Date: Mon, 08 Feb 1999 19:00:36 PST From: eagleman_50@hotmail.com Subject: MY SON, MY LOVER I didn't expect it to happen, but now that it has I'm glad because it has changed my life in a way that I never thought possible. As I look back I realize I had thought about it at some time, but then I dismissed it from my mind. It's just not something that is done, at least not in my world. I'm thirty-three, black, handsome, and single. When I was eighteen I had a fling and the result was a son who is now fifteen. His name is Kevin. Like me, he's dark skinned, handsome and tall - six feet. He lived with his mother until he was fourteen and then he came to live with me because she couldn't handle him any longer. I really wasn't ready for him, but I had to do my duty as a father so I welcomed him and got used to it. It wasn't bad. He's a pretty good kid and he does well in school, so I didn't have any trouble. It was just that I wasn't used to having a handsome kid around. I had never married and I had moved from one relationship to another, sometimes women, sometimes men; I couldn't make up my mind. With Kevin around I had to be careful about who came to the house and who I hung out with. He definitely put a cramp in my style. Another thing about having him around was that he like to walk around half-dressed. That was all right except he was really attractive. I would get hot looking at him and then get mad because 'he was my son and I shouldn't be feeling like this towards him.' I rehearsed all the usual stuff in my mind, but my body didn't seem to want to hear it. There were times when he pranced around in a state of near undress and I had to stay in my room to hide my hardon. Then it happened - I had an unusual day off in the middle of the week. I didn't have anything special to do and it was a gray winter morning so I slept late. I usually sleep in the nude so when I got up I went to the bathroom in that state. The bathroom door was closed, but I thought Kevin had left it like that after he used it before going to school. I pulled the door open and there he was, naked, with his back to me. I stood there mesmerized, looking at his fabulous booty and almost drooling. He turned around, smiled and looked me over. "Wow, look at this, naked dad." He laughed as he gave me the once over. Kevin has always been kind of outspoken. His mother calls it 'fresh mouth.' "You lookin' good, pops!" "What are you doing home, Kevin?" "No school today, midterms, you?" "No work today, rest." I couldn't stop gazing at his handsome body. He was deep chocolate like me, no hair on his body, shaved head, thick eyebrows, and gray eyes. His chest was showing signs of muscle development and his stomach was absolutely flat. His dick, in respose, looked like it might develop into something rather large, I couldn't tell. The real problem was my dick, it was beginning to harden. "When you finish, let me know." I turned to go. I was rather confused and disoriented. He reached out and put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm finished, what's your rush, dad. Can't we talk, father and son?" "Not now, Kevin, this ain't the time." I was trying to get away before I made a wrong move. "Why not? You seem nervous, something up." He laughed as I walked away and I knew he knew what was wrong. I made a hasty retreat to my bedroom, shut the door and lay across the bed. My dick began to soften and I closed my eyes to relax when I heard the door open. I sat up on the bed and watched Kevin ease into the room, walk to the bed and stand. "What's up, dad. You seem to be upset about something. I do something wrong?" He was grinning and I was embarassed. "Nothing, Kevin. Everythings cool, man." I looked at his beautiful body and my dick started rising again. "You having trouble keeping this thing down, ain't you? Your son is turning you on big time, ain't he?" He laughed at my discomfort. "Kevin, why you doing this to me? I'm trying to be cool, man, you won't let me." "Listen, dad, let's not kid ourselves, if you want me out of this room, just say it and I'm gone." He looked at me with that serious look that makes you think he's older than fifteen. I just lay there, not saying a thing. The truth is, I didn't want him out of the room. "Just as I thought!" Kevin reached out and grasped my dick in his hand and stroked it gently. "This thing is big!" "Kevin, this ain't right, man!" I wanted this so bad, but I was afraid. "Why ain't it, you gonna tell? I sure ain't gonna say nothin' to nobody. Besides, this thing says you want this. You want me, dad?" He looked at me with those beautiful eyes and that pleading look that I have never been able to resist. "I want you, Kevin." I whispered it but he knew it was real. Without another word he lay down on top of me, put his lips to mine and pushed his tongue into my mouth. My hands reached around him and squeezed him tightly feeling his body against mine and loving it. Slowly I let my hands move down his back to his ass and grasped his cheeks, caressing them. I couldn't believe how good they felt in my hands. They were protruding and shapely and smooth to the touch. I wanted him so bad. He was grinding his cock against mine and I was pushing up against him in the same rhythmic pattern. "Oh man, Kevin, oh man!" He had released my tongue and was slurping my earlobe. "You awesome, dad, hold me tight." I hugged him tightly as our bodies continued to push against each other. He had moved from my ears to my neck, to my shoulders. He was kissing me everywhere, giving me little bites and then sucking mounds of flesh. I wanted to do so much with him I almost didn't know where to start. The grinding went on and on until he raised up, looked at me and smiled. "Kevin, roll over." I knew what I wanted most. He rolled off me and onto his back. I got between his legs and lifted them and then pushed his knees back to his chest. He put one arm under each knee and held his legs back, exposing his asshole to my hungry gaze. It was a picture of beauty, small, puckered and inviting. I had my invitation, so I bent over and licked him. I licked back and forth across the hole in fast tongue motions. I stopped, raised up and looked at him. "Oh man, dad, don't stop. Please do it again!" He was, like me, crazy with lust. I resumed the rimming, only this time instead of just licking I began pushing my tongue into the slimy portal. He cried out and raised his ass. I kept up the pressure with my tongue, licking, slurping and pushing in. I stopped, wet my finger and then pushed it in, easing it further and further into the heated tunnel. I looked at his teenaged cock, standing straight up, dripping like a leaky faucet, grasped it in my hand and then bent over and took the entire shaft in my mouth. He screamed out at the feel of his cock in my mouth and my finger in his little hole. I knew he couldn't take too much of this so I started a fast sucking motion, moving up and down the shaft at a steady pace. He had released his legs and spread them far apart so I could get at his dick with no problem. He began lifting his hips off the bed, fucking into my mouth at the same pace. I was still pushing my finger into his anus and touching his hot spot. "Oh shit, dad, yeah, yeah, I'm cummmmmmmmmmmmmminggggggggg!" He came! The juice kept pouring out of his hot cock into my mouth. I couldn't believe how much there was. It was like a fountain that had an inexhaustible supply. I tried to swallow all my son's stuff, but it was too much. Some just ran out of the sides of my mouth and down my chin. He kept bucking and thrashing on the bed until his cock finally emptied out. Then he lay back and just moaned. "Man, you shot a lot of stuff, Kevin." "Man, you know how to take care of a dude, dad!" He smiled and raised up. He looked at me, leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth and then grinned again. "I know what you want, dad, I want to give it to you." "What do I want, Kevin?" He didn't say anything, he just kept grinning as he rose up, turned over and lay on his stomach. He reached around, spread his cheeks, and turned his head. "This is it, ain't it? You want this sweet booty, right?" "Yeah, Kevin, but I don't want to hurt you." "Hurt me? You gonna hurt me if you don't take what you want. I can take it, dad, don't worry." I had a bottle of baby lotion on the night stand so I reached for it and poured some into my hand. I liberally lubricated my long prick and then poured some into his hole, using my slicked finger to press it into his anus and get him ready for the invasion. He was still holding his cheeks apart and flexing his little hole in a very provocative way. I couldn't believe him. I wanted to ask him if he was a virgin, but I was afraid of what he might say. I looked into the crevice and sighed. Leaning forward I put my cock against the hole and pushed. He winced and I stopped. "In, dad, it's got to be in. Don't you know nothin'?" I pushed again and felt it pop into his ass. He moaned, but I was too far gone to do anything about the pain. I pushed deeper and he cried out. "Ooh, dad, it hurts!" "Relax, Kevin, it's almost in." I looked down and saw that half the shaft had disappeared into the little hole. It was the tightest and hottest place my dick had ever been in. I pushed again and the hot hole got my entire shaft, my pubes pressing onto his protruding asscheeks. I just lay there on my son's back, waiting for him to adjust to the big dick that was buried to the hilt in his slimy tunnel. It didn't take long before I felt him move beneath me and knew he was ready. The plowing was awesome! I started slowly, getting him used to having a huge dick in his ass. I pulled out and then plunged back in separate motions. I gradually picked up speed as I got into the rapid pace that I liked. He was begining to respond. I knew exactly when I hit his prostate, because he moaned loudly; so I attacked it over and over. "Oh, man, what're you doin' to me, dad? Shit, yeah! It feels so good." He was now lifting his ass to meet my strokes and we were flowing together. I couldn't believe I was fucking my son. "You like this, Kevin?" "Oh yeah, this is the best. Fuck me!" I did. I paced myself to make it last and I made sure he got the best humping of his life. My dick didn't give out on me as I plunged in and out for as long as I wanted. His narrow passage gripped my cock in a vise-like hold and thrilled me with its tightness. I was sliding in and out at a pace that was rapid, but satisfying. "We gonna change places, man." I pulled out and turned him over. He knew exactly what I wanted. He lifted his legs, pulled his knees back and showed me his cute little hole. I leaned forward and in one motion I was back in. This way I could kiss him and receive his tongue and his passionate kisses. He gave them and I kept giving him my long hard cock. His ass was made for fucking and I did it. I don't think I ever fucked anyone as long as I fucked Kevin that morning. He put his arms around my neck and took everything I had to give him. He had been moaning all along, but now his moans got louder, quicker and more high pitched. I knew he was about to come. "We gonna do this together, Kevin." "Yeah, dad, I'm joinin' you." We came together. My dick exploded in his hot ass, flooding him with my hot white jism. It was such a copious flow it ran out of his anus and onto the bed. He came again, not as much as before, but still a lot for a second time. I rolled off him and lay on my back, panting and shaking from the effects of my orgasm. He rolled on me, looked down at me and smiled. "That was fabulous, dad. I love it, I love you, let's be lovers!" The words poured out like a stream. He was grinning at me and pushing his body against me as he said it. "Yeah, Kevin, we're lovers." "Dad?" He had that pleading look again. "Yeah, Kevin?" "You tired?" "Not yet, why?" "Can I fuck you?" "I was hoping we could do that." He smiled at me and reached for the baby lotion. He wanted me to lay on my back with my legs draped over his shoulders. He started to lubricate his seven inch dick and then stopped. "I wanna try this, first." He bent over and licked my asshole. He retracted his tongue as if he was tasting and then smiled. "This shit ain't bad." He bent over again and licked some more, running his tongue back and forth across the hole in rapid movements, driving me up the wall. Apparently he really like it because he did it for a long time. At one point he pushed my legs off his shoulders, put my knees against my chest and gave himself better access to the little hole. In this position my hole was at his mercy. He attacked it with renewed vigor, licking and slurping as if it were a piece of hard candy. My passion button was on overload and I was moaning nonstop. Finally he stopped, lubricated his dick and my hole, got into place and pushed in. He didn't take his time or wait for anything, he just pushed all the way in and lay in my arms. I held him tightly and then squeezed his cock with my trained muscles. He moaned and then begin stroking into me. He started slow and built up gradually as I had done. The only difference was he couldn't hold it as long. He tried, but he had already come twice and his control wasn't developed. His dick reached deep and did its job, though. He humped me passionately, moving in and out sensuously, touching all the right places and doing all the right things. Once he began a grinding motion and when I moaned louder he kept it up. I knew that having him as a lover was going to be a fabulous experience. "Oh, dadddddddddddddddddddd, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He came and I felt his stuff in my ass channel. Then he smiled at me and lay down in my arms. I held him tightly and let him rest. "I love you, Kevin. I love you, man!" "I know, dad. I love you. I'm glad you stayed home today." "Me too, son, me too." "I'm moving into this room, I need this shit all the time." He was right about that. It's been an every night thing with him, sometimes in the morning, too. I ain't complaining, though.