Date: Sat, 7 Apr 2018 15:47:41 -0400
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: The Fireman's Son, Chapter 41

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 41" {Rob} (MBB oral anal)

Here's the rest of Saturday. I sat down at me computer this morning to
write some on a upcoming chapter and suddenly thought, "I haven't finished
Saturday maybe I could get a step closer to getting Jim and his father
together. So I created a new blank chapter and started writing. I hope you
like it. I think it's hot! Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com.

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The Fireman's Son Chapter 41 – Saturday After the Park

	With a final wave to Greg and Sam, Steve got on his bike and headed
home. While he was pedaling, his phone buzzed. He stopped and
answered. "Hey, buddy. Where are you?" he heard Jim's voice ask.
	"I'm on the way home. I've been at the school and in the park. You
finished with your parents?"
	"Yeah, Mom's gone out to a play and Dad's here working in his
office. We're gonna order in a pizza later. Why don't you come over?  I got
a new game."
	"Okay, but you can come to my house if you want to. . .you know.
My mom won't be home `til late. She's visiting her sister."
	"Fuck yeah! I could use a little of what you're so good at! But,
come over here first. This new game is awesome."
	"Okay, I'm almost there."
	Steve arrived at the Evans' house and went in the back door without
knocking. Mr. Evans was in the kitchen getting a cup of coffee. He was
dressed casually in khakis and a polo shirt, which emphasized his muscular
chest. "Hello, Steve. Jim's looking for you in the front," he said. He
dropped his hand to the front of his pants. "Wish I could take you into my
office and get some of that hot mouth or ass of yours."
	"Me too, sir. Jim wants to show me the new game he bought today."
	"You going to be playing any other games up there?"
	"Probably. Jim said he was horny. Maybe you should take a peak
later on."
	Just then, Jim busted into the kitchen. "Hi, Steve, Dad. I was
looking for you in the front."
	"Yeah, that's what your dad said."
	"Well, I've got a lot of work to catch up on. I'll be in my
office. You boys have fun," Mr. Evans said as he left the kitchen.
	"Your dad is really sexy dressed like that. I don't think I've ever
seen him out of a suit and tie."
	"You little whore. You'd probably like to go in there and give him
a blowjob, wouldn't you?"  After getting fucked by Mr. Evans and his dad
Thursday afternoon, Steve had already mentioned something to Jim about how
sexy he had realized his dad was as the two men were talking over old
times.  Earlier, Steve had also confessed that he was having sex with his
own father and his father's best friend, Mr. Sims. The idea of the younger
boy servicing his father was growing on Jim.
	The two boys went upstairs to Jim's room and spent an exciting hour
or so playing the new video game. Steve could see that Jim's cock was hard
most of the time. Finally, he said, "You want me to take care of that big
thing you got in your shorts?"
	"I thought you'd never ask."
	"Let me go take a leak and I'll see what I can do," Steve said a
trifle loudly as he left the room. He went to the bathroom in the hall
rather than the one connected to Jim's bedroom. All his thoughts
concentrated on his hardon that was about to be taken care of, Jim hadn't
even noticed. Nor did he notice that Steve didn't close the door all the
way when he came back in.
	When Steve returned from the bathroom he told his friend to get out
of his clothes and lie on the bed on his back. "Spread out. I want to make
you feel really good. I want to worship all of you. I'm gonna give that hot
body of yours a tongue bath," he said as he stripped out of his clothes and
climbed onto the bed to kneel between his friend's outspread legs."
	`Might as well give Mr. Evans a real show,' he thought. He knew
Jim's father could see the bed through the opening he had left in the door.
Jim was so horny, he no longer even thought about his father being in the
house.
	Mr. Evans had left his office door open when he went in and started
working. He could just barely hear the boys laughing and bantering with one
another and the sounds of the game. After he'd been working a good while,
he heard Steve saying he was going to take a leak and then heard the toilet
flushing. After that it was all silence.
	The man got up from his desk and slowly made his way upstairs and
down the hall toward Jim's room. The master bedroom was at the end of the
same hall, so it wouldn't be unusual for him to be going down it. As he got
to the door of his son's room, he found the door ajar. `Smart kid,' he
thought as he looked in.
	There before him was a scene out of a gay porn video. His naked son
was sprawled out on his bed with his equally naked friend on all fours over
him, leaning down and licking all over his lightly-haired chest. The father
watched as his son's friend began to lick and suck on his hardened
nipples. "Oh fuck, Steve. That feels so good," he heard his son moan. "Go
down. I need you on my hard cock."
	"Be patient. I'll get there, but first. . . ," Steve commanded as
he pushed his friend's arms and moved his head to bury his lips in the
curly hairs in the watching man's son's armpit. Mr. Evans could see only
the back of Steve's head, but he could hear his son moaning his pleasure at
what his pal was doing to him. Steve moved to the other pit and gave it a
good washing with his tongue before he moved back to the center of Jim's
chest where he a spent a few minutes licking and sucking on the light mat
of dark hair that was growing there.  Satisfied that he had paid sufficient
attention to his best friend's upper torso, Steve began to move his mouth
down the trail of hairs that grew in the valley that ran down between his
tight abs.
	Mr. Evans could see his son's lower body writhing under the
ministrations of the younger boy. He was surprised and proud as he noted
the thick, muscled thighs with their covering of dark hairs. Hanging
between them he could see the two big testicles in his son's ballsack with
its covering of hair. He could just see the thick base of his son's hard
cock as it sprang from the nest of curly dark hair that the surrounded
it. Jim's legs were slightly raised, his feet flat on the bed as he fucked
up and down, rubbing against Steve's belly, trying to relieve himself as
the younger boy tantalized him with his mouth.
	Mr. Evans reached down and stroked the hardon that was begging for
release from the confines of his trousers. `Shit, that boy is a man! He's
going to be studding all the girls at that school soon, even with that
little cocksucker taking care of him whenever he wants it. I better have
another talk with him, emphasizing protection. We don't want any surprise
grandchildren!'
	Steve slowly made his way down his moaning friend's muscular body
with his kissing, lapping, sucking mouth until he was nuzzling around the
hairy base of the thick pole. He could feel the hard cock rubbing against
his cheek as he licked and chewed on the curly hairs.
	Jim was moaning and begging, "Take it, Steve! Take my cock in your
mouth! Suck me, buddy! Fuck your throat with my big cock! Oh fuck! Suck
meee!"
	Mr. Evans remembered how the boy's mouth had felt on his own
cock. How the tight throat had swallowed and massaged his big cock down
into its depths. He could sympathize with his begging son.  He wanted to
feel that talented mouth and throat on his own big cock.
	Steve slowly licked up the hard, thick shaft until he got to the
big knob at its top. He lapped the slimy surface with his soft tongue,
giving the head soft, sloppy kisses as he sucked out the streaming precum.
	"Oh fuck! Suck it, buddy! Take it in! Take it all in, Steve! Oh
god! Stop teasing me, buddy! Fuck your mouth with my cock!" the writhing
jock begged over and over again.
	The man watching was almost angry at the boy who was causing his
son such exquisite agony. In his mind he could experience the hunger, the
overwhelming desire - need - to be fucking into that warm, wet orifice. To
have his cock buried in that hot hole. All the needs of his youth had been
awakened by his afternoon using the little cock-slut along with his old
friend, the kid's father.
	Slowly, slowly Steve lowered his head down, down the thick stalk,
his lips tightly wrapped around it, his tongue caressing the hot, tightly
stretched skin of his friend's cock until his lips were resting in the
forest of dark curls from which he had begun.
	"Oh god yes! Ooooh goddd!" Jim moaned out as the tight throat
massaged his cockhead and that part of the shaft that was forced down in it
while the tongue continued its caressing of the remaining shaft. "Oooh
suuuck! Oooh suuuck! Sooo goood!"  Steve slowly pulled up and off. "Nooo!
Donnn't stooop!" he begged.
	`Suck him! Suck him, slut! Suck my boy, you teasing little slut'
Mr. Evans was ordering under his breath.
	Then as he watched with staring eyes, he saw Steve rise up higher
and reposition himself over his moaning son.  As a result of this change,
the already aroused man could see his son's hard shaft standing up by
itself from his hairy belly. He could even see the precum's continuous
drooling out of the tip.
	Steve stole a quick glance at the door and then turned back to look
down at Jim. Mr. Evans heard him say to the boy-man below him, "You wanna
fuck?"
	"Fuck? Don't tease me, buddy! Just suck me! Don't tease! You know
we can't do that. What about Dad?"
	"I'm sure it's okay. He said he had a lot of work to do. That he'd
probably be in his office all evening."
	"Mom might come home."
	"You said your mom's at a play. She won't be home `til really
late."
	"Fuck yeah! You got all the answers, you little slut. You really
wantin' my big dick fuckin' up you tight pussy, aren't you?"
	"You know I always want this big cock of yours in my pussy,
buddy. No matter how many other guys fuck me, you know I'll always come
back to you and want you to plug my ass," Steve said as he reached back to
take hold of the base of his friend's cock again and hold it up, making
sure that Mr. Evans got a good look at his son's mancock. He wiggled his
ass, maneuvering it until he had the big mushroom head pressing against his
pussy. The lips were still swollen from the fucks he had already gotten and
they opened up and kissed the big knob as it nuzzled into the still tight
hole.
	With another quick glance at the man standing at the door, Steve
slowly impaled himself on his friend's thick cock, moaning loudly for his
benefit as he went down until he was sitting across Jim's hips.
	"Fuck, Steve! You are so tight! No matter how many chicks I fuck
this tight pussy will always be home for my cock," Jim exclaimed.
	`Fuck! I can't take it any more. I've got to take care of this,'
Mr. Evans thought as he watched Steve rise up, revealing his son's cock
shiny with precum and ass juices, and then plunge down to the hilt. He
ripped his trousers open and, with difficulty, hauled his hard cock out and
began stroking it. His senses were further enflamed by Steve once again
glancing back and grinning as he stared at his friend's father's engorged
cock before he rose up and plunged down, developing a steady fuck rhythm.
	Mr. Evans quickly moved away from the door and quietly stumbled
down the stairs and back into his office. Closing the door, he dropped down
on the leather sofa that stood opposite his desk and proceeded to beat off
until, seconds later, he shot spurt after spurt of hot daddy cream up into
the air. `Fuck! If I hadn't gotten away from there, I don't know what I
would have done – rushed in and shoved my hard cock up alongside my
son's - rammed it into Steve's mouth and fucked his throat while my son
fucked his ass – Shit! That was so hot! I've got to make it happen. John
wants it. I've got to figure out what to say to Jim. Will he be up for it?
John and Steve both seem to think so. Fuck! I hope so!'