Date: Tue, 28 Feb 2017 21:00:42 -0600
From: Michael Smith <incstwrtr007@gmail.com>
Subject: My Son and Our Cruise - Chapter 4

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My Son and Our Cruise - Chapter 4

	I smile deviously as Mike slowly comes down from his high and I
lean forward, kissing him passionately. We make out, our hands all over our
bodies, touching, feeling, scratching as if we couldn't get enough of each
other. I give one more small thrust of my hips, causing Mike to break the
kiss and moan softly. I kiss down his jaw and to his neck as I slowly pull
my cock out of him, his ass giving a soft `pop' as my head leaves his
hole. I smile a bit to myself and lay down beside him and close my eyes,
running a hand through my hair.

	"I'm going to go take a shower, Dad." My son says as I feel him
standing up. "I gotta wash all my cum off me." I smile at the thought of
what we just did, still barely able to believe that I fucked my own son.  I
hear the door to the small bathroom shut and the shower water start, slowly
lulling me to sleep.

***
	I wake up slowly, keeping my eyes closed but I can tell that it is
probably mid-morning. I feel Mike's back against me and I smile, letting
out a soft sigh. I slowly wrap my arm around him, placing my hand on his
small chest and pulling him into me. I slowly slide my left leg between his
and pull his legs closer to me so that we're in full contact. I let out a
deep breath as I feel his warm, smooth skin against me but I can't help to
wonder how he's going to feel when he wakes up. Was he going to be upset
with me and say that I used him or was he going to pretend like it never
happened? Well, the second one wouldn't happen, we were still naked in the
bed, after all. I press my nose into his hair and inhale softly, smelling
him, wanting to take every inch of him in now. I slowly move my hand from
his chest to his waist and pull him back into me, causing him to stir a
little bit. I stop and slowly rub his hip with my thumb as we lay in the
soft sheets.

	"Mornin'." I hear after a few moments of laying still, his soft
voice a little deeper and huskier than usual as he wakes up. I smile and
gently kiss the back of his neck.

	"Morning." I repeat, my own voice a little deeper as well. We lay
together for a few more moments before Mike slides his hand on top of mine
and moves it back to his chest before cuddling back into me a little
bit. We lay still for another minute or so, slowly breathing as we take in
each other's company. I feel him move a bit and I lift my arm up as he
rolls around to face me, sliding his own leg between mine and smiling up at
me, opening his eyes to meet mine. I feel his arm wrap around me and pull
himself close, burying his face in my neck. Well, he's not going to act
like none of this ever happened so that's good.

	"This doesn't change anything, does it?" I hear him ask after a
brief pause, his breath hot against my neck. I smile softly to myself and
wrap my arm around him, pulling him closer.

	"Not if you don't want it to." I say, slowly rubbing his upper
back. "I'm still your dad and I'm always going to love you, son. I'm glad
you let me show you a few things last night and I hope you're glad too. We
don't have to do it anymore if you don't want to. It won't hurt my
feelings." There's another moment of silence but I can almost hear the
gears turning in his head.

	"I don't want it to." He whispers, his soft lips barely grazing
against my skin, almost teasing me. "I like what we did last night and I
want to do it again."

	`Wow, that was surprising." I think to myself as he stops for a
moment. Honestly, I didn't think he'd be open to it to begin with but now
he wants it again? Damn, I might be the luckiest, or unluckiest depending
on who you ask, dad in the world right now.

	"But I don't want us to act any different, okay?" I nod a bit,
rubbing my hand up to his shoulders. "Especially around the house. I don't
want mom to know or anything."

	"She's not going to know." I reassure him, gently squeezing his
shoulder before sliding my hand down his smooth back. "Nobody is ever going
to know that..." I move my hand to his waist and give it a gentle squeeze,
feeling him let out a small breath against my neck. "When it's just you and
me, alone, together..." I slide my hand to his ass, cupping his perfect
cheek "You're not just my son, but my lover as well." I smile and grab my
son's ass, causing him to moan.

	"Good." I hear him whisper breathlessly against my skin, nodding a
bit as well. I move my hand up to his cheek and lean back a little, looking
down at him in the morning light. He was beautiful, the morning sun gave
his tan skin a soft glow, his eyes on fire with the light as well as golden
specks I had never noticed float around in them, his soft brown hair a mess
from sleeping.  He was nearly perfect and all mine too. I smile down at him
and rub his cheek before pulling him into a slow, soft kiss. I hold my
breath as we kiss, slowly moving my lips against his, kissing him deeply,
letting him know just how much I love him. I break the kiss and sigh,
smiling again, feeling like a teenager again with him, my own son.

	"Come on, though." I say as I pull the blankets off us and kiss him
on the forehead. "We've got a big day ahead of us." I get up and walk to
the shower, letting my semi-hard cock swing between my legs, not caring if
Mike see's it or not. I turn on the shower and step in as I feel the water
heating up. I quickly wash off and get out, drying off and placing the
towel on the counter before heading back to the room, surprised to find
Mike already dressed. I grab a pair of gray boxer briefs from my suitcase
and slide them on, tucking my still semi-hard cock into them. I pull out a
maroon t-shirt with buttons on the front and slide it on, leaving the all
the buttons open to expose my round pecs. I grab a pair of khaki short and
put them on before following with no-show socks and my favorite pair of low
top Converse sneakers.

	"What all are we doing today?" My son asks me as I put on my
shoes. I turn and smile at him before stepping in front of him as he sits
on the edge of the bed.

	"Well, I don't know about you." I whisper as I lean in and kiss
him, slowly sliding my hands up his thighs as I press into the kiss,
forcing him to lean back. "But I'm starving." I continue, feeling his legs
instinctively wrap around my waist. I look down at him and we look into
each other's eyes, searching them for answers to questions we didn't even
have. "So, let's go grab some breakfast." I smile and give him a quick kiss
before standing up and looking down at him, even now that he' got on a gray
t-shirt and jeans, I can still see his amazing body underneath it. He runs
a hand through his hair, fixing it a bit as he sits up.

	"Sounds good to me." He smiles and steps between me and the door,
holding it open for me. I smile and step outside, waiting for him to join
me before I set off down the hall towards the dining area.
                                                                                 ***

	After breakfast, we the day at sea running around the ship,
checking out a few of the small shops on board and even swimming and doing
the rock wall. At around 7:00pm, we decide to head off for dinner, choosing
to eat at the on-board steakhouse. Why not, right? We have the hostess sit
us in a small booth in the back, just big enough for two people and dimly
lit as well. The restaurant is packed, which isn't surprising since it's
the nicer place on board. We tell her our drink orders and she walks away,
letting us know that our waiter will be by shortly, not that I was in any
rush. I wanted to spend as much time with Michael as I could.  "Have you
enjoyed your second day?" I ask, looking over at my son as he scans over
the menu for a moment, his eyes moving slightly as he reads the items.

	"Yeah." He says after a moment, closing his menu and looking up at
me. I suddenly feel his foot knock against mine and stay there while he
smirks a little bit. "I'm ready to get back to the room though. Relax a
little bit an-" The waiter appears and sets our drinks on the table in
front of us. It's a good thing too, had Mike kept going, I would have had a
very noticeable erection. I didn't think he would be this forward with
anything. I mean, this really wasn't even that forward but it was a lot
more than what I thought I was going to get out of him after what happened
last night... not that I cared, I wanted to fuck him since he was 13 or so,
so it was worth the wait apparently. We give our orders to the waiter and
he walks to the back, leaving us alone again.  We chit-chat and even flirt
a little, talking about a bunch of stuff that doesn't matter as we wait to
get our food, continuing the conversation as we eat, too.

	"So, nothing's gonna change?" He asks about halfway through or
meal, his voice a little softer and quieter now. He leans over the table a
little bit, looking at me in the soft light, waiting for my answer.

	"Why would it?" I ask, lightly pressing my own foot against his,
even rubbing it a little bit. "It doesn't have to change and it doesn't
have to mean anything if you don't want it to." I look back at him as he
thinks. "It's just father/son bonding and me passing some knowledge, and a
little something else onto you." He smiles at the thought and goes back to
eating. We finish our dinner, both of us managing to eat all our food. I
tip the waiter and we leave, Mike walking right beside me on the way to the
elevator. The doors open and to my surprise, it's empty. I smirk and step
inside, my heart starting to race already. We had been out all day and
hadn't had a chance to so much as touch each other.

	"I can't wait for you to fuck me, Dad." Mike whispers under his
breath as we step onto the elevator. I smirk and slide my hand around his
waist as the doors start to slide shut. They seem to take forever to shut
but, as soon as they do, I pull him in front of me and I step back into the
wall. I smile down at him before kissing him abruptly, pulling him into me
by his hips. His hands find my waist and hold it as the elevator starts to
move downwards, following the cue with his hand and rubbing my crotch.

	"Fuck..." I whisper under my breath as we stand together. He smirks
and looks up at me, slowly rubbing his hand up and down the front of my
shorts.

	"I bet you can't wait, either." He whispers, standing on his toes
and kissing me again, my cock rapidly getting hard. "Can't wait to fuck
your son. Make him yell your name as you shoot your load inside his little
ass." What the fuck had gotten into him? I mean, sure I may have had my
suspicions that he might be gay but I didn't think he would be... or that
he would act like this after I managed to fuck him. The elevator comes to a
stop and he moves to stand behind me as the doors open not a second too
soon, my cock almost visible in my shorts.

	"What was all that about?" I ask, keeping my head straight as we
step off the elevator and walk down the long hallway towards our cabin.

	"I don't know." He whispers as we walk. "It's just all I've been
able to think about all day. Just you and me, you inside me. Doing
everything we did last night. I just want it again. I can't help it. It's
weird." I wrap my arm around his shoulder as we finally reach the door and
I turn him to face me, pushing his back against the door.

	"It's not weird at all." I tell him, a little sternly as I look in
his eyes. "Nothing you ever feel this way for, within reason at least, is
weird."

	"And this is within reason?" He cocks an eyebrow up at me. Fuck, I
just wanted to push myself on him then and there, right in the hallway, not
caring who saw.

	"Well, not exactly." I admit slowly before taking a second to think
of my next words. "But it's not completely out of reason." I take my hand
from his shoulder and slide it behind him, gently cupping his right ass
cheek. "Is it?" He smiles and reaches into my pocket, grabbing my keycard
and sliding it into the door.

	"Not if we both agree it isn't." He smiles before opening the
door. I step into the room and look back at him in the hallway. He steps
through the door and looks at me as the door swings shut. Our arms are
wrapped around each other before it even latches. "Fuck me again, Dad." He
says as I pull him into me. He reaches behind himself and locks the door,
leaving us in the dark room as the sun has already set.

	I pull him into a deep, passionate kiss, wasting no time opening
his mouth and sliding my tongue between his soft lips. He moans into the
kiss as my tongue slides between his lips, his body shuddering against mine
as he does. I hold him tight, my arms wrapping around his waist as I take a
few steps back into the bathroom, pulling him with me. I turn on the light
and reach down, grabbing his thighs and picking him up, placing him on the
counter. I kick the door shut with my foot and break the kiss, turning
around and turning the shower on. I turn back around to face him and get a
little shocked as I feel his shirt hit my face. I smile under it and pull
it off my and toss it to the ground before following suit with my own
shirt. We look at each other for a few seconds, our eyes roaming each
other's bodies in the bright light of the bathroom. I step up and pull him
into another kiss, reaching down and fumbling with his belt for a moment
before sliding it off. I quickly unbutton and unzip his jeans, pulling the
back of them down over his perfect teen ass. He jumps off the counter and
stands in front of me on his toes, not wanting to break the kiss. Damn, we
both wanted this now. I slide my hands into the side of his jeans and push
them down, letting them fall to his ankles before I break the kiss. I look
down at him and smile as he stands naked in front of me. The cheeky kid
didn't wear any underwear today.

	"I figured it would be faster this way." He whispers as he stands
up and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his body and pull him into me
again, turning us around as he takes off his socks. I break the kiss and
start to unbuckle my own belt.

	"Shower." I say, nodding at the glass door. He nods back and turns
around, his ass facing me as he steps inside. I take my belt off and
quickly unbutton and unzip my shorts, pulling my underwear down with them,
my already hard 8" springing out in front of me. I open the door and step
into the small shower with him, barely enough room for us to both fit
without being on top of each other, not that I cared about that. I look his
body up and down again, his tan skin almost shimmering as the water runs
down his body, following the curves of his slightly toned muscles. He was
perfect in almost every sense of the word. I grab his neck and pull him
into a kiss, going slower than before this time, wanting to savor this
moment. He picks up on my speed and slows down, gently but deeply kissing
me back as his hands fall to my waist, the hot, steamy water rushing over
our bodies. "I love you so much, Michael." I whisper, barely audible over
the sound of rushing water. I look in his eyes and stroke his lower jaw
with my thumb as he looks back into my eyes.

	"I love you too, Dad." He whispers back to me as we stand under the
water, taking each other in. The feel of our bodies, the sound of our
quick, shallow breaths as we stand in the shower, fully exposing ourselves
to one another. I smile warmly at him and he does the same, his smile real
and genuine.

	I pull him into another kiss, slow again, wanting not to just fuck
him but, make love to him, with him. I want to let him know just how much I
care for him and about him. As we kiss, our hands find each other and our
fingers lock together as we press our bodies into each other, our hard
cocks rubbing against each other as we move, mine overpowering his. I
slowly turn us around as we kiss, our tongues meeting each other and
dancing delicately as I lean back against the wall of the shower, the tile
cool against my back. My hands move down to his hips and I press him back
off of me, letting this movement slowly break our deep kiss. I swallow and
look up at him before turning him around again and pulling him back into
me, holding him tight against my body as I lean back against the wall. I
let my chin rest on the top of his head and I close my eyes, not wanting to
move, just wanting to feel my son there with me. I slowly slide my hand up
his hip and to his chest, rubbing it slowly, letting my fingers graze
across his nipples. He shudders as I do this and I let my hand slide down
his flat stomach, feeling my fingertips reach his hard, teen cock. I smile
and slowly wrap my hand around it, hearing Mike give a soft moan as I tug
it slowly.

	"That feel good?" I whisper in his ear, slowly repeating the motion
as my own throbbing erection sits up between his cheeks, leaking a little
bit of precum. He nods to the question and I smile, leaning forward and
kissing his cheek lightly. "Good, baby." I give his cock another tug before
letting it go, sliding my hand back up to his waist. I hold it there and
use my other hand to push his shoulders forward, causing him to bed over,
his ass still on my cock. I look up at him, his hands flat on the wall
under the shower head, holding himself up. I slowly sink down to my knees
underneath him, his ass level with my face. I spread his cheeks apart with
my hand, exposing his hairless hole to me. I smile and lean in, kissing it
lightly before kissing a circle around it, feeling him shudder a bit as I
do.

	I hold his cheeks apart and slowly press the tip of my tongue in
again, feeling it open up as before but with less resistance this time. I
smile and close my eyes as I lean my head back against the shower wall. I
pull him back by his waist, letting him almost sit on my face as I press my
tongue deeper inside of him. I hear him moan with pleasure as I do this,
his tight sphincter quivering against my tongue a bit.

	"Fuck, Dad..." I hear him whisper as I slowly eat him out, letting
my entire tongue slide gingerly into him. I wrap my hand around his
erection again and start to jerk him slowly, letting my tongue push and
pull in and out of his ass with each jerk of my hand, syncing them
together. He inhales sharply and then lets it out as a sigh, letting me
know he is enjoying this. I smile against his ass and place my free hand on
his chest, pushing it and letting him sit up so that he is sitting on my
face as I eat him out. I continue to jack him off as I begin to tongue-fuck
him, wanting him to be nice and slick for me when we fuck. I keep his
cheeks spread as I explore inside of him with my tongue, moaning loudly
against his ass as I feel his hand wrapping around my thick cock and
jerking it off. I nod a bit as he does, letting him know it is okay. I pull
my tongue out and then press it back in, feeling his back arch naturally,
pushing his ass back against my face. I grab his ass hard, leaving nail
marks in it as I do, making him moan. I pull my tongue out of his ass and
push him forward, against the wall of the shower.

	"You want me inside of you?" I ask quietly in his ear, tugging at
his earlobe with my teeth as I press my body against him, pushing him into
the shower wall.

	"Yes." He whispers and nods, his eyes closed. I smile and lean back
against the opposite shower wall again, pulling him back with me. I reach
in front of him and aim the showerhead towards the door so that it's not
spraying on us. I spit on my hand and then rub it on my leaking cock,
lubing it up and bit before doing it a second and a third time, not wanting
to hurt him. I spit on my hand once more and rub it on his hole, feeling
him open up more as I slide my fingers into him. "Please..." I look up at
him and smile softly, grabbing his shoulder with one hand and holding the
base of my throbbing cock with the other.

	"Slowly." I say as I pull him back by his shoulder, letting his
boyhole line up with the head of my cock. I slap it against his hole a bit
before holding it still. I pull him back, feeling a little pressure before
the head of it disappears inside of him. We both moan together at the
feeling of his tight hole stretching around the head of my cock. "You
okay?" I look up at him, using my hand on his shoulder to turn his head to
the side so I can see his face.

	"Mhmm..." He mumbles and nods, opening his soft lips as he breathes
heavily. I nod and put my hand back on his shoulder, pulling him down a
little more, letting him take another little bit of me inside of him. He
moans as he does as I can feel the head of my cock slipping past his
sphincter and inside of him.

	"There you go." I say reassuringly as he adjusts to the still
slightly foreign feeling. I hold my cock steady with my hand and give him
another few seconds to adjust before spitting on my cock again, just below
his hole and pulling him back, letting him take half of me. He arches his
back and takes another few inches, making me move my hand away from my cock
now. "You're doing great, son." I smile and put my hand on his chest and
pull him so that he is leaning back on me. I lean forward and kiss him
again passionately. He moves back on his own accord, making me break the
kiss this time and moan against his lips as he takes all of me deep inside
of him, his ass stretching perfectly around my dick.

	"How's that?" He asks and I feel his lips smiling against mine as
he kisses me.

	"Fucking perfect, son." I groan as I feel him start to gyrate his
hips, getting a feel for me.

	"You feel so good, Dad." He moans, reaching around and grabbing my
waist as he moves his hips in a circle against me, his ass pressed against
my groin as he takes me entirely. "I want this every day." I sigh at the
thought and the feeling of fucking my son and I place my hands on his tight
chest, pulling him all the way back into me. I kiss his shoulder slowly,
biting at the soft skin a little bit as he pulls his hips up slightly and
pushes them back down, moaning as his ass hits my groin again. He repeats
the motion again, taking his time to let himself get adjusted to it

	"You don't have to rush, babe." I tell him, kissing across the back
of his neck and to his other shoulder. I feel him place his hands over mine
and lock our fingers together before sliding my hands down to his hip,
feeling him pull up a bit more and then push back down again, barely
fucking himself on my cock. "It's all about you now."

	"I know." He nods as I kiss his other shoulder and then back to his
neck, my eyes closed, wanting to just feel all of him on me. "I'm not
rushing, it just feels so good, Daddy." He repeats his motion again and
again, setting up a slow, easy pace of riding my cock. I hold onto his hips
as he does, feeling his muscles flexing each time he raises himself and
pushes back down, going a little father each time. After a few tantalizing
moments, he picks up the pace, pulling more and more off of me until just
the head of my cock stays inside of him.  "Fuuuucckkk..." He moans softly,
turning his head and biting his own upper arm a bit as he fucks himself on
the cock that made him.  I grab his hips as he pulls up and hold him steady
as I stand up behind me. I bend him over a bit and take a step forward,
letting him rest his shoulders against the wall for support, seeing him
smile as he turns his head and looks back at me.

	"You want me to fuck you?" I ask, flexing my cock inside of him,
feeling his hole twitch a bit as I do, knowing his cock just did the same
as mine. His eyes roll back with pleasure as he closes them and rests his
forehead against the shower wall.

	"Y-yess..." He mumbles against the tile wall of the shower. I reach
down and hold his hips. "Please, fuck me, Daddy." He arches his back with
his words and I smile, knowing he's ready.

	I pull my cock about halfway out and push it back in, moaning as I
feel his hot hole expanding against to take my girth. I repeat the movement
one more time before keeping it going, slowly starting to fuck him. I hold
onto his hips, keeping him steady as I start to fuck my son, looking down
and watching my cock disappear and then reappear into and out of his teen
hole. I spit on my cock again and push it back in, bucking my hip and
pushing it balls deep inside of him, his back arching as a low moan leaves
his mouth.

	"You feel so fucking good, Michael." I whisper as I lean over him
and pull his hair back, not too hard but just enough to pull his head
back. I kiss him roughly, his lips locking with mine almost instantly. I
speed up a little bit, causing my groin to slap against his round ass with
each thrust. He nods and moans into the kiss as I speed up, his back arched
all the way. Fuck, he wanted this bad just like me. "You want me to cum
inside of you again."

	"Mhmm..." He moans frantically into the kiss, almost begging for
it. I nod, letting our lips part for a moment as I fuck him, my animalistic
nature taking over a bit. I lean back against the wall and pull him with
me, keeping my hips out so that I'm still inside of him.  I pull his head
back by his hair again and kiss him softly, holding my cock inside of him.

	"I love you, so much." I say before grabbing his hip with my free
hand and pushing it up and then letting it back down. He takes the hint and
starts to ride my cock again, matching his speed to the speed I was fucking
him with. I let my head rest against the shower wall and I look at the
ceiling, feeling him riding my cock. "You want me to cum inside of you
again?"

	"Yeah." He responds with a breathless moan, running a hand through
his hair and tilting his head back in ecstasy as he rides my cock, his ass
slapping back against my crotch with every push back. "I want you to breed
me, Daddy." He moans as he forces himself all the way down for a second and
then goes back up, causing my cock to twitch and leak slick precum into his
hole. He keeps riding me for a few more moments and I feel myself getting
closer. I run a hand through my hair before grabbing his hips and taking
over, moving him up and down on me. I look down and watch as I push him up
and down, fucking him. It was the hottest damn thing I had ever seen in my
life, my own son riding my cock like that.

	"You ready?" I ask, feeling my balls tightening up as I got closer
and closer to the edge. He nods and closes his eyes, sitting up and riding
me even faster now, grabbing his own cock and jerking it, causing his ass
to clamp around my cock. I start to push my hips up, getting closer and
closer with each thrust, feeling my cock welling up with cum, shooting a
few spurts of precum into him. "Here it comes, baby." I reach up and wrap
my hand around his neck, pulling him back and kissing him hard as I start
to cum. I manage to give a few more thrusts before losing it all. My hips
stutter for a bit and I force my cock all the way into him as I orgasm, my
cock throbbing deep inside of him, shooting spurt after spurt of my hot,
stick load far into him, coating the inside of his ass with the very cum
that made him. He moans into the kiss and I feel his ass tightening around
my cock, pulsing against it as he has his own orgasm, shooting his load
against the shower walls. I hold him still against me, breathing heavily as
my cock slows down its throbbing, giving a few more small pumps of cum
inside of my son.

	"Fuck..." I mumble, letting my forehead rest against his as we both
breath heavily, slowly coming down from our highs. He nods against my
forehead and lets out a small sigh as he falls back against me, relaxing
completely.

	"You got that right..." He mumbles back to me under his breath. I
open my eyes and look up at him, his lips spread in a smile as he breathes
through his mouth, catching his breath, my cock still completely inside of
him.  "I love you so much too, Dad." He leans in and kisses me slowly but
deeply, my hand grabbing his cheek as we kiss, holding him against me, not
wanting this moment to ever end.

	(I hope y'all made it to the end and maybe even came! I know it was
hard for me not to writing this! Let me know what y'all thought of this
chapter!!)