The teddy bear show
I seemed to hear my son’s voice in his room so he must be talking to somebody. I wanted to say hello to him after returning home. I was on holidays but I really didn’t like my last chosen destination, I won’t mention which, and decided to spend my last days of holidays at home.
I’m Christopher Gowan and at 42 I still work as a teacher of history in a high school. My wife left me ten years ago and I stayed alone with our son Dante.
When I was about to enter his room, I had to stop short. Dante was totally nude in bed jacking off and holding his teddy bear as if making love to him. Of course Dante did not expect me so soon and apparently he was enjoying the teddy bear.
It was a big teddy bear, the length of Dante’s chest. I gave it to him in one of his birthdays when he was a child and he called it Eddie. I like the combination Eddie, the Teddy, he often told me.
The first thing I saw was Dante kissing fondly Eddie’s lips and he was talking to him.
-Since my father’s absent these days, we can also make love in the afternoons, sweetheart, not just at nights as we have always done for a couple of years.
I should have gone away. After all my son was having a moment of sexual intimacy, even if it was with his teddy bear, but Dante’s cock was rock hard at the time I noticed how he started running his tongue down Eddie’s chest. But I didn’t leave, why?
It's not that I was horny nor was I a voyeur. It’s just that I found it a moving thing to see my son, very unfortunate in love so far, living tenderness with a teddy bear, whom he no doubt gifted all the sweetness his girlfriends hadn’t allowed him to give.
-You will never betray me, Eddie -I heard him say-. I know you love me and will never cheat me.
I remembered my son’s two love stories. First it had been Miranda, who had cheated him. Two years later it was Melissa. She used to be rude with Dante but one day she lost her love for my son and left him. Since then, two years ago, Dante lived on his own with me and I always see him sad. He’s at present studying history, at his 22, knowing I could teach him all he needed and maybe one day he could work as his father does.
-You know, Eddie, I’ve said goodbye to girls forever, they only hurt me -in that moment Dante’s tongue was licking what stood as Eddie’s genitals. Of course teddy bears are not made with dicks, but a really small protuberance could be seen somehow as Eddie’s cock- yes, girls always hurt me. Maybe one day I could try with boys but they have to be as sweet as you, Eddie. You know that sexually I wouldn’t mind doing anything. It’s just that I don’t know whether a love affair could be successful with a boy.
Dante was rubbing Eddie’s skin with his naked skin, often kissing the teddy bear till he approached Eddie to my son’s cock and since the teddy bear has a mouth, Dante let his cock inside.
At that moment I was almost in tears, perceiving my son’s solitude, which I understood now in all this teddy bear show. That’s why in all this time of spying him, I didn’t move away. I wanted to see Dante cumming but not because of voyeurism, a gay desire or an incestuous desire. It was just, I thought bathed in tears, that since Dante felt too lonesome and now preferred having sex, let’s call it thus, with his teddy bear, at least I hoped cumming could be a remedy for his solitude.
He was ten more minutes rubbing his dick in Eddie’s mouth and from time to time, he spoke: “you’re so good, Eddie, I love the way you suck my cock”
And then I could really see Dante’s semen falling in Eddie’s mouth. Good, this had been like a blowjob and I was glad my son had the relief of his teddy bear at least.
But the tenderness between Dante and Eddie continued for longer than a quarter of an hour, with multiple kisses and rubbing till I saw Dante turning. Such a beautiful ass my son has, I thought then, and slowly he took Eddie’s so-called genitals to his ass as if Eddie were to fuck him. My son even pretended moans of sexual happiness.
-Yeah, Eddie, you know I want to give you everything for you deserve it, and also my ass is yours to have fun with.
My tears were reaching the floor. I tried to at least not to weep loudly but I couldn’t be more moved. Eddie fucking Dante didn’t last long and now my son turned again. It was obviously his turn to fuck now and soon I could see him fucking his teddy bear.
Good, my son, since Eddie is now your only relief and I don’t wanna see you as sad as I always see you lately, at least have fun with Eddie, who will never betray you, and cum again.
It's impossible to utter how my fatherly love was increasing with that show, how strongly I loved Dante now. I was starting to take a decision, but it was just a brief thought which I didn’t take into account as I finished seeing how Dante fucked Eddie. Finally I could perceive my son cumming. I saw that moment happily thinking that my son must be, if not fulfilled, at least comforted.
He then stood up and went to the toilet, no doubt to wipe his semen from Eddie’s ass. Then when he returned to his bedroom, he placed Eddie in a wardrobe again and started putting his clothes on.
I cleared my throat once he was totally dressed again. He realized I had just come, got out of his room and told me.
-Oh hi, dad.
-I’ve returned earlier than expected. I was gonna have a coffee. Would you like to have one with me now?
-That’ll be perfect.
-So come with me -and then I affectionately kissed his cheek as I used to do. He didn’t suspect I had just seen him but I wanted to talk to him about it. I had also taken a decision.
-I’ve returned unexpectedly, Dante, and I must confess I’ve been home for longer than an hour and I’ve seen everything, I mean all you’ve been doing with Eddie.
He went totally red then.
-Oh dad… oh, I’m so embarrassed, can you forgive me?
-Nothing to reproach you for. You’re an adult, have no girlfriend right now and I know how Miranda and Melissa hurt you. Of course you can have sex anyway you like, even playing with your teddy bear, yes, it was just playing and I found it so moving that I could not help but cry. So, be quiet, Dante, I love you more now knowing how lonesome you feel. But why did I stay and watched? It’s just that I was totally moved and realized how much I love you, Dante.
-Oh dad, thanks for your respect.
-Only one thing has surprised me, not shocked me. Well, you told Eddie that you said goodbye to girls forever but maybe one day you could try with a boy, did you mean it?
-I do mean it, dad. It’s not sex with a boy that worries me, even if I’ve never had sex with a boy so far. It’s the same feeling, the fear that a boy can also betray me, like my girlfriends did.
-Do you find me an attractive man?
-Fortunately dad, you’ve heard some words from me to Eddie, but not some other words that I often tell him when we’re making love.
-Which words?
-Oh -he went red again-… I usually tell him that if ever I found a man like Christopher Gowan, I’d choose him at once, a boy your age with your wisdom and common sense, and someone, oh forgive me for saying this, just as handsome and just as sexy.
-So Dante, forget for a moment that I’m your father: if you could have sex with me, would you have it?
-My answer is a categorical yes.
-I was so moved as I watched you that I think I also started being horny, do you mind?
-Not at all, dad.
-And just the same as you said you’ve never had sex with a boy but you’d do it and know how to do it, I say the same now. I’m also sure of that fact if it were with you. I mean, I could give you all the sweetness you need, tenderness coming from a human being, not a teddy bear, a human who cannot love you more and for you I’d do anything easily. Dante, could you still cum more times today?
-Dad, I’m perfectly able to cum ten times a day if I desire. But what are you hinting at?
-I mean that I really wanna give you what you need and you’ve just said I’m a man you’d make love to. So I suggest that we could move to your room and have tenderness, sweetness and of course sex with each other for hours. I’m sure that doing it with you, I’d love it and if you happen to like it we could repeat every day, as soon as you don’t find a partner.
-Dad, I’d love to, of course, for you’re such a sexy man, but you’ll repent.
-I won’t. Come on, Dante, you need me and I’m sure I wanna make love to you.
-Ok dad, we can give it a try.
-Call me Christopher, and that way you’ll feel I’m your best friend or your new teddy bear you can have sex with but what you would feel today is real skin, playing with your skin. Come on, my son, let’s move to your bed.
I saw both of us were hard as we were moving to Dante’s bedroom. I started to strip and told my son to uninhibitedly remove all his clothes too.
