Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 06:07:47 -0500
From: Tim Foure <timfoure@hotmail.com>
Subject: Me and Dad the Sequel, Part 3 - Jason and Andrew - Chapter 8

Me and Dad the Sequel, Part 3 - Jason and Andrew - Chapter 8 - Jason

by Tim Foure
copyright  2002 by  Tim Foure

If you are under 18 or not permitted access to homosexual erotica where you
live, then you should not read this story. The other usual disclaimers too.
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Chapter 8 - Jason

I didn't sleep long, maybe half an hour. I could feel Matt's hand on my
shoulder. I raised my head to see if Jeff was awake yet, but he
wasn't. Matt noticed me moving, pressed down on my shoulder to make me put
my head back on his thigh, and whispered, "Shh. Stay still."

As I let my head touch his leg again, I felt his hand slide down my
back. He was rubbing me lightly, but so it felt good, not so it
tickled. After a few minutes, I reached out and began to rub his knee and
as much of his calf as I could reach. As soon as I did, he bent his leg so
I could reach all the way to his ankle. That's when I knew I would get to
jerk him off too. My dick got hard right away. I think if I'd've been a
cat, I would have purred.

I explored all of his leg that I could reach. It was all covered with curly
dark hair that I could almost run my fingers through. And I found out I
could slide my hand up inside the leg of his shorts most of the way to his
crotch. I was disappointed I couldn't reach all the way up, but the way he
was sitting made the shorts pull tight against his leg and I knew he
couldn't move without waking Jeff. I kept rubbing what I could reach. And
the whole time I was thinking 'Wake up!' thoughts at Jeff, but in spite of
my best efforts, Jeff slept maybe another twenty minutes.

After I'd been rubbing Matt's legs for a few minutes and had touched
everywhere I could reach at least twice, he slid his hand over my shoulder
and pressed, getting me to lie back against the front of the sofa first and
then finally to lie flat on the floor. I had to let go of his leg to do it,
but what he was doing felt good so I did. His hand traveled down my chest,
rubbing first one nipple and then the other until they got hard. His hand
kept moving downwards, but his arm wasn't quite long enough to reach my
dick, so he rubbed my belly to just below the waist. I tried to think my
dick into his hand, but I didn't have any more luck with that than I did
with trying to wake Jeff up. But it didn't matter because Jeff woke up on
his own at about that same time.

"Man, I was whipped!" he said as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. "How long
was I asleep?" Then he noticed that Matt was rubbing my belly and my dick
was hard. "You going to jerk him off again now?" he asked.

"You were asleep an hour. Almost anyhow. I might do him again. Are you
ready too? We could make it another double header."

"I can't do it again after only an hour. We've tried."

"How about something to drink then?" Matt asked, motioning for me to move
so he could get up.

"Sounds great!" said Jeff.

"Hey!" I said. "What about me? Aren't you gonna jerk me off again?"

Matt smiled at me. "Maybe in a little while. It's gonna be a long three
days. You don't wanna wear it out right here at the start. Come get
something to drink."

I followed him and Jeff into the kitchen. Matt bent over to look into the
refrigerator, told us what there was to drink, and asked us what we
wanted. As we were making our choices, it occurred to me how strange it
felt to stand there naked beside Jeff who was also naked while Matt still
had his clothes on. I decided there wasn't any reason why I couldn't pull
Matt's shorts off since he had done that to me. He was just standing up
when I opened the button on his shorts and pulled down the zipper.

"Wait a sec," he told me, lifting the bottles he was holding up higher so I
wouldn't knock them out of his hands.

I ignored him, pulling his zipper down and letting go of his shorts, which
fell to his feet. As he turned toward the counter to set the bottles down,
I ran my hand over the crotch of his briefs, feeling his balls and his
hardening dick inside. Then I pulled his briefs down too and watched his
dick harden completely. It looked so good that I reached out and wrapped my
fingers around it, sliding them from bottom to top and feeling the curve as
is slipped along my palm.

"Feels good!" he told me as he stepped out of his shorts and
briefs. "Where's the bottle opener?"

"I know where it is," Jeff told him, getting it as I continued to stroke
his dick.

After the bottles were opened, Matt said, "How about we drink this and then
I'll lie on the sofa or the floor and you can both play with my dick all
you want?"

Jeff agreed and I sort of grunted, but I wasn't letting go of his dick. I
held it as he walked to the sofa and sat down. By then he was beginning to
ooze some precum which I was smearing around the head with my thumb.

After Matt took a swallow of his drink, he set the bottle on the end table,
pulled off his T-shirt, and spread his legs wide. I was still stroking his
dick. Jeff reached for his balls and began to rub them. Matt sighed as he
put his hands behind his head and leaned back.

"Play with his nipples like he did ours," I told Jeff.

"You play with them! I wanna play with his dick."

And so saying, he slid his hand under mine and wrapped his fingers around
the base of Matt's dick.

"Don't fight, guys," Matt said. "Plenty for everybody."

So I played with his nipples with one hand and rubbed his balls with the
other. After a while I noticed his balls were starting to pull up against
his body. It made me wonder, so I asked him, "Are you getting ready to
cum?"

"Sure am," he said with a smile.

"I wanna do it," I told Jeff. "You've already done it."

Jeff seemed to think about it for a minute or so before he said, "Ok, you
can do it this time."

We swapped, me taking over jerking Matt's dick and Jeff rubbing his nipples
and his balls. I watched as Matt's balls got tighter and tighter against
his body until suddenly he yelled, "Here it comes!" and the cum shot out of
his dick and up his chest. I kept stroking him until he took hold of my
hand and peeled it off his dick.

"Too sensitive now. You have to stop," he told me. "You think you're ready
yet, Jeff?" He took hold of my dick as he asked.

"Maybe," he said. "But we can do it to Jace. He's always ready."

"I'm ready!" I said, getting up on my knees and sticking my crotch out
toward Matt so he could see my hardon.

Matt reached for it and began sliding the skin on and off the head of my
dick. With his other hand he was rubbing his cum around on his chest. As it
began to disappear, I wondered if he was rubbing it into his skin or what.

"How about showing me how you jerk Jace off," he asked Jeff. "Then we'll
see if you're ready again. And if you are, Jace can do it to you and show
me his technique."

So we did, Jeff jerking me off slowly while Matt asked questions and
suggested things for him to try. I caught on pretty quickly that he knew a
lot more about foreskins than Jeff did. I figured he and Walt must have
played a lot for him to know all he did. After I came, Jeff was ready so I
did it to him. Then we both started playing with Matt's again even though
he said he didn't think he could do it right then. But he let us play and
feel him as much as we wanted for a long while until his dick got really
hard and he said he was ready to get off. I let Jeff do it this time since
it was his turn. And this time we rubbed his cum into his skin. There
wasn't nearly as much as there had been the first time.


After we'd done that, Matt asked us, "So what do you guys want to do now?
Just hang around here and play with each other's dicks for the rest of the
afternoon?"

"Yeah!" Jeff and I said together.

"We don't ever get to just hang out naked like this," I said.

"We sure don't at our house," Jeff said.

"That's true," Matt said. "Picture Mom letting you and me do that at home,
Jeffy. She'd have a fit!"

"Man, you know it!"

So we lay around naked watching tv and playing with each other's dicks
until just before supper when Matt told us he thought he was ready to be
jerked off again. I said it was my turn and Jeff agreed. I did it to Jeff
after we finished rubbing Matt's cum into his skin, which didn't take real
long because there wasn't much of it. Jeff didn't make any cum that time
but he said it felt great anyhow. Last of all Matt did it to me again. They
could have been doing it to me all afternoon, and each of them did play
with my dick a lot, but I didn't have an orgasm until then. After supper we
all did it to each other one more time before Jeff had to go home. He
wanted to stay over but it was already set up between my mom and his that
he couldn't so he had to leave in time to be home while it was still
light. He wasn't happy about having to leave, but Matt told him we were
both tired and we would probably be going to bed soon, so he wouldn't miss
anything anyhow. As it was, his mom called right after he left to tell him
it was time to come home.

I was surprised when Matt told Jeff we'd be going to bed soon because I
wasn't tired at all. At least not tired enough to go to sleep. And it was a
couple hours still before my regular bedtime because my mom let me stay up
later in the summer and since I could sleep as late as I wanted in the
morning. I was just about to give Matt an argument over it when he said,
"You tired?"

"No," I told him, "not at all."

"Me neither. Want a coke?"

"Yeah, ok." I followed him to the kitchen and waited a minute before I went
on. "How come you told Jeff we were going to bed soon if you aren't tired?"

"I didn't want him to feel bad about having to go home. This way he'll
figure he won't miss out on anything. And he won't in a way because he
couldn't be here anyhow." He pulled two cans of coke out of the
refrigerator.

"That's great!" I said as he handed me one of the cans. "So we're gonna do
some more stuff?"


"Yeah, if you want to. I was thinking . . ."

I cut him off before he could finish. "I sure do!"

Matt smiled at me. "Ok, I got this idea. Back when I was still like you, I
mean before I could cum for real, I tried one day to see how many times I
could jerk off in a row."

"How many did you do?"

"Six. And I could have done more but my arm got tired."

"Your arm got too tired to jerk off any more?" I said, laughing.

"No lie. And it stayed like that all the next day. It was like I didn't
have any strength in it or something."

"I never had that happen to me."

"What's the most times you've done it in a row?"

"Three."

"Three? No wonder your arm never got tired. How come you stopped after
three?"

"My dick gets sore from me rubbing it. And when I do it in the shower with
soap, I can't stay in there long enough to do it more than that because
Mom'll send Dad in there to find out what's taking me so long."

"It's no big thing if your dad catches you, right? I mean, Jeffy told me
you and him have done it togther."

"Yeah, we did. He wouldn't care about that, but he'd have to tell Mom
something about why it was taking me so long. I guess I just didn't want
her to know what I was doing."

"I bet she already knows you do it."

I mulled that over. He was probably right, but her knowing it at all and
her knowing I was doing it right then were two different things. "Anyhow,
that's why three's the most times." Then before he could say anything, I
asked him, "So you figure your mom knows you do it?"

"She's got three sons. There has to be lots of stiff socks and stiff
underwear turning up in the wash. I can't picture her thinking we're
blowing our noses in our socks or our briefs, can you?"

I laughed. "No, I guess not." Then something occurred to me. "You shoot
your cum into your socks?"

"Used to. It fits over the head of your dick just perfect and the cum ends
up on the inside instead of where you can see it."

"But you don't do that now. I mean, you didn't today."

"No. Dad said something about stiff socks one day. He was making a joke
about how grown up I was getting to be. But I got the picture. So after
that I started rubbing it on myself until it dried.  Then when I take a
shower the evidence washes away."

When he mentioned his dad, I got another idea. "Have you ever seen your dad
with a hardon?"

"Yeah, sure have. The old man is hung! And he's not bashful about letting
you see it either. I hope I get that big."

"Where did you see it? Jeff never did 'cause I asked him."

"Mom and Dad used to rent this shack in the summers down by the
beach. There was only one bathroom so Dad and the three of us used it
together a lot of times. He always had a hardon in the morning. Jeffy's
seen it. He just doesn't remember."

"So he saw you hard too?"

"Yeah. That's when he made the joke about the stiff socks. It was in the
bathroom one morning.  We were both standing there at the toilet trying to
pee through hard dicks and waiting for the flow to start."

"Wow! Didn't you want to reach out and touch it?"

"Sure did! And I bet the old man would've let me have a good feel at least,
but Georgy was always creeping around in there waiting to get at the
toilet. He wasn't about to stand there beside me and Dad and let his dick
show. Not Georgy. And I didn't want to try touching Dad's with him
there. Then we quit going to the beach so I guess I just missed my chance."

"That's too bad. I like touching my dad's."

"Well, maybe I'll get a chance someday, but it hasn't happened yet. So
anyhow, here's my idea.  How about we get something to make your dick slick
so it won't get sore and take turns jerking you off until we see how many
times you can do it?"

"You mean go get in the shower?" My dick got hard at the very idea.

"No. I was thinking of using hand lotion or something. I don't wanna go
stand in the shower all that time. There's a big bottle of hand lotion in
the kitchen."

"That's my mom's. She puts it on every time she gets her hands wet."

"Bet she won't miss some of it. I was thinking we could get in the recliner
and do it there. We probably need a towel or something to make sure we
don't get any of the lotion stuff on it."

It turned out Matt had it all planned out. He sent me upstairs to get a
towel from the bathroom while he got the lotion. Then he settled in the
recliner toward one side and he got me to crawl on top of him so I could
lie half on the arm and half on him. He had a hardon too, so I knew he was
excited. He had me lying so his dick was just touching my hip. We had to
wiggle around a little bit until we were right where he wanted us. He
squirted some of the lotion on my dick and handed me the bottle to put down
on the floor beside the chair. While I was leaning over to do it, he took
hold of my dick, spreading the lotion all around it at first and then
sliding his hand up and down to jerk me off.

"This is great!" I told him.

"I always wanted to know how any times I could have done it if I'd had
somebody else to help me out that time. But it was just me and I started
cumming for real before I knew anybody I could've got to help me."

After that we just lay there without saying anything while he jerked my
dick with the lotion. I was so excited I came almost right away.

"Ok, your turn," he told me after I'd finished shaking. "Get the lotion."

I reached down beside the chair and grabbed the bottle. When I tried to
pass it to Matt, he said, "I cant' take it or I'll get lotion all over the
bottle."

I realized that was true since his other arm was behind my neck and his
hand was on my chest.

"Hold out your hand," he said, "and squeeze a little bit of lotion in
it. You won't need much because your dick is pretty slick already."

I did as he said, cupping the lotion in my palm and putting the bottle back
on the floor when I was finished. Then I jerked myself off. It took a
little longer than the first time, but not real long at all.

"Better give it a minute to cool off and then it's my turn," Matt said.

While I was waiting, I decided there was no reason I couldn't be touching
Matt's dick while I wasn't jerking my own. I wrapped my slick fingers
around it and began to stroke it.

"Go real easy there. That feels too good and I don't want to cum until
we're ready to go to bed."

"But can I hold it ?"


"Sure. Just don't make me cum, ok?"

"Tell me if you start to get close and I'll stop."

He grunted at me and began to jerk my dick. He was holding it very loosely
so it was almost the lotion I was feeling rubbing on it instead of his
hand. I figured out he was doing that on purpose so I wouldn't get sore. I
decided I would do the same thing when my turn came again. After a while I
came for the third time.

It was my turn next. I was excited because this was more times than I'd
ever done it before. I got some more lotion and tried to do it the way he
had been doing it. After a minute or so I got the hang of it. I had my
fourth orgasm quicker than I thought I would. It just came out of nowhere.

While he was jerking me the fifth time and I was jerking his dick, he told
me to stop twice because he was too close. After that he just wanted me to
hold it and not rub it at all because he said he was going to cum if I
did. So we swapped back and forth jerking my dick. Our crotches got more
and more slick with hand lotion as it worked its way down our dicks and we
had to add more.

When I came the ninth time, Matt said he was ready to call it quits. "I
don't think there's any end to it. I think we could do it forever. How's
your dick feeling?"

"It feels swollen or something. It doesn't feel just hard."

"That's from being hard for so long. Mine feels that way too. But it's not
raw or anything, is it?"

"No. That part's ok." But after I said it, I began to think the end of my
foreskin was maybe a little raw.

"I'm really tired now," Matt said. "How about going to bed?"

"Yeah, I'm tired now too."

"We gotta take a shower first though. We gotta wash all this stuff off of
us."

"You want me to make you cum now?" I asked, reaching for his dick.

"Nah. Let's wait until we're in the shower and you can do it then, ok?"

I hadn't thought about us taking a shower together. "Sure!" I told him.

We wiped most of the lotion off of ourselves before we tried to get out of
the chair. Matt said we'd have to wash that towel the next day to get rid
of the evidence. Then we locked up the house, turned out the lights, and
went upstairs. Mom had shown Matt the guest bedroom and told him it was all
set up for him. He went in and dropped his clothes and shoes on the floor
while I put mine in my bedroom. Then I got the water turned on and we took
a shower together. I went right to his dick, but he told me to leave that
for last. He lathered me all over, made sure all the lotion was off of my
dick and crotch, and then let me rinse off. I did the same thing to him.

"Be sure you get all the lotion out of my pubic hair," he told me. "It
feels like it really soaked into it."

Since that meant playing around his dick, which was hard as could be, and
rubbing his balls, it suited me just fine. Finally he told me I could jerk
him off. I got behind him and reached around, taking his dick in my right
hand and his balls in my left. I began to stroke his dick while I rubbed
his balls. I was holding his dick really loosely because I wanted it to
last as long as it could.

"Is this the way you do it with your dad?" he asked.

"Yeah. I like doing it this way. Is it ok with you?"

"Sure is. It feels great. I'm not gonna last long though. I'm really
ready. Hold it a little tighter, ok?'

I did as he said. It couldn't have been a minute before he grunted and his
hips jerked. I felt his dick swell up in my hand. I knew each time it
swelled he was shooting cum out the end. I couldn't see it, but I knew it
had to be happening. After the fifth one he pulled my hand off his dick. "I
can't stand you to touch it any more now," he said.

We both rinsed off and then dried ourselves. I dried his back for him,
which he liked, and then he did the same thing to me. His dick was hanging
down a lot longer than it had hung for most of the day. It was red looking
too. Of course, my dick was hard again. And I was ready to go to sleep.

I followed him out of the bathroom and was going down the hall to my room
when he asked me, "Aren't you gonna sleep with me?"

I hadn't thought about doing that, but I really liked the idea as soon as
he said it. "Sure!" I told him.

We went around opposite sides of the bed and pulled the covers down. Then
we got on the bed and he turned off the light. I was surprised when he
didn't pull the covers up. Instead he just lay on top of the bed on his
back. I could see him in the light coming in from the hall. I didn't know
what was going on so I lay there on my back too and waited. I didn't have
to wait long.

"How do you feel about the stuff we did today?" he asked.

"I thought it was great!"

He rolled on his side, supporting his head with one hand and putting his
other hand on my chest.  "Did you like all of it? Was there anything you
didn't like doing?"

"No. I thought it was all great. I mean, I loved cumming all those times
and playing with Jeff's dick and yours and making you guys cum. It was just
about perfect."

"There's one other thing I thought about us doing but I didn't know if it
would freak you guys out or what." He started rubbing his hand in big slow
circles over my chest and belly.

"I bet I'd like it. I like everything about playing with dicks. What is
it?"

"This," he said, leaning down and taking my dick into his mouth.

I could feel his tongue going around and around my whole dick. I got hard
right away. His lips were pressed against my belly and my balls. He kept it
up for a little while before he let it go and went back to holding up his
head with his hand.

"What do you think about that?" he asked.

"Can I do it to you?"

"You sure you want to?"

"Yeah, I'm sure." I reached for his dick and dove onto it while he lay back
on the bed. He was already hard. I stuffed as much of it as I could in my
mouth and started trying to run my tongue around it. It wasn't as easy to
do as I thought it would be.

He drew in his breath. "Be real careful with your teeth, ok?"

"Sorry," I mumbled around a mouthful of dick. I realized I had to take less
of it in my mouth if I wanted to do anything besides hold it there. I was
just getting the hang of it when he said, "Probably we ought to call it
quits there for tonight. It feels great but I'm never gonna be able to cum
again."

Even though I didn't want to stop, I let go of his dick and lay back down
beside him. He rolled onto his side and held his head on his hand
again. "Think you can cum again?" he asked.

"I think I can always cum again," I told him.

"I think you can too. Enjoy it while it lasts. I don't think it's gonna be
much longer before you start shooting and then you'll be limited like the
rest of us."

He crawled down the bed, took my legs and spread them wide, got between
them, and took my whole dick into his mouth. I felt his tongue go to work
right away. I also felt his fingers start to slide up and down the inside
of my thighs and over my balls.

"That feels so good!" I told him.

He made some kind of noise but kept right up with what he was doing.

After a while I could feel him sucking on my foreskin. It felt like he'd
pulled the end of it over the tip of his tongue and he was pressing it
between his tongue and his lips. It was a little bit tender, but it still
felt good. Then he began to slide his mouth up and down my dick while he
held his lips tight against it. I came pretty quick after he started doing
that.

"That's number ten," he told me as he crawled up the bed and lay down
beside me.

"Want me to do it to you for a while?"

"Nah. I'm really beat now. How about we go to sleep?"

"Ok," I said.

He reached down for the covers and pulled them over the two of us. Before I
could settle, he asked me, "How do you feel about cuddling?"

"I like it," I told him.

I felt his hand slide across my side and onto my belly. He half pulled me
back against him and half slid up against my back. I could feel his
half-hard dick pressing against my butt as his hand slid down my belly and
between my legs to cup my dick and balls.

"Night, Jace," he whispered in my ear. I felt him kiss me there too.

"Night, Matt."


to be continued
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