Date: Wed, 8 Apr 2015 15:22:12 -0400 From: JM Stone Subject: His Father's Chest, Part 36 PART 36: Opening Doors and Finding Surprises Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction intended only as a literary stimulant to enhance solo and safe sex. Anyone under age 18 should not read its contents. The presentation design attempts to prevent it from being offensive or morally repugnant. The practices and relationships in this story are purely fictional. Any resemblance of this story, its characters, its occurrences, or any names including the writer's to any others that is fiction or not is purely coincidental. Please Donate Today: Nifty.Org is a free service, but only so because it is supported by charitable giving. Please contribute. Donate today. By: Jammer Stone and The Writers' Block Disappointed that his father had not done everything possible to get back home as quickly as possible and thinking his father had devalued their lovemaking and sexual encounters, Steve's interest in General Wesley Ryan intensified. After their sex with Lenny and his father and then their hard fucking of each other, Steve continued to feel sexually charged and aroused. He knew his young body had seldom felt so high powered in a sexual sense. Knowing his father was not likely to be home until that night, when the morning sun rose and General Ryan still wanted to screw around, Steve remained in bed with the sophisticated gentleman. The two eager lovers spent time in a sixty-nine suckfest. They were becoming familiar with each other and the pleasure the various sixty-nine actions provided both of them at the same time. Steve spent a lot of attention tea bagging the general's hot nuts and the general spent time tonguing Steve's cock slit while rimming his butt with both his middle finger and occasionally his tongue. They teased each other to rigid erections and then worked to maintain the steel, blood engorged shaft of each other. The general mounted Steve and rode his fuck stick for a minute or two and then asked Steve to do the same to him before returning to the sixty-nine affections for each other. Their sex became a workout with one topping the other, riding his cock for a minute or so, and then the other doing the same before they would return to their suckings. Both kept their cocks straight as spears. Both knew he could play around for a long while letting his body fill with man juices without being overtaken by the rush of a cumquake. Steve returned to circling Wesley Ryan's spiking tits with his pointed tongue time and again and enjoying the general's pleas of "Go ahead, son. Go ahead and nurse from those babies. They are yours to enjoy. Yeah!" Steve began a hard and diligent suckling of the retired gentleman's sexy mannips when the phone rang. The repeated ringing forced him to answer. He thought it might be his father, but instead it was Max Anderson. Strangely, it would be the first of three calls that changed his day. After greeting each other, Max Anderson asked Steve, "Did you know your grandfather and father were traveling together?" The question hit Steve like a ton of bricks. Risking his relationship with JL to extend himself to Steve, Max said, "They aren't likely to get back until tomorrow now. JL says they are playing and relaxing together, whatever that means, but I suspect if JL can seduce your father, they are indeed playing together." Steve resented Max Anderson's assertive attitude about his father and grandfather, but his supposition made sense to Steve. If Max Anderson thought it were possible that son-in-law and father-in-law were making it together, then Steve knew his earlier questions, although brief, were not out of line. With Wesley Ryan encouraging him to "Wrap up the call, Stevie, and get back to bed," Steve told Max Anderson that he was too busy to see him. "I'd really like to get with you again, Steve," Max said. Steve replied that he would find time "but not right now." Max asked Steve how the golf clubs were working out as though Steve owe him, but Steve assured his new friend and his grandfather's country club buddy that he had not played with them yet. Max Anderson replied, "Well, I look forward to you driving my putter someday soon." Steve chuckled, but quickly started to conclude the conversation. Just before they ended heir call, Max Anderson said, "Here, take your grandfather's cell number and give him a class. Surprise his ass. Ask about your dad." Steve replied, "I don't know that I want to do that." Max retorted quickly, "Sure, you do, Keep them honest, And Steve, any time you want me to help you make it with JL while I make it with you again, just say the word. " Steve took the number and the more he thought about his father and grandfather traveling together, yet not inviting him or telling him, the madder he got. He made the call. He caught JL in the sauna, legs spread, sweat all over his body, mannips hard and being pinched by Will Jordan, who was between his legs giving him a first-class blow job. After some small talk, Steve finally told his grandfather, "I have figured out that you and dad are traveling together, granddad, so when will you two be home?" When JL evaded the question, Steve asked, "Granddad, are you and my father keeping secrets from me?" JL replied, "I have no idea what you are asking or thinking, young man," but when JL soon ended the call in awkward way, he also broke the scene with Will and lost his excitement over the blowjob that the handsome black friend had been giving him. Blowjobs did continue between Steve and Wesley Ryan. The blew each other into loin-sweeping cums later in the morning, took a swim, had lunch together at a nearby bistro, and had just parted ways for the afternoon when Lenny called to say, "Steve, dad has gathered his fucking wits about him, and apparently lost his interest in us fucking each other. Can you help me seduce him tonight? Please? I know he really liked getting off with you. He can't stop talking about you."" Steve told Lenny "Maybe in a few days, we can work something, Len, but now, I have more than I can handle with other things." Lenny replied, "Do you mean, General Ryan? Look, I can get Colonel Harding to entertain the general for an evening. I think Harding is missing the general's body anyway." Lenny's reply reminded Steve that the various lovers were becoming quite entangled, especially if his own father and grandfather were screwing around, and Lenny now wanted Steve to tryst with him to seduce his own father. "Look Len, I've gotta run. But, I promise you, give your daddy a day or two, he'll get horny and you'll find it easy to get his pants off and take him to bed." The three phone conversations with Max Anderson, his grandfather, and his best friend had Steve's mind in overdrive. The thoughts of his father and his grandfather getting it on or Lenny trying to seduce Mr. Rohlings turned Steve on in a strange way. He then wondered if perhaps Max Anderson could indeed help him get his own grandfather in the sack. Steve knew JL's silver fox handsomeness turned him on to no end. Perhaps he wasn't as attracted to his grandfather as he was to his dad, but the thought of bedding his grandfather made Steve sling a rod. And then, a knock on the door out trumped any of the three phone calls and really struck Steve between both the eyes and the balls. Steve had gotten up from a short nap, checked his watch to see it was a few minutes before 4 p.m., and thought about calling Wesley Ryan to see if another rendezvous was possible. After all, Steve did not know if his father and grandfather would return or not, but he suspected not. For a fleeting second, Steve also thought about calling Lenny's father to see if he would again stop by. Steve thought the more and more intimate he became with John Rohlings, the more the likelihood that Steve could coerce a threesome with father and son Rohlings and possibly a foursome later between he and Lenny and their two fathers. Steve shivered when the mental image of a bare-chested John Rohlings pressing into the hairy chest of his father flashed across his mind. Steve opened he refrigerator to make a sandwich and have a cold beer, when he heard the doorbell. He slowly walked to the front door, wondering if possibly Lenny or even Max Anderson had decided to stop by. When he cracked the door, Steve could not believe his eyes. Standing before him was the surprise of a lifetime. He blinked three times to ensure he was not hallucinating; yet there was no mistaking it. He had seen the older man numerous times, but never dressed in street clothes. There at his doorway stood Bruno Sambartini. Dino stood behind his uncle. A chill swept Steve's spine. The Italian wrestler with swept back jet black hair was even more handsome than Steve had thought. The man's biceps bulged like balloons. His pullover clung tightly to his massive chest. And then, Steve became transfixed for just a moment when he spotted Bruno's amazingly large and pointed tits imprinting themselves boldly under his shirt. Steve felt his cock rise. Bruno Sambartini knew immediately that the young man at the doorway was ogling his body, no doubt taken by the bulging muscles under his tight-fitting pullover. "May I have help you," Steve asked. Bruno replied, "I am looking for Lee Jacobs, The folks at his firm said he must be here; he hadn't returned there from a business trip." "Well, he's not home, yet either." Steve then could not resist, "Are you the famous Bruno Sambartini?" Bruno smiled, reached out his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself when you opened the door. Yes, yes, I am, and this is my nephew, Dino. " Steve quickly said, "Won't you come in? And how do you know my dad? Bruno and Dino entered the house, Steve ushered them into the main room off the pool patio, and by the time they took their places on the sectional, Bruno had told Steve how he knew Lee. "You mean, you and my father are going to sort of be in business together?" Bruno recognized the enthusiasm in the voice of Lee's son. He eyed the youngster realizing that he was a hot young man, like his father in some ways, but fresher, more innocent and not as hairy. "That is just great that dad won this mega contact and that you are one of the investors," Steve said. "Wow. Did you see my father on this business trip?" "Yes," Bruno replied, "We became good friends," and then out of nowhere, the overeager Dino said, "We all became good, good friends." Bruno quickly looked at Dino and said, "Hush, kid. Know your place." Dino's naiveté fascinated Steve. He followed up, "No, I want to know. Let Dino tell me, so friend, Dino, how good of a friend did my dad make with all of you and your famous uncle?" Bruno started to interrupt, but Steve aggressively said, "Let your nephew answer, please." "Well, I shouldn't say too much, but your father won the contract because he is the most handsome man ever to work for Mr. Tron Anders." Bruno told Dino to "cool it." He then turned to Steve and said, "My nephew was fascinated by your father. Sort of developed a man crush. It's a little embarrassing. Have you ever had a man crush, Steve?" Bruno's question took Steve back. He did not answer, instead Steve asked, "So, do you have business with dad? You are free to wait here. I don't know when he will be returning." Dino then said, "Uncle Bruno, let's get our duffel bags out of the car; I brought a swim suit; we can all go swimming." Steve considered the possibilities and again thought of how seductive the pool had been for every man around him - his father, General Ryan, Mr. Rohlings. Steve quickly followed up, "Would you like to? It's a great pool. I was about to get into my trunks and head out." Bruno smiled and said, "I don't know. Maybe we should go find a hotel and get your father to call us when he returns." Steve did not want to lose the opportunity to see the famous Bruno Sambartini without his shirt and soaked in a swimsuit. He knew the man's body well from the wrestling videos, but now was the time to turn a screen image into a real life image. "Please, join me. I would enjoy hearing about your matches and your career. You are one of my favorites." Dino smiled and interjected again, "Isn't Uncle Sammy, the greatest? He's tough looking and you should see his big chest." Bruno smiled, and then Steve did not know what overcame him, but without apprehension he looked the famous wrestler directly in the eyes and said softly, "I would very much love to see your big chest." Bruno took the words as words of seduction. He realized that if Lee Jacobs could be as amorous and willing as he had been that his son likely had some of the same genes. Bruno also was not going to let the opportunity go by. He smartly took command, "Dino, why don't you go get your swimsuit from the car and step into that side room to change. I didn't bring a suit, but I have on boxers so I think that'll do. Okay, Steve?" "That is fine; a suit, boxers, a thong, nothing. The pool is open, nudity accepted." Dino saw the dynamic between his uncle and the son of Lee Jacobs. He turned and rushed out the door, He knew his Uncle Bruno was on to something, so he deliberately took his time, letting several minutes go by before he went back into the house to change into his suit. As much as Bruno Sambartini wanted to get back at Lee Jacobs, as much as he could recognize the adoring and sex-filled eyes of a young fan, and as much as he found the youngster Steve Jacobs sexy as hell, he had immediate plans to see where thing were heading. If Steve did not respond, there was no need for a swim. If he did respond, the wait for his father could be quite fun. Steve also was not going to waste time. He had realized that between General Ryan, Max Anderson and John Rohlings that older men found him attractive, He also knew when a middle-aged man had bisexual or gay interests. He was not prone to wait for a long and drawn out process of beating around the bush, so to speak. He also knew he wanted to get to know Bruno Sambartini in an intimate way and a fantasy of his could come true. He did not care about the nephew; Dino's presence could work its way out. Before Steve could take his first move though, Bruno let Dino get out of the house. When both men stood up, the wrestler grabbed Steve by the bicep. "Nice muscle, Steve. Now, do you play? Do you play like your daddy plays?" Stunned, Steve asked, "What do you mean, do I play as my father..." Bruno interrupted, "Do you get it on like Lee? You should ask your old man about the hot tub party a few nights ago? Your daddy was the cock stud of the tub." The moment exploded in meaning and motivation for both Bruno and Steve. The information rocked Steve's world. On one hand, he could not fathom that his farther would be a party of a group hot tub scene with other men. Yet, his cock began to fill with an eager erection as Steve thought about the possibility of his handsome father getting it on with Bruno Sambartini and others. Yet, Steve did not want to look too surprised to reveal too much about his father. "I don't know what to say, Mr. Sambartini." Bruno smiled, looked Steve directly in the eyes again and said, "I shouldn't have said anything. I'll explain later. Right now, this shirt of mine is feeling pretty tight." And without Steve saying another word, Bruno took the flanks of his pullover from out of his pants, placed his hands on opposite sides of his body to crisscross them, and then he slowly lifted up the shirt to reveal his belly first and to take it over his chest and off. When the wrestler belly button came into view, Steve felt his cock throb and jerk; when the strongman's full belly was revealed, Steve's cock throbbed even more; and when his full chest was exposed - the excessive breast muscle, the thick hair, and, most of all, the extra thick, hot pink, and jutting pointed tits - Steve felt a full erection tent his jeans. Bruno threw his shirt on the sectional, fluffed his chest hair with both hands, put his hands out to the sides, and asked, "Well Steve, your dad said you were a fan. Is this the chest you've admired?" Steve could not say anything, his body shivered. He wanted to touch the man standing before him. He knew this moment rivaled the moment days before when he had unbuttoned his dad's shirt to reveal the gorgeous body he had long admired and wanted to know. He also knew that regardless of the multiple sex partners he had enjoyed the past few days that this moment rivaled everything else. His jaw dropped. He heard Bruno Sambartini, the great wrestler whose strength and power and awesome pectorals had awed fans, say "It's okay to admire this body of mine, Steve. I like it when fans get to know me." Bruno then stepped within inches of Steve. Steve said, "It's just that... well, it's just that seen you on TV and well..." Knowing the young man was awestruck, Bruno took Steve's hands, lifted them and said, "Go ahead, Steve. Go ahead and sample my wares. I'd enjoy it, too,." Steve let his palms descend upon the mighty chest. The moment was mind blowing. Yet, he knew he knew something about pleasing an older man and enjoying chest play. Just as Steve began to knead the massive pecs, Bruno took him into his arms and planted a wet, sloppy, but hard kiss, going mouth to mouth with the son of Lee Jacobs. Steve did not waste a moment. His fingers made tracks through the thick brown hair of the wrestler's sexy chest. And then, his urges could not wait. Using both of his thumbs, he found Bruno Sambartini's thick and succulent mantits and strummed them with purpose and liking. When Bruno broke their kiss to lean his head back and moan, Steve kissed down the man's hard-muscled neck, over his beefy shoulder, and then lifted the wrestler's arm to kiss in his arm pit before sinking his lips on down to find Bruno's left nipple. Steve's cock throbbed, jerked, leaked and a mini-orgasm swept his body when his lips and tongue found Bruno's wonderfully luscious nipple. Steve felt the man's chest hair topping the tit, but that didn't matter. The big nip was plenty delicious. He felt Bruno's hand pressed his head into the ripe nubbin and heard the wrestler moan from deep within his guts, and then he heard Bruno say, "Oh Steve, oh man, you suck that tit like nobody else." At that moment, Dino interrupted their hot engagement by coming back into the house. Taking charge, Bruno told his nephew, "You go ahead and get in your swim suit and go for a swim. I have to talk to Steve for a while." Seeing his uncle with his shirt off and noticing that his uncle's left nipple was moist and perked, Dino knew what had occurred His own lips had made that same impression on his uncle's chewy and hairy nipple and its sensitive tit. Steve and Bruno waited for Dino to head to the pool and watched him dive in before Steve turned and said, "We can go to my bedroom, if you would like." Bruno smiled and replied, "Let's do it, big boy. Indeed let's do it." He then pulled Steve to his chest again and muttered, "But first, take another sample, have at both of these nipples of mine. Sweep your tongue all over my chest." Steve did not hesitate. With Bruno guiding him from one embossed tit to the other, Steve stood there with his wrestling idol and sucked the man's nipples, the left one, the right one, and back to the left, over and over, leaving a wet trail through his forest of thick chest hair. He noticed the extra bulge in the man's massive pecs that was noticeably larger than what he had found even with muscular, big-chested dudes like with his dad or John Rohlings. And hearing the great wrestler lavish praise and liking was too much, "Oh yes, oh yeah, suck those mannips of mine, suck 'em good. Chew on them; Steve. Chew my titties for me. Chew them good." Wanting to accommodate this new lover, Steve settled his front teeth's settled on the mid point of the projecting nipple, and bit down. He drew the tit skin away form the chest. Bruno looked down and smiled, and groaned, "Oh Steven, yes, chew those babies. Make my big tits hurt. Chew 'em. Suck 'em,. Juice 'em, my boy." Steve had a mouthful of the nipples he had admired form a television screen and videotape. He wanted to own the succulent cones. And Bruno continued to moan and groan and say wild things, "Eat me, son. Oh yes, the son of Lee Jacobs is nursing from my big tits. Oh wow, oh yeah! Nurse from me." The two men were hot and heated. Their interaction had turned to steam. Steve reached down and felt the erection in Bruno's pants. The man's hot dong filled his palm through the cotton trousers. Bruno continued to hold Steve' face to his chest. They collapsed to the nearest part of the sectional, almost to the exact spot where Steve had screwed around with General Ryan and rancher Rohlings, and now wrestler Sambartini. The men began to feel each other through their clothes, with Steve squeezing on Bruno's thick cock while Bruno kneaded at the young man's chest and ran his other hand around to massage Steve's buttocks. Steve was plenty hot for the hugely muscular and hairy wrestler that he had longed admired and could not believe that a fantasy was unfolding before him. He sucked hard at Bruno's powerful pecs. Bruno forced Steve's mouth up to again press their faces together and to allow his tongue to dance with Steve's. He maddeningly pushed Steve's shirt up to his shoulders, found the young man's wide and seductive nipples and licked around each before fully planting his lips onto the left one and sucking tight. Steve lifted his chest and moaned. The twosome pushed their crotches together and both noticed the hard vibrant erection spearing from under the other's trousers. Bruno compliment Steve, "Damn son, you are so damn long; I think you have your old man whupped by length. Mighty good." The comparison took Steve back. Again, this famous wrestler had made a reference that pointed out he knew intimate details about Lee. Steve felt the rock hard lump in Bruno's pants and wanted to divest the strongman of all of his clothes, yet feelings of discomfort began to overtake him. When Bruno again instructed Steve to "get your mouth on my tits again; I need that attention, please." Steve kissed, licked, sucked, and massaged the massive chest muscles of his wrestling hero for a good while. His fingers tested every square inch of Bruno's furry chest, getting to know the impressive length, softness and mass. His tongue made tracks through the hair, outlined he mammoth ridges, and salivate over succulent mannips. Bruno growled softly and exclaimed, "Damn son, you are one sensuous man. Too good. You make my chest melt; you cause my tits to beg for your attentions. I love it!" Meanwhile, the wrestler raised Steve's tee shirt over his head, turned his slim body over so his back pressed against the sofa, and held both wrists together to raise his arms above his head. He smiled down at his newest partner, held him captive, and then paid homage to his body, "You look great, Steve. Cute, boyish, yet manly, smooth and slick unlike your dad and his hairy chest,,, and the widest sexiest nipples that I've seen in awhile. Just great." When Bruno descended his lips to Steve's right tit, all Steve could do with his hand held firmly above his head was look down and moan and groan and thrash on the couch. "Oh Mr. Sambartini, oh sir, you make me crazy. Oh, I cannot believe you are doing that to me. " Bruno smiled, used his other hand to caress Steve's cock through his pants, and then he shifted position to grind their covered dicks together. "Like that, son? Like it, Stevie?" "Yes, yes, I do,. Your cock feels so firm and stubby and thick, sir." "It is Steve and it knows how to screw a young man like yourself. Let's fuck." But a sense of things moving too fast and being too beyond his control overwhelmed Steve at that point. While he still wanted to return his attentions and infatuation to Bruno's big chest, he was not at all certain about fucking with the professional wrestler. Yet, Bruno became insistent. "Let's get to your bedroom, Steve, get naked together. Have a go at it. If you are anything like your old man..." Bruno again mentioning his dad did not sit well with Steve. As Bruno released his arms and tried to help him up from the sectional, Steve began to think he did not want to take things further as Bruno was suggesting, maybe at some point in the future, but not now, not here, not with the man's nephew so entry and his after expected home later that day. Steve responded, "Maybe you need to tell me what all occurred with my father and your group of men." Bruno smiled and to Steve's surprise, the muscleman scooped him up in his arms with ease. Lifted him from the sectional, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "No, instead, I think I will carry you to your bed, and we can strip off and go at it." Bruno immediately began to head toward a hallway that anyone would rightfully deduce contained the bedrooms. Steve patted the man on his hairy chest, liked the feeling of being carried by him, and then let his guard down again wanting to be taken by Bruno, yet torn about giving into the unknown man's controls. Bruno rolled Steve's body into the fold of his arms as they walked down the hallway. He again kissed Steve and whispered, "You are so hot, my lad. So good-looking and sexy. This is going to be fantastic!" With hardly any effort, the big muscled wrestler squeezed Steve into his arms and used his hand to push Steve's face to his left breast. He walked slowly down the hall without Steve directing him. Feeling lusty, Bruno directed Steve to "go ahead, get those lips back around that big nipple there> I wan to hold you like this while you suckle from my tit. Do it!" And Steve did as Bruno continued down the hall, past a spacious library and past a sitting room with an atrium. "Oh yes right here, right like that, draw it up and into your mouth, Stevie," Bruno directed as Steve made a toy of the man's puffy nipple and as Bruno expressed his pleasures and likings. Before Steve realized it, Bruno nudged open the door to his father's master suite and carried him inside. "You missed my bedroom up the way," Steve said, "This is dad's room. Not here." Bruno chuckled. "Nice digs. And what better bed for the two of to consummate in that the mattress that the stud master Lee Jacobs has fucked on a hundred times." He moved over and tossed Steve onto the bed. The move did not please Steve. But before he react or let the great man, Mr. Sambartini, know in a nice way that they needed to slow down, talk a while, and go elsewhere other than his father's bed, Bruno began to strip. Steve looked with great interest as Bruno quickly unsnapped his slacks and dropped them. He kicked off his loafers, stepped our of his pants, grabbed his crotch through his white boxers, and smiled at Steve. "My cock is hard, son. Mighty hard. But I want you to strip the boxers from around my waist. Let me know you want it. What do you say?" Steve paused and while he knew he wanted to have sex with this hugely well-muscled and very fit Italian man, he remained uncomfortable with how things had transpired. Bruno then flopped on the bed with him, grabbed him, and began to massage his right pec in a firm and manly way. "Way say you, Steve?" "Mr. Sambartini, this is too much, too fast for me," Steve managed to express. And then, Steve broke away from the wrestler, quickly pushed off his father's bed, and said, "I think I am going to get into a bathing suit and we can go join your nephew. Dino shouldn't feel as though he is left out. We can find time later. I promise you." But before Steve could exit this father's room to he, Bruno met him at the door, took him by the arm, spun his around, and then much like the wrestler had manhandled Steve's father in the hotel room for a few minutes, he pushed Steve up to the all, took Steve's hand and forced it to the opening in his boxers. His middle-aged pecker stood stiff, having anticipated the interlocking of parts with the young man. "Please, sir, please don't overpower me," Steve begged. Bruno pressed his palm behind Steve's neck, brought his face forward, and collapsed their mouths together. Before Steve could fully comprehend the assault, the older man held Steve's open palm and closed it around his rock hard cock. "Ah there, now, don't you want to pleasure your wrestling hero, son? Oh, that feels good, stroke me, Stevie." The intensity of the moment shook Steve to his sexual core,. Without a doubt, he wanted to hold and get to know the shaft of a well-known celebrity wrestler that people throughout he country admired. He knew other young men would want to be in this position. His palm began to fondle the Italian man's firm dick even after Bruno Sambartini stopped forcing the action. He took it from the confines of Bruno's boxers and backhanded it with deliberate strokes. He felt a dampness on his hand and knew the great wrestler's cockhead had released its moisturizer. "Ah, good, real good, nice, son," Bruno half whispered and half gasp. The strongman then let his own mouth go from Steve's face to kiss along the young man's pretty shoulder line and then on down and all around his breasts. As Steve examined the man's hot sausage, backhanding it with his fist, he looked down to see the famous Bruno Sambartini open his mouth to inhale sharply and deeply. Steve trembled shortly afterward when the wrestler gasp in heat and then sank his front teeth right on the edge of the young man's perky right tit. Bruno masterfully bit the very tip of Steve's nipple between his teeth. The sensation sent Steve's own cock to quivering in his pants. :Oh, man, oh Mr. Sambartini, oh wow,." Steve leaned his head back and exclaimed. When the handsome Italian took his front teeth from the nipple's edge to swirl the tit with his thick tongue, Steve groaned deeply and pushed his hand under his breast muscle to make it all the more accessible. His other hand grabbed tightly to Bruno's fat cock and pumped it to send heat flashes along its edges. Bruno lifted off Steve's stretched nipple to kiss the young man again. He pushed his boxers off his own hips and let them fall to his ankles. He had Steve against the wall with his body naked except from the underwear around his ankles. He stepped out of his boxers to press all of his naked body into Steve. He again lifted the young man off the floor, carried him to the bed and dropped him there like a rag doll. Without losing a second, he got on top of Steve and again took in a sharp inhale of air as their hot bodies found each other. Steve felt smothered by the hairy muscleman, but he had little choice except to kiss Bruno and return his caresses. Bruno grabbed the back of Steve's neck and instructed him to, "Nurse from my big man pecs again, son. Show me how much you wanted to taste these babies when you saw me on the TV." And Steve did, with great interest, intensity and need; he scooped his face up to Bruno Sambartini's beautiful chest and began to lap first at one nipple and then over and around and on the next, time and again. Bruno directed his lips by holding his neck. Both men moaned and groaned as Steve licked lightly, but sucked deeply time and again. Bruno turned over and brought Steve on top of him. "Do all of me, son, Please, Steve. Do all of me." Bruno urged as he pushed Steve's shoulders down to move Steve closer to his bare crotch. Steve again took Bruno's stiff shaft in his hand and began to beat it up and down. Bruno moaned, stuck a hand down to hold the base of his cock and replied back at Steve, "Oh yeah, suck, me now. Suck me." But Steve paused and reached up, with his free hand, to again enjoy the playground of the massive hairy chest that the wrestler offered. Steve knew he would never feel another man's chest so thick and massive, with such extremely big and hard muscles and puffy mannips. Yet, he was not inclined to give Bruno head. The Italian man's dark cock appealed to him though.. He felt it and pumped the shaft; he admired the mound of balls between the wrestler's legs. Steve also took note that the wrestler's dick was plenty thick, like his dad's in that regard, but its length was short of average and noticeably shorter than those of his dad's, the general's, the rancher's, and the country club partner that he had caressed in recent days. Again, the love of cock on older men of distinction flashed through Steve's mind and caused him to shiver of sexual stimulant. The comparison of the cocks he had made it with in the past few days forced Steve into the present and the sheer quantity of his amorous ways made him feel a sense of guilt. He did not know why, he had enjoyed each man, yet waves of guilt fell upon his shoulders. He thought of needing to be clean for his dad when he returned, he thought of how Bruno was almost forcing himself upon him. And then, Steve stopped and let the wrestler's fine cock fall from his palm. He moved away from Bruno, quickly jumped out of the bed again, and declared, "I cannot do this right now. Let's go for a swim." Just as Steve made it to the doorway leading out of the room, Bruno shocked the crap out of him and brought shivers to his body by boldly saying, "I thought you'd want to dick me just like your old man did so well the other night. He fucked me so hard, Steve. So hard and so good. And I made it good for him, too." Steve stopped, turned and said, "Are you serious?" Bruno chuckled, ran his right hand through his chest hair as he lay on the bed and played with his still hard cock with the other and replied, "Serious as a damn good cum, kid. Your dad and I could not keep our hands off each other. I really like Lee, very much. Very, very much. Good guy, splendidly handsome, a chest to die for, and a big, bod, I mean a deliciously driving-hard pecker." Steve stood in the doorway, paused to take in what Bruno had said, and then had a dual thought wave of thought. First, it upset him that his father would fuck around while on the business trip and so soon after they had made it, but then, he had done the same, And secondly, it excited him that his father was so active now with other men. "Steve heard himself say, "Please tell me more." Bruno smiled, got up form the bed and with his cock swinging back and forth, he moved his naked body to stand by Steve. He touched the young man on his bare shoulders, squeezed his biceps, and lightly ranked his fingertips down the young man's chest. "You are so nice looking, Steve. Look, your dad won a multi-million-dollar planning and construction contract by being good at what he does in every way. In every way. He became a major partner to the biggest investor group that Tron Anders owns in this state. And, he shared himself with all of the players. He was open, fun and damn good." Steve swallowed and asked, "How did he share himself?" Bruno smiled, reached up and nonchalantly used his thumb to begin strumming Steve's alluring right nipple. The touch turned Steve on, he could not deny it. Bruno replied softly, "I am not one to kiss and tell with my partners or to reveal another man's activity, Steve. I am not. But, your dad also upset me. Seems Dino went to his hotel room with him because he has a man crush on your old man. He went to join him as your dad invited because they could not get enough of each other. They wanted more of each other even after our sex party. Yet, Lee used, insulted and humiliated Dino badly, really insulted him. Made the kid feel bad about himself. And that upsets me and Mr. Anders. So, this is why I am here." The situation made Steve uncomfortable. He knew at some point he would want to engage sexually with this wrestling. But for now and until he could get with his father to learn more, he knew he had to end the scene. Steve said, "Let's see what Dino is doing. We both need to cool off with a swim. I like you r body a whole lot, Mr. Sambartini, you are a great wrestler, but for now, I need a break." Bruno smiled, raised his hands in a show of exasperation with Steve's decision to stop their play. And then he watched as Steve turned and headed down the hall. Bruno went to slip on his boxers for the pool. When Steve and Bruno went out to the pool, Dino was not swimming, he was not there. And then, Steve heard the sounds of more than one person in the nearby pool house. He looked at Bruno and said, "hit the pool or enjoy the sun in one of the loungers, let me make sure Dino isn't in the pool house here." When Steve opened the pool house door, yet another surprise flashed before him. Standing on a bench with his hands raised to hold onto one of the exposed rafters, and stretched out in a very sexy pose, and very naked was none other than General Wesley Ryan. Steve gasp as he looked down to see Dino sucking rapidly and vigorous at the general's ramrod of a cock. Dino mouthed the fine dick, which had just fucked Steve earlier in the day. As he bobbed on the stiff shaft he reached up with both of his small hands to twists at the older man's jutting and sensationally sexy mannips. The scene mesmerized Steve. Once again, the general's sexual aura reminded Steve of just how attracted he had become in recent days to the mature and distinguished man. . Wesley Ryan's rugged good looks, machismo, and charisma combined with his very fit body, good-looking package, and sexy torso turned Steve on in a big way. Looking down and seeing the dark, young Dino servicing the virile mature man was too much for Steve Dino had stripped off his swimming suit. With the general standing on the bench and holding himself steady by the rafters, Dino stood and bent over allowing him easier access to pump and suck the officer's cock. Steve shook his head trying to make sure he was seeing what he was seeing. The sexual scene was hot. With Dino twisting big time on the general's puckered tits, sucking his cock at a tremendous rate, and deep throating the retired officer in an impressive style, Steve felt his own cock leaking its stuff inside his bathing suit. He heard Wesley Ryan moan and mutter, "Oh Steve, I cannot stop this. I am so close, so close, this kid is so hot." Steve stood motionless unable to decide to close the door and watch the action perhaps even encouraging it to help Wesley Ryan get off or closing it and pretending to Bruno that nothing at all was going on the pool house. But when Wesley Ryan began to moan deeply and Steve saw the familiar sweat break out over his body, all three of them knew the hardy general was about to shoot his load. "Oh, kid, you feel so good, you suck dick like a pro, like a damn pro. I cannot believe I found you," the general said pushing his cock at Dino and wanting the kid to bring him off. He did not care that Steve was looking on, if anything, it made this happenchance encounter all the more thrilling. . Steve stood in the doorway, watching closely and seeing that Dino was doing an absolutely whorish job of blowing the general. Knowing that he had the general's dick close to shooting off, Dino took it from his mouth, and began to jack it rapidly with his hand. He took his other hand from the stiff nub of the general's smooth chest and used it to manhandle, squeeze and pull tightly and a bit roughly at the ball sac hanging between the firm legs of this good looking silver fox. Wesley Ryan moaned, looked at Steve and said, "This kid can suck cock, let me tell ya oh yeah!" The general was very much enjoying the action. Wesley Ryan swayed his hips back and forth, partially hanging from the rafter, looking down to watch Dino sucking at the top of his cockhead. He felt the surges of a mighty cum bolting through his lower body. He gave himself to Dino. "Take me, my boy. Take my stiff dick. Beat me!" General Ryan allowed his cock to push in and out of Dino's closed fist with a great action of enjoyment. Dino pounded fast and furiously at the hard cock. Realizing how close the general was to blasting his load, Dino to jack the general's swollen and blood-filled cock with even a greater speed. Steve heard the youngster tell the general, "Go ahead and shoot it to my face. Let me watch it open up and shoot!" Steve was just about to step into the pool house to take the general's hot tits between his own fingers to help him enjoy his orgasm all the more when he felt Bruno's hand on his shoulder. He turned, saw Bruno and moved to the side just as Bruno stepped into the doorway to look over his shoulder and see the sexual display. "Oh man, wow!" Bruno exclaimed. "It doesn't take my Dino long to find the action." Bruno then pulled Steve toward him, stood behind Steve and whispered, "This is too good. And that older gentleman is one fine specimen... sexy, hot and handsome." And then, not caring that he had onlookers, but impressed that Steve was still watching and the man joining Steve had a massive chest to die for, Wesley Ryan let go of all reserves and told Dino, "Keep jacking me, son. Jack me. Stroke me, beat my meat." And Dino did, pumping the man's shaft and caressing his nuts. The general moaned loudly, looked at Steve, and then said to no one in particular "I am all his. This kid is too good." All four of the men watched intensely as Wesley Ryan's excited dick shot off. His first stream of semen streaked Dino's face, hitting the kid on his forehead, between his eyes, over his nose and across his lips. Dino guided the shooting mancock so its cockhead touched his left nipple just as Wesley Ryan released another stream of manly syrup. This time, the white juices covered Dino's dark-skinned breast and dripped off from his small, but excited tit. Dino continued pumping the shooting cock getting a third and fourth load that shot down to his own crotch before the streams turned to droplets and a drip. Dino had blown and beaten Wesley Ryan to a hard climax. Bruno clapped, Steve stood mesmerized. Yet, Steve realized his own cock was a cement package and Bruno had grabbed it to play with him yet again. Dino turned, saw the tent pole protruding from Steve's bathing suit and said, "You want me to take your big dick out, Steve, and give you the same pleasure?" Steve paused feeling Bruno's palm caressing his erection and making it itch for greater attentions. Endnotes: Please consider giving to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html to support the cause. Your dollars - a few or many -- can make a difference. We continue to want your feedback about our series, this part, the actions, and the characters. 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