Date: Thu, 4 Mar 2021 08:54:02 -0600 From: Jake Stone Subject: "An American Teenager's Twisted Story", Part Three (gay, incest) Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Please Note:: In the first chapter I started out calling the lead character Clay. It morphed into Cole for some reason. I walk away from stories a lot. But I always read what I've written so far before I start adding on. I don't know how I missed it. Apologies. I am going to go back to Clay as that is how the story started off. Now I have to make sure I edit this chapter correctly. Enjoy! I lose interest when you lose interest. Share your fantasies studbluecollar@gmail.com. My stories never really end but I do take long breaks from them. Writer's block is an evil thing. But these things usually come to me at night and when I get up in the morning I'll bang out a chapter to clear it all up. Then I have a quick jerk off session. So don't worry. I come back to them all eventually. All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more. I'm not your father. You know the laws in the area you live. You know the chances of STD's. But live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short. Love. Where we left them:: "Clay." he simply said as he stepped up to me. Then he grabbed me into such a bear hug that I was taken back. "Oh my god son. I'm so sorry about your mom. So sorry son." he said into my neck. "I wish I was here. Closer." Then he pulled back and put his hands on my shoulders, "Do you remember me son?" he asked, sort of sad and doubtful. "Yeah, I do now. It just took your voice to bring it back." I said shyly. I made the introductions. My dad thanked everyone for taking care of me. We decided to go to dinner and talk and figure everything out. He figured he'd be at a hotel. I wasn't sure I wanted him to be seperate. At one point my dad looked from me to Hunter and then back. Then he grinned and winked at me. He knows. "An American Teenager's Twisted Story", Part Three:: My dad, um Liam, rented a car at the airport and I rode with him to the restaurant. I couldn't stop looking at the dude. Besides the fact that he was fucking hot I was really weirded out. This was my father? At the restaurant the conversation was mostly cordial. Getting to know Liam. Asking about his job as a firefighter. His house. Nothing too intense. He asked both Hunter and I about school. Actually included Hunter a lot which surprised me. He seemed like just a really nice guy. Couldn't imagine what my mom had against him all these years. He was excited that we were on the football team together. Kind of impressed our status at the school as well. He could have just been buttering us up. But his reactions were nice. The agents had their own table off to the side. They weren't watching us but they were watching the restaurant for any signs of the press. Or anyone else they thought might be a threat. Dinner was winding down and my dad looked over at me and then shyly asked, "Would you mind coming back to the hotel with me? I mean, all these years, I, well, I just don't want to lose a minute." he said quietly. Keeping the conversation just between us. His voice had a very slight accent. Clay couldn't place it. But, for the most part, his accent was Americanized. "Yes" was all I said. I was sure Hunter would be cool. He would understand. "You sure son? If you are, that is great. Couldn't make me happier." We talked a little bit more about it and then everyone was getting up. Dinner was over. Now that we both agreed my dad stopped Beau and Jake in the parking lot and told them. I pulled Hunter over to the side. Everyone was cool with it and told us to be careful. It was unlikely that anyone would know who I was but everyone was concerned. The FBI agents weren't all that happy though. They decided one of them would have to ride with us to check the hotel out and then the other one would pick him up after the other three were safe in the house. We got to the Courtyard downtown. We parked and we all went in. The agent just hung back. My dad asked to change the reservation from a king to two queens as his son decided to join him. He also was considerate enough to ask for an extra tooth brush for me. I didn't even think of that. Once that was taken care of and we had our keys the agent just nodded at us and went outside to wait for his ride. Our room was on the third floor. Once we got in dad said, "I'm beat, but I want to talk a bit more, why don't we get comfortable and in our beds and we can talk till we fall asleep. What do you think?" he said as he was taking off his tee shirt as I sat on one of the beds. I guess I was sort of shocked at how casual he was just taking off his shirt like that. Besides seeing how hot he was in the flesh. As he had the hair and face close to Justin Theroux, But his body was even more toned, thicker with muscle. Justin looked more like a swimmer or runner. Dad looked like a team athlete with weight lifting tied in. He was more muscular with thicker shoulders and a meatier chest. He had a couple of tattoos that even made him look sexier. A barbed wire tattoo around his bicep, almost like Jake's, except it had a steer's skull in the middle of it. And then he had a one word tattoo that said 'believe' on his chest. Very plain and small. I saw something else on the bottom of his wrist that I hadn't noticed before but couldn't read it. I realized I was sort of staring and I told myself I had to stop looking at him. But I just couldn't help myself. My mother and step-father were such prudes that I guess I thought my dad would be the same. "Why did mom always tell me to stay away from you? That you were no good? You seem pretty normal to me." I blurted out. I held it in since he got off the plane and I couldn't any longer. I felt like I would explode if I didn't ask. He had just taken off his boots and socks and was standing there in just his jeans, "Well we're going to get right down to it eh son?" he came and sat across from me on the other bed. His elbows on his knees while he was ringing his hands. "Listen son. I'm going to be completely honest with you. If you want the others to pick you up afterwards I'll understand. But I guess you have the right to know everything." "Ok, is it that bad?" I asked worried that it was something that would keep us apart but I couldn't imagine, short of murder, what that would be. "No, no son. Well, I guess it's how you would look at it, isn't it?" he answered obviously nervous. "I guess" I said non-committal. That's also when I noticed his scent was more powerful. I had caught a whiff of him at the airport when we hugged but, now, without his tee shirt on, and being this close, I could tell he was like Jake, Hunter and I. Clean but no deodorants. Natural. "Ok, well, did she at least tell you how we met?" he asked. "She wouldn't tell me anything." I replied now anxious. "Figures. The last time I talked to her she said it would be best if I stayed away. For you to forget I ever existed. So it stands to reason she would try to cut me out of your life totally." he said, "We met in high school. The middle of our senior year. Her family had moved to Lincoln at the beginning of the year. I saw her around but she was a bit standoffish. Kept to herself. I was on the baseball team so I was busy. I was trying to get into college and my grades weren't great. Weren't horrible but none of the colleges were beating down my door. Anyway, I digress. She actually showed up to a party at the start of baseball season with another girl. We talked a bit and I asked her out. I don't know why but I did. We dated through the rest of the year. Just before we graduated she was pregnant with you. Right after we got our diplomas we got married." he said, then he took a deep breath, it seemed the punch line was coming. "I'm not sure how she got pregnant. We did the deed exactly two times. But we had to get married. Her family was extremely religious. She was shunned by them. My dad didn't want me to marry her but he agreed to help. My mother had been gone a couple years by then." "I'm sorry" I said, realizing why there weren't any grandparents around. Hers shunned her and his were gone? "How about your dad?" "He died about 8 years ago. I came back to Lincoln for the funeral. I called your mother. Asked to see you. That's when she repeated for me to stay away and to make you believe I never existed." "But why?" I asked. He sighed heavily, let out a deep breath, and then said, "I'm gay son. Always have been. And your mother thought I would burn in hell and didn't want me to take you along with me. Didn't want me to influence you in any way." I wasn't shocked. I didn't know what I was feeling. My eyes must have been opened wide at this revelation. Because a look of concern crossed his. "I'm sorry son. I'll understand if you can't handle it. I didn't know if you took to your mom's religious ways or not." Then I started laughing. An uncontrolled fit of hysterics. I couldn't help it. It was almost like breaking down and crying but all that came out of me was laughter. Tears were flowing out of my eyes but the sounds were of laughter, not crying. "Son?" he didn't know what to make out of my reaction. I tried to compose myself, "I'm sorry. I...." I started to laugh a bit more and then took a deep breath. I cleared my throat and looked at him. He looked not only concerned but sort of rejected too. "No, no dad. Please don't get me wrong. I was laughing at mom. Her and her bat shit crazy religion. Judgemental bitch." my voice now got angry, "all these years we could have known each other. And we couldn't because she was a bigot." I did a 180. From laughing to pissed and now almost crying."And what really pisses me off is that I all of a sudden remember you. I would follow you everywhere and then you went away. You were everything to me when I was little. She fucking sent you away!" "Son" he said in the most caring way he could, "I don't mean to drive a wedge into your memory of your mother. I.." "Memory? We were never close. If it wasn't for the Terry's I would have been miserable." I let it out. "Lonely and miserable. She was almost like the mother in the movie Carrie. Spouting religious garbage whenever we were alone. My step-father stayed away more and more because of it. I stayed at the Terry's as much as possible. Don't you ever think that I think that the way I feel about her is your fault. Not anymore at least." "I'm sorry son. I didn't know." he looked like he didn't know what to do. He got up and came and sat beside me. He put his arm around my shoulder, "Is this alright?" he asked. That's when the flood gates opened. I found my face in the crook of his shoulder crying my eyes out. Everything coming out all at once. "Shhh, shhh son, it's alright. I've got you." he gently said. If it wasn't for the moment his natural masculine scent would have had me hard. I didn't realize what I had bottled up inside. Between my 'not there' parents, the kidnapping-murder, Hunter and now the momories of my lost dad flooding my brain, it was more than I could take. I don't know how long we stayed that way. But once I was cried out, after about twenty minutes, I took a deep breath and I said, "I guess it's my turn to be honest". Meanwhile, back at Jake's house:: When Beau, Jake and Hunter got back to the house Hunter went straight to the pool. Beau went to grab a beer and Jake went to his room. After stripping down to his shorts Jake laid on his bed and thought about Liam. The dude was strikingly handsome. Had a bit of a bad boy vibe as well as a carefree look to him, almost like he didn't comb his hair after the shower. Like he just rolled out of bed and looked fucking hot. And he was easy to talk with. Jake thought that if Liam lived here he would be going after him. All he could do is fantasize though. He didn't even know if he was bi or gay. Even though he got a bit of a hint that he might be. That gaydar everyone talks about. As he was getting himself worked up about Liam there was a knock at his door and Beau entered, "Jake, we have to talk." was all he said before he sat on the bed. He looked really troubled. "What's up bro?" Jake smiled at his older brother. They were friends, better friends than most brothers, but they weren't real close. Jake didn't know how to describe it. Beau had a lot of walls. Never let Jake in very far. Sure they were physical with each other, and they loved each other, but that was different. Jake never had a good read on Beau. Especially since he got married. "Listen, and listen carefully. After tonight you'll never see me again. You'll have to take care of Hunter." he blurted out. Without Clay here it would be harder to keep Hunter distracted. But he had to go tonight. "What the fuck are you talking about?" Jake asked in a panic. Beau's statement came out of nowhere. "In the pool shed, back at the house, there are two drains on the floor. The one right under the pump is an actual drain. The one in the right back corner is a phoney. Take the drain cover off and twist open the inner cover. It's weatherproof. Even if the shed flooded it would be alright. There is a lot of money in there. Enough to take care of all of you for a while." Beau continued. "What the hell is going on Beau, tell me now." Jake was really upset. Beau pulled out his phone and opened the audio recorder app. He indicated to Jake to be quiet. Then he pressed record. "Listen, I want you to know this because it is going to get bad. I believe I'm going to be in a lot of trouble and I have to leave. I kept you out of it Jake. I never let you know anything because I wanted to protect you and Hunter. Nothing will trace back to you. The business is sort of a front. Well, it is a front. Oh yeah, we build houses, but I launder money for some people. It's complicated, I'm not even sure how it all works, but I made a lot of money and a lot of it went to finance my stupid wife's campaigns. And now she's done something so stupid that it will sink me too. The people I work for, me and her worked for, tipped me off that the feds are looking into our finances. It won't be hard to figure out what we did. That bitch was a lousy wife and mother but she was a great business partner. Now it's all gone. I knew she was having an affair with that asshole, Bill Treat. He was in on it too. The only one that wasn't was Shannon and she got herself killed by those idiots. But she was a good cover for Bill. Even though she was bat shit crazy. Had a bible up her ass." Beau explained, "I don't want to tell you more. You are already going to have to tell them what I just told you to keep yourself out of trouble. That's why I just recorded the conversation on my phone. To send to you. So you can give it to them. The feds." "This is crazy. It can't be true." Jake said, wanting it not to be true. "Who are these other people?" "Believe it brother. If there is a politician involved there is a lot more behind the scenes then anyone will see. I can't tell you who the other people are, I don't know their real identity anyway." Beau said and then he shut off the recording app, "Now, remember, in that fake drain there is a ton of money. All small bills and all laundered. Wait till things cool down before you go get it. Make a cover like you and Hunter are collecting his stuff or something. Just spend enough to keep you guys going. Nothing flashy. They'll watch you for a while. The house is in Hunter's name. He can't sell it till he's 18 so it will have to sit till then. Or you can sell it but it would have to go into a trust for Hunter. Make a life for you and Hunter. And Clay, if he doesn't go off with his dad. I hope not. That would kill Hunter. We named you as his caregiver a long time ago. It's all legal and with the lawyers." "Where will you go?" Jake asked, his emotions on the edge. "You can't just go!" "The less you know the better. But I'm leaving as soon as we're done here. You have to distract Hunter. I'm leaving my phone here. All I'm taking is clothes and money. I have a lot of cash as well as an unknown account. After I get far enough away I'm ditching the truck and getting on a bus. Then I'll just disappear. Take care of Hunter and Clay. They are the best part of my life, besides you. Otherwise my life has been a shit show." he put his phone on the bedside table and then he looked into Jake's eyes, "You've kept me sane all these years but I've always been involved in shit I shouldn't be. I love you little brother. More than you'll ever know." he reached out and caressed Jake's face. And then he gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. "Don't look for me. Ever." Then he walked out of the room. "Don't leave...." Jake said, almost in tears, as Beau left the bedroom. The next thing he heard was the truck starting. Beau must have been ready since this all started. Jake couldn't believe it. He just sat on his bed paralized. Jake sat there staring off into space. In shock really. Beau never gave any indication anything like this would happen. 30 minutes went by, then 40. Then his door opened again, "Jake?" Hunter was standing there with a towel wrapped around his waist. "Did dad leave? I can't find him." Jake let out a heavy sigh. He wasn't looking forward to this conversation. "Sit down Hunter, come beside me" he said, it was obvious his emotions were raw. As Hunter sat on the bed he asked, "What's going on Jake. You look a mess. What happened?" he scooted close to Jake on his side. Jake was still laying on his back. Jake opened his arm for Hunter to crawl into. He wanted to hold onto the boy. He was going to be a mess when he explained. "Hunter, your dad, I guess, is in some sort of trouble." he began. "What? Trouble? What do you mean? Where is he?" Hunter was filled with worry. Jake could tell. First his mother and now his dad. Poor kid is going to need therapy. Jake simply took Beau's phone off the table and hit play on the app. Hunter just listened in shock. Back at the hotel Clay and Liam were having their own revelations. "What is it son?" Liam asked. How bad could it be. His son was smart and damn good looking. He looked like an all American midwestern jock. He watched Clay with anticipation. "I'm gay dad. Totally gay. Hunter and I are sort of a couple. I guess." Clay spit it out fast to get it over with. He was not in fear of rejection. But it felt strange to let someone besides the Terry's in on it. Liam looked at Clay sort of in shock. He found out at dinner that Hunter was the school quarterback. His son was the place kicker. From what he understood they were both extremely popular. Hunter also played baseball and Clay wrestled. "So I gather you and Hunter are closeted at school?" Liam asked. "Oh yeah. We would be ruined. We date girls. But we usually double date. Hunter has fucked one but I have no interest. It's bad enough getting a blow job from one of them." Clay sort of chuckled as he was unexpectedly honest. Liam chuckled a bit at Clay's honesty as well and then said, "Well I guess I don't have to worry about rejection from you then." Clay calmed down and he let out a bit of another chuckle himself. Then he said, "Um, no you don't. Am I going to see you more often?" "I'd ask you to come back with me in a heartbeat but I don't want to pull you away from Hunter. We'll work it out." Liam said. "I don't want to miss any more time with you though." After a while they just put the tv on and settled in for the night. Not moving from the bed. Liam held onto his son and Clay had no intention of moving to the other bed. They both fell asleep. Jake and Hunter finally fell asleep as well back at Jake's. After a long talk. And a lot of emotion. They had no idea what was in store for them in the morning. There was a pounding at Jake's front door. It woke him and Hunter. Jake looked at the clock. 7:18 AM. Still in his shorts Jake went to the door and opened it. The two agents that had been with them from the beginning, backed up by several others, walked past him. "Where is Beau Terry?" Special Agent Reed said. "He's gone," Jake simply replied. "Gone? What do you mean gone?" the agent asked. "Hold on" Jake said as he went to the bedroom to get the phone. When he got back he opened the app and explained, "When he told me he was leaving he opened this app and recorded it. He told me that it was for you." He then pressed the play button. After the agents gathered around and listened to the recording Special Agent Reed said, "You should have called us Jake, as soon as he left." "Fuck man. I didn't know what to do. Why are you here with all this back up anyway. You already knew?" Jake asked. "Came to serve him a warrant for his arrest. His house is being searched. Saw the truck was gone. Called in back up. He was right. We were on to the money laundering. We didn't know his wife and Mr. Treat were involved though. Add to their list of charges. Won't mean much in the way of their jail time. They will be doing life regardless. But if your brother turns himself in he could be out in less than 10. We know he had nothing to do with Mrs. Treat. We'll get a warrant for the Treat house now too." he turned to another agent who nodded and got on the phone as she went outside. "Well he left his phone. I don't have any way of getting a hold of him. He said we would never see him again. You heard it." Jake argued. "I had no idea man. I wouldn't want to mess with shit like that. I can't believe he did." "Yeah we know. We believe you. We checked you out along with the rest. No way you could have been connected to any of this." Reed said as Hunter came out of the bedroom. "Jake? What's going on now?" Hunter asked observing all the agents in the living room. "They're looking for your dad Hunt." then Jake turned to Reed, "I let him listen to the recording. He had a right to know." "Well I wish you hadn't but I would have done the same. We're going to look for the truck. We're taking his phone as well. Did he leave anything else here?." Reed asked. "Nope. He took everything he brought from his house. It was just an overnight bag anyway. He must have had the rest stowed in his truck. I don't know man." Jake said. After some back and forth the agents all left. Told Jake and Hunter to try to stay put. They didn't have the resources to protect them and conduct a manhunt at the same time. Jake and Hunter, being lost in despair, just sat on the couch. About 90 minutes had passed when they heard car doors. "Now what?" Hunter said. The front door opened and Clay walked in followed by Liam. Clay was in the same clothes he was in last night. Liam had on some loose board shorts and a tank top with a pair of flips on his feet. Jake couldn't help but take a second glance at the stud. His tank top in the front almost didn't make it to the board shorts. Jake could tell he was commando the way his junk moved. Here he was perving on Liam and they didn't know what happened yet. He had to snap out of it. "What's wrong now?" Clay asked after seeing the state that Jake and Hunter were in. They were sitting in the living room like they were in shock, again. "Press find out?" "We're not even sure Clay. Come sit down, both of you. You're family now Liam. Have the two of you been honest with each other?" Jake asked before continuing. "Yeah, mostly." Clay said. Jake got the meaning. He told Liam about Hunter but not the rest. "Dad and I have a lot in common." he got that too. Good, Jake thought, not just for him but for Clay. Would have hated for any rejection to happen to Clay. "Then you really are family Liam. In more ways than one." Jake said as Clay sat on the other side of Hunter and put his hand on Hunter's thigh. Hunter was sitting next to Jake already. Liam sat across from them on a recliner. "Bullshit, come sit next to me or Clay. We're going to need you." Jake said to Liam. Liam smiled shyly and got up and sat next to Jake, giving Clay and Hunter some space. Besides, he was intrigued by Jake. He ticked off most of Liam's boxes. Not that anyone on that large couch was slacking but if things were different he had the feeling that he and Jake could hit it off. He could be horny pretty easily though. The living room smelled like a locker room. And Jake and Hunter just had shorts on. Hunter was easy on the eyes as well. He had to snap out of this. Jake pulled out his phone, "I sent myself this file last night from Beau's phone. The FBI has his phone now but they know I have it. Told me not to share it with anyone outside of this house. It's a conversation Beau had with me last night." he pressed play. After the short recording was over Liam turned to Hunter and said, "I'm sorry son. All you guys have been through. I can't imagine how you are feeling. I came here to take care of Clay. But realizing how close you all are I'm not turning my back on the two of you either. I'm here for whatever you need." "Yeah, but you'll be leaving soon." Jake said what the boys were thinking. "It doesn't have to be like that." Liam said quickly. "I mean, we'll figure it out. I'm not leaving until I know you're all safe." Liam had taken off work for a week. Not really knowing what was in store for him. He wondered if he called his Captain if he could extend his time off. These guys were all too fragile to leave. Jake then got a local news alert on his phone. It was a breaking story. In a daze he opened up the link and wasn't too shocked what he read. The whole story including the manhunt of Beau. He looked at the guys and said, "It's out, we're fucked." He read the highlights of the story. "How soon can you all get packed?" Liam said out of the blue. "What do you mean?" Jake asked as the boys looked at him with concern. "I have a large house in Palm Springs. Three bedrooms, a pool, pretty private. If we drive no one will know where you all went. No one knows about me. That is if you all want to. I mean the boys don't have school for a couple of months. Consider it a vacation." he made his case, "I live alone. I've been alone for a couple of years. I could use the company." "I'd have to let Agent Reed know. He'd probably be glad to be rid of us with everything else going on. Boys, what do you think?" Jake turned to the boys. Obviously to Liam he was on board with the idea. Jake and Liam hadn't noticed until now that Clay was holding on to Hunter. They were giving each other comfort. The boys just went ahead and nodded yes. They wanted this nightmare to go away. "Ok, we'll have to go by the houses. Get the boys shit. Enough for a couple months anyway. I'll ask Reed when we can." Jake said. "We just need to go by Hunter's house. A lot of my stuff is there. I was never at my house." Clay said. "I'm assuming we'll just need shorts and tees and maybe some swim trunks?" he turned to Liam. "I never wear them" Liam blurted out and then his eyes got wide at his admission. After he recovered he said, "Ok guys, I'm not house broke. Don't wear much most of the time. I'll try to curtail it while I have guests." For the first time Jake laughed, "You won't have to change your ways for this crowd. Besides I will probably enjoy it." "Oh yeah? So you're ....." Liam didn't know how to ask. "I told you we were all family. What part didn't you get." Jake chuckled again. "Well fuck." Liam said. "Yes" was all Jake said. Liam looked at him in shock and then started to laugh. "I ought to be worried about my son being influenced by such things but I guess I'm not a typical father." Liam chuckled himself. "You have no idea bro" Jake said, "Clay knows what he wants and usually doesn't take no for an answer." Clay's eyes went wide. Jake just told his dad he was basically a slut. Liam noticed Clay's reaction. "Don't worry son. I can't judge anyone about much. I'm just as guilty about a lot of things. But we're getting off track. If you guys are on board we need to get ahead of this thing. The press will find out where you live Jake. It's just a matter of days if not hours. Can you lock down the house today?" Liam asked. "If we are going to be gone we need to cover the pool so some kid doesn't drown in it. Probably do a winter closing on it. That will take 30 minutes. If you help me we can leave in an hour. Boys?" Jake explained. "Yeah, we'll get our stuff together. Thankfully Jake doesn't have much in the kitchen to throw out." Hunter said. He was still in sort of shock about his dad but the prospect of getting away from the circus was very appealing. Clay and Hunter went to the bedroom where their stuff was and closed the door. "Probably going to get in a fuck before we hit the road." Jake said with a chuckle. "I'm sort of jealous." Liam said under his breath. "Of the act or the person." Jake asked with a grin. "Yes" Liam laughed, "Sorry, I told you I'm not house broke." "None of us in this house are, brother. Come here" Jake said putting his hand behind Liam's neck. Pulling him in for a kiss. They made out for a few minutes and when they pulled back Jake said, "Been wanting to do that since you got off the plane." "Fuck, me too. Confession, I'm sort of a pig and a slut." Liam said shyly. "Again, right house" Jake said as he pulled him back in. He yanked off Liam's tank top as Liam pulled open Jake's shorts. "What if the boys come out?" Liam asked. "Would it bother you? It won't bother them." Jake said. "Oh fuck. Have you and the boys....?" Liam asked, obviously more horned up. "Bother you?" Jake asked, sort of worried. But he had an idea it didn't. "Fuck no" Liam dove into Jake's mouth again. Their passion reaching new heights. He pulled back again, "I'm totally versatile, I like to flip. Bareback only." "A match made in heaven" Jake said going back to making out with the stud. "I'm going to need you to fuck me first though. I fucking want your load in me." "Oh fuck yeah." they became animals. Jake reached under the couch and pulled out some lube and poppers. He reached down to lube his own ass while they made out and then he put his hand on Liam's cock. "Holy fuck" he said as he realized there was a big difference between father and son. Clay's cock was at or below average. What he had in his hand was a weapon. Larger than Beau's and Hunter's, that's for sure, "I'll need these fucking poppers man. I didn't know." "It's a good Irish cock mate." Liam said with an accent that Jake hadn't heard till now. "Your accent changed." Jake said. "Only when I get excited it comes out. We left Cork when I was a lad." Liam said, as he positioned his cock to Jake's hole. "Oh fuck yeah. Like you didn't turn me on enough. Fuck. Fuck me now bro." as Liam entered Jake, Jake let out a loud moan. His cunt was being torn open. They didn't take the time to get him ready. Both of them wanted this too much. They heard the bedroom door open and the boys ran out naked and sweaty. They thought someone was being attacked. They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw what was really going on. "They're just fucking" Hunter said casually. Liam looked up in surprise when he heard Hunter's voice, "Sorry boys." as he bottomed out in Jake, "Didn't mean to be so loud and interrupt you" Clay looked at his dad with surprise as well. He definitely was not a prude. He had Jake's legs basically on his shoulders as he himself had one foot on the couch and the other on the floor in a prone position. He was inside Jake. Clay looked at the backside of his dad with pride. The man was beautiful. "And I thought we were making noise." Hunter laughed. "Did you fuck my boy son?" Liam said to Hunter, his accent thick. Bringing back another memory for Clay. "Yes sir." Hunter said matter of fact. "You have a load in you Clay?" Liam let all his pretenses go. He was a pig. He wasn't going to hide it from anyone close to him. As Jake was moaning below him Liam watched his son waiting for an answer. He slowly kept going in and out of Jake. "Um, yes sir." Clay didn't know how to act. It was different from Beau. He knew Beau. He just remembers his dad. "I want your ass in my face as I fuck Jake. Can you do that for me son?" all pretenses gone. His last lover had a son that slept with them from the time he was 14 till he went off to college. That's when the relationship went off the rails. Seemed the only thing he and his lover had in common was the son. The son, Antonio, or Tony, still visits Liam. He's 23 now. Has a nice fat hispanic cock that fills Liam up. "Dad?" Clay asked unsure. "Do it Clay. You know you want to." Hunter said obviously getting boned up again. Clay sighed and then got up on the couch and faced away from Liam. He was basically squatting over Jake's face. His hands on the arm of the couch. Jake tilted his head up and started to suck on Clay's half hard cock. Liam's face dove into his son's crack. The cunt was puffy and moist. Had remnants of cum around the outside. Just the way Liam liked them. "Fuck son, you're fucking beautiful. This ass!" he said when he pulled back a bit. Then his fucking started up again as he ate the load out of Clay. Hunter wanted to be included. He saw Liam's ass on display, legs spread wide open and he steadied himself on the couch. He just wanted a taste of it. He got on his knees on the floor behind Liam. He spread the man's cheeks apart and put his face in. The smell was masuline and earthy. He could tell Liam had a shower though. It didn't matter. He would have eaten out this hunk if he hadn't showered all week. "Oh fuck yeah Hunter get in there." Liam shouted into his own son's ass as he realized what Hunter was doing. "Fuck me if you want." Hunter ate the man out and got him nice and wet. Then he grabbed the lube off the couch and played with the hole for a bit. Moaning coming from not only Liam but the other two as well. He couldn't take it any longer. He had to be inside Clay's dad. Liam was the sexiest man by far he's ever met. Jake was a close second though. Both men had a casualness about them. A sexy casualness. Their bodies were made to wear as little as possible. So was Clay's. He hoped they would feel the same about him. As he bottomed out in Liam, Liam said, "Fuck boy. You're big." "Yeah he is." said Clay and Jake at the same time. Earning a chuckle from Liam. Yeah, he thought, I'm with my people. Fucking sexy sluts all of them. "I'm not going to be able to give you all up." Liam let out as he turned Clay around. Clay couldn't do much else but sit on Jake's face. Jake let out an appreciative moan. Then Liam started to make out with his son. "I hope this is ok." he said into Clay's mouth. "The only way it wouldn't be ok is if you stopped dad." Clay said and went back to molesting his father's mouth. Making out with his son was the tipping point. He couldn't hold back any longer. He coated the inside of Jake with his load. Feeling this, Liam's ass contracting around his cock, Hunter let loose too. Clay and Jake both came on Jake's stomach with a bit of hand stimulation. The four of them were spent. "I guess we better get that pool taken care of." Liam said out of breath. As Clay got off of Jake's face Jake said, "Yeah I guess so." he too was out of breath. "Lord you know how to fuck." he said to Liam. "More where that came from" Liam answered. "I hope so" they all said to him at once. Then they started to laugh. All their troubles seemed far away for just a few moments. Part four soon? 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