Date: Thu, 20 May 2021 08:33:45 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: "An American Teenager's Twisted Story", Part Seven (gay, incest) Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html The emails for this story have trickled off. It might be time to move on. The fictional house in this story is on a real street but does not exist. I looked up houses on the street to see when they were built. Besides that it's all made up. So don't go bothering the neighbors. 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 these chapters 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:: Behind us we heard, "Why would we lose Jake?", it was dad. "For as long as you have me you're never going to lose me you big ox." Jake said, turning his head back to look at my dad. "Well that's good to hear mate. I couldn't keep this young man satisfied on my own. And besides, my heart would break." Dad almost whispered that last line. Jake got up and went to my dad and pulled him into a strong hug. "That's good to hear. Because my heart wouldn't be able to leave. You'd have to throw me out." They ended up kissing a bit. More loving than sexual. Although there was a bit of passion. Then when Jake pulled back he told my dad what we had talked about. All of it. "We'll see what happens boys. And yes we will welcome him back with open arms. But, I've seen it all too. The pulling back from us. He could have been in touch with Beau this whole time. So, be prepared for it to never be the same. We may just end up being a place he needs to stay at till he can go off on his own." dad said. He was right. We should just be prepared. Oddly enough though, I wasn't sad. I understood it all. "An American Teenager's Twisted Story", Part Seven:: The Friday morning news had a breaking development the next day. Unfortunately none of us had the TV or radio on. What they were reporting on was that there was reason to believe that Beau had made it across the southern border and that he wasn't alone. The news said that witnesses had reported that a young man or teenager was with Beau. They had crossed the border around midnight. The sleepy Border Patrol agents didn't recognise Beau's face from the wanted postings. But camera footage reviewed later confirmed that it was Beau. Hunter wasn't recognised by anyone yet as his face hadn't been plastered all over the news. But Agent Reed recognized him. He called first thing in the morning and talked with Jake. After Jake got off the phone he looked worried. Dad and I were on the couch waiting for him to finish. When he hung up he came and sat on a chair across from us. "It seems that Beau and Hunter are across the border into Mexico somewhere. Reed said that Beau was smarter than he thought he was. Going across the border at midnight. Border Patrol isn't as up on wanted people on third shift as 1st and 2nd are. Anyway, all we can do is wait. Reed did say that it looks like Hunter made up his mind to stay with his dad. Otherwise he wouldn't have gone over the border. So he is now wanted as well. Unless he was forced, then that will change his status, but he'd have to prove it. According to Reed the camera footage from the crossing didn't seem to indicate Hunter was under duress." Jake then let out a deep breath. "I can't believe he went with him. Part of me hopes he was being forced but the other part of me knows that Beau wouldn't do that. Or would he? I don't know what to think anymore". "What can we do for you mate?" dad said to Jake. There wasn't really more than that to say. "Nothing any of us can do except wait. If Hunter did actually make the choice he's going to be in big trouble. I can't help either one of them at this point." Jake said. Jake stayed home from work and dad didn't go back to work till Monday. Jake said he should be ok by then as well. An agent from the FBI came by to collect Hunter and Jake's phones late that morning. The weekend was quiet. The three of us just hung out together. We worked out together and even went to the grocery store together. In the afternoon we all went to the phone carrier and got Jake a new phone. He had the service turned off to the old phone and had them activate the new one. Same phone number. We all slept in the master bedroom. Unfortunately no sex though. Just a lot of hugging and kissing. Dad and Jake, well especially Jake, weren't in the mood. It was all pretty solemn. I understood it all and respected it but I was getting that itch and it was starting to make me crazy. Two hot men in the bed with me and nothing to satisfy my itch. Monday morning came and Jake was out the door first thing. He wanted to get Hunter and Beau off his mind as soon as possible and thought throwing himself into work would be the best solution. Dad reported to the fire house at 11 AM. He was staying till Friday morning. He left at 10:30 AM leaving me alone for the first time since Thursday. He said to call him anytime if anything happened or if either of us needed anything. I assured him I would be fine. The house was oddly quiet after he left. I took a bottle of water out to the pool and decided to lay out for a while. Nothing else to do. I really didn't want to turn on the TV. As I sat there I thought about what was going on with Hunter. I was wondering why I wasn't sad or upset. Just like when my mom died. Something must be broken with me. I mean I feel bad but I'm not like really upset. Not like Jake is. Then I thought what if it had been dad or Jake that left. That sent a shiver down my spine. I concluded that I didn't know what I was feeling and to just not worry about it. We would see how it plays out. My focus right now was to comfort Jake and to help dad take care of him. I just hope one of them takes care of me soon. Just after noon my phone pinged. It was a text. Duante. "Hey little man. I heard you were alone. Want to come hang at my crib? I got a pool too. Just a short walk." I chuckled and then texted back, "Dad having you babysit me?" He text back quickly, "It's not like that bro. He mentioned that you were alone though and knew I had the day off. I wouldn't mind seeing you again anyway." I thought about it for a moment before answering. I really didn't feel like socializing but my itch was telling a different story. And Daunte's cock could be the right medicine. I would definitely need a few minutes in the shower with the wand. He goes places no one has ever gone before. "About 1?" I texted. "Sounds good bro. The address is '.....'. Just come in the back gate on the south side. If I'm not by the pool I'm just in the kitchen or something. Wear something that comes off quickly. ;)." Daunte wrote back. I chuckled and went to the shower. After my shower, which was really a rinse with some extreme douching, I put on some Chubbies mesh shorts that might have been too small for my ass, the inseam was 5.5 inches but the way my ass pushes them out the inseam looked a lot smaller. I put on some flips for the walk. I just wish I could have gone naked. In this neighborhood I might have gotten away with it. Then I remembered that dad had a short sarong. He called it a half short mini sarong. It was just a light Mocha color, solid. He had shown me how to wear it one night when we had a few drinks and were going through his 'party' clothes. When I tried it on and tied it at the side my ass pushed it back enough that my left leg was almost completely showing. Well, I wanted to be naked on the walk over and this would be the closest thing to it. If the sidewalks weren't so hot I would go barefoot and complete the look. But that wasn't going to happen. I'd have 3rd degree burns before I got there. At 10 to one I started off to Daunte's house. GPS put him two blocks over. My pits were already starting to reek because of the heat. Just adding to my horniness. The neighborhood was quiet but there were still some cars that went by. A couple of them slowed down and the guy inside waved. I was glad my outfit was paying off. The way I had the sarong tied at the side it was very low in the front, right at the top of my junk showing off my buzzed pubes. And in the back I know I was showing at least an inch of crack. I was almost to Daunte's house when I noticed a car pull into his driveway. I walked up right behind the car as it pulled to the side of the house. The gate to the backyard was behind the carport that Daunte's truck was obviously parked under. The car had pulled as close to Daunte's truck as he could. As I started to come up to the side of the car the guy said, "You a friend of Daunte's?" with a slight hispanic accent. I stopped at his window and looked in. The dude was naked covering his junk with his hands until I answered I guessed. "Yep, you coming over for a visit as well?" The dude was also sort of stacked. Couldn't tell how tall he was but he seemed to be my height or maybe a bit taller. From what I could tell he was pretty hot. Sort of had that Manuel Turizo look. But more muscular. Older than me but not by much. "Yeah, Daunte just told me to come as I was. I hope you don't mind but I hate clothes. But from the looks of it I don't think you mind. I bet you would have walked over here naked if you thought you could get away with it." his accent was light, like he lived in a hispanic household but didn't speak spanish very much. He then grinned and took his hands away from his crotch. Obviously feeling more comfortable with the situation. "I guess I could be guilty of those thoughts. I'm all for letting it hang out dude but what if you got pulled over?" I asked. "I don't live too far but I have a pair of gym shorts under the seat. I haven't needed them yet. I drive Warm Sands at night sometimes like this. Cruising around. First time over here?" he asked, making no move to get out of the car yet. "Yeah. Daunte's been over our place before but I've never been here." I answered. I couldn't help but to look the guy over. His skin was a perfect shade of light brown. Without a blemish. His chest was perfectly rounded with small but prominent nipples. He had a sparse but dark treasure trail in the middle of his flat stomach going to trimmed pubes. His face was attractive but in a dominant way. Hard to explain. Like he was intense in everything he did. Obviously was intense about his workout routine. "Well don't be surprised if you thought you would be the only one invited. Daunte never invites just one person over. A lot of the guys live around the neighborhood and just walk over. Sometimes without being invited. I've come over before unannounced but this time he texted me and told me there was someone I should meet. Some guy named Clay." he smirked. Like he already knew what was going to come out of my mouth next. "That's interesting" I just said. Not giving it away yet but I think I was already outed by Daunte. I'm sure he described me. "Yeah? I hope so. He told me that me and this Clay dude had a lot in common. Said this Clay was a total exhibitionist and that he loved to get fucked. He told me since I am a crazy exhibitionist and that I like to fuck more than get fucked he thought we might get along. Said this Clay was a bit twisted like me. He was young but with an old soul. Know anyone like that?" he was charming, flirty and piggish all at the same time. It was starting to have an effect on my itch. My cock started to get blood in it. I was between the wall of the house and the car. The end of his car's front door was about where the end of the house wall was. Thankfully it was shady in that spot. "So what's your name?" I asked as I kicked off my flips. "Francisco, I go by Paco. You going to tell me yours?" he asked knowingly. "You already know my name" I said as I untied my sarong and took it off. Then I picked up my flips and went to hand both the flips and sarong to Paco, "Mind putting my stuff in your car? I have a feeling you'll be giving me a ride home." "Oh yeah Clay? You must think we're going to hit it off like Daunte says." Paco chuckled lightly as he gave his cock a slight pull. He was half hard and it looked impressive. Also was uncut which made it intriguing. "I thought we'd already hit it off. So, we going in?" I asked as he took my stuff and put it on the seat next to his. That's when I noticed the inside of his car smelled like a locker room. I was getting horny. Without waiting for an answer I turned towards the gate walking naked without a care in the world. "Oh dios mio mira ese culo" Paco said under his breath, then, "I'm coming!" he got out and locked the car. The only thing he had was what looked like a small gym bag that he put his keys into. Otherwise he was as naked as me. I was right about him being taller than me but it was only by a couple of inches. If we had been in front of a mirror I think we would have complimented each other quite well. As I opened the gate in front of me he put his hand on the small of my back. I looked back at him and smiled. He smiled back with a gleam in his eyes. Then, just before we went in, he said, "Daunte's right. I'm quite taken with you. I hope you'll feel the same way someday." his accent was endearing. "I already do. Besides, I need a new friend. I'm new here." I answered as I led us in. "Mexican or Spanish?" "I know you are. I think we're already friends." he said, coming up right behind me. Just close enough from me to feel his body heat and to catch his scent. "Puerto Rican" he then answered. As we closed the gate we turned around and then walked to the end of the side of the house into the backyard. The backyard consisted of a pool, pool patio and a small desert garden along the back wall with a couple of palm trees. It was small, like dad's was, but well organized. No pool house here but it was still nice. Around the pool were about 10 lounge chairs. Three of them were occupied by naked men. Daunte wasn't back there yet though. "Paco!" one of the men yelled out. He was older, like my dad, but not as good looking or as in shape. But he was pleasant looking. Just not my type I guess. "Hi Denny. John, Pete. This is Clay. He's new to the neighborhood." Paco introduced me to the men from where we stood across the patio. I waved and said hi. John was a white guy. A bit shorter than me but well built. Looked like if he was in the sun too long he would be a lobster. Pete was a light skin black guy. Very nice looking but not as hot as Daunte. He had a long cock sitting on his lap though. It was soft but noticeable. I got the vibe John and Pete were a couple of some sort. Maybe just friends. Denny didn't seem like he fit in somehow. Like he was always the third wheel. I don't know where I came up with that. Then out of the sliding door came Daunte and another man, both naked. "Clay! Paco! I see the two of you have met!" he said with a mischievous smile on his face. Then he turned to the guy behind him, "This is Luis" "Hey Luis. How's it going man?" Paco said to the other guy. He was pleasant looking as well but wasn't Paco by any means. He was also hispanic and a bit taller than Paco. He was well toned and had a nice ass. I waved and said hi as well. Looked like Luis was smitten with Daunte. Didn't leave his side very much. Paco and I sat on lounges next to each other while Luis and Daunte went back in the house. We were about two empty lounge chairs away from the other guys. Then Paco quietly said to me, "I know you are still in high school. You'll be a senior next year? Daunte told me. I hope we can still hang out. I'm only twenty. I've just finished my two year associates at the College of the Desert. Not sure what I'm going to do now. Been working construction on and off." he said as he put his hands behind his head giving me a good look at his swampy pits. The hair was thick here and the scent was natural and strong. Not as strong as Jake's, no one was, but I still got a good whiff. "Were you in any sport?" I asked. He gave off that jock vibe. "I played baseball in high school in San Diego. The college has a team that I was on. It wasn't much but it kept me active." he looked like a baseball player although he was a bit short it seemed. "Catcher." answering my silent question for me, "But I ran the bases well too. It was fun but I wasn't serious about it. Obviously you're a jock too. What do you do?" Catcher made sense. He was shorter but he had a thickness to him. Not an ounce of fat but he had a stocky muscular build. I couldn't help picturing him between my legs above me. "Wrestling mostly. Did some football back in Nebraska but it wasn't my go to sport. Wrestling was and is. I'm slated to be on the team this coming season." I answered. We were still talking softly, keeping it private. "Well that explains that ass and torso. You're the hottest friend of Daunte's I've met so far." Paco said with a lustful gaze at me. "Well, that's nice of you. Can't be true though. Actually Daunte's a friend of my dad's. That's how I met him." I corrected him. "Your dad? I wonder if I know him?" Paco said. Not really a question. I just went ahead and said, "Liam" "Oh fuck! Liam? Irish Liam? Liam is your dad? No wonder you are so hot." he blurted out., "Um...sorry. I just mean...fuck it. You're fucking hot man. Daunte was right. Just my type all the way around." he confessed, then said, "So, I guess you and Daunte didn't..." "Oh we did. Well he did me." I laughed, "Went places I didn't know were there." "Does your dad know?" he asked with sort of a pervy leer, his cock getting hard right there in the open. I didn't mind. I wanted to see what I would be working with anyway. It was obvious that we were going to fuck. I just wasn't sure when. I went ahead and spilled most of it, "Dad brought Daunte home one day through our back gate. He didn't know that his horny son was by the pool playing with his hole and jacking. My legs were practically up in the air. They both froze at the door. Daunte didn't know what to do and said that he could come back some other time. By the time he said it my dad was naked and asked me if I wanted Daunte to leave. Meanwhile I hadn't stopped playing with myself. I asked him to stay. And that he could just do what he came to do and fuck my dad or he could fuck me too. So we went into the pool house and he fucked me." "Where was your dad?" Paco's cock was fully hard now and dripping. It was a good half inch over eight and thick. Not as big as Daunte's by a long shot but looked very good to me. "In the pool house" I answered without giving anything else away. "Oh fuck. Now I know what Daunte meant by 'we are both twisted'. "Oh?" I asked innocently. "I live with my older brother, Esteban. He's in construction too but full time. Just the two of us. He's pretty horny." he said as he played with his cock. Then he got even quieter, "He fucks me, mostly" he confessed out of the blue. "I hope that doesn't freak you out." I laughed a bit and then said, "As long as my home life doesn't freak you out I think we'll get along just fine." then I said, "Just wish we had some lube and poppers so I could sit on that." "Your wish...." he reached into his small gym bag and pulled out a small bottle of lube and a couple of brown bottles. "...is my command." "Will anyone care?" I asked, looking around a bit apprehensive. "They are probably wondering what is taking us so long." he chuckled. "Daunte's is a free for all zone. No one judges." That was all I needed to know. I stood up and then swung my leg over his chair. "Get some lube on that and hand me some poppers. Time we got to know each other." he handed me a bottle of poppers and I took a good hit. He lubed up his cock at the same time. He put some more lube on his fingers and gave my hole a bit of a lube too. "Need me to get you ready?" he asked considerately. But I was in no mood for consideration. My hole has been itching for days. To answer his question I squatted down and shifted until I found the head of his very hard cock right under my hole. "We'll get to know each other more thoroughly some other time. Right now I need my itch scratched." "You got it babe. You're in charge." Babe? A bit early but I didn't mind. But then I was distracted from that to the slight pain of his thick Puerto Rican cock. I didn't mind the pain at all though. I may have winced a bit but then that moan came. The one where I knew I was going to get kitty scratched just right. It took a few moments but my ass finally made contact with his thighs. I sat there for a moment and enjoyed the fullness. Then I started to work my ass muscles. Still not moving but massaging his cock inside me. "Oh fuck. Mucho calor. Mi nuevo amigo. You feel so good. What you are doing to me." he said with labored breath. At least I knew some spanish from high school. "Oh fuck yeah. That's what I'm talking about!" it was Daunte's voice, "You two didn't waste any time. My match making skills are still on point, people." he announced, all proud of himself. It was then I heard Denny say, "Fuck that's hot." And then John said, "Paco never made a move on me that quickly." Then Pete said something to John quietly. I looked over and they had started to make out. John was already on Pete's lounge chair. Denny's focus was going from us to them. Just sitting in his own chair playing with his cock. I looked behind me and Luis was on his knees servicing Daunte. I guess we started something. I was glad but really wasn't interested in anyone else right now. Maybe Daunte later and Pete gave me some interest. But right now I definitely had what I was most interested in and he was inside me. I bent down and started to kiss Paco. Needed to see if we clicked that way too. When our lips made contact I definitely felt something. And when we got into it I found him to be an incredible kisser. He was definitely a giver. A pleaser. Made me want to be one too. "I can be a bit of a slut." I said into his mouth, "Sometimes I can't get enough." which was sort of true but it was mostly limited to my family at home. Jake and dad. And the distant Hunter. Wherever he may be. "Confession time? So can I. I flip. Take it as good as I give it. But I want this ass again. Feels so good." Paco said and went back to kissing me. He was intense. Did something to me. Made me want more of him. "So, a versatile top?" I asked not really caring. He could be anything he wanted to be. "Does it matter?" he asked as he started to drill into me. Thrusting his hips up hard. "Fuck no. Right now nothing matters. Just keep doing that." we were both sweating. He put one arm above his head and I saw that swampy pit again. The strong scent was better than poppers for me. I dove in. I gnawed and chewed on that pit to get all the scent and flavor out of it. "Oh fuck. We have a little piggy here. Fuck yeah babe. You turn me on so much." Paco said as he pounded me harder. I was pushing down with just as much if not more force. "I have a feeling we are a lot alike." The intensity increased. From both of us. I knew I was on the verge. "I'm going to cum Paco. Fuck I'm going to cum. Can't hold back." "Me too babe. You want me to pull out?" he asked but I could tell he didn't want to. "Fuck no. Fucking shoot it deep man. Don't waste a drop. You'll have to do this again so dad can have a snack when he comes home." I said knowing the effect it would have. "Oh fuck! fuck! fuck!" Paco was coming hard, "Oh shit, fuck, uggggh, what you do to me." his accent became thicker. He was hot. Everything about him. I came on his stomach as he was shooting in me. Then I fell onto him. His hands went to my back and held me tight against him. The heat didn't matter. I looked up at him and we kissed again. This time just tenderly. Not getting enough of each other. I heard nothing but Paco's breathing. "You taking me home and staying with me for a while?" I asked. "Yes" he said out of breath, "For as long as you'll have me." "Be Careful, I may chain you to the bed." I laughed. "Kinky, but I'm down." he chuckled. "Should we get out of here?" "Yes" and then I looked around, "Where did they all go?" "Probably into the playroom to fuck. I think we got them all charged up." Paco smirked. "Well let's go then. I would say let's jump in the pool but I want to wear this for a while. Do you mind?" I asked sniffing the scents of sex and sweat. "Gives me more to lick off of you later. Gives me more nasty thoughts too. Fucking perfect man." Paco gave me a quick kiss and then motioned for us to get up. I reluctantly stood up and backed away from the chair so he could get up. We looked around again but no one was around. I didn't feel like going in and getting anything started with the others so we went out the gate and into the car. We both stayed naked until we reached my house. Well dad's. We didn't have the privacy in the front like we did at Daunte's. So I wrapped myself in dad's sarong and Paco grabbed a towel from the backseat and wrapped himself in that for the short walk through the front yard. He also grabbed his small gym bag. When we got inside I saw it was 3:15. I turned to him and asked, "You going to spend the night?" "Do you want me to?" he asked. "Yes" "Then I will. I'll call my brother after four and let him know where I am. I don't have to work tomorrow yet. Unless I get a call. I have a pair of jeans and boots in my trunk just in case. Esteban can bring me anything else I need to the site." he said. "Ok. Since we're staying in then do you want a beer or water?" I asked. "Beer if you're going to have one. Otherwise water.``He was so polite for a slutty pig. I grabbed us each a beer and each a bottle of water and led him out to the pool patio. We sat naked in the shade and talked. Got to know each other more. I was as giddy as a school girl but did my best not to show it. But I definitely had a crush. At 3:45 ish I was coming out of the house with another round of beers when the back gate opened. It was Jake coming home. He looked tired but less depressed. He was in just his Carhartt shorts and boots. His torso tanned, dirty and sweaty from a hot day at work. After he closed the gate he turned around and saw us. He got a confused look on his face like he wasn't used to seeing naked men or something at the house. "Paco?" Jake asked, still looking confused. "Jake?" Paco returned the question. Then they both said, "What are you doing here" at the same time. I chuckled as I put two and two together. They must work at the same site. "Oh good. We all know each other." I interjected. They both looked at me so I said, "Well obviously you work together. Since you both do construction. Paco, Jake is an old friend from Nebraska and basically like an uncle to me. He is also involved with my dad. Jake, Daunte played match maker with Paco and I and we hit it off. Don't worry. We both know we're sluts. But his cock fits in me so well." "I've never had his cock...." Jake started with interest. "...just my ass, at lunch" Paco finished. "And here I thought bringing you home and meeting the family was going to be awkward. Sit down Jake and visit. I'll get you a beer and then I'll get the boots off of you." I said as I went back into the house. I quickly decided to get a bucket of beer with ice so that Jack could relax. When I got back outside Jake was seated across from Paco. They were sort of laughing about the coincidence. I noticed Jake had also unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts letting his crotch air out. "Thanks brother" Jake said as I put a towel on the patio floor and got on my knees. Paco looked at Jake questioning what I was doing. Jake said, "Clay spoils me when I come home. Sort of became a ritual now." I put his right foot on my lap and unlaced his boots as Jake and Paco looked on. Once I removed his boot I peeled off his sock and laid it on top of the boot. I then lifted his foot and brought my tongue to the sole of his foot. I bathed from his heel to his toes and back again. Once I was done with that I took each toe in my mouth, one at a time, and massaged them with my tongue. Once I was done with his right foot I did the same with his left. I went through it all again taking my time. Then I gently put his foot down and stood up on my knees. I gently pulled at the bottom of his shorts and he lifted his ass to help. I pulled them down and put them on the chair next to Jake. Now that Jake was naked I moved in between his legs, lifted myself into a squat position and then put my left hand on his right thigh for support. I lifted his left arm and then proceeded to clean his pit. It was soaked and potent from the day. I noticed Jake looked at Paco and then he said, "Better find someplace for that." I took a moment and looked behind me. Paco was hard as a rock. He had a look of lust on his face that was intense. I stood up and put my legs on either side of Jake. Then I squatted down again. Jake spread his legs and supported me with his thighs. Spreading my ass cheeks apart. I kissed Jake and then, before I went to his right pit I turned around and said, "Fuck me Paco". Then I sucked on Jake's pit. I felt Paco come up behind me. He had to squat down to line his cock up with me. Thank goodness for that catcher career. His thighs were strong like the rest of him. "You need lube babe?" he asked. "I'm opened up and your load is still up there. That's enough. Give me what you got." I said shaking in the heat I was in. Being on top of Jake like this about to get fucked by my new friend was hot. I could get used to this. "By the way Paco, when my dad is at the firehouse Jake and I sleep together. Mind sharing me tonight?" "Oh fuck. Fuck yeah babe. So fucking hot." he said as he slowly entered me. "Yeah? You'll take turns on me. You and Uncle Jake?" I asked. "Fuck baby boy, you're getting me all worked up too. Paco won't stand a chance. I'll fuck you both." Jake said before he started to make out with me. It was sloppy and his tongue was all over. He was moaning, tasting his own pit funk in my mouth. "Promise?" Paco said. Then he said, "Clay, I need it too once in a while. It's cool if you don't top as long as I can get it someplace else." "How long have you two known each other?" Jake stopped kissing me and looked between me and Paco. "Three hours." I simply said and then went back to kissing Jake. Behind me. As Paco started to really nail my ass. He said, "Yeah, Daunte knew. He just knew." he grabbed onto my hips and started to thrust deep. "He fucking knew." I stopped kissing Jake and turned around. I grabbed Paco by the back of the head and brought him in for a kiss. "Yeah he did!" Then we made out a bit before I turned back to Jake. Part eight soon? 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