The Bus Trip

Two weeks after graduating high school, I turned eighteen.  My parents divorced when I was ten after dad caught her fucking two guys at the same time.  One of the guys wanted her to live with him but he did not want any ‘brats’, as he put it, in his life.

Mom gave up all custody rights to dad and we made a great life for ourselves.  At thirteen, dad confessed to me that he was gay and I had no problem with it, because it made him happy and I liked his male friends that visited.

In our state, seventeen is the legal age of consent, and knowing what men did together, I was curious.  Dad had never allowed me to see him in bed with another male, but when I asked questions about what they did together, he was honest with me.

Like I said, I was curious and at seventeen, I began finding other men to have sex with.  At first, since I had engaged in sex with several different girls from school, it felt strange, but the more I did it the more I liked it.  Within about three months, I had no interest in the female anatomy, but I loved checking out men’s anatomy.

After six months of having frequent sex with other males, my age and older, I confessed to dad, and said I would love to go to bed with him.

“Mark, you are my son.  It just wouldn’t be right,” he insisted.

“Dad, if I wasn’t your son, would you want to have sex with me?” I asked.

“Hell, yes, in a heart beat.  You are one good looking, well built specimen.”

“Just forget I’m your son for an hour or so and let’s show our love for each other.”

“I’ll have to think it over, son.  I’m torn about what to do.”

I let it drop, but only until that night.  Dad and I knew that the other person slept nude and had at times, seen each other nude at home, but we didn’t live that way.

Once I knew dad was in deep slumber, I eased into his room and onto his bed.  There he lay, totally nude and uncovered.  Gently laying next to him in a sixty-nine position, I gently lifted his cock and eased it into my mouth and began making love to it with my mouth and tongue.

Within seconds, he was totally hard and I began sucking him lovingly, striving to get his load.

After a few minutes he awoke with a start, then realizing it was me said, “Son, I love what you’re doing, but it’s just not right.”

Pausing momentarily, I said, “Dad, I’ve never talked to you like this, but shut the fuck up and let me do my thing or start sucking me in return.”

I returned his hard cock to my mouth and continued sucking and a moment later, I felt him grasp my cock and after just a few seconds, his hot wet mouth closed around it.

I didn’t know how dad felt, but I was so turned on having my dad’s cock in my mouth, it didn’t take me long to climax, but before I reached my apex, dad reached his and began firing volley after huge volley of thick delicious cum into my mouth. Instantly, my cock exploded, and together, we devoured every drop of each others cum load.

After pulling off, I quickly flipped around and kissed hima nd he instantly returned the kiss. Holding each other tightly, our tongues explored each others mouth.

After the kiss, he held me close and said, “Son, I swear, I think that just might be the hottest sixty-nine I have ever had.”

“Dad, I know it was for me, and I hope it can be a regular encounter.”

“I don’t see why not,” he began, “since I hope you will start sharing my bed every night, unless I have company.”

“How can I refuse an offer like that?” I said.

We kissed again and afterward, dad pulled the covers over us as we cuddled with my head on his shoulder.  I awoke the next morning to find dad sucking me slowly and lovingly.  After accepting my load and swallowing, we kissed and I began sucking him.

Since it was daylight, we both completely enjoyed watching the other suck our cock.

Dad and I had sex daily after that unless he had company.  Two nights after our first sixty-nine, I got dad hard and when he saw the lube in my hand he smiled.  Seconds later, I was steadily lowering my body on his rock hard cock and it felt awesome. After fucking my ass and filling my hole with his load, he insisted that I do the same to him.

There were occasions when he had a male guest visit overnight and I was invited to join in and I loved it.  Dad and I both loved watching the other have sex with another hot male.

I had expressed interest in traveling around the country, stopping when I wanted and seeing the sights.  As my graduation present, dad bought me a debit card in my name, to travel by bus where ever I wanted.

With my bag packed, he saw me off on my trip one Saturday morning.  I didn’t check my bag, just in case I decided to make an unscheduled stop.

One of my stops was in a small town in Kentucky, and after a couple of days seeing the sights, I continued on my way, catching a bus that left town at seven at night.

The bus was almost full, and I noticed that he last seat in the back next to the toilet, was occupied by a young Marine.  I headed back and after asking if he minded if I shared the seat with him, he smiled and said, “Be my guest.”

I slipped my bag into the overhead rack and sat down, saying, “I’m Mark Davis,” and offered my hand.  Reaching out to shake it, he said, “Pleasure meeting you,  I’m Brad Sims.”

I sat down and judged Brad to be in his early twenties and about six one or two in height, and around a hundred and ninety pounds.  From the way his uniform fit, it was obvious that he was extremely muscular.

I asked where he was headed and he said that he was on leave, on his way to California for the last three months of his enlistment.  When he asked where I was headed, I told him about my graduation gift from my dad and he said I must have an awesome dad.

“I do,” I replied, “in more ways that one.”

When I said that, he looked at me out of the corner of his eyes and smiled slightly.  I wondered if I had said too much, but since he didn’t know anything more than my name, I added, “We have a special relationship.”

“I did also with my dad before he was killed in an accident.”

“I expressed my sympathy and changed the subject.  We talked softly as we traveled, and around ten, we quieted down and he read a while before turning out his overhead light.

Most of the passengers were attempting to sleep and there was only a soft glow along the floor of the aisle.  Since we had left the terminal, several passengers had got off.  It was near eleven when I decided to ‘test the waters’, so to speak.

Brad was sitting on my left by the window, and I had my left ankle up on my right knee with my left hand resting on my left thigh.  

Pretending to be asleep, when I felt the bus hit a bump, I let my left hand slide off my thigh and onto Brad’s right thigh, close to his crotch. After a few minutes, I casually let it slide closer to the ‘V’ formed by his legs.

A  few seconds after that, I was surprised when he very gently slid lower in the seat, spreading his legs open more.  

My heart began to race , thinking that he may be enjoying my hand where it was.  Then, he reached for a small bag on the floor between his legs and after quietly opening it, he extracted a small blanket about six foot square, spreading it over both our bodies from the waist down.

Then the unexpected happened.  

Very casually, he slipped his right hand under the blanket and very gently picked up my left arm at the wrist and laid my hand directly on his crotch. I had no problem noticing that his cock was rock hard.

If he wanted me to play with it, then play with it I would do.  I began to gently rub and squeeze his boner.  After a couple of minutes, I felt him unzip his uniform pants and extract his cock, placing my hand on it.  As I began to fondle it, his right hand slipped over to my crotch,  and began unzipping my jeans.

Being commando, he had no problem extracting my cock.  There we sat, on a Greyhound bus, playing with each others hard cock.  I adjusted my position giving him easier access to my cock with my head near his shoulder.

Turning his head toward mine, he leaned forward slightly and turned more and pressed his lips to mine.  Immediately, I offered my tongue and he accepted and offered his.

All the seats within two rows were empty and the bus was dark.  Very casually, he lifted the blanket and leaned over going under the blanket.  Suddenly, his hot wet mouth closed on my cock and there going down the highway at over sixty miles and hour, he sucked my cock dry, swallowing every drop.  Once he sat back up, I did the same to him, and his load was huge and exceptionally sweet.

After getting him off, we kissed again and in a whisper he said, “In the morning when we stop for breakfast, I want to talk to you.”

We pulled into the terminal in a mid-size town and once alone asked, “Mark, I have thirty days off before I have to report in California.  Would you mind if I traveled with you for a while?”

“Fuck no, Brad.  I’d love it.”

With a smile, he said, “Let me get my bag and go inside and see id I can cash in the rest of my ticket.”

He had a porter retrieve his checked duffel bag and hurried inside. After several minutes, he came up top me and said, “All done. Now, what is on our agenda for today?”

“Well, first off, how about a nice hot shower and some rest in a nice soft bed.?”

“Perfect,” he replied.

Walking to a near by motel, he asked how I was paying for my trip. I was honest and told him dad had set up an account in my name and given me a debit card to use. “He monitors the account and when it needs it, he makes a deposit into it.”

“Now that I one awesome dad.  I’d love to meet him sometime.”

“I would like you to and I know he would like to meet you,” I added, then said, “Brad, what would you think if I said I had sex with my own dad?”

“I would think it was great and that you were one lucky young man.  I used to have sex with my dad, and it was awesome. Having sex together brought us so much closer.”

“Yea, I know.  It has done the same for my dad and I.”

“What I loved the most was me on y back, legs raised and dad fucking me while he kissed me lovingly.”

“We do that and it is awesome,” I replied.

We got to the motel and I checked us in.  the clerk was a man around thirty or so and when he handed me the key, said, “Enjoy yourselves,” and had a sly grin on his face.

“You can bet he knows what we’re going to do,” Brad said with a laugh.

“He was obvious, wasn’t he?”

We entered the small but exceptionally clean room with one king bed.  After dropping our bags Brad stepped up to me, wrapping his arms around me and kissed me hungrily, yet passionately.

After we parted, he smiled and said, “Being in the military, it’s not often that I can do that with another man.”

“have you been able to have sex with any other Marines?” I asked.

“When I was in Iraq, it was more prevalent there.  We had absolutely no sexual release, so most of the guys would engage in either oral or anal sex, including a lot of the officers.  Over there, no one cared if you were gay.”

“Did you say some officers had gay sex?” I asked.

“Some, yea.  I spent numerous nights in bed with our unit commander, a major.  We only had oral though and lots of hugging and kissing.”

“Was he married and did he suck you in return?”

“Yes to both.  He didn’t feel that oral was cheating on his wife.”

We had undressed while talking and by now we were both totally nude and boned.  Smiling, he said, “It’s been so fucking long since I had the opportunity to be nude with another guy, in anticipation to sex with him.”

 Looking at my hard cock, Brad smiled and said, “Mark, please fuck me.  It’s been too long since I gave up my ass.”

Moments later we were in bed and I was buried in Brad’s ass as he moaned in pleasure.  I fucked him to completion and he said how much he had enjoyed.

Smiling, he said, “I don’t know which I like best, a cock in my ass or a cock in my mouth, but my favorite is a good cum facial.”

“That makes two of us,” I added, before asking him to fuck me.

Moments later, I was on my back, and Brad’s cock was up my ass, working it over as we kissed passionately.

After filling my ass with his hot load, I asked if he would do me a favor.

“Sure, what is it,” he asked.

“Put your uniform back on while I call my dad.”

“Do what?” he asked.

“Just do it and fast,” I said sarcastically. “Just your shirt and pants.”

As Brad slipped on his shirt, pants and jacket, I dialed my dad’s number, putting him on video chat.

“When I introduce you to my dad, I want you in uniform but after he see’s you take it off. I want to make him jealous.”

Dad answered the call, saying, “Hey, son. How’s the trip going?”

“Great, dad, but I wanted to let you know that there will probably be more expenses.” 

“That’s okay, but why?” he asked.

“Well, let me introduce you to a friend.” Turning the phone camera so dad could see Brad, I said, “Dad, meet Corporal Brad Sims, USMC.  Brad, meet my dad, Tom Rivers.

“Nice to meet you, Brad,” Dad said.

“Nice to meet you also,, sir.”

After turning the camera back so dad could see me, he asked, “Okay, Mark, what’s the deal?”

I filled dad in on meeting Brad on the bus and that he was on his way to California on thirty days leave before finishing out his last three months of enlistment.  

“Dad, before Brad’s dad was killed, they had the same relationship with each other that we have.  Since he didn’t have to report for another three and a half weeks, I invited him to travel with me. He said yes, and he cashed in the remainder of his ticket.  Before it’s over, if he needs my help, I am going to help him.”

“Son, I’m proud of you for helping our service men. In fact, pay all his expenses with your card.  It’s my gift for his service to our country.”

I glanced at Brad and the expression on his face was unbelievable, and I said, “Dad, he heard what you said, but you tell him yourself.”

Dad started talking before I turned the camera toward Brad, and when he saw Brad totally nude, he said, “Mother fuck! No wonder you want him traveling with you.” 

Then returning to what he was saying before seeing Brad nude, he said, “Brad, it is my honor to pay your expenses while you are with Mark.  You two have some fun.”

“Thank you, sir, and I know my dad would thank you also if he were here.”

“Brad, what is your specialty in the service?”

“Inventory control and management, sir.”

“Very interesting.  What are your plans after you get out?”

“Right now, I don’t really have any,” Brad said.

“Well, I might have something for you.  Get our address from Mark and come see us after you get out.”

“Thank you, sir,” Brad said.

“Mark, look, you two have some fun on me.  I have to run to a meeting and solve some minor problems.  And listen you two, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, and stay safe. Talk to you later, boys.”

“Bye dad,” I said.

“Mark, your dad sounds nice and man he is damn hot looking.”

“You have no idea.  He’s fucking hot in bed also.  You’ll find out when you visit us.”

“Really?  You really want me to visit?”

“I didn’t tell you this, but dad owns six auto parts supply stores, and is planning on opening more.  I feel sure he is considering you for a manager position.  I can read him like a book.”

“Any chance it would be in town where you two live?” he asked.

“Hey, I’ll make sure of that,” I said before kissing him.

“Just out of curiosity, how old is your dad?”

“Thirty seven and in bed he acts like a horny teenager.”

“Have you ever joined him in having sex with his buds his age or older?”

“Oh, yea.  In fact, about two weeks ago, I had sex with him and a bud of his who is forty and the guys sixty-five year old dad.”

“Fuck, no joke?” Could the old man get it up?”

“Oh yea and his loads were huge.  He shot two down my throat and one up my ass.

“I definitely think I need to visit the two of you after I get out.”

I dropped and started sucking his cock and when he began his climax, I took his cock out of my mouth and had him shoot his load all over my face.  Once he was through, he leaned down and licked me clean, eating his own cum.  Then, he sucked me off and had me cream his face and I was pleased to lick him clean and eat my own load.

Laughing, he said, “I started eating my own cum when I started jerking off to prevent my dad from finding my socks with dried cum on them.”

“I think a lot of teen boys probably do the same thing,” I said.

Brad and I later fucked each other and for the rest of our trip together, we had both oral and anal every night, often more than just once each.  On several of out stops, we managed to find a third male to join us, the youngest being seventeen and the oldest fifty-five, who loved getting fist fucked.

Brad and I were alike in the fact that we both loved piss on us and in us.  When alone, we always drank each other when we needed to urinate.

All too soon, we arrived in California and had one last night together having sex all night, and it was better than great.  

With one final kiss in private, I told him to be sure and visit us.

I met two other Marines in a bar near the base and took them to my motel room and had a wild three way.  Both were married and in their late twenties, but they both loved sucking cock and getting fucked.

I returned home and started college and six weeks later, I got a call from Brad.

He had called numerous times and I recognized his number.  Not knowing who might be near him, I kept our conversation off sex and very general.

“Mark, is your dad still wanting to see me when I get out?” he asked.

“Definitely, bro. I was right about the job offer if he thinks you will fit in and I’m sure you will, with your experience.”

“Well, I have two weeks left before I start my last thirty day leave.  At the end of my leave, I have to come back for a couple of days for my discharge.  I was thinking of visiting for a whiloe and talking to your dad about the job if that’s okay.”

“Hell, yea.  When would you arrive?”

“Well, I’ll leave here two weeks from tomorrow and it’s a three day bus ride.”

“Hold it right there. Let me get dad in here.”  

I called my dad and told him the situation and he got on the phone with Brad and told him that there would be an airline ticket waiting at the airport and that we would meet him on arrival.

The two weeks dragged by but eventually, the day arrived and I met Brad at the airport.

Once home, I gave him a proper hello kiss with dad watching and after introductions, Brad said hello to dad with a kiss.

The three of us talked and dad questioned brad about his work responsibilities, then took him to one of the stores and showed him around and the inventory system.  Brad showed that he totally knew the system and how it worked and after leaving, we drove home and once inside the three of us sat down and talked and dad formally offered Brad the manager position of a new store in town opening hopefully in two months.

“Once you are discharged, move in here with Mark and I.  We have more than enough room and I wouldn’t mind having an adopted son around.”

Brad smiled and said, “I’d like that sir.”

Dad took us out to dinner and after returning home, Brad and I went to my room and dad went to his. Looking at Brad, I said, “Let’s get comfortable and head for the pool.”

Smiling, Brad said, “If I remember right at some point when we were traveling, you mentioned that you and your dad lived nude, right?”

“Right, so that means lets get naked and go swimming.”

We stripped and headed for the pool and as we passed through the den, dad came out of the kitchen with a beer in hand, also totally naked.

We stopped to tell him what we were doing and dad smiled and said, “Seeing the two of you standing there nude, is so fucking hot.”

“Well, then, why don’t you join us and have some fun,” I said.

Smiling, dad immediately agreed and after diving in, dad had brad and I sit on the side of the pool and alternated between our cocks. There wasn’t much swimming but  lot of cock sucking and ass eating.

Then dad said he wanted to sit back and watch Brad and I pleasure each other.  What he really wanted was to watch another man fuck my ass, and he got his wish.

It wasn’t all sex.  Some days dad took Brad to the office and introduced him to what his job would be.  At one of the stores, Brad asked dad about one eighteen year old warehouse worker.

“Is Stan gay?” Brad asked.

“I’m not sure, why?”

“If he’s not, then neither am I.  He has been starring at my crotch ever since we walked back here.” 

“Let’s find out,” I said.

Dad returned to the store office while Brad and I stayed in the warehouse area. When we would notice Stan checking us out, one or the other of us would casually brush against the others cock with our hand.  It wasn’t long before we noticed a boner bulge in his jeans.

Walking up to him I said, “Hey, Stan, come on to the back with Brad and I.  We need your help with something.”

Once in the back, I had Stan start restacking some boxes and while his back was turned, Brad and I both opened the fly of our pants and took out our hard cocks, and began to slowly stroke.  

When Stan saw us he froze then a smile came across his face. “Why don’t you join us?” I said.

He came over and took out his beautiful, rock hard cock and instantly, I dropped and began sucking it.  As I did, Brad stepped up onto a box, putting his cock at almost the height of Stan’s mouth and Stan immediately gulped it into his mouth and began sucking it. Before it was over, Brad and I had shared Stan’s cum load and he had devoured both mine and Brad’s load.

That weekend, I invited Stan over to the house and he got to suck and fuck his big boss, my dad.  But in return we all got to deposit our cum loads up his ass.

Stan confessed that both of the guys working the counter were into cock as was the inventory control guy.

Dad then instigated a plan.  He had an investigator check out each employee to determine who was into cock and who was straight.  Those not into cock were terminated for one reason or another.  By the time Brad received his discharge from the Marines, all the stores were staffed by men into cock.  A few were married but still loved giving and receiving oral and anal sex.

Then it became a tradition that one weekend in the spring and one weekend in the fall, all employees were invited to our lake retreat for a weekend of unadulterated gay sex.  Anything and everything was allowed except scat. Piss showers, piss drinking, cum baths, cum facials, sucking and fucking were all done openly with whom ever wanted to join in allowed.

It’s been four years now and Brad now calls my dad, dad. He is my brother as far as we are concerned, and dad refers top us as his two sons.  The company orgies still take place and the number in attendance has grown to over fifty.  You have never lived until you lay down on a picnic bench, and have everyone in attendance jerk off in your face or open mouth.  

I should know.  I’ve done it numerous times.