Stags Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Stags Pt. 02

Author notes: Content Warning: This piece contains explicit and taboo themes, including potential elements of incest, dominance, non-consensual behavior, and other graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised. Please be aware of the content and choose to proceed only if you are 18 years or older and comfortable with such themes. Please note that I am not a professional writer, and this piece is a work of fiction. It may contain grammatical errors and stylistic imperfections.

Continued: I've resolved some email issues on my end and should be able to receive feedback/requests from everyone now. Apologies for the delay on this sequel. Enjoy.

Stags: Part Two

Summer was in full swing. The forest was alive with the buzzing of insects. The air was hot, carrying a thick humidity. Todd had arrived at the destination first. He wore grey sweats and a white tank. His biceps and triceps were proof that he had taken the last few months seriously, following Dr. Harrington's advice regarding preparation. Todd's jock build from his glory days was slowly returning. Since the initial session with Dr. Harrington, his son, Ethan, had calmed down and approached him respectfully whenever the two interacted. But Todd had caught Ethan spying on his mom while she showered, and some of the tension had started to back up. This follow-up with Dr. Harrington couldn't have come at a better time.

The fitness routine and the meds prescribed by Dr. Harrington had doubled Todd's libido; he ...

... fucked his wife at least twice a day-usually with the door open and as loud as possible to prove a point at home-and his loads were massive, pouring out of his wife's used pussy after every fuck session.

Unsure of what to do while he waited, Todd leaned against a tree near the edge of the walking trail. A few moments later, Ethan appeared on the trail wearing a tank top. Ethan had religiously hit the gym daily, and his skinny body was corded with defined muscles. Todd nodded to his son. Ethan returned the gesture, eyes cast down at the grassy trail. Todd's eyes lowered, and he observed his son's short shorts. His son's thighs had thickened up, but the fat cock head that peeked out from the leg of the shorts was the true eye-catcher.

"Your monster is getting loose," Todd chuckled.

Ethan looked at his crotch and then back up at his dad. "It does what it wants."

Both of them snorted, but they were clearly low on energy.

"I think the Doc's little herbs almost killed me," Todd acknowledged, referencing the vitamin pills that Dr. Harrington had given him and Ethan a day earlier.

Both of them had traded the toilet all night, shitting out their brains and throwing up their guts.

"I'm fucking beat," Ethan confessed. "I hope we don't have to hike far."

"Sorry to say it's a bit of a stretch," Doctor Harrington's voice caught their attention. He trekked up the path towards them. Neither had seen the Doctor out of his business attire, and the sight of his shirtless ...