Back home Jay and I facetimed each other on WhatsApp, usually with him wanking for me. He could fire jets over his head. He also fingered himself while wanking. A few months later, he invited me for the weekend, saying that he had told his parents all about me and they wanted to meet me. I was overjoyed at the prospect of having him inside me again. I made sure I douched well before I left. He lived a short bus ride from me, so I packed a change of clothes in a backpack and caught the bus early Saturday morning, arriving at his nice detached four bedroom house at 10am. Jay met me at the front door and welcomed me in with a kiss, and introduced me to his parents. His dad was an older version of Jay, still fit as fuck. His mum brought coffee through to the lounge while Jay to my bag to his bedroom. He had an older brother, but he was no longer at home. "Jay had told us all about you", his mum ventured. 'Christ, how fucking much', I thought. "Said you were very good in bed" 'Oh my god, fucking hell' "No secrets in this house", his dad chipped in. "We knew Jay was gay when he was about six. It doesn't bother us, he's a beautiful young man with a heart of gold". Jay looked decidedly embarrassed. "Jay said that you like your beer, so we'll take you to our favourite pub for lunch. As it's a nice day, we'll have a barbecue this evening. After coffee, Jay took me upstairs to his room so that we could have a proper kiss. I felt his hardness through his jeans and desperately wanted it inside me.
Back downstairs, mum said, "Why don't you two have some quality time together before lunch, dad and I don't mind, just close the window if you are gong to make a noise". 'Bloody hell', 'she's very open minded,' I thought, so we excused ourselves upstairs. I noticed Rob had bought a bottle of lube. It was on a chest of drawers. We took our time getting to know one another's bodies again. I kissed my way down his gorgeous body, taking care to nibble both nipples. When I got to his penis I was in heaven. I held his shaft and licked his scrotum, then back to his cock and swallowed it, giving him head. He pushed me backwards onto the bed and climbed on top of me, It was my turn to be festooned with kisses and a blow job. he pushed my legs over my shoulders with his strong arms and rimmed me. Precum dripped into my mouth. The time had come. With us both lubed, I held my breath and relaxed. Slowly, he edged all the way in, hands beside my head, he could just about kiss me. He spat on his knob and began to pump, slowly at first, soon speeding up. I hadn't even noticed his dad standing in the doorway, wanking. Harder and harder Jay fucked me, making me cum unaided, cum spewed onto my face and into my mouth. A final flurry and I was superbly bred. At this point dad stepped forward and put more cum on my face. Jay showed me to the shower, then it was dressed, back downstairs, and off to the pub. We sat in the beer garden. "They fuck well, mother", his dad said. 'For fuck's sake', I thought. A couple of pints and lunch and we returned. In the afternoon, Jay and I went for a stroll along a riverbank, stopping now and then to kiss, or see how far we could piss. Jay won. We lay in the long grass, kissing and idling the time away. Suddenly, he said, "I think I'm falling in love with you, I get butterflies in my stomach just thinking of you". I leaned over and kissed him passionately. The insatiable man was hard again. "Do you want to risk doing it here?" I asked. "Yeah, why not?" I'll have to use spit as lube, it should be okay". We shuffled out of our shorts and boxers, leaving our T shirts on. Hidden by the grass, we made love in the open air, the danger of being caught adding to the excitement. I didn't cum, Jay did, in buckets, as usual. We had just tidied ourselves up when two fishermen walked by. Close shave.
The barbecue was lovely, dad did the cooking, with plenty of cider and Prosecco to go round. After we had eaten, we sat round watching the sun go down. Jay's dad put his arm round me. Jay nodded and mum made herself scarce. In front of his son, he undressed first me and then himself. His dick was at least as big as Jays. We kissed and made out on the lawn, before he rimmed and then mounted me. Jay encouraged his dad, who fucked me for England. As his orgasm approached, I tossed myself and blew a huge load. Saturday evening and I'd been bred twice by Jay and now by his father. With it getting chilly, we gathered our clothes and went inside. More Prosecco and bed, sleeping in my boyfriend's arms.
Sunday morning, I was up, douched and showered before anyone else rose. I found the kettle and made myself coffee, and headed into the garden in the nude. Half an hour later, a naked Jay came wondering into the garden. "Morning sleepy head", I said, smiling and blowing him a kiss. He sat beside me on a picnic bench and kissed me on the neck, whispering, "I want to fuck you again and again, and so does my dad". My ass was going to get a lot of punishment. A few minutes later, his parents arrived, dad in Calvin Klein briefs, which had a job to hold his junk, mum in a thong, her tits bouncing as she walked. I didn't have long to wait for the action to start. Jay's dad pulled his dick out from the side of his briefs and presented it to me to suck. 'Bloody weird family', I thought. If sucking him in front of the family was weird, that was nothing compared with Jay giving his father a full on snog. I then had two dicks to feast on while mum pulled the thong to one side and frigged herself. The next thing I knew I was hoisted up and laid on my back on the table. Jay produced lube from somewhere, (this had obviously been preplanned). They lubed me and took it in turns to ravage me. They shagged me in unison for 45 minutes, spitting on their cocks and adding more lube. Mum gave herself an orgasm long before first Jay and then his dad bred me. I wanked and blew my load.
We chilled for the morning. More coffee, then dressed and went to the pub for Sunday lunch. In the afternoon there was time for Jay to put on a performance in the garden again, followed by his dad, using his son's cum as lube. Knackered, I packed my belongings and headed to the bus stop. On WhatsApp, I promised Jay I would visit them again, once my ass had recovered. He sent me a picture of cum over his chest.
