Date: Fri, 26 Jun 2015 13:35:10 -0400
From: Jammer S <riversplash21@gmail.com>
Subject: His Father's Chest. Part 44

PART 44: DIFFERING OUTLOOKS BETWEEN FATHER AND SON

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By Jammer Stone and the Writers Block

When Steve returned home and walked in ready to see his father and be alone
with him, he was greeted by a second note. His father's note read: "Had to
get into the office first thing to take care of stuff. Sorry you left out
last night, Steve. I missed you. Will be home round 6 p.m."

Steve went next door to give the car keys to Lenny. HE found Dino bringing
in his suitcase and saying "I m going to be your next door neighbor for a
week or so. General Ryan has invited me to be his house boy. How about
that?"

Lenny then came into the room and confirmed the arrangements. It did not
sit well with Steve that the Italian youngster would be so close to his
father or that Dino had made such an impression on the general. Yet, Steve
knew he would keep Wesley Ryan company while he and his father were trying
to get their relationship back to where it was before so many others had
intruded.

Lenny pulled Steve into the next room and immediately asked, "So, how did
it go with dad? What should I know? Did you two fuck each other?"

Steve told Lenny "We had a nice time; your dad is great, but leave some of
the questions to our privacy, Len, okay? But let me say, I think your
father is considering intimacy with you? Give him a little time, but flirt
with him and let him know your interest when you can and when it's safe."

Lenny told Steve that he appreciated his efforts to bring he and his father
together. Lenny then said, "From what Colonel Harding says, there was quite
the scene next door after I crashed. Sure wished I could have seen your dad
being stripped. Damn Steve, are you going to try to make it with your
father? Or, help me make it with him?"

Before Steve could control his tongue, he replied, "Apparently half of the
state has made it with my father."

"What? You mean you dad has opened up to a lot of gay sex?"

Steve then told Lenny he did not care to talk about it, but he added, "I
tell you what, my friend, if we are both interested and if we play our
cards, right, some Saturday night we can have an all-night fuck party with
your dad, my dad and each other. If we thought General Ryan and Colonel
Harding were hot, just wait till we get our two fathers rip roaring ready
to fuck."

Lenny looked surprised and simply replied, "Oh wow. damn Steve, let's make
it happen as soon as possible"

Steve spent the rest of the day at his house relaxing and trying to
recuperate from the previous days and nights of hot sex. Bruno got ready to
leave to head back home, without Dino, and stopped in to say goodbye. Steve
was not too friendly, yet Bruno insisted on talking and being friendly. At
one point, Bruno walked behind Steve and began to massage his
shoulders. The man's firm hands felt marvelous. Steve relaxed for just a
few seconds and that is all it took for Bruno o sweep his hands under
Steve's shirt and around to his belly and up to his chest.

"Please Bruno, enough is enough, I cannot," Steve said.

But Bruno continued and whispered to Steve, "We never had our moment. We
both want it. You know we do." And then Bruno forcibly pulled Steve's shirt
up- and over his head. Steve could have prevented it, but some strange
simulation told him to see where the famous wrestler was going to take the
moment. It did not take long for Bruno to turn Steve around and kiss him
passionately. Steve reciprocated and without restraint found his own hands
kneading Bruno's seductive chest.

"Feels good, Stevie. Oh, it feels so good with you." And then Bruno stepped
back and quickly pulled his tight pullover off his body and threw the shirt
to the floor. He stepped into Steve, brought the young man head to his
hairy chest, and coaxed, "Oh Steve, do it again. Like yesterday, please
suck my mannips."

Steve leaned in and began massaging Bruno's massive pecs with both of his
hands while his tongue found the tip of the wrestler's right nipple and
began to tease it and love it.

"Yes, oh yes, do it, Steve. So good," and Bruno moaned as Steve's mouth
found all of his nipple and suckled it for a long while before moving to
the other and sucking it, too.  Steve moved his face into the deep crevice
between the wrestler hunky, hairy breast and moved his lips back and forth
with great speed to wet the cliffs of his pecs

Steve knew he might have allowed Bruno to take him up to his room for them
to fuck each other. He knew the wrestler turned him on, still interested in
sex with him, and perhaps wanting to do it with yet another man just to
spite his father. But, the bell saved him when Lenny knocked on he outside
door leading to the pool.

"Fuck, fuck, don't answer it," the bare chest wrestler insisted. But the
knock had returned Steve to his senses. He grabbed his shirt, put it on,
and answered the door. When Lenny came in to ask Steve about borrowing his
tennis racquet so he and Dave Harding could play that afternoon, Bruno
still did not put on his shirt. Instead, he asked Lenny, "Well, your
blowjob was great last night, what about forgetting the tennis for now and
volleying in the bed with me and Steve?"

Lenny looked at Bruno as though he was turned off by the suggestion and
then Steve interjected, "Bruno, I think it's time we bid goodbye and let me
escort you out to your car."

Steve spent the afternoon alone then awaiting his father's return. The day
went by slowly for Steve. He could not keep his father off his mind. He
started to call his father several times, but instead opted for his father
to make contact.

He took a nap and started dinner for them. At 6 p.m. sharp, his father's
car came up the driveway, Immediately, Steve's nuts started churning and
his mind felt like a rollercoaster was running through it.

When Lee walked in the door, he and Steve took one long look at each other
and then the father took charge. "Steve, it is so damn good to be here with
just you and me. Just us. Come hug me."

Steve did not resist. Their hug was long and tight, yet neither man turned
his mouth to the other for a deep kiss. Something was missing. Both
realized that each had given a part of their intimacy to others.

The father and son chatted and made small talk before Steve went to mix his
father a cocktail. Neither broached the subject of the other one having
been with multiple partners in the few days that they had been apart. His
father drained his first drink quickly, so Steve mixed him another and made
himself a double. He then cut back on his planned menu deciding to prefer
time talking with his father rather than spending too much time in the
kitchen.

After Lee finished his second drink, Steve said their pasta and salads
would be ready in a few minutes. Lee told Steve, "I think I will change
clothes. Get out of this shirt."  Steve did not know what came over him,
but without hesitation, he asked his father, "Can I help you out of the
shirt?"

Le turned, smiled at Steve and said, "I am glad you would be interested in
helping me, son. Sure, why don't you unbutton it here and then I'll walk to
the bedroom to change."

With a great deal of excitement, Steve walked over to his dad, loosened his
tie further to take it off and then began to unbutton the five buttons down
the front while his father unbuttoned the sleeves. When he shirt was fully
unbuttoned and Steve had taken its tails from his father's pants, he told
his dad to turn around. Lee did an Steve pulled the shirt form around his
shoulders. Lee was not wearing an undershirt. His bare back glistened.

Steve noticed how pretty and unblemished it was. When Lee turned around, he
fullness and handsome qualities of his fathers chest struck Steve and
brought great fires of lust rekindling throughout his body.

Steve stared. Lee recognized the stare. Steve took in his father's hunky
pecs, the sharp curves of his breasts and the deep valley between them. He
recalled when he had tit fucked his farther. He wanted to again as soon as
possible. It then occurred to Steve that for sure he was turned on my the
massive chest of Bruno Sambartini; the well-developed laborer's chest of
John Rohlings; and the very fit and toned chest with the sexy tits of
General Ryan, but his father's chest was unique and turned him on in a very
real and much fiery kind of way.

Steve's eyes stopped right on both of his dad's nipples and the hairless
halo around them. The halo looked a little strange, but he liked seeing his
dad's pretty and sexy nipples without hair surrounding hem and the tits
projected so much better to make them even more titillating there on his
perfect incest.

Lee knew what his son was starring at, so he tried to answer before a
question was asked, "It was a joke, Steve. I lost a poker bet, so I paid
off. It was just a few old men getting a little too drunk and I lost my tit
hair as a result."

Steve got ready to bring both hands up to again feel the wonder of his
father's perfect chest. To delight in having his dad's chest under his
palms and to run his fingertips to his father's tits to feel the halo and
the meat of he nipples themselves caused great surges of lust to fill the
son's his body and mind. Before Steve could make a move or compliment his
father or anything else, Lee turned and started from the room. Steve
decided to give his father his space. He turned to finish preparing their
pasta and putting the final touches on the salad.

Once again, the two made small talk during dinner. Steve had so much to ask
his father about he recent days, yet he allowed the conversation to
continue about major league basketball, the president's recent use of
drones, the town's mayoral election, and Steve's old high school football
coach getting a divorce.  When Lee said, "Well, maybe Coach Hendricks would
enjoy meeting some of our gang, getting out some, having a beer or two with
the boys," Steve knew it was time to broach the elephants in her room.

Steve asked, "So dad, do you think you could seduce Coach Hendricks? He's a
hot man, ya know? Not so much younger than you?"

Lee did not answer. He looked at Steve with a "don't go there," look, but
Steve pressed on to break the ice. "Dad, let me get you another drink and
then let; talk about us."

Lee protested and said, "No, I don't need another Scotch, and I need to hit
the sack early. Think I will do some reading in my bedroom and..."

But Steve interrupted him, "and avoid me and the talk we need to have and
acting like the grown up in the room?"

Lee controlled his anger that was about to rise up in him from what he
considered a smart ass comment by his son. Instead, he looked at Steve and
said directly, "Okay Steve, make both of us a strong cocktail,. And then,
let's talk, man to man, father to son, yes, let's talk."

Almost two hours and three cocktails later, father and son had talked Each
answered the other's question as candidly as possible and both said more
than once, "I won't lie to you, but on some things I am going to keep my
privacy."

Steve began the questions by asking his father about the $99,000 check and
the project for which he would be lead director for the renown entrepreneur
Tron Anders. Lee followed by asking Steve how the bedroom orgy occurred
between him, John Rohlings, Bruno and Wesley Ryan, but not before saying,
"I have to give you credit for attracting some real men there Steve, I
mean, a world famous wrestler, a rancher and a decorated military
officer. Wow!"

Things began to warm up between them when they talked about he coincidence
of Lee meeting Bruno and Bruno being a part of he project investment
team. But things turned cold again when Steve asked, "What in the hell were
you doing getting involved with Dino, a kid that young, dad?"

Lee did not answer, but turned up the heat when he rebutted, "and what were
you doing fucking around with General Ryan, son?"

Steve coyly and smartly replied, "Just because he was asleep in my bed and
a the foot of it at that is no sign I fucked he man or he fucked me, dad."

The father was about to challenge his son, but Lee knew he was upset once
again at both himself and his son. So, Lee asked, "Why could you not have
waited for me to get back home and for us to be together without me now
thinking you whored yourself..."

Steve interrupted and shouted back, "Me? Me? Wait a fucking minute. I was
the whore? How fucking dare you, dad. How fucking dare you. I slept with
John Rohlings and had an encounter with General Ryan, but you screwed
everyone you came across, did you not? You were the fucking slut whore, my
father dear, and..."

But Steve did not finish. His anger had turned up the heat of Lee's
anger. The father slapped his son. Steve brought a hand up to feel the
extreme pain of his face. His father had slapped him very hard. He could
believe it. He turned to walk out of the house. Lee wished he could change
the scenario. He shouted toward Steve, "Son, come back, let me apologize,
let me..."

But Steve replied, "Just go to hell, dad, go to hell and fuck yourself, old
man." The words stung Lee to the core. He felt as slapped by Steve's words
as his hand had hurt his son.

Lee finished his drink, poured another, but after the first slip he tossed
the remainder into the bar sink. He called the general's house to see if
Steve had stopped in or was there. He tried calling Steve's cell phone, but
Steve did not answer. After about an hour though, Steve returned his call.

Lee said, "Come back home, Steve. I want to see you before I go to bed?"

Steve asked simply, "Can we go to bed together and make love?"

Lee hesitated and said, "Steve, I told you we would get back to where we
were and in short time, but I need a couple of day and nights or more to
clear my mind."

Steve let his anger overtake him and said, "You sure didn't need a couple
of nights once you got out of town with grandfather or to start fucking
with that that Tron Ander's group or got involved with the Clas Watkins
Farm for Whores."

Steve's sarcasm pissed off Lee. He shouted at Steve and told him to
"apologize to me now, son. Damn it, I don't deserve to be talked to like
that." But Steve did not apologize,. Instead, he said, "Good night, Dad. I
will see you when I do."

Steve turned into the next road he saw. He headed back to the cook shack on
John Rohlings' farm. He would call the rancher to see if they could fuck
the night away.

Lee realized that his alcohol-induced buzz was wearing off, but he did not
want to be too hung over the next morning, so he opted for a midnight
swim. He stripped down in the pool house, pulled out a pair of bikini
trunks, and dove into the pool. He swam for 15 minutes, making lap after
lap. The water felt great. The laps relaxed him. The exercise cleared his
mind. He lifted himself from the pool, grabbed a towel, and was just about
to toss the towel over his shoulders to get his back when he heard a voice.

The voice asked, "Can I do that for you? Dry you off? Help you?" There
stood Dino wearing only a pair of tight cutoff jeans, without a shirt.

Under the dim glow of the pool's lights and the one light above the pool
house, Lee took in the petite cuteness and sexy aura of the youngster. He
noticed how large Dino's biceps were and how bulbous his chest muscles were
for kid as young and small as was he Italian youngster.

Lee smiled an said, "Well, good evening, Dino, What are you doing up so
late."

Dino again asked, "Can I get your back with the towel?"

Lee shook his head no, turned and moved a few steps back from Dino,. "I can
get it. I am about to head into the house. But what are you doing here so
late? Does the general know where you are?"

Dino took a step toward Lee and said, "The general kicked me out of his
bedroom tonight. I wasn't servicing him as he wanted me to. He's mad at me
and I am mad at him." Lee smiled and though about his and Steve's fight
once again.

"Dino, you know, maybe tomorrow you need to call your dad and tell him you
are catching he bus back home? You might not want to," but Dino interrupted
Lee and asked, "Is Steve in the house or he is he out? I thought I saw him
leaving out a while ago?"

Lee again did not answer Dino's question. He finished drying his body,
wrapped the towel around his midsection, and got ready to say goodnight to
Dino.

But Dino asked, "Can we sit on the lounge chair, and let me get some advice
from you? You really helped me out so much last night,
Mr.. Jacobs. Sometimes I think if I had a tutor like you, I'd be a lot
smarter about things."

Lee smiled at the evaluation of himself that Dino had made. He was about to
tell Dino "we can talk tomorrow," but before he realized his reply, he was
bending down to sit on the lounger chair and patting his hand for Dino to
join him on the other end. The mistake had been made.

Dino started asking questions and Lee began to answer. Dino's fake interest
in the conversation started Lee to thinking that if Dino hung on every word
of his, so should his own son. And then, Lee leaned back and placed his
legs out before him. Dino immediately repositioned himself so Lee's legs
were on both side of his own body.

Dino immediately remarked, "Mr., Jacobs, do you mind if I touch your
calves, massage your legs gently? I just want to be with you for a
while. General Ryan made me feel so bad about myself."

Lee fell for the bait, thinking back to how good Dino had felt the evening
before after they had cleared the air, thinking about how relaxed he felt
after the swim, and still feeling a small buzz from the liquor, he hear
himself reply, "It's okay for you to touch me, Dino, but let's not get too
personal here."

"Mr. Jacobs, you really are such a handsome, handsome man." But Dino did
not sit back and to gently rub Lee's legs,. Instead, the kid was street
smart and worldly wise. In one graceful move, he leaned over and placed his
body on top of Lee's, his right hand moving up deliberately to rank his
fingers over Lee's sensitive left nipple and his palm settling on Lee's
shoulder.

Lee said "Dino, Dino, not this..." but it was too late. The Italian
youngster brought his hand around Lee's neck, leaned up quickly, and before
Lee could react or say "no," Dino had embrace him in a tight lip-lock of a
kiss.

:Lee hated himself, but he felt his cock pulse immediately and he did not
stop Dino when the kid brought his fingertips back down to capture Lee's
left tit and began to tease it into submission. The immediate excitement of
sexual charges rushing from his tit to his brain to his crotch delayed
Lee's immediately when he raised his hand to push Dino's fingers away. The
delay gave Dino the in to work the beautiful and sweet mannip and to lean
up to engage his man crush in a tender kiss and a rare moment between a
mature man who should have known better and a youngster who wanted nothing
more.

Before the kiss broke, Dino climbed fully onto Lee's body to press their
bare chests together while Lee wrapped his arm around the kid's small
frame. When Lee danced his tongue inside Dino's mouth, the kid moaned and
so did Lee while the young Dino pressed Lee's thick nipple firmly between
his thumb and index finger. He caressed it with a delicate touch that Lee
had seldom felt. He looked up at Lee and humbly asked, "Sir, would you
please, please let me service you? To teach me to love with manly care?"

Lee did not answer, instead he turned their bodies on the chaise lounge so
they faced each other. He kissed Dino quickly on his cute nose and heard
Dino say again, "Please, Mr. Jacobs, I will spend as long as you like just
making love to your man cock. I will suck it to sunrise."

Lee felt Dino's hand moving the towel as they stared at each other, when
the towel was opened, Dino inhaled deeply when he saw Lee's wet bikini
sticking to his loins in such as way a it formed a perfect outline over his
cock and balls. Dino looked at him squarely in the eyes. The youngster ran
his hand slowly over Lee's covered dick. Lee looked down to watch the boy's
hand caress his now growing pecker.

"Yes, oh yes, you feel magnificent, sir," Dino cooed as his palm closed
around Lee's ripening and hardening dick.

Lee moved his hips to press his cock into Dino's hand. "That feels good,
kid., mighty good," Lee whispered, the sexual lust coating his words.

Dino moved downward to peel the damp bikini swimwear from Lee's flanks. Lee
lifted his ass. Even as the boy removed his bikini, Lee knew he should stop
the action, but his lust ran too deep and he wanted to be everything that
young Dino needed at that moment. It did not take Dino long to kiss his way
up Lee's left leg and to swipe his tongue over Lee's hot set of man
nuts. He then lifted Lee's nearly hard pecker and dove the tip of his small
tongue into the thickness of its foreskin that was retracting to reveal
Lee's mushroom cockhead. Lee moaned and Dino went down on him completely.

Lee grabbed he arms of the lounger for support, lifting his ass off he
chair and allowing his big pecker to slice into Dino's small mouth. It
occurred to him that he was willingly allowing the kid to have his way with
him,, without Tron Anders or Cole Lombardi or Bruno Sambartini encouraging
it. It occurred to Lee that he had let Dino have his lustful fun because
Lee was angry with Steve.  Yet, he knew he wanted to be with Steve at that
moment, to have Steve slurping at his rigid cock, to have Steve wanting him
so badly as Dino now displayed.

Lee felt Dino holding the bottom of his massive dick with one hand, his nut
sac with the other and his cockhead with his mouth. The kid was good,
sensuous and hot with his mouth. Lee looked down his bare body to watch
Dino in action. The contrast between his massive cock and he smallness of
the youngster's mouth and face was evident.

Yet, the attentions applied to his cock made Lee realize that Dino had more
experience in man-to-man sex than he did as the adult.  Feeling heated and
ready to give himself to the boy, Lee grabbed the top of Dino's head,
pressed it downward to force the young, vibrant mouth on his member and
encouraging Dino to make his suckings faster and faster.

Dino twisted and pulled and squeezed Lee's large hairy balls getting them
primed. Finally, Lee knew if he allowed the boy to suck him for a minute or
more that he would blast a load. Instead, his lustful needs made him pull
Dino off his cock and up to his upper body. He kissed the youngster hard,
they both breathed heavily, and Lee whispered to his boyish mate, "If we
had lube, I'd let you feel cock inside you again, Dino. Would you like
that?"

Dino answered, "Yes, and please do it, I am lubed. General Ryan shot me
full of his juices right before I left out and came over. I am way wet,
Mr. Jacobs, sir. It'll feel good to both of us. "

"I can make you forget all about the general, kid; make you remember what
my daddy cock did to you last night; do you want it? Do you?"

Dino kissed across Lee's hairy chest while repeating the words, "Yes, Mr.,
Jacobs, I want you; I want you; I want all of your huge man dick. Please,
please, I beg you."

Lee guided Dino by the shoulders to push the boy's body down toward his
erection. The erection was now hot, awaiting like a rocket to push skyward
into Dino's superbly tight ass, to open the boy wide, and to use the slick
oils of Wesley Ryan's cum for his own pleasure and gain. Just as Lee nudged
the outer rim of Dino's ass with his cockhead, a voice shot through the
night sky just a few feet from them.

"What the fuck? Holy hell. You two are a sight for horny eyes." General
Wesley Ryan stood before them in a long, white robe. He had watched Dino
slipped from his house and knew he was heading over to the pool when he
looked out to see Lee taking his midnight swim.

The general told Dino to "get up and get back to your room. You should be
in bed, not over here harassing Mr. Jacobs."

Dino did not lift his hand from Lee's perfect chest, instead he squeezed
the older man's beefy left breast and then leaned down to smooch at the
crowning mannips. He turned and smiled at the general.  "Can I stay,
Mr. Jacobs, can I? I promise to mind you."

Lee shook his head no and turned to take Dino's hand from his loins. "Your
Uncle Bruno left you under General Ryan's care. He's the boss, son."

Dino said, "Okay, if that's what you tell me, sir."

As Dino got up and proceeded to walk past Wesley Ryan, the man grabbed the
kid on his bicep, looked down at him, and said, "You are not to come over
to this pool or house without my permission, is that clear?"

Dino shook his head affirmatively and walked on. When he was out of sight,
the general moved over to Lee, sat down on the chair lounger, and said,
"So, Steve must not be at home. I thought for certain he would be."

Lee looked at Wesley Ryan again realizing the command and authoritative
charisma the man possessed. "Steve left out . I guess he was going to see
friends."

The general volunteered information. "Well Lee, he called Lenny while Lenny
and the colonel were playing around at my place this evening. If you need
to know where he is, he is back at a cook shack that John owns in back of
his property. You could find him there."

Lee shrugged his shoulders as though it were of no concern of his and
replied, "Steve's a grown man, his time is his own,. And his affairs are
not for me to worry about."

And then, before Lee knew what had occurred, Wesley Ryan leaned down on
him, and quickly grabbed Lee on the corner of his right shoulder, smiled
and said, "Lee, we can make tonight our own, Just you and me. The kid took
care of my immediate needs earlier, but I can give you everything you want,
friend.":

Lee starred at Wesley Ryan; he remembered the hot touches from him last
night with Bruno, yet he shook his head "no."

"I cannot do that right now, Wesley; maybe at some point, but not now, not
tonight."

Lee turned to lean over to pick up his bikini when to his surprise; Wesley
Ryan grabbed his cock and squeezed it. "Your pecker feels so hot, Lee, come
on, come on,. Just lean back. I'll get your hard erection back. If you
wanted Dino, you will love having me."

When Wesley Ryan delicately began to push the big dick through his palm,
massaging it from head to base, Lee could not deny the expertise the
general had with another cock. He knew the kind of touch and stroke that
worked best. The general whispered, "Just relax, Lee. You need to blow, and
I can fuck this cock root like it has seldom been fucked."  The general
then ran his index finger back and forth over the top of Lee's cockhead and
stopped to run a fingernail around the outline of Lee's piss slit.

The actions startled Lee, turned him on, but more than anything and very
strangely it reminded him of the day in bed when Steve had him blindfolded,
and he thought his son had done the same exact move. The action puzzled him
because he still did not remember if it were Steve or a drug-induced dream
that day. It had been General Wesley Ryan that day, too, unbeknownst to
Lee.

"Oh Lee, have your way with me. Let's enjoy each other, right here, right
now."  The general turned his head downward to engulf Lee's penis in his
mouth, to control his neighbor, to make Lee unable to resist. Knowing if he
let an expert cocksucker like Wesley Ryan take hold of his dick that he
would submit totally, Lee balked. He quickly pushed the man away and
refused him.

"I've got to on in now, Wesley. Sorry." Lee got up from the chaise lounger,
pulled the towel back around his waist, and got ready to walk back to his
house. He tuned and said, "Wesley, thanks, and good night, sleep tight."

The general tighten the rope to his robe. He knew he should have watched
longer, letting Dino get Lee into a full screwing of their bodies before he
interrupted. Indeed Lee Jacobs owed him a thank you for stopping the action
with the kid. He still did not know if he would tell Steve about catching
his father and Dino together.

Steve had returned to John Rohlings' cook shack. Although he was buzzed by
the alcohol consumption and horny from being around his father, he
refrained from calling the rancher. He was unsure of disturbing the man so
late at night and also unsure about who he most wanted - his father at home
with whom he his was pissed or the rancher with whom he could relax and
enjoy sensuous sex.

Yet, there was really no contest. Steve knew he would sleep off his current
discontent with his father, return home the next morning, and try to
resolve their differences as he day went by. As Lee went to sleep, he
thought of the same thing, again. It relieved him that Wesley Ryan had
interrupted him and Dino to end Dino's turning on of his sex buttons. Both
Lee and Steve fell asleep at about the same time. And they dreamed of each
other.

Steve dreamed that he repeatedly unbuttoned his father's shirt, spread it
wide, and then discovered his father's hairy chest for the first time. Lee
dreamed that he was spreading his legs, arching his body, and offering his
ass to Steve for the very first time.

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