Date: Sat, 9 Oct 2010 14:40:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dave Ledge <mikedave01@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Surprise Ending, Part Two

This is the second and last chapter of this story (I think..).  Be sure and
read the first before this one!

"--We slowly untied our masks to reveal ourselves and be completely naked
in front of the still yelling crowd.

We managed to finish removing our masks at the same time.  We pulled them
off and stood in front of each other and simultaneously said, "O MY GOD."
"Danny?" "Dad?--"

We both stood there in shock and stared at each other.  After a few moments
of equal shock, the crowd suddenly burst out in the most raucous laughter
of the night.  "Danny, Dad", it cheered, over and over again, getting in on
the joke.  Obviously we were set up to wrestle each other.  The fact that
we were both so excited by the other, too, made this the best prank in
years!  Well, anyone who had a Dad fetish probably came again realizing a
real Dad and Son had just had a sex wrestling match in public, completely
not knowing who the other was!

I blushed over my entire body (yeah, being a red head it was obvious), and
exclaimed, "I'll get that fucking David for this if it's the last thing I
do!"

My Dad looked at me, questioningly.  "David?  Not David Johnson, I hope?"

Well, that's a common name.  However, the light started to dawn.

"Yeah, David Johnson. 20's, tall, hot, skater boi bod'.  He was my lover,
but now is my ex after I found him in bed with another guy.  He set me up
to wrestle tonight.  Fucking asshole."

My Dad actually swayed a bit and looked like he might pass out. "That can't
be the same guy, but it sounds like it could be.  He's been my lover for a
while and got me into wrestling at the club."

Oh, fuck!  This was so like something I could imagine David doing.  He had
just humiliated me in public, using my Dad to do it.  That was it.  No more
skater bois for me! But then I looked at my Dad and realized that he was
even more humiliated than I was.  I could see the thoughts going through
his head.  He had been made a fool of by the sweet young boi.  He had been
used just to get back at me.  David probably never cared for him at all.
This had all been a pretty elaborate plot (didn't think David had that in
him) to humiliate me while using my own Dad to do it.

If I thought I was going to kill David before, well, I suddenly went white
hot with anger.  I mean, you can fuck with me and if my lust makes me lose
my mind and my common sense, well, that's my problem.  However to use my
Dad so horribly and humiliate him totally just to get back at me for
dropping the dude after he's unfaithful...this dude is now dead.  It is just
a question of when.

But now I realized my Dad needed to get out of there after the double shock
of wrestling and cumming on his son and now the realization of how he'd
been used by David.  At least I'd expected that of the weasel asshole.

I pulled Dad to me and gave him a big hug, to the cheers of the crowd.  Wow
did he feel good in my arms.  Almost like we were made for each other.
(Grin?)  Why hadn't I realized how hot he was before now?  Oh well,
irrelevant.

I pulled his naked body after mine and left the wrestling area to the next
matches, although I suspected a big group of guys was leaving at the same
time as we were, having had their fantasies for the night fulfilled.

We found the dressing room and slowly pulled on our clothes.  Shower would
have to wait.  We wanted out of there, now!

I could tell Dad was still in shock.  I put him into my car and drove us
both to my house on the edge of town.  He didn't say anything at all.  Just
sat there.

I hustled him out of the car and got him into my smallish, but very
comfortable, house.  I settled him in the living room and got him a small
glass of brandy. He drank that in one gulp.  I gave him the bottle and got
myself some of the single malt Scotch I like and joined him in the living
room.

We still were silent, trying to figure out what had happened tonight.  I
finally saw the phone answering machine (yeah, I still have one) was
blinking.  I went over and turned it on to see who had called.  I heard
David's voice on the machine and started to pick up the machine to throw it
across the room.

Dad's voice stopped me.  "Danny, don't", he said.  "I want to hear what he
has to say."

I had to ball my fists up as tightly as I ever had and I think I drew blood
from my nails on my palms, but finally obeyed my Dad.

David's voice was clear on the machine.  "John, Dan, I'm sorry. By now
you've probably figured out that I was responsible for tonight (and how,
you asshole, I thought).  "I hated Dan for kicking me out.  I mean I was
weak just the one time and that guy had been all over me for months.  I
just let him have me the one time and that one time is when Dan comes home
early and finds out.  How fucked up is that?" (And how fucked up was I when
I made you my lover? I thought.) David's voice went on and I saw how tense
Dad was listening to it.  Yeah, I was going to so seriously kill this guy,
very slowly and very painfully.

"I had seen that Dan's dad was also in town and single.  I figured, like
father, like son.  I found John's address and managed to meet him on
purpose, but not looking like it was a meeting on purpose.  Yeah, I seduced
him big time."

I saw Dad start to cry.  My entire soul started to shred.  I had never seen
the big guy of my life cry. I picked up the machine again to throw it into
outer space.  Again Dad stopped me.

"Danny, I need to hear all of this."

Damn, did I hate David and admire Dad.  I don't think I've ever seen him so
wounded, vulnerable, and strong, all at once.

The machine had kept playing while we were talking so I had to rewind the
tape (equivalent) to let us hear the rest of the fucking asshole's message.

"John, I'm sorry again.  I wanted to hurt you like I wanted to hurt Dan.  I
was so fucking angry and just saw you as an older Dan.  You were Dan II and
I wanted to hurt you just like him.  But you know what?  You're not.
You're you.  I don't know how to say this but I think I love you.  And why
I kept on setting tonight up anyway, I don't know.  I think it was just out
of my control.  I had to somehow.  I admit I loved playing on Dan's ego
tonight and seeing him fall for my game.  But then I saw you both together
and saw how hot you both were together and I fuckin' realized how fuckin'
screwed I was.  I tried to get revenge which I didn't deserve and didn't
even need.  And, as a result, I've lost the two best men ever.  Shit." You
could hear him start to cry on the machine.  We just listened in silence.
The machine stopped.  He must have hung up then.

I finally got up to replenish my drink and Dad's.  I came over to him and
sat next to him and started to stroke his back and gave him a hug.  He
finally woke up from his stupor and gave me a hug in return.  It was
obvious that David had hurt us both and we wanted to help each other
through this.  However, his message had reassured Dad that he wasn't just
an old fart but was still a hot man.

He drew back from the hug and started to unbutton my shirt. "What?..." I
started to say. "Just shut the fuck up", Dad replied. "You're mine for
tonight...and that red chest hair drives me fuckin' insane."

Oh, so this was how it was going to be.  Dad was going to take out his
feelings for David on me.  I thought about it and realized I didn't care.
I had wanted him big time again earlier.  I still wanted him now.  We'd
figure out the dad/son part another time. For now, he was just a hot man
who wanted me.  That's enough for me.

I let him finish unbuttoning my shirt.  He caressed my chest hair, making
my nipples harden.  He then lowered his face and licked my nipples, making
me moan.  He attacked them licking and lightly biting them.  If he wanted
me to get hard, he accomplished that then!  I'm a big chest fan. Chest play
and nipple play is all it takes, sometimes, for me.

I had to push him back and I returned the favor.  I unbuttoned his shirt to
expose his polar bear strong chest.  I attacked his nipples then without
mercy, eliciting groans and moans, too.  I could tell he was seriously
turned on, too.  He pulled me away from his nips and up to his face and
thrust his tongue into my mouth!

I think I exploded somehow then!  I've never been kissed like that. He
raped my mouth in the most intense way possible.  I responded with
everything I had!

Soon, we were panting, groaning, and moaning.  Somehow we lost our shirts
and started to slam our bull chests against each other, rubbing our nipples
together as our hands roamed every inch of the other's body.  I totally
lost track of time.  All that mattered was the intense passion and this
bull man who was attacking my hard body with his. We started to sweat again
and our dried sweat was replaced by fresh. Our chest hair was matted
together and our nipples raw, red, and inflamed from our constant rubbing.
His strong arms and big biceps were pumped up from holding me and now bear
hugging me.  I pumped mine up and hugged him right back.  I wanted to push
my body inside of his.  I wanted us to become one body and one aching,
passionate whole.  Our cocks, still clad in our jeans, were dueling as
well, and starting to get rubbed a bit raw from our exertions and passion.

Dad finally let go of me and pushed me away.  Then he grabbed my big hands
with his and said, "Danny, your bedroom, now!" Hell, yeah!

I led him to my bedroom.  We kept looking at each other intensely. Once in
the bedroom, we locked eyes and stared at each other.  Slowly he took off
his shoes and socks and then undid his jeans and let them drop to the
floor.  His underwear was next.  I followed suit.  Once again, we were
totally naked.  Two big bull men, both furry, one red-haired and one white,
a matched set ready to go at it again.  His cock was totally erect and
obscenely poked out toward my equally big and hard one.

Not dropping our eyes, we walked to the bed.  Once there he grabbed me
suddenly and we fell on the bed together.  Round two?

I couldn't decide if we were making love or fighting now.  So, he likes it
rough, eh?  Well, so do I!  We slammed our bodies and hard cocks together.
We fought to get on top of each other and hold the other down to be
dominated.  At times I was on top of him and at times he was on top of me.
We rolled around and around, falling off the bed and then jumping back on
it onto the other man, slamming our sweaty, hot, bodies together again and
again.  We were both going to be so sore tomorrow we probably couldn't get
out of bed.  LOL. This was so fucking hot now though!  His huge cock that
made mine was leaking pre-cum all over my body and mine did the same all
over his hot Dad body, adding to the sweat sticking us together.  The room
started to reek of sweat and sex as neither one of us wanted to stop and
neither one of us would give up and let the other man take control of him.

However, inevitably, panting like tired bulls, the pace slowed down and the
fight calmed.  Looks like neither one of us will claim top tonight!
However, the thought of fucking his big ass as hard as I could kept me
fighting him.  I could almost feel my cock being swallowed up by his tight
hole and hear his moans as got the ride of his life! However, it seemed he
read my mind.  He got a new burst of energy, too, and grabbed my ass and
poked his big fingers inside, as if he was thinking about fucking me hard
and deep, too.  He finally spoke his thoughts out loud. "I'm gonna fuck
you, boy.  I'm gonna fuck you so long and so hard, you won't be able to
walk tomorrow.  I'm gonna show you how a total top Dad makes his boy beg
for his Dad's cock!" "No way, Dad", I replied.  "I'm a total top, too, and
I'm gonna teach you how to take cock like a man. I'm gonna bust you wide
open and fuck you so hard you'll be screaming like a bitch in heat."

We went back at it hard again, but this time we focused on grabbing each
others' cock with one hand and pushing our fingers in each other's asses
with the other as we kept rolling around, trying to get on top of the
other.  I could almost taste victory as I got four fingers in his ass and
pushed up enough to find his prostate. Was he ever going to cum and then
I'd push my hard cock up his asshole in a victory fuck while he lay in a
pool of his cum!  But, OH NO!  He found my prostate, too.

The race was now on!  He stroked my cock as fast as he could and poked and
prodded my button, working feverishly to make me cum and claim his own
victory fuck!  I fought him back as hard as I could.

But once again, the inevitable occurred.  I could feel the cum boiling up
in my overheated prick.  I worked his cock and ass even harder.  He clamped
his panting mouth on mine and fought me with his big tongue, too, and
rubbed his nipples against mine poking out through our matted hairy chests.

I couldn't stop the inevitable any longer.  I was seconds away from
blasting the biggest load of my life when I heard him gasp in dismay, pain,
and pleasure.  After one last tug he sprayed my body with the biggest load
I'd ever seen and I flooded his a split second later!

People must have heard our yells a mile away!

Neither one of us stopped our attacking of the other, though.  We kept
pushing our fingers in the other's ass and kept tugging on the other's
erection, pulling every last drop of cum out of the other's cock.  We kept
kissing and rubbing, too.  I don't know how long we kept at it after our
massive eruption.  The huge pool of shared, sticky, cum made obscene
sucking sounds as it tried to keep our exhausted bodies together...

The next thing I knew, it was morning!  The sun was shining in from the
open curtains.  I opened my eyes and tried to figure out where I was and
what I had been doing.  Memories of last night suddenly flooded into my
brain and I raised my head up to see my Dad next to me on the bed, smiling
at me with a huge smile!

So, it all did happen! I had had incredible sex with my Dad!  We must have
fallen asleep together after that phenomenally passionate bout last night.

He took me into his arms and kissed me deeply.  I returned the kiss with
strong passion.

"Well, kiddo", he said.  "We smell like something died.  Come on, let's go
piss and shower, and figure out what happens next." I nodded my head in
agreement.  We slowly eased out of our sex and sweat-stained bed, both sort
of hobbling and trying to stretch our extremely sore bodies, after last
night's fights.  We helped each other to the bathroom and turned on the
shower to get in together, eagerly awaiting the hot water's effect on our
aching bodies.

We pissed into the toilet at the same time, "crossing swords", flapped our
piss hard boners at each other, in a challenge, then we smiled and got in
the shower together.

Well, I wasn't sure what would happen next but knew whatever happened, it
would be great!  But that's another story, isn't it?

Later!