Kyle, Dad and Me

Dad and I had been found out. Pa and Kyle knew we were watching them. I guess it was kind of funny that I thought I’d get away with spying on Kyle but it wasn’t meant to be. In the morning when Dad and I came out of the room Kyle and Pa were at the table waiting like Cheshire cats. “So, did you boys enjoy the show last night?” Pa asked. I nodded and Dad said, “Of course we did. Two hot studs going at it like rabbits is like a dream come true.” Pa reached over and grabbed Dad’s ass and said, “I can hardly wait to get some of that!” Dad pushed back on Pa’s hand and said, “There is always some for Pa, that’s for sure!”

The tension was relieved and Dad and I went and poured a couple of cups of coffee. Pa said, “what do you think if I drive over your way in the next day or two cause it will be a bit lonely here.” We both nodded and Kyle said “Sure, that would be great, you can bunk at my place,” and I said “Do we get cameras installed?” “Oh you little brat,” said Pa and I knew he meant every word of it. It would be fun to have Pa around.

My phone pinged as it was the first day of college and I had asked to be excused. Life went on though and it didn’t mean I wouldn’t get texts. It was from Professor Dukas about my biology assignment. “Odd results Ben, we should chat about them. The most interesting story line in a while”. I thought that was weird and odd but well, it would be great to find out the story. I sent a quick response saying I’d fuck on Friday and could be book an appointment later, but someone the message was garbled - damn Dragon software and somehow I hit send before reading it. Professor Duke, who was known to be a no nonsense kind of guy responded that we could book an appointment but not do to THAT! I reread the message and realized what I had done. That was crazy and I hoped it would be one of those dinner party stories in the future that I told about not checking emails.

I looked at the front door and there were Kyle’s packed bags and also Dad’s. We were all booked to fly back at 2 so we had to hurry up to catch the flight. Nothing much happened but when we got home all hell broke loose. Kyle’s hot water tank had burst, and the earliest it could be fixed was a week away, which would be next Thursday. There was no question that Kyle would bunk with us. It wasn’t a difficult thing to do and kind of nice since we were pretty darned friendly. I hoped he would want to stay in my room with me. When we both looked at him and said where would he like to room with, he said “perhaps we should do a rotation thing,” and I said “Clever politically correct response.”

We were a bit zonked and tired but that didn’t mean my hormones weren’t on overdrive. Dad wanted to take a shower and Kyle asked to join him to “save water,” and I asked if I could watch. Dad smiled and said anytime. I was in heaven. Dad and Kyle lathered each other up while I watched through the glass shower doors. Dad was inserting his two digits in Kyle’s ass and it got me so horned that I dropped my shorts and stood at attention. Dad continued to finger fuck Kyle and soon had two or three fingers in there. The water was getting cold, I could tell, and my dick was covered in precum. Damn, how did it happen so fast. Kyle jumped out of the shower and leaned over to suck my dick while Dad inserted his three fingers in - it looked rough but Kyle seemed to enjoy it a lot. Groaning and grunting and pushing back. Dad looked me in the eye as I leaned forward and we exchanged spit. I loved tasting my Dad’s mouth and loosing my tongue in his teeth.

“Let’s take it in the bedroom,” Dad mouthed and we dragged Kyle into the room. I laid on the bed and said, “Dad can I taste your ass,” and both Kyle and Dad said “Sure.” They laughed at the faux pas and I said I’d eat them both. Kyle sat on my face and I could feel his gentle ass hairs tickle my lips. It was so sexy. Kyle and Dad were kissing as Dad was rubbing his ass on my stiff dick. Because it was slick with precum, it felt like I was lubed and ready to slide into his ass. I had never licked an ass before and Kyles was so tasty. As I licked up and down his crack, I fondled and gently pinched his nipples. He moaned again, as if it was a three way switch, and he ground his ass into my face. Dad and Kyle were playing with each others dick and sharing spit and kissing. We were all so close together it felt right.

As Dad bounced up and down, he would sometimes reach back and stroke my dick. “Son, would you like to fuck your old man?” And before I could say anything he slid right down on the shaft as his ass inhaled my dick. I’m a pretty big guy - about 8 to 9 inches - and while not the most girth around, I was pretty proud. He yelled, “Motherfucker” as Kyle stroked his dick. Kyle was pushing back and forth and it seemed my tongue was being lost in his rosebud. Faster he ground and soon Dad was riding me like a bronco bull. The overall sensations were great and then Dad reached down and gently twisted my nippled and “Bam” I yelled I’m cumming and at that moment, Kyle lifted up on his knees and aimed his dick at my face and shot five streams of thick white man juice into my mouth. Dad meanwhile was enjoying the ride and while I was on sensory overload, he continued to ride me. Kyle stood up and put his dick in Dad’s mouth and made him lick him clean. That did the trick and Dad shot his load onto my chest.

It was a wonderful way to end a crazy week. As I leaned back on Dad’s bed, Kyle got up to get a hand towel and he cleaned me up, wiping Dad’s spunk off my belly and chest and leaning in to kiss me. The taste of his spunk remained in my mouth and we kissed like crazy. We snuggled in bed and drifted off to sleep.

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