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 The Importance of Discipline #2 by Xavier L

   This is a fictional story containing sex (might be considered forced at
times) between a father and his preteen son as well as unrelated adults. 
If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme
turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

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   I awoke early the next morning.  Steven was laying next to me and was
asleep on his stomach.  I lifted off the sheet and blanket and stared at
his naked ass.  I was already sprouting morning wood.  I grabbed some lube,
coated my dick, and rolled over on top of Steven.  He began to stir as I
positioned my cock at the pink entrance to his ass.  Without hesitating I
began sliding my hard dick into him.  He awoke more fully with a start.

   "Dad?!"

   "Shut up!" I said sternly and shoved his head back down onto his pillow.
I pushed my cock forward more.  He was a little looser than yesterday, but
not enough to make this go any faster.  "Gonna need to fuck you a lot
more!" I said.  I was so horny, this slow going was just tortuous.  So I
went ahead and just started shoving my cock forward as fast as it would go
in.  I could tell he wasn't enjoying it, but at this point I didn't really
care.  I swatted his ass and said "Relax!"

   I felt him try to comply.  I didn't know why I was being so rough really
except that it turned me on.  After a while longer my cock finally sank the
rest of the way in.  His ass was so tight, I had to wait until I began
fucking him.  While I lay there letting his stretched hole work to
accommodate me more easily, I rubbed his bare cheeks.  "Fucking hot ass
son!"

   I rested my weight on my forearms as I began to slowly fuck his widening
hole.  "You like that, don't you boy?" I asked.

   He remained silent.

   I rammed my cock in and said, through gritted teeth, "Don't you boy?!"

   "Yes!"

   "Yes, Daddy!" I said.

   "Yes, Daddy!" he repeated obediently.

   "Yeah, that's a good boy.  Maybe you're starting to learn, huh son?"

   "Yes, Daddy."

   I began fucking him a little faster now.  "Yeah, Daddy loves fucking
you, son.  You've got a hot ass." I softly kissed the side of his face as I
pumped my cock back and forth in his butt.  "Yeah, you're a lot better than
Mommy was." I continued slowing fucking him in silence for a while.  I
decided I wanted a better angle, so I grabbed a pillow and shoved it under
his hips.  I sucked on the side of his neck as I tried out this new
position.  It worked better, and I was getting close.  "Steven, tell me you
want me to fuck you."

   "What?"

   "Tell me you want me to fuck you.  Ask for it."

   There was a brief pause, and I rammed my dick into him again.  He moaned
loudly before saying "Fuck me Daddy!  Please!"

   "Yeah, you like Daddy's big dick."

   "Yes, Daddy!"

   That was all it took.  I began pounding him harder now.  The creaking of
the bed mixed with his moaning and my ragged breathing.

   "Fuck me, Daddy!" he said voluntarily.

   I grabbed his shoulders and plowed his hole as my orgasm grew and then
finally exploded.  His ass clamped around my cock forcing it to shoot more
of my hot load.  As my cock continued to drain, I kissed him softly. 
"Daddy's very proud of you Steven."

   "Thanks, Daddy."

   Then I reached under his body and pushed the pillow down further so I
had access to his cock.  It was soft which kind of surprised me.  But I
noticed it was wet.  I swept my hand across the sheet under him and found a
sticky mess and realized he had came while I fucked him.  I felt a little
cheated but was glad he had relief.

   Finally I had to pull out of him as my dick had shrunk quite a bit. 
"Let's get some breakfast," I said, and we walked, naked, to the kitchen
and ate.

   During the rest of the day we kind of did our own thing.  Ted, a
longtime friend of mine, came over for some beer that afternoon.  We sat
watching TV, and I listened to him complain about his wife: her cooking,
she wouldn't blow him, she spent too much money, etc.

   "Ain't nothing like a good blow, that's for sure." I said.

   "You ain't fucking lying!" he replied laughing.  "I get horny just
TALKING about getting a blow."

   I chuckled as I took another swig of my beer.  I could tell Ted was kind
of tipsy.  All of a sudden a purely evil thought occurred to me.  And it
made me horny as hell.  "You know, Ted, I know someone who could give you a
blow."

   "What?  You're kidding!"

   "Nope.  Serious as shit."

   I could see the look in his eyes.  They showed a hunger and longing but
also wariness.

   "And it isn't me asshole," I said jokingly.

   He playfully slapped me in the back of the head.  I glanced down and
could see his jeans had a bulge growing though.

   I let him think about it for a while, and take a few more swigs of his
beer.  "You interested?"

   "You ARE serious!"

   "Fucking told you I was."

   "And it's secret.  You don't tell ANY FUCKING ONE!"

   "And you don't either."

   We sat in silence for a few more moments.  "Fuck, I'm game." I saw his
hand go to his crotch and absentmindedly rub his package.

   I smiled.  "Steven!  Come here."

   Ted looked a little perplexed but not alarmed.

   Steven entered the room.  "Yes, Daddy?"

   "Ted needs some help.  Undo his pants and suck his dick."

   "What?!" Ted asked as Steven moved between his legs.  Steven glanced at
me, and I nodded my approval.

   As Steven's hands reached out, Ted started to respond.  "No, dude.  Fuck
no!" But his protests stopped as I put my hand on his chest and shoved him
easily back into the couch at the same time as Steven's hand slid over the
firm lump in Ted's jeans.

   Ted looked at me.  I smiled and nodded my head.  "It's cool dude.  It's
cool."

   Ted stared at Steven as he unzipped the fly of the jeans.  He inserted
his fingers to fish Ted's cock out but wasn't having a lot of success.

   "Help him out, Ted."

   Ted's shaky hands undid the waist of his jeans.  He slid his jeans down.
Steven's fingers disappeared into the fly of Ted's boxers and fished out
the straining cock.  Ted's eyes grew large as he watched and felt Steven
handling his dick.  They seemed to grow even larger as the blonde head
lowered toward his crotch.  As soon as his meat entered my son's wet mouth,
Ted's eyes rolled back in his head, and his head fell backward.

   Steven went up and down on his rod a few times before announcing: "I
can't get to his balls, Daddy."

   Not needing a cue, Ted reached down and shoved his boxers down.  I
pulled the pants and boxers down to below his knees as Steven pushed his
hairy legs apart and lowered his head to suck on his balls.

   "Fuck!" Ted hissed, biting his lower lip as Steven's red lips began
working his hairy sac.

   Steven went back to sucking Ted.  "You can force his head down if you
want, Ted.  It's OK."

   Ted waited for a while before I saw him tentatively move his hand to the
back of my boy's head and started bobbing the head up and down.  "Goddamn!"
he said.

   "Swallow it Stevie," I instructed as I slid off the couch.  I walked on
my knees until I was behind Steven.  I lifted his shirt off his body and
tweaked his nipples as he sucked off my bud.  Ted watched me occasionally
when his eyes weren't closed in the absolute pleasure he was experiencing.
"Suck on his nipples, Steven."

   Ted's eyes flew open, and he watched Steven push Ted's shirt up exposing
his muscular chest.  Immediately his mouth moved to a nipple and began
sucking on it.  Ted seized Steven's head and pushed it firmly against him.
Meanwhile, I lowered Steven's shorts and underwear and began lightly
stroking his dick while my other hand snaked around his other side and
massaged his balls.

   Ted released Steven's head and guided it back to his throbbing cock.  I
smiled in satisfaction as I watched him devour the thick shaft.  I wanted
badly to shove my cock in his ass, but something held me back.  I continued
jerking my son off while he blew Ted.  Soon Ted was warning us: "I'm gonna
shoot, man!"

   Steven kept sucking.

   "Dude, I'm gonna come!"

   I smiled and said "He'll swallow."

   "Shit!" Ted moaned as he grabbed Steven's head more firmly.  I saw his
hips bucking upward as he fucked my son's angelic face.

   I smiled again as I heard Steven gagging and knew he was swallowing my
friend's load.  As he finished Ted off, he shot his own warm load into my
hand.  When he was done, I pulled up his shorts and handed him his shirt
and dismissed him.

   When Steven had left, Ted looked at me and said "What the fuck?!  That
was awesome!" And then a pause before adding, "and sick at the same time."

   I shrugged and got back up on the couch as Ted pulled his jeans and
boxers back up.  He didn't stay long after that.  Thanked me for the beer
and "the other thing," and left.  But I knew he'd be back.  And for some
reason, that gave me a lot of satisfaction.