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Subject: story - MY SON ALEX part 2 M/b Pedo incest
Date: Thu, 03 Jul 2003 03:13:11 -0500
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My Son Alec, part 2
That afternoon, sitting on the couch in our boxers while we
half-watched
some sitcom on Disney Channel, I explained to Alec that what he
experienced
was a 'dry cum' and that he would probably start shooting cum like me
in
another year or so. He of course was eager to graduate to that next
level of
manhood, but I explained to him that having dry orgasms had
advantages.
"Like what?"
"For one thing, you can cum over and over. When you get older you have
to
recover before you can cum again."
"Oh, cool." He nodded thoughtfully.
I could see his little penis tenting his shorts, even though he was
wearing his
baggiest ones. I was getting hard again myself, just looking at him.
"Do you
want to play again?" I asked hopefully.
"Can we!?" Alec made no attempt to hide his eagerness. I was grateful
to see
that he had apparently enjoyed the experience as much as I had.
"Sure, but let's go lie on my bed."
He hopped up and ran up the stairs. By the time I got up there he was
lying
spread-eagle on my king-sized bed, his boy-cock poking out of his
boxers. His
smooth, lean body looked so sexy as he lay there on the bed. My own
cock
was aching in excitement. I dropped my boxers and crawled onto the bed
next to him. I tenderly ran my fingers over his chest, his creamy skin
warm
to my touch. "Hey, I'm the only one naked!" I teased.
Alec smiled and shucked off his boxers in a quick motion, his cock
smacking
up against his belly before returning to about a 30 degree angle from
there.
"Better?" he looked at me with a smile.
"Much! You look so cute lying there..." I added, now caressing his
entire
torso with my hand, fingers straying down every once in awhile to
brush his
little cock. "So, those posters you have on your walls, who is your
favorite of
those boys?" I asked, hand continuing to caress him, relaxing him.
"The Backstreet Boys I guess. But I think one guy in 'N Sync is really
cool
too."
"Let me guess, the one with the blond curly hair?" I smirked. I had
picked
him out already as the prettiest one of the bunch, and probably the
youngest.
"Yeah! Justin! He's great!" Alec said excitedly, then subsided. "Uh,
is it okay
that I like them? Some of my friends think that they're stupid."
"You should like whoever you want, son, don't worry about what other
people say. So why is Justin your favorite?" I chose that moment to
gently
wrap my thumb and forefinger around his balls and the base of his
turgid
little penis.
"He's... Oooh dad! Um, I guess he's just cool. He is a great singer
and
dancer."
"He's a very nice looking young man, very sexy, I think." I
volunteered.
"Yeah he is, kinda." Alec breathed.
I leaned over then and kissed Alec's little nipple, just a light brush
of my lips
over the puckered brown flesh.
He sucked in a breath and arched his back, and I felt the blood surge
into his
little cock.
"Feel good?"
"Yeah." Alec's answer was barely audible.
"You know who kind of looks like Justin? Jake, the young man who
lives a
few doors down. Have you seen him?" Right after saying that I kissed
Alec's
nipple again, this time flicking my tongue over the tip as I did.
Alec shuddered violently and moaned before he managed to answer. "Uh,
yeah he kinda does look like Justin. And I met him a few weeks ago
while I
was out rollerblading. He gave me some rollerblading tips. He's nice."
"He sounds like a nice young man." The truth was I'd been noticing
Jake for
awhile. He was 15, tall with blond curly hair, and liked to
rollerblade around
our neighborhood in just low-hanging baggy shorts and no shirt. I
thought he
looked like a young Ryan Phillipe. He was very lean, but had nice
pectoral
definition and ridged abs running down to a flat belly. His shorts
hung so low
sometimes that you could see his treasure-trail in the front, and
almost the top
of his ass crack in the back. It was quite a tease, as he also had a
perfect,
muscular little round butt. His father Brian -- a handsome, fit man in
his late
30's -- and I had chatted on several occasions. I rarely saw Brian's
wife; she
didn't seem to like to spend time working around the house like Brian
did.
The thought of Jake made my cock even harder as I began to fondle
Alec's
little package. He was breathing hard, his hands twitching... he was
getting
close. I decided it was time to move to the next level. I released my
liplock on
Alec's nipple and began to kiss my way down his tummy, getting closer
and
closer to his hardon. He was whimpering now, and trembling. Unable to
resist
any longer, I lowered my mouth on Alec's little three-inch penis and
wrapped
my lips around the head. It was so soft and yet firm, and burning hot.
I could
feel the blood pulsing in his tender young organ.
My son gasped and started to shake violently. "Oh, dad - dad -
daddeee!"
He was cumming! I held my lips around the base of his glans, feeling
it pulse
in my mouth as I ran my hands over his chest and legs.
He started thrusting then, fucking instinctively. He kept on and on,
his body
seeming to desperately want to reach some pinnacle, but of course
unable to
complete the orgasm. At last, though, he collapsed limply -- all
except his little
boner, still stiff as stone.
I let him slip from my lips. "How was that, son?"
"Wow dad, that was even better than the first one."
"And see, you're still hard." I gently stroked him between my thumb
and
forefinger. "But we don't want you to get sore. How about helping dad
out
again?"
"Um, sure, what should I do?"
"Well..." I sat up, and started piling pillows at the head of the
bed. "Let's
try this. Crawl up here with me." I sat up, leaning against the
pillows with
my knees bent and legs wide, and gestured for him to move up between
my
legs. He did so, sitting cross-legged so my cock was in easy reach.
"That's
good, now stroke me like before, but be careful since we don't have
any soap
to make it slippery. Mine is sensitive just like yours."
"Okay." Alec set to it intently, wrapping his slender hands around my
rigid
shaft and very gently stroking. One hand came up over the base of my
purple
glans, sending electric charges of pleasure through my body.
I reached down and tenderly played with him at the same time, reveling
in
the sight of us stimulating each other's cocks. "That's good Alec,
very nice."
It didn't take long for me to start leaking precum.
"Are you cumming already?" Alec sounded disappointed.
"No, that's called pre-cum, it can help to lubricate." I managed to
explain
through ragged breaths.
"Cool." I noticed Alec leaning lower as he methodically worked on my
big
cock, his face now inches from the head.
"Alec, would you like to taste it? It's not bad." I asked tentatively.
I didn't
want to force him into anything, but just the thought of his young
mouth
around my fat cockhead was almost enough to make me shoot.
"Okay." He leaned down, opening his mouth wide and sticking his little
pink
tongue out. He flicked the tip over my cock-head.
"Hmm, that's it, lick dad's cock." I moaned. It felt electric.
Encouraged, He ran his tongue along the sensitive underside, licking
up a bit
of my precum. He seemed to like the taste, because he licked a few
more
times, sending shivers through my body. My cock was bobbing with a
life of
its own, and he had to hold it still. Then, without any more urging
from me,
he took the swollen head into his mouth.
I let out a groan of carnal pleasure then. The feeling and sight of my
boy's
warm mouth around my cock was incredible! "That feels good Alec,
really
nice." I whispered. I felt his tongue slithering against my shaft.
Then he began
to move up and down a little. I leaned back, and he leaned with me,
unfolding
his legs so that he was lying on his stomach, bracing himself on his
elbows
between my splayed legs. "That's it, son, suck dad's big cock, you're
doing a
great job. Just be careful not to scrape it with your teeth." I ran
my fingers
through his soft brown hair as he bobbed up and down. I admired the
smooth
round globes of his boy-butt, which flexed as he moved.
Alec was learning fast, taking maybe a third of my cock into his
mouth, and
then moving up to just enfold the head between his lips, all the while
holding
the thick base. I could tell he was also humping the mattress at the
same time.
I kept mumbling encouragement, feeling myself building to a massive
orgasm.
I couldn't believe I was sitting here, my twelve-year-old son eagerly
sucking
my cock. I wished it could go on forever, but I wasn't going to be
able to
hold out much longer.
After a couple of minutes he backed off with a slurp. "My mouth is
tired!"
He whined in frustration.
"That's okay son," I said, caressing his shoulders encouragingly. "I
know
your jaw can get kind of sore. It takes practice to be able to do it
for a while.
You have to learn to kind of relax your mouth a little. But you're
doing
great."
"Really? But you haven't cum yet."
"We have plenty of time. And sometimes it's good not to cum right
away. It
felt really good just while you were doing it." I added with complete
honesty.
"Oh-kay." He sighed, apparently unconvinced. He laid his head on the
bed
and flicked his tongue against my balls.
"Hmm, that's nice too." I sighed. My cock bobbed with each lick.
Alec reached up and began stroking me, gathering precum from the tip
to
help him while he continued to lick my balls right at the base of my
penis.
"Oh son, that's good, real good... I moaned. He only required minimal
guidance on what to do. Once again he seemed delighted that he could
bring
me to this state, and after a minute or so of that he hiked himself up
and
started to suck my head again. Needless to say I was pleased he wanted
to go
back to it. My cock is thick and the head is pretty large, certainly
an
intimidating mouthful for him, but he seemed determined to take it on.
And
he was doing a good job of not scraping the head with his teeth. Maybe
it
was wishful thinking, but he really seemed to like sucking on my fat
cockhead. I could feel his little tongue tentatively probing my
piss-slit,
gathering the precum as it leaked out. I fought the urge to thrust my
hips up
and force more into his mouth. I wanted Alec to enjoy the experience,
and
certainly what he was doing now was delightful enough. In fact, I felt
myself
nearing orgasm. He was holding my shaft in one hand, sort of squeezing
and
stroking it, almost milking it, as he sucked on the glans.
"Alec, buddy, I'm gonna cum real soon, I just... want to warn you, you
don't have to worry about it making a mess."
He paused in his sucking to look up at me. "What's it taste like? The
'pre-
cum' isn't bad."
"It may be more salty-tasting." If you don't like it, that's okay."
"I'll try it." He said gamely, then set about working on my already
inflamed
cock. It wouldn't be long...
And it wasn't. I tried to prolong this exquisite pleasure, but my body
was
way ahead of me. All I could manage was to grunt out a warning to
Alec, but
he kept his mouth around the base of my head anyway and flicked his
tongue
under the glans. My juice erupted out and into his mouth and I gasped
with
the wonderful pleasure of it. I gently held his shoulders - as much to
balance
myself as to brace him -- as I spurted again and again. He choked a
little, but
managed to hold on for most of it, the rest dribbling down his chin.
He kept
sucking as I softened, until I had to ease him off my sensitive cock.
I pulled
him up against me, half facing me sitting on the bed. "That was great
son, it
felt wonderful." I smiled.
He grinned crookedly back at me. "Cool, it was wild! And didn't taste
bad."
I impulsively leaned over and licked a bit of my thinning cum off his
smooth
chin. He shivered a little, so I continued to lick and kiss his chin,
then kissed
him on the mouth. He made a happy little whimpering sound, and
returned
the kiss. I hugged him tight against me, knowing we would be enjoying
many
more experiences together.
End of part two.
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