A few months later, Mum left. I neither know nor care whether it was to do with his homosexuality/incest, or something else. It meant that we could now share a bed. It was comforting, drifting off to the sound of his gentle purring, and waking up feeling his morning wood. The weekends were special as we had time to make love properly. He even let me fuck him sometimes. Our father/son relationship became stronger.
By way of celebrating Mum's departure, we had a barbecue. George and Jez came, as did another gay couple Dad knew. Sid and Rod were a bit older, early 50s, but still fit. As is our custom, we wore tighty-whities, except Rod, who had loose boxers. The afternoon progressed, and the beer flowed, and things began to heat up. I noticed Dad and Jez snogging. George had dropped his pants and was idly stroking his tool. Sid and Rod came up to me, Sid behind me, grinding his dick into my crack, Rod kissed me passionately. We carried on snogging and it became clear why he wore boxers, his penis came through the fly hole. His cock was the best part of a foot long, and so fat that I couldn't get my fingers round it. We were all well endowed, but I'd only seen monsters in porn mags. I thought it was trick photography. I dropped to my knees, pulling their underwear down at the same time. Sid was also quite impressive, so I licked his first. His hairy balls hung low in the heat. I took them in my mouth, one at a time. Still holding Sid's dick, I turned my attention to Rod. Where to start? I could just about get the head in my mouth without gagging. His sack was shaved, making it nicer to fondle and suck. They pulled me up and carried me to the picnic table. Dad and Jez were on a blanket, fucking, with George getting sucked by his son. Dad must have guessed what would happen, as there was a bottle of lube on the table. They started by Sid eating my ass, and opening me up with lubed fingers. Then he stood up, and Rod held my wrists as Sid entered, adding spit as he began thrusting. My erection returned as he kept hitting the spot, making the precum flow. Dad and George had swapped, and George was pummelling his son. Sid started to go harder and faster. "Inside you?" "Yes, I want to have your babies". With that, he fucked even harder and bred me. He dropped out and cum ran down my crack. George had shot his load, and Dad was inside him. They swapped. I was about to get the main course. Rod applied loads of lube on my already dripping man-cunt and went gently until about half the monster was inside me. I had Sid's dick to clean, taking my mind off the invasion Rod pumped slowly, each time getting more in. My ring adjusted to the size. I was cumming without touching myself, a river of semen flowing off my belly. Eventually, his legs buckled and a torrent of cum filled me. I looked over, Jez looked shattered, with puddles running from his body. Rod leaned over and kissed me, saying I was amazing, as most guys couldn't take it all.
No one dressed. More beer was drunk, and we eventually ate. Dad has said I can spend a night with Sid and Rod. I bought a big dildo to prepare
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I practiced with the biggest dildo I could find. Dad helped sometimes, fucking mr first, then opening me up with the black latex. After a few weeks, I could take most of it, and achieve an anal orgasm.
A month os so later, Dad had to visit Mum to sort out divorce papers. (He also found out she'd been screwing around) He suggested it would be a good time for me to see Sid and Rod, as he'd be in a miserable mood when he gets back. I kissed him, slid down his body and sucked him off, and fed his spunk back to him. I phoned them and they said they'd be delighted to have me for the night. I wore my tight, white briefs and jogging shorts. I arrived at 8.30. They greeted me with a kiss and a beer, in just their underwear, and they were clearly excited. After exchanging pleasantries, they led me upstairs to a huge bed. I nestled between them. I kissed Sid first, then down to his nipples, and on down the treasure trail. I eased his briefs down and swallowed him. Rod held the back of my head, forcing me to deep-throat. Fortunately, I'd been practicing oral with the dildo. A lubed finger worked its way into my hole, followed by a second. I turned to kiss Rod, and Sid's penis opened me up. I concentrated on kissing Rod as my ass was invaded. After a bit, I was turned around. I was thankful for the dildo practice as Rod's huge member eased its way in. I took all of it. I felt his pubes tickle my bum. I started to enjoy myself. Rod pulled out, and I squatted on Sid, riding him, then moved across onto his boyfriend. Back to Sid, he thrust hard, coating my insides. Climbing off, I impaled myself back on Rod. Sid's juices made it easier. I rode him faster, and his sperm filled me. I shot jets of cum into the air. "Wow, that was awesome, I gushed, as my breathing recovered. We went back downstairs and had a few more drinks before turning in, my hole still seeping.
In the morning, I was handed a fluffy towel, used the bathroom, and had a relaxing shower. We had breakfast, and then back to the bedroom. I bent over the bed, and Sid lubed me. Rod held my hands from the other side. I gritted my teeth as Sid worked his way in. This time he just fucked me hard and fast, falling on top of me as he came. I cleaned him up before they swapped. Rod went much gentler. It felt like a vacuum as he pulled out, only to be pumped full again. My precum was dripping on the floor. "Fuck me hard", I found myself saying, so he plowed into me. Cum streamed out of me, as I was bred once more. He slipped out, and I licked the last drops from him. Staggering to my feet, they helped me to the bathroom, where I sat on the loo and let their combined juices flow out of me. After coffee, I thanked and kissed them, before heading home.
Dad was waiting for me. The meeting with Mum went better than expected, so he wasn't too bad. I told him about my experience, and I could see him rubbing himself. "I suppose you want some fun now", realising that I didn't have an option. I knelt in front of him and sucked on his rod. He led me upstairs, and I leant over the bed, the same as I had for Sid and Rod. After the other two, Dad slipped in easily. I buried my head in the pillow while he pounded away until he had satisfied him self. Knackered, I crawled into bed.
