Date: Fri, 22 Sep 2006 00:19:27 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: REUNITED WITH DAD-4

 I didn't wake up until 2pm in the afternoon (of course I didn't get to
sleep until around 6:30 - 7am). It was saturday (the day of the
bachelor's party!), the sun was bright, and I could hear dad's lawn mower
running, which meant he was outside cutting the grass (which used to be
my chore 10 years ago). I dragged myself out of bed, feeling tired and
groggy. I jumped into the shower (again) and brushed my teeth. I'd taken
a nice shower when I finally got in this morning to wash all the cum off
of my face, neck, and chest, -but I needed another one to wake me up!
 Afterwards I got out and threw a towel around my waist and shaved
(trimming my mustache and goatee) and combed my hair. I opened my mouth
and checked the back of my throat for any bruises in the mirror. It felt
a little dry and sore after all the cock sucking I did at Kalif's strip
club last night. Over 20 cocks came in my mouth (a new personal record
for me). Mikey sucked as many dicks as I did, as did the other cock
suckers that manned the other 8 glory holes at the club. All together, we
must'ved sucked over 200 cocks last night! And Mikey and I got there
late!

 I gargled my throat with some Listerine, then went into my dad's bedroom
to see if he was still cutting the grass in the front yard. I didn't hear
the mower running, but found dad out chopping wood for the upcoming
winter months. He wore a pair of tight fitting Wrangler's, work boots,
and a t-shirt. He was sweating somewhat, due to all the yard work he was
doing alone. I could see the muscles in his arms and shoulders flex every
time he swung that axe. Dad was still a sexy man after all these years!
My mom and step mom were fools to leave him!
 Just as I was getting ready to go, I saw a car pull up in front of the
drive. I lingered in the winder (being nosey), and saw Mack (my dad's old
black drinking buddy) get out of the car and walk up the driveway. I
ducked behind the curtain so he wouldn't see me as he walked up to dad.
Dad removed his yard gloves, and shook mr Mack's hand. It was nice to see
they were still friends after all these years. I remember when I first
saw mr Mack butt fucking my father when he brought him home drink and
hung over (I found out later that he and his other drinking buddies were
spiking dad's drinks to knock him out so they could gang rape him. Dad
never really had a drinking problem after all!). My Mack had a hige cock
as I recalled. He'd fucked me several times as well, once word got out
that I was the cock sucker for all my friends in high school. Mr Mack and
mr Weiler (Kev's dad), mr _, mr Kennison (my school teacher), and mr
Rosco (the bar's owner at the time), would take me into the room of the
bar (while customers were still there) and butt fuck the shit out of my
little young ass! I was getting cock from my friends, AND from my dad's
friends! I was in heaven! Even in college, I had more than my share of
cocks. Sure I lived with my girlfriend (Alison) off campus, but there
were book stores and restrooms that had glory hole galore! I never went
hungry for cock, unless I was trying to stop for the sake of my
relationship with Alison. Unfortunately that didn't work out.

 Dad and Mack talked for a few minutes, and I saw dad gesture towards my
car. I suppose he was tell ole Mack that I was home visiting. I fully
expected he and Mack to come into the house to get me (after all, I
hadn't see mr Mack in 10 years!), but they trotted off towards the garage
instead. I went back to my room to get dressed and call Mikey to see what
time we were meeting up for the party. Mikey was still sleep too (so his
STR8 roommate said with a slight attitude!), so I just said I'd call back
later.
 After getting dressed, I bounced downstairs to see what was in the
fridge to nibble on. I knew the bachelor's party wouldn't have much food.
The free drinks and entertainment was what the men went for! Food usually
consisted of chips and pretzels! If I wanted to eat, I'd better do it
before the party.

 While I had my head in the fridge, I heard something in the garage. I
recalled dad and mr Mack going there while I was upstairs, but had
thought they were back out in the front yard by now. Something told me to
take a quick peek. I crept over to the garage door, and slowly pulled it
open just a crack. What I saw made my mouth drop open in disbelief.
 There was dear ole dad laying back on out old living room sofa with his
legs up around mr Mack's shoulders, while Mack was pounding into his
asshole like a mad man!

 My cock got rock hard. I could see mr Mack's dark brown ass pumping up
and down on my dad, I could even see half of his huge cock punching
through dad's hairy anal ring! After all these years, my dad was still
getting fucked by his long time friend! I unzipped my pants and started
whacking my hard cock while I watched the 2 older men fuck like lions.
Dad was trying to hold back the grunts (not wanting to wake me) while mr
Mack hammered into him extra hard, no doubt trying to make dad scream to
wake me up!
 Dad took the fucking like a man. For an older guy, mr Mack still had a
lot of stroke game! He was still in good shape too (a little more gray,
but in good shape!). I recalled being on the receiving end of that big
black cock, and remembered how deeply it used to plow me! I also
remembered how hot and tight dad's hole was. It was always hairy. I
remember how the hairs used to tickle my cock shaft and make me blow
quicker sometimes! I could just imagine what the 2 of them were feeling
at this precise moment!

 After about 5 minutes of watching, I felt myself starting to cum. I
cupped my free hand under the head, and caught all of my shooting cum as
it erupted from the flaring head! Then I licked my hand clean, tasting my
own load (of which I had grown to love since I was a kid!). Just as I
finished licking my sticky fingers, I heard mr Mack groan. I peeked back
through the door to see him shove balls deep into my dad's ass, as he
came what I assumed was a huge load deep in dad's bowels! "Yeeeahh, fuck
man! Give it to me!" said dad! I quietly closed the door (before I got
caught), and tip toed back upstairs to wash my hands and face. By the
time I jotted back down stairs, mr Mack and dad were sitting in the
kitchen drinking beers!

"Son! You remember Mack! Mack, take a look at this boy!" said dad,
pretending like he didn't just take a load of his best friend's cum up
his ass!

"Danny?" said me Mack, getting up from the kitchen stool. "Damn you've
grown! Gimme a hug!" he said, holding out his arms. I walked up and
hugged him, feeling his big strong body as he wrapped those huge black
arms around my back and squeezed. He smelt nice too! When we parted, he
tussled my hair as if I were 10. "What you been up to, son? I heard you
graduated some time ago!"

"Yes, sir." I said, staring down at his crotch before looking up into his
eyes. "I work in Bridgeport County now."

"Got a girlfriend?" he asked, fishing to see if I still fucked around
with men.

"No, sir. I'm single." I said, leaving room for questioning.

"He and his girlfriend just recently broke up." explained dad, standing
with his back to the sink as he turned his beer bottle up to his lips.

"Oh man, sorry to hear that Danny. Seems like a trend going around." said
Mack. "You lost your girl, your dad lost his woman, and I'm single again!
Here's to the single guys!" he laughed, holding up his beer.

"Here, here!" said dad, holding up his. They both took drinks, then dad
handed me his beer to toast with. I took a guzzle without wiping the
mouth first.

"So Danny, what you do for fun in Bridgeport now that you got no girl?"
asked Mack, looking over at my dad. I could see dad giving Mack eye
signals not to question me, but Mack was is own man, and obviously did
and said what he wanted.

"Well, sometimes I go to the movies, or hang out with my friends." I
said, vaguely.

"What kinda friends? Male, female?"

"Mostly male. Alison didn't like me having too many female friends." I
explained.

"Ain't that the truth? Like that's gonna stop us form finding sex!"
laughed Mack, looking back over at dad, whom looked a little nervous. "I
remember some of the best sex I ever had was with another guy!" admitted
Mack, the first of us to bring up homosexuality!

"Yes well, that was over 10 years ago!" said dad, trying to change the
subject.

"For YOU maybe..." countered Mack, looking directly at dad. "...but I
still enjoy a good piece of male pussy every now and then. Especially
since I ain't got a girl in my life at the moment!" I saw dad start to
fidget. "How bout YOU, danny? When was the last time you copped some
dick?"

"Mack!" yelled dad, raising his eyebrows.

"He's a grown man now, _ ! We just talking!" reasoned mr Mack, returning
his attention back to me for an answer.

"I still dabble." I said, checking out dad's reaction from the corner of
my eye.

"That's all I'm asking!" said Mack, looking back at dad. Dad was trying
not to look too pissed, but I could tell they had already discussed
having this conversation with me, with dad more than likely asked mr Mack
NOT to say anything!

"And what about you, mr Mack? When was the last time you been with a
man?" I asked, turning the tables on him. Mr Mack looked over at my dad
and smiled, I could see dad's face going into a panic as mr Mack
carefully thought over his answer.

"Last night!" he lied. I saw my dad exhale. He'd obviously been holding
his breathe for the answer. "Hooked up with this gay guy off the net.
Fucked the shit out of him on his sofa!" he said, never taking his eyes
off my dad. "He's probably still carrying my load around in his ass right
now!" Dad nearly choked on his beer!
 After a few more minutes (and some angry glances from dad), Mack finally
finished his beer, and decided to take a hike! He said he had a long
drive planned as he was going out of town for a few days. He shook my
hand goodbye, then hugged my dad. Dad offered to walk him back to his
car, and the 2 of them left through the back door. I watched them walk
down the side of the drive, my eyes on dad's ass to see if there was any
evidence of the fucking I saw him take. He talked to Mack for a few
minutes (probably blasting him for the line of questioning he gave me),
then I saw Mack get into his car and take off. Dad came back into the
house, a little upset.

"Danny, don't take heed to anything Mack said. He was just playing with
you," Whatever! "You hungry, son? I was thinking of doing a barbeque!"

"Okay." I said, trying to figure dad out. It was obvious that he still
enjoyed getting fucked. I mean, if Mack was black mailing him for sex, it
sure didn't sound like it. Dad seemed to be just as much into as Mack
was. So why was he going out of his way to lie and deny it to me? Did he
still have issues about his sexuality and having sex with guys? I really
wanted to question him about it, but I knew he'd just blow me off like
usual.
 Suddenly, the phone rang. Dad picked it up, then handed it to me.

"Hello?" I said into the receiver. It was Mikey calling me back. I asked
him what time were we meeting to the party, then told him of my dad's
plans to do a barbeque. Mike thought that sound nice, and asked if we
could meet here and get some grub first. Dad said it was okay, so Mikey
said he'd make a few phone calls. I had no idea who Mikey was bringing,
but it would take a few hours to get the steaks and ribs prepared to
cooking anyway.

 Dad loves to barbeque! He's a commander when it comes to the grill. By
the time Mikey arrived (with his str8 roommate in tow), dad was just
taking the first batch of ribs off the barbie! Mikey introduced his
roommate -"Trevor". I got us all a couple of beers, as dad prepared out
orders. Other guess that arrived were; Chris Goodmen (whom now manage a
trucking company), Shawn Albright (who was now a teacher at our old high
school), and Berry Duncan (whom just drove in from out of town with ERIC
Sawyer from the airport!) The look on dad's face was astonishing when
Eric came walking into the back yard.

"Eric!" everyone greeted. He was the local celebrity, after being picked
to play in the pro-league after college football. An unfortunate tackle
(which resulted in the mangle of his right knee) kept him from becoming
the star he always wanted.
 But never the less in our eyes, he was Joe Namath! We hugged, shook
hands, laughed, joked, and reminisced about his playing days on the
field. I couldn't help but notice (with the exception of Trevor), that
I'd had every dick at this barbeque! So had Mikey!

 As the fanfare over Eric's return slowly died down, Eric excused himself
to go talk to my dad (whom never left the grill). I kept an eye on them
as I turned to Shawn and asked him how does it feel to be teaching at our
old school? "It brings back a lot of memories!" admitted Shawn.

"But the girls, they HOT ain't they?" asked Berry, now married.

"Yeah, but they teenagers! We can't touch them!" said Shawn.

"That didn't stop me Kennison!" I said, recalling how the old teacher
(whom was now school Principle) used to fuck the shit out of me in the
back of that bar with his short fat cock!

"You had Principle Kennison?" Shawn asked. Obviously he hadn't heard!

"So have I." said Mikey, confirming my story. "My dad used to bring him
over and they'd take turns butt fucking me in my bedroom while my mom was
out at a PTA meeting!"

"Damn! No wonder he's always holding detentions after school!" reasoned
Shawn. "He's probably making those young boys suck his dick!"

"Or pounding their little asses!" I said, in remembrance.

"That's sick!" said Trevor, pretending to be turned off. He didn't know I
knew his secret! I looked over at the grill, dad was still there flipping
burgers while he talked to Eric. Eric looked quite comfortable with his
hand on dad's shoulder as I returned my attention back to the group.

"So you wouldn't let a hot horny teenager suck you cock?" I asked Trevor,
feeling daring.

"I'm not into homo-sex!" he said.

"Who said anything about it being a male?" I smiled, catching him off
guard. He looked around embarrassed as everyone laughed.

"How about you, Shawn?" asked Mikey. "Would you let some teen boy suck
your dick?"

"Definitely not!" insisted Shawn. Then after one swig of beer, he
recanted. "However, there is this one jock in my class that reminds me a
lot of Eric!" he laughed.

"And...?" asked Mikey?

"And...I wouldn't mind letting him cop my dick!" added Shawn.

"High school was a bitch!" recalled Berry, feeling the beers starting to
effect him already. "If it weren't for Danny here, I don't think I ever
would've lost my virginity in high school!" I smiled with pride.

"He's just drunk!" said Chris, making fun.

"No, I'm serious! And you guys know what I'm talking about! No girl in
high school ever took care of us like Danny did! We weren't the popular
boys like Eric and Kevin were! Why do you think we used to hooky school
so much?" said Berry.

"That's true." agreed Chris. "Hell, I remember how we looked back then,
-especially Tommy! We were so gothic! It's a wonder we got any ass at
all!"

"Don't forget you guys were fucking me as well!" said Mikey, feeling
neglected.

"Yeah, Tommy used to charge us to fuck you!" recalled Chris. "We had to
give him out lunch money or cigarettes to get a piece of your ass!" he
laughed.

"Really?" asked Mikey, unaware.

"I heard he's going to be in the "Pen" for awhile!" said Shawn, bringing
down the mood. Mikey got real quiet. I guess he was still feeling guilty
for having to turn him in. But he was an officer, what was he supposed to
do?

"Well, I can sure as hell go for another burger!" said Chris, changing
the subject. "Where's you dad, Danny?" he asked, looking towards the
grill.

"uh...he must've stepped inside. Help yourself, Chris!" I said, getting
up to go check on him. Eric was gone too, I knew deep down inside
(especially after seeing dad with mr Mack this afternoon) that that was a
sign of something!
 The garage door was open, and the sofa dad had been fucked on was pulled
out so the guys would have room to stretch out (along with the lawn
chairs), so I knew they weren't hiding in there. So I quietly crept back
into the house, making sure not to make any noise. No one was down stairs
either, so I took off my sneaks and slowly slipped up the carpeted steps
to the second floor. The bathroom door was open, so there went the theory
that dad was showing Eric where the bathroom was. His bedroom door was
closed, so I snuck up to it and put my ear at the door. I could hear
movement, but no voices. I sank down to my knees and peeked through the
same key hole I used to look through to see dad get butt fucked by his
buddies when he was drunk (or rather drugged!) And low and behold to my
utter surprise, was dad on his knees sucking Eric's cock! Holy shit! Dad
was becoming a hoe!

 Eric stood by the bed at the perfect angle for me to see my dad swallow
his entire cock! Eric had his hands on my dad's head, helping to guide
him back and forth along his long hard spit shinny shaft. Dad looked good
sucking along the ivory pillar, taking it between his thick mustached
lips and gobbling it all up until his nose was buried in Eric's zipper.
He had set up a nice rhythm, sliding up and down the shaft until he had
Eric's knees wobbling. Eric started thrusting deeply into my dad's
throat, fucking his face rather good. Dad groaned and grunted, but took
every inch Eric gave him. After a few minutes, Eric started to get
rougher. His hands gripped the sides of dad's head tighter, as he started
to piston his dick between his sweet sucking lips. Did fought to keep up
with the thrust. Eric's pelvic bone threatened to give daddy a bloody
nose! After about 2 minutes of deep intense throat fucking, I saw Eric
pull dad's head into his crotch and cradle it like a football as he
dumped his entire load down my ole man's throat!
 Dad grunted and snorted, but took it all down as Eric lost his balance
and stumbled back onto the bed with my dad's head still cradled in his
groin! Eric sat back, throwing his head up in the air as he finished off
his orgasm. Dad started to bob his head up and down, milking the last of
Eric's great load (2 for dad, 0 for me -today!). As Eric came down off
his orgasm high, he slowly lowered his head, and looked directly at the
closed door I was hiding behind (more specifically the key hole he knew I
often spied through), and smiled. When I saw dad's head come up from his
crotch, I jumped up to my feet and tip toed back down the steps to put on
my shoes. I heard the bedroom door open as I slipped back out into the
kitchen and back yard.

 A few minutes later, dad and Eric reappeared, pretending to have been
off talking about sports. It would have been convincing too, had I not
seen what I saw! Dad licked his lips as he resumed his place at the
grill, as Eric came back over to the table with the group of us. He and I
shared a knowing grin, as he took his seat and drank his beer. We both
knew what had happened. After all this time, we still knew each other
very well!