Date: Sun, 10 Oct 2004 13:50:43 -0500
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Taking Care of Marc part 2

Taking Care of Marc #2
by XavierL

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his teenaged
son.  The usual comments and warnings apply.  If you have a hard time
separating fiction from reality, you probably shouldn't read this story.

Please feel free to email me with comments at
xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk.  As Marc's dick quickly came back to life,
I gently stroked it up and down, teasing it, enjoying the feel of its soft
texture overlying rock hardness, gently fingering the head near the piss
slit which made his body stiffen as I heard his sharp intake of breath.  I
looked up at him, his hair matted to his face.  I enjoyed watching the
water from the shower run down his body, emphasizing and caressing every
curve in his athletic body.

"Suck it Dad, suck it."

I looked back down at his throbbing rod and slowly slid my mouth over the
top of it, his hand and body promptly forcing me to deep throat him.  He
held my head there for a moment and then relaxed it and pulled back with
his hips and let me go up and down the shaft more.  I pleasured him as
thoroughly as I possibly could.  He was moaning with pleasure, his hand on
my head indicating his lust.

He pulled his hand off my head and said: "Stand up Dad."  I was a little
drunk from passion and just simply obeyed, my own cock throbbing achingly.
As I stood up, so did he.  He looked at me and smiled, placing his hands on
my shoulders and turned me around.  "Time to bend over."

I felt like an automaton.  I don't know why it didn't occur to me what was
about to happen.  Was it part shock, part desire?  I don't know, but I did
as my son instructed me.  As I bent over, one hand slid up my back to my
shoulder, and then another was busy at my anus.  I was half alarmed but
also curious.  Then I felt his finger slide in.  It felt good, but I didn't
understand still.  Or maybe I did and wanted it as badly as he did.  He
slid his finger in and out of me and then pulled it out.  Suddenly his hand
was on my hip and I felt his dick sliding past my ass cheeks and presenting
its head at my hole.  I started to stand up, but his hand on my shoulder
pushed me back down as I felt the head of his dick enter me.

It was a mixed feeling of pleasure and pain although not unbearable.  Then
I felt more of him enter me.  A fire began in my ass and quickly spread
throughout my body.  I was straining when I heard him whisper: "Relax, Dad.
You're too tense." I tried to obey, but he was impaling me slowly, and it
was hard to relax.  Suddenly the head of his dick hit what I can only
imagine was my prostate and a wave of pleasure shot through me.  I heard
myself moan "Ooooohhhhhhhh," felt his hands squeeze me a bit harder and
then felt myself moving backward on his pole as he pushed forward.  When my
ass met his pelvis, his other hand moved to my free hip.  He slid backward
a bit and then glided forward, my hole slowly relaxing more and more to
accept every inch of him.  I could feel his balls brushing against me each
time our bodies fused together.

I could hear him exclaim "Yesssssss" as his movements became more frantic,
moving in and out of me faster now, his hands pulling me onto him every
time he ready to push back into me.  My son was fucking me and the thought
made me hot.  He began really pumping me now as one of his hands reached
under me and grabbed my cock.  He began pumping my dick as he pumped my
ass.  His pace was almost vicious now, our wet bodies noisily slapping
together, his pumping becoming more urgent.  My cock was soon forgotten as
he grabbed onto me to help in his efforts.  When the pounding hit a
crescendo, I felt one last drive for home, him refusing to let our bodies
separate and could tell he was unloading inside of me.  His body finished
twitching while he finished emptying his load, his hand smacking me on the
ass as he sat back down.

I turned to face him, his face was red and his breathing as if he had just
did a major run.  He smiled at me.  I weakly smiled back, trying to sort
all of this out.  Not only my feelings that he was bringing out in me, but
the fact that my son had just fucked my ass after I had sucked him.  He
looked at me and I followed his eyes to my still very hard cock.  He
grinned, slid forward and took a hold of my dick, pulling it toward him.
He looked up at me once again, our eyes meeting and holding each other's
gaze while his lips encircled my cock.  I was in utter ecstasy as he slid
his mouth up and down my shaft, my fingers tracing the outlines of his
perfect ears, stroking his cheeks.  His hands slid up to my ass and started
massaging my cheeks.  I took his head and started urging him on.  The touch
of my hand triggered some kind of deep hunger as he began sucking me in
earnest.

I began fucking his mouth now as he had fucked mine.  All logic and concern
lost in the feeling of his mouth around my cock.  It didn't take long until
I unleashed a huge loud, which he swallowed.  After I had finished my
orgasm, he got up and kissed me, ever so innocently and then walked out of
the shower.  We toweled each other off, enjoying our bodies.  He grabbed me
by the hand and guided me to the bed.  "Lay down" he again commanded,
tapping the bed and saying "Put your head here."

Once again I obeyed my son's commands and lay down on the bed.  He came to
the other side of the bed, moving his body over my face and down my body
until our mouths each greeted each other's cocks.  I quickly took him into
my mouth, my hands reaching up and pulling his ass down to put him inside
me further as my rod was enveloped in slick velvet.  I sucked him
feverishly, the sensation of our 69 position driving me onto new heights of
pleasure.  I began fingering his hole, which made him suck even faster.
Finally, he lifted his head up and said "You want that hole Dad?"

I heard myself answer with a feeble yes.  He climbed off of me, went back
into the bathroom and came back with some Vaseline.  He smeared some on his
hole and then smeared some on me and then got on all 4 fours on the bed.  I
positioned myself instinctively, fingering him as he had fingered me in the
shower.  And then I entered him.  Slowly at first, but once my head slipped
all the way in it was hard to not just push forward.  I heard what sounded
like a painful response and stopped, my cock buried halfway into my son's
tight ass.  "Go ahead Dad, I'm OK" he encouraged me.

I pushed forward, entering him more until at last every inch of my cock was
buried deep inside his beautiful ass.  I stroked his smooth skin with my
hands enjoying every sensation I could discover and then began to fuck my
gorgeous son, his tight hole clenching onto every movement I made inside of
him.  I looked down and savored his body.  As I fucked his ass, the image
of his face being invaded by my dick floated in my mind.  The image
combined with the tight enclosure of his hole drove me over the edge, and I
shot the biggest load of my life.  It seemed to shoot forever while I
caressed his back and kissed it.  I rolled off of him and collapsed next to
him.  His head turned toward mine, and he smiled.  I smiled back and said
"Fuck, I love you Marc."

He returned my smile, said "I love you too Dad" and reached over and
starting playing with my right nipple.