January and June in Vail Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

January and June in Vail Ch. 02

... top. But I remained in total control and held him tight to me. I thrust up now, again and again, going deep each time, and moving slowly, slowly. He was molding to my size, squirming with desire as my cock twitched inside his bubble ass. I was keeping him incredibly aroused. His cock continued to grow and throb in my fist, begging to be let loose. But, I wasn't pushing him over. The thumb and finger tightly wound around the base helped also. I could just feel the tension rising, little by little. And I was loving every minute. This was going to be my kind of punishment, my kind of discipline.

"Dad, you've been edging me for an hour. This is the most wonderful and intense feeling I've ever had. But, you are going to make me insane. I've had enough punishment. I promise to be good. I need to cum. Now, pull-ease!"

"Whatever you say, son." I guessed it was too much for him. So I released his cock. And moved my hand to the head to catch his cum. I brought my other hand up to caress his balls into action. Then I stiffened my legs, lofted myself over the mattress, drew in my gut and pulled him hard into me. I paused for just a second, savoring the intensity. Then I drove and exploded inside. He was hot. He was boiling hot. And I filled him with my "old man's swimmers." And as I pressed hard on his prostate, I felt his spunk moving up the shaft. He blasted probably a half dozen times and filled my fist to overflowing. I raised my fist to his mouth and he loudly slurped. Then my ...

... hand went back to cradle and caress his balls, drawing out the last few drops. I rolled back again, forming a spoon and pulled him in. As he pushed back into my lap, he squeezed his anal muscles and trapped me inside. He relaxed totally into my arms, utterly spent and completely willing to accept my enveloping body around his. I was very definitely his Daddy. I think he was smiling. I was.

After a few minutes, when the cold began to hit, I pulled up the duvet and turned out the bedside light. We were going to sleep with me plugging my seed inside at least for a little while—the ultimate position of possession. He whispered, "Kelly, there is no better feeling in the world than lying in your arms, pushed back into your chest with your cock inside me. I feel so protected. And so loved. Thank you, Daddy. I think I love you."

I was going to dream about having a young male lover and a son. One with whom I could conquer the most difficult slopes of the West. One who wanted me to love him like my own child, discipline him from time to time and continue to make love to him like the incredibly sexy bottom that he already was. That was not going to take a lot of imagination. And we had all the time we needed to dream about our possible futures--and try them out often along the way.

BD

Author's note: The stories of weekends together and the move to Kelly's condo in Denver are not yet written. I guess January-June relationships do develop from time to time, but I'm sure there ...