A helping hand

It was the end of my second year of college when I was asked to take care of Brad, the son of my dad‘s business partner. The reason was because I had been a medic during my enlistment in the Army, and was majoring in physical therapy and patient care. 

Brad had been seriously injured in a car accident. Both of Brad’s arms had been broken, each with a break above and below the elbow. Along with several bruised ribs. He had to have everything done for him, including wiping his butt when he went took a dump. Brad could have gone to a care center, but said he preferred to recover in his own apartment.

I really didn’t mind though.  It was part of my training and besides he was damn hot!  Brad was twenty-eight, four years older than myself, and was extremely muscular.  He was near six-two, and weighed close to two hundred.  His hair was dark brown and his eyes were an emerald green.  

But what turned me on the most was his hairy chest, stomach, arms and ass. I knew his ass was hairy due to seeing him nude at the same gym I worked out at, when I would look over at him to get a glimpse of his thick seven inch cut cock.

Since I had just finished my classes until the fall, I had agreed to be his care giver, twenty-four/seven. The salary his dad offered me was more than I could refuse.

When he contacted me just as the semester was ending, and explained that Brad wanted to recover at home, he told me that he knew my background in the Army, and knew I was qualified.

Then, he said, “Mark, I know you and Brad are only casual friends but he trust you.  As you know, Brad has a nice collection of sports memorabilia, and I would hate to see someone pilfer some of it.”

“Mr. Sims, I’ll take care of Brad as if he was my own brother. You don’t have to worry about him.”

“I know that, Mark.  Just get him back to normal.  He’s all I have left.”

Brad had lost his mother a few years earlier, and was the only child, and he and his dad were close.

In preparation to bringing Brad home,  we had his king bed moved to the right some, making room for a single bed close to it.  That way, I would be on the side that Brad slept on and able to get to him quickly and easily.  

Brad arrived home and the ambulance crew and I got him settled in bed.  After they left, the first thing he asked for was a pizza.  I ordered one and had it delivered and as I sat next to him, feeding it to him, he smiled and said, “I have a feeling that we are going to become extremely close friends.”

“I would say that is a correct assumption, since I’m going to be wiping your ass for you,” I said with a laugh.

We finished our pizza and moments later, Brad said that he needed to take a leak. I retrieved the urinal, and managed to get his pajama bottoms down enough to get his cock into the opening of the urinal.  

He did his business and after I sat the urinal aside, he said, “Mark, take these fucking things off me.  They are just too much trouble to get down then back up.  It will be much easier for the both of us if I stay nude from the waist down.”

“Well, I can’t argue with that,” I replied and completely removed the bottoms before covering him up, hoping that he didn’t notice that I was staring at his cock.

Brad had turned me on since my late teens when his dad and mine became business partners.  I was already bisexual but was gradually finding that male sex was more passionate and satisfying.  I had noticed that my desire for sex with a woman was rapidly decreasing and I was more interested in other men.

By the time I graduated high school, I was totally into men and the pleasure I could both give and receive from another male.  Then, after meeting Brad, and later finding that we went to the same gym, I began trying to devise a plan to somehow have sex with him.  Taking care of him just might be the opening I was looking for.

After the first week, I was becoming extremely comfortable seeing Brad nude as well as making sure his cock was aimed at the toilet if he was up or into the urinal when he was in bed.  Also, I had become adept at wiping his ass after he took a dump.

It was the first full weekend that Brad told his dad and I that he wanted to recover at the lake house.  We packed up everything we would need into a van, and I drove us to their lake property, which was very secluded from the road.  

When the property was purchased, the family had bought the entire point, providing unsurpassed privacy.  Brad liked the idea of being able to sit out on the deck, or out on the lawn nude.

It was our second day there, when Brad looked at me and said, “Mark, with the privacy we have here, I’d feel more comfortable about being nude if you would join me and go nude also.  We have seen each other nude at the gym, so it’s not like we haven’t been nude together before.  Besides, with your build, you should be showing it off.”

I smiled and before we walked down to the lawn for a second cup of coffee, I stripped and with both of us nude, we walked out to the sitting area by the lake.

As we sat at the table, I turned top Brad and asked, “Is there any chance of someone dropping in and catching us nude?”

“No, not once I have you change the gate code and put up a note telling them to call my cell phone.  Once the code is changed, when they call my cell, you can press the pound sign and the gate will open.  By the time they get here we will be dressed, at least in shorts.”

I had to laugh, before telling him that he was a sneaky bastard.  We both had a laugh over it, before he said, “I stay nude when I’m here.”

We weren’t expecting anyone to visit, as his dad would have been the only one and he was out of town on business recruiting new customers.  He did call daily and check on Brad and admitted that he could tell that he was in good spirits.

It was in our second week at the lake when Brad looked at me  one morning as he said, “Mark, I need to ask you a big favor and if you say no, I’ll understand.”

“Ask away,” I replied, never expecting what he was about to say.

“It’s been a month since my accident and I an as horny as hell.  Is there any way I could get you to jerk me off?”

“What?” I exclaimed.

“Man, I just need to get my rocks off. Please!”

“Well, I can understand your situation and I am here to take care of you. I guess I could do that,” I replied.

“You do that for me and I’ll owe you a big debt,” he said.

He leaned back in his chair and I pulled up a chair ext to him and gently grasped his cock.  As I did, it began to stiffen, and I gradually began to slowly stroke it.  Seconds later he was rock hard and it had brown to almost eight inches.  He had no idea how bad I wanted to suck it instead of jerk him off.

I steadily jerked his cock and as I did he moaned softly in pleasure.  I could tell he was close and he suddenly said, “Yea, baby, make that big boy shoot.”

As I looked at him in shock, his cock exploded, sending huge volleys of cum sailing through the air.  As his spasms began to die down he said, “That wasn’t as good as a blow job but it was close.”

“Who gives you blow jobs?” I asked.

“Oh, I have my sources,” he replied with a smile.  “Mark, I really appreciate you doing that and from the looks of your boner, you need it also.  Go ahead and jerk yours off while I watch.”

I smiled and began stroking my cock and quickly neared my own climax.   As I did, I stood and let the load fire off out into the grass, and as it did, I heard Brad say, “Fucking beautiful,” and when I looked at him he turned a bright red.

Nothing more was said but later, he again thanked me for getting him off and I replied by telling him I was hired to take care of him and that I’d do it for him anytime.

Two days later he again said he needed to get off.  I smiled and said I was ready, but he had no idea what I meant.

As he lay back in his chair, I began gently fondling his cock and once it began to stiffen, I began to gently stroke it.  Then, when it was nearing full hardness, he had his head back and eyes closed. Without warning, I dropped between his legs and swallowed his cock, running my tongue around the head.

Shocked at what was happening, he said, “Oh, fuck, Mark, please don’t stop.”

I didn’t and soon brought him to another huge climax, and after collecting his load in my mouth, I looked into his face and swallowed, expecting him to comment about me eating his load.

“Man, that was awesome,” he replied.  “Now do me another favor.  Stand here in front of me up close.”

I did, my own hard cock sticking straight out in front of me. Then in an instant, he leaned forward and swallowed my cock and began working his face back and forth on it.  It didn’t take me long to climax and after I did, I watched and he swallowed mine.  Then he looked up at me, smiled, and said, “Kiss me.”

I did and after a hot passionate kiss, we parted and he said, “I’m sure you could tell that you aren’t the first cock I ever sucked  and I know mine damned sure wasn’t your first, was it?”

“Not anywhere close to my first,” I replied.

I leaned in for another kiss to see if he really was into kissing as much as I was.  It was obvious, he did indeed love kissing as much as I did.

After we parted, he said, “May I asked when and how you got started?”

“I got started my senior year of high school,” I began.  “It was after football practice one day and most everyone on the team had left.  I had been talking to Coach Baker, then headed for the shower.  I heard a shower and when I stepped into the shower room, I saw Tim Simmons jerking off.  I got boned and by the time he realized I was there, I was next to him, jerking my own cock.  We smiled at each other and he must have thought I was into cock, because without hesitation he dropped and sucked me off.”

“Did you suck him off?” Brad asked.

“No, but I did consider it, but we heard Coach call out to hurry up so he could lock up. As we left the gym, Tim offered me a ride and I accepted and on the way, he suggested we stop by is house for a while because his parents were working late.  I agreed and once we were in his bedroom, he kissed me and that’s when he realized I had never been with another male before.  I admitted he had aroused my curiosity.  Suddenly, he started undressing me and I then did the same to him.  The next thing I knew we were both totally naked and in his bed having a sixty-nine.”

“Did you go all the way?” he asked.

“Oh, yea, and swallowed.  I found it quite tasty,” I replied.

“Nice.  So did it become a regular thing?” Brad asked.

“Hell yea.  Tim and I would often stay late after practice to ‘work out’ but we really were blowing each other.  Then one afternoon, after we had a sixty-nine and stood up, we found Coach Baker watching and jerking off.  After that, we had three ways in coach’s office.”

“Fuck, Mark, are you telling me Coach Baker was into cock also?”

“Oh yea, and he loved us fucking his ass.”

“Son of a bitch!  You have no idea how bad I wanted to get him in bed,” Brad said.

“When did you start?” I asked.

“I failed sixth grade and was a year behind in school.  It was my junior year and heard one of my buds say that his brother told him that there was a guys out at Myer Park, paying guys to let him suck their cocks.  I went to check it out and was in the restroom when this guy came in and stood at the urinal next to me and started looking over at my cock.  He looked around and after he was sure we were alone asked me if I wanted to make twenty dollars.  I said sure.”

“How old was he?” I asked.

“Probably about thirty or maybe a little more.  Hw was very muscular though.  Anyway I asked how, and he said all I had to do was let him suck my cock.  I agreed and after he handed me a twenty, he sucked me off.  Then he told me I could make another thirty if I sucked him off.  I refused that time but a few days later, I saw him again ands he said he would pay me fifty to go to bed with him.  I agreed and we went out to his pickup camper and got in.  We both got naked and had a sixty nine.  Like you, I found it tasty and ate his load.”

“Did you see him again?” I asked.

“Oh, yea.  We agreed to meet every Saturday and I would get paid fifty dollars every week.  Then, he started bringing different guys with him and I started getting paid seventy dollars to let them suck me off and for me to suck them off.  Before long I would fuck one while sucking the other.  Then after a few months they wanted to fuck me.  If just one fucked my ass and the other got sucked, I was paid a hundred, but if both fucked me, I got paid a hundred and twenty-five.  I realized I was a male whore, but I loved the sex as well as the money.”

“Didn’t your folks question where you were getting the money?”

“They had no idea I had any money.  I kept it hidden, and for my entire senior year, I sold my ass and mouth on the street.  I was making as much as two to three hundred a night servicing groups of men.  Then, shortly after graduation, I was hired to service a group of men and one of them happened to be a friend of my dad.  He invited me to his place for a one-on-one, and convinced me to give it up before I got arrested, beat up or killed.  I still get with him from time to time but just for sex and no pay.”

We did some hot tongue kissing and later I started fondling his cock, after excusing myself and going to the bathroom and lubing my ass.  Once Brad was good and hard, and on his back, I surprised him and sat on his cock.

As I lowered myself and buried his entire cock in my ass, he moaned and said, “Damn, Mark, you have about the hottest ass I ever fucked.  You are so tight.”

“Shut up and let me feel you shoot your seed in me,” I said as I began riding his rock hard cock.  I rode him to a roaring climax, and felt his cock unload a huge quantity of hot cum in my ass.

Before climbing off, I leaned forward and we kissed passionately.  Afterward, he said, “I want you in my ass.”

I had him move to the edge of the bed, then lay back    With him in that position, I could hold his legs up and stand on the floor and fuck his hot hole.  Moments later I was pounding his ass and he was saying how much he loved it.  After filling his hole with my load,  we kissed again.  

After parting, he said, “Never did I dream any of this would transpire.  If I had had any idea that you were into cock, I would have put the make on you before this.  I never dreamed asking you to jerk me off would lead to such hot wonderful sex.”

“I’m just glad you did ask, because I was wanting sex with you,” I replied.

We had sex several times a day for the entire summer, and became extremely close.  The only time we put any clothes on was when I took him into town to see his doctor.  

Then, a couple of weeks before my classes were due to start, all his cast and bandages had been removed and he was given a clean bill of health.  Before leaving the medical building, Brad led me to the public restroom in the hall, and after making sure that we were alone, he wrapped his arms around me and held me close as we kissed.

As we parted, he smiled as he said, “I’ve wanted to hold you in my arms since the first time you sucked me.  It was a dream come true.”

“Just so you know, I loved it also,” I replied.

As we drove back to the lake house to pack up our things, brad looked over at me and said, “Mark, could you delay returning to school and sit out a semester?”

“Yea, I can, but why do you ask?”

“I want to show you how much I appreciate all you did for me over the summer.  I want to take you on a cruise and wonder if you have ever been to Hawaii?”

“Are you fucking serious?” I asked.

“As serious as a heart attack,” he replied.  

“Brad, you don’t have to do that,” I replied.

“I know I don’t but I want to.  You would enjoy it wouldn’t you?”

“More than you know,” I replied.

“Then it’s settled.  I’ll start making the plans and in the interim, would you move into my place with me?”

“You don’t have to ask twice,” I replied.

I moved in with Brad and he called his dad and told him he wanted to withdraw some money from the trust fund his grandfather had left him.  Jim, Brad’s dad, asked what it was for and brad told him about him taking me on a cruise to Hawaii in appreciation  for me taking care of him.

Brad listened for a few moments then said, “Between us, yes, but keep it to yourself.”  then a moment later he said, “Not at this time, but it could happen.”

Moments later, he thanked his dad and said he would go ahead and book the cruise.

Looking at him I said, “If I may ask, what were ll the questions?”

“Mark, I want us to be honest with each other.  Dad knows that I am totally gay and asked that since you were moving in with me, were you gay also, and you heard my response.  Then he asked if we were now a couple and you heard my response to that.”

He saw the concern in my face and said, “Mark, you can trust my dad.  Where I go strictly with males, he swings both ways, depending on  his mood.”

“Damn!  Your dad has sex with other men?” I asked, shocked.

“Oh yes, and before you ask, yes, on a few occasions I have had sex with my dad and a three way with him and another man.”

“Fuck, what’s it like having sex with our own father?” I asked.

“Fucking awesome!  It has brought us so much closer.”

Then, as Brad booked our cruise, I began settling in, unpacking a few things.  The following day, Saturday, I went to the house to pick up some more of my belongings.

As I arrived, dad smiled and said, “You’re just in time.  I just made a pot of coffee, and I hope it’s enough.”

I noticed he was shirtless and just had on a pair of snug gym shorts.  I noticed two cups already on the counter as he reached into the cabinet for a third. I wondered why.

The, as he finished pouring the third cup, Jim came into the kitchen also wearing only shorts.  I looked from dad to Jim and back, when dad said, “Sit down , Mark.  I knew this conversation would come up sooner or later.”

We sat down and dad confessed that he and Jim had been sexual partners since shortly before becoming business partners.  

“Jim and I are not totally gay, but it is our preference. However, we both have sex with married couples that swing. I hope you don’t hate me but I can’t help but assume that you are into man pleasures since you are moving in with Brad.  And yes, I know brad is gay also.  I have had several three ways with he and Jim.”

Then stepping up to me, he took my shoulders in his hands and looked at me and asked, “Son, do you hate me?”

“No way dad.  How can I hate you or doing the exact thing that I enjoy.  I’ve been into male sex since high school.  I was scared that you would be disappointed in me if you found out.”

“No way,” dad said, before leaning forward and pressing his lips to mine.  As he did, I parted mine and we began a hot wet spit swapping, tongue kiss.  We looked around and found that Jim a=had disappeared and soon came back into the kitchen, fully clothed.

“I’m going to leave you two alone so you can talk,” he said, before walking out the door.  I stepped up top dad again and this time I instigated the kiss and as I did, I slipped my hand down the front of his shorts and grasp his awesome rapidly rising cock.  

Seconds later we parted and in one swift move, I squatted down in front of dad pulling his shorts down with me.  Inches from my face was one of the most beautiful cocks I had ever seen and in one steady move, I swallowed it balls deep.  I lovingly sucked the cok that had created me and mon=ments later he stopped me and pulled me back up.  Without a word, he took my hand and led me to his bedroom, where he lovingly began undressing me. Within seconds, we were in his bed passionately kissing and fondling each other before flipping into a hot sixty-nine.  My dads cum load was one of the most delicious I had ever had the pleasure of eating.  He hungrily devoured mine and said how much he had dreamed of that moment.

After exchanging our first time experiences, he asked me to fuck him and I agreed but made him promise to fuck me afterward.  After fucking each other, he called Jim and said we wanted to meet he and Brad for lunch.

We met at a restaurant and  after a great lunch, dad toasted our future times together.  We all knew he was referring to future four ways.

Our cruise was six weeks away, and weekends up until time for us to fly to LA, we spent all having sex together.  Four cocks, four asses, and four mouths, all getting worked over.

Brad and I had two glorious weeks together having sex with a few other male passengers, mostly husbands, while the wives were in the spa.  We met a few other single guys that played, as well as a couple of stewards on the ship. In Hawaii, we had sex both in the hotel room and on the beach, with whomever wanted to join in.

Once back home, we found that dad had moved in with Jim, so Brad and I took over dad’s home. As before the cruise, our weekends were spent with the four of us being together in one continual orgy.  I loved my dads cock in me both in my ass and in my mouth. 

He and I became so much closer and with things being out in the open, when brad and I met someone special, we invited Jim and dad to join in and they did the same with us.  There is nothing hotter than family sex.