Date: Mon, 04 Oct 2004 18:15:41 -0500
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Grant's Gift #2

Grant's Gift #2
by XavierL

This fictional story involves consensual sex between a father and his minor
sons.  The usual comments and warnings apply.  If you have a hard time
separating reality from fantasy, you probably shouldn't read this story.

You may send feedback to xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk.  Always nice to
hear from readers. ;-)

The next morning I went into the kitchen.  Grant had fallen asleep in my
bed.  I began making breakfast, dressed only in boxers.  Not too long after
that I heard little feet coming down the hallway and was treated to Grant
standing there in his underwear, an obvious tent accompanying him.  "Well
good morning sleepy head" I greeted my son.

"Good morning" he replied with a big grin as he came up and hugged me, his
face rubbing against my groin.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes" he said, vigorously nodding and looking up at me as if he was
Mr. Innocence, but the look in his eyes was unmistakable.  Man, he's going
to be a handful when he's a teenager if he keeps this up I mused while his
head slowly rubbed my dick to attention.  When he felt me responding, he
reached up, pulled my boxers down and promptly took me into his mouth,
nursing it fully to life.  I placed my hands on his head encouraging him,
which it certainly did as his head bobbed back and forth, making slurping
sounds.  I began to pump his mouth when the image of his tight little ass
fluttered across my mind.

Now filled with lust and the fire he had ignited within me, I reached down
and picked him up, disengaging his mouth from my rod.  He put his legs
around my waist and squeezed as we walked toward the table.  I gently laid
him on the kitchen table and then yanked his underwear off, leaning down
and kissing him savagely.  He returned my kiss just as lustily, lifting his
legs up to caress my lower back.  I inserted a finger into his ass and
noticed he was still lubed up from last night.  I lifted his legs higher
into the air, bringing his ass to meet my dick and then entered him.  As I
penetrated his head rolled from side to side, his breathing more shallow,
his hands rubbing all over his body.  I began fucking him in earnest,
sliding in and out of his primed hole, rocking the table back and forth
until I finally spasmed and shot my load deep inside of my boy.  I leaned
down and kissed him while I continued to empty my load.  I whispered into
his ear "That was great son" and then reluctantly pulled out.

"Steph is going to be up soon.  We better save some of this for later,
Grant."

Somewhat sad but the word "later" giving him hope for the future, "OK Dad."
I handed him his underwear and lifted him off the table and gently set him
down on his feet.  I heard Steph's door open, and I quickly located my
boxers and pulled them on, turning to back to the stove, which luckily I
hadn't turned on yet.  Steph came walking in, a sleepy expression on his
face, he too only in his underwear.  He came walking in, his hair all
askew, rubbing his eyes and immediately came over and wrapped his arms
around me.

Somewhat surprised at a rare morning hug from Steph, I looked down and
said: "Well hello there.  Glad you decided to join us this morning" and
returned the hug, ending with a bigger squeeze.  He and Grant were at the
table while I brought them breakfast.  After I sat down, Steph got up and
came over and pulled on one of my legs, opening them up.  "Hey what's up?"
I asked very curious.

He responded simply by beginning to climb into my lap.  This was an ever
rarer occasion!  I helped him up into my lap, and he nestled his head
against my chest.  Now I was almost concerned.  He must not be feeling
well. "You OK Steph?"

"Uh huh."

"Aren't you hungry?"

He nodded yes and then opened his mouth, obviously expecting to be fed.
Not clear as to what in the hell was going on, I decided to appease my
youngest and fed him his breakfast.  The boys decided today was a good day
for the zoo, so that's what we did.  We returned home, had some dinner, and
the boys took their bath and got ready for bed.  As it was already Steph's
bedtime, I kissed him goodnight, read him a story and shut the door.  I
stripped down to my boxers and headed for the living room to watch some TV.

Soon after I hear little feet again and am soon greeted by Grant, sporting
another tent in his underwear and a huge grin on his face.  He helped
himself up onto my lap and cheerfully asked "Is it later yet?"

Laughing, I respond "Aren't you tired?"

"NO!  I'm a big boy now."

Hard to completely argue with that, and as my dick was already rising to
the occasion, I didn't plan on arguing it.  He was straddling me again, so
I pulled him up by his arms so he was standing up, his groin perfectly
aligned to my face, and slowly pulled his underwear down, gently stroking
his smooth skin as I moved the obstructing cotton down his legs.  I looked
up at him, smiled and then took him into my mouth, my hands on his hot
little buns, guiding him and out of my mouth.  He put his hands on my head,
a move he had learned from me, and began fucking my face.  I was enjoying
the scent of soap and young boy with his satin-sheathed rod sliding in and
out of my mouth when suddenly I felt a hand on my dick.  I didn't even
think anything was unusual (later realizing there was no way Grant could
reach down and grab me like that) until I felt my cock enter something
smooth, wet and warm.

Alarmed I pushed Grant's body away from me, looking down to be greeted by
Steph's blonde head going to town on my dick.  "Steph?!"

He looked up but kept sucking.  I heard Grant laugh as he pushed his little
rocket toward my mouth again.  I was too much in heaven to worry about it
any longer and simply positioned myself so Steph could get to me more
easily.  As I had the image of one son in my mouth, and the other going up
and down my hard shaft, it was too much and I shot quickly.  I could hear
Steph gag, but he wasn't going to let his big brother outdo him, and he
went back down just as quickly as his head had gone up and continued
blowing me.  My body quivered as my little one's mouth did its work.

Grant pulled out and leaned against me as I tried to catch my breath.
Steph climbed into my lap, naked as the day he was born, his little prick
standing out in front of him.  "Do me now Daddy."

"OK, OK.  Wait for Daddy to catch his breath."

Steph was impatient though and started trying to insert my dick into his
dry, virgin hole.  "Oh no, no, no Steph.  Daddy's too big for you, and you
need lube first."

"Lube?" he repeated the word, his head cocked to one side trying to figure
it out.

"Slippery stuff, but you're too small still for Daddy to do that to you."
He was obviously upset, and so an idea quickly formed in my mind.  "How
about Grant does that with you, and I'll put you in my mouth like you did
to me."

He thought about this for a moment and then quickly agreed.  I sent Grant
to get the lube from my night stand while Steph and I cuddled.  "You sure
surprised Daddy."  He cuddled up to me closer.

Grant quickly returned, and unceremoniously spread Steph's cheeks and began
lubing him up like I had done to him.  "Easy now Grant.  We don't want to
hurt Steph."  I got off the couch, positioned Steph and then helped Grant
steady himself.  Grant entered his brother with gusto, but Steph's face was
nothing but pleasure as his brother began pounding away.  I was instantly
hard again watching my 2 boys going at it and then slipped my head
underneath Steph's body and began sucking him.  The two of us working on
him together elicited loud moans from Steph.  Soon his body was spasming
with his first dry orgasm and shortly after Grant was joining him.

We cuddled for a while before Grant eyed my hard-on, lubed his ass and then
promptly positioned himself over my pole.  He impaled himself and was
riding me pretty hard.  "Steph, put Granty into your mouth."  Steph leaned
down and obeyed, his head following Grant's body moving up and down.  I
grabbed onto Grant's hips and started pumping in and out of him.  I was
lost watching both blonde heads moving up and down in concert and the
tightness of my son's hole enveloping my shaft.  I took one hand off,
reached around and inserted a finger into Steph's hole while he sucked his
brother.  He was tight and I so badly wanted to fuck him, but I didn't
think he could handle it.  So, instead, I satisfied myself by fingering him
while his brother rode my cock until at last I exploded into orgasm.  We
kissed and cuddled some more and then I sent them off to bed.

Almost drunk from this evening's rounds of pleasure, I practically stumbled
to my room, still reeling from the images in my head, the feel of little
hands and mouths all over my body and lay down in bed.  Soon I heard my
door open and my 2 naked boys entered and crawled into bed with me, one on
each side, their hairless legs covering me, and we fell asleep that way.

Later I would ask Steph how he knew what he was doing and found out about
his watching us the other night.  He wanted to "love Daddy" too, so he
joined in that night, and he sure enjoyed himself.  As did I.  In fact, I
enjoyed the hell out of myself!

Part 3 is coming soon.