Date: Mon, 9 Aug 2021 06:38:34 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: Wrong Side of the Tracks; Part 6 Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I lose interest when you lose interest. Share your fantasies studbluecollar@gmail.com. This story isn't striking a cord with a lot of guys so I may wrap it up sooner than later. All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more. The Palm Springs motel and home are made up. They don't exist. And yes. I have a thing for Palm Springs. Used to live there. Live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short. Where we left them:: "Son, are you sure you know what you're getting yourself into?" Dad asked with some concern. I looked over at Shay, who had a look of apprehension on his face and then I looked at dad and his worried look. I loved my dad like crazy, and he was crazy, like me. Then Shay, a whole new level of crazy but I saw the loyalty on his face when he looked at dad. He seemed to be transferring some of that loyalty to me as well. All in one afternoon. When I first saw my dad I knew I had the hots for him and tried to hide it. Couldn't help it. He flipped all my triggers. Shay does the same thing. He's just a year or so younger than dad but just as hot and that crazy eye thing makes my cunt throb. "If you guys would rather I have my own room...." I started. Knowing the reaction I would get. Dad and Shay both said, "No!" at the same time. Dad looked at Shay and Shay back at him and they laughed a bit again. "I guess what's the worst that can happen. He becomes a slut like us? That ship has sailed." Dad said, chuckling. "Wrong Side of the Tracks, Part 6:: Rory's POV Kenny Brain. That's who he reminded me of. That guy that came out on a Big Brother episode. I don't really watch Big Brother but his story made the gay headlines in 2014. Now he's on some Canadian HGTV show. But I digress. My wrestling coach, Archer Ryan, is pretty much the spitting image of Kenny Brain, right down to the beard. Although Kenny Brain is about 6 foot, Coach is hovering around 5 foot 8 or 9 inches. Coach also has more muscle bulk where Kenny is muscle lean. For the first day of practice, meeting really, it was the Friday of the first week of school. Coach is wearing a normal Polo type pullover, white, and blue shorts. He's definitely filling it all out well. His left bicep seems to have a tattoo on it but I can't see it behind the short sleeve of the pullover. Coach also has eyes like Jake's. There is a bit of crazy behind them. Intense eyes that have seen too much but want to see more. His voice was deep and filled the room we were in. This guy didn't need a microphone. He projected just fine. Me and the other guys are just in our street clothes. It's still fricking hot in Palm Springs so most of us are wearing the usual teen garb. Athletic shorts and tees. Mixture of footwear around the room. This is our first meeting with Coach and it's casual. He's filling us in on his expectations for the team. The usual speech you get from any coach in any sport at the beginning of the season. Our first meet isn't until October but here we are in August, the second week of school, having a meeting with the coach. His expectations and our practice schedule being laid out for us. I'm in the 170 weight class. Dad said I must be carrying most of it in my ass. He might be right. At 5'8" my shoulders, arms and chest are powerful from gymnastics and my thighs, calves and butt are muscular from wrestling and weight training. My butt has a bit of extra padding though. Jake calls it the Channing Tatum butt. I wish. Mine still jiggles a bit. Baby fat that I haven't grown out of yet I guess. I keep working to try to get rid of it. I liked gymnastics better before only because I was always afraid I was going to throw a bone during a wrestling meet. That was in LA, in my old life. I wasn't as worried about it now. Having some of my needs taken care of at home has helped. But looking around the room there are definitely some bones I'd like to try from the team. Especially Coach. As the new guy, even though I was a senior this year, I was going to have to prove myself. As I looked around the room there were only a couple of us that were developed like adults. The rest of the kids looked, well, like kids. Only one other guy had a five o'clock shadow like me. Him and I probably looked the oldest in the room besides Coach. The guy's name was Philip Romero. Philip was a bit taller than me, probably right at 6 foot, and a bit heavier. He was in the 190 weight class. Something told me that he might not be as nimble as me, however. But he was good looking and had that beautiful tanned skin. Big shoulders and arms. I could picture myself getting pinned by him. But not on the mat. Between him and the Coach I wasn't sure who I wanted to be 'pinned' by the most. Towards the end of the meeting Coach said that we would all be in singlets, including him, at our first practice. He finds the best way to coach is to be in the thick of things. He has two assistant coaches who we will meet in the upcoming practices. At our first practice we would also be electing a Captain from the group. Once the meeting was over I gathered up my stuff and headed for the door. Before I made it to the threshold however, Philip grabbed my shoulder. "Hey wait up, Rory right?" he asked as I turned around. "Yep, Philip, right?" I responded, "What's up?" He was almost a bit shy but then put on his 'top jock' persona. "I just thought I should get to know my competition." he said, surprising me. He kind of puffed out his chest and stood taller. He had a tight tee shirt with short sleeves that were shorter than normal. Tuffs of his armpit hairs were sticking out and his biceps made the sleeves look non-existent. His chest was pushing that shirt out tight. His shorts were normal Under Armour. He might have been wearing boxers underneath because his meat swung when he walked. Not that I would notice. His scent was natural as well. No colognes on this guy. I swear I smelled some musk from his pits. "Competition? Hardly dude. I'm a transfer from LA. I'm sure your status here will survive." I told him sort of chuckling. "Well, that's not the popular opinion among the student body. You've created sort of a buzz bro. All the chicks have their panties wet talking about the new guy and my crew is giving me shit about how I probably won't be the top dawg soon. Not that I ever wanted that title but here we are." he said. "So now what? We going to fight it out for the stupid high school hierarchy? Besides you have the height man. The top dawg is usually the taller ones." I said with a cocky grin. I didn't mean exactly a fight. Just a competition of sorts. And I sort of made a joke out of it. "Well yeah. I've got the height but we both have things the other doesn't have." he said with one eyebrow arched up, "And nope, we're going to be friends. Tight as thieves, man." I looked at him sort of shocked. We didn't even know each other. "Just going to take in the new guy just like that?" I challenged him. "I was the new guy at the beginning of junior year. Transferred in from the valley. Took me all year to prove to these desert punks that I was worthy. You come in and they are giving you buzz that I didn't get right away. I had to work for it. So instead of making enemies I figured we'd be friends." Philip reasoned. "Keep your enemies closer and all that?" I asked. "Nah, we'll be friends. You're just going to have to get used to it. So are you hungry? I'm always hungry after practice. There's a Carl's JR. a block away. Let's go." Philip said. "But this wasn't really practice. It was a meeting." I laughed. He did have an infectious energy about him. "Come on man. I'll buy you a burger. What else are best friends for." he persisted. "Oh? Best friends now? That was quick." Good thing he was hot or he wouldn't have gotten this far with me. "Yep. And we have to get to know each other real quick so that everyone gets the clue that we are not to be fucked with." he said leading me out the door, "You got a car? Mine needs to go in the shop." "Oh there's the kicker. You just need a ride and you're buttering me up so I'll be your chauffeur." I thought I caught him. "Nope. I can use the freshmen for that. If you want to drop me off here afterwards that would be cool. I'll get a ride. Carl's is only a block. We could walk if you don't want to feel taken advantage of." he grinned at me. My hole twitched. I pretty much made up my mind that I would rather have him riding me than in my jeep. "It's cool, come on. I'll take you home too if you want. When will you get your car fixed?" I asked. "In a fucking week man. It's at home. They don't want it till I can pay for the parts. I hit a curb and did some damage to the wheel and something to do with the wheel assembly. I'm not a real mechanic type so I had to bring it to a garage. They don't seem to be helpful. Kind of think I may be getting ripped off." he said. "My dad was a mechanic. He and his partner had a shop in Texas before moving here. He has a small shop now." I said. I knew what I said too. I didn't make a mistake. I let it sink in. "Your dad's partner? Business or romantic?" he asked like it was the most common thing in the world. "Both I guess." I answered. "Cool. Will your dad give me a second opinion?" he asked. "Doesn't bother you?" I asked. "What? Oh that he's gay? I grew up in the Valley dude. I think every other house had two mom's or two dad's." Philip said. "Cool. My jeeps over here." I said as we walked into the student lot. When we got to the Jeep, which was totally open air, he said, "This is cool. Not like my beater." He climbed in and we took off towards Carl's. We scarfed down some grub and actually got along pretty well. We talked about wrestling, music and he filled me in on the school gossip. School had been in session only about a week but I knew who some of the people were that he was talking about. Then he said, "You can drop me back at school. I don't expect you to take me all the way home." "Dude, it's no problem. Let's go." I really didn't want the interaction to end. I don't know why. But it was sort of cool to have a friend. And he's fucking hot but I didn't have any hopes of it going any further than friends. He was painfully straight. When we got back out to the Jeep I tore off my tee shirt before getting in and threw it on the back floor board. "Thank god you're not a prude man. It's fucking hot!" Philip said as he discarded his own shirt. His body was even more beautiful than I imagined. Not a blemish on it and his naturally dark skin with a slight sheen of sweat made me salivate. His scent was driving me wild too. All man. And that log he had swinging in his shorts. He was definitely having an effect on me. Outwardly I remained in control but inwardly my demons were in full alert. Then he said, "You want to just come in and hang out when we get there. Play COD or something? I don't usually have anyone over. But I have a feeling I can trust you." The last part made my ears perk. I looked over at him and just said, "Cool" but I was sure my face had a questioning look on it. He gave directions and soon we were in a run down little neighborhood by the airport. Near Gene Autry and Via Escuela. When we got to his house I parked behind an older model Camery that was obviously incapacitated. It was backed into the driveway, probably by a tow truck, looking like it's passenger front wheel was broken. He did some damage. "Dude, I'll call my dad and see if he can look at that." I volunteered. "In the couple of months we've been here he couldn't stay away from a garage so he bought a small service station. It has a couple of bays. Only does service by appointment. No gas pumps though." Dad was bored at the motel. It was running fine without him. He pitched in every now and then to help make up rooms or check people in. Or be the host at the weekend Happy Hours. But there was really nothing to fill his time with so he picked the wrench back up. Only worked at the garage when he wanted to. No set hours. "Really Rory? That would be cool. Would he be open to a payment plan or something?" Obviously Philip had more reasons for the car just sitting in the driveway. "I'm sure he'll work it out with you. Tell you what. I'll tell him about it tonight. Knowing him he'll pick it up in the morning." I said as we entered the house. The inside was not much better than the outside. Reminds me of dad's trailer. Not a woman's touch anywhere either. "Just you and your parents?" I asked. "Just me and my dad. And he's hardly here. ORT, over the road trucker, spends maybe three nights a week here. I've been left on my own since about 12." Philip explained. That explains the state of the house. The house was kind of stuffy as well. It was definitely cooler than outside but was still stuffy. Then he volunteered like he knew what I was thinking, "Usually it's just me here and I don't wear much so the cooling system usually just stays where it is. I can lower it if you want." he offered. "Nope, you don't have to do that for me but, if you don't mind, I am going to take off my kicks man. Usually I only have shoes on at school. I have flips in the car." I said. "Feel at home man. I'm doing the same thing." he kicked off his shoes. He had no socks on. I was dying to worship those sweaty feet. Had to be a size twelve or fourteen. Compared to my size 9 they looked gigantic. "You want a beer?" he asked. "Dude, I'm driving." I said. Knowing there would be hell to pay if I tried to drive even after only one beer. "You don't have to." he shyly said. "What you mean?" I asked. "Hang out here dude. My dad won't be back till the end of next week. I'm sort of stuck here and, well to be honest, I'm sort of a loner, don't have many real friends. But it does get lonely." he was being honest. His 'top dawg' persona was a front. I didn't buy it anyway but he had that hot mysterious bad boy vibe going on and it intrigued me. "I'm pretty much a loner too dude. Even in LA I didn't hang out much." which was true. I was popular but I never really went to parties or anything at night. I hung out with buds for sport or to go surfing. "Well let's kick back for a while and play the Xbox or something. And then decide." he said. We did that for about 30 mins. Played COD. He was right next to me on the couch. Both our feet up on the coffee table. Both of us in just shorts. I knew I had on a jock but I wasn't sure what he had on under his shorts. It had to be boxers. He almost looked commando except the outline would have shown more. And I looked several times. Almost got caught a couple times. I swear I saw him smirk. Then he paused the game and put his arm on the couch behind me. The scent from his pit was stronger than I thought. It was intoxicating. I could feel a whimper coming from deep in my throat that I had to suppress. "You ready for a beer?" he said in a low deep voice. Almost sexy. "I really want you to stay." he almost whispered. Like he was trying to seduce me. He didn't have to try very hard. But I was staying in control. He gave no other signs of being like me. "I'm not sure." I said under my breath. Afraid to talk louder and betray myself. "It's hot in here Rory. I usually have a couple of beers to cool down. I usually have less on too but I have a guest." he said as I swear he must have gotten closer. "What are you doing?" I asked quietly. He smirked again, "I knew we would be best friends from the minute I saw you the first day of school. I watched you for four days. You probably didn't even notice me until our meeting." "I noticed you. But why did you think...." I began. He cut me off. He grabbed the back of my head and smashed my lips against his. His mouth opened and his tongue went straight into my mouth. We stayed that way for a few minutes. The whimper I suppressed was now turning into a few. A couple of moans thrown in for good measure. Then he backed away from me. "I had to be sure though. I had to get you over here and be sure. I'm sure now. I want you bro. Been wanting you all week. That ass makes my mouth water. And if I didn't have you soon you would throw off my meets. I would throw a bone watching you compete and then be good for nothing. I wouldn't be able to go on the mat, my crotch would be so obscene. So now I think I'm sure, am I wrong?" he asked. "No" was all I said. "So you'll stay?" he asked as he caressed my neck and shoulder. "I'll have to tell my dad. Or Shay." I said. "Who's Shay?" he asked. A question behind his eyes like Shay might be my boyfriend. He was almost upset. "Basically my step-dad." I smiled. "Oh, your dad's boyfriend. Cool." his eyes calmed down. I might be wrong but I thought I saw jealousy. "I'm not a virgin. I'm sort of experienced." I volunteered. Might as well get it out of the way. "Oh fuck yeah. So am I. I was hoping I didn't have to train you. I want you so much I was afraid I was going to hurt you." he said. His eyes gave a slight crazy look. A lot milder than Shay's though. I pulled out my phone before this went any further. I pushed dad's contact. When he answered he was obviously in the garage. "Dad, I'm at a friend's house, Philip Romero, he's on the wrestling team. Mind if I spend the night?" I knew my voice was betraying me to my dad. I know I sounded like a breathless whore. "A friend eh? Sounds like more. But I trust you. If you drink, don't drive. I'll come get you if I have to." was all he said. "I know dad. I won't. Can you look at his car too? He hit a curb. Screwed the wheel up pretty much." I asked. "Yeah I can. Give me the address and I'll pick it up with the tow. Tonight or in the morning?" he asked. I gave him the address. Then I said, "Up to you. Whenever you have time. I don't think he was expecting anything so soon." "I'll see what I have going on. I'll text you when I'm coming. Love you son. Be good." dad said. "Yes sir. Love you too. Thanks." was all I said and hung up. Meanwhile, Philip leaned back on the couch and waited. When I was done with the call he said, "So what do you want to do?" "Beer sounds good. Lose the shorts." I said. "That's all I have on. They have a liner in them. Almost like boxers. What do you have on under those?" He pointed to my shorts. "A nasty jock," I said. "Oh fuck. So you a pig? I don't have to be careful?" he asked. I wasn't sure what he meant by careful but I was up for anything at this point. I answered him by lifting his arm and eating his ripe pit. He obviously never wore deodorant as his taste was totally natural. I couldn't wait to get to him after a meet. "Oh fuck baby. I knew it. I knew we'd get along. You like that jock stink man? Fuck you drive me crazy." he said as his other hand wandered around by back. Up and down my spine. Getting closer to the waist of my shorts everytime. "I want to see that jock bro. Let me see that ass framed in that nasty fucking jock." I kept my mouth on his left pit. I was sucking and gnawing at it like I was starving. But I was still able to get my shorts off. Once they were past my knees I was able to kick them off. Then I took my right hand and went to feel his crotch. He was hard as a rock and what a rock it was. From what I could tell he had about a foot of what I needed for my itch. I was kneeling on the couch at this point. My ass up in the air as my face was in his pit. I felt him lift his hips off of the couch and slide off his own shorts. I heard his meat land on his abs with a thud. I didn't even have to see it to know it was massive. My hole ached. I heard him growl and then he lifted me off of his pit and laid back on the couch. "Suck my cock while I eat that ass bro. Sit on my fucking face. Smother me man." I swung my right leg over him so that it was on the back side of the couch and my ass was facing him. He grabbed my hips fast and pulled me down. I didn't even have a chance to look at his cock yet because once his tongue invaded my hole my eyes closed. I almost forgot what I was supposed to do till his hand went to the back of my head and guided me to his cock. And what a cock it was. It was an uncut piece of art. Stood straight on its own. Thick and long. It took dad and Shay to satisfy my itch sometimes. I think Philip was going to be able to do it all on his own. This cock would ruin me for others. After he ate me out for about five minutes and I attempted to suck his cock down my throat he pushed me away from his face long enough to say, "Can I fuck you Rory. I need to leave a load in this hole man." I lifted my head off his cock and asked, "This a one time thing?" "Fuck no. Best friends man. I totally want you. I knew we would get along. I wasn't kidding. Knowing that you may be a freak like me makes it all the better. You said you were experienced but I have a feeling that means more than just a boyfriend. Me too man. I want to know all your secrets. Want you to know mine. I have a feeling once we fuck there will be no turning back for us. I'm twisted bro. Tell me if I scare you off." he was talking fast, barely breathing in air, "Let me fuck you Rory. Don't let me scare you off." "You don't scare me. I'm twisted too. I need you inside of me. I crave cock inside of me. Any cock. But yours, right now, most of all. I don't know what it means man but I'm already addicted to your cock and I haven't even tried it on for size yet." He pushed me to the back of the couch and got up. He was even more imposing naked. He took my hand and pulled me up and led me to the back of the house. He brought me into the master bedroom. I was surprised but so horny that I really didn't comprehend what might be going on. My shorts and phone were left in the living room. The bed was a mess and there were clothes all over the place. It smelled like men. Sweat, sex, ass. There was lube on the side table. A large bottle with a pump on it. A few bottles of poppers too. He gently pushed me onto the bed. On my back first. So that he could make out with me again. But first he took off my jock. Then I tasted my ass on his lips. The heat had made me have swamp ass. I was ripe. He never complained. From what I heard he enjoyed it. Then he rolled me onto my stomach and pulled my hips up. He ate me again. My head was in my crossed arms on the bed. I smelled the sheets. All I could smell was male musk. In this position he ate me like he was possessed. Trying to shove his head up my hole. Massaging my cheeks like he was in awe of them. "Never giving this ass up" he moaned into my cunt. Then he stood up. Pushing the small of my back down. My knees spread more. My balls were touching the sheets but my ass was still pointed up. "Never saw an ass like this. It's begging to be used." He only lubed his cock. Not my hole. But I was dripping his saliva down my thighs anyway. As he lined up his cock and my hole he threw a couple of bottles of poppers by my head. I took one and uncapped it. I held it to my nose and mouth knowing I would need it. "This first time bro, I'm going to get it over with, breed you good. The rest of the night I'll take my time." The rest of the night? How many times can he go? He slid in, slow and steady, and didn't pause. He bottomed out. There was pain from the stretching my hole was taking but I snorted the poppers more heavily. "Fuck, you have done this before" he said, "You didn't flinch. This is going to be fun." he said as he started to move. "Fuck! Just fuck me. Tear me up." I said in such a small voice I barely heard myself. My body was in shock from the intrusion but it was a welcome shock. "Oh yeah baby? Want me to fuck you good? Fucking like my bare cock in you? Fuck man. I'm in love with this hole already. I fit so well." He was jabbering while he started to pile drive me. He would pull almost all the way out and slam it back in. Long dicking me like I've never had done before. "I want to play with your hole while my cum seeps out of you. So happy you're spending the night. I can play with it all night." All I could do was moan and suck in poppers as he slammed into me. My itch was almost gone. The pleasure flowing through my body was intense. Dad never fucked me like this but Shay has come close. His crazy fucks own my ass. But this was different. Crazy but steady. I could feel every vein on his cock as it slid across my schute. "Fuck you're going so deep. I may not be...." I started. "I don't care. Never had an ass like this. Fucking muscle stud." he finished for me. His fucking got more eratic. Fucking me more intensly. I knew he was about to unload. We were sweating and we stunk. As I felt him expand in my ass I shot off onto the bed. Then he roared. His organsim intense. He slammed a few more times harder into me than he had before. Then he fell onto me. I collapsed on the bed. Then he turned my head towards his and kissed me again. "That was a fuck!" he announced. "Fuck that was hot". I smiled in agreement. Not sure if I had the energy to speak. His cock was still in me but we were laying sideways now. I massaged it with my ass making sure I got every last drop of him in me. "Fuck baby. You're insatiable." He said, pleased with my actions. He kissed me again, more aggressively this time, and then pulled back. "Time for that beer. And then a lot of cuddling and some more sex." he grinned. His cock had softened enough for it to slip out at this point. We got up and headed for the living room. He took a detour and went to the kitchen and I sat on the couch. I was afraid I might leak out but the couch was stained anyway so I didn't give it much thought. He came back and put two beers on the coffee table in front of me. Before he sat down I reached for his soft cock and put it in my mouth. The least I could do was clean it for him. "Fuck bro. Such a fucking pig. My best friend. No doubts about it." he said as he caressed my head. "No one will fuck with us man. Thick as thieves. We're a team man." he went on. Then I heard my phone ding. I let go of his cock and he sat down beside me and put one arm around me and reached for the beer with his other. I looked at the phone. It was from dad. "I'm outside. Have it hooked up to the truck. I had to move your Jeep. Happy I had the spare set with me." "Come in and meet Philip" I said, "Don't bother knocking. We're in the living room right inside the door." I hoped Philip wouldn't mind. But I knew what I was doing. I had a feeling, after thinking about that master bedroom, that he may be even more twisted than I thought. Soon there was a double knock on the door and it opened. My dad was standing there shirtless with his coveralls hanging from his body. Sweat glistened on the hair on his chest. His upper body looked extra pumped. Must be from working the tow truck. "Who are you?" Philip tensed up. Not sure if he should jump the intruder or what. "It's my dad silly." I said. He calmed down for a moment. Then he realized the state we were in and started to cover up, "Er, sorry." Dad grinned and said, "I'm not." Then he turned to me and said, "You wanted me to see this. You little slut." Daddy loved to roll play. "Yes daddy." I fell into character. Philip was twisting his neck back and forth in disbelief. "What the fuck?" Philip's questioning eyes fell on me. "I have a huge load in me dad. It's leaking out." I was going to see how twisted Philip was now. I was taking a chance but I wasn't too concerned. I think he was a lot more like me than I originally thought. "Fuck!" dad said, then he turned to Philip, "You fuck my boy?" Philip got a scared look on his face for a moment, but was honest, "Yes sir" Then dad looked at me, "Present" was all he said. I got up and I turned around and put my arms on the back of the couch. My knees were riding the edge of the couch and my legs were spread. I heard dad get closer. Then he said, "Show me". I looked over at Philip and grinned. Then I pushed a little cum out. Just enough so it would drip down to my taint. "That's what I'm talking about." Dad said. Then to Philip. "Son, I'm going to eat your load from my boy's ass. Do you have a problem with that?" he asked in his scary Marine voice. Philip's voice was a bit shaky when he responded, "No sir". He was in total confusion. Then he said to me, "Is he really your dad?" "Yes" I answered back. "Holy fuck. This is hot. You really are as twisted as me. I'm never going to fucking let you go. That is if your dad doesn't mind." Philip said. "Are you versatile?" dad asked. "Yes sir" Philip said. "Welcome to the family. Now about that ass. Mind if I get comfortable. Hate eating ass with clothes on." Dad asked as he untied his boots. "By the way, where is your family?" "Oh fuck!" Philip said. His cock was getting blood in it again. "Oh, um, Dad is out of town." "My dad and I are close. Will that be a problem? Us being best friends and all?" I asked with a cocky grin. I could tell by the sweat on his forehead and his now hard cock that it wouldn't be a problem. "Fuck no. Fuck! He's hot. He's your dad? Really? Fucking prime." I looked back at what he was looking at. Dad in all his glory. Standing there with a hard cock looking down at my ass like he was going to attack it. "Yeah. The stud is my dad. Wait till you meet his boyfriend." I said as dad spread my cheeks. "You all fuck?" Philip asked, kinda stunned. But not totally shocked. Something was definitely up. "Oh yeah. If it's too much for you...." I started. "Fuck no bro. Just never thought I'd meet anyone I could be completely honest with." Philip said before he kissed me again. Dad looked up from behind me and asked, "What do you need to be honest about, son, or do you want me not to hear?" Philip looked at dad. Then back to me. Dad realized it was a time to talk rather than fuck. He was good like that. He turned me around to sit on the couch again. Then he sat in between us. He planted his arms on the back of the couch. Behind each of us. And then he asked, "Where is your dad son?" with a great deal of concern in his voice. Everyone's cock had softened at this point but Philip's and Dad's were still whoppers. I couldn't help but notice. "He's away sir." was all Philip said, starting to get emotional. "For how long. How long really?" dad asked. I didn't know it was possible that Philip wasn't telling the truth about his dad but dad did. "I suppose 10 to 15 years." Philip said. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth Rory." "10 to 15 years? What does that mean?" I asked him. "He's in prison, Philip?" dad asked. "Manslaughter. Killed a guy with his rig. In Arizona. He was above the legal limit. He was high too. My dad was quite a partier. He usually separated that from his job though. Not this time." Philip explained, "We were living in the Valley in LA at the time. They took the house for legal expenses. Same with his bank accounts. I had my own savings account that had been set up for me by my grandparents. His name wasn't on it. Has enough to tide me over, through school, if nothing big happens." "Like a car repair?" dad asked. "Yeah. I mean I could pay it but it wouldn't leave me much else." Philip said. "And this house?" dad asked. "My grandparents. They used to be snow birds from Michigan. They live in Benton Harbor. Used this house for their annual trips after they retired. They are in assisted living now. The house is mine when I turn 18. Next month. They are going to leave me a little money too. I haven't seen them in almost two years. No way I could go check on them. The school thinks I live with my grandparents. Once I'm 18 they won't check on me anymore. They haven't for a while anyway. I haven't seen Family Services since I left the Valley." he explained. "How long has your dad been away?" Dad continued. "Almost two years. At the end of my sophomore year my grandfather was able to come out and get me set up in this house and transferred to the High School. My grandmother was already in assisted living. You could tell the trip was taxing for him. I haven't seen them since. He still calls and checks on me. He asks me all the time if I need any money. I always turn it down. I know they are strapped living in that place." Philip said, "It's a nice place. I've seen it on the net. So I'm sure it's costing them quite a bit. My grandmother isn't well. Dementia. But she recognizes me sometimes when we video chat." "Philip, I want to ask you one more thing. If it's none of my business let me know. But how is it that you are the way you are? Comfortable with Rory and I like this?" Dad asked. Taking the gentle route. "You mean sexually twisted?" Philip grinned. "I guess so, yeah," Dad said. "I knew from a young age, very young, which side of the fence I was on sexually. But I was also athletic and was able to hide it for the most part. During puberty I found teenagers and men turned me on. My dad's a muscle bear. Not built like you but built like a blue collar guy that always was physical at work. I was intrigued by him. I slept with him more times than not. He was always naked in bed. Didn't think anything of it until I started puberty. He turned me on. By the time I was thirteen his walls went down and we started to have sex. I mean there is a lot more to it but that is the short version. He fucked me a lot at first but when my cock grew he wanted it just as much." Philip explained. "Social life?" Dad asked. "I'm a loner. I have friends at school but I don't really hang with anyone. Don't want anyone to find out that I live alone." Philip said. "Why me?" I asked, "Why did you bring me here?" "I thought we went over that. I saw it in you. I knew we were somewhat alike and I needed a friend like you. Someone athletic and popular but also a loner like me. I thought we might have a lot in common. I just saw through it. I don't know how but I knew there was something about you. You are the only one I ever brought here." Philip said to me as his left hand went across dad to me. "It's weird. It's like I've always known you." "Well, I'll tell you what. I'm going to get the car to the garage and then head home. Shay is working through Happy Hour and then he'll be home. Rory, you guys talk about it but why don't you bring Philip to our house. Text me and let me know what you decide." Dad said and then he turned to Philip, "Our house is very relaxed and open. Spend the weekend with us. I'd like to have time to talk with you some more." Then Dad got up and put on his coveralls and socks and boots. "I think you both need each other, for different reasons. But I'd feel better if you were both home." Dad said as he left through the front door. "Wow, your dad is..." Philip began. "...pretty cool." I finished. "Yeah, but then he said he wanted us both home. He would feel better if we were both home." Philip looked at me, "Why did he say it like that?" "Well let's just say I think you're stuck with us. He liked you. You were upfront with him about everything he asked." I said. "It's kind of hard not to be. He's so nice and so fucking hot. You're lucky bro." Philip said. "I think my luck has gotten better lately." I grinned at him. "You want to hang out with us this weekend? Shay is intense but he is like this scary creature that you find out is nothing but a teddy bear. And he's hot too. Not as handsome as my dad but makes up for it in other areas." "I don't want to be in the way." Philip put his head down for a moment. "Hey, no one would be asking if you were going to be in the way. I want to find out how well we will get along anyway. And if we did have something you would have to get along with dad and Shay too or it wouldn't work. So throw some shit into a backpack and bring whatever you need for Monday. You'll need a ride anyway. Might as well be from the house." "If you're sure I guess it would beat being all alone here all weekend. The only thing I would miss is being naked the whole time." he grinned. "Then you won't miss anything. No one wears anything around our house unless they are going someplace. And our house backs up against "Nero's"." I said as I put on my shorts. "Nero's? You mean the gay hotel?" Philip asked with one eyebrow raised. "Yeah, Dad owns it. Well I guess we all do sort of. Dad put Shay and I on the deed or something. But yeah." I looked over at him, "Bother you?" "Fuck no bro. Sounds even more interesting." he laughed. "Get your shit. We're going home for the weekend. If you come back here after the weekend that's up to you but we'll still welcome you anytime." I explained. "I don't get you and your dad. You don't know me." Philip stopped for a moment from what he was doing. "You said it yourself. It feels like you always knew me. I feel the same way. So come on and stop stalling." I told him. He gathered up some clothes for the weekend and for school on Monday. I reminded him to take his wrestling gear. We then left his house after he locked up. My jeep was on the street after dad moved it to get the Camry out. Philip had on board shorts that looked hot on him. They rode low showing off his cum gutters and his six pack. He had a tee shirt over his shoulder just in case and then just wore flips. I had put my jock and my shorts back on but nothing else. I was able to sprint over the hot pavement before I got totally burned but the shoes I had were hot and I'd rather be barefoot. My flips were in the car. When we got to my house it was almost 5pm. I pulled straight into the garage. Dad would pull in next to me. Shay parked his car under the car port at the motel. Dad was probably still at the garage and Shay was most likely hosting Happy Hour and welcoming weekend guests. All fourteen rooms were booked and there were men still calling hoping someone cancelled. As I showed Philip around you could hear the faint music coming from the pool area at the motel when we were by our pool. "Can we take a peak?" Philip asked. "Sure. Might as well meet Shay right away. He should know that we took in another stray." I laughed. Philip looked almost hurt. "Stray?" "Dude. We joke with Shay about that all the time. I'll explain it to you later. Don't take it wrong. I am really happy you are here. Even if it turns out just for the weekend but I'm hoping longer." I said. "You are?" he looked unconvinced. I walked up to him and pulled him down so that his face was in mine. "I totally want you here dude. Besides turning me on big time you compliment me. I think you were right. We are going to be best friends." Then I made out with him for a few minutes. He moaned into my mouth and I thought it would be best to stop this before we went any further. "Come on you big lug. Come meet my step-daddy." I said as I dropped my shorts before I went to the pool bar and grabbed the key to the motel. I made it to the gate and then my jock came off too. "You're going through that gate naked?" Philip was sort of shocked. "The gate goes almost right into the motel. And it is a clothing optional facility. So yep. Going naked. Are you?" I challenged. "Fuck man. You are just as, if not more twisted, than I am. Ok I'm game. Will Shay let us have a beer? I'm sort of nervous." he asked as he dropped his board shorts. "Hold on." I went back to the bar by the pool and grabbed a couple of Budweisers from the mini fridge. "Here. They won't say anything as long as we are in for the night. Driving is forbidden after even one beer. But Dad and Shay are cool." After I handed him the beer he sucked about half of it down and then burped. He grinned and said, "Lead on." We opened the gate and then went through the breezeway. Philip was looking around making sure we couldn't be seen from the street. I unlocked the door and led him in. I closed it behind us. I took his hand and led him to the pool area. There were about a half dozen naked men around the pool and about 4 or 5 at the bar by the office. Shay was manning the bar in his 'barely there' sarong. His cock swaying under the material. Some of the older guys were trying to feel Shay up and he was cool about it. Let them have a feel and then moved on to something else. Who could resist trying to grab part of the muscular Marine. We approached the bar and Shay turned to me and grinned, "Hey baby boy. Who's the stud?" he gave Philip the once over and Philip turned red. I could tell he was sort of taken with Shay too. Everyone is. "This is my friend Philip. He's staying with us for at least the weekend. Dad met him earlier. Hope you don't mind." I explained. I wanted Shay to always have a vote too. He was important to Dad. "Heck no buddy. Any friend of yours is a friend of the families. Since your dad met him I'm assuming that all cards are on the table so to speak?" Shay asked as he leaned on the bar showing off his triceps and big chest. His eyebrows were arched. "All cards." I responded. "That's good. So I'm gathering more than friends?" Shay asked. "I hope so." Philip and I said at the same time. Shay laughed. Philip and I shyly looked at each other and then grinned. Then Shay came from the bar and opened his arms for Philip, "Well then, welcome to our fucked up family, glad to have you." he pulled Philip into a bear hug and one of his hands went straight to Philip's butt. "Fuck yeah bro. Nice addition too. You ever get tired of baby boy you can jump into our bed." Shay grinned. "Hey. Give the guy a break. Let him get used to the pig pen before the pigs attack!" I said sort of joking. "Sorry Rory. You boys have fun. Be careful. But we seem to have a nice crowd this weekend. Break him in slowly." Shay was about to turn around, but then he said to Philip, "Seriously bro. Welcome. I'd like to get to know you better over the weekend. We can share how we met the O'Cains." I gave Philip a quick tour. His eyes widened when I brought him to the play room. It was empty for now but there was sling and a fuck bench and mirrors. "Have you ever used this stuff?" he asked. "Shay has taken me on a tour a couple of times. Before school started and I was bored I would come over here and hang with Shay. It usually ended up with me on the fuck bench. Does that bother you?" I asked. "Fuck no babe. Can we try it now?" he asked. I looked at his cock and it was rapidly rising. How could I say no. There were some poppers hidden in the room but the lube was all over the place. I grabbed some poppers and got into position on the bench. Shay had told me how my ass looked even bigger in that position. "Fuck bro. Your ass does things to me." he said as he squatted down to chow down on me again. My puffy cunt lips were sensitive this time around. They had been stretched early when he first took me. "You know we might end up with an audience." I nodded towards the open door. I knew what could happen with the guests. It's happened before. "So, they'll be jealous that I'm balls deep in some grade A pussy." he was obviously getting horned up. His shyness and hesitensy disappearing. Like before he started to eat me out with determination. Like he was looking for his load this time. But it didn't last long. I had a feeling he needed to be inside me. The atmosphere of the motel commands it. It was still very light outside but the curtains of the room were closed. The only light came from the open door and that was shaded by palms and other vegetation. The air conditioning was off. The room usually only gets used well into the night. At that point no one usually cares about the heat. Just fucking. But it was hot in that room. I was sweating just staying in the position I was. I could smell my own swampy pits. Between that and the poppers my ass was throbbing for cock. I felt him line himself up. I whimpered as his head pushed through my outer muscle. "Fucking take me Philip." He then pushed in. Not stopping. That long cock felt like it was taking a senic trip through my bowels. I moaned. I knew I was loud. I felt one or two others in the room. A cock was in my face. Philip was kissing someone. I couldn't concentrate on anything but the huge cock owning my ass. I opened my mouth to moan again and a cock slid in. Not real big. Less than 7 inches. But I still almost choked. I wasn't ready for it. But I adjusted quickly. I took another hit of poppers with the cock still in my mouth. That slutty feeling was coming over me. I really liked it. Philip started to pick up his pace. I felt like he was going to end up in my lungs. So fucking big. The guy in my mouth didn't last long. He came pretty quickly down my throat. Then he left. He just used my mouth. Fucking hot. I looked back and saw that it was Shay that was making out with Philip. His sarong was no where in site. Somehow that made me glad. I rather it was Shay than some stranger. Then Shay put some lube in Philip's ass and then on his cock. He was going to fuck him as Philip fucked me. I heard Philip wince and then moan. His cock went deep into me as Shay penetrated him. I moaned even louder. Once Shay bottomed out and started to fuck I started to massage Philip's cock with my ass muscles. He was bent over me at this point. His hands all over my body. He didn't have to fuck anymore. Shay was doing the work for him. Philip was moaning more and more. His senses were becoming overloaded. His cock started to throb and expand. I could tell Shay was being gentle with him. He wasn't giving him a crazy fuck like he gives me and dad. Then Philip came. He almost sounded like he was crying his whimpers and moans were so loud. He shot into me deep. I milked it all out of him. Then I heard Shay say, "Have the boy clean your cock. I'm taking over." Shay lasted longer than most. Once Philip was out of the way and at my mouth Shay had slid all the way in. His cock was big but not Philip long. Maybe thicker. Definetly thicker. I felt him. Shay's hands grabbed my hips. I knew what was coming. He started to fuck me hard. I could just picture the intensity in his eyes. His crazy fucking eyes. Then I heard him grab the back of Philip and pull him towards him. Over me. Philip's stomach pushing my head onto his cock. They were making out again. Well, it was more like Shay was raping Philip's mouth. I've kissed him while he's fucked. His mouth fucks were like no others. Shay was still fucking me so hard that I came all over the bench. My ass muscles must have been spasming around his cock because he came next. Adding to Philip's load. Shay roared when he came. I was sure the whole motel heard what was going on. Shay and Philip stopped kissing and Shay rubbed my body up and down as I milked his cock getting every last drop out. As I did that Shay said to Philip, "You make a good addition. You going to treat the boy right?" "Yes sir." Philip answered. "Can you put up with this? A house of perverts? We'll make sure you never feel left out." Shay sounded like a dad almost. Even though he was balls deep into me. I was still licking on Philips cock. He wasn't totally hard anymore but he wasn't soft either. It was like a thick sausage hanging there for a hungry man to salivate over. I listened to their conversation as I loved on that sausage. "I may never want to leave." Philip said. That pleased me. I took all of him into my mouth again sucking on him. Showing appreciation. "I think that answer pleased the boy. His ass is milking me like crazy." Shay said, "You want that baby boy? You want Philip to join our family of pigs?" and then back to Philip, "Pat fuck you yet?" "No sir. Came close but then we started to talk. He wanted to know about me." Philip said. "That's Pat. He's the sensitive one. He asks questions first. I fuck first. But I have lots of questions. I'll be home after eight." Shay said as he started to pull out. I whimpered loudly around Philip's cock. "Now Now boy. I have to get back to the guests. I'll play with your cunt later if you're not busy." Then, after he was out of me, he came around and aggressively kissed Philip again and then bent down to make out with me. Philip pulled his cock from my mouth but Shay took it and put in in between both our mouths. Our tongues met as we encircled the impressive meat. Shay stood up and said, "Definetly a keeper. You boys behave. Or not." he said as he left the room. Philip squatted down and looked at me. His hand went to my head and he caressed me. "I like it here." he grinned. "Good. Because I don't think I want you to ever leave." I said. "You mean that? In one afternoon?" Philip seemed really surprised. "Well it's either that or be awkward at school all the time. Everytime I see you I'll be full of lust and won't be able to concentrate on studies or on sport. But if you're with me the rest of the time I won't have to worry about where you are. I'll have you. You said we would be best friends. You were right." I said and then kissed him again. "You do things to me Rory O'Cain. You make me want to fuck you and make me want to hug you. I stalked you all week. The feelings grew even before I knew you." Philip admitted. "I felt your presense. Even though I didn't know what it was. I felt you. I knew who you were too. I was intrigued by you when I first saw you. When I heard you were on the team. So I guess this hasn't been one afternoon." I admitted as well. We kissed some more and then he helped me off the bench. My legs were stiff from the position. We walked back over to the house and after locking the door and closing the gate we jumped in the pool to cool off. Then we laid on a double chaise in the shade. Just then dad came through the french doors with a beer in his hand. Nothing else on. He looked over at us and grinned. "You two love birds been to the motel yet?" I rolled my eyes and Philip sort of giggled. "Yep. Philip and Shay fucked me on the bench." I bluntly said. Dad got an intense look in his eyes. His cock started to inflate. He found a foam rubber pool lounge and put it on the pool deck. Then he laid back on it. "Sit on my face now." was all he said. Then he looked at Philip, "The boy knows better to deny his father." I grinned at Philip and then went over to dad and squatted over him. Philip watched with lustful interest. "Fuck babe. That's hot." Part seven soon? 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