Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2007 23:29:37 -0600 From: Xavier L Subject: Body Glove Body Glove 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 as well. Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.stories@gmail.com. My 12-year-old son Kai and I headed to my parents' California beach house. It had been a couple of years since his mother, AKA fucking-bitch-whore, left us, and we were just now really mending. We needed this vacation in the worst way. My mother is the type of person who keeps almost an entire basement of clothes and toys for her grandchildren. Whether they fit, are useful, or not. Kai had been dying to go surfing, so on our 2nd day there, we fished out his old wetsuit. I think he head to empty his lungs to even get the damn thing zipped up, but alas it did, and he was ready to go for it. Waddling though he was. I watched him from the beach, sometimes closing my eyes when I thought a wave was going to pound him into the sand. He was having a blast. Mom headed into town for some things, so it was just me and him. When he was finally done, he came to the house a bit gingerly, his platinum blonde hair matted to his pale skin, and his deep blue eyes shining bright. "Dad, I can't breathe." Chuckling I replied "I wondered about that." "I need out, and I can't unzip this." Jerking my head toward the house, I instructed him to come inside. We headed to the room we were sharing. For some reason I caught myself taking notice of the curves of his thin body. I distracted myself by working the zipper, which was most stubborn. When I finally got it down to the small of his back, his creamy white skin a stark contrast from the black suit, I noticed the top of his crack. His hand tried snaking around to grab the zipper, but the tight suit wasn't going to allow that. I lowered the zipper more and discovered he wasn't wearing underwear. In hindsight I admit I had felt a stir in my groin, but I solidly ignored it. I helped his arms out of the sleeves, and then I had to yank the suit down off his ass and help him get it down his legs. He promptly stepped out of it. I was kneeling at this point, and found myself gazing at his naked backside. His skin looked so inviting, so I reached out and began rubbing his back. The touch of the cold, damp skin sent chills through me, and soon I found my hands gliding down his hips and outer thighs. I stood up and slid my hands back up his legs, swallowed hard, and then moved my hands to his chest. With my body pressed against his back, I rubbed his chest. Feeling SOME explanation was required, I volunteered "This will help warm you up." When he said nothing, I continued. I became conscious of his ass pressing against my pelvis as my hands lowered down his abs. I became slightly light-headed, and I'm quite sure my cock was now twitching. I prayed he wouldn't notice. There was no way I could force myself to stop, however. Taking another swallow, my hands moved even lower so that they briefly rubbed against his dick before moving back up. I was too nervous to notice if it was soft or growing. I knelt down again and began rubbing his legs. As my hand moved between his thighs, he adjusted into a tripod position so I could rub his thighs. I couldn't get my mind off his cock, so naturally my hand ended up "accidentally" brushing against his dick and balls. When he didn't react much, I became emboldened. With my left hand in front, I began massaging his dick. Reaching between his legs my right hand, I started working his hairless sac. As his cock began to swell, I felt his hand touch mine. Was he going to try to stop me? With my face resting against his bare back, I said softly "It's OK," my warm breathing beating against his skin. I continued stroking him until he was hard, and then I turned him around by guiding his hips with my hands. His hard cock stared at me. I let my eyes wander up his body until our eyes met. I briefly remembered the time when I was about his age when my buddy Rick and I blew each other after getting tipsy off of Dad's whisky. I had never thought about sucking dick again after that. Until now. I looked into those azure eyes, said "I love you," as if that was going to make everything all right, and then I lowered my hot mouth onto his cock. The velvety shaft slid easily past my lips, and my tongue caressed my son's dick. He sucked in his breath sharply, and his body shivered as he entered me. My whole body tingled as I slid his young flesh in my mouth. I was immediately intoxicated and grabbed his ass cheeks as I began giving him his first blowjob. After I had sucked on him momentarily, I released him and told him to lay down. He got onto our double bed, and I spread his pale thighs apart. I crawled between them until our lips were aligned, and then I kissed him tentatively on the lips. He kissed me back, and I thrust my tongue into his moist mouth. Our bodies pressed together as we kissed passionately. When I stopped kissing him, I said "I love you," again, and then began sucking on his neck before I kissed my way down his young body until I found his rod as returned it to my mouth. Again I blew him until the urge to be naked as well could not be resisted. I moved off of him and quickly stripped out of all my clothes. I stretched out over his body and kissed him deeply once more. As we kissed, our cocks slid against each other, our bodies intertwining. I stopped our kiss and looked up to see what time it was. We still had plenty. I then took note of some lotion behind the clock. I grabbed it, squirted a good amount into my palm and then coated both our dicks with it. We then ground our cocks together, and I thrilled in this new sensation. As we . . . humped?, the image of his small, tight ass kept playing before my mind. I was brought back, however, by his rapid breathing and urgent movements. He was about to cum! I debated for a brief second, and decided I didn't want to waste any of his jizz. If he had any. So I stopped, grabbed a piece of clothing and wiped off his dick. Then I was back between his legs, and his cock was sliding in my mouth. I could feel his orgasm building, and it did something to me. I couldn't get enough of his meat. I was sucking on him furiously, a free hand rubbing his nut sac which was pulled tightly against his body. A few moments later, I could him pumping his fluid into my mouth. There was a hint of saltiness, but that was it. I continued sucking until the flavor disappeared. As I moved up alongside him anew, I asked "Did you like that?" He nodded his head vigorously, his cheeks flushed. I rolled on top of him, supporting my weight by my elbows and started rubbing my cock against him. Then I had an idea and had him put his legs together, crossing them at the ankles. I could then insert my dick between his thighs and fuck his legs. It felt quite good, but again that ass was in my mind. "Turn over Kai. I want to see if it feels different with you on your stomach," I said. He did as I asked, and I gazed adoringly at his perfect butt. I spread his cheeks apart and stared at his puckered hole. I then placed my dick between his cheeks, pushed them together and moved back and forth. I could only imagine what it would feel like with my meat shoved deep inside of him. Needing a quicker release now, I stretched out again, stuck my cock between his thighs so my cock was against his sac, and I continued fucking his legs. I could feel those luscious mounds against me, and I made up my mind that somehow I was going to get into that tight, cherry ass. Soon after that my jizz was spreading out beneath him. When my orgasm was complete, I got up. I spread his cheeks one more time and memorized how that tempting hole looked. Unable to control myself, I repositioned so that my face was now between his cheeks, and next I found my tongue probing his ass. He was moaning like crazy and squirming wildly as my tongue explored his hole. I finally stopped and lay down next to him, pulling his warmed body to me. Our moment of joy was interrupted by the sound of the garage door opening, however. "Tonight," I whispered softly into his ear before kissing him softly on the cheek and then jumping out of bed to get dressed. He followed my lead, and I grabbed a wet washcloth from our bathroom and cleaned up my spilled seed from the blanket, strategically placing a bunched towel over the telltale damp spot. The rest of the day was pure torture. Especially since he would occasionally catch me staring at him and then give me a crooked, conspiratorial smile. Bedtime couldn't come soon enough. As soon as we got into the room, I locked the door, and then roughly started yanking his clothes off. He tried to do the same to me, but my arms kept getting in the way. By the time we were both naked and in bed, our cocks were rock hard. We kissed as our fingers explored each other's dicks, and then I got up and turned around so my head could go to his crotch. Immediately I took his dick into my mouth and greedily devoured his cock. I felt him moving around, but I didn't care as long as his boy flesh was in my mouth. That is until I felt my own dick engulfed by moist warmth. I stopped sucking on my little boy to confirm, and yes, he was indeed sucking on his father's cock! I moved down and lowered myself so I was on my side. He moved his body down as well so we were in a 69 position, and we continued to suck each other. I couldn't believe it! I could imagine his small ruby lips wrapped around my thick dick as it slid back and forth in his mouth. I grabbed onto him and rolled onto my back. He straddled my face as I blew him. I spread his cheeks apart and probed his forbidden entrance with my finger. He pushed more tightly against me. I released his cock so I could get my fingers good and wet, and then I reinserted it just as my index finger was greeting his hole. I pushed the tip of it in, and even with his mouth full of my hard meat, I could hear him moaning. With my free hand, I reached down and pushed his head so more of my cock entered. I heard him choke a bit, but he kept working at it. Meanwhile I had slid my whole finger in. His ass gripped me like a vise. I slowly finger fucked him until he relaxed. Then I slowly added my middle finger. It seemed to take forever before both of my fingers had earned passage. At this point his head was flying up and down on my cock. I could thrust up with my hips and shove his head down with my hand, and even the gagging didn't stop him. I removed my fingers, briefly sucked on my ring finger, and then reinserted the first two fingers along with the tip of the new one. As soon as I had worked them so that all three fingers were fucking his ass, I tasted his cum enter me once again. His head rested on my leg, his hot breath teasing my damp cock, as his body shook from his orgasm. I kept my fingers in him but motionless. Except for occasionally pushing them in a little more. He had now moved his pelvis off of me, but my fingers remained in their cozy nest while he continued sucking on his old man's meat. I continued to guide him with a hand, and when it was time to blow, I held his head in place while he choked, coughed, and swallowed what he could. When I was done coming, I withdrew my fingers from his ass. I moved around so we were laying in the same direction. He cuddled up to me, his head on my shoulder, his soft cock against my hot skin. I kissed his forehead softly and watched his head move so that his lips were against mine and then felt his tongue probing my mouth. We kissed for a moment before we settled against each other and let sleep take us. I awoke in the morning with my cock pressed against Kai's ass as we ended up in a spooning position. I removed the sheet and ran my hand up and down his toned body. I spotted his morning wood and started lightly stroking it until he stirred. "Good morning," I whispered in his ear. "Mmmhmmm," he replied, nuzzling against me even more. My cock twitched as if to say "What the fuck are you waiting for?!" I couldn't agree more, so I grabbed more lotion and coated my dick with it. As my cock moved between his cheeks, he woke up more. "Watcha doing?" I paused. How to explain? "Daddy needs to be inside you. I want to become part of you, son." And with that, and without waiting for any approval, I guided my cock into his hole. He immediately went rigid, and I couldn't enter him more. "Shhhhh. It's OK sweetie. Just relax. I love you. So badly I want us to be one," I said sappily. The death grip held. "Please baby. Let me be inside of you. Let me love you in this special way." As I said this I returned to stroking his dick. "Come on Kai. Let Daddy in. Please." I felt the grip loosen after a moment. "That's right, baby. Relax." When he was less rigid, I continued feeding him my cock. As his tight hole encircled my rod, I was swept away by the incredible sensation. "Feel us becoming one!" I said softly. "No one can love you like I do right now," I added. Where all this stuff was coming from I had no idea, but I had the sense it was genuine. And when my dick finally came to rest deep inside him, my pubes pushed against his ass, I knew there could be no other in my life. And I heard myself say "Oh gawd I love you Kai! I'm glad your mother ran away!" "You are?" came his suddenly tiny voice. "Yes!" I said, trying to push even deeper into him. "Now I don't have to share you." There was silence as we lay still before he asked "So you aren't going to marry again?" I said it without thinking. There wasn't even a second of delay! "Hell no! You're mine, and I'm yours. Heart and soul. Who could I love more than you?" I began slowly fucking him now. "You're my son. My lover. My life." As his hand found mine, which was wrapped around his cock, I knew I meant it. It wasn't just words. My son was now my wife. Well, you get the drift. As he relaxed I picked up the pace. He was so damn tight, though, I was almost there. And sure enough, a few more forward pumps, and my juice was emptying into his ass. I was sad it had ended so quickly, but it was worth every second. I apparently had dozed off since the next thing I knew I was in bed alone. I got dressed and headed downstairs where my parents greeted me. "Breakfast will be ready soon." "Smells wonderful Mom. Where's Kai?" "He's in the rec room watching TV." I went after my son and found him sitting on the tan leather couch. He grinned at me when he saw me. "I love you," I said, smiling, as I knelt between his legs and fished his cock out of his PJ bottoms. There will be more to this story.