Father, Son, Movies and More

Here's a recap of Chapter 6. I'm home for the winter break. I met dad's new boyfriend, Jerry, who was staying for the holidays. Not long after New Year's, dad was called away on a work emergency, leaving Jerry and I by ourselves. Even though I felt guilty about betraying dad, Jerry and I had great sex a couple of times. One morning, Jerry gave me a blow job with breakfast. Things got even better that night! I'll explain below. (BTW, shame on you, if you didn't read the first 6 chapters! LOL)

When I got home from a night out with my buds, there was a strange car in the driveway. Once in the house, Jerry introduced me to his friend, Crawford (“CF, as all my friends call me”). As it turned out, CF and I met seven or eight years ago when my dad and CF were on a volunteer committee formed to raise money for the construction of a neighborhood park. Several of the committee meetings were held at our house.

Like Jerry, CF is a big guy — 6’4”, beard, unruly blond hair, blue eyes, chest hair overflowing the top of his t-shirt. In fact, he looks like the stereotypical mountain man, except he wasn’t chewing on a piece of hay, his beard was well trimmed, and he wasn’t wearing overalls.

I was subjected to the obligatory interrogation when a teen meets an adult. “Julian, I remember you as just a little kid. Now, you’re all grown up in college. Where ya going?”

“The U.”

“I started there but got expelled,” CF laughed. “Didn’t study. Never went to class. Drunk all the time. I ended up getting a degree many years later at another school. Did you always want to go to the U?”

“No. I looked around. Did several visits to other schools, but the U had more of what I wanted.”

“Do you have a major yet?”

“Nah. Haven’t really thought about it.”

“Have you made any friends?”

“Yes.” I thought of Kevin and the Toldisin twins. 

“Well, as I always say, ‘work hard and play hard’ in college. Make good friends, because you’ll have some of them for the rest of your life.”

Hmm. I thought of giving the Toldisin twins blow jobs for the next 60 years. Don't think so. By the way, why do adults feel the need to give unsolicited advice to teens they don't know?

CF continued, “When’s your dad getting home?”

“The day after tomorrow.”

“He had a work emergency, I heard.”

“Yeah, something happened at a satellite office in Cleveland.”

"Jerry's a lucky man to snag your dad."

"Yeah, I guess." If Jerry's so lucky to have my dad as a boyfriend, why did he screw me last night and this morning, plus give me a blow job, I wondered?

“Jerry tells me you’re gay.” This statement irritated me. It's not like I want to keep my gayness a secret. My friends and family all know. Maybe it's just I don't like being the subject of gossip.

Jerry interjected defensively, “It just came up in conversation.” I bet! Just like the weather in Jakarta, Indonesia, randomly comes up! 

“Well, I’m gay too,” said CF. “That’s how me and Jerry became friends.”

“Drink?” Jerry asked me, quickly changing the subject. “CF and I are having Scotch on the rocks.”

“Sure,” I said confidently, as if I drank Scotch every day.

Jerry fixed my drink and refreshed his drink and CF’s. We clinked glasses and said “cheers” in unison. An awkward silence ensued, as if we suddenly had nothing to talk about. I got a vibe that something was up. And, it turns out, I was right!

“You’re spot on,” CF said, breaking the silence. "Julian’s one good looking guy. Great body. Smooth skin. Smile. He’s got it all.”

“Like I said, he’s a hottie,” Jerry responded. 

“Can’t wait to see his ass. I've already got a hard on.”

Wow, this conversation turned quick!

Jerry said, “I told CF that me and you had some ‘fun.’ Now that you're home, me and CF were hoping for more 'fun.'”

Hmm. Well. Jerry and CF are good looking, my blow job was 14 hours ago, I’m horny, Jerry has a big 10-inch cock, CF may have one too, and my hole's twitching thinking about two dicks. I know I shouldn't have sex with dad's boyfriend, but I already crossed that threshold yesterday. I put my drink down and stepped closer to CF. Without speaking, we kissed deeply our tongues intertwining. Soon, we were undoing belt buckles, pulling down zippers, and unbuckling pants buttons.

"Yeah, that's so sexy," Jerry said. I glanced at Jerry and saw his pants around his ankles. His cock was already semi-hard.

CF and Jerry pulled down my shorts. I was hard too. CF immediately dropped to his knees and inhaled my dick into his mouth. Jerry and I kissed deeply, with Jerry fondling his dick until it was in full "monster" mode. While sucking me, CF lowered his pants and I got to see 8 inches of hard cock topped off by a shiny purple head. CF pushed me down so I was sitting on the edge of the sofa cushion, and he kneeled between my legs to continue sucking my dick. Meanwhile, Jerry straddled me with his knees on either side my torso, and I took his cock in my mouth. CF and I enjoyed sucking, as we grunted and groaned with pleasure.

"I can't wait," CF said. "I need to see that ass!" Together, CF and Jerry flipped me on my stomach.
"My, God," CF said in awe. "His butt's like marble. Flawless. No marks, no hair. I've got to fuck him now! Do you have the lube?"

Jerry reached under the sofa and pulled out the lube. So, all of this was planned! After all, who has lube conveniently stashed under the couch? CF's fingers were soon coating my hole.

I couldn't wait any longer either. I looked back at CF and said, "Fuck me!"

"Don't worry, kid, I will!"

CF rested his cock on my sphincter for a few seconds, tormenting me with anticipation. Finally, he pushed in. I could feel the shaft sliding up my chute and filling me with its girth. There was some initial pain, but the pleasure of that cock in me quickly overcame any lingering discomfort from being fucked by Jerry. It didn't take long before CF "bottomed out" (or is it "topped out") and his balls made contact with my butt. Then, CF commenced vigorously fucking me. While CF was fucking, Jerry kneeled on the floor by my face and shoved his cock down my throat. 

"Paradise," CF murmured.

"Perfection," responded Jerry.

"Heaven," I said, trying to keep the synonym string going.

After relentlessly fucking me, CF reluctantly agreed to let Jerry have a turn at my ass. I was flipped on my back with CF kneeling by my head holding my legs in the air. Jerry slid his dick in my hole. His dick was so big that it didn’t seem as if CF even opened up my sphincter. 

"Ouch! Fuck, That hurts!" I moaned. This seemed to spur Jerry on, as he started thrusting harder up my chute.

At the same time, Jerry leaned forward and told me to open my mouth. After last night, I knew what to expect — Jerry unleashed a huge wad of spit into my mouth. Almost immediately, CF's face appeared over me, and he spit another glob into my mouth. Then, Jerry spit in my mouth for the second time. "Swallow," Jerry instructed, and I did.

"Awesome!" said CF.

CF soon announced that it was his turn again, although Jerry protested that CF was “screwing him on time.” CF resumed his no mercy hammering of my ass. What more can I say? For the next 60 to 75 minutes, with only minor "breaks in the action,” CF and Jerry took turns ruthlessly fucking me. Over and over, back and forth, turn after turn, they fucked my ass. The non-fucking person would hold my legs and sometimes they pulled my legs back so far that my ass would rise up from the sofa. (In the latter position, I spent a great deal of time examining my knees. They really are quite boring to look at!) Jerry and CF frequently commented that "it would be a miracle if I could walk or sit tomorrow." I worried about that too.

Finally, CF moaned, "I'm cuming." Amidst much cursing and yelling, CF blasted a huge load of cum deep inside me. "Best! Sex! Ever!" he moaned, as he continued to fuck until his exhausted cock slipped out of my wet hole.

Jerry quickly replaced CF, using CF's cum as lube. Jerry was as merciless as CF in his fucking. Jerry slammed CF's cum even deeper into me. At last, Jerry couldn’t hold back and dumped his load, mixing it with CF's somewhere deep inside me. I cleaned CF's and Jerry's cocks and lapped up the cum that spilled on the sofa cushions. Next, CF gave me a blow job, taking every drop that, unfortunately, all to soon spurted from my cock. 

After we finished, we abandoned our clothes and headed upstairs where we crashed naked in dad’s bed. I slept the sleep of the dead.

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Running water. That's the first thing I heard in the morning. Despite my grogginess, I brilliantly concluded that someone was taking a shower. When I finally cracked open my bleary eyes, Jerry was sitting next to me reading on his laptop. I again brilliantly concluded that CF must be in the shower.

CF soon emerged naked from the bathroom in the final stages of toweling off; the cock that provided so much ecstasy last night swinging between his legs. That woke me up!

As I stirred awake, Jerry called me a “sleepy head” and told me to take a shower. I showered for 20 minutes despite shouted questions from Jerry and CF asking if I had drowned.

When I came out of the bathroom, Jerry and CF were sitting naked on the bed. Jerry signaled me to join them. “Kind of sexy. Three guys sitting together naked in bed,” he said. Jerry pointed to a large area of dried cum on the sheets and added, “We made a mess last night!”

I looked at what used to be a lake of cum but was now crusty and yellowed. “Fuck!” I said. “We’re going to have to wash sheets before dad gets home tomorrow.”

“Plus, clean the bedroom and family room,” added CF.

“What about the bathroom? Dirty towels and crap everywhere,” said Jerry.

“Fuck!” I repeated. This isn’t what I wanted to do today. I was already worried about hiding the fact that I slept with dad's boyfriend. Now, in addition to that mental stress, I’d have to help clean half the house! In contrast to yesterday, today looked bleak and boring.

“Relax!’ said Jerry. “Calm down! I'm sure three grown men can get the job done. We have all day.”

“It’ll be a great day. Three men working together as a team,” said CF, trying to cheer me up.

“I’ve an idea for real team building,” said Jerry. “Let’s fuck again! Right now!”

What?! Before I could tell them that my butt was to sore for anal sex, CF pounced like a cat on my flaccid penis and sucked it whole into his mouth. Meanwhile, Jerry moved in to kiss me; his tongue down my throat immediately. We “rolled around” in bed getting hard and horny, cleaning no longer a major priority.

“I need to fuck that ass, again, now,” said CF. I got turned over on my stomach, and the lube suddenly appeared again. (The words that immediately came to mind were "planned" and "choreographed," like everything else since last night.) CF was soon sticking a finger and then two in my ass, opening my hole and coating it with lube. CF didn’t waste any time, positioning his hard cock at my hole. I prepared for pain, because even CF’s lube covered fingers had caused some discomfort. As CF’s cock pierced my sphincter, I jumped because it hurt.

“A downside to being a bottom,” CF told me.

At the same time, Jerry kneeled by my face and pushed his cock down my throat. Jerry moaned and said “Warm and wet. Can’t beat it!”

I could feel my ass filling with CF’s cock, as he pushed all the way in until his balls hit my ass. Then, CF started vigorously thrusting in and out, providing commentary on how great it was to fuck my ass. For a while, each thrust hurt but, at the same time, each thrust brought pleasure. Not long after CF started fucking me, Jerry disappeared. After a minute or so, I glanced back over my shoulder to see him sitting behind CF at the foot of the bed texting. “Why is he texting when he should be face fucking me?” I thought. 

I need not have worried about Jerry. He was soon back, fucking my face, trying to get his huge cock down my throat. CF's hands were on the top of my shoulders to keep my body from moving away from him, as he rammed my ass with all his might.

Squeak! Squeak! I heard the bedroom door opening. Before I could turn around to see who the hell could be coming into the bedroom, I heard dad scream, "What the fuck is going on?" A slight pause and then, "You motherfucking whores!"

Jerry, CF, and I froze. Dad strode across the room and attempted to punch Jerry, but Jerry managed to block the blow with his forearm. Jerry gasped out, "I can explain! I can explain!"

"What're ya going to explain? That you're a back stabbing disgusting whore? Some boyfriend you are!" 

"Nnnooo!" Jerry stammered out. "I ..." But, before Jerry could say more, dad interrupted and turned to CF, yelling, "And, you, you bitch!"

"Don't blame me! It's Julian! He threw himself at me! He's the whore!" said CF, pointing at me.

"What? No! Wait, dad, he's lying. I, I, I ....," I stuttered. I was near tears and shaking.

"All of you, get out of my house! Don't come back! I never want to see you lying, fucking degenerates again!"

"Dad, no. Wait!" I was wailing. I tried to un-impale myself from CF's cock, which was still buried in my ass.

"Get the fuck out!" Another scream from dad. "Now!" My stomach seemed to fall out of my body in terror.

CF snickered. Followed by a laugh from Jerry. Dad said, "I can't do this anymore." Dad, CF, and Jerry started laughing uproariously.

"What happening? I don't understand," I blurted out stupidly.

"April fools! On January 9th," said Jerry. More peels of laughter. "We planned this. Your dad got home early this morning. He napped a little on the sofa. When we were ready, I texted for him to come on up."

It took a second, but then I realized that I was the victim of a well-played joke. For an instant, I was a little angry, but I had to admit they got me good. I fell for it "hook, line, and sinker," as they say. I would've never caught on. They could've played the joke out longer, if they wanted. As a "good sport," it was now my responsibility to acknowledge how great the joke was, so I sarcastically said, "You guys could be the new Three Stooges! Why don't you take your act on the road?" And, "Why didn't you just say that dad had boiled to death in a vat of acid? That would've been hilarious!" Plus, "Just you guys wait. I'll get you back." 

"All I know is you were white as a ghost," said Jerry.

"You couldn't have pulled a needle out of his ass with a 4-wheel drive," added CF. CF paused and said, "Can I start fucking again?"

"Go to it," said dad, as he started to strip. CF immediately resumed thrusting into me and, after three or four thrusts, he resumed ramming me hard.

"You go. You're the father," said Jerry. With that, dad's hard cock slid between my lips and into my relieved but eager mouth. Dad didn't waste time. He soon had his hands on his hips, thrusting his engorged cock deep into my throat; my nose making contact with his pubic hair. While watching and masturbating, Jerry said, "A dad and his son! Hot!"

"Rotate," dad said. I was flipped on my back. Dad replaced CF, eased his cock into my ass, and started fucking, my legs resting on his shoulders. Jerry shoved his cock in my mouth. I was in heaven. Dad's cock wasn't as big as Jerry's or CF's. He didn't fuck as hard or violently. He didn't curse in ecstasy nearly as much. But, I liked his cock in me best, because he leaned his face close to mine, smiled, rubbed my unruly hair out of my eyes, and cupped my face in his hands. He was my dad! 

Dad, Jerry, and CF rotated continuously for what seemed like hours, each taking turns fucking my ass or mouth. I was tossed around on the bed like a rag doll with Jerry and CF, and sometimes dad, only interested in satisfying their carnal cravings. I didn’t mind being fucked like this, as that’s what I enjoy. Each time it was his turn, CF would assault my hole with such force that it seemed like my body was suffering whiplash. Jerry’s objective was to inflict pain with his huge cock, fucking me hard and trying to force his cock deeper inside me with every thrust. On one rotation, dad only slid his cock slightly beyond my ass lips and spent his turn fucking the entrance to my hole. This drove me wild, and I orgasmed, shooting a load on my stomach and chest. Of course, CF quickly lapped up the cum and drizzled it back in my mouth. He called it "recycling!"

CF was the first to cum, shooting his load deep in my hole. He continued to fuck until his semen was oozing out of my butt, covering my ass crack and his cock in a cumy white blanket. I eagerly cleaned his dripping cock with my mouth and tongue. Next, using CF's load as lube, Jerry unloaded a tidal wave of cum. CF and dad urged Jerry to keep fucking me until he lost his erection, and he did, although it took some time. The sheet under my butt was soaked again. Finally, as my mouth finished cleaning Jerry's dick, dad finished fucking me. Dad literally laid on top of my chest, his face inches from mine, as he fucked. His orgasm shook both of us to our core. Three loads in my ass before 10:30 a.m.!

We cleaned the house and had an early dinner that evening. CF had to get home, because he worked in the morning. Dad prevailed on me to give CF a "blow job for the road," which I did in front of dad and Jerry. I got one last load from CF down my throat.

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I'm back at school and settled into my second semester routine. Kevin and I haven't had sex yet but maybe soon. I've resumed weekly oral sessions with the Toldisin twins. I'll write more at the end of the semester, if I have any "escapades" to report.