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Archive name: son01.txt (M/m-teen, exh, nc, ped, huml)
Authors name: dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
Story title : Son of a Preacher Man - 1

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Son of a Preacher Man - 1
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

He may be a preacher but he has an unusual way of 
bringing up his son. (M/m-teen, exh, nc, ped, huml)

***

When my dear wife died of Cancer at the age of thirty-
four it was rough for both myself and my fourteen year 
old son. As a Baptist minister, I had believed in the 
sanctity of marriage, and the thought of straying from 
my lovely wife never even occurred to me. But I am a 
man with strong sexual need. 

I used to fuck my wife three times a day. We were very 
open about our sexual relations. I would simply say to 
dear Beverly, It's time for some fucky-wucky. And we 
would go into the bedroom and fuck to our hearts 
content, even when my son had some of his friends over 
to the house. After all, we were married, and it was a 
wonderful example of a marriage that truly worked. 

I know Chaz and his pals used to listen at the bedroom 
door and perhaps even peek in as I often left the door 
open a crack, but I felt that was the perfect way to 
teach sexual education to them. What better sight than 
to see a loving husband and wife copulate. 

Chaz was seven or eight when he came in from playing in 
the yard to find me fucking Beverly on the kitchen 
table. I felt that rather than making something nasty 
out of it, I should just continue and explain to him 
that this is what normal healthy husbands and wives do. 
Ever since that day, I would catch Chaz staring at my 
dick when we showered or took a bath together. 

I wanted him to grow up normal and feel comfortable 
about other men, so we began to bathe together several 
times a week from the time he was eight to this very 
day at fourteen. As part of the bath time ritual we 
wash each other all over. Sometimes my dear wife would 
come in and wash us both. Chaz was always embarrassed 
to have his dick and balls washed by his mom, but I 
showed him how easy it was, as Beverly would soap up 
and clean my nut sack and prick and asshole in front of 
him.

"There is nothing dirty son about nudity or sex in the 
family. If you are married it is a holy act. It is a 
sin to fuck girls you are not married to. You must 
never do that. You must never even touch a girl who is 
not your wife on the pussy or breasts. You must never 
kiss a girl who is not your wife. I know your friends 
will do such sinful things as you get older, but 
remember you are the son of a minister of the Lord. So 
you have to be a shining example. Now promise me son, 
that you will never ever kiss a girl." 

My son who was twelve at the time nodded solemnly and 
promised. Now I am not a prude, and I know that boys of 
that age have sexual feelings. So I did allow Chaz to 
masturbate as long as his mother or I were there to 
watch. I explained that I didn't want him having any 
dirty thoughts in private, so he should always share 
his sexual feelings with us. We'd allow him to sit bare 
assed on the couch in front of us and jerk his teen 
prick. 

After he would shoot his load, my wife would even help 
to clean up the mess. Our son is very beautiful as you 
can see from these photos. He actually looks much like 
my wife. He has the softest skin and the most beautiful 
face, especially his mouth. 

Beverly used to suck my dick every single day. 
Sometimes we allowed Chaz to watch so that when he gets 
married some day, he will know what to do with his 
lovely Bride. We always made sex a beautiful thing, 
never dirty in any way. When Chaz and his school chums 
walked in on one of our fuck sessions, I always 
explained to his buddies that we were husband and wife 
and it was an act blessed by God.

I think those schoolboys must have been touched by my 
message, because they always seemed to want to hang 
around to watch the consummation of our blessed act. To 
show them how a loving wife obeys her husband, my wife 
would lick my dripping dick clean after the fuck. Then 
I would show them my prick close up. 

"You see boys, not a trace of cunt-slime or cum on my 
dick...she does such a good job cleaning it." I 
explained to the boys that that was part of a woman's 
job in life, to clean her husband's dick after a good 
fuck.

We were a very happy family. Once when I caught Chaz 
talking to a girl when I was checking on him at the 
school, I had to punish him. But he knew it was for his 
own good. When his stomach was bloated out like a 
pregnant woman from the huge enema that he was not 
allowed to expel in spite of the cramps and he was 
doing one hundred squats for me and my wife, he 
confessed that even talking to a girl made him feel 
funny in his dick. 

He knew he was having sinful thoughts, and he never did 
it again. He stayed away from all members of the 
opposite sex except Beverly. Often, so that our family 
could bond better, we would all sleep together in one 
big bed, naked of course as the Lord intended. 

Chaz didn't mind this until he turned thirteen or so, 
then he confessed that he felt awkward. He was shy of 
course because he used to throw a boner when he rubbed 
up against us or when Beverly and I fucked or did oral 
sex with him lying right next to us. 

We convinced him that getting a boner was normal at his 
age and he should be proud of it, not shy. We would 
have him kneel on the bed next to us and tense his 
tummy muscles so his erect prick would bounce and leak. 

"You see son, we're not embarrassed," I would say, 
reaching out and pumping his prick. My dear wife would 
cup his balls or run a finger down his smooth young ass 
crack and soon he would be spraying us with his teen 
fuck. We all had a good laugh over that.

And then tragedy struck. We lost Beverly. Mercifully it 
happened quickly, and she didn't suffer much. For a 
week or so, Sex was the furthest thing from my mind, 
but then, my dick just took over, and I could hardly 
write my sermons or do teen counseling as my dick was 
always hard and leaking. I tried to jerk off, but it 
did no good. I needed sex with another person. 

It was about then that I began to notice the similarity 
in looks between fourteen year old Chaz and my dead 
wife. Now I could have sought sex in the outside world, 
but I am a preacher of the Lord and I didn't want to 
commit any sinful acts. So I after some careful 
thought, I decided to make Chaz my new wife. I would 
marry him in the eyes of the Lord in a private ceremony 
and he would be my new mate, sort of like keeping 
Beverly with me.

Chaz didn't like the idea. He wanted to have a so 
called "normal" life. He told me boys his age at school 
were not only talking to girls, but dating them. And 
boys in his church discussion groups admitted to the 
same.

"Chaz, you are very special, and you have to stay 
special. God has placed you here to help me with my 
religious calling. You know I am a highly sexed 
individual. You also know I never want to sin or have 
sex with a scarlet hussy...therefore you have to accept 
this cross to bear. You have to sacrifice some personal 
joy to help me with the Lord's work. Chaz, I'll be 
honest with you, I can't even write my sermons, I need 
to fuck pussy so badly. I'm still a relatively young 
man, why should I throw my life away. Think of the 
people I can help." 

We were seated on the couch in just our jeans, wearing 
not shirts as it was a hot afternoon. I started to play 
with his fine young nipples. I decided then that I 
would exercise his fourteen year old boy nipples every 
day so they would grow long and rubbery like Beverly's 
were.

"I want to teach you about sex, Son." I took out some 
porno magazines that I sometimes used in my teen 
counseling classes as examples of sin, and showed him 
first pictures of men and women fucking. Then pictures 
of two men fucking. Then pictures of a teenage boy and 
girl fucking and sucking. Then a picture of an older 
man fucking the ass of a teenage boy. 

I asked him to tell me which of the acts were sinful 
and which were blessed in the eyes of the Lord. I 
explained to him while I rubbed his naked tummy and saw 
his dick grow into a hard lump in his jeans, that the 
picture of the man fucking the boy's ass was not 
sinful. The boy wouldn't get pregnant, the boy was not 
a scarlet woman, a prostitute or hussy. He was not a 
cock hungry slut like most girls were from the age of 
ten onward, or like one of the dirty cunts at his 
school. I explained that the man had most likely lost 
his wife, just like I had, and that the boy was helping 
him out.

Now I took my son's beautiful smooth face in my hands 
and I kissed his soft lips. I put my tongue into his 
mouth. He was used to this as we often had kissing 
practice so that when he got married he would know how 
to please his wife. I swabbed my thick tongue all 
around the inside of his teen mouth collecting his spit 
and swallowing it. He tasted like Beverly. My dick was 
throwing a fucking fit in my pants. I felt his moist 
armpits and his smooth back. I sucked on his neck as he 
sat there awkwardly not sure what to do and not liking 
his new role in life.

"You are doing very well son. God is smiling at you. 
Now let's get those jeans off you. You know I told you 
before, it' s not healthy to strangle your teen prick. 
When it gets hard, you must let it out for air, even if 
it's at school." 

I'd been giving Chaz Viagra several times a week since 
he was twelve, in hopes that he would one day be as 
sexually healthy as his old man.
I slipped his pants off to reveal his beautiful thick 
teen boy prick in all its glory. Then I stood. "Now 
son, help Dad off with his pants. His prick is hard and 
leaking too." I stood there with my stiff dick weaving 
and bobbing in my fourteen year old son's angelic face. 
"We're going to have a wonderful life together, just 
like we did when your mom was alive." 

I took his hand and started him pumping my prick. 

"You have to do your mom's work now Chaz. Remember how 
good she was a prick pumping? Remember how she'd beat 
your fuck-meat until you sprayed all over the bed? 
We're going to have that kind of fun again, I promise. 
Look Chaz my dick is leaking. Now remember what I 
taught you...that's called pre fuck. And there may be a 
bit of a new brother or sister in there for you, so be 
a good boy and lick up your brother or sister." 

Chaz didn't want to lick up my cock slop, but I told 
him God would be angry and so would his mom if he 
didn't do a good job.
 

I can't tell you how wonderful it felt to have my own 
fourteen year old son licking the tip of my leaking 
prick. "Oh Chaz, Fuck you lick piss-hole good. I think 
I may have to home school you, so we can stay bare-
assed all day and do this while you study. Look how big 
my fucking dick head is getting Chaz. Now let's review 
what I taught you yesterday. Remember when I had you 
suck on that banana and cucumber so you someday could 
show your wife how to suck your cock properly. Well now 
you can become an expert by practicing on mine. That 
way you'll really be able to teach your bride, as she 
will certainly be a virgin and never have sucked dick-
meat. 

"Don't be shy about sucking me Son, I am your father 
and a minister of the Lord. Just last month. I had a 
teenage boy in counseling who is afraid that he is a 
homosexual. I told him the only way to find out was to 
have him suck my dick and see if he liked it. I think 
he is queer because he did it better than a lot of 
cunts. I told him to go out and hang around park 
toilets and gay bars and try to suck five to ten dicks 
a day. That way he will find out what he really feels. 
I pray for him that he is not queer, but God knows 
best. Of course by the time the boy is twelve, he may 
very well have different feelings." 

I had Chaz suck my dick and lick my balls for about 
forty-five minutes. He soon got the knack of it.


"Now listen Cunt... I mean Chaz. I need to teach you 
the thing I loved most to have your mom do. You know 
what that is, don't you. You know I love it even more 
than fucking and sucking."

Chaz is so cute when he makes his face. It gets all 
twisted up. "Please Dad, I don't wanna do that...."

"Chaz, you have to. Your mother would want you to. 
Don't you want to make her happy up in Heaven? Now come 
on, its not so bad, no worse than licking balls. You'll 
love it after a while. Now come on Chaz and lick and 
suck Daddy's asshole."

Is it wrong for me to admit that I loved the feel of 
Chaz's fourteen year old boy tongue up my asshole even 
more than Beverly's sweet tongue? Something about his 
fresh youthful innocence about his lean boy body, about 
his teen lips pressed at my ass-lips while his tongue 
probes my rectum. I was as close to heaven as I have 
ever been. I knew then that Chaz would be sucking my 
ass, five or six times a day. 

I wanted to try something I read about once, having a 
boy or girl eat a meal out of your asshole. I would 
shove rice, or peaches or something up there. One of 
Chaz's favorite foods and then have him suck it 
directly out of my asshole. That would be so nice. Chaz 
sucked my hole for about twenty minutes. At first he 
gagged some, but eventually he really got into it I 
think. But I could hold out no longer. It was time to 
fuck the boy. Time to turn him from a teenage boy into 
my own private preacher man pussy. I felt his solid 
smooth ass globes.
 
"Come on Chaz... time to fuck some boy-cunt."

Continued in part 2...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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