Date: Wed, 7 Oct 2009 06:19:37 +1030
From: d-i-t-m@hotmail.com
Subject: Making a Nudist Son

Making a Nudist Son

By James Smith

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Quick Intro/disclaimer

This story contains sexual scenes between preteen/teen boy/s and a
man/men. If this subject is offensive or off putting to you, read no
further. Only read if you are of legal age as stated in your local
government.

I can be contacted at: d-i-t-m@hotmail.com. Please use the subject line
"Re: Nifty", to protect me from awkward public situations and easier e-mail
filtering.

Me, I live in Australia and I am a full-time student. I am also about 90%
straight (about a 2 on the Kinsey scale).

This story is mine, copyright of mine. Not to be reproduced with out my
sole permission. So far only Nifty has received this story from me, so
therefore should be the only place it can be found. Respect copyright
please.

End Intro  :)
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"Making a nudist son"

This is a recount of an experience I had recently, it was completely
unexpected, but I certainly don't regret it.

My name is Barry, I am 42 and I live with my wife and son in the metro area
of Adelaide, South Australia. My wife is the same age as me; however,
because of her lack of involvement in this story, I shall not describe her
any further. I've loved her since the end of high school and I look forward
to loving her for the rest of our lives. I am an honest man and a loyal
one. I would never cheat on her but I'll let you judge whether a moral
crime has been committed by the end of my recount.

To make the story easier to read from the beginning, I will describe myself
and my son to detail.

As I said, I am 42 and I am not at all an "Adonis" of a man. I am about
6'5" and have a heavy build. I weigh 100kg which can be seen by my
protruding gut and large thighs. I have shoulder length, dark brown hair
that I keep tied back in a pony tail. The rest of my body is also covered
in dark hair, my legs and arms especially. In fact, I've received many
recommendations from various people that I should perhaps trim a bit, but
my wife tells me she loves having a furry, masculine and wild man.

My sons name is Jet and he is 12 years old. Thankfully, he did not inherit
my family's fat genes and is a pretty normal looking kid. He has what I can
only describe as normal shape, not overweight and not skinny, with no tone
showing through yet. He shares my dark hair but likes to keep it short, or
my wife does, with his fringe spiked forward and a little wild. While I
haven't really been too mindful of Jet's body, from seeing him shirtless
and in shorts, I can see he has yet to grow any body hair, I'm not sure
about his pubic region though.

It's been about four years now, but my little family used to quite enjoy
holidaying at nudist resorts. We are not at all a modest family; we enjoy
the complete freedom of being nude. Unfortunately our home is far too
`publicly visible' to allow us this indulgence very often. Due to some very
busy career advancements for my wife and I, the vacation times have been
rather restricted the last four years. This year however, we are finally
able to take a proper holiday.

It was three days before we were to depart on our week long trip when my
wife received a call from her best friend. Apparently her husband had left
her. My wife was distraught over this news and insisted on staying the week
with her friend. I was very disappointed, but I was proud of my wife for
her compassion and couldn't be mad at her. It was just going to be Jet and
me for the next week.

By ten AM, we were all packed up and on the road. I looked over to Jet.

"You excited to spend an entire week with your old man, kiddo?"

He already had his earphones in and I could hear the music. To say the
least, it was a very quiet three hour drive.

It was just past lunch time when we got to the resort. It was positioned in
some thick bush with numerous clearings to accommodate the different
activities. A couple were used for swimming pools, a few more for sporting,
and several were for the cabins.

I drove up to our assigned cabin and parked alongside it. I chucked the
keys onto Jet's lap and proceeded to get out of the car and unload our
luggage. It was hardly luggage though; toiletries and `just-in-case' warm
clothes was it really. There was a convenience store nearby that stocked
anything else we may need. Jet went ahead and unlocked the cabin while I
brought our things along.

I looked around inside was overall impressed. There were two rooms, a
kitchenette and dining area, and a living room, furnished with a TV and DVD
player also. I started to undress and was looking forward to the freedom of
being naked.

"Uh, Dad?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

"Is it alright if I keep my shorts on for today? It feels a little cold
outside so I just want to be careful."

"Are you sure? It's fine with me."

It was not at all cold but I sensed my son was shy so I decided not to make
a big deal out of it. I hoped after he saw some of the other kids naked he
would feel comfortable enough to join us. I was completely undressed and
noticed Jet give my body a complete look over. He lingered for just a tiny
bit longer at my cock. Soft, I am at about 4 inches and uncut, but because
of my wild pubic hair and bit of pubic fat, it looked a lot shorter. I just
assumed he was being curious, all the boys at these places are always
stealing glances at the grownups genitals, and it's fine.

We spent the first day mostly orienting ourselves around the grounds and
even getting to know a few people. We had dinner at one of the little
cabana restaurants and retired to our cabin.

I got up at about nine AM the next day and woke up Jet. I allowed him a
couple minutes to properly awaken while I went to the kitchen to make some
of the coffee they leave in the cabins. I had just finished making the
coffee when Jet came in. I was disappointed to see him wearing his shorts
again.

"Hey buddy, the weather is beautiful today! You won't need to be wearing
those shorts."

"I dunno, it still might get cold Dad, I'd really like to keep them on just
in case."

I knew he was still feeling shy; after all he hadn't been naked around me
for four years. I didn't want him becoming conservative though so I decided
it would have to be done sooner better than later.

"Come on Jet, stop using excuses. I know you're embarrassed but its fine!
Everyone else here is naked and do not have a problem with it. We're all
here because we enjoy it."

"But Dad, it's just that...you know?"

"No, I don't know, what is it? You can be completely honest here with me
Jet; I love you and will do whatever it takes so you can feel comfortable."

Jet was avoiding my eyes and was turning a bit red.

"Well, can we just try it inside today, Dad? I really don't want to go
outside just yet."

"Sure thing, kiddo. If that's what you want we'll just stay in here and
play some games or order some movies. But we can't stay inside all week; I
really hope we can enjoy some outside activities together."

"Really Dad!? Thank you! I was really nervous but this'll be great!"

I loved seeing my son so happy; it feels great when I can make him feel so
safe. In a flash Jet whipped off his shorts and stood proudly, seemingly
awaiting my approval. I quickly checked over his body to appease him.

I was at first quite shocked to see how far along puberty Jet was before I
remembered I had started at eleven years old. His body was still completely
hairless, but just above his penis was a little dark and thick patch of
pubic hair. Underneath hung his three inch, also uncut cock, his balls were
also hanging quite freely from his body.

All of sudden Jet's eyes opened wide and a look of shock spread across his
face. Then he quickly bolted to his room. I immediately chased after him,
concerned, and found him lying face down on the bed. I went and sat down
next to him and could hear him sobbing.

"Hey, hey, hey, what happened little guy? You ran off so quickly, does
something hurt?"

"I'm sorry Dad; I knew it would happen that's why I wanted to wear my
shorts. I'm so stupid, I can't help it."

I knew what he was talking about, many of my friends have told me about the
same problem their kids have had. He had an erection and was embarrassed
about it. I felt myself to blame because I hadn't given him `the talk' yet.

"Look buddy, I know what you're going through. There's nothing wrong with
it, it's completely normal. I know I should have explained it to you sooner
so don't call yourself stupid. Now stop crying and turn over so I can teach
you and then hopefully you won't care anymore. Besides, it happens to
everyone!"

Jet stopped crying and rubbed his eyes on his arm then slowly turned
over. He propped himself on his elbows and looked down to his crotch. Sure
enough, there it was. Throbbing against his stomach, my son had quite the
hard erection. It looked to be about five inches and almost as thick as my
own, which is pretty impressive. I felt a little bit of pride well up
inside me.

"Really Dad, it happens to everyone? I didn't see any one else like this
today."

"Bah, most of them just know how to control it better, plus it gets easier
the older you get. You take after your old man anyway, even these days my
willy jumps up if my pants rub the wrong (or right) way."

"Well, why does it do that Dad? It keeps happening and I'd like to know how
to fix it."

"You see, it gets like that so you can eventually put it into a woman,
spurt your sperm and make a baby. At your age though, I don't expect you to
find a willing woman, so you have to make do with helping yourself. Most
men want sex more often than women are willing to give it though so we all
just masturbate to get rid of our boners."

"The boys at school call it wanking but they make it sound like it's a bad
thing to do."

"Not at all, those boys are just teasing each other, but they all do it
too, it's very normal."

"So if I masturbate it will go away? How do I do that?"

"All you have to do is grip your penis like a tennis racquet or something
and move it up and down. After a while you will feel really good and you
may feel like you to have to pee, but just keep going."

Jet's boy cock was jumping up and down off his belly. It seemed our talk
got him even more excited. I watched as he took his right hand and wrapped
it around his hard cock. He gripped hard and pulled up and down. I listened
as my son began to moan quietly. I took that as my cue to leave him to it
and started to leave. I was almost out of the door when I heard Jet whimper
a little and turned around. I noticed his hand was too far up his foreskin
and he was rubbing his knob with his bare hand on the upstroke. The
friction was obviously the source of his pain.

"Wait a sec Jet, you're doing it just a bit wrong, you have to move your
hand down a bit."

He tried for a second but didn't really understand what I meant as he
fumbled around on his erection.

"It still hurts Dad, please; make it feel good like you said."

I went back to him and took his hand off his cock. With my thumb and
forefinger I grasped the base of my sons cock and pulled up until his
foreskin was properly covering his knob. I told him to put his hand back on
his cock and try again. Now he was doing it properly and he was moaning
again. He started going faster and after a few minutes he started to slow
down then eventually stopped altogether.

"What happened bud, you stopped too soon, you're still hard. You have to
keep going!"

"My arm is tired Dad, I can't do it anymore. Please make it go away Dad!"

I felt a little strange at what I prepared to do. I didn't know if it was
the right thing to do, but the desperation in my son's voice was breaking
my heart so I had to help him. Sitting next to him I placed my left elbow
above his head and reached down with my other hand. I enclosed his hard boy
cock with my hand gripped it tightly. I started moving my hand up and down,
and in the position I was seated, I was able to move my hand naturally as I
would. I watched intently as I watched my sons red knob poking out the top
of my hand. He was moaning loudly now and I knew he was feeling really
good. It made me feel good knowing how I was making him feel good and I
wanted to make it even better.

I leaned over and gently began licking my son's nipples. His little brown
nips were hard and every time I passed over them with my tongue, Jet would
shiver and moan louder. His eyes were wide and watched everything I was
doing, but they also had a glazed look about them. His mouth was open wide
with his tongue hanging out just a bit, he was breathing heavily. I licked
my way down his torso and got to his pubes. I rubbed my nose in them and
inhaled deeply, cherishing my little boy's scent as it developed into
manhood. I licked further down and around the base of his cock and under
his smooth balls. I moved my body down further and used my free hand to
lift up one of his legs to find his smooth butthole beneath. While wanking
him I slowly licked around his anus. I rubbed my tongue all around it and
started to insert it. It tasted delicious and clean and really smooth. His
ass was really wet now so I moved my head away.

I took my left index finger and played with his sphincter a little. I kept
rubbing until my finger started to penetrate my son. Jet's moaning became
faster and more erratic. I kept inserting my finger until it was all the
way in. I wiggled it about until I found what I was after. That little hard
bump at the top of his colon. I pushed on it hard and my son arched his
back high.

"Oh, Dad, that feels SO good. What are you doing, it's making me want to
pee."

"Just let it go, Jet, don't hold back."

I kept rubbing his young prostate as I wanked my son faster. I watched as
his balls were bouncing and hitting my palm. Jet started to breath really
heavy and was moaning his loudest yet. He was jumping around on the bed and
then stopped and lifted his pelvis high up off the bed. At the same time, I
pushed hard on his prostate and pulled down hard on his boy cock. A thick
white stream of boy cum shot out of his hard prick. It landed partly in his
open mouth and across his chin. Three more squirts quickly followed and
they covered his chest and stomach. I slowly milked his cock as his young
semen flowed from his piss slit and down my hairy knuckles.

Jet just lay there panting, completely consumed by his first orgasm.

"Geez Dad, that was awesome! You were right, it really did feel good. Was I
meant to shoot this white stuff out though?"

"Yeah baby, that's your cum, it's for making babies mostly."

"It tastes alright too! What do you think Dad?"

Drunk on lust I lifted my cum soaked hand to my mouth and licked off my
sons cum from knuckles. It was so much sweeter than mine and I revelled in
it.

"Hey Dad, looks like you need to cum too, your penis is really hard too!"

I looked down at myself and saw my knob staring back at me; I was so hard
my cock was sticking straight up. My cock was profusely wet and dripping
with precum. I pulled down my 6.5 inch hard cock and let it spring back up
again, splashing my stomach with precum.

"Well what do you say lad, want to watch your old man shoot his cum like
you just did?"

"Oh wow! Really, can I, I want to see how much you can shoot and taste it
too! Do it Dad, wank for me."

I spread my son's legs and knelt in between them, spreading my own legs to
meet his. I grasped my own cock and was surprised at how hard I was. I knew
this would be quick. I wanked my hard cock while I felt his smooth thigh
with my left hand. While I was wanking I looked down to watch my little boy
scooping up the rest of his cum and eating it. He seemed to love the taste
as he `mmmm'ed with every swallow. It really turned me on and I called feel
my balls pull tight. I moaned loudly and unleashed my orgasm onto my little
son. I shot ten squirts of thick man cum all over his body. The first two
landed across his face and in his eager mouth. The rest proceeded to cover
his smooth little boy chest and nipples and his cute little stomach,
pooling crudely at his navel. I even managed to dribble a good load onto
his still hard boy cock and pubes.

"Geez kiddo, you really got your Dad all worked up on that one, I've never
cummed so hard before!"

I reached forward and rubbed my cum all over his smooth little body. Then I
reached my hand to my mouth and began to clean off my cum and the boy
sweat. It was truly an intoxicating mixture.

"Wow, Dad, that was cool, I like your cum, it's really thicker than
mine. But look! I'm still hard, it didn't work?"

I looked down at my sweet son smiling divinely, some of my cum still on his
cheek.

"Well, we better try again then, remember, never give up!"

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Please comment, I like hearing from you all. I would also enjoy hearing
whether this story made you cum, or even better, send me pictures ;) And I
would also LOVE to hear any similar experience you've had with your
dad/son.

So here's my email again:

d-i-t-m@hotmail.com

Thanks for reading :D