Like father, like sons

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Saturday morning four of the eight girls the boys had brought home left the apartment. Despite having called Cody nasty, Taylor had been convinced to let coed one and two suck him off together and cum swap. He was hard within seconds of watching them make out, faces covered with his thick sperm.

Cody and coed number three were making out on a couch in one of the living rooms, naked and covered in sweat and cum from a long night. He was fingering her and bringing her right to the brink and the backing off, making her increasingly frustrated – and making for fantastic angry frustrated sex later.

Mike was standing in the doorway to his dad’s bedroom. Sam and the trainer had at some point during the night moved in there, though not before having watched the boys being gang banged by horny coeds. Cassy, as Sam had learned that the trainer was called, was in the shower.

“Hey, dad?”

“Yeah? What up, still got company in there?”

Mike grinned. After two of the three girls left, he had showered with coed number four, including making her cum again with the massage shower head. “Yeah. But – she saw you during the night and she was curious if you would fuck her?” Sam looked at his son and laughed.

“Well which one of the dolls is it?”

“Does it really matter? Anyways, no idea what her name is but she is brunette and has a pair of firm tits. And she has a cross on her ass; little former catholic school girl. Want her?”

Sam rubbed his cock through his briefs. “Why not? But you’ll have to take care of the PT.” Mike grinned even bigger and ran a hand over his own bulge. “Don’t mind if I do.”

Father and son swapped places. Mike sat on the bedside and leaned back, relaxing his stacked, well build body. He had a well-defined eight pack, firm, square pecs and solid arms. A sexy v that made women go wild led down to his crotch and the heavy pouch of his cock and balls, weighting down his briefs, which hugged his firm ass perfectly. None of them had huge, over build bubble asses, but rather firm and well-shaped ones. Mike was proud of his legs; they were not bodybuilder big but a lot of guys neglected their legs and Mike had firm and well-muscled legs.

He leaned back on his elbows, and ran a hand through his dirty blond half long hair.

He watched as Cassy walked out from the shower, naked, water droplets running down her flat stomach, between her firm breasts. Narrow hips and perfect curves. Her legs seemed to go on forever; long, slender, perfectly shaped. Reddish hair falling over her shoulders.

“So, he meant that he would let you have me.” She walked towards the bed.

“We have always been taught to share our toys,” Mike replied.

There was a distinct strain in his briefs.

Cassy threw the towel on the floor and walked to the bed, kneeled between his knees and slowly pulled down his briefs, releasing his rising manhood. “Like father, like son, I see,” she murmured. Finally, she slipped the briefs down and off his legs. She ran her hands up his calves, stroking his thighs and leaned forward, kissing his growing cock. She wrapped a hand around it, started to stroke it and took his head in her mouth, swirling her warm, wet tongue around it. With the other she started to work his egg sized balls.

“Oh, shit yes …” he mumbled. Slowly she took more and more of him, until she amazingly had taken his entire staff down her throat. “Shit either you have some serious experience or dad did a number on you yesterday.” Cassy started to slowly move her mouth up and down, from tip to hilt. “Fuck … yeah, suck my dick. Oh, my fucking God yes.” Saliva and precum was soon covering Mike’s cock and his big testicles. Cassy started to suck the top third of his cock, twisting her head, while her hands moved up and down the lower part. Mike was moaning and thrusting up into her mouth. She had barely been going at him for ten minutes, before he threw his head back and with a roar came, cum shooting out his spit slit. Cassy didn’t back off, but just clamped down on his cock, swallowing his protein rich cream.

As Mike came down from his orgasm, Cassy took her mouth of his cock, while she continued to stroke his slightly softening cock and caressed his balls. She smacked her lips and licked the last of his cum away from her lips. “Mmmm, whatever you eat, keep it up.”

Mike looked up and looked at her, sitting on her knees, between his thighs. She kept stroking his manhood, bringing it back to life with her soft hands. He grinned and sat up. “I know what my dad does to girls who stay the night, but you are still conscious. You might actually be able to keep up to our combined stamina.” He pulled her up and kissed her, tasting his own cum on her lips, grabbing her firm ass cheeks – she didn’t have a big sloppy ass, but a high, firm and perky ass. He moved on to her tits, sucking on one, while squeezing and pulling the nipple on the other.

Suddenly the world spun around for Cassy, when Mike threw her on her back on the bed, grabbing a condom from his dad’s stash, slipping it over his again rock-hard cock.

He got down on top of her, directing his head right to her moist opening, sliding the head in and slowly thrusting more and more of it in, while grabbing Cassy’s hands and pinning them down next to her head, kissing her and pushing his body down against her. Muffled moans escaped Cassy from Mike’s assault on her mouth. When half his cock was in her, Mike pulled back until only the head was still in her and drove his manhood home. Cassy broke free of Mike’s mouth and cried out as he sank his nine-inch cock into her, spreading out her pussy to take his two-inch wide fuck pole.

Mike settled into a hard rhythm, pulling about a third way out, before driving it back into her, slapping his balls against her.

“Oh shit – oh fuck-fuck me! Drive that cock into me!” Cassy trashed – as much as Mike’s 200-pound body would allow – below him, while he piledrove into her, making the bed move below them. Cassy screamed and cried, making him fuck her hard, scratching his back.  After almost fifteen minutes of pounding away at Cassy’s sweet pussy, Mike thrusted into her and twisted his hips, feeling her tight muscles clamp down on him, as he sent her over the edge; her orgasm made her pussy quiver and convulse around him and if he had not cum just twenty minutes before, he would have pumped out another solid load of creamy, white, rich cum.

Mike got up on his elbows, and started to drive back into her still orgasmic body, watching her glassed over eyes roll to the back of her head, as she came again and cried out. Sweat was coating both of them, with drops running down Mike’s arms. In a moment of clarity, Cassy looked at him and moaned out “FUCK-MY-GODDAMN-PUSSY-YOU-MOTHERFUCKER-TAKEME!” Finally, Mike could not take many more and with a solid thrust, helped by his 200-pound muscled body, he sank his cock into the hilt, making her cum again, forcing his second orgasm out of him. Cassy could feel him cum in the condom, making her orgasm again on top of the orgasm that already was washing through her body.

He collapsed on top of her, his cock lodged deep in her, panting and moaning from his second orgasm. Cassy wrapped her arms and long, slender, strong legs around him. Mike continued to slowly twist, as his orgasm ebbed out. Mike twisted her head and kissed her, and she spread her lips for his tongue. “Ever been fucked by 18-year-old twins?” he asked under his breath. “Cause you might be able to out fuck them, and drain their balls – could been the first time since they were fifteen.”

“Ha, I don’t think I could handle two of you at the same time … and we need another shower …”

Mike got up from her and pulled his condom of and tossed it in the trash. Cassy got up from the bed and Mike pulled her in and kissed her, holding her against him with his muscled arms, his still fluffed cock caught between them. Cassy had to stand on her toes.

“Let’s get that shower,” Mike said with a grin. They went into his dad’s bathroom and turned on the huge ceiling rain shower.

“I’m gonna end up getting dry skin from this …”

“We got skin oils and creams, don’t worry. I’ll help you get rubbed down.” Mike grinned as he ran his hands over her body. “Cody got loads of hair products as well – most of it left over from girls staying over, though.” Cassy sighed and let herself melt into the hands of the six-foot one hunk standing in the shower, with his arms around her. “It is quite a house I have let myself get lured into here …”

“We are different, yeah.” He kissed her and held her firmly against his body, enjoying the feel of the water and her body, and his cock revived, stuck between them.