Like Father, Like Son Ch. 02

1.

Russell lay naked on his bed, stroking his morning wood and replaying, not for the first time, the images of his first suck and fuck session a week ago with his son Liam. It had been a fantastic afternoon of hardcore incestuous man-to-man sex with plenty of sucking, rimming, sixty-nining and fucking and with lots of white hot spunk flying about all over the place, mostly Liam’s over his father’s face and chest and Russell’s in his son’s asshole, and Russell was only too proud that he and his ex-wife Sarah had produced such a horny sexy young man who was in love with sex as much as he was with life itself.

There were a few other images working their way through Russell’s mind’s eye too, ever since Liam had confessed to him he’d been fucking his mother, as well as getting fucked in the ass by Sarah’s strap-on. Having taken Sarah’s plastic prick up his ass many times in the past when they were still married, Russell knew just how adept she was at giving maximum asshole pleasure and just the thought of Liam being fucked by his mother was enough to tip Russell over the edge and, almost without warning, he spewed out a long hot ribbon of his thick spunky jizz, luxuriating in its warmth as it ran down the shaft of his prick and over his hand before matting his pubes.

“Aaaagh!” Russell cried, as he enjoyed his first wank of the day, “that was a fucking good one.”

He lay there for a few moments as he came down from the intensity of his orgasm and then made for the bathroom, stepping into the shower and enjoying the hot jets raining down on him as he carried out his morning ablutions. Russell was and is a true sexaholic, the pleasures of the flesh being what life was all about, as far as he was concerned, and despite having relieved his balls of his spunk only a quarter of an hour or so earlier, he was raring to go again as he stepped out the shower and began to towel himself down.

“If I don’t get my rocks off with my lad again soon,” Russell mused to himself as he pulled on a vest and shorts, preparatory to going out for his regular early morning run, “I’m gonna go fucking crazy. And I want to hear more about what he gets up to with his mom.”

Almost without thinking, Russell reached for the phone and punched in Liam’s mobile number. He didn’t want to phone the landline in case his ex-wife answered; as yet, he had no idea whether or not Liam had inveigled Sarah with details of what they had got up to on that momentous day when Russell had visited and Sarah had fortuitously gone off shopping, leaving Russell and Liam alone and they had thrown away their doubts and got down to some seriously hardcore father and son sex.

Liam answered after a couple of rings and Russell felt his cock start to harden again inside his shorts at the sound of his son’s sexy voice. “Hi, son,” he said, “you doing anything this morning?”

“Oh, hi dad,” replied Liam, his voice full of surprise and pleasure that the caller was his father, “I was thinking of going for a jog in the woods. Why, you got something else in mind?” he finished, a lascivious tone creeping into his voice.

“Might have,” said Russell, “in fact, I’m going for a jog myself. How d’you fancy joining me?”

“Sure would, dad,” Liam replied, “where shall I meet you?”

“Meet me by the car park at the start of the woods,” replied Russell. “And son,” he added, as if he had just thought of what he was about to say.

“Yes, dad?”

“Wear the tightest pair of shorts you’ve got. I want to see and feel that lovely ass of yours in them again.”

“And there’s me thinking you just wanted to go for a run,” laughed Liam. “OK, dad, I’ll sort out a pair now. I think my blue soccer shorts are the tightest pair I’ve got. They give mom quite a thrill too when she sees me in them.”

Russell was stroking the bulge in his shorts which had grown considerably since he started the conversation with his son. He knew from past experience that Sarah was a bit of an ass fetishist herself – in fact, more than a bit – and would no doubt enjoy seeing her son’s ass in a tight pair of shorts, too.

“I’d love to see you and your mom in action some time,” said Russell, “I want to hear more about what the two of you get up to.”

“Gee, dad,” replied Liam, “you are one sex-mad son-of-a-bitch. Don’t ever change, will you?”

“Sure fucking won’t,” replied Russell, “not when I’ve got such a horny sexy son like you. I’m the proudest dad in the world.”

“Thanks, dad, I love you too,” said Liam. “Now, are we going to sit here all day talking on the phone or are we going to get on with things?”

“See you and that great ass of yours in about half an hour, son.”

They terminated the conversation and Russell closed the door of the house and got in the car and accelarated away on the short journey to the woods. Simultaneously, back at the house he shared with his mother, Liam fumbled in his closet and found the shorts in question. They were indeed the tightest skimpiest pair he possessed and as he pulled them on around his ample buns, he checked his ass in the wall mirror to make sure they fitted as snugly as possible. Then he went downstairs to the kitchen where his mother was making a pot of tea …

2.

Sarah smiled and licked her lips as Liam entered the kitchen, casting approving looks at her sexy son, her eyes sweeping over him from head to toes and taking in not just his fabulous-looking ass but every bit of him, his perfect calves, his strong muscular legs protruding from his shorts and his broad shoulders enhanced by a matching blue-covered bum-freezer vest.

Sarah loved seeing her son in sports kit just as much as she did nude when they had sex, like the night before when it had felt as if Liam had completely destroyed her cunt with all the pokes it had received from his young but experienced prick. Now, as she feasted her eyes on the spectacular visual delights of her son’s tight shorts-clad bum, her pride and love in him once again bubbled to the surface as Liam went over to the fridge to get some ice-cold water, aware that his mother’s eyes were digging into his round muscular buttocks.

“Goodness, sweetheart,” Sarah said, “how on earth did you manage to get into a pair of shorts that tight?”

“Easy, mom,” Liam replied, turning round and enjoying showing Sarah the bulge in his shorts just as much as he did his ass, “I’m gonna go out for a run, now,” he continued, taking a swig of the water from a tumbler into which he had poured it.

“What, no suck this morning?” said Sarah, teasingly.

Liam loved being sucked off by his mother – and loved licking her pussy, too – but he was eager to sample his father’s cock-sucking and ass-licking skills again. “Mom,” he said, “we had a great time last night and we’ll have another great time tonight so you’ll just have to be patient.”

“Who was that on the phone?” said Sarah, changing the subject abruptly, “don’t tell me nobody because I have very good hearing.”

“In that case, mom,” said Liam, “you’ll know very well who it was.”

“Your dad,” Sarah replied. “Are you meeting him now?”

“Sure am, mom,” replied Liam, “we’re going jogging together.”

“You shouldn’t wear shorts that tight in front of your dad,” said Sarah, “you’ll get him turned on and who knows then what might happen?”

Liam smiled at his mother. “Don’t tell me you wouldn’t like it to happen, mom,” he said, “I bet you’d love to see me and dad in action.”

“Yes, well maybe I would,” Sarah replied. “Now get going, if you are going, otherwise I might just have to pull those shorts of yours down this very minute.”

“I’ll be all yours this evening, mom,” Liam said, “and then I’m gonna fuck you until you scream for mercy.”

“Can hardly wait, sweetheart,” his mother replied, “I just love your big prick in my cunt. By the way,” she added, almost as an afterthought, “I’m going shopping later so I might not be back until late. I’ll leave something in the fridge for you to eat.”

“Thanks, mom, but don’t you ever get tired of going shopping? You spent all day at them just a few days ago.”

“Men!” said Sarah, giggling, “there’s no point me explaining, you lot will never understand. Now go, otherwise I will have those shorts of yours off before you can blink.”

Liam smiled again and headed for the door, letting himself out and walking down the drive to the gate. Sarah moved swiftly over to the window to get another view of Liam’s ass as he walked away, licking her lips as she watched the two firm cheeks rubbing together inside his shorts which were, indeed, so tight it looked to Sarah’s fancy as if her son’s ass was bare and had merely been painted blue.

When Liam got to the gate, he turned, smiled and blew his mother a kiss, and then took up a jogging gait as he made his way to the woods to meet his father, leaving Sarah to her own devices …

3.

Russell parked the car at the entrance to the woods, pleased to see there were no other cars there and the woods were silent apart from the singing birds high up in the trees, and sat back to await the arrival of his son. He didn’t have to wait long; five minutes after arriving, he saw the sturdy figure approaching through the woods and as the young man drew nearer, Russell’s cock got hard and his mouth watered with pleasant anticipation. Just the sight of Liam’s young masculine body pleased Russell and he started to think of all the wonderful things they would soon be doing to each other.

“Fucking hell,” Russell mused to himself, “I know I asked him to wear the tightest pair of shorts he had but these ones are practically non-existant.”

Russell climbed out the car, his eyes taking in the obscene but paradoxically beautiful bulge in the front of Liam’s shorts. Even without a full hard-on, Liam’s shorts were so tight that they tented out at the front considerably and Russell found himself wondering how many women – and men, too – he had turned on as he ran through the town on his way to the woods.

“Hi son,” Russell said, kissing Liam on the lips to which his son eagerly responded. Since there was nobody about, they felt quite OK snogging out in the open. When they broke free of the kiss, Russell took a step back and gazed admiringly at Liam.