Date: Sun, 04 Dec 2005 10:37:49 -0700
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Sleepwalker

Sleepwalker
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his minor
son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this
theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

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Ivan was now 15.  Ever since he was about 5 years old, he's had problems
with sleepwalking.  They keep telling me he'll grow out of it.  It has
lessened as he's gotten older, but I've noticed stress seems to bring it
back.  It was so bad when he was younger we had to have special locks on
the doors so he couldn't leave the house during one of his episodes.
Tonight I was awoken by a sound in the living room.  As I crept carefully
into the living room, baseball bat at the ready, I heard Ivan's voice
mumbling.  I set the bat down and carefully approached the chair where Ivan
was sitting.

"Ahh, come on Suzie!  You promised!" I heard him say.  Ivan was wearing
only gray sweatpants.  The combination of a full moon and a street light
outside our house illuminated the living room enough for me to see him
rather well.  So it was difficult to miss the sizable tent formed in the
sweatpants.  I knew better than to try to wake him.  I was very curious
about what was going on, so I knelt down close to the chair and listened.

"Suzie, PLEASE!"

I had to suppress a laugh.  I knew Suzie.  She was Ivan's girlfriend.  I
had my suspicions that they were messing around.  I watched Ivan's hands
push down the front of his sweats exposing his rock hard cock.  "Touch it
at least."

In the dim light, his black pubes created a sharp contrast to his pale
skin.  His cock stood proudly.  He was fairly well endowed.  In fact, he
might even be bigger than me! I thought.  I was leaning in a bit too much
and started to lose my balance.  As I reached out for the chair, my hand
brushed up against his knee.  "That's right baby, come on," he urged.

I can't explain why, so I won't even attempt to, but I reached out and took
hold of my son's cock and began lightly stroking him.

"Oh yeah Suzie, that feels good baby."

Ivan's hands slowly traced up his 6-pack abs to his nipples, and he began
rubbing his nipples.  "Blow me Suzie.  Please."

I was stunned.  Even though we know our kids are going to experiment and
fuck around, I don't think we're ever totally prepared for this much
information.

"You promised!" he said, his hand quickly grabbing my head and pulling me
in.  My heart was racing.  I couldn't wake him up and risk startling him,
but what in the hell do I do now? I asked myself.  Soon I found myself
between his legs, his dick twitching, beckoning me to cover it with my
mouth.  I became entranced as his musky odor reached my senses.  I found my
lips parting and my head lowering to my son's urging "Yes, yes!"  And then
his hard flesh was in my mouth.  His shaft filled my mouth and poked at the
back of my throat.  I repositioned myself so I wouldn't gag.  I began to
slowly bob up and down his cock, his hand still firmly placed on my head.

"My balls, baby, my balls."

Already consumed with an unexplained and forbidden lust, I pulled off his
cock and yanked his sweats down to his ankles.  I quickly returned my
hungry mouth to his crotch and began sucking on his balls while he moaned
loudly.  The more he moaned, the more I wanted him.  I shoved his cock back
into my mouth, this time almost deep throating him.  I felt his body give
beneath me, and it egged me on more.  I worked diligently until I could
swallow his whole cock, my nose buried in his bushy pubic hairs.  "Fuck
Suzie!"

I took my mouth off his firm rod and kissed my way up his tight body until
I could suck on his nipples.  He was biting his lip as I pleasured him.
Then I returned to his cock and began sucking on it hungrily.  He began
thrusting upward to meet my motions, both of his hands now guiding my head
up and down.  I surrendered to my animal side and feverishly began riding
his dick.  My hands were on his thighs, and I could feel the taut muscles
beneath twitching.  I picked up momentum and heard him cry out as he gagged
me with his salty juices.  His hand needlessly held my head down as I
worked to consume his cum.  When he was done, I lightly sucked on his balls
some more.

"Oh baby that was incredible!"

I pulled his sweats back up and helped him pull them all the way up,
regrettably covering my newfound treasure.  When they were back up to his
waist, he leaned forward and began frenching me.  At first I resisted, but
at his insistence I relaxed and allowed it.  When we finally pulled apart,
he said: "Thanks baby," stood up and walked back to his room.

I remained on my knees in front of the chair, my heart still pounding, his
salty flavor still present in my mouth.  I felt something funny on my
tongue and pulled it out.  It was one of his pubes.  Staring at my son's
pubic hair moistened with my saliva brought me back to reality.  What the
fuck had I just done?!  I slowly walked back to my room, still staring at
the wiry hair as if it held answers to my questions.  I placed it on my
nightstand and crawled back into bed.  My cock begged for attention, so I
began jerking myself off.  With my eyes closed, my fingers wrapped around
my hard cock, the only image I could keep in my mind was that of my son's
cock sliding in and out of my mouth, the feeling of young hands on my head,
the taste of his skin and then his cum as it invaded my mouth.  I blew my
wad in no time.

The next day I went to have breakfast.  Ivan was sitting at the table,
still only clad in his sweats.  I found myself extremely nervous as I
greeted him.  "Morning son."

"Hey Dad.  How'd you sleep?"

Was he probing?  "Ummm, well, actually.  You?"

"GREAT!"

"Really?  Had a good dream did you?"  Shit! Why did I just say that?!
Fucking idiot! I berated myself.

"Yeah, actually."

Subtle moron, subtle.  "Oh, that's good."  I sat next to him at the table
and found myself ogling his body out of the corner of my eye.  "Any plans
for today?"

"Not yet.  Wanna go see a flick?"


"Sure.  I think it's your turn to pick," I answered.

Later that day we went and saw a movie.  He, of course, based his selection
only on how hot the main actress was.  I have to say I concur with his
choice.  We both went for blondes with big tits.

After dinner we were sitting on the couch watching TV.  He has always been
an affectionate kid, and he was stretched out on the couch, his head
resting in my lap.  The movie was well under way when I heard him mumbling.
I glanced down and saw his lips moving.  I looked at his closed eyes, and
it looked like he was asleep and dreaming.  I watched his breathing.  For
sure he was asleep.  My eyes traveled down his thin body to his groin.
Judging by the size of the lump, he wasn't having an erotic dream.
Nevertheless, I felt a surge of lust.  I reached down and began gently
rubbing his cock through his silky shorts.  His cock responded immediately
and began to stiffen.

I moved my hand away and waited for him to wake up.  He didn't show any
signs of waking, but his cock continued to grow.  Emboldened, I slid my
hand underneath the waistband of his shorts, continuing down the front of
his flannel boxers and fished out his straining cock.

"Didn't get enough last night Suzie?" he said.

I looked down at him, my hand frozen in place.  He had a smile on his face.

"Go ahead baby.  You can have some more dick."

I eased myself out from underneath his head, supporting it until was
resting on the cushion. Then I knelt down next to the couch and shoved his
shorts and underwear down once again revealing his large cock.  This time I
needed no encouragement.  I greedily devoured his cock.

"Shit baby!"

He let me slobber on his pole for a while before interrupting me.  "Let me
stand up."

I moved off of him, looking at his face to ensure his eyes were still
closed.  They were.  He stood up in front of me, his cock pointing at me
accusingly.  I wrapped my hands around his tight ass cheeks and then
replanted his cock in my moist mouth.

"Easy baby.  Slow down.  It ain't going nowhere," he said as I began
rapidly sucking on his dick.  He began slowly making a fucking motion, his
hands resting gently on my head.  I began playing with his balls as I
sucked him more slowly.  I was in spellbound by his cock and its rhythmic
motions in my mouth, his hairy nut sack and balls resting between my
fingers.  The spell was quickly broken when I heard him say: "Suzie.  Let
me fuck you."


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