Dad's assist

My son and I have been on our own now for a few year ever since his female parent left, not to be heard from again. Jeff was 11 at the time and it took him various months to finally accept that his mother was gone for good.
We did the usual matter together, baseball in the summer, football game in the fall, skiing in the winter. He seemed to adjust quite well and had several very close friends. One of the, Peter, lived next door and they spent a lot of time together doing the things boys do. They had many sleepovers, both here and over at Simon Peter 's sign of the zodiac but one Night, Jeff found out something about Saint Peter and his kinsfolk that seemed to get to him quite a bit.
One nighttime about a workweek after his survive sleepover at Peter's, he came into my bedroom with a scowl on his face.
"What's up ?"I asked.
He didn't say anything for a few minutes but got onto the bed with me, sitting crosslegged facing me and started.
"You know the other Night when I slept over at Peter's, I found out something about him and his father that has bothered me since."
I put my book of account down and looked at him urging him to extend with my eyes.
"Well, after we went to bed, I woke to go to the bath and tool wasn't in his bed. I walked down the mansion to the john and when I came out, I noticed a light coming from his parent's room. I didn't think to much about it as they are adult and probably rest up a lot later that I do."
I couldn't help but smile a short at this comment but didn't say anything.
"I stayed in bed for a few more minutes then got up again and walked down the manse. I stopped outside his parent's room and listened. I stood with my rear against the bulwark but close to the open doorway. At first I didn't hear anything then I heard St. Peter's father."
"What did you hear ?"I asked.
He moved closer to me but didn't adjust his crosslegged position.
"Well, I heard his don say something very soil,"he whispered.
"What do you intend colly ?"I asked.
"Well, he used that Word that I don't like."
"Oh, what word is that ?"
"well, I don't know if I should say it."
"Its okay son, it's only you and I here and cipher will know about what you're telling me anyway."
"You promise you won't get mad ?"
"No son, I won't get mad."
"I heard his father say fuck."
I hesitated before speech production, trying very hard to keep from laughing.
"Well, that isn't a very nice Scripture but what was he doing when he said it ?"
"I didn't know just then but I found out shortly after that."
"Oh ?"
He hesitated before continuing.
"I peeked around the corner of the door and saw Peter and his parents on their bed."
"Yes."
"well, they were doing something I didn't think sept ever did."
"What was that ?"I asked, my interest starting to peak.
Again he hesitated.
"They were having sex."
I looked straight at Jeff and waited for him to continue, not saying anything.
"Peter was between his female parent and father, having sex with his mother while his father was having sex with him. I couldn't believe what I was seeing but I couldn't take my heart off them as they continued for quite a while."
Now my interest was completely aroused by what I was hearing.
"Who was doing what to who ?"I asked.
"well, Peter was shoving his cock in and out of his female parent while his begetter was shoving his turncock in and out of Peter."
Now my pecker was really interested in the write up. I had never thought about my son as a sexual object but right now, I was looking at him differently. Here was a youthful boy of 14 telling his father about his champion's family intimate habits and it was getting my thinker thinking about it.
Finally, after swallowing a niggling, I asked for more information about what he saw.
"I watched them as they continued and I heard both his female parent and father urging him on, telling him to know them and how in effect he felt."
"wellspring son, I'm sure they knew what they were doing and maybe they do that all the metre. You never know but some families spend prison term together where they have sex on a regular basis. Its now very smart but some class do it."
He nodded and didn't say anything. I waited for him to speak but he didn't. I could see he had something else on his brain but with the state of my pecker and his closeness, I didn't want to ask him what it was.
After a few minutes, I suggested he go back to bed and get a safe night's sleep. He nodded but didn't motion. Instead he was looking at me
with wide eyes.
"Dad, do you suppose, just this once, I could sleep in here with you ?"
"Sure son, get in here,"I said, carefully pulling the covers back for him but not enough so he could see my erect cock.
He snuggled down and turned away from me. I leaned over him and turned the illuminate off. As I brought my hired hand back from turning the sparkle off, I brushed across his pelvic arch. I wasn't quite trusted but I thought I heard him gasp a small at my touch. I moved down and put my drumhead on the pillow side by side to him while moving my hand back to his hip. He snuggled against me more and I'm sure he felt my punishing cock against his back as he hesitated a little before moving even closer.
He was wearing shorts and no top so I could sense his peel against my chest as we nestled down under the covers. Moving my hand on his hip made him try to move even closer. As I brushed my fingers up and down his hip slowly, I swear I heard him sigh. He didn't move away from me so I kept stroking his hip with my fingerbreadth, each sentence going a picayune promote up and down his dead body until I was openly caressing his bare legs down to his knee and his underdrawers covered ass.
Suddenly, I felt his mitt Din Land on my hip and start to do the same thing to me that I was doing to him. He ran his digit up and down my hip but because of his size of it, he couldn't reach much of me with his small bridge player. After a few more minutes, he turned over onto his back but didn't murder his bridge player from my hip. Now he could strain more of me and he didn't hesitate while I ran my work force up and down his bare arms and legs.
Finally, I looked at him and asked him if he was okay with what I was doing to him. He just nodded but I could see in his eyes, he was enjoying the touch sensation of my bridge player on him. I moved my hand to his chest of drawers and caressed around his nipples a little while running my mitt over about of his chest. When I felt his nipple again, he clamped his script over mine and held it there. He looked at me.
"Dad, is this how citizenry make jazz ?"he asked.
I smiled and nodded.
"Well. If this is how it is done, then I want to do more it more often."
"Why do you say that, son ?"
"It just feels so nice to take in someone else rub my dead body, that's all."
Now I was running my fingers along to top of his shorts and under the waistband. He didn't say anything but was watching me as I reached my full hand under his shorts to caress his stomach and groin. Having never done this before, I wasn't certain if I was doing the right matter, but because he wasn't stopping me, I thought I must be doing okay.
Anyway, I rubbed around his breakwater and his sparse almost hairless crotch before finally finding the end of his cock. He groaned softly at my touch and I boldly grabbed his tool starting to rub it with my hand.
He groaned again only this time louder as I continued. With my other manus, I pulled his boxers down a little until they were around his hips, exposing his cock and balls to me. I looked at him and his eyes were closed with a grinning on his lips.
I moved over him and leaned into him, my hand running down between his stage to cup his formal. I flicked my clapper out and touched the end of his stopcock, which made him groan again. I licked around his tip for a piece before taking his little growing cock into my rima oris, starting to wet-nurse him. He groaned loudly and lifted his hip towards me, his cock going deeper into my mouth.
I caressed his chunk as I sucked his peter then moved down to circle them with my tongue, wetting them with my tongue. I licked down under them while I lifted his hips up. I found his ass hole and stuck my tongue against it while pulling his legs even higher in the air. I had a clasp on his ankles while I started licking up and down his wisecrack, wetting him.
I pulled his shorts completely off him and circulate his leg apart. Moving up between them I took one of his musket ball in my mouth and softly sucked on it. He groaned a picayune. I next moved his wooden leg up over my shoulders and my read/write head went down until my mouth was directly in line with his ass hole. My tongue found his hole again and I pushed against it, feeling the tip go into him just a little.
He tasted a little musty but I continued licking him, enjoying him. He spread his wooden leg further apart and gave himself to me, opening himself up to my tongue, giving me complete entree to his ass muddle. I took vantage of it and was soon thrusting my tongue in and out of his ass as he pushed against my face. His thighs was trembling and shaking as I fucked his hole with my knife until I knew I had to use my cock on him and fuck him like I would a woman.
I raised my head and looked at him.
"Son, what was the watchword Peter's male parent used ?"
"piece of tail,"he almost yelled.
"And how did he use it ?"I asked.
"Fuck me,"he answered.
"Is that what you want me to do ?"I asked quietly.
"Yes,"he gasped."Yes, fuck me father."
Are you sure, son ? It will hurt."
"Yes, I'm sure. Fuck me."
I moved up between his legs and holding them apart by his articulatio talocruralis, I positioned my cock head at his initiative. I pushed a niggling until just my head was inside him then stopped, waiting for him to get used to me being inside him. When he didn't say and do anything, I pushed in a little Thomas More. I saw him grimace but he didn't say anything. I pushed in more then more and soon was fully inside him, my testis resting against the back of his thigh.
God he felt good. He was hot but crocked and his canal surrounded my pecker fully as I slowly pulled out of him after a few proceedings. I left my chief inside him then slowly pushed fully back up into him. He grimaced again but didn't terminate me so I started to slowly, at first thrust in and out of him, making honey to my son's ass. What a flavour. Here I was fucking my son who was letting me and enjoying it.
I sped up and soon my balls were slapping against his thighs loudly as I fucked him, sliding in and out of him quickly and fully. He grunted every time I reached the end of his canal and I knew soon, I would be filling his channel with hot cum. Because I hadn't had sex for quite a while it didn't take long for me to start to cum and cum I did, gushing my emollient up inside his little body filling his duct completely. I came so much that some of it started leaking out around my shaft, as I held myself as deep in him as I could.
"Oh son, you felt so good,"I rasped as I lay on top of him, my cock buried inside his ass. It didn't hurt that much did it ?"
"No, not that much but now I know what peter tactile property like when his beginner fucks him."
I smiled down at him while my softening tool slowly slid out of him, allowing me to get down his wooden leg. He rolled over and I could see my cum around his hole. Without hesitating, I pulled his buttock apart and started to lick him, sucking my cum out of his ass as C. H. Best I could. I had never tasted cum before and found it quite pleasant especially mixed with my son's juices too.
After I couldn't get any More out of him, he rolled over again onto his cover and looked me.
"Father, can I get it on you ?"
"Of course you can. Its only fair that you fuck me like I fucked you."
God, I was hot. It didn't take long for me to expose my ass maw to him while he got between my legs, pointing his hard piffling cock at my hole. He thrust his rose hip forward and for the 1st sentence in my life, I felt a turncock inside my trunk. He didn't wait starting to lunge in and out of me while I held my legs as far apart as I could. I felt his peter vellication then something hot and wet in my ass. He came and the little bit of cum inside him felt beneficial inside me.
After he pulled out of me, we relaxed together and he looked at me.
"Dad, can I sleep with you more often ?"
"Sure son, you can sleep with me whenever you want. If you like, you can move in here and catch some Z's with me every night."
He grinned.
"And make out every Nox too,"he teased.
I just nodded while pulling him to me, hugging him tightly.
That wasn't the end of the story but maybe side by side prison term, I will complete the tale .