Date: Fri, 19 Jun 2009 13:39:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Harry Rod <harryrod575@yahoo.com>
Subject: Looking After My Best Interests - Chapter 5

When Bruce pulled out, my dad had a can of water ready.  I stood beside the
road and he poured water over me.  It was cold, but it got most of the piss
off of me.  I swallowed some of it after I gasped at the cold.  And it
tasted great.

When he had finished, he tossed me a towel and said, "Good boy, Tommy.  You
really do get off on this."  He ruffled my wet hair and said, "And don't
worry, I'll keep looking after your best interests."

On the way back, Bruce said he would ride naked, if I had to.  So my dad
put me in the middle and the Bruce against the door.  "Now you do to Bruce
everything I do to you,"

"Yes, Sir," I said.  I turned and smiled at Bruce.  His grin went across
his entire face.

Dad put his arm over my shoulder and reached down and twisted my nipple.  I
reach over and did the same to Bruce.  He gasped a bit, so I wasn't as
rough with him as my dad was with me.  Then my dad brought his arm back and
dropped his hand into my lap.

He gripped my now hard cock and squeezed.  I moaned.  He always knew how to
turn me on.  I reached over and did the same for Bruce.

Dad then moved and rolled my balls around.  Bruce gasped at the feeling as
I did it to him.  My dad began to apply pressure to my nuts.  I knew I
would be able to take a lot more than Bruce, so I did his gently.  Still he
gasped long before I did.

Dad moved his hand again and slid it down my back and under my butt.  I
knew what was coming next.  But I followed instructions like a good son and
did the same to Bruce.  He gasped as I inserted a finger into his hole and
my dad had done to me.  Dad knew how to find that button and he would play
with it until I has begging him to let me cum or telling him I would do
anything he wanted.

I hadn't done this to another guy only to myself at my dad's instruction.
He loved for me to show men how I could please myself with my fingers.
They would always get a good laugh at seeing this high school guy fucking
himself with his own fingers.  So I had to feel around a bit in Bruce's ass
before I found the spot.

He jumped at first, but was soon wiggling on my finger. "You want to feel a
real man up there, Bruce?" my dad asked.

Bruce blushed so deeply, I could see it in the dim light of the cab of the
truck.  There was just the perception of a nod from him.

"So maybe I'll let Tommy fuck you.  He has never fucked a man before."  He
turned and looked at me and then at Bruce.  "Or did you want me to be the
first one in there?"

Bruce looked at me and I didn't show or say anything.  I knew my dad would
make this decision in the way he thought best.  I wondered what it would be
like to fuck someone.  I knew very well what it felt like to receive it,
but wanted to know what it was like doing it.

"Speak up, Bruce.  I don't normally let someone else make the decision."

"Tommy, Sir," he said meekly.

"Okay, that's settled.  When we get home I will show you both what to do."
I saw the look on Bruce's face.  I think he thought it would happen
privately between just us.

"And I suppose you want to try cocksucking, too?"  my dad asked turning to
look at Bruce.  Again, Bruce's face spoke volumes.

"I suppose I can break you in on that."  He reached over and ran his hand
over my head.  "I wouldn't want Tommy getting too used to being the top.
He so enjoys being used that I think it might turn him off to the whole
thing if he started being the one giving."

He smiled his usual smile and looked at both of us.  "Pop open that glove
compartment, Tommy."  I did.  Now pull out two of those dildos I have you
use to entertain the truckers as we drive down the road.  And that bottle
of lube."  I followed instructions.

"Now show Bruce how to lube it up and how you use it on your hole, so he
can see what to do.  Then he can try it himself."  He gave a deep chuckle.
Bruce's eyes got big as he saw the dildos and heard the instruction.

I lubed on up, pulled my legs up and apart and began to work it into my
hole.  Doing this in front of Bruce still made me feel strange, but I knew
that it turned me on.  I mean, here I was fucking myself with a dildo in
front of my friend.

Bruce watched as my dick jerked and dripped as I rubbed the toy against my
prostate.  Dad stopped at a stop light next to a truck.  He turned on the
dome light which made the driver turn and look in the truck.  His eyes went
wide and he grinned as he watched me fucking myself with the dildo.  I felt
a blush heat my face at being shown off this way, but my dick only got
harder.

Just before the light changed, dad said, "Bruce, you go ahead and give it a
try.  Tommy left you the smaller one."

Bruce lubed up the dildo with the driver watching.  Then the light changed
and both vehicles moved on.  The truck driver tried to keep pace with us as
Bruce tried to work the head of his dildo into his hole.  He gasped and
removed the dildo.

"Try a couple of fingers first, then," my dad suggested to Bruce.  Bruce
kept looking over at the truck driver as he lubed up his fingers and stuck
one in his ass.  He wiggled it around and I knew he was trying to find that
spot I had found.

At the next stop light, the truck driver lowered his window, so my dad did
as well.  "Those are hot guys you have in there!"

Dad laughed, "Yeah, my son and his friend.  They just can't get enough sex.
I am taking them home to fuck them both!"

The man's mouth made a big "O" and then he said, "I don't suppose you'd
want to share?" and he grinned.

Dad thought a moment and the said, "Well, I might let you watch, if you
want."

The driver didn't hesitate, "Yeah!"

Dad laughed again and said, "Follow us, then."  Dad switched off the dome
light then and we proceeded to our house.  Bruce managed to get two fingers
up his hole.

"Keep working that hole of yours, Bruce.  Stretch it out and massage the
ring.  You want to be able to get a dick up there and not rip or tear
something in the process."

I could see by the look on Bruce's face that the idea scared him.  He hand
shook as he reached down to reinsert his fingers and begin the massage
process in earnest.

By the time we reached the house, I was horny as hell from fucking myself
and Bruce was breathing heavily and his cock was dripping.  We pulled into
the garage and the truck driver pulled into the driveway behind us.

Dad turned off the car and had us get out.  The small light on the garage
door opener had gone on when the remote opened the door.  So if a neighbor
had been out and about they would have seen us.  I didn't see anyone as Dad
had us walk out and greet the truck driver.

Both of us were hard and the truck driver, whose name turned out to be
Todd, couldn't keep his eyes off of us.  "This is my son, Tommy and his
friend, Bruce."  Dad looked at Todd and then added, "Tommy is a bit of a
sex fiend.  He just can't get enough of it.  I constantly have to find guys
to use him to keep him satisfied."  He smiled at Todd's expression.  "Oh, I
do make sure that at least once a day, I fuck him and he sucks me off, but
that is not enough for him. He would wear me out if just I had to meet all
of his needs."

I was blushing during this as Todd looked me up and down.  I could imagine
what he was thinking.  `This high school hunk lets guys fuck him and he
sucks them off and he can't get enough of it! Damn!'

"So I try to find some of his friends or guys I know that will help me keep
him plugged up at both ends."  Dad reached around and put his fingers up my
ass and caused me to lurch a bit on the tips of my toes as I rose up to
accommodate him.  "Isn't that right, Tommy?"

My ears tinged and heated up as I said, "Yes, Sir."

"Bruce here is over for the weekend to help keep Tommy busy."  My dad
looked at Bruce standing there naked and hard, "And I think he wants to
learn a few things along the way as well." Bruce flushed red and dad said,
"Isn't that right, Bruce."

"Er, yes, Sir." He must have suddenly felt embarrassed, because he reached
down to cover his crotch.

"No need to do that with us, Bruce. You are a handsome young man," Dad said
in his charming voice.  He could be so charismatic.  Bruce beamed and moved
his hands to his sides.

"Let's go inside and make Todd feel comfortable," Dad instructed and we
moved to the side door.  Todd looked around the neighborhood to see if
anyone saw him entering a house with two naked teenage boys.

Dad must have seen him looking because he said, "The neighbors should be
used to seeing Tommy naked by now, so don't worry."

Inside, dad said, "Tommy, why don't you make Todd feel more comfortable."

"Yes, Sir," I responded automatically.

I went over and knelt in front of Todd.  I reached up and unbuckled his
belt.  Then I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.  I let them fall to the
ground.  He was wearing dingy stripped boxers that probably had been a navy
blue when they were new, but now were faded to a barely blue.  His aroma
filled my nose with an unwashed combination of sweat, urine and ass.

I saw his hands shaking a bit as I reached up to the waistband of his
boxers to pull them down.  But I pulled them down and was rewarded with a
view of his fast expanding wrinkled dick.  His nest of public hair was a
tangled mixture of brown and some grey hairs.  His balls had no discernable
hair.  They were egg shaped and hung close to his crotch.

I leaned in close and blew warm air across his crotch.  I felt his balls
with one hand and licked the head of his cock with my tongue.  He moaned.
He finished expanding and now pointed directly at my nose with six inches
of dick.  I took his dick to the root and then massaged it with my tongue
as I had been taught as I worked my way back to the head.  I ran my tongue
into his piss slit and then sat back on my haunches.

He reached for my head to pull me back onto his cock, but Dad said, "Not
just yet, Todd.  Enjoy yourself for a while.  Why don't you have a seat
there in that chair."

Todd shuffled over to the chair with his pants and boxers around his ankle.
Dad spoke gruffly to me, "Tommy!  Help him out of that tangle of pants.
You know better than that!"  I jumped to move into position on my knees in
front of Todd to help him get out of his pants.  I worked his shoes and
socks off.  His socks and feet stank of sweat and musky Todd.  So Todd
moved over to the chair stepping out of his pants as I held them down for
him.

I folded his pants, and shorts, stuffed his socks into the shoes and lining
them all up neatly next to his chair.  I looked back at my father to see if
I had pleased him.  He smiled at me.  "Good boy, Tommy.  Now I am sure that
Todd's feet are tired and all, so why don't you show him how you make them
feel better."

He looked at Bruce and said, "You can sit right there, Bruce.  You can
watch and learn what Tommy can do for you any time you want.  I want you to
feel free to use Tommy as you want.  He wants and needs this."  He looked
at Bruce benevolently and said, "And if you have ANY questions about
anything or you want to do ANYTHING, please just ask.  And don't be shy,
nothing you can ask will be wrong or bad or anything like that.  I want you
to learn what you want and do what you want to do."

Bruce blushed being the focus of attention, but his dick bobbed in his lap
as he sat there and listened to my dad.

I moved lower until my ass was pointing in the air and lifted one of Todd's
feet up.  I took the big toe in my mouth and began sucking on it.  He had
very pungent tasting feet, not at all pleasant to taste.  But I didn't get
to pick and chose whose feet I cleaned.

He sighed as I worked over his feet with my mouth and tongue.  He tried to
wiggle his foot out of my grasp as I ran my tongue along the arch of his
foot.  After I finished both feet, I sat back on my haunches as saw that
his cock was now leaking.

"Good boy, Tommy!" my dad said.  He had come over to inspect my work.  He
ruffled my hair.

"Now come over here and get me ready for you."

He went over and stood in front of his chair.  I removed his pants (he was
not wearing any underwear) and his shoes and socks.  When he was naked from
the waist down, he sat in the chair with his legs spread wide, so I could
access his dick and balls.  I bathed them with my tongue and got him nice
and hard.  He had such a big dick.  I loved the way the veins ran along the
underside and pulsed with his heartbeat.

I couldn't get both balls into my mouth at the same time they were so big.
But I cleaned each.  Then he moved down a bit and spread his legs more, so
I could clean his crack and hole.  He loved my hot breath on his hole and
my tongue working on his ass.

When I was done, he patted me on my head and said, "Good job, Tommy."  I
beamed.

"Now grab the lube and add some to your hole."  I did as he said, working
the lube into my hole.  I knew he was big and I could take him all but
wanted to make sure I was ready for him.

"Now go over there and sit on Bruce's dick and fuck yourself with his
dick."

I looked at Bruce who had gripped his dick and was slowly stroking it.  I
looked and Todd was massaging his cock as well.

I stepped up on the couch with a foot on either side of Bruce.  He looked
nervous as I lowered myself down onto his dick.  I had done this so many
times that at first I was just doing it, but then I realized who it was and
what I was doing and it made me feel embarrassed again.  But my cock
throbbed and I pushed myself down onto his dick, gripping him tightly with
my hole as I did.

He moaned softly in his throat as I settled onto his lap.  His eyes rolled
up into his head as he grabbed my waist and showed me the rhythm he wanted.
He didn't lift me, but just guided me as I raised and lowered myself on his
dick.

He began moving me faster and moaning more and more as he would pump his
dick up into my ass.  He was really pumping my ass and it felt great!  I
had him rubbing that magical spot on each thrust.  I was getting into the
whole thing and knew he was getting close.  I didn't know if I was going to
cum or not, but knew he was getting close.

He began to moan with a steady pace that was accented with a grunt as I
came down on his lap.  I felt his dick swell in my ass and knew it was
imminent.

He cried out, "Oh, Fuck!" and pulled me tight to his lap.  He pushed up
inside me as far as he could go and began to fill me with his cum.  I
clamped down tightly on him as his dick continued to spasm in my ass.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, Fuck! Oh, Fuck!" he said over and over again.  And finally,
he said, "Wow, that is such an amazing feeling!"

My dad said, "So I take it that was your first time."  He smiled gently at
him so he wouldn't take offense.

Bruce nodded with a goofy smile.  I knew he was probably feeling all kinds
of emotions and was bogged down in the reality of what had just happened.
I was looking at his face and he looked at mine and he was all moony.  I
felt like he wanted to kiss me or something.  That was something I hadn't
done with a guy.

I leaned into kiss him and my dad said, "Tommy, what are you doing!"  I
jerked back and feared that I had made him mad.

"No matter how much I tell him, he still tries to get mushy with the guys,"
dad said and I really blushed then.

"You mean you really have him doing this with other guys?" Todd asked,
stroking his dick slowly.

"Yeah, guys from his high school, guys I know, just about anyone.  He
really can't get enough.  I mean, can you imagine having a son who wants to
ride a guy's dick and suck a guy's dick?  He even wants to drink piss and
be covered in it."  My dad was really trying to humiliate me.  It was
working.  I was feeling ashamed as well as turned on.  I don't know why I
am wired that way.  He certainly knew how to push all my buttons.

"Even his coach from high school is coming over tomorrow.  Tommy said he
wanted his coach to fuck him up the ass, so he invited the coach over.  Can
you believe that?"

Todd's dick swelled.  "And you don't mind that his coach is going to, ah,
fuck him?"  Todd must have hesitated saying it, like he had a hard time
believing it.

"Naw.  I came to the notion that that is jus t the way he is.  So I try to
find guys who will help me out with him.  If I don't, then he ends up in
the restaurant men's room, naked and sitting on the floor between the
urinals, begging guy's to piss on him and to let him suck them."

Todd's eyes got bigger.  "Tommy, hop down from Bruce there and bend of the
end of the couch so Todd can have a go at your ass.  I think he wants to
feel what your boy pussy is like."

I went red again, but climbed off of Bruce, who whimpered at losing my warm
hole.  Bruce gripped his dick and kept stroking.

I bent over the arm of the sofa as my dad had instructed.  Todd moved up
behind me and pushed the head of his dick against my hole.  I pushed out,
so he could slide in.  He moaned as he slid all the way to the hilt in my
ass.  "That is one hot tight ass!" he said.

My dad laughed and then said, "Bruce, you want to come over here and try
tasting my cock?" He wagged it back and forth in his lap.  Bruce licked his
lips and looked from me to my dad's dick.  Finally, he got up and knelt
between my dad's legs.  I knew it was something that Bruce wanted to try.
But I was afraid my dad was going to be his usual rough self.  And I didn't
know how Bruce would react to that.

Todd began to pump away on my ass.  He had one hand on my shoulder and one
on my hip, forcing me back on him.  I tried to keep an eye on what was
happening with Bruce, but my focus kept being brought back to me as Todd
pounded my ass and rubbed my dick against the upholstery of the couch.

It was all getting to be too much for me and I knew that I was going to
blow soon.  I saw my dad holding Bruce's head down on his dick and Bruce
trying to push up on my dad's thighs.  My dad was really giving it to him.

But then it was back to me and I felt the wave rushing towards me.  I
gritted my teeth against the intense friction on my dick and knew it would
be any minute.  I gasped and began to spew cum on the sofas as Todd grunted
and pushed deep inside me while I clamped down as a result of my orgasm.

Todd screamed, "Fuck you, bitch!" as he pumped his load into me. "Fucking
boy pussy!"  he had both hands on my shoulders as he pounded in a couple
more strokes while he finished.

He pulled out and wiped his dick on my ass.  I knew what I was supposed to
do.  I turned and knelt in front of him.  I took his dick in my mouth and
cleaned it for him.  He patted my head while I did and said, "What a good
fuck toy you are."

Bruce was now bobbing up and down on my dad's lap without struggling.  My
dad was smiling at me.

Todd was gathering up his clothes and getting dressed again.  I think he
was embarrassed now, because he was nervous when he spoke.  "Ah, thanks, I
mean, that was great, and I, ah, need to go."

"You know where we live.  Stop back any time you want.  If I am not home,
but Tommy is, feel free to have him take care of you any way you want.  And
bring a friend along if you want," my dad said as he continued to guide
Bruce's head up and down on his dick.

"Ah, sure," Todd said as he slipped on his last shoe and didn't stay to tie
it.  He was out the door in a flash."

He lifted Bruce's head up from his lap, "You enjoying that, boy?" It had me
worried that he called Bruce, boy.  Bruce looked like he was in a daze.  He
nodded his head and looked back at my dad's glistening dick.

"You want to feel it in the other end?"  Bruce shook his head quickly.  My
dad laughed, ruffled his hair, and said, "Okay, but the weekend isn't over.
You just say the word and I'll give you a good ride!"  he laughed.  I could
tell that Bruce was falling under his spell.

"You want your liquid protein snack?" he asked Bruce.  Bruce nodded and my
dad pulled Bruce's head down on to his dick and started bobbing Bruce's
head again.  He chuckled as Bruce took dad's dick in one hand and his balls
in another.

"I think you both should sleep with me tonight," Dad said.  I wondered what
that meant for Bruce.

I knew I was worn out.  I sat back on my legs as I watch Bruce work on my
dad's dick.  Dad reached over Bruce's back and ran a hand along Bruce's
crack.  Bruce went rigid for a moment.

"Get over here and use your tongue on his ass.  Give him a real treat."  I
moved over behind Bruce and lift his butt up so I could get to his crack
and hole.

I both heard and felt Bruce gasp as my tongue brushed against his hole.
His rosebud closed up tight.  But I blew warm breath across his hole and
then began to lap at his hole.  He moaned again and pushed against my
tongue.  I was holding his cheeks apart so I could dive in deeply.  I knew
how my dad liked this, so I was trying to do the same for Bruce.

My dad had one made a seat out of an old toilet seat.  My head lay in this
cradle right below the ring.  When a guy sat on the seat, their butt was
spread open, ready for licking.  I think 10 guys sat on that seat one
night.  The others stood around and watched as I cleaned and rimmed hole
after hole.  Some of them would piss on my while I was working on their
hole and that only made them laugh more.

One guy was farting away and that brought gales of laughter from the rest
of the guys.  One guy wanted to shit on me, but my dad said I wasn't ready
for that.  That scared me.  I didn't want to have to a guy shitting on my
face.

The chair hadn't made the move with us, but I still had to rim dad and any
guy he told me to.  Most of the guys were clean.  It only bothered me when
the guy wasn't.  But that didn't stop me from doing what my dad told me to.
I knew he was looking out for me, trying to take care of my needs.

I continued to work on Bruce's hole which was relaxing more and more.  I
was able to get the tip of my tongue in a bit.  I continued working.

I remembered a time when my dad had taken me to this trucker station.  They
had a shower room where the truckers could take a shower while they were on
their long hauls cross country.  He had me strip and go into one of the
shower stalls but leave the door open.

He kept sending in any guy that wanted to have his hole cleaned.  I would
hear guys say as they walked into my stall.  "This kid wants to lick my
hole?  Man that is sick.  But if he wants to then, I'll let him.  Never
could get my wife to do this!"

"Hell, I couldn't even get my dog to do it and he licks his own hole!"
another trucker said.  That brought a roar of laughter and several guys
gather round to see me licking guy's hole.

Guys pissed on me, jerked off on me, and did whatever they wanted while I
was licking the other guys' asses.  After about an hour or so, my dad told
me I could get up.  The guys thanked my dad and laughed even more when they
found out I was his son.  Dad made me walk out to the SUV naked.  I had to
get into the back of the SUV because I was covered in piss and cum.

I thought we were going home, but he just drove over to the car wash, made
me get out and he hosed me down there in front of the other truckers, who
pulled their air horns and waved as they drove out.  I think several
regular cars saw me as well.

Once I was cleaned off, he threw me a small blue shop towel and told me to
dry myself.  After I was dried he let me get in the front seat of the car.
I had to stay hard all the way home.  And as usual, give the truckers a
show, if we pulled up next to one.

But a SUV load of college students drove by on my dad's side and saw me
through his window.  They were laughing and pointing me out to their girl
friends and taking pictures with their phones. I blushed a lot that day.

I heard my father groaning and that brought me back to the present.  I knew
what it meant.  I was trying to push Bruce over the edge as well.  I saw my
dad push down on Bruce's head burying his dick in Bruce's mouth while he
flooded Bruce's throat.

Bruce gasped as he lifted his head free at last.  I moved up at that point
and saw the cum dripping down his face.  I wondered if that was the first
time Bruce had tasted cum.  It took a moment for Bruce's eyes to focus.
When they did, he still looked dazed as he wiped cum from his chin.

"Lick your fingers clean," my father prompted as he squeezed out the last
of the cum from his dick.  He wiped this on Bruce's leg.

He ruffled Bruce's hair again.  "Did you like that, Bruce?" he asked.

Bruce, still in a daze, nodded his head and used his tongue to try and get
another gob of cum off of the side of his mouth.

Dad stood up and Bruce backed away pushing me back.  He stretched and said,
"I am bushed.  I think it is time for bed."

We followed him as he turned out the lights and led us upstairs to the
bedroom.  There was the one queen-sized bed with rumpled sheets and
blankets.  I moved to straighten them out.  When I was done, Dad said,
"Tommy come here and clean your dad's pits.  I like to be clean before I go
to bed."

I looked at Bruce to see what his reaction was going to be.  I think he was
still not clear headed after giving what was probably his first blow job.
But Bruce watched as I moved over and applied my tongue and mouth to first
his right arm pit and then the left.

"Bruce, Tommy will sleep in the middle.  If you wake up and need to use
him, just go ahead.  And no need to get up to go to the bathroom, just poke
Tommy and he'll be there to drink up your piss."

Dad pointed to the center of the bed as he lifted one side of the covers.
I crawled in and then dad did.  Bruce went over to the other side and
looked at us as he got into bed.  I had wanted a chance to talk to him
about everything, but it didn't look like I was going to get that.

Dad pulled me close to him so he could spoon with me with his dick wedged
between my ass cheeks.  "Tomorrow morning, Bruce, I'll teach Tommy how to
fuck you.  We can do it when we wake up and before breakfast," my dad said
in a hushed voice to Bruce, as if he was telling him a bed time story or
something.

Bruce turned his back to me.  I ran a hand down his back and he shivered.
I wanted to talk to him about if he really wanted to get fucked or not.
And I wanted to talk to him and explain that I was alright, he should be
alright with everything and that my dad was just looking after my best
interests.

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