Date: Sun, 1 Jun 2014 10:49:39 -0400 From: JM Stone Subject: His Father's Chest, Part 13 PART 13: WHIPPING THE DESSERT FOR HIS FATHER Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction intended only as a literary stimulant to enhance solo and safe sex. Anyone under age 18 should refrain from reading its contents. The presentation design attempts to prevent it from being offensive or morally repugnant. The practices and relationships in this story are purely fictional. See full disclaimer at Part One. Donate: Give now. Donate now. Please be a charitable giver and a supporter of what Nifty provides. Your donation to this website and its staff will enable all of us to continue enjoying it and its provisions. Any donation - small, medium or large - will be appreciated. See the Home screen for more details. Thanks! Preview Notes: Readers are encouraged to read this series from its beginning to get the full impact of the characters and their actions. The development of the characters and their actions make this story and its sexual activities all the more exciting and fulfilling. From overcoming reservations about the taboo of a father-son relationship to learning each other's bodies to feeling comfortable with each other, Lee and Steve Jacobs begin a full exploration of their sexual beings. The discovery follows Lee's flashback to his earlier involvement with another relative of mature and distinguishable status. By: Jammer Stone When his son shook him awake, the intensity of Lee's raging hard on sticking out from between his legs forced its recent encounters to the forefront of his mind. The memories about the first time he and JL, his father-in-law, had enjoyed sex together combined with his son recently licking and sucking his Viagra-filled cock had the randy Lee ready for more play regardless of age or recent orgasms. He was excessively horny, a feeling foreign to him in recent years. Lee shook the cobwebs of his mind; he again thought about how JL had deep throated him that first time, and how Steve had tried to fuck him before he fell asleep. And then, confused, he wondered if he had dreamed that Steve had been naked and on top of him trying to force his cock to full penetration. He wondered if that had really happened or if his mind was confused by the drugs, sex, and sleep deprivation. He then remembered how the body on top of him felt good, yet unlike his son. Of course, he did not have experience with what Steve felt like trying to penetrate with his well-endowed and overly excited cock. In fact, he did not have experience with anyone fucking him, on top or not. After Steve removed the blindfold again and fed his father the breakfast, spoonful by spoonful, and they enjoyed another mimosa together, Lee could hardly believe that his cock had not lost its erection. The sight made him proud. He felt virile beyond his years. If Steve wanted more sex, he would play along. His stomach was now full, his balls apparently were, too, and he had moved now beyond the concerns of crossing sexual boundaries with his offspring. The father also enjoyed being there flesh-to-flesh with his lovable son. The sensations flooding his mind and body caused him to flirt with Steve in ways that now felt familiar. While enjoying the breakfast and Steve's feeding him, Lee winked at his son and said, "You know, if you'd removed these cuffs, I could scoop that pearl drop off your fine dick there and add it to your mimosa... or moisten the very tip of your sweet nipple with it... or mix it with the lube on my cock. Many things." Lee chuckled. Steve playfully reached over and twisted his dad's left nipple and held it. Lee looked down at his son's grip on his tender tit. He smiled, looked Steve in the eye, and said, "Are you trying to start something again? I might have more than you can handle, boy." Steve did not miss a second before replying, "I am ready to handle whatever you have sticking out, old man." "Sure wish you would uncuff me, Steve. I so want to hold you, sample those nipples of yours, and other stuff." "In time, my dear father, in time," Steve replied. "But first, let me make sure you know how to let go of everything and enjoy yourself." Lee watched as Steve leaned over to take the cord of small anal balls from the nearby table. "If you are ready for more fun, dad, you'll enjoy these little things," Steve suggested. "Just lie back and let me tickle your innards, dad. Enjoy!" Lee faked protest, even holding his legs and thighs together, until his son forced them apart. Yet, he relaxed to enjoy Steve's massage of his ass with the cooling cream. As he lifted his hips in a cooperative fashion so his son could get at his anal passage to plug him, with the five anal balls held in place by loose wiring, he still faked a verbal protest. "Ah Steve, don't, please don't. I'm not sure about this. What those things might do to me or a son controlling his father, making his dad do crazy things, making his old man ache to cum." Steve dismissed his father and replied, "If you need to say that fine, but what is right is for two men to give each other great pleasure because they love each other and excite each other, and love seeing the other out of his mind feeling good and hot." "But Steve, is this right... are we sure... about us... about this huge air of lust between us?" ."I am, dad," Steve replied. "And your standing cock there says you are, too, Lee Jacobs, father and friend and lover and owner of the world's most handsome chest and finest dick." Lee smiled and remained silent, knowing he had nothing more to protest. "Enjoy this, dad. Let it do crazy things to your virgin ass." And then Lee watched as his son began pushing the wonder balls of different diameters and textures inside him, playing with his anal passage, turning it into a sensitive sleeve of sexiness. The father released an uncontrollable groan as Steve pushed the last of the balls into his asshole. As his son began to manually jiggle the line of anal beads while pulling the line out and then forcing it back in, Lee wiggled his ass and the pleasures of orgasmic electricity again torched his entire body. Steve played with the line of balls with one hand while holding and massaging his dad's nutsac and boiling balls with the other. Lee felt his cock bubbling pre-cum; he could not believe how much juice his cock was surrendering. With his cock standing up tall, even if quivering and waving around a bit, Steve leaned down to allow his dad's seeping pre-cum to paint a trail from one of his fresh nipples to the other. It pleased him to know he was pleasuring himself with his father's love juices. He wiped his finger across the piss slit of his father's cock and then tasted the salty droplets. "Damn Steve, undo me, here, damn, that makes me crazy when those thing run over my prostate," Lee said his voice stained by sexual desire. Steve rubbed his dad's balls firmly appreciating their size and how his dad enjoyed them being manhandled without them being too tender to the touch. Steve jiggled the wire of the anal balls more frequently. Lee gasp, gasp again, and grunted. "Oh Stevie, again, you are making me nuts, son, fuckin' nuts." With Steve magically negotiating the balls to just the right places in Lee's love canal, he knew his father was losing all control and reservations once again. It was both where and how he enjoyed seeing his father. Her is father's handsome, hairy and beefy body was stretched out fully in the bed, tied to the bed posts, with arms stretched upward, fully exposing his hairy arm pits and even stretching his mantits. With access to every part of his father, Steve took a moment to lick and kiss inside his left thigh and then to run his tongue up his side, over his rib cage, up the mound of chest muscle, over his excited nub, and into and around the back down through the hairs of his arm pit. Lee hissed, moaned and groaned. Steve manipulated the anal balls pulling them out and pushing them back in further. Lee gasp. Lee pulled on the cuffs, trying to break the rope tied to the bedposts, wanting now to hold his cock in place for his son's pleasure. The excitement of the action and the sight of his handsome, hairy father caused Steve to think that he could have gone down on his dad right then. Both father and son were fully charged for it, but Steve wanted this event to be forever special and he was not stopping too soon. Turning to get the can of dessert topping, Steve delighted in spraying the creamy substance on first Lee's excited left nipple, turning its dark red hue to a creamy pink, and then spraying the whip topping over his dad's right tit. The son's mouth watered for his father's creamy tits. It was the closest he could do to actually milking them for his dad. He topped each with a cherry before turning and filling his father's bellybutton with the whipped cream, topping it with a cherry, and then lining the entirety of Lee's cockstand with the whipped cream. Steve's mouth watered from the look of it all. And he wanted to nurse from his dad's pointed, hunky tits quite a lot. "Oh shit, I can feel the whip cream topping my breasts," Lee said, "Oh my, Steve. It's chilling my hot tits. Damn that feels great." Lee studied every move being made by his creative and sexy son. "And your chest, breasts, and hot nips look delicious, dad. It's time to sample my just dessert." As Steve's mouth lapped at the whipped cream and then began to suck his erect tits, Lee wished he could hold his son's head to his pecs. He released an appreciated jumbo of words and sounds from the sheer pleasure of his son's titillating suckling. As Steve vacuumed his father's overly sensitive nipples fully into his mouth, he brought out the most primitive of urges in his dad. "Lap it up, Steve. Milk, my tits. Milk my fucking, tits! Suck those nipples, baby boy. Milk them like you own them, my son." At that point, Steve was in a frenzy from just hearing his father's raw, uninhibited desires. His dad's sexually heated, strained voice demanding that Steve nurse from his nipples was more primitive and aggressive than anything Steve thought he would hear from his reserved father. His tongue quickly went to work on his father's hugely erect and very creamy nipples. The whipped cream tasted great. He reached down with his other hand, found the cord to the anal balls, and began to jiggle them, letting them titillate the crevices of his father's fine ass. "Oh, damn, Stevie! You have me crazy again. Fuck me!" And Steve took time to work the anal balls letting them do a number on his dad's sensitive prostate and love tunnel. He continued lapping away the whipped topping. The son could not get enough of seeing his dad's tits look so swollen, so erect and meaty thick. The tips were huge, too tempting, too swollen. "Suck 'em, oh, keep sucking at them, Stevie," the lust-filled Lee ordered. Steve nibbled on his father's nicely rounded and colored nipples like he had never gotten to work on them before. He scraped his front teeth across the erect point of the left one. He considered biting down hard on it, but did not want to cause his father the pain. An electric shock seemed to coarse his own body as he took each ripened nipple in his mouth to suck it hard as his father so wanted and to nurse from his daddy's chest like a baby gone mad. He worked the fatherly nubs like they were the only feast he had ever had. Steve sucked lightly at first then sucked hard to make them feel the suction of his mouth. His dad grew insane with pleasure. "Damn, Steve. I love your sucking of my nipples... your mouth sucking my hot tits... turning them hard and knotted and into a thick ball of desire." "Your nipples are the cat's meow, dad," Steve said. "I've loved these babies all of my life." Steve turned and while twisting one tit with his fingers, he began to eat the cherry and dessert topping from his dad's sexy navel. Lee turned his head down to watch. With his hairy armpits open, his hands locked in place above his head, and his son munching at his chest and belly, the supervisor of strong men and the husband of a stuffy, sophisticated woman had never felt so vulnerable, yet alive. Steve continued to pull and push on the cord of small anal balls, letting Lee feel the stimulation of each one being progressively just a little bigger than the one by it, each sending his father into another state of euphoria. Surrendering all control, Lee gasp and whispered, "My son, oh, my dear boy. Do me, do me, good." A wicked smile swept his face with Lee swinging his hips back and forth so that his cock slapped his thighs on either side and his ass made love to the anal balls. Steve worked the anal balls and finished licking the whip cream off the top of his father's fine man cock. Steve delighted in holding the cock in place while tonguing its pronounced piss slit and cleaning its thickened foreskin. Lee shouted, "Fuck yeah! Eat me, Stevie. Tongue my big cock; pinch my tender tits, jerk your fucking, wet dick again! Damn! Damn me; damn you!" Steve scooted between his father's legs to get his mouth ready for a whole lot of the sizeable cock he was licking. He lifted off it to examine it, holding his face close to the treasured fatherly rod. Lee could feel his son panting; as he also felt Steve's fingers pinching and twisting on his right nipple. His son's variety of attention to his manly nipples continued to surprise Lee. Just at that moment, his son was pinching on his tits, then letting go to circle each with his index finger, and then following that with a strum of his thumb back and forth across the tops of each mannip. With his other hand, Steve alternated between keeping his strokes slow so his dad wouldn't shoot and manipulating the anal balls to keep him highly charged again. Steve took time to rub down his father's wonderful legs, running his hands over the muscles and back up and lightly over his shins, knees and thighs. Lee felt the sweat break out over his body again. Steve saw the sweat beads on his dad's chest and reached up to rub it in, while keeping his eyes on his dad's fine legs and tremendous cock. He then worked the cord, letting the anal balls do the trick, again sending Lee into a series of moans and groans and maddening grunts. The five balls included one with a textured surface, another with a slick surface, two with raised dots on their surface, and the last with little spikes. The balls kept Lee's abused prostate in sexual flight. Steve slowed the working of his father's anus to admire him, seeing the muscular, manly virile hunk that he turned on in an unusual way. His furry chest rippled and bulged as Steve's hands kneaded it, feeling the moisture of the sweat, loving the feel of the curvatures. His dad's perfect nipples, dark red from the sucking and pinching Steve had given them, stood out in contrast to the furry mounds that held them in place. Steve remembered the first time just days ago that he massaged him; then shivered as he recalled first touching them with his fingertips. "You looking at my tits again, boy?" he heard his sexy father ask. "Yeah, I cannot get enough of your meaty tits, dad!" Steve assured. "I was considering putting the suctions to them again." "Yeah? You like them all the more all grossed out and swollen is that it? Is that it, son?" Lee asked in a brazen fashion. "Untie me and let me rub them for you, get them real perked, put on a tit show for you, Stevie." Steve had not thought of that possibility, but the second his father suggested it, he was tempted and wanted to see his dad work his own big nipples. "Will you, dad? Damn, that would be too much," Steve said. "Then untie me, I'll do it right now." Steve smiled at his father. "The blindfold is off for now just watch me having fun with your wonderful tits, dad." "Next time up for us, kid, when I am untied and rested. I am going to work my handsome nipples all for your pleasure. I'd only do that for you, kid." Steve smiled, liking the thought of watching his dad pleasure himself. A pause fell between them before Lee said, "Steve, I've decided I am not going out of town until tomorrow. I want us to spend more time together tonight. I really do; I need it; I hope you do, too." Steve's face beamed of pride and joy. He had regretted the thought that when they ended their play his dad would have to get up, hurriedly go to his office, and then leave for the three-hour trip for his business engagements. "Oh man, dad, that is tremendous. Thanks. Thank you. We will have a great evening. I promise." "I told you boy - we're here now to enjoy each other father and son. Son and father. To get off without apprehension. Anything is okay. If you want my furry chest on your dick, then take it. I want it as bad as you do. I am pretty horned up and turned on." "Yes sir. The best time of my life, dad. You are such a real man with a hard cock of so much hot spunk." "I am glad to have a son who loves me as much you, Stevie. I am glad we are close. But now, are you going to spend a few minutes running that spear of a cock of yours through the forest here on my chest? Huh, come on, please me, I want to look down and watch your long, meaty cock spearing its way through your father's chest fur." Steve pushed up to straddle his dad's body on the bed. He let his youthful balls drag across the dusting of hair highlighting the sensuous skin of his dad's upper belly. He then sat firmly on his father to let his cock press into his dad's chest. It tickled, yet pleasured him when the head of his excited dick began to push between the overly sexy and steep curves of his father's great slabs of breast muscle. Steve's balls began to steam and his breathing intensified as his cockhead made its way through his dad's thicket of chest hair right in the middle of his body and six inches below his throat. "That's it, son, yes, that's it," Lee uttered. "Let me feel it, feel that cock fucking my chest fur." Steve raised his hips, pressed his cock even more to his dad's chest skin and then began to pump his body back and forth at a good speed. Lee looked down to watch and admire his son's acrobatics. A small line of pre-cum ran out of Steve's cock to wet the daddy fur only to he scooped up by Steve. The son immediately used a small bit of his father's leakage to tenderize Lee's textured right nipple, but he used most of to run finger lines through Lee's right armpit wetting the long hairs there. The son then reached back, wiped this father's early juices from his big dick and did the same to Lee's outstretched left arm pit the hairs sticking out from it. "That's sensuous as hell, Steve. Oh my! And I do love your cock screwing with my chest and pecs and tits. Damn good." Steve leaned up to offer his the tip of his hardened cock to his father's lips. Lee was not going to reject his son. He kissed his cock head once, twice, and then licked all around its rim. Steve moaned. "Sometimes soon I am to show you what the blowjob of your life will feel like, Stevie," Lee said again his voice soaked in sexual need. "I want that a lot, dad. For us to feel comfortable with each other, to give each other deep and maximum pleasure." Steve reached over, took his dad's cock, wiped the rest of the pre-cum from it with his thumb and then offered his thumb to his father to suck. Lee did. Steve then wiped the pearl juice again from his own cock, turned and wiped it gently across Lee's left nipple and then up and around his lips. With his father's brown pecker leaking profusely, Steve leaned down and again painted both of his nipples with its slick head. Lee pulled on the ropes holding the chords. His cockhead rubbing against his son's soften nipples sent electric currents through his spine. Steve's felt his own cock turn to iron. His pre-cum began to drip even more. He worked the anal balls getting another two or three guttural groans from his father. There was but one other thing that needed to be done and without hesitation. Steve leaned down and took his dad's cement-like man dick fully into his mouth. He sucked. Lee pushed upward to offer himself to his son. "Take it, Steve. Take it down deep. All of me." Lee felt his heavy ball sac hitting his son on the chin. With his son working his prostate into a hot and heated state with the anal balls and with Steve vacuuming his cock, he knew he would blow another load in a few seconds. And, he did. "Taste it, Stevie. Taste every last drop of your old man." Steve sucked hard, bobbing his head on his father's splendid love shaft fast and faster. He dug his index finger into Lee's belly button. He heard his father cry out and knew his cum charges had triggered. Without delay or hesitation or reservation, Lee let go into his son's waiting mouth. His spurts were not voluminous and they were not long, but the cum wrecked his body parts once again. Steve enjoyed the blasts of love juices from Lee's big cock. The wetness resembled nothing he had ever experienced. Knowing he was swallowing the very essence of his distinguished and lovable father sent him into a state of great pride. When his dad's cock slipped from his lips, Steve leaned up, took the anal balls from his dad's ass, but replaced them with the tip of his own raging cock. "Oh son, your cock feels great. Right there, right there at my door." Steve reached down to grip his ram cock and to stroke it with rapidly and with great vigor. "Yeah Steve. Oh wow. Jack that pretty cock of yours, baby. Jack it so it shoots at my door," Lee encouraged his son. "You felt great earlier before breakfast. Maybe I should have encouraged you to go ahead then, kid." Steve thought his father was referring to when he had briefly hunched his father during their overnight escapades, but Lee's reference was to the general's cock when Wesley Ryan had tried to penetrate him. Still, with his dad's encouragement, it did not take long to bring his cum rushing to the surface. "Damn dad. You are so hot down here. So hot. I am there. Cumming!" "Don't move, let it go from there, son. It's okay. Right there. I want you," Lee encouraged. Steve released, letting go of his next round, spewing his own juices at the very opening of his father's interiors. His four or five big shots of youthful sex syrup coated his dad's bottom nicely. As it shot out to hit Lee at his anal opening and up and down his crack, Steve reached to rub it in. "Yeah, that's it, son," Lee cooed. "That's nice. My boy's love juice all over my ass." "All over your handsome, muscular ass, dad," Steve added barely able to get the words out from having just been spent. Steve collapsed on top of Lee, enjoying the silky feel of his dad's hairy chest. He immediately felt his father's lips on his neck, sucking and licking his skin. They kiss again, sucking each other's tongue. Not purposefully or trying to change the mood, but growing aware that the morning was slipping by, Lee paused and then said, "Well, we need to wrap this up here this morning, so I can get up, head to the office, and get back home. And then you can enjoy rubbing that jock cock of yours for me and watching me rub mine, and I'll put on a tit show for you. Just us. " Steve leaned up just long enough to unlock the cuffs, finally giving his dad the relief. Father and son patted each other; Lee patting and rubbing his son's strong back; Steve reaching out to test his dad's bulging biceps. The moment could not have been finer or grander. Lee thought about wanting to give his son a blowjob; Steve considered what it would be like to have his dad's cock fully implanted in his ass, the two of them enjoying intercourse. Both father and son knew they were sexually spent at least for a few hours. They hugged a long while, with Steve relaxing Lee by giving his tired shoulders and arms a long rubdown. Lee told Steve that he had to go to the office for a while to rearrange the dinner meeting he had planned for his trip and postpone a second meeting until later the next morning when he arrived. He also had to call JL, his father-in-law, and tell him they would not be leaving until the next day. He knew JL would be disappointed, but his commitment for the coming hours and night had to be to his son most of all. End Note: Comments about this chapter, the actions, the characters, or anything related are invited at Riversplash21@gmail.com. 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