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Recently divorced, I started going to the gym to occupy some of my free time. I started with cardio and feeling around the weight machines, getting reacquainted as it's been a while since I've had a routine. At 36, I wasn't too out of shape and the stress of the divorce didn't ruin me too badly, just had some excess stress to release. The gym helps a lot. After a few months of getting back in the groove I found that the stairs were one of my favorite exercises at the gym, along with leg day. I noticed my legs getting stronger and my abs were getting defined and it motivated me to keep pushing.
My son Jason also goes to the same gym, sometimes I run into him, other times we'll go there together. Jason decided to stick with me after the divorce since my place is closer to the college he goes to. He's 18, athletic and already has a substantial build. He played sports all through high school and will continue playing football this fall. He's much taller than me, I'm only 5'6" to his 6'2". His build is more linebacker and I'm more swimmer. Both his mom and I were smaller but the men on his mom's side were all bigger guys, just like my son is, he definitely inherited the strong male genes on her side. Unlike his uncles, Jason never did make fun of me for my size and lack of height. Ironically enough, his mother seemed to love me regardless but she did leave me for quite the stud. Jason's been taller than me for a couple years now, it's weird that I have to reach up to him when we hug.
"Hey Jason, I'm heading out to the gym. You wanna go?" I ask as I peak into my son's room. He's relaxing in his bed only wearing basketball shorts without a shirt on, watching tv.
He looks up at me and tells me "I already went today but I could probably use another go. What are you working on?" He asks me as he gets out of bed.
"Legs." We both say at the same time before laughing. It's usually always legs. It's a more satisfying workout that I see quick results from, my upper body is already pretty toned and beach ready. "Can't have chicken legs when beach season rolls around again."
"Dad, you gotta skip it sometimes, give them a day to recover." He tells me as he reaches up and stretches out, I couldn't help but notice his strong muscles flexing and his long cloth covered cock snaking down his shorts.
"I do, you don't have to worry about me bud." I step forward to give him a hug, I stand on my tiptoes for the embrace and his hands accidentally end up a little lower on my back, accidentally grazing my butt cheeks.
"Oops, sorry dad. Woah, your glutes are growing as much as your legs, I haven't noticed." he steps back and turns me to face away as he lifts my shirt up.
I was just in my jock underneath "Uh, son I should warn you -" too late, his hand travels from lower back to my shorts and pulls at the waste band and starts to lower the back of my shorts. "Woah, yeah dad, you've got some major glutes gains." He confirms as my shorts sit beneath my mammoth cheeks.
He lets out a low whistle and says "You shouldn't be hiding these beautiful buns under all these baggy clothes, you gotta start wearing smaller shorts and tights that'll show 'em off right. That'll definitely get you a date and it's been a while since mom left, I think it's about time you do." he's palming each cheek now, feeling the muscles with admiration. He sits back on his bed for a more comfortable view while he palms my cheeks.
"I don't know about that son, I guess I'm still a little broken up about it. I'm not sure I'm ready to start dating again." It was weird having this conversation with my son while my ass is out and he's openly feeling me up. "Uhh, I'm a little embarrassed for wearing this jockstrap in front of you."
"Don't be, you look awesome. Besides, most guys are all wearing jocks anyway." I start to relax a little more as his hands are now spreading my fat ass cheeks apart, feeling the cool air on my hole each time he kneads my cheeks apart. "You got some dense, thick muscles here, dad. You're strong, all that time at the gym is really paying off. You know you gotta massage the muscles, not only stretching, to really let them recover. You ever do that?"
"I stretch daily but no, I haven't had a massage in what feels like ages." I admit, his hands on me felt really good, I haven't been touched in a while and no ones ever touched me like this.
"Here, lay down dad. I'll give you a proper massage." He tells me as he lightly slaps my ass and I get the chills a bit. He gets up and I take his spot on the bed, still warm from his body heat. I get a whiff of the warm, familiar smell that's only him. I feel him get up on the bed behind me and place his hands on each of my thighs and slowly start to massage them up. He was going right back to my butt.
I've always had a butt, not nearly as big as it is now but still a little large for my frame. A nice bubblebutt from years of swimming and good genetics helped too. Since I've been working out it's almost doubled in size and no one's gotten to check out these new cheeks. His hands back on my body and rubbing my booty, spreading my cheeks apart. I'm naturally pretty hairless, even my butthole and cheeks so his hands glide easily across my skin. I couldn't help but moan into his pillow at the incredible sensations my son's hands were giving me.
"Yeah dad, these are great. You look awesome. Let's move these out of the way though." He says as he slides my shorts further down my legs until they're off and he tosses them to the floor. "There, that's more comfortable." He says as he's able to spread my legs a little wider and sit between my legs a little easier.
He resumes palming my gargantuan cheeks, alternating between soft and deep pressure. I could feel my hiding hole winking between my cheeks and feel his breath on my skin, wondering if it was my imagination or if his face was getting closer to my ass. I hear him breath deeply a few times, I subconsciously match his breaths and relax into the massage. I can I feel his breaths land on my skin, tickling my senses and giving me goosebumps. He spreads my cheeks wide apart and exhale directly on my butthole and I know definitively that he's looking at it, front row seat to the show that is my puffy, pink rosebud. What was going through his mind? I tried not to be embarrassed, hopefully this isn't awkward for him, having his old man half naked on his bed. I can imagine the sight - both of his hands spreading my cheeks wide open while my pink rosebud is winking right at him while his breaths land closer and closer to my most private part.
"I've always been an ass man, dad. Most girls I've been with have had wide hips and a juicy, fat ass for me to play with." I was thankful I was laying on my stomach, hiding the erection that was growing first from his touch and now even harder listening to my son talk about the asses he likes while touching mine.
"How would you play with them, son?" I asked, low and breathy. As relaxed as I was, my heart was racing.
"Every way I could, I loved watching making their ass jiggle," he says as he makes my cheeks bounce and I feel my glutes shake. "They even liked when I slapped them." SLAP. I feel him slap one cheek, then the other. I involuntarily yelp and jerk up at the sudden smacks and then I moan back into the mattress. "I even enjoyed kissing them if I had the chance." and then I felt his fat tongue swipe right across my butt hole. The shock I was feeling was overshadowed by the overwhelming bliss from the sensation of a warm, wet tongue gliding over my hole. Over and over again he lapped at my hole, making me shiver with bliss. I couldn't believe Jason, my own son, was manhandling my cheeks and making out with my asshole. He move to my butt cheeks and alternated between softly biting and kissing them back and forth before returning to my hole.
His tongue was grazing over my hole repeatedly and I had never felt anything like it before. I moaned and grinded into the mattress as his face was being enveloped by my cheeks, trying to swallow him up. His tongue felt amazing trying to enter me, switching between kisses, long swipes on my hole and nibbling on the rim. I was in heaven.
As big as my butt cheeks are, my dick is the opposite. Unfortunately, I'm only almost four inches rock hard. Another physical attribute my son did not get from me. The size of my cock was the source for some of my exes and my bigger fights. Also my biggest reason of hesitancy when it comes to returning to the dating scene.
But right now with my son's face smothered between my cheeks, my lack of endowment didn't matter. He was, quite literally, into my ass. licking my entire booty, not missing a spot and not giving a thought about my tiny cock. I couldn't help but moan and squeeze the sheets.
