Date: Thu, 29 Dec 2022 09:30:01 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Robin's Summer Holiday 4

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ROBIN'S SUMMER HOLIDAY


Chapter 4


Robin looked on as Alain cooked the meal of turkey escalopes with a creamy
mushroom sauce, potatoes and green beans. "I sometimes cook bacon and eggs
for Mum on a Sunday morning but I need to learn how to cook other things,"
he said as Alain transferred the food onto plates.

"You are still young so you have plenty of time," said Alain. "However I
think it's important that boys as well as girls learn to cook."

Robin nodded. "Especially boys like me who will never have a wife."

"You seem very positive about that." Alain smiled. "Come on. Let's eat."

"I would like to have a husband, not a wife. A big, strong man," Robin said
as he followed Alain to the table.

Alain laughed. "I doubt that it will ever be possible for two men to get
married."

"I can dream," smiled Robin.

They enjoyed their meal and then Robin helped with the washing up. "I would
like to see your photos from Thailand again but with you telling me about
the places," Robin said when asked what he'd like to do next. So they spent
well over an hour reviewing the photos as Alain told his son about his only
Asian holiday.

When Alain received a phone call from a local friend, Robin browsed through
a pile of magazines. He was pleased and very interested to discover a
magazine filled with black & white pictures of naked men. None of the men
had erections but Robin soon did. "I like this magazine," he said when
Alain ended his call and returned to sit beside him.

Alain smiled but said, "You shouldn't be looking at magazines like
that. You're too young."

"I'm not too young to get a stiffy," retorted Robin.

"I can see that." Alain nodded as he stared at the tent in the boy's
shorts.

Robin laughed. He was no longer embarrassed at displaying an erection to
his father. "I seem to be getting a stiffy more often these days."

"That's because you're almost a teenager...almost a man," smiled Alain.

Robin smiled and shook his head. "I think it's because I am with you. A
very sexy man." He looked back at the magazine and said, "I wonder if they
sell magazines like this in England."

"It's likely but not in ordinary newsagents," said Alain. "And you're too
young to be allowed inside shops that sell them."

Robin sighed. "I know." Then he smiled and said, "I can always look at
photos of you. Can I take one of you naked?"

Alain's mouth opened in surprise and Robin laughed. "I'm only
joking. However I hope to get some photos of you nearly naked on the
beach."

Alain smiled and shook his head. "You're a naughty boy for saying such
things. And I think it's time you went for your shower."

"Okay but I want you to shower with me like last night. That was fun," said
Robin.

"I don't think..."

"Pleeeease, Dad!"

Alain shrugged. "Well, I suppose it will be okay."

"Great!" Robin jumped up and gave his dad a hug. He then held out his
hand. Alain took the boy's hand and allowed himself to be led to the
bedroom where they both stripped down to their underwear.

Alain managed to avoid becoming stiff but Robin's little stiffy was very
obvious. As soon as the water was at the right temperature, Robin pulled
off his briefs and entered the shower. Alain watched the boy standing under
the streaming water for a few moments before dropping his boxer shorts and
getting in beside him.

"Since I'm teaching you things growing boys need to know, I should mention
hygiene," said Alain. "Every time you have a shower and you are not stiff,
you should pull your foreskin back and wash underneath. It's important to
keep clean there."

"Okay. Do you do that?" Robin asked.

"Yes, of course," said Alain.

"Show me," said Robin.

Alain gulped. He hoped he could avoid becoming stiff as he stepped under
the water and poured some shower gel onto his hand. He rubbed his hands
together and then took hold of his cock. He eased the foreskin back and
then moved his hand up and down the shaft.

To Robin, it was almost as if his dad was wanking in front of him. He
reached out and cupped the large hairy balls.

Alain groaned but didn't pull away. He felt his cock react and knew he
wouldn't be able to stop himself becoming fully erect. "You really
shouldn't have done that," he said. "Being touched by another person when
naked automatically triggers the brain to expect sex so my cock is going to
become stiff." That was the best excuse he could come up with.

"I want to see your cock when it's stiff. I want to see how big it
becomes," stated Robin. He couldn't take his eyes off his dad's cock.

The thought of his boy wanting to see his erect cock turned Alain on and he
moved his hand away. Robin let go of his dad's balls and the pair of them
watched as it grew and lifted on its own. Finally it was fully erect and
almost 18 cm long (7 inches).

"It's beautiful, Dad," Robin said in a soft voice. "Can I touch it?"

"If you want to," replied Alain.

Robin smiled up at his dad and then knelt down in front of him. He leaned
close to the cock to look at it before very gently touching the shaft with
his fingertips. "The skin is so soft," he said. When he gripped it in his
hand, the shaft was too thick for his thumb and middle finger to touch. He
moved his hand in a wanking motion while looking at the cockhead and smiled
when a bead of pre-cum emerged from the piss-slit. "You have made some of
the clear stuff."

"You can taste it if you wish," said Alain. He immediately regretted saying
that and bit his lip.

Fortunately Robin didn't think that was a disgusting idea. He smiled up at
Alain. "Taste it? Really?"

Alain nodded. "Only if you want to. Some people like the taste of pre-cum."

Robin thought for a moment and bent forward to lick the pre-cum off the
cockhead. Alain groaned and pumped out some more.

"It's kinda sweet. I like it." Robin smiled up at his dad and then licked
at the fresh pre-cum.

Alain was too turned on to think clearly. "Some guys...some people...like
to suck cocks for the pre-cum. Some like the white stuff too."

"Yeah?" Robin smiled, took the cockhead between his lips and sucked. Alain
moaned at the sight in front of him and the feeling of the small mouth
sucking his cock. Robin was rewarded with another drop of pre-cum.

Robin sat back on his heels and grinned up at his dad. "I like the clear
stuff and I'd like to try the white stuff too."

"I don't think that's a good idea. Boys and their fathers shouldn't be
doing things like this." Alain turned the shower off.

Robin stood up and hugged his dad. "Please, Dad! I have wanted to do sexy
stuff with you for ages."

Alain could feel Robin's stiff cock pressing against his thigh. Part of him
wanted to give in to Robin but he couldn't help feeling that was terribly
wrong.

"If I can't taste it, will you at least let me see you shooting the white
stuff?" Robin asked. "I want to see what it looks like. Pleeease."

"Well..." Alain hesitated. He had leaked more pre-cum on hearing that Robin
wanted to see him spunking off. Now he was desperate to cum and he wondered
if ejaculating in front of Robin could be described as educational.

"Please, Dad. I won't tell anyone."

"Okay. Just this once," said Alain. "Nobody else must ever know."

"It will be our secret. I promise," Robin responded.

Alain nodded and began to wank.

Robin smiled and watched as his father's hand moved on the big cock with
the wet, shiny head. A few moments later he kneeled down, saying, "I want a
close-up view."

Now Alain could see his son's handsome face and the fact that he was
wanking his rock-hard little cock. He imagined how it might feel to have
his son sucking him off and groaned. "I'm going to shoot off any moment!"

Robin moved his head closer to the adult cock just as the first blast of
creamy man-spunk flew from Alain's piss-slit. Alain watched in horror as it
fell on Robin's face, landing on the boy's nose and cheek. Robin's mouth
fell open in surprise. The second jet of man-spunk went straight into the
boy's mouth. Alain froze but his cum kept on firing from his cock. Two more
blobs fell on Robin's face before both Alain and his son moved.

"I'm so sorry, son. That should never have happened." Cum was still coming
out as Alain bent down to pull Robin to his feet.

Having got over the shock, Robin smiled. "It was my fault for getting too
close. I thought it would sort of pour out...like when you pee. I never
expected it to shoot out like that."

"I'm sorry for getting it over your face," said Alain. "Let me help you
wash it off."

"No, not yet," said Robin. He smiled and added, "I like how it tasted and I
want to see it." He put two fingers in the cum on his chin and them held
them in front of him. Rubbing the stuff with his fingers, he said, "It's
thicker than I imagined." He sniffed the cum. "I'm not sure I like the
smell but..." Robin opened his mouth and licked his fingers clean before
smiling again. "I do like the taste."

Alain swallowed. He could hardly believe what had just happened. Now his
son was telling him he liked the taste of his cum.

"Next time I want to suck your cock and eat all your white stuff," said
Robin. He used his fingers to transfer more of the cum into his mouth.

Alain's eyes opened wide. "What next time? We can't do anything like this
ever again."

Robin frowned. "Why not? I wanted to taste the white stuff. I like it. A
lot."

"Because it's wrong. You're my son and you're too young for sex." Alain
didn't know what else to say. "It's all my fault for saying he could taste
my pre-cum. I'm a terrible father," he said to himself.

When Alain looked back at his son, he saw tears in his eyes.

"I know I'm different from other boys and you don't really love me," said
Robin.

"That's not true," Alain said as he hugged Robin. "I love you very much."

"If you really loved me, you would teach me all about sex," Robin said
between sobs. "I can't ask anyone else. You are the only person I know that
is the same as me. Wanting sex with a man." He let out a loud sob and then
wrapped his arms around his father.

"Shush. It will be okay," Alain said as soothingly as he could. "We will
finish our shower and have a proper talk." He waited until Robin was silent
and then said, "I don't know about you but I'm cold. Let me turn the hot
water back on."

Robin let go of Alain and watched as the shower came back to life. "You go
first," said Alain and the boy moved under the stream of water. They
showered and dried in silence and then Alain picked his son up, getting a
smile in return, and carried him to the bedroom.

Once under the bedclothes, Alain pulled Robin to him. "I know this is
difficult. It's difficult for me as well as you." He paused for a
moment. "I love sex with men and it seems that you feel the same
attraction. Some boys go through a phase when they think about sex with
other boys. They might even experiment and have sex with other
boys. However most grow out of it and get married."

"I won't. I know that for sure," said Robin.

"Maybe."

"Definitely."

Alain smiled. "Okay. You're sure. But we have two problems. First of all
the age of consent - the age at which you can legally have sex - is fifteen
in France but twenty-one in England. If someone discovered you were having
sex with a man, the man could go to prison."

"Oh. I didn't know that," said Robin.

"Then there is the fact that you are my son. There is no law against sex
with a close relative in France as long as they are both adults. However in
England it could result in a prison sentence whatever the age. I really
don't want to go to prison."

"I don't want you to go to prison either," said Robin. "I promise I will
never, ever, tell anyone about the things we do here but if you think it's
too risky then that's okay. I can still love you and wank regularly
thinking about you."

"You are so sweet." Alain kissed Robin on the lips. "I will always love you
and I have to confess that I have become stiff a few times thinking about
you and your lovely body. I need some time to think about what to do. Let's
just go to sleep holding each other and we'll talk more tomorrow."

Robin smiled and returned the kiss on the lips. Alain held the boy tighter
and kissed back with more passion, pushing his tongue into the small
mouth. Alain felt Robin's cock begin to stiffen and he moved one hand down
to squeeze the boy's left buttock.

Robin gasped when Alain let go and then lay back. "Wow! Dad! That was
exciting! I hope you will kiss me like that again."

"If I decide we shouldn't go any further, you will have had one real kiss
from me," responded Alain. "However if I decide to risk going further, I
have lots of things to teach you."

"Okay, Dad. I will accept your decision," said Robin. Then in little more
than a whisper he added, "I know what I want to happen."

Alain chuckled. "You're a horny little boy. Go to sleep!"

"Oui, Papa." Robin smiled and leaned over to kiss Alain's chest.

***


Alain tossed and turned a few times during the night but he still hadn't
made up his mind when he was wakened by his son bringing him a cup of
coffee just after eight o'clock."

"Morning, Dad," smiled Robin. "You don't normally sleep this late so I have
made you some coffee."

Alain sat up and accepted the coffee. "I guess it's a warm day since you're
not wearing a lot of clothes."

Robin laughed. He wasn't wearing anything and his little cock was
rock-hard. And yes, he wanted to make his dad horny in the hope of more sex
with him. He jumped up onto the bed and lay face-down. "I can't do this at
home and I have discovered that I love being naked."

Alain gazed at the boy's small but perfect bum. He wanted to fuck it.

"Eh? What did you say?" Alain asked. He was aware that Robin had said
something but it hadn't sunk in.

"I asked if you objected to me being naked in your apartment," replied
Robin.

Alain smiled. "Not at all. A boy as beautiful as you should never wear
clothes. At least not in my home." He put his cup down and added, "Come and
give me a hug."

Robin crawled towards his dad with a big smile on his face. He was soon
enjoying the feel of the man's arms around him. Alain kissed Robin's cheek
and then slid both hands down to cup the boy's buttocks. "Je t'aime,
Robin."

"Je t'aime, Papa." Robin moved his head so that he could kiss his dad's
lips. To his delight, Alain soon took control and a familiar tongue entered
his mouth. Alain kneaded the small bubble-butt while the passionate kiss
continued.

Robin gasped for air when he was released from his dad's grasp. Then he
smiled. "Does this mean...?"

Alain nodded and then took hold of the boy's stiff cock. "Yes. I will be
playing with this quite often from now on and can play with mine."

Robin grinned. "Does that mean I can suck your cock until you fill my mouth
with white stuff?"

"Yes, I can guarantee that you will be eating a lot of my cum from now,"
smiled Alain. "But I can think of another place where it might go."

"Where?" Robin looked puzzled.

"Don't worry about that now. You have a lot to learn." Alain gave Robin a
quick kiss on the lips. "Now I need to pee."

Robin watched as his dad got out of bed and noticed that the big cock was
half-hard. The man was almost out of the room when Robin called out, "Wait!
I want to watch."

Alain turned and looked at Robin who was beside him in seconds. "You want
to watch me pee?"

Robin. "Yes. I love your cock so I want to see everything that comes out of
it. Is that weird?"

Alain shrugged. "Maybe a little bit weird but I can understand you being
curious about a grown man's body. Okay. Come along."

Robin watched as Alain started to piss and then asked if he could hold his
dad's cock. Of course, Alain agreed. Robin smiled, enjoying the new
experience. As the flow came to an end, the cock started to lengthen and
stiffen. "You're getting hard," Robin said.

"I can't help it. A cute little boy is holding my cock," responded Alain.

Robin grinned as he looked up at his dad. "Are you going to shoot some
white stuff?"

Alain laughed. "Maybe later. Now I need to get my boy some breakfast."

"I helped myself to cereal. I can wait," said Robin.

"You need more than that and I'm hungry. Sex fun later. Food now." Alain
flushed the toilet and washed his hands. "I'm going to shave and then we'll
go to the boulangerie for fresh bread and same pastries. Okay?"

"Okay, Dad. I want to watch you shave."


After breakfast Alain suggested that Robin write a letter to his
mother. "She will be wondering how you're getting on and you weren't able
to say much in the postcard. I'll write a letter too."

So Robin wrote a letter.

"Dear Mum,

Missing me? I'm missing you but I'm having a wonderful time in Paris. It
was a very long journey from home but it was worth it. I've been to famous
places like the Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe. We travel on the
Metro quite a lot. That's a bit like the Tube in London.

Dad's place is smaller than our house but I like it. I have a very nice
bedroom. We have been to several restaurants and Dad is a good cook. I have
tried lots of new food.

Dad is teaching me some French. Je t'aime, Maman. That means I love you,
Mum.

We are going to Nice soon. I want to see where you met Dad. It will also be
good to visit the beach.

Love, Robin"


Alain's letter was longer. He stated that he had been a little nervous
about how it would work out having Robin live with him but it had been
easy. He praised Jean for bringing up such a charming, polite boy and said
that he loved Robin's sense of humour.

Alain mentioned teaching Robin some French and allowing him to try all
kinds of French food. At the same time he was trying to ensure that there
was lots of fun stuff too.

He asked whether Jean could meet them in London at the end of Robin's
visit, perhaps travelling south after work on the Saturday and then taking
Robin home late on the Sunday. He said that he would arrange hotel rooms if
she could manage to come. He ended with "Between us we created a wonderful
boy".

"We will put both letters in one envelope and post them when we go out,"
Alain told Robin. "I thought we'd visit the famous Notre Dame Cathedral
today. Is that okay with you?"

Robin smiled. "Yes, Dad. I'm happy to go anywhere you suggest."

***


The visit to Notre Dame included a climb up the tower for a view of the
city from the rooftop. Robin was able to name many of the famous buildings
and monuments he could see from the top. He also loved seeing the gargoyles
and hearing the story about the Hunchback of Notre Dame. Afterwards, as
they were about to cross the river, Alain pointed out the Conciergerie
where Marie-Antoinette was imprisoned during the French Revolution.

They found a small restaurant for lunch where Robin accepted his dad's
suggestion of having Sole Meunière. All Alain had said was, "It's a
fish dish but very different from English cod and chips. I think you'll
like it."

"You were right, Dad. It's delicious," Robin said after trying it.

Alain took Robin to see the Hôtel de Ville, the City Hall. Robin
insisted on having his photo taken in front of the beautiful
building. There was a big department store nearby so Alain decided to take
Robin shopping there. "I want to buy you something to wear," he said as he
looked for the children's department.

Alain's first purchase was a white polo-shirt. He thought Robin looked
sweet and innocent when trying it on. Then they moved to the underwear
section. "I'd like to see you wearing something sexier than your current
ones," he whispered in Robin's ear. Robin was more than happy to wear
something sexier for his dad so they left with low-cut briefs in white,
pale blue and lemon.

"I don't know what Mum will say when she sees these," Robin said.

"If you think she might say something embarrassing, you can leave them at
my place and just wear them when you visit me," said Alain.

Robin laughed. "Okay but they might be too small next summer."

"First of all, I hope you will be back in Paris before next summer. I will
also visit you in Manchester before then," said Alain. "Secondly you might
look even sexier if the briefs are small and tight." He wiggled his
eyebrows.

Robin laughed. "Okay but I want to see you in sexy underwear."

Alain nodded. "Fine. I have a few sexy items at home."

They wandered through the streets of the old Marais quarter and then had
refreshing cold drinks in a pavement cafe before taking the Metro home.

"What shall we do now?" Alain asked when they were back in the apartment.

"I'm going to take all my clothes off," declared Robin. He paused.  "And
then wear one of my new briefs!"

"Sounds like a nice idea," smiled Alain.

Robin hurried off the small bedroom with his shopping and returned minutes
later wearing the pale blue low-cut briefs.

Alain whistled. "Sexy," he said with a big grin.

Robin looked down and saw that his stiff little cock was very obvious. He
grinned back at Alain and then turned around. "Do you like this view, Dad?"

"I love it," replied Alain. The top of the briefs only just covered the
boy's arse crack.

Robin looked over his shoulder and said, "You like looking at my bum, don't
you?"

"Yes. I love looking at it and I love touching it," said Alain. "That's not
all I'd like to do with it," he thought.

Robin walked over to his dad. "You can touch it now if you wish."

Alain smiled, put his arms around Robin and then slowly slid his hands down
to enter the rear of the tiny garment. Gently squeezing the rounded
buttocks, he said, "You have a gorgeous bum. Such soft, smooth skin and
perfectly shaped. I want to kiss it and lick it."

"You want to kiss my bum?" Robin giggled. "Bums are dirty things."

"Rubbish! You wash it carefully every time you shower," responded
Alain. "And you can use the `bum gun' to wash in between these beautiful
globes any time. Do that now and I will make you feel good."

Robin was happy to do as his dad suggested. He took his briefs off and
said, "Okay but you need to come to the bathroom and help me."

Alain turned the bidet-sprayer on and let his son test the temperature of
the water. "It feels fine now. How should we do this?" said Robin.

"You should squat over the toilet bowl so that the water doesn't fall on
the floor. Face the wall," Alain said. "Yes, just like that. Now I can pass
the sprayer to you or I can direct the water onto your bum crack. Which do
you prefer?"

"You do it, Dad," replied Robin. He braced himself for the blast of warm
water, then gasped when it hit.

Alain had directed the spray to land at the top of the boy's arse crack so
the water flowed down over the pink rosebud before falling into the
bowl. "Okay for me to move lower?"

"Yes, Dad," replied Robin. He let out an "ow" when the jet of water landed
on his entrance and then he giggled. "That feels strange."

"That's the area you must ensure is clean," said Alain. "Rub it with your
fingers while the water is flowing."

"You do that for me, Dad," responded Robin.

Alain swallowed but he was delighted to have been given permission to touch
that most intimate body-part. He used two fingers to gently rub the
puckered area before pressing against the centre with one fingertip. The
fingertip slipped in as far as the first knuckle. Robin let out another
little gasp.

Alain moved his hand away and turned the sprayer off. "You can do that for
yourself in future. Now don't move until I get the towel." Alain reached
for the towel and carefully patted the wet area, which included the boy's
smooth balls, dry.

Robin stood up and turned to smile at his dad. His cock was still
rock-hard. "That was actually quite fun."

Alain smiled and ruffled the boy's hair. "Now I want you to lie face down
on the bed and we'll do something which I'm sure you'll like even more."

Robin lay face down on the bed with his legs spread. He felt Alain climb
onto the bed and start to caress his bum cheeks. He smiled and closed his
eyes, saying, "I like it so far."

"How about this?" Alain bent down to kiss each globe and then used his
hands to part them. Robin giggled when he felt his dad blowing onto his
tight opening and then gasped in surprise when his dad kissed it. "Okay?"
Before Robin could answer, Alain gave his totally smooth arse crack a long,
slow lick.

Robin trembled. "Ooh, Dad. That felt amazing."

"I thought you'd like it. There's more to come," responded Alain. He
lowered his head and gave a second long lick. Robin moaned softly and
arched his back, pushing his bum higher. Alain gave a third long lick and
then concentrated on the entrance to the virgin hole.

Robin made soft, almost purring, noises as the tongue licked at his rear
opening. There was a squeak and then a giggle when the tongue probed into
the hole. Alain withdrew and then probed again, this time going
deeper. "Oh, Dad," said Robin in a way that made it clear that he was
enjoying what was happening to him.

With that encouragement, Alain began to move his tongue in and out of the
tight entrance. He was tongue-fucking his son. "Oh Dad!" Robin said again
but this time with his voice at a higher level.

Alain continued for a few more minutes than sat up and flipped the boy onto
his back. He looked at the smiling face and then at the stiff little cock
which was wet with pre-cum. Alain dived down and took the cock into his
mouth.

Robin wriggled as the sucking and the touch of his dad's tongue drive
him. "Dad...Dad...oh...oh! Dad, I think I'm going to pee!" He put his hands
on Alain's head and pushed, but not very hard.

Alain knew what was about to happen and carried on. While he sucked and
licked the cock, he slid a finger under Robin's bum and into his crack to
press on the hot entrance.

"Aaaah!" Robin cried out as he had his first wet orgasm.

It was only two small bursts but Alain could taste the difference in taste
and texture from the boy's pre-cum. He savoured every drop as he swallowed
it.

Robin began to whimper so Alain let the cock fall from his lips and smiled
up at Robin. "You produced some spunk...some white stuff!"

"Did I?" Robin looked amazed and then he smiled. "You made me do it."

"I did." Alain smiled again and moved forward to kiss his son.



To be continued