My son, the perfect Bottom

Chapter 5

Matthew

If this whole week has taught me one thing, it was that my son was crazy about sex. I had never fucked so much in this short period of time and even when I was absolutely exhausted and convinced that my son had dreched my balls completely, Louis managed to get at least two more orgasms out of me. He was the devil - an irresistibly sexy, manipulative devil - and he had me wrapped around his finger. 

God, I was so in love with him. 

Even when he basically raped me with that toy I coudn’t really be mad at him cause the way he let me use his body afterwards in the small airplane bathroom made me forget about it all. 

It was good to know he could take me being that rough with him, loving it just as much as I did, and I would make sure to have a repeat of that in the future. 

And it was also a huge bonus to see him squirm in the seat next to me, trying to suppress his moans caused by the toy he had shoved up my ass, which was now keeping my cum inside his cute little hole. He was squeezing my arm and lightly biting into the skin to muffle the beautiful sounds trying to escape his delicious mouth. 

I had the remote control in the pocket of my pants and the toy was currently vibrating on its highest setting to entertain me through my panic while we were landing. Louis was looking so cute with his red cheeks and teary eyes while he was biting his lips in a desperate attempt to keep quiet, his legs tightly squeezed together, the bulge in his pants still very obvious.  

Maybe I was the devil too, but I couldn't care less about it. 

I lowered the vibrations when the plane had savely touched the ground, but Louis legs were already weak from the hard fuck I trew him in the bathroom, and all the teasing I had done with the vibrator didn’t really helped with that. So I made sure to get our backpacks from the luggage compartment above us, while he was still squirming in his seat, trying to hide his erection from the people already leaving the plane. 

On our way to the luggage pick up area I made sure to keep his slim waist in a strong grip, so he wouldn't fall down and he was clinging tightly onto me, trying to get his legs to work again. Luckily they were less stubborn by the time we reached the area where most of the passengers were already waiting and I decided it was time to let him have his sweet relief while I waited for our luggage. 

“You’ve been a very good boy and you took your punishment well, so you can jack off in the bathroom really quick if you want”, I whispered in his ear. 

It was the last part of “his punishment” that he would have to take care of it by himself, but I also wanted to give his hole a break. 

“But if you want to make Daddy very happy, you can keep your release in your mouth and give me a kiss when you’re back.”

Louis blushed heavily, but nodded eagerly. 

“Thank you Daddy!”, he exclaimed and hurried to the bathroom, making me chuckle. 

I wasn’t very surprised when he came back only five minutes later and got up on his tippy toes to pull me into a deep kiss. I made sure to take as much from his sweet cum as I could, getting turned on by the fact we were doing this in plain sight of all the people around us. 

When we were finished, I made sure he had no cum on his face and ruffled his hair, looking at him lovingly. 

“I’m proud of you, baby.”

Louis grinned at me and gripped my hand. 

“At least we finally have a solution for your fear of flying”, he answered, making both of us laugh. 

Half an hour later we finally got our luggage and since Ally still hadn't answered my messages, we called an uber to bring us back home. The drive was silent and with every mile we were nearing our house, I grew more nervous. Not because I was getting cold feet, but because I knew Louis was doubting I would actually choose him over his mother and I didnt really know how to convince him otherwise. Especially when we had to be more careful now, which he could see as rejection. 

I wanted to build a life with him, to have a home together, but we would have to go through some tough times first and I was scared shitless of him somehow getting hurt in the process. Louis was my Everything and I desperately wanted to protect him from the chaos I was about to pull him into. 

My son put an end to my thoughts when he shook my arm. 

“Uhhhm Dad.”

I looked at him questioningly, realizing we came to a halt. 

“Why is there a moving truck in front of our house?”

He was pointing through the windshield of our cab, and I was following his gesture, staring at the back of a truck which was already halfway filled with the furniture I knew to be ours. 

“Do you think she knows?”, Louis asked, sounding panicked. 

I freed myself from my rigidity and looked back at my son. 

“I don’t think so. How would she find out?”

He shrugged his shoulders. 

“Why don’t you get our luggage and pay the driver and I go check if someone is robbing us,” I joked, trying to lighten the mood. 

Louis just nodded, took my wallet and asked the driver how much we owed him while I was getting out of the car. Just when I was about to reach our entrance door, it opened and I stood face to face with a man I had never seen before, who was about to carry my wifes beloved plant outside. 

“I’m sorry, but who the hell are you?”, I asked him, not caring the slightest about being rude. 

The man just stared at me, mouth open, a shocked expression on his face. After he few seconds he set the plant down and turned back into my house. 

“Ally, could please come to the door for a minute?”

I didn't even have time to comprehend the fact that the man knew my wifes name, because a few seconds later my first love appeared in the doorway beside him. 

“What do you need, hon-”, she was about to ask, until she realized I was standing there too. 

“Oh, Matthew. Hi.”

I was getting angry, starting to realize what was happening, but when I opened my mouth to scream at my soon-to-be-ex-wife, Louis appeared right next to me, fighting against the weight of our luggage. Just his presence calmed me immediately, remembering me that I too, had found someone who suited me way better. 

“Louis, you can leave the luggage here and I will bring it inside soon. But would you mind going to your room to give your mom and me some privacy?”

He was looking at me with worry in his eyes, but nodded and pushed past his mom and her probably-boyfriend to go up the stairs. 

“I thought you had enough respect for me to declare something like this a little more thoughtful than that”, I spat at Ally the minute we could hear Louis' door close.  

Ally signed, looking at the man next to her. 

“Could you bring the stuff in your truck to the house please? I’ll call you to come pick me up when I’m finished with this.”

He nodded, pressed a kiss on her cheek and hurried to the driver door. 

“Can we sit down?”, my wife addressed me with her next question and I just followed her to the kitchen where we took seats opposite each other. 

“I met Paul at a conference a few years ago”, she began to explain, but I interrupted her. 

“A few years ago?!”, I exclaimed, staring at her in shock. 

“Matthew, I’m sorry that you’re hearing about it like this, but I am about to tell you a lot of stuff you won’t like and it will be over faster if you just let me talk.”

That was Ally through and through. Efficiency above everything else. Above my feelings, above our marriage and above our children.

But I agreed to let her talk, so we could get over with this. I was as done with our relationship as she was and I wanted to get over the hard part as soon as possible so Louis and I could start our life together. We were about to get what we wished for far sooner than we had anticipated and I couldn't help feeling a little bit giddy about it. 

So it surprised me that I felt actually hurt by my wife’s actions. I had planned to sit down with her when the time came, and to have a talk with her about not being happy anymore and wanting a fresh start, but she was about to move out of our home, without giving me any warning in advance. I felt like I deserved more than that. 

“Paul and I saw each other a lot, because he worked with a partner company and we both were the main communicators for the project we were working on together. I want you to know that I didn’t betray you for some fling and that it was never my intention to cheat on you, but I fell in love with him and after a few months I just couldn't withstand the tension anymore. I don't know if that makes things better, but I genuinely love Paul and I’m not giving up our marriage because I can't keep it in my pants, but because - and you know this too - we have grown apart. We don’t make each other happy anymore and I happened to find someone who made me realize that. I should have told you sooner, but I was a coward and everytime I came home with the intention of ending things, I always ended up leaving having done nothing. But at one point Paul was fed up with me finding excuses why I couldn't break up with you and I was about to lose him. And I decided I can’t do this anymore. I can’t do this to you, our sons or Paul anymore, so I decided to show Paul that I’m choosing him for real. But I’m truly sorry to surprise you like that. I really wanted to sit down with you and have a talk, but then things have been happening so fast this week and I-”

“Wait what do you mean with ‘things have been happening so fast’?”, I interrupted her, suddenly scared she somehow discovered my forbidden relationship with our son. 

She signed, suddenly looking scared to tell me more. 

“I found out I’m pregnant and Paul asked me to marry him.”

I just stared at her, completely baffled and speechless. 

“I’m really sorry, Matthew. You have been a great husband and you're an amazing Dad” - if only she knew - “and you definitely don’t deserve this, but sadly I can’t change the way I have handled things in the past now. I just hope that someday you will be able to forgive me, so we can still be good parents to our children.”

I think it was time for me to give my speech, but I wasn’t as prepared as she was, so it took me some time to find the right words. 

“You’re right”, I said, surprising her completely. 

“We haven’t been really happy in a long time and I ended up cheating on you too, so I can’t really be mad about that part. But I have been cheating on your for a few months, you have betrayed me for years, practically living a second life with Paul” - I had a hard time hiding the annoyance in my voice - “and then you just move out of our house, of our life, without telling me about it. We both know that is a shitty move, and even though you can’t do anything about your decisions in the past, I hope you make sure that your decisions now are better ones, to show me and our sons you still have some respect for us left.”

She had tears in her eyes now and I was a little happy about the fact that it still hurt her to see me hurt. 

“You know I don’t make enough money to support our boys through college so I hope you will be doing that, or you will have to tell them why they won’t be able to get their dream jobs anymore. And I probably will be selling this house, it will be too big now anyway after Allan, Mike and you have left and I want to keep the money so I can afford a new house and maybe support Louis through college if he wants to go.”

Ally nodded, tears running down her cheeks now. 

“I won’t leave you behind. I will make sure all our children will be able to comfortably afford their life at college and I already signed the house on your name, so you can do with it or the money whatever you want. I know I’m not in the position to say this, but I don’t want to fight and I don’t want to make things difficult. I just want to be happy again and I really hope you can be happy too.”

I knew that she meant it. And I really didn't want to fight either. So I got up from my chair and pulled her in my arms. 

“I’m really sad it had to end like this, but I think it’s gonna be for the better. Maybe we can meet up sometime soon, to figure out all the details and finalize our divorce. And maybe, sometime in the future you can introduce me to that boyfriend of yours so I can make sure he treats you right.”

That made Ally smile wide at me and I was really happy about the fact that we would be able to still be respectful with each other after everything that has been going down. 

After she had stepped back from our hug, Ally began to fidget nervously. 

“I will call Paul now to come pick me up. I’ll wait outside, so you can sit down in peace after the flight and everything.”

I was glad, she wasn’t making me see him again, but I brought mine and Louis’ luggage inside and waited by the kitchen window until she was gone. Then I climbed up the stairs to knock on my son’s door. 

He opened me with red rimmed, teary eyes and I pulled him immediately into my arms, soothingly rubbing his back. 

“I - I am so sorry, Dad”, he sobbed, hiding his face against my chest. “I ruined your marriage.”

I put my hands under his butt to lift him in my arms and went across his room to sit down on his bed. 

“You didn't ruin anything, Baby Boy”, I soothed him, holding him tightly. 

“You mom and I haven’t been happy for a long time, which she apparently realized a little earlier than I did.”

He was still sobbing and it was breaking my heart a little. 

“The guy you saw is her boyfriend and she has been with him for years. So even if you and I wouldn't have become boyfriends, she would have ended our marriage. We weren’t happy, and we both deserve to be happy, and now we both are. I think it is for the best and we didn't fight, so she will still be a part of your lifes. And you know what?”, I asked, making him pull away from me so he could see my smile. 

“You have me all to yourself now. All the time. This house is mine now and I will fuck you on every surface possible. And then we will sell it and buy a new house that is just for us.”

This made him smile too, which made me sigh in relief. 

“So we can sleep in one bed from now on every night?”, he asked, suddenly eager while still wiping his tears with the handkerchief I gave him. 

“Yes.”

I was prepared for some cheering, so when he suddenly frowned I grew alarmed. 

“Can we maybe buy a new bed? I dont know if I’m comfortable fucking in the same bed you and mom did it.”

The thought made him obviously cringe, so I was quick to answer. 

“If you want to, we can go buy a new bed right now”, I said, pinching his butt playfully. 

“That sounds good, but I’m actually in the mood to start with that plan of yours”, he answered, biting his lip. His hands were slipping under my shirt where his fingers ran through my chest hair until they found my nipples.

“We could start in the kitchen and then work our way through the rooms until we are upstairs”, he whispered seductively, making my cock harden with interest. 

“But first”, he began grinding his ass on the bulge in my pants, making me groan with pleasure, “I would love for you to sit on my face so I can eat your ass.”

I pulled back, looking at him surprised. 

“What? Just because I love getting fucked doesnt mean that im not interested in fucking.”

“You are?”

“Well, you know I love spreading my legs for you, but my dick is technically still a virgin and it would be nice if you could be my first with that too.”

I was a little taken aback, cause I had never really thought about it. He was always so admandant to get stuffed with my cock, that the other option didn't really come to my mind. But getting fucked by my son was almost a little more scandalous than fucking him and I quite liked the idea. 

He seemed surprised I didn't dodged his idea immediately.

“Would you actually let me fuck you?”

I nodded. 

“Yes. I would never allow for someone else to take your dicks virginity and I like getting fucked. Fucking your tight hole will always be my favorite thing to do, but I want to make you happy. I also think it’s kinda hot.”

Louis squealed and pulled me into a quick kiss. 

“Oh my god, thank you Daddy! I will probably cum after two seconds, but you can just use my ass to get off. Or I’ll suck you, or maybe I can do both. Ughhh, it’s gonna be so hot, knowing you are fucking me with my sperm inside your huge muscle ass.” 

“My huge muscle ass?”, I asked, amused by his eagerness. 

“Oh Dad, your ass is gigantic. I can’t wait to push my face in there and get completely smothered by it. That’s why you need to clean, Daddy. I'm not eating a dirty hole.”

He had gotten up and to his nightstand to pull out an enema bulb. 

“Do you know how it works?”, he asked me and I nodded, not particularly happy about that part. As horny teenagers Harry and I never really had cared about that, so I never really had used it, but I knew the theory about it, enough to be confident to do it on my own. 

It took me longer than Louis to get ready, but by the time I came back into my son's room, he was lying on his bed, naked and taking pictures of his ass with my phone. 

“So you can advertise your boyfriend properly before we visit Uncle Harry”, he explained with a grin. 

I wasn’t really confident carrying around nudes of my own son on my phone, but I already had sent quite a few pictures to my best friend, just because I really wanted to show off my new sex life and also how fucking sexy my son was. 

“Did you clean your cute little butthole for me, Daddy?”, Louis asked when I came to a halt in front of the bed. 

I nodded, not quite liking his smug grin.  

“When was the last time Uncle Harry fucked you?”

“Before I married your mom, so about 20 years ago I guess.”

“So your ass is basically cherry too”, he declared, pulling me on the bed, positioning my ass above his face. 

“Yes, maybe. You definitely would have to prepare me. You’re not as big as I am, but you’re still gonna stretch me quite a bit.”

“I’m gonna eat your ass until it opens up nicely for me, Dad”, Louis promised and spread my asscheeks. I was getting nervous, nobody has ever eaten my ass before and I also was a little bit afraid to suffocate my son. 

Soon I could feel his breath around the sensitive skin of my entrance and my cock hardened in anticipation. 

“Fuck Dad, you smell like a man”, Louis moaned and I had to chuckle a bit. 

And then I could feel him lick around my hole, hesitant at first but he grew more and more confident. 

“This is so good!”, he grunted, tightening his grip on my thights to push his face even deeper into my asscrack. 

A few minutes later he was lapping the wrinkled skin passionately, french kissing my ass with gusto, sending shivers through my body. 

I was already moaning, my cock dripping down on his chest, trying not to grind on my son’s face, which became a lost case when he pushed his tongue inside my hole. 

“Baby, that feels really good!”, I exclaimed, not being able to control my hips anymore. 

Louis just moaned into my asscrack, letting me feel the vibrations of his voice, his cock just as hard as mine now. When a finger joined his tongue in my tight hole, I let out a very embarrassing, surprised noise, which was followed by even more moans when a second and a third finger joined. 

When I was sure I was about to come soon, Louis pushed me away from his face and I had to grip the base of my cock so I wouldn't paint my son’s chest immediately at the sight of him. His pink lips were swollen and glistening with saliva and his eyes were filled with pure, wild lust. 

“Lay on you back Daddy, I wanna see your face when I fuck you”, he gasped, pressing his lips against mine while pushing me onto the mattress. 

His tongue was roaming my mouth, letting me taste myself, while his fingers played with my nipples, driving me slowly insane. Louis positioned himself between my legs, taking one of my sensitive nubs in his mouth, while stroking my cock painfully slow with the other. 

After he had taken care of my other nipple, he began kissing his way down my chest to my cock, which he greeted with a few kisses on the tip and then slwoly lickes his way towards my asshole, taking each of my balls in his mouth during the process. 

Then he leant back, spread my legs and just stared at my clenching hole. 

“Fuck Dad, you look really slutty right now. I can’t wait to be inside you!”

I smiled and spread my legs even wider. 

“Then do it”

Louis took that as his cue to grab the lube and put some on his length and my hole, carefully pushing some of the gel inside. When everything seemed ready, he dropped the lube on the ground and placed his dick at the wrinkled opening. 

“Are you ready, Dad?”, he asked, clearly not able to hold back any longer. 

I had barely nodded, when my son was pushing inside me, making me curse loudly. 

“I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold back anymore”, my son gasped, still pushing his cock in my hole. “You’re so tight Dad!”

His balls hadn’t even reached the skin of my ass, when his eyes widened suddenly and then his hips were pushing forward, pressing his lenght completely inside me and he was moaning, clenching his eyes shut. 

“Louis? Did you just came?”

He opened his eyes, his cheeks blushed slightly, looking shamefully down. 

“I just couldn't hold it back. Your hole is so tight and warm and it just feels really really good.”

I pulled him down in a kiss, making him gasp in my mouth, tangling my hand in his hair. 

“Are you still hard?”, I asked, clenching my ass to feel for myself. 

“Shit Dad, ughhh, yes I am”, my son moaned, already starting to move his hips a little bit. 

“Oh yes, fuck me son, fill you Daddy’s hole with a second load.”

Louis pushed himself up on his hands, smirking down at me with lust in his eyes and began to fuck me. I soon realized that he wasn’t very good at it, just chasing after what felt good for himself, but I didn’t mind it one bit, getting turned on by letting my son use my hole for his own satisfaction. 

His dick invading my kinda virgin hole still was a nice friction and together we filled his room with our moans, his thrust getting more frantic with every second. 

“Oh Daddy, I’m about to dumb a second load down your ass. Spread your legs for me, Dad, take your son’s load”, Louis moaned, gripping onto me tightly, spilling his seed with one last push deep inside me. 

With a sigh he crashed down on my chest, closing his eyes with a satisfied smile. 

“As soon as I am able to get up again, Im taking a picture of your used hole to send it to Uncle Harry”, he gasped, making me laugh. 

“But be quick about it, Daddy still has to get off.”

Louis slowly pulled his cock out of my hole, he was still semi hard and I would make sure to fuck at least a third orgasm out of him. He quickly took a picture of my entrance, making me push out his cum, to get the best shot. Then he leant over my body to put my mobile phone back on his nightstand and I suddenly got distracted by his pink nipple just in front of my mouth. He moaned when I licked over the nub and completely stopped his movements when I began to nibble on the delicious pink thing. 

After I had showered both of his nipples with enough attention I got up from beneath him and ordered him to get on all fours. The handle of the vibrator was still sticking out of his hole, which looked puffy and red, causing me to look at it concerned. 

“Are you sure you can take my dick another time, Baby? I have been pretty rough with you on the plane.”

Louis turned his head to look at me. 

“You know I’m always good enough to take your cock. You will just have to carry me around tomorrow and we still have the soothing cream you bought in Hawaii for me.”

His cute pout, the big, begging eyes and a wink from his stuffed hole, still filled with my cum were enough to convince me. 

“Okay, then be a good boy and push the toy out for Daddy”, I said, holding my hand beneath his ass so I could catch the vibrator. Soon Louis was moaning and the handle slowly but surely moved forward, until the toy left his ass with a slurping noise, immediately followed by a trickle of my cum, which I would be using as lube soon. 

“That was perfect Baby Boy”, I praised, dropping the toy to the ground, getting in position behind his ass. 

“You’re already opened up nicely and I know you love it to be used like a slut, so I won’t be gentle. Just tell me if it hurts too bad, okay?”

My son nodded, eagerly pressing his hole against the tip of my dick. 

“You know you can use me like you want, Dad-”, he started to say, but got interrupted by a huge gasp, caused by my dick pushing inside his used hole for the fourth time today. 

“Daddy’s home now”, I grunted, grabbing his hips and starting a deep, hard fuck rythm, not giving him any time to get used to my monster stretching his insides. 

“You have been a greedy little whore today, Baby Boy. So I’m gonna use you like one.”

“Fuck, yes please Daddy, use your hole, show me I’m your bitch”, my son anwered, still pushing back on my already hard trusts. 

I could feel his sperm running down my legs, causing me to remember how he had used my ass just a few minutes ago and I was set on getting back my dominance over him. 

“Oh yeah, this is what you need, you little slut. Getting your slutty pussy stretched by your Daddy, milking my cock until it's filled to the brim with the sperm that made you. You can’t even go two hours without getting your hole stuffed, beggin for it like the little whore you are.”

Louis’ hole clenched nicely around my cock that was drilling his insides, letting me know he was just as into the dirty talk as I was. 

My left hand left his waist to grip his beautiful golden curls, so I could pull his head back, making him ache his back, so I could push my dick even deeper inside him. 

“Who’s whore are you, Baby Boy? Who owns that tight hole of yours?”, I growled into his ear, ignoring the sweat running down my back. 

“I'm your whore, Daddy. You’re fucking your hole”, he squealed, his eyes clouded with lust. 

“Ugh Fuck yeah, you’re mine, Baby. And now I’m gonna knock you up nicely, gonna fill that tummy of yours with sperm until it’s round.”

“Yes Daddy, give me your seed. I want to feel it fill me!”

I pushed his head down into the mattress, grabbed his waist and hammered my cock inside him. 

“HERE IT COMES BABY, TAKE MY DADDY JUICE!”, I roared, slamming deep inside him, letting my cock paint his insides white. 

Panting, I pulled out of his hole, my juices immediately dripping down his taint and balls, painting a beautiful picture just beneath me. I was about to reach for my phone, so I could capture the sight for my best friend, only to find said person staring at me. 

“That was a nice show”, he grinned, wiping his hand on a tissue. “I came two times.”

“What - How?”

With a grunt, Louis turned his head towards me. 

“I called him while you were sucking my nipples. I figured we were sending him so much pictures, we could just show him the real deal.”

Shocked, I stared back and forth between my son and my best friend, until Louis groaned again. 

“Would you mind taking that picture now Dad, so I can finally lay down for a bit?”, he asked, making me aware how tired he looked. I might have took things to far with our last fuck, but his satisfied smile was enough to reassure me at least a little bit. 

“Show me”, my best friend quipped, “I’ll make a screenshot. I really wanna see that used little hole.”

With a sigh, I held my phone in front of my son’s asshole so Harry could take a picture and ended our phone call soon after I had promised him we would come visit him during the next week. 

Then I carried my son to the bathroom, where I ran him a warm, relaxing bath. I knew better now than to get into the bathtub with him, so I took a shower in the bathroom downstairs and ordered pizza, which we ate half an hour later in front of the TV. 

“Today was crazy”, Louis said with a full mouth, causing me to send him a disapproving look. I was still his father, after all. 

“It was”, I agreed, wiping my hand on a napkin, “But we’ve got what we wanted. This is our house now. We have a space where we can be together, without being careful who sees us.”

Louis nodded and intertwined his fingers with mine, smiling at me lovingly. 

“Yes, and it has lots of surfaces to fuck on.”