Date: Fri, 5 Apr 2013 23:22:34 -0400 From: Silo Addict Subject: It Started at the Pool (Chapter 3) It started at the pool By Silo Addict (siloaddict@hotmail.com) Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of sex between a man and his teenage son. This story is entirely fictional and isn't true. Any characters or scenarios that share any similarities to real life people are events are purely coincidental. The author of this story is not a minor but of legal age. Feedback is always welcome. Share your comments, suggestions, story ideas and by all means your own fantasies and experiences with family members at siloaddict@hotmail.com. Remember, Nifty needs the support of readers like you to continue to provide you with the entertainment you enjoy. Please make a donation of any size to Nifty. Thank you. Chapter 3 Jeremy lost his erection quickly. How long had his father been standing there? Enough to see Jeremy shoving three fingers up his ass, enough for his father be concerned when he yelled "Daddy!". It was bad enough he thought about his father violating his body in the worst ways possible just to get off, but the whole situation was a reversal of sorts as well. Earlier that day he caught his dad stroking his cock in the pool's shower room when he thought he was alone. Now the tables had turned, his father had caught him at his most vulnerable. And there was another thought that tickled Jeremy's brain. The thrill of getting found out and the idea that any stranger could walk in at any time only added to the hotness of the memory. Now, in the privacy of their own home, where Jeremy felt most safe and protected, was now becoming a place of increasing apprehension. The sound of splashing water calmed him. He turned around sitting on the ground with his back against the marbled wall. He rubbed his smooth legs up and down then kneaded his hairless sac. He sat calmly staring at the door the excitement of his father catching him again quickly filling his young dick, but he didn't show. Jeremy shut off the water and grabbed the closest towel. Despite his nervousness after the incident, the boy did get his wish. He saw his father's cock for the second time in one day. As he approached the sink to brush his teeth, he wiped the mirror to see his reflection. His lengthy shower had fogged things up pretty good, leaving his fingers pruned and his muscles relaxed. Then something peculiar struck him. When he looked at the mirror the shower doors came into view, yet when he turned around he saw no steam accumulated on the glass. How could this be? Jeremy searched not knowing how this was possible. On a lark, he looked under the sink and hiding in the back amidst the toiletries and other soaps was something in the very back. Jeremy snaked his arm to reach the bottle and when he grabbed it his questions were answered, for in his hand was a half-empty bottle of Rain-X. What the hell was going on here? First, his father jerked off in front of him, then he caught Jeremy slowly fucking himself a moment ago, now he took steps to view his son masturbating. Short of a spycam on his computer his father was turning into a real Peeping Tom, as young Jeremy slowly became accustomed to the idea of being naked in front of his dad. After drying his body and putting on his pajamas, he opened the door slightly making sure his father was nowhere to be found. His mother usually turned in around nine o'clock or so and it wasn't unusual for his dad to turn in late. He was dead tired. It was an extremely warm May night and with no ceiling fan in his room coupled with his mother's insistence not to turn on the A/C meant he'd be sleeping in his underwear for the third night in the row. Once his head hit the pillow Jeremy was out like a light. And just like that he was back in the pool shower, soaping up his hairless body, but instead of washing body across from his dad, they were now sharing the same showerhead. His father's body towered over him as young Jeremy pushed back. His father's cock nestled comfortably between his legs, brushing over his balls. He laughed and looked up at his father who was also smiling, but they're not alone. In fact every one of the showers was currently occupied by other men and their sons. Most looked to be Jeremy's age in their early teens, but there were several dads there with their adult sons also, washing each other's bodies tenderly, lovingly. You could tell they were related, not by their faces or their similar body types, but by the bonding and closeness between each pair. From the closest corner, he watched a large brawny man with thick muscles and a dark forest of chest hair wash his son's ass with renewed vigor. The son was in his early twenties at least. He was the same height as his father equally as hairy but scrawny too. The dad lowered onto his haunches, before spreading his ass cheeks wide. "Remember when I used to do this when you were little," said the man loud enough for those around him to hear. "Come here often?" asked Jeremy's dad. "Over ten years now, ever since I caught him masturbating in my underwear." His son leaned against the wall, his legs spread. From the ground his father tugged at his legs leaning back. "I tell you there's nothing better than the love with your own flesh and blood." The man had a thick accent, Greek or perhaps Turkish. His cock was longer and thicker than his father as it dangled along his shins. His father chuckled. "I know what you mean. This little guy caught be stroking right in this very spot and it wasn't long before he dragged me to that very cubicle and took my cock for all it was worth." His dad wrapped his arm around Jeremy proudly. Others turned in their direction grinning, father's patting their son's on the back, light tugging at their little cocks. "My name is Dmitri and this is my son Nicholas," said the man rising to his feet. Nicolas remained silent leaning against the wall, more shy than scared. Dmitri reached his arm out and his father readily shook it. "My name's Hank and this is my son, Jeremy." The boy shook Dmitri's hand and it nearly disappeared in his massive grip. "I guess we're a couple of son fuckers aren't we?" said his father, attempting to break the ice. The statement would've shocked any father but the man simply grinned, looking his son up and down. "It would seem so." Dmitri caressed his grown son's ass as Nicholas wrapped his arm around his father's waist. "Even in college he can't get enough of daddy cock." "I know what you mean. Most mornings I can't wake up without his mouth around my cock." "Get back against the wall," said Dmitri casually. His son assumed the position and Dmitri lowered to the ground once again. "So tell me how you came to fuck this little guy?" The Dad leaned in close and sniffed his son's ass before tonguing his rectum lovingly. At this point Jeremy doesn't even know if he's still listening. But his dad continued on, "If you can believe it he's the one that seduced me. Only a few days after he sucked my cock, he found me in the living room jerking off late one night, robe wide open, everything on display for him to see." Nicholas moaned, his father sensuously snaking his tongue around his son's anus. Jeremy could see his dad having trouble telling the story, so he began stroking his father's cock instead, not helping matters. "Believe it or not this little guy comes in stark naked and without saying a word drops to his knees and starts sucking my cock like he did that same day. After a couple of minutes, he takes my dick out of his mouth and with those wide innocent eyes says to me, 'Daddy, will you fuck me?' And it's been bliss ever since." Dimitri took his tongue out of his son's ass long enough to say, "That's a wonderful story." Hank sized up the Nicholas up and down. "If you don't mind me saying so your son has a beautiful ass." "Would you like a taste?" "Don't mind if I do." It doesn't take long for Hank to take Dmitri's position behind his son and begin tonguing the pink pucker. The sphincter winked at him as his dad made contact with his hole. Not wishing to miss out on the fun, Jeremy took Dimitri's hand, just as he did his father's not that day, and set the brawny man down less than a meter away from the pair. Dimitri's sat on the floor with his back against the wall, Jeremy lied against his body, lovingly playing with the man's chest hair. The kid wrapped his small hand around Dimitri's dick, him gently fingering Jeremy's boypussy, as they watched the fathers and sons around them in the midst of sexual play. "Tell me about the people here." "Well, over there is Patrick McDonald and his son Tommy." Both caught a side-long glimpse of father-son bonding in the best way possible. The dad was overweight, with red hair receding along the crown and freckles over his entire body. His son was a pasty-skinned ginger with freckles on this face and chest. The boy was on his back, legs up the air, as his father fucked him mercilessly. For a second Jeremy thought he might crush the lad but it was clear from the pleasure on boy's face that he'd experienced this a hundred times before. "And there's Damian and his son Lewis." Damian was a six-foot-tall black man with a shaved head and a toned chest. The son was lighter skinned and less muscular watching them as father and son shared an open-mouthed kiss, embracing their soapy bodies against one another. "And there's Billy Wu and his twin boys, Michael and Shawn." Billy was a slightly chubby Asian man. The sons looked to be about Jeremy's age. The father stood in the center of the showerroom, one son was sucking his dick, the other eating his ass. The place writhed with groans. Fathers and sons experience the best kind of love between and many sharing their sons with others willingly, sexually. Jeremy brought his face to Dimitri's and pulled his body down so it laid perfectly across the stranger. The thick middle finger probing his tiny ass felt like a sausage invading him. From the corner of his eye, he watched his father rise to his feet, soaping his thickening penis before plunging it straight into Nicholas's ass. The boy groaned loudly as once again Jeremy gripped the man's cock. "I want this dick up my ass!" said Jeremy sternly, and straddled the man's hips. He extended his hand and grabbed the soap, lathering up the Dimtri's dick. "You are a horny little fucker aren't you," he said. The accent drove him wild. Jeremy rubbed his hairy chest so he didn't accidentally fall over and got the feeling he hadn't had sex with a young boy in quite a long time. He gripped the dick from behind and delicately guided it to his quivering hole, the thick head making contact. Jeremy lowered his body down as the penis inched deeper and deeper into his asshole. "Ohhhhh!" cried Jeremy, the pain of his ring being stretched almost too much to bear as he seethed between clenched teeth. "It's okay son," said Dimitri, rubbing Jeremy's shoulders, forgetting for a moment that Nicholas was fucking his father. Despite the tenderness, he shoved the last inch of his dick home and the man's thick public hair soon tickled his ass. Jeremy held back tears, letting the initial pain subside. The giant man grabbed his young dick and slowly rubbed it, then something inside the boy soon turned the pain to pleasure. As Jeremy grinded, his ass finally adjusting to the invasion, he quickly picked up speed. Before he knew it, the man was pounding the shit out of Jeremy, and there he was meeting Dimitri thrust for thrust. "I'm going to cuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmm!" he yelled, and that pushed his lover over the edge. Semen flood his young ass in thick hefty spurts. It's enough to send Jeremy over the edge as well. Cum exploded over Dimitri's chest and he gently rubbed it into his chest. They begin to catch their breath but not before sharing an elongated kiss. Cum leaks out of Jeremy's ass once the softening breaks free and it isn't long before the two are showered in cum from above. His father and Nicholas hover over them, unleashing their own torrents of semen. Jeremy opened his mouth wide but settled for hoovering Nicholas's pale dick instead, masterfully cleaning it. "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship," said his father jokingly. ************* Jeremy woke up in the middle of the night, sweating, not because it was hot but because of the dream. When he brought his hand up from beneath the covers, it's wet. It's also completely covered in cum, his softening penis poking out of the waistband of his underwear. When he looked at his alarm clock it read 2:30 a.m. and he had to take a piss worse than ever. Jeremy headed towards the bathroom when something caught his eye. There were lights still on from the main level of the house. It's not like anyone be to up this late, thought Jeremy. Feedback is always welcome as are plot ideas for the story. Share your comments, suggestions, and by all means your own fantasies and experiences with family members at siloaddict@hotmail.com. Remember, Nifty needs the support of readers like you to continue to provide you with the entertainment you enjoy. Please make a donation of any size to Nifty. Thank you.