Date: Sun, 18 Dec 2005 12:19:54 -0700 From: Xavier Subject: My Skateboarding Son #4 My Skateboarding Son #4 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 XavierL. 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 When we got home, we had lunch. I came over to get Jake's plate from the table, and he grabbed a hold of my hand to stop me. "We're not done yet." I looked at his empty plate. "Umm, you have a vested interest in those crumbs?" "That's not what I'm talking about," he replied, his hands going to my shorts and undoing them. I looked down at his working fingers and then to his eyes. He had a sly expression on his face, obviously quite pleased with himself. By the time he got my shorts and underwear down, I was completely hard. My cock twitched in greeting as his head approached my dick. I felt his tongue swirl around the head of my cock and then follow the shaft toward the base of my cock. His tongue then went down to my nut sack, and I felt my balls slide into his mouth. I rested my hands on his shoulders while he pleasured my cock teasingly. My knees almost buckled when I felt my cock slide along his tongue as it entered his mouth. I briefly glanced down and watched his head bobbing back and forth on my rod. It was one of the hottest sights I've ever seen. I felt his hands grab my ass, and I began slowly pumping my cock in his mouth. My fingers reached up and began playing with his chocolate brown hair. But when he deep throated me, my fingers clenched his hair. This instigated an increase in momentum. After a while of rapidly sucking on my cock, he pulled off. I opened my eyes and looked down. "Lay down Dad." I removed my shorts and underwear from around my ankles and walked into the living room and lay down on the floor as my son had instructed. I watched him closely to see what he was about to do. I watched him strip off his clothes revealing his sexy body. He walked purposefully over to me and knelt down next to my head. I stared up at his luscious cock and watched it approach as his legs straddled my head. He moved into a 69 position and began going to work on my cock again. I immediately swallowed his rod, pulling his butt downward so he planted all of his meat into my throat. Having my son's meat in my mouth at the same time his throat massaged my cock proved to be too much, and I emptied my load into Jacob's mouth. As he promised he swallowed my juice. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved onto his side as he continued milking my cock. I made a move to return his dick to my mouth, but he stopped me. As soon as he was done swallowing the rest of my cum, he moved so he was alongside me. Then I watched him straddle my chest and lower his body toward my face again. I bent my neck impatient for his cock to be in my mouth again and quickly devoured his young morsel. Immediately he began powerfully fucking my face, his body pushing my head into the carpet as it impacted with my face. His balls were bouncing against my chin as his cock repeatedly penetrated my throat. He picked up his pace and soon was flooding my throat with his nectar. I hungrily swallowed every drop not wanting to waste any of my son. After his cock stopped shooting, he rolled off of me and onto his back. I quickly put his cock back into my mouth not content still. He was becoming flaccid, and so I sucked on his balls and then his nipples. After I was done worshipping his body, I helped him off of the floor. He remembered a buddy was coming over for a couple of hours, and so I helped him get dressed hurriedly and then I did the same and cleaned up the living room and kitchen of any tell-tale signs of anything . . . unusual. After he and his friend were done visiting, we had dinner. Pizza per his request. Jake drove me nuts by wearing only a pair of silky basketball shorts. We decided to watch some TV and so kicked back next to each other on the couch. I stole long glances at his tight athletic body intermittently. I felt like I could never get enough of my son. He was perhaps reading my mind as I felt him grab my hand and move it to his crotch. "Horny again?" I asked smiling. "Always!" I rubbed his dick through the satin fabric and then slid my hand up his thigh until his precious treasure was in my hand. He adjusted his position so that it was easier for me to grab a hold of his rod. I pushed the silky fabric up over his hard-on and stroked his cock slowly a few more times until Jake's hand was on my head pushing it downward again. I eagerly sucked on his balls, enjoying the sensation of the sparse pubes against the ultra smooth skin. I kissed the skin of his shaft until my lips reached the head, and then I slowly slid his cock into my mouth, continuing until my lips were touching his pubic hairs. "Oh yeah! Get it good and hard Dad!" I began sucking his cock in long strokes, riding fully up the shaft and then burying it completely in my throat. I felt his body move slightly, and I figured he was repositioning himself. I didn't realize he was grabbing the lube out of his backpack that was sitting on the floor. I felt his hand push me backward. I reluctantly pulled off of his cock and watched him coat it with the gel. "What are you doing Jake?" "What does it look like? "I really don't want to put that stuff in my mouth son." "It's not going in your mouth." I watched him put the cap on and stand up while I pondered what he meant. When he nudged my shoulder to turn around, it hit me. "Son, I don't know. . . " "I'm not asking," he replied smoothly, continuing to position me. Part of me resisted internally, but my body moved into doggie position readily while he pulled my shorts and underwear down. I surprisingly found myself eager as I felt him moving onto the couch. I felt an unmistakable hunger spread through me as his hands grabbed onto my hips and I felt his hard cock running along my crack until it found its target. That familiar electricity ran up and down my spine as his cock entered me. I tried adjusting to his cock being fed into my hole and at the same time part of me wished he would just ram it in. I wanted to feel his body completely against mine, his rod embedded inside of me. Hungry, I pushed backward onto his cock. "Alright Dad!" my son said feeling me impaling myself on his cock. He gripped my hips more firmly. I looked back and saw that he had one foot on the floor, the contrast of his tan skin against my pale skin quite stark. And then he thrust forward, burying his cock into my hole. "I knew you'd like it!" he said, his voice ringing with victory. And then he began roughly fucking me. I didn't know he had this kind of fever in him. In no time he was pounding my ass hard, our bodies making a slapping noise as white skin met bronzed. With his furious fucking he didn't last long, and soon his body was collapsed against mine as he orgasmed once again, filling my ass with his hot juice. "Lay down slowly Dad." I began laying down. His grip on me made it obvious he didn't want to get dislodged. We moved slowly as one unit until I was completely on my stomach, Jake's body pressed on top of mine, his cock still in my ass. I felt the heat of his body warming my back. His heat combined with his hardness still filling me made me feel like he was truly part of me. I relished the intense feeling, and then I came. I wasn't expecting it really, but it was intense nonetheless. "I feel you," Jacob said. "What do you feel?" I asked curiously. "You're cumming aren't you?" "You can feel that?" "Yeah." "Cool." We lay in that position for a while. I couldn't really feel him inside anymore, but I didn't know if maybe his limp cock was still lodged in me. "I don't want to move," he said. "So don't." We lay there probably for a couple of hours unwilling to move. Finally I said it was time for me to shower. "Oh good! Shower sex!" I was getting off the couch and looked at him stunned. "Who said anything about sex?!" "I did," he said smiling. "I can't believe you." "Hey, I can't help it." I shook my head and headed to my bathroom. I don't know why, but I was surprised when I turned around to get a towel, and there stood my naked son. "You weren't kidding?!" I asked amazed. His smile was his only response. I shook my head incredulously. After the water temperature was right, I climbed into the shower. True to form Jake was right behind me. Our shower had dual shower heads, so I went ahead and pointed toward the 2nd head for him to get the water to his liking. He did so, and I watched the water running down his body. It caressed the curves of his muscles alluringly. I was entranced, and I think he knew it. He began slowly running his hands over his body seductively. I grabbed a washcloth and put some soap on it and came over to him. I began washing his body. I paid special attention to his crotch, of course. I felt his cock hardened beneath my hand. I dropped the washcloth and began stroking his dick while I leaned in for a kiss. Our tongues intertwined as the warm water flowed around our mouths and my hand stimulated my son's cock. I broke the kiss and moved to his neck and then his nipples. I turned him around so he was facing the water. I pressed our bodies together while my hand snaked around his waist and continued stroking his dick. Something came over me, and I found myself whispering in his ear, "I love your cock Jake." He twisted around so he was facing me. Our eyes locked. A hundred different emotions passed in that one glance. His gaze held me. I felt his hands glide up my back sending chills through me despite the heat of the water. When his hands were on my shoulders, he pushed them down. In that moment I knew there was definitely a change in our relationship and how we would interact. I sank to my knees, stared at his beautiful hardness and then looked up at his face. His look was resolute and firm as he said "Suck my cock Dad." I opened my mouth and took my son into me once more. This time he tasted even sweeter. I savored the wet flesh, the scent of soap emanating from his skin. I sucked slowly taking time to note how every vein in his hard dick felt against my tongue. I then switched to tasting the flesh of his balls. Jake rubbed his nipples as he watched his father's adoration of his cock and nuts. "Yeah, suck it Dad. Swallow my meat." I returned to his rod and did as he ordered. His hand lightly rested on my head as I slid my mouth up and down his firm shaft. He watched me appraisingly as I devoured his cock in quicker thrusts now. His hips began moving in time with my motions, and his grip on my head became more firm as he began thrusting into my throat. My hands followed the backs of his firm thighs until they were grabbing onto his ass cheeks. And then he began going for broke. He guided me back and forth on his rod almost violently as the force of his orgasm began to build. He was moaning as I continued deep throating him, my hands on his ass urging him onward. "Here it comes Dad! Here it comes!" he warned. I buried his cock as far as it would go, and then I felt the heat of his thick load sliding down my throat. I greedily swallowed every drop. When I was finished with that, I picked up the washcloth and finished washing his body. He then washed mine, making sure to jack me off. We dried off and then slid into bed. He got into his mother's side of the bed like it was natural. I lay on my side, and he moved in behind me into a spooning position. His arm draped over my belly. I grabbed onto it and pulled it tight against me. "That should keep you for at least the night, eh?" I said jokingly. He nuzzled closer to me, and replied: "For now. But I'll probably fuck you later." I was going to say something about his swearing but instead found myself eagerly anticipating the feeling of his young cock entering me once more. Watch for part 5.