Kyle, Dad and Me

Ken, the realtor picked us up at 10:30.  He was a friend of Dad’s through work or some other thing.   God knows that I couldn’t keep track.  He was about the same age as my Dads and built like a typical Dad.  Packing a few extra pounds, silver-haired, and he was dressed pretty sharp for an early October day.  We were scheduled to visit about five or six houses.  Kyle and Dad were going to pool their funds together from the sale of their houses and if necessary, Pa was going to chip in some money.  I wasn’t sure how much he had but it must have been enough cause all the places were listed in the ‘expensive to me’ range.   The bottom line was we needed at least five bedrooms, a few bathrooms and if possible, some land so. Pa could putz around.   Kyle’s business was good enough that he could use a big garage but that wasn’t a need, it was a want cause it could be built later.

So us five men went into Ken’s Land Rover and were chauffeured about as Ken told us about the pros and cons of each place.   I was in the very back of the Rover because Kyle and Dad were in row two and Pa was riding shotgun.  Jacob had gone to do some errands for the day and since we barely knew him, except Biblically, we didn’t think it right to bring him.  Plus, he seemed preoccupied. 

The first two places were busts.   We had to get in and out of the Rover and for me, being in the back, Ken continued to help me.  A few times, his hand seemed to slip a bit and if I didn’t know better, it seemed like he wanted to grab my butt.  I think I was thinking every guy I met was gay so I pushed that thought out of my mind.   So, back to the first two places.  They were close to town but the bedrooms and the house were so small that you’d barely get a Queen sized bed (no pun intended!) into two of the bedrooms and the layouts were so odd that every time we walked by each other in the hallway we would bump into each other.  In both house, as I walked the hallway, my hand grazed Ken’s crotch.  He didn’t seem to mind at the first place so, being brave, I tried to do it again at the second place.  Damn, if that wasn’t a bit of a bulge in that there set of pants. 

We chatted about the places after we got into the Rover and Pa said, “Ken, I’m not sure you understand what we were wanting.  These places totally suck the big one and unless you are trying to find ways to keep us busy, we just might have to give you a lesson or two.”  Of course, Pa was so darned amiable that Ken smiled and said, “Ok, Dad, here’s what we will do.  If you don’t like the next place, you can spank me!”   We all laughed in a nervous way and Pa reached over, grabbed Ken’s leg and said, “Son, if you keep that up, I’ll do a who lot more than spanking!”  

Ken smiled and put his hand over Pa’s and said, “Dad, don’t tempt me.  I might have to take you up on that,” and we of course were guffawing.   Ken looked up from the rearview mirror and winked at me.  But, he did it in such a sexy way that I knew, he wasn’t kidding with Pa.  

Dad and Kyle patted Ken on the shoulder and said, “Our Pa is a vigorous old sot and you better be careful.”   Ken nodded and we could tell he was smiling. 

Sure enough, the third place was a wet dream.  It was a blueish painted two story vintage looking, but new, farm house with a full covered wrap around verandah.  There were no rocking chairs or bench swing but you could see where it would go.   “This place has been on the market for 90 days cause its a bit unique.   There is a hot tub and the start of a swimming pool that was never finished.   There are six bedrooms, well five and a den, and four bedrooms have their own bathrooms.   There is a media room, and I believe the seller is motivated.  They’ve been transferred across the country and the company will pay the difference if they don’t get what they bought it for a few years ago.”   Pa chortled, “let’s go see.”  

We got out of the Land Rover and Ken gave me his hand to help me out.  With his other, he came around and patted my butt and gave my hand a squeeze.  I was a bit off kilter getting out so fell into him and could smell his Old Spice cologne and I felt his breath in my ear.   “I have a son about your age going to college,” he said.  “His full name is MacKenzie, but he goes my Mac.  I’m the Ken in the MacKenzie.”   

“No f’ing way,” I said as I leaned into him a bit more.  “We have an assignment that is due soon for extra credit and we have to get started soon.”    Ken nodded and said, “Yes, Mac told me had an assignment and I thought it might be Dan’s son but wasn’t sure.  He’s been exploring ways to do the assignment with me,” and with that Ken squeezed my ass cheek.   

“Hurry up you two, do we need to get you a room,” Kyle yelled from the top of the verandah where they were all waiting and looking into the big windows.  “We are coming,” I responded.

I whispered, “Later Dude,” and Ken squeezed my cheeks again.   

We went inside and did the tour.  “They had to leave and so I have the place to look after.  They were great clients and so once the place is settled, I will figure out what to do with everything.   Damn shame about the pool, but it was started too late and then the transferred happened,” Ken relayed the info to us.  

Everyone was all over the place like kids at an amusement park.   “I get dibs on the bedroom,” Kyle shouted while Dad said, “I thought we’d all be sharing.”   Ken and I were in the living room and he was oogling my pants.  I had gotten a woody and it was starting to get a bit obvious.   Ken walked by me, brushing his hand across my bulge and whispered, “Let’s go to the garage.”    “Hey, we are going to look outside,” I yelled and with that Ken and I went outside.  

We were barely inside the two car garage when he whipped me around and stuck his hand down my pants.  “Listen you fucking cocktease,” Ken whispered in my ear as he nibbled it.  “I know that from early this morning you have been seducing me with your eyes,” which surprised me but I could go along with it.  He manhandled my cock and the precum helped make the stroking easier.  “I want you to cum in your pants and then feel what its like to sit there with everyone around you wondering what you’ve done,” he mumbled.   I don’t think he realized how sexually active everyone was and by now, my phone was turned on so the other guys could hear what was going on if they wanted too.   “I think you want to be fucked by Daddy here in the garage while everyone wonders where you are and I’d really like it if your fucking hot grandfather came in and took control of me and tied me up,” Ken said.   

I was totally hard in my pants and I turned to him and said, “If you want, I can ensure you the most amazing experience ever,” and because it was kind of dark in the garage, I whispered, “Take your shirt and lift up your arms,”   I started to lift them over his head so he couldn’t see and with that, Dad, Kyle and Pa all burst into the garage.  I had sort of trapped Ken’s hands and head, and with that, Dad looked around and saw an extension cord.  He grabbed it and finished pulling Ken’s shirt off.  “WTF guys,” Ken said with a frightened look on his face.  Dad yelled, “Were you going to take advantage of my boy without me knowing and under my roof, what kind of man are you.”  And with that Kyle whipped his pants down around his ankles and with the moving blanket in the garage, they laid Ken down.  With his hands tied, he looked a bit frightened, “What are you guys going to do to me. . . it was only a little misunderstanding on my part,” he said.   

Pa said, “There weren’t no misunderstanding.   You wanted to have Benny-boy here and we are going to make it happen for you Kenny!”   Ken looked confused, but Dad pulled out some lube out of his pocket.  Kyle’s dick was a monster - shaped like a beer can, thick and about seven inches long.  I wanted him to be inside me.  “Dad, I want this - please,” and with that Dad lubed the immobile Ken and I straddled Ken’s body and slide down his dick.  My ass slowly inhaled his cock and Ken had this rapturous look on his face while Kyle whipped out his dick and started to beat it.   Dad was stroking his dick too and Pa and lowered his shorts and pants and straddled Ken’s face.   “Eat my manhole, Ken,” and with that Ken munched.   We were a hot mess and Kyle said, “I’m going to shoot, and he shot a load onto Pa’s chest which dribbled down onto his dick.   Pa leaned back so some of Kyle’s jizz would land on Ken’s face.   Dad had untied Ken by now and I was riding his big rod like a bucking bronco.   “Please fuck me harder Ken,” and Ken’s picked up his pace.  Dad leaned over and kissed me while he jerked off into Ken’s face.  Pa was standing by now and shot his wad on Ken’s face. 

“Fuck, boys, this is so hot,” as he tried to lick off all the jizz and wiped it with his hand.   Ken licked more and more of the jizz as he fucked and with two hands on my legs, rammed me down on his dick and said, “Son, I’m going to make you a man,” and with that he shot a load in my ass that pulsed six times.  I shot at the same time and hit him in the face and mouth.  “Yum’ and “boys this is a great time,” and “I hope this doesn’t influence your purchase in any way,”  and we laughed. 

We went into the house au natural as the next house was far away and we showered.   Nice that Ken had the run of the place.