Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2017 07:39:08 -0400
From: GH Jock <ghjock8@gmail.com>
Subject: Helping My Step-Son - Chapter 25

Helping My Step-Son

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Chapter 25

I grabbed Jeremy's hand and whispered, "Let's go to our room." As we
silently headed upstairs, I placed my hand on my son's ass and pushed a
finger inside his cum-filled hole. I was going to fill it with even more
cum within the next hour. But I would do so in the privacy of our own room.

Before shutting the door, I stepped onto the landing and gave Ryan and
Hector one last look. I smiled as I saw the teacher and his former student
lying on the couch together, continuing to make out. I hoped they enjoyed a
night of exploration.

I stepped back into our room and saw my jockstrap-clad step-son lying on
the bed waiting for me. I shut the door and jumped onto the bed next to
him. "That went better than expected, didn't it?"

Jeremy grasped my cock and balls and gently fondled them. "Yeah,
definitely. I thought maybe he'd let Uncle Ryan suck him off. I didn't
expect him to fuck me."

I rolled Jeremy onto his back and lay on top of him, enjoying the feeling
of his smooth young body beneath mine. "I'm pretty sure he has thought
about fucking your ass before tonight. My guess is that seeing me fuck you
is what pushed him over the edge."

Jeremy ran his hands down my back, "It was fun being his first. Lisa's
stupid for saying `no' to that guy."

I kissed my son's neck while I pulled his legs up, "Well, Hector did admit
at one point that he hadn't really wanted to fuck her anyway."

Jeremy said, "I wish you could have done more with him. You did all the
work but got the least amount of payoff."

I nibbled my son's earlobe and responded, "It's OK. I got to stroke his
cock and play with his nipples a little bit. Oh! And I fingered his hole
for a few seconds."

Jeremy sighed and pressed his body against mine, reacting to the
stimulation of my tongue in his ear. As if losing his ability to think or
speak clearly, he muttered, "Maybe... you'll get... another chance..."

I slid down my son's torso, holding his legs up so his ass was pointed
upward. He wrapped his arms around the bend in his legs and held them in
place. I then placed my hands on both of his ass cheeks and spread them
apart. His pink hole was slightly puffy from the brutal fucking it had
received. I gently licked it, watching for signs of discomfort on his
face. But he just smiled. He had been fucked by me, by my brother and by
Hector. And yet, he was ready for more. I was amazed at how resilient my
son's tight hole was.

I kissed my boy's ass lips and pushed my tongue inside. I could taste the
lube we had used and I even thought I tasted Hector's cum. The mere idea of
tasting his teenage seed made my cock leak precum. I wondered if my brother
would be getting a sampling of it that night. I pushed my tongue in as deep
as I could, hoping to find more of the tasty liquid.

I then raised myself up and placed my prick over my son's exposed hole. I
rubbed my cock head against it, amazed as always that it could stretch
enough to accommodate a man's schlong. I spat on the hole, then pushed the
tip of my dick against it. I watched his ass lips wrap around it and suck
it inside. I pushed it in ever so slowly, enjoying seeing and feeling it
sink into his glove-like rectum. My eyes closed as soon as the pleasure was
overwhelming. Sexual stimulation coursed throughout my entire body as I
felt Jeremy's silky walls massage my shaft. I smiled, wishing I could spend
the rest of my life with my cock sliding in and out of my son's perfect
ass.

For several minutes, I fucked Jeremy without either of us saying a word. We
both were so caught up in the exquisite pleasure that no words needed to be
spoken. I loved feeling his anal walls wrapped around my shaft just as much
as he loved feeling my thick cock filling him up.

At one point, he smiled at me in such an amazing way that it nearly brought
me to an early orgasm. His mesmerizing eyes, his stunningly handsome face
and his genuine expression of complete and utter happiness had caused me to
feel so much intense excitement that I nearly flooded his bowels
prematurely. But I concentrated on holding back and pulled my cock free
from inside him. I was breathing hard.

Jeremy said, "Ah man. Are you now going to be like Hector?"

I knew he was referring to Hector's tendency to become overwhelmed by
sexual stimulation. But to be playful, I responded by saying, "Would Hector
do this?" I pulled his jock pouch aside, releasing his balls and his pearly
white one-eyed snake. I pulled his shaft back and wrapped my lips around
it. It was slimy with pre-cum. I licked the salty fluid and swallowed it.

For several moments, I gave him the best blow job I could. I felt like I
was getting better with each session. And my son's reaction confirmed
it. He began to squirm, whimper and gasp in pleasure. I then pulled off and
asked, "So who's acting like Hector now?"

Jeremy giggled then we turned around so we were in a 69 position. I
swallowed his cock again as I felt him do the same to mine. As we sucked
one another's man meat, I thought about how much better sex was with Jeremy
than with his mother. When he and I were together, we moved from position
to position so naturally. One moment it would be me focusing on his
pleasure and the next moment it would be him focusing on mine. Sometimes we
were selfish and other times we were selfless. There was a balance. A
balance that didn't exist in my sexual relationship with Beth. I wondered
what her and my sex life would be like once Jeremy and I returned home. I
couldn't imagine ever feeling the satisfaction with her that I felt with
her son.

Those thoughts inspired me to suck my son's teenage prick even more
passionately. I wanted to give him so much pleasure that I would bring him
to a ball-blasting orgasm in my mouth. I wanted to be on my knees before
him, just like he so often was before me. I released his cock and gently
pulled him off mine. I then began to move off the bed at the same time that
my boy was turning around to offer his ass to me doggy-style.

I said, "No, Jer. I want to suck you off. Come over here." I walked over to
the arm chair and patted the seat. I then knelt in front of it.

Jeremy walked over and sat in the chair. I placed my hands on his muscular
legs and rubbed them as I lowered my mouth to his rigid snake. I gave the
head a lick, then I pulled it toward his stomach as I licked down the shaft
and found his ball sack. I licked the loose skin until I encountered his
first ball. I sucked it into my mouth and rolled it around. Then I released
it and did the same with the other one.

I then looked up at him and asked, "You gonna feed your dad a big load,
Son?"

Jeremy ran his fingers through my hair and said, "Yeah, Dad."

I raised up to plant a kiss on his lips, then I lowered back down and went
to work. I was hungry for his cock and for his cum. For several minutes, I
concentrated on enjoying the feeling of his hard prick sliding past my lips
and over my tongue. I paid extra attention to his cock head, running my
tongue around it each time I was on an upswing. Along the way, I swallowed
every drop of pre-cum that leaked from his piss slit into my hungry mouth.

I then took a quick break, stroking his cock and fondling his balls while I
said, "This is kinda like the first day you sucked me off. Remember?"

He nodded, "How could I forget?"

I licked his cock head and said, "That was one of the most amazing moments
of my life. When you wrapped your lips around my cock that first time, I
was so fucking turned on. You gave me the most amazing blow job I had ever
received."

I sucked his cock for a few moments, then resumed talking about that first
experience, "I wish I had watched you that day instead of covering my
eyes."

I locked my eyes onto his as I swallowed his pearly white shaft again. He
simply stared intently at me.

I then continued, "And when I shot into your mouth for the very first time,
I was over the moon with excitement. Your mouth felt so good and I couldn't
believe that you were actually letting me shoot without pulling out of
it. And then you swallowed it all. Holy fuck! That was incredible."

I rolled his balls in my hand, "I want to do the same for you, little
buddy. I want to make you shoot and to swallow every drop of cum your balls
are making for me."

He pushed his cock into my mouth and his eyes rolled back into his head. He
softly moaned, "Yeah..."

I then pulled off and said, "I think about that day often. And do you know
what moment stands out the most for me?"

Without opening his eyes, he shook his head, "No."

I said, "When your mom called while my dick was still inside your
mouth. You were suckling the last bits of cum from it while I spoke with
her. That was one of the hottest moments, knowing that your mom had no idea
what we were doing."

He opened his eyes, which were filled with raging lust. He looked down at
me as he pushed his cock back into my mouth. For several seconds, he fucked
my face. I kept my mouth perfectly still as I stared back at him. I felt
his balls tighten up and I knew he was close. I concentrated on pressing my
tongue against the underside of his shaft and running my fingers lightly
over his balls. Then I lowered my hand and placed a finger on his hole.

His body began to convulse as his cum left his balls and shot straight up
his pipe and into my hungry mouth. The first two shots hit the back of my
throat. I swallowed those quickly, right before the third and fourth loads
landed on my tongue. I swallowed the almond-flavored fluid, knowing that
there would be a lot more to follow. Volley after volley flew from my son's
pulsing cock, into my mouth and then down my throat.

I lowered my hand from his ass to my cock. As my son finished feeding me
his succulent load, I began stroking my throbbing shaft. I was turned on by
knowing that I had successfully sucked off my amazing son. I was excited by
the memory of our first time together. I was thrilled by the feeling of my
son's cock pulsing in my mouth and filling it with his adolescent seed.

The tingling in my balls told me I was close to shooting. A voice in the
back of my head told me to hurry up and shove my cock inside one of
Jeremy's holes, to fill him with my baby batter. But I didn't want to do
that, not this time. I was having too much fun sucking my son's beautiful
piece of meat and tasting his warm cream. That was what was turning me on
and that was what I would be doing when I released my ball juice.

I began to breathe heavily and to whimper slightly. Jeremy sensed my
impending orgasm and attempted to move, presumably to capture my load. But
I gently pressed him back down. I was determined to play the role of
dutiful cocksucker to the very end.

Not fully understanding my motives, my son asked, "Dad, are you cumming?"

I nodded my head, his cock still buried inside my mouth. I continued to
press him down, insisting that he stay seated.

He then relaxed, allowing me to cum the way I wanted to.

My body began to jerk and I felt my seed travel up my cock and burst
through the piss slit. I held my free hand beneath it to catch as much of
my cum as possible. I rolled my son's softening prick around in my mouth as
I released each shot of cum into my palm. My mind was swirling with lust as
I savored every sensation.

After my balls released their final shot, I continued to suckle on my son's
cock. I didn't want to let it go. It felt so good in my mouth. It felt good
to give my son pleasure. It felt good to taste his cum on my tongue and
down my throat, the cum that I had extracted with my mouth. I felt proud,
satisfied, content.

Jeremy stroked my hair, allowing me to enjoy the moment. Then he chuckled
and said, "So, I guess you like sucking cock, eh?"

I finally released his meat and watched the saliva-covered shaft fall to
his thigh. I then looked up at my son and saw the smile on his face. I
replied, "Yeah, I guess I do. Especially yours." I then said, "Lift your
legs. I have a gift for you."

He lowered his position in the chair then pulled his legs up. I used an arm
to hold them in place then said, "Now open your hole for me, Baby."

He spread his butt cheeks with his hands then used his fingers to pry open
his pink hole. I poured the cum from my palm into his anal opening and
watched it slowly disappear inside him. I then let him lower his legs and I
placed my palm to his mouth. He eagerly licked up the remaining fluid on my
hand.

We then stood, embraced and walked over to the bed. We lay next to one
another and I turned him around so we were spooning. I said between gentle
kisses on his neck, "Thanks for giving me the best weekend of my life,
Jer."

He pressed his body against mine and held on tightly. He sighed and said,
"I wish it didn't have to end."

I ran a finger over his cheek and down his jaw, trying to permanently etch
into my memory how beautiful he looked at that moment. I wondered again how
I would return to the less-than-satisfying relationship I had with my wife,
knowing that Jeremy was so nearby. Like him, I wished we could stay in that
cabin forever.

We heard footsteps and voices in the hall. As Ryan and Hector passed our
door, I smiled. It was definitely a good sign that they had not parted
ways. They were going to Ryan's room together. I whispered to my son, "I
wish I could be a fly on the wall in Ryan's room tonight."

Jeremy giggled, "Me too. What do you think they're going to do? I'll bet
Hector's going to let Uncle Ryan fuck him."

I shook my head, "Nah, I don't think so. That's a really big step. I'm not
sure he's ready for that."

My son laughed, pressed his butt against my deflated cock, and said, "I
think he is. Did you see the way he reacted to having his hole touched?"

I nodded my head, having to admit that the boy did seem to swoon each time
his hole was touched. But I was still pretty sure it was too soon for
him. If anyone was going to get fucked, it probably was my brother. I
shrugged, "We'll just have to wait and see."

We lay together silently for a few minutes, enjoying the post-orgasmic
relaxation. I explored his torso, his arms and his legs. I would never tire
of feeling his beautiful slender body. He placed his hands on mine as I
gently stroked his pink nipples.

Jeremy said, "I know we won't have many nights like this again. But I will
be there for you whenever you come for me."

I kissed his neck and replied, "I know, Baby. I know."

Inside I felt torn. How could I so selfishly ask him to be there whenever
it was convenient for me? I knew he was just talking about those nights
when I would slip out of bed to join him in his for a quick love-making
session. But I was thinking on a bigger scale and longer term. Was it fair
of me to expect him to wait for me? Or should I strengthen my resolve and
focus once again on encouraging him to find a boyfriend, someone who could
give him the type of relationship he truly deserved?

Those thoughts were interrupted by a series of loud yells from Ryan's
room. Not the kind that alerted you to danger, but the kind that let you
know that someone was experiencing intense sexual stimulation. Jeremy and I
both chuckled. We knew it was Hector. Neither of us knew what was happening
between him and Ryan at that moment, but whatever it was, the Latino virgin
was enjoying the hell out of it.

Jeremy turned so he was facing me. Then he asked, "Tell me about your life
before you met Mom."

I gave him a questioning look, "What do you mean?"

He stroked my cheek and said, "I want to know everything about you."

For the next couple hours, Jeremy and I didn't talk like father and son; we
talked like lovers. Sharing with each other our dreams, our experiences,
our fears, our joys. Although our interest in one another was genuine, we
both knew we were mostly just trying to make the night last as long as
possible. If we allowed ourselves to fall asleep, then we allowed our final
night in the cabin to be over.

We talked for as long as we could, but we both eventually succumbed to
exhaustion and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I found myself alone again. I looked
toward the nightstand and saw the same note from the day before. `We went
for a run. Will be back around 8:00.'

I stretched and yawned, saddened by missing out once again on the pleasure
of waking up next to my boy, but satisfied by the previous night's
intimacy. I rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I pissed,
showered and brushed my teeth. It was another hot morning and I was all
alone in the cabin, so I didn't bother putting any clothing on.

I headed downstairs and poured myself a cup of coffee. I then went out to
the balcony, intending to enjoy my morning java in the nude outside. But
then I heard voices somewhere nearby and thought better of it. I went back
inside and plopped down on the couch.

As I relaxed in the living room, drinking my coffee, my mind began to
wander. I thought about Hector and Ryan and wondered what they had done
with each other after Jeremy and I had left them alone the night
before. The screams of pleasure during the night were clear signs that the
Hispanic stud had been enjoying himself. But I couldn't help being curious
what he had allowed my brother to do with him. I was convinced that it was
too soon for Hector to get fucked. But, maybe Jeremy had been right. Maybe
my brother had fucked his former student.

The idea of my brother sliding his thick cock into the muscle boy's hole
was quite a turn on. I knew every step Ryan would have taken to prepare him
for his daddy dick and I closed my eyes and imagined them all. Everything
from the kissing, the eating of his hole, the probing with one, two, three
fingers. Then the slow but steady inserting of his thick cock into the
virgin hole.

My own cock started hardening, so I grabbed it and began stroking. I
pictured in my mind Hector's tight brown hole opening up to swallow Ryan's
thick meat. I also imagined the young man's tight muscular body tensing as
he stared into my brother's eyes, submitting to his former coach's lustful
desires. I saw his incredibly handsome face, his mouth agape, as he enjoyed
every moment of his anal deflowering.

I quickly came close to shooting. But I let go of my cock before that
happened. I didn't want to cum. I wasn't sure if there would be any sex in
the house that day. But, I was saving it just in case.

After the threat of orgasm subsided, I closed my eyes and stroked again
while thinking about the Latino stud's amazing bubble butt being pumped
full of cock and cum. But this time, it was my cock and my cum.

After a few minutes, I was close again. I let go of my cock and took a few
deep breaths.

Then I heard Hector's voice. "Good morning, Mr. Malone."

My eyes shot open and I covered my hardon by pulling a throw-pillow over
it. I looked toward the staircase landing and saw the Latino stud, whose
ass I had just been fantasizing about plowing, walking down the stairs. He
was wearing nothing more than a pair of tight, white briefs. I nervously
looked away, struggling with my desire to enjoy the sight of his beautiful
body and my desire to find something better than a throw-pillow to cover my
rock-hard cock. There was nothing nearby, not even a towel. For the first
time ever, I cursed Jeremy's insistence on cleaning up. Towels that had
been taken out for our sexual encounters, had been neatly put away at the
first opportunity. That was usually a good thing, but not when I was
desperately looking for a way to cover up.

Giving up on finding a towel or a blanket, I tried to give my most
nonchalant look to Hector. But as soon as I looked his way again, my
ability to be calm, cool and collected failed. The sight of his
nearly-naked athletic body took my breath away.

Trying to hide my nervousness, I said, "Good morning. I thought you were
out running with the other guys."

As he descended the stairs, he answered, "Nah, I slept in. Too tired."

Hector reached the bottom of the stairs and began walking toward the
couch. He looked me up and down and said, "Oh shit, Mr. Malone. Are you
naked? Sorry if I interrupted something." He adjusted course and started
walking toward the kitchen. "I'm just going to grab some orange juice, then
I'll be out of your hair."

As he passed by me, I couldn't help noticing how perfect his ass looked in
the tight briefs. Firm, round globes, stretching the cotton to its
limits. I wanted to reach out and grab him. Pre-cum leaked from my piss
slit and onto the pillow as I remembered placing my finger on his steamy
virgin hole the night before.

I took a deep breath, trying to get control over my dirty mind.

Still trying to be cool, I replied, "Nah don't worry. You didn't interrupt
anything. I just thought I was alone, so I didn't put anything on."

He stepped back into the living room and gestured toward the cushion on the
other end of the couch – the cushion on which he had been sitting during
most of our encounter the night before. "OK, then mind if I join ya?"

I shook my head, "Not at all."

He sat down and took a sip of his orange juice. We sat in silence for a few
moments, then Hector said, "So, Mr. Malone. I'm not sure if I should
apologize to you or thank you."

I suspected I knew what he was saying, but I needed to be sure, "What do
you mean?"

He nervously looked down at his glass, which he held over the impressive
bulge in his briefs. "Well, I should thank you for being so cool last
night. I mean, some of the things we did were pretty wild. I would have
freaked out if it hadn't been for you. I kept telling myself, `Well, if
he's doing it, I can too.'"

I was dumbfounded. Was the boy so blind to what had really gone on the
night before? Did he honestly still think it had been my first time too?

I shrugged and said, "No need to thank me. I told you I was comfortable
with it." I wanted to say more, but I had no idea which direction to take
the conversation.

After a few moments, Hector added, "And, well, I should apologize. For a
couple things."

I had been staring down at my coffee cup while he was explaining his reason
for thanking me. I couldn't trust myself to look at his youthful, muscular
body without losing my concentration. But now I dared to look at him. I
shrugged and said, "I can't think of anything you need to apologize for."

He looked at me and frowned, "First... I... uh... damn!" He fidgeted in his
seat. "It's hard to say it. But considering what you told me about Jeremy,
I think I can." He paused for a few moments more, then said, "I'm sorry for
not being exactly honest with you last night." Another short pause, "You
see. It's just that... well... ah fuck! Just say it, Hector!"

I was tempted to place a hand on the boy's leg to calm him down so he could
just say what I knew he was going to say. But I didn't trust myself. If I
touched him, I'd want to ravage him. So, I remained still and waited for
him to work through it himself.

He took a deep breath and finally said, "I think I'm gay. Not because of
last night. Well... kinda because of last night. But before too. I mean, I
knew before last night that I would someday do what I did last night." He
took another deep breath, "Ah shit, this isn't coming out right at
all. Mr. Malone, I'm sorry for lying to you. I told you I was like you –
into women and shit – but I'm not. Never have been. But I've always been
too afraid of admitting it to myself or anyone else."

I nodded and said, "It's OK. You figured it out in a safe space. That's
awesome." I told myself I should be just as honest with him, but something
was holding me back. I felt like I was still putting on the show from the
night before. "And you were in great hands with my brother."

Hector's eyes clouded over for a few moments as he got lost in thought. I
wondered again what had happened between them.

He then refocused his eyes, "Yeah, that's the other thing I have to
apologize for. I'm sorry for being so loud last night. I hope I didn't keep
you up."

I smiled, "I was glad to hear you having such a great time. I was pretty
wired up, so I couldn't have fallen asleep right away anyway." Of course, I
left out the fact that my son and I had been doing the same thing in our
own room.

Hector glanced down at my pillow-covered crotch, then back into my eyes. He
said, "Yeah, I had a great time. Coach taught me a few more things after
you and Jeremy went to sleep."

Another large dollop of pre-cum leaked from my cock. I desperately wanted
to know what the boy had done with my brother.

Hector finished his glass of orange juice and placed it on the coffee
table. He then said to me, "I should give you some privacy so you can take
care of yourself. You didn't get off last night. Your balls must be
aching."

He began to stand up. I placed a hand on his smooth muscular thigh and
said, "Nah. I'll take care of it later. You don't need to leave."

He glanced down at my hand, then sat back down.

As I suspected, once I was touching his body, I couldn't let go. I kept my
hand on his thigh for a few moments longer, then he placed his hand on
mine. He said, "I know there was something in the air last night that was
making you and me do things we hadn't planned to do." He gently squeezed my
hand, "If you're still not grossed out by the idea of letting a guy get you
off, maybe I could help you out?"

I stared blankly at him. I wanted to say, `hell yes!', but the situation
was surprising and overwhelming.

Hector took my silence as rejection. He quickly let go of my hand and stood
up again. "Ah man, I'm sorry Mr. Malone. Forget I said anything. I
just... oh fuck... it's just I've been denying this shit for so long, now
my mind is getting out of control. I don't mean to offend you. You're the
coolest guy I know. I'm so sorry, man. So fucking sorry."

He started to walk away. As I watched his ass cheeks move back and forth in
his tight briefs, I suddenly understood I was being stupid as shit. I
called out, "Hey, no buddy. Come back here. I'm cool with the offer. Just
surprised by it."

I then pulled the pillow aside and let him see my hard daddy meat.

He looked down at it and I could see the same lust in his eyes that I saw
in Jeremy's whenever he was looking at my baby maker. He began walking back
toward the couch, his eyes glued to my thick phallus.

I asked, "So what did my brother teach you?"

"Um... well..." He was having a hard time speaking. I suspected it wasn't
nervousness about talking about it. Instead, it seemed to be an inability
to think clearly when presented with a hard piece of man meat.

I grinned, "You don't have to tell me, if you'd rather just show me."

He sat next to me on the couch, still staring at my rigid pole. I grabbed
his hand and placed it on my meat, just like I had done the night
before. He wrapped his fingers around the shaft and started stroking it. He
used his other hand to fondle my balls.

I stared at his smooth muscular arms as they flexed with each stroke. I
concentrated on breathing deeply. I had been edging before he interrupted
me, so I could have shot my load fairly easily, if I didn't concentrate on
holding back.

I watched the expression on his face as he worked on giving me pleasure. He
smiled, he concentrated, he pursed his lips and breathed deeply. The boy
was truly enjoying holding my thick cock.

He looked up at me and saw that I was watching him. He said, "I can't
believe how cool you are about this, Mr. Malone." He looked down at my cock
in his hands, "I couldn't believe when I saw this thing in Jeremy's ass
last night." He glanced back up at my face and added, "I'll bet Jeremy
liked it."

I shrugged, "Yeah, he did. Hell, I liked it too."

Hector smiled, still stroking my cock and fondling my balls, "You think
you'll ever do it again? You know, fuck him?"

I smiled back at him and nodded, "Yeah, definitely."

His smile got bigger. He then leaned over and gave my cockhead a lick. I
gasped, surprised by the sudden action. He looked up at me and gave me a
questioning look, as if asking if he could suck me.

I nodded my head and said, "If you want to suck it, go ahead."

He held my cock and looked at it for a few moments, then wrapped his lips
around the head and rolled his tongue around the tip. He then lowered his
mouth down the shaft until he gagged.

I placed my hand on his head and said, "Easy, boy. Don't hurt yourself."

He pulled my cock from his mouth and wiped lips. He studied the piece of
meat as he said, "Coach gave me a few tips on how to take it all without
gagging. I guess it's going to take some practice."

I gently pressed his mouth back down on my cock as I said, "Well, keep
practicing."

Hector resumed sucking my cock. As I watched the young muscle stud slide
his lips down my shaft, I felt his tongue press against the underside. He
wasn't yet an expert cocksucker, but he already was better at it than I. He
never scratched me with his teeth and he eventually was able to swallow it
all the way down for a few seconds at a time. It amazed me how he had gone
from nervous virgin to hungry cocksucker in such a short amount of time.

His mouth felt so good on my cock that I was once again getting close to
cumming. I could have allowed myself to shoot in his mouth, feeding him the
load he was working hard to extract. But something in the back of my mind
told me to delay it for a little while longer. He had said Ryan had taught
him a few things the night before. Cock sucking was obviously one of
them. I hoped to find out what the others were.

So, I decided to talk a little bit to get my mind off of cumming. "You're
doing a great job. Are you sure you've never sucked a dick before?"

He released my cock and began licking my ball sack, "Never. Last night was
the first time."

I sighed, "My brother taught you well then." I paused for a moment as I
enjoyed the sensation of his tongue playing with my balls. "What else did
my brother teach you?"

He stopped licking my balls and looked into my eyes. He seemed to be trying
to decide something, so I patiently waited. Then he said, "He taught me how
to eat his ass. At the time, it was fun. But I'm not sure about it right
now."

I nodded, "I know how you feel. It's weird to think about it, but once you
start doing it, it's fun."

He gave me one of those questioning looks. Then he asked, "Have you done
it?"

I nodded and grinned. "Yeah, I have. Many times."

He grinned back at me, "It feels good to be on the receiving end, I know
that for sure."

My heart was racing with excitement. I had to concentrate to moderate my
breathing as I said in the most casual voice I could muster, "Well, you've
been making me feel good by sucking my cock. Maybe I can return the favor
by eating your ass."

His eyes opened wide and he said, "No shit! You'd really do that,
Mr. Malone? How fucking cool can you get?"

For a moment, I could only stare at him blankly. Seriously? He still
thought I was just being very understanding and open minded? Was the kid
ever going to figure out that I had done all this before? I smiled,
thinking, `Thank goodness he's drop dead gorgeous, because he's not going
to get too far in life on his wits.' But out loud I said, "I guess I'm in
the mood to experiment. I don't get many weekends away from the wife."

He was visibly shaking in excitement, "How do you want me?"

I said, "Stand up and turn around."

He did so quickly, nearly losing his balance in his zeal to get into
position.

There he was, the muscular young man with the smooth olive skin, standing
in front of me with his perfect backside inches from my face. I couldn't
believe that I was about to place my tongue inside that beautiful bubble
butt. I had wanted to do so ever since I met him on Jeremy's birthday. I
had touched his hole for a few short moments the night before, wondering if
I'd ever get a chance to touch it again. And now it was being offered to me
for my enjoyment.

I placed my hands on his hard ass cheeks and gave them a gentle
squeeze. His white briefs were still covering them, but I enjoyed the
feeling nonetheless. I said, "You know, Hector. You've got a perfect ass."

He turned his head to look back at me, "Coach said the same thing. But,
it's just... it's just my ass."

I hooked my index fingers under the waistband of his briefs and slowly
pulled them down, revealing his crack and cheeks. I stared longingly at the
smooth olive skin covering the hard globes. "If you keep it looking like
this, you're going to get a lot of attention from gay men."

He flexed his butt cheeks and asked, "And straight men?"

I chuckled, "Yeah, and some straight men too."

At that point, I had moved his underwear far enough down to hook the
waistband underneath his butt cheeks. I placed my hands on each cheek and
pushed both of my thumbs into the crack. I found his hole instantly.

As soon as my thumbs touched the sensitive opening, Hector gasped and
arched his back.

I gently massaged his boy hole and said, "You're really sensitive down
there, aren't you?"

He nodded and placed his hands on his butt cheeks. Spreading them apart, he
said, "Yeah, it's kinda sore too."

I pulled my thumbs away, worried that I was hurting him. Of course, at the
same time, I was insanely curious about what had made him sore. Could
Jeremy have been right? Had Ryan taught the boy how to use his ass to
please a horny man? I said, "Probably scratched raw from Ryan's beard. He
seemed to enjoy rimming you last night."

He responded, "Maybe, but it's probably other things we did."

My cock was standing at full attention at that point. The idea of my
brother fucking the young muscle stud until his ass was rubbed raw was
exciting. I said, "Let me take a closer look."

Hector bent over, continuing to hold his butt cheeks apart. Then I finally
saw it. The hole I had fantasized about countless times since Jeremy's
birthday party. It was as enticing as I had imagined it. It was completely
smooth, just like the rest of his body. The skin surrounding his hole was
slightly darker than the rest of his skin and the hole itself appeared to
be as tiny as Jeremy's. I placed the tip of my index finger on it and felt
the softness of the folds of skin.

Hector gasped once again as soon as my finger made contact.

I asked, "Pain or pleasure?"

He pressed his ass against my finger, "Both, but mostly pleasure."

I said, "Tell me if this makes It feel better."

I then did what I had wanted to do for weeks. I placed my face between his
muscular butt cheeks, extended my tongue and tasted his sweet young hole.

Hector cried out, "Oh fuck... oh fuck!"

I placed my hands over his and took over the spreading of his cheeks. He
let go a few moments later and placed his hands on his knees, arching his
back even more and holding his ass in place for me. I ran my tongue over
his tight brown hole and pushed the tip ever so gently inside with each
pass. He moaned and gasped the entire time, but more intensely each time my
tongue penetrated him.

Meanwhile, I was in sensory overload. Nearly every element of the action
was stimulating me. His hard, round ass cheeks in my hands. His torso bent
over, giving me perfect access to his butt. The taste of his skin and
perspiration on his hole. The texture of his puckered skin and the smooth,
tight first half inch of his tunnel of love. Every single minute detail was
adding to the stimulation I was feeling and I began to moan and gasp just
like Hector was so fond of doing.

At one point, I had my face pressed hard in his crack, trying to push my
tongue as deep inside his hole as I could. I was letting out a low growl as
my hunger for his hole was reaching a boiling point. Hector stopped moaning
and asked me, "Wow, Mr. Malone! You really like eating ass, don't you?"

I pulled my head away from his crack and said, "You have no idea, boy." I
then dove back in and continued to feast on his perfect hole.

Over the next several minutes, we moved so I was on my back on the couch
and Hector was kneeling over me, his ass in my face and his mouth wrapped
around my throbbing dick. He seemed to enjoy sucking my daddy dick as much
as I enjoyed eating his boy hole. Every now and then, I would stop what I
was doing so I could lay back and enjoy the view of his thick muscular legs
attached to his beefy tight ass and his winking brown hole. I ran my hands
up and down his back and arms, enjoying every inch of his young athletic
body.

Eventually, we stopped to take a break. Hector turned around so we were
face to face. He gave me that breath-stopping smile of his and said, "I
think I'm not the only one who discovered some new things last night."

I smiled back at him and pulled his lips to mine. A moment later, we opened
our mouths and tasted one another's tongue for the first time. We both
swooned as we devoured each other with kisses and embraced each other
tightly. With his body pressed tightly against mine, I ran my hands over
every inch of his skin, enjoying every muscular curve. I then placed my
hands on his butt cheeks and began mauling his ass like Ryan had been doing
the night before when Jeremy and I headed upstairs.

Then, without thinking, I said, "I need to fuck you." The words escaped my
lips before I could apply my natural filters. I froze. I was frightened I
had gone too far, assumed too much.

But Hector's response relieved me of all my fear. He pulled himself up and
finally removed his tight white briefs. I saw his thick uncut dick for the
first time that morning. It was hard and dripping pre-cum. I told myself I
needed to suck it before the day was through. He spat on his index finger
and pushed it into his hole. He then spat on my cock and got it slick with
his saliva.

He straddled my waist and held my cock in place as he aimed it at his
hole. He lowered his body and began sitting on my cock. I had a flashback
to Ryan's lessons on how to fuck a virgin boy and I remembered him telling
me to let him sit on your cock first. I wondered if that was how my brother
had taken the boy's virginity. Oh yes, it was clear by the young man's body
language that he was not trying this for the first time. My brother surely
had mentored him well.

My cockhead began to breach his opening. But despite all the spit and all
the loosening of his hole with my tongue, his tight ass lips were not going
to let me in. He tried several times, but each time he jumped off in
pain. I eventually pulled him down into a kiss, then said, "If this is your
first time, we can take it real slow." I didn't really believe it was his
first time, but I was hoping to get him to reveal some more details about
his experience with Ryan.

He rubbed my cock back and forth over his hole, "My first time was last
night with Coach. It felt real good. I thought it was going to be easy to
do it again."

I rolled him over and lay on top of him. "I'll bet my brother spent a lot
of time preparing you. Maybe opening you up with his fingers first?"

Hector nodded, "Yeah, he did."

I smiled. My brother really knew what he was doing. And he was a lucky son
of a bitch for being the first to enjoy the Hispanic stud's tight ass. I
continued, "I'll bet he used lube too, not just spit. Am I right?"

He nodded again, "Yeah."

I rolled off the couch and said, "Let's follow his lead and do it
right. I'll get some lube."

I headed upstairs to retrieve the bottle of lube from my nightstand. As I
reached the top of the staircase, I saw a pair of shorts on the landing. I
was curious how they had gotten there. They hadn't been there when I came
downstairs earlier.

As I entered the room, I heard my phone ringing. It was Beth. I answered
the phone and retrieved the lube. I then headed back to the stairs while
talking with my wife.

I stopped at the landing and picked up the shorts. I didn't hear a thing my
wife said to me as I looked at the item of clothing and down at Hector on
the couch below. He had his legs raised over his head and he was playing
with his hole. I looked back and forth from Hector to the shorts and then I
formed a theory about how the shorts had gotten there.

I walked down the stairs and placed the shorts and bottle of lube on the
couch. I then placed my fingers over my lips as if to say "shh." Just so he
fully understood why he needed to be quiet, I said into the phone, "Yes,
honey. I can't wait to see you tonight either. We've had a good time this
weekend, but I'm missing you a lot."

Hector nodded and smiled. He then sat up and moved close to me. My
semi-hard dick was inches from his face. With his newly-discovered cock
hunger, he reached out and pulled it toward his mouth. A moment later, I
enjoyed the exquisite sensation of Hector's lips and tongue sliding up and
down my shaft.

To my surprise, Beth brought up the police department corruption scandal to
me. It was all over the front page of the morning paper. I tried to pay
attention to what she was saying about it, but couldn't concentrate with
the young Latino muscle stud practicing his oral skills on my hard man
meat. And, as always happened when I spoke with my wife while a guy was
feasting on my cock, I got extra excited and felt my shaft stiffen even
more and leak pre-cum.

Hector placed his hands on my ass cheeks and tried to swallow my entire
shaft. My knees buckled as pleasure overwhelmed me. I wanted desperately to
get back to business with my son's older friend.

Beth was on her way to work, so the call was a short one. As soon as the
conversation was over, I dropped the phone on the table and grabbed my
eager cocksucker's hands. I pulled them up to my pecs and let go of
them. He began gently pinching each of my nipples.

Then a few moments later, I pulled him off my cock and said, "Do you want
to try this again?"

He nodded, "Hell yeah."

I grabbed the bottle of lube then saw the shorts beneath it. I said, "Oh by
the way, are these your shorts?"

He glanced at them and nodded.

I said, "I found them at the top of the stairs." I got onto the couch and
lifted his legs so his ass was facing up toward me. I put some lube on my
index finger and began inserting it gently into his tight hole. "So, I'm
thinking you saw me jacking off down here and decided to lose the shorts
before you came down and interrupted me." I pushed my finger further into
his hole. "Am I right?"

He moaned loudly, enjoying the finger fucking I was giving him. But he
managed to say, "Kinda."

I chuckled, "So, you thought you could just come down here, strut that
pretty ass of yours in front of me and get me all horned up and ready to
fuck you, is that it?"

He nodded and grinned, "Pretty much. You fucked Jeremy last night, so I was
hoping you'd do the same for me."

I liked how he said "for me" instead of "to me." He had been fucked for the
first time only a few hours before and he already was considering it a
pleasure to take a man's dick in his ass.

I inserted a second finger as I began thinking about my son. I wondered if
Jeremy would see Hector as competition, or if he would enjoy sharing his
friend's ass with me and my brother. I knew that on occasion my sexy son
enjoyed being the fucker instead of the fuckee. My cock twitched as I
imagined the three of us taking turns at Hector's hot ass.

The Latino muscle boy clenched his ass hard. The pain brought my attention
back to the present. He said, "Your fingers feel good, but I'm ready to try
the real thing again."

I removed my fingers from his hole and watched his ass lips close up
tight. I sat back on the couch and slathered a large amount of lube onto my
stiff cock.

Hector got to his feet then knelt on the couch in the same position Jeremy
had been in the night before, straddling my waist. He stroked my cock with
one hand and applied more lube to his ass with the other.

His torso was inches from my face. I placed my hands on his chest and
squeezed his round pecs. I then traced his abs with my fingers, touching
every inch of skin that I could until I reached his curved uncut cock. I
lifted the shaft and pulled back the foreskin, revealing his big
cockhead. I then lowered my mouth to his cock and gave it a lick.

Hector responded with a loud yelp. "Fuck, Mr. Malone! Are you really going
to suck me?"

I answered him by wrapping my lips around his pre-cum covered cock head and
sucking the phallus into my mouth. I ran my tongue under his foreskin, then
I pulled it back and began to swallow his shaft. I concentrated on not
scratching him with my teeth. His cock was a bit thicker than Jeremy's, so
it was more of a challenge.

The Latino stud's reaction was the one I expected. His body shook, he
whimpered and he pushed his cock into my mouth with short jabs, grunting
each time he did so. I had learned not to be fooled by those actions. The
boy wasn't cumming. He was just enjoying sexual pleasure on a completely
different level than I could.

After about a minute, he finally calmed down and got into a rhythmic
thrusting that was easier for me to handle. He continued to stroke my cock
and finger his hole while he enjoyed my novice blow job. He then said,
"That feels great, Mr. Malone. Are you sure you've never sucked dick
before?"

I grinned, appreciating that he was asking the same question I had asked
him earlier. I released his cock and said, "You caught me, boy. Yours is
not the first dick I've sucked."

His eyes opened wide, "Really?"

I stroked his hard dick with one hand and placed the other on his smooth
round ass, "Yeah, I owe you an apology too. I lied to you last night about
my experience. I've had sex with my brother and Jeremy a few times
already." I watched his jaw drop, then I added, "But, to be fair, my first
time was only a couple weeks ago. So, I am not that far ahead of you."

He stared down at me as he got lost in thought. I couldn't be sure, but I
suspected he might have been connecting some of the dots finally. He closed
his eyes, however, as soon as my finger joined his inside his
hole. Whatever thoughts he had been contemplating were now lost to him as
our fingers rubbed against each other inside his tight rectum.

He opened his eyes again a few moments later and said, "Fuck me,
Mr. Malone. Fuck me now!"

We both removed our fingers from his hole and he lowered himself onto my
cock. Despite the extra time spent opening him with our fingers, he was
still tight as hell and my cockhead caused him pain. I then pulled his head
to mine, looked him in the eyes and said, "I need to be inside you,
boy. Let me in." I gently kissed his lips, then our tongues began dancing.

His ass opened up and my thick meat began sliding inside. It was so fucking
tight. So fucking warm. So fucking silky. I let out a loud gasp as I felt
the first inch or so enter him. He stopped and breathed heavily into my
mouth. He pulled up a little, but didn't free my cock from inside him. He
then lowered himself a little more.

Several minutes passed as the athletic teenager slowly took my cock into
his ass inch by inch. He concentrated hard and every time the pain seemed
to be too much for him, we kissed and his ass relaxed a moment later. Then
he was down as far as he could go. Unlike Jeremy and Ryan, the sexual
neophyte could not take my entire cock. There seemed to be a wall deep
inside him that kept my cock from going any further. I was sure that there
was a trick to taking the whole thing, but I had no idea what it was. I
wished Jeremy were there to help his friend out, to give him helpful tips
on how to take a man's cock completely. But the huge smile on Hector's face
convinced me that he was perfectly content with how much he had taken. As
he began fucking himself up and down on my shaft, I realized I had no
complaints either.

I said to him, "This feels amazing, Hector. Your ass... it's... so fucking
perfect. How does it feel for you?"

He continued to move up and down my thick shaft as he responded, "It's even
better the second time."

I smiled, "My brother sure knows how to fuck, doesn't he?"

Hector's ass clenched on my cock, "Oh yeah. He was real patient with
me. And once he was inside me, he fucked me for hours. It felt awesome. I
didn't want it to end."

I chuckled, "And to think, you told me last night that you didn't want
anything in your ass."

He shook his head as he began picking up the pace, "That wasn't a lie. At
least not when I said it. But Coach showed me how much I wanted it. And
now... fuck... I can't get enough."

I ran my hands over his powerful legs. "I'm glad you like it. Real glad."

He placed his hand on my thighs and leaned backward, enjoying the feeling
of my cock penetrating him at a different angle. I watched his arms and abs
flex as he fucked himself like that for several moments. I ran a hand up
his hard abs and over his round pecs. Then I grasped his long neck and
pushed my hand up under his jaw. He was such a beautiful sight. I wished I
could photograph him in that position.

I released the grip on his neck and pulled him back against me. I hugged
him tight as he moved his hips up and down, never stopping the fucking
motion.

He asked, "How often do you fuck your wife?"

I shrugged, "Not often enough."

He placed his hands on my chest and asked, "How often do you fuck Jeremy?"

Without missing a beat, I responded, "As often as I can."

He smiled and winked at me, "He's so fucking lucky."

I placed my hands underneath his ass cheeks and held him in place. I then
began fucking my cock slowly inside him. I was pretty sure I knew how deep
I could go before hurting him. So, I was ready to take over for a few
minutes. I then said, "I think I'm the lucky one."

Finally, the truth was completely out. No more hiding the fact that my son
and I were regular sex partners. No longer hiding the fact that I was as
into man sex as the rest of the guys in the cabin that weekend.

He moaned as he felt my cock thrusting in and out of his muscular ass. He
closed his eyes and got lost in the pleasure. I felt my balls tingle as I
watched the young muscle stud smile each time I thrust inside him.

After several moments of fucking him in that awkward position, I decided to
move to a more comfortable location. I stopped thrusting upward and
playfully slapped his muscular ass cheeks. "Come on, boy. Let's go upstairs
so I can fuck you right."

His eyes lit up and he scooted off the couch.

As I stood, Hector placed his hands on my chest and said, "You remind me of
my father, Mr. Malone."

At first, the comment made me flinch. No one likes hearing that their sex
partner thinks of them as someone much older. But then I saw the lust in
his eyes and said, "I hope that's a good thing."

He lay his head on my chest and nodded, "Very."

I wrapped my arms around the boy's muscular body. I grabbed his perky
bubble butt and smiled. If he liked comparing me to his father, so be
it. As long as he liked what he saw, I was good with it. A moment later, I
slapped his ass again and said, "Let's get a move on. I need to get back
inside your tight ass."

He kissed one of my nipples then stepped out of our embrace. He picked up
the bottle of lube and started heading toward the stairs. I was only a few
steps behind him. As we approached the staircase, my eyes were glued to the
movement of his muscular ass cheeks. The sight of them sliding back and
forth with each step he took was driving me insane. So much so that by the
time he placed his foot on the second step, I could no longer just look. I
reached forward and grabbed his thighs, stopping him mid-stride.

He looked back at me and asked, "What's up?"

He had one foot on the first step and the other on the second. This put his
ass in that overwhelmingly sexy position of being both flexed and
spread. My lust was at a fever pitch. I could no longer wait until we got
all the way to the bedroom; I needed to fuck him right there.

I said, "Just stand right there, baby."

He appeared to know exactly what I had in mind because a moment later, he
bent over, offering his ass to me once again.

I placed one hand on his bubble butt and pressed my thumb against his
lube-covered hole. I used my other hand to stroke my prick back to full
hardness. It only took a few seconds of seeing and feeling his youthful
butt to do the trick.

I pressed my cock against his hole. At first it resisted, despite having
been full of my cock only a minute before. He cried out in pain as I
pressed forward. But after a few moments, his ass lips relaxed and my cock
was once more sliding inside his tight, warm tunnel. I almost pushed all
the way in, but then I remembered it wasn't my son's amazing ass I was
invading. It was a much less experienced ass; one that still had its
limitations.

As I moderated my thrusts, making sure not to cause him undue pain, I
thought about how lucky I was to have Jeremy. Fucking Hector was an
unbelievable pleasure, but the fact that I had to hold back with him was a
distraction. With Jeremy, I could fuck with wild abandon; with Hector, I
had to constantly watch for signs of discomfort. As I pushed my cock as far
in as I dared, I wondered how long it was going to take for Hector to reach
my son's level of expertise. I grinned, knowing that my brother would do
his best to foster the kid's skills. He was such a good teacher.

As I slowly plowed Hector's perfect ass, the boy began whimpering and
twitching. I felt pride for being able to bring him to one of his intense
sexual moments by simply sliding my thick cock in and out of his young
hole. He squirmed, not trying to get away but trying to deal with all the
pleasure he was feeling.

He continued to squirm and I found myself getting incredibly turned on by
taking advantage of his sweet young hole. I leaned down so my face was next
to his and I said in a low growl, "You like my big dick in your ass, don't
you?"

He nodded and said, "Yes, sir."

I thrust into him again and said, "Admit it. You've thought about getting
fucked before last night, haven't you?"

He nodded his head. "Yeah."

I lowered the intensity of my thrusts. I placed my head against his and
asked, "Who have you fantasized about? And don't say `Coach' because that's
an easy answer."

He moaned as I slowly pumped my cock in and out of his ass, waiting for his
answer. He opened his mouth a few times, but didn't say anything.

I stopped fucking, thinking that was what was keeping him from talking. But
when he didn't say anything, I said, "You can tell me. You've seen me
having sex with my son and my brother; surely you can admit to me who turns
you on."

He sighed deeply and pressed his ass back on my cock, trying to get me
fucking him again. He then said, "Julio..." He paused for a few moments,
then said in a near whisper, "...and my dad."

My cock twitched inside him. I was sure I had just deposited a large dose
of pre-cum inside his ass. The idea of him bending over for his father and
his older brother was intensely exciting. I lightly kissed his neck and
said, "Your secret is safe with me, buddy."

He whimpered and said, "I've... I've never told anyone
that. I... it's... you're..."

I sensed it was difficult for him to accept his own incestuous thoughts,
and even more difficult to tell someone else about them. As if continuing
to share a deep dark secret, I whispered in his ear, "Do you think you have
a chance with either of them?"

Hector's hole tightened on my cock as he shook his head, "No! My father
definitely not. Julio neither. He has a fiancée."

I chuckled and gave his ear a nibble, "I have a wife, but look where my
cock is." I began pumping his hole slowly again.

We were quiet for several moments as I slowly fucked his beautiful
ass. Then he whispered, "You think it could happen?"

I picked up the pace of my thrusts and said, "I'm not sure about your dad,
and it might be too risky to find out. But with your brother? Maybe." I
raised myself back into a standing position, placed my hands on his hips
and increased the intensity of my thrusts. "Do you think Julio might have
had an ulterior motive for taking you to that video store?"

He placed his hands on the railing, bracing himself against the power of my
thrusts. He nodded and said, "Yeah, I've thought about that. But I'm too
scared to ask."

Without even giving it a moment's thought, I replied, "Maybe we can help
you find out. I'm sure Jeremy can come up with a good scheme to make it
happen." I snapped my mouth shut, hoping I hadn't just revealed to him that
the night before had all been planned out by my son.

Hector didn't seem to notice what I had said. He whimpered and pressed his
ass back onto my cock. He then said, "I wish I could be Jeremy. He's so
lucky to have you and your brother."

I was now thrusting even harder into his tight tunnel of love. I said,
"Whenever you need to satisfy your urges for your dad, you can come to me
or Ryan." Even though I had no idea how I could arrange fuck time with
Hector, I knew I would enjoy being his surrogate father any time the boy
needed one.

He pumped his ass on my tube steak and said, "Fuck me, daddy."

I imagined Hector's domineering and homophobic father watching his athletic
son's body day in and day out, not understanding why he was so drawn to
it. Then, in a moment of unrestrained desire, pushing Hector over while
ascending the stairs and forcing the boy to take his long thick uncut dick
into his tight young hole. I had no idea what Hector's father looked like,
but that didn't matter. The fantasy was all too real inside my head and, as
I increased the intensity and depth of my thrusts, I imagined myself being
Hector's father and fucking the boy for the very first time.

I stared down at the muscular ass as it took my thick cock. The paleness of
the skin on my shaft contrasted with the olive color of his cheeks and the
darker brown of his stretched-out hole. I watched as my meat disappeared
inside him and then reappeared a moment later, covered in lube. The boy's
ass was a sight to behold and it felt great to be fucking it.

I wrapped my arms around his torso and fondled his pecs. I then lowered one
hand to his crotch and grabbed his thick uncut dick. For a few moments, I
stroked his cock and played with one of his nipples while I plowed his
hole. I continued to imagine I was his father losing control in his
muscular ass.

I began to shake as I was overcome with pleasure – both physical and
mental. My thrusts became ragged. I knew I was getting close, and with the
edging I had been doing all morning, I was sure it was going to be an
intense orgasm.

I said, "You're gonna make me cum, son."

He moaned and said, "Do it, dad."

I thrust once more inside him and felt the cum start moving up my shaft. I
pulled my cock out of his hole and watched it shoot onto his ass
cheeks. Load after load of pure white cum landed on his olive-skinned
ass. I grunted and gasped for breath as I felt the orgasm from the tip of
my toes to the top of my head.

As my cock began releasing its final pulses of cum, I pushed it back inside
his amazing hole, allowing the rest to enter the boy's rectum. When there
was no cum left in my balls, I pulled my cock out and playfully pushed the
cum on his ass cheeks down to his puckered lips and into his tight
hole. Once every drop of cum was inside him, I squeezed his ass cheeks and
said, "That was hot."

He pushed his ass back, taking as much of my cock inside him as he could
and said, "Mmmm... yeah."

I asked him, "Are you still sore? Did I make it worse?"

He stood up and placed both feet on the same step. He placed a hand on my
ass, holding me firmly in place. Without releasing my cock from his hole,
he started jacking his thick uncut dick. "I'll recover. Just keep it in
there until I blow."

I was ready to do as he asked. But a moment later, we heard Ryan and
Jeremy's voices as they opened the door. My son and brother were back from
their morning run.

End of Chapter 25.