Unexpected Pre-Worout

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story about a sexual encounter between a dad and his adult son. If it's illegal for you to read this type of erotic material, close this page or click the back button.

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My eyes are heavy with sleep as I slowly return to the waking world. My body is too relaxed to move right away and I feel a fullness in my ass I'm slow to recognize. As my eyes flutter open I see the walls of my son's room, I breathe in deep and notice his smell on the pillows. I must've taken a nap here. I manage to stretch out a little bit and feel legs against my own. Finally, all at once, I recall it all.

"Welcome back to the land of the living, pops. I was going to wake you but you were sleeping pretty hard." I look back over my shoulder to find my handsome son smiling that sweet, cocky grin at me. "I was going to keep fucking you but figured I should wait for you to wake up first. It was torture to stay inside of you without pumping your guts."

"Holy shit, Jason. I can't believe we did that." I'm slightly nervous and mildly mortified but my anxieties were lessened when I feel my son's cock twitch, all 8 inches still planted deep inside of me. I didn't need to wonder if he regretted anything, if his hard cock is any indication, I think he's okay with what we did. Just a few hours ago I had never considered taking it up the ass, now here I was, stretched wide, waking up with a cock already there. I moan as I reflexively grind back against him, enjoying the sensations of my only son stretching my anal walls. "Oh God, Jas."

"Damn pops, nobody takes this cock like you do. Holy shiiiitt." Jason's eyes roll to the back of his head and moans as he bottoms out in me. I swear I feel his length reach my stomach as his thickness stretches me to max capacity. The elasticity in my ass must have naturally known I wanted this, needed this, because it's been all too easy for my body to accept his girth. How many years of good sex have I missed out on by neglecting this part of my body?

I had a lot of missed orgasms to make up for.

Thankfully, I was living with a hot muscle stud with a huge cock who was willing to give it to me, hard and hopefully frequently. One experience and I was hooked already.

I couldn't help but let off a bit just so I could push back into him. I shiver and moan at the sensation. I could feel the horny butterflies in my stomach quiver as my son bottoms out in me at a slow, steady pace. These incredible feelings I've never felt before today, that I never thought possible, I now never wanted to stop experiencing.

"Oh God, Jas, this feels incredible. Are you okay with what happened?" I ask as my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"Yeah dad, I kind of started it all when I shoved my tongue in your ass." He rubs his hand around my chest and squeezes me close. "Who knew you had such a hot and willing ass waiting to be pounded?" He asks as he plants little kisses on my neck.

"It was news to me too, bud." We both laugh and I can feel the vibrations throughout my entire body, even his dick felt like it was laughing in me.

"It won't be the last time." He says as he lightly bites my shoulder and grinds into me. He grabs my waist and starts controlling the movement, pulling almost the entire way out just to shove it back into me. I yelp a little with each aggressive plunge. I didn't mind the pain, its synonymous with the pleasure. It hurts so good. I feel Jason's breath on my neck, his chest against my back and his dick in my ass. I've never felt closer to my son then I do right now, the deep connection we have is greater than ever as he's balls deep in me. A parent never stops providing. Most probably don't provide their offspring with a sexual release but I don't mind going the extra mile by taking his entire eight thick inches.

A look of bliss crosses my face as Jason's pounding into me, his long, deep strokes getting quicker and quicker.

"Uhh" I moan without inhibition, slack mouthed and enjoying the pounding I'm receiving. My son fucks me better than I've ever fucked anyone before, I'm now realizing my ex wife's claims of sexual frustration may have been valid. Maybe if I could've fucked her like this, she would've been happy. If I was capable of fucking anyone like this I might've had another relationship. I beamed with pride at my son's raw talent to give so much pleasure. It was truly a gift. As I'm floating on cloud nine, I was quickly learning to appreciate receiving my son's fucking talents.

He slows his speed to an almost excruciating pace and pulls out completely just to push back in at the same speed. I can feel my loose hole remain open when his cock exits my body, I wonder if it'll be able to close up again after today. He repeats this timing a few cycles until I get impatient and start meeting his thrusts. Bouncing back I feel my meaty butt cheeks shake around his hot, hard cock.

Ready to switch positions, I begrudgingly let Jason's cock flop out of me. The immediate feeling of cold air entering my loose hole has me missing my son's eight inch cock already. He's done quite the number on me, I reach back to feel my ass lips and I easily slip two fingers inside of my wrecked hole. I can feel Jason's cum against my anal walls, providing a natural lubricant.

I climb on top of him and straddle his waist. I was a little nervous to take him from this position but I wanted to try it regardless. I grab his cock and aim it at my entrance, my heartbeat quickens as my excitement heightens at the impending fullness I'll once again experience. I sit back and rub his cock head around my ass lips, looking into Jason's eyes as we're both in full heat. I feel his cock head push through my anal ring, my resistance weakens as I allow him entry. I involuntary whimper as he glides through my insides, nudging my prostate on the way.

In this position, Jason let's me control the speed at first as I get accustomed. Being this stretched out it felt like gravity was tempted to pull out my insides. I will myself to relax as I sink down into his lap. His large member invading me as our eyes remain locked on each other. I always knew Jason was a stud but I've never seen him as a sexual being before. Now here I was impaled on his cock, shaking with ecstacy. As I fully sit on him and feel my fat cheeks resting on him I raise up a bit and crash back down, speeding up and lifting higher each time. He grabs my ass and kneads my muscle butt.

"Holy shit, you feel great riding me." Jason says as he manipulates my fleshy cheeks. I moan in response, unable to form a coherent sentence.

As I bounce on his cock and the excruciating bliss emanates from my head to my curling toes, I can't help but feel like like the bimbos I've seen a hundred times in the porn I've watched over the years. I never imagined myself in their position though. But here I was with the same fat ass but instead of big tits bouncing around, I had a tiny, useless penis laying on my son's rock hard abs. Jason doesn't seem to mind that as he grabs my hips and starts pile driving up into me, harder and harder we slam into each other. I was slippery with sweat from our sexual exercise. Glancing down at Jason, his body was glistening with a light sheen of moisture as well.

"Damn dad, I'm gonna fuck you in every corner of this house." Jason says while pounding me. I couldn't respond with words so I just moaned an undecipherable response. "I wanna see you walking around in just a jockstrap from now on so I can bend you over and slide inside anytime." Knowing that Jason was interested in repeating this rendezvous had me working overtime. I met his gyrations with vigour, I was taking him as if I needed his seed to live. This newly discovered way to fuck is quickly becoming my go-to preference.

In this squat position above him, I'm able to bounce on his dick, impaling myself on him over and over, feeling his cock slam past my prostate repeatedly, making me twitch and mutter. I throw my head back as I'm nearly overwhelmed by the sensations my son's cock was giving me.

The sounds of skin slapping skin and our moans fill the room. I unintelligibly voice my pleasure as my neglected dick is flopping in the air between us. Even though my unimpressive member isn't getting any attention, this is the best sex I've ever had. I'm realizing that pounding the prostate must be the way to a man's heart and I was willing to have mine demolished. All I require in return is more massages. Prostate massages, frequently.

I subtly vibrate from the feelings in my body, riding the edge of nirvana as our sweaty bodies glide over each other. I paw at his chest, massaging the big, thick muscles he must train hours each week to maintain. I wonder how many girls, or even guys, wish they could share a bed with him. Wishing they were exactly where I am right now. And I'm the lucky fucker riding him to completion. I continue bouncing on his cock, wanting Jason's pleasure to match my own. I squeeze his cock with my ass muscles, trying to choke his dick and stay tight as possible for him.

"Aaheh" I was a bumbling mess, head full of noise, ass full of cum. Jason's cock was sliding in and out of me, his precum adding to the load he deposited earlier. Neither of us able to hold on much longer, our breaths quicken and moans get louder as we approach climax. Jason grabs my waist and slams me on his cock as I feel his seed unleashing inside of me. I feel his cock flex 5, 6 maybe 8 times before he takes me over the edge with him and I can't help but cum all over my stud son's abs and chest. I don't cum nearly as much as him but my orgasm is no less intense.

Our pace slows to a crawl before stopping completely as I rest on top of him. I'm still impaled on him, connected cock to ass, while we catch our breath. I look down at him and he's looking at me. He runs his fingers in my cum on his stomach and lifts his hand towards my face. I lean forward and open my mouth as he feeds my cum to me. I lick and suck on his thick digits before he lowers his hand and repeats the process. Never tasting my own cum before, it was so hot having Jason serve it to me, I would've swallowed anything he handed to me at that moment.

I reluctantly rise off his lap until I feel his cock fall out of my ass and immediately miss the fullness I had gotten used to. Ignoring the feeling of emptiness in my ass, I lower my face to his abs and start licking up the remaining pools of my cum. His soft skin covering his hard muscles create a road full of peaks and valleys for my tongue to glide over. The salty taste of his sweaty skin mixing with the flavors of my cum create an incredible post climax snack.

After cleaning up his abs I crawl up to his massive pecks and lick up what's pooled between his massive muscles before sliding to suck on one nipple, then the other. I couldn't help but pay more attention to his chest even though not much of my cum made it this far. Jason had a chest worth worshipping. I took my time nuzzling into his pecks, lightly kissing, licking and sucking on them. My son's chest was full of strength and power, I could spend a lot of time here appreciating them.

I finally fall back on the bed and our breathing returns to normal. My heart beat slows as my climax dissipates. I look over at Jason and his eyes are closed as he lays on his back, a slight satisfied smile on his face. I couldn't help but beam with pride at the handsome stud he's grown into, the handsome stud that just nearly split me in two.

He turns toward me, opens his eyes and asks, "What do you think, was that a satisfying leg workout?"

I give a light laugh and reply, "That was probably the best leg workout I've ever had. You were right about the squats, I really felt it deep in my glutes."

"Working cardio in at home is highly underrated. But I think it's something we should implement in our daily routine." He says as he moves his hand between my legs, further down until he finds my slack, sloppy hole and easily inserts a finger inside of me. Before pulling it almost all the way out, he adds a second finger. I close my eyes and moan as I give into these new feelings of bliss I'm getting acquainted to. Jason adds a third digit and I couldn't help but shake when he glides over my prostate. I'm at my son's mercy as he's finger blasting me in his bed. "The day is still young, I'm sure we can fit in another round of training."

I look over and see his cock hardening. It really doesn't take long before he's ready to go again.

I reach over and grab his thick, massive cock and take the time to really appreciate it for the first time. Over the years I'd compare myself with other men and would usually feel inadequate but right now I only feel admiration. I've finally discovered my sexual skill and my little shortcomings play no part in it.

As I tug on my son's fat cock and listen to the sounds his fingers make while playing with my loose, overworked hole, I scoot a little closer and look into his eyes. I'm overwhelmed with the temptation to kiss him. Not like a typical familial peck either, I wanted to feel his tongue invade my mouth the way it filled my hole, I wanted to feel his breath on my face, I wanted to make out with my own son. We've already done so much dads and sons wouldn't usually do together, why not this too?

As we gaze into each other's eyes, I start to lean towards him and he follows suit. Our faces inch closer and closer until our mouths meet. We both exhale and relax into each other as our mouths open and our tongues start to dance as another round begins.