Date: Sat, 12 Oct 2019 17:48:11 -0400
From: GH Jock <ghjock8@gmail.com>
Subject: Helping My Step-Son - Chapter 37

Helping My Step-Son

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chapter. I hope you enjoy it and feel it was well worth the wait. It's a
long one, filled with several sexual encounters. Sit back, relax, and
enjoy!

Chapter 37

The boy said, "Wait! Are they real?" He stepped closer to the bed and
looked at the three of us. He said, to Antonio, "You only do this with
real..."

Antonio wrapped his fingers around the bowtie boy's large cock. He said,
"Yeah, they are." He stroked the long dick while he turned to look at me
and Jer. He said, "Guys, this is Giorgio." With a sigh, he added, "My son."

If we had been living in a cartoon, my eyes would have popped out of my
head and my jaw would have dropped to the floor. But this was happening in
the real world. So all I did was stand there staring at Giorgio, trying to
process this new information.

Had Antonio actually said that the sexy, college-aged kid standing next to
him was his son? The kid that was wearing nothing more than a bowtie and a
pair of construction boots? The handsome young man with a lean, muscular
swimmer's build? The cocky kid who had been feeding his long dick to two
daddies in the kitchen? That was Antonio's son?

Jer appeared to be as surprised as I at the revelation that Antonio and
Giorgio were a real father and son couple. He pulled his cock out of
Antonio's ass, slid off the bed and backed up to me. I wrapped my arms
around my young lover's waist, as he covered his softening cock with both
of his hands.

Antonio let out a yelp when Jer withdrew his cock from his tight, hairy
hole. He grabbed a towel and allowed some of Jer's cum to leak out onto it.

Giorgio frowned as he watched Jeremy and me react, especially when my son
hid his teenage cock with his hands. The athletic young man said, "I didn't
mean to scare you." He offered his hand for a shake. "What's your name?"

Jer awkwardly lifted one of his hands to shake it, now using only one hand
to cover his teenage cock. He said, "I'm Jeremy."

Giorgio looked expectantly at me.

I shook his hand. "Clint." His grip was strong. I tried not to look at the
big cock dangling between his legs.

Giorgio released my hand and looked at his father, who was wiping the cum
and lube off his hairy ass. The boy said, "Oh shit! Did you guys cum
already?"

Antonio scoffed. "You know me better than that." He handed the towel to
Jeremy. "I made sure he could cum multiple times before letting him fuck
me."

As Jeremy used the towel to wipe the cum and lube from his cock, I kissed
the top of his head. I felt proud of my young stud.

Giorgio watched me kiss Jeremy's head and gave me a tiny smile. He said to
me, "This group frowns on sex in private." He looked down at Jeremy's
beautiful ass as my boy folded the towel and placed it on the bed. He
added, "But I can see why Dad broke the rules."

I glanced down at Jer's bubble butt and grinned. I said, "Yeah, my son
makes men do things they wouldn't normally do." I cupped one of his butt
cheeks in my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Jer turned around and hugged me. He tilted his head up for a kiss.

I planted my lips on his and placed my other hand on his other butt
cheek. I held my son's ass as I kissed him in front of another father/son
couple. We ended the kiss and I looked over at Antonio and Giorgio. I hoped
to see them holding and kissing one another. But Giorgio was just watching
us, and Antonio was getting dressed.

Giorgio said to us, "You two look really good together." He said to his
father, "Look at 'em, Dad. Don't you think so?"

Antonio stopped dressing long enough to look us up and down. "Of course
they do. Why the hell do you think I fooled around with them?"

Giorgio sighed. "I think they're the hottest real couple we have met."

Jer pressed his chest against mine as I felt my cheeks heat up. We both
liked the compliment, especially since it was coming from such a hot, sexy
couple.

I rubbed my boy's smooth back as I asked, "How many other father/son
couples have you met?"

Antonio picked up Jer's shirt and tossed it to him. "Hurry up and get
dressed, guys. We need to get out there." He then said, "You're our
fourth. Right, Gio?"

Giorgio said, "Fifth, if you believe the red-headed guys."

Antonio said, "I don't believe them. So, I say you're our fourth."

I was shocked to learn that there were so many real father/son couples. I
said, "Really? That many? Do they all live near here?"

Antonio gave a sigh that seemed to indicate he was losing his patience. "I
don't give away personal details of the guys who attend these parties. But,
some men come from pretty far away." He gave me and Jer a stern look. "We
can discuss this stuff another time. What I need right now is to have you
dress so we can go back out there without anyone realizing what we did in
here."

Jer stepped away from me and started to get dressed.

My clothes were on the other side of the bed, so I began walking around
it. When I passed by Giorgio, the young man placed a hand on my chest. He
said, "Don't rush. We can stay behind for a few minutes."

Antonio looked at his son and rolled his eyes. "Damn it, Gio!"

The young Italian stud placed his other hand on my semi-hard daddy meat. He
gave the thick shaft a squeeze and said, "Geez, Dad. I'm the one who came
in to lecture you on staying in here too long. You know I'll be good. I
just want to talk to him for a few minutes. I have questions and I'm sure
he does too."

I placed my hand on Giorgio's smooth ass. It was round and hard. Not as
bubbly as Jeremy's, but still a nice, athletic, young ass.

Antonio glanced at my hand on Gio's ass. He glanced at his son's face,
shook his head, then looked over at Jeremy. He said to my son, "You're
coming with me, right?"

Jer looked at me. The excitement in his eyes told me everything I needed to
know. His earlier fear of being surrounded by other young guys seemed to be
a distant memory. The look in his eyes told me he wanted to go with the
Italian daddy.

I smiled and nodded. I said, "If you want to go, do it. I'll be out in a
minute."

Jer looked at Antonio and smiled gleefully. He dressed quickly. Then he
stepped over to me.

Giorgio took a step back.

My perfect young lover wrapped his arms around me and gave me a kiss. He
rested his head against my neck.

I asked him, "Are you OK now, Baby?"

He nodded and said, "Very OK. I'm excited."

I kissed him again and said, "I love you."

Jer smiled and said, "I love you too, Dad."

Antonio said, "There's no time for romance. You're at an orgy! Come on,
Jeremy."

I slapped Jer's ass as he stepped away and approached Antonio. The
masculine construction boss placed a big hand on my boy's head and said,
"We're going to have a lot of fun." He looked back at me and said, "Besides
me, do you give any other guys permission to touch your boy while we wait
for you to come out to the party?"

For a moment, I considered suggesting Antonio give Jer a bowtie, so he
could have complete freedom. But I held back. I wanted to be there when Jer
experienced the other men at the party. I said, "Dave. He's the only other
guy I know."

Antonio grinned. "Me and Dave sharing this hot little sex pig? Fuck yeah!
This is going to be fun."

Jeremy gave me one final look. His smile was taking up his whole face. He
looked up at Antonio and grinned. As they walked out the door, my son
asked, "Why do you have to get permission from my dad?"

Antonio grabbed Jer's perky bubble butt and said, "Let me explain the
rules..." His voice trailed off as they shut the door behind them.

I was happy that Jer's earlier crisis had ended. As Giorgio stepped next to
me and placed his hands on my body, I was torn between following my son and
getting to know Antonio's son a little more intimately.

Giorgio broke me out of my thoughts by asking, "Your son is what? 15? 16?"
He didn't wait for a response, perhaps because he knew that asking for
details like that was against the rules of the gathering. "How long have
you two been fooling around?"

I placed a hand on his firm ass and said, "About a month now."

Giorgio coughed. "Only a month? Wow!" He played with my balls with one hand
while he stroked my back with the other. He asked, "How did it happen?"

A memory of that first encounter with Jeremy flashed through my mind. I was
not going to tell Giorgio about Jeremy's arrest. I said, "We were alone in
the house one afternoon. We were talking about him being gay. And the next
thing I knew, he was on his knees offering me a blow job."

Giorgio squeezed my dick and said, "That's hot. Had you thought about
feeding him your cock before that day?"

I placed my hand on his youthful, 6-pack abs and lowered it slowly to his
big dick. It hardened quickly in my hand. I looked down at our cocks. The
size difference was noticeable. Although our shafts were the same
thickness, his cock was an inch or so longer, making my 7" dick look small
in comparison. I gave his big dick an appreciative squeeze. I stroked it
and played with the head as I answered, "No, never." I paused a moment as I
remembered what it had been like to feel Jeremy's mouth on my cock for the
very first time. "But I was hooked on him after that day."

Giorgio sighed and pressed his body against mine. He stared down at my cock
as he played with it and my balls.

I asked, "What about you and your dad? When did you start?"

Giorgio grabbed his hardening cock and waved it up and down. At the same
time, he raised his other hand to my shoulders and pressed firmly. He said,
"Get down there and suck my cock while I tell you our story." When I didn't
move, he chuckled and said, "I saw you checking it out. I know you like
it. Go on. I won't tell anyone."

I wanted to chuckle too. He was right about me liking his dick. I had liked
it since I saw it in the kitchen earlier. But he was wrong about me being
concerned about other people finding out that I wanted to suck it. Hell
no. I would suck his cock openly in front of the other daddies and boys. I
was reluctant only because I wasn't sure I wanted to have sex with someone
without Jeremy nearby.

I said, "My boy..."

He pressed down on my shoulder. "Your boy is sucking my dad's dick right
now. He won't care what we do in here." He waved his dick. "Come on... just
suck it for a couple minutes while I tell you how my dad and I started
fooling around."

I dropped to my knees and licked my lips as I stroked his large cock. A
pearl of pre-cum appeared in his piss slit. I licked the salty liquid with
my tongue.

Gio sighed and said, "Yeah, daddy. Suck my big dick." He watched me lick
his cock head for a few moments, then started his story. "I was 14. He
found me on my knees, sucking off a man who worked for him."

My cock jerked as I imagined the scene. I asked, "Who? How? What did your
dad do?" I wrapped my lips around his cock and swirled my tongue over the
head.

He said, "Dad had taken me to work that day. He said he had a big meeting,
so he asked the foreman to show me around the job site. I put on a hard hat
and followed the man around. He said he had to piss, so he took me behind a
shed. He pulled out his dick and pissed. He had an amazing cock. I stared
at it. He shook it dry, then he stroked it and said, 'You like what you
see, kid?' The next thing I knew, I was on my knees sucking that big dick
of his."

I sucked Giorgio's dick into my mouth, taking the first couple inches
inside. It was long, thick and powerful. I stared at the boy's pubic hair
as I focused on not scratching his meat with my teeth.

Giorgio ran his fingers through my hair as he said, "Holy shit. Such a nice
mouth." He tried to push his big dick deeper inside me, but I held it
firmly in place. Each of us exerted our own level of control over the
situation. He moaned and continued his story. "My dad walked around the
corner of the shed. As soon as I saw him, I tried to escape. But
Horace--that's the foreman--held me in place. I struggled to get free, but
then my dad said, 'Calm down, Gio. Finish what you were doing.'"

I took another couple inches of Giorgio's long dick into my mouth. It had
to have been nearly 9" long; I could only take about half of it. Giorgio
rubbed the top of my head and said, "That's alright daddy. Most people
can't get the whole thing in their mouth. But I'll bet your ass can take it
all."

I coughed and pulled my mouth off his hard cock. I shook my head, "Nah,
that's not gonna happen."

He looked down at me and said, "Ah I see. Only a top, eh?"

I nodded as I slid my hand under his balls and ran a finger over his warm
hole.

Gio grabbed my hand and held it firmly in place. He asked, "Do you want to
fuck me?"

My body trembled as I looked up at the handsome Italian jock. I wanted
nothing more than to push my cock into his young ass. I said, "Hell yeah, I
do! But we can't. We have to go out there."

Gio chuckled and said, "I wasn't offering my ass to you. I was just
confirming my suspicions about you." He pulled my hand from under his balls
and pressed me upward.

I maintained my hold on his large dick as I stood.

He grabbed mine as soon as it was in reach.

As I stroked his college-aged dick, I said, "Sorry. I just assumed you
liked to get fucked."

Gio stroked my thick meat and said, "Don't apologize. Most of the boys here
just want to get their asses full of daddy dick." He reached around and
grabbed my butt cheeks with his free hand. "But I'm not a typical boy." He
slid his hand into my crack and rubbed a finger over my hole.

I flinched. His finger felt good on my sensitive hole. But I wasn't sure
what his intentions were. I suspected he might want to try to fuck me, just
to prove that he could.

Gio smiled and pulled his hand back. "Oh yeah, a total top." He studied my
shaft and said, "You're making me want to get fucked. Maybe I'll let you
before the night is through." He turned around and pressed his ass against
my hard dick. He said, "Maybe you can fuck me while my dad fucks Jeremy."

I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him tight against me. I
wanted to slide my cock down to his hole and to let in slip inside. But I
had to be content with rubbing it up and down his crack.

Gio chuckled as he pressed his ass against my cock. He said, "So, you wanna
hear the rest of our story?"

I kissed his neck as I grabbed his big, hard cock again. "Yeah, please."

Gio turned around and faced me. Pressing our cocks together, he said, "I
sucked Horace off, then my father took his place. As he pushed his cock
into my mouth, he high-fived Horace. Then my dad said, 'I told you this
would work. I knew my boy was a cocksucker.'"

I sighed deeply and felt my cock twitch. In my mind, I pictured the moment
that Gio wrapped his lips around his father's cock for the first time. I
imagined what it must have been like for Horace to see a boy on his knees
sucking his father's dick. I imagined what it was like for Giorgio to taste
his father's cock for the first time. And I imagined what it was like for
Antonio to watch his Italian meat disappear into his teenage son's
cocksucking mouth.

Gio looked me in the eye and said, "It was all a set up. My dad had
suspected I liked cock, and Horace had offered to help him find out. There
hadn't been any big meeting. That just had been the excuse to get me alone
with Horace. And pulling out his dick and pissing in front of me--that had
been part of their plan. They knew if I was a cocksucker, I wouldn't be
able to resist his big dick." Gio squeezed my thick meat. He said, "And
they were right. I can't resist a big dick."

I was tempted to kiss the young man. I looked at his lips and wanted to
press mine against them. Time stopped for a split second as we both seemed
to be moving into a kiss.

But Gio broke the embrace and took a half step away from me. He said,
"Let's get out there."

I nodded and reluctantly let go of him. As I retrieved my clothes, I asked,
"So have you guys been a couple ever since?"

Gio answered dismissively. "We're not a couple. We have sex
together... often. But we're not boyfriends or anything."

I was disappointed to hear that. I had hoped that, if we ever met another
father/son pair, they would be experiencing the same thing that Jeremy and
I were. We weren't just fuck buddies. We were in love.

Giorgio asked, "Are you guys a couple? I saw you kiss each other. And the
way you looked at each other."

I pulled my shirt on and said, "Yeah. We are. Initially, we were just
having sex. But it has become so much more." It felt both awkward and
liberating to talk to someone else about my relationship with my son. I
hoped to be able to talk to Giorgio and Antonio more about our
relationships after the gathering.

Giorgio was standing beside the bed, watching me dress. His softening cock
was resting against his leg. Pre-cum was leaking from the piss slit onto
his skin. I wanted to get on my knees and lick his leg clean. I told myself
to be patient. We'd be able to fool around again once we were back out with
the others.

Giorgio asked, "Does your wife know about you two?"

I shook my head. "No. God no!"

He stepped up to me and adjusted my shirt. He asked, "Are you going to
leave her so you can be with him?"

The question shocked me. I couldn't believe how direct he was being. I also
couldn't believe that he was asking me a question that I wanted to
avoid. Would I leave Beth for Jeremy? Was that where this was going? I
reminded myself that I had decided to enjoy the summer with Jeremy, but
that when he returned to school, I would resume encouraging him to find
someone he could date. Someone who could give him the commitment, the life,
the future I couldn't give him.

Of course, if I left my wife--as Giorgio was suggesting--I could give
Jeremy all of that. It sounded so easy. And yet it was so difficult, so
complicated, so impossible.

I shook my head. "No. No. It's more complicated than that. I can't... he
needs to find..." I couldn't finish the thought.

Giorgio smirked and nodded. "Yeah, it's crazy to think that a father and
his son could fall in love, make a life together, live happily ever after,
and all that crap."

I felt a wave of sadness wash over me. I had hoped the first father/son
couple that we met would show us that it was possible to beat the
odds. They would show us that we could break down all the barriers and
spend a lifetime together as a couple. But it appeared that Giorgio and
Antonio's relationship wasn't even based on romantic love at all. If
Giorgio's portrayal of it was accurate, it was based solely on sexual
desire.

The hopeless romantic in me had to know for sure. I asked, "So, your dad
and you... no romance at all?"

He waved his hands dismissively and said, "Of course not. We're just having
sex." He stepped toward the door. "I don't need an old man like him tying
me down." He wiped the pre-cum from his leg and from the tip of his big
dick. "After I get my degree, I'm going to get married and start a family
of my own."

I gave him a look that conveyed my skepticism.

He avoided looking in my eyes as he said, "You ready? Let's get out there."
He opened the door and stepped through.

I took a deep breath and followed him out. Giorgio shut the door and locked
it.

I watched Giorgio's smooth ass as I walked behind him down the
hallway. When we reached the end, I saw a group of guys standing next to
the pool table. Someone was bent over the table and a large man was fucking
his ass. Two guys were standing next to them cheering them on. As we
stepped closer, I recognized the guy who was doing the fucking. It was the
bouncer who had let us into the house. I laughed at myself for having been
self-conscious about the bouncer's opinion of us. It appeared that part of
the man's payment was a tight boy-ass to fuck.

I was curious about the boy, so I stepped closer to them. What I saw
confused me. The person bent over the pool table was wearing a high school
cheerleading uniform. Sweater, skirt and all. For just a moment, I thought
it was a girl. But then I saw his thick legs and realized it was a young
man.

I looked up at the bouncer. He flashed his eyes at me and said, "If you
ever wanted to fuck a cheerleader, now's your chance." He pulled his cock
out of the boy's ass. It was thick, just like the rest of his body. He
pushed it back in and the boy cried out. The bouncer said, "Ah yeah. Nice
and tight. You're gonna love it." He pulled the skirt up and revealed the
boy's smooth bubble butt. "Look at that. So fuckin' sweet."

My mind reacted with distaste, but my cock reacted with desire. I wasn't
sure how I felt about fucking a boy that was dressed up like a girl. But I
definitely did like the fantasy of fucking a cheerleader. I thought about
Lisa--Jeremy's best friend and Hector's ex-girlfriend--and imagined her
bent over a pool table giving up her pussy to a room full of men. Whenever
I saw her in her cheerleading outfit, I got aroused. But this... this
bubble butt boy with a cheerleading outfit on... this was turning me on in
ways I had never imagined.

I made a mental note to find the cheerleader again later. I wanted to find
Jeremy before anything else.

I turned and realized that Giorgio had walked away from me. I wasn't sure
where he had gone. For a moment, I felt a sense of panic. I was all alone
in a house full of strangers. I needed to find Jeremy quickly.

I started heading toward the main room. The scene had changed while Jer and
I were in the bedroom with Antonio. No one appeared to be holding back
anymore. Several men were naked, and their hard dicks were in the hands,
mouths, or asses of younger guys. Noah--Dave's Polynesian boy toy--was on
his knees in front of the couch, sucking the dick of a man seated on
it. Another man was standing at Noah's side, fingering his hole.

I felt a rush of lust and was tempted to step up to the young muscle
stud. But my desire to find Jeremy was stronger. I would approach Noah
after I confirmed that my son was OK.

I stepped further into the room and saw Jeremy. His back was to me. He was
with Antonio and Dave, who were standing facing me. Jer's shorts were
pulled down past his ass cheeks, allowing everyone in the room to see his
perfect bubble butt.

Jeremy was kissing Dave while jacking the man's curved, 8+" cock. Dave was
running a hand through my son's blond hair as he enjoyed the hand job and
the kiss.

Antonio had his hands on Jeremy's butt cheeks. He was spreading them and
running a finger over my son's tiny boy hole. He was flashing his eyebrows
at two men who were standing near them. They were watching the scene while
they jacked their cocks. Antonio said, "Look at this sweet hole,
guys. Who's gonna ask his daddy for permission to fuck it?"

One of the guys raised his hand. The other guy reached out to touch
Jeremy's smooth ass. Antonio blocked him from doing so. He said, "You know
the rules, Glenn. He's not wearing a bowtie, so you gotta get permission to
touch him."

The man named Glenn pulled his hand back and said, "But he's so... damn!
That's a beautiful boy."

Antonio looked up and saw me. He yelled, "Clint! Get your ass over here!"

Jeremy stopped kissing Dave and turned to look at me. He gave me a huge
smile.

I smiled at my horny, young lover as I approached him and the men who were
gathered around him.

Glenn said to me, "Are you this boy's daddy?" He didn't wait for a response
before continuing, "Please, buddy. I gotta touch that ass of his. It's so
fucking perfect."

Jer turned his head toward the man. After checking him out, he turned to
face me and nodded enthusiastically.

I looked back at Glenn and realized why my son wanted me to give him
permission. The man was a sexy mother fucker. He was about 6' tall with a
very professional look. He was dressed in a business suit. He had an
all-American preppy look with blond, perfectly-cut hair. He had a dark tan
and a lean body, accentuated by his tailored suit. His cock appeared to be
about as long as mine, maybe a little over 7". It had a big head, similar
to Ryan's.

I flashed my eyebrows at the sexy man and said, "Go for it."

Glenn jumped into action. He placed his hands on my boy's ass. He played
with Jer's bubble cheeks for a few moments before pushing his fingers into
the crack. He said something and Jer nodded. He went to his knees behind my
boy, grabbed his butt cheeks and spread them. He whistled loudly and
exclaimed, "That's a pretty hole!" He licked his index finger and pushed it
into Jer's tiny opening. He then pulled it out and replaced it with his
tongue.

I was about to step closer to my boy, but I was waylaid by Kurt, the bowtie
boy who had served beers to me and Dave earlier. He stepped in front of me
and said, "Hey, sexy daddy. I've been looking for you. Have you made up
your mind about fucking me?" He grabbed my hand and placed it on his
lightly-hairy ass.

Just like I had done earlier, I cupped his ass cheek in my hand. I slipped
a finger into his crack and found his moist ass lips. My cock began
chubbing.

Kurt ran a hand through his blond hair and winked at me. He pressed his
butt against my hand and said, "I hope that means you want it." He placed
his hand on my crotch. When he had done so earlier, it had been completely
soft. But this time, my cock was hardening. He squeezed it a few times and
said, "Oh yeah. Nice thick daddy dick. Can I be the first to see it
tonight?"

I was about to correct him by saying that Giorgio and Antonio had already
seen it. But I remembered that I had to keep up the lie that we hadn't had
sex in private. I pushed my finger tip into his warm hole. It slipped in
easily due to the coating of lube that was already on it. It felt good. I
wanted to fuck this boy.

Feeling self-conscious about starting a sexual encounter without Jeremy, I
glanced toward my son. I realized quickly that he was in his own world of
sexual bliss. He was stroking Dave's cock while pressing his ass against
Glenn's probing tongue. He had his own tongue deep inside Dave's mouth.

I turned my attention back to Kurt. I wiggled my finger in his hole and
said, "You sure can."

Kurt squeezed my bulge, making my cock harden even more. He began to squat
down.

Before he could do so, I asked, "What about your daddy? Where is he?"

Kurt continued to squat. He said, "I'm wearing a bowtie, so you don't need
his permission." He gestured toward Glenn and said, "He's that one. In the
suit. The one shoving his tongue up your boy's ass."

I looked at Glenn and grinned.

Kurt licked the pre-cum from my cockhead and said, "Yum. You a multi-load
man? Or can you only cum once a night?"

I shrugged. "Depends on the night. But usually only once."

Before swallowing my cock, he said, "OK. I'll try not to make you cum. But
I can't make any promises." He winked at me as my shaft disappeared into
his mouth and down his throat.

My knees buckled. I hadn't expected him to suck me all the way down in one
try. I looked at his pink lips wrapped around my thick shaft. He was a
talented cocksucker. I watched him for a few moments, then I looked over at
Jeremy.

My son had bent over slightly and now was sucking Dave's 8+" cock while the
red-headed chef nibbled on Antonio's nipple. With one hand, Jeremy was
stroking Antonio's cock. With the other hand, my horny son was pressing
Glenn's head against his ass.

I looked around and saw that a few more men were watching my boy. Two were
jacking their dicks, aiming them over my son's back. The third was an
Hispanic man with the torso of a bodybuilder. His pecs and arms were big,
round masses of man meat. He was seated on a barstool. He had his arm
around a petite Asian boy who was stroking the man's uncut, 9" cock while
sucking on one of his nipples. The man cradled the boy's ass while he
stared down at Glenn rimming Jeremy's beautiful butt. There was no doubt in
my mind that the man was waiting for permission to fuck my young stud.

I looked toward Antonio, who gave me a smile and a wink. He said, "We've
been waiting for you. Your boy has several admirers."

I glanced down at Glenn, who now was rubbing Jer's hungry hole with his
thumb. I checked out the men who were jacking their cocks over my son's
back. I admired their dicks and their low-hanging balls. I looked over at
the Hispanic bodybuilder, who flashed his eyebrows at me the moment I
looked into his eyes. Then I looked around and saw the other men who were
watching us with interest. I felt my skin tingle as I enjoyed the idea of
so many men lusting after my son.

Kurt released my cock from his mouth and put it on display by lifting it
with his index finger. He said, "Look at this, Glenn. Doesn't it look like
the soldier's cock from last weekend?"

Glenn held his thumb against Jeremy's tiny, pink opening as he reached over
to grab my hard cock. He gave it a couple strokes. He said to Kurt, "Yeah
it does. You gonna let him fuck you, just like that soldier?"

Kurt said, "Hell yeah." He looked up at me and winked.

Glenn said to me, "I'm gonna fuck your boy." He slapped Jer's butt and
said, "I can tell he wants it real bad."

Jer's mouth was filled with Dave's cock. But he moaned loud enough to be
heard and pressed his bubble butt against Glenn's hand.

I smiled and said, "Yes, he does. Go for it. That's what I brought him here
for."

Glenn slapped Jeremy's ass again. He said, "Your ass is hungry. Isn't it,
you little slut?"

I winced. I didn't like hearing people call my son names. I wanted to
defend him, to tell Glenn he had no right to speak offensively to my
lover. But Jeremy pulled his mouth off Dave's long cock and said, "Yes,
sir. Please give it to me." I relaxed, understanding that Jeremy wasn't
being offended. The name calling was part of the fun. This was a daddy/boy
orgy. The dads were big studs, the boys were little sluts.

Glenn slapped Jer's bubble butt twice this time. He said, "All you young
boys are the same, aren't ya? Horny for daddy dick." He winked at
Kurt. "Isn't that right, Kurt?"

Kurt turned around and got on all fours. He was parallel to Jeremy. His
head was beside Dave's leg and his ass was pressed against my leg. He said,
"Yeah. We like giving you what your wives won't."

I glanced down at Glenn's hand and saw for the first time that he was
wearing a wedding ring. I wondered for a moment if he and Kurt were another
real father and son couple. But Glenn's following few statements made me
realize they weren't.

Glenn looked at my wedding ring and asked me, "You have a son?"

I nodded, being very careful not to look at Jeremy.

Glenn said, "Me, too. If I found out that a man was fucking one of my sons,
I'd beat the crap out of him." He chuckled. "That's fucked up, isn't it?"

A month prior, I would have agreed with his outrage at the idea of any man
fucking my son. But my mindset had changed since the day that Jeremy opened
my eyes to his sexual side. He had shown me how much he loved pleasing
men. How much he loved giving his ass to them. How much it turned him on to
know that a man desired his body. No, when I saw a man enjoying my son, I
didn't want to beat the crap out of him. I wanted to watch him give my son
what he craved. I wanted to watch Jer become overwhelmed with sexual
pleasure as he enjoyed the feeling of a man inside him.

Glenn was about to shove his daddy dick into my boy's tight, warm hole. And
that idea thrilled me. But I couldn't tell him that. I had to maintain the
story that Jeremy was just some slutty young boy with whom I fooled around.

I laughed and said, "Yeah, completely fucked up. Hopefully these boys' dads
will never find out what we're doing to them." I glanced over at
Antonio. He grinned at me.

Jeremy exhaled loudly as he released Dave's long dick. Without missing a
beat, he shifted over to Antonio's thick, 7" cock. He wrapped his lips
around it and swallowed it whole.

Dave side-stepped toward me and Kurt. He lifted the young athlete's head
and smacked his face with his 8+" cock. I flashed my eyebrows at the diner
chef as he pushed that big dick past Kurt's pink lips and into his warm,
wet mouth.

I fingered Kurt's hole as I watched him suck my red-headed buddy. I knew
how good he was making Dave feel. Even though he was college-aged, I still
found it amazing that he was such a talented cocksucker. How did these kids
get so much experience at such a young age?

Dave saw me staring at Kurt in contemplation. He said, "Earth to Clint! You
gonna fuck that ass? Or just finger it all night?"

I blushed as I looked up at him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that
Jeremy had stopped sucking Antonio's dick long enough to look up at me. I
felt that all eyes were now on me, expecting me to fuck Kurt.

Dave reached over, placed his hand on my neck and pulled me toward
him. When I leaned in, he gave me a big, wet kiss. His tongue slid past my
lips and found mine. He pulled off and whispered, "Don't be shy, buddy. You
want to fuck him. Do it! Don't let the crowd make you nervous."

I chuckled and bit his lower lip. I said, "I'm not shy about fucking in
front of people."

Jeremy laughed.

I looked down at him and smiled. My son knew how much of an exhibitionist I
was. I turned back to Dave and said, "I'm just taking it all
in. This... this gathering... is awesome!"

Dave and I kissed again, then I got to my knees behind Kurt. I ran my hands
over his athletic ass, enjoying its firmness. It wasn't as bubbly or as
smooth as Jeremy's, but it was turning me on nonetheless. I spread his
cheeks and saw his hairless hole. It was shiny from sweat and lube. The kid
was ready to be fucked at a moment's notice.

I lowered my head and stuck out my tongue. I ran it down his crack until I
reached his hole. I slid my tongue into his opening and felt a rush of
excitement as I tasted his ass for the first time. I began eating his hole
like a mad man. I shoved my tongue as deep inside as I could. I pulled it
out and licked the outside. I pursed my lips and kissed it. Then I returned
to eating it. Rimming a nice ass was one of life's greatest pleasures. I
could barely contain my desire to enjoy Kurt's.

When I came up for air, I looked to my side and saw that Glenn was
finger-fucking Jer's ass. He looked over at me and said, "Let's fuck them
together." He reached down and grabbed a large bottle of lube. He spread it
on his cock and on Jeremy's ass, then he handed the bottle to me. I applied
some to my hard prick and to Kurt's sweet hole. Glenn and I nodded at one
another, grabbed the boys' hips, lined our cocks up to their holes, and
pressed forward.

Jeremy and Kurt pulled their mouths off Antonio's and Dave's cocks and
arched their backs. They moaned loudly as they received our hard daddy
dicks.

I glanced over at my son and smiled; I knew he was in heaven. I then
focused on Kurt and the tight, warm, silky sensation of his anal walls. I
shuddered as I slid my thick, 7" cock into him. I tried to follow my
brother's advice by going as slowly as possible. Kurt's ass was unfamiliar
to me. I wasn't sure how much he could take. But within seconds, I knew the
kid was just as talented at getting fucked as he was at sucking cock. He
sat back on my dick, taking it all in one motion, and began rocking back
and forth, fucking himself on it.

I held onto Kurt's hips and cried out. "Holy fuck!"

Glenn did the same with Jeremy, saying, "Oh shit, oh shit. This kid's hole
is exquisite!" He lifted his hand for a high-five. I gave it to him.

We were two daddies fucking one another's boy. It was very hot. But it
would have been even hotter if Kurt had been Glenn's real son, not just a
random boy he fucked on the side. With that thought in mind, I proceeded to
fuck Kurt while I looked around for Giorgio. I hoped that at some point,
Antonio and I could fuck our boys... our sons... right next to one another.

Glenn slapped Jeremy's bubble butt as he rammed his hole hard. He said, "Oh
yeah, you little fucker. You know how to make a grown man feel good, don't
ya?" He thrust a few more times into my son's beautiful ass and said,
"Shit, boy! How old are you? 15? 16? And you already know how to get
fucked?" He turned to me and said, "Jeez, bro. Are you the lucky man who
took this boy's cherry?"

I looked lovingly at my son, catching his eye as he looked over at me. I
licked my lips and said, "No, some other man had that privilege before me."
I winked at my son, hoping that he would tell me about his first time very
soon. I was dying to know who the lucky man had been and how it had felt
for Jeremy to take a cock up his ass for the first time.

I grunted as my cock reached a deep spot in Kurt's athletic ass. I asked
Glenn, "What about you? Were you the first to fuck this tight ass?"

Glenn opened his mouth to answer, but Kurt spoke up first. "Yeah, he was my
first. He just pushed it right in without asking."

I gave them both a questioning look.

Glenn shook his head and smirked. "He was sucking cock in a public
restroom. He flashed his bare ass at me. I thought it was an
invitation. How the hell was I supposed to know he hadn't been fucked
before?"

Jeremy and I looked at each other and smiled. It was nice to meet more guys
who were into public sex.

Glenn slapped Jer's ass and said, "Oh yeah. I love fucking slutty young
boys."

Jer and Kurt looked at each other and flashed their eyebrows. They had
something in common.

For the next several minutes, we were silent. We focused on the business of
fucking the young men on their knees in front of us. Kurt's ass felt
amazing. Warm and tight. It hugged my hard shaft as I slid it in and out. I
ran my hands up and down his back. His skin was soft and just like Jer, he
had a noticeable tan line. He apparently wore a speedo when he took sun
because the lines perfectly framed his small, athletic ass. I pulled the
straps of his jock strap to the side so I could get a perfect view of his
pretty white butt cheeks.

Twice in the next few minutes, I came close to shooting. I was surrounded
by hot, horny men. My son was being fucked by a relative stranger and was
sucking the man he himself had fucked only a half hour before. I was
fucking a cute college-aged kid who was sucking our red-headed buddy from
the diner. The entire situation had me over-stimulated.

I couldn't allow myself to cum too soon. I pulled out, preparing to
apologize to Kurt for needing to take a break.

But he didn't wait for an explanation. As soon as my cock was out of his
ass, he turned around and offered his hole to Dave. As the diner chef slid
his long, thin cock inside the college kid's hole, Kurt wrapped his lips
around my dick and gave it one final suck. He cupped my balls in his hand
and said, "Thanks for the great fuck. Whoever gets this load is a lucky
guy!" He closed his eyes and moaned as Dave rammed his cock all the way
inside his young ass.

I stood up and surveyed the scene. Glenn was still enjoying Jer's tight
hole. Antonio was keeping my son's mouth busy. The Hispanic man with the
huge pecs was still holding onto the nipple-sucking Asian boy while
stroking his big, uncut dick. The men with the low-hanging balls were still
jacking off while watching Antonio and Glenn use my boy.

A loud grunt caught my attention. I looked toward the sound and saw that
Noah was still on his knees sucking the dick of the man seated on the
couch. The man who had been fingering his ass earlier now was on his knees
behind Noah, with his dick buried deep inside his brown, Polynesian ass. He
was grunting and exclaiming, "Oh yeah, boy! Filling you up!"

I gave my cock a squeeze. I wanted to be the next one to fuck Noah. I
glanced over at Dave, feeling like I needed his permission. He was looking
at my cock and licking his lips. I was torn. I badly wanted to fool around
with Dave too. But he was busy fucking Kurt, and at that very moment, my
mind was focused on fucking Noah's big brown ass.

I wanted to laugh. When had my biggest dilemma become choosing which sex
partner to play with first? Hell! How had it become a dilemma at all?

Dave looked into my eyes and grinned. He looked over at Noah and said, "Go
for it, buddy. That boy's hole has been twitching from the moment he met
you in the parking lot. He's too shy to tell you, but he wants to ride your
thick piece of meat."

A dollop of pre-cum dribbled out of my piss slit. I looked down at my
son. I was feeling odd about stepping away from him.

Jer looked over at me, his mouth and ass still full of daddy dick. He
pulled his mouth off Antonio's dick long enough to say, "Noah? Do it!" He
sucked Antonio's thick, Italian dick back into his mouth.

As I began to walk toward the couch, Antonio stopped me. "Ahem! Clint. You
gonna give anyone else permission?"

I looked at the men who were waiting for permission to touch my son. I
glanced down at Jeremy, once again trying to let him make the decision. But
this time, my boy wasn't responding. He appeared to be too lost in
cock-lust to realize what was happening around him.

I nodded. "You guys have permission to touch my boy. Be good to him."

This Hispanic muscle man nodded but didn't make a move. The two guys with
low-hanging balls both knelt beside Jer, pulled up his shirt, and began
running their hands all over his body. One was a nicely-muscled man in his
mid-30s. He was bald and had a thick black moustache--the kind that men
wore in the 70s. He was about 5'10" tall, and his body was smooth all
over. His cock was about 7.5" and was average thickness. The other man was
a bit more nondescript. He looked like your typical suburban dad. He was in
his early 40s, 6' tall, with thinning brown hair. He was clean-shaven, with
average looks. His body was not muscular, but he wasn't exactly out of
shape. His chest, arms, and legs we moderately hairy. There were two things
about him that made him stand out, however. He had bright blue eyes and a
long dick, comparable to Nick's 9.5" monster cock. He swung that huge slab
of meat back and forth, making it smack against my son's smooth torso.

For a moment, I felt the urge to stay behind and to watch out for Jer's
safety. But Antonio gestured toward Noah and said, "Get that boy's ass
before someone else does."

Trusting that Antonio would watch out for Jeremy, I walked toward the
couch. I was on a mission to experience Noah's muscular, young body.

The man who had just unloaded inside Noah's ass was catching his breath as
he squeezed out the last drops of cum from his shaft. He scooped the white
liquid up with his index finger and pushed it into the boy's hole. He
looked at me, his eyes going first to my hard dick, then to my eyes. He
grinned and nodded as he stood up and gestured toward the Polynesian stud's
ass. It was a gesture that said, 'Next,' or 'He's all yours.'

I nodded my thanks as I reached out and caressed Noah's smooth ass. I ran
my fingers over his round butt cheeks and slid them into his warm crack. I
spread his cheeks and saw his hairless brown hole. I shivered all over as I
realized I would be inside it soon, experiencing it just like the man next
to me had.

As if listening to my thoughts, the man said, "It's beautiful, isn't it? I
look forward to fucking it every time I come to these parties." He wiped
the post-cum leaking from his cock head. "I tell myself, 'This is the time
I'm going to fuck another boy's ass.' But then Noah arrives and winks at
me, and it's all over." He slapped Noah's ass and said, "Isn't that right,
you little tease?"

Noah turned to look at us. He smiled at the man next to me. Then he looked
at me and appeared to realize for the first time that it was I who was
rubbing his ass. He grinned and lowered his eyes for a moment. He looked
back up at me with that perpetual look of shyness, mixed with flirtation,
and a little bit of empty-headedness. Not to say that he was a stupid or
uneducated kid. But it seemed like he was perpetually high on
marijuana. Like he was lost in his mind and having a delayed reaction to
everything that was going on around him. It was odd, but very endearing.

He looked at my cock for a few moments then said to me, "I'm not a tease."
He turned around and knelt in front of me.

I looked over at the man he had been sucking. He was holding his 7" cock
while watching Noah abandon him for me. I felt guilty. I hadn't intended to
take Noah away from him. In fact, I had hoped to fuck the young muscle stud
while he sucked the man's cock. But it appeared that Noah had forgotten
about him as soon as he saw me.

I shrugged apologetically toward the man.

He shook his head and said, "It's all good, man. I was checking out your
boy anyway. May I?"

I glanced over at Jeremy. Glenn was no longer fucking him. Instead, the
man's cock hung limply as he ran a finger up Jer's crack and pushed it
inside his hole. I was pretty sure he had blown his load and was making
sure every drop made it inside my boy's ass. Jeremy was stroking Antonio's
cock while saying something to the suburban dad with the dick as big as
Nick's. My horny son placed a hand on his perfect bubble butt, rubbed the
remnants of Glenn's cum all over his cheeks, then pushed his index finger
into his tight hole. The entire time, his eyes were locked on the suburban
dad's eyes. He was inviting the man to be the next one to enjoy his
boy-hole.

Glenn stepped aside as the other man accepted my teenage lover's
invitation.

I smiled, knowing that Jeremy was enjoying every bit of the attention the
men were giving him.

I turned back to the man Noah had been sucking. He now was standing,
waiting for my response. I said, "Yeah, go for it. Make my boy's night."

The man grinned and headed toward the crowd of horny daddies surrounding my
son and Kurt.

I looked down at Noah.

He was staring at my cock but not touching it. He looked up at me with his
beautiful, big brown eyes. He looked at my cock, then up at my eyes. He
repeated that a few times.

I realized he was waiting for me to give him permission to touch my
throbbing one-eyed monster. I pressed it against his cheek. He sighed and
opened his mouth slightly. I brought it to his lips and traced them with
the head. He remained perfectly still, not daring to wrap his lips around
it or to stick out his tongue to lick it.

Deep down inside, I wanted to pull him into a hug and be sensual with
him. But it was clear he wanted to be submissive. So I ignored my instincts
and focused on playing his little game.

I said, "I hear you've been thinking about my dick all night. Is that
true?"

He stared at my cock head as he nodded. A moment later, he looked up at me
and said, "Yes, sir."

"Go ahead, then. Taste it." I pressed it against his lips.

He opened them, stuck out his tongue and tenderly ran it over my cock head.

A bolt of pleasure traveled up my cock shaft, through my balls, up my torso
and into my head. I had been waiting all evening for this. Dave had said
that Noah's hole had started twitching as soon as the boy met me in the
parking lot. Well, the feeling was mutual. I had been attracted to him from
the moment I saw him exit his car. And now here he was, on his knees
licking my cock. He was so handsome, so hot.

I pushed my dick forward, letting the head slide past his lips. He held his
mouth open and stared up at me. It reminded me of my childhood dog. We
would tease her by placing a treat on her snout but not allowing her to eat
it. She would stare up at us, begging us to give her the sign that it was
OK to eat the morsel. And just like our dog with the treat, as soon as I
nodded at Noah, he wrapped his lips around my cock and swallowed it. He
moaned, as if he had gone hungry for hours and was now eating a delicious
dessert.

I moaned too as I felt his warm tongue slide over my rigid shaft. I felt my
head hit the back of this throat within seconds. Then I felt him open his
throat and take it even deeper. Soon, his lips were right against my
groin. He held it like that for a few moments, then slid it back out,
gasping and wiping the saliva from his lips. He looked up at me and asked,
"Did you already cum?"

At first, I didn't understand why he asked that question. Then I realized
he must have been tasting the lube on my cock. I shook my head and said,
"No, not yet. I want to last a while." I glanced back at Jeremy and saw
that he was getting fucked by the suburban dad with the huge dick. I
thought, 'I want to save this load for my boy.'

Noah said, "It's easier for us. No one expects us to cum."

I turned my gaze back to him. For a moment, I thought his statement had
been a sad one. I thought he was expressing a dissatisfaction with having
to focus on other men's pleasure and not on his own. But when I saw him
staring longingly at my dick, I realized he wasn't sad at all. He simply
was telling the truth. It was easier for him. He could suck and get fucked
all night. But those of us doing the fucking were worthless after we
emptied our balls.

I glanced one more time toward my son. Noah had said 'us.' I knew he had
been talking about Jeremy too. And as I saw the group of men who were
lining up to fuck the love of my life, I envied him. He was going to enjoy
himself no matter what. Even if Jer shot a load, he could still go on. But
I had to be careful to hold back.

Then I saw the man who had just cum in Noah's ass. He was on his knees,
eating Kurt's hole. Despite having emptied his balls, he was still enjoying
himself. I realized then that cumming earlier than expected would not mean
the night was over for me. I could happily spend the rest of the evening
sucking dick and eating ass.

I turned back to Noah and smacked his face with my thick cock. He smiled
and watched it as it swung back and forth. He opened his mouth each time,
hoping to catch it. On the fourth or fifth time, I let him. My cock was
once again inside his warm, wet mouth. I was in heaven.

I unbuttoned my shorts, wanting to take them off so he could have access to
my balls too. As soon as I was shorts-free, Noah wrapped his fingers around
my cum factories and gently played with them. He lifted my cock, traced the
underside of the shaft, then began giving my balls a tongue bath. He
stroked my cock as he licked every inch of my ball sack.

I ran my hands under my shirt and up over my chest and pinched both of my
nipples. I shivered all over as the combined sensation of my nipple play
and Noah's blowjob overtook my body. I sighed as my vision blurred.

A few moments later, I focused again and looked forward. Standing against
the wall directly in front of me was a tall, dark-skinned black man. He was
in his 30s and was completely dressed. Jutting through his fly was his 8"
cock. It was the same color as the rest of his body, though the cock head
at the end of the slender shaft was a few shades lighter. I licked my lips
as I checked it out. Then I looked up at his face. He was a handsome man,
though he was wearing a pair of dark glasses that covered his eyes. The
glasses were in the shape of perfect circles and they had side-rims that
blocked his peripheral vision.

I wondered why he was just standing there all alone, stroking his
cock. Because of his dark glasses, I couldn't figure out where he was
looking. I wasn't sure if he was watching me and Noah, or if he was
watching Jeremy and the men around him, or if he was watching the boy in
the cheerleading uniform getting fucked on the pool table. Whomever he was
looking at, he was enjoying the show. His cock was hard and leaking
pre-cum. Every few seconds, he wiped some of it off the head of his cock
and spread it over his long shaft.

Noah released my cock from his mouth and slurped loudly.

I glanced down at him and he gestured for me to lean down so he could say
something to me. I placed my ear next to his mouth and he whispered, "He
only comes to these parties a couple times a year. And he just watches
until Antonio picks a boy for him."

I asked, "Huh? Why does he wait? And how does Antonio choose the boy?"

Noah rolled my balls around in his hand as he shrugged. "I don't
know. Antonio picked me my first time here." He licked the pre-cum dripping
from my piss slit. "I've never been picked again."

I squatted down so I was facing Noah directly. I looked into his eyes and
said, "His loss. I'll pick you every time."

Noah smiled shyly, stroked my cock and said, "Will you let me sit on your
cock?"

I chuckled. Hell yeah I would let him! I stood up and gave the man in the
glasses a look before I turned my back to him and sat on the couch. My
thick daddy dick was rock hard and jutting upward. I stroked it as Noah
stood. His big bubble butt now was facing me. I placed a hand on it,
squeezing a cheek and running a finger up and down his crack. I found his
warm hole and pushed my index finger inside.

Noah pressed backward on my hand and grabbed my cock. He ground his ass as
he stroked my meat.

I wanted to eat his hole, but I wanted to fuck it more. I removed my finger
from his ass. As soon as I did that, Noah sat down. He lined my cock up
perfectly to his hole and lowered himself onto it. My pecker slid right
in. His ass wasn't loose by any means. It was warm, wet and tight. But it
swallowed my cock without resistance. It felt good.

Noah sat on my lap and began moving his hips around. His soft inner walls
hugged my cock and massaged it as the young Polynesian muscle stud moaned
softly.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and ran them down his arms and back. His
warm, brown skin was extremely soft; it felt like the skin of a baby. But
his large tattoo and thick muscles made it clear I was touching a young
man, not a child. I kissed his neck and gently bit it, eliciting a deep
moan from the horny stud riding my cock.

Noah leaned his head back and said, "So thick. Mmmm...."

I said, "So tight. So good."

For the next few minutes, Noah fucked himself on my cock while I touched
every inch of his torso and kissed his soft skin. Several times, I looked
over at Jeremy and saw that the hung suburban dad was still fucking him
while he sucked and jacked other men's dicks. My son looked so beautiful
when he was enjoying sex.

Someone sat on the cushion to my left. I turned and saw another
teenager--probably 18 or 19 years old. I recognized him as one of the two
college-aged boys who had been sucking a man's dick on the couch earlier in
the night. He had black hair that was shaved on the sides and back. The
hair on the top of his head was pointing straight up, obviously held up by
a strong hair product. He had a masculine face with a strong jaw and a
cleft chin. He sat next to me, then lay across the cushion on his stomach,
resting his elbows on the arm of the couch. His legs were spread, and his
ass was pointed straight at me.

I felt my cock twitch inside Noah's ass and I knew I had just squirted a
hefty amount of pre-cum deep inside him. The black-haired boy's ass was
beautiful. It was small, but perfectly round. Not big and muscular like
Noah's and not naturally bubbly like Jeremy's. It was the shape of a
swimmer's butt. And it was clear he wore a small bathing suit when he
tanned because it framed his smooth butt perfectly. He was offering that
beautiful ass to me and I wanted to touch it.

I reached for his butt, then I stopped. The boy was not wearing a bowtie. I
pulled my hand back and asked him, "Who is your daddy?"

He smiled at me--presumably happy that I was going to ask his daddy for
permission to touch him--and ran his fingers down his butt crack as he
said, "He's with your boy. I'll go tell him you're asking." He rolled off
the couch, spreading his legs and moving seductively, making sure I got a
perfect view of his young hole before he got to his feet and walked toward
Jeremy. He approached the man with the big 1970s moustache, who now was
feeding Jeremy his 7.5" dick. They exchanged a few words and the daddy
looked at me and smiled. He nodded and pushed his boy toward me before
grabbing Jeremy's head and fucking his face.

The boy walked back to the couch, now giving me a view of his front
side. He looked like a swimmer from the front too. Lean and lightly
muscled. Nice arms and pecs and a very small waist. His 7" cock was
chubbing and it swung back and forth over his average-sized balls as he
walked toward me. He saw me looking at his pecker, so he grabbed it and
gave it a few tugs. When he got back to the couch, he lay again on his
stomach, spread his legs, licked his finger and pushed it down his smooth
crack and into his hairless hole.

I placed a hand on his smooth ass and my whole body shivered again. I was
experiencing so much stimulation at once. My cock was buried deep inside an
incredibly sexy, Polynesian boy's muscular ass, and I was touching the
small, beautiful butt of a sexy swimmer. As my finger found the warm, wet
hole, I began breathing heavily. I had to concentrate hard on not losing
control.

Noah pulled off my cock and turned around. He looked at the boy on my left
and grinned. He leaned down and said, "Pace yourself." He licked my ear and
knelt in front of me. He held my cock up while he fondled and licked my
balls. Even though his mouth felt great on my nut sack, he was effectively
calming me down.

The black-haired boy grasped my finger and pushed it inside. As my finger
slid past his tight opening and into his warm hole, he whimpered and looked
at me with lust-filled eyes. His mouth was agape, and his tongue was
peeking out. He nodded and pressed his ass against my finger, causing it to
go even deeper. I felt a rush of desire as I realized how similar to Jeremy
he was. Their looks were very different, but their reaction to having their
holes penetrated was the same.

With that thought, I looked toward my son. The extra-hung suburban dad was
standing and milking drops of cum from his large cock. He was taking the
drops and feeding them to Jeremy. It appeared that my boy had taken his
second load of the night.

As I looked at the man's huge cock, I wondered how deep inside he had been
when he released his daddy load into my son. Jeremy had been disappointed
in himself when he couldn't take all of Nick's huge cock. I hoped my son
had not allowed disappointment to creep in when he tried to take the
suburban dad's monster cock.

The father of the black-haired boy knelt behind my son and began eating his
perfect little hole. I grinned, imagining how much pleasure Jer was getting
from the man's bushy moustache rubbing against his sensitive anus. Then I
salivated as I imagined how much pleasure the man was getting from the
taste of my boy's hole and the cum that surely was lining the inner walls.

It was time for me to eat some ass. I said, "Noah, get up here and show me
your nice hole."

Noah stood up, and I noticed his cock for the first time. It was hard and
peeking out from behind the leather strap hanging in front of it. It was
dark, uncut and about 7.5" long.

With my free hand, I grabbed Noah's cock. It was warm, and the foreskin
rolled over the shaft easily. I looked into Noah's eyes and sensed that he
was waiting patiently for me to finish stroking it. He didn't seem to be
interested in encouraging me to do more. Then I remembered he had said that
he wasn't expected to cum. I wondered if he had also meant that he didn't
care to do so. To test that theory, I released his cock. He didn't hesitate
to turn around and bend over. That was confirmation that he was more
interested in attention to his hungry ass than to his uncut cock.

I was about to place both my hands on his cheeks so I could spread
them. But then I realized that would mean removing my finger from the
swimmer's ass. So I said, "Spread your cheeks for me. Show me the hole I
was just fucking."

Noah placed his hands on his big, muscular cheeks and pulled them
apart. His brown hole appeared. It was darker than the skin around it and
it had that slit-like shape, not the round shape that Jeremy's had. I
placed a finger on it and played with the fleshy folds of skin surrounding
the opening. His hole was slimy with lube and pre-cum. I teased it by
inserting the tip of my finger in and pulling it out. It appeared to wink
at me, as if Noah were trying to catch my finger and pull it deeper inside.

I leaned forward, burying my face in his smooth, warm crack. I stuck out my
tongue and licked his tight opening. He moaned and pressed back against my
face. The taste of his ass was incredible. But, unfortunately, in that
position I couldn't get a good angle. His big butt cheeks were in the way.

Despite not wanting to lose contact with the swimmer's ass, I had to change
positions. I gently pushed Noah away from my face. I removed my finger from
the swimmer's ass. I squeezed his leg and said, "Come here."

The black-haired swimmer sat up and looked at me expectantly.

I placed my hand on the back of his head and pulled his face to mine. I
placed my lips on his and pushed my tongue between them. For a
split-second, I worried he wouldn't want to kiss me. But then his lips
parted, and his tongue touched mine. Oh yeah, I was gonna enjoy this kid.

I got lost in the kiss for a few moments, enjoying the intimate connection
it provided. Then I remembered my true goal. I ended the kiss and said,
"I'm gonna change positions. Please don't go away."

He smiled--a smile that was expressed even in his bright, brown eyes--and
said, "I'm waiting for my turn."

I flashed my eyebrows and wondered how long I could keep from cumming. I
would fuck Noah again, then I would fuck the black-haired swimmer. Then
there was Giorgio, and finally, there was Jeremy. Hell! There might be even
more options before the evening was over. Could I really hold back that
long? Or would I lose control and release my baby batter before I got a
chance to fuck all of them?

I then remembered what Noah had said about pacing myself. Maybe I couldn't
fuck all the boys I wanted to fuck that night. Maybe I'd have to wait until
the next party to fuck some of them. I glanced over at Antonio. He would
make the decision whether or not Jeremy and I would be invited back. I was
hoping we were making a good impression.

As if reading my thoughts, Antonio flashed his eyebrows at me and stepped
away from the crowd around Jeremy and Kurt. He came to the couch and said,
"I hope these boys are giving you a good welcome."

I felt a tingling in my balls as I looked at the host of the party. Antonio
was completely naked, and his 7" cock was hard and jutting forward. I
wondered if Jeremy's load was still in his ass.

The black-haired swimmer grabbed the hairy, Italian man's cock. He stroked
it and asked, "You want to join us?"

Antonio placed a hand on the boy's arm and said, "Nah, Billy. I don't want
to interrupt the good thing Clint has going on." He looked at me and said,
"Be careful. These boys have been known to keep a man busy all night."

I looked at the two young guys and grinned. I wondered how many of the men
in the shack had fucked them on previous nights.

Antonio opened his palm and showed me a bowtie. He glanced back at Jeremy
and said, "Take this. You might want to give it to your boy at some point
tonight." He handed me the bowtie then walked over to the black man leaning
against the wall.

I studied the bowtie for a few moments before standing up. I picked up my
shorts and put it inside a pocket. I wasn't sure I was ready to give it to
Jeremy. Could I really give every man in the place permission to fool
around with my son? I looked over at my horny lover and saw him looking
back at the man with the big moustache, who was now rubbing his cock up and
down Jeremy's ass crack. My son grabbed the man's 7.5" cock and pointed it
at his pink opening. He smiled as the man pushed it into his cum-filled
hole.

I told myself that Jeremy was having a great time without a bowtie. There
was no need to give it to him... yet.

Noah had gotten onto the couch. He was on his knees on the middle cushion,
with his arms resting on the backrest.

I grabbed both of his cheeks and dove back in. In this position, I was able
to get my tongue inside his hole and to really enjoy eating it. I slid it
past his puckered lips and into his tight, silky hole. I pushed it in as
far as I could, then pulled it out. I nibbled on his fleshy opening, then
shoved my tongue back inside. His ass tasted incredible.

Meanwhile, the black-haired swimmer--whose name I had just learned was
Billy--dropped to the floor and slid between my legs. He wrapped his hand
around my thick daddy meat and pulled it toward his mouth. As soon as his
lips came into contact with my cock head, I moaned into Noah's hole,
undoubtedly sending vibrations throughout his body.

For the next several minutes, I got lost in the pleasure of eating Noah's
amazing hole while Billy worked wonders with his mouth on my cock. At one
point, I pulled Noah's hard, uncut cock toward me and licked the tip. His
salty pre-cum was leaking all over the couch; I hungrily licked it up. Then
I resumed eating Noah's ass while feeding Billy my own pre-cum.

Billy moaned and pulled his mouth off my cock. He said, "Damn! You're
horny! Aren't you, sir?"

I laughed and pulled my face out of Noah's crack. I looked down at Billy
and felt the urge to kiss him again. Holding Noah's thick legs for balance,
I leaned down and kissed the sexy swimmer.

He returned the kiss, rolling his tongue around mine. When I pulled away,
Billy whispered, "I wish more men liked to kiss."

I ran my thumb over his red lips and said, "How can they resist these
lips?"

Billy blushed and lowered his eyes. A moment later, he looked back up at me
and grinned from ear to ear. He grabbed my saliva-covered prick and stroked
it. He said, "Are you going to fuck me after you fuck Noah?" He paused
before saying, "Please."

I winked at him and said, "Hell yeah." I looked back up at Noah's ass and
pressed a finger against his hole.

The Polynesian muscle stud pressed back, and his ass swallowed my finger.

I pulled it out again, stood, lined my cock up to his hungry hole, and
pressed forward. His ass swallowed my cock as easily as it had swallowed my
finger.

Noah arched his back and moaned loudly. "Oh yeah. Oh yeah."

As his warm, smooth, inner walls grasped my cock tightly, I said, "Oh
yeah," too. I watched my dick disappear into his hole and I felt tempted to
toy with his ass lips just like I enjoyed toying with Jeremy's. After I was
all the way in, I slowly pulled back out. I watched Noah's tight ass lips
hug my cock. His hole seemed to want to hold onto my thick shaft just as
much as Jeremy's. The only difference was that Jeremy's lips were pink and
Noah's were brown. Both were beautiful and my cock felt so fucking good
sliding through them.

Billy tried to lick my balls while I fucked Noah, but the positioning was
too awkward. So he slid out from under us and got up onto the sofa. He lay
back and propped his legs up. With one hand, he grabbed his 7" cock and
stroked it. With the other hand, he reached down and fingered his teenage
boy hole. He looked Noah in the eyes and smiled at him. He looked down at
our hips and watched my body slamming against his fellow boy's muscular
butt cheeks. Then he looked into my eyes and licked his lips. At that point
he thrust his finger in and out of his hole more aggressively.

I felt my cock jerk in Noah's hole. I stopped fucking him and took a deep
breath. I had to pace myself. I easily could have shot my load while
watching Billy finger his hole and while sliding my sensitive shaft in and
out of Noah's amazing ass. I placed a hand on Noah's lower back, signaling
that I didn't want him to move. I then said to Billy, "Let me see your
hole, boy."

Billy flipped over and stood on the cushion. Supporting himself with one
hand on the back of the couch, he bent his knees until his ass was inches
from my face.

I placed my hands on his small, round butt cheeks and enjoyed their
softness. I hooked my thumbs inside his crack and pulled the cheeks
apart. There it was. His tiny, hairless hole. My finger had already been
inside it. It was now my tongue's turn. I adjusted my position slightly,
making sure not to pull my cock out of Noah's tight, muscular ass, and bent
over. As my face approached Billy's butt, he grabbed his ass cheeks and
spread them even further. When my lips touched his sweet, tiny, round hole,
I let out a moan. At the same time, Billy reached back, grabbed the back of
my head and pressed my face more firmly against his hungry, young ass.

The next several minutes are a blur to me. All I know is that I became
dizzy with lust as I pushed my tongue into Billy's tiny, tight hole. I
closed my eyes and enjoyed the taste and the texture of his soft opening.

At some point, Noah began slowly fucking himself on my cock. I was so lost
in the pleasure of eating Billy's ass that I didn't notice Noah's fucking
movements until he began slamming his big, muscular ass against me.

That was what woke me up from my trance. I gasped as I felt Noah's silky
inner walls grasping and rubbing my engorged shaft. They were desperately
trying to coax a load from me. And they might have succeeded if I hadn't
realized how close I was. As my mind cleared, I took a deep breath. I
pulled my face away from Billy's ass and pulled my cock free from Noah's
hungry, insistent hole. I stood up and tried desperately to catch my breath
and to keep my cock from spewing cum all over Noah's back.

Both Noah and Billy looked over their shoulders at me. Such beautiful young
men and they both wanted to know why I had stopped giving their asses
attention. After a few seconds, Noah smiled and turned around, slumping
back into the coach cushion. Billy, on the other hand, seemed excited. He
looked at my hard, throbbing cock and licked his lips. He said, "My turn?"
He wiggled his young ass.

I exhaled and said, "Fuck yeah. But I need a quick rest." I placed a hand
on one of Noah's thick legs and winked at him. I said to Billy, "I almost
shot my load in Noah's amazing ass. I have to calm down or I'll shoot it in
yours as soon as I get inside you."

Billy turned around and sat on the edge of the couch. He wrapped his
fingers around my slick shaft and squeezed it. A shiny drop of pre-cum
oozed out. He inched forward and licked the liquid from my cock head, then
started to swallow my cock.

My knees buckled and my cock jerked. I pulled him off and said, "Easy,
boy."

Billy frowned and sat back on the couch. But he couldn't keep up the
pretense of being upset. His grin returned and he playfully slid down until
his ass was hanging off the edge of the couch. He slipped a finger back
inside his hole and stared at my thick daddy meat.

Noah got off the couch and stood next to me. He placed a hand on my chest
and gently pinched my nipple as he said, "I hope you enjoyed fucking
me. Just give me a signal and I'll come back to you."

I placed a hand on his tattoo-covered pec and said, "I will." I pinched his
nipple and said, "If not here, then back at home." He turned to go, and I
playfully smacked his ass. I definitely wanted to fuck that sweet hole
again. He lived close to me and Jeremy, so hopefully we could get together
with him soon.

Billy moved over, taking Noah's spot on the couch. Sitting on the edge of
the cushion, he wrapped his strong arms around my waist and rested his head
against my cock.

I smiled. I knew he wanted it inside him. But he was showing great
restraint by simply resting his head against it. I placed my head on his
spikey hair and ran my fingers through it. I looked toward the black man
with the sunglasses. He was still taking with Antonio. They were stroking
their cocks while looking over at Jeremy and the group of men around him. I
wondered what they were saying. If they looked my way, I would tell him he
had permission to touch my son. But he never did. He and Antonio seemed
fixated on the scene my son was making.

I looked over at Jeremy and saw that he had moved slightly. He was now
perpendicular to me. He was still on his knees, but now Dave's long cock
was the one inside him. He was sliding it slowly in and out of my son's
tight ass. The Hispanic muscle man was now on his knees in front of
Jeremy. He was holding his 9" uncut cock up while my son sucked on his
balls. The Asian boy who had been nursing on the man's nipple was now on
his knees behind him, eating his muscular ass.

I watched for a few moments, looking forward to the moment that my son
wrapped his lips around the big uncut piece of meat. But the muscle man
never let go of his uncut shaft. For the moment, he seemed content having
one boy licking his nuts and the other licking his ass.

I gently pulled Billy's head from my crotch and sat down next to him. He
quickly straddled my lap. At first, I thought he was going to try to sit on
my hard cock. But instead, he carefully placed it into his butt crack, not
into his hole. He lowered his head to mine and gave me another kiss. I
closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his young tongue entering my
mouth and searching for mine.

I placed my hands on Billy's lower back, right at the top of his round,
swimmer's ass. I ran my fingers over his smooth, tan skin. All the way up
to his shoulders, then back down to his hard butt cheeks. All the while, we
continued to kiss. By the time my fingers had finished their third tour of
the boy's back, we both were breathing hard.

Billy broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. He said, "You're an amazing
kisser." He glanced over at his daddy--who was feeding his cock to Dave,
who was still fucking Jeremy--and said, "Most daddies at these parties
don't kiss. Whenever I find one who does, I know I've hit the jackpot." He
lowered his head to mine and kissed me again.

I broke the kiss and asked, "How could they resist kissing you? You're so
fucking sexy."

Billy blushed and shrugged. "I don't know. I think some of them are trying
to prove they're real men. And others are afraid they'll fall in love with
someone if they kiss them." He looked intently into my eyes. "You're not
going to fall in love with me, are you?"

I didn't know how to respond. I couldn't tell if he was hoping I'd say
"yes," or if he was worried about leading me on. I shook my head and said,
"No. I'm gonna fuck you, but I'm not going to fall in love with you."

He grinned from ear to ear and said, "Great! Then let's kiss!" He lowered
his face to mine again. This time, the kiss was even more passionate, more
intense, more sensual. And while our tongues were locked in a primal dance,
the young swimmer expertly lined my cock up with his tight hole and slowly
slid down it. Before I knew it, I was balls-deep inside of him.

Billy moaned and said, "Fuck me, daddy," then resumed kissing me.

His ass was on fire. It was tight, silky and hot. It was as if the kid's
core temperature was a few degrees higher then everyone else's. It felt
like I was pushing my thick daddy meat into a tight glove that had been
sitting on a stove. It was incredible. As he slid up and down on my cock, I
felt a tingling sensation throughout my body.

I grabbed his waist and took control. I needed to slow the boy down, or he
surely would make me cum. I guided him up and down at a safe pace, while I
admired his beautiful swimmer's body. On one of his downstrokes, I said to
him, "You're damned sexy, boy!"

Billy smiled down at me and said, "You're just saying that." He looked over
at Jeremy and said, "Your boy is much sexier than me."

I chuckled inside. It was like the trap that Beth had set for me the day we
went to the beach. I had told her how perfect her body was, and she
answered by comparing herself to Lindsay, the other woman who had been with
us at the beach that day. In that situation, I was able to convince my wife
that she was sexier to me than the other woman was. But in this situation,
I was not going to tell Billy that he was sexier than Jeremy. No matter how
sexy Billy was, he would never be as sexy as Jeremy. No one could compare
to my perfect young lover.

I also chuckled because Jeremy's panic attack earlier in the evening had
been caused by his insecurities. He had said he was intimated by the other
boys at the party. And now one of those boys was expressing the same
insecurity about Jeremy. I wished my son could hear the young swimmer. He
would realize why it was a waste of time to worry about being--or not
being--the cutest boy at the party.

I pulled Billy's head down for a kiss and said, "My boy definitely is
sexy. But you're right up there with him." I pushed my cock deep inside his
hot ass as I shoved my tongue into his warm mouth.

Billy groaned and pushed down, ensuring my cock was as deep inside him as
possible. He kissed me even more intensely. Trying not to lose contact with
my lips, he said into my mouth, "Do you do this with your boy? Kiss him
while fucking him hard?"

I nodded.

He grinned and said, "He's so fucking lucky." He lifted his torso, resting
his hands on my chest. In this new position, he was able to support his
body while he slammed his ass up and down on my cock.

I watched his slim, young body as he rode my daddy meat. His 6-pack abs
tensed and released; his strong biceps and his defined chest bulged; his
hard, 7" cock bobbed up and down, occasionally smacking against my
stomach. His smiling lips and his lust-filled eyes reminded me of
Jeremy. In so many ways, Billy was like my young lover. As I ran my hands
up and down his torso, I wondered what lucky man would someday sweep him
off his feet. I grabbed his teenage cock and stroked it as I thought, 'I'm
the lucky man tonight.'

As if reading my thoughts, Billy focused his eyes on mine and began fucking
my dick faster. He looked down at my hand and nodded, encouraging me to
keep jacking him. He began gasping, and his face began showing signs of
extreme effort. He closed his eyes and threw back his head. Moments later,
his cock began pumping out load after load of teenage cum. The first few
strands flew out with so much force that they landed on my nose and my
lips. The rest landed on my chest and stomach, until the final drops oozed
out of his cock and onto my hand.

I licked the cum from my lips. It was sweet and thick. I then lifted my
hand to my mouth and licked it clean.

As I scooped up the jizz on my stomach and chest, Billy watched me. And as
I put it into my mouth, he smiled and said, "Man! You are the whole
package, aren't you?"

I sucked my finger clean and shrugged. "I'm just doing what comes
naturally."

To my surprise, Billy didn't pull off my cock. Instead, he continued to
slide his ass up and down it, albeit more slowly than before. He smiled
down at me and said, "You're amazing. Do you have a brother?"

I laughed hard. I knew he was just kidding. He was just saying, 'I know I
can't date you, but if you have a brother, maybe he's just as amazing as
you.' Normally, that was just a joke. But in this situation, he had no idea
that my brother actually would enjoy fucking him just as much as I.

I said, "As a matter of fact, I do." I grabbed his ass with one hand and
his deflating cock with the other. "And, I'm pretty sure he'd like you."

Billy stared at me in disbelief for a few moments. Then he said, "You do?
He would?"

I put both of my hands around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. I then
whispered in his ear, "Yeah, my brother has tastes like mine." I licked his
ear before adding, "Are you allowed to give me your number?"

Billy frowned as he looked over at his daddy. "No. But maybe your brother
can come to the next party."

I was about to respond, but I felt someone sit down next to us on the
couch. It was Antonio. He said, "Hey Clint. Can I bother you for a minute?"

I looked at the Italian construction boss and awkwardly said, "Sure."

Billy pulled his ass off my cock and slid down to the floor. On his knees
at my feet, he wrapped his lips around my shaft and began to suck.

Antonio glanced down at the boy and said, "Don't worry, Billy. I'll give
him back to you in a few minutes."

Billy gave my cock a final suck before saying, "That's alright, sir. We
were done anyway."

As the teenage swimmer stepped away, I watched his cute little ass. I hoped
that I could introduce him to Ryan one day.

I stood and followed Antonio.

He walked back to the black man with the dark glasses. He said to the man,
"This is the boy's daddy." He turned to me and said, "Clint, this is
Nathan."

I held out my hand for a shake, but Nathan ignored the gesture.

He asked me, "How old is he? 15? 16?"

The tone of the man's voice made me reluctant to answer. I looked at
Antonio, hoping he could give me a signal.

Antonio nodded. "Go ahead. Nathan likes them in their teens."

I took a deep breath and said, "He just turned 16."

Nathan looked at me and said, "Jesus! And how long have you been fucking
him?"

I heard some men cheering. I looked over at my son and saw that the
Hispanic bodybuilder was shooting a load all over Jer's handsome face. My
son was smiling, reminding me of the time I unloaded all over his face in
the small shed on his school campus. I remembered how much it had excited
me to see my cum all over his cheeks, nose and forehead. I suspected the
Hispanic man was enjoying it just as much as I had. Jeremy tried to lick
the man's cum-covered cock. But the man pushed him away. I wondered if the
bodybuilder ever allowed anyone to suck his cock, or if he only liked
jacking off.

I turned my attention back to Nathan. "Only about a month."

He seemed to study me for a moment, though I couldn't tell for sure because
his eyes were hidden behind his glasses. He then looked over at Jeremy. "So
you didn't teach him to do all that, I suppose?"

I shook my head and smiled. "No, he's the one doing the teaching."

Nathan gave his cock a tug and said, "He's fucking beautiful."

I said, "He is. Why don't you go introduce yourself? You have my
permission."

He stared quietly at Jeremy for a few moments. Then he looked back at
Antonio and said, "I... I... can't."

Antonio said, "Come on. You showed up here tonight. I know you,
buddy. You're looking for it."

The man in the dark glasses frowned and stared at Antonio for a few
seconds. I wasn't sure what was going on. I was wishing I could see his
eyes so I could get a better idea.

To ease the tension, I asked, "Who did you bring with you?"

Nathan gestured toward the pool table.

The guy who was dressed in the cheerleading uniform was now on all fours on
the pool table. The bouncer was no longer fucking him. Instead, two other
guys were plugging his holes. A man in his late 40s was fucking the boy's
mouth. And Giorgio was fucking his ass.

My first reaction was surprise. Giorgio seemed to be breaking an unspoken
rule--the men fucked the boys at this party. And, even though Giorgio had
explained to me that he wasn't like the other boys when it came to getting
fucked, I hadn't expected to find him fucking one. My cock chubbed as I
watched the athletic, Italian stud slam his cock into the cheerleader's
young hole.

I glanced over at Antonio and remembered watching him take Jeremys cock and
cum up his ass. He had said he only enjoyed getting fucked by boys who were
having sex with their fathers. I wondered if that applied to Giorgio. When
the Italian father and son were alone, was it Giorgio who was on top? I
felt a rush of lust as I imagined the hyper-masculine Antonio being
dominated by his hung, college-aged son.

I turned my attention back to the boy in the cheerleading uniform. I was
now seeing his face for the first time and was surprised to see that he was
a young boy, perhaps as young as Jeremy. My cock twitched. I was even more
interested in checking him out.

I turned to the cheerleader's daddy and asked, "How old is he?" I felt I
could ask that question, considering he had asked for Jeremy's age.

Nathan's lips curled into a grin. He said, "Same age as yours." He looked
down at my semi-hard cock and added, "You want to lift his skirt and fuck
his boy-pussy?"

The uptight side of my brain was saying, 'But he's dressed like a
girl. That's... that's... not right.' But the horny side of my brain was
saying, 'You know you want to fuck him. You know the idea of fucking his
ass while imagining it's a pussy is turning you on.'

I nodded. I did want to fuck him.

At that moment, the 40-something man who was fucking the cheerleader's face
began crying out. "Oh fuck! Swallow that load, boy!"

The boy's daddy said to me, "Well you better get over there lickety-split!
Before some other guy moves in."

I chuckled. My father was the only other person I had ever heard using the
term "lickety-split." It was funny to hear someone else saying it.

I glanced over at Jeremy. He and Kurt were on their knees, making out with
each other. As they kissed, they scooped up the bodybuilder's cum from
Jeremy's face and pushed it into one another's hole. All the men around
them were watching in fascination.

I said to Nathan, "It looks like my boy is free. You should get in
there... lickety-split."

Nathan's grin turned into a full smile. I was confident he had enjoyed
hearing me mock his choice of words. He said, "One more thing. Would you be
OK with me blindfolding him?" He paused for a moment, then added, "I like
anonymity."

My first thought was: 'No, there's no fucking way you are putting a
blindfold on my boy!' I felt like I needed to protect Jeremy from men with
deviant intentions. Would Nathan's next request be to handcuff my son and
slap him around a little bit?

Apparently seeing my reaction, Antonio said, "Don't worry, Clint. He's not
going to hurt your boy. The blindfold is just... it's just his thing."

I looked into Antonio's eyes for a few moments. Then I looked into
Nathan's... well, not into his eyes, but at his dark glasses. Then I looked
at Jeremy. I pictured my horny, young lover at the men's room in the park,
bending over and pressing his ass against a glory hole, accepting an
anonymous cock deep inside his hungry, pink hole. I imagined that being
blindfolded was similar to being fucked through a hole in a wall by a man
you never saw.

I said to Nathan, "It's his decision. Let me go ask him."

Nathan touched my arm and said, "Here." He pulled a piece of cloth from his
back pocket and handed it to me.

I took the blindfold and walked over to the crowd around my horny son. When
I reached Jeremy, he was wiping the Hispanic bodybuilder's cum off his nose
and shoving it into his mouth. I knelt beside him and placed a hand on his
back. I said, "Baby."

Jer looked at me with unfocused, lust-filled eyes. For a moment, he didn't
seem to know who I was. But then his eyes focused and he smiled from ear to
ear. "Daddy!" He wrapped his arms around my back and kissed me.

I could taste the bodybuilder's bitter cum on his lips and tongue. I
reacted with unbridled lust, swallowing the life-giving liquid as I got
lost in the kiss. For a few moments, I blocked out the entire room and
focused completely on my son. I wanted to roll him over and to make love to
him on the floor of the shack in the middle of the woods.

But my head cleared, and I remembered why I had approached my beautiful
boy. I broke the kiss and said, "Baby. There's a man who wants to fuck
you."

Jer tilted his head, attempting to look for the man.

I placed my hands on either side of his face and said, "No, don't look for
him. He wants to be anonymous."

Jer's eyes sparkled.

I smiled. I loved him so much! I said, "He wants to know if you'd be
willing to put on a blindfold so he can fuck you without you seeing him."

Jer didn't hesitate. He responded, "Sure! It'll be hot!"

I chuckled and gave him a quick kiss. I said, "I love you, Baby." I wrapped
the blindfold around his head and tied it. I gave my boy one final kiss,
then headed back to Nathan and Antonio.

I said to Nathan, "Go for it."

He smiled and said, "Thanks, buddy. Have fun with mine." He gestured toward
the boy in the cheerleading uniform.

I watched as Nathan and Antonio approached Jeremy. Antonio stood in front
of my blindfolded boy and whispered in his ear before feeding him his
thick, Italian cock. Nathan knelt behind him and worshipped his perfect
bubble butt, kissing and fondling it as he prepared to push his dark, 8"
cock into it.

With Jeremy set, I turned my focus onto Giorgio and the cheerleader on the
pool table. Now that the boy wasn't getting his face fucked, I finally
could see what he looked like. He had lightly-tan skin, brown eyes, and
long brown hair that was tied in a man-bun. His long hair furthered the
illusion that he was a high school girl in her cheerleading outfit. His
face was both feminine and masculine at the same time. He had pretty,
almond-shaped eyes and high cheek bones. His jaw was strong, and he had
some facial hair. Not a full beard like an adult man, but patches of hair,
like he was just beginning to shave.

His body, however, made it absolutely clear that he was all male. He was
built like an Olympic gymnast. The cheerleading sweater was so tight on his
muscular torso that it looked like it would tear apart if he flexed his
chest or biceps. His waist was slim, giving him a perfect V-shape. I
imagined what a turn-on it would be to watch Hector and the cheerleading
boy touching each other. Their young, tightly-muscled bodies rubbing
against each other. My cock swelled.

As I approached the pool table, Giorgio said, "Looks like you've been
enjoying yourself. I was thinking you might have forgotten all about me."

I looked up at Antonio's son and felt a tingling in my balls. He was a sexy
young man and he looked hot as hell fucking the cheerleader. I said, "Nah,
I haven't forgotten about you at all." I glanced at the cheerleader, then
over at Billy and Noah, both of whom were fooling around with other
men. "But there have been a lot of distractions."

Giorgio smiled and slapped the cheerleader's ass. He asked, "Feel like
taking a ride with me?"

My cock twitched as I nodded and got onto the pool table. I positioned
myself right in front of the cheerleader's mouth, allowing my semi-hard
cock to dangle in front of his pretty, masculine face.

The cheerleader looked up at me and said, "Will you feed me your big cock,
Coach?" His voice was deep, almost exaggeratedly so.

My mind was spinning. Everything about the boy was a mind fuck for me. Was
he a guy or a girl? Was he a man or a 16-year-old? Was he feminine or
masculine?

I placed my hand on his head, grabbed his man-bun, and pushed his mouth
closer to my cock. Roleplaying along with him, I said, "Wrap your pretty
little lips around it. I want to fuck your face while my star student fucks
your tight pussy."

The cheerleader--whose name I later learned was Devin--grabbed my thick
meat and admired it. He stroked it, looked at it from all angles, and
licked it.

Giorgio said, "I'm your star student, Coach? What about Noah, Kurt and
Billy? They seemed to be performing well for you tonight."

I grinned at Antonio's son. I liked that he was willing to roleplay too. I
also liked that he appeared to be a little jealous of the other boys I had
fooled around with that evening. Soon I would show him that he had no
reason to feel that way. I was going to pay special attention to him when I
was through with Devin.

I said, "They have performed well. But they have a lot to learn from you."
I reached over Devin's back and grasped Giorgio's hand.

The young, Italian stud slid his fingers between mine and squeezed hard.

My cock jerked, and Devin wrapped his lips around it. I shut my eyes and
sighed. It felt good to hold Giorgio's hand while the warm, wet mouth of a
16-year-old engulfed my thick meat.

Devin was as talented as Jeremy. He sucked my cock like a pro,
deep-throating it without a single gag. He pulled off it and moaned
loudly. Giorgio had picked up his pace and was slamming hard into Devin's
boy-pussy.

Giorgio asked, "So, Coach, have you ever fucked a cheerleader before?"

I ran my fingers through Devin's long hair. "Never. But I've always wanted
to."

It was true. In high school, I had fantasized about many of the
cheerleaders. Like most hot-blooded, straight, American boys, I had gotten
aroused when seeing them in their tight sweaters and their short skirts. I
had jacked out countless loads as a teenager, fantasizing about fucking
them. And the fantasy was still strong, even as an adult. Every time
Jeremy's friend Lisa had come to the house in her cheerleading uniform, it
sparked those old desires. I wanted her to get to her knees and suck my
cock. Then I wanted to turn her around, lift her skirt, and shove my hard
cock into her tight, young pussy.

Giorgio pulled his cock out of Devin's ass. His large, shiny baby maker
bounced as he said, "Well, now's your chance. His... I mean her... pussy is
ready for you."

I glanced down at Devin. He was looking up at me, his eyes wide open in
supplication. I said to him, "What do you say? You want your coach to fuck
your tight pussy?"

He nodded enthusiastically. "Please. Oh god, please!"

I gave his cheek a light slap and said, "You little slut." Although I hated
using such derogatory language toward him, I told myself it was just
roleplay. His smile and wink confirmed for me that he had enjoyed it.

As I scooted around to Devin's backside, Giorgio placed a hand underneath
my balls. He leaned in close and whispered, "I hope you're saving this for
me." Then, in a louder voice, he said, "Be careful, Coach. You don't want
to shoot inside her and knock her up."

I laughed and grabbed Giorgio's butt. "Don't worry about me. I have never
gotten a girl pregnant before. I'm not going to start now." I slid my
finger down his crack and touched his warm hole. "Plus, I have very
specific plans for this load."

Giorgio grinned and continued around to Devin's front side. He waved his
big cock in front of the boy's face and watched him desperately try to get
the lube-covered slab of meat into his mouth. He then stopped teasing the
kid and allowed him to swallow his engorged cock.

I positioned myself directly behind Devin and took in the entire
sight. From this angle, I could see the long hair on the back of his head,
the tight blue sweater covering his back, and the blue and white skirt
covering his butt. My eyes were telling me the cheerleader in front of me
was a high school girl. All I had to do was lift her skirt, and slide my
cock inside her tight, young pussy. I placed my hands on his back and felt
his tight body. I ran them down his spine until I reached the point where
there was a gap between his sweater and his skirt. I ran my thumbs over his
smooth skin.

I slowly lifted the skirt until I could see his crack. It was just as
smooth as his legs and it was shiny from lube and cum. I wondered if some
of that sperm had come from the balls of the straight bouncer. With my
thumb, I pushed some of it into his hairless hole. His ass lips opened and
wrapped themselves around my finger. I dropped the skirt over my hand and
allowed myself to imagine it was Lisa's pussy I was fingering. My cock
began to throb.

I spat onto my palm and rubbed the fluid all over my shaft. The lube that
had begun to dry was remoistened by my spit. I was ready to fuck Devin's
boy-pussy. Without lifting the skirt, I found his hole and pressed the tip
of my dick against it. Even though I knew I was about to penetrate his ass,
I imagined it was Lisa's pussy. As my cock head slid past Devin's ass lips,
I growled loudly. Oh yeah! I finally was fucking a cheerleader. My high
school fantasy was coming true. I was sliding my cock deep inside her and
it felt great. It didn't matter that I wasn't the star quarterback. She
didn't care. She just wanted my thick cock and I was giving it to her.

As soon as my shaft was a couple inches inside him, Devin started pushing
back. He wasn't as patient as I. He wanted to take every inch of my daddy
dick. When I was balls-deep inside him, he began fucking against me with so
much enthusiasm that I feared the pool table would fall over.

I grabbed onto his hips to balance myself. I then closed my eyes and
enjoyed the sensation of his ass sliding up and down my cock while enjoying
the fantasy of fucking Hector's ex-girlfriend Lisa. She had always looked
so sexy in her cheerleading uniform. Her sweater had hugged her torso and
shown off her growing breasts. The skirt had been short, showing off her
great legs and teasing me with the prospect of getting a glimpse of her
firm ass. Yeah, I had enjoyed the fantasy of bending her over like this and
fucking her hard.

Devin stopped sucking Giorgio long enough to say, "Oh god, Coach. You fuck
me so much better than the guys on the team do."

My mind exploded. His extremely deep voice reminded me that I was fucking a
guy, not a girl. I expected the fantasy to be ruined. But, as I listened to
his voice, and held onto his strong body, and felt his tight, warm ass
engulfing my cock, I realized I was wrong. The fantasy was not ruined; it
was brought to a new, more exciting level. I reached underneath his skirt
and found his hard cock. I gave it a few strokes as I thought, 'This is a
thousand times more exciting than fucking Lisa. This is a young, horny,
athletic, teenage boy. Fucking his tight hole while jacking his cock and
touching his muscular body is so much more thrilling than fucking any
pussy.'

I lifted the skirt so I could see his ass as I thrust into it. I no longer
wanted to imagine it was Lisa's tight cunt. I wanted to see clearly that it
was Devin's 16-year-old ass. Waves of pleasure began rushing over my entire
body as I watched his beautiful bubble butt bounce with each thrust of my
cock. I pulled it all the way out and watched his hole wink at me. Then I
pushed it back in and felt his silky, warm inner walls clamp down on it.

I was close. Fucking Devin in his cheerleading outfit was turning me on in
so many ways that I couldn't hold back. I began breathing hard as I felt
the tingling in my balls that indicated I would be shooting soon.

Giorgio grabbed my arm and said, "Clint!"

I looked up at him, my eyes unfocused with lust.

Antonio's son said, "You don't want to..."

For a split second, I had no idea what he was trying to tell me. But then
my mind began to clear, and I realized he was warning me about cumming
inside Devin. I had been saving my load for Giorgio or Jeremy.

I took a deep breath and stopped fucking. I slowly pulled my cock out of
Devin's sweet ass.

The masculine teenager in the cheerleader uniform turned around, grabbed my
cock and licked the fluids off it. He looked up at me and said, "You're
saving your load for someone specific?" He gave my cock another lick. "He's
lucky."

I smiled down at Devin. Under different circumstances, I gladly would have
flooded his sweet hole with my cream. But I couldn't that night. Perhaps
I'd do so the next time we came to one of these parties.

A man standing next to the pool table asked, "My turn?"

I looked at him and realized it was Billy's daddy. I nodded and said, "He's
all yours."

As I moved off the pool table, Devin turned around and offered his ass to
Billy's daddy. I marveled at how easily men and boys went from one partner
to the next. The party was all about sex. Maybe some guys connected with
others, but in the end, everyone was there to get as much dick, ass, and
cum as possible. And as Giorgio stepped off the pool table and put his arm
around my waist, I realized that I too was about to move on to the next boy
without giving Devin another thought.

I placed my hand on Giorgio's firm, athletic butt and gently squeezed it.

He whispered in my ear, "I want you to fuck me." He moved my hand to his
crack and pressed my fingers against his hole. He continued to
whisper. "But before you do that, can I see you fucking your son?"

I rubbed my finger over his warm hole and whispered back, "Hell yeah. I
hope I can see your dad fucking you."

Giorgio grinned, "Don't worry. That's pretty much a guarantee. If there's
one thing my dad likes doing at these parties, it's fucking me."

I looked at his handsome face and said, "I can see why."

Antonio's son smiled and looked into my eyes. For a few moments, it felt
like there was a spark between us. I was sure Giorgio was going to lean in
and kiss me. But the moment passed, and he just grinned and said, "I
haven't let many guys fuck me. But, right now, all I can think about is
feeling you inside me."

I didn't say anything in response; I simply pushed the tip of my finger
into his hole and let out a low growl.

We stepped up to Jeremy, Kurt, and the group of men surrounding
them. Jeremy's eyes were still covered by the blindfold, so he wasn't aware
that I was standing near him. I took a few moments to enjoy the sight of my
amazing son. There were several pools of cum on his back, with streaks
flowing down his sides. I suspected they were from men who had jacked off
over him. There were drops of cum on his bubble butt, perhaps from men who
had cum inside him and had pulled their cocks out before they were finished
emptying their balls. I looked at his face and saw the remnants of the
Hispanic bodybuilder's load on his forehead and chin.

My son was a cum-covered teenage boy. He looked so fucking hot!

I looked down at Nathan. He was on his knees behind Jeremy. He held onto my
son's muscular legs as he drove his cock in and out of his tight, teenage
hole. I looked into his eyes--well, at his sunglasses that covered
them--and he grinned back at me. He held his thumb up and said, "Your boy's
ass is perfect."

Jeremy heard that and said, "Clint?"

I pulled my finger out of Giorgio's hole and knelt beside my young lover. I
placed a hand on his back and leaned down to kiss him. As soon as our lips
touched, Jeremy moaned. His tongue was out in a flash. I sucked it into my
mouth and swirled mine around it. Jeremy raised his arms and wrapped them
around my torso. I pulled him into a tight hug as we continued to kiss like
sex-starved lovers.

When we finally came up for air, I whispered into his ear. "How are you
doing, Baby?"

Jeremy smiled and said, "His cock feels so good inside me. I wish I could
see who he is."

I looked at Nathan to see if he would allow Jeremy to remove the blindfold.

Nathan shook his head and said, "Keep kissing." He was pounding Jeremy's
hole more forcefully than before.

I resumed kissing my son as I held onto him. His body rocked back and forth
with each thrust. I relaxed and allowed my body to sway with Jeremy's.

My cock stiffened. I was holding my son and kissing him. That alone was
enough to make me hard. But there was more that was contributing to my
excitement. My son and I were making out in front of a group of men. We
were the center of attention for many of them. And even though another man
was plowing my son's amazing hole, everyone knew that I was the special
man. I was the man that the cum-covered teenager loved. I was the man who
had brought him to the gathering, and I was the man who was going to take
him home. I was the luckiest man in the room, and every man knew it.

I stifled a chuckle. I knew my thoughts were a bit exaggerated, and maybe a
little egocentric. But I didn't care. In my eyes, Jeremy was the most
amazing boy at the party. Other boys were cute, but Jeremy was in his own
league. I knew deep down that my son and I were receiving so much attention
because we were new to the daddy/boy group. But I wanted to believe it was
more than that. Jeremy and I were irresistible, not because we were new,
but because we were the sexiest daddy and boy in the room.

As if to confirm my thoughts, Nathan said, "Look at them kiss. They're so
fucking hot. So... fuck... ing... hot." Each pause was another thrust into
Jeremy's hungry bubble butt.

Antonio was kneeling beside Nathan. He was whispering something in his
ear. The sunglasses-wearing man was nodding as his face contorted in
ecstasy. Then, he shook his head wildly and began snorting like a bull. He
clearly was cumming deep inside my son's teenage ass. I was certain that
whatever Antonio was saying to him was pushing him over the edge.

I whispered in Jeremy's ear. "He's filling you with cum, Baby. And you have
no idea who he is."

Jeremy smiled and whispered back. "Is it the bouncer?"

I chuckled. I knew my son would have loved to have been fucked by one of
the straight men guarding the door. I decided to keep him in suspense. I
said, "Maybe, maybe not."

Jer kissed me and said, "It's fun not knowing."

Nathan enjoyed his orgasm. But as soon as it was over, he pulled his cock
out of my son, wiped the lube and cum off it, and shoved it back into his
pants. He walked over to the pool table and said something to
Devin. Billy's dad withdrew his cock from the boy's ass and moved away.

Devin jumped off the pool table and grabbed a bag from underneath it. He
took off the cheerleading uniform and pulled normal clothing out of the
bag. For a few moments, he was completely naked, and I saw just how ripped
his muscular body was. Without the sweater and the skirt, Devin was the
epitome of teenage masculinity. The only hint of femininity was the
man-bun, but even that looked masculine on him.

When Devin finished dressing, his daddy directed him toward the door. Devin
smiled at me as they walked by. His daddy leaned down and said to me,
"Thanks." He rushed out the door without waiting for a response.

I removed the blindfold from Jeremy's head. As soon as I saw my boy's grey,
wolf-like eyes, I melted. I wondered how so much perfect beauty could have
been bestowed upon one boy. He smiled at me and I nearly collapsed. I was
so fucking lucky!

Jer looked down at my cock and licked his lips.

I ran my hand down my son's cum-covered back and found his sweet bubble
butt. I gave it a squeeze. Then I slid my fingers into his slippery crack
and found his puckered hole. Lube, cum and spit were all over his ass, but
the highest concentration was on his tiny pink entrance. As I traced his
ass lips with my finger, he flinched a couple times. My son's poor ass had
been rubbed raw. I wondered if I really should subject him to more.

I asked, "Are you OK?"

He nodded. "I want more." My teenage son was always hungry for cock.

I pushed my finger inside his hole. He closed his eyes and moaned.

I looked over at Giorgio. He was standing in front of Antonio, pressing his
ass against his father's crotch.

Antonio was looking down Giorgio's backside, presumably watching his son's
smooth ass rub against his cock. He placed one hand on the boy's ass and
another on his big teenage dick. He sighed deeply as Giorgio began grinding
his pelvis, pushing his cock through his father's fist and his ass against
his father's cock.

I felt a rush of excitement as I recognized the look on Antonio's face. It
was a look that most men in the shack would not understand. But I
did. Because I had experienced it several times myself. It was the look
that only a father could give while gazing upon his beautiful young son. It
was the look of a father feeling an overwhelming desire to touch his son in
ways that he knew he shouldn't. It was the look of a father who was
deciding to push aside all his fears and allow himself to enjoy the
exquisite pleasure of experiencing his son's young body.

It was the look I had on my face every time I laid my eyes on Jeremy.

I understood what Antonio was feeling. And I understood just how lucky he
and I were. I pulled my finger out of Jeremy's tiny, pink hole and gestured
for him to look at the Italian father and son.

Jer smiled and leaned his body against mine. I was sure he was feeling as
happy as I was to see another father and son couple touch one another.

After a few moments, I realized that I had been staring with far too much
interest and potentially was making others around us aware that there was
something special about the construction boss and his college-aged
boy. Determined to keep their secret, I turned my attention back to my son.

Jer began to stand up. He said, "My knees are killing me. I need to stand
for a minute."

I stood up with my boy and wrapped my arms around him. He leaned against me
as I ran my fingers over his soft skin. I sighed contentedly as he licked
my left nipple and wrapped his fingers around my thick cock.

The barstool on which the Hispanic bodybuilder had been sitting was now
empty. I gestured toward it, suggesting that Jeremy sit down for a few
minutes to rest.

Jeremy either didn't understand what I was suggesting or didn't want to
take a rest. Instead, he pulled the barstool closer to himself. He slid
onto it, facing the wrong way. He placed his feet on the spindles and his
hands on the backrest. He slid backward until his ass was hanging off the
edge of the seat. In that position, his ass cheeks were spread, and his
pink boy-hole was exposed. He ran a hand over his bubble butt as he looked
around the room.

A few men audibly gasped as my boy put his perfect ass on display. As he
slid his index finger down his crack and pushed it inside his well-fucked
hole, I gasped too. Just like every other man in the room, I found Jeremy's
ass irresistible. And by the way he was showing it off, it was clear that
my son knew full well how he was making us feel.

Jer pushed his finger in and out of his hole a few times. Then he pulled it
out and slowly brought it to his mouth, making sure that everyone saw the
cum that was dripping from it. He brought it to his mouth and slowly licked
it clean.

I stroked my cock as I watched my son put on his little show. I imagined
that all the men in the room--and maybe some of the boys--were growing more
and more turned on by my young lover. For a few moments, I got lost in my
head and asked myself who the young, blond slut was. Surely the boy who was
fingering his ass in front of a room full of naked men and boys was not my
perfect teenage son. Surely the kid who was pulling cum out of his ass and
feeding it to himself was not the boy who was a straight-A student who
wanted to be a lawyer someday. Surely the boy who was spreading his cheeks
and inviting any man in the room to be the next to fuck him was not Beth's
innocent adolescent son.

I smiled. Yes, that sex-crazed young man was all those things and more. He
was a caring, thoughtful, obedient, hard-working, intelligent teenage
boy. He also was an incredibly horny adolescent who looked for every
opportunity to have sex with men.

And at that moment the man my son wanted to have sex with most was me.

My head cleared and I stepped up to my son. I stared into his eyes as I
asked, "Are you ready for Daddy, Baby?"

Jer licked his lips and nodded.

I placed my hands on his bubble cheeks and gently squeezed them. I slid my
hands lower and caressed his muscular legs, feeling every inch of his
smooth skin. I returned one hand to his ass as I reached underneath him
with the other, grasping his semi-hard teenage cock. I sighed contentedly
as I felt the shaft growing. I knew my son was as turned on by my touch as
I was by his. That knowledge alone made me the happiest man in the world.

I had to kiss him. I maintained my hold on his long, teenage cock as I
placed my other hand on his chest and gently pulled him toward me.

Arching his back, Jeremy planted his lips on mine. We kissed. And for a few
moments, we were all alone in the room together. Father and son. Daddy and
boy. Lover and lover. I ended the kiss and said, "I need you, Baby."

Jer smiled and said, "I need you, too."

I looked around. We were the center of attention. My cock jerked and
released a large dollop of pre-cum. I loved being watched.

I looked toward Antonio and Giorgio. They too were watching us, but they
also were heating things up between themselves. Giorgio was facing his
father, resting his head against the man's big, hairy chest and gently
biting one of his nipples. He was stroking Antonio's dick with one hand
while caressing his back with the other.

Antonio was still stroking his son's big dick, which was leaking precum all
over his hand. Antonio was using his other hand to finger Gio's hole.

I flashed my eyebrows suggestively at them as I pressed my cock against
Jer's bubble cheeks.

Antonio grinned in response before whispering something in Gio's ear.

Gio nodded and stepped toward us. He placed a hand on Jeremy's ass and
found his pink hole. He rubbed his finger over it, causing my son to let
out a soft moan. He grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze. Then he stepped
over to a barstool that was covered in clothing. He lifted the garments and
placed them on the kitchen counter. He moved the barstool, lining it up
with Jeremy's. He slid onto the stool, taking the same position as my son.

Although both boys were putting their asses on display, each had his own
approach to the whole thing.  Jeremy enjoyed seducing every man in the
place by running his finger down his crack and into his tiny pink hole. In
contrast, Gio didn't seem to care if any of the men were looking at him. He
was positioning himself on the stool so his father could fuck him. All the
men around him were just lucky spectators in his eyes.

I couldn't wait to fuck both of them.

As Antonio took his place behind his son, I saw that his cock was rock
hard. I wondered what was turning him on more: the anticipation of sliding
his dick into his son's tight ass, or being watched while doing it. I felt
a tingling in my balls as Antonio studied my cock too. He had sucked it
earlier in the evening, while Jeremy was plowing his ass. Remembering how
good it felt to have the masculine construction boss's mouth on my cock, I
was tempted to wave it at him and ask him to suck it again.

But then I remembered that our sexual encounter in the bedroom was a
secret. I couldn't do anything to reveal that we had fooled around. And I
suspected that the Italian stud would not want the other men in the room to
know that he had sucked my cock.

I then thought of the load that was buried deep inside Antonio's
ass. Jeremy had fucked it into him after Antonio gave his ass to him. His
reaction to finding out that Jer and I were father and son was to lie on
his back, raise his legs and offer his hole to my young lover. And Jeremy
had fucked the big man without hesitation. That was another secret Jer and
I would take to our graves. I resisted the temptation to grab the man's ass
and to slide my finger into his tight, cum-filled hole. I told myself to
have patience. Surely, we'd have a private four-way with Antonio and
Giorgio at some point in the future. Jeremy would fuck a load deep inside
the man's ass and I would follow behind, eating his hole and swallowing my
son's load as it leaked out.

But not that night. That night was all about showing how dominant we men
were. We were about to fuck our sons in front of a room full of daddies and
boys. The onlookers would watch lustfully as we buried our dicks inside the
asses of the beautiful young men, all the while having no clue that Gio and
Jer were our actual sons. That too was a secret we would keep.

Antonio and I raised our hands and high-fived. Antonio's handsome grin made
my balls tingle. I wondered if he and I would ever have a one-on-one fuck
session. Did he only let boys fuck him? Or did he occasionally allow their
fathers to do so too?

Antonio grasped my hand and pulled me toward him as he leaned toward me. He
whispered in my ear, "Let's give 'em a show, buddy." Then he pulled me
tighter against him and added, "Unless you can cum twice, save your load
for Gio. He wants it."

I rubbed my cheek against his and said, "Likewise. Jer wants yours."

Antonio squeezed my hand and said, "Deal." He let go and turned his
attention back to his sexy young son.

I did the same. And what I saw made my cock throb. Our boys were touching
each other's arm. And by the way they were looking into each other's eyes,
I could tell that they were having thoughts similar to mine. They were two
young men whose fathers were about to fuck their beautiful asses. Surely,
very few boys ever shared such a taboo experience. It had to be creating a
bond between the two of them.

Gio closed his eyes and moaned.

I looked down at his ass and saw his father pressing his fat, Italian dick
into his tight hole. No words can adequately describe what I felt at that
moment. I was witnessing a father penetrating his son's ass. A big, burly,
Italian man with a wife, three sons and two daughters, was slipping his
fat, 7" dick inside one of those sons. Despite societal rules, he was
giving in to the temptation to fuck his son's tight, warm hole. And that
son--that handsome, college-aged, athletic son--was right there with his
dad, offering his ass, hoping that his father would fill it. The smile on
both of their faces said it all. They were meant to do this. Antonio's cock
was made for Giorgio's ass. They fit together, just like Jeremy and I
did. It was beyond beautiful.

Giorgio arched his back and leaned against his father's chest. He extended
his neck as he turned his face toward his dad's. And for a moment, it
looked like father and son would kiss.

But they didn't kiss. Giorgio moved his head away at the last moment.

Antonio slammed all 7" of his thick cock into Gio's young ass. He turned to
me and smirked. He looked down at my son's ass and at my dick throbbing in
front of its hole. He nodded and flashed his eyebrows.

I looked down at my son's perfectly round butt cheeks and at his moist pink
hole. I lined my head up to it and pressed forward. As soon as my cock
touched his lips, they wrapped themselves around it and sucked it in.

Just like Giorgio, Jeremy leaned back against my chest. But unlike Giorgio,
he was preparing for a kiss.

With one hand on his chest and the other cupping his jaw, I pulled me son
into a kiss. As my tongue invaded his mouth, my cock invaded his ass. My
entire body tingled as I allowed myself to enjoy the incredible sensation
of expressing my love for my son in such a carnal, natural way. I wondered
if Antonio and Giorgio realized what they were missing. Their sexual
coupling was amazingly hot. Didn't they know how much more explosive the
experience could be if they kissed one another?

Cheers and whoops erupted around us. Jeremy and I chuckled and stopped
kissing. We looked around the room and saw that the men and boys were
enraptured by what they were witnessing. They had no idea that we were
father and son, but they knew we were a daddy and boy couple who loved one
another.

I noticed that there was only one other pair who were kissing. It was Dave
and Noah. They were standing side-by-side, with their arms around each
other's back. They were kissing while black-haired Billy sucked on Dave's
long dick, and his big-moustache daddy was on his knees eating Noah's
muscular ass.

I smiled at Dave. He lifted his hand and gave me a thumbs-up.

I turned back to Jeremy and gave him one more kiss. My cock was about
half-way inside his silky hole. I placed both my hands on his bubbly butt
cheeks, spread them, and slid my cock all the way in. As his inner walls
tightened like a glove around my shaft, I was sure I could feel the loads
of cum that other men had released inside my boy. My groin hit his ass and
I let out a sigh.

It felt good to be back home inside Jeremy.

I thrust inside my boy a few times, enjoying the exquisite perfection of
his ass. The other boys' asses I had fucked that night had been good. But
they couldn't compare to Jeremy's. His was so warm, so tight, so silky, so
perfect.

I heard a grunt next to me and looked over at Antonio and Giorgio. Dad was
slamming his cock in deep. Son was holding onto the backrest of the
barstool with all his strength. I felt another rush of excitement as I
watched Antonio use his son for his own pleasure while knowing how much
pleasure Giorgio was getting at the same time. Just like me and Jeremy. I
loved fucking Jer's hole. Jer loved feeling my cock thrusting inside him.

Antonio was looking at me and Jeremy, watching my cock slide in and out of
my son's tiny, pink hole. He had an intense look in his eyes, and I
imagined he was enjoying watching another dad and son fuck.

I pulled my cock all the way out and showed off my lube- and cum-covered
shaft. I placed my thumb inside Jeremy's open hole before sliding my cock
back inside it. I repeated this a few times. Antonio's eyes were glued to
the display I was putting on. Then I slid my cock inside Jer and resumed
fucking him.

The Italian construction boss pulled his thick dick out of his son's ass
and waved it toward me.

I was tempted to drop to my knees and suck the piece of meat into my
mouth. I had sucked it in the bedroom earlier in the night. I was yearning
to suck it again. But I resisted the urge and continued to fuck my son
while watching the masculine host of the party.

Antonio placed his cock at the opening of Giorgio's ass, teasing me as much
as he was teasing his son. Then he slammed it in to the hilt, eliciting a
cry from Gio. He held it deep inside, then pulled it out. With both thumbs,
he spread his son's hole open and flashed his eyebrows at me. Then he
thrust his cock deep inside.

Giorgio let out another cry. I looked at the boy's face, expecting to see
pain. Perhaps there was a little of it on his face. But mostly I saw
arousal. He was enjoying what his father was doing to him. Or... maybe it
was hurting, but he was enjoying it because it was his father who was doing
it.

Antonio slammed his cock into his son's ass a few more times, then he
resumed a less intense and more rhythmic fucking.

For the next several minutes, I got lost in the pleasure of the moment. I
was fucking my son next to a man who was fucking his. My original
excitement about sharing the taboo experience with the Bianchi men was
coming back. I couldn't believe that Jer and I had found another father/son
couple, and that the other father and I were fucking our sons in front of
each other. It was also exciting that we were surrounded by men who loved
the daddy/boy fantasy and would have given anything to be in our place,
fucking their own sons.

At one point, Antonio lifted his hand and pointed at his wedding ring. I
did the same. That reminder that we were both married men made my cock
twitch inside Jer's hole. We both were cheating on our wives with our own
sons. We were the worst kind of husbands and the best kind of dads.

As I continued to fuck my boy, everything about the situation was
stimulating me. I grabbed onto Jeremy's hips as I began pounding him
hard. I watched his bubble cheeks bounce with each thrust. I pulled him
back again so we could kiss, then I released him, so I could thrust deeply
inside him.

I was getting close. My mind was spinning with sexual excitement and I
didn't care about my deal with Antonio. My son's hole was driving me wild
and I needed to release my seed into it. I had held back from cumming all
night, I couldn't do so any longer.

I looked over at Giorgio and realized he was watching me. He mouthed the
words, 'Fuck me.'

At that moment, I realized I needed to control my urge to cum inside Jer's
hole. I had made plans with both Antonio and Giorgio and I would see them
through, if I just stopped fucking my son. But, try as I might, I couldn't
stop. I was too far gone. Just a few thrusts more and I would pump my nut
butter deep inside my son's hungry hole.

As my head started spinning and my balls started pulling up tight against
my body, I felt Antonio's strong hand grasping my shoulder. His grip was
painful, providing the distraction I desperately needed. My mind cleared
and I stopped thrusting into Jeremy's silky, glove-like hole. My balls
ached, as if protesting having to hold their brew inside. And as I slid my
cock out of my son's adolescent hole, I felt the pain in my balls even more
acutely.

I took a few deep breaths and looked over at Antonio.

The hairy, muscular construction boss said, "I gotta fuck your boy's sweet
hole. How about we swap?"

The room went silent. I looked around and saw that everyone was watching us
closely, even Dave and Noah. And as Antonio and I switched places, a few
began to whisper to one another. I wasn't sure what was going on. I knew
they were enjoying the show that the four of us were putting on, but I
didn't understand why they were so quiet all of a sudden.

As I stepped behind Giorgio, I saw his hole. His ass lips were a little
puffy from the brutal fucking he had received from his father's thick
dick. I placed my thumbs on his pink opening and pulled his ass lips
apart. I leaned down and pushed my tongue into his warm hole. I could taste
lube and Antonio's pre-cum. The flavor sent my head spinning. I pushed my
tongue further in and began to feast on his tight, teenage hole.

Gio reached back and pulled my head against his ass. With my nose now
smashed against his butt cheeks, I thought I was going to suffocate. I gave
it a few seconds, then I pulled my head back. I inhaled deeply, catching my
breath. I looked over at Antonio and saw that his face was buried in my
son's ass. I smiled, knowing how easy it was to get lost in pleasure while
feasting on Jer's perfect, pink hole.

I looked at Jeremy. His eyes were closed, and his smile stretched from ear
to ear. I felt a wave of love for my boy wash over my body. Whenever he
smiled, it made my heart sing. Jeremy's happiness was the most important
thing in the world to me.

Gio wiggled his ass, drawing my attention back to him. He gave me a
melancholy smile as he glanced toward Jeremy, then back at me.

I suddenly felt uncertain. Was Gio offended that I was staring at my son
while I was supposed to be paying attention to him? Or was he jealous of my
feelings for Jeremy? Or was he envious of what Jeremy and I had? I didn't
know why there was sadness in Gio's eyes. But I would do whatever I could
to make him happy, at least sexually.

I smiled playfully at Antonio's son. I stood, placing my head next to
his. I inserted a finger into his boy-hole and whispered in his ear. "I've
been saving my load for you."

All the sadness disappeared from his eyes. It was replaced with pure
joy. He smiled at me and nodded. He said, "Fuck me, daddy."

Antonio said, "Well, listen to that. My boy's begging you to fuck him. You
better strike while the iron's hot, big guy."

I glanced over at Antonio. He was standing again, and he was pressing his
cock against my son's round butt cheeks. I said to him, "My boy has been
wanting your load deep inside him all night. Why don't you slide that fat
dick inside him and give it to him?"

Antonio and I paused for a moment as we looked into one another's eyes. I
saw an expression flash across the construction boss's face. It only lasted
for a fraction of a second, but it was long enough for me to see it and to
recognize it. Antonio was in love with his son just like I was in love with
mine. And, even though no words were spoken, we both were saying, 'That's
my son you're about to fuck. He's not one of those boys who were brought
here by their fake daddies. He's my son, my pride and joy, my world. Be
good to him.'

I began pushing my cock into Giorgio's tight ass. Antonio stared at my
disappearing cock for a few moments, then he looked into my eyes. He held
my gaze for a few moments, then he looked back down at my cock as it was
swallowed up by Gio's sweet ass. When he looked at me again, I mouthed the
word, 'Thanks.'

Antonio nodded, then turned his attention back to Jeremy's ass. He slowly
pushed his thick daddy dick into my son's tiny pink hole. He slapped Jer's
bubble cheeks and exclaimed, "Holy shit, Jeremy! Your ass is so fucking
tight!" He slid further in and said, "Oh yeah, nothing like a good tight
boy-hole!" He bottomed out and said, "You've wanted my dick in your ass all
night, boy. How does it feel?"

Acting like Antonio hadn't fucked him earlier in the night, Jer responded,
"It's even thicker than I thought it was." He took a deep breath and said,
"Oh my god, you're stretching me wide open." He gasped. "Oh fuck, it feels
good! Fuck me, daddy."

Antonio glanced at me and flashed his eyebrows. He mouthed the word,
'Thanks.'

After that, we both really began fucking each other's son. We slid our
thick cocks into their young holes until our groins were hitting their
skin. We pulled our daddy dicks out and watched their holes winking at
us. We grabbed onto their hips and rammed our schlongs into them. We slowed
down and fucked them leisurely as we watched their faces contort in
ecstasy.

For a few minutes, we both closed out the world and focused completely on
the boys in front of us. I especially enjoyed how tight Gio's hole was. He
was not an expert bottom like Jeremy, so I had to be careful not to fuck
too hard, as he frequently tensed up when I did so. I didn't have the
freedom I had with my son. I quickly learned how deep and how hard I could
go, and I eased into a nice steady rhythm.

Antonio, on the other hand, already knew what my boy could take. So he went
for it. He fucked Jer's ass like he was a bull fucking a cow in heat. He
was very verbal, telling Jeremy how tight his hole was, how beautiful his
butt was, how he could fuck him for hours, and how he wanted to fill him
with his hot, Italian cum.

Then, for a few minutes, Antonio and I focused on each other. We showed off
our fat daddy dicks, pulling them out of our sons' holes and waving them at
one another. Then we pushed them against their tight openings and
encouraged each other to slide them inside. Then, we slowly pushed our
shafts inside our sons, making sure we both could see their asses
swallowing our meat.

I looked at Giorgio's young body and had to admire it. With my dick buried
deep inside his warm hole, I ran my hands over his tight, athletic
torso. His skin was soft, and his muscles were hard. He didn't have nearly
the bulk that Hector or Ryan had, but he had the slim, tight body of a
devoted athlete. As I ran my hands down his V-shaped back, I imagined that
he was probably a big stud on his college campus, attracting both male and
female students.

I withdrew my cock from his ass. I placed both hands on his tight butt
cheeks and separated them. His shiny hole was so fucking enticing. Giorgio
had said that he didn't get fucked often. As I studied his tight hole, I
felt lucky to be one of the few men he allowed to experience it.

Movement next to me caught my attention. Jeremy had slid off the barstool
and was standing facing Antonio. He wrapped his arms around the man's
barrel-chest and buried his face in his hairy pecs. The construction boss
pulled my son up until he could wrap his young legs around the older man's
waist. Antonio reached under Jeremy, grabbed his own cock and held it in
place as he aimed Jeremy's hole over it. Then my son sat down as Antonio
pressed upward. The married father of five slid his dick into my son's hole
as he held him in the air. Jeremy kept his balance by holding on tight with
his arms and his legs.

I watched in fascination as Antonio's physical strength was on display. He
was holding my son up while fucking his tight, pink hole. Antonio ground
his pelvis forward and back while Jeremy lifted his ass up and down. I
couldn't believe how perfectly in synch they were.

Giorgio moved off his own barstool and turned toward me. For a moment, I
panicked, thinking that Antonio's son would expect me to lift him up and
fuck him like his father was doing with Jeremy. Gio was bigger than my
son. I wasn't sure I would be able to do it.

But Gio had something different in mind. He wrapped his hand around my
lube-covered cock and leaned in close. He licked my ear before whispering,
"Let's move to the couch."

I glanced quickly at Jeremy. I had spent nearly the entire evening apart
from him. I didn't want to walk away again.

As if sensing my hesitation, Gio pushed his tongue into my ear, then said,
"They'll follow us." I hesitated again, then Gio grabbed my arm and
whispered, "My dad will follow me; trust me."

I walked toward the couch with the athletic college student. After we took
the first step, Jeremy's eyes flew open and he watched us. His look of
sexual ecstasy changed to disappointment. My heart nearly broke as I
realized I was upsetting my son by walking away. I stopped and was about to
walk back to them, but Antonio's next action made me stay where I
was. Without looking at us, the Italian dad lowered Jeremy to the floor and
began leading him toward us.

I gave Gio a look of admiration. He did know his father well. And maybe,
just maybe, he knew how to manipulate him.

There was another daddy/boy pair on the couch. The daddy was one of the men
who had been standing by the pool table earlier in the night when the
bouncer was fucking Devin. He was a heavily-tattooed Caucasian man who
looked like he had just stepped out of a trailer park. He was very skinny,
and he had a bald head and a thick goatee. He was lying across the cushions
and stroking his long, thin dick. Squatting over his face was a
light-skinned Hispanic boy with a smooth ass. He was moving up and down as
he fed the man his young hole.

The boy was the first to notice we were joining them on the couch. He
turned to look at us, and I saw that he was probably 18 years old, just old
enough to have graduated from high school recently. He looked at all of us,
pausing briefly on my and Antonio's hard cocks.

I felt a tingling in my balls. There was yet another boy whose ass I could
fuck, if I just said the word. It was beginning to become surreal.

The boy and his trailer-park daddy moved to the side, occupying the
left-most cushion. I sat on the right-most one and Antonio guided Jeremy
onto the middle one. Sitting next to one another on the couch, my son and I
naturally fell into a kiss. I cupped his jaw in my hand as I gently
explored his mouth with my tongue. I broke the kiss and looked into his
eyes. His disappointment was gone; his sexual excitement had returned.

We both smiled at each other, then turned our attention to the father and
son in front of us. I looked up at the Italian couple and hoped that I
would see them kiss. But they continued to be unaffectionate with one
another. They focused completely on us.

Gio stroked his long dick with one hand and stroked mine with the other. He
stared at my cockhead. And when a drop of pre-cum leaked out of it, he
scooped it up with a finger which he moments later pushed into his
ass. When he saw the lustful grin on my face, he turned around and bent
over. He spread his athletic ass cheeks and continued to finger his hole.

Meanwhile, Antonio had gotten to his knees on the floor and had pulled
Jeremy to the edge of the cushion. He lifted my lover's legs and whistled
loudly when his young boy-hole came into view. He leaned down and placed
his face in my son's crack. Jeremy grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard as
the Italian father of five ate his tender hole.

For a couple minutes, we stayed like that. Jeremy and I held hands as I
stroked my cock and watched Antonio eat his ass, and while Gio fingered his
own tight hole for me. The Hispanic boy sat on his tattooed daddy's long,
thin dick and the man started fucking him hard.

Dave stepped around the couch. Leaning over the back, he kissed Jeremy for
a few moments, then slid over and kissed me. He whispered in my ear, "I'm
glad you accepted my invitation to come here."

At the same time, Gio lowered his ass to my crotch and sat on my dick. I
felt his warm, silky inner walls suck my thick dick inside him. My eyes
rolled back in my head and I said to Dave, "So am I, buddy."

Dave kissed me again. His tongue entered my mouth as my dick slid further
inside Gio's young ass. I moaned, and the diner chef placed his hands on my
chest and gently pinched my nipples.

A surge of sexual excitement overtook my body. I thrust deeply inside
Giorgio as I gasped in Dave's mouth. Giorgio cried out and Dave
chuckled. He ended the kiss and said, "Noah and I need to leave in about 20
minutes. You guys still leaving with us?"

I nodded as my head cleared. I couldn't believe that it was almost time to
go already. I was glad that Dave had been watching the time. I was so lost
in pleasure that I had forgotten that the clock was ticking. I said to
Dave, "Yeah, we'll be ready to go." I turned to Jer and squeezed his
hand. When he opened his eyes and looked at me, I said, "Twenty minutes,
Baby."

Jer nodded at me and looked up at Dave. He then closed his eyes and
groaned. I looked down at Antonio. He was devouring my son's perfect hole.

Gio had begun fucking himself on my cock. I watched his back and his butt
cheeks as he took it deep inside, then pulled back up until only the tip
remained inside him. He had such a beautiful v-shaped torso and such a
beautiful young butt.

I looked at Antonio and we locked eyes. The masculine construction boss
stared intently at me as he stood and pushed Jeremy's legs back. He looked
down at my son's tiny, pink hole as he pushed his daddy meat inside it.

Jeremy whimpered loudly as his ass was filled once again with thick Italian
meat. He looked my way and we both leaned toward each other. We kissed and
looked affectionately into one another's eyes. We said, "I love you," at
the same time and smiled.

I looked up at Antonio and saw that he was watching us. As soon as he
caught my eye, he looked quickly at Gio. It was clear to me that the man
wanted to know what it was like to kiss his son like I kissed mine.

Antonio looked back at me and I smiled at him. I grabbed his son's waist
and held it still while I pushed my cock deep inside him. I nodded at him,
hoping he understood that I was telling him I understood how he felt about
the boy and that I appreciated him letting me fuck him.

The construction boss grinned and nodded in response. He slammed his cock
into Jer's hole and said, "We got some fine boys here, don't we?"

I slapped Giorgio's athletic butt and said, "Fuck yeah. Mighty fine!"

The next several minutes were a blur of sexual activity. Gio picked up the
pace on my cock, riding it like a bronco bull. Antonio alternated between
slamming his hard cock into Jer's hole and tenderly making love to it. The
tattooed trailer-park daddy fucked a load into his Hispanic boy, then they
stepped away from the couch. Dave took their place, kneeling on the cushion
and feeding his long cock to my horny young son.

Billy appeared out of nowhere. He stepped onto the couch and straddled
me. He lowered his small, round ass to my face. He spread his butt cheeks
and squeezed his hole, making it wink at me. I shivered all over as I stuck
out my tongue and pushed it inside him. I had enjoyed the time I spent with
him earlier; I was happy to be able to experience him again.

At that point, things started to heat up for me. Giorgio was riding up and
down on my engorged cock. Billy was grinding his pretty little ass against
my face as my tongue fucked it. I could hear Antonio's body smacking
against Jeremy's with every thrust. And I could hear my son moan as he
devoured Dave's long dick.

I was no longer going to pace myself. I had edged myself for far too
long. It was time to listen to my balls and to allow them to release their
warm brew. I began fucking Giorgio's ass more aggressively as I feasted on
Billy's hairless hole. I tasted the unmistakable flavor of cum as it oozed
out of Billy's well-fucked ass. That sent sparks of excitement through my
head and my body as I wondered whose cum I was eating.

Jeremy grabbed my hand. That touch pushed me over the edge. I gasped loudly
as I squeezed Jeremy's hand and thrust deep inside Giorgio. Seconds later,
my cock began to pulse as it sent load after load of cum inside the boy's
tight hole. The world began to spin as I felt the amazing pleasure and
relief of releasing the load that I had held in for hours. By the time I
finished filling Antonio's son's hole with my sperm, I was sure I had
counted 8 or 9 pulses. It was a big load, and Giorgio was taking it all.

Maintaining a firm grasp on Jeremy's hand, I cried out, "Holy fuck!" I then
slipped my tongue back into Billy's cum-filled hole. A few moments later,
his opening clamped tightly on my tongue and his body jerked. He released
another load of his ball juice, this time, all over my face and my hair. He
lifted his ass from my mouth, squatted down, and kissed me. Then he moved
off the couch and went toward his daddy.

Giorgio lifted himself off my cock and let it drop freely. He moved over to
his father and Jeremy. He straddled my boy's body just like Billy had
straddled mine. But he was facing the opposite way, pointing his ass toward
Antonio. Using Dave's back for balance, he bent over and offered his
cum-filled ass to his father.

Antonio continued to fuck Jeremy's ass as he pressed his head into his
son's crack. He mumbled, "Feed it to me." Then a few moments later, he
moaned and began making slurping sounds.

My cock had been deflating by that point. But as soon as I realized the
hairy Italian host of the party was eating my cum from his son's ass, my
shaft began to thicken again. I wrapped my fingers around it and started to
stroke it.

With his face still buried in his son's cum-filled ass, Antonio began to
grunt loudly. His thrusts into my son's ass became erratic as the man's
whole body began to shake. Then he cried out, "I'm cumming!
Jesus-fucking-Christ, I'm cumming!"

Jeremy's grip on my hand tightened again.

I looked at my son and saw him grinning from ear to ear as he took every
drop of Antonio's cum inside him. I brought his hand to my lips and kissed
it.

When Antonio was done, he took a step back. His thick 7" cock bounced up
and down as he wiped his brow and said, "Hell yeah! That was good."

Noah slid in front of Antonio and dropped to his knees. He sucked the fat
Italian dick into his mouth and coaxed out the remaining drops of cum.

With his father no longer eating his ass, Giorgio stepped off the couch. He
held Jeremy's legs up with one hand while he stroked his long, fat dick
with the other. He reached behind himself and rubbed his fingers up and
down his own ass. Then he rubbed the lube and cum he had gathered from it
onto his cock.

My re-hardening cock twitched as I realized my cum was now serving as
lubricant for the studly, college-aged boy's big dick.

Giorgio played with Jer's hole for a few moments before lining his cock up
to it and sliding it in. He smiled down at my boy as he pushed inch after
inch into him.

Jer held Dave's large cock in his hand as he concentrated on taking all of
his fellow boy's schlong into his amazing hole. He smiled and nodded at
Giorgio, encouraging him to keep pushing further in.

For the next few minutes, Giorgio fucked my son. Unlike his father, he slid
his cock slowly in and out. I assumed it was because his cock was longer
and thicker than his father's and he knew from experience that he needed to
go easy when fucking a tight, young hole. And the kid definitely was
experienced. He had my young lover whimpering in no time. And before long,
Giorgio emptied his young adult ball juice into my son's teenage ass.

I watched as Antonio's sexy son pulled his cock out of Jer's hole. And when
he wiped the remnants of his cum onto my son's smooth skin, I licked my
lips. I wanted to taste that jizz.

I slid off the couch, dropped to my knees and wrapped my lips around
Giorgio's big cock. I could taste my son's ass on his skin, which made me
even harder. I couldn't get much of it into my mouth, but all I needed was
a few drops of his potent, teenage cum. I pressed a finger against his
taint, forcing the final drops of jizz out of his cock and into my hungry
mouth. I savored the almond-flavored nut butter, rolling it around my
tongue before swallowing it down.

I released Gio's cock and stood. He leaned his body against mine and licked
one of my nipples. I held his head against my chest for a few moments as I
watched my son jack his cock while sucking Dave's long dick.

I knew my son was trying to cum. And I knew exactly how to help him.

I stepped away from Gio and knelt in front of my son. I spread his perfect,
bubbly butt cheeks and licked his puckered ass lips. A pearl of cum was
resting at the opening. I licked it up. I wasn't sure if it was Giorgio's
or Antonio's. Either way, I didn't care. I loved knowing it was cum from a
Bianchi man's balls. That was enough for me.

I took my son's cock out of his hand and wrapped my lips around it. It was
my favorite cock in the world, and it fit perfectly in my mouth. I sucked
it down, swallowing all of the pre-cum that had leaked out of it. I pulled
my mouth off it, then focused on his balls. The low-hanging globes pulled
tightly against his body in response to my probing tongue. My son was so
ready to cum.

I stood and pushed his legs up so his ass was in the perfect position. Then
I slid my cock into his hole. Jer gasped loudly and licked Dave's cock head
as he looked intently up at me. Within seconds, my son's cock erupted,
sending volley after volley of white lava all over his young stomach and
chest.

Dave began moaning as he jacked his cock furiously over Jeremy's face. He
stared down at my cock in my son's ass and licked his lips. Jer wrapped his
fingers around the man's balls and tugged on them. Dave cried out, "Oh
fuck!" as his cock began spewing cum all over Jeremy's face, neck and
chest. The diner chef moaned loudly as he drenched my son in his warm ball
juice.

Hungry for more cum, I scooped up some of the life-giving fluid from Jer's
chest and pushed it into my mouth. It was thick and tasted sweet. Just like
I had done with Giorgio's cum, I rolled it around in my mouth before
swallowing it down.

Dave fell back onto the cushion and Noah pounced on him. The Polynesian
muscle stud kissed the red-haired chef while he squeezed out the remaining
cum and fed it to both of them.

Without removing my hard cock from my son's glove-like ass, I lay on top of
him. I kissed his lips, then rested my head against his. I listened to his
heart beat as it slowly returned to normal.

I pulled my cock out of Jer's ass and squeezed his arm. "Come on,
Baby. Time for us to go."

We stood. At that point, I realized we both had cum all over our bodies,
including some of Billy's teenage jizz in my hair.

Antonio handed me and Jer towels and said, "Let's get you guys cleaned up."

Gio took Jer into the hallway bathroom. I was about to follow them inside,
but Antonio grabbed my arm and said, "Do you have a few minutes?"

I nodded and followed the party host to his bedroom. We stepped inside and
Antonio shut the door behind us. He gestured for me to sit on the bed.

I sat down and said, "Thanks for letting us into the party. We've had a
great time tonight."

Antonio sat next to me and said, "Yeah, I could tell. And we've had a great
time with you and your son."

There was an uncomfortable pause before Antonio said, "Do you mind if I ask
you a personal question?"

I looked over at his naked, hairy body and felt my cock begin to chub. He
was an incredibly hot man.

I responded, "No, go ahead."

He nervously rubbed his hands up and down his hairy legs. "You and
Jeremy. You guys seem really close. I mean, you two really like each
other. Like... this is more than just sex for you two. Am I right?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Yeah it started out as just sex. But
now... yeah... now it's a lot more than that."

Antonio nodded and said, "We told you earlier that we know a few other real
father/son couples. None of them are affectionate with each other. You are
the first couple that seem to be..." He paused for a second, then said,
"...in love." Immediately after saying that he said, "Sorry, Clint. I
wouldn't presume that, but I saw how you look at each other. And you said
'I love you' to each other a couple times."

I placed a hand on his leg and said, "Don't worry about presuming. Jer and
I don't hide how we feel about each other when we're with other like-minded
guys."

He studied my eyes for a few moments before saying, "You're lucky,
buddy. Giorgio and I have awesome sex together. But that's all it is... for
him... just sex. He doesn't look at me the way that Jeremy looks at you."

I squeezed his thick, hairy thigh. "Not even when you're alone?" I was
still hopeful that Giorgio was interested in his father on a romantic
level.

Antonio said, "No. The sex is intense. And every time he fucks me and
empties his nuts deep inside me, it's fucking mind-blowing." He frowned as
he placed his hand on mine. "But, no. He's not looking for anything more
than that. At least not with me."

I glanced down at his big, calloused hand resting on mine. I turned my hand
over so our palms were touching. We both grasped one another's hand,
sliding our fingers next to one another and squeezing tight. His fingers
were big, and his grip was strong.

We both stared at our grasping hands for a few moments, then we looked into
each other's eyes.

Antonio said, "I watched you and Dave kissing. I don't usually see men
doing that." He looked at my lips, then back into my eyes. He said, "Dave
has tried to kiss me a few times, but I have never let him." He looked at
my lips again. "And you kissed Jeremy. And you were kissing Billy, too."

I shrugged. "What can I say? I like kissing."

He squeezed my hand and moved closer to me. Our shoulders were
touching. "How does it compare to kissing women?"

I inched my head closer to his and said, "Let me show you." I didn't wait
for a response. I closed the distance between us and planted my lips on
his.

At first, Antonio didn't react. He didn't recoil, which was a good
sign. But he didn't kiss back. After a few moments, he chuckled and pulled
away. He said, "That feels weird, scratchy." He looked at my lips and said,
"But good." This time, he took the initiative and pressed his lips against
mine. After a few tentative pecks, he sighed and relaxed into the
kiss. Within seconds, our lips parted, and we tentatively pressed our
tongues against one another.

Once our tongues touched, the energy in the room changed. We devoured one
another's lips and tongues, acting like two teenagers who were making out
for the first time. We continued to hold one another's hand, and we used
our free hands to explore one another's torso. I ran my fingers through his
forest of hair; he ran his hand over my pecs and pinched my nipples. We
grabbed each other's hard cock and began stroking.

When we came up for air, we both laughed. Antonio said, "Holy shit! That's
fucking hot!"

I squeezed his thick, Italian dick and said, "Yeah, it is. I don't know
about you, but I think kissing a man is more intense than kissing a woman."
I ran my thumb over his engorged cock head. "When you kiss a guy, you're
also touching his warm skin, his hard muscles, his aroused cock." I lowered
my hand to his big balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. "It's a whole
tactile experience."

Antonio nodded as he stared at my lips. He asked, "And what about your son?
What's it like to kiss him?"

I thought for a few moments before answering. I suspected that he longed to
kiss his own son and wanted to experience it vicariously through me. I
said, "Jer's lips are smooth like a woman's. But the skin around them has a
hint of stubble, making it similar to a man's."

Antonio nodded, as he stroked my dick and explored my chest.

I added, "And if you love your boy like I love mine, then kissing him is
taken to an entirely different level. Touching his lips and feeling his
tongue on yours... it's so fucking amazing!"

Antonio's eyes became unfocused for a moment as he said, "I do... I want
that..." He then refocused and grabbed the back of my head. He pulled me
into a kiss while he continued to stroke my thick meat. He shoved his
tongue into my mouth and moaned loudly

I resumed stroking his thick, Italian sausage as I kissed him back. My head
was spinning with lust. I wanted to experience one-on-one sex with the
construction boss. I wanted to suck his cock again and to feel him sucking
mine again. I even wondered if I could fuck his hairy ass. He had asked
Jeremy to fuck it earlier. And he had just said that Giorgio fucks him when
they're alone. I wondered if he would let a man like me fuck his tight
hole.

But before I could find out, Giorgio opened the door. The hung college stud
said, "Jer, Dave and Noah are done..." He stopped mid-sentence, stepped in,
and shut the door.

Antonio and I had stopped kissing and had started moving into neutral
positions.

Giorgio was speechless as he studied each of us. Then, in a flash, he lost
his cocky attitude. His shoulders slumped and his voice lost its
forcefulness. He muttered, "Sorry for interrupting. It's your turn in the
bathroom, Clint."

He gave a final look at his father and me, then he walked out of the room.

Under normal circumstances, I would have felt guilty. But when I looked at
Antonio and saw the grin on his face, I knew that something good had just
happened.

Antonio asked, "Did you see that? Did you see how he reacted to seeing us
kiss?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I think he was jealous."

Antonio nodded enthusiastically and said, "Fuck yeah!" He rolled off the
bed and placed a hand on my back. "Thanks, buddy. I'm fuckin' glad you and
your son came tonight." He rubbed my back and said, "You guys might be the
example that Gio needs to see."

I grinned at him as I placed a hand on his back. "So, does that mean we'll
get an invitation to the next gathering?" I lowered my hand until it was
resting on his beefy, hairy ass.

He returned my grin and said, "Shit, buddy! You two are on the permanent
guest list." He reached out and pinched my left nipple. "And, if you guys
are interested, we can get together between parties... just the four of
us. By the way Gio reacted to you tonight, I'm pretty sure he'd enjoy some
good son-swapping sessions with you two."

My cock thickened as I imagined fucking Gio while Jeremy fucked Antonio. It
got even thicker as I imagined watching Gio fuck his father. I squeezed the
man's ass, secretly hoping that he'd let me fuck it someday too.

I said, "Hell yeah. We'd definitely enjoy that." I squeezed his ass again
for emphasis.

Antonio was quiet for a few moments as he caressed my pec. He appeared to
be considering saying something. But the moment passed, and he said, "Well,
let's get you cleaned up so you can get home to your wife."

Right before exiting the room, Antonio removed his hands from my body and
pushed mine away from his ass. Then we exited the room as two masculine
daddies. No one would ever know that we had hugged, stroked and kissed each
other. Antonio had a reputation to maintain; I was happy to help him
maintain it.

End of Chapter 37.