Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2011 10:09:49 -0800 (PST) From: Dave Ledge Subject: Skinny or Scrawny, Chap. 3 Skinny or Scrawny? Chapter 3 DAD: I barely got everything cleaned up after my naked wrestling match against my son and jumped in the shower before I was caught! I turned the water onto pretty cold so it would make my cock go down. If not, I'd need to put on a jock strap so it wouldn't show big time! Finally got everything settled down (LOL)... Well, Keith and I weren't alone again for several days. Seems like our schedules were totally out of synch. He'd be gone to school when I got up and he'd be out at activities when I got home from work. However, the few times we were in the same room together there was no problem telling our relationship had changed! When he looked at me and nobody was watching him, he smirked big time. A couple of times he gave me winks. Whenever he could, without being too obvious, he'd touch me. He'd pat my gut, squeeze my arm, mock punch me in the biceps, and ruffle my hair. Once he even spanked my butt! Oh yes. Things were very, very, different now! And I'm no Sherlock Holmes, but it certainly was "elementary" that he wanted more Dad/Son quality time! Grin. And as for me, I found I was getting hard when he was in the room, especially when he was "messing" with me. Well, if he wanted to mess around again, I certainly wasn't going to say no. But he would have to initiate that. While he's 6'2 and mature for his age, he is 16 and I am his Dad! When we were fighting and wrestling each other I forgot that and guess he did, too. We were just two nearly identical men being men, getting sweaty, and rubbing our hot bodies together, sliding our big cocks together, until we came, and came, and came soaking our tight bodies in gallons of cum! Stop that, James Michael (I told myself)! Just thinking these thoughts got my cock so hard I was exposing myself! I'm going to have to wear a jock strap all the time, grin. All right. I admit it. I want him again, pretty badly, if he wants this. But how to make it happen?' SON: I admit it. What my Dad and I did was totally hot and I want it to happen again! I came again the night, just going back over what happened between us, without even touching my cock! Yeah, I know, I'm 16. However, even for me that's not normal! I think the hottest moment in the whole scene was when I told him to go to his room and get naked for me! And he did, without a word of argument. My dominating my Dad turned me on. Yeah, it did. And then getting on top of him and continuing to dominate him turned me on even more. I loved the fact that he fought back, though. But being naked on top of my 38 year old Dad and working over his body with mine, rubbing our sweaty nipples and chests...and slamming our bodies together, his hot legs entwined with mine, his big Dad's hand and long fingers also entwined with mine and our big man cocks rubbing, and sliding and rubbing and sliding...That's when I came that night!! Grin. I did take every opportunity I had (and there weren't many) in the following days to look at Dad. I also took every opportunity I had to touch him and feel him. Again, not that many, damn it! And the expression on his face after I spanked his tight muscle butt almost made me laugh out loud! It certainly made me smile every time I remembered it. However, I was getting hornier by the day. I started jacking off twice a day and even during the day at school, when I was in private. I felt like I had a permanent hard on. I started noticing the other guys (and gals) even more. I started wearing a jock strap trying to hide my erection and keep it in line. But even though I decided I'd hop into bed with many of the kids at school, nothing made me harder than thinking of getting my Dad naked and having my way with him. Hmmm. Maybe it was because of how much alike we were in looks. I felt like I was having sex with myself or maybe I felt like I was having sex with the brother I never had or the twin I never had. Yeah, I'm an only child. To be honest the older/younger thing made me hot, too. I guess that is why I had had the hots for my coach before I found out he was an asshole and nowhere near as hot as Dad... Oh, shut the fuck up Keith (I told myself) give it all a rest! Just figure out a way to get Dad into bed again. DAD: I think you can imagine how glad I was my wife was watching the television and not my face when she made the off-hand comment that it was time for me to go to the mountains and open up our cabin for the summer. And then in her next breath suggested I take Keith with me since I'd need help and it would be a good bonding time since the two of us never saw each other! Then she said she had to stay home to work on a project for work. Thank you LORD! I thought. LOL. I looked across the room where Keith was sitting at the kitchen table. He grinned at me, pumped his fist in the air, and mouthed, "Yes"! Grinning myself, I decided to give him some of his "sass" back and called out to him, "Well, Keith, do you think you can spare some time to help out your old man?" While still beaming at me, he managed to take a resigned tone and said, "Well if I have to." I almost snorted out loud at his acting. I had to leave the room, using the excuse that I needed some water. SON: I thought Dad was going to choke when Mom surprised us both by setting up the perfect weekend for Dad and me! And it was all I could do to now yell out, "YES" when she did, too. And, Dad, you have to try a lot harder than that to give me sass. Now, time to plan out some "activities" for the weekend... DAD: Well, Saturday couldn't come fast enough! Both Keith and I worked hard to get ahead in our work and schoolwork to maximize the amount of time we could spend at the cabin. That helped us both survive the waiting. But Saturday did come. I fixed us all a nice breakfast of bacon, eggs, fruit slices, and toast. I was figuring Keith and I would need the protein and calories since we did have a lot of work to do setting up the cabin for the season. Yes, all I had been thinking about was the fun I felt sure we'd have. But we had work to do, too. We had to inspect the pipes and test them for leaks, make sure the pump for the well still was primed, check for any damage in the structure, especially the porch that wrapped around 3/4s of the cabin, clear any trees/branches that had fallen during the hard winter, etc. etc. I had made a list, which I shared with him and my wife. Again, I almost lost it when he looked at it, overreacted, rolled his eyes, and sighed dramatically. Who knew he had such dramatic talent! Grin . Once my wife left the room, he winked at me, before leaving himself. Anyway, we had breakfast, put our stuff in my Miata, or MX-5, convertible (no, this does NOT reflect a midlife crisis. It gets very good gas mileage and is a practical second car for commuting, so no more comments), and we took off for our weekend away! SON: Dad was certainly cheerful this morning. LOL. Well, I am, too. I know we'll have to do a lot of work, too, but it will be worth it! I decided to start off the weekend properly and got dressed in shorts I had from last year that were a bit too small and a plain white T shirt that was also too small. When I came downstairs I could see Dad looking me up and down with approval. Grin. He had put on a "comfy" shirt that he had not buttoned all the way up so that part of his chest was exposed. He also had put on shorts that showed off his great legs. Nice. Sexy. Glad I had my jock strap on now to keep my hardening cock covered. DAD: Wow. You could see every muscle on Keith's chest and his big hard nipples pushed his sexy white Tshirt out. His shorts showed off his incredible legs, too! I started to envision them wrapped around my naked body...Damn, he was pushing buttons I hadn't known I had! Glad I had kept my jock strap on so that I wasn't "showing" any more than I was! In minutes we were in the convertible and headed off. I had a hard time not speeding, as we made our way to the mountains. From time to time I'd glance over at Keith. He and I both had sunglasses on so I couldn't see his eyes, but he did have a slight grin while we drove. SON: I was thinking about things I'd planned. Trying to keep an evil grin off my face. I was SO going to own my Dad... DAD: We finally made it to the foot of the mountain. Cabin on top. Incredible view up there, I have to say. You can see other (and higher) mountains from one side of the balcony/porch and then see 50 miles across the ridges and valleys on the other side to the next range of mountains. Keith asked me if we could put the top down on the convertible. Why not? I slowed down and got the top down and started up the mountain. Keith looked at me and smiled and slowly started to strip off his T shirt. It was all I could do to keep the car on the road with all of its curves while trying to ignore his curves, or angles, or chisels, or whatever. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see him stretch, showing off his body, and rub his chest and his hard nipples. When had I become a chest and nipple man? Anyway... About halfway up the mountain he reached over and started to unbutton my shirt. I was sort of dazed by then. Keith smiled at me and said I needed some sun or did I hear son? Grin. SON: Dad looked so sexy with his hair blowing in the wind, shirt unbuttoned, showing off his slightly hairy chest with his hard nipples, with his shades making him look like an old-fashioned movie star, driving his convertible up the mountain, turning the wheel and changing gears, handling the gear shift as if it were a big, hard, penis. (Where did that come from?) DAD: This was the toughest part of the drive, the most challenging, but the most fun. The small car responds to you as if it were your flesh and handling the gear shift to get the best out of the car felt like handling your penis in the beginning of a jack off. (Where did that come from?) Anyway, we finally got there. We took our bags to the big bedroom. Both of us did. Hmm. Something else unspoken... I took my shirt off and left it in the bedroom. Keith didn't bother to put on a shirt. I was determined to get our work done, though, no matter. SON: I knew Dad would insist to get our work done first. I didn't even consider anything else. However, when he didn't comment on me putting my stuff in his bedroom, I was surprised. When he went shirtless, I knew we would have fun later. DAD: Right as the sun was going down we finally got all our tasks accomplished. We were tired, sweaty, hungry, and thirsty. We bolted down some food. Time for a shower before anything else! The cabin's shower was tiny. We done some renovations on the cabin but the bathroom hadn't been touched. I told Keith it was shower time. He nodded and then gave me a wicked grin. I went into the bathroom, and to my surprise, Keith followed me in. "I know we don't have much hot water up here, so let's take our showers together", he said. I must have looked dumbfounded because he laughed out loud. He then stripped my shorts off to show my white jock strap. He laughed even harder and then stripped his own shorts off to show me he was wearing a jock strap that matched mine! "You're wearing a jock to cover up, too!" He continued to laugh and started up the shower and pushed us both in when it got warm, still in our jocks. I stumbled a bit but there was no room to fall since the stall was so tiny. Really glad we were both so thin. But even so there was very little room. I started to flush as I realized we were both rubbing each other's body front to front, super intimately, since we couldn't help but do so. My jock was obscenely tentedÑas was his, I soon realized. My son grabbed me and put me in a bear hug and started rubbing every inch of his body against mine! Damn my cock hurt in the stretched out jock. I reached down to relieve the pressure and my son grabbed my hands and lifted them up into the air. He pushed me against the shower stall wall and kept the pressure from his body on mine. He ground his crotch against mine and rubbed his tightly muscled thin body and chest against mine. Our oversized nipples were hard and the points dueled for dominance. Our long fingers intertwined and he forced my arm up towards the ceiling. God, it was like he was even trying to rub our underarm hair together! The smell of sweat, bodies, and soap mixed together as I couldn't help but moan a bit. I have to admit I wasn't fighting him off! I'd been waiting for his body for days now and I sure wasn't going to stop him! His head was beside mine so that we were rubbing cheeks together as he continued to gyrate his nearly naked body against mine. We were both getting short of breath, but neither one of us seemed ready to explode, at least quite yet! Fuck, he felt good against me! But then he did something that shocked me and made me gasp out loud! He moved his head to be right in front of mine and then dove for the kill. His mouth mashed against mine and in my surprise I opened mine while gasping and he plunged his tongue deep into the recesses of my mouth! I think I yelled out loud and I heard him chuckle evilly. SON: I had planned this whole scene days ago. I loved dominating my hot Dad and pushing him into the wall and frotting his tight bod with mine! Felt almost too good. I was so not going to cum before he did! I felt my cock pulse every time I rubbed my crotch against Dad's. Lightning struck when my nipples hit his! I decided to distract myself and Dad and shock the hell out of him at the same time. I was going to French kiss him! I wish I could have seen his face when I rammed my tongue into his mouth! The gasp and yell were enough though! LOL. I stabbed at his tongue with mine and moved my mouth around his, sucking on his tongue and attacking him this way. And, no, he wasn't fighting me off either! Grin. However, I suddenly realized how much I was enjoying the feel of his mouth against mine and the dueling of our tongues. This was not a distraction from my cock, its erection, and the feel of his hot Dad cock on mine, though! More like an addition that made my cock pulse even more! I began to think I had made a major league mistake when the water suddenly turned cold! DAD: Shit, that water got cold fast! Keith pushed back from me and let my hands go. He grabbed the faucet and finally got the water turned off. Thank God! He exited the stall and grabbed a towel and threw it at me. He took his own and rubbed his thin young man body vigorously, trying to warm it back up, it seemed. I rubbed my body no less vigorously and felt it react to the sight of Keith's wet, slick, torso... Keith saw my stare, grinned, and then oh so slowly stripped his wet jock off...His erect cock bounced out and slammed his gut before sticking straight out. Definitely a beauty that stuck out nearly eight inches with a big mushroom head at the tip...I yelled again when his jock suddenly slapped me in the face! The little shit had thrown it at me when I was distracted and scored. Well, two can play that game. I stripped fast and grabbed Keith and started wrestling with him, trying to put my wet jock in his mouth. He laughed when he realized what I was trying to do and we struggled for a few minutes until he grabbed me in a bear hug and said, "Maybe we should take this to the bedroom?" Um, yes! SON: I followed my Dad's tall and thin naked body down the hall to the big bedroom. Soon, it would be time for yet another plan and more fun! I couldn't help but slap his small, muscle butt from time to time. I grinned as he yelped each time, dramatically. As soon as we got in the bedroom and approached the bed, I cheated. I tackled Dad from behind and jumped on his naked body with mine. My hard cock nestled in his still damp ass crack and we both moaned! He struggled to get out from under me, which just made my cock rub against his ass even more! Damn, that felt way too good! Reluctantly, I rolled onto my side, bringing Dad onto his side. I reached around from behind and found his still hard cock. I started to jack him off fast. I was going to get him one way or another! DAD: Well, Keith is full of surprises, isn't he? Well, this one isn't going to work! I grabbed his hand and forced it off my cock at the wrist and did a three quarter roll to the other side of the bed so that I was ready to face him. Keith was also ready though and followed me and grabbed my hands again and slammed his chest against mine. We kept this up for a while. We'd pull back and then slam each other violently and grind our chests and nipples together before pulling back and repeating. My chest was now red and my nipples were being rubbed raw. Time for my turn to surprise him! I let him slam against me one more time and then pretended to be overwhelmed and let him push me down on my back on the bed. I rolled and writhed underneath him, being dramatic with groans and panting, acting as if he had beaten me down, also making sure my groin rubbed his to the max, trying to get him even more excited. Once he got too confident, though. He wasn't paying enough attention and I could tell he was badly positioned on top of me. I rolled him over and was finally on top of him. However, I shifted my weight and did a quarter turn until we were in the perfect 69 position. Faced with his gorgeous young and hard cock, I did the obvious and took it deep into my mouth! SON: Holy Shit! If I thought everything up to now was incredible and super hot, this was so over the top as to make me yell out loud! What an amazing feeling. I felt as if my entire soul was in my cock and it was in such as warm and wet place that I couldn't help but start to fuck my Dad's hot mouth. But I also still wanted to dominate him. So, not really knowing what I was doing, I took my Dad's rock hard cock into my own mouth and tried to imitate everything he was doing to me with his cock. DAD: Shit, I didn't think he would do that! Should have known better. So now it's a race to see who cums first, is it? I used my hands to feel Keith's tight body up, roaming over it, pinching his nipples, and rubbing his ass crack. I finally stuck a finger up his young man ass, trying to find his prostate, too! But, shit, everything I did Keith copied. I don't know how much longer I can hold out. I can feel the cum boiling up my long shaft! Oh shit, oh shit, "oh shit, oh shit, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." SON: Oh shit, oh shit, "oh shit, oh shit, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." DAD: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" SON: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" * * * * DAD: Hours (? minutes?) later I felt Keith's hot wet mouth start to go up and down on my still hard cock. Time to return the favor! Grin. Let's see who can beat who this time! And, man, what a weekend the rest of this weekend was going to be! I don't care who comes out "on top". We're both winners!