Date: Sat, 17 Jan 2015 12:40:17 -0500 From: JM Stone Subject: Part 32 of His Father's Chest PART 32: Generalizing The Night Away Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction intended only as a literary stimulant to enhance solo and safe sex. Anyone under age 18 should not read 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. Any resemblance of this story, its characters, its occurrences, or any names including the writer's is purely coincidental. Donate to Nifty.Org. today. Don't be a freeloader, give something in return. By Jammer Stone and The Writer's Block After father John Rohlings and his son and Steve's best friend Lenny left out, Steve urged the general to call it a night, but the older man began tempting Steve for more action. Wesley Ryan wanted time alone with Steve and knew his opportunities would be more limited once Lee returned home. "Come on, Stevie, my man, you know what I want." "I am spent General Ryan, absolutely spent. Just like Mr. Rohlings and Lenny. Plus, dad could get back early morning, and I need to have the house picked up." Wesley Ryan edged toward Steve, removed the robe he had donned from his shoulders, and began to caress the young man. "Come on Steve. We can be uninterrupted for now. Right now, just you and me. See something you want," the general said and flexed his breasts so the nipples were emphasized. "General Ryan, you know what I want, but please, I need to have some restraint, and we both need our rest." "Steve, you've had restraint for many hours, I know, I missed you. Now though, no daddy is here; Lenny's gone; John's gone, nobody else has to know how much you want to obsess over these pointed, succulent and red hot mantits. Come on, come on," the general persuaded. Stroking Steve's face lightly with his hand, smiling in a loving fashion at his young neighbor, and slowly winking at Steve, the general seduced Steve's lips to sample his right tit. Once Steve connected to the mantit and began to nurse it, he fell under the general's charismatic control. The tit hardened and perked even longer. Steve did not know what was going on with himself, but he knew he was helpless to stop his addiction to either his father's or the general's nipples. He liked a man's chest, its breasts and nipples regardless, but he knew his dad's and the general's made him absolutely crazed with sexual hunger. The lovers quickly made their way to Steve's room. They positioned themselves so that Steve could tongue, kiss and nurse the general's mannips while Wesley Ryan prepared Steve's ass, licking and sucking it deeply to prepare it for his needy dick. After several minutes, with Steve's ass itching for the General's cock and Wesley Ryan's mantits sticking out long and hot for Steve's attentions, Steve turned, spread his legs, kissed Wesley Ryan deeply, dismissed images and thoughts of his father, pulled at the general's large-sized nipple erections sticking out proud, and let it be known it was okay for Wesley Ryan to screw him. Steve knew he wanted the man's appealing shaft and knew the general would be a good lover, but he questioned if his ass could handle a second dick so shortly after rancher John Rohlings had driven quite a screwing inside him. In a voiced coated with lust, he said to General Ryan, "I hope I can please you, sir. I'm a little innocent at this regardless of how aggressive I might have appeared with Lenny and his father." General Ryan in all his distinction, rugged good looks, and slick body features looked down at Steve's naked body, smiled, kissed the young man's arms that were reaching up to grip his bare sides, and then he whispered, "You'll be just fine. I've wanted you so much, my friend, so much." Steve lifted his legs, spread them wide and offered his unimpeded ass to the retired military officer. The general licked his lips, felt Steve's fingers find and twist his erected mantits, and then inhaled deeply. "Oh yes, that's it, Steve. Your ass looks so hot; you are a beautiful young man; and you make my tits stick out long and proud." Wesley Ryan held his elongated cock, paused to wipe the tip of his dick over Steve's opening and up to his balls. The movement felt exciting and hot, and he noticed that it made Steve gasp each time his cockhead touched his anal opening and then moved upward to swish over his young, heated balls like a paintbrush. It got the general ready, but it teased Steve, feeling the head of the dick caressing the mouth of his ass and again brushing his tight balls. "You like that, Steve, baby? You like feeling my cock just a flirting with opening you up, caressing your balls?" "Yes, oh yes, makes me crazy, sir, makes me crazy." The general ran his other hand all across Steve's bare belly and smooth chest, stopping to tweak each tit. He continued to nudge Steve's opening and play his dick against Steve's balls. After a while, Wesley Ryan held his eager cock at its base, with his hand covering his pubes, letting his fingers steady his erection nice and straight to guide it to the anal opening he had lusted for in earnest the last few days. He edged his ass forward to touch his ripened, mature cockhead to the door of Steve's wonderful ass. At that very moment, the general wondered if he could give Steve a thorough fucking after having come so soon from Steve's fabulous blowjob. And then, he stopped, held his eager cockhead at the rim to Steve's ass way, pushed forward, and penetrated his young lover. Steve gasp for air. The pleasure of the older man's hot cock mixed with the pain of being penetrated made him almost squeal. When the general's cock entered his ass more fully, Steve moaned deeply, and the general grunted with great satisfaction. Wesley Ryan was reminded of a fellow officer he had wanted to fuck years ago and finally did one night when they both got drink. He remembered a young assistant of his friend, Dave Harding, who was married and straight, but yet, the general managed to seduce him about a year ago. He had wanted both of them badly, just like he had wanted Steve in recent days. With his dick just a couple of inches inside his young, sweet lover, he grinned of triumph and pushed forward even more, letting his cock have its trophy. The general's first thrusts were short and slow, letting Steve get used to the fullness of the mancock and its rub against the walls of his ass that had already been turned a tad sore by the earlier fuck administered by John Rohlings. Steve immediately knew the two dicks felt differently, but it wasn't like one was small when both were sizeable. The general's thrust and movement were that of an experienced lover, smooth and complete, not as spearing as that of the rancher or Steve's younger lovers. There was a very pleasurable feeling at the ring of his asshole where the large amount of the general's saliva coated him. The young man remained impressed that a man of the general's background and character could so easily and devotedly stimulate his ass and eat it with his tongue and mouth. It thrilled him in a strange and unknown way. As Wesley Ryan edged his mature cock over the ring of Steve's ass and back around it to test the opening with the head of his pecker, Steve recognized him rotating his fine dick and massaging his anal walls more so than screwing them with direct thrust. The general's control and sexual stylings amazed him. But Steve soon started to encourage the older man to "go ahead, plunge it in, I want to feel all of your hot cock in me," and as Wesley Ryan gained confidence that his lover really wanted to get after it, his confidence grew and so did his pecker. With Steve making mince meat of the general's tough, yet sensitive tit stems, and with Steve enjoying every second of his fingertips feeling the tittie tips that were finer than a fingertip, but much larger than a pencil eraser, the older man's thrusts became longer and the force harder. . Steve gasp at the intensity of the general's fuck spread from his ass ring into the walls of his ass and up the entire chute. When the general's flaming cockhead bottomed out in his guts, Steve wondered if he had underestimated the man's size or if the General Ryan was an unusual grower. The general's needy cock hit that spot that heretofore only Steve's father had found. Steve shivered, shook and cried out. "Oh yeah, oh yes, oh man, General Ryan, my man, oh yes...." Steve's verbal cries only motivated the general to make love to the young man in a very special way, not to rush it, yet not to be so easy that Steve did not feel fucked. When the general's began to thrust at a great pace, beyond steady and easy, but not full force without concern, Steve had to let go of the man's stiff tits to hold his legs out while his body jerked and his head tilted back and his eyes shut. He jerked repeatedly and his toes curled. Finally, Steve groaned beyond control, putting his hands on the general's fine shoulders to pull his hot body toward him. He now wanted the older man and his distinguished neighbor in the worse kind of way. Regardless of any reserve he wanted maintained for his father, his father was not around, had not cared to come home early, and now General Wesley Ryan was inside him and deserved everything he had to give. "Do me, general. Oh, do me hard. Fuck me. Fuck me, fuck me," Steve demanded. Wesley Ryan lifted his ass high in the air, keeping his cock barely inside Steve's scorching ass, and then he began to give Steve what he asked for and wanted now so badly. He plunged his cock spear hard and downward without restraint into the young man's depths. Steve moaned, cried out, and scratched at the man's back. "That's it, Steve, oh yes, that's it, this is the fucking I knew we could give each other, You are making my dick hum like nothing else has ever touched it," the retired decorated officer whispered while leaning down to push his cock even further into Steve while tonguing at the young man's ear. As the general tightened his body into Steve's and his cock hit the young man's guts, Steve bent his legs over the man's bare shoulders, making it easier to relax, but also giving his ass to the general in a most unrestricted way. Their lips met in a wet, sloppy kiss; their tongues danced together. They both groaned and whimpered into the other's mouth, all the while Steve pumping his ass vigorously onto the amazing cock sticking out like a steel post between the general's shapely legs. As though hitting high gear at last, General Ryan began to power drive his man cock into and out of the young man's hot, steamy ass canal in rapid speed and redundancy. Steve cried out, reached up to claw at the general's stiff tits, and pulled the man's body and cock spear into his depths time and again. "Do me, general, do me good, oh yes," Steve moaned. Smiling wide, sweating a lot, and being beside himself with lust, Wesley Ryan answered, "Yes, Stevie, my boy, my man, oh yes. You are about to pull my cock from its base. Oh yes..." Steve could hardly believe the sensation. It frightened him to compare it to the fuck his dad had provided him. The harder the older man fucked Steve, the more he wanted it, harder, deeper, faster. He tried catching his breath, but could not catch up due to the speed and pace of the general's pounding mancock. "Oh man, General Ryan, this is so good, you are a helluva lover, so good," Steve said and then seeing the eye candy, his fingertips returned to the general's mantits that must have been protruding an inch or so from his chest, so excited they had become. When Steve's first touched their tips, Wesley Ryan moaned liked an alley cat, pushed his cock all the way down on Steve and held his body in place to enjoy the intense heat of Steve's guts combined with the boy's fingering of his nipple tips. He grunted and groaned and then felt the first surges of cum boil from his nuts. His pubes pressed into Steve's perineum. Both men realized how intense and hot and intimate they had become together. Wesley Ryan considered how he could continue this affair time and again with Steve; once was not going to be enough. Steve thought about his father and wondered if his dad's tremendous body and thick dick would make him forget all about the general, but for the moment, the general was giving Steve one of he absolute best fucks ever. The general continued pistoning at a fast pace, not wanting Steve to lose his own heat and thrill of the lovemaking. His hips raised and his ass drew down on the young' man great body time and time again. The general started a new rigorous screwing of Steve's ass, this time without concern for styling or preparing his lover, but instead, for the sheer, raw and unbridled passion of fucking, an amazing fucking between a 60-something year-old-man and a boy just past his teen years. "Oh gosh, oh gosh, General Ryan, screw me, do me, cum in me." "Oh yes, Steve, my lad. I am going to shoot my wad in the rancher's pool. Give you a pool of cum from John and me, just two, old horny birds." "Do it, general, do it, do me, fuck me, fuck me to a cum!": "I can feel his stuff in you, son," Wesley Ryan confessed as though proud to be where another masculine man had just left. "I can feel the heat of his semen in you, I can feel your wet ass.." "Oh General Ryan, your cock is so strong, so good, fuck me now. Shot off! Fire it ,sir, fire it good!": The general thrust with powerful strokes, sweat dropped from his chest onto Steve's, their bodies meshed together. Steve's ass grinded against his cock. In the intensity and the steam of the moment, Wesley Ryan forgot his better judgment. He muffled his voice, but announced boldly, "I can feel right where your Daddy Lee himself has been and pounded and shot off..." Only the blistering heat of their fuck prevented Steve from fully comprehending what the general had just said. He was too much into the general's fuck thrust and the ramming of his prostate to have heard the implications of what the general had let slip from his well-fucked brain. Not caring to lose a moment of the crescendo to which they were working jointly to hit, Steve kept screwing the general's cock, pounding his lower body into the man's, and twisting the sophisticated gent's now sore nipples, first one way and then all the way around the other "Oh yes, gawd, man, my cock is leaking, my brain is reeling, you are fucking me so much, sir.": Wesley Ryan grinned and answered, "Yes, yes, you're the best, Steve Jacobs, the absolute best," the general said, the words barely audible from the lack of air in his chest.. The general took the boy's legs and pulled them higher up onto his shoulders even allowing his lengthy cock to drive deeper as his cum neared. His cock sank deeper into Steve as he held the young man who was not even half his age. He began to buck his hips in shorter, but even faster strokings, making his prick concentrate strictly on Steve's prostate. His pace hit it highest intensity, Steve leaned up to now bite at the general's chest, chewing his right tit before the general's big dick forced him back to the mattress. He could tell the general's cock was as hard as cement, now renewing the soreness from the length of the current fuck combined with the what John Rohlings had left in its wake,. Steve cried out. "Oh General Ryan, you've got to come, come, please cum, now,.,.." And without the general touching Steve's cock, but with the man's warm lower body and sexy pubes teasing it and with the general doing an absolute assault on his prostate, Steve shot off. He shot long, he shot hard, and he shot repeated times.. His cum juices coated the general's upper body, hitting on his throat, over his chest and all over his belly, "Yes, gosh yes, what a shooter," the general commented and then he knew he could release his own load. All Steve could hear was the meeting of their bodies. His own moans, and the alley cat grunts of his lover dominated the bedroom. The young man ran his hands over the general's back, feeling the man's fine muscles and enjoying how they moved in concert with his body. Steve was about to slow the bucking of his own ass, when General Ryan ordered, " Don't stop. You've got me ready to shoot. To shoot so hard, my man, my main man." "Do it, do it, sir. Fire it in me. I want to feel you breed me." Steve heard himself say the words that made it sound like he had just given a part of his mind, soul and heart to General Wesley Ryan, willingly or not. When the general heard Steve say, "breed me," it ignited the cum charges in his interiors. His juices shot forth, sped down their way, and his stuff came firing out of his cement-hard cock. Steve held his lover while feeling the steely general's orgasm overtake him. He encourage his lover to fire it hard. "Oh yes, general, shoot it, shoot your stuff, breed me down." General Wesley Ryan, man of high honors and national distinction, husband, neighbor, church elder, partner to Colonel Dave Harding, and man of many roles, could have cared less about anything except letting the tremendous waves of his orgasm overtake him. He reared back, jammed his cock to the fullest point in his lover, and fired his hot juices into him. Knowing his hot spurts of man juice were hitting Steve's ass walls right where his father had shot off and that his sperm was mixing with that of John Rohlings made this particular fuck all the more exciting for Wesley Ryan. At the same time, the moment was unparalleled for Steve as young man. He held General Ryan tight, kissed his lips and his neck and pinched at both tits as the man fired several long volley of semen into his depths. ."Oh yes, I feel you shooting off, sir," Steve whimpered. And then he added, "My good man with the great tits shooting off in me." "take it, Steve. You've fucked me so good, kid. So good, my man." The wet heat created by the mature man's fabulous fuck soaked into Steve's chute, steaming his insides at the deepest parts. The general's cock shot a couple of smaller spurts and then the man collapsed his spent body completely on Steve's. His cock stayed inside, their hairy legs pressed together, Steve's cum pasted their bellies, and their hot tits found each other and shot fiery charges throughout their chests. Their post-fuck kiss went long and even longer and with both showing tremendous appreciation for the other. The general broke the kiss and trailed his lips down Steve's neck, found the young man's petty, fresh and abnormally wide nipples and sucked at each. He limited his head from the young nipple only long enough to say, "I did not get nearly enough of these babies during our foreplay." Steve liked the general munching at both of his tits, but he wanted to kiss again with the sophisticated hero of American wartime. And again, their mouths locked for along while. His excitement and interest in Wesley Ryan so soon after having screwed with Lenny's father confused Steve. Yet, he did not deny his interest in more kissing and touching with the older man. He also realized that even with his handsome father bare-chested at the pool with them a few days earlier, Steve still had interest to eye and study the general when the man had stripped off his shirt to show his sexy upper body, muscle lines, and pretty and very taut mannips. Steve even found himself caressing the man's earlobes, tonguing at his armpits and licking figure eights across his chest and around both tits. And with the general's cock staying planted inside him, they both fell asleep, hard asleep, to dream sensual dreams. Steve's dream turned into a panorama of being fucked by his father, General Ryan, John Rohlings and Max Anderson in repetitive fashion, each entering him, thrusting a dozen or so time only to be quickly replaced by another. Lenny stood nearby to help each cock get into and out of Steve with greater ease. Lenny also kept score of each man's performance. Steve moaned in his sleep when the dream included his father's biggest dick of all filling him fully. He made kissing sounds when dream flashes of the general's sweet fuckings and powerful thrusts combine with the man's amazing nipples, He remembered the ease at which Max Anderson could fuck him and how the man cared about what felt good to Steve. And finally, the dream turned to John Rohlings and Lenny first kneeling down to suck his dad each time before helping his father's cockhead enter Steve's ass,. General Ryan moaned and groaned and gyrated his hips in his sleep just reliving the fuck that Steve had provided him. His dream turned o manipulating Lee Jacobs and imagining some young, hot lover that he could pay to keep Lee occupied and happy while he continued his much needed affair with Steve, his son. His dream also relived their moments together in the pool house just days earlier when the general had massaged Lee's fire log of a cock. Waves of disappointment flooded his dream as a scene of Steve placing each of their cocks on a scale and his father's ringing the buzzer while the general's barely measured in the same frame of reference. But the dream suddenly changed with Steve stamping a blue ribbon on the general's right nipple while awarding a runner-up prize to his father's sexy breasts. When the sun came up and their bodies had recouped and their dreams had subsided, Steve's lips were on the general's wonderful right tittie. He kissed it repeatedly as they looked at each other, Unaware, the general held Steve's lengthy shaft and knew he would soon want it to fuck the daylights out of him again. End Note: Comments about this chapter, the actions, the characters, or anything related are invited at riversplash21@gmail.com. Again, we remind our readers that if there are certain passages or descriptions that you like, please copy and share those with us, so we can continue providing you Keep us motivated, please. We should be posting the next chapter very shortly. And then, Lee returns home to Steve. We promise. Of course, we've said that before, and we cannot say for sure what Lee will decide to do with that amazing cock of his or what the general might do to convince Steve that their affair is worth pursuing beyond all others. Let us know what you want to read next.