Mark Stevens Meets Paul's Gay Son
As Paul and I left the restaurant to go out to his truck, he asked me if I was up for another session before I had to get back in my car and head off to see my fiancé Susan.
“Well, I’m a little sore and a little tired from what we did an hour ago – you’re a hot fuck Paul – but I’m not passing on the chance to fuck with you one more time. The odds of seeing you again aren’t that good. So if you’re up for it, I sure am.”
As he put his arm around my shoulders he said, “Son, I was hoping you’d say that. I feel the same way.” And then he kissed me not caring who in the parking lot might see us.
I got so hard hearing him call me son again. It reminded me of my recent fuck with my own dad. And it reminded me of what Paul said about his son. I needed to hear more about them together and I know he wanted to hear about me and my dad.
But the immediate desire was to get Paul back into his sleeper cab and swallow more of his cock. Both with my mouth and my ass. Only then would I be able to get back in my car and get on the road to go see Susan.
As we walked towards Paul’s semi, suddenly he took a slight detour over to an idling RV motor home. One of those that starts at $250,000 and go up to a million or more depending on what’s inside. It had a paint job that probably cost more than my car.
As he opened the already slightly cracked door he said, “Come on up Mark. I want you to meet someone and check out this beautiful motor home.
Fuck, I don’t have time to meet anyone. What I wanted to check out was what was in Paul’s pants. I wanted to get fucked by this daddy and get back on the road. I’ve seen luxury motor homes before and I didn’t need to see another one. Especially, one I’ll probably never be able to afford. Paul could tell I wasn’t happy about this change of plans.
“Come on Mark. You need to see this.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me up into the coach. Yeah, it was fantastic, but I didn’t give a fuck about seeing anything - except him naked. And his cock.
“Hey Doug, are you back there?” I didn’t know who the hell Doug was, but Paul obviously did.
This Doug guy walked out of the back of the coach from what appeared to be a large bedroom. Doug was a nice looking guy who looked to be about my age. Friendly with jet black hair. Slick and combed straight back. He was so pale, so white, it looked like he hadn’t seen a tan in years. He had a nice smile and a firm handshake when he walked up to greet me. Shaved, except for some small sideburns. He was in tight denims and it wasn’t hard to notice his ass. Perfect. Or at least the kind I liked in a man, or boy. His jeans rolled tight over his ass and stayed tight all the way down his legs. Barefeet, like he’d just showered maybe.
He could have passed for 18 or 19, but I guessed he was a bit older than that. Maybe 21 or 22. I don’t know. I wondered how a guy his age was running around in such an expensive motor home. It had to be his parents’ retirement toy, or a rental. And who else was back there in the bedroom with him? His wife? A girlfriend? A boyfriend? No, he looked too straight to be into guys. Yeah, like me.
After releasing his hand from mine, Doug quickly stepped over to Paul. They kissed.
I mean they really kissed. Tongues in mouth, hands on asses, the whole damn thing. So, Paul has a boyfriend he meets on the road, huh? A young boy at that. Fucking pervert.
“Good to see you Dad, I’ve missed you. I’m sorry I’m late getting here. Damn, seems like me getting here late gave you time to find a new “friend.” Should I be jealous, Dad?”
“Mark, this is my son Doug. Doug, this is my new friend Mark. We just met a couple of hours ago. Mark also has a relationship with his dad. He saw me inside the restaurant when I came out of the showers. He was staring at me. A little too much. I asked him why and he said I reminded him of his own father. I sat down to chat with him a bit waiting for you. We talked about driving semis. I invited him into my cab and, well, before you know it, we had a little pretend fun. I pretended to be his dad and he pretended to be my son. You know how that goes.
Mark has a great body as you can see and a great cock. His ass is really nice as you can probably tell. And the best part is he is a daddy-loving cocksucker. And, no, you do not need to be jealous. But I did want you to meet Mark and tell you that we did have some fun. I was pretty horny waiting for you to show up here. When we went to my cab…well, I couldn’t resist.”
“Mark, what do you think of my son Doug here? He’s a cute boy don’t you think? He was about 18 the first time I saw him naked – saw his big cock I mean – and for two years I couldn’t get him out of my mind. Or I guess I should say I couldn’t get his cock out of my mind. I knew I couldn’t tell him I liked cock, but I tried to see him naked every time I had a chance. I started jerking off about a year ago thinking about my own son. I knew it was taboo, but I couldn’t stop. All I thought about was having sex with my own son. My own boy.
It was also about a year ago that I found Doug looking at gay porn. Gay, bi, twink, sissy, you name it. Doug had it in his collection. But gay daddy porn seemed to be his favorite. He even had a drawer labeled DILFs! I’m sure you know what that is Mark.”
Yeah, Paul, I know what DILF is. It’s on my mind at least half of each day. Dad/son. Father-in-law/Son-in-Law. Older/Younger. Yeah, I know the category. I’ve got my own collection. At this point my head (the one on my shoulders) is spinning so much that I can barely say anything. The head in my pants is pushing against my zipper wanting out to fuck one of these guys. Or both of them.
“Yeah Paul, Doug’s a fine looking boy. Sexy too. . Really hot. I can see why seeing him naked would turn you on. The way you guys kissed each other kinda gave it away that you were more than friends. I have to admit knowing that he’s your son turns me on even more. I’d love to see a real life dad and son having sex together. I’ve seen porn star dads loving sons in videos and in photos, but I’ve never seen it in person. I’d love to see you two fucking each other Paul.”
“All in good time Mark. But first I want to see you suck Doug’s cock and swallow his cum back there in the bedroom. Just so you know, Doug has never actually been with another man, or boy, except me. He’s been too scared to be outed in our small town. He needs another man besides his dad to try gay sex with. I need you to go down on him and suck his cock Mark. All of it. Like you sucked mine earlier. Will you do that for me, for me and Doug, Mark? We’ll all go back to the bedroom and let you guys get it on while Daddy watches his boys play together.”
Oh fuck, is this for real? I’m going to be the first guy to suck and fuck this kid besides his own dad? And his dad is going to watch? That’s a lot of pressure. But the throbbing of my cock was killing me. I was going to cum one way or another. It might as well be with this kid.
“Yeah, Paul I’ll do that. I’ll go play with Doug. Just looking at your beautiful son makes me want to suck his cock and taste his ass. But you have to promise me that you two will fuck each other before we are done tonight. I want to see real life incest between you and Doug. Okay?”
“You don’t have to worry about that Mark. I’ve been waiting here at the truck stop to let him fuck me all day. Obviously, we can't be together around his mom - my wife. It was only when you came early that my plans got off schedule. But I still have enough left in me to see you two fuck and then let one or both of you fuck your daddy.”
With no time to waste, I grabbed Doug‘s hand and pulled him back to a beautiful bedroom. A queen sized bed awaited us. The sheets were already pulled back and looked freshly cleaned. On the walls of the bedroom were XXX-rated photos of men and legal-age boys in various sexual positions. Most of them showing the younger man pleasing the older man. Doggy style, missionary style, gloryholes, cum on face, cum in mouth, etc. If there was a photo showing an act between two men, it was on the walls somewhere. Old men, young men, grandfathers, dads, twinks, crossdressers, sissies…all had a spot. I’m guessing Doug’s mom had never been back there. At least not with pictures up. If this was your first time back to this bedroom, this den of taboo sins, the photos would appall you…or excite you to the extreme. I was excited…to the extreme. I wanted to fuck someone. Or be fucked. Or both.
Paul followed us into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed where he could have the best view of us. “Sons, I want you to make love to each other like it’s your first time with a man, but that you’ve wanted it for years. I’ve imagined my sons being together for a long time. But since I’ve only got Doug, that never could happen. You guys can make it happen for me in this way.”
I literally couldn’t wait to get my hands on this boy. Yeah, he was probably my age, but he seemed so much younger. More innocent in a way than I was, although I had only been with a handful of guys myself.
I gently pushed Doug down on the bed. As I laid down next to him, he looked up at me longingly for a few seconds. Like he really wanted me. Not just for the sex. But for the emotion, too. For the love of another man. It was erotic in a way I’d only felt with teenage Brian before.
Then Doug pulled me down to kiss his lips. God, he was a good kisser. Just like his dad. We kissed lips, lightly touching for a few minutes, before he put his tongue in my mouth. His tongue tasted good and he knew how to use it. Like he was fucking my mouth. He reached down to put his hands on my denim- covered ass. He fondled my ass like it was his first time with a guy even though I knew his dad was his first man. It felt great to have him touch my ass that way.
I unbuttoned his shirt so that I could kiss his hard nipples. He liked that. A lot. I looked behind me and saw that Paul already had his dick out and was stroking it hard. He was enjoying seeing me make love to his son. After getting Doug’s nipples even harder, I moved down to unbuckle his belt and remove his pants. I needed to get to his cock. By now, he was moaning. His eyes were looking back and forth from my hands to his father’s face. He wanted to see what his dad was doing. Seeing his dad jacking off while watching us turned him on. I moved my face farther down his chest with my tongue pressing against his smooth, soft, white skin all the way down. When I found his belly button, I knew I was getting close to where I really wanted to go.
“Mark, take Doug’s pants off.”
As I followed Paul’s command and started to remove Doug’s pants, there they were. The same lacy white panties teenage Brian was wearing when I went to his apartment for my second ever fuck with a guy. The only difference was a slender pink ribbon attached to the front of Doug’s panties. Really sexy. Other than that, they were identical panties. Like Brian, Doug was shaved down there. God, I loved it! Not even peach fuzz around his cock and balls. Just man meat waiting to be licked and eaten. Waiting for me to take it in my mouth. I only slid his pants down slightly past his ass cheeks. I wanted his panties to stay on. They were a real turn on. I moved his panties just enough to the side of his cock and balls to start sucking his meat. I wanted to leave his panties on because they reminded me of my fuck with Brian. Wow, that seemed so long ago, even though it wasn’t.
Doug’s cock was long, medium thick, with a perfect head on it. It was delicious to taste much like his father’s. I ran my lips and tongue up and down his shaft several times before I swallowed his balls. Moving my mouth up and down his shaft was so erotic because I could tell he loved it. Making a man or boy feel good…well, it’s a turn on and then some. Better than making a woman feel that way. I don’t know why, but it just is. I finally ran my tongue up to the top of his shaft tasting every inch and then after tasting the slit in his cock head, I put the whole thing in my mouth. Wasting no time on his leaking manhood, I plunged down on it to give him a blowjob he’d never forget. I took it all the way to the back of my throat as fast as I could. All of it. Yes, I gagged, but I loved it.
Now that I had his cock firmly under my control, I wanted to play with his creamy white ass at the same time. I moved my hands up and under his waist to lift and fondle his perfectly round ass cheeks. By now, a man or boy’s ass was becoming one of my favorite things about being with a man. I love the look, the feel, and the taste when running my tongue down an ass slit. I got up on my knees a bit so that I could continue to suck Doug while fondling his ass. He liked my hands on his ass and my tongue in his ass slit, too. At least his moaning made me think he did. I know I was enjoying it. I enjoy licking Susan’s ass, but there’s nothing like licking a man.
When I felt his cock throbbing and pulsating close to climax, I stopped sucking because I didn’t want this to end. I didn’t want him to cum yet. I wanted him worked up where he would make me gag with the volume of his cum. I wanted his cum on my face, but more importantly in my mouth and even down my throat. I wanted to swallow this boy’s cum. Lots of it. I had a feeling that his cum was going to taste great. Like teenage Brian’s cum did a few weeks ago.
“Goddam Mark, you’re good. Let me taste my son a little bit too.”
Paul moved up closer to us on the bed. He kissed me, pushed my face aside, and then put his mouth around his own son’s cock. Seeing a real dad suck his own son…well, it was beyond erotic. I’ll never forget seeing that. Gay porn movies that include scenes like that are good. But they are nothing like seeing a real dad and son doing it together. My fear was that Doug was going to cum in his dad’s mouth and I was going to lose out on all that sticky semen. Not to mention the work that I’d done to get it there.
Finally, after a few more minutes, Paul stopped sucking Doug, moved up to put his tongue in his son’s mouth, and left with a kiss on his lips. He then told me to start sucking his son again. Fuck yeah.
Before I did, I pulled down Doug’s pants so that could see more of his creamy white ass and legs. That’s when I saw the garters attached to his lacy white panties and white sheer stockings attached to the garters. God, he was beautiful. Like a sexy high school girl, but with an ass pussy in place of a cunt. Doug‘s legs and ass were as sexy as any girls I’ve ever seen. Maybe it was seeing the panties and the stockings. But I think his ass and legs would have been beautiful even without those. His ass slit was perfect. I could not wait to touch it. Or to kiss it.
At the same time I was removing Doug’s pants, Paul was unbuckling my belt and removing my pants and boxers. Paul moved down to kiss my ass cheeks. He ran his tongue up and down my ass slit. And then he pushed his tongue in my ass farther than I thought possible. This sex with two men - well a man and his son to be precise - was about as good as you could dream of.
My ass was getting sloppy wet from Paul’s tongue. I knew what was coming. My own cock was dripping with excitement. I started rimming Doug’s ass while still taking care of his cock between licks. He was still moaning from all the asslicking. At the same time, I was waiting for his father to plunge daddy dick into my own ass.
Doug couldn’t hold it any longer when he saw his dad fucking me. Raping me almost, but I didn’t mind. I took as much of Doug’s load as my mouth and throat could hold. And then I kissed that boy with every drop of cum that was left over from my mouth. Yeah, he liked sharing cum. But I could tell he really liked seeing his dad get off.
I’d never done it before. I moved down to whisper in Doug’s ear. I said I was going to spread his boy pussy and fuck his ass with my cock while his dad fucked my ass. He moaned. He kissed me and asked me to fuck him like his dad did. I pushed his sexy boy legs out as far as I could. I licked his ass for a full minute and then I put the head of my cock up to his cunt. I let it stay there tight against his cunt lips in anticipation of what was to come. He wrapped his soft legs sensually around me. I loved the feel of the smoothness on my back. I gently pushed my cock into him. He was tight like young boy cunts should be. But once I got the head of my cock popped into his pussy, it was a warm, wet slide all the way in. His cunt, wrapped tight around my cock, was better than any girl’s cunt I’d ever had.
All the while, daddy cock was pumping into my ass. Paul enjoyed watching me assfuck his son while he was filling my ass. He looked down at Doug and told him he loved him. Like any good dad would. Fucking, or not. Doug told his dad that he loved him, too. That added to my excitement. Hearing them love each other.
After only five or so minutes thrusting into this kid, I was ready to lose my load. I could tell Paul was close too. By now, the few men I’d been with gave me a good clue as to when they were about to fill my pussy with daddy cum. Or boy cum in the case of teen Brian. Paul started grunting. Pounding into my ass as far as he could with every thrust. I met each of his thrusts with one of my own in return. That made the sensation even greater. My cock inside Doug was just about to lose any control it had. We all shot our loads at the same time. Doug on my chest. Mine in his ass. And his Dad’s full load of cum in my cunt. We had cum shooting everywhere.
I bent down to kiss Doug and thanked him for the fuck. I asked him for his panties, garters, and stockings as a way to remember the night. He removed them all while I fondled his cock and kissed him one more time.
Doug put his arms around me and pulled me down for a last kiss.
“Mark, I’m the one who should be thanking you. Since my dad and I started fucking, I’ve wanted to experiment with another man. But I’ve always been unsure that I’d meet the right guy. Tonight, you changed that for me. You made me feel good. And sexy. You didn’t judge my feminine side like others might. And you didn’t judge me or my dad about our sexual attraction to each other. Most would. Thank you for understanding.”
“Doug, with a sweet boy body like yours, no one cares about your masculine or feminine sides. As long as they could get you in the sack and play with you, they don’t care.. With your looks, your sexy ass and legs, the straightest, married guy on the planet would be glad to fuck you, or be fucked by you. I know I would. As far as dad/son sex, well…I’ve got my own taboo desires there, so how can I judge you?
One other thing, Doug, I fucked you. You still owe me a fuck with your dick pumping and shooting boy cum in my ass. When can I get that? Man, I would love to be fucked by you and that hot cock you have.”
“Okay, lovers. That’s enough. Mark, you said you wanted to see me and Doug fuck each other. Well, after dumping most of my cum in your ass, I’m not sure I’ve got any left for my son here. But since he’s only been sucked tonight and had his ass fucked by you, he should have more than enough juice to fuck his daddy’s ass. Get over here Doug and let’s show Mark how dads and sons can really fuck.”
I got my dick out of my pants. Fast. Whatever cum I had left was about to be on the bed. Or in someone’s mouth. Maybe even my own mouth. I couldn’t wait to see Doug kiss his dad again. It's so erotic, so taboo, seeing family members kiss with sexual desire. And then see them suck and fuck.
Susan can wait.
