Special Trip with Dad
by Xavier L

   This is a fictional story containing sex between a father and his preteen boy.  If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or
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Dad and I went on a trip to get some beach time. We both love the beach, and we don't often get to do things together as just the two of us, so when these trips happen I get very excited. This was a bit of a longer one than we usually go on which had me even more happy.
When we got to the hotel, we dropped our stuff off in the room, changed into swim gear and headed to the beach. There are lots of dunes before you get to the really soft, white sand. As we were crossing the dunes, there was a sign next to the path warning that this is a clothing-optional beach.
“What does that mean?” I asked.
Dad scratched his head and looked a little nervous. “Well, this section of the beach . . . well, people like to be naked.”
I was curious but didn't want to admit it. 
When I had been quiet for a bit, he said: “How do you feel about going down anyway? We'll probably not want to tell your mom. You know how she is.”
Mom openly refers to herself as a “solid prude.” Dad was definitely right. She would not be happy to know her little boy had seen other people nude on a beach. “We don't have to tell her do we?”
Dad smiled at me and tousled my hair, and we continued walking. There weren't a lot of people on the beach, but none of them were wearing clothes. There were a couple of younger kids running around. I tried to make it look like I wasn't checking people out, but I hadn't really seen anyone but myself naked. Except short glimpses of Dad but that was hardly ever.
After putting our blanket and towels down, I noticed Dad removing his trunks. It felt so weird to be taking off clothes in front of other people, especially out in plain sight!
When we went to the water, I kind of ran a bit faster than usual just because I felt so strange and nervous. I got there first. Dad was taking his time. He seemed to enjoy being naked. It might be wrong, but I also enjoyed the show. I had heard some of Mom's friends call him “fit,” and I guess they meant how you could see all his muscles. I also couldn't help notice how his dick—that's what he's called it before so I can say that!--would swing as he walked. He had a thin amount of hair on his chest, and there was a line of his black hair going from his belly button down to the bush of hair by his penis.
I felt weird while enjoying this view of my dad, and I noticed my thing seemed to be getting a bit stiff. I wondered if that was weird for an 11 year old.
We played in the water together for a while then went to lay on our blanket. I was more shy than Dad and lay on my belly so people could only really see my butt. He wasn't shy at all, though. I used this time to check out more of his body. For some reason, I had a difficult time not staring at his dick.
At one point he turned onto his side facing me. As he was moving, I tore my gaze away from his crotch and looked at his face. He smiled at me and stroked my cheek with his fingers. “Ready to head back to the room and get some lunch?”
As we gathered our items and put our clothes back on, I had to hold stuff against my groin because my penis was hard.

After lunch, we returned to the room to relax. I asked Dad if we could be naked like on the beach because it was more comfortable. 
“Might as well while Mom isn't around.”
Even though we had our own beds, I lay on his so I could be next to him. I was nervous at first but really wanted to feel his muscles. I started playing with the hairs on his chest. He kept reading his magazine. This helped me feel braver, and I started rubbing his chest muscles and slowly slid my hand down to his abs.
I used my fingertips to follow the curves and lines of his muscles. There were also muscles you could see going down to his groin. I slowly followed those. I wanted to play with his bush but figured I'd focus on that line from his belly first.
My heart started racing faster as I followed the line downward. I was leaning against his chest. I felt his arm move around me. His hand rested on my own chest, and his fingers were making very small, super light touches which made me feel like electricity was running through me.
I swallowed hard and decided I would see what happens. I played with the hairs in his push for maybe two seconds before moving my fingers to his dick. I didn't dare look up at him. I enjoyed running my finger down his meat and feeling the tip. His fingertips were now moving up and down my shoulder.
I gently moved his dick aside so I could feel his balls. He spread his legs further apart which gave me even more courage. As I felt their weight, I noticed Dad's dick was growing and getting stiff. I felt somewhat hypnotized and moved my fingers to his meat. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed him putting down the magazine.
His hand took hold of my chin, and he guided my face toward him. I took a firmer grip of his hard dick and started moving my hand up and down as he kissed me on the forehead. “I think--” he kissed me on the cheek, “we could have some,” kissed right next to my lips, “special fun.”
My heart was pounding in my chest. I didn't know all of these emotions I was feeling. When his lips touched mine gently, I held still to see what he would do. I could feel his tongue gently rubbing my lips. I had seen that he and Mom like to kiss with their tongues, and so I opened my mouth slowly. His tongue slowly slid into my mouth, and I opened my mouth more.
As we started kissing with more heat, I felt his hand on my leg. It slowly moved toward my groin, and I almost jumped when I felt his hand swipe against my hard dick. His fingers moved up and down my hardness, and I melted.
Soon he was guiding me onto my back. His body rubbed against mine as we tongue kissed hungrily. He broke the kiss and moved to lightly sucking on my neck, and I couldn't hold back a loud moan. When his lips moved to one of my nipples, I was squirming and grabbed onto his head. He continued kissing down my body, and I gasped when I felt and saw his mouth go down my hard-on. I was having a hard time breathing as he slowly sucked on me.
He took hold of my legs and moved them toward my head. He told me to take hold of them, and when I did I felt him pull my butt cheeks apart. My mouth fell open as I felt him start licking my hole. I pulled my legs down closer to my body as he used his tongue. I was biting my lower lip to keep from screaming in pleasure.
When he stopped, he told me to stay in this position as he got off the bed. He came back with a bottle and squirted what looked like lotion onto his palm. He rubbed it up and down his dick and applied a few layers before joining me on the bed. I felt him rubbing some of the cool stuff on my hole. At one point his finger pushed inside me. He did this a few times as well.
He returned to kissing me. As our tongues moved against each other, I felt him rubbing what I figured was the tip of his dick against my butthole. Soon it was pushing into me. He kissed me more eagerly as his stiff meat slowly entered me.
I tried to breathe between the intense kissing and it feeling like a tree branch was sliding up my butt. As more of his dick sunk into me, he returned to sucking on my neck. My legs were on his shoulders so I didn't need to hold them. My fingers dug into his back as he began slowly moving his hard-on back and forth inside me.
“I love you so much,” he said. 
His mouth covered mine before I could answer, and I felt him push in much more of his dick. His movements seemed to be more driven, and soon I felt his bush pushing against me as he humped me harder and faster.
A few moments later, he stopped moving, but I could feel his penis twitching inside me. We kissed more gently before he pulled out and lay next to me. I moved onto my side so I was facing him, and we held onto each other as we kissed more. I tingled as his hands moved up and down my bare body.
“I'll be right back. I need to get something from the shop downstairs,” he said. He pulled on some shorts and headed out in a hurry.
I waddled to the bathroom to pee. My butt hurt, but I didn't care. He came back into the room shortly after I got back on the bed. He stripped out of his shorts and climbed back onto the bed. He covered my body again with his, and we tongue kissed greedily for a while.
He moved off me and had me readjust my position so that I was lying on my side with my head down near his knees. He readjusted onto his side, and as he took my dick back into his mouth, I felt his hand on my head, and he guided me to his meat. I started sucking him. It took a bit before his dick was growing again.
After a bit, he rolled onto his back while holding onto me so I was now lying on his body. I felt a finger slide into my butt and move back and forth while we sucked each other. 
As soon as he was hard again, he pulled out of my mouth. I watched as he opened a bottle that had some clear liquid in it. He rubbed it on his dick. He rolled me onto my tummy, and he got behind me. He gave me a pillow to use for my head, and I felt him put one beneath my hips. 
I felt him putting his dick in my butt again, and this time it seemed to move more easily. I looked up and noticed there was a mirror across from us, so I could watch. It was interesting watching both of our facial reactions as we continued.
It felt good to have his body pressed against mine as he moved his dick back and forth. We kissed for a bit before he used his hands to push his upper body off mine. Our gaze locked in the mirror, and I felt him pulling his dick back further. I moaned as he buried it again. He did this a few times before he would slam it forward. This made me moan even louder.
“My cock feels so damn good in your tight ass!”
Soon he was doing shorter thrusts but more rapid. He wrapped his arms around my chest and lay against me as he began doing this. I could hear a slapping noise as our bodies kept meeting.
He would alternate between doing this and leaving his cock buried inside me and just moving his hips from side to side or do a small slide of his body up and down mine. “I'm enjoying this special time with you, Trav.”
“Me, too, Daddy!”
We kissed again as he returned to ramming me. 
“I'm gonna cum again,” he said as he picked up speed. The bed was creaking for a few moments when I could feel his dick twitching again.
When he pulled out of me, he lied down. I joined him and cuddled up against him. His hand rested on my butt. After a bit, I felt something wet in my crack. When I touched it, I found some white stuff.
“That's my cum,” Dad said. “Taste it.”
I wasn't sure what cum was so I went ahead and lightly touched my tongue to the goo. It was a bit salty, and I sucked it off my finger. I asked him what it was, and he explained it to me.
Dad fell asleep, and I soon joined him.

I woke up when Dad was in the bathroom peeing. He rejoined me in bed, and we cuddled naked for a bit. He kissed me gently on the lips, and I immediately opened my mouth. We slowly tongue kissed for a while. I understood why Mom enjoyed this so much. 
Our room had a small private pool attached, so we went skinny dipping together which was a lot of fun.
We did various things during the day including going to a small amusement park that had carnival rides. It felt so different spending time with Dad now. Much more special, and I felt so much closer to him.
After dinner we decided we'd go out to the dunes for the sunset and to watch the stars. We took a couple of blankets in case it was chilly without the sunshine. There weren't a lot of people on the beach, and once it was dark we were alone. We lay on our backs looking up at the sky. This is something we've done before, but it still felt different.
At one point I could see Dad looking around. I did as well. There was no one we could see, and we could barely see the hotel except for glow of their lights. Dad moved closer to me, and we were both on our sides. We kissed again. It was gentle, but it still stirred things for me. My dick got hard quickly, and I decided I wanted more.
When he broke our kiss, I felt his fingers caressing my cheek. I kissed his hand and sat up. He watched me as I stripped out of all my clothing and lay back down. He kissed me on the lips before moving to my neck. This made me almost writhe.
He kissed his way down my body again. As soon as I felt his mouth on my dick, I reached up and undid his shorts. I pulled them down to his knees and positioned myself under him. He lowered his body so that I could suck on him.
Soon he was moving his dick back and forth in my throat like he had in my butt. I gripped his butt. I was feeling hungry and wanted more of him inside my mouth. It was difficult to not cough when he went deeper, but I kept trying to swallow more of him.
After a bit, he moved onto his side. “Take my shorts off for me,” he said as he began pulling shirt off. Once he was nude, he moved over me. I wanted him in my butt, so I lifted my legs as he got closer. He guided them so that I was basically wrapping my legs around his back. He whispered in my ear: “You want me inside you, don't you Trav?”
“Badly!” I whispered.
“I love fucking you, son. It's my new favorite thing.” He pushed his tool into my ass. “And feeling your mouth on my cock.” He kissed me greedily as his meat slowly filled my gut. “We have a wonderful new tradition.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I breathed as he began moving his dick back and forth. I loved feeling his muscles and bare skin as he fucked me. It had been a bit chilly when I got naked, but with him on top of and inside me, I was plenty warm.
“I love you to the moon and back,” he said which was something he often told me, and it always made me smile. It felt even better now since he was making love to me, as he and Mom called it.
At one point, he pulled out and had me roll onto my tummy. He was quickly back inside me, and soon his body was pressed against mine. It felt so good to feel him on top of me. Our fingers intertwined while he continued humping me.
“I'm not sure I've ever had sex this many times in one day.”
“Not even with Mom?”
He kissed me on the cheek. “Nope.”
Now I felt even more special, and it made me want to have sex multiple times a day with him.
This time he wasn't doing any fast movements. He kept it nice and slow. I found I really liked both ways. I just liked having his dick inside me. Although one of the nice parts of him doing a slow fucking was it lasted longer.
After he finally came, he pulled out but stayed in position over me while he had me turn onto my back again. He lay against me while we kissed. He slid his arms around me, and we rolled onto our side. His hands moved up and down my bare body while we necked.
“I hope you never get tired of us having sex,” he said.
“That would be impossible!”
His fingers swept the hair of my forehead. “I don't know. When you're a teenager, you may want to spend most of your time with your girlfriend. Or boyfriend.”
“Why would I want one of those when I have you?”
He smiled and kissed me. Finally, the chill in the air was becoming more noticeable. We quickly got dressed and went back into the hotel room. As soon as we put our stuff down, I was stripping out of my clothes. Dad smiled at me and did the same. 
We both felt a bit itchy from sand, so we hopped into the shower. I was excited when he suggested we shower together. After drying off, we cuddled on the bed and turned on the TV to watch a movie. When it was bedtime, we brushed our teeth. I gave him a kiss tonight and headed to my bed out of habit.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Going to bed.”
“You don't want to sleep with me?”
“I didn't think I could!” I said and jumped onto his bed. Often when I've asked to sleep with my parents, I've been told I'm too old or too big for that. Dad moved me onto my side, and he moved behind me. His big arm draped over my chest. I felt so secure and special. I think I fell asleep before I even finished closing my eyes.

Some noise in the room made me wake up. I smelled food as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Dad was at the table in a robe. “Breakfast just got here,” he said.
“Do I have to put on clothes?”
“Of course not. I just have this on because of the hotel worker.”
We laughed and joked while we ate. As we finished eating, Dad said: “You know. I'm wondering if I could make a request.”
“Sure! What do you want, Daddy?”
“Your mom doesn't really enjoy sucking dick, and I love getting a blowjob. So this morning, I was wondering if you would be willing to suck my cock until you swallow my cum.”
“I'll suck your cock any time you want!” I reassured him. I finished my food and came over to where he was sitting. He moved his chair, and I knelt down while he undid the belt on the robe. I put my hands on his knees and slid them over his hairy legs. I moved my arms so that his white robe slid open more showing me his treasure.
His dick was hard, so I took hold of it and pulled it toward me more so that I could take him into my mouth. After sucking him last time, he told me to be careful to not scrape his cock with my teeth, and I worked to keep my open mouth open wider so that didn't happen.
I liked the flavor of his salty meat in my mouth. There was just something fun about giving Dad a blowjob. It felt like I was servicing him which I enjoyed.
After I had moved my head up and down a few times, I felt his hand take grip of my head, and he guided me to go down more. “Take as much of it as you can, Travis. The deeper you take it, the better it feels.”
I kept working on it. Occasionally, I would cough when I took too much. Sometimes his hand would push me down, and I would almost gag. At one point I started sucking on his balls to give myself a break and wipe the tears from my eyes.
I was glad when my throat finally got a bit more used to his dick, and I wasn't coughing as much. A couple of times I looked up and could see the pleasure on Dad's face which made it all worth it. When he finally shot his load, there wasn't a lot there which made it easy to swallow.
Once his dick stopped twitching, he pulled me up so I was sitting on his lap, and we gently tongue kissed. I found myself wishing this trip would never end.