Date: Sat, 09 Oct 2004 12:40:53 -0500
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Grant's Gift #3

Grant's Gift #3
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. ;-)

I woke up the next morning in a most pleasurable way.  Steph was pressed up
against my side, a firm morning wood sprouting from his small body.  I
didn't have to look to know where Grant was.  I could feel the wet heat of
his mouth sliding up and down my cock.  I stretched and began gently
stroking his back with one hand, while the other hugged Steph closer to me,
stirring him from his slumber.  I was enjoying Grant's pace as he savored
the feel of my hardness in his mouth, slowly going up and down the shaft.
Steph awoke, looked up at me and smiled and then joined his brother.  Steph
would kiss up and down one side of my rod as Grant would blow me.  Then
they would each lick a side of my shaft simultaneously which drove me
absolutely wild.  Finally Grant took me back into his mouth while Steph
inserted his head between my legs.  I, of course, spread my legs further
apart, somewhat jostling Grant, to accommodate him.  He licked and sucked
on my balls.

I cannot begin to describe the electricity that shot through me while they
both went to work on their father.  Every nerve in my body was alive, my
whole body stiff with pleasure.  I overrode my greedy desire to fuck the
hell out of Grant's mouth and forced myself to just enjoy these wild
sensations, every so often opening my eyes long enough to see their 2
blonde heads moving earnestly over the part of me which gave them life.  As
I caught Steph's blue eyes peering at me from his perch between my legs, I
felt my body stiffen more as I blasted Grant's throat with my jizz.  He
never missed a beat, continuing to suck and swallow his daddy's milk with
Steph licking any that escaped Grant's mouth.  After fully emptying my
load, we kissed passionately, our hands exploring each other.

After breakfast, well it was truthfully closer to lunchtime, we went for a
swim.  We horseplayed for a while.  When the boys would climb out of the
pool to jump back in, I enjoyed watching the water as it flowed down their
smooth bodies, small rivulets caressing the curves of their bodies.  It
took no time to get hard again.  I approached Grant, picked him up and
carried him over to the side of the pool, his arms clinging to my neck, a
huge grin on both of our faces.  When we got to the side of the pool, I
rested his back against it and lifted up his legs.  He placed his feet on
top of my shoulders and used his hands to steady himself against the rim of
the pool.  I entered him, the sensation of my balls moving with the motion
of my body and the currents we were making adding to the intensity of the
moment.  I began gently, kissing him as I slowly moved in and out of him.

Steph watched from the steps and started playing with himself.  I glanced
over at him, smiled and gave him a wink, which elicited a cherubic grin.  I
returned my gaze to the beauty before me and began a feverish pace, the
water slapping between our bodies.  When he said "Oh Daddy," it lit a
deeper fire inside me, and I began fucking him even harder, giving myself
to the lust of the moment, losing myself in the nakedness of my boy, his
moans and his look of ecstasy.  As I came inside him, we deeply kissed, our
tongues wrapping around each other's, our kissing filled with love and
animal passion.  After finishing emptying my load in his ass, I picked him
up and set him outside of the pool and planted my face between his satin
thighs, my tongue exploring every inch of his taut scrotum, stroking his
own nice rod, paying particular attention to the underside of the head of
his dick.  I felt his body stiffen, and he leaned back to push more of
himself into me.

Steph had joined his brother on the deck and, standing over him, Grant was
servicing his brother while I serviced him.  It was pure joy having Grant's
dick in my mouth while seeing the small, tight ass of Steph in front of me,
moving back and forth as his brother loved his small rod.  I greedily took
in every bit of Grant's young manhood while he fucked my mouth, his panting
driving me faster until I felt his dry orgasm.  I tickled his nut sac with
my fingers while I watched him finish Steph off, Steph grunting and then
shivering as his body responded to the work of his older brother.

We rested for a while by the pool and then went inside and grudgingly got
dressed as we had things we had to accomplish away from the house.  As we
lived in the country, a drive into town was often on a lonely road.  As we
were about halfway there, I felt Grant's hand enter my the top of my
shorts, fish around for the fly of my boxers and then take me into his
palm.  I eased the seat back a bit to help him.  Finally I pulled over, put
my hand on the back of his head and lightly pulled him to me.  He
immediately took my guidance, pulled down my shorts and gave me a nice blow
job.  What a way to ride into town!!  On the way back, it was Steph's turn
to be in the front seat, and, not wanting to miss out, we had to pull over
for him to love his daddy too.

We had great times together for a few months.  As we grew closer to Grant's
12th birthday, he came home with an unusual request.  His friend, Drake,
had basically crap parents, and Grant wanted to know if he could stay with
us.  I met with Drake's parents, and they were only too eager to be rid of
their only child.  So, Drake, who was 13, moved in with us.  The first time
the boys came out of their rooms nude, I thought Drake's eyes would fall
out of his head.  I explained to Drake that in our home, we do what's
comfortable.  He didn't have to be a naturist like me and the boys often
were.  I asked him if this made him too uncomfortable.  He regained his
composure and said no.  I caught him taking glances at both of my sons
quite often throughout breakfast and wasn't quite sure what was going on in
that dark-haired head of his.

When we went swimming, he opted for trunks.  He had a really nice build,
and when he got out of the pool, the wet trunks clinging to his body
revealed an impressive package.  I could tell I was getting hard, so I
thought it prudent to stay in the water a little longer while things calmed
down.  I had already cautioned the boys that we would need to curtail
things and be extra careful now that Drake was around as not everyone would
appreciate the way we showed each other our love.  We were all
disappointed.

Grant's 12th birthday party was a great success.  He was so happy.  I
wanted to give him a special present, so I told Drake that I like to spend
some private time alone with whoever is having the birthday.  So Grant and
I went to my room.  I had no sooner than locked the door when I felt
something hit my head.  Looking down I could tell it was Grant's underwear.
"A little eager are we?" I asked as I sniffed his underwear, taking in his
youthful scent, and turned to face him.  The last few months had brought
more changes in him.  His dick was now longer and thicker.  He's gonna have
a great piece of meat when he's olde.  I mused as I slowly approached him,
his grin showing his anticipation.  I got to the bed, took my clothes off
slowly, every so often "accidentally" stroking the sides of his legs which
now had a bit more peach fuzz but were still extremely smooth.  I slowly
spread his legs apart, leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips, then
at the corners of his eyes, then nibbled a bit on his right earlobe as I
moved my lips down his neck, gently sucking on his smooth skin.  I could
feel his body shudder beneath me.

I continued kissing down his body, going over his clavicles, down his
chest, tonguing and sucking at his little nipples, down his more-and-more
defined abs, following an imaginary treasure trail, gently licking at the
small amount of pubes he had gained already, licking around the base of his
dick, down his balls, sliding across to his thighs and then returning my
tongue to the shaft of his dick.  I slowly licked up the shaft, his body
quivering, and then gently flicked the underside of its head with my
tongue.  By now he was lying back on the bed, his hands rubbing all over
his chest with the sensations I was giving him as I worked on his rod.
When at last I took him into my mouth, his body went rigid and he pushed
himself deeper into my mouth.  I stopped long enough to wet a finger, took
him back into my mouth again, and then inserted the tip of my middle finger
into his anus.  He began fucking my mouth, his hands shooting to the sides
of my head, moving me up and down his shaft.  I allowed him to take control
and followed his lead.  Not long after I felt his body stiffen, and I knew
he was going to have his orgasm, although I didn't expect the saltiness
that rapidly invaded my mouth while he tried to drive himself even farther
into my me.

I kept my mouth still, moving my tongue against him, rubbing him inside my
mouth until his body relaxed more and I could feel him beginning to soften
a bit.  I pulled off of him, a big grin on my face.  His eyes were wide
open as he panted: "What was THAT?" he asked.

"You just came little man."

"I did?"

"Yes, you have your own milk now."

"I DO?"  "Yep.  I told you it would happen when you were 12 or 13, although
I didn't expect it to happen on your birthday." I replied while laughing at
his response.

"That was AWESOME."

"Yes, I thoroughly enjoyed it as well."  I commented as my hands began anew
to explore his body.

"Can I do it again?"

"Yep.  Just takes a bit for you young guys, and it may not be as much the
2nd time, but it should feel pretty close to the same."

"Wow!" is all he could say, his body still reacting to his 1st complete
orgasm.

"Daddy has another surprise for you" I said, my hand reaching to the drawer
where I kept the lube.

"Oh?  What kind of a surprise?" with a knowing grin on his face.

He was already getting hard again, and so I applied some lube to his
growing cock and gently massaged it back into life, his head dropping
backward in pleasure.  "Oh, you'll see" I replied as I climbed on top of
the bed, straddling his hips.

He looked up at me, not totally understanding.  I just looked down at him,
smiled, leaned forward and kissed him, and then sat up, took hold of his
cock, placed it at my hole and lowered down on it.  As he entered me, his
body tensed with more pleasure.  He lifted his hips up, pushing himself
into me more.  I lifted up a bit to give him more room and leverage, and he
began to fuck me.  Even though he wasn't fully grown yet, he had enough to
him that I could feel it and it was pleasurable.  I let him fuck me a bit
and then got off and lay down on my stomach next to him.  He rolled over
onto my back, inserted himself and then began to fuck me.  The weight of
his body against me and the bumping of our bodies together as my little boy
fucked my ass was pure heaven, and then at last he shot inside me, and his
body lay on mine resting.  I loved the feeling of his breath on my back as
his arms stretched out over mine and he took my hands in his.

We lay like that for some time, enjoying each other's bodies, the joy of
our love making us content.

Part #4 will be coming soon.