Date: Sun, 14 Jul 2013 08:30:52 -0700 From: K K Subject: Kevin's Beautiful Son Chapter 2 This story is 100% fiction and has no basis in anything true or anyone real. All of the charters only live only in my head. Shit! Some of the boys in my head got out and landed in this story, help me catch them! All the Nifty disclaimers and rules apply to this story. You must be 18 or older to read this story. Enjoy! Kevin's Beautiful Son Here's Scotty! I was staring at my beautiful little boy in shock. My boy who had not spoken to anyone in weeks just talked to me? Fuck, he talked to me! "Scott?" I pulled the boy on top of me hugging and kissing in the process. He soaked it up, all of it, and so did I. "You talked to me, Sweetie, you talked to me." I sighed. "Of course, you're my Daddy." I stretched Scott back out on his back again and moved his hair so I could see his cute little face. I was on my side facing him. I kissed him lightly on the lips, he kissed back. I felt small fingers exploring my pubes, nothing sexy, just exploring. My dick was growing fast but I did not want to stop the boy. I did not want him think he was doing something bad. Then I felt his small fingers sliding up and down my shaft. He had my dick head fully exposed and was rubbing my slime all around my gland, again just exploring. I was in heaven! "Daddy?" "Yes, Sweetie." "Will you do another one, it felt nice?" "Sure, do another what?" "Raspberries on my wienie, Daddy." I thought about it for a minute and what's wrong with an innocent raspberry on his wienie, what kid does not like raspberries? I slipped my fingers over his chest, tummy, his skin felt amazing! I found his dick. I gently pinched his long loose foreskin and pulled it a little, Scott giggled. I shook his dick, wiggling the gland that was hiding in the soft sheath, his dick was getting hard. I kissed my way down his body until I was at his center. I kissed all around his dick head taking in the softness and flavor of his skin there. His crotch had more of a clean boy smell rather than soap, I liked his natural smell. I pushed my nose into his sack seeking out the tiny jewels stored there, found them. I gently kissed each contour of his sack. I sucked the soft spots between his balls and leg. His smell was even stronger there. Then I licked the ridge of skin that went from his balls to his tiny butt hole. I tasted his little ass hole, very nice. Scott giggled as I explored him especially when I poked my tongue at his little back door. I kissed each tiny orb again before taking his hard little spike into my mouth. "I like that, Daddy." Scott whispered. "I like it too, Sweetie." I sighed; taking my Son's immature boyhood back into my wanting, wet mouth. Even with his dick hard he had a lot of cover. I let my tongue dance in his foreskin feeling every bit of it, delighted when I hit his tiny piss slit. Scott was quiet, taking in the pleasure of his Daddy's love, moaning softly occasionally. I pursed my lips on his dick and slid firmly down causing Scott's foreskin to roll. He gasped as my tongue tasted his sweet gland for the first time. "Daddy!" Scott sighed, thrusting his pelvis forward, instinct taking over. I cupped his little ass cheeks and worked the boy up and down helping him fuck my face. He grabbed what he could of my hair in his small fingers and pulled. We were both grunting and moaning. Then he started to buck into my face out of control. "Daddy, I'm a scared and I can't stop!" Scott screamed, thrust into orgasm. He held my head tight to his ridged arched body, I could not breath, nor did I care. Then he collapsed. I gently let his twitching sensitive dick fall from my lips and sat up. I moved his hair that was completely covering his red face. His blue eyes were teary. He was staring back at me with a confused look on his face. I stroked the side of his cheek with the back of my hand smiling into his eyes. Scott relaxed and settled in smiling back at me. I leaned in and kissed him softly on the forehead. "Did you like that, Sweetie?" "Yes Daddy, it was nice, do it again." Scott whispered with a playful grin. I kissed his lips again lingering just a bit before kissing back down his body. He kissed back lingering just as long. He giggled as I played with his miniscule nipples, flicking them with my tongue. I raised one of his arms and buried my face in his tiny pit. "That tickles, Daddy, stop!" Scott giggled, forcing his arm back down. "Just relax Baby, try not to let it tickle," I panted, "I want to taste you there." Scott took in some deep breaths and raised his arm. I nuzzled his soft little under arm and he flinched a little but settled down. I started to lick, he was a little salty there, yummy. He giggled a little and squirmed but did not try to get me to stop. Soon I was sucking on his arm pit while playing with his dick. Scott was content with my affections and was breathing softly, as I licked and sucked his little pit. "Do this one now, Daddy." Scott sighed, raising his other little arm. I was jerking him now, rubbing my dick on his legs as I ate his immature boy body. I kept squeezing my dick and slathering his with my pre-cum. My fingers were sliding easily on his slippery dick and I had his gland popping in and out from his tight foreskin. I licked up the side of his face and kissed him on his lips as he thrashed. His face was screwed up and beet red, he was panting. More pre-cum and faster. "Scotty, look at me." I hissed. Scott blinked his eyes open and I moved the hair from his cute little face. I was hovering just inches over his face, our eyes locked. The air was filled with my sexed up smell, my dick wildly rubbing on my son's legs. "Daddy..." Scott sighed out in a long deep breaths "Daddy, you are doing it, Daddy." I could feel him get even harder as my dick exploded and I added cum to the mix on my son's dick. Then his eyes got wide and he started bucking and bucking hard. I could feel his little hot rod pulsing in my fingers. "That's it my sweet little boy, have your cum, Sweetie." I whispered to the child I was on top of. Scott relaxed back into the bed and I rolled to his side facing me. I rubbed his chest softly as he started his decent from orgasm. I moved his hair once again from his face. He turned to me and looked me in the eyes, smiling a huge smile. "You went pee pee on me, Daddy." Scott giggled. "It is not pee pee, Son." I responded, too late. I watched a thin yellow stream leave his dick and splash on my chest. Scott was laughing his ass off, and why not? I started to laugh too and I grabbed the slippery wet boy while he was still peeing. We wrestled playfully in my fucked up, soaked bed. Finally we came to a rest, I had him resting on top of me, his pissed on hair matted to my chest. "I think it is bath time, Sweetie." "Will you go with me, Daddy? Please don't make me go alone." Scott said nervously. "I won't let you take a bath alone, not unless you want to." I said, gently kissing the side of his head, tasting his piss. As I washed him I tried to explain about cum but he did not get it. I told him I would show him later, he could even get it out of me if he wanted. I took the sheets to the laundry. We were talking about what toys and games he liked as I started the washing machine. The older boy that I had seen earlier with his Dad and little brother came in with a basket of clothes, Scott went silent. I watched the boy load the machine taking in each muscle movement, fucking beautiful. Slim with short dark brown hair and brown eyes, extremely long eye lashes. My dick was half hard again. "Hi, I'm Juan, you still doing wash, Mister?" "Last load, you can call me Kevin and this is my son, Scott." "Hey, Scott," Juan said, Scott trying to hide behind me, "my brother is around your age, Buddy." "Come on Scott, come out and greet Juan properly." I said pulling Scott in front of me. "Stick your fist out like this and say hi." Juan was shirtless, just like us and I used the greeting excuse to rub his back and squeeze his shoulder. He pulled away a little but then smiled at me and stepped back. My hand returned to his warm brown skin. "Hi, Juan." Scott whispered. "Hey, Buddy" Juan said, bumping fists before messing my son's hair. Scott looked up to me for approval and I smiled at him and nodded. He smiled at Juan and held the older boys hand on his head and shook his head. They both cracked up. I slipped behind Juan and started rubbing both of his shoulders. He stayed put and I could tell he was enjoying the affection I was giving him. "That feels nice Kevin. How did you know my shoulders were sore?" Juan sighed. "Call me Kev, I just knew." I sighed, "Do you go to school around here?" "I go to J.B., you know John Burroughs," Juan hushed, pushing back a little, "I'll be in the eighth in the fall." "Cool" I continued to rub the young teenager's back and roll his skin in my fingers. Scott had taken his toy car to the floor and was playing. Juan had that certain smell of early puberty to him, I wondered if he could cum. By the way the boy was so willing to let me rub him I was fairly sure I would find out. God, eighth grade, the perfect age for fucking, I had to touch him more. He tensed as I came in close pressing my chest into his back as I started to rub his chest and tummy from behind. He leaned back a little with a sigh. I slid my fingers just under the waist band of his shorts, but then he decided to pull away. I could tell he liked it but was scared. Or was it my hard dick pressing into him that scared him off? "I better get going guys, my dad will wonder why I am taking so long" Juan said nervously, with a slight smile, staring at my tented shorts. "Come over some time, bring your brother." I said lustfully. "Come over and play." Scott chirped. Juan just smiled and left the laundry room without a word. I took Scott's hand and went back to our apartment to get dressed. I combed his hair and helped him brush his teeth. "Let's go, Buddy." "Where, Daddy?" "I'm either going to get you a haircut or buy you a dress!" I giggled, messing his locks. "That's silly, Daddy, I'm a boy!" "Then it is a haircut and a Happy Meal." "Yippee, I love Donalds, Daddy!" Scott nearly exploded with joy when he saw how close we were to the playground. I did too when I saw a couple of boys playing in the water play area in their wet, colorful cartoon briefs. "Hey, Scotty, doesn't that look like fun?" I said, pointing to the two playing boys. Scott just shrugged his shoulders, squeezed my hand, and pulled his body closer to mine. "I'm a scared, Daddy," Scotts voice trembling "you would be with me?" I hoisted him up piggyback and skipped down to the bus stop. Scott giggled and held me tight; I could smell his now familiar Scott smell. It made my dick chub a little. I made horse sounds cracking up the little guy. I set him down by the others waiting at the stop. "I will always be with you, Scott." We climbed onto the bus with the others and as usual it was crowded. I wanted to at least find a seat for Scott. Then I made eye contact with the same black boy from before. He smiled at me and moved his hoodie and basketball from the empty seat next to him. I sat down and stood Scott between my legs. The boy next to me smelled much stronger today, of sweat, fucking awesome smelling kid. He shiftrd around messing under the hoodie in his lap. I could tell he was purposefully pressing his tacky leg into mine. He moved his hoodie and covered both of our legs with it, interesting. I looked at him and he smiled a "go ahead" smile. I slid my hand down, under the hoodie and onto his leg. Shivers shot through my body. His skin was tacky and hot. He did not respond. I rubbed his soft teenage thigh and slid my fingers up the leg of his shorts. I froze when the bus stopped. A few people came and went but no one paid us any attention. The bus took off again and I worked my hand further up the baggy leg of his shorts. He was like a furnace down there and very sweaty. He put his hand on mine over the hoodie and I thought that I had gone as far as I would go with the boy. Instead he pulled my hand further into his crotch and I discovered he had his dick and balls pulled through the fly of his boxers. I pushed the leg open more and had full access to his dick that was only covered by his hoodie, completely out of his leg hole. I felt his balls that were good sized and in a sweaty soft bag. I also felt around his dick to gage where he was at in his puberty, not far along, but could probably cum. I stroked him to full mast gently. Scott looked over but just looked back to the front of the bus, no clue. I knew if I got caught it would mean jail time. My heart is pounding in fear and sexed up excitement. He rested back and looked out of the window as I jacked his dick. I would stop every time the bus stopped. I could tell he was enjoying the extremely risky thing we were doing. Then just before McDonalds stop he went a little ridged and I felt his dick pumping. He was catching his love sauce in his hoodie. I knew I was not the only one to take in the sweet smell of fresh cum as it permeated the stuffy air, but no one seemed to notice. I released him and discretely licked the residual cum from my hand; it was very tangy and tasty. I bet he had only been shooting for real a few months. He shifted around and straightens himself out, smiling at me. I managed to secure my aching, hard dick in the waist band of my shorts, hiding it with my baggy t-shirt. I stood as the bus pulled to a stop. "Donalds!" Scott exclaimed. I looked for some acknowledgement from the teenager I just jerked off, he was just looking out the window. Even with Scott pulling me to the door I had to say something. "Maybe I'll see you on the bus again?" I said, sounding stupid. "That would be cool." Was all he said, not turning to look at me. As the bus pulled away I looked at the young black kid staring at me out of the window. He smiled and waved with just the tips of his long fingers. As we walked I smelled my hand, it held the smell of the kid's sweaty crotch and cum. Normally I would wash my hands before I ate but I decided the food would taste better if I didn't. It was late enough in the day to call the burgers dinner. I watched as Scott chewed with his mouth open. He looked so small and innocent sitting there playing with his Happy Meal prize, kicking his dangling feet. I felt warm inside and loved the boy deeply. I don't know why, we had just met. He looked at me and smiled before taking a big bite. As he started to speak, food was falling from his overstuffed mouth. "Mommy always told me you would come for me one day, Daddy." "Really, she talked about me?" "All the time," Scott said, more food falling, "she said you loved us, and one day you would find us." "Look Scott, if I would have known I..." I stopped short, it was his time and me trying to explain things would just make it more confusing. "I love you, Scott, and we are together, that is all that matters now." "I know, Daddy" Scott said mater of factually, just before he burped. We walked to the hair place, he talked about the cool toys that were being offered in Happy Meals and we decided to get them all. Luckily the place was not crowded. I introduced him to Donna, the same girl who cut my hair. We looked through a book of boy haircuts. He picked several he liked. Soon Donna was helping him into the chair and onto the booster seat. She started pulling and stroking his long blond hair. "How would you like me to cut his hair, Kev?" "Well, Kiddo, what do you think?" I asked Scott. Scott flipped through some of the pages and then closed the book smiling up into Donna's eyes. "Can you do it like, Daddy's?" "Sure I can, Baby." I was honored that he wanted to have the same hair cut and knew it would be awesome to be able to see his face. Without the hair he looked so much better, more like a boy. "There you go Kiddo." Donna said, brushing the back of my boy's neck. Scott kept scratching at his neck as we walked to the bus, holding my hand in silence. I was glad the bus was not crowded and Scott and I had seats near the front. He settled into me and was out. I looked out into the lit up streets and wondered how this came to be, this amazing, beautiful boy who was with me now. I leaned over and kissed his sleeping little head tasting the gel that held up his little blond Mohawk. As I carried him to the apartment I remembered the sheets, shit! I settled him on the couch and dashed for the laundry room. I did not find my sheets but rather a note. Juan had taken care of it. For some reason I was nervous as I knocked on Juan's door. "Si? Oh, Kevin" Juan's Dad chuckled, realizing who I was. Juan interrupted with my sheets folded neatly in his arms, still shirtless. He said something to his dad in Spanish. Whatever it was his dad seemed to be ok with it. "I want to go too, Juan" Juan's cute little brother pleaded. "Dad, I've had him all day." Juan whined. Juan's Dad said something to the little boy in Spanish and the kid started to cry, retreating back inside of the apartment. "No too late." Juan's Dad grunted in broken English, smiling at me. "I hope it is alright if I come over for a while, Kev. I needed to get away from the Pest for a while." "No problem, but we will have to be quiet, Scott is asleep on the couch." We crept silently into my small apartment; Scott was dead to the world even snoring a little. Juan and I chuckled at the sleeping boy. "He's cute, I like his haircut." "I'm glad to be free of that tangled mop he had. So what do you want to watch?" I asked, turning on the TV. "Whatever you want is ok with me," Juan, said as he went into my bedroom with the sheets. I started flipping through the channels not really paying attention. I was wondering what Juan really wanted, did he just want to hang out without his little brother hanging around, or did he want more. I guess I would find out, but either way I was glad to have him over. I landed on CSI. Then I realized that Juan had been gone too long, so I got up to find out what the boy was up to. "There you go, Kev, you're all set" Juan chirped proudly, tucking in the last corned of the sheets. "Wow, you didn't have to do that, Honey," I sighed, "that was sweet of you." "I like to help, it is fun!" Tossing my t-shirt to the pile of dirty clothes, I pulled Juan in for a hug; he hugs back both of us rubbing the other's back, our bare chests pressing in tight. I could defiantly feel Juan's dick chubbing. Juan had a nice smell about him and I could tell that he used deodorant already. I went to the living room and Juan went to the bathroom. He left the door half open and I could hear piss splashing into the toilet. I peeked around but could not see his dick, just the yellow stream. When he was finished I quickly went and sat in my chair. I did not hear the sink. "Good he didn't wash his hands." I said to myself softly. Juan came in and stood by my chair, glancing at the open spot on the couch by Scott's feet, and then back at me. I patted my thigh and Juan smiled moving to me, sitting in my lap, fuck he was so lite. His beautiful brown back was more interesting to look at than the TV, I could tell the kid was tense. "Relax, Juan, just take it easy, honey." I said, massaging his shoulders After a few minutes I could tell the boy was feeling more at ease, even with my dick poking him. I pulled him back and he rested against me. I loved the feel of his bare skin on my chest, sweat formed between us. I pulled the lever and the foot rest came up, Juan relaxed more. I started rubbing his chest and tummy. His head came to rest on my shoulder so I knew he was not watching the TV. I played with his nipples and he moaned softly. Scott made some noise and shifted on the couch. Both of us quickly looked to see if he was awake, he wasn't. We settled back in and I resumed rubbing mostly on his tummy now. I ran my fingers just above the waist band of his baggy shorts. He showed no resistance, I did it again sliding my fingertips slightly under the fabric, still nothing. It was time to be obvious to see if I get a reaction. I slid my fingers about three inches under both waist bands of his shorts and underwear. He sighed. I used both hand to undo his belt and open his zipper. Now with little obstruction I rubbed under his briefs and found his half hard dick, he moaned again. I was surprised that he had no pubes at all but you could tell by the condition of his dick and balls that he was in puberty. His balls seemed heavy and loose, his dick grew, it was abundant and his circumcised head flared. I loved the soft skin that would be home to his pubic hair one day. I gently played with his hard spike and awesome balls for about a half hour before I quietly let down the foot rest and stood us up. "It will be better in the bedroom." I whispered. I took his hand and we walked to my room, he held the waistband of his open shorts so they would not fall. He stretched out in the center of the bed, his brown eyes closed with a slight grin on his face. I worked on a knot on one of his red high-tops eventually freeing his feet. I pulled his socks off and massaged his feet. The smell let me know he had his sweaty feet trapped in the canvas all day, I loved that smell. His toes were long and he wiggled them as I rubbed. Then I ticked a little and his smile got bigger, he pulled his legs up. "You have really nice feet, Juan," I smiled, pulling them back to me, "nice and big." "Size nine, Kev."Juan giggled, proud of his big feet. I reached for the legs of Juan's shorts and started to pull. He grabbed the waist. "What about Scott?" Juan stammered, "What if he wakes up?" "I don't think he will, he is out of it." I said, pulling his shorts off. He had the cutest briefs on, sky blue with red piping, which had quite a tent in them. There was a small little wet spot at the tip of his dick. I reached into my shorts and my boxers were soaked at my dick head, I squeezed a little while adjusting my dick, I better keep it cover for the first time with Juan. I lifted the front of his briefs so his dick would not get caught and gently pulled them off. I pressed the crotch to my face and smelled the damp cotton deeply, Juan giggled. Dropping the underwear into my night stand by Trevor's sock, I started to rub his body from head to toe. He felt amazing to touch. He closed his eyes and soaked up the special sexual attention I was giving him. I slipped my fingers in the sweat that held his balls and then slipped them into Juan's mouth. He resisted at first but then took my fingers in and sucked his ball sweat from them. Then it was my turn to take a taste so I leaned in and started to lick and suck his balls, they fit perfect in my mouth. There is nothing quite like taste, sucking maturing hairless balls, sweet! The smell in his crotch was strong but nice, that teen boy sex smell. I can't take it any longer and slide his dick head between my lips, another new and wonderful taste. Juan gasped. I don't think that I have ever tasted two dicks that tasted the same but I love the taste of all dicks. I don't care if it is a dirty foreskin covered beauty or as smooth nearly tasteless helmet. Juan's taste is young and nice, very delicate. I started to really go to town on the kid, I just could not get enough of his sweet dick and balls. He was starting to pant and moan, twitching every once and a while, I had him! I pushed a little bit of my finger up his ass. It was hot, sticky and tight, I pushed a little further, he jumped and squirmed. "Is that okay, Juan?" I said, wiggling my finger gently. "I like that, I do it too." Juan sighed. I pulled my finger out and ran it through the slobber that was ponding around his dick. Then I slid it in all the way. Juan moaned out and pushed his ass against my intrusion. I started to finger fuck his ass, I sucked the shit out of his dick. The youngster was treating me with the taste of his young pre-cum. Fuck! "Kev?" "What is it, Honey?" I slurped. "Stuff came out of my dick the other day." "So, it is supposed to do that." "If you keep doing that I think it will happen again," Juan groaned, "I'm sorry!" His dick started jumping and my mouth was filled with his hot, young cum, not a lot but very tasty. The smell of him filled me as it got stronger. I slipped my finger from his ass and sucked his butt from it, rubbing his tummy with my other hand. Juan's breathing slowed and he relaxed, blinking his eyes open. I looked deep into his dark brown eyes, he smiled. "How was that, did you like hanging out with me?" I giggled smiling. "I better go, Kev, it's getting late." Juan quickly dressed, giggling at my rock hard dick tenting my shorts obscenely, with a large wet spot. Before he left I pulled him in for a hug. "Will you come back, Honey?" It was a sweet hug, nothing sexual but I took advantage and kissed the side of his head. The embrace ended and he walked towards the door. Then he ran back wrapping his arms around my neck, now that was a hug! "I still have to try yours, silly, of course I'll come back." Juan beamed. As soon as Juan left I stripped and sat in my chair and started to jack off staring at Scott. He was like a sweet little Cherub. "It would be better if he was naked" I sighed I moved to the couch and sat at his feet. I pulled his tattered little shoes off and then his socks. His feet were so small compared to Juan's. I gently lifted his feet and planted ten kisses on his toe-tips. I removed his shorts and underwear; we needed to get him some new cloths tomorrow. His dick was hard and I could not resist playing with it. I ever so carefully pulled his arms out of his t-shirt one at a time and then slipped it over his head. He groaned and wiggled a bit but then fell back to slumber. I stared at his exquisite naked body, amazing. "You are so beautiful, Scotty." I whispered, moving to the side of the couch on the floor. I got no my knees and grabbed my dick, I started to jerk off watching my naked son sleep. I could not resist his hard little pole that was standing up for some loving. I took his dick in my mouth and started sucking. "What a perfect time for edging." I hissed. After three time taking myself to the brink, I decided the next time I would let it blow. "Daddy, I have to go pee pee." Scott whimpered,stretching out ridged, yawning with his arms over his head. My forth orgasm subsided as I felt Scott sink back into the couch and his breathing got deeper. Good he was still asleep. I resumed sucking his dick, tonguing his foreskin until it filled out to a hard spike. "Daddy, I have to go pee pee, bad!" Scott whined pushing my head from his dick. "Okay, Sweetie, let's go" I picked him up and carried his to the bathroom. I put him down and steadied him in front of the toilet. He stood there rubbing his eyes when piss started flowing in an arch out of his dick. I quickly grabbed his little wiener and pointed it to the bowel sliding his foreskin back exposing his piss slit; I'll mop the floor in the morning. He was rubbing his eyes and took over on his dick as he became more awake. I rubbed his bottom as he shook off. "Let's go to bed, Sweetheart" I sighed, just hoping the kid would go back to sleep so I could jack off. "But I'm not tried, Daddy" "I know, but it is bedtime" "But I don't have my jammies on." "You don't need jammies any more, Scotty" I got him under the sheets and kissed his lips softly, enjoying his sweet response, kissing me back. I thought about the small couch but decided to climb in with Scott. I could jack off once he was asleep. He squirmed, wormed, and basically fidgeted around. I pulled him so he was half on-top of me his head resting on my shoulder. I rubbed his back and bottom. Feeling my hot bare chest on his was awesome, sweat started to materialize between us. Scott's smell made my dick fill out, I did not care. I felt his small hand slid down to my tummy and play in my belly button, he slid further and I felt tiny finger running through my pubes. Once again he pulled at my foreskin. Then he surprised the heck out of me and wrapped his hand around my dick and started jerking me off. "Am I doing it right Daddy?" Scott whispered, "Is it like how you did me?" I was so surprised and scared. This was my boy and I have already gone too far. What if this fucks him up later when he was older? What if we keep doing stuff and he tells? It was different when I was doing him, but him being the instigator, no way. I felt Scott shifting around and was glad he was done. Then he slid my Foreskin back with one hand and slid his fingers from the other in my pre cum. He took his fingers to his lips and tasted my juice. "Yes, Baby, you are doing great" I sighed. "Your wienie sauce tastes funny, Daddy," Scott giggled, "it is all slippery, Daddy, you must love me a lot." "Yes Scotty, Daddy loves you a lot." It was too late. I slipped my hand over his and started showing him how to jack me off. He was sitting Indian style pressed in close so he could concentrate on what he was doing. I slipped my hand over his leg and into his crotch. His little dick was completely soft but filled out quickly as I played with it. Scott giggled. Pre cum was flowing like crazy over our hands and his small fingers started to slid in the slippery goo. "You take it from here, Sweetie," I sighed releasing my dick, "use my sauce on your dick too, Baby." I moved the pillow under my head better so I could watch the little guy work. He held a lot of concentration of his face as he scooped up my pre cum with his free hand. I wondered what he was thinking as he looked into his own crotch and applied my home made lube. I shuddered as his slippery little fingers came in contact with mine as I jerked his spike. That did it! "Here it comes Scott, get ready!" My groin was on fire like never before as my Son slipped his fingers frantically on my dick. My balls pulled up and a huge load sprang from my dick shooting into my face. Scott kept pumping like crazy his little mouth open and his eyes wide. "Whoa, Daddy," Scott exclaimed, "you have a lot!" I reached to stop his jerking on my spent dick. I lifted his cum soaked hand to my lips and kissed it before I started to lick it clean. I sucked each of his fingers loving each one with my eyes closed. Then I felt a small finger in my belly button. I opened my eyes just in time to watch my son have his first taste of cum, I hope he likes it. His tiny pink tongue licked the glob of goo from his fingers, his face scrunched up. "It smells funny, Daddy," Scott whined, "and it tastes funny too." "It's alright, Buddy, you don't have to eat it" I sighed disappointed. "Daddy?" Scott said, lying back down beside me, wiggling his fingertips in the cum on my chest. I snuggled him with my arm around his small body enjoying his hard little dick pressing into me. "What is it, Scotty?" I sighed in my afterglow. "My wienie won't go down; can you give me a raspberry?" Scott whispered. "Come on" I situated him out on his back and stroked his small thin body. Scott had his eyes closed but he also had a bid stupid grim on his face. He was rolling his dick in his fingers playing with his long foreskin. I messed with his Mohawk a little and then kissed his forehead, his expression became serious. He opened his eyes and I looked deep into the deep blue pools. "Daddy?" Scott whispered stroking my face, I rubbed his dick. "What is I, Scott?" "Mommy told me that it was bad to play with my wienie, am I bad?" "That is because she does not have one, Sweetie, she doesn't understand" I tried to reassure the small boy. "She doesn't?" Scott gasped, eyes wide. "No silly, girls don't have wienies" I chuckled, working down his body in tickles and raspberries. "That tickles, Daddy!" Scott cried out, squirming and laughing hysterically. I gave him a huge raspberry on his dick and then I slowed my attack kissing and licking all over his little crotch. I could taste my pre cum on his little dick, the Scott taste was there too, as I explored his foreskin. I cleaned him with my tongue getting his tasty little cheese out, loved it! I gently pulled his skin back exposing his sweet red gland. He moaned out as I started to suck his dick in earnest. I rubbed his chest with one hand and rubbed his tiny foot with the other as I bobbed on his hot little pole. I was sucking hard and his breathing became labored. I reached to pull on his little wrinkled pink sack and found his toys hiding within. He started whimpering just a little as I rolled my tongue across his dick head. "Oh, Daddy." Scott moaned softly I continued to work his delicate little immature dick. It was time to finger him to finish him off. I sat up enough to get the lube from the nightstand. "This will make your bottom feel nice, Scotty." "It will, what is it, Daddy?" I did not answerer but squirted a bunch of the lube on his crotch, moving him to the edge of the bed. "That's cold, Daddy!" Scott giggled. I knelt by the bed and started to suck his dick again. I could feel him settle back into my affections. I rolled the lube around his dick, over his balls and at his pucker. Then I slipped just the tip of my pinky into his hot little back door. He went stiff. "Daddy, don't, I'm a scared!" "I won't, but it would feel nice if you let me rub inside your bottom, you decide." I said calmly, retracting my fingertip, sucking his dick passionately. I was not done with his ass and figured I just had to be patient, next time. I sucked him faster and harder while I jacked off. He was lost again moaning and twitching. I was rolling my fingers all around the base of his dick and balls with my lube soaked fingers. His hands found my head and he rubbed them over my head. Then he started bucking, I knew what was going to happen. "Oh, Daddy!" Scott sighed, his dick pumping for all it was worth into my eager mouth. I quickly fished Trevor's sock out of my drawer and unloaded again into the black fabric as Scott shot his blanks. Fucking, Trevor's unintentional awesome gift for jacking off, full of my cum, again. I pulled off of my young sexed up son and watched him in total sexual bliss, eyes closed, and his hard dick twitching. I got back on the bed and we cuddled together our bad breath mingling just inches apart. The room smelled of sex. "I love you, Daddy," Scott said kissing my lips, "Daddy?" "What, Baby?" "What are we going to do tomorrow?" "We are going shopping for clothes" "Yucky, Daddy, I want toys." Scott whispered, just before slipping into slumber. "Maybe there will be something fun at Toys R Us," I sighed to the sleeping boy, before falling asleep myself. We slept tangled together. Wow the response from you guys has been awesome. If you have not dropped me a line but like the story please do, I will respond! Please let me know what you think and if you want to hear more about Kevin's and Scott's adventures! I like it when you share your personal stories too, I will share as well. That is a very special part of writing...to share with others. None of your true stories will ever end up in print from me...you guys are awesome! Please remember to donate to Nifty http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html