Date: Tue, 12 Dec 2006 02:50:32 +0000
From: Monty A <amonty@hotmail.com>
Subject: Afternoon Off Work - Part Three

The next morning, Jake woke up around 8:30. Thinking about the previous
evening when his son Mark sucked his cock, believing he was asleep made him
hard. But he didn't want to masturbate, much less cum right now. He took a
quick shower, dried himself and went down to the kitchen for breakfast. He
didn't bother getting dressed; he had decided he would remain nude all day
long. After all, after what his son had done to him the night before there
was no longer any reason to hide his body under uncomfortable clothes. He
ate breakfast. When he was done he went to the front door, opened it
slightly to make sure no one was around and quickly grabbed his morning
paper. He went back to the kitchen, sat at the table and laid out the paper
in front of him.

Mark woke up and looked at the clock beside his bed. It was 9:30. As usual,
the house was quiet. He enjoyed being alone in the house on Friday's. It was
the day he caught up on all his homework. He liked to keep his weekends free
to spend with his friends. Today was a bit different though. He wasn't
thinking about his homework, he was thinking about his father and his cock
and the fact he sucked him dry last night when he arrived home. He still
couldn't believe that he had swallowed all his father's cum. His cock got
hard, and he started masturbating.

He stroked his cock with his right hand and pulled on his balls with his
left. His cock got harder and became fully erect. Precum started flowing
from his piss slit. Once in a while, he'd stop stroking to wipe the precum
from his cockhead and lick his fingers dry. He loved the taste of his
precum. He kept on stroking and soon his cock was ready to explode. He
pushed his ass off the bed, his cock pointing straight at the ceiling and
with a loud grunt he shot his load all over his stomach. He then scooped all
his cum with his fingers and licked them clean, until all the cum was gone.

He got out of bed and walked naked to the bathroom. He peed and went on his
way to the kitchen. His limp cock was swinging back and forth as he walked.
He entered the kitchen.

"Good morning, son!", he heard his father say.

He just about died. He thought he was alone in the house. "Dad, what are you
doing here?" he asked, trying to hide his cock.

"I decided to take the day off" he said.

"I'd better get dressed" Mark said.

"Don't bother" Jake said "I'm not wearing anything either." With that he got
up and asked "Want some coffee?" and proceeded to serve Mark a cup of
coffee.

Mark stared at his father's cock and felt a stirring in his own cock.

"Here sit down, I'll get make you some toast" said his father.

Mark sat down and watched as his dad placed two pieces of bread in the
toaster. Jake then brought the peanut butter, a plate and a knife and placed
them in front of Mark. Mark couldn't take his eyes off his father's cock and
low-hanging balls. He felt his own cock start to rise. He thanked god he was
sitting. When the toasts were ready, Jake brought them to the table and
placed them in Mark's plate and went back to his seat.

Mark slowly ate his breakfast, not saying a word, not knowing what to say.
Jake just kept reading his paper. When he was done eating, Mark was about to
bring his empty plate back to counter, but he hesitated. His cock was still
hard. He looked at his father and saw that his head was down, still reading
the paper. He finally got up, his hard cock pointing straight and parallel
to the floor. His cock was about eight inches long and had a nice set of
balls hanging below. Precum glistened on the tip of his cock. As he
approached the counter his father asked him to pour him some more coffee.
Mark hesitated and grabbed the coffee pot. He turned around and approached
his father, his cock still hard and pointing forward. When he reached the
table he saw that the cup was on the other of his father and that he would
have to reach in front of him to pour the coffee. He got closer, reached
down and started pouring. His cock was hanging over the table very close to
his father. His father leaned back and spread his legs slightly, rubbing his
left leg against Mark's leg.

Just as Mark was about to finish pouring the coffee, Jake reached over with
his left hand for the sugar on the table, but as he did so, he rubbed his
hand against the tip of Mark's cock. A strand of precum formed between
Mark's cock and Jake's hand.

"Sorry" said Jake and brought his hand to his mouth and licked off the
precum.

"That's OK" said Mark. He stood there a minute wondering if this was a dream
or reality. A long strand of precum was hanging from his cock. His father
saw it, grabbed his son's cock with his left hand and pulled forward to
release more precum. With his right hand, he wiped Mark's cock and then
licked his hand. He then grabbed his cup of coffee and took a sip. He was
still sitting back in his chair and Mark saw that his father's cock was hard
and pointing upward, its ten inches releasing precum also. Jake saw that
Mark was staring at his cock and looked down. Seeing the precum, he said
"Like father, like son I guess" and winked at him.

Mark was still holding the coffee pot in his hand and felt kind of awkward.
He returned it to the counter and turned to face his father again. His cock
was now pointing straight up like his father's and leaking a steady stream
of precum. "Come here" his father said and reached his hand. When Mark was
close enough, Jake grabbed his son's cock and started stroking. "This will
help release the tension". Almost immediately, Mark shot his load. Sperm
shot onto his father's chest and onto the table. Some even landed in his
father's coffee cup. When Mark was done shooting, Jake started masturbating
his own cock with his hand which was covered with Mark's cum. It just took a
few shakes and he too started shooting. He leaned back and shot his load on
his chest, mixing his cum with his son's.

"Wow" he said and scooped the cum on his chest with his hand. He then
scraped the cum into his coffee cup and took a sip. "Great coffee" he said,
again winking at his son. He got up and slapped his son's bottom and asked
"How about a swim". "Sure" answered Mark and they both ran into the yard and
jumped in the pool. It was great start to a great day.