Dude's Day with Dad

Dude's Trip (Day 1)

WARNING. This story contains sexually oriented adult material. This includes sexual relations between adults and minors. All this has no basis in truth and is all fictional. Author does not condone of any illegal activities as this is purely for fantasy.

It had been a week since the crazy sex party. While Jonathan and I still were enjoying recapping the various studs we got to play with, we were getting a little antsy with our latest dry spell. I mean, we had played with each other almost every day, but going a week without playing with our dads or other men was a long time compared to the last several weeks of non-stop sex.

I was over at Jonathan's house playing video games when it hit me.

"Dude! I've got it. I know what we need!" I said, excited, sitting up on Jonathan's bed while he continued to stare at the screen.

"What, man?" he mumbled, still focused on the game.

"Yo, we haven't had a dude's day in forever, and neither of our moms are going out of town any time soon. Sooooooo, what if WE go out of town instead?"

"What?" he paused the game and looked over at me, confused.

"What if our dads and us go on a trip together, just the guys. It would be a dude's trip. Just us, in a hotel, fucking like crazy!" I said, convincing myself of this idea more and more with each word.

"Our moms would never go for it, man," Jonathan said, obviously still dubious about the idea. I wasn't going to let it go so easily.

"We'll see, man. I bet I can make it happen," I shot back.

"Hey, you think there are any beers in the fridge downstairs I could go sneak up for us?" I asked.

"I think so. Go see. My parents should be in their bedroom by now, but they're probably still up though, so watch out."

I didn't bother to put on a shirt before I headed downstairs, trying to be quiet as I snuck into the dark kitchen. As I opened the fridge and leaned down to look in, I was disappointed to see that there were no beers to be seen. As I closed the door and stood up, a shirtless Mr. C was standing right there.

"Jesus, fuck. You scared the shit out of me, man!" I exclaimed.

"Easy, boy. What are you rummaging around in my fridge for?"

"I was actually hoping to sneak up a few beers for Jonathan and me," I replied.

"Ah, I see. Well, at least you're honest. Follow me, there are some in the fridge in the garage." I followed Mr. C down the hall, and as my eyes adjusted to the dark, I realized he was only wearing tight red briefs that made his ass look amazing from behind. As we got into the garage and he flicked the lights on, I got a full view of him.

"Jeez, Mr. C. You just want me to bend over right here?" I joked, staring at his crotch, his big dick and balls filling out the pouch of his tight briefs.

"It's tempting, Brandon, but I've got to save it for the Mrs. tonight," he said, but still smiling at the compliment and clearly enjoying seeing me eyeing him up and down.

"Oh come on, she'll never know. You can't tease me out here looking like that," I said, walking toward him and putting my hand on his package. "And, we haven't really had much one-on-one time lately, and I miss that." I leaned up to kiss him. He responded by wrapping his big muscular arms around me and pulling me tight into his bare chest, kissing me sensually. But he soon pulled back.

"I can't, Brandon. I want to, don't get me wrong, but I can't be out here long or she'll come looking for me, and what would it look like me standing in a garage in these briefs with a shirtless...hot....teenage boy?"

"No worries, Mr. C. But if you wanna sneak up to Jonathan's room later tonight, you know where I am," I said, winking at him. "But, hey, now that I got you alone. I've got an idea. Jonathan and I were talking about how we need some along time with our stud dads, and since neither of our moms are going out of town soon, what if we all took a guy's trip. You know, a dude's trip??"

Mr. C paused a bit thinking at what I was proposing. "You know, that's actually not a bad idea, Brandon. Would let us spend some bonding time the four of us. Let me talk to your dad and see what he says."

"Sweet. So, now that that's settled, how about you let me suck that daddy cock you're teasing me with in those briefs," I joked, licking my lips.

"Nice try. Go grab a few beers from that fridge, and head upstairs. That's all you're gonna be putting your mouth on tonight. And be quiet."

"Alright. Worth a shot. But my offer is a permanent one, daddy!" I joked again.

I grabbed the beers and headed back up to Jonathan's room, not mentioning my interaction with his dad. We finished off the beers, and decided to call it a night, curling up naked in bed together.
The next day back at my house, I was sitting at the dinner table with my mom and dad, when my dad made an announcement.

"So, my company is sending me to a conference next week, and turns out Chase is also planning to attend." I stared down at my plate, anxious to see where this was going, but trying not to act too excited.

"Next week? Well, you know I can't take off for work on such short notice, honey," my mom replied.

"I know, I understand. Then, I'm thinking Brandon could come with me. Give us some time for some male bonding," he said, very nonchalantly.

"After you dragged him to that boring work dinner? Good luck convincing him to go with you on this one," she joked.

"I wouldn't mind, dad," I said casually. "The counselor at school says we need to start networking, so might be good practice. But don't think this means I want to become an accountant," I joked.

"Well, look at you?!" my mom said, surprised that I was showing any initiative for a future career. 

"So, honey, where is this conference?"

"Vegas," my dad responded. I almost spit out my food.

"Ah, well, then probably good to have your son there to make sure you and Chase don't get into any shenanigans," she joked. My dad shot me a quick glance. Mission accomplished.

After dinner, I ran up to my room and pulled my phone out to text Jonathan.

"Dude! It's on! The trip!"

"What?"

"Dude's trip. Just us and dads...in fucking Vegas!"

"No way, bro."

"Yes. Dad just told my mom in front of me."

"Holy shit!"

And with that, the trip was on....

The next Saturday morning, my mom dropped my dad and me off a the curb at the airport for our flight.

"Be good, boys!" she said through the open window as she drove off. My dad and I looked at each other and laughed as we headed into the terminal. As we waited in the security line, I pulled off the baggy hoodie I had worn in the car to reveal the tight tank top I had underneath that showed off my chest and arms. My dad looked at me as I fixed my hair.

"What?"

"Nothing. You look good, son," he said, still looking down at my body. I knew he'd like how I looked in the tank top and the shorts that I was wearing that only came down a couple inches down my thigh and showed off my teenage ass nicely. I wanted to impress the dads, and it seemed to be working so far.

"Where are Mr. C and Jonathan?" I asked.

"They'll meet us in the lounge," he replied.

We got through security and made our way to the first class lounge, where we found a quiet corner to set down our bags. My dad made his way to the bar and returned with two beers, setting one down in front of me. "Here's to a fun weekend in Vegas, son" he said as we clinked out glasses together and sipped on our beers.

After about 15 minutes, I spotted Mr. C and Jonathan entering the lounge. I waived them over to join us. Jonathan was wearing a tight polo shirt that had high cut arms and showed off his upper body as well, and was wearing similarly tight fitting short shorts. We had obviously coordinated what we thought would look best for our stud dads.

Mr. C was wearing a short sleeve button down shirt that he left unbuttoned about halfway down his chest, showing off his muscular body. His khaki shorts clung to his thick thighs and showed off his big package. I strained to not get a hardon right then just looking at him.

"Well, Jonathan, looks like we need to catch up," Mr. C joked, nodding to our half empty beer glasses. He dropped his bags and headed to the bar to fetch beers for him and Jonathan. After he returned, the four of us clinked glasses with cheers for a fun weekend.

"So, boys, are you excited for Vegas?" Mr. C asked us.

"Fuck yeah, sir!" I replied. Jonathan also nodding enthusiastically.

"Good, us too," my dad chimed in, looking across to the other side of the lounge. "So, boys, we have a little surprise for you..." Jonathan and I glanced at each other, confused.

Just then, I looked up to see Jake from the party approaching us. He was wearing a tight fitted grey shirt and tight jeans that showed off the same muscular body and nice package that I had encountered at the sex party. It took me a bit to process that he was here.

"So, boys, I think you remember Jake from the party. We got to talking, and thought it'd be fun for him to join us this weekend," my dad said.

"Hey, Brandon, hey, Jonathan," Jake said as he sat down across from us, his eyes locked on mine. I was wondering why he didn't bring his son, but figured he wasn't quite ready for that.

Even though he was sitting right next to me, Jonathan texted me, "Holy fucking shit, bro!"

Hanging out in the lounge, the five of us had a great time chatting, joking, drinking beers. I could tell this was going to be a fun trip, even just hanging out with a bunch of masculine studs, on top of the great sex I was sure we'd be having.

As it got close to our flight time, we made our way to the gate. Getting on the plane, my dad directed me to sit next to Jake, across the aisle from him, Jonathan and Mr. C.

After we got settled in, Jake turned to me and said, "I hope it's ok that I crashed your trip with your dad, Brandon. I wasn't sure if this was a good idea, but I wanted to see you, and Chase and your dad thought it'd be fun if I came with all of you."

"It's cool, man. I was surprised to see you, but I'm really glad you came. I had a lot of fun with you at the party. And you look sexy as fuck in those tight jeans and shirt, man." He grinned at my compliment.

"Well, I don't think you need me to tell you how you look in that tank top and short shorts, Brandon," he said, glancing down at my body.

"What about your son? You didn't want to bring him?" I asked.

"He's, uh, I don't think he's quite ready for something like this just yet."

"Gotcha. Well, Jonathan and I can take care of you, daddy," I replied, smiling back at him and resting my hand on his muscular thigh.

After takeoff, I asked the stewardess for a blanket, which I draped over both of our waists. I reached over and grabbed Jake's hand under the blanket and pulled it over onto my thigh, as he started to grab my quad and then start sliding up to my crotch. I quickly became hard at the feeling of his hand on me. He then reached up the leg of my shorts and freed my hard cock out of the jock I was wearing, wrapping his hand firmly around it. I tried not to moan too loudly. My dad looked over at us and could tell something was going on. He nodded and winked at me.

I put my hand on Jake's muscular thighs as he continued to caress my dick with his hand. He leaned over and kissed me gently on my neck and whispered into my ear. "I can't wait to pump your ass full of my cum, son."

"Mmmmm, I can't wait either, daddy," I responded, turning to kiss him on the lips, not caring whether others around us noticed.

As I looked over across the aisle, I could tell Jonathan was enjoying being sandwiched between our two dads, each of them with a hand on his leg. Jake and I decided to watch a movie on the seat back screen, me leaning my head on his muscular shoulders and his hand remaining wrapped around my dick.

The flight didn't take long, and as we walked out of the terminal with our bags after landing, we found our driver, a young German-looking guy that filled out his button down white shirt quite nicely.

"Gentlemen! How was your flight? You can call me Matt, and I'll be taking you to your hotel. So, looks like you ditched the women for a guys' trip, eh?"

"Yeah, a little father-son bonding," my dad said, wrapping his big arm around me as we followed the hot stud driver to the car, all of us checking out his ass in his tight black pants.

"Ah, very nice. Well, you came to the right place...mom never needs to know what happens, right?!"

"Something like that," Mr. C chimed in.

"Nice. Well, I have beers in the limo, and, uh, it definitely looks like everyone is over 21, so all safe with me," he said, winking at me and Jonathan.

We arrived to the limo and Matt put our bags in the trunk while the rest of us piled in. It was my first time in a limo. I sat next to my dad on the side facing seat, while Jonathan found himself sandwiched between Mr. C and Jake in the seats facing the front. Jake grabbed beers for each of us from the cooler built in to the side of the interior.

Matt, now sporting his aviator sunglasses and a chauffeur hat got in the front see and looked back through the open window.

"All set back there, men?"

"Yeah!" we all exclaimed, holding our beers up, excited to kick off the trip.

It was Jonathan and my first time in Las Vegas, so as soon as we pulled out of the airport, we were mesmerized by the sight of the hotels along the strip.

"Gentlemen, would you like me to do a full loop down the strip so you can see the sights from the limo? There's a sun roof that you can stick your head out if you want." Matt said from the front seat, seeing how excited Jonathan and I were.

"Yeah, Matt!" I answered, as he pushed a button and the sun roof started retracting.

Novices to being in a limo, Jonathan and I immediately stood up to stand up with our heads and torsos sticking out of the sun roof, sipping our beers and waiving to people walking down the sidewalk of the strip.

Within a couple minutes, I felt some hands fumbling with my shorts. Looking down, I saw my dad hooking his fingers into the waistband of my shorts, pulling them down to leave me just sporting my jock strap. Mr. C was doing the same to Jonathan. We looked over at each other and couldn't believe this was just the start of the weekend.

Soon, each of the dads had his son's cock in his mouth while Jonathan and I continued to survey the strip from outside the top of the limo. I soon felt a tongue against my ass, which had to be Jake, as he started spreading my ass and flicking his tongue against my bare hole.

"Fuck, dude! Can you believe we're getting sucked off by our dads, standing out of a limo on the strip in Vegas?!" I proclaimed, pausing a bit to moan as my dad continued to take my dick all the way to the base. I leaned over and kissed Jonathan, tasting the cold beer on his lips.

My dad and Mr. C continued swallowing our teenage cocks, as Matt drove further down the strip. I was starting to get close to shooting in light of this semi-public oral sex, and Jake's tongue on my ass was driving me crazy. I didn't want to cum yet, so I popped back down in the limo. I looked over to see whether my dad had raised the divider between us and Matt, but it was still open, and Matt was glancing back in the mirror frequently with a grin on his face. Mr. C continued to swallow Jonathan's hard cock, while Jake sat back and rubbed his crotch through his jeans.

I turned to my dad and helped pull his shirt off, as I straddled his lap. I leaned down to grab his face and kiss him passionately, my ass starting to grind against the bulge I could feel through his shorts.

"I want you to fuck me so bad tonight, dad," I whispered into his ear before moving down to kiss his neck, my hands sliding down to feel his muscular chest.

"Oh we're gonna have some fun, son, don't worry. I've wanted to jump you since we got to the airport," he whispered back into my ear before he pulled me back into a long sensual kiss.

"Oooooooh fuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkk," I heard coming back down into the limo from Jonathan as he started to shoot into Mr. C's mouth. Mr. C kept Jonathan's dick deep down his throat as he continued to squirt streams of cum. Mr. C eventually pulled off his dick, and licked the last drops from the tip, before Jonathan collapsed down back into the limo onto Jake's lap. Mr. C joined them and kissed Jake to give him a taste of his son's load still on his lips.

"Gentlemen, if you are ready, we will arrive at the hotel in approximately 10 mins, unless you want me to drive around some more," Matt said from the front of the limo.

"No, Matt, we're good. Thanks for the heads up," my dad responded. All of us started gathering our clothes as Matt drove us into the VIP entrance of our hotel.

As we started to get out of the limo, we were greeted by a hotel employee, who informed us our bags would be taken up to our rooms, and he provided my dad with the room keys. My dad gave me a $100 bill and told me to give it to Matt. I walked around the car and handed the bill to Matt, reaching out to shake his hand.

"Thanks, man. Appreciate everything, including the beer," I said.

"No worries, bro. I gotcha. Hey, listen, it looks like you got your hands full, but I got a couple buddies that would definitely be into you and your brother, if you guys are up for partying tomorrow night."

"Maybe, man. We haven't worked out the plan, but sounds fun," I responded.

"Here's my card. You can text the cell on the back if you're around and wanna hang out, man. And thanks for the tip. Getting to watching you and your dads was enough, but appreciate it," he said as he got back into the limo and started to drive off.

Jonathan and I followed the dads into the hotel and hopped into the elevator. I stood in front of Jake and took the opportunity to lean back so my ass was pressed against his crotch for most of the ride up, just to tease him.

As we got to the top floor of the hotel, we got to the end of the hallway.

"Alright, boys, you are in 4201, here, and men, we are in the master suite 4200. The rooms have an adjoining door so we don't have to go out into the hall to go between the suites," my dad said, handing Jonathan and me our keys.

"Why don't you boys settle in and wash up. There's a pool party at the resort next door, so let's head out in about an hour, cool?" Mr. C said to us.

"Yes, sir," I responded, as Jonathan and I scrambled into our room, to be amazed at the full view of the strip from high up. The room was huge, with a bedroom, living room, kitchen area and giant bathroom with a tub and walk in shower with dual shower heads at each end.

"Fuck, bro! This is insane!" Jonathan exclaimed, as he ran around exploring the suite. "And this is all ours!" He ran up to the floor to ceiling windows, pulled down his shorts and started swinging his dick back and forth, joking "You think people can see in?!"

"Dude, you've been in Vegas like an hour, and you're already acting like you're at a bachelor party!" I responded, shaking my head.

Jonathan turned around, facing me, his junk still out. "So, who you gonna bang first today? Your pops or Jake?"

"I don't know, man. Maybe both at the same time??" I said, shrugging, as I lifted my bag on the bed and searched for my red speedo swimsuit. "You wanna hop in the shower, bro?"

"Yeah, we better rinse off and get ready," he replied as he pulled off his shirt and strolled over to the huge walk-in shower. I stripped and followed him in.

We continued to speculate about the weekend's events. "You think they're gonna want to share us with any other dudes this weekend?" Jonathan wondered.

"I'm down for that. We might find some other guys our age too for them to mess around with. Plus, I think we should text that hot chauffeur and see what's he's up to," I said.

"For sure, bro." Jonathan replied, already starting to get a little hard.

We finished showering and dried off, walking naked back into the bedroom, where Mr. C was laying on the bed, his arms behind his head, showing off his big biceps through his tight t-shirt.

"Fuck yeah, Mr. C, ready to get started?!" I said, excited, dropping my towel and walking toward him on the bed, Jonathan doing the same right behind me.

"Easy, boys! Don't worry, you'll get your chance later. I was sent over her to make sure you're getting ready to head over to the pool party."

"Can we go like this?" I said, wrapping my arm around Jonathan, both of us standing naked in front of him, grinning.

"Don't get me wrong, I'd do you both like that, but maybe start with a tight swimsuit and a tank top to walk through the hotel lobby," he responded, but still scanning our naked bodies up and down.

"Fine, dad. I guess," Jonathan replied as we both went over to our bags to find our tight red swim trunks as Mr. C watched us getting dressed. We both put on tight shorts over our trunks and pulled on tight tank tops that showed off our arms and chests. Jonathan put on a ball cap backwards, and we both grabbed our oversized sun glasses. Turning to Mr. C, Jonathan said, "So, what do you think?"

"Perfect, alright, let's go," he responded, hopping up and leading us through the open door that connected our two suites.

As we walked into the dads' room, Jonathan and I took a look around as Mr. C proclaimed, "Men! The boys are ready!"

The room was even bigger than ours, with two bedrooms and a huge bedroom and kitchen. As we walked past the smaller bedroom, I looked in and saw Jake standing naked, hair damp from a shower, ruffling through his bag. The man was gorgeous, from his round ass with a tan line to his muscular arms and chest, flexing with each movement. Jonathan continued to the other bedroom where our dads were, but I slipped in.

"Hey there, sexy daddy," I said as I plopped down on the side of his bed, facing him.

"Oh, hey, Brandon," he replied with a cute smile. He pulled two pairs of speedos out of his bag, holding them up. "So what do you think, white or red?"

"Mmmm, tough choice. I'm wearing red, so we could match, but I think the white would look hotter on you with your tan," I replied, slowly licking my lips and glancing down at his dangling cock. I could tell he liked the compliment.

"So you think I still got it, huh?" he said, running his hand down his chest and abs. "My wife doesn't really pay attention to my body any more."

"You're a total fucking, stud, man," I said I as slid over to position myself right in front of him, reaching out to grab his muscular pecs, letting my hands slowly move down over his tight abs and then wrapping my hand gently around his soft, but slowly hardening, dick. "I sure wouldn't let you go unappreciated, daddy," I said before leaning forward to take the tip of his now semi-hard cock into my mouth.

He moaned softly as I took the rest of his dick into my mouth, my lips wrapped firmly around his shaft while my tongue swirled around his throbbing head. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me deeper onto his cock as I grabbed his balls with one free hand, and reached around to grab his ass with the other.

"God damn, you feel so good, Brandon," he said as he started slowly pumping my face, his ass flexing in my hand with each thrust. "You've been wanting this daddy cum, haven't you, son??" he teased, as he picked up the pace and was now practically face fucking me, his big dick sliding all the way down my throat each time he pulled my face into him. I moaned in agreement, unwilling to let his cock out of my mouth as I started to taste his salty pre-cum.

Soon, I felt the first throb of his dick as my tongue slid along the underside, so I tightened my mouth and lips around his dick, picking up the pace even harder, and tightening my grip on his balls. This pushed him over the edge as he moaned loudly and pulled my head so his dick penetrated my throat even deeper as he started unloading his warm man seed into me. I could feel each spray down my throat and it started filling up into my mouth when I couldn't swallow it fast enough.

After he finished shooting, he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, pausing to let me lick the last drop of salty cum from his slit, and then bent down to kiss me deeply on the mouth, his cum swirling over our tongues and lips.

"Well, I see you two haven't wasted any time getting started." I pulled off Jake's face and looked over to see my dad leaning against the door frame, smiling.

"Geez, dad, how long have you been there?" I asked, wiping the rest of the cum from my face.

"I caught the whole show, son, and it was a good one, so I didn't want to interrupt, even though we need to get going."

"Your son sure can suck a dick, man," Jake said to my dad as he pulled his white speedo up and tucked his softening dick into the pouch.

"Oh, I know, Jake. The kid can't get enough cum."

"You handing more out, pops?" I joked back.

"Funny. Come on, guys, the others are ready to head out."

Jake pulled on a pair of tight fitting shorts over his speedo and a tank top and then we met Mr. C and Jonathan in the living room and then headed over to the gay pool party at the Luxor.

As we walked into the pool area, my jaw dropped as I took in the view of multiple pools filled with half beautiful naked men and boys of all ages. The dads were equally silent as they surveyed the party. This was definitely going to be a great day.

"Well, men, shall we?" my dad finally broke the silence, leading us to find the cabana he had rented for the day. We found the cabana, which was perfectly situated right in front of the main pool, which was filled with muscular guys, mostly in speedos or tight trunks, chatting, dancing to the music and drinking in the sun.

We started shedding our shorts and tank tops, causing several guys passing by to do a double take looking into our cabana at us five studs. Soon, our cabana boy showed up, a twenty year old tan smooth muscle jock wearing the skimpiest speedo I'd ever seen. It didn't even cover his ass crack, and it strained to fit over his clearly endowed cock and ball sack.

"Welcome, guys! I'm Josh, and I'll be taking care of you today. Are you study men visiting for fun, or...?" I could tell he was pretty fixated on my dad, as he was pulling off his tank top.

"Oh, we are definitely here for fun," my dad responded. "A bit of a father/son group trip of sorts."
Josh glanced over at Jonathan and me and grinned. "Well, you've come to the right place for that. Should I bring over some beers for you gents to get started?"

"That'd be great, Josh," Mr. C replied.

"On the way. And if you need anything, you can just press that red button over there by the fridge, and I or one of the other pool boys will be right over. And if you need any privacy, these curtains can pull across the front of your cabana. I'll be right back with those beers, but let me know if you need anything else."

As Josh turned and walked away, all of us stared as his bubble butt flexing under the scant covering of his undersized speedo.

"Fuck, I would nail that kid in a heartbeat," my dad said out loud.

"The way he was checking you out, I think he'd let you, dad," I replied. He smiled but shrugged it off. It was still new to me joking with my dad about banging another guy, but I was definitely enjoying this new level of relationship with him. I just wished it had started sooner.

"Brandon, you wanna go see how the water is?" Jonathan asked, clearly wanting to go mingle with the sea of men in the pool.

"Sure, man. Alright, see you dads in a bit. Don't do anything we wouldn't do," I joked as we headed toward the pool and jumped right in, the rush of the cold water feeling great after being in the sun for just a couple minutes. This area of the pool was waist deep, so we made our way toward the center, drawing stares from groups of guys in the water, giving each of us a nice boost of confidence.

Jonathan and I started surveying the crowd, pointing out guys and groups that caught our attention, from a group of younger college-age looking jock bros, to a couple of older muscle dads hanging in the corner of the pool sipping beers, the latter couple making eye contact with me as I scanned the rest of the pool. Soon, a couple of hairy older bears approached us.

"Hey guys, how's it going? Enjoying the sun and pool?" one of them asked us.

"Yeah, we just got in town and this was our first stop. So far so good, man," Jonathan replied.
We continued to chat for a bit, even though Jonathan and I weren't particularly into bears, but they were nice guys. They were a married couple from Kansas here on an anniversary trip. 

Judging by the number of times they grabbed their crotches under the water, they were clearly looking for a third or more. As soon as they asked us if we were here by ourselves, Jonathan quickly replied that we're here with our dads, which seemed to spook them a bit, so they said their goodbyes and waded off to the other side of the pool.

"Yo, I could use a drink. Wanna go grab a beer at the cabana?" I said to Jonathan.

"Yeah, me too, man," he replied as we started our way back to the edge of the pool. As we went, I glanced back over at the two muscle daddies, who were now talking to a younger fit guy. But both looked over his should at me as I went by. I smiled at both of them as they maintained eye contact as long as I was looking their way. I may have to explore that later, I thought to myself.

As we both got out of the pool, and swiped the water from our chests, I noticed even more attention directed our way. We did both look amazing in these tight swimsuits, but it was nice to see all the attention we were drawing.

We walked slowly toward our cabana, and I noticed the curtains were drawn across the opening to the pool area. I pushed the curtain aside, holding it open for Jonathan, and before I could get any words out, I paused to take in the scene before my eyes. There, on the lounger was Josh, our cabana boy, on his back, his speedo still around his ankles in the air, with my dad on top of him, pumping him hard and fast. Jake was at his other end, face fucking him with his huge cock, while Mr. C was on his knees on the edge of the lounger sucking Josh's cock.

The four of them were so into it, they didn't even pause when we came in. Jonathan and I just stood there watching our dads and Jake use this little jock stud. My dad was building up a sweat with the rate that he was pounding Josh's ass, lifting up pretty hard and slamming down into him with all his body weight. Josh was taking it like a champ, moaning with each thrust as much as he could with Jake's cock filling his mouth and throat, fucking it like a pussy. I could see Josh's throat expand as Jake's dick slid down it.

Josh's cock was even bigger than I expected, and it was rock hard with Mr. C going up and down on it, swallowing it to the base, one hand on his balls and the other pinching Josh's left nipple. Jonathan and I got hard fast watching this unfold, and we quickly pulled our cocks out of our swimsuits and started jacking slowly. Soon, my dad started moaning even louder, which I recognized was his signal that he was getting close to blowing his load. He picked up the pace of his pounding, his hard dick penetrating Josh's smooth hole without any rest between thrusts, when he let out the first burst of his cum, holding his dick deep inside Josh's ass as he continued to cum.

His dick must have hit the spot in Josh's ass because his cock started to explode inside Mr. C's mouth. Mr. C couldn't keep up with the volume of his cum though, and it started leaking out the side of his mouth back down Josh's hard cock. Jake leaned down and licked some up, which immediately cause him to start busting in Josh's mouth and Jake groaned loudly. Josh must be a pro, as he took every drop of Jake's load without letting any escape.

My dad slowly pulled out of Josh's ass and smacked one of his cheeks, looking down proudly at his work. He finally noticed Jonathan and me standing there.

"You boys enjoy the show?" he joked. Josh then also realized we'd be standing there, and wasn't quite sure how to react. "Brandon, why don't you come over here and like your dad's load off this boy's hole?" A smile then appeared on Josh's face, as he kept his legs in the air and ass up.

I dropped my speedo to the ground and walked toward Josh, as my dad guided my head straight to his hole, which was now leaking my dad's cum. It was a familiar taste as soon as my tongue made contact with Josh's hole, as I continued to lap up my dad's load as he watched.

While I was eating Josh's ass, Mr. C, who hadn't cum yet, stood up and positioned his cock in front of Josh's face and motioned for Jonathan to come over. Jonathan obliged and kneeled down to start kissing Josh with his dad's dick between their lips, their tongues wrapping around Mr. C's throbbing cock. As Jonathan then took his dad's cock fully into his mouth, Josh started tonguing Mr. C's balls, causing him to start moaning. "Oh fuck yeah, boys!" he proclaimed, as my dad and Jake looked on.

Josh's ass was grinding into my face, as my tongue continued to dart in and around his hole. I'd gotten all my dad's load, but kept going, as I was enjoying the taste and feel of this guy. Plus, my dad's hand was still on the back of my head pushing me into this jock boy's ass.

Soon I felt a hand wrap firmly around my dick. "Why don't you try his ass out, give him a second generation load, son," my dad said from behind. I decided to go for it, pulling up, and catching a view of Jonathan and Josh working on Mr. C's cock. I slid forward, positioning my hard dick against Josh's hole and pressed in. It slid right in from all of my saliva and my dad's load still deep inside him. Knowing that my dick was sliding in against my dad's load made my dick twitch a couple times.

Josh was a tight bottom, but he could take my hole dick, even right after my dad had pounded the shit out of him. I grabbed both his ankles, pulling his legs apart so I could get a better angle sliding into him. My dad edged up right next to me, his arm around my shoulder, with his other tweaking my nipple as he looked down at my dick penetrating the boy he'd just fucked minutes ago.

"Atta boy, son. Destroy that jock ass," he whispered into my ear. I grinned, feeling amazing that he was clearly proud of me. Mr. C was also focused on me, giving me a nod and wink for encouragement, followed by a fist bump.

Josh was now rock hard again, now that he was being fucked at both ends again. Mr. C noticed.

"Jonathan, come sit on this little stud's monster cock," he commanded his son.

Jonathan came off his dad's cock to look down at Josh's dick. After seeing it at full mast he didn't hesitate swinging his leg around and positioning himself on top of Josh. He spit on his hand and reached back to slick up Josh's dick, as he looked down at Josh, who was grinning as he continued to tongue Mr. C's dick. Jonathan guided Josh's dick with his hand as he slowly sat down on it, taking it in inch by inch.

"Jesus, fuck, that's thick," Jonathan proclaimed, only half way down. Josh's eyes were rolling back into his head as he started feeling Jonathan from the inside, while my dick was filling his own ass. Mr. C leaned over and gave Jonathan a sensual kiss, their tongues and lips caressing each other, as Jonathan moaned in both pain and pleasure as he finally reached the base of Josh's cock.

Seeing Jonathan's firm ass stretched with Josh's cock between his cheeks while watching my own dick slide in and out Josh's ass, while my dad watched from my side, put me in pure bliss. Jonathan was soon bouncing up and down on Josh's dick, Josh guiding him with hands on his hips. Meanwhile, Jake was leaned back on the other couch, stroking, taking it all in.

"Can our boys fuck, or what?" Mr. C said to my dad. "Guess they learned from the best, eh?"
Jonathan and I where now fucking in unison, and started picking up the pace. My dad's hand slid down to my lower back and ass, guiding me each time I slammed my dick into Josh. Feeling contact with him while fucking make it even hotter for me.

I then felt Josh's ass start to tight around my dick as he started thrusting upward into Jonathan's ass even harder. I soon heard him screaming out and pulling Jonathan down onto him, as he started cumming inside him. With each stream of cum, his ass squeezed my cock, immediately causing me to start shooting inside him, mixing my load with my dad's as I pushed even deeper inside him. This chain reaction continued with Jonathan spraying a huge stream of cum up and across Josh's chest, landing mostly on Josh's face and Mr. C's cock, which itself started shooting loads of cum onto Josh's face and into his open mouth. Four guys, all cumming at the same time, who knows what that sounded like to the guys outside the cabana at the party.

Sweat dripping down my face, my dick still inside Josh, I started catching my breath and looked over at my dad, who was beaming with pride looking at me. He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips and patted me on the ass. "Proud of you, son. That was fucking hot as shit."

Jonathan, still sitting on Josh's cock, leaned down and started making out with him, tasting his own cum and his dad's that had landed on his face. Just then, I heard Jake start moaning and looked over to see him blow a huge load across his muscular chest.

We all finally came back to our senses and pulled apart, all of us covered in a combination of sweat and cum.

Josh was the last to stand up. "Fucking hell, dudes. I sure as fuck wasn't expecting that. Glad I didn't skip work today," he joked. "You guys really their dads?" he asked.

"Yes, he's mine, and Jonathan is Chase's," my dad responded.

"Damn, that's fucking hot, and a first for me, and I've seen a lot, haha."

"We sure as hell enjoyed it, Josh," Mr. C chimed in.

"Well, I better get back to work. The other cabanas are gonna feel neglected. Anyone seen my speedo?"

"Here you go, bro," I said tossing the small piece of stretchy cloth to him, as he slowly pulled them up and tucked in his dick.

"Thanks, man. Well, I'm still your cabana boy for the rest of the party, so I'll be back, assuming I can still walk." He pulled back the curtain to the cabana after the rest of us had pulled on our suits.

I was the first to grab a beer and downed half of it, thirsty from the hot fuck and the heat. The rest of the guys soon followed.

"I think we all need to rinse off, guys," Jake said, joking, as he motioned to the pool. We all nodded in agreement as we made our way to the pool, now drawing even more stares from the crowd. We jumped into the pool and made our way over to the center, dunking down to rinse off and cool down. I felt an arm wrap around my lower back and turned to see Jake edging up next to me.

"Hey, Jake," I smiled as I sipped my beer.

"Hey, Brandon. That was so fucking hot watching you pound that little jock."

"Oh yeah, you liked that, daddy?"

"So much, yes...You know, I couldn't help but picture you with my son like that," he said softly as he was now very close to my face as we dipped down in the water.

"Mmmmm, look at you, getting all kinky with your thoughts. I like it. And I'd be down for that. I was kinda surprised you didn't bring him on this trip." I responded. "But, don't worry. I can be your son for the weekend," I added, my hand now reaching out and running along the waist band of his trunks.

"Can I kiss you? Out here in the open?"

"You can do whatever you want to me, dad," I replied, licking my lips. He leaned forward and met my lips with his, his arms wrapping around me pulling me in tight. I wrapped my legs around his waist, straddling him under the water. After kissing passionately for a few minutes, I opened my eyes and pulled back to meet his eyes.

"Damn, you are so sexy, Brandon," he said, his hands now planted firmly on my ass.

"And so are you, you sexy stud," I replied.

"You guys gonna get a room, or a cabana?!" Mr. C joked, as he pulled us back into reality. I hopped off Jake's waist and we waded over to the other guys, who had joined a group of college jocks in tossing around a football. My dad and Mr. C were getting into it, splashing around going for the ball and getting tackled in the water by the jocks when they were the ones that caught the ball.

"Let's go join them," Jake said, as he started wading over to them, obviously eager to join the game.

"You go ahead. I'm gonna go take a piss. I'll be right back," I responded, as I made my way to the edge of the pool looking around for the bathroom.

As I approached the edge of the pool, I started to walk by the two muscle daddies I'd noticed earlier. I smiled as I started walking past them, as they were locked on me.

"Hey there, having fun?" One of them asked as I got close to them.

"Yeah, man. First day in Vegas, so far so good. How you guys doing?" I responded, wading over to them.

"We've been here a couple days for a conference. Nice to get away from the wives, haha. Enjoying the sun, and the men, and eh, boys at this party," the other one responded.

"Nice, man. Yeah, my buddy and I are having a guy's weekend with our dads over there, so I hear you," I said. Both of the guys glanced at each other after hearing that I was here with my dad. I didn't want them to bail, so I chimed in, "Don't worry, our dads are cool."

"And pretty fucking hot," the first one joked, looking over my shoulder at my dad, Mr. C and Jake wrestling around in the pool with the football with the college jocks.

"Yeah, right? You should see them without any clothes on," I responded, winking at them.

"Is that an offer?" the second daddy asked, obviously intrigued.

"I'm sure we'll be looking for a few more to join us tonight after dinner, so yeah, would be hot," I replied. "But hopefully I'd get a little of your attention too."

"For sure, little stud."

"Nice. I kind of have a thing for muscle dads if you couldn't tell....hey, I gotta go take a piss, but I'll grab my phone and get your number so I can text you later when we're meeting up, cool?"

"Sure thing. We'll be here for a while hanging out."

I walked over to the stairs and climbed out of the pool and got out, looking around for the bathroom, taking my time to run my hands over my face and chest to wipe the water off my body, knowing that most of the men around were checking me out. I located the bathroom over behind the bar and made my way over.

I walked over to one of the urinals and pulled my dick out of my speedo. A few seconds later, a guy walked up to the urinal right beside me, despite there being about five others free. As I continued to piss, I looked over at this massive tall black guy, probably in his late 40s, huge arms, a smooth chest and rippled abs. He pulled down his white speedo, tucking it under his huge balls, and pulled out his monster uncut cock. I couldn't take my eyes off of it as he let it dangle hands free as he started to piss.

"Never seen a grown man's dick before?" he said, confidently, but in a teasing way, as he looked over at me, and eying me up and down, checking me out.

"Um, yeah, I mean, I have, sorry. Just not one that big, sir," I responded, somewhat embarrassed.

"Well, from the reaction of yours, seems like you see something you like, son," he said, nodding toward my dick, which I hadn't realized was now about 75% hard as I squeezed out the last drops of piss.

"Um, shit, sorry, I uh, didn't mean to..." I stuttered.

"Don't apologize. I like the attention. You always this nervous around guys?"

"Not usually, man, but you're kind of intimidating. You're a beast, man."

He smiled at the compliment. "Listen, kid. I'm staying at this hotel. My wife's at the spa, and my son is out rock climbing, so I came down to get some laps in the pool and didn't realize it was gonna be a big gay-fest down here. I don't mind though. So, this cock could use some attention. You wanna come up to my room for a bit?" he asked, as he gay his dick a giggle, shaking out the last bit of piss, but continued to shake it as my eyes were fixated on it.

"Fuck yeah, man! I'd blow you right here."

"I like the enthusiasm, but come on, follow me," he said as we exited the bathroom and went into the lobby toward the elevators, neither of us bothering to cover up with a towel. The confidence that this man walked with made him even hotter. We got into the elevator, and several couples followed us in, most of them glancing over at him and me in our skimpy speedos. With most of the other occupants' backs to us, I reached over and gave his full pouch a gentle squeeze, feeling his cock pulse in response.

We finally got off on his floor, and I followed him to his room and he shut the door behind us.

"What's your name, son?" he asked me.

"Brandon. Yours?"

"You can keep calling me 'sir', Brandon. Now take off your speedo and come over here," he commanded in a firm deep voice.

"Yes, sir," I said compliantly, dropping my trunks and walking over to him, immediately reaching out to feel his massive pecs and large nipples.

"You like these muscles, don't you?" he asked, as he raised one arm to flex his huge bicep.

"Fuck yes, sir. You're a fucking stud, man," I said, reaching out to feel every inch of his muscular arm.

"Get on your knees and service my dick, boy," he instructed.

I complied, getting down on my knees, slowing rubbing my hands up his massive quads until I got to his crotch. I leaned in and pressed my face against his speedo pouch, taking in his manly scent and feeling the growing dick inside push against my face. I hooked my fingers into the waist band and slowly pulled it down, kissing his dick from the base as each additional inch was freed.

"That's it, son, worship daddy's cock," he said as he was moaning and looking down at me.

I finally got his whole dick freed and pulled his speedo to the ground. Looking back up at this monster in front of my face, it was almost all the way hard pointing directly out to me. I teased his foreskin with my tongue before pulling it back slowly, revealing his shiny throbbing cock head. I knew this was going to be a challenge, but I leaned forward, wrapping my lips around his head, and slowly started bobbing up and down on it, taking more of his dick into my mouth with each motion.

"Fuck yeah, that's it. Damn, that feels good, kid," he said in his sexy deep voice, his hands now on the back of my head.

I reached around and planted my hands on his ass, realizing just how firm and muscular they were. Pulling him toward me, his dick slowly entered my throat, stretching me out, but I was determined to take this whole thing. He was already leaking pre-cum, which made me even more horny to service this stud.

Just then, I heard the door to his room unlock and swing open. I started to pull off his dick, but he held me down on it with his hand.

"Dad! What the fuck?! Again?!" I heard a younger voice proclaim.

"Son, I didn't think you'd be back so soon," he responded, as I continued to bob up and down on his cock in front of who I assumed was his son, but I couldn't get a clear picture. "Who's your buddy?" Jesus, there was someone else there, I thought to myself, but just focused on not gagging on this guy's cock in front of an audience.

"If mom catches you, she's gonna freaking kill you!" he said. "This is Matt, he was my climbing guide. It got too hot, so we came back here and were gonna go down to the pool."

"You mom's still at the spa, so don't worry. I met this kid, Brandon, down at the pool. It some kind of gay pool party today. He's got an amazing mouth."

He finally released his hand from the back of my head, and I pulled off his dick to look over at the two guys who'd walked in on us. One of them was clearly the son, a muscular black guy, looked about 18, wearing a tight yellow tank top that showed off his muscular pecs, shoulders and arms, and tight short climbing shorts that revealed his smooth muscular legs. He clearly took after his dad, although wasn't quite as tall. The other guy, Matt, was a little older, probably 21 or so, was a white jock type, also in a tight tank top, and wearing tight grey leggings that clung to every muscle, and his dick. Matt didn't say a word, but was fixated at my and my mouth, which was still caressing the dad's cock.

"Sorry about this, Matt. My dad will stick his dick in any willing mouth or hole," the son said, shaking his head, as he walked into the next room to dump his bags of climbing gear.

"You wanna try him out, Matt?" the dad said to Matt while his son was in the other room, noticing how much Matt had been staring.

"Uh, I don't know, man. I gotta girlfriend, and what about your wife, mister?" he replied, still looking down at me, as I ran my tongue along the full length of the cock, wanting to put on a show for this younger jock. I motioned for him to come closer as I locked eyes with him.

"I bet your girlfriend can't suck cock anything like this little stud here I found. Come on..."

As soon as Matt got close enough, I reached over and pulled down his leggings to his thighs, causing his hard cut cock to smack up against his muscular abs. While not anywhere near the size of the dad's, it was still impressive. Probably 7.5 inches, thick, with a nice mushroom head. I wrapped one of my hands around it, as I looked up at the muscle dad for permission to focus on Matt's dick. He grinned and nodded, giving me the go-ahead.

I decided to go all-in, and I took Matt's entire dick into my mouth and throat, pressing my nose against the base of his dick and squeezing it with my throat. I could smell the masculine sweat and grime from his rock climbing trip, making it even hotter.

"Holy fucking shit!" Matt proclaimed, as my strategy worked. "My girl can't even get half of it down, bro!" I stayed down on his cock, as I could feel his hips start thrusting forward a little. Still on his dick, I pulled his leggings all the way down, as Matt pulled off his tank top, revealing an even more ripped torso than I had expected. The guy was shredded, and as I was admiring his chest, I noticed he had both his nipples pierced.

The dad had his arm around Matt's shoulders, his other on the back of my head guiding me up and down on his throbbing rock hard dick. I had my hand wrapped around the dad's dick, stroking it to keep it hard, which wasn't really necessary, as the dad was definitely into watching me suck Matt's cock.

"Jesus Christ, Matt. He roped you into it too?!" The son was back.

"Bro, this dude is giving me the best head I've had in my life. You gotta try this." Matt encouraged him, as he continued to fuck my throat.

"Come on, son, you gotta get in on this. He's young, but he definitely is a pro cock sucker."

While this exchange was going on, I decided to switch back to the dad's monster cock while jacking Matt's dick, still wet with my saliva. The dad's cock continued to stretch my jaw and throat as I worked to get it all the way down.

"Fuck yeah, little bro! You almost got all of it," Matt said encouragingly, as he now had his hands on the dad's muscular chest, playing with his nipples.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a naked figure walk up next to the dad and a semi-hard dick smack against the side of my face.

"Atta boy, come get in on this."

I pulled off of the dad's cock to take a look up at the son. With him standing nude next to his dad, I was able to make a direct comparison. He was a couple inches short of his dad, but almost as muscular. His chest was smooth and muscular like his dad's, but he was a little more cut. His arms and legs were just as massive as his dad's. His cock was now fully hard, inches away from his dad's, had a similar thick girth, but was cut and about half an inch shorter. Still impressive. Maybe he was still developing.

I wasn't sure if the dad and son messed around together, so I decided to test it a bit. I grabbed both dad and son's cocks, and pulled them together, touching as I wrapped my lips around both their heads.

"Looks like this guy's craving the family dick, huh, dad?" the son said, his dad's arm now around his shoulder, the other around Matt's. I started alternating blowing each of the three hung studs, using my hands to jack the other two while I had one in my mouth.

"So we gonna fuck this little kid or what?" Matt finally said after I'd gone a couple cycles of swallowing their cocks.

"You think he can handle us?" the son said.

"He's not gonna have much choice," the dad responded, as he motioned for all of us to move over to the bed. He got on the bed, leaning against the headboard, his cock sticking straight up, motioning for me to come over and keep sucking him. I got on all fours in front of him and after working on his nipples a bit, moved down to take his dick back in my mouth. This new angle let me get almost the whole thing down my throat.

I felt a hard smack against my ass, as Matt approached me from behind and started squeezing my cheeks, spreading them apart.

"Fuck yeah, look at that hole, bro," Matt said to his buddy. I was hoping Matt would be the first, and they'd go in increasing cock size to slowly stretch my ass out. Matt spit against my hole and started to rub his cock against it. I responded by starting to grind my ass into him. "Damn, this guy really wants more dick, huh?!" he responded.

Matt grabbed my waist firmly with his rough hands and pulled my ass back into his dick, my ass slowly accepting it. I moaned loudly with the dad's dick down my throat as Matt entered me fully.

"Fuck yeah, skewer this little stud," the son said, encouraging from the side, jacking his hard cock.

Matt started to pull in and out in a rhythmic motion. This guy could definitely fuck. I pulled off the dad's cock and leaned up, as Matt wrapped his muscular arm around my chest from behind, pulling me into his chest as he kissed my neck while he continued to pound me from behind. The son was enjoying the show and leaned forward to kiss me and reached down to squeeze my dick, almost causing me to cum. His lips were soft, but he was very firm and aggressive in his kiss.

"Fuck yeah, boys. Take that ass," the dad said from his front row view.

Matt pushed me back down to continue servicing the dad's cock. I grabbed his monster with one hand and started kissing it on one side, making eye contact with the son.

"Wanna help me with this?" I said to him.

"Bro, that's my dad," he responded after hesitating a bit.

"It's ok, son. Give it a try. It's just us horny guys," the dad chimed in. The son hesitated, still fixated on my lips and tongue caressing his dad's dick.

"Go for it, man," Matt weighed in, now pounding me at a steady fast rate.

I could read on his face when he gave in. He slowly leaned down toward his dad's dick, and I position it so that the throbbing head would be between our lips as we started to kiss, our tongues meeting each other's and gliding over the tight smooth skin of his dad's cock head. He was slow and hesitant at first, but started to get into it, taking the whole head into his own mouth, as I tongued the shaft.

"Oh fuck, son, yes, that's it!!" the dad responded, looking down at his son and me working his huge dick.

As I was licking the base of his cock, the son took a few more inches, his soft lips wrapped firmly around his shaft. Seeing his son suck his dick must have set him over the edge, as his balls started tightening and raising up.

"Fuuuuuuuck, I'm shoooooting....." he yelled out loudly as his cock erupted with streams of cum into his son's mouth. The load was so big, it quickly started leaking out of the son's mouth, dripping down his cock so that I could lap it up. The son pulled off a bit, letting me meet his lips while cum was still oozing out of his dad's cock. We were determined to get every drop, so we continued to kiss, lick and swallow each drop that emerged from the slit of his dick, the dad still convulsing and moaning loudly.

Seeing us eating up the dad's cum also drove Matt to fuck me even harder and faster until he reached climax.

"You want this load, little stud?! Yeah, here it comes!!!" as he pulled me hard from the waist back into him, his dick starting to blow streams of cum inside me. I could feel each pulse of his cock as it filled my hole. Matt, still cumming in me, collapsed on top of me. His sweaty muscular chest felt amazing pressing down on me. "Fuck, buddy, you took my cock like a champ," he whispered into my ear while I was still collecting the last few drops of the dad's load.

As Matt finally lifted off of me and pulled out of me, he said, "So who's next??"

"I'll try him out," the son responded, pulling away from his dad's dick. He flipped me over on my back with my legs up, reached back over and grabbed some stray cum from his dad's dick and used it to lube up his own before he pressed it in me. I gasped as he entered me, immediately feeling the effect of the bigger girth of his cock compared to Matt. He was the biggest dick I'd been fucked with yet. Seeing the expression on my face, he eased into me slowly, allowing me to get used to his size.

"Hell yeah, look at him taking that monster cock!" Matt commented, watching from beside me, playing with my nipples.

The son wasn't overly patient though, and as soon as the initial pain and shock subsided, he pulled out and pushed back in, starting to slowly fuck me with his massive dick. His cock rubbed against my prostate, and everything else inside me, with each thrust. As he continued to fuck me, his abs flexed with each thrust and started to shine with a thin coating of sweat.

"How does that ass feel, son?" his dad asked him.

"Fucking amazing, dad. He definitely knows how to take a dick. I hope you have another load saved up for after I finish with him," he responded.

"Oh don't you worry, son. I've got another one saved up for him." I smiled as I heard his confirmation that I'll be getting three loads pumped into me.

The son continued to fuck me, alternating pace and deepness, and then he leaned down to kiss me passionately. I could feel his breathing picking up. "Give it to me," I whispered to his face, locking eyes. He grinned and met my lips again, thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth, his dad's cum still lingering between us. Just then he started moaning loudly, breathing heavily on me, as I felt him use his body weight to push his cock even deeper in me, fully stretching me out, while he started to shoot his load inside me. His lips were locked with me for what seemed like five minutes as his cock continued to throb inside my ass. I could feel cum start to leak out of my hole.

"Fuck yeah, bro!" Matt proclaimed, slapping the son on the ass while he was still inside me. "You fucking filled him to the brim!"

As he pulled out of me, more cum started leaking out of my ass. Matt swiped up some with his finger and lifted it up to my face for me to lick it off.

"All yours, dad," the son said, leaning back on the bed, exhausted from his intense orgasm.

"Stand up and lean over the bed, son," the dad instructed me. I complied, my ass sticking over the bed, with the rest of me face down on the bed. I felt two strong hands on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. He started rubbing his huge hard shaft up and down against my hole, teasing me.

"Fuck me, sir, please," I moaned, anticipating the feeling of another record breaking dick inside me.

"This bottom boy can't get enough!" Matt continued to chime in.

Just then I felt the dad's tip enter my already stretched out hole. I could feel his larger size compared to his son, but fortunately the two loads inside me served as lube, helping him ease into me. I was biting on the bedsheet to mute the pain and my moaning from the pain mixed with pleasure. It was so intense that I almost blacked out. But soon, I could feel the dad's crotch pressed against my ass, signaling that he was fully inside me.

"I'm impressed, boy. You're taking my whole cock," he said as he smacked my ass and started to pull out halfway. He quickly pushed all the way back into me, now getting into his rhythm, and my ass getting as used to his massive dick as it was going to get. The sensation was overwhelming, as I almost didn't realize I was already cumming without touching my dick. Even after I stopped shooting, the feeling of my orgasm continued as long as his dick was stretching my ass like nobody had before.

As the dad continued to pound me from behind, I looked up to see Matt crouched in front of me, his dick hard again. I opened my mouth, moaning each time the dad thrust into me, inviting him to feed me his dick. He slid forward, pushing his dick into my mouth, grabbing the back of my head to allow him to start face fucking me roughly. I was in such a daze that my throat completely opened up for his dick to slide all the way in without any resistance.

After a couple more minutes, I felt the dad accelerate his pace and his hands tighten their grip on my waist, his balls slapping against my ass.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum again. Yes, take that daddy dick, boy.....fuuuuckkkkkkkk yeeeeeahhhhhhh," he yelled while he started adding a third load of cum inside me. The throbbing of his dick while he shot into my ass made his dick get even bigger, causing me to tighten my mouth and throat on Matt's cock, triggering him to start shooting another load, this time into my mouth, as the dad pushed my head down onto Matt's dick. I was impressed at the size of Matt's load so quickly after he'd shot in my ass, and it felt like the dad also planted an impressive size second load into me as well.

Matt and the dad eventually stopped cumming and slowly exited each end of me. I was still gathering my breath and coming back into reality from the most intense sexual experience I'd had in my life.

"Kid, you gotta get dressed and get out of here. My wife will be back any minute," the dad said already pulling up his speedo and tucking in his still semi-hard dick into the pouch.

"Yes, sir, no problem," I said, looking around the room for my swimsuit. I made eye contact with Matt and the son, who were both clearly satisfied after our fuck. Matt even winked at me and gave me a fist bump.

I found my speedo and pulled it up, my ass still wet with the cum leaking from my ass. I turned to the guys, and said, "Well, gents, that was hot, thanks for the loads," and turned to walk out the door, a bit stiff from being stretched out so much.

I made my way to the elevator, not caring that I was scantily clad with a small piece of cloth riding down with several people, each of whom where staring at me. One guy with his wife was obviously checking me out, so I smiled at him and grabbed my crotch, causing him to look away nervously.

When I got off in the lobby, I walked back out to the pool area and the party was still going. 

Arriving back at the cabana, all the guys were there lounging.

"Well, look who it is! Where the fuck have you been? Run off to get married?!" Mr. C joked as I walked up to the cabana.

"Funny, Mr. C. I just got railed by three guys upstairs. I can barely walk," I responded.

"I never thought I'd say this, but I think your son is even more of a cock whore than you are!" Mr. C joked with my dad.

"Well, I'm proud of this little stud," My dad jokingly replied, putting his arm around me and patting me on the ass. "Why don't you grab a beer and rest up, get some sun," he said to me, kissing me on the cheek. "And I wanna hear all the details about these guys who nailed my son," he added. I smiled back at him, grabbed a beer and plopped down on the lounger in the sun.

To be continued.....

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