Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2016 16:22:37 +0200
From: Fun Mammal <funmammal@hotmail.com>
Subject: FLORIAN'S DAD, A BOYLOVER'S TALE

DISCLAIMER

This is a 100% fictional story. It happens only in the mind of the writer,
and takes place in an imaginary country, where sex between kids and adults
is normal, fully consensual and legal. Please note this story should, in no
way, be considered as a motivation to have sex with a kid being an
adult. Children are the most wonderful, but also most delicate creatures on
this planet, and they deserve to have our utmost respect and should NEVER
be used to fullfill our own pleasures.

The story contains graphic descriptions of underage (>12yo) boys and grown
men. As a reference to describe the main boy, I took the well known boy
model Florian. However, this has nothing to do with the boy in real life,
and nothing described below has ever happened as far as I know.

If any of this content upsets you or is illegal in your country, please
leave now. Otherwise grab some lotion and get naked.

Please don't forget to donate to Nifty so we can keep sharing these
fantasies for your benefit.


CHAPTER 1:

THE THRILLING DISCOVERY


The rain was turning my windshield into one big blur as I slowly drove my
car home. It was Friday, my 13yo son Florian was home alone, and I had
managed to convince my boss to let me go home early to surprise him. The
plan was clear: a nice bonding evening between father and son, watch a
movie, eat junk food, have some laughs en embrace the fact we had each
other.


Ever since my wife left us three years ago for the 20 year old pool boy,
it's been him and me. Frankly speaking, I didn't mind. As from the age of
12 I'd had known I didn't like girls. However, being 17, drunk and
stimulated by my friends, I decided to spend the night with my twin
sister's best friend. You know how it goes. One time was enough, and nine
months later I was holding a very small baby boy in my arms. All our
parents made it clear we had to get married, and that's what I did. We
hardly ever had sex after that. I had my occasional guys in clubs and later
Grindr, she was having much of it herself I'd guess as well. So that
settled it.


So here I am, a 30 year old single gay dad, raising an amazing son to
become an amazing man someday. And tonight was ours!

Let me describe myself to you, while I'm stuck in traffic anyway. My name
is Mark. I'm about 180cm, weigh 80kg and can say I'm in good shape. I have
a slight six pack, and like to keep my body nice and clean. Although my
balls and hole are shaven smooth, my legs, upper pubes and chest hair are
trimmed nice and short.


The thunderstorm was raging over the little town as I slammed the front
door shut exactly at the moment a big bang almost shook the whole house. It
seemed to be right on top of us. "Damn rotten summer" I growled as I hung
up my soaking wet coat.  The 20m walk from my parking spot to the front
door had left my pants soaked, as well as my leather shoes. Taking both off
I walked into the living room, carrying my jeans, only to find it
completely empty. I was a bit surprised.  Normally I would find Florian on
the couch, watching cartoons, drinking liters of coke and eating kilos of
chips. Not today it seemed. I guess he was gaming on his room.



After dropping my wet jeans in the laundry, I went up to find him. I didn't
hear a thing, although I expected the loud shooting from COD Black Ops to
meet me in the hallway.  His door was open though. And I have to say, I
didn't expect this... at all...


Let me describe my little angel for you. Being 13 he's a bit on the short
side, about 140cm, and doesn't have an ounce of fat on him. Being an active
kid he has a nice pair of smooth long legs, ending in a perfect little
bum. Not a bubble butt, thank god, but this typical preteen / teen boy
ass. Smooth, with the sides of his cheeks falling inwards slightly as he
was standing or walking. I loved that. We weren't nudists, but I did see
him naked from time to time, and the other way around.  His belly is a
wonderful sixpack, without being too muscular, and his very small nipples
accentuated the perfection of his young body. He had short, spikey hair, a
bit of dirty blond towards brown, I'd say, and he has the deepest blue eyes
you could imagine. All in all he was a perfect specimen of youth. Although
I know I'm a boylover, I've never actually done anything with him, not even
in my fantasies, but all that was about to change.


As I approached the door I heard a grunt coming from his room. A kind of
grunt I would make when being penetrated by a huge black dick, followed by
a loud moan that sounded something like "Hmmmmffufuuuuuck yes oooomyyygood"
I grinned. Of course I did. I knew my kid had started masturbating about 8
months ago. How?  Well, first of all I could hear him; secondly, he was
using about 10 times the amount of handkerchiefs nowadays. Not that I
care. He's a healthy teenager, and I'm happy to see it all works as it
should be.


I was about to turn around and give him his privacy when, for some reason,
I decided to take a quick peek through the already open door. Why? I don't
know. Curiosity I guess. Was he holding his dick the same way I did? Did he
stroke his legs?  Maybe play with his boypussy a little? Did he close or
spread his smooth little legs and how big exactly would he be? All these
questions made me turn back and did what I shouldn't have done.



But what I saw when I carefully peeked inside his room was beyond my
imagination. I know I shouldn't, but I felt my cock throb in my undies the
moment I saw him and couldn't look away. As much as I wanted to give him
the privacy he needed, and don't admit my own teenage son was driving me
wild, I couldn't look away.


Florian was on his knees and resting forward on one elbow. His back was
arched in the middle, so his pretty narrow boybutt was sticking up in the
air, facing towards me. That's not that weird I guess. But what surprised
me was the huge black dildo sliding in and out of his completely bald back
door entrance. His knees were lightly spread and I could easily see his
smooth balls hanging low between his thighs. "Hmmmppffff" he groaned,
pushing the monster back in "fuuuck yeah, fuck my pussy dad"


The thunder wasn't nearly as loud as the bang inside my brain. I nearly
came in my boxer briefs when I heard him, and gasped. My bad. I shouldn't
have. He had heard me, and looked over his shoulder. A deer in the
headlights was nothing compared to the terrified expression on his angelic
face.


"Dad what the FUCK" he screamed with his high pitched boy voice. He rolled
over, and tried to pull out the dildo at the same time he tried to cover up
his hard boydick.


"Florian, NO!!"I yelled "You can't pull it out like that" I wasn't even
thinking, but instinctively (and based on years of experience) I knew he
would hurt his anus very badly if he would pull out a big phallus like that
in one movement. In the meantime he had managed to push a pillow over his
crotch, hiding the best part of his body from my view. "GET OUT DAD" he was
yelling, panicking. And I snapped back into reality.


"Yes, yes sorry, of course. Just finish up and get down when you are done
ok?" I said quietly and turned around. I had almost exited his room and
turned around again, just to see him slowly stroking his hard
dick. "GODDAMN DAD FUCK OFF!!!"

"Sorry, just" I tried my very best not to look. "Just be careful when you
pull it out after you cum ok? That's one big motherfucking dildo and I
don't want you to hurt yourself"


"OOOUUT"


I was shaking when I walked down the stairs. My mind was spinning and my
cock was trying to take over. I could hardly control the shaking of my
hands when I was pouring the scotch in my glass. I needed this, badly! I
could barely believe I had caught my 13yo boy with such a big dildo up his
ass, let alone the fact that he was clearly fantasizing about me when
pushing it in. Was this what he wanted? My cock knew it wanted. It felt
wrong yet so good at the same time.


Twenty minutes later I decided to go check on him. After all he was 13 so
either he had cum or had given up after the incident, but I was pretty
confident he was done by now.


When I knocked the door and didn't get any response I decided to get in
myself.

He was sitting on his back in just his briefs, his back towards the door,
arms around his knees, head resting on top of them, shaking a little bit,
but not the way I had earlier.


"Kiddo?" I said, quietly.

"Leave me alone" I could hear the sobbing in his voice, and couldn't even
imagine what was going through his mind right now. How he would feel after
about all of his secrets where revealed to me all at once.

I closed the door behind me. "You know I can't do that kiddo"

Sitting behind him on the bed, making sure he couldn't see my face, I
whispered in his ear. "I'm so sorry I scared you buddy, I should've let you
finish up, I was just... just..."

"Shut up dad" he cried loudly and started sobbing again "Please just shut
up". The pain and grief in his voice was breaking my heart, and I knew I
had to fix this.

"I won't" I whispered, putting my hand in his warm neck, just below his
hairline. He has always liked it when I did that. "You need to listen to
me."

Silence, the response as I expected it.

"Look Flo" I started. "Masturbating is the most normal thing for a boy your
age. We've all done it, we all do, and we all enjoy it"

He pulled up his shoulders. "I should have let you finish in privacy, I'm
sorry I came in"

He pulled away from me and turned his head, looking me in the eye. His eyes
red from crying, the tears dried on his cheeks. It killed me to see him
like that.

"Don't act like this is normal dad" he started crying again. "I was fucking
myself with a dildo and pretending it was my dad. I'm a fucking freak, I
HATE MYSELF"

I took his face in my hands to prevent him to look away, although he did
anyway.

"Look at me" Of course he didn't. He just sat there, trembling, crying,
shaken up and devastated.  I needed to say something, or do something to
make it very very clear we were ok.

"LOOK AT ME FLO" I said, louder, to what he responded. He looked me in the
eyes with an expression I can't even describe with written words.


"You... I..."  I started stuttering, not knowing what I could possible say
to make him feel alright.

"See" he kept looking in my eyes, switching from my left to my right eye
"You can't even speak about it"

He was right, I couldn't. I couldn't speak about it. But I couldn't let him
go. I couldn't have him think he was a freak.

His eyeballs nearly popped out of his head as my lips touched his, holding
his head in my large hands.

When I broke the soft kissed he opened his lips. "Dad... I ... What..."


"Now you shut up kiddo" and I kissed him again. Harder, more serious. On
his still open lips. I couldn't hold back, and neither could he. I felt his
tongue. His little tongue sliding across my lips that opened themselves
without me even commanding them. Slipping inside my mouth. I could taste
him, smell him, feel him closer than we'd ever been. We French kissed for
about three minutes before I broke it off. "I love you kiddo, more than
anything or anyone in this world. You're not a freak. I don't know what
this is, but we'll figure it out, ok?"

"Ok daddy" He grinned. He hadn't called my daddy in about three years. It
was always dad or pops, but never daddy. I didn't grin. I could feel my
cock start leaking into my briefs.


Placing my hands on his thighs, I looked him in the eye again. "Let's go
downstairs kiddo" I said, softly, "We really need to talk about this."

He had this devilish grin on his face, and I felt his hands taking mine,
putting it between his legs. His crotch was warm, a bit moist but most of
all, throbbing hard. "What about this daddy" he whispered in my ear. I
couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes. "What the hell Florian, you
just..."


He stopped me mid-sentence, sternly: "You really think I finished after you
walking in on me like that?" he said. The kid made a point. However, I
pulled my hand away. "Ok kiddo, I'll let you finish and then we'll talk
about it" He looked disappointed when I stood up. When I was at the door I
heard his voice again "Daddy" I sighed and turned around. He was standing
next to the bed, his blue briefs now around his ankles, as he slowly
stepped out. I gasped. He was the perfection of male youth. I admired his
entire body, head to toe, as he just stood there, stark naked, hands beside
him. His young penis was pointing upwards in a 45° angle, throbbing on
every beat of his heart. The small patch of pubes around it was barely
visible and his balls were hanging low, devote of any hair.

"Please stay" he said. "You don't have to do anything, just, please stay,
I've wanted this for so long, and I'm not sure if I'll ever have the balls
to ask you again, so please stay as I finish myself off"


I stood there, immobilized, not answering, just looking at him, as his
right hand started stroking his small but very hard penis, slowly but full
of passion. His left hand moved up to his nipples and started playing with
them. "Please watch me cum daddy, I want it so bad" He spread his long
smooth legs a bit to hold his sack in his hands just before sitting down on
the bed, and pushing himself backwards.

"I want you to watch me use myself all the way daddy". His index finger
disappeared in his mouth, licking and sucking it seductively. I knew where
this was going, and so did he. He pulled up his knees and lifted his feet
of the mattress. The pink hole that had just been stuffed with that huge
rubber cock was staring at me, right before he slid his finger in. The view
was magnificent. Finally his eyes dropped from my eyes to my tented
crotch. I knew he would be able to see the very large wet spot at the
front, and I couldn't care less.

Two fingers slipped inside his boypussy, and he moaned, now closing his
eyes, throwing back his head. He went into the same parallel sexual
universe mode he had been in when I came in.


"Fuck yeah daddy finger my boypussy" he whispered. I wondered where he had
picked up those words. "That's it daddy, rub my little pussybutton, fuck
yeah". His other hand was now a blur on his boycock, as his index finger
was moving in and out of his tight entrance slowly.


I couldn't just stand there anymore. Lust took over and my mind
disappeared. He was seducing me in the most efficient way possible,
touching all my strings at the right moment. Three seconds later I was
between his legs, stark naked, my 17 cm cock leaking a constant stream of
precum on the mattress, as I grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs up in
the air. I didn't ask if he was sure. I knew he was. He wanted this as
much, or even more, as I did, and he was going to get it.

The moment was pure magic. His scent, the taste of his smooth boypussy
being a mix of boy sweat and strawberry lube from sliding in the dildo half
an hour ago. The typical crotch smell as I licked his smooth balls before
moving south, and his loud moan when I first licked the tight opening. His
scream "FUUUUUUUUCK DAD OMYGODOMYGODOMYGOOOOOD" as he grabbed his own
popliteal and spread his legs even further "FUCK YEAH DADDY EAT MY SLUTTY
BOYPUSSY"


I didn't know where the hell he had ever heard that, but it made my sexual
activity spin even faster. The tip of my tongue penetrated and he started
pushing his ass onto my face even harder. "OH DADDY PLEAAAAAASE PUT
SOMETHING IN THERE" he screamed. It's a good thing we don't have any close
neighbors or they would have had quite the show.

"I'll be right back" I whispered. "WHAT??? NONONONO DON'T GO"


I jumped off the bed and ran to my room next door as fast as I
could. Within 6 seconds I was back between his legs, licking his
perineum. "Where did you gooohhmmmmmfuuuuuckk"


"This will be so much better than that dildo" I said. He was leaning back
so couldn't see.  "Just lay back and trust me ok"

I lubed up the rubber butt plug, royally, and started pushing it against
his ass. At the thickest point it was about 1,5cm bigger than the
dildo. "Ok push out and relax ok, this is gonna hurt" I didn't give him
time to think that one through, and pushed hard "OOOH FUUUUUUUUCK" he
screamed, from the top of his lungs, as it popped inside. "Oh fuckkkk dad
what the hell!!!"

"Just shut up and relax now ok?"


He threw back his head, hard "I feel fucking full!! What the hell is that
thing, a fucking tennis ball?"

"Wait and see", I said, holding the small pen in my hand while sucking the
tip of his dick into my mouth.

"Hmmmm yeah daddy, that's better"


His hands moved on top of my head as I pushed the button once, kicking the
butt plug to life. He didn't know what happened. Softly vibrating against
his prostate, the butt plug sent his crotch straight up so he rammed his
14cm dick right into my mouth "OOOOOOH" he moaned, grabbing my hair. I
could relate to the sensation his young teenage body must be feeling being
stimulated this intense from both sides.


"Daadddyyyyy, I'm gonna..., hmmmpppfffffuuuuuuuuck" He was too late. Seven
strong jets of boy semen were injected with force into my mouth. Salty, yet
sweet as nectar. Not as thick as a man's, but clearly full of boy
potential.

I loved every drop of it. As I let his, still hard, boycock slip out of my
mouth he was still shaking. I couldn't hold back either. I kept the butt
plug on the lowest stand, knowing he would feel an incredible afterglow as
I pushed myself up. I rested his shaking thighs on mine, pushing them
upwards, and started jerking myself off while holding his smooth balls.

I needed about six strokes before exploding. The first stream went over his
head against his headboard. The next one hit him in his hair. As a perfect
boyslut reflex he opened his mouth. Unable to control myself, I just kept
firing away. Four more jets of cum landed all over his face, half inside,
half next to his mouth. The last three went on his chest and belly, only to
end up with one decent wad on his own hairless but still hard crotch. "Fuck
yeah Flo" I sighed.


I sat back between my feet, holding my cock, looking at my 13 year old son,
still lying back, with his legs spread, the Nuo buttplug vibrating in his
pussy and his entire upper body and face covered in my cum.


He smiled, and meant it. He had recovered by now, unlike me. "Fuck dad,
that was fucking wild" he laughed. "And I like your cum" now scooping the
rest of his face and letting it slide into his mouth.

"Yeah kiddo, I like yours too, but we need to talk now"

He just smiled. Didn't say a thing as I grabbed a towel and cleaned him up,
lovely.

"Let's get down, I need a drink".

Florian got up and grabbed his briefs. I was still catching my
breath. "What are you doing?"  I asked.

"Getting dressed"

"No more clothes tonight kiddo. What do you wanna drink?"

The kid grinned at me again. "Gin Tonic"

I looked back at him, without any expression on my face. He's 13. On the
other hand, I had just rimmed his boy pussy, licked his balls, sucked his
dick, put a butt plug in his hairless ass (and just realized it was still
in there) and had fired my cum all over him. It seemed a bit ridiculous to
refuse him a GT.


"Allright kiddo, let's go" He looked at me surprised. "Whicked dad! Can I
have a smoke too?" now laughing.

"Don't push it" I answered, as I turned the tip of the aluminium pen in my
hand and heard the vibrator in his tight little boypussy go to nr. 5.

"Oh my goooood" he yelled, following me, walking awkwardly. This was gonna
be a hell of an interesting weekend.


Thanks for reading. I hope you liked chapter 1! It was a bit short, but I
hope I can motivate you to keep reading the next chapters. I can't wait to
start bringing Flo's friends to life in the next chapters. Stay tuned. Any
comments can be sent to funmammal@hotmail.com