Date: Fri, 3 Dec 2021 20:54:47 +0000 (UTC) From: Johan Pryde Subject: My Nifty Son Chapter 2 My Nifty Son, Part 2 Nifty is a treasure. Please donate whatever you can. This story is, of course, fiction. It features rough consensual sex and watersports between a man and his young son. I love hearing from readers. Feel free to write me at Blowjoey140@yahoo.com I wrote before about how I found my son, Geoff's, internet history and all of the raunchy incest stories he had been reading which ended in him gagging eagerly on my had dad cock. A lot has happened since then, so I thought I might catch you up. That first blowjob was life changing. Geoff is a flirt, and a slut, and a cockhound. He wants my cock every chance we get and I want to give it to him. He sucks me off in the morning when I wake him up. He sleeps in bed with me and sucks me off every night. He plays with my cock in front of the TV, loves to give road head, and loves to flirt brazenly in front of people while feigning innocence. He wanted to lick my ass so I let him and goddamn is that hot, so sometimes he spends hours going back and forth between my cock and ass, making me cum multiple times. He likes to kiss my feet and beg me for my cock and it turns me on so much to see my little boy, naked, writhing on the floor, planting slobbering kisses on the tops of my hairy feet while he pleads "Please, dad, please. Please fuck my face. Please feed me your cum." Geoff likes it rough. And nasty. And having this experience with my eager, hungry son has opened up a whole different part of me. The satisfaction I feel when I see his red, fuckable lips straining to fit my cock head. The way my cock jerks when I fuck into his throat and hear him gag. The feeling of his little, pre-pubescent tongue driving into my asshole while he moans loudly and the way calling him whore and faggot and cocksucker makes him go berserk on my cock are all amazing, intense bonding moments between me and my son. But today I wanted to write about his new favorite game, which he calls "Story Time." Story Time is when we go to the computer, he picks out a Nifty story, and then he kneels under the desk and services me sloppily while I read the story to him. I pull the story up, spread my legs, put my feet up on the desk, and let him get to work, driving his little tongue up my ass, licking and sucking my hairy balls, and, of course, bobbing up and down on my hard paternal rod like the cockwhore he is. Sometimes I sit back and just let him do the work. Other times I grab his little head and skull fuck him as hard as I can. We both love it both ways. I also notice when something in the story seems to get him really excited and, if it's something we haven't done, I do it right then. Like tonight. I was reading the story he picked out, enjoying his little mouth and tongue moving up and down my cock, sucking at the head, lapping at my balls, and driving into my hole while he moaned. And then the dad in the story pissed in his son's mouth. Geoff moaned loudly. His mouth moved to my cock head and he grabbed onto my thighs to force my cockhead all the way into his mouth and to the back of his throat, gagging himself like the little cockslut he is. He started pumping hard and fast, gagging on the downstroke each time. I glanced down to see tears streaming from his eyes, drool pooling in my pubes and down my balls. He opened his eyes to look up at me and I saw the familiar hunger in his red, tear streaming eyes as he fucked his little fag throat with my cock. "You want that, son?" I asked. "You want me to piss in your little faggot mouth?" He moaned loudly again and nodded his head yes before plunging back down on my cock, gagging hard. I could see how excited he was for it. I had never played with piss before but he wanted it. And I found that what he wanted, I wanted. To see my pretty little boy gulping down his own father's hot piss. The thought made me feel like an animal. I was going to mark my territory. My little boy's mouth and throat belonged to me. I put my hand on the back of his head to hold him still. I loved how my palm could cover almost his entire head. I concentrated on getting some piss out. I have always been able to piss when hard but having your little kid's mouth wrapped around your cock makes it more of a challenge. After a few seconds, I felt the first drops trickle out directly into my son's urinal of a mouth. He moaned in excitement and I moaned along with him. Fuck, this was going to be hot. With a little more effort, I got a stream going and listened to Geoff gulp greedily to keep up with it and swallow. I pinched my cock off to stop my stream after a minute or so and said "Back off and open your mouth. I want to see it go in," while I pulled my legs off the desk. I rolled my chair back slightly so Geoff could move from under the desk. He sat between my hairy thighs, his mouth open wide, his eyes eager. I released some more piss, my stream coming hard and fast. The first spray hit him in the face and then my aim improved and I watched my golden waste arc and land in my little boy's mouth. He let the piss collect and I watched the yellow liquid filling his mouth before he swallowed hard. It made me feel nasty, really nasty, and I wanted nothing more than to rape his little face. I stood up and shoved my cock into his mouth, grabbing his head with both hands. This always drove him crazy and he started bobbing up and down on my cock like mad, as always heedless of his own comfort and gagging himself eagerly on my pulsing rod. I took over, pumping his head roughly up and down my cock while thrusting with my hips, still letting squirts of piss fly although I think half of them must have gone directly into his stomach. He grabbed my ass, my cheeks and hole still wet with his spit, and held on, trying to pull more of my cock into him. I obliged, thrusting harder and harder, widening my stance so I could go crazy hard on him. He moaned and gagged and wretched and moaned some more while I fucked like a savage until, at last, I cried out "I'm cumming! Eat it, fucker! Eat my daddy load!" He gagged on my cum and I watched as it spewed out from the corners of his mouth before he got control and was able to eat it. Once he finished gobbling the last few spurts directly from my cock, I stood silently while he looked up at me with red, grateful eyes and cleaned the cum he had spewed out of my pubes and off my balls with his hungry little tongue. When he was done, I grabbed his hair and pulled him roughly away from my cock. His face sat maybe 4 inches distant from my cock head, his hair in my fist, when I said "I always have to piss after I cum" and let loose, my steaming piss splashing into his face, his eyes, his eager open mouth, until I was done. I looked down at his piss splattered face, traces of cum, precum, and his own spit and snot from the rough face fucking still clinging to it in places. It was so fucking sexy, I hocked up a loogie and spit it on him to add to the painting. Geoff moaned gratefully. "We weren't done with that story, son," I said, and he squealed in delight, climbing back under my desk as I sat down in the chair and put my feet back in place, exposing my hairy hole, cock, and balls for him to worship. "Just you wait and see what that father does to his son next," I said, as I felt his little boy tongue probing at my asshole.