Date: Wed, 29 Mar 2017 21:27:16 -0500 From: Michael Smith Subject: My Son and Our Cruise - Chapter 6 Legal stuff: This story, while a work of complete fiction, contains graphic sexual scenes between consenting males both over and under the age of 18. If this material is offensive to you, this is your warning not read this story and stop here. Also, if you are under the age of 18, it is most likely illegal for you to read this story. However, I cannot do anything to make you stop so continue at your own discretion. As stated before, this story is a work of total and complete fiction. Any likeness of these characters to real people, living or dead, is completely coincidental. Again, this story is a work of fiction. The author claims any and all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed without the author's consent. Only websites the author chooses and consents to publicate this work of fiction are allowed to publish it. 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Please, feel free to contact me with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions about this work of fiction at incstwrtr007@gmail.com Here is the picture I used for the inspiration of this story: https://niftyinspiration.tumblr.com/image/157114885028 Here we are guys, at the end of this story. I had originally planned for it to be just 3-4 chapters but I have gotten so many good reviews, I decided to extend it. However, the curtain is calling on this story and I feel like wrapping it up... at least for now! I hope y'all enjoy this last chapter! Happy Reading Y'all My Son and Our Cruise - Chapter 6 I jerk awake from my sleep softly, breathing heavily and staring up at the dark ceiling. I close my eyes and slow my breathing as I feel the bed rocking slightly with the ship as we sail through the rolling waves of the sea. I rub my face with my hands softly and look to my right and see Mikes silhouette laying in the bed beside me. I smile and roll onto my right side, facing him. I place my left hand on his head and run it through his messy hair before sliding it down to his shoulder. He lets out a soft sigh under my touch, remaining asleep. I scoot into him, sliding my left leg between his, feeling my soft cock pressing against his perfect teen ass. I grin to myself and look at the clock over his shoulder, 5:45am, we've got some time to sleep still. I lay my head back down and put my hand on his hip, gripping it gently as I lean down and kiss the back of his neck, feeling my cock start to get hard. I slide my hand over his body, placing it flat against his lower stomach. I hold him still as I gently thrust my hips into him, my cock pressing against his soft ass. I let out a soft sigh and adjust my cock with my hand, letting it rest between his soft cheeks before placing my hand back on his stomach and pulling him close to me again. I swallow and close my eyes, slowly going back to sleep, wanting to savor this moment. When I wake up again, Mike has turned to face me and I can feel his face buried in my neck, his nose resting on my collarbone, his arm thrown around me and a leg over mine. I open my eyes and look down at him, kissing him on the temple gently. "You awake, buddy?" I whisper in a deep, groggy voice as my stubble rubs against his cheeks. "Mmhhmm..." He hums, nodding his head a little bit. I wrap my arm around him and pull him closer to me, being content with just lying in the bed with him like this, our naked bodies in full contact. "I don't wanna get up." "I don't either, baby, but we've got to. The ship is going to port in..." I lean up a little bit and check the clock, 8:37am. "Twenty minutes and we've gotta be off it by 10:00am." He whimpers softly and I can feel him pressing his lips out against my lower neck as he pouts. I chuckle a bit and roll over, gently pulling him on top of me. I place a hand on his chest and push him up, causing the blankets to roll off of him and fall onto my legs, showing his smooth, naked body off to me. I bite my lip a little bit as I slide my hand down his flat stomach and to his thigh. Fuck, my son was attractive. "Do we really have to?" He asks, rubbing his eye with a fist before stretching as he sits on top of me, letting out a soft, boyish moan. "I don't want to." I nod my head and slide my hand up to his waist. "I don't want to go either but it can't last for forever." I shrug and look up at him, meeting his eyes and he looks down at me. He slowly leans down and presses his lips against mine. I smile against them and place my right hand on the back of his head and pull him into it a little bit, tasting him gently before pulling out of it. "Well, let's get to it then." He smiles down at me and climbs off me, standing at the side of the bed. He stretches again and I watch, eyeing his tight body. He walks over to his suitcase and begins to put his dirty clothes in it, packing up. I stand up quietly and step behind him, wrapping my arms low around his waist and pulling him into me, causing him to sigh softly. "I can't even get a good morning?" I ask playfully in his ear before kissing his neck softly. I feel him shudder under my touch and I grin wide, gently taking his skin between my teeth and biting softly. "Good... m-mornin'..." Mike moans as he bends down over the desk slightly, pushing his ass back against me as he reaches over his shoulder and gently grabs my hair. I chuckle at his reaction and let his soft skin slide back from between my teeth. I let my chin rest on his shoulder and I sway softly, just wanting to be there with him in that moment. This wasn't anything like I had thought it would have been at first. The only real reason I brought us here was so that I could fuck him privately. That's all I wanted was to fuck him. That sounds bad, I know, but hey, it's how I feel. I didn't think he would just go along with it like he has. I thought I might have to fight him a little bit before he said yes but, teenage hormones are a powerful persuader. Now though, it's different. I feel stronger towards him than I thought I ever would. I just wanted to fuck him but now, I want to love him, be there for him, be with him. Was I in love with my own son? Yes, of course, every father loves their son but this wasn't that. I didn't love my son. I was IN love with him, like I was with his mom. "Let's get ready, huh?" I squeeze him softly and kiss his cheek before letting him go and walking to the bathroom. I start the shower and get in it once it warms up. I close my eyes and start to wash my hair before I hear the door open and Mike stepping into the small shower with me. I quickly finish up and turn around to look at him. I kiss his forehead and grab the shampoo, putting some in my hand and then starting to work into his hair. "I can do that myself, you know." He chuckles and closes his eyes. I keep working it through his soft brown hair, making sure to get all of it sudsy. "I know." I pull his hair into a shampoo mohawk and laugh a bit before rinsing my hands off. I place my right hand on the side of his head and put my left thumb on his chin and gently push it up so that his hair is titled back under the shower stream, rinsing all the shampoo out of it. I lean down and kiss him softly as it does, feeling him smiling as we kiss. I pull back and grab the bar of soap, working it up into a lather on my hand before placing in on his shoulder and working it down his arm. I work back up and then across his small chest to his other arm. "Thank you." He says softly as I wash his arm and then squat down a little bit and move to his stomach. "Of course." I smile up at him and then watch as I work down his left leg and to his foot. "Sex doesn't have to be the only way I show that I love you, you know." I work back up his leg and then work down his right one. When I work back up, I look at his cock and smile as I find it hard already. "I know." He says as I run a hand up his flat stomach, still staring at his teen cock. "I just wanted to say than-." He stops as I gently take his cock into my mouth and suck on it softly, swirling my tongue around its head. I take more of it into my mouth, forcing an audible sigh out of Mikes lips. I smile around his cock and push him back against the wall of the shower. I tilt my head as I bob up and down on my son's shaft, feeling it pulsing in my mouth. I slowly pull off it, letting the head leave my mouth with a soft `pop.' "You were saying?" I look up at him with a cocked eyebrow, rubbing my hand up and down his stomach and chest. "Nothing." He puts his hands up innocently as he looks down at me. "Good." I take his cock back in my mouth, wasting no time in taking the whole thing now as I suck it, feeling a bit of sweet precum hitting my tongue as I do. I rub my tongue along the bottom of it as I suck, letting my free hand move to his balls, tugging them and a playing with them as I suck his cock. I feel his hips thrust a little bit and I smile. This is driving him wild! I pull off his cock and let my lips slide up and down the bottom of it loosely, slicking it up with my spit and the water from the shower. I take it in my hand and slowly jerk it as I gently take one of his balls into my mouth. Mike moans loudly as I suck on it and run my tongue around it, swishing it gently around. I pull it down a bit with suction and let it pop from my mouth and I move onto the other one, twisting my hand as I jerk him off, feeling his cock getting harder. I do the same thing with this ball and take his cock back into my mouth after. "Fuck, Dad..." He whispers, letting his head rest back against the wall of the shower. I look up at him and keep sucking, wanting him to bust into my mouth. I run a hand up his chest and follow it with my eyes, watching as I rub my thumb over his erect nipples. I take my other hand and gently slide one finger into his tight ass. He bites his lip and moans loudly as I do this and I taste another dribble of precum on my tongue He's basically leaking at this point and I speed up, coaxing him closer and closer to his end. "I'm gonna come..." He says quickly as he pushes his hips forward, shoving his cock into my warm mouth. I feel it pulse a few times before exploding, shooting his hot, sticky boycum into my mouth. I moan as I feel the warm creamy liquid flooding into my mouth. He shoots four or five times, coating my mouth with his own salty cum. I smile and slowly pull of his cock, keeping my lips sealed tight. I kiss up his stomach and chest, a few dribbles of cum leaking onto his young body. I place a hand on his neck and he looks up at me with lust-filled eyes. I lean down and kiss him, his soft lips pressing against mine immediately. His load is still in my mouth as we kiss and I feel his tongue push between my lips and into my mouth. I take in a sharp breath and feel him let out a sigh against my lips as he tastes his own cum as we kiss and swap it back and forth. I put my hands on his hips and pull him into me as we share his load, coating our lips and tongues with it. I pull back and swallow what is left in my mouth, clearing it out. "Fuck, that was hot, Dad." He tells me breathlessly. I smile and kiss his forehead one more time before grabbing the soap and cleaning myself off. "Go get dressed and finish packing. I'll be out in a second." I tell him. He nods and steps out of the shower. I quickly wash myself off, my own cock now rock hard. I roll my eyes and laugh at myself then turn off the water before stepping out and drying off. When I walk back into the room, he is already packed and dressed in a black vneck tshirt, ripped washed jeans, his converse, and a black flatbill cap. I chuckle a bit and he looks up from his phone. "I didn't think you'd be ready that fast." I walk to my suitcase and pull on a pair of gray boxer briefs, dark jeans, and a red tshirt. I quickly throw all my dirty clothes and everything else into the suitcase and zip it shut. I grab it and grab Mike's too before walking over to the door. I look out of the large windows one last time and see the city that we originally left from a week ago. I set Mike's suitcase down and he walks over and picks it up. "Ready?" I ask, looking down at him. "Ready." He smiles and nods up at me. I lean down and kiss him one last time, deeply and slowly, wanting him to feel and know just how much I love him. I pull back and smile before opening the door. He steps out into the hallway and waits for me. I step out and look over my shoulder, looking at the small cabin one last time as the door shuts behind me, simultaneously opening a new door in my son and I's life. A door that leads to happiness, understanding, pleasure, commitment, and love.