Date: Fri, 29 Jan 2016 23:11:38 -0500
From: Milford Slabaugh <tommyhawk1@aol.com>
Subject: Daddy's Boy Toy

                         DADDY'S BOY TOY
                      By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
                   WWW.TOMMYHAWKSROGUEMOON.COM

[Note: This story involves a man and his underaged son having a sexual
encounter. As always, my stories are fantasies with no basis in reality
either intended or implied, I personally have a clearly defined border
between fantasy and reality in my own life and can enjoy these sort of
stories with no desire to go out and emulate them in my own life. But if
stories of this sort offend you, please, spare yourself and read no
further. I write a wide variety of stories (it's what lets me stay so
prolific) so check back next week for a story of mine that may not go too
far for you.]

     I was as excited as if it were Christmas Day and the box Daddy was
opening was for me instead of him. "What is it, Daddy, what is it?"
     "Something I ordered." Daddy said.
     "Oh, Lord, is it here already?" Mom moaned.
     "Now, Elaine, we talked about this." Daddy said.
     "What is it, what is it?" I demanded.
     "It's a toy for Daddy." Daddy explained.
     "Can I play with it?" I asked.
     "It's something for me." Daddy had the box nearly opened. It was such
a big box, as big as me, it had to be the coolest thing ever!
     "But I can play with it when you're done, can't I?"
     "Sure you can, honey." Mom cooed.
     "I don't know about that...." Daddy started.
     "Oh, come on!" Mom said. "You're going to use that thing, what, two
hours a day during the week? No reason Tony can't play with it before you
get home, is there?"
     Daddy put a big ham of a hand behind his head in perplexity. I liked
it when he did that, because when he did, it was like every muscle he had
showed up. His big melon-sized arms, his broad shoulders, his huge chest,
his slim waist decorated with bumps of muscle all the way down, in two rows
like stacks of balls. His face, too, was so neat and regular, he looked
just like a superhero in a comic book except Daddy never wore anything but
his work clothes or, like now, a tank-top t-shirt and some old jeans that
were to old and worn to his body that they fit him like blue spray
paint. And, like I said, when he was figuring something out, he'd put his
hand behind his head, kind of lean his upper body back and thrust out his
pelvis so that every muscle he had showed up.
     "I'll think about it." He came out with. "Have to see how much it can
handle before we turn a boy loose on it."
     And with that, Daddy got the box open, and it sat up and looked at me,
smiled.
     "It's another boy!" I gushed.
     "It's a robot." Mom clarified.
     Now that Mom said that, it was obvious. It looked like a real boy the
same way those dolls that girls buy to dress up, or the ones based on real
people, it looked like a bigger version of that. Its hair was the same
color as mine, I saw, and the face looked a bit like mine. The skin, too,
was nearly the same as mine. The clothes it was wearing (a red and white
shirt, and blue pants) were a lot like mine. I could pretend that this was
a brother of mine, real easy.
     The robot looked at Daddy, who said, "Edex, my name is Mark and I am
your owner."
     "And my name is Tony." I quickly put in. "Can I play with him when
you're not here, Daddy, huh, Daddy, huh?"
     "I said I'd think about it." Daddy went on.
     "We'll talk about it." Mom said. "For now, you come with me and we'll
get dinner started. It'll be ready in about half an hour." She looked at
Daddy. "Will that be long enough?"
     "It should be." Daddy said. "Come along, Edex." And while I went into
the kitchen with Mom, Edex went upstairs with Daddy.
     I got home the next day to find Edex waiting for me, Mom had talked
Daddy into letting me play with him until he got home. I played games with
Edex and it was a lot of fun, he could make a game fun while always letting
me win (and don't think that spoiled the game for me for a moment, I didn't
care how I win!), and I was having a great time until Dad pulled up in the
car. He took Edex immediately upstairs and didn't come down until Mom
called him for dinner. Then he went right back upstairs after and stayed
there. And it went that way all week long. I didn't see Daddy enough to
matter; he was spending all his time at home with Edex.
     By Friday, I was getting a little annoyed with this, I mean, Daddy
liked Edex better than he did me! Edex was lots of fun, but still, he was
taking my Daddy from me. I had asked Edex more than once what he did with
Daddy up there in Daddy's bedroom (he and Mom had started sleeping in
separate bedrooms nearly a year ago), but he always told me Daddy had told
him never to say anything to anyone about that. That just made me even more
curious.
     I got the idea of waiting until almost exactly six thirty (when Daddy
would get home each day) to suggest a game of hide-and-seek. The rule was
anywhere inside the house except for Daddy's bedroom. Then I promptly went
and hid in Daddy's bedroom. His closet was big and had a lot of dirty
clothes inside for me to hide behind. I closed the door to be safe.
     Edex finished counting up to a hundred, and he'd started looking for
me when Daddy got home. And as I'd hoped, he took Edex upstairs without
trying to find where I was. I peeked out the closet door carefully as they
came in, because I was going to see just that Edex did with Daddy to make
him forget I was even in the house!
     But Daddy's first words were a surprise. He said, "Come over here,
Tony, and give your Daddy a great big kiss!"
     I thought he'd seen me in the closet and was about to speak up when
Edex said, "Okay, Daddy, sure!" Edex's voice sounded different, somehow
familiar, but not anybody I knew.
     "Yeah, baby, get up here in Daddy's lap, he's got a nice big present
for you." Daddy was pretending Edex was me! Treating him like he was
supposed to be treating me! What had I done wrong to make him want to
replace me like this!
     And Edex crawled up into my Daddy's lap like Daddy wouldn't let me do
anymore. He kept saying I was too big and too heavy but he let Edex sit in
his lap and Edex was every bit as heavy as I was. And then I watched Daddy
put his arms around Edex and Edex lifted his face to my Daddy who gave him
the biggest, longest kiss ever!
     Man, I was so mad, I could spit! I didn't dare reveal myself, though,
so I sat there and watched as Daddy's hands roamed over Edex's body, slowly
undressing him until Edex sat naked in Daddy's lap. Daddy was still kissing
on him and Edex had his head thrown back and was moaning softly, and I knew
that if that were me on Daddy's lap, that would feel so, so good, to have
him kissing my neck and shoulder like Daddy was doing on Edex.
     And Daddy's hand reached down and began to play with Edex's
wiener. I'd discovered some days before that he was just like a little boy,
just like me, all over his body. Edex moaned even more in Daddy's arms, and
Daddy kissed him on his lips and Edex shook really hard like he was feeling
the way I'd felt with my friend in bed about three months ago. I knew that
Edex had all that pleasure from my Daddy and I got so jealous and angry at
this, I had to bite my fist to keep from crying out at that.
     Daddy said to Edex, "Did you like that, Tony? Did you like how Daddy
played with your dick?"
     "Oh, yeah, Daddy, that was super!" Edex said, and that's when I
recognized the voice. Edex was using my voice! Mine!
     "Then how about giving your Daddy a good time?" Daddy asked.
     "Sure, Daddy!"
     I had tried playing with Daddy's buttons on his shirt, undoing them,
and Daddy had snatched my hand away so hard, it had hurt. But he was
letting Edex unfasten his shirt and expose his broad chest with its hairs,
and then he began to rub his fingers through my Daddy's chest hairs just
like I'd wanted to do that time when he'd hurt my hand yanking it away from
him. Why had he been so upset at my touch, but so enjoying Edex's? My Daddy
was moaning from Edex's touch. "Oh, baby, that feels so good!" he said.
     Edex lifted Daddy's shirt off his shoulders and tossed it aside, and
then he worked on Daddy's pants. Daddy had kicked off his shoes somehow, I
hadn't seen that, but he lifted his legs up so Edex could pull off his
pants and I saw only the socks still on, gray things with red toes.
     And then Edex pulled off the socks, and that left Daddy wearing only
his jockstrap. Daddy stood up and I started murmuring, "No, no, Daddy,
don't let him take off your jockstrap, too! I want to do that, I do!"
     But Edex again got to do what I'd always wanted to do. He put his
hands on my Daddy's waist, caught hold of the jockstrap, and slid it down
off of his body.
     And Daddy hitched up at his cock which was stiffening up and said,
"You're a really good boy, Tony, the best boy ever. Would you like to suck
on my cock for me? Only a really good boy can suck on my dick, but you're a
good boy, Tony!"
     I couldn't take it any more! I was Daddy's good boy, not this, this,
this robot! I burst out of the closet and I yelped, "I'm the good boy,
Daddy! I'm the good boy!"
     Daddy was shocked, he put both hands over his cock and said, "Tony,
son! What are you doing in here?"
     I walked over. "I'm a good boy, Daddy, aren't I?"
     "Uh, sure, son, you're a good boy, sure!" Daddy nattered.
     "That's not me over there, that's Edex! And Edex isn't a good boy,
he's just a robot!"
     "Yes, son, Edex is just a robot, you're a good boy!"
     "So I should be the one who gets to suck your cock!" I said, looking
right at Daddy's crotch.
     Daddy gasped in surprise, then his hands fell away, he didn't remove
them, it was like he didn't remember to keep them where they were. I didn't
care, I grabbed hold of Daddy's cock and said, "Now, Daddy, how do I suck
your cock?"
     "I can show you." Edex said, and in his own voice.
     "You don't have to do this, son." Daddy said quickly. "That's why I
got Edex, to do the things with him that I wanted to do with you, but
can't."
     "But you can, Daddy!" I said. "Please, I want to, can't I do it for
you?"
     Daddy moaned, "Oh, God, I shouldn't do this! It's why I got Edex!" But
Daddy was sitting back down on the bed, lying back. "I shouldn't do this, I
shouldn't." He kept moaning.
     I said to Edex, "Show me how to do this."
     And Edex and I got up on the bed, one on either side of Daddy, our
faces at his cock. Daddy's cock was so much bigger than mine, it was about
nine inches long, nice and fat, and it almost throbbed as we two
near-identical boys put our faces up close to it.
     "First, you need to lick like this." Edex showed me how he licked at
Daddy's cock. He let go and said, "That gets it all slippery for you."
     "Like this?" I asked and I began to lick at Daddy. Daddy had moaned a
little for Edex, but when he felt my tongue on his cock, he groaned even
louder, and his cock jerked, a dribble of clear fluid leaked out of the
slit.
     "What's that?" I asked Edex. "Is Daddy peeing?"
     "That's precome. It's not pee. It's a little bit of the stuff that
he's going to shoot out when you suck on his cock. Taste it, see what it's
like."
     "Oh, God!" Daddy rumbled. "Yeah, lick that precome off my dick! Get a
good taste of what you'll get when you suck me right!"
     I took that rivulet of precome off with one long lick up Daddy's cock
from the base to the tip and it was salty, warm, rich-tasting and a bit
sweet. I licked my lips to get the last dregs of it off my mouth and I
said, "Hey, Daddy, that tastes good!"
     "Let's both lick his cock and get him all slicked up now." Edex
judged. "He's awfully close to coming already."
     So Edex and I both started licking Daddy's cock, me on one side and
him on the other.
     "Now watch what I do." Edex said and I watched while Edex put his
mouth over the top of Dad's dong and slid down the shaft about halfway down
and as he did, Daddy shuddered and moaned.
     Edex lifted back up and Daddy moaned again and Edex said, "You see
what I did? You slide your mouth down then lift up and hold on tighter as
you do. It's the same as when you use your hand, only you're using your
mouth. Use your lips and tongue but keep your teeth out of the way, you
don't want to scrape it."
     I said, "Let me try it." And I got my mouth on Daddy's cock and Daddy
groaned so loud, it shook his entire body.
     "Oh, God, Tony, I've dreamed about you doing this, you sucking my
dick, baby, oh, God, yeah, suck on it, I'm so fucking close, I'll come in
no time, baby, come on, suck on me, suck it good, suck it good!"
     And I moved up and down and Edex's hand on my head helped guide me as
I concentrated on sucking my Daddy's cock. Daddy was groaning and his cock
leaked out more of that salty stuff for me to taste. I loved how it tasted,
I wanted to just suck so much out of Daddy that I could swim in the stuff!
     "Oh, God, I'm coming, Tony, I'm coming, here it comes, baby, here it
comes!" And Daddy let out a loud groan, almost a shout, and as he did, my
mouth suddenly filled full of hot salty jizz. I hadn't expected this much
at once, despite my wishes to have lots of it, now that I did, I couldn't
handle it, I coughed and choked and Daddy's jizz went into my nose and I
snorted, and it spurted out like so much hot salty snot, and more of it
dribbled out of my mouth, I swallowed as much as I could but there was no
much more, it was running off my chin and dripping onto Daddy's leg, and
Daddy was moaning, "Oh, God, oh, God, my son, my boy, my own baby boy, oh,
God, Tony, oh, oh, ohhhhh!"
     Finally, it was over, and I gulped hard, getting the last of the come
in my mouth down, and then I wiped at my face and looked at a palm full of
spunk.
     "Lick it off." Edex advised.
     So I licked it and Daddy watched me licking his come and he moaned,
"Oh, God, baby, I dreamed about this, I dreamed about it."
     Edex lifted the jizz that had dripped onto Daddy's leg up on one
finger and fed it to me and I smacked my lips and said, "That was good,
Daddy! I like the way your come tastes, it's better than ice cream!"
     "I know, I love you, Tony, I love you so fucking much!" Daddy moaned.
     I was confused. "So why did you get Edex?" I asked. "Why were you
calling him me?"
     "I was a substitute for you." Edex explained. "Your father came in and
ordered a robot as much like you as they could create."
     "But why?"
     "Because I couldn't make you have sex with me." Daddy explained. "I
didn't want to make you do anything you didn't want to do, and I didn't
think you'd want to do it. It was driving me crazy, son, I couldn't think
of anything else, couldn't dream of anything else. I was afraid I might go
in one night and try to force you to do something, and I couldn't do that
to you."
     "But I don't mind, Daddy!" I said. "This was great!"
     Daddy smiled, kind of tiredly. "Yeah, it's great! Better than anything
I could have imagined. But I got Edex so I could pretend he was you and you
never had to know."
     "Well, I know now." I smiled down at Daddy. "And you and I can do this
anytime you want to."
     "Long as we don't tell your mother, that is." Daddy qualified.
     "I won't tell her."
     "Of course, that's not all your father and I were doing in here." Edex
explained. "Maybe later, he can show you the rest of things he and I was
doing."
     "And you can have Edex as your playmate all the time." Daddy said.
     "But Edex is your toy, Daddy." I protested.
     "I don't need him anymore." Daddy said. "Long as I have you."
     "So that makes me your toy." I said and I kissed my Daddy.
     "It sure does." Daddy agreed, and kissed me again. And he kissed me as
long and hard as he had Edex earlier. "My boy toy son."
     My Daddy's boy toy. I was going to like being that.
                             THE END
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