Date: Thu, 27 Jan 2011 15:56:05 +0000 (GMT) From: Mr. D Subject: What was I thinking, part ten This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. 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. Dionyssos Dionyssos00@yahoo.no (that is Dionyssos, and `zero-zero' at the end) What was I thinking, part ten The ride home was a quiet one. Mr. Davidson noticed that something was wrong, but did not ask. He figured the kids would sort it out among themselves. He kept thinking about this trip and all that had happened. He wasn't absolutely sure it had not been a dream and kept expecting to wake up any second. Dave and Steve fell asleep in the back seat. The next time he looked in the rear view mirror John winked at him. He felt his cock react to that but could not say anything. The drive was not long and they started by dropping off Steve. He said good-by and thanked them all for a lovely week end. John's dad had said he would pick him up, so he turned the car around and headed for home. Dave seemed tired and quickly disappeared into the house. It left him alone with John for a few moments. "Thank you so much for it all John" "Thank you Mr. Davidson. I had a great time and will have a hard time not thinking about it for a while. Did you spy on us this morning?" "I did and just you asking about it make my cock all hard again. I never thought I would see my son get fucked!" "He was really horny and it felt great to do it. You showed me how remember?" "I know. I shouldn't have done that, but I do not regret it. I would do it again if I got the chance" "You have been a wonderful host Mr. Davidson. I do want to tell you that Dave seemed to love getting fucked. I've never seen him that horny before" At that moment Mrs. Davidson came out the door. "Hello John how are you? Did you have fun?" "Hello Mrs Davidson. I had a blast! Best hiking trip ever! Thank you for inviting me Mr Davidson" "Any time John. You are my son's best friend. If you like we could do this again some time?" "I would love that" ************ Frank and Stanly woke up early in the morning. The dried cum from the evening before had almost glued them together. They felt happy, but really needed a shower. "Good morning Frank" "Good morning Stan. Could I use your shower? Feeling a bit sticky here" "Sure you can. Unfortunately my shower can only fit one of us. Got right ahead and clean up and I'll cook up something to eat" "That sounds good. Thanks" I got up and found Stan's bath room. There were two towels hung up in there. It made me wonder if Stan had been planning to get an over night visit. Right now I didn't care. I turned on the water and enjoyed it flowing over my body. I soaped up my smooth body from top to toe taking extra care around my slightly sore ass and cock. I felt the need to piss and just let it flow in the shower. I didn't do that at home, but just wanted to feel the warm spray. My mind jumped back to the morning when John accidently pissed all over me. His horrid expression and made me smile and my enjoyment from the experience made me horny. Water sports had not been something I had thought about before. Now I found it exiting to let my own pee run down my legs. The thought of my son John made my cock react instantly. When I had dried off I had a full grown hard-on. To my surprise I did not feel bad about it. I got hard when I thought about my son, but after spilling it all to Stanly I seemed to have liberated myself from the guilt attached to it. I had to walk naked around the flat to gather up my clothes. They were spread in a trail leading from the entry door through the living room and ending by the bed. I had just gathered up all of them it when I decided not to get dressed. Instead I pulled the towel around my waist and went into the kitchen. The towel could not hide my cock and was making a huge bulge. Flashing like that in front of Stanly increased my lust. "There you are Frank. I see you have recovered from last night and not lost the need to have sex" Stan gave me an amused look. He was not dressed much either. He had just put on an apron before frying up some bacon and eggs. He was flashing his trim bubble butt at me and I noticed how the apron began to lift and figured Stanly liked what he saw. "I feel right as rain to be honest. I got this hard-on by thinking about John and you. The best thing is that I do not feel the guilt and confusion. I want you both, end of story" "I see you have made up your mind then. I would never have encouraged you to keep playing with your son, but I find it a huge turn on. Remember that I have to endure seeing him naked at school once a week. Knowing about the two of you will be a hard test for me" "Poor Stanly... Does he want to play too?" The joke hit home and we laughed. It was so liberating talking about it without feeling bad. I could hardly wait to get my son home. I needed to feel his naked body again. "I hope this lack of guilt does not mean you are planning to dump me?" "I have no such plans Stan. I would very much like to keep seeing you..." "...but in secret?" "I do not know. I have to see if John can deal with the fact that I actually date men. Knowing I'm gay is one thing, seeing it in practice is another. The wish on the top of my list is to be able to have you both without any need for secrecy" "I understand Frank. John's reaction and well being is important. When it comes to keeping secrets, I do not have much of a choice. I love my job too much and I'm not willing to let it go. The school board will not be as understanding as we are about me drooling over the kids at school" "I guess your right. We have a pickle on our hands" "We sure do Frank, but I will not let that ruin this food. Sit down and eat" We both sat down and ate the food Stanly had prepared. I discovered it had been quite some time since I had eaten anything at all. Too much had been on my mind so I had simply forgotten to eat. I felt much better after having some breakfast. Stan kept flirting with me throughout the meal. I felt his feet sliding up and down my legs. It kept my cock hard and I was getting just a little desperate. When we were done eating Stanly looked at me with pleading eyes. "Would you fancy another go at my ass Frank?" "I would fancy that a lot to be honest. I am in tight spot though. I have to go pick up John and that time is close. On the other hand I can't show up at the Davidson's with a raging hard-on" "I think I can help you with that Frank" "I'm in Stan. Would you delight me with fulfilling a fantasy?" "Anything for you Frank as long as I get fucked" "Then stay right where you are. I'll be back soon" I got up and went into the bedroom. I found the lube on the night stand and began smearing on my cock. I put the towel back on, but made sure the split was in the front allowing my cock to stand out in the open. Now I returned to the kitchen where Stan was waiting expectantly. He had cleared the table and that was perfect for what I had in mind. "Come here Stan and bend over the table. I want to fuck you right here" Stanly smiled and bent over the kitchen table. He spread his legs and held his butt cheeks apart for easy access. I could see his hard cock pressed down by the edge of the table. The table's height was also perfect. My cock was at the exact same level as Stan's ass. With no foreplay I started to push my cock up his ass. He moaned and I felt his but clamp down once I got the head of my meat inside. "Take it easy now Frank. I'm still a bit tight for your thick cock" "Do you want it or not?" "I want it more that anything right now!" "Then be quiet and relax" I slapped one of his cheeks in a playful way. I had never been turned on by the infliction of pain so I did go easy on him. I patiently waited for him to relax before I began pushing forward. He took it all with only a few stops along the way. "Are you seeing John's ass this time as well?" "No I don't. This is all for you" Then I started fucking him hard. I just wanted to breed his ass over the kitchen table. He moaned and tried to push back at my thrusts, but the position he was in didn't allow him to do much else other than receive my cock. The apron was blocking his hands too so he could not touch himself. It took longer than I expected before I felt my orgasm coming. "I'm soon going to breed your ass Stan. Are you ready?" "Hell yeah! Bury that cock of yours in my ass and cream me good!" I did just that and sent load after load deep into his ass. He worked his muscles and it felt like his ass was milking me for every drop. It was sensational. When I pulled out of Stan I brought some of my cum with me. Stan turned around and began sucking me. I had not lost all the hardness and Stan did a wonderful job cleaning my cock. He quickly finished and stood up to kiss me. I could taste his ass and my jizz. He had not been able to touch himself and he was now bone hard and dripping pre-cum all over the place. I lifted him up just a bit and sat him down on the table again. When I knelt down he lifted the apron and I took his cock in my mouth. Stan did not fit on the table in this position and had to partly lean back and support himself on his hands. I did all I could to make him shoot his load and was rewarded quickly. I had most of his 10 inches in my mouth and throat when I felt him tense up and shoot his lovely load in my mouth. Not a drop was wasted as I swallowed time and time again. When I was sure he had no more left in him I leaned over the table and kissed him deeply. Our cocks rubbed together as we enjoyed the aftermath of the orgasm. I got dressed. I had to leave my newly found lover to pick up my dear son John. I hoped he would be able to give me a second orgasm later in the day. Stan called a cab and I was out of his door. He made sure to give me his phone number. "Call me any time Frank. If you do not call soon, I will have to come and pay a visit to you and your son" "I'll call you don't you worry" I gave the driver my address and got going. I got out right next to my car and wasted no time in getting to the Davidson's. I found John standing outside the house talking to Dave's parents. When he saw me he came running and gave me a really big hug. I returned it with pleasure. Mr and Mrs Davidson was looking at us both smiling. We did the formal greeting, but I did not want to linger. John seemed to be eager to get going two. He thanked Mr Davidson again and we were off. "So how was your hiking trip son?" "It was a blast. Dave's dad even showed me how to handle a knife" "That was nice of him. I have never taken you hiking before, so I guess I'm a bit surprised you liked it so much" John looked down into floor of the car. Some thing had happened on this trip and I was not sure if I should push for answers. John lifted his head and looked at me a horny look. "There are things I have to tell you about Dad. I just do not know where to begin. Would you mind if I waited until we get home?" I found that a bit odd. What could have happened that he didn't want to talk about unless we were home and that obviously turned him on? I guess my face betrayed my thoughts. "Don't look so worried Dad. Nothing bad has happened, I guess. I just need a little time to think about how to tell you. I promise you that there are parts of this story you will love" "I guess I can wait until we are home, but you did have a good time?" "For being my first hiking trip it was a blast Dad. Just wait till you hear ALL that happened" John had a very happy sounding tone in his voice. Whatever it was he had to tell me it was obvious that it made him happy and horny to think about. My imagination started to work in overdrive. John had fooled around with his friends before and that was an interesting starting point for a story I really would like to hear. Of course my cock was almost hard again by the time I parked the car outside our building. ---To be continued--- If you have an opinion about the story, good or bad, or have a suggestion for the plot, please let me know at following e-mail. Please use the story's title as subject. Dionyssos00@yahoo.no To all of you, who have sent your opinion, thank you! You have been a great help, and I hope you continue to read my stories and inspire me with your feedback.