Date: Fri, 14 Jul 2006 11:46:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: Hardly Cored <hardly_cored@yahoo.com>
Subject: learning about my boy

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Spencer had always been such a lovely boy. The day he was born you could
immediately see that his most striking features were his coal black hair
and the brightest blue eyes ever seen on a child. As a proud father there
was one other thing that struck me like a brick. His little baby cock-let
was hanging limp the size of my pinky finger! I have seen most of the
people in my family nude and I am not sure where that feature came from
but I must say that it was VERY impressive.

I have always had a great love for my son. I remember the days of diaper
changes and play dates and even bath time. For the first eight years of
his life we spent some part of every day together with no clothes on. Now
before your mind gets going, we were taking baths or changing clothes.
Nothing sexual, up to today, had ever happened between the two of us. We
have always had a very normal and loving relationship with each-other. I
have never been attracted to males in any way and had only ever had sex
with my wife. I actually stopped taking baths with Spencer at age eight
because of something that happened that felt very natural to me but I was
still unsure how to deal with. While taking a shower together I noticed
Spencer's penis was erect. Even at age eight he was almost as big as my
six and a half inches when erect and almost as thick so it was very hard
to miss. From the day he was born that thing looked so out of place on
his little body. But I do have to say it made me quite proud and when he
was a baby I took great pride in changing him in front of any one at any
time. Anyway, back to the shower.

Seeing my little boy all boned up like that had two effects. First I
started laughing my ass off. It was really funny seeing this huge dick,
and even at that age you couldn't really call that thing nothing but a
dick, sticking off the body of my son. It also immediately put me in
daddy mode.

"Daddy, what is it you are laughing at? Are you laughing at me?"

"No, Buddy, Daddy would never laugh at you. Seeing your dickey all boned
like that just caught Daddy off guard, Pal."

"Boned? Is that why it gets so hard because it has a bone in it?"

Barely able to contain more laughter I knew it was time to do some
explaining and I was very comfortable with it,"No, Spencer, there is no
bone in there. It is hard because it fills up with blood so a man and
woman can make a baby together." At my own explanation I honestly had to
wonder how the boy wasn't light headed or even had enough extra blood to
fill that thing up. I really wasn't sure at this time I wanted to
continue the conversation so I was hoping he would take this at face
value and leave it there. Then I got a surprise from him.

"Are you talking about fucking, Daddy?"

OH MY GOD! My little eight year old son did not just say fucking to me.
The hardly contained laughter was now escaping from my body like lava
from a volcano.

"Spencer Mitchell, where in the world did you hear that word?"

"Oh, Daddy, me and the boys talk about fucking all of the time. I know it
is when a guy puts his dickey inside of a woman's private place and moves
it in and out until she has a baby."

"My my my, aren't you the knowledgeable one?" I know my face had to be
beet red because I was laughing so hard by this point that my stomach
hurt. And one other thing I didn't even notice until now, my six plus
incher was hard as a rock. I had not had sex since my wife died about two
years before this incident and being a full time and single father did
not allow for a whole lot of masturbation. I was the only adult I knew of
who still had wet dreams. For some reason this situation did not seem
sexual to me even though at the time I was thinking I could kill two
birds with one stone here.

"Look, Pal, since we are both standing here with hard dickeys why don't
you let Daddy show you how to make it go away."

"Daddy, you just leave it alone and it gets soft again all on its own."

As sensible as this sounded I think I had already made my mind up what to
do. I reached down to my cock and grabbed it firmly in my hand and
said,"That will work, Spence, but there is a way to make it go away and
have a really good time too."

With no more words I started stroking my incredibly hard cock about three
inches from my son's face. I think this is universal for guys and no
instructions were needed. After a few minutes of watching Daddy rub one
out my son grabbed his own cock and started moving his fist up and down
it. I almost laughed again as I realized his little hand did not even go
all the way around his own dick. I could not explain my excitement and
did not want to. All I wanted to do was make my cock cum while my kid was
stroking his dick and watching me. I guess as any curious child would he
reached up and grabbed onto Daddy's cock. I let my hand fall as one
stroke from him sent two weeks worth of cum all over his face. It was the
whitest thickest cum I think I have ever seen.

"Oh my god, Daddy, what is wrong?"

Nothing is wrong, Baby, nothing at all." I could hardly even breath as my
knees started to buckle and I sent seven more shots of cum at my boy and
watched the last spurt land right in his mouth. His lips closed as my cum
slid down his throat and I almost died. I got out of the shower without
saying a word and dried off. I have never showered with my son again
since then and we never again talked so openly about what a boy's body
does.

Spencer is sixteen and I must say he is one of the most beautiful boys I
have ever seen. While at home he is always running around in just boxers
and even his toes are beautiful. He takes great care of himself and his
toenails look like they have been done professionally. His second toe is
a bit longer than his big toe with all the other toes flowing nicely all
the way to his pinky toe, which is not one of those stubs but a nice
regular looking toe.

Basketball and skateboarding have been really good to his body. I admire
him often as he lounges around practically naked. At five foot seven he
is 140 pounds of solid boy. He has great definition in a way his dad
never has. His arms have lovely curves just below his shoulders that hint
at the strength of the boys punch. His abs are not a six pack but a nice
flat and hard surface. I am sure the pack will come soon. He is
completely hairless everywhere I can see except for the cutest little
coal black puffs of fine long hair in his pits. The boy has never had a
blemish in his whole life and his teeth are so white they look like they
could light a room in the dark. All of this coupled with the most unruly
mop of jet black hair and eyes as blue as sea water make him the most
beautiful child anyone could ask for. I have also noticed two other
things, and as strange as it might sound, this has never been sexual but
just parental admiration. He wears this stuff called Axe that makes him
smell like heaven. Sometimes I just sit next to him and inhale until my
chest hurts. Also, that thing in his boxers swings around longer and
thicker limp than I am hard. I have not seen him naked since our last
shower together when he was eight but that thing is hard to miss. We have
to buy him new jeans about ever six weeks because the place were his dick
lays in his crotch rubs completely through on the left hand side. The boy
is HUNG!

Spencer has been having a great time hanging out with his friends this
summer. I only wish we had a two income family so I could spend some more
time with him. He has the most amazing tan from hanging out at the pool
in our housing addition. All of his friends do and it makes their
complexion look so smooth that I am almost jealous. I just wish I had
more time to be his friend and not just a father. With this in mind, I
decided to come home from work early today.

The very first thing I noticed when I came through the garage door into
the kitchen was that someone had been smoking pot in the house. My first
reaction was to be upset but before the thought even got out of my head I
knew it wasn't my son but probably one of his friends that had been
smoking and he, knowing I was not going to be home for some time, did not
want to seem uncool to his buddys. I thought I would sneak out and see
what was going on.

I rounded the corner of the kitchen into the living room and was shocked
by what I saw. On my table was a blue metal pot pipe and a mostly empty
fifth of Southern Comfort. On my couch was a totally naked son of mine
with the biggest hardest dick I have ever seen in my life.

"Spencer Mitchell DuPree, what in the hell is going on here?" My anger
was evident in my voice and it almost scared me how mad I was.

When I got no response I walked around to stare him right in the eye. I
was met with the slumbering form of a beautiful teen god. The tightness
in my slacks also let me know that I had a dick harder than it has been
in eight years. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why am I hard looking at
my naked son? My eyes left his closed lids and skimmed down that ski
slope nose, over the puffy red lips that almost look like they have been
drinking red Kool Aid, down over a broadening chest capped by two tiny
little brown dots down his smooth stomach to stop at the long piece of
foreskin laying in his belly button. And I just stared. This boy is
absolutely amazing.

I remember the day he was born. Ashley and I had never really discussed
circumcision. I just assumed it was something the doctor did and it would
just be done as a matter of course. Ashley was as surprised as I with
that piece of flesh hanging from his baby crotch. He was so beautiful in
every way and when the doctor asked us about circumcision we decided not
to have it done. Now I stand here sixteen years later looking at the only
hard uncut dick I have ever seen in person in my entire life.

His cock was laying on his stomach sticking straight up. Even hard there
was enough skin to completely cover the head and bunch up in a little
mouth looking thing. My eyes took in his hard as steel cock which is at
least eight and half inches long. It has the cutest blue veins running
all up and down it and it is almost a translucent white unlike the rest
of his marvelously tanned skin. That black hair looks so out of place at
the base of his white fuck pole and strangely is not curled up but very
fine very straight and puffy. The thickness of his cock is unbelievable.
He almost looked like he had a can of hairspray sticking up out of his
mid section. His balls were hanging down between his wide spread legs to
actually lay on the couch. Just one of the nuts outlined in his slack
sack was bigger than both of mine together. I am a completely straight
guy who has only ever had sex with women. Looking at my charged son my
cock was harder than hell and I only knew one thing. Fuck the
consequences of it all but I suddenly knew without a shred of doubt that
I was going to suck my son's cock.

My hands were, and actually are now, shaking as i got down on my knees
and, without even thinking about what I was doing, reached out and
grasped my boy's huge piece of man cock. It was soo hot to my touch and
the skin was so smooth. I have never before touched a hard cock but my
own and the sensation was amazing. It was like a jolt of electricity
running through my body at the feel of his dick. Pulling his foreskin
back behind his smooth pink head I was met with the most wonderful and
erotic smell. It was so familiar but at the same time so different than
anything I had ever smelled and I realized the smell was so erotic that I
wanted to bust.

With my fingers just meeting around the thickness of my little boy's
pole, I took him in my fist and began to slide his foreskin back and
forth over his pink flared head. His skin made a tacky kind of noise like
tck tck tck each time it rolled loosely back over and around his glands.
The smell was even more overpowering now. As I stroked his cock tightly
in my fist I heard Spence take a deep deep breath and let out the sexiest
fucking sex moan I have ever heard. For the first time since I touched
his cock I looked up into my boy's beautiful face. His still sleeping
face was cradled in the arms that were crossed behind his head. Those
incredibly cute tufts of dark black pit pubes were staring me in the face
and giving off the most incredible boy aroma. His tropical punch colored
lips were just slightly part and he had the most contented look on his
face. I was once again struck by how beautiful this boy is.

Looking back to the dick I had continued stroking while looking at him I
noticed with my next down stroke that his fuck lube was rolling out of
his foreskin and that it was very very thick and not runny like mine.
Four or five strokes later and his magnificent tool was covered in the
stuff and my hand glided like a well oiled machine.

What was supposed to be a quick lick to taste his essence turned into
much more as the unbelievable sweet flavor hit my tongue. I do not know
what I expected cock snot to taste like but his precum was like fucking
cotton candy. Without any thought I immediately took into my mouth the
only head of a dick that had ever been in it. I had no experience sucking
cock but if I scraped it raw with my teeth I was not about to stop for
ANYTHING!

As my mouth closed around his head my tongue instinctively wrapped around
and began licking behind and in front of the glands. I got a start when I
heard, "Ummmm, fuck yeah, baby, suck that big dick."

I had to look up into that face again but nothing, not even open eyes,
would keep me from finishing what I had started. His eyes were still
closed and I assumed he was having the dream of his young life. His cock
size and my inexperience left me giving my boy head with lots of tongue
and not much movement. About five minutes into the licking that sexy ass
moan came out again as a hand freed from behind his head fell hard on my
head. His hips punched and his hand slammed and all the sudden I was
literally chocking on dick.

The precum was so sweet and I loved the taste but with two more hip
thrusts and a swelling behind belief six contracted shots of cum were in
my mouth with so much force it almost hurt. As I swallowed that first
shot the taste was driving me wild. I think if I knew cum was gonna taste
like this I would have been sucking cock like a cum pig for years. As
that last rapid fire shot hit my tongue it sounded like pain coming out
of my boy with an. "AAAAhhhhhrrrrrr" being forced from him.

I immediately felt the way I did in the shower that day. Not sure why I
had done what I had and so unable to stop myself. I let his cock fall
from my mouth and stood over his sleeping form as I pulled my
comparatively small prick out of slacks, wrapped my hand around it and
fired seven shots of hot daddy sperm all over my son's chest abs and
deflating cock. And with a satisfied horror that confuses the hell out of
me, I was back at work in ten minutes.

This is my first attempt at writing this down. Please be nice, Guys! All
questions, comments and remarks will be well received.

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