Date: Wed, 27 Dec 2006 21:14:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Mark Wolf <pdxwolf@yahoo.com>
Subject: Santa's Candy Cane - 02

Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic
sexual language and actions between a father and his
minor son. If material of this nature offends you,
PLEASE do not read any further. Please note that you
must be of legal age, where you live, to read this
story. This is a work of fiction and any similarity
between real people or events is purely coincidental.


Sorry it took so long for this chapter.  Enjoy!

Christmas Morning

"Daddy, daddy.  Get up, get up!"  My eye lids strained
as they slowly revealed my tired eyes to my son's
ecstatic face.  Timmy was bouncing on the bed
unwilling to wait another minute to open his Christmas
presents.  "Alright, Timmy.  I'm up.  Go downstairs
and get a Pop Tart.  I'll be down in a minute, OK?"
The energized six year old kept bouncing creating an
earthquake under my pillow.  "And then we can open our
presents!" he said frantically.  "Yes, Timmy, yes."
My son jumped from the bed running  towards the
stairs.  I lifted my head from the pillow in time to
see his cute white bubble butt through the open flap
of his long-johns.  The wonderful round orbs flexed
their firm child muscles as Timmy ran from my room.

The sight of his perky behind jogged my memory of last
night.  My morning wood scolded me for sending that
nice tight ass from the room before getting a chance
to use it.  I pulled myself out of bed looking over at
the nightstand clock.  6:05 am, Timmy was not wasting
a single minute of this Christmas morning.  My tired
body made its way to the shower allowing my hard stiff
cock to let loose a golden stream straight up into the
air.  Once all the piss was poured from my bladder, I
turned on the water letting the water bring me fully
awake.

I left the shower, donning my Holiday red velvet robe
before making my way to the kitchen.  Timmy was
sitting at the table working on his second Pop Tart.
His milk glass was almost empty, so I offered to
refill it as I poured a cup of freshly brewed coffee.
"I don't need anymore milk, daddy.  We have to open
our presents."  I realized their was no postponing the
event.  I drank several sips of coffee before topping
off my cup.

Timmy was sitting on the floor in front of the present
packed Christmas Tree as I enter the room.  I sat in
my oversized chair placing my cup down before saying
"OK, son.  Find a present"  Timmy attacked the
packages like a starving lion.  Every few minutes, he
would stop handing me a package that said `From Timmy
To Daddy'.  I managed to mix in a few presents to
myself to slow my son's frenzy long enough, to at
least, read the tags.  I accumulated several shirts,
pants, a tie and a watch.  Timmy's pile was a
mountainous tribute to my overindulgence.  When the
last present had been ripped open, the rush inevitably
came to a crashing halt.  "That's all" my son said
walking over to me a little deflated.

"Did you get everything you wanted?" I asked.  "Oh yes
daddy" he said in a thankful voice.  "I am very happy.
 I just like opening the boxes."  I hugged his small
little body saying "Merry Christmas Timmy."  He
reached up kissing me on the cheek.  "Merry Christmas
Daddy."  The boy looked over at my modest pile of
presents.  "I didn't buy any of those you know" he
said matter-of-factly.  I smiled showing him it didn't
matter.  "But now I can give you a present that is
just from me."  Timmy pulled at the tie of my robe
letting the garment open before his eyes.  My strong
muscular body was very different than the jolly fat
man the boy had seen last night.

Timmy ran his small hand across the velvet of my robe
enjoying the soft silken texture under his little
fingers.  His hand moved across my broad chest feeling
the warmth of my skin and the softness of the light
brown hair covering my well defined pecs.  He giggled
as his finger touched my nipple eliciting an erotic
moan from my lips.  I fell back into the chair
spreading my robe fully open to let Timmy have
unobstructed access to my hard chiseled body.  And my
son took full advantage of my offering, feeling and
touching every inch of his creator.  His little
fingers gleefully stroked the many ridges provided him
by my devotion to the city gym.

"Gee, daddy.  You're body is kind of like my action
figures.  You could be a super-hero!"  I smiled at my
son's admiration.  His small fingers finally working
their way to my rapidly growing member.  The girth of
my massive cock required Timmy to use both his hands
to actually reach around the hard hot flesh.  "Why is
your pee pee so big daddy?"  I patted his questioning
head replying "All super-hero's have big cocks?"
Timmy giggled liking the game we were playing.  With
his giggles subsiding, his smiling face took on a more
serious expression.

Timmy's hands moved my fully stiff member towards his
sweet cherry lips.  He stuck out his small pink tongue
licking the precum which was dripping from my excited
organ.  I let loose a thankful sign as Timmy began
tonguing my hard tool.  "Oh son, daddy loves your
present."  "That's just the start" he said even more
excited than I was.  His soft red lips engulfed the
head of my dick sucking down almost three inches of
mouth stretching cock.  He purred like a contented cat
leaving my staff between his lips as he playing
skillfully with my low hanging rocks.  I moaned in
ecstasy amazed that my young son could  provide me
with such sexual delight.  Timmy's mouth soon began
moving up and down my massive cock.  The feeling was
electric as his small child tongue flicked perfectly
with his skillful cocksucking.

Timmy worked my rod for a good ten minutes never
loosing his enthusiasm as he sent sexual shivers
through my tensing body.  My balls were churning,
needing disparately to release their morning load.  I
called out to my son between shortened breaths "Timmy,
daddy's going to cum baby."  My young son moved his
hand to pull down on my large balls, telling me
without words to go ahead and fill his mouth with
daddy cream.  I gripped the arms of my chair tightly
as my climax hit.  My cock was shooting erotic delight
deep into Timmy's childhood throat.  I couldn't
believe he was swallowing my entire load without
letting a single drop escape his cute boy lips.  He
again purred as the hot milky liquid filled his small
tummy.  As my orgasm waned, I released my grip on the
chair and softly stroked my son's silky blond hair.

Timmy sucked and sucked every last drop of my
Christmas cum.  He made sure all my male essence was
pulled from my well relieved balls.  Eventually, his
overly stretched lips slid off my softening cock.  His
small hand still gripped my thick shaft while he
playfully licked the tip of my appreciative dick.
"Thank you, Timmy.  That was a wonderful Christmas
present for daddy."  "I love to play with your dicky"
Timmy said rubbing my semi-hard member back and forth
across his face.  "Aren't you going to get hard?" he
asked impatiently.  I lifted his face with my hand
letting me see his innocent blue eyes.  "Even
super-heroes need a little time to recharge.  Why
don't you play with your new toys for a little while?"
 I could see the conflict in his face between having
sex with his father and playing with his new Christmas
toys.  Finally, the toys won out as he said "OK
daddy."

My heart sank as his small boy hand released my
manhood.  I watched his snow white butt as he walked
over to his pile of toys.  I surprised even myself as
my cock began to grow once more to steel hardness just
seeing those fantastic cheeks.  Timmy was kneeling on
all fours playing with a yellow truck.  His perfect
boy ass flexing back and forth fueling the lust
ignited in my loins.  I slid from my chair dropping to
my knees letting my robe fall to the floor.  I worked
my way over to where Timmy was playing sliding my hard
hot cock between the soft cool flesh of his exposed
buttocks.  He stopped playing with his truck saying
"Oh goody, super-daddy is ready again!"  I chuckled at
his enthusiasm as he wiggled his butt up and down the
length of my well-endowed maleness.  I spit in my hand
rubbing the natural lube over my thick hard shaft with
familiar strokes.  I then knelt down tonguing the
tight pink pucker that guarded the entrance to my
little boy's hole.

"Oh daddy, that feels so good" Timmy whispered talking
more to himself than me.  I again wondered how I got
so lucky to have a true god-given cock whore for a
son.  My lust forced me to abandon his hot cherry.  I
spit one last time on my throbbing member ensuring it
was ready.  I then pulled my young son towards my huge
lance lifting the lower half of his small body from
the ground.  With his boy butt perfectly aligned, I
pushed the head of my giant cock past his guardian.
Timmy let out a gasp as his sphincter clamped down
around the end of my glands.  His small ass squeezed
the head of my dick so tight I thought he might
actually pinch it off.  "Put it in daddy, put it in!"


My little boy's need for my cock excited me even more,
if that were possible.  I pushed again forcing my
thick shaft further and further into my son's
incredibly hot hole.  In less than a minute, the full
length of my horse cock was buried deep into the
depths of my little boy.  "Oh, son.  You're tight butt
feels so good around daddy's big dick."  Timmy giggled
as he squeezed his ass causing me to let out a
shameless sexual grunt of appreciation.

My cock was throbbing letting me know I needed to get
my nut soon.  The message was received loud and clear,
as my hips instinctively began thrusting in and out of
Timmy's tight fuck hole.  I continued making
disgusting animal noises as I lustfully pounded my
only child.  Timmy's head was bouncing wildly as my
huge cock piston in and out forcefully.  "You're so
big daddy.  It feels like you're all the way in my
tummy" Timmy said.  I reached my hand around to feel
for his young boy cock.  He was as hard as a rock.  As
soon as my hand grasp his young member, Timmy climaxed
with a dry orgasm.  He screamed out "Cum daddy, please
cum with me!"  It was easy to oblige.  His ass
contractions were the extra motivation for me to blow
my load.  I yelled out "OK Timmy, daddy's cumming.
Oh, fuck!  I'm going to fill your little tummy with
Christmas juice."

With my announcement, I sunk my hard rod as deep as I
could into my young son.  My dick exploded, shooting
my hot load, filling my little Timmy with a gallon of
Christmas cheer.  I just kept saying "Ah, fuck!, ah
fuck!" as I picked up my boy from the floor still
shooting cum deep into his gut.  Timmy was still
shaking enjoying the ravages of his own intense
orgasm.  With my son in the air, I spun him around on
my spurting rod letting me see the ecstasy in his
young face.

We both reached our peek and seemed to come down from
our climax at the same time.  Timmy smiled at me
reaching up to hug my now completely naked body.  "I
love you so much" he said with his face buried into my
sweat drenched chest.  I squeezed his incredible ass
saying "I love you too son.  Very, very much."  Timmy
pulled himself off my cock far enough to kiss me full
on the lips.  I returned his gesture slipping my
tongue deep into his innocent mouth.  After a long
passionate exchange between our two tongues, he broke
our kiss sliding his tight hot ass back down my still
hard member.  We both laughed as he bounced playfully
on my natural pogo stick.  I sat back in my chair
surprised at my exhaustion.  After a few more bounces,
I reluctantly said "Daddy needs a rest, Timmy.  Why
don't you go back to your new truck?"

Timmy seemed to be sexually content for the moment.
He jumped off my dwindling cock, returning to his toys
under the Christmas tree.  I  proudly watching my
magnificent boy, angelic looking under the silver and
gold ornaments and multi-colored twinkling lights.  I
looked down at my well satisfied manhood knowing that
I would never be sexually frustrated again.  I
chuckled to myself realizing my greatest Christmas
present ever, was playing happily under the tree.  I
reached down gripping my soft member waving it at me
saying "You are one lucky cock."

End