Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2012 21:59:43 -0400 (EDT) From: Tj Morgan Subject: Just Like His Mother, Part 3 The following story is a work of Fiction. The work is of the erotic nature and has explicit gay sex. If you are not allowed by law to view this story or are offended by such material, close out now. Copyright 2012 Email me with any feedback or story ideas that you would like me to write about. As always, please consider donating to Nifty to help provide these wonderful stories! I woke up to an empty bed and a soft cock. That hasn't happened much in the almost two-and-a-half months since my son and I had discovered the pleasures of each other. I scratched the bush of hair just above my cock, threw the sheet off, then climbed out of bed. I made my way into the bathroom and stood before the bowl. I closed my eyes as my bladder began to empty itself, the golden yellow stream splashing into the toilet. I shook off the last couple of drops, gave my cock another rub, then grabbed a wash cloth and cleaned my pink mushroom. I walked back into the room and pulled the thin blue robe off the back of the chair in the corner. I put it on, but decided not to cinch the tie. I liked my dick and balls free. I padded down the stairs and went into the living room. The television was off, and TJ wasn't there. I made my way to the dining room, but again, the room was empty. I thought maybe he had walked to the Dunkin Donuts down the street to get us some coffee. Every so often, we like to have an extra large Hazelnut with milk and sugar. Just then, I smelled the aroma of fresh brewed coffee coming from the kitchen, so I knew he was still here. I walked into the kitchen and was about to pour myself some of the bitter brown brew when I looked out the sliding glass door to the deck. There, framed in the early morning sun, was the naked form of my now 16 year old boy. *Sigh* I would never get tired of that sight. In the last two-and-a-half months, his body had really developed. TJ had spent the week of his birthday, as he always did, with my in-laws in the white mountains of New Hampshire. I took that opportunity to finally put in the pool my son had always begged for. It wasn't a large pool, but it was large enough for maybe ten people to have a nice party in, or two horny men to skinny dip and enjoy each other's bodies. When he got home and saw the pool, TJ grabbed me around the neck, kissed me, then stripped down to nothing and jumped in. I watched him for a couple of minutes, his pale white ass breaking the surface every couple of minutes. Then he would turn and float on his back, his stiffening cock pointing to the sky. When I couldn't stand it any longer, I shed my own clothes and jumped in. It wasn't long before we had found each other, our naked cocks floating in the water. We christened the pool that night. Twice. TJ had spent most of his free time, and there was a lot of it, out in the pool or on the deck. He no longer felt the need to wear his shorts while sunbathing, choosing instead to tan all over. My teenage boy now had a nice bronze ass. He took a sip from a cup of coffee, sat it on the small table on the deck, and looked out toward the back of the house. I followed his gaze and could see two deer drinking from the stream that ran behind our house. I walked up behind him, admiring his manly figure. I could see goosebumps playing up and down his arms and realized the summer had begun to chill into fall. I walked quietly up behind him, stretched out my robe, and wrapped my son in my arms. He flinched at the unexpected touch, then smiled, and laid his head back onto my shoulder. I could feel his cold flesh against my warm skin, my cock beginning to rise from the enjoyment of the contact. We stood there watching the deer in the distance, our bodies meshed together. I gently kissed his neck. He smiled, and purred softly. He began to rub the arm that was draped around his chest. My thumb began to caress and round pink nipple and I felt it harden under my touch. My dick began to harden as well, and was pushing into his bare leg. I moved my hips slightly and my cock slipped between his legs, resting on the underside of his ass, poking his nutsack. I slid my hand down his chest and began to play with his beautiful dark bush. I felt his penis harden and knew I wanted his cock in my hand. My left hand traveled down the shaft of his hardening dick, while my lips continued to kiss the soft skin of his neck. His breathing became deeper and his purring louder. I reached under his rod and rubbed his tight ball sack. As I massaged his orbs, they began to loosen up, the warmth of my touch releasing them. By now his cock, and my own, was fully erect. He started to move and my right arm, still wrapped around his chest, held him as tightly as a vise. He squirmed as I began to once again fist fuck his long piece of meat. He arched his head back, giving my lusty lips greater access to the skin of his neck. I opened my mouth and began to lightly bite his neck. I knew I had pushed him over the edge. TJ lifted his hand to his mouth and began to soak it in saliva. I felt him reach between our bodies and begin to lube up my throbbing organ. I knew then what my boy bitch wanted. He was hungry for his father's cock up his horny ass. I was more than happy to oblige. He wriggled his hips and my cock slid easily into place, almost as though my cock wanted his ass as much as his ass wanted my cock. I eased the tip of my dick into his hole and he bent at the knees, bringing his ass further onto my shaft. I couldn't believe that we were standing here on the deck, in full view of anyone who might walk around the side of the house, bumping and grinding our bodies together. The blue robe began to slide off my shoulders, leaving them bare, my chest exposed to the cool breeze. TJ humped up and down on my cock while I pumped his teenaged meat. Passion and lust overtook me and I bit down a little too hard on his neck, causing him to whimper. He pushed harder down onto my cock and I felt my balls begin to tighten. "Oh, god. Ooooh, god!" he moaned. "That is so fucking GOOD!" He yelled the last word, clearly enjoying being fucked out in nature. I felt the muscles of his ass tighten around my cock and his body tense. I could feel the cum travel down his tube and opened my eyes just in time to see his spunk leave his body, sail over the edge of the deck, and onto the roses below. The roses his mother had planted six years ago. His milky white goo was a stark contrast to the red petals of the flowers. Just as the last stream left his swollen dick, my own cock exploded into his ass. My right hand clenched his chest, my left hand abandoning his cock to push his pelvis tighter into me. My cum coated the inside of his hole allowing my cock to slide easily back and forth. I wasn't sure if the temperature had risen, or if the sweat mingling on our bodies, chest to back, was the result of our workout. Either way, we stood there for the next few minutes enjoying the feel of each other. I could feel my cum ooze out his ass around my cock. Usually, I would be soft by now, but the wrongness of it all- fucking a man, fucking my son, fucking outside- kept me hard longer. TJ finally opened his eyes. "The deer are gone." I chuckled and kissed his neck again, noticing the hickey I had accidentally given him. TJ slipped out of my arms, turned around, took my face into his hands and kissed me passionately, his tongue playing with mine. Regretfully, he pulled back. "I need to go get ready for school." He smiled at me then walked away. I picked up the mug from the table and drank the last of the lukewarm drink. I smiled as I watched my teen lover walk away, the cheeks of his perfect ass rippling with every step. Nope, I would never get tired of that sight.