Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2009 07:22:06 -0800 (PST) From: Eddie Subject: Base Pleasures Warning: This story contains an incestuous relationship involving a minor and watersports. Base Pleasures by Eddie His hand, small and pale compared to my own, slides down my torso. It's only now, in the dark of the early morning, that I allow myself to give into such base pleasures. It's only now, before school buses or coffee, that I can forget whose tongue is wetting the underside of my cock. I moan, a rumbling thunder from my chest, and slide my fingers into silky flaxen hair. I let him do as he pleases. I don't protest as his mouth wanders down to my sac and then up to my nipples. He always gets me off in time (although on a few occasions his only breakfast was my spunk). He's been doing this, servicing my cock every morning, for almost a month now. He doesn't even sleep in his own room anymore and with his mother gone- why should he? I tell him to turn around, to straddle my face, so that I can get my mouth around that beautiful cock of his. It's only about four inches long, slender, with a slight downward curve and its base is snuggled in pubic hair so new that it's still soft. He slides it down my throat, his moan small and effeminate, and begins to rock his hips up and down. He takes my dick back into his mouth and moans around me, sending delicious vibrations through my body, and I work a saliva-lubricated finger into my son. He gasps, his head popping up, and starts rocking back on my finger. "Oh god, Dad, you're knuckles..." He rides my finger, and my face, with enthusiasm. He uses one hand to work my cock, I can feel his hair brushing the tip, but he's too distracted to get it back in his mouth. "Oh god... Oh god... Oh god..." I feel like he's worshiping me- that I'm his God. "Dad- I'm gonna.. unh..." I moan an affirmative around his dick to let him know that it's okay to shoot in my mouth- and then he does. He whimpers and sighs, I can feel his thighs shaking on my chest, then my mouth is full of his tart cum and I swallow it all. I keep him in my mouth as he goes soft. He's just laying on me, taking deep breaths, and I let him relish the feeling. After a minute he gets off of me and turns around to kiss me. "That felt so good." I smile. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, son." He starts to open his mouth to say something but blushes and turns away. "What is it, sport?" "You know that thing I did last week in the shower... can I do that again?" He still won't look at me. "Feeling thirsty this morning?" I can't help but smile. The previous week we'd taken our morning showers together as we fooled around, we were running a little late, and my kid drank my piss. It caught me completely by surprise. I had to piss so I just let go, like I always do in the shower, and some got on his leg. I didn't mean to. He was in between me and the drain and I was aiming down between us- but it really got his attention! He watched me piss for a few seconds and then stuck his hands in my stream. I'd heard of 'golden showers' but I'd never experimented with it. As soon as my son dropped to his knees and let the hot stream of my morning piss wash over his chest, the pink nipples causing the liquid to divert into two little streams, I knew I was a big fan. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen. I couldn't stop myself from egging him on. My voice was thick as I said; "Do you want to taste it?" He looked up at me, curious at a weird suggestion, but stuck out his tongue to catch some anyway. I guess he liked it because he took my cock in his mouth to drink the rest of my dwindling stream. When I was done he went straight into sucking my dick in earnest. I have to say it was one of our hottest mornings together ever. I didn't want to push him into anything too weird so I didn't bring it up again but I started looking into piss porn online and it really turned me on thinking about doing all those nasty things with my son. I can't tell you how happy I was to hear him say that he wanted to do it again. "Yea, I guess I must be, I really liked it last time." "Do you want to move into the shower then, bud?" I start to get up but he shakes his head. "Can we do it in here?" I look at his face, hopeful and embarrassed, and my dick throbs with want. "Alright, but you have to drink every drop. I don't want to have to wash the sheets." "I will! I promise." "Get down in between my legs and get ready." He positions himself on all fours between my legs with his face over my dick- just waiting for my piss. I rub the top of my dick head, I realize I really do have to go pretty badly, and it tingles. "Alright, put me in your mouth- quick!" He takes just the head of my cock into his mouth and waits, it only takes a few seconds, for his drink. I start to piss, at first just a dribble but building to a healthy stream, and my boy drinks it. He takes me deeper into his mouth so that my piss is pouring straight down his throat and moans around my shaft. It's so hot to watch his face and know that he's gulping down my piss; "Oh god, yeah, drink it all. Drink all of your daddy's piss..." I'm done right after that and he sits up and licks his lips. "My tummy is all warm and full." "Oh god..." I'm back to full mast almost instantly. I start to jack my dick while just looking at my son. "Do you want me to suck you off?" "No, just sit there, I want to look at you." I work one of my nipples, pinching and twisting, while I fist my cock. He just watches me, a look of fascination and lust on his sweet face, and rubs his hands on my thighs. I'm bucking my hips, really fucking my own fist, and grunting. Watching him drink my piss had really gotten me hot and I cum thinking about it. I let out a guttural; "FUCK" and shoot sticky strands of spunk into my belly hair. I flop my arms down on the bed and sigh contentedly. This is a great way start to the day. "Can I lick it up?" "Of course! Growing boys need a nutritious breakfast." I give my son a broad smile.