Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2009 22:44:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tim and His Dad Part 11 & 12

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of
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Mark Stevens


Tim and His Dad Part 11 & 12


	We sat in the living room naked, of course, and still smelling of
cum. Because Dad and I always go around the house naked, I keep towels
spread on the furniture to protect it. Now, the four of us having enjoyed a
hot round of fucking sat back, relaxed from the sex. We enjoyed the wine as
we sat around the room talking.
	"You have a really nice place here, Tim," Hunter told me.
	I smiled and said, "Thanks, I am sort of proud of it."
	"He got it all on his own," Dad said proudly.
	"How long have you lived here?" Chuck asked.
	"Three years," I said. "I saved for several years until I had a
good sized down payment."
	"The only way to do it," Chuck declared.
	I looked at Hunter. "Would you like the ten dollar tour?" I
asked. "We can leave the old guys here to fart around," I added with a
grin.
	Hunter stood to his feet. "Sure, let's go."
	I walked with him, and we disappeared out of sight down the hall,
leaving the "old" guys to do whatever it is old guys do. We took a quick
peek inside the guest room. "You've already seen this room," I
reminded. "This is the guest room," I said unnecessarily.
	We walked on down the hall and I showed him the room where Dad kept
his things. Except for the first night when he came for that first visit,
he had never slept there, only kept his clothes there and some of his
personal things he had brought with him when he moved in.
	I showed Hunter the guest bath just off the hall and then we walked
into my bedroom.
	"So, this is your room," Hunter said. "Nice," he added.
	"Yeah, I do enjoy it," I grinned. "Every night, I might add.
	"I bet you do."
	"Except for his first night here, Dad has always slept in here with
me."
	Hunter looked at the bed. "It is king sized, so there is plenty of
room for both of you," he said.
	"Oh, I think tonight we're going to find out how comfortable it
will be for four of us sleeping here."
	"You think?" Hunter grinned.
	"Oh, I know."
	I showed Hunter the bath just off the bedroom. "I'm not sure four
of us will fit in here, but two can, and the other two can use the family
bath," I pointed out.
	"What's going on in here?"
	We were joined by our dads.
	"Actually we were behaving," Hunter declared. "You two been doing
the same?"
	Chuck reached over and took hold of my dad's soft dick. Giving it a
gentle tug with his hand, he said, "We're always behaving."
	"Yeah, we have to be good examples for our sons," Dad added.
	"Oh, I think the two of you have been very good role models for
us," I agreed.
	"Speaking of that, I think it's time these two role models showed
us how fucking is really done," Hunter said.
	He walked over, dropped to his knees and took his father's cock
between his fingers. He started tonguing the thick mushroom head, and
almost instantly Chuck's cock started growing. As we watched, Hunter
continued servicing the cock that made him, and his dad was soon hard as a
rock, all eight inches buried inside his son's wet mouth.
	I walked over to Dad and took him in my arms. My lips found his,
and I kissed him hard, grinding his mouth into mine, my tongue working its
way inside his throat.
	Pulling back, I said, "Dad, I want you to fuck me. I still have
most of Chuck's cum inside me, and I want you to drive your dick through
it."
	"Let's fuck on the bed," he said. "In fact, I want you and Hunter
to lie on your backs next to each other while your dads fuck your hairy
holes."
	"Oh, God, yes, that would be so hot," Chuck moaned.
	I stood and walked over to the bed where I fell down on my back. I
felt the bed move as Hunter joined me. He lay next to me so close that our
skin touched. We both spread our legs, exposing our hairy openings, and
were quickly joined by our dads. Dad crawled between my legs, and Chuck
followed suit. They entered us at once, and the bed started moving as they
attack our holes, their cocks driving deep in each son. There was nothing
gentle about the way either one fucked. They drove hard, slamming against
us. I looked over and saw Chuck's red bush blend in with Hunter's thick
brown forest, and then I looked down and saw Dad's black curls grind into
my own brown cock hair. It was so hot seeing all that hair grinding and
fucking us that I could have shot off right then if I'd let myself.
 	"It's so fucking hot having both of you here in bed while we fuck
you," Chuck moaned.
	I reached over and took one of Chuck's hairy nipples between my
fingers. I gave it a hard twist, causing him to drive deeper inside
Hunter's ass.
	Hunter reached over and inserted a finger inside Dad's sweaty
ass. Dad moaned, and I felt his cock swell up inside me, and I thought he
was going to split me wide open. He was definitely ripping me a new one, as
the expression goes. While Dad fucked my wet ass, Hunter kept on finger
fucking him, and I thought Dad was going to lose his mind. The harder
Hunter worked his finger inside Dad's ass, the harder he slammed my ass
with his cock and balls.
	Soon Dad was moaning, and I knew he was about to fill me with his
thick load. "Oh, Tim, I'm about to shoot," he said. "Your ass feels so
fucking good to my cock, and then Hunter's finger fucking me. There is no
way in hell I can last any longer."
	"Shoot, Dad," I said. "Just enjoy a good cum and fill my ass."
	As I spoke, I sucked his cock hard with my ass and sent him over
the edge. He filled me with so much cum that when he withdrew a few moments
later it sounded as if a big gush came out with his cock.
	"Hunter, I'm going to fill that hot fuck hole of yours with my
cum. It's about ready to explode."
	"Do it, Dad," Hunter order his father. "God, yes, fill my ass," he
moaned.
	Chuck gave one last thrust, and his eyes rolled to the back of his
head as he shot spurt after spurt of hot cream deep inside his son's ass.
	For a few moments the two dads, too spent to move, lay on top of
their son. As I lay there, it felt so good feeling my dad's still hard cock
in my ass, covered in his cum. Finally he pulled out of me, and Chuck
pulled out of Hunter.  Chuck fell down beside his son, and Dad was at my
side.
	I looked over at Hunter, and saw that both of us were still hard as
hell. My cock had leaked so much precum my forest was wet and plastered to
my groin. Hunter's was the same way. Suddenly I had an idea. I raised up
and my hand went between Hunter's still spread eagled legs. His eyes showed
surprise as I inserted two fingers inside his ass.
	"What the fuck?" he asked.
	"I'm going to use your dad's cum to jack my cock," I told him.
	I guess Hunter liked the idea of that because he reached between my
legs, and I felt him bring a glob of Dad's cum out with his fingers. We
spread the dad juice all over our cocks from head to thick matted forest,
and together, we started stroking. We went at it slowly for a minute or
two, but the thought of actually jacking in their cum, me in Chuck's,
Hunter in Dad's was too fucking much for us. We started jacking as fast as
our fist could move, and in just a minute or less, we both were shooting
our loads. We had both received such a good fucking from the hard hairy dad
cocks, that we shot heavy loads high in the air. With a big sounding splat,
our sticky juice hit the sheets, leaving several piles of cum everywhere.
	Dad and Chuck quickly bent down and cleaned the cum from the sheets
with their tongues, savoring the taste as they swallowed our loads. When
they had finished cleaning the sheets, Dad looked at me and grinned. He
said,
	"You thought we would have to change sheets tonight before going to
sleep, didn't you?"
	"We took care of you," Chuck added.
	"As you always do," Hunter said.
	Hunter sat up. He pulled his dad to him and kissed him. "Love you,
Dad," He said.
	"I love you, too."
	Dad leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. "I think you know how I
feel," he said.
	"I certainly do," I nodded.
	I grinned at Dad. I couldn't refrain from adding, "I do know how
you feel inside my ass."
	"You butt," Dad said, squeezing my nose. "But, for the record, I
love you, Tim. So fucking much," he added.
	"I love you, too, Dad. "Always have and I always will."
	I had chilled more wine, and I brought it to the bedroom. The four
of us lay in bed propped up against pillows and talked as we enjoyed the
drink. It had been a great "get together" so far, and I felt sure it was
going to continue the entire weekend.
	Soon, the wine was gone, and we were getting sleepy. I looked at
Hunter and Chuck, and said, "You two can sleep in the guest room if you
want to, but I think it would be silly when we have this huge king sized
bed in here. The four of us should sleep here comfortable," I pointed
out. "That is, if you want to. If not, that's okay too."
	Chuck looked at Hunter then at Dad and me. Grinning, he said,
"Fuck, I'm for sleeping in here. "What you think, Hunter?"
	Hunter nodded. "I want to sleep next to Doug."
	"And I really want to sleep next to you, Chuck," I said.
	It was really amazing how we ended up in bed. I was in the middle,
as was Hunter. I slept on my side and faced Hunter. Hunter faced Dad. My
cock ended up sleeping inside Hunters crack, and Hunters dick crawled
inside Dad's hairy crack. I felt Chuck lay behind me. The thick chest hair
felt so good as he snuggled next to me, and the four of us fell asleep. The
last thing I remembered was feeling Chuck's not so soft cock nestled inside
my crack, and that thick red bush of his tickling my ass. Needless to say,
I had sex dreams the entire night.


Part 12


	I was dreaming, and, God, what a dream it was. I was on an island
somewhere, alone with Chuck. We were both naked, and Chuck was fucking
me. In my dream I had Chucks thick meat inside me, and as he fucked me, I
could feel all that hot sexy cock forest grind against my cheeks as he
slowly worked in and out my tunnel. I was really enjoying the dream because
in it he wasn't fucking me hard. He was being so gentle he pressed inside
me. In the dream, Chuck was making love to me, not just having sex. As he
slowly worked in and out of my ass, he kissed me on the back and the neck,
and the feel of his lips on my skin was causing me to shiver like crazy.
	I started to wake up, and I tried to fight it. The dream was so
good, so real like that I didn't want it to end. But it did. My eyes
opened. The dream still seemed so real to me that I actually thought I had
been fucked. Then I realized something. It wasn't a dream at all. I
discovered that not only was there a thick hard hairy cock buried inside my
ass, but it did indeed belong to Chuck. I also discovered the kissing
hadn't been a dream either, because his lips were gently traveling along my
back. I felt him pull me gently to him. He hugged me close, his arms
wrapped around my chest.
	"Oh, Tim," he whispered, "I'm so sorry."
	Startled, I whispered back, "Why?"
	"I've been awake for so long, and I wanted to let you sleep. I
tried to behave," he added. "Your ass was just too much for me."
	I leaned into Chuck with my body, forcing his as far up my ass was
possible. I reached a hand back and felt his cheek. I gave it a gentle
squeeze. "Chuck, you never have to apologize for fucking me," I assured
him. "Anytime we're together you can have me."
	I felt Chuck's fingers brush against my lips, and I kissed
them. This man was becoming almost as important to me as my own father. I
couldn't imagine not having either one of them in my life, not to mention
Hunter. Having the three of them here in bed with me and sharing my life
with them, well, I couldn't ask for anything more.
	"You are really special, Tim," Chuck said. "Both you and Hunter
are," he added.
	We became silent then, just enjoying the touch and feel of each
other. Hunter and Dad were sleeping soundly in the bed with us, and neither
one had any idea that Chuck was making the sweetest love possible to me as
they slept. Actually if the moment hadn't been so tender and romantic, it
would have been quite exciting knowing I was getting fucked and they didn't
even know it.
	Chuck continued fucking me, ever so gently, and as he worked in and
out of my ass, I enjoyed the feel of his thick hard cock as it caressed the
walls of my ass, planting its gentle kisses inside of me.
	For quite some time I lay there on my side just enjoying the
wonderful love fucking Chuck was giving me. He had never been the gentle
with me since we had met, and it was very different. Finally I felt him
pause for a second, felt his cock swell up, and I knew he was getting ready
to fill my ass with his load. I relaxed my ass muscles and allowed him full
access to my wet tunnel.
	Just as he shot inside me, Chuck leaned over and whispered into my
ear, "I love you, Tim."
	"Love you too, Chuck," I whispered back.
	We lay there for a long time, and Chuck remained inside me, his
cock staying hard like it had never shot its load. I loved it when Dad
fucked me and stayed hard afterward. There's nothing like it.
	Chuck reach down and found my own leaking cock. "You need help," he
said.
	"I'll be all right," I assured him.
	"Maybe, but I feel it's your turn. You were so good to let me fuck
you out of a deep sleep," he reminded me.
	I quietly turned over to face him. When I did, his cock slipped out
of my slippery hole. I hugged him tightly to me, and I felt his cum filled
hair and sticky cock rub against my own hard rod. I placed my lips on his
mouth and kissed him. It started out as a gentle kiss, but my passion soon
took over, and I was working my tongue in and out of his mouth like it was
my cock, and I was fucking him hard.
	As we kissed my hands worked along his back, trailing through the
wiry red curls that led the way to his tight hairy ass. My fingers found
his crack, and I teased the little hairs there. I finger walked along his
crack, enjoying the feel of all the fur that grew there.
	"I want you to fuck me," Chuck said.
	I asked, "Here? Now?"
	Chuck turned and rolled out of bed. He reached down with his hands
and pulled me on my feet. "Come with me," he said quietly.
	I followed Chuck out of the room and down the hall. We went into
the living room. I hit the light switch and one of the lamps by the couch
came on. We both squinted from the sudden brightness. When my eyes
adjusted, I looked at Chuck. God, he was so fucking handsome, I
thought. All that red body hair was enough to make me constantly have the
hots for him.
	Chuck came over and said, "Tim, you have my load in your ass. I
want you to finger some of it out, rub it on your cock and fuck me with
it. I love getting fucked with my own cum."
	The thought of smearing my dick with Chuck's thick load and sliding
my cock inside his ass made my cock even harder if that were possible. I
reached between my legs and brought out a huge glob of his spunk. I smeared
it all over my dick, making the hair along the shaft wet and shiny.
	"Chuck, would you lay on the couch on your back?" I asked. "I can't
tell you how hot it is to watch my cock work in and out of your ass as I
fuck you. And I loved to watch as my brown curls grind into your red
ones. That is so fucking hot," I moaned.
	Chuck headed for the couch. "Tim, I'm yours," he told me. "Whatever
you want from me is yours."
	He lay on the couch on his back, his legs spread wide to allow me
easy access. I crawled between them and with his cum on my cock; I slid all
the way inside him. I felt him in my bush, and I ground my cock hair
roughly against his skin.
	"God, fuck me," Chuck groaned. "Fill me with your hot load, Son,"
he said.
	I wasn't quite as gentle as Chuck had been earlier when he fucked
me. I was so hot and so excited from that fucking that I wanted as much of
his ass as I could get. I wanted to feel the walls of that hairy hole suck
against my shaft, wanted him to suck me as far up into him as he
could. Both of us moaned as I fucked him, and it was evident that Chuck
enjoyed getting fucked as much as I enjoyed fucking him. We both were
getting what we wanted.
	Sometimes, depending on how excited I am, I will not last very long
inside a tight ass. However, this wasn't one of those times. I kept on
fucking Chuck, enjoying the feel of his hot wet ass against my cock, until
some time later he was begging me to cum inside his ass.
	"Come one, Stud, fill my hole," he told me. "Give me that son
juice," he ordered.
	"You want me to cream your ass?"
	"Fuck yeah," he nodded. "Give it to me."
	I slammed into his slippery hole hard and hit the center of his
prostate. I saw his cock swell up without any warning, and my chest hair
was covered with his cum. He shot between my nipples, and as it started
running through the matted curls on my chest, my own cock erupted its huge
hot load, and I filled his ass with my cream.
	Then, both of us having cum, I leaned down and planted a kiss on
his mouth. My cock was still buried deep inside his cum filled hole, and as
we kissed, we felt the cum in my chest hair as it glued us together.
	A few moments later we pulled apart. Chuck sat up on the couch, and
I joined him. I reached for a lap blanket that I always keep there when I
watch television and pulled it over us. As we sat under it, our naked
bodies touching, we talked, just enjoying spending time together.
	Chuck looked at me. "Are you falling in love with Hunter?" he asked
me.
	"I think I am," I answered. Then I smiled and said, "Actually, I
think I'm falling in love with both Hunter and his dad."
	"Oh, I think you are starting to love me," Chuck agreed. "However,
I'm not certain it's quite the same way you love Hunter."
	"Maybe not," I said, "but I do have feelings for you. Both you and
Dad," I added.
	"As it should be," Chuck declared.
	I reached for his hand and pulled it to me. It lay on my stomach
buried in my chest hair. As we talked, Chuck gently pulled the thick hair,
tugging the wiry tangles between his fingers. It felt good for him to do
this as we talked.
	"Chuck, I'd like to ask you something."
	"Anything," Chuck smiled.
	"I realize you and Hunter have a life, and that you both have jobs
elsewhere. What do you think the likelihood would be that we could ever
merge our lives, our homes together?"
	"You mean live together?" Chuck asked, surprise showing on his f
ace.
	"I think I would like that," I told him.
	"Something could work out," he said thoughtfully. "I've been
thinking about retiring in the next year or so. Perhaps I could speed that
up," he grinned.
	"Well, that would take care of you and Dad, but what about Hunter
and me? We both have jobs."
	"Well, actually, Hunter mentioned to me a day or so ago that he was
just looking around for no particular reason and discovered a firm equal to
his here in town that had an opening. Doing the same thing he does now, I
might add."
	I pressed Chuck's hand against my chest. "That would be great," I
said. Then I looked around the room. "But, would you guys be happy living
here? Or, would you want to look for a bigger place to live?"
	"This place seems plenty big enough to me," Chuck said. "Let's not
jump the gun here," he decided. "After all, there are two other people that
need a say in this."
	"You're right, sorry," I said, suddenly thinking I had spoken out
of turn.
	Chuck reached over and pulled me to him. "Hey, it's okay," he
said. "It's exciting to discover you love two more people and that you want
them in your life. I understand that completely. It just may take a little
time to work the situation out. All right?" he finished with a smile.
	I nodded. "I understand. Thanks for understanding."
	"Still don't know why you want an old codger like me living with
you, but for whatever reason, I'm grateful."
	I reached down and gave a gentle tug on his now soft cock as it lay
in its thick red nest.  "If you haven't figured that one out by now, then
there's no hope for you," I teased.
	We talked for another hour or so. It was the first time I had spent
this much time alone with Chuck, and I found it very enjoyable. I enjoyed
being with Dad and Hunter, but it also felt good to be alone with Chuck as
well. We talked about lots of things, and by the time we headed for bed, I
felt I had learned quite a bit about Chuck. He actually wasn't all about
sex, even though the sexual side of him was very hot too.
	We walked back inside the bedroom and I crawled in bed, followed by
Chuck. Dad and Hunter were still sleeping peacefully. They had never even
known that Chuck had fucked me, let alone that we had gone into the living
room where I had fucked Chuck. We returned to the same position as earlier,
me facing Hunter, my cock up against his ass, and Chuck pressing up against
me, his own cock making its way back inside my still sweaty crack. The same
as before, I fell asleep feeling the feel of his thick cock forest rubbing
up against me. This time there was no sex, real or in a dream.