Ending of Part 2....

I began college and one week dad had to be out of town. Clay and I spent every night sharing Clays bed and one night even invited Greg to join us in a three way. Dad was due back on a noon flight on Saturday. Friday night would be the last night of uninhibited sex for Clay and I.

We got totally engrossed in sex and began a hot sixty-nine on the living room floor while using various dildos on each others ass.

Just as we were about to climax, we heard the door.

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Before we could react, the door opened and there stood my dad, Jim.

"What the fuck is going on?" he screamed.

Clay and I jumped up and looked at him. I could see fire in his eyes and ran to my bedroom.

I could hear dad screaming at Clay, asking how he could do such a thing.

As I put on some pants, I heard Clay reply, "It just happened. We were camping and it happened."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"He asked me not to. Do you know how hard it was for me to not only keep his secret from you but to also keep yours from him?"

When I heard that, I was stunned, wondering what secret dad was keeping from me. Could it be the same secret?

Returning to the living room, I decided to face my dad.

"Dad, Clay didn't force me into doing anything. We jerked together and later he started down on me. I knew what he was going to do and never tried to stop him. I later did him and loved it. So now you know, your son likes sex with men."

"I'm sorry I blew up, but it was such a shock when I walked in and saw you two."

"I can understand. I should have confessed to you. Now, you know my secret. What's yours?"

Dad looked at the floor then over at Clay.

"Tell him," Clay said.

Dad walked over to the sofa and sat down. I could tell he was nervous and felt for him.

"Son, I'm gay. Clay and I grew up having sex together. I thought it would end when your mom and I married but I was wrong. After she walked out on us, I was relieved that I no longer had to hide my feeling for men from her but as you got older, I knew I had to hide them from you."

"Dad, you should have told me."

"How would you have reacted?"

"I'm not sure but at least I have tried to understand."

"Can you forgive me, Mark? I love you so much. I never wanted to hurt you."

"Dad, we need to forgive each other and just be ourselves. I have no more secrets, do you?"

"I didn't until I walked into this room," he said.

"Oh? Can you explain that?" I asked.

"I never gave it much thought, but after walking in and seeing your hot body and hard cock, I'd love to have sex with you."

I was stunned at what dad said. At least he was now being honest.

"Dad, I need some time to think."

I went to my room, finished dressing, and threw a change of clothes in my backpack and headed out.

"Where are you going?" Dad asked.

"I'm not sure. I'll be back later."

I left and went to the cheap motel that Clay and I had used before next to the truck stop. After checking in, I threw my bag on the bed and headed over to the truck stop café.

I took a stool at the counter and ordered a cup of coffee. A driver in his late twenties a few stool down nodded a hello as I glanced around. I half smiled and nodded back then lowered my head and began running the evening events through my head.

Without realizing it, I was on my third cup of coffee when I heard a voice say, "You look like you have the world on your shoulders."

I turned to look at the voice and realized that the young trucker had move to the stool next to me.

"In a way, I do. It's been an interesting evening and information was revealed that I never expected to hear."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked.

"Buddy, if I told you what was going on, you would run for the hills and hide."

"I doubt that. I'm a good listener and I never judge people."

"I really appreciate that. I'll let you know if you're going to be around."

"All night," he replied. "I'll be in the drivers lounge for a while, and by the way, I'm Brad," he added, offering his hand.

Shaking his hand I said, "I'm Mark. If I decide to talk, I'll look for you."

Holding my hand longer than I thought was normal, he smiled and said, "If there is anything ,and I do mean anything, I can do, just let me know."

"Thanks, I will," I replied wondering if he really meant what it sounded like.

I ordered a burger and as I ate, I decided to invite Brad to my room and see what his reaction would be when I told him my story in all it's detail.

After paying my bill, I headed for the lounge and found Brad sitting on the back row of seats watching the giant screen TV.

I took the seat next to him and after a moment I said softly, "Maybe it would help if I talked about it. If you're ready to hear some wild shit, I'm ready to talk."

"I've heard some wild things before," he replied.

"Not here. Give me a few minutes, then come to my room next door. Room 15. People might get some wild ideas of their own if we leave together."

"Who gives a fuck what they think. I sure as hell don't. Let's go."

We got up and walked to my room together. Once inside, I told him to make himself comfortable because it was a long story.

We both sat on the bed and I began my tale starting with the first campout. Brad seemed excited when I began telling how Clay slipped into my bed and what happened afterward.

When I got near the end, Brad stopped me and said, "You're right, this is wild. Take a break while I take a pee."

He used the bathroom then headed for the door. "I'll be right back," he said. A few minutes later he returned with a six-pack of beer.

Smiling, he said, "I assume you're old enough to drink?"

"Well, I'm legal for everything except drinking but since I have no plans of going out tonight, I'll join you."

As we opened our beer, he told me to continue.

I did and soon reached the point of telling him about everything that had happened this evening.

"Fucking unbelievable," he said.

"I told you it was wild. Does being here with a guy that likes having sex with men make you uncomfortable?"

"Not in the least," he replied. "Now, let me tell you a story."

I looked at him questioningly as he began.

Brad began telling me that when he was in his late teens, his dad caught him and his older brother having sex. He said he talked to them like they were grown but didn't condemn them for what they were doing.

"Dad accepted us as we were. My brother and I still have sex when we see each other. It sounds like your dad is much the same way. Go back face him and start living in the future."

I looked at Brad totally different now and without hesitation, leaned toward him and kissed him on his lips. As we separated, I smiled and said, "Thanks. I never dreamed you would understand."

"Oh, I do. I can almost promise that it will bring you and your dad closer."

"You think so?"

"I know so. I later confessed to my dad that I thought he was hot and came right out and asked him if I could suck him. To my shocked surprise, he said yes, and we became so much closer."

We were finishing our second beer and I looked at Brad and asked, "Would you like to spend the night with me tonight?"

"I'd love to," he replied.

I got up and locked the door and as I turned around, Brad was standing next to me and took me in his muscular arms. We kissed passionately, exchanging tongues, then began undressing each other.

Seconds later we were totally nude and in bed, passionately making out. Soon to follow was a hot sixty-nine.

Climaxing seconds apart, we swallowed then kissed again. We lay cuddled together and Brad said he hadn't been with another person all week because of having to stay on schedule.

We talked and I told him that the idea of having sex with my dad turned me on. He confessed that although his dad didn't suck cock, he and his dad did kiss and make out before he either sucked his dad or his dad fucked his ass.

The idea of feeling my dad in my ass excited me as did the thought of fucking his ass.

Later, I told Brad I wanted him to fuck me and he gladly agreed. He eased in and it was fantastic feeling his big nine inch cock buried deep in me. After some slow passionate fucking, he filled my hole with his huge load. After he pulled out he insisted I had to fuck him which I didn't hesitate I doing.

Saturday morning, we had another sixty-nine before he left the room. We exchanged phone numbers and agreed to meet again when he came back through which he said was about once a month.

I returned home and found dad and Clay eating breakfast, both in their briefs. After hugs from dad and him saying how glad he was knowing I was okay, I excused myself and went to my room.

After throwing my bag on the bed, I stripped totally nude and returned to the kitchen and began preparing a bowl of cereal.

Noticing dad looking at me, I said, "Look, we all know about each other. I don't know about you two, but I enjoy being nude and plan to be that way whenever I'm home."

Dad and Clay looked at each other and Clay smiled, then stood and removed his briefs.

Dad began laughing and seconds later stood and removed his. It was the first time I had seen my dad totally nude since I was a young boy.

I joined them at the table to eat my cereal and after cleaning up we went to the den. Dad sat in his recliner and Clay and I were on the sofa.

I began looking over my dads hot muscular body and felt my cock stiffening. Of course, dad noticed and his began stiffening also. soon all three of us were rock hard.

Without saying a word, I got up and walked over to dad and dropped to my knees and swallowed his cock. Loudly, I heard him say, "Oh, fuck yes!"

Having dad's cock in my mouth was awesome and I desperately wanted to eat his hot load. Clay stood and walked over and as I sucked dad, he began sucking Clay.

I soon brought dad to his climax and his load was huge and delicious. I collected every drop and as I milked it dry, Clay filled dad's mouth. Dad and I pulled off together and watched each other swallow. Afterward, dad leaned forward and we kissed passionately.

That Saturday was devoted to the three of us having hot passionate sex together . It was awesome to watch Clay fuck dads ass and them suck each other.

One of the best parts was feeling dad up my ass shooting his load deep in me. He said feeling me cum up his ass was a dream come true.

Sex was a normal daily thing between the three of us after that. We even invited Greg to join in with us.

Then, just over a month later, I got a call from Brad that he would be in town overnight. I told him that I would meet him at the truck stop.

I did and took him home, and once there I introduced him to dad and Clay.

"Dad, the night you caught Clay and I and I left, I met Brad at the truck stop." I told dad about what all I had told Brad and what Brad told me.

"That's what brought me home and gave me change of attitude."

Dad hugged Brad then kissed him saying, "How can I ever thank you?"

"You already have by your acceptance."

The four of us had a wild night of sex and it was awesome. It was a total turn on watching dad take Brad's nine inch cock in his ass. Dad was turned on when, after taking Brad's load in his ass, Brad sucked it out and shared it with me in a kiss.

It's been a year now and the three of us have sex daily. Our house is Brad's lay over spot when he is in town. And, Brad and I seem to be getting closer with every visit.

I told dad how I felt and he said if I wanted him to he would give Brad a job and match his current pay.

I told Brad about dad's offer if he wanted to get off the road. On his next visit, he accepted and a month later we became lovers.

Dad and Clay, even though they were brothers, also became lovers and the four of us do everything together. Weekends are when we have our four ways and swap partner for one on one sex.

Sometimes it's me and dad and other times me and Clay.

Now we're one big happy family.

THE END...............................

 

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