Date: Wed, 2 Jul 2014 15:03:55 -0400 From: JM Stone Subject: Part 19, His Father's Chest PART 19: CONTINUING THE NIGHT LUST Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and is intended to be a literary stimulant for anyone engaged in safe and solo sex. It is not intended for reader under the age of 18. We hope you enjoy it and will let us know that you are reading us. Enjoy! Donate: Please give a monetary contribution today to Nifty.org to support great, exciting fiction. By: Jammer Stone General Wesley Ryan pulled the bed covers down to the queen-sized bed that he shared with his wife, looked at Steve, and said, "Thanks for coming over here. Like I said, I was a little concerned about the unexpected over at your place. You know, Lenny returning or your dad coming home unexpectedly or just anyone. I could hardly explain myself being there asleep on a sectional or in your bedroom with you." "No problem, sir. I am glad to be invited here." Steve moved into his newest lover. He could not explain his feelings about Wesley Ryan, the first military officer he had engaged in sex with and his oldest lover ever, although men in uniform, maturity and age were all a turn on for him. Few men, young or old, were as physically fit and in ads top shape as was Wesley Ryan. Few also were as ruggedly handsome, stylish or personable. They could take it slow now, they were alone, they had discovered each other, and they had the night. Steve reached for the cocktail that the general had mixed they toasted, and then they both took a sip. With the general's encouragement, Steve took another sip and another and then the General bumped glasses with Steve and said, "Bottoms up; last one to finish kisses the other's ass." Steve turned his glass up and finished on the second gulp. The distinguished general smiled. "You win, my man." But Wesley Ryan considered himself the ultimate winner. He winked at Steve and to be honest about his intentions he said, "Hope you don't mind, but I mixed some sexual enhancement into that cocktail. A little derivative of something akin to Viagra." He had dissolved two such pills in the cranberry juice that he had mixed with a double shot of vodka. Steve smiled, threw his hands into the air in a make believe gesture and replied, "As long as I don't go comatose and it feels good, whatever gets us through the night." Wesley Ryan smiled widely appreciating Steve's attitude and sense of adventure. He moved into Steve, kissed him on the lips quickly, and then reached up to run his hand through Steve's hair before stopping to toy with his earlobe. He knew his young lover was already slightly inebriated, now he knew Steve would be his for the taking. But first, he wanted to pay his lost bet. "And I always follow up on my bets, Steve, win or lose." And with that, the general sank to his knees, had Steve turn around, and then he unsnapped Steve's casual beach shorts, pulled them from his flanks, exposed Steve's pretty ass, and then leaned forward to plant a lingering kiss right on the middle part of Steve's ass crack. The general's payoff impressed Steve. The older man's attention to his ass also impressed Steve. After that kiss, General Wesley Ryan stuck out his tongue to take in the full length of Steve's crack. Steve felt his sex engine beginning to take off. The feeling was tremendous plus he could not fathom that a distinguished and decorated military officer was sucking his sweet ass. "Oh general, oh man... you are one heckuva creative lover," Steve moaned as Wesley Ryan's long, pointed tongue snuck inside Steve's ass to tickle the doorway of the young man's butt. The general bathed Steve's butt, its opening and its crack for a couple of minutes. Steve bent over the bed to offer his exposed butt fully to his silverfox lover. He also welcomed Wesley Ryan's firm hand reaching around to gather in his cock. Steve moaned, the general complimented his body, and then Steve turned to lie on the bed and to be able to front the general. Wesley Ryan did not lose a second of opportunity. The attractive gentleman with a strong jaw line and steely eyes, quickly pulled Steve's shirt over his head, pushed his shorts off, and climbed on top of Steve, letting his naked body make full contact with his young lover. Steve liked the feel of the man's warm body and the closeness of their upper bodies, privates and legs hugging together. He reached around to hug the general to him more closely, accomplishing his intended purpose of being able to feel the general's long tits stabbing his own. Justifying his attraction to Wesley Ryan, having sex with him, and being seduced by the oddity and beauty of his exceptionally extended tits mystified Steve. He knew he should have some sense of loyalty to what he and his dad had shared over the past few days or even self respect, yet his hormones raced and his interests in the mature man was undeniable be it now or later. He also recalled his father's words once again that their relations should not hinder either of them from enjoying the company of others. "Oh Steve, you are so hot. So young and hot and wonderful," the general said, breaking Steve's judgment of what he was doing and with whom. The general shook his chest back and forth atop Steve. The distinguished officer released a tight smile. He then asked, "Do you feel our tits playing together?" The two kissed. Steve felt the general deliberately rubbing his chest back and forth in a quick motion over his own. The meeting of their nipples aroused Steve in an unusual way. He knew his father's perfect nipples aroused him to the highest order whenever their tits played together, but a lot of that stimulation was the thought that his young nips after many years could contact his father's beautiful mantits. With the general, the man's long, hard tits stuck out so much until Steve could easily feel them caressing the surface and tiny domes of his nipples. Steve felt his cock turning to steel to poke the general's privates. He reached down, found Wesley Ryan's partially hard cock, stroked it, squeezed it, and then pushed his own cock up so it squeezed between his belly and that of his eager, older lover. The general kissed Steve's face, each part, each section and then made a trail of wetness down his sexy neck, over his shoulders, and onto his breast. Within a few seconds, the general could not contain his real interest. He sank his mouth to Steve's delicious looking nipple, taking in the fruit that he also knew very much attracted the boy's father. Steve leaned his body to arch his pec, allowing the general to tongue and suck and suction his ripened, left nipple fully and completely. After a long while of licking and nursing from Steve's sweet tit, the general lifted his head, smiled and said, "Oh Steve, you are so hot. Wonderful. A man's man. I love your body, your extra long dick, and these pretty, handsome boynips of yours." Steve then felt the general positioning himself to tap the head of his now hard cock at the very opening of Steve's ass. With the Viagra substitute taking effect, Steve felt like he could go all night with General Ryan, yet he did not want to have anal sex with him. Steve knew that part of his body and love life should be saved strictly for his father. Yet, the general pushed his cock trying to penetrate and Steve shifted his body to prevent it. "I want to fuck you, Steve. Please, let me make love to you," the general said. "Can't do it sir. That's too much for us at this point. Too much entirely." The general insisted. "Damn, fuck, I count myself a member of the choir here," the general said in frustration. "I don't fuck and tell. Please Steve. Let's enjoy each other to the max." The request and urgings did not anger, Steve, instead he felt motivated to give the general other pleasures so they could enjoy each other's physical beings. He turned the general over on his back, they both scooted further up on the bed, and Steve surveyed the man's exceptional pecs and crowning tits. . The smoothness of the general's pretty skin and his sexy skin tone heightened Steve's attraction. They embraced, their kiss went deep, but Steve curtailed the kiss, not wanting it to take him to the same places he had gone with his father. Steve also was anxious to again sink his lips to the long, extended erections of the general's outstanding tits. He sank his mouth to the general's left tit, teased it by circling the long, thin nub time and again, and then kissing it before again nibbling it with his teeth. He heard the general's breathing turn to gasps as he felt the general holding his head to his breast. Steve coated the general's meaty tit with both plenty of saliva and affection. Wesley Ryan groaned and grunted and instructed Steve to "keep doing that, right here, suck me, baby, suck my big tit!" Wesley Ryan continued to hold Steve's face to his breast. He wanted the nipple sucking to last a while. His wife did not know to sooth his burning tits; Dave Harding somehow thought it was too much an act of subservience, although the colonel knew how to make the general's tits stand up and take notice when he was so inclined. The decorated general knew the size of his tits interested Steve quite a lot. He was glad; he would offer them often to his young lover. "Yes, oh yes, Steve, my son, right there... eat those four-star, decorated mantits. Make me beg for more." Before Steve could move to the other, Wesley Ryan made the decision for him, lifting Steve's face and then turning himself to offer his other breast to his lover. When Steve stimulated General Ryan's other tit with the same vigor that he had shown during the week toward his father's perfect nipples, he lifted his head to trail down the general's bare stomach to his navel. He drilled his tongue into the general's belly hole to screw it, clean it, and turn it erogenous. "Oh man, that is splendidly sensuous, Steve. So great." The general reached down to take Steve's bloated cock in his hand. He stroked it, teased its head, and tickled its slit. He then whispered to Steve, "Let me get some lube; I want you to fuck me. You can open me up like I've never been opened with that superbly long shaft of yours, Steve." Steve hesitated to answer. He knew his cock was superbly hard and he did not understand how damn horny he felt, although he credited the feeling not to the unknown dose of Viagra, but to the excitement of being with a new lover, the amount of high-energy sex he had enjoyed with his father during the week, and his own hormones gone wild. Wesley Ryan got ready to retrieve his lubricant and to prepare for Steve to fuck his ass when Steve interrupted and countered his move. "General Ryan, that's a little too much for me. I know we both could enjoy it; we'd be good together, but," and Steve thought of a big lie to excuse himself, "but, I am involved with someone, and at this point, me also having intercourse with you just wouldn't be right." It occurred to Steve that he was now putting off General Ryan just as his father had been doing to him. He realized both the tease and frustration he had applied to his older friend. The general looked at Steve and knew the young man was lying; yet he did not want to challenge him. Instead, he thought Steve was having mixed emotions because of his relationship with his father. The general did not want their sex to end; yet he was frustrated. "Damn it, Steve. You've got me horned up, and will not either let me fuck your marvelous ass or screw my burning tail. Well, that certainly puts a damper on the affair here." Steve edged the general back down to the mattress. He straddled the general with his legs. He reached up to again caress the general's meaty nipples. He felt Wesley Ryan's six-plus inches of cock ramming between the crease of his leg and his balls. He pushed back and forth on the general's cock for a minute or so while stroking his own meat. Wesley Ryan enjoyed the mutual exchange as much as possible, although frustrations gripped his loins. He still loved seeing such a handsome young man hovering over him. He caressed Steve on his bare hips, over his stomach, and throughout his pretty, smooth chest. "Will you fuck me, Steve? Do I need to beg?" Steve smiled, shook his head "no," and then replied, "We can stop, if you like." But stopping was not in the general's interest. One of the most handsome young men that he had ever had physical interest in was living right next door and now that he hardly had a sex life with his wife and his affair with Colonel Harding had to be kept low key and infrequent. He was not going to lose the opportunity to have Steve available for service. He strategized after the meeting with Steve's father in the pool house that it would make an ideal location for some late night sex on a regular basis with this strikingly attractive young man. So instead, he told Steve to turn around. | "Give me your ass, Steve. Let me pleasure you. I want you to remember the night." Steve turned, presented his fine tail to the general, and then he immediately moaned when the general grabbed his steel-like shaft with one hand, stroked it, and then stuck his tongue into Steve's anal passage. The general used his nose and his tongue to lick parts of Steve that seldom had such oral attentions given them. With the general also controlling his stiff cock with his firm hand, Steve pushed his as down to offer more and more of it to his lover while leaning head up and groaning in a guttural and bestial way. "Oh yes, damn! That is so hot, General Ryan," Steve confessed as the general began to make love to Steve' asshole with his pointed tongue. The general gripped Steve's cock, stroked it fast and furious and then stuck his face and mouth full pressed to Steve's ass. When Wesley Ryan began to suction Steve's anal passage, the young man, leaned his head up and screamed out. Steve then brought his head down, located the general's swollen member, and began to suck his older lover. Steve went down deep and hard on Wesley Ryan's good-sized and very hard cock. "Yes, Steve, oh yes, suck me, suck me, good." With the general eating Steve's ass and stroking his cock with great finesse using a swift backhanded stroke and showing tremendous touch, and with Steve bobbing up and down on the General's shaft at a pace seldom felt by Wesley Ryan, they took each other to great heights of lust and love. The general smiled and enjoyed hearing Steve lose his sense of self control as he plunged his tongue repeatedly into Steve's fine, clean anal passage, Nobody had ever done that to him and the feeling and sensations were amazing. "Damn! Oh man, that is incredible, sir. Fan-fucking-tastic, incredible," Steve cried. He felt like one, long continuous orgasm was wrecking his entire body with his cum about to explode from his asshole. . Wesley Ryan raised his hips to feed his bloated cock to Steve. He liked the blowjob Steve was administering; it made his cock feel big; he liked it when his pecker felt oversized. He regretted that Steve did not want to screw; yet the oral treatment he was getting from Steve was bringing him off. And Steve's motivation to purpose and his tremendous sucking of his ripened cock exceeded anything that Colonel Dave Harding had provided in recent sessions together. He had no reason to even compare his wife who seldom offered anything beyond missionary sex. The twosome rocked each other for quite a while. Both fought off their orgasm to enjoy what they were being given. Steve was overwhelmed by the ass suction provided by the General and was surprisingly shocked at what a man of the General's background was doing to him. Wesley Ryan brought his other hand down to hold his extended cock in place so Steve could bob on it with even greater rapidity as well as to use his own fingers to tickle his burning nuts. The general had lots of experience at stimulating his privates for best effects and selfish gains. With outstanding agility, he stroked Steve's extra long cock with one hand, held his own in place with the other, and continued his oral digging of the young man's fine ass. Steve took a quick break from working on the general's hard dick to mutter, "Oh, General Ryan, you are hot; I am hot; this is good, sir. Can we keep going and going and going?" Steve wondered if the sex was as hot as he was feeling or if the vodka and beer were confusing him or if the sexual stimulant the general had mixed in their cocktails had him on fire. Whatever it was, he imagined that he and General Ryan would still be sucking and stroking each other come sunrise. His need for sexual pleasure outweighed his logic and deduction. The controlled Wesley Ryan chuckled, jerked Steve's very lengthy pecker, and replied, "Yes, my man; but your mouth just about has me going over the waterfalls. I am about there Steve." Both lovers felt the trigger pulled to begin their cumquakes. "Cum with me, sir. Let's blow together once again." The general raised his ass off the bed. While keeping his mouth affixed to Steve's love canal and while stroking his young lover's superior eight-inch cock, he prepared to discharge his load into Steve's mouth and fire it long down his throat. "Oh, Steve. Take me. Take it all. I am there, son. there! Oh...." The general groaned and grunted and shot off into Steve's all consuming mouth. When he lifted his head to cum scream, the general replaced his mouth with his middle finger plunging it deep inside Steve to find his prostate. Once the general touched his hot buttons, Steve was a goner. "You've got me, General Ryan. You got me, right there! I am so fuckin' gone, shooting my load." And Steve reared up to fire off a long first stream of cum and followed his initial blast with two large sprays and several shorter shots. He soaked the general's balls, thighs and upper legs with his love juices. "Wow! You sucked it out of me, sir. So good! So very good! Wesley Ryan let the last of his cum seep from his spent penis as he patted Steve on the ass. Letting his young partner know that he was very much appreciated. "You're a fine young man, Steve. And a tremendous lover. You must have several men and women who want your cock and body on a frequent basis." Mixed emotions blended with Steve's passions of orgasm to flash numerous feelings and questions in his mind. Without a doubt, General Ryan and his mature, very fit and good-looking body turned him on in many ways. Without a doubt, the general knew how to please a male companion. Without a doubt, the man very much meant to please Steve and gave of himself to do that objective. Steve could hardly fathom the tremendous feelings running through his body and speaking throughout his anal sleeve because of the unusual tonguing that the general had given him. The young man knew that while he and his father enjoyed an exchange and relationship that could not be matched, reservations and apprehensions wrought their relations in several ways. But with General Ryan, with the exception of their age difference, if that mattered at all, there was nothing that prevented the sophisticated, mature and experienced older man from giving himself freely to Steve as a young lover. The general smiled and patted Steve on his ass. "You are a fine young man, Steve. Very fine," the general said as the waves of orgasm washed from his body and left him relaxed and comfortable. "That was tremendous. I look forward to us getting to know each other, trusting each other, and being sex pals." "Thanks General Ryan. You made me a little crazy with that ass work. I had no idea," Steve said. "Wow! You made me feel things that I have seldom felt." Steve turned and the two of them embraced. Their bodies stretched out together there on the general's queen-sized bed. Their legs aligned, their feet touched, their dicks kissed, their bellies pressed together, and the general's still erect and pointed tits stabbed at Steve's wonderfully fresh and nicely brown nips. The moment was not lost on either. Steve felt the general massaging his back while they fronted each other. He leaned up and kissed Wesley Ryan first on his chin, then on his nose and then on his lips in a show of appreciation. He spotted the general's lower body dotted with droplets of his cum. He rubbed the juices into his mate's skin, taking care to lightly massage it into the general's cute, but leathery bag of balls. They hugged again. Both felt the afterglow of deep passion and satisfying sex. Yet, together their cocks did not go flaccid. Steve maintained almost all of a full erection while the general's dick stood at about half-mast. The sex stimulant continued working on both. Wesley Ryan moved his hips back and forth so their dicks rubbed together to enjoy each other. He was about to ask Steve if maybe they both had yet another round to give when a booming voice entered the room to break their solitude and privacy. "Yo Wes, you asleep? I'm back, and I bought Lenny with me just in case we were up for a three-way. Been along time since..." The general could not believe that the drunken Dave Harding had entered his room without knocking. As he looked up and over Steve, there stood his friend, Dave with his shirt half unbuttoned, and Steve's friend, Lenny, trailing behind. "Holy crap," the general heard Steve say. And then Dave Harding continued, "Oh, excuse us. You two seem to have already found the candy store." The general reached for the quilt that had been pulled to the foot of the bed. He covered himself and Steve. He then looked at the colonel and replied, "Well, Dave, aren't you the fuckin' bull in a china shop? Thanks! I owe you one." "Sorry, my friend," the colonel said, "My bad. Lenny said maybe we shouldn't disturb you. He suggested we hang out in the living room. Of course, I thought he just wanted to get me on the sofa, get my shirt off, and have a go again at my big muscles and hairy chest." Wesley Ryan smiled. He knew his friend was pretty inebriated. Steve wiped his eyes as he turned over to look at Lenny. And then, the general broke the awkwardness. "Well Lenny, I'd say the colonel owes us all. Why don't you enjoy yourself with Colonel Harding and his big, hairy chest while Steve and I lie here and enjoy the show? Huh?" "That would be a little awkward," Lenny said, "Not so, my lad," said the general. "Colonel Harding is pretty drunk, and I know him well enough to know he would get turned on quickly, knowing all of us are admiring his hairy body. And well, you've already seen Steve and I here in our all together with our bare cocks waving around." "I'd prefer some privacy, sir" Lenny replied, But the general wanted to see where he could take the action. He wanted paybacks for the twosome interrupting him and Steve. He was sure that without the intrusion, he and his young neighbor pal could have played around until daybreak. . "Then Colonel Harding, it appears you need to encourage young Lenny here to engage with you. "Do it. Just do it!" the general ordered. Dave Harding stepped over to front Lenny; they stood within six inches of each other. "My partner, you started unbuttoning my shirt again when we came into the house a few minutes ago. You unbuttoned it and pushed it half off my shoulders earlier tonight at the park when nobody was around. Now for the general's amusement and my pleasure, please slowly unbutton the rest of my shirt and let me show off the goods for you and Stevie and the good general." Lenny hesitated and then replied, "It's not that I don't want to Colonel Harding. It's just that with others watching, I am a little out of place." The colonel smiled, placed his hands on Lenny's shoulders and said, "You had no problems earlier tonight or just downstairs a minute ago or how about when you massaged my leg out there by the pool and in front of these two? So let's not get shy now." The colonel squeezed Lenny's shoulders and brought his hands down to run over Lenny's covered chest. . He placed one hand behind Lenny's neck to pull the young man to him and to gently pull Lenny's face into his. He kissed his young friend on the lips quickly and then took him fully into his arms to hold him tight and to kiss him with great passion. Steve could see that the colonel had just seduced Lenny. His friend became putty in the arms of the strong, handsome and determined Dave Harding. Steve understood. He had pretty much been putty in the soft, but determined hands of Wesley Ryan. He knew he had wanted the general to seduce him. After having spent several encounters working to seduce his farther, it was nice to be seduced and to feel wanted first and foremost. As Colonel Harding took aim on Lenny, he embraced the young man and pulled him into his hardened mature body. He kissed Lenny hard on the lips and squeezed his ass. He pulled Lenny up on his tiptoes and commanded the action. Steve heard Lenny groan and saw him push his crotch into the colonel's privates. Wesley Ryan knew from personal experience that when Dave Harding got serious about his seduction or lovemaking or fucking around, he was a bear to control or stop. He took Lenny's hands, placed them at the middle part of his shirt, and ordered, "Go ahead, my friend. Go ahead. Strip my shirt. Unbutton it, take it from around my shoulders, and strip me. Do it!" Lenny did not hesitate and did not want to disappoint the colonel. He quickly undid the remaining buttons, took the shirt by its fold, and removed it from covering the thickly hairy and well-muscled upper body of the retired, well-decorated Colonel Dave Harding. The military officer's hard muscles and tufts of thick hair enthralled Lenny. He shifted to leave the lip-to-lip lock he and the colonel had been enjoying to instead lean down to kiss the upper portion of his partner's middle chest and then let his tongue drop straight down. Wesley Ryan clasp his hands and said, "That's it, Lenny, Good job, son. And Dave, oh yes, he is loving that hair of yours and all those big-ass muscles." Lenny knelt to trace his tongue over the colonel's belly that was dusted with dark hair. He let his tongue circle the colonel's dark navel and then he traced his tongue up the hardness of the colonel's torso. Once he stood, Lenny felt Dave Harding again drawing him into a hard, deep and very controlling kiss. Lenny yielded to the colonel's hard kisses and knowingly brought his hands up to grab Dave Harding on his thickly furred chest. Steve wondered if Lenny was up to what Dave Harding might want to do or how hard and powerful a man like Harding might fuck, yet Steve knew Lenny also had a capacity to take care of himself. When the kiss broke, Lenny again kissed down the colonel's very thick neck, along the throat, and down to his hairy chest. Dave Harding closed his eyes, opened his stance, and got ready to enjoy the wonder lust of yet another young recruit wanting to discover his body fur. He inhaled deeply as he felt Lenny's sensuous lips move over each of his breasts, around each breast and then up to where his hair-covered nips sat atop the mounds of muscle. When Lenny's pointed tongue parted the hairs protecting his tits. The colonel gasp, moaned and then groaned when he felt the young man's lip suck his left tit while his fingers began rubbing the other. Dave Harding held his arms out and said, "That's it, Lenny, Oh yes, explore all of me, have your way, go ahead, enjoy my hairy self. Steve again admired the thickness of chest hair that the colonel displayed. Wesley Ryan moved up to Lenny, caressed his back and said, "Son, go ahead, let us watch you eat the colonel's hairy tits. His balls of fur cover them and they aren't huge, but do a number on those cute buttons and old Colonel Harding will follow you anywhere." Lenny took the general's advice and began to work first Colonel Harding's left nipple and then his right with his tongue. He kissed, licked, lapped, sucked, and chewed at each. Steve felt his cock leaking its pre-fluids again just watching the action. He knew Lenny could do a number of a guy's nipples, but he had not seen Lenny this excited before. "That's it, son. Bite down on his hard, bloated breasts," the general encouraged. "See what this big man is all about. I can tell you, he's a hunk of a lover." With the general's encouragement, Lenny was no longer hesitant did not have to be told to inspect the well-muscled body of Dave Harding regardless of who was watching. Steve watched as Lenny began to run his hands from near the colonel's rib cage up to the forest of fur in the middle of his chest. Lenny pulled the mass covering of hair to test its toughness and thickness. The general and Steve watched as the colonel edged closer to Lenny, placed his right hand on the back of Lenny's neck, and then drew his partner's face into his left breast. "Don't stop, keep kissing my pecs, Len. Lick me. Suck my tits hard." As Lenny's mouth began to give Dave Harding great pleasure and caused tremendous sexual charges to spring up throughout the colonel's chest, Wesley Ryan got up, played with his own cock for a few seconds, and then said, "You two play a while, but I think you need to save yourselves and let me and Steve spend an hour or so getting our juices recouped. Then, we all shall have a good time together." "You got it, Wes. Yes, sir," the colonel said, "But first, I have to let Lenny here work that sucking mouth of his all over my furry chest and if he wants my cock, too, I am not holding off. The kid turns me on in a big way." The general said, "And tell Lenny to get his clothes off. Meanwhile, I will take Steve to the kitchen for a sandwich and you two come down to meet us soon. Now don't go fucking each other. That stuff can wait." As Steve got ready to exit the bedroom with Wesley Ryan, he turned to look at the embracing between the colonel and Lenny. The colonel was pulling Lenny's shirt over his head while encouraging Lenny to "keep o those teeth on my hairy tits. Eat me, friend, eat me." With just towels wrapped around their waists, the general and Lenny left the room but did not make it to the kitchen. Instead, the general started laughing softly and said to Steve, "Follow me. We can go into my office just down the hall and watch everything." The general directed Steve to his office, turned on a dim lamp, and then went to a computer monitor, hit a few buttons and Steve saw a screen with seven smaller windows pop into views. In the third window were the colonel and Lenny. Steve swallowed hard as he watched Lenny kneel down and remove the colonel's briefs. Dave Harding stood over Lenny and commanded, "Don't get up, and just let me feed you my cock right there. I am too hard not to be sucked, right now, right here." Wesley Ryan chuckled, zoomed the image out so it was shown on the larger screen and then moved over to Steve. "Is this not great? I doubt even Dave knows what I have done. Let's just watch and enjoy." The general then snapped Steve's towel from around his waist, brought Steve into his arms, and collapsed his lips into Steve's. As they kept their eyes on the screen to watch the action in the bedroom Steve felt the general stroking his erection. He grabbed the general on his ass. "Take my towel off me, bring our cocks together," the general instructed. And Steve did just that, feeling the hotness of Wesley Ryan's sizeable cock along the shaft of his larger one. They grinded their privates together. The general leaned Steve back and began sucking on his tits. "I am going to suck these nipples off your chest, son. You stroke us till we come. And let's both enjoy this blowjob your friend is giving mine in the next room," The general's attention to his sensitive nipples, and the general cupping his balls while Steve stroked their cocks together combined with the exhibition of seeing Lenny giving the colonel a hell of a blowjob sent Steve into overdrive. He watched as Dave Harding's stiff dick sank time after time deep into the channel of Lenny's throat. He could see Dave Harding getting closer and closer to an orgasm as Lenny sucked hard at his dick and lightly caressed his balls. Steve knew Lenny was a good oral lover and could cause sensational feeling along one's cockshaft. Meanwhile, Wesley Ryan was heating up, His pretty cock was already dripping pre-cum, he was breathing heavily, and he got so carried away at the action on the screen and Steve's body that he bite down heard, too hard, on Steve's left tit. Steve cried. The general moved on, but he was too hardy to stop and ask Steve if he were okay, Instead, he maneuvered Steve to a nearby desk, faced Steve so he could see the colonel and Lenny going at it, and then he leaned Steve over. "I've got to, Steve. I've just go to tap your ass," Steve was confused. The general turned him on, he felt the alcohol still playing in his system, and he was on fire with lust. For a few seconds, he allowed Wesley Ryan to manipulate his body, even allowing the general to bend him over his desk. "Got to do it, Lenny. Oh baby! Take me! Take my cock and stuff!" Dave Harding huffed and puffed and felt his swollen cock swelling even more inside the oral crevice of his young lover. "Your Colonel Harding is going to blow his nuts right here. Right here." Steve and the general heard Dave Harding cry out over the speakers. Wesley Ryan said, "I knew Dave couldn't resist. He'll blow his load and be done for the night. But hell, who cares. We can make more fun without those two duds." Steve felt the general stroking his cock from behind. And then he felt the general rubbing his ass. "You are so fine, Stevie. Best ass I've seen in forever." Steve wanted to protest; yet he was so horny. The general was stroking his raging and very stiff cock like he had seldom felt. Wesley Ryan's fingers greasing his ass caused him to feel close to another orgasm. And then, Steve felt the general use a great deal of strength to bend him completely over the desk, hold his back, and then push to penetrate his tight ass with the ripe, mature shaft sticking out fine and straight from the general's lower body. "Oh yes, here it goes, Stevie. Oh yes, ah, oh, ah, damn, damn, you are fabulous!" Steve did not resist. He felt General Ryan penetrate at least three or four inches of his anal canal with his rigid dick. He felt Wesley Ryan reach around to pull at his tits while bringing his own upper body down on Steve's bare back. As the general's hard rod pushed to enter him fully, he felt the older man's extended nipples sticking him in the hack. He wished he could turn and make corkscrews of those long tits to force some pleasure pain on the general. Steve gasp. He moaned. The generals/cock felt great. And yet just as if his farther had entered the room a strong mental image of his dad saying, "Hell no, don't let that fucker screw you, Steve. Have some pride. Stop it! Stop it! Stop that fucker, get his cock out of your ass, and get the hell to your house." Wesley Ryan pulled back to begin his fuck motion to screw big time. The man's world of sexual confidence led him to know he could provide Steve a fuck that would make his old man's inexperience in man-to-man sex obvious. Wesley Ryan pumped his greasy, wet, red-hot and stiff pecker in Steve once, twice and was about to pick the pace up on the third motion when he felt Steve's body stiffened and go rigid. In a move so quick that it hurt Steve when the general's pumping six-and-a-half inch cock came forcibly out of his ass, both men yelped in pain. Steve turned and fronted the he general. "No, I can't let you do that. We can't. We just can't, sir." "The hell we can't Steve. Turn around, let me back in you," :"No, no not that. We can make love, but I don't want you to fuck me." Hearing his young lover say the words "I don't want you to fuck me," and being without his better sense of judgment due to her horny state, the quantity of alcohol and his cock's need to screw his lover, General Ryan did the unthinkable. He began to fight with Steve, to wrestle with him, all in an attempt to get his cock back inside the young man. Once Steve realized how serious the general was in his physical actions, Steve became very assertive. The general was not without force. He was well trained, fit, and strong. But Steve was faster and a little less drunk. As the two wrestled, Steve looked up, and saw Colonel Harding kneeling by the general's bed while Lenny sat on it. He was giving Lenny a reciprocal blowjob. Steve heard himself say, "Then let me fuck you, General Ryan. Let me fuck you." The general continued to try and dominate Steve, but he relied, "You had that chance earlier, kid. Plus, the general goes first when he wants to, son. I am in command here, I am older, I am in my own domicile, and my cock was solidly in your ass before you fuckin' went prude on me." Steve managed to push Wesley Ryan away from his body. Both men still had hard ons. "Leave me alone, General Ryan. Please. I like you, I've enjoyed being with you, you are a great lover, and a very handsome man, but I am not ready to be screwed." Wesley Ryan stopped. He looked down at his erection. He smiled. He shook his head. The words of Steve's had sounded so sincere. So nice. So earnest. So lovable. He heard them echo in his drunken head, "I like you, you are a great lover, and handsome man..." Tears rushed the generals' eyes. They flooded his eyes; they dripped down his cheeks, He looked at Steve and said, "I am so sorry, son. So sorry, I am an officer and a gentleman and well, I just lost it. That with Dave and your friend, our hot sex tonight, your delicious ass, I just lost it. Forgive me." Steve sat back and listened. He did not embrace the general, He did not accept the apology, and he did not get up to leave. He just sat back to gather his senses. He could still feel the general's stiff cock in his anal canal. He could not decide if he liked the leftover feeling or not. He did not know if he had stopped the general because he wanted to or because of his father's influence over him and their recent fucking. He knew Wesley Ryan's cock attracted him and that the older man would have delivered a hell of a fucking to his lower regions. And then, the two of them looked up at the screen as Lenny shouted, "OH, oh man, Colonel Harding, here, I am cumming." And they watched as Dave Harding took his mouth from Lenny's fine, young pecker, stroked it, brought it down to his chest and watched as Lenny shot three hard streams of cum syrup all over the colonel's hairy chest and then several smaller quirts to his face. "They look like they have enjoyed themselves," the general said more to himself than to Steve. Steve did not comment. The general took his own cock in his hand, stroked it, looked at Steve and said, "I hope some time in the future, you will want me to touch you again." Steve did not know how he felt. The image of his father that blasted his mind and forced him to reject Wesley Ryan had been very strong. The general's attempt to manhandle him to fuck him for the sheer pleasure without respect for him was way out of line. Yet again, Steve looked over, studied Wesley Ryan's distinguished face and its strong, attractive features, bathed his eyes over the general's wonderfully perky and pointed mannips, and then took in his full presence. He knew the man excited him. . They saw Dave Harding crawl up to join Lenny in the general's bed. Steve heard the general say, "Those two will be asleep in about five minutes." Steve again did not respond. The general then said, "I'd welcome you to stay and sleep with me in the guest room. I'll hold you, Steve. I will embrace you. I will beg for your forgiveness." Steve allowed a long pause of silence to envelop the room. A memory of the morning by the pool and his father scolding the general for being out of line with his aggressive behavior sounded throughout his mind. He missed his father's presence. He missed the part of Lee's heart that he had started to win. His cock had started going soft. "Maybe another time, General Ryan. It's time I go home where I belong. I'll wrap this towel around me, and come get my clothes from your bedroom tomorrow. No need to disturb Lenny or Colonel Harding. Yaw know, they seem to really enjoy each other physically" :"Please Stevie. Please stay with me." The general asked with heavy sincerity in his voice. Steve did not respond. He got up to leave the study. When he was at the door turning to leave, he said to Wesley Ryan, "Regardless of where our relationship goes, sir, I will be respected or else I will not participate. Get it?" He did not wait for a reply. End Note: We enjoy hearing from our readers and your emails are appreciated and often provide us insight. Please write us letting us know what is exciting you about the storyline and what you most like or even do not like so much. We are at a good point in the story development where we would appreciate knowing what you think about General Ryan, Steve's friend, Lenny, or Lee and JL's time together. Share your favorite moments and passages, too. 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