Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:49:24 +0000
From: dad4scally@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: The Suspension (Part 2)

Disclaimer:

This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit graphic descriptions
of sexual acts between underage boys and adult males.  If this content
offends you or you are under the age of 18, please do not read. If it is
illegal to read such material where you live please leave now.



Before we carry on, just better remind you lads who I am - Im Joe, Im 39, I
own my own decorating business and Im married with 2 kids.  Oh and I
fucking love cock!  As for what I look like - well Im 6' with short brown
hair, a bit of a goatee, a rugby build and quite hairy especially on my
chest and legs.

So how come Im married and love dick - well to be honest it just kind of
happened.  I was 27 before I first messed around with a guy, but by then I
was married with one son and another on the way.  Without going into the
whole psycho-crap about it, it has never crossed my mind to leave the
missus as I quickly worked out that I could still mess around with blokes
and have the 'married with kids life' as well - basically have my cake and
eat it.  I know cruising places where I can pick up blokes for blowjobs and
the odd fuck, and also have a few fuck buddies - so I am hardly living a
repressed life.

As for my two lads, well they are a bit of chalk and cheese.  Ciaran who at
12 is the youngest is pretty normal - does really well at school, gets on
well with everyone and never any trouble so pretty easy to look after.
Declan on the other hand who is two years older, well, lets just say he's a
typical nightmare of a teenage boy. He's moody, hardly every speaks
(usually grunts) and always in trouble at school - usually for fighting,
talking back, not doing any work, smoking on school premises etc.  The only
way the two are alike is that they've both taken after the old man in
having reddish-brown hair.  Apart from that Ciaran is quite small (not yet
5') and skinny with fairly long hair while Declan is average height (5'5),
medium build and a few months back got his hair shaved right back to a
grade zero.

So anyway after all the explaining crap, on to the next part ....
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I don't know how long I sat there staring at my son's grin looking across
the screen at me.  All I know is that I was brought out of whatever waking
coma Id gone into by my laptop bleeping at me.

"U still there?"

The text flashed at me across the screen and brought me back to earth.  I
realised my throat was dry, my hands were shaking and my cock was throbbing
with excitement.  Part of me wanted to shut everything down, wipe the
computer and try and forget today had ever happened.  The other part was
being led by my dick.

Fuck! Id cyber fucked my own fourteen year old son.  Im a sick freak and
should be locked up.  On the other hand thinking about those pics - that
tight arse, that beautiful boy cock, that gorgeous chest - I couldn't help
but think Id never been so excited.  Id got a sexual rush when I thought it
was a young teen lad, but now knowing it was my own son, the feeling was
about a hundred times more intense.  A matter of hours before he had been
the twat who disturbed my wank, now he was the object of all future
fantasies.

"Yeah sorry"

Still part of my brain was screaming that this was wrong, but I really
wanted to see how this would play out.

"U like?"

"Yeah - very hot"

"U got any face pics?"

I was about to reply no, then thought he might find this suss, so I sent
over a pic I had saved of a guy I spoke to online a few months back.

"Sending it now"

"k - ur fit"

"Thx"

"Im Declan - whats ur name?"

Well at least he seemed to be telling the truth now - it was me who was the
bullshitter.  I told him my name was Jon.

In complete change to how he is in the real world Declan started straight
away telling me a lot more information.  He told the cyber-me that he was
14 (correct), that he was at home cos he was suspended (correct) as he got
into a fight with another lad who had been spreading rumours about him.
Curious I asked:

"U home alone?"

"Nah - dad here as well"

"U get on with him?"

So I was probably fishing by now, but I was interested what he'd say.

"he's pissed with me"

"Why?"

"i stopped him having a wank this morn"

Although I knew I shouldn't I couldn't stop myself from going red.

"How u know?"

"he was making noises - like moaning and shit"

Fuck - I thought I was being quiet!  That said, I felt a tingle go down my
spine thinking about him listening in on me.

"nearly caught him with a hard one but too late"

"What u mean?"

"got him 2 cum out of his room to see stiffy in his boxers but he had jeans
on, lol"

Here I was thinking he has being a lazy bastard but the sly cunt had
tricked me.

"U wanna see ur dad's dick?"

"Yeah - u fink that sick?"

Without a second thought my jeans and boxers were down by my ankles, and my
throbbing 7.5" cock was in my hand.  While all this chat had been going on
the precum had been oozing nicely and left a damp patch at the front of my
pants.  Now it was running through my fingers as I pulled the shaft back to
reveal the purple head which was begging for release.  The thought of him
wanting to see this cock in all its glory was practically making me lose
control right that moment.

"No - lot of guys do that - u eva seen him naked?"

"Not 4 ages - keep tryin 2"

If I remembered right I hadn't been naked in front of either of the lads
since they were little, but it seemed a reason to had just appeared.

"U wanna touch his cock?"

"Yeah and suck it - u sure this not sick?"

I gripped the base of my shaft an squeezed, moaning slightly - this was
getting better.

"No - like i said, loads of guys do it"

"Wud luv him to wank me off and suck my dick"

Oh fuck son, you don't know how much your old man wants to do that as well.
I hoped like hell that he wasn't just talking crap and this was really his
fantasy.

"Whats he look like?"

"bit like u, lol"

I could feel the pressure in my balls build as I stroked my cock.  I wanted
to move this forward, and suddenly had an idea.

"Mebbe ur old man feels the same way"

"really?"

"Yeah"

"but he has me mam"

"Yeah but loads of blokes like both"

"what if he finks this wrong?"

"U wont know unless u try - do it properly"

"how?"

Like a flash it had come to me - a load of my hottest fantasies all in one,
especially one Id read on the net.

"I read story once about lad who messed around wiv his dad and said how it
started"

"what he do"

"wanked off into his undies and left them for his dad to find"

"what happened nxt?"

"his old man got the message,lol"

"cool"

"gotta go, cya l8r"

Suddenly the window disappeared and he had logged off.  I listened
carefully to see if there was any noise from around the house, but nothing.
Taking the opportunity, I returned my attention to my cock.

I knew it would not be long before I came, and I was right.  With the image
in my head of my rock hard pecker spraying cum over those pale freckly arse
cheeks while Declan groaned in pleasure I felt my cock erupt with pleasure
and splatter jism all over the towel hanging nearby (still covered in the
results from my earlier wank).

Not realising the time, I was fortunate that I had cum just before I heard
the sound of a car pulling up outside.  Checking my watch, I realised it
would me the missus coming home from work with Ciaran and I had just
managed to fit in my bit of fun before they burst through the front door.
Quickly I cleaned up and started up some spreadsheets so when she popped
her head round the door Id look like I was working.  Sure enough it
convinced her.

Over her cooking I let the missus know that Declan had not been any
problems and had been quiet all day.  His ears seemingly burning, he took
this opportunity to walk into the kitchen and head towards the fridge.
Seeing him the flesh for the first time since our second cyber-chat, I
found myself looking at him in a very different way.  My eyes immediately
went to the crotch of his white trackie bottoms as I imagined his boy cock
packed within there surrounded by the fuzzy red pubes.  As he turned round
to reach into the fridge, I couldn't help fixating on the tight cheeks that
only minutes previously Id pictured drenched in my cum.  He grunted at us
both and walked out - it was then I realised I had a growing semi and
quickly adjusted myself.

The rest of the evening went by without any further fun and my eldest son
not coming out of his room, but I went to bed with a big shit-eating grin
on my face wondering what would happen next.

Unfortunately as luck would happen, if shit is going to happen it usually
did and the next day was no exception.  I was woken by an early morning
call.  To cut a long story short (and cos its fucking boring and not why
you're reading this) my sister had a major family emergency and with no one
else available I had to go up there for the day.  The missus was pissed as
she had to pull a sickie to watch Declan, and I was pissed cos you can
probably guess where I wanted to be - but some things just can't be
avoided.  By the time I got back home that evening it was late, I was
fucking furious with my sister and her bloke, and all I wanted to do was
have a pint and go to bed - which is what I did.  Although Id thought about
Declan a few times that day, nothing was going to happen that day.

The following day was a Saturday and again I was pretty pissed when I woke
up.  I was not going to be alone with Declan all day as the missus and his
brother were around and I weren't happy.  What made it slightly better was
that most Saturday mornings I go to the gymn which as far as the wife is
concerned is for fitness and to blow off steam - what she doesn't know is I
also for the cock thats on offer.  There wouldn't be any 14 year old lads,
but there are normally some pretty fit blokes who like some fun.  I hadn't
been able to go for a few weeks so apart from wanking, my cock hadn't
really had much action and I thought would do me good to have a bit - even
if I was thinking about my lad during it.  I swopped plans with the missus,
who told me she was taking Declan into town as he needed new shoes for when
he returned to school and Ciaran was at footy practice.

The gymn is only a few streets away which was good cos I was pumped for
some dick.  I practically charged into the changing room to see there were
quite a few blokes around.  As I moved over to my locker, I casually
started checking them out.  There were a few I recognised from previous
times, both just hanging around the gymn and messing around in the sauna.
However there was one lad I noticed who seemed new.  He was Asian, possibly
Pakistani and about 19 or 20 years old.  Taking a closer look I guessed his
height to be about 5'10 with a slim but still fairly muscular build.  By
time Id walked in, he'd stripped down to just his jeans and I noticed he
had the beginnings of a nice six-pack but was also quite hairy over his
stomach and chest.  Topped with a nice pair of pecs and two gorgeous
looking dark nipples, I got to say this lad was fit.

Moving my bag into the locker, I started taking off my shoes taking the
opportunity to check this lad out a bit more.  He took his jeans off to
reveal a pair of red swimming shorts - his arse looked nice in them if a
bit skinny, and his legs were the same.  I looked up as I put my shoes and
socks in the locker and noticed I wasn't the only bloke who had clocked the
new guy - a couple of others were giving him the once over as well.  As I
put my t-shirt away I saw he was heading off in the direction of the
swimming pool, which also gave me the first opportunity to see his face.  I
hate calling blokes cute, but thats probably the best way to describe him.
His black hair was shaved close to his head and he had a small goatee as
well.  He grinned at me as he passed, and I returned his nod.  Just behind
him was a bloke Ive messed around with before on occasion called Rick and
his eyes seemed glued to the lad's arse.  When he realised he had been
clocked he gave me a goofy grin which caused me to laugh in response.

The gymn was made up of not just a gymn, but a swimming pool, sauna and
steam room as well.  Normally I hang around the pool to check out the
blokes, but the real action normally takes place in the sauna or steam
room.  The pool was, as usual, quiet with most of the guys in the action
rooms.  I was happy staying by the pool and watching the new lad plough up
and down the lanes, getting small shivers of excitement seeing the wet
shorts clinging to that skinny arse as it rose up and down out of the
water.  I was just waiting and hoping for the time he would climb out and
walk in the direction of the sauna.

The sauna and the steam room led off from the pool and you could see all
the blokes going in and out.  Some of them went in there for 'normal'
reasons but I knew the ones who went in there for the fun.  Some guys, like
Rick, would stay in there nearly all morning so they didn't miss anything.
I was idly looking over in there direction, wondering about the time I
could show off Declan in there, when the new lad started climbing the pool
steps at the far end.  I watched with interest as he went off towards the
steam room.  I felt the adrenaline rush I normally get before I get any
public cock action but kept still for a few minutes to see what would
happen.  After seemingly ages, I got out myself and walked over to the
steam room.

Opening the door, I could see through the mist two silhouttes and my cock
twitched as I saw one figure was on his knees in front of the other who was
sat down one one of benches around the edge of the room.  At my entrance
the guy sitting down shot up and with my eyes adjusting to the steam I saw
it was the new lad.  His body was still as fit as it was in the changing
room, but it was now made even more hotter by the 7" hard-on sticking out
from it.  The cock was thin in shape but it seemed he was as hairy in his
pubes as the rest of his body.

"S'ok, he's cool"

The whisper had come from the floor, and I noticed Rick was the kneeling
figure.  As a bloke in his mid-40s Rick would normally be too old for me,
but saying that he aint too bad looking.  He's pretty average build but not
too flabby for an older geezer, with a fair amount of hair over his body
which makes up for the total lack of it on his head.  Nodding at both at
them, I sat down in the corner near to where the lad was sitting.  With his
hands on the lad's thighs, Rick guided him back down to the bench whilst at
the same time throwing his head forward and taking the whole stiff dick
into his gob.

His nerves forgotten, the lad threw his head back and gasped.  I took the
opportunity and reached over, running my hand through his damp chest hair.
My fingers found his erect nips and started toying with them, stroking them
and pinching them.  His head turned to look at me and I noticed his face
was now plastered with a dreamy grin.  He removed ome of his hands from the
back of Rick's head, which was bouncing up and down as he tried to make the
lad cum, and started stroking my thigh.

Taking the initative, I moved his hand from my thigh and on to the crotch
of my trunks.  As he rubbed my balls through the fabric, I couldn't help
feeling what it would be like if it was Declan's hands, and it was his
nipples I was playing with.

The semi I had popped when I first saw the Asian lad's stiffy, was now
growing to a full on stonker, so I pulled down the waistband of my burberry
shorts and let it have some air.  The lad had now transferred his hand to
my cock and was stroking it to full attention.

"Yeah, go on my son"

"Nice cock mate"

He obviously knew what he was doing cos my cock was soon standing fully
straight up, and with the mixture of the steam, my sweat and the precum he
had plenty of lube as his fist went up and down the shaft exposing the
head. I moved my hand down to his stomach tracing the outline of his abs
through the hair.

"You wanna go?"

Rick was looking up at me , pointing the lad's cock in my direction and
with a big grin on his face.

"Yeah, sure"

As we swopped positions I noticed Rick's 6" dick was rock hard and although
he wasn't the biggest bloke Ive seen it was obvious he was really getting
off on this lad.

I settled in front of the lad and took the opportunity to take a closer
look at the lad's cock.  It was dark brown in colour and I noticed for the
first time he was cut.  Despite their being loads of hair around his balls
and the base of his dick, the shaft itself was quite smooth as I ran my
fingers up and down it.  As I started to lick the head I felt it was
already damp from being in Rick's mouth but the taste was nice and clean,
he had obviously washed in preparation for coming here.  Moving more and
more of the slim cock between my lips, I heard the lad gasp - after Rick's
deepthroating he had got to be closed to cumming.

With the tip of his head settled down my throat, I had my nose stuck into
his pubes and breathed in the smell of shower gel.  With one hand I reached
up and felt his balls, rolling them around in my fingers, and with the
other I grabbed hold of my own dick and started pumping.  Closing my eyes,
I pictured Declan's dick filling my gob, my nose filled with the smell of
teen lad and my hands gripping his arse cheeks letting him fuck my face.
As the thoughts in my head got more and more dirty, my hand movements got
quicker and more furious.

All of a sudden I heard a gasp from above, and let the cock slide out of my
mouth with a pop.  Looking up I saw Rick had his face pushed into one of
the lad's pecs sucking on his nipples, and the lad was running one of his
hands over Rick's back.

"Im gonna cum"

With that I gripped hold of his cock more firmly and began pumping it
madly.

"Oh fuck"

I like swallowing cum as much as the next bloke, but I wanted to see this
fit young lad cum.  I noticed his firm stomach was moving in and out
quicker as his breathing got more shallow.  Beneath my fist I felt his dick
starting to throb more.

"You dirty cunt, show us what you got"

"Oh fuck"

With that a spurt of cum shot out of his cock and landed flat across his
chest.  I continued to milk his dick as a second spurt landed on his
stomach, with a third sitting nicely within his pubes.  Reaching over I
scooped the gooey white liquid off his chest and stuck my fingers in my
mouth.

That was too much and I felt myself start to erupt.  I stood up and pointed
my cock towards the lad and shot my first load across the top of his chest,
with a bit going on his chin, in his beard.  The next few loads all settled
on his stomach mingling with his own juices.

"Fuck, that felt good"

I looked at the lad who was looking at me with the same dazed grin, his
hands rubbing the cum into his chest and stomach.  Rick had watched the
whole show and was fixated on the lad's cock as he stroked his own hard-on.

"Cheers for that lads - see y'around"

I pulled up my shorts, and headed out of the steam room.  It was only when
I stepped out, that I realised how much I had got used to the heat, not
just in the steam room but also after what had gone on.  In order to cool
down, I plunged into the pool and started charging down the lanes.

After some time, I reckoned I better make a move out.  Heading into the
changing rooms I saw they were virtually empty apart from the young Asian
lad who was standing by his locker.  He was now fully clothed with a pair
of jeans, Man U footy shirt and pair of new Nike trainers.  When I first
walked in he had his back to the door so didn't notice but as I walked past
he looked up, grinned and nooded.  I returned the gesture as he started
towards the exit.

"Cheers for today mate"

By the looks of it he had been on his way through the door, but had turned
back around.  I shrugged in response.

"No worries - just as much fun for me"

His grin grew a little larger.

"Im Az by the way"

"Joe, good to meet you"

"See ya later Joe"

After taking a shower, and washing the last smell of young lad sex off me
(not because I wanted to, but cos of the missus), I got ready to face the
rest of the crap I had to face that day.  Putting my towel and shorts back
into my gymn bag, I noticed one of the side pockets was open a bit.  The
reason I noticed it was cos I never use those pockets.  Closer inspection
revealed there was something inside.

Opening it up, I reached in and pulled out the contents.  At first my
thought was it a dirty rag Id used at work or cleaning the van.  As I
unfolded it, I realised it was actually a pair of black boxers, Maybe I put
them in there by mistake one day and forgot, but then I didn't remember
having a pair like this and I also thought they looked a bit small for me.
Turning them over I was a bit suprised to see their seemed to be some sort
of stain across the flies.

Suddenly like a punch in the head, it hit me.  The brand marked around the
waistband was the same sort the missus buys for the lads, which could mean
it had to be theirs.  And if this pair belonged to the lad I thought they'd
fit, and that stain was was I thought it was...

Fuck - he'd actually done it!

Looking around quickly to make sure I was alone, I pushed the crotch of the
boxers into my face and took a deep breath of the sweaty salty delicious
smell of teen lad.

I raced home so fast that I swear I went through a few red lights.  I was
just so eager to get home before anyone else and enjoy.  Bursting through
the front door, I shot straight to my office and secured the door behind
me.  Quickly as I could manage, I pulled Declan's boxers out of the bag and
thrust them firmly into my face.

Taking another whiff of the scent, I groaned taking in the full pleasure.
With my spare hand, I unzipped my flies and pulled out my cock which had
rapidly got hard again.  Pumping furiously with my fist, I started to
picture the horny little cunt bashing the bishop into his boxers,
desperately wanting his old man to get his kicks out of it.  I thought
about the look on his face as he shot his load, his whole body flushed with
the excitement.  I imagined the deep red head of his cock throbbing as it
spurted out the spunk.

Sticking my tongue out, I licked the front of the boxers, relishing the
salty sweaty smell.  With the precum as a handy lube, I knew with all these
aids it wasn't going to take me long.  Sure enough after taking another
mouthful of fabric, an electric shock ran down my spine and my knees
started to buckle.  With the boxers still in my mouth, I gripped the edge
of the desk as the cum shot out on to the floor.

I couldn't believe how muck jism I was shooting seeing as Id only cum an
hour previously.  But fuck it was intense as my juices kept spewing out.
After milking the last few drops, I paused and started to get my breath
back.  Reflecting what had happened, I couldn't help a grin spreading
across my face.  Without doubt that was the best wank ever and I hadn't
shot so much since I was a kid.  When my breathing got back to normal, I
carefully folded up my lad's boxers and stuck them in a box behind the back
of the desk.  The first thought now was what happened next.

No question, I had a very horny lad there and what he needed most was
encouragement.  I didn't want him to think I wasn't interested but at the
same time didn't want to push him.  Id pulled enough supposedly straight
blokes to know you had to be a bit patient and although I knew Declan
wasn't totally straight I reckoned a similar plan needed to be followed.
Looking at the pool of cum under my desk, the idea hit me to return the
favour he did me.  Quickly I stripped below the waist, judging that I didnt
have much time, and then wiped my boxers in the puddle.  Sparing no time I
ran upstairs to his room with his new pressie.  I flung my undies in the
drawer by his bed before heading to my own room to get a new pair to change
into.

In the nick of time, I was dressed for when Ciaran was dropped off by one
of his mate's mums, and then shortly after he was followed by the other two
arriving home minutes later.  Declan was his normal surly self but inside I
was grinning at the suprise that was waiting for him.  The missus bitched
that he'd moaned all the way through town, but my mind was on the moaning
he made as he unloaded into those boxers.  Plus I couldn't get my eyes off
he pair of dark blue trackies he was wearing which were quite a close fit,
and showed of his arse nicely.

After dinner I went back into the office to finish my work shit (which Id
been distracted from earlier in the week) and tried to focus on getting
through it all.  Someone didn't want me to though, cos soon a message
flashed up on the laptop screen:

"hey m8"

I smiled - my son had gone up to his room earlier and now I knew what was
on his mind.

"hi"

"i did it"

"what?"

"dat fing u said - spunked into my boxers and left them 4 dad"

"did he say anything?"

"nah - dont fink he into it"

Shit - this wasn't what I wanted

"he might not have seen em"

"he did - checked where left em and they r not there"

"he give u them back?"

"nah"

"then he must have kept em"

There was a pause then as he must have been taking this in.  Part of me
wanted to tell him straight away where his early birthday present was, but
I didn't want to blow things.

"Mebbe"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Yeah"

It was the missus - she was heading off to her sisters and was taking the
lads with her as they hadn't seen their cousin for ages.  I nodded as she
blathered on before returning my eyes to the computer screen, where I
noticed Declan had logged off.  Knowing that there was not going to be any
more horny chat with my son that afternoon, I setted down to work but at
the same time hoping my lad would not lose hope.

I got quite a bit done with work, so later that day after tea with both the
lads up in their rooms I setted down to a night in front of the TV.  Truth
be told I wouldn't have minded spending some more time chatting to lads
online especially my lad but I knew the missus had one on her and to save
myself the earache I opted for the TV.  Watching the latest pile of shit
quiz show, my mind started to wander to what was going up in Declan's room,
whether he was chatting with blokes on the net or pulling his pud to some
pornos.

"Im getting a beer"

Bored of the TV, I headed off to the kitchen to grab myself an ice cold
can.  Reaching to the back to get the coldest, I heard steps behind me.

"Alright Dad"

Turning round I nearly dropped the can in shock.  For the first time in
fuck knows how long my eldest lad had said something other than grunt.
Even weirder was the crooked smug grin he was showing.  The last time Id
seen that look had been on my laptop screen.

"Alright Dec, are you okay?"

With the grin not moving off his face, he nodded.

"Yeah cheers"

Walking past him to go back in the lounge, I could feel his eyes following
me.  It didn't take a genius to figure what had turned him so talkative and
put that grin on his face.  I stopped, looked back and made eye contact.
Without saying anything I grinned back and nodded.  His cheeks blushed
bright red as we both turned back to where we were going.  Feeling the
familiar twitch in my cock and the even more familiar adrenaline rush I
almost punched the air - the eagle had landed!

Returning to the sofa I took a long swig of the beer and began to think
about the next step.  He knew I was a horny fucker that got my thrills out
of his spunky boxers, and knew I knew he was just as much a horny fucker
into his old mans cum-stained kecks. There was no need to avoid pushing him
now - the signals had been given -, I just had to make sure it was discrete
and quiet.  By the time the missus decided she was heading off to bed, Id
worked out what I was going to do now.

After giving it a few hours I headed upstairs and just as I hoped although
the main lights were off, there was a light still on in Dec's room.  Moving
towards the door, I paused and stopped to think what I was about to do. If
I went ahead, there was going to be no turning back.  It was like what they
say on those shit daytime chat shows about boundaries - I was about to
absolutely crap on the boundary of dad & son, and couldn't change things
back if I fucked it up.  Without knocking I pushed the door open and walked
in.

Dec was sat on his bed with his back to the door, playing on his games
console.

"Shouldn't you be in bed?"

He turned his head round and gave me a puzzled look.

"Dad?"

I walked round a sat on the bed next to him, taking the chance to give him
the once over.  He was in his normal night stuff, a light grey t-shirt with
dark grey shorts, which nicely showed off his legs.  I nodded towards the
machine, but kept my eyes firmly on his,

"Whats this?"

"Just a game"

He practically croaked as I reckoned his throat was as dry as mine felt at
this moment.  We were both whispering, aware there were still two other
people in the house.  The anticipation was killing me.

I placed my hand on his leg. feeling goose bumps run up and down it.  I
could almost hear my heartbeat increasing as the the blood started pumping
faster.

"Look mate, I think we better have a talk"

Dumbly he nodded, and put the controller down beside him.  It was only then
I realised his knuckles were white as he had been gripping it tightly.
Despite his early bravado, he was clearly nervous as fuck.

"I think you know why don't you?"

My hand moved further up his leg to the top of his thigh, with fingers
lightly stroking the fabric of the shorts.

"If you want to Ill fuck off"

Beneath my fingers I felt his young cock swell within the shorts.  His eyes
had dropped to where my hand was and he watched intently as I stroked his
growing hard-on.  Even though there was a layer of material between my hand
and his dick, it still felt so smooth.  I moved my hand over to his crotch
and started to rub his balls.

"If you wanna, take your shorts off"

Without saying anything but without hesitating, he leaned back, lifted his
arse and pulled down on the waistband of his shorts to expose his full
crown jewels.  It was just as fucking gorgeous as it had been in the
photos, down to the fuzzy ginger pubes and the scarlet head.  Using my
forefinger and thumb I pulled his foreskin back to expose more of the head
and then rolled it back, letting a drop of precum form.  He gasped in
reaction.

"Shh, we don't want to wake anyone"

He nodded again.  Until then the expression on his face was blank, but now
the grin was starting to reappear.

"Good lad"

With one hand I started slowly wanking his teen cock, and with the other
one stroked his balls.  Slowly he lifted his hand and moved it to my
crotch.  He looked up at me and I nodded back in approval.  To help him
out, I unzipped my fly and pulled my hard-on out for him to enjoy.  With no
encouragement needed he took hold of it with quite a firm grip and started
stroking it to attention.

"Nice one son"

I moved my hand off his balls and up under his t-shirt.  Running my fingers
over his smooth pale stomach and chest they found their way to his nippes.
Using the back of my hand to lift his shirt I felt a shiver of excitement
seeing they too were just as hot as the photos, I pinched the reddish-pink
tissue and straight away they got hard.

"Mmmm"

With his eyes never leaving my cock, he moved his hand back to his face and
licked his fingers, tasting his old man's precum.

"You like that?"

"Yeah"

Once again the crooked grin was back.

"Can I taste it proper?"

"Later mate, if I get to taste yours as well"

"Deffo"

His hand went back to my cock and started pumping it furiously, thinking
about having that pecker in his gob.  By now I could see see his face was
getting more flushed, bring out the freckles.  In a weird way, I also found
it pretty hot how throughout it all he stuck out the tip of his tongue
between his lips and was biting it in deep concentration.  I had to say by
this point I was feeling the same level of excitement.  The combination of
my lad's tight grip on my dick and the feel of his boy cock in my hand was
driving me full scale over the edge.

"Uurgh"

"You cumming mate?"

"Yeah"

A couple of seconds later a spurt of boy juice flew out, and drenched my
hands.  Not wasting the opportunity I carried on pumping making sure I got
the full load.  After giving me all he could, he gave a deep sigh and fell
backwards, lying on his bed.  His eyes started to glaze over.  I stood up,
and standing over him I continued to wank off, while licking his cum from
my fingers.  Taking in the full sight before me, I couldn't believe how
fucking intense this was.  I noticed his eyes had now re-focused and were
fixated on my cock.

"You want your old man's cum", I hissed.

"Mmm yeah"

He sat back up, putting his lips a couple of inches away from the tip of my
head.  With one hand he began to rub my bollocks.

"Fuckin' hell"

With a thrust of my hips, I released my man juice into his face splattering
it over his nose, lips and chin.  The tip of his tongue shot out and
scopped up the mess, first tenatively tasting it and then taking as much as
it could in.  Meanwhile I milked out the rest of my cum on to his shorts,
leaving a nice stain on the left leg.

Still panting I put my cock away and zipped up my flies.  Looking down at
Dec, I noticed he had wiped the rest of my mess off his face with the back
of his hand, and was now licking it clean.  Reaching over, I tussled the
bristles on top of his head,

"You okay mate?"

He grinned and nodded.

"Yeah cheers Dad"

I grinned back.

"Okay son, now you better get to bed"

Normally I would have expected a bit of a barney at telling him what to do,
but now he nodded again and started to get under the covers of his bed
straight away.

"And remember - this is between you and me"

"Yeah, k"

"Nice one mate - g'night"

As I headed out of the room, I heard another hoarse whisper behind me

"Can we do that again t'morrow?"

I turned back with a small smile,

"Horny bastard aint you?"

With that I walked out, shutting the door behind me.  Leaning back against
the wall, I let out a deep breath and took a minute to think about what had
just gone on.  Id just wanked off with my young son and watched as he
swallowed my spunk.  Id done stuf few dads do with their lad, and what most
people would make me out to be some sick paedo.  But most of all Id just
had the best experience of my life.

There was a hell of a lot more I would do with that little fucker and Wild
horses wouldn't fucking stop me from going back in there tomorrow, or the
day after that, or the day after that, or the day after that....



Thanks to all the guys who sent me the positive comments about part 1 and I
hope Ive lived up to expectations with the follow up - there are plenty
more parts to cum with loads more stuff planned.

If you have any comments or constructive criticism on how I can improve (as
this is my first go at writing stories for nifty), please let me know.

Email address - dad4scally@hotmail.co.uk