Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2012 04:52:30 -0400
From: drekguy08grad@gmail.com
Subject: One Last Bubble Bath 2

Epilogue

I had caught my son Derek, peeking through my porn stash earlier in the
week, but I was sure to slip away quietly and not disturb him. I doubt he
has discovered masturbation yet. Even being twelve years old, my son has
always been the shy, sensitive type; a late bloomer. I was the same way at
his age, but I grew out of it in my mid-teens; so I never challenged his
demeanor. I became a father at 19 years old. My son's mother and I were
never actually in a serious relationship. Our time together consisted of
partying, lots of drug use and fucking like rabbits. After less than a year
of this lifestyle, we found out that we were going to have a baby. She did
manage to get clean during her pregnancy, but shortly after Derek was
born, postpartum depression led to drugs, and the cycle started all over
again. By that time, I had turned my life around. I found a steady job, and
had kicked the drugs, so I convinced her to go to rehab in the next state,
while I took care of our son. A month turned into a year, and eventually
she checked herself out and vanished. I honestly can't say that I have any
regrets. The people we meet in our lives cross our paths for a reason, and
in this instance, my son was that reason. The years have passed and I've
watched my baby grow older with each passing moment. I feel as though it
was only yesterday that I first held him in my arms, and now here he was,
twelve years old full of budding curiosity, snooping through his Daddy's
private stash.


One Last Bubble Bath
Chapter Two
by
Wayne A. R. M.


"Derek..." I called out, "the bath is almost ready." I slid my hand into
the rising pool of water and the warmth sent a chill crawling up my spine.
I poured some Mr. Bubbles under the faucet and watched the bubbles form
throughout the water. "Dad." My son's voice crashed through my trance-like
state. I stared into his eyes, his deep brown eyes that somehow seemed wise
beyond his years. "Yeah?" I stammered. "I asked if you wanted me to go grab
your pajamas for you?" I now realized that must have been the way my son
spotted my porn at some point. "No, that's alright, I'll dress in my room
after we get out." I studied his face but he failed to reveal anything
telling.
Suddenly I felt my pulse quicken. I had shed my clothes in front of my son
countless times before now, but everything was different now. I still
didn't believe that I could or would make any advance toward my son, but
I reveled in the idea. I slowly unbuttoned my dress shirt and tossed it
over my head. I heard Derek giggling. My shirt had landed over his head,
which lead to his making ghost imitations and running up to tickle my
sides. I became lost in the laughter for a moment. I tickled him back and
began slipping out of my khaki pants. My son removed his denim shorts and
t-shirt in one swift motion. "Its so warm Dad." Derek said while submerging
his foot.The water warm, almost too warm. I had sweat streaming down my
face as I sat in the bathtub with my son's ass inches away from my crotch.
I watched him playing with Pirates in the water, trying to focus on
anything other than the closeness of our body parts. Derek splashed around,
sending small waves lapping over my sack. I felt my cock stiffening and
tried to slide back away from my son, but I already had my back against the
shower wall. Derek started laughing and pushing his feet off of the
opposite end of the tub and sliding back into me. I was laughing with him,
until I felt the throbbing start between my thighs.
"Ok bud, take it easy, you're- you're going," I searched for a logical
reason of why I didn't at my son to be making these motions, when deep
down, I was loving it. "You'll end up splashing all the water out of the
tub." Something I normally did not care about, but it was the best I could
come up with at the moment. Derek pushed hard one last time and pressed his
backside int me and nestled down. "I love you Dad." I could feel my dick
reaching it's full length. Any second my son was sure to notice it too, but
I just sort of froze in place. "I- I love you t-too Derek." I was barely
able to form the words. That's when I looked down to see my son slowly
pushing him self closer and closer to me; back and forth. He continued
playing with his pirates and boats and just as I was about to say that it
was time for bed, that's when I felt it; my pulsing cock had slid right
between my son's ass cheeks. Derek started laughing again. "That tickled
Dad, your penis touched my butt." He looked back at me, his eyes glistening
more than ever. "Sorry about that son. Maybe it's time to get you dried
off." He turned himself around in the water, now facing me, "No Dad, that
felt funny. I liked it, please, i don't want to go to bed yet." Hearing
those words was all I needed. My dick finally gained it's full mass and
bobbed up from the water. Derek pointed right at it, "Cool!" I was hesitant
and chose my next words carefully. "You think that's cool son; watch this!"
I made my dick bob in and out of the water, causing some water to splash at
Derek. "That's so awesome Dad. Do you think I could do that?" A devilish
smile crossed my lips. "I'm not sure son, give it a shot." I was excited at
the thought of seeing my boy's cocklet, but evidently Derek had other
ideas. When he asked if he could do "that" he meant with my cock. Suddenly
his small, wet hand shot forward and wrapped around my shaft.
I was in instant bliss. I knew what was happening was wrong, but you know
what? I didn't give a FUCK!
Derek inspected my meat for a minute; eyes wide with excitement. "Dad, I've
never seen your penis look like this. Why's it so hard and big? Derek
asked, never letting go of my shaft. "Because my dick gets hard when people
play with it." I felt my self slowly start pumping into my son's hand.
"That happens to me sometimes, but just from waking up in the morning, and
then I usually have to pee really bad." Derek's comment made me laugh a
little. "That's normal son, it means you're becoming a man like Daddy, and
your dick is growing." He looked down into the water between his legs and
then back at my cock. "Will it be as big as yours is?" I smiled at him,
"I'm sure it will be, hell it could get even bigger than mine." His eyes
widened even more. "Whoa!" Without a seconds thought I reached beneath the
water and took hold of my son's rod, which was hard as could be. He let out
a sigh and came closer to me. I kissed him upon his forehead and finally
gently on his lips. "That feels good Dad. It feels real good." My son's
dick must have been around 4 to 5 inches hard. Not bad for his age range.
Seemed as thought he would be following in my footsteps. Then Derek
straddled my lap and stared into my eyes. "Dad, I want to try the stuff
that the guy and girl were doing in your magazine. I want to- I want to
fuck!"