Time passed, a lot of time. I was only semi-conscious bent over flat on Zachery with his spent cock still in my mouth, and still a mouthful. My feet were firm on the Berber, my spent cock still in Zach's mouth, neither of us quite ready to let go much less move. I raised my head first, letting Zach's beauty plop on his stomach, then stood up and my cock fell from his mouth. I was real tired, might have even dozed off for a bit, but looked down at Zach and leaned down to kiss that gapping mouth and taste the mixture from our come-fest. He was awake and kissed me back, so I lifted his head, hoping his neck wasn't broken, and he sat up on the bed with that sleepy but confident smile. "Hello lover, you are beautiful, and I hope alive," I said in a more normal voice, as though speaking to my lover, a woman, romancing stuff. "I love you Daddy," his first words in a long time. His mouth, our mouths, had been wonderfully full of cock.
Atticus came over, happy to say his own hello. I wonder what he thought of the show. What a good and patient dog. I hugged him, handed him to Zach whose face he immediately began licking, and fumbled for my iPhone. My God it was midnight. "Son, we need some sleep. Want to wash up first, and I can open up a fresh toothbrush for you. I sure need it." "Wait Dad, I want a longer kiss, so much come to share." What a sweet boy, and I felt exactly the same, pulled him up as we embraced standing face to face like two men in love, cocks dangling, banging into each other, locked in an embrace, tongues probing, loving each other's mouths and tastes. "Can I suck your cock in the morning Daddy, or during the night if I wake up and just need it." "Anytime you want son," I answered, "But I think we are going to crash right now." Ten minutes later we were fast asleep, naked, Black and white, in a sea of soft white--Atticus now curled up at the end of the bed.
This time of year the days are long, an early sunrise was flooding the room. I saw it and pulled the covers over my head, and snugged up to Zach, spooning him, my big boy. Sleepy and surely groggy, I lay there and began to think about Zach's cock right there within my grasp, and wondered what it looked like asleep. For awhile I just wondered, but this is my bitch and I own her cock, damnit. My right arm was already around Zach's shoulder, so I slowly moved my hand down carefully hoping not to wake him. I touched the head of that big soft cock and my body shook in little spasms. My cock was already resting happily on top of but almost between his sweet butt cheeks, and now it too jumped. As I took his cock in my hand, just feeling the weight and pulling it out straight so it would have room to grow, I began to stroke it. It began to grow and with that movement, Zach began to stir. I whispered, "Stay asleep son, it's just your Daddy loving you."
I don't know that he heard me, but his cock continued to grow in my stroking hand. Though under covers and out of sight, what a beautiful feeling, and as it grew my gentle strokes became more like a morning jack-off. I picked up my pace and jacked from base to end, holding him tight just under the head and pulling on it harder, feeling it grow. His body shifted, involuntarily--I think, rolling toward me, no longer in a spoon, on his back his legs open. So I jacked, pulling the covers back so I could see my morning trophy. And I jacked, my mind drifting to another time, jacking that next door neighbor when I was eleven or twelve. I loved the look and the memory, it was all about jacking that cock straight up and down, hard and fast, watching, listening, to its every need. Now totally focused I had only one purpose in life, make that big cock shoot, no other thoughts, nothing could distract me now. I was one happy kid, enthralled by that big dick, and now it was my son Zach's dick and I aimed to see it make rainbows in the sun filled room.
A sleepy Zach was waking up, "Oh Daddy, jacking me awake in the morning. Thank you Daddy, what a beautiful morning." And I jacked, harder and harder, right up to the head. "Faster Daddy, I'm going to shoot," my boy, so reliable, so I picked up my pace to an insane frenzy. All my muscles, all my energy, this time I was the one working for come. And here it came, on an up stroke he started shaking, his balls were bouncing, his cock throbbing, pulsing, pushing come up and flying through the sunlight. Straight up, exactly what I wanted to see. Straight up a good eighteen inches, and more to come. I milked him for another couple of minutes, his perfect Black stomach covered in strings of white while he moaned his approval. I was a kid again, and what a feeling of accomplishment just making a dick shoot. The only difference, this time I bent forward and sucked that head into my mouth to be sure my boy was sucked dry, to the satisfying sound of "Oh Daddy, Oh Daddy, Oh Daddy, what a jack, what a jack, thank you Daddy." And then he just lay there, involuntary convulsions shaking the bed as he returned to the process of waking up and feeling so good, so sated.
The big event was over, it was time for breakfast and talk of plans for the day, while I licked his abs clean and shared my bounty with our first morning kiss. "Let's have some breakfast and coffee--I've already had my cream." We both laughed, an understanding laugh. "I'm going to make my regular oatmeal with flax seed, walnuts, pecans, and blueberries, glad to make the same for you, or I do have bagels and almond-based cream cheese. Tastes like Philadelphia Cream Cheese but is totally Vegan," I was in a good mood, satisfied from satisfying Zach, and now energized. "Coffee and that bagel sounds perfect, and I'm going to need to head home, get in the shower, and change clothes. Let's eat and talk about meeting up later, if that's okay with you Daddy." More perfection, Zach was spot on. A little break, some dog walking and house cleaning, and meeting up again later was exactly what we both needed.
Still our breakfast chat revealed a lot. "So Daddy," Zach had a sly look on his face, "Are you really going to buy me some white girl's sissy panties for me?"
I laughed and said, "Absolutely!"
Zach breathed a sly of relief, "That's cool, another first I haven't really thought about, but just hearing it excited me. Like the idea of being dominated, both of us, by a lesbian master and getting to fuck each other's dicks inside her, on her orders, her experiencing the ultimate male gay sex up close and personal. Hot stuff."
