Date: Tue, 29 Nov 2005 00:34:02 -0700
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Jeremy's Rubdown #6

Jeremy's Rub Down, Part 6
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his minor
son.  The usual comments and warnings apply.  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 reading other stories I've written, check under
the authors link for Xavier L.

Please feel free to email me with comments at
xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk.


Jeremy played a great game of soccer.  He was so elated he couldn't stop
talking about the game the whole way home.  When we got to the house, I
sent him to go get showered.  I called and ordered pizza with Canadian
bacon and pineapple on it.  His favorite.  I sat down in the living room to
wait.  Jeremy came into the living room wrapped in his towel.  I motioned
him over to me.

"You played SO well Jer!  I'm so proud of you!" I said pulling him into an
embrace.  I smelled his freshly shampooed hair and ran my hand up and down
his slightly damp back.  Knowing he was naked underneath the towel drove me
wild, and I let my hands glide to the towel where I undid it and let the
towel drop.  He giggled.  My hands slid over the graceful curves of his
tight ass, and I began kissing his neck which always drove him wild.  I
whispered into his ear: "Why don't you help your dear old Dad out son?"

Jeremy stepped back a bit and watched my hand lift one of the legs of my
shorts up and over my straining cock.  He smiled and moved to the side of
me, kneeling on the couch and lowering his head to my dick.  I groaned as I
felt my cock slide into his wet mouth.  Cognizant of the fact the pizza
would soon be arriving, I said: "We'll have to make this quick before the
pizza guy gets here."  He started sucking my cock faster as I helped him
take more of the shaft.  While he blew me, I inserted my middle finger into
his hole which made him go even faster.  I finger fucked him, and he
matched my rhythm until my cock was filling his throat with its salty
fluid.

"Oh you do that SO well Jer!" I gushed as he continued milking my rod.  We
were interrupted by the doorbell.  I sent Jeremy into the hallway where he
was hidden from view.  I stuffed my cock back into my shorts, positioning
it so the hard-on was less noticeable and went to the door.  Sure enough
our pizza was here.  I paid him and as soon as the door was shut, Jeremy
came bounding back into the room.  I motioned for him to grab a TV tray to
put the pizza on.  He got on the couch, one leg fully stretched out and one
bent at the knee relaxing as he ate his pizza.

I sat at his feet chewing on my piece of pizza and watching him eat with
gusto.  My eyes followed every curve of his body, but I was especially
drawn to his creamy thighs.  His cock rested perched atop his balls.  I
couldn't resist, and so I moved between his legs, leaned down and began
sucking on his cock.  He spread his legs wide open to accommodate me more
easily as his dick stiffened in my mouth.  I nursed his cock until it was
good and hard and then began sucking on his balls.  I slid my hands
underneath him and grabbed his ass cheeks as I continued working his knob.
He was moaning loudly again which kindled the fire of lust building within
me.  I could take it no longer.  I stripped off my clothes as quickly as I
could and reached for the bottle of lube we kept under the cushions.

I put a good amount of the liquid on my cock, grabbed his ankles and yanked
him toward me, pulling his legs up into the air and then pushing them down
toward his chest until his hole was directly in line with my cock.  "You're
so fucking hot Jer!" I said, and then I entered him.  I watched his head
roll back and forth as my dick buried itself inside his tight ass.  "You
like it when Daddy fucks you, don't you?" I asked.

"Mmmmmmhmmmmmm!" he moaned his reply.

With that I began fucking him harder making his head bounce with each
forward thrust.  "I love fucking you son!" I said as I continued pounding
his firm cheeks, his legs now resting against my shoulders, his ankles
bobbing up and down with my thrusts.  I was breathing hard with the effort
and kept trying to enter him even more deeply, but I was already buried to
the hilt in his hole.  I pulled out of him, took hold of his legs and
twisted them gently so that he rolled onto his tummy.  I moved between his
legs, pushing them far apart, and reentered him, slamming his body into the
cushions.

He moaned "Unh, unh, unh!" as I fucked him hard.

I could feel my orgasm nearing, and I said: "Daddy's going to fill you up
now!" and then I came, the thick fluid blasting out of my cock as his ass
muscles tightened around my dick.  The way his muscles were moving made me
aware he was having a dry orgasm as well.  I reached underneath him and
began stroking his small dick slowly helping him enjoy his orgasm more.
Eventually I stopped, withdrew my hand and then just rested more of my
weight against him knowing that the cushions would support his body.

I started kissing him, my dick going limp in his ass.  "You're the best son
a father could ever wish for!" I told him.  When I finally did move off of
him, I had him hand me a slice of pizza, and then I sat back eating.  He
grabbed some more pizza as well and moved between my legs, his back against
me while we ate.  We stayed in that position while we watched a movie on
TV.  I relished in the feeling of his smooth naked body against mine.

The next day he decided he wanted to go to the park.  We packed a picnic
and headed to the park which ended up being virtually deserted.  Some youth
leagues were having games, so I figured that's where people were.  He
played on the monkey bars and the other play sets for a while.  I watched
the sun beam down upon him which only enhanced his beauty.  I found myself
becoming quite horny.  I had to shift my erection in my jeans shorts.
That's when I spotted the bathrooms and had an idea on how to fix
my. . . situation.

"Jeremy, come here please."

Jeremy came right over.

"Do you need to go to the bathroom?" I asked hopefully.

"No."

"Are you sure?" I asked hoping he'd get the hint.

"Yeah, I'm sure Daddy."  He just was not getting it.  "Um, I need
. . . some help, so let's go to the bathroom."

He looked at me curiously but followed me walking hand in hand as we went
to the bathroom.  The bathroom was empty, and so I picked the handicapped
stall at the end of the aisle.  I ushered him inside and shut and locked
the door.  "Quick, sit down," I said.

He sat down on top of the toilet still trying to figure this all out, but
then his look of bewilderment quickly dissipated as he saw me unzipping my
fly and pulling my hard cock out.  I moved in very close, and he wrapped
his arms around me as he buried my dick into the moist warmth of his mouth.
"That's my boy," I said encouragingly as he began devouring my rod.  I had
to shush him as he made hungry noises a little too loudly.

I started pumping his face and then felt his tiny hand fumbling at my
zipper.  I undid the button at the waist of the pants giving him more
access, and he quickly found my balls and began massaging them as he worked
my cock.  I threw my head back as I succumbed to the intense pleasure, one
of my hands resting on his head and another gently playing with his ear.
The riskiness of the situation brought me to orgasm more quickly than
normal, and he made me more nervous as he choked a couple of times on the
fluid flooding his throat.  I let him finish me off before pulling my cock
away from him and tucking it back in my shorts.

I leaned down and whispered in his ear: "You're so good at that Jer.  You
made Daddy feel so good!" Then I kissed him firmly on the lips switching to
a passionate deep kiss.  I could taste the remnants of my cum on his lips
as I kissed him.

After kissing I opened the door slowly so I could peek and make sure no one
else had come in.  The coast was clear, so I signaled to Jeremy to come out
of the stall.  We then walked back to the play area where he picked up he
had left off.  When he was tired of playing, we found a sunny spot, spread
out our blanket and enjoyed our lunch.  I stretched out on my back, and he
snuggled up to me.  I figured it looked innocent enough, so I didn't
disrupt him.

Later we went back home, and he helped me put things away in the kitchen.
I glimpsed a tent in his shorts and said something about it.  He just
grinned at me and kept putting stuff away.  I turned him around, lifted him
up onto the counter and then pulled his shorts and underwear down exposing
his hard dick.  I bent down and started kissing him and said: "I like
seeing you naked," as I peeled his shirt and other clothing off of him.
Then I pushed apart his legs and went down on him, at times putting both
his cock and nuts into my mouth eliciting a loud "Oh Daddy!"

I stopped sucking on him, picked him up and took him to the couch.  I set
him on his feet on the floor as I lay down on the couch.  "Get on my face,"
I said as I squirmed down more, my legs going over the side of the couch.
He positioned himself over my face and then inserted his dick into my mouth
again, immediately making fucking motions as his cock slid back and forth
in my mouth.  I closed my lips tightly around his small shaft increasing
his sensations.

"Unnnhhhhh!!!" he cried.

My hands ran softly up and down his bare back while he worked my lips, his
body colliding with my face as he abandoned all control which quickly gave
way to unleashing his orgasm.  He practically collapsed against my face as
his body achieved release.  When he recovered, he moved off of my head and
lay down on my torso, and we snuggled for a while before it was time to get
ready to go to his cousin's birthday party.

We showered together and then got dressed hurriedly as we still had to buy
her her gift.  As we drove down our street, he asked: "Daddy, are we ever
going to stop doing that stuff?"

"The stuff we do naked?" I asked for clarification.

"Yeah."

"Do you want to?"

Not even a pause before his response: "No."

"Then we don't have to."

I heard him softly say "Good," as he turned the radio on.


Watch for part 7