Perfect Addition

Chapter Nine

Hamilton’s POV

My mouth was still hanging open as I stared at Troy; my son and my first born child. I shook myself out of my shock. Troy was bisexual? All this time, and through everything that had happened over the past year and he had never told me? And then there was the fact that he and Marcus, my boyfriend, had fucked each other back in college?

“What the hell?” I mumbled as I took a seat on one of the dining room chairs.

“I’m sorry, Dad,” Troy repeated. “I should’ve told you sooner.”

“Me too,” Marcus added. “We just didn’t want to upset you, that’s all.”

“I-I’m not upset,” I managed. “Just. . .surprised, is all. Wow! And what a surprise it is!”

“I hope it’s not too much for you, Dad,” Troy said, sitting next to me.

I looked into his eyes. My wonderful son. He looked a hell of a lot like me, so I supposed I should have figured he would share my proclivities. I had been far too busy dealing with the beginnings of my drama with Denise back then to really pay attention during Troy’s college years. I held his hand and smiled at him.

“It’s ok, Troy. I’m not upset or angry with you. It should be me apologizing for not realizing. You’re my son, and I should have been paying attention, or at least ensuring that you felt you could come tell me about this.”

“Nah, Dad. I didn’t really want anyone to know. And don’t blame yourself. I know you were going through it with mom, so I get it.”

“Thanks, son. I love you, no matter what, and I always will. Even if you did fuck my boyfriend.”

“Thanks, Dad,” he said with a chuckle.

“And you,” I smiled, turning to Marcus. “You definitely could have told me sooner, but, I do understand why you didn’t.”

“You do? Really?”

“Really, I do. You were thinking about how Troy felt about it too. Thanks for looking out for him.”

“Ah, you’re welcome then. You’re making me blush here,” Marcus joked.

“So. . .all’s well that ends well?” Troy asked.

“Mostly,” Marcus interjected. “There is the issue of the guy we want to hook you up with.”

“Say what now?”

“Remember you told me about how much you wanted a regular fuck buddy? Well, Hamilton and I have encountered a very worthy candidate, and we’ve both vetted him quite thoroughly.”

“Oh really?” Troy smirked. “And what do you rate him?”

“Well, he is a top,” I explained. “Or at least he is thus far. He’s an anal virgin but he’s open to bottoming for the right guy.”

“Mmmm nice! Any pics?”

While Marcus showed him pictures, I explained a bit about Sayid’s situation. I didn’t mention the blackmail, nor did I describe how fucking hot the sex was but I could tell Troy was very interested.

“Damn, he is hot!” Troy grinned, looking the pics over. “Fuck! He’s got a big dick too! And you said he’s a sex addict?”

“Yup.”

“Well, I am a very horny guy myself, so if you two old guys can handle him, then I most definitely can!”

“Hey, hey! I’m only two years older than you,” Marcus reminded.

“Sorry, let me correct myself: an old guy and a middle aged guy,” Troy laughed.

“A real joker, huh? I can still send you to your room, young man,” I quipped.

“Sure, but only if this hot stud is gonna be there,” Troy replied, licking his lips as he looked over Sayid’s pics again.

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Marcus’ POV

The introduction had gone exceedingly well. Troy and Sayid had instantly been into each other, and they’d left our house that same night for their first impromptu date. Since we didn’t hear back from them even hours’ later, Hamilton and I figured things had gone better than we’d hoped.

As it turned out, we were correct. Troy called the following morning to report that the night had been a success. After a walk around the wide city promenade, they’d gone back to Sayid’s place and ‘fucked the house down’. He gushed over how big Sayid’s dick was and how well he had fucked him.

Two weeks had passed since that introductory night, and Hamilton and I were heading off for a night on the town. We decided to invite Troy and Sayid over to house sit and spend the night away from the rougher side of town, where Sayid lived. From the moment they arrived, they couldn’t keep their hands off each other.

“Oh yeah, it’s going great,” Troy mused, while he stood behind Sayid, exploring under his shirt and making Sayid moan softly. “We fuck like, gosh, several times a day!”

“And it’s even worse on weekends,” Sayid purred.

“Yeah, when I’ve got this sexy boy face-down and ass-up all Saturday morning,” Troy chuckled, then sucked on Sayid's neck, eliciting another deep moan from his lover.

“Wow! So you enjoy bottoming now?” Hamilton asked.

“Oh yeah,” Sayid chirped. “It happened the second night after you introduced us. This sexy muthafucka popped my cherry wide open and I loved it. He’s been keeping my hole nice and loose ever since.”

“Damn right,” Troy added, then kissed Sayid. The pair made out right in front of us, moaning as Sayid pushed his ass back on Troy’s crotch, both their sweatpants tenting obscenely.

“Sorry, guys,” Sayid began, between kisses.

“Yeah, sorry Dad. . .Marcus. We just. . .can’t keep our hands off. . .each other. We’re always so horny,” Troy explained in breaths between sucking face with Sayid. He slid one hand down the front of Sayid’s sweatpants and stroked his massively long and thick erection, a wet spot forming at the tip where it met the fabric.

“Damn, get a room,” Hamilton chuckled as we checked ourselves over before we stepped out. It was fall and Hamilton was smartly dressed in a casual relaxed-fit black suit paired with an ochre turtleneck shirt. I was similarly dressed but I had paired a lilac turtleneck with my black casual.

“Or at least use the guest bedroom,” I chuckled, as we stepped out the door.

“Oh, we plan to,” Troy purred. “You two have a nice night. Be safe and don’t come home too early.”

Before we’d even made it to the SUV parked right in the middle of the driveway, the door was shut and locked, and we heard the horny young couple’s excited giggling.

“I don’t mind them fucking all over the house, so long as they don’t break anything,” Hamilton commented.

“Oh stop! You’re sounding like a miserly old grandfather,” I teased. “Don’t act as though we don’t fuck all over the house at least once a month.”

“That’s true,” Hamilton admitted with a grin. “Let’s go enjoy our night. We certainly deserve it.”

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Sayid’s POV

The moment those two left the house, me and Troy were all over each other, sucking face. I sucked on his tongue as I pushed him to sit on the big comfy couch and straddled his lap. My big hard dick pressed against his abs and he freed it, stroking it from base to tip. I grinded on him, feeling that big ten-inch dick of his slide up between my fabric-covered ass-cheeks.

“Damn, baby! Take these off,” Troy whispered, sliding my sweatpants off my hips. I stood and stepped out of them, and whipped my shirt off over my head. Troy did the same then pulled me into another kiss. I’d only known him for two weeks, but I loved his lips. I loved how he kissed me, and held me.

“Bent over,” he said, and positioned me on all fours on the couch. I stretched my arms over the back of the seat, and spread my legs just as Troy palmed my hairy buns, spread them and buried his face in between.

“Ah fuck! Yeah, nigga! Eat that ass!” I sighed.

My hole quivered as he shoved his tongue in and swirled it around. Troy had been eating my ass every fucking day since we’d met, and even more since he’d popped my cherry. He grabbed my big caramel dick and stroked it while he feasted; sucking on my pouty anal lips and twisting his tongue round inside my hair-rimmed chute.

“Augh yeah! Fuck!” I breathed, looking back over my shoulder as I reached back, pulled my buns wider apart and arched my back. His tongue sank deeper and my eyes rolled up in my head. “Auuuuughhhhh! Fuck, nigga!”

“Mmmm hm!” Troy moaned, and slammed those big hands of his down on my ass, making me shudder. “You like this, huh, baby?”

“Fuck yeah! Get my ass open! I want you to fuck the hell outta me!” I gasped.

“No doubt,” he said with a smile, his deep voice reverberating in my chest and turning me on even more. He stood and pulled my ass back to his dick as he humped up along my spit-slick hairy crack, drooling his own thick trail of precum. I danced on that dick, wiggling and twerking my ass. I wanted it bad, and he gave it to me; aiming the head to my hole and sliding right in.

We both howled, and Troy only paused when he’d lodged that big throbbing chocolate fuck-stick to the balls inside me. I shook with pleasure. My asshole fluttered and I was whimpering softly, loving the feeling of that big-ass dick stretching my newly devirginized man-pussy. Without any encouragement, I began to throw my ass back on him.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Damn, baby!” Troy moaned, looking down and watching his long thick chocolate dick slip in and out of my eager caramel tunnel. I fucked myself on his dick harder, clapping my cheeks back on his pelvis.

“Damn, boy! Fuck!” he barked, shuddering. I grinned. I loved it when I got him so fucking excited.

“Gimme that fuckin’ dick, baby! Pound this pussy, nigga!” I growled.

So said, so done. Troy grabbed my waist and proceeded to dig deep in my guts. Every stroke was like magic, thrilling my hole and sending shockwaves of pleasure up my body every time he slammed his dick in deep. I dug my fingers into the back of the couch, my eyes crossed and my mouth hanging open as the wind was knocked from my lungs with every thrust.

“D. . .Damn, nigga! Fuck me, baby! Ooooooooh shit!” I managed to squeal before I had to bite my bottom lip and focus on breathing. That dick just felt so damned good. Too damned good. My own long hard dick was drooling precum like crazy. My pussy started spazzing and Troy only fucked me harder.

“Shit! FUCK, NIGGA! FUCK!”

“Yeah, boy! This is what you wanted right?” This big fucking dick digging in your hot wet ass?” he purred, leaning in and licking on my neck. He nibbled my ear and continued hammering my guts.

“Yes, nigga! Gimme that dick! Oooooh fuck! I love your fuckin’ dick, Troy!”

“And I love this fucking pussy! This hot hairy caramel pussy! This is Daddy’s fucking pussy, right?”

“Yes, Daddy! It’s your fuckin’ pussy!” I howled.

“Oh fuck!” he grunted. “Aurgh fuck, baby! OH FUCK! SHIT! UUUUURRRGGGHHHHH! URGH FUCK!”

I inhaled sharply, eyes wide as he slammed balls-deep and flooded me. His big hard dick was pumping powerfully hard and had swollen to completely fill and stretch my anal canal to its limit. I loved that feeling. Troy always came hard, and I was still amazed to have met someone who could more than keep up with my crazy-high libido. He hugged me round the waist and stayed on top of me, panting as he recovered.

“Damn, that was good,” he sighed. I turned my face to him and we kissed again, soft and sweet. He thumbed my stiff nipples as he pulled me to my feet, his hard dick still inside of me.

“Let’s go upstairs for round two,” he said. “I’m gonna fucking flood you like I’ve never flooded you before.”

Fuck yeah!

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Hamilton’s POV

It had been a great night out. Dinner and a movie. Simple but sweet. We pulled into the driveway sometime in the wee hours, perhaps after two in the morning. The moment we got inside, we got to making out. Marcus’ lips were just as soft and sweet as they’d been the first day we kissed. We peeled the clothes off each other, our bare hard cocks pressed belly-to-belly. I walked Marcus upstairs, him walking backward as we continued swapping spit. It was as we reached the landing that we heard the moaning and the rhythmic creaking of the bed.

“They’re fucking,” Marcus chuckled, in a whisper.

“You mean they’re still fucking,” I corrected. “I have no doubt they’ve been at it since we left.”

“Geez! Wanna go take a peek?”

Marcus was a man after my own heart, as we crept silently toward the guest bedroom. The door was half-open and we looked inside. Well, fuck me! Troy was on top, Sayid’s hairy legs over his shoulders as he pounded that caramel ass. Sayid’s hole was squelching and squishing, cum drooling out around Troy’s plunging dark shaft, and adding to the huge wet spot beneath them.

“Damn, how many times did Troy cum inside him?” I whispered.

“I know right! Fuck, that’s hot!” Marcus hissed.

We resumed our voyeurism, the duo on the bed oblivious to our presence as the air was filled with their loud flesh-slapping mixed in with their grunts and moans.

“Oh my gawd, baby! Yes! You’re poundin’ my pussy so damn good!” Sayid wailed “Bust that nut inside me, Troy!”

“Yeah! Gonna cum again soon,” Troy growled, hammering even harder as the bed quaked with every thrust as he continued nailing Sayid to the mattress; his heavy balls swinging back and forth, slapping Sayid’s hairy ass. He leaned in further, folding Sayid’s knees past his ears, gaining deeper anal access and exposing Sayid’s swollen pouted anal lips. That hole had been fucking ruined, which only turned me on. My hard dick jerked and Marcus took hold of it, stroking me nice and slow.

“Oh fuck. . .I’m cumming!” Troy groaned. “OH FUCK!”

“Yes, baby! Gimme that nut, nigga! AUUUUGGHHHH!” Sayid howled as Troy beat his hole up rapid-fire as he erupted then stabbed balls-deep, his body shuddering as he dumped his load.

“Damn. . .damn. . .damn. . .” Troy panted, lying on top.

He slowly pulled out and leaned back on his haunches. Sayid’s big hard cock stood like a tower and Troy gripped it, stroking its length. Then, he straddled Sayid’s lap, hooking the hairy caramel man’s knees under his own, taking total control. He fingered Sayid’s loose cum-clogged chute, fishing out thick creamy goop. He slathered the creamy spunk over Sayid’s raging shaft, then gathered more and fingered it up his own pouted chocolate channel.

“Oh shit! Fuck!” Marcus mumbled, stroking his hard dick, eyes glued to the scene. I returned to it as well, amazed and excited as I watched Troy aim Sayid’s pole to his chute and slide down on it. Easily. I was amazed by how quick and smoothly he nestled his asshole down around the base of that thick throbbing cock. Then again, they had been fucking each other basically non-stop since they’d met.

“Oh fuck, baby!” Troy moaned, head craned back as he savored being speared on his lover’s cock. Sayid caressed Troy’s chest and thumbed his nipples. He grabbed two handfuls of my son’s round muscle ass, and Troy started riding.

“Yeah! There you go, baby! Ride that fuckin’ dick!” Sayid purred.

“Mmmm! Mmmm! Oh fuck, Sayid! Your dick is so fucking big, man! I love riding this dick!”

“Yeah? Show me!” Sayid challenged, and Troy picked up the pace, making the bed creak as he rose and fell on the cock. His chocolate hole was moist and stretched wide; the caramel pole throbbing and keeping him open and making him gasp each time he sank down to the base, his buns flat to Sayid’s balls.

“Mmmm! Mmmm! Fuck! Yes! Fuck my pussy, baby! Pound me!” Troy moaned, and Sayid began to fuck up into him, both of them grunting and gasping. Then, Sayid pulled Troy close to him, and flipped them over. His cock never popped free of Troy’s hole as he loomed over my son in a leap-frog pose, a huge grin on his face.

“Dig my guts out, baby!” Troy urged, and Sayid did just that. My dick lurched and dribbled precum as I watched Sayid power-fuck my son’s greedy guts. Every stroke was like watching magic, as that huge caramel fuck-tool did its job to perfection. Tory shivered with delight, moaned deeply and whimpered, biting into his arm. Their flesh-slapping echoed in the room and in my eardrums.

“Fuck! Fuck! Argh! Yes! Oh fuck! Damn!” Troy squealed.

“Yeah, nigga! This whatchu wanted, ain’t it? This big-ass dick tearin' your shit up? Tell Daddy how much you love his big dick inside you,” Sayid purred, and fucked Troy even harder.

“Mmph! Mmph! Yes! Yes! I love Daddy’s big fucking dick inside me! Ohhhhhh fuck, baby! Beat that pussy up, baby!”

“Mmmmm hm! Shit!” Sayid moaned, closing his eyes and drilling Troy’s greedy guts like nobody’s business. The balls-deep, long-dick ass-gouging continued uninterrupted for almost ten minutes before Sayid grunted and his face scrunched up as he neared orgasm.

“Shit, nigga! I’m finna nut!” he growled.

“Yesssss! Fucking breed me, baby! I want that nut in me!” Troy hissed.

“Ah shit! Here it fuckin’ comes! AH SHIT! UUUURRRGGHH! UURRGGH! UUURGH! URRRGGHHH! FUCK! FUUUUUUCK!”

Both Marcus and I watched in awe as Sayid’s huge cock pulsed with a life of its own. His balls pumped with every blast of cum. His fleshy pouted hair-ringed asshole flexed powerfully, and the last remnant of Troy’s load dribbled out in a creamy river that trickled down Sayid’s dangling hairy balls.

“Fuck, that was something else!” I whispered as we backed up from the door.

“Those two are like watching porn stars in a live show,” Marcus chuckled as we made it to our room. “So we’re not gonna let them show us up right?”

“What do you mean?” I asked, knowing full-well what he had in mind.

“Either you fuck me until my asshole is dribbling rivers of your cum, or I’ll do it to you.”

“Why not both?” I asked, a smirk curling my lips.

“Hamilton, you fucking pervert! I love that idea!”

“I knew you would. Now let’s get to it,” I said, closing the bedroom door and shoving Marcus face-down on the mattress, his winking hairy dark-chocolate hole on full display.

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