The masseur's son

PLAYING WITH MY SON’S ARSE

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I should never have entered Tyson’s room. I had forgotten we were doing some electrical repairs in our massage parlour and I did not work today. So I returned soon and headed straight to my son’s bedroom to borrow one of the many books he had there, a really long library. He was a mechanic.

But I was astonished at what I saw. Tyson Farquhar was then lying totally nude on his bed and was spanking himself really hard and his little finger was inside his ass. Of course he had heard me opening his door and looked scared at me.

-Oh shit, dad. I thought I was alone at home. I finished my job, had a shower and then… well, I came to my bedroom and was having some fun and… -he was totally red now.

-Tyson, I’m more open-minded than you can think. I will make coffee. Finish the fun you were having first and now come to the kitchen with me. We can talk, but believe me: I will never reproach you anything. Have fun.

And I left him there and went to the kitchen and made coffee. I reached the conclusion that Tyson was gay. I would know later that wasn’t true but he would never be censored by his father. I’m Raymond Farquhar, 42 at the moment and I work as a masseur. In our parlour we had of course boys and girl clients but we men masseurs worked with boys and our female workmates massaged girls. Of course we didn’t give them any erotic massages; that was not our job. We helped people when they had some muscle contractions for instance.

Coffee was made for my son and me when I finally saw Tyson coming into the kitchen. He had put his clothes on now but was coming to my shy, blushing, and tripping over his tongue, he began.

-I’m so sorry dad.

-Approach me, Tyson. I’m more open-minded than you think and of course I could imagine my son would like masturbating. And it’s only natural that you were pleasing yourself. I only want to talk to you, cause if you have something to tell me, of course your father will respect you. I have to ask you: are you gay, Tyson?

-I’m not, dad. But I guessed you would reach the wrong conclusion after what you have seen me doing.

-I would respect if you were gay. But ok, Tyson, you tell me you are not and I believe you.

-Dad, can I really tell you anything? It’s just that I would like you to understand me.

-Of course you can, Tyson. Talk to me calmly.

-You know once I had a girlfriend. Well, we almost always had standard sex but one day…

-Tell me, Tyson, anything you want. You were saying that you were having sex with Wendy…

-Well, one night we were fucking –he went red but I encouraged him to go on- and suddenly she slapped my ass. I don’t know why but that made so horny that I suddenly came.

-Did you like me spanking you, Tyson? –she asked.

-Certainly, Wendy. I’d like you to do it more often.

And so, whenever we fucked, she started the habit of spanking me and not only that: she also inserted a finger up my ass and it also drove me crazy and I told her.

-You know, Tyson, not often you can find a boy brave enough to tell me he’s having fun with his ass. You’re brave and open-minded; I like you.

She used to spank me and finger-fuck me every day. But well, you know one day she left me and I missed all the sexual fun I had with her. It was one year later that I thought I could give myself that satisfaction and sometimes I take everything off in my bed and spank myself really hard and push a finger up my ass. I’ve even thought one day I would dare push at least two fingers up my ass. And I also thought…

-Tell me, Tyson. I respect you, my son. It is not often that you can hear a heterosexual boy saying that he enjoys his ass too.

-Well, I also thought that if I could ever find a boy who would like only that: spanking me or finger-fucking me, I would allow him. But I’m afraid he would like more things and I am not gay, dad.

All that time of conversation I was getting really hard with my son’s words. But I had a sudden idea that had made me so hot that unaccountably I creamed my pants. And I am afraid Tyson had seen me.

-You’ve creamed your pants, dad?

-Oh, forgive me, Tyson; I am not gay but your words had made me hard. I haven’t had sex for six years, since your mother left me, and suddenly hearing my son’s sexual words had made me hard and I have to confess that I’ve creamed my pants when I thought about something.

-Tell me whatever it is, dad. I’ve been calmly telling you my sexual secrets and now you can be just as calmly telling me yours.

-It’s wrong of a father to feel horny at his own son and I’ve never felt gay so far nor do I feel now. It’s just that… well, you have said you would allow a boy to spank you and finger fuck you and nothing else, believe I want nothing else, but I suddenly thought I could be the one giving you that fun. -And I saw Tyson cumming on his pants then.

-Hell, dad, what a hot and open-minded father you are. If you really want to do it, dad, I’d beg you to do it. What’s wrong, dad? Now both of us have creamed our pants and both of us will inevitably remember this embarrassing moment. So if my father wants to give me a little sexual fun, not having actually any sex between us, it would be perfect, dad.

-Having now the chance to give my own son a little sexual fun has turned me on more than all the previous sex I’ve had. So, do you really have no shock, Tyson? And would you really like daddy to spank you and put one of his fingers up your ass?

-I’d love to know that hot experience again, dad, and not by my own hand. Nothing wrong, dad, I’d like you to do it.

-Well, Tyson. I’ll do it, but I will tell you something more. I’d like you to jack off while I do it.

-Do you suddenly feel attracted to me, dad?

-It’s not that, Tyson. I want you to jack off because I want to know whether it is being funny for you. I would not like you to suffer, only want you to enjoy. And one other thing: I’ve seen you totally nude for the first time today. You could lie on the couch, we can do it there, but naked if you want and if you are experiencing fun, you would be masturbating.

-Dad, I see you’re hard again. So you could also take everything off and jerk yourself off too. Since I’m asking my father to give me some sexual fun now and I will certainly be wacking off, you can also do the same.

-I think that if I see you experiencing some sexual fun with your father, I will certainly jack off, so you are calm too, but I won’t strip. Hope you won’t mind if when I am jacking off, I am experiencing some incestuous fun.

-Dad, I really like you and you are doing nothing wrong, so just be yourself please and if you are having fun, just have fun, that’s all. I will feel better if I am not the only one having pleasure.

-Ok, Tyson. If you feel uncomfortable later, please tell me. But I can do it now and if you want, you can first strip.

As he was taking off his clothes I could see I was increasingly hard seeing him nude. I almost cried and told him: forgive me, Tyson. But he just told me he really liked his father. I’d always been his best friend and if now I suddenly got hard at him, he could be naked more often, and he would never mind my boners. When he finally dropped his shorts, I couldn’t believe I was about to cum again just watching my son’s cock. Formerly in his room I had seen his totally nude but have only glimpsed his cock in profile. I had mostly seen his ass. Now I really started crying.

-Dad, I love you –and he approached me now and kissed my cheek-, I always will, no matter you are now aroused at me. It will be inevitable for you to be hard with your son now, even if we do nothing now and I put everything back on. So if you also feel like wanking over me, whenever you want, just do it, dad. And tell me later if you want. Have fun, dad. And now I’m going to the couch and sincerely entreat you to give me some fun. But first please whip your dick out. I want to see your dick having fun and know that way you are comfortable.

I did take my cock out, totally hard then, and he told me: beautiful dick dad; I’ve seen many in porn movies but yours is hotter. Now never worry whether you have fun.

He lied on the couch then and I said I would start spanking him slightly first and he would tell me. So I timidly slapped my son’s ass but he said it had just been a caress.

-Stronger, dad, please.

I really started spanking him in earnest now and he started wanking just then. I liked seeing him masturbating and he just told me he hoped I was masturbating too. I told him I am and he urged me to spank him much more. I think my hand spanked his ass about twenty times with hard blows and his beautiful ass was getting red. I didn’t want it so red and was about to tell him I would not go on when I saw him shooting a load, the second load today with me. Seeing Tyson cum, I came too.

-Thank you, dad; it’s been so hot and both of us have cum. Could you spank me too some other days?

-You have to recover the white of your ass, Tyson, but if you want me to spank you, I can do it more days for your fun.

-And what about finger-fucking me now, dad? You still haven’t.

-Ok, Tyson, I will.

Just the touch of Tyson’s ass sent shivers down my spine as my little finger entered his hole. I liked that sensation of having my finger inside him and it was better when I heard him moaning and twisting in pleasure and thanking me all the time. He came again soon and now inevitably whenever I saw him cumming, I shot a new load.

-You’ve been an angel, dad, thank you. You should never reproach yourself if you are suddenly having sexual fun at your son, for I am having sexual fun at my father. Could I ask you if you would be willing to make me cum again?

-Since you have no shock knowing now my greatest sexual fun is seeing my son having sexual fun, you can ask me for more.

-What if you finger-fuck me now with two fingers?

-I can do that, but you will tell me. If you can’t stand two fingers up your little ass, I can stop or finger-fuck you with only one finger.

-Please do it, dad. And jack off again for that’s what I’m gonna do.

So I inserted one finger in his ass again. Again I saw him horny and grateful at me and I assured him we could do this whenever he wanted. He asked me whether I would finger-fuck him every day and I told him since you have no shock watching your father suddenly aroused at you, I could do this to you as often as you want. And he told me that I should always jerk myself off as I was doing it. I don’t wanna be selfish –he added-. You must experience sexual fun too. Now please dad, I wanna know what your ass can feel with two fingers inside.

So boldly I inserted my ring finger too and asked him whether it was hurting him.

-Just a little, dad, but it’s a frisson of pleasure at the same time. Could you please go on?

He was beating off now in ferocious strokes, his face a poem of lust and I was exactly doing the same, sure that I would cum again with my son and that after now, right or wrong, giving fun to Tyson was my real need.

-I’m cuuuuming –he finally told me. I blasted my most aroused load now seeing him so beautiful in the climax of his arousal.

-Do you still think there’s anything wrong in this, dad? We both have cum four times so far.

-I have no shock. It’s true I’ve had the best sexual experience of my life. So Tyson, since your father now will inevitably lust for you, but so far seeing my horny, you have fun, we can do this over and over again, whenever you want. But I want to tell you something now. What about having a new coffee as I tell you? And you can go on being naked.

-I’ll have a naked coffee with you now, dad.

Once we were having a coffee, I told him.

-Tyson, I don’t know how to thank you for all you’re allowing me. You sure you’re comfortable now with daddy’s lust for you?

-You’re wonderful, dad. I still can’t believe you want to give me sexual fun. Never be embarrassed with me, dad. Besides my father, you are my friend and oh what a wonderful friend I can have after now.

-I also want to tell you something about my job, something I’ve never told you.

-Tell me dad.

-Well, sometimes the clients ask me for a massage with a happy ending.

-What’s that dad?

-Well… -I was blushing-, they want to cum with the massage, would like me to masturbate them or suck their dicks.

-And have you ever done it?

-I haven’t, Tyson, because that’s not my job. I only heal them when they have muscle pain for instance, but I am not paid to give any erotic massages. I’m not paid to be a bitch. Nothing to reproach erotic masseurs: I think even being a bitch is a decent job, but that’s not my job. So I always want to convince those clients to visit erotic masseurs, but my mission is just to help them with their contractions. But you know something different is you. I have seen you so happy seeing your father so horny at you that if you want I would try an erotic massage with you.

-I’ve been about to cum again, dad. I would allow you to do anything you want with me dad, even fucking me it that’s your wish.   

-Of course I don’t want to fuck you, Tyson; I could just give you an erotic massage right now, trying to take pleasure to every single part of your body.

-What a great father I have. Do anything you want, please.

-And this time it would be a massage with a happy ending. No, better with two happy endings. My aim is to make you lie on one of the stretchers I have and I will start jacking you off till you cum. Then I will give you a complete erotic massage and every part of your sexy body will have fun. And when I have finished the massage, I will masturbate you a second time.

-Dad, please, don’t say you will masturbate me a second time without having ever done it previously. You can do of course anything you want, and if masturbating me, you feel good; you can go on with whatever lust you feel.

-I have blue eucalyptus oil here, which is good when you have cervical pain, for instance, and if one day you need a therapeutic massage, I would also give it to you. But for erotic massages is better to use almond oil. I bought some in the hope I could give an erotic massage to a girl one day. But I will use it for you right now. It’s got a soft vanilla scent that you’d love. So, Tyson, would you allow me to give you an erotic massage with two happy endings?

-Right now if you want, dad. You’re the hottest person I could ever find and my best friend too. You can give it to me but on one condition: you will also take everything off and we will just be two horny guys having fun with each other. So if you agree, take it all off, dad.

-Ok, I will.