Date: Sun, 24 Jun 2007 21:18:46 -0600 From: Xavier L Subject: Conversion Conversion by Xavier L This is a reader-requested fictional story containing sex between a father and his minor 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 have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me as well. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list). 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.stories@gmail.com. Me and my 15-year-old son had been through a lot lately. His mom died during childbirth, so he never knew her. I later remarried, and several months ago she died. He's been a real trooper through it all. When he turned 13 he started some weird behaviors. I wasn't really sure what the hell they were about though. I'd often see him looking at me almost appraisingly. Like he was checking me out or something. My relationship with my dad wasn't all that close, so I figured it just must be what teenage boys do. I know they compare themselves with others a lot, etc. We do not have a modest home. It's not uncommon for one of us to be walking around in our boxers, or nude going from the enclosed porch into the house after a swim. Don't usually sit around and chill naked, but if he did it wouldn't surprise or bother me. We're all guys after all. Course having had a woman in the house curtailed some of the nudity when she was home. Ray is very affectionate and always has been. Even at 15 he still cuddles up to me when we watch TV together. Some people think I should stop him, but what the hell does it hurt? Not like he holds my hand while we're walking around in the mall! I will say, however, that lately he's been more affectionate. Sitting more closely. Resting his hand on my thigh. Nestling into my chest. Things like that. I've been feeling pretty down, so I figured it was his way of trying to comfort me. Funny thing, though. I've also noticed that often when I'm coming out of the shower, he's sitting on my bed. Like he's been waiting for me or something. Tonight he did it again. I was watching his face this time, and I noticed his eyes were spending a lot of time on my groin while I toweled off. Weird. We went into the living room and watched a movie. At the end he asked if I could give him a rubdown. Sure thing. No sweat. But I had a little surprise waiting for me. When I got into his room with the massage oil, he was laying on his stomach completely naked! I was a bit startled, but I figured he was just being a little freer since Diana wasn't around now. Just thinking of her still hurt. I walked in, poured oil on his back and then started massaging his neck and shoulders. As I moved down, his body seemed to . . . heat up. As my hands followed the V shape of his torso, he softly moaned. "Pretty good, huh?" "Oh yeah!" he replied. I continued working down until I was at his waist. "Don't forget my butt dad. Coach has been making us do hill repeats, and my glutes are killing me!" His butt? Oh gawd. "Are you sure you want me rubbing your butt Ray?" "Course. It's just a massage!" I was already kneeling on his bed, so I just moved down and started kneading his ass muscles. He moaned louder, and I began kneading them harder. As I did his legs spread open some. His dick was pointing down toward his feet, and he was hard. I could see the light brown hair on his nut sac. Was he trying to seduce me I wondered. Just the thought got my cock rising. Stop it you fucking pervert! I reprimanded myself. But it had been so long. . . I spread his cheeks apart and stared at his pink puckered hole. My dick was fully hard now and twitched at the sight of it. I released it and continued massaging, but this time I decided to let a finger slip into his crack and rub against his hole. When I did I heard a hiss with his sharp intake of breath. His ass seemed to jump into the air a bit. Kind of like when you're petting a cat near the base of its tail. My heart was racing, and I was burning hot. I tried to gather enough willpower to tell myself to stop, but my hands would not obey. I ran my hands down his thighs making sure to brush against his cock. Again he moaned. As my hands returned to his ass, he said "I love you Dad." "I love you too Ray." "You know I'd do anything for you, right? Anything." "Yes. . . yes, I do." What other confirmation did I need?! At that point I lowered myself onto him so that my hard-on was pushing against his ass through my boxers. His butt flexed beneath me. I whispered into his ear "Are you sure, son?" His left eyelid opened, and the brilliant green pierced into me. "Yes. It's what I want." As he said this, I felt his hand squeeze my ass cheek on the side. I kissed him lightly on the cheek and lifted off of him. I quickly stripped out of my boxers and coated my cock with the massage oil. He adjusted himself on the bed and moved his cock to a more comfortable position. I lowered myself onto him, spread his small, tight cheeks, and moved my cock to the entrance of his hole. With one hand I supported my weight as the other guided my cock as it penetrated him. As his hole swallowed the tip of my rod, I heard him moan "Yes Dad!" I continued feeding my cock to his hungry ass. I became consumed with lust, his tight ass taking me to new places of ecstasy. I didn't think about whether or not he was in pain. I just kept sliding my cock in as fast as it would go until finally I was pressed into him, our bodies connecting as I sank deep inside him. I tried to pull my cock back out a bit, but his ass tightened around it. So I relaxed and let it sink back in. "Am I too heavy for you?" "No," he practically sighed. In that instant our relationship radically changed. It was like a switch had been flipped, and we went from father and son to lovers. I wanted him. I hungered for him. I hadn't felt like this with his mother or with Diana! Why? Was it our flesh and blood connection? Some weird male bond? Or was it how he willingly gave himself to me? Wanted me to be part of him. I kissed him softly on the cheek and then on his closed eyelid. "Have you done this before?" "You're my first," he breathed. I wanted to cry. "First time with a guy?" He was silent. "It's OK." "Well, Bobby gave me head once." Bobby was one of his buddies who used to sleep over a lot. I could feel the grip on my dick relax, and so I started slowly moving my cock back and forth in his hot hole. "Was it good?" I was now so curious. What did he taste like I wondered. "It was OK." "Have you ever done it with a girl?" I asked, my cock moving more freely inside of him. I kissed his soft and smooth shoulder as I waited for his answer. "Rebecca and I started to once, but I just wasn't into it." I continued slowly fucking him in silence for a while. I wrapped my arms around his chest as I picked up speed. "So, are you gay?" I asked. "I dunno." I took that to mean he didn't want to talk about it. Fine with me! I began lightly sucking on his neck as I began thrusting faster. "Is that OK?" I asked. "Yeah. You could do it harder," he said, then adding "If you want to." I found myself wanting to fuck the hell out of him! I immediately started pumping faster and harder. He moaned, and it drove me faster. All sense of space and time was lost. All that existed was his athletic body beneath me, and my rod in his virgin hole. He was giving himself to me heart and soul. I needed to truly fuck him. My body ached for it. "Get on your knees," I said, stopping my fucking as he moved. I didn't want my dick to dislodge. We moved as a unit. His torso was still close to the bed, but his ass was in the air, his knees supporting him. I grabbed onto his hips. "Damn you have such a hot ass!" I heard myself say. I began making deeper thrusts now. "Oh gawd! Fuck me Dad, fuck me!" Reverting to an old nickname, I said "You got it Hotshot!" and I began pounding his ass. I tingled all over, and I could feel the head of my cock swelling. I was going to cum soon. The bed creaked beneath us. I closed my eyes, but I could still see his taut swimmer's body. His soft skin yielded readily to my grip. My body moved faster than I thought it could have. My head fell back as my orgasm built. It was harder to move much now. When I pulled back, my dick surged forward like a magnetic was snatching it back. I heard my mouth almost howl his name, and then my cock exploded. After the initial couple of jets of cum shot into him, I relaxed against him. Now I could feel our bodies were covered with a sheen of sweat, my breath hot against his bare skin. "Lower back down slowly so I don't fall out." He did as I said. I ran my hands over his rounded shoulders and down his arms until my fingers could grip his. I kissed his face gently. "I love you so much son. Thank you so very much!" He squeezed my hands, a satisfied grin on his face. After a moment I asked "Did you cum?" He shook his head no. "Roll with me," I instructed, and we rolled onto our sides so we were in a spooning position. My hand slowly slid down his chest, and I rubbed his nipples briefly before following the ripples of his abs until I could feel the wiry hairs of his pubes. His breathing became quicker as I made lazy circles in the damp hair. I let my hand rove down further until I could massage his balls. They felt almost as big as mine! And then I moved my hand to the true prize, wrapped his cock with my fingers and began stroking him rapidly. I could feel my dick shrinking as my hand flew up and down his thick shaft. I had had him circumcised when he was a newborn, so I put released his dick, spat into my palm and then quickly returned to stroking my boy. My precious, beloved boy. His body shivered as he neared climax. I nibbled softly on his ear, and then I felt the hot spray of his jizz flow over my hand like molten lava from a volcano. I moved back a little so that he rolled onto his back. I continued slowly stroking him as I looked deeply into his blazing emerald eyes. I lowered my lips to his and began kissing him. I felt his mouth open almost at the same time as mine, and our tongues darted into each other's mouth as we kissed passionately. I wiped my hand on his sheet and moved so I was partially on top of him, one hand playing with his nipple, and the other grabbing him forcefully at the back of his head. Finally I released him and moved my mouth to his neck where I sucked on the salty skin. I kissed down to a nipple and began sucking it. As my orgasm waned, I regained some of my senses. I stopped what I was doing. Smiled at him and kissed him chastely on the forehead and said goodnight. Then I got up and walked out of his room. I slid into my bed and turned out the light and lay there for what felt like an eternity. As I berated myself, an image of his naked body would swim into my mental vision. I continued to wrestle with my personal demon as I heard the door to my room open. I heard the footsteps come to my bed, and then I felt him climbing onto my bed and then sliding under the sheets. He cuddled against me, his head on my chest. His fingers played with my chest hair. "Ray. . . " His hot breath blew against my chest, and then before I could react or think, I felt his lips sucking on my nipple. My dick stirred. When was the last time THAT happened? I wondered silently. Usually I shoot and I'm done for hours! What was my son doing to my body? His hand began moving down my torso, though. I opened my mouth to say Ray, stop, but what came out was "Yes Ray!" I felt his strong hands on my stiffening cock and my balls. His touch brought new life to my dick, and it responded readily. I felt his lips beneath my nipple and then lower and then lower. Fuck! I screamed silently. I threw the blanket and sheets off of me and ran my hand over his bare back. "Yes, baby boy! Yes! Suck it!" I heard myself say as if I was somehow disembodied. Warm air brushed against my eager cock, and I stiffened as it entered his hot, moist mouth. "Oh gawd Ray!" I almost yelled. I ran my hand back to his head and ran my fingers through his silky hair. Was it my voice I heard saying "Oh yes Ray! Suck Daddy's cock!" I realized I now had a fistful of his hair and was guiding his head up and down on my rod, occasionally thrusting my cock all the way in. I heard him gag a few times, but I was oblivious as to what that meant. He responded like an uncaged, ravenous animal and devoured my cock. "I want your dick!" I said loudly, and we rolled onto our sides in a 69 position. I sank his hard meat deep into my throat and released him immediately as I thought I would vomit as my gag reflex kicked in. His hands were gripping my ass cheeks firmly as he continuously worked every inch of his father's cock. I maneuvered my hips a little more so the back of his head was against the bed more, and I began pumping his mouth as I slobbered on his rod. I wanted him! I wanted him so bad! I sucked on his cock like it contained lifesaving nectar. I worked until I could get his whole dick in my mouth without gagging. Soon I noticed his sucking was slowing down. Then I realized his dick felt bigger and stiffer. As soon as it hit me why, his salty seed blasted into my throat. Once again I was gagging, but I continued sucking and swallowing until it became easier. He had stopped sucking on me, so I kept fucking his mouth. My orgasm was building as well. He began sucking again, and I surrendered his cock as he continued working mine. It was building quick. I moved onto my back and pinched my nipples as my son sucked on my cock. The pressure was almost becoming unbearable. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, I came. I couldn't believe the volume that shot from my rod. Ray gagged too, but he followed his old man's lead and swallowed the load that assailed his throat. When he had milked me, he returned to putting his head on my chest. I softly stroked his shoulder while his hand lay on my pec. Diana always used to bitch because I couldn't fall asleep cuddling with her. Well, this night I did. Yes. Something had changed in our relationship. And the last thing I remembered thinking was "Bring it on!" There will be future chapters to this story.