Date: Thu, 29 Apr 2010 03:59:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bank Jobs <bankjobs47@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Wedding

The sexual fantasy of a dad.

I have never been one of those guys that has fantasies of his wife getting
fucked by other men. And so if you had told me that I would have watched my 12
year old son take the dick, and liked it; I would have thought you crazy. But
that is in fact what happened.

We were at a wedding and the party was in full swing. I just happen to look
across a crowded ballroom to see my son and some man go into the kitchen. Most
likely I would not have taken noticed but for the fact the guy looked back over
his shoulder at the last second to scan the room. Something was up. Not wanting
to alarm my wife, I headed towards the men's room and then entered the kitchen
through a different door. The lights were off so I walked carefully in the
dark, and stopped when I heard a moan. There was a distinct:

"You like this?"

And then a small boy's voice:

"Yea".

My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I realized I was standing in front of a
stack of boxes. I peeked around and saw my son and the man making out. There
was enough light from three microwave ovens to see them clearly. In fact, the
soft green glow seemed to be a spotlight on them. I could see they were French
kissing, and that the man was running his hands all over my son. The man said:

"Hold on, let me remove this."

And he proceed to take off my sons coat. But he did not stop there. When my son
did not protest he unbuttoned my son's shirt and took that off, and since my
son still said nothing he undid my son's pants and then pulled them off, along
with his underwear. He took off my sons shoes so that he could remove the pants
and underwear completely, leaving my son wearing only socks.  He push my
son flat back on the table and my son yiped.

"What's wrong?" he asked

"The table is cold on my back." my son answered.

"I'll warm us both up quickly." said the man.

He started licking and kissing my son from his nipples moving down to his
stomach, belly button, cock and balls. He put my son's knees over his shoulders
as he sucked on my son's dick.  I have eaten a lot of pussy in my time, and having a
woman's knees over my shoulder is something I do, but watching the guys
go down on my son as if her were a woman was really hot. Especially since my son obviously loved it.  He pushed my son's
knees farther up so that he could get to my son's asshole and in doing so I was
able to see my son's perfect ass. It looked as if someone had pained the cheeks
white, they stood  out so clearly.  Years later I visited my son's
high school and remember thinking the girls in their tight jeans did not have
an ass half as nice as my son's at age 12. It was lovely.

He began to lick my son's asshole and I don't mean he rimmed him briefly just
to get the hole wet. He gave my son a tongue lashing that had my son moaning
softly and wiggling. At first my son's hand were flat on the table, then my son
moved them to his thighs, then to the guy's shoulders, and finally to the man's
head. They were so lost in what they were doing I risked moving a step closer
to see better, and then another. I was now only about three feet from them,
positioned with a side view so that I could clearly see them. Of course I felt
safe seeing as how I was standing in the dark looking at them in the lights of
the ovens.

I noticed the man undoing his pants and while my mind said stop him, my
erection would not let me. It was as if I was watching a movie of me watching
the man about to fuck my son. For there was no doubt in my mind my son was
getting fucked. The man dropped his pants and his boxers to his knees and
position his cock as my son's asshole. Against my son's small ass the dick
looked huge.  It was about 8 inches long and fat. It looked to be as thick
as my wrist. And the head. Amazing. The man spit a drop of saliva onto
the head and it seemed to glow in the dark.

"It's going hurt a little when the head goes in, but you are going to love
it; trust me." said the man.

 The man was smart. He did not immediately push the head in.
Instead, he went back to making out with my son, and when my son was distracted
by the French kissing, the man drove the head in.  My son took in a deep
breath so loud that I was sure it was heard by many, but no one came running. The man
stood perfectly still with the head of his dick embedded in my son's ass. My
son was making whining noises while the man made soothing ones.

Slowly, ever so slowly the man started moving.  My son placed his hand on
the man's upper thighs and I think it was to keep the man from entering
further, but the cock head was in, and the rest of the long shaft was
following. As the man pushed more cock into my son's ass, he picked up speed,
and got down closer to my son's body.  Soon I could only see my son's arms
and legs, the rest of him hidden by this grown man leaning over him. Faster,
and faster the man fucked and soon my sons arms wrapped themselves around the
man's neck and held on as the man fucked him hard.  I was so hard my dick was
throbbing and I had to squeeze my dick.

The man took my son's cock in his hand and started masturbating him as he
fucked away.  He said:

"You big dick little boy, you are so wonderful", "You feel so
good to me". "Such a tight ass." "Try and come with
me." "Ah." "Ah." "Ready?" "Now, come
now".

The man straightened up and fucked my son's ass fast and furious so that the
tip of the head appeared to come of my son's asshole, only to be shove back in
up to the hilt. My son came. The first shot was so powerful it hit my son right
where the chin meets the neck. Then another one on the neck, then the stomach,
and finally several smaller shots created a puddle right on the groin. The man
stiffened and I knew he was coming to. I came.

I felt I was falling so I reached up and grabbed the table. They both turned
and looked right at me. For a second the man's face showed fear, but then he
noticed I was squeezing my dick and there was no stopping my orgasmic
convulsions. My son said:

"Dad!"

The man and I made eye contact, froze, and then the man smiled at me and said:

"Dad is it?"