Five O'Clock Shadow [Gay Romance]

Part 23

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When Ghrooll felt his son's hand massage his asscheek, he felt a fire ignite within him. It wasn't lust, it was something else, something better than lust. As he was grabbed and pulled by his massive, low hanging nuts, he felt Zargar's lips kiss his, roughly, as he was forced to open his mouth, and welcome Zargar's tongue. He melted by his boy's actions, and moaned softly. When his son pulled away from the kiss, he blushed more than before, and gulped down a knot in his throat. 'Ghrooll.. Ghrooll love son..' he said softly, looking away embarrassed, but he was stopped by Zargar's hand gently touching his cheek.

The half bigfoot didn't really expect his father to say that, after what had just happened, hell, he was ready to say yes to him if he begged him for sex. 'Dad, relax, okay? I love you too, more than just a father. And Ore knows.' he began explaining. 'Just wait until we are a bit closer to Lykismos, okay? I don't want to worry Ore if we are late.' he added, to which his father nodded softly, understanding the need to hurry. That made Zargar smile, and pat his chest. 'As for your raging hard-on, we will deal with it when we stop to rest, okay? You have nothing to worry about dad.' he added, before taking his father's hand in his, and kissing the inside of his palm.

As the clouds were closing in around the general area of the national park, the father and son duo were hiking along the route Zargar believed to be the general way to Lykismos. He had his phone with him, in case he needed to check how far along they were, but the battery was limited, so he had it turned off. "Not that I would have reception so deep in the woods." he thought to himself, as he was walking with his father deeper into the park. When the sun began to slowly move down to the horizon, the bigfoot duo was being followed by a massive bear. Ghrooll had stopped to lean down and ruffle its fur, while his son rested against a tree.

Deciding that they had already walked a lot, Ghrooll went to look for a cave, or a big tree canopy, as the clouds began to threaten them with rain. A few small droplets had fallen by the time the big man was back with his son. 'Come. Ghrooll find small cave.' he said to his boy, who stood up, and stretched his long frame. Ghrooll's eyes lingered to the exposed gut, and bulge his son sported, until he realized he was getting very aroused once again. Forcing himself to look away, he guided the smaller man to the cave he had found. It was a few ways away from where they were, and indeed it was small.

Zargar got on his knees, after his father, and got in the cave. It wasn't the most comfortable situation to be in, but at least they'd be safe and dry during the night, as the cave had an upwards incline from the entrance. Despite not being able to stand up inside the cave, they could be seated, or in their case, cuddled. The moment Zargar sat down and had his back against the cave wall, his father pulled him closer, not that he complained. The half bigfoot leaned into his father's embrace, laying his head on the beast man's massive left pectoral, and listened to his heart beat for a while.

The beast man gently massaged his son's back over his shirt, nuzzling his head with his chin. He understood that his son was on edge all day, given everything he and Ore had to do to prepare. That's why, despite his rock hard cock and lust, he did nothing to sate himself. Feeling his son's warmth, smelling his natural scent, helped him relax a bit, and rest. It was about an hour or so later when Ghrooll felt his son's hand gently squeeze his base. He let out a hiss, and a low groan, as he looked down at his boy. 'Zargar no need help Ghrooll. Ghrooll can play later.' he said softly, as his right hand softly engulfed his son's.

The half bigfoot had been resting for an hour, before he decided it was time to keep his word, and help out his father. Despite his father's objection, he kept his hand there, and slowly began to run it up and down that gigantic shaft. With a quick guess, Zargar could assume his father was twenty inches long, a bit more than four times the average human size, and many times in girth. It was an utter beast of a member, and it was honestly so satisfying to squeeze and massage. Its juices, Ghrooll's thick precum, was running down the shaft of his cock in thick globules, aiding in the massaging. 'Just relax.. Let it all go, and rest..' Zargar whispered, teasing his father a bit more.