This story, and the others I write are true. Names have been changed. These are current stories (stories that have happened in the last 3 years).
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I want to take a minute of your time here and explain my relationship with Justin, whom I call my Step-Son. Justin started staying with me after he had a big falling out with both his mom and dad, who live in a larger city about an hour away. Justin kept running away from home and was getting into selling illegal stuff on the streets. We were always best friends his whole life. Justin accepts people for who they are and didn't care if I was gay, straight, or anything. He's a cool kid. After being arrested he found himself in juvenile court and I was the only one there for him. I cared, and still care for his well-being.
The judge called his name and I stood up and walked to the bench beside Justin. The judge asked me who I was and wanted to know where I was from and surprisingly asked if I had the means to support Justin. I did and told the judge that I would be fine if Justin stayed with me, at least until he got his high-school diploma. The judge did not give me parental rights but he suggested that Justin stay with me, and I agreed.
That began a new chapter in my life, and I suppose, Justin's life too. Justin is gorgeous, I mean olive skin, long, shoulder-length dark black hair, about 5'7", skinny, nicely muscled, and a big beautiful smile. It was his looks first, then his awesome personality that drew people to him. Within a week of moving in he made a great friend in Christopher playing basketball on the county bb courts.
The first time I met Christopher I got home from work and noticed that Justin was fishing at the pond I have on the property. I noticed from a distance that Justin was with a very cute boy. I immediately walked down to meet his new friend. Taller than me, a huge afro, dark-skin, Christopher was a beauty. Our eyes met for an instant and I immediately started getting that tingly-feeling in my crotch. We BS'ed, like are you in the same school as Justin, what do your parents do, etc, etc. I liked the ease of being able to talk with Christopher and Justin about anything and, over time, a relationship grew between the three of us. Christopher knew how much I cared for Justin and would "have his back" in any situation Justin got into.
They both knew I was gay, and thay was not an issue at all. We had lots of fun together playing pool, sitting around the fire pit on cold nights, watching The Walking Dead, and just hanging out.
Christopher knew I watched him, wanted him, and I think he wanted me too. Was that the whishful old man thinking this, or was it for real? I mean I'm twice their age. I didn't feel older when we were together.
I think it was the first time that Christopher really found out I wanted to get with him was when we were sitting by the fire one night and we sat across from one another. He caught me staring at his crotch. I saw him staring at me when my eyes moved up to his.
"I know what you're doing." Chris said.
I responded, "What? Wha'cha talking about Willis?" and smiled.
Justing was inside getting some drinks.
Chris said "You tryin to look at my dick aint cha?" and lowered his basketball shorts to show me his beautiful, long, black cock. Then let the elastic snap shot on the shorts.
"Hell yeah." I said.
"I've been wanting to see that for a while now. How did you know?"
Chris: "I been watching you, and it's all good. Maybe we can do something 'bout it sometime."
So, this was the first Chris and I had talked about me wanting him, but nothing happened for quite a while.
The first time Christopher and I messed around for the first time at this very fire pit a few weeks later. (That's in part 1)
The second time I sucked Christopher we were caught by Justin in the game room just putting our clothes on after an amazing cock-swallowing session Christopher and I had.
We heard the front door close. Justin was home. We both jumped off the pool table and quickly started to dress when Justin came into the room. Chris and I, both half-dressed looked at each other, then to Justin.
"Ummm, hey Justin". Chris said.
"Ahh, hey guys, and what's going on around here?"
"I'll be honest." I replied. I just gave Chris a great blow. It's all good."
Justin: "Yeah, I bet it was with how sweaty you both are. Did you do it on the pool table?"
Me: "Yeah, but we didn't cum on it."
Chris: "Yeah, he swallowed everything, I mean everthing"." As he gave a little laugh.
"Well, okay. Now that you two had your fun, I'm going to take a shower, and think you two need one too, so I'll see you both back here in 15 and I'm gunna kick both your asses in eight ball tonight."
I was relieved that he didn't mind me pleasing his best friend, it really was a releif. I supposed he could have just exploded with anger, but he just wanted to play pool with his friends. That's it. Like I said, I was releived and happy he obviously didn't mind if we did it again (and hopefully again and again).
They headed off to Justin's room to take their showers, and It was pretty late and being I needed to work early the next day I decided to head to bed. I went down to tell them I was calling it a night. The door to their bedroom was slightly ajar and I could hear them in the shower. They were showering together.
"hummm", I thought. "This could be interesting."
At that point I heard several ass-smacks coming from the shower.
I knew that they messed around a little bit as I heard from both of them, but I thought it was just sucking each other off. But this sounded a little more than messing around. I heard them in the shower and couldn't help myself to enter the room and sneak up to the shower to see what was happening.
Christopher was bent over in front of Justin and Justin planted another big smack on his ass and told him to bend over more.
"Get down lower, I can't get it in." Justin said.
I could see through the shower curtain and that's just what Chris did, bend over low and bent his knees slightly, saying:
"Take it easy this time dude, not like last time."
"Whatever." Justin said as he started to punch his thick cock into Christopher.
Chris: "Ahhh, fuck dude, easy."
Justin: "You gunna get it good tonight". As he kept on pushing into Christopher's asshole. Hot water and soap covered their bodies, trickled down Christopher's back and over his bubble-but cheeks on Justin's cock.
I could see Chris moved forward a little and Justin grabbed his waist and pulled him hard onto his now rock-hard cock.
"Damn, fucker." Chris yelled.
But he wasn't moving forward more, rather he was pushing back on Justin's big cock. It must have been feeling better to Chris, he was really getting into being fucked hard. (I kept this in mind for my chance later on).
My room was on the second floor, so I'm sure they had no idea I was there and couldn't hear them. I think they actually left the door to their room open a little so I could watch.
"Damn, how can I be so hard again after cumming like I did an hour ago" I thought to myself.
I could hear and see how they fucked fast then slow then fast again. Christopher was very vocal with each of Justin's thrusts, but he seemed to love every second, every thrust.
When Justin looked like he was about to shoot. It was time for me to go as I didn't want them to think I was a creep (which I am) and started to leave the room. I closed the door and went upstairs. I would have stayed, but I didn't want them to feel weird about me being there, and I wanted their relationship to grow.
I texted Justin and Christopher both that I was tired and going to bed.
"g'night off 2 bed. ttyl boys." I wrote. "save the ass kick for tm".
So, Christoper and Justin were fucking. Wow. They were fuck buddies. And, best yet, they both live with me, in my house. I couldn't sleep for a bit thinking about Christophers cock, and how good he was at being fucked by Justin.
"Yeah." I thought. "This is going to get good around here".
I jacked off, came quickly, and went to sleep.
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