The taste of your tears

The Indoor Pool

-Come down, Oliver, I wanna talk to you.

I wanted to have now a man to man conversation with my only son, Oliver Converse, and this way calm down any fear he might have. At 24, he’s apprenticed to a toy maker, a woman of about 50.

I am Gerald Converse and I am 47 and run a bank. I’m well off and our house is big and has many things and it has a large indoor pool, for instance, a pool where I had just been swimming, totally nude for fuck! One of my dreams had always been to live like a nudist, but I couldn’t do that at home, since I lived with Oliver. The only thing I could do was swimming naked in the indoor pool when he’d already gone to his bedroom in order to sleep. But it was five months ago that I realized he didn’t go to his bedroom to sleep. Even today his bedroom curtains were drawn closed. His bedroom was on our first floor and it faced the indoor pool.

Finally there he was. My son Oliver had reached the indoor pool and of course found me there totally nude waiting for him.

-Dad –he told me then-, of course I’ll never reproach you for being naked, you can do whatever you want, but you’d better get dressed –his boner then was really obvious.

-You’re afraid of having that boner because of my nudity, Oliver?

-Shit, dad –and he broke down then, a lot of tears running down his beautiful black eyes, staining all his dear face-. I cannot help it, that’s why you should put everything back on.

-You could have told me you’re gay, Oliver. Of course you have my respect. So let me first ask you: you’re gay, isn’t it?

-I am, dad –he told me, more tears flooding his face.

-Hug me, my son –and we embraced and of course feeling my naked body next to his, he went even harder.

-Months ago, I should have talked to you, Oliver, for I have been able to watch you masturbating looking at me every night, even though the curtains are drawn closed.

-Fuck, dad, you’ll hate me now.

Now his face was a new indoor pool, so many tears were running down his dear face. I didn’t think twice and did something I’d always been curious about since I first heard that song. I simply poked my tongue out and started wiping his tears with it and I liked the taste. At the same time, I started singing.

-The taste of your tears

Tears me apart

The bittersweet salt cracks my heart.

-What’s that song, dad?

-It’s King. My father always listened to their songs, also Love and Pride or Alone without you. But my favourite one was The taste of your tears. Now I know what tears taste like –and I smiled-. Never fear having boners or masturbating looking at me, Oliver, I really like you.

-You know? The first day I saw you jacking off in your upper window looking at me, I thought: well, what the fuck can I do now? All I knew is that what I would never do is reproaching you anything, so I simply allowed you. You’re the only one I love and if it was funny for you to do it, I’d never tell you angry words for that, but you know? Allowing you to do it every night and not telling you anything would look like I am a cock teaser but well, I’ve always desired to be a nudist. Nothing to do with sex, it’s just the feeling of living naturally. Clothes are not always necessary and I wanna live without them.

-But seeing you whacking off looking at me made me sigh and think: well, this way both of us have fun. I live naked some hours a day and you have the fun of masturbating looking at me. Even knowing that, one night I had the desire to wank. I knew you were watching and believe me: my desire was not turning you on more. I simply started playing with my dick and now I do it every night and I think you love watching me, isn’t it, Oliver?

-Dad, I should apologize, I won’t do it anymore. I am sorry.

-Nothing wrong with your desires, Oliver, since I do not reproach you anything. What if instead of repenting of what you like, you allow me to be a nudist more often?

-Dad, of course if you wanna live naked, you can do it, but you know about my lust for you, I’ll have boners all day.

-What I wanna say, Oliver, is why don’t we both live as nudists? I could spend the whole day naked at home and you could do the same. Your boners are natural and I won’t ever get angry at them. And you could even jerk yourself off as often as you want, looking at me. Anyhow, I’m gonna keep my habit of swimming naked every evening in our indoor pool, so since I’m gonna do it, why don’t we do it naturally together? I mean, you could strip now and we could have a naked swim later.

-Dad, you wanna be a nudist and I can compromise, take everything off and swim naked next to you now. But please don’t go further yet. You don’t know what you might feel.

-So come on, Oliver, strip and never again be shy to show your naked body to your father.

Oliver then timidly and blushing started to take everything off before me. I wanted him calm so I told him.

-You have a perfect body, Oliver Converse. You should be proud of that hot body. I’m sure boys will love having sex with you –and since I still saw him shy, I added-. Come on, my son, drop your briefs. If you’re frightened that I can see your boner, don’t worry. I can see how hard you are now. And thus I want to always see you, erect and proud of your sexual desires, for you’re not hurting me.

He finally dropped his pants and he was really sexy with that flagpole that he was allowing me to see.

-Now let us jump into the pool.

The water temperature was perfect and for the first time I got horny looking at what I could glimpse of Oliver’s naked body. There was a full moon that night and some stars, though of course there in the indoor pool, we could not watch them. We were doing some lengths together and suddenly I stopped Oliver and kissed affectionately my son’s mouth.

-Hush, I do desire to kiss your beautiful lips now. Let’s prolong this first kiss.

At the mention of the word “first”, intuiting now I wanted to often kiss him, and thinking he was hurting me, he started crying again and again I wiped his tears with my tongue and started singing that old son again, at the time I started touching his perfect chest, and my other hand moved to his ass. It was an invitation for him to do the same with me, and oblivious for a moment that I was his father, pretending I was just a hot boy he’d just met, he also started touching everything of me and the kiss went on and on.

-I had to pretend you were a different man, dad. But oh, you wonderful dude, you’ll sooner or later repent of all this.

-On the contrary, Oliver. Everything we’re doing tonight, we can repeat. I want to be especially sweet with you. Now let’s swim for longer.

And we resumed swimming and were comfortably doing it naked together for a quarter of an hour more. So new it had been for him to notice his father’s kisses and his groping, that this second surprise made it easier for him to accept the first: the fact that we were both naked swimming together. So I conceived a new idea, for I knew that new things could scare him, but this way he would more naturally accept things we’d done previously. So I told him we could get out of the pool and wait outside for a while for our bodies to dry.

And lying naked together we were for five minutes. He seemed to have lost his shyness for seeing me naked and for being naked too next to his father, and so hard. So I kissed him again and started again to run my hands down his perfect body. I knew he would never again protest to this tender intimacy if I went one step further and that’s why I suddenly grasped Oliver’s dick and started masturbating my son.

-The best way to erase that boner you have now and it’s making you embarrassed is jacking you off, and what’s more, you could do the same with your father and we could start a new wonderful habit of caring for each other’s dicks.

So he grasped my hard cock and told me.

-There’s no need to be masturbated by you, dad, believe me. But since I can see you stubborn and really horny at me, I won’t make you stop but will do the same to your dick.

Both our dicks being pumped by the other’s hand, I wanted to speak to him.

-Can’t you see how tender and sweet this is, Oliver? After now, we can both live naked and have this intimacy over and over again.

-Oh, what a stud you are, dad. I still can’t believe we’re actually jacking each other off. But ok, we can do this now and later I’ll have to think whether it would be right to repeat. All I can tell you is that you have the dream of living naked and I won’t ever say no to that desire you have, but I don’t think being naked next to you, and with my huge boners, would be correct. Now dad, see what you’ve done to me. I’m cuuuumming!

And he was shy cause he’d just stained my hand with his semen but since I still hadn’t cum, he continued jacking me off. Not sure this was correct, at least he was sure he should also work to make me cum and I was moved seeing his happy face that he could be playing at last with his father’s dick.

-You’ve seen me cumming many evenings from your upper window, but now see me cumming for the first time because your hand has helped me.

And then I shot gallons of cum before Oliver and still cumming, I first located his lips again and merged with him in a really erotic kiss.

-I cannot love you more, Oliver Converse. Hope you want now to repeat with me.

-I’m getting dressed and heading to my room, dad –and that’s what he did-. I have a lot to think now. But thanks, dad, you’re the hottest man on Earth. Good night.

He wanted to kiss my cheek but my mouth went to his mouth again, that was my fatherly blessing. Then at last I saw him going to his room. I was proud of what we’d just done and wanted him calmer for with all of this, he would also grant me the dream of being a nudist at home.