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Subject: Video Chat with Dad Video Chat with Dad by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between an unrelated man and a preteen boy. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn’t continue reading. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under XavierL at http://www.//eprolific.htmlxavierl or str/files/Authors/XavierL/ . If you have ideas or fantasies you’d like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me. Don’t send me too many details, though. Please email me with if you’d like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at ail. Make sure to tell me which list(s) you would like to be included on (gay and/or str8/bi). Follow me on Twitter: @XavierStories2 Dad has been deployed for awhile now, and I really miss him. I’m so excited it’s almost time for him to come home. I really enjoy our video chats. I’m staying with my aunt and uncle, and whenever it’s time for our chat they’re great about not bothering me while I’m in my room. One of our recent chats took an unexpected turn for both of us. We were talking about various things. He always asks about school, grades, sports I’m doing, and stuff like that. Then we were talking about how he’ll be home soon, and I mentioned that I can’t wait to have him all to myself. “We’ll definitely be spending a lot of time together, Devin, but I am going to need some alone time.” “Oh?” I felt a bit let down. “Why?” He seemed to be thinking through his answer, and he kind of blushed. “Well, sport, I’m going to be honest.” “That’s what we do,” I replied. “I haven’t had sex in a really long time, and I’m going to need lots of it.” “You don’t even have a girlfriend.” “There are . . . ways of getting my needs met.” Without even thinking, I just blurted out: “Yeah, you have me.” He turned his head like dogs do when they’re trying to figure something out. “Excuse me?” “‘You have me,’ I said.” There was an almost painful spot of silence. “I’m not totally sure I’m understanding you correctly.” I rolled my eyes. “We can have sex.” “Devin, (1) I’m not gay, (2) you’re my son, and (3) you’re 12.” “So? You always said sex is for people who love each other. We love each other. And since we live together, you’d be able to have it whenever you want.” Another one of those things my aunt calls a “pregnant pause.” “I don’t think you really get what you’re offering.” “Dad, I’m 12 not 5. And I have the Internet. I know about sucking dick and how guys do it in the butt.” He coughed on what he was drinking. “Seeing it on a video and being the one taking it up the ass are different things, Dev.” I remembered I had brought a banana up to my room for a snack. “Look, Dad,” I said. I turned my head so he could see, and I started sucking on the banana like it was a dick. When I looked back the screen, he seemed quite serious. “I can see you’re rubbing your crotch, Dad. Show it to me.” I didn’t know where this bravery was coming from. “I’m not showing you my dick, son.” “If I know how big it is, I can start preparing my butt for when you come home.” “Where is this all coming from?” he asked. I shrugged. “I just want to have you all to myself for a while. I’ve been trying different things, and I like them. I’m starting to be more horny, and you’re big time horny, so why not make each other happy?” He was quiet for a bit, and I could see he was rubbing himself more. “Trying things?” “Yeah. Just curious so I’ve used a candle and my fingers in my butt to see if I would like it.” “And?” “I’d rather have your dick,” I said bluntly. I was pretty sure he was stroking himself, but I couldn’t see below the table. Just then the chime went off informing us our time was almost up. “Can I see it?” “Maybe next time, Dev. Love you.” I replied with the right before the video went off. At our next chat, I didn’t want to lose too much time so I brought it up. “Remember our last chat?” I asked. “You’re pretty serious about this.” I picked up another banana and started working it like in the videos. “You’re not wearing a shirt,” he said suddenly. “I’m not wearing anything.” şişli travesti I moved my chair out of the way and stood where he could see my whole body. I turned so he could look at my ass. “You got your candle handy?” he asked. “Let me see your dick first.” He hesitated, but I could see him rubbing his crotch. Finally he stood up. He made sure the door was locked behind him, and I watched as he undid his camouflage fatigues. He dropped his pants and boxers and turned sideways so I could see hard-on. “I’m going to need something bigger,” I said. “And thicker. Maybe a cucumber.” I got the candle and lubed it up. I moved my tablet over to the bed. I got on my hands and knees and slowly slid the candle in deep. He started jacking off as he watched me slowly fuck myself with the candle. He was really going at it, and soon I saw his jizz spraying. “Fuck!” he breathed. “So, do we have a plan for when you’re home?” It took him a bit to answer. “We’ll talk more,” he said. I found a cucumber which looked about the right size and started working with it. This was much more difficult than the candle. By the time we had our next chat, I could get in about half. When our chat began, I told him about the cuke. “Think you’ll be able to take more of it?” “Oh yes. Want to see?” By the time I got things onto the bed, he was naked in his video. He had a pillow with something underneath, and I watched him insert his dick into it as I began pushing the vegetable into mine. I went and got on my back with my legs in the air so he could see me as if he was the one on top of me. I moaned as I pushed more of the cuke in than I had before. “Oh, Daddy!” I sighed like the guys in the videos. He started pounding the pillow thing harder. “Take my cock, Devin!” I heard him say. “Give it to me, Daddy! I want it!” I was moving the cucumber back and forth quickly like he was moving. He didn’t last long. On a future chat, we talked back and forth like we were having sex. “This is so fucking wrong, but I’m so goddamned horny!” A couple of weeks later, we were picking him up from the base. I ran into his arms and gave him a big hug and kiss. I wanted to slip him my tongue, but I knew that wouldn’t be okay in public. We went out to dinner with my aunt and uncle before finally coming home. “Welcome home, Dad!” I said as we entered our house. I took him by a hand and started walking toward his bedroom. Once we got in there, he set his duffel bag down. “It’s good to be home!” “I’ve missed you badly!” I went up to him and began unbuttoning his shirt. “Ain’t gonna waste any time, huh?” “Do you want to wait?” I asked as I pushed his shirt off his shoulders. He took one of my hands and moved it to his crotch. His dick twitched as I touched it. He took hold of my T-shirt and pulled it off. I took off his undershirt and rubbed his hairy chest as his fingers stroked my cheek. I immediately began working on his belt, and soon I had his pants down. I rubbed the side of my face against the large tent in his boxers before pulling those down slowly. I looked up at him, and his brown eyes burned into mine. I looked at his big, thick dick and the bush of dark brown hairs around his meat. His balls were big and hanging down, too. “So, Devin. What are you going to do with that big dick?” I smiled at him, opened my mouth, and took him into it. His salty skin was such a turn-on. This was way better than a dumb banana. “Yeah, suck that cock, boy. You’re going to swallow my seed then get me hard again so I can fuck you long and hard.” I went down on him a few times before going even deeper. “Fuck yeah!” he said. “Get on your knees, son. That’s right. Suck on my balls.” Again I enjoyed the saltiness of his skin, but the hairs felt weird on my tongue. “Now worship this cock, Devin. Worship the cock that gave you life.” I took his meat back into my mouth. He grabbed my head firmly and started moving it back and forth. I grabbed onto his flexed butt as started moving his hips. Soon he moved forward pinning my head against the mattress. He started fucking my throat. I would occasionally cough and gag from the force, and that seemed to turn him on. After a bit he pulled back. beylikdüzü travesti He had me get on the bed. I was on my back, and he had me lie down so that my head was hanging backward off the edge. He fed me his cock again, and this time he was able to drive it deeper into my throat. It took me a bit to find a rhythm with my breathing so that I wouldn’t feel like I was going to throw up every time he shoved it in deep. Soon he pulled out and motioned for me to move over on the bed. He grabbed my shorts and yanked them off my legs before he stretched out, his back against the headboard. He grabbed my head and pulled it to his dick, and I immediately went down on him as far as I could. “You diggin’ your daddy’s cock?” “Fuck yes!” I said before deepthroating him again. He immediately started making me go faster. “I need to cum so I can get inside that tight ass.” I picked up speed and just relaxed as he guided my head and started pumping with his hips. Soon I was coughing as a large amount of jizz shot into my throat. It seemed to keep coming in waves. I swallowed eagerly so I could breathe better. “YES! Drink every ounce of my mother fucking cum!” I milked his dick eagerly. When it started shrinking, he had me suck on his balls for a bit because he said it would be too sensitive for me to keep working his meat right now. Soon, though, I had his half-limp cock in my mouth so I could bring it back to life. “I wanted to take this first time fucking you nice and slow, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to do that right now.” “Fuck me hard, Daddy!” As I continued sucking him, he said: “You know, I thought it would feel, well, disgusting to look down and see my little boy lips around my cock, but it actually looks and feels so right.” “I told you.” Soon he handed me a bottle of lube and told me to get his dick ready for my boy pussy. As I rubbed the liquid up and down his stiff meat, he said “You may be walking funny after this.” “Good.” Once his rod was ready, I moved onto my stomach. I was so eager to feel his dick inside me! I pulled my cheeks apart as I felt his meat moving into position, and soon I was sighing as the tip entered me. “Daddy, I want your cock! All of it!” “Oh you’re going to get every fucking inch.” This was a bit more painful than the cucumber as he was thicker, but I just pushed my ass into the air more to show I was eager. “You’re so fucking tight!” “I’m sorry!” I said. He chuckled. “No, it’s a very good thing.” It seemed to be taking a while, so I finally just said: “Just give it to me, Dad!” “As you wish,” he said, and fire erupted in my hole. I took a mouthful of pillow as it felt like my ass was being torn. But soon his body was resting against mine, and I felt like that was worth the pain. “You are so fucking amazing,” he said as his body pressed against mine. “I’ve had women who wouldn’t let me put the whole thing in right away. You’re a fucking real man!” “Told you I could take it,” I said through gritted teeth. After a few seconds, I could feel him moving his dick back and forth. I felt like I was covered in sweat. As he humped me more, the pain relaxed. Soon it was feeling good enough I could say: “Fuck me, Dad!” He put his hands on the bed and lifted up his torso and started pounding me harder. It was fun hearing the bed creaking and our bodies slapping together. He didn’t last much longer, though. He collapsed against me as I could feel his dick twitching, and he kissed my cheek. “You’re fucking incredible,” he said. When he pulled out, he went into the bathroom to pee and wash off his meat. We cuddled for a bit before he said he needed a snack. We walked to the kitchen, and he hadn’t been joking. I found I was kind of waddling. After we had a bit to eat, we sat down on the couch in the living room. It was fun being able to be naked together. I really wanted him to get how available I was for sex, so I took his limp penis into my mouth and started sucking on it. “Can’t get enough of your father’s cock, huh?” I shook my head no. His hand moved up and down my naked body as his dick began growing. Once he was hard again, I moved off the couch. I got on my knees and lay my chest on the istanbul travesti couch. He smiled and joined me on the floor. I spread my cheeks apart again, and I smiled as I felt him enter me. There was still a bit of pain as his long meat filled my hole. His hands slid up my back to my shoulders, and he gripped them firmly. I felt his dick moving backward, and suddenly he rammed it forward. “Unnnhhhh!” I moaned. He did it again. He smacked me on the ass with his hand before repeating this a few more times. Each thrust made me moan loudly. He began fucking me faster. At one point he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back while he was pounding me. “Yes, Daddy! Give me that cock!” He made the couch bump into the wall a few times before stopping. He put his arm around my chest and moved me backward as he sat down. I was in his lap, and I moaned as his hand slid down my chest and belly. He took hold of my dick and stroked it while he continued to move his hips back and forth. “No one has ever had a better welcome home,” he said as he kissed my neck and cheek. I positioned my feet on the floor so that I could kind of lift and lower my butt, and I started doing that. He leaned back on his outstretched hands and started pumping as well. Soon he was guiding me to lay flat on the floor, and he was ramming it into me fast and hard. At times it felt like he was trying to push his dick through me. After a few moments he collapsed against me again. “You’re so tight I can’t last that long. Feels so fucking good, though.” When he pulled out, we headed back to bed and fell asleep while cuddling. In the morning when I woke up, I was alone in the bed. I walked to the kitchen and saw Dad at the table. He was wearing a robe and was eating some breakfast. He greeted me, and I sat on his lap as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I leaned against him. “I’m so glad you’re back home,” I said. He kissed my head, and I loved feeling his rough hand moving against my bare skin. Soon I was pretty sure I could feel his hard-on beneath my leg. I reached down and rubbed it. “How about you give me a morning blowjob?” I kissed him on the lips before I moved off his lap. He opened his robe revealing his dog tags and his wood. He spread his legs wide and guided me down to my knees. I began sucking on his balls before slowly licking up the thick shaft. He had me flick my tongue against the slit where the pee comes from a few times before gently sucking on just the tip for a bit. When I took him into my mouth and started going down more, his eyes closed and his head went back. After I had moved up and down a few times, I felt his hand on the back of my head. When I started going down again, he pushed my head so that his cock went deeper into my throat. I coughed a bit. It didn’t take long before he spread his legs even wider and began guiding my head to move faster. “Suck that cock!” he said as he made me cough more often. I worked hard to keep up with the pace he was setting. When he told me to go slow for a bit, I was kind of relieved. I went back to his balls to give my throat a break. He shrugged off his robe and had me move up and down the side of the shaft with just my lips before I returned to sucking on him. “Yeah, my cock belongs in your throat, boy,” he said as he guided me to go faster. Soon he was holding my head with both of his hands, and he was using his hips to pump into my throat. I tried to relax as much as possible so I wouldn’t gag so much, but it was difficult. I wiped the tears from my face that came from me choking on his meat. I was glad when he had me slow down again. I took my time moving up and down his wood slowly with my lips while he pinched and rubbed his nipples. It didn’t take long before he was shoving my head down deeper, though. “I want to bury my dick in your throat like I did your ass.” As I continued working his stiff meat, there was a point where it felt like it got more swollen. He was breathing harder, and his movements of my head were more firm and urgent. I figured he was getting close to shooting his cum again, so I tried to swallow more of his rod each time I went down until he was holding my head steady and his dick was pumping his saltiness into my mouth. After I had drained him, he guided me back onto his lap, and we kissed hungrily as he stroked my hard-on. “I sure hope you never get tired of your papa’s cock.” “Never!” I said as I kissed him back greedily.

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