Date: Fri, 3 Apr 2009 16:28:06 -0600
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Losing Control

Losing Control
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing 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 (/nifty/prolific.html#xavierl).

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

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stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.stories@gmail.com.


My wife died a couple of years ago, and I haven't dated anyone since.  Our
son Kyle is now almost 10.  My wife's death has meant many things,
including almost no sex for 2 years.  That level of horniness can do
. . . things to you, I guess.

It began not that long ago when Kyle had fallen asleep on the couch wearing
only his underwear.  I was sitting on the floor watching a movie when I
heard him snoring.  I smiled and moved my fingertips over his bare back
slowly.  His skin was so soft.  It felt like. . . well, his mom.

I continued stroking his skin up and down his back.  My dick responded way
too fast.  I found my finger moving over the white cotton of his briefs.
My finger continued following the curves of his body down his leg to the
back of his knee.  I started back up the inside of his leg until my finger
found the leg of his underwear.

My cock ached so bad, and Kyle was always such a sound sleeper.  I next
found myself climbing onto the couch, his small body beneath me.  I lined
up my boxers with his briefs and began rubbing my underwear-covered cock
against where the crack of his ass would be.  I briefly considered sticking
my dick between his thighs, but how do I explain that one if he wakes up?

I continued dry humping his ass, but the smooth skin rubbing against my
bare torso took me back too far into the past.  I leaned down and began
kissing his face.

"Daddy?" he asked sleepily.  "What are you doing?"

"Just kissing my boy."

"Why are you rubbing against me like that?"

Ummmm.  "This makes Daddy feel REALLY good, and Daddy needs that bad right
now."

"I don't really like this, Daddy."

What the fuck do I do now?! I asked.  The only thing I could think of was
to . . . well, help him feel good.

"It's OK, baby," I said, transferring my weight to my left arm and sliding
my right hand down his body to his groin.  I began rubbing his crotch.  "Do
you like it better now?"

"It feels good, Daddy, but . . . I don't know if I like it."

Shit!  I just couldn't stop now!  "Well, that's because you aren't
comfortable enough!"  I moved back, grabbed his underwear and slid them
down before he could object.

He turned over quickly as he felt his underwear sliding down.  I saw his
small wood before I moved over him again.  I rubbed my crotch against his
hard dick as I began sucking on his nipple.

He sucked in his breath between his teeth, and I felt him melt into the
couch.

"See, that's a LOT better, isn't it?" I asked, moving to his neck and
sucking on the soft skin there.  I licked my palm and moved my hand to his
young meat and rubbed his hard-on.

"Daddy," he breathed.  It wasn't a protest.

Even though I had his dick in my hand, I was still living an old memory of
my wife.  At least the intimacy.  "Let me show you a special kiss," I said.
I leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips.  "Now open your mouth and
just relax."  I pushed my tongue into his mouth.  His head pivoted right
away, but I stayed with him.  He relaxed and started kissing me back.  I
stopped and said "Yes, that's right baby!" and returned to kissing him.

After a while I moved my lips to his chest and kissed down to his stomach.
I could feel his belly moving up and down rapidly.  I kissed his right hip
and then moved down to his underwear.  "We need to get these off," I said.
I moved off of the couch and slowly slid the white cotton briefs down and
removed them from his body.

He smiled at me.  I smiled back and then kissed the top of his foot.  I
continued kissing up his leg until I was at his sac.  Never in a million
years would I willingly put another guy's junk in my mouth, but right now I
was purely focused on pleasing my son.  His moaning and responsiveness hit
the explosive lust within me so that all I wanted was to feel him inside my
mouth.  I probed his tight sac with my tongue, working the two orbs tucked
against his body.  His legs flew apart as I moved my tongue to his small
shaft.

"Daddy!" he cried in ecstasy as my tongue went up the shaft to the head.

I took the head into my mouth and began roughly sucking his meat.  His
writhing body spurned me on.  Next thing I knew I was rapidly stripping out
of my boxers and jacking my cock as I blew my son.

I finally released his dick and kissed back up his torso.  When my lips
were near his, his head sprang forward, and I felt his tongue against mine.
I ground my pelvis into his rubbing our hard meat together.  Finally I
could take it no longer!  I spit in my palm, rubbed it on my dick, angled
my cock between his thighs and then pushed my dick in.  I had him cross his
feet at the ankles and squeeze his thighs together as I humped them.

I kissed his lips, his face, and his neck as my orgasm built.  I picked up
the pace until my load finally blew.  When my dick was done spasming, I got
up and grabbed my boxers.

I watched Kyle finger the sticky stuff on his legs and lift to his nose.
"What is this, Daddy?"

Before I could respond I watched him touch the sticky fluid to his tongue.
"It's . . . it's called cum."

"It's salty."

I nodded my head as I took my boxers and wiped my jizz off of him.  "Now,
it's time to finish you off!"  I got back between his legs and returned to
blowing him.  As I worked his meat, I slid my hands beneath his ass and
massaged his incredible cheeks.

Soon his body was almost shivering.  I hit a feverish pace until I heard
him cry out and felt his dick spasming in my mouth.  I kept even pressure
on his dick as he dry orgasmed.

When he was done, I released his dick and sat back.  He moved into a seated
position next to me, and I drew him up into my lap and kissed him
passionately.  "Gawd, I love you so much Kyle!"

"I love you, too, Daddy!" he said fingering one of my nipples.

"But we can't tell ANYONE about this. . . this special time between us, OK?
Nothing about being naked, kissing, . . . the other stuff."

"OK, Daddy."

I reluctantly set him off to bed.  I was afraid what would happen if I
didn't!  He felt too damn good.  So fucking soft and sensual!

I should've had a horrible night, plagued with guilt, but I didn't.  I had
dreams of my son.  My mouth on his dick.  His mouth on mine.  Our tongues
intertwined.  My dick in his ass.

I awoke the next morning and found Kyle laying on the couch in his skivvies
again.  He was watching TV and waved hi to me.

"Did you eat breakfast?" I asked.

"Yes, Daddy!"

"Good," I said smiling and grabbed some coffee.  I joined him on the couch
and lay down on my side beside him.  I pulled him close to me, into a
spooning position.

I rubbed his chest and abs as I held him.  My cock grew and was pressing
into his ass.

His turned toward my face.  "You're hard again, Daddy."

"Yes, I am.  I can't help it."

I felt his hand rubbing against my crotch.  He rolled onto his other side
so he was facing me.  He slid up and started kissing me.  I felt his
fingers go into my boxers and take hold of my cock.  I rubbed his hard lump
in his briefs.

He moved to my neck and began kissing me there and kissed down my chest.

"You need to be more comfortable!" he said proudly, and I felt him tugging
at my boxers.  I helped him strip me.  He smiled at me as he moved between
my legs.

"Yes, Kyle! Please baby!"

He smiled at me again, and then I watched as his ruby red lips opened and
covered the tip of my dick.  He took more of my meat into his mouth and
began working it vigorously.

After a while I said, "I need you naked, son."

He got up and removed his briefs.  As he moved back, I had him get onto his
side so that his groin was near my chest.  I stroked his cock as he blew my
rod.  I moved so that I could start humping his mouth more easily.  "Try to
take it all, baby!" I encouraged, even though I had started to say take as
much as you can.

His fingers began massaging my hairy balls.  The incredible hotness of it
had me close to orgasm a lot faster than I had anticipated.  I began
fucking his face.  I moved a hand to the back of his head and guided it
back and forth on my knob.  My dick suddenly exploded into his mouth.  I
could hear him gagging and choking, but my hand held him firm.  "Swallow
it, baby. Just swallow."

Once he had drained my load, I rolled onto my back and dragged his body
toward my head until I could put his dick in my mouth.  I sucked on his
velvety cock as I rubbed his ass.  He was humping my mouth, and I moved my
finger to his hole and began probing it.  He humped faster until I felt his
body go rigid and his dick twitching inside my mouth.

He slid off me, turned around and rested his body against mine as we
kissed.  We lay with his head on my chest for a while before we had to get
up.

Later that day clothes would be shed once again.  This time, though, I had
him on his stomach.  I had my dick between his ass cheeks, that blessed hot
ass, as I slid my cock back and forth between the perfect mounds.  After I
had creamed between his cheeks, I had him stand up.  I sat on the floor and
had him straddle me with his feet.  I had him grab my hair as I guided him
to face fuck me faster and faster until his body was pressed against my
face, and his cock was twitching wildly in my mouth.

When I released him, he sat on the floor next to me.  "Daddy, why don't I
have any of that salty stuff?"

"Cum?" I asked.

"Yes."

"You get it when your older."

"What is it?"

Ummmm.  "It's the stuff that can make a baby if you have sex with a girl."

"Really," he asked shocked.

"Yep."

"That's disgusting!"

I laughed but did not point out that that was how HE came into this world.

This time we remained naked until dinnertime.  We dressed only because I
had ordered Chinese delivery.  After dinner and watching a couple of TV
shows, I informed him it was bath time.

He started walking down the hallway and stopped.  "Aren't you coming?"

"Aren't you a little old to be taking a bath with your father?"

"Not anymore."

I quickly figured out what he meant by that weird answer and joined him in
the bathroom.  Looking at the small tub, I made a suggestion: "Why don't we
use my tub."

"Can we use the jets?"

"Sure."

So we headed into my room.  I started the water running as he stripped out
of his few clothes.  I put the toilet lid down and sat down and motioned
for him.  His small, naked body moved between my hairy legs.  I put my arms
around his soft back, and we tongue kissed.

When he pulled away, I noticed his erection.  I, of course, had my own.  He
took notice of it as I undressed.  As soon as my rod was free, his hand was
on it, quickly followed by his mouth.

When the water was high enough, I had him stop blowing me, reluctantly.  We
climbed into the water and turned on the jets. No longer able to suck on
his dad's meat, he splashed around and had fun in the water.  I pulled him
onto my lap.  As his ass rubbed against my hard cock, I slid my hand down
his torso and slowly stroked his dick.  I was aching to get inside that
hole, though.  I finally had him get up and reach for the soap.  When he
braced himself and bent over, I grabbed his ass.  I spread his cheeks apart
and then leaned in and began probing his virgin hole with my tongue.

His body shook, and his other hand shot out for support.  After licking his
hole for a while, I grabbed onto his dick with one hand, and then slowly
inserted a finger into his ass.

"Oh Daddy!" he cried in ecstasy.

I slid my finger back and forth, picking up speed as his hole relaxed.
When that moved easily, I inserted a 2nd finger and continued until I could
get in 3 fingers.

The tightness of my little boy's hole made me wild with lust, and I lost
all control.  I withdrew my fingers, and yanked him back down so that his
ass was pressed against my cock.  "I love you so much, I just gotta be
inside you baby.  Sit on Daddy's dick!"

"I am Daddy," he said, pushing his butt against my aching meat.

"No, baby," I said, guiding his body up my torso.  I gripped my shaft and
held it to his cheeks.  "Now sit down so it goes up your butt."

"Yes, baby boy.  That's the greatest way someone can show they love you.  I
want to fuck you.  To make love to you."

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes, baby.  When you love someone so much you can't even stand it anymore,
you put your dick inside them."

He hesitated a moment before beginning to lower himself.  When I felt my
cock enter his ass, I cried out "Oh yes Kyle!  Daddy loves you soooo much!"

"And this means I love you so much, too, right Daddy?" he asked, lowering
himself deeper onto my rod.

"Oh yes, baby.  No one has loved me more than you, and there's no one I
have ever loved more than you!"

He continued shoving my meat into his ass.  When he was about halfway down
the shaft, he asked "Do you love me more than Mommy?"

That took me by surprise.  My pelvis reflexively pushed upward, though, and
my cock sank deeper inside my son.  "No, Kyle.  Not even Mommy.  I've never
put my dick in anyone's butt before."

"Wow!" he said, genuinely impressed, and then he sat down a little harder.
I thought I heard him moan, or groan, as more of my cock entered him.

My head was practically thrashing against the tile as his tight ass
swallowed my cock.  "Oh yes Kyle!  I love you, I love you, baby!"  I
started humping his butt now.  The small motions urged him on, and with one
final shove my dick was buried in his ass.  "I can't believe I'm inside you
baby!  I feel like we're one person now."

I grabbed his dick and stroked it as I slowly humped his behind.  He was so
intensely tight, and it had taken so long to finally get in there, that I
knew I was going to blow fairly soon.  When his dick began twitching, and
both my hand and cock could feel it, I knew he had climaxed.  The sudden
fierce gripping on my dick caused my own orgasm.

When I had finished filling him with my seed, we let the water out, got out
and dried off.

"I'll go turn out the lights.  You go ahead and crawl into my bed."

"I get to sleep with you?" he asked excitedly.

I stopped at the doorway, smiled, and said "Fuck yeah!"