Date: Wed, 28 Dec 2011 21:13:03 +0000
From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
Subject: Jay and Robbie

I am the author of the My Son Toby trilogy and am sending this new tale of
father/son erotica for your consideration. For any other info please feel
free to contact me at any time. My name is Rob.

To my loyal readers: as author of the My Son Toby trilogy you have been
extremely kind in your generous comments and it was great being able to put
a face to the name with your pics. Great! This is a work of fiction. I am
not the Robbie in the story. The characters, scenario and details were
supplied to me by a fan who asked me to make his fantasy come to life. I
hope he's happy with this.

I am the author. My first sexual experience was with an adult male
neighbour when I was ten. Though my experience was not traumatic to me it
is impossible to advocate sexual play with a minor. I would love to hear
what my readers think and can be contacted at:
Calamity123@fido.blackberry.com


Jay and Robbie


In the midst of the torrential downpour the truck had stalled ten miles
from the nearest house.
    "Just fucking great", Jay mumbled gruffly as he pushed and pulled the
stick shift. "Fucking hell shit pile of junk". He leaned back looking at
the empty road ahead caught in the sheets of rain. "Well, son, we're
stuck".
    Robbie looked over at his dad amused by his annoyance but not daring to
smile. He didn't mind the rain. And always enjoyed spending time alone with
his dad. Robbie loved the masculine scent of being this close to the hairy
man. He loved it when his dads wore his shorts like he was wearing
today. They showed off his muscular hairy thighs and calves. And Robbie
also knew that his dad never wore briefs when he wore his shorts so Robbie
had followed suit so that today in his shorts he too was going commando.
    Jay kind of smirked at his son. He didn't mind getting together with
his son. At 37 Jay was overworked though successful enough but he never did
seem to spend time with his boy. Boy? Hell the kid had just turned 18. Old
enough to carry a gun. Old enough - well for just about everything.
    "Think maybe we should take a run for it?  It's about a mile or so to
the Tavesh".
    "Closed", Jay said contemplating the rain.
    "When?"
    "About four months or so". He looked over at his son. "How do you know
about the Tavesh?"
    "It's where the grad prom was held".
    Jay smirked. "Okay. Don't talk to your old man like he's stupid".
    Robbie settled back spreading his legs somewhat. "Sorry", Robbie
muttered. "I don't think this'll ever let up".
    "Hmm. Maybe we should build an ark". Jay looked at his son and they
both chuckled.
    Robbie looked out the window. There wasn't even a horse or any cattle
around, just rain and blowing trees and mud.
   Jay suddenly squeezed down on his sons thigh causing Robbie to look into
those piercing blue eyes. "When in hell did you get all this hair?"
    Robbie laughed. "I've been shaving for two years now. Dad, get with
program". Robbie laughed as his dad swatted the back of his head.
    Jay fumbled in the glove compartment. "I didn't bring my phone. Guess
mom will be pissed. We're gonna be late for dinner".
    "I don't mind".
    "It's not your temper that concerns me". Jay reached over patting his
sons stomach through the boys plaid shirt. "But if I have to be stuck I'm
glad I'm it's with you".
    "Me, too". Robbie instintively placed his hand over his dads.
    Jay gave his kid a quick shuck under the chin before pulling his hand
away. "Ya wouldn't rather be hanging with your buddies?"
    Robbie shook his head.
    Jay smiled his warmest smile as he wrapped his hand on Robbies
shoulder. "Get over here" and he pulled his son next him his hairy arm
about the teenagers shoulder. "I'm glad you're here, too".
    Robbie looked up misty-eyed at his dads face. So handsome. A real mans
man. His dad returned the gaze. Then unexpectedly Jay leaned forward gently
pressing his lips to his son.
    Jay pulled back, his cheeks flushing red. "I don't know why I did
that".
    Robbie reached up pulling at the brown beard as he stared into those
great blue eyes. "I do" and he crashed his lips to his fathers.
   Jay felt a passion rise in him he had never known before. His tongue
slipped inside his sons mouth. His own son. 'My god' he thought 'I'm
fucking kissing my own son like he was my girl'. But the boys tongue goaded
him on. The passion blazed.
    His hands soothed his sons smooth face. Fingers traced the strong
jaw-line. Cub to bear - it wouldn't be long. His lips pulled back long
enough to mutter, "I want you, Robbie".
    Robbie mumbled, "Please, dad. I'm yours".
    That was it. Hands began to pull at each others clothes. With tongues
entwined they pulled each others shirts off. Pulling each other together,
hairy chest rubbing against a slightly less hairier one. A bear and his
cub.
    "Oh, fuck, son. I gotta see that cock". And he began to pull open
Robbies shorts. Reaching in he pulled out the stiff prick. The beautiful
clipped cock was thickly endowed with a strong silky pink knob all jutting
out of a thick wirey bush. "I gotta have this". He pushed his son back as
he dove down and began to suck his sons beauty.
    Robbie groaned loudly. The mouth felt amazing as he sucked hard his
tongue dancing around the shaft. Man oh man his own dad was sucking his
cock. Fuck, never let this end.
    Jays tongue swirled about the head before being sucked forcefully. With
his nose pressed into the pubes and his chin squashing the balls he sucked
like he need his sons cock for survival.
    Robbie held his dads strong shoulders. The mans fingers were pulling on
the slightly hairy nipples twisting and turning. Robbie squirmed in
delicious agony as the hirsute man sucked his painful boner.
    Jay lifted his body up undoing his shorts. "Get naked, son. I've got
seven inches of love to give you. Get on your fucking back".
    Quickly Robbie was on his back in the cab. His dad crawled over him
sitting on his chest. He could smell the damp crotch as the low hairy nut
sac swung above his mouth.
    "Take a good look at daddys prick". The hard shaft was brought closer
to his sons face. As he eased back the foreskin he said "this is where you
came from. This is the hairy tool that made you. And you're gonna fucking
thank your daddy by sucking my hairy fucking pole".
    The thick purple knob hovered over mouth momentarily before it began to
decend. Robbie felt the cock slide into his mouth. His tongue slobbered all
over the shaft as Jay began to face fuck the boy. Meaty and thick his mouth
struggled to accommodate his dads shaft.
    "That's it, son. You suck your daddys fucking hairy cock. Take it. Fuck
you suck like an expert. My sweet fucking son". Jay began to pump
faster. "Squeeze my fucking nuts, cocksucker. Jesus, what a mouth! Suck it,
baby. Oh fuck yeah. Use your tongue. Jesus Christ!  What a fucking
mouth. Suck it. Come on. Suck daddy good. There's a big reward in it for
ya. Suck it. Suck that fucking hairy pole".
    Robbie was in extacy as his own dad fucked his mouth with that
beautiful uncut prick. In and out he pumped getting harder and faster. More
and more of those seven delectable inches went down his throat.
    "Oh fuck, baby. Daddys close. So close. Ah fuck! I don't want this to
end. Oh fuck, oh fuck. Robbie, Robbie. Daddys gonna cum. Here it is. Here
it is!"
    As his mouth filled Robbie began to swallow. Wave after wave of thick
gooey cum flooded his hungry mouth swallowing every drop. Needing every
drop. Wanting that cock to live forever in his mouth.
    Jay pulled out gasping and panting. "Fuck, son. You're something
else!". He eased off the teenager. "Sit up" he commanded as he sat in the
drivers side. "I got something special for you".
    Robbie watched as his dad slid down the side of the door so his head
was almost on the seat. Lifting his legs and clasping the bottom of his
feet his hairy ass cheeks parted revealing the cavern of hair in the
crack. There almost entirely covered was his hole.
    "Get your face in there. You're gonna lick my hairy asshole".
    Robbie buried his face into the warm silky hair as his tongue found its
target. Slowly Robbie began to lick the warm fuzzy hole.
    "That's it, son. Lick my fucking hairy asshole. Yeah. That's the
way. Lick my fucking man cave. Shove your tongue up there". Jay groaned
deeply. "Smell my sweet fucking ass, son. Inhale daddys butt crack!"
    Robbie loved the smell of his dads ass - that masculine strong aroma of
man. His tongue pushed at the hole as it loosened allowing more of the
tongue inside the funk hole.
    "Okay" Jay said as he pulled his sons face up towards his own. "I want
to be your first man fuck. I want my fucking sons hairy pole up my ass
chute".
    Robbie needed no more encouragement. Reaching down he grabbed his hard
cock pressing it to his dads hot asshole. His whole body shivered as his
cock slipped into the hairy wet sleeve.
    Jay grabbed his sons firm butt with both hands. "Come on, Robbie. Fuck
your old man. I need my sweet sons cock up my chute. Fuck my hairy fucking
hole!"
    Robbie began to fuck hard. He didn't care how hard. He had his cock
where it really belonged: up his dads hairy asshole. Fucking his own dad
felt so good. "Can you feel this, dad. Feel my cock?"
    "Oh yeah son. I can feel it. Feel that sweet fucking Robbie cock up my
hole. Fuck my hairy shitter. Fuck me, Robbie, fuck daddy hard".
   He couldn't hold back. It was here. His balls tightened. His dad was
squeezing his ass cheeks. He was
pumping. Pumping. Harder. Harder. Faster. Faster.
    Robbie let out a yell as he blasted inside his dads hairy
hole. Pumping. Gobs of cum spouting out. Erupting. Filling his dads hairy
asshole. Filling him with son juice.
    As he slowed down Jay pulled Robbie up into his arms kissing him
tenderly. "I love you, son. My sweet fucking Robbie".
    "Ah, dad", Robbie sighed. "Please. Can you do me?"
    Jay ran his tongue over his sons lips. "You want daddy to fuck you?"
    "No. I need you to fuck me. Oh, daddy! Please!"
    Jay nodded. "Turn around and push that arse onto my face". As his son
complied Jay took in the full aroma of his sons lightly hairy crack. His
tongue darted at the ring surrounded by silky hair.
    "Oh, yeah, daddy. Lick me. Fuck me with your tongue". The muscle-snake
lavished the teenager with abandon as Robbie took the seven inch penis into
his mouth sucking his dad into a solid erection.
    Within minutes Robbies hot hole was so ready for man meat. Any meat.
    The teenager slid forward as his dad got to his knees and began sliding
his slick cock into the boys asshole.
    Jay was fucking Robbie. Holding his sons hips he began to bronco-bust
the boys hole, really tearing him a new one. He bucked and fucked so wildly
that his swinging nuts were bashing into his sons balls with every inward
stroke.
    "That's what you need, boy. Your daddys fucking cock ramming your
shitter. Take it all, bitch-boy. Take my fucking cock up your boy-cunt".
    Robbie thrashed about. A real good man fuck was what he needed. To get
his ass filled by his own dad was more than he could bear. He began to
spontaneously shoot his wad: his sphincter beginning to milk his dads cock.
    "Oh, fuck, son. Oh, yeah. Here's my load. Take it, ya fucking teenage
cock-whore. Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
    And as Jay unleashed his torrents of cum he collapsed on top of his
son. His sweet teenage son. His new cock-whore.