Father & Son's Jock Sweat

"So Dad, how did you like your first gay experience?"

That question really rattled my brain when my son Jake asked it.  I don't recall my answer to him.  I mean.  I just had the most mind blowing orgasm of my life.  I licked my son's balls, sucked his cock, and rimmed his sweaty ass.  And I did it willingly, at least at the time I did.  Afterwards, I was greatly ashamed of my actions.  I had sex with my son.  That's not supposed to happen.  I'm a married man, respected in my community, good job, loving wife, smart well mannered kids.

It was a blur when it happened and then the moments right after were indistinct as well.  I know I did stagger to the shower and wash the cum and sweat off of me.  Jake was gone when I got cleaned up.  His door was open, but that stale jock smell was gone.  I was drained so I lay down on my bed and took a short nap.

It was like a new day had dawned when I woke up.  It seemed as though the shower had washed away almost all memory of what I had done.  I had a funny, chalky taste in my mouth and my balls seemed a little sore, but I was rested and ready to go.

I realized that I had somehow missed my workout with Tony.  I could remember anticipating it, but then the reason I missed was not in my brain.  Well, it was still early enough.  I'd just go jog through the park and work off that beer.

I dressed in my running shorts and a cut-off half shirt that exposed my hairy abs.  And out the door I went.  The air was fresh and clean and my easy strides carried me the 3 blocks to the park in almost no time.  There were few other joggers on the track, but I decided to run on the hiking trail.  The shadows were getting long and I reminded myself not to go further than I intended.  I was definitely running easily.  My legs carried me through the woods at a rapid pace.  I finally reversed my course and headed for home.
I ran for several minutes and finally cleared the trees.  I was sweating freely, my shirt now soaked and my hairy legs almost dripping.  All of a sudden I needed to piss and so I walked to the small brick bathroom.  A wave of stale piss and body odor assaulted my nostrils as I entered.  Damn, this stinks.  I'm gonna have to complain to my city councilman.  The city maintenance department was falling down on the job.

The floor was slick with water.  If I didn't have to go so bad, I would have turned around left that dirty bathroom.  The two urinals had out of order signs on them, so I headed for the stalls.  The first two were locked, but the last one was open.  I barely made it.  I pulled my shorts down, pissed like a racehorse, and inhaled deeply.  I regretted that deep breathe. In the split second to think that, I also seemed to recognize a familiar scent.  As I finished my piss, I puzzled over that smell.  I took another deep breathe.  The stink wasn't nearly as strong as before, but another smell was starting to dominate my thoughts.  A musky, locker room smell. Maybe it was my own rank, sweaty pits or even my balls.

It was very strange.  I had finished my piss, but I didn't pull up my shorts and tuck myself away.  I just stood there and let it all hang out. And then my dick jerked from fully limp to a start on a hardon.  It seemed as though I couldn't get enough of that smell.  My dick was definitely responding.  I was almost fully hard now and that's when I felt someone watching me.  I quickly looked up and around, but I was alone.  And then I looked down and to my left and saw a finger and a pair of lips.

It was a smacking sound coming through that hole in the stall wall.  I involuntarily turned toward that hole and a low moan escaped the mouth.  A deep voice echoed through my brain, "Let me suck it for you, man."

I hesitated.  My brain was buzzing.  I didn't know what to do.  My dick was so hard it was throbbing with my rapid heartbeat.  The man on the other side of that hole decided for me.  He reached through that wall and grabbed my balls and pulled me toward him.  I cried out as his lips touched my cock head.  And then the whole shaft was enveloped by a wet heat. I groaned again at the feeling of a raspy tongue on my sensitive shaft.  I felt him pull off to the end and chew on my foreskin.  His hand never left my balls.  He didn't need to hold me in position.  I was there voluntarily now.

I was gripping the top of the stall, almost trying to force my body through that wall.  I lifted up a bit and was able to see into his stall.  He was licking my cock head in loving strokes.  He grinned at me and then dove down all the way to my sweaty bush.  He was one prime cocksucker, I thought in my fogged out brain.

A mild shock went through my system.  Cocksucker?  It seemed as though someone had called me a cocksucker not too long ago.  The poker games got pretty rowdy sometimes.  Maybe that's where I remember that term.  My attention went back to the real cocksucker working my throbbing dick.

I watched as he withdrew his mouth again, but this time when he looked at me he spoke.  "You want to join me in here?"  He stood up and unlatched his door and nodded at me.

I was in a trance it seemed.  I didn't think that was a very good idea, but I wanted him to suck on my dick some more.  And there was the unspoken promise of other things he could do for me.

I stayed in position, dick waving through that hole.  He reached out and stroked it and then said, "Come on stud.  I won't hurt you.  I'll make you feel better than you've ever felt in your life."

Fuck!  What a statement.  I had never given a second thought to getting pleasure from another guy.  Yeah, I've got several good buddies that I go to ballgames with and workout with.  But that's not at all what this guy was talking about.

Again, it was my dick thinking for me.  I unlatched my stall door and joined this guy in his.  He was back on his knees in a flash and that hot, wet heat wrapped around my cock again.  This time I gripped his head and slammed my dick deep in his throat.  His hands started to roam over my body giving me thrills in spots I had never considered before.  My nipples were one place he seemed to concentrate on.  I've got a lot of hair on my pecs and my nipples are quite often buried in the fur, but he found them and teased them into hard jutting points.

I was slamming my dick in and out of his wet mouth, rapidly approaching climax.  But then he pushed me back against the wall, sliding his mouth off my cock.  I gasped in frustration.  I wanted to cum awful bad.  He just grinned at me, stood up, wrapped his arms around my back and pulled me into a deep tongue kiss.  Before I could push him away, I smelled my cock and balls on his face, and then I didn't want to get away from that hot kiss.  All reservations left me at that point.  I couldn't wait to explore his body like he had been exploring mine.

"This isn't exactly the proper place to introduce you to this kind of sex. How about we go to my place and get it on there?"  This guy had the deepest voice I had ever heard.  It rumbled through my mind and caused my cock to throb even harder.  He must have seen agreement on my face because the next thing I knew, I was dressed and stumbling along behind him to his pickup truck.

He apologized for the mess inside the cab.  There was a used jockstrap on floor and the air was heavy with ball stink.  It smelled like a locker room. I just leaned back and inhaled the odor.  I couldn't put my finger on it, but there seemed to be something mesmerizing about that smell.  Something familiar more that what a gym smells like.  He put his hand on my thigh and said he lived just a few blocks away and then we could get better acquainted.

It didn't take longer than a couple of minutes and he was pulling in to a house and then we were inside and his hands were all over me again.  My clothes weren't in the best shape before, but now he ripped my shirt and shorts off of me and started licking my body all over.  I just lay there on the floor and purred.  I had never felt anything like this before.  He had a short beard and he rubbed me in places I didn't know existed.  My nipples, my armpits, cock and balls, my legs, he even rubbed and licked my ass.  My body was on edge, my cock throbbing and dripping, I wanted to cum so bad. But I wanted this hot sex to continue too.

I rolled him off of me and then started my own exploration of his body.  He was in great shape, as good or even better than me.  His abs were defined sharper than mine.  I kissed him and then licked my way down his throat to his chest.  The hair wasn't as thick as mine, but it was still a generous covering. I licked and pinched his nipples and buried my face in his fragrant pit when he lifted and flexed his big arm.  I had him groaning in that deep voice of his.  I enjoyed hearing that rumbling coming from his throat.
After I licked his pit I continued my journey down this man's body.  The chest hair thinned into a small line that ran down across those wash board abs and into his thick pubes.  He truly had a sharply defined 6-pack.  I let him know with my tongue that I appreciated his many ab crunches.  I know I don't need to keep you in suspense, but when I licked his belly button, my chin butted up against his throbbing, leaking cock head.  I pulled back to look at my first man cock up close.  It was very similar in overall size to mine, but he was cut, the head a deep purple color.  There was something shiny running out of the slit on the tip of the head and I experimentally licked it up.
Damn!  It was like a burst of fireworks exploded in my head.  The precum burned on my tongue.  I had the distinct impression that this wasn't my first time this near another cock, but I couldn't figure it out.  I didn't remember any other time that I had sucked cock or been sucked by a man.  But this felt natural, as though I had lots of experience.
My partner groaned and thrust his cock against my face.  I looked at that hard cock and decided I didn't care if it was my first time or not.  I fit my lips around that wide cock head and started to suck, gradually pushing my head into his groin.  Inch after throbbing inch penetrated my mouth and then my throat.  I didn't gag and I didn't pull off until my nose was buried in his sweaty bush.

"Oh my God!", he yelled.  "I'm going to cum in that hot married mouth of yours if you don't stop!"

Damn, why stop now, I thought.  He gave me lots of pleasure and if my mouth makes him cum, so be it.  I'll have to say that I was kind of proud that I could get him to cum so quickly.  I just didn't figure on some much cum.  His dick was still buried in my throat when I felt the first contractions and then a hot feeling deep inside.  He was cumming and cumming.  I finally pulled back to get my first taste of cum.  His body was shaking and jerking, his legs spread wide and me between them.

When he finally stopped cumming, he pulled me up on top of him and stuck his tongue in my mouth.  He was trying to taste his own cum on my tongue.  He got a little bit of a taste, but I had already swallowed most of it.  He held me tight against his chest and then lifted his legs and wrapped them around my lower back.  As my own hard cock slipped down into his crack, I heard him sigh.  He grinned at me.  I grinned back.  I wasn't sure what to do now.  I lowered my head and tried to kiss him again, but he had other ideas.

"I want some married dick in my hairy ass," he growled at me.  I must have looked bewildered for a moment, cause he smiled at me and then humped his ass up and down my cock.  "Fuck my ass, you big hairy stud!  Slide that hard cock in my tight ass.  I need it.  I want you to cum in me.  FUCK ME!!"

He reached down between us and positioned my hard cock against his asshole and then pushed back with his hips.  I couldn't believe how easily my cock slipped inside.  This time I growled.  The heat was incredible.  He humped up against me and I slid deep inside.

"Now fuck that ass!  I want that married dick to fuck me rough and hard.  I don't have a pussy that you need to be gentle.  Slam that big uncut cock in me.  Fuck me.  Fuck me!!"
Shit, if he wanted it rough, I had no problem with that.  I pulled part way out and gave just what he wanted.  The feelings around my cock were incredible. It was tight and hot and slick and I knew right then my first manfuck wasn't going to last much longer.  I felt my balls draw up to the base of my cock and then I couldn't control myself.  I fuckin' exploded up that tight man ass.  I kept thrusting and cumming and this man under me started to cum again.  It splashed across his chin and then drew several lines across his chest.

I finally collapsed down flat on this guy.  I felt my warm cum bubble out of his ass and drip off my balls.  I felt great.  There was a strong odor coming off of our bodies of cum and sweat.  I felt dizzy.  I was satisfied.  I had shot quite a load and now all I wanted to do was roll over and go to sleep. I did roll off of him and I must have dozed a bit.  The next thing I felt was a warm cloth washing my face, chest, cock and balls.  He was talking about something, I didn't really understand.  Something about his needing to go. Me needing to leave.  Him having a great time and wanting to do it again.

He stood me up and helped me dress in my shorts and shirt.  He said something about giving me an old one to replace the one he had ripped off of me earlier. And then I was on his front porch, he saying that he would call if that was alright, and then I was walking down the sidewalk away from his house.

I walked a couple of blocks before I heard a familiar voice yelling at me. It was a neighbor of me and my family asking how my day had gone and wondering why I out so late.  It was like I just woke up at that moment.  Maybe I had been sleep walking or something.  I couldn't remember anything.  I made some excuse and walked across the street and into my front yard.  My door was locked but we had a hidden key and it wasn't long and I was back home.

I walked into the living room and Jake greeted me with a big grin a 'Hello'. He asked how I was doing and I said I thought I was fine.  He wanted to make sure.  He seemed concerned.  But I assured him everything was great. I walked into the kitchen and saw a note on the refrigerator.  It was from my wife, Janet.  She said she had been called out of town on an emergency sales call and would be gone a few days.  Just then Jake bounded into the room and asked if I had seen the note.  I nodded yes and then for no apparent reason he reached his arms around me and hugged me and told me he loved me. That I was the best dad ever!  Damn, I don't deserve this son.  He is so good to me and his mom.  And always so kind and caring.

I assured him that everything was fine and I hugged him back and told him that I loved him too.  That he couldn't ever do anything that would make me not love him.  He grinned again, almost an evil grin and then he left the room.  I puzzled over that grin for about half a second and then I went to my own room to get ready for bed.

Since Janet wasn't here, I decided to stay dirty and go straight to bed. I liked the smell of my sweaty pits.  I stripped off and lay back on the big king sized bed.  I ran my hands over my chest and my nipples got hard.  They were kind of sore.  I couldn't remember why that would be the case.  As I was stroking them my dick got hard and slapped my gut. Shit, I was horny all of a sudden.  Must be that Janet isn't here to take care of my needs.

I hadn't jacked off in years, but here I was like some high school kid, yanking on my big dick.  I stroked my big hairy nuts too and for some reason I put my hand over my nose and inhaled my ball sweat.  I shivered with pleasure and then my cock started to cum.  Not the long shots into the air that I remembered from many years ago, but a steady oozing down the shaft and into my pubes.  Oh, well, I guess that's what age will do to a man.  I closed my eyes and sleep welcomed me to a good restful night. 

TO BE CONTINUED...