My Son's Unusual Questions 
by Xavier L

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Since school was out, I decided to do a road trip with my 10-year-old son Brook. He can tend to be precocious so it isn't always a surprise when he asks questions you wouldn't expect. However, today he definitely shocked me while I was driving.
“Why don't dads and sons have sex?”
I had been taking a drink from my soda and almost spit it out across the windshield. After I stopped coughing, I replied: “Because people say it's wrong. And I guess most dads just have sex with their wife.”
“Why would it be wrong, though? Isn't sex supposed to be between two people who love each other?”
“Well, it's difficult for a child to tell their parent 'no' with things, so maybe that's why.”
He was quiet for a bit, and I could tell he was really pondering things. “But what if it's the child who starts it?”
“They still say it's wrong.”
Again a pregnant pause. “What do you think?”
I took another drink of soda to buy some time. “I honestly haven't thought much about it.”
“Seems silly to me. If it's supposed to be about love, then a dad and son should be able to do it.”
Now it was my turn for a pregnant pause. “Is . . . is this something you think about often?”
“Sometimes.”
We had some silence. On one hand I had more questions, but on the other I really didn't enjoy this topic. Finally, I added: “Probably is a size difference, too. Like a grown man's dick going into a little boy's butt is probably going to hurt.”
“But when people have sex there is all that moaning. What if the boy wants his dad to make him feel like that?”
I really didn't have much else to say so left it alone.
When we got to our hotel room, it was pretty warm outside so we decided to go swimming. When we got back into the room and were changing, Brook asked: “Dad?”
“Yeah?” I said while toweling myself off.
“Could we. . . could we spend some time together naked?”
I was in the bathroom so he couldn't see my look of shock and worry. “Like?”
“Like just cuddling.”
“I don't know, Brook.”
“We used to when I was younger.”
“Yeah, because you were little. You're a bigger boy now.”
“Please?”
I can't lie and say I wasn't curious about this sudden interest of his, especially considering our earlier conversation. I decided to say yes.
I lied down on the bed, and he snuggled up against me. His knee was resting on my leg while his fingers followed the lines of my chest and abdominal muscles. He played with the patch of hair I have in the middle of my chest.
I stroked his bare shoulder and part of his arm. Soon his fingers were playing with my treasure trail. I had my eyes closed and was relaxing. Once he began lightly rubbing my nipples, my dick started waking up.
“Probably shouldn't do that, bud,” I said.
“Why? It feels good when I do it to myself.”
“It does feel good. And because I'm lying here naked with another person it's going to confuse my dick.”
“Oh wow, it's big!”
“That's why you hear those moans from your mom,” I said with a smile.
Another moment of silence before I heard “Can I touch it, Daddy?”
“You probably shouldn't.”
“But I want to,” he said, and soon I felt his fingers wrapping around my firm shaft. This was when I also noticed I could fee his hard-on pushing into my leg.
I opened my eyes and looked into his burning blue eyes. As he slowly stroked my cock, he leaned in so his face was closer to mine. He slowly kissed me on the lips. I slid my hand up and down the soft skin of his back. I could feel my heart was racing, and lust was going to take over if I didn't stop this quickly.
As if reading my mind, he kissed me again, and this time he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I figured he got that idea from watching his mom and me. I couldn't help but kiss him back. I could feel his heat, and I began losing all control. 
I kissed him harder and adjusted so that I was on my side. He was now on his back. My hand slid down his naked body until I could grip his small wood with a couple of my fingers. 
“I want you to make love to me, Daddy. I want to moan like Mommy.”
“It's gonna hurt you, baby.”
“I don't care. I want it.”
We kissed a bit more before I gave in. I got up to get my lube out of my bag. I prepped my cock while he watched eagerly. When I told him to roll onto his side with his butt facing me, he practically leapt.
I wiped my hand off before getting back on the bed. I turned the TV on and raised the volume before moving into position.
“Why is the TV on?” he asked.
“Because I'm not comfortable having people hear you moaning or whatever.” I was going to add “This is so wrong,” but my dick didn't give a shit.
As soon as my tip entered him, I knew I was finished. There was no way I could stop.
As I slid more of my throbbing meat into his tight hole, I heard him say “Oh, Daddy! I can feel you inside me. I love you so much!”
“I love you, too, baby. So very much!” I said.
He did indeed moan as I slid more of my cock into him. “Daddy!” he breathed.
Soon I felt his hand on the one I had gripping my dick. I thought he was telling me to stop, but I could tell he was trying to move my hand. I released it and could feel his fingers on my cock.
“I want it all inside, Daddy!”
“Just taking time so it doesn't hurt as much.”
“No, Daddy. Just give it to me!”
I wasn't sure who my kid was anymore, but I wasn't going to argue. I guided him so he was lying on his tummy. “You sure you want me to just shove it in?”
“Yes!”
He was tight enough I couldn't ram it in, but I did push more firmly so that his ass slowly swallowed my cock. I could feel him kicking his feet as I continued burying my rod into his ass. Soon my body was lying against his.
I made small humping motions and occasionally just let it rest inside him as he adjusted.
“Do me like Mommy!” he croaked.
“You're too tight for that. Gonna need to get you looser before I could do that.” Once his hole relaxed a bit more, I started moving my dick back and forth more. “How does that cock feel in your ass?”
“It burns, but it also feels so good. Do I have it all?”
“You sure do, buddy. Pretty amazing if you ask me.”
“We're making love!” he said proudly.
I supported my weight on my forearms while I leaned down and kissed his cheek. He pivoted his head, and we tongue kissed some more.
“Does my butt feel good, Daddy?”
“Oh so fucking good, Brook.”
He was quiet for a bit as we kissed some more. “So we can do this again?”
I was somewhat surprised to be honest. “Is that something you're hoping for?”
“Yes, Daddy! I want you to make love to me a lot.”
I could already feel my orgasm building, so my lust was on fire big time. “Yeah? You needing lots of Daddy's dick?”
“Yes, Daddy! I need . . . I need you to fuck me often.”
That unhinged me. I kissed him greedily and started sliding my cock faster and deeper. He still wasn't loose enough to really pound, but I was going to give it to him as hard as I could right now.
“Your ass really needs that big cock.”
“Yes, Daddy! Oh gawd!”
I only lasted for a few more deep thrusts before my dick blasted his insides with my cum. I couldn't remember the last time I had an orgasm like this. It felt like my cock was never going to finish shooting.
When it finally stopped, I rolled off him and collapsed onto the bed. We were both covered in sweat.
“Did I do good, Daddy?” he asked as he snuggled back up against me.
“You were phenomenal, Brook. Just amazing.”
We fell asleep cuddling. I awoke first and carefully unentwined him from me so I could get up and pee. When I returned I stood there looking at his naked body. He seemed so small and innocent, almost angelic. I knew I should've felt guilty for having just fucked him, but I really couldn't. In fact I heard him moaning and felt the urgency of his kissing, and I knew this would be happening again. Soon.
He woke up while I was gazing at him. He rolled onto his back as he started stretching. I got onto the bed and moved over his body. I gently kissed him on the lips, and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. We lightly tongue kissed for a bit before I stopped and said it was time to go get dinner.
He wanted to hold my hand while we drove to the restaurant. In the movie theater, he moved the partition between our chairs so that he could be leaning against me. There was definitely a greater closeness, and I found myself wondering if maybe he was right. Why didn't fathers and sons do this more often?
When we got back to the room, I left the lights dimmed and sat on the couch. He joined me and sat on my lap kind of sideways so that his head was leaning against me. I used my fingers to brush away some of his blonde hair from his forehead and smiled at him. He puckered his lips and grabbed my neck to pull me down.
I leaned down and gently kissed him. As we kissed, I undid the buttons on his shirt and pushed it open. I guided it off his shoulders, and he stood up between my legs. I pulled him in and began sucking on his nipples as I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. I put my hand inside his briefs by his butt and slowly pushed down lowering his clothing.
“I like being naked with you, Daddy. And when you touch me, it makes me tingle.”
He reached down and began pulling up my shirt. I leaned back and raised my arms to make it easier for him. Once my shirt was off, I stood up so he could take off my pants and boxer briefs. Once I was naked, we embraced and kissed some more.
When he broke the kiss, he began kissing down my body. He sat down on the coffee table, and I gently stroked his cheek with the back of my fingers. I saw his mouth open, and my cock twitched in response. As soon as I felt the inside of his wet mouth, I said “Yes, baby. Suck my cock!”
I watched as his head slowly moved back and forth as if he was savoring the flavor of the meat that gave him life.
After a bit of sucking, he stood up and took me by the hand. He led me to the bed. My dick was throbbing with desire. He grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted some onto my hardness. His hand slowly moved up and down my cock as he prepped it for his sweet, tight ass.
“I love you, Daddy,” he said as he stopped and climbed onto the bed. He lied on his tummy, and I joined him on the bed.
“I love you, too, Brook. So fucking much!” I said as I grabbed my dick and slid it into the precious space between his butt cheeks.
I entered him and kept slowly sliding my meat inside him. I kind of couldn't believe this was happening again but was so happy this was reality. 
“Daddy,” he sighed.
“That cock feel good, son?”
“So good! I need it all, Daddy.”
“Oh you're going to get every fucking inch, baby.”
I was able to move a little faster this time, but it still took a while before I was completely buried in his ass. When I felt his hands reaching back and touching me, I said: “You have it all, Brook.” I started slowly humping him.
“I'm so in love with you, son.”
“I need your cock, Daddy. So badly!”
“I hope you never get tired of having me fuck you!”
“Never, Daddy! I love you too much!”
I never would've imagined I'd ever look at any child sexually much less my own kid, but the feeling of his bare skin, its smoothness, his heat, and that moaning just drove me wild.
I desperately wanted to edge, but I had zero control. My dick was in complete control, and I followed its hunger. I did at least manage to take breaks where I would lodge my cock deep inside him while we kissed.
At one point I decided I wanted to see his face better, so I pulled out and turned him over. I shoved his legs up and to the sides. I gripped my cock as I returned it to his hole. Sure enough watching his expressions while he moaned, how his head rolled from side to side as his ass swallowed my hard flesh, drove me on, and I ended up just shoving the rest in while I French kissed him hard.
I sucked on his neck as I plowed my cock into his hungry hole.
“Daddy! Oh my gawd! Don't stop!” he said as I rammed into him deep. As I pounded his butt, I could feel his heels digging into my back, and it urged me on. I didn't last much longer until I was blowing my load.

The next day he wanted to go to another movie before we hit the road again. I don't know why, but I was feeling horny when we entered the cinema. I picked a seat in the back corner so we wouldn't be seen easily. Once again he moved the partition so we could cuddle. I was hard in no time.
Once the previews were done, I guided my shorts leg up until my dick was free. I felt his small fingers take hold of it right away. We gently kissed while he stroked me, but after a few moments, I guided his head downward.
I entered a new level of heaven as his lips wrapped around my stiff meat. I shoved his shorts and underwear down so I could rub his small, tight butt as he worked my cock. I had to admit that even though he didn't have hardly any experience giving a blow job, there was something about the way he sucked on me that made such a fucking difference. 
He wanted his dad's meat in his mouth. He wanted to pleasure it, to feel my stiffness moving against his tongue. I imagined what it was going to be like to feel my son swallowing my jizz, and the idea made me so fucking hot.
I had to resist deep throating him because having him gagging or coughing would attract too much attention.
At one point he stopped and moved to my ear. He whispered: “Fuck me, Daddy.”
I shook my head. “You're gonna suck me off this time.” I took hold of his head and pushed it back down to my groin. He hungrily took my hard flesh and went back to working on it earnestly. When he adjusted his position so that his knees were on his chair, I yanked his shorts and underwear down more. I slid my hand between his legs and rubbed his balls and dick a bit before moving my finger to his hole. As I began fingering him, he picked up speed and started taking more of me into his mouth.
This was so much better than his mom. She just did what she had to, basically. Brook was worshiping his father's meat. He was hungry for it. He was desperate to make me happy. 
When I finally did shoot my load, it felt so incredible to feel his small throat's movements as he gulped down my jizz. I had to bite my lower lip to keep from calling out.
I guided his head up and down a few times before finally releasing him and pulling my shorts back down.
“Did I do good?” he whispered into my ear.
“Fucking incredible!”

Our drive was a long one, and by the time we got to the hotel I was too tired to do much of anything. We did get in some naked cuddling which was nice. He seemed exhausted as well. The next day was a repeat. I was glad we'd be staying at the next destination for a few days.
We dropped off our bags in the room and headed out for dinner. When we returned, all I could do was think about how good my cock feels in his tight hole. I was standing behind him as he braced himself on the bed with one hand while he took off his shoes. 
I embraced him from behind just as he kicked off his last shoe. I immediately moved my fingers to his pants. I quickly undid them. I shoved my hands into his briefs and pushed them down. He kicked them off his legs as I pulled his shirt off.
I slid my hands up and down his body before gripping his small wood. “I hope you're ready for some serious fucking tonight. I want to shoot inside you at least twice.”
“Oh yeah?” said as he turned toward me. He started unbuttoning my pants.
“First I'm gonna pound that tight little ass, then I'm going to make long, slow love to you.”
Once my hardness was exposed, he took it into his mouth. I peeled off my shirt as he slobbered on my cock. It was so erotic watching his little red lips as they moved back and forth on my stiff meat.
“Gawd I need to fuck you so badly!”
“Where's that slippery stuff?” he asked. I told him where he could find it. He retrieved the bottle, came over to me, squirted some into his hand and prepped my dick.
I cupped his chin in my hand and leaned down to tongue kiss him. “I love you so fucking much,” I told him as I moved him onto the bed so that he was lying halfway on the bed, his legs dangling down. I wanted to toss his salad, but my cock just wanted in so I put it into him.
I didn't go as slowly as I probably should've because my horniness was driving me forward. I saw his little hands clenching at the blanket, but I just couldn't slow down right now. Once it was buried in his hole, I slowly moved it backward. 
After guiding it back and forth at a controlled pace a few times, I slammed it forward.
“Daddy!” he said a bit loudly.
I felt a little bad, but my hips were already moving for another deep thrust. 
This time when I rammed it in, he said “Yes, Daddy! YES!”
“You need that hard cock, don't you, boy?”
“Yes, Daddy! I need it! Fuck me!”
I slid my hands up the soft silky skin of his back until I could grip his shoulders. I pounded him hard enough I could hear our bodies making a slapping noise which was punctuated by his grunts.
I did a few slower thrusts as I said “You need your daddy's cock,” and I shoved it back in.
“I need it, Daddy!”
I had initially planned on this taking more time, but I lost complete control. I surrendered to my lust and let my body do what it needed. He was moaning wildly as I repeatedly rammed my stiff meat up his hole. It felt like I was smashing him into the mattress as my orgasm started building. When I shot, I almost yelled out. I had to shift my weight onto my arms because it felt like my knees were going to buckle as my balls unloaded into my son.
At one point I collapsed against his sweaty back.
When I finally pulled out of him, I went into the bathroom to piss and wipe off my dick. He was still breathing hard when I joined him on the bed. We gently tongue kissed as I slowly stroked his hard-on with my fingers. 
“We're still going to do this when we get back home, aren't we?” he asked.
“Oh fuck yeah.” I smacked him on the ass lightly. “I'm never giving this butt up.”
He grinned and chuckled before kissing me on the lips and repositioning himself so he could suck on my flaccid dick.
“Or that mouth,” I added. I decided to return the favor and began sucking on his little pecker, too.
Surprisingly, my dick started to respond quickly. Once I was stiff again, I did deep throat him a couple of times. For some reason hearing him gagging a bit was a real turn-on.
Soon I was ready to be inside that sweet ass again. I moved onto my back and guided him so that he was straddling me. “This time you're going to sit on it and ride it like a cowboy.”
I gripped my rod and helped him move around until I felt my dick pierce his entrance. He slowly sat down, and once he had a bit more than half of my meat inside him, he sat down more quickly until he was resting against me. There was something so hot about seeing his little body against mine and seeing how he bit his lower lip as my thick shaft filled him up.
As I pulled him down so I could kiss him, I thought I just may need more than twice tonight.