Date: Sat, 17 Aug 2019 22:38:51 -0400
From: Sam Roma <frigidverve@gmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 13 - Sleeping Dad

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Steve strained forward and Matty suddenly felt his Dad's hot breath against
his back. Then Steve's lips met with Matty's smooth back.
"Mmmm you smell delicious Matty", Steve drawled caught in his own
intoxication.
Matty's eyes were closed in pleasure as he gyrated on Steve's crotch but it
flew open when he felt a hot wet sensation on his back. Had his Dad
miraculously cum through the fleece on his back?

A second later he realized, his Dad was licking him. Steve's mouth was open
and a coarse pink tongue was hungrily lapping at the smooth back in his
reach. He had to strain against his bonds but he desperately wanted to kiss
and lick the back that blonde to the ass driving him insane.
Matty was enjoying this. His Dad wanted him, was enjoying the feel of his
back, his son's body. He arched his back and brought it closer for Steve to
enjoy, then curved it back down just out of reach enticing Steve further.
Matty was tantalizing Steve with this back and his ass. At one point, he
heard Steve moan out loud.
"Ohhh fuck. Just come closer Matty, I wanna lick you between your
shoulders, you sexy thing".

Matty was enjoying having his Dad beg for it....dirty talking to him.

Sue walked up behind Steve, pulled his face up and started kissing him as
Matty continued to grind up against Steve's leaking dick. Matty's butt felt
moist from all the pre-ejaculate Steve had oozed through his fleece. Sue
stepped away from Steve and went back to her corner.

Matt got off Steve's crouch and turned around to face him. Steve's long
unruly blonde hair was disheveled. Matty stood close and reached out a
hand, then ran it through Steve's hair. He loved the texture of the
slightly oily, slightly sweaty, tangled trusses as it got caught between
his fingers. Matty smoothed back his Dad's hair a couple times then with
both hands, he ran them through the temples, just over the ears where it
was greying a bit. Steve lifted his head up enjoying this sensation. It was
a simple gesture, but even more than the grinding, this felt very intimate
to Matty. It felt like a shared private moment, tender and personal.
Steve's lips were parted and Matty had an intense desire to kiss him. But
not yet. With a slender manicured index finger finger he first pressed it
against the tip of Steve's forehead.

It was like a pause button pressed on Steve for he gulped once and then was
completely stiff. Matty slowly brought his finger down from the forehead,
tracing down the ridge of Steve's strong gently aquiline nose. He loved
feeling the cartilage underneath, he loved being able to touch every part
of Steve he had not before with free abandon. As his finger moved down, the
feel of his soft red lip was in sharp contrast to the roughness of the
cleft over his lip, stubbled and coarse. Now the finger circled round
Steve's open lip tracing every crest and trough. When he reached the lower
lip, he pulled down on the lip, exposing neat pink gums and perfect
pearlescent teeth, something he himself had received as a genetic gift.
Feeling bold, Matty proceeded to insert his finger into Steve's mouth.
Steve opened his mouth in invitation. Matty ran his finger across Steve's
teeth. As he was exploring the array of perfectly set teeth, the tip of
finger was met with Steve's questing tongue.

Matty stopped just as Steve's tongue wrapped around the finger and pulled
it in further in its wet soft folds. Matty unfolded his middle finger into
his Dad's mouth as well. Eyes wide with disbelief he watched as his randy
Dad started sucking on his two fingers. Matty had no idea finger fucking a
mouth could be this sensual. Steves tongue licked every part of those two
fingers, sucking on them, biting them gently, kissing them. Matty was rock
hard. His cock was at the risk of breaking its bond and hitting his Dad on
his chest.
Matty slowly extracted his finger even as Steve leaned forward trying to
bite it and hold it back in his mouth. It seemed like both Dad and son were
playing on their fantasies that day, unfettered.

Matty stuck those fingers one at a time in his own mouth sicking his Dad's
saliva off and enjoying what his Dad did not a moment ago. He craved the
real thing, wanted to suck the saliva out of his Dad's mouth directly. He
bent forward carefully again, and this time, stuck his own pink tongue out
and parted Steve lips. Steve opened up willingly, his own tongue meeting
Matt's. The heat between Dad and son was palpable. Their lips met in a hot
clash. Matty's heart stopped, or started beating a million times a second,
he couldn't tell which. He was kissing his Dad, making out with his maker.
And his Dad was kissing him back. He finally knew what other girls kept
coming back to his pops for. And he was hooked.

Their lips seemed to have a mind of their own. His Father's lips were
fuller and softer but his slightly thinner lips seemed the perfect purchase
for Steve's lips to grip and hold on to. Matty got shock when Steve
suddenly bit his lower lip and pulled at it. No girl had even don't that to
hi .It was like discovering what a kiss means for the first time. Time had
stopped around him and he didn't even remember here he was. It was only him
and his Dad in the moment lost in each other mouths, exploring and
savoring, biting and licking, tugging and prodding. Matty bit back at
Steve's full lower lip. He almost pressed down on it in a moment of intense
craving. He wanted to bite at the softness that seemed to give under his
teeth. He wanted to draw blood and lap it up as well. That cannibalistic
stab of pure lust passed quickly. But Steve seemed to be enjoying that
momentary pain himself and started moaning into Matty's mouth. Steve was
straining against his bonds restraining his hands. He seemed to want to
tear away at it and hold Matty's head in his hands and kiss him deeper.
However, Matty had no such hindrance. He took his Dad's head in his hands
and pulled him closer. Steve half got up from his chair, his butt in the
air leaning into the kiss. Matty's tongue pushed Steve's tongue in looking
for passage deeper into Steve's mouth. The bridge their noses were flush
against each other almost breaking off the oxygen. Their wet tongues
wrestled for a second then Steve gave way to let Matty's horny tongue go
deeper into his mouth. Matty darted his long tongue in and out of Steve's
throat, tongue fucking his Dad's mouth. They were both slobbering down the
sides of their mouth but neither cared. They seemed to be one body joined
at the mouth. Breathlessly they kissed each other deeply.  Matty finally
pulled out of the kiss, then more tenderly started biting Steve's upper lip
and used his tongue to lick his lower lip. Their savage kiss morphed into
one of tender affection. Steve seemed to take control again and pulled
Matty's lip down with his own, then gently licked Matty's teeth and the
roof of his mouth before letting their tongues intertwine and taste each
other. His Dad tasted something different. It felt something unique and
personal. There was no taste of food or mouthwash but Steve's natural
breath and Matty tried to mentally capture that smell and taste. Their
heated breaths melded into one. Slowly Matty pulled away from Steve even as
Steve strained forward trying to kiss Matty some more.

"Oh come on", Steve protested. "Come here Matty. You are so fucking
incredible." Steve gasped. Then, "Let me taste your boobs." Steve said
licking his lips.
Matt shot a look of panic at Sue who was still in her corner enjoying
herself, not missing a single thing happening between Dad and son. She put
a finger to her lip and gestured for Matty to back away quietly. She then
took his place, leaned forward and held her big hanging boob within reach
of Steve's mouth so he could kiss and play with it. She seemed to derive
less pleasure in this than watching them play together. Steve took his time
rolling his tongue all over her boob but soon she straightened up and went
back to her corner, motioning for Matty to come forward again.
"This is about you and Matty hon. Remember?", she said cryptically.

Matty glanced sideways at Sue who encouraged him with a nod.
Matty leant forward again and breathed lightly on Steve's face. Steve
grinned in anticipation and slow rumble in his throat, growling like a
beast. Matty bent down further and kissed Steve's protruding Adam's apple.
Matt loved feeling the strong manly contours of the Adam's apple against
the stubbly rough skin on his tongue and enveloped it in his lips. He moved
down slowly from there coming up on the top of Steve's naked chest where a
thin sprouting of golden hair met his lips. Matty dug into that sparse, wet
from sweat bush in joy and followed the path eagerly. His chin hit the
cleavage between Steve's large sweaty pecs. Matty licked at the salty
wetness along the ridge of chest hair. It tasted salty and floral with
Steve's soap bring ing back memories of his previous abandon with his Dad's
body. What started as a quick taste now descended into a greedy licking.
Matty opened wide and lashed his tongue all over Steve's chests and pecs
carefully avoiding the erect pink nipples. that will need special attention
with the knowledge he now had about his Dad's erogenous zones.
Steve was laughing in pleasure. "Fuck yeah, lick your Daddy", he growled.
"Give Daddy a bath with your tongue Matty."
Matty almost answered back lost in his heavenly pursuit but remembered the
role he was playing at the nick of time and desisted. He merely moaned and
continued exploring his Dad's chest with his wetland eager tongue. He ran
it from the top of the chest down to the belly button swirling his tongue
around it. Then went back drawing wet circles around his nips enjoying the
tangy scent and taste and feel of sometimes coarse, sometimes dense hair on
his Dad's godlike body. This man needed to be worshipped in every which
way. Matty couldn't believe his luck and daring at what was happening. His
Dad, a god amongst men, this perfect hunk was enjoying his son worshipping
him while he got to do whatever he wanted with him. There was more to come
but he didn't need to rush. He could do this forever.

Once he had lathered Steve's chest in saliva he kissed him down the length
of his arms, down from the shoulders. He kissed through the corn maze of
long golden hair on his Dad's arms and took his time sucking each strong
and big finger, not unlike his Dad with Matty's own fingers. He throated it
down getting them slick and coated with his spit then sucked it right back
off his fingers, kissing it and entwining his tongue around it. From thumb
to pinky, every finger on both hands received special attention by Matty.
Steve was whimpering in delight. He looked like he wanted to pump his cock
which had put up a strong tent against his sweats, erect as a flag pole and
oozing like a hose. Matty took a quick dive at the wet crotch, not able to
contain himself any longer, just so the pre-ejaculate didn't go to waste.
He sucked the precum right off the fabric coaxing every last drop fro it
and feeling the turgid swollen cock underneath with his mouth at the same
time. Steve gasped and groaned at the edging. Matty took one last swipe at
the fabric on the crotch and returned back to the chest, his mouth shining
with slick cum and saliva, looking every bit like a slutty pig.

Steve's puffy pink nubs looked enticing, like maraschino cherries atop two
scoops of butterscotch ice cream. Matty caressed the left nipple with the
tip of his tongue, feeling it's stiffness on it. Then he pursed his lips
around it and smacked at it with his mouth. Steve's nubs felt spongy and
chewy with the tip having a certain hardness about it. Matty bit down at it
gently.

"Oh shit", Steve exclaimed in transports of heady delight. He was biting
down on his lower lip and squirming in his chair. His hands were clenched
in tight fists, his knuckles white. This seemed to be driving him over the
edge. Matt did not relent. He kept biting down on it in varying degrees of
softness, munching on the spongy tissue and enjoying its fullness in his
mouth. Matty loved it beyond anything he had imagined would turn him on. He
suckled on his Father's tits like a baby. He sucked and pulled at it for
minutes and minutes. Suddenly, Matty tasted something different in his
mouth just as his Dad screamed in agony. It shocked him. Had his teeth
punctured those soft tits? With a loud squelch he broke off the man nips
and looked in alarm at his Dad's face. Steve's face was contorted, but not
in agony. He seemed to be experiencing some heretofore unknown paroxysms of
pleasure. A drop of water slid down the edge of the blindfold. Steve was
actually crying in pleasure. In the same second as he took all this in,
Matty looked down at the swollen pink nipple. He had ruptured it alright.
But not in the way he had feared.

On the tip of his Dad's nipple, a lone pearlescent white drop of liquid was
balanced gingerly, at the precipice of dripping. His Dad was fucking
lactating. He had managed to squeeze some milk out of his Dad. Steve had
some vague memory of hormonal changes and stress inducing this in someone
but he would never in a million years have believed this could happen
unless he had witnessed it himself.

Quickly, Matty put his face back on the beautiful glowing pink nipple and
began suckling on it while his other hand gently flicked his right nipple
back and forth.
"Ohhhhh fuck. Jesus. What the fuck is happening?", Steve called out loud in
ecstasy.
"You just made some milk darling", Sue responded quietly. "Just the way you
like me to"
"Fuck! No fucking way. Matty how the fuck are you doing this to me." Steve
gasped. "Fuck, I wanna get my hands on you, you slut."
Matty's cock was straining against its own bonds even as his Dad struggled
against his. It started dripping milk of its own. A spurt of cum escaped
Matty's piss hole and dribbled down the shaft to drip from his balls on to
his Dad's lap.

Matty barely noticed. He stuck out a careful tongue underneath he droplet
and lapped it up. It tasted tannic and sweet. Nothing he had tasted on his
Dad, none of his fluids tasted anything like this. Matty was greedy for
more. He sucked on the puffy nipple some more coaxing a few more drops out.
Steve was thrashing around in the chair with nowhere to go while Matty
persevered with single minded dedication in extracting as much Dad milk as
he could.
"Oh fuck. Of fuck. Oh fuck. I'm cumming.", Steve screamed, his ass raised
in the air.

Those were the words he wanted to hear every time from Steve. Matty was not
even surprised and quite pleased he had made his Dad cum without even
touching his dick. Quickly, he knelt down between Steve's legs, lifted the
sweats up and pulled it down to his knee in a one swift motion and put his
mouth on his Dad's tumid, bloated red cock with its purple head. It basin
good time as a heavy spurt of cum splashed against the back of Matty's
throat. Matty tried to quickly gulp it down knowing what was coming.
another spurt hit the back of his throat, warm and ammoniac, salty and
sweet. Matty drunk it like his life depended on it, not letting the shaft
slip from his thirsty mouth. A third shot collected in his mouth. Matty
held Steve's dick in his mouth even as he swirled the pool the cum in his
mouth, tasting it and rolling it around his tongue, coating it completely
in its slickness. As his Dad's dick dribbled the final drops of ejaculate
into his son's mouth, Matty slowly gulped it down. He could never get
enough of his Dad's sperm. In a way it made sense to him sincere was a
product of the same form and it was just a part of the whole in his belly.
Matty sucked the last of the drops of cock milk off his Dad's softening
cock, sucking on it much the same as he was sucking on the tit that led to
this. The poetry in it didn't escape him. Smiling to himself, He pulled the
sweats back on his Dad and stood up.

In the corner he noticed Sue was wet too. Clearly she has also orgasmed.
Matty couldn't believe he had wifi orgasm powers on top of making his Dad
cum without directly titillating his cock.

Steve was reclined on the chair, his head facing up, mouth open, breathing
hard through it. Matty stood up and went round the chair. Standing behind
it, he bent down, his head upside down and over his Dad's face and put his
slick, cummy lips over his Dad's open mouth. Steve seemed to recoil and
closed his mouth sputtering. He pulled away enough to say "I...I don't do
that".
Matty held his Dad'd chin gently and pulled his face towards him. "N-no
Matty, Sue. It's cum..." Steve protested weakly.
"Its your own, haven't you ever tasted it?", Sue asked nonchalantly.
"I..I..", Steve was still protesting, when Matty's lips closed over his a
second time. Steve did not resist this time and gave in to it. Matty kissed
him passionately and Steve kissed back. Matty rolled some of the vestiges
of the cum from his tongue into his Dad's mouth and Steve received it on
his own tongue, glopping it back into his son's mouth. They exchanged the
growing gob back and forth until Matty finally swallowed it and deeply
kissed his Dad.
"You liked it.", It was statement from Sue.
"I..I guess...it was interesting." Steve stammered.
"Steve! This is the one night to be free remember?", Sue chastised. "No
lies."
"Fuck. Fine. I loved it." Steve said. "Matty kiss me again", he ordered.
Matty didn't need to be told twice. He bent over and madeout with his Dad
again. From his position he could see the sloppy wet fabric around his Dad
crotch which had subsided was twitching again, his Dad's cock growing
again. Good. Like son like Dad, Matt thought. Clearly, his Dad could
re-fire without much recharge. This was but the teaser. The main event
hadn't even started yet.

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