Date: Mon, 24 Mar 2003 09:48:12 EST
From: Texanuc@aol.com
Subject: marine-father-and-son-4

Junior got his cute butt back into his shorts and headed out to the store
to buy steaks, and who knew what else.  Dad and I rested on the chairs and
talked.  Needless to say, there was a lot of fondling of exposed body parts
too.

We found that we had a lot in common.  He had been a gunny and was posted
at several embassies around the world.  I had been with big oil and also
lived overseas.  He was posted to west Africa a week after I had left, so
we had some mutual friends there and he had learned about my favorite beach
to get bare assed and enjoy, especially with a like minded friend.  During
the time that we were talking he had a fist wrapped around my balls, and I
had his sac firmly gripped in my right palm.

Timmy came back and gave us some lip about not being ready for his return.
I pointed to our two throbbing shafts and asked him how ready did he need
us to be.  He suggested that maybe we could have at least started a fire.
Dad picked up on that one and pointed out that we were definitely getting a
fire going between us.  We asked if he was ready for some beef, but he
proposed a rain check on what we were offering and guided us into the
kitchen instead.

I got behind him was nibbling his neck and slowly slid my hands down to
unbuttoned his shorts and dropped them to the floor as dad pulled his shirt
over his head.  We finally got serious about preparing the meal, and I
stayed behind Timmy to inspect his purchases.  As he pulled out the food, I
couldn't help but play with his firm buns while his dad stayed behind me to
continue his hand's on inspection of my backside.

He had done a great job shopping so we got busy with something other than
his buns and his bone.  I fired up the grill while Tim put the steaks into
a marinade, and Junior got the potatoes ready to bake and the steamer ready
for the asparagus.  We had a lot of fun kidding around about those green
shafts and what could be done with them, but finally let Junior get them
ready for steaming.  Tim and I made a cheese sauce to go with it, and joked
around about another load of cream to go into the sauce.  Not to mention
the cheese that we might be able to harvest from under our own skins.

Tim kicked back on a chair outside after he had set the table on the patio.
I got busy at the grill, and Junior was hustling his ass around the kitchen
making sure that everything would be okay in there.  He did manage to get
an apron around me and gave a big squeeze to make sure that I was up for
the cooking before he also put one on his naked body. After all, we didn't
want to get any burns on sensitive parts!

The food was cooked so we sat around the table to enjoy.  We ate, sipped
the wine, and enjoyed the gentle breeze.  Timmy and I enjoyed it caressing
our smooth, shaved bodies, and I could see that Tim's bush was being
stirred by the wind.  I tried to convince him that he should let us make
him smooth like us, but Junior told me to give it up as there was no way
that it would happen.  Part of his dad machismo!

We finished the meal and took everything into the kitchen.  Junior got busy
loading the dishwasher, and I couldn't resist getting up behind him and
running my hard cock up and down his shaved crack.  He reached behind to
grab me and found his hand fighting his dad's for control of that throbbing
tool.

I hugged Timmy and got him back to loading the dishwasher while his father
continued to grope me.  When it was full and started, we grabbed the melons
and cream and headed back outside.  Timmy cut a couple of holes in a
cantaloupe and placed it between his dad and I so we could enter it, then
jacked it back and forth between us.  I leaned over to kiss Tim and tweak
his nips while the melon was sucking us in and out.

We both shot our loads inside the cantaloupe and, after we had finished
humping it, Timmy unplugged us and shot the dairy cream inside.  As we all
collapsed into the chairs, he cut open the melon and sliced it into bowls
so we could all enjoy.  The mixture of dairy cream and fresh man cream made
it a treat!

Senior and I got into the spa while junior finished the clean up, and then
he joined us in the hot swirling water.  He hadn't added his juices to our
dinner, so I pushed him up on the side of the pool and went down on his
throbbing tube.  He was hard, and obviously needed to get his nut.  I was
torn between eating his stiff shaft or turning around and sitting on it.  I
was still a little hungry, so I swallowed him down.

Of course, my actions, and a lot of strategic maneuvering, got my ass into
Dad's face.  He spread my cheeks and got his face down in there to lube me
up.  Then I heard him rise out of the water and felt his blunt head tapping
at my rear door.  He had skinned back and was ready to pop into me. And he
did.

We fell into a great motion, Tim fucked into me and shoved me down on his
son's dick.  I got my left hand around his nuts and tugged on them for a
little extra stimulation, and then worked my index finger up his crack and
into his hole.  We were a great suck/fuck machine rushing toward major
climaxes.

Dad blew first, dumping his hot load up my ass and digging his fingers into
my sides.  Then I shot my wad into junior while twisting his nips like
dials.  That made him cream my throat while his spincter tried to amputate
my fingers

We collapsed into a sweaty heap on the chair, then rolled off into the
pool.  We had a lazy swim while trying to recover.  I was the first to fall
back on the steps in the shallow end of the pool, followed by junior and
then dad.  I put my arms around them both and drew then into a major hug as
we relaxed back into the warm water.

Then my two studly marines decided that they needed to go home and let me
recover for work early the next morning.  Reluctantly I got out of the pool
with them, dried each with the towels draped over the chairs, and helped
them into their clothes.  Yes, I did fondle both of their baskets before
walking them out to their cars and seeing them off.  Probably shook up the
neighbors since I forgot to slip into some shorts, and gave each of them a
big hug and kiss before they drove off.  Then I went back to my bedroom,
slid between the sheets, and fell asleep dreaming of my two humpy Marines.

Part 5, a trip to the beach with Tim, will be next if you want.

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