Date: Fri, 05 May 2006 08:35:39 -0600 From: Xavier Subject: Bathtime Surprise #11 Bathtime Surprise #11 by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his young son. 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 listed in the Authors section under Xavier L. Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk. A few years had passed and now it was the morning after Derek's 12th birthday party. Some of his friends had stayed overnight, and I had greatly missed sleeping next to my little boy. I didn't sleep well because of it. But with the last of his friends gone, I decided to relax some. I grabbed the newspaper and stretched out on the couch clad only in my sweatpants. Derek came out of the bathroom wearing his PJ bottoms. I admired his developing chest and how his body was slowly filling out. Ignoring my raised newspaper, he climbed on top of me and covered my body with his, his head resting on my chest. I put the paper on the floor and embraced him. "You're almost a teenager son!" "I know!" "Did you have fun last night?" "Yeah, but it was lonely without you in the bed." "That's how I felt too," I said, my hands gently rubbing his bare back. I left my hands drift down his soft skin until they were sliding beneath the waistband of his pajama bottoms. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and my fingers delighted in the silky skin of his ass. I began rubbing his cheeks. "Damn, Derek. You get hotter and hotter every day!" My body began tingling as I felt his lips rubbing against my nipple next to where his head lay. I felt him moving and noticed he was pushing down his bottoms as he began gently sucking on my nipple. I grabbed onto his ass harder and spread his cheeks apart. He began rubbing against my hard cock which was still covered by my sweats. I released his ass and pushed my sweats down exposing my dick. He lifted his head and started kissing me lightly on the lips, his lower body rubbing against mine, our cocks sliding back and forth. Next he moved backward until he was kneeling on the couch. Then he stood up, bracing himself against the wall. I stared at his rod jutting out from his body as he removed his PJs and tossed them on the floor. He knelt back down and then peeled my sweats off of me. As they cleared my legs, he moved in between them, his head seeking out my rod. One of my hands clenched the sofa as the other rested on his head while his moist mouth descended onto my cock. He slowly worked my cock, taking full strides up and down the shaft while his fingers massaged my balls. "Oh gawd Derek!" I cooed. I was so lost in the incredible sensations I didn't notice his hand fishing out the bottle of lube hidden under the cushions. When I felt his mouth release my cock, I waited patiently for it to return but soon noticed a different sensation. I opened my eyes to see Derek spreading the lube on my cock. He smiled at me as he coated my cock. Putting the bottle aside, he crawled back on top of me and kissed me hard on the mouth. "Fuck me Daddy!" he said after breaking off the kiss. "OK baby!" I said as he moved between me and the back of the couch. I moved over as he got into position on his side. I ran my hand up and down his lean side getting lost in the feeling of the curves of his maturing body. "Dad! I want your dick!" he said impatiently. "Music to my ears son!" I replied. I moved closer to him, guided my cock to his hole and then began pushing my way through into the tight entrance. I reached under his knee, braced it in the crook of my arm and lifted his leg up as my cock slid deeper into his hole. I was enjoying the slow entrance until he snapped: "I want all of it Daddy!" And so I complied and thrust my cock forward roughly until I couldn't get any more of my hard flesh inside of him. "Unnnnhhhhh," he moaned loudly as my cock slammed into his ass. I began slowly fucking him. I pulled my cock backward until it almost popped out and then rammed it forward. "Oh yes! Please!" he begged as my cock buried into his ass. After a few more of these deep thrusts, he pleaded "Fuck me hard!" Not wanting to disappoint my beautiful boy, I began fucking him harder. I pinned his smaller body against the couch as I repeatedly slammed my cock into his ass. As he moaned I almost yelled "Yeah, take it boy!" as I increased my speed. I reveled at how our flesh smashed together as I continued violating his hole. "You want Daddy's juice?" "Yes!" I began ramming even faster now. I released his leg and grabbed onto the couch for support as I slightly lifted my hips up so I could fuck him faster. I could feel the dampness from our commingled sweat as I crashed into his repeatedly. And then I yelled out "Oh gawd! Oh gawd! Shit!" and collapsed against him as my cock exploded into his ass. I held him pinned against the couch until my cock finished emptying. When it did, I pulled out and moved off the couch. He rolled onto his back. I was kneeling on the floor as I devoured his cock with my mouth. He immediately starting humping my face rapidly. I matched his rhythm until I tasted something odd. It was somewhat salty but not too bad. Did he pee in my mouth? I wondered. He was panting heavily and no longer pumping. I pulled my mouth off his cock. I squeezed his hard dick and saw white fluid emerge from the tip. "You came Derek!" I said excitedly. "Huh?" he asked in between gasps to catch his breath. "You came! You know how when you suck on my dick, some stuff shoots into your mouth? That's cum." "Cool!" "Yeah! You're becoming a man son!" "I wondered why it felt so much better this time." "Yep. You just had a full-blown orgasm. And on your birthday too!" I felt his body shiver as I lowered my head onto his cock and sucked more of the precious fluid from his rod. I rubbed his body while his cock softened and shrank. I smiled as I noted a few lone pubic hairs. We got dressed and went to his favorite restaurant for lunch and then to the video arcade. After we got home, he decided he wanted a shake, so I made him his favorite: strawberry. I watched him drink it, and we talked about the plans for the rest of his special day. When he was done, I got up to take the glass to the sink for him. Standing in front of him I noticed a frothy pink moustache on his upper lip. Laughing I said: "Got milk?" as I reached up to wipe his face. However, once my finger touched his soft skin, I felt a spark kindle inside me. I rubbed some of the shake residue onto his lip, and his tongue reached up to lick it off, brushing against my finger. My cock was hardening fast. I leaned down and lightly licked the remaining fluid, gently sucking on his upper lip. As we kissed, I undid my belt and pants dropping them to the floor. "How about a different kind of milk now?" I said standing back up. Noting the tent in my boxers, he reached out and pulled my underwear down. He looked up at me as his hand wrapped around my rod. "I sure do love you Derek," I beamed at him. My cock twitched as his mouth opened and his head moved toward my cock. When his lips closed around my dick, I shuddered with ecstasy. He started out slowly moving up and down the shaft. The more of my flesh he tasted the hungrier he got, and his pace steadily increased. He scooted his chair in closer, wrapping his arms around my ass. I grabbed onto the back of his head and began fucking his face. "Oh yeah baby! Suck Daddy's dick!" As he began deep throating my cock, I moaned "Fuck yeah!" It got even more intense as I felt his fingers moving to my ass and one of them pushing at my hole. As his finger entered me, he moved his hot mouth to my balls and sucked on them before returning to my cock. I began pounding his face as my orgasm steadily built. As he worked another finger into my ass, that proved to be my undoing, and my cum blasted his throat. He drank the rushing fluid greedily as I held his head in place. After he had drained my cock, I released him. "Damn that was good son!" He smiled up at me proudly. "Daddy? Remember when you told me I could fuck you when I could come?" I stared down at him a little shocked. But he was right. He had asked me before when he would get to fuck me, and I told him as soon as he could come. I didn't tell him why, but I figured before then his dick would just be too small. "Yes, yes I do." "I want to fuck you then." I don't know why that surprised, but it did catch me off guard. "Well, OK. . . " "Now." "Right now?!" "Yeah." I stared at him again. I hadn't quite been prepared for this. "Well, a deal's a deal." I moved my feet out of my pants and underwear that were bunched up at my ankles. I took him by the hand and led him to our bedroom. Once we got there, I lifted him up onto the bed and peeled his shirt off. I kissed his face and then moved to his chest where I lightly sucked on his nipples as I undid his jeans. When they were undone and unzipped, I playfully pushed him backward onto the bed. I stripped my shirt off and tossed it behind me, and then I grabbed his underwear and jeans and yanked them off of his creamy white legs. I picked up his feet and sucked on his big toes briefly before spreading his legs and laying them back down. As he grinned broadly, I lowered my head to his crotch, shoving his legs apart more and began sucking on his balls. As I took in the scent of his skin, I wanted desperately to plow his tight ass, but it was his turn, so I turned my attention to his dick and began sucking on it. It was already good and hard, but I thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of his cock rubbing against my tongue. After I had sucked on his little rod some more, I heard him say "Come on Daddy, get it slippery!" I released his cock and reached for the lube. "Patience, son. Patience." I put a small gob on his dick while he watched intently. "Move over," I said as I climbed onto the bed. I grabbed both of our pillows and put them underneath my hips and lay down. He quickly mounted me. After some attempts to get into the right position, he said: "You're too high." I reached underneath me and yanked out one of the pillows. I relaxed as I felt part of his body pressing against mine while he stuck his cock into the opening of my hole. After a few false starts, I finally felt his dick enter. My suspicion was confirmed when he let out a hearty "Fuck yeah!" as he imitated me. He began pumping fast almost immediately but kept slipping out. The next time he reinserted his dick, I said: "Hold still." I pulled the remaining pillow out from beneath me and lay flat. "OK." He returned to fucking his father, his body pressed into mine as he rested on top of me, all of his energy going to moving his small hips up and down. I could feel his breath against my bare back, his hands resting on my shoulders while his lower body pumped furiously. In only a few moments, his movements stopped, he made an unusual sound, and I could tell he was coming. As he lay against me, I said: "Happy birthday son." There will be another part.