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Blake Steele patrolled the halls of St.John's High School as classes changed. At 55 years old, he still carried the powerful build that his regular workouts at the Police Gymnasium afforded him. He was 6 feet tall, weighed 170 pounds, had white hair and a white mustache, and had classic, masculine features that most people found very attractive. His eyes were a steel blue color, his jaw was square and clefted. He looked like a mature stud. His pecs molded his uniform shirt; his crotch Showed an impressive bulge, barely masking his uncut penis and full scrotum. His dark blue uniform was offset by the shiny silver shield he proudly wore on his chest, a reminder of the years he had been on the Police Force of his city. His black leather utility belt hugged his 34 inch waist. His shiny black leather boots completed the uniform. Blake had retired from the Police Force after twenty years on the job, and had taken part-time security work to keep active. He had been at St. John's for twelve years, and was well-known and respected by the faculty and the students of the school. He had become somewhat of an icon at the school, the Captain of the small security patrol, and the faculty had full confidence in his handling of any problems. He liked his job. Blake pushed open the door of the men's room and went in to take a piss. The place was crowded at class-change; the only urinal open was between Carl Hart, the Track Coach, and his grandson, Jason, a senior on the swim team. He moved into the empty space and grinned at his grandson. "Got room for one more, men,?", he asked. He turned to smile at Carl, "Hey, Carl, how's it going, buddy?", then looked down to pull out his cock to pee. He found his zipper and looked back up at the coach. Jason smiled back at his rugged, handsome grandfather, proud of the way he looked in his uniform. "Hi, Blake", Jason said. He didn't call him "Grampa" at school. It was one of the rules of their family. Jason's gaze moved down to Blake's crotch. Blake was looking at Carl, the track coach, while he unzipped his fly and fished inside his boxer briefs to pull his cock out; he didn't notice Jason looking at his crotch, stealing a look at his penis. Blake exposed his prick to Jason's gaze. It was about four inches long And fully capped by his foreskin. Blake pulled the skin back enough To clear the slit of his cock-head and began to piss, a hot, heavy stream. "Ahh", he sighed. He looked over at his grandson for a moment, noticing where Jason's eyes were looking. He smiled to himself and looked down at his grandson's penis, and noticed that Jason's cock lengthened a bit and his cock-head pushed a bit out of his foreskin as he looked at his grandfather's dick. He wondered how Jason's cock might taste. He looked back at Carl, and then looked down at Carl's prick. Carl wasn't cut, surprising for a man as young as he was. His cock was a good 5 incher. Carl looked up at Blake and said, "Things are going good, Blake. Your grandson, Jake is ready for next week's meet. I think he'll do real good in the relays." Carl pulled his foreskin back a bit, exposing more of his prick-head to the air, releasing his warm, musky odor. That aroma always got Blake worked up a bit, and his penis swelled a little in reaction. Carl had glanced down at Blake's dick while they talked, noticing The change. Jason and the others in the men's room finished peeing and left to get to classes, leaving Carl and Blake alone in the john. "Jake's a good kid and I'm proud of him." said Blake. "You've helped him a lot and he's real fond of you, Carl." he said. "He's gotten a lot of encouragement from you, his Dad, and his brother, too. You should be proud of him," Carl responded. "Thanks, Carl," Blake said. "I appreciate your interest". Blake pulled his foreskin back a bit more and smelled his own aroma. Carl looked back down at Blake's lengthening penis at the urinal next to his and watched as Blake held his cock as the urine subsided. His own prick stirred as he watched, the head sliding further out of it's sheath of skin. Carl didn't really think he could be getting aroused by the sight of another man's cock; he was not a "faggot", yet as he watched the guard's penis growing, it's foreskin retracting, he wanted to touch it, to feel the slippery skin sliding on the shaft of it, to smell more of the man-smell of another uncircumcised man. Carl began getting a real boner. Blake saw Carl's stiffening prick and smelled the musky scent of their combined cock-heads and decided then and there to take charge of this situation. Leaving his cock hanging out of his fly, half-hard and starting to leak pre-cum, he walked over to the door of the men's room and locked it. He walked back to the urinals, and stood facing the track coach. Carl stared at the hunky guard's now fully-erect penis, it's foreskin retracted from the musky, helmet-like glans that leaked a long strand of clear pre-cum. The coach's dick responded to the sight by stiffening to full hardness. He was mesmerized by Blake's erection. Blake looked at Carl's hard, pulsing dick. "Well, son, it looks like you and I are going to have to do something about this situation. Uncut cocks like ours are a rarity these days, and men like us need one another to help out on occasion. I think this is one of those times.", Blake said. The smell of their musky smegma filled the room, making their cocks throb. The coach turned to face the handsome security guard, then reached out to grasp Blake's stiff prick. He slid Blake's loose skin up and down the hard shaft of the guard's erection, not believing what he was doing. "God, that feels so good, Carl. Keep it up, buddy." Blake murmured. Carl pumped Blake's cock lightly, causing his foreskin to cover and uncover his swollen glans. It glistened from the pre-cum, lubricating his stiff penis, and beginning to cover the coach's fist. Coach's hand was slimy with Blake's lube. Blake reached down to take Carl's cock into his hand. Carl's knees gave way slightly as the guard grasped his leaking, throbbing phallus. He gasped at the touch. This couldn't be happening. This man was old enough to be his father. He was stroking that "old" man's prick. That "old man" had a hard-on that was even bigger than his 7 inches. Blake's foreskin was sliding back and forth in his hand, and the feeling was unbelievable. Blake stroked Carl's penis slowly, feeling powerful over the inexperienced coach. He jacked Carl off, letting his strokes move Carl's foreskin over his swollen glans. Carl's cock kept leaking lube as he felt Blake's hand jack him off. "Yeah, keep it up, Carl, stroke my dick, buddy," Blake murmured. He kept on stroking Carl's stiff prick, wanting to give him all the pleasure he could. He was sure this was Carl's first time with another man, and wanted to make sure the coach enjoyed it. Carl moved closer to Blake, reaching out to grasp Blake's massive pecs, while he stroked Blake's cock. Blake stroked back. Carl's hand jacked the guard's cock it's full length, sliding Blake's foreskin smoothly over the length of his stiff prick. Carl was giving a great hand job. But, Blake knew, Carl was vulnerable and scared, so he knelt down on one knee, then put his lips to the tip of Carl's leaking cock-head. He tasted pre-cum, smelled the strong, cheesy smegma of the coach's penis, then swallowed the full length of Coach's cock, right down to his pubic hair, in one gulp. "God, Blake, no one's ever done that for me before," Carl gasped. "Ohh, more." Blake licked Carl's dick-head clean, swallowing pre-cum and smegma, greedy to get all of it. He licked and sucked the coach's stiff penis for a full minute, making Carl weak in the knees, bringing him near to coming. Then he stood up. "Your turn, buddy.", he said. " Suck on my cock now. I won't tell if you don't, Coach." Carl wanted to despite himself. Kneeling down in front of the hunky guard, he put his nose against the man-meat, smelling his man-smell. Then he opened his mouth to suck a cock for the first time in his life. He had to. He couldn't help himself. He lost himself in the moment and the sex. He sucked Blake like a pro. It only took a few minutes to bring Blake to a heavy orgasm. He felt Blake's hot bolts of come spurt into his mouth and throat as his foreskin slid back and forth, while he sucked the guard's cock. He swallowed all of Blake's semen. He felt Blake's penis go soft in his mouth as Blake's foreskin rolled back over the head of his dick, covering it completely. He let it go out of his mouth, and then stood up, dazed. "My turn again, Carl," Blake said, as he knelt down in front of the coach. Blake sucked Carl's throbbing dick into his throat and began to suck on his cock, massaging his penis to a volcanic eruption. Carl's cock was wrapped in a hot, pulsating hold, grasping his manhood like never before, urging him to a climax that burst from his pulsing prick into the hot cop's silky throat, blasting his semen from his penis like it would never stop. He shot come down Blake's gullet again and again. Blake swallowed all of Carl's hot load. Both men panting from the sex, Blake stood up and said, "This is just between you and me, right, Coach?" Carl nodded, hardly able to to reply. He said, "Yeah, O.K., Cap'n. Just between you and me. That was great! Next time will be even better, I'll bet," Coach sighed. "I'd bet you're right, buddy.", Blake replied. "We'll talk about it later, if you want." Carl nodded. "Yeah, I'd like to do that, Blake. I'd like to get to know you a lot better, if you'd like, " he said. "Definitely!", Blake said. Coach grinned. Then Blake said, "Call me, the number's in the Faculty list." Blake put his hand on the Coach's shoulder, squeezed it, and smiled. Then he turned and left the men's room. Carl left the men's room a minute or so later. He couldn't believe what had happened. He finally decided that he had enjoyed what had happened and wouldn't mind if it happened again, if possible. It was the end of seventh hour; he heard the bell ring. The day was over, so he decided to get a shower before going home. He went to the empty shower room and lathered up his muscular body, reliving in his mind the feel of the hunky guard's lips on his cock; he began to get a hard-on again. The skin on his uncut dick slid back and forth over the sensitive head, coaxing another load of cum out that shot against the wall of the shower. Carl hadn't had sex as good as today in a long time. His wife wasn't really interested anymore. The coach sighed, dried off, got dressed, and went home. He saw a glimpse of Blake as he drove out of the parking lot. They waved and grinned at each other. He would definitely have Blake's cock down his throat again, he decided. No matter what it would take. He had his number. II. NICK--BLAKE'S SON Nick Steele, Jason and Jake's Father, was a 38 year old Cop, the Sargent of the Day-Watch. His duty day had ended at the 3:00 p.m. shift change. He got home at 4:00, just before Jason and Jake did. He was a great father and had raised his sons well since their mother had died five years ago. He was 6 feet, 2 inches tall, solidly built, and handsome in the same way his father was. He and his father worked out in the same Gym, sometimes together, and people sometimes thought they were brothers, instead of Father and Son. They enjoyed the admiration they attracted and sometimes they joked about it. Blake and Nick had enjoyed sex with each other for many, many years, and they treasured the experience more than anyone could imagine. Nick's father, Blake, was the most masculine man that he could imagine. Blake thought that his son, Nick, was the greatest man that existed. They were in love, completely in love, with each other, and their lovemaking was beyond compare. Nick couldn't imagine that any man could ever be greater than his father, Blake. Their incestuous secret was jealously guarded by the two men. Jason and Jake Steele arrived home just as Nick was finishing his after-work beer. Nick had kicked off his boots, but had not removed any of his cop uniform, except his gun belt and tie. He was stretched out in his lounge chair, looking happy and relaxed, the bulge of his crotch showing prominently at the joint of the legs of his tan uniform pants. Nick got up to greet his sons, hugging both of them at the same time. "I'm glad you guys got home at the same time. "We've got to get a move on so we can pick up your grandfather for our fishing trip this weekend.", he reminded his sons. "Jason, you call for Pizza for dinner while I get a shower, and Jake, you get the tent and fishing gear into the van, okay?" "OK, Dad", was the reply from Jake. Jake went out to the garage for the gear, while Jason followed his Dad into his Dad's bedroom to use the phone there. "How's about a large Supreme for the three of us, Dad," asked Jason, "Do you think that'll be enough ?" "Should be, Jase," said Nick, as he began to strip out of his tan uniform shirt, showing a large patch of fine, black hair on his chest. Nick's face was ruggedly handsome, offset by the black moustache that emphasized his masculine, manly features. Nick unzipped his uniform pants and pushed them down to reveal his full crotch to his son's gaze. He sat down as he undressed, the fly of the tight boxer shorts that he wore under his uniform expanding to reveal his uncut penis. It pushed it's way out of his Dad's crotch, showing the wrinkled knob of skin that topped his father's penis. Jason didn't get a chance to see his Dad naked very often so far in his life, so he watched his Dad as he made the phone call for the pizza. Nick stood up and pushed his underwear down, kicking himself free of them, displaying his nude body. Jason looked at Dad's cock and balls, nestled in the mat of dark pubic hair. He was a really good-looking man. Nick walked into the bathroom and lifted the lid of the toilet to pee. Jason watched as Nick pulled back the foreskin of his cock so that the urine could flow freely, but he didn't get it back far enough, and his urine sprayed a lot before he could get it pulled back to where it wouldn't spray. "Shit", he muttered. "Jason, bring me a cloth to clean up this stool. All the towels are gone out of here." "OK, Dad." yelled Jason. Jason had finished the call, so he went to the linen closet to grab some towels and wash clothes for his Dad. He went into Dad's bathroom. Nick was letting the last of his urine drip slowly from his dick. Jason walked over to the toilet with the rag. "I'll clean it off, Dad", he offered, as he moved next to his father, and ran the rag around the rim of the stool. Jason's face was level with his father's prick, and he gazed in admiration at Nick's penis. Nick's heavily veined cock was at Jason's eye level. Jason gazed with admiration at his Dad's penis. "Dad, will my dick ever get as big as yours when I grow up?", he asked . Nick knew that all young men worried about that, but this was the first time that Jason had ever asked about it. "Well, it probably will, son. Your grand-dad has about the same size cock that I do, and your dick will probably be about the same size as ours. Do you think that's O.K., Jason? How big is it now, son? Let me see." Nick said. "I haven't seen your cock since you were about 13. Has it gotten bigger since then, son?" "Well, yeah, Dad, it has. Real big. Look, Dad." Jason began to unbutton his jeans, opening his fly to his Dad's gaze, pulling his penis out to show it to his father. "It's not as big as yours, not as big as Jake's, either.", he said. Jason's penis was smaller than his Dad's, but not by a lot. Jason just didn't think he was developing fast enough. Nick remembered What it was like when he was a kid, so he could identify. Jason's soft, uncut penis was about three inches long, the foreskin covering most of his glans. Nick could see the slit in his cock-head. It had a small drop of pre-come oozing out. His son pulled out his ball-sack to show them to his Dad. Jason's testicles were walnut-sized, his genitals were surrounded by a black thatch of pubic hair. He was a well- developed, good-looking kid, Nick thought. Nick reached out to grasp his youngest son's penis, his fingers grasping it just back of Jason's glans. He squeezed the cock gently, then slid the skin slightly back, revealing more of Jason's glans. The drop of pre-come got bigger, beginning to flow down onto Jason's foreskin. His cock began to swell in his Dad's hand, starting to get hard. "Jason, it looks to me like you're developing just fine. Don't worry about it, son. You'll soon be as big as all of the men in Our family.", Nick said. "You don't have any trouble sliding your Skin back off your cock-head, do you?", he asked, lightly pulling his son's foreskin back. It slipped back easily, exposing Jason's shiny glans to his gaze. "No, Dad. It's real loose, but I don't always get it all cleaned off.", his son replied. Jason's cock continued to erect in his Dad's grasp, finally exposing a small amount of musky smegma at the base of the glistening glans. The aroma filled Nick's nostrils and he could feel his own prick beginning to stiffen in reaction to the heady smell. He began to lightly jack his son's stiffening penis in his hand, making more pre-cum ooze out of the slit. 'Yeah, son, I know. I don't always get my prick clean, either. But I kinda like the smell of it, don't you?" Nick said. "Yeah, Dad, kinda'.", Jason said. "I didn't know you liked the smell of it, too. I've tasted it, too, a few times. I like that, too". Jason stared at his Dad's uncut cock, watching it as it slowly lengthened, stretching out to expose the pink, wet head, pulling back to uncover the buildup of smegma that the hunky cop had not cleaned off for some days. The smell of it came to Jason's nose, making him want to get closer to it. His cock stiffened even more in his Dad's hand. 'Can I ... can I touch your dick, Dad? Can I touch it, please?", Jason whispered. The beer and the man-smell were just enough to make Nick agree. Besides, his son's hardening cock in his hand showed that Jason was enjoying this experience. "Well, sure, son. Go ahead. Get as close as you want.", Nick replied. Jason's hand quivered as he reached out to grasp his father's stiffening penis. A small bead of urine still clung to the slit of his cock-head. He squeezed his Dad's penis lightly, then slowly slid the skin back and forth, covering and uncovering the shiny, wet glans. The smell of the smegma on his father's cock was strong. The heavy aroma of his uncut prick was wonderful. Jason leaned forward to smell it, then pulled up the skin to cover Nick's glans. The skin-covered cock-head was beginning to swell up from Jason's touches. Jason reached down with his other hand and took his Dad's scrotum into his grasp, lightly fondling the huge nuts of his father. Nick sighed as his son squeezed his testicles, his prick hardening even more. He lightly masturbated his son's now fully erect cock, sliding the skin over the sensitive, shiny, head. Jason pulled his Dad's foreskin back off of his swollen glans, exposing the shiny knob with it's buildup of cheese. Jason couldn't believe how lucky he was, getting to hold his own Dad's big dick. Nick's cock began to ooze pre-come, the hot, clear fluid flowing from his urethra. His prick began to throb in his son's hand, pulsing as Jason squeezed it lightly. The mixture of urine, lube, and ssmegm made his Dad's cock-head glisten. The slick fluids coated his Dad's stiff prick, pulsating in his grasp. Jason held on to his father's cock and balls as he went down on his knees, pulling his own prick from his Dad's grasp. He looked at his Dad's genitals, now huge in front of his face. He pulled up on his father's cock, covering the swollen glans with foreskin. Then he leaned forward and took his Dad's stiff penis into his mouth, swallowing Dad's cock clear to the pubic hair in one slow, sensual gulp. His hand slowly pulled Nick's foreskin back off his glans, so that he could get the mixture of smegma, lube and urine that coated his Dad's cock-head. The taste of his father's penis was wonderful. He sucked the sensitive head of Dad's prick, sucking up all of his warm, sticky smegma. Nick gasped as he felt his son's tongue lick up his man-juices, his throbbing hard-on buried in his son's mouth. The musky flavor of Dad's smegma filled Jason's mouth. This Was the best thing that had ever happened in his life, he thought. "Wow. I've got Dad's dick in my mouth. I'm sucking my Dad's cock." Jason had wanted this to happen for years, since he was about thirteen. He had tried to see his father naked whenever he could, but it hadn't happened too often. Now his Dad was not only naked, but his big dick was in his mouth. "Wow", he thought again, "I'm sucking Dad's cock." "Oh, God, Jason," his father murmured. He hadn't planned on this happening. He hadn't planned on getting a blow-job from his own son. Nick was surprised, not knowing whether he should let Jason continue doing what was making him feel so good. Nick moaned with a guilty pleasure at the feel of his son's soft lips and tongue on his cock. Jason was a horny teenager. He didn't want to stop doing this for his Dad. He wanted to keep his father's cock in his mouth, to suck on the hard shaft of it, to feel it quiver and pulsate as he moved his head up and down on Dad's prick. Jason squeezed his Dad's ball-sack as he sucked on his cock. Nick let it happen; he was horny, too, and now close to an orgasm. He felt it nearing as his son licked and sucked on his cock-head. Suddenly, he shot his hot semen into Jason's mouth, four quick bolts of come into his son's mouth, followed by two more spurts of his hot, thick, creamy sperm. His penis pulsated wildly. Jason sucked down his father's load. The semen filled his mouth as he swallowed his Dad's ejaculations. The musky flavor of it was like warm, rich cream. He took the bolts of his father's sperm into his mouth, sucking up his Dad's thick, hot cum. The taste of his father's semen made Jason's cock pulsate, throbbing as it leaked hot pre-come, exposed from the fly of his button-fly Levi's. The lube streamed out of the slit of his uncut dick. Nick looked down at Jason as he gently pulled his cock from His son's mouth. He pulled him up to his chest and hugged him. He felt the stiff thrust of his son's erection at his groin, and reached down to grasp his son's hard-on. Jason gasped as he felt his Dad's hand clasp his stiff penis, sliding his foreskin back and forth over his swollen, dripping, glistening glans. Nick sat down on the stool, his face at Jason's crotch. He leaned forward to nuzzle his son's dripping cock, smelling his son's cheesy hard-on, then he licked the pre-come from the slit exposed by the partially retracted foreskin. Nick opened his mouth and took Jason's cock in. He savored the taste of the smegma from Jason's cock-rim. He teased the dick-head with his tongue. He sucked the full length of his son's cock deep into his throat and pumped on it, quickly bringing Jason to a full orgasm. With a surpressed moan, Jason shot his semen into his Dad's mouth, filling Nick's gullet with hot sperm. Nick greedily swallowed all of His youngest son's cum. He sucked his son dry. Nick stood up and hugged Jason. "It's O.K. , Jase. ", his Dad said, as he let Jason's cock slip from his lips. "I didn't know This was going to happen, son. You didn't either. We'll talk it over Later if you want to, OK?." "Yeah, Dad." Jason replied, as his father Got up and went into the shower, his uncut cock dangling at his crotch. Jason got himself back into his Levi's as Dad showered. Jake was still putting the camping gear into the van, so Jason went out to help him. III. Interlude. Nick had just gotten out of the shower and was toweling off when the doorbell rang. It was the pizza delivery guy. Nick wrapped the towel around his waist to answer the door. He opened it and told the guy to bring it into the kitchen while he got money to pay for it. Nick's towel gapped just enough in front to expose his skin-covered prick to the pizza man's view. The kid stared at Nick's cock as he explained that he would have to write a check for the pizza, since he didn't have enough cash to pay for it. The kid nodded o. k., and Nick began to fill out the check. He moved so that the towel would expose more of his cock to the guy's view. The guy's dick began to get hard as he stared at Nick's penis, the bulge in his pants becoming more prominent as Nick wrote out the check. He finished writing the check and walked toward the kid to give it to him, then stumbling over his own feet on purpose, grabbing the pizza guy by the shoulders to steady himself, causing his towel to fall off. "Sorry. Clumsy of me," Nick lied, standing naked, holding on to the young man who was staring at his uncut cock, his own dick bulging out the front of his pants. Nick let go of the kid's shoulders. The boy reached out to grasp Nick's soft cock, sliding the skin along it's shaft. Nick let him hold it for a moment, then reached to unzip the boy's jeans. He pulled out a long, circumcised prick that was leaking pre-come. The guy was so hot that he shot his load off almost immediately Into Nick's hand. Nick wiped the semen onto the towel from the floor. "The hand job was a tip," he grinned, and showed the kid to the door. Then he went to get dressed. IV. Family Time Nick dressed quickly in Levi's 501's and a snug, white T-shirt, Then called to his sons. "Pizza's here guys. Come on, it's getting cold." The boys had just finished loading the van with the camping gear, And were ready for the food. They were eager to get started on the Weekend outing with their father and grand-dad. Nick called his father to see if he was ready to get on the road. Blake answered the phone and told him he had bought food and beer for the trip, and was ready to go. They drove over to Blake's house to pick him up. He was dressed identically to his son, his hunky body filled out his T-shirt and tight fitting Levi's. They got there by six o'clock, and the four were on the road to their favorite camping spot at Whitewater river, a little over an hour and a half away. They arrived about Eight o'clock and began setting up the camp. They finished about nine-thirty, then broke out the cold beer that Blake had brought. They sat around the camp-fire, enjoying the cold brews and each other's company. They laughed and joked with each other. The four men were a happy family. Jason was halfway through his third beer before he got sleepy and somewhat too drunk to stay awake any longer, so he went into the tent and fell asleep on top of one of the sleeping bags. Jake, Nick, and Blake each drank three more beers, and talked for a couple of hours more, 'till they all got too tired to stay up much longer. Jake went into the tent and laid down next to Jason, and was soon asleep. Nick and Blake were setting close to one another by the campfire. Blake had his arm around his son's shoulders. They were both relaxed and happy. Blake looked into his son's eyes, then leaned to kiss him. Nick responded to his father's kiss, opening his lips to receive his Dad's tongue. He sucked lightly on the probing organ, then placed his hand onto his father's warm, full crotch. Blake ended the kiss, and sighed As Nick groped his stiffening cock in his bulging Levi's. He could see that his son was beginning to get a hard-on, too, so he reached to unbutton the fly of his son's jeans. He put his fingers into the gaping fly and pulled Nick's hardening prick out. He began to lightly stroke the skin back and forth, covering and uncovering the shiny, wet cock-head of his son's erect penis. Nick began to unbutton Blake's fly, eager to get his Dad's cock into his hand. He pulled the skin-covered penis out of Blake's jeans, holding the throbbing member in his grasp. He felt it pulse gently as he held it, then pulled back the skin to uncover the glistening helmet-like glans of his Dad's dick. They lightly jacked each other off for a short time, then Blake leaned down and put his face into Nick's crotch. He opened his mouth and took his son's prick into it, sucking on the swollen glans of his penis. Nick sighed as he felt his Dad's warm mouth engulf his rigid cock. His father had always given the best blow-jobs he had ever gotten. He let his Dad take over, and laid back to just feel what was happening, letting go of his father's pulsing cock. Blake reclined next to his son, his head in Nick's crotch, sucking him off. Blake took hold of his own rigid prick, lightly jacking himself off. "Dad, that feels so good. Suck it, suck my cock.