Date: Wed, 17 Apr 2019 13:10:47 +0000 From: J a skehan Subject: team party 3 Team Party 3 cajuncock Since you've managed to get this far onthe site you know the deal. This is a story of gay fiction. It is the sole property of the author and maynot be reused or reprinted in part or whole without his written permission. If you enjoy the stories on nifty pelase consider an ongoing contribution at nifty.org/donate. Nowsit back, unzip, and enjoy. Team party 3 cajuncock Not long after that weekend romp, Ted Carter called. It seems that word of their little party had spread to the coach. He guessed that Glen had spilled his guts while riding the coach's 9 inches. The coach had visited the Carter home and confronted Ted. After some hesitation Ted confessed that they'd all had a bit of an orgy. The coach had worn just his cut off sweats, commando. So Ted had a good view of the 9 inch meat between the older man's legs. The view was too much for poor Ted. He'd rushed to grab the pole and suck it into a thick hardness. The coach urged him on to ride his fuck stick. Ted jumped on the offer, laying on his back across the coffee table with his legs spread wide, his pink hole winking in anticipation of a good fuck. The coach, never one to turn down a willing hole, fell onto the man's now naked body. That's the scene that greeted the twins when they walked in the door. Their dad was yelling at he older man telling him to fuck harder. The boys stood in the doorway watching the coach pound their dad's ass. They both dropped their shorts and t-shirts before sinking behind the cavorting adults. Soon the boys were sucking each other in full view of the sex crazed adults. Ted related this to me as I stood in my kitchen fixing lunch for Steve who was sitting at the table. I put the phone on speaker so that we both could hear the details. Two very horned up males wasted no time in getting naked and pulling on our hard cocks. Ted suggested that I invite Reilly home for a Saturday night party at the coach's rural, secluded home. The coach had told him that Glen was smittened with the college boy. The blond deputy was in need of a good fuck session with Reilly. He'd tasted of the forbidden fruit and wanted more. It was lust at first sight. I agreed to call my older son. By the end of the phone call Steve had managed to stuff my hard cock into his butter lubed hole and was riding me like a bronco rider at a rodeo. I managed to move the two of us to the living room. I didn't even think to close the drapes. I needed to bust a nut in that tight teen hole. I hadn't noticed the delivery truck in my driveway or the Hispanic driver standing outside the window. As I humped wildly into my younger son we heard a tap at the window and a smiling delivery man with his shirt unbuttoned to reveal his hairy chest. Steve looked over in a haze of his sexual stimulation. He pointed to the unlocked front door. Quick as a horny rabbit, the delivery guy was standing next to us dropping his cloths and the package to the floor. He knelt over Steve's face offering his stiff, uncut, brown cock to my son to suck. I'd resumed pounding the boy cunt, moaning at the sight of my son greedily working that brown cock. The delivey guy leaned towards me motioning for me to meet his lips. I leaned over to kiss him tasting a sweet tongue that explored my own mouth. We paused for a moment while Steve adjusted himself to a doggy position. Our guest now decided that he needed a hole to bust a nut in and moved behind me. In no time we developed a rhytme. Each one of us moaning at our mutual sexual satisfaction. Steve was the first to lose his load, cumming on the rug. His ass muscles tightened around my cock sending me over the edge. My ass gripped the cock inside me sending our guest into a frantic fucking as he unloaded his delivery into my body. After we regained a bit we exchanged names and he picked up the discarded parkage. He held it up to me. Meanwhile Steve had managed to get between us to clean our cocks which were covered in ass juices and cum. Dressed now the delivery an returned to his route. Steve and I showered as I told him that I'd call his brother that evening to invite him home for the party at the coach's home. I'd seen Glen around town during the week after the first party. He put on his official deputy face, greeting me and asking about Reilly. I told him that the boy would be home the next weekend. His smile would light up a dark night. I suggested that we'd planned a BBQ for that Saturday afternoon and that he might consider joining us. He readily agreed to stop by. I didn't mention the evening party at the coach's home. I told Steve of my invitation to Glen. His hormones were raging at the expectation of coupling with his brother and the hunky deputy. I'd long suspected that Steve had a thing for men in uniforms. I suggested that we both needed to refrain from sex in the days leading up to Saturday. I promised my younger son that this would make for a more intense session for all of us. By Friday night both Steve and I were on the edge of exploding. Our balls were full after only 4 days without any sexual activity. We channeled our sexual frustrations by cleaning the house in preparation for the weekend's events. Glen called on Friday to confirm the times for the BBQ. I told him that both Steve and I were saving ourselves for the weekend. He thought that was a good idea and assured me that he was eager to sample all of my family over the BBQ'd foods. Friday night Steve and I did a thorough body cleansing to make sure we were clean and ready for a long, deep fucking session. Reilly arrived mid-morning on Saturday. We reviewed the plans for both the BBQ and that evening's party. He was up for both. Promptly at 1 Glen arrived wearing his deputy's uniform. He was an impressive sight standing in the doorway. His six foot frame dressed in the tight tan pants and high black boots sent a shock straight to my cock. The sight of my boys in their blue speedos that displayed their hard equipment was reflected in the bulge down the leg of Glen's left pants leg. I could clearly see the outline of his cock and the wet spot caused by his precum. I had managed to find Raul, our delivery guy, to also invite him to the BBQ. He wore his tight brown uniform pants and a denim vest that showed off his hairy muscled chest perfectly. He arrived shortly after Glen. I introduced everyone and noticed the hungryy look on Raul's face when he saw both Reilly and Glen. In no time the three of them were all hands. Raul was palming the tight asses of both Glen and Reilly. Their obvious approval was demonstrated by the evident leakage visable in the front of their tight pants. Not to be outdone Steve had managed to wiggle out of his speedo to display his own boyish charms and good sized endowments. My own cargo shorts displayed a promient tent in the front to awknowledge the erotic scene in front of me. Food was soon forgotten as the picnic table was cleared off and each of us took up a position on it. Pants and all remaining clothing was discarded. Glen produced a bottle of poppers and Raul pulled a pipe and hash from his discarded shorts. As the pipe and poppers made the rounds of our small group inhibitions were also discarded. Hands and fingers roamed to secret, private places. Moans replaced any need for coversation. The picnic table was covered with wreathing. sweat slicked bodies. It mattered not which hole was penetrated. Places were changed, partners shared, and needs were soon to be satisfied. I looked up to see my eldest riding the cocks of both Glen and Raul while Steve sucked his brother. I myself was firmly planted inside my youngest boy. All sense of guilt and relationships disappeared in the lustful need to breed. We were no longer sensible humans.But now we were reduced to rutting animals. Each one seeking his own satisfaction. __________________________________________________________________________ Ok, and we haven't even gotten to the coach's home yet. Comments welcomed: jaskejr@hotmail.com