Date: Fri, 10 Jul 2015 21:21:12 +0300
From: Rodger Dodger <boyrodger@yandex.com>
Subject: My son's foreskin - part 4

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My son's foreskin - Part 4

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It had been just a little over a week now since I started having fun with
little Richie. I daresay he's even become voracious about our
activities. Even my wife, Helen, made a little aside to me that our little
man has been playing with himself a lot. I just told her he takes after his
old man.

Speaking of Helen, she's left for the weekend to tend to a friend who's
just given birth. Richie got very excited when I told him. He's mad a lot
of comments during our sessions that he wish we could do it even more. I
have to admit though that I've been riling him up about it too, I'm
honestly not sure which of us enjoys it more!

Also, true to his word, Dr. Fletcher emailed me some documents on child
sexuality with a whole bunch of attached notes. It was in no way
promotional paedo brochures, mostly how to deal with a sexual child. Things
like not letting them feel guilty and allowing them to express themselves
without judgement. I had already intended these things
regardless. Dr. Fletcher's notes expanded on this though and mentioned
putting the kid's feelings above all else and to keep an open dialogue so
he could voice any concerns or ask any questions. Perhaps most importantly
that it is ok for him to say no.

The rest of the notes covered erogenous zones, and how they differ in boys
to men. How to locate a developing prostate. The ability for the rectum to
accommodate larger objects than expected. Tricks to facilitate deep
throating. Et cetera, et cetera... I was dripping after reading each note
and playing it out in my head with Richie. I needed to take it slow though,
this was absolutely not something I wanted to fuck up.

It was just after nine a.m. when Richie stumbled into the kitchen on
Saturday.

"Good morning, sleepy head, busy night?" Helen made her little joke to the
boy while winking at me.

Richie was dressed in just a white undershirt and Iron Man undies. He
pulled a chair out at the breakfast table and sat down next to me.

I kissed the top of his head and hugged his shoulders. His hand squeezed my
thigh. "Good morning, mate. What do you want for breakfast?"

"Ummm, pizza?"

"Beg off! Toast, eggs, or cereal?"

Richie giggled. "Toast and Jam, please."

"Well I'll leave before your dad gets the toaster on and someone needs to
call fire services. Bye, Marty, I'll call tonight and see you tomorrow
night. You too, Richie, love you both!"

Helen gave us each a kiss on the cheek.

"Love you too, mum!" we both called out.

After breakfast I looked over to Richie. "So what do you want to do?" I
asked languorously, knowing the answer.

"Are you kidding, dad? You and I are going to be wanking off aaaaaall day!"

"Is that right, you horny little bugger?" I reached down to his ribs and
tickled him. He gave out a squeal and convulsed out of his chair.

"Try and catch me!" Richie cried, running off to his room.

I made chase through the house and up the stairs. I burst into his bedroom
and looked keenly around the room.

"Not in there, dad!" I heard him yelling out from the hallway.

I left his room and saw him standing in the doorway of my bedroom. I bolted
for him. He gave a little scream and ran into the room. I pounced onto him
and onto the bed. I leaned on an elbow next to him.

"What do you think you're doing in here?"

"Your bed is bigger, dad. And it kind of smells like you in here too."

"You've got a point. Your bedroom stinks of socks and farts anyway!"

"No it doesn't!" With that Richie jumped on top of me and began punching my
shoulders and upper arms. I grabbed him by his own upper arms and held them
close to his body, preventing further blows. In his subdued position I
pulled his face down to mine. His soft boy lips pressed into my
own. Instantly, I could feel the boyish tomfoolery disappear from him and
be taken over by lust.

I let go of his arms and he grasped my head between his hands. He pushed
his mouth against mine, breathing heavily from his nose. He was almost
grunting as he sucked at my lips. I placed a hand on his lower back and
another on the back of his head, pulling him tighter into me. I parted my
lips, my tongue snaking between them. As it touched his boy lips they
opened and allowed entry. I could feel his own tongue gliding along mine,
searching for my own mouth. We pushed our tongues together, massaging
them. His tongue was almost small enough that I could wrap my own around
it. The little boy was desperate in his lust as was I. Richie was thrusting
his hips against my stomach. I could feel his hard little boy cock pushing
into me. I moved my hand down to his arse and assisted his thrusts. I
needed satisfaction so I pulled us apart.

"Christ, Richie, you make daddy such a horny paedo boy lover!"

"Why do you keep saying that 'paedo' word, dad? You say it a lot when you
cum."

"I'm sorry, baby, I just get so horny, it's probably not a good word to use
around you."

"But what does it mean?"

"Well, it's short for 'paedophile'. A paedophile is an adult that likes to
have sex with children."

"But that's not bad, why is it bad for you to say it to me?"

"Most everyone else out there think that paedophiles are evil people and
that we- they, are hurting children when they have sex."

"You're not evil, dad!" I blushed when he noticed me call myself a
paedophile. "Even if you are a paedophile, I still love you. Besides, we
haven't even had sex!"

I hugged Richie tightly to me and kissed his forehead. I was relieved that
he was ok with everything. It also felt good to have someone call me a
paedophile without hatred. I guess I was being silly thinking that my son
would have already succumbed to the mass hysteria produced by mainstream
media.

"I'm so proud of you, Richie, for saying that. That's very kind, I love you
so much!" I kissed him again. "We could you know?"

"What?"

"Have sex. I mean, if you're ok with everything and you want to, we could
try some things."

"Wow, sex! That's all I've been thinking about when I wank off."

"Really? Who do you think about? You don't have to tell me, it's a private
thing."

"No, it's ok, dad, I want you to know everything. I think about you, and
then there's Dr Fletcher, and then I think about Ryan as well and what if
his dad had joined us."

"That's really awesome, mate, you really like to think about me?"

"Yeah, I think you're...sexy..." Richie blushed a little and looked down.

I grabbed his chin and pulled his gaze back to mine. "That makes me really
happy, Richie, not just that you think I'm sexy but that you would be
honest with me about. No secrets, ok?"

"Thanks, dad. Who do you think about? Besides mum of course!"

"Well...I have been thinking about you a lot. I never thought of boys as
being sexy but you've definitely changed my mind on that. I was also
thinking about one of the other boys on your football team, Stephen? His
dad introduced himself to me at your last game. I think he's actually kind
of hot too."

"Really, dad? You like other boys and men to?? That's so cool. You know,
I've seen Stephen naked in the shower before."

Richie was so sexy the way he teased me with that information. I groaned
thinking about all those naked boys in the showers. I ground my hard cock
into my son's groin. "Tell me about him, Richie, please."

"Well, he's twelve now, but he hasn't grown any hair anywhere yet. And his
willy is smaller than mine, I think! I watched him wash it once, he can
pull the skin all the way back, not like me."

"That sounds so hot, mate, sorry I couldn't see it myself! You've got me so
horny, Richie, hearing you talk about other boys and men. Do you want to
get started?"

"Hell yes, dad! Let's have sex."

"Well, why don't you undress me?"

I leaned back on the bed and put my arms above my head, showing off my
dark, hairy armpits. Richie was sat on my thighs and grasped the bottom of
my sleeveless shirt. He pushed it upward, exposing my hairy stomach and
then chest. My nipples were hard and erect. I lifted myself a little as he
pulled it over my head. He reached down and rubbed his hands into my hairy
breast. He moved them around feeling all the hair. His palms would rub
across my nipples making my cock jump.

I reached for the bottom of Richie's own undershirt and lifted it up. I
pulled it over his head and threw it aside. I marvelled at the perfectly
smooth, pale skin. I ran my hands up and down his sides.

Richie crawled backwards between my knees. He inserted his fingers into the
waistband of my boxers and began to pull them down. The dark hair from my
belly began to fan out as he exposed more and more of my groin. I lifted my
arse a bit so Richie could keep disrobing me. My hard cock was pushing up
at the fabric but being held down by the descending waist band. The shaft
of my hard, thick cock was gradually revealed. As the waistband cleared the
end of my hooded knob, my cock sprang upward and smacked my belly. The look
in Richie's eyes was of hunger. A rivulet of precum ejected from my cock
and dripped down to my hairy stomach. I raised my legs and pulled my knees
up so Richie could pull my boxers all the way off. He also threw them to
the side.

I looked at my boy and watched his eyes explore his completely naked and
horny father. I reached down and stroked myself. My foreskin slid back and
forth. I moaned as I wanked for my not yet naked little boy.

Richie stood up and began dropping his own little undies. His rock hard boy
cock was pushing them out in the cutest way. He reached a hand in and held
his cock to the side so he pull his undies off over it. When he let go it
immediately snapped back to a forward and upward position. There was barely
any bounce he was that hard. He removed his undies completely and discarded
them.

Richie knelt back between my legs and lay forward. His cock was on top of
mine. We thrust together, pushing our cocks into each other. I squirmed as
I bent my knees and pushed him harder into me.

"Dad, please, let's have sex."

"Of course, Richie, but let's start off slow. You know how I sucked my cum
off your cock a couple times? How about I do that from the start?"

"Wow, dad, I always wanted you to kiss my willy."

"Just move up here and sit on my chest. Take a hold of the headboard if you
need to."

Richie stood back up and planted his feet alongside my hips. He squatted
down until his soft little butt cheeks were sat upon my hairy chest. He
kneeled down and pushed his hips forward.

I grabbed his cock and pulled him forward. I pulled his foreskin back as
far as it would go, exposing about a third of his glans. I stuck my tongue
out and guided his little boy cock to it. So gently, it landed on it. I
swiped my tongue from the bottom of his knob to the top. I ran the tip of
my tongue around the edge of his foreskin, bathing his red knob in spit. I
pushed my tongue against his urethra, he moaned. I licked from the root of
his cock to the top on all sides. I even swiped his little immature
scrotum.

Richie was breathing heavily. His hands were rubbing his smooth chest and
belly, his eyes were closed. I placed my hands on his little arse and
pulled him forward. I kept my lips tight as his hard little rod squeezed
past them. He was small enough that it only took a couple seconds to take
his entire length but it felt a lot longer as I memorised every bump and
groove of his cock skin with my tongue and lips.

"Ah, dad, that's so good!" Richie was now looking down at me. Watching his
father suck his smooth, preteen cock for the first time. My lips were now
at his pubis, it was completely hairless and smooth. I truly felt like a
paedophile looking at that perfect, hairless skin.

I began rocking Richie's hips, pushing his cock in and out of my
mouth. Every now and then I would release his cock and let him thrust it
against my stubbly face. I would lick it as it went past.

"Grab the headboard, Richie. Really fuck my face."

Richie didn't say a word as he raised both arms to the headboard, grasping
it. Of his own volition, he began to thrust. He was breathing heavily and
moaning. His cock was pistoning between my lips now at a rapid place. I
pulled his arse cheeks apart and explored the crevice with my fingers. I
found his little boy rose bud and pushed my finger tip against it. I felt
it tighten. I wiggled my finger, brushing his arsehole. I could feel it
tightening and loosening faster and faster. I kept stroking his arsehole as
I sucked his little boy dick. He was practically slamming his hips into my
face now, desperate to completely fill me with his cock.

"Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Dad, I'm cumming!!"

Richie's sphincter went incredibly tight. The first spasm of his cock was
the most intense. It leapt upward and stayed there for a second. His knob
rubbed the roof of my mouth. The next few spasms last as long but his boy
cock jumped with less strength. There was still no fluid but his body tried
to expel it anyway. I suckled on my son's cock while he came down from his
dry orgasm. So help him, he never actually went soft.

"Wow, dad, that was amazing," he said between heavy breaths, "the best
ever!" Richie extracted his cock from my mouth and lay down next to me.

Richie picked up my drooling cock. It had made quite a mess on my hairy
belly. "Can I do the same for you, dad?"

"Richie, that would be the most incredible thing ever. Are you sure you
want to though? Don't just do it because I did it for you."

"No, dad, I want to do everything with you. I love your dick as much as you
love mine."

"Ain't that the truth! But what about my cum? Would you like to try
swallowing that?"

"Yeah, dad. The couple times I saw you eat it I was so jealous. Like, I
wanted to taste it too."

"Wow, Richie, you know all the right things to say! I'd love for you to eat
my cum, buddy. Why don't you get down there and start licking up all my
precum?"

"Try to stop me, dad!"

Richie moved around so he was laying on his stomach in between my legs. He
grabbed my thick cock again and pointed it straight up. He tried to copy
the way I did him by licking the shaft. His lips and tongue, even face,
looked so small against my adult cock.

"Mmmmmm," he moaned as he licked up a trail of precum. My son was getting
so horny off his dad's cock juice. He followed the trail to the head of my
cock, still mostly covered by my foreskin. He placed his lips over the top
and sucked. He kept sucking and licking until the precum was gone. I was
quickly replacing it though. Using both his hands, Richie pulled my
foreskin down, exposing my engorged knob. I groaned as I watched my boy get
an up close look at his father's hard, uncovered cock. He licked all around
the head. He sucked on the sides and licked all the way under the
corona. My son seemed to know exactly where his tongue needed to be.

Richie wanked my cock as sucked the head. I started to push his head down
and he tried to go further. He could barely fit my large knob in his mouth
with about an inch of shaft. For his first time I was satisfied to stop
there. I slowly thrust my hips up and down, into my son's mouth. I could
feel my glans filling his mouth. The tip was rubbing the top and sides of
his mouth. I could feel his tongue flexing against my frenulum. Every so
often I would feel his teeth just catch the ridge of my corona. I would
moan out loud in exquisite pain.

I watched my son suck his first cock. His soft boy lips were stretched
around my shaft. Sometimes, on the upstroke, my foreskin would bunch up and
envelop those lips, up to his nose. I could feel the breath from his nose
travel down my cock and into my pubes.

His mouth was getting tires already, I could tell. I wanted to get off
quickly and spare him an unpleasant first time. I sucked on my finger and
covered it thickly in sweat. I reached it under my hairy arse and pulled my
cheeks apart. While my preteen son sucked me off I pushed my slicked finger
to my tight arsehole. My finger slid in and I searched for that bump. I
began to fuck my arse with my finger as began to push my son's head up and
down my cock.

"Oh, fuck, daddy's cumming, Richie! Take my paedo cum down you little boy
throat!!"

I arched my back and roughly finger fucked my arsehole. I managed to push
another inch of thick daddy cock into Richie's mouth as started to cum.

"Wank me off faster, Richie!"

Richie's little hands flew up and down my cock faster and harder. My cock
began to explode cum into his smooth throat. With every thrust I shot
another stream of dad cum along his tongue and down his throat. He began to
cough but I couldn't stop. I kept ramming his tight mouth and flooding his
guts with cum. I reckon I must've shot ten times before I could relax. I
lowered back onto the bed and pulled my cock from Richie's mouth. He
coughed a couple more times then looked up at me and smiled. He closed his
eyes and began to shake. I looked down and was surprised. The little bugger
had been wanking himself off that whole time and was enjoying another dry
cum.

"Come up here, Richie, I need to kiss you."

Richie dragged himself up over my body. I kissed him for several
minutes. My tongue explored his entire mouth, searching for any leftover
cum. I think he managed to get it all.

"That was incredible, Richie, thank you so much for that!"

"Yeah, dad, that was cool. You're dick tastes so good! I could do that all
day!"

"I was worried you might not like it, but you didn't even miss a drop. It
was so hot watching my little boy suck a man's cock."

"I really liked it, dad. I hope you let me suck you off lots more and
you'll suck my dick lots too. But why'd you put your finger in your butt,
dad? That was weird."

"Oh, that, it makes it feel so much better. I wanted to cum so badly before
you got tired."

"Really? It feels good inside your butt?"

"It can definitely be incredible. We can try it on you next time if you
like?"

"If you say so, dad, everything else you've shown me has been amazing so I
trust you!"

Richie gave me a kiss on my cheek. "So, when is it next time yet?"

"Jeez, Richie, your dad needs to recover. Let me just take a quick nap."

I looked over at Richie and he was already asleep. He was cuddled up next
to me. Hand on my chest, leg draped over me. I pulled him in tighter and
closed my eyes, looking forward to next time.

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