Date: Tue, 12 Dec 2006 02:50:32 +0000 From: Monty A Subject: Afternoon Off Work - Part Three The next morning, Jake woke up around 8:30. Thinking about the previous evening when his son Mark sucked his cock, believing he was asleep made him hard. But he didn't want to masturbate, much less cum right now. He took a quick shower, dried himself and went down to the kitchen for breakfast. He didn't bother getting dressed; he had decided he would remain nude all day long. After all, after what his son had done to him the night before there was no longer any reason to hide his body under uncomfortable clothes. He ate breakfast. When he was done he went to the front door, opened it slightly to make sure no one was around and quickly grabbed his morning paper. He went back to the kitchen, sat at the table and laid out the paper in front of him. Mark woke up and looked at the clock beside his bed. It was 9:30. As usual, the house was quiet. He enjoyed being alone in the house on Friday's. It was the day he caught up on all his homework. He liked to keep his weekends free to spend with his friends. Today was a bit different though. He wasn't thinking about his homework, he was thinking about his father and his cock and the fact he sucked him dry last night when he arrived home. He still couldn't believe that he had swallowed all his father's cum. His cock got hard, and he started masturbating. He stroked his cock with his right hand and pulled on his balls with his left. His cock got harder and became fully erect. Precum started flowing from his piss slit. Once in a while, he'd stop stroking to wipe the precum from his cockhead and lick his fingers dry. He loved the taste of his precum. He kept on stroking and soon his cock was ready to explode. He pushed his ass off the bed, his cock pointing straight at the ceiling and with a loud grunt he shot his load all over his stomach. He then scooped all his cum with his fingers and licked them clean, until all the cum was gone. He got out of bed and walked naked to the bathroom. He peed and went on his way to the kitchen. His limp cock was swinging back and forth as he walked. He entered the kitchen. "Good morning, son!", he heard his father say. He just about died. He thought he was alone in the house. "Dad, what are you doing here?" he asked, trying to hide his cock. "I decided to take the day off" he said. "I'd better get dressed" Mark said. "Don't bother" Jake said "I'm not wearing anything either." With that he got up and asked "Want some coffee?" and proceeded to serve Mark a cup of coffee. Mark stared at his father's cock and felt a stirring in his own cock. "Here sit down, I'll get make you some toast" said his father. Mark sat down and watched as his dad placed two pieces of bread in the toaster. Jake then brought the peanut butter, a plate and a knife and placed them in front of Mark. Mark couldn't take his eyes off his father's cock and low-hanging balls. He felt his own cock start to rise. He thanked god he was sitting. When the toasts were ready, Jake brought them to the table and placed them in Mark's plate and went back to his seat. Mark slowly ate his breakfast, not saying a word, not knowing what to say. Jake just kept reading his paper. When he was done eating, Mark was about to bring his empty plate back to counter, but he hesitated. His cock was still hard. He looked at his father and saw that his head was down, still reading the paper. He finally got up, his hard cock pointing straight and parallel to the floor. His cock was about eight inches long and had a nice set of balls hanging below. Precum glistened on the tip of his cock. As he approached the counter his father asked him to pour him some more coffee. Mark hesitated and grabbed the coffee pot. He turned around and approached his father, his cock still hard and pointing forward. When he reached the table he saw that the cup was on the other of his father and that he would have to reach in front of him to pour the coffee. He got closer, reached down and started pouring. His cock was hanging over the table very close to his father. His father leaned back and spread his legs slightly, rubbing his left leg against Mark's leg. Just as Mark was about to finish pouring the coffee, Jake reached over with his left hand for the sugar on the table, but as he did so, he rubbed his hand against the tip of Mark's cock. A strand of precum formed between Mark's cock and Jake's hand. "Sorry" said Jake and brought his hand to his mouth and licked off the precum. "That's OK" said Mark. He stood there a minute wondering if this was a dream or reality. A long strand of precum was hanging from his cock. His father saw it, grabbed his son's cock with his left hand and pulled forward to release more precum. With his right hand, he wiped Mark's cock and then licked his hand. He then grabbed his cup of coffee and took a sip. He was still sitting back in his chair and Mark saw that his father's cock was hard and pointing upward, its ten inches releasing precum also. Jake saw that Mark was staring at his cock and looked down. Seeing the precum, he said "Like father, like son I guess" and winked at him. Mark was still holding the coffee pot in his hand and felt kind of awkward. He returned it to the counter and turned to face his father again. His cock was now pointing straight up like his father's and leaking a steady stream of precum. "Come here" his father said and reached his hand. When Mark was close enough, Jake grabbed his son's cock and started stroking. "This will help release the tension". Almost immediately, Mark shot his load. Sperm shot onto his father's chest and onto the table. Some even landed in his father's coffee cup. When Mark was done shooting, Jake started masturbating his own cock with his hand which was covered with Mark's cum. It just took a few shakes and he too started shooting. He leaned back and shot his load on his chest, mixing his cum with his son's. "Wow" he said and scooped the cum on his chest with his hand. He then scraped the cum into his coffee cup and took a sip. "Great coffee" he said, again winking at his son. He got up and slapped his son's bottom and asked "How about a swim". "Sure" answered Mark and they both ran into the yard and jumped in the pool. It was great start to a great day.