Date: Tue, 19 Jan 2010 23:42:10 -0700 From: TJ Allen Subject: Mike's Dad, Part 5 This story is a work of fiction and not intended to depict any living person, past or present. If reading this material is objectionable, offensive or illegal in your location, do not go any further. All rights reserved. Mike's Dad, Part 5 Mike stayed on the floor, grinning up at his dad. "Get up lazy bones" Joe said, nudging Mike with his foot. Mike didn't move. "Come on. We gotta get cleaned up." Mike shook his head no, still grinning. "No, huh?" Joe said, breaking into a smile. Joe dropped to his knees, straddling Mike's legs. His half-hard penis laying on top of Mike's. Seeing them together like that, I noticed that even though Mike's thing was much smaller than his dad's, they looked very similar. The ends of their penises looked kind of like soldier's helmets, they flared out at the base. And they were bigger around than the shaft of their dicks. Of course, Mike's wasn't surrounded by a thick bush of hair, like Joe's. The end of my penis wasn't shaped the same. It was bigger than the shaft, like theirs was, but it didn't flare out where the two met. I thought theirs looked cooler. Joe chuckled, "Alright then, you asked for it." He reached down and started tickling Mike. Mike began laughing uncontrollably. Between the laughing and his gasps for air, he yelled out to me "Help." I jumped on Joe's back and put my arms around his neck, trying to pull him off. Of course, I couldn't budge him. But feeling his naked back up against me instantly made me hard again. I found myself grinding my little hairless cock into Joe's back. He reached around with his right arm and pulled me to the floor. "So you think YOU can stop me, huh?" he asked with a laugh. I shook my head yes, laughing as hard as Mike was. "Well then, you asked for it too" and he swung his left leg off of Mike, then straddled me. He held my hands up over my head, bent over and started making a sort of growling, snorting noise as he rubbed his face into my ribs, chest and armpits. The stubble on his face rubbing against my skin excited me more. I thought I was going to pass out. I couldn't catch my breath. Finally, Joe stopped and sat up on his knees, still straddling me and my arms pinned over my head with his left hand. "Hard again?" he said, looking at my penis. "I can't pass that up" he said as he released my hands, bent over and started sucking me again. Just like when he tickled me, he made that snorting, growling noise as he licked around my penis and ball sac. Mike came over and stood beside us, thrusting his hips forward, twisting left and right. "Mine's hard too." Joe raised up and growled as he turned to the side and started sucking Mike's penis into his mouth. I looked down and saw that Joe was hard again too, his dick sticking straight out in front of him. I wanted to suck on it, but couldn't move with Joe still straddling me. I suddenly realized I had to pee. I tried to wiggle out from under Joe, but he squeezed me tighter between his thighs. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked, looking down at me. "I gotta pee" I said, still struggling to get loose. "OK" he said, as he raised up, swinging his right leg off of me. I got up and started to head to the bathroom as Joe grabbed my shoulder. "Hold on there sport. I gotta go too. Mike, you need to pee?" "Yeah" Mike said. "Come on then. We'll take a piss then get cleaned up" Joe said, rising to his feet. Once again, I couldn't stop looking at his penis, swinging from side to side as he walked. We went into Mike's parents' room, then into the adjacent bathroom. It was a big room with two sinks, a toilet, a bathtub, and a huge shower. Mike and I started to walk up to the toilet. But Joe grabbed us both by the shoulder and guided us into the shower. It was a big tile shower, with a glass wall and a built in tile bench along the back wall. Our penises stuck out in front of us, still circled by the jelly rings Joe had put on us earlier. Mike reached down and slid his finger inside the blue ring and tried to pull it off. "Owwww, that hurts" he said, pulling his finger out. The ring snapped tight against his nut sac. "Ouch!" Joe laughed. "Real smart there, Einstein. You know how to take it off. Help Dax with his." Mike turned to face me and got down on his knees. "Open your legs" he said. He reached out with both hands and put his fingers inside the red jelly ring that was around my dick and nuts. He stretched it with both hands, then pulled straight down. I felt a slight tug as it went over my balls, but it wasn't bad. "Now do me" he said as he stood up. I dropped to my knees and returned the favor, matching the moves he had just made. Once it was off, I turned around just in time to get a stream of Joe's pee hitting my chest. I got on my feet and tried to move out of the way, but it followed me. He stopped the stream, turned to Mike and let it go again, splashing against Mike's chest. Mike tried to dodge it as well, and moved behind me. Now I was the target again. "I thought you needed to pee" Joe said. "I do" I answered, trying to turn away. "So, pee" he said. He aimed his piss right at my dick. It was so forceful, it stung a little as it hit. But mostly, it tickled. I started laughing again, trying to get out of the way. He stopped and sat down on the floor of the shower, leaning against the bench. "Too shy?" he asked. I shook my head yes. "Come here" he said, pulling me toward him. "Come here Mike." Mike came and stood beside me, directly in front of his dad. "Now just relax and let it go" he said. A little bit of pee came out of Mike's dick. "That's it" Joe said. After a few seconds, I was able to get a few drops out as well. "Good" said Joe. "Keep it coming." I started up again and Joe leaned forward, opening his mouth. He put his lips up the end of my dick so that the pee was going directly into his mouth. He pulled Mike closer. Mike started peeing again, aiming it at Joe's mouth. Even though it seemed nasty at first, as Joe started swallowing our pee, I started getting turned on by it. We finally finished, and Joe stood up. "OK, get down on your knees." Mike and I both did as he instructed. He aimed his dick at me and started peeing again. "Open your mouth" We both opened our mouths and Joe directed his stream first in mine, then in Mike's. It was salty and warm. And it felt good splashing on my face. I managed to swallow a little before he stopped. Joe pulled us each up and had us stand on the bench, then licked my face clean and kissed me, putting his tongue in my mouth. He turned and did the same to Mike. Joe then turned the water on, waited for it to warm up, and removed the spray nozzle on the wall. He aimed it first at me, soaking me down, then at Mike. He turned the spray on himself before returning the nozzle to its holder and turning to face me and Mike. He grabbed the soap from the holder, lathered it up under the running water, and began soaping up Mike. He ran his sudsy hands all over Mike's body Ð his neck, down his back, under his arms, around to his chest. Then down to his penis, up and down his legs, and around to his butt. Mike gasped a little as Joe inserted a finger into his butt hole. Joe then turned to me and started soaping me up. It felt so good to have his big hands moving over my body. My penis was already hard by the time his hand started stroking it. Just as I was starting to really get into it, he moved his hand to my butt and fingered my hole, just as he had done with Mike. I wanted him to push it in deeper, but he pulled it out and continued soaping up my legs and feet. After he finished, he put the soap in my hand then spread his legs and raised his arms to his side. "OK boys. My turn." Mike and I started soaping his body the way he had done ours. Mike jumped off the bench and started lathering up his father's hairy legs. I ran my soapy fingers through the wet fur on his chest till it was covered in suds. Then to the hair under his arms. Then to the trail down his stomach, and finally, the thick bush of hair around his penis. This was just as thrilling to me as having his mouth on my dick had been earlier. Playing with all that hair was such a turn on. I think he could sense that I was really getting into it. Joe pulled me close to him, rubbing his torso up against mine, wrapping his arms around me. He lifted me up off the bench, and stood me on the floor, next to Mike. Then he pulled the nozzle from the holder and began rinsing us all off. When we were free of suds he put the nozzle back, and turned off the water. He walked out of the shower and pulled three towels from a shelf, tossing one to me and one to Mike. I watched as he raised his arms and dried himself off, then moved the towel down his body, and to his legs and feet. Just as he hung his towel on the rack, the phone rang. I hadn't noticed it before, but there was a telephone on the wall beside the toilet. Joe answered. It was obviously Fran. He turned to us "What do you want on your pizza, guys?" "I'm not hungry" Mike answered. "I know, but you will be later. Whatcha want?" Joe responded. Mike didn't have to think about it long. "Pepperoni! But no mushrooms." Joe turned to me. "Do you like pepperoni, Dax?" I shook my head yes, and he gave me a wink. "They want pepperoni. I'll call that in for them and one with everything for us. Don't forget to pick Ôem up. See you in a bit." He hung up the phone and went into the bedroom. "OK guys, time to get decent. Mom will be here soon." He opened a dresser drawer, pulled out a pair of sweat pants and put them on. Mike grabbed my hand and started pulling me toward his room. I emptied my duffel bag and realized that the only other clothes I had packed were my church clothes for tomorrow morning. Mike saw that was all I had, and said "You can wear a pair of my shorts." He went over to a chest of drawers, opened the bottom drawer and pulled out two pairs of shorts "Here" he said, as he threw a pair of blue shorts at me. I put my church clothes back in the bag and we both pulled on our shorts. "Wanna play a game?" he asked. He went over to his closet and slid open the door on the right. There were shelves inside, filled with a bunch of different board games and toys. I shrugged my shoulders. "Your dad's cool" I said, changing the subject. "Yeah" Mike responded. "Wanna watch a movie?" "OK" I said, heading toward the bedroom door. Mike walked out in front of me, headed for the basement. Joe was on the phone again in the kitchen. I thought I heard him say "Same age as Mike" but he was facing away from me and I wasn't sure. Joe turned and saw us. "Hey Mike, want to say hi to your uncle Alex?" Mike took the phone from his dad. "Hi Uncle Alex...Yeah...Yeah...I don't know, maybe...OK, I'll ask him...Bye" and he handed the phone back. Joe continued the conversation. "Hey...OK bud. I'll check the calendar and let you know." Mike said "You wanna go camping with me and dad and Uncle Alex? He's not really my uncle. I just call him that" as he headed toward the basement stairs. "He said I should invite you. It's not really camping. We don't sleep in a tent. He has a cabin. And there's a lake that we go swimming in and fishing. It's fun. He likes playing naked too, like Dad." "Sure" I said.