Date: Mon, 18 Feb 2002 19:08:30
From: john smith <ostrich78@hotmail.com>
Subject: Living At Dad's House: Part 10

THE FOLLOWING STORY IS FICTION.  If you are under age 18, or are offended
by stories of homosexual S and M, go away and don't read this.  THE STORY
IS NOT INTENDED TO CONDONE OR ENCOURAGE THE ABUSE OF MINORS.

IF YOU FIND THIS SCENE INTERESTING AND ARE TRAVELLING TO SOUTHERN
CALIFORNIA, YOU MAY E MAIL ME AT ostrich78@hotmail.com

Living At Dad's House: Part X

The next morning Jason and I awoke, intertwined in one another's arms.  I
awoke first, and lightly massages his cock until it was hard.  Then I began
sucking it.  Jason woke up and shifted position so we could 69.  In a few
minutes we blew our wads into one another's mouths.

"Beats jerking off in the morning" he said.  "And How" I replied.

Next we hit the shower and thoroughly washed one another.  I noticed my
asshole was a bit tender after the pounding Jason had given me with his 9
inch tool.  His hole didn't seem tender, but I used a much kinder and
gentler tool than he!

We went out to breakfast and dad met us there.

"Have a good night boys?" he asked, with a knowing smile.  "Couldn't be
better dad, thanks for being so understanding" I replied.  "You know sir,
my dad would never be this understanding: he would just beat the shit out
of me and throw me out of the house if he found out" said Jason.

"How do you know Jason? I mean, he might be more accepting than you give
him credit for" said dad.

"He isn't" said Jason, and the topic changed.

"What do you boys have planned for today?" asked dad.

"Well, after we complete our cleaning duties, we thought that we would go
to the beach, swim, and throw the football" we replied.

"Sounds good to me, I might join you" said dad.

After cleaning up the house, Jason and I stepped outside (nude of course,
until we got to the clothes line where our suits were).  We put on our
suits, and went down to the beach.  We got to horsing around pretty
quickly, and were tackling and chasing each other.  Then we started
throwing "long bombs" into the surf and diving for them.  It ultimately led
to out standing in the surf, a little below our waists, kissing deeply and
hugging.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything" said my dad.

We jumped apart, then he said "no big deal guys, remember?".

We smiled and went back to our making out.

"Hey guys, I've been exploring the area and as it turns out the corner of
the beach down there (pointing) is so sheltered that no one could possibly
see you.  Maybe we should do some swimming in the natural state and get an
all over tan" said dad.

"Sounds cool to me" said Jason, then we headed for that end of the beach, a
small cove like indentation in the bay.  My dad was the first to drop his
trunks, and Jason and I quickly followed.

Both Jason and I were hard in a minute.  I was looking at Jason and dad was
behind me when Jason said "Jesus Scott, is that what your cock will be like
when it's full grown?".

I turned around and saw that indeed my dad was sporting a monster erection.
I had seen dad soft many times, and felt his hard dick when he was spanking
me, but not actually had a full view of his erection before.  It was 9 to
9.5 inches; a little longer than Jasons.  However, unlike Jason, his was
extremely thick: 9 x 9!  Below that throbbing weapon were 2 pendulous
balls.

Dad grinned and said "You guys have been having all the fun here.  All I've
been doing is working.  I haven't cum in over a week".

"I can help with that" said Jason.

I really didn't know what to think.  I loved my father; felt close to him;
got aroused when he spanked me; found his huge cock to be exciting, but
watching sexual activity with my dad...I don't know...

"Hey you guys go ahead, I'm going up to the house for a few minutes" I
said, needing time to think.

I went up to the house and sat on the porch for a while: Dad and Jason?
Doesn't seem right.  Besides, what if Jason likes him better?  But then
again, dad has needs too".

Ultimately I decided that I was not going to sort this out, so I went back
down to the beach.  Jason was on his knees being face fucked aggressively
by my father who was saying "Take it bitch, don't you dare choke; you know
you want it".  Jason was in fact choking, red faced, but obviously aroused.
I watched in fascination.

Jason had a long string of precum from the tip of his cock down to the
sand.  It must have been really thick because it stayed connected as his
dick bobbed up and down.  My dad seemed oblivious to my presence there with
Jason going down on him.  I found myself extremely turned on and joined in
by kneeling behind Jason and rimming his ass.  Jason started jerking off as
he sucked my dad.  In a few minutes they both had cum, leaving me in a sore
position as the only one who hadn't!

Then both turned their attentions to me.  Jason began licking my cock and
balls while my dad massaged my chest and arms.  I was in pure bliss, and
shot a huge load into Jason within minutes.

We all sat on the beach for a while, then we went for a swim.  Soon we were
floating together in the warm salt water, engaged in a 3 way embrace.  Dad
picked this moment to drop the bombshell:

"You boys have taken very well to corporal punishment and service.  I think
it's been really good for you.  Son, you are a better student, better
behaved, and the happiest I have seen you.  Jason, you too seem to be
flourishing with this approach.  I am also aware that you boys play
spanking games yourselves, like that business in the stream on the camping
trip.."

"DAD! YOU WERE WATCHING US?"

"Yes son, I was...and I liked what I saw.  You looked so hot when you were
switched.  At any rate, I am now going to begin your formal training.  You
boys will be my slaves".

"What does that mean?" I asked...feeling nervousness in the pit of my
stomach.

"Exactly what it sounds like boys: you will both serve me and do what I
order when required.  I will allow you two to continue your relationship as
long as it does not distract you from your service to me.  You will both
submit to my authority and do as I say".

"I don't think I'm ready for that sir" said Jason... "I mean, it sounds
kind of serious...and my dad wouldn't approve..".

"Your dad has already given me custody of you Jason: temporary for now, but
it will be finalized in a week" said my dad.

"What do you mean?  He would never do that" said Jason.

"Don't argue with me boy, and don't call your Master a liar: you will pay
for that.  Now both of you back to the house right now".

Jason and I exchanged glances and shrugged our shoulders, then marched back
up to the house.

"Strip off those suits boys" said my dad in a stern voice.  We complied
instantly.

"In the house" was the next command, then "follow me".  We followed dad
into the office, where his lap top was set up.  He touched the screen, and
up came an e mail sent 3 days ago to Jason's dad:

"...I felt I had no choice but to show you these photos.  I was quite
shocked to discover that your son and mine are engaged in a homosexual
relationship.  I first discovered this when they went on their camping trip
(see photos), then reconfirmed it with a small video camera hidden in their
room her in Hawaii (see photos).  As you can see, they are engaged in a
variety of sexual activities... I feel that I am able to accept this, if
this is who my son proves to be.  However, you must decide what to do with
Jason...".

There it was: dad had told our secret, with photographic evidence to
Jason's dad.  Jason looked faint and pale.  His hands were shaking...

"..Have you...I mean has he..." he stammered.

"Yes" said dad, pulling up the response from Jason's dad.

I won't reprint all of it, but the drift of the message was "Jason who?  I
don't have a son named Jason.  You can leave him in Hawaii or do with him
as you please.  I never wish to see him again".

Jason then burst into tears, and I went over to hold and comfort him.  I
kissed his hair as he cried into my shoulders... "You fucking bastard...why
did you do that...you had no right..." he said to my dad.

"Well, perhaps I didn't at the time, but I do now: you can look at the rest
of the e mails if you want, but I am now your guardian.  The first lesson
you will earn is to treat your new dad with respect".

Jason stood there, wiping the tears, with his mouth agape.

My father reached down for a duffle bag, pointed to the living room and
said "March".

To Be Continued.