Date: Fri, 27 Jan 2023 09:53:30 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Robin's Summer Holiday 9

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ROBIN'S SUMMER HOLIDAY

Chapter 9


Robin got less sex than he had hoped in the next few days but he was fucked
every day. He was also sucked off at least twice a day so he didn't
complain.

On day five of his stay in Nice, after seeing the changing of the guard in
front of the palace in Monaco, they were heading downhill for lunch and
talking about how nice the soldiers had looked in their uniforms when Robin
suddenly changed the subject.

"Dad, you know that it didn't really hurt at all when your cock penetrated
me last night," he said. "Don't you think it's time that we had more sex?"

"More sex?" Alain asked.

"Yes. We only have two more weeks together before I return home so I think
you should fuck me at least twice a day," said Robin.

Alain didn't want to take advantage of the boy so he had deliberately
curbed his desires. "It's great that it hardly hurts when I enter you now
but I still feel guilty about having sex with you. You're still very
young."

"You shouldn't feel guilty when you're giving me what I want," said
Robin. Then he smiled at his dad and added, "You're not actually giving me
enough of what I want. I really love it when your big cock is pounding into
my boy-pussy."

Alain quickly looked around to check that there was nobody within hearing
distance. "I love fucking you, Robin. I can't deny it. But we shouldn't be
doing it at all."

"Other people might say that but I love you and you love me," said
Robin. "We love sex with each other and we're not hurting anyone. We can't
be together all the time so we should have as much sex as possible when we
are together."

"But..."

"If you really love me, you would prove it by making love with me as often
as possible. That means fucking me more often," concluded Robin.

Alain sighed. They walked in silence for a short distance and then Alain
spoke quietly. "If you really do want more sex, then we shall have more
sex."

Robin stopped and gave Alain a big hug. "Thanks, Dad. We're going to have
lots and lots of sex. I'm going to eat lots of your cum but mostly I want
to feel it filling my boy-pussy." He giggled and added, "I want to go home
filled with your babies."

Alain laughed, lifted Robin and swung him around. "You're crazy but I love
you."

"Let's have lunch and then take the train back to Nice," smiled
Robin. "We'll go back to the hotel and make love for the rest of the day."


Robin enjoyed his lunch and the train journey back to Nice but he almost
wanted to run back to the hotel when he left the station. "Let's walk
quicker, Dad," he said. Then he whispered, "I want your cock!"

"We're already walking fast. We should stroll and not reach the hotel too
exhausted to do anything," responded Alain.

Robin laughed. "You're very fit. A quick walk isn't going to exhaust you."
He received a look which he knew meant that his dad wasn't going to change
his mind. "Okay," he said quietly. "Tell me what you would like to do first
once we are naked."

"Maybe spank you for being too demanding," smiled Alain.

Robin thought for a moment and then grinned. "Okay, you can spank my bare
bum. It will be another new experience for me."

"I was joking," said Alain.

"I'm not. I want you to spank my bum," Robin responded. "You need to teach
me to ask and not demand. You should always be the one making the
decisions."

Alain ruffled Robin's hair and smiled. "You're a very unusual boy."

Robin grinned. "That's why you love me."


They were barely inside their hotel room before Robin started stripping
off. Soon he was dashing naked and erect into the bathroom, saying, "I need
to get clean for you. I'm all sweaty."

Moments later Alain heard the bidet being turned on. That was followed by a
squeal. "You should always check the water temperature before you sit
down!" he shouted to Robin.

"Yeah! The water was cold," said Robin. He emerged from the bathroom a few
minutes later and asked, "Are you going to spank me now?"

Alain smiled and sat down. "I think I will. Bend over my legs."

Robin placed himself over his dad's hairy thighs and smiled when he felt a
large hand caressing his buttocks. He jerked when the hand hit him seconds
later but only in surprise. It was a very light spank. A second spank
landed minutes later. "You can hit me harder than that," he told his dad.

Alain didn't want to hurt his son but the third and fourth spanks were
slightly harder, bringing an "oof" from Robin. However the pink handprints
faded almost immediately.

"Okay, that's enough for today," said Alain. "If I think you deserve a
spanking in future, I will hit you harder."

Robin got to his feet and Alain noted that the boy had maintained his
erection. As Robin rubbed his bum, he said, "I don't think I want to
receive harder spanks so I will behave myself."

"Good boy!" Alain leaned forward and gave Robin a quick kiss. "Now I think
you should kneel down and suck my cock."

Robin grinned and quickly knelt between his dad's legs. He licked his lips
as he reached out for the big cock and then stretched forward to kiss the
head. Several licks followed and then Robin started sucking the cock.

"You're doing a good job," said Alain. However moments later he took hold
of the boy's head and pushed it down, forcing his cock deeper. He knew that
Robin liked him using a little force. When Robin gagged a few times, he
didn't complain or show any sign of distress.

Finally Alain pulled away from Robin. "I want to fuck you so let's get your
pussy ready."

Robin smiled as he climbed onto the bed and lay down on his back. Alain
slid a pillow under the boy's bum and then spread the arse cheeks. "Such a
pretty boy-pussy," he said.

"I think your big cock is much more beautiful," said Robin. "I can't wait
to have it inside me."

"You need to be patient," responded Alain. "I'm not going to rush matters
and risk hurting you."

Robin smiled, happy at having such a caring dad. "I really love you, Dad,"
he said as the man's head moved closer. He whimpered when Alain's tongue
licked the pre-cum from his boy-cock and then sighed with pleasure when the
tongue began licking his arse crack. He moaned when the tongue pushed
inside and the tongue-fucking began. That was followed by several minutes
of finger-fucking and then Robin got what he had been craving - his dad's
cock.

As always, Alain began with short slow thrusts to allow Robin to get used
to his size. Almost as soon as he started to increase the speed, Robin
wanted more. "I'm really horny, Dad. Fuck me hard and make me cum without
touching my cock again."

Robin had only cum totally hands-free a small number of times and it always
turned Alain on. He hadn't sucked the boy's cock this time and Robin hadn't
touched himself so it was going to be a challenge to make him cum through
anal stimulation only. Alain was up for the challenge so he smiled and
said, "I'll do my best."

Alain found the best position for his cock to touch Robin's prostate and
then tried to hit it on every inward thrust. He was quite successful and
soon had the boy moaning and leaking more pre-cum.

"More, harder!" cried Robin.

Alain began to move even faster. He could feel himself getting close to the
edge but he didn't want to cum until after he had brought Robin to a
climax.

"You're hitting my love-button every time. I love it!" Robin's face
contorted with the mixture of pain and pleasure he was receiving from the
pounding. "I'm going to...aaah...I'm cumming!"

Alain watched as Robin fired jets of thin boy-bum from his cock. Seconds
later he cried, "I'm cumming too!" and started spunking off deep in Robin's
arse.

Robin smiled. "I love it when we cum at almost the same time."

"Me too," said Alain before leaning forward to kiss Robin. When Alain had
finished cumming, the pair cuddled together and then dozed off for a little
while.


***


They left the hotel before 7pm and went for a walk through the Albert the
First Garden, admired the naked statue of Apollo in Place Massena from all
angles and then strolled along the Promenade de Paillon before going for
dinner in the Old Town. They looked at the menus in a few restaurants and
chose one offering traditional local fare. They had a warm goat's cheese
salad for starter and then a satisfying beef daube with pasta. Not even
Robin could manage a dessert after that.

They took a leisurely stroll along the seafront and then sat for a while,
enjoying the scenery and admiring the occasional handsome male passing
by. Back in the hotel, Robin admitted that he felt too full to enjoy
another fuck but he insisted that they suck each other off instead.

"Would you let me give you a facial?" Alain asked.

Robin didn't know what that was but he readily agreed when Alain
explained. "As long as I get to eat your cum afterwards," he added with a
big grin.

They showered for the third time that day and then lay naked on the bed,
kissing and caressing each other. When Alain kissed his way down Robin's
body, he found the boy-cock leaking pre-cum. He licked, then sucked the
cock and soon had the boy squirming and close to cumming. He stopped and
grinned at Robin. "Let's pause there. You can suck mine now."

Although frustrated at not being allowed to cum, Robin was more than happy
to stop and suck his dad's big cock. Robin may have lacked experience but
he certainly made up for that with enthusiasm and it wasn't long until
Alain was on the verge of spunking off. "Hold on, Robin. I don't want to
cum just yet," he told his son. "Let me suck you off now."

The pair swapped positions and Alain soon brought Robin close to orgasm
once again. The boy was squirming on the bed and making whimpering
noises. Some fingering of his arsehole was enough to take him over the
edge. "I'm cumming, Dad! Oh, I'm cumming!" he cried as he started filling
Alain's mouth with sweet boy-cream.

Alain swallowed every drop and licked the cock clean. "That was delicious,"
he said before leaning over Robin and kissing his lips.

"I want yours now," responded Robin. "Cum on my face and then let me eat
it."

"Okay but give me a little suck again first," smiled Alain.

Robin was delighted to suck the big cock again and soon brought his dad to
the brink of orgasm.

"Close your eyes," Alain advised as he took hold of his cock. He gave the
cock a few jerks and cried, "Here it comes!"

Robin smiled as he felt the warm cum land on his face - on his nose, on his
cheeks and one blob landed on his right eye. "Lucky it was closed," he said
to himself before opening his mouth.

Alain took the hint and fired the rest of his load directly into Robin's
mouth. "You look so slutty, so sexy with your face covered in cum," he told
Robin before pushing his cockhead into the boy's mouth for him to suck.

Robin was pleased that his dad found him sexy. He sucked and licked the
cock clean before asking for the rest of the cum to be pushed into his
mouth. Alain obliged, starting with the cum which had temporarily sealed
Robin's right eye. That allowed the boy to look up and smile at his dad
while eating the rest of the cum.

"I love my sexy boy," Alain said as he bent down to kiss Robin. That kiss
turned into a long kissing and caressing session before they drifted off to
sleep.

***


The next day Robin sent another postcard to his mum before they went to the
train station. His dad had promised to take him to a sandy beach and he was
looking forward to that.

Some twenty minutes after leaving Nice-Ville station on a train heading
west, the pair got off at Antibes. "There's more than one beach in Antibes
but there's a nice sheltered one about fifteen minutes' walk from here,"
Alain told Robin.

They strolled towards the sea and Alain pointed toward an old fortress a
short distance away on the left. "That is Fort Carré. It's hundreds
of years old and Napoleon Bonaparte was briefly imprisoned there during the
French Revolution," he said.

"Okay," said Robin. He wasn't interested in history at that moment. He
wanted to see semi-naked men on the beach.

A short time later Alain pointed to his right. "That is part of the old
city wall. We'll take a walk along the ramparts later."

"Where is the beach?" Robin asked.

"Past those fishing boats and through a gap in the wall straight ahead,"
replied Alain.

Robin smiled when he saw the beach and the small sheltered stretch of
sea. Unlike beaches he had visited in England, it wasn't lined with cafes
and ice cream shops. There was just the city wall behind and the sea out in
front. "Nice," he said.

There were some families with small children, some courting couples and
some groups of older teenagers but Robin led his dad towards an area where
some middle-aged men were sitting in small groups. "This is perfect," he
announced as he pulled off his t-shirt. By the time Alain had spread out
towels for them to lie on, Robin had stripped down to his low-cut
swim-briefs and was displaying a semi-erect cock.

Pulling the sunblock from his bag, Robin held it out. "Rub some sun cream
on me, please," he said to Alain.

Alain took the bottle from Robin and told him to turn around. As his dad
rubbed sunblock on his shoulders and back, Robin looked around and was
pleased to see a few men looking in his direction. His cock stiffened
further and he made no attempt to hide it.

"Shall I do your front or will you manage?" Alain asked as his hands worked
lower.

"You do it, please, Dad," replied Robin.

Robin turned around a few moments later and Alain gasped when he saw the
very obvious erection in the boy's swim-briefs. "Can't you control that
thing?" he whispered to Robin.

"What thing?" Robin looked down and then smiled. "Oh! That thing. No, I'm
afraid not." He lowered his voice and added, "Not when I'm near you
anyway."

"People might see." Alain looked around but he didn't see anyone looking
shocked or upset.

Robin shrugged. "It's a natural thing at my age and I don't think that
French people are easily shocked by the human body. There are several women
topless on the beach."

"Sit down until it becomes a little less obvious," responded Alain.

Robin pouted and then grinned as he sat down. "I don't mind other men
seeing me with a stiffy. In fact, I'd be quite happy to be naked if this
was a men-only beach."

Alain rolled his eyes. Then he smiled and said, "Maybe when you're older I
will take you to a nudist beach."

"One with men only? Gay men?" Robin asked hopefully.

Alain laughed. "If I can find a beach like that."

"Wow! My stiffy isn't going to go down now!" declared Robin.

"Well, lie face down and sunbathe for a little while," said Alain.

A family with small children planted themselves not far away a short time
later and Robin's thoughts moved away from sex. He was happy to swim and
mess around in the warm sea water with his father for a while.

They lay on the beach and chatted afterwards. Then Robin decided that they
should take some photos of each other.

"Okay. We'll go for lunch and a walk around the Old Town after that," said
Alain. "Then come back for another swim before we head back to Nice."

"Sounds like a great plan to me," grinned Robin. Then he leaned closer and
whispered, "I know of a good form of exercise to work up an appetite for
dinner." He winked and wiggled his eyebrows as he stared at the bulge in
Alain's swim-briefs.

Alain smiled, shook his head and said nothing.

***


All too soon the trip to Nice was over. Robin was a bit sad as they headed
towards the station but he was excited by the thought of the long train
journey ahead. He smiled at Alain and said, "I liked Nice but it's good to
be heading home."

"I'm glad you think of my apartment in Paris as home," smiled Alain. "You
have two homes now - one with me and one with your mum."

"It's nice having homes in two different countries but I wish you lived
closer," said Robin.

Alain looked at Robin. "If we lived very close, you wouldn't have an excuse
to stay overnight with me."

"That's true." Robin sighed. "I guess there isn't a perfect solution. Well,
maybe after I leave school..."

"We can't plan too far ahead," said Alain. "Let's just enjoy what we have
at present."

Robin nodded. "Okay. Shall we buy some cakes or pastries for the train
journey?"

Alain laughed. "Thinking about food as always!"

Robin laughed too but then said, "I'm also thinking about what we will be
doing in bed tonight."

Alain told Robin to be quiet and then took him into a patisserie to buy
some sweet things to eat on the train.


The journey home was uneventful, although one elderly woman who joined the
train in Marseille didn't seem to approve of Robin whispering things to his
father. She would have disapproved even more if she had heard what Robin
said, or if she had noticed the boy's erection while he was discussing what
he wanted to his father to do to him.

It was after 8pm when they reached Alain's apartment. "We will leave our
bags unpacked for now and go out for supper. I'm hungry and I guess you are
too," Alain said to Robin.

"Yeah. Lunch on the train was a very long time ago," agreed Robin.

Ten minutes later they were studying the menu in a nearby brasserie. "I
think I'll have the duck breast with honey sauce," said Alain.

"Me too," smiled Robin. "And a bottle of the fizzy water...Perrier. You
will have red wine, I think."

"Correct," said Alain. "But just one glass. I have things to do later."

Robin shook his head. "You only need to do me tonight," he said with a
straight face. He leaned forward and whispered," I'm horny."

Alain rolled his eyes. "As always."


They enjoyed their meal and strolled back towards the apartment. "Do you
know what I have missed most about your apartment, Dad?" Robin asked.

"The dirty magazines?" suggested Alain.

"No!" Robin laughed. "Your big shower. I hated not being able to shower
with you in Nice."

Alain smiled and put an arm around the boy's shoulders. "I missed showering
with you too."

A short time later they were in the shower together. They kissed and
caressed under the warm water before they cleaned each other with soapy
hands. Rinsing off was followed by some cocksucking and then they dried
each other. Finally Alain picked Robin up and carried him to the bedroom.

Alain dropped Robin onto the bed and rolled him onto his front. "I want to
start by eating your hot little hole tonight," he told the boy.

Robin loved being rimmed so he happily spread his legs. He was soon moaning
with pleasure as his dad's tongue and lips worked on his rear entrance. He
whimpered when a wet finger was pushed inside him and then said, "Please
fuck me now. I need your big cock in me."

"Soon," said Alain. "Allow me to admire these beautiful twin mounds just a
little longer." He used both his hands to caress and spread Robin's
buttocks. Then he let his throbbing cock fall into the crevice and made
fucking movements as he watched his cock slide up and down between the two
pale arsecheeks. "You really have a beautiful little bum," he said.

"I'm glad you like it because I love having your big cock inside my little
bum," said Robin.

"Yeah? You want my cock inside you now?" Alain teased.

"Yes, please. Put it inside and fuck me until you cum," replied Robin.

Alain smiled as he reached for the lube. Moments later Robin was moaning as
the thick cock stretched his entrance. He gasped when it finally entered
him and then sighed. "It's in. Fill me up and fuck me hard," he said.

Alain pushed deeper and soon the whole of his cock was deep inside the hot,
tight tunnel. He leaned forward to kiss Robin's shoulder and then nibble
his earlobe. "Sex has never been this good with anyone else," he
whispered. Then he began his slow in and out movements, bringing little
whimpers from Robin.

The pleasurable noises coming from Robin became louder as Alain speeded up,
increasing his lust for the boy. "I love you, Robin. I love you and I love
sex with you."

"I feel the same, Dad," said Robin. "I used to love wanking but it's
nothing compared to cumming while you fuck me."

Alain still sometimes felt guilty about having sex with his son but hearing
that Robin loved it as much as he did made him feel that it wasn't a bad
thing.

A short time later, Robin said, "I'm going to cum soon. Fuck me harder!"

Alain was close to orgasm too but he gave Robin the faster, harder fuck
that he wanted.

"Oh yes, Dad. Oh, yeah. That's so good." Robin began to whimper louder then
he cried, "I'm cumming!" before spunking off hands-free.

Feeling Robin's anal muscles clamping and unclamping his cock as he
ejaculated took Alain over the edge. "I'm cumming too!" Then he groaned and
sent volley after volley of man-cum deep inside the youngster's arse.

They cuddled together afterwards and Robin said that it had been one of his
best fucks. "I'm really going to miss having sex with you before I go to
sleep," he added.

"I'm going to miss it too," said Alain. "I'll give you the dildo to take
home with you and you can think of me as you play with it."

"The dildo isn't nearly as good as your cock. I also love feeling your
hands on my body and your kisses," responded Robin.

"I understand. It will be hard for both of us being apart," said Alain. "We
will just have to make the most of our time when we are together.


***


"It's a lovely sunny day. I think we should go to Versailles," Alain told
Robin while they were having breakfast.

"I like that idea," smiled Robin. He was still glowing from their early
morning sex session.

"It's quite easy to get to," Alain went on. "We take the Metro and then RER
line C to a station called Château Rive Gauche. The palace is about
ten minutes' walk from there."

"Do I have to dress up because it's a palace?" Robin asked.

"No. It's really just a museum now so those shorts are fine," replied
Alain.

"Great! I want to keep my suntan," said Robin. "It's a pity it's not an all
over tan though."

Alain laughed. "It's nearly all over but I think it's sexy when I see your
pale parts. Especially your beautiful bum."

Robin grinned. "Maybe you could fuck my sexy bum again before we go out?"

"Nice thought but no," responded Alain.

"Spoilsport!" Robin stuck his tongue out and then smiled.


Robin didn't complain about the queue for entry into the Palace of
Versailles. He was happy people-watching and listening to the various
languages and accents he heard around him.

"Mum would approve of this visit. She likes educational stuff like this,"
Robin said as they walked into the `Grand Apartments'. He didn't spend a
lot of time looking at the paintings but he found it interesting to see the
furniture in the various rooms. Alain couldn't explain why the king and
queen had separate apartments but he pointed out that the palace had 2,300
rooms. They visited the Royal Chapel and Robin was amazed at the Royal
Opera. He stood in silence for some time when they were in the Hall of
Mirrors. He had read that there were actually 357 large mirrors in the vast
room. He gazed at the paintings on the vaulted ceiling, looked at the
statues and the amount of gold or gilded items on display.

"It's no wonder they got their heads chopped off," he finally said to
Alain. "Look at all this expensive nonsense when ordinary people were
starving. What was it Marie-Antoinette said when she heard that the
peasants had no bread? Let them eat cake."

"The royal family didn't know or didn't care how ordinary people lived,"
said Alain. "Let's go out into the gardens now. You will be impressed when
you see Apollo's Fountain."


They spent longer outside the palace than inside. Apart the formal gardens
and the various fountains, Alain took Robin to see the pavilions known as
the Petit Trianon and the Grand Trianon, and the theatre built for Queen
Marie-Antoinette. "There is more but I think you have had enough history
for one day," he told Robin. "It's almost 1.30pm so it's definitely time
for lunch."

Robin nodded. "I agree. I'm starving."

They found a restaurant with outside tables and had steak-frites for
lunch. Robin found room for mousse au chocolat for dessert but Alain just
had a coffee. They then made their way back into the city.

Alain helped Robin learn some more French words and phrases during the rest
of the afternoon and then Robin decided that he would cook dinner. "I want
to practice cooking that chicken dish with the creamy mushroom sauce," he
told his dad. "Will you come to the supermarket with me and help buy the
ingredients?"

Alain was happy to help Robin shopping. Robin had his notes so he didn't
need help cooking the food. "That is really tasty. You've done a good job,"
he told the boy when they started eating.

"Thanks, Dad," smiled Robin. "I will cook it for Mum one night as a
surprise."


***


When Alain returned from the boulangerie with a baguette and a couple of
croissants the following morning, he was also carrying a letter. "It's a
letter from your mum," he told Robin. "I wrote to her before we went to
Nice, telling her the address and phone number of our hotel in case of an
emergency. I also told her that you'd like to do a little sightseeing in
London on the way home and suggested she join us. I wonder what she thinks
of the idea."

"Open the letter and let's see," said Robin.

Alain opened the letter and they read it together.

"Dear Alain,

I'm very happy to hear that you and Robin are getting along so well
together. Even though you and Robin seemed to like each other when you were
here in Manchester with me, I was a little nervous about how things would
work out when the two of you were alone. Robin's first postcard put my mind
at rest to some extent but I was relieved to get your letter and find out
that you really have bonded."

Robin rubbed his dad's thigh and said, "We have more than bonded."

"Sshhh. That's our secret," said Alain. "I want to know if she is coming to
London."

They both peered over the letter again.

"I hope you have a lovely time together in Nice. I still have warm memories
of that summer with you.

It was very kind of you to invite me to join you in London and to pay for
my hotel room. One of the girls has agreed to cover for me that Saturday
afternoon so I will be on the train arriving in Euston station around
5.30pm. I look forward to seeing you and Robin there. Please give him a hug
from me.

Love, Jean"

"That's great. We can book a hotel in London today," Alain said.

"A room for Mum and a room for the two of us," said Robin.

"Yes, of course," said Alain. "But it will have to be a room with two beds
in case your mum asks to see our room. Don't worry! That won't stop us
making love."

Robin smiled. "I'm glad to hear that!"

"Okay. Now let's have breakfast," said Alain.


They visited a travel agent later that morning and Alain made a reservation
for two rooms in a hotel within walking distance of Euston station.

Robin was quiet when they left the travel agent and Alain knew it was
because his visit in Paris was coming to an end.

"Let's do something different today. I think I'll take you to
Saint-Germain-en-Laye, just outside the city," said Alain. He was pleased
to see Robin smile in response.

The RER train took them to the small town to the west of Paris. When they
emerged from the underground station, one of the first things Robin saw was
a huge castle. "That dates back to the fourteenth century," Alain
explained. "King James II of England lived in the castle after he was
deposed and he spent the rest of his life there. It has housed a museum for
over two hundred years but I don't think you would find it very
interesting."

They wandered around the street market in the centre of the town and then
went for lunch. Robin was his normal cheerful self by now. "What would you
like to do after lunch?" Alain asked.

"Go home and have sex," whispered Robin.

Alain smiled. "Again?"

Robin nodded. "We have to make the most of our time together."



To be continued