Date: Tue, 29 Jun 2004 09:09:56 -0400
From: John Mack <johnis20@hotmail.com>
Subject: Challenge Pool

Challenge Pool
Fiction:  mmmm
Written by John Mack
e-mail: johnis20@hotmail.com

Her I am a thirty-eight year old man, lying naked flat on my stomach, tied
spread eagle with my seventeen year old son lying on top of me with his
hands caressing my pecs, his smooth toned chest pressing hard against my
back and his thick long cock stuck deep in my ass.  And I keep wondering
how I allowed myself to get into this predicament?  It is a long story but
I think you will enjoy it as much as I am enjoying having my ass invaded by
my son's cock.

It really started about seven years ago.  I and my wife are both lawyers
and have always had unusual schedules.  So one day I came home from work
about lunch time to find all three of my boys skinny dipping in our pool.
We are off the road a ways and neighbors are far apart so it was no real
big deal just a surprise to see them with no clothes on.  They claimed they
were saving laundry, which saved money.  My fault, I am always telling them
to save money not waste it.  They begged me to join them but I refused
after all they were still immature and there would be lots of questions
about hair, size and the like and I was not ready on that day to discuss my
body with them.  A month or so later I came home to find the oldest two
working out in nothing but their shoes.  This time I thought they would
come up with a better answer than saving money but I was wrong.  It turns
out that they are saving three loads of laundry compared to one when they
work out nude.  Logic: They have to remove the clothes they are in and they
become dirty, thus go to the laundry; they change into workout clothes, get
hot and sweaty, remove them to shower and they go to the laundry; now they
have to put on a clean set of clothes because they showered.  As if they
workout nude then go for a dip in the pool they can put back on the clothes
they took off.  Kids?

Well eventually (about three years later) they talked me into skinny
dipping with them.  I realized they never did this when mom was around,
which was alright with me.  It became a habit of wearing nothing but a pair
of shorts when I came home and if I knew that mother still had a lot of
work to do I would get naked and get in the pool with them.  Even as I
watched my boys mature into men we continued to get naked around each other
as if it was the most natural thing to do.  This went on for four years
before things really changed.

It started the week when my wife took her bi-annual leave from me and our
three sons.  She has claimed for years that she needed her time alone with
her sister in order to regain her sanity.  Twice a year she will leave on a
Friday right from work and go to her sister's until Sunday night the next
week.  The ten days have been a great time for her and me.  During this
time I usually would take the boys camping, to a theme park, hunting or
some other adventure that she did not normal want to do.  My boys and I
have had a great time on these adventures and it has helped our
relationship grow very close.  This year we planned on staying at home
because of my work situation.

Let me tell you about the family.  The wife is great, average size,
thirty-eight year old with reddish-brown hair, hazel eyes, 5'5", and 120
lbs with fair complexion.  The seventeen year old son is named Joe, well
developed, all pro track and football (wide receiver), typical jock with
average grades, brown hair, green eyes, about 6' and 200 lbs with well
tanned skin color (darkest one in the family).  My 16 year old boy, Brad,
is close to the same build being only eleven months apart (for 24 days they
are the same age).  He is about 5'11" 175lbs plays in sports but would
rather fish, brown hair, green eyes, tanned skin with evidence of working
out but not quite as developed as Joe.  The two are very competitive and
Brad can hold his own taking Joe in most events.  My 13 (almost 14) year
old son, Steve, on the other hand is a product of mother's pampering.  He
is 4'10" maybe 130 lbs fair skin with freckles, will play sports but only
if forced, has started maturing, straight 'A' student, smart as they come
with a wit that is so quick you can lose before you even get started.  He
has a great sense of humor and loves practical jokes that take a lot of
planning and thinking.  He has blond with a touch of red hair, pure blue
eyes, great smile and a reddish-brown mustache that is trying to develop.
Well, me, I am thirty-eight, medium tanned skin, brown hair, green eyes,
well developed body, very athletic, 6' 2"and 200 lbs.

On to the story, on Friday when I got home my wife had already left and my
boys were out of school.  They had been teasing Steve all day about how it
was going to be a man's night and boys were not allowed.  I could imagine
Steve asking Joe which baby sitter he was going to while the rest of us
enjoyed men's night.  There is always a lot of teasing going on and for a
small kid Steve can dish it out and can run very fast.  I have come home
numerous times to find Steve on the floor being held down while his
brothers tickled or tortured in some way.  He seems to enjoy it or he would
stop teasing them or learn to get more of a head start.  By the time I
opened the door both Joe and Brad were getting up off of Steve who seemed
to be putting back on his clothes.  I just asked if I really wanted to know
and all three said no, so I dropped it.

Things at dinner were normal for the most part.  The events leading up to
Steve being stripped were discussed and more teasing broke out.  I asked
Joe just what he had in mind for this men's night.  He informed me that he
thought the men of the house ought to watch some guy's movies and then
discuss what men should and shouldn't do and the likes.  Now I am not
naive, but I was confused, after all we had not really ever discussed sex
and the likes as a group.  I had talked with each one of them one on one,
but really just answered their questions as they asked them.  Joe told me
that it was time for the older boys to see it in action and that he knew
that I have some old movies stored away somewhere in the house just waiting
to be reviewed by them.  I was a little taken back by his openness and
wandered if he had actually seen them or was guessing, but I reminded him
that he and the other were too young to see any porn.  Brad said it was too
late that Joey watched it all the time and they all broke out laughing.

I looked at him questionably to see if he would deny it but he just smiled.
"Where did you get porn from?"

"I just ordered it from a site on the net.  It was pretty simple.  I just
had them take the money directly from my checking account and two days
later it was in the mail."

"Didn't they verify your age?"

"They just asked my birth date but I just lied a little."

"I ought to beat the living tar out of you and then ground you and then
beat you some more.  Where are the tapes; let's go get them."

With that we walked to his room.  He had made an opening in his closet in
the dry wall to hide the tapes.  As he reached in to grab them I moved him
to the side and looked at the hole.  He had done a good job of making it
hard to locate which makes me wonder who he was hiding them from and why.
As I looked in I discovered over fifty films.  What surprised me more was
the fact that more than half were gay; there were a few bi-sexual and then
some straight.  I told him to pack all of them up and take them to my room.
As he packed them my curiosity got to me.

"Son are you gay?"

"No dad,...I...well dad...we, meaning all three of us...well, we have from
time to time helped each other out if you know what I mean and we did not
know what exactly to do so I bought some films.  Then it turned out that we
liked watching them so I got some more.  First I bought just regular
straight porn but that did not help us know what to do, so then I bought
some bisexual films and we liked them but wanted to know more so I bought
gay films which we liked a lot because we could see what and how to do
certain things.  They were cheaper by the dozen so I got lots of them.  Dad
I know you're not mad at the porn after sitting around nude with us all the
time but I hope you understand it was just curiosity that we started
messing around with each other and then it felt so good we just continued
and did more and more things together.  It does not mean that any of us are
gay."

"So all of you have watched porn together and have played with each other?
Have you or the others done it with a girl?"

"Well, no we just have done it with each other as far as I know."

"Well I will have to think about you watching porn and don't buy any more.
Let's get back to the other two before I go and find them whacking each
other off."

We walked back to the living room after he put the tapes in my room.  We
were all just sitting there, probably because they did not know what I was
thinking and I was trying to convince myself that it was normal, well
everything except for me being nude with them.  It is my entire fault if
they are perverted for life; I can see the next Jerry Springer show `Man
turns sons gay'

Finally, Joe speaks, "Dad you don't hate us do you?"

"No, I could never hate you.  I am just not sure that this is the right
thing to be doing.  I messed up by allowing myself to be exposed in front
of you and now you have digressed to sex films and satisfying each other."

Joe: "It is not like that dad; we were going to eventually start playing
with each other anyway because that's what boys do.  It is just
experimentation, nothing more.  We are just having fun and whether society
likes it or not we do."

"Yea I guess you are right, it is just that I don't want you to get hurt or
anything like that."

Joe: "We won't get hurt.  We know what we like and the limitations of our
fun and we are not going out side of the family.  Speaking of fun are we
going to have some or are we going to talk the night away?"

Brad: "Well dad, we could play some games and have a little fun and if the
games make you feel uneasy we will stop."

They all started pleading as if I would say no, but I had played games with
them before.  Our favorite game is pool (Billiards for the over educated).
There is a modified version that we like to play.  So, I agreed to play.
They wanted to play the modified Eight Ball.  I again agreed seeing no harm
in that.

The rules are simple.  It is played like regular house Eight Ball.  (Will
not work on a barroom table) However the following rules are added.  Each
team gets three challenges, two dares and one decline.  Challenges: a
challenge is when a person challenges the shooting person of the opposing
team (they can not challenge the other player nor can the other player
attempt the shot for them) to make a particular shot; via a more difficult
shot in angle or a combination shot.  However to make a challenge the
challenging team must have at least one ball in a pocket.

When the challenge is made the person can take the challenge, dare or
decline.  Ä If they decline the challenge at the end of that shot whether
they make a ball in or not their turn is over and the challenge is not
counted against the challenging team.  If they have used their only decline
already they must either dare or accept the challenge.  Ä If they accept
the challenge and make it the opposing team (the one making the challenge)
takes one of their balls out of the pocket and adds it to the table.  If
they miss the challenged shot they have to add a ball to the table if they
do not have one in they owe the table one.  Ä If they dare (meaning they
think the shot is impossible or unable to be made by the challenger) the
challenging team (either player) must attempt to make the shot.  If they
make it the darer has to put two balls on the table if they do not have
them in the pockets they owe the table and their turn is over.  If the
challenger misses they owe the table two balls and the daring team remains
in control of the table.  If they have used both of their dares they have
to attempt the shot and cannot decline it.

In the modified rules for tonight the balls were going to equal clothes I
was informed.  I started to object but was cut short.  "It is just for a
little extra fun dad."  For each ball you had to place on the table one
article of clothing came off.  We had played this game many times but never
with payment of clothing.  This was going to be very interesting.

Steve and I are partners and Steve being the youngest would get to break.
Even though Steve is young he can play some pool.  But even I was surprised
when he knocked two balls in on the break, one solid and one strip.  He
looked the table over and decided to go for the solids and made it.
Because of the rules for challenge pool the other ball (the eleven) came
back out.  Steve missed his next shot.  Joe went next.  Steve wanted to
challenge him on a very difficult shot, almost a ninety degree angle to a
corner pocket pushing the cue ball off the rail and toward the across side
pocket.  Even if Joe made the 9 ball he was going to scratch most likely
and therefore still lose.  He decided to dare.  Now see I would have never
made that challenge because I didn't think I could make it.  And of course
Steve couldn't so I attempted the shot and missed so both our balls came
back out.  Open table again.  I made Steve remove the articles of clothing.
He removed both shoes.  Brad started to complain but after realizing that
he had on the least number of articles of clothing he shut-up quickly.  I
was quite happy with the situation because no matter how you summed it up
Steve and I had at least four articles of clothing on them.  Brad had
sandals on without socks and knowing him with the swimming trucks he had on
he probably did not have underwear on.  I had a t-shirt and a tie above
that.  Joe and Steve both had seven articles on, although Joe wanted to
count his necklace as an article of clothing.  They had agreed to the rules
before we started so they were stuck with what they had on.

Because I missed Joe shot at the solids and made two balls before missing.
I shot next and missed.  Brad made one and then missed.  When Steve got up
to shoot Brad challenged him to a simple shot I thought but it was the
length of the table.  He missed and removed one sock and we owed the table
a ball.  Joe missed.  I made three before Joe challenged me on a
combination shot.  It was a simple combination shot but because he
challenged me I thought he could not make it so I dared thinking he would
shoot it.  Brad wanted to take the shot saying how simple it was.  He
missed and Joe made him remove his sandals.  I shot again making one.  We
now had three balls in and them one.

We won the first game.  Brad was down to shorts and maybe underwear, Joe
had removed both shoes and one sock, Steve held his at the same and I had
removed my tie, both shoes and both socks.

The second game was a little more intense probably because Brad was getting
close to losing and Steve was running his mouth.  Both teams were down to
the eight ball.  Steve was to shoot after Joe missed a difficult shot but
left Steve a fairly simple shot.  Joe used their last challenge telling him
to bank the ball all the way back up the table into the corner pocket, one
of Joe's favorite type shots.  We had already used our decline but Steve
knew he could not make it.  If he missed he would be naked or I would be
down to my underwear.  On the other hand if he dared them and they missed
one of them would be naked and the other in underwear only.  Steve dared.
Joe made the shot.  Steve took off his underwear.  I was impressed.  For
his age he had quite a package on him.  I had seen him many times while
swimming but never under these type circumstances when there is a sexual
tension in the air.  He had a healthy amount of hair, low hanging balls and
his dick was about four inches hanging south.  I wondered how big it got
when it got hard.  I was left in my underwear and was worried that I might
start leaking pre-cum even though I was not hard.  This was the first time
I could ever recall having had a sexual desire for my own sons.  Brad had
managed to keep his trunks and Joe had his pants and underwear.

The third game was quick.  Brad knocked in the eight ball while making one
of his.  No one lost anything.

Joe feeling even more confident began to tease Steve.  Steve was quick with
witty replies but fond himself with a dare on the side.  If Joe had the
most articles of clothing on Steve would have to be his slave while mother
was gone.  If anyone else had more clothing Joe would have to be Steve's
slave, treat him to a meal at Bill's B-B-Q oh, and he would have to remain
nude all day Saturday no matter what we did.  To make it fair who ever shot
had to remove their clothing unless they were already nude then the partner
would remove their clothing.  Brad wanted to make a dare but did not know
what to bet.  I think he felt left out a little.

The final game, it was Steve's break again (we just take turns).  Brad bet
he could not make in a ball off the break again.  If he did Brad would kiss
his butt but if he didn't Steve had to kiss his.  Steve took the bet and
made three balls in.  How I don't know, the boy all of a sudden got good.
Steve in witty humor bent over and slapping his ass cheek told Brad to
pucker up.  Brad went over and gave his cheek a quick kiss, Steve wanted
more but we all agreed length and specific place on the butt was not listed
in the bet.  Joe being the horny young man he is was quick to make a
referendum to the game by stating that when a person lost all their
clothing they could continue to play by doing what the opposing team asked.
The three of us were a little hesitant to agree until more guidelines were
established.  Brad out of the blue said he would do just about anything as
long as it did not cause permanent damage to him or involved eating shit.
We all laughed knowing that it was variation of a line from an
advertisement for a strip bar downtown.  I think Brad was kidding but you
never know with him.

"You don't have to wait until you lose, you can suck my dick anytime slut."
stated Joe as he grabbed his crotch and jested how big his manhood is.

"Yeah, you wish!  It will be you taking my hard cock up you ass faggot"
Brad retaliated.

Steve would not be out done, "look you two sweeties, how about you two can
be my sex slave for the week when you lose?"

What had I missed something.  My boys were talking as if they do this type
of thing all the time, using language that they normally did not use around
me, playing up like it was no big deal to be having sex with each other.
Are they having sex with each other all the time or just every once in a
while?  I felt my cock string at the thought.  How was I going to hid it in
nothing but my underwear?  I moved from the bar stool to stand over next to
the counter acting like I was going to get a refill on my drink, which I
could use a double right about now.

Brad came over and stood next to me.  He made a point of making eye contact
and then looking down at my cock swelling in my underwear.  The other two
were still going at it when Brad whispered, "dad it is ok, we enjoy playing
with each other and from the looks of it the thought of it is making you
excited.  There is nothing to be afraid of dad we have been playing with
each other for several years now and we would really like for you to join
in on the fun."  With that he placed his hand on my cock and gave it a
squeeze.  Now it was fully erect and there was no way to cover it up.  Brad
made his way back over to the argument and stated that he thought the
losing team would have to be the other team's sex slave until another game
tomorrow which would decide who would be slaves until the next game and so
on.  Joe and Steve quickly agreed and they all looked at me.  I was glad to
be behind the counter.  Brad again walked toward me a few steps.  "It is up
to you dad?  Will you be a sex slave if you lose and if you win will you
dominate us as your sex slave?"

I don't know guys, it is one thing to have brothers experiment with each
other but for a dad to have sex with his sons is total different.  I could
go to jail, I could hurt one of you, and it would defiantly change the way
we think about each other.

Joe stated, "Dad the only thing it is going to change is the tightness in
your ass after we all fuck you ten or so times.  We love you dad and we
would like for you to be a part of our sexual adventures.  You can teach us
how to do things and show us things we have not thought of."

Steve got his two words in, "Dad come on it will be fun and if you don't
like it we will not ask you again but at least give it a try."

After some more begging I finally gave in but not before I made a
referendum.  The losing team could decline to do something until the
winning team demonstrated that they are willing to receive the same kind of
treatment.  That was a no go from the start.  Brad reiterated that as long
as it did not cause physical damage or involves eating shit it was a go.

How far is two much for you guys?  I mean how much pain do you inflict on
each other?

Brad piped in, "Dad you blowing this out of proportion.  We are not going
to kill you, just tie you up and fuck your tight little ass.  I bet you're
still a virgin.  I bet you have never even had a dildo up your ass."

Steve: "our dad the virgin, boy it is going to be fun taking your cherry
dad, can I be first.  After all I have the smallest dick?"

Joe: "Now guys give dad a chance, after all he was a boy at one time too.
So dad have you had your ass fucked?"

Dad: Ok first of all, each of you needs to have your mouths washed out with
soap (they all laughed) and second my virginity was taken along time ago by
my cousin not that it is any of your business."

Joe: "How about recently, any fucking...sorry any screwing going on back
there to loosen you up or are you really tight?"

Dad: "You all are just having fun aren't you; well let's just see who is
doing whom after the game, ok?"  At this point, I could not really make up
my mind if I really wanted to try to win or lose on purpose.  It has been a
long time since I have had anything up my ass but I remember it was erotic
and made me have one of my strongest orgasms.

Steve and I lost.  So, Brad and Joe haled us to the master bedroom.  There
they started in on Steve first.  First Brad held his ass cheeks apart as
Joey slapped him on his crack.  They told me to watch really close so that
I would know what to expect when my turn arrived.  They gave him about
forty swats in his crack aiming for his hole, then some more on his cheeks.
I thought I could handle that fairly easy.  Then they tied him to the bed
lying on his stomach.  They put several pillows under his mid section which
lifted his ass up.  Then they got some lube and smeared it around his hole
and used a finger to probe some in.  Joey seemed to be a pro at this
knowing just how to prepare his ass for entry.  He added a second finger
while slapping his ass.  Brad came over and sat next to me.  He told me how
great it would feel, describing in great detail the events unfolding in
front of me, explaining that he wanted to go with very long slow strokes
and then speed up so that he would be slamming me cock into the bed begging
for me to release the pressure building up in my balls.  As Brad continued
to talk, Joe moved up on Steve, lying flat against him.  He slowly began
moving his hips up and down working the lube on his cock around his hole,
then all of the sudden he held his hips up and slowly moved down.  I could
tell he was entering Steve's ass.  Steve gave out a moan as he slid
completely against him.  Joey began nibbling on his ear and whispering
something I could not understand.  Steve was all smiles as Joey began to
move up and down on him.  At first he was up on his arms and knees but as
he picked up the pace he lowered to his chest lying against his back.  Then
as he picked up more speed he was back on his arms and his toes.  When he
did this I could see his cock coming almost all the way out and sliding
hard back into him.  Steve was moaning with every down stoke.  Just as I
thought he was about to cum, he stopped and got off of Steve.  Brad said it
was his turn and took Joey's place and Joey came and sat next to me.
Joey's cock was still glistening from the lube and very hard.  As he sat he
told me that he wanted to save his cum for me.  It did not take very long
for Brad to cum.  He started out with long fast strokes and kept the pace
up for about ten minutes.  Steve seemed to enjoy the hard pounding that
Brad was giving him.  After Brad had cum, He laid flat on Steve whispering
in his ear and playing with every part of his body he could reach.  Brad
wiggled his but in a circular motion while still deep in Steve's ass.
Steve was panting like he was cumming.  His breathing got heavy and he
began to move his ass up and down.  Suddenly he began to jerk.  When he
stopped Brad kissed his neck and got off of him.

Joey and Brad untied him and motioned for me to take his place.  I was
nervous but did as they asked.  They did almost the same thing to me that
they had done to Steve.  The only thing different was Brad had washed his
cock and told me to suck it while Joey prepared my ass.  Brad's cock is not
as thick as Joe's but just as long and he wanted every inch down my throat.
With his legs spread and my arms tied to the bed I had no where to go but
up and down on his manhood.  He placed his cock in my mouth and then put
his hands on my head encouraging me to take every bit of it.  While sucking
on Brad Joey managed to get three fingers up my ass.  There was a little
pain but not as much as I had expected.  Joey removed his hand and mounted
me.  He placed his cock at my hole and told me to relax.  As he continued
to apply pressure to my hole he soothed talked me trying to get me to relax
as much as possible.  When his cock entered my ass I froze and so did he.
He kept asking if I was alright.  I told him I was and he slowly worked his
entire cock in my canal.  He paused deep in my hole, forcing as much as he
could get in to the deepest part of my ass.  And that's were the story
began.  Joey took a long time to cum, wearing out my ass while he comforted
me by kissing and nibbling on my neck.  He told me how much he had dreamed
of this day and was glad it finally arrived.

(Comments are welcomed. Hope you enjoyed)
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