Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2023 12:46:28 +0000 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Robin's Summer Holiday 7 Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is completely fictional, even if it sometimes mentions real places. I would love to hear from you if you are enjoying the story. I will reply to all emails sent to colin4men@gmail.com Bill ROBIN'S SUMMER HOLIDAY Chapter 7 "Do you feel like going for a swim today?" Alain asked Robin while they were having breakfast. "Yeah! Is that possible here in Paris?" Robin responded. Alain nodded. "There are a number of swimming pools open to the public. I think I will take you to the Piscine Georges Vallerey. It has a retractable roof and the pool will be open to the sky on a warm sunny day like today." "Sounds great! Is it far away?" "Not too far. It's close to the Porte des Lilas metro station in the north-east of the city," replied Alain. "I definitely want to go...and you must wear the speedos you bought in Manchester," smiled Robin. "You look very sexy in them." Alain laughed. "Maybe I should buy you a pair of smaller, sexier swim-briefs." "Okay. I will wear sexier ones if you want me to," said Robin. "On condition that we take photos of each other." "It's a deal," smiled Alain. They stopped off in the city centre to buy new swim-briefs for Robin in one of the big department stores. The one they chose was dark blue in colour and 5 cm (2 inches) lower cut than his old ones. "They will only just cover my bum cheeks," Robin said. Alain smiled. "Yes. It's a pity you can't try them on here. I'll have to wait until we're at the swimming pool before seeing you in them." A short time later they were at the swimming pool. Alain gave a whistle when Robin emerged after changing into his new swim-briefs. "You look hot," he told Robin. "I look as if I'm wearing something I grew out of two years ago," retorted Robin. "But I'm glad you like them." Alain smiled and put an arm around his son's shoulders as they walked out into the sunshine. "Some people are looking at me," Robin whispered. "Let them look. You're very sexy," said Alain. Robin still felt a bit embarrassed but his dad's words gave him more confidence. He decided to ignore everyone else and just concentrate on his dad. "I think you are sexier. It's a shame you didn't bring your camera. I want a photo of you wearing only your swim-briefs." "I don't think it's really appropriate to take photos here at the swimming pool," said Alain. "We will take photos when we get home and on the beach in Nice." Robin smiled. "Okay. Let's get into the water. I'll race you." They spent just over an hour in the pool and then decided it was time to leave and go for lunch. Robin had managed to avoid getting an erection but seeing the big bulge in his dad's speedos as they walked back to the changing room made his cock stir. He avoided looking down and hoped that the growing tent wasn't too obvious to others. By the time he entered the cubicle he shared with his dad, his little cock was fully erect. "Wow! How long have you been stiff?" Alain asked. Robin blushed. "Not long. It started to get hard after we left the pool area. I was looking at you and then suddenly I couldn't stop it growing." Alain smiled and knelt down. "Let me take care of it for you." With his cock his in his dad's mouth and the man's big hands kneading his buttocks, it didn't take long for Robin to reach an orgasm. "I'm cumming, Dad," he whispered just before spunking off. Alain swallowed the small amount of thin cum and then licked Robin's cock clean. "Delicious! Now we need to hurry." They took the Metro back to the neighbourhood of Alain's apartment and went into a brasserie for lunch. "I fancy a Croque Monsieur for lunch. That's a sort of toasted ham and cheese sandwich. Would you like to try one?" "Yes, please," replied Robin. "With an Orangina." Robin was surprised to see that the Croque Monsieur came with frites (chips) and salad but he was able to eat it all. He patted his stomach afterwards and said, "I didn't expect to get such a big plateful." Alain smiled. "I think you worked up quite an appetite at the pool. Now we need to visit a travel agency and arrange our trip to Nice before we go home." The travel agent helped them find a good hotel close to the Promenade des Anglais and the beach. "Would you like a room with two beds?" she asked Alain. Before Alain could reply, Robin said, "No. One big bed, please. I don't take up much room." Alain smiled. "It's his first holiday without his mother. If he wants to share, it's okay with me." Robin carried the train tickets and the hotel voucher as they walked towards the apartment. "Only two more days and we will see the Mediterranean Sea. It's going to be an exciting trip," he said. "I hope you will enjoy it," smiled Alain. "Now we have to visit the supermarket and buy the ingredients for our dinner." "What are we going to cook?" asked Robin. "Something simple but tasty - chicken, with a creamy mushroom sauce like the one I served with turkey a few nights ago," replied Alain. "Okay. I like chicken," smiled Robin. *** Robin declared that he was too hot when he reached the apartment so he stripped down to his underwear. He did feel hot but his main reason for getting semi-naked was to make his dad horny. Of course, he was horny at the thought of sex later so he was erect before he had finished removing his clothes. He made no attempt to hide his erection. Alain tried to ignore it but then suggested Robin put his new speedos back on so that he could take a photo. Robin was happy to do that but he found it hard making his erection less obvious. "What now?" he asked. "I will wash our swimsuits and you can write another letter to your mother," replied Alain. "No. I will wait until we are in Nice. I will have more to tell her then," said Robin. "You can teach me some more French. How do you say `head' in French?" "That is `la tête'," replied Alain. "La tête," repeated Robin, "What about `bum'?" Alain smiled at Robin's attempt to turn the conversation towards something related to sex. "You could say `la derrière" which is `the bottom' or `behind' in English, or `le cul' which is the equivalent of American `ass' or British `arse'." "I like `le cul'. What is `bum hole'?" "That would be `trou de cul'. `Trou' is French for hole." "J'aime...What is `I like you playing with my trou de cul?'" Alain laughed. "I'm not teaching you that!" Robin smiled. "Okay but I need to know the French word for my favourite body part of yours - your cock." "The cock is `la bite'," replied Alain. "My cock is `ma bite' and your cock is `ta bite'." Robin grinned. "Bon! Je t'aime ta bite." "I know but I love every part of you." Alain lifted Robin up and spun him around. Robin giggled and wrapped his arms around his dad's neck. Alain collapsed onto a chair and Robin kissed him and said, "Tell me about when you first had sex with another guy?" "I was a lot older than you," Alain began. "It was while I was at university." "So it was after you had sex with Mum," said Robin. Alain nodded. "That's correct. I always had an attraction towards other guys but I tried to deny it. Same-sex relationships were frowned upon in those days." Alain sighed and then went on. "Then I met I guy called Simon at university. He was another English language student. We became good friends and, after having too much to drink one night, we ended up in bed together." Robin smiled. "Did you suck each other's cocks?" "We did and then he asked me to fuck him," replied Alain. "I loved it." "Did you have lots of sex with him after that?" Robin asked. "Well, I would say we had sex quite regularly during our time in university," said Alain. "We had to be careful about not being seen alone together too often." "What happened to him?" "He got married to a woman and I trained to be a teacher." "That's sad," said Robin. "You must have met someone else though. You're too handsome to have remained alone for long." "There was nobody else while I was at teachers' training college," Alain responded. "Being a teacher and gay was a no-no at that time. Plus I was still upset about Simon ending our relationship. Later I went to gay bars and had a number of one night stands. Then I met Raoul. You saw him with me in the photos taken in Thailand. We had several happy years together." "Why did you split up?" Robin asked. "It was my fault. I spent too much time at work, and bringing work home," replied Alain. "He felt neglected and found someone else." Alain shrugged. "Perhaps it wasn't meant to last." Then he smiled and said, "And now I have you in my life. My wonderful, sexy son." Robin kissed and hugged his dad. "I will never leave you." Alain smiled but said nothing as he wrapped his arms around the boy. He thought that Robin would almost certainly find a lover who lived closer to him within a few years but he felt that there would always be a strong father-son relationship. "I wonder if Mum is missing me or if she likes living on her own," Robin said out of the blue. "I'm sure she misses having you around but didn't you say she has a boyfriend? Perhaps she is seeing more of him with you not being there," said Alain. "Yes, she is probably seeing more of him," agreed Robin. "Do you like living alone, Dad?" "I don't know if `like' is the right word," replied Alain. "I'm used to it. I liked living with Raoul and it felt strange for a while when he moved out." He kissed the top of Robin's head. "I really like having you living with me. I hope you will spend time with me every summer in future." "I'd like that," smiled Robin. They dozed off in each other's arms. *** Robin enjoyed his cooking lesson and made notes as he went along. He finely chopped the garlic and sliced the mushrooms while watching Alain cook the chicken. He also grated some Parmesan cheese which he thought was a surprise ingredient for the sauce. When everything had been cooked and put on plates, Alain took a photo of Robin holding the dishes. "You can show your mum proof that you have cooked a French meal," he said. Robin smiled. "I will be able to cook it for her too." Alain nodded. "Perhaps you can practice by cooking it for me after we return from Nice." "Great idea!" grinned Robin. "Now let's eat. I'm starving!" "You're always starving," laughed Alain. They went for a walk after dinner. It was a warm evening and they stopped for ice cream since they hadn't made a dessert earlier. "J'aime Paris et je t'aime, Papa," Robin told Alain. As soon as they were back in the apartment, Robin asked, "Should we have our shower now?" "I guess you want an early night. I wonder why," smiled Alain. Robin giggled. "I want to suck your beautiful cock and play with my new toys." Alain wondered how Robin had developed such a fascination with cock but he couldn't deny that he enjoyed feeling his son's lips and tongue on his cock. "You're becoming quite the expert at sucking cock," he told the boy. "Who gave you lessons?" Robin smiled. "I didn't get lessons from anyone but you. I like how you play with my little stiffy and I just try to make you feel as good." After the usual fun in the shower, the pair kissed, cuddled and caressed each other on top of the bed. That soon progressed to cocksucking in a sixty-nine position. They were both leaking pre-cum when Robin said it was time for work to begin on his boy-pussy. "It's work, is it?" Alain asked with a smile. Robin laughed. "You know what I mean. I love having you lick me there, and putting a finger or two inside. The dildo isn't as much fun but I know you need to use it before you put your cock inside me and fuck me for real." Alain nodded. "We need to get your little hole accustomed to being stretched. My cock is bigger than the dildo so it's still going to hurt the first few times." "Yeah, I know," said Robin. "If I can take the dildo easier tonight, will you fuck me afterwards?" "That's unlikely to happen tonight. Maybe tomorrow," replied Alain. "However if I don't think you're ready, it won't happen then either. I'm not going to rush it and put your through unnecessary pain." "Right, Dad," said Robin. He was eager to experience being fucked but he was also relieved to know it wouldn't happen until his dad was satisfied that he was ready." Moments later he was being rimmed and making little whimpering noises. "Oooh, that feels so good," he moaned. "Push your tongue in deeper. Oh, yes! Just like that." Like the night before, oral sex was followed by Robin being finger-fucked and then teased by the vibrator before it was time for the dildo. "I think we'll try a different position tonight," said Alain. "Instead of you lying on your back and holding onto your legs, it might be more relaxing for you to take it from behind. Lie face down with a pillow under you to raise your bum. That's it. Good boy." Alain caressed the small, well-rounded arse cheeks. "You really a beautiful little bum." "Not as beautiful as your big cock," retorted Robin. "And I want your cock in my bum!" Alain gave Robin's bum a gentle spank. "You need to be more patient. I'll decide when it's time for that." He then applied lube to the dildo and rubbed some more over and into Robin's hole. "Don't forget to push out when you feel me applying pressure. Okay?" "Okay, Dad," smiled Robin. Alain could see the boy tense as the head of the dildo touched his pink pucker. "Try to relax, Robin. "You've taken it before and it's no thicker than the butt-plug you've had inside you a few times. Robin knew that his dad was right and relaxed a little. "Now push out," said Alain. Robin gritted his teeth as the pressure increased and then suddenly the fake cockhead was inside him. He gasped and then turned his head to look up at Alain. "That didn't hurt much this time." "I'm glad," smiled Alain. "I'm going to push the whole length inside now." Robin moaned softly as the 13 cm (5 inch) long dildo slowly entered him. "That feels good," he said when it was all inside him. Alain allowed some time for Robin to become accustomed to the size of the dildo and then began to fuck him slowly with it. Robin smiled and said, "Aaah" a few times before explaining. "You're hitting my love-button." Alain started moving the dildo faster and managed to hit the boy's prostate almost every time. Robin whimpered and then began to quiver. "Oh, Dad! Oh! Oh! I think I'm going to cum. Oh! Oh! I'm cumming...aaaah!" Robin's cock was pressed against the pillow and hidden from view but it was obvious to Alain what was happening. He quickly flipped Robin over and took the boy's cock into his mouth to capture the last of his eruption. Then, while Robin breathed deeply and came back down to earth, he licked the rest of the watery cum from the boy's body and from the pillow. "It was great to see you cum again without touching your cock," Alain said when he had finished cleaning up. "I think it's clear that you will love being fucked." Robin smiled up at his dad. "I think so too, especially when I'm being fucked by you." Alain smiled and then bent down to kiss the boy. Robin sat up. "Now it's time for me to eat your cum." He smiled and said, "I love it when you lick my boy-pussy. Would you like me to lick your...um, bum-hole before I suck your cock?" Robin knew that his dad didn't have a pussy. "You don't have to do that," said Alain. "But I want to if it will turn you on," responded Robin. "Well...I did like being rimmed." Alain smiled and added, "Are you sure you want to do that?" "Yes, of course. I want to try all kinds of sex stuff," replied Robin. "Okay, go ahead," said Alain. He lay face down on the bed and spread his legs to allow the boy easy access. Robin knelt between his father's thighs and caressed the beefy buttocks. Then he spread them and gazed at the puckered entrance with its ring of dark blond hair. He knew that the area was clean since he'd washed it himself minutes earlier so he didn't hesitate to bend down and start licking. The noises coming from Alain told him that he was doing a good job and that encouraged him to go further. He curled his tongue and pushed it inside the entrance. That caused Alain to gasp and said, "Merde!" Robin knew that was a naughty word but he guessed correctly that his dad was pleased by what he was doing. He made several fucking movements with his tongue before kissing the hole and sitting up. "Did you like that, Dad?" he asked. Alain turned onto his back and smiled. "I loved it. I hope you might do it again sometime but right now my cock needs some attention." Robin smiled when he saw how much pre-cum had leaked from the big cock. He bent down and licked the clear liquid off and then took the cockhead into his mouth. Alain moaned softly as Robin sucked and used his tongue on his cock. He was pleased when Robin started to bob up and down on the cock, gradually taking more and more in. When he started to gag, he looked into his dad's eyes asking for help. Alain knew what the boy wanted and placed his hands on Robin's head, pushing down to encourage him. Robin was able to take more but then he started to gag again. "Don't force it, Robin. Just suck because I'm about to blow." Robin pulled back and concentrated on the cockhead. Moments later Alain warned that he was cumming and started spunking off in Robin's mouth. Robin swallowed every drop and then licked the cock clean. "Mmmm, that was tasty. I love your salty cream, Dad," he said when he was done. "I'm pleased about that," responded Alain. "Now come here and give me a big kiss." Robin crawled up his father's body and the pair kissed and caressed each other for some minutes. The dildo, which had remained in Robin's arse while he orally worshipped his dad, slipped out. Robin sighed. "I hoped that might stay in longer. Will you put the plug in now, please? I want my boy-pussy to be ready for your cock tomorrow night." Alain was happy to use the butt-plug. "You took the dildo much easier tonight so perhaps you will be ready for my cock tomorrow. We'll see how things go. Now give me another kiss." The pair kissed and cuddled for a while before spooning together and falling asleep. *** "What are we doing today?" Robin asked while they had breakfast. They had previously sucked each other off but the large helping of man-spunk hadn't affected the boy's appetite. "I want to take you to the Palace of Versailles but I think I will leave that until after we return from Nice. Let me think where me might go instead." Alain gazed out of the window as he considered the options and Robin couldn't help thinking again that his dad was very handsome. "I know," Alain finally said. "We'll go to what is probably the oldest part of Paris - Les Arènes de Lutèce. It was built by the Romans in the first century." Robin's eyes opened wide. "An arena, like the Colosseum in Rome?" Alain smiled and shook his head. "Not quite. It's in a much smaller scale and was used more as a theatre. However gladiators did fight there." "Okay. Sounds exciting!" said Robin. An hour later they left the Place Monge metro station and headed for the park in which Les Arènes were located. "It's no longer complete but there is enough of it left to give a good impression of what it was like," Alain explained. Robin was impressed by the semi-circular areas with its tiered stone seating. He learned that it could seat up to 15,000 people and that poor people and slaves had to sit in the top seats, with a poorer view. Alain pointed out the spaces under some of the lower seats and explained that they were thought to be animal cages. Naturally Robin adopted gladiator poses when some photos were taken. When they left Les Arènes, Alain said they would next visit Le Jardin des Plantes. Robin wasn't very excited about visiting another garden until he heard that it contained a small zoo. Robin loved seeing animals and birds he'd never seen close up before. He thought the red pandas were cute and that the large orang-utan seemed a bit scary, and a bit sad. The pink flamingos were his favourite birds and he thought the tapir was the most unusual animal. "Isn't it time for lunch?" Robin asked when they left the botanical garden. Alain smiled. "Yes. We're going to cross the river and have lunch somewhere around the Place de la Bastille." "The Bastille? Isn't that where the French Revolution started, at the Bastille prison?" "Correct, Robin," said Alain. "The prison is long gone though." After a satisfying lunch of quiche and salad, plus crème caramel for dessert, they returned home. Robin's thoughts turned to sex but Alain had other ideas. "We need to pack for our trip to Nice," he told Robin. Cheered up by thoughts of staying close to a beach, Robin didn't mind. "I'm going to be fucked properly tonight," he told himself. To be continued