Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2003 03:20:38 +0000 From: dimitri hamlin Subject: Me and Jessie (Part 4) (Mb) ( Incest ) This is a fictional story about the developing love between a father and his son. If you're not into stuff with young kids, this might not be for you. In no way do I condone doing any of these acts, nor should anyone attempt them. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Me and Jessie Part 4 Jessie and I spent the next few weeks sucking each other off. He loved to suck me off right when he got home and just after we took our bath. We went around without clothes on all the time in the house. Jessie talked me into not wearing underwear so that he could get to my dick whenever he wanted. I had to admit, there was something freeing about not wearing any underwear. Jessie made it a point to 'accidentally' touch my dick in public. He'd reach up to grab my waist, but 'miss' and get a handful of my dick. Nobody ever noticed, even when he'd squeeze it and I'd spring a semi. At home, all Jessie could talk about was his classmate Keiji. He was so fascinated by the Japanese six year old, he asked me about Japan as much as he could. I didn't know much, so we ended up researching it together. Then he'd go and tell Keiji what he'd learned, and he'd come home telling me how happy Keiji was. About two months after Jessie and I began our suck sessions, he came up to me one Thursday when I picked him up from school. Keiji walked behind him, shy as he could be. He was a cute boy with soft pale skin, deep dark brown eyes, and he wore his hair to his jaw. He and Jessie were about the same height, and he seemed to have Jessie's build too. Jessie popped open the door to my Dodge and instead of climbing in, he tossed his bag into the back seat. "Daddy," he said, smiling softly. "Can Keiji come over to play?" I glanced at Keiji, who shyly turned away, and I looked at my son. I could tell they'd talked about it for a while, probably since they first met, and they'd finally gotten the courage to ask. "Sure," I said, glad that my son had someone close to him other than me. "As long as it's fine with his parents." Jessie smiled more, and Keiji's solemn face brightened. "You gotta talk to his daddy," Jessie said. "He won't let him come over if he don't know you." It sounded plausible to me, and a smart thing to do. I wouldn't let Jessie go to someone's house I didn't know. Jessie dragged me out the car to a Buick a few cars down. A tall, husky red haired man got out the driver's side. I looked down at Keiji. "That's your dad?" I asked quietly. The boy nodded. The man was taller and wider than me. His chest was fat on top of muscle, and he looked like he could wrestle a crocodile without batting an eye. All the same, when he looked at Keiji, his face softened. "Hi," I said, holding my hand out. Keiji's father took my hand and gave it a strong squeeze. "I'm Marlon," I said. "My son Jessie's friends with your son. Is it alright if Keiji came over so they could play?" It felt so childish asking for permission of the boys to play. Keiji's father looked at his son for a long while, and I could read a bit of annoyance in his face. "Did he?" he finally said. I felt Keiji hug against me. His father shook his head and smiled at me. "Where are my manners? I'm Harvey," he said. "I guess it's okay. Keiji's talked a lot about your boy." "Cool!" Jessie said, grinning from ear to ear. Harvey nodded at him. "But not tonight. We've got a lot of things to take care of." "How about the weekend?" I offered. "That's fine. Friday?" "That's fine with me." "Could you pick him up then, from here?" "Sure," I said, patting Keiji on the shoulder as Harvey waved for him. "Let me give you my number," I said, scribbling it down on a gum wrapper from my pocket. I always had pens in my pocket, a habit I got from college. "Right," Harvey said, taking the pen from me, and writing his number down on the extra space I left. He tore it off and handed it to me with the pen. "I'll see you Friday," he said, walking Keiji to the back seat. I watched him buckle the boy in and close the door. "Friday," I repeated, and pulled Jessie along. He was so wired when we got to the car. He bounced all the way home. When we got in, for the first time ever, Jessie didn't strip off his clothes, but went to his room to start picking out toys. His room was supposed to be a guest room, but since I never had any, I let him have it. I'd painted it white, and all over the walls were marks from Jessie's toys, where he'd thrown them at the wall in play, or had them fight on the wall like in Japanese cartoons. His room was clean, everything in its place, all his toys in boxes and on shelves. I'd set his bed against the wall to stop him from falling out, and it was tucked in the corner opposite the radiator. As he pulled toys out, Jessie would pause long enough to pull off a shoe or a sock, his shirt and pants, and eventually he sat there naked, setting up all the toys he and Keiji would play with the next day. I stood there admiring the soft arches of his body. I liked the way his butt curved over his feet, and bounced each time he moved. "You know," I said as he pulled out a huge robot from some tv show. "You're going to have to wear some clothes when Keiji comes over." "Why?" he asked, looking over his shoulder. "You know the rules," I said. "No nudity when company's over." "But he's a boy, too!" "Doesn't matter," I said. "Unless you're taking a bath with him, you have to wear some clothes." Jessie pouted. "You don't have to get dressed," I explained. "Just wear your sweatpants and a t-shirt, and that'll be good enough." "Alright," he sighed. I didn't mind him being naked around Keiji, but the last thing I wanted was Keiji telling his father I made him go naked for a day. The next day, I brought the boys home, and for the whole ride, they made fun of the people we passed on the street. I found myself looking back at them in the rearview mirror, looking at Keiji as he smiled. They sat right next to each other, and even shared the same seatbelt. I thought it was kind of cute, and regretted not having a camera. They seemed like best friends already, and I kept wondering why Jessie hadn't asked Keiji over earlier. When we got home, I left the boys to play however they wanted. Keiji turned out to be the same size as Jessie because he was able to fit a pair of Jessie's sweatpants. They were playing in Jessie's room when I went into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and saw that we hardly had any food. I glanced at the kitchen table, and slapped my forehead. I'd forgotten to buy groceries before I picked up the boys. "Jessie," I called, digging my car keys out of my pocket. I sat my wallet on the table. Jessie came in, followed by Keiji. "I'm going to go to the store to get us some food," I said. "You want anything?" The boys looked at each other, and said together, "Ice cream." "What kind?" "Chocolate," Keiji said. "Chocolate chip," Jessie added. "Chocolate and chocolate chip," I repeated, jiggling my keys in my hand. "I should be back in thirty minutes," I said as I headed out the front door. "Be good," I added, locking the door. I managed to get all the way to the store before I realized I'd left my wallet on the kitchen table. Pissed, I drove back home, and marched into the kitchen and snatched up my wallet. I'd almost walked back out when I noticed the lack of sound. Two six year old boys playing in a room, and there's no yelling or laughing or play-acting? Something wasn't right. I walked to Jessie's room, and his door was pushed to. I pushed it open wider, then stopped, my mouth hanging open, my dick growing to seven inches. Jessie stood naked in front of a naked Keiji, with his arms on Keiji's shoulders. Both boys were still soft, but Keiji's dick looked longer because of the knob of foreskin crowning his dick. He had a slight belly, mostly baby fat, and his pale skin made his body look like it was carved out of ivory. "Can I touch it?" Jessie asked, looking down at Keiji's dick. Keiji nodded. "Can I touch you?" he asked. Jessie took Keiji's hand, and placed it on his dick. He rubbed two fingers over Keiji's dicklet and pulled back the foreskin to reveal a soft ivory head. Keiji rubbed Jessie's dick the same way, his thumb rubbing under what was left of Jessie's foreskin. My son's dick grew rock hard, and all four inches swelled between Keiji's fingers. "Yours goes the other way," Jessie said as Keiji's dick hardened to a smooth four inch ivory tusk. It curved up towards Jessie's face. My son knelt down, and stroked Keiji's dick softly. "That's cool." "Yours is cool too," Keiji said. He looked a little disappointed at Jessie's dick was out of reach, but he seemed to enjoy having his dick rubbed. Jessie's fingers worked down to Keiji's marble-sized balls and rolled them. Keiji let out a soft moan as Jessie squeezed his balls together. "I know something that feels real good," my son said. "What?" Keiji asked. Jessie opened his mouth and ran his tongue all the way down Keiji's dick and sucked one of his balls into his mouth. He sucked on it for a while, then licked Keiji's dick again before swallowing into his mouth. I had my hand in my pants wrapped around my dick. It was hard enough to stretch my jeans and precum soaked the front of my pants. I stroked my dick to match the pace of Jessie sucking on Keiji's cock. His jaws looked like cherries each time he took a breath, and I could hear him sucking all of Keiji's juices down his throat. Keiji moaned, placing his hand son Jessie's head, guiding him faster. He squeezed his ivory butt, and his balls tightened against his dick. Jessie slowly pulled away from Keiji's dick, sucking his foreskin with it. "What was that?" Jessie asked, grinning widely. "That was good," Keiji said, helping Jessie stand up. "But I know something better." "What?" Keiji pulled Jessie down to the floor and laid him on his back. He lifted Jessie's legs up to his shoulders, and positioned his dick against Jessie's butthole. Keiji's dick disappeared into my son's ass, and I had to pull my hand away from my dick before I could come. Jessie held on to Keiji's arms as Keiji pumped in and out of him. Keiji worked his ass like a pro, starting off slow, building speed, and banging my son's ass hard enough for me to hear his balls slapping against Jessie's butt. Keiji squeezed his butt with each pump, leaning over Jessie, driving his dick in as deeply as he could. Jessie loved every minute of it. He pulled his legs down and Keiji held them to my son's shoulders. Jessie pulled on his arms, pulling Keiji in deeper and deeper. One hand went to his dick, and he pumped his cock hard. When they came, Jessie bucked against Keiji's hips. I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted to come so bad, and so I stepped into the room, with Keiji still inside Jessie, and my dick hard as stone. Neither looked ashamed when they saw me, though Keiji did pull out and Jessie sat up. "You were watching?" Jessie asked. "Yes," I said. "I saw what you boys did." I wanted to ask Keiji where he learned that from, how he became an expert, but I decided it was better to play the angry dad for a little while. "I thought I told you not to take off your clothes," I said to Jessie. He started to look a little ashamed. "I'm sorry," he said. "We were playing," Keiji added. "I know," I said. "But I'm still going to have to tell Keiji's father." Jessie was staring at my crotch, and I could see the desire for milk in his eyes. "My daddy knows," Keiji said, taking me by surprise. I kind of figured it, but I didn't expect him to admit it. "Does he?" I asked. "Yes. He said it was fine." "I'll ask him when he comes to get you later," I said. Jessie came to me, and unzipped my pants, my dick popping out of my jeans. "Go ahead," I said as he looked up at me. Jessie lapped up all the precum oozing out of my dick, and sucked on the head. Keiji glanced at him, then at me, and I figured what the hell, he'd already fucked my son. Keiji worked my balls while Jessie sucked away at my dick. I was too caught up in the moment to think about not coming, and I didn't notice the boys switch. Keiji sucked my dick deeper into his throat, swallowing, working his tongue all over my dick. I couldn't take it any longer, and my balls exploded, my cum shooting right down Keiji's throat. He didn't miss a drop, and sucked my off until my dick went soft. I was ready to return the favor when the doorbell rang.