My Journey

My Journey - Sequel One 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.

South of Phoenix, the Estrella Mountains raise up to about the 3,000-foot level. On the north slope, one of the city's earliest settlers had built a Spanish hacienda of mud block and cement stucco. They had built in a pool and surrounded it with living quarters. After their children had left and just the builder remained, he deeded the property to the local Boy Scout Council for a camping area. It gave a wonderful view of Phoenix spread out in the valley below, as far as the eye could see.

I was the Scoutmaster of a small scout troop, only 16 boys, but we all felt with some work, it would grow. My son had volunteered me for the job, just as he had volunteered me for Cubmaster. The boys were all eager, especially when it came to camping and they scheduled at least one camp a month. It was at the Pueblo camp-out that this story begins.

My son and his buddy Cory Brown were to tent together. On this outing, Cory could only spend Friday night with us and would return early Sunday morning to help clean up the site and take the hikes that were planned. My son John and I had scouted out the area the previous Saturday with the camp ranger, an American Indian. He suggested a particular site that gave a tremendous view of the valley day and night. He indicated to my son John, how the tents should be aligned around the Ramada.

For those that are not familiar with a Ramada, it is just a roof, supported by four columns. This one had a cement floor and was supplied with two sturdy picnic tables. Along one side was a stone counter space with a dropped cut out section to build your cooking fire in. It also had a water spigot on one side of the stonework. It was a nice setup that the scouting volunteers had done over the years.

Friday night we met at the school. Several of the parents showed up supplying the needed transportation, we reviewed details and distributed maps on how to reach the camping site. We drove the twenty minutes through the city and all arrive at the camp parking area. Some of the men helped carry the heavier camping equipment to the site. They also helped setting up the tents. As darkness settled on the mountain slope, the parents drifted off to the cars, saying they would return Sunday afternoon around 5:00 pm.

The scouts of course were by this time settled in and I suggested we gather some wood for a small campfire to enjoy some hot chocolate and discuss what we were going to do on Saturday. The boys set to work and I stood back to see how well they worked together. Not all sixteen boys were present and some patrol members from one patrol of eight, worked with the other patrol to accomplish the tasks. They were a good group of twelve and thirteen year olds.

We gathered around the campfire circle. I faced the boys across the fire, and they sat in a semi circle on the other side, their backs to the magnificent scene of the city lights. The patrol leaders each explained what their patrol was going to do the next day and the timetable. We started singing some peppy songs and the Camp Ranger joined us for a few of them. During one song, we heard the yowl of what I assumed to be one of the local coyotes. The Ranger got up and said he had leave, he told the boys to be sure to close and tie their tent flaps secure to keep out the coyotes, he laughed and walked off into the night.

The boys begged me to tell a story. They liked me telling the one about the Indian Thugees of India and of course its hero, Colonel Caruthers of British Intelligence. During the story, the fire burnt low, and the boys all had a glazed look in their eyes as they traveled the story in their minds. Directly across from me there was a space between two of the boys and I thought I saw something stir in the darkness behind them. Slowly a black and gray lobo wolf face appeared in the dim light of the campfire.

Without breaking the tone of my voice I told the boys, "Boys there is a visitor to our campfire and I want you all to remain motionless, don't talk and don't move." Several of the boys turned their heads and looked around and the wolf moved forward into the space between the two boys. He sniffed each boy and looked up at me, then slowly backed out and off into the night.

"Oh, my gawd, it was a coyote come to our campfire, Oh, my gawd! I was so fucking, sorry Mr. Laetus, scared I almost wet my pants. I felt his breath on my face." Brian was up and jumping up and down in place. He was that excited. The chatter and excitement abound. The Ranger walked up to our campfire. "Well, I guess you saw him! Our resident wolf! I'd heard him howl earlier and went out looking for him."

Chris overheard his conversation with me. "You went out looking for a WOLF! You didn't have any gun, he could have killed you....us...even, Oh my Gawd, my parents will freak out. I'll never be allowed to go camping again."

The Ranger was laughing, and he told the boys to calm down. He put some wood on the coals of the campfire and the flames flicked up giving more light. "If you will all sit down and be quiet, I'll tell you about our resident lobo and what he's doing around your camp this evening.'

The boys gathered around and settled down all leaning forward, eager to hear the story. During the story we heard the lobo's howl off the canyon walls behind us, and then down into the now quiet city below us. The ranger told us to listen to the barking dogs and we could make out where the wolf was traveling across the city looking for food scraps and marking his territory. He got up, stretched, and told the boys they had better get to bed, it was late and he was sure they had a lot planned for tomorrow.

He sat with me as we finished the last dregs of hot chocolate. He asked what tent I'd be sleeping in, and I told him I'd be sleeping under the Ramada on one of the tabletops. "Good that will keep you above the scorpions and other critters that roam in the night!" He chuckled, shook my hand and walked off into the night. I banked and covered the embers of our campfire with the sandy soil.

I cleared off a tabletop, spread out my foam mattress and bedroll. I sat and removed my boots, and stuffed my socks into the opening and placed them on the seat next to me. I slipped out of my jeans and briefs, rolled them up as a pillow and climbed up into my sleep sack. Sitting with my legs inside my bedroll, I removed my shirt and slid down naked into the sack. I was soon fast asleep, with the mountains night sounds playing the symphony of the west.

I awoke early the next morning aware that the cooking crew was up starting the charcoal fire for cooking. I smelt the last whiffs of our campfire as some of the boys blew up the banked coals and started the hot water for clean up. A couple of the scouts were trying to wash up at the spigot by the counter.

"Scouts, you need to go to the latrine and wash shack up the hill! You can't wash up at the kitchen sink. Now skedaddle, get a move on and let the cooks get breakfast ready." I slipped naked out of my bedroll and sat down on it, pulling on my briefs and jeans. I was aware of the dead silence, then my son's voice saying, "Oh, he always sleeps naked since I know'd him." The sounds returned and things returned to what would be a normal volume for this age group. As I walked up to the wash shack, I was glad I kept working out and in shape. I smiled as I overheard some of their conversations, "Hey, did you get a gander at the banana hanging 'tween his legs? Wow, John must be hung too, if his dad has that much!" "Naw, I saw John's, its like a pink pencil with hair on the top!" snickers and laughter. "Oh, you fuckers, knock it off and get breakfast ready, he'll hear you!"

After breakfast cleanup, the scouts dispersed in every direction. I don't think any canyon or alcove in the escarpment behind up was left unexplored. The scouts were drifting into the campsite with bits and pieces of treasures and keepsakes they had found in their explorations. I was amazed at how they all seemed to assemble at noon for lunch. I had volunteered to prepare lunch, to give them more time to explore. I had laid out the lunch meats, cheeses, lettuce, slices of tomato, pickles, condiments, and of course, loaves of bread. Did you know you can get ten sandwiches from a loaf? I'd made up gallons of 'bug juice' a flavored trail drink I had discovered while trekking the mountains of New Mexico.

Needless to say, it was devoured in seconds and the boys disappeared in a flash, thanking me as they ran off to only they knew where. John and his tent mate Cory Brown drifted back into camp, and Cory picked up his pack and bedroll and they walked to the parking lot where Cory's father picked him up and they drove off.

John came back to the Ramada and sat down next to me. He looked at me and asked, "Dad, you want to bunk with me tonight? Cory's gone and his place is available, if you want, that is."

"Hey that's a good idea John, I don't especially like to be exposed naked to the guys. Did that bother you this morning?" I put my arm around his shoulder and pulled him into me.

"Naw, it doesn't bother me, I've grown up with it. Did you know some guys have never seen their Dads naked, let alone shower with them? I guess I've been lucky, huh?" He hugged me tight and went off to join his buddies in their quest for adventure. While he was gone, I moved my sleeping gear and pack into his tent. I noticed that he had not rolled up his sleeping bag, or aired out his jams. Well, I thought, he'll learn an object lesson tonight when he slides into a damp cold sleeping bag.

The cook crew came into camp and started prepping the evening meal. They were a good bunch and had taken my direction to heart. They were all becoming skilled campers and close friends. They all lived in the same neighborhood, went to the same school, played on the same soccer teams, and had their special buddy to pal around with and go places. It was time I planned interaction with other troops and stretch their existing skills a bit and hone their interest areas. It was time to start planning the big summer camp event.

I broached the subject that night at the campfire and threw out some suggestions for them to think about over the coming weeks and to discuss at their patrol meetings. I explained that they would need to start saving funds, and gathering equipment, convincing parents that they could function on their own for a whole week with out parents. That was all it took, their eyes glowed and they eagerly chattered and yelped and traded thoughts and places. I just sat back and smiled to myself, hoping that parent would lend the needed support to make the venture possible, whatever place they decided to journey too.

The evening campfire died down and the boys drifted off in pairs to their tents. Quiet descended over us and the night sounds could be heard. A Scorpion skittered across the concrete floor of the Ramada. The crickets chorus rose, night birds tweeter added accents, the wood and earth smells rose, the chill started creeping into the air. The world here was at peace. I sat on the tabletop and stared at the city lights twinkling below, the dogs bark travel across the valley. I finished my tea, just as John joined me. He sat next to me and told me, "It's time to sack out, Dad. Come on to bed." We walked to his tent, I watched and held the tent flap as his lithe trim body went in. He was developing into quite a lad. I crawled in behind him and started stripping. I rolled out by sleep sack, and crawled inside. It was nice and dry. I laid and watched my son strip and pull on his damp pajamas. I smiled to myself as he slid into the damp bedroll.

"Did you check for critters before you slid into your bedroll?? He jerked his feet out quickly, then threw back the top and inspected for unwanted visitors. Finding none, he smiled at me and pulled the top over himself. "Night, Pop!" and we drifted off to sleep.

I awoke with John shaking me. "Dad, I'm cold, can I crawl in with you? I'm really cold and shivering."

"Hmm, yeah, take off those pajamas and slid in next to me." He quickly stripped off the jamas and threw them onto his bedroll. I held the flap of my sack open and he slid in front of me, pulling the flap closed around him. "Oh, gawd, I am so cold," and he snuggled his cold body back into me. I had folded one arm under my head and was laying on my side. He pushed his butt right in tight into my crotch, and my left arm came down around his stomach. He kept wiggling his butt into my crotch and my rising cock soon slipped between his legs just below his ass cheeks. He seemed satisfied, then grabbed my hand and pushed it down to his hardened penis. I automatically grasped it and he let out a satisfied sigh. "Oh boy, I thought I'd freeze it off, your hand is so warm Dad, thanks for letting me sleep in with you." \

"Hmmm, yeah! Are you settled in?" I inhaled the scent of his boyhood hair resting just below my chin. I felt his body relax as he absorbed warmth from my body. The shivering stopped and he was drifting off into sleep. His arm slipped back to pull my hips closer to him. His hand caressed my bare ass cheek. We drifted off to sleep.

I was aware of John's butt slapping my stomach. I awoke fully to realize my left hand still surrounded his boy penis and he was humping my fist. I was also aware that I had boned up during the night and my cock was riding between his thighs and under his ass cheeks. Man, it felt good, but I realized I was in trouble.

I mumbled sleepily, "Feel good, son?" He continued his thrusts into my fist. I relaxed and tightened my grip sending more sensations into him. His butt was keeping a steady rhythm on my extended cock.

"Oh, yeah! This feels real good, don't stop till I come!" He speeded up his thrusting.

"What, what did you say?" I was aghast. Did I just hear my son ask me to bring him off, to give him an orgasm?

"Don't let go, I'm almost ready. Shit Dad this is so cool, squeeze tighter, jack me!" He moaned. I flipped back the bag top just as he climaxed, spurting his thin boy juice out of the sleeping bag, pulling his ass and thighs off my cock and he thrust his hips up and forward. Then I realized my fist was milking the last of his honey.

He sat up and looked down at me. "That was so kewl, really satisfying, Dad. Thanks! Hey, look I got sticky stuff between my legs." His hand wiped some up and brought it to his face, he experimentally licked at it with his tongue. "Tastes a little salty, yet sweet. Not bad." He was staring at my obvious inflated prick, and it was dripping lubricating cum from the slit. His finger shot forward and wiped some from the tip. It went right from there to his mouth and he sucked on it. My cock got harder. I realized my son was sexually turning me on.

I decided to become clinical, and told him, "that my boy, is lubricating fluid produced from the cowper's gland located just below your prostate. Some call it a mucus or pre cum fluid, honey, man juice, spoonge, and some other names I'm not familiar with. It's designed to ease intercourse between a man and women when they have sex to procreate. I think it is time I gave you a book to read, "Sex and the Single Man" by Dr. Albert Ellis. It will answer some of your questions and give you some ideas on how to conduct yourself."

John looked at me. He was smiling. "Well, I guess you know now that I've been experimenting with sex, so I guess I might as well tell you everything. Cory and me, well we just started talking about girls and what we'd like to do and well, we got boners and then decided to beat our meat like the older guys kidded us about. It felt real good and I felt better afterward, all relaxed and stuff. So did Cory. Well, we got together a couple of times later. Cory suggested we get naked and do it. So we did and it was better, especially when Cory reached over and skinned his hand up and down my boner. I did it to him and then just gripped his with my fist and jacked him. He shot all over us. Then he grabbed my dick and fisted me real good and I got this tremendous feeling and I shot my jism on us."

"I'm glad you're telling me this. It's natural for two guys to experiment that way. There is nothing wrong with you doing it. And Cory is quite a hunk, and a buddy. Right?" I smiled down at my teenager. Yeah, he was coming of age. I could see it in his body, his muscularity developing, his interests going everywhere, his experimenting. My boy was becoming a man.

"Dad," he looked into my eyes, "some day I want to experiment with you. I heard something about "gay" guys and what they do. Will you show me?"

"Yeah, I will! I'd be proud to do it when you are ready, you know, older. I want you to promise me you will talk to me first before you go and try that. There is a lot that you need to know and I want to be the one to tell you about it. Now promise, promise me you and Cory won't go any farther that jerking off together." I looked at him sharply, waiting for him to answer. Up to now, I knew I could trust him to keep his promise. I felt secure that he would keep anything he promised. We were very open to each other and we discussed just about anything he came up with. It was a mutual trust that developed between us.

"Yeah, I promise. I just heard these wild rumors about what guys were doing in high school, like in the showers after practice or after a game." I grabbed for him and pulled him close. I knew what he was talking about, I'd learned about it myself, but later than fourteen. Hell, I was naïve and seventeen before someone, that someone being Ken, took mercy on me and introduced me to the world of mansex. Here was my son, my treasure, all eager at fourteen wanting to know about it.

John cleaned up his "accident" as he called it and we prepared for Saturday's events. The subject was dropped and forgotten by me. It became obvious two years later, that John and Cory hadn't forgotten.

John was now sixteen. Through his activities in sports, soccer, wrestling, track, he had developed quite an impressive physique. He had reached his adult height of 6 foot 2 inches and packed a solid 175# on his muscular trim body. He'd taken to getting his hair trimmed close on the sides (after years of it hanging down to his shoulders) and short on top. Yeah, I lusted for my own son.

I'd just come home from work. I came out of the bedroom dressed in just shorts and a baggy t-shirt. John was standing in the hallway. He held his soaked t-shirt in hand, his chest covered in beads of sweat. He had just come in from a game of basketball next door with Chancy. He was the vision of hunk masculinity and the body aroma rising from his hot body assailed my nostrils and I took in a deep breath of it. I felt my cock stir in my loose shorts. "Hi kiddo, just get in?"

"Yeah, Chancy and I played a game of one-on-one basketball, I whipped his ass, good! Say, pops, you remember when we were on that camping trip at the old Pueblo and I mentioned that I wanted to know what "gay" guys did? You told me to come to you before I did anything about it. Well, its time, I'm ready and want to, need to, know about what they do. Mom and Amanda are out of town this weekend and it seemed to me like a good time to do it." Pulling off his shorts over one foot, then dropping them to his ankles he looked at me. He was wearing his tight jock strap and socks rolled down over his tennis shoes. He bent down to pick up his shorts and t-shirt from the floor. As he did this, I was given the full shot of his teen ass cheeks spread exposing a beautiful pink pucker.

I took a deep gasp of air and said, "Yeah, I remember! What brought this on now? Are you mixing with some gay guys? Are you considering being gay?" I stared as he removed his jock strap, his burgeoning cock filling out in front of me. He smiled at me and fondled his nut sack.

"Well, Cory wants to take our jerk sessions to the next level, whatever the hell that means. I don't know what he is talking about, and since I'm not sure, I want to know all there is to know and I want you to show me what guys do together. I got the feeling you haven't told me a lot, but you know more than you are telling me. Cory's talking about blowjobs and rimming. I get the idea of what fucking is all about. I just thought the time is right, you game?"

"When do you want to do this?" I mentally closed my mouth and stopped drooling. I had my hand under my t-shirt rubbing my chest as I stood looking at him. He had just started to develop a thin sprinkling of golden blond hair on his chest, arms, and legs. Since I was fairly hairless on the chest and body, his mother and I wondered from where in the family this hairiness came from.

"Now's a good time!" He grinned at me.

"Where do you want to do it?" I smiled back at him.

"The bathroom, your bathroom on the floor!" He started walking to me, as I turned to walk back into my bedroom. I removed my shorts and tee and tossed them on the bed. I lay down on the plush carpet of our bath and waited for John's next move.

He walked in over my body, straddling me. Looking down he told me he wanted to try this 69 bit. He knelt down, his knees at my side, his wonderfully formed ass in my face. He rested on his arms and elbows as he studied my crotch area. I looked up at his swollen manhood, held hard and tight against his stomach, his pink hairless nut sack hanging down, his pink pucker winking at me from this taught stretched ass cheeks. Oh, shit, did the memories flood back. I hadn't done this in years.

"I know I'm expected to suck on Cory's cock, but I don't know what he's going to be doing. You got any ideas?" I felt his hands pull my thighs outward and his hot breath on my growing stem. I felt the tentative wet tip of his tongue graze my hard cock stalk. It was quick and fleeting.

"Well, son, Cory could to something like this." My hands reached up to his hips pulling my head up to where my tongue could lick at his pink rosebud. I flicked my tongue over it like a butterfly and felt him shiver because of it. I licked upward over his anus, and around his ass cheeks, noticing he was beginning to grow some hair there.

"Or, he might do this," and I sucked on his tight nut sack. He let out a wild moan and, "Oh fuck that is good, oh yeah, I'd like him to do that." I continued to lick his sack and suck on it. He let out some choice expletives declaring his liking what I did to him. I released my grasp on his hips and lowered my head back down on the carpet.

"Or he might try this," and my hand reached up to grasp and pull down his hard swollen prick to my mouth so I could suck on his glans. I noted that the circumcision done at his birth had been done expertly. I felt no scar tissue or rim caused from the cutting. I admired its perfection as I licked and sucked on the glans.

"If that is what a blow job is, I don't think it's that terrific, good, but not all that I've been told it was! I noticed he had lowered himself so that his cock and balls were on my chest and his ass directly in front of my face. His thighs were tight against my chest side. "I like that first thing that Cory might do, can you do some more of that?"

"Son, that wasn't a blow job. You're not in the right position for that. I can do some more of what is called 'riming' to you, since you seem to like it and I like its taste so sweet and salty." My head went forward, tongue extended, my thumbs spreading his ass cheeks wider. I spit, licked, bit, and tongued his ass hole and ass cheeks. The smell of his sweaty ass urged me onward, as my mind thought back to when Ken told me that one day I'd enjoy doing it to a guy. John was moaning and swearing like a trooper. He was getting into it as much as I was. I curled my tongue into a tube and thrust it into the pucker. It slid inward as my lips pressed tight to his ass flesh. I sucked and pulled my tongue out, then thrust in. I was fucking my son's asshole with my tongue.

John was moaning a long litany of, "Oh, dad, oh, fuck, oh dad that feels so fucking good, oh man I got to get a lot of that, oh shit, suck my ass, lick my balls, fuck my ass with your hot tongue. Oh dad it feels so fucking good, ohhhh, moan" I felt hot liquid form between my pecs. His cock, pressed tight between my pecs was leaking pre cum profusely. I sucked on my index finder, got is wet with spit and pressed it into his anus, looking for his prostate, the male g spot. That got a loud, "Fuck, Yeah!" from John and he pushed his ass back onto my finger.

"John, son, get up so I can show you what a blow job is and how to do it. Let's go to my bed where we can play more comfortably." He stood like a shot, reached a hand down to help me get up from the floor. As I rose up, he grasp me in a tight hug and amazed me with his hot full lips pressed to my mouth, his tongue first licking side to side my lower lip, then his fat tongue forcing past my lips to fill my mouth and over power my tongue. I moaned and he broke off. "And where pray tell, did you learn to kiss like that?"

Grinning, showing me his thousand dollar white pearly teeth, his pink tongue slightly protruding, told me, "Cory and me been practicing for the girls, you know getting ready. I really like it. You and mom enjoy doing it, too!"

"Yeah we do that, but we don't kiss like you do! That was spectacular. That was super special, now let's get onto the bed and I'll demonstrate what a real blowjob is suppose to feel like. He proceeded to crawl up onto the bed and lay out in the middle on his back. I crawled up next to his side and started running my hand up and down his chest and abs. Shit, he was really built nice. I cupped his pec and pinched and pulled his nipple up into a hard peak. "You and Cory do any of that? Its called tit play and it sends charges down to you manhood. You can also tease like this." I raised up to place my lips over his tit and then tried to suck it up into my mouth, then gently bit the hard nipple. I heard him take a deep breath through clenched teeth and his chest rose up off the bed. My free hands fingers were rolling the other nipple and plucking it as I sucked hard on the other tit. John writhed under me. I grinned to myself and rose off the tortured tit to bite and suck the one my fingers had played with.

"Oh, dad, I never thought my tits were all that sensitive, but you're playing them like the expert you are, it is such a fucking turn on." I just hummed and licked my way down the fine hair trail to his pubes and up onto his swollen hard man stalk. I slid my tongue on the hot surface up toward the head to capture and devour the bead of pre cum oozing out the slit. It tasted so good. My tongue tip flicked on that little tab of flesh that connected the glans to the massive flesh below. John's hips swiveled in passion. I cupped one hand under his nut sack and gripped firmly, my other hand slid over his stomach to lift his straining hard cock up to my mouth. I ran my wet tongue around the head, I wetly licked up and down the blood filled stalk, I lightly sucked, then kissed his shaft and ball sack, flicking wet licks back up to the swollen pink glans. My tongue continued wetting down his cock, I lightly nipped it with my teeth, then kissed and licked some more.

John was writhing and twisting, trying to get me to take his manhood deep into my mouth, down my throat. He was moaning and crying, whimpering in his pleasure as I toyed with his wonderful manhood. He was ready as my mouth slipped up and over the glans and sliding his cock over my tongue and into the back of my throat. I swallowed and gulped him down. He screamed his pleasure and his hands gripped each side of my head, his hips rising forcing more of himself into my throat and mouth. He climaxed and shot his boy cum right to my stomach. I pulled back against his applied hand force keeping me pressed to his groin. I was forced to place a hand on each hip and push myself off him. His cock left my mouth and I took a deep breath of air into my lungs. His tear filled eyes looked at me as I knelt beside him.

"Oh, Dad, that was so wonderful. I can't find the words right now to describe how I felt, but it sure felt the best I've ever felt. It was spectacular. If Cory can deliver like that, I'll be in heaven daily. When my cock was deep down and you started swallowing and humming, I just about shit! It was indescribable. I sure hope we can do that again, soon!"

I gazed at his pleasure filled face, knowing I'd really made him happy. "Uh, son, I've also got a problem here and I do need some help, if you'd just....."

"Oh yeah, sorry Pops" He rose up and slurped in my extended prick swallowing it deeply, just as I had shown him. I felt his tongue moving around pressing on my shaft against his upper palate. It felt so good and it had been so long since anyone had sucked my dick, and with those thought in mind I spilled my seed into my son's mouth and he swallowed it into his stomach. He pulled off my cock and licked up the sides and licked his lips. I looked down at him as he continued to express his love by kissing, sucking, gentle love bites to my cock and nut sack, licking, slurping on my still hard cock. I wound up begging him to stop. I lay down beside him. Our hands caressed perspiration covered chest and abs.

He finally broke the silent caressing and turned to me. "That was super Dad, I am very lucky to have a Dad willing and open enough to show me what its like, this mansex thing the guys laugh about in the locker room. Cory and me get confused with all the taunts given by the older jocks. They make remarks like, "kiss ass, suck my dick, fuck you, fuck me, and its all in jest isn't it?

"Most of the time son, but then you never really can tell what they are thinking. So you have to play it very careful. You remember what I told you about using those words and about swearing?" I turned my head toward him and waited while he formed up an intelligent answer.

"Well, yeah, you said that you and mom were educated, that I had learned a lot of the English language and that using those terms just showed how low on the social ladder they were at. I told Cory about the example of that kid using higher language on the baseball field, he really laughed at it.

I had told John of the college professor who was mollified when his sub teen son had expressed his anger at an especially bad play by a teammate calling him a "motherfucker!" The professor took his son into his study after the game and explained that well educated people didn't need to use those term to express themselves in public. That kind of language was delegated to the locker room and the local bar. Intelligent and educated people just didn't embarrass their parents and friends with they kind of language. His son agreed with his thinking and promised he would refrain from outburst in that kind of language. The professor felt he had made his point and things would be better.

At the next attended game, it went well until the ninth inning, when a baseman missed the ball and the opposing team won. He witnessed his son throw his glove to the field and yell at the offending baseman to "go have sexual intercourse with your birth mother, you cross between a mule and horse!" Later the boy commented to his professor father that it was much easier and gave more punch to say " you mother fucking, jackass!"

Well, son, I do know that the older you get and being in sports like you are, you are going to get horny a lot, and I do mean a lot! Sex can be one way of relieving the tension that the testosterone builds up in your body. I am going to confess something to you that I did a year older than you are now, and I want you to promise you don't repeat the story. Just between we men, right?" He nodded his agreement and I told him about my trip to Philmont Ranch in New Mexico. He listened spellbound to every word, asked pertinent question to clear up parts. So you can see how some jocks, do it in the showers after a game or workout. It nothing to be ashamed about, just one guy helping another get some relief. Now having said that, I want to caution you about some things. There are dominate guys and submissive guys and just ordinary guys who understand what's going on.

Some alpha dominate males like to hold power/authority over the more submissive males. You probably heard words like, faggot, cocksucker, slave or pussy boy. Well, those words are applied to submissive males who seek approval and acceptance from the dominant males. And those dominate males think that sex and doing embarrassing things to humiliate the submissive male is acceptable and desired. It's not! It exists, but its not accepted behavior in my book. It's cruel and inhumane and just covers up serious mental problems. With those guys, when they say those words, they seek domination. Stay away from them. They will ruin your life and the life of those they dominate. They use blackmail and coercion to get their way to cover their weakness and bend guys to their will.

Those others just spout those words to be macho. It's just said, then forgotten. Is that some help? I know it doesn't cover everything, but in time you'll figure out what they mean. Is there anything else you want to do or discuss?

"Yeah, I want to get fucked, you know get a hard cock up my ass. Some of the guys say it feels real good, others say it hurts like hell and is demeaning. I want to do it to find out for myself if what they say is the truth or just bull shit they are slinging. Dad, I want you to be the one to tap my virgin ass, I want you to take my cherry. You're the guy that created me, it's only right that you do me first. You up to it, will you do it?" He was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at his toes, wiggling them.

"Wow, that's quite a lot to ask me to do. I'm really flattered, but there is a lot to this, this fucking thing with another guy. First I have to ask you some questions, and I need straight answers. This might make you really uncomfortable, but I really need to ask them and get the answer before I do anything more. Okay?

"K, I think I understand, shoot, what do you want to know?" He was staring me eye to eye, looking deep into my eyes, his lips quivering slightly.

"I take it that what ever we do, you plan to show Cory?'

"Yeah, we're buds, we share everything. You know that!"

"How much do you like Cory, how do you think about him?"

"Dad, we're buds, tight buds, we have known each other for years, ever since we moved here, we are unseparable, where I am, so is Cory. We do everything together, we share our very thoughts with each other and we think alike on everything. You must know that, he's like the brother I never had. I, I, think I love him more than you and mom. If anything happened to Cory, I don't think I could go on without him. We are a part of each other.

"Okay, based on that I know how to proceed. This can be done with force and that hurts. It takes under standing, love, and care to do it right. The usual scenario is kissing, some tit play, making love to his cock, then just as he is ready to blow his wad, you slip down and lick around his nut sack, and after you get them all wet and slick, you slip under them and lick that hard raised ridge, it called the perineum, the area between his balls and sphincter. Oh, and some guys call it a pussy, like with a girl's virgina. Then work your way to rimming him a bit, then slip in your index finger, then your middle finger and, well, let me show you how it goes. Just lay back and do what I ask you to do."

"Sit on the edge of the bed, lay back and grab hold of your legs and pull them back to your chest."

"Yeah, I seen this in a porno film once." He laid back and immediately exposed his entire sexual apparatus to my hands and mouth.

"Son, if you seen this in a porno, why do you want me to show you? Wasn't that enough, and where did you get and see a gay porno film? No, don't tell me, it was at Cory's house." I knelt in front of his upheld legs and looked at him.

"Dad, I still don't know how it feels, I need to know if it will hurt if Cory and I do it. Now just fuck me, will you just get on with it?' His cock was already hard and his balls pulled up tight, so I figured he was stimulated enough that I could proceed loosing him up for my penetration of his virgin butt. I got up and retrieved the tube of KY jelly and squeezed a dollop just above his pucker. With two fingers I spread it around and worked it into his hole. Soon the two fingers were easily slipping in and out, so I included my ring finger and started stretching his ass ring wider and wider. He was licking his lips and whispering how good it felt. He was ready and so was I.

I felt hot, I was taking quick short breaths, actually panting in lust as I knelt and pressed the head of my engorged prick at his sphincter muscle. "Okay, son, I'm going to push in, now you either take a deep breath and let it out, or make like your pushing a big turd out." My swollen dick head slipped in, his ass ring closed tight behind it and I slowly sunk my man meat into his rectum. He jerked and let out a little whimper. I froze in place. "Are you hurting?"

"Nah, it was just a thrill, a little shock or something inside me. Felt great, you can do that again if you want too. Man, that felt good!"

"Okay, just keep your legs pulled back. I must have slid past your prostate and hit it. I agree that does feel really good and I will try to do it again, several times. I want this first time to really be enjoyable for you." My cock slid fully into him and my thighs were stretched against his pubic bone and ass cheeks. It felt great to me also. His innards were holding my cock shaft in hot wet proximity, his sphincter squeezing tightly around my shaft.. He seemed comfortable with it, so I asked him if he was all right. He nodded yes and I proceeded to retrieve my cock, sliding out about three inches, then slowly sliding back deep so he could feel the flesh sliding in and out past his very sensitive pucker. He was starting to moan and pant and flinging his head side to side, and licking his lips, his eyes closed. Yeah, he was enjoying his first fuck and enjoying it immensely.

I broke into a steady rhythm, and soon the slap, slap, slap of my thighs hitting his ass cheeks filled the room. John soon started talking, talking about how it felt and that he felt he was going to blow a wad. I verbally encouraged him to cum for me, to send his seed flying from his dick as I pounded his ass. I was working up a sweat. I felt his ass clench my cock and his prick jerked up and sperm filled the air as he unloaded onto his chest and shoulders. It was enough, the visual sent me to filling his virgin ass with my seed, the seed that with his mother's egg, produced this hot stud under me. His legs dropped along side me and he totally relaxed, his arms flung up over his head. His fresh musk rose to entice me to bend forward and sniff, then lick his sweat filled armpit. He giggled as he felt my tongue lap up the silky hairs in his armpit.

Laying back, his arms behind head, I gently lick his armpit, nuzzling my nose in it. He exclaims, "What? You like that?" "Yeah, I get off on it. You want to try? It salty! It smells good." "Yeah, dad I want to try all this man stuff with you. I want to know what gay guys do with each other."

"You like it? You like licking my armpit odor? Man, that is a turn on in itself." His eyes closed as I licked the sweat off the hair, and moved to his other armpit. My fingers worked his nipples, but they were desensitized and didn't respond with the pleasure shots to his groin.

I moved my musk flavored lips to his and let his tongue lick and taste his sweat. Then I lowered my lips to his and thrust my tongue in his mouth where he could taste his own sweat. I pulled back and looked into his gold-flecked hazel eyes.

"Gawd, dad, that was so great! I love you so much! Thank you so much for showing me. Now I know I don't have anything to fear when I show Cory. He will love it! I can hear his little screams and yelps of joy right now! You know he get really verbal as I suck on his dick!" He was smiling as he reached up and pulled my head down for another long wet kiss. I moved off his chest and lay by his side and we drifted off to a half sleep to recharge our batteries.

I awoke later to his hand caressing my chest, his fingers flicking and teasing my titty tips. I stirred slightly and opened my eyes. My cock was semi erect and laying on one thigh.

"Uhm, Dad, can I fuck you now? I mean, I also need to know how it feels to fuck Cory and how to do it right." He continued to tease my tits and rub my chest.

I grinned at him, "Well, you just need to do what I did to you." I knew his plan and of course I wanted to feel his fat challaber up in my ass and to feel his seed warm my innards. So I played the game with him.

"Awe, come on Dad, you know what I mean. You can tell me if I do it right and what to improve on, come on, I let you do me, now it my turn to do you!" He was doing his pleading and put on his usual pout trying to convince me to let him go ahead.

I chuckled as he tried to wheedle out my consent to be fucked. "Well, I guess turn around is fair play. How do you want to do it? You want to try something else, a different position, maybe doggy style?" I glanced at his perfectly formed, circumcised swollen dick which throbbed and lifted with the blood being pumped into it He was taking short breaths, he was rising to the challenge, his eyes were becoming glazed with lust as he agreed.

I rolled over and raised up on elbows and knees. He scooted forward and started rubbing the KY into my ass ring. I felt him roughly thrust a finger into my ass pucker. "Hey, take it easy buddy, that's sensitive tissue back there!"

"Oh, sorry Dad. Didn't realize how much it took to force my finger in." He had now worked another finger in and was thrusting in and out with them. I enjoyed the rubbing sensation and was wiggling my ass cheeks side to side. He slapped my ass cheek rather hard and told me to hold still. I complied rather quickly. Talk about dominate behavior, he had it. He scooted closer and I soon felt his hot glans push against my pucker, and with a quick pop it pushed my ass ring open and then I felt the slow slide of his greased dick filling me. His pubic fuzz tickled my hanging balls, and I reached a hand down to draw them up and out of the way. John soon got the hang of the thrust and withdraw and was pounding at my backdoor with a steady rhythm. He was so cute, his eyes closed, facial features contorted with his efforts and the tip of his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth.

I really don't know how long he pounded his fat swollen cock into my as, maybe fifteen minutes, maybe a full half hour, but I knew he was straining and working up a sweat. His eyes closed, his head swinging from side to side as his hips slapped against the back of my thighs. I was rocking forward with each thrust deep into my rectum. He was hitting my prostate with each hard thrust and my cock was leaking mucus that puddle on the bed sheet below me.

He groaned and shouted "Oh, Shit!" and his thrust was so hard it nearly flattened me to the bed. His cock and hips were raising upward and he was twisting and then fell forward onto my back and his arms wrapped around me as he had one hell of an orgasm. I felt his cock jerk and pulse inside me and really felt his warm seed fill me and trickle down my inner thighs. His hips gave me several short quick humps and then I felt his chest tear away from my back. He rose up and sat back on his haunches, panting. I looked back through my spread thighs and watched as he recovered from his massive climax.

He started softly laughing. "Dad, I wish you could see this, my cum is dribbling out of your asshole and down over your thighs. It's the fountain of youth! Man, I really came a lot, must have been the biggest load I've shot. It was so good, really good!"

I rolled to my back and joined him chuckling at his deep voice as he expressed how good it felt to him.

He had grabbed a few tissues from the nightstand and was wiping my thighs and ass free of his cum. I asked if he really wanted to waste all that protein. "Huh, what do you mean waste, you're a mess back there!"

"Well, if I were Cory, I think he'd like to feel your tongue lapping up all that protein juice of yours. You might also like to rim him and suck out a mouthful of your cum to share with him in a lip lock swapping spit kiss."

"Yewh! Dad that is so gross!" I saw the look of disbelief on his face, the revulsion at the thought.

"Son, think about it. You're planning to take a load directly from his cock when you blow him and swallow it down, right?"

"Yeah, but that isn't coming out of his asshole."

"So what is so wrong about eating your own cum? So its coming out of his ass, it still your own cum. Don't you want to share that with him? It's the only way to get it from his ass to his mouth by using yours to transport it. Look, try some and see if its as revolting as you think it is." He bent forward and I felt him lick cum from my inner thigh. I stifled a moan of pleasure. He sat up and was tasting it on his tongue.

His face lit up in surprise. "It tastes a lot like yours! A bit tangy, acidy, but not all that bad. Shit, if its all protein, we won't have to eat much this weekend." I was enjoying his 'shit eating' grin. That's my boy and what a sexual stud he's turning into.

"How about a shower to clean up all this cum, and then we can go out to get a steak dinner." I rolled off to the side of the bed and walked toward the bathroom. He crawled over the cum stained sheets to follow after me. He commented on how firm my ass cheeks were, he'd never notice that before. He insisted on working a lather of soap up in his hands and using his hands to wash my body. His soapy hands explored every inch of my body. It was an erotic massage. Really enjoyable and it had been so long since Ken or Rocky had done that to me...ah, the memories flooded back.

"What are you thinking Dad, you look miles away?" He turned my body into the spray to wash off the lather of soapsuds.

"Oh, just recalling some fond memories in the shower with friends I once knew." I took the soap from him and told him to lean against the wall with his arms outstretched. I proceeded to scrub him down, just like Ken had done me in that shower in Rayado. I pushed my cock into my sons firm ass cheeks and reached around him and pulled at his cock and nipples. I bit his shoulder as I slapped my groin into his ass, the memory was that intense.

"Ouch! Fuck dad, that hurt! What the fuck are you biting me for?" He turned to stare at me, hurt in his brows.

"That son, is called marking. And it usually is done at the height of sexual arousal, when you release your cum into the vessel of your desires. You probably have notice purple marks on your friend's necks or shoulders? I guess you call them 'Hickys'. It's the result of biting and sucking the blood to the surface of your skin." I recited the story of Ken giving me one during my first fuck with him and not knowing it, but everyone else in camp saw it on me.

"You mean I'm going to have one? Shit, Cory will be jealous as all get out! Wow, wait till I tell him about that! I probably come home covered with them. Kind a like trophies, huh?"

"Yeah, but he probably won't see this one, cause its on the back of your shoulder. Sorry, I just got carried away with the memory of it."

"Hey, Dad, its okay. I'm glad you shared. Shit there is still a lot of your life I don't know about, huh?"

We toweled dry, slipped in to some clothes and went out for a steak dinner. We were never closer than that evening. Coming home, we watch some porno, got turned on again, and slept together after some satisfying mutual sex. John slept with my cock up his ass all night spooned tightly together, my arms locked around his muscular frame. The smell of his fresh shampooed hair filling my nostrils as we drifted into a relaxed sleep.

We didn't get a chance to get together for mutual sex for about a month. John was busy with school and wrestling and sports in general. He would come home form wrestling practice and tell me how he got a boner as he pinned some guy and how he'd felt the guys hard on press into him. How he and Cory had gotten together in the shower and jerked off together. It was hot stuff and it kept me hungry for him.

The girls were back home and doing the usual fussing and getting in our way as they were want to do at times. My wife noticed that John and I were more 'touchy-feely' than we had been and asked what happened. I dismissed it with a "he just realizes what a great Dad he has and is showing that he appreciates me."

The girls planned another camp out and were going to be gone for a long four-day weekend. John started acting real excited with life. I felt he was planning something that involved Cory, himself, and me. I just had to wait for him to bring it up. He did, asking if Cory could come spend the weekend with us, since his parents were away on a trip, and the girls would be gone from our place. I said it was okay, and he launched out of the house at a run to Cory's to tell him the news.

Friday night the girls took off in the van for their extended weekend away from home.

John and Cory came in all sweaty from their one-on-two basketball game next door with Chancy. They were all giggly and slapping at each other. I watched these two masculine hunks display their hunky bodies before me. They were dressed in just their skimpy camp shorts and sneakers. They headed for the cooler to obtain two frosty cans of soda. They returned to the family room and flopped on the sofa together, legs sprawled wide. They asked what I was doing and I told them just reading. They asked if it was okay to load this new porno film they had picked up and really wanted to watch.

"Won't that get you all sexually excited and horny?"

"Dad, that's the idea. Why don't you watch it with us? You'll get a kick out of it; it's real campy and a lot of laughs. Come on, be a sport. Watch it with us!" Cory went over to the VCR and inserted the tape. It started with these two hunks making out on a chaise lounge by the pool. It was hot sex, with some nice cock and ass shots. The three of us were getting all hot and bothered. The boys stood and shed their shorts and jock straps and came and pulled off my t-shirt and shorts. Then went back to the sofa and proceeded to slowly stroke their hugely swollen cocks as they watch every move the actors made. I reach down and started fondling my own package with both hands, one on my nut sack, the other sliding on my shaft.

The boys were soon fondling each other, whispering and giggling with each other, as they would occasionally glance over at me in the lounger. The movie action was getting hotter and two guys started sucking this one guys big cock.

John looked over at me. "Dad, Cory wants you to fuck him with that big cock of yours!" Cory laughed and slapped John's shoulder with an open hand.

I looked over at the two of them as they gleefully teased each other with soft slaps and kisses. "Son, it's one thing with us playing together, but a whole dangerous ball park when we involve Cory! If some adult found out what we were doing, I could go to jail for life!"

"Aw Mr. Laetus, I want you to fuck me, I want to feel if it's as great as John says it feels, the fucker won't let me prong his ass...and well, I really need to soak my cock in some hot ass. So what about it? Will you do it this weekend? Nobody but us three will know about it. I sure as hell won't tell anybody I've been fucked in the ass and enjoyed it. Pl-eeeze! I'm begging for it, man I crave it!

"Okay, since you want it so badly, and I know you two have this weekend all planned out, and this porno film has me all hot and bothered and I really need to get off, it might as well be your ass that I do it in. John, go get the KY jelly and we will start to loosen up Cory's bung hole." I watched as the two high fives each other and John produced a new tube of KY from under the pillow of the sofa.

I grinned, they had it all planned out. I was going to be involved anyway, so gave up. "Okay where do you want to have it done?

"Yeah, thanks Pop, I knew you'd do it. I told him he couldn't fuck my ass until you had plugged his real good. I know you will enjoy this, he is so tight. I'll go get some pillows. He wants to get it bent over the cigarette table. Dad, its okay, we've done it before, it works swell, you'll see."

"Cory, is what John said, true?" I looked at Cory and he was trying hard to look cute and sexy at the same time.

"Well, yeah, we did it a couple of times when you were out of town. It works neat, the table rocks under me and John's really active when he fucks me." John returned with a firm pillow and placed it on the tabletop.

"Okay, pussy boy, get your sexy body over here and spread those thighs for me." John was standing by the table his hand pointing down.

"John, I'll talk to you later. You don't call you best buddy a pussy boy!" Cory bent over the pillowed table and wrapped his arms around and under the table. He knelt against the table and looked back expectantly at me.

I tore open the foil packet of the Trojan I'd brought in from the bedroom. "I want you guys to promise to use one of these if you fuck around with women. It will keep you from catching any of those nasty diseases that are spread by sexual contact. John get over here and roll this on for me." I knelt back and my cock rose out hard and firm as John rubbed some lube on the my shaft, put a small drop on the urethra, placed the condom and rolled it down my shaft. "Hey, good job son, you've had experience with these?"

"Well, duh, of course Dad, we been experimenting with everything!"

I scooted forward on my knees and spread Cory's ass cheeks with my hands. John came closer and applied a good dollop of KY to Cory's pucker and pushed in with two fingers. I heard Cory gasp at the invasion of his most private part of his anatomy. John's two fingers were working in and out, and Cory was moaning for me to plug his ass with my oversized cock.

Cory started talking. He explained that Johns had talked about how much it felt good. I ran my hands up his sides from hip to arm pits. He was firm and solid. I asked, "so you guys done this before?"

"Yeah, now we want to do it with you." They were both grinning like the Cheshire cat.

With Cory bent over the table, I place my hard cock at his entrance and pushed slowly inward. I watched as his ring expands and stretches. He groans a bit and asks me to stop. It feels like his ass hole is tearing apart and the pain is a bit much. (How come he didn't have pain when John fucked him.) I paused and let him get used to my fat member. When his breathing returned to normal, if it ever was normal, I slid my wide shaft deeper into him. He exclaimed how good it felt sliding past his sphincter and into his ass. He could feel it inside his rectum, he felt it moving. He broke our in goose pimples on his back and his nipples went hard.

I held Cory's hips with my hands and John went round to talk to Cory. "I told you it was huge, yah doing good buddy, like how it feels as it slides in, wait till he hits your love nut and keeps rubbing past it, you'll fucking love it. He's doing good Dad, I'm going to feed him my dick. Cory, now you show Dad how good you can suck cock, here it comes buddy, you want it don't cha? Stick out that wet tongue of yours so I can slide this piece a meat right home, that's it buddy, nice and slow and easy does it."

I watched from behind Cory as John placed his big hands on Cory's meaty developed shoulders and slid his hips forward, his cock entering and filling Cory's willing orifice. John started fucking Cory's mouth as I slid my cock in and out of Cory's ass ring with long slow thrusts. I was really enjoying the kid's tight ass ring, my ball sack slapping Cory's ass cheeks with each thrust.

John was looking at me and grinning as he continued to mouth fuck Cory, and we worked ourselves into a sort of rhythm, I'd thrust into Cory and John's cock would be swallowed to the base. I fill Cory's ass and John fills his mouth. It was a hot scene and I started to really pick up the tempo, and Cory's moans and wiggled ass meant he was into this also. John just had a permanent grin on his face as Cory's mouth did a job on his peckerwood.

As I work into a steady pounding into Cory's really tight ass, Cory started swearing and shouting verbal statements, like, "Fuck my tight ass, pound your cock up my pussy, cream fill my buns, oh its good, so good," Then he'd suck in John's cock again. I smiled to myself and just went into automatic with a steady slap, slap, slap in and out of his asshole.

John's on his knees in front of Cory. He's bent backward, holding his ankles with his hands. I admire his nice chest and abs and watch as Cory worked around John's vein covered prick. He's licking, biting, sucking on the shaft, the glans, and moving his lips around the swollen glans, the slurping sounds are turning me on more and more, I feel my ass tighten, that wonderful tense feeling grows and with a long groan I shove deep into Cory's ass, releasing my sperm deep up in his rectum, feeling the condom fill with my hot emissions. Fucking nice climax, best in a long time.

I'm spent. I lean back, my slick cum covered cock slowly pulls out of this tight teenagers pussy with a wet sloppy pop and slaps down against my thigh leaving a wet glisten spot there. I look up and watch my son fill his best friends mouth with his spunk, milky globs leaking out the sides of Cory's mouth as his neck muscles echo his swallowing my boy's seed as it filled his mouth. Slipping off the used condom, I reach for my wet cum covered cock and lovingly stroke it, pulling the foreskin back and forth over the sensitive glans. Cory's hands gripped John's thighs as his tongue licked up ever scrap of John's creamy cum. He raised off the tabletop and turns round to suck and lick my shrunken pecker back to life. He was real good at sucking cock, one of the best.

John broke the silence, "I trained him good, didn't I Pops? He's like a demon on your cock, he won't stop till you push him off of you. Let him rim your ass, he's good at that too! Aren't you pussy boy! Tell him Cory, tell him how much you like sucking my ass and cock."

"Yum, yeah, I like to suck cock, it feels real good in my mouth and that cum is so thick and sweet on my tongue, shit, Mr. Laetus, I just love the feel of cock in my mouth." He returned to licking and slurping on my foreskin sending shivers up my spine.

I looked down at the boy and watched as he eagerly cleaned up my cock. "Listen, Uhm, since we are being so intimate, why don't you start calling me Larry and dropping the mister bit." He stopped his sucking and smiled up at me, "Sure, why not!"

John scooted on his knees up behind Cory and lifted his hips up and buried his face in Cory's ass cheeks. He started moving his head all round and I knew his tongue was lapping around Cory's battered anus. He spit a couple times on Cory's boy twat and I knew then that he was going in for seconds. He rose up and I saw his proud pecker standing hard and ready to enter Cory's ass. He scooted up to Cory's round ass, and placed the head of his cock dead center and slowly slid it to his pubic bone. Fully seated in one push, he then reversed, slowly pulling his cock back out.

Cory was frozen in place, his mouth fully occupied with my newly inflated challaber, his quick breaths stirring the clipped hair of my pubs. John smiled, "He's enjoying the sensation of my hard cock dragging against his sphincter muscle, he loves it real slow. Eventually, I start slamming him hard and he goes all ape shit on me. It is really good when he shoots his wad, his ass gets all tight and clings to my cock, It feels so good, don't it Cory?"

"Oh, John, you make me feel so good, when you do it slow like you are. I love how you fill me and I can feel your cock travel deep up into me. I just can't get enough of that feeling." Cory was now raised up into the doggy style. John had his hands on the front of Cory's meaty thighs and was starting to really slam fuck into Cory. I looked at Cory's cute face, his mouth a huge round "O' shape, his eyes closed in pleasure.

John and Cory fucked for another twenty minutes or so, then when Cory had his orgasm from Johns fucking him, it set John off and he slammed into Cory's ass so hard, Cory collapsed flat onto the carpet with John sprawled over Cory's back. Both boys were breathing rather hard and filling their lungs with air.

I got up and sat back in the recliner chair. John did a pushup off Cory and sat back on the sofa. Cory just lay face down on the carpet. He turned his head to look at me, grinned and said, "Hey, Larry, don't you want to suck out your son's hot cum from my ass? It's all inside nice and warm and creamy. It tastes so good, too." His emerald eyes flashed the challenge to me.

I got out of the recliner and walked over to where Coty lay sprawled on the floor. I kicked his legs apart and then knelt between them, bent forward, spread his ass cheeks with my thumbs and dove down to lap around his pink swollen pucker. I was soon thrusting my tube shaped tongue up into his anus and sucking my son's hot cum from Cory's innards. It was hot, slippery, and tasted tangy. Cory's ass musk drove me on.

From the sofa, I heard John saying, "Fuck Dad, you're as much a rim pig as Cory, man, you sure like his ass!"

"Son, get down here and show Cory some respect. You finish sucking his ass and clean it up with your tongue. You made the mess, you're supposed to clean it up. House rules, son!" John reluctantly rose off the sofa and came down to rim Cory's delight, much to Cory's delight.

The two boys were soon playfully rolling on the floor, wrestling with each other for a dominant position. They soon tired of that and got up to set next to each other on the sofa. Cory just couldn't leave John alone, first rubbing his chest, plucking a hard nipple, putting soft kisses on John's face and neck.

I sat back on the lounger and watched John and Cory make love to each other. John soon had his knees on the edge of the sofa, his arms and chest over the back, and Cory spreading is ass cheeks and driving his tongue into John's anus. I sat back in the recliner, slowly pulling on my semi hard cock and continued to watch these two teenagers.

Cory was talking just above a whisper, more to himself than to us. "I'm really going to feel how good it is to fuck your ass for the first time John. I've waited so long for this and now its here, and in front of your father. I'm going to plow you hard and fast, boy. Payback time for all those wicked fucks you've given me, and I just hope I can make you feel as good as you made me feel doing it!" He reached for the tube of KY jelly and lovingly applied some to John's ass ring, using his index finger to push some inward, then coated his swollen hard pleasure rod till it gleamed.

With one hand on John's ass cheek, the other guiding his wood to John ass ring, he leaned forward and I watched his thick stalk of manhood slide deep into John guts. Cory sighed when he was fully up against John's ass cheeks. John had let out a long steady moan of pleasure as Cory's cock slid up into him. "Oh, Cory, it feels so damn good! Man, you fill me up! Do it slow so I can feel it again." Cory did, and John moaned again. Cory kept this slow fuck up for a while, then John was soon encouraging him to start fucking him hard, to slam against his ass, drive his cock deep into his love nut and to bring him off."

My cock was swollen hard, and the pre cum juice was flowing over and I was stroking like mad and straining to bring myself off. I think we all shot off at the same time. Cory filled John's innards with his hot cum; John emptied his wad onto the leather sofa, and mine shot all over my belly and chest. We were once again all breathing deep and recovering from another orgasm.

I laid in the recliner and listened to these two teenage studs praise each other's sexual skills. John was telling Cory how good it felt and wondering why he'd held back, and Cory was telling John how good it felt and he wanted to do more of it. John bent forward and kissed Cory, and Cory hugged John's body to him and kissed back and I drifted off asleep.

To be continued, that is if enough of you horny dudes want to read what else happens that weekend. Write me at Laetuseros@aol.com with suggestions of what you'd like to happen. I'll try to work them into the story so we can all get off a good one. Hope to hear from you ... soon!

( You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up...To more than I can be. )