Date: Fri, 10 Aug 2012 06:27:33 -0700 (PDT) From: Gustav Rennick Subject: Good Fortune Part 3 That night I was so horny I fucked my wife three times. My wife was delighted and commented on how I should do whatever it was I did during the day to make me so horny. Little did she know and I could hardly tell her. I also could not tell her I was envisioning Garrett's and Geoff's naked asses and thinking how I wanted to be plowing them. The next morning I dragged around until my wife left for work. I saw Greg off to his summer job with a hearty hug. And then I ran, literally ran, to Garrett's room, tore back his bedcovers and woke my son by ramming my cock up his ass with only my pre-cum as lubricant. Once he realized who was attacking him, he began encouraging my efforts with things like, "Fuck me, daddy. Harder, daddy, harder." Every time he said `daddy' I swear my cock got harder. I know the energy I was using on his ass increased. Soon I was pounding him into his mattress unmercifully. He grunted and groaned with every thrust. I reach around him to play with his nipples, nice, hard nubbins they were. I discovered that if I twisted and tugged on those little buttons it made his ass tighten. I was close to blowing my wad in my eldest's ass when my youngest popped in the room, "Garrett, do we have timeÉ?" He naturally stopped when he saw me plowing his brother's ass. "Geoff, get on the bed!" I ordered. Geoff complied. "Kneel beside Garrett. Ass up!" Once he was in place, I shifted my lust from one son to the other. Kneeling behind Geoff, staring at his perfectly formed, round, hairless ass I had to taste him. I stuck my tongue into his ass crack, running it up and down that crevasse. His little puckered hole twitched each time I swept over it. Garrett swung around so he could swallow Geoff's cock and Geoff could do the same to him. I focussed my attack on Geoff's tiny hole, marvelling on how it had taken Garrett's cock yesterday. My tongue probed the ring, pushing ever so slightly in. The taste was amazing: kind of funky, tangy, sweet and sour all at once. I probed deeper. I pulled his cheeks apart, stretching that little hole to gain greater access to Geoff's interior. I didn't know if Geoff's moans and groans were because my efforts or Garrett's and I didn't care. I needed to get my cock in that hole now. I positioned myself and caught Garrett's eye as he deep-throated his little brother's cock. Garrett nodded at me when I placed my cock head onto the puckered ring. He then raised his legs so they were pressing on Geoff's shoulders. Strange I thought. Then suddenly, Garrett applied pressure on those shoulders shoving Geoff back onto my cock. I picked up my clue and thrust forward. I pierced my son's ass and Geoff bucked at the intrusion, but between Garrett's backward motion and my forward there was no escaping. Soon all 7.5' of daddy cock was inside my youngest's ass. It felt fantastic. So hot, so tight, so inviting. Geoff groaned in pain and I almost withdrew but Garrett's hands grabbed my ass and he held me in position. Soon Geoff's groans of pain changed to moans of pleasure. "Fuck me, daddy. Show me how to fuck, daddy." I don't know if Geoff had overheard Garrett calling me daddy or not, but his use of that name really got the juices flowing. One moment I was gleefully plunging in and out and the next I felt the most amazing orgasm overwhelm me. It was more than just a climax Ð a shooting of cum. It was one of those orgasms you read about in pornography or in Penthouse Letters. My entire body shook. My toes curled. My eyes rolled back in my head. I momentarily blacked out. I flooded Geoff's ass with so much cum it trickled out onto his balls and cock hence into Garrett's waiting mouth. Seconds later I could feel Geoff cum in his brother's mouth and shortly after heard Garrett growling as his hip bucked up into Geoff's mouth. My cock remained hard and in Geoff's ass. I manoeuvred onto my back managing to keep Geoff skewered. I returned to fucking him. I sensed Garrett moving around between my legs then my legs being raised. Geoff took hold and leaned back pulling my legs with him. I was aware of a rush of air across my asshole and then a sharp pain. Garrett was fucking me. His 6" was spreading my asshole as far as it ever been stretched and was driving forward relentlessly. It took only a moment to feel his pubic hair against my ass and to know he was in me all the way. The pain was intense and I wanted to cry out. I took a deep breath, held it and soon the pain passed. It was replaced by a wonderful, almost peaceful sensation; a heat generated by Garrett's cock soothed my insides. And then that cock hit the magic spot. It had been years since an anonymous sex partner had fingered and rubbed my prostate. Now the head of Garrett's cock stroked that spot and I recalled that forgotten feeling. "Garrett, keep that up. Fuck your old man. Do me hard, son." And he did. His pace and his drive increased. I could feel his balls slapping against mine. His momentum drove my cock ever deeper into Geoff who was bouncing his ass on my cock enthusiastically. Garrett's skill at fucking was evident and I was brought to edge very quickly. I didn't want it to end Ð either fucking or being fucked Ð but it was too good to last. "I'm cumming!" I shouted, "Oh, God, I am cumming!" My second load that morning felt as copious as my first. My cock kept twitching within Geoff's ass for what seemed forever. I suddenly felt Garrett's cock swell and my guts fill with warmth, "Cumming, Dad, cumming in your ass!" Not to be left out, Geoff announced, "I am going to cum!" but rather than stay skewered on my cock he pulled himself off, spun around and plunged his cock into my mouth. I was soon filled with his creamy, salty goo. I didn't want to swallow and lose that taste. When Geoff pulled out, some of the goo was pulled out onto my chin. Geoff climbed off; Garrett leaned in and licked the treasure off. He kissed me and our tongues shared the delight left by his little brother. Little brother meanwhile had moved behind me, pushed Garrett out of the way and without warning drove his 5" up my ass. Despite having just had his brother's larger cock up there, the intrusion was not without pain. This pain swiftly turned to pleasure. Obviously I was becoming more accustomed to having cock in my ass. Geoff fucked with gusto, bouncing my ass on his cock like a pro. He managed to hit my prostate almost every time and it was great. Garrett chuckled as he murmured in my ear, "Well, now the Energizer Bunny of fucking has got you, Pops. This kid can stay hard forever. His record with me is 2 hours and 45 minutes give or take. And the only reason he stopped then was because we had a client coming in. So dig in for the long haul." He gave me a thumbs up and a kiss as he slid from the bed, "Okay, I have to get Mamet to camp so I will see you later, stud. Steve's coming at 9:15 right?" He tousled Geoff's hair, pulled on shorts, a t-shirt and some sneakers and left the room saying, "Enjoy, Dad." As the little Energizer bunny screwed my ass, I wondered if Garrett directed that to me, in which case it meant `enjoy the fucking from your youngest son, Dad' or ,if it was aimed at Geoff, it meant `enjoy fucking your father.' Either way contemplating semantic meanings was a strange thing to think about while your ass was being pummelled by your 13 year old son. I lay back and enjoyed the sensations Geoff was sending through my body. I wondered if I could stand more than 2 hours of ass fucking. Unfortunately, or fortunately for my ass, I had to go to work so wouldn't have the time to discover my ass's stamina today. "Geoff, love, I have to go to work soon, so you'll have to finish up soon." Geoff looked at me as though I had lost my mind. He leaned forward bending me in half and double his stroke-rate. He took hold of my nipples and began flicking them. When I groaned my appreciation of that, he began getting rougher, tugging and twisting them. Again an unexpected groan of pleasure from me increased the intensity of his actions. "Gar, likes rough nipple play, too. So you and him are so much a like." I didn't feel like correcting his grammar just then as he gave a simultaneous vicious pull-twist that sent shock waves through my system. "Like getting fucked too, right, Dad?" I could only nod. "Gee, I wonder how much I could charge my friends to fuck you?" That sent a different kind of shock wave through my system. "Say what?!?! You want to pimp me out, like you do Garrett?" "Damn, right I do. There have to be guys who would pay big to fuck father and son at the same time. I think that would be really hot to watch. You and Gar side by side as clients fuck you. Yeah." The last was accompanied by a firm deep thrust up my rectum that indicated he was cumming. Well, that and the warm sensation of his teenage cum flooding my middle-age ass. He grabbed hold of my cock and with a few jerks brought me to orgasm. I blew cum all over my face and in my mouth. I tasted my own cum fresh from the spigot for the first time. Another new sensation to add to my growing list of firsts. Geoff pulled his cum-coated cock from my ass, unbent me and shoved it in my mouth. He actually was face-fucking me and I wasn't sure he would let me get to work today until he withdrew and plopped down beside me. "You are a hot fuck, Dad. I bet a lot of guys who would pay big for a piece of that ass and mouth. Think about it." With that he popped off the bed and out of the room. I lay there for a while, cum leaking from ass and mouth, feeling totally like the whore my youngest son wanted me to become. Various thoughts ran through my head, `I'm a respected lawyer I can't do that.' and `Sounds exciting to have teens paying for my ass.' and `That could ruin my reputation forever.' and `A father-son tag team fuck, sounds hot.' And numerous alternatives on those themes. Those thoughts continued as I showered, dressed and drove to work. I found myself looking at guys, particularly guys I passed everyday, wondering what they would look like naked, hard and screwing my son, or sons, or me, or me and my sons. Needless to say I was as hard as a rock as I entered the office. I grabbed a law review magazine from reception to provide some cover. In my private office I made a beeline for the ensuite and jerked off my third load of the morning all the while thinking about my naked sons. The associates' meeting that morning was torture. All the younger attorneys and the interns were present. A couple of days ago I would probably fantasize about the females, today I could not stop staring at the fellows in their suits, respectable business-like, and envision myself bending them over the conference table, ripping their pants off and ramming my cock in each of them. I really have no idea what we discussed or what I said, I would have to wait for the minutes to see what, if anything, I said out loud. Needless to say another jerk off session followed. And another session after each encounter with a male of any sort. I lost count of the number of sessions I had but I was shooting blanks by the end of the business day. On the way home I was painfully aware of how much my cock hurt. I had rubbed it raw, literally in some places. I didn't think I could get it up for a week, but with that thought was the image of Garrett and Geoff massaging soothing cream on my cock and I sprang another erection immediately. `I am going to die of excessive sex by the end of the week,' I thought as I drove into the garage. Fortunately for me my wife had beaten my home and I was, therefore, from the sexual advances of my sons, I hoped. Feedback is always welcome as are story ideas and suggestions, write to gustavrennick at yahoo dot com. Remember: support Nifty with your donations to help keep this free service free.