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I always like to lay in a Saturday, so shoot me who doesn't? Finally, a day off from school, and it's so relaxing just in bed with my own thoughts. After dad drank my pee yesterday, I was still working those thoughts out in my head. I had forgotten to do it for him last night before I went to bed, so no doubt I would hear about it when I go for breakfast. I was dozing in and out just lying there, relaxing. The last time I saw the clock it was like 8am. As I was finally getting around to getting up, I felt the corner of my bed had gone down, someone was sitting on my bed.
Dad must have creeped in while I was asleep. No big deal, I guess. I just laid there, wondering what he was up to. I could hear him leafing through a book of some sort. Shit I hope he wasn't too mad about missing my last pitstop to the bathroom last night. Though, I knew I needed to go again now. I was hard as rock in my boxers. He had probably seen my morning wood when he came in, since I was on my back in my boxers. Shit. He had seen my hard dick now, no more secrets I suppose.
All this was still going through my barely conscious head when I heard a rustle of paper. It sounded like he was reading through a magazine of something. Oh shit. No, no, no! I flicked opened my eyes to see my dad sitting there, looking at my friend's porno magazine. Fuuuck he must have found it under my bed.
"Aaawww crap, please don't be mad. It's not mine dad, I swear." I blurted out. Great start to my morning already.
Patrick, my friend had said I should check it out, but I was kinda grossed out by all the crusty bits on some of the pages. He meant well I'm sure but I have my phone for material. And I didn't really want to mess around with something he had jerked off on. Just the thought of him with his cock out didn't compute in my head, he was my best friend and I couldn't picture him spunking over a magazine like this. And I didn't want to touch something that was so clearly used by him, and often.
"So, it's not yours? It just happens to be hidden under your bed? Just tell me the truth James."
I had to tell him. I didn't want to rat out my best friend, but I couldn't see any way out of it. I had to confess.
"I promise it's not mine..it's..um..Patricks. He let me borrow it."
"Patrick? The little Phillipino boy you have round sometimes?"
"He's not little dad, he is the same age as me."
Patrick WAS little in size, but he is thirteen too. He was a good friend, even if he was shy around some of the rougher cruder kids at school. Shorter than everyone else in my class, but he was really energetic and sporty when you get to know him. He just hid that from most people, till you got to know him. We had met at elementary and basically grew up together. His parents were religious, catholic I think, so he didn't get to have the same sort of fun as other kids. I don't think his parents even let him on the internet for anything but homework. He usually came round to our house on a Saturday to hang out.
"Please don't get him in trouble dad, he was just letting me look at it."
Dad said I could still have him around today at least, but that he wanted to talk to him personally.
"Aw cmon, don't get him in trouble. He trusted me."
"We'll see. Now, let's get down to business. You forgot to help me with our new little task last night."
"Huh? Ohh..the pee thing. Yeah, sorry I forgot."
Honestly, I had forgotten too. I was tired, and I went pretty much straight to bed. I wasn't trying to avoid doing it again, I wanted to help my dad. I noticed my boner had gone down, and I still needed to do my morning piss really bad. I hauled myself out of bed, and dropped my boxers to the floor. He had already seen my softy so it didn't faze me to get it out in front of him this time.
Dad got down on his knees in front of me and opened his mouth. As much as I didn't mind him seeing me again, it was going to take some getting used wagging my naked cock in my dad's face. I was still a bit self-conscious since his face was right in there, just inches from my crotch. I hoped I didn't stink or anything, as I hadn't showered for the morning yet.
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I was somewhere else again, to get the flow going. When I felt the pressure start to build, I opened them again and took aim at my dad's mouth. He was so brave for doing this. He was so determined to beat his illness; he was willing to drink my pee. Damn. I saw it start to come out, my dad blinked a few times, a bit of a flinch, as he started to drink it. I could see a bit of the steam and my piss came gushing out, my morning loads were way bigger and probably tasted a lot stronger than the one from last night. I could see him really struggle this time, his swallowing was rapid and his eyes looked like they were watering.
There was a sudden splash and I heard him choke. I quickly pulled back, using my dick muscles to stop the flow.
"Crap sorry dad. My morning ones are pretty big"
It took a moment of coughing and spluttering for him to get his breath back.
"It's okay James, I'm just having a bit more trouble keeping up this time."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No, keep going. But how much more you got you reckon?"
I told him I could feel I still had more to come, I was still busting so I couldn't afford to chit chat too long or I was going to end up going on the floor.
"Alright, give me the rest."
I quickly put my dick right in his mouth this time, worried I might spill some as I could feel it coming out as I moved up again. I could feel the roughness of his tongue on the underside of my tip this time, and it was way hotter with his breath all around my dick. As soon as I placed it in there, I started peeing again. I tried to go slower this time. I saw him flinch again though as he tasted my morning piss.
It seemed like I went forever, but he gulped it all down, without further trouble. When I finally finished, I dabbed my dick on his tongue to make sure he had it all, and made sure no bits were around my foreskin, ensuring he had it all. He taught me that when I was little to be clean, and how I was doing it straight in his mouth. Man, how times change.
He looked up at me and gave me a smile now it was over. "Thank you, son. I'm so proud of you for letting me do this."
"I just wanna help dad." I was about to pull up my boxers but he stopped me.
"One sec, I just want to look at you"
"Didn't you do that before?" The peeing was one thing, as it was like a job to make him better. But someone staring at my junk and balls was still a bit uncomfortable.
"Yes, but I want to look some more."
It was still so embarrassing and I felt nervous when he would fondle my balls. I know he would never hurt me, but it just felt like being out of control with someone else touching them. It was like he was looking for something down there. I know I had some more growing to do, as I still don't have a huge amount of pubes but I was happy with what I had so far. I wonder how long it would be before more would grow and thicken like some of the older boys.
Dad was really going at it this time; I could feel him moving around my nuts in my ballbag. He was being careful, but I was getting to the limit on how much I wanted him touching me down there.
"Dad, what are you doing to me?"
"I'm just checking you're healthy James. Do you check often yourself like this?"
I didn't really know what he was talking about, and just shrugged.
"You're a little young yet but it is a good habit to get into. If you find anything out of the ordinary, you should get yourself checked you know?"
"Yeah, I know dad. But I think I'm okay." I wanted out. My dick was still out I wanted to pull my pants up.
"Well actually I have another idea if you're keen. Do you know what a blowjob is?"
I felt a tingle go up my spine. A lot of the older boys always talked about getting blow jobs and how good they felt. Even some kids in my own class would boast that their girlfriends had sucked their dick and how amazing it was. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought someone would want to suck on mine though, certainly no girls I knew. But now my DAD was offering? I guess he had already drank my pee, so this wasn't really much of a step.
"Uh yeah, but..you don't have to do that dad. You like girls, right?"
"Of course, but I feel you deserve a little something for helping me, right?"
"I dunno...should I have a shower first though?" I asked, still a little worried that I could be a little funky down there.
He said he didn't mind. Instead, he looked back down at my cock and started touching me again. Was I about to lose my virginity? Does a blowjob even count towards losing virginity? I don't even know. I only just started to cum so long ago, and now someone, my friggin dad, was about to suck my cock! Oh shit, I'll cum eventually and he'll see that too. Man, what a morning.
My brain went into overdrive as he leaned in towards my dick. Not to drink this time, but to get me off. But, wait..he isn't sucking my cock. He just kissed my balls instead. Kinda weird, but kinda nice. I felt his lips just pucker against my scrote down there. Now I can see how some people like to be the dominant one. Dad drinking my piss and now kissing my balls, yeah, I can see how that would be a turn on for sure.
Then he pulled off. Oh shit here we go. He fingered the end of my dick, pulling back my foreskin and put the tip in his mouth, sucking on it. It's a feeling I had never felt before. It felt so different to when I was jerking it, or anything like that. His sucking, the sensation I could feel in the pit of my stomach, like something was gently pulling on the inside of my shaft. I couldn't help but let out a moan when he did it. Fuck it felt amazing. I popped a boner almost instantly when he increased the suction.
I had to balance my hands on the top of his head to stay upright. No sooner than I had a full on hardon, he was sucking my full dick into his mouth. I could really feel the edges of his mouth and throat this time as he worked on my dick. It was warm and wet, and sucky as he went down on me, I think I even heard him gag a few times. Was my penis big enough to do that to someone already? I felt myself subconsciously thrusting when he got into it too. It might have been a mouth, but it was a hole. And I was fucking that hole. Oh god it feels so good. My cock was almost buzzing with pleasure. The fact that it was my dad was gone from my head. I needed to cum, and this hole was where I was going to dump it.
I was sure I would be leaking precum into his mouth by now, and he would be tasting it, but I didn't care. I needed to cum. I had to give my dad my cum, and he was going to swallow my load. He has kissed my nuts, drank my piss, and now he can have my sperms. My dick into his mouth, he had to swallow it all. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I felt the familiar surge from the depths of my balls, I was going to cum at any moment. I gripped his head tight, there was no way for this to stop now. I felt my cock spasm and then pulse a good ten times, and dad took it like a champ. In face the look on his face looked like he might have actually enjoyed the taste this time.
My dick went soft again in his mouth. Normally after I cum, I have to pee, but heh, he had already taken care of that. I felt my dick slip from his lips, a string sticky pre briefly the last thing connecting us.
"Thaanks Dad.." I said, coming down from my high. He stood back up, and messed up my hair.
"Go have your shower kid. And be sure to invite Patrick over sometime today. I need to have a word with him."
Last night he had gone to the bathroom and to bed before we both realised what was going on. I had missed an opportunity for more of my 'medicine' but I wasn't mad. He had done a great favour by letting me do that yesterday and in no way I wanted to discourage him from doing it again by yelling. Nevertheless, I knew I needed to get into a routine if I had any hope. The study advised at least 3 'drinks' a day, so in order to get the daily dose I couldn't really afford to miss another.
I crept quietly into his room. Usually, I would knock but it was 'only' 9am, so I knew he would still be in bed asleep. He was on his back, his blankets dumped on the floor overnight, his body spread out almost spread eagle. He wore one of my old t-shirts to bed, which was quite baggy on him, and a pair of his own boxers. It seemed just like yesterday he was still wearing boy pyjamas but I suspect peer pressure from staying around at friends made him switch to more 'grown up' attire.
Wearing boxers though meant that his prominent erection was on display to me for the first time. Announcing to me he that he was about 5 inches hard. Well gifted in that area for his age, just like his dad was. I could see he was as big as I probably was back then, it was stiff and sticking straight against his lower belly. I walked over and carefully sat on the corner of his bed.
As I took a sat, I heard a slight crinkle, usually made by paper. Reaching under and hauling it out, it was a magazine hidden between the mattress. Ah memories, the secret porno mag. As James snored softly behind me, I leafed through it. This was no sports illustrated, this was full blown playboy. Odd that James would be using this stuff though when he had access to the internet. Lots of good lookers though, some pages clearly more looked at than others. One page in particular was well uh...stuck together. I had a bit of trouble pulling this particularly page open. The pages stuck together with .. well, we all know what, obviously a well 'loved' lady was going to be on it. The paper tore slightly as I carefully opened it best I could. It was a picture of a rather busty young lady, sitting on a wooden stool outside in a park somewhere. She was facing the reader, her legs splayed, her shaved pussy front and centre. I chuckled a bit, clearly,he was starting to notice the opposite sex.
"Aaawww crap." James said behind me, seeing me leafing through the magazine
"Look what I found, a little reading material aye James?" I asked cheekily.
"It's not mine dad, I swear."
"It's not yours? It just happens to be hidden under your bed? I'm not mad, I just want you to tell me the truth."
"I promise it's not mine...it's..um..Patricks." he forced out.
"Patrick? The little Phillipino boy you have round sometimes?"
"He's not little dad, he is the same age as me."
This did actually surprise me as Patrick was a bit smaller than James, I always thought he was younger. He was quite a petite boy, almost feminine but I guess that was normal for phillos. I just never would have imagined him with his little tackle out, wanking it over some big titted girl like this, but boys are boys. I just wouldn't have thought he would be one to do that given his upbringing, let alone him being able to make sperm yet. He would barely pass as a 12-year-old, but now I find out he is the same age as James.
"Really? Oh..Well what is he doing with something like this, I thought he was a good innocent kid?"
"I mean, I guess he is?..His parents are pretty strict and don't let him get on the internet much. I think he got it from one of the older boys, please don't tell."
"I was your age once and I did this sort of thing myself. Though I suggest you have him around today though, I will have a chat with him. "
"Aw cmon, don't get him in trouble. He trusted me."
I wondered briefly even though if Patrick was smaller in stature if he had started puberty yet. Could he maybe be another source of medicine for me I wondered. As mentioned, he would barely pass for a 12-year-old, his complexion was so clear. No pimples or hair growth, at least, none on his face. He was a nice enough boy, quiet. His family was religious so I felt like I could hold him to do just about anything if it meant keeping his naughty little magazine secret.
"We'll see. Now, let's get down to business. You forgot to help me last night."
"Huh? Ohh..the pee thing. Yeah sorry."
"You'll need to drop those boxers of yours."
He scooted off the bed, and groggily stood up. I got down on my knees in front of him as he let his boxers fall to his feet. His young teen cock, the deliverer of my piss medicine before me once more. The odour of his teenage sleep musk surrounded his naked cock. It wasn't dirty or anything, just in need of his morning shower. A bit sticky from his sleep, a smell of teen cock, but nothing disgusting.
He took his cock in his own hand to do it himself, and angled it towards my face. I simply opened my mouth ready to receive. There wasn't going to be any lip to dick contact this time it seemed. There were a few inches distance between us, though just enough for me to see his golden liquid start to gush out as he started.
He wasn't joking when he said he was busting earlier, his hot stream seemed faster and thicker this time. I could feel his flow almost pushing against the back of my throat, the 'ssss' sound quick audible as it bubbled in my mouth. And it just kept coming. It was stronger tasking and faster than yesterday, so much so I was having a tougher time of it this time, so tough that eventually it was too much and I coughed, some spilling out.
"Crap sorry dad" James said, stopping his flow for a moment." My morning ones are pretty big"
"It's okay James, I'm just having a bit more trouble keeping up this time." His cock was waving back and forth still directly in front of me, almost like it was waiting. He was still holding it, a drip of piss hanging from his pee hole.
"Should we stop?" He asked.
"No, keep going. But how much more you got you reckon?"
"I dunno, I still need to pee more though."
"Alright, give me the rest."
This time he stepped a bit closer and rested his penis on my lower lip, the front half of his cock now in my mouth resting on my tongue. His flow came a bit slower this time, though the taste was just as strong. With his closer position he was basically pissing straight onto my taste buds. His flavour was similar to last night, though this morning it was a more bitter piss. There was even a hint of coca cola in there, maybe remnants of a drink he had at school the day before which he was now expelling. Very watery flat coke, but with that distant taste of lemon, and strong smell of pee all mixed together.
Finally, his stream slowed, he dabbed his penis against my bottom lip a few more times to get the last few concentrated drops, pulling his foreskin back to ensure he didn't the complete job before taking a step back.
"Thanks dad." James said, still a touch of awkwardness, standing with his boyhood all hanging out in front of his father.
"No, thank you son. I'm so proud of you for letting me do this." James shrugged and said he just wanted to help. He bent to pull up his boxers when I stopped him. "One sec, I just want to look at you"
"Didn't you do that before?" An air of apprehension returning.
"A little yes, but I want to do some more."
His growing balls swayed slightly as I took them in my hand. My boys balls. I took my thumb and forefinger and felt around each of his testicles. Their little slightly bigger than marble sized firmness hidden away inside his sack. I could tell he was worried, but I had no intention of hurting him.
"Dad, what are you doing to me?"
"I'm just checking you're healthy James. Do you check yourself like this?" James just shrugged. "You may be a little young yet but it is a good habit to get into. If you find anything out of the ordinary, you should get yourself checked you know?"
"Yeah, I know dad."
I don't know where it came from. I offered to suck his cock. He had been too good for me, doing this. Not many kids his age would be willing to do something so out of the ordinary, but I felt I owed him something. I had always been a straight man. I had many girlfriends before I married my wife. I don't know if it was because it was son, or the act we had just performed but I leaned forward and laid a kiss on his smooth balls. Despite already having his dick in my mouth earlier, I could still smell his morning funk down there. I heard him take in a breath of air as I did it, but he didn't push me away. I don't know who was more surprised about what was going on, him or me.
I took his penis in my fingers and retracted his foreskin and suckled the sensitive head gently. His hands found the top of my head as I serviced him. He grew quickly in my mouth, his head becoming larger, and his length rapidly returning to the 5 inches I noticed when I first entered the room. The skin was now tight around his shaft, stretched around the rounded helmet at its tip. I quickly glanced up at him and saw his eyes were closed. Taking this as a sign to continue, I took his whole shaft into my mouth and throat again, my lips bumping into his emerging soft boy pubes. I heard a sharp intake of air as I engorged myself on his whole hard boyhood. It was harder to take like this, where before when he was flaccid there was lots of room in my mouth, his hard tasty meat filled it's interior. He was only thirteen, but his dick already seemed big. Granted his was the first cock I had ever sucked, but he easily filled me, I could feel the little ridges and vein's moving back and forth across my tongue. This wasn't piss I was tasting now; this was my son's juicy teen cock.
I heard him moan above me again as I probed his frenulum, the bit of skin where the head meets his shaft, a trick I had learned from my wife when she went down on me. There was some other lubrication there now too, as I felt a slippery substance mixing in with my sucking, the first drops of his salty precum had entered my mouth. It was somehow both salty and sweet, James dick honey. Not only had I tasted his piss, but now I was sampling his early cum.
Being still fairly young, I had guessed he didn't have a whole lot of endurance. I heard another gasp above, I must had hit a sweet spot, and I felt his young balls draw in slightly. Moments later I felt a thicker fluid squirting out from the end of his cock. He deposited his boy seed in my mouth. A good 6 pumps of his thick cum in my mouth, and yeah, it was thick. I could feel it mixing between my teeth as his throbbing cock quietened down once more. James hands were still on my head when I pulled back, his spent cock falling out of my mouth. I wiped the remnants of spittle and his cum from my mouth and stood back up. I gave his head a pat and his hair a rustle.
"Thaanks Dad.." he managed to squeak out.
"Go have your shower kid. And be sure to invite Patrick over sometime today. I need to have a word with him."