Date: Sat, 05 Apr 2008 16:59:33 -0400 From: kristiantrey@aol.com Subject: Finally, chapter seven This story is a work of fiction. If you are underage or someplace where reading about gay man on man and man on teen sex is not legal, I feel sorry for you! Questions, comments, suggestions to kristiantrey@aol.com (M/M/t) Authors note: up to now each chapter of the story has been in two parts, the first taking place "now", the second explaining the back-story. It has become so confusing by now, even to me, as to what is going on with the story and the plot and characters, that I`m changing how the new chapters will be written. So from now on, I will write each chapter where the pervious one left off. "Son, we need to talk." Daddy said. "Sit here with me, please?" So I sat down on our black leather sofa, as far away as I could from my dad. I was still so hurt, angry, and confused about seeing my daddy screwing my beloved boyfriend 'Cuff' earlier today, that I didn`t really want to be anywhere near him right now. "Dad, I don't even know what to say to you." I was almost crying. "Why?" "Chris, son. I love you so much." Dad told me. "I never meant to hurt you. Or Cuff or break you two up." "Then why, daddy, why?" I sat and looked at my dad. He sat there in a tight black sleeveless tee-shirt, showing of his muscles and tattoos, and those old short cut-off jeans. Even though I felt so fucking miserable, I still was turned on just looking at him. I love my dad but just don't understand him anymore. "Chris, I don't know what the fuck I was thinking. I know you love Cuff and he loves you so much. I'm just as fucked up about this as you are. I knew you and I should never have...fooled around that one night!" Dad was talking about the night he came into my bedroom late at night and I got to suck his hot, nine inch daddy dick dry. He had been somewhat stoned from the weed he had done with his work buddies earlier that night. But not so high that he hadn't enjoyed watching them both fuck me in the kitchen before they had left. Yes, dad knows I'm queer and am having sex, even at 15, and he's cool with it, too. Then later that night, still stoned and horny, he had come into my room and pushed his big dick in my drooling mouth, right down my willing throat until he shot a huge load of daddy spunk into me. His strong hand, gripping my own 15 year old teen prick, had caused me to soak the old white tee-shirt I slept in with my own cum. After that we had a big fight and lots of crazy stuff went on for awhile (read the earlier chapters for the details!!) but we ended up ok. And I had found my guy Cuff during all that, too! "Dad, I thought we settled that shit. I still want you and I know you wanted me, but I understand we can't be son and dad and lovers too." I answered him. "Besides, I have Cuff now, if he'll even speak to me again. And you have your Rico." "My Rico" The look in my dad's soft eyes at the mention of Rico told me so much. And also confused me. I'd never seen that look in dad's eye's before. But I had in my mom and step-dad's when they first got married. And very recently, when Cuff told me he loved me. So dad was in love! But then why the fuck would he being screwing my boyfriend instead of his own? "You love him, don't you, daddy?" "No!. Yes, maybe, well shit of course I do." Daddy's tortured reply. " I do love him, but I can't, not now anyway." "Huh?" "Chris, I love you and you have to come first. Rico doesn't deserve to be in second place in my heart." "Dad. That's just stupid. I'm your son and you're my dad. Our love is different than what you and Rico have, just like how I feel about Cuff. Even if I still want to have you take me back to bed and finish what we started, I'm know we will never be lovers. I need you as my daddy more than anything." "Son, what made you so smart about love all of a sudden?" "You, daddy, you and Cuff and finally feeling what love is like and what it means and to have sex with someone you love, want, need, desire and lust over. Not like what I experienced when I was younger." That last sentence got me a real strange look. Oops, I'd better be more careful, if dad only knew what my first step-dad and his family did to me when I was a little kid, he'd go nuts. "So you'd be ok with Rico moving in with us, son?" Dad asked me. Surprising the shit out of me! "Sure, he's cool and I like him a lot. And he's so sexy in his sheriff's deputy uniform." I replied. "Daddy, I would love for him and you to be together." "Thanks, kiddo." "I just got to figure out how to get my guy back." I said, almost in tears again. "I don't even know what to say to him?" Seeing dad and Cuff fucking had hurt me so bad. I was confused, angry, jealous and horny all at once. I wanted to ask dad--and Cuff too--how it felt to them, if they enjoyed it, what it felt like to have my daddy's big prick inside my guy's teen butt. That thought just seems so sick, even to me, wanting to know about that stuff! I was so fucking jealous that it was Cuff and not my young teen butt getting plowed by dad's dick, that's what made me angry. Knowing dad had told me he wanted me like that too didn't help one damn bit either. And dad thinks he's fucked up? "Just tell him you love him and forgive him." Dad told me. "After you ran out of here, he started crying, thinking he'd lost you forever. He really loves you, son." "I know. I love him too." I was suddenly shivering, still in my wet clothes, with the air conditioning blowing cold air on me. "I better get out of this wet stuff before I freeze." I went into my small bedroom, stripped off my still rain-soaked tee-shirt, changed in some sweat pants and headed to the bathroom. All that spunk from Tye's nigger prick wanted out, now! As I sat and let his juice flow out of me into the toilet, I thought about everything dad and I talked about. I really knew that he was confused about being in love with Rico, just like I was about Cuff. My dad had never been in any kind of relationship, he's a chase them, fuck them, then dump them and go on to the next one, type of guy. But as I sat there, I still really thought that something else was going on with him, but what? I took a quick shower to warm up and wash off the scent of Tye's sweat from my thin, 15 year old body, put my sweat pants back on and went looking for dad. He was laying on his bed, watching T.V. Now just in that sexy black sleeveless tee and his boxers. "You ok, Chris?" He asked, hitting `mute' to kill the sound on the T.V. "Want to talk about anything else?" I sat on the edge of his big bed and looked into his sharp black eyes. I just had to ask. "Daddy, why the hell did you fuck my Cuff?" I snapped at him. "If you were so freaked about how you felt about Rico, there are plenty of other guys you could fuck around with, guys who you could have taken out your fucking shit on." Daddy sat up on the bed, leaned over and pulled me close to him. My face was pressed to his chest. He held me tight with one arm around my back, the other hand running gently through my long blond hair. His sometimes soft, sometimes so sharp, black eyes looked straight into my bright blue ones. "Cause I couldn't do that. I haven't even looked at a guy since I met Rico. Haven't wanted anyone except him...and you." Dad admitted. "I thought if I had sex with someone else, I'd really know how I felt about Rico. And since I wasn't going to screw you, and your Cuff is damn cute and sexy and, oh, hell, I just saw him lying nude in your bed and jumped on him." "He did struggle for a few seconds, but once my mouth found his, we couldn't stop. I'm so sorry Chris. Your old man is just such a big fuck up! I just wish I could make it up to you someway, some how." We were now sitting face to face on his big bed. Ok, I had to look up at my tall, lean daddy cause I'm still so short. My bright blue eyes locked onto his sharp black ones. "Fuck me!" I cried. "Fuck me hard, screw me like you did him. Like you do Rico. Give me what I always wanted! Please daddy?" "Chris, we can't. We talked about that. We just can't." Even as his lips said no, the bulge in his boxers screamed 'YES'. "Daddy, for now, for just today, forget we're dad and son. Remember we both love our own boyfriends. That I don't want you as both a daddy and a lover. But I just want one night of you and me and to feel...hell, shit,...to be connected to you the only way two men like us can!" His eye's still locked on mine, he gave me his answer. His strong arms pulled me close to his strong, lean body. I felt his lips kiss my forehead. Felt his heart racing, as was mine. He took my chin in the rough skin of his fist and pulled my mouth to his. Daddy's tongue invaded my waiting, willing mouth. My arms went around his neck and pulled him closer. My whole body shook in shear passion for this man. I found myself lying on my back, dad stripping off my sweatpants with one quick movement. Watched his eye's travel over my thin, tanned teen body. His descending body covered mine. We kissed again, our tongues playful in my warm mouth. Lifting his tall, lean body above me like he was doing a push-up, his eye's again explored my body. He gently kissed my lips one more time. Than kept kissing his way down my by-now-on-fire teen body. Daddy sucked my pink young nipples till they were hard and pointy. He kissed his way back up to my neck. Kisses that turned to bites. Sharp, painful but oh so erotic pain from his sharp teeth. Marking my neck as my Cuff loves to do. Daddy licked his way down my short, thin form. He sucked on my fingers, ran his tongue up my arm until his nose was in my pit, tasting and smelling my sweat. Then he licked further down. Down to where those few new blond pubic hairs were sprouting around the base of my 6 inch teen prick. "Oh, fuck!" I moaned as dad deep-throated me on the first suck. "Oh, Daddy!" His mouth locked around the base of my dick, his tongue licking all over my dick. Dad vacuumed sucked a hot load of my teen spunk from my screaming balls, the first of many more hot orgasms I would have that night. After daddy sucked me dry, he then gently released my spent boner from his hot throat. He brought his lips to mine and we shared the wonderful taste of my teen cum. As we kissed, I suddenly realized dad had managed to slip his boxers off while he had been sucking me off. I could feel his long nine inch daddy dick pressing against my butt, looking for my tight teen hole. "Sit on my face, Chris." Dad said as he rolled us over. "I'm going to eat that ass out good then fuck the shit out of you!" "Yes, Sir!" My joyful reply. As I felt dad's tongue probing into my used teen butt-hole, I was busy stroking his beautiful daddy dick, thanking god that I was used to getting fucked already. Otherwise, that thing would kill me! Strong hands on my shoulders pushed my face into his lap, that big daddy dick right at my lips. Dad's hot tongue probed deeper into my 15 year old butt. I kissed the head of his wonderful, wet, pre-cum dripping dick, then deep throated him down to his short-shaved curly black crotch hair. "Oh, damn, son, you are the best damn cock sucker!" Dad moaned. "My son, the cock-sucking little slut. My son, the cum-hound who's about to feel his daddy's big dick rip into his tight teen boy-hole." I've heard dad talk dirty like that when he was having sex, I guess it turns him on or something. Usually, I didn't like that, wanting to hear Cuff be all loving and caring and romantic and shit. But this wasn't love. This was pure animal-lust dad on son fucking. His words had my half-hard dick stiff again in a second. "Fuck me, daddy, fuck me hard!" I begged. "I want to feel what he felt!" Dad almost tossed me off the bed as he rolled us over, me lying on my back, his dick between my wide-stretched legs, pushing against my waiting, wet, tight teen hole. "Oh, Fuck!" I yelled as all nine inches were suddenly deep inside my young, tender body. All of dad's long prick was in me, balls deep, throbbing, dripping pre-cum lubing my asshole. His short curly pubic hairs rough against the still mostly smooth skin of my teen crotch. Several swift, powerful thrusts of dad's dick, deep in, then almost out, then back in, had my whole body on fire. Sure, my ass burnt like hell from the size of him and the force of his repeated penetrations, but I was still in erotic, passion filled heaven. He paused to bend down and kiss me. His rough newly growing-in goatee and mustache scratching the smooth skin of my face. (Funny, he had always had a mustache, even in the Army, but had shaved it off when he moved to Florida. But since he's been dating Rico, he's started to grow it back, and with that sexy goatee too! Just like a certain hot Hispanic's face fuzz). Dad sped up his thrusts, pounding deeper and harder into my slender body. I felt his dick get stone hard buried deep inside me. His sweat dripped off his forehead, down onto my smooth chin and face. My tightly wrapped arms around his body were having trouble hanging on, both from his sweat-soaked muscular body and from the now short, quick jabs of his big daddy dick into me. "Here it comes, son!" Dad growled. "Feel my spunk inside that beautiful young body!" "I love you, daddy!" I cried as I felt his dick pulse. "I love you, Chris." He answered. As I felt the last shot of daddy sperm shoot deep into me, my whole body shook as my own teen dick spurted my cum between us, soaking my thin, skinny belly and chest, as well as dad's rock-solid muscular frame. He lay on top of me for a long time, his still half-stiff dick inside me, both our hearts beating wildly, stuck to each other by my spunk. After we both caught our breath, dad picked me up and carried me into the bathroom. The loud "Plop" sound of his dick finally sliding out of me was so damn erotic I started to bet another boner. After a hot, playful shower, we dried each other off with some towels, then climbed back into his bed. "Chris, baby, I'm so sorry." Not exactly the words I wanted to hear right then. " I was way too rough with your young body." "Daddy, it's ok. I loved it! You didn't hurt me. Not really, just a little at the start, but then I loved it!" I reassured him. "Rough is fun!" "Yes, it was great, but still." Dad paused for a second. "Chris, when I washed your butt, there was some blood dripping out. You sure your ok?" "Dad, I'm no damn virgin. It's not like my first time, that hurt like hell and there was blood everywhere." I smiled at him. "I'm your cum-hound, cock loving slut of a son, remember?" Before he could ask about that first time--and I knew if he did ask there was now no way in hell I couldn't tell him the horrible truth of my childhood abuse--I teased his still half-hard dick again. "Next time, just be slower and more gentle, ok?" I grinned at him as I wrapped both hands around his daddy dick. "Next time when?" He groaned from my stroking his dick back to rock hardness. "Next time now!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Since you all know the horny details of the rest of that night and the next morning if you've read the previous chapters, you'll remember that we ended up the next morning with another fun shower sex scene before going out to breakfast. Than dad took a short nap-alone--because he had to work a 5pm to whenever guard shift, covering for one of his guys who had called out sick. I played on the net for a while but decided to try to take a nap, I was still wore out from our night of dad/son fun. But I couldn't sleep. Kept thinking of dad and Rico and me and Cuff. About how to get Cuff back. And about something that was hiding in the back of my mind that wouldn't come out. Something about dad and me and the way we did it. Ok, I started it, wanted it, loved it even, just like I still love him. But somehow, someway I felt---used, dirty. even. Maybe from all those nasty but sexy comments about me being a slut or even how rough he had been with me. Like I was a toy or something. Not as bad as my first step-dad or his family or anything, but something bothered me. After tossing and turning in my bed, with all these unanswered questions in my brain-dead head, I decided to get up. I checked my emails and phone texts. Most were from Cuff. He sounded so sorry and lost and hurt, but I wasn't going to let him off that easy. Let him sweat it out until we were back in school on Monday. Dad got up and got ready for work. We ate a late lunch before he left. "Chris, you be good, I won't be late, son." "Sure dad." Then I smiled an evil grin. "I'm ALWAYS good, at least that's what all the guys tell me!" "Prick!" He laughed, then hugged me and left. I spent a couple of hours on "Limewire" looking for gay porn, but found nothing new. Most of the porn there is kiddie porn--I did enough of that when I was young that I didn't like or ever want to see some other poor kid getting abused. I just thank god that digital cameras were just coming out then and that my first step dad was clueless about electronic stuff or I bet there would be lots of pics of me out there! The 5 year old abused me. I was surprised when the doorbell rang. I found Rico there, looking all sweaty and rumpled and so damn sexy in his uniform. I guess dad had forget to tell him that he had to work tonight---I wonder what had kept him so busy??--but I told Rico that dad wouldn't be late and he could come in and relax and wait. As the hot Hispanic cop sat on the couch he was giving me the look-over. Of course, I just had on a tight pair of old gym shorts, and well, you all know what happened next. After all, if dad could screw my guy, why couldn't I do his? I knew they had a `open" relationship, though they were so into each other they weren't playing around on each other. But knowing my dad, I figured he still was fucking anything in site with a tight butt--like mine last night! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now back to the present, with me in dad's bed, Rico's oh so thick cock still deep inside my tight teen spic-cop cum-filled hole, dad's sperm still running down my throat. "I love you, too, Rico." "Si, Christian, I love you, baby boy." The hot Hispanic cop moaned as he started to fuck me harder. "Sweet, tight , hot little hole." Rico fucked me like that for a few more minutes before dad grabbed me by the shoulders and swung us around. I was still on my back but now with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. Daddy lined up his still stone-hard, pre-cum oozing dick to my mouth and with one shove, was all the way down my throat. It was actually easier to swallow dad's dick in this position, I guess from having my throat at the right angle or something. The hot spic cop bent my legs forward, until my knees almost were touching my chest, leaving my tender teen hole open and dripping his last load of sperm. Rico pushed in with one long, sharp thrust, then started power-fucking my hurting asshole. I could see every muscle in his strong body tense up from the force he was using on my just-about-had-enough-of-this hard screw. See the sweat on his hot body every time dad pulled out of my throat and I could get a glance at the spic cop pounding away at my ass. Dad was throat fucking me faster, harder and deeper than ever. I remembered thinking I needed to try this position with my Cuff. Then stopped thinking as they both got rougher and both pounded me harder up each end as they used me like some kind of fuck toy. Rico and dad were busy kissing and sucking tongue while they used my body to get their dicks off. That's when that buried thought hit me. Oh, I was having fun, my own teen dick dripping wet and just about to shoot off, and they hadn't forced me into this or anything, but this was almost like what my first step-dad used to do with me and his brother or his own dad. Use my body as a fucking sex toy while they made out with each other! Now I know dad loves me and would never hurt me or abuse me, and I think Rico feels the same way, so why was this bothering me some fucking much? The answer hit me just as two hot, sticky loads of creamy cum pumped deep into each end of my young body. They loved each other and were just using me for their fun, even though I enjoyed it too--my own spunk was hitting my upturned chin at the moment, thank you very much, but I still felt like I could just be any slut being double-ended by them, not like someone they loved or cared for. It still felt just like they were using me. I was quiet the rest of the night, after we showered and got take-out pizza again. Being that it was Saturday night, I thought they would go out, but dad and Rico just wanted to go screw some more. They politely asked me if I wanted to join them, but I said I was to tired. Which I was. Tired, confused, wondering about my own fucked-up feelings, thinking of Cuff. And of course, "Torchwood" was on at 10pm with that super hot Captain Jack. After my favorite T. V. show ended (any of you horny fans who work for the show or BBC America--please give us more shots of Jack wearing way less clothes!). My mind had been relaxed and enjoyed the show as always and still working out all of the shit buried in my sick, abused head. So I finally got the answer to what was bothering me, sort of anyway. One, I don't like dad's dirty talk and I'm don't like that kind of verbal abuse. I grew up with way too much of that shit from my first step-dad. Two, even though it was one of the most horny, erotic things I could ever imagine, being between the two of them was disappointing cause they loved each other THAT way and were just using my young teen body for their fun. It could have been anyone between them even and they wouldn't think of him as anything other than a slut. Did they think that of me? Three, even though Cuff and I had enjoyed a couple of three ways and stuff, I always had him in my mind when we played around, and just wanted him to get the most pleasure he could from me and the other dudes. Four, ok, maybe I'm too much like my dad, I LOVE being on top and in charge and even enjoy playing rough with my Cuff--which I know he loves too. Being the bottom boy was something I had had more than enough of as a little kid. I wanted to be on top and having fun. Though of course I still would always give myself to Cuff for his erotic pleasures and do anything he wanted to. My confused, fucked up thoughts were interrupted by yet another text message on my cell. From Cuff of course. Enough of this bull shit, it's time I act like a man and take what I want for a change! "YOUR ASS, MY BED, NOW!!!!!!!" Was the quick, simple text message I replied with.