Date: Thu, 20 Jun 2019 01:44:20 +0000 From: gymdad Subject: MANthology: Colin 2 (section; gay incest) This work is entirely fictional and features sexual relations between fathers and (often) underaged sons. If this is offensive to you, move on. If this is illegal where you are, or if you are under 18 years of age, proceed with caution. The author neither endorses nor condones any of the actions depicted in this fictional work of fantasy. Copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal or private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. *** Your feedback is greatly appreciated. Please tell me what you think at gymdad@protonmail.com *** Nifty is an awesome platform for so many different typed of erotic fiction. Please consider making a donation to keep this archive open for as long as possible. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html *** // This is a direct continuation of Colin 1 * * * * * * * * * * // Where we left off: -- -- "Yeah, that's it. Shoot your load down his mouth." I said to my 14 year old son. I pulled back to watch and saw his shaft pulse seven times into the guy's mouth. Some of it leaked out the corners of his mouth so it must've been a massive load. `That's my boy!' I thought. Finally when it was done spurting and Colin relaxed, he released my bush and brought his hand back to himself. I leaned back my way, sitting up and grabbed my leaking cock. The guy got up and moved towards Colin, planting a kiss on his open mouth. They locked and I could tell he was sharing the load back and forth as my son's tongue explored the cum-filled mouth. It was so hot, I almost shot my load. Then suddenly, the guy moved over to me and did the same. He came up to my mouth and dove in, shoving his tongue into my moe. I automatically did the same and I could taste Colin's cum as he swirled it around my tongue. I swallowed what I could. I clamped down on the back of the guy's head pulling him into me harder. The taste of cum makes me an animal and I cannot take responsibility for my actions. I'm like a shark in a frenzy. The guy pulled back and I licked my lips. "Good boy." I said to him. He smiled and wiped his mouth. I had tasted my son's cum for the first time. Something told me it wouldn't be the last. The night was young. And so was he. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * COLIN 2 -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- Colin slumped back on the sofa, enjoying the delirium. His head was back, his eyes nearly closed, his back far down on the sofa like he deflated. This pushed his ass and knees forward and his spent cock was thick and rubbery as it hung down over his balls. I felt a twinge of shame that I found it so sexy, but in my state, that was quickly overrun by pride and desire. The G was still in full effect and I knew I wasn't in my right mind. But my mind was going a million places I never let it go to before. By now we noticed we had a couple guys standing around watching the spectacle and stroking their cocks. The guy stood back a bit and I got up off the sofa and onto my knees to suck him. I grabbed him and pulled him into my mouth, all the way in. I could feel the head of his cock hit my throat and push it open slightly. Thank god I had lost my gag reflex years ago. I pulled back, pressing my lips along the length of his shaft as I went, to squeeze out any precum. And sure enough, I could taste it on the tip of my tongue. I flicked his piss slit with my tongue a bit and he moaned in pleasure. "Aw, fuck daddy. That feels so good." Hmm... I wonder how Colin would react if he heard other boys calling me `Daddy'. But hearing it made me want to tell everyone about my son, sitting on the sofa, now watching his father suck a 20-something's cock and stroking his own dick. Aw, youth. To spring back to life minutes after shooting your load. `Atta boy' I thought. He really was his dad's son. I moved up and down the guy's cock, turning my head around it slightly as I went; taking his cock out of my mouth and moving my lips up and down it like popsicle, gently scraping it with my facial hair. He winced slightly and I dove back down -- this time rapidly pistoning up and down so the head hit my throat and gave him a double sensation of rubbing his tip against a slick surface as I sucked. A few more guys had joined the audience and were groaning their approval as Colin got up and joined me at the young man's cock. I pulled off and smiled, angling the cock toward's my son's mouth. He opened wide and wrapped his boyish lips around it. "Come on... show him what you've learned." He began to sink down until his nose was against the tidy patch of hair above the guy's shaft. Colin gagged a little. "Go slow. Just relax." I said soothingly. He pulled back up slowly, no doubt using his tongue to caress the shaft. He repeated it a few times, then pulled off and ran his lips up and down it like I had done. I joined him on the other side and though the guy didn't know it, he had father and son sucking his cock. We moved up and down the shaft together, looking at each other. I silently asked if this was OK, even though I felt so horny, ANYthing would be OK by me. His eyes let me know he was more than into it. He was consumed by lust at this point. Our lips and tongues touched now and then as we shared the meat. Just then I heard one of the audience members groan and saw him step up just before he shot a load. Three ropes of hot cum landed on the guy's dick, our mouths and across Colin's face. Cum was dripping from his nose and we lapped and sucked the man's cum off the young cock. My son was a cum slut. We were both cum sluts. It was in our DNA to want other men's DNA. This sent the guy to the edge and I heard him breathe fast and deep as he grabbed his cock out of our mouths. He clamped his eyes shut and stroked himself to the finish line, using the stranger's jizz as lube. Both Colin and I sat back on our haunches. I licked some of the cum off my lips and Colin wiped his face and lapped it up off his fingers. A few more guys had edged closer and it became a small circle of men jacking their meat above us both. My son and I sat back on our knees next to each other as the guy let out a guttural moan and shot his load across us both. A stream of thick cum landed across my chest and stomach and Colin's groin as he stroked himself. Another groan came from my left as another spectator stepped up to shoot. This time it was a massive load spurting out jet after jet of thin liquid spraying all over me and my son. The man was furiously jacking his meat and shooting so hard -- so much, that it sprayed all over our faces and chests as another man to our right moaned and shot all over my son. All I could think was "damn, I wish that was in my ass." A shooter like that is like winning the lottery. You can feel his cum hit the walls of your rectum and the heat of it fill you up as he spasms deep into you. We were covered in semen. It dripped off my son's face as he ran his tongue around his mouth. His hair was damp with jizz. A couple men shook the last drops of cum off their dicks and smiled. "That was fucking hot" one of them said as he patted Colin on the head. I stood up, and grabbed the young guy's cock and gave it a squeeze. "Thanks for the fun, boy." I said with a wink. I could feel the cum drip down my body and I ran a hand up my abs like a squeegee. Colin stood up and I saw he was already trying to get as much up as possible. I looked at my son and offered out the mixed load of anonymous cum pooled in my hand to him and he got the same look in his eye as I get in mine and dove onto it. He licked my palm clean. "Good boy... That's it. Don't waste it." I muttered to him. He stood back and ran his hand over my hairy pecs, rubbing the cum all over me. I reached out a hand and felt up his slick body. The voice of reason in my head was far away and quiet over the cacophony of lustful thoughts flashing through my mind. I felt up and down his chest; across his washboard abs and wiped up a load for myself. I brought it up to my mouth as Colin said "Oh my god, that was so fucking hot. Just like porn. Are parties always this fun?" "Meh..." I said, licking the last bit of cum off my fingers. "Not always. But sometimes. Sex parties are a gamble. You never know what you're gonna get, but some are better than others. This one is pretty good cuz it's a curated list. We all like the same thing so we're all on the same level." Colin nodded, filing that away. There was a brief silence as we both looked at each other, processing what had just happened. I felt a pang of fear flash across me as I thought he might be regretting this, but that disappeared as my son came up and wrapped his arms around me, pressing his head to my cummy chest. "Thank's dad." he said quietly. I don't think anyone heard that over the music. "I'm so glad you let me stay. I'm so glad you're here." Our naked, semen-soaked bodies rubbed together like greased pigs, and our cocks battled for space, smashed between us. The G was making me feel floaty and I moved slightly back and forth, feeling the wet rubbing of our bodies against each other as I held him close. It was sensual and pure. It was so right, in this moment. Maybe it was so right, period. I was feeling my own son's cock pressing into my groin and thigh and, no doubt, he was feeling his father's cock ram against his abs. It's the cock he'd seen many times, hanging down and swinging as I got out of the shower, or dressed, or he caught me making coffee in the morning before dressing. And I'd seen his cock countless times. As a child, of course - changing his diaper, teaching him how to keep his foreskin clean (he would spring a little boy boner every time) or much later when I would catch him jacking off. But he'd never seen me hard, I don't think. And this TriMix is gonna keep me hard for a LONG TIME. "I'm glad you're here too, son." I said quietly, running my hand through his hair. "I'm glad I can guide you through this. I should've been there for you long ago. I'm sorry." He broke the hug and looked at me with surprise. "Dad, you've always been there for me." That almost brought a tear to my eye but I pushed that down and jokingly knocked his chin with my knuckle. He laughed. After a second, we came back to reality and both looked down at ourselves. "Should we clean up?" he asked. I looked at him for a bit. "Nah.... Let's leave it. In this heat and humidity it won't dry to a crust and will eventually just sweat off or rub off." I said. "...plus I like seeing my boy covered in cum." He shot me a wicked grin. "You're as much of a cum slut as me, I think." I said to him. "I guess. Are guys not generally like that?" he asked. "Meh... not always. Not like us. We're pretty far up the spectrum." I said as Colin filed that away too. "Speaking of which," he said "You haven't cum yet." "No and I need to." I looked around the room as the bodies writhing and pounding all around us. "I need to fuck!" I said. "Who you wanna fuck?" my son asked. I looked over at him. I felt scared to admit that I wanted to scream YOU. But I didn't. I looked around and saw a cute boy draped over a fuck bench. He was indeterminate in age but looked 18-20. Blonde short hair buzzed to a fade and a thick, round ass like two volley balls sticking up. The Silver Daddy from before was convulsing behind him - no doubt depositing his silver seed into the boy, like so many others had done tonight. "Him." I pointed as I grabbed his hand and led him over to the fuck bench past 4 guys in a daisy chain humping in rhythm. We walked around to the boy as the Silver Daddy was pulling out and slapping his dripping cock against the boy's hole. He looked over at us and smiled. "Looks like you've had some fun." he said, running a hand up my cummy torso. "This your boy's load?" "No." "Who's load is it?" "I have no idea. I didn't catch their names and couldn't point `em out if I tried." I replied. A wicked smile spread across his scruffy face as he brought his finger to his mouth. "My kinda man." he growled at me. Turning to the ass, he asked "You want a go at this hole?" "Fuck yeah I do." I said as I grasped my cock. I paused. "Hey Tiger..." I said to Colin - calling him by the nickname my dad called me. "You fucked anyone yet?" "um... no?" He sheepishly admitted. The Silver Daddy looked over at him, slightly surprised. I turned to him and explained. "We're on an educational outing." The Silver Daddy smiled knowingly and nodded. No doubt he's trained many boys in his day. "Well come on, kid." He said to Colin. "Watch your daddy fuck." I felt a slight rush of adrenaline hearing him say that. If he only knew. He ushered my son over to the well-used hole. A stream of cum was running down his taint onto the floor. The Silver Daddy moved around the the front and fed the boy his cock to clean it up, which he obliged hungrily. He sucked and licked at the meat that had just seeded him as the Silver Daddy watched us. "Damn." Colin said. "How many loads have you taken?" The kid pulled off and turned his head back to look at us, raising his body off the bench, slightly. "Umm... 9 or 10, I think. I just got here." I laughed at that. "Fuck! What's your record?" "24." he said as he turned back around and taking the Silver Daddy's manhood back into his mouth. "Well you better get started, boy" the Silver Daddy told me. Boy? I guess to him I am. And I guess he could be my daddy. He was the right age. And it felt good. I pretended my dad was here and it was three generations passing on the art of fucking. Addressing Colin, I explained "OK, so not ALL bottoms are going to be this loose. He's been warmed up at least 9 or 10 times, so you don't have to do it for him. But when you're fucking someone, you need to warm up their asshole." I knelt down. "Start by rimming." I said as I stuck my tongue out. I licked around the edge. Colin knelt down next to me, his face inspecting the cum-filled hole gaping before us. "Flick it with your tongue, play with it a bit." I said "Then after a bit you can start tongue-fucking him." And with that I dove in, tongue first. Admittedly it was like rimming a milk jug, but that only allowed me to get my tongue further into his rectum. My nose was pressed against his sweaty tailbone and the globes of his ass made it hard to breathe so I came up for air every now and then. Colin was helping spread the cheeks but still... I scraped my tongue in and around the accommodating hole tasting who knows how many loads. I lapped them up and came up for air, then spit into his hole. "OK once you've warmed him up, lube up his hole a bit you start with a finger. One, two... get him used to something in there." I looked back at the winking chasm presenting itself to us and said "Obviously we can skip that step. He's loosened up and lubed up with cum already." And I stood up, lining my cock head up to the hole. Colin's face was still inches from it, and inches from my cock as I pressed my swollen head up to the opening and popped it in. "Normally you'd go slowly, bit by bit. But this boy doesn't need that," I turned up and addressed the boy. "Do you, fuck boy." I said with a slap on the ass. I saw him shake his head slightly. No doubt smiling with pride. With my son inspecting the shaft as it sank down, I ran down the length of my fat cock until I bottomed out. Then I pulled out. Colin saw the skin of his opening cling to my cock and I rammed it back in, this time with force. The boy moaned. Or was that Colin? I began pounding the hole, poisoning in and out as the Silver Daddy watched, stroking his cock - which hadn't really gone soft after loading this hole. But then again, it had a big cock ring controlling the base. "How's it feel?" Colin asked me, standing up. "Good. Feels so fucking good." I said as I grabbed his meaty ass and gave it the pounding it wanted. My eyes were closed, lost in the sensation of the soft, wet hole. Thankfully I was thick so it felt fine. "Uuuuhhhh... fuuuuuuck..." I moaned, moving in and out. From all that had already gone on tonight, I was already close to shooting my load. Colin and the Silver Daddy were working their cocks as I fucked, until he came over to my son and took hold of his cock for him. They both started stroking each other - my 14 year old son grasping at the Silver Daddy's impressive dick, stroking it. It wasn't fat, but it wasn't thin either. It was long and curved slightly upwards with a tapered head. The perfect cock for fucking. I watched for a second then brought my fingers up to my nipples and started tweaking them. I knew that would send me over the edge. "ooooooooohhhhh..." I moaned incoherently as I tilted my head back. I felt the pressure build at the base of my spine and my balls tighten up. I was recoiling, ready to shoot a massive load -- my first load of the night, which had been waiting impatiently for a while now. I tried to hold it back, but it broke loose when I looked at Colin being fondled by the man I had briefly fantasized was my own father and I immediately blasted out jet after jet of my cum into this boy's hungry hole. "FUUUUUUCK!!!" I shouted as I convulsed and spasmed - grabbing onto the boy's ass as I pumped and grunted like an animal. My balls bounced with every spasm as cum filled the boy's rectum. He was moaning also, feeling my cum hit his inner ring. I grabbed his ass and jammed it back onto my dick a few times, grunting and getting every drop in there. I floated back to earth and caught my breath for a second, still nestled all the way in the boy's cavity. I slapped his ass and said "ELEVEN!" then turned to Colin. Between heavy breaths I asked "You want to try?" "Fuck yeah." He said, eagerly approaching the boy's hole as I pulled out. My son immediately jammed his hard cock in with unbridled lust. The boy draped over the bench moaned as he felt the cock fill him up and move my fresh cum around. "Now remember, you can't always enter that fast. And not every bottom wants their hole wrecked." I quietly told my son. "I know." He panted. "But he does." Colin thrust in and out with the energy of a teen wrestler. His young muscles strained bulged and he furrowed his brow, staring sharply at the ass he was fucking. I watched as his ass clenched and clenched with every thrust, and his quads bulged, giving him power. Even without the help, my cock would've been hard as a rock looking at the sight of my son grunting and ramming his young, muscled body into a hungry cum hole. "How's it feel? Fucking your first hole." I asked him. Between breaths he said "Good.... dirty." And he smiled a wicked, almost devious smile. The Silver Daddy was enjoying the sight as well. He gripped his cock, causing his vein to bulge out as he came up close to us. With his left hand he gently caressed my hairy chest, running his hand up and down, feeling me from neck to dick. I looked at him and he brought his hand behind my neck and leaned in for a kiss. I grabbed him and our tongues battled, the taste of cum still on my lips. As my son pistoned in and out, lost in animal lust, we made out. He grabbed my dick, I grabbed his and we held on to each other in the kiss. After thoroughly exploring my mouth, he pulled away, staring at me in the eyes. "Damn, you're a good kisser." I smiled. "You too, sexy man." We both turned back to Colin, who had cum not too long ago, so he could fuck for longer. Plus, I suspect, the loose hole wasn't gripping tightly. But the boy he was fucking was moaning with every thrust so he was feeling it. He was feeling my son's power and I beamed with pride. "He's a hot little fucker." The Silver Daddy said. "Yes." I replied, still staring at Colin's solid frame dominating the older boy's ass. "Yes he is." I moved over behind him and reached around my son, taking his nipples in my hands. I leaned into his ear, and whispered "Keep going. I'm gonna work your nips." Colin just nodded. As he thrust in and out, each time he'd hit my cock, his firm ass rubbing against the length of it as it craned up and down with his movements. My son started moaning with pleasure and his thrusts lessoned a bit. He tilted his head back. "Your boy's got wired nips just like you." The Silver Daddy said, sidling up behind me, pressing his cock against me and grabbed my nips also. He leaned close, pressing his hairy torso against my back. I could feel his breath on my ear. "You like getting fucked, too, don't you?" I nodded, trying my best to keep a grasp on reality. "Uh huh." "Good. Cuz I'm gonna fuck you while your boy fucks him." He wiped some of the sweat and cum from my torso and smeared it on my hole. I pushed back against his hand and my cock just barely touched my son's ass. I felt the Silver Daddy's finger circle my hungry opening, teasing it as he pressed. I loosened up and let him in. "Good boy" He growled in my ear. "You're ready for Daddy." That sent a shockwave through my system as I felt his cock press against my hole with anticipation. I briefly stopped teasing my son's nipples as I arched back, helping him ease his cock into me. He slowly pushed - not hard, but just enough, and angled up to make his entry smoother. He knew what he was doing. He had technique. I groaned loudly. It was the first cock of the evening. He paused, making sure I was OK before continuing. Grasping my body to his, with his forearm pressed tight against my chest, he began rocking his pelvis back and forth, moving in and out of me - his cock wet from the night's sex and my hole wet from cum and sweat. Our bodies rocked together as I moaned. He growled encouragements in my ear as he pressed my cock back against my son's ass crack. He settled into Colin's rhythm. The man fucking me would press his cock deep up into my hole, causing my own cock to slide along my son's ass crack as his glutes clenched around the shaft when he pushed into the boy. It was a series of thrusts - the motion transferring from person to person. I was getting fucked while my son's cleft was working my cock as he fucked the cum filled hole in front of him. I couldn't keep hold of reality anymore and I felt like I was floating in pleasure. The sensations were everywhere; the strong arm holding me close, the feeling of his warm, hairy body against mine, his breath, his voice in my ear, the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me, the feeling of my cock sliding up and down my son's body, the smell of sweat and cum, the moaning, hearing my son grunt and thrust into his first hole, me being there to witness it - participate in it... The scene so secretly erotic that I thought I'd blast all over Colin's back if I hadn't just filled the hole he was now fucking. I don't know how long we thrust together, in unison, sharing our manhood and connecting like only men know how to connect but I heard my son start to breath and grunt more heavily and I knew he was close. The Silver Daddy breathed into my ear. "Play with his nips again." Oh right! Fuck. I got lost for a second. I snapped myself back and retook my son's nipples between my fingers and lightly pressed and rolled them back and forth a bit. Colin moaned, which grew into a cry of ecstasy as he tilted his head back onto my shoulder. "Come on, Colin. Shoot your load!" I said. And with that I could feel his body convulse as the thrust one more time into the boy's hole. "AAAARRGH!" he cried out. He was cumming - breeding the boy in front of him; his first but definitely not his last. He was a natural pig. As Colin was grinding his cum into the boy I heard the Silver Daddy grunt into my ear. "I'm cumming in you. I'm gonna fill you up, son." That turned me on so much as I felt his semen shooting into me. Two, three shots. He'd shot a few times already so I was glad for this. All of it sent me over the edge and I erupted, surprisingly, shooting cum up my son's back as his ass cheeks clenched my spasming cock. He had to feel that. I shot 5 streams up his back and felt it slide down into his ass crack as he pulled out of the boy. I felt the Silver Daddy pull out of me and a slight trickle run down my inner thigh. We were all panting like creatures who ran down their prey. My son then, without even stopping to think, dove down into the hole as cum started running out of it. On his knees, he pressed his face into it, lapping up his cum... and mine -- and 9 or 10 other men's, maybe. Did he forget I just came in there? He was using my cum as lube and there was even some still left on his cock. His thrusts obviously squirted some back out onto the base and his balls. Did he not care? Did he want it? Did he just want CUM in general? He was, after all, my flesh and blood. But he ravenously devoured everything that well-used hole had to offer. He pulled his tongue out, and ran it up the length of the boy's taint, licking up the drips that were running down. I ran a finger up my ass crack and brought it to my mouth as the Silver Daddy gently patted my ass. The boy craned his head around and said "Thank you!" to Colin who slapped his ass, announcing "TWELVE!" like he was operating a deli ticker. I laughed and high-fived my son. My cum was still dripping down his back as the Silver Daddy wiped a hand up it and brought it around. "Yours?" Colin asked. "His." He said, pointing to me and brought it up to Colin's mouth. On autopilot, Colin just lapped at it, sucking it down. He smacked his lips. "Hmm...." He said, slyly looking at me. "Tastes like mine." Wiping his hand on his thigh, the Silver Daddy said "Well I don't know about you but I need some water." "ME TOO" we all agreed, and headed to the bar. Colin and the Silver Daddy were going soft again, but I was still raging hard from the shot. Most everyone was soft in this room, with people just being more social or focusing on the bar. But I felt good standing there in boots and a harness, sporting a raging hard-on and a sweat/cum body. We all got some waters and headed back in to the room and headed for the sofa we were on previously. We sat down, catching our breath. The Silver Daddy sat between us before reaching a hand out to me. "Anton." he said. "Dax" I replied, shaking his hand. That felt so oddly formal after just having his cock pump me full of his semen... "And this is Colin." Anton looked at us for a second, clearly rolling something around in his head. "So.." he said. "Is this the first time you've brought your son to a sex party?" I felt my chest tighten. "What?" "He's your son." Anton said, matter of factly. Neither of us spoke for a beat, trying to figure out what to do, trying to battle fears and questions. "How..." Colin asked. "How did you know?" Anton smiled devilishly. "I didn't until just now." He noticed the fear in our eyes. "Relax. You're not the only ones here. There's a few roaming around." We actually knew about Judge Johnson and his son, but many others were there? "You can spot them if you know how to look. I mean, you both look alike, you fuck alike.. your cum tastes the same..." He took a large sip of his water. "I think it's hot." He paused. "I think YOU'RE hot." he said to both of us. We all sat down. In a way, this felt extremely freeing. It was like a weight was lifted. "Who are the others?" I asked. "That's not for me to say. That's their secret." Anton said. He was right. And that meant he'd keep OUR secret too. "And speaking of secrets..." he said, turning to Colin. "How old are you?" "18" "Bullshit." "... ok, 16." He said a bit less confidently. "hmmmmm..... believable, but still not true. Come one, kid how old are you REALLY? Tell me." Colin paused a little bit and looked at me, asking what to do. Something about this man made me trust him and Colin could read it in my eyes. He looked down. "... Fourteen" Anton smiled and took a sip. "Don't kick me out, please. I'm having such a good time!" Colin pleaded. "Oh I ain't gonna kick you out, kid. You're clearly having the time of your life and it's really nice that your dad is teaching you all this. Besides, I once saw a 12 year old here -- once -- so I think you're OK. Besides, that makes what we just shared more special." He put his hand on Colin's shoulder and squeezed it before running his hand down my son's chest and feeling his abs. Colin put his hand on Anton's thigh before the man softly grabbed my son's cock. He started fondling it and it reacted. He spit in his hand and went back with it, stroking it to life again. Then he turned to me and put his water bottle down and moved his now-free hand to my thigh. I winced. It was cold. He leaned in for a kiss and I let his tongue into my mouth again and melted, enjoying my floating sensation and newfound sense of freedom. He was moving his warming hand over my abs and stroking my pubic hair and grabbed my cock in his hand, running his hand up and down the length of the firm shaft. He pulled off my mouth and looked at me. "Even your cocks are the same." He turned back to Colin and leaned into a kiss with him. Colin melted into him too and his right arm came around and grasped his head pulling him closer into the kiss. Anton finished the kiss and said "... You wanna kiss your dad that way, don't you?" Before Colin could answer, the two boys from earlier -- the ones who were worshipping Anton's cock -- walked up to us. I didn't notice before, but they were twins. The only distinguishable feature was that one of them had a tattoo on his arm and the other didn't. Their bodies were smooth, trim and long, like they did a lot of yoga and small, tidy patches of brown hair crowned their dicks, which were still chubby but deflating. I'd guess they were 19 or 20. Maybe a youthful 22. They had to be over 18 to get that tattoo... "Hey" the inked one said to Anton. He looked up at them without releasing our cocks. "Hi boys. Having fun?" They just grinned. "We got tag-teamed in the bedroom." one of them said. "While we were 69'ing." said the other. "You should've been there." "I was having fun with these two." Anton said. He released our dicks which slapped against our stomachs. "Boys, meet Dax and Colin. They're special friends of mine. Guys, this is Peter and Ethan." He leaned into my ear. "... my sons."