Daddy’s Pride and Joy – Tape 1 – Safe At Home (with Mr Lear and his son Maxx Lear)
It’s really tough to watch your child going through hell. You know that the pain they’re experiencing is likely to pass soon enough, but, at the same time, it’s impossible to forget the profound intensity of life at that age.
Maxx had been moping around for quite a while. He was obviously grappling with something pretty major and I knew the time had come for me to see if he wanted to open up about what was going on.
I sat him down next to me on the couch and the poor boy looked utterly broken. All I could think to do was shower him with love, so I pulled him into my arms and kissed his forehead tenderly and lovingly. Seeing him so vulnerable was incredibly triggering. I suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to protect the boy which was coupled with a rush of intense love for him.
I kissed his cheek lightly and he rubbed his nose against mine. The gesture suddenly felt incredibly intimate and then, all of a sudden, our lips were pressing against each other. I don’t know if I will ever be able to justify what we did or even be able to explain why it happened. It came entirely out of the blue. I swear I have never had any sexual feelings for Maxx before but, right at that moment, kissing him felt like the most natural thing in the world…
It wasn’t some sordid encounter. I’ve certainly had enough of them in my time. We weren’t all over each other like a pair of hungry sex addicts. Everything we did felt loving, tender and erotic. His kisses were beautiful. His lips were soft. The experience was engulfing.
Believe me, at any moment, either of us could have pulled away, and brought things to a stop, but at every hiatus, one of us would happily dive back in for more. My hand slid between his legs and over the rock hard bulge in his jeans. It was as I unzipped his fly and tentatively pulled out his erect penis that I realized we were crossing a line which would immediately and entirely redefine the nature of our relationship.
Maxx sighed pleasurably as I rubbed my palm over his huge dick. I guess I’d probably always been a little curious about how his dick might look erect and I’ll confess, I felt both pride and great relief to discover he was so well endowed! A big dick sets a boy up for life. (Well, it’s certainly never done me any harm!)
Gently licking the head of his cock was probably the point at which I realized my ticket to hell was bought and paid for, but, at that moment, I had an unquenchable desire to pleasure my boy. I wanted him to experience the beautiful body shivers which can be brought about by well-delivered head.
He asked if he could try to do the same to me, so I unzipped my flies and dropped my pants. My dick had been desperate to escape its cage ever since I’d first kissed the boy, so it literally bounced its way out of my underpants. Jaxx stripped naked and squatted nervously between my legs, glancing up at me with a tentative look on his face which seemed to say, “are we actually doing this?”
He treated my cock like a precious object, running his fingers delicately along its shaft before very gently kissing it. It was pretty clear that he’d done nothing like that ever before but I’m proud to say that he was something of a natural, seeming to instinctively understand the magical balance between suction and saliva! The longer he sucked, the hornier I felt.
I told him to get on the couch on all fours. I think he knew what was coming and asked me if it was right to do it. I told him that it was better than right, it was perfect, before gliding my tongue over his tight little hole to slowly coax it open. It tasted so good and clean and I instantly knew it was going to feel amazing wrapped around my dick. As I ate him out, there was a moment when the weight of what I was about to do suddenly hit me. Was this a profoundly selfish act? Was this gonna mess him up somehow or ruin our special father-son bond? But I was in too deep. I couldn’t stop.
I stood behind him and carefully lined my throbbing dick up with his hole before applying just enough pressure to enter him. I was as gentle as I could be. He was plainly experiencing a degree of discomfort but that seemed to be rapidly swept aside by desire. Taking my son’s virginity was a thought I’d never even entertained, but, at that moment, it felt like the most important and loving gesture in the world.
I picked up the pace and started grinding into him with a degree of force, which felt sensational. I pulled out and sat down on the couch before encouraging him to sit down on my lap so that he could control the depth and pace of his own penetration. I whispered words of encouragement in his ear and he felt so God damned good as he allowed me to slide further and further into him.
He suddenly asked if I was gonna cum inside him. I assumed it was something he wanted and I was getting pretty close, so I figured it was an option worth considering! I started banging him with more force as the semen rose in my balls… and then suddenly I felt it leaping out of my dick into his tight little ass. The very semen that made him was now gushing into him. It was a profoundly beautiful and life-changing moment. I hope for us both.
I held him and caressed him afterwards for as long as I could and he slowly drifted off to sleep in my arms.
