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It was the middle of May, school work, sports, and activities winding down to a crawl before graduation, when I realized I hadn't told my buddy, Jeremy, about my adventures with Dad. As if reading my mind, my phone rang and it was he, asking what I was doing on Saturday, and could we get together. I told him the only thing I had going was getting the pool ready for the Memorial Day weekend. He said he didn't mind helping, so we made it a date for him to come over for lunch and then help with the chore. That Saturday started out beautifully, sun shining, no clouds, and a guarantee from the TV weatherman that it would be warm all weekend. As usual, Jeremy showed up wearing nicer clothes than the occasion called for, polo shirt, khaki shorts, and slip-on tennis shoes. I told him I had some ratty shorts he could change into after lunch, and lead him back to the kitchen to fix us each a sandwich. After lunch, I asked him to come upstairs to get changed and lead the way to my bedroom. I rooted through one of my drawers to find a pair of shorts for each of us and tossed him a pair of old, green, cotton ones that looked like they'd seen better days. I found a similar pair for myself and started to get undressed while Jeremy did the same. I tried not to look as he was taking off his clothes, but it had been a while since I'd seen him naked and I couldn't resist the temptation. I was turned slightly away from him as I undressed but I watched him as he stepped out of his jockey shorts and got ready to slip on the green ones I had given him. His hairless torso was lean, with a swimmer's definition that tapered to a slim waist and round ass. His long legs were covered with soft, curly blond hair, already bleached out a little by the sun. The pubic hair around his dick was the color of summer wheat, the circumcised dick milky-white and veined, ending in a rose-colored head, which hung down around the bottom of his ball sack. I remembered sucking on that dick numerous times before and the thoughts were causing my own dick to stiffen a little. I quickly pulled on my work shorts and changed my thoughts to the tasks we needed to get done so I wouldn't spring a full-blown woody on him. Jeremy followed me back down to the pool where I had already laid out the buckets, brushes, and cleaners we would need to clean the pool. I mixed some cleaner and water in both buckets and sent him off to work on the spa while I started down in the shallow end of the pool. I had already drained the pool yesterday evening so there was only water in the deep end, which I would vacuum out later when I rinsed the walls after scrubbing them. Jeremy and I started talking about the end of school, what we were planning to do after graduation, catching up on the latest gossip, and other general best friend bullshit. It didn't take long for him to finish scrubbing the spa down, so I asked him to use the hose, rinse the cleaner off, and make sure their wasn't any leftover scum on the bottom. When he finished that, he brought his bucket and brush over to help on the over side of the pool. Both of us were sweating like mad as we hurried to get the remaining tiles cleaned and complete the job, the beads of perspiration soaking our shorts and matting down our hair. When we got the sides scrubbed, I opened the drain to let out the rest of the water and pulled the hose over to rinse everything off. While I was spraying down the sides, I let the hose wander in Jeremy's direction and really soaked him. I could tell he was trying to get mad, but the cold water must have felt good after all that exertion, so I turned it on myself so we'd be in the same condition. As the water receded, I made sure all the remaining dirt was washed down the drain so I could turn on the fill valves and get the pool back to normal. We cleaned out our buckets and brushes and put everything away, leaving the garden hose on full blast to fill up the spa. I went back into the kitchen to pour a couple more sodas in plastic glasses, grabbed a joint I had rolled from Dad's stash, and joined Jeremy on the patio where he had laid down on a cushioned chaise to let the sun finish drying him off. "Reward time" I said, waving the joint in the air above my head. "Perfect" he replied, big smile lighting up his handsome face. I sat down on the foot of the chaise and lit the joint. As I handed it to him, he propped himself up on one elbow to face me and took the joint from my fingers. "What about your Dad?" "Oh don't worry about him. He's working on some fundraiser he's having at the gym and won't be home for hours. That project's got him tied up a lot lately." We smoked the joint until it started burning our fingers, so I got up and snuffed it out in a planter close by. When I sat back down, I looked at Jeremy, who had that obviously stoned expression on his face. I'm sure mine didn't look any better and I chuckled to myself. "What are you laughing about?" he asked. "Nothing special, just imaging the goofy look I must have on my face after looking at yours" "Well," he replied, "if you're as stoned as I am, I have got to look just as goofy. By the way, what's this dirt you said you wanted to tell me, or did we already talk about it?" "Gosh," I said, "where do I start? This is going to blow your mind." I started telling Jeremy about Dad finding my gay magazines on my birthday and all about that night and many other nights, and days, since. Jeremy's eyes got huge, his mouth was hanging open, and all he could say was, "No shit! - You're fucking kidding me!" and "No way!" "Way," I told him, "and there's even more." Jeremy was asking for all kinds of details and I was only too happy to provide them. I told him about the size of Dad's dick, what rimming was, what it was like to get fucked, and about all the places around the house where Dad and I had sex. The sun had dried out our shorts, but there was a big, wet spot in the center of his where his dick was hard and trying to break through the fabric. Retelling the story had the same effect on me, not to mention making me to feel extra horny, so I reached over and pulled the front of his shorts down, letting his hard-on spring free. The swollen head was coated with precum, so I leaned over and licked it off, causing moans of pleasure to escape from his mouth. I worked my way down his cock until my nose was pressed against his pubes, letting his cock head enter my throat. I worked on his dick with my mouth while I slowly pulled the shorts off his ass and down to his ankles. I stopped sucking him long enough to pull his shorts completely off and onto the concrete. I pulled my own shorts down, stepping out of them and leaving them in a heap at the foot of the chaise. I crawled back on top of him and pressed my lips to his, sandwiching our hard dicks between our bodies. I loved the feel of his lips and parted them with my tongue, stabbing it deep into his mouth, swirling it around his own, trying to reach into the back of this throat. Jeremy returned the fierceness of my kissing with passion of his own, each of us slathering the other's mouth with spit and then licking it off. Jeremy went crazy when I moved my mouth down to his neck and continued my oral attentions on the tender skin there. I was alternately stabbing my tongue into his flesh and swirling it around while sucking gently. I sucked and licked both sides of his neck and under his chin, feeling the vibrations of his moaning course through my lips. I slid down a little further on his body, my dick slipping between his legs and pressing against his balls. My mouth went first to one nipple and then the other, licking and chewing gently, bringing more twitches and moans from his tight body. I grew a little more aggressive with his nipples as the fire burned through me to possess him in every way. I bit down gently on a nipple, holding it in my teeth and slowly increased the pressure. This caused his ass to lift from the cushion and ragged gasps of breath came from his chest until I didn't think he could take anymore. When I released the nipple, his body relaxed and I moved over to the other one to give it the same treatment. While I was working his nipples, his legs spread slightly and started to slide up along the side of mine. The more attention I gave his nipples, the more his legs slid up and opened. I scooted up onto my knees between his and, after removing my mouth from his nipple, grabbed both of them with my fingers. I squeezed both nipples gently, then a little harder, moving my head to take his leaking cock into my mouth. The combination of the tit work and the blowjob was causing his ass to lift off the cushion, fucking my mouth. His movements made me realize what control I had over him now and I started to think of other things I've learned recently to heighten his pleasure. I removed my fingers from his nipples, which had swollen to twice their size from my manipulations and hooked my hands under his knees. I pulled my mouth from his cock and looked into his questioning face as I slowly pushed his legs back towards him. When the pink pucker of his asshole came into view, I gave him a wink and a little smile, and then ran my tongue over his hole, along the hairy furrow between his ass cheeks. It sounded like the wind had been knocked out of him when my tongue touched his hole, and I felt more lust surge through me. I tongued his ass gently, slowly increasing the pressure of my mouth, finally rolling my tongue into a little pink dick, stabbing it into his pucker. Jeremy's hole was clenched shut at first but it started to relax as I continued bathing it with spit and poking into it with my tongue. His head was lolling back and forth and he was moaning "Oh my god, that feels so damn good, oh my god!" I slid my hands down from under his knees, placing them under his ass and pushing it a little higher so I could get at it easier with my mouth. I used my thumbs to spread his ass cheeks a little more and continued licking and tongue fucking his hole. Jeremy as really in a frenzy now, the involuntary muscle spasms in his body making his dick bounce without being touched, big drops of precum leaking from the slit. I stopped working his ass with my tongue, lowered him to the cushion, and crawled over his body to shove my tongue back in his mouth. I wanted him to taste the sweetness of his ass juices on my lips and tongue, his moans changing to whimpers hoping I would go back to eating his ass. Pulling my mouth from his, I said "I think it's time to go to the next stage. I think it's time I fucked you." His face took on a brief look of fear, and I reassured him, "Don't worry. I'm not going to do anything you can't take, and if it's not right, we'll stop. Just stay here while I get a few 'marital aids', as Dad calls them." I got up and trotted to Dad's bedroom, pulling the lube and poppers from the nightstand, then back out to the patio. Jeremy was so handsome laying there, looking at me and smiling. I knew he must be apprehensive, as I certainly was the first time, but I really loved him and wouldn't do anything to hurt him. When I approached with the two bottles in my hands, he looked at me questioningly. "The poppers will help loosen you up, and the lube makes your ass and my dick slippery so there's less discomfort. I'll stretch your hole with my fingers first and when I slide my dick in, I'll take it really slow so you can get used to the new feelings." Jeremy just nodded in understanding while I climbed back onto the chaise between his legs. I handed him the poppers and adjusted his ass so it was resting on my thighs, legs pushed back towards his chest. "Take the cap off and take a long, slow sniff of the bottle with your nose" I instructed. As he did what I told him, I opened the lube and poured some onto the fingers of my right hand. I spread the slippery fluid along the furrow of his ass, concentrating on the quivering pucker between his ass cheeks. I spread the remainder over my cock, jacking it slowly, savoring the sensation along my cock head. When I saw the blush on his chest, I knew the poppers were taking over his body and I slid my index finger slowly into his hole. His response was to exhale slowly through his mouth, as his smile grew and his eyes closed with the sensations. I fucked his hole very slowly with my finger, watching his face for any signs of pain or discomfort. There was no indication of any problem so I picked up the pace a little, twisting my finger slowly as I pushed and pulled it from his hot channel. I pulled my finger out and joined it with my middle finger. Twisting slowly at the same time I was pushing the two fingers in, I felt his body tense slightly and stopped. "It's okay," he said "it was just nerves I think. Your fingers feel really good." I fucked his ass slowly with two fingers for a couple of minutes before adding a third one. There was no resistance at all with three fingers so I began to widen the circle of my twisting to push more against his anal ring. Jeremy must have been feeling some control over the process because a couple of times I felt his hole clamp down on my fingers, only to loosen back up immediately. The smile on his face was acknowledgement of my thoughts and I knew it was time for some serious fucking. I pulled my fingers from his ass, picked up the lube and spread some more around and inside his hole. I poured a generous dollop on my hand and spread it all the way around and down my dick to my pubes. I left some extra around the head of my dick to make the entry easier, and wedged my cock head at his hole, pushing only enough to make sure it was centered correctly. "Take a hit of poppers with each nostril this time, expelling the first one before taking the second" I told him. I could tell the rush was fully upon him because I felt his pucker loosen around my cock head, almost inviting me inside. I pushed slightly with my dick and slid into him until the head of my cock was just inside and his ass ring had closed tightly around the ridge. I saw no signs of discomfort from him so I continued to slide my cock slowly inside his hot tunnel. Jeremy was still rushing from the poppers as I watched inch after inch of my cock disappear into his hole until I felt his ass press against my pubes. I was fully seated inside his hot flesh and I was itching to feel his ass walls caress my cock head and shaft. "Are you alright?" I asked. "Yeah," he sighed, "I just feel so full, but it doesn't hurt or anything." "Great" I replied, "And now I want to make you feel really good." Still on my knees, I straightened my body while I pulled his ass up with me, his hole gripping my cock. I held his ankles with both hands, spreading his legs wider to give me a better view of our connection. Slowly, I slid my cock half way out of his ass, then slowly back in. With each stroke, I was pulling a little more out of his hole before sliding slowly back in. After a few minutes of the slow fucking, I was able to pull my cock head out of his hole and slide my dick back in to the hilt with complete ease. I loved the feeling of long-dicking Jeremy, the walls of his ass making love to my cock. I knew how much I liked the feeling in my ass when Dad fucked me like this, so I was giving the same attention to my best buddy. After a while, I started to pick up the pace of my strokes, and Jeremy was urging me on, the look of pure lust sweeping across his face each time I sunk the full length of my cock into his ass. He was really digging this and that was all the encouragement I needed to really start fucking him. I gyrated my hips to work my cock around and around his hole, stretching it further and making him grunt with each stroke. I was really getting a rhythm going when Jeremy gasped "Oh shit, your Dad!" I looked over at the French doors leading inside to the kitchen area, and there was my father, standing against the door, watching me fuck Jeremy on the lounger. I have no idea how long he had been standing there, but his enormous dick was fully hard and a big, wet spot was growing on the material of his gym shorts. I knew he wasn't angry because a nasty, little smile I knew quite well was on his face and one hand was twisting a nipple beneath his tank top. He saw that we knew he was there, so he began walking towards us, pulling his tank top over his head. When he got next to the lounger, he pulled off his shoes and shorts, letting his huge cock bounce over Jeremy's face. "Suck my man balls, boy" he growled to Jeremy and slowly lowered his body until they were resting on Jeremy's lips. Jeremy had to move his hands to help get one of Dad's balls into his mouth and I watched as he worked it around his mouth with his tongue. "Keep fucking him, Jake, I want him open for some big, daddy dick." Dad leaned over and planted his mouth on mine, his hands finding my nipples, squeezing and pinching them the way I like. Our tongues swirled against each other hungrily, shocks of pain shooting from my nipples directly to my cock. I started my strokes again, pumping Jeremy's ass with hard thrusts, Jeremy's groans muffled by my Dad's balls. Dad's dick was dripping precum on Jeremy's chest and he scooped some up, rubbing it along the full length of his cock. The scene before me was fueling my lust and I started to feel the cum moving up, out of my balls towards release. Dad could tell I was getting ready to shoot, so he increased the pressure on my nipples, driving me to fuck Jeremy harder and harder. The hot ass wrapped around my dick was milking my balls for their fluids and before I knew it, I could feel hot cum spewing out of my cock head, the sensations spasming through my body, a howl escaping my lips. I could still feel cum pouring from my cock as I continued to fuck the hot ass below me, determined to get every drop from my balls into his body. As my orgasm slowed, I pulled my dick out of Jeremy and sat back on my feet, panting in near exhaustion. Dad, however, was not going to give me a chance to calm down after my explosion. "Jake, your Daddy needs to sink this monster into a hot ass, and this boy sucking my balls looks like the perfect candidate." I got up from the lounger, my legs quivering and unsure they would hold me. Dad pulled his balls from Jeremy's mouth and came around to take my place. He picked up the lube bottle and poured a thick line directly on his cock. His right hand smeared the slippery fluid from head to balls while his left hand was spreading Jeremy's ass to expose his dilated hole. "You'd better take a big hit of poppers, boy, because I'm needing to fuck your ass in the worst way." Jeremy had a slight look of fear on his face, but he knew well enough to do as he was told. There was a big, hairy, muscle-stud man with a huge cock pointed at his ass, and he knew it was going to be way up inside him in a short amount of time. Jeremy took four deep breaths, exhaling between each one and holding the last one deep in his lungs. I could see his asshole opening and closing slightly in anticipation until Dad's cock head hid it from my sight. In one quick movement, Dad buried the entire length of his monster cock in Jeremy's ass. The wind was knocked out of Jeremy's lungs but Dad didn't wait a second before he started really pounding his ass. Every time Dad plunged deep into Jeremy's bowels, the smacking of his skin and balls against the ass beneath him was loud enough to hear from a distance. Jeremy had his legs wrapped around Dad's waist and I could tell he was moving them in such a way as to pull Dad deeper. He was moaning loudly beneath my father, begging him to fuck him harder. I didn't see how that was possible, but I could tell Dad was giving it his best try. Dad's pile driving must have been scraping Jeremy's prostate with each plunge because I recognized the sounds Jeremy makes when he's getting ready to cum. Jeremy's hands were laced around Dad's neck as Dad watched his own dick battering the boy's hot ass. Dad was fucking the cum out of Jeremy and soon I heard the familiar grunts and cries of my buddy in heat, cum pumping from his dick onto his and Dad's chest. Seeing Jeremy cum was all Dad needed to release the brakes on his own orgasm, and after several more punishing thrusts, he plunged all the way into Jeremy's ass, growled, and started the jerking motions he makes when cumming. After a few moments to let the waves of orgasm finish washing over him, Dad pulled out of Jeremy, went to the spa, and used the hose to rinse himself off. Jeremy was laying on the lounger, hands over his head, cum leaking from his ass, completely exhausted from the fierce fucking. I went over, sat beside him, and stroked his body with my hands, spreading the cum around his chest. I leaned over and kissed him gently, watching for his eyes to open and look at me. When he finally opened his eyes, he looked at me and said one word "Awesome." I knew at that moment his experience this afternoon had been a great one. When I was finally able to get him to sit up, I pulled him to his feet and dragged him upstairs for a shower and a nap.
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I couldn't live in a better place! South Texas is full of hot bodied, hot blooded, horny Latinos. I'm usually not put off by anyone but, when I see a really hot Hispanic guy and I start checking him out and he responds to my advances, my blood begins to boil and my cock gets hard and starts dripping. When I'm at the local dance club and my target and I start dancing I let him know right away that I want him. I will do just about anything to get into the pants of these guys. Last night I hit on this youngish looking dark haired hunk and he responded that he was interested too. We danced for about an hour and then he whispered in my ear that he was to hot to stay and dance any more, If I knew what he meant, (nudge, nudge, wink, wink). I invited him back to my place, but he had other plans. I followed him to the outskirts of town and then down a country road when we came to the gate of a small Ranch. He opened the age by remote and when I pulled my car through he closed the gate. We drove about a mile off the road to a small well kept house. He pulled up in front and jumped out and motioned for me to follow suit. I parked and got out and he immediately grabbed me and kissed me hard on the lips for about five minutes. His hands were all over my body and down in my pants grabbing my already dripping cock. Finally he took me by the hands and led my around behind the house and to my amazement there was another young hot looking guy sitting on the deck completely naked. I was worried I was being set up be my dance club buddy assured me that he and his brother just loved having a playmate. Well I'm not one to pass up any chance at sex with a hot guy, let alone two. Nick (dance buddy) and I both got naked fast. Mark stood up and offered us the joint that he was smoking. Nick and I took several hits and then passed it back to Mark who then passed each of us an ice cold beer. On the other side of the deck there was what appeared to be a King sized mattress. Mark led me over and had me sit down on the edge and he fed me his hot hard cock. I sucked on it like a starving man. This young 8 inch cock was working down my throat and I could not believe that I didn't gag. Just as I thought I was going to be rewarded with a mouth full of come he backed away and swore. He told Nick that I nearly sucked his toenails off from the inside out. Nick crawled up on the bed and I rolled over until I was between his legs. I attacked his cock and he was thicker but just about as long as Mark. I dove down as far as I could and sucked in as much as possible. Meanwhile, Mark had gotten behind me and was licking and sucking on my asshole and this was driving me nuts. It causes me to go into hyper-drive when ever someone plays with my ass. I was sucking on Nick and he was beginning to moan and groan and about that time Mark lifted my hips up off the bed and slid his cock right up to the hilt in my ass. That had never happened before. He had loosened me up so well that I just took all 8 inches without any trouble. So here I am. Paradise. One hot Latin cock in my mouth and another crammed up my ass and pounding me like there was no tomorrow. Nick really started fucking my face and with brother Mark hammering my ass something had to give. Nick screamed and started coming, he gushed come about 6 or 7 times and I swallowed just as fast as I could. Mark on the other end was grunting and when I had swallowed the last of Nick then I had time to concentrate on the feeling in my ass. I clenched my ass muscle and Mark let out yelp like a cowboy ridding hear and the launched this huge load of come into my bowels. I could feel the first couple of squirts like they were boiling water. Then he collapsed onto my back and slid out of me and onto the bed. But we were not done. I had not come and so Nick rolled Mark over and then reached behind me and grabbed a bunch of the come that was leaking out of my ass. He lubed up Marks ass and then my rock hard cock. I didn't need any further encouragement I mounted this great ass and slid right in. Since I was already on the verge a couple of times I didn't need many deep thrusts before I could feel my come starting to boil up. Nick squatted down on top of the bed and shouted encouragement as I really started to hammer Marks ass. He was like a cheer leader, chanting come, come, come. Th at was it. I unloaded about ten big squirts of come into this hot horny young ass and he just laughed and said how great it felt get fucked. Well, we spend the rest of the night on the King-sized mattress out there on the deck, and we played with each other and we fucked and sucked some more and when the sun started coming up and it was getting warm we walked out behind the big barn and took a shower under the well pump. They have invited me to come back again real soon, I think that I will as often as possible.
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Wednesday night that week I stayed over with Dad and Bob. I got there early and was fixing dinner when Bob arrived. Before I left for England he'd gotten used to me wearing an apron or nothing at all when I cooked, but apparently seeing my bare butt sticking out of the apron caught him by surprise and then struck him as funny because he started to laugh as soon as he came through the kitchen door. "Hello to you too," I told him. "It just looked funny with your butt sticking out like that," he said as he came over and kissed me on the cheek. The kiss wasn't something he'd been doing before I left. "To tell the truth, I know what you mean. I used to laugh at Dad for the same thing so one Christmas I got him a transparent apron. That was really funny looking with his dick mashed up against the plastic like a nose pressed against a window." "So you gave him that, huh?" "Yeah. I don't know what happened to it, though. I couldn't find it anywhere." "We kinda wrecked it." "You did?" I asked, turning to face him again. "How come?" "Well, I got to kidding him about it. You know, about the way his dick looked all mashed up against it like you said. Then I got to wondering what it would look like if he was hard so I started doing stuff to him that would give him a hardon. It worked. His dick looked even funnier sticking up his belly and all mashed against the apron. I laughed at him and was pointing at it and we got to horsing around. By the time we were done the apron was sort of wrecked. Sorry." "No problem. I got my money's worth out of it seeing his face when he opened the box in front of the family that Christmas and then again when he wore it for the first time. After that it was only a way of keeping grease from popping out of the frying pan and onto his dick. I'm glad it gave you two a hot time." "Oh, it did. Honest!" he said with a smile on his face. "So do we get to hear about the parts of your summer that you didn't put in your letters?" I gave him an evil grin. "Try and stop me from telling you." So I started telling them over dinner. I got hard from remembering what I'd done and they got hard from hearing me talk about it. I was surprised by how much sex I'd had and how many people I'd had it with because I really hadn't thought about it before in a way that let me count it up like that. We were a funny sight as we cleared the table and did the dishes, me with my hardon sticking straight up my belly and the two of them with theirs sticking out at a forty-five degree angle. I got brushed by both of them several times before the kitchen was cleaned up. It took an effort for me not to reach for one of them when that happened. After dinner we all got cleaned up and sat in the living room to talk more about the summer. I'd figured they were tired of hearing about it by then and I would have gone on to talk about something else or just watched tv, but they kept asking questions, particularly questions about how the sex had happened. I had to admit I'd gotten used to it by the time I left, but at first it wasn't like that. People I'd just met took it for granted we'd be having sex and brought the subject up casually in conversation as the afternoon or evening went on. It was awkward at first even though Sands was there, and it was especially awkward when the two boy-girl couples broke up into a girl couple and a boy couple because there was no effort at seduction like Angus had put out to get me in the mood. Instead it was a fairly mechanical stripping naked and getting right at it. Of course I got into it once we started. It was the starting that felt strange. "I always think the sex is better if you have some feeling for the person," Dad said. "I'm not talking about love. You could just like them. But something." "I feel that way too," Bob said with a smile, dropping his hand onto my dad's thigh and squeezing it. "Maybe that was the problem I was having," I told them. "I could do it with no trouble. I mean, I got hard and all. And I came just fine. But it wasn't as great as doing it with people I knew better. I guess I really mean people I liked because I've never done it with somebody I knew but didn't like. It's confusing." "Sex is always confusing even at the best of times," my dad said. "No lie!" Bob added with a snort. I got to thinking about the people I'd had sex with that I didn't know very well, like Brad and the guys in the steam room and even Uncle Bill. With some of them I didn't know them well at all. Not enough to like them or even not to like them. All I knew about them was they had hard dicks or hot wet mouths or both. And I'd had fun with all of them. Well, all except for the last time in the steam room. That certainly wasn't great. And by then I'd pretty much decided I'd just as soon pass on doing it with those guys. But I didn't think that was just because of what had happened. I think I'd already had enough of doing it with them and what happened just made me recognize it. I guess in the end I decided sex with somebody new was hot and exciting for a while but sex with somebody I liked was always going to be better. "So Angus thinks you'd be a good addition to their family?" Dad asked. "That's what he said. It sure surprised me." "How do you feel about Sands joining your family?" I thought about just answering what he asked me and then I decided to be honest about it. "Well, to tell you the truth, I'd want them both if I was thinking about that. I mean both Bar and Sands. I don't know that I feel any different about one than I do the other." "Talk about complicating your life!" Bob said. "But what do you feel?" Dad asked me. "Do you feel strongly about them or do you just like them? Are you in love with them?" I thought about it and then I said, "Is it a cop out to say I don't know what it feels like to be in love?" "No. Not at all," Dad said. "But since you know that about yourself, you ought to think about what you're looking for that really has to be there in somebody before you might think you love them." "I do know some things it's not. I know for sure it's not sex. Not sex by itself anyhow." "You're lucky there," Bob said. "It's really easy to get the hots for somebody when you're your age and think that means you're in love." "I guess I've never wanted to have sex with anybody and then not been able to do it. Maybe that figures into it somewhere." "It probably does," my dad said. "Just like it does that you figured out you can get tired of having sex with somebody you don't really care about." "I would've sworn that couldn't happen! At least when I was younger I would have. But now I can see it." The two possibilities seemed like a puzzle. "You think maybe getting sex has been too easy so now I won't know when I'm in love because of that?" "No, I don't," Dad told me. "I think having had sex come easy to you means you won't mistake wanting sex with someone for being in love with them." "I guess I need to start thinking about what else I want in somebody besides great sex." "There's no big rush. Even if you think it's Sands and Bar you want, you don't want to jump into anything because you're afraid they'll get away or anything like that. And you can still fuck either or both of them while you're trying to make up your mind. That's quite a consolation prize." We watched tv for a while after that and then went to bed. My head had been spinning from our talk and also from jet lag, which I thought each day I'd gotten over only to have exhaustion drop on me like a heavy blanket in the evening. Bob helped me make up the sofa and I went to sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. When I woke up, it was dark and quiet. Usually I slept straight through the night, but my sleeping pattern hadn't been the same since I'd gotten home. I'd woken up during the night the night before as well. There was no clock in the living room where I was sleeping, but it seemed late. I suppose that was because I felt like I'd been asleep for a long time. As I was trying to get comfortable so I could go back to sleep, I decided I had to pee. I got up and started for the bathroom, which was through Dad and Bob's bedroom. I realized I was a little dopey but I didn't want to make the effort to wake up completely since I thought I'd go straight back to sleep when I got back in bed. When I got to their door, I opened it quietly because I knew Bob was a light sleeper. I didn't exactly tip-toe across their room, but I did try not to make any noise. As I got to the middle of the room, I realized Bob was sitting up with his back toward me. I stopped to try to figure out what I was seeing. Then it suddenly became clear what was going on. Bob was straddling my dad and the chances were my dad's dick was buried inside Bob's asshole. They were fucking. I started moving and was inside the bathroom with the door closed a few seconds later. At first I was embarrassed about having walked in on them, but I decided there was nothing I could do about it and there was a chance they hadn't even noticed me. I went ahead and peed and flushed the toilet. That's when it occurred to me I would have to go back through their room to get to my bed. I sat on the toilet for a while and thought about what I could do. At first I thought if I waited long enough, they would have time to finish and I could pretend I hadn't seen anything, which I actually hadn't anyhow. I would just go back to the living room and go to sleep. I realized almost right away it would only work if they hadn't noticed me coming through in the first place. That seemed pretty unlikely to me. I tried several other scenarios in my mind, all less likely than the first one I'd thought of. So finally I opened the door quietly and started quickly across their bedroom to the door. I tried not to look at the bed and was half way to the door when my dad said, "Hold on a second, Mike." I stopped moving and turned my head to look at them. Bob was lying beside my dad. "I'm really sorry," I told them, trying to explain I'd thought it was the middle of the night and they'd be asleep. "Well, it's early," Dad said. "I don't think we've been in bed even a half an hour yet." "I'm really sorry," I said again. "Bob and I had a little talk while you were in the bathroom. Why don't you come get in with us instead of going back to the sofa? I mean if you want to." My dick understood before my brain did, standing straight up my belly. "You sure?" I asked. "We're sure," Bob said as he sat up in the bed and wiggled down toward the foot. He patted a place between himself and my dad. I went over to the bed and slid in, sitting where Bob had indicated. I was nervous and excited at the same time. Now that I was closer I could see they were both hard and my dad's dick was shiny with lube. I felt awkward. If it had been just my dad and me, I would have known what to do right away. But Bob being there complicated things. It wasn't that Bob wasn't hot looking because he was. I even sort of came on to him once in the hot tub when we'd first met him. But now everything was different. I didn't know what I should do. And I had a real sense of wanting to be sure I didn't do anything wrong. While I was hesitating, my dad reached up and started to pull my head down towards his face. I think I resisted at first because I was unsure of what to do. Then I felt the pressure on the back of my neck ease up and I knew my dad was taking his hand away. This had all happened in a few seconds, but I figured out right away that my resisting was the same as telling him I didn't want to do what he was giving me the chance to do. That wasn't what I meant at all. I leaned over immediately and kissed him on the mouth. I felt his lips open under mine and his hand touch the back of my head again. I slid my tongue into his mouth. I was so excited I could barely stand it. My dick began to hurt as it swelled to its maximum fullness. As I put my hand onto my dad's chest and ran my fingers through the silky hair, I felt Bob's hands touch my leg and then slide upwards over my thigh and onto my back and belly. I wanted him to know I wasn't excluding him so I finished the kiss with my dad and sat up, putting a hand behind Bob's head and pulling him toward me. He was ready to be kissed, opening his mouth as soon as my lips touched his. Our tongues met in the middle as they started out in search of each other. At the same time I felt my dad's hand slide up my back and his lips press themselves against me near the top of my crack. Bob was also still rubbing my back and belly. My dick continued to throb painfully. Somehow I was managing to pay attention to it all. I didn't want to miss a thing. It was something I never imagined happening. The three of us moved around against each other until we were completely intertwined. Bob's dick left a trail of precum along my thigh and my dad's dick rubbed against my knee smearing on a coating of lube and precum. We hugged and kissed and licked and sucked on whatever was near us as our six arms pulled us together and our six hands searched for something to caress. We even shared a few sloppy three-way kisses with lips mashed together and tongues licking whatever they could reach. Since I'd ended up in the middle between them, I began to work my way downwards, licking on Bob's chest and sucking his nipples as I moved. I could feel my dad's dick sliding up my back and leaving a trail of precum and whatever lube was left. I grasped Bob's hard dick and squeezed it. It felt good in my hand, solid and thick and just a little shorter than my own. I could feel the ridge where the head extended outward over the shaft. The skin was tight as if he'd been cut close the way I had. I used my thumb to rub his precum around the head. He moaned loudly as I did it and then even more loudly when I replaced my thumb with my mouth. As I licked and teased Bob's dick, I felt my dad's hands slide all over my body, caressing me and hugging me, until one of his hands found my dick and began to stroke it slowly. Dad kissed my neck and my shoulders as his other hand found my asshole and his finger began to circle it. I pushed back against it so he would know how badly I wanted it inside me. It went away, but a minute or so later it was back applying lube in an almost tickling circular motion. When he pushed it into me, it slid in easily. And then I felt his fingertip touch my prostate and I got the old familiar surge of pleasure. I continued to work my lips lower on Bob's dick until I had the head in my throat. Bob moaned and made other noises to encourage me as I sucked and massaged the head of his dick in my throat. At the same time I felt two fingers slide into me, stretching me slightly. They twisted and slid in and out, barely touching my prostate but still giving me pleasure. After a while I let Bob's dick slide out of my mouth so I could lick his balls. They were already pulled tight against him, but I managed to get them in my mouth and suck on them one at a time. As I was starting to move back up Bob's dick, Dad slid three fingers slowly into me. They were really stretching me, but he seemed to know just how far to go before the pain got bad. Most of what I felt was a stretching sensation rather than real pain. And just as he pushed them all the way in, I deep-throated Bob's dick and swallowed quickly several times. A minute or so later I felt Dad's fingers pull out of me and the head of his dick press against me. We were both lying on our sides with him behind me. I felt his hand press against my belly right over my pubic hair as his dick began to push into me. I pushed backwards hard and the head popped in. I felt my dad stop moving and wait but I couldn't stay still. I forced my mouth up and down Bob's dick as my asshole adjusted to the size of what was inside me. When I was ready for more, I pushed back against my dad. He began to push forward. His dick slid into me slowly until I felt his pubic hair press against my butt. He wrapped his hand around my dick and began to stroke it slowly while keeping his dick pressed deeply into me. Bob began to move around but didn't pull his dick from my mouth. Once he settled again, I realized he'd shifted to a position where he could suck my dick too. I continued to piston my mouth slowly on and off his dick as he licked mine and then began to take it into his mouth. He had gotten about half of it in when my dad began to slide his dick out of me very slowly. I held still and enjoyed the feel of lips sliding down my dick while a dick slid through the muscle of my asshole. By the time Dad was sliding his dick back into me, Bob was pulling his mouth off of my dick. They quickly established a rhythm where they alternated, one withdrawing as the other pressed forward. I fell in with the rhythm too, sliding my lips up and down Bob's dick in time with them. After a few minutes when I was rubbing my hands over Bob's butt and thighs, I slid my fingers across his asshole. When I felt the lube there, I remembered right away that they had been fucking when I'd come into their room. I began to circle his asshole with a finger. I could tell he was already loosened up from having my dad's dick inside him. I pushed my finger forward and it slid straight in as I searched for his prostate. As soon as I touched it, his dick pulsed and I tasted precum. I kept rubbing his prostate as I slid my lips up and down the length of his hard dick. He took hold of one of my butt cheeks and began to alternately squeeze and let up. When he suddenly squeezed me and didn't let go, I knew he was about to cum. I applied more pressure to his prostate and withdrew my mouth until I had only the head inside. I was licking the head as the first shot of cum shot out. His body went rigid as he came. His hips bucked forward slightly and his asshole squeezed my finger as each burst of cum went through his dick. I felt my dad press deeply into me and hold his dick there as I swallowed quickly to take in all of Bob's cum. I didn't know how much cum he usually produced or how recently he and my dad had had sex, but there seemed to be a lot. It could have been that what we were doing had made him particularly hot. It was certainly having that effect on me. When he finished, he pulled his dick from my mouth and let mine slide out of his. At the same time I felt my dad pull his dick completely out of me. I wondered what was happening when my dad rolled me onto my back, lifted up my legs, and pushed a folded pillow between my butt and the bed. In no time at all he was between my spread knees shoving his dick back into me in one fluid motion. Not only did it feel good all by itself as it glided into me, but I got an extra thrill as the head bumped over my prostate. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him tight against me. As he leaned forward I put my arms around him and pulled his chest against mine. We kissed each other, playing with each other's tongues as he pulled his dick slowly out until only the head was still inside. I knew what I was doing now. There was no need to hesitate. My dad must have felt the same way because we fell into a rhythm with each other so easily it could have been only a day since he'd last fucked me instead of the years it had actually been. On each downstroke the head of his dick rubbed across my prostate. On each upstroke I felt a light touch there that kept the pleasure from ending too quickly. A few minutes into the fuck Bob rolled against us, pressing his mouth against the sides of ours. We turned our heads slightly to include him in the kiss as I felt his hand move down my belly. When he grasped my dick I realized he had lubed his hand. I was afraid I'd cum too fast if he began to stroke me. I didn't want this too end too soon. But he held my dick lightly without moving his hand. My dick slid forward a short way through his hand each time my dad reached the bottom of his stroke and pulled back the same distance each time he withdrew. Because of the lube my dick was actually getting less stimulation than it had been when it was rubbing against my dad's belly lubricated only by his sweat. He continued to fuck me while Bob helped keep me from cumming so the pleasure built and built. Then I felt the unmistakable sensation that signaled the point of no return. I threw my head back and broke our three-way kiss as I gasped for breath. Both of them understood this was it for me. My dad began to fuck me faster and Bob tightened his hand around my dick. I came as hard as I ever had in my life. If I hadn't been pinned to the bed I couldn't have stayed still. I shot through Bob's hand all over my chest and belly and my dad's as well. And as I was coming to the end of my orgasm, I felt my dad's dick swell up as he held it tight inside me to shoot the first of his load. I opened my eyes to see him kissing Bob as he pumped his cum into me. When he was finished, he rolled off of me so I was between him and Bob. I kissed Bob as I shoved the pillow out from under me. Then the three of us lay intertwined as I felt my cum drying on my belly. Before I drifted off to sleep, I told them, "Sex really is better if you care about the people you're doing it with."
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I was on active duty at this Air Station and came upon this head across from the Post Office. Small indiscriminate building under a set of stairs. when entering you had to make an immediate left turn and then right, so it was perfect for glory hole action. There was 2 stalls with a glory hole between them and a urinal with a small peep hole from the one booth. The best adventure I had there was one Saturday morning, I went there around 0900. There was no one around then, but shortly another man came in. He entered the other booth and I looked through the glory hole, he was sitting there stroking a beautiful cock, at least 9" long and uncut and leaking pre-cum like he had just cum. I motioned for him to slide his cock through the hole and let me suck it. He stood and slid it through and I immediately went down on him. I deep throated it and he was really getting into it, moaning and encouraging me. and leaking precum like crazy. Just then the door opened and we had to sit back down. The new man went to the urinal but we didn't hear any pissing. I looked through and my buddy was looking through the peep hole and stroking his cock. The new guy came around the front of the stalls and was peering through the crack of my door. I laid back and stroked my 8" cut cock so he could see it. He was also stroking his cock. I unlocked my door and let him in. He looked to be about 19, 6', maybe 195, blond/blue, extremely hi and tight hair cut, definitely a Marine. He had his cock out and was stroking it. It looked to be a match for my buddy in the other booth. I immediately went down on it and was getting my throat thoroughly and royally fucked. I noticed that my buddy in the other booth was watching and getting off on watching. I motioned for him to join us (the booths were small but the one near the wall was private enough that someone cumming in wouldn't see who was in it). He came over and joined us. And was I ever shocked. The two guys were identical twins, both in the Marines, and I do mean identical. By the way, I had stripped down totally when I entered the head (Navy jargon for bathroom). So I told the two of them to strip down also. Saturday is quiet in the head. The head is not marked as a Men's room, so usually only interested MEN use it. They both stripped and there names were Jim and Jeff. Although which was which after the first minute of introduction, I lost track. One of them immediately went down on me and was doing a damn fine job of eatting my cock, I took the other ones cock down my throat and was in hog heaven. We switched on and off and were have a great old suck orgy among ourselves. I spun one them around and was in the process of eating out his sweet Marine ass, while he was sucking his brothers identical cock. I then stood up and lined my cock up on his asshole and was rubbing it all around his hole. I leaned over and kissed his brother and slowly inched my cock up his ass. Man he really almost bit his brothers cock at that time. But he sure was tight. he calmed down and really got into it. His brother came behind me and started eating me out. Paradise, fucking and getting eaten out at the same time. The next thing I knew, he stood and slid his cock up my ass, Now I don't get fucked very often, and he was HUNG. I probably imitated his brothers moans and groans, at least for the first couple of minutes till I got used to his Marine Cock. Then we got a good rythm going, and we were really pumping away at each others asses. I was getting closer than I wanted, but couldn't do anything about it other than go for it, we were barebacking it. I leaned in and told him I was ready to cum and asked whether I should pull out or not, and he just said "Fill me UP, fucker". I immediately began cumming up his tight Marine ASS, his brother could feel me cumming and he immediately began filling me up. Felt like I was shooting a load and getting it right back up my ass. Man I was in paradise, fucking and getting fucked and taking and giving a hot fucking load of cum. And I was the meat in the sandwich . And the mayonnaise was fucking great. We separated and I sat on the toilet to rest for a minute. The brother I was fucking turned around and he hadn't cum yet. So I took his big Marine cock down my throat and was going for the load of a century. His brother was eatting him out getting my load of cum from his ass. He grabbed my head and was ramming my throat like a pile driver. He rammed all the way in and almost drowned my when he came. At least 6 shots of cum, the sweetest cum I have ever tasted. I am sorry to say that is the only time I met with them, they were there on training, and were leaving the next week to return to their base. But what a Saturday that was.
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