Teaching My Son a Lesson, Part 2

Thanks to the guys who caught the problem with the name. I had it as Luke in the original version, but changed it at the last minute. I meant to find / replace it before I posted part 2, but forgot before I sent it in. Should be good now. Thanks.

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Teaching My Son A Lesson, Part 2
C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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The next morning, I woke up with a lingering headache and a raging hard on. I'd dreamed about Sean all night long, my mind spinning off endless fantasies. I knew that he would continue to resist me and that I had to play my game carefully. Technically, if Sean wanted to go back and live with his mother, there was nothing I could do to stop to him. The law wasn't exactly on the side of a father who has sex with his son, even if it was halfway consensual.

I'd only slept for a few hours. I walked down the hall, took a long piss, and then walked into Sean's room. He was laying on his bed, his beautiful muscular ass on display. I gazed at it for a moment and then walked to the bed.  He'd been plenty drunk the night before, and he was dead to the world. His dick was pressed backward between his legs, tucked under his balls. I reached down and touched it softly. While I was a fairly aggressive top, I got off on a guy's body and wasn't afraid to show it. My son was a stud, and I wait to devour his cock and tear into his ass.

I eye-raped him for a couple minutes, just gazing at every part of his body. One of his hands was draped above his head. I knelt down next to him and pressed my face into his hairy pit. Fuck he smelt good. I kissed the skin and then made for the door. Before I did, I walked to the pile of clothes he'd dropped on the ground and picked up his briefs. No sense letting them go to waste.

Quarterback Keeper Part 25

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 25
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Nick dropped his last box of stuff against the wall of his dorm room and turned to his dad and Tom. All three of them were sweaty and exhausted. "That's it," he said, "Done."

"Not too bad." Tom said. He looked at the couch they had hauled into one corner of the room. It was steel framed with a bed tucked under the cushions. Tom swore that it weighed at least a thousand pounds and they'd maneuvered it up a narrow flight of stairs. Tom didn't complain when he hauled it into the building, but Nick was sure that his arms would be sore the next day. His dad would probably be unable to walk for a week.

Nick's mom was sitting on the couch. She'd helped with the small stuff, but left most of the heavy lifting to the guys. They, in turn, left most of it to Tom. All that time in the gym over the summer had to be worth something. Tom's body was pumped up and Nick could barely look at him without thinking about tearing off his clothes. Teenage hormones were still coursing through his veins and his dick got hard at a drop of a hat. Even though he was completely accustomed to Tom's body, he still thought that his boyfriend was, like, the sexiest guy on the planet.

Everyone exchanged a few final words and then Nick's parents got up to leave. They said goodbye to Nick and everyone exchanged some hugs. Then Nick's dad walked over to Tom and shook his hand. "Take good care of him, ok. Don't get him into any trouble."

"I promise I won't, sir." Tom said.

Nick's dad turned to Nick. "And you keep this one in line. Guys like Tom, they can get a little stupid in college. You’re smarter than him, so you do the thinking."

Nick blushed. "Got it," he said. He stifled a laugh and avoided looking at Tom to keep himself from cracking up.

Quarterback Keeper, Part 24

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 24
C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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Note: I'm going to finish this one off guys. This chapter has a threeway in it, which I know isn't for all of you. If you're not into it, hold tight and the final chapter will be up tomorrow. -- Charlie

The summer was almost over, and Tom was trying to put in as much time with his friends before he left for college. It was hot outside, and Tom invited some friends to a local gym to play a game of basketball on an indoor court. Austin showed up, along with two other guys that Tom played football with in high school. After they had showered, they were dressing in the locker room and joking about their relationships. Austin, as usual, couldn't keep his head out of the gutter.

The guys were bragging about how often their girlfriends put out. Tom grinned at Austin because Austin alone knew that Tom got laid almost everyday. Austin didn't know that it was something Tom wanted to stay private.

"All Tom has gotta do is whistle and Nick comes running." Austin said, "That dude loves to fuck."

"And I'm happy to fuck him." Tom said loudly. He figured that if he was going to have a reputation, it might as well be as a monster in the sack.

"Really?" said one of the other guys, "I always figured that would hurt. You know, like . . ."

"Getting fucked." Austin finished.