Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2004 18:25:40 -0600
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Jeremy's Rub Down

Jeremy's Rub Down
by Xavier

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his minor
son.  The usual comments and warnings apply.  If you have a hard time
separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you
shouldn't continue reading.

Please feel free to email me with comments at
xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk.

My son was only 10 but was already a star athlete.  Today he had a rough
soccer game.  Coach kept him in most of the game, so he was totally
exhausted.  When we got home, he plopped on the couch exhausted.  I didn't
want him getting the stink from his sweat all into the cushions, so I told
him to either go shower and change or at least take his uniform off.  Being
too tired to do much else, he chose the latter and his uniform ended up in
a heap on the living room floor, and there he sat in nothing but his white
Fruit of the Looms.  I rolled my eyes and got us some dinner.  I noticed
throughout the day he had the sniffles, so I gave him some nighttime cold
medicine.  When we had finished dinner, and with his cherry-flavored cold
medicine cocktail, he turned to me: "Daddy, I'm so sore.  Can you give me a
rub?"

I said sure and got some lotion out of the bathroom.  When I came back to
the living room, he was lying on his belly sprawled out.  The TV was on,
and he was watching one of his favorite cartoons.  I began rubbing his back
gently.  "Daddy, my legs hurt the most right now."  So I started with his
feet.  He had big feet for his size, so I figured he'd be tall once he grew
into those feet.  I used to joke with him and tell him he had gunboats for
feet, or I'd joke about the peach fuzz already on his toes and tell him he
was going to have Hobbit feet.  If I was really teasing him, I'd start
calling him Frodo.  That usually ended up in a wrestling match, which
sometimes I'd let him win.

I moved onto his legs.  They were firm from all the running he does.  His
skin was so incredibly smooth beneath my hands.  It was almost a pity to
have put lotion on them.  As I got near his butt, I took notice of what a
nice, small butt he had.  It was absolutely perfect looking even through
the underwear.  I don't know why, but I had this strong urge to feel his
cheeks.  I looked up and his eyes were closed, his facial muscles
completely relaxed.  I took note of his breathing, and it appeared he was
asleep.  I began rubbing his back, enjoying the feel of his satin skin
beneath my touch on the curve of his back and up over his early muscles.
His ass called to me again.  I checked on him again and even game him a
little shake.  He was out cold.  The combination of the medicine and his
exhaustion had him in a deep slumber.

I gently ran my hands over the cotton of his briefs.  He didn't stir.  I
felt all along those perfect mounds, following them down to his thighs and
then letting my hands caress his inner thighs and rub up against his nut
sack.  I leaned down and took his musky scent into my nostrils.  It was
then that I noticed his underwear was somewhat damp from his sweat.  I
leaned down and breathed in deep and could make out the strong aroma.  I
don't know why, but I was now rock hard, my cock straining against my
shorts, trying to break free.  The desire to see those bare cheeks was
overwhelming.  I inserted my fingers beneath their waistband and slowly and
methodically peeled them off of his skin.  When I could see the gentle
upslope where his ass met his back, I pulled the underwear down more
earnestly, exposing his beautiful creamy white skin.  When I pulled them
down all the way past his cheeks, I began devouring the smooth skin with my
hands, gently sliding them over silky skin and other times softly kneading
them.

I greedily pulled his underwear completely off and slid my hand between his
legs until I could feel his genitals.  His cock got hard beneath the
pressure of my fingers.  His ass stared up at me, drawing me into imagining
how tight his hole must be.  This made my cock throb.  I checked him again,
and he was still asleep.  I put some lotion on my little finger and spread
his cheeks apart.  I then gently inserted the tip of my little finger.  His
sphincter clamped down on my intrusion.  I slid it gently back and forth.
My god it was so fucking tight.  That little pink hole beckoned me, made me
lose control of all reason.  My hands were shaking as I stood up and
rapidly stripped off my shorts and boxers, my cock slapping upward at last
freed.

I sat there rubbing my cock, staring at my son's ass.  I couldn't!  I
thought to myself.  I continued to think this as I stretched out over his
body.  At first I simply inserted my dick between his thighs and pushed his
legs closed with mine.  I began to move back and forth, his silken skin
bringing me new sensations of pleasure.  Every time I thrust down, I would
be met by Jeremy's hot ass.  His thighs could no longer please me.  I got
up, slathered lotion on my dick and Jeremy's hole and then took my position
again, only this time straddling his legs while I held his ass cheeks
apart.  I lined up the head of my dick with his tight orifice.  I stopped
only long enough to make sure he was still asleep and then presented my
dick for admittance.

As my head gently slid in with some pressure, I couldn't believe the
feelings this gave my body.  I had experienced nothing like before.  When
his ass swallowed the head of my shaft, my body almost went limp.  I was on
fire.  As I lowered myself into him more, the fire spread within me as inch
by inch his ass swallowed my rod.  When at last he had swallowed every
inch, our bodies pressed together, I held still my hot breath beating down
on the back of his head.  I heard some soft moans, and his body slightly
shifted beneath me, but he was not able to completely wake up.  I noticed
the feel of his small, satin legs against my larger, hairy ones and then
began to slide my dick back and forth in and out of my son's love hole.
Words cannot describe the sheer ecstasy that possessed my mind and body.

I shifted our bodies a bit to get better leverage and then started fucking
my son's ass, his upper body bucking up and down as I plowed into his ass
abandoning myself to my lust and the incredible tightness of Jeremy's once
virgin ass.  I kept up my rhythm until my body stiffened and then quivered
as I unloaded my cum into that tight, little ass.  I shot more times than I
ever have, buried inside my son.  When my dick was finally limp, I got up
and cleaned my son's hole from the cum and lotion.  I once again enjoyed
the feel of his naked body.  I gently picked him up and carried him to his
bed and tucked him in, gave him a kiss on the forehead and left his room,
shutting the door behind me.  My mind swirled a bit with the weight of what
I had just done, but also from the incredible experience it was.  Was
something wrong with me?  But god did it feel good.

I lay down in bed and fell asleep with visions of Jeremy's perfect ass
emblazoned in my vision and dreams.

Part #2 coming soon