Date: Sat, 11 Apr 2020 17:23:58 +0000 From: perseuswrites Subject: The Glory Days - Chapter 4c Thank you for the continued support and encouragement and to those who have reached out to me (perseuswrites@protonmail.com). I enjoy hearing from readers and will try and respond as soon as I can. This is the final part of this chapter which is taking place over the same night from multiple perspectives. Chapter 4 was written in its entirety before submitting to Nifty, but I do always listen to feedback for future chapters. I hope you enjoy. Finally, I know it can be difficult and not all of you can, but if you are able to do so, please donate to Nifty. It is a wonderful, dedicated source of so much literature. In these times, we may be turning to this resource so much more. Please consider donating. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html - Perseus *** Chapter 4 - Coming of Age (Part 3) Nicky had been talking our ear off for at least half an hour at this point. The kid is adorable but wow. If talking about literally anything was an Olympic sport, he would be representing the country. Nothing wrong with that, of course, I just don't think he realises how long he has been talking sometimes. He's like a tap. If you don't turn him off, he will run and run until there's nothing left. I realised I hadn't really paid attention for the last few minutes and tried to get back in the zone. I didn't want to hurt the kid's feelings by being uninterested. I noticed Eddie was having the same problem. He was wearing his listening smile. It was a smile that made it look like he was paying attention but I knew that he definitely wasn't. "I need to go take a leak," he said, finally coming back down to Earth. He hurried off towards the toilet. He must have been holding it in. "No problem, Mister E!" Nicky called after him. "So anyway, I guess that's when I first realised I like men a bit more than others." Oh fuck! Did Nicky just come out to me? I mean, of course we all knew. I don't mean that in a "yeah, it was obvious because we all have stereotypes in our head and you ticked all the fucking boxes" kind of way. I mean it in a "he literally sent us a picture of his hole and asked us to fill it" kind of way. I think this as close as he's ever come to actually confirming it in person. I tried to play it cool as if I had listened to his entire coming of age story and had been clinging onto his every word. "That's great Nicky. Feeling comfortable in your own skin isn't easy. I reckon you've got it nailed, though. You're a unique kid and you do you pretty fucking well. When you're honest with yourself, you can finally be yourself. And honesty can be really attractive," I said and noticed his eyes lit up. "I kind of just stumble through life and never tried to make a big deal out of it but I think I do need to make a big deal out of it. It is an important part of me and who I am, I don't need to hold it all in," he said, tripping over his words slightly in the rush to get it all out before he forgot what it was that he wanted to say. It was the only clue that he was drunk. Perhaps a little more energetic, but that was pretty much business as usual for him. Good old excitable Nicky. "I hate it when I hear guys saying that its nothing to shout about 'cus it is! It's like they've forgotten how much people had to suffer to get to this point." I could tell the mood was going to change if I didn't intervene. I was proud of the boy for being so reflective. For having some extrospection and being able to acknowledge people's past struggles. I didn't want to discourage that but we were at a club, try and keep it fucking light! I put my hand on his shoulder and shot him a knowing smile as I gave it a gentle squeeze. "So. Do you and Eddie still fuck a lot?" I choked on my drink. I guess my distraction worked because that was the type of U-Turn that could make a politician proud. What a question! I was laughing from how off-guard it caught me. I love how this kid's mind works. It's like a pinball machine. Throwing out some deep and meaningful stuff and then knocking it out of the park by bringing it back to dick. "Yes, Nicky, we still fuck a lot," I said with a grin. "Married life isn't always like how straight men would have you believe!" "Did you fuck before you came out tonight? Have you fucked here after you arrived?" No, buddy, but we did get hard looking at your pretty pink hole before we came out! Of course, I didn't say that. Think of Jake. I have to admit, though, this heavy-handed attempt of his at flirting - if you could call it that - was conjuring up all sorts of thoughts in my head. Eddie thinks that I'm the good one because I don't drink but being in a club, absorbing in the atmosphere, well that's enough to reduce my inhibitions. "No, Nicky, we haven't fucked at all for the last 24 hours, we're saving ourselves," I said inching closer to him. "Oh, really? Saving yourselves for what?" My entire body was now pressed against his, my head bowed till my lips were practically touching his ear. I could feel his cock pressed against my thigh. "Until later. There's nothing like a post-night out fuck to wear you out and make you sleep like a baby," I said in a loud whisper, emphasising each syllable. "And going 24 hours without cumming, well, it's going to get loud. I just hope we don't keep you boys awake." I moved back to where I was standing to take in the sight of the now incredibly aroused Nicky. I don't think I ever thought it was possible to render him speechless. I was thinking about what to say next. Deep down I knew I shouldn't push it but I had already toyed with him and it was difficult to stop. I was like a cat, teasing its pray, knowing that it probably wasn't going to go anywhere. I wanted to admire the view of Little Horny Nicky a bit longer but I felt a hand around my wrist and before I could comprehend what was happening, I was being dragged through the bar towards the exit. "We're leaving?" I said, confused as to why I was being forced away from my mouse. "What about Jake? Where is he?" Eddie stopped at the top of the staircase and swivelled to explain. He didn't have to, though. He had that look in his eyes. The sort he got where he needed to use me right there and then. "We're going home now so I can fuck the biggest load of my life into you," he said. Fuck! I'm surprised he wasn't just taking me down to the dark rooms. We both knew that when he was in this mood he needed to unleash immediately. I guess he might not want Jake to stumble across us or, even worse, his friends. "Yes, sir," I uttered out. We kissed as I groped his dick through his jeans, fully aware that Nicky probably followed me like a lost puppy. "Oh Nicky," Eddie said as if right on cue. He had been lingering behind me, no doubt taking in the scene before him. He must have been having the night of his life. "I've really enjoyed spending the night with you!" he said after we said our goodbyes. We had had a fun night. I'm sure he will look after Jake and make sure he gets home safe. He had his head screwed on, that kid. Maybe loose-fitting and a bit wobbly, but still screwed on. *** When Eddie told me he couldn't wait till we got home to fuck I couldn't say I was surprised. I was hard and throbbing. He could have fucked me in a toilet cubicle in the club for all I cared. Fucking me in the carpark was just at erotic it turned out. It wasn't the first time - it was a hotspot amongst the gays who had just pulled a random guy at the club but couldn't take them home for whatever reason. Plus, we enjoyed an audience. If anything, we thrive on it. What an audience we had. A guy left me a tasty treat and Nicky had followed us out thinking he was sly. I had noticed Nicky almost immediately as he scrambled behind a car to hide. I'm not sure who taught him how to hide but he stuck out. At least to us! As I buckled into the driver's seat and began the engine I did begin to wonder whether he wanted us to see him watching. See if we would initiate something. I was so fucking horny having him watch us and I was still rock hard now. No doubt round two would be in the comfort of our own home. As I drove down the street outside the club, we noticed Nicky walking away towards the taxi rank. I sped up and pulled over, winding the window down. "Get in, Nicky," I said, pretty sternly by my standards. He clambered into the backseat and buckled up. I looked in the mirror and saw his precious face beaming back at me. It was my dick that invited him into the car but now I just want to make sure he's safe. "I thought you guys would have gone by now, didn't you leave the club like 20 minutes ago?" he asked, either not wanting to let on that he saw us or egging us on to be the ones to bring it up. "We fucked. In the car park," Eddie said so matter-of-factly that it even caught me by surprise. Eddie always had a deadpan delivery and aside from me and Jake, people had a hard time figuring out he was joking. "Why weren't you going back to the club, Nicky?" I asked him like a concerned parent before he could even respond to Eddie who I could see smirking in my peripheral vision. "Oh, well, the girls wanted to call it a night and Jake said he was going to go back to Mr Clarkson's place. He invited me back but I didn't want to be a third wheel if you know what I mean." Eddie immediately checked his phone. I mean, we genuinely didn't expect Jake to text us that he was hooking up with someone - young guys are always going to find a fuck and try and sneak back in the next morning hoping no one would notice. Jake was a good-looking boy and it was bound to happen. Having said that, he was also a very sensible boy. Sometimes too sensible. Lo and behold even in his drunk state he had the forethought to drop a text in our family group chat. Eddie read it aloud, presumably correcting the inevitable drunken mistakes as he went along. "Going home with Mr Clarkson. Told Nicky. He says he will probably go back to his place. Didn't want to stop me from getting some dick. Mr Clarkson is so nice! We are probably going to fuck all night. I'll be back in the morning." Nicky didn't have a clue how to react to the bluntness of the message. I'm sure was aware that we were a close-knit family, but when someone tells you they're close with their parents, that doesn't always mean being happy to share the evening's plans in so much detail. Eddie and I laughed though and Nicky seemed to relax. "What are you going to reply?" I asked Eddie. "I've put 'have a good night with Anthony, we've heard good things!'" Almost immediately, a response came through. "Wow. 'His cock is SO nice Dad' - that's bold even for Jake. Alcohol must be getting to him," Eddie said, and spoke his response to us as he typed it. "Well pay more attention to that instead of messaging us, kid! Sounds like a good birthday present." We all got a kick out of that one. So did Jake. "I'm just getting started," he responded. "Love you both, have fun at home!" We ended our chat with Jake to let him focus on the task at hand. I don't know whether it was because I was already so horny but hearing about how he was going to be getting fucked all night kind of made me... proud? Is it wrong to be happy that your kid is so fuckable? Is it wrong that I described him as fuckable?! Lots of thoughts ran through my mind that I didn't need to unpack right away and Eddie cut through them. "Why were you going to get a taxi back to your own home Nicky? You're staying with us," he asked, genuinely concerned. "I didn't know you were going to hang around to fuck, I guess!" he said, trying to keep the tone light. Even if we didn't know the truth, that he watched the entire thing, we probably wouldn't have been convinced by the lie. He didn't seem very sincere as he said it. "It isn't always safe to be out here on your own, Nicky," Eddie said, putting his Dad hat on. "Even if we were 2 minutes away from pulling up onto the driveway, we would have turned around and come straight back to get you if you called us. Do you understand?" "Yes... sorry, I guess I wasn't thinking," he said looking a bit sheepish. Eddie didn't mean to make him feel guilty. He was just looking out for him. "Don't worry, kid, we just wouldn't want anything happening to you. A gorgeous boy like you is a prime target for a horny Dad like me!" I glanced up to the mirror again. That definitely perked him back up. "So, you really don't mind me crashing with you guys still?" "Of course not, you've already dumped your stuff in Jake's room and if he isn't going to sleep in his bed then at least you've got the whole thing to yourself," I said. We had plenty of spare rooms in our large house but whenever Nicky came to stay, he shared Jake's room. Not much fun having a sleepover if you can't stay up all night talking and watching movies together. "You aren't jealous that Jake is getting some dick tonight, are you?" Eddie probed. "Jealous 'cus I want to be with Jake you mean? Not a chance!" he cackled. "I love him to bits but that would be weird. Might be jealous that he is getting Mr Clarkson's dick though... he is still a stud." "He must be nearing 40 now. You don't mind an older cock then, do you, kid?" Nicky wouldn't be able to see from the back seat but Eddie was grinning from ear to ear. He was enjoying this. It was his turn to tease the mouse. "I suppose not." Was he blushing? He better get ready because we weren't done toying with him yet. "What is it about us older men you enjoy, Nicky?" I said, one hand on the wheel and one hand reaching over to Eddie to give his cock a squeeze. It might have looked like I was squeezing his leg to Nicky. Or maybe not. I didn't care anymore. Eddie shot me a knowing look. I was the sensible one - if my willpower was weakening... "I don't know. I just find myself more comfortable. Less judged. Safer. And hornier!" he said. His usual raw honesty came through after his lapse earlier. Sometimes there is no real reason. You just like what you like. What was it that made him hornier? He probably wouldn't be able to put his finger on it even if we asked. "My therapist said it might be because I didn't grow up with a father figure around," he continued. Nicky only has his mother from when he was born. The product of a one-night stand. I never really considered the fact that he looked to us as genuine father figures. Had we misinterpreted a crush as a want for a genuine fatherly role model? Now wasn't the time to start thinking with my brain. "That was before I sucked his cock, though," Nicky said bringing us back on track. That's better. "Well, like I told you earlier, you're spending the night with two incredibly sexually charged older men tonight, Nicky, I hope you can manage to keep your hands to yourself," I said looking up to the rear-view mirror. He was biting his bottom lip and trying to readjust his obvious hard-on. I looked over to Eddie. He looked impressed with me. He was in the toilet taking a leak when Nicky and I last spoke and he was just now realising how much my guard had dropped. We got home a lot quicker than we thought. No traffic and a few speed limits broken helped. I was excited to see where this night was taking us but I needed to check in with Eddie and see where his head was at. "Get yourself ready for bed Nicky, we will pop in to see if you need anything before, we hit the sack," I said as we reached the top of the stairs. He scurried into Jake's room pretty quickly as we made our way into ours across the hall. We began undressing in silence, neither of us wanting to talk the other down from this ledge. We need to talk about this, though, before anything else happened. Our relationship as built on having mutual trust and agreeing on the people we slept with outside our marriage. As Eddie got down to his briefs, filling them very nicely, he sat on the edge of our bed. I was still wearing the jock I had worn all night. The one Nicky saw me wearing as I was being fucked in the car park. "So?" he said with a heavy sigh. "So," I said in response. "What are we doing? Is this right?" We had talked about this at length before. We each knew our position on this issue. That was before tonight though. My question wasn't about where we stood in general. It was about tonight. Eddie knew. "It just feels like everything has fallen into place. Like the universe wants us to fuck that kid!" he tried to convince me, smirking. I laughed. Neither of us were into that spiritual shit. He was reaching. Both of us knew that everything about what lead to this point was by our own design. Flirting with Nicky in the club. Letting him watch us fuck. Picking him up to bring him home. I suppose if Jake hadn't gone home with Mr Clarkson, things would have played out differently. As soon as we knew we had Nicky to ourselves, though, I think it was a foregone conclusion whether it was going to happen here at home or back at the club. "You know, I think you're right," I said playing along. "Let's go and see if he needs anything." We walked over to Jake's room, still in our underwear, and knocked the door. "Come in!" a cheery voice responded. We walked in and a very naked Nicky stared back at us from the other side of Jake's bed, taking us both in. That trademark cheeky grin on his face as he finished packing his clothes into his bag. "Sorry, Nicky, we thought you would be ready for bed by now," Eddie said, looking him up and down without any hint of subtlety. "I am, Mister E, I sleep naked if that's ok," he responded as he dropped the bag and gave his semi a slight tug. The kid was getting cocky. "Of course, it's your bed for the night you sleep how you like. We just need to know if there is ANYTHING you need from us before we go to sleep." There it was. The offer. How far would his cockiness take him. Was he going to take the very obvious bait? All he had to do was say the word. "Oh... erm... I'm not sure, I... err..." he began, his laddish fa‡ade beginning to fade. Eddie knew he was going to have to help him out. He made his way around Jake's bed until they were face to face. He cupped Nicky's cherubic, smooth face as Nicky's eyes stared up at him and his semi nudged Eddie's through his briefs. Eddie's thumb stroked his cheek and found its way to Nicky's bottom lip. He pressed it, gently parting his lips. "Nicky, I asked if there was anything you need from us." His voice was deep yet soft and I watched the goosebumps rise on Nicky's arms. He nodded slowly. "Yeah? What do you need baby?" Nicky reached out with his hand gingerly and placed it on Eddie's cock, stroking it gently through his briefs. Eddie pulled him into a long, passionate kiss. Although we loved to have hot, rough sex, it wasn't always like that. It could be gentle, tender, passionate. I was just as aroused watching my husband's tongue probing the mouth of our son's best friend as I was when Eddie was smashing my hole. I climbed onto Jake's bed, sitting up against his headboard and released my stiff cock from its jock strap prison, stroking it slowly as I watched the scene unfold. Eddie broke their kiss. "I think it's our turn to watch you get lucky," he said, letting on for the first time that we knew he watched our fun earlier. "I... err..." Nicky began, stumbling again. Wow, the entire persona had changed. "Don't worry, kid," Eddie said in a low whisper and cupping Nicky's peachy bum. "It was so much hotter knowing you were snooping on us. Now get on that bed and service my husband's cock." It was still a demand but Eddie was being gentle with it. Nicky clambered onto the bed and positioned himself on all fours between my legs. He gripped my hard cock in his hand and his tongue slowly swirled around my helmet. He lapped the precum slowly forming at the tip and wrapped his lips around my shaft. Fuck, this kid knew how to handle a dick. It was like he was making love to it. His head was bobbing up and down half way down my cock and I felt the tightness of his throat getting ever closer. I stroked his messy hair as he looked up at me. His angelic face trying to smile at me with his lips stretched round my cock. Vibrations rippled down my cock as a moan began in his throat. Eddie had been stroking his thick meat as he watched us but now wanted to get in on the action. I looked up and he had positioned himself behind Nicky's ass which was pointing in the air. Eddie's long tongue had started to smother the tight, pink hole we admired before the night began. Nicky was in for a treat. Eddie knew how to hit places you would never think possible with just a tongue. The pointed tip was flicking against the puckered piece and every now and then he would push Nicky's cheek's apart further slightly open him up and push his tongue further in. Nicky was in ecstasy. The vibrations of his moans caused precum to ooze out of my cock at a rapid rate. "He tastes so fucking good, babe," Eddie said, kneeling up straight behind Nicky now, his cock resting between his small but full cheeks. He began to grind his cock between them. I looked down to Nicky as he was still working my cock. "Do you think you can handle Eddie's fat cock?" I asked him. He could clearly handle dick in his mouth with ease but I had no idea what he could do with his hole. It looked as though it had never been fucked! But he nodded slowly, and I reached into Jake's bedside draw to see if he had any lube. I found what I was looking for almost immediately and tossed the bottle over to Eddie and he chuckled. "Like fathers, like son," he said as he smeared his cock and fingered some into Nicky's winking hole. As Eddie pushed his cock slowly into Nicky, I noticed he stopped moving on my cock. I looked down and his eyes had closed as he tried to adjust to the man-sized meat forcing its way inside him. I got onto my knees, without taking my cock out of his precious mouth, to make it easier on him. Nicky got off his elbows to meet my new height and arched his back. He moaned, the new position making it easier for him to take Eddie's cock all the way down to the base. I began stroking his face again. He looked up at me, proud of himself for having taken the entire length. "Good boy," I said, caressing his smooth skin. Another smile with his eyes as Eddie began to gently fuck his hole. Eddie started to pick up the pace, now knowing the rhythm of Nicky's body, and Nicky started to work his way down the entirety of my shaft. For the first time my cock entered his throat and my balls gently smacked against his chin. He was getting me close. The ring of the house phone cut through us all. We froze, as if creating an impromptu tableau of a scene from a piece of ancient Greek pottery. We each had a handset in our bedrooms and there were a couple downstairs dotted around the main rooms of the house. I reached over to pick it up, all of us still. Unexpected phone calls in the early hours of the morning are never usually good news. "Hello?" "Daddy!" came Jake's cheery voice and I sighed in relief. "Sweetie, you scared me! Are you ok?" "I'm fine Dad," he said, clearly still tipsy from his evening. I put a thumbs up to Eddie who was waiting to make sure everything was ok. As soon as he got the signal, he carried on fucking into our playmate's hole. Nicky, unsure what to do, was still frozen. I reached down and ran my hand through till I reached the back of his head and forced him down to the base of my shaft once again. We weren't about to stop for a fucking phone call. "Why did you call on the house phone?" I asked as Nicky couldn't help but moan. He was getting cock deep in both ends now. Eddie's pace was quickening and the passionate sex we were having was turning into something a bit rougher. He had clearly been pushed into that zone of lust and his guttural moans were escaping too. "Neither of you were answering your phones," he said. We would have left them in our bedroom. You never really think to bring your phone for an off-the-cuff fuck. "I guess I know why now..." "Why?" I asked, wondering if we were being too obvious. "It sounds like you're watching porn, Dad!" he said chuckling. When we first had Jake, we agreed we would never lie to him. Honesty is always the best policy. We had become very good at avoiding lies by limiting and carefully wording what we told him. I wasn't about to start lying to him now but I knew what to say. "I've got to be honest, Jake, I am watching a fucking hot scene unfold, hope you don't mind," I said. It was vague true. It wasn't porn, I never said it was, but Jake can carry on with that impression. "Go for it, Dad," he said chuckling. "Just surprised, I guess. I thought you would have picked a fuck over a wank." "Don't you worry, your Dad's enjoying it to," I said as Nicky pulled back off my cock and his tongue started to focus on my head. This kid knew I was close and wanted my cum. "Hope you're safe, Jakey!" Eddie managed to shout out as his thrusts became long and deep. Nicky's hand had reached down to his own cock to stroke it. He knew both of his holes were about to get filled and he wanted to shoot too. "Tell him I'm fine, Dad. I had a really good night tonight but we can talk tomorrow. I'll be back before noon. Enjoy your porn!" he said. "Before you go, Jake," I said, now gripping onto Nicky's hair and fucking his face. My balls were beginning to rise. "I just want you to know how proud we are of you." "Aww, thanks Dad, I love you both so much." I was past the point of no return. The head of my cock exploded and I could tell Eddie's cock was doing the same. "I love you too, son." Nicky gagged on my cock slightly as he was overwhelmed with the amount of cum shooting into his throat. It was a decent load for my second one of the night. His own cock began to squirt all over Jake's sheets and my cum leaked down his chin as he moaned. His hole began to milk Eddie's dick and whose bellow confirmed it. He kept on fucking it into Nicky, making sure that tight twink hole was taking every drop of his spunk as his balls slapped against Nicky's ass. "Wow..." Jake said in my ear. "That does sound hot, you're going to have to send me a link!" I let out a slight chuckle. "I will, son." I could stick to that promise. We had plenty of videos we enjoy that could easily be a placeholder for what just happened. It wasn't a lie - he asked for A link, and I was happy to give him one. "See you tomorrow, Dad, goodnight." "Goodnight, Jakey," I said, collapsing back onto his cum-stained bed.