Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2011 16:28:19 +0000 (GMT)
From: Mr. D <dionyssos00@yahoo.no>
Subject: What was I thinking, part twelve

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What was I thinking, part twelve


At this point I did not really think. Time seemed to stand still as I
walked towards my bedroom holding John's hand. We were both so horny we
didn't know how to express it. I knew in my inner soul that this was wrong,
but just could not resist the temptation. Fuck it! -- My son wanted me to
fuck him and I would give that an honest try.

I found the lube first. I would need a lot of it to make this happen. I lay
down on the bed and pulled John on top of me. I turned him around into a
69, but forbade him to touch my cock. If I was going to do this, shooting
my load in his face just wouldn't do. I would go all the way and breed my
son. I began with a good rimming and I was pleased to see he had begun to
open already. John moaned as my tongue whipped around his pink virgin
ass. Occasionally I would push my tongue into him and he squirmed with
pleasure. I felt his breath against my pulsing cock, but he never touched
it. I kept it up until I could insert a finger into him without any
resistance at all. I licked and fingered him and enjoyed the horny noises
he was making. Two fingers gave some resistance and I began using the
lube. I spent a long time reapplying lube to make sure he was properly
prepped. When I had worked two fingers to the hilt inside him, I figured he
was as ready as could be for my cock.

I made him kneel and then bend over making sure his legs were spread
apart. His pink hole was open and slick with lube. I used some more to lube
up my cock and let the dripping head rest against his ass.

"Please dad... I want you to fuck me. Let me feel you huge cock inside me"

"You will son, but we will take it slowly. Tell me if it hurts"

Of course I knew it would hurt him. No matter how much I opened him up he
would hurt when my cock entered him. I began to push gently against his
opening. My hard work paid off and the head slid in without too much
trouble. I felt John stiffen and his muscle clamped down. I knew it hurt
and held still until he began to relax again. Ever so gently I began to
feed my son my cock.

"Ohhhhh... That feels so good Dad..."

His pleasure reassured me but I was a bit nervous. Being this horny I could
easily end up hurting him bad. When half of my cock was inside I stopped to
marvel at the sight. My cock completely blocked out his tight ass. The
opening was stretched so tightly around it the lube on my cock was left on
the edges instead of going inside. I began pulling back and kept going till
my head was the only thing left. I felt John push his butt against me. I
have never in my life fucked anyone with so much care and devotion. With
slow motions I kept feeding John half of my cock. John bit down on a pillow
and seemed totally out of it. I felt his body shaking and his ass tightened
even more. John was shooting his load. I did not dare to move before John's
orgasm had passed. I felt him relax again and he started to push against
me. Even if he had just cum he wanted more and he didn't really have to
ask. He was opened up more now and I began feeding my cock to him
again. Still in slow motion, but I was working more and more of my 8.5
inches into him. Finally my pubic hair touched his naked butt. John felt it
tickle him and turned his head.

"Are you all the way in now?"

"Yes my son. You have all of my cock inside you"

"It's an insane feeling dad. It feels like your cock is in my chest, but I
does not hurt anymore"

I began to fuck him now. The speed was a little quicker and I gave him all
of it. John's breathing sounded like a buffalo after a ten mile run. He
kept still and let me fuck him. Feeling my balls slapping against his
hairless backside was something I intended to do again. I now dared to go a
little faster and felt my orgasm building up. John went all stiff and I
realized he was cumming a second time. The squeeze on my cock sent me over
the top. It was the most surreal orgasm I have ever had. It didn't start in
my balls. It began in my toes and ran through my spine to the head, before
plunging into my balls and cock. I filled my boy's ass with cum and the
world around me blurred. I tried not to slam my hips against him, but had
no way of controlling my motions. When the first wave had passed I found my
cock buried in John's ass and my hands were wrapped around him.

"Are you OK John? Did I hurt you?"

"I'm OK Dad. It hurt like nothing else at first, but after I shot my first
load all the pain was gone"

"I have just filled your ass with the biggest load of cum I have ever shot"

"I could feel it hitting the walls inside me dad. It was awesome"

"We can agree on that!"

I slowly pulled my softening cock out of my son. He began leaking cum and I
bent down to slurp some of it up. The taste of my jizz leaking from my
son's ass was pure bliss.

************

Mr Davidson was not sure what to do. He knew all that had happened during
the week-end and could not understand what could have upset Dave so
much. He had never been very good dealing with feelings and seeing his son
break apart like that scared him silly. He fetched another beer from the
fridge and hoped it would make it easier to relax. It worked on his
muscles, but his mind kept circling. The alcohol removed his present
worries though, and he found himself replaying the three young boys by the
lake. He was lost in thought when he felt his cock and discovered it to
have gone hard. He stood up and shoved a hand into his pants. He needed to
adjust it before sitting down again. When he sat down he gently stoked his
cock while zipping to the beer.

Dave woke up and had no idea how long he had been out. Last thing he
remembered was clinging to his father and crying his heart out. Now he felt
embarrassed on top of his worries. His eyes were sore and he felt like he
had eaten a bucket of sand. He really needed a drink of water and got up to
get some. On his way to the upstairs bathroom he noticed the house was very
quiet. He could not see his dad from the top of the stairs. He forgot about
the water and went down the stairs to investigate. When he was three steps
from the bottom he saw his dad on the couch, but what was he doing? His dad
was sitting with his legs separated and his body leaned far back. His head
was tilting backwards in a strange angle. In his left hand he held a bottle
of beer that in turn rested against his knee. His right hand was rubbing
his crotch! Dave had to bite his lip to stop him self from speaking his
thoughts out loud. He felt his own dick getting hard too. He had never seen
his father doing something like this. To be honest he hadn't even heard any
sexy noises from his parent's bedroom.

Now Dave had to make a choice. He could sneak back up to his room, but what
fun would that be? He could stay put and enjoy the show. Perhaps he could
walk silently up to his dad and surprise him? It would be interesting to
see how he reacted. In the end Dave found a compromise. He moved very
slowly and silently down the last steps and began making his way to the
kitchen. It was hard to keep track of where he was going. His head kept
turning to look at his dad. He froze when he thought his Dad said some
thing. He looked at him, but could not see any sign of him moving. Just as
he was about to get moving again his dad let out a moan.

"Oh yes, keep doing just that... It feels so nice... Don't stop... Your
hand feels super around my cock..."

Dave's jaw dropped. He was not certain if his dad was sleeping or if he was
just lost in wet fantasy. His dick was now so hard it hurt. He could
clearly see the big bulge in his dad's crotch. He wanted to go over there
and open his zipper. He felt an almost irresistible urge to feel his dad's
cock in his mouth. He had to think hard about how thirsty he was before he
started moving towards the kitchen. Once he was out of his dad's line of
sight he let out his own moan. What should he do now?

He did not dare to turn on the water in the sink so he opened the fridge
instead. He found a soda and carefully closed the door again. One noisy
thing left; to open the soda. He tried to do it silently, but could not
help the fizzling sound once he got it open. He held still and listened for
any changes.

"Is that you Dave?"

Dave kept his silence. He wanted his dad to go back to his horny
visions. He even held his breath to be silent. It seemed like forever
before he heard his dad move on the couch and say to him self;

"I guess not..."

He kept still a while longer just to make sure and then peaked around the
door frame. His father had not moved much. He had put the beer bottle down
on the table and straightened himself up. His head was not turned and if he
were to open his eyes he would be looking straight at Dave. His hand was
still moving up and down the bulge in his pants. Dave kept looking and
enjoying the horny feeling. Playing with his friends had made him feel
confused and scared. Now he was sneaking around the house looking at his
own dad rubbing his manhood. Was he going mad or was this normal for young
boys? He had no way to be sure. Perhaps he should talk to John about it?

************

Mr Davidson was lost in his fantasy. He was no longer just watching the
boys from a distance. He had joined them. The feel of their hands on his
body was divine. The lake was calm and John and Dave were swapping between
playing together and with him. Then he heard a creaking sound. For one
moment he was surprised to find that he was in his living room. His cock
was rock hard now and he really wanted to take it out of his trousers. The
sound he thought he had heard was not a sound from the out doors. It
sounded more like a squeaky step on a staircase. He found himself hoping
Dave was coming down the stairs. What would he do if he saw him rubbing his
hard-on on the couch? The though turned him on even more and he let out a
low moan. He could feel a presence in the room, but did not dare to open
his eyes. For some time he just kept rubbing his hard-on. Then curiosity
took hold of him. He opened one eye ever so slightly and was thrilled by
what he could make out. Dave was standing in front of him. By the way his
body was positioned he was trying to sneak passed him. He figured he was on
his way to the kitchen. At the moment Dave was looking straight at him and
holding totally still. He had probably heard his moan. Mr Davidson wanted
Dave to come over to him. He discovered that he really needed him to come
over and put his hand on his aching cock. He saw Dave's head begin to move
so he made an impulse decision and began talking as if half asleep.

"Oh yes, keep doing just that... It feels so nice... Don't stop... Your
hand feels super around my cock..."

Dave froze again and kept his eyes locked on his crotch. Mr Davidson
enjoyed the horny look on Dave's face. He seemed to be deciding whether or
not to come over. Alas when he moved he was going for the kitchen. A little
disappointing, but the fact that he had been watching was a huge
turn-on. After a few seconds he heard Dave open a soda. The sound was
unmistakable. This seemed like a good time to break the ice.

"Is that you Dave?"

He listened for a long time, but Dave did not make a sound. He was probably
afraid of getting caught watching his old man enjoying himself. That was
understandable. He used the time to sit up and get rid of the beer in his
hand. He made sure to be in a position where he could peak without Dave
noticing. When he was comfortable he said with a slightly disappointed tone
in his voice;

"I guess not..."

He kept rubbing his cock. By now a big wet spot had appeared on the front
too. He waited and before late, Dave's head popped up behind the door
frame. He just stood there a while before he moved into full view. He was
holding the soda in one hand and rubbing his dick with the other. It was
getting really hard for Mr Davidson to keep his eyes closed. He wanted so
much for Dave to come over!

As if Dave had read his mind, he began to move towards him. He moved
silently like a ghost. He put down the soda on the table and came to stand
right in front of him.

************

Dave stepped out into full view. He was now rubbing his dick just like his
father was doing. If he opened his eyes, so be it. He was very close to the
point where he did not care. He felt the same feeling now as he had when
John had licked his ass for the first time. The only difference was the
intensity of it. Dave could no longer resist. He moved as quietly as he
could towards his dad. On the way he got rid of the soda and walked all the
way up to his dad. He was only a foot away when he stopped. He was rubbing
his dick and wanted to rub his father's too. If he freaked out, so be
it. This was now or never.

Dave knelt down in front of his dad placing himself between his spread
legs. He could smell the husky smell and see a wet stain on the front of
the pants. He reached out and put his hand where he figured the bells would
be. He gently squeezed. His dad moaned. A little uncertain he began sliding
his hand following the bulge. Half way he came into contact with his
father's hand. To his surprise he lifted his hand and put it on top
Dave's. Dave felt his dad gently squeeze his hand and move it up and down
his cock.

"That feels amazing... Please don't stop"

Dave looked up to see his dad's face. He was looking back at him now and
smiling. He had the same horny look he had seen on John's face a few
times. Dave smiled back at him and let more pressure on his dad's hard-on.

"You know Dave? I was just dreaming about you doing that to me"

"Is this OK with you Dad?"

"I know we shouldn't, but I'm really horny and want you to keep going. Are
you OK with that son?"

"You might have been dreaming about this just now. I have wanted to do this
for a very long time"

His dad's eyes widened at the comment. Dave kept his gaze on his dad's face
and moved his hand to his zipper. It was easy to open the top button and
then unzip the front. Dave was surprised to find out that his dad was not
wearing any underpants. His dark pubic hair was slightly damp to the
touch. The husky scent he had sensed before got ten times stronger and was
driving Dave wild. His dad's cock was still confined in the folds of the
trousers. He lifted his hips and helped Dave pull the trousers down to his
ankles. Now Dave had full access to the wonderful cock. It was curved
slightly up and had a nice thick purple head on top. Pre-cum was forming
pearls at the top. Dave bent forward and tasted the sticky drop. His dad
moaned loudly as his tongue touched the tip. The taste was the best Dave
had ever experienced. The pre-cum and loads of cum he had tasted from John
and Steve was nothing compared to this. After letting his tongue circle the
head a few times he took the head in his mouth. One hand was rubbing his
own dick, the other was clamped around his father's big hairy balls. He
worked the cock as far into his mouth as he could before he slowly began to
pull his head back up. After repeating this a few times his dad cleared his
throat.

"I can't hold on much longer Dave"

Dave knew it before his dad said it. He began sucking all the more and was
looking forward to having his father filling his hungry mouth. When his
felt his dad's muscles tense up he knew he would get what he wanted. The
first shot hit the back of his throat. He heard his dad grunt as he shot
load after delicious load into his mouth. Dave also went over the top and
began shooting his load into his pants. He could not swallow all of his
dad's jizz. It was just too much of it. When his dad stopped ejaculating
his cum was running down Dave's chin. Dave kept sucking until he was sure
there was nothing left.

Dave let his dad's cock out of his mouth and looked up at him with a smile
on his face. The taste of his father was still filling his mouth. His dad
lifted him up and embraced him.

"I love you son"

"I love you too Dad"

---To be continued---

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