Date: Wed, 13 Jul 2005 15:02:30 -0600 From: Xavier Subject: My Skateboarding Son #2 My Skateboarding Son #2 by Xavier L This is a story containing sex between a father and his teenaged son. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, if this type of material is illegal in your area, or if this theme turns off, you should stop reading now. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under Xavier L. Please feel free to email me with comments, or if you would like to be notified when there are new stories and/or updates, at xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk The more Jacob and I messed around, the more he seemed to expect it. He no longer wore the nightshirt to cover himself up with while in bed. We started to develop another level of connection. He was always horny as well, typical for a 14-year-old I guess, but somehow I instinctively knew when he wanted it most. Like the time when we were watching a movie. I just got a feeling he wanted it, and deep down I did to. I was in a chair next to the bed, and so I slipped my hand beneath the sheet and let it snake over until I found his semi-limp cock. I began caressing the satin head of his dick. I looked up to see his eyes closed, a slight smile on his face. I continued massaging his meat bringing it to full attention. When it was fully hard, I kept stroking it gently, taking occasional breaks to fondle his nut sack. After a few moments of this, Jacob reached out and grabbed me by the back of my head and pulled me toward him. I followed his guidance, throwing the sheet off of him, exposing his hot young body, his 7-inch cock standing straight up, throbbing in anticipation. I was now standing up out of the chair and bent over my son's body as my mouth opened and greedily devoured his rod. I was filled with lust as I swallowed his dick burying its hardness in my throat, my head rising and falling over his cock. I was lost in the pure joy of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth as I felt his hands at my shorts. Soon I could feel my shorts falling to my ankles followed by my underwear. Then my son's fingers firmly gripped my hard cock and started stroking it. This filled me with an even stronger lust, and I began wildly going up and down his cock, each time burying it into my throat, his pubes gently bumping against my nose. He spread his legs wider and began stroking my dick faster as he began pumping with his hips. I felt his cast rest against my head as he stroked me more urgently, moaning loudly. I reached up with my other hand and began rubbing with his balls as I continued to blow my boy. His moaning became more frequent and his breathing faster, and so I sped up until I felt my mouth fill with his juice. I began swallowing it as it made me gag slightly. Within seconds I shot my load as well. I finished sucking Jacob and then stood up, looked down at myself, then at his bed where my cum had landed and then up at his face where he had a huge grin. "I can always count on you Dad, thanks!" he said. I was still somewhat light-headed and lamely replied, "Uh, yeah, and thank YOU!" as I eased myself back into the chair to try and catch my breath and strength again. There will be a part 3.