Dad's Help

My son and I have been on our own now for a few age ever since his mother left, not to be heard from again. Jeff was 11 at the time and it took him several month to finally accept that his mother was gone for good.
We did the usual affair together, baseball in the summer, football in the nightfall, skiing in the winter. He seemed to set quite well and had several very close-fitting Friend. One of the, pecker, lived next threshold and they spent a lot of prison term together doing the things male child do. They had many sleepovers, both here and over at putz 's business firm but one night, Jeff found out something about Peter and his family that seemed to inconvenience oneself him quite a bit.
One nighttime about a week after his end sleepover at Peter's, he came into my sleeping accommodation 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 beginner that has bothered me since."
I put my book down and looked at him urging him to keep with my eyes.
"Well, after we went to bed, I woke to go to the bathroom and Peter wasn't in his bed. I walked down the manor hall to the bathroom and when I came out, I noticed a light coming from his parent's elbow room. I didn't think to much about it as they are adults and probably remain up a lot later that I do."
I couldn't aid but smile a little at this commentary but didn't say anything.
"I stayed in bed for a few more second then got up again and walked down the Asaph Hall. I stopped outside his parent's room and listened. I stood with my back against the rampart but close to the unfastened door. At first I didn't hear anything then I heard peter's father."
"What did you learn ?"I asked.
He moved closer to me but didn't adjust his crosslegged placement.
"wellspring, I heard his founder say something very dirty,"he whispered.
"What do you think dirty ?"I asked.
"Well, he used that word that I don't like."
"Oh, what word is that ?"
"wellspring, I don't know if I should say it."
"Its okey son, it's only you and I here and nobody 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 oral presentation, trying very hard to continue from laughing.
"Well, that isn't a very courteous word but what was he doing when he said it ?"
"I didn't hump just then but I found out shortly after that."
"Oh ?"
He hesitated before continuing.
"I peeked around the corner of the door and saw Saint Peter and his parents on their bed."
"Yes."
"well, they were doing something I didn't think syndicate ever did."
"What was that ?"I asked, my pastime starting to peak.
Again he hesitated.
"They were having sex."
I looked straight at Jeff and waited for him to carry on, 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 eyes 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 dick in and out of his mother while his father was shoving his dick in and out of Peter."
Now my cock was really interested in the story. I had never thought about my son as a sexual physical object but right now, I was looking at him differently. Here was a young boy of 14 telling his don about his friend's kin sexual wont and it was getting my psyche thinking about it.
Finally, after swallowing a slight, I asked for more information about what he saw.
"I watched them as they continued and I heard both his mother and father urging him on, telling him to do it them and how respectable he felt."
"fountainhead son, I'm sure they knew what they were doing and maybe they do that all the metre. You never know but some menage spend clock time together where they have sex on a regular basis. Its now very smarting but some families 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 mind but with the state of my turncock 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 skilful Night's sleep. He nodded but didn't motility. 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 unhorse off. As I brought my hand back from turning the visible radiation off, I brushed across his hips. I wasn't quite sure enough but I thought I heard him pant a piffling at my touch. I moved down and put my point on the pillow next to him while moving my hand back to his hip. He snuggled against me more and I'm sure he felt my gruelling cock against his rachis as he hesitated a piffling before moving even closer.
He was wearing shorts and no top so I could feel his skin against my chest as we nestled down under the covert. Moving my handwriting on his hip made him try to propel 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 fingers, each meter going a little far up and down his body until I was openly caressing his bare legs down to his knee and his boxers covered ass.
Suddenly, I felt his mitt land on my hip and start to do the Saame thing to me that I was doing to him. He ran his fingers up and down my hip but because of his size of it, he couldn't reach much of me with his small hands. After a few Thomas More proceedings, he turned over onto his spine but didn't remove his hand from my hip. Now he could reach more of me and he didn't hesitate while I ran my mitt 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 feeling of my hands on him. I moved my hired hand to his chest and caressed around his nipples a little while running my hand over most of his chest of drawers. When I felt his tit again, he clamped his helping hand over mine and held it there. He looked at me.
"Dad, is this how hoi polloi make love ?"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 look so courteous to have somebody else rub my torso, that's all."
Now I was running my finger's breadth along to top of his shorts and under the sash. 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 sure if I was doing the rightfield thing, but because he wasn't stopping me, I thought I must be doing okay.
Anyway, I rubbed around his bulwark and his sparse almost hairless crotch before finally finding the end of his tool. He groaned softly at my touch and I boldly grabbed his prick starting to rub it with my hand.
He groaned again only this sentence louder as I continued. With my other hand, I pulled his short circuit down a little until they were around his hip, exposing his hammer and clump to me. I looked at him and his eyes were closed with a grin on his lips.
I moved over him and leaned into him, my handwriting running down between his legs to cup his orchis. I flicked my tongue out and touched the end of his cock, which made him groan again. I licked around his tip for a while before taking his little growing peter into my mouth, starting to suck him. He groaned loudly and lifted his hips towards me, his cock going deeper into my mouth.
I caressed his clump as I sucked his cock then moved down to circle them with my natural language, wetting them with my spit. I licked down under them while I lifted his pelvic arch up. I found his ass hole and baffle my tongue against it while pulling his legs even higher in the air. I had a grip on his ankle joint while I started licking up and down his crack, wetting him.
I pulled his boxers completely off him and disseminate his stage apart. Moving up between them I took one of his formal in my mouth and softly sucked on it. He groaned a lilliputian. I next moved his legs up over my shoulders and my read/write head went down until my back talk was directly in pipeline with his ass yap. My tongue found his hollow 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 peg further apart and gave himself to me, opening himself up to my clapper, giving me complete entree to his ass hole. I took advantage of it and was soon thrusting my glossa in and out of his ass as he pushed against my font. His thigh was trembling and shaking as I fucked his hole with my tongue until I knew I had to use my shaft on him and fuck him like I would a woman.
I raised my head and looked at him.
"Son, what was the word Peter's Padre used ?"
"Fuck,"he almost yelled.
"And how did he use it ?"I asked.
"nooky 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. roll in the hay me."
I moved up between his legs and holding them apart by his articulatio talocruralis, I positioned my dick principal at his initiative. I pushed a little until just my top dog 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 more. I saw him face but he didn't say anything. I pushed in more then more and soon was fully inwardly him, my balls resting against the back of his thighs.
God he felt good. He was hot but wet and his canal surrounded my cock fully as I slowly pulled out of him after a few minutes. I left my nous inside him then slowly pushed fully back up into him. He grimaced again but didn't break off me so I started to slowly, at first thrust in and out of him, making love to my son's ass. What a tone. Here I was fucking my son who was letting me and enjoying it.
I sped up and soon my orchis were slapping against his second joint loudly as I fucked him, sliding in and out of him quickly and fully. He grunted every time I reached the end of his epithelial duct and I knew soon, I would be filling his duct 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 cream up inside his lilliputian body filling his epithelial duct completely. I came so very much that some of it started leaking out around my shaft, as I held myself as mystifying 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 look like when his founder screw him."
I smiled down at him while my softening putz slowly slid out of him, allowing me to lower his leg. He rolled over and I could see my cum around his jam. Without hesitating, I pulled his brass apart and started to lick him, sucking my cum out of his ass as best I could. I had never tasted cum before and found it quite pleasant especially amalgamate with my son's succus too.
After I couldn't get any more out of him, he rolled over again onto his back and looked me.
"Father, can I have it away you ?"
"Of course you can. Its sole fair that you fuck me like I fucked you."
God, I was hot. It didn't take long for me to discover my ass cakehole to him while he got between my legs, pointing his hard little turncock at my cakehole. He thrust his hips forward and for the first time in my life-time, I felt a cock inside my physical structure. He didn't postponement starting to thrust in and out of me while I held my stage as far apart as I could. I felt his cock twitch then something hot and wet in my ass. He came and the little bit of cum inside him felt good 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 log Z's with me whenever you want. If you like, you can move in here and kip with me every night."
He grinned.
"And nookie 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 next meter, I will complete the tale .