Date: Mon, 20 Mar 2006 23:46:36 -0700
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Learning to Milk

Learning to Milk
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing consensual sex between a father and
his preteen son. 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 my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me as well.

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when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at
xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk.


I've been raising Danny, my 12-year-old son, alone for several years now.
We lost his mom and brother in a car accident when he was little.  We live
on a farm that has been in my family for generations.  During the season I
have hired hands to help out.  With it being winter, it's just Danny and
me.  I remember my dad making me and my siblings get up before dawn to help
him with chores, and I just hated it.  So I decided until Danny was older,
I would do what I could by myself in the morning, and then he could help me
later in the day.

One morning I was in the barn milking some of the cows when I heard the
door creak open.  I wasn't expecting anyone to be coming into the barn, so
I was a bit freaked out.  I took a deep sigh of relief when I saw it was my
son.  "Danny, you about gave me a heart attack!"

"Sorry Daddy!"

"What you doing up so early?"

"Dunno.  Couldn't sleep.  Figured I'd come see if you needed help."

"Well, I'm milking the cows right now.  Wanna learn how?"

A large grin spread across his pale face, and he hurried over to where I
sat.  I moved back on the stool so he could join me.  He sat between my
legs.  I put his hands in mine to warm them up first.  "Now you wouldn't
want me sticking my cold hands on your bare skin, so you should always warm
yours up before putting them on the cow's teats."  His brown hair swiveled
around as he looked at me in shock.  "I said `teats'.  That's what you can
an animal's nipples.  It's not a bad word."

"Can I say it?"

I suppressed a chuckle. "Of course.  It isn't a bad word."

He turned his attention back to the anxious cow in front of him.  I put his
hands on her teats, gave him some instructions and then started milking
her.  After a few squeezes, I turned it over to him.  At one point I
started to slip off the stool, and I ended up grabbing onto Danny around
his waist.  It felt good to hold him, and he didn't object, so I left my
arm there and soon embraced his torso.  It felt good to have his warmth
against me.  As he milked he got a little enthusiastic and was almost
bumping up and down against me as he tugged on the cattle's teats.  I'm
afraid it caught the attention of my dick, and it started to respond.  I
told him to take it easy and calm down, but I was still getting hard.  And
with his body up against mine, it didn't help.  It had been a LONG time
since I had touched or been touched sexually, and I'm afraid it got the
better of me.

Danny finished milking, but I continued to hold him close.  "I love you
son."

"I love you too Daddy!" he said, as he snuggled backward into me.

I took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of his hair.  I began kissing
the sides of his face gently.  "You know, when two people love each other a
lot, there are special things they can do."

"Yeah? Like what?" he asked curiously.

"It makes them VERY close.  You can't get any closer.  It's one of the
ultimate ways to show you love someone."

"What is it?"

My heart began pounding in my throat, and I could feel it throbbing in my
ears as my hand lowered down his torso.

"It's stuff that Mommy and Daddy used to do, and Daddy has never done it
with anyone else."

"Really?"

"Really.  But I want to with you because I love you more than anybody else
in the whole world."  As I finished my sentence, my hand sank beneath the
waistband of his sweatpants and embraced the outline of his dick through
his boxers.  I began rubbing his dick through the flannel fabric.  "It's a
special way of making someone feel REALLY good," I added, my fingers
slipping into the fly of his boxers and gently stroking his stiffening
cock.  I began kissing on his neck as I stimulated his dick.  As I reached
further down and began massaging his balls, I asked "Is this OK Danny?  Can
Daddy do this for you?"

"Yesss Daddy."

"I'll stop if you want me to," I said, now sliding my hand under the
elastic of his boxers and rubbing his dick and balls.  He didn't say a
word, but I felt his body responding to my touch.  "Yeah, you like that
don't you?  Daddy loves you so much he wants to make you feel so very
special."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," he replied.

I pulled my hand out of from under his underwear and sweats and pushed them
down starting at his hips.  He adjusted as needed so I could get them down
to about the middle of his thighs.  I ran my hands up his bare thighs and
then under his shirt and felt the curves of his young body.  "I love how
you feel son.  Now this is just between you and me, OK?  We don't tell
anyone else.  It's too special."

"OK Daddy, but I'm cold."

I didn't even stop to think about it being winter as I had begun to undress
my son.  I pulled his pants and underwear up, helped him stand, and then
lifted him up into my arms, his legs straddling me, and I carried him back
inside the house.  Once inside I carried him up the stairs and into my
bedroom.  I laid him gently on the bed and slowly removed his snow boots
and socks, then his hat and jacket, followed by his shirt, and then his
sweats and underwear.  I stared down at his naked body, his cock standing
straight up, his eyes full of trust.

I bent down and began gently sucking on his nipples.  And then I kissed
slowly down his torso and stomach until I was at his dick.  I don't know
why, but it just seemed . . . natural to start sucking on his hard cock.
So I did.  I spread his smooth legs apart and took the satiny, virtually
hairless skin of his nut sac into my mouth and sucked lightly on his balls.
And then I kissed down his smooth creamy white thighs to his feet, softly
sucked on some of his toes and then returned to his neck.

"You're so beautiful son," I whispered in his ear.

"What about you Daddy?"

I stopped kissing him, one hand again stroking his wood.  "What about me?"

"Don't I get to see you without clothes on?"

"Oh, uh, yeah."  I quickly removed all of my clothing as Danny watched me
earnestly.  He stared at my, of course, much larger cock, and when I was
close enough, his small hand went out and started exploring it.  My whole
body shivered at his touch.  It had been so long since anyone had touched
me that way.  It was a curious, tentative touch.

I wanted to consume him.  "I'm going to kiss your penis again son," I said,
and then I moved my head to his groin and began sucking him off rapidly.
He couldn't reach my cock anymore, but I didn't care.  Having his velvet
hardness in my mouth was ambrosia for the moment.  It didn't take long
before his sweet nectar was flowing into my mouth.  At first I eagerly
swallowed it, but then I found myself longing for more and wanting to
prolong this special treat.  He was young, so I knew he could either keep
it hard or get it back up quickly, but I didn't want to push things this
first time.

I climbed into bed next to him, pulled him to me, and then I rolled onto my
back so he covered my body.  "Now we're going to have a special kiss.  Open
your mouth and just do what I do," I instructed, and then I began french
kissing him.  He returned my kiss ineptly but hungrily.  After a few
moments, he broke our kiss.

"My turn!"

"Your turn for what?"

"I'm going to kiss your penis now," he proclaimed as he squirmed down my
body and between my legs.

"You don't have to you know," I said aloud but inside I desperately begged
for it.

He looked at it as if examining a new specimen, and then my cock began
throbbing when I saw his lips part and his head descend.  I felt his hot
breath on my rod first followed by his mouth's moist embrace.  A tingling
sensation erupted in my body as my baby boy began sucking my cock.  "Oh
Danny! YES!" I moaned loudly.  I let him slide up and down my cock a few
times before telling him to suck on my balls.  His lips forced me to grasp
at the sheet beneath my naked body.  I wanted to rip into it, to sink my
fingers into the mattress to anchor me.  I felt as if I was leaving my body
as Danny's young lips worked my scrotum.  And then he returned to my cock
once again.

I was rapidly approaching climax which was no surprise.  His mother would
never swallow, and I knew this incredible nirvana would take me to new
heights if only he would.  "Danny, I'm getting ready to cum.  I want you to
try to swallow it."

His head lifted off.  "You're going to cum?  Is that when it shoots out
stuff?"

"Yes, exactly.  PLEASE Danny.  It would make it feel even better!"

My son, my precious boy, went back to work on my cock.  I could feel the
orgasm building.  Instinctively I put a hand on his head and started
bobbing it up and down.  He reacted instantaneously by picking up speed.  I
started almost whimpering as the crescendo built, and I almost screamed
when my cum blasted into my son's warm mouth.  Ever the trooper Danny
coughed and sputtered, but he continued sucking.  It was better than I
could have possibly anticipated!  He continued milking his Daddy until I
told him to stop.

"Oh you made Daddy feel so good son!" I said as he climbed back on top of
me, and we kissed passionately again.  He put his head on my chest, and I
covered us with the blankets.  "That was even better than Mommy!"

"Really?"

"Oh yeah!" I replied enthusiastically.

"Do you still miss her?"

"Yes, especially at night when I'm in here all alone."

He paused before responding "Maybe I could sleep in here with you from now
on."

I squeezed him close to me and bent down and kissed his brown hair.  "That
would be nice son, really nice."

We held each other for a while before going downstairs to have breakfast,
putting on our clothes before leaving the room.

After cleaning up the mess, I stretched out on the wide couch and turned on
the morning news.  Danny joined me on the couch, lying on his side as well,
pulling my arm around him.  After a while of holding him like that, I once
again wanted to feel his bare skin, so I moved my hand up underneath his
shirt and slid my hand over his taut body.  His breathing changed, and I
let my hand glide back down to his crotch.  It slid underneath his sweats.
He hadn't put on his underwear, so discovering his hard cock took no work
at all.  As I began stroking his dick, I felt him push his sweats down.

Next his hands were rubbing my swelling cock through my PJ bottoms.
"Daddy, I can't get to yours."

I released his cock and pushed my bottoms down.  His hand clamped on my
dick, and mine returned to his.  Because of our position my cock was
rubbing up against his ass cheeks.  Pure desire swept through me.

"Danny, there's one more thing we haven't done that would make it even more
special."

"What's that?"

"We could make love."

"Like have sex?"

"Yeah."

"How, though?  I'm not a girl."

Don't I know it! I thought, my hand stroking his stiff dick.  I moved my
hand to the rounded mound of one of his ass cheeks and began stroking it.
Even girls sometimes use a different hole, but only when it's VERY special.
Mommy would never let me."

"You want to put it in my bum?"

I began kissing the side of his neck again.  "Please son.  Let me be inside
you.  It would be like we were truly united, like one person.  Let me make
love to you."

He was silent for a moment.  I began rubbing his hole with my finger while
he pondered.  "Will it hurt?"

"I don't know, but I'll go as slow as you want me to."

I slid my hand back to his erection and began slowly stroking it.  "Okay."

"Really?!" I asked in unfeigned surprise.

"Yes, go ahead."

I was overjoyed.  My mind reeled.  I didn't want to go to my bathroom for
fear he'd change his mind, but I needed SOMETHING.  Then I saw the small
tin of bag balm.  I grabbed it, put a large gob on my cock and then some
into his hole, and then I placed the tip of my dick against his hole.  "I
love you son, very much."

"I know Daddy.  I love you too."

And with that I began feeding my son my cock.  It was agonizing how long it
took to slowly work my cock into my boy's virgin hole.  I was worried how
he was doing and what his experience was until most of my cock was inside
him, and I felt him push backward into me, sinking my cock the rest of the
way.  "Oh my lovely baby boy!" I said as our bodies pressed into each other
more.  One of my hands stroked his hair lovingly as my hips slowly
maneuvered my cock back and forth in his tight hole.  The other stroked his
soft skin as I spoke softly: "Danny I love you sooo much!  Being inside of
you, I couldn't feel any closer to you.  There's no one else I want to make
love to in the whole wide world."

I slowly moved back and forth in my son fully cherishing every sensation as
his ass clamped around my cock intermittently, the feel of his silky skin
beneath my rough fingertips, his soft hair, his scent filling my nostrils.

I wanted to ravish him, but I forced restraint and made sweet, slow,
passionate love to my little boy.  After a while I wanted to peer into his
eyes as I entered and joined him, so I pulled out.

"Are you done?"

"No, baby.  I want to be able to look at you," I responded.  I guided him
onto his back, lifted his legs into the air and reentered him watching the
look of pleasure on his face and in his light brown eyes as my cock filled
his hole.  I leaned down and kissed him deeply as my cock worked back and
forth in his ass.  As I began to near orgasm, I reached down and started
stroking his cock, matching the stroking with my fucking movements.  Soon
our breathing pattern was synchronized as the tension built between us
mutually.

I stared longingly into his eyes and watched his face contort as he reached
his nexus, and his hot juice flooded into my hand.  I savored my son's
facial expression of his orgasm for only a second or two before my own took
control of me.  I could barely support my weight as my body reeled from its
effects.  I kissed him greedily as my seed filled his ass.

When I finally pulled out of his ass, we lay on our sides, chest to chest,
embracing one another, our nude bodies intertwined.

After awhile I realized the animals were still waiting for their food.  "As
much as I would love to stay like this forever, my young love, I need to go
feed the animals."

"Ohhhhh," he protested.

"We have plenty of time for more, son. Plenty of time."  We maneuvered off
of the couch and got dressed, and I headed out to the barn.

When I was almost done, my body and mind aching for my son's warmth, his
soft skin against mine, the door creaked open once again.  It was Danny.

"I miss you."

"I miss you too son!"  I sat down on some hay while he approached.  He was
standing before me, and I just . . . had to have him.  I reached up and
lowered his sweats as a grin spread across his angelic face once more.  I
began to sit up and noticed his cock growing.  I leaned in and took him
into my mouth, my hands rubbing his bare ass.

He ran his hand through my hair as I sucked on his dick, and then he broke
the silence.  "When do I get to make love to you?"

I stopped sucking on his delicious meat and looked up at him.  "Well,
that's true. . . No better time than the present I guess."  I stood up,
dropped my pants, and leaned down and kissed him roughly.  When I broke our
kiss, I knelt down and leaned over a bale of hay.  He eagerly stripped off
his sweats over his sneakers and moved into position behind me.  And then
he just kind of crammed his dick into me.  Being only 12 he didn't have
that large of a dick yet, but it was big enough for me to certainly feel
it.  I won't say it hurt, but it took some getting used to.

"Oh Daddy!" he moaned as he started fucking my ass rapidly, his hormones
and the new sensation driving all his patience away.

I found myself thoroughly enjoying the feeling of not only his hunger but
his body crashing into mine.  I reached around and grabbed onto his ass as
he began pounding me.  "That's right Danny! Oh yeah!"

He was grunting "Unh, unh, unh," as he fucked me.  His movements were
getting more urgent, and found myself impatient to feel him cumming inside
of me.  And then his body went rigid, and I could feel his cock twitching.
His torso collapsed against my back as his orgasm overtook him.

"My sweet boy," I said, my voice ringing with pleasure and pride.  His hand
gently stroked my aching cock while he finished unloading in my newly
deflowered ass. He moved off of me, and I started to move as well, but then
his mouth closed around my balls paralyzing me with ecstasy.  My body
shivered as he moved beneath me, his mouth working on my cock like a
suckling.  "Try to go until you can swallow the whole thing son."

Danny endeavored to please me.  He didn't quite get my whole cock in his
mouth, but he did get more of it in there. When his fingers began massaging
my balls at the same time, I exploded in his throat.

As my orgasm waned, my senses slowly returned.  And then I remembered.  "Oh
shit!  You have a 4-H meeting!"  I pulled out of my son's mouth and looked
at my watch.  We only had a little time.  "Sorry Danny, but you need to go
get ready.  Mr. Johnson will be picking you up soon!"

We hastily threw our clothes back on and rushed inside the house.  Before
Danny went into his room to get warmer gear on, I pulled him to me and
kissed him firmly.  "I'm so glad you're my son."  I kissed him lightly on
the forehead and then playfully shoved him into his room and said "Now
git!"

I heard him do a raspberry as I hurried to my own room to change.  When he
joined Mr. Johnson and the other club members, my heart sank.  I ached for
him already.  And I knew as soon as he got home, I'd have all of his
clothes off, his naked body pressed against mine as we held each other once
more.


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