Date: Thu, 08 Apr 1999 10:29:01 +0300
From: natan10@hotmail.com
Subject: Taking a Bath

Time: 10:30 Friday, March 27, 1998 
TAKING A BATH by natan10@hotmail.com

The stories which I write are not always true stories. Actually, they
rarely are. They are entirely fictional. They grew out of a desire to put
down in words many "fantasy dreams" which I have had. I am bisexual,
married and white with two grown children. I love sex with a man and, in my
real world, it is no stranger to me. My stories are intended for mature
eyes only and are always based on male/male relationships. There is no
violence, S&M, bondage, etc. in my works. If you liked the story, let me
know. If you didn't like the story, I would also appreciate a note and an
explanation why ... otherwise, I won't get anywhere, will I? Feel very free
to write me anything you'd like. I look forward to hearing from anyone
interested in responding to these stories. All I am trying to achieve in my
writing is to make you feel good. Really good.
If you want to write me just to "get off", then do so. After all, this is
why we exist and who we are. In my stories 'condoms' do not exist. In our
real world, condoms MUST exist. In our own personal fantasies, however, sex
is idealized the way we would really like it to be - raw skin and no
rubber. But remember: Safe sex must be the only way!
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TAKING A BATH by natan10@hotmail.com

It must be 8 years now that I took my son Robby on the road with me. Ever
since he was a lad of about 4, I would take him when I went on my weekly
purchasing trips to Dallas. He used to love it when I would stop at the gas
station and buy him a coke and a donut at 8 in the morning. We never told
Mom. She would have been furious. But that was quite a long time ago. Today
he's 15 and he hasn't come with me for almost 8 years now. Now he's really
grown up. But my wife is away visiting her sister in California and I've
just picked up Robby from his summer camp and must get to Dallas so we
arranged that Robby would come with me once again. We would stay at the
Maplewood, a fantastic bed and breakfast which he used to love. Just for
old time's sake. We arrived at the Maplewood around 5:30 in the afternoon
and we were both ravenous with hunger.
 "Robby, you go and get the bath ready while I go down to the kitchen and
make us a few sandwiches."
"OK, Dad. I wanna peanut butter and jam sandwich."
"Sure, kid. You just get the bath full and don't get in until I come back
upstairs. I don't want anything to happen to you while I'm gone."
"Sure, Dad. Anything you say."
I then went downstairs, leaving Robby to get the tub ready. I can't get
over how this summer has changed him. He's shot up about 6 inches and he
has matured overnight. My wife will not believe her eyes when she see's
him. He now is about 5 feet tall and he even has a little stubble on his
chin. I guess it's time for me to teach him how to shave. I rustled up some
sandwiches for us, bought two Cokes and headed back up the stairs. I found
Robby still daydreaming with his towel around his waist.
 "Water ready son? If it is then get yourself in that water right now and
clean yourself well. I don't want your mother to be upset by the way I take
care of you. And don't forget to scrub well around your private parts. It's
very important that they stay nice and clean."
"Dad, you always take good care of me. I will tell Mom only the best things
about you," he very proudly exclaimed.
He went into the bathroom, took the towel off from around his waist and
plunked into the bath. "Water's really nice, Dad."
"Good. I'll just sit here and read a bit while you're in there. Then you
can come out and eat with me."
A few minutes passed and I heard Robby calling me. "Dad, come here for a
second. The soap fell out of the tub. Will you pick it up for me, please?"
I picked myself out of the soft easy chair and went into the bathroom. I
was a little taken aback by the vision of my son in the tub. He really had
grown. I noticed that he had begun to sprout his manly pubic hairs also. I
was proud. I picked up the soap and gave it to him. "Go on now and finish
your bath. I'm starving and I'm waiting for you."
"Hey, Dad. Remember how you used to let me take baths with you when I was
really little? I really liked that a lot. Do you want to come and have a
bath with me again?"
"Robby, you're almost 16! You're fully grown now. I can't do that. It's ...
like it's ... it's wrong. I mean ... well ... you have to be joking with
me, son." I felt a funny stirring in my groin. This is wrong! I told
myself. How can I be feeling this for my son?
"Naw, Dad. I always used to enjoy it so much and I don't care. Why are you
worried. I'm not going to hurt you or anything like that. I won't even tell
Mom. Hell, I know that she would be furious if she knew, right?"
"Boy, you're not kidding. And anyway, I think it's ridiculous." I had to
turn around quickly so that Robby couldn't see that I was beginning to tent
my pants a bit. I felt very strange.
"Hey ... are you embarrased to be with me? Why are you leaving?"
"Robby, it's not that I'm embarrassed. We're both guys. But ... but ...
you're not a little kid anymore. You know what I mean? You're grown up." I
desperately tried to hide my growing erection.
"Well, whose gonna wash my back then? Come on, Dad. It'd be really cool if
you came into the tub with me. I really want you to. Besides. I have tons
of questions to ask you. You're all grown up and I'm only beginning. I need
my teacher."
"Well, I'm not so sure about this Robby. I mean ..." He interrupted me.
"I guess you don't love me then. I need your help."
"Well, alright. But only for a few minutes, cause I want you to finish your
bath and get the hell out of there so that we can eat!"
I went into the bedroom in order to take off my clothes. I didn't know what
to do about my erection. I wanted Robby to notice it as it was natural, but
I didn't want him to know why I had the erection. My cock was fully
engorged now, the blood pulsing through every vein. I was dripping precum
already and I wanted to be in the tub with Robby in order to hide myself. I
hastily wrapped the towel around my waist and sort of held it out away from
my crotch with my hands in order to hide my desire. I reentered the
bathroom to see that Robby was standing up and washing his thighs.
"Come on in Dad ... the water's great," Robby said to me.
I stepped into the tub which was actually quite small so I had to rearrange
Robby's legs in order to sit so that he wouldn't see my erection, which was
getting harder and thicker by the second. He moved his legs between my
thighs and his one foot accidentally brushed against my engorged rod.
"Dad, I can feel that you're excited. I like the fact that I excite you.
That's one of the reasons that I wanted you to come into the tub with me. I
have so many questions. Like what is this stuff that is on my penis?" And
then Robby stood up and showed me what was most definitely drops of precum.
"Robby, that clear fluid is something which a lot of guys emit from their
penis when they're excited. It's called 'precum' and it actually helps you
when you are going to have intercourse with a woman as it lubricates her
vagina in order to help you enter her more easily."
"Do you ever get precum, Dad. I'd like to see your precum. Will it look
like mine? Will you show me your precum?"
"What kind of a stupid question is that, Robby? I'm a grown man, your
father, and you are my son. This sort of thing is not right!"
"Ah, shit Dad. This is ME you're talking to. Your son. What could be better
and more natural, huh"? He had a point there.
"OK. Only if you really want, Robby. Because this is sort of making me feel
a little strange being with you this way." I really didn't have to ask
Robby because he was beginning to get completely erect now and I found it
difficult. He was standing up in front of me with his boner sticking
straight out toward my face and I subconsciously had one hand on my own
pecker, jerking it and hoping that he wasn't seeing this.
"Yeah Dad! I'd love to see your precum. I love you and I wouldn't want you
to feel uncomfortable with me. I'm your son and you don't have to feel
funny. Go on Dad. Stand up and let me see you penis and your precum. Now
that I'm older, I like seeing guys without their clothes on. Rick and I
hang out at the gym all the time pretending not to look at the other guys
when they're changing, but we are always looking. Is that normal, Dad?"
"Sure, son. It's natural. We all did that as we were growing up. We always
like to compare ourselves to other people."
"Gee Dad. I want to be like you. You are so strong and I love your chest. I
want to work out so that my chest becomes just like yours. I also like the
way the hair on your chest goes around your nipples and then goes down
toward your abs. Stand up Dad and let me see your precum."
"Well ... only if you're positive, Robby. I'll be happy to show you."
"Right on, Dad! Yeah! I'd love to see your precum and if it's like mine."
"Only one thing, Robby. My penis is like yours now so don't feel
embarrassed. It's grown quite big which is also normal." I stood up over
top of him.
"Wow Dad! You look so great! I really want my penis to grow like yours.
Will my cock ... oops! ... errr ... my penis be like yours?"
"I hope so Robby. I want to be proud of my little boy."
I saw that Robby was jacking himself off while looking at me. He couldn't
take his eyes off my cockhead which was dripping with precum. I
instinctively picked it off with my hand and put my fingers to my lips.
"What did you do that for Dad? Why did you take the precum off your penis
and lick it? Does it taste good?"
"Yes it does. You can take your own precum and taste it if you'd like.
Don't worry. It's OK to eat your precum."
With that, Robby stood up and jacked some more. "I know that when I do this
Dad, my precum comes out faster." And I saw glistening drops of precum on
the magnificent mushroom-head of his cock. He picked it up with his finger
and immediately licked his finger off.
"Mmm. That tastes good Dad. Just a little salty. Does yours taste the same
way Dad? Can I taste your precum?"
"Well ... this IS a bit strange, but ... OK. Only if you want to son. But I
would really prefer not. This isn't right. Doesn't feel proper to me."
"I sure do, Dad! And don't feel bad. You're my Dad so what could be wrong?
You're not a bad person."
"OK, here ... here is some more of my precum." And I stroked my cock in
front of him. My precum was flowing like crazy now. He put his hand over
the head of my cock and wiped some of the precum off and put it on his
tongue and his tongue disappeared back in his mouth. He then licked his lips.
"God Dad. You taste great! Would you like to taste my precum? I really want
you to taste mine too. Here ... here is a lot coming out." And he took his
hand and scooped some of his precum onto his palm and held it out to me.
"Well, OK Robby." And I allowed him to put the palm of his hand up to my
mouth and I licked it all up. "Yours tastes great too, Robby. When you have
a girlfriend ... she is going to like your precum."
"Look, Daddy. You have even more precum. I want to taste some more! And I
don't even have to use my hand. Can I put it straight onto my tongue
instead?" Without my even answering, he got down onto his knees in front of
me and licked the precum off from the tip of my cock.
"Ahhhh! Ohhhh, Robby! That feels so goo ...."
"Dad look at you! Look at your face! You really liked it when I did that! I
want to feel good like that too. Will you lick my precum too! I love you
and I want to feel good too. Just like you, Dad!"
"Now we're really into a forbidden thing, kid. But oh, hell. What the heck!
Sure. Stand up and let me lick your precum and I'll show you how good you
can feel too!"
Robby stood up and I got down on my knees. I couldn't take this any longer.
I was so hot now and I felt that we were at a point of no turning back. He
was jacking off quite wildly now and his precum kept pouring out in
cascades. I put my lips to his mushroom head which was so beautiful now,
glistening with precum. I opened my mouth and just placed my open mouth
over his head without clamping down and licked the precum from his cock. I
also licked in his pisshole a little. He buckled and fell back against the
wall, moaning like crazy. And then his hands went behind my head and pushed
my head deeper over his cock, forcing his cock to go down my throat. That's
when I clamped right down on it.
"Oh God, son! This is great. I think we had better dry ourselves off and
move back into the bedroom. Forget our food right now. I want to teach you
some more things."
"Oh, Dad! I love you and want to make you so happy. Yes! Let's get on the
bed." And with no more words spoken, Robby quickly got out of the bath and
dried himself really quickly and he left the bathroom. I got out of the
bath and dried myself off. When I got back into the bedroom, he was already
lying on the bed on his stomach, his legs spread-eagled along the sides.
"Robby," was all I could say. I kneeled down by the side of the bed, both
hands reached up onto his body and I began to massage him from his neck
down to his buttocks, letting one hand slip down beneath his balls,
fondling the spot between his manhole and the bottom of his ballsac. He
groaned.
"Oh, Dad! I want you to lie on top of me. I want to feel your big, powerful
body on top of mine. I love you and I want you to protect me."
"Robby, I love you and I don't want to hurt you. But let me just get up
here on the bed with you and ..."
I climbed up onto the bed and straddled him on my knees, my hands rubbing
up and down his back and through the valley between his cheeks, letting a
finger probe around his puckered hole. I leaned over and kissed the back of
his neck and then brought my hands around and under his body in order to
rub his chest and tweak his little nipples. He turned over quickly without
warning while I was doing this. He threw his arms around my neck and pulled
my mouth to his. His tongue penetrated my mouth and I sucked on his tongue.
And then I let him suck my tongue. I was sucking and licking his inner
mouth for only a few minutes with one hand jacking my cock and taking the
precum and rubbing it onto his abdomen. I then licked up my own precum from
his abdomen and then moved my head down to his crotch, taking his entire
length into my throat, gently sucking on it.
"Oh, Dad .... suck my cock ... it feels soooo gooooood!" 
I continued to suck with all I had. Loving my son. My hands wandering now
over his entire, young body.
"Dad! I want to suck your cock now. Turn around and let me suck you. I want
to suck you and suck you. God, Dad! I love you! Fuck my mouth, Dad!
We definitely had reached the point of no return. I turned my body around
and I didn't waste any time in guiding my cock down his throat. I was
kneeling above him. He lay flat on the bed and I had positioned myself in
such a way that my knees were on either side of his head and my mouth
sucked his cock down my throat. I lowered and raised my hips in order to
fuck his mouth.
"Oh, Dad .... Dad!   DADDY!!!! I love you .... I feel soooo hot! I love the
feeling of your cock in my mouth. I want more precum. GIVE ME MORE PRECUM.
GIVE ME YOUR COCK!"
"Robby. Oh Robby! I love you too son. Just shut up and let's suck with all
we got and don't ever let go!"
We continued for about 5 minutes of just sucking and then he forced me
over, pushing me underneath him and he was leaning over on top of me. He
fucked my face with his cock and I kept gobbling his cock deeper. I
deep-throated him completely so that his cock and his balls together were
in my mouth. It took only a few seconds of this. I was so HOT and excited
and HOT AND HOT that I shot my entire load into his mouth and I could hear
his swallowing and moaning as I felt the bursts of his own cum hitting the
back of my throat. We sucked each other completely dry and then I turned
around and put my arms around him. We french kissed like this for another 5
minutes.
"Dad, let's wash ourselves off and then let's eat. After we eat, I want you
do do this again, but I want to know what it feels like with my cock in
your asshole, OK Dad?"
"Son, I'll let you do anything you want to me. I'm going to just lie on the
bed jacking off and you can do whatever you want to me!" We had both
entered into an area from which I saw would be difficult to turn back from.
This is the way it has been.

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I really hope you liked what you have read. If you would like to read more,
please write to me and tell me. I shall be happy to oblige.
natan10@hotmail.com

And don't be afraid to put your own fantasies and feelings down on paper.
It just happens to be wonderful therapy! If you like, you can write your
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