Date: Mon, 3 Dec 2007 21:00:16 +0100 From: Dag S. Subject: Eric-my-boy Part 5 (Nifty/Adult-youth) This story contains consensual sexual acts between adult males and minor boys. If this offends you, or would somehow get you into trouble from reading it, you know what to do -- get out of here!! This is written with no thoughts about what's safe and not, so don't do something like this in the real world. What happens in here is nothing but fiction. It is also written in a language that I did not learn as a kid growing up, but from studying it as an adult. Therefore I apologize for faults, bad sentences and misspellings that I was unable to correct. Enjoy -- hopefully -- is all I can say and I will respond to meaningful criticism or other more pleasant replies. Flames will, well, you can guess. I am at: dsnor@hotmail.com just in case you want to write me. Previous: "What I really want and need now is for us to make love, Dan. I want to be with you like we did yesterday, but only so much longer and so much more and not to have to hurry home after we have done all the things we want to!" He looked at me with pleading eyes and then whispered so low I had problems hearing what he really said: "Will you make love to me now, Dad, please?" Eric, my boy -- Part 5. "Of course I will, my sweet boy," I said, overwhelmed by passion and love for this precious boy that so suddenly had entered my life. "But what if we go by the pool for a little while, I want to freshen up a little first, and the pool is just as good a place as any other?" I continued. "OK, as long as you keep your promise," he smiled at me and gave me a nice, wet and hot kiss. We went outside where I helped Eric undressing. Not that he had so many garments to remove, but being able to do it felt so good, so right. When I lowered his shorts, his hard penis appeared just as beautiful as I remembered it from yesterday, and I could not resist bending towards it, gently kissing the red and shiny head of my lover's jewel. There was even a drop of precum that tasted heavenly and I knew that there would be more of his sweet nectar for me to drink later. Then I stood up, just as naked as him, equally hard and although both of us wanted to continue, I turned and dived into the pool, followed by Eric half a second later. We swam and made a lot of ass-grabbing, touching wherever our hands could get hold of something. After about 10 minutes or so, we were standing by the edge of the pool, resting since we really had been going on quite hard. After a little while, I grabbed Eric and lifted him up and put him down, facing me, his legs into the water, one leg placed on each side of my body. His cock was down to almost completely soft now, and I bent down and started to kiss it. The reaction was total, within 15 seconds he was as hard as ever before and I sucked him greedily into my mouth. He started to moan and began humping his cock as deep inside me as he could. My tongue played with his love tool from top to bottom, licking, sucking, and of course, enjoying it just as much as he did. When I had to take a short break, I used the opportunity to ask if he wanted me to finish him off here, or if he wanted us to continue in my bed. "Both," was all he said, and that was good enough for me to go on. I only said that I wanted to get out of the water and did so, asking Eric to sit down in one of the reclining sun chairs. When he was seated, I spread my dressing gown in front of him and laid down on my knees, eager to feel his still rock hard cock inside my mouth again. Eric was half sitting, half lying with his legs resting on the arms of the chair. That made it so easy, not to forget so sexy to see him like this and I could also see his pink rosebud, inviting me for a closer look. And not just a look, soon my tongue was licking it, making a gentle pressure and I could feel he started to open himself for me. "Dad, I want you to fuck me," he pleaded, "I need to feel you inside me." I stopped and looked at him, right into his wonderful, deep brown eyes and asked him if he knew what he was asking for. "Of course I know, I have longed for this moment for so long and I want to, I need to be yours completely," he answered. "Well, I think we at least will have to discuss this a little bit more, and we do have to prepare you for it. It's not like a tongue or a finger, darling, I am sure I am going to hurt you if I try to fuck you now," I said and continued: "I think it will be best if we go back inside now, to talk and to do whatever will be done." "OK, dad, you know I will do whatever you tell me to," he answered as he gathered himself together and started to walk back inside the house. "Eric, my son, listen," I said, probably just a bit too hard or loud, for he turned around and looked anxiously at me. "I heard you," I continued" and I am sure that you meant it just the way it came out of your mouth, but please, darling, let me tell you one thing: Neither I and let's pray that no one else will ever be in the position where we can tell you to do things or stuff that you don't want to, no matter how much pressure you feel. The thing that is happening between the two of us is, at least how I see it, is a wonderful relationship based on a newly founded friendship and lots of growing love. As two individuals we are also equals, it does not matter at all that I am old enough to be your real dad. Your body and your mind belong to you as mine belong to me. So no matter how much we love each other, neither of us owns the other. Therefore, with you as well as God being my witnesses, I promise that I will never do you any harm, not to your body and God help me, not to your mind -- or to your heart. You have, in less than 24 hours gone from being a totally unknown boy to the person I love the most in this world. I don't know how or why, I just know it -- more or less as you knew that I was gay. And please understand that I am not mad at you. I think -- and I definitely hope -- that the time when we should become mad at each other --oh God, must it never happen!" Eric had been silent through this tirade of mine, looking solemnly at my face as to be sure to catch every single word. When I finally stopped, he just stood there for a very, very long time, completely naked, holding his few clothes in one hand. Then I could see his lips starting to tremble, and I knew what was coming when tears started rolling down his face. "Oh, daddy, I love you so much," he was able to say between the first sobs before he really broke out in uncontrollable crying. I more or less ran to him, took him into my arms and carried him upstairs to what I from now felt was our bedroom, Eric's and mine! My feelings for this wonderful, fragile little boy was so strong that I was unable to hold back my own tears, and we cried together, kissed, cried and laughed. Soon we were both completely exhausted from all that had happened in our lives since yesterday afternoon, we fell asleep in each other arms which seemed the only and best solution there and then. When I woke up, with Eric still in my arms, it was past noon, so we had at least slept for an hour. I tried to get up without waking him, a rather difficult task that I almost made, but it was also great to see his smiling face when he opened his eyes. "Hi, lover, do you feel better now?" I asked him. "Yes, daddy, I feel great, I never knew love could be such a wonderful thing'" he answered and rose to kiss me. "Neither did I," I managed to tell him between our hot and hefty kissing that only could lead to one thing. I started to kiss his earlobes, and moved in a slow, but very determined way down towards his wonderful cock that seemed to be in its more or less constant hard state. When my lips reached it once more, I opened my mouth and sucked it until it was deeply planted inside. Eric was once more moaning from the pleasure this gave him. After a little while he asked if we could suck each other and we moved into a nice and very comfortable 69-position, our mouths eagerly searching and then getting hold of each other cocks. His hot and wet lips felt so good as he closed his mouth around my swollen, trembling cock, and it looked as if we both wanted this to last as long as possible. Slowly I sucked his cock back inside my mouth until my lips were all the way down to his base. I took one hand and started to play with his balls, rolling them gently between my fingers. Since I knew too well what he really wanted me to do, I let one finger moved back towards his hole. When I reached my goal, his body went totally stiff in anticipating of what might happen next. But only for a few seconds, then he continued with his sucking, and he was really going at it now. A few times I could feel how he tried to deep-throat me, but he was gagging each time as I felt the head of my cock sliding down his throat. I told him that he should be careful, not to go on too fast, because we will be able to practice this lots of times later. His skill in cocksucking, a task unfamiliar to him since the day before, was really amazing. After all, my 8 fat inches of cock had given several men and boys quite a challenge before Eric was doing this incredible blow-job. So there was absolutely no need for him to overdo this at this stage. My finger was now making quite some pressure on his hot, inviting rosebud. I got some spit on it and then, all of a sudden, as I felt him pressing himself against my intruding finger, I slipped inside his hot, velvet-like tunnel. Moving my finger ever so gently I searched for and found within seconds his small prostate, and the result was a muffled cry of ecstasy as he was getting close to his moment of climax. I stopped, as I did not wanted him to cum yet. When I asked him if he wanted me to continue, he nodded vigorously, still sucking my cock. I then asked him to lie down on his back and he more or less reluctantly let go of the "lollipop" he was enjoying so much to do so. But he could not hide his eagerness about what was about to happen, although I at that moment had no intention of fucking him, only to use my fingers to start the process of opening him, to get his ass ready for my cock at some other time. I got a tube of KY from a drawer in my nightstand and applied some on my second and middle finger. Then I got between his outstretched legs, and putting a pillow beneath him, his ass was ready for invasion. He was smiling at me, so willingly he waited for me. It was a sight I will never forget, my dearest Eric, giving himself so completely into my hands. It was such a gift, showing me so much trust and as I gently let my two fingers start the process, I bent forward and kissed him gently on his lips, telling him how much I loved him. "I will not hurt you, I can't hurt you, son," I continued, "so please tell me to stop if this gets too painful." "Yes, daddy," he said and I could see his lust combined with fear of what might happen. Slowly I started to make some pressure on his hole, and he opened himself for me as easily as if he had been doing this all his very young life. Both my fingers slipped inside him this time, and I had to hold back in fear of going in too fast. It felt so good to be able to do this to him and to see his face as one finger once more hit his prostate. His eyes were closed, he was kind of humming a song of joy and his hard little cock was dripping precum. I bent down and sucked him, knowing the taste of his nectar; it was not a hard task to do at all. And my sweet lover seemed to have the time of his life. His singing went gradually from singing to moaning, interrupted by lots of: "yes, oh daddy, yes do me, yes, ohhhhhhhhh daddy." His hole was gradually accepting more and more of my two fingers embedded inside him, and as I started to finger-fuck him. After a few minutes of this, I added another finger, and it seemed that there was no resistance. Asking him if he felt any pain at all, he just shook his head and continued with his song of lust. I was so hot, doing this, watching him and I started to wonder if he really was ready to accept me going all the way. My three fingers inside him, moving all the way as far as I was able to, was much more than I had expected him to take. Then all doubt just flew away, he stopped his tirade of more or less meaningless words, looked at me and almost cried: "Now, daddy, now! Please take me, fuck me NOW!" There was no need to ask him if this was what he really wanted, I knew it, saw it, and also knew that this was what I wanted as well. Never in my life had I felt more confident that what was about to happen was the one and only action that was right. Removing my fingers from his ass, I grabbed the tube of KY, got my cock all ready and lowered myself into position. Then he grabbed my slippery cock, and let the tip of my swollen head touch his waiting hole. "Come on, daddy, just get inside, I need you so much." Moving slowly, still in fear of hurting him, I felt him opening up to me. Raising his legs, he tried as best as he could to get them around my back, pressing me deeper inside. And then, as I moved past his ring, his body went stiff for a few seconds and I could see the pain on his face. I stopped, but he begged me to continue and ever so slowly I was all the way inside him, not able to penetrate deeper, because I had no more to give him. "Oh daddy, yes, oh daddy, I love you so much," Eric said over and over again and I told him how much I loved him. And yes, I really did -- still do -- but at that very moment my love for him was so great that I was more or less out of words and if I had, the lump in my throat would have made it quite difficult for me to say anything meaningful. My very hard 9" cock was embedded in my lover's tunnel of love for the very first time, his small, fragile body was taking all of me -- and we both were having the time of our life as I at first gently started to fuck my boy. Knowing that this in no way was going to last as long as I wanted, I kept a slow, but steady rhythm, bending down to kiss Eric from time to time. The pressure was overwhelming, the feelings so sensational and when Eric suddenly cried out: "Yes, daddy, I am cumming!" I looked down at him, saw his pulsating cock moving all by itself, its swollen head dark red, shining from precum and all of a sudden exploding with several streams of cum. The first one landed way over his head, the second streaking his face. His ass was so tight and the pulsating rhythm from his ejaculation brought me over the edge in just a few seconds. "Oh my darling, my son," I cried as I started to fill him with my lovecream and I don't think I have ever cummed that much in my life, it felt like it would never end. Obviously it had to end, and I more or less fell down on top of Eric, totally spent, totally exhausted. There we met in a long, hot kiss, licked his cum from his face, and then we kissed again to let him taste his own cum from my tongue. "Daddy, now I am yours, completely yours," Eric said as we drifted into sleep. ...and as usual, to be continued....