Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2017 10:55:08 -0600
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: Enough

Hey Guys! This is a story I started in 2012 and I decided to edit it and
make it better. The stories I have written in the past year have been hard
for me to get past writer's block and go on with. Not to say they won't be
finished. I thought this would help with my blockage (so to speak). Now
remember all the usual stuff, must be 18, blah blah blah...This is Gay
Incest. If you are bothered by that what are you doing in this section of
the site??

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Part 1::

"Enough!", that's what Mom said when I was suspended from school. She had
"enough". It wasn't that I was that bad of a teenager. I just skipped
enough classes to get put on probation. But now I got caught with weed.
That got me a suspension.

"I've had it Cody. You can go live with your father for a while. See how
that is. See what it's like on the trailer trash side of life. I had higher
hopes for you but obviously I was wrong. You're turning out just like him!"
I hated it when she dissed my Dad. Dad wasn't well off like her but he was
a decent guy.

See Mom met Dad in high school. He was the top jock, most popular and
pretty handsome.  She was the snobby rich bitch. She, of course, had to
date the top jock, even though he was from the wrong side of the tracks.
Once high school was over she had no intention of carrying on the
relationship. She expected to find her husband in college. So they got
together, they dated, they fucked, and she got pregnant. Simple really.
Being how she was however her family raised me till she got it together. My
father was involved as much as her family let him be. Which wasn't much but
I longed for his visits and the weekends I got to spend with him.

Me, I am like my Dad. Mom wasn't wrong there.  I'm not from the wrong side
of the tracks but I am a jock. Almost as good as my Dad was. I wrestle, I
play ball and I swim. My Dad is 6'0" but I am only 5'9" however. But we are
both not lacking in the 'built like a brick shit house' department. Both of
us have dark hair, green eyes and a permanent five o'clock shadow. Yeah
even this young I have one. My Dad has a furry chest, I have the makings of
one. The really only difference between my Dad's build and my own is that
I'm shorter and I have a butt that only an ethnic man should have. Traits I
get from my Mom's side. She is of Greek descent and my father is of Irish
descent.

Mom always said I was too much like my Dad. That always had the opposite
affect on me than the one she hoped it had. She went to college and had a
finance degree. She made a lot of money managing other people's portfolios.
She was due to inherit a lot of money from her parents and she already had
a trust fund that she could draw from anytime she wanted. She used that for
the house or a new car, etc... Dad on the other hand went to trade school
and became a plumber. He works for himself and seems happy. Happier than my
over achieving Mother anyway. Anyway, I will get back on to the point of
the story.

Mom was basically throwing me out. My senior year, second half of it, and I
was failing in three out of five classes and I was suspended for pot in my
locker. I hung out primarily with jocks and other guys that had money as
well. So all of us had a chance of being caught and in trouble. It was my
lucky turn. The only thing I was really going to miss, besides my friends,
was the sports. I loved it. I dated, but not very much, never took the
time. It would have meant being away from my friends or being away from
training. I preferred my friends over girls. I liked looking at them a lot
better too. I guess I'm bi or gay or something. Never figured it out and I
never did anything about it. Felt a girls boob once in a while but never
went beyond that. Didn't want those girls to know they didn't make me hard.
Not like the locker room did. That made me hard.

My mother had money. My Dad did not. She was going to teach me a lesson by
cutting me off. Fine by me. She probably could have taught me more of a
lesson by paying more attention to me rather than to her social life all
these years. But looking back at that now everything turned out for the
best.

She called my Dad. She ranted and raved about what a disappointment I was.
That I was his problem now. She didn't ask, she demanded that he come get
me, and to be quick about it. He was to pick me up on Saturday and keep me
till I graduated from High School. Whenever that may be, she added, and
then she would decide whether or not she would spring for college. She
realized I was going to have to go to summer school to hopefully graduate
and that it would be his responsibility to get me to school.

By Saturday I was packed. I scraped every dirty jock off the floor that I
could find plus everything else I needed. I was always more comfortable at
my Dad's anyway. My new life started on Saturday...

My Dad got to my Mom's house around noon. He had just finished up a job at
some residence and was still in his work cloths. I threw on some gym shorts
and a tee with no sleeves. I slipped my feet into some sneakers without
socks and then I grabbed my shit and started for his truck. Mom was out
shopping and we had said our goodbyes this morning before she left. She was
cold and distant. Something told me I wasn't going to be missed and,
besides that, I think she wanted to be gone so she didn't have to talk to
my Dad.

I walked out to the truck and my Dad was standing next to it. His blue
uniform shirt was buttoned down just below his hairy chest and it was tight
on him. His shoulders looked like they were ripping the seams apart. His
shirt was not tucked in but I could still tell his pants were sagging. I
knew he went commando and wore a belt to work so his pants wouldn't fall
off but I know he still enjoyed displaying some 'plumbers butt crack' every
now and then.

I threw my shit in the back of the truck and he came over and gave me a
hug. His stink from the days work was on him. I felt a familiar stir in my
loins. He has a strong masculine, but clean, scent. He was an ivory soap
man. That was all he put on his body. He must have driven the women wild.

We got in the truck and we started down the road. As the truck got rolling
he said, "Son, I have to finish up one more job today. It ain't gonna take
up much time. I figure if I'm there by one I can be home by four. Hope you
don't mind my dropping you off and taking off like that."

"Nah pop, that's cool" I'll get my room straightened out and I should be
done by the time you get home" I replied.

"Sounds like a plan son"

We got to his trailer about 25 minutes later. The park is really old and
has a strange set up. Most Mobile home parks are set up to get the most
trailers into a small space as possible. Not this one. It was set up years
and years ago. In fact Dad told me unless you inherit a lot here it takes
forever to get one. Most people don't want to give them up.

Every hundred feet or so there is a two pad set up. Meaning that only two
trailers occupy the area and then you go another hundred feet or so and
there is two more. Every trailer has a "backyard" on the back side of the
trailer and the front side of the trailer faces the other trailer. The
driveways are in between the trailer. The backyards are very private as
there are high fences on the road side of the trailer and the rest of the
back yard is surrounded by trees and bushes. The back yards aren't very big
but they are big enough to sun bath or bar b q in. My Dad has a deck in his
back yard low to to ground.

The neighbor he shares his lot with is Gus Byrne. He and Dad have been good
friends since childhood. In fact Gus got his trailer left to him by an
Uncle and my Dad had his left to him by my Granddad. Gus is a mechanic down
at a garage in town. He works hard like my Dad. Never know when either one
of them are going to be home. Since both their properties are like a
compound it's a nice relaxed atmosphere. Times I've stayed here I have
looked out the window and seen Gus going to his truck in his robe or
underwear to get something. No one could really see from the road unless
they drove into the driveway. So things are pretty private here.

Anyway Dad dropped me off an I let myself in the trailer. I could tell Gus
wasn't home because his truck was gone. When I got in I noticed that Dad
was up to his usual good housekeeping...plumbing parts on the kitchen
table. Newspapers and beer cans in the living room. Dishes in the sink.
Dirty cloths every where. Mostly at the door he comes in at. He just seems
to shuck them when he comes in the door. Usually its more picked up than
this when I come over but Mom didn't give him much notice. Now I get to see
how he really lives. So I tossed off my shirt and started to organize the
living area as I made my way back to my bedroom.

As I was about to make it to my room I heard a truck pull up. I looked out
the window and it was Gus. He was getting out of his truck and he was
shirtless and had on a pair of 501 cutoffs with work boots. The shorts were
barely buttoned up and he looked a bit drunk. In fact before he went into
the trailer he opened his shorts all the way and pissed on the side of the
tire on the front of the truck. After he finished pissing he pulled up his
shorts without buttoning them. But instead of going into the house he went
around to his back yard. He had a small deck back there too.

I had to see if he was alright. I left the trailer and slowly and as
quietly as I could went to his back yard. When I peeked around the corner I
instantly went hard. He was laying spread out on his lounge chair naked
except for the boots with his arm over his head. He had his nose in his pit
as he was jacking his cock. He was really going at it too. He wanted to cum
fast. He moaned a lot then he came. He shot a huge load then he passed out.
The last thing I heard was him snoring as I went back to my own trailer. I
was hard as a rock.

When I got back to my bedroom I kicked off my sneakers and dropped my
shorts and gave my own cock some relief. After that I fell asleep.

Next thing I know Dad is standing at my door way grinning. When my eyes
opened up he just chuckled and said, "just make yourself at home boy" and
walked back to the kitchen. I looked down and saw I was naked with dried
cum stains all over me.

Next thing I know Dad is standing at my door way grinning. When my eyes
opened up he just chuckled and said, "just make yourself at home boy" and
walked back to the kitchen. I looked down and I was naked with cum stains
all over me.

I bolted up out of bed and went into my bathroom and took a wash cloth to
my stomach and chest. I walked out to my room and pulled on my pair of
shorts and headed into the living room.

Dad was in the kitchen having a beer and was putting something together for
dinner. He had pulled off his shirt and his boots and socks and was just in
his work pants. They were hanging low on his muscular butt. About an inch
of crack showing.  I looked at the clock and saw it was almost five.

"Hi son. I've only been home about 15 mins. Judging from your room you
didn't get much done since I dropped you off." He said with a grin.

"Yeah sorry Dad. I was just tired. I laid down for a second and I was out"
I couldn't look him in the eye.

"Well if you look around son I'm not exactly all about putting things in
order at home any way. Very relaxed. I used to make an effort when you were
just going to be here for the weekend but you might as well get used to my
organized mess." he chuckled, "and I'm happy I don't have to change my
dress code or worry about anything else." he laughed out loud on that one.

Embarrassed I said, "Yeah Dad I get it. Doesn't everyone rub one off before
taking a nap?" hoping that being frank and light about it would lighten the
tension.

"Well hell yeah boy. It's normal. It's good it's out of the way too. We can
just relax round each other. Now about tomorrow. This job I was going to
finish up today has turned into hell. The bathroom I was re-plumbing for
this guy so he could have it renovated turned into more than he and I had
bargained for. The pipes going up to the second floor bathroom seem to have
never been replaced. They are still galvanized and I needed to change them
to copper. I got the pipes changed today but tomorrow I'll have to go there
in the morning and finish up. Should take till noon or so. Then I'll be off
the rest of the day. Sorry about that."

"That's ok Dad. I should be getting up by then" I laughed, "I'm kidding, I
don't sleep late, you know that. I'll probably see you off in the morning."

"Ok, good son. I hope it's not too boring around here. Anyway, I have a
steak we can split and plenty of beer. Watch some t.v.and I'm off to bed.
Ok with you?" Dad's been letting me have beer with him for a couple years.
We never leave the trailer on those nights so he never saw the harm in it.

"Sure Dad." So we had some steak, and the beer of course and shot the shit
for a couple hours. Around 7 pm we turned on the t.v. and Dad sat in his
recliner and I sat on the couch. We continued to drink beer. I was the one
usually getting up to get the next round.

Once Dad sat down he had unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. I could see his
pubes but nothing else. Still was a sexy sight. I had to control my
hormones around him like I always had to do in the past while I was
visiting but living here now it was going to be worse. I had on a loose
pair of jean shorts but they were really short and thin. I knew that if my
cock got hard it would be showing so I tried to concentrate on the t.v..

At about 9pm Dad said, "It's time for me to turn in son. Shut everything
off and I'll see you in the morning." With that he got up and his pants
started slipping down as he made his way to his bedroom on the other side
of the trailer. By the time he reached his room his pants were half way
down his butt and it was a fine butt.

I shut it all down and went in my room and closed the door. I shucked off
my shorts in the dark and grabbed at my hard cock getting ready to jerk it
off standing right there. Before I did though I heard a car door slam in
the shared driveway. I looked out the window and I saw Jeb, Gus' son,
getting out of his car and heading for Gus' trailer. He was shirtless and
in board shorts with flip flops on his feet. He looked a little wasted
himself.

Jeb was a couple years older than me and had gone into the same profession
as his father. In fact he worked with his father at his garage. As far as I
knew Jeb had his own place, a small studio in town, and before that he
lived with his Mom also. He and I got along pretty well but hardly ever saw
one another.

As he got up onto the front porch to the trailer the door swung open and
there stood Gus in all his naked glory with a less than sober grin on his
face. The next thing I saw shocked the hell out of me. Jeb grabbed his
father's soft cock and pulled his Dad into a kiss. Big ole wet and sloppy
one too. As he was doing that Gus had his hands on Jeb's shorts and pulled
them down. Jeb stepped out of them and led his Dad out onto the porch.

It was pretty dark, with just the light from their doorway giving some
light, and the porch could barely be seen from the street. Though hardly
anyone ever was on the street this late in this park. I had my window open
so I could hear everything.

Jeb got on his knees and took his Dad's cock into his mouth. He worked on
him till he had him nice and hard. After he accomplished that he stood up
and kissed his Dad again.

"Too bad Trent's light isn't on Pop. I could have his cock in my mouth and
yours in my ass." Jeb said. Jeb the fucking high school quarter back and
stud fucking mechanic likes a cock in both ends at the same time! I was
really shocked and it was making me fucking horny as hell. He wanted my
Dad's cock in his mouth too! Can't blame him on that one. But how does he
know if my Dad would be up for it?

"Yeah I haven't seen him all weekend son. Must have a weekend job to do.
But let's take care of half that anyway." Gus spit on his cock and turned
Jeb around. But instead of fucking him right away Gus got down on his knee
and bent Jeb over the railing and started eating his ass. He did that for
what seemed like forever. Once he was done he stood up with Jeb still bent
over the railing. Then he started entering him. But he wasn't easy about
it. He took Jeb quickly. Jeb moaned but not in pain, in pleasure.

I was hard as a rock. I started jacking to Gus' motion. It was so fucking
hot. I was sweating like a pig and from what I could tell they were too. I
would love to be over there right now!

I was working myself into cumming real soon and from what I could tell they
were too. Then it happened to all three of us. We all seemed to shoot at
the same time. I came like never before. Exhausted I leaned against the
wall still looking out the window. Gus and Jeb were making out a bit in
their after glow. Then Gus led Jeb inside. It took a few minutes and the
lights all went out.

I landed on my bed reeling. I got hard again and had to rub another one off
before I could finally go to sleep. I fell asleep thinking of how hot it
was in the trailer park...

The next morning I woke up as I heard Dad's truck start up and leave. I was
pretty much out the whole night. I was still pretty worked up over what I
saw last night but I smelled coffee coming from the kitchen and it sounded
good. I looked over at the clock and it said 6:30.

I rolled out of bed and decided to forget about shorts. Ain't no one around
to see me. I got to the kitchen with my morning wood leading the way. The
coffee pot was still on and there was a note besides it.

"Morning son, Had to leave early for work. I should be home early too since
I worked all weekend. I'll get some burgers and beer for tonight. Hope you
don't get too bored. Dad"

I stretched and grabbed a cup of coffee and was about to head back to my
bedroom when I heard the door slam next door. I peeked out the window and
saw Gus leaving for work. He had on a pair of coveralls still zipped down
to his crotch. You could tell he didn't have on a stitch underneath.

Jeb's car was still behind his truck but since my Dad's truck was gone he
was able to pull around Jeb's car and back out of the driveway just fine. I
figure Jeb was off or just sleeping in.

I opened the door to our front porch, again it was pretty hidden from the
street, and decided to have my cup of coffee outside. I debated putting on
shorts again but said fuck it. No one around and I doubted Jeb would care
if he even came outside before I was done. The railing pretty well hid me
anyway.

It was already about 75 degrees outside and muggy. It was going to be a hot
one. I settled into an old webbed lawn chair and relaxed in the quite
morning.

About ten minutes later the front door opened next door. Jeb stood there
naked as me with a cup of coffee in one hand and a pint of bourbon in the
other. He was coming out to sit on the front porch as well and had not seen
me yet. In all the years he and I had both been visiting our Dad's we
hardly ever saw each other much less naked.

In the morning light he was a sight to see. He had gotten a little pudgy
around the middle from not working out as much as he did in his glory days
but he was still really well built. Nice big shoulders, big chest and thick
thighs. Just seeing him come out onto the porch gave my cock a bit of blood
and I chubbed up a little.

I stayed perfectly still knowing that all he had to do was look directly
over here and he would see me. He sat down on a chair on his porch and put
down his coffee cup on a table and took the bottle of bourbon and poured a
bit in is coffee. Just as he was taking his first sip, blowing a little on
the hot coffee, his eyes met mine. At first he was taken a back until
recognition was realized. "Cody?"

"Hi Jeb" I said shyly. Raising my hand to wave.

"Well damn Cody, almost gave me a heart attack. How long you been out
there?"

"Got out here a few minutes before you actually, how you doing?"

"I'm doing good. What you doing here on a school day man. Ain't you a
senior?"

"Well I was a senior. I got suspended and my Mom sent me to live with my
Dad. I have to take summer school here to graduate. So I'll be living here
a while."

"Wholly shit boy, how'd you get suspended? Not even I got suspended with
all the shit I pulled." Jeb was chuckling as he sipped more coffee.

"They found a little pot in my locker is all." That put a surprised look on
Jeb's face and then he laughed out loud. The next thing I knew he held up
the bourbon and gestured towards it.

"Sure Jeb, I'll have a bit. Gotta warn you that I'm as well dressed as you
are though." I said as Jeb stood up and started to make his way across the
driveways.

"Hell that's no problem around here. You know both our Dad's ain't house
broke. I come here to hang out naked mostly anyway. Can't do it outside at
my place. I just got a studio in town. I don't know why I just don't take
Dad's offer and move in here full time" Jeb said as he climbed the steps to
our porch.

His body was still even more desirable this close up and his cock hung
nicely and was a bit thick from morning wood I was guessing. I stayed
seated knowing that my own cock was growing in between my legs.

Jeb took the seat right next to me and pulled it closer as he gestured that
he was ready to pour the bourbon into my cup. I held it out for him and he
poured a little in. I tasted it and a warm glow came over me. It was
definitely nicer with the bourbon.

"So when did your Dad bring you here Cody?" Jeb said as he poured more into
his cup.

"Saturday morning. But I haven't seen much of him since he basically worked
all weekend. I hope that's not every weekend."

"I doubt it is bud. I see him quite a bit when I come over so I'm sure he
won't be working like that all the time. I am happy to see that you're
comfortable around here though. I would hate to have to wear anything when
I visit, or hell, if I move in like I think I'm going to anyway." Jeb said
as he gestured to my nudity.

"Well I'm getting used to being more relaxed. I know my Dad is a big ole
nudest when I'm not around so I hope I can relax enough to let him know I
don't mind." I looked away as I said it. Didn't want Jeb to think I was
perving him, which I really wanted to do, he was pretty hot.

"Yeah, besides your old man is pretty nice to look at in the buff anyway"
Jeb said with a grin on his face He had the expression like he was
wondering how I would take that statement.

"You think so Jeb?" Of course I knew he did after what I heard the night
before. I was getting totally hard now. Didn't think I could hide it
anymore soon.

"Well yeah man, so are you by the way. I'm gonna have to move in here now
that the scenery got so much better than I could have ever imagined" Jeb
lifted the bottle and poured more bourbon into my cup and then to his. "I
guess you figured out by now that I kinda like looking at men Cody. I hope
that doesn't scare you off."

I was nervous now. Even though I already knew about him his coming out to
me like that was new for me. I wanted to tell him the same thing but was
scared. What would he think of me. "It's cool Jeb. I'm gonna need some more
coffee to go with this."

"I'll get the pot for both of us Cody. I'm sure it's where it always is." I
was relieved. I didn't want to get up with almost a full hard on.

He came back with the pot in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other. I
didn't know where he found it but I'm sure it was my Dad's. "I hope you
don't mind Cody. I know looking at you I'm gonna end up playing with my
cock and figured some lube would be nice."

My mouth dried up so much I swear someone ran cotton through it. Did he
just say what I thought he said. "You don't mind do you Cody. I'm sorry. I
sometimes act before I think. I won't use it if it makes you uncomfortable."

"Er...no...Jeb, um I understand. I think..." What do you say when a hunk
just a few years older than you says he is going to play with his cock in
front of you. Especially when you want to watch. And to feel it. And to do
it to him. But I was still totally uncomfortable. I wasn't ready to open
all the doors yet.

Jeb poured us more coffee than he topped them off again with some bourbon.
He wasn't putting much booze in the cups but it was having its desired
effect. Especially this early in the morning with no food on your stomach.

Jeb then picked up the lube and dribbled some on his hard cock. When he put
his hand on his cock to spread it around he looked right over at me with a
shit eating grin on his face. He worked it up and down his thick cock. It
was making me shake inside it was so sensual and sexy. My cock couldn't be
kept in between my thighs anymore. It had become totally hard itself and I
couldn't hide it anymore. It popped out for all to see.

"That's better. I hate to have the only hard cock in this situation." Jeb
said smiling. "And Cody, I'm not trying to be coy about anything. When I
saw you over here I got totally excited. I've watched you grow into a stud
man and have had a lusting for you for a while. Seeing you get hard like
that makes me believe that you wouldn't mind the opportunity to maybe play
around a bit with your old buddy Jeb?"

I took another drink of laced coffee and then licked my lips. I was just
staring at his cock. I couldn't look away. Finally movement from Jeb broke
me of my trance. He was getting on his knees, right there on the porch, and
he put his lube covered hand on my knee. He pulled on it a bit to sort of
spread my legs a little. Then he crawled in between my legs. His hand left
my knee and he put it on my cock. The next thing I knew he was putting his
mouth on my cock. I almost came right then and there. This hot fucker I've
known for years was sucking my cock.

Jeb looked up for a minute and said, "This is a mighty fine cock my friend.
Sit back and relax. I'm gonna work it over for a minute and get it real
nice and wet with my spit and then I'm gonna give it a nice warm place to
shoot it load in."

And that's what he did. He worked on it for five or ten minutes. He could
take it all too. His mouth was drooling so much spit on it too it felt so
nice and smooth as he went up and down on it. While he was doing it I saw
out of the corner of my eye him take some lube and put it on his ass. While
one hand was helping him guide my cock the other was lubing his hole. I was
in disbelief of what I thought was going to happen but what else could he
be doing.

Next thing I knew Jeb stood up and turned around. One hand on my cock and
the other to steady himself on the chair he lowered himself down. When the
head of my cock got to his hole he resisted for just a moment and then it
went in. He didn't waste anytime letting it get painful either. He just sat
right down on it taking it all in. He let out a loud grunt and said,
"fuuuuuck that hurt" then he sat there for a second breathing heavy.

Then he lifted up a little and then slammed back down. Jeb liked if ruff, I
saw that last night, and he was actually fucking himself hard on me. I
wasn't doing a thing.

My participation then increased. I grabbed at his chest and his pits and
even held his shoulders down so I could get in deeper in his hole. We were
both sweating like pigs. "I'm not going to last Jeb", I knew there wasn't
much time left.

"That's ok buddy. Just make sure it goes in me. Don't waste it. Fuck this
is hot." Jeb was going up and down like an engine now. My cock just blew
all of a sudden. My grunt of success was just as loud as his was at the
beginning. I wrapped my arms around his thick body and pulled him tight
against me. That's when I saw him shoot. His went all the way to the
railing. It was a strong one.

He sat still against me catching his breath while my cock shrank a bit in
his ass. After his breathing started to come back to normal he slowly got
up and turned around. He got back on his knees and started cleaning my cock
with his mouth. I stroked his head while I was still heavy breathing myself.

All of a sudden I had this overwhelming urge to piss. I tried to pull Jeb
off of me. I told him I had to go. He just looked up and me with my cock
still in his mouth and he nodded. I was dumbfounded.

"Jeb, I got to piss man. I mean bad." I stated, "I'm sure you don't want
that."

Jeb nodded again and massaged my cock with his mouth. I thought he was
joking so I said fuck it. He'd pull away once I started.

It took me a while but I finally started slowly dripping out some piss. He
sucked harder. It was like a baby milking a tit. As he did that the urge to
unload got stronger. Finally a heavy stream was going right down his
throat. It was dripping out of the corners of his mouth and down my cock
onto my chair too. I never thought this would be such a turn on. But I
started to get hard again. And he kept swallowing. He then pulled off and
some piss hit his face and his chest. He was getting off in bathing in it.
It was so fucking erotic.

When I was finally done he grabbed me and kissed me on the lips. I didn't
know what to expect of the taste but it wasn't all bad. But the real turn
on was what he did. I returned the kiss. We were searching each others
mouths with our tongues.

We smelled like sex, piss and sweat. I've always liked man sweat smells but
the piss added to it was even hotter.

But alas, between the heat, the sex and the bourbon we were both wiped out.
"Jeb, why don't we grab a shower and lay down in my bed for a few hours.
What you say man."

"You asking me into your bed bud? That means that this could happen again.
Would that be a problem?", Jeb knew he had me on the hook now.

"Hell no buddy. Whatever happens is fine with me."

So we did just that. We played in the shower a bit but we were both kinda
spent so we got into bed and cuddled up and made out some more before both
drifting off to sleep.

A few hours later I heard Jeb getting up. I opened my eyes and he was
sitting on the bed by me with an evil grin. "Can you fuck me one more time
Cody. I got to get somethings done today but I rather leave here with more
of you up my ass." Such a charmer.

I reached up and grabbed him pulling him into me. Giving him a deep kiss
and then pushing him onto his back. I took some lube and put it on my cock
and into his ass. I then entered him. Slowly this time. I was in control.
He looked up into my eyes and I could tell he liked it. I took it nice and
easy till I was ready to shoot. He could tell too. All he said was, "Do
it". And that's all it took. He shot right after I did. We were all sweaty
and sticking together with his cum again.

"Come on Jeb. Another shower then I'll send you on your way." as I got up.

"You realize this definitely means I'm moving in with my old man Cody.
Damn, you ain't gonna get rid of me for a while. This feels so good man."

"Getting rid of you is the last thing on my mind man. Let's shower"

Part two soon....

I will revisit other stories and add to them when I figure out where they
need to go. Thanks for reading!!

Some other stories of mine:
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/searching-for-my-identity/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/when-dad-got-out-of-prison/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/wildcat/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/lust-in-space/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/runaway/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/Trailer-park-heat/

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