Date: Wed, 17 Feb 2010 02:13:58 +0100 (CET)
From: hellg8angel@web.de
Subject: Daniel's First Erection Part 2 by hellg8angel

Still pure fantasy.


Thanks for all your great comments! Keep 'em cumming, guys!


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Two weeks after the first time I'd touched my small son in a sexual way,
things were finally beginning to settle down. I'd done my fair share of
soul-searching and had come to the conclusion that as long as Daniel felt
good and enjoyed what we were doing, it couldn't be so wrong to help him
out.

After all, sex could be a scary thing, and even painful if done wrong. If I
did it myself, at least I could make sure that my son wouldn't be
traumatized by it. At least, that was what I kept telling myself, whenever
I shuddered in extreme arousal at having my tiny son's cock in my hand.

Daniel himself had no problems at all adjusting to the new situation. He
was as happy as a clam, just as he'd always been, with a few more hard-on's
than there'd been before. It still wasn't a regular thing, but once in a
while, my small son would take my hand and place it on his small bulge,
undulating against me in sexual bliss.

Tonight, I'd finally decided to take the next step, to introduce Daniel to
a new sexual practice. I had him on my lap as I sat in the middle of the
bed. I'd told him a story, something I often did, and my hands roamed over
his small body freely. My son was completely relaxed, breathy sighs
indicating his contentment.

I could feel that he was hard, though I only brushed his bulge lightly from
time to time. I ran my hands up Daniel's smooth back under his pale blue
pajamas, marveling once again at my boy's creamy, unmarked skin. So young,
so perfect, so completely mine...

Reigning in my immediate desire, I stopped my maddening touches and grabbed
his hips. As much as I liked him on my lap like this, there was so much
more to do tonight. I moved him gently, laying him onto the bed, on his
back.

"Keep those legs spread," I commanded gently, my voice low with
arousal. "Now, touch yourself, sweetheart, let me see you pleasure
yourself."

The words didn't seem to sink into Daniel's mind at first. When they did,
his mouth fell open and he stared. "T-touch myself, Daddy? But... last time
you did that... I don't know how..."

"Just do what I did at first, and then go with the flow," I purred,
massively turned on by my small son's complete innocence. "Show me what
feels good, Daniel. Touch your cock and show me what you like."

I climbed off the bed on an impulse standing by the side of the bed, just
watching for now, towering over the small boy. My own cock was so hard it
nearly touched my belly, and the tip glistened with moisture.

Swallowing a few times, Daniel nodded to show he understood. He slowly
undid the buttons on the front of his pajama shirt, his pale fingers
trembling under my watchful eyes. He let the shirt part and bared his fair
chest, but didn't take it off just yet.

I moaned a bit at the sexy sight of my ten-year-old son stripping for
me. He was so sensual, without even realizing...

Without taking his eyes off me, Daniel reached down hesitantly and wrapped
his small fingers around his arousal. As soon as he touched himself his
eyes fell shut and his mouth dropped open.

"T-this feels g-good, Daddy," he moaned prettily, lost in sensation.

My boy stroked his own cock slowly; his fingers fumbled a bit at first, but
as he found the right pace to give himself the utmost pleasure, the young
boy shivered and stroked harder.

I was as hard as he was. I was standing there, just watching, my cock
leaking pre-come and jumping every time Daniel gave a cry of ecstasy. I
moaned softly as I watched my son touch himself like this, with abandon and
totally unselfconscious.

I ached to touch my own cock, but I had other plans for my climax. As
Daniel's hand grew more confident in his strokes, I realized I had to stop
him. I knew the boy wouldn't be able to last much longer and there still
was so much more I wanted to show him.

"Fuck," I gasped, feeling my balls contract in a mini-orgasm as Daniel's
finger played with his small cock-head, making him pant out incoherent
words in his extreme pleasure. "Unh, uh. Uh! G-good! Unh!"

I shuddered, desperately trying to calm myself. If only Daniel knew how
perfectly desirable he was, how intoxicating his innocent seductiveness
was... I wanted to do everything to him, all of it. I would show my son
what perfect ecstasy was.

I stilled his hands, ignoring his small howl of frustration. In quick
movements, I undressed him completely and spread him out before me on the
bed. "Sweetheart, I want to show you more now, teach you things. Do you
want that, huh? Make Daddy happy?"

I moved forward, kneeling on the bed at Daniel's feet. I moved further,
between my son's spread thighs. My hands pushed Daniel's legs apart even
more, giving me complete access to the trembling body below me.

 "Daddy," my gorgeous small son gasped out. "I l-love you. I w-want to d-do
what you w-want. Touch m-me, D-daddy, it aches!" He was trembling.

"I love you too, Daniel," I murmured gently, soothing him. I shifted a bit,
moving my mouth to hover just over my son's tiny hard cock. Then I leaned
in and pressed a light kiss to the tip. My tongue darted out and I licked a
trail up the length of the hard flesh, lingering a bit at the top.

Beneath me, Daniel went rigid at the feeling of my hot mouth on his
innocent cock. "Oh! Unh. Daddy! Uhn," he moaned, moving
restlessly. "What... unh! A-are you doing?"

"I'm loving you, sweetheart," I said seriously. "I'm loving you in the way
that only I can." I lowered my head again, slowly sucking my son's cock
into my mouth like one would a lollipop.

"Ah! Daddy!" I heard as I took it into my mouth deeper and
deeper. "Unh... unh! Ah, uh... i-it f-feels...unh!...h-hot...uh... i-it
burns...ah. Uhn. Unh!"

I grinned around my small mouthful of boy-cock. My son was incoherent from
pleasure. Pleasure I was giving him. The thought aroused me greatly and
made me increase the suction, rubbing his sensitive cock-head with my
tongue.

Daniel squirmed, shoving his hips upwards to meet my mouth. As I looked at
him I could see that he tried not to cry out by pressing his lips together
tightly. I wouldn't let that happen. I pulled free, ignoring his harsh
whimper of protest.

"Sweetheart, don't do that," I admonished gently. "No biting back
anything. I want to hear you, alright? Every moan and every sigh, it's all
important to me."

"Yes, Daddy," he agreed breathily, his small hips quivering in need.

I slid a hand up to Daniel's mouth and rested my fingers against the boy's
mouth. "Open up for me, lick my fingers and get them nice and wet, okay,
sweetheart?"

Pushing down my own need, I waited for him to obey. It was hell not to bury
my aching cock deep within my son's virgin body. That was all I could think
of right now. How tight Daniel would be around me, how hot and tight, and
mind blowing... I groaned in frustrated lust.

For tonight, I'd be content with introducing Daniel to just a finger. But
one day I would have my boy. My son. And I'd fuck him hard and deep and
bury myself in him until the only thing that was left to do was spill my
hot, burning seed as deep inside him as possible...

I shuddered as I felt my fingers being sucked into my son's sweet mouth. He
pulled them inside, licking around the tips in the exact same way I'd done
to his cock moments ago. I grinned at him, even while I shuddered in need,
barely suppressing the urge to bury my cock in his mouth and fuck his
throat instead of his small hole.

Pulling my fingers free of that tempting mouth, I looked up. "I'm going to
slide a finger into you now, sweetheart."

Our eyes locked, and never breaking the contact, I licked my lips and slid
my wet fingers along the as of yet untouched cleft of my small son's ass.

"It might feel strange, but you trust me, don't you? You know that I'd
never hurt you, right?" My slick finger slid between his pale ass-cheeks
and rested against the hidden entrance.

Daniel's breath hitched as he finally realized where my finger was. But,
"Yes, Daddy," he breathed, opening his legs as far as they would go. He
wasn't afraid.

"Oh, sweetheart. You're such a good boy." I rubbed my cheek against
Daniel's erection as my finger grazed the tight ring over and over. I had
to do this just right, to make sure Daniel enjoyed it.

With painstaking slowness I began to push my finger into the tight sheath
of the small son's body, and at the same time I again pulled the head of
Daniel's cock into my mouth.

 "Daddy! Ah. Uh..." gasped Daniel, as his young body was assailed by the
twin sensations. He arched up into me, trying to shove his tiny cock deeper
down my throat, even while he seemed to be a bit freaked out by the strange
feeling of my finger in his ass. "Uh. Please...uhn. Uhn. Ah!"

Taking more of Daniel's rigid erection into my mouth, licking his balls, I
managed to ease my finger in a bit deeper. I couldn't help but moan around
the hardness I was sucking on. My son was even tighter than I had imagined
and my own cock twitched and ached painfully.

"Ah, fu-uck," I groaned as I rubbed myself against the sheets, trying to
get some relieve. My tongue swirled around my son's arousal, stroking it,
as I hollowed out my cheeks and sucked harder.

"Unh!" Daniel cried out. "Y-yeah, unh, Daddy! Ah! Uhn, so, unh...Uh!" He
still moved away from the finger I had up his tight virgin ass but met my
mouths thrusts with vigor.

Daniel grabbed handfuls of the sheets as I proceeded to push my finger in
even farther, up to the second knuckle, unable to stop myself. "Uh, ah!
O-ow... Unh. Daddy, i-it b-burns , uh, ow...ah... p-please, uh. H-hurts,
uh. Ah! Ow..."

It started to hurt him a little bit, but when I moaned around his cock, the
vibrations around his sensitive cock made him let out a startled scream and
forget about the pain. "Ahhhh! Unh!"

He looked down at me from under lowered lashes and saw that my cock was as
hard as his, and the way I was rubbing myself against the bed. His eyes
rolled back as I moved my finger inside him, crooking it slightly, brushing
against his pleasure spot for the first time.

Daniel cried out, his small body arching up, helpless in its childish
sexual need. "Unh! Daddy! Good... uh, huh, unh, ah, ah, yeah... Uhhh! Uh!
Uhhhhngh..."

My fingers were pressing deep into him and then suddenly I intently
massaged the little nub inside him that made Daniel's world explode around
him.

The boy seemed to have no idea what was happening, as one second he was
moving hesitantly against the fingers stretching his body open, and then
the next he was screaming out loud as intense, white-hot passion crashed
down on his slender fame.

"AHHHHH-AH-AH! YES!" He squealed. "Yes, unh, uh, DADDY!!! Uh! Harder! Uh,
p-please!" He suddenly began ramming his ass against my hand hard and fast,
over and over. I stared at him as he fucked himself on my finger, forcing
it deep inside him and over his prostate with every stroke.

"Yes! Uhhh, g-good! T-there...uh, w-what? Uh! AH! Harder! Ye-ah-ah, ah!
W-what is tha-t...?! Daddy?" He babbled, moan after moan following
another. He was panting harshly, almost coming off the bed in trying to get
me to fuck him harder. "UH! YES, AH, D-DADDY! THERE! THERE, ahhhhh, unh!
Harder! Daddy, more.... More! Uh! 's good... uh, so good... UNH! AH! AHHHH!
DAD...UH!"

Moving my finger rapidly over the swollen little gland, I moved my other
hand to Daniel's hip and held it firmly as my mouth plunged down to take
the full length of my son's cock between my lips. I sucked hard while my
finger slipped in and out of the writhing body below me.

That did it. Beneath me Daniel started quivering in extreme pleasure,
almost driven out of his mind by having his prostate milked for the first
time.

"UNGH-AHHHHH! Ah, ah, unh! DADDY, uh, unh! Unh! YESSSSS! THERE! UH! UH,
S-SO, SO GOOD! UNH! Da- Da- UNH! YES! AHHHHHHH, YES!!! DADDYYYYYYY!!!!"
Screaming like a banshee in heat, Daniel strained against me in complete
orgasmic bliss.

I felt the young body tighten around my fingers an instant before Daniel
cried out. The boy's body arched up, the slim hips thrust up sharply and
then I heard my son's ecstatic yell of completion. In that instant my mouth
was flooded by two tiny spurts of warm boy-seed. I closed my mouth tight
around Daniel's erection and swallowed every delicious drop, not wanting to
spill any of it.

"Uh, uh...uh....unh....," Daniel whimpered softly, still caught up in
full-body aftershocks, his whole body rigid and shuddering every now and
again. Gentling him through his intense climax, I kept his cock in my
mouth, not sucking, just holding it between my lips and tongue.

I waited until the tremors had stopped altogether before gently removing my
fingers and moving up Daniel's body. I trailed one hand over Daniel's
chest, making the boy shiver.

"So beautiful, sweetheart," I said in a voice thick with lust that I could
no longer contain. I sat up, straddling Daniel's sated body, and dropped my
hand to my own hard, aching and constantly leaking cock.

Daniel watched me with wide, dazed eyes.

"Uh, my son, my sweet son," I moaned as I stroked myself, bending my wrist
on every up-stroke to stimulate my frenulum hard. It wasn't enough. I was
so close and trembling with lust, but for some reason I couldn't quite
reach the peak.

Growling in frustrated need I crawled up Daniel's body and kneeled over his
head. Even fucked out as he was, my son immediately understood what I
needed and after only a moment of hesitation, he opened his mouth.

Moaning out loud at the feeling of his soft warm mouth, I concentrated on
his soft lips massaging me. His tongue darted out, dabbing into my
piss-slit and I groaned, helplessly bucking into him. He chocked a bit, but
like the trooper that he was he kept going.

It took only a few rapid strokes into his sweet mouth and a couple hard
strokes on my cock, to make me careen over the edge hard.

"Ah, yessss!" I cried out, ramming my cock deeper into him. "Sweetheart,
fu-uck! Ah! Ah! Yeah, like that, uhhh, just like that... Ah! FUUUUCK!
UH-UH-UH-AHHHHHHH!"

I came in hot torrents, seeding his little throat repeatedly. It was too
much for him to swallow in this awkward position, but he did his
best. Small rivers of gooey white come dribbled down his face, painting his
smile.

He looked like a little sex-god and, still panting in post-orgasm jitters,
I told him so.

"Oh, Daddy," he sighed, licking my balls gently. "I want to be everything
you need me to be."

Stifling the impulse to tell him that I wanted him to be my little
bottom-boy, I smiled at him, softly stroking his rosy cheeks. Soon, I
promised to myself. Soon.