The next few weeks were hectic, it was the end of summer. That meant it was not only chock full of my kids sports and activities, but back to school preparations. Ben was even busier, he was leaving for college, heading to State on a lacrosse scholarship. My wife and I had to make sure he had everything he needed to be successful. Not only that, but at the end of the month, it was Ben’s birthday. My oldest was turning 19.
Jake and I had kept in touch even though our schedules hadn’t matched up how we’d hoped. One late August afternoon, I got a call from the furry bull from the gym. I was at home working in my office while my wife was pulling a long shift at the local hospital where she was an ER doctor. My kids were out and about at sports practices or the pool.
“Hey, Ted, hope all is well with you and your family.” Jake said as I answered the phone. “I know you’re busy, I am too, so I’ll cut to the chase.”
“Great to hear from you, Jake. What’s on your mind?” I asked, half distracted by some emails I was sending.
“I know Ben’s leaving soon for college and you mentioned his birthday is coming up… Al and I were thinking about doing something special.” Jake paused to gauge my reaction.
Al was one of Jake’s friends, a very successful local realtor with lots of connections.
“What are you thinking?” I asked, cautiously, my full attention now on the conversation with Jake.
I was cautious, both times Ben and I were around Jake, I’d lost control and let my horniness take over. I didn’t like being out of control of the situation, especially when my son was there.
“Al’s got a place in the mountains, we were thinking about spending a weekend there.” Jake let the idea land.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“Well, think about it, Ted. I know we all enjoyed ourselves last time, you included. It’d be a great way to celebrate Ben’s birthday and send him off to college.”
After that Jake had to run to a meeting and I was left with my own thoughts, contemplating a weekend away with those two studs and my son. Quickly, I started formulating a plan to get away for the weekend. That evening I talked to my wife, we agreed that it would be good for Ben and I to have a weekend away before he left for college.
Ben was ecstatic when I told him the news. I know he’d been wanting to meet up with the guys again, but he understood my wariness and didn’t push it. He was a good kid, and I wanted to do right by him. After everyone went to bed that night, I texted Jake that Ben and I were game for a weekend at the mountain house.
I kept busy that week, before I knew it, Ben and I were on the road to Al’s mountain house. Ben wasn’t chatty on the ride, for that, I was thankful. My inner conflict was raging, lust, guilt, shame, and horniness all swirled inside of me. Ben perked up as we pulled off the main street down a winding dirt road to the vacation home.
Jake and Al were sitting on the deck sipping beers as we pulled up. The two men helped us bring our bags inside and we all greeted each other. Both Jake and Al couldn’t take their eyes off Ben, and I couldn’t blame them. My son was a looker, he was in a tank and some shorts showing off his muscled, lean lacrosse jock build. His sandy colored hair was newly cut which set off his handsome features. I was unnerved by their hungry looks, but that was why we were all here.
“I’ve really been looking forward to this, Ben.” Al nearly growled as he reached out and pawed at Ben’s chest.
“Me too, Al.” Ben replied, meeting the older man’s gaze.
“Let me show you to my room… you’ll be bunking with me tonight.” Al said with a wink.
He guided my son with a hand on the small of the jock’s back, taking him up the stairs. I was about to object, I didn’t like the idea of Al potentially taking advantage of my son in a one on one situation. My inner conflict started to swirl again before I felt a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
“If you’re worried we can go watch.” Jake said with a glint in his eye and grin plastered behind his thick, neatly trimmed beard.
I followed the brown haired bull of a man to Al’s bedroom. It was clear that Al and Ben had wasted no time, Ben was on all-fours on the bed with Al’s face between his jock asscheeks. Jake and I stood in the doorway, transfixed by Al devouring my son’s hole. Jake slung his arm around my shoulder and groped my rock hard cock through my shorts, bringing my thoughts back to us.
“Let’s join them.” The late-30’s stud suggested. We stripped down and climbed onto the king sized bed. “Get next to your son, Ted.” Jake cooed.
I got on my hands and knees next to Ben, who looked over with a big, goofy, lusty smile. Al took the opportunity to strip down. His muscled dad bod had just the right amount of hair and his big cock was rigid as ever. Then I felt Jake’s tongue swipe at my hole bringing forth a low groan from me. Al resumed his rimjob, spreading Ben’s cheeks and digging in with his tongue.
Jake took his time warming me up. Slowly, he teased my hole with his tongue and the bristles of his beard, making me shiver and shudder as the sensations jolted and retreated through my body. Leisurely, he dug his tongue in more and more. Soon, he’d pried my furry muscle cheeks apart, lashing my rear with his oral muscle.
Ben’s moans alerted me to the two fingers Al was fucking him with, easing him open. Taking a cue from his realtor buddy, Jake pushed a thick digit into me. His other hand ran up my flank feeling my obliques and corded back muscles. I’d always kept myself in good shape, especially when I hit my 40’s. But, ever since my first time with Jake earlier in the summer, I’d hit the gym even harder and cleaned up my diet. As a result, I’d added some more muscle and shed some of the stubborn middle-aged spread from my already muscled and fit body.
“You get more and more DILFy every time, bud.” Jake breathed as he twisted in a second finger, opening me to prepare for his thick cock.
I grunted and pushed back on his dual digits. I let the lust and horniness take control. If Ben was going to hook up with studs like this, at least I could be there with him to watch over him… while getting fucked right next to him.
“Awww fuck, Ben!” Al moaned, I looked over just in time to see the 40-something married realtor’s thick cockhead push into my son’s hole.
Ben grunted and groaned, biting his lip. He was trying to relax and adjust to the penetration. Al pushed a few inches in before pausing and lewdly groping at the physique of the jock he was spearing. Ben cursed under his breath as Al, with a twitch of his hips, sunk more of his dadcock in.
Seemingly following Al’s lead, I felt the slick heat of Jake’s lubed cockhead press against me before infiltrating my anal defenses. It was my turn to curse with lust as Jake’s thick piece pierced my hole through the tight resistance he encountered. My cock throbbed against my furry abs as I held myself on the bed on all-fours. Jake gripped my hips, easing his meat into me doggy style.
“Fuck, Al… your cock… it’s… fuck!” Ben groaned as Al kept methodically working his large piece in, gently fucking my son open.
“I know, kid. Your pussy is outta this world.” Al breathed softly, his hands still roaming the expanse of Ben’s lacrosse conditioned body.
I watched Al thrust in and out, slowly digging deeper into Ben. Jake bore into me, the pain and discomfort jolted my attention as he gave my hairy asscheek a playful squeeze.
“This is so hot, isn’t it, Dad?” Ben asked, looking over to see Jake’s penetration.
“It sure is, kid. Dad and son getting fucked doggy next to each other. I didn’t even know I was hot for this.” Al chimed in, finally bottoming out inside my son.
Al slowly began pumping in and out of Ben, eliciting guttural noises from the soon to be 19 year old. It was clear to me how much Ben liked this, and I decided to give in and let myself fully enjoy it, like my son. I felt my ass relax around Jake’s cock and the hairy gym stud sunk the rest of the way in.
“Jeezus, Ted, your hole is gonna make me cum too fast.” Jake breathed.
“Fuck me, Jake.” I groaned.
“Mmmh you want it bad, don’t ya, Ted.” Jake cooed as he sawed into me with his thick, cut 8-incher.
My nerve endings were on fire as Jake fucked through the lingering resistance of my hole. Gone were the pain and discomfort of penetration, now I only felt bliss. I was mentally more comfortable with bottoming, I wasn’t fighting my enjoyment anymore. Jake let his hands travel up my flank then back down to grip my hips. The furry gym stud held me firmly as he pumped in and out.
Glancing over, I saw Al was steadily thrusting his cock into Ben. My son was taking a long dicking from the big dicked realtor dad. Ben gripped the bedsheets underneath us, his blissful expression told me how much he was enjoying this. Al playfully smacked the lacrosse jock’s asscheeks as he continued his measured fucking.
“Want a crack at the jock? I’d like to breed daddy again.” Al asked Jake, looking over at us.
“Do you even have to ask?” Jake joked as he pulled out of my hole.
“Flip over, Ted.” Al instructed as he pulled out of Ben.
“You too, kid.” Jake echoed.
Ben and I both got off our hands and knees and onto our backs. Our cocks were both rigidly leaking as we got situated in a new position. Ben’s sandy hair was mussed up and his face was flush, I knew I likely looked similarly disheveled. But most of all, I desperately wanted Al’s big cock inside of me. The 6’2 man with a muscular dad bod, fit but with some middle-aged padding obscuring definition. He had a good amount of chest and midsection hair, the friendly dad next door who hit the gym hard but kicked back with a beer.
Al’s cock was longer and thicker than Jake’s big tool. I was thankful that Jake had opened me up gently when I felt Al’s thick cockhead press into me. He ran his hands through my chest hair and lightly tweaked my nipples as he penetrated, making me moan loudly. Not only was Al’s cock bigger than Jake’s, but he had a slight upwards curve, he hit all different spots inside of me making my toes curl.
“Daddy’s hole is just as pristine as the jock’s.” Al muttered as he continued sinking inch after inch of his thick tubsteak in me.
Al slowly and deliberately sank his cock into me. Soon I felt his pubes against my furry ass. I looked over and saw Ben groping at Jake’s hairy muscles as ground his cock all the way into my son. We were gettting fucked side by side, it was almost too much for me to handle. I willed the growing orgasm down as Al began pulling out and pushing back in. Every move of his cock triggered sensations that crashed over me like waves.
The hunky realtor and fellow father felt up my abs and over my chest again. He cupped and gripped my delts and used the leverage to steadily piston in and out. I felt my eyes begin to roll back, but not before locking gaze with Al.
“Ben, your ass is milking me. I can’t hold off much longer.” Jake groaned as he thrust into my lacrosse jock son.
“Fuck me, Jake! Fucking cum in me!” Ben clawed at Jake’s furry chest as the gym stud pounded in a few more times before crying out and losing his load.
Jake fucked through his orgasm, his hairy muscles tensing as his nuts pumped their seed into my boy. His continued fucking got Ben there, the smoother, younger jock spewed archs of cum high into the air before splattering onto his chest and abs. Jake’s big jock cock pulsed with each jet, spraying up, painting himself with his nut.
“I haven’t cum like that in awhile, kid.” Jake panted, pulling his cock from my son’s hole.
“Me either.” Ben agreed, the cum shower he’d given himself mixed with sweat as they caught their breath.
Al hadn’t lost his rhythm as we watched Ben and Jake’s fuck crescendo, he kept methodically pumping my hole with his big, thick, cut cock. Their attention fell onto us as Al plumbed my depths.
“He’s really long dicking you, Dad… so fucking hot.” Ben murmured as he and Jake looked on.
“Your Dad takes dick like a pro, kid.” Al responded, not missing a beat in his metronomic thrusting.
I groaned and reached forward to grope at Al’s flesh. Al held my legs, pushing them towards my chest, changing the angle and getting deeper. His breath became ragged and his rhythm started to break down, he was about to lose it. I wanted to cum with the man, I gripped my thick dad cock giving it a few tugs. I surprised myself with the force of my orgasm, much like my son, my hot seed erupted in high arcs. My ass clamped around Al’s member, gripping it.
Al’s cock throbbed against my hole’s vice grip, he cried out as he filled my guts with his nut. He fucked it in deep, breeding me with his virile seed. My load matted my chest and ab fur. Al gave a few mini thrusts as he kept unloading, his face contorting and his cock throbbing in me.
“Fuck, Ted… that was better than I remembered.” Al huffed and puffed.
“It’s only gonna get better, buddy.” Jake said, sharing a conspiratorial look and wry smile with Al.
I was riding the post nut high to read too much into anything as the blood rushed back into my legs, laying flat on my back on the edge of the bed.
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