Mike bent over me and whispered in my ear, "You are the real winner Dad, and I do love you so much." I held him tight to me. I wondered how I could have grown to love a stranger, a young man, in such a short time.
"Well, doesn't this look cozy!" Carlos giggled. Mike, full of embarrassment, rolled over quickly, slid between Charlie and me, thus covering his ass, while Paul turned over slowly so that Carlos and Tran could see his big cock. He then git himself in between Charlie and Mike. The four of us had smiles on our faces by then.
"I hope you brought breakfast. What Mike and I cooked is stone cold." Paul spoke in his command voice. Tran turned quickly and entered my bedroom with a box of Dunkin coffee and bags of bagels and cream cheese. Tran and Carlos situated themselves on the foot of the bed. Damn, this was one hell of a breakfast picnic. I said it out loud without even thinking. It broke the tension and we all laughed. In a short while both Charlie and Paul stood without any hesitation in their nakedness and Paul asked, Charlie and I are going to use the shower, would any of you care to join us?" Carlos needed no further encouragement and immediately got naked. I think Mike and I were a bit surprised; I know I was. After a moment or two, Uncle Tran joined them saying, "Captain Charlie, wait. You will need to cover your bandage. I'll take care of it."
I looked into Mikes face and saw puzzlement. "Are you OK with all of this?" I asked. He then frowned and finally a slow smile came across his handsome boy face, "Yes, Dad, I think I am. Are you." I thought for a moment or two. "Most of the time I am. When you call me DAD, I like that but it also gives me a little guilt. I would never be able to do this with you if you were my own son." Mike asked if I wanted him to stop calling me that. Without any thought, I said, "No! I'm getting used to it and I think of you as a lover, as a friend and then as a son." "I guess I would put us in the same order." he responded. With that, we kissed again.
I then asked Mike if he wanted to have sex again with them or with Paul. "Charlie doesn't like me. Have you noticed, he won't look me in the face, eye ball to eye ball. I catch him looking at me and then he turns away quickly. I could have sex with Paul very easily, but, that would be like opening the gates. I'm still not sure I'm gay Dad, or if I want to be gay. What you and I do now is for love. It wasn't the first time. Since then, it has been. If I have sex with him, it will be for its own sake, it will be gay sex. I know you had sex with him over the weekend. I asked and he did not lie. You need to know that I'm fine with it. I know it was not like what you and I have If I thought it was, I would be hurt; but I'm not. If you want to join them in the shower, go ahead. I really don't mind."
We could hear soft moans and groans coming from the bathroom. Mike's hand found my cock and he began stroking gently. I returned the favor. This time, the making love was slower, easier, more gentle and loving. Not that the other was bad, let me tell you; but I liked this better. The symphony of sounds from the bath encouraged us and we were quickly on our way to a second mutual climax. It was less intense than that of a few minutes earlier, but it was private and very, very good. I took both cocks in my hand and using the lubrication that nature provided, I stroked us both together. Our tongues intertwined and moved finally in unison. Thrusts matched the ever increasing intensity of my hands. Mike rubbed his hands across my back and then down into my ass crack. He played there for a few moments and then I felt a long finger poke its way past my ring muscle. I tensed and moaned. Quickly he withdrew his finger. "Don't, don't stop. That's all I want you to put in there, just your finger." I groaned. Mike went back to finger fucking my ass and soon found my prostate. He could feel my cock pulse harder against his. "You like that Dad, don't you!" he whispered in a low, sexy voice." I stuck my tongue further into his throat in response. My hand was now moving as fast as it could; I was close to cumming and so was Mike. Our breathing shortened and we moaned against each other as the first ropes of cum shot out, mingled and ran down between my fingers. Mike took his other hand from my chest and wrapped it around mine,; slowing down the speed of the stroke. "Damn, that was hot!" I whispered into his ear and then I stuck my tongue in it. "Dad, if you do that again, we'll never get out of this bed and i have work to do." Then we heard "normal" voices and Mike yelled for them to leave the water running. He climbed out of bed without any hesitation and paraded naked into the bath. This was the first time Carlos and Tran had seen him completely nude. Comments about his package, and the huge lots of cum dripping from his hand and cock were complimentary and I heard Mike thanking one and all for their admiration. he did not bother to explain that we had commingled our assets. I laughed to myself, turned over and went to sleep.
Some time later, I woke to find Carlos kissing my cock. I was uncovered and hard again. In fact, I think that I was hard all the time. He sensed that I had come to so to speak and looked up at me without taking his mouth from my tool. I put my hands on his head, pushed myself further into him, smiled and said, "Just do it." He reached up and took my hands off his head and wound his fingers into mine.
He placed them out flat on the bed. "Lie still, Mr Bill. I'm going to give you a blow job like you have never had before, Latin style." His tongue then began to lick, tease, twirl, dart, penetrate piss slit, circle and then lick again. It was in a frenzy. Sometimes i was deep in his throat and them my ever expanding mushroom cock head lay just on his lips. He made a r trilling sound that vibrated my whole being even though it was just my cock that was feeling it. Sensing that I was close, he switched action to my sac and began working my balls. I'm not all that large so he soon had both of them in his mouth. How he managed, I'm not sure. It felt so damn hot. My hands were clutching and unclutching the sheets with ever increasing frenzy. My body was bucking up and down of the bed with a mind of its own. I began using language that I used before only in anger, Boy bitch, Suck my cock, suck all of it. Lick my balls, boy. Tongue my Dad prick. Eat my load." I think I called him a man cunt too. My words seemed to encourage him. Soon he was plunging his face down onto my pubes, his nose was burred deep. Then his lips were just at the tip and his tongue probed my slit. I could not take any more. I took his head in my hands and began fucking his face. there are no other words for it. I held myself deep in him till I felt Carlos begin to gag and only then did I let him come up off of my cock. I then forced myself back into his throat. This only happened two or three times before I once again exploded. The sensation of cumming was hotter. It was very hot. I guess that's because there was very little left for me to shoot out of my cock. I yelled, I screamed. It was all so fucking intense. Carlos had worked his body so that my legs were between his and he was pumping his cock against my calf muscles. As I shoot some cum deep into his throat, he covered my legs and began to slide easily there. It took me several minutes to catch my breath. I finally was able to ask, "What changed? I thought you said you would wait till Mike was not in the picture?" I laughed softly. "Why wait when I could get what i wanted right now." Carlos answered and then he slid up on me dragging his cum with him. He kissed me. I hesitated for only a moment and then I kissed him back. "Yeah, why wait?" I said.
"You going to tell Mike?" Carlos asked. I thought for a moment. and then told him not unless Mike asked and that i would not lie. I did not want to upset him or make him think I loved him less. I added that I was getting to be such a pig. "Ok then; I'll tell no one what happened. You go shower and join them at Charlie's. I'll clean up here. They sent me down to get you."
I was at Charlie's in just a few more minutes. I looked at my watch; it was after 3:00. I had slept another 4 hours. Mike and Paul were working in Charlie's office and talking to Dave on the phone. Charlie was sitting alone looking out over the ocean. We sat in silence for several minutes before he spoke.
"I'm going back to Washington with Paul. There are some things there that I need to do. I'm also going to see a doctor." I asked if he were ill. "No. I'm going to see a psychiatrist. It's something I should have done years ago. There's only one I trust. She's Bruce's daughter and Tran's niece. She's very young, maybe 30, but she is brilliant and a damn fine doctor according to Dave. She does work for the Corps." I sat quietly and then asked if he knew what he was going to be looking at. "My anger, my relationship with my father and my son, and with y..." He went silent. He began again, "I'll be gone till Thanksgiving. I'll be back for the holiday. Mike has agreed to cover some of the physical and martial arts classes here and what he can't do, Tran or his son can. He's a good boy, Bill. He wants to earn his own way. I think he also is going to do some work for the defense department at a lab in Cambridge. That depends on a security check and some other tests. It may well mean that you'll see less of him. It's important work. I think Mike needs to do it and I want him to. I trust you'll not object or stand in his way."
"Especially not if it's something you want him to do and if you think it's a good thing. Charlie, I trust you; I trust you with my life, my being. Damn it man. Last night you scared the shit out of me. I was afraid you might..." I could not continue; tears filled my eyes. Charlie took my hand in his huge strong one. "I feel the same way about you, Billy. I feel the same way. Everything will be fine; deep down I know that. I'm positive of that." we were interrupted.
"Hey Dad, did Charlie tell you the good news? I've got a job; I've got two." Mike was as happy as the proverbial pig in @#%@! I forced a big smile, stood and hugged him tight to me. I warned him that he needed to save some time for me. He began talking to Charlie. This time, they were eye ball to eyeball and i was glad to see that.
Paul stood behind me. He said softly. "I'm proud of you Dad. You have to give him some freedom. And, Carlos and I will be sure to take good care of you." He laughed. I mentioned that his long distance minutes had best be unlimited. "I'm in Cambridge once a week."