Date: Sat, 21 Dec 2002 02:50:23 +0530
From: karan prasad <karan_prasad@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sujay My Son-3

DISCLAIMER: WARNING: This is a piece of homoerotic/adult fiction. It was
written by an adult only for the amusement of other adults. If you are
eighteen years or younger; or if you have any objections to this type of
material please read no further. The author will not be held responsible if
you read beyond this warning! CODES: M/M Gay Incest Oral Fantasy)


Might be after half an hour or so I got up with a feeling of stiff neck. But
still I was in heaven remembering everything that had happened. And I was
glad that it is happening. I got up with no idea about what to do next. I
got up and looked at Sujay. I kept staring at him for a while. He is
beautiful. His body is covered in flawless wheat colored skin crowned by a
set of thick black hair. His eyes are big, black and talkative. His nose is
not very pointed but attractive. His pink lips as if will bring life even to
concrete, with teeth as if a string of beaded pearls on bed of roses. His
wide chin followed by a slender neck. Oh God! I had never seen my son so
beautiful. I mean I had seen him but never admired in this way.
My cock had already started to ache. I felt to push it in Sujay's mouth and
do it hard. Do his mouth real hard. I started to imagine me doing it. I am
standing on my knees above his chest with my fully erect cock in his mouth
choking it altogether. He is choking not because I have a monstrous cock,
but because he is new and naive at the business. He is struggling hard to
breath and I am not allowing him to get any. Do his mouth is all that I
wanted. He is still struggling trying to move here and there and I am
holding him as firmly as possible by his hair, by his head. I like him
fighting in my arms. Fighting desperately to get free and yet wanting it to
be forced on him. I know he will like it that way when it happens to him. I
came out of my imaginations only pressing my cock hard with my own hands.
Sujay was calling me in his sleep, asking me to do to every inch of his
body. I thought for a while. Shall I proceed to do what I have been
imagining or just let him sleep peacefully. I know that whole day he too
must have been as restless as I was. He too must be confused with what had
happened and desiring it to happen again and again. And by now I was pretty
sure about it.
I went out in the toilet to let my bladder out but my hard cock wouldn't do
it. I tried in vain for a few seconds and left just shaking it a couple of
times and then washing my face. I went into the kitchen and tried to eat
something but I couldn't. Sujay lying still and satisfied was still calling
me loudly. I controlled my self and keeping my hand on the hard cock in my
shorts I went to my bedroom making fruitless efforts to sleep. I wanted to
at least jerk of my self. But my heart wouldn't accept it. I mean the
prince, the angel of my love was sleeping in the next room and how am I
going to jerk myself off no matter however hard my cock troubles me.
Battling with my hard cock, I don't remember when I felt asleep. It must
have been a deep sleep, though a short one. When I got up, it was because of
some movements over my body. It was Sujay, lying next to me with his head
resting on my shoulder and his hand playing with the hairs on my chest, his
fingers moving tenderly through them as if searching for some solace and I
had it for him. We two together where in a blissful peace. I mean nothing
can be better than we two together can. At least for me it was so. And I am
sure even Sujay must be feeling the same. I looked around without disturbing
his play. His bed sheet was lying on the floor. He would have come wrapping
it around and then snuggled into mine, all naked. I couldn't help but smile
at this thought. I tried to feel his hard cock. He wasn't hard. Might be he
was just affectionate and romantic.
I pulled him closer, pretending to be asleep, still lying on the back,
keeping track of his every move. His fingers moved everywhere on the chest
and whenever they spotted my nipples they didn't forget to draw circles
around them. With his each move I was getting a hard on. At times I felt him
writing something there. Might be something like - Dad I love. It was just
my guessing but I couldn't figure it out exactly though I tried a lot. His
hand slowly headed towards there where we both wanted. I was still wearing
my shorts and a white brief under it. His hand crept slowly above my shorts
trying to measure the bulge, pressing it in between. I loved him doing that.
It was so sensuous and caring. I was getting a complete hard on, still
pretending to be asleep. He unzipped me and undid the button making enough
space for his actions. I am sure he was enjoying the sight of my bulge
through those white briefs. I mean anyone will. I do. It's not a thing
anyone can just take his eyes off. He kept caring the cock for a while from
every side possible. By now my cock had started struggling to breathe. It
badly wanted to be free. I could feel it wet with my precum. And there
beneath even he was getting hard. I could feel it throbbing once in a while.
He pulled the elastic of my briefs upwards and blew some air into it. Wow,
it was soothing but not hot. And I needed some hot action at that time. I
kissed him on the head to let him know I was awake now, placed my hand on
his shoulder and traced my hand along the entire length of his arm to hold
his hand in mine. And with other I tossed the shorts out of my body moving
as little as possible. I helped him creep our hands together into my briefs
where my cock was hard, throbbing and eager to feel Sujay's touch, my own
son's touch. He was touching it for the first time. I could hear our hearts
pounding and our breaths heavier than they ever can be. As our hands crept
together my cock and me were getting eager for the touch. I just couldn't
imagine how that's going to feel. My brain, my thoughts everything was going
blind. What I could see was only the warmth of his fingers around my cock.
And what was living in my body was only my cock. We finally reached it. I
fixed my fingers between his, alternating with each others and the two hands
together held the most awaited object. Oh god! That was incredible. We both
went still for a couple of seconds. Except for our heavy breaths there
wasn't any motion or any sound in the room. We both were now playing with my
dick, the rock hard dick and busy watching the movements of our hands inside
my white brief. It was like a dance of serpentines imprisoned in a white
sheet. I could see the outline of my balls now full and ripe to throw a hose
of cum. I am sure they held a sky full of rain all white and hot and thick.
The curls of my pubes where peeking through the sides of briefs over my
clean thighs. My thighs are hairless, white and smooth. I myself want to
smooch them at times. My other hand was busy breading his hair and my
fingers and kissing him whenever possible. He kissed on my chest and I gave
him a push, an indication for him to go and play with my body the way he
wants. Make me nude, let me do his mouth and suck me dry.  He started the
parade of his kisses on my body beginning from the chest all over to the
groin. Oh God! In a moment he will be kissing my cock. And he did. That was
truly incredible. I can never forget that tender kiss of his on the white
fabric of my brief covering his object of desire now. I lay still on my
back, but my eyes were held up above both of us and I could see his every
move and every expression of pleasure on my face. I know a sweet smile of
satisfaction must be dancing over my lips. I felt to kiss myself.
Sujay kept on kissing the bulge in my briefs lovingly. I wasn't sure about
any of his future moves but I liked the suspense. He clenched his teeth to
the elastic in my briefs and holding my thighs for the support he pulled the
briefs to expose my cock. It was saluting him in honor. I lifted my hips to
help him remove them. My briefs now were near my knees. I felt no movement
for a couple of seconds. Might be he was amused by cock and admiring it. He
couldn't just move his eyes from it the way it had happened with me. I felt
a tender touch over my pubes. They too moved in respect to his touch. That
slight movement there had agitated everything in me and I started moaning
softly. I had no strength left in me. I wanted it to happen fast and yet
wanted it to last forever. I felt his kiss on my thighs, which slowly
proceeded to balls and then to the pillar of passion, my cock. I felt his
fingers holding it at the base and then my foreskin slowly started to
retract back with his pull. He was skilled in seducing. I don't know where
he got them. I knew he too had strong imaginations like me and might be he
is just using them here. Like me he too understands what the second person
needs at what time and acts accordingly. I guess this is true with everyone
of our kind and that is what makes him the best man in every relation. May
it be the best dad, the best son, the best brother, the best uncle, the best
grandson, the best teacher, the best student, the best friend, or even the
best neighbor? And we two were no exception.
He sniffed everywhere around my cock and I could feel how intoxicating it
must be for that little boy of mine. He held the shaft of cock at the base,
pulled the skin and placed the most wonderful kiss on my cockhead. It had
already started leaking pearls precum. I guess he licked them. I could feel
the warmth of his mouth and his breath all over. He took the cockhead in his
mouth, moving the skin slowly, to-and-fro. My cock had started jumping with
ecstasy. I started to pump his mouth slowly. I wanted to do his mouth. I
held him by his shoulder to keep him steady so that I can do his mouth. I
placed my hand on his head, griped his head to keep it fixed and I can do
him my own rough way. He might not like that but I had no choice. I wanted
to do his mouth badly. After a few strokes I pushed him slightly away. Got
up, took off my briefs, and made him flat on the bed, resting his head on a
high pillow. He kept staring at me. We two were without any words for the
first time, without even a smile for each other. We were less then
strangers.
	I pinned him by his shoulders and kept my cock on his lips, which welcomed
it with all pleasure. I could feel his teeth, his tongue and his cheeks. The
thick hot saliva in his mouth was feeling wonderful on my cock. I pulled it
out with an intention to love his body. I kissed him on his lips and then on
his chest. Sucked his nipples softly. Played my tongue with the hair their.
Moved my hand over entire sideline of his body. Held his buns and pressed
them well. Mean while his hands too were moving over my body, more on the
calves. I was moving my hard cock over his face, his cheeks, his chin and
then the nipples. As if to write son I too love you and my love for you has
no limits. I couldn't wait any more. I pushed my cock once again into his
mouth, with a more force this time and took it out after while. It was
shining with his saliva and I could smell my precum. He kept his mouth open
and ready for the strokes. I began to stroke his mouth with love and passion
initially, which slowly took the monstrous moves. It was now, difficult to
control my moves. They were fast and deep into his mouth. I use to touch the
back of throat at times. He had already closed his eyes and I could see the
pleasure on his face, which in turn left a broad smile on my face. My moves
had becomes faster and deeper I reached the point where I wasn't free even
to smile out of satisfaction. I just wanted to keep thrusting his mouth. At
times I could feel him struggling for breath. But I had no mercy for him, my
son. And he too was no less. He soon learnt to adjust himself with every
push and pull and managed a breath or two once in a while.
His face had become red and his grip on my thighs tighter. So were my moves
deep into his mouth, faster and harder. I wasn't yet ready to cum. I wanted
to do his mouth for a couple of minutes. I kept doing it, again and again,
every time going closure to the point of no return. I was enjoying it and so
must be he. It was great. I kept doing it, my every move faster and deeper
than the previous one. I wasn't sure he wanted to eat my come or should I
pull out before coming. He didn't cum in my mouth the previous day. Doesn't
he like the taste of cum? I had tried my own several times when in puberty
but never liked it much. At first instance it felt horrible. But with age
guess I developed a liking for it. At least I use to think of drinking the
last drop of it whenever I had thought of a hard cock doing my mouth. But I
had no idea how it must be in reality. Well I kept thrusting his mouth like
a beast, as if the devil in me which was sleeping till now demanded for
life. And Sujay looked as if he had no objection. I wanted to come badly in
his mouth. The in and outs of my cock took me on the edge of cumming. And I
shouted involuntarily, telling him that I am cumming. I said his name for
the first time in this sexual rage. He didn't push me and I continued till
the last push, throwing the wads of cum into his mouth. All the cum,
collected over the years sort its way through my cock into his mouth. I
could feel it hitting his throat. With its release his mouth had become
hotter and that sun of a gun drank it all without letting a drop out. He
kept his eyes still closed as if not wanting to face me. I too felt
comfortable that way. I could feel the relief of years. I laid their over
him, in peace not. Not wanting to do anything. It was past midnight I felt.
We hugged each other and felt asleep soon. In sleep I was thinking of all
that was happening. I loved my son for the happiness he was giving me since
the previous day. And the feeling that I can do anything for him became even
stronger. I had started dreaming of what will happen next, how romantic it
will be and I slept there over him and he below me.


I got a good response for my stories, Sujay my son part one and two, which
inspired me, too continue with them. I hope this to keeps the expectations
of my readers though I am myself not very sure about it. But I am sure I
will work better on my future stories. Anyway, your responses are welcome at
karan_prasad@hotmail.com. I will be happy to receive the negative comments
about it which, I hope will better my writing. Thanks, karan