Dude's Day with Dad

The Hotel

There I was, sitting in the back of the car in between Paulo and Lucas, their hands on my thighs as we backed out of Jonathan's driveway. While I was excited to be sandwiched between these two exotic muscle daddies, I was having trouble piecing together exactly what was going on. Why did my dad keep telling me to make these guys happy? Why did he send me off naked, with no clothes or even a phone, with two men so nonchalantly? Why did they say they "had me for the night"? Where the fuck were we going? I didn't know whether I should be horny or scared. But I trusted my dad.

"So, guys, how do you know my dad and Mr. C, er, I mean, Chase?"

"We met Zach and Chase in Miami a couple years ago. They were with some of the guys from the group," Paulo responded, slowing running his finger up and down my thigh. My teenage cock gets hard when anything touches my inner thigh or near my crotch, so I was quickly boning up. Still, I wanted to find out more.

"What do you mean group?" I asked. I was starting to have trouble focussing on my line of questioning as Lucas was now sucking on my right nip from the other side of me. I was fully hard now.

Paulo continued, "Well, it's a group, or a, how do u say, club, with married men like your dad, and each of us, that all, eh, share similar interest, the kind that we can't talk about with our wives. We get together as group for fun, like today." Paulo's hand was now on my balls, caressing them as he leaned over and kissed me. Damn, his lips were so sensual as his tongue entered my mouth, Lucas still working on my nips.

I tried to concentrate. "So you guys meet up for orgies? Wouldn't have pegged my dad, or Mr. C for that, but I'm learning more about them lately. But how did you guys know that Jonathan's house was free?"

Lucas chimed in, "Not orgy. We always have a, uh, special guest to entertain the group. And then the winner gets to take him home. We were planning to all meet at our hotel suite, but Zach messaged us all late last night that we could use Chase's pool because his wife was out of town, and that he had a surprise for us." Paulo was now kissing on my neck, which was getting me super hot.

"I'm sorry, man, I don't understand. What do you mean winner?"

Paulo reached over and grabbed his phone and opened WhatsApp to a group chat called "Youth Mentoring Group", and as he opened it and scrolled to the top of the chat exchange, I was not expecting to see a picture of me sleeping, naked on my back in what I could tell was Jonathan's bed, under the text in all caps "AUCTION (ZACH'S BOY)," followed by a string of texts with just numbers that I assumed were bids. I was speechless, now realizing what was going on.

Paulo grinned, tossed his phone aside and pulled down his speedo, his cock hard and plopping up against his stomach. "We have been waiting for Zach to introduce you to the group, so we had to have you first. We've seen pictures from when you were younger." Done with the chit chat, he reached over and grabbed my head, pulling my face into his crotch. My mind was still racing.

I thought I was going to feel anger, but as I took a whiff of this sexy grown man's cock and balls, while the other was starting to caress and finger my hole, I started to think about how much these men had done to have their way with me...that my dad has orchestrated this whole thing, knowing what they would do to me...that a group of horny dads had actually competed to be the one that got to take me home. And I soon realized that having all these dads, and my dad, lusting over me was the hottest thing I'd ever experienced.

I looked up at Paolo, grinned, and then took his huge uncut cock into my mouth, tasting his amazing precum. I arched my back, tilting my ass up in Lucas's lap, allowing him to lean down and start eating my ass out. I was in heaven with these studs.

I came off Paolo's dick to lean up and nibble on his hairy pecs and nips, my hand stroking his cock, still lubed up from my saliva. That caused him to moan loudly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the driver watching in the rear view mirror while we were at a red light. I was hoping the cars next to us could see in, but the windows were tinted pretty dark, so who knows. Lucas was still devouring my ass, pulling my cheeks apart with this rough hands pushing his tongue deep into my hole, which felt so good. I kissed Paolo again, needing to feel his lips against mine again, causing my dick to throb even more. "You're so sexy, daddy," I whispered as I moved down to his neck and then traveled slowly back down his chest and abs with my tongue to get back to his dick, taking it deep into my mouth and throat.

Within minutes, I was hearing "Oh fuck, yes, don't stop, yesssssss!" I could feel his dick pulsing as it shot a huge load into my mouth. I tried to swallow as fast as it was gushing out of his dick, but some leaked out of the sides of my mouth back onto Paulo's cock, dripping down on his balls. As soon as he finished shooting, I slowly lapped up every drop I'd missed, tickling his smooth ball sack, and causing his dick to twitch a few more times. I was starting to notice, and appreciate, the different tastes of guys' cum over the past couple days.

After I squeezed out the last drops of his tasty warm cum, I came up to kiss Paolo so he could taste his load in my mouth. As I started to kiss him, I suddenly felt a large cock pushing up against my ass and two hands on my waist from behind. Lucas pushed hard, sliding all the way in on the first thrust, causing me to gasp a little. Paulo put his arm around me and pulled me tight, deep into his hairy chest. The smell was intoxicating. Lucas quickly progressed to outright pounding me, shaking the car. His cock felt so good stretching my ass each time he entered me. I could feel every inch as it penetrated me. As he was fucking me, he reached under to grab my chest and tweak my nipples, causing me to squeeze my ass around his cock as my dick twitched. Soon, Lucas was moaning loudly and swearing in Portuguese as I could feel his dick pumping a massive load into my ass, my head still buried deep into Paulo's chest as he comforted me. As he finished and pulled out, I collapsed into Paolo's lap.

I looked up and Paolo was smiling down at me, caressing my face and rubbing his fingers through my hair. "You're a good boy, Brandon," he said warmly, and I would have fallen asleep resting on his soft dick if we hadn't pulled into the hotel parking lot just then.

"Sirs, we are here," Mr. Driver said with a deep voice and passed a bag back to Lucas. Lucas pulled out a pair of small short (very short) shorts and a tank top and tossed to me. Paolo and Lucas's normal clothes were in there too, but as I put mine on, I realized I looked like a disco twink. But I felt more confident when Lucas slapped my ass and complimented me on how good it looked in the shorts as I stepped out of the car and realized we were at the nicest hotel in town. Paolo and Lucas paraded me through the lobby like their trophy, drawing stares from both the men and women around. I was confident as shit and on cloud nine, knowing that I belonged to these two rich studs. I even started getting a little hard from all the attention.

We got into the elevator, along with an average looking business man in a suit. Lucas had to scan a card to press the button for the penthouse floor, while the other guy pressed 25. I noticed the stranger glancing over at me, and then I realized my semi-hard dick was peaking out of the short shorts. I looked over at him and winked, just to mess with him, causing him to look away, uncomfortable. I was standing right in front of Paolo, so I reached behind and grabbed his crotch through his pants, knowing the guy could see me do it. "Dad, can we take a shower when we get to the room?" I said loudly, causing the guy to turn beet red. Paolo and Lucas looked at me and chuckled, realizing what I was doing.

The other guy got off on his floor, and I could swear I noticed a slight bulge in his pants that he was trying to cover up. As we got up to the penthouse floor, the elevator doors opened up directly into their suite, which occupied the entire top floor. It was the biggest hotel room I'd ever seen. 

Mr. Driver soon arrived in the suite after having parked the car. Now that I was closer to him, I realized he looked like a white version of The Rock, and I could even see the edge of some tattoos creeping up his neck. The guy was intimidating, but just walked in and went directly to Paolo, who whispered something in his ear.

He then walked up to me, and said, "I'll show you to the shower room so you can wash up." I followed obediently. He led me down a long hall to a large bathroom with a huge walk-in shower with large glass walls and about four shower heads. There was also a big jetted tub right against the floor-to-ceiling windows with amazing views.

"Mister, could I take a bath?" I thought, what the hell. If I have to stay here the whole night, I might as well relax a bit in this fancy-ass hotel.

"Yes, of course," Mr. Driver said as he walked over and started the hot water running in the tub. He grabbed a stack of towels to bring over to the edge of the bath, as it was filling. I dropped my shorts and jock and pulled off the tank top, now standing totally nude next to the guy in a dark suit.

"Would you like a drink? Scotch, champagne, martini?" Surely he knew I wasn't remotely near 21, nor was I sophisticated enough to select one of those.

"Uh, a beer would be nice, man," I responded. Fuck, maybe this won't be so bad with a butler serving me drinks. He nodded and disappeared while I waited for the bath tub to fill.  I had just stepped one foot in when Mr. Driver returned with my beer in a chilled glass. He set it on the side of the tub and then grabbed some bath salts and gel that he poured into the tub, reaching right in front of me and my teenage dick. I slowly slid into the water, letting him watch me as long as possible.

"All good?" He asked. I nodded, exhaling as the warm water relaxed me. "So, Brandon, I need to go over some house rules for the evening, ok? First, you are not to leave the suite or make any calls for any reason until you are picked up tomorrow. Second, for your attire, the sirs prefer that you wear either a jock, the shorts you wore in, or nothing at all. Third, you are to do anything the sirs ask or tell you to do. Mr. Zach has agreed on the ground rules. You can eat and drink anything you'd like, just let me know and I will order it for you. As an aside, and just my personal advice, the sirs like it when the boy instigates sex with them and flirts with them."

Taking all this in, I nodded in agreement, realizing I didn't have much choice.

"Do you mind if I take a quick leak?" he asked, signaling over to the toilet that was between the tub and the shower.

"Sure, man, go for it. Just us guys here."

Mr. Driver walked up to the toilet, flipped up the seat, and then instead of just unzipping his pants and pulling out his dick to piss, he undid his belt and pants and pulled them down, along with his underwear just below his ass. I think that's how I pissed when I was five, but the result of that was that I got a front row direct view of his big hairy dick, his muscular ass lightly dusted with hair, and I could see a big tattoo that was running up the side of his leg up to his waist. While he wasn't my usual older daddy type, everything about this got me going. As he was pissing, he noticed me staring at him. I licked my lips and smiled so that he got a clear message.

"Why don't you bring some of that over here, big man?" I invited.

"Thanks, man, but I, uh, I'm not allowed to play with the boys. I didn't mention that, but that is rule number 1 for me," he responded nervously, still pissing out of that beautiful dick.

I maintained eye contact with him. "I don't see the other men around, do you? Let me just have a little taste? I think you heard, and saw, how I made them feel in the car."

He looked back down at his cock, which was starting to swell and squeeze off the stream of piss coming out of it. I could tell he was thinking about it, so I sat up out of the water and got on my knees in the tub, inviting him over to me.

"Shit, ok, man, but you cannot tell them, or I'll get fired, ok?!"

"Scout's honor," I joked. "Although I've been hoping you would be joining us when we fuck later." This gave him a confidence boost as he walked over toward me, his pants falling down to his ankles. He arrived at the side of the bath tub, his cock right at my face level, and started unbuttoning his crisp white shirt, revealing a muscular chest with more tattoos and piercings through his nipples. This guy was a beast.

I leaned forward to tongue his cock, causing him to throb, then moved down to explore his balls, while reaching up to feel his muscular abs and chest. After putting my lips around his cock and flicking my tongue around his head, I pulled off and looked up, saying "you can fuck my face, I won't break." He was rock hard at this point.

He smiled, and then grabbed the back of my head with both hands and pulled me onto his dick, shoving it all the way in. I gagged a little bit, but he didn't let off. "I knew you were a little faggot cocksucker bitch," as he started pounding my mouth like it was his wife's pussy. I had never had it this rough, and while I was enjoying it, tears started running down my face, as I gasped for breath in the short intervals between thrusts. I reached up and continued to played with his huge chest and pierced nipples, causing him to moan and pound my mouth harder. Without warning, globs of thick strong-tasting cum were filling my mouth and shooting down my throat, as he continued to face fuck me while he was cumming. I could tell he was trying not to be loud as he was moaning, but he clearly hadn't cum in a couple days judging from the size of his load and how hard he was using my face. He held my face down on his cock for a minute while he continued to shoot, causing me to gag even more.

After he pulled out, he pulled up his pants and buttoned up his shirt. I wiped the tears from the side of my face and the rest of the cum from my lips.

"Thanks, buddy, I needed that. But not a word to the misters, or I'll beat the shit out of you," as he left the bathroom, leaving the door open behind him.

I sunk back into the water, exhausted but horned from what just happened, and sipped on my beer, enjoying the view as it started getting dark. I realized I hadn't cum in hours, but I decided to wait, as I knew there was more to come. Jonathan was going to go nuts when I tell him the play by play. I wondered if he was still getting some action, or if he's completely worn out from the show in the living room. This weekend has been wild.

Having finished my beer and now clean, I decided to get out of the tub. I dried off and grabbed a bath robe, but then I remembered the so-called dress code, so I tossed the bath robe aside and decided to go out all nude. I walked into the living area and Lucas was watching soccer in a tank top and shorts. I walked around so he could see my fully naked teen body, "Hey stud, all clean here. Where's Paolo?"

"He had to take a business call out on the balcony. You watch football, or, eh soccer?" he asked.

"Not so much, but I like watching any sports, man." I looked up and saw Paolo leaning forward against the balcony railing, shirtless and in tight gym shorts that showed off his amazing ass as he swayed from side to side. "I'm gonna go check on him," I said. Lucas was too focused on the match and wasn't paying enough attention to my cock swaying right in front of him.

I opened the sliding glass doors to the large balcony with an amazing view of the whole city, now lit up in the dark. Paolo was speaking angrily in Portugese, but I couldn't make out any of the words. However, the forcefulness with which he was speaking was so masculine and dominant. I stood there a moment, expecting him to notice me, but he didn't. He was too caught up in the call.

Naked on the open balcony, I walked up toward Paolo from behind. I reached forward and slowly pulled his tight shorts down, exposing his muscular ass. He only paused slightly from what he was saying to look back and see what was going on, but as soon as he saw me, he grinned and then returned to berating the poor sap on the other end of the call.

I had to taste this man's ass, so I got on my knees and buried my face in his crack. My hands firmly grabbed each side of his ass and spread his cheeks so that I could get directly to his hairy hole with my tongue. This caused him to gasp, and also to press his ass back into my face, signaling to me that he liked it. I reached around and quickly found his hard throbbing cock. I proceeded to tongue his hole and jack his cock while he continued with his business call. I was surprised at his calm, so I decided to take it to another level and stood up, spit on my cock and then pressed it up against his hole.

This caused him to pause and hold his breath as I slid into his tight ass. I paused to see his reaction, as I wasn't sure if he was into getting fucked. He tried to speak a few more times, but then said something in Portuguese that sounded like "I'll have to call you back," and he tossed his phone on the table. To my surprise, he remained leaned against the balcony railing pressing his ass toward me as my rock hard cock was sliding into him. His ass felt so good. I grabbed his hips to be able to pull him toward me and he started to moan loudly. He wasn't even trying to keep from being heard, or seen, by anyone else out there.

"Fuck me, boy, harder!" he commanded as I increased the rate I was shoving my cock into his ass, my balls slapping against him each time. I ran my hands up his muscular back, across his shoulders and down his amazing arms, flexed against the railing. We were both starting to sweat from the heat and the intense fucking. I was so focused on watching my teen dick slide in and out of this muscle daddy's hole that I hadn't heard Lucas come out on the balcony and approach me from behind. I immediately felt his arms wrap firmly around me, causing his dick to come into contact with my ass, still flexing and pumping as I drove my cock into Paolo. He stuck his fingers in my open mouth, getting some natural lube for his cock. Knowing where this was going, I paused deep inside Paolo, to let Lucas line up his dick against my hole, then I slid back into it as I was pulling out of Paolo's ass, causing Lucas's dick to slide into me.

The sensation of having Lucas inside me and me inside Paolo as I continued to thrust forwards and backwards was absolute bliss. Lucas's hands were all over me from behind as his dick was filling my hole yet again, and I had a perfect view of Paolo's muscular ass and body, taking my dick in the most masculine way possible.

As we continued to fuck out on the open balcony, the three of us got louder and louder, which caused me to be the first to start cumming in Paolo's willing hole. As I was cumming, I reached around and as soon as my hand came in contact with his dick, he started shooting as well. Most of it shot onto the balcony glass wall and floor, but I caught some in my hand was able to lick it up, loving the taste of this man. Me cumming also caused my ass to squeeze hard around Lucas's dick, triggering a chain reaction as his dick filled me with another load of his spunk. Eventually, after I had squeezed the last of my load into Paolo, I pulled my cock out out of Paolo, and he turned around and pulled me into him with his massive strong arms and we kissed for what felt like 10 mins, all while Lucas's dick was still inside of me and he as kissing the back of my neck. Damn, these guys had an effect on me.

When I broke from Paolo's embrace, I turned around and reached down to get some of Lucas's cum from my asshole and then rubbed it on his lips before I kissed him deeply. After I pulled off of Lucas's mouth, I hadn't realized that Mr. Driver was there on the balcony with his phone, having filmed most of it. "Damn, dude, did you get that on video?" I asked? "Let me see!" He showed me the clip on his phone, and I had to admit that my ass was fucking hot as I was pounding Paolo from behind while Lucas was fucking me.

"Send that to me, and my dad, man!" I pleaded with Mr. Driver, joking.

I quickly realized I as hungry as hell, so Mr. Driver ordered room service for us, along with a couple bottles of wine. I didn't bother covering up when the young man brought the cart of food into the room. He was obviously eying me up, but I belonged to the Brazilians tonight, and I had already cheated with Mr. Driver, so I let it slide.

The three of us chowed down and drank while watching the rest of the soccer match, me in the middle of the two daddies, making sure to pay plenty of attention to their bodies with my wandering hands. Lucas was really getting into the game, jumping up and screaming at the ref for a missed call, his dick flopping around every time, so I didn't mind.

The match ended poorly, causing Lucas to storm off, swearing. Paolo leaned over, putting his arm around me, kissing my cheek. "Why don't you go try and cheer him up, boy," he whispered in my ear. I smiled, and kissed him before hopping up and jogging back to the bedroom. I could hear Lucas in the shower, so I decided to lay face down on the bed, with legs spread and my ass up in the air, ready for when he walks back into the bedroom.

I heard the shower water turn off, and a few mins later, Lucas, in just a towel, walked into the bedroom, pausing in his tracks when he saw my teenage ass on display in the bed. It worked. He dropped the towel, exposing his growing uncut cock as he jumped on the bed and buried his face in my ass. I moaned loudly, encouraging him, and grinding my ass against his face. He reached under me and pulled my hard dick back so that he could lick from the tip of my cock all the way up to my asshole, sending shivers across my body.

Paolo, hearing my moans, came into the room and got on the bed in front of me, presenting his hard cock to my open mouth. As I swallowed Paolo's amazing dick, Lucas was driving his tongue deeper and deeper into my hole, further than I had ever experienced. I was in heaven.

"Flip around, son," Paolo commanded. "I haven't tried that boy ass yet."

I complied, flipping around to suck on Lucas's dripping cock while presenting my ass to Paolo. At first, I felt a finger slowly slide into my ass, causing me to moan and encourage him to do more. He caught on and slipped two fingers into my ass. I grinned and thrust back and forth, demonstrating that I wanted more. He then licked his hand and rubbed his spit all over his cock before sliding up against my willing hole. I couldn't believe the sensation as he slid inch by inch into my ass. I felt like I lost consciousness. Encouraged by my moaning and "yes, daddy!" screams, he slowly started to increase the rhythm of his fucking, all the while, Lucas was standing in front of me, his dick in my mouth, watching Paolo's cock slide in me.

Paolo gradually picked up the pace as he was pounding me from behind as I was on my knees, his sweat dripping on my back and ass. He pulled out and laid on his back in the bed, inviting me to come sit on his rock hard cock. I obliged, and started riding his amazing daddy cock. This position let me look deep into his eyes and have a perfect view of his muscular chest and arms, now getting sweaty again. Lucas then stood up on the bed and over Paolo so that I could suck his cock while I continued bouncing up and down on Paolo's dick, my hands now on Lucas's firm ass cheeks, pulling his dick further into my mouth. As Paolo's cock hit my prostate, a strange sensation built inside me, and I didn't know what it was until I was soon shooting streams of cum onto Paolo's chest and face without any physical contact on my dick. I had just seen Jonathan do the same thing hours before and didn't know how this was possible until now. Paolo scooped up my cum and tasted it, which almost made me cum again. Lucas, watching all of this from above, quickly started shooting at my face, so I tried to get as much in my mouth as possible, squeezing every last drop out of his cock. Seeing this from below then trigged Paolo to cum, shooting deep into my ass as I sat down hard on his cock, squeezing my ass muscles to tighten against his dick.
The three of us collapsed on the bed in each other's arms, cum and sweat and primal masculinity everywhere. After kissing both Lucas and Paolo, I joked, "Well, was I worth it?"

Paolo responded, "Oh yes, son, you are beyond perfect." Lucas smiled in agreement, and I quickly fell asleep between the two muscular daddies.

To be continued.....

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