My Son the Jock

WARNING. This story contains sexually oriented adult material. This includes sexual relations between adults and minors. All this has no basis in truth and is all fictional. Author does not condone of any illegal activities as this is purely for fantasy.

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Chapter 1

My wife and I have been married almost 20 years and have an 18 year old son, Vincent, or Vinny as we all call him.  He's a star athlete, captain of his high school baseball team, and headed to a D1 college next year.

As with any marriage that lasts that long, the spark dims, or goes out completely, and I had to seek out my fun elsewhere.  And I didn't feel as bad cheating on her from time to time after I found some texts on her phone from her coworker that she's been fucking regularly for a year.  

As a tall, fit and attractive guy in my early forties, I recently started drawing the attention of younger guys into "daddies".  I have to admit, the first time a guy called me a daddy, it made me feel old as hell, but after fucking the first few pieces of ass in their 20s, I was hooked.  And I'd even started letting a couple muscular jocks top me.  Those guys could fuck like porn stars and go for several rounds, and I liked walking around the rest of the day feeling their load still inside me. 

So the first few times I looked at my son, you know...that way, I blew it off and chalked it up to pent up horniness and watching too many online porn clips of the horny step dad hitting on his stepson.  But a couple weekends ago when Vinny and his friends were horsing around in the pool in their briefs, not bothering to change into swim trunks, I couldn't keep my eyes off of him.

At first, in my mind, I was just comparing him to the last couple guys, who were just several years older than him, that I'd hooked up with.  But as I continued gazing down his body, my dick started to twitch.  He was tall like me, just enough light brown hair on his chest to make him look manly but not cover up his ripped chest and torso.  He had a typical baseball player's ass, that was on perfect display through the now transparent wet cloth of his white briefs.  He also inherited my huge balls, and having seen his dick soft, knew he was also blessed with a large cock.  I could see the outline of it through the fabric.

Fuck, why am I looking at him this way, I said to myself, shaking my head.  I needed to get my mind off of it, so I went back inside the house.  Back in my bedroom, which had a window overlooking the pool, I couldn't help but watch Vinny and his friends casually tossing a football around, the water up to their waists, as they joked and laughed and continued rough housing.

I quickly realized my dick was rock hard, and without thinking, I pulled down my shorts and started jacking off watching the boys.  Well, really, I was watching Vinny.  I shot my load in about 45 seconds, after which a wave of guilt came over me for thinking about my son in a sexual way.

The next week, my wife was out of town on a business trip and I was doing laundry after getting home early from work, having picked up the hamper from Vinny's room.  Like every teenage boy, and particularly one that plays sports, his bin was full of smelly sweaty clothes.  As I was tossing pieces of clothing into the washer, I grabbed a pair of Vinny's white compression shorts, and felt some crusty cum residue on the crotch area.  Involuntarily, I pulled them up to my face and inhaled the scent of his sweaty musk and cum, sending a wave of energy down my body.

But as I held it up to my face, Vinny rounded the corner and stopped in his tracks when he saw me.  I immediately pulled them down and tossed them into the washer.

"Oh hey, son.  What's up?  I didn't know you were back from practice.  I'm just catching up on laundry," I said, trying to act like I wasn't just sniffing his cum stained underwear.

He grinned slightly, looking down at the laundry and then back at me.  "Yeah, I see that....Um, I was going to order a pizza.  You want your usual, sausage and pepperoni?" he asked.

"Sure, sounds great. You can get my card out of my wallet," I said, turning back to tossing pieces of clothing into the wash.  

"Cool, I'm going to order and then hop in the shower and rinse off," he said and walked out.  I chastised myself quietly for having just been caught doing that.  But my dick was still a little hard from his scent.

About 10 mins later, when I was still in the laundry room, I heard Vinny walking down the hall.  

He soon appeared, wearing only a towel wrapped low around his waist.  "Hey, dad, did you start the wash yet?  If there's still room, these are pretty sweaty from practice today," he said as he tossed me a pair of wadded up black compression shorts.  I could immediately feel that they were drenched in sweat.

"Sure, I'll toss these in too," I said.

"Sweet, thanks, dad....and sorry, they probably smell pretty strong," he said, and I swear he shot me a half wink before turning and walking out, but wasn't completely sure.

I opened up the underwear, and not only were they drench in sweat, but there were streaks of white cum across the crotch area.  But it wasn't dried and crusty, like his others.  It was still wet.  My son had just jacked off in them right before bringing them down to me.  

Drawing it up to my face, I inhaled deeply, the pungent scent of his wet boy juice, which was even stronger, mixed with his sweat immediately shot my dick to full attention.  And then I started wondering if he had done this on purpose after having caught me sniffing his underwear, or if my mind was once again too influenced by some recent porn I'd been watching at night since my wife was out of the house.

But then, staring down at the creamy streaks of my son's jizz, I pulled it back up to my face.  Although this time, instead of smelling it, I licked the still warm cum from the sweaty cloth.  Having tasted my own cum many times, and that of other guys, I knew that each man tastes different.  Although his was very similar in taste to mine, it was also just slightly different.  Tasting my son's essence made my dick even harder, and I almost whipped it out and jacked off right then.  Instead, I tucked his underwear into my own, to bring them up to my room to use as jack off material later tonight.

As I passed by his room, the door was open.  He was drying himself off with a towel, bent over, his ass facing me as he dried off his legs.  I paused for a few seconds admiring the view, before I knocked gently on the open door, causing him to stand up and turn around but not bothering to cover himself up.

"Hey son, when's the pizza gonna be here?" I asked.

He walked over to grab his phone, his soft dick swing back and forth against his muscular quads.  "Um, looks like it's 10 minutes away."

"Great, I'll see you downstairs then.  You going out tonight?"

"Nah.  Thought we could have a father/son night since mom's away.  Eat some pizza, watch a movie.  What do you say?" he asked, pulling on some tight forest green boxer briefs that barely came down his thighs.

"Giving your old man one of your last senior year Friday nights?!  I'll take it!" I joked, causing him to shoot me a cute grin before I made my way down the hall to my bedroom to stash his cum stained underwear in the nightstand drawer.

I went back downstairs and was in the kitchen to grab a beer when I heard the doorbell ring.

"I got it, dad!" I heard Vinny yelling as he loudly skipped down the stairs.  

He soon appeared in the kitchen carrying the large pizza box and still only wearing his forest green boxer briefs, which he filled out nicely.

"So was it the pizza girl or pizza guy you gave a show to?" I said, joking, looking him up and down.

"More like Pizza Daddy," he joked back, almost causing me to spit out the beer I had in my mouth.  

He flipped open the pizza box and we each ate a few slices standing at the kitchen island chatting about his practice and school.  With anyone who has a teenager, getting any actual conversation out of them is a victory, so this was particularly nice that he was open and chatty.  I just had to try and not stare at his bare chest and ass the whole time.

While we continued to scarf down the pizza, he asked if he could have a beer, which I said yes since he was staying in.  It was nice for the two of us guys to be bonding over pizza and beer.  It wouldn't be long before the house would be empty when he leaves for college, so I was glad to spend some one on one time with him.

It didn't take long for us to finish off the pizza and move on to our second beers.

"So, you wanna watch a movie, son?" I asked.

"Yeah, sounds good.  You want to watch in your room?  Your TV is bigger," he said.

"Sure, yeah," I responded, a little surprised that he didn't want to watch in the TV room, which had the biggest TV of the house and a better speaker system.  But we headed upstairs.  My eyes were fixated on his glutes, flexing against the thin fabric while he scaled the stairs in front of me.

As soon as we got into the room, he playfully jumped onto the bed and grab the remote from the side table.  I had expected him to sit on the small couch we have in our room. 

Still in my business casual clothes, I pulled off my shoes and socks and unbuttoned my oxford shirt.

"I hope I'm still as jacked as you when I'm your age," Vinny said, looking over at me.

"Gee, thanks.  I'm not that old, you little shit," I shot back.

"Nah, sorry, I just meant that a lot of my friends' dads have these huge bellies and don't work out at all and have given up since they have wives.  You're in great shape is what I meant," he said.

"I know, I'm just messing with you," I said, as I dropped my slacks and started putting them on the hanger as I stood in just my red briefs.  "You've got good genes. All the men in our family were either military or star athletes, or both, and it's showing with you too.  But you have to keep putting in the work, like you've been doing, and not give up once you get married."

I started to pull on some sweat pants, but Vinny chimed in, "You can hang in those if you want.  It's just us, and I'm only wearing these."

I shrugged and hopped into bed next to him in just my briefs as he continued to flip through the movie options.  We finally settled on the new Top Gun movie, which we'd both seen before, but is one of those movies you can watch over and over, especially at high volume, and we knew my wife would never agree to.

The movie got started and Vinny snuggled up next to me, giving me the chance to wrap my arm around him, my hand resting on his bare muscular pec.  I'd have to struggle to not pop a boner next to him, because the briefs I was wearing already straining to contain my large balls and soft cock.

I enjoyed feeling him pressed against my bare skin during the first part of the movie.  When it got to the first sex scene, Vinny turned and said to me, "Dad, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, son.  Anything.  What's on your mind?  Need me to explain the birds and the bees and what they're about to do?" I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Haha, funny.  I still remember that awkward talk when I was 12!  Anyways...you know my buddy, Kevin, right?  Well, he borrowed his dad's tablet the other night to play a game, and saw in his browser history the porn he'd been watching.  And he said it was some strange shit that his dad was jacking off to.  And I was thinking, you know, with the same genes and everything, you'd think that fathers and sons would have the same, you know, interests, in what gets them going, like, sexually.  So then Kevin was like, who knows what your dad is into, and I was like, who the fuck knows...." he said, somewhat rambling, as the sex scene unfolded on the screen.

"Son, first of all, masturbating and exploring your sexuality is perfectly normal, especially at your age.  There's nothing to be ashamed of in trying new things, or experiences, or whatever gets you horny, as long as you're safe, and you don't get anyone pregnant," I joked.  "Shit, your grandfather used to say that the Miller family giant balls that we all have produce so much testosterone and semen that they'd explode if we didn't jack off at least twice a day," I said, chuckling.

"Haha, I'm glad you said 'at least'.  I have to cum like four times a day, especially after practice," he said, opening up, which I was glad for, but it was also starting to cause my dick to stir thinking about the taste of his last jack off session.

"And that's perfectly normal, son.  I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to talk to me about it...So, to your question earlier, what kind of porn do you like to jack off to?"

"You know, like the usual stuff.  Big tits and everything," he said, somewhat muted.

"Yeah, sure."

And then after a pause.  "But, like, I started watching these videos of threeways, mostly two guys on one girl...but then, you know, you go down this like pornhub vortex, and then some of the recommended videos had the guys messing with each other too, in addition to fucking the chick."

"Yeah, and you liked watching that too?" I said, trying not to go full mast at the course of this conversation.

"Kind of.  Is that weird?" he asked, looking up at me, then back at the movie.

"Not at all.  It's kind of hot to watch," I said, opening the door for him.

"So, have you ever, you know, when you were younger, done that?" he asked.

"Yeah, although it was mostly one on one with another guy rather than a threesome with another chick," I said openly, just not pointing out that it was three days ago the last time I did it.

"Really?  Does mom know you're bi?" He seemed a little surprised.

"Well, we didn't have a label for it back then, but yeah, she knows that I messed around with some guys in college," I said.  I paused a minute and then asked, "Have you ever experimented with another guy?  You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but just know that I wouldn't judge you at all if you had," I said, pulling him into me.

He hesitated for a bit, but then said.  "Well, there's this sophomore on the team, and he sucks just about all of our dicks, and....well, never mind," he said, looking back down.

"You can be open with me, son.  Really, about anything," I said, leaning over to give him a gentle kiss on the forehead to make him feel more comfortable.

"Ok, but you have to promise you won't freak out," he said, causing me to become increasingly nervous.  But I nodded to encourage him to keep talking.  "Well, you know my buddy Sammy, his dad is an Air Force guy.  Well, he's like ranked as the second hottest dad of the class...after you by the way....but, like, I've been kind of into this porn where younger guys fuck older muscular daddy types, and, um, well, I'll just say it...I ended up fucking Sammy's dad," he said, pausing and looking up to see what my reaction was.

"Wow, son, I, uh...well, I'm glad that you feel ok talking about this with me.  I, uh, am a bit surprised, but I think these feelings you have are something that a boy your age is fine to explore if that's something that gets you off sexually and it's not something that he pressured you into," I said, knowing my dick was growing by the second just thinking about my son fucking Sammy's dad, who I had met before and was a total masculine stud.  Hell, I'd fuck him.  I mean, I knew Vinny wasn't a virgin, but I guess I hadn't quite processed that he might be sleeping with men, let alone older men.

"No, he didn't. I mean, if anything, I kind of pressured him," he said.  At that, my dick was rock hard.  "And thanks, dad.  I've been struggling with it, and I'm glad I can talk to you about it."  He continued,  "But, for you, did those thoughts ever go away after you married mom?"

"Um, son, that's, um, well...."

"Dad, I just opened up to you, like big time.  You can talk to me too.  I won't say anything to mom, I promise," he said, looking up at me.

I struggled with what to say to him, but after a few second, I said, "Listen, son.  You know I love your mother very much.  But, yes, I have ongoing fantasies and desires, and I have acted on some of those that have involved other guys."

He perked up after hearing that and looked up at me.  "So, like, older guys, or younger guys, or guys your age??"

"Son, this is...uh...."

"Come on, dad.  I haven't had anyone to talk to about this stuff.  Don't clam up on me now!" he pleaded.  "Like, if I like guys 20 years older than me, does that mean you like 70 year olds?" he asked, genuinely, but it came across the wrong way.

"Fuck you, shithead.  No, that's not how it works," I joked, pulling him into a playful headlock.

"Ok, ok, fine.  So what is it, what's your prime piece of guy ass?" he asked.

"Well, recently, I have, uh started playing around with younger guys," I said.

"Younger like what, my age??" he prodded.

"Well, plus a couple years, but yeah," I conceded.

"You fuck the shit out of them?" he asked.  I have to admit, I've never had a conversation out loud like this, but in a way, it was nice to have someone to talk to about it, even if it was my son.

"Well, it depends," I said.

"Wait, you get fucked?!" he said, seemingly surprised.

"If it's a muscular jock, yeah," I admitted.

"Holy shit!" he said, sitting up looking at me.  "My dad is a muscle daddy bottom?! You dog!" he said, slapping me on my bare chest.

"Relax, I've only done it a couple times," I said.

"Show me!" he said.

"What?"

"Show me their pics.  The dudes who fucked you," he said.

"I, uh, I don't know if I...."

"Dad, don't bullshit me.  I know you have pics of these guys!" he said.

I gave up, and reached over to grab my phone, opening up the hidden picture folder and clicking on a naked pic of Jimmy, the college soccer player that had been fucking me the last couple weeks, and handed the phone over to Vinny.  He grabbed it quickly, focused down on the screen, even using his fingers to zoom in on the pic, presumably his crotch.

"Not bad, dad.  Bro's pretty jacked, but I think I have a better chest and legs," he said.

"I don't disagree, son.  You've made great strides this year.  You should be proud...."

He started swiping through my pictures then paused on one.  "Hey, I know this guy!" he said, also zooming in on the pic.

"What?  Which one?" I said, grabbing the phone to see the picture of a total stud that had fucked me in the country club steam room a couple weeks ago after I played a round of golf with some clients.

"Yeah, that's Brock.  He's in my class.  But, damn, I didn't realize he was so hung," he said.

"Fucking kid said he was a sophomore in college!" I said, looking again at his picture.  The guy did look a couple years older, given his trimmed facial hair, but I was taken aback that I'd gone so far as to let one of Vinny's classmates fuck me.

"Haha, he totally played you.  I had no idea he fucked guys.  He's a total slut with all the girls at school, so he probably used the same moves on you, haha."

"Alright, alright.  So, let's see yours," I said.  

"My what?"

"Pics of your conquests," I said, slapping him on his muscular thigh.

He shrugged.  "I don't have any..."

"Oh piss off.  Kids your age have pics of everything," I chided him.

"I know, I know.  But I do have a video," he said with a grin on his face that accompanied his big reveal.  He grabbed his phone, and opened up the video, hit play and handed the phone to me, as he watched my face while I viewed it.

I don't know what I expected to see when he said video, but it certainly wasn't what I was looking at.  On the screen was a video clip of Vinny's bare cock sliding into Sammy's dad's round ass.  After watching his large cock slide in and out a couple times, I hit unmute, and the audio almost made me cum in my briefs.

"You like your boy's cock inside your ass, dad??!" Vinny said with a deep voice.

"Yes, son, I want your boy dick deep inside me.  Fuck me harder, son!" Sammy's dad grunted, half out of breath as my son continued to pound him aggressively.

Then the camera panned up and showed the view through a mirror...Sammy's muscular dad on all fours, looking up, his mouth open and eyes rolling into the back of his head, with Vinny fucking him from behind, flexing for the the video, his muscular body covered in a light sweat as his abs and obliques flexed with each thrust into Sammy's dad's hole.

"Yeah, dad, I'm gonna give you my big load, use this giant cock that you gave me," Vinny said, and a couple seconds later, he let out a huge grunt as he shot his load deep inside the guy's ass.  "Fuck, dad, you feel how big that load was I just filled you up with?" he said, as the video showed him pulling his dick out, some of his creamy white load oozing out of Sammy's dad's hole.

"Dad, there's still some cum on my cock.  Come lick it off," he commanded, and then the video showed Sammy's dad spin around and lick every drop of cum off Vinny's still hard cock, and then deep throat it one last time before it plopped out, and the video stopped.

I was still in a state of shock having just watched a makeshift porn staring my son.  I didn't realize that my hand had involuntarily moved down to start rubbing my dick through the fabric of my briefs while I watched it.  I looked up at Vinny.  

"Pretty hot, huh?" he said.

"Damn, um, yeah.  It, uh, was, son.  You're really into the role play, huh?" I said, looking down and noticing Vinny was also sporting a pretty large hardon in his boxer briefs.

"Yeah, I mean, the more we talked to each other like that, the hotter it was for both of us.  I think I shot a gallon of cum into him," he said, grinning.

"Fuck, now I'm hard thinking about it.  And I can see you are too, dad.  You wanna watch some porn and jack off, relieve ourselves?" he said.

"Uh, yeah, sure, I guess, son," I couldn't believe where this was going, and that it was Vinny that was pushing us there.  But at this point, my rock hard dick was controlling my brain, and I wasn't going to say no.

He smiled, and then after messing with his phone for a few seconds, the TV was displaying the porn site he was viewing on his phone.  He clicked one of the most viewed recent videos, a young college girl with big tits getting pounded by two football players with smooth bodies and long hard cocks.

"This ok to start with?" Vinny asked, leaning back against the head board next to me, our cocks straining against our underwear.

"Sure, son, works for me," I said, looking over at the tent in his shorts, while slowing rubbing my own dick.

But as I looked back up at the screen, I could see on the side of the page the "recent views", and all of them were stepdad/stepson scenes with older muscular guys getting fucked by younger twinks or jocks.

"Son, if you want to watch something else, one of your other favorites, feel free," I said, opening the door for him.

"You sure, dad?" he asked, tentatively.

"Yeah, like you said, you wondered if we get off to the same type of porn, so let's find out."

He smiled and turned back to his phone, clicking on a new video, that popped up on the TV.  The scene started out with a stepdad picking up his stepson from baseball practice.  It was clear where it was going.

"Well, shall we shed these?" I said, pulling down my briefs, my cock starting to hurt being so constrained by them.

As soon as I pulled them down, my rock hard cock flopped back against my stomach, already starting to ooze some clear precum, and I caught Vinny staring at it.

"I guess you've never seen it hard, have you?" I said.  "Does this make you feel uncomfortable, son?" I asked, as the cheesy dialogue continued on the screen.

"No, dad," he said, continuing to stare at it, as he pulled his own boxer briefs off, revealing his own rock hard dick.  Seeing it hard for the first time, I was proud to see that it was almost exactly like mine, big and girthy, and also starting to leak some precum.  "I just, it's just that ours are so alike," he said, his hand now wrapped around the base of his.

"Like I said, son, the men in our family have been blessed with a long history of large dicks and even bigger balls," I said, lightheartedly. 

We both looked back at the screen as the muscular older stepdad was now "accidentally" walking into the stepson's room while he was only wearing a sweaty jock.  Both Vinny and I were slowly stroking our cocks as we watched, and I continued to steal glances over at him while he continued to fist his hard dick.

"Do you have any lube or lotion?" Vinny asked.

"Yeah, over in that side table," I said, before I could remember that is where I had stashed his cum soaked compression shorts earlier.  But it was too late. He had already reached over and opened the drawer.

"Dad?" he said, pulling them out of the drawer.

"Yeah?" I answered nervously.

"Are these my shorts from earlier?" he asked, looking over at me, holding them up.

After panicking for a couple seconds trying to come up with an explanation, he eventually started cracking up.

"Haha, I'm just fucking with you.  After I caught you sniffing my old pair, I figured you needed one that was fresh from the faucet," he chuckled.  

"Son, I, uh, I mean..." I stumbled to get any words out.

"Dad, it's cool, really," he said, tossing the shorts down at the end of the bed with the ones we'd just shed.  What he didn't realize is that I hadn't just sniffed them, I had licked his boy juice off of them.

Looking back at the video, the stepdad was now down on his knees in the boy's room, pulling his hard dick out of the side of the pouch of his jock and deep throating it.

"Fuuuckkk," I head Vinny say under his breath as he continued jacking his cock, his head now glistening from the precum oozing out.  I could tell he was totally into the scene, and I was totally into watching him jack his dick, getting more and more turned on.

And then the boy on the screen pulled his stepdad up and aggressively turned him around, pulling down his jeans and briefs and bending him over the bed to thrust his younger cock into the older guy's muscular ass.

I looked over at Vinny, who was intently focused on the screen with his big green eyes.  He was biting his lip as his muscular chest heaved up and down as he got worked up, all the while his fist wrapped firmly around his dick, causing the head to swell and the veins up his shaft to become even more visible.  

God damn, my son was sexy as fuck like this.  Just pure teenage testosterone and masculine sexuality.  I couldn't wait to watch him bust his load all across his muscular chest.  From the looks of him, that wouldn't be too long.

Then he looked over at me.  "You really into this, huh, son?" I asked, still stroking my cock, but slowly to avoid shooting too quickly.

"Yeah, it's hot as fuck.  It's all I can think about, dad," he said.  Then, after a pause, "If you think about it, it's kind of like us."

"What?" I asked, confused.

"The porno.  The hot baseball player son, and his hot muscular dad...well, stepdad.  They can't say real dad out loud, but that's what they always mean.  So, like you and me."

"Yeah, but you don't throw me over the bed and fuck me," I joked, laughing off his comment.

"Careful what you wish for, dad," he said back.  Shit, is he for real, I thought to myself.

"Vinny...."

He looked over at me, a serious look in his eyes, but also sexual lust.  "What?  My dick's bigger than Brock's, right?  And I bet I'm a better top than he is," he said.

"Son, you shouldn't say that.  We can't...."

"Why not, dad?  We're both horny as fuck.  I want to fuck a hot daddy ass right now, and there's one sitting right next to me that I just found out has been getting fucked by my classmate and other dudes my age, so why not me too?" 

Oh, horny teenager logic.  But to my surprise he was dead serious.

"Come on, feel how hard this is," he said, pulling my hand over to his warm hard throbbing dick.  "Don't you want to feel it inside you?" he asked. I couldn't help by squeeze his cock, and the feel of it, and knowing I'd just crossed that line with my son the jock, almost made me shoot my load right then.  As I ran my hand up his shaft, a large drop of precum oozed out onto my thumb.  I lifted it up and licked it off.

"Holy shit!" he said, amazed at what I'd just done.  "How does it taste? Just like yours??" he asked.  

"It actually does," I said.  "Here, try for yourself," I said, squeezing some from the tip of my own dick and bringing it up to his mouth.  As he licked it off my finger, his eyes got wide.  

"Shit, we really do taste the same, dad!  I love eating my precum when I jack off.  You too?"  I nodded in agreement.

"Dad, let's re-enact this scene.  It'll be so hot!" he said.  Before I could react, he was rewinding the video to where the dad was starting to suck the stepson off.  As he hit play, he reached over and pulled my red briefs on, which couldn't contain his rock hard dick, which was sticking out of the top waist band, and then stood up on the bed, positioning his crotch right at my face, as he looked down at me in excitement.

I looked over at the screen, as the dad was pulling the "step" son's cock out of his jock, and then back up at Vinny's crotch, and decided to just go with it.  At this point, my cock was in control of my mind, and having already felt my son's dick in my hand, I wasn't about to stop there once Vinny opened the door for more.  I lifted the pouch of the briefs and pulled his hard dick and balls out, and stared at his amazing cock just sticking straight out at me, some more precum already dripping out of the tip.

And then porno dad started sucking his stepson, so I leaned forward, as Vinny looked down at me in anticipation, and opened my lips, taking the tip of his cock into my mouth for the first time, my tongue caressing the underside of his head and shaft.

"Oh fuck!" Vinny exclaimed as soon as my lips and tongue met the smooth skin of his dick.

I pushed down harder, feeling Vinny's hands on the back of my head, as more of his thick girthy cock slid into my mouth and pressed against the back of my throat.  Although Vinny was on the larger size of the dicks I'd sucked recently, I did have some experience with hung guys, so I was able to release my throat and let it slide all the way down to the base.

"Fucking shit, dad.  You got the whole thing down!  Nobody's been able to swallow my whole cock before!" he exclaimed, his hands holding my head down on his dick while I flexed my throat and swirled my tongue across his shaft.  I could feel the throbbing of his cock against my throat in response.  I reached back and grabbed his muscular ass as I slowly pulled off and then pulled his waist to me as I swallowed him whole again.  As the tip of his cock slid over my tongue, I could taste the warm salty precum that was now leaking out even more.

"That feels so fucking good, dad," he said, continuing to watch his cock slide in and out of my mouth.

He broke his stare and looked over at the screen, realizing that it was now at the point where the boy bent his stepdad over the bed to start fucking him.

"Fuck yeah, dad.  Now it's time!" he said, pulling his cock out and yanking my briefs off entirely. "The dad's bent over the edge of the bed, but I want you on all fours," he said, with an air of confidence and command that he would have never have directed at me.

I obliged, and got on all fours facing the TV.  I felt my son's hands plant firmly on my ass, spreading my cheeks widely as he spit on hole.  He then ran the length of his hard cock up and down my crack, teasing me.

"You want this cock, don't you, dad??" he said, with the same cocky voice that I'd heard in the video of him with Sammy's dad.  Hell, it just hit me that Vinny has been the one in control of the situation the entire evening.

But before I could process that thought any more, I felt the swollen tip of his cock press against my hole, and then enter me as I relaxed it.  He slid in just enough to let me adjust to his girth, but he didn't stop until he was fully inside me.  

I gasped at the sensation of his large dick stretching me out, and as his head passed by my prostate, a small amount of cum leaked out of my cock onto the sheets.  

"How do you like your son's cock, dad?" he said, as he slowly pulled out of me about half way before thrusting it back in, his hands guiding my ass like a pro.

"Feels amazing, son!" I managed to mutter between my audible moaning.

"I know it does.  Better than those other jocks that fucked your ass??" he asked, as he now got into a rhythmic flow, pushing in and out of my ass, hitting me with just the right angle.

"Oh yes, son!  You know how to fuck this ass so much better than they did," I said.  While it was the truth, it was very clear that he was getting competitive with the other jocks I had hooked up with.

My answer seemed to motivate him even more, as he picked up the pace after giving me a firm slap on my ass.  The feeling of his dick slamming deep into my hole and his balls slapping against my ass got me right up to the edge of cumming, but I did everything to try and keep from shooting my load.  I didn't want this to end.

He reached over and grabbed his cum stained underwear I had stashed earlier and shoved it in my face, the scent of his cum and musk taking over my senses as I held them against my nose and mouth, inhaling through them.

"Fuck me, son!" I yelled out, as I looked over to my left and caught a perfect side view in the mirror of my son mounting me, while continuing to sniff his underwear.  He was starting to build up a light sweat, which coated all of his muscles, now bulging and flexing, from his quads, up to his glutes, and his torso and arms, with each thrust of his massive dick into me.

He broke his focus on my ass and looked over, catching my eyes in the mirror, shooting me a sly grin and a wink.  Combined with the smell of his sweat and cum in his underwear, seeing that was the last straw.  Without any physical contact, my dick started erupting, spewing loads of cum down across the bed below me, as I screamed out in pleasure, my ass contracting around Vinny's dick, which didn't stop pounding me.

"Fuck yeah, dad, shoot that load!" he said, encouraging me, both of us loud enough to wake up the neighbors.  

After I finished shooting what felt like the largest load of my life, I expected him to either cum inside me or slow down.  But he didn't.

"I'm not done with your ass, dad.  We're going to keep going," he said, again with that confident, cocky attitude, that, as a parent would drive me nuts, but as the guy getting fucked by him, was hot as fuck.

He pulled out of me and instructed me to flip over on my back.  I complied and he grabbed my ankles, positioning them just right so he could enter my hole again.  I now had a full view of my son as he continued to destroy my hole.

My cock was still leaking cum, but was already getting hard again as I watched Vinny's muscular torso flex with each thrust of his dick inside me.  And he fucked with the confidence of an experienced porn star, which got me even more aroused.  We locked eyes and he shot me a look that was a sexy mix of lust and passion. 

"Fuck, son, you feel so fucking good!" I said, further encouraging him.

He looked down at my dick, and seeing a small pool of cum that continued to leak out, he reached down and scooped some up with his thumb.  He then brought it up to my mouth and rubbed it across my lips, before leaning down on top of me and kissing me, our lips and tongues caressing each other with the taste of my cum swirling between them.

And that must have been the final trigger for Vinny, because I soon felt his breathing increase and before I knew it, his lips were locked deeply onto mine as I felt his cock pulsing deep inside my ass, filling it with his teenage cum.  The sensation inside me immediately caused me to shoot another large load as my cock was pressed between our abs.

He continued shooting inside me, and he moaned deeply as we kissed, even biting my lip a little too hard as his body shook during his extended orgasm.

When he finally stopped cumming, he collapsed onto me, and I wrapped my arms around him, our sweaty bodies pressed against each other while we recovered.

As soon as he came to, he pulled back and looked me in the eye, still on top of me.  "So, was that the best fuck you've had so far?" he asked.

"Jesus, Vinny, you're a competitive little fuck, huh?" I joked, running my hand along his muscular back and resting on his perfect ass.

"Well, my dad didn't raise me to go for second place, in anything in life, not just sports," he chuckled.  "And so far, every guy...and chick...has said I've been the best fuck of their life....So???" he said, genuinely wanting me to answer that.

I paused for a minute, acting like I was thinking about other guys just to mess with him, before responding. "Yeah, alright.  I admit, you're the best so far."  His face immediately lit up with pride.

"I knew it! And, for the record, dad, you're the best ass I've had," he said, smiling and giving me a peck on the cheek before sitting up and straddling me.

"Well, I did raise a hot jock son who can fuck," I said, running my hands across his muscular body as he sat on me.

He looked down and noticed the remnants of my load on my stomach, and reached down to scrape some up, pulling it up to his mouth and licking it off his fingers.  My dick started getting hard again watching my son lick my cum off his fingers.

"You really like cum, huh, son?"  I asked.

"I usually only like eating my own, and not other guys, but yours tastes so much like mine, but even better.  I started shooting as soon as I tasted it, haha," he joked.

"Yeah, I noticed that...But unfortunately, all your cum is up my ass, so I can't compare," I said, ignoring the fact that I had licked his load out of his underwear earlier.

He grinned, and then edged back off my waist, before pulling my ass up off the bed, exposing my ass.  I must have been leaking cum out of my hole because he bent down and licked a pretty large amount of cum off my hole and then crawled back over me to share it with me through another passionate kiss.

As soon as the taste of his cum hit my tongue, I knew exactly what he was talking about.  Our loads tasted very similar, only a slight difference.  But I wasn't in a rush to end another kiss with him, his smooth lips and aggressive tongue dominating mine.

"See what I mean?" he asked, as he pulled away from my face.

I nodded.  "Yeah, I think we may be related," I joked.  

He then looked up at the screen, where the porn was still playing, and the son was blowing his load into the dad's open mouth.  

"We're way hotter than those two," he said, his competitive side still going strong.

"Yeah, too bad we weren't the ones being filmed," I joked.

"Um, I kind of did," he said, nodding over at his phone that was propped up on the side table facing us.  He scanned my face for a reaction.

"Fuck yeah, you better send me that," I said, knowing it would give me weeks of jack off material reliving this hot fuck session.

He was clearly relieved at my reaction.

"So, you wanna go rinse off?" I said, realizing that the room smelled of sweat, sex and cum.

"Nah, I kind of like it like this," he said.  "Wanna finish Top Gun?"

I nodded and we switched the TV back over to the movie and cuddled up together, still buck naked and covered in sweat and cum.  Vinny fell asleep in my arms in about twenty minutes, and I didn't last much longer, and we slept through the whole night, our two naked bodies passed against each other.

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