Date: Sat, 8 Apr 2023 07:35:19 -0700 From: Xavier Lancaster Subject: Teaching My Son about Pleasure Teaching My Son about Pleasure by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and an early teen boy. 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 at http://xavierl.asslr.org. Many are also listed in the Authors section under XavierL at http://www.nifty.org/nifty/eprolific.html#xavierl. If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me. Don't send me too many details, though. Please email me with if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.stories@gmail.com. Make sure to tell me which list(s) you would like to be included on (gay and/or str8/bi). Follow me on Twitter: @XavierStories2 Shortly after my son Riley turned 13, I felt like it was time to have more of a discussion than the basic "birds and the bees." My dad had taught me how to masturbate, and he encouraged me to do it often to keep my hormones from driving me crazy. Occasionally we would just have some bonding time where we would jack off together. From what I've heard other dudes say, this was probably something considered really odd, but it left me with great memories, and I really learned how to pleasure myself which I think is important. Riley's Mom and I have been divorced for a while. We have shared custody, and to make it easier on him for school and stuff he usually lives with me for one week at a time. Since I often work from home, he can stay with me longer during the summer. So during his next time at my home, I decided it was time. After dinner we sat down on the couch. "Okay, Ry, we need to have a serious conversation." "Uh oh. What did I do?" "No, no, not that kind of conversation. You've done nothing wrong." "Oh. Good." "This may seem weird and uncomfortable, but I think it's time we talk about masturbation." "Dad! Gross!" "Oh hush. There's nothing gross about it. Some lads grow up doing things that don't feel as good and they discover much later in life they could've been having a lot more fun. My dad taught me, and so I'm going to teach you." "Teach me . . . what?" I turned on the TV and started a porn. "How to jack off." His mouth fell open as he saw the people having sex on the TV. He looked even more surprised as I shoved down my shorts and let my bad boy be free. "Go on. This is something you do at the same time so you can see how things feel." When he didn't move, I said: "Do I need to do it for you?" "No!" he said urgently, and I watched him slide down his shorts. "And the boxers. You want full access to your cock and balls." He looked at me stunned again but finally pulled those down as well. I showed him various ways of touching his dick, the parts that are more sensitive, as well as different ways to stroke it. At one point he pulled his shirt off, too. "Yeah, it is getting warm in here," I said, and I pulled mine off as well. As we each stroked our own dick, I noticed his gaze was fixed on me. Suddenly he reached out and took hold of mine. "Well, yeah sometimes mates will stroke each other's dick. It feels good to have someone else's hand on it," I said. I reached over and began jacking him off. His eyes closed, and his head fell back against the couch. I was happy he was enjoying it even if this was a bit weird. I reached over with my other hand and started tweaking his nipples. I smiled at how much that turned him on. I returned my eyes to the porno. "Damn, look at the tits—" Suddenly I felt his mouth go down on me. "Ry, you don't have to do that!" I said, but he was actively sucking me. Soon he adjusted his position so he was on his knees on the couch, and he began taking more of my cock into his throat. I lost any desire to fight this at this point, and I just kept stroking his dick. As he continued, I looked down and saw his baseball cap turned backward. I put my hand on his head and started encouraging him to go down more. If he was gonna suck my dick, I might as well try to enjoy it, right? Well, this egged him on more than I could've expected. He was going to town on my stiff meat. I spat in my hand and kept stroking his dick. It didn't take much longer before he was unloading into my palm. At this point I lost all fucking inhibitions. I wiped his cum off my hand on a piece of clothing that was on the couch. I stood up with him following my dick the whole time. I turned around so I was facing him, and as he took me back into his mouth, I grabbed his head with both of my hands. I pulled him in closer as I started pumping with my hips. So what another dude was blowing me! Well, I guess I should care it's my teen son, but at this point I was getting close to unloading, and that was all that fucking mattered. He grabbed my ass as I started pumping my stiff meat deeper into his throat. It was more difficult to grab his heat with the cap on, so I grabbed it and flung it off so I could grab his head more firmly. I started face fucking him more aggressively. "Yes, Ry! Suck my fucking cock!" I had no damn idea where that came from, but I decided to just follow wherever my lust was going. And a few moments later he was swallowing my goddamn load. As he was draining my rather sizable shooting, it hit me that my boy was right now eating the same jizz that put him in his mama's belly. That probably should've disgusted me, but it actually made this even hotter. After he had finished milking my cock, I sat down—collapsed really—on the couch next to him. His mouth when to my balls, and I spread my legs wide so he could service me. When he finally sat up. I watched as he wiped his saliva from his mouth. He saw a bit of my jizz at the tip of my dick, I saw him lean down and lick that off. "Well, this . . . went differently than I expected," I said. I grabbed my shorts and pulled them back on as he sat leaned back against the couch. I saw his breathing was still kind of rapid. "Wow" was all he said. I sat there for a bit in silence and decided I needed some whisky. I brought my glass back to the cough and took a sip. He put his hand out to try some. I was going to say no, but my mind was replaying the image of him blowing the fuck out of my dick, and I just handed him the glass. "Just a sip. It's strong." He took just a sip but still coughed. He was still sitting there naked while he fully recovered, and now it felt really awkward. "You can, um, get dressed if you want." "I'm good," he said. I had so many questions, but I was nervous to ask them and kind of afraid of some of the answers so I let the silence reign. After a bit he leaned against my shoulder, and I patted his thigh. I turned off the porno and announced I was going to go shower. As I stood under the steaming hot water, I chided myself for allowing that to continue, but at the same time I could see that baseball cap moving up and down and how good it felt to be in his mouth. What kind of fucking sicko was I? But damn it was so good! I walked out in a towel, gave him a hug and said I was going to read before bed. He was still naked. I went back to my room, tossed the towel into the bathroom, and climbed into bed. I started reading. About an hour later, I was started to feel tired and my brain was finally starting to let go of replaying my boy giving me a blowjob when I heard a knock at the door. I told him he could come in. Riley walked in still butt naked and with a hard-on. "Dad, I . . . I want to suck you some more." I set down my book. "Ry, this . . . this probably shouldn't become a habit." He was not at my bedside. I saw his hand slip under my sheet as he said, "But you said it was important I give myself pleasure. This does it for me." I was going to argue, but feeling him grabbing my dick and rubbing the tip with his finger was a serious distraction. "Riley . . . " I began as I watched his head slide under the sheet. I lost all my fight when I felt his lips around the tip of my dick. I tossed the sheet away from us so I could watch. "We shouldn't be doing this," I said. I felt like I needed to say this at least one more time to still be a "good dad." What a joke. I was letting my fucking 13-year-old suck my dick. Again! He climbed onto the bed. I could tell he wanted to be between my legs, and I certainly wasn't going to stop that. He sucked on my hairy balls again before returning my throbbing cock to his mouth. I quickly gave up any dislike for what was going on and surrendered to his mouth. "Oh gawd, Riley." "Am I doing good?" he asked. My first fatherly thought was to correct his grammar, but I opted for just saying "So fucking good, son. Damn." He was obviously really getting into this, and I was not about to stop him. Soon I felt his lips on my belly, and my hand clutched at his head. His lips worked their way up to my nipples, and he started sucking there. "Oh gawd," I breathed. Now I felt his lips on my neck. I felt his hand on my cock as he lightly sucked me here, and all of a sudden I felt the tight embrace of his ass as he began sitting on my dick. It felt like he lubed his hole. "Riley!" I gasped. "I want this" was all he said. I stared into his blue eyes. As he took more of my cock, I felt my fingers digging into his bare back. Our gaze was locked. Soon his eyes closed, and his mouth fell open in pleasure. All I could do was grab him and pull him to me. My mouth crushed against his, and my tongue shot past his lips and started kissing him hungrily. As he sat down more on my firm meat, I felt my lust unleashed. I grabbed him into a tight hug, and I rolled so that he ended up on his back. His legs wrapped around my lower back. "Fuck me, Dad! Fuck me!" he said. I returned to kissing him greedily as I shoved the rest of my rock-hard cock inside him. He made a muffled moan as I buried my hardness deep inside him. I didn't wait for him to get used to it. I just started moving my cock. I couldn't believe how good his tight ass felt. I had never fucked anything that felt so amazing. I completely lost all sense of who I was sliding my dick inside of, the fact it another guy, someone too young for me to be fucking, my goddamn son. I couldn't care less. I abandoned myself to my pure burning lust, and I was going to let it consume the fuck out of me. When I heard him say: "Oh, Dad!" okay that was a bit of a throw, but his ass clamped itself around my hard flesh, and I was back to giving my boy every inch of his father's cock. After a bit, I held onto him and moved my upper body so that I ended up sitting on my heels. We clung to each other's body and kissed passionately. My hands moved up and down his athletic young body. He felt very masculine, and I didn't give a shit. His soft skin drove me wild. I reached up and grabbed his blonde hair and pulled it back exposing his neck. My lips went onto his Adam's apple, and I sucked on it as he used his legs to move his body up and down on his father's rod. "Fuck I want you so bad!" I said as I leaned forward. Once he was flat on his back, I returned to plowing his virgin hole. Well, I hoped it was. "I need your dick and your cum! Ohmigawd! Give it to me, Dad!" His voice broke with puberty. Often that makes me laugh when it happens, but for some reason it just made me want to ram him harder. As I pounded his hole, I decided this was definitely going to be happening again. He came, and I could feel the wetness on my belly. I didn't give a shit. I continued driving my hardness into his boy hole until my dick felt like it exploded. I had already cum. In his mouth. So I was surprised at the size of the load that came out this time. My dick was twitching like I hadn't unloaded in days. We kissed more tamely while my balls emptied. I finally rolled over onto my back. "Fuck!" was all I could say. I felt his body slide up to me, and I moved my arm so that I could hold him as we cuddled. "That was. . . goddamn amazing," I said. "So you're not angry at me?" "How could I fucking be angry? Damn, son." We lied in silence for a while. I was feeling sleep coming for me soon. "So. . . was that . . . was that your first time?" "In the butt yes. I sucked off a friend earlier this year." "Well, I feel honored I got to be the one to pop your cherry." "What does that mean?" "To take your virginity." "Ah," he said. "When I was sucking your dick, I just knew I needed to feel you having sex with me." I was enjoying feeling his heat. "So, you think your dad's kind of hot, huh?" "Especially your dick." That made me smile. "Well, I'm not into dudes, but I've always thought you were quite handsome. Of course, now I see you very differently, and I think you're hot as fuck." "So you're okay, if, well, if we do this again?" I kissed him on the forehead. "If you weren't willing, I might have to force you." And I wasn't kidding. I needed my cock in that ass again come hell or high water. We fell asleep shortly after. I was surprised to see I had slept in. Even the teen was up before me which rarely ever happened. I pulled on a clean pair of boxers and headed out of my room. He was putting his dishes into the washer. He smiled broadly when he saw me. He had on his baseball cap and his boxers. He came over and gave me a big huge. "You smell good," I said. "I showered." "Probably a good idea." My hands slid down his lean back, and we lightly tongue kissed again. I put my hands inside his boxers and gripped his small, tight ass. Then I took hold of his underwear and shoved it down. "I like you better without clothes." "Likewise," he said, and I felt him tug down my boxers. We kissed, and my dick was growing. "Get onto your knees," I said. I watched as he moved onto his knees. I removed his ball cap and tossed it before taking the back of his head and guiding him toward his father's meat. "I've always wanted to watch someone sucking me while they're on their knees." He smiled and took me into his mouth and began slowly sucking me. His blue eyes looked up at me the whole time he serviced me. I was hard so fast. I reached down, took him by the arms and brought him onto his feet. We tongue kissed some more before I guided him to the couch. "Riley, I'm gonna need more of that hot ass," I said as I moved him onto the couch. He went down on his stomach and pushed his butt into the air. I got behind him and entered him again. I couldn't believe how good it felt even though it had last happened like 8 hours ago. "I just can't get enough." "Me neither! I want it. I want you, Daddy." I decided I was going to try to make this one last longer if at all possible. It was going to be tough because my cock was just wanting me to go crazy. I started out slowly. It felt incredible to just have my dick slowly slide deep inside his ass, then I'd slowly pull it back before repeating. My body was on fucking fire! "Oh, Daddy!" he sighed as I started doing harder thrusts. "Your ass needs your daddy's dick in it bad, don't it?" "Yes! I need it! Fuck me, Daddy!" I started picking up speed. "Unnnhhh," he moaned. "I may have to fuck my little boy every goddamn day." I'm not sure where this was coming from, but something was really changing. "Yes! Give it to me!" I grabbed him by the hair as I started thrusting even harder. "You're here to service my every need, aren't you Ry? Take that fucking cock, boy!" "Oh gawd! Fuck me!" "Yeah you take that fucking cock!" Our bodies were slapping together. Part of me wanted to slow down and make this last longer, but for some reason I was beyond horny. My dick was unloading in his tight ass a lot sooner than I had wanted. When I pulled out and sat up, he got up. I saw he still had wood, so I pulled him down so he was sitting in my lap. I took hold of his hard-on and started stroking him. He melted against me. I felt his fingers gripping my thighs as his body got more tense. A few moments later, his jizz was shooting all over my hand. I held his dick while it twitched. When he stopped cumming, I held my hand up to his mouth and told him to clean my hand. He looked at me unsure at first, and I just nodded. He stuck his tongue out tentatively and tasted the effects of his orgasm before licking and sucking it off my hand. I wanted to kiss him, but I wasn't ready for another dude's jizz in my mouth. I got up, and we hung out together naked while I ate my breakfast. We ended up just staying naked until it was time for him to go to his footie game. I walked by his room. He had on just his jockstrap as he was getting ready to pull up his shorts. Those made his ass look even hotter. I decided we'd be going another round after we got back home.