Date: Sat, 15 Jul 2023 08:07:27 -0600 From: benjamin winkler Subject: Little Austin's Big Day Chapter 2 This story picks up pretty much where it left off and includes sexual activity between young Austin and his father. It is 100% fiction and was originally inspired by the story, "Mommy had to go out", also available here on Nifty. If you think you can afford a donation to the site, please do so and if you like what you read, let me know fanofdrama31@gmail.com. I guess the exhaustion of a full day and evening finally caught up with both of us because we slept in much later than we had planned. Well, at least I did anyway. If I'm being completely honest, I probably could've slept more but since my naked son was trying to get into my sleeping bag, that wasn't going to happen. I could catch up on sleep some other time, though; right now, I had an eager young man who wanted some more special time with his daddy and I wasn't about to deny him of it. Instead of crawling over my torso to get to my crotch, he had unzipped the sleeping bag and lay next to me on his side, pushing his round little butt towards my morning boner. Once my cock was wedged between his smooth naked cheeks, he stopped moving and sighed before speaking. "Morning, daddy. Can we do it again now? Please? You said maybe we could 1 more time before going home." Even though he kept his body against mine, he turned his head to face me, obviously unsure of what my answer would be but hoping that I would say yes. "I think I could squeeze in one more time before we have to leave. I do need to know one thing though: how's your butt? I'm guessing it's a little sore, am I right?" The double meaning of my word choice might have gone over his head but he didn't seem to mind when I pushed my hips against his as I said them. "Yeah, it's a little sore down there but I don't mind. I'm a big boy now and I really liked having your willy in my butt. Now I'm sorta like the boys in the videos, right?" His eagerness to grow up was obvious but it made me sad to think that he wouldn't be a sweet innocent boy much longer. "Well, in some ways, yes, you are but guess what? I think you're better because you're here with me and those other boys aren't. Plus, you're my son and I love you lots and lots and LOTS!" I couldn't help it; my adorable son really brought down my maturity level whenever I was lucky enough to spend time with him, whether it was playing cars and dinosaurs or giving him some tickle torture, like I was now. However, having his naked butt push against my cock as he wiggled around made it start to leak so I stopped after only a couple minutes. I knew we didn't have much time so if we were going to do this, it had to go a little faster than it did last night. When I felt my cock slide along the inside of his crack like a hot dog in a bun, I stayed there and whispered into his ear. "So, do you want to do it on your back again or do you want to try a different position? It's up to you, which ever way you want is fine with me. Your special day may be over but this is still part of your birthday present." Austin turned his head to face me again, his little butt still sandwiching my cock and his eyes wide with surprise. As far as he was concerned, there was just the one way for his daddy to put it up his butt. It was obvious that he didn't really know about the other possibilities so he just shrugged as he replied. "I'm not sure, daddy. I liked it lots on my back so we could just do that again. Is that okay?" "Of course it is, bud. We can try other positions some other time. Summer's coming up so maybe we could do another camping trip, what do you think?" "Um, yeah, that'd be pretty cool but I guess we'd have to bring mommy too, sometimes, so she doesn't get lonely." That was my sweet boy, for sure! Even when he wanted to have special time with daddy, he also was considerate about leaving his mother alone. How did I get so lucky?! "Well, I guess we could bring her sometimes. But for now, I need to pull away for a second so you can lay on your back. If you did it now, you would squish my willy and I don't think either one of us want that to happen." I backed my hips away from him just enough so that my cock was no longer nestled between his butt cheeks while he giggled at the idea of squishing it. Since the sleeping bag was only meant for one person, it was a little snug with two of us in it so I unzipped it down the side and pushed it open for more room. True, Austin was small but if I was going to be moving up and down over the top of his naked body, I didn't want the sleeping bag to be in the way. Even though Austin's movement during the tickle torture had initially caused my cock to start leaking, now it was more of a dribble due to the lack of further stimulation. His little crack was only slightly moist and would most likely need more lubrication before we went further. Of course, I'm happy to add as much as he might need. "Hey, bud, I think we both need to be more slippery. How about you help daddy out while I lick your bum hole? Can you be a good boy and do that for daddy?" "Okay!!" Within seconds he had moved from laying on his back by my side to straddling my chest with his head towards my feet and his own legs on either side of my face. Ah, that was a view I wasn't about to grow tired of any time soon! His adorable little weenie and balls were hovering directly over my face and just above them was his tiny tight pucker, still just a little red from last night. It was most likely involuntary given Austin's age and inexperience but there was little doubt in my mind that it definitely winked at me, almost as if it were teasing me but inviting me in at the same time. I felt bad that it was not as pink as normal and that it was probably still tender so I arched my neck and gave it some tender loving care with my tongue. Austin let out a muffled moan of pleasure, his small mouth wrapped around as much of my shaft as he could fit in it, which was a decent amount considering he's still fairly new to doing this. He wasn't quite able to take all of it down his throat but what he lacked in skill he made up for with enthusiasm and he had enough experience now to avoid grazing me with his teeth. I also loved it when he dug into my foreskin with the tip of his tongue and used it to lap up the flow of precum oozing out of me. While he was busy doing that, I reached up and gently pulled his round globes apart to give me better access to his velvet tunnel. We had to shift just a little bit because of our height difference but soon I was able shove my tongue deep inside of him while he used his mouth and one hand to prep my cock for what we both wanted to happen next. Time wasn't necessarily on our side this time, though, so I pinched his adorable right butt cheek when I felt that he was slippery enough to go further with minimal discomfort. He had mentioned being a little sore already and I had no intention of making it feel worse. I wanted this to be something he would have fond memories of later on so I would do anything in my power to make that a reality. He remembered from last night that a pinch to his bottom was the signal to get into position so that's what he did. Now he was once again laying by my side but this time on his back and I couldn't help smiling as he pulled his thin naked legs up to his small bare chest. His tiny weenie was at full attention, bouncing slightly in time with his heartbeat, and his eager bashful smile made me ever so proud to be his father. I rolled over so that I was in the push-up position directly above his beautiful nude body, allowing his legs to spread so that his ankles were on either side of my shoulders. Like before, I was careful to distribute my weight so that most of it was held up by my thighs and arms. Maintaining eye contact, I reached down between us with one hand and coated his entire crotch with a layer of my precum before directing my shaft a little lower so that it rested between his thighs under his smooth ballsack. It wasn't long after that when the tip of my cock found the entrance to his velvet tunnel but before going any further, I had to know if he was ready. "You ready, bud?" "Mmmhmm." He nodded and smiled, his face blushing just a little bit because even though we had done this before (and recently), it was still pretty new to him. With his little tunnel well lubricated thanks to my saliva and my cock equally slippery because of his, as well as my precum, it took little effort to slide myself into him. I still went slowly, though, just to be safe and to allow him as much time as he needed to adapt to the intrusion. I could tell it was somewhat uncomfortable for him because he'd close his eyes and sort of grimace but he was my determined trooper and eventually my hips came in contact with his thighs. Once I was all the way inside, I again checked on his status before going further. "You okay? You ready for me to start moving?" "Mmmhmm. But go slow at first. I think I'm more sore down there than I thought I was." I nodded so that he knew I understood his request, then slowly began to raise my hips before lowering them again. I watched his face as I did this for any sign that he wanted me to stop or slow down but although he did close his eyes and grimace a couple times, he didn't push against my abdomen with his hand so I kept up with my movement. If he had, I would've taken the hint since that had become our way for him to tell me he needed more time to adjust. After a few minutes, he stopped closing his eyes or making a contorted face so I knew he was getting to the point where it was no longer uncomfortable but was becoming enjoyable. I smiled down at him when I noticed this and recieved an adorable mischievous grin in return. Not only did his face light up but the playful spirit I loved so much about him twinkled in his beautiful blue eyes. He knew better than to make too much noise but when he started letting soft sighs and moans, I couldn't hold back any longer and began to paint his insides with daddy cum. Having that deposit shoot across his immature prostate must have been the trigger because seconds later his entire naked body tensed up as he experienced his own adorable dry orgasm. As one who never liked leaving a mess, especially in my beautiful young son, I quickly scooted down the bed until I had my face directly over his small weenie. I licked it a couple of times, then did the same to his smooth ballsack, and finally went lower and began to lap up my own cum from his slightly swollen pucker. While I had my face between his legs, he put both his hands on my head and ran his small fingers through my hair. I looked up at him and could see his cute smile on the other side of his weenie, which was still at attention and partially blocking my view. I couldn't decide which was cuter; both were beyond beautiful in my eyes, although that was probably because they belonged to my son. Once his little hole was licked clean inside and out, I moved up to his sack and licked it again and finished by taking his small shaft into my mouth all the way to the root. Even though he didn't have a foreskin, I still licked all around the head and used my tongue to pry open his pee slit. I knew he liked that because he bucked his hips into my face and giggled, just like he usually did whenever we had the time to do it in the past. Even though he had just climaxed, at his age his recovery time was minimal so within moments I could tell he was about to do it again. With his little weenie, as well as his undeveloped balls, in my mouth, I gently slid my index finger into his tunnel and when the tip found his sweet spot, he tossed his head back as the rest of his body tensed up. After a few moans and sighs, he collapsed on the bed. I scooted up along his body so that I was once again sort of hovering over him. "How was that, bud?" "Super, daddy! I wish we could it again and again and again an-----" Even though I knew he meant what he said, his poor young body was wore out and he was getting a little sleepy. "It's ok, bud, for now get some rest. You've had a busy couple days and we still have a little time before we have to pack up and leave." I had to smile at the fact that he was basically asleep before I had even finished the sentence. I couldn't help being proud of him, though; 3 times within 12 hours, 1 of them being his first, and he took it like a champ. I left him to rest on the bed but covered his naked body up with the sleeping bag. When I nudged him with his teddy bear, he was awake enough to grasp it closely to his bare chest before turning on his side with his back towards me. I packed up all the camping gear, which didn't take long because most of it we had left in the back of the truck. Then, reluctantly, I gently shook him awake and told him it was time to go. He was still pretty tired, though, so instead of standing up and dressing himself, he lay there complacently as I slid his cartoon briefs up his thin legs and into place. He lifted his hips for me, then lowered them again, only to do the same thing moments later when I slid his pants up his legs as well. He still had trouble with the button and zipper sometimes so I said he could leave them undone while we're in the truck. True, I could've done it for him but I liked the sight of his cartoon briefs and besides, I may want to get into that spot again before we get home and unfastened pants gives better access. Finally, he sat up and raised his arms so I could put his shirt on. As tempting as it was, I resisted the urge to tickle him again but that didn't stop me from admiring his thin bare chest really quickly before covering it. Once he was fully dressed, he stood up on the bed and jumped into my arms. He was getting big, for sure, but I still managed to hold him close to my chest as I carried him to the truck. At first it went unnoticed because of his age and size but with his crotch so close to my abdomen, I soon realized that his little weenie had become stiff yet again. Even though it seemed to be awake, though, the rest of him wasn't as he draped his head over my shoulder. I pinched his right butt cheek again to get his attention, then whispered in his ear. "You sure you're ok, buddy? We didn't do too much, did we?" "Yep, I'm okay, daddy, really. Just tired. But I really liked it, I really really did." "Okay, I just wanted to make sure. Now you stay here in the truck while I pack up the tent. We better get going or mommy will send out a search party." While he rested in the truck, I packed up the rest of the gear. I hadn't given my wife an exact time to expect us but still figured we could make it home before dinner. However, I also thought that maybe we'd have time for a quick pit stop for gas, snacks, a potty break, and hopefully one more quick round of special time. After all, who knew when we'd be able to do it again?