Father, Son, Movies and More

Hi! This is Julian again. I'm writing Chapter 6 too.

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It’s about six hours after I finished my last exam of the first semester. I’m driving home tomorrow to spend the 3 1/2 week holiday break with my dad and his new boyfriend. (More to come on the boyfriend later.) Right now, I'm sitting on three or four pillows stacked on the floor in the Toldisin twins’ dorm room, my back pressed against the wall, naked, with an erection. Tom’s cock is deep in my mouth. I’m vigorously sucking and licking his dick, with one hand massaging his balls. Tim's standing patiently beside Tom, waiting his turn. The twins finished their exams yesterday but stayed around an extra day before heading home, so they could each gift me "a mouth full of cum for the holidays!”

It’s been a busy six hours. As I sit here sucking off the twins, I already have two loads of cum from Kevin buried deep in my ass. He fucked me for nearly an hour with only a short break after his first orgasm, before resuming his assault on my butt. That boy has stamina! When I drive home tomorrow morning, I suspect I’ll be sitting on a sore hole. This is only the fourth time all semester we’ve had sex. Unlike with the twins, Kevin and I don’t “do it” every week. However, like the twins, Kevin initiated today’s session, jokingly saying that we needed a “fuck session to tide us over for the holidays.” Who was I to say "no?"

I'm glad that the semester’s over, because I need a break. The last several weeks were brutal. I’m confident that I did good work on my term papers and exams. In fact, I think I’ll get an “A” in all my classes. My only possible concern was today’s Econ 101 exam, where the prof asked a question that could be answered a couple of ways.

My thoughts on the Econ exam were interrupted, as I could feel Tom's body tensing and hear the quickened pace of his moans. From experience, I knew Tom was about to cum. Soon, a warm jet of jism juice spurted into my mouth, followed by seemingly never ending waves of more cum. 
After swallowing and coughing a bit, Tim inserted his boner. Tim is different than Tom, when it comes to oral sex. He’s aggressive, unlike Tom, who lets me do all the work. As soon as Tim’s dick penetrated my mouth, he started to face fuck me, ramming his cock deep into my throat. No more thinking about exams and term papers; I had to concentrate on the battering ram slamming my mouth and throat. Not that I minded, considering that cum was soon flooding my mouth again, satisfying both Tim and me.

Not bad! Four loads in a couple of hours!

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Dad and I spent a week together. We cooked on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, went out for dinner several other days, exchanged a few Christmas presents, and saw a couple of movies. The time we spent was great! Although dad and I texted almost every day while I was away at school, we had long face-to-face conversations about nearly every subject you could imagine, including his new boy friend, Jerry, and my “non-academic” college experiences. Yes, I told dad about providing weekly oral sex to the Toldisin twins and bottoming for Kevin. Under dad’s questioning, I admitted, amidst much embarrassment, that I enjoyed, or more accurately loved, bottoming and taking loads up my ass and down my throat. Dad’s only comment was, "I already know that!"

I met Jerry on New Year's Day. After spending the Christmas week with his relatives, Jerry arrived to stay a couple of weeks with dad and me. Jerry’s a big man but in great shape. He's 44, 6'4",with dark hair speckled with gray, broad shoulders, great muscles, and only the slightest trace of a stomach developing. He takes great care of himself. Dad and Jerry have been dating about three months. They live about two hours apart and take turns spending weekends and holidays with each other. Now, the three of us looked forward to some time together. 

That was not to be. Even though it was dad’s vacation, there was an office-related crisis the day after Jerry arrived! Dad got a call from his boss, telling him that there had been a "disaster" in one of the regional offices. Dad's boss instructed him to fly there immediately to "clean up the situation." When he got off the phone, dad estimated he would be gone at least four days.

"I should leave too," Jerry said. "Otherwise, I'll be a bother to Julian. I can visit my brother. I haven’t visited him in a while."

"You don't have to leave," my dad replied.

"No, stay!" I echoed my dad.

Dad turned to me and asked, "Aren't you going to be busy with friends this week?"

"Yeah. I've got lunch or dinner or movies planned with friends every day.”

“See,” dad said to Jerry. “Julian will hardly be at home. You don't have to leave.”

"I dunno. Are you sure it won't be a problem?"

Dad and I took turns saying to Jerry, "No, stay," "Please stay," "It's no problem," "It won't be a bother." 

Finally, Jerry agreed to stay.

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Jerry and I were up before dawn to see dad off. After the cab left, I went back to bed and crashed until late morning. I met my best friend, Robert (remember him from Chapter 1?), in the afternoon. We spent a some time talking in a coffee shop and strolling around the "Old Town" section of our city. Then, we headed to Robert's house, where his mom made dinner, we reminisced about our high school days, and talked about college. I didn't get home until almost 10:00. A good day with Robert, but a long day.

As I walked up the stairs, Jerry emerged from the master bedroom. He was wearing short shorts and no shirt. He had great muscles, covered by a moderate growth of chest hair! And, a hairy trail leading from his belly button into his shorts. Wow! I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

“You’re back,” Jerry said.

“Yep, My friend and I had fun.” I was still staring at Jerry, my eyes roving from his pecs to his upper legs and back again.

"What’d you do?”

"Just talked. So many things to talk about. Great to see my bestie from high school!"

"Did you eat? I could make you something."

"No, thanks. My friend’s mom made us dinner."

“You sure? I can whip up something.”

“No, no. That’s okay.”

Jerry approached me and, suddenly, changed the subject. “Like what you see?” Jerry was unexpectedly forward.

My throat tightened, and I stammered out an almost inaudible whisper, “Yeah.”

“Well, you’re about the hottest teen I’ve ever seen!” Jerry said, as he reached out and put his index finger under my chin, pushed my head up so I looked him in the eye, and started rubbing my jaw line. It took me, oh, maybe, five seconds to get an erection inside my shorts. Now, I know why our cat loves caresses under his jaw!

“Ya know, your dad told me everything, and I do mean everything, about you! Your porn movies. I've watched them all. Your sex life at college. You and him doing porn together, your dad and you before you went off to college. Oh, yes, I know everything!” Jerry moved his face within a inch of mine and whispered, “Do you want me?”

Of course, I did! Jerry had an awesome sexy body. I wanted to see, feel, and touch Jerry. Looking at Jerry's body, I wanted to have sex with him so bad. But, sex with Jerry would be a betrayal of my dad. I couldn’t do that. After all dad’s done for me, I couldn’t ruin his relationship with Jerry. What kind of son would I be, if I did? Although, to be honest, the brain in my dick wanted Jerry right now!

Jerry made the decision for me. He grabbed my hand and placed it against his “middle leg. The "leg" was hard and huge! At the same time, Jerry’s hand reached out and massaged my cock. Jerry’s maneuver confirmed that I was hard. “Now, I know you want me,” he said. “Take off your clothes! Right now!”

Despite a million reasons to say “no,” I didn’t have the discipline to resist Jerry. I was helpless looking at that body and listening to his orders! I couldn’t stop myself. I pray dad can forgive me. So, right there in the hallway, I took my clothes off and stood before Jerry naked and hard.

Jerry whistled and ran his hands over my body, tweaking my tits, tousling my hair, grabbing my butt but ignoring my hard dick, which I so wanted him to touch. Then, he simply said, "Suck my cock!”

I did as told. Jerry's cock was massive and thick. Jerry proudly informed me that it was “9 and a half inches.” "My pride and joy," Jerry called it. I brought my lips to his cock, licked the head several times (the manly aroma making hormones surge through my body), and sucked it into my mouth. I got an immediate groan from Jerry. He liked my mouth action! Jerry was happy, which made me happy. 

I bathed Jerry’s cock with my saliva and rubbed my tongue over the head of his dick and four or five inches of his shaft. My right hand fondled his balls. I bobbed my head up and down on his shaft. After several minutes, Jerry pulled me to my feet and said, “Let’s go into your room!”

Once in my room, Jerry sat on the bed with his back resting against the headboard. I crawled between his legs and resumed sucking. Using his hands, Jerry grabbed both sides of my head and pushed my mouth further down his shaft. “That’s the way to do it, boy,” he said. While his body stayed mostly motionless, the force of his hands made my mouth fuck his cock. I pleasured him for a long time. My jaw got tired; my saliva wetting his shaft and running into his pubic hair. I couldn't stop sucking because of the pressure from his hands. Fortunately, Jerry didn’t push my head down far enough on his monster cock to make me gag.

"Get on your back!" Jerry ordered.

I rolled unto my back. Jerry re-positioned himself, so his knees were close to my butt. "Now," Jerry said, "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked!" Jerry grabbed my legs just a few inches above the heels and raised them to his shoulders. "Sweet Jesus!" he said. "Your dad was right. Your ass looks like sculpted marble."

At the same time that Jerry complimented my ass, I decided his cock looked like a tree trunk. Then, as I said to myself, "I can't take that thing," Jerry said, "Prepare for pain! You're taking all of it!"
Jerry retrieved lube from the back pocket of his shorts, rubbed the lube on his dick and into my hole, placed the head of his cock at my sphincter, gave me a roughish smile, and said, "Here it goes.” After a pause, almost as an afterthought, Jerry added, “Sorry for the pain, kid."

The pain was instantaneous and sharp, as if a knife stabbed my hole. I gasped loudly and said "Ow, ow, fuck, no."

"You took two cocks in that movie I watched. But, mine is fatter than both of them, and I'm definitely longer!"

Every centimeter of Jerry's progress up my chute was accompanied with more gasps and "ows," and "god damns” from me. After what seemed like forever, Jerry said, "I think I'm about half way in!" 

"Shit!" I moaned. Only halfway! There were tears in my eyes.

It took a few more minutes, but Jerry finally announced, “I’m all in.” 

“Thank God,” I thought. I’ve never felt pain like this. Jerry slowly started to fuck. With each thrust, I cursed, groaned, and gasped. That large knife I described seemed to be cutting through my body and impaling me against the bed. After some minutes, Jerry started to increase the pace of his thrusts. It felt like his dick was in my stomach! My hands now held my head to try to contain the pain.

Jerry leaned down and showered my lips, cheeks, and forehead with kisses. At the same time, Jerry started to pull his cock half way out and ram it in completely. Over and over and over again. "Ouch!"

"Open your mouth!" Jerry commanded.

I wondered why. For tongue action? I’d like that! Maybe it would distract me from the pain? I opened wide. Instead, Jerry let loose with a huge gob of spit into my mouth! To say I was surprised was an understatement.

"Keep your mouth open!" Jerry instructed. I did and was rewarded (if that’s the way you can describe it) with another wad of phlegm. Yuck, I’m not sure I like this! No matter, Jerry spit a third time. I had a puddle of spit in my throat. Jerry used a hand to close my mouth.

“Swallow!” he said. I had no choice. I did. 

The pace of fucking and the deep thrusting never ceased. The pain eased somewhat but never ended. Eventually, I grew accustomed to the rhythm of Jerry’s thrusts. Despite some lingering pain with each thrust, it was a great fuck! Finally, Jerry’s breathing became sharper and his moans became more frequent. Jerry said, “I’m cuming!” He released his load deep in my guts; his head falling on my chest. After regaining his breath, Jerry pulled his cock from my ass. Some of his cum rolled out of my hole.

"I want that cum," I said. Jerry scooped the escaping cum onto his fingers, which he stuck into my mouth. I licked his fingers clean.

We were both spent. Jerry rolled over and collapsed next to me. I fell asleep almost immediately, Jerry’s load lubricating my insides. 

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I snapped awake. For a second or two, I was sleep disoriented, wondering where I was. The room was dark with the only light coming from the face of an old, plastic alarm clock on my nightstand, which registered 5:45 a.m.! Fricking 5:45! Why did I wake up at this ungodly hour? It's vacation. I shouldn’t be awake for another four hours, at least!

I buried my face back in the pillow to try to fall back to sleep when, all of a sudden, I knew why I was awake — Jerry’s hard “tree trunk” probed my ass crack. God, was it possible that Jerry wanted sex at this hour of the morning? Jerry pushed against my crack. This time, his cock slipped between my ass cheeks. 

“You awake?” Jerry whispered.

‘I am now!” A sarcastic response that I don’t think Jerry understood.

Jerry climbed between my legs. “I’m going to fuck you!” he announced. "Roll over!"

I didn’t know if I wanted to be fucked at 5:45 a.m., especially after Jerry brutalized my ass only five or six hours ago. My hole was sore. My cheeks and crack were sticky from dried lube and semen.

“I know you want it,” Jerry said. Although Jerry wasn't reading my mind correctly, I lifted my legs to take the inevitable pounding.

Jerry applied some lube, affixed my legs to his shoulders, and his cock made contact with my sphincter. Within moments, I was crying out and using a fist to pound on the mattress to distract me from the pain of his cock pushing up my chute. Once again, his tree trunk exerted so much pressure that it seemed like my insides were being ripped apart. Jerry didn't take the initial entry slow and easy like last night. Rather, he made swift work of it, before his shaft "bottomed out" in me. When fully in, he commenced pounding me.

The fucking was intense; in a way, more intense than last night. I cried out with every thrust. I felt like a rag doll, as my body was impaled and pushed around on the sheets with each forceful jab deep inside me. Jerry shoved a pillow under my ass to make my butt more accessible. Jerry spread my legs as far apart as he could, so it felt like I was doing upside down splits. I didn't know if I could take it, but somehow I did. Twenty minutes of rough fucking; twenty minutes of pain; twenty minutes of my cries of torment; and, unbelievably, twenty minutes of enjoyment! I loved being fucked like this.

Jerry simply announced, "I'm cuming!" His cock pumped a huge load of cream deep inside me, while Jerry shrieked in delight. When he was spent, Jerry said, "God damn. You're hole is so tight; you're ass so perfect." That compliment made me feel good.

When Jerry withdrew from my hole, he crawled up next to me, so I could clean off his dick. I sucked off the cum clinging to his shaft and the head of his penis.

"Breakfast's at 9:00," Jerry said. I'll make you a feast 'cause I know you must be hungry. Oh, and come down to eat naked!”

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Again, I did as I was told. I strolled into the kitchen at 9:00, cleaned up and nude. Jerry motioned me to a chair at the table and served up a plate of waffles, sausage, and potatoes, accompanied by a side of blueberries. All set before me on the table. The promised feast.

Jerry said, "I don't want you to think I was taking advantage of you. I know taking my dick is work. You got me off twice. But, you never came. So, while you eat, I'll suck you off!"

Jerry leaned over and kissed me, putting his tongue in my mouth. As he disengaged from the kiss, Jerry spit on my tongue, calling it “lube for breakfast!” (I think Jerry has a spitting fetish!) Jerry kneeled on the floor, and put my cock in his mouth. It didn't take long before he was slurping on my hard cock. His tongue work was amazing! I ate my breakfast, while Jerry sucked me. (While Jerry sucked, I did a careful balancing act, bringing fork to mouth without spilling food into Jerry’s hair!) It wasn't long before I orgasmed, releasing a torrent of cum into his mouth. Jerry took it all.

"How does your breakfast taste?" I asked!