My Journey - II-3 Date: Fri, 8 Nov 2003 10:13:55 -0800 (PST) From: chipster chipster071053@yahoo.com Subject: My Journey - Sequel 03
My Journey - Sequel Three Written by Larry Laetus - ( laetuseros@aol.com )
This continues "My Journey" which first appeared in Nifty's camping category back in August of 2003. It contains graphic sexual acts between male teens and male adults. If you are under the age of 18, or if possession of erotic literature is forbidden in your community (tsk), or readership of material that present sexual relationships between two or more members of the same sex in not to your liking, or illegal where you reside, please pass by this story. The author retains all rights to the story and it may not be distributed or copied to any other web site or printed source with out written permission of the author.
I was in my den working on some accounting when I heard this ruckus and banging out front. I made my way to the front door and it burst open revealing my son John and a friend. I was awe struck by this newcomer's physique.
"What's going on, John?" I studied his companion with care. He was about 5' 11" tall and must be about John's weight, 167 pounds. Both boys were shirtless, so I got a good look at his impressive chest and enviable abdominals.
"Hey Dad, this is my new buddy Chris. Chris, my Dad." John had his arm around Chris' shoulder and the fingers of his hand were tickling this guy's pecs. With his other hand he slapped Chris' stomach and rubbed it, then drew his hand back and looked at me with that nice grin of his.
"Chris moved into town about six weeks ago. I met him at wrestling practice. Coach assigned him as my practice partner. Dad, he is so good!" He gave Chris a big hug. Chris grinned and hugged back.
My eyes roamed up and down this new buddy. Thighs like trees trunks that stretched his nylon running shorts so they split at the side, and huge calf muscles, split into two rounded segments. Very lean, I'd guess about five percent body fat, and really defined musculature. Poetry in motion came to mind. What really caught my attention was the bulge at his crotch...massive. I could see what attracted my son to him.
"Hey, I told Chris about our badminton court out back and he wants to play a few games. You want to come out and be our line judge. You know, keep the arguments down for us? Dad, hello, earth calling father, come in please!" John was smiling at me and his eyes were a twinkle with mirth. He had caught me staring at Chris.
"Oh, yes. I'm ready for a break." Yeah, I needed a break all right. A break to study this new stud and watch him in action. What better way than to act as a line judge for them. I could study him and not be blamed for staring at this magnificent body.
"Oh, a break from what?" asked Chris in his fine tenor voice. A delicious shiver went up my spine.
"I do electronic bookkeeping for small business owners. It gets tedious at times, and you have to keep alert to minimize numerical errors that can bite you in the ass later."
"Interesting. My Dad is a route salesman for a large corporation. I seldom get to see him during the week and on weekends he is always writing reports." Chris' voice had a bit of regret in it.
"Well, some of us are lucky and some of us have to work at it. Come on out back. I want to see which one of you bests the other." The three of us went out the kitchen door, across the patio and out to the badminton court. John grabbed a couple of shuttlecocks and rackets. I pulled a patio chair to the net and picked up the small chalkboard to keep score on.
"Hey, this is kind of nice. A bit like tennis, isn't it?" asked Chris and he swished his racket back and forth to get a feel for it.
"Yep, but the shuttle is a lot smaller and handles different than a tennis ball. You'll see! The strokes are similar to tennis, forehand, backhand, power strokes, and stuff,"" explained John. "I'm going to enjoy beating your ass at this game!"
They began swatting the shuttle back and forth. I was surprised at how quick and agile Chris was on his feet. With his bulk, you would think he would be slower to react. I marveled at his tanned body and the way the sunlight played off his flexing muscle. The two boys were soon covered in a sheen of perspiration and the sight of their firm bodies flexing and straining was giving me a strain in my crotch area.
John won two out of the three games they played. Chris agreed it was different from the tennis he played and a bit more fun dodging for the shuttle. I was disappointed that they decided to stop playing. I was enjoying the sight of their nylon shorts pulled tight over their bursting cocks and firm ass cheeks. As the nylon material became sweat soaked, more of their manhood became visible. I figured neither boy had worn briefs or boxers. Interesting!
"Hey Chris, how about we go in a get something cold to drink. I'm sweating like a horse, and I'm sure I must smell like one." John went over to Chris and flung his arm over Chris' shoulders and around his neck and pulled Chris into his wet torso.
Chris broke free and pushed John off. "Don't put your sweat on me. You really need to shave off that pit hair so you won't stink so bad!" He raised one arm to show his shaved armpit and turned his head and made like he was sniffing at it. "See, no stink!" and he broke out laughing and danced away from John's playful punch.
"Dad, this dude shaves his body every three days! You should see him in the shower, a real baldy!'
"Hey, don't diss me for shaving. You like it when you're wrestling with me, buddy. You've even said so a couple of times. You'd be a better wrestler if you'd do it, dude. Your opponents wouldn't get a grip on you!" The two of them were once again hanging on each other. I thought this was a bit unusual for John to be so chummy and feely touchy.
"Yeah, then I really would have a problem hiding my big cock in the showers!" laughed John.
We went into the kitchen and John poured us each a tall glass of cold water. I sat down at the kitchen table and slowly drank mine and watched the two boys interact. The two teenagers stood on the other side of the counter top, gulping down several glasses of water.
John brought up the subject of large cock again. Bells started to sound in the back of my mind. Here I was watching two teen studs in their prime, all sweaty and horny. Now, out of the blue, John starts a conversation about his penis size.
"Dad, the other day, when Chris and I were practicing, he got me into a rear crotch ride and was on top of me. Chris was able to pin me because he worked his prick into my ass cheeks. He has got one huge cock. I was so stunned that I forgot to block him and he flipped and pinned me on the mat. I'll bet that pecker measures ten inches when hard. " He smiled at Chris.
"Yeah, well you're pretty well fixed yourself, ol' buddy!" Chris turned to look at me, his hand lightly caressing his crotch, like he was lifting his balls to be more comfortable. "John tells me you're pretty well fixed too, Mr. Laetus. Care to show me what you've got? I'll show you mine, if you'll show me yours."
I felt like the deer caught in the headlights at night. My mouth dropped open, but I was at a loss for words. I swallowed and replied, "I'm not into that kind of stuff, Chris. It's a bit inappropriate for me as an adult to be showing you, a teenager, my package."
"Shit man, I won't tell anyone, and you sure as hell won't tell anyone. John's here, so what's the harm in comparing notes, so to speak?" Chris was fiddling with the waistband of his nylon shorts.
"Yeah Dad, you chicken? Hey Chris, look here! Is yours bigger than this?" So saying John pulled his shorts to his knees, exposing one fine slab of extending meat. He caressed the swollen flesh with the palm of his hand, and fingered his sweaty nut sack. Chris reached over to feel its girth.
"Not bad buddy, but I hate to tell you but you're a bit shy compared to this one!" Chris rolled his shorts down his hefty thighs to expose his bare-naked pubic area. His growing pecker arched over a full sac of good-sized eggs. I watched closely as it rose up away from his body, filled and expanded and stood high and tight against his hard stomach muscles. It was well above his navel, at least an inch and a half above...a magnificent ten inches of pulsing man meat.
John gave a low whistle. "Man, I have never seen you hard before, but you sure have one mighty fine prick. Can I feel up that monster? Dad, do you see this? It has got to match yours for sure!" He stepped closer to Chris and his hand went out to slide up and down that monster cock. Chris did something I'd seen only at physique shows. He raised his bulky arms up, placed his hands behind his head and stood with legs spread, hips thrust forward. His magnificent body was at full display.
I was speechless. He was totally exposed. His nylon shorts dropped to cover his ankles and sneakers. His eyes were sparkling; he had this wonderful grin, with the tip of his tongue sticking out the side of his full red lips. He was indeed hairless. Shaved of all hair, except for the close-cropped hair on his head. I got lost as my eyes roamed over this living Adonis. I felt dizzy, giddy as I looked at the way his pecs spread up to his grapefruit size deltoids, his baseball shaped bicep, sinewy forearms. The depression down the middle of his pecs, through his stomach drew your attention to the beautifully formed glans head of his cut cock. His nipples were the size of brown quarters, with erect nubs just begging to be licked, nipped, and sucked on.
Chris went into a few quick bodybuilder poses. Then relaxed, looking at me said, "I do love to show off this body of mine. People really enjoy watching the muscles pop. Okay, shows over! Let me see yours and we'll compare size and see if John and Cory are right!" He stepped up to me and his hands went to my hips and slowly lowered my shorts. "Looks like you wet your pants here!"
Yes, I had been hard and my cock slit was dripping with pre cum lubricant. Chris eased my shorts over my boner and down to my knees. Stepping into me, he bent down his schlonger to line it up with mine. He was about a half inch longer, but mine had more bulk, wider than his.
"Guess I was right, I am longer, but you got to be wider. Hey, John! I bet that hurt going up your ass. I can see why Cory likes having it fill him up! Be fun to try it on for size." Chris had started to gently stroke my swollen vein engorge shaft. That got a moan of pleasure from me. I quickly recovered my senses.
"John, what's going on here? I thought we talked this over and decided we wouldn't do this again. And what did Cory tell him?" John walked around the corner of the kitchen counter and all he was wearing were his gym socks and sneakers. He came around to stand behind me, rubbing his cum slick cock head up and down the crack of my ass cheeks. He nuzzled his head into my shoulder and spoke into my ear.
"Dad, we're all horny here, just go with the flow. We can both see you want it; you have been drooling over Chris since we came barging through the front door. Oh, and Cory only made a comment as he watched us wrestling and saw Chris' bulky singlet. He compared Chris' bulk with yours. Then in the showers, Chris noticed how huge my pecker was, so he put two and two together and came up with your having a massive dick like his. Of course, once he surmised that, he wanted to compare his with yours, so he worked on me until I agreed to stage a showing." His hands were on my hips and he was pressing Oscar junior deeper between my ass crack. My body temperature was rising from all the caressing and fondling of my body.
In the meantime, Chris had hunkered down and had his hands gripping my thighs and I felt his hot breath on my pecker. His hot wet tongue shot out and he licked up from my ball sac to the top of my glans, swirled around the crown, then back down to my nuts. I died and went to heaven. I moaned in my pleasure as his tongue licked my shriveled sac and sucked on each testicle. John's muscular arms slid under mine and his fingers zoned in on my nipples. He caressed my chest under the nipples, then with his thumb and forefinger, rolled each nub softly, and then plucked them outward. I writhed in ecstasy as the sensations these two teenage studs were causing soared throughout my quivering body.
I gasped as Chris fully enveloped my swollen prick into his mouth. His tongue washed the underside of my cock as it stretched his lips wide headed down his throat. I felt the delicious feeling of his throat muscles clench tightly and then relax as he tried to swallow. At the same time, I felt my son's swollen cock push against my puckered ass ring, forcing itself inward, penetrating my sphincter, stretching my ass ring to accommodate its girth. I was caught in a meat sandwich. I was loving it!
John's arms were forcing my shoulders back, which in turn forced my crotch and fat cock deeper down Chris' throat. He gagged, recovered and pulled back. John's cock was fully seated up in my ass, filling my rectum with his hot rod. He proceeded to slowly withdraw and slowly re-enter my ass with a long smooth inward thrust. My nerve cells were on overload. My gonads were building a sperm load.
Chris pulled off my cock just long enough to ask my son John if he was ready.
"Yeah, my cocks embedded up his ass, I'm looking for his nut. Let's go for it buddy, suck his cock and wait for the load he's building for you." Those were the last words I heard until Chris had sucked my seed down his gullet, and John had pumped and deposited his cream deep up my rectum. The kitchen was filled with slurping sounds and slap, slap, slapping sounds, and my groans and moans of pleasure as the two teens guided me to a massive orgasm.
I shuddered and writhed as wave after wave of intense pleasure tore thorough my tensed frame. Chris raised my thighs to his shoulders and held me there as his mouth continued to suckle my throbbing manhood. My muscles strained for release. The final tingle went from head to balls, and from there out my piss slit to fill Chris's mouth with my hot wads. I heard him gulp and cough. I was just about sitting on John's hard pecker and hips as I felt his hot sperm surge into my colon.
I was released and staggered to lean against the counter top. Chris had laid on his back on the floor and John was straddling his hips. Chris held his cock up, and John spread his ass cheeks and lowered himself onto Chris. I watched my son's ass took Chris' enormous prick deep up his innards. John then was fully filled with Chris cock, and started rotating his hips and doing little bobs
John bent forward over Chris' hot body. He placed his hands under each of Chris' armpits and lowered his lips to Chris' waiting tongue. I watched as the two boys licked tongues and sucked on lower lips and nuzzled. All the time John's hips were pumping up and down on Chris's massive swollen and pulsing man stalk. I knew Chris had cum. I saw the slick fluid running down Chris shaft and heard the sloppy slurping sound. My cock pulsed and cum dripped out onto the tile floor.
Seeing this, I just couldn't let it pass by. I straddled over Chris' head and squatted down. John was facing me and he grabbed me and pulled me into a wet hot kissing session, as Chris's tongue started lapping my sperm wet ass ring. John and my cock heads bobbed against each other, we both came off with sizeable globs of sperm which fell to Chris muscled chest and stomach.
I felt Chris push my ass up off his face. His strong fingers digging into the back of my thighs.'
"Oh, fuck! That has got to be the hottest fucking fuck fest I've ever been in." whispered Chris as I rose up with John to stand straddling Chris' sweat and cum splashed beautiful body. We looked down at our champion. His cum slick cock was still standing at full alert looking for more.
"Agreed, but I can't compete with you two studs. Look at that pecker, still hard and standing. I just don't know were you guys get the stamina to keep it hard like that." I was taking big gulps of air and feeling my pulse rate decrease. "I've got to sit down and get my breath back. Whew, that was fucking phenomenal."
Chris stood up and was wiping up the puddles of cum with the side of his palm, offering it to John and I to lick off his hand. He sucked on his cum covered fingers and smacked his lips. John walked up to him and slid his arms around Chris' waist and they were once again swapping spit between their lips.
Oh, to be young and not have to wait to recover. I was amazed at the gentleness these two bulky kids showed to each other, yet extracting as much sexual energy as possible from each other.
John turned to look at me. "Dad, you okay? You look kind of pale. Look, maybe I should have talked to you before about this. Chris, Corey and I have been having a three way suck and fuck session every chance we could get the last two weeks. We've been fucking like rabbits together." I think my mouth dropped open.
"I think you two need to gather your shorts and go with me into the den. We have to have a discussion about all this." I bent and picked up my t-shirt and shorts and headed for my den. The two boys followed me and sat their naked butts down on my leather chairs. I sat in my desk chair facing them.
"Chris, I don't know if you know about the Cory affair of a couple weeks ago, but John and I had a little talk about that not happening again." I looked at John with the sternest look I could muster.
"What we did is against the law in this community. Sodomy is a serious crime and frowned upon by the authorities. I could have my ass thrown in jail for the rest of my life if anyone, ANYONE, finds out about this. Couple that with the charge of contributing to the delinquency of minors, and you two are minors, I'd never see the light of day again, and you two would suffer humiliation and condemnation from your peers. Our society just does not do this kind of thing! Am I making this clear to you two?" I sat waiting for one of them to respond.
Chris looked at me with that cute grin on his face. "If this means I'm not going to wind up having your fat cock inserted up my ass, then I'm not liking it, Sir!"
"Chris, don't, gawd! Didn't you just hear what I said? What you three teenagers did or do amongst yourselves in one thing. You involve an adult and you get a whole lot of trouble in this community. I don't know how it was where you come from, it appears they were damn lenient when it comes to social conduct with minors."
:"Sir, I'm not ashamed of what I did with you. You appeared and acted like you were really into it and that just made me lust the more for you. I wanted it to happen! John and I had discussed it prior to coming here today. He said you would be pissed, but I didn't care, I still don't care what people think about what we did. I enjoyed it, we all enjoyed it and are more relaxed because of it." His face was pleading for me to side with him.
John took his turn at trying to convince me that there was no harm in three males getting their rock off with each other. Chris interjected his thoughts along the way. What was I going to do with these two studly randy teenagers? I was inwardly amused that two 17 year olds were lecturing me on the merits of male pleasuring. Chris stood and started pacing back and forth in front of me. I took note of his dangling cock, which was starting to fill and jut out before him. He reached for his erection which was centered above his full scrotum. He started gently stroking it and walking back and forth in deep thought.
He stopped in front of me. "If I give my promise to never divulge what we did to anyone, and to refrain from asking you to give me the fucking I want after this, will you fuck me? I have got to find out what it feels like to have a cock similar to mine stretch and fill my ass. You are my only chance to find out how it feels. I need to know so I can control myself and this big fucker of mine."
I looked at this Adonis as he leaned with both hands on my desk and stared at me.
"Chris, I don't even know if I can get a hardon this soon after spilling my seed all over the kitchen. I'm older than you two prime studs and it takes longer to recover and refill my testicles with sperm. That is if I agree with what you are asking!"
Chris looked me deeply in the eyes. "I don't like saying this, but it appears to be the only way I am going to get what I want. If you don't fuck me and fuck me well, I'm going out of this house and straight to my parents and tell them you raped me. I'm serious Mr. Laetus, real serious. I get what I want and I want your cock planted in my ass!"
I looked around him at John. "You see John, now its blackmail and coercion! Where does it stop? Are you willing to split our family apart over this? To destroy our lives?"
John got up and putting his arm on Chris shoulder, looked at me and said, "He wants to get fucked, and fucked with your big cock. What's wrong with that? We've done that, and I think that's called incest. We have both enjoy bringing on orgasms. Shit, Dad, you gave me my first climax in your sleeping bag at camp. Chris wants it, he's pleading, begging for it. I say fuck him and it will be all over! He won't tell anyone because I am here witnessing what is going on. Its consensual sex between consenting adults."
I looked at him is disbelief. I even laughed to myself. "You're not adults yet, not by a long shot in the eyes of the law!"
I stood up and the two boys came to me and hugged me between them. Their hands roamed and coaxed my body to respond. And respond it did. I was soon fully erect and ready. John had come up with a tube of lubricant and had coated my hard cock till it glistened in the light. Chris bent forward to leaned against my desk.
John applied and worked in lubricant, with his finger, into Chris hot hole. I felt my body temperature rising, my temples throbbing as my mind raced through what I was about to do. For all I knew, Chris was a virgin. If that was the case...well, I knew I'd better do the best I could to give him the most spectacular fucking my cock was capable of giving.
John and Chris were softly coaxing, urging me on, guiding me into position. John had my hard dripping dick in one hand, his other in the small of my back pushing me forward into Chris' two melon size ass cheeks. I placed my hands on each side of his hips as John guided my cock to Chris willing asshole. I moved my hips forward until I felt Chris' ass lips start sliding over my swollen glans. I felt his sphincter snap closed as the glans slowly sank into his rectum.
I huskily asked, "How you doing Chris? If it hurts I can pull out and work on your pucker some more to enlarge it. I'm really stretching your anus and it is so tight around my shaft." I stopped. I waited for an answer. John's hand at my back applied more pressure, urging me to keep pushing inward.
"NO, No, don't stop. It feels different, but it doesn't hurt. In fact, it feels wonderful. I didn't know my ass could accommodate your cock. I can feel you in me," came out softly from Chris' mouth. He raised his head from between his shoulders, turned and begged me to continue.
It was pure torture to me. I felt the pressure of his ass ring gripping my cock, but the heat from his inner rectum wall felt great. I soon slid in four inches and felt my glans bump into his love nut. His prostate was a hard lump. I bumped it again, and heard Chris groan. I smiled. I did some short jabs bumping his love nut with each inward thrust, then slid past it until I felt his rectum tightly grip all round my throbbing shaft. Chris groaned and told us he could feel my cock deep up inside him. I soon had all nine some inches of hard throbbing cock up into him with my pubic bush tickling his ass cheeks.
Now, I slowly pulled out, looking down, seeing his ass pull out with my cock. Chris was moaning about how good that felt. When my glans felt the resistance of his tight sphincter muscle, I started a real slow slide back into him. I took it slow and easy for about three minutes, until it became easier to thrust in and out of his lubricated man pussy. Yes, I thought of it as a man pussy, much like my wife's but tighter and better feeling, more responsive. I started twisting my dick around, angling it in different directions so that Chris could really appreciate all I was giving him. The kid was crooning steadily and gasping and pounding his fist on my desktop. I'd have to scold him for that later.
"Okay, Chris! Get ready as I am really going to start fucking you faster and harder. I saw John go round my desk and place his hands on Chris shoulders to steady him. The kid was laying on my desk, his arms extended, hands grasping the desk edge.
I reared back and slammed a good hard one into him. "Like that, Chris? Like that hard fuck?" I pulled out and slammed back in fast and hard. I heard him gasp and then he urged me to do it again. I was getting into it and just stood there behind him flexing my hips back and forth into him. My sweat was dripping on his back. I was breathing harder with the effort. John was watching my face and licking his lips, he had a silly grin that made me return one and really speeded up my fucking of this muscular marvel. I writhed with my passion and slammed that last one deep up into him and screamed my pleasure and spilled wad after wad of cum up his colon.
"Oh, holy shit, is that it, are you creaming my ass? Unnngh! Oh, it feels so hot. Keep your cock up in my ass, don't pull it out! I want to memorize this feeling! Oh, sweet shit, thank you, thank you, th-a-n-k y-o-u!" mumbled Chris as my orgasm wound down and I started pulling my swollen cum slick prick from his now red swollen anus. I slid it back in, writhed with the sensation on my glans, and fell backward pulling my pud out of him.
I flopped into one of the leather chairs and slumped down into it. Chris raised up off the desktop and turned to look at me. I witnessed the strands of cum stretch from the desk to his swollen fat prick, then break and fall away. His stomach was smeared with remnants of cum. I figured the kid had cum one or two times as I plowed his ass and creamed the top of my desk. His cock flopped from one thigh to the other as he walked over and knelt down between my spread legs. He placed his huge hands on top my knees and slid them along my thighs as he moved in closer to me. He was looking up at me as I stared down watching.
He had this funny glazed eye look, and a silly grin on his face as he nuzzled into my crotch and I felt his tongue touch my flaccid penis. He began to lovingly lick and put suck kisses all along the shaft, sending shivers through me.
"Please, no Chris, it's too sensitive! I can't take it! Don't! You don't have to do that! Chris then sucked my growing man stalk into his hot saliva filled wet mouth and gave it a hard long sucking. I writhed in the chair, John was standing next to me watching what Chris was doing to me. He had a grin on his face, or was it a smile of satisfaction.
"Yeah, Chris, show Dad how good you are at sucking cock. He loves it Dad, and he knows how to really make it feel good." Chris stopped nursing on my pecker and looked up at John.
"Hey John boy, come on down and clean up my crotch, its all nicely cum covered. Show your Dad how good you are at cleaning out crotches. Bet you've never done him like you do me, huh, big stud!" and he stood up to reveal his beautiful body.
He and John hugged and traded a wet sloppy kiss. John then slowly sunk to his knees in front of Chris' muscular frame, his hands held on to Chris' massive thighs and ass cheeks. I watched in awe as my son's tongue started lapping the glistening cum from Chris' naked crotch area. He lapped on Chris nut sack, lapped around his hair free pubic area, lapped the stalk of Chris hard cock up and down, and I heard this grunting slurping sound.
Chris raised his arms and placed his hands locked behind his head. I was amazed as I watched my son, start to give Chris a tongue bath. Chris grinned at me and asked me if I wanted to join my son in washing his body. Like in a dream, I got up out of the chair and my mouth went right to Chris' left armpit and my broad tongue lapped upward against the tiny hair stubble. The taste was tangy, salty, and all man.
"Feels like you need to shave your pits!" He laughed. I chuckled. He pushed John away and grabbed me in his beefy arms. "Thanks Mr. Laetus, for giving me the fuck of my life. Now I know how it feels when I shove it into my buddies. Man, it does hurt like hell when you first push in, but after that it's like heaven sent a blessing! I felt like I needed to shit out a big turd, your cock filled me up inside. And then when you started to really fuck me, it was wonderful, tingles went all through me and I, I, well it just couldn't be described. You have to feel it to know. Thanks, buddy!"
I felt John press against my back, his cock pressed into my ass cheek crevasse, his arms wrapping both Chris and I together. He nuzzled my neck and licked an ear as he softly thanked me for helping Chris in his quest. We broke apart and John suggested we have another shower and air out the room. I went to my bath and quickly rinsed off. I toweled dry and walked naked over to Johns bath. I stood outside the door and listened.
"Oh, shit, John! That feels so good, I didn't know my tits were so sensitive. Suck on that one again, will ya! Mmmmm! Yeah! Here, let me do you one."
"Ouch, you fucker, you're not supposed to bite them! Man, you are such a pig!
"Yeah, but you got to admit I got talented fingers. How's that feel old buddy? Like what I'm doing to that piece of fucking meat hanging here?" I heard John's long satisfied sigh.
I left them to play and went to get a beer in the kitchen. I needed the energy it would provide me. I was shaking my head as I walked back to the den, then realized I was still naked, so turned and went back to my bedroom to put on fresh shorts and t-shirt. I then padded bare footed back to the den and my desk. I soon became involved with the accounting project I had been working before being sidetracked by the boys.
John came in much later. I asked about Chris.
"Chris? Oh, Chris went home one sexually satisfied dude. Dad, you were great and I got to thank you for doing what you did. He really appreciated it and couldn't stop talking about it. He'll be, I think, a little gentler with the next guy that gets plugged with that monster of his. He had me put lotion on his pucker. Dad, it was so red and puffy. You should have seen it. Wow, he was so tender back there, I don't think he will walk right for a couple of days. You know like I was when we first did it?"
"Yeah, I do remember. You realize what we did was not acceptable behavior in the eyes of most of your friends and neighbors, don't you. You realize if someone were to complain, or mention what happened in the wrong company, my ass would be in jail in a flash?" I looked up at John for an answer.
"Dad, it won't happen! Chris and the guys are very aware of how you adults view all this shit. Its natural, guys like to be with guys, yah know, body contact, pushing the limit, finding who's the best. Tell me you didn't compare cock size with other guys in the showers at school! Yah can't, can yah? You all did it, just like we do."
I felt my smile spread across my face. He had a point. Guys do check out guys at every opportunity. It flashed across my mind, that only the women thought it was wrong for this to happen amongst men. I wondered if that was envy on their part, or some carry over of possession and marriage vows. Whatever, it was too ponderous to occupy more of my time.
"You have a point son, but listen to me. No more showing off the old man's pecker. You hear me. And keep Cory under control, he's tried to solicit me twice now!" I caught myself wagging a finger at him.
"Come on Dad, tell me you didn't enjoy that hot seduction by us? You enjoyed getting your rocks off, and three times in the same day! Isn't that a record?" The book I threw at him missed. He caught it as it whizzed by and then put it on the bookshelf as he quickly skedaddled out of the room, laughing.
If you have questions or comments about the contents of the above story, please send an email to: Laetuseros@aol.com the author, or to Chipster071053@yahoo.com the editor. I promise you a prompt reply and thanks for reading this as I hope it has helped you get off a nice one. I'd love to hear about it. - Larry.