Two Boys and their Dad (Part 3) - Sex Stories

Two Boys and their Dad (Part 3)

... “Drop the shorts” Mike ordered. Jake slowly tugged down his basketball shorts and kicked them aside, leaving him standing in the middle of his room in nothing but his cute little briefs. Following his dad’s orders like this, being on display for his maker, turned Jake on like he’d never been turned on before. His 7 inch, uncut, perfectly smooth cock started to stiffen in his grey underwear. He moved his hand over his crotch to hide his embarrassment before he was interrupted by his father. “Ah, ah. Don’t cover it up” ordered Mike. He took a considerable amount of time to sit there and just look at his son. His first born child, the child he’d created with his wife one beautiful summer’s afternoon. He remembered Jake’s conception quite well. He was staying at a lake cabin with the boys’ mother, Claire, and they had both received major promotions at their respective places of work that week. After a bottle of disappointing champagne, they had the most passionate sex imaginable. In fact, Mike says he remembers Jake’s conception well, but that isn’t strictly true. He and Claire were consistently fucking for at least 5 hours. Any one of the many times he filled her pussy up could have been the time that would create this perfect specimen that stood before him right now. Mike closely examined his boy, like a tourist studying the David. He knew every contour of Cody’s body. Every single spot that gave him pleasure or pain. He knew his son’s body significantly better than he knew his ...

... own. Mike couldn’t wait to learn the same of his oldest. Mike’s boys were his prized processions, and was fascinated by them accordingly. After a while, Mike started to unbutton his shirt, causing Jake’s face to light up. He sat down beside his dad again to assist him in getting undressed. Mike worked the bottom buttons while Jake attended to the top. With every stiff plastic circle that was freed, more and more of his father’s chest – the epitome of classic masculinity – was revealed to him. He had fine grey hairs all over his chest, and in a trail down to his abs. His chest was large and formed, and obviously the part of his body Mike trained the most. After all the buttons were undone, Jake pulled back the stiff cotton from his father’s back. Mike ran his hand over his exposed chest, feeling the air against his skin for the first time since he dressed for work early that morning. Mike placed his arm back around his boy’s bare shoulders. “That’s better, huh? Us real men need to feel the air on our backs, right? Let our muscles breathe” said Mike as he playfully shook his boy in his arm. “Yeah dad. This feels nice.” Feeling his boy’s naked skin against his own made Mike rock hard. His black suit pants hid the extent of his 8 inch erection, but it was definitely there. It was time to move things along. “Have you ever sucked a dick before, son?” asked Mike without a shadow of judgment. “No.” replied Jake. Mike smiled. He stood up where Jake was positioned a moment ago, giving ...