Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2015 07:02:47 +0000 (UTC)
From: jhtravus@yahoo.com
Subject: Fathers and Sons Weekend Chapter 5

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				 Chapter 5

Jay and I spent the rest of the morning walking around the property and
showing Ben around the ranch. I had to admit, I was worn out. Don't get me
wrong, when it's just Ben and me at home we fuck at least a couple times a
day but for some reason the relentless sexual atmosphere here at Bellview
Ranch was catching up with me more so than it did when I was here as a guy
in my 20's. Or at least I didn't remember it being that way.

	Being away from Bellview Ranch for so many years, I had forgotten
how much fun it could be to just throw some mildly slutty outfit on and be
looked at as a sexual object by these horny 22 year olds. A couple times I
was busy explaining something to Ben I would look over my shoulder for a
second and catch a few studs checking me out as we passed them. I kind of
liked it. Hell, I liked it a lot, actually.

	I did notice that Ben was noticing, too. Don't get me wrong, I'm
sure for every look I got my way, my boy got about five more, but there
were a few times where if the onlooker was especially persistent Ben would
find a way to run his strong arm over my back and keep me close. My son was
definitely not so used to having his old man ogled at by a young stud other
than himself. I kind of liked that, too.

	Jay was also great company to have, too. You know, when the guy's
not trying to get laid (which, let's face it, was pretty much 90% of the
time) he can be pretty insightful and sensitive. It was nice catching up
with my old buddy for old time's sake.

	Jay, Ben, and I were sitting on a patio near the stables enjoying a
few beers. We had a half hour or so before we were meeting the guys for
lunch. As we were watching a couple guys taking a ride on the horses I
couldn't help but wonder if one of them was Steve Warner's son. I had my
eye on a handsome younger guy who I would have bet money was Steve's boy,
but I couldn't be sure. Steve was no doubt recovering from an intense fuck
session with the hung marine back at Jay's cabin.

	I felt Ben start to scratch my back and turned my attention back to
my companions.

	Jay cleared his throat. "If I were a betting man I would guess
you're not entirely used to guys your age wanting to get with your old man,
huh Ben Branch?" Jay asked brazenly, taking a sip from his beer. He nodded
to a couple of guys standing near the fence watching the guys on the horses
who were looking in our direction.

	"No sir, I guess I'm not." Ben blushed. "I guess it's something
I'll get used to."

	"Yeah, I remember when I brought my first son here a few years
back." Jay replied. "Took a while to get used to but I gotta tell ya, kid,
it turns me the fuck on now like you wouldn't believe."

	"Does it, Mr. Conway?" Ben asked, sincerely.

	"You bet. Like this morning when my boy took that college professor
by the arm just like that and walked him to the door. Told him he wanted
some ass and that he knew he was gonna get it. Fuck if I wouldn't have
given anything to trade places with that poor sucker and have a good rut or
two with my boy right then and there. "

	Ben stared down at the table and fumbled with his bottle cap.

	"But you know what, kid?" Jay continued. "You know what's gonna
happen later this afternoon when my boy's itching again for some ass? I'll
be right there to give it to him and it'll be like nothing's changed. The
same goes for John too when I've given it up for another stud. Fuck, John
used to get so revved up when he heard his older brother and I rutting in
the other room. Still does. I know the second I've blown my load with Josh
I'm going to be royally fucked in a few minutes when John gets his
turn. You think it's competitive just having your dad getting ogled at for
a weekend, kid? Try putting out for 3 horny studs in their 20's for the
past 10 years or so."

	"Now Jay, don't tell me you're getting too much at home. . ." I
shook my head, laughing.

	"You kidding, bud? I'm lucky if I'm getting it a few times a
week. Between the wife and my job I just can't find the time to fool around
with my boys as often as I'd like. What you and Ben have is pretty
special." He leaned in to Ben and muttered quietly. "Your old man tells me
you're getting it a couple times a day. Is that true, kid?"

	"Yes sir." Ben grinned.

	"Any time you want it?" Jay asked, absentmindedly playing with his
cock through his jeans.

	"Yes sir." Ben repeated. "Any time I want it."

	"I'll have you know the same goes for me." I interjected.

	"Fuck, you two must be at it like rabbits. I know if my boys and I
could fuck any time we want we'd be at it all fucking day and night."

	"Pretty much." I said, crossing my arms and looking at my
watch. "It may be time to head over for lunch. You guys ready?"

	"Let's go." Jay agreed. "All this fucking is really working up my
appetite."

	We had a good time meeting the guys for lunch. Damon and Dwayne had
gone on a hike with another father son duo and had not in fact paired off
and fucked each other senseless, much to Jay's horror. John Conway and his
white collar conquest from the night before and this morning were nowhere
to be found, but it was still nice to catch up with Damon and Dwayne.

	After lunch Ben and Dwayne were going to go shoot some targets up
over at the far pasture and I decided to head back to the cabin to get a
bit of shut eye while I could sneak it. Jay and Damon were going to play a
few rounds of Texas Hold 'Em with a few of the other dads they knew from
last year. They invited me to play with them but after a few hands I
decided to call it a day and let them catch up.

	As I walked back to our cabin I really thought to myself how
pleased I was with Ben's first foray into life at Bellview Ranch. He was
definitely holding his own and he really seemed to be enjoying himself. I
know I sure was. As I was deep in thought thinking about all the other
things I waned he and I to experience over the weekend I heard a deep voice
behind me call out my name.

	"Afternoon, Mr. Branch, sir."

	I turned around to find John Conway heading my way from one of the
trails. Damn, he looked sexy in his sunglasses and short-cropped marine
cut. He was wearing a grey t-shirt with "Semper Fi" in big letters across
the front; the neck and short sleeves damp where the thin cloth met his
overworked torso.

	"Afternoon yourself, John." I waved casually. In no time he had
caught up with me. Now, standing side by side with him I suddenly realized
how tall the guy was. Jay was a big guy but I'd bet John was a few inches
taller.

	"Did you enjoy yourself this morning?" I asked, trying to make
conversation as we headed back to our cabins. I had to admit, I was a
little intimidated by this guy.

	"Yes sir." John answered. I thought about how confidently he had
marched Steve Warner out of the cabin this morning, wanting some more
ass. I waited for him to elaborate but he said nothing.

	"Did you and Steve go on a hike back there?" I nodded to the trail
he had come from.

	"No sir. Dropped Professor Warner off at his cabin before noon." He
replied.

	"He sure didn't seem to need a lot of convincing earlier when you
proposed the two of you go back to your cabin this morning, did he?" I
laughed.

	"No sir." John replied, again not with any elaboration beyond that.

	It seemed like my attempts at flirting were completely wasted on
the stern marine. Who was I kidding, though? This guy could get with any
guy he wanted here. If he wasn't biting, he wasn't interested. Unless he
wasn't one to kiss and tell. That could be it.

	As our cabins came into view I was kind of disappointed. I felt my
opportunity of getting this kid in the sack was slipping away.

	We got to my door and I turned to him. "Nice talking with you,
John. I'm sure I'll see you again tonight." I extended my hand for him to
shake.

	He looked at my hand and instead leaned against the wall, crossing
his arms. "You care for some company, sir?"

	I had to admit, I was taken aback some. Here I was thinking this
guy was showing me every way he could that he just wasn't interested and
then he bluntly asks me if I want him to follow me into my cabin.

	"What did you have in mind, John?" I asked him, coyly. I wasn't
sure if the way into the handsome marine's pants was blunt talk or playing
hard to get.

	"I was hoping I could get some of that dad pussy, sir." He answered
without blinking.

	I couldn't believe my ears. Here I was standing before this stern,
straight-laced, perpetually formal marine and he was talking about my hole
in such a brash, crude manner. And fuck if it didn't turn me on.

	He moved over to where he was right behind me and placed his hands
on my hips, whispering in my ear. "You ever given it up for a marine, sir?"

	"Nuh uh. . ." I muttered as his hands moved down toward my ass.

	"Damn, I want in this ass." He mumbled, feeling me up, out there in
the open.

	"You didn't get enough this morning?" I said, looking over my
shoulder and meeting his gaze.

	"No sir. With all these horny dads walking around Bellview I'm just
getting started."

	"You really are Jay's son. . ." I laughed for a second.

	"So tell me, Mr. Branch." I felt his breath on my neck as he kissed
gently up and down my spine. "Am I about to get laid, sir?"

	I looked over my shoulder and grabbed the back of his head and
kissed him, pushing my tongue into his mouth assertively. "Big time."



	We pushed through the cabin door and heard it shut behind us as we
hungrily made out with each other on our way to the bedroom. I maneuvered
us over to the bed and pushed him down hard onto the mattress and was right
on top of him again. Fuck, nothing gets me more turned on than making out
with a guy like this. Yeah, I may appear to be the level-headed dad who's
sure to eat his vegetables before his dessert, but the truth is it's kind
of embarrassing how easy it is to get me to put out if you know how to work
me over. I swear, nothing gets me hotter to give it up than when a young
stud takes control. Especially if he starts off slow. A little making out
on the couch and heavy petting and I can't get my legs up fast enough. In
fact, the success rate is so high it's a little embarrassing. Ben realized
this pretty much ever since that night on his bed when he turned 18. All it
takes is a little making out and I'll put out, no question. I didn't want a
reputation already of being the dad who puts out after a little
kissing. Jay's got that position already filled. But I wanted John Conway
since the moment I laid eyes on him. Who cares if I was an easy lay this
time.

	The handsome marine was pinned down underneath me as we furiously
made out. I had one hand working its way under his shirt and playing with
his firm, hard pecs. The kid really did have an amazing body. They sure
know how to turn boys into men in the marines.

	Without breaking away from me for a second, John had his hands at
the waist of my pants and he was slowly working them down. I felt his
strong hands grip my ass cheeks possessively as his tongue jutted into my
mouth. His finger was on my opening now as he played with my hole.

	He broke away for a second. "Your cunt's already sloppy and used,
sir." The look on his face was unmistakable. He was extremely turned on.

	"Mmhmm." I said, kissing him. "I gave it up for my boy earlier this
morning."

	"I love a good, sloppy mancunt to sink my big dick into, sir."

	"It's all yours, stud."

	He pulled my face down to his again and kissed me as I heard the
sound of a zipper being pulled down. And then I felt what had to be a
massive cock slapping against my taint.

	I reached back behind me to give it a good feel. Fuck, I could
barely get my hand around it and it had to have been at least 9
inches. Maybe 10. This marine was fucking hung.

	He grabbed my hand and put it back on the bed as we continued to
make out. I saw the tube of lube on top of the bedside table Ben and I had
used earlier and was about to reach for it before I felt his fingers dig
into my hole. I jumped at the sudden intrusion but it felt amazing.

	"That's it, Mr. Branch." He said into my ear. "Slick me up for
you."

	And then I realized what he was doing. He was going to use my own
son's load to lube himself up so he could fuck me.

	I couldn't see what was happening behind me but I could feel how
slick his fingers were. And then I felt that thick cock head at my pucker.

	"That's it, sir." He nodded. "Let me in."

	I braced myself as I felt this stud marine slowly push his thick
cock up my hole. I couldn't believe it was going in with such ease.

	"Damn, Mr. Branch. Your boy must have loaded you up good. Your
cunt's swallowing me up like it's hungry for more, sir."

	"Fuck, that's a big cock." I grunted, hanging my head down, as I
felt the sensation of what was going on. John's cock was thicker than
Ben's, no doubt. Much thicker. I guess it would remain to be seen which of
them had more length.

	"Feel how sloppy your pussy is, sir?" He muttered, staring up at
me. "You let your boy blow his wad balls deep inside of you and here you
are giving it up again before it's even dry."

	I couldn't even begin to tell you how fucking turned I was
listening to this formidable, stud marine talking to me in such a crude,
brash way. I knew everything he was saying was right. I had let Ben blow
his wad inside of me and I was letting another stud fuck me not even 3
hours later.

	"Your pussy lips are still red and raw from the first time today,
sir." He said, reaching under my shirt to play with my nipple. "Your boy
must have a big cock, too."

	"Mmhmm." I nodded, feeling his giant cock head grinding against my
prostate. I was furiously jacking off my own rock hard cock while he talked
to me so filthily.

	"How do you think your boy's gonna take it when he finds out his
old man let another stud knock him up, sir?" John asked me, staring right
into my eyes as he thrust his big cock up into me from below.


	"Aw fuck!" I groaned as his big cock jabbed against my prostate,
sending waves of pleasure all over my body.

	"You're gonna take my load, sir." He told me, reaching up to lower
my face onto his so he could kiss me. I felt him getting up onto his knees
and he pulled his big cock out of me, finally in my line of sight. Fuck, it
really was big.

	I knew exactly what he wanted me to do and I got on my knees in
front of him. He positioned himself right behind me and sank his big marine
prick down into me and pummeled me from behind now.

	"You like giving it up for a marine, sir?" He questioned me,
spanking me and grabbing onto my ass possessively.

	"Aw fuck yeah." I huffed, shifting all of my weight on to my left
arm as I started jacking my aching prick in time with his thrusts.

	"Tell me, sir. Yesterday when my dad introduced you to me did you
know you were going to give it up for me then and there?"

	"Uh huh." I nodded, his slams into me becoming more urgent.

	"All it took was a handshake and I had already sealed the deal? I
was getting laid, wasn't I?" He asked, panting.

	"You were definitely gonna get laid, John."

	"Gonna knock you up, sir." He grunted, slamming into me in
determined, aimed thrusts at my prostate.

	"Do it, John. I'm right there with you." I panted.

	I tried to hold off until I felt him start his climax but I
couldn't wait. Sperm started shooting from my prick, spraying the sheets
below us as I drained my cock in time with his thrusts. A low, guttural
groan escaped my throat as I continued to shoot and I felt him go over the
edge as he started spraying the inside of my tunnel with his young, virile
seed. He leaned down to kiss my neck tenderly as he inseminated me, giving
a deep, satisfied moan to signal the completion of his conquest.

	We stayed just like that, him resting his head on my neck as he
enjoyed the sensation of his powerful cock slowly draining the last of its
seed inside my willing, tamed vessel. For a second it felt just like when
Ben fucks me. Loving. Sensual. Tender. But then before I wanted him to he
started to dismount from me, extracting his cock from me and wiping his
brow with an exhausted sigh.

	I looked back at him and I could already tell the formidable,
hardened, professional marine was back.

	"I hope we can do this again sometime, Mr. Branch, sir." He said,
politely, extending his hand.

	"I'd say your chances are pretty good, John." I laughed, shaking
it.

	We dressed leisurely and as he was about to walk out the door he
turned back to me with a polite nod. "Thanks for the great fuck, sir."

	"Any time, John." I replied, truthfully. I definitely wanted to
fuck with this kid again before the weekend was over.

	John opened the door to leave and I was surprised to see Ben making
his way to the cabin from across the road. John saw him and gave him a
masculine, friendly nod as he walked over to his own cabin two doors down.

	I felt kind of embarrassed getting caught like this, though I
wasn't sure why. When Ben finally made it to the door I smiled at him but I
didn't receive one back.

	"Did he fuck you?" He asked, looking me right in the eye.

	"Yeah, he fucked me, son." I answered, staring at the ground.

	"Did he cum inside of you?"

	"Yeah, son. He did."

	He brought his hand to my shoulder and started turning me around,
pushing me to the bedroom.

	"You're not finished." Ben mumbled, starting to unbutton his shirt.

	I gulped as my son walked me to the bed, the load I had just shot
still splattered across the sheets, not even dry. It wasn't even 3 o'clock
in the afternoon and I was about to get fucked for the third time today.

	"Go on, son." I said, stepping out of my pants and getting on all
fours. "Make me yours again."




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