Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2006 09:27:08 -0700
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: My Two Sons

My Two Sons
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his 2 young
sons. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this
theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me as well.

Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified
when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at
xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk.


My 14-year-old middle child Doug came home after track practice complaining
of major leg aches and wanting a massage.

"What'd you do to fry your legs?"

"Coach just worked us hard," Doug replied as we walked toward his room.  He
climbed onto his bed.  I took off his shoes and socks and went and got my
massage oil.  He told me about his day while I rubbed his feet.  "Where's
Ty?" he asked, referring to his 11-year-old brother.

"He and your mom are running errands.  We're meeting them later for
dinner."

"OK."

Doug quieted down as I massaged his firm calf.  I found a knot and worked
it out before moving up his leg.  I admired his tanned skin as I kneaded
his sore and tired muscles.  He had somewhat hairy legs, but the black hair
thinned the higher up the leg I went.

As I relaxed the muscle of his thigh, my finger slipped beneath the thin
loose fabric of his running shorts.  I brushed up against his package as my
fingers continued working his muscular thigh.  I noticed he hadn't even
budged.

I switched to the other leg, and as I moved steadily up his leg I noticed a
swelling in his shorts.  Without knowing why, my heart began to race, and
my cock began to grow as well.  When I was again in his groin area, I made
a point of extending my pinky and brushing up against the bulge in his
shorts.  His body stiffened, but again he made no move to stop me.

Now I spent more time on his thigh.  Testing again I began rubbing the
bulge so it couldn't be mistaken.  I moved back to the other thigh and
repeated my pinky maneuver as the bump in his shorts grew more.  As my
little finger rubbed, I could tell I was rubbing the tip of his dick.  My
heart was really pounding now, and my cock was straining in my pants.  With
his eyes closed, I withdrew my hand to readjust my dick so he wouldn't
notice my own stiffy.

I returned my hand to his thigh, paying extra attention to the tip of his
dick.  The texture of the fabric told me he was wearing a jock.
Intoxicated by this experience, I became brazen and worked my fingers into
the pouch and rubbed against the silky skin of his erection.  He sucked in
his breath but still made no move to stop me.  I coaxed his hard cock out
of the jock and began rubbing it.  I knew it would be more enjoyable if it
was freed, but I wasn't brave enough to pull his shorts and jock down.
Then I got an idea.

"Doug, if you want me to continue, push your shorts and jock down."  I slid
my finger against the slit of his cock as I said this.

He paused briefly before doing what I had hoped he would.  His eyes
remained closed.  I watched his hands as the blue shorts exposed the white
skin beneath, a clear tan line obvious.  His cock sprang up as it cleared
the shorts, the black patch of pubes a stark contrast against his skin.  My
hands trembled as I took over and lowered them even more.  I fondled his
balls, the sac covered sparsely with hairs, and then I returned to stroking
my son's dick.  It was larger than I had expected.  I felt hypnotized as I
stroked him.

I noticed his breathing and the look of pleasure on his face.  I realized I
was salivating as I stared at his young rod.  I NEVER had done anything
with another guy, but now I found myself wanting to taste my son.  With my
pulse pounding in my chest and in my ears, I leaned down, parted my lips
and took him into my mouth.

"Oh gawd!" he moaned as his hard flesh sank further into my mouth.

I was worried and stopped, releasing his cock.  "You want me to quit?"

After a pregnant pause, he answered "No."

Almost elated I went back to worshipping his teenaged cock.  It was
incredible how it felt to have him inside my mouth, the cock rubbing
against my tongue and pushing at my throat.  I struggled until I could get
his whole cock in my mouth and throat, my nose pushed against his pubic
hairs still dampened by sweat.  I began moving my head up and down faster,
and soon I felt Doug's hand resting on my head, his hips moving in rhythm
with my face.

"Oh yeah Dad!" he said in encouragement.

I stopped and sucked on his balls briefly before returning to his cock.  He
began pumping more urgently, and something snapped inside me.  I grabbed
onto his ass and pulled him into a faster pace.  He began bucking wildly
into my moist mouth, his body lifting off the bed as he, in essence, fucked
my lips.  I got up, ripped his shorts and jock from his body, pushed his
legs apart and climbed between them.  His legs were bent creating a valley.
I rapidly returned his dick to my mouth, hungry for my son's flesh.  He now
had both hands holding my head as he pummeled my mouth.  One hand massaged
his balls as the other urged him on more, squeezing his cheek as he fucked
my face earnestly.

He was moving at a feverish pitch, and his balls tightened in his sac.  I
prepared myself, and his cock buried in my throat as his jizz blasted into
my throat causing me to gag.  For whatever reason I began swallowing, and
the more I tasted of the salty fluid, the more greedy I became.  Doug
moaned in between pants as I swallowed his cum.  When I had milked him dry,
I released his cock.  Doug smiled at me, his liquid brown eyes gazing at me
in gratitude.

"I. . . umm. . .," I stammered.  "I . . .," and then I just walked out of
the room.  I was shaking as reality slammed into me.  I stumbled to my
room, my son's saltiness still lingering on my tongue.  I stripped and
jumped into the shower, an attempt to purify myself.  My cock was still
hard.  I jacked off rapidly, the images of my son's body slamming into my
mouth invading my thoughts.  I came in seconds imagining that the hand on
my balls was Doug's.

I got dressed, and then we drove to meet my wife and youngest son.  The
silence was deafening.

"Are you mad at me Dad?"

"Oh no Dougie! Not at all!"

"So what's the matter?"

 "I'm just. . . confused and freaked out."

"But I liked it.  I'm glad you did it."

I stared at him in disbelief.  "Really?"

"Oh yeah!" he reassured me.  "It was AWESOME!"

We continued in silence again as I wrestled between revulsion and desire
for my boy.

We had an enjoyable dinner.  I pretended nothing had happened.  When we
returned home, my wife went to get ready for bed.  I asked Doug into the
den.

"What's up Dad?" he asked as we walked into the den.  He sat down as I
pulled the door shut behind us.

"Son, I want to apologize," I began.  My eyes already drifted to his tanned
legs.  He was wearing light blue shorts which seemed to make his legs
appear even more bronzed.  "I shouldn't have done that today."

"Dad, like I said, I'm glad you did."

"It's just wrong of me."

He grabbed onto my hand as I sat next to him.  "It felt awesome."

"Well, I . . . " my attention was distracted as his hand pulled mine to his
groin.  He held my hand firmly against his bulging shorts.  "Doug. . . " I
began to protest.  He moved my hand to his thigh and pulled it up his leg,
the satin fabric yielding easily.  He lifted the leg of his shorts a little
higher.  He wasn't wearing any underwear!  As much as my mind screamed to
resist, I couldn't stop.  Of my own will I continued the movement until his
erection was once again in my grasp.  I looked into his eyes and was
stunned by the animal lust that burned there.

Wordlessly he arose and stood in front of me.  He dropped the shorts, and
his cock stared at me.  I placed my hands on the back of his bare, meaty
thighs.  His hand once again found the back of my head, and he drew me to
him.  As his cock advanced, I was unable to keep my mouth closed.  I
hungrily devoured his hard cock.

"Oh yeah!" he hissed triumphantly as his cock slid further into my mouth.
He began making long strokes punctuated by shoving his cock into my throat
forcefully.  I eagerly forced myself to relax as my boy fucked my mouth.  I
shifted my position and slowly leaned back against the arm of the couch.
Doug followed me, bracing himself as he shoved my head into the cushioned
arm.  I squeezed his ass as he fucked my throat.  As he increased his pace,
I surrendered to him.

Soon his body was going rigid, and I prepared for the onslaught of his cum
which gushed in powerful spurts.  I held onto him, his rod buried in my
throat, as I swallowed his precious juice.  When he was done shooting, he
moved off of me and pulled his shorts back up.  He smiled at me broadly.

"Wow! Thanks Dad! I can't wait till next time!"  He gave me a huge hug and
then left the room.

"Next time?!" I asked out loud in shock.

Shaking my head I went to my room and put on pajama bottoms.  I kissed my
wife good night.  She was going to bed early, so I went back to my den and
was soon joined by my youngest.  Ty came and sat down next to me cuddling
up close to me.  I put my arm around him, kissed his forehead and shifted
my attention to the TV.  That is until I felt Ty's small hand against the
bare skin of my cock!

"Ty! What are you doing?" I asked in shock.

"I saw Doug's when you put it in your mouth.  I wanted to see yours."

Oh shit!! I thought.  "Look Ty, let me explain. . . " That was cut off as
his lips closed around my dick.  I tried to force myself to stop him, but I
was powerless.  Instead I found myself lowering my bottoms and telling him
to suck on my balls.  He was kneeling beside me, and I put my hand down the
back of his shorts and began rubbing his bare ass cheeks.  Oh fuck he felt
so incredible!  I wanted to taste him as well.

"Ty, get up real quick."

He did as I instructed.  I pulled down his bottoms and briefs as well and
fingered his wood.  I lay down and told him to lay on top of me.  When he
did, I desired to feel his body.  "One sec.  Get up."  When he stood up, I
lifted my shirt up and pulled his off.  "OK," I said.

He lay back down on top of me, his bare skin warming mine.  I shivered as
his mouth closed on my dick.  I pulled his legs so I could get his dick in
my mouth.  As I began sucking him, his pace quickened on my rod.  I
massaged his ass as we sucked each other.  As I got into it more, my
fingers slipped into his crack.  I began rubbing his hole.  He responded
passionately, and so I pushed my fingertip into the tight orifice.  His
sucking on my cock intensified, and so I inserted more of my finger in.
His ass clamped down on my finger, and I blew my wad into his mouth.  With
my orgasm my finger entered him more.  Ty's small body shivered, and a
mostly sweet gob of cum shot out of his dick.  I greedily swallowed the
sweet fluid.

When we were done, I hugged him close, helped him get dressed and sent him
off to bed.

The next morning I saw my wife off.  Doug went on his paper route.  I
walked by Ty's room and opened the door and saw his angelic form asleep.  I
thought about how good my finger felt in his butt and pondered the risk of
trying out my dick in that tight ass.  As I weighed this in my mind, lust
won over reason.  In no time I had some K-Y on my cock, my PJs were on the
floor, and my hands were removing the sheets from Ty's body.  Gently I
began pulled his bottoms and briefs off.  He awoke in the middle of this.

"Good morning," I greeted him.

"Morning Daddy."

"Remember how you liked my finger in your bum?"

"Yeah," he answered curiously.

"I want to try something different."

"Different?"

"Yes," I replied as I spread his cheeks apart and stared at his virgin
hole.  "Can I? Please?"

"OK Daddy," he replied after a momentary pause.

"Good boy."  I slowly inserted a finger.  When he could tolerate that, I
inserted another and then another.  My cock throbbed and twitched as my
fingers buried in his young ass.  When his hole relaxed, I checked in on
him.  "You OK Sport?"

"Yes Daddy."

My heart was racing as I withdrew my fingers and climbed into position over
him.  I put the tip of my cock into his hole and began slowly feeding it to
his ass.  It took forever to get my cock into him, but every inch that sank
into his cherry hole sent tingles up and down my spine.  I started kissing
him as my meat burrowed into him more deeply.  I began fucking him slowly,
watching his facial expression to make sure I wasn't hurting him.  His
smooth, small body beneath me made me really hot.  The look of pleasure on
his face spurred me on, but his vise grip-like ass surrounding my cock made
it so I couldn't last very long, and I was quickly filling his ass with my
seed.

I thought I heard a noise, and so my head snapped toward the door.  I
listened intently and heard only silence.  That shock made me go soft a lot
quicker.  I pulled out of Ty and grabbed his cock.  The dampness told me
had come to.  "Was that OK?" I asked.

"Yes Daddy."

"You sure?"

"Uh huh," he said as he nodded his head.

"Good.  I liked it a lot son."  I leaned down and kissed him.  I covered
him up and went to my room.

Soon there was a knock at the door.  "Come in Ty."

The door opened, but it wasn't Ty.  Doug's nude body entered, his cock
standing straight out.

"What are you doing?!"

"It's my turn now."

My heart pounded in my throat.  "What?"

"I thought I heard a noise from Ty's room.  I opened his door and saw you
screwing him.  I want to try that."

"Doug. . . " I said as he quickly approached me.  "You can't screw your
brother."

"But you did."

I was speechless.  "Well, I . . . "

"Dad, I want to do you."

My mouth fell open.  He took my hand and placed it on his hard cock.  "Come
on."  He saw the tube of K-Y and picked it up, reading the label.  "So you
used this," he said matter-of-factly.  As I watched him coat his cock, I
got up, dropped my bottoms and bent over the bed not knowing why I did.  He
moved against me eagerly placing his cock at my hole and not waiting long
before beginning to enter me.  It burned as his cock forced its way into my
hole, but I wanted more.  I bit my blanket as he forced more of his rod
into my screaming hole.  Suddenly the rest slipped in.  I grabbed handfuls
of the blanket as his body pressed into mine.

"Oh yeah!" he said, repeating his sex mantra, as he began to fuck me
slowly.  "I bet Ty felt awesome too!"  He picked up rhythm.  My ass
continued to ache as he withdrew his dick and then slid it forward
repeatedly.

I heard myself moan as he continued fucking me, and then I heard "Faster
Dougie!" escape my lips.

I felt Doug's grip on my hips tighten as he began to comply with my plea.
His lean body was soon crashing into me, his cock filling my hungry ass.  I
could feel sweat covering my body as Doug continued to violate me.  Soon he
was grunting, his pace furious, and then I could feel his rod twitching
inside me as he came.  His torso rested on my back as he orgasmed.

After recuperating for a bit, he asked hopefully: "Will you let me do this
again?"

Without thinking I responded "Oh yeah!"

He hugged me, pulled out and left me alone.  I stroked my cock a few times
before cumming.  I knew all this was wrong, and I feared where else this
might go, but the memory of my sons, the taste of their cum . . . I could
still feel Doug's dick pounding inside me, and I knew I would continue
feeding my and their lust.  In fact I would encourage it and find new ways
of being alone with my boys.  There was no stopping this beast we had
unleashed.


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