Date: Sat, 1 Aug 2020 15:16:58 -0500 From: AL AL Subject: After The World Ended 3 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 3 After a couple of hours I felt Dillon stir in my arms. I looked down and admired my perfect, naked boy. I admired his smooth, sun tanned skin, his lean muscles that would someday develop into strong arms and legs, his dark hair that has been highlighted by years in the sun. I could see one of his plump butt cheeks and part of his ass crack at this angle. I stroked my hand down his smooth body and found that perfect butt cheek. I caressed it, cherishing the moment. I could smell him. He smelt of the ocean with a slight scent of boy musk. It was perfect. Dillon stirred once again, pushing into my touch. I looked down and saw that his eyes were now open. "Hi, Daddy." Dillon said. "Hey, Bud! Did you have a nice nap?" "Yeah. I dreamt about you, me and Mommy. We were fishing and I was catching so many fish! We were all happy because we were going to have a feast! And then we were all cuddled up together in bed. I was really nice." he said with a smile. "I have dreams like that too. I miss mommy, also." "Daddy, I like us this way. It makes me happy. I just want you to hold me forever and never let me go. I don't want to ever lose you, too." "I'll never leave you, Bud." I promised. Dillon began stroking my chest. Running his little fingers through my hair. I watched him as he explored my body. He found my right nipple and began to circle it with his index finger. "I can't wait to be big and strong and hairy like you." He said as he moved away from my nipple and worked his hand down to my stomach. He began to move his hand in an upward motion back towards my chest, catching the hairs in between his fingers. He repeated this a few times before he reached for my pubic area. He began running his fingers through my pubes, lightly lifting them up straight to see how long they were. "I can't wait until I have private hairs so I can play with them. You could play with them too, Daddy!" "Don't worry, Bud! They'll come soon enough and I promise I'll play with them!" I smiled down at him. He smiled back. "What do you say we play some cards?" I asked. "Yeah! Crazy 8's!" exclaimed Dillon. "Crazy 8's it is!" I replied. He jumped off of me with excitement, pushing on my stomach a little too hard as he used it as a springboard. He ran to his closet and pulled out a pair of shorts. "You know, Bud, we don't really have to wear clothes anymore if you don't want to. Only when we visit the settlements." "Really?!" He asked with excitement in his voice. "Yeah! I mean, now that we are sharing a lot, there isn't really anything for us to hide anymore." "Yaaaa! I love being naked!" He giggled. I stood up and walked to the shelf where we stored our games and grabbed the deck of cards. I carried them back to the living room area, sat on the couch and began to shuffle them. Dill grabbed a step stool and set it on the other side of the coffee table from me. We played for an hour or two. Time went by so fast when I was having fun with my boy. I let him win the majority of the games, giving him an ego boost. He was so happy, so care free. God, I love my boy. After we finished playing, it was time for dinner. Dillon realled in the cage of fish that we would leave hanging off the side of the boat. We did this to keep them alive and fresh. We would do this mostly in deep water as to avoid the attention of predator fish. He opened the top of the cage and snatched one of the bigger fish out and threw it onto the deck. The fish flopped around wildly as Dillon fastened the top of the cage and threw it back into the water. Without hesitation, he grabbed the fish killer, which was a wooden baton, and in one quick motion struck the fish on the head. He was getting good at that. Dillon brought me the fish and I began to filet it. It was quite a large fish and provided plenty of protein for the two of us. We ate the fish and some strange fruit we got from the settlements. There were lots of strange plants and fruits that I didn't know the name of that we would trade for. I'm definitely not a botanist and my knowledge of all these tropical plants and fishes is lacking. The fruit had a hard outer "shell." It's pale orange meat was somewhat tart but fairly sweet in general. After dinner, we climbed atop the captain's cabin and watched the sunset, our arms pressed against each other. We talked about the time before the world ended. He was always full of questions, understandably. He felt a little sad that he missed out on that time. I did too. But, I reminded him that this was a new world and of how lucky he was to be a part in it. Without so many people, all survivors were important and would play a critical role in the building of our new world. "Daddy, will you show me where you and mommy used to live?" asked Dillon "Yeah, Bud. Someday. Maybe when you are a little older. The old cities are dangerous places and I wouldn't want you to get hurt. I wouldn't want to lose you." He hugged me then. We stayed in that position until the last rays of sun fell beyond the waves. Dillons grip on my side loosened. I knew that he was beginning to fall asleep. I scooped him up in my arms and carefully descended the latter to the roof of the captain's cabin. I carried him to my room, or maybe I should say our room, now, and laid him on the bed. I pulled the blanket over us and watched him for a while before I too fell asleep. I awoke early the next morning to a warm, wet sensation on my dick. The sun was just beginning to rise. I didn't move. I layed there for a moment and realized Dillon was between my legs. He was sucking my morning wood ever so gently. I wanted to see where his curiosity would lead him so I pretended I was still asleep. I could tell he was trying to not wake me. His touches so soft and gentle. He began to gently lick my balls as well. Alternating between fondling, licking, and kissing them. Then, to my surprise, he attempted to move down further! I let out a small moan and adjusted my legs to give him easier access. He froze for a moment thinking he had awoken me but after a few seconds, he continued. He was kissing and sucking on my taint. Then I heard sniffing. Was he sniffing my butt? God that was so hot. Then, there it was, his tongue began lapping at my hole. Up and down. I began with the tip but now I could tell he was using the entire flat of his tongue to lick his dad's pucker. Oh, it felt so amazing. I had trouble holding in my moans. After a few minutes, he made his way back to my morning wood. I must have been leaking like crazy by now. He gently slurped up and down my cock. Savoring the flavor of my pre-cum. He began to increase his speed. He gripped the base of my cock in his little left hand and he continued up and down the three inches that he was able to get in his mouth. I was so turned on. I could feel my orgasm beginning to rise. It took everything I had to keep from moaning, to keep from crying out, to keep my breath steady. And then it happened. My cock erupted into his little mouth. I heard his mouth become sloppy with my cum. I felt cum dribble down my dick into my dark bush. I heard him trying to hold in a cough. I heard him swallow. Then he continued to clean my shaft with his tongue. He licked into my bush. Attempting to clean up the mess he made. Attempting to hide the evidence. When he'd had his fill, he climbed back to my side and wrapped his arm around me. We both fell asleep once again. An hour or two later, we awoke for the second time, still wrapped in each other's arms. I kissed on the forehead. "Good morning, Buddy." He smiled up at me. "Good morning dad." He said quietly, sleep still in his voice. "Did you sleep good?" "Mmhmm" he replied. "Lets get cleaned up and start the day." I suggested as I released him and swung my legs over the side of the bed. He followed me into the bathroom. He began to poop while I brushed my teeth. We weren't shy about these things. I never taught him that this was something he needed to be modest about or ashamed of. "Whew! You'll need to wash up after that, stinky butt!" I laughed. He laughed too. We traded places and I made my daily delivery to the porcelain throne. "Now you're the stinky butt!" giggled Dillon. We climbed into the shower together. Something else my wife and I had done was install a large, black plastic water container on the roof over the bathroom. The heat from the sun was absorbed by the black container and provided us with warm showers. It was a massive moral booster for us when we were able to reap the results. Sure, we didn't have soap, but at least we could take a hot shower. I grabbed our shower cloth and began to rub it all over dillon. I used one hand to keep him steady while the other vigorously scrubbed him. I paid special attention to his stinky butt as well as his little pecker and sack. The stimulation made his little 3 inch nail stand to attention. God I loved looking at his hard little dick. I tugged at a few times and Dillon giggled. "Okay, my turn!" I said. I was starting to get hard again. I first worked on my face, neck, shoulders and arms as Dillon was too short to reach those areas. I was doing that, he began rubbing his hands over my slick naked body. He reached between my legs and vigorously flicked his fingers back and forth once he found my hold. "Stinky butt! He squealed and giggled. "Hey! That tickles!" I exclaimed. Dilled giggled more and began his motion faster. "Okay, okay, now it's your turn to scrub me down." I handed him the cloth. He started with my torso and made his way down my legs. I lifted each foot so he could scrub my soles. I made his way back up to my dick. He stuck the rag between my legs and began to scrub the underside of my balls. By now I was fully erect. He lightly scrubbed my dick with cloth. "Okay, now your stinky butt, dad!" said Dillon with a mischievous smile. I smiled back and turned around. I lifted my leg and rested my foot on the now useless soap holder built into the wall of the shower. My hole exposed and my balls hanging loosely. He examined my hole for a moment and then began to rub his fingers up and down my crack. "Daddy, will I get hair here too? Like you?" "Probably, Bud." was all I said in response. I reached down and grabbed a cheek, spreading my hole even wider so he could really get a good look. Then all of a sudden he put his mouth on my ass and began desperately licking my hole. He was pushing his tongue hard against me, attempting to tongue fuck me. Holy shit was that hot. "Okay, okay, bud!" I gasped and laughed. Save some for later! We will play later, I promise!" Dillon reluctantly withdrew his tongue and finished scrubbing me down with the rag. We stepped out of the shower and dried off. "I think it's time for some breakfast. Don't you?" "Yeah! I'm super hungry!" This time we had clams for breakfast. When we were near land, I would use my snorkeling gear to swim down and scoop up as many of these as I could find. I also kept these in our live fish cage. We enjoyed eating these boiled, stewed, or even chopped up and mixed with those weird potato things. Which is what we had this morning. After breakfast, Dillon decided he wanted to continue Harry Potter. Hopped into the bed and propped himself up on his elbows and began reading. His golden ass looked so delicious. "Hey bud, read to me! I want to hear the story too! Dillon began reading out loud. I came up behind him and spread his legs and used his beautiful plump little ass as a pillow. I reached up his sides and dragged my fingertips up and down. I sat up for a moment and admired his cute ass as he continued to read. I grasped both cheeks and pulled them apart. His pink starfish gave me a wink. It was so perfect, I couldn't resist. I pulled at his hips and lifted him a few inches. He stopped reading. "Go on, Son, I want to hear the story." Dillon continued reading to me. I planted my face in his ass, devouring it. Every once in a while he would pause to release a moan but then he would quickly continue. I loved tasting his boy musk. His unadulterated scent. Just pure boy. No fragrances from soaps. He was delicious. I stock my tongue as deep as I could into him. He again stopped reading and let out a guttural moan. I used my right hand to caress his little sack. I eased up with my tongue and he began reading again. I reached further and grasped his hard little prick. I began to jerk him off as I feasted on his delicious boy bum. Soon enough, the reading stops and he begins to moan again. I jerk him faster. "Oh god, dad, it's happening again!" He almost screamed. Again I plunged my tongue into his ass as I continued to jerk him off. He began to wail with pleasure. His body began convulsing. I felt his little dick twitching in my hand as it again began attempting to empty his prepubescent nut sack. I felt his tight, pink hole grip my tongue, again and again. He calmed and was breathing heavy. "Come here buddy, Daddy's got a treat for you." He spun around to face me. I was so turned on. I was so close. It didn't take long before my orgasm began to rise. I caressed his head, lighting gripping the hair in the back to hold him steady. He opened his mouth. That was all it took. I inserted the head of my dick into his mouth and exploded inside of him. He gulped down my cum voraciously. There was no coughing this time. He took it all. He wrapped his lips around the head of my dick and cleaned it off. This time I did something that surprised him. I reached down, grabbed his face and kissed him deeply. I stuck my tongue in his mouth and tasted myself there. I rolled my tongue around his. After a few seconds I ended the kiss. He looked up at me glassy eyed. "I love you daddy." Said Dillon. "I love you too, Son. So, so much." "C'mon bud, keep reading. I want to hear the story!" He smiled and returned to his previous position and continued to read. I laid on my side, propping myself up with my elbow and hand, watching him lovingly. I used my other hand to gently trace my fingers around his back and side, giving him goosebumps. This was so perfect. I never wanted it to end.