Date: Thu, 03 May 2007 04:19:32 -0500
From: Photo Guy <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: I'll Suck You ch 35

I'll Suck You

By:  Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)

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Archive.  It may not be copied to another website without prior permission
from the author.

This fictional story involves gay sex between family members and their
friends, and it is written solely for the reading enjoyment of people who
aren't offended by material of this type!  If you are underage, or this
type of material is illegal where you live, please leave now.

First off, let me apologize for leaving all of you hanging at the end of
chapter 34.  But like I've told some of you, I've wanted to end a chapter
that way for quite a while.  And it never worked out until now.

Thanks to those of you who emailed me after chapter 34!  It was sure good
hearing from you!

And special thanks to Steve for all the help you've given to me; your
suggestions have been great!

Chapter 35

(Chris continues with the story)

"Chris, get up front!" Derek shouted.  "Now!"

Still dazed, I slid into position in front of Kaiden, as my eyes scanned
the water.

"Left side paddle!" Derek cried out, followed by several other commands.
And suddenly the raft broke free of the rapids as it was propelled into a
calm, wide pool.

Dad was floating on his back a few feet away from us.

"Tim ... are you okay?" Josh yelled with tons of concern in his voice.

"Yeah, I think so," Dad answered as he waved his arms.  The raft pulled up
alongside him and Dad climbed aboard.  He'd lost his sunglasses and had a
few scrapes on his arms and legs, but other than that he looked fine.
"Where's Tyler?" Dad asked, suddenly alarmed.

I guess we were all glad that Dad seemed to be okay; but everybody was so
concerned about Tyler that nobody was able to show it!

"He was thrown out at the same time as you," Derek answered as his eyes
searched the water.  Even though he tried to remain calm, I could see the
worry on his face.  He blew a whistle, and a couple of rafts just in front
of us turned around and paddled back to where we were.

The guides conferred between themselves for a few seconds, which seemed
like an eternity.  And when Tyler still hadn't appeared, Derek announced to
all three rafts, "Everybody, we've got a missing person; he was thrown out
of the raft back in the rapids."  And he looked around to be sure all of
the people appreciated the gravity of the situation.  "We're going to run
the rafts aground and search for him from the shore.  I'd like to encourage
anybody who's willing, to help us look for him!"

As we were paddling towards the gravel on the far bank, someone shouted,
"Say ... is that him?"

All eyes turned in the direction the kid was pointing.  And was I ever glad
to see Tyler come barreling feet first out of the rapids!  He waved to let
us know that he was okay, as we paddled back to him.

"Tyler ..." Derek began, "... are you all right?"

"Yeah," Tyler answered; "I - I think so ..." He looked pale, and he smiled
wanly at us.  "Just a little shaky."

We pulled alongside him, and Dad helped him into the raft.  "Let's have a
look at you!" Dad commented, grim-faced.  Like Dad, he'd lost his
sunglasses and had a few scrapes.  But his helmet had a long gash along the
left side of it that led to a scrape on Tyler's cheek.  "Josh, it was a
good thing you insisted that we wear helmets!"

Tyler looked puzzled; and he removed his helmet, inspecting it.  "Da -
amn!" he exclaimed.  "That could have been my head ..." And he let his
thought trail off as he felt the place on the side of his head where the
helmet had protected him.

 "How are you feeling now?" Derek asked.  Then he asked Tyler a couple of
stupid questions like: 'who was the first president of the United States?'
And 'what day was it?'

The color had returned to Tyler's cheeks and he laughed as he answered both
of them correctly.  "Really, I'm fine!" Tyler declared.  He seemed to be
himself again ... a little the worse-for-wear ... but other than that, he
didn't seem to be hurt.

Derek took a few moments to apply some anti-bacterial creme to Tyler and
Dad's scrapes. "You really had us worried!" Derek stated as he put his
first-aid kit away.  "What happened, anyway?"

I know we ALL wanted to hear this!

"Well," Tyler began, "I don't know what threw me out of the raft.  But when
I hit the water, I went under for a moment."

"Damn!" Kaiden exclaimed as he shook his head.

"And then I grabbed ahold of a rock," Tyler continued.  He glanced around
at the rest of us, and all eyes were riveted on him.  "My first instinct
was to hold on for my life!  I looked for the rest of you, but I guess the
raft had floated on downstream."

"Sorry we had to leave you behind," Derek commented.

Tyler nodded before continuing, "Anyway, it took a little while for my head
to clear; and then I wasn't sure what to do!  The water was moving too fast
for me to try to stand up, or swim to shore.  But I was afraid to let go of
the rock!" He paused again.  "Finally Derek, I remembered what you'd told
us at the beginning of the float.  How if we were somehow thrown out of the
raft, and we couldn't get back on, we should float through the rapids on
our backs, feet first."

Derek nodded and smiled.

"Anyway ..." Tyler said, "it was hard to let go; but when I did, I guess it
worked like it was supposed to.  Because I'm here now!"

Even though we were in public, we all hugged Tyler.  Everybody was so glad
he was okay!  And after the family had their turn, I glanced to Derek.  It
looked like he wasn't sure what to do; he seemed to be wrestling with his
emotions.
  Finally, he gave Tyler a quick half-hug before pulling back.

"I'm SO glad you made it through okay!" he declared with a big smile.
"Like I told your Dad before, I haven't lost anybody yet.  And I'd have
sure hated for you to be the first!"

While we were hugging, and after the other river guides were sure Tyler was
okay, the two rafts that had returned to help continued on their way.  And
in a couple of moments, we followed them.

Derek was good at his job; and he had us all laughing and enjoying
ourselves before we'd gone too far. I guess after all the excitement we
just went through, the rest of the trip was anticlimactic.  While there
were several stretches of whitewater, they seemed to be pretty tame,
compared to the stretch where we had the accident.  Anyway, by
mid-afternoon, our raft nosed up to the bank.

It was the end of the trip, and it was one that we'd talk about for a long,
long time!

"Well, this isn't what I normally say at the end of a float," Derek began.
"But I sure hope what happened today doesn't sour you guys on whitewater
rafting!"  He looked at each of us.  "And I hope you don't rate me TOO low
for the way things went."

"Derek, I think you handled the situation the best you could!" Josh
answered.  "Unfortunately, accidents will happen ... Of course, I'm sorry
that one happened to US on this trip; but everybody's okay and that's what
counts!"

"Yeah, Derek," Tyler said, "if I had remembered what you told us, I would
have floated out of the rapids right away, like Tim."

Derek smiled, but I could tell that he really felt bad.  I guess he thought
he could, or should, have done something differently that would have kept
us safe.  But he just said, "Thanks ... A couple of us will go back to
where it happened and try to figure out what caused you guys to be thrown
out.  The rocks sure didn't move, but maybe a tree fell, and was snagged
underwater in the rapids."

As soon as we came ashore, one of the guides spoke into a two-way radio;
and in a few minutes, a bus pulled up that took us back to our cars.  They
handed out surveys for each of us to rate our experiences during the trip
and I gave high marks to all of the questions.  Even though we'd been
worried about Tyler, the trip had been lots of fun.  And when they asked if
we'd recommend whitewater rafting to our friends, or come back for another
trip, I gave it an enthusiastic ten.  I looked over at Tyler, and even
after all he'd been through, he rated the trip as being really fun too!

When we got back to the office, they had 8 x 10 photos that had been taken
of each raft during the trip.  Some of the pics of us were awesome, as the
photographer seemed to capture them when the waves were splashing their
highest!  Dad bought the complete set of our family, and paid extra for a
CD of the images.  And it looked like several of the other people were
doing the same thing.

"Well, Tim," Josh said, "Here's another business opportunity for you in
Colorado."  And Dad nodded as Josh continued, "Either try to get in with
one of the established rafting companies, or maybe partner up with someone
who's just getting into the business."

"Yeah," I commented with a smile.  "And you could get us boys to take the
shots along the river when we get a little older."

"I guess Ben and I will need to discuss it," Dad stated.  "But it sure
seems like there are lots of opportunities for GOOD photographers out
here!"  And he looked at me, as if to say that I wasn't there yet.

Fuck ...  Dad didn't HAVE to tell me; I knew I wasn't any good yet!  You
can probably remember, not all that long ago, when I told Dad that I didn't
care for photography.  I guess I always looked at it as Dad's work; it was
something that took him away from us and pulled us apart just about every
weekend.  But now, I was beginning to view it differently.  Instead of
keeping us apart, photography might be able to draw us together as a
family; and besides that, I was finding out that it was a lot of fun!

After saying goodbye to Derek, we left the river outfitters office.

"What about an early dinner, and then taking in a movie tonight?" Josh
asked.

"Sure!" Ryan exclaimed, as he buckled his seatbelt.

"What movie's on, anyway?" Kaiden asked.

"Well, the theater in Canon City is showing the 'Star Wars' movie that came
out a couple of months ago: 'Attack of the Clones'," Josh answered as he
pulled onto the highway.  "Yesterday, when we were looking for something to
do, I asked at the front desk, and they've got a six o'clock movie."

"Cool!" Ryan answered.  "I've been wanting to see it!"

"Me too!"  Kaiden chimed in.  And Tyler and I both gave the idea a thumb's
up.

We didn't have a whole lot of time for dinner, so Josh stopped at a KFC and
we had fried chicken.  I always liked the original recipe the best, but the
other guys all ordered extra-crispy or chicken fingers.  And after we were
through eating, we stopped by the bathroom to wash the grease off of our
hands.

Canon City wasn't a very big place, and the theater was old with only one
screen.  But for a Wednesday night, it as pretty full; I guess maybe lots
of tourists decided to see a movie tonight.  The picture had loads of
action, and I really liked it!  I thought it was sort of weird that they'd
make the movies of the end of the story before the beginning.  But hey, I
never claimed to understand how Hollywood worked.

"Did you guys have a good time today?" Josh asked as he pressed on his key
to unlock the car doors.  The parking lot was well lit, and he looked at
each of our faces, before settling on Tyler.

Even though I had lots of fun, before I answered, I looked to Tyler as
well.  Then something happened that lots of people might think was pretty
amazing.  Teenagers are supposed to be self-centered, or at least I've
heard that, after I got older.  And I guess the people who say that ARE
right most of the time.  But nobody answered Josh's question until after
Tyler spoke up!

Tyler looked at all of us.  "Well ... let me think about it for a minute
..." And he put his hand under his angular chin, as he assumed the classic
thinking pose.  "Yep," he smiled broadly, "I had a GREAT time!"

And as soon as Tyler spoke up, the rest of us chimed in with how much fun
it had been!

"Well, Tyler," Dad commented, "You had us worried there!"

And as the rest of us got in the car, right in the parking lot, Dad wrapped
Tyler in a big bear hug, while Tyler hugged him back.  I could see both of
their faces clearly in the powerful lights, and both Dad and Tyler's eyes
were shiny.  While Dad and Tyler had always liked each other, at that very
moment a special bond seemed to have been cemented between them.

Tyler and Dad said a few words to each other and then they got in the
Suburban.  And as Tyler took his seat, I hugged him to me.  "I don't know
what I would have done, if you'd been hurt!" I exclaimed as Tyler hugged me
tighter.

With a little laugh, he answered, "How do you think I feel about that?"
And then he held me at arms length and smiled broadly.  "But, nothing
happened, thank God!"

"Yeah," I replied as I embraced him again.  I think I've heard what passed
between us on the ride back to the motel described as a 'companionable
silence'.  We didn't say anything, but loads of unspoken comments and
emotions seemed to flow between us.

As the neon motel sign appeared, Tyler spoke up.  "I invited your dad to
spend the night with you and me.  I hope you're okay with that!"

"Sure!" I replied.  "But what about Ryan and Kaiden?"

"I think Josh will ask them to sleep with him tonight," Tyler answered as
he gave me a peck on the lips.  And sure enough, Josh asked the other guys
into his room as he turned off the motor.

As we got to our rooms, Dad, Kaiden and Ryan collected their things, and
the three in our room said goodnight to the other guys.

"Tyler, I'm sorry to keep repeating myself, but I have to say this again
... I'm SO glad that you're okay!" Dad stated as he double locked our door.
"I know that little accidents happen all the time.  But when you didn't
show up, I couldn't help but think of my wife's car accident and what I'd
have to say to your parents ..." Dad let his thought trail off and then he
shook his head.  "But enough of all that!" he smiled.  "You're safe, and
that's all that counts!"

"I'm just sorry that I scared you guys so much!" Tyler replied.  "But it's
all in the past now, and I don't want to think about it any more tonight,
okay?"

"Sure!" Dad answered, as he pulled off his shirt and adjusted the
thermostat.

"So Tyler, what did you have planned for tonight?" I asked, yawning, as I
slipped off my sandals.  "I'm pretty tired-out from all that paddling, but
you know me ..."

"Yeah ... I know you!" Tyler shouted as he threw a pillow in my direction.
"Wake up, Chris!  I don't want you going to sleep on me!"

I caught the pillow and threw it back.  It had been a couple of years since
I'd been in a pillow fight, but Tyler, Dad and I went at it with a
vengeance, laughing and having fun!  And by the time it wound down, none of
us were sleepy, and the bed was a mess.

"Fuck, Tim, you sure looked sexy while we were fooling around with the
pillows!" Tyler commented.  "When you stretched your body out, it made my
cock twitch and throb!"

Dad laughed heartily.  "Well, Tyler, I'm glad you like the way I look!" Dad
exclaimed, as he sucked in his already taut stomach above his low-slung
swimming suit, causing his chest to expand.  Laughing again, he struck a
classic body-builder's pose as he curled his arms, flexing his biceps.
Then he kidded around with us for a while, as Tyler and I felt his muscles.

Licking my lips, I reached down and untied the drawstring on Dad's
swimsuit.  And Tyler and I each took a leg, as we sat Dad on the edge of
the bed.  I threw the trunks in the corner and gazed at the hunk of man
before me ... my dad.  I couldn't help but wonder if I'd look as good as
him when I was over thirty.  I sure hoped so!

The other night at the ranch, Tyler and I spent the night with Dad.  We
both sucked him for a while and then he sucked each of us until we came.
Finally, Tyler jacked Dad off until he shot.

And we began tonight the same way. After spreading his legs wide, both
Tyler and I knelt between them, as we worshipped Dad's impressive member.
I stroked Dad's left thigh, enjoying the feel of the silky hairs over his
hard muscles.

Tyler took Dad's erect penis in his hand, and after squeezing around the
base, he said, "Fuck, Tim; you're SO-O big ... !"  Then he pressed Dad's
pubic hair back against his body.  "And you look even bigger now!"

"Yeah, Dad," I continued with the thought.  "After you saw Cole, I thought
you were gonna try shaving your pubes!"

"And I suppose YOU want to shave me tonight," Dad said to me as he tousled
my hair.  He let out with a little laugh.  "But I guess I DID say that,
didn't I?"

"Yep ... but I only wanna shave you, if it's what YOU want," I responded.
"You're plenty hot the way you are now.  Bu-ut ..." I let the thought
remain open-ended.  If Dad wanted to let us shave him, I was definitely up
for it; and my cock was leaking pre-cum at the thought!

"I'll tell you what," Dad began.  "I don't think I'm quite ready to shave
them all off.  But if you guys get the scissors from my shaving kit, you
can trim 'em, if you want."

"Sure, Tim!" Tyler exclaimed as he jumped to his feet.  And after darting
into the bathroom, he returned with a small pair of scissors.  Tyler
concentrated fully on the task at hand, sticking the tip of his tongue out
of the corner of his mouth.  He snipped a few times and the dark, wiry hair
fell to the carpet.  "Okay, Chris; now it's your turn."  And he handed the
scissors to me.

I trimmed some and gave them back to Tyler.  Dad just watched the whole
process without commenting.  We carefully trimmed all the hair off of his
balls, or at least as close as we could crop it.  And in the end, we left
Dad with dark brown pubes about half an inch long.

"And I thought you looked sexy before!" Tyler declared as he kissed the
knob of my father's leaking cock, savoring Dad's pre-cum.

"Thanks, guys!" Dad exclaimed.  "They DO look pretty hot all trimmed; don't
they?"  And Dad ran his hand over the short hairs.  "I like the look AND
FEEL; and fuck guys, doing that sure made me horny!"  Then he took both of
us in his arms, hugging us to his chest.  It was a long, loving embrace,
the kind all teen-aged boys should get to enjoy from their dads.  I guess I
was like lots of kids my age; I liked to try new, exciting things ... maybe
live on the edge just a little bit.  But in Dad's arms were safety and
stability ... and much more than that ... REAL LOVE!  With a final squeeze,
he released us.

"Tim, that was awesome!" Tyler stated with a smile.  "I wish I felt as
close to MY dad as I feel to you ..."

In his wisdom, Dad didn't say anything right then, but he hugged each of us
again.  I wasn't sure what would happen in bed, but it just seemed right
that Tyler should be the center of attention, because of what he'd been
through on the river.

"Um, Tyler ..." I began, while slipping out of my board shorts, "What did
you have in mind for tonight?"

He looked at me, and then his gaze traveled to Dad's package.  Dad followed
Tyler's eyes to his groin, while I watched the two of them.  A smile came
across Tyler's lips as he spoke.  "Well, Chris ... since you asked," he
said.  "I'd sure like to feel your dad's thick rod in my ass.  I'm getting
all horny just thinking about it!"

Again, Dad didn't say anything, but he seemed to be weighing what Tyler had
just said.

"And Chris, I'd like to be sucking you while your Dad fucks me!"  Tyler
concluded, as he stroked my meat a couple of times, before taking off his
shorts.

Finally Dad spoke up, "Tyler, fucking is one thing, but I look at MAKING
LOVE as something really special.  I've done it with my wife, with Josh and
my sons."  Pausing for a moment, Dad looked at me with a smile.  "I know
... you guys probably think I'm old-fashioned ... but that's okay!"  Then
he looked at Tyler.

I think my boyfriend was afraid Dad would turn him down, and I gotta tell
you, I wasn't sure.

But Dad added, "Tyler, I'd be HONORED to make love to you tonight.  We've
been like family, almost since I first met you.  And it sounds like we're
going to be pretty close after your mom and dad move out here."

I didn't realize I'd been holding my breath, until Tyler sighed in relief.
"Thanks, Tim!" Tyler exclaimed.  "You don't know how good it makes me feel
to learn that you consider me a part of your family.  You're an awesome
bunch of guys!"

And after giving Dad a quick hug, Tyler asked me to sit at one corner near
the head of the king-sized bed.  I propped a couple of pillows against the
headboard, and spreading my legs, I leaned back against them.  Then Tyler
lay on his stomach, crossways on the mattress, with his head between my
legs and his feet pointing to the opposite foot corner of the bed.  Tyler
propped himself up on his elbows as he began to tongue my crotch, and my
semi was soon a full-blown erection, as my cock craved the attention I knew
had to be coming!

Dad surveyed the fit body before him, I guess trying to decide exactly how
he wanted to proceed.  And after wiping his lips with the back of his hand,
he began to gently trace his fingers over Tyler's tanned body.  As I
watched, Tyler's skin got all bumpy.  Dad would lift his fingers from
time-to-time, and Tyler would shiver as Dad brought them in contact with
his skin.  Finally, Dad's talented hands discovered Tyler's firm ass.  And
he molded and kneaded the globes between his fingers.

"Oh yes!" Tyler moaned as he shook his head.  Then he kissed up and down my
shaft before moving a little lower.  He cupped my loose scrotum in one
hand, pulling my balls forward.  Tyler seemed to be inspecting each ball,
as he gently rolled them between his fingers.  And finally, he pushed one
of them into the moist warmth of his mouth.

As he sucked on it, I cried out, "Fuck yeah, Tyler!"  And when he pulled
harder, I groaned as I lifted my chin, while tangling my fingers in Tyler's
dark brown hair.

Tyler arched his eyebrows, and looked up at me with his big blue eyes. And
after releasing my left nut, he grinned before he went to work on the
right; Tyler rolled it over his tongue before pulling it away from my body.
It had been a while since anybody had done this to me, and I'd almost
forgotten how good having your balls REALLY sucked could feel!

Tyler moaned softly, and I glanced toward his thick head of hair, before
letting my eyes travel down his body.

Dad had changed positions ... and it almost seemed that he was thinking of
me when he did it!  Lots of fellows would have straddled a guy's back to do
what Dad did next; but then I wouldn't have been able to see much of
anything.  Instead, Dad lay to the side of Tyler, with his feet pointed
towards the headboard.  His face was poised over Tyler's butt, as he spread
my boyfriend's cheeks.  And scooting until he was in the perfect position,
Dad lowered his face to Tyler's recently suntanned ass.

I couldn't actually see what he was doing, but I knew enough about how Dad
rimmed a guy, to have a pretty good idea.  Dad's head bobbed up and down as
his fingers pulled Tyler open.  And from time to time, Dad would lift his
head, staring intently at his hands, while he'd insert a finger into
Tyler's ass.  Finally, he used both hands to pull and hold Tyler open,
while he jammed his tongue into Tyler's pucker again and again!

As Dad was doing all this, Tyler seemed crazed with passion.  He lifted his
face, and just stared at me through lust-filled eyes, grimacing from time
to time.  And crawling forward ever so slightly, he pulled my stiff meat
away from my stomach, as he looked it over.  He must have been happy with
what he saw, because he smiled before licking my shaft from the bottom to
the top, like a little kid might lick a Popsicle.

"You like that?" he asked in his sexiest voice; and I could only nod my
approval.

"Mmmm, yeah!" I cooed.  Sex was always fun for me ... and it still is, of
course!  But sometimes ... and I bet you guys can relate to this ... it's
more fun than others.  My cock felt super-sensitive tonight.  For some
reason ALL my senses were heightened as I lounged against the pillows.  "Oh
fuck, Tyler, you've got me right on the edge!"

Again Tyler smiled up at me as he kissed my cock a couple of times.  Then
he laid his cheek on my thigh, while I stroked his hair.  Oh-so-gently, he
wrapped his fingers around my meat and began to slowly pump my shaft,
avoiding my head entirely.

I could have stayed like that forever!  But I guess Dad changing positions
snapped me out of my dreaming.  Either that, or the click I heard as Dad
flipped open the bottle of lube.

Most of the time, Dad ... or any of us for that matter, used lots of lube.
But it almost looked like he would have liked to try dry-fucking Tyler,
because he used so little!  I mean, he squirted the tiniest amount on his
fingers and rubbed it over his head; and he didn't use any on his shaft or
Tyler's pucker.  But I guess Tyler was already pretty wet from Dad's spit.

After taking a quick look back towards Dad, Tyler moaned in anticipation.
And my father took up his position, hovering over Tyler.  Dad took his
massive dick in his hand and guided it to Tyler's waiting ass; and MY butt
quivered as I fantasized that I was lying there before my dad, not Tyler.

"Come on, Tim," Tyler urged, as he rubbed his cheek against my thigh,
scratching it with his two-day old beard.  "Give it to me!"

If I had been Dad, I might have jammed my cock in Tyler and reamed his butt
good!  And some other time, Dad might have done just that; but tonight he
was being slow and gentle.  Dad shifted all his weight onto his right hand,
as he pressed against Tyler's sphincter while lovingly stroking his back;
and after Tyler accepted him, Dad waited a little while longer for my
boyfriend to adjust to the intrusion.  Then Dad slowly pressed forward
until his newly trimmed pubes rested against Tyler's ass.  Fuck, they
looked SO hot, coupled together like they were!

"Oh ... shit!" Tyler cried out, as he pumped my dripping manhood a couple
of times.  And while Dad began a slow in-and-out motion, Tyler lifted his
head and poised his mouth over my throbbing pole, licking it tentatively.

Finally, Dad began to fuck Tyler in earnest.  Each thrust of his powerful
body, caused Tyler to scoot forward a little.  And Tyler took my cock into
his mouth, alternately sucking and slurping over my rod.  The sensations
were awesome and I knew I couldn't last for very long.

"Yeah, Tyler ... yeah!" I shouted as I stretched my legs and pointed my
toes.  "I'm gonna cum!"  I tensed my body as I tried to hold it back
... make the feelings last.  My heart was pounding in my chest, while I
held Tyler's head in place.  And suddenly, when I couldn't stop my spunk
any longer; I let go of Tyler's hair as I shot over and again!  My orgasm
was intense ... the kind I've only experienced once in a great while; the
good-burning feelings coursed through my entire body, and just seemed to go
on forever!  I shivered involuntarily, and my skin was covered in goose
bumps.

But finally it was all over, and slumping back against the pillows, I
relaxed.  As I glanced down at Tyler, I saw that his face was covered in my
jizz!  I guess he must have pulled off at the last second.  While he licked
the last dribbles from my glans, I wiped my cum from his cheeks and nose.
Feeding him my fingers, he cleaned them off, one at a time, making sure he
got every last drop of my sperm!

Dad must have stopped pumping while I had my orgasm.  Because when I was
finally able to focus my eyes, he was staring right at my face with a
knowing smile.  But as soon as my climax was behind me, he resumed, in
double time!  With each thrust he pressed Tyler's body forward into me, and
when Dad pulled back, Tyler went with him for a little ways, as they built
up a rhythm.

Anyway, the movements must have been stimulating Tyler's rock-hard penis,
as Dad's fucking humped my boyfriend's dick into the mattress.  Tyler's
face held a look of pure enjoyment, as he shook his head from side-to-side;
and damn it was sexy!  Grunting deeply, Dad jabbed harder, while Tyler
began to moan and sigh; with each thrust both of them got louder!

"Oh Fuck, Tim!  Oh Fuck ... I'm cummin'!" Tyler cried out.  "Unh! ... Unh!
... Unh!"

And immediately, Dad sweating body made a final wild thrust into Tyler.
Lifting his head, he brought his lips to mine, and we kissed passionately
as he emptied himself deep into Tyler's bowels.  Finally, Dad was spent,
and he relaxed completely into my arms.

"Guys ...  that was absolutely amazing!" Dad stated, barely above a
whisper.  "I've had some great sex in my life, but tonight was right up
there, no doubt about it!"  And with that comment, Dad slowly pulled out of
Tyler, enjoying the sensations of Tyler's ass one last time.

The three of us lay side-by-side, alternating kisses between us.  All of a
sudden, the activities of this long day ... both physical and emotional
... overwhelmed me.  And I felt drained, like I hadn't been in a long time.
Tyler made a quick trip to the bathroom, while Dad turned out the lights.
But before either of them made it back to bed, I was drifting off to sleep.
My last thought was 'it sure doesn't get any better than this!'

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And it doesn't get much better than what just happened between the three of
them!

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.  Writing the sex scene at the end,
really took it all out of me, as well as taking a lot of time!  I guess
it's been a while since I've written like I did there.  If you enjoyed this
chapter, I'd sure like to hear from all of you!  fotome11@yahoo.com And, of
course, any suggestions you have for the story are ALWAYS welcome!

Until next week!  Greg