Date: Sat, 9 Apr 2011 13:33:03 -0700 (PDT) From: J S Subject: The Football Party Part 7 The following is a continuation of my life's events and I would appreciate it if it be kept here, where I have allowed it to be displayed. Thanks. The following morning we woke up together, my son in my arms and the juices that our bodies had made now dry on our bodies. I woke up with the sun shining on my face and when I looked down at my chest, I saw Ryan's face on my right pec, his brown hair as beautiful as it could ever be. I started to yawn and not wanting to wake my son up, I laid there, feeling his soft skin against my own. Man, the love for that feeling, it's one I never get tired of. To know that I helped create this handsome guy, that he holds my blood and he loves me in a way that not many others would understand, it surprises me still. I moved the tip of my fingers against Ryan's arm and back, feeling the incredibly soft skin that he had. Knowing that he would soon be going off to college, I thought of spending the time we had with as much happiness as we could. Once he went to college, he would definitely meet other guys and mess around, feeling the attraction to someone his own age and sure enough, I would become someone in his memory even though I was still his father and didn't plan on going anywhere myself. I just imagined as I laid there that morning of what Ryan's life would be like as he got older. The man he would meet and want to spend the rest of his life with. The one's who would break his heart. I knew that he was going to have it much easier than I did growing up, and with him being so sure of himself, he was going to have a good time as he went through his adulthood on his own. Sometimes I wondered what the rest of my life would look like. "Morning," I heard his voice say, startling me out of my future thoughts. "Hey buddy," I said, loving the way it came out of me, wanting him to know that I was happy. "It's morning again," he said and snuggled even more to my bare chest. "I know, want to get up?" "Not yet," he said moving his hand over my chest, his palm messing with the small amount of chest hair I had. "Last night was good," I said, finally being the first to mention something. "I know," he said looking up at me now. "I love it every time we do something. I really do." "Me too, it's something I missed these past few days." "Yeah," Ryan said and I could tell he didn't want to talk about the past, not yet anyway. "Let's get up," I said not wanting the awkward silence to stay long. We stood up and in the sun light that was coming into our room, I saw his perfectly muscled body in all its glory. The way Ryan's chest had developed, the thighs he had, the calves he displayed, and his flaccid dick was enough to make me wish I was a teenager again so that I could spend the rest of my life with him if things worked out between us. "Fucking stud," Ryan said when he looked at me and I had to smile at his comment. He actually made me blush and the way his eyes looked at me from the bottom up, made me hard. "We should shower," I said and he nodded, going into the bathroom connected to my room and turning on the water. I followed him and he was already under the water. I stepped inside and he let me get some of the morning shower water on me. I stood under the jet of water and felt Ryan's hands on my body as he was standing close to me and spreading the water more if it was possible. "We should just get ready," I said, wanting to continue on with us but I knew we had times to keep up with. "All right," he said and started to shampoo his hair. When he had his eyes closed I took the time to look at him, from the bottom up as well and he reminded me so, so much of when I was a teenager, already with muscles that I had developed on my own and a nice dick that anyone I got with loved. I am just so proud of this man and to know that he takes so much after me makes me want to cry this second. When I came to my senses I started to shampoo my hair as well and soon we were out of the shower, naked and wet. We grabbed the towels and started to dry ourselves, our dicks jiggling wherever our bodies moved. I tell you, nothing is hotter than seeing a guy's dick jiggle right in your face. "So what are your plans for the day?" I said to him as we walked to the bedroom. "I just have practice but I might take a movie with some of the guys, that cool?" "Sure, go ahead. I'll be home late tonight too, so just be safe." "Got it," Ryan said to me and then left the bedroom for his room where he would finish getting ready. I was already thinking of calling Scott again since Ryan would be busy tonight. I swear my dick needed to be taken care of, to cum again but I needed to take a hold of myself so to say and I finished getting ready and left for downstairs where I was going to just leave. "Bye dad," Ryan said to me when he came out of his room and I was gathering my keys and wallet. "See you buddy," I said and left the house. Throughout my drive all I could think of was what I was doing with Ryan in the nights when we should have been sleeping. I really do love what we do and how he loves it as much as I do, even though I think that he loves it more since he initiated the entire thing and now continues to be the one to call me to him. Hard dick in expensive pants driving an expensive car, yeah, I felt good this morning. I got to work and when I had returned my messages and calls and checked the emails, I looked at my phone and looked to S. Scott. I dialed the number and got his voicemail. I left him a message, a simple one that no one could think anything sexual to be going on between the two of us. It wasn't until two hours later that I got his call back when I had returned from the bathroom. "Hello," I said, feeling nervous as if I were a teenager calling someone I liked but was too nervous to be cool with. "Hey, what's going on?" "Not much, how are you?" "I'm great. I thought you weren't going to call me back. I just thought it was a onetime thing the way I thought you were avoiding me." "Not at all, I've just been extremely busy at work. I just found the minute to call you this morning and I was wondering if you wanted to get together again." "And do what?" "I don't know, talk some more? Get to know each other a little better? "And that's it?" "Well, what do you want?" I said to him, wanting him to tell me he wanted it. "I want to hang out too," he said giving a small laugh. I knew he had a sense of humor then and it made me feel more at ease. "Where do you want to meet?" I asked him. "Just come over to my place, tonight," he said. "All right, I get off work at seven, so I might be there around eight, that all right?" "Sure, I get off work at five," he said. "What do you do?" I asked him, realizing I didn't know what he did. (He told me what he did and I told him what I did when he asked me, so I can't write it here for obvious reasons.) "All right, see you later," I said and hung up, feeling excited for the day to go on. Sure enough it go to be time to leave and I was one of the first out of our floor. I got in my car and all through the drive I was massaging my dick, getting it a little hard and then letting it get soft before I messed with myself again. I drove into Scott's driveway and walked to his door where I then knocked. He opened the door in a pair of jeans and a track jacket. "Where are you coming from?" I asked him. "Nowhere, this is how I dress around the house," he said and allowed me to walk in. I walked in and when he closed the door behind him, he was the first to grab my face and kiss me. I smiled and let his fresh breath mix with mine. Our tongues wrestled one another's and soon we were on his couch, his hands unbuttoning my shirt and I grabbing his face as he continued to kiss. He took off my suit jacket and shirt off at the same time and I sat there on his couch in my shoes and dress pants, bare chest out for him to move his hands over it. "Fuck, I missed your body," Scott said and then he allowed me to take his track jacket off along with his t-shirt. He looked so good in just his jeans and the two of us then continued to kiss, our dicks hard and in pain from the fabric of our clothing. "Let's go to the bedroom," he said. "Why don't we fuck here?" I said and then caught his smile. "All right," he said and started to rub his hand over the top of my pants. He was furiously rubbing against me and I was kissing his mouth and touching his chest, feeling the manlier body that he had. I moved my lips to his tanned skin and started to kiss him, remembering the second that we had first done it. "Get naked," he said and I was one to oblige in such a situation so I started to take my pants off and he was undoing his jeans and letting them fall to the ground with his boxers. I saw his naked body once more and instantly brought him to my face and started to take his hardening dick into my mouth. "Fuck, " Scott said as he started to move his hands through my soft hair. I had my eyes closed as I took him in and I reveled in his taste, letting him know how much I wanted his dick and how glad I was to be getting it. "You haven't done this in a while, have you? You're so determined," Scott said and al I could do was smile in my mind. I was sucking on his hard dick as if I were to do it for the last time. I loved having a man around my age to pleasure and as I continued to suck him, I moved my hands to his ass cheeks and started to play with his skin and grabbed onto him with force. He forced more of him into my mouth and I gladly took him in. I then pulled my mouth away and with my hand I started to jerk him off, to give him a tease of how good I can make him feel, even more. "Yeah," Scott moaned and I delighted in his words of encouragement. Scott then pushed me back onto his soft couch and got down to his knees where it was now his turn to take my dick in. He started doing this crazy technique that I had never had done to me so it was amazing to say the least. He would open his mouth and take my entire cock in but he would never close his mouth and then he would quickly retract himself from me and do it again and again. He did it more and more and pretty soon the hot and cold feeling on my dick was making me uncomfortable and I kept his mouth on my cock and he started to properly suck it then. He was so good too, I had almost forgotten the way he could take my dick and suck it for all it was worth to him. His hand was under my balls as he sucked me and I moaned so much that he eventually had to bring his finger to my mouth to keep me quiet. I nodded at him and then he continued on to make me feel so fucking good. "Fuck me," he said then as he jerked on me a few more times with his hand enclosing my entire dick. "All right," I said and he stood up and went to his television and took a condom that was resting on top of it. "You were ready huh?" I said with a small smile as I moved my hand over my wet dick. "Yeah," he said and started to put the condom on for me. I loved the way his hands were so delicate but at the same time there was no mistaking that he was a man. When he put the condom on he grabbed the bottle of lube that he had under the coach and applied a ton to my enclosed dick. I shivered from the cold feeling and Scott laughed as he gave me the bottle and exchanged positions with me. He sat on the couch and opened his legs, his dick pointing horizontally from him, not touching the couch seat. I stood up and got down on my knees and started to apply a generous amount of lube to my hands and started to massage it into his asshole. He was so warm and inviting that I wanted to just fuck him with my hand. I started to insert two fingers at first, knowing he would find it surprising and sure enough he did. He smiled at me and I then stood and lifted his legs to put them on my shoulders and I started to slowly enter him again. I put my dick head in him and then pushed all the way through. He moaned in ecstasy and I felt his ass cheeks close around me. I slid in and out, the fucking rhythm on its way to orgasm. Scott was taking my entire length in him and I had my ball sac hitting his ass. The sweat was starting to accumulate on his chest and I felt it start on my head and slowly work its way down to my chest and entire body. I was so fucking hot and Scott was even hotter. He kept his eyes open to me the entire time, giving me the reactions that my hard cock was giving him as I pounded his fucking tight ass over and over. "You're so fucking good!" Scott moaned after some minutes and I responded by slamming myself harder into him. His moans were sending me to the edge and to stop myself I would slow down and slide in and out of him with longer intervals but it was so difficult seeing as how he was wanting me to cum. I wanted to as well but I couldn't stop fucking him. I looked down at him and I saw his dick was so fucking hard. It was bouncing all over the place, never resting. I wanted to suck it when I saw it but didn't want to stop fucking him so I did what I could and moved my hand to his dick and jerked him for a few seconds before he told me no. "I'm going to cum if you do that," he said and I slid in as hard as I could. He moaned and then told me he was closer to his orgasm. "I want to cum together," I said and started to move my hands over his legs and feel the hair they had on them. He was so fucking masculine. "Shit!" Scott screamed and I pulled out of him and took the condom off and moved my dick to his own. I had us together and together the two of us jerked our hard dicks until we were cumming at basically the same time. Scott's mouth was opened and his face was pure pleasure. My legs were shaking and I leaned into him as we came on his chest and the bursts that erupted from us was so intense. When we were finished, I smiled down at him and sat down next to him on the couch. "You... hot fucker," Scott said and I smiled at him. Scott leaned over to kiss me and I felt the sweat on his face as our cheeks sweat mixed with one another's. "Let's go shower," Scott said and before we did, I grabbed some of the cum from his stomach and brought it to my lips and let myself taste it. What a fucking day.