Date: Tue, 9 Sep 2008 11:18:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Harry Rod <harryrod575@yahoo.com>
Subject: Looking after my best interests

I came home from high school a little late.  I had stopped on my way home
to pick up some stuff for dinner.  My dad had given me a list and some
money.  Since starting my senior year in high school, he had come to depend
on me more and more.

I walked in, wondering what was in store for me this afternoon.  I saw him
sitting in his usual chair in his really loose gym shorts.  It seemed that
was all he wore around the house any more.  It accentuated his strong
masculine physique.  He had a patch of hair that covered his pecs and led,
in a trail, down to his navel and on down to his crotch.

He had kept me working on my fitness all through high school, so that I was
in good shape as well.  We had our own workout room all set up; so we could
train every day.  I looked forward to those times together; they had really
helped us bond even more.

But what surprised me was that my new friend from school, Bruce, was
sitting across from him on the sofa.  I had just met him last week.  He had
just moved in to the neighborhood, because his Dad got a job at the plant
in town.

He seemed to have a fairly normal family – Mom, dad, sister, and a dog.
It was just my Dad and I, and had been as long as I could remember.  But it
wasn't until last year that he had seemed to pay me much attention.

Bruce was sitting there, fidgeting as he watched me enter.  I put the
groceries away quickly, and wondered how long Bruce had been there, and
what he and my dad had been talking about.  Those thoughts made my heart
beat faster.

I returned and sat down next to Bruce, after saying hi to him once again.
I looked over and saw that my dad's balls and dick were exposed through the
leg of his shorts.  Bruce would not be able to avoid seeing them either.  I
wondered how long he had been sitting this way.

"Bruce wanted your assistance with some project he has for school.  I told
him I knew that you would be able to help him with anything he needed."  He
smiled at Bruce, and then at me.

Bruce nodded his head. "You know, that research paper we have on American
History."  He seemed nervous as he talked with me.  I could see his eyes
dart now and then, focusing at the leg hole of my dad's shorts.

"And I have been asking him about school and how he likes it."  My dad
smiled.  He always had such an engaging smile.  I think he could charm
anyone.

"He was telling me all about his classes, and all.  I was just asking him
about the girls in his classes."  Now I knew what was making Bruce nervous.
He didn't have a girl friend, and seemed very shy around girls at school.

"Now, I know that all you young guys think about is sex.  So I told him
that he could watch porn over here anytime he wants to." He smiled that
intriguing smile of his.  "I understand how it is at your age.  Can't keep
your hands off of it!"  He scratched at his crotch, and I swore his dick
swelled a bit.

He flipped a button on his remote, and the TV turned on, and a DVD began.
It must have been in the middle of some vid, because the moaning and
groaning filled the room as the couple on the screen fucked away.

I was used to watching these kinds of vids with Dad.  It was a daily thing;
sometimes twice a day on some days.  But I didn't know about Bruce.  His
eyes got really wide, and I saw him reach down to adjust his pants.

I looked across, and my dad's dick was growing.  Bruce's eyes flicked
between my dad's crotch and the screen.  I wondered if this was the first
time he was seeing a man's dick getting hard.  My own dick was growing
inside my shorts.  I pressed my palm down on it to adjust it.

Soon, my dad's dick was rock hard and poking out of the leg of his shorts
and straight up.  Bruce's mouth made an "O" when he saw this.  His own
shorts were now tented, and he didn't seem to be trying to hide it anymore.

"Looks like the movie has gotten you boys all riled up; not to mention what
it has done to me."  He pointed to his own pole.

"Tommy, why don't you take off your shorts like you usually do when we
watch these vids," my dad said to me.  I blushed.  I didn't know how Bruce
would react to this.  This was something I often did with my Dad, but only
a couple of times with other guys from school.

But knowing my dad, I stood, pulled off my t-shirt, and then dropped my
shorts and boxers.  I now stood naked and hard in front of my dad and my
friend.  Bruce's eyes were glued to my six inches of thick dick.  I had a
thick bush of black hair, just like my dad's, and two egg-sized balls.

I started to sit down, when my dad said, "Aren't you going to make your
daddy comfortable, too?"  Now, I really reddened.  But I obeyed, knowing
the consequences, but dreading that Bruce was seeing this.

I moved over, knelt between my dad's legs, and pulled down his shorts.  He
lifted his ass off of his chair so the shorts would slide freely.  Soon,
they were a puddle at his feet.  He lifted his feet, and I slid the shorts
off.  He now sat there naked, hard, and with me naked and hard at his feet.

The shock on Bruce's face was evident.  He looked from me to my dad.  I
knew my dad had the smile on his face.  "Tommy takes good care of his
daddy." He ran his fingers through my hair.  I felt my ears redden.  My
heart was pounding, as I wondered how far my father was going to take this.

"Why don't you make Bruce comfortable as well, Tommy," my father said,
patting my head.

I moved over to Bruce.  I didn't know if he was going to jump and run, or
what.  My hands trembled as I lifted his t-shirt off over his head.  Sweat
trickled down my sides, as I reached for the button on his shorts.  I
unbuttoned them, and slid the zipped down, while watching his face.  He was
looking at my dad.  I turned and saw that my dad was stroking his thick cut
dick.  It was longer and thicker than mine, and his balls were goose egg
sized.

He lifted up, so I could slide down his shorts and briefs.  His dick bobbed
free.  Blond hair surrounded his perfectly proportioned dick.

I removed the shorts from his ankles.  He now sat naked,, as my dad and I
did.  There was no pretense of watching the porn vid now.  So my dad had
turned it off.

"Show Bruce how you make your daddy happy," my dad said with a smile in his
voice.  My whole body went crimson, and heat suffused my body as I turned
and leaned over my dad's crotch.  I sucked the head of his dick into my
mouth.

"Oh, yeah, Tommy, that makes daddy feel so good!"  I knew how to please
him.  I had done this for nearly a year now.  And somehow, the humiliation
of having to do this in front of Bruce was making me hornier.  I think my
dad knew that about me, and it is why he did these things.  But I was so
afraid of what Bruce might think, or who he might tell.

"Now show Bruce how you really make daddy feel good," he said, as he lifted
me by my armpits.  I started to climb up on the couch facing him, but he
told turn and face Bruce.  Bruce was now stroking himself, as he watched to
see what I would do next.  Shame washed over me, and I lowered myself down
to my dad's cock.  He used the lube he kept in the side pocket of his
chair, and smeared it on his dick.

I then had to spear myself on his dick.  Bruce and I locked eyes, as I
lowered myself onto my dad's dick.  I had gotten used to this as well.
But, again, having to do it in front of Bruce was making my emotions roll
around in my head like tennis balls in a dryer.

"That's a good boy, Tommy," dad said, as I bounced up and down on his dick,
fucking myself with his dick.

This went on for several minutes, while Bruce watched in amazement.
Finally dad said, "Well, we shouldn't be leaving our guest out of this,
Tommy.  Why don't you go over there and make him feel welcome."

I pulled myself off of his dick, not liking the empty feeling I now had.
But I knew what I was supposed to do.  I knelt between Bruce's legs and
leaned in to take the head of his cock into my mouth.  He let out a gasp,
and I thought he would cum right then.  I kept my head down as I worked on
his dick.  I couldn't look him in the eyes.

He moaned and humped up into my face, as his hands held the back of my
head.  I used my tongue, suction, and my hands to stimulate him to the
maximum.  I knew he was getting close.  My dad must have read the signs,
because he said, "Looks like he could use some real fun now, Tommy."

I raised up, and saw the hurt look in Bruce's eyes.  He didn't want me to
stop.  But I climbed up onto the sofa and lowered myself onto his dick.  I
was facing towards him, and he looked into my eyes, with his mouth wide, as
I slide down his pole.  His groan was louder this time, and more animal.

I began to work up and down on his hard dick, as I squeezed tightly around
his dick the way my dad had taught me.  I saw his eyes glaze over and lose
some of the disbelief that had been there.  He humped up into my ass, and
then gripped my hips and pulled me down firmly on his lap.  I felt his dick
spasm, and knew he was there.  I felt the hot spurts in my ass as he shot.
His eyes rolled up into his head, and a guttural sound escaped his mouth.

Then he sat there, panting, as he reengaged his mind.  In his eyes, I saw
reality click back.  His mouth went wide again, and I rose up off of his
dick and stepped down.  "Looks like you did good, Tommy.  He looks quite
satiated," my father said.  I looked at Bruce, as he tried to fathom what
had just happened.

"Since you did so well, Tommy, you can show Bruce how much that turned you
on to service him."  I knew what this meant, as well.  I lay down on the
floor at their feet and began to pound my cock.  I knew it wasn't going to
take much, because, despite all the humiliation and shame, I was so turned
on.  I felt the rush coming, began a deep moan, clenched my teeth, and
began to shoot ropes all over my chest and stomach.  Soon, I was panting to
get my breath back.

"Now clean yourself up good, Tommy, and then you can do Bruce as well," he
said.  I wiped up my cum and licked it from my fingers.  Then, while Bruce
looked on incredulously, I sucked his cock deep into my throat and cleaned
it all up.

"Bruce, I want you to feel free to visit us anytime.  And I want you to
know that Tommy is available to you any time you want.  He is quite
versatile, and there is not much he can't do."  He smiled again, as he
stroked his dick.  "And if you know any other boys from school that might
be interested, just bring them by here after school and introduce them to
me.  I like to see Tommy getting to know the other boys in school."  He
smiled that winning smile of his, and I knew that he was just looking after
my best interests.

Comments, suggestions, and photos are always welcome.
Harryrod575@yahoo.com.

Have fun

harry