Date: Tue, 27 Oct 2015 02:55:39 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: For Pete's Sake, Chapter 20

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CHAPTER TWENTY


	Tracy turned off the main road and made his way up the narrow
graveled drive, stopping the Jeep in front of the farm house when he had
always lived. He shut the engine off and studied his home through the
windshield of his vehicle. How good to be home, he thought. He had really
missed this place, and especially his dad. Due to a very busy schedule at
school, Tracy had not been home since Thanksgiving. While not fond about
the situation, he knew it would be for the best. By staying away at school
for the weeks in between, Tracy would be able to enjoy the full month he
had off between sessions.
	Tracy reached for the bag beside him and headed for the house. As
he reached the porch, the kitchen door was suddenly thrown open.  Pete was
standing in the doorway.
	"Hey, you," Pete greeted his son. He stepped back to allow his son
space to enter the kitchen.
	Tracy dropped his bag to the floor and went into his father's
arms. "God, I've missed you, Dad," he said.
	Pete hugged his son back and pulled away. "You're really here." He
grinned at his son.
	"For an entire month," Tracy reminded.
	"Whatever will we do with so much time on our hands?"
	Tracy placed a hand on the man's crotch. "I have several things in
mind," he assured his dad.
	"As do I."
	Tracy closed the door behind him and reached for his bag. "Let me
take this to my room."
	"Take it to my room," Pete said following behind his son.
	Tracy headed down the hall to Pete's bedroom. "A splendid idea,"
the boy called over his shoulder.
	When he came into his dad's room, Tracy suddenly stopped. "Whoa,
what's this?"
	Pete entered the room behind his son. "What?" he asked
	"That." Tracy pointed to the bed.
	"'That' is what is known as a bed," Pete explained.
	"I know what it is, you smartass. I was referring to the size. I
take it you think you need more room when you sleep these days."
	"Possibly," his dad agreed. "Better still, is the space it'll
provide when we're fucking. I thought it was time we upsized."
	Tracy dropped his bag to the floor and turned to face his
father. He pulled the man to him.
	"Let's try it out."
	Tracy planted his lips on the man's mouth and kissed him hard. He
felt Pete's cock grow hard inside the man's jeans. Tracy's dick was already
hard. The two rubbed together.
	Pete pulled away from his son. "I thought you might like to give
the bed a try."
	In less than a minute, the two were naked and between the
sheets. Both men were groaning, each filled with desire for the other.
	"I didn't realize how much time there was between Thanksgiving and
Christmas," Tracy said.
	"Did a lot of jacking, did you?" Pete grinned.
	"Let's just say I thought a lot about you the past few weeks,"
Tracy remarked. "What about you, Dad?"
	"Are you asking your father if he's been jacking off?"
	Tracy reached for the man's cock. "I'm pretty sure I know the
answer to that, but you can tell me anyway."
	"I'll put it to you this way, Son. I thought of you quite often,
and each time I did, I shot a load."
	Tracy pulled his dad's body close to him. He could feel the hair on
Pete's chest rubbing against his belly. Tracy ran his hands down the man's
back. He could feel the hair on Pete's flesh tickle his fingers. He
continued traveling down and cupped the man's cheeks, one in each hand.
	"Damn, I've missed your hair, Dad," Tracy said giving Pete's ass a
squeeze.
	"I've missed you period," Pete said. "Even though I knew we'd have
a month together doing things the way we did, it was a lonely time for me."
	Tracy pulled away from his dad. "Well, I'm here now. Let's make up
for lost time."
	Tracy pushed Pete on his back and crawled between the man's
legs. He feasted his eyes on the hairy rod that had brought him into
existence over twenty years ago. How he loved teasing and playing with the
thick hairy root.
	"I've missed seeing this," he said.
	Pete raised his body enough to allow his cock to rub against his
son's chin. "He's ready for you to do whatever pleases you," he told Tracy.
	Tracy began licking the man's shaft, enjoying the fragrance coming
from the area. He took a deep breath and attacked the man meat, savoring it
like a thick juicy steak.
	Pete moaned, enjoying the touch from the son he loved so much. He
spread his legs wider, giving Tracy more room to work.
	Tracy's eyes traveled down to the hairy entrance between his dad's
legs. His tongue made its way downward, leaving a wet trail behind, as the
boy went in search of Pete's hairy manhole.  When he reached the desired
spot, Tracy licked the hair that grew around it.
	"Fuck, yes," Pete moaned.
	Tracy worked his tongue inside and gave a wiggle.
	Another moan escaped through his father's lips. "I've missed you
down there."
	Tracy removed his tongue from the manhole and let it snake its way
underneath his dad's hairy nut sac. He saturated the area with his tongue
and returned to Pete's hairy hole.
	"Slide in me, Trace," Pete groaned when he felt his son return to
his love spot.
	Filled with desire for the man he loved so much, Tracy reached for
the lube he knew his father kept in the drawer of the table beside the
bed. Bottle in hand, Tracy squeezed out a palm full and worked it inside
the man's ass. Then coating his cock heavily with the gel, Tracy threw the
bottle down and crawled between Pete's legs. He pushed the head of his dick
against his dad's hole. Feeling the man's hot flesh against him, Tracy
remained where he was, enjoying the sweet sensation he was feeling.
	"Push inside me," Pete begged.
	Giving his dad a smile, Tracy slowly pushed himself inside. He
didn't stop until he felt Pete's body pressed into his crotch. Tracy was
buried balls deep inside the man he loved most on earth.
	Tracy leaned down and planted a kiss on Pete's mouth. "I love you,
Dad."
	"Love you, too, Trace."
	As Tracy slid his cock back and forth, he felt his body shiver. He
hadn't enjoyed this feeling for over a month. It was almost more than he
could take. The walls of his dad's ass attached themselves to him each time
he entered the man.
	"Your ass feels so fucking good," Tracy uttered.
	"I've missed having you inside me." As Pete spoke, he rose to meet
his son's thrusting movements.
	Tracy began pounding the man's ass. He knew he wouldn't last long
fucking Pete this way. It just felt so good to him. Tracy couldn't make
himself slow down. Each time he entered the man, he pushed as hard as he
could against Pete's prostate.
	"You keep fucking me the way you are, and I'm going to cum," his
dad warned.
	Tracy uttered something and slammed Pete even harder.
	Tracy cried out, "Fuck!"
	Tracy felt the first rope of cum leave his dick and shoot up his
dad's ass. He continued driving it home with each spurt that followed.
	Pete suddenly gave a cry. "I'm going to shoot, Trace," he warned.
	His dick still buried inside his dad, Tracy leaned down with his
mouth open. He placed his lips over Pete's dick and hungrily swallowed the
spunk that shot from his dad's dick.
	"Wow," Pete said when Tracy had removed his mouth from his father's
cock. "That was definitely a first," Pete added.
	"I guess it is possible to fuck the cum out of a person," Tracy
decided. "I've heard that could happen. I just never knew it if was true or
not."
	"Well, we know now it can happen," Pete said.
	Tracy saw a thick drop of his dad's juice leak from the man's
head. He went back down once more and suckedit off him.
	"I love your cum, Dad," Tracy said with a grin. "Anyway I can get
it," he added.
	"I hope to give it to you many times over the next month," Pete
assured his son.
	"Trust me, you will."
	Tracy slowly pulled himself from his father's slippery hole. He
fell on his back next to Pete.
	"You know, Dad, I think I'm going to like this bigger bed. A lot,"
he added.
	"Oh, I know you will," Pete said. "I think before very long you
won't even remember the old one. That's just how much you're going to like
the new one better."
	Tracy rose up, using his elbow to prop himself. "Just what all do
you have planned for the holidays?"
	"No questions, please," Pete objected. "After all, it is Christmas
time. The time of year when people are full of surprises."
	Tracy fell back against the bed. Placing a hand on his father's
hairy chest, he said, "You can surprise me anyway you like, Dad."
	"I appreciate that, Trace." Pete reached over and planted a kiss on
his son's mouth. "Let's cuddle for a bit. Then we can discuss what's next
on our agenda."
	Tracy rolled on his side and pulled his dad against him. He could
feel some of his cum leaking from the man's ass when he pushed against
Pete's body. It caused Tracy's cock to thicken up.
	"I feel you leaking," he told his father.
	"I feel you getting hard again," Pete said.
	"Hey, what can I say, Dad? You're just so fucking hot. I can't help
it."
	Pete pushed against his son. "Slide back inside me," he ordered. "I
can't think of a better way to cuddle than having you in my ass."
	Tracy did as his father asked. Even though he had cum a few moments
ago, he was hard enough to slip inside the man. His spunk from the earlier
fuck made it easy to enter his dad's fuck hole.
	Tracy pulled his dad to him. "I think cuddling is out," he warned.
	Pete wiggled his ass against Tracy's crotch hair. "You'll get no
complaint from me."
	The second time around, Tracy took his time, enjoying the
moment. The heat of his passion had been taken care of with his earlier
fuck, and now he was enjoying the tenderness of the moment. There was no
need to hurry, to shoot, to cum. For now the two were connected through the
love they felt for each other. It was a wonderful time for them both,
especially so for Tracy.
	Tracy enjoyed his father's ass even more the second time, and when
he felt the nearness of his orgasm, Tracy became so full of love he thought
he was going to explode. He pulled Pete close to him and sent a second load
of cum up the man.
	"You make me so happy, Dad," Tracy whispered after his balls had
drained themselves.
	"Because of you, I am happier than I've been in years, Trace. I owe
it all to you."
	"I'm glad I make you happy, Dad."
	"You definitely do, Trace. And I'm making you a promise. I plan on
spending my entire life, what's left of it, making you happy and keeping
you that way."
	"I think I'm ready for a real nap," Tracy told his dad.
	Pete pressed his body into his son and remained silent. Behind him,
Tracy closed his eyes and went to sleep immediately.