An original Christmas present

USING HIS PRESENT

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I looked into Gary’s eyes in our fourth masturbation as we were dining. I had the need to tell him.

-You see, my son, what a horny day I have spent. And I am certainly your Christmas present. You have to allow me more, Gary, please.

-I love seeing you so horny, Peyton. And I want to see if you also find yourself comfortable being naked in bed next to your son. Let me go little by little, dad. If you like it, at least, we will always sleep together now. I don’t wanna lose my wonderful Christmas present, so you always have to be as horny as you are now.

-I would like so much being in bed with you that I really desire to give you a lot more fun, as I’ve promised you, Gary. I love to see you cumming over and over again with dad. That’s so hot that I’m cumming again.

I blasted my umpteenth load with my son and I could happily see him cumming after me. All I wanted from now on was to see him shoot load after load with his father present. We finished dinner, did the washing up and smiling at me, he told me at last we could head to his bed.

Totally hard we finally entered my son’s bed and since it was cold first we wrapped in his sheets and blankets and first he started to kiss me. We were like this for five minutes as our hands slid down everything in our naked bodies. Then he slowly started to lick my chest and came unhurriedly down my abdomen till he reached my cock and to my greatest surprise he swiftly took it in his mouth and started giving me a blowjob.

-I won’t deny you anything, Gary, since I am your present and I want your utter sexual fun, but please tell me that I can suck your cock next.

-If you really want to do it, you can.

-Thanks, Gary –I sighed in relief, knowing that finally I could suck my son’s cock, but meanwhile focusing on how he used to suck dicks. I intuited then the fun that Randolph must experience and other boys too, and I promised myself I would try and be just as good later. Soon I categorized this first incestuous blowjob as the best blowjob I’d had in my life. He never forgot to lick my balls from time to time and I wondered how it was possible that I could hold it for so long with such an expert tongue. But whenever I was on the verge of cumming, he tortured me a little; licking my balls again and all the extension of my dick, making me know the fun of edging, which I would also try later. After a long time, he gave me the liberty to cum, in his mouth, as he had asked me, for he told me he wanted to savour his unborn brothers. And I finally filled his sexy mouth with his father’s jizz and told him now it should be my turn and he must allow me at last. He was a little frightened knowing well I had never given a blowjob before but allowed me. I was on fire and soon started licking Gary’s balls. I would rehearse now how to suck his cock as well as he had done to mine before.

As soon as I had his cock in my mouth I started crying and Gary told me I had no need to go on but I answered I was crying out of the emotion of finally having been allowed to suck his cock combined with the hot taste it had. My God! I soon told him that his dick had a better taste than any cunt I had licked before and told him please let me go on till you cum in your father present’s mouth and after now, I will give you many blowjobs, I promise. But I also continued by doing what he had done, leaving his sexy dick a minute to lick his balls again, as with my right hand I continued stroking my son’s shaft. I heard Gary moaning I and I wanted a good long blowjob, “torturing” him as he had tortured me before, not allowing him to cum soon, taking him through edging to one of the best orgasms of his life, I hoped. How cute he was, in the utmost of his arousal. So that he did not cum too soon in that unforgettable first incestuous blowjob, I returned to his balls once and again at the time I cupped both my hands around his dick and was moving it up and down, up and down slowly. And my tongue was not idle and returned slowly, almost painstakingly, up his cock in slow motion till I reached his head again with expertise, then sucked a little and when I could feel he was cumming, I left his inflamed shaft and repeated the same motions again with my tongue on his balls, then slowly up his rod, next his glans and thus I was playing with that hot long dick for minutes till almost twenty minutes later, he asked me to have mercy on him and let him cum so finally I swallowed his cock completely again now with the intention of making him cum in my mouth, for I had asked Gary to let me taste his spunk, and at last my son’s cock became a fountain of aroused jizz into his father’s mouth. How good it tasted! My God! I told him please, Gary, after now you know what I want to do for you. I’ll suck your cock many more times. And now you have to fuck me.

But first he kissed me and thanked me profusely due to the sexual fun his father had just let him know. And next I saw him again sliding down my naked body and thought he wanted to give me a new blowjob. Well, that’s not what I wanted, but I was his present, and he should always choose his fun. But now I know that all he wanted was making me rock hard again and once my dick was standing stiff as a flagpole, in a sudden movement which I never expected, he impaled himself on my dick and started to fuck himself.

-My hot Gary, I won’t say no to any sexual fun you want. All I ask you is please to fuck me later.

-You’re the best present I’ve ever had and will always be the person I love most. I won’t fuck you tonight, Peyton. You will have more time to think things twice. And now if you really want to be a good present for your son, you’ll keep on fucking me till you shoot your load in my ass.

So I compromised. Let him be the one who told me what fun he wanted, whenever he wanted it. I hadn’t fucked for years and never before had I fucked somebody up his ass. But my son was a wonderful boy. I was his present but he only wanted my fun. Soon I noticed that Gary’s crack was velvet and I was really enjoying the experience of fucking him, but at the same time, I was frustrated. I wanted him to fuck his father-present but he had started things clearly: he wouldn’t fuck me tonight, but I hoped he fucked me soon and I would do anything that was on my hands to persuade him. I felt it coming, maybe too soon but there came a moment when I could do nothing else but fill Gary’s ass with his father’s jizz.

After that, he told me we should sleep now and told me again he had lived the hottest day of his life. Next day at breakfast he told me again he had always wanted to have a slave, but I was his father and would not try some things with me. But that very day he bought a dog collar with the word Peyton on it and wrapped it round my neck and I felt just then he had made me his property and I would never move away from my master. I was his belonging now and loved it.

I soon saw that he still did not dare fuck his father-present in bed though I had to fuck him every night, so I did a little experiment. Whenever I was alone at home, for I returned from the warehouse an hour before he came to lunch, I grabbed a long tube of pills I had at home and mercilessly plunged it inside my ass. But that tube was only half the width and length of my son’s cock and three days later I went to a sex shop and bought the largest dildo I could find and for some days, I was constantly going to the toilet and without him knowing anything, I eased the dildo up my butt trying to open myself up for him.

And so we lived all those days of Christmas till we reached December 31st. Just a couple of days earlier he told me he had informed Randolph what his Christmas present had been, and being my son-in-law such an open-minded guy, he soon understood the situation and I was even glad he knew. But I had been Gary’s Christmas present and wanted to be fucked this year and so, when he finally got home, I went to the toilet, stripped completely, put the collar around my neck and took the dildo out with me, already in my ass. Next I looked at my son and told him.

-Look, Gary. I have been for a week opening myself up for you. This dildo has the size of your dick. I want you to fuck me, before the end of the year, or else –I blackmailed him-, I will go and visit Randolph and ask him to fuck me. I know you are not jealous, but do you want him to be the first boy who fucks me or can it be you? Please Gary, I entreat you, fuck me now.

-I’ll try. I love seeing you so stubborn and that’s the way I like any slave I could have, deciding things for himself. Ok, Peyton, the moment has come. Lie on your back on our bed: I need to look into my father-present’s eyes.

I went to our room and placed myself in the position he’d just asked me. And encouraging him to finally do it, I saw him coming to my ass still with some hesitation but started to drive his sexy dick inside me. Finally! As I supposed, by dint of experiencing the dildo for a week, it didn’t hurt me at all, well almost no pain. It hurt a little, but I was determined and urged him to continue. I was finally feeling fulfilled, I was his belonging and was being fucked and I felt that was the best moment in Gary’s sexual life. He kissed me once and again and touched me and I sighed and assured him that next year I wanted him to fuck me every day, at least once, but it could be many more times. To hell with the pain if ever I felt it again. Gary’s cock is long and it would hurt me sometimes but even the pain was exquisite. And gorgeous was the final gift of his semen in my ass for the first time. It had been possible and it had been this year, as I wanted.

Always with a lot of sex we spent the first months of the present year and Gary was shy to make me try new slave things, but even so, never calling me slave, I was his slave and the dog collar showed it. So one day he told me to lick his feet and next his ass. One day in July he came home sweating as a pig and I asked him please to let me taste him completely before the shower for his smell was driving me crazy. And now being sweaty, his perfect body was a party to enjoy. I started licking his feet with affection and after a quarter of an hour, I rimmed his ass again, something I had often done before fucking him. After a long rimming I went to his pits and started to jerk myself off with the aroma till I bathed his sexy chest with my jism and then I finished with a new blowjob. After cumming I begged him to please let me give him a complete licking of his whole body whenever he was sweaty.

And having sex with each other, we spent the whole year till it was again Christmas day. I let him get up first and go to the living room in search of some possible presents this year and I spent some time in our room. With no clothes on, I embellished my whole body with Christmas tinsel and then with a ball-pen wrote the words: “perpetual present” on my chest. Then I left my room at last.

When Gary saw me, he asked.

-What do you mean, Peyton?

-I mean that as far as you live here with me, I am your present. I don’t wanna ever stop giving you sexual satisfaction and one day you can even go as far as trying scat, fisting or bondage with me.

-Dad, I accept my Christmas present this year, still better than last year’s. You look so hot covered in tinsel. I know you are stubborn and still remember how you used a dildo with yourself so I could fuck you later. But that’s vanilla sex and that’s something I knew I would try with you sooner or later, the moment you were ready. But I will never try scat, fisting or bondage with you. You are someone totally special, Peyton, and I have no need. You are stubborn but I am stubborn too. If ever you wanna try those things, you should look for a different master, or mistress, but never with your son. I understand your need of being dominated so I tell you that I will be more assertive and give you more orders. So first order: you will only have a shower a week, no more, because you know I love it when you’re sweaty and ok, for I know what you’re gonna say, I’ll be sweaty often too. But I have no intention to leave home so soon. I think I love you, Peyton, but I also love Randolph and I know he can understand. I’ll explain to him what my Christmas present has been this year and see what I can do.

We hugged and spent the whole Christmas day having sex. He talked to Randolph next day. By that time Randolph knew that Gary loved me and he was a very close friend of mine too, so they reached an agreement. Gary and Randolph sleep together now three days a week: Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. I miss my son those days when I sleep alone. But we have Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays for each other. I don’t love him yet but know one day I can fall in love with my son, now I’m sure I love gay sex, being dominated and know that he will never leave me. I’ll never forget these two last Christmas days how happy I saw him.