Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2008 20:05:57 -0600 From: Xavier Lancaster Subject: Hidden Treasure #3 Hidden Treasure #3 by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his teenage boy. 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 toward the bottom under Xavier L. 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. I made our order for pizza and watched as Kyle came into the living room wearing only his boxers. He plopped down on the couch as I hung up the phone. I admired his body from the kitchen area. I was jealous of his good looks, but at the same time, my dick was beginning to stiffen. With the pizza on its way, I didn't want to start anything. I forced myself to stay in the kitchen doing things because I knew if I sat near him, clothes were coming off. FINALLY the pizza came! He wanted to sit in the living room and eat. I sat next to him, and we put the pizza on the other side of him. I reached across him and grabbed a piece and began eating. We ate in silence I think because the tension was so strong between us. You could feel it in the air. I was ready for another piece. Of pizza too. I started to reach for another slice, but I slowly rubbed against his crotch instead. He looked at me with his deep blue eyes, and I rubbed his dick through his boxers again. My cock was swelling. I shoved down my shorts, grabbed the back of his head and said: "I think you need some sausage with that pizza." I lowered his head to my groin and savored his immediate licking of my rising meat. Once he had me good and hard, I got off the couch and signaled for him to get on his knees. He sank to his knees, his tent obvious. He swallowed my cock, and I grabbed his hair as I began humping his face. I desperately wanted his hole again, and when I could take it no longer, I pulled back and told him to bend over the couch. He did as I asked, and I quickly moved in behind him. He still had his boxers on. I noticed they were a bit older, and I decided pulling them down and off would be more time than I wanted. So I reached forward and ripped open the back of his boxers. He jumped a little as he heard the ripping fabric. As soon as I had ripped them all the way open, I guided the head of my dick into his ass which was still lubed from our previous fucking. Once I was barely inside, I rammed my cock forward. "Daddy!" he almost screamed in pleasure as I buried my cock inside his hole. I made a few long thrusts, and then I was raising up on my feet. I grabbed his shoulders and began pounding his tight ass. When I heard him moaning, I said "Yeah, Kyle take that dick boy!" I was so filled with lust I wanted to see his face as I fucked him. I pulled out and told him to sit on the couch. As soon as he sat down, I grabbed his and thrust them into the air, resting his legs on my shoulders. I ripped his boxers the rest of the way and then reinserted my dick and picked up to the same speed as before. I looked at his face, saw his eyes clothed, and his mouth open. Occasionally he was licking his bright red lips as I pounded him. I suddenly was filled with the desire to kiss those lips. I don't know why, but I wanted to. I shoved my dick all the way in which made him moan louder. I grabbed his head and pulled him to my mouth and thrust my tongue into his open mouth. He kissed me back hungrily, his arms wrapped around my neck. Then I broke our kiss, grabbed some pizza and held it to his mouth. He bit a mouthful off viciously as I performed slow, deep, long thrusts: I would pull backward until my dick almost popped out, and then I would slam it back in. It was difficult to fuck him and kiss him in this position, so I pulled away. I swung him around so he was on his back. As I got onto the couch, he instinctively raised his legs, pulling them backward with his hands. "Yeah, Kyle! Give me that tight fucking hole!" I said as I repositioned myself and rammed my dick into him. We returned to kissing. After a while I stopped pounding him and returned to French kissing him. But this time I grabbed his dick and started stroking him. After a few moments I broke our kiss. I pulled out and lay down on the floor. He slid off the couch to join me on the ground. "Sit on my dick, son. I want to watch you fuck yourself with my cock, boy." He straddled my lower body and then impaled himself on my rock hard pole. I rested my hands on his hips as he began raising and lowering himself on his dad's meat. "Yeah! Fuck yourself!" I lifted my pelvis up as he slammed his ass up and down on my cock moaning "Yes, yes, YES!" I spit in my hand and grabbed hold of his young meat. His head turned toward the ceiling, his mouth agape, as he continued fucking himself. I was getting close, and I started pumping up as he came down, driving my rod deeper inside him. "Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me!" he yelled as he picked up speed. I started stroking him faster while he continued ramming my cock inside his hole. He continued riding me until I was unloading in his hole. He was close as well, and so he kept fucking himself. I had to stop him since I was so sensitive now it was almost painful. He sat down all the way on my cock as I increased my stroking speed. Soon he was shooting his boy juice onto my chest. When his orgasm slowed down, he leaned toward me, and I pulled him down to kiss him. We lay together until after my dick shrunk and slid out of his hole. Finally my back was hurting, and so we sat down on the couch, our naked legs intertwined while we ate more food and watched the TV until bedtime. I slept like a baby, got up and showered and then headed into the kitchen where I could hear Kyle doing some dishes. I entered the kitchen and said good morning before I saw him. He was standing bare-assed at the sink. "Morning Daddy!" he said enthusiastically. I moved behind his bare body and hugged him close, wrapping my arms around his chest. "What a beautiful sight to wake up to!" I whispered in his right before I gave it a playful bite. "I didn't want to waste any time," he said, as his hand moved around behind him and began rubbing my swelling dick. "Really? You want some dick for breakfast, huh?" "Mmmmmhmmmm," he answered as he moved both hands behind him and starting pushing my boxers down. I unwrapped my arms from around him, shoved my shorts all the way down, and stepped out of them, kicking them to the side. I pressed against him, our naked bodies generating massive heat already. "Give it to me Daddy! Please!" he begged. I lowered my hand to my dick and guided it to his hole. "I don't know if I can do it without lube though." "I already put some in, Daddy." Fucking A! I thought. "You want Daddy's meat pretty bad then!" "Yes, Daddy," he sighed pushing backward so that he fed his ass my cock. "Well, let's not disappoint that fine ass of yours then," I said ramming the rest of my meat into him. I started slowly fucking him as I turned his face toward me to the side so we could kiss as I slid my cock back and forth in his young hole. As always, though, he had some way of unleashing every ounce of pure lust within me. Soon it was no longer possible to slowly fuck him. I pulled out of him and guided him to the dining room table. I bent him over the table and quickly reentered him. At one point I was fucking him so hard, I started to wonder if the table would break beneath us! It didn't but it did slowly creep across the floor. I didn't let it break my pace, though, not even when it finally was against the wall. When the table pushed the chairs against the wall, I started rabbit fucking him. He moaned loudly and was chanting "Yes, yes, yes!" as my meat slammed into him repeatedly. As my orgasm grew nearer, I had to change to short thrusts. "I'm gonna cum in your hole, son." "Give it to me Daddy!" he moaned, his ass muscles tightening around my cock. A few seconds later I was practically screaming "Fuck!" and then my body shivered as my load exploded into my boy's tight ass. After a while, I pulled out of him and gave him a light slap on his ass. I looked at the clock and realized it was time for him to go to school. He ran to his room and got dressed quickly while I washed off my dick and then stuffed some of his stuff into his backpack. When he came out of his room, we embraced in a goodbye hug. We began kissing when his tongue slipped past my lips. I kissed him back hungrily as I felt his hands slide down my bare back and then move to my groin where he began slowly rubbing my dick. I moved my a hand to his crotch and found that he was still hard, or hard again, from our earlier. . . session. I moved my hands to his belt and slowly unbuckled it. His breathing became faster and his kissing more urgent. Next I undid his pants and let them fall as I shoved his boxers down revealing his wood. "I think maybe you're too ill to go to school today," I said as he stepped out of his pants and underwear. "Yeah?" he asked. "You seem to have a fever," I replied as I sank to my knees in front of him. His blue eyes looked down at me in anticipation as I first slowly inserted the head of his cock into my mouth a couple of times, and then I felt his knees almost buckle as I took his whole meat into my throat. I slowly blew him as his hands rested on my head. After a few moments of that, I released his young flesh and began working on his hairy sac. Again he almost lost his balance. When I was done with his balls, I released him. I got up and moved to the couch and lay down on my back. I signaled for him to come over. He started to move into position to suck me off, but I stopped him. "No, it's your turn to get off. You're going to fuck my mouth." I scooted down, putting my legs over the arm of the couch. Kyle got into place with his crotch hovering over my face and then slowly lowered his wet dick into my mouth. He started out slowly lowering his dick and then slowly retracting it. Every so often he would surprise me by shoving it all the way in. I would gag, but I just forced myself to go even further until my lips were pressed into his pubes. He seemed to know when to pull back so I could breathe. He did this for what seemed like forever, but then finally he was picking up speed until my head was bouncing on the couch as he fucked my face. After a while of this, he suddenly stopped and pulled out of my hot mouth. I watched him move off the couch and motion for me to move closer to the edge. As I did he stripped out of his shirt and socks so he was completely naked. When my head was on the edge, he lifted one leg up onto my body, braced himself against the couch and continued where he left off. He was now to the point where every thrust sent his cock all the way into my throat. I put my hand on his taut hamstring as he plowed my throat. His dick seemed to get thicker and his movements more rigid, so I figured he was getting ready to give me his jizz. Sure enough he started grunting soon after, and I put my other hand on his ass and squeezed his cheek and leg. He seemed to sink into me more, and a few thrusts later I tasted the 1st salty volley of his load. I tugged on him so that his rod slid the rest of the way in as I continued to milk his bone. When he pulled out of my mouth, I reluctantly let him go, and he sat on the floor still trying to catch his breath. I moved up on the couch and reached out with a foot and rubbed his nipple with my toes. He smiled at me and moved up to the couch where his head slipped in between my legs, and I felt his lips working over my sac. I ran my fingers through his hair as he gently worked my nuts. When Kyle released them, he looked at me, flashed a wide grin, and then I watched my throbbing cock slowly disappear into his mouth. "Maybe you need to miss the whole week!" I joked as I spread my legs and turned my attention to enjoying my son's throat.