The Clue in the Coach's Jock

Three Men

Peter

Phil and I made love again in the morning. This time more romantically and less "Thank you Sir, may I have another!" Afterwards I drove to the Sinful Squirt. Sucked off two old dudes and bought myself a leather jock and a red T-shirt with the word, "Top" on it. 

That Moorecock kid flirty with me. Said, I seemed different today and flashed a sexy smile. Without so much as a word, I locked the front door. Spun him around, put his hands on the glass counter, pulled his pants down then tore a hole in the butt of his briefs. Reaching to the lube display, I opened one. Bathed his hole in lube. 

And then I released the Kraken, my pulsating cock bounced out of my boxers and up the kid's very loose hole. Heard myself say, "that hole needs a fist." Bang! Bang! Splash! Splash! His cum all over the glass case.

Driving home, I felt different after last night my heart and soul  changed this young man. A man getting to know himself. I 'member Dad calling me "girly" years ago. And in hindsight ... I was pretty femmy at 12.

When I saw Phil's ass last night posed on the bed waiting for me, I heard my penis say, that's yours ... take it. It was mine. He presented his boy pussy to me, like a love slave. It gave me power. I could have done anything to him last night or on the next date. I'm his Daddy, in a way. I couldn't be a bottom. I couldn't do what he loved doing last night. Begging to me to dominate him. 

Maybe that's what I've always wanted but feared it. Domination is just another word for "Control." Bingo! I wanted to be in control of man butt, my career ... my life and everything!
I looked forward to fucking my butch brother and gay Dad! This whole week from our brotherly discovery to watching Dad's big dick fucking a hot dude had to be leading up to something ...

Dick

My emotional reaction to being dominated by my father showed me a different side of my personality. I'm always pushing ... planning, getting homework done, Mowing lawn, Right Now! Let's do this. Move forward. Push. Push. I have pushed around my friends and Sweety Petey. Just me nagging my Dad about his fucking underwear. God, I must be so anal retentive!

The other night with father's huge prick buried deep in my virginal hole, I tasted the freedom of just "Letting Go!" Letting someone else be the leader of the band. And from now on, I want to ride on the wind ... free and easy. No more planning. No hustle and bustle. I desired to continuing have sex with Dad, but didn't know how he felt. We didn't talk about our tryst the next day. He only said, "You took my schlong like a professional."

Finally, I longed to go to a gay bar. We'd never get into any of the gay bars in Big Top City. But a buddy, Harry Balls Jr, goes to a hick town called Redneck Hollow to spend summer with his Dad. He's talked about a cool gay place called Joe's Bar that has gay strippers. I am looking forward to walking into a room where everybody is a cocksucker. And some will desire me before they know my name. Getting picked up has got to be such mental thrill. Not knowing this person yet becoming intimate, nekked sucking cock. Okay, I gotta stop thinking. My cock is so hard, I gotta whack off. I headed to my room.

Bent

I saw Dick come out of the den heading for the stairs. "Hey son, got a minute?" There was a crooked smile on his face, "have any plans tonight, son?"

"Saturday night, probably watching Svengoolie, the movie is Invaders from Mars."

"Which one? 1958?" I asked.

"1986 with Karen Black."

"Naw '58 is better, son. Anyway I scored a bag of Sour Diesel. I thought we'd get high and play poker in the basement tonight. I'm making Baby Back Ribs, oven fries and okra for dins. "

"Okay, I'm gonna go jack off." Dick confessed.

"I wouldn't do that son. Trust me."

He smiled feeling a tingle in his dick, "okay, dad. Have you seen Petey?"

"Yes, I don't know what happened on his sleepover date last night, but ... don't call him Petey. We'll get the story out of him after a few Cape Cods. He's in your bedroom." 

I smiled at him as I watched his fine ass jiggling as he went up the stairs. Peter met him at the top. They hugged, and shared tongues. Peter squeezed his brother's ass.

My dick went nuclear.

The girl I knocked up in college left my baby twins with me junior year. They were infants. My parents were awesome. 

But I never finished school. Took one dumb job after another. Nothing mattered but my boys. To discover they got the gay gene made me the happiest homo on Earth. One of many things I had to learn as the gay father of two. I had to learn how to cook. I bought books. So many other things, a single parent's job is never done. I know one day they will leave me, and they should. A part of me will always be in their hearts.

"Dad you are the best cook ever." Dick finished putting away the dishes.

"Agreed." Peter nodded.

"Alright youngings, get into your favorite pair of underwear and let's get stoned. Peter, Cape Cod? 

The boy nodded. "Dick, whiskey seven?"

"Yep, see you downstairs!"

The basement was our Man Cave. I built the bar with my boys. Poker table and three over-sized soft chairs in front of the TV. I smoked some weed. Dick and Peter bounced down the steps, their bulges wiggling delightfully. I passed out drinks. "Okay boys the underwear I'm wearing I love, no fly, nice fit brief. They come with a story."

Dick started laughing. "Okay Dad I'll tell the tale." Dick turned to Peter, "...  You sucked a cock before you left. The next cock that came through the hole, was Dad's dick and I gave him a damn good blowjob. I recognized his torn Hanes briefs so I bought him some new underwear. And I think it's hot that I did it."

"You sucked off Dad?! I love it!"

I passed the Bong around the table and just laughed together. "Next!"

Peter stood up wearing the Top T-shirt and red briefs. "I stole these undies from Coach's apartment last night. They were in his hamper. I still haven't washed them." Dick knelt and inhaled his brother's crotch.

"Bro, you smell very sexy!" Dick licked his brother's bulge and stood up.

"Dick, you're sporting a woody." I pointed out.

"These underwears are a little old, little tight, a while back Dad and I were wrestling around, I got so hard and dumped a small load in them. I never washed them and wear them rarely."

Peter dropped to his knees, pulled his brother's briefs down to his ankles and swallowed Dick's ... dick. 

I leaned back in the chair and pulled out my growing fattie. "Suck 'em slow, son" Peter's sucking waned to a steady washing of his brother's cool tool while I beat my meat."

Eventually, I got on my knees and moved behind Peter. I rubbed his butt and teased his boy hole. I didn't care that he called himself a top, he had to bottom at least one time.

Peter's head whipped around causing Dick's wang to plop out of his mouth. "Okay, here's the dealo Papa. I will let you fuck my meathole but you gotta let me fuck you, Daddy!"

Instantly I leaned in, planted my lips on his, Pete slipped his tongue into my mouth after I said, 

"Deal!!!"

Pointing to his big ole cockus, "Dick needs mouth!" Peter accommodated. I removed Peter's stolen briefs and started playfully groping his boy hole. I leaned in and licked Dick's hard-on, Peter's tongue and mine danced together around his beautiful manhood. Twice we kissed. Dick just moaned loudly.

Game change. I instructed Dick to suck my biggie as I stood up making him bend over. Peter was quick to realize he was getting to fuck his brother's pink anus. "Dad, you've fucked him. Hard? Soft? Or first time?

Dick spoke out! "Pound my ass brother. I bought a Dildo yesterday. I been practicing. By the way that Moorecock dude at Squirts, he's a bottom."

"I know I fucked him up against the counter. That's where I got this Top shirt and a leather jock! Oh, and I sucked off two guys."

My beautiful sons. "No Daddy could be prouder." "This conversation is so fucking hot, I really think one of ya ought to write a story and upload it to GayDemon. I love their porn. They like stuff like us. Whatcha call gay incest."

The sound of healthy butt pounding rose in the air mixed with the slurping mouths on wet dicks and the drool coming outta Dick's mouth while he devoured my fat cock. It went on for 15 minutes or more.

Peter's face went tense. He was close to splat time. I cleared my throat, "okay boys, pull back. Too early to cum. Besides I got me some ideas."

The bong was passed around. We all swapped some spit and made fresh drinkies. "Okay," I started. "Here's how we begin. Both of you grab an arm of the arm chair, rub up against each other. I'm coming from behind and will alternatively fuck both of your holes. Cumming in both, of course." I showed no restraint in slamming my cock into my son Dick, while my son Pete sucked off his brother.

I approached Pete from behind. I would be gentle. Lubed a finger, slowly inched it up his virgin hole. Added more lube. Peter devoured his brothers cock. I began. Never has my big dick head pushed up against such a sweet small white hole. Moaning like a boy, Peter took every inch I fed him up his homo tunnel like a winner. At one point he grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them. I unloaded a ton of my spooge up his very tight hole. Pulled out and wiped.

Naked I stood in front of Peter presenting my willing ass. "Okay, baby boy, my hole is all yours." I bent over a chair exposing my pink hole. Dick grabbed my cock and started licking me. Peter approached me slowly. I felt the first inexperience move, he tried to put his cock in me ... without lube. 

Not good.

The second attempt worked much better. His stiff cock breached my rim and slowly slid up my hole. Felt nice, like a slick finger fucking a tight tunnel. Dick knelt next to me and we made-out. Peter stayed strong, banging my back door. Pulled out and came over everything in the immediate area. So much boy juice! LOL! Got a splash across my face, Tasted wonderfully.