Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2012 18:28:05 -0400
From: Steve Jones <motorcityguy429@gmail.com>
Subject: My Son Matt

Guys this is my first original story I have every written.
I'd love feedback, both good and bad (Just be gentle!)
motorcityguy429@gmail.com / Steve838298@gmail.com

LEGAL DISCLAIMER*

*This story is a work of fiction. The people do not exist, and the events
never took place. This story contains graphic sexual scenes between an adult
man and young boy. If you are offended by this content or if it is illegal
for you to view such material, please leave now.*


My Son Matt


I couldn't believe how nervous I was, my stomach felt like a hand was
clamping it tight, yet these feelings were balanced with excitement.
Tonight was the night. I'd dreamt and planned this for years and now
it was going to happen.

I'm 40 years old and have a wife and together we have a son called
Matt. It wasn't always a loveless marriage, but the spark had gone, my
wife had put on 25 lbs. and was always working evenings and weekends
as a realtor. This left me, who worked a first shift manufacturing
job, home at 3.30pm and responsible for caring for our son every
evening and most weekends.

Just as the spark between my wife and I slowly disappeared without any
sudden snap, my interest for Matt very gradually grew and evolved over
his 11 year life. Like most parents I loved my son deeply, but as the
years grew I began to start to have other feelings for Matt. I think
I've always been turned on by boys, but forced by friends and family
to marriage; it was always pushed under the surface. Not until I
started to spend more and more "one-on-one" time with my son, did I
begin to think through how I felt.

When Matt and I were alone, which I've explained was most evenings and
weekends, we used to do normal stuff. We'd sit on the sofa watching
TV, we'd eat together, and we'd play football in the yard and work up
a sweat and jump in the shower afterwards.

Matt was a typical little boy, blond haired, blue eyed and thin. His
white skin was angelic. His little smooth ass was so touchable and he
had that innocent little smile. So hot, so adorable, so lovable, such
a turn on, so it started...

Matt would sit on my lap watching TV and I'd hold him. I'd gently
place my hands on his waist and feel his warmth. When it was hot
outside, he'd sit next to me in just shorts and I'd slowly rub my hand
up and down his warm back, lingering on his legs and just enjoying
simple body contact. I'd kiss him good night, just simply on the
cheek...but then occasionally a lingering peck on the lips. He'd do the
same...innocent and enjoable for both.

Like all boys he liked to have fun, so I'd sit him on my knees and
then open them suddenly, catching him as he fell. We laughed and
horsed around for hours upon hours. One day I placed my mouth on his
shoulder, while we were watching TV, and blew making a "fart" sound.
He laughed so hard. Before I knew it this became a frequent game. We'd
put our lips on each other and blow and see who may the best sounds.

As we both became more relaxed, I started to place my hand on his
shorts. Touching and gently rubbing his smooth ass through the
material and on one day I just rested my hand on his shorts, so the
back was pushing ever so gently on his little cock. My excitement
reached fever pitch and he said "Daddy what's that hard thing I can
feel?" I quickly pushed him to my knees and my throbbing cock began to
subside.

After one hot game of tossing the football, I told him to get showered
and I too jumped in the other shower. While I was getting dried in he
walked totally naked and said he needed a towel. I was just about to
grab one out of the closet, when I thought better and told him to
stand in front of me, so he would stop dripping water everywhere, and
he could have mine when I was done. Oh my, watching his smooth
glistering body as I dried off was heaven. His little hairless cock
and tight ball sack looked shriveled but so smooth and tempting. I
eventually noticed he was starting to shiver a bit, so I just gave him
my towel and he just stood still, somewhat fascinated by seeing me
naked and semi erect for the first time. I didn't move I just let him
drink in the sight of a man's cock. I got the impression he was
enjoying the show as his little cock started to point up about an
inch.

Once he was dry, I told him I had to dry his back and once done, blew
a fart sound by placing my lips on his butt cheek and soon as anything
we both were rolling around naked lips touching all over. It was hard
to not kiss his sweet face or grab the cock, but I never crossed the
line but goodness did I want him. I wanted to show my boy how much I
loved him and see how much he loved me too.

As you can imagine, these things gradually progressed. We never
discussed anything with my wife or his mom. I made it clear that the
treats (ice creams, football and our fart games were all Man stuff
that Mom wouldn't want to know about), so as the months passed, my
feelings grew and his did to. We spent more time together, moved
quicker to horsing around and once I even saw his little cock get
hard. He was apparently oblivious to its change but seemed to want to
mess around much sooner and was less interested in cartoons.

 All this activity just rekindled or ignited a deep lustful passion
and fire I had inside for little boys; they just turned me on so much.
I started to find routes to watch and see other boys, at the park, in
the swimming pool, at Chuckee cheeses, video arcades...wherever kids
were we went. Matt thought I was the best dad and I saw so many hot
boys I could jerk off for days – it wasn't like I was getting any at
home, and on those once a month sex sessions with my wife I just
closed my eyes and imaged I was pounding a boys tight ass.

So back to the start of my story. My wife was going out of town to a
conference for Realtors and I was left alone for the whole weekend,
not just the evenings with Matt. I'd decided, that assuming he wanted
to, now was the time to move our love to the best most powerful,
closest love a dad and son can have.

My wife said goodbye and as soon as she was in the car and out of the
driveway I grabbed some microwave popcorn and liquid caramel sauce
(Matt's favorite snack) and turned on the TV to watch cartoons. Matt
ran in excited and jumped on my lap. I told him to take off his nice
t-shirt and shorts so if he spilled anything it wouldn't ruin his
clothes; I told him I'd do the same. So there we were sat together
watching TV in our underwear. The first cartoon was dull and Matt got
restless, so I started to tickle his smooth hairless chest. He started
to wrestle away but I caught him and we both started to blow wet
kissing farts on each other. I then grabbed his little boy superman
underwear and started to aggressively rub his boy cock. It was heaven.
He just mirrored me and I found his hand rubbing mine. He started to
laugh like it was funny that he was copying me.  I pretended to escape
and in doing so pulled his underwear right off. He was laying there
squirming naked and I just ran my hands down from his chest to his
feet. He blew a fart on my head and I slowly turned and blew a kiss on
his cheek, then the other one, then slowly placed my lips over his and
kissed him, but this time my mouth lingered and I slowly began to
slide my tongue into this mouth. At first he seemed shocked at this
new technique to our games, but soon he seemed to relax and I slowly
traced his tongue with mine and he began to move his lips and before I
knew it we were kissing passionately. I loved this boy and he clearly
loved me too.


I moved my mouth away and started to kiss him down his chest and
lingered on his navel. I then kissed the top of his hairless leg and
looked intently at his little boy cock, then moved and kissed the
other side. It was now or never and I had previously decided, so I
moved my mouth over his cock and balls. I breathed warm air on his
tiny cock and gently touched its tip with my tongue. I then sucked the
whole tiny cock into my mouth and began to suck on it. Oh my god, he
started to moan and say it was nice. Oh my god not only did I have a
little boys cock in my mouth it was my own son's. Before long the
entire balls and cock were being lapped by my tongue and enclosed by
my mouth. As his cock got hard, I looked up and saw him smiling at me.
He said "Daddy that is great, do it more". I continued to enjoy the
best sex I'd ever had and relaxed in the fact his cock, although only
an inch and a half was rock hard. He loved it too. I disengaged and
turned him over, running my tongue from th4e small of his back, over
his tight flawless ass to his boy hole. I slid my tongue around the
hole and he moaned out load and started pushing his ass towards my
face. I wanted to fuck his hole so bad, but knew that would be best
for another day.


He continued moaning and saying it was good. I turned him over and
gave him a great long hug. He started to kiss me again and tell me he
loved me. Before I knew it he was copying what I did to him. His mouth
reached my raging cock and he licked it. I almost exploded there and
then but managed not to. But once he had the head in his mouth the
inevitable started to happen. I was looking down at an angelic boy
sucking my cock with a smile on his face, his tiny cock rock hard and
my hand rubbing is peachy ass. How could I not cum?  I pulled out just
in time, and sprayed jizz all over his chest. He looked shocked and
concerned but I just started to hug and kiss him. We then laid there
next to each other. I can't recall how, but we ended up in the shower
and then I asked him to spend the night in Daddy's bed. I went to
sleep a happy father, with my naked boy beside me, snuggling together
and falling asleep side by side. That was the first night of the rest
of our lives together.