Date: Sat, 17 Jan 2015 12:40:17 -0500
From: JM Stone <riversplash21@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 32 of His Father's Chest

PART 32:  Generalizing The Night Away

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By Jammer Stone and The Writer's Block

After father John Rohlings and his son and Steve's best friend Lenny left
out, Steve urged the general to call it a night, but the older man began
tempting Steve for more action. Wesley Ryan wanted time alone with Steve
and knew his opportunities would be more limited once Lee returned home.

"Come on, Stevie, my man, you know what I want."

"I am spent General Ryan, absolutely spent. Just like Mr. Rohlings and
Lenny. Plus, dad could get back early morning, and I need to have the house
picked up."

Wesley Ryan edged toward Steve, removed the robe he had donned from his
shoulders, and began to caress the young man.  "Come on Steve. We can be
uninterrupted for now. Right now, just you and me. See something you want,"
the general said and flexed his breasts so the nipples were emphasized.

"General Ryan, you know what I want, but please, I need to have some
restraint, and we both need our rest."

"Steve, you've had restraint for many hours, I know, I missed you. Now
though, no daddy is here; Lenny's gone; John's gone, nobody else has to
know how much you want to obsess over these pointed, succulent and red hot
mantits. Come on, come on," the general persuaded.

Stroking Steve's face lightly with his hand, smiling in a loving fashion at
his young neighbor, and slowly winking at Steve, the general seduced
Steve's lips to sample his right tit. Once Steve connected to the mantit
and began to nurse it, he fell under the general's charismatic control. The
tit hardened and perked even longer. Steve did not know what was going on
with himself, but he knew he was helpless to stop his addiction to either
his father's or the general's nipples. He liked a man's chest, its breasts
and nipples regardless, but he knew his dad's and the general's made him
absolutely crazed with sexual hunger.

The lovers quickly made their way to Steve's room. They positioned
themselves so that Steve could tongue, kiss and nurse the general's mannips
while Wesley Ryan prepared Steve's ass, licking and sucking it deeply to
prepare it for his needy dick.  After several minutes, with Steve's ass
itching for the General's cock and Wesley Ryan's mantits sticking out long
and hot for Steve's attentions, Steve turned, spread his legs, kissed
Wesley Ryan deeply, dismissed images and thoughts of his father, pulled at
the general's large-sized nipple erections sticking out proud, and let it
be known it was okay for Wesley Ryan to screw him.

Steve knew he wanted the man's appealing shaft and knew the general would
be a good lover, but he questioned if his ass could handle a second dick so
shortly after rancher John Rohlings had driven quite a screwing inside
him. In a voiced coated with lust, he said to General Ryan, "I hope I can
please you, sir. I'm a little innocent at this regardless of how aggressive
I might have appeared with Lenny and his father."

General Ryan in all his distinction, rugged good looks, and slick body
features looked down at Steve's naked body, smiled, kissed the young man's
arms that were reaching up to grip his bare sides, and then he whispered,
"You'll be just fine. I've wanted you so much, my friend, so much."

Steve lifted his legs, spread them wide and offered his unimpeded ass to
the retired military officer.  The general licked his lips, felt Steve's
fingers find and twist his erected mantits, and then inhaled deeply.

"Oh yes, that's it, Steve. Your ass looks so hot; you are a beautiful young
man; and you make my tits stick out long and proud."

Wesley Ryan held his elongated cock, paused to wipe the tip of his dick
over Steve's opening and up to his balls.  The movement felt exciting and
hot, and he noticed that it made Steve gasp each time his cockhead touched
his anal opening and then moved upward to swish over his young, heated
balls like a paintbrush. It got the general ready, but it teased Steve,
feeling the head of the dick caressing the mouth of his ass and again
brushing his tight balls.

"You like that, Steve, baby? You like feeling my cock just a flirting with
opening you up, caressing your balls?"

"Yes, oh yes, makes me crazy, sir, makes me crazy."

The general ran his other hand all across Steve's bare belly and smooth
chest, stopping to tweak each tit. He continued to nudge Steve's opening
and play his dick against Steve's balls. After a while, Wesley Ryan held
his eager cock at its base, with his hand covering his pubes, letting his
fingers steady his erection nice and straight to guide it to the anal
opening he had lusted for in earnest the last few days.

He edged his ass forward to touch his ripened, mature cockhead to the door
of Steve's wonderful ass. At that very moment, the general wondered if he
could give Steve a thorough fucking after having come so soon from Steve's
fabulous blowjob.  And then, he stopped, held his eager cockhead at the rim
to Steve's ass way, pushed forward, and penetrated his young lover. Steve
gasp for air. The pleasure of the older man's hot cock mixed with the pain
of being penetrated made him almost squeal.

When the general's cock entered his ass more fully, Steve moaned deeply,
and the general grunted with great satisfaction. Wesley Ryan was reminded
of a fellow officer he had wanted to fuck years ago and finally did one
night when they both got drink. He remembered a young assistant of his
friend, Dave Harding, who was married and straight, but yet, the general
managed to seduce him about a year ago. He had wanted both of them badly,
just like he had wanted Steve in recent days.

With his dick just a couple of inches inside his young, sweet lover, he
grinned of triumph and pushed forward even more, letting his cock have its
trophy. The general's first thrusts were short and slow, letting Steve get
used to the fullness of the mancock and its rub against the walls of his
ass that had already been turned a tad sore by the earlier fuck
administered by John Rohlings.

Steve immediately knew the two dicks felt differently, but it wasn't like
one was small when both were sizeable. The general's thrust and movement
were that of an experienced lover, smooth and complete, not as spearing as
that of the rancher or Steve's younger lovers. There was a very pleasurable
feeling at the ring of his asshole where the large amount of the general's
saliva coated him. The young man remained impressed that a man of the
general's background and character could so easily and devotedly stimulate
his ass and eat it with his tongue and mouth. It thrilled him in a strange
and unknown way.

As Wesley Ryan edged his mature cock over the ring of Steve's ass and back
around it to test the opening with the head of his pecker, Steve recognized
him rotating his fine dick and massaging his anal walls more so than
screwing them with direct thrust. The general's control and sexual stylings
amazed him.

But Steve soon started to encourage the older man to "go ahead, plunge it
in, I want to feel all of your hot cock in me," and as Wesley Ryan gained
confidence that his lover really wanted to get after it, his confidence
grew and so did his pecker.

With Steve making mince meat of the general's tough, yet sensitive tit
stems, and with Steve enjoying every second of his fingertips feeling the
tittie tips that were finer than a fingertip, but much larger than a pencil
eraser, the older man's thrusts became longer and the force harder. .

Steve gasp at the intensity of the general's fuck spread from his ass ring
into the walls of his ass and up the entire chute. When the general's
flaming cockhead bottomed out in his guts, Steve wondered if he had
underestimated the man's size or if the General Ryan was an unusual grower.

The general's needy cock hit that spot that heretofore only Steve's father
had found. Steve shivered, shook and cried out. "Oh yeah, oh yes, oh man,
General Ryan, my man, oh yes...."  Steve's verbal cries only motivated the
general to make love to the young man in a very special way, not to rush
it, yet not to be so easy that Steve did not feel fucked.

When the general's began to thrust at a great pace, beyond steady and easy,
but not full force without concern, Steve had to let go of the man's stiff
tits to hold his legs out while his body jerked and his head tilted back
and his eyes shut.  He jerked repeatedly and his toes curled.

Finally, Steve groaned beyond control, putting his hands on the general's
fine shoulders to pull his hot body toward him. He now wanted the older man
and his distinguished neighbor in the worse kind of way. Regardless of any
reserve he wanted maintained for his father, his father was not around, had
not cared to come home early, and now General Wesley Ryan was inside him
and deserved everything he had to give.

"Do me, general. Oh, do me hard. Fuck me. Fuck me, fuck me," Steve
demanded.

Wesley Ryan lifted his ass high in the air, keeping his cock barely inside
Steve's scorching ass, and then he began to give Steve what he asked for
and wanted now so badly. He plunged his cock spear hard and downward
without restraint into the young man's depths. Steve moaned, cried out, and
scratched at the man's back.

"That's it, Steve, oh yes, that's it, this is the fucking I knew we could
give each other, You are making my dick hum like nothing else has ever
touched it," the retired decorated officer whispered while leaning down to
push his cock even further into Steve while tonguing at the young man's
ear.

As the general tightened his body into Steve's and his cock hit the young
man's guts, Steve bent his legs over the man's bare shoulders, making it
easier to relax, but also giving his ass to the general in a most
unrestricted way. Their lips met in a wet, sloppy kiss; their tongues
danced together. They both groaned and whimpered into the other's mouth,
all the while Steve pumping his ass vigorously onto the amazing cock
sticking out like a steel post between the general's shapely legs.

As though hitting high gear at last, General Ryan began to power drive his
man cock into and out of the young man's hot, steamy ass canal in rapid
speed and redundancy. Steve cried out, reached up to claw at the general's
stiff tits, and pulled the man's body and cock spear into his depths time
and again.

"Do me, general, do me good, oh yes," Steve moaned.

Smiling wide, sweating a lot, and being beside himself with lust, Wesley
Ryan answered, "Yes, Stevie, my boy, my man, oh yes. You are about to pull
my cock from its base. Oh yes..."

Steve could hardly believe the sensation. It frightened him to compare it
to the fuck his dad had provided him. The harder the older man fucked
Steve, the more he wanted it, harder, deeper, faster. He tried catching his
breath, but could not catch up due to the speed and pace of the general's
pounding mancock.

"Oh man, General Ryan, this is so good, you are a helluva lover, so good,"
Steve said and then seeing the eye candy, his fingertips returned to the
general's mantits that must have been protruding an inch or so from his
chest, so excited they had become. When Steve's first touched their tips,
Wesley Ryan moaned liked an alley cat, pushed his cock all the way down on
Steve and held his body in place to enjoy the intense heat of Steve's guts
combined with the boy's fingering of his nipple tips. He grunted and
groaned and then felt the first surges of cum boil from his nuts. His pubes
pressed into Steve's perineum.

Both men realized how intense and hot and intimate they had become
together.  Wesley Ryan considered how he could continue this affair time
and again with Steve; once was not going to be enough. Steve thought about
his father and wondered if his dad's tremendous body and thick dick would
make him forget all about the general, but for the moment, the general was
giving Steve one of he absolute best fucks ever.

The general continued pistoning at a fast pace, not wanting Steve to lose
his own heat and thrill of the lovemaking. His hips raised and his ass drew
down on the young' man great body time and time again. The general started
a new rigorous screwing of Steve's ass, this time without concern for
styling or preparing his lover, but instead, for the sheer, raw and
unbridled passion of fucking, an amazing fucking between a 60-something
year-old-man and a boy just past his teen years.

"Oh gosh, oh gosh, General Ryan, screw me, do me, cum in me."

"Oh yes, Steve, my lad. I am going to shoot my wad in the rancher's
pool. Give you a pool of cum from John and me, just two, old horny birds."

"Do it, general, do it, do me, fuck me, fuck me to a cum!":

"I can feel his stuff in you, son," Wesley Ryan confessed as though proud
to be where another masculine man had just left. "I can feel the heat of
his semen in you, I can feel your wet ass.."

"Oh General Ryan, your cock is so strong, so good, fuck me now. Shot off!
Fire it ,sir, fire it good!":

The general thrust with powerful strokes, sweat dropped from his chest onto
Steve's, their bodies meshed together. Steve's ass grinded against his
cock.

In the intensity and the steam of the moment, Wesley Ryan forgot his better
judgment. He muffled his voice, but announced boldly, "I can feel right
where your Daddy Lee himself has been and pounded and shot off..."

Only the blistering heat of their fuck prevented Steve from fully
comprehending what the general had just said. He was too much into the
general's fuck thrust and the ramming of his prostate to have heard the
implications of what the general had let slip from his well-fucked
brain. Not caring to lose a moment of the crescendo to which they were
working jointly to hit, Steve kept screwing the general's cock, pounding
his lower body into the man's, and twisting the sophisticated gent's now
sore nipples, first one way and then all the way around the other

"Oh yes, gawd, man, my cock is leaking, my brain is reeling, you are
fucking me so much, sir.":

Wesley Ryan grinned and answered, "Yes, yes, you're the best, Steve Jacobs,
the absolute best," the general said, the words barely audible from the
lack of air in his chest..

The general took the boy's legs and pulled them higher up onto his
shoulders even allowing his lengthy cock to drive deeper as his cum neared.
His cock sank deeper into Steve as he held the young man who was not even
half his age.  He began to buck his hips in shorter, but even faster
strokings, making his prick concentrate strictly on Steve's prostate.

His pace hit it highest intensity, Steve leaned up to now bite at the
general's chest, chewing his right tit before the general's big dick forced
him back to the mattress.  He could tell the general's cock was as hard as
cement, now renewing the soreness from the length of the current fuck
combined with the what John Rohlings had left in its wake,.

Steve cried out. "Oh General Ryan, you've got to come, come, please cum,
now,.,.."

And without the general touching Steve's cock, but with the man's warm
lower body and sexy pubes teasing it and with the general doing an absolute
assault on his prostate, Steve shot off. He shot long, he shot hard, and he
shot repeated times.. His cum juices coated the general's upper body,
hitting on his throat, over his chest and all over his belly,

"Yes, gosh yes, what a shooter," the general commented and then he knew he
could release his own load.  All Steve could hear was the meeting of their
bodies. His own moans, and the alley cat grunts of his lover dominated the
bedroom. The young man ran his hands over the general's back, feeling the
man's fine muscles and enjoying how they moved in concert with his body.

Steve was about to slow the bucking of his own ass, when General Ryan
ordered, " Don't stop. You've got me ready to shoot. To shoot so hard, my
man, my main man."

"Do it, do it, sir. Fire it in me. I want to feel you breed me." Steve
heard himself say the words that made it sound like he had just given a
part of his mind, soul and heart to General Wesley Ryan, willingly or not.

When the general heard Steve say, "breed me," it ignited the cum charges in
his interiors. His juices shot forth, sped down their way, and his stuff
came firing out of his cement-hard cock.

Steve held his lover while feeling the steely general's orgasm overtake
him. He encourage his lover to fire it hard.  "Oh yes, general, shoot it,
shoot your stuff, breed me down."

General Wesley Ryan, man of high honors and national distinction, husband,
neighbor, church elder, partner to Colonel Dave Harding, and man of many
roles, could have cared less about anything except letting the tremendous
waves of his orgasm overtake him. He reared back, jammed his cock to the
fullest point in his lover, and fired his hot juices into him.

Knowing his hot spurts of man juice were hitting Steve's ass walls right
where his father had shot off and that his sperm was mixing with that of
John Rohlings made this particular fuck all the more exciting for Wesley
Ryan. At the same time, the moment was unparalleled for Steve as young man.
He held General Ryan tight, kissed his lips and his neck and pinched at
both tits as the man fired several long volley of semen into his depths.

."Oh yes, I feel you shooting off, sir," Steve whimpered. And then he
added, "My good man with the great tits shooting off in me."

"take it, Steve. You've fucked me so good, kid. So good, my man."

The wet heat created by the mature man's fabulous fuck soaked into Steve's
chute, steaming his insides at the deepest parts. The general's cock shot a
couple of smaller spurts and then the man collapsed his spent body
completely on Steve's. His cock stayed inside, their hairy legs pressed
together, Steve's cum pasted their bellies, and their hot tits found each
other and shot fiery charges throughout their chests. Their post-fuck kiss
went long and even longer and with both showing tremendous appreciation for
the other.  The general broke the kiss and trailed his lips down Steve's
neck, found the young man's petty, fresh and abnormally wide nipples and
sucked at each.  He limited his head from the young nipple only long enough
to say, "I did not get nearly enough of these babies during our foreplay."

Steve liked the general munching at both of his tits, but he wanted to kiss
again with the sophisticated hero of American wartime. And again, their
mouths locked for along while. His excitement and interest in Wesley Ryan
so soon after having screwed with Lenny's father confused Steve. Yet, he
did not deny his interest in more kissing and touching with the older man.
He also realized that even with his handsome father bare-chested at the
pool with them a few days earlier, Steve still had interest to eye and
study the general when the man had stripped off his shirt to show his sexy
upper body, muscle lines, and pretty and very taut mannips.

Steve even found himself caressing the man's earlobes, tonguing at his
armpits and licking figure eights across his chest and around both
tits. And with the general's cock staying planted inside him, they both
fell asleep, hard asleep, to dream sensual dreams.

Steve's dream turned into a panorama of being fucked by his father, General
Ryan, John Rohlings and Max Anderson in repetitive fashion, each entering
him, thrusting a dozen or so time only to be quickly replaced by
another. Lenny stood nearby to help each cock get into and out of Steve
with greater ease. Lenny also kept score of each man's performance. Steve
moaned in his sleep when the dream included his father's biggest dick of
all filling him fully. He made kissing sounds when dream flashes of the
general's sweet fuckings and powerful thrusts combine with the man's
amazing nipples, He remembered the ease at which Max Anderson could fuck
him and how the man cared about what felt good to Steve. And finally, the
dream turned to John Rohlings and Lenny first kneeling down to suck his dad
each time before helping his father's cockhead enter Steve's ass,.

General Ryan moaned and groaned and gyrated his hips in his sleep just
reliving the fuck that Steve had provided him. His dream turned o
manipulating Lee Jacobs and imagining some young, hot lover that he could
pay to keep Lee occupied and happy while he continued his much needed
affair with Steve, his son. His dream also relived their moments together
in the pool house just days earlier when the general had massaged Lee's
fire log of a cock.

Waves of disappointment flooded his dream as a scene of Steve placing each
of their cocks on a scale and his father's ringing the buzzer while the
general's barely measured in the same frame of reference. But the dream
suddenly changed with Steve stamping a blue ribbon on the general's right
nipple while awarding a runner-up prize to his father's sexy breasts.

When the sun came up and their bodies had recouped and their dreams had
subsided, Steve's lips were on the general's wonderful right tittie. He
kissed it repeatedly as they looked at each other, Unaware, the general
held Steve's lengthy shaft and knew he would soon want it to fuck the
daylights out of him again.


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