Date: Tue, 17 Oct 2023 17:46:54 -0400 From: Rick Subject: Andy Sleazes His Son part 1 Andy was a macho and randy redneck motherfucker. One of many where he lived, but none were as unabashedly cocky and perverted as he was. He had a reputation and it preceded him. He would say like his cock when he walked in a room. His reputation wasn't for nothing, and that bit about his cock wasn't untrue either. He would fuck just about anyone who would let him jab it in, and there were plenty he would. He was a rude prick, but he was tall, buff, and manly with just enough beef to back his muscle up. Andy had started weightlifting and doing hard work in middle school, and he hasn't stopped for shit--except for the hard work. Andy had a few little bastard spawns he knew about, figured there were more he didn't know about, but he didn't think about them all too much. The mommas handled that. Until one lady, a woman from out of town that he banged out of a bar with more money than he realized, died and left the son with a new home with pops and a sizeable chunk of money for Andy. After that, Andy didn't need to work. He had a teen son living with him now that he never expected to see much less take care, but other than that, he was 42 and free to do whatever he wanted and live off the inheritance. That meant a lot more workout equipment, a lot more beer, a lot more kush, and a lot more time to ride around hunting pussy. And some ass. From a lady or otherwise. Andy had never discriminated when it came to carving out a hole. He liked his boys girly, which more often than not meant guys around his son's age, but he was open to whatever as long as he was the one stuffing the asshole. That never changed. But when he wasn't doing that, Andy was at home. Sometimes drinking, sometimes smoking a cigar or some dope, but always naked. If he could be all the time, Andy would stay down to his skin. He liked to wear as little as he could. get away with as is, but he would strut his stuff bare when heading out to town if he was allowed to. A buddy of his had joked that Andy would find it hard to adjust from that when his boy moved in, but he really didn't because he wasn't going to. He was proud of his studly 6'4" self and all its muscle, his swinging thick cock, his horse sack of nuts, and how he glistened when he sweat on the couch. What the fuck would he cover all that up for? He figured the kid had seen worse, and he froze a bit when Andy first stripped, but he barely acknowledged it now. He still didn't join his dad, but Andy wouldn't have minded if he did. He was a handsome guy like his dad. Caleb wasn't as buff, but he was packing a little muscle on a wide frame. He wouldn't be as tall as Andy, but he'd be close as just as broad shouldered and barrel chested. Caleb had dirty blonde hair like his dad, but while Andy kept it short and near buzzed, Caleb had moppy short hair that almost covered his eyes. Andy thought it was cute, like he was a young bull. Andy's favorite past time when he was home was showing off for some buddies, female and male, that he had online. He's always been an exhibitionist at heart, but he loved being a voyeur just as much. Andy was always watching porn at the house, frequently his friend's home tapes, at all hours of the day. He'd sit on the couch, lubed up sloppy, sweating up a storm, three bong bowls and four beers deep, beating the shit out of his hefty log of cock. It might be 1AM, just after noon, or right after Caleb got home from school. It was constant and whenever he wanted it. Andy would film a lot too, getting absolutely filthy while recording himself jerking off, fucking a neighbor before her husband got home, or sometimes just walking around his house and yards butt naked. He'd been sharing some private tapes for years, but they were always filled with him talking dirtier than a sailor and busting huge loads from the beginning. And lately, he had been doing quite a bit of a specific roleplay. A lot of his internet friends had wanted him to record a video talking dirty to his son, especially once they found out he really had one living with him. He was happy to oblige, and he had found out it was turning him on something bad. Andy always had libido, but once he started making videos telling his son how to jerk for him, or talking about coming home and stretching him out, he'd found that he couldn't keep his hands off himself. He had found a role that turned him into a beast needing to satisfy itself, and he fucking loved it. His friends did too. Andy went from recording a few videos a week to dozens. The first one was a simple little video of him stroking his cock and teaching his son how to really beat the shit out of his dick, but he had gotten into elaborate scenarios where he walked in his son stroking his cock while sniffing Dad's jockstrap, leading to him getting raped and gaped. The more Andy indulged in the fantasy, the more he really started eyeing Caleb up. He was turning 18 soon, and Andy was hatching a plan to get his son's thick jock ass on his crotch. He'd noticed more and more wandering eyes from his son across his nudist body, and Andy's suspicions were confirmed with a lot of joy when he went through Caleb's phone and found Grindr. Either Andy's son was gay before he moved in, or Andy was making him. The thought of the ladder stroked his ego and turned him on the most. Andy found his profile and couldn't be happier about what he saw. Seemed like Caleb was as nasty and raw as his daddy. Spit, rough sex, edging, watersports, and even fisting were all listed with a description practically begging for older hung tops. Caleb's birthday was approaching, and Andy couldn't wait to give him what he wanted.