Snowed Inn

by MileHighScribbler

8 Jul 2023 5635 readers Score 9.6 (120 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


When Tyler went to put his clothes on, I stopped him and told him to stay naked. “It’s your birthday and you’re going to wear your birthday suit for the rest of the night.”  He laughed and folded his clothes neatly into a pile and put them on a chair. His dad and I left our shirts with his clothes, only putting on our jeans. Like this, the three of us made our way back to finish the pizza. 

“It feels weird and sexy to walk around naked,” Tyler told us as he checked out his reflection in the glass walls of the hotel bar and grill. His dad told him he should be proud of his body. I agreed. 

Sitting down at our table, I patted my leg to invite Tyler to sit on my lap. His smooth bare butt radiated warmth through my jeans, keeping my cock warmed up and ready to go even though I had just shot my load down his throat minutes ago.  There we were, the three of us. Mark was daddy porn in the flesh, his chest hair had dried into a dense fuzz of blonde that trailed up over his shoulders and down his back. He hadn’t buttoned his jeans and they stood open in a small V just above the zipper. There, his curls grew denser and spilled out as he sat across from us, hungrily working on a slice. Tyler and I had our arms around each other my arm draped across his back and cupped his bare bottom as he sat on my lap sideways. His right hand rested on the back of my neck gently kneading it as he ate some pizza. A little bit of sauce fell from his slice onto my chest near my nipple and he quickly bent his head and used his tongue to slowly scoop it out from my chest hair and then into his mouth. Even though I had just cum, my dick was already stirring, ready for more of what I hoped would be a lot more with father and son. 

“That was...something else,” Mark said. I briefly worried he might be feeling guilty but he didn’t look upset. I noticed his hand was slowly rubbing at his crotch as he reflected on what had just taken place. He hadn’t cum yet I reminded myself. That should keep him in the game I thought, making a mental note to keep it that way for as long as possible. He continued, “I’ve never gotten to see two guys go at it, and just a few inches from me. It was so....masculine. I guess that’s the word for it, sort of animalistic, raw...” He hesitated for a moment, “and then there was the fact that it was my son...my son who I love.  He was having such a good time and it was powerful, feeling that kind of fatherly love and that much arousal at the same time.” What a great father, I thought to myself and nodded in agreement. I was turned on my his calm and thoughtful attitude. The way he expressed himself directly and openly to both me, a new friend, and to his own son made it easy to relax around him. He went on, “The look on Tyler’s face when he had you in his mouth, he looked so happy and turned on…” again his voice trailed off but he continued to look over at me and Tyler, never showing any sign of embarrassment or regret. “I can’t lie and blame the pot, although it’s probably helping. When I was watching you two, watching my son suck your cock, Adam, and then holding his head while…Well, you know...It occurred to me that I haven’t had sex in a really long time.” He kept his eye contact with me as he slowly expressed himself, “I...I...have had thoughts about guys from time to time, I just never...” Then his voice trailed off and stopped for the final time as his son reached over and held his dad’s hand. 

“Dad, You can tell me anything. We’ve always been closer than any other son and dad I know. I’m really happy you and I shared...are sharing this experience. I think, for now,  we should avoid over thinking it, you know?, and for now, let’s just be in the moment, like Adam’s friend said, Let’s just be men and listen to our bodies,” Tyler explained in a warm tone that made him sound like the older, wiser one of the three of us.

I was struck by how proud I was of this young man sitting in my lap, naked and confident. I was overwhelmed by it and this time it was my hand that was on the back of his head, pulling his face to mine to kiss him. I used my lips to gently lead him to open his and allow my tongue to explore his mouth. I love kissing. Tyler let me lead the way and whimpered as we made out in front of his dad. We kissed, I licked and nibbled his neck, his hands trailed through my fur, his fingers pulled on my chest hair and his thumbs rubbed my nipples. When we came up for air his dad was grinning. He stood up and I could see his hard cock straining sideways against his zipper, slowly unzipping the unbuttoned jeans. He tried to excuse himself, “That was beautiful to watch, thank you son for letting me see some of this side of your life but I’m going to give you guys some time to be alone.”  I gently urged Tyler off my lap and stood to grab Mark’s arm as he turned to leave. He stopped and turned to face me. I opened my arms and pulled him to an embrace. His body slowly relaxed and melted in my arms. He let out a deep sigh and let himself rest against me, allowing himself to be held. I wondered how long had it been since another man held him. Probably not since he was his son’s age, being held by his own father. I held him there, enjoying the sexiness of our bare chests pressed together, his hair tickling my own hair, the gentle nudge of our crotches bumping together. With that there was also the pure, innocent pleasure of my skin touching another’s skin, and using my body to comfort and nurture another, reassuring him, man to man, he’s done a good job, he’s a good man, and that everything is going to be okay.

I’m unsure how long I held him there. I could have gone on forever like that. Then it got even better as Tyler came around behind his father and rested his head and smooth chest against his dad’s fuzzy back, reaching his hands around to feel how both of our bodies met each other, running his hands up and down our pressed flanks before resting his hands in the pockets of his father’s jeans, gently pressing on his dad’s thighs from within them. It was obvious, neither of us wanted his dad to go anywhere. To demonstrate this point, I lifted his smiling chin with one hand, as I ran the other gently up his neck and then held his head still as I moved my mouth over his. He tensed momentarily, his hands moved from my back to my sides gripping me tersely but before pushing us apart, they paused still holding me, they remained at my sides, then the hands relaxed their hold and began to caress and roam. Mark opened his mouth and kissed me deeply. 

Tyler slid himself around to watch closely as I made out with his father. Tyler’s hands rubbed our backs and flirted with our own hands exploring each other’s bodies. Tyler slowly withdrew to stand back and take in the sight in front of him as he slowly and openly wanked himself watching his father make out with the man he had just given his first blow job to. I stopped kissing Mark long enough to draw his attention to his son. Now, instead of our eyes closed, we watched Tyler and each other as we continued our heated kissing. My hand lowered his zipper, finally releasing his thick cock. His jeans dropped down, exposing his firm butt for my other hand to squeeze. I dropped my finger into the coarse hair that guarded his hole and rubbed there in gentle circles. He made a whimpering sound almost identically to the noise his son made earlier as I broke our kiss to lightly drag my mustache and lips up his neck to his ear. As I pressed the tip of my finger more firmly into against his hole, I gave his earlobe a gentle nibble and whispered into his ear, “I am the sharing type.”  He laughed and nodded. Satisfied that his dad was staying, Tyler grabbed another slice of pizza and sat down to eat it. While Mark and I were making out his jeans had dropped lower and were awkwardly stuck at his calves. He reached down to pull them up but I stopped him and instead instructed him to take them the rest of the way off. Tyler let out a cheer at the idea. Mark shrugged and complied. Like his son, he folded his jeans neatly and put them on a nearby chair. I sat down next to Tyler and this time, I patted my legs to invite Mark to sit on my lap. He smiled and maneuvered his body to sit on my lap briefly before sliding back a little to rest most of his weight on the booth bench while keeping his hairy legs draped across my lap, his feet came to rest in Tyler’s lap. Continuing to focus on his pizza, Tyler reached down and lifted his cock and balls from under his dad’s feet so that they rested across his father’s toes. I put my arm around Mark and used my free hand to bring a slice up to his mouth. He took a big, smirking bite. Like this we shared a few slices while the three of us kept our engines running with rubs, caresses, kisses, and tugs between bites.

“I’m ready for my next lesson Adam,” Tyler said as he rubbed his father’s feet.

‘What would you like to learn Tyler?,” I replied rubbing my hand down his father’s leg until I met Tyler’s hard cock and rubbed that.

“I want to know how to give a really good blow job.” 

“I think you’re a natural Son,” his dad chuckled, “I didn’t hear any complaints from Adam.”  Mark was right, mostly. Tyler did a great job for his first time. But it had more to do with his enthusiasm and eagerness rather than skill. There were a few things I could teach him and, hopefully, his father.

“Yes, I think we can jump to the intermediate lesson,” I offered, running my hand from Tyler’s cock back up Mark’s legs and then to his thick dick and heavy balls, “Mark, go ahead and jump up and sit on the bar.” I gestured toward the bar. He raised his eyebrows but did what he was told, looking both nervous and excited. I got up after he found his perch on the bar. I dragged away the stool in front of him and pulled up two table chairs to face where his legs dangled off the bar. I ran my hands up the inside of his thighs and opened them wide, allowing his balls to spill down and spread on the bar top, his erection swung up and slung pre-cum onto his furry belly. I turned to Tyler and said, “School’s in session.” Tyler quickly came and sat himself in front of his dad’s crotch. I sat next to him and gave Tyler a long wet kiss. After our lips broke apart I turned and took his dad’s thick cock in my hand and milked out a rope of pre-cum. “Stick out your tongue, Tyler.” He did readily as I used my other hand to gently maneuver Tyler’s head so the end of the rope of his dad’s sweet pre-cum rested on the boys tongue. “Taste it.” He curled his tongue, taking his dad’s nectar into his mouth. I involuntarily groaned as Tyler’s eyes closed as he savored his first taste of his stepdad. Mark was also watching intently. His cock throbbed and let out more pre-cum on its own. Tyler, seeing more of the sweet treat trickling out, rushed to pull more of his dad’s fluid onto his greedy mouth. 

“Hey guys, I’m so turned on I’m ready to pop...I don’t know how long of a lesson this is going to be,” Mark said breathing heavily. 

“That’s why it’s the advanced lesson,” I said, “True skill is keeping a guy on edge, begging to cum, but holding off until he can’t take anymore.” Mark growled excitedly. Tyler looked over at me, waiting for his next direction. “Can you smell that?” Tyler leaned in and tentatively inhaled his father’s scent. Once he got a whiff, he started sniffing hungrily, his nose just millimeters away from his dad’s engorged cock and full balls. I pushed his face into his dad and Tyler instinctively rubbed his face against his dad, trying to collect as much of his dad’s smell as he could. Mark moaned and spread his legs wider. Tyler went wild, burying his young face in his dad’s crotch, using his chin to lift his dad’s sack and then ran his nose across the smooth space just under Mark’s balls. Liking what he found there, Tyler parted his mouth slightly. His tongue darted out taking quick tastes of his dad. In between huffing in his stepdad’s funk, he delicately kissed Mark’s balls and inner thighs. The kid was a natural. Mark let out breathy grunts, his body practically vibrated with pleasure. His balls were pulled up into his sack and the head of his cock was a dark shade of red. I quickly but gently pulled Tyler’s head away from his dad. Who let out a whimper at the sudden withdrawal of pleasure. I carefully pushed Mark’s cock up and against his hairy belly, bringing his balls to his son attention. “When guys get close, their balls pull up and their cock head swells even bigger,” I explained as I nodded to Mark’s engorged, flushed cock head. Tyler nodded, listening closely, “When a guy is this close, you have to be careful.” I held Marks large orbs in my hand and leaned in and dragged the scruff of my chin across the sensitive flesh. Mark moaned and kicked his feet out in pleasure. “Your dad’s so close, any more will definitely make him pop.” Mark unable to speak, nodded his head in vigorous agreement. We paused watching Marks cock twitch, endlessly drooling pre-cum. Careful not to make contact with his dad’s throbbing member, Tyler leaned in and gathered some before giving me a deep kiss. While he watched his son and I make out, Mark’s hand reached for his cock and I slapped it away playfully. We continued as Mark groaned, moving his hips, humping the air desperately.

“You guys think you’re so cleaver, I might just cum from watching you guys make out,” Mark half joked. I took a break from kissing Tyler and slowly stood up to nibble on Mark’s right nipple. The blonde hair there tickled my nose. Mark let out a moan and I used my hand to pull on his left nipple as I continued to suck his right like a tiny cock. 

“His balls are really pulled up Adam!,” Tyler warned and I broke away from his dad, leaving Mark panting and whimpering, “While dad rests, can I continue the lesson on you Adam?,” Tyler said, now that both his dad’s cock and mine were at eye level with him. I tussled Tylers hair, stepped out of my jeans and lifted myself to sit on the bar next to his dad. Tyler, remembering what he had been shown so far, leaned in and inhaled my musk. “I wish I could have smelled you before we got into the jacuzzi. You still smell good but I bet it was stronger before.” I nodded. 

“Lick my balls.” Tyler eagerly dove in coating the hairy orbs with his spit. He’d take one ball into his mouth and pull away letting it gently roll out of his mouth, then take the other in his mouth and repeat it, making me grunt and moan deeply. Mark nuzzled his face against my hairy chest while watching his son worship my nuts. “Go ahead and use your tongue and pull out some more pre-cum from my piss slit.” He formed his tongue into a point and dug it into my piss hole and pulled out a string of pre-cum. His dad moaned and Tyler lifted himself slightly to share the juice with his dad. I too worried if I would pop before getting my cock in Tyler’s mouth. Next I instructed Tyler to open his mouth as wide as possible and to take as much of my dick in his mouth before he tightened his lips and then to use his tongue to run it up the underside of my shaft, followed by his lips. He nodded, took a deep breath and began. I felt his warm steamy breath around my cock before the wet velvet of his mouth enveloped me as his lips tightened around the middle of my shaft. His tongue pressed into the sensitive underside of my cock as his lips tightly began jacking my cock up and down. “Just like that,” I moaned, “Now try and take a little more of me. All on your own time. Don’t rush it.” Tyler was great at following directions. His dad watched as his son sucked my cock just as I told him to. As Tyler blew me, I ran my hands up and down his father’s body. His son’s mouth and his hairy firm body felt so good, I got lost in the pleasure of it all and was moaning freely.

“Tyler, his balls,” Mark said, bringing his son’s attention to my balls that had begun to rise, signaling my approaching orgasm. Tyler, slowed his oral assault on me and slowly came off my cock. This time it was me, whimpering and humping the air. “Ha!, how do you like that?,” Mark joked. Before I could answer, Tyler quickly swallowed his father, practicing what he had just learned. “Fuck!,” his dad exclaimed surprised at the sudden pleasure. Tyler moaned, his mouth stretched  around his dad’s thick cock. I sat back to watch the sexy show, allowing my blood to come back down to a simmer.

“That’s it,” I encouraged, “suck that cock, son. You love sucking your dad’s fat dick don’t you?,” Tyler moaned and nodded, his mouth full of cock. Twice he felt his dad’s balls pull up and he quickly came off his dad’s cock, digging his tongue around and under his dad’s hairy sack while Mark cooled down. Every time his son pulled off his cock, Mark would whimper and cuss in desperation. Soon It was taking longer for Mark to recover from these near orgasms. Marks breath was ragged. He was steadily cussing and nodding. Tyler’s tongue explored just under his dad’s balls. Hearing him respond with his sexy, manly grunts, I gently pushed Mark so his back was resting on the bar with his legs open wide, his furry balls on display in front of Tyler and I with his cock throbbing upward seemingly thicker than even before. As Tyler’s tongue went lower, I lifted Mark’s legs allowing his son access to his tight, hairy asshole. Tyler dove in to smell the spicy scent there. “Run your tongue over it boy,” I said. Tyler eagerly complied. His dad moaned steadily and occasionally cussing. “Good boy, tongue your dad’s hole.” Tyler looked at me briefly and then extended his tongue to a point and pushed it against his dad’s hole, wiggling the tip into the tight opening. His dad howled and pounded the bar top in ecstasy and frustration. “Yeah, tongue fuck his hole.” I encouraged and Tyler made an earnest attempt to fit as much of his tongue up his dad’s chute as he could. Mark reached for his cock again and again I intercepted. Instead I had him hold his legs up so his son could continue dining on his hole. Mark was shaking his head, withering in pleasure, desperate to unload. Jumping down from the bar, I gently pulled Tyler’s head and mouth from his dad’s asshole and gave him a deep kiss, tasting his dad’s musky ass on his tongue. He tasted really good. I couldn’t stop myself from diving in myself, tonguing him deeply and rubbing my scruff along the sensitive skin there. I stuck out two of my fingers and pushed them into Tyler’s mouth. Tyler instinctively drenched them with saliva and as I locked eyes with Mark, I slowly pushed two of my thick fingers into him, causing him to let out a gruff roar. His hole was hot and pulsing, it’s tight walls felt like wet velvet as it squeezed in spasms around my fingers. I felt his prostate swell. “I don’t think your dad can last much longer.” Mark shook his head in agreement. I had Mark lower his legs, leaving my fingers in his hole. Not pushing into him but gently rubbing his prostate in small circles.  Tyler stood up and kissed his father. He moved to kiss and nibble his dad’s neck, then lower to his nipples, then his tongue swiped at his belly button before finally engulfing his father’s cock into his mouth again. “Go ahead kiddo, make him shoot,” I said. Tyler tightened his lips and began working the beer can sized cock up and down slowly. I pushed against his prostate with more pressure, feeling it knot up. Mark howled out and his anal tunnel almost broke my fingers as I felt him contract to deliver 5 powerful spurts of cum into his son’s mouth.  As he came down from his orgasm, I slowly withdrew my fingers. Tyler hadn’t swallowed all of his dad’s cum as his lips and face were coated in it. It was just so sexy I couldn’t help myself, I started pumping my cock, aiming it at Tyler’s cum covered open, panting mouth. Mark slapped my hand away. Before I could protest, he began jacking my cock for me, and when I came he made sure my cum landed all over his son’s mouth and face. He then dove in for a cummy kiss, sharing his and my cum with his son.

Stumbling down from the bar, I found my jeans and pulled out one of the joints from my pocket and lit it using matches from the bar. I took a long drag and held it out to Mark who in turn took a long drag and instructed his son how to take a hit. We helped Mark off the bar and passing the joint amongst ourselves, cleaned up the pizza and sex mess and made our way back to the jacuzzi room. It was only 10 PM. 

by MileHighScribbler

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