Date: Thu, 28 Jul 2005 21:54:38 EDT
From: adama1416@aol.com
Subject: Geoff's Summer of Discovery  by L. Ray

Geoff's Summer of Discovery
by L. Ray  (adama1416@aol.com)

This story is all true.  It happened a long, long time ago, in a galaxy far,
far away.  All the usual warnings apply, so if you are under age, please read
no further.  All emails will be read and answered.

My son Geoff was a good boy.  His mother's parents raised him, because she
and I were never married, and the courts were reluctant to give unwed fathers
custody of infants at that time.  His grandparents were liberal enough that they
gave him my last name, and felt very strongly that he and I should have a
father and son relationship, so I had him for half of his summer vacations from
school, and alternating holiday breaks.  He was very smart too.  Intelligence
wise, he was far ahead of the other kids in his class, and likewise, he was
much more sexually mature than they were as well.

The summer that he turned 11, he was a stunning boy.  He stood barely 5 feet
tall, and weighed less than a buck, with the prettiest blue gray eyes and
strawberry blonde hair that captured and reflected the light like a rare diamond.
He had developed a nice tan from living on the farm and running as close to
naked most of the summer as he could get away with.

He had told me that he had discovered the joys of masturbation during the
Christmas break, and of course, had a thousand and one questions, which I tried
to answer as honestly as I could.

The following summer was to prove to be a learning experience for both of us,
and one that neither of us would soon forget.

Geoff arrived at my house on the Friday after school let out for the summer.
It was a warm and pleasant day in May.  His grandmother had put him on a bus
that morning for the four-hour ride to Cincinnati, and I met him at the bus
station.

When we arrived at my house, we put his things away and he eagerly showed me
his report card.  I looked over the card and commented on his grades, which
were all A's, then I asked him what he wanted to do for dinner.  He asked if we
could order a pizza and I handed him the phone and gave him the number to
call.

The pizza delivery guy turned out to be a teenager about 16 or so, and was
really quite good looking.  I paid for the pizza and he left us on our own.  We
ate, and watched some TV and Geoff fell asleep on the couch watching the
movie.  I turned off the TV, covered him with a light blanket, and headed for my
bedroom.

About 3:30 in the morning, my son awakened me.

"Dad, can I get in bed with you?"

"Of course you can son, Why?  Did you have a bad dream or something?"

"No, I just want to sleep with you."

I raised the sheet and light blanket and he shed his shorts and T-shirt and
slipped into the bed next to me, snuggling close enough that I could smell his
boy smell.  It was not an unpleasant smell, by any means, but it was not a
smell that I was really used to.  He leaned his head into my chest and raised his
face a bit, kissing me on the cheek and said, "Good night Daddy, I love you!"

When I awoke the next morning, I got up to go to the bathroom and relieve
myself.  As I moved the bed cover to get out of the bed, I noticed that Geoff had
shed his briefs at some point during the night.  I decided that he had gotten
into sleeping nude, just as I had at his age, and thought nothing more about
it.

I went into the kitchen, fixed us some breakfast, and yelled for him to get
up and get ready to eat.  I had prepared eggs, bacon, and biscuits.  He ate
like he was starved to death.  After breakfast, he parked himself on the couch in
front of the TV to watch the Saturday morning cartoons as I cleaned up the
dishes and put things away.

As I sat next to him on the couch, he snuggled in close to me again, laying
his head on my lap as he watched the cartoons.  I could not resist the urge to
run my fingers through his hair.  I asked, "So, what do you want to do today
son?"
"Well, can we go to the Zoo?"

"Of course we can, but we should go fairly early if you want to see all the
animals.  When it starts to get hot later in the day, some of them will go
indoors."

He jumped up from the couch and ran to his room to shower and dress.  I went
into my bedroom and changed into a pair of lightweight cotton shorts, a
T-shirt, and a pair of sandals.  We went out the door, I locked it behind us, and we
headed for my car.

At the zoo, he wanted to see everything.  He was amazed at the bird show, and
laughed gleefully as the Macaws flew overhead, swooping over the audience.
As the day began to get hotter, he chose to visit the indoor exhibits, starting
with the nocturnal house and ending with the ape house.

He threw peanuts to the Gorillas and Orangutans, and as we neared the Chimp
cage, he stopped dead in his tracks.  There, in full view of everyone were two
male Chimps playing with each other's penises.  The older of the two, seemed
to grow tired of the hand to penis play and forcefully turned the younger Chimp
over a tree log that was inside the cage, and proceeded to fuck him up his
ass.  Geoff did not stop watching them the whole time, and when they finished,
he simply took hold of my hand and led me out the exit door.  He seemed much
more quiet and reserved after that, but soon began to giggle hysterically.  When
I asked him what that was all about, he smiled and said, "Those stupid
monkeys were funny, Daddy."

That was that.  No other comments at all.  We saw the rest of the zoo's
exhibits, and left to head home.  As we drove, I asked if he wanted to stop and get
something to eat.  It was getting close to 7:00 in the evening, so we pulled
into the first McDonald's that we came to.

I couldn't believe how ravenously he ate his food.  He had three regular
hamburgers and fries, and a milkshake.  I was lucky to finish my Big Mac and
fries.  I was amazed at how much an 11 year old could eat.

Back at home, I made a bowl of popcorn and we settled on the couch to watch
movies on the TV.  At about 10:30 I suggested that he get ready for bed.
Without hesitation, he jumped up and began stripping his clothes off.  He paused,
thoughtfully when he got to just his briefs and smiled, then jumped back onto
the couch to snuggle up next to me.

"Now it's your turn Daddy.  If I have to get ready for bed, so do you!"

I really couldn't argue with his logic, so I stood and took off my shirt and
kicked my sandals off, then unfastened my shorts and allowed them to fall to
the floor.  Stepping out of them, I sat back down on the couch and put my arm
around my son, pulling him close to me.

"We're both almost naked now Daddy."  Geoff said, smiling up at me.

"Yes, son, we are." I replied.

We watched the remainder of the movie, not saying much, when I noticed that
my boy was starting to doze.  I stood up, lifted him into my arms, carried him
into his bedroom, and laid him on the bed, working the sheet down from under
him, and then covering him with it.

I returned to the living room and sat back down on the couch to watch the
remainder of the movie.

When the movie finished, I turned off the TV and started to my bedroom.  As I
got to the door I heard giggling coming from Geoff's room.  I walked the few
feet to the door and listened quietly.  He was definitely giggling and almost
laughing as I leaned forward to peek into the room.

There on his bed, he had the sheet thrown off him, and his briefs pulled off
completely.  He was playing with himself and trying to stick his finger into
his tight little ass, saying, "stupid monkeys" and then laughing like someone
possessed.  I backed back away from his door and went to my room and to bed.

I didn't sleep much that night, with the visions of my naked son going
through my head, and his gleeful laughter echoing in my memory.  I couldn't keep my
hand off my own cock as I lay there thinking of the picture in my head.

I don't know when I actually dozed off, but when I awoke, I realized that my
hand had been replaced on my hard cock by a much smaller hand.  I slowly
glanced downward to discover that Geoff was very slowly jacking my cock up and
down.  I didn't know what to do.  I was afraid that if I said anything, it would
scare him or something, but at the same time, something was telling me that
this was wrong.

The intensity of the feelings that he was creating in my cock was unreal.  I
had never been this turned on by being jacked off, and, deep down inside I
didn't want him to stop.  I could feel the cum beginning to boil in my nuts and
knew that I was about to explode.  As my cum shot into the air I heard him gasp
and softly whisper "WOW!"  That's when he began to panic a little.  He seemed
to be searching for something, possibly something to clean up the mess with,
and suddenly decided to simply pull the sheet back up over me as he climbed
down off the bed and headed back to his room.  As he cleared my bedroom door, I
heard him whisper with a giggle "Stupid Monkeys!"

Sunday morning at breakfast, I looked at my son sitting there in his briefs,
his feet locked together and swinging back and forth under his chair as he ate
his cereal.  As I sat down at the table with my glass of orange juice, I
looked at my son across the table.

"So champ, did you have any good or fun dreams last night?"

"Na Daddy, but I got up early this morning and played a little bit before you
got up."

"Yeah?  What did you do?"

"Oh nothing just played."

Had I dreamed what had happened?  It was so real, but I guess it's possible
that I had had a wet dream.

"So do you want to go over to the pool this afternoon? "

"Sure Dad, that will be fun."

We finished breakfast and put things away, washed the dishes, and
straightened the house a little.  As I was making Geoff's bed, I noticed a pair of his
underwear stuffed between the mattresses.  I pulled them out to discover that
they were damp.  I felt the mattress and it was dry, so I knew that he hadn't
wet the bed.  Reluctantly, I lifted the briefs to my nose and sniffed.  It
smelled like semen.  Was my son making semen at 11?  And why not, I had been an
early bloomer myself, having my first real cum at only 10 and a half.

As I returned to the living room, Geoff was stretched out on the floor
watching TV.  I sort of flopped onto the couch and raised my legs to stretch out for
a bit.  I was still wearing only my gym shorts, with nothing else.  I lay
there for a few minutes when Geoff got up from the floor and stretched himself
out on top of me, his head on my chest, and his groin directly on top of mine.
I could feel movement through his briefs, as he began to get erect.

He looked up at my face and said, "Dad, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure you can, Champ, you can ask me anything, and you know that."

"Well, it's kind of.well.uhm.about sex stuff, is that OK?"
"Of course it is Geoff!  Haven't I always told you that you can ask me
anything, and I'll always give you an honest answer?  What's your question?"

I could sense a nervous tone to his voice, and felt his little cock springing
to life as he laid full length on top of me.  He put his hands on the couch
cushion on either side of my chest and raised himself a little so that he could
be more or less at eye level to me.

"What's a `cock sucker'?"

I had expected it to be a big question, but that one rather floored me.  I
was speechless at first.

"Well, Son, a cock sucker is ... well it's...it's a person who sucks a guy's
penis."

"You mean like sucking on a baby bottle, or a lolly, or a Popsicle?"

"Yeah, well, more like sucking on the Popsicle.  Why did you want to know
about that?"

"Well, I was at a camping trip with my Scout Troop a couple of weeks ago, and
two of the older boys were walking out of the campsite into the woods.  One
of them grabbed the other one in his front as they were walking.  The boy that
got grabbed said `can't you wait till we get out of camp, cock sucker?  They
were gone for a little while, and, when they came back, the boy that was called
cocksucker had his hair, shirt all messed up, and they were both covered with
leaves.  I heard the cocksucker say `that was fun, can we do it again in the
tent tonight?' the other boy said that he had other plans for when they were
in the tent."

"Then what happened?"

"Well, the one boy, who called the other one cock sucker, is my patrol leader
John, and the other one is his assistant David.  When Doctor Kelly made the
tent assignments, he put four of us to each tent, so Terry and I were in the
same tent as John, and David.  When we went to bed that night Terry went to
sleep pretty quick, but I couldn't sleep.  John called Terry's name, and then
mine.  I was a little scared, so I pretended to be asleep also.  John told David
to get out of his sleeping bag and take off his underwear.  John got out of his
and he was already naked.  His penis was sticking straight out in front of
him and it was really big.  David lay down on his sleeping bag on his back and
John got between his legs.  He raised David's butt into the air and started
licking his butt hole.  Then, after a while, he raised up, spit into his hand,
rubbed the end of his penis, and pushed it into David's butt.  He pushed in and
out for a long time and then froze, moaning and grunting.  I think he cummed
into David's butt.  He pulled out and told David that if he wanted to get off
to get one of the younger boys to do him.  David climbed over me and sat down
beside Terry, who was still sleeping, and put his penis against Terry's lips.
He opened his lips a little and David pushed his penis in and then jacked it
off until he spermed into Terry's mouth and Terry stayed asleep the whole
time."

"Well, what did you think of all that, son?"

"At first, I was really scared, but then I got really excited.  My penis got
really hard, and I had to jack off, without getting caught, while John was
poking his penis into David."

He had been squirming around while relating his tale to me and his crotch was
now resting on my stomach.  I could feel a large wet spot where I estimated
the head of his young cock to be.

"The next night, when we all went to bed after the campfire, Terry and I
weren't very sleepy, and apparently neither were John and David.  We had all
stripped down to our underwear and were just laying on our sleeping bags talking,
when David reached over and took hold of my penis through my underwear.  I
tried to push his hand away, but he is a lot bigger than me, he's 14.  He took my
hand, put it inside his boxers, and made me grab his penis.  He said that I
should jack him off, and wanted to know if I knew how or was I still a baby.  I
told him that I knew how.  That's when John looked over at Terry.  John was
already pulling out his penis and told Terry that it was time he learned to be a
proper cocksucker.  Terry said that he didn't know how, and didn't want too.
John said that he had already had one cock in his mouth, and he just as well
learn to do it right.  Terry looked surprised and said that he had never had
another boy's penis in his mouth.  David looked over at him and said `yes you
did, you sucked mine last night and ate my cum too.'  Terry looked like he was
about to cry and I looked at him and nodded my head.  By this time, John was
pulling Terry's head towards his lap.  John put his penis in Terry's mouth and
told him to suck it, which he did.  It wasn't too long before I started
getting the tingly feeling in my balls, and I noticed that David was breathing
pretty hard.  We both had our cums at the same time.  When John started getting
close to his cum, he told Terry to swallow it all.  John was starting to moan
pretty loudly, and then went stiff all over.  Terry gagged a little, and choked
some too, and then John turned loose of his head.  That's when Dr. Kelly
knocked on the outside of the tent and told us to get to sleep."

"Well, did you enjoy it when David was stroking your penis?"

He turned a little red as he nodded his head yes.

"And did you enjoy putting your hand on David's penis and stroking him too?"

He again nodded his head.

"And yesterday, at the zoo, when the chimp put his penis in the younger
chimp, did that get you excited too, and remind you of watching David and John
doing that?"

His voice was almost a whisper as he said, "Yeah, and."

"And what, Son?"

"Well, I want to do that too.  David acted like he liked it when John put his
penis inside of him, and the chimp didn't seem to mind it either, and I want
to see what it feels like."

I was somewhat floored again.  Had my son just told me that he wanted to be
fucked?

"And this morning, when you said that you just played, what did you really
mean?"

I could feel him starting to tremble.  I ran my hand through his hair and
down his back, stopping short of his bottom.

"It's OK Geoff, you can tell me anything, remember?  I won't get mad."

"Well, Dad, I.um.I came into your room and you were asleep.  You didn't have
anything on, the sheet was thrown down at your feet, and your penis was
sticking straight up in the air, so I climbed up onto the bed and, well, I sort of
played with your penis.  I wanted to make you cum and make it feel good for
you."

I sat up on the couch, keeping my arms wrapped around my son and sat him on
my leg.  I could see panic cross his beautiful young face, so I bent my head
forward and kissed him on the cheek to reassure him that he was not in trouble.

"Geoff.  It is not appropriate for a father and son to do that sort of thing,
in fact, it is against the law.  If anyone ever found out that you played
with my penis, I could go to jail for a very long time, do you understand that?"

He nodded his head.

"Let me tell you something, OK?"
He nodded again.

"I like having sex with girls, but I also like having sex with guys.  Do you
understand that, Son?"

"I think so, does that mean that you like when someone puts his penis in your
butt too?"

I laughed a little, "No, but I do like to put my penis in another guy's butt,
and I like to put his penis into my mouth and mine in his!"

"But doesn't that make you queer Daddy?"

"No Son, I am what they call a bisexual, a person who likes girls and guys
both."

"Then if I let a boy stick his penis in my butt, or my mouth, does that make
me queer?"

"No, not really.  If you just try it because you are curious, it does not
make you queer, but if you keep doing it, because you like to do it, then you
might well be.  Apparently, David and John like to do things with each other, so
I would say that they are most likely queer, whereas Terry, didn't really like
the idea at all, so he just tried it to see what it was like, even though
John sort of made him do it.  He could have told Dr. Kelley and they would have
gotten into trouble."

"Oh, I think I understand now.  So if I try it and do not like it, I am not
queer then.  But Daddy."

"Yes, Son?"

"When I was playing with your penis this morning.I.um.sort of liked it.  I
liked the way it felt in my hand, and I wanted to put it into my mouth and suck
on it but I was afraid to.  And when you cummed, it was awesome."

I could feel my cock beginning to fill out at the thought of my son putting
it in his mouth, and I was hoping that he did not notice it, but he did.  He
dropped his small hand to my lap and began to squeeze my hardening cock, as he
looked into my eyes.

I felt it throb in his hand as he wrapped it around my cock, and even though
I knew I should stop him, I did not want to.  I began to move my hand up and
down his small back, approaching the top of his briefs.  As my hand made
contact with his waistband, I slid my fingers under the elastic and began to massage
his pert little cheeks.

Without a word, my son stood up, took both of my hands into his, and
attempted to pull me from the couch to my feet.  I stood, and he led me into my
bedroom.  We stopped beside the bed and he lowered his briefs to the floor, then
turned and pulled my shorts down my legs and pushed gently, to get me to sit on
the side of my bed.

I took his little face into my hands and raised it up to look into his
smiling eyes.

"Are you sure that you want to do this?"

He nodded his head as he knelt down on the floor between my legs and took
hold of my hard cock in his hand.  Lowering his head, he stuck out his tongue and
began to lick gently at the head of my cock.  Then, without warning, he
opened his mouth and sank down onto my hardness, taking in about three inches or
so.  He kept working his head up and down until he had most of my eight and a
half inches buried deep into his throat.  The sensations he was causing were
intense, and I knew that his small mouth had to be getting sore from having to
stretch to accommodate the girth of my cock.

I lifted him under his armpits and turned as I lay my son onto the bed behind
me.  I climbed onto the bed and knelt down between his legs and began to kiss
his five-inch cock and his beautiful, almost hairless little sac, tonguing
his little head and shaft and getting him good and wet, then taking it all into
my mouth and sucking gently on his young package.  He writhed under my
ministrations and began to moan loudly.  I did not want him to cum just yet, so I
pulled off his young cock and looked at him.

"Daddy, that feels so good.  And I love the taste of your penis in my mouth.
Please, do more!"

He was nearly pleading as I opened the nightstand drawer and took out the
tube of surgical lubricant that I kept there.

"Geoff, I'm going to put some lube on my fingers and stick them into your
butt.  If it hurts, just tell me and I'll take them back out, OK?"

He nodded his head.

I opened the tube and squirted a good amount onto my middle finger and
reached down coating his small little boy hole, then squirted more onto my finger
and began to toy with his opening.  I gently stuck the tip of my finger past his
sphincter and he sucked in a deep breath.

"Does that hurt Son?"

He shook his head no.

I inched the finger in slowly, and by the time I had it half way into him, he
was again writhing around on the bed.  I began working the finger in and out
at a good rhythm and allowed it to penetrate all the way.  I felt his little
walnut deep inside and curled my finger over it two or three times, causing his
little cock to spasm and jerk.  I backed the finger all the way out and added
a second, then repeated the process that I had just done.  He appeared to be
in ecstasy.

"OH GOD DAD!  That feels so amazing.  Do not stop.  I want you inside of me
Dad!"

I backed out the two fingers and added another, along with more lube.  I
noticed that he was starting to leak a lot of ass juice as well as his young cock
head starting to leak too.  As I slid the three fingers into him, I leaned
forward and sucked his cock into my mouth, moving slowly up and down on it's
length.  He moaned sharply and his small frame quivered ecstatically.

"Please Dad; put your penis into me.  I want to feel your big Daddy penis in
my little boy hole.  I want you to do it Dad, PLEASE!

I removed my fingers, pulled a pillow down, and placed it under his hips.  I
opened the tube of lube, squirted an ample amount onto my hard cock, and rose
up onto my knees, placing the head against his sensitive hole.

"Now remember Geoff, if this hurts you baby, tell me and we'll stop!"

He nodded his head, his hair matted to his cute forehead from his sweat.

"When I push in, bear down like you're trying to push out a big turd!"

He nodded again, scrunching his face as if he was ready to bear down hard.  I
pushed gently forward and the head slipped in.  I held it there for a few
moments to allow him to get used to it.  When his expression eased up, I pushed a
little more into him.  Three more pushes and I was balls deep in my beautiful
Son's ass.  I could not believe how tight he felt on my hard cock, as I
looked into his smiling face.

"Oh Daddy, that feels so good, and full.  I love having you deep inside me
like this."
I smiled back as I said, "It feels good to Daddy too baby boy!"

I began to move in and out slowly, easing into a steady rhythm, as my son
moaned and thrashed about wildly on the bed under me.  I could not imagine
anything more natural than making love to my son, and he seemed to be enjoying it as
much as I was.

The sweat was rolling off me and dripping onto his chest and face as I leaned
down and put my lips to his.  We kissed long and passionately as our tongues
jockeyed for dominance, and I tasted my son's mouth for the first time.  It
was a taste that I somehow knew I would want more of.

"I'm getting close Dad, really close!"

I pumped into my son harder and could feel myself nearing the edge as well.
That is when my innocent little son surprised the hell out of me, as he
reached down and took hold of my sac, massaging it as I fucked into him, and said
aloud, "Oh fuck Daddy, here it comes!"

I sank all the way into him as my cock spewed shot after shot of my hot cum
into his tight young ass.  At the same time, he shot his young boy load between
us, coating both our bellies and his chest and sweet face as I collapsed onto
my young son and we both lay panting for breath.

As we regained our composure, and our breathing returned to a more normal
state, my cock shrunk and left his small hole with a loud plop.  Geoff giggled
hysterically.

"That was awesome Daddy! Can we do it again?"

"Well, maybe in a little while, but I need to check and see if you're bruised
down there first, and we need a shower too!"

"Can we take a shower together?  Please?"

I nodded my head as I got off the bed and lifted him up to carry him into the
shower.

"Stupid Monkeys!" Geoff said.

"Why do you keep saying that Son?"

"Because they just do things without thinking about it.  They don't know how
much fun a Daddy and Son can really have!"

As we got into the shower my Son reached up and pulled me down to him and
kissed me on the lips, and whispered into my ear, "I love you Daddy!"

That was the first of many sessions that Geoff and I had that summer, and
every summer and holiday break from school after that until he went away to
college when he turned 18.  He is now in a relationship with a young man that he
met at school.  They have been together nearly 20 years, but every time he comes
home, we share my bed.

As he was leaving to go back to Houston a few weeks ago, he turned to me and
kissed me, then leaned to my ear and whispered, "Stupid Monkeys!"  I smiled as
I wiped the tears from my eyes, as he got into his car and drove away.