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."
"Me too Zach, just like our Daddy/son thing, that panties turn us both on is another sweet surprise. And about our imagined lesbian dominant, what a thing that could be. I was lucky years ago, that DP with the ex and a fellow recruited for that purpose, was great--but I don't think he was thinking what I was thinking when our cocks collided. I felt like he and I were two cocks fucking, heads rubbing back and forth, him in her cunt sleeve and me in her ass. He had to feel it, I banged against him on purpose with each thrust, who knows but I think he was focused on fucking her and they were deep tongue kissing. I was behind, drilling her ass watching and thinking about the whole thing. I came in her butt, but the trigger was my cock rubbing past his cock head. Bang, a hundred thrusts and suddenly I exploded. That started a chain reaction for the two of them. It was good, we would be better because we would be focused on the cock love affair taking place in a woman's body. I love the lesbian Dom making us do what we are dying to do. A good fantasy at the very least."
"Oh and Zach," I added, "Last night has me wondering, how often do you ordinarily jack off and to what kind of porn? You came in quarts over the evening and were still loaded this morning. Fill your Daddy in--cunt!"
"Wow Dad, I'm hard again, always excited around you and your words, how you think. Now about your jack-off and porn questions ..."Zach continued. "Given my inactivity with anyone sexually for a good while, yes I have an almost daily routine of porn and at least one good jack. I too am surprised by everything that has gone on between you and me--so let me give you total credit for my appetite and volume of come. My taste in porn is varied, mostly online, a few DVDs, and mostly straight stuff with the focus of getting off a good load and then being able to relax. I do love lesbians, and in straight sex I love anal, a series called 'Blacked' in particular where one or two real BBCs take young white asses. Three-way stuff usually, so your variation with us doing a DP in a three-way is sizzling hot to me. Even as fantasy, just fun for you and me to talk about. Girls are pretty, Black, Asian, and white, all super hot. I like the idea of us both submitting to a lesbian Dom, or maybe a lesbian couple. Beyond that, I work a lot, and am always thinking about where my life will go after the Navy. Would love to talk about that with you, and right now I want as much time for us together as possible."
"I loved jacking you this morning Zach, but sometime I'd totally love to watch you jack yourself. Do you lube up and take your time?" I continued, "I'm going to take Atticus out, do some house cleaning, thank goodness I have a steam vac to clean up the Berber, then I need to soak my tired old bones in a bath, give the wife a call, have a nap and--get ready for you son." I continued, "Want to meet up here about 4:00 this afternoon? If I have the energy, I might drive over to the mall and see if I can find some panties for my pretty boy."
"Sounds good Daddy, and so you don't feel alone, I am sore and tired too. Biggest workout I've ever had. I'd be happy to try and nap with you, if it would be possible to keep our hands off each other," Zach said laughing. "But yes, 4:00 sounds good. I'll try not to jack in the mean time so I have plenty for my Daddy. And yes, when I am alone I do take my time, lube big time, and work it through a hot movie. Have you seen 'Pagan Forest' out-takes? Bi both ways, and incredible art direction. Don't have that, it's online, but should I bring a DVD and lube along?"
