Date: Tue, 28 Jul 2020 20:25:35 -0500 From: AL AL Subject: After The World Ended Part 2 Hello, Nifty archivist! This submission falls under the gay/incest category. I have included a .txt file as well as the story in the body of this email as I'm unsure which you prefer. Thank you for all of your help! Nifty.org relies on donations to keep this site up! If you enjoy the stories this site provides, please donate if you are financially able! Every little bit helps! You can make donations here: http://donate.nifty.org/ I am open to emails! Please let me know if you have any comments or suggestions! You can find my email address above. Part 2 I awoke to the sound of water slapping the side of our boat and a warm tropical breeze blowing through the open windows. Dillon was still wrapped around me. At some point during the night one of us had kicked the covers off. Probably due to the heat. I admired his beautiful, smooth body. His head lay on my chest and one leg wrapped around my thigh. "He's so perfect," I thought to myself. I recalled the events of the night before. I felt a slight tinge of guilt. Had I let myself get too carried away? I mean, I didn't physically hurt him. He seemed quite enthusiastic about the anatomy lesson. I could tell by his hard little prick that it also excited him. But, there was also something more there. "I want to be like mommy," I recalled him saying. What did he mean by that? Maybe it was as simple as him missing his mother. I know a lot of little boys would say they want to be like their daddy but maybe it's just the fact that she's gone that he wishes to be like her. Maybe It's a way for him to remember her. Also, this is a new world. Things aren't the way they used to be. There are no more laws telling us what we can and cannot do. No more society telling us what is right and what is wrong. We've been left to figure that out on our own and... this just feels so right. I love my little boy to the bottom of my heart. I want to do everything I can make him happy. To have a happy life in this dead world. And if that makes both of us happy, I'd say that's a good thing. It's been decided then. This is not something I will worry myself with. My son and I will have a beautiful, fair, and equal relationship. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard, "good morning, Daddy." I looked down to see my beautiful boy looking up at me with a bit of sleep in his eyes. His hair smashed to one side from the way he had laid across me all night. "Good morning, Son," I replied with a smile and then I kissed his forehead. "Did you sleep well?" I asked. "Mmmhmm" and a stretch and yawn is what I received in response. "We had great luck fishing yesterday. It'll be enough to last us a few days. We should enjoy our time off. What do you think?" "Yes, please! Can we go swimming right now? I bet it'll help wake me up!" He grinned at me. "Sure little guy! Let's do that!" We walked towards the end of the yacht hand in hand until Dillon released me and made a run for the last couple of yards. He squealed and did a perfect dive into the water. He's been swimming in the ocean since he was a baby so his form was on point. I followed him with my own, less graceful dive. "Hang on a second bud, I'm gonna relieve myself quick," I said. When you live on the ocean, the ocean is your toilet. Even when we use the bathroom on the boat, it goes into the ocean so why not relieve yourself during a swim? I swam back over to him. He playfully splashed me and began swimming away. I gave chase. He was no match for my longer, more powerful strokes and I quickly caught him. He giggled with glee as I rose up underneath him and shot his little naked body out of the water. "Again! Again!" he squealed. We repeated this a few more times. Eventually, we were both out of breath. He swam to me and wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy, I think last night's lesson has been my favorite so far!" "Oh yeah, Bud? Why's that? "Because I learned so much! Plus it was lots of fun! It made me feel excited! I had a funny tingly feeling in my tummy the whole time!" "What was your favorite part?" I asked. "Hmm.. I kinda liked all of it! I liked looking at you and touching you. I REALLY liked when you touched me! That felt so good! I guess I really liked the end! It seemed like you really enjoyed it and I like seeing you happy. I want to make you happy like mommy did!" Oh, my boy was tugging at my heart strings. He cares about me just as much as I care about him. I love that. "I didn't know touches could feel so good! Why hadn't we done that before? Can we do it more?" Dillon asked. "Well, Bud, I just wasn't sure you were ready yet," I lied. Honestly, I had never thought about it before. This was all new to me, as well but, I didn't want to make it seem like it was something immoral or not normal. I wanted this to play out naturally, for both of us. "It seems like you enjoyed yourself so, sure, we can do it again." "Today?!" He asked with excitement. I felt my dick twitch with anticipation. "Sure! We can play more today." After a bit more splashing and chasing each other, we headed back to the yacht. Dillon got out first. I watched him from behind as he climbed the ladder. I could see his beautiful, hairless, pink pink hole as he lifted a foot to each rung. I also caught glimpses of the tight hairless sack between his legs. What a beautiful sight! "You coming, Dad?" He called as he looked back at me from the top rung. "I'm right behind ya, Bud!" I became aware my cock had grown to full mast watching my son climb out of the water. I guess modesty didn't matter anymore. "You're already hard!" Dillon giggled. "Well so are you!" I laughed as I saw his rock hard 3 inch prick standing to attention. He looked down and giggled again and ran to the wash area where we had 50 gallon drums filled with rain water that we would use for washing, cooking, and drinking. Dillon began dipping the plastic wash bowl into the water and pouring it over his head. I crouched behind him and started running my hands all along his smooth body to help remove the salt. I made my way to his little ass crack and rubbed my hand between his cheeks. I had done this before but this time was different. I lingered in that spot. I rubbed more than I usually would. I then used a couple fingers to spread his cheeks and a third to circle around his little boy hole. He moaned softly. I then reached between his legs and rubbed his soft, tight sack. I felt his two marble sized jewels that were still held tight against him. He moaned a bit louder. "Daddy, that feels really nice!" he said. "Turn around, let's do the front." As he turned, I glanced down at my dick. There was already a string of sticky precum connecting my dick to the deck of the yacht. As Dillon poured another bowl of water over himself I ran my hands down his torso, scraping away the salt residue. I then ran them from his hairless pits to the sides of his calves. Next I did his tummy and hips and the front of his thighs. Finally, I worked on his pubic area. Briskly flicking the water off while being careful not to hit his hard little rod. It was pointing straight at me. Hard as nail. I then palmed his entire groin. Dillon let out another moan. "Does that feel nice, Buddy?" "It feels the best!" he exclaimed. I began to play with his foreskin. I'm circumcised myself, but wish I hadn't been. I always felt I was missing out on some awesome masturbation sensations without it. And since hospitals no longer existed, it's not like it was an option to circumcise him anyway. I pulled his foreskin back to reveal his little pink dick head. I looked up at him and saw him watching me with a slight smile on his face. I then plunged his little pecker into my mouth. It was so warm. I could still taste a bit of the salt from our swim. I could easily fit the whole thing in my mouth. I began to swirl my tongue around his tiny dick. "Uuuhhh" moaned Dillon as he lightly touched my head. I alternated fondling his prepubescent sack and running my index finger around his little hole while one hand tightly gripped an ass cheek to allow me access. We continued this way for about 10 minutes until Dillon said in a panicked voice, "Daddy, I think I'm gonna pee!" He attempted to push me away but I held him in place. "Uuuhhh Daddy! I'm gonna pee!" Then his body began to spasm. I could feel his little dick attempting to pump a load into my mouth and his tight little hole winking on my finger. He finally calmed, breathing heavily. "Daddy I'm so sorry! Did I pee? I tried to tell you! I don't know what just happened!" Said Dillon in a panicked voice. I released his little boy cock from my mouth and grinned up at him. "No, Buddy! It's alright! You did amazing! That was supposed to happen! You just had your first orgasm! Remember last night when daddy made sperm come out of his penis? That's what you just did. Except your not old enough to make sperm yet. How did it feel? Did it feel good? Did you like it?" "Well you sucking on my private felt good, yeah. But then when I had the orgasm, I don't know. It scared me! I've never never felt that before. I thought I peed but it felt different. It felt good but it kind of hurt at the same time." "I don't think that was pain you felt, Bud. I think it was just a different sensation you've never had before and aren't sure how to put it into words. I felt the same way with my first orgasm. I was very confused also! Don't worry little man. You'll get used to it and you'll love it, just like me!" He smiled down at me. I stood up and towered over him once again. "My turn to get cleaned up!" I exclaimed. "But first, look at that! Do you remember what that's called?" I asked pointing at the sting of pre-cum hanging off the end of my still rock hard dick." "That's pre-cum, Dad!" giggled Dillon. "Good job, Bud!" I said as I reached down and used my index finger to scrape the clear, sticky liquid off my dick head. I raised it up to Dillon's eye level so that he could get a good view of it. I then moved my finger towards his mouth. "Go on!" I said and without hesitation he opened his mouth and accepted my finger and pre-cum. I could feel him swirl his little tongue around my finger, clean it. "How does it taste?" I asked. "Kind of sweet. I like it better than the sperm last night." He said. I laughed, "yeah pre-cum definitely isn't as pungent. But like I said, you get used to the flavor of sperm. Most people even begin to enjoy it! Also, you can call it cum if you want, Bud. Now, help me rinse off." I began pouring bowls of water over my head just as Dillon had. Dillon copied my actions from earlier, reaching as high as he could and using his hand to flick the water and salt off of my body. He too paid extra attention to my ass hole. I spread my legs and bent over slightly so that he would have easier access. He seemed to really enjoy the freedom to fulfill his curiosity being able to touch his father wherever and however he pleased. My balls were now loosely dangling between my legs. Dillon reached from behind and cupped them in his little palm. He rubbed his thumb across them a few times. He even began to playfully bounce them and swing them around. "Your balls are fun dad! I can't wait until I get big balls and play with them like this!" I laughed. God my son was so cute and innocent. "Let go for a sec and watch this!" I said. In the spirit of the playful mood, I began rock my hips front to back letting my balls swing. Once they got enough momentum, they began to swing behind me and slap my ass making a loud SMACK sound. Dillon giggled with joy! "Okay, Bud, time for the front! I turned around and began pouring water over myself again. Dillon began the same motion he had done previously, briskly swiping the water and salt off my body. Once finished, he made his way back to my cock. He grabbed it by the base and looked up at me. "Go ahead, Buddy! Do whatever you'd like!" Dillon began slowly exploring my dick again. It was like he was mesmerized by it. He watched it intently as it twitched in response to his strokes and touches. Pre-cum began to bead up again and licked it off the head of my penis. I let out a little moan. "Yeah, buddy, you're making your daddy feel so good." Dillon smiled a sly smile as he looked up at me. He then put the head of my penis in his mouth and then looked up at me again for approval. I smiled and nodded. He attempted to go deeper but didn't make it too far. My dick isn't huge or anything. Quite average to be honest. Probably about 6.5 inches when erect. But Dillon was just a little boy with a little mouth. He wasn't going to be able to fit much in there. He made it to about halfway down my dick before he gagged. "Woah, woah, woah, Buddy! Don't hurt yourself! Just do as much as you can. You don't have to make it all fit. It's okay." I encouraged him. He steadied himself and began again. This time with more confidence knowing how far he could go before he gagged. This was amazing. I was so turned on. Having my little boy suck his dad's cock. It made me feel dirty but so horny at the same time. He took my cock out of his mouth and began to lick up and down my shaft. He made his way to my balls. "Yes, there you go. Oh my god that feels so good, Dillon. Can you fit a whole ball in your mouth?" I asked. Without hesitation he made his move and sucked my whole left nut into his mouth. "Oh my god, son, that feels so good. Keep sucking on Daddy's balls." I grabbed my cock and started stroking it in an upwards motion so Dillon's little face had easy access to my balls. He was gobbling them up! Slurping and licking. The heat from his little boy mouth was intense and felt amazing! Within minutes I knew it was time. "Okay, Bud, I'm gonna cum soon. You ready to take it like Mommy would?" "Yes! I'm ready, Daddy!" exclaimed Dillon. "Okay, put your head back, open your mouth, and stick out your tongue." Dillon complied immediately. I felt the hot tingling sensation rise in me. I felt my balls pull up against me. I felt the cum making its way to my dick. "Here we go, Bud." I said as I rested the head of my cock on my little boy's tongue. And then it happened. My cock spurted shot after shot of hot milky cum into my son's mouth. My body was shaking from the intense orgasm. I could feel the heat in my face. I looked down at my son who was instinctively squinting his eyes shut as hot daddy cum hit the back of his throat and ran down his tongue into the back of his mouth. After the third shot hit him in the throat, he couldn't take it anymore and to turn away with the last two shots hitting him in the cheek and the neck. Dillon began to cough and gasp for air. The poor little guy had some shoot of his nose! "Agghhh" exclaimed Dillon. He had swallowed most of it but then spit out the rest on to the deck. "You alright, Bud?" I chuckled. "Yeah, I'm fine. I got it in my nose and it kinda stings." I reached over and grabbed a nearby rag. "Here, blow your nose into this." After he was finished, I took the rag from him and wiped the cum off his cheek and neck and then the little big that was left on the head of my cock. "What did you think of that?" I asked Dillon with a big grin on my face. "It was okay. I still like the pre-cum better. But I want to like it like Mommy did. I just need more practice. I didn't like it when it came out of my nose, though! That hurt!" I laughed a bit more, "don't worry son, I get it. Plus, it was only your second time tasting it! You did amazing! I'm proud of you!" Dillon beamed back at me. Hear, let's dry off and grab some breakfast. Then I'll read to you. How does that sound? "That sounds good, Dad!" We dried off and made our way to the kitchen. I'll admit, our food options are lacking but, Dillon doesn't know any better. He doesn't remember the time before the world ended so he doesn't complain about the lack of variety. But personally, I'd kill for just a bowl of raisin bran! I fried up some fish we had caught together the day before and boiled and mashed up some sort of root plant I had traded for in one of the settlements. It wasn't a potato but tasted close enough. After breakfast, we lounged on the couch nude together. Dillon was between my legs, his head resting on my chest as I read Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone to him. Soon enough, his head drooped to one side and I knew he was sleeping. I marked the page with the leaf from yesterday and set the book aside. Soon enough, I was in a dreamy wonderland myself.