The Neighbor

I had been in my apartment for roughly six months after my dad said I needed to be out on my own. Oh, he didn’t support me at all. I lived with him for two main reasons.

The first was to help him out some on some medical bills from my mom’s stay in intensive care before her death when I was fifteen. The second reason was the fact that he and I were sexually connected and had been since shortly after mom‘s death.

It began when I was all of sixteen. He had said that he had to be out of town on business one Thursday night. It was arranged for me to spend the night with my best bud, Clay. However, we convinced his dad that we were responsible enough to stay at my and he gave in.

It was about seven when we returned to my place. The house was empty and clay and I went to my room and quickly stripped and got in bed, kissing and fondling each others cock.

Then, about nine, we heard my dad enter, talking to another man. We heard dad say, “It’s clear. He thinks I’m out of town and is staying over at a buds of his.” We heard them enter dad’s bedroom and say, “Give me a kiss and settle down. Everything’s cool.”

Seconds later, dad said, “Let’s get these clothes off and have fun. I’m in the mood for a long hot sixty-nine, and maybe some ass fucking.”

We waited a moment, then I eased my bedroom door open and we eased out and down the hall to my dads bedroom. Peering in, we saw my dad and another man hungrily sucking each others cock.

After a few seconds, the other man jumped up and said, “Oh, shit. We’re not alone like you said we would be.” It was then that I recognized the other man as one of the young guys that worked for my dad in the warehouse.

Dad jumped up and was at the door before either Clay or I could move. Grabbing us he led us into his room where the other man had slipped on his jeans, and was shaking like a leaf in a wind storm.

Very calmly, dad asked, “Son, did you get a good look at what we were doing?”

“Yes, sir, we did,” I replied. I had always been totally up front with my dad for the most part so I said, “We were here to do the same thing.”

“You and Clay were sucking each other when we arrived?” he asked.

“Yes, sir, we were,” I answered nervously.

“Son, I can’t be upset with you for doing the same thing I do. If you want to, you and Clay can go back to your room and continue or you two can join us.”

“I’d like to join you,” I said. “I’ve wanted to suck your cock for a while.“

He looked over a the other man and said, “Jim, you have met my son, haven’t you?”

“Yes, we’ve met at the office before,” he replied.

“Do you mind if they join us?” Dad asked.

“No, not if you don’t,” he replied as he started removing his pants again.

Moments later we were all naked in dad’s king bed and I was sucking my own father’s cock for the first time and loved it. Later dad sucked me as I sucked Jim and Jim sucked Mike. After the sucking episode, we did a lot of kissing and fondling before I told dad I wanted to fuck him.

Moments later Jim and Mike watched as dad and I fucked each other for the first time. It was awesome being on my back with legs pulled up and dad fucking my ass as we kissed.

Then, dad and Jim were fascinated watching Mike and I suck and fuck each other. I had to be honest and say that sex with my dad, both oral and anal, were the best I had ever had so far. And what amazed me was how calm dad was when he saw us watching them, and his reaction to me admitting that I enjoyed male sex also.

Dad and I had sex in some form daily and we often shared our partners with each other, but he insisted that I needed to be on y own. He assured me that we would continue to have sex often.

He helped me find my apartment and said that from what he saw, I might find a neighbor to service. I felt fairly sure he was right although there was a mix of both males and females as well as husbands and wives. My dream had been to have sex with a husband either behind his wife’s back or with her watching.

I had been there about three months when I met Joe. He was in his mid to late twenties and was single, damn good looking and extremely friendly and personable.

Joe was in the next building over from mine. It started out as a casual hello when we saw each other at the pool or mail boxes. The more we ran into each other, them ore I wanted to get to know him better, even if just as a friend.

We were at the pool one Saturday and after visiting for a while, I asked if he would like to join me at my place for a beer. He smiled and said a cold beer sounded great.

We walked back over to my place and I grabbed two beers from the fridge. After handing him one I said, Joe, may I ask you a personal question, and if it’s too personal lease say so.”

“Okay. What’s your question?” he replied.

“How come a young man as friendly and handsome as you are is still single? If it’s none of my business just say so.”

“I’ll be glad to answer the question under one condition,” he said.

“I can agree to that. What is the condition?”

“You have to keep what I say completely private. If it gets out, and my boss finds out, it could mean my job.”

“I give you my word that whatever you say will stay just between us,” I told him.

“Mark, I’m gay. I only have sex with other men,” he said.

“And you could get fired for that?” I asked.

“Oh, yes. My boss thinks that all gay people are evil and mentally ill. He refuses to employ any gay persons.”

“Well, I have a secret for you, and you must keep it to yourself.”

“You have my word,” he said with a smile.

“I’m gay also. To me there is nothing hotter than sex with another male.”

“When you said you had a secret also, I suspected what it was. I feel so much more at ease with you now.”

“We can be ourselves and say what we want, and not be ridiculed,” he said, taking a deep breath. Then he smiled and said, “May I say something else?”

“Sure,” I told him.

“When we first met, there was something about you that intrigued me. I liked being around you, and felt comfortable, but I didn’t have any idea we liked the same thing.”

“Well, if you had knocked on my door, there would have been a delay before I answered the door. I am usually nude when home.”

“Same here,” he replied.

“Joe, would you like to have dinner here with me tonight?” I asked. “We can relax and just be ourselves.”

“I’d like that, Mark. What time and what can I bring?”

“You can bring a dessert if you want to, and what about six, and we can eat about seven or so.”

“Sounds good,” Joe replied.

“Oh, since you will be the only one I’m expecting, the door will be unlocked so there is no need to knock. Just come on in.”

“You got it,” he said before giving me a hug before leaving.

I hurried to the store to get what I needed then returned home and began preparing our dinner. Around half past five, I had everything under control, so I headed for the shower. Once I got out and dried off, I stayed nude wondering what Joe’s reaction would be.

Just a few minutes after six, Joe arrived and came in without knocking as instructed. He found me in the kitchen and handed me a cake he had bought as I said, “Make yourself at home. Beer’s in the fridge.”

“You got one or do you need one?” he asked. “Get me a fresh one,” I replied.

Nothing was said about me being totally nude and he retreated to the living room and when he returned to the kitchen he, too, was totally nude.

I couldn’t help but check him out. Joe was mainly smooth with a small amount of hair around his nipples and in the center of his very muscular chest. Then from his navel down, was a thick trail of brown hair culminating in a thick bush at the base of his cock.

Protruding from the bush was a beautiful uncut cock approximately seven and a half inches in length and thick. Below the cock was a beautiful pair of large round balls in their hairy sack.

He knew I was checking him out just as I knew he was checking me out. I didn’t know about him but my mouth was watering and my hole puckering in excitement.

We talked casually while I finished dinner, then sat down to eat. Conversation was casual and friendly while we ate, and more about work. Once we had finished dinner, he insisted on helping me with the clean up and once we were done, he stepped up to me, hugged me passionately and thank me for a wonderful meal and evening. I smiled at him and asked, “Is a hug all I get?”

Joe smiled and leaned in and gave me a kiss, offering me his tongue. We traded tongues for a moment then parted. Both our cocks began to stiffen, when Joe looked Into my eyes and said, ‘I know what I want for dessert instead of cake.”

“Can’t we have both?” I said with a smile.

“I don’t see why not” he replied as he sat on the sofa. Instantly I sat next to him and things advanced from there.

Joe left my apartment the next morning around nine after a night of sucking cock, fucking ass, rimming, and giving each other golden showers in the bathtub.

As he left, and after another hot kiss, he said, “Next time, I’ll fix dinner.”

“Just tell me when,” I replied.

Later Sunday afternoon, I saw him at the pool, and as we visited, no one had any inclination as to what we had done the night before, and would do again in time.

The following Friday night, Joe had me over to is place for dinnere and we repeated the action that had transpired during his visit to me the weekend before.

After several more episodes, I asked him if he would be interested in having a three way. He said it sounded awesome and asked who I had in mind.

Looking at him and smiling I said, “My dad.”

“Are you fucking serious?” he said after regaining his composure.

“Yep. My dad and I have been active together since I was in my teens.”

“Man, just say when, and I’ll be there.”

“Want to make it a full weekend? From Friday evening until Sunday evening?”

“Fuck yea, It sounds awesome,” he said.

“Is this coming weekend okay with you?” I asked.

“Hell yes!” he exclaimed.

“I’ll give him a call and set it up and tell him we will meet him at our lake house. It’s totally private and we can have sex outdoors all you want.”

“Oh, man, a fucking dream come true. Sex out in the fresh air and with a father and son together,” he said with a big smile. “I’ve always wanted to do a father and son together.”

“I love sex with him,” I said.

“You have to fill me in on the details,” he said.

“I’ll let him give you the details,” I replied with a grin.

I called my dad and told him of the plans and he said he was looking forward to it. “Oh, and dad, I told Joe that I would let you give him the details of how we started together.”

He laughed and said to make sure he was sitting down.

Friday arrived and Joe called me shortly after lunch and said that he was taking the rest of the day off and could leave at ay time.

I said I was leaving work in about ten minutes and would meet him at his apartment. I arrived just after one and all we packed for the weekend was our toiletries. No clothes.

We hit the highway and after about half hour on the open freeway, I felt Joe lay his hand on my right thigh. Very casually, I reached down and pulled it up to my crotch where he felt my boner.

It was about the same time that I passed a semi rig and heard the driver sound his horn. Undoubtedly he had seen Joe rubbing my cock. We wondered if he was upset or jealous. I had found that most drivers play when on the road.

We arrived at the lake house and I pressed the remote to open the gate. After making sure the gate closed behind us, I drove through the winding drive through the thick brush to the clearing where the house was.

As we drove up, we saw dad get up out of a lounge chair and wave toward us. As I had predicted to Joe, he was totally naked. I introduced them and dad casually gave Joe a hug and a kiss.

“Well, guys, the beer is in the fridge and good and cold. You two go get comfortable and something to drink and w you come out, bring me a fresh one.”

We took our toiletries into the house and stripped and grabbed three beers from the fridge. We joined dad standing out by the fire pit overlooking the lake and as we did, dad turned to me and gave me a long passionate kiss, saying that it had been too long since we were together.

It was so hot watching dad and Joe suck and fuck each other. In most instances the one getting fucked was also sucking the third man.

Joe soon learned that dad and I both loved being on our knees and having others hose us down with their piss. The more pissing on me at one time, the more excited I got. My record up to that point had been fourteen but I wanted more. I loved it in my face and mouth.

At one point, dad was fucking Joe who was in turn sucking me and dad started pissing in Joe’s hole. Joe stopped sucking and said that it was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. I knew that I loved it when dad had done it to me and me.

All too soon, it was time to head home. If we hadn’t done it during the weekend, it hadn’t been thought of.

As we drove back home Sunday afternoon late, Joe told me repeatedly what a great time he had. I assured him that we would do it again, and hopefully with a much larger group. He said that he would love that and asked how many it might be.

“At our last one, there were seventeen guys there, and I don’t think there was more than maybe five minutes that someone wasn’t having sex. It was constant between someone.”

As we drove back, Joe said the closest he came to having sex with family was with a cousin when he was a teenager. He said he remembered seeing his dad’s cock and would have loved to suck it.

Early in the week, dad called to asked how Joe enjoyed his weekend. I assured him that it was all he could talk about. I said that I had told him about the large groups we occasionally had there and he that he said he would love to be involved in one of those.

“I think I just might have to schedule one, and invite Joe,” he said.

“Dad, I enjoyed it also. You know I always enjoy sex with you.”

“Same here, son. You’re the greatest.”

True to his word, dad scheduled a large party for the lake house three weeks later. Besides Dad, Joe, and I, there were twenty-three other men ranging from twenty-one to fifty-two years old. Joe was like a kid in a candy store, not knowing which cock to go for first. On numerous occasions I saw Joe with a cock in his ass and mouth at the same time. But who am I to talk. I did the same thing myself, as did my dad.

For me, one of the highlights came on Saturday afternoon, when dad and all the rest of the group circled around Joe and I. we were on our knees, our backs together and all the other men pissed on us simultaneously. I have always loved receiving a golden shower.

That was over a year ago and Joe and I get together abut once a week or two. And one weekend a month we three way with my dad.

Joe still wishes he had been able to have sex with his dad. He sees how close it has brought my dad and I.

And to all you men out there that have the opportunity to have sex with your dad, do it. It’s something you will remember forever.