Date: Tue, 8 Jul 2014 21:08:38 -0400
From: Micah Allen <coqkilla@hotmail.com>
Subject: At Charlie's house pt 7

Disclaimer: This story depicts sexual acts between a father, his teen son,
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AT CHARLIE'S HOUSE: CHAPTER 7
by Micah Allen

When night hit, I was pretty tired...constantly staying up late and waking
up relatively early (for a teenager) was getting to me. It always happened
like that when I stayed at a friend's house. I was usually spent by the
time I went home. I also figured there wouldn't be much action
tonight. Jake had told me he was gonna fuck his wife in my briefs. The
thought made me super hard, though.

I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow. I was eventually
awakened by Charlie who was nudging me with his knee. "Wake up man," he
said. I sat up groggily and looked at the clock. It was just past four in
the morning.

"What's up?" I whispered.

"Listen," said Charlie. I sat silently for a moment. It took a while for my
ears to adjust, but eventually I caught it: the faint sounds of moaning. A
bed creaking through the walls. I could hear a woman's voice, then a
man's. A back-and-forth pattern was apparent. They were saying something,
but I couldn't make it out clearly.

"They're fucking," I said. I tried to sound somewhat disgusted, but I'm
sure Charlie saw through that. I was hard, as usual.

"You know it turns you on," said Charlie. It was a statement, no room for
me to deny it. He actually did sound disgusted. "Why do you like it?" he
asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Ya know...the sex stuff," he said. "I mean, I never thought you were a
queer. You always talked about banging chicks and shit." I was taken
aback. I mean, I'd been trying so hard not to think of the "why" and focus
on the things I'd seen and experienced. It felt like he was calling me out.

"I'm not...queer," I said. "I like girls. I don't really-"

"You're so into it, dude," he said, interrupting me. "You get off on this
shit with my dad. And you loved it when I jacked you off that one time."

"Yeah, okay, whatever. I like this shit with your dad. I don't know why,
but I do. Fuck," I said. I was getting agitated. I didn't really want to
explain myself. I wanted to be a selfish asshole and just avoid the
conversation entirely.

"I'm not trying to piss you off," he said. "I'm just confused."

"I am too, okay? I still like girls too, but lately all I can think about
is your dad. The way he touches you. The things he says to you."

"And what about me?" he said blankly.

"...yeah, you too...I'm attracted to both of you. I'm sorry. I don't know
why."

"It's okay. I'm just glad you didn't rat us out to anyone. My life would be
over."

"I'd never do that," I said reassuringly. "...so, what about you?" I asked.

"I'm straight."

"Okay...but..."

"I'm straight, okay?" he said in a hushed tone. "When my dad fucks me, I
feel really good. I can cum really hard when he's inside me. But girls are
all I think about. I want to fuck a girl so bad, it hurts."

"Why'd you jerk me off, then?" I asked.

"Because you wanted it, and I wanted to do it for you." The moaning started
to get louder. I could hear the heavy sound of a bed hitting repeatedly
against a wall.

"My dad knows I'm straight," he continued. "He lets me watch porn all the
time. I almost got caught once and he protected me. It's not like he
wouldn't let me get a girlfriend, but I think he'd still want to have sex
with me. It'd be weird, man. I love my dad but I don't want to be fucking
around with my father forever."

The conversation had taken such a serious turn that I was at a loss of
words. I didn't know how to feel. All of a sudden I felt completely guilty
at how selfishly I'd been acting. I didn't care about my friend like I
should have been. Everything had been about my own feelings. I felt like
shit. I don't know what came over me, but I started to cry softly.

Charlie looked at me for a moment. I tried to look away but he quickly
grabbed me. He stared into my eyes for a moment. My lip was trembling. I
was trying to keep the tears inside. I was shocked when he pressed his lips
against mine. He wrapped his arm around my back and held me tight as he
kissed me softly. My tears subsided, and I started kissing him back. Soon
it was getting faster, rougher. He started pressing his tongue against my
lips and I opened up to let him inside. It felt god damn amazing. My tongue
glided against his. My cock ached. I was tasting every inch of his mouth.

I hadn't noticed the pounding in the other room stop, but I was vaguely
aware of a figure standing at Charlie's side of the bed. We both ignored
it. Charlie was full-on macking on my mouth when Jake finally spoke.

"Condom off," he said. We finally pulled away from each other and looked at
Charlie's dad. He looked like a god standing there, wearing nothing but my
white briefs, his muscular body shimmering with sweat in the dimly lit
room. His cock stood out from the slit in my briefs, still semi erect. He
was wearing a wet condom.

Charlie reached over and started pulling the condom off his dad's dick. I
saw it sliding off slowly. It was clearly filled with cum. When the opening
was around the head of Jake's dick, Charlie used his other hand to pinch it
closed as he pulled it off. He handed it to his father. Jake then carefully
held over Charlie's extended cum and let it open.  He used two fingers to
gently push the cum out of the opening and into Charlie's mouth. It took a
while to get all of the cum out of the condom.

Charlie held the cum in his mouth and looked up at his father. "No, " Jake
said. "Do it with your friend." Charlie turned to me instead. He leaned
over and pressed his mouth against mine again. He opened his lips and
started pushing his dad's semen into my mouth. He swirled it around my
tongue. It tasted kinda like my own cum, but the thought of it coming from
Jake's cock was too much. I reached down and started tugging at my dick
furiously.

Charlie realized what I was doing and reached down for my cock. He started
stroking it, but his pace was much slower than mine. He pulled away from
me. I realized his dad had suddenly left the room.

"Wanna fuck me?" he asked.

"Fuck yes," I blurted out. "I mean...if you want to."

Charlie smiled and pulled off his briefs. He then straddled my crotch,
leaning over my body. He kept leaning in and giving me rough little
kisses. He held my leaking dick in his hand and lined it up with his
backside, rubbing his crack along my dick. "You make a lot of pre-cum," he
said. I blushed out of embarrassment.

I reached up and felt his arms and chest. I had never seen my best friend
in this light. He had a sexy, slim body that was showing budding signs of
definition from all the sports and working out we did. I let my hand touch
his nipples gently. They were erect. He let out a soft moan whenever I did
it.

My hand went down to his pubes and I started feeling up his crotch. He was
rubbing his butthole against the tip of my penis and I felt the air leaving
my body as he slowly sank himself onto my hard wand. He was biting his
bottom lip, and soon I was biting mine too. My hand latched onto his cock
as mine slid further into his tight asshole.

"Not gonna last long," I said. We hadn't even really started yet but I knew
I wasn't going to be able to take much of this.

Charlie grinned at me and sank all the way down on my cock. I could feel
his buttcheeks against my balls. He then started to lift himself slowly,
and I let out another moan. I gripped his hips as he went back down. We
went through this a few more times, slowly, before he began to pick up the
pace. He was going fast, but would stop whenever my breathing got too
harsh.

At one point, he pulled almost all the way off my dick. "Start fucking me,"
he said. It took me a little bit to find any sort of rhythm. I started
jabbing my dick up into my friend's tight butt. His eyes slammed shut and
he started jerking himself off. I used one hand to grip his waist while the
other reached up and pinched one of his nipples. It didn't take long before
Charlie shot his load all over my chest.

"I like cumming with something up there," he said breathlessly. This was
the same kid who told me he was only into chicks just minutes earlier!
"Cum," he said. He then held onto my arms tightly as I continued fucking
his ass. I was moaning loudly at this point, so he had to cover my mouth to
keep me from alerting his mother.

My orgasm was extraordinary. I couldn't see it, but it felt like I'd shot
ten loads into his ass. My mouth was open wide, but I was making no sound
at this point, just relishing in the sweet bliss of blowing my teen load.

Charlie pulled off of me and I heard my still-hard dick make a bit of a
"pop" when the head escaped his hole. "I had an idea," he said, plopping
down onto the bed next to me.

"Um...okay..." I said, out of breath.

"You wanna fuck my dad, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, man," I said. "I want him to fuck me, I mean."

"Right. And I want a girlfriend. Maybe we can help each other."

"How?"

"You take my dad, and I get a girl. It's that simple." He turned away from
me and covered himself with a blanket. All I could do was think. So that
was Charlie's end game. He wanted me to seduce his father so that he could
get away from the sex play and find a girlfriend. Sounded reasonable, and I
supposed I was in. I couldn't help but feel slightly put down, though,
after the hot sex we'd just had. All he could think about was a girl?
Really?

"It's perfect timing, too," he said. "School starts next week!"

"Shit," I said. He was right. I groaned to myself, then felt my eyes grow
heavy as I drifted off to sleep.