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 Son and Man in Ocean (Mb)

   I was told to start with my story, to use the truth and then embellish
to bring out the fantasies that I experienced with it.  Great advice from a
great person, thanks Julie Damom.  Also thanks to her from proofing for me.
As always these are just fantasy for your enjoyment.  I will not say how
much is truth and how much is fantasy as that might shock a great many of
you.

   Please feel free to email me: misty1982@hushmail.com



   My son.

   Lets start with one of my sons.  He is 10 and as I have started to
realize a boylovers dream.  Cute, lithe, sweet, and more willing than I
ever let myself admit.  He is exactly 4'6" tall, and weighs exactly 68
pounds.  Mothers know these things at all times.  He has brown hair that he
loves to style in different ways.  I never know which style I am going to
see when he comes down for his morning bowl of cereal.  He and I prefer to
keep it longer, but occasionally we cut it close in the heat of the summer.
His eyes are very blue and very pretty.  I have been told that staring into
them is a sexual experience, of course I have only been told this by my
perverted friends.  He has a dainty body that is just highlighted with the
occasional bump that gives glimpses of his muscles.  Small ears, small nose
and rosy cheeks complete the face of perhaps the cutest boy in the world. I
know what's important to you guys reading this so yes he is cut with a very
cute little penis.  and his ass has been stared at many many times.  It is
small as he is small, but he has these awesome dimples on each side of his
bum that (someone told me) hint at how tight his ass can squeeze even the
smallest of cocks.  I guess overall he is a pretty typical skinny boy with
a very cute face.  His name is Cooper.

   When I read Julie Damom's story about men staring at her kids at the
mall and such my eyes were open.  I started to watch guys when closer and
closer and I started to notice the quick glances that I never saw before.
What I started to do is to walk well behind Cooper so that when people
passed him I could still see if they turned their heads to look back at
him. And fuck me wouldn't you know it there are more perverts out there
than I ever dreamed.  Not every guy would look over his shoulder at
Cooper's shapely ass, but guaranteed every trip out I would at least notice
1, and usually quite a few more than that.  All ages, all shapes, some with
their families and some who looked like they just left a rapist convention.
What I found even more shocking is that I felt proud seeing these men look
over their shoulders to stare at my sons ass.  Like I was Picasso and they
were praising the beauty of my art.  I also found myself letting my mind go
more and more to places that I have fought for so long.  Picturing what
these men wanted to do with Cooper was leaving me with unfulfilled desires
and ever increasing wicked thoughts.

   I live about 30 minutes from the beach and we make frequent trips there.
Cooper has these white board shorts that are translucent when they get wet.
His small pink cock can be seen clearly through them and they hug his ass
so perfectly that all his curves are on display.  Cooper loves to run
around in the waves and for all his jumping, squealing and screaming you
would think he is more girl than boy.  Todays routine was no different than
any other days.  I put our blanket down while cooper quickly kicked off his
sandals, threw his shirt at me and ran towards the water.  I laid on my
side facing the water so I could see him and noticed a young man also
keeping an eye on Cooper for me.  This young man was probably 23ish and had
a pretty nice build to him.  His bleached hair, open pink shirt and flashy
earring did their job at telling the world he was gay.

   The man would walk up the beach pretty briskly then slow when he was
near Cooper staring at my boy and smiling like he was just enjoying the fun
the boy was having in the waves.  Maybe if he passed just once I would have
bought that, but after several trips with his feet slowing almost to a stop
now as he looked Cooper up and down I knew what his mind was thinking. 
Cooper came just out of the water where his favorite thing to do was to
build moats and holes for the water to fill in.  He loved to dig in the
sand, which lucky for this man who was so found of watching Cooper meant
that my boy would be down on his hands and knees ass up in the air as his
head was buried in the sand.  In a perfect position for a good eye fucking.
Of course that's exactly what this man did to Cooper, I saw him quicken his
pace from down the beach and then again slow to almost a complete stop when
he neared cooper.  I became increasingly enthralled and horny as I watched
this man adjust his cock as he continued to stare down at my sons small
ass. Every time he passed Cooper I kept hoping for more, something else
that would increase my excitement more.  I don't know if I wanted him to
mount Cooper right there in the sand, but I knew that I wanted something
more to happen.

   Cooper for his part started to notice this mans attention and would look
up at him with those pretty blue eyes and flash a toothy smile before
burying himself back in the sand.  Cooper loved men to talk to him, but was
always very shy about it.  He has probably spent hours just staring and
smiling at men hoping that they would strike up a conversation or play with
him.  Today Cooper got his wish.  I couldn't tell what the man was saying
to Cooper, but I am sure it was something pretty benign like "nice hole you
dug there".  Cooper stood and started to shyly respond to this mans
prompts. Mom's of boys know all to well what there sons look like when they
get these man crushes.  We don't admit that its flirting, but that is
exactly what it is.  Our sons flirt with men, looking them in the eyes,
batting their eye lashes, giving big smiles and laughing at even the
non-funniest of comments.

   After a few moments, Cooper ran up to be and told me he was getting back
in the water.  I told him have fun and I am sure he didn't hear me as he
was already in the water by the time I finished speaking.  The man took off
his shirt and glasses and was in the water with Cooper, just out past the
point where the waves break they were swimming and talking with lots of
laughs.  It didn't take long for me to see this man start to get closer and
closer to Cooper and then to start to find interesting ways of touching
him. I gasped as I saw him reach over and tenderly swipe the hair away from
Cooper's forehead.  The longer they played in the water the more familiar
they became.  Cooper started to climb up this mans back and the man started
to toss Cooper this way and that.  I saw my son now riding this man around
the water, first on the man's back, then Cooper was in the front with his
arms around the mans neck and legs wrapped around him.  The man was no
longer playing with Cooper, just holding him there close.  At first you
would have thought father and son, with the dad tenderly holding the boy to
him in the waves.  Then the longer you would look the more you would see
two lovers holding each other close, lost in each others company.  I saw
the man get bolder and bolder now having his hand on my sons ass pulling
the boy in close and I noticed them getting farther and farther away from
shore.  Now only Cooper's and the man's head could be seen and it was left
up to my imagination to decide what was happening under the water.

   My imagination is pretty vivid, but their faces gave more away than they
would have known.  I could tell when the man first freed his cock under the
water and I could tell when Cooper must have first wrapped his hand around
it.  I saw the shoulder movement of Cooper and the man's eyes wide in se as
Cooper must have started to jack his cock up and down.  I saw Coopers
occasionally gasp as I knew the man was returning the favor and giving
Cooper's small cock a good feeling.  I was still shocked when I saw them
split apart for a moment and watched as the man tried to loosen my boys
suit.  The more the man tried to hide what he was actually doing the more
comical it became.  With Cooper looking directly down as the man tried to
act nonchalant and look around like he was searching for seagulls.  He must
have finally accomplished his goal as I saw him pull my boy back into him
and saw his elbows rise and then fall as he obviously pushed my sons shorts
down.  I think this man was very clearly and ass man and wasted no time in
fondling my boys lovely bum.  I saw the man pull Cooper in close and tell
him something then a moment later I saw Coopers yelp and eyes grow large. I
knew the man just pushed a finger inside my son.  They both stayed still
for a few moments then the man must have gotten over any of Coopers
objections as I saw more pain appear on Coopers face and saw the man's
shoulder twitch at a pretty rapid pace.  This man was finger fucking Cooper
with lots of enthusiasm and I could tell the man's only focus now was
getting off.  All of the niceness was gone and he must have figured he put
in the work already and now it was time for his reward.  I could tell that
Cooper was doing his best to jerk this man off while his ass was being
violated by what was probably now two large fingers.

   From the shore and over the waves I heard my boy yelp in pain as I
assume the man must have pushed his fingers hard and deep into Cooper's
virgin ass.  I knew instantly that the man was cumming and I think I
breathed for the first time as I realized my own orgasm was just there on
the edge.  I watched as the man returned to the nice guy my son was
flirting with earlier and he must have returned to stroking my son's little
cock as Cooper was obviously thrusting into something below the water.  All
too soon though I saw the man clearly pull Cooper's suit back into place
and start to create some distance between them.  I know all too well what
it feels like to be let loose after a man gets what he wants from you and
Cooper was now seeing this first hand.  I watched as the man left my son in
the ocean, grabbed his shirt and sunglasses from the beach and walked away.


   Saying that I was tempted to ask my son how he enjoyed his finger
fucking on the ride home is an understatement.  I wanted to hear all the
details and to know what he was feeling.  But I remained silent and after
my own excitement faded I started to feel bad that my son was used in such
an open manner.  I also was wishing that I could find a way to see a man
use and fuck my son.  That is a different story though.

   UPDATE: I can now confirm that parts of this story are indeed very true.
Where I once thought I had let my imaginiation run wild, I now know that my
son was indeed molested by that man in the ocean.  It was fully consensual
mind you, but my son jacked the man off and yes the man did take liberties
with both my son's ass and his cock in the water.  What I did not see, and
did not know is that my son and this man spent time together alone in the
bathroom as well.  There my son became a cocksucker and the man taught him
how to please and worship a cock with his mouth and tongue.  My son did not
like it when the man held onto his head whiel he jammed most of his cock
down into his throat and came.  My son says he cried when that happened as
he thought he was going to suffocate and did not understand what was
happening.  I explained to Cooper that all men did this when they were
close to cumming and that it was just a natural thing to occur.  I am glad
my son shared and opened up with me, he actually wants to keep going back
to that same beach spot in the hope of him running into his older friend
again.