Date: Wed, 6 Dec 2017 12:09:12 -0500
From: Fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: The Fireman's Son -  Chapter 35

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 35" {Rob} (MB oral anal)

This has taken a long time getting written. I may have gone a little
overboard with some of it, but hope you enjoy the introduction of Jim's
father into the action. Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com.

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The Fireman's Son Chapter 35 – Thursday

	The next morning Steve was wakened by his dad climbing on his bed
and kneeing his legs apart. "Time to wake up slut. Ass in the air, I'm
ready for another fuck. Keep it quiet, your mom's still asleep," his big
muscular dad whispered as he settled between his son's spread thighs and
pulled out the plug he had shoved in after he and Mr. Sims had finished
fucking the boy's mouth and ass just before his mom had gotten home from
work. Although she knew the two men had played golf together in the
afternoon, she had been surprised to find her boss there.
       "Just stopped for a quick drink after the golf," he had said by way
of explanation as he left. "See you in the morning."
       As Steve eagerly raised his ass up to offer it to his demanding
father, he felt the thick, meaty daddy cock ram through his sphincter to
bury itself deep in his squishy guts. "Good boy! hole's still full of cum!
Three big studs' loads: teacher's, Jerry's and Daddy's. Glad I thought to
go by the sex shop and buy that plug. Feels good pumping in and out of all
that still-warm cum! You like daddy's big cock pushing all around in your
guts? You like having your pussy all filled up with the jism from three
studs' cocks and then another hard cock rammed in to stir it all around?"
he whispered in Steve's ear as he raped his son's ass-pussy.
       Steve could only moan, his head pressed down by his father's big
hand, his face buried in the pillow as his dad's heavy, hairy body pressed
him into the mattress, and his big cock pistoned in and out of his boy's
hole until it filled him with another load of man-cum at the same time his
own cock soaked his cruddy sheets with another load of boy-cum.
       Captain Andrews pulled out, patted his son's hard, muscular ass and
pushed the thick plug back in. "Good boy. Keep that in until you get
dressed, and get some rest. I want you here straight from school, no
fucking around with Jim or the guys at the park. When I get back I plan on
giving you another good fucking before your mother gets home."
	 He then returned to his bedroom and climbed into the bed beside
his still-sleeping wife. As he stroked her breasts, she began to waken. He
pulled the sheet down and slid between her legs. Pushing her nightgown up,
he buried his face in her crotch and began to gently lap his thick tongue
into her slit and nibble on her clit with his lips. He knew she loved for
him to wake her this way.
       "Oh John, that feels sooo gooood!"
	 "I thought you needed some sweet loving down here. I was a little
rough last night."
	 "You know I like it, my big strong husband of twenty-five years
fucking me just like he did when we were first married," she giggled.
	"Well, you just lie back and let me make you feel good. We have
plenty of time before you have to get up and go out into the big, hard
world of Jerry's office," he said with a chuckle as he buried his face once
more in his wife's wet pussy. After he had brought her to three hard
climaxes, he pulled up and nuzzled her neck and breasts with his hot, slimy
mouth. "Think that'll keep you until tonight?"
	"I think it might," she said laughing as she got out of the
bed. "You stay there and rest up while I get ready for a hard days work."
	A couple of hours later Captain Andrews got up, showered, shaved
and dressed. Then he called Henry Evans, Jim's father. Henry, like Jerry
Sims, had been a friend since high school days. He had gone to a different
college than John and Jerry, but he and Jerry had gone to law school
together. When he finished law school, he had come home and taken over the
insurance agency his grandfather had started.
	"Hey, Henry! John Andrews. Yeah, I know it's been a while. I've
been spending a lot of my off time with Steve the last month or so. No,
he's okay, just some growing up adjustments. Oh yeah, Jim knows about it,
and he's being a real help, but I'd like to talk with you and maybe bring
you in on the situation. Could you take the afternoon away from your office
and go to the club with me after Rotary? Yeah, Jerry knows about it, but he
has to get back to work. He and the wife have a big case they're working
on. I'd like to get another man, another dad, involved." Mr. Evans said
that would be fine. He'd be happy to help out. Steve was a great kid.
	After several drinks and reminiscences of their high school sexual
escapades, Captain Andrews gradually brought the subject around to their
on-the-wild-side experiences the three of them had enjoyed during high
school when they were horny young jocks and the girls wouldn't always put
out. They talked about some of the pleasurable experiences they'd had with
cocksuckers in their younger days.
	Satisfied that his friend still had an open mind on the subject, he
gradually told him that Steve, his all-American young son and Henry's son's
best friend, was gay. He related some of how Steve had found out about
himself and generally how he had been exploring his sexuality. He explained
how he and Jerry had found out around the middle of the summer, and since
then they had been using Steve for sex. He said that he thought Henry would
be a good additional older man to join in, that Steve would be comfortable
with him, especially since he was Jim's dad.
	Mr. Evans was a little taken aback with this new information and
his friend's suggestion.
	"Fuck, John! You and Jerry are fucking around with your kid, and
you want me to have sex with him too? That sounds really crazy! You said
Jim knows about Steve. And he's all right with it?" Henry said in almost a
whisper.
	The two men were sitting in a corner of the club bar talking in low
voices, but the captain leaned closer to his friend and lowered his voice
even more. "Oh yeah. Steve's been sucking Jim's cock for almost a year
now. According to Steve, it was sort of pretend at first. They'd been
jackoff buddies for a long time, ever since they knew what their cocks were
for. After Steve learned about himself from an older boy at school, he
started sucking Jim's cock sort of "on the sly." After they got into it Jim
was pretending that he didn't know what Steve was doing, but he knew he
liked it."
	"Is Jim gay?" his dad asked a little hesitantly.
	"Shit no! Jim's as straight as a stick, just a little backward
about sex with the ladies. Steve says he learned a lot about cocksuckers
from the guys at camp this summer, and he's taking charge more in their
relationship. He's plenty glad to have his own personal cocksucker to keep
his balls emptied. Don't worry, he's going to be fucking the chicks now
that he's a baseball jock, and Steve is helping him out by teaching him how
to fuck ass-pussy as he calls it."
	"I can't believe my son is fucking ass and getting his cock sucked
by his best friend, your son."
	"According to Steve, your son is a real stud and needs to get off
every day if he can. During the summer they usually got together at our
house while Steve's mom was at work. But with Jim's practice and now I
being off duty it's not working this week. I want him home for myself after
school. They tried meeting in the john at school during lunch, but decided
it was too risky. I wouldn't mind Jim joining in with me...and you... If
you'd become a part of our team. You never can tell. Maybe a stud like him,
once he's gotten used to using his own cocksucker and really taking charge,
would be willing to venture into a little group action. Both of Jerry's
sons have used him along with us."
	"Used him? Is that what you call it?"
	"Yeah. That's what Steve calls it. He says he wants to be used by
men, to give real men pleasure, to take care of all their needs, to suck
their cocks and for them to fuck them up his ass, his pussy. He says his
ass is his pussy, to be fucked. That's what he was taught by the guy who
trained him, and I tell you, he's really good at it. Jerry's son Matt is a
Marine lieutenant. He says Steve is as good a piece of ass as any of the
jarheads he has under his command."
	"Matt Sims! He's a Marine officer and he uses guys under him! I
remember him when he was captain of the football team in high school. We
used to go to all the games. He was a real hardass! I remember hearing he
and his buddies had a queer they fucked, the kid from Antonelli's. Fuck,
John, just talking about all this shit has me hotted up. Shit! My cock's
hard in my boxers. The thought of using, as you call it, your son, my son's
best friend, has given me a boner it's going to be hard to get rid of. And
the idea of us using him for sex...and Jim, my son, joining in with
us...Shit! I haven't had a queerboy swinging on my cock since I came home
from law school and married Irene. Fuck! This is so crazy! Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!" he swore as he leaned closer to his friend's ear.
	"So...does that mean you're in. You want to be a part of the team?
You ready to go home with me this afternoon and get it on with my kid?"
	"Now. This afternoon?"
	"You bet. You told your office you wouldn't be back from lunch,
didn't you? Jerry's not here because he has a big case they'll be working
on late. I told Steve to come straight home from school. We'll have a good
two hours or more to work him over. Jerry'll call me when they get ready to
leave the office."
	The two men had another drink and left. They were both healthy, fit
men in their late forties and despite the drinks they had imbibed they were
only pleasantly tight. Captain Anderson got to the house first. Before he
left the club, Mr. Evans stopped at reception and called to check in at his
office to make sure there were no emergencies that needed his
attention. When the captain got in, he yelled "Steve, you home?"
	"Yeah, Dad. I'm in my room all ready for you!"
	"I'll be up in a few minutes. I want you on your belly, legs
spread, ass in the air when I get up there!"
	"Yes sir!" Steve answered excitedly. `Fuck, Dad must be really
horny' he thought as he took the position ordered.
	Captain Andrews opened the door for his friend and told him to keep
quiet. "Steve's in his room spread and ready to get fucked. We'll go up and
surprise him." The two men went quietly up the stairs and turned down the
hall. As they got to the door of Steve's room, Captain Andrews walked past,
glancing in to see his hot little stud son sprawled on his bed, face down
and ass up with his legs spread. Motioning for his friend to look in as he
went past, he growled, "Good boy. Just keep in position while I go to my
room and get out of my clothes."
	The two men quickly began stripping out of their clothes. "Did you
notice how he was moving his ass around? He was rubbing his cock on the
cummy sheets. They may already be wet with a fresh load of cum. The little
slut's so hot to get fucked by my big cock, he's probably already shot his
first load on them, and he's rubbing his hard cock in his warm cum," the
burly fire captain said as he stripped off. By the time they were naked,
they were sporting two big boners standing out from their hairy crotches in
anticipation of the afternoon's pleasure.
	Mr. Evans' cock was as long and thick as Captain Andrews'. He was a
good-looking, sexy man. His face was handsome and topped with a thick, wavy
blonde head of hair just beginning to go grey at the temples. Entertaining
clients and potential new customers, he played hand- and racquet-ball and
tennis regularly. He wasn't a stranger to the golf course either, and he
occasionally worked out with his son. His broad, muscular chest was covered
with a pelt of fine blonde hair that swirled around his half-dollar-sized
nipples and up toward his neck. Below, it ran down his flat stomach in a
wide treasure trail that grew thicker as it went below his navel and curled
around his cock and balls, spreading across his groin to his thighs and
down his legs.
	"Fuck! Steve's going to love that hairy body. He goes ape when the
man fucking him is really hairy and presses down, rubbing his smooth skin
with a thick pelt of fur.
       This is how we're going to work it. We'll go in, and I'll climb on
the bed at his head. I'll grab hold so he can't turn and start fucking his
face right away. Once he's moaning around my hard cock, I'll signal
you. You get on the bed, pull his ass apart real fast and ram that big log
all the way in. He likes it that way, rough and hard. Don't worry about
lube. He knows to be ready before I come to him. Cover him with that hairy
body and go to town, deep, hard and rough. Once you get in gear, I might
tell him who it is, maybe not! Got it?"
	"Hell yeah. Just like we used to do to that freshman kid...Dwight,
wasn't that his name?"
	"Shit yeah! I'd forgotten about him. He used to take on you, me and
Jerry under the bleachers. Remember the time we took him in the locker room
and the coach walked in on us. We thought we were dead meat, but he just
pulled out his big cock and jacked off while he watched."
	"Those were wild days all right!"
	"And they can be back. My kid is just the same. He's taken Jerry,
his son Matt and me and wanted more, wishing Jimbo, Jerry's other son, was
there too."
       "My god! Who all has he had sex with?"
       "Later! I'll tell you about all the adventures he's had. It's a long
story and there've been lots of guys. Once you get comfortable and are
ready for it to happen, he'll be happy to add Jim to the group equation. He
wanted Jim to fuck him ever since he started sucking him, but was afraid to
ask. The guy who trained him took his mouth pussy the first time and his
ass-cherry the second. Sunday, Steve finally got his wish, and he says your
kid is a wild man, can't get enough."
	"You talk about all this with him."
	"Shit yeah! No more secrets in the male part of the Andrews
house. Like I said, later I'll tell you the whole story of his sexual
adventures."
	"I still don't know if I could talk to Jim about all this."
	"We'll talk about it later, figure out a plan. Right now we've got
a sex-hungry slutty whore to take care of!"
	The two men went down the hall and into Steve's bedroom. Steve,
hearing the soft footsteps and expecting his dad, started to raise his
head. "Head down slut! I'm gonna fuck your face first," Captain Andrews
barked as he quickly got on the bed and straddled his son's head, his knees
pressed down on the boy's shoulders. He pulled Steve's head up with his big
hands clasped on each side. "Open up, whore boy, and take my cock!" Steve
felt the big thick head nudging into his open mouth and then make its way
across his tongue to the entrance to his throat. "Get ready to deep-throat
this man's cock, pussy," the captain growled as the thick slab of manmeat
slowly pushed past the guarded entrance and down. Unlike with his son's
ass, he was always gentle as he entered his throat, letting him get
accustomed to the thick invader before he began fucking it without mercy
the way Steve liked it. Soon he was pulling out, allowing Steve to caress
the hard blood-engorged tube of flesh with his tongue. Then it was back in,
deeper and harder this time. Quickly his fucking turned into deep, fast
thrusts, Steve's head held tightly in his big hands. The boy, gasping for
air each time his father pulled almost out of his oral cavity, began to
moan loudly around the big sausage that was brutally fucking his throat.
	Mr. Evans had been standing beside the bed stroking his huge tool
and rubbing his hand across his hairy chest as he stared in lustful
amazement as his friend plundered his own son's mouth-pussy, remembering
the times he and John had banged their high-school pussy-boys. Staring at
his friend as he eagerly waited for the signal to climb on the bed and ram
his hard, leaking cock deep into the beautiful, muscular ass that was
spread out before him, he pulled on his hard nipples and quickened his
powerful strokes on his hard pole that was slick with the copious cockslime
that was pouring out of the thick open slit at its head.  Captain Andrews
looked up and nodded. It took only seconds for the fit, hairy man to vault
himself onto the bed between Steve's outspread legs, pushing them farther
apart with his strong legs and ramming his thick torpedo into the waiting
hole. He heard Steve grunt "Huuuhh" and saw him unsuccessfully try to lift
his head out of the viselike grip of his mouth-fucker.
	"Surprise, whore! Got another fucker for you! A new fucker! I know
how much you love being fucked by two hard, thick mancocks! I brought a
friend home with me from Rotary! You're going to like him. He's as big and
rough as your daddy! We used to fuck pussy-boys like you when we were in
high school! Just like Daddy and Jerry. In fact, the three of us used to
fuck pussy-boys together. You're gonna like having another of Daddy's
friends to fuck you. And you're really going to like this one!
	Steve groaned as the two massive ramrods raped his holes. His ass
was full of the thick, rough pounder. `He's as big as Dad,' he thought as
he moaned in pleasure around his dad's thick meat that was filling his
mouth and throat. He moaned as he felt the friction of the man's chest and
belly hair rubbing on his smooth skin. This was so hot. `Who could it be?'
Steve thought he knew all of his dad's friends, especially those he had
grown up with. It couldn't be Ray Alvoratti, Tony's policeman father, his
dad said it was somebody new. Steve went over the list of men he knew went
to high school with his dad and Mr. Sims, some of them fathers of his
friends, as the two rough studs continued to pound his mouth and ass. He
felt himself begin to build to orgasm as the thick meat in his ass battered
his sensitive prostate over and over. His moans and groans grew louder and
more frantic as he spewed his jism onto his already-wet cruddy sheets.
	"You just fucked a load out of him. You want to trade?" he heard
his father say to the man at his rear. There was no answer, but the men
slowed down and slowly withdrew their hard cocks form his mouth and ass. As
his dad released his hold on Steve's head and pulled away from his face, he
pushed it down into the mattress. "Face down! Keep it there! You'll find
out soon enough," he ordered in a commanding growl.
	Steve, his face pressed into the mattress as his father had
commanded, felt the weight of the other man as he climbed onto the
bed. Mr. Evans, his buttocks resting on his heels, gradually inched forward
until his knees were pressing against the boy's shoulders. Steve's head was
clamped between two hard muscular softly-haired slabs. He moved his head so
that his face was pressing into the slightly damp, musky smelling space. He
was buried deep in the hairy crevice between the man's thighs. He could
feel the loose hair-covered skin of his scrotum hanging around his nose and
down pressing against his mouth. Pressed up between his eyes and on his
forehead, he could feel the prominent tube running along the underside of
the man's hard, ass-slimed thick cock.
	The boy opened his mouth and sucked in on the big testicle hiding
in the soft sack cradled by his soft lips. He lapped at it with his tongue,
slurping the salty sweat and smelling and tasting the man musk his best
friend's father had worked up while fucking his ass. He spit out the orb he
had been sucking and moved his open mouth, seeking its mate. Finding it, he
proceeded to slurp, suck and lick. Finally he moved his mouth down sucking
in the loose hairy skin, feeling the hairs tickling his tongue and the wet,
fleshy insides of his gobbling lips. He stretched out his tongue, seeking
the thin ridge hiding in the forest of hair that ran down into dark, dank
crevice that led to the tight man-muscle he wanted to lick, suck, kiss.
	Groaning in frustration, he gave up on the impossible treasure hunt
and began to work his way up through the folds of hairy skin to the thick
base of the cock that he could feel with his tongue as he chewed and
slurped on the forest of curly hairs surrounding it. All the time he had
been exploring the musky delights of the mystery man's crotch and balls,
his father had been pounding his ass. He could feel another load building
up inside him as his burly dad pressed down on his back with his hairy
chest. His fucker's face was pressed into his shoulder. He could feel his
hot breath on his ear and blowing past the side of his face into the hairy
crotch he was devouring.
	"Yeah! Lick in that crotch! Slobber it up! Chew on all that hair!
Bury your face in it! Feel the sweat and spit all over your face! Slutty
whore! Sucking and chewing in a stranger's crotch. Maybe not a stranger!
Doesn't matter to you! It's a man! A man you're offering yourself to! To be
used! That's what you want! That's what you need! My slutty little
whore-boy son," the big fireman growled in his son's ear as he bit down on
his earlobe, chewing it and spitting it out, as he continued to pound
toward his climax.
	It was all part of the role-playing that had developed between
father and son, father's friend and son, father's friend's sons and his own
son. Adding another friend, the father of his son's friend made it more
exciting. The idea of his son servicing the father of his son's friend who
his son was whore for caused him to pound harder and harder as he felt
Steve's ass spasming as he shot another load of boy-cum into the soaking
sheets under him at the same time as his father filled his ass-pussy with a
huge daddy-load.
	Realizing that he was still rock-hard after ejaculating his load,
Captain Andrews continued to pound the wide-open ass beneath him. "Time to
quit playing around! Get on that hard cock you're slurping around and give
the man your mouth-pussy, boy. Suck that man's cock. Take it down your
gullet and get him off."
	As the man shifted slightly and aimed his leaking cock into Steve's
mouth, he continued to hold forcefully onto the boy's head, so that he
still could not see who his fucker was. As the huge shaft buried itself in
and down, forcing itself deep into the gagging throat, Steve's face was
pressed into a forest of blonde hairs. As he pulled back to gasp for air
before his head was pulled back and the thick pole buried itself back in he
glimpsed a muscular stomach and chest covered over with a fine pelt of
hair. Not a young man, but a man in his prime just like his father.
	"That's it, Henry. Fuck the whore. Fuck him just like your son
does," Steve heard his father order.
	`Henry! Fuck me like his son does! Henry! Jim's dad's name is
Henry!' Steve's brain screamed. He violently wrenched his head out of the
man's grasp and looked up. Looking down at him with a big smile was Jim's
father, Mr. Evans, who quickly regained his hold and slammed his cock down
into his son's cocksucker's throat.
	"Hello, Steve. You like getting fucked by Jim's dad? How does the
old man measure up to his stud son? Is my cock big enough? Is it as big as
Jim's? Your dad and I used to fuck gay-boys like you when we were young
jocks. I'd forgotten how good a tight boy ass felt and how good a
cocksucker's mouth-pussy was wrapped around my cock. I plan on doing this a
lot in the future. Your dad invited me to join him and Jerry Sims in
keeping your holes occupied. I wonder of Jim would like to join us, like
Matt and Jimbo Sims?"
	"Enough talking, get serious about fucking, Henry! I'm about to
blow my second load up this sweet ass. Cum with me and maybe we'll have
time for you to fuck it again," the captain urged.
	The two men revved up their fucking of Steve's two holes. Mr. Evans
tightly gripping his head as he hammered his hard cock in and out of his
mouth and his dad holding on to his narrow hips as he pistoned in and out
of his cummy asshole. Soon the two were filling both holes with their
seed. The captain ripped his still hard cock out of his son's ass as
Mr. Evans, also still hard, dropped the boy's head and got off the bed and
came to stand beside the burly fireman. They made a sexy pair, men any
cock-whore would be happy to service. Steve's muscular, hairy dad and the
slightly shorter and leaner blond-haired father of his best friend.
	"On your back whore and spread `em. Your best friend's father wants
some more of your ass and I want you watching him as he fucks you. Climb in
the saddle cowboy and show my son you can fuck him as good or better than
your boy!"
	Without hesitation, Mr. Evans climbed on the bed and skewered his
son's spread-open cocksucker. "Damn! This is sweet! Tight boy ass! Even
after getting fucked by that hog of yours! Brings back memories of good
times in high school!"
	"They're back again, buddy! These holes are yours and mine and
Jerry's whenever we want them. Isn't that right whore?"
	"Yeah! Any time Mr. Evans! I'm your whore and Daddy's and Mr. Sims'
any time you want!" Steve moaned as he looked up at his best friend's
handsome dad as he pounded his sensitive asshole.
	"That's right! But right now get on my cock and clean it off like a
good little slut!"
	"Oh yeah, Daddy. I am your good little slut," Steve said as he took
his father's softened cock in his mouth.
	Later, after Mr. Evans had filled Steve's hole with his second load
and Steve and the two men had gotten themselves cleaned up and dressed, the
telephone rang. It was Mr. Sims reporting that Steve's mom had just left
the office on her way home. As Mr. Evans left, he said to Captain Andrews,
"Tell Steve not to say anything to Jim about this. I'll figure out a way to
get the ball rolling. Maybe I'll pretend to catch them at it next week."