Date: Fri, 25 Mar 2011 18:22:31 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: Teaching My Son Part 7

This is a fictional story describing sexual acts between a
father and son, who is a minor. If this offends you, read no
further. If you like it, let me know at ng.ben9@gmail.com

Extra Warning: Things are turning up a notch in this part. If
you are uncomfortable with reading about fathers and sons
having intimate love and sex please stop, or at least be
prepared.

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Teaching My Son Part 7

When my son finally came out from his room, he was teary eyed.
His face was a mixture of remorse and sadness. Once he came
out, I couldn't help but pulled him into a big hug.

"Don't ever do that to me again, Nick!" I hugged him so close,
like I would lose him if I didn't.

"Sorry, dad." Nick mumbled as tears ran down his face.

"It's ok, son, I forgive you."

"Really?" He looked up at me.

"Yes. I have given it much thought. What's done is done. You
are still my son and I love you just as much. There's nothing
I won't forgive you for."

"Thanks, dad." He sighed a breath of relief. We continued to
hold each other for a while before I let him go.

"Where the hell have you been?"

"Oh, I went to a friend's house." He gave me a crooked smile.

"I called all your friends! No one knew where you were!"

"I told him not to tell. I was pissed at you."

"You have no idea how worried I was! Don't ever do that
again!"

"I won't." I gave him another hug.

"I missed you too, dad." I looked at him. He wanted to say
something but he was not sure how to say it.

Finally, he said, "I have given it a lot of thought too. I
have come to the conclusion that I love you in every way, and
whether you accept it or not, I will always love you that
way." I looked into my son's eyes and I felt overwhelmed. I
didn't know how to respond to that kind of love from my son.

"So, you would want me to love you back, the same way you love
me?"

"That would be ideal, of course, but I also understand if you
don't."

I gave it some thought. Can I ever love my son like that? As a
sexual partner? It was certainly new to me, but it wasn't a
repulsive idea. I love my son dearly and we have been
expressing our love sexually, though not full sex. This is but
one step further. Can I accept it?

"I think I got to sleep on it. I will give you an answer
later."

"That's fine with me, dad. It kills me that I can't see you
these few days and I so miss having you in bed with me at
night."

"Me too, son."

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"You bet."

So, that night, he came to my bed. I was so excited to have
him back my cock was already hard. He looked at me and smiled.
His cock was hard as well. In these few years, he has grown
nicely. He is still in the wrestling team and he works out
regularly. He shot up to almost six feet now, with nice chest
and stomach muscles, strong arms and muscular, hairy legs. He
has a nice patch of pubes and a happy trail leading down from
his belly button. He has some chest hair like me, but not
overly hairy. He has grown into a stud. His handsome face and
charming smile rounded out the package. As he walked towards
me from the door, I admired his perfect, naked sixteen year
old body.

"You are staring at me, dad." He gave me a crooked smile.

"You look amazing, stud."

"You're calling me a stud?" He chuckled.

"Yeah, a lot of girls would love to get their hands on you...
hell, a lot of guys would, I'm sure of it."

"Are you one of them?"

"I already have you, son."

"Do you find me sexy?"

"You are damn hot, son."

"Do I... excite you?"

"Don't you see my boner?" He chucked again.

"You are so hot too, dad. I've been fantasizing about you
since I was eleven."

"What do I do to you in those fantasies?"

"Oh, a lot of things. Mostly, you fuck me, hard." My cock
twitched when I heard that.

"And you would like daddy to do that to you now?" I couldn't
believe I said it. I was seducing my son!

"I would fucking love my daddy to fuck me hard right now!" He
was breathing hard when he said it. I felt so dirty but I
loved it.

"Come over here, you stud!" He crawled towards me on the bed.
"How do you want daddy to fuck you tonight?" I whispered in
his ear.

"I want to see your face. I want to look into your eyes as you
ram your hard cock in me!" I couldn't stand it anymore. I
flipped Nick over so he was on his back. I roughly pulled up
his legs and bent them towards his shoulders as I mounted him,
my cock head pointing right at his hole.

"Are you ready, son?" I whispered.

"Yes, but I think you need to lube me up before shoving it
in." We both laughed. In my lust-filled state I have forgotten
about lube. I quickly lubed his hole and my cock and I once
again pointed my cock at his hole.

"Push it in me, dad." He whispered. I looked right into his
eyes and thrust. There was a painful look on his face, but it
only lasted a few seconds. As I slowly pushed in, my cock
slipped in inch by inch. There was some resistance, but not a
lot. I guess my son has been inserting a finger or two up his
ass.

"I have waited so long for this, you have no idea." He said
breathlessly as he threw his head back.

"I'm going to give you what you want, son. From this moment
on, nothing is out of bounds." By this time my cock has
bottomed out. I started slowly thrusting in and out.

"Does that mean you will let me fuck you too?"

I gave that some thought. "Maybe." He smiled.

As I continued to pump my son's ass, his expression was one of
pure bliss. He has wanted it for so long and he finally got
it. He was so emotional; his body was trembling in
anticipation. I wanted to make this special for him. I took my
time slow-fucking him. I wanted it to last the whole night. I
looked at his face to see what felt good for him and kept
doing it. I found his prostate and kept probing it with my
cock. He was groaning all the way.

"Oh God, this is even better than I thought."

I smiled. I felt good that I was bringing so much pleasure to
my son. I started really seeing him as a sexual partner. As I
pumped him slowly, I felt my cum rising. I didn't want to cum
so soon, so I stopped for a while, letting my cock rest deep
in his hole. We looked at each other, lust filled in both of
our eyes. I haven't really looked at him that way before.

I reached up and played with his nipples. He whimpered at my
touch. His whole body was in my command. I caressed every part
of his body as my cock buried deep in him. I felt every
muscle, every curve. He was a beautiful boy, my creation, my
only son. He looked like me in every way. I smiled again,
watching him skewered on my cock. How great is it to enjoy my
son this way? I closed my eyes and thought about how lucky I
was. It was amazing that what I thought was the biggest
mistake now became the biggest blessing. As we looked at each
other, we were in love. We fell in love in another way that
night, on another level.

Slowly, I started thrusting again. At some point, we were both
laughing. We were so relaxed and having so much fun. I made
love to him at my own leisure pace. Neither of us was rushed
to get off. We both wanted to make it last, to make it
memorable. We lost track of time. At some point I noticed the
sky was getting bright. It was dawn. We have fucked the whole
night. By then I was really tired, almost dizzy. I was
sweating like a pig and I knew it had to come to an end. We
were both breathing hard. I looked at him and he nodded. It's
time to cum.

I thrust in him hard and fast. I haven't fucked for so long I
needed a good fuck. That night he sat on my cock didn't count
since I came too quickly. I didn't get to fuck him at all.
This time is different. I controlled the pace and I used it to
my advantage. It had to be my longest fuck ever. As I fucked
him furiously, I felt my cum rising. I let go of everything
and yelled at the top of my lungs as I rammed in him one last
time and shot my biggest load ever in him. As I shot again and
again deep in his ass, his own orgasm arrived and he shot all
over his stomach and chest, without even touching his cock.
His body was convulsing, bending his upper body up as though
he was doing sit-ups. His face was contorted, a mixture of
pain and pleasure. I rubbed his cum all over his chest as I
shot deeply in him. After what seemed like forever, I finished
cumming and I slowly let his legs drop down to the bed.

I didn't want to pull out of him. I wanted to stay connected
like this forever. I slowly turned him around so I was
spooning him. Then I lay down on my side and hugged him from
behind, like I always do when we sleep. All this time, my cock
was buried deep in him. We were in time to watch the sun
slowly rising from the horizon through my bedroom window. It
was dawn; it was a new day. It also signified a milestone; the
start of a new relationship for us. As we basked in the golden
rays, I admired my son's body again. It was such a perfect
moment; the happiest moment in my life. I slowly closed my
eyes to cherish the feeling. I wanted to remember it forever.
Slowly, we drifted to sleep that way. I haven't sleep so well
in years.