Apologies for the delay in continuing this story! More to come!
That night quickly became the greatest night of my life. The night I became a man.
Austin took me back to the bedroom he shared with my working father as the two of us became one. I could even smell the familiar scent of my dad on the sheets and pillowcases but that didn’t stop my arousal at all.
I couldn’t believe how wrong I had been about Austin. Before tonight, I saw him as a homewrecker. A promiscuous sinner, luring my father away from my mother, trying to corrupt straight men who didn’t know any better. The sort of reason most guys are homophobic to be honest.
But now I was deep inside him, my throbbing cock plunged into his guts, and I stared deeply into his eyes, I could see what a loving, powerful figure he was. He had released me. Set me free. Taught me how much pleasure I could experience and who I really was. And all because of his delicious mancunt. I couldn’t help but start to forgive my father for abandoning our family – after all, there was no way my mother could compete with this.
I no longer thought about Rachel. She was in my past now. I couldn’t go back to that life now that Austin had liberated me. At some point I’d have to work out how to break it to her that I no longer wanted to be with her but that was a problem for another day. All that mattered now was the ecstasy I was feeling with Austin.
I’d already pumped two loads of my creamy teen boy batter into him and I was well on my way to giving him my third. It felt like we were joined at the hips and lips, my tongue intertwined with his, deep down his throat, while my cock which hadn’t softened even a fraction over the last few hours continued to batter his sweet pussy. I couldn’t believe how hard and long he had been taking it. He didn’t ask me to stop once. In fact, if anything he seemed to pull me in even tighter with each thrust, holding onto my hips and glutes, as if he didn’t want it to stop either, pushing his hips back against mine.
This was chemistry. Not the childish hand-holding shit I’d been doing with Rachel. This was sweaty, animal man-sex, our loud moans filling the house… and I couldn’t get enough. Even if Austin was my dad’s boyfriend.
I looked down to watch my cock vanish into Austin’s hole, loving the sight of my meat thrusting into his most private passage.
“Mmmphhh mmmpphhh… uhhhhh… uhhhh… Biiilllllyyyyy,” Austin whispered as I pumped into him. “You…. uhhh…. know how to fuck!”
I grinned, loving that I was a natural lover and knew how to please him even though I’d been a virgin a few short hours earlier.
“Ahhhh… ohhhh… I…. uhhh… love… fucking yoooouuu,” I moaned as our sweaty torsos, rubbed together. “I… ahhh… love it…. So much…”
I could feel that familiar feeling of my balls starting to tighten. I wouldn’t be able to last long. I needed to fill him up with my man-milk.
“Oh yesssssss… breed me, Billy! Mmmphhh give me that seeeed,” he begged.
I cried out as I shot rope after rope of my hot fertile cum into his juicy mancunt, knowing this was something I could have never done with Rachel without the fear of her getting her pregnant.
He smiled at me as I gathered my breath. “Damn, baby. You’ve got some serious stamina!”
I laughed as I nuzzled his neck, wrapping my arms around him. It felt good. Two male naked bodies, intertwined. It felt right. My cock finally softened and popped out of his leaking hole. I fingered his mancunt. It truly did feel just like a pussy. We stared into each others eyes. He looked so sweet, kinda vulnerable, sending warm energy towards me. Fuck I thought to myself. Next you’ll want this guy to be your girlfriend!!
We lay there together, slowly nodding off, completely safe and comfortable in each others arms.
It was almost dawn when we woke to the sound of tyres on gravel outside.
Austin gave me a gentle nudge. “Hey baby, I think you better go back to your own room. Daddy’s home.”
I looked at him, surprised. Was he kicking me out? Surely we’d have to tell my dad sooner or later about us and he may as well see us together now?
He stroked my cheek as he stared deeply into my eyes, as if able to read my thoughts. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for him to know about this just yet…”
While it stung a little bit, I knew he was right. As I heard my father’s footsteps outside approaching the house, I quickly pulled on my boxers, gathered my clothes and hurried back to the guest room. I pulled the door closed just as the front door opened.
I stood, almost naked, in this unfamiliar room, with my ear to the door.
“You’re back already?” I could hear Austin ask innocently as he stepped into the corridor to greet him. I hear him give my father a long, lingering kiss and something twists in my chest. That should be me kissing Austin right now.
“Long night,” Dad says, yawning. “Sorry I woke you.”
“You didn’t,” Austin says. “I was already half-awake.”
Dad lowers his voice so I have to really lean in to make out the words. “I hope you don’t mind me leaving you with him. How’d it go? Hope he wasn’t too much of a prick.”
I clench my fists but Austin’s voice is silky smooth, “He was fine. He’s a good kid. He’ll get used to me.”
This made me smirk the tiniest bit. I was definitely already used to Austin.
Dad exhales. “That’s good to hear.” Then, softer, “Thank you. Really.”
I hear fabric shift. A belt unbuckle. Is my dad about to pull out his…?
I don’t get why that bothers me. It shouldn’t. Austin is dad’s boyfriend. Not mine. So why does it feel like something is being taken from me?
“Go get some sleep,” Austin says to my father. “You look wrecked.”
“Only if you come with me,” Dad answers, almost joking, but not really.
They move down the hall, past my door.
I step back instinctively, heart pounding like I’ve done something wrong.
Their bedroom door closes with a soft, final click.
I stand there for a long second, staring at the crack of light that disappears beneath it.
Then I turn back to my bed and sit down hard, rubbing my hands over my face. I don’t understand what I’m feeling. I just know I don’t like it. And I don’t know who I’m allowed to be mad at anymore.
I lie back down, willing myself to fall asleep again. I’m almost out when I hear it. Gentle creaking. And the unmistakable sound of Austin moaning. And what I think might be my father.
I sit up, unable to let this go.
I creep down the corridor towards my dad’s bedroom. The door is a tiny bit ajar so I’m able to peek in and see what I know is happening, even though I’m dreading it.
My dad is fucking Austin… right where I had been fucking him only minutes earlier.
“You’re already so wet, babe,” Dad moans softly in Austin’s ear. I realise with shock that Dad is using my cum as lube and doesn’t even know it. He thinks Austin just lubed himself up! I’m surprised feeling my cock stiffen at the realisation that my sperm is currently drenching my father's shaft.
Dad had a chunky ass, really meaty and thick, and I watched with grim envy as he pounds Austin into oblivion. It was interesting, I’d never noticed how Dad moved before but he had a fluidity to his hips. He didn’t just fuck Austin like a jackhammer. He made strong fluid curves with his hips as he swivelled his hips slightly with each stroke. It was driving Austin crazy! I wondered if I had fucked him as good and brought him as much pleasure as my Dad seemed to be doing. Without realising it, my hand had moved down to my hard cock and I was fisting it, making gentle strokes as I watched my father pound my new lover.
I could hear them whispering to each other but couldn’t make out the words. My face was flushing as I leaned in, desperate to hear the secret words of love they were whispering to each other as they engaged in this private act of love. Words that only Austin and I should be sharing!
As Austin pulled Dad in closer, clinging to his butt cheeks, he was inadvertently spreading them gently and I could see Dad’s crack exposed. It was pretty much smooth with the slightest trace of hair around the hole and leading down to Dad’s massive balls that were slapping against Austin’s cunt. It was hard to see from this angle but I could catch the occasional glimpse of my father’s rock hard penis thrusting into Austin. That penis that I knew was just a tiny bit larger than mine. I swallowed silently, realising for a moment I had wondered what it would be like to kneel between those globes and lick up the sweat that was forming there.
Fuckin hell Billy! I thought to myself. Did you seriously just think about licking your Dad’s ass crack? I couldn’t believe how far I had descended into sin and temptation. I backed away from the room, red-faced, creeping back to my room. I pulled the sheets over my head and willed myself to sleep, determined not to be corrupted any further. The last thing I heard before I drifted off to sleep was a muffled cry from down the corridor as my Dad climaxed inside Austin, filling him with the same seed that had once created me.
By the time I came out of the guest room the next morning, the apartment was smelling like food. Bacon. Toast. Coffee. It’s weird, because I don’t remember Dad ever cooking breakfast when I was a kid. That was always Mom’s thing. Dad was grab-a-protein-bar-and-run kind of guy.
But of course, it wasn’t Dad cooking. Austin was at the stove, wearing jeans and a hoodie now, sleeves pushed up, flipping something in a pan like it’s no big deal. He looks comfortable. Like he belongs here. That still throws me. But I guess it is THEIR home. I’m the guest here.
“Morning,” he says easily, like last night didn’t happen. Like this is just a normal Saturday. Like he doesn’t have both mine and my father’s DNA deep inside his guts.
“Hey,” I mumble, confused and unsure how to play this.
Dad’s already sitting at the table, coffee in hand. He looks tired but… relaxed. I bet I knew why.
“Sleep okay?” he asks. He doesn't seem fazed. I'm pretty sure Austin hasn't sold him he seduced his only son last night and introduced him to the world of man-sex.
“Yeah,” I say, grabbing a plate. It’s not a lie. It’s just not the full truth either.
Austin sets food down for us and then, deliberately, grabs his own mug and nods toward the other room. “I’ve got a couple emails to knock out. You guys eat.”
He doesn’t look at me when he says it. Doesn’t make a big deal out of it. Just gives us space. I almost wish he wouldn’t. Shouldn't he be telling my father that he wants to be sharing my bed?
We eat in silence for a minute. The kind that stretches endlessly. It’s funny… I had just started to forgive him for leaving Mom but now I was feeling jealous of him for fucking Austin. I knew that made no sense and I had no right to feel that way, but all I knew was that I wanted him out of the house so I could be on top of Austin, feeling that incredible pleasure he had given me the night before. All I can picture now when I look at my Dad is his beefy ass making those fluid thrusts as he pumps his load into Austin.
Dad clears his throat. "So..."
"So."
He laughs softly. "I guess I'm a little out of practice at this."
I can't help smiling. "A little."
"Fair." For the first time since I got here, the silence doesn't feel like we're fighting. It just feels... awkward, especially knowing we'd fucked the same pussy within minutes of each other.
My phone buzzes beside my plate.
Rachel: Morning ❤️ Hope today goes better.
I stare at the message for a second. Normally I'd answer straight away but instead I lock the screen again. I'll text her later. I’m still not sure what to say to her.
Dad notices but doesn't comment. He just cuts into his toast before looking back at me. "I was sorry I got called out last night."
I shrug. "It’s OK."
"I really wasn't supposed to be working."
"I don’t mind, really." And I didn’t. Hell - I'd still be a virgin otherwise.
He lets out a breath I don't think he realised he'd been holding. "Thanks."
I take another bite of eggs. They're good. Austin can cook. He’d make somebody a good wife. Fuck Billy! Stop thinking thoughts like that!
Dad folds his hands around his coffee mug. "I was thinking... if you're up for it... maybe we could drive out to the lake this afternoon."
"The lake?"
"Like we used to."
We hadn’t been in years but it was an old fishing spot in the woods that we used to go when I was little. We barely caught any fish but it was tranquil and deserted. I couldn’t remember the last time we’d been there.
"We don't have to fish," he says quickly. "We could just walk around."
I think about saying no. Instead I hear myself say, "Would Austin join us?"
Dad looks concerned for a moment. “Not if you don’t want him too?”
“I do,” I reply almost a little too quickly. I’m worried I’m going to blush so I quickly cover by explaining “I guess I’ve got to get used to us all being together, hey?” Austin looks up from the other room and gives a slight smirk.
Dad’s face brightens. ‘You don’t know what that means to hear you say that, Billy.” He reaches over and puts his hand on mine, kindly. I get a flash of his sweaty ass crack and his muffled orgasm cry. For a second, I can smell his musky scent and it's irresistible. I quickly retract my hand.
“It’s fine,” I mumble.
Dad finishes his coffee and glances towards the hallway. "I do have to duck out for half an hour."
I raise an eyebrow. "Work again?" I can’t deny that I suddenly got a little excited. Alone time with Austin...?
He shakes his head. "No. Just need to pick up a prescription from the clinic and grab a couple of things from the supermarket."
"Oh." I’m trying to stay chill.
"I won't be long."
I nod. "No rush."
He studies me for a second, almost like he's checking whether I really mean it. "You sure?"
"Yeah." I try to look a little put out but my cock is already getting harder in my boxers. I try not to look over at Austin nearby.
Dad stands, carries his plate to the sink and rinses it. Austin looks over at us from the living room, watching the interaction. As he reaches for his keys, Dad looks back at me. "I'm really glad you came this weekend.
I look down at my plate before meeting his eyes again. "Me too." I don’t know if I forgive him but something’s shifting in me and I have to go with it.
Dad smiles, a tired, relieved sort of smile that makes him look like the father I grew up with. He heads for the door. "I'll be back before you know it."
Austin walks over and wraps his arms around my dad. “See you soon, babe.” He presses his lips against my father’s and kisses him passionately and romantically, pushing his tongue into my father’s mouth.
I immediately look down, trying not to take in the scene.
Dad breaks it off, shooting me an embarrassed look as he tries not to grin at Austin’s brazen passion. “I’ll be back back before you know it.”
The door clicks shut behind him.
The apartment falls quiet again.
Austin leans against the kitchen island, staring at me with a gentle smile on his lips. I sit at the table, staring back. We listen to Dad’s car outside as it backs out of the driveway.
The second the sound has gone, we can’t hold back any longer. I pounce on him, pulling him into my arms and lifting him into a seated position on the kitchen island so I can kiss him passionately while grinding my crotch against his.
Our tongues wrestle with each other as we whimper desperately, trying to devour each other. My heart beats furiously against his chest. I never want to let him go!
Finally I break our kiss, turning him around and yank down his jeans in one fluid movement. He wasn’t wearing any underwear! I could see his moist pussy winking at me, filled with the loads of both father and son.
I couldn't help but plunge my face right into it, swiping his sweet crevice with my tongue, tasting every inch of his crack and hiding hole! I could taste a trickle of sweety musty man-milk dripping out of him. I didn’t know if it was mine or my father’s but I didn’t care. I slurp the precious seed up desperately, like a man dying of thirst who has just stumbled out of the desert.
Austin groans in slutty pleasure as I dart my tongue in and out of him, making him even wetter, ready for my teen cock.
I nudge my thick prick between his slippery ass cheeks, even nudging his precious hole a couple of times, lightly penetrating his anus with my cockhead, teasing both of us until Austin begs for me to fuck him properly.
“Please, baby. Fuck me! Fuck me just like your Dad did!!”
“You want me?” I whisper in his ear. “You want me more than you want my Dad, don’t you? Say it!” I hiss.
“YEESSS!!” Austin cries. “I want you to fuck me, Billy! Give me your load! Please!”
"Uhhhhh...!!" I grunt, as I start to sink inside him, feeling that sweet sweet pleasure again that I’d be thinking about all morning. And then I'm completely buried inside him and I never want to withdraw.
He twists around so our tongues can duel each other as I thrust into his velvety insides. I can feel all the loads, both mine and my father’s, mixing around my shaft as he squeezes and massages me with his ring.
We find a steady rhythm as we hold on to each other, enjoying our forbidden erotic dance. The only sound in the kitchen isas our grunts and groans of satisfaction – “uhhh… uhhh…. Mmm…. Ugghhh…. Uhhhh…. Mmmmmm….”
“Did you think about me?” I ask. ‘While Dad was fucking you?”
Austin grins at me, gazing deeply into my eyes. “I’ll always be thinking about you,” he whispers in reply as he starts speeding up his hips, thrusting himself against me, trying to milk that load out of me.
“Haaaooaaaauuuuhhhhhh” I gasp, a complete slave to the pleasure Austin’s mancunt was giving me. I fuck him with longer strokes, making love to him, wanting to prove I was a better lover than my father. I start to curl my hips, emulating the fluid thrusts I had seen my father performing earlier.
Austin’s eyes roll back into his head as he quivers in ecstasy. I grin in satisfaction, knowing how much I was pleasuring him. His hole relaxes, allowing me to enter him even deeper. I pull apart his butt cheeks to allow myself further entry.
“Oh God, don’t stop, Billy!!” he cries as we fuck against the kitchen island, right next to the remnants of my father’s breakfast.
I can feel my impossibly hard dick get even bigger and harder and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I grip his hips tightly as I speed up my thrusts, ready to give him my biggest load yet.
Austin lets his head fall back onto my shoulder, spasming in my arms, as he cries out loudly as he orgasms. I can feel his ring, clamping down on my cock like it was trying to bite it off! “ARRRRRRRGGGHHHHH!!” I groan as I flood his insides with my teen seed. My body twitches too like we both had been electrocuted and were helpless by the current charging through our bodies.
Finally our breathing steadies and I reluctantly let my meat slide out of him. It's followed by a trickle of precious jizz until Austin clamps his mancunt shut, keeping this sacred gift inside him.
He turns around and kisses me deeply, wrapping his arms around me. We stand there for a few minutes, enjoying each others bodies. Finally he breaks away to grin at me, “Oh Billy. What am I going to do with you?”
To be continued...
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