Araucaria
JUB 10k Club
I'm hanging out with Dad in the woods close to home, on my winter break from college, a couple of days before Christmas. It was a sunny, pleasantly cool day, and I wore my light pullover sweater. I thought even this might be overdressing when I stood in the sun. It isn't always reliably cold in this part of the country at this time of year; in fact, we had the AC running on Christmas day last year.
The two of us came out here to get out of the house, since the females were all obsessed with holiday activities and preparations, and we had to get away from all the commotion and hullabaloo. Also, not a word was said, but both Dad and me wanted to be together, the way we've done, many times before. But not in quite a while, since I've been off to college. I feel a stirring in my crotch, and I shove my cock down in my pants to adjust myself. Dad notices.
As we walk deeper into the woods, Dad and I put our arms around each other. I'm 20 years old, with short dark-brown hair, and a boyish baby face, or so I've been told. Dad looks just like an older version of me. He's 45, has a youthful face, and he has the same hair that I do, except that a few white hairs are mixing in with the darker ones. In fact, more than once I've had friends see my Dad from a distance, thinking he was me, until they got closer.
Then I see them. A hot young guy about my age, walking along with his Dad. I immediately pick up that he has the same relationship with his Dad that I have with mine. I give my Dad a look which says, "Are they like us?" And my Dad's face says "Yeah." I notice that the other father-son duo exchange similar looks.
"Hey," says my Dad, as we approach them.
"How do," replies the other Dad.
The four of us stand in a circle, checking each other out. The son looked tan and athletic, with short blond hair. His Dad looked much like him, but he had a buzz cut, and the weathered skin of someone that had spent a lot of time outdoors, like a farmer or a sailor.
"Nice day," my father says.
"Yep. Real good," came the reply.
"Me and Peter here decided to get some fresh air, away from the women fussing over Christmas decorations and such." Dad seized my shoulder as he said this.
"Yeah, I hear ya," the other Dad sounding a tone of male solidarity. "The missus like to have drove me and Kendall out of the house," slapping his son solidly on the back.
The sexual tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. One little spark would be all it would take to to set the whole thing off.
I decide to light the match. I thrust my crotch out, calling attention to the erection in my jeans. Nothing is said, but the three other men look on in approval.
I go for broke, unzipping my jeans, and letting my erection stand tall and proud, for all to see. I lean back on an old log, allowing my penis to point straight up, with my balls out, in the bright sun.
The other Dad whistles. "Your boy's got a nice cock!"
I made a fist around my cock, and start fingering myself slowly.
The other son pulled out his erection, and began playing with himself. We were two sons, demonstrating our arousal in front of our fathers.
Soon the other Dad dropped to his knees in front of me and grabbed my cock with his rough, calloused hand.
"A real beauty!" His fingers rubbed the head, extracting some clear, sticky pre-cum from me. He put the head in his mouth, and started sucking me, while palming my balls.
In the meantime, my Dad went over and grabbed Kendall's, the other son's, meat, and took over for him. Soon that young man's cock was in his mouth.
The other Dad sucked my cock, making me feel real good. He gradually licked down the shaft, until he reached my balls, He sucked on them while beating my meat for a couple of minutes.
My Dad continued to work on Kendall, whose face contorted with the pleasure of the stimulation he was getting, as my Old Man treated his penis like a lollipop.
Kendall's Dad resumed sucking my cock, doing an excellent job, especially for a macho older man. I felt him bringing me c;osier to orgasm, up to the point I couldn't hold it any more. At the last second he pulled my cock put of his mouth, and beat it furiously as I ejaculated all over the place-- on my pullover sweater, on the ground, on the Old Man's hand, clothes, and face.
"Your boy really shot a good one!"
In the meantime, my Dad got Kendall all worked up. He pulled Kendall's cock out of his mouth just in time to cause the boy to make a mess on his long-sleeve T-shirt, and on my Dad's hands and face as well.
"Your son shot a pretty good load himself!"
Then it was time for us boys to take care of the Old Men. I kneel before Kendall's Dad, unzip his pants, and free up his already hard penis, pop it in my mouth, and commence to give him pleasure. Kendall goes to his knees in front of my Dad, who leans back on a log, drops his pants, baring his cock and balls for the younger man to administer pleasure to him. Dad has clear, sticky pre-cum leaking from the head, and Kendall begins by lapping it up with his tongue.. When he starts blowing my Dad, it is clear that he knows what he's doing.
"Wow, I can see where your boy got that nice cock of his from!" exclaims Kendall's Dad.
I sucked on Kendall's Dad's cock, and at the end I pulled it out just in time to make a show of the old man ejaculating in my youthful face.
Not to be outdone, Kendall worked on my Dad's cock. He pulled that cock out of his mouth. Like me, my Dad shot a big load of cum, all over his clothes, on Kendall's pullover T-shirt, and all in Kendall's face.
The four of us reluctantly said our goodbyes, and waved each other off.
"Let's meet here again tomorrow!"
The two of us came out here to get out of the house, since the females were all obsessed with holiday activities and preparations, and we had to get away from all the commotion and hullabaloo. Also, not a word was said, but both Dad and me wanted to be together, the way we've done, many times before. But not in quite a while, since I've been off to college. I feel a stirring in my crotch, and I shove my cock down in my pants to adjust myself. Dad notices.
As we walk deeper into the woods, Dad and I put our arms around each other. I'm 20 years old, with short dark-brown hair, and a boyish baby face, or so I've been told. Dad looks just like an older version of me. He's 45, has a youthful face, and he has the same hair that I do, except that a few white hairs are mixing in with the darker ones. In fact, more than once I've had friends see my Dad from a distance, thinking he was me, until they got closer.
Then I see them. A hot young guy about my age, walking along with his Dad. I immediately pick up that he has the same relationship with his Dad that I have with mine. I give my Dad a look which says, "Are they like us?" And my Dad's face says "Yeah." I notice that the other father-son duo exchange similar looks.
"Hey," says my Dad, as we approach them.
"How do," replies the other Dad.
The four of us stand in a circle, checking each other out. The son looked tan and athletic, with short blond hair. His Dad looked much like him, but he had a buzz cut, and the weathered skin of someone that had spent a lot of time outdoors, like a farmer or a sailor.
"Nice day," my father says.
"Yep. Real good," came the reply.
"Me and Peter here decided to get some fresh air, away from the women fussing over Christmas decorations and such." Dad seized my shoulder as he said this.
"Yeah, I hear ya," the other Dad sounding a tone of male solidarity. "The missus like to have drove me and Kendall out of the house," slapping his son solidly on the back.
The sexual tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. One little spark would be all it would take to to set the whole thing off.
I decide to light the match. I thrust my crotch out, calling attention to the erection in my jeans. Nothing is said, but the three other men look on in approval.
I go for broke, unzipping my jeans, and letting my erection stand tall and proud, for all to see. I lean back on an old log, allowing my penis to point straight up, with my balls out, in the bright sun.
The other Dad whistles. "Your boy's got a nice cock!"
I made a fist around my cock, and start fingering myself slowly.
The other son pulled out his erection, and began playing with himself. We were two sons, demonstrating our arousal in front of our fathers.
Soon the other Dad dropped to his knees in front of me and grabbed my cock with his rough, calloused hand.
"A real beauty!" His fingers rubbed the head, extracting some clear, sticky pre-cum from me. He put the head in his mouth, and started sucking me, while palming my balls.
In the meantime, my Dad went over and grabbed Kendall's, the other son's, meat, and took over for him. Soon that young man's cock was in his mouth.
The other Dad sucked my cock, making me feel real good. He gradually licked down the shaft, until he reached my balls, He sucked on them while beating my meat for a couple of minutes.
My Dad continued to work on Kendall, whose face contorted with the pleasure of the stimulation he was getting, as my Old Man treated his penis like a lollipop.
Kendall's Dad resumed sucking my cock, doing an excellent job, especially for a macho older man. I felt him bringing me c;osier to orgasm, up to the point I couldn't hold it any more. At the last second he pulled my cock put of his mouth, and beat it furiously as I ejaculated all over the place-- on my pullover sweater, on the ground, on the Old Man's hand, clothes, and face.
"Your boy really shot a good one!"
In the meantime, my Dad got Kendall all worked up. He pulled Kendall's cock out of his mouth just in time to cause the boy to make a mess on his long-sleeve T-shirt, and on my Dad's hands and face as well.
"Your son shot a pretty good load himself!"
Then it was time for us boys to take care of the Old Men. I kneel before Kendall's Dad, unzip his pants, and free up his already hard penis, pop it in my mouth, and commence to give him pleasure. Kendall goes to his knees in front of my Dad, who leans back on a log, drops his pants, baring his cock and balls for the younger man to administer pleasure to him. Dad has clear, sticky pre-cum leaking from the head, and Kendall begins by lapping it up with his tongue.. When he starts blowing my Dad, it is clear that he knows what he's doing.
"Wow, I can see where your boy got that nice cock of his from!" exclaims Kendall's Dad.
I sucked on Kendall's Dad's cock, and at the end I pulled it out just in time to make a show of the old man ejaculating in my youthful face.
Not to be outdone, Kendall worked on my Dad's cock. He pulled that cock out of his mouth. Like me, my Dad shot a big load of cum, all over his clothes, on Kendall's pullover T-shirt, and all in Kendall's face.
The four of us reluctantly said our goodbyes, and waved each other off.
"Let's meet here again tomorrow!"
