A Family Affair

***Alex***

“Fuck me, Derek. Fuck me, fuck me, harder…” I was on my hands and knees, moaning into my pillow while my boyfriend knelt above me, pile-driving his cock into my hole. He gripped my hips and pulled me toward him with every thrust so he could pound me as hard as possible. He was not very verbal during sex, but his voice was deep, and his grunting and moaning as he fucked me was such a turn on. I turned my head to face the mirror on the wall to get a better look. Derek was completely drenched in sweat, glistening from head to toe. His long blond hair fell in front of his face, but I could still see he chiseled jawline. I watched as the beads of sweat rolled down his smooth, muscular body and drip down his abs and onto my round, perched ass cheeks. My thin body looked especially tiny compared to Derek in this position. I arched my back a little more and moaned a little louder, wishing this sex could go on for an eternity. Derek looked at me through the mirror, and I smiled as I stared back into his sexy, piercing blue eyes.

I watched Derek as he let go of my hips and reached up, grabbed a fist full of my curly brown hair, and pulled my face off the pillow, forcing me to turn away from the mirror and face forward. Then, he gripped my neck with his other hand before letting go of my hair and wrapping both hands fully around my throat. He squeezed just tight enough, knowing exactly how much I could handle, and choked me as he continued fucking me deep. Derek’s cock was long and thick, with a bulbous head that would grind into my prostate and make me leak precum with every thrust. I was fully erect, and on the brink of orgasm, which Derek was able to do to me without my dick getting touched once whenever we fuck.

“Please breed me, Sir,” I begged. Derek quickly pulled out, flipped me over onto my back, grabbed my ankles and pushed them over my head. He popped his fat cock back into my gaping hole and thrust as hard as he could, knowing this position would send me over the edge. He was correct and within a minute, my dick began spurting a huge wad of cum all over my face and chest. As he felt my hole tighten with my orgasm, Derek moaned softly and I felt his cock begin to spasm. He flooded my guts with his seed, continuing to fuck me, but much more slowly. Once his erection started going away, he pulled out of my hole and laid next to me. We spooned for a moment, catching our breath.

“Fuck that was even better than last time. Think you’ll be able to go another round before we need to get dressed to head out?” I asked, greedily.

“I’ve already given you two loads this morning, how many more do you need?” Derek teased.

“As many as possible. The summer won’t last long enough for me to be satisfied before I have to go back to college.”

“Just one more year of school, though, then you can take this cock any time you need it!”

“Only when we’re not working! I hope our schedule will line up better by then, I hate that you work such strange hours right now.”

“Well, that’s nursing for you. I hope they get better too, but I won’t make a promise to you I can’t keep. Now c’mon. We’ve got to get cleaned up and dressed. My dad said he’d be here around noon to pick us up.”

Derek hopped up out of bed and made a beeline for the shower. He was right, we did need to start getting ready. Derek’s cousin Amanda was getting married today, and we only had an hour or so to get ready. I got the clothes out while Derek showered, and then hopped in after him. I quickly shaved, then got dressed with Derek. I helped him with his tie, as he could never seem to get it right. With perfect timing, Derek’s dad Randy pulled into the driveway and honked at us. We shuffled out the door and into the car.

“Howdy, boys. Perfect timing, huh?” Randy said. It never ceased to amaze me just how massive Randy is. He is ex-military, so he is built like a brick house. Derek definitely got his love for weightlifting from his dad. Randy’s shaved head was especially smooth and shiny today, and they were hidden under his suit, but he had a badass sleeve of tattoos down his right arm.

We hung out with Randy for the whole ceremony and the majority of the reception. Derek and Randy were extremely close, as Derek’s mom had died when Derek was young. Randy has told a few stories about her in the three years I’ve been around, but Derek never talked about it, and I didn’t pressure him to, so I didn’t know much. Randy never remarried and raised Derek on his own, though, and the two of them remained close. Derek even went to weekly dinners at Randy’s house, which I was joining in on while I was in town this summer.

During the reception, the dance floor was pretty popular, and Derek wanted to join. I am a horrible dancer but was tipsy enough and love Derek enough to indulge him. We danced for an hour or so and had a few more drinks as well. I noticed Derek’s hair getting sweaty, and it reminded me of his hair from this morning while he was fucking me. I tried to put it out of my mind before I made myself too horny and popped a boner. At one point, I heard Derek mumble something, and then when I turned around, he was gone. I left the dance floor, assuming he must be going to the bathroom or something. I grabbed another drink and and went back to the table where Randy was sitting.

“Hey there, Alex. Enjoying yourself?”

“Yessir, tonight’s been so fun. Did Derek come by here? I couldn’t hear him on the dance floor and then he disappeared.”

“Didn’t come by here. I’ve been sitting and watching most of the night. I’m not one for dancing, I’m more of an observer.”

“I usually am too,” I confessed. “But Derek wanted to, and I’d do just about anything for him!”

“That’s sweet, Alex. I’m really glad that you and Derek found each other. You compliment each other so well.”

“Thanks, Randy. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol or all the wedding romance in the air today, but I feel especially close to Derek lately.”

“Oh yeah? Close enough that a proposal is on the horizon? If you don’t mind me being too forward.”

“No Sir, I don’t mind at all. I think we’ll probably wait until I get out of school and settle into a job first. Making sure that Derek has settled into his too.”

“Smart, young man. Hope I didn’t embarrass you at all, was just curious, you know? Kids these days wait so long. Holly and I were high school sweethearts. Got married at nineteen before I left for my first deployment. She was always my rock. Seems like you’re Derek’s rock, too.”

Randy and I continued chatting for what felt like ten minutes, but when I checked my phone, I realized it had been forty-five. It was so strange that we hadn’t seen Derek yet. I excused myself from Randy so that I could go look for him. I made my way to the restrooms, as that had been my first assumption, but Derek was not in there. I went outside onto the patio to seer if he stepped out for some fresh air. He was not there either, so I came back inside and scanned the reception room to try to make out his silhouette. It would not be hard, as he was tall enough to tower over anyone in the room. No luck.

I got on my phone and tried to call him, but his phone went straight to voicemail. It must be dead; he was always forgetting to charge it. I couldn’t think where else to look, but he had to be here, because he didn’t have his car since Randy drove. I stepped out into the hallway to clear my head and think, and that’s when I saw it. On the floor of the hallway, leading own one of the other corridors, was Derek’s necktie. I picked it up and walked further down the hall. I stopped once I was about halfway along the corridor, away from all the wedding activity, hearing an all-too familiar sound.

The room was marked as a janitor’s closet, and very clearly, Derek was inside and grunting. Someone else was in there with him, obviously getting their ass rocked by my boyfriend’s massive cock. I didn’t know what to do. I was frozen in fear. I was angry and upset and wanted to curl up into a ball and cry, but I also wanted to scream and hit him. Derek is twice my size, but I bet I could take him on if I used all this emotion welling up inside me.

***Derek***

I knew I shouldn’t be here. I knew Alex would be heartbroken if he found out. I didn’t want to be cheating on my boyfriend right now, but here I was. This guy, I didn’t even know his name. He was one of the groomsmen, one of the groom’s friends that I had never met. He had been shooting me bedroom eyes during the ceremony and reception. He had made sure to dance right next to us all night and copped as many feels of me as he could. Then, when I went to the bathroom, he followed me and made his advance. He was persistent, and I was drunk. Still am. His hair is curly, reminds me of Alex’s. I’m trying to fuck him and cum as fast as possible, to be done with this, but the alcohol is making it hard to finish. I tried to leave without cumming, but the guy wouldn’t allow it. He told me that taking my load was his only goal since he laid eyes on me.

I kept thrusting, and it was feeling good. I could feel my balls tightening and my cock swelling. I was so close… Then I heard it. The hinges on the door behind me squeaked as someone pushed them open. I pulled out of the groomsman and covered my hard cock as I turned around to see who had just caught us. My heart dropped into my stomach as I saw the expression on Alex’s face, as if he had just seen a ghost. I stammered as I reached to pull my pants up, but without a word, Alex turned and left. I put my pants back on as fast as I possibly could before leaving the groomsman in the closet and making a beeline back to the reception hall to find Alex. I went back to our table, and dad was standing up at his seat, alarmed.

“What the hell just happened?” He asked me, with a shocked look on his face.

“Alex was here? Where did he go?” I dodged the question.

“Why was he crying? What did you do?” dad asked again. Then, he looked past me, and I saw his face turn from questioning to knowing. I turned around and saw the groomsman walking through the same door I had just come through, running his hands through his disheveled hair. I turned and headed outside to the parking lot. When I made it out there, I watched as Alex stepped into a car, having obviously called himself an Uber driver to take him home.

Dad joined me outside, with all of our things. He loaded me into his car, and we drove home in silence. When he turned onto my street, I asked him if that was a good idea.

“Don’t you think I should give Alex some space? Maybe I should stay at your place tonight.”

“You can’t cause a problem like this then run from it. You’re in the wrong, you don’t get to call the shots. I know you’re scared, but you have to face him.”

I nodded in agreement, and hugged dad before getting out of the car and heading inside. When I made it upstairs to our room, Alex was in bed with the lights out. I’m sure he wanted me to believe he was asleep, but I knew he had to still be awake. I sat at the foot of the bed and told Alex everything. I told him how the situation had gone down, how I had tried to resist the guy, and how my judgement ended up being awful. I told him how much he meant to me and how guilty it made me feel, thinking about how awful I had made him feel, and knowing he felt a million times more awful than I did. I told him I’d do anything to make it up to him, anything to not lose him, because I love him more than anything.

Alex did not stir the entire time I spoke, so I decided that I had done all I could for the night, and I went downstairs to sleep on the couch for the night. In the morning, I woke up earlier than usual due to the uncomfortable couch and made some coffee and breakfast for us. When Alex woke up, he came down and got himself some coffee. I made him a plate of eggs and toast, but when I set it down in front of him, he just pushed them around with his fork a little, not eating anything. I tried to make some small talk to test the waters, but he wouldn’t even look me in the eye. The rest of the morning went the same way, and I left for work without getting so much as a good riddance.

The next few days were rough. Alex did not speak much, but he did start talking about little things. Asking how my day had gone, planning meals together, etc. After a few nights, he even asked me to come back to bed and sleep next to him. The guilt of the situation was festering in the back of my mind, and not knowing what Alex thought or felt about it all was consuming my every thought. I had said my peace, though, and figured it would be best to just let Alex process and come to me when he was ready. After four long days of waiting, he finally opened up.

“Derek, can you come sit?” Alex called to me from the kitchen table. I sat across from him and reached out to hold his hands while he spoke. “I’ve been doing a lot of processing. Crying. Thinking about our options. I don’t want to lose you. We’ve been through too much together and I don’t want it to all have been for nothing. But I’m also not able to forgive you. Not yet at least. You weren’t able to keep it in your pants for one night of one guy flirting with you, and guys flirt with you all the time when we’re out. I can’t keep my mind from assuming the worst, but I have decided how I can keep myself from worrying until you gain my trust back.”

“Anything. I don’t want to lose you, either, Alex,” I said, nodding in agreement.

“Even chastity?” Alex asked, pulling the small plastic cage out of his pocket. We had occasionally played with it by locking Alex’s dick up, but I had never worn it. As the top, I was always free to fuck Alex, and he always wanted it, especially when he was chaste.

“If this is what you need for me to prove I’m not using my cock on anyone else, I’ll do it. I want you to trust me again, Alex. I’ll show you I can be good to you again.”

***Alex***

My eyes welled with tears as I listened to Derek. I could tell he was being genuine, and my proposal had gone as perfectly as possible. I couldn’t help but expect the worst since I came up with the idea the other day. I thought Derek would react poorly and we would break up. I was overjoyed that he had agreed, though. This would give me time to finish processing without having to worry about if his cheating was an ongoing thing. I stood up and hugged Derek, squeezing him tight. I then handed him the cage, which he took to the bathroom to put on. He returned to me, showing me how me had crammed his fat cock into the small plastic tube. He handed me the keys and I felt good about the situation.

Derek and I were in a great mood the following week. I was able to open back up to him and we got back into the groove with each other. We were spending more quality time hanging out together, cooking meals and doing household chores together. We went out to dinner and a movie that Saturday night and had a great time. Derek talked to his dad and cancelled the weekly dinner, because he wanted to keep focusing on me, and Randy was understanding and happy that we were mending things. In all this time, Derek had not complained about the chastity once. I’m sure he did not want to seem disrespectful and upset me by resisting my method of punishment. We barely talked about it, and it seemed to just be the unspoken glue that was mending our relationship.

Things started to take a turn for the worse the following week, though. I was becoming increasingly horny and was jerking off twice a day just to keep myself from thinking about sex all day. It was all I craved, and I was missing Derek’s cock. He was such a good lay, and my hole wasn’t used to the lack of action. I’ve always been a giver during sex; I love focusing on Derek’s needs in bed, but I never really thought about how much I relied on him for my own sexual needs. It crossed my mind to unlock Derek’s chastity and let him fuck me. I would be in a faggot’s heaven, feeling him on top of me, grinding his hips into my ass cheeks while he pleasured his cock with my hole. Once I unlocked him though, I knew I wouldn’t be able to get him back in the cage. His punishment would be over, and we would be back to normal. I still felt angry with him on the relationship level, and I didn’t want to end his punishment yet. It annoyed me that I was essentially punishing myself as well, but I tried to keep my willpower and stick to my guns on this one.

The following Thursday, Derek and I were heading to Randy’s house for dinner. Derek was especially excited because he hadn’t seen his dad in person since everything went down at the wedding. I think he was proud that things were on the up and up with me and resuming weekly dinners would mean we were even closer to being back to our old normal. When we arrived at Randy’s house, he did not appear to be home. Derek punched in the code to the garage door and let us in. We made ourselves at home, grabbing beers from the fridge and getting comfortable on the couch. A few minutes later, Randy came through the front door, his workout clothes drenched in sweat.

“Hi boys, sorry I’m late. Been running behind all afternoon so I started my jog late too.”

“No worries dad, we’re pretty self-sufficient,” Derek replied, gesturing to the beer in his hand.

“I know, I know! Let me go rinse off real quick then I’ll start prepping dinner. Oh, and Alex. Glad to see you again.” Randy looked intently at me, his eyes silently apologizing for everything.

“Happy to be here, sir,” I replied with a smile.

Randy headed down the hall to the bathroom and I heard him turn the shower on. Derek and I continued chatting for a few minutes before Randy re-emerged in a clean tee and shorts.

“Anyone ready for a refill,” Randy asked as he made his way to the fridge. I took another beer as we migrated to the kitchen to start making dinner. Derek and I worked on some sides while Randy grilled steaks for us. A while before we’d be ready to eat, I slipped away to go to the restroom.

When I stepped into the bathroom, I felt the residual humid air from Randy’s shower hanging heavy on my skin. He must have not turned the exhaust fan on. As I stood at the toilet and began pissing, a strong scent hit my nostrils. Randy’s workout clothes were laying on the floor next to the toilet, and the smell of his sweaty musk was intoxicating. I had never understood guys who were turned on by man stink, and Derek always smelled awful coming home from the gym, but for some reason I couldn’t help it as my dick plumped up in my hand. By the time I finished pissing, I was fully erect. I tugged on my dick a few times before turning around and sitting down, deciding to quickly rub one out. I couldn’t go back out there with an erection, and I hadn’t jerked off today yet anyway.

I spat into my hand and then began vigorously pumping my cock. I breathed heavily, in through my nose to continue huffing Randy’s musk. Precum began oozing out of my tip within seconds, and I used it as more lube. I couldn’t believe the thought was even crossing my mind, but I wanted to bury my nose in Randy’s underwear. What would Derek think if I was so horny that I couldn’t resist his dad’s sweaty clothes?

I rifled through the pile of clothes, tossing aside the shirt, and then fishing the white briefs out of Randy’s shorts. They were damp with sweat, and I held them in my cupped hand for a moment, contemplating my actions. Fuck it, I thought to myself as I brought my hand to my face and pressed the underwear into my nose. I inhaled deeply, which sent me over the edge. I quickly pulled my shirt up and held it under my chin as to not blow my load all over it. Then I huffed the underwear one more time, as my balls tightened, and my cock swelled. I spewed rope after rope of cum all over my chest and stomach. It seemed to be a never-ending fountain of semen.

I sighed deeply, catching my breath from the intense orgasm, and then used Randy’s underwear to wipe the mess off my body. I quickly returned the underwear to the pile of clothing before redressing myself and washing up before returning to Derek and Randy. I worried that I had been gone for a suspiciously long time, but when I returned to the kitchen, nobody seemed to think anything strange. Dinner was just about ready though, and I helped Derek set the table as Randy plated the meal. The three of us sat down together and dug in.

***Randy***

I practically couldn’t contain myself; I was so giddy tonight. I loved seeing the boys getting along so well after what Derek had put them through the other night. I was happy to hear they weren’t going to skip dinner again, and that things were on the mend. I didn’t want Derek’s mistake to ruin such a good thing that he has going for him with Alex. Derek didn’t give me too many of the details, and I didn’t pry either. Of course, I’m curious about the details of how it all went down, but I don’t want to make Derek uncomfortable by asking him to open up about it if he doesn’t want to. He’s never been one for expressing his emotions, and any time I’ve tried to get him to share, it’s ended up driving a wedge between us.

Suddenly, I was pulled out of my wandering thoughts by a phone ringing. I watched as Derek answered his cell phone. He listened and answered with a few “okay”s before hanging up with a scowl on his face.

“That was work. They had a no show and need an extra nurse.” Derek explained.

“Why’d you say yes? I asked. “It’s your night off!”

“I’ve only been working a few weeks. I’m at the bottom of the totem pole and I need to kiss some ass. I’m sorry to cut the night short, dad. Alex, I can drop you off at home on my way in.”

“Nonsense! I can take Alex home later. He’s got a full beer and half a plate of food left. Don’t worry about it.”

“I’m fine with that,” Alex replied. “I’ll help out with the dishes, earn my keep.”

Derek agreed and gathered his things, quickly heading out the door. Alex and I finished eating and continued drinking and chatting for a while. We cleared the table and I posted up at the sink to do the dishes, but Alex insisted that he take over. He told me that I had done enough preparing the meal and he needed to chip in. Good kid. So, I sat back down at the table, and we kept chatting. I couldn’t help but notice how massive Alex’s butt was in those shorts he wore, and how much it jiggled as he scrubbed the plates. I had never really thought about my son’s sex life, but I could see Alex’s appeal for sure.

While Alex continued washing up, I relieved myself to go the restroom. When I entered, I immediately noticed an all-too-familiar smell from when I lived with all the guys in the barracks. Someone shot a wad of jizz in here. I shut the door and turned on the exhaust fan to air the room out some. Then, I looked for the source. Nothing in the trash bin, and the only other thing in the room was my pile of workout clothes from earlier. I picked them up and found the culprit: my drawers. Alex was the only one who had used the bathroom tonight, so he had to have stroked off in my dirty underwear. I honestly didn’t care too much, nor was I all that surprised either. I remember being in my early twenties, busting multiple nuts a day. My first instinct was to ignore them, but maybe it was the beer or the urge to pry into my son’s situation, and I found myself slipping the underwear into my pocket before joining Alex again.

“So, Alex, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable, but I really care, and want to make sure that you and Derek are okay. That you’re okay.”

“Yeah, Sir. Derek has been working really hard to earn my trust back, and I have to say that it’s working. We just have so much history so we both really want to make it work.”

“And you’re doing okay? I assume you’re calling the shots, since he’s the one in the doghouse.”

“You could say that I guess, yeah. But I don’t know, it doesn’t feel like that kind of thing to me at all.”

“Are you two having sex again yet?” I asked, watching Alex’s face get visibly red with embarrassment. He took a long swig of his beer before looking at me. “Sorry, kid. It’s just that I never dealt with something like this, so I’m curious what it’s like, is all.”

“Uh, no. We haven’t had sex since that night at the wedding.”

“Gosh, you both must be masturbating like crazy. I couldn’t go two days without cranking my hog when I was your age, let alone two weeks.”

“To be honest, yeah, I have been jerking off quite a bit,” Alex responded, opening up to the conversation. Now was my chance.

“Quite a bit, huh? Enough that you can’t go one night without whipping it out in your boyfriend’s dad’s bathroom and cum in his dirty underwear?” I asked, pulling the briefs out of my pocket, and placing them on the table in front of Alex. He sunk down in his chair, refusing to make eye contact with me. “Now, I don’t want to embarrass you or anything. I’m just concerned is all. You’ve got to have sex with my son, Alex. That’s part of his job as your partner, taking care of your needs.”

“I can’t, though. I don’t want to because I haven’t forgiven him. Once we fuck, it all goes back to normal, and I have to forgive him. But I’ve been so horny lately, all I’ve wanted is Derek’s cock down my throat. All I can think about is sex and I could smell your musk when I went to the bathroom, and they were sitting right there and…” Alex started stammering but stopped when I placed my hand on his thigh and gripped it lightly.

“If you can’t stand to have sex with Derek yet, and a cock in your mouth is all you need, let me help you out with your needs and help make up for my son’s fuck-up. It’s the least I could do, Alex.”

“You want a guy to suck your dick, Randy?”

“I haven’t had sex with anyone since Holly died, but when I was deployed, I dabbled with men. You get desperate out there, and a hole is a hole. We had a couple guys in the platoon that liked to suck cock, and a few of us helped them scratch that itch, while scratching ours at the same time. Some other guys would fuck ‘em in the ass, too, but I could never bring myself to go that far.”

“Wow…” Alex said softly, his hand drifting to his crotch, where he was pitching a hefty tent. He snapped out of it, though. I leaned back in my chair and revealed that I was fully erect in my shorts as well. Alex looked at my crotch with a greedy, devilish charm in his eye. I stood up and led him to the couch. I sat down and Alex knelt at my feet. I took the dirty underwear and shoved them in his face, which excited him. Alex took a deep breath in and held the underwear to his skin.

I shimmied out of my shorts and tossed them aside. Then I grabbed the underwear from Alex and tossed them aside as well. He immediately noticed my bulging underwear and dove in face first. He sniffed, licked, and sucked on my meat through the fabric, and it wasn’t long before I was fully erect. He slipped his fingers into the briefs and gripped my shaft, squeezing lightly and stroking slowly. I pulled my underwear off, revealing my cock to my son’s boyfriend.

I’m a humble man, but I am proud of my endowment. I gripped my nine-inch meat with my fist and slapped Alex’s face with it. With a huge smile on his face, he stuck his tongue out and slobbered on it as I swung it around. I grabbed a fistful of the boy’s hair and guided him onto my cock. He opened wide and accepted me down his throat completely with no problem. Extremely impressive, I don’t think I have ever seen someone take a cock so smoothly, even in porn.

I bounced Alex’s head on my cock, slowly at first, then more quickly, testing the boy’s limits. I could see why Derek liked fucking him, the kid was impressive. He really knew how to work a cock with that tongue of his. He flicked the head of my cock every time I pulled out and rubbed it along my shaft while I stuck it in deep. He even went deep enough to lick my balls while I was down his throat! Eventually, I let go of his head, and put him on auto-pilot. He greedily slurped on my meat with no sign of getting tired or wanting it to be over. Eventually, though, I did get close to cumming, and when he felt the first spurt of cum hit the roof of his mouth, Alex dove onto my cock burying his nose in my pubes, so that the load would be deposited directly into his throat. I felt his throat tighten around my pulsing cock as he swallowed the seed that I was feeding him. I threw my head back in exhaustion, having just had the life sucked out of me by this boy.

“Holy fucking shit, Alex…”

“Thank you, Randy,” Alex said, wiping the slobber off his face with his arm. “I’ve really missed that since Derek locked up.”

“Derek’s locked up? What do you mean?” I asked. I saw Alex’s expression turn back to embarrassment, like he had been avoiding telling me this detail.

“Well, have you ever heard of chastity? It’s like a cage for your dick, and Derek agreed to wear one for me until I can trust him to not fuck other guys.”

“I see. My honest opinion is that you can’t keep him locked up like that, Alex. It’s going to be a long time before you fully trust him again, and you both have needs that you can provide for each other. How is he supposed to prove to you that he can restrain himself from other guys if it’s not even a possibility that he could fuck someone?”

“I guess that makes sense. I am desperate for his cock again. I just get so angry when I think about finding him like that, hearing and seeing him getting so much pleasure from someone else.”

“Didn’t you just do the same thing? Aren’t you even now?” I implored.

“It doesn’t feel like it. As much as I loved this, he doesn’t know about it. He isn’t affected by it.”

“That gives me an idea. You can punish him and get your closure and be done with it once and for all. Here’s what I’m thinking…”

***Alex***

It was a few days later, and Derek didn’t know it yet, but it was the night of his release from chastity. He should be coming home from work any minute now, and I was almost done fixing us a nice dinner. Derek came through the door with perfect timing, and I sat him down at the table immediately. We ate and drank and had a fantastic evening. Once we were all finished, I asked him the question.

“Do you want to end your punishment tonight?” I asked shyly.

Derek nodded aggressively yes, and I led him to the living room, where I had placed a wooden dining chair and some rope. I had Derek sit for me and then I tied his legs to the chair legs. I tied his wrists down as well, and then I watched as Derek squirmed, testing the restraints. He was secure and had a huge grin on his face. He was not used to being the submissive one, but his dick was straining in his cage like he was loving it. I pulled the key to his cage out of my pocket and removed the lock. I slipped the tube off his shaft and he spring to attention, his cock aimed directly at my face. I slid the base ring off as well, and then I walked around, standing behind him. I massaged Derek’s massive pecs and then pinched his nipples until he was moaning.

Then, I pulled away. I grabbed the TV remote from the table and flipped the screen on, and a webcam video of our bedroom appeared. I went to the couch and laid down, massaging my bulge which was twitching with anticipation. On the TV, I walked into frame and laid down on the bed. I was shirtless and in mesh shorts that showed off my bare ass. Then, Randy stepped into frame. Derek quickly swung his head back around and looked at me inquisitively.

“All his idea, actually,” I explained. “We talked the other night, and he got me to open up to him. I told him about the chastity, and he said I shouldn’t keep you locked. I told him I struggled to forgive you when I had to watch you have sex with somebody else, and he came up with all this. Well, he told me to find a guy to do it with, but I told him I didn’t like the idea of fucking any old stranger who batted their eyes at me. Pay attention, now.”

I pointed at the screen, and Derek turned to watch. Randy had laid down and I was kneeling on top of him, kissing his neck and sucking on his nipples while he palmed my ass cheeks with his huge hands. Then he spanked me hard, making me squeal.

“Like I was saying, I didn’t want to fuck a stranger. So, your dad stepped up and offered to help me. He said it was the least he could do to help us get out of our funk. An eye for an eye, you know?”

“You find me drunk, fucking someone, so you do all this elaborate shit to make me watch my dad fuck you?” Derek asked, angrily.

“I mean, to be fair, I was drunk when he came up with the idea, and I got tipsy tonight to give myself the courage to show you it. Also, you say you’re not into it, but your cock hasn’t gotten the tiniest bit softer. You even have a bead of precum welling up at the tip.”

Derek stopped complaining and took the rest of his punishment in silence. He watched the screen intently, as did I. At this point in the video, I had turned around and put my ass in Randy’s face. He was spanking me and licking my hole, while I buried my face between his thighs and in his crotch. I moaned loudly when Randy stuck one of his fat fingers into my tight hole, the prelude to what would soon be what I could only describe as the coring out of my ass.

Once my hole was looser and slick, Randy stood at the foot of the bed while I knelt, doggy style, in front of him. He grabbed my hips and pressed the head of his cock against my hole. I relaxed and allowed the tip to pop in, before he slowly forced the entire length of his massive dick into me. He groaned deeply and I moaned like a girl.

Here on the couch, I was now fully jerking off watching the video, and Derek’s eyes were glued to the screen as well. Precum rolled down his shaft and dripped off his nuts onto the chair. He was really enjoying this.

Randy continued grunting as he picked up the pace and fucked me with a quick rhythm. I arched my back and accepted his cock with ease once I worked myself up to it. My dick was fully erect and flopping around between my legs, slapping my stomach with each of Randy’s thrusts. After a few minutes of doggy style, we switched so that Randy was laying on his back, and I was kneeling over him, grinding my hips on his cock. We positioned ourselves so that my ass being stretched by his beer can of a cock was perfectly visible to the camera.

Fuck, I thought I could edge myself for the whole video, but I was gonna blow early. The whole situation with Derek tied down watching got me too excited. I quickly stood up and walked over to Derek’s side, aimed my dick at his chest, and spewed rope after rope of my load all over him. He whispered fuck yeah as he got blasted by my slime, and looked up at me, with lust in his eyes. I smiled at him and then bent down to kiss him. My tongue explored his mouth before he pushed back so he could press into my mouth as well. I stood back up and grabbed his head, redirecting his attention to the TV. I stood behind him, though, and played with his nipples as we watched the finale.

Randy now had me on my back with my legs above my head. He was pile driving his hips into my ass cheeks with full force, completely wrecking my hole with each stroke of his cock. He would fully pull out with each thrust, and my gaping hole would quiver with anticipation for the next invasion. Randy groaned in pleasure and my faggy begging could be heard too. “Fuck me, Randy. Fuck me, fuck me, harder…” I was practically screaming at this point. After a few minutes in this position, Randy’s cock sent my prostate over the edge and I was brought to a hands-free orgasm. Since my legs were above my head, my dick hung right above my face, and I proceeded to give myself a facial as my balls released their load. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, lapping up my semen, then licking my lips to get anything that had gone rogue. Randy went absolutely feral when he felt my asshole clenching as I orgasmed, and it sent him over the edge as well. He buried his cock as deep in my guts as he could manage, pressing his hips against me and holding tight. His cock pulsed as he spewed his jizz inside me and I counted one, two, three, four, five, six, seven shots of cum filling me up.

“Fuck, Alex, I’m gonna blow,” Derek whispered hoarsely. I looked down at his dick, which was releasing a steady stream of precum and twitching like it was about to erupt. I jumped into action, as my original plan had been to ride Derek’s cock once the video was over. I came over to his front and squatted, quickly pushing his dick into my hole. Just in the knick of time, too, as once his head was inside me, I felt his load filling me up. I used his semen as lube as I slowly bounced up and down on Derek’s now-softening cock before standing back up. I turned off the TV and began untying Derek’s wrists.

“I can’t thank you enough, Alex. I ought to trust you more when you come to me with new kinks for me to discover.”

“Glad you enjoyed, Derek. Now we’re even, too. I’ve watched you fuck someone else. You’ve watched me fuck someone else. I just wish we both could have held off a bit longer. I wanted to take you upstairs and really get railed once the video was over.”

“You think you can keep me from cumming for that long and then I’ll only want to go one round when you get me riled up again? Get your talented ass upstairs right now, I’m already ready for more!”

Derek spanked me playfully and then followed me up to the bedroom. We proceeded to spend the entire rest of the night fucking, and I received three more loads inside me. By three AM, we were finally exhausted enough to call it a night.

The following week, we went to Randy’s for dinner like normal. Randy had told me he would pretend like nothing happened, and Derek seemed like it would remain an unspoken thing as well. It was, too, for the first few hours of the evening. Then, Derek addressed the elephant in the room.

“You know, dad, I’ve just got to say it. Thank you, I really appreciate you. I forgot just how lucky I am to have a guy like Alex, and thanks to you, I got to see exactly why it was so stupid of me to think anyone else could fuck as good as him.”

“Oh, thank God! Alex told me everything worked out great, but the suspense of nobody talking about it was killing me. Alex, your pussy was fucking incredible.”

I blushed as my boyfriend and his dad gushed about what a great lay I am with each other.

“The way he fucking gaped when you were done with him, oh my God, dad, it was incredible. I had no idea you were so fucking hung.”

“Who do you think gave you your own donkey dick you have swinging between your legs, son?” Randy chuckled, and Derek grinned.

The two guys continued talking about sex with me, as if I wasn’t even there. It went on for a few minutes until I interjected.

“Fucking hell! Are you two gonna babble all day about me or are you gonna fuck me?”

Both men immediately sprung up from the table. I joined them and Randy led us down the hallway to his bedroom. We left a trail of clothes behind us as we went, and all three of us were completely naked by the time we got to the bed. Randy pushed me down onto the mattress and I got on my hands and knees. Derek positioned himself at my face and I immediately swallowed his erect cock. Randy dove face first into my ass and began eating me out, loosening me up and getting my hole slick for fucking. He then got back up and started lining his cock up to fuck me, but Derek stopped him.

“What the fuck, dad? You’re gonna wreck him again. I get first dibs, he’s my boyfriend anyway!”

Randy begrudgingly gave up his chance to fuck me first, and Derek quickly slid into position. He wasted no time ramming his cock deep into my ass on the first thrust and gripped my hips tightly as he began pumping his cock inside me. Randy laid down in front of me and I began stroking and sucking on his cock for him. The room became increasingly stuffy as the heavy breathing and sweat of three men’s bodies filled the air, but I did not mind, it only made me hornier. Neither man was interested in the slightest with my dick and pleasing me, and I couldn’t care less. I was sandwiched between the two sexiest men I had ever had the chance to fuck. I couldn’t ask for a sexier situation.

When it was time for the men to switch places, Derek had me get on my back. I laid down along the corner of the mattress, as instructed, and Derek stood above my face, swinging his big meat in my face. “Watch this,” he said to his dad before sticking his dick in my mouth. I tilted my head back and opened my throat, allowing Derek to throat fuck me hard. Randy was in awe as he watched his son thrusting vigorously into my throat, causing slimy saliva to coat his cock and pour out of my mouth and down, or up I suppose, my face.

“Why didn’t you show me that party trick while he was sucking me off?” Randy joked.

Derek slowed down on the throat fucking and grabbed my ankles, pulling them up over my head so that my ass was in the air. Randy took the invitation greedily and rammed his cock into my hole in one thrust, just like his son had done. I was warmed up plenty enough to take his fat cock with no problem. I allowed my ass hole to relax, just like my throat was relaxed, and relished in the ecstasy of being spit-roasted like this. It was always something I had enjoyed watching porn of but had never been in a threesome to try myself. I hoped to get to enjoy many more in the future.

Randy grunted loudly and leaned over on top of me. He grinded his hips into me as his cock erupted with his load. He continued fucking the cum into me for a few minutes before Derek got sick of waiting for his turn and kicked his dad out of my hole. Derek slid in easily, and fucked my wrecked, sloppy hole while I gestured Randy over to my mouth so I could suck the remaining ass juice off his softening cock. Derek ejaculated into me shortly after, and then also came around to my mouth for some cleanup. I loved sucking the mixture of both men’s semen off Derek’s cock, and he reached down to stroke my dick and finish me off as well. It only took a few strokes to get me to bust, and I shot my load over my head and onto the sheets above me, before more jizz splattered across my face.

Derek and Randy laughed as I got blasted by my own load, but I couldn’t be happier. I licked the cum off my cheek and fingers, and then Derek and I hopped in the shower to clean up together. Randy stayed out and waited for his turn, mostly because there was not enough room for the three of us in there at once. Shortly after everyone was cleaned up, things wound down for the night, and Derek and I headed home.

“Thanks again, dad, for everything. Love you.” Derek said, hugging Randy.

“Love you too, son. And you, Alex. Glad to see you two happier again. That’s quite the grin you have on your face, Alex.”

“Best, sex, ever!” I moaned, which earned me a punch in the chest from Randy. We all laughed, said our goodbyes, and I slept like a rock after getting worn out like that.

Derek and I only grew closer as time went on after the cheating incident. Nine months later, Derek proposed to me, and a year after that, we got married, surrounded by all of our friends and families. Neither of us had been to a wedding since the one where I caught Derek cheating, but that thought did not cross either of our minds the entire night as we loved each other so much and had grown so much closer and stronger since then.

A lot has changed over the past two years. I graduated and started working full time. Derek has just finished his master’s and earned a promotion. We bought a house, we’ve gone on trips, and we adopted a dog. Through all of this, though, one thing never changed. Every week, we spend a night having dinner with Randy. Every week, Derek and Randy give me the pleasure of letting them fuck me like there’s no tomorrow.