NookieStar presents: Taking My Son’s Virgin Ass Part 1 Daddy J”Taking My Son’s Virgin Ass” Daddy J”You are certainly not coming in here like that!” My wife screamed at mefrom the entrance of the garage. Catching my scent, I definitely had apungeant odor about me. I had been working outside in the yard all day,and was covered in dirt and sweat. “You stink. You’re going to track mudand grime all over the house. No you don’t! You strip here!”"Kiss first?” I asked playfully.”No,” my wife said trying to hide her amusement with an angry tone. “Evenyour face is covered in dirt.”"Who said anything about my face,” I shot back, grabbing my crotch.My wife rolled her eyes and shook her head. Suddenly, she gasped for air.For a minute, I think something is seriously wrong until I turn around andnotice our 12 year old son, Jamie, standing shirtless and covered in somuch mud that he looks like the swamp thing.”No way!” she shouted at him. “How did this happen?”"We were playing with water guns,” my son protested.I bit my lip to avoid laughing at my wife. Her face was so angry withfrustration at this point I thought she was going to explode.”I got this,” I said, taking off my work shirt. My wife shook her head atus and returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner.I undressed my son and admired his smooth, childlike body. He had dirtyblonde shaggy haircut and the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Ionce had hair like his, but my hairline started to recede in my early 30s.Now in my late 40s, I was basically bald. He definitely had some of myfacial features, but he was a stark contrast to my muscular hairy frame andmy small beer gut.Soon, we were both standing naked in the garage, and my son wasuncharacteristically silent.”What’s wrong?” I asked?”Your… penis is huge!” Jamie says, awestruck and not taking his eyes offof my flaccid dick.I suddenly remember that Jamie hadn’t seen me naked in recent memory. Ialways tried to teach all the boys about their bodies and to be comfortablein them. I feared Jamie was becoming ashamed of his.”You can’t compare us,” I assured my son. “I’m an adult, and a big one.You’re a small kid. One day, you’ll be a big man.”"Promise?” My son asked, with an innocent stare.”Promise,” I replied, ruffling his hair.Suddenly, there was a small pause as I noticed my son once again starringat my cock. I could feel the blood rushing to the head, causing my dick togive a quick twitch. My son gasped, not knowing what to think.”Dad!” My son fumbled out, reaching for my penis. “It moved!”"Oops,” I thought to myself, catching my son’s hand before making contact.I guess it’s time to have a body talk with my son.”Son, there are boundaries men have with each other.” I said sternly.”I’m sorry,” my son apologized. “Did I do something wrong?”I squat down, bringing my stern and now serious face to his. “How wouldyou like to take a bath with your old man? I promise I’ll explain as muchas you want.”My son’s face suddenly came alive with excitement. “Really, Dad?”"Really,” I replied, matter of factly, picking him up.I carried him to our master bathroom with the big bathtub and filled it upwith warm water. The whole time, Jamie couldn’t take his eyes off of mycock, which was causing it to engorge with more blood and expand. Itwasn’t hard yet, but I was constantly thinking of things to refrain fromhaving a full on erection in front of my young son.”So is it bad to touch yourself?” asked my son, submerging his small frameinto the tub.”What? No, don’t be ridiculous! Why would you think that?”"Because you got mad when I tried to touch yours.”"No, because you tried to touch without me giving any consent. You neverdo that to anyone, son. Doesn’t matter if you’re male or female. If it’sanother person, you ask.”My son suddenly looked down at his belly button ashamed. I really didn’tmean for him to feel ashamed, so I tried to lighten the mood.”If it’s you?” I continued. “Well, why not touch yourself? It feelsgreat!”I gave a few playful tugs at my penis, teasing my son. There was a smallpause on my son’s end, and he starred at my cock intently again. I alwayssuspected that Jamie might turn out to be gay, and I always worried abouthim being ashamed of his sexuality or his body. The other three boys allgrew up to be straight, but Jamie was always a bit different, so I wastrying to make him comfortable about it.For some reason, my son’s stare was the final straw, and my cock engorgeditself into full erection. My son starred at the plum shaped end of mydick inches from his face, completely uncertain of what to say. Maybe itwas the lust building up doing yardwork all day, but suddenly I had athought that I told myself would be for Jamie’s education.”Okay, son,” I said in a deep, serious tone. “If you want something, ask!”"Da-, Da-, Daddy,” my son fumbled with the words. I noticed that my sonhadn’t called me ‘Daddy’ in years. “May I touch your, um, your, ah, pe-…penis?”"Yes, son,” I replied softly. “You may.”My son pushed himself toward me more and I felt his small, soft hand startto explore it up and down very cautiously. I could tell he was shaking outof nervousness.I let out a deep moan. I told myself I was doing this for his benefit,but, goddamn it, did his curious touch give me a raging hard-on. Thethought of my young, innocent son exploring the cock that made him wasalmost enough to send me shooting gobs of goo all over his precious face.The thought was driving me insane!Suddenly, Jamie’s hand pulled away and I heard my son’s voice start to cryout in a panic.”No, no, no, no!” He weeped, tears starting to well up in his eyes.I look down and notice that my son had left a bit of a yellow streak in thewater. My dear little boy was in such a nervous state that he accidentallyemptied his bladder in the tub.I grab Jamie and hold him close to my hairy naked body, but Jamie hadalready started to cry out tears of embarrassment.”Shhhh….” I tried to comfort him, patting his naked back while holdinghim close. “It’s okay, son. It’s okay.”"No, dad. I’m a loser. I’m a freak,” he gritted through the tears.”No you’re not, son. It could happen to anyone anytime. You’re justnervous, ba boy.”"It never happened to you!” Jamie said, starting to fight back the tearsand the sobs.With that, I let go of my son, stood up and, after a brief second, startedto piss out of my erect cock into the tub. My urine thrust out with pureforce, smacking the water and leaving a pungent odor in the air with afaint scent of the beers I chugged down earlier. Hey, we’re going to haveto shower after this anyway at this point, so why not if it helps my boy tofeel better.”Then I’m a freak too, aren’t I?” I ask my son, smiling.My son looked like pure shock, not sure what to do. Suddenly, my cockhardened a bit further and my piss stream accidentally went up a littlebit, smacking my son across the face. I forced my stream to stop once Irealized what I just did.”Oh my God! Jamie, I am so sorry. I did not mean to do that!”"Da- Daddy?” my son stammered out unintelligibly. It’s okay… can youplease do it again? I think I liked it.”Suddenly, a wave of undeniable lust ran over me, and I pause for a momentto take in what is happening and where this may lead. Sexually I’mstraight, and there’s nothing better than a tight pussy, but for some oddreason this scenario is turning me on. After giving it a thought, ademanding look took over my face asI made eye contact with Jamie, starringhim down. I relaxed my prostate once again, this time trying to increasethe pressure of my force. I deliberately aim for his sweet, sweet facethis time and take note that his small boy cock has started to harden. Thewhole time I’m pissing on him, I refuse to break eye contact.”You like your Daddy’s piss, boy?” I asked, practically growling throughthe unexpected change in tone.Jamie shook his head, equally frightened and turned on. To some extent, Ifelt the same way… only I was more turned on than frightened. I grabbedmy son’s face, and gave it one good hard lick from bottom to top. I tastedthe bitterness of my own piss. God, this is nasty. I always had aninterest in raunch and kink, but the wife would never hear of it. Now,here I was with a seven inch erect cock pissing in the face of my son. Thestream of piss soon died down, but my stare didn’t.”What happens here? You can never tell anyone, son,” I informed my son,contemplating my next move and whether there would be a next move or not.”Not your friends. Not your mom. Not anyone. Understand?”Ye-, yes,” my son stuttered.”Yes, what?” I ask, the juices in my cock taking over my senses.”Yeeeeesssssss… ,” my son struggled, not quite knowing what to say.”…. Daddy?”My cock gave out a twitch. There was that word again, and it was drivingme crazy! I braced myself against the wall of the bathroom and stuck outmy erect penis closer to his face. My heart was pounding in my chest withexcitement.”Touch it!” I demanded!Jamie wrapped his tiny little fingers around the shaft of my thick meatycock, but paused. My muscular legs were starting to feel weak, but Imanaged to fight through it and stand in a dominant manner over my sonsitting in the tub. My gaze connected with his once again, and I starredhim down like an animal.”Well?” I questioned, angrily. “Up and down son, up and down.”Jamie did as I commanded, and his form was surprisingly flawless. He wasnot going all the way up the shaft or all the way down. My boy was stayingmostly around the middle of the shaft, which was where I normally jackedoff myself. I swore that I could actually see the vein in my cockpulsating up and down with his movements. I pre-cum a lot these days, andsoon the clear liquid had coated my entire rod. Suddenly, Jamie took hishand away curiously, noting the clear sticky substance all over my cock andhis hand.”It’s called pre-cum,” I explained before he can ask. “It means that adaddy is very pleased with his boy. It’s a special reward for you.”"What does it taste like?” my son asked, cringing his nose.”You tell me.”With that, my son licked off a bit on the tip. He flicked his tongue for asecond, not sure what to make of it.”Tastes salty,” my son replied. “Is this cum?”"No son. I promise you’ll see some soon, though. Just keep tasting it.Go ahead, son. Put the tip in your mouth. Lick it.”Jamie stretched his lips around my cock. He slowly licked the head like alollipop, savoring the juices and odor of his sweaty, hairy daddy no doubt.The sensations were really getting to me. I could still smell the stenchof my urine on my son. My territory was marked now. I wanted to stake myclaim on it even more. I pulled my son forcefully off my cock and squatteddown over my son. Without hesitation, I placed my mouth over his andexplored the wet mouth of my kid with my tongue.As I gave my kid what I’m certain was his first kiss, I leaned in andstarted to stroke his ba cock. Suddenly, in no time, my son started toconvulse. I cupped my huge hand over his small mouth to keep him fromscreaming in ecstasy, and I relaxed and watched my son have his first dryorgasm.However, when he calmed down, I found my hand still cupping his mouth. Irealized suddenly, that I was thinking something. Something aweful, yetsomething my lust wasn’t going to let me walk away from.”Did you like that, son? Did it make you feel good?”Jamie shook his head in agreement, his eyes wide open.”Daddy needs to give you some special loving. It’ll hurt for a minute orso, but after you’ll be feeling real good. Can you do that for your daddy?Can you let him feel good, too?”Jamie nodded his head slowly, not sure what to think. Suddenly, I notice astream hitting my leg. My son’s nervous energy released his bladder again.The fact that he was so scared of this sent my lust into overdrive.Instinctively, I removed my hand and roughly flipped him over, planting hisstomach on the edge of the tub and sticking his tight bubble butt up in theair. I poured the contents of my wives moisturizer onto my raging rod andcusped my hand over my son’s mouth again. The moisturizer isn’tnecessarily needed, as my pre-cum had coated my cock completely, but I wantto make that first moment as painless as possible, although I still imagineit hurt at first. Without thinking any further, I shoved the tip of mycock in. Jamie started to trash about as the water started to splashoutside the tub. His resistance increased my lust and passion for what Iwas about to do.”Shhh. Calm down, ba boy. Daddy needs this.” I quickly slammed the restof my cock in all the way up to my bush. I heard Jamie’s muffled screamthrough my cup hand, and he started to struggle even more. Tears startedto well up in his eyes.”Stop it,” I demanded. Jamie stopped struggling immediately as my cockrested motionless in his tight hole.I’m actually a bit surprised I got this far into him, but, wow, was itinsanely tight! It was like a small, soft vice clamping my pulsating cock.The feel of my cock invading Jamie’s warm, tight hole was pure euphoria.My wife’s pussy never felt anywhere near this good. Underneath my cuspedhand, I could hear the faint cries of my son as a few tears streamed downhis face. I stood motionless now, regaining my sanity and waiting for myson’s pain to subside.”It’s okay, Jamie,” I said, whispering in his ear. “The pain will go awaymore and more each time. If you want me to pull out, I will… Daddy willlove you either way, but you’ve wanted this. You’ve wanted your old man’scock for quite some time, haven’t you?”My son began to nod in agreement, very slowly. I remained motionless, andremoved my hand from his mouth. I deliberately wiped the tears away frommy son’s face and gave him a peck on the cheek. I love this boy so much,and I know this is what we both want.”I’ve known for quite some time now that you like boys, and this is the waytwo boys express that love. Daddy’s ready to make love to you now. Daddywants to make love to you now. Just tell me what you want, boy?”"I… I… I want you to make love to me,” Jamie stuttered, after a briefpause.”‘You want me to make love to you’ what, son?”"I want you to make love to me, Daddy.”There’s that word again, and for some reason hearing my son call me ‘Daddy’sent a wave of ecstasy and lustful aggression through me. I started toslowly move my cock back and forth in my boy’s sweet ass, but soon thetestosterone took over again and I started to pound my boy’s sweet asshard. I noticed my son gritting his teeth together, but he’s definitelyenjoying it all the same. The sound of my hairy balls slapping the fairskin of my boy increased the eroticism of the moment. The tightness of myson’s virgin ass was too much. My cock started to swell further, gettingready to release days of sexual frustration. I should have just seeded theboy, but I wanted him to see what cum was, and I wanted to watch himswallow the seed that made him.I was way over the edge now, and I didn’t have time to explain what washappening to my son. I quickly pulled out and roughly propped him back inthe tub, inches away from my soon-to-be exploding cock.I let out a deep growl as the first stream of jizz came out of my cock andsprayed the wall. Jamie turned around to get a better look, but I forcedhis head back toward my cock and rammed it roughly down his throat.”Swallow it!” was all I could get out. I felt stream after stream go downmy son’s throat, and he desperately tried to swallow all of it with loud,audible gulps. Soon, however, it started to ooze out of his mouth, so Ipulled out before he drowned in it and let the last few streams hit him inthe face. With each stream of jizz, my growling and grunting transformedinto soft moans, and I pumped the last few drops into the bathwater.Quickly, I shove my tongue in his mouth again and tasted the remains of myown cum on my own son. The sick, perverted pedo side of my mind forced meto smile at this concept. I pulled my mouth off my son, and attempted toexplain what just came out of Daddy.”That, Jamie, is what you call sperm. It’s what made you when I shot mywad in your mommy’s pussy all those years ago, and you ate it! And you’regoing to eat it again, aren’t you boy? You’re going to be your Daddy’s boyfrom here on out, aren’t you”My son’s eyes, wide with amazement, nodded furiously.”As soon as you can produce some, and someday you will, I promise that I’lltake my son’s load. Deal?”"Yes, Dad,” my son said, hugging me tightly. “Thank you, Dad.”"You’re welcome, son.”I got out of the tub and turned on the shower. The two of us got in andrinsed off. Jamie didn’t say anything else, but had a slight smile on hisface. He lathered my thick, furry body, and I lathered his sweet, paleskin. In no time, we had ourselves and the bathroom smelling of my wife’sfruity soaps as the remains of our piss and cum washed down the drain.Pity. I dried us both off, gave him a kiss on the forehead. I wanted tosnuggle with my boy in the bed, but instead I sent him to his room to getdressed. My wife was sure to have dinner ready now.Jamie and I will definitely be spending more time together soon, andhopefully I’ll find more reasons to share bath time with him in the future.I can’t wait to do that again, but how do I continue this affair without mywife knowing? That was the question.