Date: Sun, 1 Jun 2014 10:49:39 -0400
From: JM Stone <riversplash21@gmail.com>
Subject: His Father's Chest, Part 13

PART 13: WHIPPING THE DESSERT FOR HIS FATHER

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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. The
development of the characters and their actions make this story and its
sexual activities all the more exciting and fulfilling. From overcoming
reservations about the taboo of a father-son relationship to learning each
other's bodies to feeling comfortable with each other, Lee and Steve Jacobs
begin a full exploration of their sexual beings. The discovery follows
Lee's flashback to his earlier involvement with another relative of mature
and distinguishable status.


By: Jammer Stone


When his son shook him awake, the intensity of Lee's raging hard on
sticking out from between his legs forced its recent encounters to the
forefront of his mind. The memories about the first time he and JL, his
father-in-law, had enjoyed sex together combined with his son recently
licking and sucking his Viagra-filled cock had the randy Lee ready for more
play regardless of age or recent orgasms. He was excessively horny, a
feeling foreign to him in recent years.

Lee shook the cobwebs of his mind; he again thought about how JL had deep
throated him that first time, and how Steve had tried to fuck him before he
fell asleep. And then, confused, he wondered if he had dreamed that Steve
had been naked and on top of him trying to force his cock to full
penetration. He wondered if that had really happened or if his mind was
confused by the drugs, sex, and sleep deprivation. He then remembered how
the body on top of him felt good, yet unlike his son.  Of course, he did
not have experience with what Steve felt like trying to penetrate with his
well-endowed and overly excited cock. In fact, he did not have experience
with anyone fucking him, on top or not.

After Steve removed the blindfold again and fed his father the breakfast,
spoonful by spoonful, and they enjoyed another mimosa together, Lee could
hardly believe that his cock had not lost its erection. The sight made him
proud. He felt virile beyond his years. If Steve wanted more sex, he would
play along. His stomach was now full, his balls apparently were, too, and
he had moved now beyond the concerns of crossing sexual boundaries with his
offspring.

The father also enjoyed being there flesh-to-flesh with his lovable
son. The sensations flooding his mind and body caused him to flirt with
Steve in ways that now felt familiar. While enjoying the breakfast and
Steve's feeding him, Lee winked at his son and said, "You know, if you'd
removed these cuffs, I could scoop that pearl drop off your fine dick there
and add it to your mimosa... or moisten the very tip of your sweet nipple
with it... or mix it with the lube on my cock. Many things." Lee
chuckled. Steve playfully reached over and twisted his dad's left nipple
and held it.

Lee looked down at his son's grip on his tender tit. He smiled, looked
Steve in the eye, and said, "Are you trying to start something again? I
might have more than you can handle, boy."

Steve did not miss a second before replying, "I am ready to handle whatever
you have sticking out, old man."

"Sure wish you would uncuff me, Steve. I so want to hold you, sample those
nipples of yours, and other stuff."

"In time, my dear father, in time," Steve replied. "But first, let me make
sure you know how to let go of everything and enjoy yourself."

Lee watched as Steve leaned over to take the cord of small anal balls from
the nearby table. "If you are ready for more fun, dad, you'll enjoy these
little things," Steve suggested. "Just lie back and let me tickle your
innards, dad. Enjoy!"

Lee faked protest, even holding his legs and thighs together, until his son
forced them apart. Yet, he relaxed to enjoy Steve's massage of his ass with
the cooling cream.  As he lifted his hips in a cooperative fashion so his
son could get at his anal passage to plug him, with the five anal balls
held in place by loose wiring, he still faked a verbal protest. "Ah Steve,
don't, please don't. I'm not sure about this. What those things might do to
me or a son controlling his father, making his dad do crazy things, making
his old man ache to cum."

Steve dismissed his father and replied, "If you need to say that fine, but
what is right is for two men to give each other great pleasure because they
love each other and excite each other, and love seeing the other out of his
mind feeling good and hot."

"But Steve, is this right... are we sure... about us... about this huge air
of lust between us?"

."I am, dad," Steve replied. "And your standing cock there says you are,
too, Lee Jacobs, father and friend and lover and owner of the world's most
handsome chest and finest dick." Lee smiled and remained silent, knowing he
had nothing more to protest. "Enjoy this, dad. Let it do crazy things to
your virgin ass."

And then Lee watched as his son began pushing the wonder balls of different
diameters and textures inside him, playing with his anal passage, turning
it into a sensitive sleeve of sexiness. The father released an
uncontrollable groan as Steve pushed the last of the balls into his
asshole. As his son began to manually jiggle the line of anal beads while
pulling the line out and then forcing it back in, Lee wiggled his ass and
the pleasures of orgasmic electricity again torched his entire body.

Steve played with the line of balls with one hand while holding and
massaging his dad's nutsac and boiling balls with the other. Lee felt his
cock bubbling pre-cum; he could not believe how much juice his cock was
surrendering. With his cock standing up tall, even if quivering and waving
around a bit, Steve leaned down to allow his dad's seeping pre-cum to paint
a trail from one of his fresh nipples to the other. It pleased him to know
he was pleasuring himself with his father's love juices. He wiped his
finger across the piss slit of his father's cock and then tasted the salty
droplets.

"Damn Steve, undo me, here, damn, that makes me crazy when those thing run
over my prostate," Lee said his voice stained by sexual desire. Steve
rubbed his dad's balls firmly appreciating their size and how his dad
enjoyed them being manhandled without them being too tender to the
touch. Steve jiggled the wire of the anal balls more frequently.

Lee gasp, gasp again, and grunted. "Oh Stevie, again, you are making me
nuts, son, fuckin' nuts." With Steve magically negotiating the balls to
just the right places in Lee's love canal, he knew his father was losing
all control and reservations once again. It was both where and how he
enjoyed seeing his father.  Her is father's handsome, hairy and beefy body
was stretched out fully in the bed, tied to the bed posts, with arms
stretched upward, fully exposing his hairy arm pits and even stretching his
mantits. With access to every part of his father, Steve took a moment to
lick and kiss inside his left thigh and then to run his tongue up his side,
over his rib cage, up the mound of chest muscle, over his excited nub, and
into and around the back down through the hairs of his arm pit. Lee hissed,
moaned and groaned. Steve manipulated the anal balls pulling them out and
pushing them back in further. Lee gasp.

Lee pulled on the cuffs, trying to break the rope tied to the bedposts,
wanting now to hold his cock in place for his son's pleasure. The
excitement of the action and the sight of his handsome, hairy father caused
Steve to think that he could have gone down on his dad right then. Both
father and son were fully charged for it, but Steve wanted this event to be
forever special and he was not stopping too soon.

Turning to get the can of dessert topping, Steve delighted in spraying the
creamy substance on first Lee's excited left nipple, turning its dark red
hue to a creamy pink, and then spraying the whip topping over his dad's
right tit. The son's mouth watered for his father's creamy tits. It was the
closest he could do to actually milking them for his dad. He topped each
with a cherry before turning and filling his father's bellybutton with the
whipped cream, topping it with a cherry, and then lining the entirety of
Lee's cockstand with the whipped cream.  Steve's mouth watered from the
look of it all. And he wanted to nurse from his dad's pointed, hunky tits
quite a lot.

"Oh shit, I can feel the whip cream topping my breasts," Lee said, "Oh my,
Steve. It's chilling my hot tits. Damn that feels great." Lee studied every
move being made by his creative and sexy son.

"And your chest, breasts, and hot nips look delicious, dad. It's time to
sample my just dessert." As Steve's mouth lapped at the whipped cream and
then began to suck his erect tits, Lee wished he could hold his son's head
to his pecs. He released an appreciated jumbo of words and sounds from the
sheer pleasure of his son's titillating suckling.

As Steve vacuumed his father's overly sensitive nipples fully into his
mouth, he brought out the most primitive of urges in his dad.

"Lap it up, Steve. Milk, my tits. Milk my fucking, tits!  Suck those
nipples, baby boy. Milk them like you own them, my son."

At that point, Steve was in a frenzy from just hearing his father's raw,
uninhibited desires. His dad's sexually heated, strained voice demanding
that Steve nurse from his nipples was more primitive and aggressive than
anything Steve thought he would hear from his reserved father. His tongue
quickly went to work on his father's hugely erect and very creamy
nipples. The whipped cream tasted great. He reached down with his other
hand, found the cord to the anal balls, and began to jiggle them, letting
them titillate the crevices of his father's fine ass.

"Oh, damn, Stevie!  You have me crazy again. Fuck me!"  And Steve took time
to work the anal balls letting them do a number on his dad's sensitive
prostate and love tunnel.  He continued lapping away the whipped
topping. The son could not get enough of seeing his dad's tits look so
swollen, so erect and meaty thick. The tips were huge, too tempting, too
swollen.

"Suck 'em, oh, keep sucking at them, Stevie," the lust-filled Lee ordered.

Steve nibbled on his father's nicely rounded and colored nipples like he
had never gotten to work on them before. He scraped his front teeth across
the erect point of the left one. He considered biting down hard on it, but
did not want to cause his father the pain.

An electric shock seemed to coarse his own body as he took each ripened
nipple in his mouth to suck it hard as his father so wanted and to nurse
from his daddy's chest like a baby gone mad. He worked the fatherly nubs
like they were the only feast he had ever had. Steve sucked lightly at
first then sucked hard to make them feel the suction of his mouth. His dad
grew insane with pleasure.

"Damn, Steve. I love your sucking of my nipples... your mouth sucking my
hot tits... turning them hard and knotted and into a thick ball of desire."

"Your nipples are the cat's meow, dad," Steve said. "I've loved these
babies all of my life."

Steve turned and while twisting one tit with his fingers, he began to eat
the cherry and dessert topping from his dad's sexy navel. Lee turned his
head down to watch. With his hairy armpits open, his hands locked in place
above his head, and his son munching at his chest and belly, the supervisor
of strong men and the husband of a stuffy, sophisticated woman had never
felt so vulnerable, yet alive.

Steve continued to pull and push on the cord of small anal balls, letting
Lee feel the stimulation of each one being progressively just a little
bigger than the one by it, each sending his father into another state of
euphoria. Surrendering all control, Lee gasp and whispered, "My son, oh, my
dear boy. Do me, do me, good." A wicked smile swept his face with Lee
swinging his hips back and forth so that his cock slapped his thighs on
either side and his ass made love to the anal balls.

Steve worked the anal balls and finished licking the whip cream off the top
of his father's fine man cock. Steve delighted in holding the cock in place
while tonguing its pronounced piss slit and cleaning its thickened
foreskin.  Lee shouted, "Fuck yeah! Eat me, Stevie. Tongue my big cock;
pinch my tender tits, jerk your fucking, wet dick again! Damn! Damn me;
damn you!"

Steve scooted between his father's legs to get his mouth ready for a whole
lot of the sizeable cock he was licking. He lifted off it to examine it,
holding his face close to the treasured fatherly rod. Lee could feel his
son panting; as he also felt Steve's fingers pinching and twisting on his
right nipple. His son's variety of attention to his manly nipples continued
to surprise Lee. Just at that moment, his son was pinching on his tits,
then letting go to circle each with his index finger, and then following
that with a strum of his thumb back and forth across the tops of each
mannip. With his other hand, Steve alternated between keeping his strokes
slow so his dad wouldn't shoot and manipulating the anal balls to keep him
highly charged again.

Steve took time to rub down his father's wonderful legs, running his hands
over the muscles and back up and lightly over his shins, knees and
thighs. Lee felt the sweat break out over his body again. Steve saw the
sweat beads on his dad's chest and reached up to rub it in, while keeping
his eyes on his dad's fine legs and tremendous cock. He then worked the
cord, letting the anal balls do the trick, again sending Lee into a series
of moans and groans and maddening grunts. The five balls included one with
a textured surface, another with a slick surface, two with raised dots on
their surface, and the last with little spikes. The balls kept Lee's abused
prostate in sexual flight.

Steve slowed the working of his father's anus to admire him, seeing the
muscular, manly virile hunk that he turned on in an unusual way. His furry
chest rippled and bulged as Steve's hands kneaded it, feeling the moisture
of the sweat, loving the feel of the curvatures. His dad's perfect nipples,
dark red from the sucking and pinching Steve had given them, stood out in
contrast to the furry mounds that held them in place. Steve remembered the
first time just days ago that he massaged him; then shivered as he recalled
first touching them with his fingertips.

"You looking at my tits again, boy?" he heard his sexy father ask.

"Yeah, I cannot get enough of your meaty tits, dad!" Steve assured. "I was
considering putting the suctions to them again."

"Yeah? You like them all the more all grossed out and swollen is that it?
Is that it, son?"  Lee asked in a brazen fashion. "Untie me and let me rub
them for you, get them real perked, put on a tit show for you, Stevie."

Steve had not thought of that possibility, but the second his father
suggested it, he was tempted and wanted to see his dad work his own big
nipples. "Will you, dad? Damn, that would be too much," Steve said.

"Then untie me, I'll do it right now."

Steve smiled at his father. "The blindfold is off for now just watch me
having fun with your wonderful tits, dad."

"Next time up for us, kid, when I am untied and rested. I am going to work
my handsome nipples all for your pleasure. I'd only do that for you, kid."
Steve smiled, liking the thought of watching his dad pleasure himself.

A pause fell between them before Lee said, "Steve, I've decided I am not
going out of town until tomorrow. I want us to spend more time together
tonight. I really do; I need it; I hope you do, too."

Steve's face beamed of pride and joy. He had regretted the thought that
when they ended their play his dad would have to get up, hurriedly go to
his office, and then leave for the three-hour trip for his business
engagements.

"Oh man, dad, that is tremendous. Thanks. Thank you. We will have a great
evening. I promise."

"I told you boy - we're here now to enjoy each other father and son. Son
and father. To get off without apprehension. Anything is okay. If you want
my furry chest on your dick, then take it. I want it as bad as you do. I am
pretty horned up and turned on."

"Yes sir. The best time of my life, dad.  You are such a real man with a
hard cock of so much hot spunk."

"I am glad to have a son who loves me as much you, Stevie. I am glad we are
close. But now, are you going to spend a few minutes running that spear of
a cock of yours through the forest here on my chest? Huh, come on, please
me, I want to look down and watch your long, meaty cock spearing its way
through your father's chest fur."

Steve pushed up to straddle his dad's body on the bed. He let his youthful
balls drag across the dusting of hair highlighting the sensuous skin of his
dad's upper belly. He then sat firmly on his father to let his cock press
into his dad's chest. It tickled, yet pleasured him when the head of his
excited dick began to push between the overly sexy and steep curves of his
father's great slabs of breast muscle. Steve's balls began to steam and his
breathing intensified as his cockhead made its way through his dad's
thicket of chest hair right in the middle of his body and six inches below
his throat.

"That's it, son, yes, that's it," Lee uttered. "Let me feel it, feel that
cock fucking my chest fur." Steve raised his hips, pressed his cock even
more to his dad's chest skin and then began to pump his body back and forth
at a good speed. Lee looked down to watch and admire his son's
acrobatics. A small line of pre-cum ran out of Steve's cock to wet the
daddy fur only to he scooped up by Steve. The son immediately used a small
bit of his father's leakage to tenderize Lee's textured right nipple, but
he used most of to run finger lines through Lee's right armpit wetting the
long hairs there. The son then reached back, wiped this father's early
juices from his big dick and did the same to Lee's outstretched left arm
pit the hairs sticking out from it.

"That's sensuous as hell, Steve. Oh my! And I do love your cock screwing
with my chest and pecs and tits. Damn good."

Steve leaned up to offer his the tip of his hardened cock to his father's
lips. Lee was not going to reject his son. He kissed his cock head once,
twice, and then licked all around its rim. Steve moaned.

"Sometimes soon I am to show you what the blowjob of your life will feel
like, Stevie," Lee said again his voice soaked in sexual need.

"I want that a lot, dad. For us to feel comfortable with each other, to
give each other deep and maximum pleasure."

Steve reached over, took his dad's cock, wiped the rest of the pre-cum from
it with his thumb and then offered his thumb to his father to suck. Lee
did. Steve then wiped the pearl juice again from his own cock, turned and
wiped it gently across Lee's left nipple and then up and around his lips.
With his father's brown pecker leaking profusely, Steve leaned down and
again painted both of his nipples with its slick head. Lee pulled on the
ropes holding the chords. His cockhead rubbing against his son's soften
nipples sent electric currents through his spine.

Steve's felt his own cock turn to iron. His pre-cum began to drip even
more. He worked the anal balls getting another two or three guttural groans
from his father. There was but one other thing that needed to be done and
without hesitation. Steve leaned down and took his dad's cement-like man
dick fully into his mouth. He sucked. Lee pushed upward to offer himself to
his son.

"Take it, Steve. Take it down deep. All of me." Lee felt his heavy ball sac
hitting his son on the chin. With his son working his prostate into a hot
and heated state with the anal balls and with Steve vacuuming his cock, he
knew he would blow another load in a few seconds. And, he did.

"Taste it, Stevie. Taste every last drop of your old man." Steve sucked
hard, bobbing his head on his father's splendid love shaft fast and
faster. He dug his index finger into Lee's belly button. He heard his
father cry out and knew his cum charges had triggered. Without delay or
hesitation or reservation, Lee let go into his son's waiting mouth.  His
spurts were not voluminous and they were not long, but the cum wrecked his
body parts once again.

Steve enjoyed the blasts of love juices from Lee's big cock. The wetness
resembled nothing he had ever experienced. Knowing he was swallowing the
very essence of his distinguished and lovable father sent him into a state
of great pride. When his dad's cock slipped from his lips, Steve leaned up,
took the anal balls from his dad's ass, but replaced them with the tip of
his own raging cock.

"Oh son, your cock feels great. Right there, right there at my door."

Steve reached down to grip his ram cock and to stroke it with rapidly and
with great vigor.

"Yeah Steve. Oh wow. Jack that pretty cock of yours, baby. Jack it so it
shoots at my door," Lee encouraged his son. "You felt great earlier before
breakfast. Maybe I should have encouraged you to go ahead then, kid."

Steve thought his father was referring to when he had briefly hunched his
father during their overnight escapades, but Lee's reference was to the
general's cock when Wesley Ryan had tried to penetrate him. Still, with his
dad's encouragement, it did not take long to bring his cum rushing to the
surface. "Damn dad. You are so hot down here. So hot. I am there. Cumming!"

"Don't move, let it go from there, son. It's okay. Right there. I want
you," Lee encouraged.

Steve released, letting go of his next round, spewing his own juices at the
very opening of his father's interiors. His four or five big shots of
youthful sex syrup coated his dad's bottom nicely.  As it shot out to hit
Lee at his anal opening and up and down his crack, Steve reached to rub it
in.  "Yeah, that's it, son," Lee cooed. "That's nice. My boy's love juice
all over my ass."

"All over your handsome, muscular ass, dad," Steve added barely able to get
the words out from having just been spent. Steve collapsed on top of Lee,
enjoying the silky feel of his dad's hairy chest. He immediately felt his
father's lips on his neck, sucking and licking his skin. They kiss again,
sucking each other's tongue.

Not purposefully or trying to change the mood, but growing aware that the
morning was slipping by, Lee paused and then said, "Well, we need to wrap
this up here this morning, so I can get up, head to the office, and get
back home. And then you can enjoy rubbing that jock cock of yours for me
and watching me rub mine, and I'll put on a tit show for you. Just us. "

Steve leaned up just long enough to unlock the cuffs, finally giving his
dad the relief. Father and son patted each other; Lee patting and rubbing
his son's strong back; Steve reaching out to test his dad's bulging
biceps. The moment could not have been finer or grander. Lee thought about
wanting to give his son a blowjob; Steve considered what it would be like
to have his dad's cock fully implanted in his ass, the two of them enjoying
intercourse.

Both father and son knew they were sexually spent at least for a few
hours. They hugged a long while, with Steve relaxing Lee by giving his
tired shoulders and arms a long rubdown. Lee told Steve that he had to go
to the office for a while to rearrange the dinner meeting he had planned
for his trip and postpone a second meeting until later the next morning
when he arrived.

He also had to call JL, his father-in-law, and tell him they would not be
leaving until the next day. He knew JL would be disappointed, but his
commitment for the coming hours and night had to be to his son most of all.

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