Date: Fri, 20 Apr 2012 10:58:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: D Spam <spam.damn@ymail.com>
Subject: The Son I Met As An Adult, Part 7

Just saw my boy again, before he heads out of town for three weeks. Alex
only had an hour and came over to drop off some stuff he wants me to have,
more childhood photos. These are mostly of him between the ages of seven
and twelve.

As we spoke, I could tell something was bugging him. "It's the wife," he
replied, in reference to his girlfriend. "Oh, it's come to that point," I
said. He explained that their relationship has become more complex, since
his other lover had a baby a few weeks ago. I won't go into the details,
but suffice it to say they've been processing a lot lately.

He told me that, with me, it feels to him that there are no further
expectations. A blow job is just a blow job. My cock up his ass is just the
closest the two of us can be, but we don't have to dwell on the deeper
meaning of our relationship. Since he didn't grow up with me as his dad,
and since we started off as friends with no idea we were kin, it's more
like a fuck buddy relationship, only the feelings go much deeper.

I told him I had to go take a leak, and if he had his pants down around his
ankles when I came back in, I'd eat him out again. He said that'd be a good
start. But he followed me into the bathroom and held onto my stiffening
cock as I pissed. He put his hand in front of the stream and brought his
fingers to his lips. He dipped each finger into his mouth and told me it
didn't taste too bad.

Then he sunk to his knees as I squeezed off the last few spurts of piss and
went down on me. It was a good introduction to piss play. He said he was
surprised it didn't taste too strong, and I replied that it was because I
was really well hydrated today. He went back down on my cock and bobbed his
head up and down.

I told him it had been days since I'd shot and that I was getting close. He
really started to deep-throat me as I continued to warn him. He grabbed
onto my ass and held firmly as he bobbed faster. "I'm gonna shoot. Alex," I
said. He gurgled something that sounded like "Fuck yeah!"

"Your dad's gonna fill your throat with his cum, boy," I shouted as I
shot. I grabbed the back of his head and shoved my cock all the down his
throat, holding it there while he gagged. His face got flushed as he
desperately tried to swallow it all, and he struggled to keep from
retching. Gotta tell you, the sound of my son gagging on my cock made the
orgasm that much better.

Finally, I released my grip, and he came up for air. "Awesome!" he
exclaimed. "But I didn't really get to taste it." I told him he'd have many
more opportunities for him to taste his father's cum.

"Your turn," I told him, as I spun him around, sunk to my knees, and began
to eat that sweet hole of his. "I need you to fuck me, Dad," he
whimpered. I told him that, even when I was his age, I'd needed more time
to reboot before another go 'round. I turned him toward me and started
sucking that big, uncut cock of his, all the while working my fingers up
his ass.

He told me it had been a few days since he'd gotten off to, as he grabbed
the back of my throat and started fucking my face hard. Now, I've been
sucking cock since I was a little kid, so I don't gag. "My own dad's
sucking my cock," he said. "My dad fucks me in the ass," he cried as he
unloaded in my mouth. I'd managed to pull back enough so that he filled my
mouth, and I could taste every drop.

I stood up, we both pulled up our pants, and he said he had to jet. "Try
not to cum on my photos, Dad," he laughed. "But think of all the things you
woulda did to me at that age." My boy doesn't have the best grammar.

Three whole weeks until the next opportunity to fuck my son. In the
meantime, I have more childhood photos to help me imagine what it would
have been like to enter him, a small child, his very first time to be
fucked. I'm already making plans for the day he and I can both take turns
sodomizing his son. Need to get that boy fucking some pussy soon.