Date: Wed, 22 Jun 2005 20:45:39 +0100 From: Mitchel Mulder Subject: Alone with my son 10 We left around six AM. This was not the way I had planned my Saturday morning. With mixed feeling we took off. We drove a while without speaking. I felt Kevin's hand on my thigh. "You're okay, Dad?" "Yes, I am. Are you okay?" I asked, while I rested my hand on his. "You know, if you don't want to go, we can turn and go back, no one would mind" I told him. "No, it is okay, want to see Grandpa, this maybe the last time" he reassured me. "So tell me, why is Mum not coming with us". "Better tell you after you've seen Grandpa" I said. "Come on, Dad, you promised". Okay, fair is fair, I thought so I told him, how he called my wife a whore beacuse of her mini skirt, the first time he saw her, that on our wedding he told me that I was throwing away my future. How he kicked me out of the house when I told him I was going to university instead of joining his little company. And how he had insulted my wife when he asked her if she could not even give him a second grandchild. After a while I decided to stop for a coffee. It was Saturday morning and still very early,we were the only ones in the restaurant. I told him more stuff about my father and me. Kevin took my hands in his, "I'm so sorry Dad". "That is alright, you know we never spoke to anyone about this, somehow I feels good to share it, but hey, lets go again, a long drive ahead of us". "Okay" he said, "but first I have to go to the toilets". "Fine, me too". Like the restaurant we were alone, we walked over to the urinals, unzipped and got our cocks out. We glanced over to each other cock. Kevin pulled back his foreskin and a big flow of piss came out of his cock. Soon my piss was flowing too. "Nice Dad". "Yeah always feels good, doesn't it" "Yes and it looks great too". He suddenly stopped pissing, not putting his cock back in his jeans he started to pull his skin up and down. I finished and reached over to get his dick in my hand. He turned towards me, he opened his fly all the way and let his jeans fall to the ground. I went down on my knees and opened my mouth. "I've saved some, if you want" he said looking down at me. I closed my mouth around his cock, he released his muscle and his warm piss was filling my mouth, I swallowed hard not spilling a drop of his golden tasty liquid. I sucked the last drops out of his cock, my tongue moving around his sensitive head, I felt his cock getting harder in my mouth, soon reaching its full hardness. My own cock was now hard too and I started to jack it. Kevin placed his hands behind my head and started fucking my mouth. I was really enjoying this, having Kevin cock deep down in my throat, with my own dick in my hand. Kevin was really fucking my face, it was more to release his tension for seeing my dying father than pure sexual heat. I did not care, I too was nervous and I needed to release too, I sucked his cock in as deep as I could, sticking the tip of my tongue in his piss slit, squeezing his balls as hard as I could. Soon I felt Kevin's hot sperm filling my mouth, I let it roam on my tongue, sucking every drop of his sweet jizz. My own cock was about to burst, I swallowed his cum as I felt my sperm shooting out of my cock, hitting the tiled floor and Kevin shoes. I sucked Kevin's cock until it went limp. I rolled my tongue under his foreskin, cleaning his dick nicely. I let it drop out of my mouth and bent over to lick my cum of his shoes. Kevin got on his knees too, and stuck his tongue in my mouth, sucking up his cum from my mouth. Just before 10 we arrived at my brothers apartment. He lived on the top floor, I had not been here before, he had moved in since my last visit. My brother greeted us warmly, hugging us both. "Hey, guys, great you are here" he said. "So, how is dad? "I asked. "Just called the hospital, they have giving him morphine, he is sleeping now". I looked around, it was very spacious and light, the furniture very stylish, all white". "Wow Tim, great place you have!" while I slapped him on his shoulder. "Thanks man". "You look good too" I said, looking up to him. Yes, he sure looked good, he had a nice tan, he kept his body in great shape. He was just a few inches bigger then me, but broader, his jeans fitted him perfectly, showing off his hard round ass. Tim put his arm around my shoulder and with his hand he gave my pecs a good squeeze. "Damn, Steve, you are still hard and firm". "You two really look alike" Kevin said while he looked at us. "Well" Tim said, I can see that you are son of your dad, same features, same great body"! Tim said when he was looking Kevin over. "You guys want to have some coffee?" "Yep, that would be great" I followed Tim into his design kitchen, where he started to work on an espresso machine. "So, how it is going?" I asked, "with Dad and off course with yourself?". "Not so good, at least he has no pain anymore, but it has been hard the last two weeks, going in and out of the hospital, you know how Dad is, very demanding, even now". I was really sorry, I realised that everything came down to Tim. "You know it can be any day now" Tim said. I had realised that, but still I could not feel any emotion, I guess Tim noticed that, he said: "I know you how you feel about Dad, but you were the lucky one, you went away". "I know, Tim, I know it sounds corny, but I am sorry for you". "To be honest, Steve, I'll be glad when he dies, there is no hope for him anyway, so I hope he closes his eyes really soon". I walked over to him and put my arms around him. This time he was the one who needed a shoulder to cry on. He rested his head on my shoulders and put his arms around me. "He was such a bastard" he said "but still, you can't help feeling sorry when you see him how he is now". I looked over his shoulder and saw Kevin looking sadly at us. I wondered if it had been such a good idea to bring him over. After we finished our coffee, we went to the hospital. My father laid in a private room, hooked on to all kinds of devices. Silently the three of us entered the room, Tim in front, me second and behind me Kevin. He laid there with his eyes closed. He was only half the man I knew, his big body had diminished, I could not help to feel sorry for him. I looked at his skinny hands, once the were big and fleshy. Many times I had felt them on my face and on my ass, now the were only bones covered with old wrinkled skin. Tim brought his mouth next to his ears. "Dad, dad, wake up, see who is here". My Father opened his eyes slowly, and looked around, he greeted Tim, ignored me, and grinned widely as he saw Kevin. He held out his bony hand towards Kevin. Kevin took a step forward and took my father's hand in his. "Hi Grandpa". My father was to weakened to speak, his eyes however lightened up as he looked at Kevin. His eyes blinked a couple of times and his started to breath with more difficulty. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again. "We'd better go" Tim said. I patted Kevin on his shoulder. "Are you okay, son?" "Yeah Dad, I am fine, are you?" I kissed on his cheek and we went outside. "Shall we have lunch?" Tim asked. "Good idea" Kevin replied. Tim informed us that he had been talking to the nurse and according to her it was all right for us to leave, he was asleep now. We had our lunch at Tim's apartment. I phoned my wife to fill her in. Just when we finished our lunch we got a call form the hospital telling us that we'd better got over. When we got there my father already died. We made the necessary phone calls. I called my wife to inform her and told her that we would stay around here till the funeral at least. We had to clear his house, I had to stay and help Tim, he had done enough the last couple months. Monday I would call the office and Kevin's school. On the way home, I looked at my brother, he looked tired. "Are you okay, Tim?" and patted his leg. "Yes, I am, you know, don't get me wrong, but I feel good that he passed away, there was no hope, this is the best, for all of us, dad included. I did see Kevin, that was his last wish". "I think you right, Tim". When we returned to his home he poured us a Scotch, "I think we deserve this one". He called for pizzas and we went through the things we have to do, the coming days. After we had finished the second round of Scotch the pizzas arrived. I could feel the alcohol had a relaxing effect on all of us, especially on Kevin, who was not used drinking Scotch. Tim and I exchanged memories of the old days, Tim brought some beers over to go along the pizzas. The tell you the truth I was beginning to enjoy myself. All of a sudden Tim burst out in laughter, "You remember Steve, that day that you woke up and found that Dad had shaved of your hair! O, man you were so proud off your long hair! You looked looked like a criminal!" Kevin burst out too, "my Dad a skinhead!". Both Tim and Kevin couldn't stop laughing. "It was not funny at all!" I said,"it was the time of having long hair and suddenly I was bald!" I said, but looking at them I could not help it and started to laugh too. Tim went to the toilet. Kevin still giggling came over to me and went with his hand through my short hair. "Just a couple of years more and you will be bald again" he said, bursting out in laughter again. I quickly got my hand in his armpits and started to tickle him. "Stop, please" he shouted, still giggling he collapsed to my chest. I stopped and gave him a smack on his ass. "Mmm, nice Dad" Kevin said, still laughing, and gave me a big kiss on my lips. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue finding mine. Soon Kevin stopped giggling, we both got aroused, I felt my cock getting hard and I felt Kevin erection pushing against my leg. My hand went over his back, locking him onto me. "Uhm..." We both looked up and saw Tim looking at us. I felt my face getting all red. Kevin got to his feet, looking down at the floor. Tim and I were staring at each other. "Hey Kevin, no need to feel embarrassed" Tim said, "your dad is still a hot guy". Kevin looked at him puzzled, then looked at me with big questioning eyes. ".. and if he still as good with that tongue....." said Tim and gave Kevin a wink. "The best tongue I know" Kevin remarked after a few seconds. Tim took a step and lowered his face to mine, I felt his lips on mine, his tongue pushed my lips apart. Memories went through my mind as I tasted his tongue. Memories of Tim holding me tight after my fathers beating. First he just held me, later his arms went around my shoulders and pressing me tighter to him. Now, I welcomed his tongue, feeling it roaming around my mouth. I remember the first time I had felt his tongue, it started with little kisses in my neck, trying to stop me from crying. I was only 12 or 13 then, but I liked how his tender lips felt on my skin. It did stop me from crying, after another hard spanking of my father. Tim whispered that everything was now okay, I looked up at him and he started to kiss me on my lips. The pain of the beating I quickly forgot when he pushed his tongue in my mouth. He pressed my body really tight against his, and I could feel that he was getting hard. My own biy cock got hard too, we stood there for some minutes until he released me and went to the bathroom. When he came back he told me that we needed to go to bed and turned out the lights. In the dark I heard him stripping and putting on his pyjamas. I undressed and went to my bed. Under the covers I beat my cock till I came, wetting my pyjamas, thinking of Tim's tongue in my mouth and his hard cock. The next night my father gave me another spanking, told me to show him my bare ass. I can not remember what I had done, but I knew my father was furious. With his belt he hit my ass, over and over again. I was crying, form behind the locked door my mother was shouting to stop, that I had enough, but my father kept on beating me. I lost track of how many times he hit me. My ass felt like it was on fire, when I pulled my pants back on it hurt to much. With my pants half way my legs, holding them up with my hands I walked to our bedroom, crying. I let my pants drop and laid face down on my bed. Soon Tim came in, he caressed my back, telling me that it was over now. He gently kissed my sour ass cheeks, and told me that they were all red. His soft lips hurt a bit, but I liked the attention he gave me. He told me to get out of my clothes so that he could run some lotion on my sore ass. I did and soon I felt him rubbing the cool lotion on my beated flesh. It felt really good, I don't know if it was the lotion or his hands, but I got aroused, my young cock was pushing into the mattress. He asked me how it felt. I told him that is felt really great, his hands went over my legs and back to my ass again, rubbing the lotion deep in my crack. His hands went down and started to rub the back of my balls. A moan escaped from my mouth. He told me to lift my hips and his hand got hold of my hard cock. I told him that I was sorry that I was hard, he just laughed and told me he was too. He got up and unbuttoned his pants together with his boxers he pulled them down. Unlike me he was cut, I looked at my first hard cock, bigger then mine, and with a big purple head. "You like it?" he asked. "Looks big" I replied. "Take it in your hand" I did, it felt so warm and hard, I squeezed it a couple of times and saw the slit open and a few drops came out. "Lick it" he told me. I stuck out my tongue and licked away the fluid. "Now lick the head" My tongue went over the purple head. "Yeah, that is good, I will do the same for you". He got out of his clothes and laid next to me on bed, in the opposite direction. His swollen cock was right in front on my mouth. I started to lick the head again and licking the shaft down to his hairy balls. Tim hold my cock in his hand and pulled down my foreskin, his tongue was now licking me. "Like that?" he asked. "Hell, yes" He sucked my cock into his mouth, Damn, that was so much better jerking off. I followed his example and opened my mouth, Tim pushed his hips forward, I almost gagged, but I managed to suck his cock in, his hairs were tickling my lips. This felt so hot, within minutes I shot my jizz into his mouth, to my surprise Tim swallowed it. Tom started to thrust his hips faster, his cock was going in and out of my mouth. Hearing his breathing I knew he was going to shoot any second now. I panicked, was he going to shoot in my mouth? I had no time to let his cock go, I felt his sperm hitting the back of my throat. I did not want to swallow it, but I did not have a choice, with his cock rammed deep in my mouth. I swallowed and realised that I liked it. That was the first time I tasted his cock and his cum, many nights we would kiss and suck each other till we shot our loads. I was still kissing Tim deeply, I felt my hard cock pushing my jeans up. I opened my eyes a bit and saw Kevin staring at us with his mouth half open. He walked over to me with his hand on his bulge. I closed my eyes again, enjoying Tim's tongue. I felt Kevin opening my fly and taking out my hard cock and soon I felt his warm mouth around my cock. "Wow" said Tim as he saw Kevin taking my cock all the way in. "Looks like you are good cocksucker too, just like your dad!" Tim opened his jeans and let them drop to the floor. His big hard cut cock pointing at me. I opened my mouth, wanting to taste that cock again, the cock that brought so much comfort and pleasure when I was younger. His cock head pushed my lips apart, I ran my tongue over the head, and lick the piss slit. I opened wider so that his whole cock could enter me. I put my hand on Kevin head and pushed him down on my dick, while Tim was started to fuck my mouth. After all these year I finally had his big fat cock in my mouth again. His balls were slapping my chin. "O, Steve, take my cock, yeah, suck it.... this is so hot!" Tim shouted, "yeah Kevin, suck your dad good!" Kevin managed to get my balls through my fly too and started to squeeze them hard. I moaned loudly. Tim was now fucking my throat hard and fast. "O man, I gonna fill your mouth!" he shouted. I felt the first blast of his sperm hitting my tongue, Tim pushed his cock even deeper in my mouth, burying my nose in his thick bush of hair. I swallowed fast to get all of his seed, it still tasted great. As I was licking off the cum of Tim's cock I felt my own orgasm coming, Tim wanted to pull his cock out but I stopped him, with his wet cock in my mouth I gave a loud cry and erupted in Kevin, flooding his sweet hot mouth. Tim withdrew his cock, I gave I big sigh. "Guess we need to help Kevin" Tim said. He got on his knees and took Kevin cock in his hand. "Nice cock, Kevin" and sucked Kevin's cock in. I got behind Kevin and pulled his jeans further down. I parted his ass cheeks, and looked straight at his ass opening, I stick out my tongue and rimmed his sweet entrance. It was sweaty and musky, just the way I liked it. I pushed my tongue in as far as I could and started circling around. "Mmm, Dad, .....uncle Tim" I felt his body tense, his ass tightening around my tongue, I knew my boy was close, I pressed my whole face to his ass, getting my tongue in as deep as possible. Kevin groaned and filled Tim's mouth with his cum, my tongue still squirming his ass. Tom got up and with his finger he lowered Kevin's lip to let some cum drop in Kevin's mouth. Then he came to me, I opened my mouth and tasted Kevin's cum on my tongue. Tim smiled and swallowed the rest. "Come on guys, let's sit in the jacuzzi" Tim said. He walked over to the terrace, getting undressed as he walked. Kevin and I followed him. Once outside we had a beautiful view over the town. The terrace was large, in the corner there was the jacuzzi, as Tim lived on the top floor, we had all the privacy. "O man, this is great" I said. "Get in, while I get us another drink" Tim said as he walked back in. Kevin and I got naked and got in the jacuzzi. Soon Tim came back with a glasses and a bottle of Scotch. "A nightcap" he said as he came in and sat next top me. I was really enjoying it, and relaxing, with Kevin arm around me and Tim hand resting on my knee. "This feels so good" I said while I took a sip of the scotch. "Strange day it has been" Tim said, while he squeezed my knee and resting his head on my shoulder. After a while Tim said that he was tired and was going to bed. Only then I realised that I was exhausted too, after all we got up very early this morning and it had been a emotional day. "Yeah, that would be a great idea" I said. Kevin head was resting on my other shoulder, I carefully lifted his head and looked into his sleepy eyes. "Hey, Kev, let's go to bed". Kevin nodded and stretched his arms. We all got out and dried ourselves. "I guess you don't mind sharing the spare bedroom". "No, not at all" Kevin responded. When Kevin and I were in king sized bed, we talked a bit about my father. Kevin admitted that he was sorry the old man had died, but he did not feel that bad. I reassured him that that was all right, after all they had not been in close contact for years. I told him that I loved him and that I was glad that he came along. "I love you too, Dad". He snuggled up to me and I pushed my body close to his, with my soft cock to his ass. Feeling his hot ass my cock started to harden. I could tell Kevin was tired and sleepy, not only because of the events of the day but also because of the beer and Scotch. "Goodnight, Son" and kissed him tenderly in his neck. "Love you Dad" he turned his head and gave me a kiss. My hand found his semi hard cock and just hold it, thinking I was so lucky with a son like Kevin. I could hear Kevin was already sleeping. With his cock in my hand I felt asleep too.