Date: Wed, 27 Mar 2002 07:23:02 EST From: Theo Author Subject: my-son-alec part 2 My Son Alec By Darkscribe69@hotmail.com (Usual disclaimer applies) "All characters herein are portrayed by actors 18 yrs or older" (I love that line) ----- First, thanks to all who have written to say they're enjoying the story, and my apologies to those who got a little unintentional 'preview' when I accidentally submitted part one and some material I'd already written for later parts! Hope it didn't spoil the fun too much! Please feel free to continue to let me know how you like the story. I appreciate the encouragement! Darkscribe69@hotmail.com ---- My Son Alec, part 2 That afternoon, sitting on the couch in our boxers while we half-watched some sitcom on Disney Channel, I explained to Alec that what he experienced was a 'dry cum' and that he would probably start shooting cum like me in another year or so. He of course was eager to graduate to that next level of manhood, but I explained to him that having dry orgasms had advantages. "Like what?" "For one thing, you can cum over and over. When you get older you have to recover before you can cum again." "Oh, cool." He nodded thoughtfully. I could see his little penis tenting his shorts, even though he was wearing his baggiest ones. I was getting hard again myself, just looking at him. "Do you want to play again?" I asked hopefully. "Can we!?" Alec made no attempt to hide his eagerness. I was grateful to see that he had apparently enjoyed the experience as much as I had. "Sure, but let's go lie on my bed." He hopped up and ran up the stairs. By the time I got up there he was lying spread-eagle on my king-sized bed, his boy-cock poking out of his boxers. His smooth, lean body looked so sexy as he lay there on the bed. My own cock was aching in excitement. I dropped my boxers and crawled onto the bed next to him. I tenderly ran my fingers over his chest, his creamy skin warm to my touch. "Hey, I'm the only one naked!" I teased. Alec smiled and shucked off his boxers in a quick motion, his cock smacking up against his belly before returning to about a 30 degree angle from there. "Better?" he looked at me with a smile. "Much! You look so cute lying there..." I added, now caressing his entire torso with my hand, fingers straying down every once in awhile to brush his little cock. "So, those posters you have on your walls, who is your favorite of those boys?" I asked, hand continuing to caress him, relaxing him. "The Backstreet Boys I guess. But I think one guy in 'N Sync is really cool too." "Let me guess, the one with the blond curly hair?" I smirked. I had picked him out already as the prettiest one of the bunch, and probably the youngest. "Yeah! Justin! He's great!" Alec said excitedly, then subsided. "Uh, is it okay that I like them? Some of my friends think that they're stupid." "You should like whoever you want, son, don't worry about what other people say. So why is Justin your favorite?" I chose that moment to gently wrap my thumb and forefinger around his balls and the base of his turgid little penis. "He's... Oooh dad! Um, I guess he's just cool. He is a great singer and dancer." "He's a very nice looking young man, very sexy, I think." I volunteered. "Yeah he is, kinda." Alec breathed. I leaned over then and kissed Alec's little nipple, just a light brush of my lips over the puckered brown flesh. He sucked in a breath and arched his back, and I felt the blood surge into his little cock. "Feel good?" "Yeah." Alec's answer was barely audible. "You know who kind of looks like Justin? Jake, the young man who lives a few doors down. Have you seen him?" Right after saying that I kissed Alec's nipple again, this time flicking my tongue over the tip as I did. Alec shuddered violently and moaned before he managed to answer. "Uh, yeah he kinda does look like Justin. And I met him a few weeks ago while I was out rollerblading. He gave me some rollerblading tips. He's nice." "He sounds like a nice young man." The truth was I'd been noticing Jake for awhile. He was 15, tall with blond curly hair, and liked to rollerblade around our neighborhood in just low-hanging baggy shorts and no shirt. I thought he looked like a young Ryan Phillipe. He was very lean, but had nice pectoral definition and ridged abs running down to a flat belly. His shorts hung so low sometimes that you could see his treasure-trail in the front, and almost the top of his ass crack in the back. It was quite a tease, as he also had a perfect, muscular little round butt. His father Brian -- a handsome, fit man in his late 30's -- and I had chatted on several occasions. I rarely saw Brian's wife; she didn't seem to like to spend time working around the house like Brian did. The thought of Jake made my cock even harder as I began to fondle Alec's little package. He was breathing hard, his hands twitching... he was getting close. I decided it was time to move to the next level. I released my liplock on Alec's nipple and began to kiss my way down his tummy, getting closer and closer to his hardon. He was whimpering now, and trembling. Unable to resist any longer, I lowered my mouth on Alec's little three-inch penis and wrapped my lips around the head. It was so soft and yet firm, and burning hot. I could feel the blood pulsing in his tender young organ. My son gasped and started to shake violently. "Oh, dad - dad - daddeee!" He was cumming! I held my lips around the base of his glans, feeling it pulse in my mouth as I ran my hands over his chest and legs. He started thrusting then, fucking instinctively. He kept on and on, his body seeming to desperately want to reach some pinnacle, but of course unable to complete the orgasm. At last, though, he collapsed limply -- all except his little boner, still stiff as stone. I let him slip from my lips. "How was that, son?" "Wow dad, that was even better than the first one." "And see, you're still hard." I gently stroked him between my thumb and forefinger. "But we don't want you to get sore. How about helping dad out again?" "Um, sure, what should I do?" "Well..." I sat up, and started piling pillows at the head of the bed. "Let's try this. Crawl up here with me." I sat up, leaning against the pillows with my knees bent and legs wide, and gestured for him to move up between my legs. He did so, sitting cross-legged so my cock was in easy reach. "That's good, now stroke me like before, but be careful since we don't have any soap to make it slippery. Mine is sensitive just like yours." "Okay." Alec set to it intently, wrapping his slender hands around my rigid shaft and very gently stroking. One hand came up over the base of my purple glans, sending electric charges of pleasure through my body. I reached down and tenderly played with him at the same time, reveling in the sight of us stimulating each other's cocks. "That's good Alec, very nice." It didn't take long for me to start leaking precum. "Are you cumming already?" Alec sounded disappointed. "No, that's called pre-cum, it can help to lubricate." I managed to explain through ragged breaths. "Cool." I noticed Alec leaning lower as he methodically worked on my big cock, his face now inches from the head. "Alec, would you like to taste it? It's not bad." I asked tentatively. I didn't want to force him into anything, but just the thought of his young mouth around my fat cockhead was almost enough to make me shoot. "Okay." He leaned down, opening his mouth wide and sticking his little pink tongue out. He flicked the tip over my cock-head. "Hmm, that's it, lick dad's cock." I moaned. It felt electric. Encouraged, He ran his tongue along the sensitive underside, licking up a bit of my precum. He seemed to like the taste, because he licked a few more times, sending shivers through my body. My cock was bobbing with a life of its own, and he had to hold it still. Then, without any more urging from me, he took the swollen head into his mouth. I let out a groan of carnal pleasure then. The feeling and sight of my boy's warm mouth around my cock was incredible! "That feels good Alec, really nice." I whispered. I felt his tongue slithering against my shaft. Then he began to move up and down a little. I leaned back, and he leaned with me, unfolding his legs so that he was lying on his stomach, bracing himself on his elbows between my splayed legs. "That's it, son, suck dad's big cock, you're doing a great job. Just be careful not to scrape it with your teeth." I ran my fingers through his soft brown hair as he bobbed up and down. I admired the smooth round globes of his boy-butt, which flexed as he moved. Alec was learning fast, taking maybe a third of my cock into his mouth, and then moving up to just enfold the head between his lips, all the while holding the thick base. I could tell he was also humping the mattress at the same time. I kept mumbling encouragement, feeling myself building to a massive orgasm. I couldn't believe I was sitting here, my twelve-year-old son eagerly sucking my cock. I wished it could go on forever, but I wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. After a couple of minutes he backed off with a slurp. "My mouth is tired!" He whined in frustration. "That's okay son," I said, caressing his shoulders encouragingly. "I know your jaw can get kind of sore. It takes practice to be able to do it for a while. You have to learn to kind of relax your mouth a little. But you're doing great." "Really? But you haven't cum yet." "We have plenty of time. And sometimes it's good not to cum right away. It felt really good just while you were doing it." I added with complete honesty. "Oh-kay." He sighed, apparently unconvinced. He laid his head on the bed and flicked his tongue against my balls. "Hmm, that's nice too." I sighed. My cock bobbed with each lick. Alec reached up and began stroking me, gathering precum from the tip to help him while he continued to lick my balls right at the base of my penis. "Oh son, that's good, real good... I moaned. He only required minimal guidance on what to do. Once again he seemed delighted that he could bring me to this state, and after a minute or so of that he hiked himself up and started to suck my head again. Needless to say I was pleased he wanted to go back to it. My cock is thick and the head is pretty large, certainly an intimidating mouthful for him, but he seemed determined to take it on. And he was doing a good job of not scraping the head with his teeth. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but he really seemed to like sucking on my fat cockhead. I could feel his little tongue tentatively probing my piss-slit, gathering the precum as it leaked out. I fought the urge to thrust my hips up and force more into his mouth. I wanted Alec to enjoy the experience, and certainly what he was doing now was delightful enough. In fact, I felt myself nearing orgasm. He was holding my shaft in one hand, sort of squeezing and stroking it, almost milking it, as he sucked on the glans. "Alec, buddy, I'm gonna cum real soon, I just... want to warn you, you don't have to worry about it making a mess." He paused in his sucking to look up at me. "What's it taste like? The 'pre- cum' isn't bad." "It may be more salty-tasting." If you don't like it, that's okay." "I'll try it." He said gamely, then set about working on my already inflamed cock. It wouldn't be long... And it wasn't. I tried to prolong this exquisite pleasure, but my body was way ahead of me. All I could manage was to grunt out a warning to Alec, but he kept his mouth around the base of my head anyway and flicked his tongue under the glans. My juice erupted out and into his mouth and I gasped with the wonderful pleasure of it. I gently held his shoulders - as much to balance myself as to brace him -- as I spurted again and again. He choked a little, but managed to hold on for most of it, the rest dribbling down his chin. He kept sucking as I softened, until I had to ease him off my sensitive cock. I pulled him up against me, half facing me sitting on the bed. "That was great son, it felt wonderful." I smiled. He grinned crookedly back at me. "Cool, it was wild! And didn't taste bad." I impulsively leaned over and licked a bit of my thinning cum off his smooth chin. He shivered a little, so I continued to lick and kiss his chin, then kissed him on the mouth. He made a happy little whimpering sound, and returned the kiss. I hugged him tight against me, knowing we would be enjoying many more experiences together. End of part two. Let me know what you think! Email me at Darkscribe69@hotmail.com