Date: Fri, 15 Oct 2004 14:42:07 -0500
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Grant's Gift #4

Grant's Gift #4
by XavierL

This fictional story involves consensual sex between a father and his minor
sons.  The usual comments and warnings apply.  If you have a hard time
separating reality from fantasy, you probably shouldn't read this story.

You may send feedback to xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk.  Always nice to
hear from readers. ;-)

The next day I had to run an errand into town.  I desperately wanted to
take 1 of the boys with me, pull off the road and . . . savor them, but it
was evening and everyone was home working on homework, etc.  So I asked
Drake and Grant to keep an eye on Steph while I went into town.  Drake was
now calling me Dad, and he was such a sweet kid.  He was happy to help out.
So off to town I went.

As I drove the images of my boys both servicing my dick and the feel of
Grant's tight ass massaging my cock was more than I could ignore, so I
pulled over and jacked off to my mental image of Grant's blonde head going
up and down as he rode my cock and the cornsilk feel of Steph's hair
beneath my hand as he blew his brother.

When I got home the house was pretty quiet.  I went to check on Grant and
Drake first.  They were sharing Grant's room.  It seemed awfully quiet as I
approached their room, so I gently opened the door and immediately found
out why.  As the door slowly opened, I could see Drake's legs going over
the edge of Grant's bed.  With his dark hair, there was no mistaking whose
parts belonged to whom among the boys.  As the door opened further, I
noticed Grant's golden hair moving up and down over Drake's lap and could
hear them both softly moaning.  I opened the door a tad bit more, and found
Grant and Drake locked in a 69 position, Grant laying on top of Drake's
slightly bigger body.  Grant's eyes opened briefly, and he noticed me
staring at them through the door.  He kind of smiled at me and then went
back to work on Drake's dick.  I had noticed before that Drake had a nice
basket, but unfortunately Grant was greedily devouring his dick, and I
could see nothing of what he was enjoying.  I went ahead and closed the
door, not wanting to interrupt them while fighting the temptation of
joining them.  I didn't know who had got into who's pants first, so me
joining might cause a lot more harm than good.

I didn't know if Stephen was in there with them, so I went by his room.  He
was laying on top of his bed wearing his little white underwear, reading a
book.  He looked up and smiled as I entered the room.  "Hi Daddy!"

"Hey Steph, how's it going?"

"Good.  I'm reading a good book."

"Sounds good."  I sat down next to him on his bed and began to lightly rub
his back.  Steph had always enjoyed having his back rubbed or scratched.
One of the few ways he would let you be affectionate with him when he was
younger.  Of course that had certainly changed!  My hand slowly slid over
his super soft skin, caressing his sides and the contours of his young
body.  He had a very pleased expression on his face, his eyes closed as he
enjoyed his rub.  I looked back at his body, admiring it, when I glanced at
his ass.  Those perfect cheeks in their cotton covering.  Perfect little
mounds.  I remembered how it felt to have my finger in that hole.  I became
aware of how hard my dick had become.  As I rubbed his back, I remembered
the sight of Grant 69'ing Drake, of that first night he and I made love.
Steph's ass beckoned me.  My raging hard-on twitched with its urgency to
unleash its load.

"Say Steph," as I continued to rub his back, "Wanna have some fun?"

His eyes opened quickly, and his grin was huge.  "Just you and me?"

"Yes, just you and me."

"YES!"  he exclaimed as he sat up in bed.

"OK, wait here.  I'll be right back."  I headed for my bedroom.  I had made
up my mind.  Tonight I was going to fuck my youngest.  I grabbed the lube
from my night stand and practically ran back to Steph's room.  He was lying
on his bed on his back, stroking himself through his underwear, his
erection forming a small tent.  I closed his door and put his desk chair in
front of it.  I didn't want anyone disturbing us.

I hurried over to Steph's bed, rapidly stripping my clothes off.  When I
got to Steph, I immediately planted my mouth over his and invaded his mouth
with my tongue.  He kissed me back furiously, responding to my passion.  I
slid my hand into his underwear and played with his dick and balls while I
kissed him.  My cock was pulsating so strongly I thought I could hear it.
I stopped kissing him and looked him deeply into his eyes.  "You know I
love you Steph, right?"

"Yes, Daddy.  I love you too."

"Tonight will be special."

My baby boy's eyes returned my intense gaze.  I got up and walked to his
feet, leaned over his legs, grabbing his underwear and yanking them off.  I
yanked a bit too earnestly, and Steph slid toward me some initially.  I
pulled the underwear off of his feet and threw them behind me.  I drank in
the sight of my Steph's tender body.  I spread his legs apart and slid
between them, promptly taking his little member into my mouth.  He was
writhing in ecstasy, his legs moving uncontrollably, his body quivering.  I
stopped and started lubing my dick and then my fingers.  He looked at me
not quite sure what was going on but sensing something was different this
time.

I lifted his legs up, providing me access to his hole.  As I began to suck
him again, I began probing his ass with my lubed fingers.  Steph began
bucking wildly as my fingers penetrated his ass.  When I felt he was
relaxed and opened enough, I set his legs down, looked him in the eyes and
then began to roll him over gently.  He figured out what was about to
happen, and he finished rolling over for me, pulling his legs up underneath
him so his ass was pointing in the air.

I loved the sight of those curves of his young body, the 2 perfect mounds
starting up at me, his little balls visible between his legs.  I positioned
myself over him and then guided the head of my throbbing cock to his tight
little hole.  As soon as the head of my dick touched his anus he started
moaning.  His moaning urged me on and I entered him then, my helmet sinking
into him.  He immediately tightened and I told him to relax, to take deep
breaths and push back.  He followed my instructions.  As I was halfway into
him, I noticed the sheets clenched in his hands.  "Are you OK?" I asked a
bit concerned.

"Oh YES Daddy, YES!"

I smiled.  My brave little man, and then I entered him more.  When I was
almost all the way in, he pushed back into me, his tight ass swallowing the
rest of my shaft.  The intensity almost made me weak.  I slowly pulled back
and then slid back in, taking measured strokes to let my son get used to me
being inside of him.  His moans made it clear he was enjoying himself.  I
rocked back and forth with more urgency now, slowly withdrawing and then
quickly thrusting myself back in, his bed rocking beneath us.  I knew I
wouldn't last long, even though I wanted to stay buried in those cheeks
forever, so I began to fuck with more energy, my body slamming into his
until finally I buried myself as far as I could and exploded into Steph's
ass in wave after wave.

When at last I could cum no more, I regrettably pulled out and lay beside
him, kissing him every so softly.  He looked me in the eyes and said "You
love me."

I smiled, running my hand down his naked back down to run the curves of his
ass.  "Yes, I most certainly do my little boy."  His hand reached up and
began playing with my chest hair, his finger running over my nipples.  He
moved over and laid his head on my chest.  My hand kept exploring his body.
After lying together like that for a bit, Steph's head began descending
down my body, my dick rapidly growing to meet him.  When he arrived at my
groin, he quickly took me into his mouth.  I put my hand on his head and
urged him on.

I then grabbed at his ass and pulled him over until his groin was above me.
I then guided his body until his dick was in my mouth.  As I began blowing
his hard little cock, his intensity picked up on his efforts at pleasing
me.  I moved his little butt up and down helping him fuck my mouth while he
devoured the same shaft that a few moments ago had been firmly buried in
his ass.  I heard him moaning as his body stiffened, and I knew he was
having an orgasm, although he was still too young to make his own milk.
Soon after that I filled his mouth with my own orgasm.

We lay together just cuddling when there was a knock at the door.  "Dad,
are you in there?"  I could hear Grant's voice calling while the knob was
turning back and forth on the door.  "Crap" I hissed.  "Yeah, I'm in here.
I'll be right out."

"What are you doing in there?"

I rolled my eyes and answered back "Uhh, helping Steph with some homework."

"Homework?" Grant began with the interrogation.

"Go boil some water please.  We're having pasta for dinner."

I heard his "OK" as the motion at the door stopped.  I kissed Steph, said
"Thank you son"and then got my clothes back on.  Steph put his underwear
back on and followed me to the kitchen.  I could tell Drake was awfully
nervous.  I wondered if Grant had told him I had seen them earlier, or if
he knew what Steph and I were really doing.  I decided to not address
anything and pretend like nothing had happened.  In either bedroom.

Part #5 coming soon