My Island

 You might read Edgings, Exploring the Edge, Falling off the Edge books first. My Island is set a couple years after Falling off the Edge. The first seven chapters establish the new time, a few new characters, but will eventually bring back many old characters and I honestly have no idea where it will go, so hold onto your sexy asses!

Chapter 6

MARK

I arched as Jake's lips and teeth toyed with my throbbing cock shaft through the sheer mesh front of the bikini briefs, I'd put on to tease them. Them... yeah, where was Cass? I opened my eyes and saw my son standing by the bed, his young taunt chiseled body straining toward the bed, his eyes dark with lust, his cock leaking pre still trapped against his abs by that thong that hid absolutely nothing. My god my son was hot.

"Cass. Come, be with us."

"Dad... its... you're so beautiful... how come I never saw it..." Cass whispered, his body shuddering.

"Because we're father and son... baby." I said in a husky whisper. "Mmm, Jake that feels so .... fuck." Jake had lifted My cock out of my briefs with his lips and teeth and licked it's length. But he was taking his time, letting my son and I work things out.

"This is... something new for us, Cass. It's alright. I have haven't missed how beautiful and sexy you have become. I just never thought .... I mean... You're an adult, now, and, it's not like you and I can give each other a baby."

Jake 's shoulders shook, and I slapped his ass. "Shhh you, this is serious. Just keep doing what you're doing."

"Mmm, yes sir." Jake murmured his lips and tongue slurping slowly up the length of my cock to its head.

Cass giggled huskily looking down at them, his eyes riveted to my cock as it was being laved and licked and suckled by Jake's skilled sensual mouth.

"Looking at each other ... sexy ... sexually is new for us, baby. Take your time." I husked to Cass, as lovingly as I could. "If it's not comfortable for you..."

"Let me watch once. I' want to see Jake fuck you." That last part of what Cass said came out in a surprisingly deep sexy purr. Cass pulled down his thong off his balls, baring himself completely, and using his own pre-cum began to stroke himself right there beside us." Part of me wanted to look away, feeling guilty about watching my son masturbate. The other part couldn't look away at all.

Jake lifted his head up off my cock, pushed up and turned his body out a little to bring his head toward Cass, and with a lick slurp on the underside of my son's cock, took it in his mouth and sucked it slowly, sensually.

Cass moaned, his legs almost buckling. "Jake, stop... It won't take much.... please just fuck my dad."

Jake slipped away giving Cass's cock tip a loving kiss, and then hooking his fingers in my thong, yanked it down and away before pushing me back down the bed. "Cass hand me the lube and a condom," Jake said, his voice gruff and raspy furry with need. 

Cass stepped to the side table as Jake lifted my legs up over his shoulders. Then, he moved down, and kneeling, pressed his lips into butt crack and taint, and licking, rimming me. His tongue slipped inside my puckered hole, and all I could was moan.

Cass put the jar of lube and a condom packet down by Jake and stood over the action, slowly lightly stroking himself. It was evident that if he did much more, he would cum. The young man's lips were parted his eyes half shut, his chest rising and falling with shuddery breaths, his big balls visibly contracting.

"Fuck." I breathed. I was just commenting on the sexiness of the scene, but Jake took that as a command. He moved up again onto his feet, lifting My legs to rest on his back..

"Cass baby put a pillow under your sexy dad's back." Jake said as he

"Yes." Cass breathed helping Jake get my back supported. 

 His hands did more than jsut position a pillow. Once that close to me, Cass's hands strayed over my abs, his hands brushing over my throbbing cock. "There." Cass said. He stepped back again so he could watch us.

Jake pressed the tip of his cock into my ass and began adding pressure. Cass let out an "ooh, that looks so hot," of admiration at the sight of Jakes rippling body at work. I was doing the same thing. I had taken Jakes three fingers up my ass in the car the day before. That was nothing compared to the growing pressure stretching me out back there, pressure that became pain. Hot pain. It hurt, but part of my mind, bloomed with love for that particular pain, because my body seemed to know how it could and would feel. 

My dot com billionaire lover who's ship I had piloted for a summer had had a nice cock. A good seven inches. He'd made me cum taking it. But... oh fuck it hadn't felt anything like this!

"Relax baby, push back." Jake coached him. "You can do it." Jake's voice was breathy and basso low at the same time, his eyes intent on me, watching my expression. I did as he ordered, and for a moment the pain seemed too intense. But then he was in. Something gave way. Jake went still inside me, watching. I gasped. "Oh fuck."

There... a glimmer of the most amazing pleasure ... seemed to appear in my mind right out from under that pain. "Fuck me, Jake." I heard myself say.

Jake leaned forward and kissed me, a beautiful loving kiss, and then his haunches flexed and slowly, smoothly he drove that pole he called a cock home pushing it deeper up that warm grip of that tight channel. "oh baby... so tight." He groaned.

I was feeling more pain, a fullness, and swiftly overcoming that, a ribbon of purest pleasure that bloomed from out of nowhere. He knew his prostate was being tapped. No, more than tapped; lovingly rubbed. 

Cass moaned beside us watching. Out of a euphoria of bliss, I looked up at Cass where he stood close beside us, carefully stroking on edge, with glazed eyes, and saw that my beautiful boy was...crying?

"Cass?"

"Oh Dad, you are so beautiful. It's so fucking hot."

"Cass come here. Kiss me, my love."

Cass's eyes dragged themselves upward along my torso to his face, and then he was there, kissing me, grey eye eyes staring into blue. "I love you..."

"Love you too, baby" I husked as Jake's cock slowly began to thrust in and out of me, rubbing, rubbing, lighting my fire. I was already approaching the edge, and kissing my son while Jake fucked me nearly had me shooting, already.

"Hey," Jake said, his eyes burning at them while his ass flexed in and back, an easy slow One to three One to three rhythm. "Hey let me in." He begged. Cass giggles breathlessly, draw Jake into the three-way kiss, mouths and tongues dancing, cheek to cheek, rubbing faces.

My right arm reached out to slide under Cass and found my son's cock circling it. A deep growl started from somewhere. Probably Jake. It seemed to catch at their spines like a final warning before the explosion. And then we were all moaning into each other's mouths, a groan of three bodies unable to hold back even one second more. 

"Hunhhhhnnnn, Fuck, hunnncummmmming!!" came out of all three of us. I could feel Jake's cock flare inside me and then convulse, pulsing out Jakes love for me as the sexy man filled his condom. At that moment Iwas locked inside a river of hottest heavenly release. And my own son was moaning and squirting his own love juice across my abs between them.

There was a long silence broken by deep breathing slowly calming as bodies and minds recovered.

Distantly someone's cell phone rang.

Cass breathed. "Fuck."

"Son, such language," I said automatically, and all three of us guffawed.

Cass rose slowly. "That's mom's ring. I was supposed to call her last night. I better get it." Cass blew them a kiss and walked reluctantly from the room.

Jake sighed. "Damn, and that reminds me. Mrs. Remmington wanted me to gas up her boat and have it ready to take her and her friends out for the day. I better get going."

I had to grin, even if a little sadly. "What was that about fucking my ass all day?"

Jake smiled and looked down into my eyes. "Well, I got half right."

"You sure did. Jake, you are amazing."

"Nothing like you baby, and I do believe you promised me something for later."

"Oh? What was that?" Michael asked innocently.

"My ass." Jake said.

"Oh, I have that, its right here, and such a sexy ass it is." I said patting and squeezing Jakes muscular bubble butt. 

"Your cock, then." Jake said.

"My cock?"

"In."

"In?" I repeated.

"My ass:

"Your ass." I echoed, trying not to laugh. "There you are talking about your ass again. That's what I love about you, Captain Jake Saunders, is your love for your own sexy ass."

"Well, you know what they say about loving yourself so you can love others."

"Oh, I see, so because you love your own ass that means you can love mine?"

"I suppose so."

"You suppose?"

"Well since I own it now, I don't have to love it, do I. I do, of course, especially after that fuck... "

"You realize of course that your still IN my ass?"

"Fuck yeah." Jake's eyes started to burn with need again, and I realized Jake's cock had never gone down.

"Um Jake ... Mrs. Remmington's yacht...."

"Can wait. " Jake said as his thrusts picked up speed again, One two three pause... One two three...

As that hidden stream of deliciousness started at the base of my spine again, I struggled to find some restraint for the both of them. "Jake." he huffed.

"Yes baby?"

"Ummmm fuck."

"Yes, baby."

When we finally broke apart, after another wonderful session of love making, just the two of us, it was quick frantic showers, quick bites to eat, down to the resort, and three of us going our separate ways, me up to his office, Jake out to Mrs. Remmington's yacht, and Cass in his lifeguard's speedo showing up to sign in for a day at the pool. He was back to one of his old jobs he had held here occasionally since he'd turned eighteen.

"What did your mom call about, Cass?" I asked him, smiling at how sexy my son looked. That speedo outlined every bump and vein and of my son's big cock.

"Us, if we had gotten home, oh, and she wants to have lunch with us." His expression and voice both sounded dead. My son and his mother did NOT get along. 

"When?"

"Today, on Mr. Danforth's yacht. He's hosting it." Cass said, again without the least sign of enthusiasm.

"That sounds like fun." I said, unable to prevent an edge of sarcasm from coloring my own voice.

"Yeah, sorry I forgot to tell you earlier. I guess I wanted to forget about it."

"Cass your mother does love you, you know."

"My mother is a manipulating, lying bitch, dad. After everything she has put you through, I have no idea how you can defend her."

"I really can't. But I have to believe she loves you." I said, determined to maintain that for him. Quite frankly the years had made me wonder if she really did.

"Well, I hope she gets over it soon. She is a pain in the ass, and not in a good way."

Cass and I grinned at each other for a moment. Cass started to leave, but I held up a hand, my eyes narrowing. "Wait son." I turned to look out the window over the docks in the marina. Danforth's one hundred foot plus mega yacht dominated one of the piers at the far end of the resort from where my office was, but I could still see its cabin works rising above other yachts. 

"How insistent was she that I be there?"

Cass blinked a frown line appearing. "Very... kinda odd, now I think of it."

"Danforth is a high-powered lawyer." I said, flatly.

"One of her boyfriends." Cass added. Cass didn't quite say "many", but the word was there in his sentence.

"I wouldn't be surprised if she blind-sided us with new divorce demands. Let's dress casually, but nice. I will make some calls. I don't want to be caught off guard."

Cass smiled at me admiringly. "Don't worry dad, mom always underestimates you. " Then his eyes widened as if remembering something. "Dad don't forget the airline attendant, Chris. He sent you, his resume."

"Right, and yes he did. Thanks son and by the way, that speedo looks very hot on you. You're going to wind up beating them off with a stick."

His son blushed but he wiggled his ass for me as he left the office.