Showing posts with label Jeff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jeff. Show all posts
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Jeff & Kyle
Yesterday I received an email with a very pleasant surprise from Billy F. He thanked me for the blog and all my stories and said that one of his favorite series was Jeff & his son Kyle. He also went to the trouble of writing a new chapter in this series. I am extremely protective of my characters and have never had anyone take them and write their own story using them. I have posted his story below and as you will see the end result is very satisfying. He uses the same writing style that I do and the story blends perfectly with those I have written in the past. He said he wrote it as a tribute to my work, which I find truly flattering. Please take the time to read what he has written and comment on it. This is Billy F's first attempt at this kind of writing but I hope it will not be his last.
Jeff & His Son Kyle - The Conference.
by Billy F (based on characters created by BubbleButtLuvr)
Jeff Hyatt was doing well at his law firm. He had recently been made a partner. He was pleased for himself but also because he wanted to be a good role model to his son, especially since the death of Kyle’s mother in a car accident 10 years ago. Kyle was 19 now, soon to be off to college, and a son to be proud of. His good grades were matched by his impressive All American good looks, tight and lean well defined swimmers build and his perfectly round bubble butt that drew a lot of attention from men and women alike. With his piercing blue eyes and sandy brown hair Kyle was beyond handsome, and he knew it.
Kyle was a chip off the old block because his Dad, Jeff also got a lot of attention. In fact their looks were so similar that sometimes they were mistaken for brothers. At 42 Jeff was in excellent shape. His brown hair was greying at the temples and his neatly trimmed moustache was also flecked with grey. He was more muscular than his son, training at a bodybuilder gym, he had a massive chest and arms, and an enormous round ass. Another thing that Jeff passed to his son was a big dick. His 8 inch cock was as thick as a beer can. In fact Kyle was even bigger, with an amazing 9 inches between is legs. It was so big even when soft, that he would have trouble packing into the tiny bikini briefs that he liked to wear.
When the company asked Jeff to project manage an important conference for key business clients in central Manhattan, Jeff saw it as an opportunity to make a big impression on his colleagues. Hiring facilities in a downtown hotel and a suite of accompanying rooms for out of town colleagues and for himself so that he could be on call during the entire 3 days, he was careful to attend to every detail. This was a really important professional opportunity for him as well as for his company.
When one of the out of town clients withdrew at the last minute, Jeff offered the spare room which had already been paid for, to Kyle, encouraging him to spend time in town with his Manhattan friends, “As long as you keep the parties away from the hotel”, he joked, knowing that Kyle was always an asset and would always support him.
The first day of the conference went really well. All the delegates seemed happy and engaged and Jeff felt excited about the possibilities of the following days. The hotel manager, Mr Simpson, had been very accommodating, even about some awkward final requests for AV equipment that had been left off the initial list of requirements. Of course Jeff had his Conference Organiser deal with most of the management but he was in overall responsibility.
At the end of the first day, Jeff felt able to take the evening off and called up his college buddy Greg to meet him at the hotel for a drink. “How’s that son of yours?” Greg asked when he met Jeff in the hotel bar. “Kyle’s really great. He’ll be off to college soon and I’ll miss him,” Jeff responded. “Actually, he’s up in his room now with his buddy Luis, who lives close by. As there was an extra room free in this block booking, I encouraged Kyle to come into town and stay.”
After some more general chat Greg suggested that they invite both Kyle and his buddy Luis out with them for dinner. “Great idea,” Jeff responded. Let’s go up and ask them.
They knock on Kyle’s door and are met by Luis, a sweaty, handsome Latino jock. He is dressed in shorts, a vest and running shoes. A triangle of sweat wets his vest between his pecs. “Hey Mr Hyatt,” he says to Jeff politely, “Great to see you. Come in. Kyle is in the bathroom about to take a shower. We just went for a run. I always go early evening and Kyle said he would join me.”
“Who is it?” Kyle calls from the bathroom.
“It’
s me son,” Jeff responds.
Hearing his Dad’s voice Kyle kicks his sweaty running gear to the corner of the bathroom, slips on the big white towelling robe provided by the hotel and comes out to great his father.
“I was just about to take a shower,” Kyle says.
Standing in front of them at the bathroom door, all three men, Jeff, Greg and Luis, can
’t help but notice how great Kyle looks. The flawless milk white skin of his tight chest peeks out from the robe. His ass balloons behind underneath the robe tie. Sweaty from the recent run, there is a soft sheen across his face and neck.
“Hey Greg,” Kyle says, noticing his Pa’
s buddy, “Dad said you were coming over tonight.” As Kyle moves forward to shake Greg’s outstretched hand, he trips on the end of his hastily tied robe and stumbles backward. As he does so he reaches back to steady himself against the dresser, pushing the entire contents of a drinks tray, cups, saucers, jug and glasses out of the window Luis had opened moments earlier to get some air after the run.
After what seems like the longest few seconds, all four men here a loud crash as the contents of the tray hit the street below. “Oh my god,” panics Kyle as all of them strain their necks out the window, “I could have killed someone.”
As they are discussing what to do next there is a loud rap at the door. Jeff answers it to find Mr Simpson with a furious scowl.
“What on earth is going on here Mr Hyatt?” he snaps, “The entire contents of a drinks tray have smashed on the ground. You are very lucky that nobody was hurt or, God forbid, even killed. There are management rules about opening windows precisely to prevent this kind of behaviour. I’
m afraid I am going to have to ask you to leave the hotel immediately. I did not expect this kind of vandalism from you or your guests.”
Kyle apologises profusely to Mr Simpson, explaining that it was an accident and that it was nothing to do with his father at all. Mr Simpson angrily responds that he has to carry out hotel procedure or he will lose his job and that he has no choice but to cancel the entire conference booking and ask all the delegates to leave.
Jeff is horrified at this sudden turn of events. “Mr Simpson, let us apologise again. We assure you that this was an accident. Really there is no need to cancel the booking. Nobody was hurt.”
Knowing how much is at stake for his Dad with the conference Kyle politely asks Mr Simpson what he can do to change his mind. “There must be something we can do to make amends.”
Mr Simpson now takes in these four hot guys properly for the first time and he smiles a sinister grin. “OK, if you want to help your father to keep his conference moving forward as he planned, slip out of that robe and get yourself into a doggie position on the bed,” he sneers, shutting the door behind him.
“Is this really necessary,” Jeff intervenes.
“Do you want me to throw you and your entire booking out of this hotel Mr Hyatt?” Mr Simpson responds flatly.
Luis is incredulous at this and is expecting Jeff or Kyle to punch Mr Simpson, or at least to have an argument with him but Kyle just shrugs and begins to undo the robe. Greg licks his lips.
All the men stare at Kyle
’s perfect swimmer’s physique, his lean tight chest and well formed abs. None of them can avoid his plump 9 inch cock that swings slightly above his low hanging shaved balls.
“Get on the bed now,” Mr Simpson blurts out, barely able to contain himself.
Kyle is now stark naked on all fours, perched at the end of the bed. His head is pushed into the blue satin coverlet, his soft meaty feet resting over the edge. His voluminous ass is high in the air. He is really sticking it out high, spreading his knees, so that you can just about see his beautiful pink puckered hole but his ass is so big and so round that the mounds of flesh obscure a proper view. He feels humiliated in this position, especially with Luis and Greg watching, but at the same time he can
’t help but be a bit excited to know that they are all looking at his huge white melons and imagining what is going on in their minds. He also quivers very slightly remembering how his muscular Dad has touched him before.
His big shaved balls hang low beneath his balloon ass. His dick twitches as he feels the breeze from the open window across his but.
Mr Simpson is secretly delighted that his plan is working out so well. Luis stands dumb struck looking at his buddy’s booty. He always knew Kyle had an amazing body but he didn’t really give it all that much thought. Now he is transfixed; glued to the spot, staring. Greg meanwhile has a wry smile on his face. He has seen this father and son fooling around before and he was hoping beyond everything that coming here tonight he would get to see some more of that hot action.
Mr Simpson breaks the silence. “OK Dad,” he says in a snide and threatening voice, “It seems your son is putting himself out for you so you had better show how much you care for him. Go over there and lick out your son.”
Jeff is startled as if from a haze. “I can’t, I mean, I’m not gay and, well, he’s my son.” Kyle turns his face from where it is resting on the sheets and looks into his father’s eyes. Although he would never openly admit it, his look invites his father, as if begging him to touch him.
“If you don’
t want me to throw you out of the hotel immediately, then you have no choice,” Mr Simpson sneers.
Jeff looks at Greg who shrugs and then at Luis, but Luis is only staring at Kyle’s ass. Jeff is shocked that he and his son are put in this weird situation again but at the same time he has very little choice. Everything has been planned to take place in that hotel, all the meetings over the coming days, and it is vital for his business. The power of his son’s ass is also extremely strong. The monumental mountains of flesh seem to beckon him.
“Do it now,” Mr Simpson says, casually touching his crotch.
Jeff moves over to the bed and kneels down in front of his son. He breathes in the smell of Kyle
’s skin. It is fresh and manly.
“Start at his feet,” Mr Simpson orders.
Jeff rests his hands behind Kyle
’s large teen feet and begins to lick the soles. The taste is salty but heady and strangely sexy. This is something new, Jeff thinks. He works over the whole of one sole in broad strokes with his tongue, working in between each of the toes. Kyle can feel his Dad work on his feet. It’s a new sensation for him too. He let’s out a slight moan. This encourages Jeff who moves onto the other foot and with the same dedication he covers every inch with his tongue. The feet glisten in the half-light of the room with Jeff’s slaver.
Working up his son’s leg with his tongue, Jeff is lost in desire. He feels his cock begin to throb in his tight briefs. He desperately wants to reach down and unbutton his pants and free his cock from his tight spandex bikini briefs but he doesn’t want to reveal his desire to the others in the room.
Bent over like that worshipping his son, Greg, Luis and Mr Simpson can all see how huge Jeff’s own ass is. Luis wonders how he finds trousers to fit round such a massive ass with such a slim waist.
Kyle is getting increasingly worked up by the feel of his Dad’s tongue on his inside leg. He is trying not to show his desire too much but he can’t wait for his Dad to reach his hole, which quivers with anticipation. Almost without thinking, Kyle reaches back and pulls his father’s head firmly in between his giant cheeks. As Jeff’s tongue finally reaches his hole Kyle gasps with pleasure, “Ahhh, oh yeah Daddy, now you’ve found it,” he whispers wildly. Kyle bucks into his Dad’s face feeling Jeff’s moustache brush the edges of his hole and the hot darting tongue inside him.
Jeff is lost in abandon in his son’s ass. He reaches up and parts the cheeks as wide as he can with his hands and dives in with his mouth. The perfect pink pucker opens at the touch his hot wet tongue. Kyle moans as Jeff digs deeper. Jeff wants to taste it all. It’s like he has arrived where he belongs, this soft, inviting, manly hole of pleasure tastes miraculous. He feels his own ardent desire met by that of his son. Kyle pushes his ass back into his father’s face and reaches back to help his Dad spread his cheeks as wide as they will go. For both of them it’s like Jeff can’t get deep enough.
Kyle’s dick is now rock hard. From the angle in which they are standing, Mr Simpson and Luis can see its fat 9 inches bobbing, a big drop of precum oozing from the tip.
Greg has unzipped his fly and is openly touching his own engorged member. As if offered permission by this, Luis drops his shorts and touches his own fat 7.5 inch cock. Mr Simpson is still rubbing himself through his pants.
“OK,” Mr Simpson says, “You seem to be enjoying that more than I had imagined. And your audience of friends are too. You really are a bunch of sick fucks. Now come on Daddy, show us where your son gets his genes. Strip.”
Jeff reluctantly takes his tongue out from his son
’s ass and stands up but he keeps his eyes firmly fixed on Kyle’s wet hole, which winks at him gently. Kyle continues to spread his cheeks with his hands and pushes his ass into the air even higher. It quivers slightly and Kyle let’s out a kind of desperate sigh. It is clear to everyone that he had not had enough of his father’s tongue.
As if he were hypnotised, Jeff unbuttons his shirt to reveal his impressive broad muscular chest and back. Luis starts to rub his dick even harder. Greg smiles. Jeff kicks off his loafers and unbuttons his pants and peels them over his preposterous rear. He is wearing a skimpy pair of white bikini briefs that are riding up his crack as if it were a thong. There is also no hiding his fat 8 inch cock now, the head and shaft of which are poking out the top of the briefs. Precum is dripping from the head of his dick. To be honest it’s a relief to Jeff to be finally out of his clothes. His erection was getting really painful inside his tight briefs and pants. He wiggles out of the bikini and stands tall, his erection firm and proud, staring at his son’s begging ass.
Without any instruction from Mr Simpson, Jeff found himself drawn once more to taste Kyle’s hole. He drops to he knees and roughly pulls his son’s thick 9 inch cock back between his legs, holding it like a gear stick. With Kyle’s cock in his hand, he dives back into the needy hole with his tongue; it pulls him with a magnetic force. “Taste me Daddy,” Kyle pants. A big drop of precum is forming at the tip of his dick. As Jeff comes out of the ass for a breath he notices the cum on Kyle’s dick and quickly darts down to get a taste of his boys sweet salty seed. It tastes so good.
“I want to feel you in me,” Kyle moans.
“OK, son, Daddy’
s gonna look after you,” Jeff gently reassures.
“Suck your Daddy’
s dick,” Mr Simpson splutters, barely able to contain his own excitement at the unfolding scene. Without even batting an eyelid Kyle flips over and sits on the edge of the bed his ass cheeks rubbing against the satin sheets. He looks up at his Dad and they exchange a meaningful glance, full of desire.
Kyle then takes his father’s dick in his mouth and sucks on the fat 8 inch shaft. Jeff moans with pleasure. Kyle doesn’t know quite why but he wants his father to feel completely satisfied. He wants to give him pleasure. He works the shaft like a seasoned professional, pigging on it like it were a favourite candy.
“Fuck him, fuck him now,” Mr Simpson screeches.
Jeff bends down and gently moves his son
’s head off his throbbing member and kisses him passionately. This is almost too much for Luis who can be heard sighing “Oh, oh” across the other side of the room. Hitching up his son’s legs, Jeff pushes Kyle back onto the bed, kissing him all the time. Kyle lifts up his legs further and moves his arms around under his knees exposing his hole ready for his Daddy’s dick. Jeff nuzzles his hard pulsating fat 8 inch cock against his son’s asshole and pushes in the tip. As their tongues intertwine, Kyle pushes out his ass and meets his Dad’s dick. Jeff thrusts in. Kyle’s eyes widen and his kissing becomes more passionate. They both moan hard as Jeff thrusts his cock in and out of Kyle’s eager hole. He feels so close to his teenage son, a strange and guilty pleasure but one he knows his son is responding to.
As Jeff fucks his son, gently at first and then harder and harder, Greg moves over to get a close up view. Jeff’s enormous muscle ass expands and contracts with each thrust of his fat cock, his own hole exposed and then hidden with each movement. Between his legs, Greg gets a perfect view of his friend’s thick dick riding in and out of Kyle’s sweet fat ass. Unable to control himself any longer, Greg squirts a thick stream of hot jism over the fucking father and son. A hot streak lands around Kyle’s hole and lubes up Jeff’s dick as he continues to fuck. Greg retreats, exhausted. Next Luis walks up. He too is completely enthralled by the in and out of Jeff’s dick up Kyle’s perfect beckoning hole. In a second or two he busts 5 massive streams of hot cum all over his buddy’s ass and his buddy’s Dad’s dick and nuts, further greasing these two as they continue fucking. As Greg moves back to the corner of the room, still watching the action, Mr Simpson finally unzips his pants to reveal a solid 7 inch cock. It’s not thick but the thinness only goes to make it look longer. Following on from Luis he goes over to get a close up of the action. Lying on the floor with his head in between Jeff’s feet he gazes up at the Dad’s dick pummelling in and out of the son’s ass. Greg and Luis watch as Mr Simpson rubs his pole, out of which explodes a fountain of semen.
Jeff and Kyle have been pretty much oblivious all of this, wrapped up in their own need for each other. Kyle has been so hungry for his Daddy’s dick that he doesn’t want it to end. Jeff has sensed that his son wants him to keep going but he can’t hold on much longer. “I’m gonna cum son,” he says gently but his breathing getting harder. As he feels his Dad begin to spasm a single tear rolls down Kyle’s cheek. He does not want this forbidden pleasure to end. The force of his father’s orgasm is so strong, he can feel the ejaculation surge into him. “Oh Daddy, yeah, let me take your hot load,” Kyle pants. His Dad’s abs rub up against his dick with these final thrusts causing his own balls to tighten releasing a torrent of sperm out of his 9 inch cock. A stream hits him across the chest and face. Bending down, Jeff hungrily laps up his son’s juice, cleaning away the cum with his tongue. As he does so, his softening dick falls from his son’s asshole and a stream of cum follows it, mixing with Greg’s and Luis’s and falling onto Mr Simpson’s face, whose mouth is open wide, his tongue awkwardly lurching forward to receive the gift.
Moments later Mrs Simpson is standing up, licking his lips and raising the zip of his fly. “OK Mr Hyatt,” he says as if nothing whatsoever odd has happened, “I’m going to let you off this once. You can continue to stay in this hotel under the terms of the initial agreement but please be more careful in the future.”
With that he leaves the room. Greg says, “Well thank goodness we managed to persuade him to let us stay.” “Erm, yeah. Lucky that,” Luis chimes in, still in disbelief at what has just happened.
Jeff and Kyle are sitting on the edge of the bed looking a bit embarrassed. “Hey,” Greg says, “it’s not like you had any choice.”
As they started to clean up, father and son were both thinking what they would never openly admit, that they found the growing physicality of their relationship more and more addictive.
The End
Jeff Hyatt was doing well at his law firm. He had recently been made a partner. He was pleased for himself but also because he wanted to be a good role model to his son, especially since the death of Kyle’s mother in a car accident 10 years ago. Kyle was 19 now, soon to be off to college, and a son to be proud of. His good grades were matched by his impressive All American good looks, tight and lean well defined swimmers build and his perfectly round bubble butt that drew a lot of attention from men and women alike. With his piercing blue eyes and sandy brown hair Kyle was beyond handsome, and he knew it.
Kyle was a chip off the old block because his Dad, Jeff also got a lot of attention. In fact their looks were so similar that sometimes they were mistaken for brothers. At 42 Jeff was in excellent shape. His brown hair was greying at the temples and his neatly trimmed moustache was also flecked with grey. He was more muscular than his son, training at a bodybuilder gym, he had a massive chest and arms, and an enormous round ass. Another thing that Jeff passed to his son was a big dick. His 8 inch cock was as thick as a beer can. In fact Kyle was even bigger, with an amazing 9 inches between is legs. It was so big even when soft, that he would have trouble packing into the tiny bikini briefs that he liked to wear.
When the company asked Jeff to project manage an important conference for key business clients in central Manhattan, Jeff saw it as an opportunity to make a big impression on his colleagues. Hiring facilities in a downtown hotel and a suite of accompanying rooms for out of town colleagues and for himself so that he could be on call during the entire 3 days, he was careful to attend to every detail. This was a really important professional opportunity for him as well as for his company.
When one of the out of town clients withdrew at the last minute, Jeff offered the spare room which had already been paid for, to Kyle, encouraging him to spend time in town with his Manhattan friends, “As long as you keep the parties away from the hotel”, he joked, knowing that Kyle was always an asset and would always support him.
The first day of the conference went really well. All the delegates seemed happy and engaged and Jeff felt excited about the possibilities of the following days. The hotel manager, Mr Simpson, had been very accommodating, even about some awkward final requests for AV equipment that had been left off the initial list of requirements. Of course Jeff had his Conference Organiser deal with most of the management but he was in overall responsibility.
At the end of the first day, Jeff felt able to take the evening off and called up his college buddy Greg to meet him at the hotel for a drink. “How’s that son of yours?” Greg asked when he met Jeff in the hotel bar. “Kyle’s really great. He’ll be off to college soon and I’ll miss him,” Jeff responded. “Actually, he’s up in his room now with his buddy Luis, who lives close by. As there was an extra room free in this block booking, I encouraged Kyle to come into town and stay.”
After some more general chat Greg suggested that they invite both Kyle and his buddy Luis out with them for dinner. “Great idea,” Jeff responded. Let’s go up and ask them.
They knock on Kyle’s door and are met by Luis, a sweaty, handsome Latino jock. He is dressed in shorts, a vest and running shoes. A triangle of sweat wets his vest between his pecs. “Hey Mr Hyatt,” he says to Jeff politely, “Great to see you. Come in. Kyle is in the bathroom about to take a shower. We just went for a run. I always go early evening and Kyle said he would join me.”
“Who is it?” Kyle calls from the bathroom.
“It’
s me son,” Jeff responds.
Hearing his Dad’s voice Kyle kicks his sweaty running gear to the corner of the bathroom, slips on the big white towelling robe provided by the hotel and comes out to great his father.
“I was just about to take a shower,” Kyle says.
Standing in front of them at the bathroom door, all three men, Jeff, Greg and Luis, can
’t help but notice how great Kyle looks. The flawless milk white skin of his tight chest peeks out from the robe. His ass balloons behind underneath the robe tie. Sweaty from the recent run, there is a soft sheen across his face and neck.
“Hey Greg,” Kyle says, noticing his Pa’
s buddy, “Dad said you were coming over tonight.” As Kyle moves forward to shake Greg’s outstretched hand, he trips on the end of his hastily tied robe and stumbles backward. As he does so he reaches back to steady himself against the dresser, pushing the entire contents of a drinks tray, cups, saucers, jug and glasses out of the window Luis had opened moments earlier to get some air after the run.
After what seems like the longest few seconds, all four men here a loud crash as the contents of the tray hit the street below. “Oh my god,” panics Kyle as all of them strain their necks out the window, “I could have killed someone.”
As they are discussing what to do next there is a loud rap at the door. Jeff answers it to find Mr Simpson with a furious scowl.
“What on earth is going on here Mr Hyatt?” he snaps, “The entire contents of a drinks tray have smashed on the ground. You are very lucky that nobody was hurt or, God forbid, even killed. There are management rules about opening windows precisely to prevent this kind of behaviour. I’
m afraid I am going to have to ask you to leave the hotel immediately. I did not expect this kind of vandalism from you or your guests.”
Kyle apologises profusely to Mr Simpson, explaining that it was an accident and that it was nothing to do with his father at all. Mr Simpson angrily responds that he has to carry out hotel procedure or he will lose his job and that he has no choice but to cancel the entire conference booking and ask all the delegates to leave.
Jeff is horrified at this sudden turn of events. “Mr Simpson, let us apologise again. We assure you that this was an accident. Really there is no need to cancel the booking. Nobody was hurt.”
Knowing how much is at stake for his Dad with the conference Kyle politely asks Mr Simpson what he can do to change his mind. “There must be something we can do to make amends.”
Mr Simpson now takes in these four hot guys properly for the first time and he smiles a sinister grin. “OK, if you want to help your father to keep his conference moving forward as he planned, slip out of that robe and get yourself into a doggie position on the bed,” he sneers, shutting the door behind him.
“Is this really necessary,” Jeff intervenes.
“Do you want me to throw you and your entire booking out of this hotel Mr Hyatt?” Mr Simpson responds flatly.
Luis is incredulous at this and is expecting Jeff or Kyle to punch Mr Simpson, or at least to have an argument with him but Kyle just shrugs and begins to undo the robe. Greg licks his lips.
All the men stare at Kyle
’s perfect swimmer’s physique, his lean tight chest and well formed abs. None of them can avoid his plump 9 inch cock that swings slightly above his low hanging shaved balls.
“Get on the bed now,” Mr Simpson blurts out, barely able to contain himself.
Kyle is now stark naked on all fours, perched at the end of the bed. His head is pushed into the blue satin coverlet, his soft meaty feet resting over the edge. His voluminous ass is high in the air. He is really sticking it out high, spreading his knees, so that you can just about see his beautiful pink puckered hole but his ass is so big and so round that the mounds of flesh obscure a proper view. He feels humiliated in this position, especially with Luis and Greg watching, but at the same time he can
’t help but be a bit excited to know that they are all looking at his huge white melons and imagining what is going on in their minds. He also quivers very slightly remembering how his muscular Dad has touched him before.
His big shaved balls hang low beneath his balloon ass. His dick twitches as he feels the breeze from the open window across his but.
Mr Simpson is secretly delighted that his plan is working out so well. Luis stands dumb struck looking at his buddy’s booty. He always knew Kyle had an amazing body but he didn’t really give it all that much thought. Now he is transfixed; glued to the spot, staring. Greg meanwhile has a wry smile on his face. He has seen this father and son fooling around before and he was hoping beyond everything that coming here tonight he would get to see some more of that hot action.
Mr Simpson breaks the silence. “OK Dad,” he says in a snide and threatening voice, “It seems your son is putting himself out for you so you had better show how much you care for him. Go over there and lick out your son.”
Jeff is startled as if from a haze. “I can’t, I mean, I’m not gay and, well, he’s my son.” Kyle turns his face from where it is resting on the sheets and looks into his father’s eyes. Although he would never openly admit it, his look invites his father, as if begging him to touch him.
“If you don’
t want me to throw you out of the hotel immediately, then you have no choice,” Mr Simpson sneers.
Jeff looks at Greg who shrugs and then at Luis, but Luis is only staring at Kyle’s ass. Jeff is shocked that he and his son are put in this weird situation again but at the same time he has very little choice. Everything has been planned to take place in that hotel, all the meetings over the coming days, and it is vital for his business. The power of his son’s ass is also extremely strong. The monumental mountains of flesh seem to beckon him.
“Do it now,” Mr Simpson says, casually touching his crotch.
Jeff moves over to the bed and kneels down in front of his son. He breathes in the smell of Kyle
’s skin. It is fresh and manly.
“Start at his feet,” Mr Simpson orders.
Jeff rests his hands behind Kyle
’s large teen feet and begins to lick the soles. The taste is salty but heady and strangely sexy. This is something new, Jeff thinks. He works over the whole of one sole in broad strokes with his tongue, working in between each of the toes. Kyle can feel his Dad work on his feet. It’s a new sensation for him too. He let’s out a slight moan. This encourages Jeff who moves onto the other foot and with the same dedication he covers every inch with his tongue. The feet glisten in the half-light of the room with Jeff’s slaver.
Working up his son’s leg with his tongue, Jeff is lost in desire. He feels his cock begin to throb in his tight briefs. He desperately wants to reach down and unbutton his pants and free his cock from his tight spandex bikini briefs but he doesn’t want to reveal his desire to the others in the room.
Bent over like that worshipping his son, Greg, Luis and Mr Simpson can all see how huge Jeff’s own ass is. Luis wonders how he finds trousers to fit round such a massive ass with such a slim waist.
Kyle is getting increasingly worked up by the feel of his Dad’s tongue on his inside leg. He is trying not to show his desire too much but he can’t wait for his Dad to reach his hole, which quivers with anticipation. Almost without thinking, Kyle reaches back and pulls his father’s head firmly in between his giant cheeks. As Jeff’s tongue finally reaches his hole Kyle gasps with pleasure, “Ahhh, oh yeah Daddy, now you’ve found it,” he whispers wildly. Kyle bucks into his Dad’s face feeling Jeff’s moustache brush the edges of his hole and the hot darting tongue inside him.
Jeff is lost in abandon in his son’s ass. He reaches up and parts the cheeks as wide as he can with his hands and dives in with his mouth. The perfect pink pucker opens at the touch his hot wet tongue. Kyle moans as Jeff digs deeper. Jeff wants to taste it all. It’s like he has arrived where he belongs, this soft, inviting, manly hole of pleasure tastes miraculous. He feels his own ardent desire met by that of his son. Kyle pushes his ass back into his father’s face and reaches back to help his Dad spread his cheeks as wide as they will go. For both of them it’s like Jeff can’t get deep enough.
Kyle’s dick is now rock hard. From the angle in which they are standing, Mr Simpson and Luis can see its fat 9 inches bobbing, a big drop of precum oozing from the tip.
Greg has unzipped his fly and is openly touching his own engorged member. As if offered permission by this, Luis drops his shorts and touches his own fat 7.5 inch cock. Mr Simpson is still rubbing himself through his pants.
“OK,” Mr Simpson says, “You seem to be enjoying that more than I had imagined. And your audience of friends are too. You really are a bunch of sick fucks. Now come on Daddy, show us where your son gets his genes. Strip.”
Jeff reluctantly takes his tongue out from his son
’s ass and stands up but he keeps his eyes firmly fixed on Kyle’s wet hole, which winks at him gently. Kyle continues to spread his cheeks with his hands and pushes his ass into the air even higher. It quivers slightly and Kyle let’s out a kind of desperate sigh. It is clear to everyone that he had not had enough of his father’s tongue.
As if he were hypnotised, Jeff unbuttons his shirt to reveal his impressive broad muscular chest and back. Luis starts to rub his dick even harder. Greg smiles. Jeff kicks off his loafers and unbuttons his pants and peels them over his preposterous rear. He is wearing a skimpy pair of white bikini briefs that are riding up his crack as if it were a thong. There is also no hiding his fat 8 inch cock now, the head and shaft of which are poking out the top of the briefs. Precum is dripping from the head of his dick. To be honest it’s a relief to Jeff to be finally out of his clothes. His erection was getting really painful inside his tight briefs and pants. He wiggles out of the bikini and stands tall, his erection firm and proud, staring at his son’s begging ass.
Without any instruction from Mr Simpson, Jeff found himself drawn once more to taste Kyle’s hole. He drops to he knees and roughly pulls his son’s thick 9 inch cock back between his legs, holding it like a gear stick. With Kyle’s cock in his hand, he dives back into the needy hole with his tongue; it pulls him with a magnetic force. “Taste me Daddy,” Kyle pants. A big drop of precum is forming at the tip of his dick. As Jeff comes out of the ass for a breath he notices the cum on Kyle’s dick and quickly darts down to get a taste of his boys sweet salty seed. It tastes so good.
“I want to feel you in me,” Kyle moans.
“OK, son, Daddy’
s gonna look after you,” Jeff gently reassures.
“Suck your Daddy’
s dick,” Mr Simpson splutters, barely able to contain his own excitement at the unfolding scene. Without even batting an eyelid Kyle flips over and sits on the edge of the bed his ass cheeks rubbing against the satin sheets. He looks up at his Dad and they exchange a meaningful glance, full of desire.
Kyle then takes his father’s dick in his mouth and sucks on the fat 8 inch shaft. Jeff moans with pleasure. Kyle doesn’t know quite why but he wants his father to feel completely satisfied. He wants to give him pleasure. He works the shaft like a seasoned professional, pigging on it like it were a favourite candy.
“Fuck him, fuck him now,” Mr Simpson screeches.
Jeff bends down and gently moves his son
’s head off his throbbing member and kisses him passionately. This is almost too much for Luis who can be heard sighing “Oh, oh” across the other side of the room. Hitching up his son’s legs, Jeff pushes Kyle back onto the bed, kissing him all the time. Kyle lifts up his legs further and moves his arms around under his knees exposing his hole ready for his Daddy’s dick. Jeff nuzzles his hard pulsating fat 8 inch cock against his son’s asshole and pushes in the tip. As their tongues intertwine, Kyle pushes out his ass and meets his Dad’s dick. Jeff thrusts in. Kyle’s eyes widen and his kissing becomes more passionate. They both moan hard as Jeff thrusts his cock in and out of Kyle’s eager hole. He feels so close to his teenage son, a strange and guilty pleasure but one he knows his son is responding to.
As Jeff fucks his son, gently at first and then harder and harder, Greg moves over to get a close up view. Jeff’s enormous muscle ass expands and contracts with each thrust of his fat cock, his own hole exposed and then hidden with each movement. Between his legs, Greg gets a perfect view of his friend’s thick dick riding in and out of Kyle’s sweet fat ass. Unable to control himself any longer, Greg squirts a thick stream of hot jism over the fucking father and son. A hot streak lands around Kyle’s hole and lubes up Jeff’s dick as he continues to fuck. Greg retreats, exhausted. Next Luis walks up. He too is completely enthralled by the in and out of Jeff’s dick up Kyle’s perfect beckoning hole. In a second or two he busts 5 massive streams of hot cum all over his buddy’s ass and his buddy’s Dad’s dick and nuts, further greasing these two as they continue fucking. As Greg moves back to the corner of the room, still watching the action, Mr Simpson finally unzips his pants to reveal a solid 7 inch cock. It’s not thick but the thinness only goes to make it look longer. Following on from Luis he goes over to get a close up of the action. Lying on the floor with his head in between Jeff’s feet he gazes up at the Dad’s dick pummelling in and out of the son’s ass. Greg and Luis watch as Mr Simpson rubs his pole, out of which explodes a fountain of semen.
Jeff and Kyle have been pretty much oblivious all of this, wrapped up in their own need for each other. Kyle has been so hungry for his Daddy’s dick that he doesn’t want it to end. Jeff has sensed that his son wants him to keep going but he can’t hold on much longer. “I’m gonna cum son,” he says gently but his breathing getting harder. As he feels his Dad begin to spasm a single tear rolls down Kyle’s cheek. He does not want this forbidden pleasure to end. The force of his father’s orgasm is so strong, he can feel the ejaculation surge into him. “Oh Daddy, yeah, let me take your hot load,” Kyle pants. His Dad’s abs rub up against his dick with these final thrusts causing his own balls to tighten releasing a torrent of sperm out of his 9 inch cock. A stream hits him across the chest and face. Bending down, Jeff hungrily laps up his son’s juice, cleaning away the cum with his tongue. As he does so, his softening dick falls from his son’s asshole and a stream of cum follows it, mixing with Greg’s and Luis’s and falling onto Mr Simpson’s face, whose mouth is open wide, his tongue awkwardly lurching forward to receive the gift.
Moments later Mrs Simpson is standing up, licking his lips and raising the zip of his fly. “OK Mr Hyatt,” he says as if nothing whatsoever odd has happened, “I’m going to let you off this once. You can continue to stay in this hotel under the terms of the initial agreement but please be more careful in the future.”
With that he leaves the room. Greg says, “Well thank goodness we managed to persuade him to let us stay.” “Erm, yeah. Lucky that,” Luis chimes in, still in disbelief at what has just happened.
Jeff and Kyle are sitting on the edge of the bed looking a bit embarrassed. “Hey,” Greg says, “it’s not like you had any choice.”
As they started to clean up, father and son were both thinking what they would never openly admit, that they found the growing physicality of their relationship more and more addictive.
The End
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Kyle & His Father: Halloween Fright Night Part 5
by BubbleButtLuvr
It was Halloween. And once again the law firm where Jeff Hyatt practiced law was holding their annual Halloween Charity Masquerade Ball. Jeff & his late wife always loved Halloween and the two of them had passed their love of the holiday onto their now 19 year old son Kyle. Kyle and Jeff never missed the annual Masquerade Ball since the passing of Kyle's mother.
This year Jeff opted to go as Julius Caesar. He wore a pair of sandals that laced half way up his calves and a white toga that came down to the floor. At 42 Jeff was still quite a striking example of manhood. He certainly didn't look his age and up until his hair and mustache began to get flecks of gray he and his son were often mistaken for brothers rather than father & son. He still had a thick muscular build with full round biceps and a narrow waist that absolutely balloon out into a massive bubble butt. While Jeff & his son resembled one another in many ways it was the big Hyatt badonkadonk that they had most in common.
Kyle had a leaner swimmers build, brown hair & same smoldering good looks as his father. But it was the Hyatt Hiney that tended to stop traffic getting looks from women & men alike. When the two walked down the street together it was as if four basketballs were bouncing inside their pants.
Kyle decide to go as his favorite childhood superhero, Superman, this year. He had a hard time squeezing his over ripe ass melons into the thin blue body suit of his costume. With his large 9" endowment and plump posterior the outfit looked almost obscene on the teen but he didn't care he wanted to go as Superman and he was going as Superman.
By contrast Jeff's costume appeared to be much more tame than Kyle's. However, what Jeff did not realize was that his toga was so thin that in the right light, such as the florescent lighting of the office, his toga became completely transparent. Jeff had always had a fetish for skimpy underwear, a fetish he passed along to his son, and since he was unaware of the transparency of his costume all he wore under it was a minuscule pair of bright purple bikini briefs with small white polka dots all over them.
Jeff's scant underwear and they way they rode up over his enormous ass was all the talk of the party. Jeff however was oblivious to all the talk and even to the fact that his muscular body and scant choice in underwear was on display to all his co-workers and anyone else who happened to be in attendance. Once at the party Kyle realized his father's predicament. However, he opted not to tell him. Just like the other party goers he was enjoying the view.
Still the costumes that both men wore this year wear mild in comparison to what they had worn last year. It had started easily enough. Kyle had made some joke about going to the party as the male anatomy. Jeff laughed and said he didn't have the nerve. Kyle quipped back saying he had the nerve but that his father was too old and stuffy to pull off something so revealing. Jeff assured him that he was still in good enough shape to pull off a revealing costume and dared Kyle to come up with a costume idea for him. Kyle decided that his father should go as a male ballet dancer.
So it was set Jeff's costume consisted of a low cut white tank top, the kind that came down so low that his tits were completely exposed. The lower half of his costume consisted of sheer white tights, So, sheer that they were completely see through. Under the too tight tights Jeff wore a flesh colored nylon thong.
Kyle's costume was just as revealing but much more creative. Like his father he wore a flesh colored nylon thong. But, nothing else. The rest of his costume consisted of body paint. His friend Kevin was an art major so Kyle had him paint his body so that it looked as if you could see all his organs through his skin like on the medical charts you see hanging in doctor's offices. It took hours to complete the body painting but the end result was incredible. And Kevin was by no means complaining.
Unbeknownst to Kyle, Kevin had had a crush on him for years and the idea of spending and afternoon with Kyle wearing nothing but a thong, his enormous buns bared and on display for him to ogle and even feel up as he painted them. Kevin took lots of extra time painting Kyle's deliciously large derriere. He loved the way it felt in his hands. It was the perfect mixture of muscle and fat. That day left Kevin with enough jack off material to last a lifetime.
Of course that night at the party both men got lots of lustful looks. Jeff in his transparent white tights and Kyle in his body paint and thong. Both looked amazing, fat booty's exposed. And the way they jiggled when they walked. Fat butts bouncing up and down from their own weight. So, by comparison this years costume choices were tame.
It was a strange relationship Kyle shared with his father. Jeff had always raised Kyle not to label people or things. So, Kyle had a pretty open attitude. However, if father & son had be asked to define their sexual orientation both would have said straight. That was up until a few months ago when one night their home was burglarized and they were forced to participate in some lewd sexual acts with one another for the prowlers enjoyment. Since then father & son had found themselves in several situations where they were forced to perform sexual acts on one another. But the strange part of it was both men actually enjoyed it. After each encounter they went back to their roles of father & son and never discussed what they had done. Still each man had enjoyed these encounters and wanted them to continue. It wasn't as if they were in love. It wasn't about that, it was lust pure and simple. It was nothing more than animal. So, Kyle didn't mind the peep show that his father was unintentionally giving him and everyone else.
But Kyle was not alone in his lust. Jeff would eye up his son in the too tight body suit watching the way it curved his meaty package and whenever he turned and and bent over slightly his red cape would ride up and his amazon sized booty would pop out from underneath and Jeff would catch himself licking his lips in lust at his 19 year old son.
At this point neither man knew what this night had in store for them. The Ball wore on and father & son had a great time. A couple of hours into the party Jeff asked Kyle to go up to his office on the 12th floor and grab his camera from his desk. He wanted to get a few shots of everyone. Kyle was glad to help and jogged off for the elevator, his big bottom bouncing inside the Lycra body suit like two mounds of blueberry Jello.
What Kyle didn't notice until he stepped on the elevator was a dark figure lurking back in the shadows. The man was dressed like the Grim Reaper. He wore a long black robe and the mask of a skeleton. When he saw Kyle head for the elevator he followed watching the youth's full ripe buns jiggle and thinking, 'Damn this is gonna be fun.' He stepped on behind Kyle and slipped in Kyle didn't see him until the doors had closed. Kyle asked the man what floor he wanted. The man pointed to 12 and Kyle told him he was on his way to 12 too.
They rode up the 9 floors in silence. The doors opened and Kyle stepped out and hurried down the hall followed by the masked figure. Kyle let himself into his fathers office and grabbed the camera from the desk and ran back out. However as soon as he hit the hallway the Grim Reaper was blocking his way and in his hand he help a rag soaked in ether. Kyle ran right into the rag and the man pressed it over his nose and mouth hard. Before Kyle knew what was happening he was out cold.
Kyle awoke just a few minutes later to smelling salts being waived under his nose. He woke up and was slightly disoriented for a moment until he realized he was in his dad's office. But his arms and legs were bound to a chair and in his mouth was something odd. Rubber and round like a super ball. He caught his reflection in the mirror on the wall and realized it was a ball gag. What was going on?
The Grim Reaper stood over him. He was holding his mask in his had. Kyle looked into the face of a man who looked vaguely familiar but he wasn't sure how he knew him. The man was Caucasin and had jet black hair that was cut in a buzz cut. Kyle guessed him to be in his mid 30's. Kyle tried to speak but the ball gag muffled his speech. He looked up at the man pleading asking why with his eyes.
The man just looked at him and said, "It will all be explained once your father arrives." Kyle struggled against his bonds much like Superman would have but it was to no avail. He was bound tight. It was at this moment the office door opened and in walked Jeff. He saw his son bound and gag to the chair. His young lean muscles bulging in his tight body suit. His package about to burst free at any moment and God forgive him he felt a stirring in his groin. But, he quickly composed himself as he ran to his son. He was about to remove the gag when from behind he heard a familiar voice say, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Jeff."
Jeff turned quickly and looked into the face of Stephen Dugan. He had a gun aimed at him. Jeff stood straight up and raised his hands in surrender saying, "Stephen, what's going on?"
Stephen spoke, "So you do remember me then."
"Of course I do. I was your attorney."
"Do you remember your promise to me when I was arrested for embezzlement? You promised that you would keep me out of prison. Do you remember that, Jeff?"
"Yes, of course I remember. But, it was beyond my control. The prosecution had a surprise witness and the trial turned just like that. I really am sorry.", said Jeff stepping closer to the gunman.
"Stop right there! Not another step closer.", Stephen waived the gun at Jeff. "Do you have any idea what happened to me in prison? I was not kept out of the general population. I was thrown in. My cell mate was a large black man who went by the name D. He raped me my first night in the cell. He told me that I was now his bitch and would do as he said if I knew what was good for me. From that point on I was never allowed to wear clothes when we were in our cell. He fucked me up the ass me every day. Sometimes making me sit on his huge cock and ride him for hours so he wouldn't have to do any of the work. I had to sleep in bed with him under the covers and suck him off every night. Sometimes he would cum down my throat 2 and 3 times a night. His dick was massive. Wide as a soda can and nearly 13 inches long. Sometimes I thought I'd pass out from lack of air. The prisoners in the others cells could see what was going on and they would just laugh and cheer as he sexually humiliated and used me. Sometimes the guards would stop and watch. Sometimes they would even get in on the act forcing me to press my exposed ass up to the bars so the could fuck me to. No one ever tried to help me."
Kyle struggled against his bonds as he and his father listened to Stephen depraved tale. He felt if he could break free he could rush the gunman and save the day.
Lost in his own memories Stephen kept talking,"D would do things just to humiliate me. He would make me crawl across our dirty cell floor completely naked and beg to suck his fat black dick. One day in the cafeteria I accidentally spilt his milk. He took down my pants and actually spanked me right there. Made me get over his lap. He even took down my briefs so that my backside was bared to everyone. A crowd of prisoners & guards alike gathered around us and watched as he spanked my ass bright red. I kicked my legs, I cried, I begged for mercy but he just kept spanking me until he had had his fill. He would even trade my body for things like a pack of smokes. He would let a fellow inmate fuck me in trade for a lousy pack of cigarettes." Then he just stopped speaking.
Jeff spoke, "I'm sorry, Stephen, really. I had no idea. But, I had nothing to do with that. I would never have allowed you to endure that had I known."
Snapped back to reality by the sound of Jeff's voice Stephen snarled, "But, it did happen and now your gonna feel some of the humiliation that I experienced. And to add to your humiliation your son is gonna help."
Kyle looked up at Jeff and Jeff down at Kyle. Jeff spoke, "Just what do you mean?" I mean your gonna expose yourself to me and your son the way I was forced to expose myself then your son's gonna satisfy himself sexually using your body so you can experience the degradation I had to.
At this point both Hyatt men were conflicted. On one hand this was a crazy individual and they were in great danger but at the same time here was another chance to explore one another sexually.
Stephen ordered Jeff to stand in front of Kyle and then he himself stood behind the bound teen. "Okay, Jeff, show us what you have. Remove that toga."
Jeff looked from Stephen to Kyle. Wordlessly he told his son it would be okay. He then pulled the toga up over his head and threw it to the ground. He now stood there in just his lace up sandals and purple and white polka dot bikini briefs.
Stephen laughed out loud and sarcastically said, "Sexy. Now spin around and show us that ass."
Jeff did as he was told exposing his own fat bubble butt to Stephen and his son. Stephen let out a loud whistle and said, "Damn!!!! I remember you having a big lard ass but it is even bigger than I recall. And the way it pours out of those slutty little briefs. Whew!!!" Much to his horror Kyle's cock began to grow and in in the Lycra body suit with his hands bound there was no hiding it. Stephen noticed this and comment, "Looks like your boy in enjoying the show." Kyle and Jeff both blushed as Stephen asked, "You like daddy's fat ass, boy?" embarrassed but mesmerized by his father's too large butt Kyle just gave a slow nod to say yes.
This was met by a roar of laughter from Stephen. "Well then get closer Jeff and show it to your boy."
Jeff took two steps back so that his ass was less than an inch from his son's face. Jeff could hear his sons breathing start to quicken and feel his hot breath graze his ample rear from around the ball gag. He knew Kyle must be as excited as he was even in this dangerous situation.
"Bend over!", snapped Stephen. "shove that fat ass out good and far. Stick it right in your son's face." Then to Kyle he said, "Get a good look at your daddy's lard ass in those tight slutty little undies." And then once more speaking to Jeff he said, "You like showing that big butt off in those trashy little briefs don't you?"
Jeff didn't answer he just hung his head in shame and thrust his enormous booty into his son's face. He felt aroused and ridiculous at the same time. Here he stood wearing nothing but scant little briefs and the lace up sandals from his costume as he was ordered to show off his voluptuous ass to his son.
"Reach back, Jeff, Play with that fat ass for your son. Feel it up good."
Reaching back slowly Jeff did what he knew he had to do. He ran his hands along his ample bottom and began feeling himself up just inches from his son's eager face. Kyle was bound tightly otherwise he would have been all over his father's ass by now worshiping and kissing it. "now slowly remove your 'panties', Jeff. Give your son a little strip tease."
Obeying, Jeff began swaying his hips from side to side as he did his large posterior jiggle and swayed back and forth as well. He slowly started to lower the briefs and then quickly pull then back up in an attempt to tease, as he had been instructed. He continued swaying and dancing to some unheard tune. His over sized butt shaking and bouncing up and down lewdly in his boy's face. He then hooked his thumbs into the tiny waistband of the minuscule bikini and bending slowly at the waist without bending his knees lowered the briefs to his ankles and stepped from them slowly.
Stephen laughed, "That's it. Now you see some of the humiliation that I was forced to endure. Now turn around!"
Jeff turned around and his cock was now exposed to Kyle and Stephen. Jeff's 8" cock was fully erect. He didn't want Stephen to see him like this but he couldn't help it exposing himself to Kyle and seeing Kyle all bound and gagged like that had really stirred something in him.
"You fucking pervert!", snapped Stephen. "Your getting off on this aren't you?" He then looked at Kyle's throbbing 9" erection inside it's tight Lycra prison. "Your both fucking perverts! Okay then lets have some fun. Jeff, get on your hands and knees and crawl across the room to your son's cock. And stick that plump rump high in the air."
Getting on his hands and knees Jeff began the degrading task of crawling on his hands and knees around the room. He felt like and animal. His throbbing boner bounced up and down against his hard tight stomach as he crawled. His ass was aimed skyward and his ass spread so that his ass puckered was exposed. the humiliation was great but his state of arousal greater. He reached Kyle's lap. Kyle still tried to undo his bonds but it was pointless.
With a sneer Stephen looked down at Jeff and said. "Now work your boy's cock through his costume using only your mouth. Jeff took a long pause looking up at Kyle. Kyle looked down at his father. Their eyes met and locked. Kyle wanted to scream out, 'Yes, suck my cock dad.!' but the ball gag prevented to so he simply gave a small nod and a smoldering look with his eyes telling his father it was just what he wanted.
Jeff began licking the length of his son's member. Then he would nibble along the shaft softly and playfully. It was hard to do much more using only his mouth and due to the fact that Kyle's cock was encased in the Lycra of his costume. But it still felt good to Kyle as he threw back his head and moan softly through his gag in ecstasy. Kyle's package was now drenched in his father's saliva. Drool dripped from Jeff's chin as he serviced his son as best he could.
Stephen began to speak once more. Once again he was lost in his memories as he said, "D used to love to force feed me his ass. Some times he'd just sit on my face with all his weight and feed me that dark pucker. Sometimes he'd tie me down to the bed so I couldn't move. And then other times he would have his buddies take turns holding me down and they would all take turns forcing me to eat their asses. One day I was made to service 21 black asses at one time. As soon as one guy decided he was done another climbed on my face making me eat him out. It went on for hours. There were points where I thought I'd pass out from lack of air but still I had to do as I was told. Other prisoners watching. Guards ignored my humiliation." As he spoke Stephen rubbed at his crotch, which even through the robe of his costume was obviously hard. As much as he talked about how awful this all was it was becoming quit clear that there was a part of him that got off on the humiliation and degradation he had endured.
Once again something snapped him back from his memories and he looked down at Kyle, who was still being serviced by Jeff, and said, "Okay, Superman, now it's your turn to force feed your own fat ass to dear old dad." With that he pushed Jeff off of Kyle's cock and ordered him to untie and remove the gag from Kyle. Jeff did as instructed as Stephen held the gun on both men. Then he ordered Kyle to remove his costume.
Kyle removed the cape and blue Lycra body suit. Peeling the suit down over his own ample bottom. Underneath Kyle were a bright red g-string so as to avoid a pantie line under his costume. Stephen laughed hard at seeing this and said, "Like father, like son." Kyle's cock was hard and popping out the front of his tiny string. He stood before his father and Stephen in just his tiny red g-string and matching red boots of his costume. Stephen circled around the teen and grabbed a handful of his ample ass saying,"Damn that ass is even bigger than daddy's. Why don't you remove you nasty little string and feed daddy some of that lard ass, boy?"
Kyle looked at his father as if to ask for permission. Jeff whispered, "Do as he says." Kyle pulled the thin string of his butt floss from between his mountains of ass and pulled it down over his boots tossing it aside. Now father and son stood side by side naked except for their shoes. Jeff in his lace up sandals and Kyle in his shiny red boots.
Stephen ordered Jeff to lie on the floor on his back. Then to Kyle he said, "Now sit on his face and make him eat your hole good. Spread those fat ass cheeks good and wide and really sit on is face hard. Show him no mercy."
This nasty talk had father and son both aroused beyond belief. Kyle lowered himself onto his father's face and began grinding his tight anus into his father's mouth. Jeff's tongue was out and he was lapping at his son's puckered hole. Stephen was calling out, "Hard really grind your ass in there boy. Make your father eat you out good. Wrap that balloon like ass around his face."
Kyle started getting into it. He began bouncing up and down on his father's tongue with wild abandon. He loved the way his mustache felt against his tender ass hole. His own fat erect dong bounced and slapped against his father's chest. Soon Kyle found himself lost in lust and yelling out shit like, "That's it dad eat my ass. Bury your fucking face between those fat cheeks."
Stephen just laughed at this as he groped he cock. By this point he had removed his rob and was openly feeling himself up through his jeans. Jeff was getting into things as well reaching up and grabbing his son's big fleshy bottom and feeling him up as he was "forced" to eat ass.
Kyle could feel his father's tongue invade him and he like it. He liked it a lot so he pushed back harder really making his dad service him. Jeff was becoming light headed at the lack of oxygen but didn't want this to end. He kept rimming Kyle like a champ. Then without warning it all stopped as Stephen pulled Kyle up off his father saying I think it's time for daddy's next level of punishment. He then pushed Kyle aside and dragged Jeff, who was still gasping for air, to his feet and pushed him face down over his desk so that his ass was aimed skyward.
Stephen then undid his own belt and pulled it from the loops quickly. The belt made SWOOOSH sound as it cut threw the air. He held the belt out to Kyle saying, "It's time for daddy's spanking."
Kyle had been forced to spank his father once before at the hands of a sadistic police officer who had pulled Jeff over for speeding. The whole situation had been quit erotic and Kyle was looking forward to the opportunity to do it again. Kyle positioned himself behind Jeff. He pulled his arm back quickly to build momentum and then he brought it down hard on his father's over stuffed ass cushions. CRACK!!!
The leather of the belt cut into Jeff's flesh bottom. Jeff yells out and pitched forward. His ample booty jiggled at the assault. Though he knew it was wrong this whole scenario was turning Kyle on more than he had remembered. He was enjoying having the tables turned and being the one to administer punishment to his father. And the way his ass bounced and jiggled was a huge turn on to the teen. He pulled back and brought the belt down again. Jeff let out a loud "YYYEEEOOWWW!!!!" Fortunately everyone was 9 floor below then so no one heard he call out.
Stephen now had his left hand down his pants fondling himself as he held the gun in his right. Kyle was also getting into disciplining his dad. He started bringing the belt down harder and faster on Jeff's large muscular glutes.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The belt flew through the air and came down hard on Jeff's well rounded bottom. Jeff was yelling out in a combination of pain and pleasure. He threw his head back as he cried out for mercy begging his son to stop. While at the same time Stephen let him know that if he did it would be Kyle who got spanked next. Not wanting this Kyle kept assaulting his pleading father's ass cakes. Not only that but Kyle was enjoying the power he had over his father at this point. And the way his ass moved was magnificent.
Stephen knew that sooner or later Jeff would break and would not let Kyle let up until he did. Then it happened. Jeff began to whimper and soon his whimpers turned into full blown tears. His ass was glowing red and he was crying openly like a baby from the pain the spanking was inflicting on his soft tender ass flesh.
This was enough for Stephen who ordered Kyle to stop the assault on his father's huge hiney. Kyle stopped and Stephen walked around the desk shoving his face in Jeff's and saying, "Humiliating isn't it? Well imagine dealing with this sort of this sort of things every day for 7 long years." Then without skipping a beat he barked out, "Now get on the floor on your hand sand knees like a dog."
Jeff wiped the tears from his eyes and got down on all fours. Then to Kyle Stephen said, "Now fuck him, dry!!"
Jeff looked up at Stephen, his face stained with tears, "Please, no. My ass is on fire from the spanking. I won't be able to take it. The pain will be too much."
With a laugh and a sneer all Stephen said was, "Tough!" He then waived the gun in Kyle's direction encouraging him to get the fucking started.
Kyle could see his father was in real pain. Yet surprisingly his erection never wavered. Kyle got behind his father froggy style and aimed at his winking hole. As he entered his father Jeff screamed out. Kyle bent down and whispered, "Sorry", in his father's ear. Much to Kyle's surprise Jeff looked back over his shoulder, smiled through the tears and said, "It's okay son. Fuck me. Fuck me hard." At that point Kyle realized that his dad was getting off on this as much as he was. That though aroused him more than any other and he determined he would fuck his father better than he ever had before.
Kyle didn't start slow he started full force thrusting his cock deep into Jeff. Jeff was screaming out as Kyle's pelvis made contact with his well spanked bottom. He could feel Kyle's cock flexing in him. Kyle would slam his meat all the way in then pull it all the way out and then quickly slam it all the way in again. Jeff was screaming out with lust as his son rammed him hard.
By this point Stephen had pulled his raging hard on out through the zipper of his jeans and was stroking his 6.5" member over Kyle and Jeff yelling out things like, "That's it fuck his fat ass boy. Fuck your daddy good and hard." And Kyle did.
At one point Kyle looked down and caught a glimpse of his bright red boots and his father's glowing red ass and thought how closely they matched. This spurred him on and he rammed Jeff harder. Jeff was screaming out. Pain, pleasure & humiliation mingled in a wonderfully delightful combination. Stephen continued stroking his cock until he erupted. His warm man juices spilling out and saturating Jeff's back as Kyle fucked him.
Next it was Kyle's turn. He kept banging Jeff's over sized ass melons as his own seed came forth filling his father's bowls with an inviting warmth. Kyle yelled out in pleasure and kept ramming Jeff who was not able to stop his own flow of jizz from spilling out onto the carpet of his office floor. He was still screaming out as Kyle exited his now gaping hole.
Stephen tucked his now shrinking dick back into his jeans as he ordered Kyle and Jeff to stand back to back. Stephen's load was running down Jeff's back and down over his ass. Jeff and his son now stood back to back. Their larger than life rumps grinding into one another. Stephen's sticky seed squishing between their acres of ass. Stephen then proceeded to tie them tightly back to back. Once he was sure they were secure he laid the duo on their sides on the floor. He reinserted the ball gag in Kyle's mouth and pulled another from the pocket of his Grim Reaper robe and secured it firmly in Jeff's mouth. He then made his way for the door. Before leaving he turned and looked back and Jeff saying, "Maybe next time you'll do your job a little bit better and not make promises you can't keep." Then he was gone.
Kyle and Jeff spent the next 12 hours like this. They would struggle and wiggle trying to free themselves. Each man could feels the others massive ass jiggle as he struggled and each man spent the night incredibly aroused much to his surprise.
It wasn't until the next morning when Jeff's assistant, Jason, showed up to place the mail on Jeff's desk that the father and son were discovered. Jason who it just so happened was gay took note that both men were completely hard and that Kyle was a full inch larger than his sexy father. The sight of the two muscular large rumped studs bound, gagged and naked with the exception of their boots & sandals caused a stirring in the young asistants loins. He took great time in untying them, enjoying the show he was seeing. He took note of the dried cum on them and even took the opportunity to grope both men's ample back sides as he untied them.
When both men were untied Jason asked what had happened. Jeff spoke before Kyle could, saying that they were assaulted by an unknown masked man. He felt bad for what Stephen had endured in prison and felt that now that he had his revenge that would be the last they would see of the man. Plus though he would never admit it he had enjoyed this latest encounter with his son.
Kyle needed no explanation. He knew exactly why his father had done what he had done so he backed up his story. He too had enjoyed the night he and his father had gone through. Of course neither man would ever admit it and it would not be discussed. But still they both knew that this memory would be another reason to love Halloween all the more.
The End
It was Halloween. And once again the law firm where Jeff Hyatt practiced law was holding their annual Halloween Charity Masquerade Ball. Jeff & his late wife always loved Halloween and the two of them had passed their love of the holiday onto their now 19 year old son Kyle. Kyle and Jeff never missed the annual Masquerade Ball since the passing of Kyle's mother.
This year Jeff opted to go as Julius Caesar. He wore a pair of sandals that laced half way up his calves and a white toga that came down to the floor. At 42 Jeff was still quite a striking example of manhood. He certainly didn't look his age and up until his hair and mustache began to get flecks of gray he and his son were often mistaken for brothers rather than father & son. He still had a thick muscular build with full round biceps and a narrow waist that absolutely balloon out into a massive bubble butt. While Jeff & his son resembled one another in many ways it was the big Hyatt badonkadonk that they had most in common.
Kyle had a leaner swimmers build, brown hair & same smoldering good looks as his father. But it was the Hyatt Hiney that tended to stop traffic getting looks from women & men alike. When the two walked down the street together it was as if four basketballs were bouncing inside their pants.
Kyle decide to go as his favorite childhood superhero, Superman, this year. He had a hard time squeezing his over ripe ass melons into the thin blue body suit of his costume. With his large 9" endowment and plump posterior the outfit looked almost obscene on the teen but he didn't care he wanted to go as Superman and he was going as Superman.
By contrast Jeff's costume appeared to be much more tame than Kyle's. However, what Jeff did not realize was that his toga was so thin that in the right light, such as the florescent lighting of the office, his toga became completely transparent. Jeff had always had a fetish for skimpy underwear, a fetish he passed along to his son, and since he was unaware of the transparency of his costume all he wore under it was a minuscule pair of bright purple bikini briefs with small white polka dots all over them.
Jeff's scant underwear and they way they rode up over his enormous ass was all the talk of the party. Jeff however was oblivious to all the talk and even to the fact that his muscular body and scant choice in underwear was on display to all his co-workers and anyone else who happened to be in attendance. Once at the party Kyle realized his father's predicament. However, he opted not to tell him. Just like the other party goers he was enjoying the view.
Still the costumes that both men wore this year wear mild in comparison to what they had worn last year. It had started easily enough. Kyle had made some joke about going to the party as the male anatomy. Jeff laughed and said he didn't have the nerve. Kyle quipped back saying he had the nerve but that his father was too old and stuffy to pull off something so revealing. Jeff assured him that he was still in good enough shape to pull off a revealing costume and dared Kyle to come up with a costume idea for him. Kyle decided that his father should go as a male ballet dancer.
So it was set Jeff's costume consisted of a low cut white tank top, the kind that came down so low that his tits were completely exposed. The lower half of his costume consisted of sheer white tights, So, sheer that they were completely see through. Under the too tight tights Jeff wore a flesh colored nylon thong.
Kyle's costume was just as revealing but much more creative. Like his father he wore a flesh colored nylon thong. But, nothing else. The rest of his costume consisted of body paint. His friend Kevin was an art major so Kyle had him paint his body so that it looked as if you could see all his organs through his skin like on the medical charts you see hanging in doctor's offices. It took hours to complete the body painting but the end result was incredible. And Kevin was by no means complaining.
Unbeknownst to Kyle, Kevin had had a crush on him for years and the idea of spending and afternoon with Kyle wearing nothing but a thong, his enormous buns bared and on display for him to ogle and even feel up as he painted them. Kevin took lots of extra time painting Kyle's deliciously large derriere. He loved the way it felt in his hands. It was the perfect mixture of muscle and fat. That day left Kevin with enough jack off material to last a lifetime.
Of course that night at the party both men got lots of lustful looks. Jeff in his transparent white tights and Kyle in his body paint and thong. Both looked amazing, fat booty's exposed. And the way they jiggled when they walked. Fat butts bouncing up and down from their own weight. So, by comparison this years costume choices were tame.
It was a strange relationship Kyle shared with his father. Jeff had always raised Kyle not to label people or things. So, Kyle had a pretty open attitude. However, if father & son had be asked to define their sexual orientation both would have said straight. That was up until a few months ago when one night their home was burglarized and they were forced to participate in some lewd sexual acts with one another for the prowlers enjoyment. Since then father & son had found themselves in several situations where they were forced to perform sexual acts on one another. But the strange part of it was both men actually enjoyed it. After each encounter they went back to their roles of father & son and never discussed what they had done. Still each man had enjoyed these encounters and wanted them to continue. It wasn't as if they were in love. It wasn't about that, it was lust pure and simple. It was nothing more than animal. So, Kyle didn't mind the peep show that his father was unintentionally giving him and everyone else.
But Kyle was not alone in his lust. Jeff would eye up his son in the too tight body suit watching the way it curved his meaty package and whenever he turned and and bent over slightly his red cape would ride up and his amazon sized booty would pop out from underneath and Jeff would catch himself licking his lips in lust at his 19 year old son.
At this point neither man knew what this night had in store for them. The Ball wore on and father & son had a great time. A couple of hours into the party Jeff asked Kyle to go up to his office on the 12th floor and grab his camera from his desk. He wanted to get a few shots of everyone. Kyle was glad to help and jogged off for the elevator, his big bottom bouncing inside the Lycra body suit like two mounds of blueberry Jello.
What Kyle didn't notice until he stepped on the elevator was a dark figure lurking back in the shadows. The man was dressed like the Grim Reaper. He wore a long black robe and the mask of a skeleton. When he saw Kyle head for the elevator he followed watching the youth's full ripe buns jiggle and thinking, 'Damn this is gonna be fun.' He stepped on behind Kyle and slipped in Kyle didn't see him until the doors had closed. Kyle asked the man what floor he wanted. The man pointed to 12 and Kyle told him he was on his way to 12 too.
They rode up the 9 floors in silence. The doors opened and Kyle stepped out and hurried down the hall followed by the masked figure. Kyle let himself into his fathers office and grabbed the camera from the desk and ran back out. However as soon as he hit the hallway the Grim Reaper was blocking his way and in his hand he help a rag soaked in ether. Kyle ran right into the rag and the man pressed it over his nose and mouth hard. Before Kyle knew what was happening he was out cold.
Kyle awoke just a few minutes later to smelling salts being waived under his nose. He woke up and was slightly disoriented for a moment until he realized he was in his dad's office. But his arms and legs were bound to a chair and in his mouth was something odd. Rubber and round like a super ball. He caught his reflection in the mirror on the wall and realized it was a ball gag. What was going on?
The Grim Reaper stood over him. He was holding his mask in his had. Kyle looked into the face of a man who looked vaguely familiar but he wasn't sure how he knew him. The man was Caucasin and had jet black hair that was cut in a buzz cut. Kyle guessed him to be in his mid 30's. Kyle tried to speak but the ball gag muffled his speech. He looked up at the man pleading asking why with his eyes.
The man just looked at him and said, "It will all be explained once your father arrives." Kyle struggled against his bonds much like Superman would have but it was to no avail. He was bound tight. It was at this moment the office door opened and in walked Jeff. He saw his son bound and gag to the chair. His young lean muscles bulging in his tight body suit. His package about to burst free at any moment and God forgive him he felt a stirring in his groin. But, he quickly composed himself as he ran to his son. He was about to remove the gag when from behind he heard a familiar voice say, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Jeff."
Jeff turned quickly and looked into the face of Stephen Dugan. He had a gun aimed at him. Jeff stood straight up and raised his hands in surrender saying, "Stephen, what's going on?"
Stephen spoke, "So you do remember me then."
"Of course I do. I was your attorney."
"Do you remember your promise to me when I was arrested for embezzlement? You promised that you would keep me out of prison. Do you remember that, Jeff?"
"Yes, of course I remember. But, it was beyond my control. The prosecution had a surprise witness and the trial turned just like that. I really am sorry.", said Jeff stepping closer to the gunman.
"Stop right there! Not another step closer.", Stephen waived the gun at Jeff. "Do you have any idea what happened to me in prison? I was not kept out of the general population. I was thrown in. My cell mate was a large black man who went by the name D. He raped me my first night in the cell. He told me that I was now his bitch and would do as he said if I knew what was good for me. From that point on I was never allowed to wear clothes when we were in our cell. He fucked me up the ass me every day. Sometimes making me sit on his huge cock and ride him for hours so he wouldn't have to do any of the work. I had to sleep in bed with him under the covers and suck him off every night. Sometimes he would cum down my throat 2 and 3 times a night. His dick was massive. Wide as a soda can and nearly 13 inches long. Sometimes I thought I'd pass out from lack of air. The prisoners in the others cells could see what was going on and they would just laugh and cheer as he sexually humiliated and used me. Sometimes the guards would stop and watch. Sometimes they would even get in on the act forcing me to press my exposed ass up to the bars so the could fuck me to. No one ever tried to help me."
Kyle struggled against his bonds as he and his father listened to Stephen depraved tale. He felt if he could break free he could rush the gunman and save the day.
Lost in his own memories Stephen kept talking,"D would do things just to humiliate me. He would make me crawl across our dirty cell floor completely naked and beg to suck his fat black dick. One day in the cafeteria I accidentally spilt his milk. He took down my pants and actually spanked me right there. Made me get over his lap. He even took down my briefs so that my backside was bared to everyone. A crowd of prisoners & guards alike gathered around us and watched as he spanked my ass bright red. I kicked my legs, I cried, I begged for mercy but he just kept spanking me until he had had his fill. He would even trade my body for things like a pack of smokes. He would let a fellow inmate fuck me in trade for a lousy pack of cigarettes." Then he just stopped speaking.
Jeff spoke, "I'm sorry, Stephen, really. I had no idea. But, I had nothing to do with that. I would never have allowed you to endure that had I known."
Snapped back to reality by the sound of Jeff's voice Stephen snarled, "But, it did happen and now your gonna feel some of the humiliation that I experienced. And to add to your humiliation your son is gonna help."
Kyle looked up at Jeff and Jeff down at Kyle. Jeff spoke, "Just what do you mean?" I mean your gonna expose yourself to me and your son the way I was forced to expose myself then your son's gonna satisfy himself sexually using your body so you can experience the degradation I had to.
At this point both Hyatt men were conflicted. On one hand this was a crazy individual and they were in great danger but at the same time here was another chance to explore one another sexually.
Stephen ordered Jeff to stand in front of Kyle and then he himself stood behind the bound teen. "Okay, Jeff, show us what you have. Remove that toga."
Jeff looked from Stephen to Kyle. Wordlessly he told his son it would be okay. He then pulled the toga up over his head and threw it to the ground. He now stood there in just his lace up sandals and purple and white polka dot bikini briefs.
Stephen laughed out loud and sarcastically said, "Sexy. Now spin around and show us that ass."
Jeff did as he was told exposing his own fat bubble butt to Stephen and his son. Stephen let out a loud whistle and said, "Damn!!!! I remember you having a big lard ass but it is even bigger than I recall. And the way it pours out of those slutty little briefs. Whew!!!" Much to his horror Kyle's cock began to grow and in in the Lycra body suit with his hands bound there was no hiding it. Stephen noticed this and comment, "Looks like your boy in enjoying the show." Kyle and Jeff both blushed as Stephen asked, "You like daddy's fat ass, boy?" embarrassed but mesmerized by his father's too large butt Kyle just gave a slow nod to say yes.
This was met by a roar of laughter from Stephen. "Well then get closer Jeff and show it to your boy."
Jeff took two steps back so that his ass was less than an inch from his son's face. Jeff could hear his sons breathing start to quicken and feel his hot breath graze his ample rear from around the ball gag. He knew Kyle must be as excited as he was even in this dangerous situation.
"Bend over!", snapped Stephen. "shove that fat ass out good and far. Stick it right in your son's face." Then to Kyle he said, "Get a good look at your daddy's lard ass in those tight slutty little undies." And then once more speaking to Jeff he said, "You like showing that big butt off in those trashy little briefs don't you?"
Jeff didn't answer he just hung his head in shame and thrust his enormous booty into his son's face. He felt aroused and ridiculous at the same time. Here he stood wearing nothing but scant little briefs and the lace up sandals from his costume as he was ordered to show off his voluptuous ass to his son.
"Reach back, Jeff, Play with that fat ass for your son. Feel it up good."
Reaching back slowly Jeff did what he knew he had to do. He ran his hands along his ample bottom and began feeling himself up just inches from his son's eager face. Kyle was bound tightly otherwise he would have been all over his father's ass by now worshiping and kissing it. "now slowly remove your 'panties', Jeff. Give your son a little strip tease."
Obeying, Jeff began swaying his hips from side to side as he did his large posterior jiggle and swayed back and forth as well. He slowly started to lower the briefs and then quickly pull then back up in an attempt to tease, as he had been instructed. He continued swaying and dancing to some unheard tune. His over sized butt shaking and bouncing up and down lewdly in his boy's face. He then hooked his thumbs into the tiny waistband of the minuscule bikini and bending slowly at the waist without bending his knees lowered the briefs to his ankles and stepped from them slowly.
Stephen laughed, "That's it. Now you see some of the humiliation that I was forced to endure. Now turn around!"
Jeff turned around and his cock was now exposed to Kyle and Stephen. Jeff's 8" cock was fully erect. He didn't want Stephen to see him like this but he couldn't help it exposing himself to Kyle and seeing Kyle all bound and gagged like that had really stirred something in him.
"You fucking pervert!", snapped Stephen. "Your getting off on this aren't you?" He then looked at Kyle's throbbing 9" erection inside it's tight Lycra prison. "Your both fucking perverts! Okay then lets have some fun. Jeff, get on your hands and knees and crawl across the room to your son's cock. And stick that plump rump high in the air."
Getting on his hands and knees Jeff began the degrading task of crawling on his hands and knees around the room. He felt like and animal. His throbbing boner bounced up and down against his hard tight stomach as he crawled. His ass was aimed skyward and his ass spread so that his ass puckered was exposed. the humiliation was great but his state of arousal greater. He reached Kyle's lap. Kyle still tried to undo his bonds but it was pointless.
With a sneer Stephen looked down at Jeff and said. "Now work your boy's cock through his costume using only your mouth. Jeff took a long pause looking up at Kyle. Kyle looked down at his father. Their eyes met and locked. Kyle wanted to scream out, 'Yes, suck my cock dad.!' but the ball gag prevented to so he simply gave a small nod and a smoldering look with his eyes telling his father it was just what he wanted.
Jeff began licking the length of his son's member. Then he would nibble along the shaft softly and playfully. It was hard to do much more using only his mouth and due to the fact that Kyle's cock was encased in the Lycra of his costume. But it still felt good to Kyle as he threw back his head and moan softly through his gag in ecstasy. Kyle's package was now drenched in his father's saliva. Drool dripped from Jeff's chin as he serviced his son as best he could.
Stephen began to speak once more. Once again he was lost in his memories as he said, "D used to love to force feed me his ass. Some times he'd just sit on my face with all his weight and feed me that dark pucker. Sometimes he'd tie me down to the bed so I couldn't move. And then other times he would have his buddies take turns holding me down and they would all take turns forcing me to eat their asses. One day I was made to service 21 black asses at one time. As soon as one guy decided he was done another climbed on my face making me eat him out. It went on for hours. There were points where I thought I'd pass out from lack of air but still I had to do as I was told. Other prisoners watching. Guards ignored my humiliation." As he spoke Stephen rubbed at his crotch, which even through the robe of his costume was obviously hard. As much as he talked about how awful this all was it was becoming quit clear that there was a part of him that got off on the humiliation and degradation he had endured.
Once again something snapped him back from his memories and he looked down at Kyle, who was still being serviced by Jeff, and said, "Okay, Superman, now it's your turn to force feed your own fat ass to dear old dad." With that he pushed Jeff off of Kyle's cock and ordered him to untie and remove the gag from Kyle. Jeff did as instructed as Stephen held the gun on both men. Then he ordered Kyle to remove his costume.
Kyle removed the cape and blue Lycra body suit. Peeling the suit down over his own ample bottom. Underneath Kyle were a bright red g-string so as to avoid a pantie line under his costume. Stephen laughed hard at seeing this and said, "Like father, like son." Kyle's cock was hard and popping out the front of his tiny string. He stood before his father and Stephen in just his tiny red g-string and matching red boots of his costume. Stephen circled around the teen and grabbed a handful of his ample ass saying,"Damn that ass is even bigger than daddy's. Why don't you remove you nasty little string and feed daddy some of that lard ass, boy?"
Kyle looked at his father as if to ask for permission. Jeff whispered, "Do as he says." Kyle pulled the thin string of his butt floss from between his mountains of ass and pulled it down over his boots tossing it aside. Now father and son stood side by side naked except for their shoes. Jeff in his lace up sandals and Kyle in his shiny red boots.
Stephen ordered Jeff to lie on the floor on his back. Then to Kyle he said, "Now sit on his face and make him eat your hole good. Spread those fat ass cheeks good and wide and really sit on is face hard. Show him no mercy."
This nasty talk had father and son both aroused beyond belief. Kyle lowered himself onto his father's face and began grinding his tight anus into his father's mouth. Jeff's tongue was out and he was lapping at his son's puckered hole. Stephen was calling out, "Hard really grind your ass in there boy. Make your father eat you out good. Wrap that balloon like ass around his face."
Kyle started getting into it. He began bouncing up and down on his father's tongue with wild abandon. He loved the way his mustache felt against his tender ass hole. His own fat erect dong bounced and slapped against his father's chest. Soon Kyle found himself lost in lust and yelling out shit like, "That's it dad eat my ass. Bury your fucking face between those fat cheeks."
Stephen just laughed at this as he groped he cock. By this point he had removed his rob and was openly feeling himself up through his jeans. Jeff was getting into things as well reaching up and grabbing his son's big fleshy bottom and feeling him up as he was "forced" to eat ass.
Kyle could feel his father's tongue invade him and he like it. He liked it a lot so he pushed back harder really making his dad service him. Jeff was becoming light headed at the lack of oxygen but didn't want this to end. He kept rimming Kyle like a champ. Then without warning it all stopped as Stephen pulled Kyle up off his father saying I think it's time for daddy's next level of punishment. He then pushed Kyle aside and dragged Jeff, who was still gasping for air, to his feet and pushed him face down over his desk so that his ass was aimed skyward.
Stephen then undid his own belt and pulled it from the loops quickly. The belt made SWOOOSH sound as it cut threw the air. He held the belt out to Kyle saying, "It's time for daddy's spanking."
Kyle had been forced to spank his father once before at the hands of a sadistic police officer who had pulled Jeff over for speeding. The whole situation had been quit erotic and Kyle was looking forward to the opportunity to do it again. Kyle positioned himself behind Jeff. He pulled his arm back quickly to build momentum and then he brought it down hard on his father's over stuffed ass cushions. CRACK!!!
The leather of the belt cut into Jeff's flesh bottom. Jeff yells out and pitched forward. His ample booty jiggled at the assault. Though he knew it was wrong this whole scenario was turning Kyle on more than he had remembered. He was enjoying having the tables turned and being the one to administer punishment to his father. And the way his ass bounced and jiggled was a huge turn on to the teen. He pulled back and brought the belt down again. Jeff let out a loud "YYYEEEOOWWW!!!!" Fortunately everyone was 9 floor below then so no one heard he call out.
Stephen now had his left hand down his pants fondling himself as he held the gun in his right. Kyle was also getting into disciplining his dad. He started bringing the belt down harder and faster on Jeff's large muscular glutes.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The belt flew through the air and came down hard on Jeff's well rounded bottom. Jeff was yelling out in a combination of pain and pleasure. He threw his head back as he cried out for mercy begging his son to stop. While at the same time Stephen let him know that if he did it would be Kyle who got spanked next. Not wanting this Kyle kept assaulting his pleading father's ass cakes. Not only that but Kyle was enjoying the power he had over his father at this point. And the way his ass moved was magnificent.
Stephen knew that sooner or later Jeff would break and would not let Kyle let up until he did. Then it happened. Jeff began to whimper and soon his whimpers turned into full blown tears. His ass was glowing red and he was crying openly like a baby from the pain the spanking was inflicting on his soft tender ass flesh.
This was enough for Stephen who ordered Kyle to stop the assault on his father's huge hiney. Kyle stopped and Stephen walked around the desk shoving his face in Jeff's and saying, "Humiliating isn't it? Well imagine dealing with this sort of this sort of things every day for 7 long years." Then without skipping a beat he barked out, "Now get on the floor on your hand sand knees like a dog."
Jeff wiped the tears from his eyes and got down on all fours. Then to Kyle Stephen said, "Now fuck him, dry!!"
Jeff looked up at Stephen, his face stained with tears, "Please, no. My ass is on fire from the spanking. I won't be able to take it. The pain will be too much."
With a laugh and a sneer all Stephen said was, "Tough!" He then waived the gun in Kyle's direction encouraging him to get the fucking started.
Kyle could see his father was in real pain. Yet surprisingly his erection never wavered. Kyle got behind his father froggy style and aimed at his winking hole. As he entered his father Jeff screamed out. Kyle bent down and whispered, "Sorry", in his father's ear. Much to Kyle's surprise Jeff looked back over his shoulder, smiled through the tears and said, "It's okay son. Fuck me. Fuck me hard." At that point Kyle realized that his dad was getting off on this as much as he was. That though aroused him more than any other and he determined he would fuck his father better than he ever had before.
Kyle didn't start slow he started full force thrusting his cock deep into Jeff. Jeff was screaming out as Kyle's pelvis made contact with his well spanked bottom. He could feel Kyle's cock flexing in him. Kyle would slam his meat all the way in then pull it all the way out and then quickly slam it all the way in again. Jeff was screaming out with lust as his son rammed him hard.
By this point Stephen had pulled his raging hard on out through the zipper of his jeans and was stroking his 6.5" member over Kyle and Jeff yelling out things like, "That's it fuck his fat ass boy. Fuck your daddy good and hard." And Kyle did.
At one point Kyle looked down and caught a glimpse of his bright red boots and his father's glowing red ass and thought how closely they matched. This spurred him on and he rammed Jeff harder. Jeff was screaming out. Pain, pleasure & humiliation mingled in a wonderfully delightful combination. Stephen continued stroking his cock until he erupted. His warm man juices spilling out and saturating Jeff's back as Kyle fucked him.
Next it was Kyle's turn. He kept banging Jeff's over sized ass melons as his own seed came forth filling his father's bowls with an inviting warmth. Kyle yelled out in pleasure and kept ramming Jeff who was not able to stop his own flow of jizz from spilling out onto the carpet of his office floor. He was still screaming out as Kyle exited his now gaping hole.
Stephen tucked his now shrinking dick back into his jeans as he ordered Kyle and Jeff to stand back to back. Stephen's load was running down Jeff's back and down over his ass. Jeff and his son now stood back to back. Their larger than life rumps grinding into one another. Stephen's sticky seed squishing between their acres of ass. Stephen then proceeded to tie them tightly back to back. Once he was sure they were secure he laid the duo on their sides on the floor. He reinserted the ball gag in Kyle's mouth and pulled another from the pocket of his Grim Reaper robe and secured it firmly in Jeff's mouth. He then made his way for the door. Before leaving he turned and looked back and Jeff saying, "Maybe next time you'll do your job a little bit better and not make promises you can't keep." Then he was gone.
Kyle and Jeff spent the next 12 hours like this. They would struggle and wiggle trying to free themselves. Each man could feels the others massive ass jiggle as he struggled and each man spent the night incredibly aroused much to his surprise.
It wasn't until the next morning when Jeff's assistant, Jason, showed up to place the mail on Jeff's desk that the father and son were discovered. Jason who it just so happened was gay took note that both men were completely hard and that Kyle was a full inch larger than his sexy father. The sight of the two muscular large rumped studs bound, gagged and naked with the exception of their boots & sandals caused a stirring in the young asistants loins. He took great time in untying them, enjoying the show he was seeing. He took note of the dried cum on them and even took the opportunity to grope both men's ample back sides as he untied them.
When both men were untied Jason asked what had happened. Jeff spoke before Kyle could, saying that they were assaulted by an unknown masked man. He felt bad for what Stephen had endured in prison and felt that now that he had his revenge that would be the last they would see of the man. Plus though he would never admit it he had enjoyed this latest encounter with his son.
Kyle needed no explanation. He knew exactly why his father had done what he had done so he backed up his story. He too had enjoyed the night he and his father had gone through. Of course neither man would ever admit it and it would not be discussed. But still they both knew that this memory would be another reason to love Halloween all the more.
The End
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Kyle & His Father: The Convenience Store Part 4
by BubbleButtLuvr
Attorney Jeff Hyatt & his 19 year old son Kyle were on their way from a charity affair that his law firm was sponsoring. It had been a black tie affair so both men were dressed to the nines in matching tuxedos. It was going on 2 AM as they drove along the highway. Jeff looked at the digital gas gauge which was on the last bar and blinking. He knew he'd need gas before heading into the city tomorrow morning and that after such a late night he would be dragging tail in the morning so he opted to stop tonight.
Kyle on the other hand had no plans for the following day and at 19 had energy to spare. While Jeff just wanted to collapse in bed Kyle was planning on grabbing some snacks from the gas station convenience store and finding a good movie on cable.
Jeff pulled off at their exit and stopped at the first gas station he saw. Both men got out of the car. There was a note over the credit card reading saying, 'CARD READER DOWN. PLEASE COME IN TO PREPAY'. Father & son made their way into the store looking dapper in their tuxedos. Jeff looked over at his son and beamed with pride. He had raised a fine young man largely on his own after his wife pasted away.
Kyle was the spitting image of Jeff at 19. Same brown hair, same blue eyes, same chiseled jaw, same tight lean body. Of course now that Jeff was 42 his brown hair was now sprinkled with gray at the temples and he now sported a mustache. And though Jeff was still in great shape he had much more of a thick body builders build from working out 3 days a week at the gym as opposed to his son's swimmers build.
But one thing both men still had in common was the Hyatt ass. All the men in the Hyatt family have always had full round juicy backsides. Asses so meaty that they bounced with each footfall. But, neither man minded. Their over inflated bottoms always got them extra attention, which they loved.
They entered the store and Jeff made his way to the cashier to prepay as Kyle made his way to the cooler looking for something to drink. There was one other customer lingering by the coffee machine and the clerk was behind the register.
Kyle scanned the cooler for a drink when out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw some movement in a reflection in the cooler. Kyle turned quickly and noticed that off to the right of the cash wrap was a door that led to a back room of some kind. It appeared as if it had been closed hastily and left slightly ajar. The door was open about a foot or two and Kyle could see into the back room, which appeared to be an office. There was a man in the doorway trying to get Kyle's attention.
The man was bound to an office style chair with wheels on it and gagged. Not only that but he was completely naked. Kyle's jaw dropped open as he took in the sight. Kyle guessed the man to be between 20 & 24. He was blonde and lean. And he had the biggest set of nuts Kyle had ever seen. They were shaved completely smooth and actually hanging off the end of the chair. Not only that but his cock, which was flaccid, was the thickest he had ever seen. The blonde man was frantically nodding his head in the direction of the cash register, his eyes wide with fear.
It only took Kyle a second to register what was going on. The man tied up in the back must be the real clerk and the man behind the register must be robbing the place. Abandoning his plan to get a drink and some snacks Kyle hurried to the register saying, "Are you about ready, dad?"
Jeff had just finished paying and was slipping his wallet back into his jacket pocket, "I thought you wanted some snacks and a drink."
"I changed my mind. Let's get going.", said Kyle, nervousness in his voice.
The man behind the register looked over at the man by the coffee and said, "Lock the doors, Marty. I think the kids onto us."
"Sure thing Dave.", said Marty as he made his way to the door.
Confused Jeff looked from Marty to Dave and asked, "What's going on here?!"
By this time Marty & Dave had pulled out their guns and were waiving them at the father & son. Dave spoke "We're robbing the place. Looks like you showed up at the wrong time." Aiming the gun at Kyle and Jeff he the said, "Move back here by the office."
Kyle and Jeff raised their hands in surrender and moved around the side of the cash wrap where the office door stood slightly ajar. Dave kicked the door open with his foot revealing the real clerk who was stripped and bound in the tiny office. To Marty Dave said,"Look around the office for some rope to tie these two up with." Then to Kyle and Jeff he said, "Strip!"
"Strip?", asked Jeff. "Are you serious?"
Dave aimed the gun at Jeff and said, "Whadda you think? Now strip."
Kyle looked at his father, fear in his eyes. "Dad?"
"Do as they say son.", instructed Jeff.
Kyle & Jeff began to remove their tuxedos as the two gunmen & the bound clerk watched. They were standing with their backs to the office door so that their backs were facing the clerk. Bow ties were removed, tuxedo shirts removed, shoes kicked off & pants schucked until father & son stood before the three strangers in in just the black nylon socks which were held up by black sock garters and their underwear. Today father & son were wearing matching black nylon/lycra thongs. Their enormous bottoms spilling out the back lewdly and eye level with the restrained clerks face.
"What the fuck are they wearin'?!", blurted out Marty.
"I'm not sure but whatever it is the clerk sure likes it.", smirked Dave as he waved his head in the direction of the blonde twink.
The clerk, who's name was Devon, was now sporting a hard on. His cock was growing by the second and aiming skyward as he took in the sight of father & son in their sexy little thongs. The whole situation had him horrified but he couldn't help it, these two men had him so horny seeing their big ass he forgot all about his predicament. All he could think about was forcing his fat prick deep inside this hot father & son duo.
"Holy shit!", exclaimed Marty. "The clerk's cock. I thought it was big soft but fuck, now it looks like an elephants dick."
To Jeff & Kyle Dave said, "Let's see what has the kid so worked up. Turn around & show us those asses men."
Without skipping a beat & knowing they had no choice both men turned to show their thong clad booties to the criminals. Their fat ass curving seductively. The thin straps of the thongs buried deep between tons of ass flesh.
Dave & Marty just stared unable to speak. Marty broke the silence and said. "Shit Dave, their wearin' thongs & look at the size of their asses. Their massive."
Then Dave got a nasty gleam in his eye. "The clerk here seems to like what he sees. I say we have a little fun." Circling around to face Jeff & Kyle he waived the gun in their faces & said, "I want you both to get on your knees & suck the kids dick. 'Dad' you suck it while your son works his big nuts." Then Dave grabbed the chair that the clerk was tied to & wheeled it out into the store saying, "Let's get the show started out here. That office is way to cramped.
Without a word both Hyatt men approached the clerk and dropped to their knees. Kyle looked deep into his father's eyes almost as if he were asking for permission. Jeff gave it by saying, "It's okay son, do it. Work his nuts."
Wordlessly Kyle started licking the young man's large smooth nuts. Devon moaned through his gag. Jeff started by licking the head of the kid's massive mushroom tip. It would take work to get it in his mouth. Jeff started by working the head in slowly and flicking his tongue across the piss slit.
Meanwhile Kyle was pulling on Devon's enormous ball sack and teasing it with his tongue. Jeff was working more & more of the economy sized prick down his hot throat. His own saliva running down the shaft and dripping on the kids nuts. Kyle continued sucking the young man's balls, his own saliva mingling with his father's as he lapped at it like a hungry beast.
Kyle started licking up the shaft. Jeff stopped sucking and started licking the shaft as well. Father & son shared the oversized dong. They licked up and down meeting up at the head. Both flicked their tongues over the head. Devon leaned back and moaned a stifled moan.
As both men tongued the mushroom shaped head their tongues flicked one another. It didn't take long for Kyle & his father to lose themselves in each other again as they allowed their forbidden desires to take over. They soon forgot about Devon's dick as father & son got closer allowing their lips to lock and their tongues to dance inside one another's mouths. Father & son tasting of the forbidden fruit once more.
Dave, Marty & Devon just stared in disbelief as they watched the horny parent & child make out. Again it was Dave who broke the silence. "Okay, father & son wanna get nasty. Well, then let's have you men get good and nasty. Let's get those thongs off and you two out here in the middle of the floor."
Jeff and Kyle broke their kiss. It was as if they had forgotten they were not alone. Embarrassed that such a private moment had been so public they stood up and began to peel their tight little black thongs from between their mountains of ass flesh. Now both men stood there completely naked except for his socks & sock garters.
Both men were sporting major hardons. Jeff was a good 8" hard and his son a solid 9". A full inch larger than his old man. In most situations these would be considered large dicks but not today. Not against Devon's monster prick. He had over a foot of man meat and it was as thick as a beer can.
Aiming the gun at Kyle & Jeff Dave said, "Okay you guys are so into each other let's see you sixty-nine."
Again Kyle look at his father for approval. Jeff just gave a nod letting him know it was okay. Both men sank to the floor laying side by side. Father's prick in son's face & vice versa. They didn't waste a second as they started gobbling on one another's long hard dongs. They began building a rhythm. Right out in the open for the viewing pleasure of the two crooks & the helpless yet horny clerk they sucked dick so freely and loved every minute of the opportunity to taste one another's cocks again.
Jeff began ramming his cock down his son's throat. Jeff moaned through his dad's dick as he started to fuck his father's face back. Jeff began kneading his son's fat ass and working a finger deep between his cheeks. Kyle spread his legs attempting to give his father easy access to his ass hole. But, his big fleshy buns were so large it did little to help his father. Jeff managed to find his son's pucker and as both men continued to suck Jeff worked a finger into his son. He slowly started to finger bang his boy.
Devon was so worked up at this point that he was thrusting his pelvis into the air fucking nothing but wanting release. Marty was rubbing at his crotch through his jeans. It was Dave who spoke saying, "These two are huge perverts. He's fingering his son's ass. And I didn't even tell him too." Then to Jeff & Kyle he spoke, "Okay 'Dad' you like your boy's ass so much let's feed it to you. 'Son' you stand up and bend over the counter. Spread your legs nice & wide and 'Dad' you get in there and start eating out your son's man pussy."
Reluctantly father & son let one another's prick's fall from their mouths Kyle stood and bent over the counter spreading his legs wide. But still his meaty cheeks would not part. Jeff got on his knees and began licking his son's over inflated bottom. Kyle moaned. Jeff reached up and spread the teens big ass melons so that his tight pink eye winked out at him. Jeff began licking around the hole.
"That's it.", said Dave. 'Eat your boy's ass good."
Jeff let his son's ass envelop his face as he began to tongue fuck his boys rectum. Kyle was so over heated as his father's mustache tickled his hole that he pushed his big balloon butt back into his fathers face to get more of his tongue in him. Dave took note of this and said, "Yeah that's it boy make your daddy eat that big sweet ass. Pull his head in."
Without skipping a beat Kyle reached back and forced his father's face deeper between his meaty rump. "Eat it dad.", ordered Kyle. "Eat my fat ass out." Jeff started kneading his son's ass as he rimmed him. He felt his hot soft flesh between his finger. How he longed to enter his son and feel his meaty globes of ass flesh swallow his hard prick. He kept tonguing his son as Kyle force feed it to him.
Dave spoke again, "Okay, it's time for sonny boy to get banged." He grabbed Jeff by the hair and pulled his face from between Kyle's enormous backside and pushed him to the floor. Then pointing the gun at Kyle he said, "I want you to climb on top of that prick and ride it."
Kyle's eyes grew wide as he realized that Dave wanted him to ride Devon's dick. His cock was massive. Kyle had never had anything that size in him and he didn't think he could take it. "Please.", pleaded Kyle. "No, I can't take him. He's too big. He'll split me open."
Pointing the gun at Jeff Dave simply said, "Do it."
Fear flashed in Jeff's eyes and Kyle knew if he didn't do it Dave might shot his father so Kyle did as instructed. He climbed up on Devon's lap in the cowgirl position. Their eyes locked. Kyle whispered, "Please be gentle." Devon just nodded and muttered through his gag.
Dave ordered Jeff to come help Devon get his fat member inside Kyle. Jeff crawled over to his son & Devon on his hands & knees. Kyle was hoovering about Devon's schlong, his small tight anus visible, he spit on Devon's dick since there was no lube and he aimed it for Kyle's hole. Kyle leaned back as he began to take the clerk's prick dry. His head was enormous & Kyle screamed out in pain. He pulled up screaming, "I can't do it! I can't take him! He's too large!"
Talking to Jeff Dave said, "Get up there and talk him through it."
Jeff stood and starting whispering softly into his son's ear, "You can do it son. Take that dick for daddy. Show daddy what that fat ass can do."
This seemed to spur Kyle on, "You want me to take his big dick, dad."
"Yeah, do it son. Show me how you ride a cock."
Jeff reached down and aimed Devon's cock at Kyle's ass hole and Kyle lowered himself screaming out, "Oh, FUCK!!!!" but he kept lowering himself as Jeff continued to whisper words of encouragement in his ear. He then began to nuzzle his son's ear, licking the lobe in between words of encouragement.
Devon was moaning in ecstacy & Kyle was yelling out, his tight hole stretched beyond what he thought he could take. Once Devone's bone was fully buried deep in Kyle, Kyle began to ride the donkey dick. As he built up speed Devone started thrusting back forgetting his promise to be gentle. It felt too good to have Kyle's fat cheeks wrapped around his erect penis. He began slamming into him.
Kyle yelled that it was too much and tried to pull off. But Dave ordered Jeff to make him take it. As Kyle tried to pull up and off the clerk's cock his father pushed down on his shoulders saying, "No son. Take it. You can take it."
Devon slammed into Kyle as Jeff held him in place. Kyle yelled out loudly. A mixture of pain & pleasure. Then Dave waved his gun at Jeff & said, "Now you enter him too."
Bucking against the onslaught of cock Kyle yelled out, "NNNNOOOOOOO!!!!!! I can't take them both."
But Kyle wasn't given a choice as his father came up behind him and forced his own stiff cock up inside with Devon's. Kyle was yelling out as Jeff held him in place. Jeff & Devon got a rhythm going as they fucked Kyle simultaneously. Jeff's own big meaty rump bounced as he slammed into his son. The whole time Jeff whispered in Kyle's ear words of encouragement. This seemed to calm Kyle down a bit.
As time went on Kyle's ass hole became numb and the pain he had felt earlier was gone. Jeff Pulled his son's head back and began kissing him as he and the clerk banged his big caboose. Kyle's own big buttocks jiggled and bounced as it was invaded. As father & son kissed Kyle felt it coming. He knew he would explode at any moment. Without even touching himself his 9" prick erupted. Shooting all over Devon, coating his face and hair.
This was enough to cause Devon to explode himself filling Kyle's ass with his hot seed. Devon moaned through his gag. His cum pouring out of Kyle's ass hole as Jeff continued to bang his son using the cum as lube. It was only a matter of seconds before Jeff felt his ball sack tighten and his own jizz came bursting free mingling with the sperm of Devon inside his son's anus.
Spent, Kyle rose off his father & Devon's dick's . He turned to see that the three of them were alone. The cash register was open and empty. Dave & Marty were gone. Later they would discover that the surveillance tape had been taken as well. Kyle & Jeff untied Devon and the three composed themselves.
The police were called. Devon, Jeff & Kyle all agreed that they would hold back the details of their sexual encounter from the police. They all knew that the odds of finding the gunman were slim to none. And though each man would never admit to to one another the whole experience, though frightening at times left them each very satisfied sexually. And once again father & son had been given the chance to enjoy one another sexually. But once again they wouldn't discuss this afterward.
The End
Attorney Jeff Hyatt & his 19 year old son Kyle were on their way from a charity affair that his law firm was sponsoring. It had been a black tie affair so both men were dressed to the nines in matching tuxedos. It was going on 2 AM as they drove along the highway. Jeff looked at the digital gas gauge which was on the last bar and blinking. He knew he'd need gas before heading into the city tomorrow morning and that after such a late night he would be dragging tail in the morning so he opted to stop tonight.
Kyle on the other hand had no plans for the following day and at 19 had energy to spare. While Jeff just wanted to collapse in bed Kyle was planning on grabbing some snacks from the gas station convenience store and finding a good movie on cable.
Jeff pulled off at their exit and stopped at the first gas station he saw. Both men got out of the car. There was a note over the credit card reading saying, 'CARD READER DOWN. PLEASE COME IN TO PREPAY'. Father & son made their way into the store looking dapper in their tuxedos. Jeff looked over at his son and beamed with pride. He had raised a fine young man largely on his own after his wife pasted away.
Kyle was the spitting image of Jeff at 19. Same brown hair, same blue eyes, same chiseled jaw, same tight lean body. Of course now that Jeff was 42 his brown hair was now sprinkled with gray at the temples and he now sported a mustache. And though Jeff was still in great shape he had much more of a thick body builders build from working out 3 days a week at the gym as opposed to his son's swimmers build.
But one thing both men still had in common was the Hyatt ass. All the men in the Hyatt family have always had full round juicy backsides. Asses so meaty that they bounced with each footfall. But, neither man minded. Their over inflated bottoms always got them extra attention, which they loved.
They entered the store and Jeff made his way to the cashier to prepay as Kyle made his way to the cooler looking for something to drink. There was one other customer lingering by the coffee machine and the clerk was behind the register.
Kyle scanned the cooler for a drink when out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw some movement in a reflection in the cooler. Kyle turned quickly and noticed that off to the right of the cash wrap was a door that led to a back room of some kind. It appeared as if it had been closed hastily and left slightly ajar. The door was open about a foot or two and Kyle could see into the back room, which appeared to be an office. There was a man in the doorway trying to get Kyle's attention.
The man was bound to an office style chair with wheels on it and gagged. Not only that but he was completely naked. Kyle's jaw dropped open as he took in the sight. Kyle guessed the man to be between 20 & 24. He was blonde and lean. And he had the biggest set of nuts Kyle had ever seen. They were shaved completely smooth and actually hanging off the end of the chair. Not only that but his cock, which was flaccid, was the thickest he had ever seen. The blonde man was frantically nodding his head in the direction of the cash register, his eyes wide with fear.
It only took Kyle a second to register what was going on. The man tied up in the back must be the real clerk and the man behind the register must be robbing the place. Abandoning his plan to get a drink and some snacks Kyle hurried to the register saying, "Are you about ready, dad?"
Jeff had just finished paying and was slipping his wallet back into his jacket pocket, "I thought you wanted some snacks and a drink."
"I changed my mind. Let's get going.", said Kyle, nervousness in his voice.
The man behind the register looked over at the man by the coffee and said, "Lock the doors, Marty. I think the kids onto us."
"Sure thing Dave.", said Marty as he made his way to the door.
Confused Jeff looked from Marty to Dave and asked, "What's going on here?!"
By this time Marty & Dave had pulled out their guns and were waiving them at the father & son. Dave spoke "We're robbing the place. Looks like you showed up at the wrong time." Aiming the gun at Kyle and Jeff he the said, "Move back here by the office."
Kyle and Jeff raised their hands in surrender and moved around the side of the cash wrap where the office door stood slightly ajar. Dave kicked the door open with his foot revealing the real clerk who was stripped and bound in the tiny office. To Marty Dave said,"Look around the office for some rope to tie these two up with." Then to Kyle and Jeff he said, "Strip!"
"Strip?", asked Jeff. "Are you serious?"
Dave aimed the gun at Jeff and said, "Whadda you think? Now strip."
Kyle looked at his father, fear in his eyes. "Dad?"
"Do as they say son.", instructed Jeff.
Kyle & Jeff began to remove their tuxedos as the two gunmen & the bound clerk watched. They were standing with their backs to the office door so that their backs were facing the clerk. Bow ties were removed, tuxedo shirts removed, shoes kicked off & pants schucked until father & son stood before the three strangers in in just the black nylon socks which were held up by black sock garters and their underwear. Today father & son were wearing matching black nylon/lycra thongs. Their enormous bottoms spilling out the back lewdly and eye level with the restrained clerks face.
"What the fuck are they wearin'?!", blurted out Marty.
"I'm not sure but whatever it is the clerk sure likes it.", smirked Dave as he waved his head in the direction of the blonde twink.
The clerk, who's name was Devon, was now sporting a hard on. His cock was growing by the second and aiming skyward as he took in the sight of father & son in their sexy little thongs. The whole situation had him horrified but he couldn't help it, these two men had him so horny seeing their big ass he forgot all about his predicament. All he could think about was forcing his fat prick deep inside this hot father & son duo.
"Holy shit!", exclaimed Marty. "The clerk's cock. I thought it was big soft but fuck, now it looks like an elephants dick."
To Jeff & Kyle Dave said, "Let's see what has the kid so worked up. Turn around & show us those asses men."
Without skipping a beat & knowing they had no choice both men turned to show their thong clad booties to the criminals. Their fat ass curving seductively. The thin straps of the thongs buried deep between tons of ass flesh.
Dave & Marty just stared unable to speak. Marty broke the silence and said. "Shit Dave, their wearin' thongs & look at the size of their asses. Their massive."
Then Dave got a nasty gleam in his eye. "The clerk here seems to like what he sees. I say we have a little fun." Circling around to face Jeff & Kyle he waived the gun in their faces & said, "I want you both to get on your knees & suck the kids dick. 'Dad' you suck it while your son works his big nuts." Then Dave grabbed the chair that the clerk was tied to & wheeled it out into the store saying, "Let's get the show started out here. That office is way to cramped.
Without a word both Hyatt men approached the clerk and dropped to their knees. Kyle looked deep into his father's eyes almost as if he were asking for permission. Jeff gave it by saying, "It's okay son, do it. Work his nuts."
Wordlessly Kyle started licking the young man's large smooth nuts. Devon moaned through his gag. Jeff started by licking the head of the kid's massive mushroom tip. It would take work to get it in his mouth. Jeff started by working the head in slowly and flicking his tongue across the piss slit.
Meanwhile Kyle was pulling on Devon's enormous ball sack and teasing it with his tongue. Jeff was working more & more of the economy sized prick down his hot throat. His own saliva running down the shaft and dripping on the kids nuts. Kyle continued sucking the young man's balls, his own saliva mingling with his father's as he lapped at it like a hungry beast.
Kyle started licking up the shaft. Jeff stopped sucking and started licking the shaft as well. Father & son shared the oversized dong. They licked up and down meeting up at the head. Both flicked their tongues over the head. Devon leaned back and moaned a stifled moan.
As both men tongued the mushroom shaped head their tongues flicked one another. It didn't take long for Kyle & his father to lose themselves in each other again as they allowed their forbidden desires to take over. They soon forgot about Devon's dick as father & son got closer allowing their lips to lock and their tongues to dance inside one another's mouths. Father & son tasting of the forbidden fruit once more.
Dave, Marty & Devon just stared in disbelief as they watched the horny parent & child make out. Again it was Dave who broke the silence. "Okay, father & son wanna get nasty. Well, then let's have you men get good and nasty. Let's get those thongs off and you two out here in the middle of the floor."
Jeff and Kyle broke their kiss. It was as if they had forgotten they were not alone. Embarrassed that such a private moment had been so public they stood up and began to peel their tight little black thongs from between their mountains of ass flesh. Now both men stood there completely naked except for his socks & sock garters.
Both men were sporting major hardons. Jeff was a good 8" hard and his son a solid 9". A full inch larger than his old man. In most situations these would be considered large dicks but not today. Not against Devon's monster prick. He had over a foot of man meat and it was as thick as a beer can.
Aiming the gun at Kyle & Jeff Dave said, "Okay you guys are so into each other let's see you sixty-nine."
Again Kyle look at his father for approval. Jeff just gave a nod letting him know it was okay. Both men sank to the floor laying side by side. Father's prick in son's face & vice versa. They didn't waste a second as they started gobbling on one another's long hard dongs. They began building a rhythm. Right out in the open for the viewing pleasure of the two crooks & the helpless yet horny clerk they sucked dick so freely and loved every minute of the opportunity to taste one another's cocks again.
Jeff began ramming his cock down his son's throat. Jeff moaned through his dad's dick as he started to fuck his father's face back. Jeff began kneading his son's fat ass and working a finger deep between his cheeks. Kyle spread his legs attempting to give his father easy access to his ass hole. But, his big fleshy buns were so large it did little to help his father. Jeff managed to find his son's pucker and as both men continued to suck Jeff worked a finger into his son. He slowly started to finger bang his boy.
Devon was so worked up at this point that he was thrusting his pelvis into the air fucking nothing but wanting release. Marty was rubbing at his crotch through his jeans. It was Dave who spoke saying, "These two are huge perverts. He's fingering his son's ass. And I didn't even tell him too." Then to Jeff & Kyle he spoke, "Okay 'Dad' you like your boy's ass so much let's feed it to you. 'Son' you stand up and bend over the counter. Spread your legs nice & wide and 'Dad' you get in there and start eating out your son's man pussy."
Reluctantly father & son let one another's prick's fall from their mouths Kyle stood and bent over the counter spreading his legs wide. But still his meaty cheeks would not part. Jeff got on his knees and began licking his son's over inflated bottom. Kyle moaned. Jeff reached up and spread the teens big ass melons so that his tight pink eye winked out at him. Jeff began licking around the hole.
"That's it.", said Dave. 'Eat your boy's ass good."
Jeff let his son's ass envelop his face as he began to tongue fuck his boys rectum. Kyle was so over heated as his father's mustache tickled his hole that he pushed his big balloon butt back into his fathers face to get more of his tongue in him. Dave took note of this and said, "Yeah that's it boy make your daddy eat that big sweet ass. Pull his head in."
Without skipping a beat Kyle reached back and forced his father's face deeper between his meaty rump. "Eat it dad.", ordered Kyle. "Eat my fat ass out." Jeff started kneading his son's ass as he rimmed him. He felt his hot soft flesh between his finger. How he longed to enter his son and feel his meaty globes of ass flesh swallow his hard prick. He kept tonguing his son as Kyle force feed it to him.
Dave spoke again, "Okay, it's time for sonny boy to get banged." He grabbed Jeff by the hair and pulled his face from between Kyle's enormous backside and pushed him to the floor. Then pointing the gun at Kyle he said, "I want you to climb on top of that prick and ride it."
Kyle's eyes grew wide as he realized that Dave wanted him to ride Devon's dick. His cock was massive. Kyle had never had anything that size in him and he didn't think he could take it. "Please.", pleaded Kyle. "No, I can't take him. He's too big. He'll split me open."
Pointing the gun at Jeff Dave simply said, "Do it."
Fear flashed in Jeff's eyes and Kyle knew if he didn't do it Dave might shot his father so Kyle did as instructed. He climbed up on Devon's lap in the cowgirl position. Their eyes locked. Kyle whispered, "Please be gentle." Devon just nodded and muttered through his gag.
Dave ordered Jeff to come help Devon get his fat member inside Kyle. Jeff crawled over to his son & Devon on his hands & knees. Kyle was hoovering about Devon's schlong, his small tight anus visible, he spit on Devon's dick since there was no lube and he aimed it for Kyle's hole. Kyle leaned back as he began to take the clerk's prick dry. His head was enormous & Kyle screamed out in pain. He pulled up screaming, "I can't do it! I can't take him! He's too large!"
Talking to Jeff Dave said, "Get up there and talk him through it."
Jeff stood and starting whispering softly into his son's ear, "You can do it son. Take that dick for daddy. Show daddy what that fat ass can do."
This seemed to spur Kyle on, "You want me to take his big dick, dad."
"Yeah, do it son. Show me how you ride a cock."
Jeff reached down and aimed Devon's cock at Kyle's ass hole and Kyle lowered himself screaming out, "Oh, FUCK!!!!" but he kept lowering himself as Jeff continued to whisper words of encouragement in his ear. He then began to nuzzle his son's ear, licking the lobe in between words of encouragement.
Devon was moaning in ecstacy & Kyle was yelling out, his tight hole stretched beyond what he thought he could take. Once Devone's bone was fully buried deep in Kyle, Kyle began to ride the donkey dick. As he built up speed Devone started thrusting back forgetting his promise to be gentle. It felt too good to have Kyle's fat cheeks wrapped around his erect penis. He began slamming into him.
Kyle yelled that it was too much and tried to pull off. But Dave ordered Jeff to make him take it. As Kyle tried to pull up and off the clerk's cock his father pushed down on his shoulders saying, "No son. Take it. You can take it."
Devon slammed into Kyle as Jeff held him in place. Kyle yelled out loudly. A mixture of pain & pleasure. Then Dave waved his gun at Jeff & said, "Now you enter him too."
Bucking against the onslaught of cock Kyle yelled out, "NNNNOOOOOOO!!!!!! I can't take them both."
But Kyle wasn't given a choice as his father came up behind him and forced his own stiff cock up inside with Devon's. Kyle was yelling out as Jeff held him in place. Jeff & Devon got a rhythm going as they fucked Kyle simultaneously. Jeff's own big meaty rump bounced as he slammed into his son. The whole time Jeff whispered in Kyle's ear words of encouragement. This seemed to calm Kyle down a bit.
As time went on Kyle's ass hole became numb and the pain he had felt earlier was gone. Jeff Pulled his son's head back and began kissing him as he and the clerk banged his big caboose. Kyle's own big buttocks jiggled and bounced as it was invaded. As father & son kissed Kyle felt it coming. He knew he would explode at any moment. Without even touching himself his 9" prick erupted. Shooting all over Devon, coating his face and hair.
This was enough to cause Devon to explode himself filling Kyle's ass with his hot seed. Devon moaned through his gag. His cum pouring out of Kyle's ass hole as Jeff continued to bang his son using the cum as lube. It was only a matter of seconds before Jeff felt his ball sack tighten and his own jizz came bursting free mingling with the sperm of Devon inside his son's anus.
Spent, Kyle rose off his father & Devon's dick's . He turned to see that the three of them were alone. The cash register was open and empty. Dave & Marty were gone. Later they would discover that the surveillance tape had been taken as well. Kyle & Jeff untied Devon and the three composed themselves.
The police were called. Devon, Jeff & Kyle all agreed that they would hold back the details of their sexual encounter from the police. They all knew that the odds of finding the gunman were slim to none. And though each man would never admit to to one another the whole experience, though frightening at times left them each very satisfied sexually. And once again father & son had been given the chance to enjoy one another sexually. But once again they wouldn't discuss this afterward.
The End
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Kyle And His Father, Part 3 - A Drive In The Country
by BubbleButtLuvr
It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon as Jeff Hyatt and his 19-year-old son Kyle drove through the country. Jeff loved to take these long drives in the country and get away from the city for a while. Since he had made partner at his law firm these trips were becoming scarcer. So he treasured them all that much more. Plus it was a good time for him to get together with his Son and just talk and catch up on things.
Jeff had raised Kyle alone these past ten years since his wife's death and he knew he'd be gone to college soon and would miss these times so he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be with his Boy. Kyle enjoyed these trips too. He truly enjoyed spending time with his Dad, something not many 19 year olds could say.
They drove along the back roads, driving a little faster than the speed limit, but after all they were back roads and not many people traveled them. It felt good to have the wind rushing all around them with the top down and the radio playing. So good in fact that at first neither Jeff nor Kyle heard the siren or saw the flashing lights behind them. Once Jeff saw this he pulled off to the side of the road. He could handle this.
The driver’s side door of the police car opened and out stepped the officer. He was 6'3" and solid with short blond hair and a deep tan. As he swaggered over to Jeff and Kyle his tight tan uniform strained against his chest and butt giving the appearance that his beautifully muscular body may rip free from his uniform at any moment.
"License and registration," stated the officer.
"Officer what seems to be the problem?" asked Jeff.
"Do you know the speed limit here?" asked the officer.
"35?"
"That’s correct. And how fast were you going?"
"40 or so," Jeff lied.
"I don't think so. Try 55," responded the officer sarcastically. "Now license and registration."
"Look Officer..." Jeff looked at the Officers badge. "Officer Marks I am truly sorry. I must have been so caught up in my conversation with my Son that I didn't realize. I assure you I don't break the law."
"That’s good, now license and registration," stated Officer Marks as he held out his hand. Jeff just sighed and reached in the glove box for his registration and pulled his license from his wallet. He handed them over to Officer Marks who took them. As he looked at the license and back at Jeff he asked, "Jeff Hyatt? Jeff Hyatt the attorney?"
Jeff was impressed that this young officer who couldn't have been any more than 24 had recognized him. He must be making a difference; his name was out there. He felt confident now that he'd beat the ticket. Now Jeff was smiling. "Yes, That’s right," he answered.
Officer Marks just shock his head, "That makes it even worse."
With that the smile disappeared from Jeff's face. "What do you mean worse?" asked Jeff. "You're an attorney. You should know the law--and with your son in the car. Don't you think you should set a better example?" again Officer Marks just shock his head.
For the first time Kyle spoke up, "Officer Marks, Sir. Really it was an accident my Father is normally a very careful driver and no one was hurt. I mean nothing happened. So couldn't you just give him a warning? Please tell us what to do to get out of this ticket." Jeff gave Kyle a look as if to say "shut up". What was he doing he was going to make things worse?
All of a sudden the Officer got an evil grin on his face." Listen Kid if I want your opinion I'll ask for it. I don't need any lip from you! All right! Outta the car! Now!"
Kyle looked at Jeff and whispered, "Sorry, Dad."
"Alright stand in front of the car with your hands on the hood," ordered Officer Marks. "Officer pleases. This is totally unnecessary," said Jeff.
"I'll say what’s necessary now hands on the hood legs spread wide. I have to make sure you men don't have any concealed weapons."
Each man did as he was told. Officer Marks began with Jeff. He started patting him down starting with his chest. He wrapped his big arms around Jeff and began to feel his barrel chest. And was that Jeff's imagination or did he pinch his nipple. The Officer then worked his way down Jeff's tight stomached and to his crotch where he spent more time than needed feeling up Jeff's huge 8" cock. He the worked his hands down the front of the thighs to the calves and up the back of the thighs. He stopped at Jeff's big beefy manly ass and caressed that for a while then worked his way to up Jeff's muscular back.
When he was through mauling Jeff he moved on to Kyle. He was especially attentive to his hard round ass and big 9" cock as he grouped at the 19 year olds lean muscular body. As he felt up Father and Son Officer marks got an idea. "Alright both of you stand up straight. I'm not happy with this search. I think you men may be hiding something. I'll have to do a more thorough search. So I want to each to strip to your underwear."
"What!?" asked Kyle.
"Now wait one minute Officer all we did was speed and anyway were out in the open. Anyone driving by could see us," added Jeff.
"This road is not well traveled and even if someone does see you that’s your own fault. Now do you strip to your briefs or do I take you in for resisting an Officer?" said Officer Marks as he grinned sadistically at Father and Son.
"We better do as he says Son," said Jeff to Kyle.
As Each man began to undress wild fantasies filled their heads. Each man was secretly attracted to the other. And not since a perverted cabbie "forced" them to fuck around together had they seen each other naked. So each, Father and Son alike were excited at the thought of seeing the other scantily clad. And who knows what else the Officer has in mind. Plus both men kind of enjoyed being controlled by this hot young Officer, though neither would admit to that.
Now Jeff and his Son stood before Officer Marks clad only in their underwear. Kyle was wearing a very skimpy pair of blue and white-stripped bikini briefs that barely covered his semi erect manhood. The tight stretchy fabric hugged his beautiful round cheeks and crept slightly up his ass crack exposing the bottom half of his milky white buttocks for all to see. Jeff simply wore a white thong--his large beefy ass hanging out in plain view. His own cock was beginning to stir within the confines of his thong.
"What the fuck are you wearing!?" Officer Marks asked Jeff.
Jeff whispered his response, "A thong."
"Excuse me. What I didn't hear you. Speak up when talking to me and address me as Sir!" smirked the officer.
Embarrassed and strangely aroused Jeff responded, "It's a thong, Sir."
"You like showing off your body?"
"I don't know, Sir"
"Yeah well I think you do so turn for us and let me and your Boy see that big hot ass of yours!" barked Officer Marks.
Jeff could feel his dick growing as he turned his ass toward the Officer and his Son. The thought of these two hot young men staring at him really turned Jeff on. And the fact that one was his Son made him even hotter.
To Kyle the Officer asked, "So what do you think? Does your Daddy have a nice ass?"
"I don't know, sir, he's my Father," Kyle answer defensively.
"Yeah well your cock says you do. Look at it grow."
Kyle looked down to see his horse dick about the rip the material of his little bikini briefs. "Now I want you to search you Dad for any weapons," ordered the Officer.
"What?" asked Kyle.
"You heard me your gonna do a strip search on your Dad. Now move it!! Alright now turn back around and face your Son," this last part was directed at Jeff who did as he was told. When Jeff turned back around Officer Marks gasped at the amount his cock had grown. He knew that the Hyatt men were getting turned on by this and now he had the proof in their hard dicks. "Okay kid, feel your daddy’s big pecs."
Kyle Reached out and began to caress his Fathers big barrel chest. He started pinching the nipples. Jeff jumped when he first did it but got into it quickly. Kyle continued rubbing his Dad up to his shoulders. They were now standing face to face as Kyle wrapped his arms around Jeff and began to massage his upper back.
"That’s it," said the Officer as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his own 7 1/2" cock. "You better inspect your Father's mouth, kid. And use your tongue."
Kyle stared into his father’s eyes. They both wanted this and each could see it in the others eyes. The hot passion burned between them as Kyle pulled his father into him and began his assault on Jeff's mouth. There was nothing slow and easy about this kiss it was rough and passionate, very animalistic. Kyle’s tongue entered his Dad's mouth as he ran his fingers though his hair pulling his Dad in closer. Neither man wanted this to end. Jeff ran his hands down his Son's back and rested them on his bubble butt. Jeff began to group Kyle's ass as Father and Son made out on the side of the road in broad daylight for all to see, and both men could have cared less.
"That's good you follow instruction very well Boy," said Officer Marks. "But we still have the matter of your Daddy breaking the law. Don't you think he should be punished?"
Both men broke the embrace simultaneously and stared at the sadistic Officer. What was he getting at both men wondered.
"Well, answer me Boy don't you think your Father needs to be punished?"
"I supposed so Officer Marks, Sir," shrugged Kyle not knowing what to say.
"And how should he be punished?"
"I don't know," answer Kyle.
"When you were naughty growing up how did daddy punish you?"
"He'd spank me sometimes," answered Kyle still not sure if that’s what Officer Marks wanted to hear.
"Good Boy. And that's what your gonna do the dear old Dad. Your gonna spank his ass," laughed the Officer.
Jeff spoke up, "Wait one minute. If you think I'm gonna let my own Son spank me you have another thing coming!" "I suggest you remember who's in charge here! If you don't do as I say I'll throw you both in jail! And I'm sure they'd love both your hot little asses in there. So, don't fucking argue with me! Now you.!" he pointed at Kyle get over there and sit on that big rock next to that tree. And Dad you get over his lap," ordered Officer Marks.
As Kyle and Jeff headed for the rock Officer Marks couldn't help but stare at those two hot asses. Jeff's totally exposed except for the little string riding up his ass crack and Kyle's pouring out from under his skimpy bikini briefs.
Kyle sat down and Jeff stood before him, a mixture of arousal and nausea filled him. He wanted this in the worst way but yet he still felt wrong. But, after all he had no choice he was being forced to do this. That's what he told himself at least. He looked at the Officer who just pointed to Kyle's lap. Jeff complied and laid across his son's muscular thighs his own ass in the air.
"Good," said the officer. "Now I want you to tell Daddy what a bad boy he's been and spank him good."
Kyle looked down into his Dad's eyes for approval and he got what he was looking for. Jeff gave a slight nod of his head, as if to say, "It's okay Son spank your Daddy". Kyle could see in his Fathers eyes that he wanted this as much as he did. Kyle raised his hand and brought it down hard on Jeff's big muscular ass. SMACK. Jeff winched at the first blow. SMACK SMACK SMACK.
"You've been very bad Dad," Kyle stated. SMACK SMACK SMAK SMACK.
"Yes Son I'm sorry," responded Jeff getting into the whole thing now.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. "I'm very disappointed in you Dad. You've been naughty and must pay for it."
"Owww Son my ass is burning please stop!, whined Jeff.
"You should have thought about that before you broke the law," said Kyle.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACKSMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.
Jeff was kicking his legs now and screaming in pain and still he was aroused and even fully erect within the confines of his thong. His ass was beat red. Kyle loved the sight of his big muscular Father over his knee, his ass in the air and all red, at his mercy. He continued the assault on his Dad's poor ass as Officer marks watched and stroked his own rock hard pole.
"Son, please stop! Please I promise I'll be a good Boy. But please stop," Jeff pleaded as the tears began to fill his eyes.
Officer Marks spoke up, "I don't think you want him to stop. I think you want more." Officer Marks approached the Hyatt men and bent down. He grabbed the thin material of Jeff's thong and ripped it from his body. "Now that big hard cock says you want more." To Kyle he said keep spanking with your right hand but I want you to finger your Dad's asshole with your left, while I stroke his big dick."
There was no point in pretending they didn't want it so neither man tried to argue. Kyle spit on his left middle finger and spread his dad's beefy ass cheeks. He inserted a finger and Jeff jumped a little. Kyle just held it there waiting for Jeff to adjust to this invasion on his ass. Then he began to finger his Father as he continued to spank him.
Officer Marks reached between Kyle’s thighs and took hold of Jeff's rock hard 8" and began to stroke. With his other hand he stroked himself as he watched Kyle spank and finger his own Father.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK The blows came quick to Jeff's ass. But even though he was crying like a 10 year old he was loving it. Having his hot Son spank and finger his ass while this sexy yoing Officer stroked his dick. Jeff began to moan in pleasure.
"You like that?" asked Officer Marks. "Yeah you love it! Fuck yeah."
Jeff could feel himself getting close to orgasm. He wanted this to go on forever but knew he couldn't hold off much longer. "I'm getting close," he said.
"That's it Daddy cum for us," instructed Kyle. "Come for your Boy."
Hearing that brought Jeff over the edge. Kyle could feel his Dad's asshole tighten around his finger as Officer Marks milked the cum right out of him.
"Yeah Dad shoot!" yelled Kyle.
Officer Marks was so turned on by the sight of Jeff cumming that he stood up and busted his nut all over Jeff's handsome face. Jeff opened his mouth and caught a few drops on his tounge and greedily swallowed.
"Okay Kid now it's your turn!" barked the Officer. "Pull out that big dick and cum for me and your Daddy."
Kyle knew he was close too. His underwear was covered in precum as he pulled his massive dick out and began to stroke his solid 9 inches.
"Okay get down there and lick your Son's balls," Officer Marks instructed Jeff.
Jeff did as he was told. He got on all fours and began licking his son's big shaved balls. He tried to get both in his mouth but couldn't. He licked and sucked as Kyle stroked his meat. It wasn't long before Kyle was ready to blow.
"Dad I'm gonna cum!" screamed Kyle. And he started to shoot all over his Fathers face, which was still covered with Officer Marks cum. Jeff hurried and put his mouth on his Son's cock to try and get some down his throat.
"Oh yeah Dad!! Fuckin suck the cum outta me."
Officer Marks couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. This father and Son really had gotten into it. As Jeff sucked the last drops of cum out of his Son Officer Marks snapped, "Okay guys. You’re free to go. But if I catch you speeding again you'll get more of the same." With that he got in his car and drove off.
Both men gathered their things and quickly dressed. Jeff used his ripped thong to wipe the cum from his face. As Father and Son headed for the car neither spoke a word about what had happened but both were wondering when they'd be able to take another driver through the country. And if officer Marks would be on duty when they did.
The End
It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon as Jeff Hyatt and his 19-year-old son Kyle drove through the country. Jeff loved to take these long drives in the country and get away from the city for a while. Since he had made partner at his law firm these trips were becoming scarcer. So he treasured them all that much more. Plus it was a good time for him to get together with his Son and just talk and catch up on things.
Jeff had raised Kyle alone these past ten years since his wife's death and he knew he'd be gone to college soon and would miss these times so he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be with his Boy. Kyle enjoyed these trips too. He truly enjoyed spending time with his Dad, something not many 19 year olds could say.
They drove along the back roads, driving a little faster than the speed limit, but after all they were back roads and not many people traveled them. It felt good to have the wind rushing all around them with the top down and the radio playing. So good in fact that at first neither Jeff nor Kyle heard the siren or saw the flashing lights behind them. Once Jeff saw this he pulled off to the side of the road. He could handle this.
The driver’s side door of the police car opened and out stepped the officer. He was 6'3" and solid with short blond hair and a deep tan. As he swaggered over to Jeff and Kyle his tight tan uniform strained against his chest and butt giving the appearance that his beautifully muscular body may rip free from his uniform at any moment.
"License and registration," stated the officer.
"Officer what seems to be the problem?" asked Jeff.
"Do you know the speed limit here?" asked the officer.
"35?"
"That’s correct. And how fast were you going?"
"40 or so," Jeff lied.
"I don't think so. Try 55," responded the officer sarcastically. "Now license and registration."
"Look Officer..." Jeff looked at the Officers badge. "Officer Marks I am truly sorry. I must have been so caught up in my conversation with my Son that I didn't realize. I assure you I don't break the law."
"That’s good, now license and registration," stated Officer Marks as he held out his hand. Jeff just sighed and reached in the glove box for his registration and pulled his license from his wallet. He handed them over to Officer Marks who took them. As he looked at the license and back at Jeff he asked, "Jeff Hyatt? Jeff Hyatt the attorney?"
Jeff was impressed that this young officer who couldn't have been any more than 24 had recognized him. He must be making a difference; his name was out there. He felt confident now that he'd beat the ticket. Now Jeff was smiling. "Yes, That’s right," he answered.
Officer Marks just shock his head, "That makes it even worse."
With that the smile disappeared from Jeff's face. "What do you mean worse?" asked Jeff. "You're an attorney. You should know the law--and with your son in the car. Don't you think you should set a better example?" again Officer Marks just shock his head.
For the first time Kyle spoke up, "Officer Marks, Sir. Really it was an accident my Father is normally a very careful driver and no one was hurt. I mean nothing happened. So couldn't you just give him a warning? Please tell us what to do to get out of this ticket." Jeff gave Kyle a look as if to say "shut up". What was he doing he was going to make things worse?
All of a sudden the Officer got an evil grin on his face." Listen Kid if I want your opinion I'll ask for it. I don't need any lip from you! All right! Outta the car! Now!"
Kyle looked at Jeff and whispered, "Sorry, Dad."
"Alright stand in front of the car with your hands on the hood," ordered Officer Marks. "Officer pleases. This is totally unnecessary," said Jeff.
"I'll say what’s necessary now hands on the hood legs spread wide. I have to make sure you men don't have any concealed weapons."
Each man did as he was told. Officer Marks began with Jeff. He started patting him down starting with his chest. He wrapped his big arms around Jeff and began to feel his barrel chest. And was that Jeff's imagination or did he pinch his nipple. The Officer then worked his way down Jeff's tight stomached and to his crotch where he spent more time than needed feeling up Jeff's huge 8" cock. He the worked his hands down the front of the thighs to the calves and up the back of the thighs. He stopped at Jeff's big beefy manly ass and caressed that for a while then worked his way to up Jeff's muscular back.
When he was through mauling Jeff he moved on to Kyle. He was especially attentive to his hard round ass and big 9" cock as he grouped at the 19 year olds lean muscular body. As he felt up Father and Son Officer marks got an idea. "Alright both of you stand up straight. I'm not happy with this search. I think you men may be hiding something. I'll have to do a more thorough search. So I want to each to strip to your underwear."
"What!?" asked Kyle.
"Now wait one minute Officer all we did was speed and anyway were out in the open. Anyone driving by could see us," added Jeff.
"This road is not well traveled and even if someone does see you that’s your own fault. Now do you strip to your briefs or do I take you in for resisting an Officer?" said Officer Marks as he grinned sadistically at Father and Son.
"We better do as he says Son," said Jeff to Kyle.
As Each man began to undress wild fantasies filled their heads. Each man was secretly attracted to the other. And not since a perverted cabbie "forced" them to fuck around together had they seen each other naked. So each, Father and Son alike were excited at the thought of seeing the other scantily clad. And who knows what else the Officer has in mind. Plus both men kind of enjoyed being controlled by this hot young Officer, though neither would admit to that.
Now Jeff and his Son stood before Officer Marks clad only in their underwear. Kyle was wearing a very skimpy pair of blue and white-stripped bikini briefs that barely covered his semi erect manhood. The tight stretchy fabric hugged his beautiful round cheeks and crept slightly up his ass crack exposing the bottom half of his milky white buttocks for all to see. Jeff simply wore a white thong--his large beefy ass hanging out in plain view. His own cock was beginning to stir within the confines of his thong.
"What the fuck are you wearing!?" Officer Marks asked Jeff.
Jeff whispered his response, "A thong."
"Excuse me. What I didn't hear you. Speak up when talking to me and address me as Sir!" smirked the officer.
Embarrassed and strangely aroused Jeff responded, "It's a thong, Sir."
"You like showing off your body?"
"I don't know, Sir"
"Yeah well I think you do so turn for us and let me and your Boy see that big hot ass of yours!" barked Officer Marks.
Jeff could feel his dick growing as he turned his ass toward the Officer and his Son. The thought of these two hot young men staring at him really turned Jeff on. And the fact that one was his Son made him even hotter.
To Kyle the Officer asked, "So what do you think? Does your Daddy have a nice ass?"
"I don't know, sir, he's my Father," Kyle answer defensively.
"Yeah well your cock says you do. Look at it grow."
Kyle looked down to see his horse dick about the rip the material of his little bikini briefs. "Now I want you to search you Dad for any weapons," ordered the Officer.
"What?" asked Kyle.
"You heard me your gonna do a strip search on your Dad. Now move it!! Alright now turn back around and face your Son," this last part was directed at Jeff who did as he was told. When Jeff turned back around Officer Marks gasped at the amount his cock had grown. He knew that the Hyatt men were getting turned on by this and now he had the proof in their hard dicks. "Okay kid, feel your daddy’s big pecs."
Kyle Reached out and began to caress his Fathers big barrel chest. He started pinching the nipples. Jeff jumped when he first did it but got into it quickly. Kyle continued rubbing his Dad up to his shoulders. They were now standing face to face as Kyle wrapped his arms around Jeff and began to massage his upper back.
"That’s it," said the Officer as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his own 7 1/2" cock. "You better inspect your Father's mouth, kid. And use your tongue."
Kyle stared into his father’s eyes. They both wanted this and each could see it in the others eyes. The hot passion burned between them as Kyle pulled his father into him and began his assault on Jeff's mouth. There was nothing slow and easy about this kiss it was rough and passionate, very animalistic. Kyle’s tongue entered his Dad's mouth as he ran his fingers though his hair pulling his Dad in closer. Neither man wanted this to end. Jeff ran his hands down his Son's back and rested them on his bubble butt. Jeff began to group Kyle's ass as Father and Son made out on the side of the road in broad daylight for all to see, and both men could have cared less.
"That's good you follow instruction very well Boy," said Officer Marks. "But we still have the matter of your Daddy breaking the law. Don't you think he should be punished?"
Both men broke the embrace simultaneously and stared at the sadistic Officer. What was he getting at both men wondered.
"Well, answer me Boy don't you think your Father needs to be punished?"
"I supposed so Officer Marks, Sir," shrugged Kyle not knowing what to say.
"And how should he be punished?"
"I don't know," answer Kyle.
"When you were naughty growing up how did daddy punish you?"
"He'd spank me sometimes," answered Kyle still not sure if that’s what Officer Marks wanted to hear.
"Good Boy. And that's what your gonna do the dear old Dad. Your gonna spank his ass," laughed the Officer.
Jeff spoke up, "Wait one minute. If you think I'm gonna let my own Son spank me you have another thing coming!" "I suggest you remember who's in charge here! If you don't do as I say I'll throw you both in jail! And I'm sure they'd love both your hot little asses in there. So, don't fucking argue with me! Now you.!" he pointed at Kyle get over there and sit on that big rock next to that tree. And Dad you get over his lap," ordered Officer Marks.
As Kyle and Jeff headed for the rock Officer Marks couldn't help but stare at those two hot asses. Jeff's totally exposed except for the little string riding up his ass crack and Kyle's pouring out from under his skimpy bikini briefs.
Kyle sat down and Jeff stood before him, a mixture of arousal and nausea filled him. He wanted this in the worst way but yet he still felt wrong. But, after all he had no choice he was being forced to do this. That's what he told himself at least. He looked at the Officer who just pointed to Kyle's lap. Jeff complied and laid across his son's muscular thighs his own ass in the air.
"Good," said the officer. "Now I want you to tell Daddy what a bad boy he's been and spank him good."
Kyle looked down into his Dad's eyes for approval and he got what he was looking for. Jeff gave a slight nod of his head, as if to say, "It's okay Son spank your Daddy". Kyle could see in his Fathers eyes that he wanted this as much as he did. Kyle raised his hand and brought it down hard on Jeff's big muscular ass. SMACK. Jeff winched at the first blow. SMACK SMACK SMACK.
"You've been very bad Dad," Kyle stated. SMACK SMACK SMAK SMACK.
"Yes Son I'm sorry," responded Jeff getting into the whole thing now.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. "I'm very disappointed in you Dad. You've been naughty and must pay for it."
"Owww Son my ass is burning please stop!, whined Jeff.
"You should have thought about that before you broke the law," said Kyle.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACKSMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.
Jeff was kicking his legs now and screaming in pain and still he was aroused and even fully erect within the confines of his thong. His ass was beat red. Kyle loved the sight of his big muscular Father over his knee, his ass in the air and all red, at his mercy. He continued the assault on his Dad's poor ass as Officer marks watched and stroked his own rock hard pole.
"Son, please stop! Please I promise I'll be a good Boy. But please stop," Jeff pleaded as the tears began to fill his eyes.
Officer Marks spoke up, "I don't think you want him to stop. I think you want more." Officer Marks approached the Hyatt men and bent down. He grabbed the thin material of Jeff's thong and ripped it from his body. "Now that big hard cock says you want more." To Kyle he said keep spanking with your right hand but I want you to finger your Dad's asshole with your left, while I stroke his big dick."
There was no point in pretending they didn't want it so neither man tried to argue. Kyle spit on his left middle finger and spread his dad's beefy ass cheeks. He inserted a finger and Jeff jumped a little. Kyle just held it there waiting for Jeff to adjust to this invasion on his ass. Then he began to finger his Father as he continued to spank him.
Officer Marks reached between Kyle’s thighs and took hold of Jeff's rock hard 8" and began to stroke. With his other hand he stroked himself as he watched Kyle spank and finger his own Father.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK The blows came quick to Jeff's ass. But even though he was crying like a 10 year old he was loving it. Having his hot Son spank and finger his ass while this sexy yoing Officer stroked his dick. Jeff began to moan in pleasure.
"You like that?" asked Officer Marks. "Yeah you love it! Fuck yeah."
Jeff could feel himself getting close to orgasm. He wanted this to go on forever but knew he couldn't hold off much longer. "I'm getting close," he said.
"That's it Daddy cum for us," instructed Kyle. "Come for your Boy."
Hearing that brought Jeff over the edge. Kyle could feel his Dad's asshole tighten around his finger as Officer Marks milked the cum right out of him.
"Yeah Dad shoot!" yelled Kyle.
Officer Marks was so turned on by the sight of Jeff cumming that he stood up and busted his nut all over Jeff's handsome face. Jeff opened his mouth and caught a few drops on his tounge and greedily swallowed.
"Okay Kid now it's your turn!" barked the Officer. "Pull out that big dick and cum for me and your Daddy."
Kyle knew he was close too. His underwear was covered in precum as he pulled his massive dick out and began to stroke his solid 9 inches.
"Okay get down there and lick your Son's balls," Officer Marks instructed Jeff.
Jeff did as he was told. He got on all fours and began licking his son's big shaved balls. He tried to get both in his mouth but couldn't. He licked and sucked as Kyle stroked his meat. It wasn't long before Kyle was ready to blow.
"Dad I'm gonna cum!" screamed Kyle. And he started to shoot all over his Fathers face, which was still covered with Officer Marks cum. Jeff hurried and put his mouth on his Son's cock to try and get some down his throat.
"Oh yeah Dad!! Fuckin suck the cum outta me."
Officer Marks couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. This father and Son really had gotten into it. As Jeff sucked the last drops of cum out of his Son Officer Marks snapped, "Okay guys. You’re free to go. But if I catch you speeding again you'll get more of the same." With that he got in his car and drove off.
Both men gathered their things and quickly dressed. Jeff used his ripped thong to wipe the cum from his face. As Father and Son headed for the car neither spoke a word about what had happened but both were wondering when they'd be able to take another driver through the country. And if officer Marks would be on duty when they did.
The End
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Kyle And His Father - The Taxi Driver Part 2
by BubbleButtLuvr
Jeff Hyatt rushed in the door from work in just enough time to shower and change before heading back out the door again. Jeff and his 19-year-old son, Kyle were meeting an old college friend of Jeff's for dinner tonight. Jeff's friend, Greg was celebrating his 40th birthday and the Hyatt men were taking him to dinner in one of the best restaurants in New York City. Jeff hated to drive into the city so he had a taxi due to arrive at their house at 7:00 and of course he was running late. He knew it would cost him a few dollars to take a taxi in, but after all he could afford it considering he had just been made partner at his law firm.
Jeff rushed in and headed for the bathroom to shower, passing his son, Kyle's room, which at this very moment was getting ready for this evening. Kyle had just gotten out of the shower himself and was standing in front of his closet trying to decide what to wear. He had never met Greg but his Father insisted that he wear a suit tonight. Kyle figured his Dad wanted to impress his friend so he complied. He pulled his grey suit from the closet along with a maroon shirt and matching tie. He then let the towel drop from his waist and headed to the dresser for a pair of underwear. As he passed the mirror he got a glimpse of himself. He hated to sound conceded but he was happy with what he saw. A lean swimmer’s build from his days on his high school swim team. A perfect round ass and a huge dick that hung 9" and thick as a beer can. Not to mention his wavy brown hair and classic good looks. He was quite the catch and he knew it.
Kyle reached into his underwear drawer and pulled out a pair of white cotton bikini briefs and stepped into them. His dick was so big he had to adjust it to keep it from falling out. All the guys in school used to kid him about his little briefs and ask why he didn't wear boxers. But Kyle preferred something briefer plus the fact he was an exhibitionist and enjoyed the attention and looks it got him even if it was from other guys. He loved to tease.
He then pulled on his shirt. He stepped into his pants and they hugged his beautifully shaped ass. As he continued to dress his Father stuck his head, on his way back from the shower and reminded him to hurry the taxi was due any minute.
When Jeff reached his room he pulled the towel from his waist. He had set out his outfit before work so it would be ready. Jeff was every bit as handsome as his son. That’s where Kyle got it from. But instead of a lean build Jeff had more of a bodybuilder’s look. His waist tapered into a perfect V-shape where his butt stuck out very nicely. He was also hung large, though not as large as his Son. He was 8" long but just as thick as Kyle. His brown hair and mustache was greying slightly but that only added to his sex appeal. Jeff pulled on a pair of his black silk bikini briefs. Yes, like his son he was an exhibitionist and enjoyed the minimum coverage. He the put on his white dress shirt and black Armani suit. As he was tying his tie he heard a honk out front.
"Kyle, that must be the taxi!" called Jeff, "Go out and tell them I'm on my way. Oh, and don't forget to grab Greg's present from off the dinning room table."
"Okay Dad," responded Kyle as he picked up the gift and headed out the door.
Jeff finished dressing quickly and met his Son in the taxi. They gave the driver directions and were off. Thirty minutes or so later they pulled up in front of the restaurant.
"Okay that comes to $64.90," said the taxi driver as he stuck his hand through the small opening in the bulletproof glass that separated the front seat from the back. Jeff reached into his jacket pocket to get his wallet and his heart sank. "Shit!"
"What is it, Dad?" asked Kyle.
"Son, it’s my wallet--in all the rush I forgot to put it in this jacket. Can I borrow the money from you till we get home?" asked Jeff.
"Gee Dad I would but since you were buying dinner I left my wallet at home."
At that Father and Son heard a loud click. The driver hit a button up front locking the doors and windows so that the two men could not get out of the back seat.
"Sir I seem to have left my wallet at home. If you could trust me for the money I promise I will send it to you along with a handsome tip," requested Jeff.
"Nothing doin'. I ain't gettin stuck for no fare. I'll just call the police and have them come take care of you two!" snapped the driver.
"Please," pleaded Jeff. "You know where we live. Won't you trust us?"
"No!" was the reply.
"Can't we work anything out? There most be something we could do," urged Jeff.
All of a sudden the cabbie got an idea and an evil grin appeared on his face. "Weeeelll ... Maybe. But I don't know if you guys'll go for it."
"Sure we will," Kyle chimed in.
"Yeah whatever you say," added Jeff
To Jeff the driver said, "That's your son right?"
"Yes."
"Well I wanna see his cock in your mouth," sneered the driver.
Both men's minds began to race as they thought about the time not so long ago a prowler had broken in and forced them to have sex. Father and Son both enjoyed the experience but neither would admit it to the other. However both have fantasised about it happening again since that day. Now it looked like they would get to fullfill their incestuous lustful fantasies again. But neither wanted the other to know that he wanted it so they both played it cool.
"He's my son! I can't."
"Then I'll call the police." The driver reached for his phone.
"Wait!" said Kyle. "Dad we've done it before. It's okay. I don't want to get arrested."
"Are you sure, Son?"
"Yes, Dad, suck my dick," was Kyle's response as he lowered his zipper and pulled his donkey dick out.
The cabbie just about lost it. First hearing that they had "done it before", and then hearing this hot 19-year-old stud tell his Dad to suck his dick as he pulled it out. The perverted driver reached into his Levis and pulled out hi 6 1/2" hard dick and began to stroke.
"Alright, Son, but on one condition."
"What Dad?"
To the driver, "You've got to find a private spot. This is too open." And with that the driver took it out of park and pulled around to an alley at the rear of the restaurant. Once he was parked he told Jeff to do it--to suck his son's dick.
Kyle was already half hard as his Father took his cock in his hand. Jeff just stared at the big head and the incredible size. Last time his Son had sucked him off but he hadn’t gotten to taste Kyle. He had thought about it often since that day and now he would get the chance. Jeff's heart beat fast as he lowered his head to Kyle’s veiny member. He could smell his own Son's man scent and it drove him wild. Jeff began to first lick up the length of the shaft. Kyle moaned softly and leaned back spreading his legs farther apart.
"How's that feel kid?" asked the cabbie. "Your dad’s a good cock sucker?"
"Lost in ecstasy Kyle responded, "Yes, he's fucking great!"
The driver continued to stroke as Father went down on Son. Greedily taking his pulsating fuck tool down his throat. Jeff kept sucking. Taking a little more each time he went down. Kyle started to buck. He was now face fucking his father. Then Kyle reached down and started forcing his Dad further down on his dick. "Suck it, Daddy," whispered Kyle.
"Suck your boy good."
Jeff got so lost in his own lust for his Son as he sucked he reached up under Kyle's dress shirt and began feeling his chest and pinching his nipples. All three men inside the taxi were so driving by their own lust that no one saw the figure outside. He had followed the vehicle as it pulled around the back of the restaurant and was standing a few feet off watching the action taking place on the inside as he slowly beat his own dick.
Kyle's Father took is mouth off his cock and licked down it to his big low hanging balls. He took one in his mouth and began to suck on it, rolling it around in his mouth. Kyle continued to run his hands through Jiffs hair and moan at the great pleasure his Dad was giving to him.
"Why don't you men get those pants off," suggested the driver.
Obediently Father and Son pulled their pants and skimpy little briefs off over their shoes leaving themselves dressed from the waist up in their suits but from the waist down naked except for shoes and socks.
Kyle positioned himself so his back was against the door with one leg on the seat and the other on the floor, legs spread wide. Jeff got back between his legs and continued working his balls. Working his way back to his Son's asshole. This may be the only chance he got to do this and he wasn't going to miss it. He started licking his boys smooth ass crack. Jeff spread Kyle’s perfectly shaped ass cheeks and began to lick the puckered hole. Working his tongue in. Tasting his own Son's ass had him going crazy. Jeff's dick was at its full 8" and about to burst as he stroked.
The cabbie was in awe of this hot duo and their incredible cocks. His face was pressed to the bulletproof shield wishing he were back there too. The figure outside the taxi got closer still unnoticed and stroking furiously. "Yeah eat his ass out, dad," said the taxi driver. "Eat it good 'cause next your gonna fuck it."
Both Father and Son liked that idea. The last time Jeff had been fucked by his son, but each wanted to know what the other had experienced. "You heard the man, Son. You want daddy to fuck you?" asked Jeff
"Yes, Daddy, I want you in me. I wanna feel your big dick up inside my tight hole," begged Kyle.
"Well come on son. Come sit on Daddy's dick," responded Jeff. He now sat back in the seat legs spread wide and dick straight up in the air. Kyle rose slightly ducking so not to hit his head on the low ceiling of the taxi. Jeff's cock was covered in precum. Both men were facing the front of the cab as Kyle lowered himself slowly on to his Dad's huge member. Kyle could feel his Dad's meat rub against his tight hole. He began to lower himself open his ass as wide as he could to make room for his Father inside him.
"OH!!! Daddy, I don't know if I can. It hurts. You’re so big!!!" cried Kyle.
"Come on Son, Daddy took you and you’re bigger. Relax. Daddy won't hurt you. Trust your Daddy," said Jeff.
Jeff's kind words seemed to sooth Kyle as he lowered himself lower and lower. Soon his ass had swallowed his Fathers entire cock. Once he got used to having a cock in him Kyle began to ride it. First he slowly bounced up and down on his Dad's dick but soon he was riding it like a pro. Both men were screaming with pleasure as Son rode Father.
"Take it, Son, take my dick up your tight virgin ass!" barked Jeff.
"Yeah Daddy fuck me! Fuck your boy good!"
Kyle continued to ride his dad like a champ almost pulling off completely then impaling himself back down. The cabbie and spectator outside the taxi couldn't believe this kid was being dry fucked by his Father and loving it. Both men stroked furiously as they watched.
"Are you close, Son?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good," came Jeff's response. "'Cause Daddy's gonna cum inside you any second."
This caused Kyle to ride his Dad faster. Squeezing his Dad's dick with his tight ass muscles. "AAAAHH!!! SON this is it I'm cumming!!!!" screamed Jeff as he started shooting his load inside his Son. Kyle felt the warmth of it fill him causing him to explode as well all over the bulletproof shield. Both men were screaming in pleasure. Cum was pouring from Kyle's ass as his Father's cock slipped out.
In the front seat the cabbie stroked himself and just as Jeff shoot all over the shield so did he. Both sides of the glass were covered in cum. On the outside of the taxi the stranger was still beating his dick as well. Kyle happened to catch this out of the corner of his eye. "Look Dad," he said as he pointed. The unknown figure started to thrust forward and explode all over the back driver's side window. He then leaned down and licked his own cum from the window as he looked inside and smiled.
Jeff's heart almost jumped from his chest. It was his old school friend, Greg, the man they were meeting for dinner.
"Alright," said the cabbie. "You're free to go. That was fuckin' hot! If you men ever need a taxi again, call me."
At that Father and Son pulled on their pants and exited the taxi. The driver pulled out of the alley and was gone. Now Jeff and Kyle were left standing next to Greg. Jeff was speechless. He couldn't believe Greg had seen that whole thing. Then Greg broke the ice; "I was on my way into the restaurant when I saw you pull up. I heard your conversation with the driver and was gonna loan you the money. Then he pulled into the alley and well, once I saw what he was making you guys do it turned me on. So, I watched. I know he made you do it. Don't feel uncomfortable. It'll be our little secret. Just four guys gettin' off."
This seemed to put everyone at ease as they headed for the restaurant. Though truthfully each man knew what it was. Each man including Greg knew that Father and Son had enjoyed what they were "forced" to do and couldn't wait to be "forced" into that situation again.
But that was something each man would keep to himself, for now.
The End.
Jeff Hyatt rushed in the door from work in just enough time to shower and change before heading back out the door again. Jeff and his 19-year-old son, Kyle were meeting an old college friend of Jeff's for dinner tonight. Jeff's friend, Greg was celebrating his 40th birthday and the Hyatt men were taking him to dinner in one of the best restaurants in New York City. Jeff hated to drive into the city so he had a taxi due to arrive at their house at 7:00 and of course he was running late. He knew it would cost him a few dollars to take a taxi in, but after all he could afford it considering he had just been made partner at his law firm.
Jeff rushed in and headed for the bathroom to shower, passing his son, Kyle's room, which at this very moment was getting ready for this evening. Kyle had just gotten out of the shower himself and was standing in front of his closet trying to decide what to wear. He had never met Greg but his Father insisted that he wear a suit tonight. Kyle figured his Dad wanted to impress his friend so he complied. He pulled his grey suit from the closet along with a maroon shirt and matching tie. He then let the towel drop from his waist and headed to the dresser for a pair of underwear. As he passed the mirror he got a glimpse of himself. He hated to sound conceded but he was happy with what he saw. A lean swimmer’s build from his days on his high school swim team. A perfect round ass and a huge dick that hung 9" and thick as a beer can. Not to mention his wavy brown hair and classic good looks. He was quite the catch and he knew it.
Kyle reached into his underwear drawer and pulled out a pair of white cotton bikini briefs and stepped into them. His dick was so big he had to adjust it to keep it from falling out. All the guys in school used to kid him about his little briefs and ask why he didn't wear boxers. But Kyle preferred something briefer plus the fact he was an exhibitionist and enjoyed the attention and looks it got him even if it was from other guys. He loved to tease.
He then pulled on his shirt. He stepped into his pants and they hugged his beautifully shaped ass. As he continued to dress his Father stuck his head, on his way back from the shower and reminded him to hurry the taxi was due any minute.
When Jeff reached his room he pulled the towel from his waist. He had set out his outfit before work so it would be ready. Jeff was every bit as handsome as his son. That’s where Kyle got it from. But instead of a lean build Jeff had more of a bodybuilder’s look. His waist tapered into a perfect V-shape where his butt stuck out very nicely. He was also hung large, though not as large as his Son. He was 8" long but just as thick as Kyle. His brown hair and mustache was greying slightly but that only added to his sex appeal. Jeff pulled on a pair of his black silk bikini briefs. Yes, like his son he was an exhibitionist and enjoyed the minimum coverage. He the put on his white dress shirt and black Armani suit. As he was tying his tie he heard a honk out front.
"Kyle, that must be the taxi!" called Jeff, "Go out and tell them I'm on my way. Oh, and don't forget to grab Greg's present from off the dinning room table."
"Okay Dad," responded Kyle as he picked up the gift and headed out the door.
Jeff finished dressing quickly and met his Son in the taxi. They gave the driver directions and were off. Thirty minutes or so later they pulled up in front of the restaurant.
"Okay that comes to $64.90," said the taxi driver as he stuck his hand through the small opening in the bulletproof glass that separated the front seat from the back. Jeff reached into his jacket pocket to get his wallet and his heart sank. "Shit!"
"What is it, Dad?" asked Kyle.
"Son, it’s my wallet--in all the rush I forgot to put it in this jacket. Can I borrow the money from you till we get home?" asked Jeff.
"Gee Dad I would but since you were buying dinner I left my wallet at home."
At that Father and Son heard a loud click. The driver hit a button up front locking the doors and windows so that the two men could not get out of the back seat.
"Sir I seem to have left my wallet at home. If you could trust me for the money I promise I will send it to you along with a handsome tip," requested Jeff.
"Nothing doin'. I ain't gettin stuck for no fare. I'll just call the police and have them come take care of you two!" snapped the driver.
"Please," pleaded Jeff. "You know where we live. Won't you trust us?"
"No!" was the reply.
"Can't we work anything out? There most be something we could do," urged Jeff.
All of a sudden the cabbie got an idea and an evil grin appeared on his face. "Weeeelll ... Maybe. But I don't know if you guys'll go for it."
"Sure we will," Kyle chimed in.
"Yeah whatever you say," added Jeff
To Jeff the driver said, "That's your son right?"
"Yes."
"Well I wanna see his cock in your mouth," sneered the driver.
Both men's minds began to race as they thought about the time not so long ago a prowler had broken in and forced them to have sex. Father and Son both enjoyed the experience but neither would admit it to the other. However both have fantasised about it happening again since that day. Now it looked like they would get to fullfill their incestuous lustful fantasies again. But neither wanted the other to know that he wanted it so they both played it cool.
"He's my son! I can't."
"Then I'll call the police." The driver reached for his phone.
"Wait!" said Kyle. "Dad we've done it before. It's okay. I don't want to get arrested."
"Are you sure, Son?"
"Yes, Dad, suck my dick," was Kyle's response as he lowered his zipper and pulled his donkey dick out.
The cabbie just about lost it. First hearing that they had "done it before", and then hearing this hot 19-year-old stud tell his Dad to suck his dick as he pulled it out. The perverted driver reached into his Levis and pulled out hi 6 1/2" hard dick and began to stroke.
"Alright, Son, but on one condition."
"What Dad?"
To the driver, "You've got to find a private spot. This is too open." And with that the driver took it out of park and pulled around to an alley at the rear of the restaurant. Once he was parked he told Jeff to do it--to suck his son's dick.
Kyle was already half hard as his Father took his cock in his hand. Jeff just stared at the big head and the incredible size. Last time his Son had sucked him off but he hadn’t gotten to taste Kyle. He had thought about it often since that day and now he would get the chance. Jeff's heart beat fast as he lowered his head to Kyle’s veiny member. He could smell his own Son's man scent and it drove him wild. Jeff began to first lick up the length of the shaft. Kyle moaned softly and leaned back spreading his legs farther apart.
"How's that feel kid?" asked the cabbie. "Your dad’s a good cock sucker?"
"Lost in ecstasy Kyle responded, "Yes, he's fucking great!"
The driver continued to stroke as Father went down on Son. Greedily taking his pulsating fuck tool down his throat. Jeff kept sucking. Taking a little more each time he went down. Kyle started to buck. He was now face fucking his father. Then Kyle reached down and started forcing his Dad further down on his dick. "Suck it, Daddy," whispered Kyle.
"Suck your boy good."
Jeff got so lost in his own lust for his Son as he sucked he reached up under Kyle's dress shirt and began feeling his chest and pinching his nipples. All three men inside the taxi were so driving by their own lust that no one saw the figure outside. He had followed the vehicle as it pulled around the back of the restaurant and was standing a few feet off watching the action taking place on the inside as he slowly beat his own dick.
Kyle's Father took is mouth off his cock and licked down it to his big low hanging balls. He took one in his mouth and began to suck on it, rolling it around in his mouth. Kyle continued to run his hands through Jiffs hair and moan at the great pleasure his Dad was giving to him.
"Why don't you men get those pants off," suggested the driver.
Obediently Father and Son pulled their pants and skimpy little briefs off over their shoes leaving themselves dressed from the waist up in their suits but from the waist down naked except for shoes and socks.
Kyle positioned himself so his back was against the door with one leg on the seat and the other on the floor, legs spread wide. Jeff got back between his legs and continued working his balls. Working his way back to his Son's asshole. This may be the only chance he got to do this and he wasn't going to miss it. He started licking his boys smooth ass crack. Jeff spread Kyle’s perfectly shaped ass cheeks and began to lick the puckered hole. Working his tongue in. Tasting his own Son's ass had him going crazy. Jeff's dick was at its full 8" and about to burst as he stroked.
The cabbie was in awe of this hot duo and their incredible cocks. His face was pressed to the bulletproof shield wishing he were back there too. The figure outside the taxi got closer still unnoticed and stroking furiously. "Yeah eat his ass out, dad," said the taxi driver. "Eat it good 'cause next your gonna fuck it."
Both Father and Son liked that idea. The last time Jeff had been fucked by his son, but each wanted to know what the other had experienced. "You heard the man, Son. You want daddy to fuck you?" asked Jeff
"Yes, Daddy, I want you in me. I wanna feel your big dick up inside my tight hole," begged Kyle.
"Well come on son. Come sit on Daddy's dick," responded Jeff. He now sat back in the seat legs spread wide and dick straight up in the air. Kyle rose slightly ducking so not to hit his head on the low ceiling of the taxi. Jeff's cock was covered in precum. Both men were facing the front of the cab as Kyle lowered himself slowly on to his Dad's huge member. Kyle could feel his Dad's meat rub against his tight hole. He began to lower himself open his ass as wide as he could to make room for his Father inside him.
"OH!!! Daddy, I don't know if I can. It hurts. You’re so big!!!" cried Kyle.
"Come on Son, Daddy took you and you’re bigger. Relax. Daddy won't hurt you. Trust your Daddy," said Jeff.
Jeff's kind words seemed to sooth Kyle as he lowered himself lower and lower. Soon his ass had swallowed his Fathers entire cock. Once he got used to having a cock in him Kyle began to ride it. First he slowly bounced up and down on his Dad's dick but soon he was riding it like a pro. Both men were screaming with pleasure as Son rode Father.
"Take it, Son, take my dick up your tight virgin ass!" barked Jeff.
"Yeah Daddy fuck me! Fuck your boy good!"
Kyle continued to ride his dad like a champ almost pulling off completely then impaling himself back down. The cabbie and spectator outside the taxi couldn't believe this kid was being dry fucked by his Father and loving it. Both men stroked furiously as they watched.
"Are you close, Son?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good," came Jeff's response. "'Cause Daddy's gonna cum inside you any second."
This caused Kyle to ride his Dad faster. Squeezing his Dad's dick with his tight ass muscles. "AAAAHH!!! SON this is it I'm cumming!!!!" screamed Jeff as he started shooting his load inside his Son. Kyle felt the warmth of it fill him causing him to explode as well all over the bulletproof shield. Both men were screaming in pleasure. Cum was pouring from Kyle's ass as his Father's cock slipped out.
In the front seat the cabbie stroked himself and just as Jeff shoot all over the shield so did he. Both sides of the glass were covered in cum. On the outside of the taxi the stranger was still beating his dick as well. Kyle happened to catch this out of the corner of his eye. "Look Dad," he said as he pointed. The unknown figure started to thrust forward and explode all over the back driver's side window. He then leaned down and licked his own cum from the window as he looked inside and smiled.
Jeff's heart almost jumped from his chest. It was his old school friend, Greg, the man they were meeting for dinner.
"Alright," said the cabbie. "You're free to go. That was fuckin' hot! If you men ever need a taxi again, call me."
At that Father and Son pulled on their pants and exited the taxi. The driver pulled out of the alley and was gone. Now Jeff and Kyle were left standing next to Greg. Jeff was speechless. He couldn't believe Greg had seen that whole thing. Then Greg broke the ice; "I was on my way into the restaurant when I saw you pull up. I heard your conversation with the driver and was gonna loan you the money. Then he pulled into the alley and well, once I saw what he was making you guys do it turned me on. So, I watched. I know he made you do it. Don't feel uncomfortable. It'll be our little secret. Just four guys gettin' off."
This seemed to put everyone at ease as they headed for the restaurant. Though truthfully each man knew what it was. Each man including Greg knew that Father and Son had enjoyed what they were "forced" to do and couldn't wait to be "forced" into that situation again.
But that was something each man would keep to himself, for now.
The End.
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