SCOTT'S COOL BROTHER
SCOTT'S COOL BROTHER - Part Ten
© Van T Z Boi 2019
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From Part Nine
"Come on," he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
"Wha? Where?....." Jody startled and then his head cleared. "Dad?" he asked but his teenage cock did all his thinking for him.
Part Ten
Expectantly excited he followed his father over the small railing and into the woody forest, Jack led the way, he was checking working from memory as he walked. `It had been some time since Robbie and I had stolen away to visit this part of the park, that was before they found more safer places to fuck and suck, but there was always that extra frisson that came with doing it in public where they might, could be seen or caught,' unconsciously he fingered his own bulging tent, his fingers squeezing through the fabric of his trousers and briefs. A crooked overhanging limb of a tree became familiar, Jack stepped to the left, the evidence of a broken and overgrown trail was still there albeit faint in places. Jody followed behind as his father stepped slowly down the hidden track, pushing the occasional bushy branch out of the way. Jack grinned his smile a face filling beam as he came across the place he was looking for; in his imagination he could see Robbie leaning against the tree, his tight jeans and crumpled white briefs down around his ankles, his blue t-shirt pushed over his head and himself, down on his knees, worshipping Robbie's thick teendick, he felt his cock pulse and following that a sensation of wetness, his cock had just spurted a gloop of his precum.
"Here," he turned to Jody not realising that Jody was still unaware of what Jack intended, `of course he's not Robbie,' Jack's thoughts were wistful.
Jody stared at his father, he could see the bulge tenting his father's trousers, the tip of the jerking bulge was darkened and Jody knew his father was expelling precum already. His own teenage prick swelled and expelled a glob of his own precum, he felt the tip of his teenprick rub against his boxers, the helmet sliding through where the sticky liquid has adhered to the material.
Jack gazed at his son, taking in his wholesomeness, `I made him,' he thought and then his eyes fell to the jutting lump that pointed upwards in Jody's shorts, `and I made him cum too,' he smirked, a tingle flared inside him, his manbud unused for so long twitched in heavy expectation and Jack staggered slightly as the hot rush of overwhelming desire flamed and surged inside him. Jody saw his father shake and quiver. `What's going on?' he wondered whilst his hand smoothed his raging teencock through the dampening materials that covered it. `I didn't expect to do anything' he said to himself but after all that had happened between himself and Deano and also the explosively educating training that his father had provided him with Jody sensed that there was something happening, something that was surging inside his father.
Jack stepped towards Jody and held him in his arms, the kiss was hard and heavy and indicative of the rampant dissolute lust that rampaged immorally and incestually engulfed him. Jody caught up in the heat of his father's seduction, opening his mouth to accept the seeking tongue, his own teenage hormonal desires beleaguered him and he sucked the moist tongue feeling the tendrils of ecstasy travelling along his system. His balls so recently subjugated to excessive requirement warmed and flamed with internal heat as they created more of the juices that would soon be required for unique incredulous incestuous coupling. `Dad is just so hot,' was the lusting thought which stood at the forefront of Jody's thinking mind, behind that rose the expectant desires and hormone driven longings and needs that teenage bodies are subjected to every second of their awakenings to the delights of sexual maturity.
Jack ravished his son's mouth and his hands slipped under Jody's shirt, he was enflamed by the warm silky texture of his son's skin, `Robbie's body was tauter more muscular,' his head told him, `but then he was a couple of years older,' his hand slipped inside the waistband of Jody's shorts, he could already feel the pumping pulsing that prodded against him. Jack's fingers closed around the tip of Jody's teencock, it was seeping, wetly dampened from the spilling precum, `I can almost taste it through my fingertips,' his unnerved head swam with expectant reward.
Jody panted as his father's roving hands touched, smoothed and caressed him in just the right places, despite the heavy session with Deano his teenage lustblood quickly restored his hormonal teenage drive and he leaned back with anticipation against the tree-trunk as his father continued to kiss him and run his hands everywhere all over his body. His shorts dropped to his knees and then beyond, his teendick sometimes held in his father's hands and fingers also touched, rubbed, butted his father's trousers, rocking against the similar bulge that he found between his father's legs. Jody's head swirled.
Jack nibbled the taut teats of his fourteen year old son as he fingered the growing tube of teenage passion that bucked and drooled its sticky juice onto his hands. He cuddled the fat ballsac, feeling the burgeoning heat as he admired the plumpness of his son's scrotum. `I made him,' he thought triumphantly, `and I'm gonna make him,' his thoughts spiralled away, memories of the hot times spent with his teenage self and his teenage lover Robbie in this selfsame spot caused a twitch to surge inside his pussy, long underused and persistent in its awakened demand for attention. Jody twitched and trembled as his father's sensual onslaught brought him to a peak of desire.
"Suck me!" Jody demanded, his teenrod lusted and pulsed, its surging request demanding a response.
Jack twitched, his thoughts interrupted, his fluting fingers transmitted the wanting heat from his son's teenmeat. Swiftly he dropped to his knees, ignoring the sharp pain that jolted him where his own manmeat was compressed against his clothing, his foreskin yanked back as he dropped and the stinging ache made his balls quiver in annoyance. Jack's mouth clamped around Jody's fat helmet and he took a long swallow, his mouth filled with Jody's spicy sweet precum, the enticing flavour excited his mouth and Jack swallowed several more times, each swallow being rewarded with a further delightful gloop of heady teen precum, Jody sighed and grunted, his fingers twisting through his father's hair as he helped control the urgent pressure of his father's sucking and swallowing mouth. Jack licked and rasped his tongue around the hard ridge of the swelling bulb, stimulating Jody's sensitive nerves that rocked and rolled at the slavering touch. Jody bucked, forcing his teencock deeper inside his father's mouth, unerring his glans found and slid inside the opening of his father's throat. Jack felt the intrusion and his throat clamped around the pulsing helmet, squeezing even more of the precious juice that dribbled right down into his stomach. His right hand caught at his zip, his prick so long confined was paining even more as his lusts were driven to greater heights of expectation. Jody felt his father's sigh of satisfaction as Jack released his throbbing fucker, a spray of his father's precum landed on his knee as his father caressed his own cock.
Jack sucked heartily as he rubbed his cock, he relished the taste and flavour and plumpness of his son's teenrod, swallowing all that Jody offered as his juices were hoovered up from their hidden source. Jody bucked and trembled as the tingling intensity soared and escalated, his head spun and twisted as the sensual delight skyrocketed. Jack intent on servicing his son, readying him for what his pussy demanded, the twitch was heavily insistent now, the tingling expectation becoming powerfully overwhelming worked more and more of his saliva along and around the hard teenpoker that promised him a special heaven.
Jody cried out as his balls kicked, the spasm informing him his climax was happening, desperately he forced his teendick further inside his father's throat, his hips bucking as he face fucked his father without knowing what he was doing, primordial instinct took over as he rocked on his toes, burying his teenfetiliser right inside his father's throat, his glans swelling as his spunk rattled along the inner tubing before spurting hard and heavy and deep in the tight membrane of his father's swallowing throat. Jack realised at the last second what was happening, his mouth and throat acted automatically, his brain trying to tell him. `it was okay, his teenage son would soon be ready for a second cumming, his manpussy would be serviced and pleasured'. Jody's eyes flew open as he went into the spiralling orgasm; he took in the so public exposure, the trees and bushes that surrounded them and in the distance the rumbling sounds of traffic and civilisation. His hips moved spasmodically as he juddered and shuddered, his teencock bloating for the final jets of spunk that were sucked up from his teenspheres. The final shove was followed by an arcing ache that made him pant and rasp with the hurting spasm that rocked up from his complaining balls. Jody crunched over his father, his hands gripping tight as he sought to remove his pain raddled teendick from the mauling mouth.
"Dad!, DAD! NO MORE!" his scream reached through Jack's lusting head and shocked his lips relaxed and he watched as Jody bent double, flailed against the supporting tree.
"Son, Son what's the matter?" Jack's head snapped completely off his son's wilting teenworm.
"It hurts dad, it hurts real bad," Jody was almost sobbing now, `this must be what Deano felt like it,' his spinning head informed him even as he nursed the wilting worm of paining flesh that lay limp in his hand. As he stood there wasted and curled over, panting heavily ang grumbling moaning, at last the aftercum numbness enveloped his teendick, `this lack of feeling I can understand' Jody thought as he sensed the ebbing pain dissipate whilst his teencock remained limpid and floppy.
"Here let me see," Jack's tone did little to hide his fatherly concern, gently he unclenched Jody's hand to gaze at the sight of son's flaccid teenstub. He leaned over Jody's palm, examining the immobile flesh which so recently had been flamboyant and full of life. "It's fine Jody, just a little overused," he sat back on his heels and studied Jody's face, "You must have been busy?" his quiet tone caused a relaxation within Jody who felt his tension loosen and the hot colour faded from his face.
"It was Deano," Jody sighed, his mind recalling the wrenching session with his friend, `Or is he?' the image of Deano's face and his changed demeanour inserted itself into Jody's thought processes. "Dad I think I took it too far with him?" Jody's face crumpled slightly.
"Tell me all," Jack patted the grass beside him and Jody still partly exposed squatted down. Jack could not help looking over at Jody's teenpackage, the lame limpid slug of his teenprick and the reddened swollen sac flopped as Jody sat down. Jody slumped against the bole of the tree, his legs wide apart, the grass was cool to his bothered buttocks and the cold breezes played over and about his teendick and balls. Jody responded to the comforting caresses of nature's habitat as he explained what had transpired between him and Deano.
"Sounds so hot," Jack stoked his dick, it reared and bucked, invigorated by the scenes Jody relayed, unconsciously Jody had peppered his explanation with stimulating and arousing imagery; Jack hot to trot was only able to hear the rousing debauched elements of Jody's tale, his own passion rewoken, gained in strength and desire the more Jody detailed his sexploits with Deano.
Jody paused as he spoke, acknowledging that feeling, sensation was slowly returning to the wedge of dead flesh between is legs, he experienced a short goosebump run jolt along his spine and his eyes fell on his father's throbbing cock. `Oh Fuck I've got him uptight,' Jody's head swirled again, his teenage hormones suckered him again, `It's my fault he's so horny,' Jody blamed himself, Fuck it, he blew me and now I've left him in this state,' unthinking Jody's hand reached out and grasped his father's plump shaft.
Jack trembled as the strange hand touched him, he let his own fingers fall from his jerking rod, Jody's finger fluted up and down the warm and getting hotter tube of manmeat, his fingers rubbed the loose foreskin back and forth, `so like Deano's and yet,' Jody's mind noted the differences, before he could wonder what his father's cock tasted like he was moving, up on his knees. Jack tensed at first but then as the hot moistness enveloped his cockhead and then slid down his shaft he relaxed, his legs spreading wide as his teenage son sucked his dick.
"So Spicy," Jody muttered as he lifted his lips of his father's prick, a single glimmering strand connected them to his father's cockslit, the stringy strand trembled like a spiders web in the breeze and then Jody sucked it into his mouth as he swallowed his father's dick all the way down to his balls. Jody inhaled the heady stench of his father's musk; the low air was polluted with the heady scent of manheat, Jody's nostril flared as he inhaled more and more of the heavenly erotic aroma. His tastebuds marvelled at the spicy sweetness of his father's precum and he relished the sensation of his father's exposed glans against his tongue. Jack trembled and writhed as Jody's delving mouth sent more and more rippling pleasures tingling throughout his body. Jody's head bobbed up and down, he tasted and enjoyed the texture of his father's cock and the spicy flavour of his precum. Jack rocked and bucked as Jody's exquisite sucking sent the tingling delights soaring within him, He's not Robbie but he's better than his mother,' Jack noted as he stroked and twirled his son's hairs with his fingers, elated with the delicious sensations and tingling joys that rippled and waved through him. `It's been a long time since I had a good blowjob,' he through to himself. Jody squelched and squirmed, his mouth tight against his father's cockshaft, feeling the quickening beat of his father's racing pulse as his father's desire and lust thickened and accelerated. As he breathed through his nose Jody inhaled more and more of his father's scent, the thick aroma so heavy with desirous intensity permeated his head and added to his own feelings of pleasure at pleasing his father.
Jack slid his hand down Jody's back, fingertipping over the raised bones in his spine; he worked his hand down to where he found Jody's bloated but not rigidly hard teencock. `He's not hard enough for a fuck,' his head told him that his expectation was not to be fulfilled, `I'll take the blowjob, it's the best I've had in months,' Jack twitched and jerked, his acceptance that there was to be no fuck allowing his balls to twitch and ready themselves. Jody sensed the subtle change in his father's reactions, he noted the twitching of his father's ballsac, followed by the spurt in pace of his father's pulse. `Oh Fuck he's about to blow!' his mind swirled and spun but he continued his squelching sucking, swallowing heavily in rapid succession as his father's juices increased in volume and the flavour became more salty.
Jack bucked, his balls exploded and he rocked as the hot tingling strings fluted and flared inside him, his dick juddered heavily inside Jody's mouth and then he grunted growling deeply as his dick erupted inside Jody's mouth, his heavy spurts of spunk shooting hard and heavy inside Jody's mouth. Jody for a second gagged as the heavy spurting commenced, he felt the jolts as his father's spunk bulleted against his tongue and teeth and then gainfully he swallowed quickly, his huge gulping guzzling managing to consume most of the shooting rapids of manspunk that flooded into him, a small tear of his father's pearly essence managed to force its way through the left side of his clamped lips, to slide down his chin. Jody stayed in position, his head over his father's dong, suckling gently as the fat dick in his mouth pulsed and throbbed with a reducing pressure, the complicated liquids ebbing away. Jack slumped and withered as his immediate passion dissipated and shrivelled; he sighed and leant back against the tree trunk, his head savouring the blissful experience.
Jody lifted his head, his hand wiped the drools around his mouth and he looked up at his father's serene expression, he knew he had done good and the sight of his father's closed eyes, the intense look of sated delight that lit up his father's face made him in turn feel good too.
"Oh Son," Jack blinked his eyes; he felt weakened and yet strengthened in some strange way and he gazed with love at his fourteen year old teenage son. "You did well, so good," Jack stroked Jody's face, feeling the dampness of his cheeks.
"You taught me well pop," Jody grinned, he felt instantly pleased inside himself.
The two lay still for a few quiet contemplative minutes, the sun beamed down, the light breezes blew and the sounds of the forest became clearer in their silence.
"We oughta go," Jack attempted to move but his depleted body complained and he trembled and twitched.
Jody got up on his feet, quickly he dressed, his teendick welcomed the touch of his hands as it was replaced tidily in Jody's trunks, Jody liked the sensation noting that his teencock did not stiffen up. Jack groggily got to his knees and then stood up, he struggled to get his balance, his head still unbalanced, Jody seeing his father stumble moved to support him.
"He-hay," Jack stuttered, "I'm not as agile I once was," he chuckled took a deep breath and allowed his head to clear itself and settle down.
Jody watched his father, a look of concern on his face. Jack grunted and muttering under his breath, complaining to himself about the ravages of age he quickly dressed. Smoothing down his trousers, flicking off the grassy stems that clung to his knees he stood up straight and stared around the copse he knew so well.
"So many changes," he spoke his thoughts aloud, he was noting the growth and changes over the years since he had submitted to Robbie.
"Dad?" Jody heard but did naturally not understand what his father meant.
"Oh sorry son, just reminiscing," Jack swallowed and cleared his throat, as he did so a final ebbing taste of his son's spunk activated his tastebuds and he felt the returning quiver deep inside him, `This is not over yet,' he promised himself as he added aloud. "I used to come here when I was about your age, had a lot of, of," Jack thought about his words, "yeah fun, a lot of fun here," he grinned, abroad smile that filled his face. "Better head home," he said and as Jody nodded and turned to walk away Jack could not help but admire the taut globes of his son's arse.
The journey home was completed in silence as each of them had their own thoughts to contend with. As Jack parked the car in the drive he reached out a hand to squeeze Jody's thigh, "You okay now?" his gentle enquiry brought a halt to the tumult of Jody's thinking.
"Yeah dad, I'm fine," Jody nodded, `but what about Deano, is he fine?' his head swirled again and he tried to banish his thoughts to the depths of his mind.
"Come along Jody eat up," Anne was puzzled as Jody sat at the dinner table picking over his food. "It's not like you to pass up a meal," she looked at him carefully, `What going on in that head?'
"Sorry mum, only Deano and I well we ate in the mall," Jody replied truthfully, `We did eat and the other stuff that happened is not helping my appetite,' he stared at the telephone on the wall, `Should I call him or do I wait for his call' he played his fork through the rice on his plate.
"If you don't want it I'll eat it," Scott's voice piped up.
Jody glared at his brother, `He started all this,' he accused his brother but then realised he was as much to blame. He pushed his plate over towards Scott.
"Fine take it," he growled.
Anne decided it was better to let him be, `He's clearly worried about something?' she told herself, `It'll come out in due course,' she looked across at her husband, `Jack looks worn out, the job must be getting to much for him, he's been a bit stressed lately,' she picked at her own plate, her thoughts playing about with her appetite.
Jack ate slowly, his thoughts all concerned with his son, he looked across the table at Jody who was nursing his glass of orange juice. A jerking tickle twinged inside him, Fuck it I want his dick in me!' Jack's thoughts materialised around the fact.
Jody swallowed the last of his juice, "I'm finished," he announced, "Can I get down please?"
Anne her filled fork halfway to her mouth nodded. "Okay son," she gave him a thin and to her hopefully comforting smile. Her thoughts spun and wove as she sat there her fork quivering in mid-air.
Jody stumped upstairs, `I need a distraction, something to take my mind off what happened,´ he said to himself. In his bedroom he picked up his joystick and stared at the monitor, his fingers played over the controls but he stopped short of turning the computer on. He felt the internal pressure building up inside him, `I need something physical, go to exercise this from my thoughts, 'his aching head hurt. He caught sight of his running trainers by the wardrobe, `That's what I need!' he thought exultantly.
"I'm going for a run," Jody called out as he passed the kitchen, Jack clearing the table gazed at the athletic body as he wiped the table, Scott just shrugged his shoulders as he dried the plate, Anne turned to watch as Jody sped away.
Jody naturally hit his running pace, his feet felt good as they hit the ground, his body and mind caught up with the physical and mental processes needed, Jody hardly saw the houses and trees as he mechanically swung his arms and lifted his legs, stretching out now and again as his pace demanded. His inner thoughts congealed, he breathed in the clean fresh air as he made his second circuit of the running track in the park. For the first time that afternoon he felt at peace as the routine of running swept away his discontent. Jody pushed himself, he need to fully exercise his distressing thoughts and his body ached and strained as he stretched just that bit further, pounded that much harder and ran just that much longer.
Scott was watching the television when Jody returned, he watched his brother, all sweaty and glowing pump up the stairs. Scott looked at his father who was slumped in his chair, his mother was doing something in the kitchen, Scott let a couple more minutes pass before he got up from the sofa. Jack lost in his own thoughts did not notice his younger son's disappearance.
Jody was standing under the powerful spray of the shower; he felt he could feel every needle point of the hot stinging spray as the water bounced against his body. The hot water felt so good against his skin, he could feel the inner tensions sloughing away as the steamy water dribbled down his legs and drained away. The noise of the splashing water hid the sound of the door opening and the curtain blocked the slightly cooler draught of air that breezed into the room when Scott entered. Jody his eyes closed as he felt the peace slide and wash over him did not notice the curtain being lifted, his eyes were closed against the raining shower and he stumbled at the touch on his teendick.
"What the FU!" Jody spluttered as he felt the fingertips stroke him. He opened his eyes and glared at his brother.
"What's up," Scott grinned, he grasped Jody's teencock with his hand, the shower splattering down on his arm as he caressed the plump water heated teenmeat.
Jody jerked, his peace was being disturbed but Scott's touch had stirred his hormones. Even as he glared and yelped his teenprick swelled and bloated, quicker than the effects of hot water, Jody felt the tingling tickle flaring up, despite his adventures of the day his teenprick and balls and his hormones were ready for more. Scott beamed, pleased with himself as he saw his brother's teenmeat grow and stiffen, he enjoyed the sensation as Jody's teendick grew and expanded between his fingers. For a moment, a single clear headed instant, Jody's head screamed at him to stop his brother but the heated water had washed away the day's worrying and concerning almost disturbing memories, leaving Jody's teenage body and mind alerts to the joys that could be provided between his legs. Jody turned off the shower and leant back against the tiles, no reminder of the similarities of earlier preyed within his mind, just the tingling pleasure of having his dick played with, toyed with; his teenage hormone driven desire flushed and seethed through his body.
Scott grinned broadly, his fingers played with Jody's shaft, working the loose skin back and forth, watching the spongy length pulse and throb, the veins colouring a deeper blue as the blood coursed through the inner absorbing capsules that swelled and expanded to hold the flooding lustblood. Jody sighed as Scott's capable fingers rolled his foreskin back; the sensation of Scott's fingertips rubbing smoothing right against the sensitive skin of his glans made him quiver and shake with passion and need. Jody splayed his hands down his thighs, the feel of his hands against his skin was also pleasing and he pressed and squeezed his own flesh as Scott's fingers stroked and pressed his teendick. The dry water of the shower was quickly replaced with the silky satiny juice of his precum as it bubbled from his slit, Scott working and weaving the precious liquid amazing d all over his glans and then down his shaft. Scott relished the sensation of his brother's precum, the smooth oily sticky texture felt amazing against his fingertips and he rubbed quicker and quicker. Jody stretched against the tiles, the tingling excitements were roaring and soaring within his body and his head. His closed eyes saw the sparkling lights of teenheaven sparkle across his closed eyelids as the insistent flares of desire heat stoked and itched away. Scott felt Jody's teencock thicken and stiffen, `Wow, his dick is so hard, almost metal hard and yet stiff spongy,' he felt an inner excitement and his free hand slipped inside the waistband of his shorts and under his trunks, his fingers found his stiff boycrayon and he squeezed the tip, working his own foreskin back and forth just as he had done with Jody. `Not so good as when Jody did it but feels right and good all the same,' he said to himself as he rubbed both his own dicklet and his brothers teendong with a similar pace and rhythm. Jody strained against the tiles, his body was twitching and trembling, his balls quivered and bounced as his brother wanked him, the excitement was building higher and higher, the luminous hued flares and rockets across his eyelids changed into a variety of rainbow colours as his blood heated up and his desires were stimulated and enticed by the hard and yet gentle soft fingertips of his nine year old brother. Scott panted, he felt a sudden flare hit him, ignoring his brother's needs he rubbed his own dicklet knowing it was time to do so. Quickly he stroked and thrashed his fingers along his slim shaft, squeezing and compressing the bright pink tip and then he grunted and bent over as the hot joys itched into a tingling flare that drowned his body with the fireworks of boyjoy delights. Jody annoyed at the cessation of Scott's fingerwork opened his eyes to complain about the cessation and paused as he caught the sight of his young brother in the throes of his boyjoy and he waited, understanding was an immediate hit on his senses and he lifted his right hand to keep the momentum going until he knew with certainty that Scott's fingers would soon return to his jerking teencock.
Scott mewled and cried out as the hot flare washed over him, he blushed as bright red as the hotjoy excited his face and body and then he moaned as the sudden excitement died down leaving the so pleasant memory and the exciting aspect of further such pleasures awaiting him. A big grunt of air was inhaled and Scott was ready to attend to his brother. Jody relinquished his hold on his teendick to his brother's warm sticky fingers, Swiftly his passion rose to the previous heights, `Just a few minutes away from bliss,' his spinning head told him as he leant back against the tiles, his hot teenrod jerking between Scott's rubbing fingers. Quicker and faster Scott's fingers wove their wanking magic against Jody's throbbing teenpole, faster and faster his fingertips fluted and swathed the dark purple exposed cockhead, pressing the pulsing slit where the oozing juices had changed texture, thickened in advance of Jody's climax. Scott sensed the moment, he felt the slight tautening of Jody's teendick, the subtle judder of the meaty shaft and he pressed his fingers harder and with more power against the juddering teenpole. Jody grunted and slumped against the tiles, his teendick swelled, the final inflate of orgasm before his climax flooded all over and though him, his cockslit pulsing to eject the shooting strands of his spunk. Scott watched with avid eyes as his brother's fat teendick twitched between his finger and the hoped for streaming strands of Jody's cum bolted and burst forth, the flying strings jumping high and soaring into the air. As one of the long streams splattered down to land across his face, his lips already to seek the salty spicy juice the bathroom door flew open.
"Jody I need to speak to you," their father's urgent voice was heard, his words echoing around the cum splattered bathroom.
End of Part Ten
To Be Continued...???????????????????????????????
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