It’s been a couple of months since my son Jaxon and I became lovers and I guess it’s been an adjustment for both of us in that we are still learning things about each other, not just about our bodies, although God knows that’s been an incredibly sensual journey in its own right, because I never knew that my own body was capable of giving me so much pleasure.
But the journey hadn’t been just about sex. It has also been about discovering US as people, opening up to share the experiences we’ve had, the highs and lows of our lives, the secrets we’d kept hidden from each other, revealing the sense of loss we’d both felt when our relationship had broken down; basically, we were learning what makes us the two people that we are. For sure there was the taboo side to our relationship to get my head around…I mean not only was I having sex with another man, but that man was also my own flesh and blood.
Strange how after all this time I could find exploring another man’s body so arousing, a body so different to the women’s bodies that had always turned me on. And Jaxon had definitely matured into a fine figure of a man. At 5ft 10 he was still a little shorter than me and despite being 25 what little body hair he had was tantalisingly confined only to his pits and bush.
I know that always bothered him, even now, but he had enough to remind me that he was light years away from the little hairless lad who’d popped a boner one day as he stood in the shower with me. And that boner was different too. Bigger, thicker, it’s shape more defined with a smooth shaft and a large purple helmet that could either be an object of fear or veneration.
But it’s that need for secrecy that will always stop us being seen as ‘lovers’ to the world…not that I’m ready to walk down the street holding his hand or anything…and to be honest when we do go out drinking we go to straight bars where if people realise we are father and son they also see us as being great mates…
I know Jaxon misses being in the ‘gay bubble’ but I think if I’ve taught him anything it’s that you don’t need to hang a label around your neck, because the world will do that for you anyway. You just have to take your place in it as the person you are and let the world judge you for the qualities that you have, not just what you can do with your dick.
And that’s where I am right now. I’m still Tom, still the man I was when I was out chasing pussy at every opportunity, still going grey, still a bit overweight. I’m still the man who taught him how to swim and ride a bike, the man who was there on his first day at school and the man who was the proudest father in the room at his graduation.
The only thing that has changed is that with Jaxon I’ve found the love that I thought I’d lost all those years ago. Well, that’s not strictly all that’s changed…
Making love with him has taught me that being fucked by another guy or fucking one doesn’t diminish your masculinity, that a man is still a man whether he’s being rimmed or whether he’s loving the feel of a guy’s tight clean butt-hole twitching on tongue. And maybe that was my biggest fear…that by surrendering myself to Jaxon…that in the midst of all this mind-blowing pleasure I would somehow become less of a man.
Perhaps all those years I’d spent eating and fucking pussy had made me a natural when it came to eating my boy’s butt, who knows, but judging by the enthusiastic reactions I got from Jaxon I knew I wasn’t doing too bad when it came to giving pleasure…but maybe that was because it was him…maybe it wouldn’t have worked with any other guy…
So, we both deserved to get away from the city for a few days. That’s why we planned this trip to the coast. And we also needed to re-connect with our past, which was why we’d headed back to Whale Beach.
Of course, the place had changed from the time we’d holidayed there when Jaxon was a kid and I think we were both disappointed that the old cabin where we’d stayed over and over was long gone. But the one that stood in its place was better equipped for sure but still approached by the long track from the main highway that wound down through the trees to its own stretch of private beach.
‘Handy for skinny dipping dad,’ grinned Jaxon when he surveyed the white sand and rolling waves.
He laughed and added that he supposed I’d packed my swimming gear.
‘Uhuh son I suppose you didn’t?’
‘I did dad but…’,he looked around him…’I guess we won’t be needing them.’
And he was right. We didn’t.
As soon as we’d unpacked our supplies the two of us stripped off, both admiring each other’s physique, enjoying that contrast between smooth and hairy, the contrast between a young man in his prime and an older one already passed his…the contrast between Jaxon’s firm muscles and my older less potent ones.
These days we knew each other’s bodies so well there was no need for either of us to bother hiding the fact that the sight of us getting naked together never failed to arouse us…there was no need to hide the fact that our cocks were already growing heavy in anticipation of the fun to come as they bobbed and swayed, leading the way in front of us we ran out of the house, laughing and naked together, and dived into the sea.
By the time we hit the water we were both sporting serious erections that even the sudden chill of the waves on our skin could do little to diminish.
‘A bit of a change from the last time we did this dad,’ said Jaxon as he surfaced, smiling and shaking the water from his hair.
And he was right. That day back at the lake I’d been so self-conscious of my hard-on I’d kept myself covered with a towel, although from the tent I was making in the thing it must have been pretty obvious to Jaxon what was going on underneath it.
But that was then, and this was now as we swam together, luxuriating in the freedom that only the sensation of your naked body gliding through the cool water can give.
‘You know dad if mum hadn’t been with us all those years ago…’
I laughed and said, ‘No we could not have.’
‘Why?’
‘Because you were a kid and besides we had company.’
‘Daniel you mean?’
‘Uhuh.’
Daniel had been Jaxon’s best buddy at school and often tagged along with us when we went on trips. The boys had got on well and it was good that they had each other because there are only so many sandcastles any dad can build, only so many forts in the forest that could be constructed out of leaves and branches, only so many imaginary battles fought.
‘You two ever keep in touch son?’
Jaxon shook his head. They’d lost touch when they started college, but he had heard that Daniel had married, had three kids and eventually moved west with his job.
‘And what’s that sly grin for dad?’
‘Oh, I was wondering if you two boys ever…’
‘Played with each other?’
‘Well yeah…none of my business but I’m guessing you had to start somewhere…like all boys…
‘Even you, you mean?’
‘Ok yeah even like me but you know that story already.’
And he did. Early on in our relationship I’d told him how a buddy and I had compared ‘willies’ as we called them back then, how Pete had jerked me off and how I’d felt so embarrassed and ashamed about shooting my junior load all over his rug that I’d been unable, or unwilling, to reciprocate the pleasure.. how I’d quickly yanked up my pants and fled the scene of my guilt…how I’d never spoken to him again…
‘Well if you must know…’
‘Yeah?’
‘We did…a couple of times…’
‘Did what son?’
‘This dad….
And FUCK! Jaxon reached out under the water and wrapping his fingers around my cock, began slowly wanking me with one hand whilst playing with my balls with the other, his warm grip easing my foreskin backwards and forwards over my helmet…
‘Oh you mean THIS?’
Daddddddddddddddmmmmfffffffffff’.
‘Bet Daniel didn’t have such a handful as I’ve got today…’
He moaned softly as my fingers copied his, exploring the length of his erection, his eyes half closing as I stirred the soft tendrils of his sparse bush and felt the weight and shape of his balls in their tight smooth sac,…our faces moving closer and closer together as our hands worked slowly up and down until we muffled each other’s groans with a long deep kiss…
Fuck! How good did that feel? Our muscled arms around each other, our tongues playing gently as they explored each other’s mouths, both moaning, our cocks grinding together as the ebb and flow of the waves lifted and dropped us against each other over and over again. Two men locked in the sensual timeless rhythm of the ocean as one minute we floated weighed down only by our own passion then the next our bodies were driven together, causing our bare flesh to pound against each other in time to the waves as they crashed on the rocks.
‘Some one’s feeling horny...’ Jaxon whispered as he continued to play with my dick, varying his grip along the shaft, sometimes squeezing and massaging right down around the root and then sliding his fist until his hand wrapped around my knob, making me gasp as he slowly eased my foreskin back in his palm… .
‘And I’m guessing my boy isn’t,’ I whispered back as I nuzzled below his ear, savouring the taste of salt on his smooth neck.
‘Uummmmfffffffff daaaaaddddddd’ he moaned as I did the same to him, my hand under the water teasing his shaft, feeling the solidity of his erection in my hand…the pulse as it jerked with a life of its own. And I knew that if somebody had told me a few months ago that I’d get so much pleasure masturbating another guys cock I’d never have thought it possible. In fact I was so defensive of my masculinity I’d probably have taken them out with a single punch…
…but now, here in the water with the warm clear sunlight on our skin, our bodies entwined as our tongues danced sensually in each other’s mouths and with our hands pleasuring each other’s rock hard dicks it felt as fine and as natural as breathing.
He looked over to where our towels lay on the beach.
‘I guess we could always…’
‘What if somebody saw us?’
‘So…what if they did dad?’
And that was the problem, my problem. Had Jaxon been a woman there is no way I’d have refused an offer like that…I would have fucked her then and there on the sand…taken merciless possession of her tight warm pussy with my big dick and as she kicked and screamed.. filled her full of my seed and claimed her for my own…but….
‘Don’t tell me you’ve NEVER had sex on a beach dad!’
I laughed and replied that wasn’t what I’d said, that I meant I wasn’t ready to…I paused.
‘Fuck my ass in the sand you mean dad,’ he laughed.
‘The noise you make? They’d hear us for miles around son.’
‘Yeah well who did I learn that from?,’ he grinned.
Maybe he had a point. I’d never been what you could call a quiet lover. Far from it. For me the verbal side of sex just took everything to another level of intensity, and even as a kid I’d been pretty noisy when I wanked. I thought my orgasms so loud I used to stuff my fist into my mouth for fear of anybody in the house hearing me…but when I was on my own…even then…boy did I ever let myself go.
And these days Jaxon was the same, begging me to ram my big daddy dick harder, yelling for me to go deeper, screaming ‘Fuck my tight bald cunt with that big fat cock,’ as I piston fucked his hairless butt-hole with every ounce of strength in my body….and sometimes, when he lay on his back with his knees up after I’d ‘doggied’ him, as masculine as he was, all smooth and muscled, with his big dick pointing up his toned abs and his open hole on show he cry out ‘fuck me like a woman’ and I’d slam in, no mercy, my body heaving and sweating on top of him, biting his tits, kissing him savagely as the memories of old rose up within me and I used his butt like a pussy until I could use it no more, my orgasm breaking in a loud animal growl…
Fuck did I ever love it when he talked dirty, when I knew it was my cock that was making him lose control of his mouth, his body, his mind and his emotions…
Yet there was no way I was ready to have sex outdoors with my own son, no matter how aroused I was, no matter how I longed to feel his tight ring opening around my knob before rippling down the length of my shaft and engulfing every inch of my manhood with his warm moist walls…no matter how much I wanted to make love to him… doing it outside was something I just couldn’t do….yet.
‘You know as well as I do that there’s a perfectly good bed inside the cabin’ I said.
‘Yeah I know…’
‘Well then, if you want my tongue and my dick up your butt boy that’s where its gonna happen and promise I you I’ll fuck and rim that cute little ass of yours to your hearts content.
‘That’s boring dad’.
‘That’s safe,’ I replied.
‘Well how about behind those rocks over there?’
Jaxon nodded towards a ring of ancient rocks that millions of years ago must have tumbled down from the shoreline. Now they were the last remnants of a long-vanished cliff.
‘Nobody will see us there I promise…you can’t even see behind them from the cabin.’
‘How do you know son?’
‘Ask Daniel,’ he grinned.
‘Is that where you two…’
Jaxon laughed and said, of course, they’d been too scared to do it in the house in case anybody had heard them…
‘Imagine if you’d caught us at it!’
And for a split second I could imagine just that, two young lads naked on the bed, eagerly exploring each other, discovering previously unknown delights as their hands worked each other’s young dicks to their inevitable watery climax…and I had the idea that my son was probably the instigator of it all…just like he had been with me.
In fact, it was such a horny thought, the two of them together that I felt my cock pulse in his hand as he continued to stroke along my length, knowing full well that if it hadn’t been for the water washing away my pre-cum his fingers would have been one sticky mess…
Then I looked over my shoulder at the rocks…he was right, nobody could see us and what was the point of a having a private beach if you couldn’t make love on the sand? Although Jaxon had got me so horny we probably wouldn’t make love at all, just fuck with brutal abandon.
‘That a yes then dad?’
‘Maybe…’ I whispered squeezing his firm butt in my big hands, making him moan louder in my mouth as my fingers edged between his cheeks, slowly searching out that hairless ring of tight muscle I knew so well.
I felt a tremor run through his body as my finger tip drew small circles on and around his pucker….
‘Fuuuuuuuuck that’s so good dad,’ and he squirmed against me, pushing his hips back to try and get my finger inside his ass, that same ass I’d washed when he was a kid. The only difference was that back then he’d been just my naked little boy showering with his dad, now that butt was an object of desire…
‘No maybe about it dad….’ He almost whimpered as I teased his butt. ‘Come on we’re wasting time.’
‘Is that what you said to Daniel?’ I laughed.
Jaxon said. ’No, I said to him get that cute little ass behind those rocks cos I’m gonna fuck you!’
I must have looked surprised because he laughed softly against my chest.
‘I was joking dad. I mean we were only 13! I didn’t even know you could do that then!’
‘But you do now eh?’
Jaxon looked up at me, that sexy grin spreading across his face.
‘You tell me…’
‘JAXONNNNNNNNNN!’
I gasped as I felt his finger press between my ass-cheeks, rubbing and teasing it’s way towards my asshole.
‘That’s one hairy butt you’ve got there dad.’
‘You complaining son?’
‘No way, you know when I was a kid I was always praying that one day you’d bend over in the shower so I could get a good look at your crack. I couldn’t believe an ass could be that hairy.’
I said I guessed that was one young teen dream that never came true.
‘Maybe,’ he teased, ‘or maybe one day you weren’t so careful.’
‘Yeah?’
‘Uhuh, yeah and there it was in all its masculine glory, my dad’s hairy asshole…so how about showing your big boy how you can milk my cock with that awesome butt of yours.’
‘Did my ass live up to your expectations?’
He laughed and said it had looked fucking scary with the wet hair slicked down all around my pucker.
‘And now?’
‘Well….’ He grinned and pushed his finger deep into my butt-hole…
‘You horny little fucker!’
‘Your horny little fucker dad…’
‘And not so little either eh?’
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Jaxon was right about the rocks, forming as they did a natural room at the edge of the ocean, they made the perfect hiding place, either for two horny young lads having their first sexual adventure or two mature horned up guys like us.
‘Ok dad, lean back against the rock.’
‘Like this?’
‘Uhuh, just like that.’
And there I stood with the warm rocks tide-smoothed surface against my back, my feet half lost in the heat of the soft sand and my long-aroused cock aching and flexing as it jutted out of my drying bush, the thick dark hairs turning to curls in the sun… the tip of my foreskin already glistening with beads of precum, beads that became a long silver thread, then a thread that hung, quivering like a silken strand in the sunlight before breaking and soaking into the sand.
‘AWWW FUCKKKKKKK SONNNNNNNNNNN!’
I tried to stifle a cry of surprise as Jaxon’s tongue started to lap around the proud curve of my helmet, a cry of ecstasy I feared was loud enough to travel for miles…
‘Jesus CHRISTTTTTTTT JAXON!’ My groans getting louder as his lips tightened and eased back my foreskin until the swollen flesh of my exposed glans rubbed against the roof of his mouth as inch by inch he worked down the thick veiny shaft, taking me almost into the warm recess of his throat.
‘Good boyyyyyy.’
And fuck me was he ever good. Better than any woman I’d ever had slurping on my dick.
By now I was into his rhythm, my hand on his head, thrusting my dick between his lips as he wrapped his fist around the root to stop me from choking him completely.
Maybe that’s where man-sex was better. It wasn’t just about knowing exactly how to pleasure a body like your own, not just about licking where you liked to be licked, biting where you loved to be bitten or even handling a cock the way you liked yours to be handled, it was about equal strength, an alternating of power and dominance that I knew now you never got with a woman. The harder you fucked a pussy the more she surrendered but the harder you fucked a guy the more his strength gave him the power to fight back, the ever changing dynamic…was it my cock possessing his ass, or his butt possessing my weapon, my dick thrusting into his body or his willing hole ramming down on it?
‘JAXONNNNNNNNNNNNN’
I yelled again as he pressed his middle finger against my pucker once more, harder this time, no slow intimate teasing, no gentle foreplay, just a single stab through the muscled ring making my body momentarily and instinctively resist the onslaught but my mind telling me to push my ring out, to open that most intimate and secret part of me,
‘FUCKING HELL SONNNNNN! OWWWWWWCHHHHHH! STEADYYYYYYY BOY!’
As soon as he felt my pucker twitch he knew that was the signal to push into me, stretching me open slowly, forcefully filling my butt with the entire length of his finger, working against the tight spongy walls inside my inner ring as he knelt in front of me stroking his own dick with his other hand, his moans vibrating the length of my shaft as he slurped on it…a thick drool woven of my precum and his saliva dangling from his chin as I thrust deeper making him gag…
‘That’s it you horny young fucker, suck that big dick, show me just how fucking good you are with those lips of yours…’ and I forced his head down harder, his gag reflex convulsing around my swollen helmet.
Eventually I had to let go of his hair because I had a simple choice, pull out or flood his mouth with a massive cum-load…and there was only one place I wanted to shoot my seed…deep inside his amazing ass…
Jaxon slowly withdrew his finger from my butt and I felt the burning friction turn to a warm tingle as my butt-hole close up of its own accord…
‘Ok big fella let me see that hairy ass of yours…your boy is hungry for his daddies meaty butt!’
The discovery of my own ass as an erogenous zone has been one of the most amazing steps on my journey to sexual enlightenment, no woman had ever touched me there, to be honest I’d not even touched myself there…until Jaxon my butt had been 100% virgin territory but now…
…but now all my old fear had vanished…vanished thanks to his tongue and fingers as step by step Jaxon had introduced me to the hidden delights of that most secret place of any man’s body until he knew, and I knew my rippling guts were ready to be fucked…
So, I did as I was told, standing with my hands against the rock, my feet apart, my full balls dangling down between my thighs…my hips slightly bent…offering him my butt…there was something about the act of surrender that was intensely arousing…the mixed anticipation of pain and pleasure…the sense of being under somebody else’s control…
‘That’s better! Fuck dad what a view!’
‘Owwwwwwwww you little bugger! DON’T!’
‘Don’t what? THIS?’
He slapped my ass again, harder this time and I yelped once more as a I felt the faint blush of heat spread over my quivering buttocks….
Then I felt both of his hands grab my butt-cheeks, felt the momentary caress of warm air in my crack as they parted then…
‘WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW! BAYYYYYYBBYYYYYY!
Without warning my son buried his face between them and began to devour my ass, licking, nibbling, lapping at my salty butt-hole before…
‘FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SONNNNNN!’
His tongue pushed through the muscle, driving in and out of it, fucking it like a small dick as I pushed back against his mouth, working my hairy ass against his smooth face as he probed deeper and deeper, the sensations transporting me to the edge of another world and beyond….
…making me reach back with one hand to push his smooth face deeper into my hairy cleft…muffling his own moans with my meaty butt…
‘Come on you fucker, eat my man-cunt like you mean it.’
And he did, slurping, spitting, tonguing his way deeper into my ass, through the inner ring until I could feel it wriggling and probing against the hidden moist walls…my legs shaking as wave after wave of intense pleasure made my entire body tremor…
‘Looks like you’re ready for me dad, nice wet and open.’
And I knew I was as I could feel his spit running down the back of my balls…yes I was so fucking ready for that big boy dick I thought every nerve in my body was going to melt in the fire his tongue had inflamed inside me.
‘You ready for your big boy’s cock?’
‘Just go steady son…just go STEADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDYYYYYrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!’
Fucking hell, even though I was wet with spit, even though my ass was begging to be fucked the sharp pain I felt as he took aim with his knob was damned near blinding.
‘READY DAD?’
He slapped my butt again and jabbed against my hole,
‘Push out dad, push that fucking hole open for my dick, come you can do it!’
I knew that ready or not my ass was about invaded…knew that I’d taken Jaxon’s dick before…knew that the exquisite mix of pain and pleasure would make the agony of the initial entry worthwhile…
‘DEAR GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!’
‘FUCK DAD I’M INNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
‘I fucking KNOWWWWWWWWWWrrghhhhhhhh!’
And in three quick thrusts Jaxon was buried so deep I could feel his balls slapping against me, so I squeezed every muscle in my butt, gripping his shaft as the searing pain dissolved into a heat that spread throughout my body…a heat that made me instinctively push back…meeting every one of his eager thrusts with one of my own.
‘SOOOO FUCKING GOOD DADDDDDDDDD!
I squeezed again, moulding my insides around the contours of his cock.
‘YOU’LL MAKE ME CUMMMMMMMMMMMMM!’
Again, I summoned up every ounce of strength and although I could feel my butt getting loser with every stab I squeezed as hard as I could…
He cried out, ‘DADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!’ and in one slick movement withdrew his dick from my quivering butt-hole
‘Fuckkkkkkk that was CLOSE!’
‘Yeah?’ I looked over my shoulder and saw his fat slimy cock flexing and jerking like it was trying to spit out his sperm without any further help.
‘Yeah fucking close, but it’s not over yet…’ he grinned and swiped my butt again. ‘Now get on your back and show me that man-cunt of yours.’
Hell I’d never known Jaxon so fucking dominant, so demanding and I‘ve got to admit I found the transfer of power between us intensely arousing…knowing I could surrender all control, give up every ounce of masculinity but not lose any of it…
So I lay back on the sand…
‘Let’s see that asshole,’ he said grabbing my ankles in his hands and forcing my knees back against my chest.
‘FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSS. Come on make that fucking hole twitch, let me know you’re dying for my dick in there.’
I could feel the spit leaking out of my pucker as I grunted loudly and pushed my hole open for him.
‘FUCK ME SON! FUCK ME!’
By now I didn’t care about anything but the sounds and sensations of Jaxon using my ass for his own pleasure as he rammed back into me in one single brutal thrust that made me cry out again as every contour of his dick slammed deep into my ass…
‘FUCKKKKKKK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! SQUEEEEEEEEZE MY DICK! YEAHHHHHHHHHH just like THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT! Oh fuck yessssssss….JUST LIKE THATTTTTTTTT! YOU HORNY OLD FUCKERRRRRRRRR….
I could hear the slap of his sweaty body against my ass cheeks, feel the way our skins smacked together as he thrust over and over…and I was right…this wasn’t making love…we were fucking.
All around us the hot air was alive with the sound of the sea, echoing with the wild primal cries of two men enjoying the power, the pain and the total intimacy of our almost bestial fuck…two men whose senses were abandoned to each other…no right…no wrong…just sex at its most intense animal level.
Jaxon’s grunts grew louder as his sweat dripped on my body, mingling with my own as I wrapped my legs tightly around him, pulling him down until our mouths met…our hot rasping breaths filling each other’s lungs with muffled cries of extreme pleasure…his firm young body crushing mine underneath him.
‘DAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…’his words were already lost in the tumult of his rising orgasm, phrases swept away on the tide that pounded in our veins, evaporating in the blazing heat of our combined lust…
‘DAAAAAAAAAAAAArghhhhhhhhhhhh!’
I felt his thrusts become shorter, more urgent…more brutal…his cock seeming to swell even more inside me as his dick pulsed, once, twice before he threw his head back and with a wild cry exploded inside me, unleashing a torrent of warm semen deep in my bowels before the full weight of his body collapsed on top of me…our sweat mingling, his chest heaving, his hips jerking as he pumped the last drops inside my spasming hole….
‘Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk dad, that was awesome, that squeeze thing…fucking amazing’ he gasped as his once solid cock started to soften inside me…soften and slip out as …I felt a trail of his warm sperm trickling out of my burning battered hole….
I’d been so lost in being fucked, so transported by the sensations every one of Jaxon’s thrusts had speared into my body that it wasn’t until he had climaxed I realised how hard and wet my own dick was. All seven inches rigid…red…swollen… and in dire need of release…in need of that boy’s tight hairless asshole…
‘Dad’s turn eh?’…………
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