Date: Fri, 08 Oct 2010 02:23:58 -0400 From: Mantis Writer Subject: Shadows Part 1 This is a work of fiction. None of the events described here have actually, taken place to the best of my knowledge. The following story may involve descriptions of sex between males some of whom may not be of legal age. If this is offensive to you or not legal to read in your area please hit the back button now. If you are not of legal age to read such material also kindly hit the back button, thank you. This story is from my mind. Please do not take credit for it. Create your own story or go steal something else. Thank you. Please send Comments/Suggestions: to mantiswriter@cyberdude.com. Flames will be ignored. Shadows By MantisWriter It's been two years now since my wife left. It wasn't her fault, I don't blame her. I knew when I married her that she wasn't all there, mentally. Something in her brain just wasn't connected right, so I had a feeling that one day I would come home and she would be gone. Life in the last two years has been hectic though as I was suddenly thrusted into life as a single father. My son Ethan, is seven now, just about to start the second grade. He is one of the sweetest, most loving people I know. And if it weren't for the last shot of whiskey I just downed I would never be standing in the doorway to his room at three in the morning. Ethan is no stranger to my late night visits. I would feel bad about them, if I weren't so drunk. Maybe it is because of that drunkedness that I think he actually enjoys the visits as much as I do. I stare into my son's mostly dark room. The only light coming from the night light to the side of the bed. I like it lighted like that. Somehow it makes everything seem so much more sensual. I feel my cock pulse in my pants with anticipation as I step into my son's bedroom and see his sleeping face sticking out from the top of his blanket. His blond hair has fallen against his pillow as he sleeps on his side. I go over to him, and kneel at his bedside, my face mere inches from his sleeping one. I look into his face, which somehow in the dim light looks even more beautiful. I run my fingers gently through his hair, causing him to stir slightly. It would not surprise me one bit if I were to find him already awake. He seems to sense when his Daddy needs him, in that special way. Slowly I bring my finger down the lenghth of his forehead, to the bridge of his nose. His eyes begin to flutter as my finger continues down his button nose and onto his red, warm lips. "Come on, baby open for Daddy," I whisper. I know he's awake now. Quickly his red lips part and I slip my index finger inside his warm, wet mouth. I feel him begin to suck on my digit. "Good boy," I whisper encourigingly. "Get it nice and wet for Daddy." Ethan opens his eyes and stares into mine as I press my finger further into his mouth. "Let me see you baby," I whisper to him. Obediently he pushes the sheet off of himself, revealing his already naked hairless body. "Fuck yeah," I say, as I see his naked body come into view. "Lay on your back, Ethan." He quickly rolls onto his back, his little cock sticking straight up towards the cieling. "Ooh, does little Ethan need some attention?" I ask, as I slowly slide my finger out of his mouth. "Yes, please," he whispers. "What do you want Daddy to do?" I ask, already knowing the answer. "Tell Daddy what little Ethan needs?" "Your mouth," Ethan answers, knowing how this is going to play out just as well as I do. "Well then what little Ethan wants, little Ethan gets," I say, as I shift myself so my face is directly over my son's hairless crotch. I take a deep breath and smell soap, mixed with a little sweat, and my eyes roll back in my head. "Mmm, my boy smells really good tonight. I can't wait to taste him," I say in a husky voice before lowering my head and engulfing my sons two inch cock and his two small balls in my mouth all at once. "Ohhhhh," Ethan moans loudly as I begin to run my tongue all over his genitals. I bring my index finger, wet with his spit, up and in between his now splayed legs. Quickly I find his waiting hole and start playing with it. I want to get him worked up, really worked up. The hotter he is, the better it is for me. And luckily over the last couple of years I have come to learn exactly what gets my little boy hot. "Is my little boy's pussy hungry tonight?" I ask in a whisper after lifting my head only slightly from his groin. "Yes, Daddy," he grunts as I press my finger gently against his waiting hole. "Mmmm great, 'cause I have plently to feed it," I say, as my finger slips into his cunt. "Ohhh yeah! My baby boy does have a hungry pussy tonight! Baby, you know Daddy's hungry too," I say as I start to slowly finger fuck him. "You know what Daddy's hungry for?" "My butt?" Ethan asks, this is the part he still has trouble with. "What did you call it?" I ask as I push my finger further into his hole, soliciting a loud moan. "I mean my pussy," he says. "That's better my little pussy boy," I whisper before I lick the head of his cock. "You have a pussy back here. You know why?" "Because we put things in it," he says, through another moan as I start licking his little sack. "Mmmm, we sure do," I say. "And what do we put in your pussy?" "Your finger," Ethan says, softly. "Right," I say, before kissing where his leg meets groin. "What else goes in here?" "Your tongue," he moans as again I lick his sack. "Very good," I say. "Keep going." "Your cock," he giggles as he says the word. "Uncle Tim's finger, and tongue, and cock." "Oooh yeah," I say. "Uncle Tim loves your little pussy doesn't he?" I ask, referring to my brother, who is more fucked up than I am. "Yeah," Ethan giggles. "Maybe we should pay Uncle Tim a visit this weekend," I say. "Can we?" Ethan asks, excitedly. "Maybe," I say. "But first I want to see my little boy's ass," I say taking my finger out of him. "That's it sexy roll over show me that beautiful ass." Ethan is just slim enough in the rest of his body that his somewhat meaty ass juts out from his back into almost a perfect bubble shape. The two halves divided by, what I find to be, a very inviting, eroticly small crack. "Mmm yeah baby," I say, as I grab his leg and pull him so his legs hang over the side of the bed and his ass juts out just slightly right under my face. "What an ass, my little boy has! And what's in here?" I ask as I push my finger between his sexy mounds and press on his hole. "My pussy," he answers. "Good boy," I say, in almost a whisper as I grab an ass cheek in each of my hands and pull them apart to reveal his tender, tiny pussy. "Ahh fuck!" I moan at the sight of his little hole staring back at me. "Time for Daddy's snack!" Slowly I bring my face down to my son's ass, and inhale deeply as my nose reaches his spread crack. Ethan knows to take a really good bath every night before bed, and it's a cool night so he hasn't sweat that much. Still I can smell him through the soap and it makes my eyes roll back in my head again. I quickly press my lips against his tight little pucker and start to suck, every once in a while letting my tongue slip out and press on his tasty pussy. "Daddy!" Ethan squeals when he feels my wet tongue spreading his pussy, he absolutely loves this part. "Mmmmmm," I moan as I continue to smooch his hot ass. As I suck on his hole, tonguing it ocassionally, I hold his meaty cheeks in my hands and squeeze gently every time my tongue dives into his hot, waiting hole. The extra stimulation of my hands digging into his flesh at the same time my tongue goes into his core drives Ethan up the wall. He absolutely loves getting his ass played with. Lucky for him I love playing with that exact part of him. If I continue doing this long enough I could make him dry cum. But this is not the way I want him to reach his climax. I much prefer to be planted deep inside of him, and feel him reach his peak from the inside. Reluctantly, I back my face away from his delicious ass and reach into his night stand drawer where a tube of lube is waiting. I quickly squeeze out a large amount onto my right hand and get my cock good and greased. "You know what Daddy's going to do now?" I ask my son in a husky voice as I stand over him, looking down at his up turned ass as i rub the lube onto my cock. "Fuck me?" Ethan asks. "Damn right boy," I say, as I push my hands under his hips and lift. He quickly brings his knees up under him, which lifts his ass into the air and separates his cheeks so his pussy is staring right at me. "Oooh fuck, that's my favorite view!" I grab my cock and give it one more stroke before aiming the head at my little boy's pussy. The head of my cock is wet with a mixture of lube and pre-cum that I have been leaking seemingly since the moment I stepped into my son's room. And it is that mixture that I rub all over Ethan's tiny core, making it wet and shiny just like my cock. Ethan moans when he feels the head of my cock rubbing his cunt. "You like that baby?" I whisper. "Yes, Daddy," he says. "You like Daddy's cock rubbing against your pussy?" "Yeah!" he says, enthusiastically. "Where do want Daddy to put his cock?" I ask. "In my pussy!" "Oooh yeah," I moan. "Daddy's cock loves your pussy baby. It's so warm and tight. Can you open your pussy, baby? Open it for Daddy's cock!" Quickly Ethan, who is resting his head and shoulders on his bed while his ass is stuck up in the air, brings his hands back to his ass and with each index fingers spreads his little hole for me. "Oh yeah!" I say as I see his little fingers spreading his even smaller hole. "Open wide for me baby!" I add as I press the tip of my cock right up against my son's spread hole. "Here it comes baby. Daddy's cock is going to be inside your hungry little pussy." I slowly press my cock harder against my son and I can see his well used hole spread wider to admit the flared head of my pulsing cock. I moan as I feel the heat, the tightness of my little boy's core. Ethan moves his hands away from his ass, every once in a while emmitting a small grunt as I press more and more of my hardness into him. My perverted mind goes into overload as my son's hole takes my entire seven inches. I let out a loud moan of delight when I feel the softness of his smooth ass cheeks pressed up against my hairy groin. I give him a second to get accustomed to my stretcher. I look down onto his face, as he lays against his bed, slowly his red lips spread into a small smile and I take that as my green light. I begin a slow rythmic fuck of my son. Sliding my cock back so only the head remains inside before sliding back in to the hilt. After a couple of heavenly minutes of this it is time for the real fun to begin. "Is my little slut ready for a real fucking?" I ask, as I burry my cock fully in my son's cunt. "Yes, Daddy," he answers. "Yeah, my little boy is ready to get his pussy pounded hard by his Daddy!" I say. "That's my nasty boy!" I add as I gently slap his right ass cheek. I pull back slowly one last time, until only the head of my cock is left inside my son's hole. Then without warning I ram it all back in, and begin to really pound my son. I watch as Ethan's lush lips form a perfect little O. His blond hair bouncing as I ram his little ass. The room smells like sex, the only sounds are my son's tiny grunts and the slapping of my groin against his white ass. All too soon I feel my balls pulling up closer to my body. Nights like these I never could last very long. I had been watching Ethan all day, wantng him. I had waited for the moment that cock would be burried in his as and the moment feels even better than I had been picturing. I lower my mouth down to Ethan's ear, and gently lick at his ear lobe before whispering in his ear. "Daddy's ready to cum. Does Daddy's little boy want my cum in his cunt?" "Yeah!" Ethan says, excitedly. The high pitched sound of his voice is like the finger on the trigger and almost instantly my orgasm takes me over as my cock begins to spurt after spurt of cum into my son. Exhausted I roll off onto the bed next to Ethan, my cock dislodging from his ass with a wet pop. "That was a big one, Daddy!" Ethan says, as he roll on his side to look at me. "Well that's your fault," I chuckle as I tossle his blond hair a little. "So can we?" "Can we what?" "See Uncle Tim this weekend?" "How about I call him tomorrow and see if he's free?" I ask enjoying the look of hope on my son's face. "Yeah, that would be so cool!" To be continued... Comments to: mantiswriter@cyberdude.com