Date: Sun, 18 Jul 2021 12:07:49 +0200 (CEST)
From: karcamel@tutanota.com
Subject: IS THERE AN ELF IN MY BED? (gay adult/youth

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Story codes; Mb, (dad-son 10 yo) inc, cons, oral, anal. (Gay adult-youth)


IS THERE AN ELF IN MY BED?
by Carcamel

NINTH OF JULY, FRIDAY

"Are you sure you have everything you need now ? My wife asked when I
picked up her suitcase in the trunk of the car.

"I think so. If something is missing, then I'll buy it on the spot. Hardly
anything so essential would be missing that it couldn't be found there.
Secondly, I'll be back on Tuesday, so this isn't the end of the world ."
My wife said.

My wife traveled a lot. She was a sales representative for a major
pharmaceutical manufacturer, and her sales territory covered the entire
north of North America. I was used to spending a lot of time with my kids.
I liked it, I love my children and I enjoy being in their company.

The older of my children is a girl, Jolene, she's an 11 year old,
beautiful red-haired girl. She's very helpful when my wife is traveling.
She helps me with cleaning and cooking without asking for it, it makes my
everyday life a lot easier.

The younger of my children is a boy, 9-year-old Kevin, who's a brisk and
athletic little man. He plays softball on the school team and is a really
great ball hitter. He has a white buzzcut, and freckles like his sister
and an incredibly cunning smile that can melt the ice.



COMMUNITY POOL

Once the car was loaded, we left to take my wife to the airport, the
distance there was over two hours, so it was wise to divide it into a few
parts. The plan was lunch at a nice restaurant next to the gas station
about 70 miles away, then the airport. And on the way back, as a stopover,
a public swimming pool.

On the way to the airport we listened to country music on the car radio.
My wife is a huge friend of country music, I personally like more rooted
rock and blues. The choice of music caused a bit of protest in the rear
seat passengers, they would've liked to listen to something with just
bass, drums and an extremely monotonous mummy. Music is going in the wrong
direction, but that's how every generation tells the next.

"Okay, kids, we're halfway there. Now we can get to go to the bathroom and
best of all, eat decent steaks, "I said excitedly as I drove the car to
the gas station yard. I was looking for a shady place for the car, there
had been really hot days lately.

"Bloody steak! yuck, "said my daughter in disgust. She had become vegan,
like many funny little girls today. As adults, they certainly consider
themselves a little embarrassed and naive.

"Don't cry, surely some rabbit will give you some of his food," Kevin
laughed, and said that man has to eat meat, the fodder belongs to the
animals. My wife was happy to stay away from these issues, as well as
anything that could cause a dispute at all. I thought it was a great
skill.

After the fodder and human food had been put in the stomach, we continued
our journey. We left my wife at the airport without any bigger ceremonies,
this was already a routine for us. For the next four days I would be alone
with my children, the idea felt comfortable, I was on vacation myself and
free to enjoy life.

I've always liked children. I love the boundless energy that flows in
them. I also love how sincere and honest children can be. But I also love
something else in them, and that's why the pool was both heaven and hell.

Jolene came out of the pool and splashed water from her hair on me. It
felt cold. I sat with my legs crossed just above my daughter's hips as she
pressed herself against me and asked;

"Daddy wants a treat?"

"Stop now!" I said and pulled away, Jolene laughed and the little boys
playing next to us looked at us curiously. I wiped my face, which Jolene's
swimsuit soaked, in a towel and told her that such behavior in a public
place wasn't desirable.

"Yes, I know that, Dad. But I find it sad when we no longer play together,
"she said.

"Our play was very questionable, darling. If we had continued, then who
knows what would've happened and what the consequences would've been, so
it is better that way. " Joleen grinned at me and showed her tongue.

"I would've liked. And I would still like to. But you became such a
dullard. You're boring, Dad, you know that? "

"Hmmm... maybe I'm boring, but believe me now, this is better." I answered,
and Jolene ran back to the pool.

After a while, Kevin ran up to me. He looked for his backpack for a moment
and took a can of cola from there. We sat side by side, me and Kevin, and
watched the people scream and laugh, everyone enjoying the summer.

"Why don't you come swimming, Dad?" Kevin asked.

"There's just too many people for my taste, I don't enjoy that kind of
crowd," I replied. We sat again for a moment talking nothing until Kevin
said;

"Mom's traveling and you sleep alone."

"Well, that's right." I answered.

"Or are you sleeping?" Kevin continued. I was silent for a moment because
I knew what Kevin was chasing.

"Well, who knows about that...Maybe there are elves in my bed or even our
neighbor Elda.

"Haaahhhaaaaa." Kevin started laughing loudly. "Neighbor's Elda,
hahahaaahhhaaa !!"
The boy looked like he was choking on laughter. Neighbor Elda is a
witch-looking woman in a wheelchair at least 90 years old, who, in spite
of everything, has a wonderful character and always a happy mind.Nice
lady, but I wouldn't take her to my bed after all.

"What's wrong with Elda?" I asked.

"Eh .. heh... Nothing, Elda is wonderful, but you and her, hahah." But you
don't really like sleeping alone, I know that." Said Kevin.

"No I don't like it, it's true, hopefully some lonely elf will come next
to me so I can sleep." I answered.

"Let's hope so." Kevin said and ran to the pool.


EVENING

Chicken wings and french fries. What a wonderfully nutritious and healthy
dinner. We watched old Frasier reruns on TV with greasy fingers and sauce
dripping along the chin. An hour later, I commanded both children to
shower and then to their own rooms. My wife called and said she was at the
destination and hotel. We chatted this and that for a moment and then said
good night to each other. The house was quiet.

I went to look at both children's rooms. They both seemed to be in a deep
sleep, so I turned off the hallway lights and headed downstairs, to my own
bedroom. I had been sweating all day, and after the shower I felt like
every piece of clothing was too much. I dived between the cool satin
sheets.

I turned on the dim night light and took the book in my hand. I had read
maybe ten pages when I noticed that the bedroom door handle moved down.
Soon the door opened slightly and Kevin's tanned face peeked out the
doorway.

"Here comes the elf." He whispered.

"I knew the elf would come at some point." I answered.

"The elf wants to come under the blanket." He said and began to climb up
on the bed.

"Stop!" I said. "No clothes are allowed under the blanket today." Kevin
stopped and looked at me for a moment. He then took off the top of his
nightgown and tried to climb again. "Stop, stop! I said. "There must be no
clothes. "

"Ok," Kevin said carelessly, also took off his nightgown pants and dived
between the sheets.

The boy crawled under the sheets and soon his head appeared against my face.

"Hey." I said.

"Hey." He answered.

I rolled the blanket a little lower and our bare upper bodies were facing
each other. Kevin lay beside me with his legs straight, tickling my knees
with his toes. He was approximately 4.3 (130 cm) feet and was obviously
quite small next to me because I am 6 (182 cm) feet high myself.

"Why are the elves still awake at this time?" I asked.

"Because it's the elves' playing time. The elves play at night. " Kevin
replied.

"Does the elf want to play the same game again as before?"

"Yes he wants, the elf likes that game." Kevin said.

"Come here," I said, pulling Kevin over me as I turned to lie on my back.

There was nohing new here. That's why I loved my wife's business trips.
Aff fun started when Jolene was six years old, and my wife started her
career in her new job at a pharmaceutical company. At that time Jolene was
my little elf. We never did anything but small petting, we just had fun.
But when Kevin turned seven and I became more interested in him, it's been
two years now.

Kevin lay beside me. Our faces were facing each other and the blanket had
run down below Kevin's hips. I caressed and squeezed the little boy's
little buttocks, they were firm and smooth. I felt Kevin's hardness as he
moved his hips against my navel. He put both hands on my temples and bent
down to kiss. Our wet lips met. Kevin sucked my lower lip and I pushed my
tongue into his mouth.

Our tongues joined in the wild dance.
I leaned forward a little and kissed the boy under his chin, he turned his
head aside and let me kiss his neck. I sucked and licked his neck and
shoulders. Kevin continued to move his hips and squeezed my penis between
his legs. I was rock hard, almost at the point of cracking, as I am always
with him.

We moved to our sides to lie against each other. I pushed Kevin slightly
lower so that our hips were against each other. I gently took Kevin's
little dick in my hand and pushed my own cock against it. We moved our
hips slowly so that our penises caressed and made love to each other in
the slipperiness of my pre-cum. Both of our penises glistened in my mucus
as Kevin's little tool began to tremble and throb.

My son moaned with his eyes closed as he had a dry orgasm against my penis.

He gasped quietly. I caressed his round butt and kissed his forehead.
Then, without warning, the boy kicked the blanket off our feet and pushed
me to my back. He settled on my legs with his legs spread and bowed toward
my crotch, where my rock-hard cock waited for the Savior.

I stroked the boy's Buzzcut as he lowered his lips over my dickhead,
Somehow Kevin's lips with my cock felt different than anyone else's lips.
Hotter, more passionate. Those wet lips slid back and forth along my cock,
squeezing, sucking.

My hands squeezed the boy's head and my hips moved instinctively. My cock
was beating at almost the same rate as my overclocking heart and hovering
on the verge of orgasm. Kevin sucked the tip of my cock and moved on to
kiss its shaft. He moved his mouth along it, kissing and sucking. I moaned
so loudly that even a neighbor could have heard, but luckily I didn't wake
Jolene anyway.

Eventually when Kevin took me in his mouth again, the pressure became too
great and I cum. I cum hard, it was like an earthquake. My sperm flew
everywhere. Kevin coughed when he couldn't swallow at the same pace as my
organ was pumping. The satin sheets were full of wet stains. Cum even hung
from the boy's earlobe like a pearl necklace. Throbbing seemed to go on
forever.

My cock was pumping even though nothing came out of it anymore. Kevin
still licked my penis and when everything finally calmed down, he wiped my
cum off his face with his fingers and sucked them clean.

We hugged. We were tightly entwined with each other and just listened to
each other's breathing. The sex had been awesome, but more was yet to
come. I had been able to prepare for the elf to come to me, so I had
already put the lubricant under the pillow. I asked my son if he wanted to
continue playing, and of course he wanted to.

I greased my cock with lubricant and got on top of Kevin. I turned him to
a slightly better position so that his legs were towards the ceiling. I
moved my cock over his anus and it became glossy with the lubricant, like
my cock was. Then I placed my penis on his hole and began to push slowly.
Gently and slowly, it went in, and we began to swing slowly. I lowered
myself closer and kissed my son's face, chin, cheekbones and ears. At
times I watched my cock go inside my kid's little butt as we swed. I
listened to Kevin's fervent breath, I knew he was enjoying it immensely.
It was perfect harmony.

I got up from Kevin and settled down on my back. I pulled him into my arms
and he sat on top of my cock. He now wanted to ride so I let him to do so.
There he swung in my arms, and I caressed his skinny body with my hands. I
grabbed him by the hips and we both enjoyed the movements together. That
savoring lasted at least ten minutes, the rest of the world closed around.

I lifted my boy from my arms and asked him to go to his knees. I pushed
inside him again, now from behind. I put all 6.7 (17 cm) inches of my
manhood inside him and began to fuck his little ass. At first slowly, but
then all the time faster and faster until we fucked so hard that the bed
started to creak, and the mattress springs bang.

"Ohhh... Daddy... yes, fuck me... oh yes. Fuck me daddyyyh! " Kevin shouted and
gasped. The bed creaked and banged more and more threateningly, but I
didn't care, I just wanted to fuck that little boy, my own little boy, and
cum into his ass.

"Boy, I'm cuming, I'm ...oh fuck ... cuming." I somehow gasped.

"Daddyyyh." It was the only word Kevin could say in the midst of furious
sex. Then I felt his anus began to tighten even more, and it started to
squeeze and throb and he  howled like a wolf in the moonlight.

It was a nonsensical, utterly indescribable orgasm. We cum at the same
time, and Kevin's throbbing asshole was so tight that it felt like it had
completely sucked me in. I kept on fucking until my penis began to soften.
I pulled myself out of the boy. When I pulled my cock out it was followed
by semen like a small stream.

I collapsed over the boy. My pulse was at least 200 and Kevin seemed to
suffer from the same symptoms.

There was a knock on the door.

"Dad, are you awake? I woke up to strange sounds and it scares me ".
Behind the door stood Jolene and the door handle began to move lower.

"Now quickly under the blanket, not a single sound," I said to Kevin, who
slid silently into hiding.

The bedroom door opened. Jolene looked at me, as if she had done some
scientific research and found something miraculous. Then I realized. Sweat
dripped from my forehead to my eyes, my hair was messy, the sheets were
full of fresh wet stains and the room obviously smelled ... sex.

"I saw a terrible nightmare and walked in my dreams. I apparently bumped
into the furniture because I woke up to that sound myself." I explained.
"Go drink water, then I'll bring you to your room and cover you in bed."

I got upstairs with Jolene. On the way to her room, she glanced at Kevin's
room. In the dim night light, she saw that Kevin wasn' in his bed, but she
said nothing. Jolene went to lie in her bed and I put a blanket on her. I
bowed to give a kiss to her forehead and at the same time Jolene whispered
very quietly;

"You fuck Kevin, I know you do."

THE END

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