Family ties

All week, I had been attending a company manager’s meeting out of town. It had begun on Monday but I arrived a day early, hoping to have some hot fun before the others arrived. I went a club and hooked up with a man slightly younger than myself but was into just as much kink as I was.

He spent the night with me Sunday night, and had sex every way possible. We both sucked and fucked each other, kissed, rimmed, licked bodies and ass, and drank from each others hose.

His name was Clay Sims, and he had given me his number requesting I call him if I had another free night. Unfortunately, I didn’t.

The president of the company ended up in the room next to me and he was a very light sleeper. I had been told that the slightest noise would wake him up, and I knew Clay and I couldn’t keep that quiet. I did call him and promise to visit again soon.

It had been four days since I had engaged in any form of sex and I was horny as hell. As I drove down the freeway I searched for any possible place where I might find a guy for sex. As the afternoon sky darkened and lightening flashed, I spotted a young Marine with his bag thumbing a ride. I doubted he played, but no way could I leave one of our country’s finest out in the approaching storm.

As I passed, I began slowing down, having seen how handsome he was and the slight bulge in his fatigue pants. Immediately, I pulled to the shoulder and began stopping. As I did, I looked in my rearview mirror and saw him jogging toward me, his sea bag on his shoulder.

As an invitation, should he be so inclined, I unzipped my slacks almost all the way down. If it got no reaction, so be it, but in the past it had worked on several occasions.

As he approached the passenger side of my car. I lowered the passenger window and asked where he was headed.

Looking at me, he said, “Oklahoma, but I’m not sure why.”

“Well, I’m not going near that far but hop in. I’d hate to see you caught out in that storm that’s brewing.”

He tossed his bag on the back seat and as he sat down, I held out my hand and said, “I’m Mark Rivers, and I’ll enjoy some company.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Rivers. I’m Dave Winters, and I certainly appreciate you stopping,” he said as I noticed him glace down at my open fly.

“First of all, Dave, Mr. Rivers was my dad. I’m Mark, Okay?”

“Understood, sir, uh, Mark. It’s habit,” he said.

As I pulled back onto the highway, I asked why he made the comment about Oklahoma.

“I’m originally from there. The only family I have left is my dad and he is a drunk. Before I signed up, he would take half my pay as my rent for my room. He blew it on booze. He stayed drunk and beat me for not having more money. I do still have a few friends there but that’s all.”

“And your not looking forward to going back, are you?”

“Fuck no!” he snapped back.

Regardless of whether he played or not, I decided to give this young man a weekend of normal non-military life.

As I drove, I would glance over at his crotch and to me the bulge I had seen earlier seemed to be larger. Maybe I was just dreaming.

Moments later, we were n the middle of a thunderstorm. Looking over at him I asked how long he had leave. He said thirty days.

I glanced over at him and said, “Well, this weather might hang in for a spell. You have time off so until it clears out, your staying with me.”

“Mark, I don’t want to impose on you. I can get a room.”

“Don’t even think about it. You’re staying with me,” I replied, sternly.

“Suddenly, I felt his left hand on my right thigh as he said, “Thanks, man. You’re awesome,” and as he said it, he squeezed my thigh gently.

“I’m glad to help one of our finest,” I replied, thinking he would remove his hand. He didn’t and my cock began to stiffen.

I knew that with my pants mostly unzipped and the position of my cock, if it got really hard it would pop out of the opening.

Then, it happened. He very deftly removed my cock and as he did, he said, “There is one way I can thank you,” and in a flash, he had his head in my lap and my cock down his throat. It was very obvious that he had done this before.

“Fuck man, I was going to try and put the make on you,” I said.

He paused and said, “When we get to your place, you can do what ever you want to me,” then returned to slowly sucking my cock.

As I would near my climax, he would stop sucking me, driving me totally wild. As dangerous as it was in the rainy weather, I sped up, wanting to get him in bed as soon as possible.

Dave edged me five times, not letting me climax, and it was driving me wild. The way I was driving, I was expecting to get pulled over at any moment. Finally, I pulled into my drive, and into the garage. Once the door was shut, I turned toward him and we kissed passionately. After sucking each others tongue and swapping spit, we headed inside, undressing as we walked, dropping our clothes where they came off.

By the time we reached my bedroom we were both totally nude with our hard cocks sticking straight out in front of us. I couldn’t help but notice his muscular hairy chest and his USMC tattoo over his left breast. Immediately, I dropped to the floor and swallowed his rigid tool, burying my nose in his thick bush. As I swallowed his cock, he moaned audibly, and said softly, “Fuck yea! It’s been so long.”

I sucked Dave’s cock for a few minutes before he stopped me and guided me to my bed. Seconds later we were in a hot sixty-nine, working feverishly to bring the other to a climax. After a few minutes, we climaxed simultaneously, devouring each others huge, thick, creamy load.

As soon as he swallowed, Dave lifted my legs up over my head and buried his face in my ass, eagerly deep tonguing my excited hole. Never had my ass been eaten that deeply and it felt awesome.

After being eaten so deeply, I had Dave lay beside me and we cuddled, kissed and fondled each other. As we talked I found out that he was just nineteen, but had been into men for several years. He said that with his father being a drunk and jobless, he had to provide and he did so by selling his body to men, and soon began to look forward to it.

When I heard that, I held him close, and almost cried. No person should be forced into something just to survive. It should be by desire that they choose a certain lifestyle.

As I held him close, the storm raged outside, and I made a life changing decision. However, before I could tell him, I heard him breathing deeply and knew that he was sleeping soundly. What I had to tell him could wait until morning.

The next morning I awoke to find Dave still cuddled up next to me with his arm over me, much as a small child might do. As I started to ease out of bed to start coffee, he tightened his arm and held me close to him.

“Don’t leave me,” he said.

“I’m going to start some coffee, then I’ll be right back. There is something I want to talk to you about,” I told him, before giving him a morning kiss.

I hurried to the kitchen and started coffee, then returned to the bedroom. The bed was empty, then I heard him pissing in the toilet. I went in and joined him. Afterward, we returned to the bed and once he was again wrapped in my arms, I said, “You don’t really want to go home do you?”

“No, I don’t, not really. Seeing my old buds might be okay, but I couldn’t care less about seeing my old man. As far as I’m concerned he doesn’t exist.”

“I can understand that, so how would you like to spend you’re leave here with me and let me be your adoptive dad. It wouldn’t be anything legal, but you could call me dad if you wanted to and I would introduce you as my adopted son.”

“Are you fucking serious?” he asked.

“Yes, I am,” I replied. “I’m single and would love a son.”

“I’d love that. And I would be honored to call you dad. You’re a man I could be proud to call dad.”

We kissed and sealed the agreement with an awesome hot sixty-nine, before going to the kitchen and fixing our coffee.

As we prepared our coffee, he said, “Mark, uh, Dad, what type work do you do?”

“I’m district supervisor for a large national construction company. I supervise six states.”

He exhibited a devilish smiles on his face before asking, “You doing the nasty with any of the workers?”

With a smile, I said, “There are a few of the actual workers I know fairly well and one regional supervisor. I think you might enjoy meeting them sometime. But for now, I’m taking a week off so we can get to know each other.”

“That sounds great, dad, but for right now, I want you to fuck me.”

“I’d be honored,” I replied.

Seconds later, Dave was on his back, knees pulled up to his chest and my cock buried in his ass, lovingly pumping in and out.

“Oh yes, dad, I love you in me. I wanted this the minute I first saw your cock in the car. I just wish I was your real son.’

“As far as I’m concerned, you are,” I replied.

Moments later my cock exploded in his ass he cried out how hot and

awesome it felt.

I pulled out and began eating his ass, sucking up what cum ran out. As I did he said, “Collect it, dad, then feed it to me.”

I did, and soon we were enjoying a hot cum kiss.

Later that evening, as we showered, I found out that we had something else in common. We were both piss drinkers. It made it nice when we were cuddled together watching TV and one of us needed to piss. The other was there to drink it and not interrupt our viewing.

The week I was off we did everything and were inseparable. We stayed nude and had sex on the spur of the moment. Anything was permitted. By the end of the week, we considered ourselves father and son.

Unfortunately, I had to return to work but every morning Dave saw me off, and every afternoon, when I got home, there was a cold beer waiting for me and dinner was almost ready.

All too soon, he had to leave and report to his new base. We both teared up as he left, and I felt that I was actually sending off my own son. I tried to buy him a plane ticket but he refused, saying he had money. His last words before boarding the plane were “ I love you, dad.”

We wrote each other almost daily and talked even more. When he was away from the base and could speak freely we talked about how much we missed the sex we had before, and if either of us scored and got lucky, we told each other about that.

I decided to buy some property out in the country and get out of town. I wanted to be able to go nude in my yard if I wanted to. I found a place on a hundred and twenty wooded acres with four acres cleared in the center with a home already on it, but it needed remodeling and updated.

I did some research on contractors and one came highly recommended and had high ratings with the Better Business Bureau.

It was Baker Constructors, owned by Rick Baker, who only took on a few jobs at one time and supervised the most important one himself. When he saw what I was wanting to do to the existing home, he said he would supervise mine personally.

Rick was in his early thirties and had a reputation fordoing top quality work at reasonable cost. All I had shown him were the plans of what I wanted to do but he said he wanted to see it in person. We had agreed t meet at the property at two on Saturday afternoon, however I wanted to enjoy the peace and tranquility ,for a while, alone.

I went out to my property shortly before noon, and once there stripped down totally naked, except for my shoes. It was suck a totally free feeling, and I looked forward to enjoying it with Dave and others. After a nice walk through the woods, I returned to the house and lay in the hammock on the patio. It was so quiet and peaceful.

The next thing I knew was hearing a voice calling my name. I awoke, and when I realized it was Rick Baker, the contractor, I jumped up and wildly looked for my clothes.

“Relax, Mr. Rivers. Very few know, but I enjoy the same thing. I won’t tell your secret if you don’t tell mine,” he said.

“Well, if you enjoy the same thing, then feel free to join me,” I told him.

“Are you sure you won’t mine?” he asked.

Seeing how handsome and muscular he was, I smiled and said, “It would make me feel much more at ease,” I replied.

“Well, then, you are the boss,” he replied with a slight chuckle, and immediately began removing his clothes. As he removed his clothes, I drank in the beauty of his hot hairy muscular body, noticing that he went commando also.

Once he was also totally nude, he smiled and said, “Now, let’s go over what you’re wanting to do.”

What I thought, but didn’t say, was ‘What I’m wanting to do is get on my knees and suck that huge beautiful cock.’ His soft cock was at least seven inches long, with a beautiful mushroom head.

Regaining my composure, we began going through the renovations, with him taking notes. He seemed totally a ease being nude but I was craving his cock and cum load. After a while, my cock began to stiffen. He noticed it and smiled and I noticed his beginning to rise.

Looking at his cock I said, “It appears he needs attention.”

“Always, and yours looks like he does also.”

I decided to go for broke. Stepping closer, I grasped his cock and said, “May I have the honor?”

Smiling, he replied, “Only if I get to do the same.”

Seconds later, I was on my knees devouring his awesome cock. Once he had fed me, he dropped and drained my cock, eating every drop.

Afterward, he smile then kissed me and said, “I can see right now this is going to be a fun job. I just might have to bring my camper out here to supervise the job closer.”

“I might just do the same,” I added.

Pulling me to him, he looked into my face and said, “I love jobs that provide fringe benefits,” then kissed me passionately, as we sucked on each others tongues.

We met several more times at my place to finalize the plans for remodeling the house. After going over the plans we had hot passionate sex, sometimes lovingly fucking each other and other times enjoying a passionate sixty-nine.

The remodeling began and as he said he might do, Rick set his trailer up at the job site. But a few days after the work began I ventured out to the job site after everyone had left and was caught totally off guard.

After pulling up and getting out of my car, Rick came out of the trailer totally naked except for shoes. He kissed me hello and as I began undressing and tossing my clothes onto the front seat of my car, another totally naked hot muscular stud emerged from the trailer. I immediately recognized him as Kyle Davis, Rick’s on site assistant.

Upon seeing him, Rick smiled and said, “I thought it would be fun to have Kyle join in.”

“I think it was an awesome idea,” I told him smiling. Seconds later Kyle was tongue kissing me as he fondled my hard cock. Rick came up behind me and knelt down and began eating my ass. I knew then that there would be fun times ahead.

Dave and I talked on the phone two to three times a week and I kept him informed on both the remodeling of the house and the sexual encounters we had. We always ended our conversations by telling each other, “I love you.”

My attraction toward Kyle increased. He was a hands on supervisor and by the end of the work day, he was extremely sweaty and ‘ripe’, as one might say, but that condition turned me on beyond belief. Especially on the days Rick wasn’t there at quitting time, as soon as the last man left the property, I was undressing Kyle and beginning his tongue bath.

I would lick every inch of his hot, sweaty body, concentrating on his armpits, crotch and ass. By the time I was finished, there wasn’t any indication he had been sweaty at all. And before licking his ass, I usually fucked it first and licked it clean as my load drained out.

All too soon, the job was finished, and I was able to move in. I had been in about a week when I got a call from Clay Sims, the man I met when on the business trip. He was going to be in town for couple of days and wanted to get together.

I convinced him to alter his schedule and handle his business on Wednesday and Thursday, then stay the weekend with me and leave late Sunday. He agreed and I gave him directions to my place.

Late Thursday afternoon, I heard the gate alarm sound and knew that he had arrived. Entering the code on the control panel, the gate automatically locked, preventing anyone else from entering.

As he immerged from the woods surrounding the house and clearing, I saw a huge smile develop on his face after seeing me outside and totally nude.

After a big hug and some hot wet, spit swapping kissed, we headed inside and once he was nude, we went to the patio and the chest of cold beer I had ready.

Once on the patio he said how good it was to see me again, then added he needed to piss. I smiled and dropped to my knees and as he looked at me he said, “Share some with me.”

I took his cock in my mouth and as the flow began I began to swallow. As the flow slowed down I collected a big mouthful and as I stood, I kissed him and fed the mouthful of piss to him.

“Man, have I ever missed you. It’s so rare to find another person into piss as much as we are,” he said.

“I know, but my son is getting into it with me,” I said.

“Wait a fucking minute! I thought you were singe?”

“I am,” I replied, then went on to explain meeting Dave and what he had been through as a child. “He was so abused and ignored. By the end of the first week with me , he decided to disown his birth father and started calling me dad. And I got a letter yesterday where he had officially disowned his birth father and made me the sole beneficiary of his estate.”

“Wow,” Clay said, “You must have really made an impression on him.”

“I fell in love with him almost immediately. All I could picture in my head was this young boy selling himself to support his dads alcohol habit. I now consider him my son and he considers me his dad.”

“Fucking awesome,” Clay replied.

“I sent him a text and told him to call tonight. You can talk to him.”

“Great, but right now I want to eat some ass,” he said as he directed me to the picnic table. Once I was laying on it, he raised my legs, spread my cheeks, and drilled his long hot tongue deep into my hole. As he did, I moaned loudly and he paused and said, “Man , I forgot how delicious your ass was.”

He returned to eating me and continued for the next half hour. He eventually paused and shoved his hard cock up my hole and began giving me a piss enema. Once he was done, he began sucking his piss out of my hole.

Later, I didn’t go tat far, but I did piss up his ass then had him expel it out into my face and on my chest. And later we had a hot piss sixty-nine.

Dave called that night and I verified that he was calling from a public phone off base. I didn’t want any chance that our conversations might be recorded by the military and ruin his career. Clay told him that he had made an excellent choice for a dad, and that he looked forward to meeting him.

Clay and I had sex with Rick and Kyle while he was visiting and he admitted that he had never had such hot sex before as he did with the three of us. We used his mouth ass and cock for our pleasure for almost two hours and he said he loved it. He admitted to wanting it every day but knew that wasn’t possible.

Clay left and I settled into a routine that included getting dressed for work, but I looked forward to getting totally naked once I was through the gate. It was my property and if anyone came by unannounced, then they saw me in all my glory.

A week later the gate buzzer sounded and I was told I had a package from a Dave Winters. Excited about receiving something from Dave, I buzzed the gate open immediately. About the time the driver pulled up beside the house, I thought about being nude and thought ’What the fuck! It’s my property.’

I was in a lounger by the pool as the hot young driver pulled up. By the look on his face, I could tell that finding me totally nude was the last thing he expected.

I apologized for being nude, but explained that it was my lifestyle when at home. He smiled, then said something that caught me totally off guard.

As he handed me the package from Dave, he smiled and said, “You don’t have to apologize. Just between us, I have wondered what it would be like to be nude outdoors for an extended period of time.”

Glancing down at his name on his shirt, then the slight bulge in his pants, I said, “Well, Steve, any weekend that you are off and want to have that experience, give me a call and if I’m not busy, come on out on Friday and stay until late Sunday.”

Looking at me, he paused for a moment then said, “Mr. Rivers, are you serious?”

“First off, my name is Mark, and secondly, I wouldn’t have made the offer if I wasn’t serious.” Even if he didn’t play, it would be nice to see his hot muscular body totally nude.

“I’m off this weekend,” he said gleefully. “I should finish up my deliveries by about four or so.”

“Well, then, I hope to see you here by five. Don’t go home, just stop by a store and pick up a toothbrush. We can launder your uniform here.”

Then, looking very serious, said, “Mr. Rivers, uh, Mark, what if I happed to pop a boner?” I was curious where he had heard that phase and figured it came from his school days.

“Steve, it happens to me often. It’s all part of life. Many of my guest get erections when outdoors, so don’t worry about it.”

“I can’t believe I’m actually going to be nude indoors and out all weekend, and with another person. I’ll see you about five if not sooner.”

He practically ran back to his delivery truck, grinning from ear to ear, and I wondered if it was because he could live nude all weekend or if it was because he wanted sex.

At a quarter to five, the buzzer at the gate sounded and when I answered I heard, “Hey, Mark. It’s Steve.”

I pressed the open button then after a few moments saw his decked out Ram pick up appear. Immediately, I led him inside and we talked as he stripped. He had indeed stopped at a dollar store and bought a toothbrush and also a pair of rubber flip-flops.

He began removing is clothes, and it was obvious that he was nervous, but I didn’t know if it was from being nude with another male, or from wanting sex with the other person. He had accepted my offer very quickly. What ever the reason, I was glad e was there. He had an awesome, beautiful body.

Steve stood right at six foot tall and I estimated his weight at near one eighty and he was all muscle. There were tattoos on his biceps and his hot muscular chest was covered with a medium coating of light brown hair.

But what really got my attention was his long beautiful semi-hard cock. I was hoping to see it fully hard and if so, I was definitely going to see what it tasted like.

As he headed back through the hose, I asked if he wanted a soda or a beer. “A beer,” he replied, adding, “This is a celebration for me.”

I grabbed two beers from the fridge, and after handing him one we stepped out onto the patio.

He paused for a moment on the patio, then said, “This is so fucking awesome. I envy you being able to do this every day.”

“You have never been outdoors naked?” I asked.

“No. The closet was about three months ago I had a delivery out off a county road. It was my last stop for the day and as I left, I pulled to the shoulder and stripped in my truck ad walked out into the brush and took a piss. About that time I heard a car coming and quickly got in the truck and put on my shirt. With the drivers door closed you couldn’t tell I was naked down below.”

I inquired about if there was any nudity at home when he was growing up. He said the only thing bare he saw on his dad was his chest and that was very rarely. He said his dad did catch him jerking off a few times when he was in his mid to late teens and beat him with a belt until he was almost bleeding.

Looking at me, he said, “The more he said I couldn’t do something, the more I wanted to do it and I did do it. When I turned eighteen, I secretly packed up my clothes and my belongings and told him to go to hell and walked out. I got a job and started taking care of myself. I haven’t seen or heard from him since.”

I looked into his face and said, “You may think I’m strange or weird, but while you are here you are free to do anything you want. You can jerk off, piss in the yard in front of me, or whatever you may be inclined to do. Absolutely nothing is off limits here. I’ve had guest and we sat around talked, all stroking our cocks. We’re only human.”

He started laughing and asked, “Just how many were here?”

With a smile on my face I said, “Eight of us, and two were the sons of two of the men that were stroking.”

“No shit? They did it in front of their dads?” He asked. “How old were they?”

“Both in their mid teens,” I replied.

“You said the package I delivered was from your son, but I remember you had different last names.”

“That’s right,” I told him and told him Dave’s story about his dad and then said, “I unofficially adopted him. He considers me his dad now and calls me dad and I look at him as if he is my son.”

“He got real serious and said, “He’s one lucky young man.”

I casually asked where he lived and he said he had a small garage apartment a block from the terminal. When I asked how much he paid he smiled and said “Too damn much, seven fifty a month, bit it’s so convenient.”

We had dinner as we sat on the patio talking, to see his reaction, I started casually fondling my cock. I notice him casually glance over at intervals and soon his cock began to stiffen. Instantly, mine did the same.

I began slowly stroking my cock and soon he did the same. Soon, he was fully erect and his cock was beautiful . It was a beautiful seven and a half inches in length with a glistening mushroom head. We both began to speed up our stroking and moments later I stood and shot my load out into the grass. Seconds later he did the same.

As he sat down, he began laughing and I asked what was so funny. “If my dad had seen us he would swear we were spawned by the devil and were going to burn in hell for gratifying ourselves.”

“Well,” I began, “when I need to bust a nut I’m going to do it.”

We later headed to bed and as we did, I said, “Steve, since you are basically coming out of your shell, if you want to see what it’s like to sleep with another person, your welcome to share my bed.”

Smiling, he said, “I think I’d like that.”

I took him to my room and together we turned the covers back and slipped into bed. After some casual chat, I turned out the bed lamp and we drifted off to sleep. At some point later, I awoke to find Steve spooned in behind me and I so wanted to wake him and have him fuck my ass, since his cock was up against me.

At some time later, I awoke again and this time our positions were reversed. This time I was spooned into him with my right arm over him holding him close.

The next morning I awoke shortly after seven and eased out of bed and into the kitchen to start coffee. While it was brewing, I stepped out onto the patio and took a piss. Shortly after returning to the kitchen, I poured myself a cup of coffee as Steve entered the room.

I handed him a cup and as he poured himself a cup, I asked, “How did you sleep?”

“Like a log,” he replied. “I did wake up at one point, and you were behind me with your arm over me, holding me,” he said, then smiled and said, “You had an erection pressing against me.”

“Steve, I’m not responsible for what happens when I’m asleep.”

He smiled and said, “I totally understand that.” Then after sipping his coffee, he got serious and said, “I may be totally out of place asking this but I want to know one thing.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Are you gay and into having sex with men?”

Shocked, I said, “Yes, I am but I only go with men that want the same thing. If that offends you, I’m sorry.”

“Hell no, it doesn’t offend me. When I drove up and found you nude and you made no attempt to cover up, I suspected it. I’ve been curious and have watched many gay films of guys performing oral on each other or fucking each other and have been extremely curious. But when I saw you nude, there seemed to be a connection and when you invited me for the weekend, I was eager. I want to have sex with you.”

I smiled and said, “I was hoping like hell that things would develop. I’d love to introduce you to the pleasures another man can give.”

I stepped up to him and after taking him in my arms, I kissed him passionately, offering my tongue then accepting his. He was exceptionally eager and we kissed aggressively as both our cocks stiffened rapidly.

I pulled away and said, “Relax and let me show you how awesome sex with another man can be.”

“Do whatever you want,“ Steve said.

I led him out to the patio where I had him lay on a lounger. Sitting beside him, I leaned forward and kissed him gently, then began giving him what some of my friends call ‘the works’.

I start at the neck and kiss and lick my way down the front of a man all the way down to his toes then have him turn over and lick my way back up to his neck. I pay special attention to the arm pits, nipples, stomach, pubic area, cock, balls, toes and then after he turns over I concentrate on eating his ass.

When I reached his cock and began sucking it, he moaned loudly, saying , “Oh, damn, that’s fucking fantastic.” Then as I worked my way back up and stopped at his ass, I gently spread his ass cheeks and drilled my tongue into his orifice. As I did, he again moaned loudly. I licked ad tongue fucked his hole for several minutes befor going back up to his neck.

Once there, I had him turn over onto his back again and kissed him passionately. After the kiss, I smiled and said, “Now for the main attraction,” and again swallowed his rock hard cock. As I began to piston back and forth on his tool, he began moaning softly, and moments later said, “Mark, I’m getting close.”

I continued sucking slowly and lovingly and soon he cried out as his cock exploded into my mouth, filling it with his huge, thick, delicious cum load. I collected it all, then after showing him my mouth full of his cum load, I swallowed then kissed him again.

After the kiss, he smiled and said, “I’ve never had a climax that intense. I don’t know about doing to you all you did to me, but I definitely want to suck your cock.”

“Take your time, baby, and go at your own pace,” I told him.

After another kiss, he had me lay on the lounger and got between my legs and began licking then sucking on my cock. I let him go at his own pace and he was doing a good job for being his first time. After several minutes I warned him that I was getting close. He continued sucking and moments later my cock exploded, filling his mouth with my hot load.

He gagged slightly but managed to contain all of my load in his mouth. After collecting it all, he pulled off and as he looked into my face, swallowed my load. Immediately, he leaned forward and kissed me, then said, “I don’t know what I expected it to taste like, but I liked it.”

“Well, stud, for your first time, you did an excellent job.” I told him.

For the rest of the day, he couldn’t stop fondling my cock, bending over and tasting it, and kissing me. Then, late that afternoon he asked me, “Do you get fucked?”

“I do,” I replied. “I love a guy fucking me slow and easy as we kiss and make out.”

After a few moments, he looked at me and asked, “May I fuck you?”

“Of course, but you have to follow my instructions. Some guys just put their hard cock against the hole and force their cock in. that’s not the proper way to do it. You’re not showing any respect to the receiver. I like to eat his ass for a while and get it nice and wet. Then I begin opening him with my fingers and eventually slide the head of my cock in and slowly slide in balls deep.”

“It sounds so erotic,” he said. “Will you also fuck me?”

“Gladly,” I replied, “and if you change your mind after I enter you, just tell me. Getting fucked is not for everyone.”

We went for a long walk through the brush, watching deer, squirrels and other wild life. And every time we paused, Steve kissed me or bent over and tasted my cock.

As we returned to the patio, Steve hugged me and said, “I want to get fucked now.”

“What ever you want,” I replied. I had him lay on a lounger and raised his legs. I buried my face in his crack and began eating his hot tight hole before slowly sliding my middle finger in all the way. He moaned as I entered his hole. Moments later I added a second finger and as I did he moaned softly.

I worked them in and out and without telling him what I was doing, with my free hand I lubed my cock and in one quick move I removed my fingers and slid the head of my cock into his hole. Gently I began to piston in and out going slightly deeper with each forward thrust.

He looked into my face and said, “That is feeling awesome but I can’t wait to feel your cock in me.”

With a smile on my face, I smiled and held up both hands and asked, “”What do you think is in you?”

“Oh damn! You’re actually fucking me.” he exclaimed.

“I sure am,” I replied. “Is it hurting you?”

“Surprisingly, no. It’s turning me on. I feel like I’m going to cum.”

“Many guys do,” I told him. We kissed as I fucked his ass, and seconds later he said, “It’s going to happen. I gonna shoot.”

“So am I , stud,” I replied as we both began shooting our loads, mine in his ass and his on his belly and chest.

I slowly pulled out of his ass and started to snowball his hole but decided to clean his belly and chest instead, and began licking his cum off him and eating it.

Once I had him clean, I raised his legs back up and began licking up my own cum as it drained out of his hole. As I did, I thought he was going to go wild.

Then after dinner, he fucked me and did an awesome job of making it pleasurable. “Fuck, Mark, this is one weekend I’ll never forget.”

After late night sixty-nine, we went to sleep and on Sunday, he had me fuck him twice.

As Sunday drew to a close, he said he dreaded it ending. I looked at him and asked, “What are you doing next weekend?”

“I filled in for a guy last weekend and he is working my Saturday so I’m off all weekend.”

“You want to come back?” I asked.

“Are you serious?” he asked. “If you are, the answer is hell yes.”

“See you Friday afternoon, then.”

“Count on it,” he replied as he put on his uniform pants in order to drive home.

After he left, I sent Dave a text asking him to call me when he could speak freely. About an hour later my phone rang and I saw that it was Dave.

“Hey, dad, what’s up? Is something wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing is wrong, son, but can you talk freely?”

“Yea. I sure miss you.” he said, then added, “What’s up?”

“You know I love you, right?”

“Of course I do. That’s a silly question.”

“Well, how would you like an older brother?”

“Sounds good, but fill me in on what’s going on,” he stated.

I began telling him about meeting Steve and what all had transpired over the weekend. I emphasized his dads strict upbringing and told Dave about Steve’s dad cutting him out of his life. I told him where he worked and that he wasn’t a free loader and he said, “I just have one question?”

“What’s that, son?” I asked.

“Will he fit into our lifestyle?”

“After what I saw this weekend, most definitely,” I replied.

“Well, in that case, I cant wait to meet him.”

“I can’t wait to have both your cocks in my face at the same time,” I told him.

“Well, I wasn’t going to tell you but I was able to convince my supervisor to approve a week leave. I’ll be home in two weeks, and I can’t wait to see the house and property,” he told me.

“How’d you manage to get time off so soon?”

“It’s a long story and I’ll tell you when I see you. I love you, dad, and tell my older brother that I’m looking forward to meeting him .”

“Will do, son, and I love you also. Stay safe.”

The next Friday when Steve arrived, he immediately kissed me and soon was sucking my cock. After I had fed him, I said I wanted to talk to him about something. He looked at me quizzically.

“We got a beer and headed for the patio. “Is something wrong?” he asked.

“Fuck no!” I said. “I have a proposition for you.”

“I’m listening,” he said smiling.

“You told me about your relationship with your dad. It reminds me a lot of Dave’s situation with his dad. You both want a father’s love. I have accepted Dave as my son, and he calls me dad. I’m willing to do the same with you if you want it, but there are certain conditions.”

“What are they?” he asked.

“You will be free to move in here, but you will have to contribute to the household expenses. When Dave gats out of the Marines and moves in, he’ll have to do the same. As far as anyone else is concerned, I adopted you and Dave.”

“Are you serious? I can live here?” he asked.

“Most definitely, and when I have guest over, if they want to play, you will be free to join in.”

“Fucking awesome!” he exclaimed. “I can finally start saving some money.” Then, he got a serious look on his face ad asked, “Mark, can I call you dad also?”

“Of course you can, because I’ll be telling everyone you are my adopted son.”

“It’s going to be nice to have a dad, again,” he said almost tearing up.

“And a younger brother,” I reminded him.

“I can’t wait to meet him,” he said.

“He’ll be here this weekend for a week. I know you two will hit it off.”

Steve moved in and got settled just before Dave arrived home. As expected, they hit it off immediately and like real blood brothers, started playing me one against the other. Almost immediately, they found it wasn’t going to work.

However, that evening, things took a different turn. The sex wasn’t one doing the other. It was three men, having sex together and making love with each other. It was hotter that I had ever expected or experienced. The rest of the weekend was almost constant sex. Not just sex, but loving, passionate, caring sex.

Sunday afternoon they said that the were going for a walk and would be back later. I knew that they deserved time alone and said I’d see them later. Roughly two hours later they returned all excited and giddy. When questioned about their whimsical mood, they just shrugged it off.

However, first thing Monday morning, they were up and gone into town, telling me nothing.

We had an awesome week and I loved watching my two adopted sons make love with each other. Then on Friday afternoon, before Dave had to leave on Saturday, they disappeared again, returning home shortly before dinner.

As I was preparing dinner, they came into the kitchen, all smiles, ad said, “Dad, we have something to show you.”

Looking at them, I asked, “What are you two up to?”

They held up two sheets of paper, and when I started reading them, tears filled my eyes. Both men had legally changed their last name to mine, Rivers. I hugged and kissed them both as tears flowed from my eyes.

We celebrated that evening with a hot, anything goes, sexual, three man orgy. I couldn’t have been more proud watching the two of them suck and fuck each other like real brothers. I was definitely a proud father, ever if they weren’t my real sons. We topped off the evening giving each other golden showers and drinking each others warm piss.

Dave left Saturday morning to return to base and it was very emotional. A week later, he called and said that his real father had contacted him and wanted to meet. I asked if he wanted me there for moral support and he said yes.

I drove to meet him and he came to my motel room, telling me that his birth dad said he had some things to talk to him about. We met his father on Saturday morning and he was nothing like Dave had told me. He was clean shaven, well dressed and didn’t have one hint of alcohol on his breath.

As the three of us sat in my motel room, he began speaking, telling us that a private detective has been watching our activities for the last few weeks. He knew all about Dave, Steve and I engaging in both oral and anal sex.

He explained that sex with other men is what started him drinking. He admitted to having man sex daily and could never get enough. He said he started drinking heavily and found that men avoided having sex with a drunk. He said that he finally decided he was going to be in control and got sober and found a job. He said he had been sober for two years, and had the sex under control also.

He admitted to wanting Dave back in his new life but understood him taking my last name.

Looking at Dave, he said, “If you want sex great. If you don’t, I can respect that. I just want you back in my life. I love you and always will.”

“Well, you’re damn sure not the man I walked out on, that’s for sure.” Then, after a pause, Dave said, “how do I know you’re not going to revert backwards?”

“Son, if I do, you can kick me out of your life forever, but I can honestly promise you that it will never happen.”

Dave looked at Jim and said, “I want to talk to Mark privately.”

“I totally understand,” Jim replied.

Once we were alone, Dave looked at me and said, “I don’t know who that man is. He looks like my father, but he damn sure doesn’t act like him.”

“Son, we can all change. And if he has made that change and really wants back in your life, I can’t see what it would hurt to try.”

“I guess your right,” Dave said.

We called Jim back in and Dave told him he had one last chance to be a father, but that I would always be his ’dad’.

Jim stepped up to Dave and wrapped his arms around him and said, “If I ever start slipping back to the demon I was, send me on my way. You’ve been hurt enough.”

With that, Jim held Dave close and lovingly, kissed him on the lips. Dave responded and instantly they were in a hot passionate, spit-swapping tongue kiss.

Dave began unbuttoning Jim’s shirt, and I knew what was coming, and said, “I think I’ll leave you two alone for a while.”

“No, stay,” Jim demanded, adding, “you’re his dad.”

Jim and Dave held out their arms and seconds later the three of us were kissing passionately, steadily undressing each other.

Jim bent over slightly and began sucking Dave’s nipples as Steve and I kissed. Once Jim had swallowed Dave’s cock, Dave whispered onto my ears and said, “This is not the man I grew up with, but if it had been I might not have met you.”

A moment later, Jim turned and began sucking my cock, and as he did, Dave started sucking his father. Moments later, the three of us were in the king bed with Dave fucking his father’s ass as they took turns sucking my cock. I referred to Jim as ‘your father’ and Jim referred to me as ‘your dad.’

Before the evening was over, if it could be done, the three of us did it. We had all sucked and fucked the other two and kissed and rimmed each other. Dave had to return to duty, but I invited Jim to come visit me for a few days.

Jim stayed with Steve and I for a week, then found a place close by to rent. He found employment, and visited often and I never smelled the hint of alcohol on his breath. I kept Dave informed of Jim’s activities and as soon as he could he took a weeks leave.

During that week, the four of us had almost constant sex, by now, there wasn’t anything Steve didn’t do, including rimming a hot hole after it had been pissed in or cum in. Jim avoided the alcohol I had around, instead drinking coffee, tea, sodas, or piss. There was no limits placed on what we could do with another.

Many times the same thing happened to all four of us. One of us would be sucking one cock, have another cock in our ass and getting sucked by the third man all at the same time.

However, Dave and his father made up for lost time. It was so awesome to find a father and son enjoying each other sexually as well as being each others urinal. They both also loved giving and receiving piss enemas from each other.

Dave had since left the Marines and moved back home and works for a local diesel engine repair shop. Steve is still with Fed-Ex, and Jim is still clerking in a store, but has moved in with me and my sons.

As for me, well, that’s another story. My boss discovered I was into cock as much as he was and when he retired, he kept the position of ‘chairman of the board’ and president. As for me, I now run the company from home mostly and my boss visits and enjoys one or two outdoor nudist days a week at my place. We are all walking urinals and drink from the tap regularly.

But my greatest pleasure is derived by watching Dave enjoy sex with his actual birth father. That’s something every man should experience.