****** Father and Son First Time by draw33@hotmail.com ******
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Father and Son First Time


Not getting satisfaction from my cold and dry wife, I took to going to one of
the public toilet, for my pleasure. Gay sex was not something new to me, I had
first experienced it as a boy, and had indulged in it from time to time, even
after I was married.

The toilets I most frequently went to were quite clean, and beside the urinal,
there were three pan cubicles. The side wall in the two end cubicles went from
roof to the floor, but the separating walls between the end cubicles the middle
one, did not. They were of stainless steel, and had been left with a gap of
about 18 inches between the floor and the bottom of the wall. This was quite
handy because if you wished, (and I did.) you could slide your knees under the
wall and let the person in the other cubicle have a good go at your cock. Not
only that, but by bending forward a little, you could see if the other person
was playing with himself, and so know if it was OK to make an approach.

In recent times while there, I had several times found a young boy in the
cubicle next to me. I say young because he always wore short pants and had
schoolboy socks on. I could never see what he looked like, but he did play with
his cock, and he liked having his cock played with. It was great to play with
him, but he would never put his knees under the wall, so all I could do was to
masturbate him by reaching under the wall. He was also very shy, because he
would run out quickly after I'd brought him off, so I never got him to wank me
properly. I always hoped that one day I would.

It was summer, and this particular morning as I was on my way to work, I went
in and took my favourite middle cube. It was very early and I knew that I'd
probably not find anyone, but to my surprise, that unknown boy entered shortly
after me.

I was pretty sure it was the same lad, but checked by looking under the wall to
make sure he was playing with himself. Sure enough he was, and after putting my
hand and arm under the wall and feeling him right up to his wee cock, I wrote
him a quick note, asking him if he would come with me to a place where we could
be alone and not be seen. To my surprise, he passed the paper back to me, with
just the one word on it. "Yes".

Quickly I made another notes and told him to wait for me outside near the door.
He didn't reply, but I was sure he would do as I'd told him, because he quickly
pulled up his pants, and I saw his feet as he quickly left the cube. I also
hurriedly pulled up my pants, all the time thinking about the great time I was
going to have with this young kid, and contemplating just how old he was.

I was completely shocked when I stepped outside to find that it was my
thirteen-year-old son David who was waiting me. I glanced around, but there was
no one else. Also the look on my son's face was enough to confirm that it was
he who had been in the toilet. He stood there not knowing what to do or where
to look.

I was the first to regain my composure, and taking him by his elbow, I quickly
guided him towards where I had left the car. David was physically shaking, and
if I'd stopped to check, I'd have found that I was too.

I remember fumbling as I tried to get the key into the passenger door lock, but
soon had my son inside. David was sobbing, and trying to hold back his tears,
and I was afraid we'd attract unwanted attention, so I quickly got in and
started the car and pulled out into the traffic. We had not said a word to each
other during all period. David had tears streaming down his cheeks by then, and
between his gasping sobs, he started saying, "Sorry, sorry," and I quickly got
away from where there were people.

"It's OK," I repeated over and over again as I kept trying to calm him.

In my mind I'd planned to take the unknown boy to a secluded area not too far
from town, and to initiate him into all the pleasures of gay sex. Even now
finding this boy to be my son, my subconscious mind continued to push me
towards that same destination. My mind was in a whirl, trying to work out how
to handle this unexpected situation. As we cleared the bulk of the traffic, I
rested my hand on my son's knee in an effort to comfort him, but all it did was
to inflame my passions inside me. I told him that I wasn't angry with him. How
could I?

Without even thinking about where I was going, I suddenly found myself driving
through the entrance of this lonely secluded place, that I had all the time
planed on taking this unknown boy. I still had my hand on my son's bare knee,
and he had made no effort to remove it.

I guided the car deep into the bush covered area, before pulling over under the
cover of a thick grove of trees. I turned to David, my son who had stopped
snivelling, but was still very apprehensive. I put my arm around his shoulders,
attempting to comfort to him. We talked for some time about his homosexual
feelings, and what all he had done. I gathered that until then he had done very
little other than to let one or two men, (Mainly me) touch and masturbate him
under that toilet wall. I was the first one that he had agreed to go anywhere
with, so technically he was still a boy virgin. Well it was in that part of him
that interested me then.

During our talking I had removed my hand from his knee, but by then I was
getting very horny again. I still had my arm lightly around my son's shoulders,
and very tentatively I put my hand back on my son's knee, and moved it up his
thigh to the front of his pants. He flinched as I pressed my fingers against
where his little cock was, and found him soft. This was not how he had been in
the toilets before he knew who I was. It was also a state that I could not
allow him to remain in for too long, because I knew that if I did, I would
never be able to do what I most wanted to do.

I rubbed him gently, feeling him through his pants, but still he remained soft.
So I unzipped the front of his pants, and undid the securing button at the top
of his fly. I pulled them and his undies down until his little soft cock was
exposed. Gently I cupped his ball sack and fondled it and his wee cock until he
could control himself no longer, and of it's own accord, his wee prick began to
stiffen and straighten up. God it was wonderful to see that little stiffening
cock, rising up from a completely hairless belly. As it grew and hardened,
David turned his head in towards my shoulder, but all the time he was looking
down at what was happening to him.

Once his cock was fully stiff, I took it between my finger and thumb, and began
gently masturbating him. I could tell by the way he fidgeted that he was liking
it.

The inside of the car was very restrictive, so I released him, and slipped out
of the car. Quickly I moved around the car to his door and opened it. He had
become scared again by the time I got there, and had grasped his pants to cover
himself, but had not had time to pull his undies up properly, or to do up the
button and zip. I moved his hand away, and again gave him a little rub before
taking a rug off the back seat, and got him out of the car. He was still
desperately trying to hold up his pants, but once I had him standing, I pushed
his pants and undies down to his ankles, and made him lift his feet while I
took them from him. I spread the rug out on the ground, and took his shoes and
socks off, before giving his wee stiff cock a little suck. I had sucked him
once before in the toilets, and I knew that he liked it. His reactions were as
I had expected. He started humping immediately, and would have fallen had he
not grasped hold of the car door. I got my son to kneel on the rug, and I
quickly took the rest of his clothes from him. Oh how beautiful he looked
kneeling there. Stark naked and not a hair on his beautiful young body. His
little four and a bit inch cock that looked more like a finger, was by then
standing straight up and out from his belly.

Quickly I removed all of my clothes, and got onto my knees in front of my son.
I bent and took his tool into my mouth. It was easy to suck him right in, which
I did, till my nose was pressing against his bare, hairless pelvis. I sucked
and swallowed on his cock until I knew he was getting very close to climaxing.
I didn't want him to climax, at least not until after I had taken my pleasure
from him first. So I stopped and pulled away from his prick, and I could tell
he was frustrated when I did that. I had to encourage and tempt him quite a bit
before he would take the head of my cock into his mouth, but he did it. Oh it
was wonderful to look down and watch my naked twelve year old son sucking on my
cock.

I kept him sucking me until I was got close to coming. Then pulling my cock
from his mouth, I moved away a little and told him to lean forward over the
front seat of the car. You see, the door to the passenger side was still open.
He did as he was told, and I got behind him. I made him lift up until his hole
was about at the right height for me. I took some KY jelly from my pants pocket
and first squeezed some onto my cock. David looked back to see what I was
doing, an he watched fascinated as I greased my cock ready for my entry into
him. He flinched as I squeezed another glob of cold KY jelly out onto middle of
his little brown bum hole. I smoothed it all around his entrance, before poking
some inside him with my finger, which made David gasp and move forward a little
in shock.

All the times I had met David in those toilets, I had tried repeatedly to try
to get my finger up his bum, but he wouldn't let me. Now he really had no
option. He had such a beautiful tight little arse. Smooth as silk, both outside
and out. David didn't cry out, but he frequently gasped and moved his bum
around as I administered to him.

As soon as I had him fully prepared, I moved up close behind. I made him rest
his chest over the edge of the seat, so he couldn't move forward away from me
when I tried to go into him. Grasping him around his middle with one arm I
guided the tip of my cock down between his smooth young buttocks till I had it
against his tight little arsehole. Steadily I began pushing against it with
increasing pressure, until slowly his hole began to open to me. Bit by bit I
felt the tip of my cock expanding his wee hole. As I stretched him, David began
struggling a little, but all the time trying hard not to call out. Just as the
flanged head of my cock disappeared with a plop inside him, his moans turned to
soft squeezed out cries of, "Nooo! Noooooo! Please dad! Noooooooo! Stooooop!
Pleeease stop!"

I knew the pain and discomfort that he was experiencing, because I had been
through it myself when I was not much older than him. My experience had not
been with my father though, but with a man who just wanted sex.

Anyway, having the whole head of my cock within him, I knew that so long as I
kept just light inward pressure on it, I couldn't easily be disengaged. Ceasing
my hard inward pressure, my son's cries ceased, but he still sobbed and said
that it had hurt him. I explained that this would be so, but only until I got
my cock fully up inside him. I gave him a little time to recover, then putting
both my arms around his middle, I started applying more pressure into him
again. As my prick started moving up into him again, David's stifled cries
began again. I was thankful we were in a place where we were not likely to be
heard. Despite his protests, steadily pushed on into him. At one point I looked
down and watched as my cock slid further and further up into my son's young
bum, until I could see it no more. I gave one last hard push, and my hairy
pelvis became hard up against his smooth young buttocks, and he ceased crying
out.

With my cock fully up inside my son's bum, I took my jelly and squeezed some
into the palm of one hand, and rubbed both together so the jelly was equally
spread between them. I slipped my arms around my son's waist again, and felt
downward until I could hold his cock. Interlacing my fingers I grasped his wee
dick in both hands and started to wank him in time as I started fucking him. I
made sure that I rubbed my thumb over the tip of his wee cock each time I
thrust into him. He was quiet now, and I felt his bum tightening and relaxing
in unison with my fucking of him. Soon he was also pumping backwards to meet my
thrusts, then wham, he cried out as he went into a full mighty orgasm, and I
quickly followed, and I blow loads of my hot slippery spunk right up into my
son.

He was totally exhausted at the end, and so was I. We remained as we were with
me hard up inside him, and slowly my cock shrank and went soft, before I pulled
it from him. It came out like a limp worm from a hole, making a light sloshing
noise as is flopped out. We were both sexually spent, but I know for sure now,
that my son had enjoyed his first fuck in his bum.

I fucked him again that day, before we finally went home. It was an experience
that neither of us will ever forget. That was almost fifteen years ago, and I
have fucked my son many times since. Even now that he is married and has a
family of his own, he regularly comes around to visit me, and to have me give
him the pleasure we both love.


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