Date: Tue, 4 Jan 2005 05:58:37 -0800 (PST)
From: Dwight Higgins <dwight_higgins2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Daddy's Boy Jason

The following is a complete work of fiction involving a young father and
his son.  If this type of thing is offensive to you, then don't read
it.  For anyone else, I hope you enjoy a little piece of my fantasy
world.

                          Daddy's Boy Jason

"I know I shouldn't.  I know I shouldn't.  I know I shouldn't."

Sheldon stood at the doorway of his son's bedroom.  The faint light from
the night-light illuminated his naked body with subtle soft lighting.
The blonde hairs covering his large thirty two year old frame captured
the light and illuminated him like a halo.  At six foot four inches tall,
Sheldon was an impressive figure.  His broad chest and rugged shoulders
nearly filled the doorframe.  His perfectly chiseled features were caught
in shadows over his face, giving him a sharp appearance.  His mat of
short blonde hair looked unkempt, as though tousled like a small child's
would be.  His arms and legs were strongly muscled and veiny.

Sheldon had just gotten out of the shower.  It was very late at night,
and he was walking back to his room to get into bed.  As he passed his
son's bedroom, he looked in and saw Jason sprawled on his back.  Jason
was twelve years old, and other than his much smaller and slight frame,
he was the spitting image of his father.  He was about four foot five
inches tall.  He wasn't nearly as muscled as his father, but that was
because he was more of a bookworm than the active sports type that
Sheldon had always been.  Jason was very smart.

In the glow from the night-light, Sheldon could make out his son's body
from the bedroom door.  And he noticed something he'd never seen
before.  Jason was sporting a boner.  Deeply asleep and uncovered by
blankets because of the unyielding summer heat, his boy pecker stuck
through the fly opening in his boxer shorts, pointing directly up toward
the ceiling.  It was an uncircumcised piece of male youth beauty.  About
four inches long, and only as big around as a c size battery, it wasn't
anything overtly impressive, but it was perfectly shaped.  The helmet
shaped head sat atop the perfectly straight shaft.  The tip of his cock
was pointed directly at the ceiling, the foreskin fully retracted down
the shaft.  A small drop of precum sat at the very top, covering the
small slit at the end of his dick.  It was pulsing every second or so
with Jason's heartbeat.

Sheldon was shocked at first, and immediately turned away, but realized
he wanted to check out his son's penis very much.  Some need inside of
him called out, needing to be fulfilled.  Sheldon turned back to his
son's room, and stood at the doorway, his mind racing with lewd
thoughts.  If he could just come up with some excuse for touching Jason's
cock, in case Jason woke up while he was doing so.

"I could tell him I'm checking on him to make sure everything's all
right," he thought to himself, but realized that Jason was too smart for
that.  There really wasn't anything he could tell Jason, other than the
truth.  Jason would be able to tell if Sheldon lied to him.  If Jason
woke up, Sheldon would have to tell him that he was checking out his
penis.

The mere thought of it had started a reaction in Sheldon's own body.  His
heavy adult cock stirred from it's resting position.  It began to
quickly inflate, as his large nut sack drew upward close to his body.  As
his dick reached it's full height of seven and a half inches long and
five inches around, it pointed upward at a forty-five degree angle from
Sheldon's abdomen.

"I know I shouldn't.  I know I shouldn't.  I know I shouldn't."  The
thought ran through Sheldon's mind like a broken record.  Standing
there, watching his son's cock throbbing and pulsing in place that way,
sticking out from the open fly of his Spongebob Squarepants boxer shorts,
Sheldon's own cock began to leak.  Sheldon had always been a prolific
leaker.  When he got hard, his cock started to leak, and didn't stop
until he shot his load.  He probably produced more precum prior to
ejaculation than the amount of sperm he shot while cumming.  The first
large drop began to pull away from the tip of his rock hard cock,
creating a long strand of juice dropping down toward the floor.  The
silvery strand of thick juice broke, and his precum dropped to the floor
between his two large feet.  A few moments later a second drop joined the
first, and within the next five minutes, Sheldon had produced a small
puddle on the floor.

Sheldon stood transfixed by his son's manhood.  He waited for it to
subside, but it continued to stand there, hard as a beam.  Jason's first
drop of precum slowly rolled down the head of his dick, making it's way
slowly down the shaft and disappeared into the folds of his boxers, to
the small patch of light hair that had started to grow there.  Sheldon
wanted so badly to put his finger to the tip of Jason's dick.  To scoop
up his son's juices and taste them.  Instead he reached down to his own
throbbing cock, and grabbed some of his own juice and brought his fingers
to his mouth.  He sucked his fingers greedily, imagining what his son's
would taste like.  Would it taste the same as his own?  He simply had to
know.

He stepped into Jason's room and went right up to the side of the bed.
Closer now, Sheldon could see that Jason had inherited his father's
trait of making precum.  There was a small dark stain on his underwear
where the precum had pooled and soaked into the fabric.  Without
hesitating, Sheldon ran the tip of his index finger over the piss slit of
Jason's cock, smearing it with his son's juices.  Jason made a small
sleepy sound, and ever so slightly raised his hips for a moment before
falling back into silence.

Sheldon brought his fingers to his lips and tasted his son's juice for
the first time.  It was salty like his own, but much sweeter, and not as
thick.  He wanted more.

Sheldon got down on his knees and leaned over Jason's sleeping body.
Very gently, and taking great care to not awaken his son, Sheldon pursed
his lips, and brought them down on the very tip of Jason's cock.  He
didn't dare take his son's dick into his mouth, for fear that it would
certainly wake the boy up, but he covered the end of Jason's penis
completely, encircling the piss slit at the tip.  Jason moaned a bit, and
Sheldon tensed, ready to bolt from the room if Jason showed any sign of
awakening.  But the boy continued to sleep.

Within moments, Jason began to produce copious amounts of boy pre-jizz.
Sheldon licked at his son's piss slit, greedily lapping up every drop
that came out.  No longer thinking about waking his son, he brought his
hand up and began to slowly and lightly massage his boy's balls through
the thin fabric of the boxers, squeezing them slightly to get as much
juice out of them as he could.

Completely preoccupied with what he was doing, Sheldon didn't notice
Jason's eyes open.  Jason saw his father, his lips covering the tip of
his own cock.  He smiled a bit.  He knew his dad was gay, and he'd been
having those feelings too.  It had only been in the last two months that
he'd learned how to jerk off, and he already found himself fantasizing
about all of his guy friends while doing so.  He'd read a lot about
homosexuality.  He was probably better versed in it than his own father.
And Jason was clever.

He'd heard his dad start the shower earlier.  He threw off the sheet
that was covering him and began stroking his dick.  It didn't take long
for his young body to respond, and in moments he was rock hard.  He
continued to tease his cock until he heard the bathroom door open.  Jason
knew his dad walked from his bedroom to the bathroom and back again in
the nude.  So he opened his door all the way and pulled his cock through
the fly opening of his shorts and lay there, waiting to see if his father
would do anything.

Jason wanted very much to touch his father's dick.  He couldn't tell
any of his friends about his feelings.  They would all have ostracized
him.  Young teenaged boys just don't have the capacity to understand
another's homosexual thoughts.  They would have just teased him, called
him faggot, and beaten on him.  Maybe one day he could open up to his
friends, but for now he was alone.  There was no one he could tell.  No
one he could experiment with.  But he'd witnessed how his dad's eyes
lingered over his body when they were at the pool together.  He'd caught
his dad checking out his butt on a few occasions.  He planned on his
father not being able to resist his erection if presented it, and he was
right.  He was a clever boy indeed.

He turned his head to the side to check out his dad's big cock.  He
watched as it pulsed a couple of times, producing a droplet of precum
each time, and dripping down to the floor beside his bed.  Ready to let
his dad in on his rouse, Jason looked down at his father.

"You're making quite a mess on my floor," Jason said, and Sheldon flew
upward, taking a big step toward the bedroom door before registering what
Jason had said.  He looked back and saw a small puddle of his juice on
the floor beside Jason's bed.  Then he notice Jason, sitting up in bed,
and stroking his still rock hard cock in full sight of his father.
Without breaking eye contact, Jason reached down to the puddle of precum
his father had made on the floor and scooped some up on the end of his
finger.  He brought it to his lips where he rubbed it in like lip gloss,
then ran his tongue over his lips.

"Mmmm," he said.  "Tastes just like mine, but a little saltier."

Sheldon stammered for a moment.  "You knew I was..."

"Yeah, dad.  It's okay.  I mean, if it's okay with you."

Without needing any more encouragement, Sheldon came back to the bed and
in one swift motion he dove toward his boy's crotch and engulfed his
son's small prick in his mouth.  Jason moaned loudly, and fell back on
the bed.

"Dad, turn around so I can play with your dick too," Jason panted.
Sheldon twisted his body without losing contact with his son's cock, not
wanting to waste another drop of Jason's precious liquid.

Jason came face to face with his father's sizeable dick, the piss slit
at the end of it slightly opened, the mass of his cockhead was so
engorged with blood that it was nearly hard enough to cut diamonds.
About every five seconds a new drop of clear fluid would appear, stretch
out to a long strand, then break, and a drop of liquid would fall away,
to be replaced shortly by another.  Jason laid his head back and opened
his mouth, not taking his dad's boner into his mouth, but just relishing
the drops of juice as they fell away from Sheldon's piss slit and
directly onto Jason's tongue.

Sheldon ran his tongue all over his boy's cock, relishing the taste of
his young son's virgin pole.  Jason didn't leak as much as he did, but
he still produced quite an amount of precum for a 12 year old.  Sheldon
watched as it accumulated at the top of Jason's cock, then when enough
had formed to start to roll down the side of Jason's cockhead, Sheldon
would lean in and lick it up.  Jason would buck his hips every time his
dad did this.  It didn't take long for Jason's virgin body to reach the
pinnacle of sexual satisfaction.

Jason craned his neck up and took the head of his dad's cock into his
mouth.  He felt his dad go down on his own cock, and just as Sheldon's
lips reached the hairy base of Jason's young boy cock, Jason started to
shoot.  Sheldon sucked his boy's cock, creating a powerful suction and
reveling in every shot that flew from his boy's dick in ropes of creamy,
fresh, young cum.  At the first taste of his son's cream, Sheldon let
loose with his own torrent of sperm.  It came out in a rush, the orgasm
so powerful that Sheldon could barely manage to remain on his hands and
knees without collapsing onto his boy and crushing him.

Jason loved it.  He covered his dad's fat grown-up cockhead with his
young boy lips, and ran his tongue over his dad's piss slit as the cum
poured out of it.  Every drop of it rolled over Jason's tongue, and he
savored it.  He drank from his daddy's cock, sucking and licking the
piss slit as the same juice that had made Jason poured out.  He drank,
like a baby drinks from it's mother's breast, sucking and slurping at
the head of Sheldon's cock, sucking down every last drop that spewed
forth from the tip of his daddy's dick until it was dry.

The two of them sat up in bed and embraced.  A new day had dawned, and a
new relationship was about to begin.

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