You Can Call Me Dad

Jack's pulse quickened at the amazing sight; Patrick's scrotum, wrinkled, hairless and hanging quite low between his legs, and his anus, the tiny puckered ring pink and looking so pure that Jack found it difficult to imagine anything ever having gone in or out of the little orifice.

The older man buried his face in the crevice, his tongue searching for and finding the balloon knot, and after scrubbing it with his tongue, pierced it with the tip. Patrick let out a little squeal of surprise when he felt Jack's tongue inside of him, leaning back into his future stepfather's face to make it even easier for him.

While Jack rimmed Patrick, he brought his hand underneath to grab the boy's balls, kneading and twisting his nuts and savoring the groans that came as a result, and he appreciated the fact that the lad was keeping the noise down, because it would not do to have Alice come down here now.

After savoring Patrick's sweet ass for a bit, Jack reached down for the lubricant, unscrewing the cap and squeezing out a healthy hand-full of lube, spreading much of it over the stiff cock before putting his index finger to the tender opening he was about to take.

His thick finger went in slowly, and although the opening was tight the lad took it all without anything but a wiggle of his hips, so Jack forced another digit into the steamy hole.

"Yeah!" Patrick whispered. "Give me your cock. I want it so bad."

"Soon," Jack said as he took his cock and slapped it on the butt he was fingering, leaving a rope of pre-cum in its wake. "Think you need another."

Patrick made a chocking sound when the third finger was forced in briefly, and after a few twisting movements of his wrist Jack pulled his fingers out to observe the hole which closed rapidly as he watched.

"On your back," Jack said, grabbing the pillow and forcing it under the small of Patrick's spine.

Jack enjoyed watching the facial expression of those about to take his cock for the first time. Patrick had been confused at first but caught on fast, spreading his legs wide and gripping the backs of his thighs and he awaited being impaled with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

Jack brought the head of his cock up to the opening, the sight of Patrick's long, slender cock fully erect and curled up against his stomach sending shivers down his spine, and after making sure the head of his cock was fully lubed, pushed the tip in.

"Don't stop if I cry,' Patrick said before grabbing Jack's boxers and stuffing some of the fabric into his mouth in anticipation of what was to come.

Jack nodded, although he knew from past experience that once he got inside a tight young ass like Patrick's, he would be unable to stop no matter how many tears were shed. There was something about taking a twink for the first time, and the couple of occasions that he had taken a lad and there was no one around to hear, he had to admit that the blood curdling sounds made the hair on his back stand up straight.

Not that he wanted to hurt them, and in fact Jack made every effort to get them ready and take it easy on them, but there was no getting around the fact that it must hurt, although Jack had never been on the receiving end. As he poked at Patrick's anus with the tip of his cock he looked at the long prong on Patrick's stomach. What would it be like to experience what he was only used to giving out?

Jack leaned forward, his fist wrapped around the shaft of his manhood, and tried to get the ridge of the glans inside the opening, because after that it was easy. Jack didn't look at his cock as it was being forced in, but at Patrick's face, still angelic in the flickering candlelight even though his eyes were rolled back in his head and every muscle and vein in his neck was bulging, the stifled scream was absorbed by the fabric.

Then suddenly, the head of his cock popped in, and the shaft slid in a bit afterward, and then Patrick was yanking the boxer shorts out of his mouth, wiping the tears off the sides of his face and looking up at Jack with a maniacal look on his face.

"Hurts - hurts so good," Patrick hissed as Jack began moving what was inside of the lad, inching a little deeper each time. "So good."

Patrick was tight, but not really any tighter that his mother's pussy had been at first, and in fact he was taking it a lot better than she had. Patrick kept mumbling about how good it was while reaching down at taking his cock between his thumb and index finger, pulling on it in the same rhythm Jack was using.

Jack smiled as he watched Patrick try to get hard again. From the pain, Jack assumed, the once long shaft had withered down to just a nub, but he could see Patrick start to get hard again as the pain lessened and Jack began thrusting harder.

"Yeah! Harder! I want it all," Patrick grunted, his skinny body glistening with sweat, both his and Jack's, and while Jack was only using half of his manhood on the lad it seemed more to Patrick.

"You like my cock in your ass, don't you son?" Jack asked, and Patrick nodded just before the boy's cock erupted, spurting ropes of cum all over himself and the surrounding area. "Oh that looks so good."

Jack kept thrusting in and out of Patrick, who let go of his spent dick and looked exhausted, but Jack had plenty left in the tank and wanted Patrick a different way.

"On all fours, son," Jack said, maneuvering the tiny frame below him like a rag doll. "Raise that butt of yours high for me."

Jack squirted some lube into Patrick's gaping anus and wasted no time in bringing his tool right back inside his future stepson. While the insertion was much easier this time, his lad's cavity was still tight and as Jack squeezed the bony hips he knew he would not be able to last much longer.

The older man leaned down and over his prey, putting as little of his considerable weight on Patrick, who seemed to welcome the feel of the hairy body on top of him. Jack's thrusts became slower and deeper, probing right to the depths of Patrick's bowels, and then he felt his orgasm race through his loins as he filled the lad with his seed.

"Ooh," Patrick sighed as the hot semen coated his ravaged orifice.

They stayed in that position as Jack went limp inside of the boy, only releasing the bear hug he had on Patrick when the head of his cock popped out, causing them both to sigh, and after they eased down onto the cot, Jack tried to spoon up against the lad, but Patrick rolled over to face him.

"Thank you so much," Patrick said, and after hesitating a bit, leaned forward and kissed his future stepfather. "It was better that I even dreamed it would be. Hope I wasn't too much of a baby."

"You were wonderful," Jack said. "But we are a mess."

"Yeah," Patrick said. "But I love a sweaty guy, especially if I was why they sweat. Fresh sweat is awesome."

To prove it, Patrick ran his tongue over the moist salt and pepper curls on Jack's upper chest, and after giving his mentor another one of those devilish looks, buried his face under his mentor's arm.

"Got a thing for armpits, son?" Jack chuckled after Patrick's head emerged.

"Kinda. Does it freak you out?" Patrick asked after admitting that he did, but when Jack said that not only didn't he mind but enjoyed it, the lad added, "Always wished when I was growing up that my pits would get really hairy like yours and Matthew's."

"Well, I like you just as you are," Jack said, and then made a face when he felt something poking him.

"Is your cock hard again?" Jack said as he reached down and felt Patrick's hard cock.

"Turns me on so much being with you. Being in your arms."

"I remember being 18, but even back then..."

"Plus I jerked off listening to you and Mom," Patrick confessed. "Hope you don't mind."

"No, although I don't think you should tell your mother about that," Jack chuckled. "She's not as open-minded as some people - like your friend Matthew's Mom is. Or were you just kidding before when you said something about Matthew and his mother?"

"I shouldn't have said that," Patrick said. "Not nice to tell."

"True, but after all, pretty soon we'll be like family. Not father and son but..."

"Yes. Like father and son," Patrick said in correcting. "My father - well, you never see him around here do you?"

"No. I guess you two don't get along?"

"To put it mildly," Patrick admitted. "I don't know if it would freak you out, but if we ever do anything like this again..."

"If?" Jack said. "I'm hoping it's the first of many nights like this."

Patrick burst out in tears, smothering his future stepfather with kisses and hugs, and Jack got misty himself as he held the boy in his arms.

"Sorry. I get emotional sometimes," Patrick said. "Anyway, what I started to say was that if - when I mean - we're together like this, would it be okay if I called you Daddy - or Dad? Not around Mom cause it might freak her out, but when we're together like this?"

"I'd be honored," Jack said. "I never had the honor of being a father, although what we've been doing, I don't know whether that's something a father does to his son."

"You don't think so?" Patrick said, his voice suddenly cold.

"You mean..."

"Long time ago. Water over the bridge or dam or whatever it is," Patrick said. "Forget I said it."

"Now I really feel guilty," Jack said, but Patrick put his hand over his future stepfather's mouth.

"No. Please don't ever say that," Patrick said. "I wanted you. I sort of even seduced you I think. It was always my choice. That's nothing like what was done to me before. You I like - I love, so please, now that you know about it, promise me to never bring it up again."

"I promise, but what were you about to say about Matthew and his mother?"

"And his mother's boyfriend," Paatrick continued.

"Oh my, this is interesting," Jack said. "Since we're going to be father and son, I think it's okay to tell me."

"Okay. Well, Matthew's mother caught him sucking her boyfriend's dick one day when she came home from work unexpectedly in the middle of the afternoon," Patrick explained. "Mr. Arthur was coating Matthew's tonsils with his load when she went past the room. Scared Matt so much he almost bit his dick off."

"Wow!"

"Matthew's Mom throws a fit and almost calls the cops, but Matthew was 19 so there was no crime, and when they calm his mother down Matthew tells her that it was his idea and he wasn't being forced to do it," Patrick said. "Matthew tells his mother that if he breaks up with Mr. Arthur over that he'll move out himself."

"So she stayed with him?" Jack asked.

"Stayed with him and moved him in too," Patrick said. "They got his Mom drinking one night and she lets on that she actually thought that seeing guys together was kind of exciting, so that's how it started."

"The three of them together?"

"No, at least not the last I knew, but they are in the same room," Patrick explained. "They go through this ritual where his mother gets drunk - pretends to according to Matthew - and they end up in the bedroom naked. Matthew and and Mr. Arthur suck each other's cocks while his Mom sits in a chair or on the bed and watches."

"Interesting," Jack mused.

"Then Mr. Arthur fucks Matthew - he thinks that his Mom fingers herself while they do it - and then after they get done Matthew gets sent out of the room," he concluded.

"Incredible. Mom and Matthew never..."

"Guess not. She said that would be too perverted," Patrick said with a laugh.

"Does Matthew ever - you know?" Jack asked.

"No, he's always the bottom," Patrick said. I don't think he could anyway. His dick probably wouldn't reach. His is even smaller than mine."

"Yours isn't small, son," Jack said as he reached down and grabbed the stiff rod, stroking it slowly. "Not small at all."

"Skinny though."

"You know something that I've never experienced?" Jack said, and after he told Patrick that he was a virgin in that area he asked whether Patrick would like to be the first.

"Really?" Patrick said. "I mean, I'd love to but it seems like you should be the one in charge."

"And I will be - this is just a one-time thing," Jack said. "Sort of a celebration of us. I'm curious and it might as well be with somebody I care about. Just don't hurt me."

"Probably won't even need lube," Patrick said as Jack got on all fours.

"Use it," Jack said as he got in the unfamiliar position while his future stepson climbed behind him.

"I will, but first I want to do something else," Patrick said as he spread open his mentor's ass cheeks and buried his face in the musky as hairy crack, swabbing the opening with his tongue as he lubed up his curving manhood before easing up behind Jack.

"Damn!" Jack muttered as Patrick's slender member sunk into his previously virgin orifice. "Feels like it's coming out of my stomach."

"So tight!" Patrick groaned as he struggled to keep from cumming, his hands all over the bear-like back of his Daddy, and while he didn't last long enough to suit himself, Jack was happy when he felt Patrick's dick jerk inside him while coating his bowels with his seed.

"Did you like it?" Patrick asked after his rapidly deflating dick slithered quickly out of his mentor.

"It wasn't bad," Jack said. "I think I like it better the other way."

"Me too," Patrick confessed.

"I'll help you get this little bedroom put away," Jack offered, "but what about us? I can't go into your Mom's room like this."

"Maybe we could take a shower together," Patrick suggested. "I would love that."

"Me too, but that's asking for trouble."

"It's raining out," Patrick said. "It's probably still warm too. We could go behind the garage."

The two quickly stashed the cot and other items away and ducked outside. The neighbors were out of sight and likely as asleep as Alice was when the two walked out into the darkness naked, with Jack's meaty arm around Patrick's skinny shoulders.

The rain was warm and the intensity of the storm even increased as the two men stood and let it wash over them before running their hands over each others bodies.

"Not as good as a real shower, but it will do," Jack said as their hands scrubbed each other without soap in the downpour.

"This is the greatest night of my life, Daddy," Patrick said as he embraced Jack.

"I can't remember having a better one," Jack agreed, and then laughed when his cleaning hands went down and found something very much alive again.

"Incredible," Jack said as he raised his heads to the skies. "You aren't human."

"Stay like that Dad," Patrick said and he reached down and grabbed Jack's flaccid cock, squeezing his mentor's spongy cock together with his stiff member with both hands.

The sky brightened a bit when a bolt of lighting crackled in the distance, causing them both the jump and making Jack suggest they not stay out too long and get struck by lightning in this position.

"I'll be quick, Dad. Look at our cocks. They look o cool like this," Patrick said, and Jack nodded as he looked down and saw Patrick's pale penis on top of his bronze cock. "Gonna cum!"

A roll of thunder in the distance arrived just as Patrick's dick was spurting all over Jack's pubic hair, and after they rinsed themselves off as best they could, the two men scurried into the house.

"That was fun," Jack said as they took some towels out of the hamper next to the clothes washer and dried off as best they could before going upstairs. "Haven't done anything like that since - ever."

"Can't wait until tomorrow," Patrick said.

"Hey son, remember I'm an old man," Jack said.

"You're man enough - man enough for both of us," Patrick said before they tiptoed upstairs.

***

"Omigod... Jack... Jack... cumming... cumming again!" the slender blonde on the bed whimpered as another orgasm caused by the huge cock had the lithe creature convulsing, while above Jack let out a bellow of his own while spurting his load into his new wife.

Suspended above Alice, he smiled as he looked at the little lady, hoping she hadn't noticed the thump that accompanied her orgasm.

"Oh honey, that was so good," Alice said. "I'd hug you if I could but..."

Jack smiled as he looked at Alice's wrists tied to the bedposts above her head and suggested that he might leave her like that, saying, "you look so cute that way."

"I have to pee though," Alice said, causing Jack to start to untie his bride. "Imagine Patrick seeing me like this. What would happen if you had a heart attack?"

"I think there was a Stephen King book like that," Jack Barker mused before setting Alice free to run into the bathroom.

"Okay," Jack whispered after he heard the bathroom door close, and then the closet door, slightly ajar before, slid open and Patrick hopped out, naked with a wad of tissues in front of his limp dick.

"See you later?" Patrick whispered and Jack nodded, grinning as his stepson, the best man at his wedding a few hours earlier, ran out of the room with his dimpled butt wiggling.

A hour later, Jack snuck out of his bedroom and went into Patrick's bedroom, where his son was waiting for him under the sheet.

"That was so awesome, Dad," Patrick said as they hugged. "I thought she was going to let you fuck her in the ass for a minute."

"Got a finger in, and that was a first,' Jack said as he felt Patrick grinding his cock into his.

"You know, with Mom on her back like that, she's totally flat-chested," Patrick mused. "She looks a little like me then, doesn't she?"

"I guess," Jack agreed, stifling a grin.

"Wouldn't it be something if you and me were fucking her together?" Patrick added. I could do her ass while she rode you. That would be cool."

"Let's take it slow son," Jack said. "I like it like this, at least for now."

"Me too. Just fantasizing," Patrick said before sliding down the bed and taking his stepfather's cock in hand to beging sucking it into erection.

It was a fantasy that Jack had himself many times, the two lithe blondes taking turns with him. Patrick could teach his mother a thing or two about giving head, he thought while watching the lad stuffing his cock down his throat, because his boy was getting so good that he could damn near deep-throat him.

"That's my boy," Jack sighed as Patrick worked feverishly below. "Make Dad nice and hard for you."

"Mom's pussy tastes so sweet," Patrick said in between letting his lips slide down the muscled shaft.

"It does," Jack agreed before reaching down and pulling the lad up and over him, his arching prong swaying around his neck as he leaned upward toward the pink balloon knot. "Just as sweet as your ass is, son."

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