Date: Tue, 15 Jun 2010 13:06:39 +0000 From: Eric McKenney Subject: How to Teach My Son the Way Grandpa Did 12 How to Teach My Son the Way Grandpa Did Part 12 by Eric Titan (titanic_cock@hotmail.com) All usual disclaimers. Do not read if this is illegal where you live our you are underage. This story is completely fictional and does not represent any actual stories. i hope everyone who gave me feedback from the pervious chapters enjoys it's back. Comments welcome. titanic_cock@hotmail.com When Ned and Chad finally emerged, they both looked worn out. Ned carried him down in his arms, asleep. It wasn't hard to believe how sick Chad supposedly was. I opened the door for me and smelled their two days of cum and piss fun. "Can we stop by your house first to shower. There's no way i can cover up this from my wife." "Sure, meet you there." I dropped off each boy, ending with Bryan. His dad came out to great us. "Hope he wasn't too much of a pain. i told him i'd give him a spanking if he misbehaved." "You still spank him?" "Hell, yeah. Only way if he acts up. he's not too big." i looked at Bryan, "Bet that's embarrassing?" He looked at me and smiled, "i don't mind." With that, I got an idea. "Hey, Jim, isn't it? Why don't you come by my poker night. Few of us boys drink some beers and shoot the shit a few hours on Fridays at my place." "Sure will. Can't wait." As I rubbed the soapy cloth over Ned's balls, I said, "So, we need to invite anyone else we know that might be into joining our...club?" "Since when is it a club?" "I tried to say know to Timmy, I really did. And I don't want to just be a collector of kids. This all started with Dylan. I don't want to loose focus of that. But Timmy is desperate for a father figure. Why should he be denied? "I don't know." I turned him around and stuck my finger up his ass, "We just invite a few guys over. Feel them out. Get them to the point where they are feeling ok asking for it." I slipped another finger in. Ned moaned, "But, it seems dangerous. And I like it just the 4 of us. I'm just getting used to that." I pulled both fingers out, turn off the water and walked out. the boys were in such a ball on my bed, i couldn't tell whose limbs were whose. Ned followed behind me, dripping water all over, "Why did you stop and stomp away like that?" "What's wrong, dad?" "Your father is being insensitive. to other's needs. I just want to find Timmy a father figure." "Oh dad, thank you. That would be so great. Why don't you want it, ned?" "because, it's dangerous. " "that's why we will be very careful." "And, i like it just the four of us, ok? Is that so wrong?" "Chad, your father is pouting. Ever seen him pout before?" "Your father is the one pouting, Dylan. He pulled his fingers out of my ass just before I shot. That was just mean." "Dad, did you?" I walked around ned and shoved him on the bed, "Maybe. Boys, maybe if you say please?" Dylan crawled up and said, "Please, Ned? It will be alright, you'll see," and began sucking his cock. Chad was next, getting right up in his face, "Please, dad? Dylan told b how jealous timmy is of us and is just hungry for cum. He's just like me, dad. it's not his fault he wasn't given a dad like you," and began kissing him. Finally, I licked my fingers and slid three in, "Please, dad. Don't deny Timmy his cum." With that, Ned shot a load a foot straight in the air, shout, "Fuck it, let him have cum." dylan and i fought over it like puppies. Finally, Chad looked up, "Oh, fuck, I missed it all." Dylan and I slid up, passing cum around in the hottest 4-way kiss. "You boys better get dressed and home." "Dad, can Dylan stay with me tonight. I missed him. It's been two days without seeing him. And I have so much to tell him about all the things we did this weekend." As I walked them down the stairs and out the door, Chad never stopped talking, "...and i was like, but i want it back up my ass dad, and he was like, but I just fucked you four times in two hours. I'm old. So I blew out this candle off the table and told him to stick it up me..." "So, Ned, you'll keep an out out and bring a couple of guys?" "I guess so. I'll be looking." "You have till Friday. here. Hank and Roger said they'd bring guys too. I want at least three, ned," and I shut the door. The guys started showing up. We had four full tables going. Each of us took one to deal so we could cheat if we wanted to get rid of someone. The boys were serving drinks and to casually rub or linger touching the guys as they brought them. The dealers were to be watching. If the guys backed away, they lost and went home. They lingered, they got more drinks. They lingered too long, they got several more drinks. Hank was first to say, "Well, that's it. My table is empty." We looked around and found the other three tables were down to just one guy each. "Well, I guess it's time to combine tables." "I should take off with Hank. We rode together," Roger said, and rushed Hank out the door. "Well, ok, guys. Guess we know whose hard core. You want to be dealer, Ned?" "Sure, as long as I get another drink." "Where are the boys. We all need drinks. Chuck, could you go find them while we reset. Tell them they're slacking and need to get back to work." Chuck was one of Ned's friends. They'd been neighbors for years and Ned had just always wondered. Chuck walked around aimlessly. "Oh, i bet they're downstairs watching movies." They boys had set up the perfect set-up, both with their pants down and jacking each other's cocks to gay porn as he came around the corner. "Boys, your father is looking for you to, oh..." They both looked up, but kept jacking as before. "What was that, Chuck?" "Um, your father wanted you to serve some more drinks." "Shit, it was just getting good. I'll go. You can stay a minute more. As least one of us can finish up." Dylan stood up, still jerking his cock with one hand as he pulled his pants back up to his balls and stood in front of Chuck. "What can I make you?" "Um, Jack and Cock. I mean, coke." Dylan laughed and stuck his dick back in his shorts, patting his chest as he passed him back up the stairs. Chad, still jerking and watching the screen, "I'm sorry you caught us jerking, Chuck. It was Dylan's idea. I hope you're not mad." "Well, i'm not mad, but do you think your father would be?" "Oh, no. He thinks it's great. He'd much rather me be here than out on the streets playing and catching stuff, you know? You watch porn?" "Well, sure?" "Really? What kind you like?" "Oh, i don't know. All kinds." Chad moved up to sit on the top of the couch, right next to Chuck, who didn't move. "No, no, no, that's not an answer. Fucking, bare backing, rimming, those are answers. Now me, I'm just really into two guys jacking each other off, two straight guys, you know? Now, what you like?" "Oh, i like that just fine." Chuck seemed absolutely terrified and unable to move. Chad, turning away from the screen to look chuck in the eyes, "Of course, it's much better watching two guys jack each other off if you've really got another guy jacking you off too. Fucking Dylan. I might as well pack up. Can't shoot without another guy jerking me." Chuck looked down at Chad's dick. Chad stopped jerking and sat back, his arms off to his sides, going back to watching porn. Chuck remained motionless for what seemed like two minutes, till finally he reached over and grabbed a hold of his dick. Chad moan, "Oh yeah, thanks Chuck. I didn't know you were into that?" "Oh, yeah, I guess." "You just live down the street. Should have invited me over." "Would you like to come over?" "Maybe? What you want to do?" "We can start just like this. I have lots more porn I bet you'd like." "Really?" "Can you come tomorrow?" Chad, speaking a little louder, "You got that for sure." Dylan, listening for his cue at the top of the stairs, "Chad, i don't know how to make Bill a Moheto." "Fuck." And Chad jumped off the couch, shoved his dick in his pants and ran up the stairs, "I got to do everything." Everyone sat down at the table with their drinks. "Ok, anti up." "Hold on. I should use the restroom first. Where is it?" Adam said. Adam had been a former Junior Cadets leader that my grandfather had hooked me up with as a contact and given me a lot of advice about leading the last couple of weeks. "There's a little one in the kitchen." Chad gave it a few seconds before following him in the state of confusion over a light. Chad reached in, "It's right here." He flipped the switching, knowing it would not turn on as he had unscrewed the light bulb half an hour ago. "That's strange. Well, there's another one upstairs. I'll show you." Chad led Adam up, going as slow as he could, to give Dylan the time to run upstairs and take off his clothes. "I'll get the light." Chad switched it on to find Dylan laying naked in the bathtub with his legs on the walls over his head. "Dylan, what the fuck are you doing?" "I was thirsty. I wanted some piss." "Why don't you try water?" "I like this better." Chad pulled Adam in a couple feet, who just seemed to be taking it in like it was perfectly normal. Chad had a quick thought that maybe Bill had only made it so far in the game because of his poker face. "Well, luck for you, Adam has to go bad." Chad took his cock out and pointed it at Dylan. Within a few seconds, a small stream started and faded. "You are a nasty guy, you know that? That's all I got," Chad said, stuffing his dick back in. "But that wasn't anything. I didn't even catch any in my mouth." "I just went five minutes ago. Your turn," Chad pushed Adam a step closer as he left. "Well, Adam, what you say? Do you have a load for me?" "You want it?" "Yeah, i really do. You think it's nasty, don't you? I can't help it. I like it?" Adam spit on Dylan, "Say please." Dylan's cock started so spring up in this surprise twist of who was leading this game. "Please." "Sit up for it if you want to catch it in your mouth." Dylan obeyed. Adam unfastened his belt and buckle, "Pull the zipper down with your teeth if you want it." Again, Dylan obey. Adam whipped out his cock and in seconds was gushing piss all over Dylan. It got to be too much for even Dylan, as he started to back away, but Adam grabbed the back of his head and aimed his mouth right at the heart of his spray. Dylan started choaking on it as the steam way dying. "Is that what you wanted, piss boy?" "Yes, thank you." "I got some on my finger when I had to hold your head steady," he said as he stuck his finger in Dylan's mouth to wipe clean. "Good boy. If you liquer me up enough more tonight and I have to go again, I'll expect you up here waiting." Ned said, "How long does it take to piss. My god." "Here's you 7 and 7, Jim." Jim took a sip, "wow, what the fuck is in this?" Ned grabbed the drink and took a sip, "Chad what the hell did you put in it?" "I just kind of mixed 7 different things. i figured I'd get most right." "Sorry, Bill." "You need to teach your boy how to make a good drink." "Your boy good at making?" "like a bartender." "Can you teach him how while we're waiting? I sware, nothing I say to him sticks." "Sure, come on." Bill dragged Chad in the kitchen. With each item Bill asked for, Chad had to brush against his leg and crotch to get the bottles out of the lower cabnets, each time, staying a little longer. As they started mixing, Chad kept as many inches of him toching Bill's side as he could. "There you go. Got it?" "Um, I don't know. I think i should try." He started to pour and got it all over he counter. "No, you're making a mess." "Can you show me again?" Bill started to grab the bottle, but Chad pretended not to notice and keep trying, so Bill had to step behind Chad and do it over his shoulder. "I don't know why my hand shakes so bad. Only thing it's good for is jacking off, I guess." "Yeah, Bryan told me about your all's little jerk-off in the night." "Really? What else did he say?" "You mean about your pal being a fag?" "Don't call him that. He's my friend." "It's not a bad word. Just means he sucks cock. He does, doesn't he?" "Well, yeah." "He sucked yours?" "Yeah." "You suck his?" "Yeah." "My boy, Bryan, participate in all this gay shit going on out there?" "I don't know. I was upstairs sick all weekend." "Yeah, right." Bill grabbed his drink. "Bryan text me while you were out there. Told him to sneak up at night. Said he peaked in and saw you're dad stapped to the poles and you eating out his ass." "That's not true." "Oh, really?", he said, forcing his hand on his crotch, "you dying to lick this? You see, my boy Bryan, never lies to me, never." Chad, pinned in a corner, "He didn't lie, he just got mixed up." "What do you mean?" "Dad and I didn't switch places till morning, so it had to be the next day, not at night." With that, Bill moved in and gave Chad a long kiss. When he backed off, he said, "You're absolutely beautiful, you know that? I'll tell Bryan to have you over sometime." Everyone but Dylan made it back and the game commenced. Chad came from behind and gave his dad the nipple pitch to say 'all three pass.' "Tell you what. It's getting late. We should be wrapping up soon. Anyone mind to strip poker to be done. Last one let with a piece of shit on wins." All agreed. By the time Dylan dried off and came down, all the hats and watches were gone. I was first to loose my shirt. "Fuck, I'm going down right here at the end. Dylan, sit on my lap like you used to when we went to Vegas." "That was like 8 years ago." "It brought me luck." Ned piped in, "I think that's an unfair advantage." "You got a son here. Have him sit on your lap." "That's not fair to everyone else. Whoever looses gets Chad for the next round for luck." It was hard to find a winner the next round as everyone tried desperately to loose. In the end, Chuck lost. Chuck started to pull him to his lap, "Don't forget, you have to loose your shirt too." As soon as Chad sat down, I felt good starting to up the anti and play with Dylan's nipple for all to see. You could see Chuck waste no time in grabbing Chad's dick through his pants and start rubbing. I lost again. "Hey, new rule. You loose with a kid in your lap, you can take off a piece of your clothes or the kids." Bill objected, "That's not fair. You lost. Your clothes." "But if i've got a kid, then I'm loosing real bad and deserve a little help." Ned started to say that was fair, but Adam beat him too it. Bill said, "only if Dylan is rotating to the loosers like Chad is." "Deal, well take turns." And I took Dylan's shirt off. "Besides, he loves having his nipples rubbed. He can feel it better this way, can't you?" Adam lost next. "Ok, Chad, time to move." Chuck fought, still rubbing Chad's dick, "It should be kid order rotation, not who lost last. It will get confusing." Dylan moved over to sit in Adams lap. "Oh, I forgot the clothes." He managed to slip his plants off with Dylan on his lap while slipping his dick out of his boxers and into Dylan's shorts. Chuck lost again and took Chad's pants off. This time, he just slipped his hand into Chad's briefs and kept rubbing his hard cock. The table continued to chat about sports as if nothing was going on. Chad moved to Bill and for some reason, Chad lost his briefs and Bill lost both his pants and boxers in one move. Ned lost next, "Come on, Dylan. Your turn." "I'm not sure i should." "Why not?" "Adam pissed in my shorts. I might leak." "Well, take your pants off and throw them in the kitchen." Ned said, "Chad, help Dylan and Adam. Get a towel." "I can't get up." "Why not?" "Because Bill has his dick in my ass." Ned got up and got in Bill's face, though still talking to Chad, "Well, Chad, how does it feel?" "Really good." "Then why aren't you enjoying it more?" With that, Chad started to ride Bill's cock as Ned got an inch from his lips and said, "Thank you for giving my son a good fuck," giving Bill a deep kiss. Chad said, breathlessly, "He's so good because he fucks his own son all the time." Ned pulled off. "That true, Bill? You fuck your own son?" Bill nodded. "Wel, I hope I can fuck yours someday too." "Say when. He'd love it." Ned moved to Chad, "You hear that, Chad? Weren't you just saying when you got home from the trip how much you'd like to fuck Bryan?" "No, that was Dylan." "Oh, well, I'm sure Bill wouldn't mind one more, would you?" Bill, now deep into his fucking with his eyes closed and wrapped around Chad, mumbled, "Fuck him." "You hear that, Dylan? You're going to get to fuck Bryan too" I joined in, "Dylan, you hear Ned?" Dylan said in a mumbled voice, "Yes." "Dylan, are you sucking Adam's dick?" Dylan pulled off long enough to saying, "I'm thanking him for pissing on me. That what I do to you when you do it." Ned continued, "What you say, Dylan, you call Bryan a faggot the whole time you've got your dick up his ass. I know I will. And Chad here seems like he'd be happier watching us take turns fucking Bryan as he's sitting in his dad's lap, wouldn't yeah." He moved in to play kiss Chad again, rubbing his nipples. This sent Chad into spasms and kinching his ass, causing Bill to explode in up his ass, thereby sending Adam into a frinzy of cum in Dylan's mouth. I said, "Well, this poker game went a bit arye. Sorry, Chuck, you didn't get to blow your load." Holding up his cum covered hand, Chuck said, "Oh, I did." "Chuck, get off Bill's dick and clean off chuck." Chad moved below the table as Ned sat down. It was time for my confession. "Well, gentelman, you might have guessed, we wanted you hear for more than poker. Dylan seemed to let it slip to one of his friends this weekend how much fun we have, so I promised him we would find him a teacher to show him the ropes." All three men quickly volunteered. "Bill, it seems you already have a son to teach. But, good news. It seems like this is turning into quite a little club quickly. So, we would love to have you both join. Adam, Chuck, thank you both. But now it seems our problem has changed from one boy and no dad to two dads and only one boy. Dylan, Chad?" Both boys got out from under the table. "Boys, we need you to be checking around. If you have someone that you think is in want of a father figure in his life, bring him home." Dylan nodded, tryint to hold the cum in. "Oh, excuse me, gentelman," and kissed Dylan, letting everyone to watch the cum pass between their mouths. "Bryan like to do that?" "No, he swallows." "Get him looking too. Ned, you get Chad to feed you the loads he collects?" "He hasn't collected any yet. We just started playing last week." "Well, you're in luck, because I taught him, didn't I, Chad." Chad nodded mouthful as well. "Tell you what, Chad, get on all fours on the table ato give Chuck's cum to your dad." Chad climbed up and started kissing Ned. "What do you say, Dylan? See one more load to get?" Dylan looked at Chad's ass and smiled, climbing up and sucking Adam's load out of his ass. "By the way, Bill, nice cum." He leaned down and kissed Bill, giving him the last of his own cum back. "Anyonethat wants a taste of Adam's from my son, lean on in. I won't hog it all." Dylan leaned out to kiss Chuck and Bill. "What you say, Bill? Don't want to try your own?" For the first time, Bill got self conscious and said, "I've never done that." I patted Dylan on the back, "Done yet?" Dylan sat up and fed me the last. I turned to Bill, pulled him to his feet and fed him his first load. After minutes of kissing and carressing, I pulled off, "see what you're missing?" Bill smiled, "Yeah." "Ok, boys. Fingers crossed that this time next week will be our first official meeting of our unofficial club."