Date: Thu, 29 Mar 2007 13:22:19 -0600
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Coolest Dad #3

Coolest Dad #3
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a father, his teenaged son
and his teenaged friends, as well as sex between the friends. If you have a
hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off,
you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me as well.

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when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at
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I was sad when it was time for Grant's friends to go home.  Matt, of
course, had me between his legs sucking on his cock once more he headed
out.  Grant and I pretty much just hung around the house the rest of the
day trying to relax from our crazy weekend.  Every so often he would
mention how hot it had been, how much he liked Brad "although I think I
still like girls too," etc.

The next day was time for school.  I decided to work from home and got a
quite bit done until around 3:30 PM when there was a knock at the door.  I
wondered who would be knocking at the door this time of day!  Imagine my
surprise when I opened the door, and Matt was standing there!  "Hey Matt!"

"Hi there Tom," he greeted me, walking in through the open door.

I closed the door as I explained that Grant was at baseball practice.

"Yeah, I know.  I should be there, too, but I have an appointment," he
said.

After shutting the door, I turned around to walk to the living room and saw
Matt's shoes next to his feet.  I looked up and saw his pants and boxers
being pushed down.  He sat down on the couch, and I watched him slide them
off his feet, his white socks now painting a contrast against his bare
skin.  He spread his legs apart, and I stared at his balls surrounded by
dark brown pubes.  He was slowly stroking his cock as I approached., a
confident grin on his face.

"I take it you're not here to see Grant."

A smile split his face as he said "No."

When I got to the couch, I went to my knees between his toned thighs and
took over stroking his cock.  I watched eagerly as he pulled off his
T-shirt exposing his trim body.  "You've got a rockin' body," I commented.

"Yeah? What about my cock?"

I looked at it as if needing to inspect it again before replying: "It's
fucking awesome!"

He reached out and guided my head to his crotch where I promptly opened my
mouth and took his hard flesh into me.  Aggressive as ever, he shoved my
head down until my nose was pressed into the brown hair above his cock.
His skin was salty from sweat, and as my nose was pressed into his pubes, I
could feel they were slightly damp.

I removed my mouth from his cock and quickly began sucking on his ball sac
which was saltier than I had even hoped.  His legs thrust apart more as I
worked his nuts.  As soon as my mouth was off his sac, he was thrusting my
head toward his dick.  I greedily engulfed it and devoured its full length
repeatedly.  He shoved my head back and stood up.  Before I could move, he
grabbed me by the hair and yanked me to him.  I wrapped my arms around his
ass, and he began thrusting in and out of my mouth.

Grabbing my head and ramming my throat, he said "I need to bust a nut!"

I picked up my pace hungry for his load.  I massaged his rod with my
throat, motivated by his moaning and the slight quivering in his legs.
Suddenly he pulled away and sat back down on the couch.  As I moved in, he
moved his hips off the edge of the couch.  I took his dick into my mouth
again.  He stretched his legs out so his ass was hanging off, and he began
fucking my mouth wildly as I forced myself to relax.  With his eagerness,
he didn't last much longer before blowing his load.  I swallowed it
eagerly, savoring its saltiness as it flowed into my throat.

As the flow ebbed, I removed my mouth.  He pushed my head back down and
told me to keep sucking until it was hard enough to go into my ass.  I did
as he instructed, slowly sucking on his dick as it struggled to shrink.
However, being as young as he was, it didn't need much more coaxing before
it decided to get hard once more.

When it was as hard as he wanted, he pushed my head away, and said "Good.
Now bend over and give me some of that ass."

I quickly undid my pants and slid them and my underwear down.  He yanked
them off of me violently.  I made myself relax while he lubed his cock with
lotion and got into position behind me.  He stuck just the tip of his dick
into my hole, and I slid backward hungry for more.  As more of his rod slid
into my hole, he grabbed my hips and shoved the rest of his cock in.  I
initially had to hold my breath as it hurt more than I had expected.

He begin fucking me slowly.  "Wish I lived here so I could fuck you all the
time!" he said as he slowly withdrew his cock and then shot it forward.
"I'd have my dick in you all the fucking time!"

"Fuck me harder now then!" I begged.

"You really are the fucking coolest dad!" he said as he began thrusting
harder.

"Pound my ass!" I almost screamed.

He laughed softly, and I felt him reposition himself.  His hands took hold
of my shoulders, and he started in on my request.  His cock slammed into me
hard.  I swore I could feel his balls bouncing against me as our bodies
collided.  I could definitely feel a sheen of sweat coating us as he worked
my hungry hole.  At one point he had his dick completely inside of me, and
he held it in place.  "How about I come back after dinner?  I'd love to
fuck you while I watch you suck your son's cock!"

I moaned pleasurably.

"Yeah?  I could fill your ass with my hot cum while you're swallowing your
boy's load."

Fuck that was a hot idea! I thought.

He continued: "He sure has a hot ass too.  Maybe I could fuck him while he
had his dick in your mouth."

"That's up to him," I answered paternally.

He chuckled again as he returned to his faster pace.

"Actually, it might be kinda cool to do that, and then trade places.  Yeah!
You suck him while I fuck you, then you suck me while I watch him fuck YOU!
Sweet!"  As he called up this little vision, his fucking became more
aggressive.  "That would be so goddamn hot!" he added.

Not waiting for an answer from me, he increased his pace until I had to
almost lock my elbows to keep from being shoved into the carpet!  He got
gradually quicker until it felt like his dick was hardly moving inside me,
and then I felt his body quiver a little right before I could feel his cock
spasming.  Shockingly, I felt his teeth close on the skin near my shoulder,
and he softly bit me as he orgasmed!

After his dick stopped shooting, he released me and pulled out.  As he sat
on the carpet, I spun around and aggressively began kissing him.  My tongue
met his in his hot mouth.  I continued pushing him until he was laying
down.  We continued kissing as his hand wrapped around my cock and began
quickly stroking my aching rod.  Within seconds, it seemed, I was shooting
my load into his hand.  When my orgasm stopped, I pulled off of him.  I was
breathing hard.  He smiled at me, and I watched him wipe his hand on his
chest, especially on his nipples.  When he set his hand back down, he
looked at me, still smiling, and said "Lick it off."

I hesitated.  Sure, I had swallowed cum before, but not my own!  The
thought, for some reason, really didn't sit well.  But I didn't have much
time to think about it, or convince myself, as he grabbed my head and
yanked it toward his chest.  I screwed up my face, much like a child about
to eat broccoli, and began tonguing his nipples. As soon as the saltiness
registered with me and it wasn't as bad as I had presumed, I began eagerly
sucking on his nipples until I could taste no more of my juice.

When I quit, he sat up, kissed me on the lips, said "See ya at 7!" and
started to dress.  I hated to see his amazing body disappear beneath his
clothing, and it never occurred to me to challenge his presumption about
tonight.  I watched him leave and got off the floor and dressed myself
again.  I also realized there was some of my cum on the floor, and so I
washed that up.

A couple of hours later, Grant and his friend Brad showed up.  They both
greeted me, and Brad sat down on the couch while Grant went to his room to
shower and get cleaned up.

"You're not going to join him?" I asked with a quirky smile.

"Nah. Not this time."

"Ahhh."  I sat down next to him as he turned on the TV.  I looked at his
legs and could smell the sweat coming off of him.  Absentmindedly, I
reached out and began stroking his lower thighs.  He sat back a little,
forcing my hand up to the bottom of his shorts.  I inserted my fingertips
under the silky fabric and continued massaging him.  I eyed his crotch and
noticed a tent forming in his shorts.  I don't know why, but I was a little
nervous.  Maybe because the only time we ever had done anything was with
the other guys in the room?  I took a deep breath and maneuvered my hand
closer to his hard-on.

There was a moment of silence before he asked "Do you wanna blow me?"  His
hand now rubbing his swollen dick through his shorts.

I simply nodded my head.  I slid to the floor as his legs spread apart to
admit me.  He lifted his shirt up to his neck and began fingering his
nipples as I tugged his shorts and boxers down revealing his young meat and
his patch of ash blonde pubes.  I immediately went down on him and started
slowly sucking him off.

"Make it quick.  I don't want Grant to see."

I didn't know why in the hell not, but I picked up the pace to comply with
his wishes.  I savored the sweat as it melted off his velvety skin while
his dick rubbed back and forth against my tongue.  He started moving his
hips up and down fucking my mouth, and I sped up.  Soon his hand was on my
head, and he was shoving his cock into my throat.

"Fuck you're good!" he said as he pumped my mouth.

I devoured his hard flesh as he pumped it furiously, and then it was over.
Thick loads of jizz rushed into my mouth as I swallowed desperately trying
to keep up with the flow.  When it was done, I released his cock, licked my
lips and then wiped my spit off on my arm.

"Thanks Tom!" he whispered as he rushed to get himself dressed, now
realizing that Grant's shower had turned off.  I got back into my seat on
the couch.  Brad flashed me a quick smile just before Grant came into the
room and asked "Dad, do we have plans tonight?"

Funny he should ask. . .