He came over to spend the night. I took us naked, sat him on my lap. Lean back on me son, let me help you with that. I showed him a few techniques, whispering and licking his neck and ears while he spread his cheeks to accommodate me. I didn't penetrate him, just precum on his rim.

When he was ready, on the edge, I let him take control. "I'm cumming daddy, oh god fuck yes!!!" Did exactly what I told him, kept his fingers away from the cock head, squeezed the shaft and shot his load all over himself, then played the head saying fuck fuck fuck until he started to go soft.

No towel or washcloth for that. Cleaned him up with my fingers into my mouth while he twitched like a tween saying oh god oh god.

Stood him up, dropped to my knees, licked him clean, THAT took a few minutes, stood up and gave him a little taste of his love.

I was on the edge myself by then. My hands on his shoulders, he dropped to his knees, hands behind his back, ankles crossed. My boy did all right things, lips tight on my shaft, tongue working my head. My plans to seed him went out the window. I put one hand behind his neck to pull him in, the other on the top of his head for the action and fed him my love. He swallowed most of it, just a little dripped out down his chin with a lot of spit. I looked down on my porn starlet, he looked up at me with watery eyes. I love you, son. Couldn't help but give a few more pumps.

Mirrors are helpful. I saw him getting hard again while I was finishing up. Laid him out on the bed, cute soft and smooth legs spread. Sucked that cute little loving cock dry while finger fucking him and playing with his cute little balls. Tasted so sweet.

He isn't a crybaby, but he cried like I did the first time I had an emotional experience like that at his age. I poured his rubber body into bed and tucked myself in with him. As he drifted off to sleep he said you still owe me seed then I will be grown up n yours. I love the romantics, sigh...

I got up early, set the table, made him breakfast, reminded him of the art of conversation, that his big head is as important as his little head.

Next time I'll teach him the art of anal. There is more to it than just planting the seed, son.