Date: Tue, 09 Oct 2007 09:11:05 -0600
From: Xavier L <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Will It Help You Feel Better?

Will It Help You Feel Better?
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his preteen
son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this
theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me.

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The divorce had not gone well for Jamie or me, except that I got full
custody.  It had been about 2 years ago, and now Jamie was 11.  We've done
well together, and he's adjusted nicely overall. He has my brown hair but
his mother's green eyes.  He's a little on the lanky side and has a strong
hint of some abs which he's very proud of.  Judging from the amount of
girls who are always greeting him at school, he's not going to have any
problems in that department.  He's always trying hard to please me.
Sometimes I think he's afraid I'll disappear too.

One night I was sitting on the couch watching TV.  I don't know why it
happened, but I ended up sprouting some wood.  I thought he was busy in his
room playing video games, so I didn't bother adjusting it.  Figured it
would go down when nothing happened.  Unfortunately, Jamie decided to walk
in and immediately spotted it.  I adjusted it quickly, but I knew there
would be questions.

"Dad, why is your penis hard?"

Ummmm.  "Sometimes it just does that, like it has a mind of its own.  Wait
until you're a little older.  It happens at the most inopportune moments."

"Were you thinking of girls?"

Just like his mother, never can just let something drop.  "Well, Jamie,
it's been a long time since I've had sex, so I'm rather horny."

"Is there anything I can do?"

Totally taken aback by this response, I didn't think before answering "Only
if it involved your mouth or butt, son."  I chuckled at how strange it
sounded.

There was a moment of silence before I heard him say "OK," and then I felt
his fingers on the fly of my pajama bottoms.

I jerked and reactively went to cover my groin with my hand, but I had
delayed too long.  His fingers were inside the fly.  I never wear underwear
when I'm sleeping or in my PJs, so he had ready access to my cock.  I felt
his fingers close on my cock, and I suddenly became powerless to resist.
"Jamie, I didn't mean. . . " I began, but I felt the cooler air of the
living room caress my dick and knew it was out in the open.

"Wow, Dad, it's pretty big!"

"Son. . . " again I tried feebly, or was it halfheartedly, to stop him.  As
I saw his head lowering, however, I found my voice wouldn't work.  Suddenly
the head of my cock was surrounded by wet heat.  I opened my mouth to tell
him to stop again, but instead what came out was "Move your head up and
down, Jamie."

He started bobbing on my knob.  I found my hand gently nudging is head down
further.  Intermittently he would cough a little, but he kept working at it
until more of my meat was in his mouth.  I adjusted my position so he could
get to my cock more easily.  "Take my pants off, son."

He released my aching dick.  I guided my PJs down past my hips, and then he
pulled them all the way off.  Freed, I spread my legs wide.  I grabbed his
shirt and yanked it up as he moved back into position.  He stopped just
long enough for me to pull the shirt off of him.  I knew this was all
horribly wrong, but it had been so long since anyone had touched me like
this!

I was already shirtless, and so I sat there naked while the fruit of my
loins sucked on my cock.  "That feels so good son! Now do my balls!" I
said.

In an instant my dick was out of his mouth, and I could feel him sucking on
my sac.  I was moaning.  I guided his head back to my rod, and he almost
deep throated it completely.  "Yes Jamie!" I almost screamed.  I ran my
hand along his smooth back enjoying the feel of his satin skin.  I got to
his black, shiny shorts, and ran my hand over his ass.  I could easily
imagine, too easily, how tight that ass must be.  I grabbed the waistband
and yanked his shorts down.  Then I grabbed his boxers and did the same.

Now I let my hand glide over the silky skin of his ass.  I followed the
crack down until I could feel his hairless ball sac.  I reached between his
legs and rubbed his sac and his small hard-on.  I returned my fingers to
his crack and quickly found his hole and started rubbing it.

Again I felt cool air on my cock as he released it.  "You want my butt
now?"

What the fuck?!  "Are you sure, son?"

"Will it help you feel better?"

All I could do was nod.

"Then yes," he said, moving to a kneeling position.

I got up robotically and looked down at his naked body.  I lifted him up,
his legs wrapping around my waist.  He smiled gleefully as if this was some
silly game.  I carried him to my room and gently lay him on the bed.  I
pushed his small chest so he lay down.  I spread his legs and stared at his
small erection.  Surprising myself, I took him into my mouth and started
sucking on his dick wildly.

He squirmed and moaned "Daddy!" as I worked his wood.

It made me even hotter, and I released his cock and roughly rolled him
over.  I pulled his body until his hips were at the edge of the bed.
Taking his butt cheeks, I spread them apart and stared at the puckered
hole.  I fingered it gently, and then I lowered my head and started probing
it with my tongue.  He went wild and was bucking up against me.  I had to
fuck him!

I grabbed the bottle of lube out my nightstand I use for jacking off these
days, and coated my throbbing rod thoroughly.  For extra measure I squirted
some onto his hole too.  I moved into position.  My heart was pounding
already, but I thought it would leap out of my chest as my dick closed in
on the entrance to his virgin ass.  The tip entered him, and I thought my
knees would buckle.  I slid a little more in, and I got light-headed.

When my vision cleared, I entered him a little deeper.  I saw him wince and
strain, his cheeks and neck becoming flush.  "You OK baby boy?"

"I'm not a baby anymore Daddy!" As if to prove it, he reached back and
tried to pull me in closer.

I was so proud of him.  I shoved more of my thick meat into his ass.

"Put it all in!"

"That will hurt, son."

"No it won't.  I can take it! I'm almost a man Daddy!"

"Yes you are J, yes you are."  And with that I grabbed his little hips and
shoved my dick forward as far as I could.  His little ass muscles firmly
clamped around my cock preventing it all from entering.  He had the
bedspread in his teeth and in his small fists.  "You OK?"

"Y. . yesssss."

"I'll pull out a little."

"NO!"

I held firm amazed at my little guy.  I went ahead and entered him some
more.  He relaxed a little, and I decided to take advantage of that break
and shoved the rest of my cock in.  He buried his face in the bed, and
instantly I felt guilty.  I moved my dick in short movements, and I watched
him, with relief, relax his grip.

"You OK?" I inquired again.

"Yes Daddy."  His tone was different.  There was an edge of obvious
pleasure to it.

I continued slowly humping his newly deflowered ass, but as he relaxed
more, I began doing deeper thrusts.  A few times I pulled back until my
dick almost left his tight hole, and then I slammed it back in.  He moaned
loudly with the deep fucking.  I would've kept it going, but between the
blowjob and his super tight ass, I knew it wouldn't be long.  And I was,
unfortunately, right. A few seconds later, just as I was beginning to
really pound him, my orgasm came like a furious explosion.  As my cock
twitched, his ass would grip me firmly, and my cock would unleash more of
my load again.

As my orgasm waned, I leaned over my son, resting my torso against his
naked back.  My body still tingled.  I kissed his neck, his back, and his
face.  Finally I pulled out of his ass and turned him over.  I moved
between his legs, and this time our lips pressed together.  I pushed my
tongue into his mouth.  Initially he tried to pull away not understanding
what was going on, and probably grossed out by his father's tongue in his
mouth, but as my hand found his straining wood, he started mimicking my
kissing and then got into it.

I released him and then moved to his groin.  I started by massaged his
balls with my tongue.  They were pulled tight against his body, so I
couldn't quite manage sucking on them.  The way he squirmed, however, told
me he was enjoying it just fine.  Then I took his little wood into my mouth
and sucked on it like crazy.  Right before he came, he was moaning again.
I couldn't believe how hot it was to hear my son moan as we made love!

The only way I knew he had come was because of the way his dick was
twitching.  His juice had little flavor to it, and he was too young to
create any real volume.  In fact I was a little surprised he could come at
all.

When I was done, I climbed onto the bed with him.  He lay on top of me, his
warm, naked body creating a divine pressure against me.  After a while I
announced it was bedtime.

"Can I sleep with you Daddy?"

I thought for a moment, kissed him on the forehead, and said "Sure, why
not."  We moved under the sheets, and he moved to my side.  I rolled him
onto his side into a spooning position, and that's how we fell asleep.

I awoke the next morning to tiny kisses on my cheek.  "Morning," I
muttered.

"Good morning Daddy!" he said as he snuggled against me.

I felt his leg drape over mine, and it bumped into my morning wood.

"You're hard again."

"Yep, that happens, too, when you're older."

I felt his hand snake down my body and begin stroking me.  I used my
fingertips to draw small circles on his bare back.

"I love you Daddy."

I kissed him on the forehead again before answering "I love you too. Very
much!"

And then he disappeared beneath the sheets.  I watched the moving lump I
knew was his head descend toward my groin, and then shivered as I felt his
warm breath right before my cock was plunged into the wet heat of his
mouth.  I couldn't believe my fortune!

Shortly after that he stopped sucking, and I saw the lump moving up again.
I resisted the urge to shove his head back down to where my anxious cock
waited.  His angelic face appeared from underneath the sheets and blanket.
He kissed me, this time pushing his tongue into my mouth instead of me
starting that.  We kissed passionately, and I found myself rubbing my dick
against his.  Then he broke the kiss.  "Daddy, are you going to get married
again?"

The question threw me.  "Huh?  I don't know.  Why?"  He shrugged while
thoughtfully looking to the side.  Then he leaned over and grabbed the lube
off the nightstand and handed it to me.

"Really?" I asked.

He smiled and nodded his head yes.  "I liked it Daddy."

I threw the coverings off of us and lubed my cock while he kissed the side
of my neck and then my chest.  As soon as I had moved my hand, he straddled
my body, and once again his tongue was in my mouth.  I kissed him back
filled with lust and raw desire for that tight ass again.  I spread his
cheeks and fingered his hole.  "Sit on it, Jamie."

He moved back, and I held my cock firm and helped guide him until suddenly
my dick entered him.  He was slowly lowering himself onto my rod.  I raised
my knees to help support him.  I earnestly watched the mixed looks of
discomfort and pleasure as they played on his face.  Once again the process
was almost painfully slow, but soon he had impaled himself completely.  I
lowered my knees, and I could feel a little more of my cock slide in.  I
started making humping movements immediately.  My wife had never liked
morning sex, so I had no idea what to expect in lasting power.

I watched as my son fucked himself with my dick.  It wasn't long before he
was bucking crazily up and down.  I started meeting him on the way down by
thrusting my hips upward.  Once again, though, this didn't last nearly long
enough.  I was blasting my load in no time, and had to hold him down as my
cock shot its load.  He wanted to still fuck himself, but it was too
uncomfortable while my cock was spasming.  To help hold him steady, I began
stroking him.  With my rod in his ass, he shot fairly quickly as well.

I scooped up the liquid from my chest with a finger and saw that it was a
little hazy.  Like milk and water mixed.  His ass squeezed my cock as he
came, encouraging it to unload more.

When I was done, I rolled on my side which freed my cock.  We kissed again,
and I held him.  "I can be your wife," I heard him whisper.