Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2003 01:08:00 -0700 (PDT) From: raoul raoul Subject: Raoul and Sergio This story is pure fantasy and may not be read by minors. Enjoy! My dad Sergio, 55, with dark curly italian hair, a beautiful mustache and perfectly tanned body to match, was always gardening or working on his Harley whenever he had some time off. After my parents divorced, he and I became estranged for some reason and hardly spoke to one another. And I think I know why. I think he must have guessed about my being gay. And maybe it made him uncomfortable. At the time this happened, I was a horny 16 year old with a smooth body and a nice, long cock. And seeing that we lived in the boon docks of New Mexico, I had no other male model other than my dad to fantasize over. And fantasize I did: I would always take out his dirty underwear from the hamper and jack off as I rubbed them on my face. He had this entire collection of thin, black almost bikini type underwear which drove me crazy. And whenever he gardened or worked on his bike, he would wear those and a pair of old tennis shoes. Needless to say, I would spy on him and shoots gallons of cum. Sometimes, I would hang around my room wearing them rubbing the cloth against my cock and crack. Until one weekend, a Saturday afternoon, I heard my father call out my name from outside. "Raoul! Raoul come out here for a minute!" His call had been so sudden that I thought something had happened to him and so without thinking, I ran out of the house only to find laying out by the pool. When I got to him, he cocked his head up and looked at me strangely without saying a word. It was only then that I realized that I was still wearing his day old black thong. "Out of underwear, huh?" he asked me. "Ah ... yes ..." I replied. "No problem. Do me a favor and rub some of this oil on my back, will you?" He said and handed my a bottle of tanning oil. He was laying out on his stomach, his legs slightly spread, his beautiful ass straining the fabric of his thong. "Start with my neck and work your way down, ok?" "Sure Dad ..." I sat next to him, making sure not to touch his body and poured some oil on his back. "Straddle me why don't you ... make it easier for you ..." I obeyed and sat on his ass. But the minute I did, I got hard. Yet I knew that he wouldn't see me. I started massaging his neck and then worked on his back and with every rub, he moaned. "Yeah ... harder son. That's it ... good ... ah, yes ... more ..." When I got to his ass, I skipped it and moved on to his legs and then his feet. "Here, I got an idea ..." he said and got up and went over to sit on the lounge chair. As he did so, I saw his massive erection and surely, he noticed mine. Father and son hard wearing the same thong. He sat down, spread his legs, leaned back and said, "Work on my legs some more, will you?" I went over to him, kneeled in between him and poured more oil on his thighs. THe more I rubbed, the more he moaned. "Do my stomach and chest now ..." His tone of voice had changed somewhat and I obeyed. Still kneeling, I rose to meet his stomach and watched as some oil got on his cock. I rubbed his abdominals when suddenly, he slipped one foot in between my legs and started to caress my ass with the top of his foot. "Don't stop ..." he spoke again. And I didn't. The more I massaged, the more he caressed my ass, as if he was trying to find my hole with his foot. When I was finished with his chest, I stopped and sat down in front of him. Watching his now shiny body bask in the sun. But if he could take the initiative to turn me on, so could I. So I boldly stood up, took off my underwear and started to rub my erection in front of him. "Turn around," he said. As I did so, he lifted his foot and placed it high on my ass, rubbing it up and down. After a few minutes, he stood up and then grabbed the bottle of oil and let it flow down my back. Hugging me from behind, his body tight against mine, his hands grabbing my nipples as if I were a woman, he whispered in my ear, "You turn me on so fucking much, you know that?" He started to rub his thong covered crotch in my crack moving up and down. "You make me so fucking hard ... seeing you wear my thong and all ... you know what's going to happen now, don't you?" I said nothing. "Do you?" Still, I said nothing. I leaned my head back onto his shoulder as his hands searched my chest and my stomach, one hand sliding down to my crotch and the other down my ass. "Of course you know ..." he said and dislodged his body from mine. When I turned around, he was taking off his underwear and he sat back down on the chair his beautiful erection pointing to the sky. I got back down, my head literally spinning from sexual excitement, and got on all fours, facing him. And then almost naturally, I started to lick his foot. "That's it ... you know what to do," he said. As I was licking one foot, he rubbed my crotch with the other. "My son ... shit you turn me on ..." And I worked my way up to his cock, licking his oil covered thighs in passing. "Good boy ... now praise it son ... let me know how much you want your dad's cock ..." 'Want' was an understatement. I bathed his cock with my tongue, mowing down to his balls, trying to slip it into his hole ... "Later for that ... work my cock now ..." So I did. Holding on to it and sucking it, looking up at him as he sat there with his arms behind his head looking back down at me ... "You know what to do don't you? Been sucking others, have you?" I popped his dick out of my mouth, "No dad ... you're the first." "Of course I am ..." he said and pulled my head back down to his cock. After about five minutes of my sucking his godly cock, he pushed me back and said " Lay down" which I did. He then stood up, towered me and started to jack himself off over my face. "Watch your dad, son. Watch your dad jack off for you ..." and within a minute, he spurted his cum out onto my face with a loud "fuck yeah!". I was in heaven. I started to rub his cum off of me but he immediately laid his body on top of mine and started to lick off my face. My cheeks, my forhead, my neck ... and when he had gathered up as much sperm as he could, he grabbed me by the chin and kissed me. A deep kiss with his tongue probing me, sharing his cum with his son. We sucked each other's mouths as we kissed, my erection hard against his now soft cock, my legs spread open as his rigid body lay in between. My hands rubbing his perfect ass as we continued to kiss. "Shit ..." he finaly spoke. "I have so many things I want to do with you ...so many fantasies to fulfill ..." he caressed my body as he spoke, bring one of my thighs over his legs, again, as if I were a woman. "I want to fuck you as we ride the Harley in the desert, I want you to eat my ass in front of other men, I want you to worship my body as I shower in front of you, I want to wake up feeling your mouth wrapped around my cock, I want you to lick my feet as we watch TV, suck my cock as I smoke a cigar, I want to share you, expose you, slap your ass hard ... you ready for all that son," "Yeah dad ..." was all I could manage. "Of course you are ..." And with that, he continued to caress my body, my arm pit, my chest, my thighs and me erection. He got off of me and then looked at my cock. "Shit it's a beautiful cock. Just like mine when I was your age ... stand up," he said sitting back down in his chair. "Put on a show for your dad ... make me hard again, son." So I got up and started to move in front of him. Rubbing my crack with my hand, spreading my ass open for him ... "Yeah ... my boy's cunt ... show me what you've got ...." I continued and pushed in a few fingers up my ass, moaning as I did so. "Yeah, son ... that's it. Open up your pussy for dad ... " And then I turned around and started to jack off my cock for him. Arching my body inwards, rubbing my tits as I jacked off. "Yeah boy ... great ... keep it up ..." When I turned around again to show him my ass, he lifted his leg and started to nudge my hole with his foot .. "Open up that pussy for dad ... let me in, my little bitch ..." And he shoved his foot slightly up my ass. I bent down as far as I could, spreading my legs wide as he continued to penetrate my cunt with his toes. "Fuck yeah ..." he groaned. "Open that shit up ..." And then suddenly, he got up from his chair and kneeled down behind me and started to lick my crack. "Mmmm... sweet son's pussy ...." and then his tongue lapping up my crack juice, made it's way in. He probed apart my hole with his fingers and then dove his face in, his mustache scraping rimming me ... "Best pussy I've ever had ..." an dhe continued, his nose making it's way in a bit, his teeth trying to bite my rim when suddenly he stood up and slapped my ass hard. "You're going to be a great fuck son ..." Slap again. harder. "You want to be my bitch, don't you?" Slap! "Of course you do." Slap! "Look at this cunt .. made for my cock. I'm going to fuck the shit out of you. Make sweet love to your ass boy!" Again he slapped me, harder and harder. I was still fully bent over, enjoying it all when he stopped. I stood up, turned around to face him. He grabbed my body close to him, brought a leg up with his hand and kissed me again for a good two minutes. "Now I want to watch you as you walk baked over to the garage. When I get there, I want you to be sitting on the Harley, ready for the fuck of a lifetime. Because your father is now going to fuck his son. You undertsand that?" "Yeah dad ..." Comments? desertson4dad@yahoo.com