Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2007 15:04:26 -0800 (PST) From: Paul Frederick Subject: From A Son's Perspective (Gay-Incest) Dad and I were always close. He taught me how to masturbate at an early age. I was so impressed at seeing my dad's naked, erect cock. It was so beautiful. Long and thick. He was cut, like me. I was jealous of his pubic hair because I had none. I felt bad because my erect dick was so small compared to his. He assured me that someday my penis would be the same size as his. Dad and I would often masturbate together in his bed, allowing our cum to shoot all over our tummy and chest. I thrilled to watch dad's cum shoot out of his dick. I wanted to taste it so bad, but I was scared. I didn't want to do anything that might jeopardize our special bond. But I also knew that I wanted more. I knew that from the first time I saw his handsome, hard cock. At night I would pray to God that someday my father would want more than just masturbating with me. It was at the tender age of 10 that my prayer was answered. We were laying in bed naked, masturbating, watching each other stroke our cocks, when I boldly reached over and took his large dick in my little hand and began to stroke it with him. I remember he came so strong. I summoned up my courage to ask him if I could taste his cum. Without saying a word, he took my hand and rubbed it on his chest. He moved my cum soaked fingers to my mouth and I licked each finger until I had licked them all clean. His cum tasted so delicious. Then He moved my hand back onto my cock, put his hand over mine and we stroked my cock together. With Dad's help it wasn't long before I was feeling a stirring in my groin. It spread throughout my body as I shot my little load of cum on my tummy. Dad rubbed his hand in my cum, took his cum soaked fingers and put them in his mouth. It was such an erotic experience for me to see my father licking my cum off his fingers. Again he rubbed his hand over my tummy and offered his fingers to me. I hungrily licked them clean. Then he suggested we get cleaned up and have dinner. We both jumped into the shower. I thrilled to fondling his cock and balls as I soaped him up. Likewise, he thoroughly enjoyed fondling my young cock and balls and especially my ass. Dad paid quite a bit of attention to my little butt cheeks. I was the happiest boy alive because I had the loving hands of my father all over my young, naked body. We dressed and went down to the kitchen for dinner. Not a word was spoken of our intimacy. We acted at the dinner table as though nothing had happened. Later that night Dad came into my room as he always did to tuck me into bed and say goodnight, but instead of turning off the light and leaving my room, he quietly stood by my bed for a minute or two. Without saying a word, he took his clothes off, and crawled into bed with me. I had prayed for this moment, and now that it was here I was so nervous my heart was pounding out of my chest and my hands were shaking. My young body was overwhelmed with sexual energy, and my little dick was harder than it had ever been. Dad held me in his strong arms, pulled me close and whispered, "I love you Son." I could barely talk, but I managed to get out, "I love you too, Dad." He pulled back the covers, pulled my underwear off, then he gently and tenderly moved his hand up my leg. His fingers lightly danced over my balls and cock, up my tummy and then circled around my nipples. It tickled. We both laughed. He put the palm of his hand against my cheek, turning my face toward his. Ever so slowly his lips met mine and we kissed. It was incredible! I had watched enough TV to know how to kiss, so I opened my mouth to let our tongues meet. His tender kisses were warm and inviting. As his desire grew, his kisses became more passionate. As we continued to kiss, he gently took my balls in his hand, caressing them, fondling them. I spread my legs for him. He crawled between my legs, took my cock in his hand, bent down and took me in his mouth. His mouth felt so good on my cock, I thought I had died and gone to Heaven. He grabbed my little butt cheeks with both hands and pushed my hips toward his face to better take my cock and my balls in his mouth. He sucked on me and licked me and played with me for some time. His moans were telling me how much he enjoyed sucking on my little cock. My moans were telling him that I was close to cumming. I got out, "I'm...." before my body went rigid and I felt semen flowing out of my cock and into my father's mouth. He lowered my hips to the bed. He lowered his head onto my tummy and just laid there for a minute. Then he said, "Thank you, Son. I needed that." "You're welcome Dad. Did you like my cum?" "Yes, Son, it's the sweetest thing I have ever tasted." Then he got on his knees, straddled my chest and pushed his cock past my lips and into my mouth. He held my head up so I could suck him easier. As he thrust in and out of my mouth he whispered, "Take it, Son. Take and suck my big cock." I sucked him as good as I could, but I knew it paled in comparison to how good he sucked me. He withdrew from my mouth and rubbed his penis all over my face. It felt so soft and warm and wet against my skin. Then he looked into my eyes and said, "I'm going to come inside you now." Dad reached over to the nightstand to get some lotion, then he placed my legs over his shoulders. He poured lotion all over his cock, then he poured it between my cheeks. His finger played with my hole, making sure I was well lubed. Then to my surprise he pushed his finger up inside me. "How does that feel Son?" "That feels pretty good, Dad." "Do you want more of my finger?" "Yes, I want all of your finger." Dad gave me what I asked for. He slowly finger fucked my ass. "Do you think you're ready for me Son? If not, we can wait." "I am ready for you Dad." With that, Dad removed his finger and placed the tip of his cock against my little hole. Then he gently and lovingly pushed the tip into my ass. He held it there and allowed me to get used to it. Soon I began to relax some, so he pushed a little more of his cock into my ass. There was some discomfort, but there was also incredible pleasure. The emotion that accompanied surrendering my body to my father was overwhelming. Dad pulled out from me, took a pillow and put it underneath my little butt. He said he was doing that so he could penetrate me deeper. He held onto my legs, spread them wide, pushed his cock back inside my ass and fucked me slow. Oh how I loved having my father's cock thrusting in and out of me, loving me, fucking me. My flesh was so tight around his cock that it didn't take long for orgasm to overtake him. "I'm coming! Oh God, I'm coming!" It was so wonderful to hear my dad cry out with pleasure. As he arched his back I could feel each stream of cum as it shot into my ass. I had never felt anything so incredible in all my life. All our mutual masturbation sessions could not compare to the joy of this moment. Dad lay next to me on the bed, spent, satiated, with a big warm smile on his face. I kissed his cheek. He was still incredibly hard so I turned him on his back and straddled him. Fortunately so much of his cum was still inside me that his cock slid in easily as I sat on him. I slowly moved my ass up and down the shaft of his penis. "Dad, so many nights I prayed that you would want to be with me like this." "Then God answered your prayer, Son, because there's nothing I want more than to be with you just like we are right now." "Dad, do I please you? Do I make you feel good inside?" "Yes, Son, I have never felt so good." "Dad, does having sex make us lovers?" 'Yes, Son. You and I are now lovers." "Dad..." "Yes Son..." "Since we're both guys, does this mean we are....?" I didn't finish my sentence, but Dad knew what I meant. "Yes, Son, we are. And isn't it wonderful?" I pushed my ass down on his cock as hard as I could. I never felt anything so pure, so innocent, so warm, so comforting, so loving. I pulled off his cock, laid down on his chest and he held me in his arms. I whispered in his ear, "Oh Dad, it is so wonderful."