Date: Tue, 16 May 2006 07:46:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: Scorpiojames@yahoo.com
Subject: Between Us Guys Part 2

"What's going on here?"  I asked.

 I had just watched my sons get off.  And while it was shocking to see, I
ended up getting so turned on by it that I jerked off watching them.  When
I came, I made some noise that they heard and when I tried to leave the
basement, John met me at the bottom of the stairs and caught me with cum on
the knees of my pants where it fell when I was jerking off.  Adam had come
to see what his kid brother was looking at and found me standing there.

"Were you watching us?"  Asked Adam.

"Were you?" chimed John.

"Let's go back in here." I said, and shepherded them back into the room
they had been in.  It was a room we had finished in the basement and used
as both a guest room and an extra family room.  There was a couch that
pulled out into a bed, a couple chairs, a TV and desk.  They both went back
into the room and I followed, closing the door behind me.  They both stood
before me, fidgeting and obviously nervous about what was going to happen.

"I came down here to get some tools and heard something when I was passing
by.  I couldn't tell what it was, so I looked through there," and I pointed
to the hole in the wall where the cable line came in to the TV.  I'd never
patched up the hole after the line was run through. For once, I was glad I
was lazy at doing work around the house.  "And I got quite a shock when I
looked over here," pointing to the chair Adam had been sitting in.

The boys both gulped at the same time and looked at each other.  But then
Adam's face changed and he looked at me with a very quizzical expression.

"So, you just watched?  Were you watching us?" and saying this, pointed to
my legs again.

I paused for a moment, looking at them.  I realized I couldn't lie to them
at this point.  I was as busted as they were.

"Yeah," I said, "I watched."  There was a moment of silence and then I
asked: "How long have you two been doing this?"  I asked.

Neither one seemed eager to answer.  They looked at each other and at the
floor.

"Look," I said, "I'm not mad at you.  How can I be mad?  I just told you I
watched what you were doing."

Adam was the first to speak.  "John started it."

"I did not." John retorted.  "You asked me to."

"And you said 'Sure." He replied.

"Boys," I said. "Don't fight about this.  I don't care who started it.  I
asked you how long it's been going on."

"I don't know," Adam said, " a couple months, I guess."

"John," I said, turning to him. "Did you agree to do this, or did he make
you do it?"

"He made me."

"Fuck you!  I did not!"  Adam yelled.

"HEY! I yelled. "Don't talk to your brother that way!

"Well, it's not true." Adam said.  "I did ask him."

"When?" I asked.

"A couple months ago.  I was jerk..." and he stopped mid-word.  "I was, you
know" and he made a motion with his hand in front of his crotch that showed
he had been jerking off.  "John came into my room.  He didn't knock or
anything.  He just walked in.  I told him to get out, but he said he wanted
to stay and watch.

"Is this true?"  I said, looking at John.

He had turned beet red and looked like he was about to cry, "Yes," he said,
very quietly.

"It's ok, John."  I said as calmly as I could, "You don't have to be
afraid.  Like I said, I'm not angry."  I reached out and grabbed his
shoulder and gave it a little shake.

I looked back at Adam.  "So?  Go on," I said.

"Well," Adam continued, "I thought 'why not?' and just kept jerking off
while he watched.  But then he wanted to do more than watch me.  He kept
getting closer and closer and then finally he reached out and tried to grab
it."

I looked at John, who still seemed really uncomfortable hearing this story
retold.

"Did you want to stroke your brother's dick?" I asked him.

"Yeah," he said again, very quietly.  "It's a lot bigger than mine."

"Well," I said, "I'm sure yours is plenty big,"

"Not like his," John protested, pointing to Adam's crotch.  Adam blushed,
but at the same time, seemed to smile a bit.

"So then what?" I asked.  This story had become very interesting to me and
I could feel a churning below my waist, like I was going to get an erection
again.  It was starting to turn me on.

"Well," Adam said, "he started stroking my dick and then..." and he
stopped.

"What?" I said, again getting frustrated.  "Tell me."

"I asked him to put it in his mouth," Adam said.

Hearing this did the trick.  My dick started to get hard again in my pants
as I imagined my youngest son taking my other son's dick in his mouth.

 "Did you want to do it?" I asked, turning to John.

"I dunno," he replied.  "Yeah."

"And you liked it," I asked?

He just nodded, looking at the floor.

"Have you done this with anyone else?  Any other friends?"  I asked.

"No," he said.  "Just Adam."

"And ever since then, you've been giving your brother blow-jobs?"

"Uh-huh." He replied.

"And has Adam given you one in return?" I asked.  The thought of my boys
blowing each other was really turning me on.

"No," John said, sounding disappointed.

"Well," I said, "Maybe he should."

I looked at Adam who seemed completely unprepared to hear me say something
like that.  John looked at Adam, too, then back at me.

"What do you say, Adam?  How 'bout you give your brother here some head." I
said.  By this time, I was rock hard and wasn't hiding it.  I gave my dick
a squeeze in my pants.  Both boys were looking right at my crotch.

"Yeah," John said, "How 'bout it?"  He undid his jeans, opened the fly and
reached in.  Pulling down on his underwear, he whipped his dick out.  He
was as hard as me and seeing my youngest sons dick like this was almost too
much to take.  It wasn't big, but it wasn't small either.  I'd guess it was
about 6 inches.  It was equally thick the whole length and ended in a nice,
round head that was a bright pink.  I looked at it and thought, "If my son
doesn't give him head, I will!"

Adam looked at his brother and at me.  I don't know if he thought I was
forcing him to do it, or if he really wanted to, but he got on his knees,
reached out for John's hips and turned his brother toward him so John's
dick was pointing straight at Adams' mouth.  He bent down a little, opened
his mouth, and gently took his brother's dick into his mouth.  John gasped
at the sensation coming from his dick and instinctively bent over, as if he
wanted to pull his dick out.  But then he straightened up again, pushing
his hips forward and shoving his dick into Adam's mouth again.  Adam moaned
a little.

The sight before me was so hot I couldn't stand being constrained any more.
I opened my pants up and, like John, grabbed the waistband of my briefs,
pulled them down and took my cock out and immediately began stroking it.
Both boys stopped what they were doing and looked at me.

"Wow!" said John, looking at my dick.  "Yours is as big as his," he said,
nodding toward Adam.

"Oh, yeah?" I said.  "Adam, why don't you pull your dick out and show me."

Adam seemed only too happy to oblige my request.  Still on his knees, he
turned back to his brother, took John's dick into his mouth again, and
began unbuttoning his jeans.  Once they were open, he simply pushed them
down so they were mid-thigh.  I looked at his dick and gasped.  It was
huge.  It was bigger than mine, definitely.  It was easily 8 or 8 1/2"
long, very thick and ended in a gorgeous thick head that was smooth and
slightly tapered at the end.  There was a nice, thick patch of dark hair at
the base and his balls hung down pretty far beneath his dick.  His balls
seemed pretty big to me too, the left one larger and lower than the right.
He began stroking his dick while he sucked his brother and that ball sac
began swinging slowly back and forth.  The sight of my sons fooling around
like this, and Adam stroking his big dick, made my head swim.  I thought I
might come right then, but stopped stroking myself.  I was going to make
this last a while.

I took a step or two forward until I was standing right next to John,
looking down at the top of Adam's head as he went back and forth on his
brother's bone.  Opening his eyes, Adam looked up and saw me standing
inches away from him.  He immediately pulled off his brother's dick, turned
to me and, with his mouth still open, descended on my cock.  The feelings I
experienced were intense.  Not only was I getting my cock sucked, but also
looking down and realizing it was my oldest son, my first, my kid doing the
sucking was almost too much to take.  He couldn't take my whole dick in his
mouth, but he made a good effort at trying.  His mouth took in the head and
slipped about halfway down my shaft.  His mouth was so warm and soft.  It
had been a while since I'd gotten head and this just felt amazing.  I
reached out and put a hand on John's shoulder, both to steady myself and as
a gesture of intimacy.  He looked up at me and smiled.  His hand
instinctively went to his dick and he began stroking it.

"Oh, yeah," I said quietly, "That feels so good!"

I reached out and put my hand on the top of his head and gently pushed his
face back toward my dick.  He opened his mouth and swallowed my dick again.
Again, the beautiful feeling of warmth spread through my crotch and up my
spine, exploding in the back of my head like champagne bubbles.  He was
good at this.  While still stroking his dick with his right hand, he took
his left hand and wrapped it around the base of my dick and squeezed.  I
felt my dick get stiffer and he began moving his head back and forth faster
on my rod.

I was getting close, but still wasn't ready to pop my load yet.  "Why don't
you give some to your brother again," I said.  No sooner had I said this
than Adam, still gripping my dick with his left hand, moved his head over
and took his brother's dick into his mouth.  John stumbled back a bit,
caught off guard by the pleasure that overtook him.  I had my hand on his
shoulder, so I helped steady him.

"Yeah," I said, watching him.  "Feels good, don't it?"

"Yeah, it feels really good." John said, smiling up at me.

"Can I suck you now?" John asked.

"Yeah, sure."  I said.  John tried to bend at the waist so he could put his
mouth on my dick while his brother continued sucking him.  It proved too
difficult and John ended up pulling his dick out of Adam's mouth and
getting on his knees in front of me.  He took the base of my dick in his
right hand and began kissing the head of my dick and giving little licks
and slurps.  Finally, he opened his mouth and slid it down the length of my
cock.  He ended up taking more than his brother could and I reeled from the
sensation of once again having my dick in a warm mouth.

Now both boys were on their knees in front of me, Adam watching his brother
suck me.  Adam was stroking his dick and just staring at his brother's head
go back and forth on my dick.

"Let me have some more," Adam said.

John stopped sucking me, but kept his hand wrapped around the base of my
dick and pointed it toward his brother.  Adam leaned forward and took the
head of my dick into his mouth. Damn!  This was almost too much to take.  I
had just come a few minutes ago, but already felt like I could easily come
again.

"Hey," I said, slowly pushing Adam's face back.  "I need to sit down."  My
jeans and underwear were now around my ankles and I stepped out of them.  I
sat down in the chair Adam had been in when he got his blowjob and spread
my legs wide.  Both boys, still on their knees, inched their way forward
until they were both between my legs.  Adam took my dick in his right hand
and once again, put it in his mouth, letting out a quiet moan as he did it.
John watched his brother and looked up at me, smiling.  I smiled back, and
then motioned for him to get up, come around his brother and stand next to
me.  He stood up and walked to the side of the chair.  From where I sat, I
simply turned my head and was about level with his dick.  I licked my lips
then leaned over and took my sons dick into my mouth.

I can hardly describe the feeling of sucking my son's dick.  He was so hard
and taking his dick all the way down to the base, I could feel it twitch in
my mouth.  My nose was buried in his bush and, inhaling, I got dizzy from
the smell.  It was slightly musky, but also clean smelling.  I could smell
the soap from his shower this morning.  I reached my arms out, wrapped them
around his waist and pulled him even closer towards me.  Then I really
began moving my head up and down on his dick.  Almost immediately, he began
thrusting his hips forward to meet my mouth as it came down the length of
his dick.  He made a low, grunting noise that I found so sexy my dick
flexed and got harder.  Then I felt one of his hands on the back of my
head, at first touching it very lightly, and then applying more pressure.

As I took my youngest son's dick in my mouth, my oldest continued working
my pole, holding it with one hand and really working it over with his
mouth.  I got the sense this wasn't the first time he'd sucked a dick.  He
seemed to know just how tightly to squeeze my dick at the base and knew how
to work the shaft and head, alternatively licking it and flicking his
tongue on it and then swallowing it down as much as he could.  He was
really working me into a frenzy.

John continued thrusting his dick into my mouth.  He raised a leg and
rested his knee on the armrest.  Then, leaning forward, he rested his
forearms on the top of the chair so he was bent over my head.  His
thrusting picked up and he really began fucking my mouth.  I could feel his
dick get harder and could even taste a bit of salty pre-cum.  I reached
down and grabbed my dick out of my other son's hand and gave it a squeeze.
I could tell I was going to come soon.  I started stroking my dick faster
and Adam seemed to be trying to get in licks here and there as I jacked.

As John's fucking got faster, he began making more noise.  For some reason,
hearing my son grunting in pleasure was making me crazy with lust.  I
stopped stroking my dick for a moment and reached up and placed my hand on
his hip.  Just resting my hand, I could feel the muscles in his ass get
hard as he thrust his dick into my mouth.  I let out a moan to let him know
how much I was enjoying it.  John, at this point, was holding his breath
and just fucking for all he was worth.  A few, high-pitched grunts escaped
his throat and I felt his dick get really hard in my mouth.  Then, with a
heavy exhalation, I felt his dick quiver on my tongue and suddenly I could
feel something on my tongue.  He stopped thrusting and with a load grunt,
shot a wad of cum that hit the back of my throat.  I started to choke, but
was determined to get every drop.  I pulled my mouth back a bit and felt
the next load shoot, accompanied by another grunt.  He started thrusting
again, but slower and not as deeply.  Shot after shot emptied onto my
tongue and suddenly, as I inhaled, I could taste and even smell his cum.
It was slightly sweet, but also tasted of bleach.  It was delicious and I
kept my mouth wrapped around his dick until he stopped coming.  I pushed
his hips so his dick slipped back into my mouth completely and I just held
it there, in my mouth, feeling the hardness.  His dick pulsed with his
heartbeat as it rested in my mouth.

Adam had been watching this, holding my dick with one hand and stroking his
own with the other.  Finally pulling my mouth of John's dick, I dribbled
some of his cum onto my hand and started stroking my dick.  I kept looking
at John's dick, kissing the head and just admiring it, while I lubed myself
with his cum.  I turned to look at my dick and at my other son, still
kneeling between my legs.  He was watching me stroke my dick and would look
up at my face, then back at my crotch.

"Let me know when you're close, OK?" I said to him.

"Uh... I'm close," he said, smiling.

"Get it over here.  I want to take it like I did your brother's."

Adam stood up and his dick came into view.  Damn, it was a nice one!  He
stepped around to the side of the chair next to where his brother stood.  I
leaned forward and licked the tip of his dick.  Adam stopped stroking and
held his dick out for me.  I moved forward a bit, so I was sitting on the
edge of the chair and took Adam's dick into my mouth.  It was so different
from his brothers.  It was bigger, thicker and the head just filled my
mouth.  Just feeling this cock in my mouth brought me so close to the edge
that I had to squeeze my dick just below the head to keep from coming.  It
didn't take Adam long to get there either.  A couple of thrusts and he
seemed ready to shoot.  He pulled out of my mouth and started stroking his
dick furiously.  He bent his knees a little and leaned his torso forward
and made a face that showed he was so close. He suddenly straightened up,
pushing his hips forward and small drops of cum began shooting out of his
dick.  I quickly moved my head forward so I could get some.  I tried to
slip my mouth over the head of his dick and, as he continued jerking his
cock, a few drops landed on my tongue.

As he finished shooting, I let myself go, overcome by the thought that I'd
just blown both my sons and tasted both their loads.  Pulling my mouth off
Adam's dick, I looked down at my own cock and started to pump out a load.
I let out a long moan, and spurt after spurt of cum hit the floor between
my feet.  I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up.  Both boys were
watching me come.  I finished coming and sat back in the chair, exhausted
and spent.  I looked at my sons, both of them still hard and looking down
at me.

"Well," I said.  "That was something.  I guess we all had to get off, huh?"

"Can we do it again," asked John?

"Yeah, sure." I said.  "If you want to.  I'd love to do it again."

"Yeah, I want to."  John replied eagerly.

I looked at Adam.  "What about you?"

"Yeah, I definitely want to do it again."  He said, smiling.  "Maybe we
could do more too."

That comment certainly piqued my interest, but I wasn't quite ready to ask
what he meant.  I was still trying to catch my breath.

"Well." I said, "Maybe the three of us can spend some more time down here.
Just don't tell anyone what you're doing, OK?  Let's just keep it between
us guys."