Literotic asexstories – Daddy Loves His Son’s Cock by VCDC,VCDC The north shore of Oahu in Hawaii is one of the best spots in the world for challenging surfing. It was Cole’s dream to surf there one day.
For a belated 18th birthday present – three months till his 19th – we took him there. He was over the top excited about it and so thankful that Mom and Dad would give him such a cool birthday present.
On the first day, they closed the beach for surfing. You could still surf but at your own risk. I could see why. The waves were out of this world.
Only the professionals risked it. We forbade Cole from doing it as the forecast was manageable waves the rest of the week.
We decided to lay on the beach, read books and soak in the amazing sight of the colossal waves. It was hot so we wore our beachwear swimsuits. Mom in a conservative one piece as usual, me in mid-thigh shorts.
She and I were dressed and ready to go with our beach gear. Cole was taking a long time.
‘Cole, come on. What’s the problem? Are you OK?’
‘I will be right out.’
Mom and I were talking about dinner possibilities when we heard his bedroom door close. I saw him out of the corner of my eye.
Then Sheila saw him and exclaimed, ‘Is that the only swimsuit you have?’
I looked, it was the smallest swimsuit I have ever seen, more like a thong with strings. And it was tight, tight against his penis. The shaft and head easy to make out.
I thought to myself, look at the size of it. I was intrigued. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. So big, so thick, the head so well defined. I was staring at it, thinking how much I would like to see it free from the swimsuit prison.
‘Mom, it’s what’s everyone is wearing on this beach. I saw the pictures in the resorts website. Dad, wait till you see what the women wear.’
He is assuming I am attracted to women, I am not so sure anymore.
‘Can you at least wear a robe over that… over your… over your big…’
She stopped talking. Sheila was uncomfortable seeing her son’s penis — I think. Maybe she felt a tingle or two and was feeling ashamed.
‘I can, but I will take it off on the beach anyway.’
She turned, grabbed her beach gear and headed to the door. She stopped — I swear — to look at it again. I don’t blame her, I was enjoying the view, although a naked view would be better for me.
‘Well come on.’ She held the door open waiting for him.
The view of his back was just as exciting. One string hidden between his firm, rounded cheeks, joined in a T onto the left and right strings from the front. I had an urge to slap his ass for some reason.
Sheila looked down. I thought at first to avoid eye contact with Cole, then it dawned on me she sought a close up view of our son’s huge penis.
She got it.
She audibly sighed. Maybe she will want sex tonight for the first time in a year.
I would like sex tonight too, but not with her. What a dirty, taboo thought. It made me smile.
***
It was a nice beach, I was surprised to see a nice mix of parents and kids. A couple that looked our age set up a respectable distance but close enough to wave and say hi. We waved back.
He looked pretty athletic, a muscular chest, large thighs. Short swim trunks loosely fit. Something us old guys would wear.
His wife, I guess his wife, was provocatively dressed in a small bikini, not a string bikini but pretty close. She had a trim body as well. Her blond hair pulled up into a ponytail pulled through a LA Dodger baseball cap. Our baseball team!
A girl about Cole’s age stopped to talk to them. She was in a string bikini, one that actually caught my attention. Large breasts contained by small pieces of cloth. Strings holding the bottom in place.
Her parents, I guess her parents, said something to her. She turned toward us to wave and say hi. She walked over. I could clearly see her pussy lips. I had to look away.
‘Hi, I am Jan. Those are my parents Bill and Linda. So weird to say their names instead of Mom and Dad.’
Just then Cole came back from his swim, his swimsuit wet, clinging tighter to his large cock. I had an urge to touch it, to see if it was real.
Sheila said, ‘Jan, nice to meet you. This is our son Cole.’
Jan’s eyes went immediately to the soaked white swimsuit, filled to the brim with Cole’s package.
‘Hi Jan, nice to meet you.’ Cole politely said.
He put out his hand to shake. At first she didn’t know what to do, then shook it.
Taking a step back, he wildly shook his head, his long blonde hair shedding the water, landing on her breasts.
‘Oh shit, I am sorry Jan, trying to get the water out of my ears.’
He took his towel and began dabbing her breasts to soak up the water.
She loved it, letting him touch her. Smiling ear to ear.
‘Oh, I am sorry, here, you should probably do that.’
He handed her the towel. I wonder if she was going to offer to towel him off, especially his soaking wet swimsuit. But she didn’t.
‘Thanks Cole.’
Jan asked, ‘Do you like volleyball? A bunch of us surfer crazies are going to play right over there. See the guys are setting up the net. Would you like to join us? I will introduce you to my girlfriends.’
‘Yeah, yeah sure unless Mom and Dad have plans for me.’
Sheila spoke first, ‘No, go ahead and hang out with Jan and her friends.’
‘Ok, let’s go.’
Jan took his hand and led him toward the group congregating by the net. She was staking out her claim on Cole for sure.
Sheila was beaming with joy. She was worried that Cole never had a girlfriend and wondered if he ever will. I had my suspicions about what he really liked — males, but I had no evidence of that.
Sheila was reading her book. I watched the volleyball game. Just like Cole explained to us, everyone matched the dress code his described.
I noticed all the girls paid more attention to Cole, then the other guys. He was indifferent. When he and one of the guys made a play to get a point, he was very interested in him, talking, high fiving, slapping each other on the butt cheeks. He looked so happy.
The one guy in particular, he conversed with after every point, sometimes it was face to face, the sides of their bodies facing me. At my distance, they looked naked. Both had nicely round cheeks jutting out from the strings.
A rush of excitement took me over, my penis growing. Turn towards me, turn towards me, I need to see the front view.
Maybe I have some mental power, they turned towards me, their packages daring me to come over and touch them. I haven’t been this excited in years.
Something new was awakened, something exciting, something desirable. My mind raced forward with all the erotic possibilities going beyond just seeing what was hidden. Touching, caressing, tasting, swallowing — a whole new world. A new me.
My reverie was interrupted.
‘Hi, I am Bill, and this is Linda.’
I was so focused on the game I didn’t notice them walking up.
‘Sheila and Justin. I am Justin.’
They both laughed at my silly joke. They both looked even better close up. I stole a look at his package, not close to the surface of his loose fitting trunks. Too bad. Go get it wet I thought.
Bill looked over at the volleyball game.
‘They probably don’t need us, and probably don’t want us around, how about we go to the beach bar?’
Sheila said, ‘I am in. Let’s go. This book is boring.’
The tiki motif bar was crowded with people our age. Kind of surprised, none of them looked, nor dressed like surfers. I was a surfer, but I wasn’t dressed like one today.
We scored a table for four and started drinking — it was only 1 PM!
They were from Beverly Hills. We were not but we shared a passion for the Dodgers.
We were having a great time talking, even though they probably had tons of money, they were so down to earth. After covering all the kids’ stuff, Linda and Sheila soon started up their own conversation as did Bill and me.
Sheila was having fun, hadn’t seen her so animated in a long time. It was fun talking to Bill, sports, business even politics, we were aligned on all topics. He was smart and I found him attractive. The new me. I wonder how soft his lips are and how hard his dick gets.
A band showed up, They setup and started playing. Too loud, I could barely hear Bill. Sheila and Linda had the same problem.
Bill pulled all of us close enough so we could hear him.
‘Let’s get out of here, I can’t hear myself think let alone talk. We can go to our suite.’
Linda piped in, ‘Come on, it’s the Presidential Suite, it’s great! Bill went all out this time.’
I looked at Sheila, she nodded.
‘Let’s go.’ I said.
***
Wow, what a suite. More like a penthouse condo.
Bill did the tour. Spacious living room, formal dining, gourmet kitchen, a real bar, immense patio with an infinity pool with a Pacific view.
Four bedrooms, all master bedrooms, four post king size plus beds with ensuite baths with marble tubs and walk in showers.
Maybe we can move in with them. Hah, hah.
Linda and Sheila were inseparable during the tour. Linda sheparding Sheila around, linked arms. Seemed strange to me. Not like Sheila.
We landed at the bar. Bill played bartender and lined up shots of tequila.
‘To the Dodgers!’ Bill toasted.
Another shot lined up.
‘To Shohei!’ I toasted.
Another shot.
‘To new friends!’
Sheila toasted.
Another shot.
‘To group sex!’
Linda toasted.
It took a minute for it to sink in, did she just toast group sex?
Bill asked me, ‘So what do you think about this hotel?’
‘It’s great,’ I said in slurred words. I was drunk.
Bill placed his hand on my shoulder, moving in close. I could smell the tequila on his breath.
‘So many swingers, I love this place.’
‘What did you say?’
‘So many swingers. You guys knew this was a swingers hotel right?’
I didn’t know, Sheila made the arrangements. I looked at her.
She spoke, ‘Yes of course we knew Bill.’
She took Linda’s hand and stood up.
‘Linda, lead the way.’
Linda led her to a bedroom and closed the door.
Sheila! Sheila booked us into a swingers hotel? Oh my god. We haven’t had sex in a year and now she is going to bed with a female that she just met.
You know, I like the new Sheila.
Bill came around to sit next to me on the stool. He took hold of my hands, leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back.
‘Pick your bedroom, they are all comfortable, all have toys if you prefer that.’
‘Bill, you pick.’
What am I saying? Am I agreeing to have sex with him?
Wait! I am fine with that. That’s what the new me seeks.
He took me by the hand and led me to the master bedroom. So big, so elegant. The bed coverings puffy and comfortable looking.
Bill led us to the side of the bed. He sat next to me.
He kissed me, placing his hand on my penis. He moved up and down on it, inspiring a quickly growing erection.
‘I sense you have never done this before Justin.’
‘Yes, it is true, but I want to Bill.’
‘Ok, I will take control. Sorry, that didn’t sound right.’
‘Bill, it is Ok, take control, I am fine with that.’
‘You will like it. I am very good. You will not forget your first time.’
I heard moaning, then screams of joy from the next bedroom. Was that Sheila I heard?
Bill heard it too and said, ‘Linda is very good too.’
He stood in front of me, removed his Hawaiian shirt, pulled the strings on his shorts that dropped them to the floor. A white thong revealed, filled with his erection.
Bill looked at his thong, ‘Justin, could you please pull it down?’
I nodded and shifted forward on the bed. I slipped my hands under the narrow bands on his hips and pulled it down.
There it was. A hard cock inches from me. I wasn’t sure what to do with it.
Bill did. He gripped his cock and moved it up to my lips.
‘Justin, take it slow, just lick it, then kiss it. Do what seems natural to you.’
I did, I was getting really excited, I reached down to touch my growing erection. Bill saw that.
‘Take it in your mouth Justin.’
Once again, I complied.
‘Lick the head, suck on the head Justin.’
I was getting into to it. I took control. I held the bottom of the shaft. I took the head and part of the shaft into my mouth. I moved up and down on it.
I was so fucking turned on. I continued the motion. I cupped his balls. I kept moving deeper on the shaft. I grasped his cheeks, pulling him further into me,
I had him. I kept up with the motion for minutes which I had seen so many times on porn videos.
I tried to deep throat him, no go, but it was enough to trigger his orgasm.
‘Jesus Justin, I am fucking cumming.’
He held onto to my shoulders.
He pulled my head down onto this cock as he streamed spurt after spurt inside my mouth.
He kept pumping until he didn’t.
‘Justin, that was awesome. And this is your first time?’
‘Yep.’
I think I have a hidden talent.
Some of his cum had leaked out onto my lips and down to my chin. I tiny drop suspended there defying gravity.
The ladies walked in holding hands, both of them naked.
Bill said, ‘I have an idea. The couple next door swing too. We spent last night with them. He is an amazing.’
‘Justin, what do you think about going to their room? He and I double team your cock.’
‘Sounds great.’
‘The ladies can do a threesome here, ‘
Linda said yes and then looked at Sheila.
‘Sheila?’
She vigorously shook her head yes, huge smile on her face.
‘Oh yeah, let’s do it Linda.’
***
It was our last night at the swingers hotel. Sheila left to meet with Linda, Bill might join them.
I was turned off by Bill. The night before last he was rough, too rough for me.
Cole was a little down. His friend from the volleyball game left yesterday.
‘Cole, are you OK?’
‘I am just a little bummed about Will leaving. We had some much fun together.’
‘What did you do together?’
He hesitated.
‘Go on, you can tell your Dad.’
‘We… we kissed. We kissed a lot.’
Bingo, I knew it.
‘And I liked it a lot.’
‘Did you do anything else?’
I was fishing for more detail, like handjob, blowjob, anal, whatever. Excitement rippled through my balls.
‘He really wanted to. I told him no, even though I had the urge to do more..’
‘What held you back?’
‘Dad, I have never done anything like that. He told me he had several partners back home. He is experienced, I have none.’
‘Son, you can’t have experience if you don’t start sometime.’
‘I know. It is just that someday if I get together with Will, I need to have some experience at everything,’
He went to his room.
I drummed my fingers on my lips, tempted to suck on them.
Maybe I can help him.
***
Two months later. Will was in such good spirits. I had to ask.
‘Cole, what’s up? You have been in such a good mood lately.’
‘Dad, Will is coming to LA by himself for my birthday! Well actually two weeks after it.’
‘Wow, that’s great. Are you getting together?’
‘Yes. I will spend the night with him in his hotel room. I know what that means. We are going to have sex! I am so excited but scared. I still don’t have any experience. I need some before I see him.’
Here is my chance.
I sat next to him on the couch and put my arm around him. I kissed him on the cheek.
‘Cole, let me help you with that.’
‘Dad, what do you mean?’
Here we go, this could be a booming success or a disaster that he reports to Sheila.
Using his words, ‘You and I can get together.’
I let that soak in.
He turned his head to me. He was smiling.
‘I would like that Dad.’
He put his arms around me and kissed me on the lips. He was good at that.
‘Can we start tonight? ‘
I had to think fast, I had to be sure if I was ready to have sex with my son.
I just made up a reason to delay.
‘In 8 days it would be your birthday. One of your presents will be a get together. A whole day of sex.’
‘I like that thought, but why wait? Give it to me early.’
Think, think… I got it.
‘To get ready, you need to look at porn videos. There are bound to be Dad and Son videos. It will give you tips on how to give and how to receive.’
‘Ok, that makes sense. I don’t like it, but it makes sense.’
***
It was time for rehearsal. I had the timing down to the minute.
Wakeup twenty minutes ahead of time. Take a quick shower, try not to think about the rest of the morning, keeping my hand in check.
Towel off, don’t spend a lot of time drying off my erection. The soft towel such a temptation.
Dress in my red jockstrap. Don the short terry cloth robe. Adjust it in the mirror, baring my chest, insure the red cloth has a hint of visibility,
Head to his room at 6:10 AM, listen for his alarm set for 6:09. It was playing his wake up song — Lola.
Enter the room, sit on the edge of the bed. Wait for a reaction to the change of the mattress, two bodies instead of one.
He awoke, laying on his back. Like me, he slept naked.
Can’t control which way he will be lying. If next weekend he is on his stomach, I will gently roll him on his back.
‘Dad? Are we starting early? I thought I had to wait a week.’
Moving in closer, I let him examine my bare chest and appreciate the red jockstrap bulging out with my manhood. In a week to be shared with my son.
I placed his matching jockstrap on the night table. I disrobe slowly, once again standing there letting him soak in the sight of Daddy’s jockstrap restrained cock.
‘Dad, I need to see it.’
He pulled off the sheets and comforter. Enabling me to admire his large, limp penis. So much like mine, thankfully he got the big cock DNA from me.
‘No son, stay in bed.’
‘Wait on second thought, sit on the edge of the bed. Take off my jockstrap for me please.’
This was not in the plan, but plans change. He will like this. An early birthday present.
He was so excited having never seen someone else’s penis up close, let alone a hard, thick erection.
I knew the jockstrap was a little too small, I need to get a larger size for both of us. I like the look of the erection pushing the cloth out, the outline of the head more visible not plastered against my balls.
‘Take it slow Cole, don’t just yank it down. Inch it down slowly, spend a few seconds enjoying that part of Daddy.’
He needed to see the whole length, the thickness of it, the size of the head. With practice, he will be able to take it all in. It will be fun teaching him, a willing student.
I love the view of his long blond hair surrounding his handsome face. Hair strands crossing in front of his crystal blue eyes.
I watched as he placed his hands on my hips, slipping his fingers inside the band. He shifted back for a moment, so I looked down, hoping to get a glance of his penis. I was not disappointed. He was hard, his cock pointing up.
I stared down at the head, its size rivaled mine. Not sure if he was at full erection — yet.
I was looking forward to taking all of his manhood in my mouth and down my throat. We will get there overtime, need to go slow.
He wasn’t listening, pulling the jockstrap down quickly, my cock snapped up, coming to rest inches from his lips. He started to move forward to take it in his mouth.
I backed away. He looked so disappointed. I have seen that look before when I took away his car keys.
‘No son, not today, we have to wait a week. You know that.’
‘But Dad, can’t we just start now? I have so much to learn from you. Let’s start today, Mom won’t be home till tomorrow.
A tempting thought, my cock deep in his mouth, then his ass. I had to be strong and say no.
‘No, we agreed that once you turned 19, we would begin. We will have all the time in the world to enjoy and learn together. It is only one more week.’
No change in the disappointed look.
‘Today, we can cuddle and kiss, if that’s OK with you.’
His response — move back to the middle of the bed, pulling the sheets over him. His cock created a sizeable tent. I could see the outline of the head, a little stain in the sheet growing in front of my eyes.
Stepping out of my jockstrap, I sat on the edge of the bed. He rolled onto his side, away from me. Not happy with me.
I pulled up the sheet and slid in behind him. Maybe I can give him a little something to change his attitude.
Laying on my side, I draped my arm across his smooth chest and pulled in close to him. I nuzzled his neck.
He pushed my arm away. I held my position, maybe this will work.
I forced my erection in between his cheeks. I moved back and forth feeling the slight friction of his firm buttocks. He liked it. He raised up his top leg spreading the cheeks further apart.
Taking holding of my erection, I focused on moving just the head up and down on the separation between his spread cheeks.
I stopped at the top and slowly dragged it down all the way to his scrotum to poke it. Reversing the path, stopping at his sphincter, I pushed the head against it.
‘Dad, put it in, please put it in. Fuck me, please!’
I pushed in just a little further, not much in the grand scheme of things and stopped. He pushed back trying to force me in, I held his buttocks so he couldn’t do that.
Holding that position, slightly in, but not really. When I moved my arm back to his chest, I fingered his nipples until hard.
I kissed him on the neck. He smelled great. Something in the cologne triggered the next level of excitement. I had to pull my cock back, I had to hold up my part of the commitment as well.
He layed flat on his back on again.
I placed my lips on his lips. They were surprisingly soft. We gently kissed. He resigned himself to kissing and cuddling.
I enjoyed the kissing. The gentleness a turn on for me. He opened up his mouth, presenting his tongue right onto my lips, I kissed it, I sucked on it, I pressed my lips harder against his.
He wrapped his arms around my back. He sought out my tongue with his. He licked it then sucked on it.
Stop! Stop! My inner voice told me. This is going too fast for me, I am tempted to break our agreement and start the experience now.
He will enjoy seeing his penis disappear in his Dad’s mouth. My fantasy for months – what it would feel like having his big head spread open my throat?
Let’s start there.
Go for it! I told myself. I shouldn’t but I grasped the base of his erection. I started to move down to take it in my mouth, I was so turned on. Yes, suck your son’s cock, he will love it and more importantly I will love it.
He grabbed my arm to stop me.
‘Dad, you need to keep the commitment too. Right?’
‘Yes, yes you are right.’
‘Dad, I would like nothing more than to start now, but we agreed. We agreed to start at 6:10 AM next Saturday when I am officially 19.’
‘It was a stupid idea on my part,’ I said.
‘Dad, come on. We can wait, let’s do more cuddling, that was fun. I was turned on too.’
‘OK.’
Now I sounded like the 10 year old finally resigned himself to the fact that he would have to wait for his birthday presents.
We embraced face to face hugging each other, our erections side by side trapped between our stomachs.
‘Dad let’s just stay in bed and do this all morning. I really like kissing you.’
It was fun for me too. We were in such an intimate situation. I needed to enjoy that aspect too.
He kissed me with those soft lips, so gently. We kept the lid down on passionate kissing, no French kissing. Just affectionate, loving kisses.
As we kissed, we explored each other’s bodies, steering clear of the erection zone.
His muscled back, his firm buttocks and back of his thighs receiving most of my attention although I liked running my fingers through his blond hair.
So soft, I don’t know how he does it spending so much time in the water.
I loved this, it was a turn on, but like a couple of teenagers engaged in kissing, we knew we would go no further.
‘Cole, what do you think about going surfing today? You and me?’
‘Dad, that’s a great idea. Let’s go.’
He literally jumped out of bed.
‘Whoa cowboy! Can you try on your jockstrap? Mine is too tight. Pretty sure yours will be tight too. My thought — a little looser for ‘growth’. I like the look of the erection filling it out horizontal.’
‘Sure Dad.’
I sat on the edge of the bed, he stood in front of me. This might be a mistake, his package right there in front of me. The large head, thick shaft above his big balls. He had the remnants of the erection. I need to at least touch it.
Grabbing the jockstrap from the nightstand, I motion him in closer. I bent over bringing the jockstrap to the floor. In the process, my cheek came to rest against his cock head. All I had to do was turn my head and my lips would be right on it. I resisted.
‘Step into it, one leg at a time Cole.’
Placing his hands on my shoulders to steady his stance, he lifted his left leg and pushed it through. I pulled that side up a little. Right leg up and in.
I took my time pulling the jockstrap up, clearing the calves, the knees and finally the thighs. Here we go.
Pulling up by the waist band I hit his semi-hard cock pushing it upward. There was only one thing to, something I was happy to do.
I took hold of his cock — oh I so wanted to stroke it — and pushed it gently inside the strap. I arranged it so it pointed down. I pushed it between his legs to allow me to finish pulling up the waistband to its rightful spot.
One final touch of his cock.
‘There! What do you think Cole?’
No response. He had to be thinking about me handling him. The first time someone touched him there.
‘Cole, do you think it is too tight?’
‘Oh yeah Dad, too tight. Can you put yours on for pictures?’
‘Sure.’
Retrieving his phone, he watched and admired me as I donned my jockstrap.
‘Let’s kiss while showing off… you know.’
We faced each other and kissed leaving room to show up the jockstrap restrained erections. We held the pose while he took the photo as a selfie.
Rearranging his cock, the head poked out the top of the waistband.
‘Dad, kneel in front of me, kiss me down… you know… right on the head.’
I kneeled in front of him, I kept my hands low to make sure I didn’t block the view as I placed my tongue on his cock head.
Another selfie photo but close up this time of just my tongue on his cock.
I did it, I loved it.
Final pose he said.
‘Dad, take it off and lay on the bed on your side, hold the bottom of your cock. Stroke it to get it big. Make sure I can see your balls. Big smile.’
He took off his jockstrap as well. That will help get me excited.
I supported my head with my left hand and stroked myself with the right. It didn’t take long for full erection.
‘Hold it right there Dad. Good! Great pose.’
‘Cole can we do one more?’
‘Sure.’
‘I will kneel in front of you, taking your cock in my mouth. You will take the picture from above, I will look up into the phone. OK with that?’
Thought he would. Give him a little more to think about.
‘Yes, of course!’
I quickly assumed the position. It felt so good to feel the big head just inside me. He took his time taking the photo, letting us enjoy it. Several photos, slightly different poses.
Photo shoot complete.
‘Dad, can you take it in further for another photo?’
‘Not right now Cole. Let’s go surfing,’ I said.
We would later regret taking those pictures.
***
We celebrated two days earlier as Sheila was heading out of town to see her Mom — yeah! She will be gone for a day.
This could not have worked out better. I will have at least one day alone with my Cole. My balls tingled thinking about it.
We went out to early dinner, and I gave Cole his gift when we returned. Cole and I would drive her to the airport in Cole’s birthday gift — a Tesla.
I had a special gift for him that will wait till Sheila is gone.
He drove to the airport in his new car. We dropped Sheila at the curb, hugs and kisses — Bon Voyage!
I looked at Cole as he hugged his Mom, that tingle in my balls returned.
Small talk on the way back, planning things to do while she was gone although I suggested we maximize our time together.
I put my hand on his thigh, ‘You know why don’t you?’
‘Yep, if we never left your bed I would be perfectly happy.’
I kissed him on the cheek.
‘I have a special gift for you when we get back.’
‘Dad, what is it?’
‘Just wait. Be patient.’
***
We opened a bottle of wine and sat on the couch. He initiated the kissing and light petting. Something about his kissing just turned me on. I tried to hide my erection, but he saw it.
He rubbed it through my pants. I didn’t stop him once again thinking about dropping the self-imposed start time. The idea was to build suspense and make the first time event exciting due to anticipation.
He kept rubbing, my hard on screaming to be let loose. I should have stopped him, but I didn’t. I am so weak.
‘Dad, what do you think about mutual masturbation? We would take care of ourselves while we watched the other?’
‘Great idea, but it will make it worse for me.’
‘Ok. Are you forgetting something? Special gift?’
‘Oh yeah.’
I handed him an envelope. On it I had written ‘To my son who I love dearly.’ On the bottom of the envelope ‘To be shared’
‘This is exciting, I am going to my room to open it alone.’
‘That’s fine, I am going to bed.’
***
I performed my nightly get ready for bed routine. In the closet I hung what I could wear again and the rest into the laundry basket. Naked and ready for bed.
I slipped under the soft silk sheets. I just love the feeling of the sheets caressing my whole body. I took my penis and moved the underside of it back and forth against the sheets, it always made me hard.
I wonder if Cole was coming to tell me good night. One of his soft kisses would be welcome. I hope he likes the gift. If he doesn’t I will go myself.
I hear him coming. He entered the room naked. Yes, better than a kiss.
‘Thank you, thank you Dad, I love it! When can we go? Tomorrow maybe?’
I had printed ‘free admission for two’ to one of the well-known men’s only bathhouses. It was a nice looking card. Looked authentic.
‘Cole, let’s use it in maybe a month or so after we start… you know.’
‘Having sex? Ok, but isn’t a bathhouse all about sex with people of like minds like us? Can’t we start early?’
‘Yes, but we need to spend time together as a couple and then go for variety.’
He noticed my erection. He laid across my legs, his head right below my tent. He pulled my tent around me.
He asked, ‘Can we just drop this silly constraint? I don’t know about you, but I am ready Dad. Ready to learn, ready to please you and be pleased. If we start tonight we will have a day without Mom around. Doesn’t that make sense?’
‘It does makes sense. I am ready too. Fuck the constraint. I would rather have you fuck me. Come here.’
As he moved to lie next to me, I threw off the sheets.
No affectionate kissing, but passionate kissing, tongue sucking deep in each other’s mouth kissing. Hands roaming all over our bodies but seeking out the erect, hard, thick, prize possession aching for the right touch. Sex denied no more.
I left his embrace to spread his legs wide for me. My hands on the inside of his thighs. The tall erection blocking the view of the one I truly love and desire. I cupped his large ball sack. I took hold of the bottom of his impressive erection. I moved in close to kiss the head of my son’s dick.
I peeked up above what is now my prize possession. I looked him in the eye.
‘Cole, are you sure you want to do this? And not just this time, but every time we are together alone?’
‘Dad, there is nothing else than can make me happier.’
‘Ask me Cole, ask me to do it.’
‘Dad, please take me in your mouth, lick it, suck on it, make me cum, make me cum wherever you want me to. In your mouth, on your face, on your chest… even in your…’
‘Promise me we will always be together, nothing, nobody will interfere. Not even Will.’ I asked.
‘Dad, I promise. Do it, suck my cock, please suck my cock. I am so ready.
Both of us naked in the same bed, father and son committed to having sex with each other. Not once, but forever. I have waited so long. This is the first time with him but not first time for me performing fellatio.
We will learn together what we like from each other. It is time to start.
Face to face on the bed, hand on each other’s erection, we kissed on the lips. I kissed his neck and used my free hand to play with his nipples.
‘Dad, Dad, let’s do something. You have me so turned on.’
I rose from the bed and guided him to stand in front of me.
I dropped to my knees, his erection at the right height for my open mouth. I pulled him into it, the head resting on my tongue. Closing my mouth around the head, I gently sucked on it.
‘Oh yeah, yes, Dad suck on it!’
I stayed on it for a while, then slowly pulled back, letting loose of my son’s stiff penis.
‘Dad, why did you stop?’
‘Let’s get back on the bed Cole. More comfortable for me and more pleasurable for you.’
We sat on the edge of the bed. Kissing again, hands exploring each other bodies.
‘Cole, get in front of me.’
I couldn’t quite decide how to proceed. It is my first time with him.
He stood up, moved in front of me, and dropped to his knees. He moved in close, wrapped his hand around the bottom of my erection and attempted to take it inside those soft lips.
‘No Cole. Stand up, I am going to take care of you first.’
I have waited three months for this moment, I refuse to wait any longer for the feel of my son’s erection deep in my mouth and lodged in my throat.
‘Oh, I misunderstood Dad.’
Now he was in position. I licked my lips subconsciously as I examined all aspects of his penis. The slit that will be the exit point for his load of cum that streams down my throat.
The smooth skin of the head connected to the thicker skin, defining the corona sitting on top of the thick shaft.
I lifted up the shaft to look at the sensitive skin area on the bottom of the head. Smooth with little wrinkles running up to the bottom of the corona.
Pushing the whole erection to the side, I looked up and down the shaft, the thin skin covering the caverns that were are already filled with blood, blood that is trapped, veins blocked, keeping the blood in, stiffening the shaft.
I left the edge of the bed to kneel in front of Cole. As I pushed his erection against his body, his scrotum came into view. Surprisingly smooth, especially the area surrounding the abnormally large testicles.
I couldn’t stop myself from licking before taking one ball in my mouth, sucking on it, drawing it away from the base of the erection.
‘Dad, do the other one, I like that feeling.’
How could I refuse him? Doing something I love to do anyway. I held onto the other ball longer after pulling it down. I sucked on it. The tip of my tongue, flicking around the bottom of this testicle.
He liked it.
‘Oh man, this feeling is out of this world.’
Moving to the base of his shaft, I placed my upper lip and lower lip strategically placed around the length of it. Moving up, stopping short of the head, and down to the base of his erection, I applied a layer of saliva.
‘Dad, I can’t believe we are finally doing this. Thank you, thank you.’
No need to respond. Pulling back I reviewed my work. The shaft was wet and oh so desirable to me.
I stood up to kiss Cole keeping the constant contact going with my hand. We reversed stance, Cole now in front of the bed. I applied pressure to his shoulders to back him up onto the bed. I held onto him to ease him down. My new position laying on my son, his hard on up against my stomach, mine below his ball sack between his legs.
I broke my embrace to kiss and lick my way down his neck, his chest, his nipples, his stomach, his pelvis.
I moved down into cocksucking position. Spreading his legs to position me just below his glistening wet erection, I ran my fingers along the inside of his thighs, from erection base to a foot below., then back up.
Placing a hand on each side of the thick shaft, the inside of my hands touching, surrounding the shaft. My thumbs hung down resting on his ball sack.
He shifted, an adjustment, an anticipation of his Dad about to finally pleasure his manhood.
A Dad who will bring him to orgasm with the sensual relief of ejaculating a load of his 19 year old semen into a 50 year old mouth and throat.
Kisses applied to the inside of one thigh, then the other, licks completing a full circle on the shaft just above my hands.
Pausing to appreciate the close up view of the cock I have desired for months, I was ready to please my precious son.
A son with such a large penis and set of balls that will be at my beck and call here on out.
With his erection supported and trapped by my hands, my tongue ready to insure he stays wet. Stay wet for the lubrication I need to do what I need to do, make my son cum in my mouth.
I flattened out my tongue at the base and slowly licked upward taking my time to reach the beautiful, exciting head.
‘Oh Dad, you are driving me sex crazed. Take me in your mouth, suck my cock, make me cum Dad, make me cum.’
I reached the top and swirled the head adding a layer of my natural lubricant all around it.
Up to this point, lying almost flat, time to reposition to place my mouth above the head. I noticed the precum leaking ever so slowly out on the tip. I used my thumb to spread it around the head.
I hovered above the head, still leaking precum, clear strings from the exit to the edge of the head. I kissed the head once, then again.
I slowly lowered my open mouth down on it and closed my lips below the thick bottom skin. I pulled back.
‘Dad, Dad, come on, please come on.’
Back down again, this time playing with the head with my tongue, tasting the precum. Back up again.
Back on it, forcing the cock head against the inside of my cheek, I moved sideways, back and forth, the underside of the head getting a dose of friction.
‘Please Dad, I can’t stand it. I feel like I should fuck your face if you won’t suck me off.’
I love it, I had him where I wanted.
Back down, lower down the shaft, slowly back up and off.
Down again, a little further down. Back up slow, but not off. Back down again, lower.
Up and down slowly then changing speed, working up and down rapidly. Stroking the remainder of the shaft with one hand, playing with his balls with the other.
Deeper plunges, adjusting the hand stroking to accommodate. Faster, deeper plunges, caressing his balls, then gently squeezing one then the other.
Last set of plunges, hand out of the way, getting closer to the bottom with each plunge, feeling his cock head at my throat entrance.
Final plunge, lips smashing against his skin, his cock head spreading open my throat opening. I didn’t move up, instead a waggled my head back and forth allowing my throat to wrap tighter around his cock.
His contorted face moving back and forth on the bedsheets, his hands gripping the sheets, pulling them, his face looking pained, not pain, but absolute pleasure.
‘I can’t do it, I can’t hold back. Look out Dad! I am cumming.’
I didn’t move. First ejaculation spraying the back of my throat. I felt the pumping of his following spurts, more warm semen elixir coating my throat. I pulled up a little to catch at least a partial load in my mouth. He slowed down to a trickle. I swallowed all of it.
Crawling up next to him, arm across his chest, I kissed him on the cheek.
‘Dad, that was amazing. I need to do something for you.’
‘Cole, would you like to try anal?’
‘Yes! Let’s do that! Good for you and me.’
From the bedside table drawer, I picked out the lube.
‘Let’s sit on the edge of the bed son.’
We kissed a little.
‘It might hurt the first time. This…’
I held up the tube.
‘Will help. Can you apply it to me? Then I will apply it to you.’
He took the tube and squirted a lot on his hand. He held my erection at the bottom with one hand and applied the lube with the other up and down my shaft including the head. I closed my eyes, it felt so good when he stroked me with the lube.
‘That’s good son. Now let’s do you. Lay on your stomach.’
He did. I coated my fingers with the lube. I attempted to reach in and apply it to his sphincter, but it wasn’t working.
‘Cole, get on your knees, raise up your bottom for me. Spread your cheeks open as far as you can.’
That worked, full access to the entry hole for my cock. I took my time applying the lube around the outside of his brown eye. Moving inward to the opening, I massage in the lube to the very outside of the opening, then I pushed in with my lube covered finger.
I moved the finger in and around like I was stirring a drink.
‘Oh my, that feels so good,’ Cole said.
‘Cole, I think we are ready. Keep that position, keep your cheeks wide for me.’
Rubbing my erection up and down his cheeks, I stopped outside his sphincter. I took hold of my erection and slowly made contact. Lube on lube, proceeding inward, my cock head was stopped short — too small to accept the head.
‘Cole, I don’t know, I can’t fit.’
‘Dad, go ahead, push it in hard, I can take it.’
‘Ok.’
Back in position, using more effort, we made progress. The slick head pushing apart the soft, pliable tissue.
He jerked forward and moaned quietly.
‘Cole?’
‘Dad, I am good. Keep going. I like it.’
I forced the head all the way in and held position.
‘Go Dad.’
Pushing in deeper, the resistance seemed to dissipate. Halfway in.
‘All the way Dad, all the way in my virgin ass.’
I plunged all the way in and bottomed out, my pelvis flush against his butt cheeks.
‘Fuck me Dad, fuck me hard, make it good for you. Cum in my ass.’
He was so fucking tight. I was having a hard time focusing, I just wanted to cum, he was that tight.
Focus, focus. All the way back out except for the head. Plunge hard in against his cheeks. Jeez, I am going to cum. Hold on, keep control. Enjoy the ride I told myself.
Two or more thrusts, I don’t know, I couldn’t keep track, I could only think about cumming in Cole’s ass. He wanted it, I wanted it. I gave it to him.
‘Cole, Daddy is cumming, Daddy is…’
I lost control, blinded by my urge to empty all I had into my son. Pumping and pumping my semen in his anus.
Finally, there was no more.
Pulling out, a trail of cum strings followed my cock head, eventually breaking free and swinging back to Cole’s cheeks. I watched as Cole expelled my cum deposit from my anal bank dripping it down to the sheets.
Lying next to Cole on my back, my erection was still strong. Cole took it in his hand. I thought, oh no, here we go again.
‘Dad, could we just rest for a while?’
‘Absolutely.’
He stretched his arm across my chest, his head lying on my shoulder.
The intense sex, the sexual release topping off my blinding orgasm, I was exhausted.
So satisfying having sex with my son.
He was spent. We fell asleep holding each other.
***
It was morning. I heard the commotion coming from the opening of the garage door.
Sheila is home already?
‘Cole, wake up. Mom is home, get your clothes and get to your room. Hurry!’
‘But Dad, I never got the chance to…’
‘Yes, yes, let’s go to the bathhouse today. We can do it there. We will tell her we are going surfing.’
We kissed, then he kissed my limp dick.
‘Go, hurry! You naughty boy!’
I slapped him on his ass and pushed him on his way.
I jumped in the shower.
I heard her in the bedroom closet.
Shit, there is Cole’s cum on the bed. Jockstraps on the nightstand. Maybe she won’t see any of it. I heard her in the bedroom. I hurried to finish showering,
I came out with a towel around my hips, drying my hair with another.
‘Hmmm, hi Justin.’
She approached me, put her hands on my hips and pulled my towel off.
She kneeled in front of me and took my balls in one hand, my limp cock in the other.
‘Sheila, Cole and I are going surfing, can we do this later?’
‘Justin, come on. Let me have some fun. Ever since the swingers weekend all I can think about is sex, especially oral sex. I was so jealous when you left with Bill to have that male threesome.’
I could use a blowjob, she was really good at that. I used some of her techniques last night on Cole.
She took me in her mouth and started sucking on it trying to get an erection. Get the blood flowing. It was working.
‘Mom! What are you doing?’
Cole was in the doorway, ready to go ‘surfing’ at the bathhouse.
‘Dad, are we going surfing or what?’
His tone a blend of anger and jealousy.
‘Sheila, let’s pick this up later.’
I help her stand. She gave Cole a hug.
‘Let me make my men some breakfast. I will make your favorites.’
Cole came in my room and closed the door.
‘You made me commit to you as the only one, bathhouse excluded. Less than 24 hours later you were letting Mom suck your cock, the cock I thought was exclusively mine.’
He turned and started to walk out of the room. I caught up to him and draped my arms down in front of his shoulders.
I kissed him on the neck, I was getting excited, my dick, plastered against his cheeks.
He was so tight, I needed to feel that again.
He turned back to me and kissed me hard, taking my cock in his hand, beginning to stroke.
‘Dad, let me do you, right here, right now.’
‘Ok Cole, let’s do it.’
He kneeled in front of me and took me right away in his mouth.
Then we heard Sheila, It sounded like she was right outside the door.
‘Are y’all coming to breakfast? What are you doing in there?’
I ran to the bathroom, grabbing last night’s clothes and jockstraps.
I heard her open the door.
‘Mom, I closed the door because I had to change into a different surfing outfit. Dad’s going to find it after he peed.’
‘Oh, Ok, come on Cole, let’s eat! Justin hurry up before the food gets cold.’
***
As usual it was a tasty breakfast. Sheila had many talents beside felllatio.
She had eaten already, but she sat at the table with us.
iPhone in her hand.
‘I showed Mom the beach photos. She really liked them. Oh I forgot to look at our shared vacation folder.’
Oh my god, don’t do that! I am sure that’s where Cole’s photos of are.
‘Hmmm, that’s interesting.’
She was rapidly flicking her finger across the screen going from photo to photo.
‘Yes, I like this one a lot.’
She handed me the phone.
I hadn’t actually seen the photo before. I liked it. Cole’s cock in my mouth. But it was shocking how calm she was about it.
‘Give it to Cole, he took a nice photo considering the distraction.’
Cole looked at it, ‘Mom, I can explain.’
‘Nothing to explain, I like it a lot. Time for you and me to spend some quality time together. Such a big cock.’
She stood behind Cole, rubbing his shoulders.
‘Mommy will take care of you, then you can take care of me. Let’s go to the bedroom.’
When he didn’t move, she helped him up, took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom.
He looked back at me looking like a scared little kid. He mouthed ‘help me Dad’.
I didn’t do anything, from further away he mouthed ‘bathhouse’. I nodded yes.
Sheila closed the bedroom door, I heard the lock. Cole was going nowhere except to Sheila’s mouth and pussy.
I just sat there. Nothing for me to do but wait for her to be done with him.
I checked the drive time to the bathhouse for one hour from now.
One hour should be about right, she orgasms pretty fast. Thirty minutes to get there. We will spend as much time as Cole wants now. I owe it to him.
The door opened, Way too soon, they can’t be done.
She was naked.
‘He wants you to watch. Take your clothes off and join us.’
She said, ‘But I have better idea, a threesome.’
Works for me.
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