Date: Mon, 21 Mar 2011 15:47:31 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: Teaching My Son Part 3

This is a fictional story describing sexual acts between a
father and son, who is a minor. If this offends you, read no
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Teaching My Son Part 3

Since I agreed to jerk off with my son I've opened a
floodgate. When he comes home from school, the first thing he
does is drop his schoolbag and then his clothes. He would get
naked in the living room and come into my room. And his cock
would already be hard.

"Let's jerk off, dad!" He just comes over to me and grabs my
hand. If I worry about being distracted from work, I no longer
have to. He has got my complete attention and work is no
longer on my mind. His youthful, smooth body with a near-adult
size cock pointing straight at me, leaking precum is too
fascinating for me to think about anything else. I must
satisfy this beast before I can go back to my work. I followed
him to his bedroom with him still pulling my arm. This kid is
so full of energy and enthusiasm. He lay on his bed and
immediately started jerking.

"Come on, dad, take off your clothes!" He kept jerking while
watching me, waiting.

I slowly took off my clothes and joined him on his bed. I was
still not used to the idea of jerking off with my son. He
immediately reached over and grabbed my cock. I was once again
in heaven. His small, smooth hand on my cock was so arousing.
I reached over and grabbed his too. We both started moaning.

Being young, he usually cums first. He would lean close to me
and shoot all over my thigh and groin area. He doesn't have a
lot of cum yet, I guess he's still young, but he loves to rub
his cum all over my public hair. He loves to feel his cum
meshing my hair. I told him it would cause my hair to stick
together and it would be painful to separate them again, but
he kept doing it. In fact, he does it with a mischievous grin
on his face so I know he's intentional. After he cums, he
would lean over and press his still hard cock on my thigh
while he works on my cock. His cock would still be oozing cum
and he would sort of hump my leg. Meanwhile, he would jerk my
cock quickly, bringing me to climax. As I shoot all over
myself, he would rub my cum all over my body, including, of
course, my pubic hair. It is so hot having both of our cum on
my body, all mixed in. The cum that used to create him, and
the cum from that creation. I could hardly describe the
bonding that formed from our daily jerk off.

Nick seems to stick with me even more. Even after I jerk off
with him, he would come over and talk to me every half and
hour or so. Each time he would be naked, usually with an
erection. Sometimes he would rub his naked body against my
side as I sit at my desk trying to concentrate. I find it
impossible to do any work, but I also don't want to tell him
off. I have to let him know that I need a longer stretch of
time to work undisturbed, and he can do his homework or play
games quietly. He seems disappointed, and moments later I
would hear moaning in his room again. I sighed. Is his sex
drive really that strong? How many times does he need to cum
in a day? Usually I count two or three. Sometimes he would
stroke himself for a long time without cumming. He likes to
spend hours fondling his cock. I remember I was once
fascinated with my cock too, when I first discovered
masturbation. I guess it's a phase.

"Nick, you are really spending too much time jerking off. You
should be doing homework, and if you finished, go to the yard
and play or play with the neighbors."

"But I like to jerk off with you! It's more fun!"

"Kids at your age should go out more! Ride a bike! Play
football or something!"

"You don't like to play with me?" He looked a bit
disappointed.

"I love playing with you, but you should play with your
friends too! And besides, I have to work!"

"Fine!" He grabbed his clothes and walked out of the door.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"To visit Mike!" Mike is the neighbor kid who lives right next
to us.

"Ok! Come back before dinner!"

Finally, I can concentrate at work. I was being more
productive than usual. At around dinner time, Nick came back.

"How was your visit with Mike?"

"It's fun. We jerked off."

"What?"

"I told him about jerking off and he wanted to try, so I
showed him and then we did it together."

I was speechless. I told him to play outside, to play with his
friends, and he ended up jerking off as well.

"Nick, jerking off is cool, but you got to do something else
too! You can't just jerk off all day!"

"What's better than jerking off, dad?" He looked at me
seriously.

"Well... you can play sports or even video games."

"I'd rather be jerking off."

I sighed. What is my son becoming? A sex fiend? What has
caused this? Hormones? Was I ever as horny as him when I was
his age? I shook my head. The next few days, he goes over to
Mike's place and spends the afternoon. I was glad to be able
to work, but I also miss messing around with him. After a few
days though, he stopped going.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you going to Mike's place?"

"He didn't want to jerk off together anymore. He said it's
gay."

"Oh, I see."

"Is it gay?"

"Well, a lot of kids your age experiment with other boys. It's
not really gay, not until you decide when you are an adult to
have sex with guys only."

"Can I do it with you again, dad?"

"Yes, but I can only do it once a day, Nick. Then I have to
work."

"Fine."

So, I got into a routine whereby he would come home from
school and I would jerk off with him. Then I would go to work
and he would leave me alone. But sometimes, I still hear his
moans from next door. I have learned to work around it though.
I would put on music when I work. I usually like to work in
complete silence, but music is better than moaning.

At night, I usually jerk myself off to sleep. It's been my
nightly ritual since young. However, jerking off with Nick in
the afternoon means that sometimes I would skip my nightly
sessions. More often than not, however, I would cum twice in a
day.

One night, there was a lightning storm and the thunders were
really loud. Nick came running to my room and asked to sleep
with me. He's still a ten year old kid, I thought. I opened my
blanket to let him in. I usually sleep naked. When Nick got
in, he spooned together and I found that he was naked too. His
ass was pressing right on my cock. I started getting hard. I
was about to jerk off for the night so I was semi-hard to
begin with. My hardening cock pressed into his butt crack, but
Nick didn't seem to mind. In fact he thrust his butt further
back, pushing on my cock. I let out a grunt.

"Does that feel good, dad?" He was now squirming around,
rubbing his ass all over my cock.

"Yes, Nick, it feels very good, but I don't think..."

Before I could finish, Nick asked, "Dad, can you hold me?" How
could I refuse? I hugged him and wrapped my arms around him. I
have not felt a body close to mine for three months. I slept
alone all this time and felt lonely. It was nice to feel
someone in my embrace. He seemed to enjoy my embrace. He
snuggled closer to me, his butt pushed further back. He found
a comfortable position and closed his eyes. Minutes later, he
was snoring.

I breathed a sigh of relief. He was not trying to be sexual.
He only wanted to be close to me, which was perfectly fine.
For one night, I slept totally sound, enjoying the warm body
in my embrace. It was not sexual but very sensual.

The next day was his eleventh birthday. I bought him his
favorite cake, a mango cake. Before he blew out the candles, I
asked him to make a wish. He thought about it and smiled, but
it was a mischievous grin. I knew he was up to something.

"What did you wish for?"

"I want to sleep in your bed every night!" I was a bit
surprised, but not that much. He has wanted to do more with me
ever since I taught him to masturbate. I suspect the
mischievous grin means that he's going to try something
tonight.

"What are you going to do when we are on the same bed?"

"That's a secret!" He beamed.