Carpet Fucking
There I could see him; Basil was on the carpet moving his ass. It was so enticing; I would spend hours just looking at my hot son’s ass. But what could I do? Was he luring me into fucking him? He’d told me he was not gay and I believed him, so surely he'd never been fucked before. But the way he moved his ass, with his eyes apparently attentive to the book he was reading, seemed to be telling me: fuck me, dad.
So all I could do was taking my dick out one more time and whack off looking at him. Yesterday we had sex but not talking about it, so probably he would not like me to tell him such a simple thing as that I was jacking off looking at his ass. But I hoped my dick was say, sounding, so that he was sure I was honouring his hot ass.
He wagged and wagged it and really seemed to desire my dick and as he read he was also moaning sexually, so finally I stood up and approached him, still with my dick out, and started groping his bum. Now he really moaned, clearly telling me this is what he wanted. I spent two more minutes touching that perfect ass till finally I shrugged my shoulders and with a deep sigh, I eased my cock softly in. His response was moving his ass just enough so that my dick could enter him completely. So there I was now, I was fucking my son! But I couldn’t be selfish, I had to somehow make love to Basil. Instantly I moved my lips to his and merged with that sweet boy in a really long passionate kiss, for he responded with as much lust and as I also saw, with a lot of gratitude.
Fucking Basil like this was taking his soul to paradise, as my soul was living now in my loving dick. How hot it was! The rhythm went on in crescendo and neither of us talked but both of us moaned and yelled and sweated in ecstasy. Five minutes later, I blasted a first long load in my son’s bowels. Still the kiss continued for long before me finally withdrawing my dick from his ass.
I was not sure that I would also give him my ass. I knew I should, but maybe not today. But since Basil had not cum when I had fucked him, I decided I should reward him differently, so I simply turned him and since I had already done it and loved it, I took his sexy cock in my mouth and started a new blowjob.
A dick skin is so sensitive that even if I was sure that Basil would have liked to fuck me, I was also sure that the greatest fun I could give him was taking fire to his cock muscles, sensuously licking every inch of his cock like bees sipping nectar. I was for twenty minutes like this, unhurriedly moving my tongue, whose only mission was sensuously working his sexual fun. But Basil could do no other thing that moistening my mouth again of that whitish substance I craved after so much now.
That day he spent totally nude and suddenly I saw him jacking me off again, so I also grasped his dick and we were masturbating each other for minutes. And after dinner he simply gifted me a new blowjob, just as we had been all day, saying nothing.
Maybe I should have asked him to also sleep with me. I was sure by then that he would also like it. But well, something else I’d have to contrive, apart from also giving him my ass, something I was sure one day I would finally do.
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