Date: Sat, 30 May 2015 19:35:25 +0300
From: Rodger Dodger <boyrodger@yandex.com>
Subject: My son's foreskin - part 2

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My son's foreskin - Part 2

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The drive home from the GP felt different. Everything seemed calmer and
there was a sort of joyous buzz in the air. I looked over at Richard every
now and then and I would catch him looking back at me. We would smile to
each other. I loved this boy more than anything in this world and would do
anything to keep him smiling like that.

I gently grabbed the side of his head and pulled him closer to me in the
driver's seat. At the stop sign I buried my face into his long black hair
and kissed his scalp hard. He wrapped his arms around my arm and hugged my
bicep.

"Hey, Richie, I love you so much. Thank you for being so good at the
doctor. I think we had a lot of fun. Did you have any questions?" I asked
him semi-nervously.

"That was awesome, dad. I have soooo many questions but I want to wait
until we get home before I ask them all. Is what we did naughty, dad? We
all touched each other's willies but I got told off last time I did that."

"What? When did this happen? I don't remember this."

"It wasn't with you. I was at Ryan's and his dad told us off."

"Well, what were you two doing?"

"We were just in the shower and we were having like a sword fight but we
got told off!"

"Well, a lot of people are uncomfortable when kids touch each other's
privates, especially if it's two boys. I want you to understand, Richie," I
looked down at him into his eyes as he looked up, "there is NOTHING wrong
with two boys playing like you and Ryan did. But I don't want you to get
into any trouble with adults so please, don't do anything like that when
you're not at home."

"But we did it too, dad, and you or the doctor aren't boys! Is that ok
too?"

"Wow, this is turning into a difficult conversation! You know, Richie, what
we did, most people will say it's bad, that we were hurting you, and that
it's wrong. I would even go to prison if the wrong person found out what we
did."

"Nooo, please, dad, don't go to prison! I won't tell anyone!"

I looked down at him again and his eyes were streaming tears. It broke my
heart to see how much he cared about me. I hugged him to me tighter.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just saying, this has to be the most secret
thing you ever did. But you always have to be honest with me about it,
Richie. I'm serious, if you have any questions or worries, always come
straight to me, I would never think you're bad. Wipe your eyes on my
sleeve, we're almost home. Richie, I love you."

"I love you the most dad", he said as he wiped my sleeve wet.

***

It was just turning evening as we got home. Helen was just entering the
house as we pulled up to the driveway. I honked my horn and we exchanged
waves.

Richard followed his mother into the house, babbling about his day. Every
word he said gave me a pang of nausea, anxious as to whether he might
accidentally say the wrong thing. He recounted his whole day though without
revealing anything abnormally exciting. I told my heart to return to my
chest. Richard went on to his bedroom.

Helen took me into the kitchen. "So, is everything ok with him?" she asked
me in a lowered voice.

"Yes, yes, the doctor said it's not a big issue", I waved the chemist bag
of prescription cream, "I just need to put this cream on his penis and the
doctor's given some stretches to do. Otherwise, no problem."

I studied my wife's face for any alarm or consternation, she shocked me by
smiling and kissed my cheek.

"Thanks for helping him, sweetheart. I'll leave it to you help him out with
it."

***

It was much like the previous night. Helen and I were in bed winding down;
she was reading and I was watching Silicon Valley. Again, we heard a little
knock at the open door.

"Dad, I finished my shower. Can you help me now?"

"Yeah, buddy. Come give your mum a kiss good night first."

As I was getting out of bed in just my boxers Richie was getting his
regular rib-crushing hug from Helen and a smooch I always worried about
leaving a hickey on his cheek. Richard was just wearing his towel around
his waist and I caught myself admiring his damp, smooth, pale skin. My cock
lurched against my boxers, wrenching me out of my reverie.

I led Richie to his bedroom. He took my hand to hold. It humbled me
profusely and my heart almost burst from capacity.

Once in his room I closed the door gently behind me. I was shaking with
excitement. I remember being a kid myself and going into my mates' bedrooms
where we would undress and wank off together. The cartoons and toys might
be different, but the colourful plastic, dynamic posters, and little boy's
bed still brought back those feelings. I remember being a young teenage
when my mates told me that it's all kids' stuff and they want to fuck girls
instead. I was hurt and didn't understand why we had to stop. I guess over
time I lost that nostalgia. Being here though, and expecting what was to
come, with all my adult knowledge and rationale, I was a little pissed that
I still can't understand why it should be wrong.

I sat on Richie's bed and places the tube of medicine next to me. Richie
stood in-between my legs.

"You ready?" I asked him affectionately. He shook his little head up and
down.

I reached my fingers into his towel and the waist and undid it. I pulled
the towel open and let it drop to the floor around Richie's feet. We both
took a moment to admire his cute little boy penis. Not a hair, blemish,
bump, or vein. Maybe he was just admiring me admire him.

"Do you remember how the doctor did it?" I asked him.

"Yes."

"Do you want me to do it like that?"

"Yes!"

"Alright then, step a bit closer and let's get you hard."

I grasped his small soft penis in my fingers and began to stroke. With my
other hand I felt his little scrotum. I could feel myself getting hard
before him. I watched his face as I stroked him. His lips parted slightly
and his eyes closed as much. I felt his little cock getting firmer as it
filled with blood. I could stroke his foreskin back and forth easier now as
it stretched. He was completely erect but I kept stroking, wanking off my
little boy. I mustered all my mental fortitude and removed my hand. His
hard dick twitched in the air, pointing to his stomach.

"Richie, why don't you pull on it like that while I get the cream ready?"

"Ok," he replied quickly.

I unscrewed the cap of the tube and punctured the seal with it. I very
gently squeezes the tube to get a very small amount on to my finger tip. I
was ready but I paused when I looked up. I watched as Richie wanked himself
slowly. I could hear his sharp breaths as he exhaled. He focused mostly on
moving the skin up and down his glans, stretching his foreskin as much as
he could before pulling it back up again. I was enamoured watching my son
masturbate for the first time. Half of me, the socially infected side,
wanted to leave him to privately explore this for himself. But the horny,
fully-grown-kid part of me won out easily.

I covered his jerking hand with my own and extracted it from his
penis. Returning my own hand to his penis, I pulled his foreskin back as
far as possible. I placed the tip of my cream covered finger to his
penis. Richie flinched as the cold medicine made contact with his hot
glans. I started to move my finger in a circle, just like the doctor showed
me. I squeezed Richie's glans between my other fingers, trying to make it
as pleasurable as possible. The foreskin was a bit red so I know if must
have been uncomfortable. The little trooper didn't complain
though. Eventually though the cream was no longer visible, completely
absorbed into his foreskin. I wiped my finger off onto my boxers. The cloth
dragged against my hard cock and I grunted slightly.

"That's the cream all done. How did that feel, matey?" I asked him
sincerely.

"It felt so good, dad. But, umm..." He paused and blushed.

"Come on, buddy. I told you, be honest with me." I reassuringly places my
hand on his smooth back, sliding it down to his buttocks. I squeezed the
impossibly soft flesh to comfort him.

"It's...it felt really good, dad. I kind of didn't want you to stop."

I felt my stomach lurch and my cock twitch hearing my son tell me he didn't
want me to stop wanking him off.

"Well, we still have to try to stretch the skin. If you really don't want
me to stop, I'll do that for you too. Yes?"

"Please, dad, yes!"

 I moved to the head board of his bed and propped my back against it. I
spread my legs out and beckoned for him.

"Get between my legs, Richie, with your back against me."

Richie scrambled, naked, onto the bed and crawled between my legs. I pulled
him up to me tightly. His smooth back felt so sensual against my hard and
hairy chest. I kissed the top of his head. I could feel my hard cock
pressing into his back. I ground it into him a little. I grabbed his legs
with each hand and lay them over my already stretched apart legs. I reached
for his chest and massaged his little boy tits. His little cock was
bouncing around. Richie was moaning quietly. He looked so horny.

With my right hand I reached down to his boy cock and enclosed it.

"You ready, Richie?"

"Yeah, dad, please, touch me."

"I know the doctor called this stretching, Richie, but I'm going to be
honest with you and tell you that I'm about to do, what we did at the
doctor's, is masturbation or wanking."

"Cool, I think you've told me bots about it before. I really liked wanking
off with you and Doctor Fletcher. Wank me off, dad!"

My son had just given me permission to toss him off. Society be damned,
that was consent! Now that I had that permission I was more relaxed. I
wanted to make this feel as good for my boy as possible.

I began moving my fingers up and down his hard cock. I wanted to do it
softly, tease him a bit. But I don't think either of us could stand that
cruelty. I pinched his cock hard in-between in my fingers and felt his
silky skin moving up and down. On the downstroke his glans would poke out
from his foreskin. On the upstroke his foreskin would bunch up at the top
of his cock and make a sizeable snout.

"Look at what I'm doing, Richie. Watch daddy wank off your little boy
willy", I was so horny I couldn't believe what I was saying. My son was
making me feel so sexy. "Watch my hand go up and down and stretch your
foreskin. If we keep doing this, we'll be able to get it real stretchy like
mine."

"Oh yeah, dad, stretch my skin, this feels so good!"

I reached down with my other hand and pinched his foreskin. I stretched it
out as far as I could. I kept stroking my fingers up and down his skin
covered cock.

"Look, Richie, it can already stretch this much. We just need to get the
opening stretchier."

"Wow, that's awesome, dad. Does yours stretch this much?"

"Yeah, buddy, I got a long foreskin too. I didn't get to stretch it like
this for you at the doctor's."

"Show me now, dad. I want to see it."

I was leading into this. I wanted to show my son my cock again. I pulled
him over my leg and sat him next to me. I raised my arse off the bed and
shoved my underwear down and off my legs. I reclined and grabbed my rock
hard cock. I started to stroke it.

"Look at your daddy's willy, Richie. It's really hard like yours again."

I grabbed the overhanging foreskin and pulled it up. It stretched about 5
centimetres. I could feel the moisture in it.

"See, Richie, we need to get yours like this."

I pushed a finger into my foreskin. It slid all the way down to the glans
and I pushed it down further. We could see the outline of my finger as it
moved inside my foreskin, bulging out when it was alongside my glans. I
then put another finger in and pulled the foreskin right up beyond my
second knuckles. I wanked off like this as if it were an extension of my
cock.

"Look, Richie, I could probably fit another cock in there."

"Awesome, dad, it's so long! You could even fit doctor Fletcher's in
there!" Richie was fervently wanking himself off as he watched me dock my
fingers.

"I could definitely fit yours in, Richie. Do you want to try?"

"Really, dad!? We can do that? Yes, please!"

I guided Richie to kneel between my legs. I pushed his butt forward so his
hard little nail was poking the underside of my hairy cock. I pulled my
foreskin right back and completely exposed the knob.

"Just put the tip of your dick against mine, Richie, like they're kissing."

Richie placed a hand on my shoulder as he moved his hips forward. He pushed
his boy dick down until it was tip to tip with my own. I groaned as we made
contact. Father and son, joined at the urethra, from whence he came ten
years ago.

I began sliding my moist foreskin back up. It quickly snapped up as it
cleared the corona. Very slowly, as if time was stopping, my foreskin met
my son's. I kept pushing and the skin kept climbing my boy's prick. My skin
was stretched as far as possible, half my boy's cock was inside me. I
grabbed his arse with my free hand and pulled him into me. His cock slid
forward more and squeezed between my tight foreskin and glans. I stopped
and we looked on at the bulge in my cock skin. His cock was twitching and
jumping and we could see this through the thick skin.

"Oh, god, Richie. You're inside my foreskin, almost got your whole cock."

"Wow, dad, you really can fit another willy in there."

"Wank us off, son. Put your hand here and wank us off together."

Richie wrapped his hand around the ends of both our cocks. His hand didn't
fit completely around my knob. He started stroking us off slowly but the
feeling of his dad's cock against his own threw him into overdrive. He
started practically throwing his hand up and down our cocks.

I moaned and reached for my little boy. I placed one hand onto his scrotum
and rubbed his immature little balls. I squeezed and pulled on the skin,
not feeling a single hair. With my other hand I was groping at his chest. I
rubbed the back of my furry hand across his nipples. I pinched them and
pulled at them. The hard, tiny, brown nubs were so hard. We were both
moaning and grunting.

"Fuck daddy's dick, Richie, fuck it hard. Cum in me, baby!" I grunted out
to him.

Richie was leaning over me now. He was wanking us off hard and shoving his
cock into my own. He rested his sweaty forehead against my own. I could
feel his boy breath on my face. I grabbed the back of his head and tilted
my own back. I licked his lips and when he opened them I shoved my tongue
into his mouth.

Richie groaned into my mouth as our lips locked. I fucked his mouth with my
tongue. I wiped my tongue around his teeth and licked his boy tongue. I
swallowed his spit and breathed in his air. I drooled into his
mouth. Father and son joined at the cock and mouth. I could feel the cum in
my cock rising. I pushed his mouth harder into mine. I started to thrust
into him.

Richie started to falter. He was kind of squealing into my mouth. I broke
our kiss.

"Cum, Richie. Fucking cum in my cock!"

"Dad-" he managed to croak out before he began convulsing. His head fell
onto my shoulder and I grabbed his butt cheeks. I pushed him into me
helping to keep fucking my cock as he began his dry cum. The moment I felt
his cock twitch against my knob I was over the edge.

"Daddy's cumming, baby! Daddy is such a fucking paedo, cumming all over my
little boy's cock!"

I felt my cum erupt from my cock. It filled my foreskin and coated my
little boys cock. I kept cumming and it began to leak out the end of my
skin and onto the smooth base of his boy dick. The room was filled with the
wet smacking sounds of a dad cumming around his boy's cock.

We sat there panting. My boy still leaning forward, head on my chest. I
could feel his heavy breathing on my chest hair. I pushed him back a little
so I could observe our mess. He leaned back a bit and we both watched as
his still hard dick slid out from my foreskin.

When his entire dick came out my semi-hard cock limply fell down. A river
of daddy cum spilt out. My knob was covered in a sloppy, wet snout. We
looked at Richie's cock and it was coated in cum. White streaks all over
making it shine.

"Wow, buddy, that was amazing. Thanks for making me cum too."

"Yeah, dad, that was even better than the first time. Look at my willy, it
looks like I spermed too!"

"Let me clean you off, mate, then you can go to bed. Just stand up."

Richie stood up, his still hard cummy cock in front of my face. I moved my
head forward and swallowed his cock. I moved my head back again and cleaned
it in one stroke. I swallowed by load.

"Yuck, dad, you ate it!"

I laughed. "It's ok, Richie, it's not yucky, it's not like your pee, it's
clean. And tastes good."

Richie sat down beside me.

"Dad, you kissed me."

"Yeah, sorry about that, kiddo. I got kind of horny."

"No, it was good, dad. It really made me cum!"

"You really liked it huh?"

Richie answered my question by reaching his head over and kissing my lips
again. Then he licked them and sat back smiling at me.

"I guess so, hey? Well, that's bed time then I suppose. You enjoy
yourself?"

"Hell yeah, dad! I want to do it all the time!"

I laughed again. "Well, I have to go to sleep, but you can stay in here and
wank yourself off silly."

I gave him another kiss on the lips and got off his bed. I grabbed my
underwear from the floor and left his room.

I wiped my cock off onto my boxers before I got to my room and put them
back on. I was just going to jump into bed before Helen could see
anything. As luck would have it, she was already asleep when I went in.

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