Date: Sun, 25 Aug 2002 01:40:36 -0500
From: leonard reese <kreese1957@hotmail.com>
Subject: Eddy's Father

     It was Friday afternoon, It had been a long week and I'd taken off
work early, to get a jump on the weekend. Arriving home I had the house to
myself as Edward, my sixteen-year-old son was still at school. Edward's
(Eddie) mother and I were high school sweethearts. I knew even then that I
was gay, but I thought if I denied the feelings they would go away. They
didn't. Then right after graduation Shelia (Eddie's mother.) told me she
was pregnant. She was seventeen and I was eighteen, so we got married. Her
father was a supervisor at the local GM plant and he got me hired on
there. For a while all was well. As time went on I found it harder and
harder to deny the feeling I had for men, especially working around so many
hot young men. There was one guy at work named Steven; he was always
staring at me. In the beginning it got on my nerves, then I began to get
turned on by it. Then one night after our shift ended Steven asked me if I
would give him a ride home. I noticed him staring at my crotch as we drove.
It was after midnight and my dick was hard when we got to his house. I
refused when he offered to pay me for the ride. He said that if I didn't
want money there was another way he could show his appreciation for the
lift. I sat silently as he leaned closer and put his hand on my crotch.
His hand felt good as he massaged my hard cock through my pants. I still
said noting as he started to unzip my pants, and right there in the car he
took my dick out. I looked around nervously as he leaned over and took all
nine inches into his mouth. Seeing no one around I allowed him to suck me.
Shelia had given me head before but it felt nothing like this. I began to
moan as his head bobbed up and down, I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling
of his warm wet mouth as it engulfed my big dick. It didn't take long
before my cum was gushing down his throat, and he eagerly swallowed every
drop. I gave Steven a ride home at least three times a week after that. For
over a year we sucked each other's cocks. It wasn't long after that things
went sour between Shelia and me and we divorced when Eddie was four years
old. She died from breast cancer when Eddie was ten and he's been living
with me since.

     Being a single gay parent can be tough on the social life if you know
what I mean. I thought about Kevin as I started to remove my clothes. I
started to call him and see if he could get away from work for a little
afternoon fun. Knowing that Eddie would be home soon I decided against it.
Damn I was horny, it had been awhile since Kevin and I had hooked-up.
Stepping out of my pants and underwear I stood naked in front of the
mirror. Staring at my 6'2" thirty-four year old, one hundred eighty pound
frame. I studied my face; I have brown eyes except for my brows and lashes
there is no hair on my face. The rest of my coffee colored skin is also
smooth. I looked at my chest.  My pecs were firm and a big dark nipple sat
atop each of the fleshy mounds. I turned slightly first to the left then to
the right looking at my strong muscular arms. All these years of working on
the assembly line was keeping me in good shape. My upper body tapered into
a hard flat stomach. Not too bad. I thought to myself as I ran my hand
across my six-pac. Dark silky hair sprouted just under my navel and trailed
downwards into a dense patch covering my pubes.  My thick, cut, cock was
beginning to rise as my hand moved to my ass. I squeezed and massaged the
globular hairless mounds as I stared at my rising dick. My big balls hung
heavily between my strong smooth thighs.  Moving over to the bed I sat on
the edge and retrieved a bottle of lube from the nightstand. After pouring
a generous amount of the slick goo into my hand I lay back on the bed.
Knees bent I spread my thighs and took my still hardening dick into my
hand. The lube felt cool as I smeared it on my cock.  "Damn I wish Kevin
was here." I said to myself as I began to stroke myself.  I met Kevin at
one of Eddy's basketball games, and we soon became good friends. Kevin
wasn't married but he was living with his son's mama.  Kevin was a good
lookin brotha, at six feet tall he was a couple inches shorter than I was.
He was one hundred sixty pounds of muscle. A neatly trimmed mustache and
goatee framed his full lips. His skin was the color of honey, and his eyes
that of emeralds. His broad chest was hairy with a couple of light brown
nipples peeking out from their hairy nest. The hair continued down his body
covering his stomach. The hair on his powerful thighs and bubble butt was
almost as thick as thick fur covering his pubs. His eight-inch cock was cut
and thick. I closed my eyes as I stroked my now rock hard dick. Taking my
other hand I began to caress my balls, I moaned softly as the pleasure
increased.

     Suddenly I was snatched from my world of self-pleasure by the sound of
loud music. "Eddy's home." I thought to myself. I knew he didn't realize I
was home since I parked in the garage. I lay there for a few moments before
grabbing my robe and headed toward his bedroom. I would stick my head
inside and tell him to turn it down a little before returning to my jerk
off session. I noticed the door to his room was ajar. I peered inside and I
saw Eddie lying on his back on the bed. He was completely naked. The next
thing I saw was his friend Brandon. He was naked too and he was kneeling on
the bed between Eddy's legs his head bobbing up and down as he sucked
Eddy's cock. I wanted to barge in and ask them what the fuck did they think
they were doing. But I didn't, instead I stood there watching.  The two
young naked bodies were beginning to turn me on. Eddy's smooth dark skin
was a sharp contrast to Brandon's smooth white skin. My eyes were riveted
to my sons cock; the dark skin on his dick glistened with Brandon's spit.
I'd lost my hard on, but it was quickly returning. I put my hand inside my
robe and began to stroke my dick as Eddie stroked Brandon's soft blonde
hair. I looked at my son's body I hadn't seen him completely naked since he
was a baby. At 5'8" and one-forty he was a smaller version of myself, even
his seven-inch dick was a smaller version of mine. Then my attention turned
to Brandon's body. He was about the same height and weight as Eddie. I
watched his smooth round ass as it waved in the air while his head was down
between my son's legs. For the next couple of minutes I stood stroking and
watching the two of them. I could hear nothing but the music, but I could
tell by the way Eddie was writhing on the bed he was close to cumming. I
started to stroke faster. Suddenly Brandon released Eddy's cock from his
mouth. I watched as Brandon sat back on his haunches and spit into his
hand, my heart raced when Eddie raised his legs into the air and I realized
that Brandon was about to fuck Eddie. Brandon's cock was about seven inches
also. I stared as he smeared the spit on his dick. Eddie pulled his knees
to his chest as Brandon pressed the big purple head of his dick against
Eddy's asshole.  Brandon began to work his dick into Eddie using small
gentle thrusts.  Suddenly Eddy's back arched. "Yeah it's inside." I said to
myself, as I stroked my cock. Eddy's head rolled from side to side as more
of Brandon's cock entered him. "That's it feed him that dick," I thought.
My cock began to leak pre cum as I watched Brandon continue to push more
dick into Eddy's ass. Eddie squirmed as Brandon finally buried the last of
his dick into his hole. "Fuck him." I whispered, as Brandon's ass began to
slowly rise and fall. My hand was feeling good as it slid up and down the
shaft of my cock.  I continued to stare at Brandon's ass, as he settled
into a steady rhythm.  My dick throbbed in my hand and I knew it wouldn't
be long before I shot my load. Eddie seemed to be enjoying the fucking. I
couldn't believe I was getting so turned on watching my son getting fucked.
Suddenly Brandon's head snapped back and his face contorted and he thrust
harder into Eddie. I knew he was pumping his cream deep inside my son's
ass. After a few moments he collapsed on top of Eddie his body rhythmically
jerking as his dick pumped the last of his cum into Eddie. I continued to
stroke as Brandon's orgasm subsided. Each stroke bringing me closer and
closer. I watched as Brandon took Eddy's cock into his mouth, jerking the
shaft as he sucked the head. Eddie began to thrust his hips, his chest
heaving as he panted.  Suddenly Eddy's body tensed, then began to jerk and
I knew he was cumming.  I saw Brandon swallow once then again and again and
again.  Suddenly I wished I were the one who fucked my son and was now
swallowing his cum instead of his Brandon. The thought of Eddy's cum
pouring into my mouth pushed me over the edge. I steadied myself against
the side of the door as my knees began to buckle as my dick erupted inside
my robe. I groaned as my cock spurted volley after volley of my sticky
cream. I was happy the music was so loud as I gasped and moaned through the
powerful orgasm. Peering back inside I saw the two of them beginning to get
dressed. I staggered back to my room on rubbery legs and fell on top of my
bed. Soon the music stopped and shortly I heard them leaving. As I lay
there thinking about what happened and the effect it had on me.