Date: Mon, 17 May 2021 01:00:00 -0700 From: John Henry Subject: Growing Up Kyle Chapter 32 (Gay/Incest) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at http://donate.nifty.org/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 13, and scenes of incest involving step-parents/step-children. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you're a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading his. If you're not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 32 Kyle was the first to jump from the truck. He ran barefoot and giggled to the hotel door. Rick laughed and ran behind his boy, knowing that Kyle couldn't get in without the key card. "C'mon!" Kyle bellowed and danced around as if he had to use the bathroom. "I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying," Rick chuckled as he slowly (and deliberately) removed the card from his pocket. Kyle snatched it from his hands and opened the door, rushing towards the bed. "Wait! Shower first. I don't want sand all over the bedding." Kyle tore his clothes off and bolted to the other room. The dark haired boy stuck his head out and asked, "Are you going to join me?" "Never thought you'd ask," Rick said, quickly removing his own clothes. Kyle was already under the shower head when Rick stepped in. Kyle wrapped his arms around Rick and started kissing his dad's belly and chest. Rick ran his fingers through his son's wet hair. "I think you need a haircut?" Rick said. "Really?" Kyle said, rather annoyed. "What? Your hair is getting long." "We're alone, naked and all you want to do is talk about how long my hair is?" Rick leaned down and kissed Kyle on the lips. He then said, "I think you look cuter with short hair is all I'm saying." "You're killing the mood," Kyle said. Rick smiled and said, "You're 12-years-old." He reached down and took hold of Kyle's raging boner, forcing a moan out of the boy. "You're never not in the mood." Kyle couldn't help but laugh. He dropped to his knees and took all of Rick's manhood into his mouth and throat. When Kyle pulled his head back, Rick asked, shocked and heavily panting, "Since when have you been able to do that?" "Ry and I have been practicing," Kyle smiled, his face turned pink. "Remind me to thank your other boyfriend," Rick smirked. "Jerk," Kyle said, slapping Rick on the ass. The pair kissed again. They could feel the mutual love and attraction they've had for years. Their encounters since Ronda left had to be tame in case they alerted Charlie to their secret relationship. Rick, his mouth locked on Kyle's, picked the boy up and pinned his growing body to the shower wall. Kyle wrapped his legs around his dad's waist. He could feel the tip of Rick's uncut cock rubbing against his backdoor. Kyle stuck a hand between himself and Rick, stroked his own dick a few times, and then reached down, lubing Rick's head and shaft with his copious pre-cum. Rick whispered into Kyle's ear, "Are you sure that's enough?" Kyle only nodded his reply, so Rick slowly lowered the 12-year-old till the tip of his penis was just pressing against his son. He then let Kyle and gravity do the rest, as Kyle's body engulfed Rick entirely. Kyle's body shook and he moaned loudly. Rick re-positioned his feet on the slick, shower floor, and began to slowly and gently fuck Kyle. The two began to kiss in earnest, their tongues whipping and wrapping around each other. Rick held Kyle's ass cheeks with both hands and pulled them apart just enough to get deeper inside. Kyle's breathing quickened, as the friction from Rick's belly hair teased Kyle's sensitive cock. Kyle exploded and covered them with his love. Feeling Kyle's body react sent him over the edge and he filled Kyle's anal cavity to the point it was dripping down his scrotum, even though Rick was still in Kyle. Rick lowered himself and Kyle to the floor. The water poured over them, washing away the stickiness they created. Kyle collapsed against his dad and nearly fell asleep, but Rick insisted that they properly wash and go to bed. "Is that all we're going to do?" Kyle said, stretching and yawning. "Isn't that enough?" Rick mused. "As you said, 'I'm always in the mood.'" Kyle giggled as he jumped, naked, onto the bed. "I don't know. I guess it would depend on how your ass feels," Rick said. He reached between Kyle's legs, poking the boy's red hole. Kyle gave a little squeak of pain. "I guess we're going to have to take a break, so you can heal up, if you want a round two." "What about you?" Kyle said, with a sly grin. "You mean...?" Rick asked, suspiciously. "Yup!" Kyle said, grinning. "Um, I don't know about that." "Why not?" "Because I've never done anything like that before." "Never?" "Nope. Not ever." "You might like it." "I might, but again, I might not." "There's only one real way of finding out, you know." Rick paused. He knew Kyle was serious, and it was very difficult for Rick to justify himself doing it to Kyle while also denying Kyle the experience. Rick finally asked, "Have you ever done that before? You know, with one of your boyfriends?" Kyle grunted his annoyance at the repeating gag, and said with snark, "No, I haven't done that with my boyfriends," holding up quotes for the last word. "In fact," He continued, with a much more respectful tone, "I've never done that with anyone, because I wanted to do it with you first." His checks went flush, despite his aire. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Rick asked, looking into Kyle's beautiful eyes. "Only if you want to. I don't want to make you uncomfortable," Kyle softly stated. Rick leaned in, kissed Kyle, and said, "You can never make me feel anything but love." Rick continued kissing Kyle, while laying him down on his back. Rick laid to Kyle's right. Rick ran a rough hand up and down Kyle's smooth frame. He noted that his son had grown a couple inches since the first time they had sex, but Kyle was still rather short and small. Rick guessed that Kyle was at or just above five-foot; he was about six-foot. Rick gently ran his palm over Kyle's stomach and abdomen. Kyle had a few more hairs coming in, and his cock was longer but hadn't gained a lot of girth, which Rick was rather happy with, given what he was about to try. The most Rick had done was finger himself, which he thoroughly enjoyed; however, it never crossed his mind that he might be in the position he was working towards. Rick took hold of his son's erection. It was already slick with pre-cum. He will definitely save us money on lube, Rick thought, as he slowly stroked a moaning Kyle. The natural lubricant flowed out of Kyle like a slowly trickling garden hose. It was now or never, Rick thought as he swung his leg over his 12-year-old lover. Steeling himself, Rick got a firm grip on Kyle's shaft, which caused the boy to gasp and grip the bed sheet. The older man sat back till he felt the slick, circumcised tip touch the tight entrance to his own body. Rick held the quivering member as he lowered himself further and further, only releasing his hold once he was sure Kyle wasn't going to pop out of him. Kyle gasped and clutched the sheet with every movement his dad made. He felt like he was going to cum early, which he fought hard against. He tried thinking of other things to distract him, but the sensation of Rick's anal wall quaking and the heat of Rick's internal temperature only kept pulling him back to the ecstasy he was facing. Once he bottomed out on Kyle's manhood, Rick leaned down the best he could and kissed Kyle once more. Keeping Kyle's lips to his, Rick began to lift and drop his ass on Kyle's shaft, causing Kyle to moan and grunt. "Are you okay?" Rick whispered. Kyle could only nod his head. The boy's breathing was increasing, so Rick slowed his pace. He sat up, continued his grinding, and that's when he felt Kyle's dick rubbing his prostate. The pleasure instantly got him another erection. Rick let himself get lost in the moment. He rode Kyle slowly and methodically, taking long strokes with his anus up and down Kyle's shaft the best he could, making sure that Kyle's head struck his sweet spot with each passing. Kyle began to pant and his body started to tense. "I think I'm going to cum," he gasped. Rick came to a stop and gently lowered himself. He didn't want the sensations to end, but he knew he couldn't edge the little boy too much longer. "You're doing great, Baby," Rick said, kissing his son again. "Are you ready to cum or do you want to keep going?" "I want to cum," Kyle said breathlessly. "Okay, my sweet boy." Rick, again, started off slowly but picked up his pace. Kyle held to the sheets and moaned loudly. Feeling his boy's body getting ready pushed Rick over the edge, himself, and he came hands free all over Kyle's face, chest and stomach. Kyle, feeling Rick's orgasm, couldn't take it any longer, and he had the largest orgasm of his life, filling his dad so much, it poured out all over his lower half and onto the bedding. Rick made to get up, but Kyle was so sensitive, he asked Rick to stay a bit longer. Rick did the best he could to lay atop his boy without crushing him. His cum practically glued them together. Once Kyle was ready, Rick got up and grabbed their damp towels. It took some time to clean up properly. Kyle was exhausted and kept falling asleep. Finally, Rick got into bed, pulled his lover into his arms. Kyle was almost snoring when Rick closed his eyes. He passed out, smiling to himself, that neither had given up the other's seed. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 33***