Date: Thu, 01 Mar 2007 21:38:03 -0700 From: Xavier Subject: Flying High #3 Flying High #3 by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his minor 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). 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.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk. We spent more time on the beach. Randy was so much fun to watch as he frolicked in the green waves. We headed back to the room as the sun began to dip lower toward the ocean's caress. We rinsed off at the showers at the beach and then went to our room and changed clothes. While he struggled with getting his hair under control to his liking, I stood out on the balcony. As I looked around at the scenery, I also noted that the configuration of the rooms meant we had total privacy on the balcony. Well, from other rooms. The only people who could see anything would have to be on the beach and specifically looking up, and then the cement that formed the balcony would block anything too interesting. I smiled at this. We headed down to the hotel restaurant for dinner. They place was lit for ambiance, which also meant more privacy. We sat at our table which was covered with green cotton cloth. The table was small enough for intimacy. A very romantic spot which would serve us well I thought. After leaving our appetizers, the waiter headed off. I lowered my hand to his thigh. He looked up at me, and I winked. I slowly ate with my right hand while my left hand began rubbing his crotch through his slacks. His leg pressed against me firmly in response. I very slowly maneuvered my hand to his zipper and then carefully lowered it. He looked a little panicky, so I whispered it would be OK. I inserted my fingers into the open fly and entered his boxers and rubbed his dick. I had to pull my hand out rapidly when I saw the waiter approaching our table but was careful to not be too obvious about anything. He took our plates and said he'd be back with our salads. I was too horny to wait, and so I said we'd be back shortly, indicating my son had to go to the restroom. Randy zipped his pants up, and I readjusted his hard-on as well as mine, and we headed to the men's room. There were only a few stalls, so I selected the one farthest from the door. We both entered the stall, and I had Randy undo his pants and lower his underwear as well. I stroked his cock a few times before having him sit down. I then opened up my fly and fished my straining dick out. I moved in close to the toilet and steadied myself with a hand against the cool tile wall as my son's lips wrapped around my dick. "We don't have time for a slow one, so let's speed things up," I instructed him quietly. He obeyed instantly rapidly bobbing on my cock. "Jack yourself off son," I added. Somehow it was even hotter to watch his little hand working his tool and his throat massaged my rod. I grabbed his head and guided him to work faster. I fought the urge to grab a fistful of his hair and fuck his face. As he worked my meat, I bit my lower lip to keep from moaning loudly. His rhythm was interrupted suddenly, and I opened my eyes to see his body shivering. I looked down and saw his white cream oozing onto his fingers. "Put it on Daddy's," I said, straining to make sure no one else had come in the bathroom. I watched him smear his jizz onto my saliva-covered dick. He stared at it unsure he wanted to stick his mouth on the sticky fluid. I grabbed his head and pulled him close, and he admitted my cock into his mouth once more. The thought of him sucking his juice off my dick was too much, and in a few seconds I was adding my load to the mix. Even after our earlier sessions, I shot a huge load into his hungry mouth. When he sucked all the cum from my dick, I pulled out and zipped back up. He grabbed some tissue and wiped his hand off and then his groin. He flushed the toilet and got dressed again before we headed back to our table. When we sat down, I leaned over to him and praised him at which he positively beamed. After a delicious meal and dessert, I headed back to the room while he stopped in the kids' area and played video games for a while. I stripped off all my clothes and wrapped myself in the white terry cloth robe the hotel makes available. I once again went out to the balcony. As I turned I noticed a papasan chair which elicited another wicked smile. I confirmed our complete privacy which was enhanced by the moonless night. I returned to our bed, put the lube in my pocket and turned on the TV as I waited for my son. When he came in, he pounced on the bed next to me. He cuddled up against me, and I kissed his head. I held him simply enjoying our closeness for a while. "Why don't you get comfortable, son?" I suggested. I watched as he removed all of his clothes, except for his boxers. As he was returning to the bed, Fate smiled upon me and there was a noise outside. Randy was curious enough to go check it out. While he peered over or balcony, I prepped my hard cock with the lube and then joined him outside. The air was comfortably warm. I embraced his bare torso. "What is it?" I asked. "I think someone's drunk." "Ahhh," I said. I slid my hands down his sides and lowered his boxers. I could feel him tense up. "It's OK. I checked. No one can see us." I ran my hands up and down his bare body, every so often coming into contact with his cock. I took him by the hand and turned him around. I bent down and my tongue entered his mouth as I kissed him passionately. I led him to the papasan chair, and I sat down. He kicked off his underwear as I undid the robe revealing my waiting cock. He smiled at me and started to kneel down. "No, no. Sit on Daddy's lap this time." He looked a little perplexed but turned around and started to sit. I positioned my cock and guided him slowly down until my dick was pressing against his hole. "Ohh!" he said, understanding what I had planned. He steadied himself against me as he slowly impaled his ass on my rod. He seemed a little looser, perhaps from our earlier fucking, but it still took some time for him to be able to descend on my pole. When his ass was finally resting against me, my dick completely buried in his ass, I pulled him back so that he sat more deeply in my lap. As he rested against me, I shifted so my cock was angled better. Damn it felt so good to be inside my boy! I grabbed hold of his dick and slowly stroked it which caused his ass to tighten its grip on my cock. I couldn't hold my moan. After my dick had spent some time in his hole, I had him sit up and begin to slowly fuck himself on his daddy's dick. He pulled up, and I would stop him before my cock fell out of his ass, and then he would slowly sit back down, his ass once again swallowing my hard flesh. He continued until he was able to go faster. Then I began thrusting up as he was sitting down. I couldn't take this, though. It was torture to not pound his ass! I had him stand up, my cock twitching as it popped out of his hole. "What's a matter?" he asked, a little nervous. I stood up and then bent down and swept him into my arms. "I need to fuck you harder Randy!" I rapidly carried him to our bed and set him down. I tossed the robe off of me, pushed his legs up and reinserted my cock into his tight ass. I leaned in as I thrust forward and once again fucked his mouth with my tongue. I could taste the chocolate from his dessert as our tongues intertwined. I released him, looked deep into his blue eyes and said "I love you so much! I need to get inside you deeper, son!" With that I leaned back and again removed my cock from his ass. I turned him over onto his stomach. As I climbed onto the bed, I said "Open up for Daddy!" His small hands reached back and spread his ass cheeks apart. As soon as some of my cock had entered him, I smothered his body with mine and rammed the rest in. I immediately began pounding his small ass, thrusting his body into the mattress as my cock filled his hole. He moaned as I rammed his tight ass. The springs were creaking slightly as I felt my orgasm building, and then, sooner than I had thought, I exploded into my boy's ass. I left my dick inside of him until it shrank. When I pulled out, he turned over, a big smile on his face. I grinned and kissed him briefly on his lips and then kissed down his body until I had his small hard-on in my mouth. He began wildly pumping his cock in my mouth right away, and so it seemed it only took seconds before his juice was flowing into my mouth. I sucked on his nut sac before milking him dry. We then climbed under the sheets, cuddled and fell asleep. In the morning, Randy lay on top of the bed naked reading a comic while I watched the news wrapped in my robe. When there was a knock at the door, I opened it to find a very handsome teenage boy from room service bringing in our breakfast. I let him in without thinking. As I entered the room and grabbed my wallet to get him a tip, I caught him almost staring at Randy. A wicked idea sprang to life in my mind. I walked around him so I was blocking his retreat. "He's pretty hot, huh?" The server almost jumped out of his skin! "Wha? I . . . I . . . " "It's OK," I said reassuringly as I moved in closer, almost pinning him against the armoire. I looked at his badge. "Todd is it?" "Yyyess, sir," he stammered. I smiled at him broadly. "You're pretty hot yourself." His face flushed red. I noticed his deep green eyes as I moved in closer. "Well, I have a tip for you, but I think I'll add a bonus," I said. "Sir?" he asked cautiously. I don't know what gave me this sudden sense of boldness, but I reached down and brushed his crotch with my fingers. I moved them around until I found the outline of his bulge. He started to move away, and so I deftly undid his zipper and slipped my hand inside the fly and began rubbing his stiffening cock through his underwear. "You want to make your customers happy, don't you?" "Ummm . . . " was all he managed before I slipped my fingers into the fly of his boxers and started rubbing the skin of his hardening flesh. "Of course you do," I answered for him. I removed my hand and began undoing his belt. "How old are you?" I asked, trying to distract him a little. "Sixteen." His pants dropped to the floor. As I lowered his boxers, I asked "I bet you can go at it all night then. What time do you get off work?" "Three," he breathed as my hand brushed against his rod while lowering his boxers. "Got plans?" "No, sir." "Good," I answered, smiling as I rubbed the tip of his cock. "Come back here, and there's plenty of fun to have." "I don't know . . . " he began. I smiled as I sank to my knees. He watched me, eyes wide as I opened my mouth. I smiled once again while looking at him and then flicked my tongue against his piss slit. He shivered. I looked at his dick now more closely. He had a nice bush of dark brown hair encircling his rod, and his cock looked bigger than mine! I licked my lips and then slid his hard dick into my mouth. His skin was still scented by the soap from his morning shower. I slowly savored the silky skin of his swollen cock for a few passes and then released his dick. I looked up to see his eyes closed in ecstasy, his hands gripping the armoire for support. I then moved my lips to his large balls and sucked on them. Again he shivered, and this time a moan escaped his lips. I slid my hands up the back of his thighs. His legs were well toned. I grabbed a hold of his tight ass cheeks and then thrust his cock down my throat. His knees almost buckled. "Why don't you lay down? Let's make you more comfortable." He scooted across the floor, his legs entangled in his clothes and lay down on the bed. I took his shoes off and then removed his pants and boxers. I spread his legs and then looked up to see Randy sitting there on the bed watching everything. I shoved Todd's crisp white shirt up past his chest. He had a rockin' body! His pecs were small but well defined, and he had a 6-pack. "Randy, why don't you suck on his nipples while I work his impressive dick?" I suggested. Todd's head shot up as Randy moved into position. I watched as his head lowered to Todd's nipple and began sucking on it. As I watched him work our new friend's nipples, I got another idea. "Randy, why don't you have a taste of this before I finish him off?" Randy walked on his knees until he was at Todd's crotch. I watched eagerly as his mouth took a portion of the teen's cock. I let him bob on it a few times before directing him to the large balls. Randy went down on the hairy sac, and I returned to the big dick. Todd thrust his legs wide apart. I deep throated him and then picked up the pace. I could hear his fingernails scraping the bed covers. His breathing changed rapidly, and surprisingly he didn't take long at all to explode. I greedily swallowed his salty cum. I slowly continued working his dick until I had coaxed out most of his load. When I finally released his cock, Randy stopped working the boy's nuts. I bent down, picked up his clothes and offered them to him. "After work?" I said, almost stating it as a fact rather than a query. He blushed fiercely as he dressed. He muttered thanks softly as he picked up the bill. "I need to sign that still," I said. I signed the bill and included some money for his tip. He thanked me again and headed for the door. "We'll be waiting until 3:30," I said. He nodded and then made his escape. When I looked at Randy, he was grinning broadly, and I found myself joining him in his unmasked glee.