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My son tells of Megan’s boobs. We both enjoy that

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My Sunday morning shaving routine is disturbed when my son comes into the bathroom. What happened next was rather nice.

Before last Sunday morning, at around 9.26 a.m. (not that I’m recalling the precise moment with great fondness, lol) I had never tasted semen, not even my own.
Even more remarkable was that it was son’s.
14½-year-old Jake was a regular lad. I know he’d been dating a girl for a while, and there was no surprise in that because he was (is) a really good-looking lad. Like me he enjoys aerobic exercise and weights. He is now almost as tall as me, at 5’9”. His frame, which I had seen often in sports clothing and swim trunks, is very fine indeed. Well defined, slim, very slightly tanned from the outdoor fun of a sunny early summer.
I admired his body and his looks in general, though as his father never of course in a sexual way.
I myself considered myself straight, vanilla, ordinary, nothing unusual. Things that I fantasise about when my wife is away – like last weekend – revolve mainly around athletic, slim younger women. The apogee, for me, is the body of a young gymnast or – actually – a cyclist. I remember spectating on an under-15 girls’ road race, and as the peleton flew past me repeatedly on that short race circuit I was literally open-mouthed at the lycra clad perfection of slim frames, tight bottoms out of the saddle sprinting, and dozens of 32As flashing past squashed beneath those tight skinsuits that racing cyclists wear. I believe they wear then to be more aerodynamic, but goodness those young girls also must have realised the effect on dads, onlookers, spectators, race judges – everyone, male and probably a good few females – such was the beauty of their young forms. Anyway, I digress.
Sunday morning routine for me involved coffee, a shower, and then a good while grooming. I had shaved my face smooth, and also my nether regions. I shave everything below my tummy button all the way down and back to my bumhole, sometimes bending over awkwardly to reach that far back. I like being smooth; it is more comfortable when I myself am cycle racing in tight lycra; and also I am given to understand that a lot of women prefer it – my lady certainly goes.
A knock at the bathroom door from Jake.
“Dad, can I come in, please? I need a pee.”
“Sure, son, though I’ll be finished in a few minutes.”
“May I come in now?”
“Of course. As long as you don’t mind seeing me ‘al fresco’, lol.”
“Gosh, Dad, you look great.”
“Thanks, son.”
I continued my routine as he sat on the toilet having a pee.
“Dad, what’s that lotion you’re putting on?
“It’s lovely balm I found. Whenever I shave I put it on afterwards. Lovely and smooth, soothing.”
“Dad, can you maybe show me how to shave?”
I looked at his chin.
“Actually, I’d recommend you let that fluffy stuff grow a little more before you start shaving,” I said, clearly referring, perfectly innocently, to his face.
“No, Dad.’ He went cute, coy and shy. “I mean down there.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, yours looks cool, so I’d love to feel what it’s like smooth.”
“But you’ve hardly any hair there yet.”
“I know … but … please?”
How could I say no to a bonding moment; an educational opportunity; quality time that is likely to be memorable for both of us.
“Have a quick shower, then. I’ll finish off, put on a bathrobe and I can show you my shave routine. This first time I’ll do it all for you, ok?”
“Brill, thanks.”
So, fast forward. Jake is standing naked by the sink. I sit on the toilet seat. Now I use a traditional shaving brush and the best quality razors.
“This might tickle, son, but actually I always enjoy this part,” as I lathered up the brush, told hold of the tip of his – actually rather cute and not at all small – penis in my fingers, and started to apply the manly-scented foam to his pubic area. It was a pleasant experience for me, and I think for him because within a few moments his penis was now just showing signs of getting hard, no doubt because of the gentle bristles tickling in oh-so-nice places.
“Actually, son, it’s easier to shave if you’re a bit … erm … how do I say this … hard. Tell you what, you close your eyes and think of the sexiest girl you know while I begin to shave you? That should help.”
Goodness, that seemed to work as my left hand that was still holding his foreskin and tip felt a great deal more hardness than just a few moments before.
“Gosh, son, what or who are you thinking about?”
Without opening his eyes, he said quietly, “Actually it’s Megan.”
“Megan? From down the road. She’s only …” I paused.
“Twelve. I know, Dad, but she’s gorgeous.”
I had only seen her a few times, and yes she’s gorgeous. Brunette, slim, the smallest of boobs, wonderful smile and eyes that seemed to beckon everyone in.
“You haven’t, have you, son?”
“No, but I did see her with James. Dad, he had lifted her school blouse and I saw her topless. Dad, they were tiny but magnificent and beautiful, and soft, and conical, and …oh my god, I couldn’t take my eyes of them.”
Jake’s erection was now super hard, and I was able to shave all the hair away with ease. Goodness he felt smooth afterward.
“And, Dad, can I tell you something else?”
“Of course.”
“Megan has his thingy in her mouth, and he was rocking his hips back and forth. Then I nearly got caught watching and didn’t see any more. But that’s what I now think about more than anything else … Megan’s gorgeous boobs, and James’s face as he enjoyed her mouth.”
“Dad, some guys are bi, aren’t they?”
“Yes, son. Probably more than we know about.”
“What does a blowjob feel like, Dad?”
A little taken aback, but keen to be of as much help to him as I could, I tried to explain the beauty of the feeling. I talked and talked for a few minutes about how lovely it feels. Jake’s penis did not get softer as I was talking!
I didn’t say a word. I just looked at him in the eyes. Sitting on the toilet I was already at just the right height. I raised a questioning eyebrow and smiled slightly. He understood. Initially he took a small step backward, clearly a bit surprised, but also I think clearly musing about the opportunity. I was still holding the tip of his cock, though I had long finished shaving him. I moved a few millimetres, causing three things: first a little gasp; second, his foreskin to move back to reveal the soft but very hard crimson head beneath; and third it made up his mind.
Jake smiled, pressed ‘undo’ on that step backward.
I opened my mouth and tasted my very first penis. Wow, I had I know they felt that wonderful I would have tried years – decades – ago. Hard, yet such soft skin, warm and the perfect shape for oral explorations.
“Continue thinking about Megan, son, and feel free to describe her tits again for me.”
Jake obliged. My own cock was now rock hard, and I had no idea if that was because of the description of Megan’s chest and her more or less complete lack of boobs, or the fact that I was now thoroughly enjoying the experience.
“Dad, her tiny nipples … hard …” Jake couldn’t finish the sentence.
“Dad … nnnnnnn.”
I didn’t stop my movements. I hadn’t really realised but I was bobbing my head and licking the end of his cock, while instinctively I was tickling his balls and exploring back to his bumhole. I knew why Jake had stopped speaking.
I slowed my movements slightly. There was a 1-second pause. His eyes were closed, but mine were open looking at this fine teen body above me. After the pause an eruption. The feeling, the taste, the warmth, the pleasure, the utter wonderfulness of the moment, were all beyond my wildest imaginations. Early that morning, if you’d said I’d be loving swallowing my son’s semen I literally would not have believed you.
“Oh my god, Dad.”
That’s pretty much all we said. I took it all, licked him clean, smiled and thanked him. He thanked me, too, of course, very much indeed. But my thanks carried huge significance.
Does that make us both bi, then? Who knows. Would I give another bj? For sure. Would I like Jake or someone else to do the same for me? I’m warming to the idea.
Shave a teen lad. I’d recommend it. A lot.Lol.

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  • Reply MystyGardens ID:1a4kzeo38i

    What a delightful story.
    Well written.
    I felt like I was there.