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  • Great scott

    • I was headed for my daughter's house. She was off to the Orient for a week or more and her hunky hubby Scott, was somewhere on the East coast giving a lecture or a presentation. The cats were asleep and the fish were being fish. I think she liked me being there so someone was in the house.

    I rambled about and finally settled down to watch a movie I had brought along. It featured several well endowed guys doing a solo act. Being a loner myself I liked to watch and sometimes join as they stroked their way to the finish.

    One in particular reminded me of Scott. Tall, smooth muscular build, light sandy brown hair, and a long hard cut cock. I often joined him as he worshipped his cock. After, I settled in and took a nap. Then fed myself and headed off to bed.

    I arose early and sauntered down to the kitchen to make coffee. I grabbed the newspaper and read as I waited for the coffee to be ready. Noise in the yard caused me to look out and discover that Scott was taking a early morning swim. He climbed out of the pool to reveal he was naked, his long soft penis obvious from where I stood. He grabbed a towel and proceeded to settle down on a lounge chair to gather some sun. I waited for him to turn onto his back. He did.

    I poured two cups of coffee and tossing a towel over my shoulder, I walked out to the pool. He covered his manhood with both hands as I spoke to let him know he had company. "I see you are getting some sun, son. Didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable so I left my suit in the kitchen. Got coffee, fresh brewed."

    By this time I was standing close enough that he had to look up at my burgeoning tool. I set the tray on the table next to him and moved another chair over so we could share the table and still I could study him. There was a glint in his eye, I knew he was up to something.

    "I'm ten years older than Susan, which makes me six years younger than you Dad. There's something I need to ask."

    "So ask," I reply. "And then I have a few things I want to find out about you."

    "Well." he starts, "I never had a dad. You are it for me. But I have feelings about you that I'm not sure would be allowed between a father and son. So I'd like to think of you as a brother for a little while. Of course I never had a brother either, so, maybe I'm all off base."

    It was my turn again. "Well, I never had a son. And my brother was younger too, so maybe it would be best if we were brothers for the day." I reached for his hand and stood, pulling him to his feet.

    "Fuck," he sighed as he pulled me against his naked body. "I'm either right about this or you will kill me." His other hand locked around my protruding erection. He stroked me up and down gently and I took his steely pole in hand. It was smaller in diameter but I knew it was longer as I pumped up and down to his rhythm on mine. When he realized I hadn't punched him, he stopped, leaned close and kissed me on the mouth.

    "I've wanted to do this for four years." His hand started stroking me and he increased the speed as he pushed his cock against me. I stroked him and gained a tighter grip, he was only concerned with my cock. His hand seemed to blur as he continued to pound up and down the length of me. I increased the speed and grip and heard him moan to himself as he neared fulfillment. He shuddered and his cock stiffened more and he came.

    Thick ropes of semen fired skyward and his hold on me tightened and he came again, another volley of creamy clotted cum, splashing on both of us. A third and then a fourth stream sprayed outward and then I felt myself at the end. I yelled as my balls erupted and my own little river of jism shot up between us. Again and again I came as he continued to masturbate me.

    I knew it wouldn't be the only time we came together.

    ---

    The morning had been very nice. After our first get together, Scott said he was headed for the gym and did I want to come along. I begged off and told him I would have lunch ready about 2:00. He promised to be back by then.

    We ate sandwiches on the patio and then I said it was time for a nap. I went to my room and stripped and lay down on the bed. It had been about ten minutes when Scott knocked on the door and then came on in. "Hey Dad, I left my clothes in the hall as I knew you would be naked and I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

    His half hard cock led him into the room. It was pointed at me. I felt my own cock thicken as he got nearer to the bed. I slid over making room for him next to me. My hand reached out to grasp his now fully erect manhood. "Just lay back and let me do you, Dad."

    That was twice he had called me Dad. He laid next to me his fingers running through the thick mat of hair on my chest. As his fingers played with my nipples--one then the other--my cock filled and stood brushing against his forearm. He moved down to my stomach and then he took my eager pole in hand.

    "Your cock is so huge, and so hot. Your foreskin is amazing. I never saw one before." He pulled the cover down and my corona flared and a stream of precum flowed from the slit and covered my cock and his hand. He looked up at me and smiled. "I gotta do this."

    With that, he sucked my cockhead into his mouth. I thrust upward, pushing my cock into his throat. He gagged but recovered and with his fist around the bottom half of my hardon, he continued to suck and stroke me. His tongue flicked around the corona and slipped underneath the foreskin. His one hand tight around the base of me, his other, caressing my golf ball sized testicles. He moaned as he continued to bob up and down on me.

    The sensation was getting intense and I knew that at this rate, ten minutes was all I would last. I grabbed his head and slowed him down. I loved the feeling and wanted it to last. I didn't want to cum yet. His hand continued to beat up and down, now he was stroking the entire length. But with the head of my monster no longer being worked on, I would just enjoy the touch of him. I knew he had little experience sucking cock.

    I had been single for over twenty years. All my encounters since then had been male. Guys loved my big rugged cock. It's thick and long and the end is covered with an incredible pucker of skin. Even hard the head is still tucked inside the foreskin. Just the slit and a bit of corona was all that showed. I turned as he stroked me, his drooling cock suddenly near my face. I cupped his hefty balls in my hand and covered his long hard manhood in one move. My nose buried in his pubes. I took his cock down my throat. My hand squeezed his balls and he moaned and jumped. He continued to masturbate me, his lips barely touching the tip of my heated cock.

    I moved upwards letting his cock nearly free. Then I plunged down on it again. Feeling it slide across my tongue and down my throat again. He shuddered and started sucking my cock again, his body moving in rhythm with mine. I kept taking his entire cock down and up.

    He was drooling precum now and I liked the taste of him. We sucked each other for about ten minutes more and then I felt his cock thicken and lengthen. His balls pulled tight against his body and he filled my face with his orgasm.

    I drank him as he continued to cum. My own cock triggered by the taste of him, I proceeded to fill his face with my own thick streams of pleasure. Gradually we slowed and our cocks softened.

    I let him slip free and pulled my own from his lips. We both sat up and grinned at each other. A clotted string of semen was hanging from his chin. I leaned into him and kissed it away.

    "That was some blow-job Dad!"

    "That's what brothers do for brothers. Anytime!"


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