  I watched him from the beach, sometimes closing my
eyes when I thought a wave was going to pound him into the sand.  He was
having a blast.  Mom headed into town for some things, so it was just me
and him.

When he was finally done, he came to the house a bit gingerly, his platinum
blonde hair matted to his pale skin, and his deep blue eyes shining bright.
"Dad, I can't breathe."

Chuckling I replied "I wondered about that."

"I need out, and I can't unzip this."

Jerking my head toward the house, I instructed him to come inside.  We
headed to the room we were sharing.  For some reason I caught myself taking
notice of the curves of his thin body.  I distracted myself by working the
zipper, which was most stubborn.  When I finally got it down to the small
of his back, his creamy white skin a stark contrast from the black suit, I
noticed the top of his crack.  His hand tried snaking around to grab the
zipper, but the tight suit wasn't going to allow that.  I lowered the
zipper more and discovered he wasn't wearing underwear.  In hindsight I
admit I had felt a stir in my groin, but I solidly ignored it.

I helped his arms out of the sleeves, and then I had to yank the suit down
off his ass and help him get it down his legs.  He promptly stepped out of
it.  I was kneeling at this point, and found myself gazing at his naked
backside.  His skin looked so inviting, so I reached out and began rubbing
his back.  The touch of the cold, damp skin sent chills through me, and
soon I found my hands gliding down his hips and outer thighs.  I stood up
and slid my hands back up his legs, swallowed hard, and then moved my hands
to his chest.  With my body pressed against his back, I rubbed his chest.
Feeling SOME explanation was required, I volunteered "This will help warm
you up."

When he said nothing, I continued.  I became conscious of his ass pressing
against my pelvis as my hands lowered down his abs.  I became slightly
light-headed, and I'm quite sure my cock was now twitching.  I prayed he
wouldn't notice.  There was no way I could force myself to stop, however.
Taking another swallow, my hands moved even lower so that they briefly
rubbed against his dick before moving back up.  I was too nervous to notice
if it was soft or growing.

I knelt down again and began rubbing his legs.  As my hand moved between
his thighs, he adjusted into a tripod position so I could rub his thighs.
I couldn't get my mind off his cock, so naturally my hand ended up
"accidentally" brushing against his dick and balls.  When he didn't react
much, I became emboldened.  With my left hand in front, I began massaging
his dick.  Reaching between his legs my right hand, I started working his
hairless sac.  As his cock began to swell, I felt his hand touch mine.  Was
he going to try to stop me?  With my face resting against his bare back, I
said softly "It's OK," my warm breathing beating against his skin.

I continued stroking him until he was hard, and then I turned him around by
guiding his hips with my hands.  His hard cock stared at me.  I let my eyes
wander up his body until our eyes met.  I briefly remembered the time when
I was about his age when my buddy Rick and I blew each other after getting
tipsy off of Dad's whisky.  I had never thought about sucking dick again
after that.  Until now.

I looked into those azure eyes, said "I love you," as if that was going to
make everything all right, and then I lowered my hot mouth onto his cock.
The velvety shaft slid easily past my lips, and my tongue caressed my son's
dick.  He sucked in his breath sharply, and his body shivered as he entered
me.  My whole body tingled as I slid his young flesh in my mouth.  I was
immediately intoxicated and grabbed his ass cheeks as I began giving him
his first blowjob.

After I had sucked on him momentarily, I released him and told him to lay
down.  He got onto our double bed, and I spread his pale thighs apart.  I
crawled between them until our lips were aligned, and then I kissed him
tentatively on the lips.  He kissed me back, and I thrust my tongue into
his moist mouth.  Our bodies pressed together as we kissed passionately.
When I stopped kissing him, I said "I love you," again, and then began
sucking on his neck before I kissed my way down his young body until I
found his rod as returned it to my mouth.

Again I blew him until the urge to be naked as well could not be resisted.
I moved off of him and quickly stripped out of all my clothes.  I stretched
out over his body and kissed him deeply once more.  As we kissed, our cocks
slid against each other, our bodies intertwining.  I stopped our kiss and
looked up to see what time it was.  We still had plenty.  I then took note
of some lotion behind the clock.  I grabbed it, squirted a good amount into
my palm and then coated both our dicks with it.  We then ground our cocks
together, and I thrilled in this new sensation.  As we . . . humped?, the
image of his small, tight ass kept playing before my mind.  I was brought
back, however, by his rapid breathing and urgent movements.  He was about
to cum!

I debated for a brief second, and decided I didn't want to waste any of his
jizz.  If he had any.  So I stopped, grabbed a piece of clothing and wiped
off his dick.  Then I was back between his legs, and his cock was sliding
in my mouth.  I could feel his orgasm building, and it did something to me.
I couldn't get enough of his meat.  I was sucking on him furiously, a free
hand rubbing his nut sac which was pulled tightly against his body.  A few
moments later, I could him pumping his fluid into my mouth.  There was a
hint of saltiness, but that was it. I continued sucking until the flavor
disappeared.

As I moved up alongside him anew, I asked "Did you like that?"

He nodded his head vigorously, his cheeks flushed.  I rolled on top of him,
supporting my weight by my elbows and started rubbing my cock against him.
Then I had an idea and had him put his legs together, crossing them at the
ankles.  I could then insert my dick between his thighs and fuck his legs.
It felt quite good, but again that ass was in my mind.

"Turn over Kai.  I want to see if it feels different with you on your
stomach," I said.

He did as I asked, and I gazed adoringly at his perfect butt.  I spread his
cheeks apart and stared at his puckered hole.  I then placed my dick
between his cheeks, pushed them together and moved back and forth.  I could
only imagine what it would feel like with my meat shoved deep inside of
him.

Needing a quicker release now, I stretched out again, stuck my cock between
his thighs so my cock was against his sac, and I continued fucking his
legs.  I could feel those luscious mounds against me, and I made up my mind
that somehow I was going to get into that tight, cherry ass.  Soon after
that my jizz was spreading out beneath him.

When my orgasm was complete, I got up.  I spread his cheeks one more time
and memorized how that tempting hole looked.  Unable to control myself, I
repositioned so that my face was now between his cheeks, and next I found
my tongue probing his ass.  He was moaning like crazy and squirming wildly
as my tongue explored his hole.

I finally stopped and lay down next to him, pulling his warmed body to me.
Our moment of joy was interrupted by the sound of the garage door opening,
however.  "Tonight," I whispered softly into his ear before kissing him
softly on the cheek and then jumping out of bed to get dressed.  He
followed my lead, and I grabbed a wet washcloth from our bathroom and
cleaned up my spilled seed from the blanket, strategically placing a
bunched towel over the telltale damp spot.

The rest of the day was pure torture.  Especially since he would
occasionally catch me staring at him and then give me a crooked,
conspiratorial smile.  Bedtime couldn't come soon enough.  As soon as we
got into the room, I locked the door, and then roughly started yanking his
clothes off.  He tried to do the same to me, but my arms kept getting in
the way.  By the time we were both naked and in bed, our cocks were rock
hard.  We kissed as our fingers explored each other's dicks, and then I got
up and turned around so my head could go to his crotch.

Immediately I took his dick into my mouth and greedily devoured his cock.
I felt him moving around, but I didn't care as long as his boy flesh was in
my mouth.  That is until I felt my own dick engulfed by moist warmth.  I
stopped sucking on my little boy to confirm, and yes, he was indeed sucking
on his father's cock!  I moved down and lowered myself so I was on my side.
He moved his body down as well so we were in a 69 position, and we
continued to suck each other.  I couldn't believe it!  I could imagine his
small ruby lips wrapped around my thick dick as it slid back and forth in
his mouth.

I grabbed onto him and rolled onto my back.  He straddled my face as I blew
him.  I spread his cheeks apart and probed his forbidden entrance with my
finger.  He pushed more tightly against me.  I released his cock so I could
get my fingers good and wet, and then I reinserted it just as my index
finger was greeting his hole.  I pushed the tip of it in, and even with his
mouth full of my hard meat, I could hear him moaning.

With my free hand, I reached down and pushed his head so more of my cock
entered.  I heard him choke a bit, but he kept working at it.  Meanwhile I
had slid my whole finger in.  His ass gripped me like a vise.  I slowly
finger fucked him until he relaxed.  Then I slowly added my middle finger.
It seemed to take forever before both of my fingers had earned passage.

At this point his head was flying up and down on my cock.  I could thrust
up with my hips and shove his head down with my hand, and even the gagging
didn't stop him.  I removed my fingers, briefly sucked on my ring finger,
and then reinserted the first two fingers along with the tip of the new
one.  As soon as I had worked them so that all three fingers were fucking
his ass, I tasted his cum enter me once again.

His head rested on my leg, his hot breath teasing my damp cock, as his body
shook from his orgasm.  I kept my fingers in him but motionless.  Except
for occasionally pushing them in a little more.

He had now moved his pelvis off of me, but my fingers remained in their
cozy nest while he continued sucking on his old man's meat.  I continued to
guide him with a hand, and when it was time to blow, I held his head in
place while he choked, coughed, and swallowed what he could.

When I was done coming, I withdrew my fingers from his ass.  I moved around
so we were laying in the same direction.  He cuddled up to me, his head on
my shoulder, his soft cock against my hot skin.  I kissed his forehead
softly and watched his head move so that his lips were against mine and
then felt his tongue probing my mouth.  We kissed for a moment before we
settled against each other and let sleep take us.


I awoke in the morning with my cock pressed against Kai's ass as we ended
up in a spooning position.  I removed the sheet and ran my hand up and down
his toned body.  I spotted his morning wood and started lightly stroking it
until he stirred.  "Good morning," I whispered in his ear.

"Mmmhmmm," he replied, nuzzling against me even more.

My cock twitched as if to say "What the fuck are you waiting for?!"  I
couldn't agree more, so I grabbed more lotion and coated my dick with it.
As my cock moved between his cheeks, he woke up more.

"Watcha doing?"

I paused.  How to explain?  "Daddy needs to be inside you.  I want to
become part of you, son."  And with that, and without waiting for any
approval, I guided my cock into his hole.  He immediately went rigid, and I
couldn't enter him more.  "Shhhhh.  It's OK sweetie.  Just relax.  I love
you.  So badly I want us to be one," I said sappily.

The death grip held.  "Please baby.  Let me be inside of you.  Let me love
you in this special way."  As I said this I returned to stroking his dick.
"Come on Kai.  Let Daddy in.  Please."

I felt the grip loosen after a moment.

"That's right, baby. Relax."

When he was less rigid, I continued feeding him my cock.  As his tight hole
encircled my rod, I was swept away by the incredible sensation.  "Feel us
becoming one!" I said softly.  "No one can love you like I do right now," I
added.  Where all this stuff was coming from I had no idea, but I had the
sense it was genuine.  And when my dick finally came to rest deep inside
him, my pubes pushed against his ass, I knew there could be no other in my
life.  And I heard myself say "Oh gawd I love you Kai! I'm glad your mother
ran away!"

"You are?" came his suddenly tiny voice.

"Yes!" I said, trying to push even deeper into him.  "Now I don't have to
share you."

There was silence as we lay still before he asked "So you aren't going to
marry again?"

I said it without thinking.  There wasn't even a second of delay! "Hell no!
You're mine, and I'm yours.  Heart and soul.  Who could I love more than
you?" I began slowly fucking him now.  "You're my son.  My lover.  My
life."  As his hand found mine, which was wrapped around his cock, I knew I
meant it.  It wasn't just words.  My son was now my wife.  Well, you get
the drift.

As he relaxed I picked up the pace.  He was so damn tight, though, I was
almost there.  And sure enough, a few more forward pumps, and my juice was
emptying into his ass.  I was sad it had ended so quickly, but it was worth
every second.


I apparently had dozed off since the next thing I knew I was in bed alone.
I got dressed and headed downstairs where my parents greeted me.

"Breakfast will be ready soon."

"Smells wonderful Mom.  Where's Kai?"

"He's in the rec room watching TV."

I went after my son and found him sitting on the tan leather couch.  He
grinned at me when he saw me.  "I love you," I said, smiling, as I knelt
between his legs and fished his cock out of his PJ bottoms.


There will be more to this story.