Date: Mon, 14 Sep 2009 17:01:38 -0400
From: Eric Westwick <xoxogossipguy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gossip Gay 8 - Gossip Man

Here is the 8th chapter of my Gossip Gay story. It is in the celebrity
section under male/male. Thanks!This is a story about characters from the
television show Gossip Girl.  It is a work of fiction and the author does
not claim any knowledge about the private lives of the actors and this
story implies nothing about their sexuality.  I do not own these
characters, adapted for television by Josh Schwartz and Stephanie Savage
and produced by CSB Paramount Network Television, Warner Bros. Television,
College Hill Productions, and Alloy Entertainment. This story takes place
after the events of episode 2.07 "Chuck in Real Life"

Spotted - N slumming it in Brooklyn. He's staying with Lonelyboy's family,
but rumor has it that he's not sleeping on the couch. WIth N's dad in
trouble with the feds, who will make that twink say "Oh, Daddy!"?  You know
you want me. xoxo - Gossip Gay


	Rufus Humphrey came home from his
gallery in Brooklyn. He wasn't feeling much like art today; he'd
rather mope about Lily Van Der Woodson, the love of his life who got
away. Again. When you're a has been musician, it's hard to get away
from your old hits in music and in love. He reached his hand in his
vintage jeans and stroked his hard dick, remembering all the action
he got as a rock star in the 90s. Rufus was a total DILF, but the dad
part of that was the problem. His duties cooking waffles as the
single father of two kept him from loving like a rock god. As he
closed his eyes and leaned his head back, preparing to go to his
room, he heard a moan coming from his son Dan's room. It was
definitley a masculine grunt; Dan must be in there with his
girlfriend. Rufus heard someone stirring I n the room, and pulled his
hand out of his pants, trying to look nonchalant.
	Dan's door opened, and out
walked...Nate Archibald!? Nate had been squatting with the Humphreys
in Brooklyn while his rich family worked out some embezzlement
issues. Rufus' eyes almost bugged out of his head when he saw Nate.
Part of the shock was surprise that Nate had been in Dan's room when
all that moaning was happening, but also because Nate, a preppy child
of privilege, looked so manly, sweat dripping down his chiseled body
while he wore only loose fitting sweat pants. Nate looked just as
surprised to see Rufus; he had figured he and his new roommate Dan
were home alone to fool around. He immediately worried what Rufus had
heard.

	Rufus did his best to be the 'cool
dad' as always. "Oh hey Nate. Didn't know anyone else was home,"
he lied.
	"Hi Mr. Humphrey," replied Nate,
nervously.
	Rufus smiled at the boy. "Nate,
please call me Rufus."
	There was a twinkle in Rufus' eye. Was
he hitting on Nate? If he had heard Dan's moaning, he would certainly
have reason to hit on the teen Greek god. Nate had just been nailed
by his son, but in the post-sex haze, Rufus looked just as
appetizing. Maybe moreso. The apple hadn't fallen far from the tree,
and young Nathaniel had to resist falling to his knees. Both men
adjusted uncomfortably, their dicks throbbing. Both men noticed the
other doing. They stared for a  moment, before they both awkwardly
shuffled into other rooms.
	That evening, Rufus sat alone in his
room listening to CDs of his band, Lincoln Hawk. He sat on the bed in
his boxers smoking a joint. He could not get the thought of his son
and Nate out of his head. Dan had dated the hottest girl and school,
and now he was fucking the hottest guy? Rufus lived vicariously
through his children anyway, and now as he rubbed his crotch, he was
fantasizing about what it would be like to be with Nate. Being a
former rock star, Rufus had tried it all (a particularly hazy night
with Dave Navarro for instance), but never with such a preppy,
perfect specimen. When it came to class structure, Rufus had always
been fucked up. So why not add fucking to the mix? Rufus whipped out
his meat and started beating it, thinking of the beautiful poor
little rich boy staying on his couch.
	Nate meanwhile couldn't get Rufus out
of his head. He was fucking his son and had an ongoing flirtation
with his daughter, but he couldn't shake the feeling that their dad
was into him. You know what they say: fuck father, fuck son. Dan and
Jenny were out, and Nate knew Rufus was in his room. Nate decided to
walk in and hang out with Rufus.
	He was not prepared for what he walked
in on. Rufus was almost naked and smoking a joint, with his free hand
rubbing his crotch. Uh oh Rufus, looks like Nate caught you playing a
solo. Rufus' eyes opened and he saw Nate standing awestruck. He
quickly slid his dick back in his boxers, but was still holding the
joint in full view. Nate couldn't have asked for a better opening. He
acted as if he hadn't walked in on Rufus jerking it, and focused on
the weed. "You smoke?" Nate asked, obviously knowing the answer.
	Rufus was thankful that Nate hadn't
seemed to notice him jerking off, but was embarrassed about the weed.
"Please don't tell Dan and Jenny."
	Rufus almost had a heart attack as
Nate sat down on the bed next to him. Nate saw the panic in Rufus'
eyes, and decided to use all the tricks he'd learned from Chuck Bass.
Nate leaned in, and he was so close that Rufus could feel his breath
as he spoke, "I won't tell them if you give me something."
	The weed didn't help Rufus' paranoia.
"What?" he asked, turned on and terrified his son's friend would
notice his trousersnake struggling to get free from his boxers.
	Nate reached across Rufus, his arm
brushing Rufus' bare chest. Rufus froze at the contact. Nate was
reaching to take the joint from Rufus, but noted how Rufus tensed up
when they made skin contact. You die of boredom in the Upper East
Side social scene if you can't identify which sexually frustrated
middle aged hot daddies want you to blow them, and Nate's DILF-dar
was going off. He put the joint to his lips and inhaled sexily. As he
exhaled, he lied to Rufus, "I just wanted a hit."

	As Rufus began to relax, Nate
immediately made him freeze up again, "Man, I get so horny when I
smoke." Careful Nate, you'll make a poor old man's heart stop.
"What about you Mr. Humph- I mean Rufus?"
	It was pretty much a rhetorical
question, as Rufus' dick was rock hard and desperate to be free of
his boxers. "I don't know Nate," Rufus lied. He desperately
wanted to change the topic or stop the conversation entirely, but he
also wanted this kid on his bed naked.

	Nate knew it was a risk, because if he
pissed off Rufus he would be homeless. But he also knows from a
lifetime of entitlement that he always gets what he wants. Made bold
by the pot, Nate said "It likes like it makes you horny."
	Rufus looked down at his cock,
straining to be free of his underwear. When he looked back at Nate
embarrassed, he was surprised to see Nate unbuttoning his own shirt.
"Sorry Rufus, it's getting hot in here," explained Nate.
	Rufus said nothing, only nodding
dumbly as he stared at the teen's hairless, firm chest. He was too
mesmerized and high to notice notice Nate putting his joint down and
edging closer. Before Rufus knew what was happening, Nate was half
naked and kissing Rufus on the lips. Rufus didn't even attempt to
pull back. He just opened his mouth and began exploring Nate's with
his tongue. Refusing to part from Rufus' lips, Nate fumbled with his
own fly, feeling the high really kick in. Rufus wanted Nate out of
his pants and reached down, helping him tug them off. Both men were
now high and naked except for their underwear. Nate pushed Rufus onto
his back on the bed, and he climbed on top of him, barely breaking
their kiss as their hot tongues swirled around each other. Nate ran
his hands all over Rufus' chest, shoulders and back. He loved the
defined musculature of the older man, and he especially found the
dark hair around his nipples to be sexy and masculine. Nate's lips
left Rufus', but before Rufus could protest he found himself
pleasantly surprised by the feeling of Nate's tongue on his nipple.
The boy flicked it seductively with his tongue, making the nipple
grow hard and sensitive. Then he began nibbling on it, driving Rufus
wild.
	Nate moved down to Rufus' crotch.
Rufus' boxers was wet with pre-cum, and Nate took Rufus' cock in his
mouth through the damp fabric. "Oh God, Nate that feels so good,"
moaned Rufus, throwing back his head as Nate teeth scraped over the
fabric covering his cock.
	"You me sucking your cock, Mr.
Humphrey?" asked Nate, playfully.
	"Call me Rufus," reminded Rufus,
panting.
	"Whatever you say Mr. Humphrey,"
teased Nate. Boys and their games. Rufus didn't notice it until then,
but being called "Mr. Humphrey" by this twink drove him wild.
With that, Nate tore down Rufus' boxers, revealing a thick, hard
prick. It was truly impressive, a wide shaft rising from Rufus' dark
pubes. This dick probably snagged Rufus more groupies than his one
hit song. Although he was eager, Nate took his time tackling this
challenge, savoring it. He began by sticking his tongue out, lightly
touching the tip of the cockhead. The anticipation was so intense, it
took all of Rufus' willpower not to grab the boy's head and start
facefucking him. Nate traced the whole length of the rod with his
pink tongue, getting it slick with his saliva. Nate soon got to
Rufus' balls and nuzzled his face into them, feeling the man's pubes
tickle his face as he licked his nuts. Rufus ran his hand through the
teen boy's hair, and Nate pulled off his balls and placed the head of
Rufus' cock in his mouth.
	Rufus was shocked to look down and see
Nate with his cock buried all the way down his throat. This kid
didn't waste anytime, and Rufus was beginning to suspect the kid had
done this before. Nate happily bobbed his head up and down the length
of Rufus' shaft, and Rufus eyed the teen's pert butt through his
underwear. Rufus repositioned so that Nate still had his dick down
his throat, but Nate was on top of him. They were in a 69 position,
with Nate's crotch above Rufus' face. Like a kid on Christmas
morning, Rufus peeled Nate's underwear down. Nate's cock bounced
free, slapping Rufus in the face. Rufus was amazed at how perfect and
beautiful it was. He felt nervous for a moment, having not done this
for years. But the slurping sensations Nate was generating on Rufus'
own pole couple with his lusty high for this teen boy egged Rufus on.
It was like riding a bicycle, and Rufus sure wanted a ride. He stuck
out his tongue, teasing the head of Nate's cock. Nate responded
involuntarily by thrusting his hips down on Rufus' face, encouraging
him. It was all Rufus needed, and soon he was working Nate's cock
like Nate was working his. As Nate braced himself above Rufus on all
fours, Rufus let his free hands roam the boy's smooth body. The soon
found their way to Nate's plump asscheecks. God they felt so good in
Rufus' manly hands. Running his fingers over the soft skin made Rufus
feel like he was back n high school. It also made him feel like he
wanted to be in this high schooler's ass. Rufus gently nudged a
finger against Nate's tight hole and cautiously pressed it in. He was
surprised to hear Nate moaning, cock in his mouth, with pleasure.
Nate was pushing his ass back against Rufus' finger and then
thrusting his cock down deeper into Rufus's eager mouth. Typical
parent, always underestimating what the child can handle.
	Rufus had to taste this eager hole. He
pulled his finger out and pulled off of Nate's dripping dick. He
repositioned Nate so that Nate was sitting on his face, and he began
to rim him. The soft, wet sensation of Rufus' tongue on his sensitive
hole sent a jolt through the young bottom's body, and he pulled his
young lips off the older man's cock. "Oh yeah, Mr. Humphrey, eat my
asshole," pleaded Nate. The dirty mouth on this kid drove Rufus to
use his own mouth. He started off lightly licking Nate's ass, but
soon he was diving in, feasting on his hole. Nate got up on his
knees, giving Rufus better access to his ass. Rufus responded by
lapping at the boy's entrance even more frantically. His tongue was
flurry of licks, wetting his hole and loosening it up.
	"Please Mr. Humphrey," moaned Nate
as he gyrates his ass back onto Rufus' lips, "please fuck me." It
was all Rufus needed to hear. He flipped the boy onto his back, and
crawling between his legs began kissing him, driving his tongue into
Nate's mouth. Nate wrapped his legs around the man's beefy
midsection, pulling him closer. Rufus supported himself above Nate
with one hand, and reached down and directed his own dick with the
other. He lined it up with Nate's waiting hole, slick with his spit,
and began pushing in. Nate gasped at the intrusion of the fat, mature
dick, but Rufus was beyond concern for the skilled teenage bottom.
Papa just wanted to get his.

	This suited Nate just fine. He loved
having his hole used. It gave him pleasure to give other men
pleasure. And Rufus sure was giving him pleasure. His fat cock was
forcing Nate's hole open wider with each sharp thrust, and soon he
was banging up against Nate's sensitive prostate. Nate had been
jacking his own cock in rhythm with Rufus' steady, swift humps, but
when Rufus found his prostate, Nate lost control and began jerking
wildly. "Mr. Humphrey, that's the spot. Keep fucking me there,"
pleaded Nate. Rufus loved how responsive this kid was, and picked up
his tempo, actually causing Nate's lower back off the bed, so his
body was at an angle, his young dick pointed down at his face.
	With Nate's hips elevated, Rufus
continued drilling into him hard. With every thrust, he banged the
boy's prostate. As Nate's hand became a blur as he tweaked his own
cock at light speed, Nate pleaded in a desperate tone, "Please keep
fucking me, Mr. Humphrey. I want to shoot my load all over my face."
Rufus was turned on and happy to oblige, railing the boy, making him
cry out as his vulnerable hole was rapidly and repeatedly invaded.
Rufus's giant dick kept hitting the spot inside of him faster and
faster and harder and harder. As Nate moaned out in pleasure with a
barely comprehensible string of "yes" and "oh", his grip on
his own dick tightened as he began to milk his steaming boyjuice
right out onto his beautiful face. He winced as it coated his lips an
cheeks spray after spray jetting out and splashing across his face.
As he pumped out the last drops of cum, his smooth skin was coated in
sticky jizm. He smiled up at Rufus and licked some of the cum from
around his mouth, savoring the taste of his hot load.
	Of all the things Rufus had seen and
done on tour, he wasn't sure if experienced anything as sexy as
fucking this boygod raw until he splattered his own cum all over his
face and greedily licked it off of himself. Rufus was so turned on
and needed a taste. He lunged for Nate's  mouth, licking a glob of
cum from his lips, and the men passionately made out, tasting Nate's
cum on both of their tongues. Rufus kept pumping and soon he was
delivering his own load of cum to Nate, deep in Nate's ass. Nate
groaned into Rufus' mouth as he felt the man's hot, creamy spunk fill
him up and dribble out his hole.
	As his orgasm subsided, Rufus slowly
came to the realization that he had just fucked his teenage son's
lover bareback while the boy was living with him. All of his many
failures as a parent came into his head, and Nate saw the panic and
shame appear on his face. Getting fucked by lots of older men at the
country club over the years, Nate didn't freak out. He kissed Rufus
gently on the lips and assured him it would be alright. With his dick
still buried in the teen's ass, Rufus wasn't sure it would be.
	The next day though, Dan went out
after fucking Nate. Soon, Rufus found himself eating his own son's
cum out of Nate's ass before fucking him again, and he realized if it
wouldn't be alright, at least it would be hot.
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