Date: Sat, 30 Dec 2006 01:04:57 -0700 From: Xavier Subject: Spring Break Sailing #2 Spring Break Sailing #2 by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his teenaged son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list). If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me as well. Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk. Alec proved to have an insatiable libido. About two hours after our fuck session below-decks, while I was sitting on the deck soaking up some more rays, my naked son came up the stairs. I was focused on some dolphins playing in the azure water and so didn't notice him until he was right in front of my body. Noticing his shadow, I turned my head away from the frolicking animals and was greeted by his brown pubes and cock jutting straight out. Before I could say or do anything, he had grabbed me by the hair and was shoving his cock past my lips. "You need some more meat," he said. I held onto his ass with both of my hands, squeezing his taut muscles while his pelvis rocked back and both. I opened my mouth wide to try to swallow his hard meat as he attacked the back of my throat. Soon he was maneuvering so he was kneeling on the cushions, his body shoving me against the seat. "Swallow my cock!" He gripped the bar above the seat and started ramming my throat violently. "Yeah, you want my fuckin' cum, don't you?!" he asked rhetorically. His intensity was driving me wild with passion, and I devoured my son's dick as if it was lifesaving medicine. I could smell remnants of the lube he had put on his rod before he shoved it up my ass, and it heightened my lust for his hard flesh. Sooner than I had wished, however, his cum was exploding into my throat. I swallowed his load as quickly as possible while he pinned my head against the cushion. After several spurts of his precious juice, he pulled out of my mouth and sat down next to me still gasping for air. I quickly dropped to my knees and replaced his cock in my mouth. "Fuck yeah! Don't waste a drop!" he said as I continued milking his rod. When no more cum was leaking from his cock, I sat back down on the bench. Reflexively I grabbed my throbbing dick and started to stroke it. After a few moments of silence, I heard him say: "You're a good dad, you know that?" "Thanks, son. You're pretty awesome yourself." As I said this I saw him get on his knees and push my legs apart. My heart jumped to my throat as I saw his mouth open and his brown hair descending to my crotch. "Oh Alec!" I sighed as his lips passed over the head of my dick. I rested my head against the cushion as one of his hands massaged my balls while his mouth ran up and down my dick. It amused me for some odd reason to think how my son was sucking on the very cock that was responsible for bringing him into the world to begin with. The whole day was just too much, and I could feel my orgasm readying. "I'm about to cum son," I said, as he had done for me for the first time. He picked up speed and deep throated it just as my cock erupted. My fingernails dug into the vinyl cover beneath my hands as my boy swallowed my load. When he was done, I said "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He chuckled and said "You're welcome! It's the least I could do." We sat down together, my arm around his shoulders and enjoyed the tranquil breeze. There wasn't enough wind to really do much sailing, so we decided, after a few more minutes, to go for a swim. The water felt a little cool against our bodies that had been heated by the sun and sex, but it was not uncomfortable at all. After our swim we lay down together and took a nap on the bed. Then we did some fishing but were unsuccessful. I couldn't get enough of seeing his naked toned body. He looked like a living work of art to me. Once he caught me staring and gave me a smile that melted me to my very core. The rest of the day was mostly spent relaxing. I read, and he played on his Gameboy. When evening arrived, I went to the galley to start fixing some dinner. As I stood at the sink cleaning veggies, Alec came downstairs. I smiled a greeting at him but wasn't paying attention enough to notice his cock was growing. He came up behind me and embraced me, his arms wrapping around my torso. Now I could feel his hard dick pressed against me. "Someone's happy," I said. "Uh huh," he replied, his hand moving to my crotch, "and horny." His cock slipped between my cheeks, and I set down the potato I was peeling. My eyes closed automatically as I concentrated on the sensation of his hard cock, which was still swelling, buried in my crack. "Horny, huh?" I asked lamely. "Yeah. I'm thinking I need an appetizer before dinner." He pulled away and moved to the bench where we ate our meals and grabbed the bottle of lube from earlier. By the time he turned around, I was on my knees in front of him. He smiled down at me, and I engulfed his cock in my mouth. He slowly pumped in and out of it a few times before saying "OK, time for some ass, Dad." I released his delicious meat and got on all fours. I heard the bottle click shut and then felt him move behind me and join me on the floor. When I felt his hands spreading my ass cheeks apart, I begged "Fuck me Alec!" I shivered as I felt his cock enter me. "Just ram it in son!" "You sure?" he asked. I started backing up impaling myself on his young rod. "Give me your fucking cock!" I almost screamed. I felt his fingers grip my hips, and then he plunged his dick into me as fast as he could. While I was looser than before, I still wasn't loose enough for him to shove it all in at once, and especially without pain. I muffled a near scream and thrust my butt backward and swallowed the remainder of his firm flesh. "Yeah, bitch! Fuck yourself!" he said. And I did! I rocked my body back and forth on his dick. Soon as I pushed backward, he thrust forward. "Yesssss!!" I hissed. He began pounding me now. "Take every inch cocksucker!" He fucked me hard for a few moments before suddenly stopping. Had he cum already?! Then my heart sank as I felt his cock withdrawing from my hole. I started to back up again hoping to keep it wedged in me. "Dad, this isn't comfortable. Bend over the bed." I hurriedly got off of the floor and practically ran to the bed. Immediately I bent over the edge, thrusting my ass into the air. He fed the familiar helmet of his cock to my hole, and as soon as it entered, he grabbed my hips and then shoved the rest in. In no time he was back in his rhythm. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you!" "Do it! Do it son!" I begged. He rammed me so hard, I had to put a hand on my cock to keep it from being squished against the wood frame of the bed. As he pounded my ass, I could've sworn I could feel his balls bouncing against me. "You're so damn tight! Bet it's better than pussy!" "Oh yes, fuck me son!" I felt his fingernails dig into my skin and figured he must be getting close. His pace quickened and the thrusts became shorter. "Fill my ass!" Again he picked up speed. I heard him moaning softly, and then his body was flush with mine. His cock twitched fiercely in my ass as he emptied his hot load into me. He rested his chest on my back as he continued to cum. After a short while he got up. I turned over and could hear him at the sink. "What you doing?" "Washing it off." "Oh," I said. He came back over, and I sat up. As soon as I did, I noticed his semierect cock in front of my face. "You know what to do." What? I may have bitched before about teenagers, but now I was giving thanks! I quickly took his dick into my mouth and began sucking on it. He rested a hand on my head as I worshipped his meat. "Let me lay down," he said, pulling his dick out of my wet mouth. I followed him to the bed. He lay on his back, and I waited while he got settled in before crawling between his legs and burying his cock in my throat again. Since he had just cum, it gratefully took longer before I was able to taste his salty juice once more. And, needless to say, there wasn't much of it this time either. But I wasn't going to complain. I had his dick in my mouth and his jizz in my stomach and ass. Life was fucking good! Watch for part 3