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Date: Sat, 2 Mar 2013 19:35:38 +0000 (GMT)
From: Andrew Foote <footea81@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: 'Overcoming the pain.'

OVERCOMING THE PAIN.


This short story contains depictions of sex between a young boy and his
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Andy.

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I was having a wonderful childhood. Both my Mum and Dad were very loving
not just towards each other but also me.  Maybe being an only child made me
more special to them but you must understand. I was never spoilt, in fact
discipline, whist not being heavy-handed, was dished out as and when I
overstepped the mark and as Dad used to tell me, `you know the boundaries
son? Cross them and you know what to expect.'

My Mum hadn't been well for as long as I can remember. Visits, sometimes
prolonged stays in hospital had become part of life and whilst I wasn't
privy to what condition she suffered from during those early years, both of
them had gently conditioned me to expect that she wouldn't always be there
for me so when that sad time duly arrived, I was dreadfully upset for a
couple of days but kinda bounced back fairly quickly.

Not so my Dad.

As well as I can remember, he held it together until after Mum's funeral
but then fell apart sinking lower and lower to the point where it affected
his work and his employers `persuaded' him to accept early retirement.
Early retirement? He was only 32!

Mum and Dad married when they turned 21 and very shortly after I arrived
making me 10 at the time Mum died. Dad told me later that I was `planned'
but bloody-hell! They'd moved pretty quickly!

I apologise for all this `scene-setting' but to understand what happened
over the coming years it's important you understand how we were and how
things were so please hold on.

I was nothing very special. Just an ordinary kid who was bright enough,
cute enough but never beautiful like some.  Dad was `ordinary' too! Not the
barrel-chested hunk that we tend to read about. Average I suppose but in
any case, I adored him for what he was.


*****


My sex-ed had come in the shape of my two cousins Marie and Tony, both
older than me by a number of years.  They would sneak porno video's from my
uncle's private stash and when all the adults had gone to the pub, we used
to watch them with rapped attention.

I kinda got the drift quick enough and even when either Marie or Tony tried
to feel me up, I really was too young to be interested but let's just say I
knew the `nuts and bolts' and that sex was meant to be fun as well as
loving and comforting.  Funny how they always had an early night after
watching them leaving me to fend for myself! Ho-hum! Little boy ignorance!

I'd been over at my mate's house one warm July afternoon. He had a pool in
his garden! Not a swimming pool, not in England but an oversized paddling
pool but heck, water is water and we loved it.

Late afternoon I returned home unable to find Dad anywhere.  Eventually I
found him upstairs sitting on the toilet which was odd in itself as he was
still fully dressed but sobbing his eyes out.  He didn't notice me until
with my own little heart breaking for him, I climbed onto his lap and
wrapped myself around him.  I don't think it helped much as I remember him
getting even more unhappy as both of us were crying now.

I think we cried ourselves to the point we couldn't cry anymore and Dad
then lifted me off and told me he was heading for bed to recover.  I was a
bit miffed being left on my own especially as I really wanted to help him
so I went to my room and got out of my wet little `speedo-style' trunks and
made my way back to his room.

Dad had also removed most of his clothing, I mean it was warm and apart
from that, his polo shirt was drenched from his tears but there was nothing
new in seeing him in just his boxers so I just climbed into bed with him to
give him a cuddle.

I dunno if he'd been drinking or not but I would've been surprised as it
really wasn't his style but he was definitely half asleep because as soon
as I wrapped my arms around him, he muttered Mum's name.  "Thank you
Julie. I love you so much." And that short sentence set my tears rolling
down my face.  OMG! Dad thinks I'm Mum!!

This of course brought him right back to the here and now pretty quick!
"What... I mean what... on earth are you doing here?"

"I wanted to help you Dad. I hate it when you are upset. You thought I was
Mum just then, didn't you? I can be Mum if you want?"

"No... no you can't David. It isn't right."

Suddenly I caught on.  It was all about `S.E.X.' wasn't it!  Dad was
feeling... horny and thought for a moment I was Mum so they could get it on
together!  My turn to feel guilty now but it was short lived.  I'd seen
images of men `doing things' to each other in those porn video's and
alright, they weren't what you might call `gay' films, I just assumed being
a na�ve little boy that what they were doing was natural and it flashed
through my head that if it was okay for them to be `nice' to each other
then I'd be `nice' to my Dad if only to help him calm down.

Dad was still lying on his right side and I was sorta spooned into him so I
traced my hand down his chest to the hem of his boxers.  Dad shivered and
went to shove me off but I was having none of it.

I passed my hand over what I can only remember as the biggest bulge EVER!

This time, he'd got a grip on himself and fairly ordered me out of the room
but... where do children get the strength from?

"I'm staying Dad! I'm staying with you! I hate it when you cry and I wanna
stop it if I can!"

Dad told me some time later that at the time his mind was doing cartwheels.
The old five-knuckle-shuffle is one thing but when you're used to a VERY
active sex life and it's suddenly taken away from you... enough said
perhaps but still he persisted.

"NO DAVID! GO AWAY! THIS ISN'T RIGHT!"

"I don't CARE! You hurt Dad and I wanna help make it better! Pleaase let me
stay?"

Whether it was pure horniness or the realisation I WAS NOT going to leave
quietly I dunno but he finally admitted defeat.

"Just hold me son. Nothing else, okay?"

"I'll just stay where I am if you want. I won't move I promise." But I
still had a very large sausage in my hand.  Dad just muttered some sort of
rebuke but didn't fight me.  We both drifted off to sleep but the tables
had turned once I woke. Dad was face into me and holding me tight.

"Awake little one?"

"Umm. I think so Dad. How you feeling?"

"Lots better thanks to my beautiful boy! You were right. It worked. I
needed that closeness I used to have with Mum but... I couldn't ever marry
again, even take a girlfriend you know? I loved her too much but
you... just it felt right. Not that it is right but..."

"Why isn't it right Dad? I mean I've seen it on the video's and... "

Whoops! Faux-pas to be sure!

"What video's son? Where did you see these things?"

Dad was fair. Believe me he was but I was nervous!  "Maybe it's a secret
Dad?"

"No David. Please tell me otherwise I'll just worry more."

"Uncle Alex's. Marie and Tony would watch them when you all went out to the
pub. Don't tell anyone?"

"No! I know about your Uncle Alex's collection! Look it's very okay for you
to know about sex and relationships but I wished you'd asked me first?"

"Dad?? I was even littler than I am now! I just watched and it was fun but
I didn't think anything was wrong. It's on film so it must be okay right?"

"Everything is okay just so long as it doesn't mean someone else gets upset
son. Some folk have issues with ... some things but I'm not joining in that
argument. Everyone is different and just so long as no one gets hurt but
for us to get like `close'? That really isn't right and if anyone was to
find out then I'd be sent away and you would be taken into care."

"Why?"

"Because it's the law. Relationships amongst members of the same immediate
family aren't allowed."

"Not just a cuddle?"

"Yeah that's fine but being intimate? Not allowed!"

I didn't realise I could be so manipulative but my next question had Dad on
the back foot.  "So where does a nice loving cuddle and being intimate
change Dad?"

Dad spluttered.  "Let's just get supper now. I'll have to think about that
last one!"


*****


As normal I was ordered off to bed at 8pm.  Dad had been okay if somewhat
subdued leaving me pretty much to my own devices.  He'd made dozens of
phone calls mostly from the privacy of his study and again his reasons and
the purpose of these wasn't discussed. Just `Something that I have to do'
was his only explanation.

I slept for a couple of hours then woke as I heard movement downstairs as
Dad secured the house for the night, finally climbing the stairs for bed.
I listened.

He cleared the bathroom and instead of going directly to his bedroom, came
in to mine and while I pretended to be fast asleep he knelt beside my bed
and gently put his head on the pillow beside mine, trying his best not to
disturb me.

He seemed to be there for ages. No movement other than occasionally
readjusting his position but all of a sudden he whispered.  "Oh God help
me. I want your cuddles tonight but I cannot ask you. It's so very wrong
but... I need you tonight my son. I really need you!"

With that he picked himself up and went to bed.

I lay there listening until the only sound was silence throughout the
house. I removed my PJ's and crept into his room, carefully lifted the bed
sheet and snuggled in beside him.  I had no thoughts of what might happen,
just the yearning to show him my love and he felt warm and comforting to
me.  Obviously he woke, probably my slightly cooler body against his but I
didn't hear him complain as he took my hand and placed it on his chest then
with his arm over my slim torso, took my bum in his hand and pulled me
closer to him.  "Oh God thank you for allowing this to happen." Was all he
said.


*****


Sometime later I woke to find we'd both shifted position. Dad was facing me
still pulling me into him.  I remember feeling his enormous dick pressing
against my tummy fully erect and I knew enough to understand what he
needed.  I manoeuvred myself away from him being careful not to wake him
and once I had enough access I reached down and took his dick in my little
hand.

Dad stirred but that was about it so I carefully started a gentle wanking
motion just like I'd seen on the films.  Without knowing what reaction I'd
get, I took my time to savour the unbelievable hard / softness of him.  It
was like nothing I'd ever felt before. His precum flowed to the point I
wondered if he'd wet himself but I could smell it wasn't piss and that
intrigued me.  I lifted my fingers off his cock and firstly sniffed them,
then licked at them deciding I could handle the taste then resumed my
attentions from whence they came.

I know now about wet dreams as an adolescent but an adolescent my Dad isn't
and he woke right at the point of ejaculating.  No biggie for me! I'd
watched the films but Dad?  Mortified doesn't come close but there was
little he could do by then except cum massively and all over both of us but
once he'd come down from his euphoria he wasn't best pleased!


"David? Oh SHIT! Oh my GOD boy! What the f... what on earth do you think
you're at!"

"You nearly said a bad word Dad."

"BAD WORD?! Dear God in his heaven boy!"

"I was only trying to help you? I'm sorry if you didn't like it?"

"Like it!! Oh son it was fantastic but you mustn't EVER do that again!"

"Why? You enjoyed it and I enjoyed it so ..."

"Did you? Enjoy it I mean?"

"Yeah. I've seen it on the films but that was wonderful. I wanted to make
you happy and that was all I was thinking about."

Dad seemed to settle down.  I know now some six years along how
post-climatic euphoria works. He was shattered but even so, he reached down
and felt me up, my little dong standing dutifully to attention for him.

"Oh Jesus you're beautiful David! I'd never noticed just how... sexy you've
become. Oh God I want to do things with you so very much!"

"I'm your son. You can do anything you want with me Dad. Anything you
like."

Dad groaned and was about to protest when I shuffled down to his groin, my
intention was to give him a bj like in the video's but he was a bit slimy
from cumming and the smell wasn't so intoxicating either so I settled on
his balls and one by one took them into my mouth lapping at them as if I'd
been doing it all my life.  After a few minutes he gently pushed me away
and turned around allowing access to my little prick.  He easily took me to
the root including my unformed little sac and promptly took me out of
myself.  So caring. So gentle I was beside myself with the experience.  I
threw caution to the wind and went onto Dad's dick not caring about the
pungent smell. I wanted him! I needed his essence inside me! I needed it
NOW!

Oh that first time climax! NEVER forgotten, made so very special as it was
the lips of my Dad that took me there.  Whether my suction contributed to
anything, I'll never know but Dad came in my mouth almost instantly.  I
didn't do a very masterful job at swallowing but I did try. I guess I
wasn't expecting it but none the less we collapsed in a tangle of arms and
legs, totally wiped out not waking until the morning.


*****


This continued on and off for the next couple of years always culminating
in mutual blowjobs but he refused point blank to fuck me despite my being
more than happy to let him try. His reasoning was sound enough I suppose,
he was frightened he'd hurt me. The closest he got was to have me laying on
my tummy with his dick in between the tops of my legs and using some lube,
he would hump me until he was about to cum at which point we'd revert to
plan A and trade bjs'.

I was determined to experience the `real deal' so I started to befriend a
boy at my school who I believed to be gay.  My assumptions proved to be
correct and it wasn't too long before we started messing about with each
other.

To start with, getting screwed by him wasn't too good an experience mainly
due to our lack of knowledge but we persevered to the point where I
actually enjoyed it.  Especially I loved him cumming up inside me as it
made me slick and after he got his second wind, round two was perfection
and so on my thirteenth birthday I managed to persuade Dad into fully
experiencing me.

On my back with my feet over his shoulders, he pumped me full of KY and
then having slicked up his cock, pushed it slowly and gently at my hole.
His glans entered me on the second or third attempt. No real pain but being
probably twice the girth of my mate, he felt enormous!  I expelled all the
air from my lungs and tried to dilate my ring to its fullest which enabled
Dad to slip in a couple of inches inside me.  I winced, not with pain but
just the sheer size of him.  "Are you alright David? I'll stop right now if
you want."

"No! Don't stop! It's just you're so big. So much bigger than Stephen! Do I
feel okay for you?"

"I think I've gone to heaven son! I've never, ever felt anything quite as
good as this!"

This knowledge that I was making Dad feel so good spurred me on.  "More
Dad. Give me more! I want all of you!"

With that he pushed slowly forward until I could feel his pubes against my
balls and then stopped moving, both of us savouring the moment.  "I don't
think I'll last long Davey. God you feel wonderful. So damn tight!"

"It's okay Dad. Don't worry. Just give it all to me now and maybe later
you'll last a bit longer."

Dad started to gently fuck me. Good as his word he lasted only about a
minute before exploding inside me.  I could feel his dick expand followed
by a torrent of his cum jetting into my colon.

"Oh God Davey! I'm so very sorry. What have I done?"

"Made me very happy Dad! Thank you!" but the guilt washed through him as he
started to cry.

"I can't believe what I've done! Sullied my own son! Dear God forgive me!"

"What's to forgive? I wanted you to do me and you wanted me so where's the
problem? Dad I want you again and this time for longer, harder. Show me
what you can do. Breed me again Dad."

I think my dirty talking won him over as he started moving inside me once
again.  This time he wasn't so gentle as his tempo ramped up until he was
pounding my backside for all he was worth.  A strange new sensation was
boiling up inside me.  Somehow he was hitting something inside me sending
waves of pleasure through my young body and each time he touched whatever
it was, was bringing me ever closer to my own climax.  I tried to hold off
for as long as possible but I was not in control of things and so finally
the inevitable happened.  "Oh God! Dad I'm cumming...!"

Cum fairly spewed out of me and as I tensed up, riding the waves of my
climax, my sphincter tightened around his thick meat pushing him over the
edge into his second cum of the night.

This time there were no tears, no remorse, just cuddles and kisses until he
went soft and slipped out of me. No words were spoken. None were
needed. Sleep took over, both of us basking in the afterglow of fantastic
sex.


*****


We shared the same bed every night for the next twelve months, both of us
learning to become more adept at pleasuring each other as time progressed
to the point where we instinctively knew what each other wanted and needed
but I was growing up and had started to see girls in a different light and
Dad had started dating a lady he'd met at the gym.

We talked about both these things. We neither of us wanted things to change
but it was decided to take a break and see how thing went.

Dad started to bring Clair home and on those occasions she would share his
bed and I was happy for both of them.

For my part I started dating a girl from my school and now aged sixteen,
I've discovered the joys of sex with my girlfriend.

Since that discussion, Dad and I have never done anything sexual with each
other. We do sometime reminisce but neither of us harbour any guilt, far
from it. We are closer for it and the love we have one for the other will
I'm sure, transcend all others.


The End.


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