Date: Tue, 11 Jun 2019 01:35:01 +0000
From: encolpius1@protonmail.com
Subject: Father and Son at Island House part 4

		      FATHER AND SON AT ISLAND HOUSE
				    By
				 Encolpius


DISCLAIMER: Although set at a real location, which I have tried to
accurately depict, the characters and events are fictional and not
similarity to actual persons is intended (well, not actually.  The first
mate is an amalgam of boys that have worked on the Blu Q, all cute and
sweet and, I think, straight)


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				   FOUR

	Pete and Rob have a flight to catch and Cade and I are staying on.
We are heading over to the Blu Q for the day's sail.  It's a all male,
clothing optional sail on a catamaran. and one of my favorite things to do
down here.  Snorkel at the reef, often naked depending which other boats
are about, and then to a sandbar, again splashing in the water naked.  I
take Cade to Harpoon Harry's across Caroline St. from the marina area, a no
frills breakfast restaurant, that serves hardy fare.  We both tuck into our
meal.  In the mid morning sun, we head over aiming for the Rainbow flag, at
the back of the harbor master's building at the end of one of the piers.
We timed it a bit late and we hurriedly sign the waivers and deposit our
shoes.  The mate, CJ, a twinky guy Cade's age with black curly hair, helped
us on board.

	The back half of the boat is under a canopy amd tjat's where he
went as CJ got us tumblers full of sangaria to drink. We sat on the benches
on the port side and there was a trio of guys there.  It turned out they
were all together, not as lovers but traveling together as friends from
Europe.  One was a Indonesian guy that was a physician in Copenhagen.  I
know that Asian guys often look younger than they really are but he looked
little older than Cade and, even though he was shorter than me, I thought
him seriously good looking.  Then again, I think Thai and Indonesian men
are good looking generally.  His name was Hasan.  Peter was a tall Dane,
not bad looking but closer to my age and he was fairly quiet and subdued.
Tomas was not.  He was an energetic Spaniard in his late 20's, short like
Hasan, with a heavy growth of scruff on his face and a hairy chest and
hairy legs.  He noticed Cade right away.

	We motored away from the dock and out the breakwater, past the
Coast Gaurd cutters and around past the artifical island of Sunset Key.
The passengers got to know each other.  I went over to the other side and
met them, a white trash looking duo of guys who were into RVing and were
staying in their fifth wheel in some RV park I didn't know existed.  There
was a couple from Monnesota who shared a similar enough interest and an
older couple of Chicago.  Everybody quickly established that Cade and I
were literally father and son and not the gay sexual version of that.
Unsurprisingly, that provoked comments and questions. It didn't put Tomas
off the scent, though.  Of course, he also had a thing for CJ and was
splitting his time going after each of them.

	"He's always this way" Hasan said.

	"Doubles the odds, I guess" I said with a shrug

	Most of the trip to the reef was motor because the wind was
sspitty.  We socialized back in the back, switching over to sangria but a
weak sort of wine, not nearly enough to get drunk.  There wasn't much move
to get naked and I had decided I would go snorkeling in my shorts, or ven
in a wet suit if offered.  Before we made the reef, CJ went below and got
into a wet suit, his own personal one.  It fit like a second skin.  He had
not undressed in front of the gay men but the suit hide little.  He wasm't
impressively endowed but may well have been a grower and not a shower.  His
ass, though, was fine.  He was a very good looking boy.  As we came to the
reef, he went to the bow and snagged a line and made the boat fast.
Snorkeling gear was passed out and we made our way down the stairway in the
center of the boat to the crystal clear water,

	The water was bracing.  We'll say that.  It was just one or two
degrees north of too cold to do it and I wished I had a wet suit on.  Cade
splashed in behind me and we all set up, following CJ, more or less, and
trying not to bump into each other.  We snorkeled over the remains of the
scattered wreck of a large steam powered boat that had struck the reef and
sank in about 6 feet of water.  There wasn't the profusion of fish that you
see at Fort Jefferson in the Dry Tortugas. I know next to nothing about
fish except that the ones on the reef are pretty.  At some point, I got
seperated from CJ but was unconcerned.  He and Cade were close by and I
could see the boat and could make it back.  After swimming over the wreck a
good 45 minutes, I headed back and was the first one there but the others
followed quickly.

	Cade was excited because they had seen a nurse shark, which I
hadn't.  But he and Tomas were excited and talking about it and CJ was
explaining in a way that I took it that he knew only slightly more than
they did.  At any rate, they were all happy about it. CJ unmoored us and we
headed over to a nearby island that was essentially a mangrove stand.  On
the way, Tomas really stepped up his pursuit of CJ, who was still in his
wet suit and still just as cute as before.

	"Is he even gay?"  I asked the Captain.

	"For millenials, they don't even know what gay and straight are.
They are all sexually fluid."

	"Well, maybe" I said.  I get that there are all sorts of
sexualities and it's not binary but the boy either wants pussy or dick or
both.

	"He's 24.  He's old enough to decide and old enough to expand his
horizons if he wants"

	"And old enough to defend himself, I guess"

	Even Cade thoought it was funny.  I told him not to be hurt by
Tomas's attention to his rival but he just shrugged it off.

	"He's hot. If he was gay, I'd go after him but he's not" Cade said.
"He's wasting his time"

	I thought that was right.  Soon, we were at the island and CJ and
the Captain teamed up to set an anchor.  The tide was rising as they broke
out the kayaks.  I wasn't interested, which surprised Cade since I have one
at home. But that is an inflatable one on a lake and these are hard shelled
with an ocean current.  As it happened, I had gone with the old first mate,
a hunky gay boy who loved to be naked, to pioneer a route through that very
island.  It was windy day with a strong current and he was in one kayek and
me another, I had decided to go when everyone else decided to stay on
board, and we found out way through the mangrove.  The trip just about
whipped me.  I had been there again once before and had cramped the whole
time. The upshot was I wasn't interested.  Tomas made it clear that he was
going in the kayak with CJ and Cade got paired wtih Hasan, the cute
Indonesian.  After they left, Peter and I went swimming in the rough waves.

	Once they were back, it was clear that Tomas was no longer chasing
CJ.  But he was after Cade,.  Before it was after both boys but now Cade
was getting it full force. But he held up well.  Tomas was touchy and
playful as I talked with Hasan and Peter about life in Denmark and the
differences between the countries and the like.  We also talked about Tomas
and joked about it.  They were amazed that I was cool with everything as we
bounced in the small waves, watching as Cade and Tomas made out,, Cade nude
and hard. Tomas was kissing him and had his hand wrapped aroud Cade's dick
underneath the towel, but it was parted open where I could see. I had
trouble keeping my eyes off of it and didn't really try.

	"You ought to come back with us to Island House" I said.  "We can
hang out in the pool naked. Make fun of Tomas and Cade"

	Hasan assured me that making fun of Tomas was their routine sport.

	"We wanted to check it out, see what it was like.  Island House has
a reputation but we are staying at the Westin.  Do they have guest passes"

	"Yeah, but you'll be our guests.  No change for that"

	As hard as it was to believe, as heated as things were on the boat,
it got hotter in the pool.  Tomas was all over Cade once they made it in
the water.  I fetched drinks for everyone and got in myself, also naked of
course.  I got in and watched, making a few snide coments along with Hasan
and Peter. But I was pretty turned on by Hasan particularly and I let my
hand rest on his ass.  He doesn't stop me.

	"He must get you into some situations" I say

	'You don't know.  He does" Hasan says.

	'Not that we mind" Peter says getting closer to me.  ""We meet
ineresting people"

	I smile.  I suppose this the way this goes.  Cade gets Tomas and I
get Hasan and Peter.  I'm okay with that.  Peter isn't great but Hasan is a
honey.

	"And since you're not boyfriends, there is no jealousy" I said

	"We are not boyfriends" Hasan said "but we...."

	"Play together?"  Peter added, completng the snetence.

	"Ah huh" I say. Tomas is whispering in Cade's ear.

	Cade comes over to me, trailing Tomas.  "Let's all go to the red
room, Dad.  We can have some fun"

	So a man is not supposed to be in an orgy with his son.  He's not.
I'm not.  But I am.  That is sure as fuck is gong to be what I do.  I won't
touch him, won't have sex with him, but we will be doing it in the same
space with the same people at the same time.  We will. We all went by my
room and got a generous supply of lube and then we all paddled ino the red
room, all five of us naked.  Hasan was in front of me and I admit I was
half hard looking at that sweet brown ass.  In fact, I had to reach out and
touch it, grabbing a big handful of firm ass. He turned and smiled.

	Peter, behind me, tapped me on the shoulder. "It is wild" he said
"A father and a son together like this"

	I shrugged and smiled, playing it off.  But we've come a long ways
the last couple of days and I am not heistant, not like I was, and I am a
bit turned on to see Cade and Tomas really hook up.  Both are fine as hell.
We crash through the plastic slats guarding the entrane to the red room,
Cade leading the way, and it was empty but for the five of us but that made
a crowd. Tomas was all over Cade in the instant we got there.  Tomas is a
bit shorter than his lover but Cade took him in his arms, their uncut cocks
pressed against them.  Peter kisses me first but it is Hasan I want but, as
I kiss the tall Dane, the Indonesian honey sinks to his knees and I feel
his mouth on my manhood.  Sweet perfection.

	Peter can kiss.  He is lusty too.  Lust and aggression are sexy,
even if he is the least of the three otherwise.  I reach down and stroke
his hard dick, uncut and sticking out, as Hasan services mine, sucking me
and my halls and doing a good job of it.  I look over and Cade is on his
knees, worshipping Tomas's Spanish peen.  He is stroking his own steel hard
dick as he does.

	"Suck that dick, Cade" I say. "Take it down"

	Cade swallows it and, weirdly, I am proud that he is a true queer,
no gag refelx.  And he knows what he is doing with a dick too.  And he is
truned on doing it, another sign of a true queer.  Hasan knows what he is
doing with mine but I want some of his I can't imagine eating pussy but,
boy, I can suck some dick.  I break away from Peter and pull Hasan up. When
I sink to me knees, Peter moves next to his buddy and i have two hard uncut
dicks in my face. That's only fair, I guess.  Both men are unshaved, which
is best, I think, and Peter is better hung.  Although I know for a fact
that the stereotype of Asians isn't neciessarily true, Hasan really isn't
all that well hung. But I bet his dick feels as good as mine does when it
is about to blow a load.

	I go from one to the other -- Peter's longer, thicker tool and
Hasan's more junior sized one -- but the difference in their height is a
little tricky because Peter is long and lanky and Hasan tight and compact
but I get enough of each in to satisfy them.  Peter pushes my head down on
his pole, taking it in and I do it without gaggin.

	:"Suck it Dad, take it down" Cade says.

	So, pretty quick they, all three of them, are lined up in a row and
Cade and I, naked and hard, are down sucking them, Cade taking Tomas and
Peter, and me Hasan and sharing Peter.  Father-son duo.  Cade doesn't seem
to care, he lavishes love on the dicks in front of us.  He's 21 after all,
he ought to be getting all the dick he can.  And they are willing to give
it.  I can't help but admire the kid.  He's hot as hell, of course, trim
and muscular and masculine but also defintiely gay and enthusiastic about
sex.  And he's completely uninhibited.

	Tomas slaps his face with his dick when Cade lingers too long on
Peter's cock.  "Suck it" he says in a heavily accented Spanish accent

	I move over and take that uncut tool, leaving behind the cut cock
of the Indonesian.  But Hasan is less interested in being sucked than
sucking and he wants after my dick, which is an incredible turn on.  I knew
then that Hasan would be the one taking it and I suspected Cade would be
the other.  As Hasan went for my dick, I looked around tand we were no
longer alone.  There were three guys, one old and the other two more of the
silver fox variety, in the room watching us and there was movement in the
hall.  We had no option buit to come here: our rooms were too small for all
five of us toether.  Still, i didn't mind and audience. I did think that
Cade ought to know in case he wanted to bail. I tapped him on the shoulder.

	"Cool" he said when he realized what I was indicating.

	"I'm fucking Hasan" I anounced.  Hasan, for his part was beaming.
He wanted it.

	In the center of the room is a fuck bench.  Perfect height.  Well
planned for a play space.  He drapes himself over it so that I can impale
him doggy style, legs apart.  He doesn't ask that I fuck him with a condom
and I don't offier.  I am facing the rear of the room and I can see Cade
laying back on the benches that line the room, legs up, so that Tomas can
fuck him. Tomas first and then, I suppose, Peter, who is horned up and
hard, stroking it and waiting his turn.  There are more people in the room,
They are milling abour, stroking themselves watching the scene, one or two
boldly trying to join in but being shooed away as gently as possible.  As I
slide my greased up dick in Hasan's hot hole, I see Tomas put his in Cade's
ass.

	Fuck

	Cade stays hard, too, reaching down and grabbing his long tool to
sroke as Tomas poinds his ass.  I push my dick in all the way and let Hasan
get used to it. Then I pukll back, slowly and easily, nice rhythm, let him
enjoy being filled up. Tomas, though, is lusty.  He has needs and he
plunders Cade ass, fucking him hard and violently.  You can hear the
slapping of their bodies rebound in the room, as other men beat their meat
and I hear the gagging noises of blow jobs behind me.  They have to be
runed on by it.

	Cade grunts. "Fuck me, fuck me hard"

	Hasan has his hands down, pulling up balls, his dick soft but
grunting as I slide it in and out.  I know he wants it harder.  I'm turned
on watching Cade take it like he is.  I speed up, banging the South Asian
lovely harder and faster.

	"Oh yes, you fuck me, you fuck me" he called out

	"Hot fucking hole.  You want it harder?"

	"Fuck me, You fuck me hole"

	I pound it.  I grunt as I shove my steel hard dick in his slick hot
ass.  Over the way, Tomas is draped over Cade but I can see his hips
bucking hard as he drives it in wiht an animal fury, like a dog fucking a
bitch.  Peter is waiting, salivateing, to get a rurn.  I reach down and
take Hasan's dick in my slick hand and start jacking him as I band his
hole. He just throws his head back and moans in pure ecstgasy as I pleasure
him, cock and ass.

	"Oh, yeah, don't stop" Hasan says.

	"Oh fuck! Fuck!" I hear Cade call it. "Fuck, fuck, fuck"

	I am stroking and pounding as Hasan gasps and wiggles a bit.  Then,
suddenly, ropes of pure white cream shoot our of his dick.  His torso was
coated with cum.  That set me off. I could barely control myself and had no
desire to.  I drove it in, hard, again and again as the pressure built, as
the pleasure buitl.  Then, one last drive in and I unlaoded in his ass.

	I didn't stay.  I don't know if Peter fucked him or not.  I wrapped
up and got a drink and went upstairs to think about the day by nyself in
the night air on the sundeck.  About an hour later, I went back to the red
room.  He wasn't there.  One of the men told me he had left with the
European trio.  I didn't go look for him.