Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2013 13:56:59 -0600 From: Jim 002 Subject: Mike and Hank Chapters Four and Five Mike and Hank By jim002@outlook.com Copyright 2013 by jim002@outlook.com Please donate to nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is fiction. None of the characters are based on real people. Four I sat next to Mike in Hank's backyard while Hank grilled the steaks. "Mike, are you sure you don't mind if I have sex with your uncle?" "Tom, stop worrying so much. I know how much you love me. You got kicked out of your home to be with me." "I.I'm more worried about you loving me." Mike pulled me against him. "Don't baby. I was a little surprised, but I really enjoyed watching Dad fuck you. I guess I am more like him than I thought. Does that bother you?" "That you enjoyed it? No. I'm glad!" He smiled. "The thing is, I don't want to influence you." "I don't know what you mean." "I don't want you to do things, sexually, because I want them." "Oh. I won't." "I'm not expecting us to ever have a monogamous relationship. I thought I made that clear when I told you I wanted you to make Dad happy. That's not how I grew up. I was having sex with Dad and Uncle Joe, but they had sex with other people. None of us stopped loving each other because of it." "So it's OK to have sex with Uncle Joe?" "Tom, I want you to have sex with Uncle Joe. I want to watch him fuck you. There I came right out and said it. But I don't want you to have sex with him because I want you to." "Oh! I understand. But if you don't tell me things like that, how will I know that you would enjoy it?" "I don't want you to do it for me." "Well, I do." He looked at me for a minute. "Your lover wants to get your dick hard, son." Hank said. "What's surprising about that? After all, he gets to enjoy that nice, stiff cock of yours. The one he helped get hard." "Thanks, Hank. You explained it better than I could," I said. "You're welcome, sweetheart." "Mike, I promise I won't have sex with anyone I don't want to have sex with." He nodded. "Then that's fine." "So you'll tell me? You'll make suggestions?" I asked. "You really want me to, Tom?" "Yes. Because then I won't feel the slightest bit of doubt about whether I'm making you unhappy." "OK!" I smiled at him. "Now, while I don't have a problem with you having sex with others, I would like to know about it. I don't want you doing it behind my back." "OK." "And I don't want you having sex with anyone, besides my uncle, without me or Dad present. That's just for safety reasons." I nodded. "So one of your, I mean our, family members should be present." Mike smiled. "Exactly. We are your family now. Now, before you ask, you can have as much sex with Dad and Uncle Joe as you like. You don't have to keep asking every time. I trust both of them completely. I also don't want you worrying every time you have sex with one of them that you are making me unhappy. It's just the opposite. The more you make them come, the happier they will be, and the happier I will be. As far as romance, I would be glad if Uncle Joe and you hit it off. Uncle Joe's lover left him about a year ago, and he's been depressed. You have two lovers, now, right?" "Yes." "And you love both of us." "Definitely." "Well, I am certain you can love Uncle Joe and still love Dad and me." I nodded. "The thing is, Tom, you are a bottom, and all three of us are tops. Dad and I haven't been able to make Uncle Joe happy, because we don't want to get fucked." He grinned at me. "If you want the job, that's great!" "He does have a beautiful cock," I said, without thinking. I think I blushed. Mike laughed. "You are adorable, baby. If you take good care of his cock, I am certain you will be able to add it to your collection." I laughed. "I do seem to collect them!" "Yeah. You are a sweet kid, and you are gorgeous, too. I have no doubt that Uncle Joe will fall hard for you." "As long as he's hard!" We both laughed. "I can't wait to see your lips stretched around his cock, baby," Mike whispered in my ear. I groaned. "Would you like that, baby?" "Yes, Mike, yes!" "He's like Dad. You won't have to wait long to get his cock in your mouth. He will be all over you, just like Dad was." "That's good. I never had to worry for an instant that Hank liked me." "Well, Uncle Joe will like you just as much. Maybe more. After all, he's gay." "Will my age be a problem?" "Yes." "Oh." I was disappointed. "He might injure himself trying to get his cock out of his pants when he sees you." I laughed. "I'll take it out carefully." Mike laughed. "I would appreciate it. He will, too!" "I will be fucking you while you suck him, Tom." I groaned. "I want you to swallow his cum. I always did." I moaned. "I will! I promise!" "But before you swallow it, I want to kiss you. I want to taste his cum in your mouth." "Oh, Mike! I want that, too! We can rub his cum over each others' tongues." Mike sighed. He looked happy. I realized we were very much in sync. I felt for Mike's cock. He was hard. I pulled it out a leg of his shorts and began sucking him. I heard him grunt. He tasted so good. I angled my head so I could look up at him while I sucked him. "I am really looking forward to watching Uncle Joe fuck you. I can't wait to slide my cock inside you while Uncle Joe and Dad's cum is leaking out of you. After I shoot, I'm going to eat all that cum out of your cunt." I groaned. "And there are other men I would like to see you with. And don't worry, I will tell you who they are. One man I know for certain you will love." It sounded really good to me. I continued sucking him, while I looked at his handsome face. But I knew he had come several times. I wasn't sure I could make him come again and my jaw was getting sore. After a few minutes, I pulled off him. I started jacking him off. He thrust his crotch up. I carefully pulled his balls out and held them while I stroked him. "I love you, Mike." "I love you, baby." "My mom said I could only tell her I love her once per conversation." Mike burst out laughing. "I think I overdid it when I spoke to her, earlier." "I'm sure she was glad to hear it. "Now I want some of my birthday present," he said. Mike pulled my head to his and thrust his tongue into my mouth. I was very, very glad I was his present. Mike pushed his hand inside my shorts. His finger felt my hole. He pushed it inside me, and finger-fucked me while we kissed. I felt something brush my arm. I tried to pull away from Mike to look, but Mike held my head. I reached out and felt that it was Hank's erect cock brushing against me. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it while Mike and I continued to kiss. It was pretty close to our faces. I pulled our mouths over to it and pulled away to lick it. Mike joined me. The two of us licked the head of Hank's cock for a while. Our tongues slid over the head and each other. I continued jacking Hank off while we did it. Mike jacked me off. I started to taste Hank's precum. I'm sure Mike did, too. I loved what we were doing. I couldn't wait for Mike and I to do it to his uncle Joe. "Oh, fuck, that's nice," Hank said. I had to agree. A phone rang. Mike pulled away. He smiled at me and I smiled back. He went into the house to answer it. Hank rubbed his cock head over my lips, coating them with his precum. I took him into my mouth and sucked for a minute. Then Hank pulled out and sat down next to me. I licked his tasty juice off my lips. "You like that stuff, don't you, baby?" "I do, Hank." "Daddy is going to feed you often. You are my lover now, and we both want a lot of sex." His cock was sticking out of his shorts. I reached over and began stroking him. "I love your cock." Hank grinned at me. "When do you want to meet Joe?" I thought about it. "I don't know. It's Mike's birthday. I don't want him to feel neglected." "Having sex with Joe could be part of his present," Hank said. "That's true." I sighed. "I don't want to be a slut. I think that is where I am headed." "I'm a slut and you like me, don't you?" I smiled at Hank. "I love you, Hank. I really do." "Thank you, baby. If Mike and I love you, what difference does it make?" "I don't know." "You heard Mike say 'other men'." "Yeah." "Well, I feel the same way. We want you to be a slut. We want to watch you with other men and then take our turns when you have us so hot we explode. Don't be afraid of the word. I'm the biggest slut Mike ever met-he's told me that more than once--and he loves me. And you love me. I doubt you would love me more if I was celibate." "I wouldn't. "Then what more could I ask?" I smiled at him. "Well, you are practically perfect," I said to him. "Oh, baby!" Hank pulled me over and kissed me. "You know, I spent a lot of time waiting to get sucked at gloryholes. But you are the kind of boy who would be doing the sucking, aren't you?" I nodded. "You would want to suck the cocks of the guys like me. I know a lot of tops who would love to fuck a bottom like you. I know a lot of guys who want to get their cocks sucked. They would prefer to do it in private. And often." Hank rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip. "Do you want their cocks spurting into your mouth?" I moaned and Hank grinned. He felt my dick. I was hard. "Oh! You like that idea! You like the taste of cum?" "I'm starting to love it." "That's good." "It is?" "Oh, yeah. You can never be a really good cocksucker, if you are afraid of getting cum in your mouth. And every man wants a good cocksucker kneeling in front of him. Baby, the thought of you eating cum makes my cock hard. And that's a good thing." I nodded, grinning. "I'll tell you something, Tommy. I need a hobby." "I thought you had sex." Hank laughed. "But how many times can I come in a day. Three? Four maybe, with you. That's it. The rest of the day is boring. Now what I would like to do, is spend some of that time finding men for you." I gulped. "Finding men you would find desirable. You would tell me what you like and I would go get them. And then I would bring them to you and watch them fuck you and feed you their spunk. That will make my cock hard and we both agree that is a good thing." "We would need to get Mike's approval." Hank grinned. "Let me tell you a little secret about Mike. He tries to fight it, but he is a pervert like his father. From what he was saying about wanting to watch you with other men, I think he is getting over it. He will enjoy it as much as you and I will. We will both be finding men for you." I nodded. "So! You'll let me do it?" "Yes." "You don't know how happy that makes me!" "Well, you are my lover Hank. I want to make you happy." "Thank you, sweetheart. Now what kind of men do you like?" "I like them hairy, and not too fat." Hank nodded. "Ages?" "As long as they are out of high school." He nodded. "Any particular kind of dick?" "Well, I like yours an awful lot." He looked unhappy. "You used to love it." I laughed. "I L.O.V.E. your cock." He grinned. "You know, a lot of them just want a blow job. They won't want to get undressed." I thought about it. "Well, they should be good-looking and have nice dicks." I bent down and took him in my mouth. His cock was still wet. I began sucking my lover. Hank sighed and leaned back on the bench. A minute later, a buzzer went off. "Steaks are done. Will you bring me the platter on the kitchen counter?" I pulled off his cock and wiped my mouth on my arm. "Sure." Hank slapped his erection against his palm. "You have this for dessert." I smiled and stood up. It was more of a main course. "Meat for dessert?" He grinned. "No. Semen. CrŠme de la Hank." I chuckled as Hank put his cock back inside his pants and walked to the grill. We ate dinner. Mike and I had made a salad and it was really good. Hank had baked potatoes in the oven. They were great, too. The steaks were the best part, though. While we were eating, Hank said, "You know, I would really love to have good video of Tommy's first encounter with Joe. Joe is going to go into a sexual frenzy when he meets Tommy. We should have a record of it." "He may not even like me," I said. Hank and Mike laughed. I frowned. "He will love you as much as we do, Tom," Mike said. "He's gay, lonely, and horny. And you are adorable. I'll film it, Dad." "When would we watch it?" I asked. Hank frowned. "I would rather have sex than watch a video of me having sex." They both laughed. "Maybe you are right. I have a lot of video of Mike and me I've never watched. I wanted to be able to show it to my grandson someday." "Was that going to be when you explained what perversion was?" I asked, grinning. "Yes. I would tell him to stay away from men who wanted to do things like that to him. Then I would keep showing them to him until he begged me to fuck him." We laughed. Mike shook his head. "You'll just have to show them to me, Granddad." He chuckled. "That will work." We were finished eating. Hank stood. "I'll cleanup. You two can go fool around." "I can help," I said. Mike took my hand and we walked to Hank's bedroom. Mike lay down, grinning at me. "I can still hardly believe you are mine, Tom." "I feel the same way. It seems too good to be true." Mike nodded. I lay down next to him and we kissed. Afterwards, I looked into his eyes. "I love you so much." "I know. I can't understand it, but I'm grateful," Mike said. I stroked the side of his head. He closed his eyes. I heard my new phone ring. I got out of bed and took it out of my pants on the floor. It was my dad. "Hello?" "Hey, Tom! How are you?" "I'm find, Dad. How are you?" "I'm great. I spoke to you mother." "I know. She told me." "The thing is, I need to talk to you about the changes in your life." I got a sick feeling, but then I realized there was nothing he could do to interfere. Mom had custody. She was the only person who could force me to do anything. "I'm not leaving Mike." "I don't want you to, if you are happy." I was surprised. "Your mother thinks he is the spawn of Satan. But then she thought I was, too." I laughed. "You used to be so anti-gay!" I said to him. "I know. I was just repeating what my parents said to me. You do that when you are a parent, if you aren't careful. You make the same mistakes your parents did. But I'm not anti-gay and I am definitely pro-Tom." I smiled. "I'm glad." "But I still want to talk to you." "OK." "I would like to get together tomorrow." "Get together?" "If you don't object, I was going to fly there." "Oh. I thought we were going to talk on the phone." "No. I'm not really comfortable talking on the phone, now that we know all calls are being monitored." "Well, it's OK with me." "Good! Will you give me Mike's address?" I put my hand over the phone. "Mike, do you think we will be at your house or here tomorrow?" "Either. Both. Depends on the time and what you want." Hank's house was nicer. I gave Dad its address. "Call when you land, so if we are at the store or something." "I will. I can't wait to see you, son." I lied. "You, too, Dad." I hung up. I had stopped thinking much about Dad once I realized I was gay. I figured we would never see each other again. But if he changed, maybe we would. "That was my father. He wants to talk to me tomorrow. He's flying here to do it." Mike looked worried. "He said he wasn't coming here to try to split us up." "Oh." Mike got out of bed. He took my hand and we walked to the kitchen. "Tom's father is flying here tomorrow to see him," Mike said. Hank was washing dished. He dried his hands. "What did he say?" "Just that he needed to talk to me. He said he wasn't going to try to split us up." Hank thought for a minute. "Were you close to him?" "No." "Hmm. Maybe he is realizing your childhood is over and he wants to make a connection before it's too late. Or maybe he wants to give you a safe sex talk." I nodded. "I think we should give him the impression you are only having sex with Mike." "Does that mean you won't French kiss me in front of him?" Hank and Mike laughed. "Yes, it does. And I don't want you pulling our cocks out and sucking either one of us while we are talking to him." I laughed. "Couldn't I just tell him Mike is my lover and you are my grandlover?" They laughed. "I always wanted to screw my grandson. I guess that is as close as I'll come to it." Mike and I laughed. The doorbell rang. Hank walked to the front door and opened it. "Hey, Joe!" He walked in. Joe's hair was very short. It was so short, he was almost bald on the sides. He was bald on top. He had a neatly trimmed moustache and he seemed to be in really good shape. I looked at his crotch. He was hard, and I was pretty sure he wasn't wearing underwear. He grinned at me as he walked up. He took me in his arms. He was taller than Mike or Hank. He pressed his mouth to mine. I opened my mouth and we kissed. I heard him unzip his pants. He took my hand and pushed it inside his pants. I wrapped my hand around his erection. He pulled away. "Hank told me you were friendly." I laughed and they joined in. "I am. I try to always make people feel wanted." I squeezed his cock. "You are good at it!" Joe said. I smiled at him "Did they explain to you that I have the most money and can give you the kind of life they can't?" I stared at him. He looked like he was joking. "They forgot to mention that for some reason." They chuckled. "I want to suck you while Mike fucks me," I said to him. "You told me Tom was kind of shy, Mike," Joe said. "We're bringing him out of his shell," Hank said. "You know, fucking him over and over, showing him incest videos, that kind of thing." I laughed. "Keep up the good work!" Joe said. I looked up at him. He smiled at me. He stroked my cheek. "I'll buy you a Corvette if you move in with me." I gulped. "Damn! Joe! Cut it out!" Hank said. "He's Mike's lover and he doesn't know you are kidding. You need to find a lover your own age." I laughed at the expression on Joe's face. You'd think Hank told him to screw a hamster! "Me! Me! I need to find one? What about you? Still hanging out at the Junior College?" Hank chuckled. "They were too old. I found Tom. He's almost young enough," Hank said. We all laughed. "But I'm supposed to find someone my own age!" Joe said. "I'm glad you agree, Joe," Hank said. We all laughed. I slid my hands under Joe's T-shirt. I felt his hairy chest. He kissed me again while I felt his body. I felt my pants being removed. I stepped out of them. Then my shirt was pulled over my head. Joe took the opportunity to strip. Mike stood behind me with his arms around me while I watched Joe. I looked up at him. "I love you, Mike. I won't leave you. I hope you never leave me." He smiled. "I love you, too." I reached behind me and took his dick in my hand. Hank got undressed. A couple of minutes later, we were all naked. "You like this?" Joe asked, as he slapped his cock into his palm. It reminded me to eat Hank's dessert! "I do." "What do you want to do with this bad boy?" "I want to suck him. I want you to come in my mouth." Hank grinned. "Then I want you to fuck me." "Shoot! I almost forgot!" Joe walked over to Mike. He hugged him. Then they French kissed. Hank stood next to me. He squeezed my butt. I reached over and began jacking him off. Mike pulled away from Joe. "Happy birthday, Mike." Mike smiled. "Thanks, Uncle Joe." Mike knelt and began sucking his uncle. I watched for a moment. Then I knelt and began sucking Hank. Hank ran his fingers through my hair. I reached up and felt his chest. The hair on his chest was longer than Mike's. I wondered if Mike trimmed his. "Let's switch, Hank," Joe said. Hank pulled his cock out of my mouth. Joe stepped up to me. I watched Mike suck his father. It was so hot! Joe pulled me up. He backed me up against him. "You like watching them?" "Yes." "I got to see it all the time when Mike still lived with his father." Joe ran his hands over my chest. I leaned my head back against him as I watched Mike suck. Joe pulled on my nipples. Joe took my hand and led me to the sofa. We sat. "Have you ever wanted to suck your father?" Joe asked me. "I never thought about it." "Is your father as good looking as you?" "Do you want to see a picture?" "Yes." I got up and went to get my old cellphone. I brought it back with me. I found a good picture of my dad and showed it to Joe. "What a hot man!" Joe said. "Fuck! As in, I want to fuck him. Would you mind, Tom?" I stared at him. "If he doesn't mind, I don't mind." Joe nodded. He seemed serious. "He's straight, you know," I said. "That doesn't seem to bother either of them," Mike said to me. "Both Dad and Uncle Joe have taken straight guy cherries." "We used to compete," Hank said. I laughed. Then I wondered if they were telling the truth. "I've always thought a straight man was just someone who had never seen my cock," Hank said. Joe shook his head. I bent over and started sucking Joe. He rubbed my back while I sucked him. "He's coming here tomorrow," Hank said. "Is he? Is he opposed to Mike and Tom?" "He says he isn't. Tom and his father haven't been close. I think he probably realizes he's missed the last of his childhood and misses him." Hank tasted good. "No. I'm pretty sure his father is gay. I don't think he will struggle too much before I fuck him. Maybe he wants to give Tom a safe sex talk." "I thought that might be it," Hank said. "He waited a little too long. You are supposed to give those to your sons before they get fucked in the ass by three men." I stopped sucking and sat up. "He only knows about Mike. I don't think we." "I'm kidding, Tom." "Oh. Why do you say he's gay?" I asked Joe. "I can just tell." I thought about the weird things my dad had said about gays and what he had said to me a couple of hours earlier. I wondered if it could be true. Mike and Hank walked over to us. "If he is gay, I would like you to do me a favor, Tom," Joe said. "OK. What is it?" "We want to watch," Hank said. Joe nodded. "Watch what?" "Watch you suck him. Watch him fuck you," Joe said. I laughed. "That will never happen. I don't know if you are right about him being gay, but he won't want to. Besides, he and Mom used to argue all the time about sex. He told me she was frigid once. I had to look it up." "Hmm," Joe said. "Your mother may be many things, but she is not frigid," Mike said. "We had a lot of sex. She would tell me what she wanted me to do to her. She got into it." "That doesn't sound frigid," Hank said. I didn't understand. Then I realized it was obvious. She wanted sex, she just didn't want it with my father. She did divorce him, after all. I wouldn't want to have sex with someone I didn't like. I began sucking Joe, again. Mike moved behind me. I felt cold, wet fingers at my hole. One pushed inside me. Then a second one. I hoped Mike was going to fuck me. "Yes, that's right," he said, as I wrapped my hand around Joe's balls. I sped up sucking him. I wanted his cum. "I'm close, baby." A couple of seconds later, he groaned as a jet of hot cream shot into my mouth. I swallowed and got more. I liked the taste. A cock pushed inside me while I was swallowing Joe's cum. I sucked until Joe pulled his cock out of my mouth. He tilted my head up and kissed me. Then Joe tilted my head to the side. Hank's cock was there. Joe pushed my head to it. I began sucking Hank. Joe fucked me after Mike finished. Then Hank fucked me while I kissed Mike. We had sex for a couple of hours. "It's time to give you your birthday present," Joe said to Mike. "It's not a fuck, is it?" Joe laughed. "My balls are little raisins right now. They need to recharge. It's outside." We got dressed and walked outside. It was dark, but there was a streetlight not too far away. There was a Lexus parked on the street. Mike looked around. Joe handed him a set of keys. "To your Lexus?" Mike asked him. "To 'your' Lexus, Mike. I bought a new one. It's a gift from your father and me." Mike's eyes widened. "It's only a couple of years old!" "Three years." I looked at Mike. He looked very excited. Mike opened the door and sat in it. "Come on, Tom. Let's go for a drive." "Why don't you drop me off at home?" Joe said. Mike nodded. I got in the front passenger seat and put on the seatbelt. Joe got in the back seat. "How do you like the car, Tom?" Joe asked me. "It's great. Is the backseat big enough to get fucked on?" Joe chuckled. "Climb back here and we'll check." I laughed. "Raisins and all?" "We'll try it tomorrow." "OK!" Mike started the car. "Have you ever gotten your cock sucked in a Lexus?" I asked him. "No. I wonder if your mother would do it." Joe laughed. I squinted at him. "You have to split up with her. You can't fuck both of us." "No, Tom. You have three men fucking you. Possibly there will be four or five tomorrow. Can't Mike fuck both you and your mother?" "No!" They laughed. What Joe said sunk in. "Four or five? Who are they?" "Your father for one. He may be a bottom, but." "You think he might be a bottom?" "I'm pretty sure he is." I shook my head. "You sure can tell a lot from a three inch picture of someone's face!" Mike laughed. We drove off. Mike reached out and took my hand. I squeezed it. "I love you, Mike." He smiled. "I love you." Five That night, I fell asleep in Hank's bed between Mike and Hank. I woke to Mike shaking me. "What?" I sat up. "Your phone is ringing." Hank wasn't in bed. I could smell coffee. I guessed he was making it. I looked at the clock. It was ten after eight. I got out of bed and walked to the living room, where I'd left my phone. I picked it up. It was my father. "Hello?" "Hi, Tom. We just landed." I was still asleep. "Landed?" "The plane. I'm at the airport." "It's early. I thought you would be later." "It was the only flight I could get today that I could use my frequent flyer miles on. I had to get up at four-thirty!" "OK." I yawned. He gave me the gate and terminal number. I hung up and told Mike. We hurried and got dressed. I brushed my teeth. "Pick up Joe on the way to the airport," Hank said to Mike. "I told him you were on your way." "Are you going?" I asked Hank. "No. There won't be room for five of us." "Oh." We left. I had no idea why Joe was going with us. He left his house as soon as we pulled up. I watched him lock the front door. He got in the back. "Do you want to test the back seat for fucking now?" I laughed. "Don't you ever think about breakfast?" "I just assumed you sucked Mike and Hank for your breakfast. Do you want more breakfast? I can feed you some." I laughed. "I thought you were going to fuck me in the back seat!" "I'll feed you, then fuck you." "Isn't Uncle Joe a nice guy?" Mike asked me. I laughed. We headed for the airport. "What do you do, Joe? For a living, I mean." "I was a surgeon. I'm retired now. When I heard Hank was going to retire, I did. I couldn't let me little brother beat me at it." I saw Dad on the sidewalk outside the terminal. I opened the window and waved. He eventually noticed and waved back. Mike pulled up next to him. He was carrying a very small bag. Joe got out of the backseat and opened the door for Dad. "Hi. I'm Joe, Mike's uncle." "Hello, I'm Rich." "That's nice. What's your name?" Joe asked. I rolled my eyes. Rich laughed. He shook Joe's hand. Dad got in the back seat and Joe closed the door for him. I thought that was weird. "Hi, Dad!" "Hey, Tom! It's great to see you." Mike turned around and held his hand out. "I'm Mike." "Nice to meet you, Mike. I would never have known you from the way Tom's mother described you." I put my face in my hands. Joe laughed out loud. "Mike and Tom are worried that you are going to come down on them for being gay. That's why I'm here," Joe said. "I don't understand," Dad said. "I can tell whether a guy is straight or gay. You're gay, aren't you, Rich." I gulped. Mike and I were both trying to look at them in the back seat. A car honked at us. Mike drove away. Luckily, I could still watch. Dad got tears in his eyes. Joe took Dad's hand and held it. Dad looked at his hand. He nodded his head. I was surprised, but I guess I was prepared for it since the night before. Joe let go of Dad's hand and began rubbing Dad's back. "I'm so happy, Dad." "Are you, Tom?" "Yes! Now that you are admitting it, maybe you can be happy. Do you have a lover?" "No." Joe chuckled. I looked at Joe. He winked at me. Then he spread his legs. I could see Joe had an erection. Then Dad saw it. Joe took Dad's hand again. He placed it on his crotch. Dad froze. "Joe isn't very shy, Dad?" Joe and Mike laughed. Dad looked at me. His face was red. "I noticed that right away?" "Did you notice that before or after you saw how handsome he is?" Dad gave me a little smile. "After." Joe moved Dad's hand on his crotch until Dad took over and started groping him. "Do you want that big dick?" Dad gasped. "My son!" "You want your son?" "No! He's right here!" Dad said. "He's seen it." Dad's eyes were wide. "Dad, are you a bottom?" I thought Dad was going to have a heart attack. His mouth was open and his eyes were wide. "Tell me, Rich." Dad closed his eyes and nodded. Joe smiled. I wasn't sure I should shock him more, but I could see the way Joe looked at Dad. "Will you let Joe fuck you?" Dad clinched his eyes shut. I watched a tear drop down his cheek. "I'm HIV positive." I couldn't believe it! "Are you OK, Dad?" "I'm fine. I'm on drugs and they are working." "What's your viral load?" Joe asked him. "Undetectable." Joe pulled Dad against him. He kissed the side of Dad's head. Dad looked totally freaked out, but he didn't pull away. "It just means I will have to use condoms. It's OK, Rich. Really," Joe said. "I'm so sorry, Tom." "Don't be, Dad. I've still got Mike and his father." Joe closed his eyes. Mike groaned. Dad stared at me. "Mike and his father.still." Dad said. "I don't think that the two of you were talking about the same thing," Joe said. "I meant for being positive and disappointing you. For what I said about gays when you were little. What did you mean?" Dad asked me. "I meant the same thing," I said. Joe laughed. "Nice try," Mike said. "Mike AND his father?" Dad asked. I didn't know what to say. Should I deny it? Should I explain I meant something else? "I think Tom meant that he has Mike and his father to love him," Joe said, helping me out. "I doubt that," Dad said. "When you put my hand on your crotch, Tom acted like it was the most normal thing to do." "Rich, don't make a big deal out of it," Joe said. "You will just make everyone unhappy when we should be happy." Dad looked like he was going to argue, but he didn't. "What kind of men do you like, Dad?" Dad shook his head. "I'm not used to.any of this. I'm not used to talking about it to anyone, much less you, Tom." "Well, things change. I have a lover. My lover's uncle likes you. You need to adjust to it. I hope you will be happier." Dad sighed. "I guess I will." After a long pause, Dad said, "I like older men. Men like Joe. Unfortunately, one of them infected me." "Rich, I'm a gay surgeon," Joe said. "My nephew is bisexual. I keep up with HIV research and treatment. Mike and I are both HIV negative. I not only won't infect you with anything, but I can help you stay healthy." Dad looked like he relaxed. Joe pulled him closer and Dad sighed. I smiled at him. "You look happy, Tom." "I am, Dad. You look happier." "I am." "What did you want to talk about?" Dad laughed. "It doesn't matter now, but I was going to talk to you about HIV." I nodded. "How long are you staying, Rich," Joe asked. "My return flight is at six this evening." "Oh. It's a shame you aren't staying longer. Can you change your flight?" Joe asked. Dad sat up. He looked at Joe. "Do you want me to stay longer?" "Yes." Dad leaned against him again. "What do you do, Rich?" "I work in customer service at a computer company. I take calls." "Do you like your job?" "I like it better than my last job. Yeah. It's OK. I have insurance. That's the most important thing." "With the exchanges, you don't have to worry about that anymore," Joe said. "You have to worry about the premiums and the deductibles. I checked." Joe nodded. "I can add a domestic partner to my coverage," Joe said. "If insurance is your big worry." Dad started to say something and stopped. "Dad, if you can stay longer, it would be great to visit more." "Do you mean that, Tom?" "Of course!" He smiled. We pulled in front of Hank's house. There was an SUV in the driveway. I wondered who was there. Mike parked on the street. "I'll let you drive my truck to my house, later," Mike said to me. "Or I should say your truck." I grinned at him. "Do you mean it?" "Sure! I have this car now." "Oh, Mike!" I unfastened my seat belt and hugged him. "This is my brother's house," Joe said to Dad. "It looks like he has company." We got out of the car. Joe held the car door open for Dad. I almost laughed. Mike and I walked into the house. Hank was laughing at something. I saw a man's back. He turned around. It was Coach Morelli! He grinned at me. "Hello, Tom. Hank was just telling me all about you. About how much fun you four had." I stared at him open-mouthed. Then I looked at his crotch and saw the outline of his erection in his jeans. Joe and Dad entered the house. Hank introduced everyone. I watched Joe put his arm around Dad's waist. Dad didn't seem to object, even in front of two men he had never met, Hank and Coach Morelli. Coach didn't seem the least upset by the PDA of two men. "You're Mike's father?" Dad asked Hank. "Yes." "Can I speak to you privately?" "Sure." Hank and Dad left the room. Joe moved next to me. He squeezed my butt. I looked at him. "Are we still?" "If you want. I don't know how Rich will feel about it. If he doesn't like the idea, we will have to be careful." "So that was your father?" Coach asked me. "Yes." "He's gay, too," Joe said to Coach. "Both of them? Damn! That's something I would love to watch," Coach said. I was in complete shock. Then I thought about how Dad would feel. "They're both bottoms," Joe said. "You better not talk like this in front of Dad. I don't think he's been out long." "You are right," Joe said. "Will you keep his father out of here for a while?" Coach asked Joe. "Sure." Joe walked towards the kitchen where Dad was speaking to Hank. Coach smiled at me. Then he looked at Mike. "Hank said you didn't mind sharing Tom." Mike grinned. "I would never try to keep you from him." "Oh?" "We've talked about you." "Oh ho!" Coach turned to me. "I love the way you look at me! Every time I see you, you are looking at my crotch." I was so embarrassed, but he was grinning. He didn't seem to mind. "Someone told me you take pictures of my butt. I bet you jack off looking at them." I thought I would die from embarrassment. Then he added, "At least I hope so." "You do?" "It's not often I get to feel like a sex object. Not like I used to. When you are my age, you will know what I mean. I used to get lots of stares from men and women. With each year that passed, fewer noticed me. Now, there are only a couple of people who still seem to like the way I look." I couldn't believe it. "You're so handsome!" He grinned. "And sexy!" He chuckled. "See what I mean?" "You make me feel like I'm twenty-five again, Tom. I've been hoping you would make a pass at me." "I was afraid." "I know. I was, too. Having sex with a student is practically an act of suicide. It doesn't matter in the slightest whether they are past the age of consent. You're an automatic sexual predator and good luck finding a job after you get fired. That's assuming you don't go to jail. But we're not in school." I smiled at him. "No." "Hank told me what you like. I'm what you like. So are Mike and Hank." I nodded. "Would it bother you if I fucked Tom?" Coach asked Mike. "No. He wants you to, believe me." "Hank led me to believe you want to suck my cock, Tom." "Oh, god, Coach! I do!" "That's great! I haven't had a blow job for ten years." I shook my head. That was crazy! He was such a hot man! "Feel how hard I am." He took my hand and placed in on his erection. I squeezed it. "I plan to come in your mouth, Tom." "I want that!" "Yeah? You want what's in my balls?" "Yes, Coach." "Then you'll get it. Listen, I haven't had sex with my wife in over two years." "Is she insane?" I blurted out. He laughed. "Thank you for that, Tom. I would love for it to be a regular thing," Coach said to me. "How often do you think you might be willing to suck me?" "I don't know. Maybe twice a day?" "Fuck! I was hoping for once a week!" "I don't want to wait that long." Mike and Coach laughed. "Do you like the taste of cum?" "Yes." "Good, because I shoot big loads. I've measured it and I can shoot six ounces when I'm all worked up." "Wow!" "Do you like that, little buddy?" "Yes!" "Will you suck me right now?" "We shouldn't do it here," Mike said. "Why don't the three of us go to my house?" Coach nodded. "Dad, we'll be back in about an hour," Mike called. "Let's leave, quickly." We did. Mike drove his new car, I drove his truck, and Hank followed us in his SUV. Mike drove so slowly, I almost honked my new horn at him! We finally got there. I ran up to the house and waited for them to get out of their vehicles. "I think he's eager," Mike said to Coach as they walked up. Coach grinned at me. Mike unlocked the door and we walked inside. "You want to undress me?" Coach asked me. "Oh, yeah!" I pulled his shirt over his head as he bent over. I threw his shirt on the sofa. Then I felt his hairy chest. There were white hairs mixed with the black ones. "You like all that hair?" "I love it." "Time for you to meet your friend," Coach said. He kicked his shows off and I undid his pants. I pulled them down. I pulled his boxers down and his cock flopped up. I took it and kissed the head. "That's it. Show him you care." Coach stepped out of his pants and I took him into my mouth. I began sucking him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mike undressing. When he was naked, he left the room. He came back and I heard a snap. He pushed a lubed finger inside me. He worked it around and then got two fingers inside me. He pulled them out of me and then pulled me up. He took my hand. We walked over to the sofa. He sat. "Sit on my cock while you suck Coach." I grinned at Mike. I backed up onto his cock. I slid slowly down it. Once it was fully embedded in me, Coach stepped up. He pulled my head to his cock and I continued sucking. Mike reached around me and began feeling Coach's balls. "Pull down on them, will you?" Mike did. With his other hand, Mike jacked me off. Coach tasted good and he had a very nice cock. It was very stiff. I didn't have to wonder if he was enjoying it. I could taste precum. I thought about six ounces of Coach milk. That was a lot! I reached up and ran my hands over his back and sides. He sighed. "Tug harder on my balls," Coach said to Mike. He grunted and suddenly cum began shooting in my mouth. I gulped it down as fast as I could. He took my hands and put them on his nipples. I pulled on his nipples as he fed me. He wasn't joking about his big loads. I don't know how many ounces he shot, but it was more than Mike, Hank, or Joe fed me, combined. Finally, he stopped shooting and I swallowed the last of it. I pulled away and looked up at him. He had a huge grin on his face. "Did you like that?" he asked me. "It was wonderful!" He chuckled. I began stroking his cock. "You're still hard!" "Yup. Have some more milk." "I want more!" "First, I want to help your lover out." Coach put his hands under my arms and lifted me a little. Then he dropped me. "Oh, fuck!" Mike said, as I slid down his cock. Coach repeated it. "This is a great workout!" Mike and I laughed. Coach repeated that until Mike shot inside me. Then I sucked Coach again. After he fed me a smaller, second load, he sighed. "That was fantastic. Will you suck me tomorrow?" "Of course, Coach! I loved it! Will you fuck me?" He sighed. "That seems like cheating on my wife. You've got Mike and Hank fucking you." "That's OK, Coach. If I had to pick, I would pick sucking you." "Good!" We made arrangements for what times he would visit. "You can come any time." He chuckled. "I can now! Anyway, thank you, Tom. Don't suddenly get chummy at school." "I won't. People would wonder." "Right! But just because I don't pay attention to you there, doesn't mean I don't appreciate what you are doing for me." I shook my head. "What?" "It seems like you are doing it for me, Coach." He hugged me and I hugged him back. Then he left. Mike and I got dressed. We headed back over to Hank's house. I almost fell over when we walked into the living room. All three of them were naked. Hank was sitting on the sofa. Dad was on his knees sucking Hank. Joe was fucking Dad. I turned to Mike. "It's good to be home." The End