Date: Thu, 27 May 2004 22:51:47 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: Dad's drinking buddies-pt3

"You LYING!" yelled my best friend -Mike, after I slipped up and told him
what I'd seen happening to my father for the past few nights. I really
didn't mean to tell him, it just kind of slipped out while we were
sitting in the car smoking weed just outside the school's track and field
fence awaiting our football playing friend -Eric.

"And he doesn't remember a thing?" asked Mike, completely enthused.

"Nope. Nothing." I said, wishing I hadn't said that much.

"Damn. That's wild, man."

"What's wild?" asked Eric, walking up to the car door still wearing his
football uniform.

"Dan's dad's been getting butt-fucked by his drinking buddies." laughed
Mike.

"Damn man, I told you not to tell anybody!" I yelled.

"No you didn't!" swore Mike.

"Your pops a faggot, Dan?" asked Eric, tossing his dirty helmet into the
back seat with me, then hopped into the front next to the driver.

"No." answered Mike. "He be drunk. He don't even know they be fucking
him." laughed Mike, nudging Eric in the ribs while winking his right eye
(as if I couldn't see him).

"Damn Mike..." I protested from the back, having just told him to keep
quiet.

"That's fucked up." responded Eric. "How you know this?" he asked,
turning around in his seat to see me.

"He saw it." answered Mike with a snicker as we pulled off down the
street.
I rolled my eyes at the back of Mike's head.

"You saw your daddy getting fucked?" asked Eric, intrigued.

"Saw him get fucked by two different men on two different nights, back to
back." added Mike.
By now, I just sat back angrily in my seat. I could see now that I had
confided in the wrong person.

"What exactly did you see?" asked Eric, pressing on.

"I dunno." I answered, wishing I could take it all back.

"He saw them in bed ontop of him through the key hole." said Mike.

"But how he know they were fucking? I mean... how YOU know they
weren't... doing something else?" asked Eric, looking for another logical
answer.

"Like what?" asked Mike.

"I dunno..." responded Eric. "I just wanna know how he knows they were
fucking."

"He said they were naked." said Mike, making a left turn.

"That don't mean..."

"I saw his asshole." I blurted out.
Damn that weed.

"You saw his asshole?" repeated Eric, looking back at me again.
I could see Mike's eyes on me through the rear-view mirror. I could tell
he was smiling.

"When'd you do that?" asked Eric.

"Right after they fucked him." I admitted, looking out the window.

"What you see?" he asked, wanting to know more.

"It looked... wet, like it just been fucked." I said, picturing my
father's hairy asshole in my mind. "I stuck my finger in... then smelled
it." I added.

"What it smell like?" asked Eric, completely entranced by my story.

"Like CUM." I said, bringing an end to my tale.

"Awesome!" laughed Mike, looking over at Eric as he drove.
I felt completely sick, having betrayed my father's secrets without him
even knowing he had them.

We drove afew more blocks in silence. Mike began to rave about how cool
it would be to see my pops get ass fucked, when Eric suddenly asked...
"What time did all this happen?"

"Right after they drove him home." I answered. "Around 11 or 12 midnight.
Why?"

Eric thought for a minute.
"It would be cool to catch them, right in the act."

"Hell Yeah!" yelled Mike, grinning from ear to ear. "I wouldn't mind
seeing that shit myself."

"I dunno, yall." I protested. Telling them was one thing, having them
witness it was another.

"What's wrong Dan, you weren't just lying to us about what happened to
your dad, were you?" asked Eric, suspiciously.

"No." I defended. "It's all true. It's just... it's..."

"Noone'll know but us." promised Eric. "I won't tell anybody. And neither
will Mikey. Right?"

"Yeah. Who'd I tell?" asked Mike, looking me in the eyes through the
mirror.
I knew I should have known better, but I had let them know too much to
just back out now.

That night, Eric, Mike, and another our mutual friends named -Kevin, came
over to my house around 10:30 that evening. We all hung out in my room
playing video games and listened to cd's while we waited up for my pops.

"Yo, any of you guys ever fuck a pussy raw?" I asked out of nowhere,
suddenly curious.

"Yeah,-" laughed Kevin (he swam on the school's swim team, and was very
close to being the city's number one ranked stroker, -which Mike liked to
joke about often in reference to masturbation). "-I fucked my girl Sandy
so hard one night, that her period came on two days before schedule." he
laughed.

"No, I don't mean THAT kind of raw." I clarified. "I mean, bareback. No
condom."

"Oh."
The room got silent. Everyone looked around at eachother.

"NONE of you have ever fucked a girl bareback?" I asked, in amazement.

"What about you?" asked Kevin. "You ever fuck a girl bareback?"

"Yeah." I answered, much to their surprise. "And it's the greatest
feeling in the world too. Nothing between you and the hot pussy but bare
skin..." I recalled.

"Stop lying." said Kevin, getting up from his seat and sporting a
noticeable hardon. "You ain't never fucked no girl bareback, and you KNOW
it. We would've heard about it before now."

"Kev's right." agreed Eric. "When was this supposed to've happened?"

"A couple of days ago." I admitted, hurt that they didn't believe me.

"Acouple of days ago?" asked Eric. "You mean, on the same day your dad
first got fucked?"
The question threw me for a loop. But before I could think of a
believable answer, we suddenly heard the front door open.

"Shit, my pop's home!" I whispered, turning off the lights.

"It's SHOWTIME!" Mike said, tip-toeing down the hall towards my father's
room, followed by Kevin.
The plan had been for us all to stay in my room until we were sure
something was going on. Now, Mike and Kevin threatened to blow the whole
thing out of the water. I mean, what if pops had come home and wasn't
drunk?

"Hey, where yall going?" I whispered down the hall, trying not to be
heard by whomever was downstairs.
I could hear Mike and Kev snickering, as they disappeared into my pops
room, looking for a place to hide.

"Fuck them. Hurry up, I can hear someone near the steps." whispered Eric,
as we ducked back inside my room.
We closed the door just as we heard two people climbing the steps. My
room was dark, except for the stereo we left playing as to make my pop's
friend think I was preoccupied in my room. I placed my ear up against the
door, feeling Eric standing in close behind me. The two people struggled
by my door, knocking into the walls all the way down into my pops
bedroom.

"Can you tell who it is?" asked Eric, his breath directly on the back of
my neck.

"No." I answered, hoping Kevin and Mikey had found themselves some good
hiding spots.
Several minutes had passed since they reached the bedroom. I figured that
if Mike and Kev were caught, we would have heard something by now.

I eased the door open slightly, just enough to peek my head into the
hallway. I could see my pops bedroom door was closed, and a light
shinning from underneath. Eric and I snuck down the hall on our hands and
knees, then peeked under the door. I could clearly see Mike under my pops
bed, his head facing the foot of the bed. I saw a man's feet walk across
the floor, then disappear atop the bed. Eric was above me, peering
through the key hole. He could see the man position himself between my
father's spread legs, then lay down directly ontop of him, his stiff
erection leading the way.

"Damn Danny, it's true... that man's fucking your father." he whispered,
his eyes glued to the scene. "I can't see who it is though, they're too
far out of focus."

"I can see Mike under the bed." I whispered back. "But I don't see Kevin.
I wonder where he is."
Just then, we heard the bed springs start to squeak.

"Lemme see." I said, pulling my face up from the floor.

"Inna minute." said Eric, refusing to give up the key hole so soon.
"Damn, he fucking the shit out of your pops."

"I know. Lemme look." I repeated.
Eric moved back, allowing me to place my eyeball up against the key hole.
I could clearly see four pairs of legs, and hear my father's grunts as
whoever fucked him pounded into his drunken ass with absolutely no care
of waking him. I thought it was obvious that they had done this before. I
knew it wasn't mr Mack (whom was the black guy I saw fuck him yesterday),
so I wondered if it was mr Ray, or one of my pops Other drinking buddies
I'd seen carry him home before. I wondered how many of my pops so called
friends were fucking him, and for how long had it been going on?

"My turn." whispered Eric, pushing me aside and replacing his eye up to
the hole.
I went back to peeking under the door. I saw Mike climb half way from
under the bed, to peek up at the hot action going on ontop the mattress.
He had an excellent view between the men's legs. He could see the man's
full cock disappearing in and out of my pop's ass.
I saw him look back, smiling over his shoulder towards the closets on the
other side of the room, and knew he was looking at Kevin. Kev must have
found himself an even better spot hidden in my father's closet. He too
had a clear view of the sex action, and probably could see who the man
fucking my father was as well.

"Damn, look at him GO." whispered Eric.
The bed springs were popping. The man was fucking my father unmercifully.
Eric mentioned how he could tell the man was driving his wood into my
father hard and deep. He sound practically envious, as if taking lessons,
or even wishing it were HIM in there butt fucking my pops instead.
I could tell he was brick hard in his pants, as I felt it poking me in my
back afew times as we shifted about quietly in the darkened hallway. I
was just about to ask for another turn at the key hole, when we suddenly
heard the man sigh his relief out loud.

"Oooo, Oooo, ahhhhhh...!!" he cried, obviously filling my father full of
cum.
After afew seconds, I saw Mike scurrying to get back under the bed. Then
I saw a pair of white feet hit the floor. Eric and me crawled back to my
bedroom, and pulled the door closed just as my pops bedroom door open.
Out emerged daddy's friend, whom abruptly left after achieving his nutt.

Mike came running down that hall, all aglow with excitement.
"Did yous see? I was right up under the bed, I saw everything!"

"I know." I said, turning on my bedroom light. "Did you see who it was?"

"No. All I could see was from his waist up." confessed Mike. "He had a
nice sized dick though." he smiled.

"Why you smiling at seeing his dick, you perv." asked Eric, jokingly.

"Hey, I saw EVERYTHING." admitted Mike. "He was fucking the hell out of
your pops."

"I told you." I couldn't resist saying.

"Maybe Kev saw who it was." thought Mike, aloud.

"Where is Kev?" asked Eric, looking down the hall.
We all headed towards my pops room. We found Kev standing at the foot of
the bed, looking at my father's ass as he lay sleeping on his stomach.

"Hey, you alright?" Eric asked as we all stepped into the room.

"Did you see?" asked Kev, with tears in his eyes. "Did you all see? I
guess yall all think it's funny now, eh?"

"What?" asked Mike, looking around at me and Eric.

"What's funny?" asked Eric, looking back at Kevin.

"Don't tell me you didn't see him." said Kev.

"See who?" I asked, looking over at my father whom still lay spread
eagle, -snoring.

"My father!" yelled Kevin. "My father just fucked Dan's dad!"

"Mister Weiler?" I asked looking at my pops ass, as if it were going to
tell me its story.

"Oh damn, man." said Eric, laying a sympathetic hand on Kev's shoulder.
Kev knocked it away.
That's when I noticed the bulge in Kevin's crotch, along with the wet cum
stain where he had obviously came from watching his father fuck mines.
Mike undoubtedly noticed it too, as his eyes darted from Kev's crotch to
my eyes. Neither of us said anything, as we were all sporting erections
at the moment.

"It's nothing to get mad about kev', Danny's pop got the raw end of the
deal out of it." consulted Eric. "No offense Dan."

"You don't know what it means, to see your father fucking... someone else
besides your mom."

"You've seen your pops fuck your mother?" asked Mike, astonished.
"Gross."

"No... I meant... you KNOW what I meant. He's cheating on my mother."

"So. Everyone cheats." said Eric. "It's no big deal. My pops even has a
mistress."

"But... don't that make my father... GAY?" asked Kev. "I mean... Danny's
pop's passed out, so he can't be held accountable for what my dad did to
him. But my father was awake. He fucked Dan's pops on purpose. Don't that
make him queer?"
We all looked around at eachother for answers.

"Your pops was probably drunk too." I defended. "He shouldn't be held
accountable either."

"I saw his face. He wasn't that drunk." said Kev, looking over at my
father's ass as if mesmerized.

"Well, maybe he wasn't all that drunk..." reasoned Eric. "...maybe he DID
know what he was doing. Maybe he just wanted a lil' of Danny's pops ass,
since he was already drunk and passed out and wouldn't know anyway..."

"You're not helping." said Kev, walking pass us and standing next to my
father's bed. "Maybe his IS gay. Maybe he's been some sort of under cover
homo all these years, pretending to be straight, but secretly
butt-fucking men like Danny's dad when we least expected it." He then
reached down and touched my pops ass cheek. "And maybe it runs in the
family."

"What are you saying Kev?" asked Eric.
We were all ears.

Kevin turned to look at us.
"Maybe I'm just like him. How do I know, unless I try it too?"

"Try what?" I asked, watching him unfasten his pants.

"Fucking your dad." he answered.

"EWWWWW... he's gonna butt fuck your pops" said Mike.

"Shut up!" I yelled.

"You sure you want to do this?" asked Eric.
Kevin pulled down his cum stained pants and boxers shorts, exposing his
hardon. Without another word, he peeled off his shirt, and climbed onto
my father's back. Aiming his erection, he easily sank all 7 and 1/2 thick
inches deep into my father's guts.

"Oooo..." he sighed, feeling the walls of my father's anus surround his
stiffness.

"Hey, I can't let you do this..." I protested, wanting to defend my
father's honor. I mean, its one thing for grown men to be taking
advantage of my father's drunken stupors, but its another thing to let
one of my teenage friends have a turn at fucking him like he was some
sort of free prostitute. He was still my dad.

"Too late Day, let it go." protested Eric, holding me back by the arm as
Kevin took to fucking my father's warm hole.

The sight was amazing. Kevin was only 17, young, muscular, and handsome.
Any girl in school would gladly give her virginity up to be under him at
this moment. But he lay there, naked atop my pops, pumping his smooth
hairless hips into my father's hairy ass, drilling pops asshole with his
17 year old erection.

Pops lay on his stomach, his legs spread wide apart in the same position
Kevin's dad had fucked him in. Kevin didn't possess the power his dad
did, nor the drive, but he pumped pops ass hard and deep, slamming pops
raw hole with twice the power he ever did his girlfriend Sandy's cunt.

I remember watching in awe as my friend fucked my father. Pops face was
buried in his pillow as usual, his mouth wide open as he snored and
slobbered in a deep sleep. Kev was humping him like his hips were
possessed, fucking wildly as if losing control emotionally. I knew this
was his first time fucking bareback. I recalled back afew days ago when I
had my first experience at it, and knew well what his mind and his dick
was going through.

Kev started panting, whimpering like a hurt kids as he picked up the
pace. His cock disappeared in and out of pops ass quicker, ramming his
hungry hole with more power. Pops snores stopped, but his eyes remained
closed shut. Just then, Kev threw his head back, his eyes looking towards
the ceiling, and began spitting spurt after spurt of hot gooey teenage
juice up into my father's rectum.

"Urrrrrrrr!!!" yelled Kev, his facial expression looking alot more
satisfied than before as he filled my father's bowels with cum.
After afew minutes, he pulled out, his cock covered with his and his
father's sperm.

"So? How was it?" asked Mike, fingering his own trapped erection.

"Ray was right. Fucking bareback is the best!" he smiled, climbing back
down off the bed.

"So, do you feel gay?" asked Eric, looking down at Kev erection.

"I don't know." he answered. "But I DID like it. I guess... that kinda
makes me queer, eh?"

"Is THIS the "raw pussy" you fucked and didn't tell us about afew days
ago Dan?" asked Eric, turning towards me.
I shook my head "yeah".

"Damn..." whispered Mike, looking back at my father's spread ass. "...you
can fuck his ass anytime you want, Danny. It's like living with your own
private cunt and shit."

"I guess." I said, wondering what would happen next.

"Gotta have a chance." Eric suddenly said, pulling open his own pants and
climbing aboard dad's back.
I watched wide eyed as my football player buddy shoved his thick pale
cock into my pops cum loaded rectum. He sighed happily as he sank it in
all the way up to his balls, forcing an overflow of displaced sperm from
the anus. I heard my father groan in his sleep from the sheer mass alone.
Poor pops had no idea what was happening to him.

Eric started rotating his hips, burying his steely erection around in my
pops guts. He pulled back with his hips, dragging his huge erection out
my pops ass, -the thick shaft glistening with a slimy coating of semen
before shoving it all the way back up inside. He repeated this move over
and over again, fucking my father's hairy hole with his big bloated dick.
Pops was nolonger snoring, he appeared to me groaning in his sleep. His
ass was raised high, an obvious arch appeared as Eric fed his accepting
hole more and more dick. I watched as my best friend fucked my drunken
father, taking advantage of his illness and using him as our own personal
whore. I felt torn between my loyalty as a son, and my sexual lust as a
teenager. I wanted to stop this unconscious rape scene, yet I was curious
to see it played out all the way through.

Eric's tall muscular body looked good heathing atop dad's thick hairy
one. His thrusts slammed into pops ass with a growing force. The bed
started to bang into the wall. Eric was the biggest one of us there, his
body already the size of a full grown male with the strength and power of
a teenager. He had a reputation around school, every girl that had him
bragged about the size of his appendage. Watching him take my pops, was
definitely a sight to behold as pounded into his exposed anus over and
over again.

"Gosh Danny..." he gasped between thrusts. "...your pops ass is like...
like... the best thing I've ever fucked!"

"Told you..." smiled Kevin, still nude as he stood there watching the
action too.

"I can definitely see why gay boys be doing this." smiled Eric, never
missing a beat as he continued fucking my father. "They can fuck raw all
day long, and never have to worry about one of them getting pregnant.
This's awesome!"
Eric's comments made me wonder about him as he pulled his cock out of
pops ass, and began to flip him over on his back.

"What you doing?" I asked, afraid that he would wake him.

"I wanna see if I can fuck him this way." answered Eric, asking for help
to get pops legs in the air.
Kevin and Mikey got on either side of the bed, and helped pull pops legs
up until his asshole was completely exposed to the room. The big soft
white globes parted, exposing the matted hairy center which was slimy wet
with cum leaking from pops asshole. The lips looked red and swollen,
refusing to seal back up after being fucked three times already. Eric
fisted his his erection while looking down at his dirty work. He smiled
wickedly to himself as he lined the fat tip of his dick back up to my
father hole. He sled in slowly, sinking the entire shaft of his penis in
up to the balls. My eyes were locked on my father's face, I was afraid he
would wake up any second, how could he take something so big and thick up
his shit-hole without feeling it or knowing about it?

"Ahhh, yea..." smiled Eric, "...back in the saddle again."
Kevin and Mikey laughed, holding each of my father's legs in their hands.

Mikey pulled his cock from his zipper, and began stroking it as he watch
Eric's dick moving in and out of my pops butt. His eyes were so locked on
the sight down below, that he didn't even realize that his dick was only
afew inches from my pops face. Pops didn't seem to still be in the deep
sleep he appeared to be in when we first started this quest, but was in
more of a groggy state. He moaned in low levels, his head turning from
side to side ever so often when Eric went a little too deep with one of
his many thrust. He had began to pound my father's upturned ass alot
harder, driving his dick into him with increasing speed. Slapping sounds
began to fill the room as Eric's pelvis banged into pops ass cheeks.

"Oh man..." gasped Eric, "...I'm not gonna be able to hold off much
longer." he warned, ramming his cock faster and faster.
Mikey, whom hadn't taken his eyes off the connection where Eric's cock
met pop's ass, began whacking his own erection harder. He gasped like a
school girl, then started spewing fresh cum tracks all over my father's
upturned face.

"OOOOOOooooooooooooo!!!" he cried as arch after arch of his creamy load
shot out of his pee hole, landing all over my pops face.

"Damn, he's cumming on your pops face, Danny!" yelled Kev, whom was now
stroking his own cock again.

"Hot damn!" Eric yelled, slamming his hips into pops one last time before
firing six rounds of scolding cum deep in pops warm bowels.
Just then, Kev started cumming too, aiming his load in the same direction
as Mikey, -all over my dad's face.

"Wow man, this was the best fuck ever." smiled Kev, after painting the
rest of dad's face white.
Eric pulled out, as Mike and Kevin lowered pop's legs back down to the
mattress. We all took notice that pops cock was hard, almost throbbing as
it stood up an inch or so up from his pelvis.

"Are you gonna take a turn, Danny?" asked Eric, as he started to dress.

"Naw, not tonight guys. I think he's had enough." I said, my cock about
ready to burst in my pants.

"Yeah, I guess you can fuck his ass whenever you want, eh?" said Kev,
pulling up his pants.

"Yeah, I guess..." I agreed, walking my buddies down to the front door.
We all agreed to a pac, that was would never reveal what we did or what
happened at my house that night. We all agreed, and then they left to
find their way home before their parents would wonder where they were and
begin looking for them.

After they left, I went back up to my room and removed my clothes. I
intended to stop off in the bathroom for a damp wash cloth to clean the
cum from his face before I finally took my turn fucking him. But when I
got to my pops room, he wasn't there. My heart froze in my chest when I
saw his empty bed, then leaped into my throat when I heard the toilet
flush and saw him walk back into his room, catching me standing there
nude with an erection with crying cum clinging to his face.