Date: Wed, 13 Jul 2005 15:02:30 -0600
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: My Skateboarding Son #2

My Skateboarding Son #2
by Xavier L

This is a story containing sex between a father and his teenaged son.  If
you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, if this type of
material is illegal in your area, or if this theme turns off, you should
stop reading now.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under Xavier L.

Please feel free to email me with comments, or if you would like to be
notified when there are new stories and/or updates, at
xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk


The more Jacob and I messed around, the more he seemed to expect it.  He no
longer wore the nightshirt to cover himself up with while in bed.  We
started to develop another level of connection.  He was always horny as
well, typical for a 14-year-old I guess, but somehow I instinctively knew
when he wanted it most.  Like the time when we were watching a movie.  I
just got a feeling he wanted it, and deep down I did to.  I was in a chair
next to the bed, and so I slipped my hand beneath the sheet and let it
snake over until I found his semi-limp cock.  I began caressing the satin
head of his dick.  I looked up to see his eyes closed, a slight smile on
his face.  I continued massaging his meat bringing it to full attention.

When it was fully hard, I kept stroking it gently, taking occasional breaks
to fondle his nut sack.  After a few moments of this, Jacob reached out and
grabbed me by the back of my head and pulled me toward him.  I followed his
guidance, throwing the sheet off of him, exposing his hot young body, his
7-inch cock standing straight up, throbbing in anticipation.  I was now
standing up out of the chair and bent over my son's body as my mouth opened
and greedily devoured his rod.  I was filled with lust as I swallowed his
dick burying its hardness in my throat, my head rising and falling over his
cock.

I was lost in the pure joy of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth as I
felt his hands at my shorts.  Soon I could feel my shorts falling to my
ankles followed by my underwear.  Then my son's fingers firmly gripped my
hard cock and started stroking it.  This filled me with an even stronger
lust, and I began wildly going up and down his cock, each time burying it
into my throat, his pubes gently bumping against my nose.  He spread his
legs wider and began stroking my dick faster as he began pumping with his
hips.

I felt his cast rest against my head as he stroked me more urgently,
moaning loudly.  I reached up with my other hand and began rubbing with his
balls as I continued to blow my boy.  His moaning became more frequent and
his breathing faster, and so I sped up until I felt my mouth fill with his
juice.  I began swallowing it as it made me gag slightly.  Within seconds I
shot my load as well.

I finished sucking Jacob and then stood up, looked down at myself, then at
his bed where my cum had landed and then up at his face where he had a huge
grin.  "I can always count on you Dad, thanks!" he said.

I was still somewhat light-headed and lamely replied, "Uh, yeah, and thank
YOU!" as I eased myself back into the chair to try and catch my breath and
strength again.


There will be a part 3.