Date: Wed, 14 Aug 2013 11:30:57 -0500 From: Jim 002 Subject: Almost Perfect - 2 Almost Perfect By jim002@outlook.com Copyright 2013 by jim002@outlook.com Please donate to nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is fiction. None of the characters are based on real people. If you enjoy the story and would like to have it continue, please let me know. Two "Let's clean you out," Phil said to me. We got up and walked to my bathroom. I stumbled from the booze. Phil caught me. "Are you OK?" "I'm fine. A little tipsy. Or maybe a lot." Phil chuckled. "Oh, good," Phil said, when he looked in the tub. He took the shower nozzle off the hose. He turned the water on and got it warm. Then he turned it low. "Stick it up to your hole and let the water fill you until I say stop. It will only be a few seconds. Then hold the water inside you while you sit on the toilet. Then let it out. We will repeat it three of four times. When we're done, I'll be able to pull my cock out of your ass and stick it in your mouth to catch my load." I grinned and Phil laughed. "It's nice to have a fellow cum-lover in the family." I looked at Dad. He was smiling and stroking himself. "Are you as drunk as I am, Dad?" Dad grinned. "No. I'm used to booze. You aren't. I feel pretty good, though. I have a great buzz going." "Dad, will you mind if Phil feeds me all his cum? Or do you want to split it with me?" Dad laughed. "Phil is your lover." I smiled at Phil. Phil looked very happy. I was, too. "Damn! I love you, Jack," Phil said. "You, too, Jason." "I know, Phil." Dad said. "I like you more than anyone but Jason. I'm not sure if I love you, but I hope the three of us will stay together." "Do you two want to move in with me?" I looked at Dad. "How do you feel about that, Jason?" "Dad, you know Phil better than I do. I take your word for it that he is a good guy, it's great. I'm falling in love with him." Dad grinned. "My lease runs out at the end of next month," Dad said. "It's settled, then. You move in with me. We will be a family." I smiled at Phil. "Phil has a really nice pool, Jason." "I'm much more interested in his cock." Phil laughed. "We can have sex in the pool. How does that sound?" "It sounds great, Phil." I knelt next to Phil, by the tub. I started jacking him off. His cock was beautiful, rising out of his dark brown pubic hair. "Do you like that, Jason?" "I love it. I can't believe I have two beautiful dicks to play with." It began drooling. I wiped up the drool with a finger and stuck it in my mouth. The whiskey had definitely eliminated my inhibitions. I resumed jacking him off. Phil grinned at me. "Do you like the way I taste?" "I like everything about you." "Oh, baby!" Phil got up enough to bring the head of his cock to my lips. "Kiss me." I laughed and kissed his dick. "I love you so much," I said to his dick. I tongued the slit at the end. Dad and Phil laughed. "I misunderstood," Dad said. "I thought Jason was in love with you, Phil." "I've always allowed him to make all my decisions. I think my brain may be in him. It's fine with me," Phil said. Dad and I laughed. I licked the underside of his head a few times. Wetness ran down my tongue. His precum. "Yum! Seminal fluid!" Phil laughed. "Baby, I'll make sure you get as much of that yummy fluid as you want!" "I'm going to film your first fuck, Jason." "Thanks, Dad!" "You, two hurry up. I'm about to cum. When we finish, we will go out for dinner to celebrate." "OK, Jack. "Jason, turn around with your butt to the tub. I think I'll handle the hose. When I pull it away, sit on the toilet." "Got it." Phil pushed the hose against me, and I felt the water filling me. He pulled it away, and I sat. After a minute, Phil said, "Let it out." I did. We repeated it three times. "After four times, you should be clean as a whistle." Dad handed me a towel, and I wiped my butt. I stumbled again, and Phil caught me. "What do you do, Phil," I asked him. "For a living?" "I have sex." I laughed. "For money?" "No, but I don't work much." "Oh. Then you probably need us to help with your rent or house payment." Phil grinned. "Not really. I am an executive consultant for my grandfather's company. I go into the office for a couple of hours each week. I also attend board meetings, and I answer work email from home." "Wow!" "Once we are living together, you can quit your job, Jack." "Really? Oh. I don't know. Besides, we still don't know if you can give up anonymous sex." "I can and I will. I'm not doing anything to risk losing the two of you. I will have two gorgeous men at my house. Why would I leave?" "I'll think about it." "Jack, I get paid more than enough for the three of us to live on very comfortably. You can go to work each day, or stay home with Jason and me and have sex. We'll be in the backyard making out. It's up to you. You don't have to work, either, Jason. It's up to you, though." Dad reached out his hand and I took it. We walked to his bedroom. I lay down. "Should I be on my stomach or my back?" "Back. Pull your legs up." I did. Dad handed Phil a jar of Vaseline. "Do you have any lube?" "We can use this since we're barebacking," Dad said. "Jason isn't going to want a mouthful of Vaseline." "Oh, yeah. Let me see if I have any. I used to have a tube of KY somewhere." Dad went into his bathroom. A couple of minutes later, he came out and looked in drawers in his dresser. "I don't have any." "Do you have any Crisco?" Dad frowned. "I don't think so." "You do, Dad. I'll get it." I got out of bed and walked into his kitchen. I got a can of Crisco from the back of his pantry. Mom had used it for something when she cooked his dinner on his birthday. "That's perfect," Phil said, when I handed him the can. I got back in bed and pulled my legs up. He scooped some out. He rubbed my hole and pushed a finger inside me. "Why don't you give Jason something to eat while I stretch him?" "What would you like, Jason?" "Your cock." Dad grinned. "I'm not used to our new relationship. I was thinking food." "It's food if you come," I said. He laughed. "And you'd like that, wouldn't you son?" "I would, Dad. I want most of your cum." "Most?" "I want Phil to have some." "Thanks, Jase. "I wish I'd had the chance to suck my father," Phil said. "Would he have let you?" "I don't know. My parents both died when I was a baby. I grew up with my grandmother. I think every teenage boy should suck his father. By that point in his marriage, the father is probably very horny-" "Amen to that," Dad said. "And the male hormones in his father's semen are probably good for the boy as he enters puberty." Dad laughed. "You are such a pervert, Phil," Dad said. "It's a good thing I'm one, too." I leaned up and kissed my father's dripping cock. I thought I probably qualified as a pervert. That was fine. My two favorite men were perverts. "Speaking of perverts, could I watch Buck fuck his son, sometime?" I asked. "He's your friend, Phil. What do you think?" "I think he would love it. Especially, if you fucked Jason while he fucked Dan. Jason, your dad fed Dan. Would you like Buck to feed you a load?" "Yeah, maybe." I swallowed the end of Dad's cock and wrapped a hand around his balls. "That is a sight that will never grow old. A boy sucking his father," Phil said. I had to agree, it was wonderful. Dad chuckled. "I can tell Jason loves his daddy's meat." "He does. I filmed his first taste of it, and got photos." "I want to see them." "You will. I got shots of my load in his mouth." "Fuck! I wish I'd been here!" Phil pushed a second finger in me. I was barely aware of it. I had my dad's dick in my mouth and I was in heaven. I began stroking Dad while I sucked. "He's hungry, Jack." "I know. But we are both going to feed him." Dad reached for something. I couldn't see what. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and rested it on my face. "Look at me, Jason." I did. Dad took pictures with his phone. "Will you take some with both of your dicks on my face, Dad? "Absolutely. That sounds hot." Phil pulled his fingers out of me and laid his cock over my face, too. I looked up at Dad as he took pictures. "Why don't we see if we can both get the heads of our cocks in his mouth," Phil suggested. It wasn't easy, but they did it. I ran my tongue over both of their heads while Dad took more photos. Both of them produced tasty precum for me. Phil pulled out and got back between my legs. He pushed three fingers inside me. I groaned. "Am I going too fast?" he asked me. "You are going too slow." He chuckled. "I guess you are ready. Jack, are you ready?" "Yeah. I'm filming right now." "No. You are going to fuck your son." "You first." "No. I'm not going to come in his ass, so it won't be easier to be second. Jason, you want your father first, don't you?" I looked at him. I had always wanted that, but I wanted Phil very much and Dad wanted Phil to be first. And Phil was smaller than Dad. "I want you to be my first, Phil." "Are you sure?" "Positive." I head Dad sniff. Dad moved his phone down near my hole while Phil positioned his cock. He slid it slowly inside me. It hurt, but I expected it. I knew it would hurt worse when Dad fucked me, but I wanted it. I wanted both of them. "I want you, Phil." He smiled. "You got me. You are my lover, Jason." I smiled. Then I closed my eyes. It was hurting worse. "From now on, whenever I have an orgasm, it will be because you gave it to me. No more coming on restroom floors for me." I opened my eyes and looked at him. I fell in love, at that moment. "I love you, Phil." "I love you, Jason. And for as long as I live, I will take care of you and love you." I heard Dad sniff, again. He was wiping his eyes. They were dripping. So was his cock. I laughed. "What are you laughing about?" Dad asked, irritated. "Your eyes and your cock were dripping." "Well, it's a beautiful moment," Dad said. "Can I help it if it's also hot as hell?" "Thank you, Dad. I love you." "I love you. I can never express how much. "Now fuck my son!" he said to Phil. Phil grinned and began doing just that. After a few thrusts, it started to hurt less. I looked at Phil. He looked worried. "Are you all right, Phil?" "I'm fine. You are very, very tight. I imagine this hurts like hell." "It's not bad." He smiled. "Am I your cum dump, too?" He burst out laughing. "No one has ever asked me that before." "Am I?" He grinned. "I guess you are, if you want to be." "I do!" He grinned. "You are!" "I want to get a shot from above." Dad straddled me with his butt facing me. I looked at his hairy, muscular cheeks. I pulled them apart and began rimming him. "Holy fuck!?" "What is it?" Phil asked. "Jason's tongue is on my asshole!" "Are you surprised?" "Hell, yeah!" "I wanted to rim you. You wouldn't let me." "But Jason-" "Your lover wants you, Jack. Stop thinking of him as just your son." "Jason is your lover, not mine." I didn't like the sound of that! "Stop pretending, Jack. You are about to make love to him." Dad didn't say anything. Then he sighed. "You are right. Kissing him made me wonder about that. I enjoyed it very, very much. Jason, do you want me to be your lover?" I pulled away. "I thought you were. I thought that after the second kiss." "We are both his lovers. And we will share him." "I have two holes. I need two cocks! That's simple arithmetic." Dad and Phil laughed. "Jason was very good at simple arithmetic," Dad said. "He got three gold stars." We all laughed. Dad got off me and Phil continued fucking me. He was moving slowly, which was probably a good thing. Dad offered me his cock again and I sucked. Phil began moaning. "You know where your spunk belongs," Dad said to him. "Yeah. Your son's mouth. My lover's mouth." Phil sped up a little and then pulled out. Dad moved back and Phil stuck his cock in my mouth. I stroked him as his cum shot into my mouth. Phil groaned as blast after blast of spunk entered my mouth. I moaned. I wanted it! While I was swallowing, I realized I wanted pictures of his cum in my mouth. I stopped swallowing, but kept stroking. "Feed him. Feed my boy. Empty your balls in his mouth. He loved it when I did." Phil groaned. "I am! God!" "Don't swallow all of it, Jason. Remember to savor the taste. That isn't just any spunk. It belongs to the man your father chose to sodomize you." I moaned. Dad's nasty talk made me shoot. No one was touching my dick. Cum just started shooting. Some of it landed on me, but most of it probably hit Phil. "Oh, fuck, Jack! You made your boy come!" "I can see that. Well, he said he wanted to be a pervert in training." Phil laughed. Finally, Phil's cock stopped shooting. He sighed and pulled it out of my mouth. I held my mouth open and looked at Dad. He grinned and took pictures. "You can close your mouth." "Has he savored the taste of your cum, long enough?" Dad asked Phil, a minute later. "Let's give him just a bit longer." I laughed with my mouth closed. "OK. Swallow that stuff," Dad said. I did. "It tastes different than Dad's, but I like it!" "A little or a lot?" Phil asked. "I'm not sure. I want more." Phil laughed. Then he began wiping my cum off him and eating it. He licked the cum off me. "Jason, there are ways to get more cum for you that aren't anonymous." "What do you mean, Phil?" Dad asked. "Well, Buck or Hank, for example. We fed Dan a few loads. Buck could return the favor. My gardener likes to get his cock sucked. He's straight, but his wife won't suck him. You could do that, Jason. There are also men for hire. Escorts. They get tested regularly. I would be happy to pay them. I know another guy named Jose. He has been out of work a while, and he can come five times a day. I know that for a fact, because I sucked him five times, one day. I thought about hiring him as my housekeeper. He could also be my Jason feeder." "Wow!" I reached for Dad's cock. He brought it closer, and I began stroking it. "What do you think about that, Dad?" "Are we talking about for you or for Phil?" "For Jason, Jack. I've decided I'm ready to settle down. He said he didn't want to share me, and I accept that. I think he is worth it. It would make me very hot watching Jason suck guys. I would be happy to fuck him while he's swallowing their yummy seminal fluids. I would love to suck him and eat his spunk while some hunky guy feeds him." "I want you and Jason to be lovers. If it doesn't hurt your relationship, it is fine with me. That sort of thing is not likely to change the way he feels about me." I looked up at Dad and smiled at him. "Dad told me about Buck and Dan, but who is Hank?" "He's a straight guy who likes to get his cock sucked frequently. Like your Dad. And by frequently, I mean two or three times a day. Both Buck and Hank are careful. You wouldn't catch anything from them." "It's up to Jason," Dad said. "Jason, your father and I have had lots and lots of sex partners. You are very young and you haven't. You have two lovers and these men wouldn't change that. They would just be spurting cocks in your mouth. Your father and I can only feed five or six loads a day. If you want more, you should do it. I will be there with you and so will your father, if he quits work. I will definitely not be sucking them. You won't have to share me." "Dad, would you enjoy watching?" Dad sighed. "I'm a pervert, thanks partly to Phil. What can I say? Yes, it sounds hot as hell. I told you how much I enjoyed what we did at Buck's house. It would be very hot, as long as I don't have to worry about you catching something. I would love to have you sit on my lap with my cock inside you with Phil on the floor sucking you while you suck the men Phil brings you." "Fuck, Jack! That is hot!" "It is, Dad. Very, very hot." "And if it's the same few men every day, I would worry less about Jason catching something. But only if it doesn't hurt your relationship with Phil." "It won't," Phil said. "You and I can share his ass while he's sucking. It will be just the thing to get you hot enough to shoot your fourth load of the day." "That's true," Dad said. I thought about it. "Anything that makes your cocks hard is a good thing to me. And Phil, I wouldn't mind sharing their spunk with you. The way we'll share Dad's." Phil kissed me passionately. I guess I made him happy. And I really didn't mind. It sounded hot, and it might be just the thing to keep him from anonymous sex. When Phil pulled away, I looked at Dad and he was grinning. "Jase, I've sucked thousands of cocks. I might want to taste some of it from time to time, but this is for you, not me." I felt the hair on Phil's chest. "I like men with hairy chests, Phil." He grinned. "Jose is hairy and his cum tastes good. I took him to Buck's, too and watching Buck fuck his son was what made him come five times. If he is watching your father fuck you all day long, he might even be able to come six times. Leave all the arrangements to me. Now, Jack. I believe you need to fuck someone. Sodomize your son." Dad grunted. "I plan to." "Dad, please don't use that word around Mom." Dad chuckled. "I shouldn't tell her that I invited a friend over and we took turns sodomizing you?" "What are we going to tell her?" I asked him. "I think we will tell her you are moving in with your boyfriend." I looked at Phil who nodded. "I will tell her I will be living there, too, to make sure Phil doesn't sodomize you more than twice a day." I thought he was serious until he said that. We laughed. "Oh, that will reassure her!" I said. Phil took a glob of Crisco and spread it over Dad's dick. I looked at Dad. He winked at me. I smiled. Dad got between my legs. "Look in my eyes, son, as I enter you." I nodded. "I want to suck Jason. I think it will help." "That's a good idea. It will distract him from the pain. Give me the camera." Phil swallowed my cock as Dad entered me. It was an incredible sensation. Pain and pleasure. "Oh, Daddy!" "Yes!" Dad hissed, as his head slipped inside. Dad had the camera pointed at his cock as he slid inside me. I panted as he pushed all the way inside me. He pointed the camera at me and I gasped. "I'm in." "Why is your cock so fucking huge?" I practically yelled. Dad laughed, and Phil let go of my dick and laughed, too. "You love your daddy's big dick. Admit it!" "I used to love it." Dad laughed again. "You'll get used to it." I sighed. "I know. And I don't wish you were small." I let my head fall back. "I know it hurts, son. Is it any better, yet." I thought about that. "A little. Maybe." "Maybe tomorrow we can both get our cocks inside his ass at the same time," Phil said. "Do a double fuck." "What?" Phil laughed. "I'm kidding! I'm kidding!" "I feel like there are two inside me, now!" "Oh, god, you're tight!" Dad said. "Is that good or bad?" "Both. For a while, I thought you were going to cut it off with your sphincter. You are a little looser now." We waited a few minutes, and it stopped hurting-mostly. Dad pulled out a little and pushed back inside. He fucked me slowly. "Here, Phil. Take the camera." Dad leaned down and kissed me. Everything was suddenly perfect. I realized his tongue and his cock were inside me. It was something I had fantasized about, but never, ever expected. I wrapped my arms around his neck as we kissed. The kiss went on and on. When Dad finally pulled away, I said, "I love you, Daddy." "I love you, baby. You're my little boy." He smirked. "And my fucktoy." I leaned up and kissed him on the lips. He looked so sexy. He pulled out and thrust back inside me. His face was still against mine. I could feel his breath. I leaned up for another kiss. Then his tongue was in my mouth as he started really fucking me. I didn't think I was coordinated enough to fuck and kiss at the same time, but that was OK. I was never going to fuck anyone. I was a bottom and I was glad. Dad turned to Phil. "How's the view?" "Oh, god!" Dad chuckled. "Jason, remember to keep your father's spunk in your mouth for pictures. Jack, I want the head of your cock to show in the photo of your cum in his mouth. And if it's dripping into his mouth, it will be even better." "Sounds hot." Dad pulled his head away. I held onto his shoulders, until they got too slippery from his sweat. "I'm close, son. Do you want to eat my spunk?" "Always, Dad. I love the stuff." "Good. Your other lover is going to make sure you have as much as you want." I grinned and Dad chuckled. "You are just like your other lover. You want to have cocks in your mouth shooting that warm, thick, baby batter, and feeling it slide down your throat. I'm glad." "Are you really?" "Yup. Because I want to feed mine to you. You don't ever need to be ashamed of it. You just need to stay safe." "And that's the truth," Phil said. "The fact that my sweet, baby boy wants men to bust a nut in his mouth makes my cock hard. And like you said, anything that makes my dick hard." I laughed. "It's true!" I said. Dad sped up and then groaned. He pulled out and quickly brought his cock to my lips. "Have some of mine," he said. I swallowed the head as a blast of sperm shot out of it and hit the back of my throat. My dad's baby batter. Yum! Dad shot five spurts before it started trickling out. I kept it all in my mouth. "Hold your mouth open." Dad pulled out, but left his cock resting on the side of my mouth. "Oh, hot!" Phil said as he took pictures. "OK. That's enough. I closed my mouth, but kept Dad's cum in my mouth. "Did you like that?" Dad asked me. "Mmmm mm." Dad laughed. "I forgot. Savor that nut juice." I thought about Dan cleaning Buck's cock with his mouth after he fucked him. I swallowed Dad's semen and began licking his dick. I pulled away. "I want to clean you with my mouth." Dad smirked. "Yeah? I think you just can't keep your mouth off your daddy's meat." I grinned at him and continued licking him. Dad got off the bed. "Phil, suck a load out of my son's nuts while I take a quick shower." Phil grinned. He sucked me as Dad went into his bathroom. He pushed two fingers in my ass and rubbed something. It made me come quickly. Phil lay down beside me. "You taste delicious." I sighed. "Are you all right, Jason?" "I'm happier than I've ever been, Phil." "Good. I love you. I want you to know that. I hope you don't think I am trying to get you to suck other men because I'm not that much in love with you." "I don't. I think I'm a lot like you." "I think so, too. At least sexually. Your dad worries that I will try to convince you to suck at gloryholes with me. I won't. I don't ever want to pressure you to do something you aren't comfortable doing. Gloryholes aren't safe. I've always known that, but I didn't really care. What difference did it make if I got sick? But now I do care what happens to me, and I care what happens to you even more. I love you and your dad. I love both of you. But I know how much I enjoy having men shoot in my mouth. I want you to experience what I did, while keeping you safe. But you need to tell me if you feel pressured." I turned to him and kissed him. "I love you, but I'm worried that it hasn't been long enough to really be love." "Don't worry about it, baby. People don't all fall in love at the same speed. If it feels like love, assume it is until something makes you change your mind. I hope I never do anything that does." He stroked my hair. "I can feed you another load. I think that's what you want. Am I right?" I nodded. "Do you want it now?" Phil asked me. "Let's save it for after dinner. Like dessert." Phil laughed. "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!" Phil got up on his knees. He took my hand and placed it on his balls. I felt them with both hands. "You are the only one who wants my jizz, Jason. It makes me very happy that you do." I leaned up and took one of his balls in my mouth. I sucked, gently. "Yes, baby, yes. Warm up Daddy Phil's cream with your hot mouth." Daddy Phil. It was how I thought of him. I heard Dad turn off the water. I let Phil's balls go and got out of bed. I got my clothes out of the living room and put them back on. Phil got dressed, too. When we were dressed, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. "How often should I clean myself? Inside, I mean?" "Don't worry about it. If Jack or I want to fuck you, we will tell you. You can do it, then. It doesn't take long. You can do it in three minutes, or so. I will have a bidet put in in my bathroom. That will make it even quicker." I nodded. Dad came out of the bathroom looking for his clothes. They were on the floor. "I feel sorry for other boys. You know, the ones who don't have studs for fathers." "I know what you mean, Jase. Your dad is a stud." "Where are we going to eat, Dad?" "We already know what Jason wants for dessert," Phil said. I laughed. "Oh? What?" "Phil's special cream," Phil said. "Yum!" I said. "It's all yours, Jason. I don't think I will ever want to taste it, much less swallow a whole load." "Of course not, Dad. Your body produces your own special cream. I'm sure you would rather eat it." Dad laughed. "Uh, right." We left the house. "I'll drive. You've been drinking, Jack." "Yeah." I stared at Phil's big, brand new BMW. "Wow!" "Wait until you see his house!" We walked to his car. Dad whispered in my ear, "Sit in the front. I want you to be able to grope your boyfriend." "You are so cool, Dad!" He grinned. "Thank you." I got in the front and Dad got in the back. I rubbed Phil's crotch. "What do you want to eat, Jack? I know what Jason wants to eat. Now, that's your dessert, Jason." We laughed. We decided on seafood and headed to a restaurant. "I wish you were my big brother and we had been having sex since I was twelve," I said to Phil. He burst out laughing. "Damn, Jason!" Dad said. "He said he wanted to be a pervert in training," Phil said. "I think he just graduated!" Dad said. I laughed. "Dad wouldn't have fucked me when I was twelve. Would you have done it, big brother?" Phil laughed and shook his head. "I don't know. Maybe. It would depend how much you begged for it." I laughed. "Dad won't fuck me! I've begged him and begged him! I'm begging you. Please Phil? Please? You're my only brother!" "Two wouldn't have been enough. There would need to be four pleases." "Oh! That's good to know." We parked and went inside the restaurant. I kept looking at Phil. He really was handsome, I decided. I was incredibly lucky. We were sitting in a circular booth. I was sitting between Dad and Phil. I took Phil's hand and held it. He bent over and whispered, "I love you." I squeezed his hand. "You can have anything you want, Jason. It's my treat. You are my date," Phil said. I smiled at him. I got a lobster, but I didn't want to pick the victim, myself. "How is your stomach?" Dad asked. "Are you queasy at all?" "Why would I be?" Dad whispered, "From the whiskey, or the two cocks that were inside your ass and then your mouth." I grinned. "No." "Are you still planning to go out of state to college?" Phil asked me. I frowned. "I don't know. I have lost all desire to do that." "You can stay here," Dad said. "Go to a junior college for a year, or two." I nodded. "What do you want to major in?" Phil asked. "Stone-age poetry." I said, with a straight-face. Phil was obviously wondering if I was serious. "It's a field where anything I do would be valuable." "Hmm. Valuable. How did they write down the poems?" "They didn't have paper, so they arranged rocks. Like Stonehenge. It's a dirty limerick." Phil burst out laughing. "Do you think they offer it at the junior college, Dad?" "Bronze-age, maybe." "I hate the modern stuff." We all laughed. "Actually, I know what I want to study, but I haven't found a way to get a degree in it." "If it's what I think it is, a psychology degree would be the way to go," Phil said. "But you could work for me at my grandfather's company. I suppose I should stop calling it that. He's dead." "What could I do?" "I could make my administrative assistant." "Seriously?" "Yes." I looked at Dad. He shrugged. It was something to think about. "Who runs the company?" "A cousin of mine. I'm a major shareholder, though. I own fourteen percent of the company. If I sold my stock, I would be wealthy. But my salary is enough to keep me happy. I don't spend that much money." He grinned at me. "My hobbies are all cheap." "They used to be," I said. I wiggled my eyebrows. He laughed. "Is he always like this?" Phil asked Dad. "I believe it might have something to do with what he drank." "Ah." Dinner was delicious. When we were leaving the restaurant, Phil asked, "Would you like to spend the night at my house?" "I don't care where I sleep, as long as it is with you two." "Jack?" We got in his car. "We can. You've got a lot more porn at your house." "What kind of porn?" "To me, Jason, the best porn is whatever makes your father's dick stiff." I laughed. "I have to agree with that, except I want both of your cocks stiff. Have you ever watched gay porn, Dad?" "Of course I have. I've been filming gay porn all evening. Did you think I would never watch it?" "Oh, yeah." "I know you think of me as straight. I still think of myself that way. But I stopped having sex with women four years ago. I've had sex with at least one man every week day and Sunday evening since then." "And some early Saturday mornings," Phil added. "Yeah. Sometimes Phil came over and sucked me before you woke up." I chuckled and shook my head. I was oblivious to it! My straight father was getting his cock sucked by a man while I was asleep in the next room! "You see what I meant about your father and I having a lot of sex partners?" "Yeah." "So don't ever feel guilty about sucking any of the men I get for you." "He's right, son. If I'm honest with myself, I have to admit I can't wait to watch you suck them. And in a way, I'm proud of you. You are brave enough to be yourself, in spite of your mother." "What are we going to tell Mom? Seriously. She is still trying to find the right girl for me." "Well, we need to tell her you are gay," Dad said. I sighed. "Yeah. And I am not looking forward to that." Phil took my hand and smiled at me. I heard Dad say, "Hi, Karen. I have bad news." He was talking to Mom on his phone. Yikes!