DADNSONCT - Pt. 2

The Dad had opened his previous e-mail with, "How would you like to use my Son again in July?" Since then, I hadn’t heard anything. Last Thursday, I received an e-mail from DADNSONCT that simply gave me the name of a hotel at BWI Arirport near Baltimore, a room number and indicated after 4:00PM on Friday. It took me 30 seconds to confirm by e-mail that I would be there and Friday afternoon shortly after 4:00PM I was standing at the door to that room.

The door was slightly ajar when I got there, so I pushed it open and quietly announced that I was there as I closed the door behind me. The Son was stretched out on the bed wearing a white jock. He had that same timid look I remembered from our last encounter, but he did crack a smile when he saw me. The Dad was nowhere to be found. I asked the Son where his Dad was. The Son smiled and said, “Dad told me that you were coming at 4 o’clock and to make sure you left happy.”

I immediately started to pull my clothes off and crawled on to the bed with the Son. When I reached for him, he pretended to resist and we wrestled around on the bed for a minute or so and soon his lips were on mine and we started to make out. After a few minutes of this, the Son freed himself and crawled up to straddle my chest. We continued to kiss and he gently tugged on my nipples. After a while, his tongue was swirling around my bellybutton and a short time later I could feel him nuzzling and gently kissing my cock. This continued until I reached down and grabbed the back of his head with one hand and my cock with the other hand and pushed my cock into his warm eager mouth.

I fucked his face for a while firmly but gently using my hand on the back of his head to move him up and down on my shaft. Then he reached out and grabbed the base of my cock with his hand and started to bob up and down on me taking more of my cock with each stroke. The Son obviously loves cock. He would alternative between bobbing and deep-throating my cock and sucking on the head and licking my shaft and balls. He was obviously fully aware of where I was, because each time I approached the point of no return he would slowdown, or change his stroke or move to my balls and nuzzle them. The Son is a skilled cocksucker and a master of his technique. He edged me and re-edged me until I was ready to beg him to finish. Finally, he stopped, took my cock in his hand, looked deeply into my eyes and finished me off in his mouth with his mouth and hand.

The Son then crawled up beside me and coyly opened his mouth, so that I could see he was holding my load in his mouth. He moved his tongue around and I could see strings of my cum slide off of his tongue. Then he gently tugged my hand up to his throat, closed his mouth and swallowed my load. He wanted me to feel his throat swallowing my cum. He licked his lips, smiled and we spooned and cuddled on the bed. This lasted for I don’t know how long.

He looked good and felt good. I could not keep my hands off of him. I started to feel his tight thighs and squeeze his ass. We wrestled some more and finally he got a vary serious look on his face and asked, “Aren’t you going to fuck me?” I was instantly hard again. I told him with total sincerity that that was the reason I had come. And that was the truth! Together we got my cock wrapped and both of us lubed. Then as quick as lightening, he was on his back and was pulling his legs up beside his head.

I moved over him and forced my cock right in. It took about three firm thrusts, but his ass soon swallowed my whole cock. The Son was very tight as I remembered. He also has one of those asses that seem to mold around your cock and cling to you. Makes a guy think the ass was made for his cock. The Son is not virgin, but there is no mileage on his ass. Almost from my first thrust he was grunting and moaning. I like noise. There is something very erotic about the sounds some guys make as you work your cock into them. The Son was obviously enjoying it. It soon occurred to me that the Son might have been the reason for my invitation from the Dad to use him again. This boy wasn’t acting and the Dad was still nowhere to be found. I aggressively drilled his ass for what seemed like 20 minutes or more. He grunted and moaned louder as time passed. My cock tingled as I drove it into him and pulled it back out. Soon, I was there and had no desire to hold back. I blasted a load into him as I made one last thrust. It was intense and I must have been expressive, because suddenly the Son was kind of giggling at me and had wrapped his arms around me.

We curled back up and cuddled again for a while. I finally looked at the clock radio and realized it was 6:25PM. I had been with the Son for more than 2 hours. It was intense and passionate! The Son had a well-fucked look on his face. I told him my time was up. I remembered that he wasn’t my son. I was just using him by invitation. I cleaned up, dressed and headed home. Thanks again, Dad!!!