Date: Tue, 4 Jan 2005 05:58:37 -0800 (PST) From: Dwight Higgins Subject: Daddy's Boy Jason The following is a complete work of fiction involving a young father and his son. If this type of thing is offensive to you, then don't read it. For anyone else, I hope you enjoy a little piece of my fantasy world. Daddy's Boy Jason "I know I shouldn't. I know I shouldn't. I know I shouldn't." Sheldon stood at the doorway of his son's bedroom. The faint light from the night-light illuminated his naked body with subtle soft lighting. The blonde hairs covering his large thirty two year old frame captured the light and illuminated him like a halo. At six foot four inches tall, Sheldon was an impressive figure. His broad chest and rugged shoulders nearly filled the doorframe. His perfectly chiseled features were caught in shadows over his face, giving him a sharp appearance. His mat of short blonde hair looked unkempt, as though tousled like a small child's would be. His arms and legs were strongly muscled and veiny. Sheldon had just gotten out of the shower. It was very late at night, and he was walking back to his room to get into bed. As he passed his son's bedroom, he looked in and saw Jason sprawled on his back. Jason was twelve years old, and other than his much smaller and slight frame, he was the spitting image of his father. He was about four foot five inches tall. He wasn't nearly as muscled as his father, but that was because he was more of a bookworm than the active sports type that Sheldon had always been. Jason was very smart. In the glow from the night-light, Sheldon could make out his son's body from the bedroom door. And he noticed something he'd never seen before. Jason was sporting a boner. Deeply asleep and uncovered by blankets because of the unyielding summer heat, his boy pecker stuck through the fly opening in his boxer shorts, pointing directly up toward the ceiling. It was an uncircumcised piece of male youth beauty. About four inches long, and only as big around as a c size battery, it wasn't anything overtly impressive, but it was perfectly shaped. The helmet shaped head sat atop the perfectly straight shaft. The tip of his cock was pointed directly at the ceiling, the foreskin fully retracted down the shaft. A small drop of precum sat at the very top, covering the small slit at the end of his dick. It was pulsing every second or so with Jason's heartbeat. Sheldon was shocked at first, and immediately turned away, but realized he wanted to check out his son's penis very much. Some need inside of him called out, needing to be fulfilled. Sheldon turned back to his son's room, and stood at the doorway, his mind racing with lewd thoughts. If he could just come up with some excuse for touching Jason's cock, in case Jason woke up while he was doing so. "I could tell him I'm checking on him to make sure everything's all right," he thought to himself, but realized that Jason was too smart for that. There really wasn't anything he could tell Jason, other than the truth. Jason would be able to tell if Sheldon lied to him. If Jason woke up, Sheldon would have to tell him that he was checking out his penis. The mere thought of it had started a reaction in Sheldon's own body. His heavy adult cock stirred from it's resting position. It began to quickly inflate, as his large nut sack drew upward close to his body. As his dick reached it's full height of seven and a half inches long and five inches around, it pointed upward at a forty-five degree angle from Sheldon's abdomen. "I know I shouldn't. I know I shouldn't. I know I shouldn't." The thought ran through Sheldon's mind like a broken record. Standing there, watching his son's cock throbbing and pulsing in place that way, sticking out from the open fly of his Spongebob Squarepants boxer shorts, Sheldon's own cock began to leak. Sheldon had always been a prolific leaker. When he got hard, his cock started to leak, and didn't stop until he shot his load. He probably produced more precum prior to ejaculation than the amount of sperm he shot while cumming. The first large drop began to pull away from the tip of his rock hard cock, creating a long strand of juice dropping down toward the floor. The silvery strand of thick juice broke, and his precum dropped to the floor between his two large feet. A few moments later a second drop joined the first, and within the next five minutes, Sheldon had produced a small puddle on the floor. Sheldon stood transfixed by his son's manhood. He waited for it to subside, but it continued to stand there, hard as a beam. Jason's first drop of precum slowly rolled down the head of his dick, making it's way slowly down the shaft and disappeared into the folds of his boxers, to the small patch of light hair that had started to grow there. Sheldon wanted so badly to put his finger to the tip of Jason's dick. To scoop up his son's juices and taste them. Instead he reached down to his own throbbing cock, and grabbed some of his own juice and brought his fingers to his mouth. He sucked his fingers greedily, imagining what his son's would taste like. Would it taste the same as his own? He simply had to know. He stepped into Jason's room and went right up to the side of the bed. Closer now, Sheldon could see that Jason had inherited his father's trait of making precum. There was a small dark stain on his underwear where the precum had pooled and soaked into the fabric. Without hesitating, Sheldon ran the tip of his index finger over the piss slit of Jason's cock, smearing it with his son's juices. Jason made a small sleepy sound, and ever so slightly raised his hips for a moment before falling back into silence. Sheldon brought his fingers to his lips and tasted his son's juice for the first time. It was salty like his own, but much sweeter, and not as thick. He wanted more. Sheldon got down on his knees and leaned over Jason's sleeping body. Very gently, and taking great care to not awaken his son, Sheldon pursed his lips, and brought them down on the very tip of Jason's cock. He didn't dare take his son's dick into his mouth, for fear that it would certainly wake the boy up, but he covered the end of Jason's penis completely, encircling the piss slit at the tip. Jason moaned a bit, and Sheldon tensed, ready to bolt from the room if Jason showed any sign of awakening. But the boy continued to sleep. Within moments, Jason began to produce copious amounts of boy pre-jizz. Sheldon licked at his son's piss slit, greedily lapping up every drop that came out. No longer thinking about waking his son, he brought his hand up and began to slowly and lightly massage his boy's balls through the thin fabric of the boxers, squeezing them slightly to get as much juice out of them as he could. Completely preoccupied with what he was doing, Sheldon didn't notice Jason's eyes open. Jason saw his father, his lips covering the tip of his own cock. He smiled a bit. He knew his dad was gay, and he'd been having those feelings too. It had only been in the last two months that he'd learned how to jerk off, and he already found himself fantasizing about all of his guy friends while doing so. He'd read a lot about homosexuality. He was probably better versed in it than his own father. And Jason was clever. He'd heard his dad start the shower earlier. He threw off the sheet that was covering him and began stroking his dick. It didn't take long for his young body to respond, and in moments he was rock hard. He continued to tease his cock until he heard the bathroom door open. Jason knew his dad walked from his bedroom to the bathroom and back again in the nude. So he opened his door all the way and pulled his cock through the fly opening of his shorts and lay there, waiting to see if his father would do anything. Jason wanted very much to touch his father's dick. He couldn't tell any of his friends about his feelings. They would all have ostracized him. Young teenaged boys just don't have the capacity to understand another's homosexual thoughts. They would have just teased him, called him faggot, and beaten on him. Maybe one day he could open up to his friends, but for now he was alone. There was no one he could tell. No one he could experiment with. But he'd witnessed how his dad's eyes lingered over his body when they were at the pool together. He'd caught his dad checking out his butt on a few occasions. He planned on his father not being able to resist his erection if presented it, and he was right. He was a clever boy indeed. He turned his head to the side to check out his dad's big cock. He watched as it pulsed a couple of times, producing a droplet of precum each time, and dripping down to the floor beside his bed. Ready to let his dad in on his rouse, Jason looked down at his father. "You're making quite a mess on my floor," Jason said, and Sheldon flew upward, taking a big step toward the bedroom door before registering what Jason had said. He looked back and saw a small puddle of his juice on the floor beside Jason's bed. Then he notice Jason, sitting up in bed, and stroking his still rock hard cock in full sight of his father. Without breaking eye contact, Jason reached down to the puddle of precum his father had made on the floor and scooped some up on the end of his finger. He brought it to his lips where he rubbed it in like lip gloss, then ran his tongue over his lips. "Mmmm," he said. "Tastes just like mine, but a little saltier." Sheldon stammered for a moment. "You knew I was..." "Yeah, dad. It's okay. I mean, if it's okay with you." Without needing any more encouragement, Sheldon came back to the bed and in one swift motion he dove toward his boy's crotch and engulfed his son's small prick in his mouth. Jason moaned loudly, and fell back on the bed. "Dad, turn around so I can play with your dick too," Jason panted. Sheldon twisted his body without losing contact with his son's cock, not wanting to waste another drop of Jason's precious liquid. Jason came face to face with his father's sizeable dick, the piss slit at the end of it slightly opened, the mass of his cockhead was so engorged with blood that it was nearly hard enough to cut diamonds. About every five seconds a new drop of clear fluid would appear, stretch out to a long strand, then break, and a drop of liquid would fall away, to be replaced shortly by another. Jason laid his head back and opened his mouth, not taking his dad's boner into his mouth, but just relishing the drops of juice as they fell away from Sheldon's piss slit and directly onto Jason's tongue. Sheldon ran his tongue all over his boy's cock, relishing the taste of his young son's virgin pole. Jason didn't leak as much as he did, but he still produced quite an amount of precum for a 12 year old. Sheldon watched as it accumulated at the top of Jason's cock, then when enough had formed to start to roll down the side of Jason's cockhead, Sheldon would lean in and lick it up. Jason would buck his hips every time his dad did this. It didn't take long for Jason's virgin body to reach the pinnacle of sexual satisfaction. Jason craned his neck up and took the head of his dad's cock into his mouth. He felt his dad go down on his own cock, and just as Sheldon's lips reached the hairy base of Jason's young boy cock, Jason started to shoot. Sheldon sucked his boy's cock, creating a powerful suction and reveling in every shot that flew from his boy's dick in ropes of creamy, fresh, young cum. At the first taste of his son's cream, Sheldon let loose with his own torrent of sperm. It came out in a rush, the orgasm so powerful that Sheldon could barely manage to remain on his hands and knees without collapsing onto his boy and crushing him. Jason loved it. He covered his dad's fat grown-up cockhead with his young boy lips, and ran his tongue over his dad's piss slit as the cum poured out of it. Every drop of it rolled over Jason's tongue, and he savored it. He drank from his daddy's cock, sucking and licking the piss slit as the same juice that had made Jason poured out. He drank, like a baby drinks from it's mother's breast, sucking and slurping at the head of Sheldon's cock, sucking down every last drop that spewed forth from the tip of his daddy's dick until it was dry. The two of them sat up in bed and embraced. A new day had dawned, and a new relationship was about to begin. Comments can be directed to dwight_higgins2000@yahoo.com.