Date: Thu, 19 Jul 2012 07:29:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Henry Brooks <hankster1430@bellsouth.net>
Subject: Boca Raton Academy Ch 10

Boca Raton Academy
Chapter Ten

Philip arrived at Sam's hotel promptly at six.  The desk clerk rang Sam's
room, and told Philip to go upstairs to Sam's room.  He knocked on the
door.

"Come on in.  The door's open," Sam yelled.  Philip entered to a scene he
didn't expect to see.  Sam and Josh were naked in bed and Sam was fucking
his son.

"Lock the door please, and join us if you want to."  Philip was so turned
on, especially since Josh would be one of his charges in a few weeks, that
he stripped quickly and got into bed with the Whitings.  He offered his
hard cock to Josh, who began sucking it with a joy and relish that Philip
had not seen since his own school days.  It wasn't long before all three
came and shared their cum.

"That was a wonderful appetizer," Sam said.  "Now let's shower and go down
to dinner."

At dinner, Sam explained.  "Josh and I belong to a very elite brotherhood
of fathers and sons who love each other, and share their love with others.
Those of us who can, meet in a mansion on Fifth Avenue every Friday night.
In addition, we have retreats in the mountains, and even have cruises with
only fathers and sons aboard.  Have you and your father ever had sex
together?"

"No, but my brother and I have had sex.  Sam, if I ask you something, will
you answer honestly?"

"I'll try."

"Have you and my dad ever had sex together?"

"Yes, very often, but please don't tell him that I told you.  How did you
know?"

"I caught you guys going at it once, but I kept it to myself."

"When was that?"

"When you came home for your wedding."

"Does anyone else know?"

"The only one I ever told was my brother, to relieve his mind.  You see, he
loves his wife, but won't give up sex with me.  I thought that if he knew
about our father, he would be relieved of any guilt.  Who can tell?  He may
want to have sex with other men as well, and I say more power to him."

"I see you are good at keeping secrets.  Can I trust in your discretion
regarding the club my son and I belong to."

"Absolutely.  Now tell me.  How did you come to choose Boca Raton Academy?"

"Several of the fathers in my club graduated from your school.  They told
me about the sexual freedom your students enjoy, and I knew it was a place
for Josh.  Several of your other students are members of the club, but I
won't mention names."

"I'm going to be Josh's Faculty Resident Assistant next year.  I promise
you.  I'll take good care of him."

"I'm counting on it.  After dinner would you like another session with us,
before you return to The Academy?"

"Yes, very much."

Two hours later, when Philip was dressing (The Whitings remained naked),
Sam said, "Philip, your father lives in constant fear that you, your mother
and your brother will discover his extra curricular life.  I assure you, he
loves your mother as much as you tell me that Stu loves his wife, but there
are some urges, we men cannot resist.  Give me permission to tell him that
you and Stu know about us.  It will give him two less things to worry
about."

"Well, my dad knows that Stu and I are making love, and I'm sure he knows
it will continue, even though Stu is married now.  Yes, please tell him.
Tell him also that I wouldn't mind talking to him about it, but only if he
brings up the subject."

"Good boy.  I am sure he'll be very relieved."

Two weeks into the semester, Philip felt like he had never left The
Academy.  His role was different, but his life seemed to resume in the same
place where it had left off.  He taught six math classes a day, one to each
grade.  Almost every night, one of "his boys" knocked on his door and he
had sex with him, sometimes two of them.  Two or three times a week, during
his private planning sessions with Jeremy, he had sex with The Head.  Life
was good.

One evening his mother called to tell him that Stu, Marnie, she and his
father were coming down to Florida for Thanksgiving, and they would all be
together at their home in Palm Beach.

Jeremy had expected Philip to spend the week with him, either in Palm Beach
or on the campus.

"Have Thanksgiving dinner with us," Philip offered.  If I ask them, they
won't mind if you are a house guest for the week."

"No," Jeremy answered.  "It's a family time.  I think you should spend it
with your family only."

Philip was glad.  If his Dad wanted to talk about his relationship with
Sam, and maybe other men, he didn't want a stranger in the house.  For
sure, the opportunity presented itself.  On Black Friday, Margaret invited
Marnie to go shopping at The Town Center Mall, and spend some of their
husbands' money.  They also said that they were going to an overnight spa
after shopping, and would not be home until Saturday morning.

The minute they were gone, Anthony asked his sons to join him in the
library.  He not only closed the door, he locked it, which surprised his
boys.

"Philip, Sam Whiting told me that you told him that you had caught us
making love when you were a young boy."  Philip nodded, afraid to say
anything.  "Thank you for keeping my secret all these years.  It is very
commendable.  You know too, don't you Stu?"  Stu nodded silently also.

"I'm not here to apologize.  I love your mother.  There's nothing I
wouldn't do for her, but man sex is different.  It's free, abandoned and
totally intense.  When I'm with a man, I don't worry about arousing him.
My only thought is to please him.  With a woman, my first concern is to get
her aroused, and secondly to make her happy.  It's rather tiring.  You'll
find that out in time, Stuart.  Right now, you are still a newlywed."

Stu started to laugh.  "Yes Dad.  I'm beginning to know what you mean,
already.  Actually, I couldn't wait for the women to leave, so I could make
love to my brother with complete abandonment."

"Would you two boys be interested in joining the father/son group that Sam
Whiting belongs to?"

That hit the boys solidly between the eyes.

"We aren't children," Philip stated the obvious.

"There are no age restrictions.  The only requirement is that the members
be fathers and sons.  At their meetings and retreats, and on their cruises,
the fathers often share and exchange their boys.  I think it could be a lot
of fun."

Stu said, "Philip and The Head fuck each other when they are working.
Would that open the door for you and me, when we are working together,
Dad?"

"I'd love that, but only if it's your choice."

"It certainly would be my choice.  I love you beyond anything words can
describe."

"Let's go to my bedroom, guys, and test the waters before we make any
decisions," Philip said.  They bounded up the stairs to Philip's room.
Instinctively they didn't want to use a room where Margaret or Marnie might
discover some evidence of the liaison about to happen.

Philip locked the door even though all the servants had the day off and the
women were not expected back until the next day.  They stripped rapidly,
and the boys took a good look at their father.  Strangely they had never
seen him naked.  He was cut, and erect, and he was about seven inches.  His
balls hung low and were bigger by far than his sons.  Philip attributed it
to his age, a mature forty-eight.

There was an awkward moment, but finally Philip fell to his knees and took
charge of Anthony's cock.  Stu approached his father and started to kiss
him.  They kissed with open mouths and dueling tongues.  Stu tapped Philip
on the shoulder.  "I want Dad to fuck me," he said.

Philip released his father.  He went to his overnight bag and removed a
tube of lube.  Stu lay on the bed on his back and raised his legs.  Philip
started to lubricate Stu's ass.  Anthony took the lube and greased his
pulsating cock.  "Are you sure?" he asked his son.

"Very sure."

Anthony was amazed at how easily he entered Stu.  The moment he was in, Stu
tightened his ass muscles and said, "Fuck me now, Dad, and don't be
gentle."  When Anthony started to thrust, Philip greased his cock and
entered his father as easily as he had entered Stu.

Philip felt himself cumming and withdrew.

"Let's switch positions," he begged.  They switched as quickly as they
could.  They all began to thrust in unison and Anthony stopped them.

"I'm going to assert my authority boys.  I want to be in the middle again,
when we cum."  They switched again, and Anthony said, "Let yourselves go,
sons.  This is it."

After they all came, they lay in bed with Anthony in the middle.  "This is
the happiest day of my life since you were born Philip, and since I adopted
you Stuart.  Let's make love all night.'

"No argument here," Stu said.

He leaned over and started to lick his father's recovering cock.  Not to be
outdone, Philip did the same.  Anthony lay back enjoying the bliss of
having both his sons sucking his cock at the same time.

"Wait until I tell Sam," he laughed.  "Man is he going to be jealous."

"He has no reason.  I'm fucking his son, regularly."

When the women came home on Saturday, they were laden with packages.
School was to resume for Stu and Marnie on Wednesday, but Philip had the
whole week off.  Tracy took the young couple to the airport on Tuesday, and
Anthony took Margaret and Philip to lunch at his club.

As the meal ended, Anthony said to Margaret.  "Why don't you let Tracy
drive you home, honey, and Philip and I will play a round of golf?"

"That's fine.  I have some reading to catch up on, so you boys have fun."
As soon as she left, Anthony and Philip took a cab to a nearby hotel and
rented a room.  They made love for three hours.  "Your cum tastes so sweet.
I love it," Anthony let Philip know.  They took a cab back to the country
club, and called Tracy from there.  He came to pick them up and take them
home.

Anthony and Margaret spent another week in Palm Beach.  Philip returned to
The Academy on Sunday evening.  He went right to Jeremy's quarters and
knocked on the door.

"Come in," Jeremy's familiar voice sounded so inviting."

When Philip entered The Head's room, he got the shock of his life.  Josh
Whiting was fucking The Head.

"Join us," Jeremy said.  "This boy is talented.  You'll love it."

"I'm very familiar with his talents," Philip said, and he stripped in
record time.

"Fuck me," Josh said.  Philip saw the lube on Jeremy's dresser.  He greased
Josh's ass, now familiar to him, and then he greased his cock.  He entered
Josh quickly and Josh flinched.

"Are you OK?" Philip asked.

"I'm fine," the boy answered.  "I wish my father fucked me like you two men
do?  Maybe one or both of you would like to give him a lesson next time he
visits campus."

"I'm up for the task, Philip said.  "Me too," Jeremy echoed.  Then they
grew silent as all three felt their climaxes at hand.


To be continued...