Dad is a Body Builder Ch. 05

"So you like fucking me, Dad? Please tell me that you like fucking me."

"Yes son, I do like fucking you. You've so warm inside. My cock feels wrapped in softness in there."

As their bodies continued to drive together with a slapping sound, Mark's ass locked into Doug's groin like two wild animals locked together.

Mark's legs spread wild and he leaned forward, bracing himself with his hands on the floor, his fingers spread. Doug grasped ahold of his son's hips pulling them upward as he drove down into the younger man.

"Oh Daddy," Mark cried aloud, "your cock is so good back there. I feel you ramming me deep, more than anything I've ever felt."

"Yes son, yes," called out Doug, "your man pussy is so loose now; give that cunt of yours to me son."

Doug slammed again and again into his boy. Both of the men's balls were swinging back and forward from their motion. The older man slapped his son's rear hard as he rode him. The sounds of slapping against flesh filled the room. The skin of Mark's butt cheeks reddened with each slap from his father.

Bracing himself on the tile floor, Mark screamed with each thrust from his father. "Oh Dad, Daddy, fuck me. I love you so much."

Pushing himself to the brink of a climax by their rigorous fucking, Doug cried "I can't go much further; I'm going to fill you with cum." His thrusting grew harder. Doug was banging on Mark's ass oblivious to his son's struggle to stay up without slipping to the floor.

The father clutched his son's rear, his fingers clawing deeply into the flesh.

"Here it comes son, take comes your daddy's cum. Ahhhh.." he cried aloud as his neck lifted back making his body arch. "My God," he continued to cry with his jolt of man milk exploding through his throbbing bone. "Oh my god, son, take it."

When the explosions finally stopped in his rod, Doug remained pressed to his son's ass, their flesh pasted together with sweat.

Mark slipped forward away from his father's grasp until he was slumped face first on the cold floor. His back heaved while he continued gasping for air. He was unaware that his own man juice had spewed over the floor beneath him.

Standing above his son sprawled below him on the floor, Doug struggled to control his breathing while looking down his own body at his still swollen cock. Slowly he leaned forward to reach for his son's hand while saying, "It's all over now son; get up, we both need to shower."