Date: Sun, 9 May 2010 21:07:47 -0600
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Superman Visits #2

Superman Visits #2
by Xavier L

This is a reader-requested fictional story containing sex between a father
and his preteen son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from
reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

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After a while we got up and had something to eat, got dressed, and then
went into town for some fun.  Well, some clothed fun.  We ate lunch and
then went to the park for a while.  When we returned home, I lay down on
the couch figuring I'd catch a rare nap.  Cage headed to his room, so I
closed my eyes and got comfortable.  However, apparently Cage had other
ideas.  I didn't hear him come back into the room, but I felt my belt being
unbuckled and opened my eyes.  His small fingers undid my belt, unfastened
my jeans, and unzipped them.  My dick started responding just assuming what
was coming.  I lifted my hips up as he pulled my jeans down. Then he
grabbed my boxers and pulled those down too.  Before I could say or do
anything, he was on my dick and balls.  His mouth coaxed my rod to life.

As soon as my dick was hard and throbbing, he stopped.  He got up and
quickly stripped out of his shorts and briefs.  He picked up the bottle of
lube and got my cock ready.  He pulled my pants and underwear down more,
straddled my pelvis, and then began sitting down on my rod.  All without
saying a single word.  I reached forward and started stroking his small
wood.  "I wondered why you stopped sucking.  I really like when you do
that."

"You like this, too, don't you?"

"Oh yes.  VERY much!"

"I'll suck it later," he said matter-of-factly.  He was a boy on a mission
after all!

I watched the changing expression on his face as his ass slowly swallowed
my dick.  It switched from discomfort to intense pleasure as more of my
meat entered him.  I started pumping reflexively, and soon I'm sure my
expression mirrored his.  As he continued working my cock into his hole, I
pulled my shirt off and squeezed my nipples.  It didn't take much longer
before I felt his cheeks pressed against me, my cock buried completely in
his sweet little ass.  I ran my hands up and down his thighs as he rode and
fell on my hard rod.  I was enjoying this so incredibly, I couldn't just
lay there.  I bent my knees, braced my feet against the couch and drove my
hips up every time he lowered himself.  He moaned as my cock plunged into
his ass.

He rode me briskly, his eyes closed, head turned upward, and mouth wide
open.  As my orgasm got closer, I grabbed his hard-on and started stroking
him vigorously.  Soon I heard him call out "Daddy!" and then his dick was
twitching.  At the same time, his muscles clamped on my cock.  I kept
thrusting my cock inside him until I was finally unloading in his butt.

When the spasm in my meat slowed down, I took him by the shoulders and
pulled him down so we could kiss.  I adjusted my hips so I could stay in
him as long as possible.  He rested against my chest, and I ran my hand
over his back.  I couldn't feel his bare skin because of his shirt, so I
pulled it off and ran my fingers up and down his back relishing the velvety
soft skin.  We lay together and started to drift asleep until a knock at
the door disturbed us.

We rushed to get dressed, and I hid my irritation when it ended up being
one of his friends.  He left to go play with his buddy.  I did some chores
around the house for a while and then decided to catch some rays.  I went
outside and lay in a lawn chair.  I had on a pair of boxers, and I pulled
up the legs as high as they would go and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I was sleep before a mouth on my cock woke me up.  I
opened my eyes to spy my son's head down by my crotch.  I could feel his
lips bringing my dick to attention.  I tousled his hair and asked "You
going to finish it off with your mouth this time?"

"Yes, Daddy," he said, quickly returning to my cock.

"Pull my boxers off.  I want to feel your lips on my balls."

He did as I had asked.  As soon as my legs were free from the underwear, I
spread them wide.  My feet were on the grass as my boy's head disappeared
between my legs.  He sucked on my balls hungrily, and I surrendered myself
to the pleasure.  He got up and lay down on the chaise and continued
working on my cock.  I enjoyed watching his brown hair move up and down.
"Oh gawd I love that," I said as he forced more of my throbbing meat into
his throat.  I lifted a leg and rubbed my heel against his ass.  I could
feel his shorts.  "Get naked, Cage."

I watched him stand up and quickly remove his clothes.  I grabbed him by
the arm and pulled him to me.  I guided him down, and we kissed with our
tongues.  I released him and said "I can't wait to feel you swallowing my
load."

"I like it too, Daddy."  He returned to his former position and went down
on me.  I ran my foot along his naked leg and smiled.  I moved my hands to
his head and coached it down further.

"Yeah, Cage.  Suck that dick good, boy!"  He swallowed my meat eagerly and
soon had me moving my hips so that I could feed his throat.  Having my feet
on the ground helped give me better thrust.  I pinched one of my nipples as
my other hand rested on his head.  Even though this wasn't the first time,
I still couldn't believe how good it felt.  Every time my cock was in one
of his holes, I was astounded at the intense pleasure derived.  His lips,
mouth, and throat continued to work their magic.  I was grateful I had
fucked him earlier today because it meant that it would take me longer to
cum which meant maximum pleasure.  "Gawd, Cage, that feels so FUCKIN'
good!" I said as he managed to get more of my hard flesh into his throat.

When I sped up humping his face, I noticed louder slurping sounds coming
from my son.  That was another turn-on.  He had me closer.  I could feel
the tingling in my groin and the spreading waves of pleasure.  My free hand
moved to his hand so that both of them were on his head.  I pushed down as
my hips shut upward shoving more of my cock into his resistant throat.  I
could hear him gagging, but my lust simply didn't care.  Everything was on
auto pilot as I drove my raging hardness into the moist, hot cavity.  And
then finally it happened.  My body went rigid for an instant and then my
dick began spasming as Cage swallowed my salty load.

After he had milked with his father, I guided him up my body until he was
laying on top of me.  He lay his head on my chest, and I smelled his hair.
I kissed his head, and he lifted his face up.  I then kissed him on his
forehead.  He moved up me more until our lips met, and we kissed tenderly
with our tongues.  I caught a slight hint of saltiness.  I realized it was
probably my cum, but I didn't care.

We lay together enjoying the warm sun until the phone rang.  When he got up
to go get it, I grabbed our clothes and headed inside as well.  It was his
friend asking if he could spend the night at his house.  I reluctantly said
yes.  I handed Cage his clothes before he ran to his room to get ready to
go.  I got dressed and took him to his friend's.  During the drive home I
suddenly felt lonely.  He had stayed away before.  Was this just my
horniness, or had what started as a convenient means to get off turned into
something deeper?

I got home and took care of my reflections by drinking plenty of booze.  I
stumbled to my bedroom and climbed into bed.  I lay on my side and stared
at the space that had been empty for many years.  I imagined what it would
be like to have it filled with the naked body of my little boy.  I turned
over and eventually fell asleep.

I kept myself busy during the day so I wouldn't miss my son too much.  When
he got dropped off, I could barely contain my joy. I kissed him
passionately, which he returned. It was dinnertime, so he put away his
stuff while I finished getting our meal together.  I was going to do his
laundry, so he stripped out of his jeans quickly before coming to the
table.  At first I thought he wasn't wearing any underwear, but as he went
to sit down, his shirt lifted up and I spied his white briefs.  When we
finished dinner, he volunteered to wash the dishes.  I cleared the table
and then watched him from behind.  I could see the curve of his beautiful
ass through the briefs.  I was drawn to those perfect mounds.

I rubbed my growing cock through my shorts as I walked to the sink where he
stood.  I pressed against him and wrapped my arms around him.  "I missed
you last night," I said as I hugged him tightly.  He giggled as I gently
nibbled on his ear.  I moved my right hand down to his groin and rubbed his
flaccid dick through the white cotton.  I ground my cock against his rear
briefly before moving my hands to my shorts and shoving my boxers and
shorts down until gravity took over and pulled them to my ankles.  I rubbed
my cock against his underwear while my hand sank into his waistband and
began stimulating his dick which had already begun to swell.  Then I shoved
his briefs down and slid my rod into his crack.

After a few seconds I held my hand up to his mouth.  "Spit," I said.  I had
him do it a few times before moving my hand down to my throbbing meat.  I
lubed my cock with his saliva.  Gripping my cock, I bent my knees until I
was at an angle that would, and then I guided the tip to his hole.  I
wrapped my free arm around his chest as I entered him.  "Damn I missed that
tight hole," I said as my cock entered him more deeply.  I pushed more of
my snake into him.  When I could let go of my cock without fear that it
would pop out, I wrapped both my arms around his torso and lifted him up a
bit using my hips to penetrate him further.  I kept at it, fully enveloped
in the extreme sensations.  I continued feeding his ass my dick until it
was more than halfway in, and then I began slowly humping his hole.

As I fucked him, his ass relaxed more, and I decided to go for it and shove
the rest of my dick forward.  With my swollen cock buried in his rear, I
returned to fucking my boy. Soon I was pounding him hard.  This position
became somewhat difficult to maintain, though.  So while I stayed inside
him, I held onto him and moved him to the counter behind us.  I bent him
over it, and I saw him grab the opposite edge.  I had him pull himself up a
bit more, and then we were good to go!  I started seriously plowing that
sweet ass.  "Daddy!" he moaned as I rammed him even harder.  I pushed up
his shirt, reached up and took hold of his shoulders as my hips moved back
and forth at a furious pace.  With each thrust I tried to slam my cock
deeper and deeper even though the thick shaft was completely buried as much
as possible.

With my boy's moans filling my ears, I fucked him furiously until my load
burst from me sapping all my strength.  I rested my upper body against his
damp back as my cock continued twitching inside him.  I kissed his back and
shoulders as his hole coaxed more jizz out of me.  After a while I finally
pulled out of him.  I helped him down from the counter, turned him around,
and kissed him on the lips.  I felt his tongue, and so I put my tongue in
his mouth as well, and we kissed.

We didn't bother with our clothes as we headed to the living room.  We
cuddled and watched a movie until it was his bedtime.  I tucked him in and
kissed him goodnight.  I didn't know where I was about having him share my
bedroom.  I didn't know why.  Maybe it just felt too weird.  Okay, that
doesn't make a lot of sense, but it's all I can say right now to explain
it.

The next day was a busy one, so we didn't have time to fully . . . enjoy
ourselves.  We ate dinner at a restaurant before driving back to our small
town.  By the time we got back, it was his bedtime.  He changed into his
PJs, and I tucked him in and went to my room.  I lay in bed acutely aware
of my son in the other room.  I couldn't sleep.  So I decided to make
another visit as Superman.

I got the costume and put it on.  As I crept out of my room, my dick was
already crawling along my pelvis as it grew.  When I opened the door to his
room, I called out his name.  He sat up in bed and turned on his light.  He
rubbed his eyes as I approached his bed.  As soon as he saw his favorite
hero had returned, his eyes got big.  "Superman!  You came back!"

"Well, of course, I did.  Had to check in on my special guy and see how
he's doing."

He threw back his sheets as I came to stand at the foot of his bed.  He
rapidly stripped out of his PJs and rushed to me over his bed.  His hand
immediately went to my hard-on.  "Can I have it?" he asked hopefully.

"It's all yours," I replied.

He pulled down the bottom to my costume, and my dick flopped out as soon as
it was free.  His mouth immediately devoured my meat.  He sucked on it
hungrily, apparently fueled by me being Superman again.  He sucked on my
hairy balls briefly and then quickly moved to his nightstand.  He grabbed
something and returned to where I stood.  I rapidly discovered it was my
bottle of lube.  He wordlessly prepped my dick, put the bottle down, and
then he spun around on his bed and lay down so his chest was against the
mattress, but he was resting on his knees, his ass thrust into the air.

I pulled the bottoms off and crawled onto the bed.  As I got into position,
I asked: "Have you been working with your dad?"

"Yes, Superman!  Just like you told me to."

I introduced my hard meat into his hole and asked "What have you been
doing?"

"I suck on him, and he fucks me, too."

With the lube it was easier to get going quicker, so I pushed my dick
forward until I was pressed against his cheeks.  "Every day?" I asked.

He grunted as my cock filled his hole.  "Almost every day.  We didn't
today. We didn't get home until late."

I moved my dick back and then shoved it forward eliciting a loud moan.
"You should start sleeping in his bed with him, then.  That way you can get
to each other whenever you want."

"Okay," he breathed as I did a couple of deep thrusts again.

"And when you come home from school, you should get naked and put the lube
in your butt so he can fuck you as soon as he gets home."

"Yes, Superman.  I'll do it.  I wake up before him, too.  I can wake him
up."

That idea made me even hotter, and I started fucking him a little faster
and harder.  "Cage, I'm so proud of you!  Great job!" I said before picking
up speed once again.  As I began ramming his ass, I asked: "Do you like
that, Cage?"

"Yes!  Fuck me, Superman!"

That undid any restraint I may have had.  My fingers dug into his hips as I
pounded his precious ass so hard that I could hear the bed creaking beneath
us, the headboard knocking against the wall.  After a bit I pulled out and
flipped him onto his back.  Grabbing his legs, I hoisted the up and shoved
them backward.  I quickly had my cock buried inside him again.  I loved
seeing the look on his face as my dick burrowed deeply.  I lowered my head
and kissed him as I continued plowing him.

I continued fucking him hard as my orgasm slowly built.  As I worked his
hole, there was a point where I heard him do a louder moan than before, and
I could feel his butt muscles clamp down on my hole.  I could feel his dick
moving and realized he was cumming.  I slowed down and just moved my hips
around as he enjoyed his climax.  Soon I returned to the earlier pounding.
I sucked on the side of his neck as my own orgasm began reaching a
crescendo.  I pumped him harder as pressure increased steadily in my groin,
and then there was no holding back.  My cock unloaded briskly within his
hole.

When I moved out of him, I eased his legs back onto the bed and then kissed
him.  I moved down to his chest and slowly sucked on his nipples.  "Good
night, Cage."  I wanted to just sleep next to him, but Superman couldn't do
that.  I kissed him again before putting on the costume pants, which I
almost forgot, and leaving.

I got out of the costume, put it away in a safe hiding place, and then took
a quick shower before climbing into bed and falling asleep right away.  I
don't even recall dreaming, and I was a bit surprised momentarily when I
was awoken in a most wonderful way: Cage was in my bed, and his mouth was
working my morning wood.