Hope you guys get off on this, special thanks to Jason for the idea!!!
-Cooper
Rick Masters picked up his son from the football game Friday night. Truth is, Rick didn’t give two shits about the brat. He’d divorced the kid’s mom ten years ago, tired of being tied down to one pussy. Rick was 40 years old, but still driven by pure testosterone. He’d gotten the kid’s mom pregnant by mistake and spent the next 8 years screwin around on her until he’d been caught. Now the court made him spend one weekend a month with the kid or he would have to pay more child support, and on a salesman's wages Rick couldn’t afford that.
Rick had kept himself in great shape, had to as a car salesman, he spent all day flirting with bored housewives or single women buying their first car. He for one had been glad to see women becoming more independent over the years, coming to buy cars without their boyfriends or husbands. Rick prided himself on how many of these “independent women” he had pinned down beneath his muscular hairy boy, driving home 10 inches of rock hard man dick. Last count he had 3 separate “girlfriends” on top of the women he picked up almost daily. Fact is if he didn’t drill pussy at least twice a day his balls got backed up and the build up of man juice made him crazy.
That’s why going to pick up Matt, his bratty son, was such a pain in the ass. Not only was the game away, four counties over from home but he also had a date with a gal in customer service tonight. Earlier he had gotten a quick piece of her ass, dumping a load of seed into her. But it had been quick and he needed a long fuck. As soon as he got Matt home he would meet the bitch at her apartment and rip her cunt up all night long.
As he watched Matt come over to the car from the gym he had to admit the kid did take after him. He was about 5 11, a few inches shorter, but built like a tank. Coach had been sure to build up his team, putting on muscle and not just weight. Matt had broad shoulders, a narrow waist and massive legs. He had his Dad’s hair, full five o’clock shadow already and a full chest of hair. He had his own girl troubles; he was due to meet Suzy, his girlfriend, later that night, after his Dad dropped him off. Matt knew he wouldn’t see his Dad more than a few minutes that weekend, which was fine with him; he had friends to hang out with. Lately his Dad had stopped coming by even once a month, his mom had given up since the court order ran out when Matt turned 19. Matt hadn’t even seen his Dad since the previous Christmas.
“Hey stud, nice game!” Rick called out when Matt was close enough. Matt glowered at his Dad.
“Did you even see it?” He asked sullenly.
Rick felt his blood pressure go up, the little brat. Still, he was right.
“I caught the second half boy, no need to get your panties in a bunch.”
“Whatever, you gonna drop me off at Suzys tonight?”
“Yeah, sure fine boy. I got me a piece of real ass waitin for me anyway. None of your fumble n rub high school shit.”
Matt slammed the car door as he got in.
“Don’t worry about me Dad, not that you ever do.”
“I’ll ignore that Matt. Just buckle the fuck up.” Rick pulled out of the parking lot, fuming. “She like that little piece of yours Matt, hmm?”
“Fuck you Dad, I got enough, you ain't even seen me naked since I was 5 anyway.”
“No shit long duck dong. Whatcha carrying these days? Betcha your old man got you beat.”
“Who gives a shit, pervert.”
“You little ungrateful brat!” Rick reached across and slapped Matt’s face, taking his eyes off the road for a moment. When he turned his head back he had to swerve to avoid running into a ditch. A few seconds later both he and Matt heard and saw the flashing lights and siren of a cop car.
“You total fuck, you’re gonna pay for this!” Rick yelled.
“Fuck you Dad, you’re the asshole who hit me!”
“Just shut the fuck up boy, let me deal with this!”
Rick pulled over to the side. He was swearing as he reached for his wallet. The cop walked up to the side and shown his flashlight inside the car.
“Evening officer. Sorry about that, I just spaced out for a second.”
The cop looked down at Rick and gave a slight smile.
“You been drinking?”
“No Sir. Just picked my boy up from the game, going back home.”
“Rockridge county hm?”
“Yes Sir.”
“I need you to stay here Sir while I run your plates, ok?”
“Sure thing. No flies on me!” Rick laughed, trying to lighten the mood, the cop did not return the smile.
“If this fucks up my date with Janice boy you are gonna pay.”
“Who the hell is Janice, some slut of the month?”
“Shut yer hole boy.”
Five minutes later the cop came back.
“Sir I need you and the boy to step out.”
“What for Officer, is there a problem?”
“The system reports these tags as stolen.”
“What the? There is no way, I just picked them up this morning from the DMV in Rockridge.”
“Well Sir, all I know is what is in our computer system.”
“But just check against Rockridge county!”
“I can’t sir, their system crashed, and until it comes back up I can’t confirm your story. I need to take you and the boy in.”
“Me Officer? But I didn’t do nothing!”
“Son, you’re an accomplice. Just relax. I am sure we can clear this up.”
Ten minutes later the cop pulled up to the county courthouse with Rick and Matt in the back. Rick was plenty steamed and glaring at Matt.
“Fuck Dad, what did I do, you’re the dumb shit who forgot to register the tags.”
“I did register them, besides if I hadn’t had to come out here and pick you up. Fuck!”
20 minutes later the two were in front of a judge.
“Well, sorry to say that until we can confirm the tags I am going to have to keep you in a holding cell downstairs.”
“But Sir, how long is that going to be?”
“Well, now that’s the bad news I’m afraid. I spoke with the clerk in Rockridge and she said the system would be down until Monday morning.”
“What!?”
“Just relax there buddy. You two will get your own cell. Catch up on things, get reacquainted.”
“Can’t I post bail?”
“Not until Sunday night, I gotta keep you 48 hours at least.”
And so the two, father and son, here herded into a cell down in the basement of the courthouse. Actually it wasn’t bad. Two small beds in a fairly large cell with only one wall of bars, the other cells were down past a watch station. They had some privacy at least and there weren’t any other prisoners that night.
Once the warden locked the door Rick swore and slapped his hand on the bars.
“Fuck! I guess I ain’t getting none of Janice tonight. Fuck! Fuck!”
“Calm down Dad, I’m in the same boat. I haven’t popped off all week, Coach makes up store it up. I was reallllly looking forward to seeing Suze tonight.”
“No shit son, you got a week’s worth of spunk?”
“shit yeah Dad. I was crawlin the walls before, I’m about to crazy.”
“Well son, guess you’re gonna have to spank that monkey.”
“Fuck that Dad, haven’t had to do that since I was 14, I bet you haven’t done it in years. Nothin beats a tight pussy.”
“Got that right son. Still, I don’t think we’re gonna get much action in here.”
“No shit.”
“Unless…”
“Unless what?”
“Nothin’.”
“No, what Dad.”
“Well son, I’m only telling you this cause I know you got balls full of man juice. Back when I was in the service sometimes we’d be months without tail. So every once in a while we’d do what we called fuck me fuck you.”
“What the hell was that?”
“We’d trade fucks.”
“What, with your girl friends, like wife swapping?”
“No dip shit, ain’t no girls… with each other.”
Matt’s eyes went wide.
“Jesus Dad, you mean you fucked…”
“Yeah son, ain’t no shame. Two horny guys, no cunt for miles. Just men bein men.”
“I dunno Dad, sounds kinda faggy to me.”
Rick stood up and backhanded Matt across the face.
“Callin me a fag boy?!”
“No sir! Just that…”
“Just that what boy!?”
“Nothing sir.”
It was quiet for a few minutes. Rick sat back down on his bed and leaned his back against the wall. His cock was half hard as he absent mindly cupped it with his hand. Within seconds he had massaged it to full hardness. He stared at Matt, whose eyes kept flickering down to his Dad’s crotch.
“So son,what about it?”
Matt looked up and into his Dad’s steel blue eyes. He was horny as fuck too, but still…
“I dunno Dad. My balls are gonna burst, but that ain’t me. I better just get some sleep.”
“Suit yerself Matt. See you in the morning.”
The two crawled under the sheets in their beds and turned off the overhead light. Matt’s cock was ramrod hard. He couldn’t get the picture of his Dad being fucked by another man out of his head. He drifted off to sleep with his dick head hard and spongey. All night he dreamt about sex, sex with girls, women, boys, men. Cock, cunt, ass and tit.
By the time he woke up Saturday his balls were aching. He looked over at his Dad, sleeping on his stomach. He Dad’s muscular ass was bare and above the sheets, almost like it was teasing him. Matt shook his head and got up, his hard dick leading the way.
Truth is there is not much to do in jail, and the two men spent the day sitting around, waiting. Matt tried to think about non sexual things, but if he wasn’t dreaming of Susie’s tight cunt he was picturing his Dad’s furry ass up turned and ready to be fucked. The fact that they got corndogs for lunch didn’t help either. And all day his Dad would be teasing him, walking around in just his boxers, grabbing his dick and squeezing it in front of the boy.
Finally after dinner Matt snapped. His cock had been hard all afternoon long. He was beginning to feel pain in his ball sack from the back up.
“Christ! Ok Dad, you win!”
“Win what son?” Rick asked as he sat on his bed, his back against the wall and crotch of his jeans, which he had put on to go out in the exercise yard, was full and hard.
“You Know…”
“No, son, I don’t. Tell me.”
“the thing.”
“Tell me son, ask for it.”
“Jeeze Dad, alright, the fuck me fuck you thing. I wanna do it.”
“Want to or got to?”
“What’s the difference Dad. I gotta nut that I want to dump so let me at your ass.”
“Uh-uh-uh, not so fast son. There is a way this works, right? Now I know I can take it, done it before, but you know damn well once you get your nut you won’t be so up for it.”
“Uh, sure I will dad.”
“How many times you eat Susie out?”
“All the time.”
“How many times after got gotten off son?”
“Huh? I dunno, … well that’s different anway.”
“No it ain’t. Now here’s the way its gonna work. I give you a quick fuck so I can dump my load and since I know you got more than one load you can go second and dump a couple of loads.”
“I dunno Dad…”
“Fine son, I can wait.”
“Shit Dad, come on?”
“My way or no way boy.”
“God! Ok. Just be quick ok?”
“Sure boy, sure.” Rick had to try hard not to laugh. He was by now, at 40, a master cocksman, and could go all night if he had to, and tonight he felt he should.
“Ok boy, just follow my instructions and this won’t be bad, you might even like it.”
“I fuckin doubt that.”
“Just relax son. Go ahead and strip out of your clothes, yeah, all of em. Ok, now come here and lean up against the bed. Spread your legs a bit, ok. Now, feel that? Good, that’s just my finger rubbin your ass crack. Now it’s on your bud son, know what that is? It’s your hole son. How does that feel? Ok? Good. Now I’m gonna use some spit here, like that, on my finger and go on in. Cause I gotta loosin you up son, can’t just ram my babymaker inside ya. Tear ya in two. How does that feel, good? Good. Up to the first knuckle now. Hmmm, tight boy… ofcourse you’ve never been fucked son, I don’t doubt it. Now push back, that’s it, you got my whole finger boy, how does it fell. Not bad? Good. Now I’m gonna try a second finger,…easy, just relax. Ungh, tight boy. This gonna fell good. Hell yeah boy, a tight cunt is always good, you know that. Oh, for you, yeah boy, it’ll feel good down the line, give it some time.”
Rick had his son’s muscular ass spread in front of him, the boy leaning up against the bed, his back arched, his ass up to meet his own Dad’s fingers. His face was a tight mask of pain. Suddenly his dad smacked his ass hard.
“Damn boy! Relax, or this is gonna be rough.” Rick was smiling, he knew it would be rough no matter what he did, he just liked spanking his grown son.
“Nice boy, feel that? Two of my thick fingers goin in and out.”
“Shit! Dad, what the fuck was that?”
“You mean this?”
“Ungh, ummmm, yeah. Wow.”
“It’s your prostrate boy, that’s what’s gonna make you feel so good once I start to fuck ya.”
“fuucccckkk.”
“Course fore that we need to open ya up, here comes the third finger.”
“Ow!”
SMACK!
“Hush baby, Daddy’s dick need to breath it’s so hard.” Rick unzipped his orange jump suit down to his crotch and hefted out his cock. Matt turned his head around to see his Dad palming his 11 inch beer can thick cock.
“Fuck Dad, there is no way that thing is gonna fit.” Matt made motions to stand up,a steady and firm hand held him in place.
“No son, you ain’t gonna turn chicken shit on me are ya?”
Matt hung his head. “No sir.”
“Good. Don’t worry, it’ll fit.” Even if I have to drill it up ya Rick thought to himself.
“Hows those three fingers feeling son? Better? Good. Ok, let me hurl a luggy on my dick, I think its time for the main event. Feel that boy, it’s the cock that made ya knockin at yer back door. Make room for Daddy boy. Feels nice rubbin your rose bud huh? Don’t worry, shh, shh, Daddy will make it fit son, you’ll see. Now grab on tight to the bed and push back, that’s it, push yourself onto my cock boy. Swallow up my dick.” Rick was subtly pushing too, but he thought it might be better in the long run if the boy recalled it was he, and not his dad, that did the work to get that massive member up his own hole.
“Shit Dad,its…its…its too…ungh…big.”
“Keep on comin back son, you got the head almost in, that’s the hard part.”
“Fuck…Dad…” Sweat was forming on the kid’s back. Rick could see the well formed muscles in his son’s backside straining. The kid was grunting and huffing. After a minute of struggling Rick decided it was time and with a mighty grunt he grabbed Matt’s hips and slammed his rock hard cock home.
“YOW!”
“Take it like a man son!”
“God damn Dad, you’re tearin me in two.”
“Calm down son, hard part’s done. Feel that? That is your old man all the way inside ya son, my hard dick is shoved all the way in, can ya feel it throbbin? God you feel tight boy, gonna work magic on my cock.”
“Hurry the fuck up Dad, it hurts too much, just come and get it over with.”
“Hold up there speed racer, I gotta work up a proper head of steam, plus it’ll get better. Can’t wait to see you spluge too.”
“Fuck Dad, ain’t gonna happen til I fuck you.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure son, after all I’m 11 inches in and you’re still hard as hell.” Rick reached around and stroked his son’s dick. Matt gave a small shudder.
“Fell nice boy? You’re startin to relax, that’s good. Now Dad’s gonna start the real fuck ok? Hold on tight to the bed while I begin moving in and out. Hmmmmmmm, feels sooo good. You like that? Feel my hard dick rubbin your prostrate? Yeah boy, that’s what I’m talking about. Feel my dick head go back and forth, my long shaft working your ass… Shit boy your dick is drippin cum ain’t it? I know you’re getting into it, don’t fight it son, let your daddy ride.”
Rick picked up the pace while his hands began to massage the kids upper arms and around to his pecs. When Rick ran his fingers across one of the boy’s rubbery tits Matt moaned a moan of pure lust.
“Fuck boy this is getting you hot ain’t it?
“Fuck…Dad…I…stop…don’t…please…please…please…I… gotta…ungh…oh god no…oh no…no, no,NO,NO,NO! UNGHGGHGGHGHGGH!!!!” Splat Splat Splat- Rick saw jets of boy cream shoot out of Matt’s hard dick and land on the bed. Rick had to use every ounce of self control as he felt the kid’s ass spasm around his invading dick.
“Yeah boy, shoot for daddy, come for poppa! Fuck yeah! Ride em cowboy!”
“Oh shit Dad, God that was hot, you close?”
“Sure son, sure…”
By close Rick meant he only had a few more hours to go ofcourse. Rick paced himself and made sure Matt was hot the whole time, but he was in no hurry. Three hours later, as the night was getting late and he felt his son building up to load number four Rick decided enough was enough. With a mighty grunt as he felt Matt’s ass spasm again, he let forth a huge volley of older man’s cum into his son’s most private part.
“Fuck son! Here it comes! Take your old man’s hot jizz, take it! TAKE IT!”
Moments later two sweaty, stinky bodies lay breathing heavily on one of the beds. Matt rolled over and closed his eyes. His dick lay spent, his body ached, his ass ached.
“Goddamn Dad, I through you’d never come. Fuckin wore me out.”
“Don’t worry son, there is always tomorrow.”
“Fuckin right Dad, right?”
“Yeah son, always tomorrow.”
The two passed out.
The next morning, Sunday, Matt woke up with a groggy head and a sore ass. He opened his eyes to find his Dad standing there with his overalls unzipped down to his crotch. His Dad’s fat prick, hard already, hung out. His Dad was flipping through a magazine.
“What the fuck Dad?”
“Hey son, warden was nice enough to leave us some fuck mags to look at. Thought I’d look at em early, ya know, restart the engines.”
“I guess so Dad, seems like you’re back in action.”
“Yeah son, it’s primed alright. Hey, whatdya say I throw you a quick one just to let off steam.”
“Huh? No way Dad, I gotta fuck you first.”
“Ahhh come on son, you ain’t even hard yet, plus you’re all loosened up. I’ll be quick, I’ll just look at some of these fuck mags while you go to work.”
Matt looked at his Dad with a sullen look, but he knew there was no use arguing.
“Ok, but five minutes, then you gotta come so I can fuck you, ok?”
“Sure son, tell you what. Help me out, let me lie down and you get on top, that way I won’t tire so easily and can concentrate on cumming faster.”
“Uh, ok.”
“Jes let me set down here and get comfortable. Shuck off your shorts boy and climb up. Oh yeah, get over me like that. Now, ease down. You should be nice n loose already. Almost there, let me guide ya, ohhh yeah. Feel that boy? How does that feel? Remember that feeling? Now you just slide up and down that pole for a minute. Damn you’re tight this way…. Some hot chicks here boy,look at her huh? All spread out, letting that dude ram her cunt. Hel yeah, or this bitch, lickin that dick, fuck that’s hot… hot as shit…”
“Ungh, yeah , ungh, Dad, ungh, cool…ungh, say, … ungh, now, next, … ungh, you’re gonna let, …ungh, …me fuck ya, ungh… right?”
Rick put down the magazine and grabbed the boys hips, stopping the fuck with his dick buried deep in his son’s ass.
“Fuck boy, stop for a minute and look at yourself. Where the fuck are you?”
“Uh, in Jail dad?”
“No son, I mean, yeah, but where are you right now?”
“Uh, now?”
“mmm hmmm.”
“Uh, on top of you…”
“Right son, and where is my dick?”
“Uh…inside…me…”
“Right son, so put it all together…”
“Uh, I’m, uh, in jail, on top my Dad with, uhn, his cock inside me?”
“Right boy, and what does that make you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean son, you’re sitting here letting your own father butt fuck you. What does that make you?” By now Rick had subtly began to fuck the boy again, slowly moving his hips so his tool began to move in and out of the kid’s ass again.
“Make me? It makes me, uh, I dunno.. ungh!”
“Think boy, what kind of guy lets another dude fuck him?”
Matt went silent, his eyes looked down as his massive dad and his hairy chest. Rick could barely hear what he said next.
“What boy? What did you say?”
“I dunno …”
“Yes you do boy, you know what this makes you? Hm? It makes you a fag son, a goddamn Faggot. A big old faggot fairy queen!” With each word Rick rammed his hard prick up harder into the kids ass.
“But I ain’t no fag Dad! Ungh!ungh!ungh!”
“Yes! You! Are! I’m fuckin you ain’t I, and your dick is hard ain’t it? Fuck boy, real men don’t let other men fuck them.”
“But then you’ll be a fag when I …fuck…you?” Matt’s mouth hung open.
“You guessed it punk, I ain’t no fag and I ain’t gonna let some faggot like you fuck me!”
“But Dad you promised!”
“Well, I guess I lied to ya son. Lied to your momma and now you, and ya both get fucked, That’s the way it is. Plus you begged me for it boy, you asked for this.”
“No I didn’t Dad!”
“Yes! You ! Did! Last night you begged me to fuck ya just cause you couldn’t control that cock of yours. Hard cocks always get boys like you in trouble, you’re just lucky I was around to show you how to take a cock right!”
“I hate you Dad!”
“No you don’t boy, you love me, look at your hot dick hard a s shit.”
“I can’t help it Dad!”
“Why not son?”
“I dunno, cause…cause…it feels good!”
“And why son? Why does it feel good?”
“I don’t ungh! Know!”
“Cause you’re a fag boy. Come on boy, come like a fag, come on boy. Prove to me you ain’t a fag, don’t come.”
“Fuck, ain’t no way, I ain’t …no…fag…UNGGGGGNNNHHH!!!!”
“Yeah son, spurt for Daddy, prove to me how much you crave a good fuck.”
Two hours later Rick was still bouncing his son on his hard dick. Two hours of tough talk and being straight with the boy had convinced Matt that despite all he knew, he must be gay. Well, that and the three loads that his Dad fucked out of him in that time as well. Only then did Rick grab his son’s hips and ram home a load of his own.
As the two lay panting in bed they heard a cough. The warden was standing there with a smile and a huge bulge in his pants.
“Hey Warden, thanks for the fuck mag. Let me know if there is anything my boy here can do in return.”
“Well, unh, I was hoping maybe you’d let me take a crack at his ass. I ain’t had a good fuck in a while…”
“No Dad, please don’t, I’m not ready.”
“Shut up boy and get over there. Didn’t our discussion mean anything to you?”
Matt looked down at the floor.
“Ok dad.”
The warden turned out to have a much thicker dick than Matt’s Dad. But Matt was relived when the two cops who had stopped by to drop off another prisoner were more normal sized. At about five in the afternoon Matt and his dad went back before the judge for a bail hearing. Since court wasn’t in session they met in the Judge’s chambers. Matt knew he was in trouble when the judge motioned his Dad and the warden over to his desk and they talked in low voices.
“Matt, son, come over here and let the judge get a good look at your ass.”
Matt dutifully shuffled over and undid his jumpsuit.
“Oh yeah, that’s a hot ass. You don’t mind if I take a crack at it?”
“Go right ahead your honor.”
“Phhh shit that’s tight. Like that boy?”
“Ungh shit sir, slow, ungh down, damn!”
SMACK “Shut up punk! Fuck, well, I guess, ungh, I can ungh, set bail. Ungh, $100 for Mr Masters andungh, $150,000 for the, ungh boy. Oh God yeah!”
“Wow. Well sorry son, I only got a few hundred dollars.”
“What do you mean Dad. Why is my bail so high? Ungh!”
“Don’t worry son, the trial is in four weeks. I am sure that the judge here can find a nice jail around here with plenty of hard cock to keep you happy!”