JUG-104 One Hole Town

Excerpt

With the head of his cummy prick kissing the bottom of his balls, Paige squatted wantonly in front of his dad and wiped his spunk from the carpet. When the youth finished he stood and paraded proudly over to where his father still lay in all of his naked glory on the bed, enjoying the way the man’s eyes greedily scoured his bare body. He knew Doug hadn’t stopped watching him from the moment the man spotted him beating off in the hall—anymore than Paige had been able to take his eyes off his dad.

Doug couldn’t believe how much he enjoyed being nude with his son. Having both of them stripped of their clothing lent the parent a sense of freedom he hadn’t enjoyed inside his home in years; just as spontaneously working out a hot cum load in front of each other had knitted their affections closer together. But more than that, it ignited a hunger for the young man’s cock he hadn’t known existed.

Doug was awed by the raw animal magnetism of Paige’s bantam physique and his juvenile good looks. The boy’s flowering manhood was only augmented by being in the raw after climaxing -his face was flushed and his lean muscles gleamed beneath a sheen of sweat. For Doug, it was like looking into a mirror at himself twenty years ago, right down to the compact spheres of the kid’s tempting rear and the thin patch of pubes triangled above Paige’s ample dick. Recalling the circle jerks from his youth and the countless blow jobs he had given to his beat-off buddies, Doug wondered if the similarity between his son and himself went beyond their physical appearance.

Paige started to extend a tissue to his father’s tummy but recoiled when Doug suddenly reached out and grabbed the teenager’s wrist. At first the boy thought he had advanced a liberty beyond what his dad thought two bare-assed males should share after shooting their wads, until Doug spoke.

”I never wipe up my cum when I jack off. Rather than waste good jisz, I like to smear it into my flesh.”

Regaining his composure, the teenager discarded the tissue and asked, “Do you jack off a lot, Dad?”

“Often enough. How about you, Paige? Do you milk much nut cream from your big dick?”

The boy lowered his eyes and nodded. “Sometimes four or five times a day.”

“You’re just like your old man, Paige. Sometimes I feel like I could play with myself all night and still have enough cum left in my balls to jack off a big load in the morning. You have a beautiful body, son; and a handsome hang of meat.”

Paige took advantage of the opportunity to openly study his father’s naked frame from head to toe, zeroing in on the man’s mouth-watering genitals. “So do you, Dad. You’re fucking perfect!” His eyes went to where his father’s semen was pooling in the concave of the man’s navel. “Do you want me to rub your cum in for you?” Oiling his dad’s body with spent spunk was something the boy had never thought of doing to himself, and getting a chance to smear all of that juicy ball sap all over his dad’s well- defined torso was just too intriguing to pass up.