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Dakota And His Dad

by Jock161


Dell Simon was taking his son, Dakota, camping. It was his eighteenth birthday and they were having this one last time together before the boy went off to college. Dakota drove the four hours to the sprawling wilderness park called Horsehead. The only way to get up to the primitive campground area was on foot and they hiked a mile beyond that to find the most secluded spot they could. They set up camp; a spacious two-man tent, and laid out their sleeping bags. Dell spread one bag out full and they laid the other one on top to cover up with if it got chilly in the night. Neither of them thought it strange that they would essentially be sleeping in the same sleeping bag, as they had done since Dakota was a little boy. They gathered up some wood for a fire then went hiking deeper into the woods. “Think everything will be safe here?” Dakota asked.

“I don’t see any signs of anyone having been here in the last century,” Dell said. “Yeah, I think it’ll be okay to leave it.”

It as dusk when they got back to their campsite. Dakota started a fire while Dell got the food out and the skillet. After supper they lay stretched out by the fire, facing the flame, talking as only a boy and his dad can in such circumstances. Dell knew from experience that his son was more likely to be open with him about his feeling when they were out like this.

“Hey, do you want to go swimming?” Dakota asked.

“It’ll be cold,” Dell said.

“You turning chicken on me?” the boy chided him.

“Nope, just telling you it’s going to be cold.”

“We can come back and get warm by the fire,” Dakota said.

“Okay, it’s your balls in the freezer,” Dell said.

“Yeah, yours, too.”

“I’m not going in over my knees.”

They swam and cavorted around in the cold water like a couple of boys. Dakota made him feel like a boy when they were together like this. More and more he didn’t feel the need to be a father. They were more like friends. “I hope the fire hasn’t died down,” Dakota said.

“Maybe we’d better go check on it,” Dell said.

They came out of the creek and made their way up the bank to their camp-site. The fire was down to a few flickering flames and red embers. “We got back just in time,” Dakota said as he squatted down and began poking in the embers and adding more wood. Dell came out of the tent and tossed him a towel, noticing that the boy’s cock was practically touching the ground. “Thanks.” He held it up to the fire for a moment then wrapped it around him. Dell did likewise with his towel. The night air had turned chilly, even beyond the breeze blowing over their naked, wet bodies.

“Hey, dad, it’s just me and you, is it okay if I sleep naked?” Dakota asked. “I do at home,” he added with a sheepish grin.

“I know.”

“How did you know?”

“You don’t think I’ve see your bare butt sticking out of the covers?”

“It’s okay, then?”

“Yeah, I will too.”

“That’ll be great,” said Dakota.

They went inside the tent and stretched out on the wide open sleeping bag, without the top one. “It’s warmer in here without the breeze blowing,” Dakota said. They talked some more, Dell trying to steer the conversation toward Dakota and his life. He wanted to know all he could about him; he had the feeling that once he was off to college, they would naturally drift apart. Dakota, in turn, seemed to want to talk about his dad. “Can I ask you something, dad?”

“You don’t have to ask,” Dell said.

“It’s pretty personal. It is personal,” he warned.

“Shoot. I don’t have to answer.”

“I’ve wondered about…you know…if you ever date or see women, since Mom died.”

Dell smiled. “Yeah, I date once in awhile. I’m not over your mom, but I’m working on it. I have to.”

“Nothing serious then?”

“No. I’m not looking for another mom for you, or a wife,” he said.

“No, I meant…well, I know how much you and mom loved each other and what a great…well, you had a good sex life.”

“How would you know that?” Dell asked with a smile.

“You made a lot of noise, it was hard not to hear,” Dakota said.

“I’m glad your mother isn’t alive to hear you say that,” Dell said, laughing. He saw his son’s cock looked bigger and he thought it was amusing that he might be getting excited over his parents having sex. Suddenly, Dakota turned over onto his stomach. Pretending to sleep, Dell watched him squirm and hump the ground. He was in misery with a hardon and he couldn’t find a comfortable position.

“Hey, you don’t have to sleep on that thing or try and hide it,” he told him.

“I’m okay,” Dakota said.

“Yeah, right. Let me know when you strike oil,” Dell joked. The boy kept squirming, trying to lie still, for several minutes. “It’s not anything I haven’t seen before,” Dell told him.

“All right.” He turned over, his big, young cock swaying up over his belly.

“Well, I guess it has been awhile since I’ve seen you like that. When did you get so big?”

“I don’t know, it just keeps growing,” Dakota said.

“You’re damn near as big as me already,” Dell said.

“I hope I don’t get any bigger. I don’t know what I would do with it.”

“Can I ask you something, Dakota?”

“I think I know what you’re going to ask me, but go ahead.”

“Have you had sex yet?”

“Yeah, with this,” Dakota said, holding up his right hand. “I vowed I would wait till I was out of high school. It was tough, but I made it.”

“We’ve had the talk, so I don’t have to remind you about condoms.”

“I know.”

“You know about condoms? How to put them on?” Dell asked jokingly.

“Yeah, Billie swiped some of his dad’s condoms and he practiced putting them on,” the boy said. Dell nodded, smiling. “Only problem was, his dad must be awfully small, because I could barely get it on, and it was tight.”

“You and Billy try a couple of mine sometime,” Dell said. “They’re large size.”

“They come in sizes? I didn’t know that.”

“Yes. You’re going to need the larger size. They even come in extra-large for anyone lucky enough to need them.”

“I wouldn’t think needing extra-large condoms would be considered lucky,” Dakota said. “Where would you find a woman to take it?”

“There’re always women out there who can take it,” Dell said. He was noticing the boy’s cock throbbing and quivering up over his belly. “You can take care of that if you want to,” he told him.

“Naw, I’m okay,” Dakota said.

“It looks like it hurts,” Dell said. “If you want to take care of it so you can get some sleep, go ahead. Its nothing I haven’t done myself.” ] “Lately?” Dakota joked.

“What do you consider lately?” Dell asked.

“Within the last couple of days.”

“Not that lately.”

“When, then?”

“Within the last week or so,” Dell said.

“No kidding? You jack off, dad?”

“Doesn’t everybody?”

“Every guy I know does, but nobody thinks their dad does. Nobody’s dad ever admitted it anyway.”

“Well, now one has,” Dell said.

“I wish I could tell my friends that,” Dakota said.

“Go ahead, tell them.”

“No kidding? You don’t care?”

“Naw, I don’t care. Hell, their dads are doing it, too.”

Dakota reached down and squeezed his cock. He let go of it but then took hold of it again. “Hey, if you’re serious…if it’s okay…”

“It’s okay only if I can watch,” Dell joked.

“Hell, dad, I don’t care if you watch,” Dakota said cockily.

Dell laughed. “I was just kidding,” he said as he squeezed the boy’s thigh and started to turn away from him.

“I don’t care…in fact, I wouldn’t mind if you watched,” he said.

Dell turned back, onto his side, facing his son. He knew he had a curious look on his face and Dakota saw it. “Okay, you want me to watch, I’ll watch,” he said.

“This being maybe out last time like this together, I…well, I feel closer to you tonight than I ever have in my life, and if I’m going to do it, I…well, I want you to sort of share it with me.”

“Okay. I’m feeling pretty close to you, too, son. It’s hard seeing you grow up and starting your own life.” He dared to slide over so their bodies touched and he slipped his arm under Dakota’s head, cradling it on his bicep. Dakota switched hands and started jacking off with is left hand.

“Ah, ambidextrous, I see,” Dell joked. “You just about need two hands.”

Lying on his side next to his son, Dell’s cock brushed against Dakota’s right hand that he had laid between them. He had never allowed himself to have sexual feelings toward the boy, but he was having them now. His gaze was fixed on the boy’s big, capable hand slowly moving up and down the shaft of his oversized cock

“That’s a real handful,” he said. “You’re going to make some woman very happy.” Dakota didn’t say anything. Dell was horrified, then to feel his own cock, realizing that it was hard and throbbing against his son’s hip.

“Feels like you’ve got a pretty big handful developing, too, dad.” He eased back away from him and took hold of his own cock so it wouldn’t touch Dakota.

“It was okay, you didn’t have to move,” the boy said. Then he laughed softly and said, “You don’t need my permission, but…you can take care of that if you want to,” he added, laughing. He did need the boy’s permission, and having it frightened him. Why was Dakota tempting him so, and leading him on. He kept his hand between his own cock and Dakota’s hip.

“It’s nothing I haven’t done,” Dakota went on with his mischievous smile. Dell’s throat was so tight he could hardly breathe, let alone say anything. He kept his eyes glued to his son’s huge manhood while his brain became a whirl-wind in his head. “You’re making me feel a little conspicuous, dad, lying here jacking off by myself while you just lay there and watch and try to hide yours.”

“All right,” Dell said huskily as he tilted off his side so his cock was fully exposed to his son. He began to jack it off with the same rhythm as his son’s hand. Dakota turned his head to watch him.

“You ever do this with another guy when you were a kid?” Dakota asked.

“Yeah, didn’t you?” he replied honestly.

Dakota laughed. “Yeah, with Johnny Wilson,” he replied. “We did it when we were playing with our GI Joes. We would take GI Joe’s clothes off of him and jack off while we made up war stories. Then one day it happened.”

“What happened?” Dell asked.

“I had my first cum. I shot all over my GI Joe. I had a hell of a time getting him cleaned off, getting the stuff out of the joints,” he laughed.

Dell laughed with him. “How old were you?”

“I don’t know…about twelve, I guess--old enough that I didn’t play with Johnny Wilson or my GI Joe after that.” He laughed softly. “I figured if I was old enough to shoot, I was too old to play with GI Joe.”

“That’s what I always liked about these camping trips, I always gained some new insight,” Dell said.

“I never told you anything like that before,” Dakota said. Their pace had picked up and Dell could see the precum ozing up out of Dakota’s cock. His taste buds came alive. It’d been so long… Shit, not since the navy, when he was Dakota’s age…that one-time experience with a big marine. He wondered what Dakota would think of him if he…

“Hey, you wanta change hands?” Dakota asked then, laughing. “I don’t mean left for right. Your hand for mine…mine for yours.” It was all the impetus he needed; an invitation he couldn’t refuse. Ironically, they both reached out at the same time, Dakota’s hand wrapping around his cock and his hand around his son’s. “Geezuss, son, I can barely get my hand around it,” he said. The navy experience came rushing out of the fog of his memory, clear as a bell, moving across his mind like a movie in slow motion. Except that instead of the marine, it was Dakota.

“I’m gonna miss these times” Dell said in a husky tone.

“Me too, especially now,” Dakota said. “Too bad we didn’t discover this about five years ago.”

Dell was losing the battle raging within him. If he didn’t stop…if they didn’t stop soon, he was going to loose control. But he couldn’t let go of his son’s cock.

“Hey, let me know if I’m getting you too close, I’ll ease off. I don’t want us to blow yet,” Dakota said.

“I’m…okay,” Dell said. “You, too.”

“I’m a long way from it,” the boy said. “I can last forever.”

Dell laughed. “You got that from me. Your mom…” He quickly cut himself off.

“Mom what?”

“It doesn’t seem right, talking about your mom right now,” Dell said.

“Mom knew we were close.”

“Your mom always complained about me going on forever,” Dell said. “Not serious, of course; she liked that I could last so long. I never left her unsatisfied.”

“I sort of got that impression, from what I used to hear,” Dakota said with a warm smile.

Dell’s head was spinning with the new, unbridled desire that had suddenly unleashed. It felt like he was on poppers, which he hadn’t used in years. His mouth was watering so bad he was almost choking on his own spit. If he didn’t get away from him…..it was going to be to late…

“Some people would say this is perverted but your hand feels good,” Dakota said huskily as he thrust his cock up through is dad’s fist.

“Fuck other people,” Dell thought. “I can make it feel better.” He wished he had the courage to say the words out loud and he prayed for some force to deliver them to his son’s ears. But suddenly another force took over and he was leaning up over the boy, his eyes and desire concentrated on the boy’s huge cock.

“Dakota…!” It came out a hoarse whisper and it was the only sound he could get out except for the guttural moan as he leaned down and took his son’s cock in his mouth. “Dad!...Fuck!” the boy cried out in shock. “Awwwhhh…Aww, Dad!... D-dad, w-what’re you d-doing…? Ohhhhh, Goddd…awww, suck it…suck it, dad,” he whimpered as Dell moved his mouth up and down on the thick cock.

Precum was boiling copiously up out of the broad head and Dell lapped it up. He let some run out freely and it lubricated the back of his throat. It was like an oil slick at the back of his mouth and Dakota’s cock was sliding around in it each time he thrust upward. I can’t take him, Dell thought. He’s too big. I don’t know if I could even take him in my ass. That sailor was big, too, but…

Dakota put his hands on the back of Dell’s head, guiding him downward, pushing his head down, trying to get him to take his cock in his throat. He couldn’t do it but he couldn’t stop and tell him that. He couldn’t stop till it was finished. If he rose up off of his son’s cock, the interruption would demand that words be spoken and he didn’t know what he would say; what he was going to say when it was over. But Dakota found his voice. “Take it, dad,” he whispered. “See if you can take all of it. I wanta see what its like to fuck your throat.”

Seconds ago it wasn’t an option. Now it wasn’t a choice. If Dakota wanted him to swallow his cock, he would do it. Anything the boy wanted. Anything to make this something he would never forget; something he would want to do again. Dell opened his throat as wide as he could, relaxing as much as he could, then began working Dakota’s cock into his throat. The head forced through the still-tight muscle-opening and he was on his way. He was surprised how easy it was after he got the head through.

“Awww…Awww, dad…you’re doing it! You’re swallowing my whole fuckin’ cock!” It was a long way down the thick tower of meat and the more he swallowed the more it seemed was left. But he was determined not to disappoint his son. At last the boy’s pubes were within reach. He forced his mouth lower till his lips brushed Dakota’s hair. Dakota took over from there and forced his cock up into his throat the rest of the way. “Aww, you’ve got it!” he gasped. “You’ve got all ten inches of my cock, dad!”

Ten inches! My God, how? He couldn’t believe he had ten inches of cock buried in his throat. He couldn’t believe that it was his own son’s cock. Dakota immediately started moving his cock back and forth in his throat. Taking it and being face-fucked with it were two different things. The thing was so big and stiff and straight that it eliminated the curvature of his throat and kept setting off his gag reflex. But he couldn’t stop. Not till he was over the top. He wanted to be the boy’s hero and heroes don’t wimp out. Dakota was gasping and moaning and groaning as he squirmed his butt around and fucked Dell’s face. It was unintelligible at first but Dell soon realized that he was getting close as his moans became words.

“I’m getting close, dad,” he announced , but without letting go of his head. A moment later he let go. “I’m getting close dad!” he said again, this time a gasped warning. “Ohh, Geezusss…Ohhhh, Dad…you better get off…you better get off before I…cum in your mouth! Ohh, Dad…Awww, please, you gotta stop…get off of my cock…I can’t hold it! AWWWWHHHHHHH!”

Suddenly his cock exploded in his throat. The stuff squirted out with such force that Dell was taken aback. Such force and volume! Cum was spurting out in such volume that it backed up and within a minute the boy had filled Dell’s mouth with warm, thick semen. He tried to swallow but his throat was full of cock. It helped gulp down the cum that was still shooting out of the big hunk of meat but then he couldn’t keep up with it and more of it came back in his mouth.

My God, when is he going to stop! The boy was a phenomenon! A stallion! He kept cumming and squealing and whimpering and groaning like he was in pain. Finally, Dell couldn’t handle it. He rose up, slowly extracting the big cock from his throat. When the head popped into his mouth it was engulfed by the warm swirling cum.

“Awww, that’s so hot!”

Dell swirled the stuff around the bulging head as he began to swallow. There was a lot of cum and it took several gulps to get it down. Finally, he was able to wash the thick head with his spit, till Dakota was lurching from the unbearable intensity of it.

“Aww, dad…you gotta stop…please, I can’t take any more…”

It took great courage and effort to raise his head. Dakota’s cock fell wet and heavy across his stomach, still rubbery hard, unwilling to give up its erected state. Dell carefully avoided looking at his son as he lay back down beside him. He thought he should have got up and left but he didn’t want to appear to be running away. They lay in silence. For a long time the only sound was the night noises and their breathing. Dell wished Dakota would say something. As his dad, he should be the first to speak, but he had given up any right an obligation as his father. Dad’s don’t seduce and suck their son’s cocks. Dads nurture and lead by example. Dell was lamenting what he had lost, or given up, when Dakota spoke first.

“Damn, Dad,” he said quietly.

“I don’t…know how I should interpret that,” Dell said cautiously.

“Interpreted: That was the greatest thing that ever happened to me!” “You don’t know how relieved I am to hear you say that.”

“Hey, I was the one who said I wanted you to watch me jack off. I was the one who asked if you wanted to jack each other off.”

“You didn’t say anything about me going down on you,” Dell said.

“It never crossed my mind that you would. I’m glad you had the guts to make the move.”

“I wish I could share your sentiments. I should have had the guts not to do it.”

“I’m eighteen, dad, and I could have stopped you. Given that, between two consenting adults, I don’t want you to think you did anything wrong.”

“It wouldn’t get me father-of-the-year award.”

“It does in my book.”

Yesterday it would’ve been illegal.

Today and the next day, it’s not.” Dell looked at him in mild disbelief. Dakota laughed. “You’re wondering about the “next day” part.”

“I’m wondering how I should interpret it,” Dell said.

“Interpreted: I wouldn’t mind it happening again. Can you imagine how many guys would give anything to have what we’ve got as father and son? To have this happen?”

“No, I can’t imagine,” Dell said.

“More than you know, I’ll bet. I can’t describe it, dad, how it makes me feel. It’s like having Brad Covington crawl in bed with you.” Dell gave him a curious frown. “Not the sex part, but how it makes me feel that you would do that for me.”

“I, uh…I didn’t for myself. I wanted to make you feel good, but it was for me, too,” Dell said. “But what’s this Brad Covington thing?” he asked. Brad was a running back, graduated with Dakota. He was the proverbial stud.

“The guys’ a stud,” Dakota said.

“Yeah, that’s a pretty well accepted fact,” Dell said.

“So, I’ve had…wondered about it,” Dakota admitted.

“You’ve had the feelings too?”

“No, there were no feelings in particular except what one athlete feels for another…respect and admiration, maybe a little envy. But not the feelings you’re talking about. I just wondered, that’s all.” Dell didn’t pursue it. He would at a later time. “How long, Dad?” Dakota asked after a moment. “That was only my second time,” Dell said. “The first time was when I was your age, in the navy. He was a marine. It was a fluke; two guys who met up on leave and experimented around. I never did it again. I didn’t realize the feelings were still buried somewhere down deep inside me.”

“I’m glad you found out.”

“I am too, if you are. But nobody can ever know.”

“How would anybody know? It’s between me and you, dad.” He smiled. “I only wish those feelings had surfaced sooner. Look at all the time we’ve wasted.”

“There was no time wasted,” Dell said. “Yesterday, or any other time before yesterday, it wouldn’t have happened.”

“Well, its going to be great, coming home from college,” Dakota said.

“When you’ve gone off to college I want you to think about it, long and hard.”

“You want it to end here?”

“No,” he replied, too quickly. “But I want you to be sure you wanta take that road.”

“I don’t see it as taking any road. I’ll just be coming home to be with my dad, like every other college kid.”

“Not like every other college kid,” Dell said. “Every other college kid doesn’t go home to have sex with his dad.”

“So I’m one of the rare, lucky ones,” Dakota said.

“You may well be the only one,” Dell said.

“What if I’m not?” Dakota asked. “I mean…what if I find somebody who else who you know, if the conversation came up, somehow, and I discovered another guy who was doing the same thing with his dad, or wanted to and was afraid to try it with his dad.”

“What about it?” Dell asked.

“Could I bring him home with me?”

“We would have to talk about that,” Dell replied. Dell worried and wondered how Dakota would act when they got home. He needn’t have worried. Over the next week before he was to leave for college, the boy was insatiable. His cock barely went down the whole time. He wanted it sucked as often as his dad would suck it. Dell was sorely tempted to take things to the next level. The idea scared him but he was equally tempted, and there wasn’t much time. He finally concluded that if Dakota was so okay with what they were doing he wouldn’t be not-okay if Dell took it a step farther. He waited till his last night home. After the car was packed they went out for dinner and talked father and son talk. When they got home Dakota wanted to borrow Dell’s truck to go see a couple of his friends.

“Should I expect you back?” Dell asked jokingly.

“Damn right,” Dell said. “You don’t think I’m going to miss my last night home, do you?”

“I guess I should ask; should I wait up?”

“You don’t need to. I’ll wake you up,” Dakota said. Dell dozed off a couple of times but he couldn’t sleep. He was awake when Dakota came in about midnight. The stage had been set; the bedside lamp was on low, almost a night light, and his bedroom door was open. When he heard Dakota coming up the stairs he stretched into the most welcoming position he could contrive, on his stomach with his arms overhead and one leg cocked out from the other. He pretended to be asleep. He came into his room and gently touched the back of his thigh. “Hey, dad, I’m home,” he whispered.

Dell ‘came awake’ and raised his head. “Have a good time?” he asked.

“Yeah…okay…” A smile crossed his lips. “Not as good a time as I thought I would have here.”

“I’ve been waiting for you,” Dell said. Dakota stood by the bed smiling. “What?” Dell asked.

“I was just wondering, the way, uh....you’re laying, stretched out like that with your butt sticking up…does that have some implied meaning? Is it an invitation?” he joked.

“If you’re ready for that, yeah, it could be construed as an invitation,” Dell said, clenching his butt muscles.

“Damn, you’ve got a great looking butt, Dad.” “All the better to…” He let his words trail off and laughed.

“Are you serious? Tell me you’re serious,” Dakota said as he took off his clothes. “By the way, can I sleep with you tonight, my last night home?”

“I was hoping you would.”

By the time he was naked, Dakota’s cock was standing half-way out from his loins. “Are you sure?” he asked, stroking his cock as his dad looked at it.

“I’m not sure how, but yeah, I’m sure,” Dell replied.

Dakota swallowed hard as the truth or what his dad was saying soaked in. “I have to say it, dad, to believe it…you want me to…to f-fuck you?”

“There’s the lube,” Dell said, nodding to the tube lying on the night stand.

“Oh, Man,” Dakota whispered. His cock suddenly bolted upright and throbbed violently. He stroked it a few times then picked up the lube. “Have you done this before?” he asked.

“Yes, once.”

“The marine?” Dakota asked as he squeezed the lube onto his cock.

“Yeah.”

“I didn’t ask, do you want me to use a condom?”

“If you want to; it’s not necessary,” Dell replied.

“Good, I hate condoms.” When he was lubed up, he started to lay the tube down but then offered it to his dad. Dell held out his hand for some lube and applied to his asshole. “Are we going to do it this way?” Dakota asked.

“To start out,” Dell replied. He spread his legs out and Dakota walked around to the foot of the bed. He came up over the foot of the bed on his knees, up between Dell’s thighs. “Whew! You’ve got a butt to die for,” he said.

“A good match for that killer cock of yours.”

“Is this going to hurt?” Dakota asked as he aimed his cock downward and pushed the head between his dad’s slick butt muscles.

“Not you,” Dell replied.

Dakota found his hole at the bottom of the crevice and nudged gently. “It’s not a pussy, it’s not gonna open up for you on its own,” Dell said. “You have to force your way in.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Let me worry about that,” Dell said

Dakota applied pressure and his manhood pushed against the flexible muscled around Dell’s hole. There was give but no entry. “I can’t tell if I’m in or not,” the boy said.

“You’ll know when you’re in,” Dell assured him. “You have to really push, like you mean it.” Dakota gave it a burst of power from his butt and thighs and the head of his cock popped through the tight hole.

“Awwwhhhhhhh!” he moaned as half of his cock was quickly swallowed up in the hot hole before he checked his entry. “Man, you were right!” Dell couldn’t talk for a minute. He gripped the sheet and the upper edge of the mattress and cringed with the pain. The boy was big…incredibly big…and it had been such a long time. “You okay, dad?”

“Yeah,” he gasped. “Go ahead,” he told him.

“I can wait…”

“Don’t torture me,” Dell said. “Give it to me, all the way, let’s get it over with.”

“Shit, dad, if its something you need to get over with, I don’t wanta ...”

“Are you going to fuck me or not?” Dell asked.

“Well, yeah, but…”

“Then show me you know what that big horse cock is for,” Dell said. With that, Dakota buried his cock to the hilt. Dell tossed his head back and let out a choked gasp as he clawed the mattress.

“You told me to do that,” Dakota said.

“Yeah…Yeahhhhh,” Dell gasped. “Oh, fuck you’re big!”

“And you’re tight,” Dakota said. “And hot. And alive.”

“I never asked you, Dakota, are you a virgin?” Dell asked.

“To this, I am,” he said. “With girls, no, but I don’t know if I’ll ever go back to girls,” he added. “Damn, I never had anything feel so good. Ohh, Goddd, squeeze it, dad… squeeze my cock…yeah, like that!” Dell tightened his asshole around the thick girth, milking it with the inner muscles of his ass. “Ohhh, that feels so good,” Dakota moaned.

“Have you figured out what that thing’s for, or am I going to have to do all the work?” Dell asked.

“I know what it’s for,” Dakota assured him as he withdrew back to the head. Then he shoved back in. He wasn’t brutal but it was a hard, determined thrust that sent the head of his cock deep inside his dad’s guts.

“Awwwhhhhhhhhhh!”

“That doesn’t sound like it hurt,” Dakota said.

“It don’t hurt,” Dell said.

“Then I’m gonna fuck you,” the boy said. He pulled back again, and thrust in, then out and back in, setting his pace. Dell stretched his arms out and grabbed hold of the sides of the mattress. He gasped and moaned with each thrust. “That feeling okay?” Dakota asked.

“Aww, yeah, its feeling fine,” Dell said. “Ohhh…fuck me…fuck me you little stud.” He thought it would be over in minutes. Being his first time fucking another man, he thought the boy would have no control. How wrong he was. Dakota had absolute control, and he knew how to move, probing at every angle, driving deep, twisting his hips around in circles to make his cock lob around inside his dad’s ass. “Geezusss, where did you learn to fuck like that?” Dell gasped.

“Watching X-rated videos,” he replied.

“Whew! There’s some experience thrown in there. Nobody learns how to fuck like that from watching videos.”

“Okay, so I’ve had some on-the-job training,” Dakota admitted. “You can change positions any way you like,” Dell told him.

“Yeah…How long do you wanta go, dad?”

“As long as you want to--as long as you can last,” Dell replied.

“You might be sorry you said that.” He wasn’t, but by the time Dakota pumped him full of hot, thick semen, he was wearing out. Dakota acted like he’d just started out. Dell was on his back with Dakota on top, holding his dad’s legs hard against his chest as he pounded his wide-open, vulnerable ass. The boy held him like that for a long time while his cock turned to hard, pulsating rubber inside him. “Did you feel that?” Dakota asked him.

“Hell, yes, it felt like somebody turned a hot fire hose on.”

“I wondered…you didn’t groan or anything.”

“Oh, I groaned. I practically screamed, but I couldn’t make any noise. You had me bent in half so tight I couldn’t breath.”

Dakota slowly extracted his cock from his dad’s clenching asshole. The rim caught just inside the tight muscle and he had to tug hard to pull it out. “Wow! Your asshole is wide open,” he said. “It’s clenching but it don’t close.”

“Shit, I wonder why, after having a fence post shoved in there.”

“Ohhh…OHhhh, that’s so hot…its working my cum up through the gaping hole. It’s running out!” Dell looked at his son’s rubbery cock swinging out from his loins. It looked even bigger, thick and meaty and stretched.

“Don’t tell me I had all that buried in my ass,” he said.

Dakota laughed as he let his dad’s legs down on either side of him. Then he crawled up and lay beside him. For a moment there was only sound of the heavy breathing. “I gotta tell you, dad, that was the greatest thing that ever happened to me,” he said. “I know, I said that when you sucked my cock for the first time, but this surpasses even that.”

“I just wish we had more time,” Dell said.

“For what? We’ve done it all, haven’t we?”

“No.”

“Hey, we’ve got the reset of the night,” Dakota said eagerly. “What else can you show me?”

“Let’s save it for when you come home for the first time.”

“At least tell me what it is,” Dakota said.

“No, that would ruin the surprise. I want the anticipation to build up.”

“What if I bring a guy home with me? Will you show us both?”

“I said we would have to talk about that,” Dell said. “Don’t bring anybody home with you the first time. Or if you do, don’t expect anything to happen.”

“But it might?” “Depends on the circumstances, and the guy,” Dell said. “I’ll play it by ear. I just don’t want you to bring home some guy who’s expecting to jump right in bed.”

As was recommended by the college, they let six weeks pass before Dakota came home for his first visit. Dell was anxious, and excited. He knew the boy would be expecting him to show him what he’d promised. But they hadn’t discussed him bringing a friend home. It never came up. Dell didn’t ask and Dakota didn’t say. But when Dakota pulled up, he got out of the passenger side of a Jeep. He had brought someone home, or he’d gotten a ride. The driver turned the motor off and opened the door. When he climbed out Dell prayed he was his son’s friend. The guy was bigger than Dakota by at least thirty pounds. His weight was distributed solidly over a six-foot-plus frame and much of his weight was showing. His wide shoulders and arms out of his tank top and his massively-muscled thighs sticking out of his very short cut-offs. “God, what a stud!” Dell muttered to himself. Introductions were made on the front porch.

“Dad, this is Brady, my roommate. Brady, this is my dad.”

“Good to meet you, sir. Dakota’s told me a lot about you.”

“It’s not true,” Dell said. He glanced at his son who was beaming. In that blink of an eye it was okay. “Do you like to go camping?” he asked Brady.

“Yeah, but I didn’t bring a sleeping bag or any gear,” Brady replied.

“We don’t carry much gear,” Dell said. “Yeah, we eat our meals out of a can; we don’t even carry a skillet,” Dakota put in.

“Hey, it sounds great; if you’ve got an extra sleeping bag, I up for it.” Brady said.

“Well, we started out with one double sleeping bag when Dakota was a little boy and we’re still using it. But the only thing we use it for is to cover the ground for protection against bugs and chiggers. We’ll all fit on it.”

Dell glanced at Dakota who was all smiles.

The End


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63 Gay Erotic Stories from Jock161

A Marine Called Jason, Part 1A

Chapter One I waited at the bar, waiting and praying that he would show up, afraid he wouldn’t. There was always that fear that gripped my guts when we were to meet up. Toby’s Bar was typical of GI hangouts in Saigon; dark, not very fancy, smoky, with hookers, the whole package, except for one thing. Toby’s also catered to gays. Not openly. He didn’t advertise it but word got around that it

A Marine Called Jason, Part 1B

“Well you wanted to see me in this getup,” he said. “Yes. You look awesome--so damned studly. If I saw you stalking me I think I would lay down my weapon and surrender.” “No you wouldn’t. Besides, the point is for you not to see me.” He started taking his gear and uniform off, laying everything neatly on the chair and floor. “I don’t know how you maneuver with all of that equipment,”

A Marine Called Jason, Part 2A

Chapter Five I went to Toby’s several times, with no hope that Jason would be there, but just to be where we had been together. Mostly, though, I took on extra duty so I could be around to monitor the phone, and I hung around the barracks. Then I got a call from an orderly at the hospital. “Corporal Jason Seaborn asked me to call you.” “He’s there?” I asked, barely able to work up the

A Marine Called Jason, Part 2B

I was in my own little heaven. I was so happy I wanted to cry but like a good, tough marine, I didn’t. I felt Jason’s muscles flex under me but he let me lay on top of him for a long time. Be never made any move to get up. I finally had the strength and the will to shove myself up off his body. My cum clung to our skin, stretched between us like liquid cob webs. I stood off the bed. “Do

A Marine Called Jason, Part 3

Chapter Eight Toby looked like he wasn’t feeling good. “What’ll you have?” he asked rather quietly. I gave him a blank look. It was the first time he’d ever asked me what I wanted to drink. He knew. “The same,” I said with a curious look. He got my beer and instead of sliding it across the bar like he always did he reached over and set it squarely in front of me. I gave him

A Marine Named Justin, Part 1

For the first time I was nervous about seeing my best friend. We started first grade and went all through high school together. After graduation I went to college and Justin joined the marines. It was what he always wanted to do; maybe the only thing he ever wanted to do. He still had his GI Joe doll. He always said, “Someday I’m going to look like that.” He modeled himself after that

A Marine Named Justin, Part 2

His words trailed off as he put his hand around my waist and pulled to him. He pressed his naked chest against me and wrapped both hands round my waist. One hand moved up to my shoulders, the other down to my butt. He kissed me with the same passion as when we’d been having sex, but it wasn’t a sexual kiss. It was gentle and hard, languid and desperate, like no kiss I’d ever experienced. We

Boarding House

The Boarding House By: Jock161 Email: troy161@hotmail.com Clare’s Boarding House was a throwback to the forties. She was the third generation to operate the place. That bit of information was on her sign out front, as well as “Men Only.” Clare herself was a handsome, well-preserved woman in her mid to late forties. Nobody really knew her age but everybody agreed she must’ve been a

Boy WIthout A Name

The Boy Without A Name By: Jock161 Email: troy161@hotmail.com It was a nice motel, more a resort, which I just happened onto. It had a big swimming pool with a diving board and even a life guard. She was pretty but not my type. I was lying beside the pool, soaking up the last of the sun’s rays when this guy came out to the pool looking like a young god….a boy, really, maybe

Brocker, Baseball Player Part 1

I felt comfortable going on the road with the team. It was minor league but I was playing baseball and that was all that was important. I didn’t have any great hopes of ever making it to the big leagues, but I was proud to wear the Colts uniform. All I had to do was keep my little secret and be on my guard around the guys. I’d done okay so far, but now we were going on the road and I would be

Brocker, Baseball Player Part 2

Suddenly he started squirming his butt around in the seat, then he was thrashing it, and he put his hand on my head to let me know he was coming. I braced myself. I couldn’t choke or gag. I had to quietly take his load and swallow every mouthful. If I didn’t there would be a mess that we would have to explain. I was up to the challenge. Not that I had any choice. He was humping his butt up

Cadet Firefighter, Part 1

Sean felt a sudden surge of pride as he heard his name called over the school’s PA system, “Sean Brady, you are requested to report to your post immediately! Repeat, Sean Brady, report to your post immediately!” He closed his history book and stood up, kicking his chair back. He looked at Mr. Brown, the homeroom teacher and got his nod to go. He strode out of the room with a feeling of

Cadet Firefighter, Part 2

Two marines made it a point of working up their climaxes so they would come at the same time. Sean welcomed the double climax. He could no longer feel the come shooting in his ass but he could tell by the sudden hardness and bucking of the guy’s cock that he was going off inside him. The other marine pulled his cock out at the last second and shot his load all over Sean’s face. Rivulets of

Cadet Firefighter, Part 3

One by one they deposited their hot loads in his asshole then stepped around to the other side of the bunk for him to suck their cocks clean. Then Johnson wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him up to his feet, pulling him back against him. “That was fuckin’ awesome. Are you okay, kid?” “Yeah, I…I think so,” Sean said. “Except it feels like there’s about a gallon of cum running

Cadet Firefighter, Part 4

Although he had no immediate intentions of joining the marines…he was going to firefighter’s school. Sean signed up to go on maneuvers with the marine unit. It wasn’t a sign-up to join, but part of the recruiting program, to give a guy a close-up, hands-on idea of what being a marine was all about. He would be gone a week with the unit, leaving Sunday morning and arriving back on the following

Christmas On Campus, Part 1

It was Christmas and I and my roommate were staying back on campus. Neither of us could afford to go home. I offered to give Rich what money I had to put with his so one of us could go home but he wouldn’t take it. I sort of liked the quiet of Christmas on campus. It was as if Rich and I were the only two people in the world. I knew Rich was gay from day one. He was very up front about it.

Christmas On Campus, Part 2

“Listen, I’m not one to beg, but I’m asking you to take it easy at first. That thing’s going to be tough to take.” His tone was different, without the harsh edge and the bravado. He sounded almost scared. “Is this your first time?” I asked. He shook his head, eyeing my cock over his shoulder, “Yeah.” I didn’t know what I was feeling at that point, only that I felt heady. I was gonna

Construction Worker

THE CONSTRUCTION WORKER By Jock Email at troy161@hotmail.com Joe Deck returned from the construction site at the end of the day just in time to see the new kid coming out of the trailer. He hadn’t met him yet, but there was a lot of talk about him showing up for his interview wearing preppy jeans and a short-sleeved shirt with a button-down collar and new tennis shoes. The guys were

County Fair

By: Jock161 Email: troy161@hotmail.com Josh Benedict was taking his turn watching over the steers in the cattle barn. There were four boys each taking a turn through the night while the others got some sleep. All except Rudy Brown, who didn’t trust anyone to look after his Black Angus. What did he think; someone was going to poison the animal? It wasn’t really Rudy’s fault; his dad had

County Fair, Part 2

Josh walked off into the darkness, making his way to the back side of the fair grounds to the perimeter that had been assigned to the boys around the livestock barns. The night was quiet and he couldn’t imagine why anyone would want to harm one of the animals, but it happened once in awhile. The best animals were the most vulnerable, to put them out of the competition. Most guys stayed with

Dads and Sons, Part 1

They were lying in the back of the pickup on an old mattress, naked to the warm, autumn sun, with long ropes of come streaked across their muscular bodies. The boy, a muscular teenager of eighteen, had a streak of come on his face that ran from high on his cheekbone to dangerously close to his mouth. “I’m going to hate to see this trip end,” the older man said. “It’s been one of the best

Dads and Sons, Part 2

Very soon, Brian felt himself loosing complete control...letting Mike take total control over him, and he didn’t care. He wanted the big stud to take over, take him in every way. He wanted to be totally submissive to the man. Mike was expert at detecting when Brian was getting close and each time he would ease off till he had it under control then he would fuck him into madness again.

Dakota And His Dad

Dell Simon was taking his son, Dakota, camping. It was his eighteenth birthday and they were having this one last time together before the boy went off to college. Dakota drove the four hours to the sprawling wilderness park called Horsehead. The only way to get up to the primitive campground area was on foot and they hiked a mile beyond that to find the most secluded spot they could. They

Doug Brady, Marine, Part 1

By Jock Email troy161@hotmail.com It was one of those rare times when the day was over before the sun went down. Doug Brady finished drying off beside his bunk and slipped into a pair of briefs. Then he dug out the only letter he’d gotten at mail call from his locker. It was only the second letter he’d received from Scott, his best friend from high school. “Hey, Doug, mail was

Doug Brady, Marine, Part 3

By Jock Email: troy161@hotmail.com “No,” he said softly, shaking his head. “No, this opportunity won’t ever come again; I would never forgive myself, being this close to having my fantasy fulfilled.” “Okay.” They waited till there was a knock at the door. Scott jumped. Doug looked at him all the time he was walking to the door. “Are you sure you wanta do this? I can send

Garage Mechanic

The Garage Mechanic By Jock161 Email: troy161@hotmail.com I would like to say Jim forced me but he didn’t. He only made the suggestion that planted the seed and let me explore and discover my own feelings. Jim was older than me; he was nineteen and a half, and looked older. I was barely eighteen, still in high school, and I looked younger. He was bigger, too--a lot bigger. He

Garage Mechanic

The Garage Mechanic By Jock161 Email: troy161@hotmail.com I would like to say Jim forced me but he didn’t. He only made the suggestion that planted the seed and let me explore and discover my own feelings. Jim was older than me; he was nineteen and a half, and looked older. I was barely eighteen, still in high school, and I looked younger. He was bigger, too--a lot bigger. He

High School Wrestler, Part 1

I arrived about four o’clock. When I went inside there was a young man at the front desk, obviously distressed. He was more a boy, at least in the face, but his muscular body belied his youthful looks. “I’m sorry, young man, I can’t let you have a room. I’m afraid it would be against the law,” the elderly lady was saying in her best kindly tone. The boy looked like he was about to explode, or

High School Wrestler, Part 2

Jack: Well, I’m in college, using up that wrestling scholarship you helped me get. I promise to do you proud. I like it here. I’ve done and am doing what I promised. I’m dating girls, too. I enjoy their company but I feel just as comfortable with them platonically as I am screwing them. Meanwhile, I’ve met some really great guys at wrestling meets. Also a really neat guy at the

Lee Goddard, Jock, Part 1

It was a good life for Lee Goddard. As good as it gets for an eighteen-year-old high school senior. Having it good came natural for Lee. He was a jock; football, baseball, wrestling and boxing, and weightlifting to bring it all together. His hot drop-dead good looks were the crowning touch to his terrific body. He was getting head from the quarterback and fucking a guy on the gymnastics

Lee Goddard, Jock, Part 2

“I never thought about it, but it’s a damned good idea,” Lee said, laughing. “Okay, what’s up?” Brian said. Lee kept making circles on the table. Finally, he said, “You can’t breathe a word of this to a soul.” “You know I wouldn’t,” Brian said. Lee hesitated for a moment then said it. “I’m fucking my step-mom.” “What!!” Brian nearly dropped his water glass. He looked all

Lee Goddard, Jock, Part 3

Shit, he couldn’t start crying. He had to start talking or he was going to; or he had to leave. He took in a short breath. “You’ve always been easy to talk to, coach, because you always listened. You’re the only one in the world I could talk to about this.” “I would believe that if you were talking,” Coach said. “Coach, have you…have you ever…did anything…” He lifted his head to look

Lee Goddard, Jock, Part 4

“More than you know,” Lee said. He was half-angry for himself for being so gutless but it only served to incense his lust for the muscular gymnast. He set his cock firmly and shoved, pulling back on Todd’s hip bones. The opposite forces opened the tight asshole and sent his cock plunging into the hot cavern with one long, strong thrust. “AAAaahhhhhhhhhhhh!” Todd cried out, tossing his head

Marine Recruiter

Marine Recruiter By: Jock161 Email: troy161@hotmail.com Brian Kelly walked into the recruiter’s office with some trepidation. He wasn’t a timid sort of guy…he’d been a jock since he was six…but all the stories about the military naturally gave him pause for thought. He gained his courage from his natural tendency to look at such things in life as a challenge. The young, sharp

Muscle Mentor

Brady heard loud voices when he walked into the locker room, just as Ben Jamison was storming out. Obviously, Ben and Jake Wentworth were having words. Jake Wentworth was one of the biggest guys in the gym; THE biggest with muscles so ripped. Most of the big guys were bulky, with poor definition. Not Jake. He looked like he was carved out of rock. He was standing at his locker in his

My Brother-In-Law

I was sharing a room with my future brother-in-law at a bed and breakfast in the little town of Nashville where he and my younger sister would be married. Josh wasn’t just a nice enough guy---he was drop-dead gorgeous, something I’d had to deal with only for short periods of time; when Linda brought him home to meet the family, and now on leave from the marines for her wedding. It was more

Runners, Part 2

“How could I forget it?” He walked over and opened the drapes at a window looking out over the lake. “We don’t have to bar the doors and windows this time,” he said. “You know, thinking back on it, I think that was part of the excitement,” I said. “Maybe. But I want to enjoy it a little more relaxed this time.” And we did. I think we did more than have sex. I think we made love. I

The Architect's Son

By Jock Email: troy161@hotmail.com I was nearly out of town before I realized that I’d left my blueprints at the house. I swore under my breath as I turned around and headed back. That would be just great, showing up at the work site without the blueprints. I pulled into the alley and walked by the pool to let myself in the back door. The heavy tube was laying on the table right

The Architect's Son, Part 2

“Nobody can know,” I warned, “nobody except the three of us. Travis’ dad already suspects what’s going on. If he ever had solid proof, God only knows what he would to do Travis.” “Don’t worry, dad, nobody will find out,” he assured me. He stood up. “Is it all right if I tell Travis I know?” “I guess so. I didn’t make any promises not to tell. And he sort of wanted you to know anyway,

The Horny Groom, Part 1

By Jock Email... troy161@hotmail.com I was on a weekend retreat from the grueling summer, before the start of school at which time hundreds of boys would be coming in for their sports physicals. I was looking forward to it. I was now a certified PA, Physician’s Assistant so it would be a real hands-on experience for me. The bed and breakfast was my favorite get-away. It

The Horny Groom, Part 2

By Jock161 Email: troy161@hotmail.com “Yes, he thought you did. I told him it was a natural thing between younger and older boys…..freshmen and seniors. Senior boys can be pretty intimidating to freshmen.” “He was…that’s for sure. I worshipped all those muscles. I wanted to be just like him. I wanted to be him; that’s the reason I started lifting weights. It’s no wonder he caught

The Neighbor

My neighbor’s garage faces the alley, with a utility door facing my yard. He spends a lot of time in his workshop and I spend a lot of time in my yard, hoping for glimpse of him coming or going. He usually wears a pair of old, faded, ragged cut-off jeans and work boots, sometimes a T-shirt, sometimes a flannel shirt with the sleeve cut off in cooler weather. His name is Don Harris. He’s

The Runners

We were thirteen weeks into basic training and I was getting hornier by the day; almost by the hour if I let myself think about it, which was most of the time. The nights were the worst, lying in my bunk after a shower with time to let my thoughts drift. Sleeping naked was permitted but I couldn’t do it unless I slept on my stomach. I needed a pair of shorts to keep my hardon restrained. We

The Truck Driver

By Jock Email troy161@hotmail.com It was Saturday and we didn’t usually work on Saturdays but I always left my home phone number posted on the door in case of emergencies. I got a call from a trucker saying that he really needed to get his struck unloaded. He said he desperately needed to be back in St. Louis that night. The guy was practically begging, and I’m forever glad I took

Three

The room was deathly quiet as Jim Conner faced his wife across the table. She sat in her robe, staring down into her cup of coffee which she held with both hands. “Why?” he asked quietly. When she didn’t answer right away he hit the table with his open palm. “WHY dammit!” he yelled. “I don’t deserve to come home to see some guy coming out of our bedroom. Not after eighteen years of

Three

The room was deathly quiet as Jim Conner faced his wife across the table. She sat in her robe, staring down into her cup of coffee which she held with both hands. “Why?” he asked quietly. When she didn’t answer right away he hit the table with his open palm. “WHY dammit!” he yelled. “I don’t deserve to come home to see some guy coming out of our bedroom. Not after eighteen years of

Workin' (Danny And His Dad, Part 1)

Danny awoke in the night to the squalor of the tiny apartment he shared with his mom and dad and younger brother and sister, Adam and Lisa. Adam was eleven, Lisa was six. Danny had just turned eighteen. He took the cushions from the couch and quietly crawled out the window onto the fire escape landing. The night was warm but not hot--perfect for sleeping. But Danny wasn’t sleepy. He had too

Workin' (Danny And His Dad, Part 2)

“UUhhnnnnn,” Danny moaned softly, laying his head back on the seat. He hunkered his butt out on the edge of the seat to give the guy all the room he wanted, hoping he might go for his ass. Rich moved his mouth up and down the thick shaft, forcing the blunt heard hard against the opening of his throat. He slid his arm under Danny’s thighs and lifted his legs up on his shoulders, then took

Workin' (Danny And His Dad, Part 3)

The Hunt The hunt began at 6:00 a.m. There were four of the hunted, including Jim and Danny. There was also a muscular, cute college boy, about 20 and a well-built construction worker, about 35. They were out-numbered, by design, by eight wealthy hunters gathered from across the country with one who had come all the way from Germany. Jim and Danny were picked up well before daylight by

Workin' (Danny And His Dad, Part 4)

The Arnold Classic Danny had heard of the Arnold Classic, the biggest bodybuilding show in the world, but he never realized that it was held in Columbus. Besides the competition itself, it was three days of guys showing off their muscles, and it dawned on him that where there were muscles, there would be guys lusting after other guys with muscles. He couldn’t afford tickets to the

Workin' (Danny and His Dad, Part 5)

“You didn’t have any choice, remember?” Danny said. “If I didn’t know better, I would think you were raised by wolves,” Jim said. “Look, son, I just don’t want your mom finding out how we got the money for everything. She would be asking all kinds of questions of me. I thought we were going to put it behind us.” “I like doing it, dad,” he said. “I like sex with other guys; real men,

Workin' At The Gym

I went to work at the health for obvious reasons; the scenery, and with some luck, the action. I’m not obvious, at least to the uninitiated. I’ve been known to turn heads myself, female and male alike and I’m as studly as they come. But I joined the gym for other reasons. I needed a job. It all worked out. I had a job, a place to work out for free and I got discounts on workout gear and

Wrestling Team, Chapter 1

Chapter One The howling wind blew the snow against the windows so hard that it stuck like plaster. The wipers couldn’t handle the snow packing on the windshield. “We can’t get home in this,” Braden, the oldest of the team said quietly. No one responded. The flashing red lights up ahead were barely visible till they were right on the police car that was parked diagonally across the street.

Wrestling Team, Chapter 2

Chapter Two Sean shrugged off his jacket and hung it on the hook and began unbuttoning his shirt. “Are we gonna take off all our clothes?” Cody asked. “I don’t usually sleep in my clothes,” Sean said. “Why, you got a problem with that? It’s not like we’ve never seen each other naked before.” “Yeah, I know. It just seems different.” “It is different. We’re in a four-by-four box and

Wrestling Team, Chapter 3

Chapter Three Across the hall, Cody was waking up. He had to take a piss in the worst way. He rose up, startled that he was alone in the room. Where the hell was Sean! Maybe he went to the restroom. He stood down from the bunk and opened the door a crack. He stuck his head and looked up and down the hall. He didn’t have a room key; he couldn’t go piss without leaving the room unlocked.

Wrestling Team, Chapter 4

Chapter Four All the while Sean was fucking Rick, the other man was standing in close to watch as he stroked his cock with one hand and felt Rick’s and Sean’s muscles with the other. Suddenly he climbed up on the bed and stood astraddle Rick, facing Sean with his cock sticking out of his fist. “Suck it,” he said. Sean did a double-take and reared back like he’d been smacked in the face,

Wrestling Team, Chapter 5A

Chapter Five In the lounge there was one guy in a towel watching TV and another who was dozed off. Braden set his gym bag beside the couch and stretched out and covered up with the blanket. Sleep came pretty quick. He was tired and he was cold, a lethal combination for sleep. When he came awake some time later he could barely move. He tried to stretch his legs and shoved his feet against

Wrestling Team, Chapter 5B

Chapter Five (Con’t) “Yesss…..Yesss, There!” He probed again to find the spot that had made Rob cry out. It felt firm but spongy to the touch. He shoved against it, slid his cock across it, causing Rob to choke on his outcries. “There, I guess?” he asked. “Ohhh, you found it…..ohhh, fuck it,….move your cock back and forth across it…..Yesss, like that….OHhhh….OHhhhh.OHhhhhh, you

Wrestling Team, Chapter 6

Chapter Six “Man, it’ going to feel good, getting under a blanket,” Scott said as he was taking off his clothes. “Hey, coach, are we going to sleep naked? I do at home.” “If you’re more comfortable,” Coach said. Scott wasn’t long about getting out of his clothes. Coach’s throat went dry as he watched his tight, round, bare butt as he crawled into the bed. “Hey, let’s see what’s on,”

Wrestling Team, Chapter 7

Chapter Seven The sex with Rob was gut shattering, but it didn’t satisfy Braden’s suddenly insatiable desire for this new kind of sex. He walked around the first floor a couple of times to make sure none of the guys were out of their room; or worse, the coach. Then he went upstairs. He took the third hallway down to the end, avoiding room 230. Not that he believed coach would be wandering

Wrestling Team, Chapter 8

Chapter Eight “Well, well, what’s going on here?” Sean asked with a leering grin as he came into the room. “Where have you been?” Braden asked gruffly. “Question is, what’re you doing?” “Your job, obviously,” Braden said. “I found Cody alone.” “Well, he’s not alone anymore,” Sean said. “And I’m not sure what you thought my job was, but it didn’t include a stiff cock. Speaking

Wrestling Team, Chapter 9

Chapter 9 A Three guys dropped to their knees, their mouths open like young birds waiting to be fed by their mother. He worked his load up and let it go full force. The stuff shot out in long, thick, powerful spurts, hitting the men in the face. He hit their mouths with some of it and they moaned and squealed with delight. When he was done shooting two of the guys kissed each other, licking

Wrestling Team, Chapter10

Chapter 10 A The drive home was quiet. Too quiet. Coach began to wonder what might have happened last night. “Everybody get a good night’s sleep?” he asked. “Not really,” Sean said. “That couch was like sleeping on a torture bed of nails,” Braden said. “I did finally get a few ZZZs when Cody and Sean let me bunk with them.” “You guys all slept in the same bunk?” Scott asked,

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