Trapped in Iceland
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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Working in the geothermal industry has me travelling a lot.  About once a year or so, my company allows me to take one of my family members.  My wife had no desire to accompany to Iceland—interesting considering how frigid she has been for the last two or so years--and so I decided to bring my 12-year-old son Randy with me instead.

Springtime in Reykjavik isn’t exactly a major attraction destination with temperatures still in the 30s during the daytime, but he was still excited to go.  We didn’t get the original room I had requested, and so we were forced to share a bed since the cot option was less comfortable than even the floor.  During the night I was awoken by his moaning and squirming in bed.  I said his name but that didn’t help pull him out of it, so I placed my hand on his bare chest and gently shook him.  I felt him relax.  His skin was warm but not feverish.  I felt drawn to his warmth and scooted closer to him.  

I lay next to him feeling his stomach as his breathing relaxed.  I can’t explain exactly what happened, but I just started slowly rubbing his chest.  I discovered his nipples were hard, and it attracted my attention.  I fingered his firm nipples and heard a sound that sounded like Randy was enjoying it.  Again, I don’t know what happened.  Could it be the two plus years of living in a sexless marriage?  I don’t know.  I just know that I felt my dick hardening and my hand sinking lower down his torso.  His soft skin beckoned me.  My hands ran over the ripples of his toned body as my dick pressed against the side of his arm through my boxers as I moved in closer.

I lightly kissed his shoulder as my hand moved to his belly.  I traced lazy circles around his navel and felt his breathing pattern change.  I slid my forearm over his leg and “accidentally” brushed up against his groin and felt his erect dick tenting his boxers as well.  I applied more pressure as I rubbed the raised fabric and felt his dick twitch in response.  I left my arm where I felt his erection as I continued probing the skin around his belly, lightly rubbing my arm against his wood.

Finally I had enough courage that I took my fingers and gently opened the fly of his underwear and shifted it until I felt his hard flesh escape its confines.  I swallowed hard and tentatively let my finger slide up his cock.  His dick moved independently as my fingertip approached the tip.  Once I felt it, I followed the rim of the tip a few times before moving my fingers back to the base of his dick.  I moved a couple of fingers into the fly and sought his balls.  His legs moved apart as the digits found his nuts and rubbed them gently.  I slid my hand back to his dick, and as I started slowly stroking his cock I also began sucking on the nipple closest to me.

When I moved closer to get my lips on his other nipple, I felt his hand rubbing against my boxers.  I released him long enough to pull my cock from the fly.  I felt his fingers stroke me as I returned to his hard flesh.  We continued mutually jerking each other slowly as I worked his nipples and felt the fire rising in me rapidly.  At one point I moved my lips to the middle of his chest and then slowly kissed upward to his neck.  Arriving at the supple skin, I began sucking on it and felt his grip on my cock tighten.  I sucked harder and thrilled at his moan.

Feeling my passion building, I moved my lips to his face and kissed lightly on his cheek.  I could feel his breath beating against my face, and moved my lips to the corner of his mouth.  I kissed and found that his mouth was open.  I moved up and placed my lips over his and began kissing him.  He kissed me back, and I found my tongue sliding into his mouth.  I expected resistance, but he stunned me by mimicking my movements.  Getting overheated I broke the kiss and whispered into his ear “Oh Randy!”  I kissed him again with more hunger and felt his hand moving quicker on my rod.

I moved away hurriedly, fell onto my back and quickly stripped out of my boxers.  I rolled back to him and kissed him with more passion.  He found my groin, massaged my nuts, and then I felt his hands move away.  I could tell he was removing his underwear, too.  I threw the blankets off us, grabbed his boxers and practically yanked them off his body, tossing them across the room.  I covered his naked form with mine and rubbed my cock against his as we kissed deeply.  I ground my pelvis into his as the heat of our joined bodies infused my body.  Finally I placed my knees between his legs and pushed them apart.  I licked my palm thoroughly and moved it to both of our dicks.  I stroked us both as we continued kissing.

I needed a release, and I needed it bad, so I finally rolled off him and to the side.  I grabbed his hand and moved it to my cock.  As his fingers encircled my rod, I quickly took his and stroked him rapidly.  He matched my pace, and I was soon humping his hand as he moaned into my mouth.  “Faster, Randy.  Faster!” I said as I felt my body tingling, and soon I was releasing my load onto his body.  When my climax continued, I moved more to his side.  I ran my fingers through my hot cum and used it to lube his dick as I increased the speed I used on his cock.  His body began shifting, and I could feel the tension increasing in him and then soon I could feel warm fluid rushing over my fingers.  I squeezed his rod more firmly as his hips moved up and down.

When his dick stopped twitching as much, I released him, pulled the blankets back over us, and lay my hand gently on part of his chest as sleep took me over.  In the morning I awoke feeling extremely refreshed and happy.  Randy was still sleeping next to me.  I slid out of the bed and briefly held the sheets up to confirm what had happened last night.  I spied my son’s naked body and smiled to myself.  I took a shower and got dressed while I quietly reviewed some of my paperwork.  When Randy woke up, we said good morning to each other.  I told him to get cleaned up while I ordered our breakfast.  I didn’t think him walking around with my dried sperm on him was a good idea.

I started a fire while he showered fighting the desire to join him.  I tried ignoring my hard-on, as well.  Finally the water turned off, and shortly after there was a knock at the door.  I opened the door and tossed him a robe explaining that room service had arrived.  He came out while the waiter unloaded the table.  He grabbed some clothes and disappeared back into the restroom, coming out dressed just as the man was getting ready to leave.  We ate breakfast kind of quietly.  Randy seemed joyful, almost jubilant, and chattered away almost incessantly.  I was nervous and scared even though it seemed I had no reason to be.

After breakfast I moved to the reclining chair by the fire.  Shortly after Randy was climbing into my lap, something that wasn’t abnormal for him.  He nuzzled into my neck, and I enjoyed the closeness.  My dick apparently did as well as I could feel it coming to attention through my sweats.  I kissed Randy on the forehead, and he moved his face up toward me.  I gazed into his blue eyes and felt their smoldering gaze.  His eyes briefly looked at my lips and then returned to connect with my eyes.  I slid my hand under his shirt as my lips moved to his.  My tongue slowly moved past his lips as we began kissing, my fingers teasing his nipple.  I withdrew my hand, grabbed his shirt, and pulled it up and over his head.  I pushed the recliner backward to a full incline.  He pushed my shirt up, and I helped him remove it.  His lips locked onto my nipple.  I felt like my eyes would roll back in my head as he sucked on my nipple.  

My hands moved to his lounge pants and sank beneath their waistband.  I gripped his silky ass cheeks for a moment as he ground against me, his lips returning to mine.  I pushed the pants down away from his ass and ran my hands over the small mounds of flesh.  His hand moved to my tent and rubbed it firmly.  “Daddy, can we do it again?”

“You mean, you mean like last night?”  His head nodded.  “Um, sure.  Let’s move to the bed, though.”  He climbed off the chair, and I quickly got up.  I watched him strip out of his clothes and rapidly removed mine as well.  He lay down on the bed, his cock standing at full attention.  I licked my palm several times as I covered his body with mine.  I guided my dick between his thighs and slowly humped his legs as we kissed.

“Does that feel good, Daddy?”

“Yeah, Randy.  It does.”

“Can I try?”

I nodded my head and moved off him.  I lay on my back and put my legs together.  I spit in my hand and spread my saliva onto on his erection.  I felt his wood slide between my thighs.  He sucked on my nipples as he humped vigorously.  I rubbed his ass and ran my hands up and down his smooth back as his cheeks rose and fell.  He was quickly picking up speed, and I flexed my leg muscles to make it tighter for him.  He fucked my legs fast until suddenly he froze, and I could feel his cock twitching and warmth spreading between my thighs.

When he was done, he kissed me and moved onto his back and said “Your turn.”

I got up and grabbed some lotion.  I squirted it on my dick and then returned to the bed.  I leaned down and kissed him briskly.  Instead of repeating my earlier move, I turned him onto his stomach.  I stared at his small buns and quickly covered his body with mine.  I slid my dick between his legs as close to his butt as I could and began humping the muscular space.  I relished the feeling of his hot back as my body pressed against his.  We kissed as I continued humping his creamy thighs.  He had me so damn hot, that I sped up rapidly.  When I felt my orgasm build, I didn’t slow down.  Soon I was pumping my jizz onto the bed as my cock pressed past his thin body.

I rolled off him, and he moved onto my body, planting his lips against mine.  I shoved my tongue past his, and we kissed eagerly.  We lay together for a while until it was time for me to attend a meeting.  We got dressed, and I dropped him off at the game room while I headed to my meeting.  I was able to join him for lunch before having to go back.  When the day was done, we had some time before dinner.  He wanted to go swimming.  I had forgotten to have him buy trunks, and the only thing available in his size at the gift shop in the hotel was a pair of Speedos.  When I initially gave them to him, he glared at me.  He held them up between his fingers like one would hole a soiled diaper and said “These are girl’s underwear.”  Once again I had convinced him that they indeed were not and even had to show him pictures of Michael Phelps and other swimmers and divers who wore them before he would believe me.  He was still partly unconvinced but put them on anyway.  As I saw his groin disappear into the tight royal blue fabric, I was kind of happy for the oversight.

We swam for a while, ate dinner by the pool, and then swam some more.  We eventually returned to our room wrapped comfortably in our towels.  As I locked our door, he sat down on the bed.  I got a fire going again and then sat next to him on the bed.  I took his towel and dried his hair off.  Again the smoldering gaze sent heat deep into my being, and my movements slowed down.  I leaned in and kissed him, which he returned feverishly.  As we kissed, my hand moved up his thigh and reached the firm bulge in his Speedos.  As I rubbed the lump, he eased backward until he was laying on the bed.  I sucked on his nipples and then slowly moved down the middle of his torso with small kisses.  When I reached the waistband, my lips moved to his thighs and continued kissing until I had to stand up.  I moved between his legs, pulled the string out from the waistband and untied them.  

I pulled the swimwear slowly down his hips and legs.  I picked up his foot and kissed it.  When he giggled, I slowly sucked on his big toe.  I watched his cock twitch as I did this.  I knew what I would be doing.  I never in a million years would have imagined I’d be doing ANYTHING like this with any guy much less with my boy.  But, even so, his erect dick and the ovals resting in his practically hairless sac beckoned to me like a beacon piercing through palpable fog.  My dick twitched as it strained against the fabric of my wet trunks and reminded me I was still clothed.  Staring at his naked form I quickly stripped out of my trunks and rubbed my cock as it delighted in its freedom.

I returned his leg to my lips and kissed his ankle.  I slowly and lightly kissed up his leg muscles.  The closer I got to his thigh, the harder it was to continue my relaxed approach. I felt like I was on fire, a man starved of sustenance for weeks who now was only inches away from relief.  The smell of chlorine on his skin made me wish we had done this before swimming.  I wanted his full boyhood scent filling my nostrils rather than the chemical clean.  But now my lips had arrived.  They gently kissed  the corner of where his luscious thigh joined with the object of my desire.  

I turned my head slightly and was met by his balls.  My tongue snaked out of my mouth and licked the wrinkled skin.  My mouth watered at the prospect of having him inside me.  My lips slowly pulled at the skin covering his balls before parting and admitting his entire sac.  I sucked on his nuts hungrily.  I could no longer wait.  I HAD to have his hard flesh in my mouth.  It was an uncontrollable desire that could not be quenched. I released them, flicked my tongue once against the head of his cock and then swallowed it all.  The burning fire roared within me, and I was awash in pure lust.  I devoured his cock as he moaned loudly and cried out “Oh Daddy!” as he writhed.

I released his cock and moved rapidly to his lips.  I thrust my tongue into his mouth fiercely and kissed him hard.  Desperately needing his cock I broke our kiss, lay next to him and once again devoured his meat.  My hands grabbed his beautiful ass and gripped them as I guided his hips to drive his dick into my mouth.  In my lust craze I felt his hand trying to get to my cock, and so I twisted my lower body giving him access.  I felt his hand stroking me.  I believed I was at the crescendo of my raging passion until I felt my cock being engulfed in a moist heat that could only be his mouth.  My hips responded reflexively and began pumping my cock in his lovely mouth.  I ignored the occasional scrape of teeth against my needy flesh.  I felt completely unhinged as I drove my cock deeper into him and blew my son.  I couldn’t get enough of his young meat.  I wished he was older only so that his cock would be bigger.  I wanted to feel it filling my throat, wanted to smell his manliness.

In my heat and desperation, I rolled so that I was on top of him.  My hips had taken over and were acting on some deeper impulse.  The ecstasy that pulsed through every hair on my body was overwhelming.  I felt my son’s small hands on my nuts and my ass, and it threatened to undo me.  I was so completely possessed that all I could do was hump his mouth and suck his dick.  I barely noticed when his fingers dug into my ass and my mouth was suddenly detecting something salty.  His twitching cock brought me to a fuller awareness of his orgasm, and so finally I slowed down on my sucking motion.  I moved my tongue along his cock while it spasmed in my mouth and drank greedily of his nectar, a dying man being given the elixir of life.  When I had drained him of his precious fluid, I released his dick and sucked on his balls.  I ran my tongue up and down the shaft, over the tip, exploring every part of his boyhood.  He was intoxicating.  I became overpowered by my body’s preparation for release and surrendered to the waves of pleasure that rippled through me until, at last, I felt my dick swell and anticipated the rush that would flow from me.  Within moments it arrived, and I felt my cock explode inside his throat.  He gagged as my load surprised him, but our position did not allow him to do anything other than swallow his father’s seed, the same fluid that had given him life.

When my climax died sufficiently, I collapsed onto my side and rolled onto my back.  My hand explored his legs, delighting in the satiny feel of his skin on his thighs mixed with the hairiness of his lower legs.  Finally able to fill my lungs with air, I moved until I was over him.  I smoothed the hair away from his face and sank into him as we kissed.  After necking I lay next to him and pulled him to me.  “I love you more than words can say, Randy.”

“I love too, Daddy.”  There was a tense silence that I forced myself to allow before he finally spoke.  “Will we have to stop when we go home?”

Reality tried to force its way into our moment, but I slapped it away.  “Fuck no!  There’s no way I could stop.  I want you.  I NEED you.  We just can’t tell anyone or let anyone see us.”

He snuggled against me, relieved that this wasn’t temporary.  “Good.  I wish we never had to leave Iceland, though.  That way we’d never have to worry about it.”

I played with his pale hair as I silently shared his desire.  A few minutes later the phone rudely disturbed us.  I took the call.  I had forgotten I was supposed to meet some people for drinks.  I delivered the news, and we both got dressed.  The elevator ride was a hard one because I knew we would soon be separated when all I wanted was to hold his bare body against mine and taste his breath.  He found some friends in the game room, so that turned out well.  I went and shared drinks and did business.  When it was over, I stopped in the gift shop to get some toiletries I would need since the volcano eruption had messed up travel plans.  While doing so I found personal lubricant.  I stood in front of the opaque white plastic bins with their assorted items as I stared at the bottles of fluid.  Images of our joined bodies swam through my head as a world of possibilities opened itself to my imagination.

I had to pull myself away from following my dreams as I noticed my dick beginning to respond.  Could I actually take the final step to consummate this newly discovered love relationship between my child and me?  The idea of feeling my rod enter his virgin territory and claim it as mine, to feel our bodies connected so intimately and completely was beyond my wildest hope.  Or so I thought.  No, this was a gift from God.  It had to be.  I grabbed it and quickly headed to the cashier.  On my way to pick up Randy I googled techniques on my BlackBerry.  I wanted this to be as pleasurable as possible for him, and I had no idea how to do that.  Luckily I found out some good tips.  I took the lube out of the small plastic bag and placed it my pocket.  I gathered Randy, and we headed to our room.  While we were in the elevator, I could feel his fingers stroking my arm.  I wondered if he could sense my longing, if he could sense that tonight could likely shift us even deeper beyond the boundaries of father and son into lovers.

When we got inside the room, I shut the door and grabbed him gently by the shoulders.  I kissed him passionately and lovingly.  This wasn’t just about sex. I loved this boy, my own flesh and blood, more than anything or anyone I had ever loved before.  I needed him like I needed air to breathe.  I wasn’t about to fuck my child.  I was going to make love to the only being in this world that I loved completely and without reserve, and who I knew loved me the same way.  There was nothing deeper than what I felt right now for Randy.  I wanted this moment so that we could be joined, flesh of one flesh.  I wanted to be deep inside him in this ultimate reflection of commitment and love.  He would be mine and I his.  Sure, part of me rebelled and told me I should be repulsed, but it seemed like a whisper and nothing more.  Deep down I pondered if this was wrong, but I could not stop feeling what coursed through me, what flooded every sense.

I stopped kissing him and lifted him into my arms and walked toward the bed.  “That was different, Daddy.  Something’s changed.”

“Yes, it has, baby.  I love you more than anyone.  More than your mother.  More than myself.  I need you.  I have to taste you.  I have to be inside you, to join you and share my love.  I don’t want to share you with anyone.  I want no one else.”  I said the last sentence as I gently set him on his feet.  I undid the buttons on his shirt and pushed it open.  I ran my hands over his chest and guided the shirt to fall back from his shoulders.  “You are my life,” I said before gently sucking on his nipples.  I lowered to my knees and undid his belt and pants.  I slowly pulled them down and noticed a tent beginning to form in his boxers.  I rubbed my face against the growing bulge before grabbing his underwear and pulling them down.  Once he stood before me as naked as the day he was born, I took him into my mouth.  I remembered all those tender years of holding him, bathing him . . . and now he was closer to being a man, and here I was sucking on his cock.

I finally released him and stood up.  I quickly stripped out of my clothes and he watched me, hunger clear in his sapphire eyes.  I pulled the bottle of lube out of my pocket and tossed it onto the bed.  I watched eagerly as he went to his knees and took my dick into his mouth.  I watched the red lips part as my thick shaft disappeared into the hot cavity.  His azure eyes gazed lovingly at me searching for signs of pleasure which I freely gave him.  After enduring his throat’s sweet embrace of my rod for several moments, I stopped him.  “It’s time, Randy.”

He released me and stood up.  “Time for what?”

“We have become more than just father and son, baby.  So much more.  It’s time to finalize that.”  I guided him to the bed and had him lay on his stomach.  I smothered his body with mine and rubbed my cock against his ass as I kissed his face.  I moved to his shoulders and then slowly down his spine with my lips.  Once I was at the perfect mounds of his beautiful ass, I pushed them apart revealing his puckered hole.  I leaned in as he turned to watch, and I began licking the virgin entrance.

“Daddy . . . “ he breathed, his voice thickly coated with pleasure as I stepped up my tongue’s work on his ass.  When I had rimmed his hole for several moments as he squirmed with delight, I grabbed the bottle of lube.  I coated my fingers and then turned him over.  As I went between his legs, I began blowing him while inserting one of my fingers into his ass.  When his hole finally relaxed with my ministrations, I pushed his legs up like I had when I used to change his diapers.  As I kissed him I inserted a second finger into his butt and continued slowly relaxing the tight entrance.  Once I was able to work a third finger in and relax it even more, I withdrew.

While he lay on his back watching me, I coated my throbbing knob with the slippery fluid.  As if some silent communication had taken place, I watched him turn over when I put the bottle down.  I stared at his bare backside as he willingly submitted himself to me.  Somehow he knew this would cement the new level of our relationship.  And he wanted it as much as I did.  I climbed over him and settled down on top of him, kissing the side of his face.  “Get on your side,” I whispered.  As his body moved, I followed him until we both lay on our sides.  I gripped my dick and introduced it to his hole.  I pushed the tip in, and as soon as it pushed past the virgin entrance, I wanted desperately to shove it in all the way.  I slid it slightly forward until I felt resistance.  “Oh shit Randy!” I said.

“What Daddy?”

“Nothing, son.  It’s . . . it’s just fucking incredible!” And then I slid more of my dick in.  We continued this cycle of resistance, then sliding forward, resistance, etc., for quite some time.  When enough of my dick was in that I could hump him without holding onto my cock, I began slowing doing just that.  “Goddamn, I just want to get inside you boy!”  As I moved my rod back and forth, I felt it ease slightly, and shoved more of it in.  I heard a noise that sounded like discomfort, and his body tried to move away from my pelvis, but I held him firm, my arm draped over his flat stomach.  “Bite your pillow if you need, Randy. I gotta get inside your hot ass!”  

I waited as I saw his face turn toward the cushion.  Adjusting myself I pushed my dick forward.  There was a slight hold on it, but then it suddenly moved and sank in.  “Randy!  Oh Randy!  Fuck I love you so much!” I said as my hips began moving on their own.  “You okay?” I asked finally.

“Yes. . . Daddy,” he said.

I shoved my hips forward and rolled them so that he moved onto his stomach.  I squeezed my ass muscles and moved my hips in small circles.  When it was moving more easily, I returned to a humping motion driving my cock in as deep as I could with each thrust.  I quickly found myself riding his butt hard.  “I so fucking love you, son.  I really, really do!” I said as I pounded him slightly harder.  After a few moments, I stopped, grabbed his hips and pulled backward and told him to raise up on his knees.  Once he was in this position, I returned to fucking him.  The tightness of his incredible ass was moving me close to orgasm.  I grabbed his hips and sped up the pace a bit, driving my cock deep into his hole faster and a little harder.  I noticed a soft slapping sound as our bodies repeatedly met.  As the pressure grew rapidly in my groin and my body tingled all over, I drove my cock in deeply with each thrust.  Randy moaned wildly as I fucked him.  Fairly soon after my cock exploded.  I gripped his thin hips firmly as my dick unloaded deep inside his hole.

When it finally slowed down, I guided him to lay down on his side.  We moved slowly while remaining joined together, my meat in his ass.  As I took hold of his erect cock, it dawned on me once again that many years ago my dick rested inside his mother after releasing the load that created my beautiful boy.  And now I was buried inside him as I stroked his dick until the warm fluid it held within seemed into my hand.  When his young rod stopped twitching, I brought my hand to my mouth and licked the delicious sticky liquid from my skin.  “I want to fall asleep inside you, son.  I love you so much!”

His hand reached around and patted my butt.  He turned his head so we could kiss.  And then I nuzzled against him and sleep came to take us both under its wings.

When I awoke in the middle of the night, I got up and turned out the lights and then covered us both up.  When the time came for me to get up and head to a breakfast meeting, I dressed quietly.  Before leaving I took one more look at his beautiful naked body.

I was doing okay in my meetings until a few hours later when I got a text message.  I looked at my phone and could tell it was a video.  Since it was from Randy, I decided to check it out.  I looked around and no one could see my phone, so I made sure to put in on mute and played the video.  It started out focusing on his face, his beautiful eyes staring at me invitingly.  Then the image moved down his body to his hard dick.  He slowly stroked his cock, my dick swelling in response.  Then the image showed the bottle of lube.  I watched him lube his fingers, and then his body rolled over.  Next I saw the incredible mounds of his gorgeous ass and watched his fingers slip into his hole.  When the video stopped, I saw I had a text message.  It read “I miss u daddy.”

I quickly got up and excused myself and headed to the elevator.  By the time the doors opened, I was harder than wood and my tie was in my hand.  My hand shook as I got the door open.  I tossed the door tie onto the dresser as I walked into the sleeping area.  Randy was laying across the bed, his butt beckoning me.  He tossed the bottle of lube toward me.  I pulled my shirt out of my pants and grabbed the lube.  I came to where his feet were, grabbed his ankles, and yanked him until his ass was at the edge of the bed.  “God I need to fuck you bad, boy!” I said as I rapidly undid my pants.  I shoved them and my boxers down, quickly lubed up my cock, and immediately slid it between the soft crack between his buns.  As I entered him, I hoped I could draw this out as long as possible, but my lust made no guarantees.