Date: Wed, 3 May 2023 17:18:40 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hunter Green <huntergreenmuscle@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chuck McGraw, part 29

The continuing tale of Chuck McGraw, a big-dicked, bad ass mother fucker.
Father. Soldier. Bodybuilder. Pervert.

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Chapter 29
2012
Morning PT
Fort Bragg, NC

      Chuck McGraw slowed as he approached his house. He'd been on an early
morning run, just five miles, but it felt like more due to the late August
heat and humidity in North Carolina. He was dripping with sweat, his body
hair matted, and he'd soaked through black silkie shorts with the gold
RANGER logo on the thigh. The tiny military shorts failed to conceal the
meat missile swinging between his legs. He paused in his driveway and
stretched briefly after his run. Those of his neighbors who were awake
could see him and what a sight he was.

	He was 43, six foot four inches tall and 265 lbs of rock-solid
muscle. His arms were 22 inches around when flexed, bulging, and covered
with full sleeves of black and grey tattoos. More tattoos were on his
chest, back, and his legs, markers of his time in the military. He wore his
hair in a marine recon style high-and-tight, razor-shaved daily on the
sides and had a thick mustache. Both were dark, but a sprinkling of gray
was spreading. His chin was cartoonishly square with a deep cleft in the
middle. Stubble made his face rough, as he hadn't shaved yet this
morning. His stomach was flat, and his waist was 32 inches. Thick dark hair
covered his chest, arms, and trunk-like legs, along his massive quads and
rock-hard calves. He'd been training extra hard for the last year for a
Masters bodybuilding competition in the Fall. He loved to show off his body
and his cock any chance he got. Everyone wanted him and he knew it.

	He made his way inside the house and headed straight to the
kitchen, drawn by the smell of freshly brewed coffee. He'd started it
before his run, as was his habit on weekends. Pouring himself a mug of
pungent black coffee he poked his head into his bedroom, where his latest
girlfriend still slept soundly. She was a nurse that'd he started fucking
as soon as he'd gotten finished with the Sergeants Major Academy and PCS'd,
before he'd even gotten properly settled at Fort Bragg. It'd only been a
couple of months but she practically living with him. He didn't mind. With
his boys still living up in Kentucky with their mother it was nice to have
someone to fuck in the house. And she was a good fuck, had a thing for
being choked and dominated. Otherwise she was low maintenance, and low
drama, the way he preferred things. She'd finished her shift at the
hospital late and had woken up Chuck in the middle of the night by sucking
his dick and they'd fucked for an hour or so. Afterward she went to sleep,
but even a midnight fuck session wasn't about to break the old Soldier from
his PT habit.

	He closed the door to the master bedroom and walked across the
house to where his boys had their bedrooms. They'd just moved back in the
day before.  After being with his ex-wife the past year in Kentucky while
he was in school in Texas, the boys wanted to be back with their old
man. Bobby was 17 now, entering his senior year in high school, and Tyler
was 14, about to be a freshman. In his new house they each had their own
room, directly across a small hall from each other. He checked on Ty
first. The boy was sound asleep, his blankets a rats nest, only covering
half his body. His head hung half off the bed, his mouth open from snoring,
and one arm flung over the side of the mattress. Chuck decided the boy was
perfectly positioned to engage in one of his most cherished habits,
something he'd missed this past year.

	He stepped up to the side of his son's bed. Using his thumb of his
free hand he took the waist band of his ranger panties and pulled it down
til his cock and balls were free from the nylon, hooking it under his nut
sack. He spread his legs, lowering himself and easing his musky, hooded
cockhead into the boy's open mouth. He let it sit there, taking a sip of
his coffee, and waiting for the boy to notice. It took only a brief moment
before Tyler instinctually closed his lips on his father's cock and started
sucking. Chuck's cock swelled and hardened and Tyler, without bothering to
open his eyes, swung around a bit more so that his head was fully off of
the mattress and hanging back to give his dad a better angle of attack. He
moaned happily. The boy was a natural cocksucker, born to please men. His
nostrils flared, both to take in the musky sent of his father's crotch, the
man's balls resting on his forehead, and to breath deep as Chuck started to
rock back and forth, getting deeper with each gentle trust.

	He took his time to enjoy this, a blowjob from his boy. He'd missed
it. For years now he and his boys have been fooling around and Tyler loved
Chuck's cock almost as much as Chuck himself. On some days his son
practically begged for it, and it seemed to be the one thing that Chuck
couldn't deny him. He was only getting better with age, learning new
skills. If she'd known about it, the kid could teach Chuck's girlfriend a
few tricks. Living away from his boys had been hard on them all. The boys
had come to visit him a couple of times, and he'd found plenty of other
pleasures, with men, women, and even with his good buddy's young virgin son
whose cherry he popped behind his buddy's back, but nothing compared to his
own boys.

	"That's it, kiddo. Take Daddy's dick." Chuck whispered, feeding
more of his ten inches to his son. "Fuck I missed this."  By now Tyler had
his hands on either side of the wide sweep of his dad's hairy quads. The
blankets were kicked off and his boy boner was rock hard and pointing
straight up. "You're making me feel real good, little buddy." The boy was
taking more than half the man's cock now, his little throat swelling as
Chuck forced slowly down.

	The door across the hall opened. Looking over his shoulder Chuck
saw his oldest son, Bobby, poke his head out, smile mischievously, and tip
toe across the hall to his brother's room. He was naked, rock hard, and the
spitting image of his old man at his age. At seventeen he was already
six-foot-two, and likely to match his dad's six-foot-four, if he wasn't
even taller. His hair was dark and buzzed military short and he had dark
scruff on his chin. Dark hair also filled out his muscular chest, legs and
arms. He was the varsity champion of his wrestling team and was training to
compete in his first bodybuilding competition. His physique put most grown
men to shame. He also inherited his dad's huge cock and as he crept across
the hall to his brother's room his hard nine inches of fat, hooded meat
swung menacingly from side to side.

	"Morning, pop!" he whispered, kissing his father full on the
lips. "Alice still asleep?" Chuck let his free hand fall to the round
muscular ass of his teenage son, squeezing it affectionally.

	"Yeah, she got in late from work."

	"Yeah, I heard." His son replied. "You must've fucked her good last
night. I heard her screaming loud enough to wake the dead."

	"Yeah, sorry about that, chief." Chuck smirked.

	"No, you're not." Bobby laughed. With one hand around his dad's
waist, he idly stroked his teen cock and looked down at his little
brother. "Is Tyler tasting her cunt off your cock right now?" He
asked. "You should've come to me first. I wouldn't mind a taste of that."

	"Next time, I guess."

	"Yeah, well he's a better cocksucker than me, anyway. I know you
can't resist that."

	"It's true. Kiddo here was born to suck dick." Chuck said with not
a small note of pride in his voice. He continued to feed his cock to the
youngest boy. He'd figured out not too long ago that Bobby would take after
himself, cocky, big-dicked, and bisexual, willing to fuck practically
anything that moved. They'd even teamed up and shared a few
chicks. Meanwhile he figured Tyler would be gay. He'd shown no interest in
women, not like Bobby had, and had gravitated toward men and cock. He'd
told both his boys to be careful when it came to fucking, especially with
older men and women. Back in Kentucky Bobby had been laying the pipe to
half his wrestling team, as well as a number of girls in the school, and at
least one female married teacher. Tyler, when he wasn't regularly servicing
his brother or his soccer coach, SFC Holdsinger, he had supplemented his
hunger for cock with his geography teacher Mr. Gelbbraun, the vice
principal of his school Mr. Tronco, and a couple of Chuck's buddies that
he'd introduced him too.

	Chuck leaned over to Bobby, pressing his lips to the teen's
ear. "You know, if you're quiet about it, I bet your brother would love it
if you fucked his ass this morning." Chuck gently squeezed Bobby's cheek
for emphasis.

	"You know, dad, I bet he would!" Bobby whispered back. The teen ran
his tongue up his father's neck, licking off the sweat. Below the two men
Tyler moaned in consent and raised his legs into the air even before his
brother had moved around to the other side of the bed.

	Like his dad, Bobby was a prodigious producer of pre-ejaculate
fluid. His cock was already leaking like a faucet as he slowly stroked
it. But he knew what his brother really enjoyed was getting his hole eaten
out before getting fucked. So, he dove in and licked, and tongue-fucked,
and nibbled on his little bro's asshole while the kid moaned around a
mouthful of daddy dick. Chuck sipped his coffee and drank in the sight of
his two boys enjoying themselves. They'd both grown so much in the last
year. Bobby, so much like himself, could be a champion bodybuilder if he
wanted but he intended to enlist just as his father had. He'd be a great
leader too. Men, both other teens and grown men, admired the boy and looked
to him for advice and guidance. And Tyler was starting to fill out. What
other 14-year-old had abs and defined pecs, triceps and quads like his
youngest? They boy was a fireplug! He'd had the boys training with weights
for a couple of years and even had them work with professionals. He wanted
them to take pride and joy in their bodies. Chuck was good at making men,
both genetically with his sons, and through hard work and discipline, as he
had over his time in the Army. As Bobby sank his teenage cock root deep
into his brother's boy cunt and fucked him slow and quiet, Chuck started to
plan the next steps in both boy's development.

	Bobby was due to start another cycle soon in order to maximize his
growth potential. The on-post gym was well equipped and there he'd be
surrounding by some admirable men. He already had a new bodybuilding coach
lined up to meet with him and the boys. Chuck made a mental note that he
should fix up a nutritionist as well. There was one just off post that
would love to get dick-down by a father and son duo in exchange for meal
planning. Hell, he could probably get them to fix the meals up as well.

	As for Tyler, Chuck decided the boy needed to dedicate as much time
to the gym as he did sucking dick. He was a good student, and Chuck was
proud of him for that, but as he was maturing the boy needed to focus a
little more on his fitness too. It was time that Tyler started to earn his
father's sexual satisfaction through exercise and sticking to a regime. He
wasn't old enough for the on-post gym yet, but Chuck had a half-way decent
home gym set up in the garage. He'd need to make arrangements with a
trainer for Ty too, to come by the house, when he couldn't be around
himself. But he saw quite a few home workouts ahead with the youngster,
most assuredly ending up with the boy getting his protein shake the
old-fashioned way, straight from the tap.

	Chuck downed the last of his coffee. It was time to finish before
Alice woke up. He picked up the pace and started to fuck his youngest son's
throat a little harder and a little faster. Bobby matched him thrust for
thrust on his brother's ass. "Here it comes, sport. Oh I've fucking missed
your faggot mouth. Fuck!" Chuck's balls drew up as he approached the
threshold of his orgasm. He gritted his teeth and groaned and grunted as
quietly as he could as his seed pumped down the kid's throat, his nuts
retracting and bouncing on Tyler's forehead. He stood there for a long
several moments while his seed drained into his boy. He let his cock come
slowly out of Tyler's throat as the boy fought to lap up every drop of his
father's cum.

	"Good job, kiddo. You make your old man proud." Chuck thanked his
son, slapping him on the chest. "Now you two finish up quietly. I don't
want your fucking to wake up Alice. And when you're done, its breakfast and
I want the yard work done by thirteen-hundred. I've got some plans for you
both, and Bobby, you've got training later. Leg day with Tom."

	"Okay, pop" the boys said in unison. Tyler reached up and grabbed
his brother Bobby around the neck while the older boy fucked his pussy, the
younger boy's knees pressed into his own shoulders as his brother folded
him in half. As Chuck slipped his cock back into his shorts and closed the
door, he smiled as Bobby leaned down to kiss his brother deep, both tasting
their dad's load and keeping the boy's moans quiet as he started to slam
his teenage cock home into Tyler's ass. They'd break that bed before too
long.

	Chuck poured himself a second cup of coffee and headed back to the
master bedroom to shower. In the darkened room Alice was still asleep,
oblivious to the incestuous fucking that was still going on just down the
hall. Chuck slipped quietly into the master bathroom, closing the door and
switching on the light. As he stripped and stood in front of the toilet to
piss, he saw sitting on the bathroom sink was a post-it note attached to
small plastic device.

	"Congrats. We're Pregnant!" the note read.

	Chuck smiled. He knew his seed was strong. He was surprised it took
Alice this long to get pregnant. He'd probably have to marry her now even
though he hadn't planned on it. As he turned the water in the shower on,
something told him that this one too would be a boy. He certainly wasn't
opposed to more kids. His cock started to harden again as he closed his
eyes and imagined a whole battalion of men just like him and made from his
seed.

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