Moving in with my son

by DSDS

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The next few days were interesting. Kevin was rearranging his work schedule to get things covered for the next week so he could spend the days at the convention with his dad. We must have heard him begging some of his coworkers over the phone for two days straight, before he had managed to get it all sorted out. He'd be pulling some late night shifts (unusual for him) and he'd have to miss one morning of the event, but he was pretty happy he got it all set. Jake worked at the club on Saturday night as usual, but otherwise was just studying for a midterm coming up the next week, hanging around the house and going to campus for a while.

I was mostly lounging around the house enjoying a long weekend (since I had Friday off) and getting things cleaned up. Kevin had said he thought we could give his dad the choice of the couch or to share my bed, whatever he preferred. That surprised me for a second but I saw no reason not to agree. Kevin also commented that his dad would probably be getting plenty of tail and would not even be staying with us most nights, which was interesting.

Since we were all just hanging around the house most of the weekend, it was easy to see Kevin was really looking forward to seeing his dad. His face brightened up whenever he talked about him, and in those moments I could almost see the boy Kevin had been. It was kinda cool and made me look forward to meeting Brent. Kevin, clearly enjoying some trips down memory lane, also shared some stories about his dad over the weekend. Lots of culinary adventures that they'd had together, but there were a few sex stories sprinkled in as well.

Having heard the story of Kevin's first time having sex, and how that had happened in an unplanned three-way with his dad and one of his dad's many lady friends, I wasn't shocked to know that there were other raunchy tales. Over the years, after Kevin was older, they had had a few more three-ways and double dates with women. Once on a vacation they met a mother and daughter staying at the resort, and they had both fucked both women by the end of the trip. That story really turned me on, and I kept asking him for more details, which I could tell he liked. I was disappointed to hear that they hadn't all fucked in the same room together, but he said they all knew what was going on, it wasn't a big secret or anything.

Kevin made it clear that tag teaming and group sex wasn't a regular thing for him and his dad, more like stuff they'd do when they traveled or just really wanted to party. But it was also clear that Brent, like Kevin, had a very active sex life and did not do much to hide it or apologize for it.

On Saturday, the day before Brent was to arrive, Kevin had told another story, and I asked if Kevin had ever done a guy with his dad there. I had had a few beers by that time and was feeling a little saucy. On that hot afternoon we were both hanging around the apartment shirtless, him in cargo shorts and me in some sweat shorts. Jake was at school for a study group. Kevin looked a little surprised that I had asked the question, and then sat down on the armrest of the couch where I was sitting, handing me another beer.

"Well Tommmy boy" he began, "If you're asking if my dad and I ever tag teamed a guy together, the answer's no. Dad's pretty open minded, and in the heat of an orgy I think he wouldn't back away from a dude's mouth or even a hot ass. He's made some comments over the years that have made me think that might have happened a few times. But he's always said that he likes nothing better than a tight pussy and a nice pair of tits. And he's certainly never had any trouble getting that."

"But," Kevin paused and grinned, "there was this one time...you remember I told you that when I was younger and after I came out to him about being bi, Dad actually hooked me up with a few of his buddies?"

I did remember that detail from Kevin's story, that day we had jerked off in my room. It had intrigued me at the time, but I hadn't given it much thought since. I had to admit it was a little bit shocking, assuming those buddies were the same age as Brent. Kevin had come out while he was in high school. But in the context of the sexual openness that they seemed to have, I supposed it made sense.

"Well the first time I got with one of his buddies, it wasn't really planned. At least I don't think it was." Kevin continued, "But this one night dad had his lady of the week over and one of their mutual friends came over too, this dude named Alexei. He was Russian, or something from around there. BIG guy, guess he had been a bodybuilder when he was younger. Owned a restaurant but still kept in shape. They were all having dinner when I came home and so I joined them. Alexei and I really hit it off since he was into FIFA like I was. Maybe it was because I was still kind of inexperienced but I didn't even realize he was gay, let alone that he was flirting with me."

I noticed Kevin was starting to rub the crotch of his shorts a little as he kept telling me the story. And he noticed that I noticed. Maybe the young adult Kevin in the story had been naive, but not much got past the Kevin of today that was sitting next to me. He just smirked at me and continued.

"After dinner, dad's girl -- I seriously don't even remember her name -- suggested that we all go out in the hot tub. I remember thinking that it would be hot to see Alexei without his shirt on, maybe even nude, and I started getting excited. Dad could tell and I remember him looking at me funny, like uncertain but also amused. We did a whole `What are you looking at?' `Nothing!' back and forth and I guess he figured it was all cool or something. I hadn't been out to him that long, but he had always been cool about it. As we finished cleaning up I saw him pull Alexei aside to chat quietly for a minute."

"We all went out to the hot tub, and the three of them had been through 3 or 4 bottles of wine by that time and were feeling no pain. The chick shucked her little dress in a flash and was climbing into the hot tub naked before the rest of us even had our shoes off. We all kind of took our time getting undressed and admired her tits as she giggled and splashed around in there. She was totally giving us a little show. Seeing that, I was pretty sure that we guys weren't going to stop at our underwear, like we did sometimes when guests were over. And sure enough, dad shucked his boxer briefs and climbed into the hot tub. As I tossed my own briefs aside, I looked over at Alexei who was down to his cute little euro briefs. He looked at me and looked a little nervous, and it kind of hit me at that moment that he was into me. I got nervous too but managed to make a `last one in' joke as he pulled down his underwear, and we both climbed into the tub."

Kevin's remarks about the chick's big tits and her putting on a show for the guys had gotten me a little hard. I had also recently watched a porn with three guys fucking a girl in a hot tub. The story was making me remember that, and that was getting me harder too, though I was feeling sure this story would end a little differently. My hardon was pretty obvious since I was freeballing in the sweat shorts, and I didn't try to hide it. Kevin definitely noticed and kept going with the story, his hand still groping his own cock from time to time.

"So yeah, the four of us were chilling in the hot tub, they all still had their glasses of wine close by. We relaxed, talked about random shit, sometimes sat and said nothing. They told some jokes, talked about people I didn't know. It was quiet for a while and I had my eyes closed or was staring up at the stars or something, and then I remember looking over at my dad, with his girl sitting close next to him. She had started kissing his neck a little bit. He had his eyes closed with his head leaning back. They were getting into the zone for sure and she pretty clearly moved her hand to his lap. The jets were on but there was no question about what she was doing."

"This had happened before with dad and a girl, and that was usually my cue to leave them alone. You know half the time I would just go inside and run to the window and keep watching them, Tom. But since Alexei was there too I wasn't sure what to do. I looked over and I just remember the look he had...fuck, he was staring RIGHT at me and looked super hot. Horny, for sure a little drunk, and totally hot for me. It was kinda overwhelming, the whole thing. I had been with a few guys by that time, a couple guys from my school and one college-age guy. But this guy was a couple years older than my dad...and also my dad was RIGHT THERE. So it felt pretty crazy but I was totally turned on, being the total hornball that I was back then. And still am! Ha."

Kevin took another swig of his beer and gave his cock a good squeeze through his shorts.

"So yeah, that was a hot night," he said, and then stopped, like the story was over.

After a moment of silence, I said "What!? That's the end of the story? Come on, Kevin!"

I really was a little frustrated, and also turned on, so I wanted to hear more. He shook his head and, clearly being sarcastic, said,

"Tom, gosh...I didn't think you'd want to hear the rest. I mean it's a gay sex story and I'm pretty sure you don't want to hear about that."

The truth was that Kevin, Jake and I didn't talk much in any serious way about what had gone on the past month or so. Maybe they did between themselves, but when I was around, we didn't have deep discussions about how I'd had several gay experiences since I had moved in, all of those with at least one of them present. Maybe there wasn't much to say. Jake occasionally made references to how cool it was that I was open to new things, and how he liked that he was able to be a part of that. And then the three of us would sometimes joke about me getting a steam room blowjob, or jerking off in the park. So it was acknowledged, but only in a very "guy" way. And it was all good. So Kevin's remark really was just teasing me.

He finished off his beer and grabbed mine, neither of us commenting on it. He sat down on the couch (before he had been kind of sitting on the armrest). He sat facing me and pulled one barefoot leg up on the seat so that his legs were spread and I could clearly see his hard cock pushing out against his shorts.

"Well, I remember noticing that dad and his girl had started making out, in addition to whatever was going on under the water, so I figured `fuck it' and scooted over right next to Alexei. I felt his hand move onto my thigh and I remember just this surge of something, I guess probably testosterone or adrenaline -- I was so excited that I was about to get it on with a MAN, like a real muscle stud, it was so hot that he was an older guy. And Tom, he looked like a deer in headlights or something, like he was about to have a stroke. Looking back, it was probably something pretty crazy for him too, but at the time I wasn't in the state of mind to be considering someone else's perspective. So I just reached under the water and grabbed his cock."

"I hadn't really handled or even seen that many hard cocks at that time, outside of porn. My dad's and...the handful of guys I had messed around with. Looking back, I know Alexei's cock was about average, and on the thin side. Which ended up being good. But at the time it still felt big in my hand. I knew it wasn't as big as my dad's but it felt just as big as any of the guys my age that I had held in my hand before. I was so horny and then he pulled me in close and kissed me hard. It was almost scary at first but then I got into it quick. Hands were everywhere and he grabbed my by the waist and moved me in front of him. I was straddling him, in his lap basically, facing him."

I had to ask, "Was your dad cool with that? Was he watching you guys?" I thought back to when Jake was that age, and how I had encouraged him to explore his sexuality at a pace that he was comfortable with. Would I have been comfortable with a situation like this? I had to admit I was getting really turned on by Kevin's story, and was not being shy about groping my own hardon as Kevin continued.

"Dad knew what was happening. I'd see him look over every now and then, and we'd make eye contact. I know if it seemed like I was in over my head, he'd have been there for me. And look, I knew what I wanted. I let Alexei play with my hole as I stroked my cock and his under the water. I leaned in to make out with him and got his cock behind me, rubbing up and down my crack..."

"Fuck", I heard myself say, as my cock started too ooze precum. "I didn't think you...were into that very much." I stumbled with my words a little bit, feeling both drunk and self-conscious suddenly, for assuming Kevin was always a top.

He just chuckled and said "Well, Tom I was a little ways from having a good handle on what I liked most. I was just a horny little slut in training, wanting to try it all."

It surprised me that it really turned me on to hear Kevin refer to himself, his high school self even, as a slut.

"So...he fucked me. I must have been relaxed from the hot water because he went in easy, I remember being surprised to be sitting all the way down on him so fast. But it was fucking hot, Tom...my cock rubbing along his crazy bodybuilder abs as he bounced me up and down on his cock in the water, as we made out..."

I noticed a wet spot on the front of Kevin's shorts as he continued to squeeze and partially stroke himself.

"And it was just blowing my mind that my dad was right there behind me, watching as he was fucking his girl. I knew he was watching. All the action was underwater so it's not like he saw Alexei's cock pounding me, but that's obviously what was happening. I remember moaning and hearing the chick moan, and feeling for a second like it was a competition. We all got pretty loud. At it was like..."

Kevin paused and stared at me for a moment, then looked down at his feet (or maybe his cock) as he said more quietly, "I remember it felt like, for a few weird moments, that my dad was fucking ME, not her. And I dunno...I remember that just blew my fucking mind to have that thought, and then I was unloading all over Alexei's abs and chest, in the water. And he shouted something in Russian and I could feel him cumming in me too. It was pretty intense, Tom."


I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. "Shit, Kevin...yeah it sounds like it."

I couldn't believe how turned on I was from his story. There was a quarter-sized spot of precum on my shorts, right at my cockhead.

"What happened after that?" I asked, not wanting the story to end.

"Um..." Kevin said, "I remember just resting on his chest for a few minutes, with him still inside me. Him holding me tight. Then he surprised me by standing up. I instinctively grabbed on tighter with my arms and wrapped my legs around him, so I was like, you know...piggyback, but on his front. And I was totally out of the water. He was still hard and pretty much all the way inside me. I was all lightheaded from the heat and...everything really. Feeling pretty sleepy so I just let him carry my whole weight. It really felt amazing to be held like that by this huge guy. He stood there in the tub and he told my dad he was going to put me to bed. I remember dad laughed a little and said okay. Dad was super drunk, I could tell my his voice. And I guess recovering from his own hot tub orgasm. I remember Dad and Alexei talked for a couple minutes about some other thing, their plans the next morning or something. They even made some joke about something. Like regular conversation, it was weird I guess. You know, with him still basically fucking me as he stood there."

Kevin got a sort of tender, longing expression on his face, and smiled. "He carried me into my room and we dried off and both got on top of my bed. And he cuddled me and it was really nice. We were too hot to be under the covers and so just passed out right there. I remember dad shaking us both awake the next morning, he and Alexei had their thing to do, whatever it was. And so...yeah. I guess that's the end of the story, Tom. Why was I telling you this, again?"

He said that last part playfully as he finished off my beer. He was playing it cool but I could tell he was really worked up and turned on too. He chest was flushed and he was breathing heavy.

"Uh...I asked if you and your dad had ever done a guy together. But..fuck, that was a hotter story than I could have imagined. Did your dad talk to you about it after?"

"Yeah," Kevin replied. "Later that day when he got back we had a talk. He wanted to make sure I was cool with what happened. He sort of apologized and said he should not have been so drunk, that he knew Alexei liked younger guys and all this stuff, like he felt like he should have stopped it or something. But I had no regrets and told him so, and I could tell he felt better about it."

"Did you and Alexei ever...hook up again?" I asked, not sure if that was the right term to use.

"Yeah, a few times. It was funny, Dad always was the one to tell me Alexei wanted to hang out with me. And then I'd go over there or he'd come to our place. Alexei was weird like that, like he thought he needed to ask my dad's permission to see me or something. Or maybe that was dad's thing? I never really asked. We weren't like dating or anything. It was always just getting together to fuck. The times he came over for that, he wouldn't even talk to dad much beyond saying hello, but I know they hung out at other times."

"So what ever happened to him?" I asked, not wanting this moment to end. I couldn't believe how caught up in this I was.

"After that night in the hot tub, I guess I only saw him six or seven times...he didn't come around after...heh. Actually, it's funny, Tom. Since you commented on my being shaved, after you moved in. Alexei is the one who got me into that!"

"One time at his place, I asked about how he stayed so hairless. He was smooth from his bodybuilding days and I wasn't sure if that was just natural or what. I didn't really know that much about hair removal back then, I was barely shaving my face after all. He told me some story about a Russian soldier or something...he was really into that stuff. Something about removing hair and being strong, I don't know. But he ended up asking if I wanted to try it. I said `sure'. And then he was grabbing our stuff and we got in his car. He said we were going to his gym, which weirded me out a little, since my dad always liked to know where I was. Alexei hadn't grabbed my phone and we left in such a hurry I didn't realize it. But I wasn't worried or anything, I really did trust him."

"So we got to his gym and it was like a serious bodybuilder gym. No cardio machines or stacked weight machines or anything. Full of these big crazy hulked up dudes, way bigger than Alexei. Most of them younger than him too, I guess. I felt so little as I walked through, following behind him. There was a group of older guys, around Alexei and my dad's age I guess, in the back corner of the gym doing some resistance type workout. I noticed they all were staring lasers at me as we walked up, and Alexei started talking to them in Russian. They all laughed and kept looking back at me, some with serious lust in their eyes. Even at that age I could recognize the obvious. Eventually Alexei motioned for me to follow him and we walked back to the locker room, a few of his buddies following us."

"We got to the locker room and wandered past some showers and toilet stalls, through another door. And it led to, like, a smaller version of the locker room. Maybe a trainer's room or something. Some lockers and a couple shower heads, some benches. Alexei set down all the stuff and told me to take off my clothes, that he'd give me a `man shave' to make sure I knew if I liked it.'

"At this point, Tom, I felt like I was in for a penny, in for a pound. I hadn't been sure I wanted to shave all my hair off, but the fact that Alexei was going to help me, or even do it for me, was driving me wild. And maybe with those other guys there? My exhibitionist tendencies were already forming I think, cuz I was rock hard by the time I had my clothes off. Alexei was stripping down too, and so were his buddies! I was really wondering what was going to happen. The other guys were checking me out big time, and a couple of them even whistled and did some Russian cat call or something. I won't lie, it felt good that they thought I was cute. I remember wondering if all bodybuilders were gay and just that no one talked about that? It's funny the things that stick in your memory, but I really recall thinking that specifically."

Kevin laughed to himself and looked right at me. "You still with me, Tommy?" he asked, as if I was falling asleep or something. He could clearly see he had my attention, in several ways. I was seriously thinking of reaching into my shorts to jerk my cock with my bare hand, but I didn't want to shift the dynamic of the moment.

"Just tell the fucking story." I said, and glared at him.

He busted out laughing for a second it felt very corny, but he got himself together and went on.

"So, yeah they...I mean...they shaved me down, Tom. Head to toe. Well, neck to toe I guess. My pits, my legs, my pubes. I wasn't super hairy at the time but there were bits coming in other places too. A quick trim of the bushy stuff, then this warm oil all over my body...fuck, it was so hot have four, five, six hands on me, rubbing this stuff in. And they got every inch, if you know what I mean. I felt a finger slide into my hole a few times throughout the whole process. Then the gentle but sharp feel of the blade getting every little bit of hair off. Alexei was doing most of it but they switched off. They had a basin of water that they'd use to rinse things off now and then. I think two of guys fought in Russian about who was going to hold my cock back while Alexi shaved my balls. That was a little intense feeling a blade there, but he knew what he was doing. And then it felt so hot being on all fours and just staring at the wall, not seeing anyone, as they were all back there, holding my cheeks apart as Alexi got the hair around my hole. More fingers in me, in and out quick. They mostly talked in Russian but I know I heard one of them say `nice pussy' over and over. I felt at least one of their tongues on my hole. A few times. I wasn't sure if it was just one of them doing it or more than one."

Kevin took a deep breath, and I could tell the memory had him close to the edge. I knew I was close.

"Then they picked me up and set me in Alexei's lap, with my back against his chest. Alexi was sitting on the bench. He was hard and his cock slid in between my legs, sticking out under my balls. Then they all proceeded to rub me down with some other kind of lotion, some post-shave balm or something. It felt like that aftershave tingle, but waaaay more heat. It was intense to feel that all over. I remember my cock was leaking more than I had ever felt before. Alexei was the one who rubbed the stuff on my cock. I think he knew I'd cum fast. Right when he started doing that, one of his buddies stepped up next to us and put his cockhead right at my lips. I was so overtaken by all the feelings I couldn't help but open up and let him push it into my mouth. It felt so big and plump and that plus Alexei's hands on my cock and balls just sent me over the edge. I guess that did it for the guy with his dick in my mouth too, cuz right after I started shooting I felt his load hitting my tongue, and then getting all over my face. I think Alexei use my cum to jerk himself off too, and the other guys probably blew their loads, but it was kind of a blur after that. They rinsed me off and I got dressed and we went back to Alexi's car."

"Alexei looked a little stunned as he was driving us back, like... I don't know what. Maybe he was having second thoughts, or just replaying it all in his mind. He was real quiet. Then he started talking fast about how one of his buddies wanted to have a party and have me be there. And that I should ask my dad. Except now, look back, he was probably saying that I *shouldn't* tell my dad? Or something else like that. His fucking accent was so thick sometimes and I was kind of out of it. I already knew I didn't want to tell my dad about the trip to the gym, and I told him that I wouldn't. More because dad liked to know where I was, like I said, and I didn't want him to be mad. So maybe it all got confused."

"Anyway Tom, you asked what happened to him. So the next day I told my dad that one of Alexei's friends was having a party and that I was invited. I probably said it like it was a school friend having a birthday party or some shit. I thought I was being clever, not mentioning that I has a suspicion what the party was going to be about. Dad seemed a little confused, and could probably tell that there was something else going on. He went into his office and closed the door and I could tell he was calling Alexei."

"Did you listen in?" I asked.

"Of course I fucking listened in, Tom! Jeez." Kevin laughed. "It was a separate line so I couldn't pick up another phone to listen, but I heard most of what dad was saying through the door. Bits and pieces like `not sure what you're thinking' and `passing him around' and `he's not ready for that kind of stuff yet'. I didn't understand all of it at the time but I understood enough. And of course I understand a lot more now. Dad was just watching out for me. I think he still felt a little bad, or something. I didn't see Alexei much after that. Sometimes at dad's parties, but he didn't come over to hang out and dad never said anything about him calling to see me. I knew enough to understand. Dad wasn't mad at me -- or even at Alexi, I guess -- but he also never said anything about it. And it was a couple years before he set me up with one of his buddies again, and only then after I kept nagging him about the dude."

I had been at the edge and then slowly come back as Kevin wrapped up the story. I was so turned on and I didn't know what to say. I moved my legs a bit and accidentally kicked the coffee table. A couple of empty beer bottles fell off and landed on the floor in front of me. The sound broke the silence, and as I sat up more straight I asked,

"So you never got together with him again?"

I started to lean forward as Kevin scooted toward me and crouched down, both of us meaning to pick up the bottles. Kevin's hand grabbed my knee to steady himself as we both laughed, almost bonking our heads together.

Kevin answered "Eh, well a few years ago I was at dad's for new years, big party. Alexei was there and it was cool to see him. He had some Asian twink with him, which made me laugh. And then later he sucked my cock up in my old bedroom." Kevin said that last part while raising his eyebrows and smiling his good old wicked Kevin smile.

"Did your dad know?" I asked, smiling back, as I finally grabbed the beer bottles and put them back on the table. Kevin's hand was still on my knee.

"I'm not sure if he knew about me and Alexei that night. But the next day he kept joking about losing count of how many of his party guests he saw going up to my room with me."

I felt my hardon pulse again and took a deep breath. Why was this turning me on so much? Why did Kevin have this effect on me?

"You see, Tom," Kevin said, as he shifted so that he was crouching right in front of me, in between my spread legs. His hand moved from my knee and grabbed my leaking cock through my increasingly soaked shorts. "My daddy always liked that I was a slut. He kept me in line in those early days, but never held me back."

My heart was racing and I could feel myself rushing back to the edge as Kevin massaged my dick slowly.

"Dad's a big slut too, in case you can't tell," he continued. "And he was always proud that I was following in his footsteps."

Kevin leaned in closer and squeezed my cock more. Looking right in my eyes. His voice lowered to a whisper.

"Jake's a big slut too, Tom. You know he is. You've SEEN that he is. He wants you to be proud of him too, Tom. Are you? Do you love that your son is a slut for cock?"

I came. Right in my shorts, under Kevin's masterful hand. My eyes closed and I let out some moans, my head falling backwards. It felt like six or seven shots, but I wasn't counting. Kevin kept stroking me until the last drops were out. I let out a final moan.

Right then, Kevin's phone started vibrating on the coffee table. I think the sound startled us both and we stared at it together for second. Then he looked back at me, smiled, winked and backed up removing his hand from my wet crotch.

He stood up and answered the call, his hard cock tenting his shorts out with a large wet spot where the head sat. It was one of his co-workers calling, part of the endless saga of rearranging his schedule for the next week. He strolled away into the kitchen and kept talking. As I stood up and staggered to the bathroom to clean up, we made eye contact one final time and he just smiled at me again.

So, yeah. That was a high point of that relaxing weekend, for sure. When Sunday afternoon rolled around, Jake, Kevin and I were all anxiously awaiting Brent's arrival. He had grabbed a cab at the airport and texted Kevin that he was on the way.

I didn't know if Kevin had told Jake about what had happened the previous day, but I also knew it didn't matter. Jake would be cool with it if and when he found out. Because...well, because he's a slut for cock, I thought to myself. And so he's not going to judge me or Kevin about anything. He'd have done the same thing if he'd had the chance. I briefly recalled the comments about Jake having the hots for Brent. And I wondered if my son would get a chance to "even the score" with Kevin. The thought amused me, despite Kevin's remarks about his dad only being into women. If anyone could seduce the hot straight dad, I thought, it would be my slutty son.

It felt odd to think of Jake that way, but Kevin's question to me yesterday -- the one that had gone unanswered -- had been rolling around in my head all day. Could a dad be proud that his kid was a slut? It felt weird to think that, but then it seemed to fit. I WAS proud that Jake was happy and had a free attitude about sex. I could tell that having that be a big part of his life was making him happy. And doesn't every parent want that for their kid? So yeah, I was proud of Jake, I decided. Just like Brent was proud of Kevin.

There was a knock at the door and Kevin practically jumped out of the chair to run and answer it.


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