Date: Thu, 6 Dec 2012 10:17:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Frank NIaw <lannyr99@yahoo.com>
Subject: FATHER-SON TALK - Part 2

			FATHER-SON TALK 2 - Freddy

				    by
				TucsonDaddy
			    lannyr99@yahoo.com

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between boys and men.  If
material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story.
In most states by law you are not allowed to read this story, if you are
under 18 years of age.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any living or
deceased persons or to events that may have occurred, is purely
coincidental.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it
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Comments are welcome.

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			FATHER-SON TALK 2 -- Freddy

				    by
				TucsonDaddy
			    lannyr99@yahoo.com


Friday afternoon came around more quickly than I'd thought it would, I kept
pretty busy so the time went by quickly.  Once dad knew I'd made plans with
Freddy, he was happy for me.  "And I want a complete report when it's
over," he said with a wink.  "You'll do just fine.  Remember that deep
inside he's as queer as you are."

Mom picked us up from school so Freddy wouldn't have to carry his overnight
bag to my home.  Once home, we went up to my room so he could hang some
clothes and put his bag in my closet.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked him.

"Games," was his reply.

With that we turned on the game box and for the next hour, played some
pretty intense stuff.  Mom knocked at my door which was open a crack so I
could hear when someone approached.  She stuck her head in, to tell us she
and dad were taking my brother over to a friend's house to spend the night,
then she and dad were going out for a dinner, a play and some dancing.  I
walked over to the door to give her a hug, a kiss and tell her everything
would be fine.  We were going to jump in the pool for awhile, order a
pizza, and watch TV till midnight.

Just as I finished telling her our plans I heard dad's slightly irritated
voice from downstairs, "Honey!  Come on. The boys will be fine.  We're
going to have a good evening just for ourselves."  She turned and without
looking back or making further mommy noises, went down to join her husband.

I returned to the game box prepared to play another game when Freddy said,
"Aren't we going to go into the pool?"

"Sure but let's give them 15 minutes to make sure they don't suddenly
remember dad's wallet or something and disturb us."  He grinned and nodded
his head.  "OK, one more game, loser."

I was beginning to feel very relaxed about what I hoped would happen this
evening.  No point in rushing it.  We finished up that game, I checked the
clock on the wall and said, "Let's go swimming."  Freddy leaped to his feet
and pulled off his shirt.  I copied his move, then reached down to pull off
my socks.  Seconds later my pants were draped over a chair and we were down
to our briefs.  Freddy was looking at me and I at him.  I could feel a
tension in my room.  "We'll pull them off together, on three," I said.  He
nodded and hooked his thumbs in the waistband, as did I.  "One," pause
"two," pause, pause, then "three."  I pushed mine down, stepped out of
them, and looked at Freddy.

Wow!  I'd done it.  We both had done it.  Stripped naked in front of each
other.  Now we stood a few feet apart just letting our eyes roam over the
others body.  I felt a sense of triumph, and a little nervous.

The stance he was taking reminded me of that famous statue of David, the
warrior king of Israel.  Like David, Freddy was equally beautiful.  Marble
turned to flesh.  Now within my reach.  I let my eyes roam over him, taking
the boy whose flesh I seemed madly wanting to devour.  His hair mussed from
pulling his t-shirt over his head.  His face, better looking than mine; one
the girls want to confess love.  His arms, his chest, his thighs and
legs... all so well proportioned and firm.  Unlike the statue of David
whose cock is limp supported by a deliciously hefty bag hinting at the
large balls that lay inside.  Freddy's penis was semi-erect laying atop a
smaller bag with large twin plums within.  Stone brought to life, standing
here with me, naked.

I took a tentative step toward him.  Then another, more confidently.
Finally a third which brought me, that is, us, to within an arm's reach of
the other.  I looked into his eyes to see my own desires reflected.

His eyes were taking me in as well.  Apparently they liked what they saw
when he told me, "You have a really nice body, Josh."

I reached out to touch his face.  Lightly running the back of my fingers
over his cheek, down to his neck, then on down to caress one nipple.  He
flinched; but didn't draw back, smiled at me and nodded his head.
"Mmmm...."  I smiled back at him and brought my other hand to his chest to
lightly feel the muscles beneath.  His hands were equally busy touching me,
taking in the boy opposite him, free now to feel the flesh, our desires
unshackled from old proscriptions against sex with our own kind.

It was all coming true.  Just as dad had predicted.  Everything was up for
grabs.  Right now I wanted to grab his cock and slowly suckle him to
climax.

"So do you, Freddy.  You're beautiful too."

Silence descended; neither of us spoke.  Both looked at the delectable
feast spread before us.  "You know, looking at your..." he paused unable to
speak the word, he continued with, "I mean looking at you, I'm feeling
sexy."  His cock semi-erect now began to fill and rise to a 45-degree
angle.

I knew without looking down that my own penis was firmly erect.  This was
the turning point.  No going back.  Never mind the pool.  We're both naked
and getting hard.  "Yeah, me too.  That cock looks good enough to eat."

He actually blushed.  Guess I did too being so incautious as to talk sexy.
He put his hand under it as though offering it to me.  "It's yours Josh.
You can do what you want with it," he said demurely admitting his own
needs.

His words, his admission were all it took for us to express the needs that
were growing within each of us.  My heart was pounding so hard that I could
hear blood roaring in my ears, my breath coming in short intakes.

And then we were in each others arms, our erections trapped between us.
Out bellies pressing them caused them both to throb.  A moment later, my
eyes closed and our lips met in a slow, hesitant touching.

The feeling of his lips on mine, barely touching, experimenting with a
boy-boy kiss.  Mouths opened, expanding this experience to include tongue.
His joined mine, tip to tip, cautiously savoring the taste of his mouth.
He met and held there momentarily.  Our first kiss, introduction to a new
relationship.  We drew back, my eyes opened to gaze into his.  The smile on
his face told me all I suspected.  We both liked kissing each other, boy to
boy.

Our next was less cautious.  A wonderful and lasciviously gay kiss.  Mouths
open, our tongues began to dance to a tune that only they could understand.
When they pulled apart, we were both gasping from the intensity of this new
found attraction for each other.  My head was spinning from delight and
happiness.  "It's finally happening, " I breathed in a lust-filled husky
voice, my lips only half an inch away from his.

"Gawd, yes," he whispered back.  "I've wanted to hold you and kiss you from
the first time I saw you naked in P.E.  I wanted to stare but didn't dare;
my cock was beginning to get hard."

I laughed.  "Mine too.  I wanted to see your body.  What lay beneath those
clothes.  I took one look at your half hard cock and knew I wanted to taste
it.  But I got into the shower, washed quickly then went back to my locker
to dry and dress.  I was almost ready to explode with lust."

"Then let's," he said taking my hand and pulling me toward the bed.  I gave
no resistance for I wanted this to happen.  And happen now.

I grabbed the cover and sheet to toss them back out of the way.  Clambering
onto my very comfortable bed, we lay down in each others arms again.  No
words can convey the intensity of my lust for my friend.  I was inflamed
with desire to consume him.  The taste of his flesh, his lips against mine
satisfied some of my horny desire but flood gates would soon open to wash
us away in a tide of queer sex.

Our arms wrapped around each other, holding us close, as though one might
change his mind in this moment of pure admission of lust.  Heads tilted so
that our noses did not collide, our mouths open wide to admit tongues that
flickered back and forth, round each other.  The taste of his mouth, the
smell of his face, kindled the thoughts racing through my head.

We lay together locked against each other and kissed to satisfy a deep
suppressed craving that had simmered far too long and rapidly reaching the
boiling point.  Kissing can only satisfy a small portion of need when our
entire bodies lay beneath us awaiting exploration.

I felt so completely homosexual.  And loving every moment of being naked
with my gay lover, Freddy.  The look in his eyes told me he felt the same.

Pulling my body away from his I put my hand on his chest to rub it.  "Your
skin.  So soft," I whispered.  His hand was feeling my chest as well.

When his fingers caressed one nipple, I groaned and told him softly, "Do
that again and pinch it.  Not too hard though."  Even as he took one
between two fingers I was doing the same to him.

What a deprivation in my knowledge of my own body.  When I chilled or got
horny, I'd noticed that my nipples hardened but it hadn't occurred to me
what might cause such stiffening.  I'd touched my nipples before but the
feeling was more one of a reaction.  I'd never bothered to do more, to
explore the sensual side of touching myself there.  What if I had looked
down at my nipples, then touched them lightly, would I have found my own
touch arousing?  Now I was learning: nipples have that kind of feeling.
Intense; when rolled just right, slightly painful.  But being so aroused,
it only added to the general feeling of lust.  Both of us were
experimenting with the others body.  Learning all of the hot spots to
arouse each other.  So many G spots!

"I want...," I whispered.

"What?"  he grinned.  "What do you want?"

"I want you to lay on your stomach," I said.

He looked puzzled for a few seconds then said, "You're not really are you?"

"Oh, yes, I want to know what all your body tastes like so roll over."

He grinned as he did what I asked.  Without being told he raise his ass and
spread his cheeks for me to see his pink rosebud opening.  I licked my
finger to moisten it.  Pressing it lightly against his anal opening I ran
my finger around it, teasing before I devoured it.

"Feels nice," he said encouraging me.

But I needed little encouragement.  Ever since I'd seen men rimming each
other, I wanted the same.  I moved in extending my tongue to taste his ass
hole.  The smell was light.  Freddy kept himself clean.  Running my tongue
up and down his crevice, he moaned in pleasure.  Now was the time to do it.
I rolled my tongue tightly and lowered it to probe his hole.  He jerked.
"Oh gawd," he whimpered.  I probed and licked and probed and licked.
Sticking my finger into his anus, I cautiously sampled it.  Not bad.  Then
returned to licking and rimming.  Finally satisfied with his ass, I moved
back and told him to roll onto his back so I we could suck cocks.

I leaned toward his face to kiss his cheeks then lick his ear and kiss down
his neck.  "Ooooo!  Gawd but this is fun and sexy and I like what you're
doing to me."  My face continued on down his chest to find one nipple and
suck it into my mouth.  "Yikes!" he cried out in surprise.  I didn't let up
and he told me how aroused he was becoming.  My other fingers rolling and
pinching his other nipple.  He lay gasping beneath me.  His word spilling
out, confessing his desire for more, more, more.

"Hey," he suddenly said. "My turn."  I was ready to experience the same
feelings.  Anxious, excited I wanted to have his mouth on my nipple, so
hard, so stiff.  I rolled onto my back exposing myself to his
ministrations.

He was on his knees looking down at me; my body naked, nothing to hide.
"Gawd but you're sexy looking," he whispered as he leaned down to begin
tasting my body.  The kissing, licking, sucking and even using his teeth to
lightly nip at my nipples.  By this time I was so horny, I felt that one
more anything would send me over the edge.

"I gotta have your cock in my mouth," I whispered to my lover.

"Me too," he said.  We both moved more toward the center of the bed then he
scooted down so that my feet would not hit the head board as we nursed on
those boy teats we'd coveted for so long.  Freddy was lying the usual way
with feet toward the foot of the bed.  Hi head was further down from the
head board so I wouldn't be kicking it.  He was lying on his side, with the
bottom leg bent out so his thigh would act as a pillow for my head while I
nursed his dick.  I moved in to tuck my leg under his head and placed my
head on his thigh.

"This is it," he said.

Thus situated I took a moment to closely examine what Freddy was offering
me: his beautiful five-inch uncut prick with a miniscule growth of pubic
hair.  His balls hung in an ample sack off to one side.  Twin marble sized
balls nestled within.  Pulling back the foreskin, I looked at his head.
Nicely shaped helmet with ample piss slit.  I kissed it then licked around
the rim.  He moaned, "Oh gawd!  That feels so good."  Then I returned to
sucking the tip of his head, running my tongue around the rim while I held
his foreskin back.

Luxuriating in the warm taste of his hard, throbbing prick, loving the
smell of his boy body.  Somehow my dad's cock intruded into this love fest.
He was looking at me as I lay between his legs.  "Does my cock taste as
good as your lover's?"  Blinking twice, he was gone but the image....  Oh
my gawd....  I was thinking of my dad's big dick while I was sucking on
Freddy.  But it did make me think about what Freddy tasted and smelled
like.  The only way I could respond would be "wonderful."  I was loving
being in a 69 with Freddy.  It all seemed so natural and right.  I think
dad would agree.

I felt his hand close around my hardness causing me to sigh as he began to
slowly stroke my shaft.  It's always so much more exciting when another
hand is rubbing me.  "My gawd but your dick is amazing," he whispered to
me.  "So long and thick.  Your head is big.  We may have a problem when you
fuck me.  Not sure that thing will fit in my hole."

"You don't worry about a thing," I giggled.  "I'll get you opened so your
pussy will swallow anything I feed it."  he laughed at my analogy.  "Your
cock is real gorgeous too.  So long and straight.  The uncut foreskin is a
treat.  Never sucked one that's uncut.  I can have some fun with that."

"My foreskin protects my cock head from the constant rubbing from my
briefs.  So I'm real sensitive down there.  Especially after I've shot my
load."

"I'll remember that.  But you're not going to get off for several hours.  I
want to spend a long time nursing you, baby.  Just let me know that you are
close.  I'll edge you to get your semen one dollop at a time. I want to
learn to love your cum.  I'll take everything you give me and more."

I could tell from the wonderful lapping of his tongue along the underside
of my erection that he was no longer interested in sharing these moments
verbally.  I took his head into my mouth and rode it up and down to spread
saliva on it as a lubricant.  While sucking his head gently, I wrapped my
fingers around his shaft and rotated them around and back over the shaft.
His moans told me more than words how his lust was rising.  I had barely
began a steady suck as I moved my head up and down his cock.

"I'm cumming," he groaned releasing my cock from his mouth.

Pulling his cock back a few inches, I watched the small jet of sperm pop
out of his pee slit.  I smiled at the ample size.  This boy could give me a
fine load when he climaxed.  I ran my tongue luxuriously over his purple
head to lap off the sweet cum.  "Oh!  Ooo!  Oh!" He groaned, "Oh gawd, but
that feels fine."  After he shot a few more mini-spurts, he declared he was
ready to cum.  I told him that I was too so, let's finish things up.

As I cupped and massaged his nuts with one hand, I reached around to caress
his ass cheeks.  "So soft," I murmured.

We lay together quietly for a bit, softly nursing on our hard, hard pricks
feeling my lust rise until I felt him grunt and knew he was giving me his
love juice.  It sprayed into my mouth in one, two, three, four jets to
cover my tongue with his hot, white, sticky sperm and semen.  Recalling his
admonition to ease off sucking when he came, I simply lapped with my tongue
while the last few drops trickled out.

Then my own balls erupted to spew semen onto his tongue and down his
throat.  He too relaxed his sucking on my very sensitive head.  I swished
his cum around in my mouth to savor the sticky texture and the tangy
flavor.  "Mmm...," I whispered.  "Your cum is delicious."

His mouth released my prick long enough to inform me how much he was
enjoying my gift to him.  After swallowing his load, I continued to suckle
him, enjoying the intense closeness both physically and emotionally with
this boy's body which would provide much pleasure to my mouth and cock.
Already I was imagining how good it would feel to fuck his boy hole.  I
could almost feel how my cock would fill his gut then retreat until I shot
a load of cum into him.  Mmm....  Oh, yes.  Fucking him would be such
pleasure!

"Hey, down there," he said in a normal voice.  "You 'bout ready to let go
of my prick.  I need to piss."  For a moment I was temped to tell him that
I'd be happy to DRAIN.....  well, maybe later not just now.  Learning our
way around each others bodies would be interesting enough.  No need to add
potential stress of kinky interests.  He was as homo as I am but perhaps
less desires in all my areas.  Yes, definitely a later announcement.

We unhooked our cocks from mouths and untangled heads and legs so we could
sit up.  Freddy left our bed to pad across the floor to the stool.
Watching his ass as he went, Josh felt his soft cock twitch.  He wanted to
spread those cheeks to suck, to lick, to devour the the pink rosebud that
lay hidden within the crevice.

I was so engrossed in my own fucking fantasies the I never heard the soft
splash of piss hitting the water.  It went on and on.  Finally, silence and
the sound of paper being torn from the roll.  Then the flush.

I was lost in the dizzying thoughts of fucking Freddy when he brought back
to the here and now by his question.

"Hey, babe, where are you?"

Laughing, the vision of eating Freddy's delectable boy pussy faded. He
smiled up at Freddy who had returned from relieving himself and was now
moving into the bed again.  Just for a moment I glimpsed his cock, now soft
and dangling.  I reached for it to touch and caress it.  "Hey," he said.
"I just pissed.  Didn't wash it or anything."

"Can I suck it anyway?" I asked looking deeply into his eyes.

"But it will taste like...." his word trailed off as reached out to take
his semi-erect dick into my mouth then lap off the last two drops.

"Mmm...."  I sighed contentedly the taste causing a weird warmth to spread
over me.  I lay there his body stretched above me while I nursed at his
boyhood.  "Mmm..."  We remained like that for a few seconds, then he pulled
his boy teat from my mouth.

"I'm getting back in bed," he said.

Back in bed we lay down taking me in his arms and whispered, "I've been
thinking."  His eyes seemed to glow with desire.

"Oh?  About what?" I asked surprised at this need for words when kissing
and sucking could express such interests equally well.  Even better.

"I want you to fuck my ass," he said.  His face only inches from mine. His
hand touching my cheek.  One finger idly moving toward my mouth, then
lightly running over my lips.  I opened my mouth to capture that roaming
digit.  Pulling it into my mouth and sucking it.  He smiled.  "Yes, I do.
I want to feel your penis in my butt.  I want to be your girl friend, your
gay Clarissa."  Then he laughed extracting his finger from my mouth.

"Hmmm.... You must have read my mind.  I watched your ass as you left the
bed to piss.  Got my mind to thinking about how good....  No, how
extraordinarily my cock would feel pushing against your resistance then
filling your love tunnel with my hard on."

He was grinning, touching my nipples again. His overt statement of need
coupled with my own thoughts of his ass was making me hard again.  Gawd but
the mutual sharing of our passions was unbelievably exciting.

END OF PART 2

More to come as Freddy and Josh take that next and inevitable step towards
queerdom.

Comments welcome at TucsonDaddy, lannyr99@yahoo.com