Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2005 15:53:28 -0600
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Summertime Pleasures #2

Summertime Pleasures #2
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing consensual sex between a father and
his teenaged 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 toward the bottom under Xavier L.

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That weekend we had decided we would go on a fishing trip.  Unfortunately,
that meant getting up before dawn on a Saturday.  Since it was summer, that
was a bigger deal than usual for Scott.  I woke up first and went to go
check on him.  He was laying on his side facing the wall.  I went over and
shook him awake.  "Scott, time to get up son."

He mumbled in protest.

"Come on.  You're the one that wanted this trip, so get a move on."  At
this Scott rolled on to his back and began stretching.  Instinctively my
eyes roamed down his bare torso and then further down where there was an
obvious tent in the sheets.  Smiling I said, "Well part of you is up.
Maybe I can help the rest of you catch up, huh?"  With this I lowered
myself to his bed, sitting beside him.  He was smiling victoriously.  I
began sucking on his nipples and then kissing down his chest to his belly.
Once there I stayed sucking and kissing at the border between skin and
cotton.  As his body squirmed beneath me, I slowly pushed back the sheet to
uncover his groin.

As the sheet slid past his hard cock, I realized he was sleeping in the
buff!  The little shit had planned this when he went to bed last night!  It
made me want him more.  I continued kissing past his thin patch of pubes to
the base of his twitching cock.  I then ran my tongue slowly up the shaft,
my son's moans urging me on.  When my tongue arrived at the tip, I began
running it along the edge of the head.  As I teased the head of his cock, I
felt Scott's hands at the fly of my boxers.  I pushed them down, and he
pushed them down further.  While his hands gently fondled my cock and
balls, I went down on him, swallowing his meat entirely.  His pelvis bucked
upward in response, and then sweet ecstasy rippled up my body as I felt his
lips sliding over the shaft of my rod.  He began sucking my dick slowly
while I devoured his.

He began making fucking motions with his hips while I worked his cock.  I
began to roll over, tugging at his hip. He followed the motion until we
were both on our sides.  He had one knee bent so that his foot rested on
the bed, freeing him to fuck my face more.  As he slid his cock back and
forth in my mouth, my feelings of lust built up steadily.  I rolled
backward slowly until I noticed him following my lead.  I continued until I
was flat on my back, Scott's smaller body resting on top of mine, his knees
straddling my head.  He began really pumping his rod into my mouth then.
He was sucking me faster as his passion rose.  As he neared orgasm, he
straightened his legs out more and was literally pounding my face, his
balls lightly tapping against my nose as he drove his cock into my throat.
He increased his speed until his body fell into mine and his dick unleashed
its load.  After the first few volleys of cum, he went back to sucking my
cock.  I continued to milk his while he brought me to orgasm, my hand
guiding his head up and down while my other hand massaged his ass as his
cock began to go shrink.  Now it was my turn to buck.  As my hips picked up
off of the bed, I felt his hands grabbing onto my cheeks.  As he pulled me
into him, I pushed his head down on my rod more, burying my cock in his
throat. That was all it took.  As soon as I was completely inside him, I
exploded into his hot mouth.  It was so strong I thought for sure it would
hurt him.  While he did choke a little, he kept swallowing.

He kept sucking until I couldn't stand it any longer.  When I pulled his
head off my dick, he immediately went to work on my balls with his lips
which sent shivers up my spine.  Finally I stopped him.  We sat up, and I
gave him a kiss and a hug, whispering into his ear "Thank you VERY much!"
I got up off of the bed, admiring his naked youthful body once again and
said, with regret, "It's time to get ready son."  With that I left the room
and returned to my own.

Even though it was summer, the mornings were still chilly.  Scott came out
wearing loose-fitting sweat pants, a T-shirt and a Polar Fleece jacket.  We
loaded up the car and headed out.  I'd like to say we made it to the
campsite without stopping, but we didn't.  As we drove through secluded
areas, I couldn't help noticing my son's tent in his sweats.  When he saw
me looking, he pushed them down to below his knees.  He wasn't wearing
underwear, and his cock was standing proud.  I reached over with my right
hand and began stroking his dick.  He pushed his sweats down more and
spread his legs.  As my hand followed his nut sack and sank between his
legs, I couldn't take it and quickly pulled the car over into an area that
would provide us some protection from the road.

We unbuckled our seat belts at the same time.  As I pivoted in my seat, he
put his seat back.  I leaned over and immediately took him into my mouth.
He spread his legs wider as I felt the pressure of his hand on my head.  I
ran my hand up his bare pelvis, under his shirt and began playing with his
nipples while he bobbed my head in his lap.  With my other hand I began
playing with his balls to which he responded: "Unnnh. Yeah Dad!  Suck me!"
This made me even hotter, and I began sucking him greedily making him moan
loudly.  He was gripping my hair as he forced my head up and down his dick.
His moaning increased, and I heard him say "Here it comes!  Here it comes!"
followed by the rush of his juice shooting into my mouth and throat.  It
seemed like there was more this time.  His grip did not release from my
head for a few moments.  As the shots of cum slowed and his dick started to
soften, I sucked on his almost hairless nut sack.

I didn't want to stop but the awareness of what would happen if a car
pulled up unnoticed shook me from my trance.  I sat up, checking the
rearview mirror and looking around cautiously.  Not a person in sight.  I
breathed a little sigh of relief, looked at my son's partially exposed
body, and then bent down and kissed his shrinking cock before sitting back
up and pulling back onto the road.  After about 10 miles, I noticed Scott
still hadn't pulled his sweats back up.  "Would you mind covering yourself
up please?"

"Why?"

I paused before answering.  Could I make up something, or should I simply
state the truth.  I opted for the latter: "Because you're distracting me,
and right now that's not a good idea."

He laughed softly as he complied with my request.  We arrived at the
campsite which was mostly deserted.  Not a lot of people knew about this
area and usually chose the more crowded lot a few miles up the road.  We
set up camp, went fishing, ate and hiked.  Our relationship seemed to have
changed.  In a positive way.  We seemed. . . closer somehow.  Scott seemed
more relaxed and jovial than he had been in a long time.  Later that night
we cuddled by the fire before going into the tent.  When we got into the
tent, we unrolled our sleeping bags.  Scott seemed strange.  "Hey, Scott,
what's up?" I asked.

"Can't we sleep in the same bag?"

I was a bit stunned at first, but then I was quickly reminded of what had
transpired between us recently, and it didn't seem so strange.  "Sure.  We
can connect the 2 bags and make 1 big one."

He was very happy with this and quickly pulled his bag to mine.  I showed
him how to connect the bags.  We both undressed.  I remained in my boxers
out of habit.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

I looked at him confused.  He pointed to my boxers.  "Oh, sorry. Wasn't
thinking."  I stripped out of my boxers and then slid into the bag, my cock
already beginning to stiffen.  His naked body joined mine, and he zipped
the bag close and snuggled close to me, his chest laying on mine.  He was
lightly playing with my chest hairs and occasionally rubbing my other
nipple.  Then his hand traced a line from my chest to my treasure trail,
which he then followed until his fingers were wrapping around my cock.

"You don't tire do you?" I asked, laughing softly.  He raised his head up,
smiled at me and then unzipped the bag enough that he could turn around.  I
watched in anticipation as his head sank beneath the sleeping bag layer.
My skin tickled as his warm breath moved along my body to be replaced my
his moist mouth on my cock.  Without my asking him to, he moved his lower
body over me, and I welcomed his dick's entrance into my mouth, my arms
wrapping around him as he buried his flesh in my willing throat.  I took in
his scent as he began fucking my face.  This time I came before he did.
After swallowing each other's juice, we returned to cuddling as we drifted
off to sleep.

In the morning I was awoken by something that startled me instantly.  I was
on my side.  Scott was plastered up against me, and I could feel his hard
cock pushing at my asshole.  "What are you doing Scott?!" I asked, my heart
racing from the shock.  Scott's answer was to push his cock past the
opening to my ass.  "Scott!" I blurted out.

"Shhhhh," he admonished me as more of his cock slid into me.  There was a
little bit of pain as his hard cock invaded my ass, but, I hate to admit, a
lot of pleasure as well.

"I don't . . . " my protest was cut off as more of his cock slid into me
and something like electricity shot through my body.

"Roll onto your tummy Dad," he instructed.

No longer thinking clearly, I obeyed.  Without missing a beat, Scott was on
top of me, his dick entering me once again, this time penetrating my ass
deeper.  His dick passed over something and then slid freely the rest of
the way.  I felt his body completely against mine and knew he was
completely buried inside my virgin hole.  "Oh yeah!" he said as he began
fucking my ass.  With each forward thrust, I felt my ass lifting up higher
in the air, beckoning him to plant himself deeper.  The feeling of his
lighter, smaller, tight body up against mine excited me.  As he picked up
momentum, I found myself silently pleading for him to go deeper and faster,
to pound my ass.  I reached back and could feel his tight ass muscles
beneath my hand as he began to answer my secret desire.

He began moaning more loudly, our bodies slamming together.  As he
repeatedly rammed his cock into me, I felt an orgasm building and was
surprised when I came.  My body shivered with its effects while Scott's
intensity rapidly built.  He thrust one more time, and I could feel his
cock twitching as he filled my ass with his cum.  He rested all his weight
on top of me while he continued to shoot, his arms extending along mine,
hands holding mine.  "Wow," I heard him say.  "I can't wait to do that
again!"  And I knew instantly I would let him, even seek it out.

Watch for part 2