Date: Wed, 30 Aug 2006 09:19:00 EDT
From: MvpmanSE@aol.com
Subject: Adam's Awakening -- Part Two

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Adam's Awakening -- PART II by Tripper "Trip" Clarke

Jake had just given his youngest son, Adam, his first blow-job from another
man.  Jake rested his head in his son's crotch savoring the fresh smell of
teen cum mixed with the sweat that pearled on his son's course bush.  Adam
still breathing hard, instinctively placed his hand on his dad's head and
stroked his thick mane of black hair.

"Oh, Dad, that was incredible," Adam mumbled.

"It's just the beginning, son."  Jake lifted his head and looked into his
son's eyes.  "I love you, son, very much, and would never do anything to
hurt you.  You know that don't you?"

"Of course, I know that Dad."

"The only thing I've ever wanted for my sons is that they would be
completely at ease with me and comfortable with themselves.  Your brother
was afraid you'd be disappointed in him if you knew he was gay and in love
with Joey.  I begged him to come clean with you, that you'd love him
regardless, but he just couldn't take that risk.  He adores you, Adam.  And
so does Joey."

"I could never be disappointed in Will, or Joey for that matter.  I love
them both. "

"I know that."

Jake stood up in front of his son.  His thick uncut dick was at half staff
and dripping with precum from the uncut sheath that almost completely
covered his plum-sized head.  Adam gazed at his dad's manhood and slowly
took the heavy tube into his hand.

"Dad, I've always wanted to do this," Adam admitted as he slid the foreskin
back and forth gently.

"It's here for you, son."

Slowly Adam leaned into Jake's crotch and licked a thick drop and the sweet
viscous dick nectar from his dad's swelling shaft.  Adam's nostrils filled
the aroma of manscent -- sweat, precum, and piss.  The fragrance was
familiar to him.  So many times even as a young boy Adam had enjoyed
sniffing his dad's sweaty briefs or jock strap in his gym bag.  Now that
intoxicating smell emanated not from cotton or mesh, but from the manly
bush and anatomy in front of him.  Opening his mouth he took his dad's
rigid fuck pole into his teen mouth, instinctively he covered his teeth
with his lips and began to nurse more and more of the beautiful love hose
into his mouth.

"Oh, son!  That feels so wonderful," Jake moaned as he threw back his head,
his big hands tenderly taking his son's bobbing forehead guiding it loving
down on his throbbing manhood.

"Hmmmm, umpf, hmmmm," Adam moaned as he hungrily sucked the love juices
from his dad's dick.

"Lick my balls, son.  Taste my cum sac."

Obediently and with fervor the handsome teen began to lap on the full cum
tanks hanging heavily between his dad's legs.  He took each big egg into
his mouth and rolled it around tugging on the hairy bag like a calf nursing
a heifer for the first time.

"Easy, easy, son."  You'll make me cum if you keep that up."

"I want you to cum, Dad.  I want to taste you.  Every part of you."

"Indeed you will, son.  In time...in a damn short time."

With that Jake lifted his son up from his steamy crotch and kissed him
deeply and passionately.  "Let's go to my bed, son.  It's time for us to
seal this deal."

Adam followed his dad up the stairs his eyes fixed on the hairy melons of
man ass.  It was all Adam could do to not bury his tongue in his the crack
of that furry crack.  His dick jerked with anticipation.



As Adam walked through the door of his dad's bedroom, the master suite, he
knew he was crossing the threshold into a new awareness; indeed, a new way
of living.  He saw the room in a new way.  The large, but unobtrusive
entertainment center with surround sound was positioned to give a clear
view of the screen from the large California king-sized bed comfortably
laid beneath dimmed spot lights.  The mirrored wall that led into the
walk-in wardrobe room and the tiled master bath had never seemed
significant before.  Adam followed his hunky father into the room. He
admired Jake's hairy buttocks as he slid the mirrored doors open and walked
through the wardrobe area into the bathroom.  Adam's eyes wandered around
the room and noticed the anchored orbs at each corner of the room and in
the middle over the 55" flat wall mounted screen.  Cameras? He wondered.
He heard the water running in the bathroom, and found his dad standing in
front of the open shower stall that was spacious enough for four people
with two sets of shower heads.  Jake tested the water temperature spraying
from the handset attached midway up on one tiled wall.

"Come on in, son, the water's fine," Jake turned toward his dazed son
pointing the way into the steamy shower stall.  "A hot shower will do us
both good."

"Dad?  What's that?"  Adam was asking about the slender nozzle his dad held
in his hand.  A light spray of water flowed from the elongated tube.

"Just come on in, son."

Adam stepped into the stall.  The warm water spraying down from the
stainless steel ceiling-mounted shower heads washed over his head and down
onto his muscular frame.  Jake took his place under the adjacent shower
head and began to anoint his hairy chest and torso from a bottle of liquid
soap.  The fragrance of eucalyptus mixed with the herbal scent of rosemary
filled the steamy stall.  Adam loved the smell of his dad's bathroom.  Now,
he knew why.  The aroma was richly masculine and clean-smelling.  Jake
squirted an ample portion over his son's broad shoulders and smooth chest
and abs.  His big hands massaged the musky cream into his son's pecs and
abs.

"Hmmmmmmm," Adam moaned, " that feels so damn good."

Jake's hand skillfully massage his son's chest down his side and rubbed the
lotion of foam down his waist and onto his firm buttocks.  Adam
instinctively buried his face into his dad's hairy chest and hugged him
firmly.  Jake kissed the top of his son's head and began to knead each of
the jock's firm butt cheeks with his big hands.  Adam's rock hard dick
pressed hard against his dad's full course bush.  With masterful ease
Jake's middle fingers began to massage the teen's anus.

"Oh! Hmmmm!" Adam purred pushing his muscular melons back against his dad's
palms.

With his soaped up right finger Jake slipped easily into his son's tight
orifice.  Adam sucked in his breath as the thick middle finger gently
probed and massaged his son's hole just shy of full penetration.  Adam's
love ring pulsated with delight and dread.

"Easy, easy, son," Jake reassured, " Just relax and enjoy this."

"Oh, Dad, I AM enjoying it.  Way too much!"

Jake chuckled with mild amusement.  "There's so much more to come, son."


END

Part III to follow.  Your comments are valued.  Email the author at
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