Date: Sat, 17 Feb 2018 13:24:33 +0000 (UTC) From: Craig Brown Subject: Spot On Mark Spot on, Mark! By Pepperpuppy ******************************************************************* Please donate to Nifty so everyone can continue to enjoy the stories on it. This story is a work of fiction. Incest in any form is revolting. But man is a weak mentally feeble creature and people like me shamefully like to write stories about it for you to enjoy. ******************************************************************* It's always kind of hard for a father to think of his son in anyway other way than perfection, especially my boy Mark. He's exceptionally smart he's courteous and polite, always wanting to help someone. I'm damned proud to call him the fruit of my loins. What I like is that he was so trusting of both his parents. Particularly so since his mom passed away late last year in a automobile accident. Since then he's been like a tiny limpet, clinging to me for love and attention. He just seems to know how lonely I'm feeling now and his latest plan on how to make me feel less upset, is to dress in his mother's old clothes and cuddle up beside me when we watch television together. He has no idea yet (he's only six after all) how much his wandering hands drive me crazy in sexual frustration when he innocently brushes his tiny palms over my stiff cock. He discovered that if he touched my cock a certain way, it started growing larger. He calls it my stiffy and he likes it when I get erect and hard. He even tries to do the same, and his tiny one and a half incher seems so absurd when he tries to hold it against mine, asking me if It'd grow as big as daddy's wee wee. At first I tried to ignore it, since like I say he's only 6 years old. But the night he did it while wearing a one of my dead wife's sexiest camisoles and a matching pair of panties, whose soft slippery satin he was rubbing up against my steel hard cock was almost to cruel for words. As he sat with his back towards me, on my lap giggling at how stiff my big wee wee was, which by that time was leaking pre cum prodigiously soaking the back of the panties, I was moments from blowing my balls, big time and making a mess everywhere. I needed relief physically and I needed it soon. So I told him that daddy had to go and get something so we could have some more fun and quietly went to my bedroom, where I took out a well squeezed tube of Astro glide, I'd been using more often lately to find relief. Part of the reason I'd had to buy the lube was because I was now watching way too much porn more often, in an effort to give me help in satisfying my cravings that had been slowly but surely turning towards men and young boys having sex with each other. I'd previously bought a XXXX newspaper that advertised DVD's you could purchase straight from Moscow. I bought two and the evening of the day they turned up by courier, I was watching adult men (not the actual father I assumed) having anal sex with a young boy, (sometime boys) they'd called their sons as they shouted out in ecstasy ejaculating inside the small boy's rectums. The film clips always showed the young boy afterwards kneeling on all fours showing his stretched anus leaking white semen out of it. Some clips saw the "father" then placing his now soft penis into the boys willing mouth who'd proceed to suck and lick it till it was a shiny spit covered cock which the father would again attempt to make hard by using his hand. The first few nights watching various film clips, I'd come like a stallion squirting thick semen in parabolic arcs trying to see how far and how much I could ejaculate. After that, I started using my wife's old underwear to cum in, remembering how good it had felt fucking and coming in my wife's arse whenever she'd let me. I'd often watch a favourite scene on one of the DVD's of how one man having first roughly fucked the boy actor's arse, then proceeding to cum in a pair of women's panties, which he'd then ask the boy to put on and wear. The camera would show the damp patch at the back of the panties which accentuated the boys butt crack since the panties were almost opaque. I'd never intended in any way whatsoever for me to ever do any of that with my son. Even when he started wearing his mother's underwear sitting next to me as we watched television together. It just meant I'd have to jack off when I went to bed afterwards. But tonight I was thinking that Mrs Palmer AND her five daughters was no longer what I needed. Breathing heavily I knew that what I wanted was my boy's tight little anus and I was determined I was going to fuck it. Sure I'd be gentle with him. I'd even try to make it some sort of game that daddies and their son's played. But I was determined to slide my wife's panties down his legs just far enough to allow me to ease a finger well coated in lubricant up into his little starfish and try stretching it enough to hopefully add a second finger. I knew that even two fingers wouldn't be enough for the thickness of heavy cock, but at least it might make it less painful for him when I found some way to work my rock hard prick inside his arse. I walked out to the lounge room, now stark naked with my steel hard erect cock leading the way. I sat down and started to lubricate my cock saying to Mark would he like to come and help daddy. His happy smile as he leapt up and sat next to me in his sexy lingerie, had me telling him to put his hands around my wee wee and see how slippery he could make it. In moments his small hands were starting to make me frantic to want to cum. I suggested that he might like to take his undies off so I could make his wee wee slippery and I almost drooled as he innocently but so sexily worked my wife's panties down his legs. I then took my well coated hands and wrapped them around his tiny stiff cock and was quickly pulling it up and down. Mark had no idea what I was doing, but was beginning to feel strange and wriggly. As I kept up my pace his small hands were no longer touching my cock as he leaned his small body closer in towards me so thankfully I could cool off a bit. When he put his arms around my shoulders, something inside my head told me "now, do it now" so I carefully worked my index finger across his starfish using hardly any pressure yet gently and firmly rubbing against its slowly unfolding opening, scared that my son might say something about what I was doing. Suddenly and without warning his tiny opening gave way and my finger hurriedly slid up into him. His timid moan and his arms tightening around my neck were soon replaced by excited leaps up and down on my finger, now rapidly thrusting in and around inside of him. I felt confident enough to try adding a second finger and slowly worked it up inside him. Soon he was bucking back and forth as my fingers intruded deeper into him. The only effect on him was his bum involuntarily farting almost continuously as I worked to stretch him more and more. When he gently whispered he needed to poop, I picked him without removing my fingers and carried him to the toilet where I first made him watch me as I powerfully urinated into the toilet bowl before telling him he needed to do as big a poop as he could, so that daddy could see it. I then removed my fingers and gently placed him onto the toilet seat, to watch him poop. After he'd finished and wiped himself, I picked him up in my arms and proceeded to gently replace my slippery fingers inside him one at a time, kissing him all over his neck as I eased my second finger back inside his arse. We went back outside and sat down on the lounge, my son now kissing me on my cheeks and all over my face, breathing heavily as my fingers thrust up into him faster. His eyes were closed and a feeling of euphoria seemed to be spread over his face. Telling him that his mummy use to play a game with me, I told him about "hide the sausage" and told him that since he was trying to be like his mummy, would he like to play it with me. With his whimpered yes in reply, I began easing him down onto my stiff cock, trying not to have it suddenly push inside of him in case I hurt him. It took some time but I suddenly felt his tiny back door stretch just enough to allow my thick cock head inside him. This bought a sudden cry of alarm which I tried to tell him only meant that he was only just starting to play mummy's part in the game. It took another slow and frustrating twenty minutes, but eventually I was all the way inside my young son's reluctantly tight arse. He was breathing fast and noisily as I told him that he'd hidden the sausage and won. He excitedly told me that he knew where the sausage was hiding and began to squirm around on it. I'd use the last of the Astro glide to allow my cock to be slippery enough to allow him to descend down far enough to feel him resting on my lap, fully and helplessly impaled on me. So I then helped him by slowly lifting him slightly up and back down again, luxuriating in the sounds of his anus involuntarily farting at the thick intruder. After about five more minutes I was starting to feel my balls starting to tingle and knew that shortly I'd have inseminated my son's body. When I came, it felt like I wasn't so much as shooting spurts of semen, but forcefully jetting out a long and steady stream so fast and powerfully did I ejaculate. As I did I breathlessly told my son how good he was at playing hide daddy's sausage and his happiness actually made me feel tingly good. As my orgasm wore off, I wanted to have the feel of his now well stretched arsehole impaled on me for as long as possible. I felt the sudden urge to want to urinate and never having done so inside my wife, carried my son in my arms with me to sit on the toilet, hoping against hope that I could still urinate. It took several minutes before I felt the warm stream starting up my beginning to stiffen again cock. Till finally I felt it release through my cock. My cock was being enveloped in warm piss which even my son must have realised, as he asked me was I weeing inside him and I hugged him gently, smiling as I told him his mummy had never been so good at the sausage game before, so had never made it to the end. His swelling tummy filled with my warm piss saw it starting to dribble out of his opening and down my thighs and legs. Quickly lifting him up, I went into the shower and lifted him up off my hard but not steel stiff cock. I'd no sooner placed him on the shower floor than my urine was gushing out of him accompanied by his own poo and a lot of noisy wet sounding farts. I took the shower wand and sprayed the piss away and broke down the poo so that it could be flushed down the shower drain hole. I also quickly ran the shower wand under my boys arse and after I felt it was clean, told him to get and towel and dry off. I tried to make my cock stiff again, but happily found I couldn't. I also decided there and then to try and train my son arse into becoming a substitute vagina and knew that he'd be eager to help until he was old enough to understand things. I also silently reminded myself to go out and buy the "monster" butt plug tomorrow, so that hopefully in a few weeks time, he'd be walking around with it inside him day and night except, when he was at school. I no longer needed to look at the DVD's for relief... If you'd like to converse with me, possibly to send me photographs, please do so using the email address craigbrownmagic@yahoo.com Your privacy will be respected and your emails deleted after reading (and any possible pictures sent being drooled over first).