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Leave it to Beaver Stories
Part 3: Mr. Haskell's Invitation
A few days after Ward had injected his hot cream up his sons' butts he received a call at work from Mr. Haskell, Eddie's father.
"Hello, George, how are you? It's been awhile."
"Hello, Ward. Yes, too long. Listen, Eddie filled me in on the fun he had the other day with you and your boys."
"Ah, um, yeah," Ward stammered.
"Don't worry, old man, your secret's safe with me. I'm just disappointed that I missed the party. I would have loved to watch you fuck your sons' virgin asses."
Ward's cock swelled in his suit pants as his mind wandered back to the boys' bedroom and how great it felt to make love to his boys. In fact, all week he had been trying to get June out of the house so they could do it again.
"Well, your Eddie is one hot fuck too, George."
"Thanks Ward! We've been having a great time for awhile now. In fact, I'm calling because I'm putting together a party up at my cabin on Pinetop Lake this Saturday night. I was hoping you and your boys could make it."
"Hmmm, sounds interesting, tell me more."
"Well, Eddie and I will be there and hopefully the three of you. Also, I'm going to call Fred Rutherford to see if he and Clarence would like to come. I thought since Wally and Clarence are friends he'd want to come. Fred's been trying for months to find time alone with the boy and introduce him to his cock."
"Really? Damn, count us in! I'd love to watch Fred fuck Clarence. Hell, I'd love to watch you fuck him too!"
"Believe me; if they come we'll all be filling his beefy ass with our hot thick sperm!"
"Mmmm..."
"Ok, meet us at my house at 9 AM Saturday morning. You won't have to worry about bringing much clothing. The plan is to stay naked as much as possible."
"Sounds good to me. See you then. Bye."
That night Ward filled Wally and the Beaver in on the weekend plan. He decided not to tell them about Fred and Clarence and let it be a surprise. When he told June about the trip she was pleased that the group was getting together for "male bonding." She told him she needed some time alone to change out the curtains and defrost the freezer.
On Saturday morning Wally woke up early and headed to the kitchen for a glass of juice. His cock was semi-hard. All night he kept waking up and imaging all the fun the group would have over the next two days. He heard noises from the garage as he was pouring his juice and went outside to investigate.
Ward was busy packing the car and didn't hear his eldest son enter the garage. He was a bit exasperated because the gear didn't quite fit into the trunk. Ward's ass looked delicious to the teen. He put his juice down and moved behind his father. He grabbed his father's ass and began to caress the solid mounds.
Ward jumped but the feeling of his son's hands on his ass soon had him moaning with pleasure. He glanced around and smiled. He stepped back a bit and Wally's hard cock stabbed at his hole. Although they were both clothed Ward could feel the heat from his son's cock on this ass. He unbuckled his pants and pushed them and his underwear down to his ankles.
Wally stepped back to admire the hairy mounds of his father's ass. He dropped down to take a closer look. He parted the man's cheeks exposing his dad's pink hole. He dipped his tongue into the opening. Ward groaned as Wally licked and probed into his chute. He grabbed his son's head and pushed it and his tongue deeper. Wally drilled into his father with his outstretched tongue and tasted the clean muskiness.
"Ohhh," Ward groaned. "Son, please, fuck me! I need your cock inside me! Now!"
Wally was caught by surprise but wasted no time pushing his pajama bottoms down. He spit on his cock and gave it a couple of strokes. He couldn't believe he was about to fuck his father. He felt lightheaded. He placed his cock up against the man's hole and pushed hard.
"Ohhh, fuck, yes, fuck me Wally! Fuck me!"
The warmth of his father's hole encased the teen jock's cock and before he knew it he was balls-deep inside the man who helped create him. Ward pushed back on his son's cock and gave into the pleasure and pain of the first cock in his ass. That it was Wally only added to the pleasure that overtook his body.
After a few rough stabs Wally found a nice rhythm. He slowly impaled his father being careful not to cum too quickly. Ward stroked his hard cock as his son made love to him. It didn't take him long to realize that he loved getting fucked as much as fucking. He imagined the Beaver's cock in his mouth. He could almost taste his youngest son's sweet cum.
Wally hit Ward's anal button and the man felt a rush like no other. Thick ropes of cum shot from his cock and covered the luggage in the trunk. Ward's hole tightened and Wally pushed in one last time. The teen's cock throbbed deep in his father and he collapsed on his back as he filled the man with his searing cum.
"My turn!" the Beaver shouted.
He pulled Wally off his father and rammed his cock into the cum-filled hole. Ward groaned deeply when Wally exited but before he knew it his youngest boy was drilling him deep. His cock stiffened under the new assault. Wally positioned himself under his father and sucked in his cum-slicked meat. Within seconds the boys were giving their father the fucking and sucking of his life. Beaver loved the feeling of his brother's cum on his cock coupled with his father's tight hole. Wally couldn't wait to drink the cum his father was making for him.
The Beaver shot off first. He shot deep into his father then pulled out to coat the man's ass with his teen cock juice. Wally caught a shot in his hand and stroked his cock with it. As his father flooded his mouth with the salty swimmers he stroked out a half dozen shots of his own.
When the Cleaver men came back down to earth from their impromptu three way they panicked a bit. What if June caught them? They quickly cleaned up the mess, dressed and start to walk towards the house.
"Well, boys, that was a great start to what is sure to be a great weekend!"
The drive to George Haskell's cabin was not without its fun. The Cleaver men had their cocks out for most of the trip. Beaver sat in the back seat and stroked his cock as he watched Wally suck off his dad while he was driving. It was all Ward could do to keep the car on the road. The brother's exchanged a hot cum-laden kiss swapping their dad's hot seed back and forth in their mouths. Beaver splattered the back of the seat with his load and fed it to Wally and his dad. Hot cum was definitely something all three Cleaver men loved.
Ward pulled up to Mr. Haskell's cabin shortly before sunset. Eddie bounded out the front door to greet them.
"Hey, gents, glad you could make it, hehe."
"Hello, Eddie," said Ward and Wally.
"Hey, squirt, how's tricks?" Eddie said, messing up the Beaver's hair.
"Hey, quit it, Eddie!"
"Listen, Lumpy and Mr. Rutherford will be here in a few minutes. My dad suggests we get the party started to surprise them."
"Really, well, I guess there's no subtle way to do this," said Ward. "Eddie, get over here."
Eddie and Ward kissed. Ward squeezed the teen's ass as Eddie grabbed at the man's hardening cock.
"Mmmm, can't wait to eat that hot hole of yours, Eddie."
"And I can't wait to feel this cock deep inside me, sir!"
"Come on, dad, let's get inside," Wally said as he pulled the suitcases from the trunk, "we don't want fuck around out here and get poison ivy on our dicks!"
Mr. Haskell's cabin was more like a gentleman's fishing lodge. A huge stone fireplace was the great room's focal point. A blazing fire warmed the room and gave it a romantic glow. A hall led to three bedrooms and a bath. The kitchen was straight back. There was a loft that overlooked the great room that was only accessible with the wooden ladder that was to the right of the fireplace. It was furnished with large masculine overstuffed furniture.
"Boy, Eddie, this cabin is neat!"
"Yeah, I love it here. My dad and I come up about once a month. It gives us a chance to be alone, if you know what I mean, hehe."
As Eddie was showing Mr. Cleaver and boys the bedrooms Mr. Haskell emerged from the kitchen. He carried a tray of drinks and was completely naked. He put the tray on the coffee table and sat on the couch. Although not as muscular as Mr. Cleaver he was firm and trim. He had a runner's body. Just about the only hair you could see from a distance was on his head and around his dick. A thick cock hung down between his thighs. As the group started back from the bedrooms he began to stroke his cock.
"Hi, guys, I'm so glad you could come! Come, let's toast to the weekend!"
Wally and the Beaver looked Mr. Haskell up and down and smiled. As horny teens they were excited to experience sex with another grown man. They all took a glass. Everyone but Eddie sniffed the drink.
"It's a special recipe Eddie and I whipped up just before you arrived. It's the finest malt whiskey laced with a special cream I think you'll enjoy. Bottoms up!"
All but Beaver drank the concoction down quickly. Having no experience with alcohol he hesitantly sipped at it. It burned his throat a bit but he liked the taste and smell.
"Come on Beaver, drink it," coaxed Wally.
"Wally, give him time, he's not as experienced as you in the ways of male bonding," said his father.
Beaver gave this dad a smile and swallowed the rest of it.
"Ok, I'm done, someone fuck me!"
Mr. Haskell sat on the couch. His cock was rock hard and ready. He smeared the precum leaking from his slit on the head and down the shaft.
"I'm ready, Beaver. Get your ass over here young man!"
Part 4: The Rutherfords arrive.