I never realized that my son would be so beautiful. By God, he was gorgeous! Not having seen him for eight years, I had no idea what he would look like, but in the airport, as I held up the sign with his name, "Donnie" in big red letters, and saw him coming towards me, my jaw dropped and my pulse began to race. He was an absolute knockout; twelve years old, longish blond hair falling over his big blue eyes, a kissable mouth and skin like a peach.
Here's what had happened. My wife and I split up eight years ago, and she took off with Donnie to England. I never heard anything from either of them until today when I got a phone call from her saying, "Tony, I've put Donnie on a plane to San Diego. Pick him up in the baggage claim area. You can have him now." She gave me the time and flight number and hung up.
I was surprised and delighted. I'd never known how to get in touch with them and so I had no idea how their lives had turned out. Neither of them had written or phoned me, but now, Oh sweet joy, I was about to see my son again.
I dropped my cardboard sign and held my arms wide open. Donnie, looking dubious, stepped into them and I enfolded him in a big hug. "At last!" I said. "I've waited eight years for this moment. You've no idea how much I've missed you."
"You never wrote or phoned," he said.
"I didn't know where you were."
"Mummy said you'd abandoned us."
"Well she wasn't telling the truth. She took you away from me and I've thought about you every day since. It's so good to see you."
He looked up at me with tears in his eyes. "All these years I've hated you for leaving us. I guess I was wrong."
"I really love you, son. It's so good to have you back."
Finally, his arms went around me and he hugged me back. "I was scared, Dad. I thought you wouldn't want me."
"You're safe with me, now, Donnie. I'll never abandon you. You can call me Tony if you like, or Dad if you prefer."
As we waited for his suitcase to arrive on the carousel, he brought me up to date on his life in the U.K. He had a slight English accent, which added to his charm. As he talked, he began to loosen up, telling me about his boarding school and how he excelled at cricket, a game I`ll never understand. Eventually, he asked, "Why did you and Mummy break up?"
I hesitated, then decided to tell him the truth. "It was like this," I said. "One day, your Mom got into my computer and discovered that I'd been surfing porn."
"Big deal!" he said.
"Yeah, but it wasn't ordinary porn. The were pictures of guys."
"Are you gay, then?"
"Actually, I'm bi-sexual. I like girls and guys. But some to the websites I'd been visiting had not just pics of guys having sex together, but there were shots of very young boys, naked. She called me a pervert and a child molester, and took off with you under one arm, and my computer under the other. A few weeks later, I got the divorce papers. There wasn't anything I could do about it. With the computer, she had me cold. A court battle would have revealed that I do like teenage boys. But tell me, why has she suddenly dumped you on me?"
"She's got a new boy-friend, and he doesn't like children, so she shipped me off here."
"Well I'm gonna do everything I can to make you happy."
"Look, there's my suitcase."
"I've got it. Let's go."
By the time we reached my one-bedroom apartment in Hillcrest, it was obvious that Donnie was very tired. His watch said it was four o'clock, when actually it was only eight p.m. He was well past his bedtime.
"You have a choice," I said. "Sleep on the couch, or share the big bed with me."
"The bed," he said, dropping the suitcase and heading for the bathroom. "I gotta pee." As he was peeing, I made a hot chocolate drink for him. In the bedroom, he flopped on the bed, his eyes closed. "My pajamas are in the suitcase," he muttered, sleepily."
"We don't wear pajamas here. Sleep in you briefs, just like I do."
"Cool," he murmured, but made no effort to undress.
I pulled off his shoes and socks, and unzipped his pants. He was wearing white "Y-front" briefs. I pulled his pants down. He lay there without moving, almost asleep. I lifted his upper body to pull his shirt off, and he put his arms around me.
"Thanks, Dad."
I took his shirt off and laid him back down on the bed. I sat beside him at looked at his beautiful body, clothed in just his sexy white underpants. His pale skin was perfect, quite hairless except for tiny tufts under his arms. I mentally planned some nude sunbathing to give him a light all-over tan. My dick began to harden. He looked so incredibly desirable, so vulnerable and so innocent. I was torn between a desire to ravish him and urge to protect him from all the sex predators out there. I leaned down and gently kissed the small bulge in his briefs.
Early as it was, I undressed down to my white briefs and lay down beside him. I put my hand down the front of my underpants and gripped my hard cock. I usually jerk off in the mornings, but my son had gotten me aroused. I looked over at him as he rolled over on to his side away from me. Taking my hand out of my briefs, I curled my body round his, like two spoons, and put my arm round him. More than anything I wanted to fondle his little cock through his underpants, but I didn't want to wake him or scare him. My stiff dick was pressed against his cute butt. His chocolate drink stood untouched.
Eventually, I drifted off.
I awoke at about 6 a.m. with a raging hard-on. That in itself was nothing unusual. I always have a boner in the mornings. I flipped the sheet back and looked across at Donnie, lying on his back, a small erection tenting his white briefs. Immediately, I knew I had to jerk off. The rush of sexual excitement, just seeing him there, almost naked, made me want to cum in my briefs right there and then. I slid my underpants down to mid-thigh and started stroking my cock, not rapidly, but with long, slow strokes, just enough to keep my on the edge of orgasm. Every so often, I would thumb the precum off the end of my dick and suck if off. I closed my eyes, and dreamed of kissing Donnie, of caressing his little butt while I sucked his boyish cock, of having him slide his dick up my eager ass.
I heard a faint chuckle and opened my eyes and looked over at Donnie. To my horror, his eyes were open and he was looking at me.
"Shit!" I said. "I didn't know you were awake."
"I was watching you having a wank. You have a huge dick!"
"Sorry about that," I said, hurriedly pulling up the sheet. "It's just a normal sized dick. You'll be this big in a couple of years. I'll finish my wank later."
"It's O.K. Don't mind me. Just carry on," he said, smiling. "I've seen guys wanking before."
"Like whom?"
"Friends at school. Everybody wanks all the time."
I flipped the sheet back again and continued to stroke my cock. "I just had to jerk off," I said. "I haven't had a wank since yesterday morning. I always jerk off before I get up."
"I haven't had a wank since, oh, the day before yesterday, I guess," he said.
"How long have you been wanking?" I asked.
"A couple of months now. At first I just got a big thrill, but now I'm shooting cum," he said proudly.
"Then you better join me. Pull your briefs down and wank away."
To my delight, he lowered his briefs, exposing a perfect four-inch replica of my own dick, uncut with a long foreskin. Gripping it with three fingers, he proceeded to pump it vigorously.
"Slow down," I said. "It's not a race. Just when I'm about to cum, I stop and cool off, then start again. The longer you make it last, the better it is. Some mornings, I'll be wanking for an hour or more. In fact, why don't we make it a competition to see who can cum last?"
"Cool," he said, slowing his action to match mine.
"Do your school-friends ever wank each other off?"
"Sometimes. Especially the older boys. Nobody's ever wanked me yet, though."
"A handsome boy like you - I'm amazed they're not falling over themselves to touch your cock."
"I've been groped a few times, even the Gym teacher gave me a feel once."
"Did you tell anyone?"
"No. I like him. He's very good looking."
"Donnie, would you mind if I touched your dick? It's much nicer when someone else is wanking you."
"Go ahead," he said, putting his hands behind his head.
I reached across and took his dick in my fingers. I had to stop stroking my own dick, for fear of cumming. He was rock hard, and I could smell the aroma as I rolled his foreskin back.
"How does that feel?" I asked, as I began to wank him.
"Fabulous," he said. "Don't stop."
I held the pace down, allowing his orgasm to build slowly, then I leaned across and took the end of his dick in my mouth. Releasing my fingers, I bathed the end of his dick with my tongue, and as his breath began to come in short gasps, I masturbated him with my lips, until his pulsing dick squirted a few drops of delicious cum into my mouth.
"Yummy!" I said, coming up for air. "I love the taste of cum."
"Isn't it yukky?"
"No, it tastes nice and creamy. How did it feel?"
"I never knew that wanking could be this good. I'd heard about blow-jobs, but that was nicer than I imagined."
"Any time you need a wank, just let me know and I'll help you out."
A few minutes later, we were both asleep.
I was awakened a couple of hours later, but the feel of his hand on my dick. He was rubbing it through the cotton of my white underpants. I opened my eyes to see him staring at my bulge as he caressed it. I lifted my hips and slid my briefs down to my knees. My rigid cock stood up vertically.
"Wow!" he said. "That's magnificent!" He took it in his hand and began to stroke it.
"Oh, Donnie," I groaned. "You're so beautiful. I love you so much. You've no idea how good that feels. I'm gonna cum any second. Oh, yes! Oh, Donnie, you gorgeous boy, don't stop. Jesus! Oh, yes!" As he sped up his action, I shot a remarkable load of cum up in the air and down on to my chest. The second surge landed on my stomach, then several more waves flowed out of my dick and down over Donnie's hand.
"Holy cow, that's a lot of cum," he said, giving his hand a tentative lick. "Mmm, it taste's O.K., creamy, like you said."
"Oh, Donnie, thank you so much. That was the best wank I've ever had."
"Anytime," he said. "Anytime you like, Dad. I like wanking you. It feels so sexy to have your dick in my hand."
"I know what you mean. Wanking someone is just as nice as being wanked."
We got up and make some coffee, sitting in the kitchen in our white briefs, Donnie still sporting his little hard-on. I told him about my life, my job as a writer, and the fact that I had a lover, Leon, my gorgeous black sex partner with a nice big dick.
"What do you guys do together?" he asked.
"He's coming over later today. You wanna watch us? Leon likes to be watched, so do I for that matter."
"You bet," he said eagerly.
"You can use my camcorder and make a dirty movie. Let's take a shower," I took him by the hand and lead him to the bathroom. We stood together pissing into the toilet, and just the sight of his little dick got my hornymones flowing again and I began to get hard.
I knelt down and pulled off his briefs, giving his cock a little kiss, then I stood up. "Pull my briefs off," I said. "I love to have a guy undress me."
He did, and just as I had done, he kissed my cock, which was now fully erect. In the shower, I soaped him all over, especially his dick and balls, pulling back his foreskin and washing the head carefully, then soaping the crack of his ass. "Your turn," I said, handing him the soap.
He began to soap my back, then my ass. "Push your soapy finger up my ass," I said, and shuddered as it slid in. "Oh, that feels good. Almost as nice as a dick."
"Does your friend Leon fuck you?" he asked.
It was the first time he'd used the "F" word, and I let it pass.
"Wait and see."
He soaped my legs, my chest and arms, tantalizingly leaving my cock until last, then he lathered it with soap and began to pump it enthusiastically.
"Don't make me cum just yet," I said.
"You want to save it for Leon?"
"Or for you."
We dried each other off, and went back into the bedroom. Pulling a clean pair of briefs from a drawer, I handed them to him. "Put those on me." He knelt down and pulled them up my legs, stopping when they reached my thighs. Then he took hold of my still stiff dick and put his lips around the tip.
"Oh yes, yes!" I groaned as his tongue ticked the end.
"I just wanted to know what it felt like to suck a dick. I guess I like it." He pulled my briefs all the way up, and gave my bulge a pat. "Goodbye, Mr. Dick."
From his suitcase, I extracted a clean pair of his underpants and dressed him in them. "In the house, all I wear is briefs," I said. "I don't bother dressing until I go out."
"Cool," he said.
We fried up some eggs and bacon, and had breakfast.
Then I phoned Leon.
It didn't take Leon very long to arrive. Soon, he was banging on the door, and I let him in. He looks a bit like Tiger Woods, handsome, black and sexy. I'd briefed him (if you'll pardon the pun) about Donnie and he was eager to meet the boy.
"My God!" he said, as I introduced him. "You're fucking gorgeous. You're the sexiest guy I've seen in years." Donnie, still wearing only his white underpants, had the grace to blush, which made him look even sexier.
"Leon," I said, "you know the rule. You've been here for at least two minutes and you still have your pants on!"
"I'd love it if Donnie were to take them off me," he said. Donnie obliged, kneeling down before Leon, unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants, revealing Leon's white Calvin Klein briefs. The pants dropped to the floor and Leon stepped out of them.
"Now we're all properly dressed," I said.
"Or undressed," said Donnie.
"Fuck, Leon," I said, "You know I can't keep my hands off you when you're showing yourself off in your underwear." I reached out and cupped his basked in my hand. He leaned forward and kissed me. "Would you like to see Leon's cock?" I asked Donnie.
"Oh yes, you bet," he replied, and I pulled Leon's nice big black seven inch beauty out of the fly of his briefs.
"Wow," said Donnie, "That's a monster."
"It's all yours, Donnie," said Leon, "if that's all right with you, Tony?"
"Fine with me," I said. "Donnie, why don't you take hold of it and see how it feels?"
Donnie stepped up to Leon, his gaze riveted on that lovely big black dick, and took it in his hand. Leon gave a little gasp of pleasure and reached to grab my cock, now beginning to push the front of my briefs out.
"I love it," said Donnie. "It's so fucking big! Can I wank you off?"
"Slow down," I said. "Let's all go into the bedroom and get comfortable." As we moved towards the bedroom, Leon pulled off his shirt, revealing his upper body covered in a white tank, his nipples visible through it, this muscular arms exposed. His black skin, contrasted with the white cotton, looked magnificent.
We all climbed on to the bed and Donnie immediately took Leon's dick in his hand again.
"Go slow, Donnie," he said. "I don't wanna cum too soon. I want Tony to fuck me first."
"You wanna watch?" I asked
"Definitely!" said Donnie.
I pulled my dick out of the front of my briefs. "Give me a little suck, Leon, just to make sure I'm really hard."
"Ooh, let me," cried Donnie, and clamped his lips around the end of my cock. My dick, hard before, was now like an iron bar. I reached for a condom on the bedside table and showed Donnie how to roll it on.
"It's not for safe sex," I explained. "I wear it so that after I've fucked Leon, I can take it off, and my dick's still nice and clean, ready for sucking."
Leon pulled off his underpants as I lubed up and lay on my back, so that he could impale himself on my dick, the way he likes it. It slid in easily, having been there many times before, and Leon began to bounce up and down on it, giving himself a royal fuck, right up to the hilt. "Shit," he said, "I love your dick up my nigga ass. Fuck me, you brute! Fuck me senseless! Oh, Christ, that feels so fucking good!"
"Wow," said Donnie, "Doesn't it hurt?"
Leon was too far gone to reply. "It would hurt you," I said. "You need to stretch your bum-hole with butt plugs and things before you're ready for a dick. You should stick to sucking for the moment. Why not put your cock in Leon's mouth, so he can have a dick at each end. He really knows how to suck a cock, believe me."
Donnie straddled me, pulled his nice four-incher out of his briefs and offered it to Leon, who didn't hesitate to put his lips around it. "Mmmm," he said, appreciatively. Donnie began to groan as Leon's tongue did its skilled work.
After a couple of minutes I called time out. "I'm too close to cumming," I said. "Jump off, Leon. It's your turn to fuck me. Pull my underpants off, please, Donnie." Releasing Leon's dick from his mouth, Donnie obliged, and I pulled the condom off. Leon grabbed my ankles and lifted them over my head.
"Guide me in, Donnie," he said. Donnie got another condom, ripped open the package and rolled it on to Leon's dick, then placed it with the tip against my rosebud. I relaxed my sphincter and Leon pushed. There was a momentary burning sensation, then I felt it slide all the way up, giving me that nice full feeling like I wanna take a shit.
"Fuck me, you nigga bastard!" I said. "Give me the pounding I fucking deserve. Yeah, like that! Harder! Slam it up me! Oh, yeah, fuck my white honky ass. I love your dick up me!" I kept on in the vein for a while, 'cos Leon likes it, and I really do like being fucked. After just a couple of minutes, which seemed a lot longer, Leon was obviously right on the edge.
"Pull out and cum in Donnie's mouth," I cried.
Leon removed his dick from my ass with a sucking sound, yanked off the condom and offered his dick to Donnie, who took almost half of its length into his mouth.
"Jesus!" I said. "There's a beautiful sight! My beautiful son sucking a big black dick. He sure takes after his old man."
Leon began to make yelping noised as he approached his orgasm. Donnie hung in there, masturbating him with his lips and then, with a cry, Leon erupted, shooting his load right into Donnie's mouth. Donnie milked the last drops with his hand and then looked a me with a grin, drops of cum leaking from his lips, running down his chin.
"Don't swallow just yet," I said. "I wanna share it." I pulled Donnie towards me and kissed him, pushing my tongue into his mouth and extracting as much of Leon's cum as I could. Then I broke away. "Now I need you to fuck me, Donnie."
He wasted no time. As I was pulling his white briefs down, he was unwrapping a new condom, then rolled it on to his cute little dick. I got on to my knees and said, "Fuck me like a dog, Donnie, shove your cock right up my hole." He needed no encouragement and soon I was enjoying the exquisite thrill of having my own son's cock up my eager ass. Being smaller than Leon's it slid in with no pain at all. Donnie pumped away as though he had been doing it all his life. "Oh yeah! Yeah!" he kept repeating, then reached around and took my cock in his hand. I was so aroused that I came in seconds, catching my cum in my hand, and immediately, I felt Donnie cumming in my ass.
As he pulled out of me, and rolled on to his back, he said, "Dad, I can't wait to be fucked by you."
Leon, who'd been watching us intently said, "Ah, family values. You can't beat `em."
The end.
Here is a list of my stories and where to find them: "White Briefs" series; Gay male, encounters, Jan 28, 04 "My Teenage Angel"; Gay male, adult/youth, Sept 6, 03 "Old Enough to Drink?" Gay male, adult/youth, Oct 31, 03 "My Wife and the Neighbor"; Bisexual, encounters, Oct 25, 03 "Three Way Piss Party"; Bisexual, urination, Sept 1, 03 "Yellow Hanky"; Gay male, urination, Sept 2, 03 "Hard on the Wind"; Gay male, adult/youth, Dec 8, 03 "Leon"; Gay male, beginnings, Feb 14, 04 and Gay male, interracial, Feb 4, 04 "Drinking Hers and His"; Bisexual, urination, Feb 8, 04 "The Making of a Pervert"; Bisexual, adult/youth, Feb 24, 04 "Teaching Little Amy"; Bisexual, adult/youth, Feb 24, 04 "A Crush on Mrs. Wilson, Lesbian, adult/youth, Mar 12, 04
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