Date: Sun, 9 May 2010 07:07:58 -0700 (PDT) From: Bank Jobs Subject: The Sexual Fantasy of a Dad One day I walked in on my son while some kid was blowing him. My son was on his back, nude from the waist down and forcing the boy's head down on his dick as he face fucked him. When my son noticed me his mouth dropped, but I quickly stuck out my tongue and ran is all around the outside of my lips to let my son know I was OK with what was happening. My son arched his back and made a face like he was taking a shit and I knew he was coming. I moved away from the doorway and as I did, I heard the other boy say; "Now it's your turn to do me." I had first thought my son was getting a blowjob from one of the little boys in the neighborhood, but when they came out of the bedroom, I realized it was a friend from school. My son is big strapping boy of 16. Almost as tall as me, and a sophomore in high school who could pass for a senior. The friend on the other hand was slim and short. Which is why when I had seen him on his knees from the back, I thought him younger. I heard something about my son not feeling well, and the kid left. The next morning my son tried not to make eye contact so I waited until we were along in the kitchen. I then asked my son if his friend was coming over that evening, and my son mumbled something, which I did not catch, but he also shook his head no. I went up to him and whispered into his ear: "That's OK we don't need him." As I pressed myself against him so that my son could feel my erection against his ass, and I licked my son's ear. I actually heard my son gulp, and then I licked his cheek, and the back of his neck. I reached around the front, and groped my son and was amazed to feel not only that he had an erection, but the size. I was surprised to realize my boy had a grown man's cock. I squeezed his dick and told him: "This cock now belongs to me." That night my sister came over, and her kids stayed the night. With so many people in the house, it was impossible for me to seduce my son. In hindsight, it worked out for the best. I say that because over the next week I was relentless in letting my son know what we were going to do. Moreover, my son's response told me he was excited. At first, I was subtle. While I stood pressed up again him, or while I rub his thigh, I would say things like: "You are so soft." "You make me feel so good." I can hardly wait till we are alone." Because my son's reaction to all of this was heavy breathing, inability to speak, or soft moaning I got much more aggressive with him, and soon I was blatant with him while I openly felt him up: "I'm going to suck that dick of yours dry." "I intend to drain your balls." "You know they called me `Larry Lips' in the Navy for a reason don't you". Poor kid. I think that first week he walked around with a hard on almost 100% of the time, and he spend a lot of time in the bathroom; most likely beating off. Finally, my wife went out one evening and I went in. Into his ass that is. My son knew he was getting a blowjob, but I do not think my son had a clue he was taking it up the ass. I went into his bedroom and started undressing him. He was reluctant to kiss me on the mouth, but I insisted. I used my tongue and soon he was responding in kind. As we French kissed I slowly undressed him. As I moved his shirt off his shoulder, I kissed it. Did the same for his nipple, and his navel. When I pulled his pants to his ankles, his hard-on pushed the material of his underwear out as much as the white briefs could expand so that the outline of his cock was literally transparent. I knelt in front of him and went to work on that big dick of his right through the cotton. I lick the shaft, bit it, and blew air on his dick. Did the same for the balls. I focused on licking at the head until the cloth was so wet it might as well not have been there. Not sure if it was my saliva, or his pre-cum, but the underwear was soaked right where the head ended. The whole time I rub his incredible ass. Moreover, it was indeed incredible. Perfectly round, two perfect cheeks, a perfect delineation between the ass and legs. For a large kid he did not have a big ass, but oh so firm, an athlete's ass. When he put both his hands on my head, I knew I had him. I looked him right in the eye and while I stripped, I said: "Take off your underwear you are getting fucked". Ever been in the middle of something only to be interrupted to the point you forget what you were doing? I had stripped down to my last sock when my son took off his underwear. The size of his dick stopped me in my track. Not sure, what word to use here. Incredible? Amazing? Fantastic? His dick was long enough so that after six inches it started to curve to the left. And so fat, the weight forced it to point slightly down. My son was the definition of hung. Had I not just finished telling him he was being fucked I would have sucked on that beauty. Maybe even fucked myself on it. However, I decided to stay focused and fuck him. As we French kissed, I lubed his ass, and then sat down. I had him sit on my dick. When he felt my cock head at his pincher, his eyes got wide but I pulled him down onto my cock. My boy is used to being hit in sports so he can deal with pain, but still he grimaced as I entered him. We kissed and I rubbed his back and ass, and bit his nipples as my cock slowly entered him. He continued moving down the shaft of my dick taking more and more up his ass. When he was fully impaled on it, I felt my dick twitch in his ass. I waited for him to move on it, but when he did not, I started. First, I fucked him so gradually, my moving was almost imperceptible. However, I so desperately needed to come I began to pump harder. He placed both hands on my arms as I fucked him, and there was no doubt that my cock was being felt. I bit his nipples, his neck, his lip. He said: "I'm coming." We both did. As we were fighting to catch our breaths, my son still sitting on my rock hard cock, we heard movement behind us and both looked towards the door. My brother was standing there smiling and he said: "Well, well."