Seeing My Son's YouTube Video
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his preteen son. 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 was busy at work when I got a text from a good friend: “Don't ask me where I saw this. I found it by surprise. Be somewhere private when you view it. Thought you should know.”

That seemed pretty odd to me. My office door was already closed, so I went ahead and clicked on the video. It was some young kid with his legs in the air. He was slowly moving his finger around his pink asshole. 

I was confused as to why in the hell he would send me a vid like this. He knows I'm not a homo. But then the camera view went up between the boys legs, and I saw my son's blue eyes staring out of my phone. My 12-year-old son had made a video of himself playing with his ass!

Then things got a little more involved as I watched him use a couple of different items in his hole. First he used a tapered candle. Then I saw him suck on a small cucumber before I watched him bite his lip as he slowly fucked himself with the goddamned vegetable.

I absentmindedly rubbed my hard-on which I hadn't realized I had developed. Instantly I felt guilty for getting hard at watching my son doing this stuff.

I told my friend he was right to send this to me, and then I brooded the rest of the day. I couldn't get the image out of my head. I kept seeing his blonde hair and blue eyes, his almost hairless sac, and that pink hole. 

By the time I got home, I was a bit . . . crazy. I marched into his room and said: “So, I guess you like showing the world your asshole.”

He looked panicked. “What. . . what do you mean?”
“Oh, someone we know recognized you and sent me your little video.” His face flushed red. “Go ahead and show it to me.”

“My video? You already--”

“No, your asshole! If you can show the whole fucking world, you can show your father.”

“Dad, I--”

“Do it now!” I shouted.

He already had his shirt off. He jumped when I yelled, and I watched as he quickly took off his shorts and boxers. He nervously moved his legs up, grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them. I put my middle finger in my mouth and sucked on it briefly before pushing it into his ass. I watched his face as I slowly finger fucked him.

“You like putting things in your ass, huh?” He didn't respond verbally, but his face turned bright red. It had been a LONG time since I had sex with someone. His mother had died when he was very little, and I still hadn't been able to bring myself to date. “That's a fucking tight hole,” I said. 

Without even really thinking, I undid my belt and quickly had my slacks and boxers down around my ankles. I squirted some of the lotion on his nightstand into my palm and greased my cock as he stared at me open-mouthed.

Moving onto his bed, I moved into position and gripped my cock as I introduced it to his hole. As soon as the head entered him, I found myself moaning. “Oh my fucking god, Aaron! That feels amazing!” I grabbed his legs and shoved them toward his head as I sank more of my meat into him.

As his hole slowly swallowed my rod, I leaned down close to him. “Take my shirt off for me.” His fingers fumbled at my tie and shirt, but he managed to get them off. I had him take off my wife beater, too. I pushed more of my dick into him, and I felt his fingers dig into my shoulders.

I moved my lips to one of his hears. “So, does my cock feel better than that cucumber?”

“Umm, yes, Dad.”

His hot breath on my face fanned my lust, and I found myself moving my lips to his mouth. As I thrust my meat deeper into him, his mouth opened wider, and I shoved my tongue into it and kissed him deeply. His muffled moan spurred me on, and I buried the rest of my eight inches into him. “Your ass is mine now.”

He moaned more loudly as I began fucking him. “You want that cock, don't you boy?”
“Yes, Daddy! Ohmigawd!”

I began pounding him harder. I had initially wanted to take this more slowly, but the more time I spent in his tight hole the less control I had. It all felt surreal. I couldn't believe that not only was I fucking my son, but I was enjoying it so much. I felt wrong and dirty, but at the same time I had no desire to stop plowing his tight ass.

He began panting and moaning more loudly. I briefly wondered if the neighbors could hear, but I didn't care. When he cried out in orgasm, I just covered his mouth with mine and kept fucking him. I wanted to slow down, but my body sped up instead. 

I hammered his hole mercilessly for a few more minutes before blowing my wad. It was the most powerful orgasm I can ever remember having. My dick kept twitching like my balls hadn't been drained in years.

When I finished cumming, I stood up. “I'm . . . I'm going to go get showered,” I said as I stepped out of my clothing. I grabbed my pants and other stuff and exited his room. 

As I stood beneath the steaming hot water, I tried to figure out what had just happened. How did I lose it like that? I was just going to tell him how stupid he had been for sharing that video and somehow I ended up fucking him. The water was just not hot enough to cleanse me.

When I was done drying off, I slipped on my bathrobe and went to join Aaron in the living room. He had put his basketball shorts back on but wasn't wearing anything else. He looked completely awkward and unsure when I came in and sat down. I motioned for him to move closer, and he cuddled up next to me. I put my arm around him. 

As my fingers slowly stroked the soft skin of his shoulder, I began having flashbacks of what had happened earlier. My dick began to grow, and I felt my passion rising again. I stroked his cheek with the backs of my fingers. He looked up at me innocently and smiled. My hands moved to my robe and undid the belt. I opened my robe as I watched him turn his attention to what was going on. 

He looked at my throbbing cock, and I gently nudged his head downward. He completed the movement voluntarily, and within seconds my cock was enjoying the warm, moist embrace of his mouth. “Yes, Aaron! Oh gawd yes. Suck my cock, son!”

My hands rubbed over the smooth skin of his bare back as he lovingly worked my meat. I spread my legs wider, and his lips moved to my nuts. I shoved his shorts down and rubbed his sweet ass cheeks as he devoured my dick. It was too big for him to take all the way, but he was trying his best to bury my rod in his throat, and I loved him even more for it.

I took hold of his stiff meat and slowly stroked it as his head continued going up and down on my rod. When I started moving my hips, he picked up the pace, and I heard him gag as he tried to deep throat me more. I took hold of his head and started face fucking him. It seemed to turn him on only more, and soon I was gripping his blonde hair with both of my hands. I shoved his head down as I thrust my cock upward. I ignored the coughing sounds as my dick penetrated his throat.

After a few moments, I guided him to a sitting position. I thrust my tongue into his mouth hard. “You want that cock bad, don't you boy?” I asked.

He nodded as he replied, “Yes, Daddy!” He hadn't called me that in a long time, and it made me want him even more. I straddled him and shoved my dick into his face. He opened his mouth, and I began making deep thrusts of my cock down his gullet. He grabbed my ass firmly as I humped his throat. I could feel his desperation to please me, and made me hotter than I've ever felt. I haven't been this horny since I was around his age. And for some reason I wanted him more than anyone I could remember.

I moved to lie down, and he followed me eagerly, not wanting my cock out of his mouth. Once again I gripped his head with both hands and pumped my meat into his mouth. It was so fucking hot watching my hard flesh invade his lips. Every time he looked up at me, I smiled in approval. It seemed to make him even more hungry.

He quickly got me to the edge and within moments I was holding his head steady as my jizz exploded from my cock. He swallowed eagerly even though he was gagging every so often. When I let his go, he continued working my hard meat as if greedy for every drop of my milk. I had him suck on my balls for a bit before I guided his body up between my legs. 

As he rested his weight against me, we tongue kissed. I massaged his ass as he ground against me while we kissed. Lying together naked was an amazing feeling, and I rubbed his back as he snuggled against me. I wanted to feel and taste every inch of him, and I didn't know why. I wasn't understanding any of these feelings, just as I didn't understand the fierceness of my lust for my own child.

“I love you, Daddy,” he breathed suddenly.

“I love you, too, Aaron. Forever and ever.” I stopped trying to figure things out and just focused on the present—the feeling of our skin touching, his weight against me, the curve of his lower back, the smoothness of his skin.

We ended up falling asleep like this. When I awoke, I listened to his slow, soft breathing for a while before extricating myself from beneath him. When I stood up, I just stared at his bare body. I had never looked at a guy and thought “Wow, he's hot!” but right now my naked son looked like a piece of art to me. I could get lost in every curve of his body.

I tore myself away, slipped on an apron, and began cooking dinner. Eventually the noise woke Aaron up, and he came padding into the kitchen. I gave him a hug and tousled his hair before returning to the task at hand. He went to take a shower while I finished preparing our meal.

When he came to the dining table, he was once again wearing just a pair of shorts. As we ate, I admired his thin body. He had the beginnings of abs, and his pink nipples drove me wild for some reason. I wanted to feel him beneath me again, and I was fairly surprised that my dick was responding. It had been a long time since I've cum twice, and now my cock was telling me it would happily go for round three? What did this kid do to me?

After the dishes were done, we played a game of Sorry! before going back to the couch. “Daddy, can we naked cuddle again?” he asked. I was still nude from earlier. When I said yes, he yanked his shorts off. I lie on my side, and he moved into a spooning position against me. He absentmindedly played with the hairs on my arm for a bit before turning his head to look up at me. 

We began kissing slowly. My fingers glided down his torso until I could feel his hard dick. I slowly stroked him as we kissed. He turned his body so he was facing me and pressed himself against me. I let go of his stiffy and gripped his ass. He moaned softly and kissed me harder before saying, “Daddy, do me again.”

“Do you? You mean you want me to fuck you again?”

“Yes, Daddy. F. . . fuck me.”

“Oh gawd I love you so much, son!” I said as I kissed him back harder. He began rubbing against me. “You want to feel Daddy's big cock inside you?” I asked feeling even hornier.

“Yes! I want to feel you all the way inside, Daddy.”

I maneuvered him off me and stood up. In a sweeping motion, I picked him up in my arms and carried him to my bed. I gently lay him on my bed and admired the view of his pale skin against my burgundy-colored blanket. My body was on fire, but this time I was committed to make this time last longer. I kissed his right foot and slowly worked my way up his creamy white legs. I gently sucked on his thigh as I gradually moved up his body.

When I got to his groin, I surprised myself by licking his sac. His balls were pulled up tight against his groin, and I let my tongue glide up the thin shaft of his hard-on. He writhed as my lips engulfed his early manhood. Normally the idea of sucking cock would've repulsed me, but I found pleasuring my son to be delightful. I loved how his small body wriggled and how he gasped as my tongue worked the head of his hard flesh.

After a while, my mouth continued moving up his body to his nipples. Once again he was almost in uncontrollable ecstasy as my mouth worked the pink nubs. When I moved to his neck, I said, “This time I'm going to make sweet love to your hole. I'm going to keep my cock buried in your ass for as long as possible.”

“Yes, Daddy! Oh gawd. Yes, please! Do it, Daddy! I want it so bad!”

I rolled him over onto his stomach and put a pillow beneath his hips. I spread his cheeks apart and buried my face between them as I began tonguing his hole. He moaned like a banshee and raised his butt into the air like a cat in heat as I ate his ass. The scent of soap from his shower added to the pleasure. 

I knelt on the bed as I reached for my lube. I felt Aaron's mouth on my dick again, and I smiled at him. “I'm so glad you love that cock, son.” I squirted the liquid on my meat and had him rub it all over. There was just something hot about having him prepare the rod that was seconds away from being buried deep in his guts.

I positioned myself over him and guided my dick into his hole as he pulled his cheeks apart. I found it almost hard to breathe as I felt the familiar tight grip of his ass around my flesh.  I continued slowly advancing my cock until it had been swallowed completely.

I kissed his upper back as I allowed him to adjust to having my full girth and length in his newly devirginized hole. When I began slowly pumping, it felt as if all time had stopped. The world ceased to exist. There was just him and me. The cock that created him was now making love to him. How could there be anything more perfect in this life?

“I love you so much, Daddy!”

“I love you, Aaron. More than you'll ever know.”

“Please tell me we can do this every day.”

“Oh, you can bet on it, son!”

True to my word, I continued slowly fucking him. It actually wasn't easy to keep a slow pace. He was so tight, and his moaning was driving me crazy. We changed positions every so often and that seemed to help. Plus it felt amazing!

When he came, I had to stop fucking him because his ass clenched down hard on my dick. I gripped his cock and loved feeling it twitch in my hand. There was only a little bit of clearish fluid. I rubbed it on his stomach and chest when his orgasm slowed down.

Even with the multiple orgasms, I didn't last nearly as long as I wanted. Surprisingly, my own orgasm was still fairly intense even though there wasn't much jizz left to shoot. I think he had completely drained my balls.

We were both pretty sweaty when we finished, so I suggested we take a bath together. His back was up against my chest as we sat in the tub together. I allowed my hands to explore his youthful body, and when I got to his groin I couldn't help but play with his soft penis. He turned his face to kiss me as his dick grew rapidly, and I stroked him as we kissed.

After a while, I felt temptation and I had him stand up facing me. I took his hard-on into my mouth and began sucking. I felt his small hands on my head as he steadied himself. Soon he was moving his hips. I ran my hands up and down his bare legs and back as he wildly humped my face. Soon I pushed my middle finger into his hole. I could feel the lube and remnants of my cum as I finger fucked his ass. He moaned loudly again, and I savored the feeling of his prick rubbing against my tongue.

Soon I tasted his scant, salty juice as he came in my mouth. I had to help him stay upright as his knees seemed to buckle.

After we got out of the bath and dried off, I told him he was sleeping in my bed tonight. He was so happy it was like he was a little kid again. As I drifted off to sleep, my boy wrapped in my arms, I was excited for what the future held for us.