Date: Fri, 1 Jul 2011 09:45:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Dave Ledge Subject: Dad, Jim, and Me It all started when I was sixteen. I had come home early from practice. Mom was out and I figured Dad was, too. It was time to jack off in private and enjoy it! I went down to the basement where we had set up exercise machines and mats. I figured I'd pump up a bit and then pump my favorite muscle last! LOL. I was still sweaty from practice and the walk home. I pulled off my muscle shirt and admired my hairless chest. I did a couple of poses in front of the wall mirrors and then pulled off my shorts. Just in my tighty whities my bulge already obvious, well on the way to full erection... I turned around so I could see my jock butt gripped by the tight white underwear and cupped into place. I suddenly decided not to work the rest of my muscles, just my favorite one. I had just pulled out my hard 7-inch cock when I heard voices coming down the stairs. Damn it, I thought! Busted. I quickly picked up my clothes and retreated into the bathroom. At least being in there would give me time to get dressed before anyone saw me. Yeah, my older bro., my Dad, and I would sometimes work out bare-chested down here, but not that often, and certainly not just in our underwear! For whatever reason I didn't completely close the bathroom door. I left it open a crack so that I could see out and see who came into the basement, using the mirrors on the far wall. Maybe they'd go away soon and I could finish what I had started! Grin. I soon recognized the voice of my Dad. Not too surprising. Who was with him, though? Turned out to be one of our neighbors, Jim. Dad was saying that nobody was home and that he and Jim had the house to themselves. What was he going to do, drink some beers? Grin. Anyway, they both came into the basement and I could see them pretty clearly through the crack in the bathroom door. Well, they both looked each other up and down and then slowly started to take off their clothes! What the fuck!?! They finally got down to their own tighty whities and stopped there. Well, we were now all three dressed the same way--or undressed the same way! They both kept looking at each other and I was now even more shocked to see that they both had good-sized bulges stretching out their white underwear! Both of them were big men, about 6'2, a couple of inches taller than me and probably somewhere about 180 or 190 pounds, more than my 165. Neither was in perfect shape. Both had a small gut. But both were muscular. My Dad was dark-haired, like me, and really hairy. I wanted to be hairy like him. Always had. Maybe I would be one day? Jim was blond but brown-eyed. Somewhat hairy, but harder to see, being blond. Dad was around 40 then. Jim must have been closer to 30 than 40. They both stretched, still staring at each other's bodies. Finally they approached each other, stuck out their hands and started to wrestle! My cock had never gotten soft and now, seeing these two hunky men, one of whom was my Dad, starting to wrestle, nearly naked, had me so turned on I had to stop myself from gasping and groaning. I started to leak pre-cum onto the bathroom floor! Dad and Jim slammed their chests together. And, was I seeing things? They held each other's hands and seemed to be rubbing their chests and nipples together. They also had their crotches smashed together, too. Was that moaning I was hearing, too? Finally, they pushed each other back and then grabbed each other again. This time Dad slid in and got Jim's head crushed in a side headlock. Jim's face was crushed in Dad's hairy chest. Um, did he have his mouth open and his tongue on Dad's chest? No. Surely not... Dad cranked the headlock, looking totally macho and hot, with totally hard nipples and a very full crotch area, rubbing the blond, younger, man into his big chest. I was already ready to cum and they had just started! Both of them now started to trash talk each other, too, making the whole unimaginable scene even hotter. Dad said, "Hey boy, like what it feels like to be crushed by a real man?" Jim answered, "Old man, I am so going to put you down on your fat ass." With that Jim did a classic reversal and suddenly Dad's beard was tight up against Jim's nipple as Jim cranked Dad! I couldn't decide what was hotter. Then Dad managed to get his right leg around Jim's and they both fell to the mat. They growled at each other and both of them rolled around, trying to get on top of the other. Finally, Dad got Jim in a headscissors and started to crank that. I could see Jim's blond complexion turn red as his head and his mouth were almost completely buried in Dad's huge crotch. "Like that, son? Like having your Dad's real man big thighs crush your boy face?" Where did that come from, I wondered? Finally Jim managed to slide out from Dad's hold. Guess the sweat they were both producing big time helped. He pounced on Dad and got his own scissors on Dad, taking his turn to push Dad's beard and his sweaty face into Jim's swollen crotch. His turn to taunt... "How do you like that, Dad? Like your son's big thighs around your face? Was Dad licking Jim's crotch with his open mouth and tongue? Nah. And what was this Dad/Son talk? Eventually Dad escaped from Jim's hold. They thrashed around for a while, swapping holds, getting hotter and sweatier by the second. They kept up the trash talk and kept calling each other Dad and Son, too. Finally they got each other in a mutual head scissor with their thighs trying to crush each other's head. And this time their moans were unmistakable and the fact that they were using their mouths and hands on the other man's crotch was unmistakable, too! Suddenly they both shuddered and groaned big time and I knew they were cumming in their briefs. I blasted out a load of cum that hit the far wall of the bathroom and kept pouring out! We all finally came down from the high of our shared orgasm (did I just say that?). Dad looked at Jim and they both laughed. "Way hot" they both said. They finally untangled and got to their feet. They looked at each other's red and sweaty bodies and their soaked briefs. Jim said, "Yeah the only thing hotter would be if we really were Dad and Son. Speaking of which, how about your real sons, John (me) or Jeff Jr. (my older bro.)? You ever think about wrestling them like we wrestle? If fact, I wouldn't mind wrestling John. He's getting to be a hot young man!" I think I blushed then. Dad answered, "Jeff Jr., no. John, now... Give him a year or two to finish growing and I'd think about it. I like wrestling a man like you. He's still a bit too young for me to consider getting hot with on the mat." Jim said, "Well, would you mind if tried him out some until you're ready to rassle him for real?" "Nah", Dad said. "But only if I can watch somehow." Jim gave him a quick grin. Damn, he was good-looking. I don't think I'd ever really noticed before. "Come on, Jeff. Time for our shower... John and your wife will be home soon and I need to be gone by then." He pulled Dad by the hand toward the showers at the end of the basement. My imagination went wild but... I had to get out of there! I picked up my briefs and cleaned up my mess as well as I could. As soon as Jim and Dad were in the shower room, I ran upstairs naked, carrying my clothes. I got dressed and ran outside. I waited for about a half hour and finally went back in the house, looking tired and disheveled. Dad looked up at me as I came in the house. He looked relaxed, clean, and showered and had a pretty smug smile. Yeah, as if I didn't know why! We shot the shit for a minute. Then he surprised me by saying, "Oh, our neighbor, Jim, was wondering if you wanted to work out with him some time. He's getting a bit overweight and wanted a workout partner." It was all I could do not to agree too quickly and enthusiastically! Yes! Chapter 2 to follow!