My Son

The Morning After

I fell asleep, with my son on top of me, and my husband next to me.  I suppose I assumed my son would fall asleep right on top of me, and was curious as to how long he would stay hard, although I ended up being too exhausted to find out the answer to that one, as I slept harder and deeper than I ever remembered up to that point.

So I was a bit curious when I woke up, way later than usual, to find my son was nowhere in sight.  I looked at the time, jumped up to make sure he was getting ready for school, and headed to his room to find him still asleep in his bed, even all covered up.

He seemed to be sleeping so peacefully that I really didn't want to wake him, although it also looked like he might have been crying somehow, with tear streaks still wet on his cheeks.  My heart went out to him somehow, although somehow my damned dick started going hard (having forgotten to throw any clothes on).  I knew I should help him not be late for school though, so I leaned down and softly kissed him, initially on the cheek, but continuing on to his semi-open lips, as I tried to peacefully wake him up.

He opened his beautiful blue eyes slowly.  He still seemed to be crying somehow, so I instinctively hugged him.  "I've been worried most of the night that you'd be upset with me, dad."

I hugged him more closely.  My dick couldn't stop itself.  "Why would I be upset with you, son?"

"You're not?  I felt so guilty, despite how long I've been planning what happened last night.  I was terrified you'd never want to talk to me again."

Damn.  I climbed into bed with him and held him close.  Now my eyes were filling with tears.  I almost came just holding him close to me.  "I love you so much, son."

He held me even closer as we started kissing.  My tongue probed all over inside his mouth, as he submitted to me in ways I was pretty sure he never had before, as I was being maybe more of a top than I ever remembered being, ever.  I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop from cumming, so I worked my dickhead just a bit inside his hole as we hugged.  The second it was inside the cum started flowing.

The tears flowed as I shot in him as he trembled under me.  "Please don't ever be upset with me, dad.  All I've ever wanted is to be close to you.  I couldn't sleep for the longest time worrying that I might have pushed things too far last night, no matter how exciting it seemed at the time.  I am so tired."

My heart was pounding.  My dick was still hard, and still oozing out cum.  "If you'd like to, I could call you out so you can get some rest today, son.  You know you almost never do that."

He hugged me tighter, and worked my still throbbing dick all the way into his almost entirely hairless hole.  I had been too worried to even think about throwing all my precautions to the wind.  I just wanted him to be okay, and I needed him to know how much I loved him.

His dick was now also throbbing, as I worked my way down his body, slowly kissing his nipples as I worked down to his beautiful dick.  He rubbed my head gently as I licked his dick slit, and massaged my neck as he came in my mouth.  "Will you please share it with me, dad?"

I worked my way around so he could suck me while I sucked him.  It all seemed to be so natural for him.  I couldn't help but think how nice it would have been had my father been as accepting as I really couldn't help but be.  He licked me dry.  I swallowed as much as I could, then turned around to kiss him some more, as we shared his cum.  My dick went hard yet again, as he worked it back into his cum-leaking hole.

"I know you've been so patient, and been trying so hard, son.  Don't ever feel bad about last night.  The only thing I've worried about is whether Michael will forgive me, seeing how much I loved everything you did.  I'm so sorry I held back for so long."  I almost started to wonder about how this would ever work, but decided to just hold on to the precious moment in front of me.

We kissed some more.  I called him out of school.  Michael stopped up to say goodbye as he headed off to work, kissing me gently and smiling.  

Me and my son fell asleep in each other's arms.