Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2005 10:18:22 -0600 From: Xavier Subject: Home to Ryan #4 This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his teenaged 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 me in the Authors section under Xavier L. Please feel free to email me with comments at xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk. Home to Ryan #4 by Xavier L Later that day I had to drive Ryan to a soccer game. We held hands as we drove. Occasionally I would brush up and down Ryan's bare leg enjoying the feel of his skin. And the tease. Soon Ryan's fingers were tracing small circles on my inner thigh. I was getting hard quickly as his circles got closer and closet to my groin. "That's just cruel," I said, smiling. Ryan laughed and said: "I guess you're right." He opened my zipper and fished out my cock and started to stroke me, a sly smile painted on his face. Luckily we weren't on a busy road, because I don't think I could handle both traffic and Ryan's hand on my throbbing dick. Ryan then shocked me as his head pushed my arm up and went into my lap. I could feel his lips wrap around my cock as he teased my rod with his tongue. "Oh gawd," I said as Ryan's tongue hit a spot that made my whole body go weak. Ryan kept working on my dick. I pulled over into a secluded area and then lay the seat back. I undid my pants and pushed them down freeing my cock and balls. Ryan's hand came up and started massaging my balls as his mouth went up and down my hard shaft. I ran my fingers through his hair as he continued to love my cock, his warm mouth working wonders. He began kissing the skin of my treasure trail and followed up to my navel. He then made small circles around it with his tongue and traced a wet line back down to my crotch where he deep throated himself making me grab the sides of my seat as ecstasy washed over my body. I could feel myself approaching orgasm, so I put my hand on his head and urged him on. His head began to rapidly rise and fall onto my cock as I began to pump up and down with my hips, his throat meeting each of my upward thrusts. As he swallowed his saliva, his muscles would tighten around my cock, bringing me closer. My breath was now hard to catch, and it felt like there was so much pressure building up that my whole body would explode. I no longer had the power to move. All my awareness shifted to my dick and the warm and moist cocoon it was buried in. I once again was gripping the seat beneath me and then I felt the pressure building to a nexus and then powerfully releasing as my cum shot out into my son's mouth. He continued riding my dick with his face until he had milked me dry. When he was done, he leaned back over into his seat, looked at me and smiled and said: "Well, we don't want to be late do we?" and then laughed. He was checking himself in the visor's mirror while I pulled my wits back together and got my pants and underwear back up. I pulled the chair back up and pulled back onto the road. "Fuck son!" Adopting a look of innocence, he replied: "What, did I do something?" "Nothing wrong that's for damn sure!" We both laughed. Ryan played an awesome game, scoring some major goals for his team. It could be a father's pride, but I know they won because of him. I rarely took my eyes off of his ass the entire time he played. He looked so hot in his soccer uniform, his muscular legs appearing chiseled. Every so often I would see him look over at me, wink and smile. Other times his face showed the complete concentration of a great athlete. This was an important game, so his teammates wanted to celebrate. I told him to go have fun and I'd see him at home. He surprised me with a kiss on the cheek before he ran off to join his mates. It was a lonely drive back home, but I was happy he was out enjoying himself. Later that night I was sitting in the living room watching TV when Ryan came in the front door. "Hi Dad!" "Hey son! That was a great game today!!" He was beaming, "That was awesome. We creamed them!" "You sure did! Did you have fun after the game?" "Yeah. We went for pizza and then went to Billy's house. They have a tight rec room." His teenage vocabulary made me chuckle. "I'm glad to hear it." He came over and stood between my legs. I could see the front of his shorts began to stick out. "So, do I get a prize?" "A prize? Hmmmmm. Let's see. . . " I said, tugging his shorts down. "What kind of reward would you like I wonder," I offered playfully while slowly sliding his underwear down, his dick springing up. "Gee, I don't know. How about a nice, tight hole to put it in?" he offered. I looked up at him understanding what it was he wanted. I smiled and then pulled him forward. He braced himself against the wall with his hands as he leaned forward, his cock stabbing toward my face. I opened my mouth and took him into me making sure to coat his dick with a lot of saliva. I enjoyed the feel of his young rod in my mouth. After a few moments of my attention, he pulled out and backed away, kicking off his shorts and underwear and standing there with just his shirt on. "Assume the position Dad." I slowly stood up and undid my pants, Ryan's eyes examining me closely. I let my jeans drop to the floor. Soon followed my boxers, and I kicked them both off as he had. Ryan moved into me and began kissing me. I tore away from his mouth and started kissing on his neck, then down his chest and slowly continuing downward as I lowered myself onto my knees. I took him into my mouth once again. I stopped and turned around, bending over and supporting my torso on the couch cushions as Ryan likewise knelt on the floor and moved into position behind me. I got excited as I felt his cock pressing at my hole. "This is a good prize I think," he said, entering me. As his cock slid past my anus, I could feel that familiar electricity spreading out within me. I had to concentrate to relax as he finished burying his rod inside of me. His hands began rubbing my back as he allowed me to get used to his meat. He began to slowly pull back and then push forward, my ass accommodating him more each time. When it was easier to slide back and forth, he began fucking me harder, his hands on my shoulders as he picked up speed. A couple of times he actually pulled all the way out and had to reinsert himself as his momentum increased. Soon he was crashing into me. I could hear him grunting as he started pounding my ass. His hands were now on my hips. I marveled at his stamina as I began to jack myself off in time with his thrusting. He pounded my ass without slowing down and then his grip became even firmer. I began moving back and forth with him, slamming backward as he thrust into me, burying himself as far as he could. It didn't take long before he was almost lifting himself off of the floor as he drove himself into me deeper and then exploded into my ass. I came shortly after he did, while he was still hard and inside of me. I tightened my ass muscles making his dick shoot more of his load. He lay his chest on my back while he finished emptying, his arms wrapped around me, his breath tickling my skin. "Yeah, that was a GREAT prize!" I heard him say softly. Yes, there will be a part 5.