Male Bonding, part 4 by bijaybi@outlook.com
Note: Although elements are based on real experiences, any resemblance to real people or locations is strictly coincidental. This story contains explicit male-male and male-female consensual, adult sex, as well as some incidental incestuous contact between a father in his 50s and son in his mid-20s. If you don't enjoy reading this sort of material or are under the age of 21 or it is not legal to read this sort of material where you live, PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUE READING. Please practice safer sex.
I have been enjoying erotic stories on Nifty.org for a couple of years now, and have decided it's time to "give back" by attempting to write some of my own stories. I've been fortunate to have a lot of adventures over the years, so at least to start with, I'm going to share my own experiences, based on actual events, and only fictionalize some details to avoid identifying real people or places. My first attempt, Hot Spring Surprise, can be found in the Bisexual/Encounters archive. Parts 1, 2 and 3 of Male Bonding can also be found in the Bisexual/Encounters archive.
Sincere thanks to all the readers who wrote with positive feedback on Parts 1 and 2 of Male Bonding. I appreciate your encouragement and interest in reading more of this series. I hope you have read Part 3, in which I got to fuck around with my work friends, Ryan and Randy and a woman Ryan was briefly dating. Now I want to tell you about a straight guy I worked with much more recently.
So in more recent years, there's been a lot of changeover at the company and things calmed down a bit with only occasionally flirty guys to work with. I was thinking maybe the more raunchy activity was a thing of the past. But then a pretty recent college grad in his early 20s started working across the aisle from me. I have always been much more attracted to guys my age or preferably 5-20 years older than me. But Dmitry was definitely different. A super-smart, funny, talented Jewish kid who immigrated from Russia in his teens with his parents and 2 brothers, Dmitry is a slim, muscular, 6'4", with black hair, thick facial hair, and thick but well-trimmed chest hair that always pokes out of his dress shirts. He's also definitely part of that younger Millennial group of guys who likes to wear the tightest possible jeans and pants, which provides nowhere for his obviously very large endowment to hide -- it was always snaking down one pants leg or the other, or pushing the entire tight crotch of his pants out obscenely.
Dmitry treated me with a lot of respect and sought out mentoring and advice often at work, as well as about stuff in his personal life. A kind of much-older-brother/much-younger-brother relationship developed, but one that would occasionally cross a line. Like when Dmitry would catch me stealing glances at his prominent crotch if we were talking in his cubicle, he would seem to intentionally lean further back, put his hands behind his head so his pecs and triceps would be more prominent as he flexed, and most importantly, he'd spread his legs more, or scratch at his crotch so that it would become even more well-outlined. Definitely the kind of straight guy who likes the attention and gaze of a gay or bi guy, even though he made it clear too that he was definitely hetero.
So I just enjoyed the view. A couple times when a group of us was working out in the gym in our office, I noticed Dmitry was not wearing underwear under his gym shorts, and seemed to be struggling to keep from throwing a full-on boner. One day I noticed that he was in particular glancing at this pretty, fit blonde colleague but turning away from her so she couldn't see the effect she was having on him. Fortunately for me, that meant turning more toward me. He just kinda smirked and shrugged when he figured out that I was staring at his "embarrassing" "problem."
When we got to know each other better, Dmitry told me that he kinda wished he were wired differently, because he would get propositioned by guys and girls together when he'd go dancing at clubs in our city and especially when traveling. "But," he said, "I can't really help it, I just love a woman's softness, I love all sizes of tits, and I love getting this (grabbing his prominent bulge) up any hole she'll take it in." I knew him well enough now that I could push a little bit more and said, "Maybe you just haven't been in the right place at the right time yet, never say never."
Sure enough, about 6 months later, I was out drinking at a hipster bar near my house laughing with my beautiful friend Amelie, a blond about 30 years old, and suddenly some man's big hands were over my eyes and I felt a beard brush against my ear saying, "Guess who?" I was like WTF why am I getting accosted by a hipster but when he took his hands away from my eyes, I realized it was Dmitry, looking very tipsy and very sexy. Since it was the first time we were seeing each other out of the office, I was totally in a different mode with him, and I also happened to be wearing soccer shorts (it was the a hot summer night) which were doing nothing to hide my package. Just being pushed up close to Dmitry in this crowded bar was giving me a bit of a chub, and I was about to make some crude comment when suddenly Dmitry was grabbing this extremely handsome, silver-grey-haired, olive-skinned man of about 50, put his arm over his shoulder and said, "Jay, I gotta introduce you to my dad, Ivan." I was like, "What??" This man was about 2x hotter than Dmitry himself, and I could definitely see where his sexy looks came from, but even better because he had grey hair, nice skin but some character wrinkles. And, a very sexy thick Russian accent that he seemed kind of embarrassed about.
I shook Ivan's strong hand and said how nice I thought it that father and son were out enjoying a night out together. Amelie came back from briefly being out on the patio, and looked sort of hungrily at both Ivan and Dmitry, asking me, "Who are these handsome gentlemen?" I introduced them and couldn't help noticing the sparks of electricity flying not just between Amelie and Dmitry, but also it was obvious that Amelie too noticed how much more maturely stunning his father was.
We proceeded to have several more drinks in that sweaty, crowded bar, and the crowd was the perfect excuse to always intentionally be pushed up against my friends. I saw Dmitry smiling down at my crotch a few times surreptitiously because it was kinda obvious that I had a semi-hardon most of the time. I also noticed that Ivan was very touchy-feely with Amelie, which I thought would make Dmitry a little bit weirded out. But to the contrary, there seemed to be a very easygoing attitude between father and son.
Little did I know just how easy-going it could become. Amelie has a very sassy, edgy side, and a kind of earthy sexiness that a lot of guys respond to. I knew she was adventurous, as we'd traded plenty of stories about fuck-buddies, public sex, etc. But I didn't think she'd go as far as she did that hot and humid night. She was kinda tipsy and she whispered in my ear, "Wanna bet I can get them both to sleep with me?" I was kinda shocked and not sure I'd heard her correctly. I asked her to repeat it, and realized too late that Dmitry could tell what she said when she whispered a bit louder, "I wanna fuck both of them, could we invite them back to your place?" My house was about 3 blocks away, easily walkable, with a nice and private lush backyard with a lot of foliage climbing the fences and trellises, blocking the backyard from being too visible to the surrounding houses. Dmitry seemed to blush with what he heard, but then I noticed him say something to his dad, and his dad grew a big grin across his sexy, stubbled face. I nudged Amelie and said, "I don't think it's gonna be too much of a challenge to convince them to move the party to my backyard, you invite them while I settle up here."
Next thing I knew, we were all walking from the bar to the house. Amelie was between father and son with their arms around her waist, and my young friend's dad had his other arm around my shoulder, very buddy buddy. When we got to the house, I showed them to the beautiful backyard deck, lit some citronella candles and a little fire pit, and went in to get us some cold drinks. When I came back out a few minutes later, Amelie looked at me with a naughty wink as I noticed that both Dmitry and his father, Ivan, had their shirts off, both with beautiful muscular chests covered in thick hair. The son's was all black, the father's was black and grey. And Amelie had her blouse unbuttoned revealing a very sexy, well-filled bra. I was like, "Hmmmm.... looks like you're all getting comfortable back here, and Ivan kinda slapped my thigh as I walked up to him with the beers, and playfully tugged at my soccer shorts. "Beautiful, private place back here," he said with his thick, deep Russian accent, "you should get comfortable like us, too." Dmitry saw his dad tipsily telling me to take off my shirt and smiled at me, and motioned to Amelie. Before I knew what was happening, she grabbed my shirt and lifted it to expose my own thickly hairy, stocky chest... and much more surprisingly, Ivan's playful tugging at the leg of my shorts got more aggressive and he yanked them down, exposing half of my half-mast dick to the trio. "Oh!" he laughed, not quite having intended this to happen, but I took it in stride, and merely repaid him by playfully grabbing his exposed left nipple and lightly twisting it. This made him and the others laugh and seemed to push whatever weird sexual energy in the air past a boiling point. Suddenly I saw Amelie pull Dmitry toward her and she was passionately kissing him, practically devouring his lips with hers. It was such a hot sight that it made me and Ivan just stare for a minute, and then Amelie really pushed the envelope by pulling Ivan toward her too and planting a huge wet kiss on his sexy mouth. My shorts were immediately practically ripped the rest of the way off by my cock jumping with the hotness of seeing my sexy blond friend making out not just with my sexy young colleague but his handsome father at the same time.
What the hell is happening? I thought, but didn't have time to think about it any further, as suddenly Amelie was reaching out to pull me closer to them. With a devilish laugh she said, "OK boys I'll take my bra off if you kiss Jay." Father and son laughed in disbelief in unison, "What?!" "You heard me, I wanna see you guys tongue my friend or this might come to an end," she said as she teasingly she ran her hand across her chest to draw their minds back to what it was obvious that father and son really wanted to see and touch next. It was pretty obvious that neither of the men had ever even thought about making out with a guy, much less, trying it in front of their own father or their own son. But, Amelie was persuasively irresistible, apparently, because Dmitry didn't resist when she pushed his face closer to mine. "You too," she commanded Ivan and pushed him toward me. I was so stunned I didn't really know what to do but thoughts melted away into pure erotic bliss as first Dmitry tongue-kissed me, with surprising tenderness, and when he pulled back, his father's even sexier lips found mine and I was shocked that he was pretty passionately grinding his lips against mine and wrestling my tongue with his. He must have really been motivated by Amelie's breast blackmail because he really got into it.
Next thing I knew, Dmitry had his hands on Amelie's bra and was unhooking it and pushing the straps down her shoulders, revealing a beautiful, still perfectly perky pair of tits. He stroked one somewhat mesmerized and I pushed his father's face, reluctantly, away from my kiss, and towards Amelie's breast. He took one beautiful, erect nipple into his lips and started sucking with abandon. I noticed Dmitry smiling at me with a twinkle in his eye as he pulled me over to Amelie's other boob. I stuck out my tongue and flicked it. He brought his mouth close and flicked it, too. Soon, we were alternating licking, flicking and sucking my friend's beautiful tits and kissing each other hard and deep, all while Ivan continued to attend to her other breast. He was also rubbing his big paw on the crotch of her denim shorts, and I could hear her moaning, "I want your tongue on my pussy, daddy." He didn't need any further encouragement, he had those shorts unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled down around her ankles in an instant. Dmitry said, "Damn, dad, smooth" as we both watched his father kneel down between Amelie's bare legs and dive right in with his wide, wet tongue. She immediately started moaning and almost squealing because this daddy obviously knew his way around a juicy pussy. We were kinda transfixed watching his tongue trace her lips, then settle into a tight seal around her clit and flick ridiculously quickly at it. Dmitry was obviously completely turned on watching his dad eat pussy, I could see him squirming in his shorts so I confidently put my hand right on his package and he didn't push me away. I took that as encouragement and boldly put my hands into his waistband and he lifted his hips so I could slide his shorts down releasing a cock even more beautifully straight, thick and long than I had expected. "Watch your dad lick her twat while I take care of you, stud," and he just groaned deeply and gutturally as his head slipped past my tight, slick lips and I engulfed his thick, smooth shaft deeply into my mouth.
I was in heaven with my talented, cock-sucking lips around this young stud's beautiful dick while he had the taboo experience of watching his own father lick my friend's beautiful pussy. Dmitry's shaft was impossibly rock-hard, I could taste in his pre-cum how turned on he was getting to see his shirtless, hairy dad driving Amelie wild with his talented tongue. "Son," Ivan said, "I want to show you how it's done," barely noticing that his presumably straight son had his huge cock down a man's throat. And with that, Ivan stood up and stripped the rest of his clothes off his thick, fit dad bod and stroked his stunningly long, thick cut cock to complete, up-curving hardness. Amelie's eyes nearly bulged out of her head as she took in the beautiful immenseness of this Russian daddy's dick, and I could see she was also getting off on watching me slurp my young colleague's equally hot cock.
While Ivan continued to lick, slurp and swirl his thick tongue all over Amelie's juicy pussy, she got greedy and motioned to me and Dmitry to move closer to them. "I wanna suck Dmitry's dick while his daddy licks me," she demanded, and with that, Ivan helped her get comfortable on a lounge chair without taking his talented tongue off her. Now she was at a good height and angle for Dmitry to stand next to her chair with his obscenely hard cock almost dwarfing her pretty face. He playfully slapped her cheek with his dick head, then smacked it loudly against her slutty tongue. I was so happy to get to watch this studly father and son teasing and toying with my beautiful pal, I just jacked my aching rod as I moved closer and watched Dmitry's pole stretch Amelie's mouth wide. Her eyes grew wide and I heard a gurgling gagging sound, as Dmitry pushed his big dick all the way in and down into her throat, holding it there with both his hands behind her head. I could see Ivan glance up approvingly at the sexy, younger version of himself, taking command of the young lady. This seemed to give Ivan the idea that it was time to stop pleasuring her pussy with his tongue and move on to the next course. He gave me a sexy smirk as he saw how my eyes were glued to the face fucking Dmitry was now doing in earnest to Amelie, and he drew my attention away by standing up with his huge fuckstick in his big paw, which barely fit around the base of the shaft. He nodded his head to motion me over and kind pushed me down roughly so that my face was level with where Amelie's juicy cunt spread wide on the lounge chair, so I could watch up close as Ivan brought his cock closer and rubbed the big head all around her lips, getting it lubed up with her juices and his spit. Even after expertly lapping at her slit you could tell that she was about to get split wider and fucked deeper than she was used to, and I heard her gasp with her mouth full of the son's cock, as Ivan pushed past her tight entrance and slid in as deep as he could in one firm stroke. So fucking hot to now see my friend with both her mouth and her pussy filled full of Russian father & son, and her body writhed almost involuntarily as she tried to get more in both ends. Ivan's big rough hand rested on my head and he sort of forcibly pushed my face right up close to the action, so that his hairy abs slapped against my cheek as he pistoned into Amelie, and wedged my other cheek against her soft torso. I could tell he was trying to get me to be able to reach my tongue toward her clit as he started pulling out further for longer so I could actually get myself into position. I had an amazing view of her lips stretched around, clinging to, his juiced-up wide shaft as about 8 inches withdrew from her. I started licking around her clit... and then Ivan pushed as much of his dick back up into her as he could, trapping my face between their bodies. I'm sure Dmitry was going wild watching his dad fuck Amelie and me fuck-lick her, while she was still insatiably slurping on his cock. When his dad pulled out almost all of the way again and I could breath, I felt Dmitry reach down and stroke my cheek, and he pointed down at his dad's pussy-juiced-soaked shaft. That was my cue to simultaneously lick Amelie's lips and Ivan's shaft. I heard Ivan grunt and moan with some surprise, I'm sure he'd never had a man's tongue on his cock before... but he didn't try to push me away. Dmitry gave an admiring low chuckle as he realized just how crazy it was that he was pushing me, his older work mentor, to lick pussy juices off his own father's big dick, while he was getting expertly blown by a gorgeous woman.
I wanted to push it even further and see if Amelie and I could really make her goal come true, of getting to fuck both of them simultaneously. I said, "I wanna see you guys double-dick her pussy, let's see how wide you can stretch her hole!" and all three of them smiled. It took a second to figure out how to reposition. Everyone got up and moved over to a low, cushioned lounge and I kinda let my hands linger on Ivan's impressively muscular arm as I guided him to lie down on his back. His huge schlong stuck straight up, practically a fountain of pre-cum. Then Dmitry and I guided Amelie over to straddle Ivan and lower herself gymnastically onto his pole. I saw Dmitry's steel-hard cock jump as he watched his father's massive fucker slide out of sight into Amelie's snatch. I then put my hand on Dmitry's nice, lightly hairy muscle-butt and pushed him toward the couple. He straddled the lounger so that his legs were interlaced between Amelie's legs held open wide in the air, and his dad's muscular, hairy legs that were starting to instinctively piston his powerful shaft up into Amelie. I grasped Dmitry's beautiful cock and pried it downwards - it was so hard it was flat up against his taut abs - and guided his head toward the top of Amelie's already full pussy. Ivan shifted a bit and it granted Dmitry the little bit of entrance room he needed to slowly, firmly shove his cock up alongside his dad's and push into lucky Amelie's hot hole. She squealed and sort of screamed as I'm sure it was a bit of a combination of pain and pleasure to try to accommodate two thick, long Russian sausages. At first it was kinda like her twat was trying to push Dmitry's cock back out so I kept my hand in place firmly around the base of his shaft and sort of held him in place. Without thinking about it anymore, my formerly totally straight colleague gave me an appreciative look and brought his open mouth down towards mine, and we passionately tongue-kissed while father and son cocks made room for themselves in that tightly, widely stretched cunt. I'm sure it felt amazing to feel not just the wet, tight grip of Amelie's pussy but also the friction of the undersides of their cocks rubbing against each other inside... Obviously none of us cared anymore that we were outside in my back patio at night, possibly waking the neighbors with guttural manly grunts and groans and Amelie's higher-pitched, almost-pained-sounding little gasps of sheer pleasure. Father and son worked beautifully together to establish a simultaneous rhythm fucking their unified poles deep into Amelie, and I seamlessly moved from one of them to the other, tweaking her hard nipples between my fingers kind of roughly, and moving from deep Frenching of Dmitry, to catching Ivan by surprise at one point by positioning my almost-ready-to-blow cockhead at his mouth which was hanging open concentrating on pistoning up into Amelie's cunt alongside his son's huge dick. Ivan offered his warm tongue and I slid my dick down into daddy's wet mouth, amazed that the perverted scene was going as far as it was. Dmitry flashed me a devious sexy smile when I figured out that I had gotten his father to accept my cock into his mouth as he was held kinda captive by Amelie's and Dmitry's bodies above him. "Feed him your seed," Dmitry mouthed to me with a smirk, "I want to hear my dad slurping down your cum while we fuck the hell out of your friend," and that was all of the obscenely perverted encouragement I needed to push me over the edge. I kinda wedged Ivan's face between my thighs so he couldn't resist, and thrust my dick even more intensely in his surprisingly willing mouth. He figured out a little too late that I was getting close to shooting, and he kinda painfully grabbed onto my hairy legs as his mouth was flooded with my huge load of hot cream. I didn't mind that he was kinda gagging and choking, as I knew it would push Dmitry even further over the edge too to hear his dad almost choke on my load while their dicks were thrusting in unison deep inside Amelie's pulsating pussy. Sure enough, Dmitry's sexy smirk grew even more huge as he realized what I was doing to his dad, and he suddenly thrust just once more deeply and let out a deep growl, "FUuuuuuuucccCCKK" I realized he must be shooting his own huge load. I got such a thrill knowing that he was coating not just Amelie's pussy walls with his jizz but his own dad's beautiful fuckstick too. This perverted thought must have driven Ivan over the edge too, or maybe the feeling of Amelie's continuous orgasms (as she'd clearly had at least 5 or 6 by now, and was getting triggered by Dmitry shooting inside her), because suddenly he started blurting out some filthy sounding Russian and bucked his hips a few last powerful times as he shot his load, too.
Everyone was sweaty and breathing heavily. Dmitry disentangled himself from the lounger and I enjoyed the view of his still mostly hard, spunk-coated cock flopping as he stood up. One last surprising, perverted step n Dmitry's part was to smile at me and say, "Get down there and lick them clean, fucker," and laugh at the eagerness with which I ran around to the other side of the lounge chair and dove in tongue-first to lick the combined cum that was starting to leak out of Amelie's slit as she lay, exhausted, on top of Ivan, whose thick dick was still resting inside her. I boldly licked some of the oozing cream pie off Ivan's still-tight ball sack and around the base of his shaft, and he laughingly said, "Son, you just can't get enough of that can you." I realized that because Amelie was blocking his view, he couldn't tell if it was me or Dmitry cleaning them up, which gave me the twisted notion of pulling Dmitry down toward me and pushing his face into the sticky mess. I almost shot again when I watched him at first gingerly, then with gusto, licking the cum and pussy juices off Amelie's used twat and his father's shaft, and Ivan obviously enjoyed it because he twisted his hips so that his still-mostly hard shaft plopped loudly out and fell wetly right onto Dmitry's and my waiting tongues. We ended that amazing night, letting our tongues intertwine as we hungrily shared a truly one-of-a-kind cream pie.
Thanks for reading. As always, I'd love to hear from you if you liked this story, and if you've had any raunchy colleague experiences, too. Reach me at bijaybi@outlook.com.