Date: Fri, 23 May 2014 18:51:21 -0400
From: JM Stone <riversplash21@gmail.com>
Subject: His Father's Chest, Part 11

PART 11:
RISING WITH THE SON

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to enhance solo and safe sex. Anyone under age 18 should refrain from
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being offensive or morally repugnant.  The practices and relationships in
this story are purely fictional. See full disclaimer at Part One.

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Preview Notes: Readers are encouraged to read this series from its
beginning to get the full impact of the characters and their actions. In
previous chapters, Steve, the son, and Lee, the father, have flirted with
breaking the physical, sexual and societal restrictions between them, but
Lee has had an overriding sense of ensuring that things did not go too far
or too fast.  Then, Steve took things in hand and carried out a plan that
took Lee over the line. In this chapter, they enjoy their newfound,
over-the-line interests while a special visitor looks on wishing he could
join them. Enjoy!


By: Jammer Stone


After his father had submitted to Steve and surrendered his intimate love
juices, the admiring son wanted to do as Lee wanted. If his father wanted
to watch him get himself off, then that is what most pleasured Steve as the
adoring son.

Straddling his father's firm belly while kneeling in the bed, Steve proudly
stroked his cock With his right hand, he held his long, stiff shaft and
stroked it slowly from the base to the head and back down.  With his eyes
locked on his father's, Steve used his left hand to caress his own chest
making sweeps of it with his palm only stopped to occasionally finger the
top of each nipple with the pad of his index finger.  He let his low
hanging balls swing along his father's hairy upper body raking Lee at the
curves of his chest muscles.

"You are so hot, Steve," Lee said. "You have change me, son. Allowed me to
see the sexiness of another man and to begin to understand the beauty of my
own son." Lee then leaned up, removed Steve's hand from his chest, and
first kissed Steve on his left nipple before sucking his son's tit fully
into his mouth. His dad's oral attention to his tender boynip made Steve
hiss and speed up the stroking of his cock.

"Oh dad, wow!" Steve exclaimed. "Feels so good when you do that. So good."

Lee kissed the nipple three times, nipped it with his front teeth, and then
patted his son on his bare ass. "I love you, son. Love your body, love
being with you, love our sex together." He then leaned back, but remained
upright to more closely watch Steve pump his own cock.

With his long, youthful cock hard and sticking out proud and eager, Steve
bent slightly to rub it through his father's chest hair before aiming it
downward and guiding it through his dad's hairy crotch, letting both cocks
play together. He loved having his dad's fuck spent and very wet dick
hugging on his own. He leaned down further to flirt the cockhead around his
dad's anal mouth, considered pushing in, and then knew his father was too
tired to even begin a fuck at that time.

Handling his pulsating and readied member with confidence, Steve leaned up
again to allow its eager head to paint the middle of his dad's chest and
then around both still swollen mannips. He made figure eights going from
around one meaty nipple to the other. The father leaned his head down and
watched.  Knowing his dad was enjoying the action; Steve ran his fine dick
down to and over his dad's hairy belly and then again let its head tease
his father's personal parts. . He pushed Lee's back to the mattress to once
again enjoy tit fucking his dad for a short while encouraging his father to
"hold your hard pecs and great tits together for me. Yeah!"

The sex and stimulants had Lee Jacobs outside his usual personality.  Lee
watched with tremendous pride that his son was such an imaginative lover of
great sexual prowess and a huge cock. Although he had just experienced a
long orgasm, his excitement still yielded a moan or a grown from deep
inside him each time Steve ran his cock over his sensitive tits causing the
tit point to become erect.  Also, an outpouring of fatherly pride soaked
Lee's ego that his offspring could not get enough of his delectable daddy
tits.

"Nice, Steve" he said, "Very nice. You like what I have don't you?" Lee
again asked his son, wanting to be reassured.  Steve continued to run his
dick all over his father's hairy chest and back down to his crotch,
caressing the head against his father's heavy balls. He moaned and winked
at his dad. Not having gotten a reply, Lee again asked, "You like what you
see, boy? Huh? Tell me what you like about it, it's okay. My manly chest?
My fucking pretty nipples?" he said with a deep, sexy voice.

"Yeah" Steve replied, "Yeah, I love you, dad.

"Love what, boy? You can tell me. What do you love the very most, huh? I
want to hear it. Come on, talk dirty to me. Fucking tell me boy, do you
like my fucking cock?"

"Oh, I love your mancock, dad. The sexy root that made me. I love your
whole body. Your torso makes me crazy from your sexy, hairy chest to your
well-muscled pecs, and especially your juicy irresistible, perfect
nipples. The deep curves of your chest make me stupid with lust. You 're
the best. I love you, man. I am so proud to be your son."

Lee took advantage of the moment to ask, "So Stevie, did you ever walk in
on me say while I was stroking by myself or even while fucking your mother?
Ever seen me pissing or showering or stroking my big fucking meat like
this?"

"I never saw you stroking; I heard you and mom a time or two and listened
as best I could. And dad, I think you know full well I looked for
opportunities to see this piece of meat pissing or trying to catch you
getting in or out of the shower."

Lee smiled.  And then for hardly any reason, but feeling sexually charged,
Lee said, "Look at it, son. Look at it.  Take all the time you want to look
at my fucking cock!"

The heat surrounding Lee and Steve caused their bodies to glisten with
sweat.  Steve leaned up, kissed his father, told him he enjoyed seeing
everything about him, especially his fatherly cock, and then Steve began to
beat off, to bring himself to orgasm, as his father watched and encouraged.

"For you, dad. I am going to beat myself to a steamy cum while looking at
your big, fat, loving cock. And when I cum, I am going to coat your cock
and wet your nipples down."

"Do it, Stevie. Do it! Give me all of it, " Lee ordered and
encouraged. "Absolutely drown my nipples with it."

Sweat continued to drip off both of them. Steve leaned up, letting Lee get
a close look at his fisting dick. His cockhead was just inches from his
father's face. Steve stroked faster as Lee starred at every detail of his
dick. He pumped his lengthy and elongated cock with great vigor, often
moving one hand to his dad's nipples to give them a pinch. A hard
pinch. Lee noticed the intensity of the pinch, the rapid rate of his son
beating at his turgid shaft. He smiled.

Lee watched as Steve pinched down hard on his mantits, knowing the suction
cups had given Steve a lot of tit to work on. "Yeah, pinch those daddy
nips. You like that, eh?" Lee asked.

"I've wanted to do it all my life," Steve replied, the heat evident in his
voice,

"You're doing it now, aren't ya? Feels good! You like twisting those nips
as you jerk yourself off? Tell me, son. Tell me that, Stevie!" Lee said as
he leaned up, trying to wipe his tongue across the head of his son's
excited dick. .

"Yes, yes, yes, dad," Steve admitted as he stroked faster and tighter on
his heated dick. "I have wanted to know what your perfect tits felt like
forever, dad.  I've wanted to taste and chew your nipples ever since I was
a young lad. It made me mad that mom could have access to you and I could
not."

General Wesley Ryan leaned back against the wall to remain out of
sight. The sex talk between the father and son had him in a state of near
cum. The sight of seeing them in action was greater than anything he
recalled ever seeing on any porn tape.  He knew he should quietly exit, yet
he felt a special bond with the two neighbors. He admired the relationship
they had; the honesty they could share; and the sexual interaction they
were enjoying. Without a doubt, he knew he would plan to be a part of their
coupling one day. He, too, wanted access to both of them - the father and
his mature, hairy and too handsome body; the son and his fresh, vibrant
body with the impressively long cock.  .  Steve slowed down enough to lean
in and let his father kiss his cock. Lee did not take it into his mouth,
but kissed it lovingly. He kissed and loved it, and swiped it with his
tongue to let his son know his desires. Lee knew the time would come when
it was perfectly right for him to take Steve completely and to give his son
a great feeling of being loved.  The current moment was intense for Steve
regardless.  His dad kissed his dick three or four times and then Steve
felt his cum charges beginning to fire within his balls.

"Yes, oh, dad. I love your tits; I love your tongue kissing my dick. I love
you, my dear father."

"Fuck yeah!" Lee blurted out, "Fucking pinching my tits. Jerking your
great, big, fucking, wet dick in my face! Big, fucking, hairy, man dick
right in my face, Stevie boy!"

"Oh yeah!" Steve roared. "You kissing my dick, me pinching your tits, you
wanting me to cum, me watching your cock, yeah, dad. Oh yeah!" delirium
swept Steve's entire body just knowing that his father wanted him to cum,
to watch him let loose, and to see him shoot his innermost juices.

"What a beautiful young cock, my son!" Lee said with a sexy smile, "Look at
you stroking that manly young boy dick! Stroking that fucking young cock
for me! Come on and stroke it up real good, boy! Stroke it off, right now!"

When Lee reached up to cup and caress and palm Steve's balls in the pocket
of his warm palm, Steve felt his body go over the edge. Steve felt the cum
charging through the tube of his throbbing, heated cock. He stared at his
father -- the muscular, manly virile hunk -- lying beneath him and so
obviously turned on. His furry chest rippled and bulged. His perfect
nipples had been turned dark red from the pinching that had been
administered to them.


"The full charges of orgasm hit Steve in a powerful way. One, two and a
third full stroke and his cock could not contain the spurting flow of
mancum. Steve's massive cock fired away. Shot after shot of youthful creamy
semen. Cum juice of the finest order. Lots of it.

His juices hit his father's face. He leaned down to shootout more stuff
over both of his dad's swollen and tortured tits. And then as he screamed
in lust and orgasm, he let his steel-like cock rake over his dad's fine
dick while covering it and his fatherly balls with great volumes of his
thick and very personal love cream.

"Oh yeah, Stevie. What a man! I feel you. I feel your love...on my face,
dripping onto my lips... over my hot titties... covering my love cock!
Everywhere, my son!"

And with his father shouting about his cum, with the feeling electrifying
every speck of his body, and with General Wesley Ryan watching the action
and licking his own lips... Steve collapsed on top of his father. Lee
closed his legs around his son in a loving and protective way. Steve 's
rapid succession of gasps continued for a while before slowing. He became
still there by his father, recovering from the massive cum quake. His
father patted his back, rubbed his ass, and enjoyed comforting his
son. Before long, Lee fell fast asleep.

After five or ten minutes, Steve sat up in the bed.  He immediately kissed
his father. He felt their sticky bodies clinging together.  He felt
drained. Totally drained. And he was hungry, badly in need of breakfast. He
noticed the sunrise. What a last couple of hours of his life.

Not knowing if his dad could hear him, he whispered, "Dad, I am going to
get us some breakfast. Be right back." Lee uttered a soft "okay."  Wanting
to continue the morning with his father, Steve placed the blindfold back
over his father's eyes almost in some kind of symbolic gesture. He eased
himself from bed. He thought about cooking breakfast for both of them, but
decided that he could drive to the nearby fast food restaurant and be back
in 15 minutes or so. He did not want to clean the kitchen.  So, the son
quickly jumped into his father's shower and then quickly got his clothes on
and headed from the master suite, down the hall, into the living area of
the sprawling home, and out the door.

Meanwhile, General Wesley Ryan had been spellbound watching Steve
masturbate over his dad. He had seen many things in his life, but few could
match the intensity and intimacy of what he had seen between Steve and his
father. He knew he should have exited the house and left the father and son
to their own vices. He did not like invading their privacy without their
knowledge. He very much liked both of them. Yet, the sexy sight of Steve
Jacobs, a young man with tremendous physical assets, beating off while
being verbally encouraged by his overly handsome father was too
exceptional.

Instead, the general stepped into a nearby guest room and hid when Steve
made his way into the shower. Within a few minutes, he heard Steve head
down the hall. He allowed the son enough leeway to then follow him. When
Steve walked out of the house, got into his car, and drove off, Wesley
Ryan's body sparked of opportunity. He felt the adrenalin flowing through
his veins. He felt the sexual initiative grab his loins. It took him only a
few seconds to find himself in the master bedroom, standing only a few feet
from the naked, bound, blindfolded, and sexually drained, handsome body of
Lee Jacobs. He watched Lee sleep.

The retired military strategist knew he had only 10 minutes or so before
Steve would be returning. The general swallowed, thought about turning to
leave, but before he even fully considered the consequences or risk, his
right hand touched Lee Jacobs' bare leg and began a slow run up it.

The general gasp as he felt the warm skin and silky hairs. He admired his
neighbor's strong, athletic legs. The silver fox and distinguished military
officer moved in closer to use his left hand to feel Lee's sexy
belly. Without delay, Wesley Ryan did what had crossed his mind as a
temptation at the pool the night before, his left hand moved in to allow
his fingers to discover Lee's sexy left nipple; his right hand closed
around Lee's mostly flaccid cock.

Wesley Ryan tested the tit, appreciating its extra size and the bloated
state caused by the suction cups. He squeezed Lee's dick, stroked it twice,
and admired how handsome it was. He knew his neighbor was a very virile
gentleman. When he caressed the tit and then let the palm of his hand
discover the thick hair in the middle of Lee's chest, his other hand
continued to stroke the cock. He smiled and felt a rush of sexual charges
when he heard Lee moan and then saw his neighbor tilt his chest upward and
push his hips outward.  Knowing what was wanted, the general returned his
fingers to Lee's inviting nipple to pinch down on it as he increased the
speed of his hand stroking the fine handsome cock.

Coming awake and feeling the stimulations to his chest and crotch, yet
being bound and blindfolded, Lee was groggy from the aftermath of the
diligence of the sex he had enjoyed with Steve. He could not fathom that
Steve was again charging his body parts.  He thought he had recalled
hearing his son was preparing breakfast. Yet, the fingers pinching his tit
and the palm pumping his cock felt good, very good. Even sleepy and tired,
he thought that Steve's touch was a little different. Yet, he gave his son
a lot of credit for being able to keep things interesting and exciting.

"Feels good, Stevie. Mighty good."  Wesley Ryan knew he could not answer.
He knew he could only spend a few minutes enjoying the opportunity to get
to know Lee's wonderfully sexy body. He also knew from his past experiences
with men that an available dick was an available dick, and he liked an
available dick.

He massaged Lee's primed chest with great motivation.  The muscles and
curves and thick, soft hair thrilled him. He knew his own chest was
comparable because he had worked out often, but he also knew his chest was
mostly smooth and not quite as broad.  He caressed Lee's other tit. Running
circles around its pointed peak, getting it to stand erect. The awesome
cock in his hand pulsated a few times, he felt it growing.

"Steve, Steve. I just don't know if I can handle more. I really don't."

Wesley Ryan was not going to hear the protest or give his fine neighbor an
opportunity to question what was happening. Very quickly, he stripped off
his own robe, pulled his boxers down and stepped out of them. Spotting the
cooling ointment that he had seen Steve use, he reached to grab it and to
pour a generous amount into his palm. He released a low groan as he
lathered his hard, throbbing dick.

With his good-sized cock standing hard, greased and ready, he climbed on
top of Lee's naked body.  He forced his way between the man's legs. He
hoisted Lee's ass up in the air, and then he aimed his turgid cock at the
bubble butt and its opening. His cock rammed into Lee's ass. Not far, but
at least an inch, maybe two.

"My gawd, Steve. What the fuck? No, not that. Not now." And as Wesley Ryan
attempted to penetrate Lee further, Lee began to wiggle and resist. "Good
grief, Steve. I can't believe you are so fuckin' horny or even hard again."
Lee then noticed the total feel of the body lying on top of him.

His son felt different.  Thinking that maybe Steve's aggressive assault on
his ass had made him feel estranged from his son, Lee dismissed the
difference in the body of his son and the one riding his body at the
moment.  He would have wondered further except after the general tried
pumping his ass a time or two without success to get deeper into his anal
cavity, he moved away, pushed his body off Lee's and leaned down to again
grab his cock.

Relieved that Steve had not pressed to screw him, Lee leaned back on the
mattress, letting Steve pump his cock again.  But his unknown visitor was
not content to merely stroke the big dick. Instead, Wesley Ryan opened wide
and went down on the mostly soft cock, taking it into his mouth and
vacuuming it.

"Argh..." Lee uttered, not believing how quick his son had taken his cock
into his mouth, how fully almost his entire dick had been enveloped by
Steve's mouth, or with what tremendous suction Steve was applying to
it. "Damn Steve. Damn! That is awesome, but I am one spent dude." The
general continued to suck Lee's master dick with great energy. He held it
and licked up and down it, stopping only long enough to take first Lee's
left nut into his mouth and then his hairy right nut. Lee's hips were off
the mattress. He could not believe the number that Steve was doing on him.

"My gawd, Steve. Oh my."  Both Lee and the general felt his cock hardening
again, growing excited, and even seeping a drop or two of pre-cum. The
general savored the moment. He reached up with his left hand to caress his
neighbor's strong chest, pulling the hairs out and tugging them until it
hurt Lee some.  He dropped the strands of chest hair and ran his fingers to
Lee's left tit. He pinched the tit, got a reaction from Lee, and then
pinched down hard on the nipple, twisted it, and screwed it around and
around. All the while, he held and controlled Lee's shaft with his other
hand and continue the hard sucking of it.

"Steve, my son... Damn... you are going ape shit here. I want you to stop,
but it feels so great!"  And then the general realized that between how
attracted he was to Lee and how responsive the handsome body had been to
his caresses and sucking, he had taken the interplay too far. He eased away
from Lee's now partially hard cock and his burning nipples.

He kissed his neighbor on his bare belly before grabbing his robe and
boxers. As he dressed, his eyes bathed over the fine body in front of him
and listened as Lee mumbled, "Oh Steve, that was nice. Aggressive as hell,
but it felt great."

Not a word was said by General Wesley Ryan.  As quickly as he had entered
the room, he made his exit. He left the house, more than satisfied that he
had discovered the wonders of Lee Jacobs' superb body. He knew he would
welcome full-blown sex with the man at any time. He did not know what would
occur when his son returned, but that would be their confusion. He was
confident that his presence had not been known. When he closed the door to
the house, returned to his own property, and waited for Steve's return, he
could not wait any longer to pleasure himself. He pulled his erection from
his boxers and began to stroke.

The general saw Steve pulling into the driveway, exiting his car with bags
of breakfast food, and entering the house, less than five minutes after he
made his exit. The sight of Steve caused Wesley Ryan to stroke faster,
bringing him over the edge.  His mature, ripe semen shot out to hit the
nearby wall.  He had three strong spurts, his fantasies running wild
allowed him to imagine that his cum strings were landing on Lee Jacob's
hairy chest. He wiped the cum from the wall with his fingers to trace his
fingers down his torso, making crazy eights on his chest, and touching his
wet fingers to his own erect nipples. He again thought about having had
Lee's big cock in his mouth and his sexy mannips between his fingers. His
body shook and trembled uncontrollably for several seconds.

When Lee thought Steve had stopped the latest onslaught to his body, Lee
felt the tickling of his chest and privates from Steve's play, and smiled
over how much his son needed to be near him and have sex with him. Yet, Lee
remained puzzled that Steve's touch had seemed different. He then relaxed,
thought about that it was after a hard run of sex and after they had taken
a break, and that his mind was whirling from the sex, the pot and
everything about the play with Steve.

Lee knew the morning hour would be late before Steve wanted to end their
play.  He thought about his planned day.  He did not want to rush things
with Steve, it had been too special.  More than anything, he now had an
idea of carrying thing further with his son. The feelings of his mind and
body now directed him to take things under his own control and
choices. There were some things that he needed to control with his son for
both of their satisfaction and the duration of their sexual play.

Lee decided he would postpone his travels until the next morning. He would
not have to rush things with Steve. Letting things play out and seeing what
Steve wanted and how he wanted to proceed was critically important.  He now
considered that he might not even want his wife returning from Europe.  He
thought the possibilities with Steve and the gay sex play could make for a
good change in his life.

The thoughts racing through his mind turned to his father-in-law.  His
father-in-law had planned to go with him on the three-day trip. He knew JL,
the father-in-law, would still be able to travel with him, but he did not
know if JL would like delaying things. After all, their travel had been
planned so they could enjoy each other's company.  Enjoying each other's
company had become much more than just enjoying an occasional golf game
together. His mind then began to replay the first time he and JL had
changed the nature of their relationship. It was just over a year ago. Lee
replayed the events in his mind, decided that he would spend the rest of
the day and night with his son, and that business and even thing with his
dearly beloved father-in-law would have to wait.

Steve stopped in the kitchen to plate the food, grab some silverware, and
pour orange- juice into glasses. He wanted to enjoy some more mimosas with
his dad. He paused to drink a glass of the orange juice.  By the time he
again entered Lee's bedroom, 10 to 15 minutes had passed since the general
had been there as an unknown visitor discovering his dad's hairy body.
Steve smiled seeing his father fast asleep.  He knew his dad needed
something on his stomach otherwise he would have let him sleep.

Watching his father enjoy the rest made Steve feel a great sense of
accomplishment. His father had been played down from the energized sex play
between them. He heard his father moaning softly in his sleep. He stood to
watch, knowing the food could wait a few minutes.

Lee's tired mind continued his thoughts. He was in a dream state, yet his
dream was a replay of actual events. While moaning, groaning and feeling
his body grow sexy again, Lee Jacobs recounted the first time he and his
father-in-law discovered their common interest, and it wasn't the women to
whom they were married.

Realizing that his dad's moans were sexual, Steve reached down and began to
softly caress the fatherly cock over which he was now obsessed. As Lee
slept and dreamed of his older father-in-law, JL Thompkins, his son
massaged his cock. Unable to resist his father, Steve would again suck at
the fine dick before Lee awoke from his dream thoughts of Steve's
grandfather.

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