Snowed Inn

We were soaking in relaxed silence, Mark was on one side with my arm around him and his son was on my other, his face nuzzled into my neck, running his fingers through my chest and body hair. The lights flickered off, the bubbles stopped, and the emergency light came on. 

“We better get out,” Mark said, “it’s going to get cold in here. With the power out, we might have to share our body heat to stay warm,” He joked warmly and we began to dry off.

“I have a fireplace in my suite.” I offered and so we gathered up our things and used the stairs to make our way to my room.

Once in my room, we shed whatever remaining clothes we had and put on the plush robes we found hanging in the closet. Tyler used the light from his phone to read the directions on how to get the gas fireplace running and after not too much fuss it began warming up the room. We pulled down pillows and the comforter off the bed, making a nice pallet for the three of us to cuddle up to the fire and lit another joint. In an hour it would officially be Tyler’s birthday. 

Mark was sitting up, resting his back against the sofa. He had taken my feet in his lap and were rubbing them skillfully. Tyler was lying on his side using my out stretched arm as a pillow watching the fire, his feet rubbing against his dad’s legs occasionally. Every time he did this, his robe would ride up slightly until the curved bottom of Tyler’s firm young butt was on display. His dad caught me looking. He winked and took his hands off my feet just long enough to lift Tyler’s robe higher, giving us a full view of the boy’s butt. I passed the joint to Mark then traced the valley of Tyler’s butt with my free hand and gently kneaded his cheeks. Tyler sighed in pleasure and moved to lay on his stomach. His dad watched as my fingers moved deeper to rub his boy’s hole. Mark exhaled a cloud of smoke across the boy and passed the joint to his son as he let out a thick string of spit to fall on the boy’s hole. Using it as lube I pressed the boy’s tight ring in hard circles. I was very high, very relaxed, and very aroused.

“I’m ready for my third lesson Adam.” Tyler said playfully. I swatted his bare ass playfully.

“You’ll have to give me a little more time to recover Kiddo. We’re all not 18 like you are.” His dad smiled at us and also took a turn at swatting his son’s behind.

“17 still...for a few more minutes. I can’t believe my boy is turning 18.” Mark said warmly, still massaging my feet.

“That’s right! What is your birthday wish Tyler?” I asked, ready to rally if the boy needed more cock, ever a martyr. I wondered if I had packed any viagra. I didn’t need it obviously but it was nice to use recreationally, when there was a young piece of ass that could go all night. 

Tyler raised himself up slightly then lay back down. “Let me think about that for a bit. Honestly, this has been the best birthday so far.” As he said this he opened his legs a bit more using one of his feet to rub up and down his dad’s legs. “I love you Dad.” He said sincerely and in the firelight, I saw his dad grin widely. 

“I love you too, Son,” Mark let my feet go to catch and rub his son’s. “Does that feel good?,” He asked Tyler.

“That feels great,” the boy said. I sat up next to Mark and watched this drop dead handsome man rub his cute boy’s feet. “Dad, can I ask you something?” Tyler said and glanced back over his shoulder. His dad smiled and said he could ask him anything. “When I was licking your butthole, did you like it?”

“Yeah, yes, very much, buddy. It felt great. It was the first time anyone had done that.” 

Tyler continued, “And when Adam had his fingers in your butt, how did that feel?” 

Mark looked at me directly and said, “It felt really good. Different but good,  I loved it. It was another first.” Tyler nodded, satisfied with the answers and turned back to the fire. Mark gave me a wink and raised his hands quietly. He then brought his palm down on his son’s ass cheek causing a loud clapping sound. “Time for your birthday spanking. One…,” he brought up his hand and repeated his spanking, “two...three...four...” Tyler had laughed and fought to get away at first but I quickly secured him for the rest of his dad’s assault. “Five...six...seven...” Tyler had stopped fighting, his butt was a soft pink now. His dad wasn’t hitting him hard but not gently either. “Eight...nine...ten...” Tyler had moved slightly and was lifting his butt up to meet his dad’s hands now. Mark and I shared a smile. “Eleven...twelve...thirteen...” Tyler was moaning now, really enjoying being held down and spanked. Looking over at his father. Mark was getting in to it too. His hands were falling a little heavier. “Fourteen...fifteen...sixteen...” On the 16th, the hardest yet, Tyler’s reddening ass quivered with the force of the slap. Tyler let out a sexy howl. He rose up briefly and before I could pull him back down, readjusted his hard cock so it poked down and could be visible from behind, trapped at that angle against the floor as his dad gave him his last few birthday spanks. Seeing his hard cock and hearing his moans emboldened his stepdad further and the last few spanks were downright hard. “Seventeen…,” Mark said through gritted teeth as he raised his hand high before bringing it down hard on the young man’s butt. Tyler groaned lustfully. “Eighteen!,” Mark finished before rubbing the boy’s red butt with both his hands in a loving way. “Hope I didn’t hurt you too much son.” He said caressing the boy’s mounds. 

“It hurt Daddy.” The way Tyler said “Daddy” made me get hard all over again. “Kiss it...Kiss it and make it feel better,” Tyler said sexily as he wiggled his enflamed behind. Mark looked over at me. I nodded and used my hands to spread Tyler’s butt apart, letting his father and me have our first full look at his tight cherry hole. Tyler’s dad lifted up his boy’s lower legs and feet in order to move up to his knees and then lowered his face down to his son’s freshly spanked red butt. He gently began to kiss and nibble at his son’s sore cheeks. He moved from one to the other lovingly, and then began eating his son’s hole in earnest. Tyler began to buck and moan, pushing his hole against his dad’s tongue. Mark didn’t need any tips from me for this. He took over holding his son’s butt open and used his tongue to thoroughly fuck his son’s tight pink, hairless hole. He gently chewed on the wrinkled flesh there briefly and then pushed the tip of his tongue into his son’s opening and wiggled it causing Tyler to shiver and bite his lips in ecstasy.

Mark had obviously gotten turned on by spanking the boy and now was aggressively eating his son’s butt. It was so hot to watch. No one was saying anything anymore. Over the sound of the fireplace I could hear the wet smacking sounds Mark’s mouth was making against Tyler’s butt. It was my turn to feel like the third wheel as son and dad were starting another deeply connected sexual session. Trying to be useful, when Tyler lifted his hips up to meet his dad’s assault I moved a pillow under him to keep him at a level that would allow his hole to be more accessible to his dad’s hungry mouth. When Mark came up for breath, I helped him out of his robe. Mark had taken to using the surplus spit that was dripping down the boy’s crack on to his balls as lube to slowly jack his son’s cock from behind as he continued to munch on the quivering hole. Tyler was moaning and muttering, clawing at the blanket. This went on for a bit when suddenly a loud ringing startled us. Mark and I jumped up in surprise. Tyler grabbed at his phone and turned off the alarm.

“I’m eighteen now,” He said looking back over his shoulder at us, his butt hole was sloppy with Marks spit and I swear I could see it quivering in the firelight. “I’m eighteen and my birthday wish is for you and Adam to take my cherry.” Mark was standing next to me, naked, his cock hanging thick at half mast due to the alarm, pulsing with every beat of his heart. I still had my robe on but it hung open, my own cock also regaining its posture at the sight of them both. Mark was silent while he considered Tyler’s request. After some consideration, he let out a small chuckle and shook his head in stoned disbelief. 

“Crawl over here and get our dicks harder,” Mark said lustfully, surprising me a little with his new dominant tone. Tyler didn’t hesitate and sexily crawled over on his hands and knees until he was in front of us. On all fours there, he stuck his hot butt in the air and nuzzled his head in first my crotch and then his dad’s. He leaned back on his knees and started working his mouth up and down his fathers cock slowly, moaning like a bitch in heat. “That’s right, boy, suck Daddy’s meat.” Mark had shed all inhibitions and was himself following his instincts. My cock was rock hard in response. I didn’t need Tyler to do anything. Even so, Mark pulled Tyler off his cock by his hair and held his head level with my erection. “Feed that cock to my boy, Adam,” He said and shoved his son’s mouth onto my dick. He held Tyler’s head while I slowly fed him my cock until his nose was in my pubes and his eyes were tearing up. When Mark allowed him to come off for air he continued moaning as he fought to get my cock back down his throat. Tyler had become a hot bottom bitch desperate to be used. His father and I were happy to respond to his energy.

Mark lifted Tyler up easily and tossed him on the bed playfully. “Tell us exactly what you want,” Mark demanded.

“I want you guys to fuck me. I want you to fuck me until my hole is full of cum.” Tyler pleaded as he got on his hands and knees, backing up until his ass was at the foot of the bed. His dad growled and grabbing me by the cock, walked us over to fulfill his son’s invitation. Mark resumed eating his son’s hole. Tyler was moaning loudly, begging us to fuck him. He wanted it so bad. I worried briefly if his desire was bigger than his asshole. There was no stopping it, the boy was getting fucked. I just hoped his dad and I would be able to break him in without breaking him. With Mark’s tongue buried in his son’s hole, Tyler’s eyes were mad with pleasure and he was moaning incoherently. His eyes locked with mine and then trailed down to my cock. He reached out for it. I knelt on the bed and shut him up with my cock. Mark looked up to see why his son had quieted down. Once he saw his son swallowing my cock he winked at me. “That’s right, get that cock good and wet so it can fit up this tight, little hole.” Mark’s new aggressive attitude was turning both me and his son on. I found myself also moaning incoherently.

“Are you ready, boy?,” Mark growled. Tyler moaned and nodded yes, his mouth stretched around my cock. Mark had stood up and walked over to where his boy was sucking my cock wetly. He kissed me and then rubbed his thick cock all over his son’s face leaving his slime behind while Tyler kept blowing me. He nodded towards his son’s bottom and I withdrew my cock from his mouth and took a step back. Mark grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear, “Gentle ok?” This man was so sexy.  I kissed him and he kissed me back passionately, “At least at first,” Mark winked and squeezed my cock.  I walked over to Tyler’s butt and lined my cock with his hole and ran the length of it across his virgin hole, leaving a slimy trail of his spit and my pre-cum. I watched Mark’s face as he watched my cock tease his son’s quivering hole. “Here it comes boy. Adam’s about to take your cherry.” Tyler let his dad’s cock fall out of his mouth to look over his shoulder at me, his face a mix of lust and fear. Mark then sat next to Tyler and then lifted Tyler’s top half and scooted under his son. Like this, Mark held his son who was about to get fucked. He rubbed his son’s back and kissed his neck, whispering that he loved him. Mark took hold of the boy’s ass cheeks and spread them open.

“Push out and don’t forget to breathe,” I recommended as I used my hand to milk out some more pre-cum from my dick on his hole. Both Mark and Tyler’s attention were on my cock and the boy’s virgin hole. I began nudging the tip of my cock head against his hole, adding more pressure than retreating until I began making headway into his tight, hot hole, opening him up nice and slowly. I reached under Tyler and milked a puddle of his pre-cum into my palm. I stopped my slow assault to coat my cock with it and then pushed back into him until the crown of my cock head sank into him. When it did Tyler let out a little squeal of pain, His hole clamped down on my cock head trying to stop the invasion. Mark lifted himself up to see the sight of my cock head resting in his son’s spasming hole. His father whispered for him to push out and breathe. I felt his hole give way slightly and I pushed in a little more then with just mostly my cock head in, I started a small rocking motion, not fucking the boy yet, just stretching his hole out a bit. Tyler moaned in either pain or pleasure, probably both. Mark reached his hands out taking hold of the length of my cock that hadn’t disappeared in his boy yet and milked it for me, adding more pre-cum to lube his boy’s hole. Then he moved his fingers to feel Tyler’s hole as it tried to stretch around my cock. I was really turned on and was struggling to keep going at it slowly. I wanted to shove the rest of my cock in the cherry hole and rape the kid while his dad held him down and listened to his boy cry and whimper like a bitch but I also really wanted everyone to enjoy Tyler’s first fuck. As I slowly gave him more of my rod, Tyler joined his dad and used his fingers to explore where our bodies met. He brought his hand up to his mouth and spit into it then applied the spit around his over-stretched hole. I used it to push another inch of my cock in. The widest part of my dick was now stretching his hole. This is my favorite part. I like hearing the noises a guy makes as their hole struggles with the thickest part of my dick until I push it past the tightest part of them and then their hole tightens around behind it and pulls the rest of me in. Tyler started to make a low groaning sound. We were at that point. His hole was stretched as wide as it will be until his dad’s beer can cock takes him next. Tyler’s poor little abused asshole didn’t want to give any more. His dad was reminding him to push out and breathe but all the breathing in the world wasn’t going to make Tyler’s hole dilate any more on his end. It was me and my cock against Tyler’s boy hole and I wasn’t going to turn back now. I steadily pushed more of me into the boys abused hole. He tried to push me back out, as they often do. Using his hands he tried to push my hips back. Ignoring the boy’s protests I increased my efforts to push the rest in. Mark held his boy’s head in his arms as Tyler hissed and whimpered “Let him in, boy,” Mark encouraged while watching my cock stretch his boy’s hole just up to the point of breaking. I hitched my hips forward to drive my cock home. Tyler howled and fought to get away. Mark grabbed his boy’s hands away from where they were trying to push me and my cock away from his broken cherry. He grabbed the boy’s face and sternly told his son to take my cock like a man. That this is what he wanted and that he was going to get all of it. I just about dumped my cum up the boy listening to his dad getting verbal. Tyler nodded and laid his head on his father’s hairy chest, lapping at his nipples but still involuntarily trying to move his butt off my cock. I pressed  into him with my weight, keeping him from going anywhere. Finally, balls deep in the boy, I stayed there until he stopped trying to wiggle away from my cock and the pain it was causing. His father did his part to keep Tyler turned on against the pain of having my cock lodged in the spasming hole, he kissed his son’s neck, pulled on his nipples and kept up the dirty talk, whispering in Tyler’s ears, “That’s it boy, take that big cock up your hole, baby boy. We’re going to fuck you so good you’ll be begging for more and then we’ll give you more boy.” Tyler moaned turned on by his dad’s words, distracted from the burning in his boy pussy. Mark’s dirty talk was having an effect on me too. “Adam and I are going to take turns using your boy hole anyway we want. We’re not stopping until you’re full of your daddies’ cum.” My lust eroded what was left of my patience. I began to piston in and out slowly. It was met with whines but also moans. I didn’t speed up but made a little punching motion as the last bit of my cock bottomed out in the boy on the downstroke. The sound of my thighs slapping against his cheeks when I did this reminded me of when Mark was spanking his boy. Tyler exhaled sharply with every thrust. Mark and I looked into each other’s eyes as I began driving my cock in and out a little more powerfully. He nodded, encouraging me to fuck his son with more force. Mark had fully switched into his aggressive mode now. I guess watching his son take cock triggered him. He was holding his son, whispering things like “You like that don’t you? Adam’s pounding your slutty boy hole” and “You feel that cock stretching your cunt? You’re really getting fucked now.” He was indeed really getting fucked now. I was fully pounding my cock into him, lost in the pleasure his tight little hole was causing. He had warmed up to it now too. He was back to moaning like a whore. He was begging for my cock. I fucked him hard and steady. His tight hole gripped my cock, milking it. Mark scooted himself out from under Tyler and knelt on the bed so he could push his cock into the boy’s moaning mouth. I wanted this to go on forever but my breath was getting ragged. I was reaching the point of no return. Mark’s hands felt up my chest and tugged at my nipples. I groaned in pleasure and I started using his boy’s butt more furiously. I held his head by his hair and forced him to take more of his dad’s thick cock into his over stretched mouth. The room was filled with the clapping sound of my hips against his. “Adam’s about to give you his load, boy. You ready? You want that cum, boy?”, Mark growled. Tyler did his best to enthusiastically answer yes around Mark’s cock.

I felt my cum began to boil over and I started jack hammering the poor boy. “I’m going to cum, boy. I’m gonna cum inside you. I’m going to fill you up.” Tyler muffled lust filled groans around his dad’s root grew louder and I buried myself in him as deeply as possible and unloaded my balls into the young man, grunting incoherently. Fully spent, I slumped forward, resting my weight on the boy as both him and his dad rubbed my back. When my cock softened and slid out of the boy’s wet hole I weakly raised myself off of the pair. Mark and I both assessed Tyler’s hole. It was red and a little puffy. It remained dilated, a thick stream of cum was leaking out. Tyler cooed as he used his hand to feel his abused hole. 

“Your turn,” I whispered to his dad. 

Mark nodded at me then his boy before leaving the bed to stand behind his son. He used his fingers to gather the cum that had leaked out and was running down the boy’s hole and then pushed some back into Tyler and spread the rest on his cock head. He then grabbed Tyler’s legs and flipped him over so he was again on his back. Mark grabbed the boy’s ankles and folded his legs back as he pinned down his son with his body and pushed his beer can cock up the boy’s cummy hole.  He held the boy’s head in his hands and kissed him deeply as he started lifting his hips to pound the boy. Once inside, Mark was too turned on to take it slow. Tyler ran his hands up and down his dad’s muscled back as the man used his son’s hole. It was a good thing Tyler was primed with cum, lubing him up to accept his dad’s cock without too much more pain. But there was pain. Mark’s cock was so thick, it was stretching Tyler’s already overstretched hole. The boy moaned into his dad’s mouth as Mark used his son’s pussy without mercy. This wasn’t going to last long. Mark’s pumping grew even more aggressive and as he got closer to breeding his son, he raised his upper body off Tyler while still keeping the boy pinned to the rocking bed with a hand gripped around the boy’s face, his thumb pressed into the boy’s mouth.  His thrusts slowed but became more forceful. Dad and son locked eyes and Tyler moaned out, “I love you” as Mark grunted and huffed his mouth opened but he couldn’t speak, he could only nod back. Moving around the bed to get a view of this stud fucking his son I took in the details of the hot scene in front of me: Some of my cum that Mark’s thick cock had rooted out of his son had pooled around the base of his cock. The cum that wasn’t matted to the blond hairs there had begun to travel down, some of it dripping off the man’s balls and some was deposited back onto Tyler just below his hole as the heavy orbs slapped against the boy there. Sweat had beaded up on the man’s furry, pumping butt. One of Tyler’s hands was on the small of Mark’s back trying to pull him in deeper, harder, faster.  The other gripped Mark’s forearm as he sucked his dad’s thumb. Making sure not to interrupt the man’s rhythm I reached for and took hold of the swinging nuts, weighing then in my hand, letting my index finger gather some of my cum there and brought it up to rub Mark’s hole as his balls pulled up and separated, preparing to breed the hole he was buried in. Mark looked over his shoulder at me and nodded moaning as I extended my finger so Mark’s thrusts pushed his hole on to the cum covered finger tip. Mark took hold of the boy’s leaking hard cock and after a few slow jerks he pumped an explosive orgasm out of the boy that sent cum flying onto the boy’s neck and open mouth. Mark fell silent, holding his breath as buried himself into the boy and deposited his load into his son. Still riding the waves of pleasure, he lowered himself down to his boy’s cum covered mouth,  kissing him deeply and feeding on his son’s cum. I laid down next to the pair and caressed them both as they came down from the fuck of a lifetime. Eventually Mark rolled off Tyler and laid next to me. He mouthed my neck as his breath slowly returned to normal. Tyler sexily took turns lovingly sucking the remaining cum from our cocks, licking our sacks and running his hands up and down our sweaty hairy bellies. Soon Mark’s breathing slowed into a deep and satisfied steady pace that let us know the man had drifted off to sleep.

“Happy Birthday Tyler,” I whispered as Tyler languidly mouthed my deflated sweaty crotch.

Tyler smiled up at me and released my left nut from his mouth to whisper, “So do you think my dad is gay?” We both looked over at the sleeping sexy man, his hairy chest rising and falling, his thick cock now flaccid was like a sequoia stump. A smile rested on his handsome slumbering face. 

“I don’t know Tyler. I hope so,” I whispered back, reaching down to tussle the boys hair. Tyler had slid up enough to rest his head on my lower belly, his body in the V of my open legs. “If so can I date your dad?”  

Tyler grinned widely. Before he could answer Mark opened one eye, said “Yes,” closed his one eye and continued, “to both” and then curled up against my side , extended his arm around his son and I and fell back to sleep.