Date: Tue, 26 Jan 2010 17:46:56 -0500
From: ronnie lopez <rl89497@gmail.com>
Subject: He's Just Like Dad

This story is fiction. Any similarities to real people are purely
coincidence. The author claims to be over the age of 18 (I'm 34) and does
not claim to know anyone by these names nor had these experiences.

He's Just Like Dad

	Chino would have never thought that the son would be even more
amazing than the father. The two of them together looked like twins; well,
the son was the spitting image of his dad. Chino Lopez met Christian
Turner, Sr. (Chris) at an office function. Chris was accompanying his
ex-girlfriend, Attorney Sharon Tell. Sharon and Brie (Chino's wife) were
shopping buddies. Sharon and Chino were young (28 year old) lawyers in a
firm downtown Chicago. Both were litigation lawyers and ?good? at it. The
two worked together on cases often and became good friends. Chris and Chino
were cordial to each other and even played well together on the firm's
baseball team. When Chino's wife (Brie) died, Chris and Sharon attended the
service to support him; although they had long parted as friends. Chino and
Brie were married all of 2 years when she was diagnosed with Leukemia. She
was gone within 5 months of the diagnosis.
	Most of the people there were family and friends of Brie; Chris was
an orphan and had no family. His parents never married and had him at a
young age. Chino's Puerto Rican father went to jail on a life sentence
charged with statutory rape of his mom because of her age. He was killed
there by a rival gang. Chino's mom dropped him off at a local Catholic
Church and overdosed on cocaine. Chino fought the odds and made it through
school on a baseball scholarship.
	During the funeral, Sharon and Chris sat beside Chino. At one
point, Chino left the service and Chris followed him out to the
restroom. He found Chino crying in the stall.

Chris: "What can I do to help?"

Chino: "Get me out of here."

When the two emerged from the restroom, Sharon was waiting and hugged
Chino. Chris told her to go ahead and he would drive Chino home. Sharon
agreed and went back into the church to explain things to Brie's family.
	Chris took Chino home to his condo. Being an engineer, he was
fairly well off. Inside, Chris suggested that he stay there for the
evening. Reluctantly, Chino agreed. After all, he was numb. Brie was his
best friend. But, he knew she was gone for good. He knew he would never
love again like that. He resolved to stay single. Chris introduced him to
his 19 year old son, Chris Jr. Chino noticed then that junior was an exact
image of his father; just dark, silky smooth skin.  Chris Jr. gave his
condolences and hugged Chino. Chino felt electricity run through his whole
body and snapped back to reality for a moment. He felt alive again and said
thanks. Junior released him and looked him in the eye.

Chris Jr.: If you need ANYTHING; do not hesitate to ask. My room is right
down the hall and you may come in at any time. The door is always open.

Chris Sr.: Yeah, but, you should know we are very free in this house. We
are used to all guys and tend to very seldom wear anything?

Chris Jr.: "except when women are around. Right, Dad?"

They winked at each other and said their goodnights.

	Chino thought the evening's exchange was interesting, but chalked
it up to not knowing them very well. He undressed to his underwear and lay
on the couch. Not able to sleep, Chino got up and walked toward Chris Sr's
room because he heard the TV on. He knocked and Chris told him to come in.

Chino: I don't think I can be alone tonight, Chris. Would it be okay if I
crashed on the chair in here?

Chris Sr.: I thought you might need company. Get in. It's a huge king-sized
bed.

Chris pulled the covers back revealing his chiseled physique. He had
caramel colored skin, a football player, full-back shape and a nice, fat
9inch that was stiff. Chino was shocked and backed up. Chris saw his
surprised look and jumped up.

Chris Sr.: Wait, Chino. I know you need to be held tonight. Let me help. It
will be okay.

He pulled Chino toward him and touched his shoulders. Chino was emotional
and spent and fell into Chris? large, muscular chest. Chris held him for
what seemed like an hour. Chino became weary and finally climbed into
bed. Chris climbed in behind him and wrapped his arms around him.

Chris Sr.: It will get better, Chino. You'll see. I've been through this
before. Chris and I are here for you.

During the night, Chino became comfortable and moved closer to Chris. He
had to admit that he always liked a strong, muscular man's touch since his
orphanage and college days.
	Somehow, Chino fell asleep in Chris? embrace and awoke to an empty
bed the next afternoon about 1pm. Nature called, and he got up to use the
restroom. While walking, he felt a breeze.

Chris Jr.: Damn; can I help you with that?

He was standing in the bathroom at the mirror.

Chino smiled, embarrassed and closed the door of the toilet room. As he
used the restroom he began trying to think about what happened the night
before. He remembered what he thought was a dream must have been real.
During the night Chris Sr. must have removed his shorts and felt him up.
Yes, he remembers now. Why didn't he fight Chris off of him? It was all
becoming clear now; they messed around during the night. As he thought
about it, Chino remembered that Chris Jr. was in the bathroom in a towel.
What was that about? He decided to go on out and get cleaned up. Flushing,
Chino thought Chris Jr. would be gone by now. Instead, he opened the door
to Junior in a white towel. His striking, chiseled body and dark black skin
were a beautiful contrast against the white towel; not to mention the
perfect white teeth that were now gleaming at him. Clumsily, Chino put his
hands in place to attempt to hide is growing, uncut member.

Chris Jr. reached out to touch his shoulder.

Chris Jr.: Hey, it's okay. We are all cool. I told you; I'm here for you.

Chino stopped and looked into his warm brown eyes and sincere face.

Chino: Thanks, I'm just a little uncomfortable with all of this right now.
 In his effort to wash his hands and move away, he accidentally bumped into
Junior and knocked off his towel. Chris Jr. bent down to grab the towel and
put his mouth around the head of Chino's piece. Shocked, Chino leaned
against the cabinet and grabbed the back of Junior's neck for support.
Junior went for it and began sucking with everything he had. Chino relaxed
and let him do his magic. Chris Jr. turned himself so that he was on his
knees with his back against the sink cabinet. He continued putting more in
his mouth and giving the huge balls attention causing Chino to lean forward
against the sink to keep his balance. The natural instinct to pump Jr.'s
mouth took over and he struggled to keep the fat 8-9 inches in his mouth.
Chino became so lost in this experience that he did not notice Chris
Sr. watching the whole thing. He did notice when strong hands grabbed his
waist and he felt a strangely familiar feeling in his ass. Chino began
moaning as Chris Sr's tongue found his opening. Chris Sr. dove right in
opening the hole with his masterful skills. All 3 were getting very hot
when father and son suddenly stopped. Chino opened his eyes to the two
smiling hungrily. He looked very puzzled as to why everything stopped.

Chris Sr.: I'm going to finish what I started last night.

Before Chino could think, Chris Sr. grabbed his ass and pushed a finger
in. Chino stiffened up but became used to it. He put two, then three
fingers in as he stroked his own 9inch. Chino moaned and relaxed to receive
the fingers. Meanwhile, Jr. sat on the vanity and put the head of his dick
at Chino's mouth. He slapped it playfully against Chino's lips. Sr. pulled
out his fingers and quickly replaced them with his greased and ready
member. As he slid in slowly, Chino gasped and Jr. grabbed his head down
forcing his piece into Chino's mouth. The assault was painful from behind
as Chris Sr. slid in and out in a slow pace. But, Chino wanted it; he had
dreamed about it since he caught a glimpse of the outline in the baseball
pants the day of the game. Now, he was getting it from both ends. He really
didn't mind sucking Jr's dick. It was only about 7 ? 7.5 inches and thin.
But, it was hard and sweet. Chino took it all in his mouth and loved the
smell of the nice, clean pubic hair.

Father and son began a rhythm. Sr. would push in while Jr. pulled Chino's
head up. As he pushed his head back down on his dick, Sr. would pull
out. The motion was making Chino lost in the moment. The two fucked his
holes for what must have been 30 minutes straight. Chris Sr.  slowly slid
in and out while Jr. pumped Chino's mouth in and out. Each stroke made
Chino hornier by the moment.

Chris Jr: Damn, baby. Suck that dick. Oh yes.

Chris Sr.: This ass is good. You want all of this dick, don't you, Chino?

Chino: Yes, give it to me. Ride that ass. Oh yes.

Father and son began pumping faster. Chino could feel Sr's dick growing
with each stroke. It felt like he was being split open.

Chris Sr.: I'm there?

Chris Jr.: I'm gonna cum.

Both pulled out of their fuck holes and jacked off. Sr. came first. His 5
shots went up onto Chino's neck. Jr. shot his over his shoulder and it hit
the mirror. There must have been 8-10 squirts. When he finished, he got on
his knees on the floor and began sucking Chino off again while playing with
his nipples. Sr. got on his knees and tongue fucked Chino. It did not take
long for Chino to reach the point of no return.

Chino: Awwwwwww'shit?..I'm cummin?

Chris Sr. stuck his whole tongue in Chino's ass and held his waist so he
could not move. Chris Jr.  licked Chino's balls very fast. Chino unloaded
all over Jr's back and the vanity counter. Chris Jr.  stood up and looked
right into Chino's eyes. He grabbed his dick.

Chris Jr.: Next time, you ride this.

Everybody laughed.

If you enjoyed this, email me at rl89497@gmail.com.

Ronnie Lopez