Date: Sun, 05 Mar 2006 11:05:54 -0700
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Father-Son Outing #5

Father-Son Outing, Part 5
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his teenaged
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 toward
the bottom in the Authors section under Xavier L.

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We had a good dinner, and then all 3 of us cuddled on the couch watching TV
before bed.  The next morning we all ate breakfast together.  It felt kind
of strange being near my son without being to touch him, to feel his naked
flesh against mine, to taste his breath as we kissed.  I wondered what he
was thinking.  As if reading my mind, I felt his bare foot rest on top of
mine.  I thrilled at even that smallest of signs.

I did some yard work before it got too hot and then decided to take a nap
on my hammock.  I loved our back yard.  Even though we had neighbors, there
were enough tall trees around us that we had complete privacy.  I climbed
into my hammock and quickly dozed off.  *** In the kitchen his wife got a
phone call from her friend.  "Nathan?" she called.

"Yeah Mom?" Nate's brown hair popped around the corner.

"I'm going into town to help my friend Sheila at her store.  I won't be
home until dinner. I'll bring something from town.  Please tell your
father when he wakes up."

"OK, Mom.  Tell Sheila I said hello."

Her hand caressed her son's face as she smiled and replied, "I'll do
that sweet boy."

Nathan watched his mother depart.  Returning to the kitchen window he
spotted his father.  He stared at his father's sun-drenched body and felt
a familiar stirring in his shorts.  He absentmindedly rubbed his crotched
and smiled.  He went to his parents' room, grabbed some lube, tossed his
shirt into his bedroom as he passed it, as well as grabbing a blanket, and
went into the backyard to his father's sleeping form.  He stood and
watched his dad's breathing.  He ran a finger lightly over his father's
nipples causing a slight disturbance in his dad's breathing.  He then
reached down and undid the button at the waist of his father's shorts and
carefully unzipped them.  He unfolded the flaps of cloth as a flower opens
its petals to greet the morning light.  Much to his pleasure his father
wasn't wearing any underwear.  He fished out the cock and balls he had
spent so much time with and began slowly stimulating them.

He leaned down and began licking the sweat from the soft flesh.  When he
began sucking on the hairy sac, he could feel his father's cock
stiffening.  He continued his work and smiled as he felt a hand on his
head, fingers entwining in his hair.  He continued as the hand moved from
his head to his dad's sides and pushed the shorts down.  Nathan glanced up
at his father's erect cock and swiftly took it into his mouth.  ***

"Fuck son!  I love when you wake me up that way!" I said, returning my
hands to his dark brown hair.  I tried but couldn't gain access to my
son's dick.  "Damn, I can't get to you son."

Nate pulled back and smiled at me.  I watched him bend over and lift up a
blanket.

"Got it worked out huh?"

"Oh yeah," he replied grinning as he spread the blanket out.

I removed my shorts and then climbed off the hammock and sat down on the
blanket.  Nathan stood in front of me, and I eagerly removed his shorts and
boxers.  I opened my mouth and slowly descended on his dick savoring his
young flesh.  When I had gone up and down the shaft, I moved my mouth to
his balls and massaged them with my lips and tongue.

"Turn over Dad."

I pulled away from his groin and squinted up at him.  "Huh?"

"Turn over."

"Turn over?"

"Yeah, I'm going to do you," he explained, pulling a bottle of lube from
the pocket of his shorts laying on the grass.

"Son," I sighed, "I'm not a big fan of getting fucked."

"You do me.  I get to do you."

I pondered the idea of never having my cock buried in Nathan's tight hole
again, and I quickly decided this was a small sacrifice to make.  I
acquiesced and lay down on my stomach.

"I thought you'd see it my way."

"Smart ass!"

I almost shivered as I felt his lubricated finger slide into my hole.  In
spite of my earlier protest, I found myself becoming anxious to feel my
baby boy's cock inside of me again.  I felt his warm body lower onto me,
his flesh layering upon mine.  His cock moved between my buns, and he began
moving back and forth.

"Nate, you're not in yet."

"I know that Dad." He began kissing my neck and upper back as he slid his
cock back and forth in my ass crack.

"Are you gonna put it in?"

"I thought you weren't all that excited about getting fucked?" I hate
when he made me eat my own words.  "Well, I wasn't."

He stopped moving and slid his finger into my hole again.  "So are you
saying you want my dick Dad?"

"Come on Nate!"

"Say it Dad!"

"I'm not going to say anything!"

"Say it," he replied, a mocking tone to his voice.

With his cock so close to my hole, his finger was just torture.  "I want
your dick!" I sputtered.

Leaning into my ear, he whispered: "Say you want me to fuck you."

"Nathan!"

He worked another finger into my hole.

"OK, OK!  I want you to fuck me!"

I felt his fingers exit my hole, and then his shift in position told me the
promised cock would soon be in there.  I prepared myself as he maneuvered.
Just feeling the tip of his cock at my hole made me grasp at the blanket.
I was breathing faster already.  The familiar burn began as his cock began
entering me.

"Just shove it in son!"

"Won't that hurt?"

"I don't care!"

OK THAT hurt!  Thank gawd his cock wasn't any bigger than it already was!
With his cock buried inside me, he wasted no time in beginning to fuck me.
I reached behind me and grabbed onto his ass as he started slowly pumping
back and forth.  I squeezed his perfect mound as he picked up speed.

"Oh yeah son!" I blurted out, the pain being replaced quickly with
intense pleasure.  His knees pushed my legs apart, and I raised my ass up
higher into the air as he grabbed onto my hips.  I was totally turned on by
the sound of his breathing and light grunting as he began pounding my ass.
Now I found myself wishing his cock was indeed larger!  His pounding
intensified, and I knew he was closed.  I shifted my weight slightly so I
could stroke myself while my young son fucked my ass. A few more grunts
later he froze, and I could feel his cock twitching in my butt.

I felt his upper body collapse on mine, and his hot breath on my back as he
continued unloading in my ass.  I stopped stroking my dick and slowly
lowered to the ground keeping him on top and inside of me.  I reached back
once again, this time with both hands, and grabbed his ass cheeks which
were slick with sweat.  We lay like that for a moment when it finally
dawned on me where we were.  "Shit!" I said and quickly began moving.

"What's wrong Dad?"

"Your mother!"

"Relax!  She's at Sheila's shop."

My heart was pounding in my chest.  "Fuckin' A!" I said, laying back
down.

He moved off of me.  "Dumbhead.  I wouldn't have come out and started
blowing you if she was home!"

I hadn't thought of that.  "True." I stared at his naked body once again
admiring my beautiful boy.  "You are so damn hot," I said.

He melted me further with his smile and a flash from those brilliant green
eyes.  I reached out and ran my fingertips over his toned body.  Then I
moved closer and begin sucking on his nipples and kissing down his torso.
I got to his cock and stared at it. In that instant it looked like the most
beautiful thing I had ever seen.  I grabbed his boxers and used them to
wipe his cock clean of the lube and ass juice.  And then I lowered my lips
to his balls.

"Unnhhhhhhh" he moaned.

I stretched out into a 69 position, and as soon as my cock was near his
face, I felt the moist heat of his mouth close over it.  I began lightly
sucking on his soft cock coaxing it back into full mast.  Being youthful it
responded very quickly and began swelling in my mouth.  My lust grew
rapidly as I felt my son's cock expanding.  I became hungry and impatient
for it.  I couldn't wait to taste his young juice once again.  The same
juice that was now in my ass.

I grabbed onto him and rolled onto my back, Nathan's teenaged boy resting
on my mine as he continued servicing my cock. His fingers rubbed my balls
as he deepthroated my rod.  I began hungrily devouring his cock as I neared
orgasm.  I latched onto his waist and pulled him into me right before my
body stiffened and my son began swallowing my cum.  The force of my orgasm
made it so I couldn't continue sucking on his cock, so I pushed him up so
I could breathe more easily.  He rolled onto his side and continued milking
my cock.

When no more of the precious fluid would come out, and my cock was
softening, he released it from his mouth.  He then promptly moved up to my
head and straddled it presenting his hard cock at my lips.  I opened my
mouth readily, and he inserted it and began fucking my face with the
intensity he had my ass.  I held onto his ass desperately trying to force
more of his cock into my mouth, but he was already buried in it.

I pushed him over until he was on his back.  I spread his legs and
immediately descended back onto his cock.  I kept my head off of his body
so he could pump up and down.  His hands had a firm grip on my head as his
pelvis rapidly pumped his cock in my mouth.  His intensity increased, and I
prepared myself for the rush of his delicious fluid.  When it came, I was
not disappointed!  There was less of it since he had just had an orgasm a
few minutes earlier, but I eagerly lapped up every drop.

When I finally let go of his cock, I moved alongside of him and pulled him
to me.  We embraced and then kissed for a while, our tongues moving rapidly
in each other's mouth.  When we broke, we each had to wipe saliva away
from our mouths from the sloppy kiss.  We remained in each other's arms
awhile longer until our stomachs insisted we go have lunch.  As we walked
back toward the house, I was already planning our next tryst.