“Boy oh boy, son,” he said, “you certainly have worn a lovely tight pair of shorts. You look so sexy.”
“So do you, dad,” replied Liam. “Now, are we going for a jog or not?”
“You go first, son,” said Russell, “I want to watch your ass working.”
“My ass really turns you on, don’t it, dad?” said Liam, turning and starting to head off into the woods, breaking into a trot.
“There’s no better sight in the world than a nice pair of male ass cheeks accentuated by a tight pair of shorts,” replied Russell.
Liam smiled over his shoulder and began to increase the pace, running deep into the woods on his strong athletic legs. Father and son jogged together for over half an hour or more, their respective breaths coming in short sharp gasps as they got into the exercise, before Liam slowed down to allow his father to catch him up.
“I gotta have a piss, dad,” Liam said, making his way off the path and heading into the bushes, the brambles scraping across his legs. Russell followed and watched fascinated as Liam reached up the right leg of his shorts, took out his prick and immediately let fly with a steady stream of hot steaming piss up against the trunk of a tree. The crystal clear urine splashed against the bark, leaving a long dark stripe as it splashed to the ground, the atmosphere in the copse becoming acrid with the odour of freshly-produced piss.
“Such a lot, son,” said Russell as he watched the seemingly never-ending stream as his son continued to pee for what seemed an age but eventually it came to an end and Liam shook the last drops away and smiled at his father.
“Enjoy seeing that, dad?”
“Fucking did, son,” replied Russell. “Come round to my place sometime and you can piss over me.”
“Will do, dad,” said Liam, “or we can go back to mine and mom’s place and do it there. Mom’s gone shopping, as usual.”
“What, again?” said Russell, incredulously.
“That’s women for you, dad,” replied Liam, “so we’ll be quite safe there for hours. I’ve never pissed over a man before.”
“Who have you pissed over, son?”
“Who do you think, dad?”
Russell’s excitement reached fever pitch as he realised to whom Liam was referring. Sarah had been into the occasional watersports action during their marriage, she and Russell had pissed over each other a few times, but the thought of his ex-wife being sprayed with pee from their son was overwhelming.
“Never mind me being a sex-mad son-of-a-bitch,” said Russell, “I think the same applies to you too, son.”
“With parents like you, its not surprising I’ve inherited the family love of sex.”
“Pleased to hear it, son,” said Russell, watching Liam stroking his prick which he hadn’t bothered returning to his shorts after he’d finished relieving himself.
“I don’t wanna go home yet, dad,” said Liam, his prick now fully on the horn and poking delightfully out the leg of his shorts, “why don’t you give my ass some attention, since you like it so much?”
Russell didn’t need to worry about throwing caution to the wind, he’d cruised in these woods and had al fresco sex with lots of strangers over the years – both men and women – but sex out in the open on a glorious summer day with his own son would be a new experience he just couldn’t pass up. One of the joys of outdoor sex was the danger of being discovered and that only helped to spur him on.
Russell didn’t waste a second accepting his son’s invitation and moved round and knelt down behind Liam who pushed his backside into his father’s face. “Son, your ass is magnificent,” Russell said, “it ought to be a Grade 1 Listed Structure.”
“Thanks, dad,” said Liam, giggling, “do what you like to it.”
Russell buried his face in Liam’s ass and began to kiss every inch of his son’s tight blue shorts, slurping his tongue over the globe-like arcs of Liam’s bottom and licking along the crack into which the seam in the material of the shorts dented erotically.
“I know you like seeing my ass in my shorts, dad,” said Liam, “but this’ll be more fun. Take a look at this.”
Russell rested back on his haunches and watched as Liam inserted his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and quickly slid them down until they languished around his ankles. The shorts had been so tight that a jock strap had not been necessary and Liam’s now bare ass stood out firm and round in all its youthful beauty, Liam completely absorbed in the excitement and knowledge that the person ogling his naked ass was his own father …
4.
Russell’s prick was straining the material of his shorts as he watched Liam spread his ass cheeks. He reached up the right leg and released it into the atmosphere, letting his cum-filled balls dangle free as well. Then unable to resist the temptation, not that he had had any intention of resisting, Russell opened his mouth, sent out his hot wet tongue and plunged it deep into his son’s tight sweaty fuck hole.
“Oh yeah, dad,” Liam cried, “that feels so good. I love you licking my ass, you’re tongue is just as hot as mom’s.”
Russell, of course, had never seen his wife rimming his son but it wasn’t difficult for him to conjure up images of the two of them enjoying some hot taboo mother and son sex and, at that moment in time, he couldn’t have felt hornier if he tried. As Russell tugged on his prick, careful not to wank too hard since he didn’t want to blow his load just yet, he simultaenously ran his tongue up and down the gash between Liam’s buns, his cock in one hand and reaching out with the other through Liam’s legs to fondle his son’s prick and balls.
“Fuck dad,” said Liam, after a good ten minutes of non-stop incestuous rimming, “you almost made me cum then. But I’d like to cum in your ass.”
“Let me suck you first, son,” said Russell, standing and pulling off his vest and kicking his shorts away from his ankles. Liam did likewise until both father and son were naked apart from their trainers and socks.
Russell knelt down in front of Liam and quickly took him into his mouth. Liam’s manflesh was just as delicious as his father remembered it from their first session a week ago, the young man’s schlong sliding smoothly over Russell’s tongue and awakening tastebuds in the older man that, before last week, had lain dormant for far too long. The feeling of Liam’s smooth prick sliding effortlessly over Russell’s tongue and taking a deep dive into the darkest recesses of his father’s mouth was breathtaking. This was also a great place to have sex, thought Russell, a nice shady glade on a hot sunny day with lots of leisurely rimming and sucking and he giggled as the words of a Gershwin song floated through his mind. Who could ask for anything more?
Russell sucked as if there was no tomorrow while Liam’s grunts rose to a crescendo, drowning out the singing of the birds in the sun-drenched trees. The way Russell flicked his tongue over the head of his son’s prick made Liam throw back his head and howl like a banshee on heat while both their rocks were getting hotter all the time. Watching his father spit-polishing his proud erection was a real turn-on and both of them knew that they had found the perfect gay sex partner, even if they were blood-related. “You ready for a fuck now, dad?” asked Liam, pulling his prick out of his father’s mouth and holding it aloft in his hand, his big balls glistening in the sunshine.
“Sure am,” said Russell, standing and bending over, arcing his back so that his ass stood out provocatively as he waited for the incestuous plundering. “Stick that big prick of yous up my ass, son, like you did the other day. I really need a good fucking.”
“Let me lick your ass first, dad,” said Liam, “get it lubricated a bit.”
Russell gasped as his son’s red hot tongue worked its way into his asshole. After five minutes’ worth of rimming, Liam spat some spit into Russell’s hole and worked it further in with his fingers. Then he stood up and plunged his offspring prick into his father’s fuck tunnel with firm steady strokes, his balls slapping Russell’s ass cheeks with each thrust. Russell sighed happily as he adjusted himself to the penetration and then began to push his ass back and forth as Liam sent his throbbing dick diving deep into the bottomless abyss of his father’s beautiful ass.
Russell was in paradise, he loved being fucked by a nice hard prick, even better when the prick in question just happened to be that of his own sex-mad son. His aching nuts had been driving him crazy since he’d woke up that morning but, at long last, he was now on the receiving end of one of the hottest fucks he had ever had. What a glorious way to spend a horny summer’s day!
“Yeah, fuck that ass, son, don’t stop,” said Russell. “Harder!”
Liam upped the tempo as he pressed deeper and harder into Russell’s ass, enjoying the sensation as the walls of his dad’s butt tightened around his incestuous prick. It was proving to be one-hell-of-a-fuck for both of them as Liam fucked the shit out of his father who, likewise, was revelling in the sheer joy of the mind-numbing attack on his ass from his own much-loved son.
Both men’s hot rocks were getting incandescent and they knew that it wouldn’t be long now before the lava erupted out of them. Sure enough, seconds later, Liam let out a loud groan and came his load deep in his father’s ass. Russell laughed with pride and joy as he luxuriated in the warmth of his son’s sticky delicious spunk flooding his innards as Liam withdrew and stood back with his sated cock in his hand. Russell stood up and turned and immediately blew a load over Liam’s chest, coating it in a thick hot ream of white spunky jizz.
“Bloody hell, son,” said Russell, looking down at Liam’s temporarily spunk-disfigured chest and feeling really pleased with himself to have given his son so much of his love juice, “you certainly know how to fuck for one so young. I think I’m gonna have to learn how to walk straight all over again.”
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