Date: Fri, 20 Nov 2009 16:42:49 +0100 From: Jolan Leifsson Subject: Bi - incest - Catchup part 2 Catch'Up All usual disclaimers apply. If you're a minor, don't read. If you're offended by male underage sex, don't read. If you're a homophobe, don't read. If you're in a country where sexual explicit stories are prohibited, don't read. If you're none of the above, get naked, and indulge yourself... Please don't hesitate to write what you thought about the story, and what you did reading it ! PLEASE comment me, that's my only motivator. Especially all the young people out there, tell me if u like this ! !!!!!!!!!! New e-mail address: argonsticmonkey@hotmail.com !!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now also on facebook ! PART 2: CATCHIN THE WAVES This was a long shot, a clean confession I wanted to get things going between us, and I wasn't sure how he would respond. Didn't take long to figure it out though... My mouth watered as I saw my son walking out of the room, taking of his football shirt. I admired his amazing butt. Smooth, perfectly tanlined, slightly muscled, and swirling like only few of the worlds best female topmodels can. My cock was trying to rip my pants into pieces as he froze in the door. Greg acted like he was stretching his muscles, as he put his naked arms folded together above his head, flexing every muscle in his nice tanned muscular boy back, moaning like a small girl that wakes up in the morning. As he did so, he arched it, pushing his lovely boyass behind, slightly opening his crack. He looked over his shoulder and smiled seductively as he said, c'mon old perv, if you want it, you're gonna have to cum and get it, slapping his right buttock painfully hard, leaving a red mark on his own virgin (was it) ass. I nearly shot my load right there. Well, I didn't but my boxer sure was soaking wet with precum. I was standing somewhat dumb folded in the boy's very boyish room. For the first time I noticed the posters on the wall for real. No Angelina Jolie, no Jeniffer Aniston or whatever hot actrice these kids use these days for jerk off sessions... but above his bed a big one of Jeremy Sumpter as Peter Pan. I smiled, remembering how many times I had been behind the computer myself, looking for pictures of the movie while jerking my massive cock, trying to picture him fucking Greg up the ass. On the ceiling was an ever bigger one Zac Efron in the Summerland series on the beach. Man, it had been a while since I had seen those. He sure was cute as hell in his trunks, wet from surfing. How could I not have seen it? The way the kid slightly wiggled his ass as cute young (sometimes very young) boys walked by, or the way he looked and licked his lips as we were in the park or marina as an older guy was perving over him. All these months, almost years, I had missed my wonderful, stunning son was growing up to be a man & boylover... my thoughts wandered off to what the future might have in store for me with this kid, who had turned into a horny slut overnight, so it seemed. I got snapped back to reality by my 14yo son's deepening (sometimes) but yet childish voice above the running water over the shower. "Daaaaaad" I started leaving the room, slightly nervous, still not sure if he just wanted a back rub or a good hard fuck. Sure as hell wouldn't mind shoving it up in that tight bottom hole. "What's up pal?" I shouted back, adjusting my throbbing cock. Greg started laughing before I even noticed the stupidity of my remark: "My cock is what's up, from you kissing me you old fairy-fucker, and so is yours, so get your naked ass in here before I waste my next load on the shower wall" Part of me was shocked, and wanted to tell him to mind his language, but my other part, you know, the part of the brain that is located somewhere between your hips and knees, was in control at the moment, lurking the blood from my head, and was thinking for me, as Greg kept shouting. "And can you get my KY out of my top drawer daddy? It's in the small box..." "Jesus Christ" I thougt, "this whole thing is getting way too fast", as I opened the box. "Can you find it?" "Yeah, got it" and I sure did. My 14yo son who was only starting growing pubes for about two months had a better toy collection then I did. A big black dildo, very solid, about 8 inches long was laying on top of it. I picked it up and saw the 500ml bottle of "KY Boy Jelly special for tight anal use" it said. The bottle was ¾ empty. Where the fuck did he even get this kinda thing? I doubt it was in the local sex shop. I couldn't stop myself from checking what else was in... Two leather cock rings, two pairs of handcuffs, a big written story from nifty, an external LaCie 200GB HardDisk, and a small wip. I was dizzy from what I saw, was this my son, the good, nice kid? It sure felt like I was dreaming. But not exactly a nightmare. Well, yeah I realize, most dads would freak out when they saw this, but man, as a well preserved boy (and girl) lover, this was everything I'd ever dreamed off. A gay, slutty, horny, sex addicted, good looking, smart and sweet 14yo son. Jesus... "Daaaad, can you please stop looking at my toys and get your ass in here" "Ok ok I'm cumming" thinking I actually almost was as I said it. I walked to the bathroom, unbuttoning my pants, dropping them in the hallway together with my boxer, quickly followed by my t-shirt, so I was naked as I entered the bathroom. "Finally" he said, as he stepped out of the shower naked, and saw me. He stopped for a second, watching every inch of my naked body. His eyes stopped as his gaze reached my cock and he smiled broadly, toweling of his fantastic smooth glistening teenage body, rubbing his hard cock and low hanging boyballs. "Nice one dad" he said. Let me describe myself for a second. At 35, I'm sure not a bodybuilder type, and I don't work out too often. However, my body still is in a fair state. I have a little bit of fat around my waste, but my legs, back and chest were still pretty muscular. I'm pretty hairy, but keep my armpits, crotch and ass completely smooth. My cock is about 7,5 inches, and a pretty average thickness I think. Although it doesn't point up when I'm hard, I think it's still pretty impressive though. I have a young looking face, and always make sure I'm shaved. I got brown hair, pretty long for my age, and unlike my dad, it was all still there, hanging just above my ears. Brown eyes, and, seriously, some guys say I have some Brad Pitt kinda shaped face, although I don't agree ! But I think you can say I'm pretty cute. My torso is fairly hairy, but not a rain forest either. Greg approached me, and boldly fondled my balls as he stood on his toes (he's almost a head shorter then I am) and whispered in my ear "let's hit this hot tub, watcha think?" "Sounds great kid" I smiled back, rubbing his silky butt. Two minutes later I walked out on the teak terrace with a bottle of champagne, two glasses, and my cell phone & charger. I hooked it up in the socket next to the Jacuzzi, and stepped in to join my son. "Can I open it?" "Sure son, here you go" I said, handing him the bottle of Mumm as I sat down in the hot bubbling water. The feeling of the hot air blowing my smooth balls around in the water turned me on even more as Greg started pulling the cork, slowly pulling it out. I loved the sight. My stark naked, hairless teenage son, sitting across me, flexing his arm muscles to open the bottle, concentrated not to make it plop, as I had taught him. Pssshhhht The bottle gently opened, he filled the two glasses and put it down next to my phone on the dry wood. "I wonna make a toast dad" he said, very serious now. "ok kid, it's your call" "I wonna make a toast to the best dad a faggot kid can hope for" I smiled honestly as I answered. "Well, thanks Greg" "And to the first cock that's gonna split my virgin ass tonight" he devilishly continued, rubbing my genitals with his bare foot. We both sipped our glasses, and I decided we should have a talk about this first. I could very well remember being 14, desperate to get my first cock up my tight teenage anal lovetunnel, but I also remember that love must be the first motivation for your defloration, not lust. I also realized he must have not used the black dildo yet, and wondered what it was there for then. "Look son" I was trying to be as tactful as I could. "About that" I continued. Greg looked back at me with a worried look on his perfect boyish face, but he was well raised, and even though he realized that a lot of things would change from now on, he very well knew he was supposed to let me finish before arguing, always, so he let me... "Look Greg, I'm not saying I'm not very eager to enter your little horny bum, and make love to you as passionate and lovingly as you deserve, but we really have to talk about this. You're a young, horny, fantastic kid, and I just wonna make sure you don't regret it later. You can only have one first time. Are you sure you wonna do this with your old fat daddy, and not that stunning horny piece of loverboy you were making out with back there?" "Dad look, first of all, you're not old, and certainly not fat. I love your body, always have, and I'm not the only one. I've been dreaming about having sex with you for months now, and now I finally got this far, it would kill me if you'd back out again. We both made a risky move, and I'm not planning on letting you walk away now ! There's not a person in the world I'd trust more to do this. I know it will hurt like hell, man, you've seen my dildo, I've tried it once and cried like a pig (that explained some of it, but not why it looked pretty frequently used), but I'm really sure about this. I know I'm cute, and there's like a million guys who'd love to take your place, but they're worth nothing compared to you. I know you'll treat me right, and make love instead of just in, fill, out and bye bye. I need you to be there to comfort me, hold me, stroke my face, dry my tears the first time it slides in, kiss me, love me..." My son's open attitude hit me, right between the eyes. Macy Gray was softly filling up the gaps in the conversation with the piano intro of "still". It almost felt like a love scene, right out of some romantic movie, but maybe the market for 35 yo males getting a love declaration from their teenage sons, asking the old men to fuck their little tight boy pussy, wasn't exactly the biggest one around in Hollywood. But still, it was amazing to see how open hearted he was about this, and that only confirmed my thoughts about him, the boy I tried, and managed, to raise so well, honest and polite as I hoped he would become as a man. "Ok son" I smiled. I realized that was all that was to be said at this point. I raised my glass "To fucking your little virgin ass tonight" I grinned. He laughed sheepishly, knowing I had just confirmed his deepest desire, and as the glasses hit, we sipped again, my boy's smooth fantastic face approached mine, slowly, carefully. Although it was pretty warm, a shiver was sent through my spine as I felt his soft lips against mine. A little bit crusty from playing soccer in the burning sun all day, yet soft, with a champagne tasting ero-taste. This was a magical moment, and I closed my eyes as I felt his young lips separate, and his tongue sliding over mine. His hand softly moved upward on my thigh, as mine grabbed behind his small boyish frame, just above his butt, as I easily pulled him close, straightening his back, his upper legs crossed over mine, our hard penises touching below the surface, grinded between our wet bellies, as our tongues started dangling around each other and the loving embrace got even closer. Although I loved my wife, I was absolutely sure that my son's kissing talent was not coming from her. It felt like pure love was finally given a taste and feeling you can actually experience consciously, as my young teenage son arched his back, pressing our torso's together, moving up a little, so his face was slightly above mine as he grabbed my neck with one hand, and managed to slide the other one between our crotches and cupped my heavy sperm makers, trying to get our horny steaming bodies as close together as physically possible without penetration into one of his potential entrances. And of course, it was indeed too good be true. At the moment we connected for the first time as sexual partners, ready to fire up the libido heat like only few men alive had ever experienced before, my phone started ringing. Greg broke our passionate kiss, and kissed my check, rubbing the other one with his end. "For all the love in the world, let it ring dad" he whispered. "Don't stop now, I'm so... FUCKING HORNY" he laughed, pushing away, and sliding back in the tub, his hard on flopping obscenely against his belly. His amazing young body rotating to pick up the phone on the deck, and quickly back facing me with the phone, as he answered it. "Mr Bauers personal pleasure slave speaking, how can I help you miss" he answered, looking me straight in the eyes, smiling. I felt my head turn red like a lobster, as the dirty playing kid grabbed my balls between his toes of one foot (Yes, HE CAN, I know not a lot of people can open their toes, but it runs in the family, we can, so if any of you horny fuckers out there can do it to, let me know ;-) ) as he laughed. "Haha, no mum, just kidding. We're in the Jacuzzi chatting and he ordered me around to go get his phone, you know how lazy he is right?" He was listening for a few seconds, laughing, talking to his mother, my wife, while he was now stimulating my genitals with his free hand, rolling my balls around, stroking the edge of my cock head, rubbing the top of his pinky between the foreskin and my penis, to continue and slide the tip of his thumb over my leaking piss slit, rubbing the warm precum all over the glans of my penis before it evaporated in the hot water. I don't think he even was aware of it, it's like some people are scribbling on a piece of paper, or, of course, like I do, play with their own cock when they are on the phone naked. He was still laughing and answering his mum. Although it was pretty much the most awkward situation ever, I enjoyed every second of it. His absent-minded cock playing, every once in a while switching to his own, then rubbing them together. "Yeah ok, see you on Saturday then, love you too mom, yeah here he comes, bye bye, kiss !" Greg handed the phone to me, rotating back to his right, stretching his arm, and grabbing his glass of champagne off the wooden side of the tub. The kid now boldly grabbed my nuts with his left, and took a very large sip of champagne as he pulled them playfully away from my body. As I was talking to my wife, I gave him a look that left not much to the imagination, but he realized I couldn't say anything about it as I was talking to his mum who'd go nuts if she'd hear I let our 14yo kid have champagne, not to mention letting him rub my foreskin up and down my hard swollen cockhead as she was talking to me, squeezing out another goo of precum, sending spasms through my lower abs and groin muscles. Challenging he looked straight into my eyes, as he poured his entire glass into his throat at once, not even swallowing. As I wanted to grab the glass from his hands, he closed the small palm of his hand tight around the red cock head, turning it like a screw driver, making me gasp, stretch my legs, and move my crotch forward, pressing harder into his hand. As he did so, I realized I was gonna be able to mouth fuck him pretty hard, as he had the rare ability to open up his throat for entrance. Sweet ! "Hmmpf" I groaned "Are you ok honey?" My wife asked. I laughed to ease the tension "Yeah honey, it's just Greg teasing me" My mouth opened in a silent scream as he slid his thumb once again over the piss slit very hard. "Oh ok, look babe, I have to go, but I just closed this deal for the event in two months we've been talking about" she went on. "That's great honey, congratulations!" I answered. My wife started an event company last year, and was prospecting on a huge customer for an event beginning next year. "Thanks baby, but look, I've got to fly over to London tonight to go through the details with the board tomorrow and Friday, I will be back on Friday night" "Ok honey, we'll manage." My heart, no, my cock, jumped immediately as it realized what great opportunity this would create with Greg for 2 days. "I know sweety, just don't forget to pick up Joyce at the station tonight, she's coming back from Toulouse remember?" "Yes honey I know, I'll be there" Damn, she was, that changed the plans quite a lot right away again. "10.30h don't be late ok?" "I won't" "Ok babe, gotta run, I have to catch my plane, love you" Before I could answer she was off. Normally I would have been pretty pissed when she ran off for business so short notice, but at this moment, with my son between my legs, I couldn't be happier. "Looks like you're gonna get a hell of a fuck tonight huh?" he smirked. "You bet, where were we?" I tossed the phone on the towel on the floor, and started kissing my boy again. I wanted every little part of this kid, and I wanted it now. I pulled him close and bit his earlobe softly, nibbling it, making the little boy giggle in my arms. "Stand up" I whispered "let me admire my little boy" As he stood up, his cock came in direct line with my face, about 2 inches in between. "So far for `little boy'" I smiled, gently cupping his fairly large testicles in my hand, causing him to moan softly. He closed his eyes as his head tilted backwards, spreading his legs slightly allowing me better access to his perfect teenage genitals, and placed his hands folded at the back of his head. My god, was he so fucking perfect. The sight was too magnificant to close my eyes, and as I softly stroked his smooth skin, I was drowning in his beauty. His face actually looked a little bit like Jeremy Sumpter, only was his hair slightly longer, and did he have brown eyes instead of blue. But his body was just as perfect as the one from the teenage actor, at least, the part of it you can see in the movie. Not too muscled for a 14yo, but just perfect. Very small brown-pinkish nipples, at this moment rock hard, and I'm sure he could actually feel them standing out without even touching the hot little dots. Below was a perfect silky smooth six pack, not too welled defined, but just enough to make him look sexy as hell. His shoulders had just begun to broaden as he hit puberty two months ago, so he still had this perfect little boy look, but with a slight musk of man in it slipping in gently through the months. Regarding his cock, it was beyond description. It was located below a most amazing V from his young male belly, that was somewhat mutilated by a horizontal scar of about 3 inches, from an operation he had when he was three. But that penis, unlike mine, was goddamn perfect, in every little detail. The perfect teenage phallus, ready to be devoured by me, his own dad! It stood up in a perfect angle of 45 degrees, nicely bent upwards, not like some pen. Human... perfectly straight in the middle, not even a slightest deviation. Many men would trade their 8 inch cocks that looked drunk all the time for his teenage sized but perfectly shaped cock. Even me ! The pink swollen head was about 2mm thicker than the rest of his cock around, and accented nicely by the flesh ribbon of soft foreskin pulled behind it naturally. It was the perfect girth for a teenage toyboy, not to fat, so I could easily cover the entire area of skin below the glans with my hand if I held it like you'd hold a cane without handle on, reaching just into the very small patch of brown pubic hair that was located above the base. It was already forming a way upwards the penis, but not yet for real, and his perfect little balls were still smooth as silk, as my tongue brushed over them, and the palm of my hand increased pressure on the unprotected dermis of his young swollen cock head, which was still producing an amazing amount of fresh precum, leaking all over my face. A loud moan above my head confirmed I was doing a good job, as I slurped in a large testicle. It must have been a while since his last cum, or at least before the one he sprayed all over himself and his hot little cocksucking boyfriend about an hour earlier, as his balls where heavy and large, compared to his 5,5 inch hard cock. As I eagerly lapped his balls with my tongue, shifting them between my lips, gently sucking them into my mouth one by one, my hands got to work as well. My left hand was exploring his little butt... that was just as perfect as the rest of his pure young innocent body. He doesn't have a bubble JeLo butt, but a normal puberty boy `fuck me hard please' kinda butt, exhilarating, exciting, begging to be loved, inviting to push the most natural tube of love into it. As my middle finger slowly explored his hairless young crack, my left hand moved up and down between his thighs, squeezing his young muscles tight, alternating with softly stroking the skin very gently, as my tongue proceeded, and slowly, gently, made its way to the top. While moving up, I could feel his cockhead sliding between my eyes, over my nose, leaving a trail of constant precum on my face, and causing outvoting moans of pleasure from my little boy. The smell was exhilarating, turning me on even more, making my cock jump. He contracted the muscles in his penis, and the powerful love pole jerked upward slightly, to then, with a next moan land back into my face, as my left hand reached his perineum, and joined the finger tips of the right one, now covering the entire space between his skinny soccer legs. I nearly had his entire thigh in my hands now and it felt amazing, for both of us. Softly but determined, I sucked his leaking cock head into my mouth, making my son shaky on his legs for a second, before he drove the thing powerful into my mouth, as he now grabbed my head. "Oh fuck dad, suck my cock, suck your little faggot's hard cock, hmmmm yeah eat it, FUCK, I'm gonna cum, OH MY GOD" He started fucking my mouth with the hottest penis that had ever separated my cock hungry lips, pushing his glans into my throat without compassion, hard, full of teenage uncontrollable pure lust. He was close, very close, but no way I was gonna let him cum already. I pulled of, and place my hands on his hips to avoid him to push it back into my throat. "What the fuck dad, don't stop please" he tried to push my hands away moaning, his cock pulsating at his very fast heartbeat drops of precum oozing out, desperate to continue his mission and fire his young load into his father's mouth. As I was not only the most experienced, but still the father as well, so I didn't respond, but just grabbed his hips and spun him around quickly. He lost his balance in the movement, and fell forward, but as I still had his hips in my hands, and managed to position the kid perfectly for what I had in mind. His hands landed hard on the wood besides the tub, and his cute little feet shove backwards, next to my legs, ending at the air blowers in the middle of the tub. He moaned like a whore and his cock jerked like a dog in heat. He wasn't even aware he was still making fucking motions with his slender childish hips. Let me try to describe the situation. My 14 year old son was resting his hands on the side of the bath, and his feet were under water in the middle. His skinny smooth soccer knees were resting on mine, so I had control to spread his legs as much as I liked, just by spreading mine. His back was arched kinda slutty, and he hung his head forward, moaning, gasping, as I pulled his small little cheeks apart, exposing my treasure. God this was hot ! His hole was winking at me, not brown, not even pink, but just flesh coloured. Like you only see on babies or bleeched anal porn star babes. I don't know he did it, but it was begging me, crying out loud that it needed some relief. My cock was leaking like a fire hose of precum as the scent of his ass entered my nose thrills. Although he had just showered, the distinct smell of boy was unmistakable. Softly I licked his ass, causing the little slutty boy my son was to throw his head backwards, his long blond wet hairs hitting his shoulders as he opened his mouth wide. "Oh my gooooooood" not even loud, more grunting like an animal, right from the deepest sexual center of his young overheated sexual desire. I enjoyed pulling his ass open, as the tip of my tongue entered his virgin pucker. His cock was pulsing with every heart beat, and the precum actually leaking out of it in the bubble bath. I backed away, and made a second move. Instead of just using the tip of my tongue, I decided to expand my work area, and use the entire surface of my licking organ. I started by rubbing my nose literally into his rectum, as the tip of my tongue touched the beginning of his very loose smooth sac. I pressed my lips against the bottom of both his ass cheeks, and pushed my tongue out as far as I could, touching a surface of about half of his perineum, and then pushed my face into my little boy's butt as hard as I could, and moved upwards slowly. The skin of his balls followed for about an inch, pulling his sac and cock down a little bit, until the pressure released the skin from my tongue, and his young loving penis springs back, hitting his belly, leaving a hot looking bow of precum in the air before it falls down into the tub, right before I slide me entire hand all over his cock from glans to base, forcefully pulling his young foreskin back, stretching the skin of his young lovemaking stick to fullest, before sliding it back forth, milking out another gallon of precum, and again, a loud, passionate moan of pleasure. I love the taste, and when my entire tongue laps his ass, covering the complete inside of his crack from left to right as I slowly continue, my left hand is keeping him open, and my other one's slides between his skinny legs to grab hold of his rock hard teenage penis once more after squeezing his kidnuts. I forcefully pull it down, so his skinny balls are between his legs now, where I can grab them with the fingertips of my left hand, as my thumb rubs over the wet pulsating boy pussy. Another moan, and a contraction of his smirking little boyholve. A small shiver in his legs, and another jet of precum oozing out the tip of my baby's lollypop. I can't stand it, and let the tip of my thumb slide in. The moans become almost screaming, not really words, but some secret language of anal penetration. The little kid is shaking now on his small hairless legs, as he increases pressure with his knees on mine, and stretched his arms, his horny little slutty ass pushed all over my thumb as I feel the contraction in his hard boyhood. "Oh my GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD" he yells, pushing his head back and forth, shaking really hard now, shoving his rectum over my finger all the way, constantly contracting his ass sphincter. Oh my god, this is gonna be soo hot to fuck this boy pussy ! Slowly the boy recovers, and sits back on top of my thighs, sweat pouring from his face, breathing like he just ran a marathon, his smooth little legs still shaky. As he rests his head on my shoulder, and pressed his back into my chest, he slides down rubbing his balls over my cock, his legs widely spread next to mine. One arms draped around my neck, the other one stretching out for my champagne, drinking another half glass. "What the fuck was that man" he laughed. "Oh my god, this was the best freaking rim job I ever had dad" I slide my hand in his lap, feeling his still rock hard cock, soaking wet with warm teenage love nectar. "Jesus son, you're a freaking fire hose, look at that" I laughed. He had shot like a fountain. Not just jets, but a big spray, or better, about 12 sprays. He coated my knees, upper legs, same for his own, and how the fuck he managed to reach his nipples, ass backwards on his knees with his back arched, I don't know, but the kid was a natural cummer. "Yeah dad, I kow, I get that a lot, especially from Steve" This was gonna be one interesting night "But that's probably because he's just jealous he can't shoot cum yet" my son grins, kissing my cheek. "But he is cute isn't he" he smiles. I kiss him back on his lips: "he's freaking hot, and you're lucky you can mess around with him, I'd give a nut for that but erm..." "What" "Well, actually, he kinda can cum now" "What do you mean" my son asked. "Well, you ran off too soon back there earlier, but watching you stumbling out butt naked was too much for the poor kid, and he covered his entire poor little dick with watery semen" I smiled. "Oh my god, and I just ran off, damn. Dad, can I please ask him to come over? I must congratulate him about it, and not on the phone, please dad?" "Well kiddo, I guess so, but I kinda had some other plans for you and me" I sadly answered, groping his balls from behind as he bends over the edge of the tub to reach for my phone "As he slips back into the hot water, he's already dialing the number. "Don't worry dad, you'll love what he does with his tongue" he grinned, bringing the phone to his ear. This was gonna be more than just an interesting night. Getting a blowjob from Steve had been a fantasy since his ninth birthday ! THE END OF PART 2 I hope you liked it... wasn't planning on writing today, but the MASSIVE load on part one was too overwhelming not to ! Any comments, suggestions, please SHOOT ! Hope you enjoyed. !!!!!!!!!! New e-mail address: argonsticmonkey@hotmail.com !!!!!!!!!!!!!!