Date: Sat, 22 Sep 2018 13:33:41 +0000
From: Bill Drake <billdrake@hotmail.com>
Subject: Naval Tradition 47

Naval Tradition
Bill Drake (billdrake@hotmail.com)


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Naval Tradition

47

Washington, DC 2012 - 2014


"I think you should have a date night with the Captain," Sean said from out
of the blue. I'd just given him a morning blow job, early in the morning,
before he got ready to leave for the airport. He was flying out west to
Utah for a photo shoot for Men's Health. I could still taste his cum in my
mouth.

"Yeah?" I loved that Sean was OK with the sexual closeness we had with Dad
and Jack, but in the back of my mind I still worried he'd be jealous.

"Sure, Jim. You guys are close, though sometimes you act like you aren't."

He had me there, and I knew I blushed, which made Sean smile. "Listen, I
gotta jump in the shower. But you should call him. I know he'd love it."

After Sean left I got ready for work. I was now working full time. I had
passed my CFP exam, but work kept me busy in a different way. I tended to
go in early and leave early if I could. But at least once a week I worked
late, to accommodate the clients who came in after their work hours.

Sean's words stayed with me that morning at the office. And between clients
I pulled out my phone and texted Dad.

"Hi Dad. Interested in meeting for dinner tonight or tomorrow?"

It took a while to get his response. "Always, son. Either works. Anything
going on?"

Nervously, I typed out. "I thought a date night would be fun." For all the
times Dad and I had met for dinner or had sex, we'd never called it a
date. Like boyfriends. Since he had Jack and I had Sean, I wasn't sure if I
was overstepping some boundaries.

Thankfully his reply came through. A smiley face and "Sounds perfect. 6:30
tonight? Your dad's treat. Wear a jacket."

It was almost as if Dad had expected me to ask for a date, but maybe not.

Thankfully I was able to get out around 4:30, head home and shower and get
dressed. I'd been building up my dress wardrobe for the job and found a
sport coat that fit me like a glove.

Dad came by and when I opened the door I saw him dressed in a more
conservative blue blazer, khaki slacks, loafers, and a blue-striped oxford
shirt. He'd put on a little weight in the last couple of years but still
cut a nice powerful DILF build. "Wow you're so handsome, Slugger," he
winked before meeting me in a quick kiss, one I wished lasted longer.

We hopped in a ride share to steak house, and I couldn't help think back to
our dinner in Houston, when Dad had admonished me for trying to impress
him. One of the most important conversations we'd ever had. This place
wasn't as flashy but it was still nice and, I knew, expensive. Quieter,
more white table cloth, it had a romantic vibe, though still a place where
two men at a table might be doing business. Or a father taking his son out
to celebrate a birthday.

My attention wasn't on the other people, though, or the ambience even. It
was on Dad. Looking handsome as fuck at 55 now, his silver hair had really
started coming in. The hair made his smoky blues even more vibrant. And he
seemed in an especially flirty mood. Particularly after we finished our
steaks and lingered over a glass of wine.

"So, Sean left my son all on his lonesome this week?"

"Yes," I chuckled. "For a few days. He's doing another photo shoot. I can't
believe how well his modeling career's taken off."

"I'm not surprised," Dad said. "Your man's got a smoking hot body."

"No argument here."

"You've slimmed down too lately," Dad observed as he swirled the red wine
in his glass. He'd kicked off one of his loafers and I felt his socked toe
touch my ankle playfully. It gave me an immense hardon.

"Yessir," I replied with automatic deference. I had bulked up a lot after
my injury and the end of baseball conditioning. A lot of it muscle but a
lot of it fat. Sean had inspired me to shed off a good 10 pounds of
padding. I probably had more to lose, but I was happy with my body. Sean
seemed happy with it, too.

Dad's toe caressed my leg, further up beneath the hem of my slacks. "I
can't believe I'm on a date with the hottest guy in D.C.," he said.

I laughed. "Jack might take offense at that," I said.

"Jack would agree," Dad countered. "He's president of the Jim McGrath fan
club."

"Jack's great. I can't believe we've found a situation that let's us, you
know..." I wished I could talk openly about the incestuous connection Dad
and I had, but it was a turn on, too, that we had to sneak around and have
hushed conversations in this restaurant. Like it added to the naughtiness
of it.

Dad was feel that naughtiness too, I could read it in his eye. "Tell me
about it, Slugger. I fought it for so long, and now it feels so right." It
was uncharacteristic to see Dad be shy or anything other than full-on Navy
officer confident, but he stared down at his wine glass and blushed. "I've
been thinking a long time about having a dinner like this."

"As boyfriends?" I whispered, my heart pounding. It was an inappropriate
thing to say. I had Sean and Dad had Jack. But I said it anyway. Something
about Dad's expression, his look of love, dissolved my defenses.

Dad nodded. "I don't have a lot of regrets in life, Jim," he said. "But
that last day in Mexico was one of them. When I told you I couldn't be
there for you like that."

My heart melted. "Oh Dad." I nudged my leg beneath that table against his,
signaling the affection I couldn't show in public otherwise. "I love Sean,
you know."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Dad said. "And I love Jack." He took
another sip of wine. "But we got this special connection between us, son,"
Dad said. Hearing him say "son" in this context was wild. "Jack knows
it. Sean, too."

I thought back to how Sean had been the one to urge me to ask Dad out on a
date. I didn't know if he was in cahoots with Dad or just intuited my need
to be emotionally close with my father in addition to sexually.

"Where does this leave us?" This whole conversation was exciting, but
worrying, too, unearthing emotions that I worried I couldn't control. I'd
prided myself for how I had handled a sexual relationship with my father,
going further only when I was ready. But the messiness of it all had a way
of reasserting itself. Like now.

Dad seemed more confident now, and his confidence helped put me at
ease. Thoughtfully, he said, "Long answer? We sit down and have a long
conversation with our men. Separately, then together. Figure out how the
McGrath bond fits in with our relationships."

I nodded. Then I asked, "And the short answer?"

Dad leaned over the table and motioned for me to do the same. He put his
mouth closer to my ear and growled in a low voice. "I'm going to take you
home tonight and fuck you like I've always wanted to fuck you."

I gulped, I was so horny at that moment.

Dad grinned as he leaned back. "You up for that Slugger?"

"I want to be," I replied truthfully.

The way Dad looked at me, with affection but also hunger, excited me. I
wished I could see that look every day of my life.

"You know I've always loved you, Slugger," he said quietly. "As a
son.... and..."

"Oh fuck," I hissed. "Me, too, Dad. Before I even knew, I loved you like
that."

His foot nudged my ankle again then withdrew. "Let me get the check. And
I'll text Jack to let him know we're on our way."

The ride back to their place, Dad and I felt a current of electricity
between us. Impishly, the grabbed my wrist and guided it surreptitiously to
the ridge of cock in his khakis. I caressed the massive length,
anticipating having it inside me.

Dad leaned over and said in a whisper. "I'll always remember what you said
that last day in Mexico," he hissed.

"What?" I asked.

"How you're not normally submissive but I bring it out in you."

I nodded. "You and Sean," I said.

"That's why we're the men in your life," Dad said with simple directness. I
got goosebumps over my body.

"Yes, sir."

"Don't get me wrong," Dad whispered again. "I love sucking your dick,
having my son in me. But tonight's not going to be like that. OK?"

"OK, Dad," I said. I wasn't sure where to night was going but I was
thrilled by the idea.

In their place, Dad set down the keys and wallet on the table. "Thanks for
an amazing date, son," he said, pulling me into a kiss. A nice deep long
one, like I craved. My hands explored the powerful chest and back
underneath his blazer, while his traveled down to grip my ass through my
trousers.

"Come on," he finally said. "Jack's waiting for us in the bedroom."

I followed Dad and we removed our jackets. Jack was indeed waiting, nude
and erect, sitting on the bed.

"The McGrath men have a good time?" he asked.

"We did," Dad said, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the muscle and chest
hair beneath. "Come over here and suck my son's cock, Commander." I'd seen
Jack and Dad to the dom-sub thing before. First time when Sean and I played
with them in Florida, but several times since. It was odd to see how both
men transformed into full sexual seriousness, but by now that
transformation had me spellbound, too.

"Yes sir, Captain." Jack got off the bed, fully erect, and walked over to
crouch in front of me. With businesslike efficiency, he unzipped my
trousers and fished out my erection, achingly hard.

"Oh fuck!" I hissed as my bone sank into Jack's mouth.

Dad watched on, removing his belt, kicking off his loafers, and undoing his
khakis. I could see he was massively hard in his briefs. "Grab his head,
son. Use his mouth. He's always a hot fuck when he gets warmed up like
that."

I did just as instructed, doing my best not to cum too soon. Roughly I
guided Jack all the way down on my root, making him grunt more than a
little. Then I let him off for air, and repeated.

"So thick," he muttered before my dick pushed into his mouth once more.

Dad stepped up and pushed his firm hand on Jack's head now. "Eat my son's
cock, Commander. You keep talking about how much you love it, so show me."

That was the magic word. No gagging, no struggle, just an intense deep
throat as Dad held him there and kissed me deeply.

"Dad," I finally hissed. "I'm gonna cum if he keeps this up."

Dad nodded and pulled Jack off my dick. Roughly he inserted his thumb into
Jack's mouth and started making small fucking motions with it before
pulling out. "My boy has me pretty worked up. You ready for me to take it
out on you?" he asked his boyfriend.

"Yessir, Captain."

"You're in luck. You get to get fucked in your favorite position tonight."

I thought Jack would smile but instead he let out a grateful "Thank you,
Captain, sir" and got back up on the bed on his back, lifting his legs.

I had thought I'd be the recipient of this fuck, but Dad was running the
show, and I was happy to watch. He shucked his briefs and his hardon sprung
up high and heavy. "Why don't you lube me up, son?" he asked me. "Not too
much. I like some friction when I fuck."

It was so nasty, all of it. Dad's words, Jack's eagerness, the act of
pouring a thin drizzle of lube on my father's huge prick, the confirmation
I sought if I had enough or too much. Dad nodded to tell me when, then
climbed into position between Jack's raised legs. He lined up and nudged
into the ring, then pushed right in. No foreplay to speak of, but Jack
didn't seem to need it, though he did grunt at the fast entry.

Dad pulled out a brown vial. Poppers. "If you need them," he instructed.

"I'm good, Bob," Jack said, giving the green light.

Dad started pummeling Jack's hole. I don't know how else to put it: it was
a hot and beautiful sight to see Dad fuck. His middle-aged muscle strong
and engaged, his ass pumping and contracting with each shove, the obliques
moving with each pivot of his hips. He loved it too, loved the feeling of
Jack's hole on his cock and the roughness of the whole act.

I was always amazed by Jack's ability to take it. He gripped his rod and
stared stroking off, urging Dad to fuck him harder. Dad seemed to be
holding something in reserve, if that was possible. Instead, he kept
looking over at me, silently, intently, drawing me into their act.

Jack was cumming. Loudly, too. He sprayed his stomach while Dad fucked it
out of him.

Finally Dad's hips slowed to a stop and he pulled out. My father's dick was
always an amazing sight to see, particularly as engorged as it was
then. Ten-plus inches, heavy balls drawn up tight. Pure masculine power.

"Get on all fours, Jim," he ordered.

I was nervous, because I knew I was about the get the same treatment Jack
just got. But I did as instructed and pled with my eyes for Dad to take it
easy. He gave me a nod to reassure me.

"Just remember what we talked about earlier," Dad said. Maybe he was
referring to my being submissive around him, but my mind also went back to
our conversation about being boyfriends. A bond that went along side the
one he and I had with our partners. The idea helped me relax as Dad entered
me. No pain, no discomfort, just pure excitement as I felt one, two, then
three and four inches push inside. My father fucking me. The idea thrilled
me, doubly so tonight. Like it was our first time all over again. Mexico
Part Two.

Dad was easing me into this fuck, and once he was all the way in me he just
gave soft, gentle pumps. They felt awesome, and I was proud I could take
his cock. Slowly he worked up more steam. A little faster. My insides
clutched at one thrust and Dad held steady.

"The poppers," he told Jack and in a few seconds Jack was holding the vial
at my nose. Sean and I had experimented with poppers some but didn't use
them much. I usually preferred to be clear-headed during sex. But I knew
Dad and Jack used them, so I wasn't surprised to see them now. I decided I
would inhale the fumed beneath my nostril. First the left then the right.

A warm rush flushed over my entire body, and before I realized it Dad was
fucking me hard and deep. Long strokes of his huge cock into me over and
over. Sean had fucked me hard like this, but Sean didn't have Dad's dick
size. This was intense on a whole new level. My asshole sang and I spread
my legs to allow Dad better access to my hole.

"Fuck me Daddy," I urged.

I felt his fingers tighten around my waist possessive, and a gruff reply
came back. "I'm not your Daddy, Jim. I'm your actual father. Your real
fucking Dad."

Oh fuck, those words traveled right to my balls and would have made me cum
were his cock not boring into me so furiously. Not so much discomfort to
hurt but enough to stave off my orgasm. Dad would fuck with hard fast
strokes before surprising me with slow gentle ones. Then would start up
again.

My father was turned on like crazy. I could tell even though he fucked
silently now. I didn't know how my hole could take it, but it did.

"More," Dad said, breaking his silence. I wasn't sure what he was talking
about then realized he was talking to Jack who offered me more poppers. I
sniffed them more readily this time, eager to take Dad's cock the best I
could. I even sniffed a second time, which got a chuckle from Jack.

He'd barely removed the vial when I felt a hard lunge of Dad's hips and
dick into me. The thrust knocked me forward off my balance, but Dad's hands
gripped me and pulled me back on him. Then again, after a few light
minithrusts that were soothing in comparison, came a brutal fuck thrust,
spearing right into me, as Dad grunted loudly. I held steady this
time. This was, I realized, what Dad had held off on all this time. The
times he'd fucked me before. He was truly dominating me now.

Another hard shove, then those minithrusts that made me anticipate when the
next hard one would come. The poppers made the whole sensation
incredible. He waited a few extra seconds this time, keeping me on
edge. Actually wanting another powerthrust.

Then, Bam! Dad powered in, rough and brutal, elicting an involuntary grunt
from me. And now he was fucking fast and furious into me.

"My actual fucking Dad," I murmured, repeating his words.

His breathing got faster, along with his thrusts, and I knew he was coming.

I was so fucked out I had barely realized that Jack's fist was stroking my
cock. But as Dad had his orgasm into me, his body humping against mine,
Jack's grip tripped my own ejaculation, onto the bed sheets.

Dad collapsed onto my body, his chest heaving in deep breaths, and I
collapsed onto the mattress with him, feeling the cum spot warm and wet
against my stomach and the heavy weight of my father on top of me.

Dad's prick was still hard and buried in me, and he seemed in no rush to
remove it. Instead we lay there as Dad gave soft kisses along my neck and
the back of head.

"That was so good, Slugger," he cooed. I turned my head and felt his kisses
along my neck and cheek. I could see that Jack had left us alone to enjoy
our moment together. "I'm going to want it like that more," he said.

"Yes, sir," I said. "I didn't think I could do it, Dad. But it was
incredible."

"You made your father a very happy man." He kissed me again, my mouth
craning to meet his. "So... we're boyfriends now, huh?"

Those words had me erect in seconds. "I gotta talk to Sean about that," I
cautioned, though my heart raced a hundred miles an hour. "But, yeah, I
want that."

I felt Dad's dick firming up, too, not as rapidly as mine, but given his
size the hardness felt more formidable inside me. He started thrusting into
me, slowly now, his hands supporting his upper body weight. We were fucking
again.

"I've wanted to fuck you like that for so long, Jim. Rough, hard." His
thrust now were not rough or hard, and I was glad.

"I know, Dad. Sorry it took me so long to get there."

He leaned down and kissed my head. "Made it that much better." He thrust
more steadily now. I could feel him looking down on me, lying there, taking
him. "Christ, there's nothing hotter than fucking your own son."

"Fuck me, Dad," I urged. "Fuck just like when you made me."

"Oh damn, Slugger," Dad's voice grew hoarse with lust. He fucked faster,
though not as deep as before. "I love you so much."

"Love you, too, Dad. Always will."

"Always," Dad repeated. Then softly, "my son, my boyfriend," and started
fucking to his nut, bringing me along with him. I didn't think I had that
second orgasm in me, but Dad brought me there. His words, his touch, the
idea of us together.

Afterwards, we showered off and slipped on some shorts to join Jack in the
living room. He was watching TV but smiled when we walked in.

"I have to say, guys, that was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen."

"It was," Dad said and walked over to kiss Jack lovingly. "Thanks, Babe."



****

I didn't stay over that night. I had work the next morning, and after the
intensity of the evening and the sex it was good to have some alone time in
my own place. I gave Sean a quick call to check in. He asked how the date
went. I told him really well, which intrigued him. "I'll fill you in when
you get back, OK?"

"You fucking tease," he laughed.

"I miss you Chief," I said.

"Miss you too, Big Guy."

It was the next morning at work when I got a text from Dad.

"Thanks for an incredible evening Slugger."

"I should thank you Dad."

"Jack and I had a nice talk about us. It was good." Then another text:
"He's good with us."

My heart pumped. "Awesome. I'll talk to Sean when he gets back."

"Take your time. Just wanted you to know."

"I gotta pinch myself," I typed.

"Tell me about it ;)"

Then Dad sent another text. "Want to come over again tonight?"

"Sure." I don't think I was ready for another pummeling like the last
night, but hopefully Dad would be up for something else.

"I want to give Jack a treat for being such a great guy."

"I'm intrigued."

"Good. 8-ish work for you?"

"Yep."

Dad answered the door that evening completely nude. I'd never get sick of
that bare chest of his, the powerful pecs jutting out from his frame,
covered in body hair that was increasingly graying. As I walked into their
place I could see he was erect.

"Already got started with Jack," he said, leaning in for a quick
kiss. "Come on back."

My heart pounded as I walked back to their room. It was a trip to think I'd
been invited into their private life like I had. Like Sean and I had.

Jack was naked on the bed, sweaty and in an excited state. "Hey Jim," he
greeted me. "Your dad was just fucking me." It was a trip to see Uncle
Jack, this good looking Naval officer, in his sex trance, and matter of
fact about it.

"Sorry to interrupt," I replied, peeling off my shirt. I could see his eyes
widen as he took in the sight of my bare chest. I didn't have the magazine
cover conditioning Sean had, but I had youth of my side and had a strong
ex-jock build going on.

"You didn't interrupt. I want you in me too," Jack said, shifting his body
in the bed to make room for me. "Bob says you guys are taking your
relationship to another level."

I stripped off my jeans and briefs. My prick was rock hard. "Yes, sir. I
gotta talk to Sean first," I said.

"Sean's a horndog like me," Jack said, stroking his erection. "I bet he'll
love the idea of you dating your father."

Hearing him say that gave me a rush. I looked over at Dad, who was grinning
with both lust and pride. Turning back to Jack, I said. "I'm glad you're
cool with it, Jack."

He smiled. "I'll be cooler with it once I get that fat cock of yours buried
in me."

"Oh fuck," I hissed, running my fingers along my own bone now.

"You wouldn't believe how horny he's been since I told him about our date,"
Dad said. He stepped up to me, touching my arm, then reaching behind my
back to pull my body to his. Our lips met and right in front of Jack we
kissed softly. We were grinning like naughty kids when we broke. "Feel like
fucking my man?" he asked me.

"Yeah," I grunted.

"Let me ride you," Jack said. "Come on," he gestured to the free spot on
the mattress. I lay down and Jack met me in a kiss now. "I bet when I first
fucked you you had no idea what a fucking bottom I could be," he growled.

The idea turned me on and we made out more impetuously, grinding against
one another. Until Jack scooted up his body and bucked his ass back on my
hardon. Reaching behind he guided me right to his hungry hole. He'd been
lubed up good and already opened up with Dad's prick, so I popped right in.

"Oh fuck!" I hissed. Jack's hole felt amazing. Even more so as he started
sliding down my pole, not in one downward motion but easing more length
each time, giving little fuck motions on my dick. I wasn't ready to come
yet but if I were he would have gotten me off then and there.

Our lips met once more and I pushed in, driving my thickness into him. Jack
responded eagerly, grunting into my mouth. I fucked again. Not rushed, just
enjoying the penetration I was able to give with Commander Grant.

I was a few strokes into my fuck when I felt something nudge against my
balls. And Dad's body appearing behind Jack's. "Hold steady son," he urged
me, so I stopped my thrusts.

I was slow to realize what was going on, even as Dad's hand appeared in
front of Jack's face holding a vial of poppers. Jack inhaled and got an
even dreamier look on his face.

Then, I felt it. Dad's big cock press up against mine. Against Jack's
pucker. And past the ring.

"Holy fuck!" I growled, realizing that Jack Grant was getting
double-penetrated.

The officer tossed back his head as he felt the sensations course through
his body. Willing the discomfort to be comfortable.

"Jack's wanted to try this for the longest time," Dad said. "Want some more
poppers, babe?"

Jack nodded excitedly. He inhaled more as Dad brought the vial to his
nose. "Oh yeah," he sighed, feeling the change in his ass and his
body. "Fuck that dick in me, Bob."

Dad did. Pushing faster now, right up against mine as we both buried
ourselves in Uncle Jack's hot tightness. The hole was insanely snug,
snugger than I could imagine. Finally Dad was all the way inside, both of
us stuffing Jack completely.

"I got two McGrath cocks in me," Jack said. "Getting fucked by father and
son at the same time. Fucking hot."

I was on the bottom so I was mostly stationary as Dad did the fucking. He
was slow and gentle, knowing that Jack was stretched to capacity as it
was. Even his small thrusts though drove Jack wild and turned me on to feel
our dicks rubbing against each other inside the hole.

"How you doing babe?" Dad asked, rubbing his hands all along Jack's hairy
front as he fucked in and out. "This all you hoped for?"

Jack nodded, a little dazed. "Oh yeah, Bob." His hands ran along my chest
as he braced himself. It was an amazing sight to see. Jack's dick had gone
soft at penetration but now was erect again. "I don't know how much longer
I can last, though."

"Go for it," Dad instructed and Jack nodded, starting to stroke his dick as
me and Dad fucked him.

Jack stroked off and then all of a sudden his face flushed red and he
yelled. "Jesus fucking Christ!" And then blam! A heavy thin shot of his
sperm shot over my head and all over my face. Then another. Jack Grant was
having the orgasm of the century.

Dad pulled out as gingerly as he'd entered Jack, and then our bottom
climbed off me. Jack met me for a crazed kiss, then Dad. "Thanks, Bob. That
was intense."

Dad smiled, stroking his prick. "Fuck yeah it was. Your hole was so
incredible. And being next to Jim like that..."

Dad nudged Jim out of the way and then scooted up to straddle my lap. "You
as horny as I am, Slugger?"

"Oh yeah, Dad," I hissed.

Dad must have lubed his hole up in advance too, because I felt him sit on
my cock, his ass swallowing my size without too much problem. I hit bottom
inside his hole, gave it a second then started fucking Dad. Holding him,
thrusting up into my father. It had been a while since I'd topped him and
the excitement of the act was coming back in full force.

I knew I wouldn't last long and I guess Dad was in a similar state. So we
rutted at full speed. Dad's hand flagging his giant dick, me pounding my
fat one into him. We didn't come simultaneously but it was close, my
spurting off not a second after Dad had finished his orgasm.

The shower was too tight for all three of us or I'm sure we would have
showered off together. As it was we enjoyed the afterglow, Dad and Jack in
their Navy shorts, and me in a borrowed pair, too. As much as I would have
loved a round two that evening, I knew we were all spent from the intensity
of the sex. But we relished the afterglow. talking about the act we'd just
done.

"You guys been planning that for a while?" I asked, sipping a beer.

Dad smiled. "It's been on Jack's fantasy list for a long time. After we
talked last night, I realized it might be time to make it happen."

"I need my head examined," Jack said. "Letting two huge dicks in me like
that. But it was amazing. Hurt like hell at first, but by the end... wow."

"I don't see how you did it," I said.

Jack shrugged his shoulders. "I think it was wanting it bad enough. It's a
real rush to have a father and son in you at the same time. Using your
hole."

Dad had a half smile as we discussed the DP but then changed the
subject. "So Slugger... what are you going to say when Sean gets back?"

"I've been thinking a lot about that. I guess the upfront approach is
best. Tell him I love him more than anything, but I love you, too. See what
he's comfortable with."

"You're nervous about it," he observed.

"Yeah I am. Laying it out on the line like that. It's pretty fucking scary,
Dad."

"I felt the same way last night, didn't I, Babe?" Dad turned to Jack.

Jack nodded. "Oh yeah, I thought something had gone bad at first. But you
know, Jim? I had a feeling. Before your Dad even. There's just this bond
between you that's intense. Not just the sex, not just the father-son
thing. Something else. I figured I could fight it or embrace it."

Dad agreed. "Whatever Sean wants, he's not dumb. He knows it, too,
Slugger."


****

Sean ambled into our place and set down his luggage. He looked amazing. I
was still getting used to his longer hair, but I had to admit it made him
even more handsome, though in a different way than his military cut.

"Miss me Big Guy?" he winked.

I got up from the sofa and walked over to greet him with a kiss. "Oh yeah."

I could never read what Sean was going to want after a trip away. Sometimes
he liked to decompress with a hot shower and some mindless TV. Sometimes he
wanted sex right away. Today it was neither.

"So you gonna tell me what's been going on?" It wasn't an accusatory
tone. But it caught me off guard. I had practiced in my mind how to start
this conversation with Sean, but this wasn't in my script.

"You want to talk now?" I asked.

Sean plopped down on the sofa. "Hell yeah I want to talk now. You say you
got something to tell me, of course I'm gonna wanna hear it."

I nodded, taking in a deep breath. "Well, Dad and I had a great date the
other night."

Sean had one hell of a poker face as he sat next to me. "Awesome. Did he
fuck you?"

It was a Sean thing to say. A way of controlling the conversation. Oddly
enough, it helped loosen me up. "He did. He went really rough at it, and
got me to want it. I'm sure he'll tell you about it."

"I'm sure he will," Sean grinned. "He's been wanting to let loose on you
for a while."

I grinned back with a I-know-what-you're-doing look, and Sean
laughed. "Sorry, man, I enjoy teasing you. Go on."

"Well before the fucking... Dad and I talked. About this connection we
have."

"You guys love each other," Sean said, frustrated I was taking so long to
come out with it.

"Yeah. I mean, you're the love of my life, Sean and come first. But Dad and
I want to be boyfriends, too."

"Boyfriends?"

"Yeah. You and me have our relationship, Dad and Jack have theirs. But
there would be me and Dad, too."

"Pretty wild." Sean seemed to be thinking it over. "What does Jack think
about all of this?"

"He's on board. I want to see if you are, too. The answer can be no,
Sean. If you're not comfortable with this, please tell me so." I
paused. "But if it is no, we gotta move. Otherwise it's gonna happen."

"Fuck, you're in deep with your dad, huh?"

"Just the idea it might happen made me really want it, " I said. "I don't
want to fuck things up between us, Sean. Maybe I have already. You come
first and I mean it."

"You haven't fucked things up," Sean said, a little exasperated. "I had a
feeling this was coming. Actually I thought you were gonna dump me for the
Captain."

"Jesus, Sean," I said, emotionally.

"I don't mean it that way, Jim. But Christ, the first time I watched you
and your old man together it was intense."

"I think we denied it. I know I did. For so long."

Sean nodded, understandingly. "If we did this arrangement... you and the
Captain as boyfriends... what do you think of doing more threesomes?"

Talk about surprise. Again, this wasn't part of my script. "Yeah? You want
that?"

"I do," he said. "Don't get me wrong Jimmy. I love you, and I'm thrilled
each day I got a cute young boyfriend with a hot body. But I wouldn't mind
tapping more young dude ass while I still got it."

"Of course you still got it Sean. And you know it."

He leaned back. "It's not a quid pro quo, Jim. But I also don't want to be
the third wheel."

"You won't be, I promise," I said. "And yeah, you can fuck other guys. Even
if I'm not there."

His eyes lit up. "Yeah? You sure?"

I was. "As long as there are no repeats."

"Deal," Sean said, his smile bright. "So... if I did this, fuck another
guy..."

"When you do this," I corrected him. I wanted him to know I was OK with it,
especially since he was OK with me and Dad.

"All right, when I do this... you want to hear about it?"

"I don't have to. But if you want to share anything I'm cool with
it. Particularly if it's a hot guy," I winked, and Sean laughed. "Just make
me one promise."

"Tell me," he said.

"If you feel it's becoming something else with you, something more serious
with another dude.... or has the chance, too... tell me. I don't wan't to
be blindsided."

"I promise," Sean said. "Damn, Jim, you know I love you. And I will
continue to. We've been through a lot together."

"We have," I said. "And I just gave you another thing, a hell of a
curveball to deal with."

Sean wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to a quick
kiss. "Look, Jim. If I didn't have the connection with the Captain and
Jack, too, I'd have said hell no. I trust you, and if this feels right to
you, I want you to have your chance with your dad like this."

"Oh Sean." My emotion was heavy. Our lips met for a kiss again, heavier and
longer this time, as Sean leaned us back to a lying position on the couch.

"Think I can get my welcome-home fuck now?" he growled as he started
running his hand underneath the hem of my shirt.

"Definitely," I said, my body shivering at his touch. Impossibly, Sean had
gotten even better at making me feel this way. It was like our years
together meant he knew how to work me up. I moaned excitedly into his
mouth.

"Let's take this to the bedroom, Big Guy," he growled and got up, hoisting
me up in the process. "Ooff, I keep forgetting you've been putting on
muscle," he laughed.

We stripped off as he walked toward the bed. Sean reached his arms around
me and pulled my nude body against his. "Gonna be my fuck toy tonight,
Jim?" he asked, kissing along my neck. "Your man's been away and needs to
unload something bad."

"Oh Sean," I muttered.

He gave my ass cheek a slap. "You didn't answer my fucking question." His
voice had a sternness to it. I wasn't always up for Sean's dominant moods,
but I sure was then.

"Yes, sir," I replied.

He ran his hand along my ass, smoothly now. "Yes, sir, what?" he asked
throatily.

I felt my posture grow more erect. Like I was some private with my drill
instructor. "Yes, I am going to be your fuck toy, sir. Big muscle jock fuck
toy."

That got a rise out of Sean, and he grunted as he pushed me onto the
bed. "All fours, bitch."

I won't lie. I was nervous about what was next and how hard Sean was going
to take this fuck. But he and I had explored this territory and I was now
exploring it with Dad. And I enjoyed the anticipation too.

Rather than anything hard I felt his tongue licking my crack. Long loving
swipes then teasing of my hole. I responded by hiking my ass toward him and
spreading my legs to give him access. He took full advantage, gripping my
cheeks and spearing in. Really munching my hole. He wasn't in a rush, but
let me really enjoy getting eaten out.

Finally he leaned up and kissed along my back, up to my neck, as I felt his
warm, hairy nude body against my smooth muscle and the dripping wetness of
his cockhead against my spit-wet crack. He nudged against my pucker and
pushed in. Not all the way, but a couple of inches entered me.

"Fuck!" I hissed. It was a lot. As much as I wanted to take Sean like this
I didn't think I could. Thankfully he held still in me as he ran his free
hand along my body while supporting himself with his other arm.

"So... the Captain got you to really want it rough, you say?" Sean's voice
seemed deeper, more resonant now.

"Yes, sir," I said.

"How'd he do that?" Sean asked. His hips giving micro thrusts that opened
me up and let me adjust to his dick.

"Poppers," I answered.

I felt Sean gently withdraw and he scrambled to lean over to our bedsde
table. Pulling out the poppers we had but hadn't used in a long while. "I
thought you didn't like them," he said, and I was grateful to see him also
pull out the lubricant.

"I didn't think I was," I said. "But it was hot."

Sean tossed the vial next to the pillow. "For when you need them. Or want
them."

I nodded as he lubed up. "You gonna go hard?" I asked.

He slapped my ass, and I felt my body recoil in surprise. "What the fuck do
you think, Jimmy?" he growled. I felt his slick cock return to my hole and
press in. Not shoving in but insistently pushing right in.

I unscrewed the cap of the bottle and sniffed the vapors. Sean wasn't going
deep yet but was fucking me with shallow thrusts. As my body responded to
the poppers and my hole relaxed, his dick slipped all the way in.

"Oh fuck Jim!" he exclaimed. "Hungry fucking ass." He gripped my hips and
started pumping me, thrusting heavy and fast. It felt great in my
headspace, and I felt his intensity continue to ramp up. "Fucking muscle
jock bitch," Sean growled.

He didn't have Dad's length... god, who did?... but Sean's still pretty
well hung and he was pounding me hard now, harder than Dad had even. So it
felt just as intense as Dad's fuck had. I sniffed another hit of poppers.

"Aw yeah, guy, get in that zone. For my fucking cock."

It was times like this when I was keenly aware of Sean's Army conditioning
and his tip-top shape even in retirement. He was a fucking machine. Boring
into me with rhythmic precision and real power. Until I felt a slight
change in the thrust pace and heard some choked grunts.

"Unf... argggh!" Sean pushed his hips flush against my asscheeks and I knew
instinctively he was unloading in me.

Hurriedly, I gripped my dick and jerked it rapidly. It took me about five
strokes before I was cumming, the excitement of the fuck and the feel of
Sean's still hard tool in me sending me over the edge.

"Wooo, Big Guy," Sean said, his voice returning to normal from his bed
voice. "I needed that."

I flipped over, still a little woozy from the poppers and the intense
cum. I worried maybe I was liking the amyl too much, but figured I was just
enjoying the newness of the experience and could practice moderation
later. Besides, it was great to be able to put out for Sean liked that.

He went to pee and wash his cock and I followed suit. When I returned to
the bedroom he was propped on the bed, his magnificent body nude and his
beautiful cock now soft and satisfied. He was calling someone on the phone.

"Hey Captain.... Yeah, got back this evening, just fucked your son silly in
fact...."

I felt myself blush as I lay on the bed next to Sean. He winked at me and
patted my thigh. I knew Sean and Dad talked about this stuff but it was odd
to be spoken about so matter of factly.

"Gotta thank you sir.... Not sure what you and Jim did the other night, but
he was fucking ripe for the picking...." He grinned at me. "... you want to
talk to him?... all right here he is."

Sean handed me the phone. Part of me wanted to kill him but I took it and
greeted my father.

"Hey Slugger," Dad said. "Sounds like you two had some fun."

"Yes, sir," I said. "Um, Sean was kind of horny when he got home."

"Wish I could have been there," he said. It was a trip talking to Dad like
this.

"Me, too, Dad." I had a feeling why Sean had called Dad up. He watched me
as I had my conversation. I took a breath. "You know, Sean and I had a talk
tonight. He's cool with us, Dad." Just saying this aloud gave me a
thrill. "With us being boyfriends."

I could hear Dad's excitement on the other end of the phone. "That's
wonderful, Slugger. You and me, huh?"

"Yes, sir," I replied.  Sean was grinning ear to hear as he listened to
half of the conversation.

"I love you, Jim."

"Love you too, Dad." I blushed more.

"I can't wait to spend some alone time with you again. Take my boyfriend
out on another date." His voice was emotional and lusty at the same time.

"Oh fuck, Dad, I'd love that."

"It's a date then," he said. I could almost see the twinkle in his
eyes. "Fuck, I can't believe this is happening."

"Me either." My heart pounded.

"So... did you tell Sean about DPing Jack?" Dad was definitely turned on.

"Not yet," I said. "I will."

"He'd love to hear about it," Dad said. "And I don't know if you'd ever be
up for it, Slugger, but I'd love for me and Sean to do that to you."

Until Dad said that the thought of being double penetrated had never
occurred to me. It was occurring to me now, though it scared the hell out
of me. "Not sure I'm ready for that Dad."

"It's OK, son. But yeah I'm boned thinking about that."

"Fuck," I hissed. I was getting hard now. Sean noticed and reached out to
stroke me.

"You don't have to, son, but will you think about it? Doing that for me and
Sean one day?"

"I'll think about it," I breathed.

Dad sounded satisfied. "Maybe I can talk to Sean now? I'll call you
tomorrow son."

"Sure. Love ya Dad."

"Love you too, Slugger."

I handed the phone back to Sean. "Sounds good Captain... yeah, this weekend
should work.... no, I'm happy for you guys. Really, sir.... all right,
later."

He grinned as he hung up. "See, that wasn't so hard was it?"

I shifted in bed to face him. "A little," I admitted.

He could read my emotions. "If we're gonna do this, Jim, we gotta be open
about it. You gotte be open about it. I sense you feel like you can't have
your cake and eat it too."

"Something like that." I was sometimes impressed with how emotionally
perceptive Sean could be. Then I realized he had years on me and was, for
the most part, more mature.

He ran his hand along my chest. "Well, you should have your cake and eat it
too, Jim," he said. "You deserve it and as far as I'm concerned you can
have that. OK?"

Our lips met. I loved Sean so much and never more than at that moment.


****

It took some trial and error as the four of us figured out the new
arrangement. Me and Dad having occasional dates and one-on-one time. Sean
meeting up with guys from time to time. The four of us hanging out on the
weekends, for hot four-way sex or pairing off in different couples among
us. But after a few months the new expanded relationship seemed to be
cemented as part of our lives. I was having the best sex ever, between Sean
and Dad and Jack and felt emotionally fulfilled, too.

My career was taking off too. I'd been working in my job almost a year when
I met someone at a professional networking event, George Connelly, who was
a financial advisor for politicians and high-net-worth individuals. We met
almost randomly waiting at the cash bar but we struck up a conversation and
I told him about my idea of financial planning for baseball players. There
were a couple of big names in the business but they ignored the smaller fry
guys in the minors and early years of the majors. George was intrigued by
my idea and gave me his card, saying we should talk more.

I thought maybe he was brushing me off, but we did end up talking more. One
conversation led to another. Then another. And soon we were planning a new
venture. His company providing the high profile name, me as the ex-jock
salesman going around giving informational seminars and pitching financial
planning in general.

It was a risk, because the best financial advice is fee-based, not
commission based, and guys in the minors have no money. So I'd be taking a
salary hit until we drummed up business from more guys in the majors. But I
was the perfect salesman for the job, since I had my personal story of
making the majors and having my career cut short. The first times I gave my
talk it brought up a lot of unpleasant emotions, and being in the
clubhouses made me nostalgic for a baseball career that didn't pan out. But
having guys, young players, coming up to me with questions each and every
time made me feel I was doing something useful.

Sean was elated when I first told him things were taking off. "I knew you
could do it Jimmy. You'll be awesome." He could be my biggest fan.

The only drawback was that I was traveling, a lot, especially from spring
training to late summer. But it made the weekends back in DC, with Sean or
the four guys, just that much better.

I did take a few days off in June to go out to San Diego and attend my
brother Matt's wedding. He was 30 now and well on his way to a
distinguished career as an officer, like Dad. I could see Dad was proud as
hell, too, his face beaming all weekend.

September rolled around, and with it Sean's birthday. His 49th. We had
plans to hang out with Dad and Jack the next weekend, but as his birthday
fell on a weeknight, it gave a good occasion to have a date night, just me
and my man.

Sitting in the restaurant I was struck by how handsome Sean was. I mean, he
always was a hot guy, when I met him and ever since. But his hair was
grayer now and since he'd grown it out, he had more of a classic DILF look.

"What?" he asked as he caught me staring at him.

"You," I said. "You're hot as fuck, Sean. I can't believe how lucky I am to
be with you."

Sean shrugged. "Jimmy... if you're just buttering me up so you can top me
tonight, I swear I'll..."

He didn't finish the thought but had me laughing.

"Still love making you laugh, Big Guy," he said. "After all these
years. How long has it been Jim?"

"Seven years dating," I said. "We met almost eight years ago."

"Glad you're the math guy," he said. "I'm just the pretty dude with the
muscles."

"And the ego," I teased.

"Yep. You go with an Army guy that comes with the territory," he
grinned. He seemed to be a little shy as he continued. "Listen, we never
have really talked about this, but you ever think of us getting married?"

It's true, we hadn't talked about it. Between Sean's military career, then
my baseball years we worked with the assumption of keeping a low profile
for our relationship. But maybe Matt and Emily's wedding made us have
marriage on the mind. "I have thought about it," I admitted. "Feels like a
big step."

"The commitment?" Sean asked, looking at me seriously.

"No," I shook my head. "I'm very much on board for that. I mean the
publicness of it. I guess I got used to hiding for much of my life."

"It wouldn't have to be a big event," Sean added, a hopeful tone in his
voice. At that moment I knew he wanted this and that knowledge thrilled me.

"Oh man, Sean are we gonna do this? Get married?"

He smiled. "I was afraid to bring it up. But yeah, I wanna."

I reached over and squeezed his hand. "I'd be honored to be your husband
Sean Carter."

"Well, fuck, that's how you close a deal, huh?" He shook his head and
exhaled. "Damn, I'm on cloud nine, Jim. Best birthday ever. I wasn't sure
how you'd feel, with your Dad in the picture."

I hadn't thought of that. "I'd give that up for you Sean, you know that."
It was sad to say but I meant it.

"Oh that's not what I mean. I'm not trying to stop what you and him have
going on. I just wasn't sure if it's changed things between us."

"Not from my perspective," I assured him. "And you can still have your
occasional fun," I added. Sean had told me a couple of the stories of his
side fucks, including a 19 year old rookie cop on the Bethesda police
force. I think he enjoyed being unmitigated top dog in those hookups.

"Damn, you're an unconventional dude, Jim McGrath," he said.

"I consider it more being realistic," I countered.

He grinned like he wanted to shoot back a retort but realized he couldn't
in the restaurant. I had a good feeling of what it would be, and it made me
blush.

Instead he drawled in his Georgia accent, "Let's get one thing straight,
though. You're rooting for Army football from here on out. I'm not marrying
a fucking Navy fan. I don't care who your daddy is." I laughed, and Sean
deadpanned. "What's so funny? I'm not joking."


We were giddy as we left the restaurant, kissing occasionally in the street
as we walked home.

"You want to tell your dad?" he asked.

I pulled out my phone. "Yeah, good idea."

"No let's stop by in person."

So I texted Dad to tell him we were coming by. He and Jack were thrilled
with the news. Jack went and fetched a bottle of champagne and we had a
toast.

"I don't mean to pry men," Sean said, "But you guys have plans of maybe
getting married?"

"We've thought about it," Jack said. "Maybe we will eventually. But we're
not in a rush if we do."

We talked about the repeal of Don't Ask Don't Tell and how things were
changing so quickly. We finished our champagne and Sean wrapped his arm
around my shoulder.

"Listen guys," he said. "We can catch up more this weekend. Right now, I
want to take my man home and celebrate right."

Dad and Jack laughed. We all hugged and bid good night.


Back at our place, Sean and I raced to get out of our clothes. This toned
hairy body felt fantastic against mine. I knew it took a lot of work, but I
hoped I was as in shape as he was when I hit 49.

He seemed just as focused on my body, gripping my muscle as we humped and
made out. "Damn, Jim, this feels right," he said.

"It does," I said.

"You still gonna want me when you're my age and I'm an old man?"

I gripped his asscheeks, which were hard and strong. "Fuck yeah. I'm pretty
sure you're still gonna a be hot smoking daddy twenty one years from now."

Sean laughed. "Fuck, I'm so lucky you're wired for older dudes. I was the
right man at the right time."

"Right man is right," I said. "You swept me off my feet man. Still do."

Our lips met, hungry and needy. Sean's fingers wrapped around my hard
bone. "I need you in me tonight, Jim. You up for fucking me?"

"You ask some pretty dumb questions."

Sean smiled. "Let me sit on it first, though. Get used to this fat fucker."

So that's what he did. Lubed me up and slowly eased his hole down over my
prick. He was good and tight and it was magnificent to watch his body as he
worked more and more of me into his hole. He seemed to get off feeling and
looking at my younger, equally muscular body beneath him.

Especially as he finally accommodated my size and I was able to give gentle
thrusts up into him.

"Oh Jimmy, that's it. Fuck me, man. First guy ever up in my hole. Fucking
took it like a young stud."

"Oh yeah, Chief, gonna fuck you till you get off. And I'll be right there
behind you."

With all the travel and Sean's more dom moods, it had been a while since
I'd fucked him, and I realized how much I missed this. Conquering my man's
hole. I picked up speed and soon Sean was responding, his muscles growing
more rigid as he stroked in rhythm to my thrusts.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck... UNHH!" Sean's seed sprayed all over me, powerful jets
in succession soaking me down.

That tripped my wires, too, and I orgasmed inside him, holding on to steady
my final thrusts. It was an awesome cum, and it took a minute to recover as
Sean dismounted and we kissed softly.

"All right," Sean admitted, "we need to do that more." He gripped my cock
again, now retreating in size but still half-turgid on my belly. "You got
some major artillery there, stud."

***

If anything, Sean's and my decision to get married solidified the fourway
relationship we all had developed. I think Dad was apprehensive about
getting in between me and Sean, and the fact that wasn't happened allowed
us both to relax and enjoy our romantic and sexual connection. Sean seemed
to bond with Dad and Jack more, too, even more than before. Military men of
a similar age, they had the connection and were friends as much as lovers.

Sean and Dad in particular got close. I mean, they had since their first
night alone in that Philadelphia hotel after Army-Navy. But it was like
they were constantly trading notes about sex, with a silent competition to
outdo each other with me. A friendly competition, but it made me wonder
what I'd gotten myself into.

I was feeling that competition as we celebrated Dad's birthday. He was in a
good mood. While he could be quiet and even stoic, he was talkative and a
little buzzed from our round of drinks before heading back to their place.

"I know what I really want for my birthday," he said, a smirk on his face.

I wasn't sure what he was talking about but Sean was. He squeezed my
shoulder and drawled. "Come on Slugger, you should give it to him."

Sean didn't usually call me Slugger but sometimes around Dad he adopted my
father's nickname for me. I still had no clue what he was talking about. I
had gotten Dad some football tickets for his birthday, but hadn't anything
else planned. I gave Sean a questioning look.

"Dude, your old man wants both our dicks in you. Bad."

Jack piped in, excited. "Shit, you guys really going to do this?"

"Whoa. Don't I get a say in this?" I asked.

"No," Sean teased. "Come on, give it a try Jim. You told me you've
fantasized about it."

It's true. Ever since Dad had first mentioned it. It had been in my
mind. Not as a realistic thing to do but as an intense fantasy. I had
shared it with Sean and he sometimes brought it up.

The guys weren't giving me time to object. Jack said. "You know, Jim, I can
fuck you first, and you can decide if you're up for more."

I looked over at Dad. Previously talkative, he now listened silently and
watched my expression. Damn, he did want this. That more than anything made
me decide to give it a try.

"OK," I relented. "I'll try. No promises, though."

We went to the bedroom and stripped down. We kissed back and forth, all of
us connecting that way in various pairs.

"You don't gotta," Dad said after I kissed him.

"I know Dad," I said, putting a brave game face on.

Soon Jack and I were making out and reclining on the bed. "You're gonna
love it Jim," he muttered as he slicked up his cock. "It's intense like
nothing else." Since that first time DP-ing Jack, we'd repeated it a few
times. Me and Dad. Dad and Sean. Me and Sean. I was always amazed by his
ability to take it.

It was a slow, romantic screw as Jack penetrated and whispered in my ear,
telling me to remember my first time. "It's gonna be like that Jim. Losing
your cherry all over again, to your dad and your partner."

He knew just what to say, and I responded big time to his thrusts, which
opened me up and relaxed my hole. Sean and Dad were flanked to either side
of us stroking their cocks, but I didn't pay them much attention until Jack
started coming inside me. He clearly was worked up by the idea of what
might happen next and wasn't holding back.

Dad crawled into his place before I could become apprehensive. I was
glad. His huge dick filled me deep, gently pumping into me. Given our
increasingly harder sex, I knew I could accommodate my father like this,
and that helped me get into the fuck. I always loved sex with Dad and this
time was no incredible. Our eyes locked, we fucked father and son.

Getting more into it, Dad reached beneath me and wrapped his arms around my
muscular back, then he rolled us over, so that I was now riding his
cock. At least that was the position. Dad was still doing the fucking,
pushing his really long dick up into me over and over, in perfect rhythm.

"Fuck, Dad. I love you so much," I breathed.

"Love you too, Slugger," he grunted, his fuck pace growing more excited.

He turned to Jack. "Give him some poppers," he instructed.

Jack did just that, offering me a vial. I inhaled, nervous and my body
shaking since I knew Sean's dick was going to be at my hole as soon as I
did.

Only it wasn't. Dad kept thrusting and it was just us two for now. Getting
more into the fuck. I was riding on a sex high and bouncing up and down to
meet Dad's pistoning cock. It was wild and unbridled, and eventually Dad
gripped my hips to hold me steady so he could control the fuck more.

He grinned up at me as he pounded away and nodded. I wasn't sure what that
nod was for until that brown vial appeared beneath my nose once more.

I inhaled deeply, taking an extra hit this time. I got a crazy head rush
just as Sean's wet cockhead prodded against my ring, already stretched by
Dad's cock. He had to angle to work it in but he did, pushing a half inch
then an inch inside.

The crazy thing was, I wanted it. I wanted both cocks in my badly. "Fuck,
Sean, put it in man. Fuck me guys."

Dad's eyes grew wide. His hips were steady now, and his grip on my waist
was real strong to hold me in place for Sean's penetration.

"You want this Big Guy," Sean hissed, excited as fuck. "Me and your Dad?"

"Please," I hissed, feeling more of Sean pressing inside. I turned to
Jack. "God this is intense."

Jack smiled and patted my shoulder. "You got this Jim."

Now Sean was continuing his final ascent up into my tight hole. "Oh Shit!"
I yelled. "Fuck!" It didn't hurt, but a real intense discomfort would be
the way to describe it. That and a crazy feeling of being sexually turned
on at the same time.

"He doing OK Captain?" Sean asked, a little concern in his voice.

Dad could read my face and see my hardon, which had flagged only a
little. "Oh yeah," he answered. He reached up and ran his hand along my
torso. "My son't taking it a like a pro, aren't ya buddy?"

"Yessir," I replied.

"Gonna slut out for your men?" he asked with a lewd grin.

"Got two fucking dicks in me, Dad," I hissed. "Yeah, I think I'm pretty
fucking slutted out right now."

"God, fuck," Sean growled. "This is so hot. I can feel your dick next to
mine, Captain."

"You're hard as nails, Carter," Dad grunted. "Start fucking him. Nice and
easy."

"Yes, sir," Sean said and started moving his cock back and forth against

Jack gave me another hit of poppers.

"Oh fuck guys that feels good," I said. And it did. My hole was now getting
used to the thickness of two sizable dicks in me. I was getting double
penetrated and liking it. Even loving it.

Particularly when Dad started thrusting two, sending both dicks into me
like one giant cock. They did this for a few strokes, then would
alternate. I couldn't decide which I liked better.

As insane as the experience was it all happened in the span of two minutes
tops. Sean reached from behind and held me as he humped into me. I could
hear his quickened breathing and low sexual grunts. I looked down and
watched as Dad's expression turned from love and excitement into almost
surprise at the orgasm that was creeping up on him. My father, nutting in
me.

"Christ, I feel your cum, Captain," Sean hissed and couldn't help but
thrust a little more rapidly, spurting his own along Dad's cock.

I reached down to my own aching prick and after a couple of tugs I went
into the most intense orgasm I'd ever had, the sensations in my ass both
battling and contributing to the orgasmic pleasure in my cock.

"Whoa," Dad exclaimed as my seed rocketed out all over him. "Fuckin A'
Slugger!"

"I gotta shoot again," announced Jack as he jerked his dick rapidly and
fired over me and Sean.

Gingerly, we uncoupled and Sean helped me to my first. "You OK, Big Guy?"
he asked. He clearly had enjoyed the hell out of the experience but now was
concerned for me.

"Those damn poppers gave me a headache but yeah, I'm good." I looked
between the three men. "Thanks for getting me to try that. That was
incredible."


****

The wedding was small and casual. My family of course. Rich and Holt, Mitch
and James, my high school friend Paul and his husband Adam. Sean invited
Kevin and Joe, his high school buddy Dave and his wife Sarah, and a few
army buddies with their wives or girlfriends: Craig, Cody, and Darius.

When you bring friends and family together like that you get to reflect on
your life, where you've come from and where you're going. It was notable
that no one from my pro-baseball years was there. I didn't regret those
years but I'd moved on.

It was also apparent that Army guys like to party. A lot. Drinking,
dancing, lots of bear hugs. It was infectious actually. I think everyone
had a great time.

Sean was dead drunk by the end of the evening but that was OK. I was tipsy
myself.

"You're a good man, Jim McGrath," he slurred as we finally crawled into bed
that night.

"You're a good man, too, Sean Carter," I returned. "I'm one lucky bastard."

Sean ran his hand along my bare chest. My blond fur had grown back but I
wondered how long it would be before Sean was in the mood to shave me down
once more. "Too bad I'm too drunk," he said. "Or I'd fuck the shit of my
husband right now."

I laughed. "There's always tomorrow."

He acted as if I said something profound. "Shit, you're right. I get to
fuck you tomorrow. And the day after. And the next day. Fuck, I like this."

"You're drunk," I said.

"Damn straight. Your drunk husband. What was that part about for better or
worse?"

"You didn't want to do the traditional vows," I reminded him.

"Doesn't matter, buster. You're on the line for 'em. You're stuck with me,
I'm stuck with you," he drawled, his accent heavier with the
alcohol. "Wouldn't have it any other way."

"Me either, Mr. Carter," I said, giving him a kiss.




EPILOGUE

Greece September 2014

"Thanks for bringing us here, guys," Jack said as we sipped wine at the end
of our meal.

"Glad to," Sean replied. "This place is incredible, right?"

"I'll say," Dad said.

Sean and I hadn't taken a honeymoon right after the wedding, given my busy
summer work schedule. So we delayed the trip to September, which was a nice
time to be in the Aegean anyway. Dad and Jack had announced their
retirement from the Navy and we invited him and Jack along to mark the
occasion.

The first night we'd crashed early from jet lag and took the opportunity to
pair up with our partners, me with Sean, Dad with Jack. Today was our
second night and our first full day on this magical Greek island and we'd
enjoyed some light hiking, some sun time on the beach, and now a nice
dinner. Best yet, the night was young.

We talked about retirement. Jack and Dad were thinking of getting a house
at the beach or on the Bay. "Don't want to be too far from you guys," Jack
said.

"We could probably stand to live somewhere cheaper, if Jim has a job
opportunity that pops up. We'd talk with you all first of course."

That's how it was now, our four fates bound together.

I looked over at Dad. "You think you're going to enjoy retirement, Dad?"

He shrugged. "We'll see. I do need something to keep me occupied. Maybe I
can take up modeling like Sean," he winked.

"Not if you ever want to have a beer. Or a carb for that matter," Sean
piped in.

"You can't say it hasn't paid off," Jack said. "You look incredible, man."

"Thanks," Sean said. He liked the compliment and I think the admiration and
attention is what he liked most about his new gig. He didn't do that many
shoots, but it was some extra money and fun for him. "I'm just glad to live
like a normal person for a week and a half."

"Here's to vacation," Jack toasted.

"And to looking hot as fuck at 49," Dad added, his eyes boring heavily into
Sean's.

I could sense something was in the air as we walked back to our place. Dad
and Sean had this energy between them. Even Jack noticed it, and he gave me
a sly glance as we walked behind Dad and Sean.

We were staying in a suite style holiday apartment, with two bedrooms and a
common area. There were two IKEA-like sofas in the common area and Dad and
Sean sat next to each other and me and Jack on the other. I had my arm
around Jack's shoulder as we talked, and Dad had his around Sean's.

"How's my son in law doing?" Dad asked.

"Good, Captain. Glad you guys came." Sean said.

Dad gripped Sean's shoulder and noticed the firmness of the muscle. He
whistled. "Pure solid hunk," he said.

"Thanks, sir," Sean said and I watched as they met for a kiss. Quick at
first, the another.

"Fuck, yeah, Sean," Dad said running his other hand along the front of
Sean's shirt now. "I'm proud of you son."

The word weighed heavy in the air. Like Sean and I knew it was coming but
we didn't know when. I heard Sean inhale excitedly. "Yeah, Dad," he
replied.

Jack turned to me, a lusty look on his face. "You OK with this, Jim?"

I nodded. "Yeah, it's hot."

Dad looked over at me and winked. "You don't mind if I have a little
bonding time with your husband, do you, Slugger?"

"No," I said. "You don't mind if Jack and I watch?"

Dad shook his head and turned back to kiss Sean. The two maneuvered down on
the couch, Dad crawling on top of Sean and kissing along his neck. "Oh,
son, I've been thinking of this."

"Me, too, Dad." I could sense the tension in Sean's voice, between the
emotional vulnerability he rarely showed and the sexual excitement he got
from the roleplay.

"How long has it been, son?"

"Since what, sir?"

"How long you been perving on your daddy, son?"

"Since like forever, Dad. Honest. You've always been the star of my
fantasies. My dreams." Dad leaned down and kissed Sean more deeply. Sean
responded by gripping Dad's back in a hard embrace. The two ground their
crotches together.

"It's OK, big boy. Daddy's here now. Daddy's here for you."

"Oh fuck!" Sean cried.

Dad leaned up and looked over at Jack. "Go get the lube, babe."

I could see Sean's fingers grip Dad's biceps. He was nervous about this.

"It's time little buddy. Your brother leaned to take it, you can too."

"Yes, sir," Sean said, not seeming convinced.

I don't think Jack fully knew what was going on, but I could tell Sean was
living out the deep-seeded fantasies of his father.

When Jack returned Dad was eating out Sean's hole. I knew how amazing that
felt and was glad Sean was experiencing this.

"Oh Dad," Sean hissed, casting his eye between the top of my father's head
and me sitting opposite.

"You thinking of your real Dad doing this to you?" I asked Sean.

"Yeah," he croaked, blushing as he admitted. "My dad's nasty tongue in me."

Dad pulled off, giving an extra swipe of his tongue in the process. "I'm
your real dad too now," he announced. "Not by blood, but you marry Jim, you
get me as a daddy, hear?"

"Yes, sir, Dad," Sean answered and shuddered as Dad unpopped the lube cap
and then fingered a generous squirt of the liquid into Sean's hole. "Fuck!"
Sean hissed.

"So fucking tight," Dad said. "I'm gonna enjoy this."

"Just go easy on me, please, Dad." Sean's voice, normally confident was
apprehensive as hell.

Dad nodded. "I will. You can take Jim's fat tool, you can take mine. Trust
me."

I think Sean that Dad was going to penetrate him right then and
there. Instead, Dad crawled up and started making out with him. The two
hunks writhed against each other and kissed, their lust building to a fever
pitch until Sean finally urged more.

"Fuck me, Dad," he groaned.

Dad smiled and lifted Sean's legs up on his shoulder. He nudged in and
pressed through a few inches. Sean grunted and winced and Dad held steady
for a minute before he decided he could go further. I could see the
determination and lust on Sean's face as Dad pushed more cock inside. The
entry was easier now, at least until about the six or seven inch mark.

Dad kissed Sean again, softly. "Oh yeah," he muttered, pushing about
another inch in. Sean had to be real tight. I'd fucked him more over the
years but when his apprehensions kicked in his hole closed up like a vice.

Dad leaned up and looked down into Sean's eyes. "This about where Jim
reaches you," he said matter of factly.

"Yes, sir. God I feel so full."

"I got a couple more inches on my boy. Ready for 'em?"

"I don't think I can, Dad."

"You can, Sean. You got this." Dad reached down and caressed Sean's
cheek. "Tell me. When did you first fantasize about your Dad fucking you?"

Sean took in a deep breath. "When I found out guys did that. I had heard my
buddies joke about assfucking but I thought it was just a joke." The stud
held onto my dad's arms as he related his memory. "Seemed kind of
impossible that two men could do that. Fuck. Then I read something in a
library book about sexual behavior with gay men and when I got home it was
all I could think about. My dad fucking me. Oh shit!"

Dad was pushing more cock into Sean and I instinctively knew the moment his
balls pressed against my man's ass. Dad grinned. "I told you little
buddy. Told you my boy could take his daddy to the hilt."

"Fuck Dad," Sean grunted. "You did. I did it."

Dad pulled out, just a little, and pressed back in. And once more. He was
opening Sean up and starting the fuck for real.

Jack was getting behind me now, first lubing up my hole and pressing into
me. I leaned over slightly and we both watched the copulation across from
us. I was excited as hell and Jack was bone hard in me. Fucking me faster
and faster.

Sean stroked himself now as he and Dad fucked, alternating between deep
kisses and soft sex talk, almost private between them. Finally Sean's
grunts grew higher and pitch, his body tensing up.

"Dad, I'm gonna cum."

"Do it, son," Dad grunted, his own orgasm strokes away.

I felt Jack have his orgasm behind me, just before Dad and Sean came, their
bodies locked as Dad humped away faster through their cum.

"Fuck!" I don't know who said it. Maybe we all did. It was an incredible
act we'd just witnessed. The only complaint I had is that I was still hard
as a rock, not having gotten off.

"Damn, Slugger," Dad said, noticing my state. "You need some relief."

"Yes, sir," I replied. Then an idea occurred to me. "Sean, why don't you
sit on my face?"

I leaned back on the couch and put just enough lube on my dick for a nice
stroke.

"For real?" Sean asked. I could tell the idea turned him on but also seemed
a little nasty to him.

"Yep. I want to taste our dad's load."

I watched that perfect ass descend over my mouth, the cheeks parting to
reveal the hole Dad had just fucked. I licked the lube off, tentatively at
first, then dug into slurp out the cum deposit. It was a trace at first
then Sean relaxed and Dad's semen poured into my mouth. The second it did
my own orgasm came, and I sent jets of seed firing up onto my chest and
probably Sean's stomach, too.

"Damn, Jimmy," Sean growled and he started to get up off me.

I held him tight with my hand. "I'm not done yet," I said, wanting to eat
the rest of Dad's cumload.

After we were done, I said I'd sleep with Jack, giving Dad and Sean more
bonding time.

Jack and I kissed softly in bed, both keyed up from the intense sex we'd
just been a part of.

"Bob's a lucky man," he said, his hand running up and down my back and down
to my ass. "I'm a lucky man."

"I feel pretty lucky myself," I said.

Jack all of a sudden seemed serious. More what I'd expect from Dad, since
Jack was usually the happy-go-lucky one. "You and Sean gotta live your
lives, Jim, but I hope there's a place for me and Bob in it."

"Of course there is," I said, giving Uncle Jack a deep kiss.

****

The wine wore off and I found myself getting up to piss in the middle of
the night. As I did I noticed a presence out on the balcony. I padded over
and even in the dim moonlight could make out Dad's familiar shape and size.

"Can't sleep?" I asked as I stuck my head out.

"I'm a light sleeper," Dad's deep voice said softly. "Damn if the sea is
not more beautiful in the moonlight." Then he said, "Wanna join me
Slugger?"

"Sure," I said.

I had intended to go back to bed, but I walked out, nude and sat in the
chair next to Dad. He was naked too, and as my eyes adjusted I could see
how magnificent his body was. Not perfectly fit like Sean's. Dad was 57 and
his bulk showed it... thicker around the middle, his muscle less compact
and more vascular, his fur showing more silver to match the increasingly
gray hair he had on top.

"What are you thinking?" he asked.

"About how time passes," I replied. "How we were in Mexico almost ten years
ago. It was eleven years ago, almost to the day, when I first sucked you."

He nodded. "You think about that still too, huh?"

"Yessir," I said. "A lot."

I felt my dick stiffen just saying that. And I watched as Dad's long prick
lengthened out along his thigh. His hand reached out and I felt his fingers
graze my arm. The sensation made my bone rise all the way up.

"I still regret the way I acted then."

"You were being a father in the way you thought you should. I was the one
who kept pushing you."

"You didn't have to push hard," Dad said and I felt his hand travel up my
arm and shoulder and behind my neck. My father pulled me into a soft
kiss. After all this, the years of lust and heartache, of Sean and then
this fourway thing we had going on, whatever the fuck you'd call it. After
my marriage and this honeymoon, after all that his kiss still shook me
deep.

"I guess I didn't," I muttered as we broke.

Dad looked at me. I couldn't fully make out his expression in the dim light
but I knew it by heart. Affection, love, fatherly concern. "You happy
Slugger?"

I answered without hesitation. "I am, Dad. More than I have a right to
be. I keep worrying something's gonna fuck it up, I'm so happy."

"Stop worrying," Dad admonished. "Just enjoy it." Our lips met again, his
soft tongue pushing into my mouth.

"What about you Dad?" I finally asked. "You happy?"

"I am, Jim. As a parent you worry a lot over the years. Big things and
small. It's nice to focus on me for a while."

"You should," I said. "Like tonight?"

I could tell Dad was smiling. "Yep. Like tonight. Sean's ass was worth the
wait. And the dad thing, too. Nice to bond with him like that."

"I know he loved it, Dad."

We sat silent for a minute. Then Dad spoke again. "I do still worry about
you, buddy. I'm 28 years older than you. Sean and Jack are over 20 years
older. I don't want you stuck with a bunch of old guys when you're in the
prime of your life."

I sighed. "I'll let you in on a secret, Dad. I'm into older guys. Kinda
wired that way."

Dad chuckled. "Won't deny you there."

"Listen. I'm going to be into you and Jack and Sean for as long as I can. I
know what I'm getting into."

Dad nodded, a satisfied nod. "I can't believe how you're grown up."

I reached over and felt it. The huge erection that was sticking up from
Dad's crotch. His dick was too heavy to be ramrod straight but he was hard
and long and hot to my touch. The cock I'd sucked eleven years. My dad's
dick, erect for me.

Our lips met again, and our kiss was hotter, more sexual than romantic. I
got up off my chair and moved to crouch before him. His legs felt soft with
the fur, over the hard muscle, and I heard Dad mutter a soft approval as I
leaned forward and began tonguing his cock, wetting the massive length with
my saliva and playing with the foreskin with my tongue.

And then, just like ten years ago that first day in Mexico, I took my
father's erect penis into my mouth.

Dad exhaled in lust as I started sucking him. A few inches at first, until
I was able to work more of his length into my throat. I was proud to have a
dad with such a big cock and proud I could make him happy like this. All
the ups and downs Dad and I had gone through. The guilt and the attempts to
do the right thing. It always came back to this, us connecting sexually and
now romantically. Part of it still felt forbidden and nasty, and that
fueled us in the sex. Part of it felt normal, like of course I was going to
be worshipping my boyfriend's cock. As I blew Dad right there in the open
air, I relished the thought I'd be able to do this to him for years to
come.

I could have gotten Dad off, but I wanted more. Leaning back and spitting
out his cock, I stood up and maneuvered myself to sit on Dad's lap. I still
had lube and some leftover cum from Jack fucking me earlier that night. So
I reached back and pulled Dad's cock to line up with my hole. And I sat
down on him.

"Ohh," Dad hissed. But that was the only thing either of us said. Our
connection was in our bodies, his cock, and my ass. His hands caressed my
sides and grabbed my waist as we worked together to get him inside me - and
once that was done, to get a nice deep fuck.

We mated, father and son, right there in the open night air. Me bucking
down on the lap of the man who made me, Dad thrusting up into his own
son. He went deep in me, real deep but it felt good. Like I was getting
possessed by this special man in my life.

"Fuck me, Robert," I whispered. It was the first time I'd called Dad by his
first name, and it gave me a thrill to do so. Dad, too, cause he fucked me
harder and gripped my body possessively in the process.

Dad didn't announce his cum, but he didn't need to. I could tell from his
body and from his breathing. I was jerking my own dick and getting there
too. When I came it was just as amazing as that first time Dad had fucked
me, in Mexico.

After we orgasmed, we didn't uncouple. Instead, I sat in his lap and leaned
against his body for a bit. He wrapped his arms around me and stroked my
torso lovingly. Finally I felt his big prick soften and plop out of my
hole.

"Ready to get back to bed?" Dad finally asked.

"Yeah," I replied, getting up and feeling the coolness of the air against
my wet and battered hole. "You gonna be able to sleep now?"

"Oh yeah," Dad said, his voice now groggy. "So... I'm Robert to you now."

"If we're going to be boyfriends, yeah," I said. "But you're Dad
too. That's what's great about it."

We walked back in and Dad gestured he was going to join Jack. We kissed one
last time.

"Love you Jim."

"Love you, too, Robert," I said. "So much. See you in the morning."

I went to my own bedroom and crawled into the bed with Sean.

Almost instinctively, Sean stirred and turned in the bed, draping his arm
around me. I settled into my husband's embrace, my back against his warm
chest.

I decided Dad was right. I'd stop worrying and just enjoy being happy.


THE END




Below are my stories, accessible via the authors section here at Nifty.
I've listed them by general category starting with the newest ones first,
since I think my writing has improved over the years. Numbers after title
are the number of chapters.


INCEST (dad-son)
Naval Tradition (47)
Horny Dad Tales #34: Dadfucker's Club 5
Horny Dad Tales #30: Dad's New Life
Horny Dad Tales #29: Father's Day Gifts
Horny Dad Tales #28: A Little Help
Horny Dad Tales #27: Marrying Up
Horny Dad Tales #26: When the Admiral Comes Home
Horny Dad Tales #25: Winter Break
Horny Dad Tales #24: Carbon Copy
Daddy Week 5
Horny Dad Tales #23: Father's Day Card
Horny Dad Tales #22: One on One
Horny Dad Tales #20: Christmas Present
Horny Dad Tales #19: Dads I'd Like to Fuck
Horny Dad Tales #18 Kev and Mr. B
Horny Dad Tales #17 Oral Fixation
Horny Dad Tales #16 Sibling Rivalry
Horny Dad Tales #15 Tapped Out
White Collar Tales #11 Junior Prosecutor
Horny Dad Tales #14 Becoming a Man
Horny Dad Tales #13 Chief's Boy
Horny Dad Tales #12 Midlife Crisis
Horny Dad Tales #11 Troop and Son
Horny Dad Tales #10 Away At College
Horny Dad Tales #9 Panic Room
Horny Dad Tales #8 Felch Fest Induction
Horny Dad Tales #7 Football Dads
Horny Dad Tales #6 Shoeshine
Horny Dad Tales #5 After the State Tournament
Horny Dad Tales #4 Punisher Punished
Horny Dad Tales #3 Camcorder
Horny Dad Tales #2 The Poker Game
Horny Dad Tales #1 Halloween Costume
The Meetup
Airman Orgy
Night Call
Parents' Weekend (12)
Unforgettable Workout
Game of Doubles
After Football Practice

INTERGENERATIONAL (no incest, but including dad-son roleplay)
Horny Dad Tales #35: Dadfuckers Club 6
Horny Dad Tales #31-3: Dadfuckers Club 2-4
Horny Dad Tales #21: Dadfuckers Club 1
White Collar Tales #23: Regatta Dad
Daddy Week 1-4
You Don't Know Jack (with jhtravus)
Daddy Issues (16)
White Collar Tales #19: Power Lunch
Meet the Players
White Collar Tales #3 Senator's Aide
Spring Cleaning
My Lover's Dad

JOCKS AND COACHES
Reconnecting With Coach
Meet the Players
A Day in the Life of a Town Football Star (11)
Bait and Switch
Working with My Star Wrestler
Jock Ass Lover
End of Baseball Season
Team Reward (13)
After Football Practice

FRATERNITY
Road Trip with my Big
Life After Graduation
Cooling Off With the UPS Guy
SAE Action

PRO/FAMOUS ATHLETES
Kuechly's Best Bud
National League Bromance
QB Bottom Party (3)
QB Club Retreat
QB Club Charity Challenge
Post Season Party
Spring Break With Gannon
SEC Spring Break
Peyton's Place
Justin Gets Some Wood
Homerun Stud

MALE PREGNANCY
Cornell, TX (17)
The Callahan Clan

WHITE COLLAR GUYS/SUIT SEX
White Collar Tales #23 Regatta Dad
White Collar Tales #22 Power Play
Donor's Circle
White Collar Tales #21 Executive Bait
White Collar Tales #20 Man on the Street
White Collar Tales #19 Power Lunch
White Collar Tales #18 Myrtle Beach Afternoon
White Collar Tales #17 Getting through B School
White Collar Tales #16 Executive Compensation
White Collar Tales #15 Birthday Comes Early
White Collar Tales #13 Executive Booty Call
White Collar Tales #12 Midtown Fuckbuddy
White Collar Tales #11 Junior Prosecutor
White Collar Tales #10 Boss's Cabin
White Collar Tales #9 Holiday Office Party
White Collar Tales #8 Mentoring Program
White Collar Tales #7 Starting Out
White Collar Tales #6 Financial District Barber
White Collar Tales #5 Late Train on the Metro North
White Collar Tales #3 Senator's Aide
White Collar Tales #2 The Nineteenth Hole
White Collar Tales #1 Brokers in Heat
Big Jack

MARRIED GUYS
Token Straight Friend
White Collar Tales #22 Power Play
Jeff's Bachelor Vacation (5)
White Collar Tales #16 Executive Compensation
White Collar Tales #15 Birthday Comes Early
White Collar Tales #14 Boating Opportunity
White Collar Tales #13 Executive Booty Call
White Collar Tales #12 Midtown Fuckbuddy
White Collar Tales #9 Holiday Office Party
White Collar Tales #4 Boys' Night Out
Ranger John
Big Jack

COPS
Daddy Week 4
Horny Dad Tales #13 Chief's Boy
Horny Dad Tales #11 Troop and Son
Horny Dad Tales #6 Shoeshine
Horny Dad Tales #1 Halloween Costume
Cadet Takes a Ride
Cop Cadet
Precinct Visit
The Officer and the Quarterback

MILITARY
Naval Tradition (47)
Showing Private the Ropes
Drill Sergeant Gets Drilled

HOOKUPS
Jock Ass Lover
Friday Night Pickup
Fucked By a Pro