Date: Tue, 18 Sep 2018 11:20:47 -0400 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Our Cabin in the Woods - Part 4 *Our Cabin in the Woods -- Part 4 * Gay, incest, father, son, man, boys * * * * We picked up Chris on our way to the cabin. Mom had already gotten us groceries for the weekend, so we didn't have to stop to get them. When we arrived, we unloaded and walked the short distance to our little slice of heaven in the woods. "Wow!" Chris exclaimed when he saw it for the first time. Once we were inside he added, "You did a really great job on this place, Mr. Kirk." That made my dad smile in spite of himself. "Thanks, Chris, it was a labor of love," he said as he looked at me. I beamed back at him then Dad and I put things away. Once we had finished, a brilliant idea came to me. "I feel like taking a dip in the lake. Who'd like to join me?" I looked at my dad and he immediately got what I was thinking. He smiled and winked at me. "I just have to put on my trunks," Chris told us. "Oh, Dad and I don't wear trunks when we go swimming." Then we both started undressing. "Steve and I don't have any secrets, do we buddy?" "Nope," I answered. Chris just stared at Dad as he removed his shirt, revealing his massive, hairy chest. I kept undressing, smiling, as I watched Chris watching my dad. Dad removed his pants next and still Chris didn't move or avert his gaze. I was already naked when Dad finally pulled down his underwear and his big, fat cock popped out. He turned to leave and Chris got his first look at Dad's muscular, hairy ass. I stepped in front of Chris to get his attention. "Dude, if you're coming with us, you'd better get out of those clothes." Then I turned and followed my dad. When I caught up with him, Dad slyly asked, "Is he coming?" I turned to look and sure enough a naked Chris was running after us, his dick flopping up and down as he ran to catch up. Dad ran ahead and jumped in, then I followed, and Chris made his splash right after me. When I looked, Dad was floating on his back, his cock bobbing up and down in the water while Chris just kept staring. "You okay, buddy?" I asked my friend. "I've never seen a grown man naked before, not even my dad." "He looks pretty awesome, doesn't he?" "Yeah, he does," Chris commented without looking at me. Then Dad asked, "What are you two talking about?" I was pretty sure he'd heard but he must not have wanted to make Chris uncomfortable about it. "Chris was telling me he'd never seen a naked man before." Dad flipped over and stood up in front of the two of us. "Well, it's only natural that you'd be curious about a man's body, Chris." "Really, Mr. Kirk?" "Of course. I mean Steve was curious about my body just as I was about my dad's." I looked at him, shocked at what he'd just said. I'd never even imagined that he had once been curious about my granddad like I had about him. Then I started to wonder all kinds of other things when Dad interrupted my musings by saying, "It's getting chilly out here. I think, if we're going to continue this conversation, we need to go inside." "I agree." We all walked to shore and then toward the little house. Once inside, I got towels out of the cabinet and handed them out then I hung them to dry from a line Dad had strung up inside for just this kind of situation. He started a fire in the stove while I got stuff out of the cooler for dinner. "Chris, can you set the table? Everything you need is in the top cabinet of the hutch. He went about setting the table while I dragged the cooler over to the table and began pulling things out: sodas, sandwiches, and small bags of chips. Mom had even thought to pack carrot sticks to offset the cupcakes she had also packed. I told Chris to take one of the stools while I sat on the cooler. Dad came over and sat on the other stool. We said grace then dug in. The little cabin warmed up quickly. "I've never eaten dinner naked before," Chris admitted. Dad and I chuckled. "We do it all the time," I remarked. "Really?" Chris asked. "Yup," Dad answered. "That's because this is a place where we can do whatever we want, no judgments." Chris looked at me for confirmation and I just nodded my head as I continued to eat my sandwich. "Wow, that is so cool!" was his response. Dad and I smiled at each other, reading each other's minds. "So, what do you usually do after dinner. I can see that you don't have a TV." Chris asked as he started to eat his cupcake. "Well, we usually get in bed and talk to each other," Dad informed him. "I only see two beds, though, so where do I sleep?" he asked. "You can have the little bed. Dad and I usually sleep together in the big bed, but you're welcome to join us if you want." Chris's jaw dropped, so Dad picked up the thread saying, "You have been... intimate... with Steve, so sleeping together should be no big deal, right?" "Uh..." Chris started but couldn't seem to finish his thought. I decided to take the lead, "Chris, we don't want to make you feel uncomfortable while you're here, but Dad meant it when he said that this cabin is a `no judgment zone.' Join us, don't join us... it's no big deal. Just know that you are certainly welcome in our bed or you can sleep in the top bunk." I stood and pulled him up too. Then I hugged him and after a few seconds, he hugged me back. When I looked for Dad, he was stoking the fire before climbing into bed. He held the covers open for me, so I let go of Chris and joined him. Then I did the same for Chris. After a moment's hesitation, he climbed in too. I covered him up then rested my arm across his body, hugging him to me. "How does it feel, Chris?" my dad asked with concern in his voice. "I know it should feel weird, but it doesn't." I smiled and kissed him. He kissed me back as Dad kissed my neck and shoulder while hugging me from behind. I felt his hard cock pushing between my legs, so I lifted my leg a little and he slipped it in between. "Mmm," I moaned into Chris's mouth, wishing my dad was thrusting inside me instead of just in between my legs. He put his hands between Chris and I and found two very hard cocks. He grabbed Chris's and it was his turn to moan into my mouth. "Mmm." I took Chris's hand and put it on my dad's huge bicep. I could feel him rubbing it as we continued kissing, so I decided to take the opportunity to explore Chris's ass while he played with my dad's arm. It had always been in stark contrast to Dad's. It was smooth and soft and all I could think was that I wanted to eat it out and then fuck it. "Hey, Chris, why don't we switch it up... get my Dad in on the action?" he looked at me and waited for further instructions. "Why don't you get on all fours so that I can get behind you and eat out your ass?" "Oh, hell yeah!" he yelled out then quickly got up and into position. "Now, why don't you get in front of Chris, Dad, so that he can play with your big, fat cock while I'm getting him ready for mine." Dad moved around in front of Chris. "Holy shit, Mr. Kirk, your dick is fucking huge!" Dad just chuckled and replied, "Thanks, Chris... wanna taste it?" As his answer, Chris leaned in and began to lick the large purple head as I spread his cheeks and tongued his sweet hole. "That's it, Chris, get it nice and wet. It'll be easier to swallow it that way," Dad informed him. Meanwhile, I continued to tongue my best friend's bunghole as he moaned his pleasure. "Don't be afraid to suck my cock, Chris. It'll fit in that gorgeous mouth of yours," Dad said. I stopped what I was doing so that I could see him do it and low and behold, he managed to take the head and half of the shaft on the first try! I reached under the pillow and grabbed the tube of lube we kept there, slicked up my cock then inserted it slowly into Chris's tight asshole while he was distracted by sucking my dad's. I met with a little resistance, but I continued to advance until I was all the way in. I know I should have waited for him to adjust to having a cock in his virgin asshole, but I couldn't wait. I withdrew and thrust in again. Over and over I repeated the advance and retreat, getting closer and closer to what I knew would be an intense climax, because I was watching my father get his dick sucked while I fucked my best friend. All too soon, I had to yell out, "I'm coming!" as I shot my load deep inside Chris's ass. Dad held onto Chris's head for a moment and yelled, "Aw fuuuccckkkk... me too!" as he let loose his cannon in Chris's mouth. When we were both spent, we pulled out of Chris's holes. Dad helped him up and I came around to see if my friend was okay. He was grinning from ear to ear, cum dripping off his chin and down his smooth, hairless chest. Dad kissed him then licked the cum off his chin. I saw that Chris hadn't come yet, so I went down on him and was soon rewarded with a mouthful of creamy jizz too. The three of us finally collapsed in a heap of arms and legs. I was the first to start laughing but was soon joined by Chris and my dad. After we'd recovered sufficiently from that, I got up and fetched a towel to clean up Chris's overworked asshole, carefully, and then my lube and cum covered dick. We all got back into bed again, me in the middle again, where I soon fell into a blissful sleep. The next morning, we all got up, taking turns in the outhouse and then set up a humble little breakfast for three starving men. The three of us sat at the little table, eating quietly when Dad asked, "So, how are you feeling this morning, Chris," my dad asked, sounding concerned at Chris's quietness. "I'm fine, Sir... better than fine, actually. I was just wondering if all fathers and sons shared what we shared last night? I mean, is it normal?" "Well, no Chris, they probably don't. I mean I'm sure that some do, like Steve and I, but for the most part they don't. And who's to say what's normal anyway?" "I guess you're right, Sir... thanks, by the way." Then he did something I hadn't expected, he started to cry. Dad and I both got up, then lifting Chris, we gave him a naked father/son/best friend hug. It was beautiful and even though it made Chris cry more, we continued to hold him until he was all cried out. "I'm sorry," Chris said once the tears had stopped flowing. "Nothing to be sorry about, Chris, remember, this is a judgment-free zone. You're safe here," Dad reminded him. "Thank you," he replied with a crooked half smile. I kissed him and then Dad did too. "What do you say we make the most of the day and get out into the warm sunshine?" Dad suggested. He let go of us and walked outside, still naked and sexy. The two of us followed, wondering what he had in mind. He walked to the end of the dock and dove in. We did the same. Then he splashed us and we splashed him back. Soon, the three of us were splashing each other and laughing. Then Dad swam away from us and we swam after him. I was a fast swimmer, so I caught him first and held onto one arm. Chris caught up and grabbed the other then we started playing tug of war with my dad as the rope. He was much stronger than either of us though, so he simply reeled us in like fish and hugged us to him with those powerful arms of his. I reached down and found his hard cock under water, so I squeezed it and felt for Chris's. He was hard too. I definitely knew what I wanted to do before lunch. "Let's get back, so that we can take care of these," I suggested because I was hard by that point too. There was no argument as we all swam back to shore. Once we were dry, I had Dad lay down on the bed. I was liking that the two of them were letting me orchestrate our lovemaking without any argument or suggestions. It made me feel powerful myself. Then I had Chris squat over his stomach. I could see from the smile on Dad's face that he could guess where this was going. I took the lube and slicked up both Dad's cock and Chris's hole. Chris knew what to do next. He positioned Dad's big dick at his entrance and then began to lower himself onto it. Once he was sitting in Dad's lap, I moved into position. I maneuvered myself so that my cock was over Dad's face as I took Chris's stiff prick into my mouth. Dad pulled my cock down and began sucking on it as I sucked on Chris's while he rode Dad's monster cock. The two of us with mouths full of cock could only make muffled noises, but Chris was free to say, "Holy fuck this is awesome! Suck him, Mr. Kirk. Suck me, Steve. Oh yeah, this is totally fucking awesome!!!" I chuckled to myself as this was the most verbal I'd ever heard Chris get. We all concentrated on giving or getting as much pleasure as we could, then after awhile, Chris spoke again, "Oh my God, I can't believe I'm getting fucked and sucked at the same time! I'm gonna come!!! Then I felt the first splash of his spunk on my tongue as he shot his load in my mouth. I came next down Dad's throat. Then I could tell that Dad was coming too as he thrust once into Chris's bottom. I came up first and then Dad let go of my spent cock. Chris rose slowly then fell on his side. "I could die right now, happy," he commented. Dad and I just looked at each other from our sixty-nine position then smiled, happy to have included him in our guys only weekend. * On the drive back home that evening, I was pretty tired, so I put my head in Dad's lap as he drove. Chris was in the back seat and I heard Dad say, "Go ahead and lay down and take a nap, Chris. You deserve it, buddy. You must be pretty tired after this weekend." "I am, Sir, but I'm also happier than I've been in a long time." "Well, it makes me happy to hear that you're happy. "Oh, you did! And thank you, Sir, for letting me come along." "It was our pleasure, Chris. Just a reminder, though, what happens at the cabin stays at the cabin, okay?" "Oh, yes, Sir! I only hope you'll let me come along again sometime. I mean if I wouldn't be in the way, Sir." "Chris, Steve and I would be thrilled to have you come along anytime... and by the way, you fit in with us just fine." "Thank you, Sir. Now I think I will lie down." That made me smile as I dozed off, content to have helped make my best friend happy. I already knew my Dad was because he hadn't stopped smiling since we left the cabin. (to be continued)