Date: Fri, 29 Jan 2016 03:41:15 +0000 (UTC) From: Jerlar Subject: Carney Men Chapter 12 This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. All of us enjoy the stories here, so please, support Nifty. Like any other Business, it takes resources to keep it running. I appreciate you, and I know Nifty appreciates your support! Mark Stevens CHAPTER TWELVE Sunday afternoon Phillip was in the bedroom watching his son repack his bag. Don's visit was coming to an end, and the boy was getting ready to head back to his home. "Tell me, Don, are you really okay with the way the weekend turned out?" Don closed his bag and snapped it shut. He left it on the bed and walked over to his father. He wrapped his arms around the man, pulling Phillip close to him. "Why don't you tell me?" Don asked. Phillip felt his son's lips against his mouth. Don began kissing his father, working his tongue inside Phillip's mouth. Phillip felt his son's body rub against his, felt Don's cock rising from behind the jeans he was wearing. The longer the kiss lasted, the harder Don's cock grew. Don finally pulled away from his dad and asked, "You tell me; did I feel like I had any regrets?" Phillip reached down and rubbed the hardness inside his son's jeans. "Judging from this, I would have to say no." "The only regret I have is leaving you and Grandpa here." "You know you're welcome here anytime," Phillip assured his son. Don picked his bag up off the bed. Grasping it by the handle, he walked to the door. Before stepping out into the hall, he turned and faced his father. "What happened this weekend was something I have wanted ever since I could shoot cum, Don assured Phillip. Phillip gave his son a kiss. "Then I guess we have a lot of time to make up," he said. Phillip placed a hand on his son's shoulder. "May I ask you a question, Don?" Receiving a nod from his son, Phillip said, "You have mentioned several times that what transpired between you and me this weekend was something you had wanted for a long time. Are you being completely honest with me when you say you are okay with your grandfather joining in with us?" "Oh, I'm being very truthful about that," Don answered. "That man is one hot old man. Having him along with you is like a much appreciated bonus. Trust me, I am very okay with him." "One last thing," Phillip said. "Were you disappointed that you didn't get to fuck me this weekend?" "No, not in the least," Don assured his dad. "Oh, I have no doubt it will happen sometime. Knowing that, I am very okay with what happened between us for now." Phillip smiled at his son. "God, I love you, Don." "I love you, too, Dad." Don leaned in and gave his father one last kiss. "Oh, by the way, can you tell how much I like kissing?" "I believe I can." Phillip followed his son down the hall into the living room. As the two came into the room, they were greeted by Douglas. "Leaving so soon?" Douglas asked his grandson. "Yeah. I have some things I need to do when I get home. Before Monday morning rolls around," Don added. Douglas got out of his chair and walked across the room. He pulled Don into a hug. "It was good having you here," he whispered. Don leaned over and kissed the older man on the mouth. "I can't tell you how much it's meant to me being here with you and Dad." "Are you coming back next weekend?" Douglas asked. "I'd like to, but I'm not sure it's possible. It's my weekend to have Scott." "Bring him with you," Douglas told his grandson. "Yeah, bring him," Phillip echoed his father. A look of doubt appeared on Don's face. "I'm not sure about that," he said. "I didn't mean bring him down and throw him to the wolves," Phillip remarked. "We could behave for one weekend," he added. "I'm not so sure about that," Douglas disagreed. "Yeah, I'm not so sure I could be around the two of you and not fall into your arms," Don said. "Would he even want to come visit?" Phillip asked. "After all, I'm sure he has his own friends he would much rather spend time with." Don carried his bag to the door and stopped. He sat it on the floor and turned to face the two men. "About midweek, I'll run it by him and see what he has to say," Don said. "I'll let you know what the verdict is." Phillip walked over and kissed his son. "Take care driving home, Don. I love you. Give my love to Scottie." Phillip stepped to the side and watched Douglas walk up to his grandson. Douglas kissed the boy and stepped away from him. "It was really good to see you this weekend, Donny," he said. "Good to see all of you," he added giving Don's cock a squeeze. Don returned the favor and gave his grandfather a squeeze. Then he gave the older man a grin. "My God, do you stay hard all the time?" "Pretty much," Douglas answered. Don turned and smiled at his father. "Lucky you," he said. "It does work in my favor," Phillip assured his son. "Quite often, I might add." Phillip and Douglas followed the boy outside to his car. They watched as Don threw his bag in the seat and crawled in beside it. "You be careful driving home," Phillip said again. "Be sure and let us know about next weekend," Douglas reminded. The two men stood in the drive and watched Don's car disappear from sight. When they could no longer see him, they returned to Douglas' living room. Phillip stopped by the refrigerator and pulled out a couple beers. Joining his dad in the living room, he handed one of the bottles to Douglas. "So, tell me," Douglas said as he took the drink, "how do you think Donny really felt about this weekend?" "He enjoyed it all," Phillip answered. "When he was packing his bag, he told me that he had been waiting for a long time for this very thing to happen." "What about me? Was he really okay with me being there with the two of you?" Phillip gave the man a nod. "He was very okay with it. In fact, he told me you were a very hot old man." Phillip gave his father a silly grin. "I'll make him think old next time I see him," Douglas declared. "Well, hell, you are hot," Phillip said. "You drive me crazy at times," he added. "He did seem surprised that I get hard as much as I do," Douglas remarked. "It gives me hope," Phillip said. "Hope that when I'm your age I can still get it up." Douglas took a swig from his bottle and sat it on the table beside his chair. "Trust me, I'm up. Even as we speak," he added rubbing himself. Phillip stood to his feet and walked across the room. He stopped in front of his father's chair. "Show me, Dad." Phillip watched his father slowly unzip his shorts. The older man raised his body from the chair and gave them a tug. They fell down his legs, stopping at the older man's ankles. Phillip was met with the sight of his father's dick standing hard and proud, surrounded in thick brown pubes. Phillip dropped to the floor and crawled between Douglas' legs. He brought his head down and placed his lips on his father's thick cockhead. His taste buds immediately picked up a salty taste as his tongue began licking around the older man's pee hole. Douglas groaned. "God that feels good, Son. Suck my dick." Phillip licked the head of his father's cock like it was a tasty ice cream cone. Finished with the head, Phillip began working his tongue slowly down the man's thick hard shaft. A few hairs from Douglas' bush were longer than the rest, and they spread along the man's shaft, teasing his son's tongue with their touch. Phillip continued licking downward until he came to Douglas' furry nut sac. He covered the sac heavily with saliva, causing the dark hairs to mat against the older man's flesh. Finished with his dad's ball sac, Phillip worked his way back up Douglas' shaft. When he reached the tip, Phillip took the entire head inside his mouth, circling it tightly with his lips. He slowly worked his way back down the shaft, swallowing every hard inch of his dad's cock. He didn't stop until his nose was buried in the man's hairy bush. When the curls reached out to his nose, Phillip breathed in deeply, taking in the smell of his father. It was a smell that never failed to make Phillip's cock hard and cause him to leak pre cum heavily. As Phillip worked his mouth up and down his father's dick, Douglas began fucking his son's mouth. Phillip felt the man's crotch hair grind into his chin each time the older man slammed his face. Douglas rubbed his balls into Phillip's neck, bouncing them against his son's Adam's apple. Phillip became so aroused by the action that he went after his dad's cock like it was the last dick on earth. It wasn't long before Douglas was moaning, filled with the same desire as his son. Douglas' desire, however, was the intense need to shoot his load. "I'm almost there," he called out. Phillip continued working his dad's dick long and hard. Suddenly he felt it thicken up inside his mouth. Douglas' nuts gave a shiver and released the first jet of cream out into his son's waiting, hungry mouth. Phillip sucked his father's cream greedily, not willing to lose any of it. He continued sucking until he had sucked the older man dry. "Fuck," Douglas breathed. "Did I ever tell you, Son, that you are one hell of a cock sucker?" Phillip pulled off the man's dick. When he did, a thick drop of Douglas' cum ran out the side of his son's mouth. Phillip wiped it if off with a finger and then cleaned his finger with his tongue. "You really gave my mouth a fucking, Dad," Phillip said with a grin. "I did at that, didn't I?" Douglas looked at the wet spot on Phillip's shorts. "You took care of me. How about me doing the same for you?" Phillip stood to his feet and reached for his shorts. He gave them a tug, and they were suddenly down around his feet. He gave a kick, and they flew across the room. Like his father, Phillip wasn't wearing anything underneath his shorts. His cock was hard and leaking as it stood pointing out toward his father. Douglas leaned forward and took it inside his mouth. He wrapped his lips around it and slowly made his way down. His nose stopped in the middle of Phillip's bush. Douglas gave the entire thing two or three hard sucks. Then he returned to Phillip's cockhead and began teasing it. After working his mouth back and forth, up and down his son's hard dick, Douglas suddenly pulled away. He took hold of Phillip's cock and used it to pull himself up out of the chair. As Phillip stood there, his dad leaned over and kissed him hard on the mouth. The entire time of the kiss, Douglas never let go of his son's dick. He still held on to it when the kiss was over. Giving Phillip's cock one last squeeze, Douglas said, "I want this big thing inside my ass." Douglas left his fist wrapped around his son's cock as he started down the hallway. Phillip had no choice but to follow his father to the bedroom. He was ready and eager to slide inside the older man's hot hairy ass.