Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2009 11:30:55 +0000
From: Justin Woodward <kewtieboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Darkroom Discovery Part 2 - Summer Vacation

Darkroom Discovery
Part 2 -- Summer Vacation
By kewtieboy
MMM/darkroom/anal/oral/incest


Kevin had moved to Berlin with his wife and young daughter, leaving his 18
year old son at boarding school in the U.K. Accidentally discovering a gay
bar with darkroom, he had made it his regular haunt on a Sunday night and
enjoyed his break from normality. All was well until his son Jeremy came to
stay for Easter and Kevin found himself trapped in the back of the bar
being seduced by him in the dark. His guilt at having sex with his son soon
made way to enjoyment. The story continues:


Kevin looked at the small piece of paper in his hand with Jeremy's e-mail
address. Of course, he already knew Jeremy's e-mail address as he was his
dad so messaged him a couple of times a week, but the man looking at the
piece of paper wasn't his dad, he was the man who had had sex with Jeremy
in a dark room twice in the last two weeks.

Since returning to England just three days ago, Kevin had e-mailed his son
and had received an enthusiastic reply saying how much he had enjoyed being
home with the rest of the family but he had to concentrate now on his final
exams as this was his last term before going to university after the Summer
break. Of course, he was coming back to Germany for the break and had
already told the anonymous German man in the darkroom he wanted to meet for
more fun. What worried Kevin was that if Jeremy ever found out that the
German was in fact his dad, he may never speak to him again. He was
therefore torn between the lust that had developed and his duty to his
family.

It took a week before Bruno was created. Jeremy didn't know the name of the
darkroom friend so Kevin decided it would be Bruno and opened a Hotmail
account accordingly. His first e-mail received an almost immediate and
enthusiastic response from Jeremy saying how much he had enjoyed the
encounter and he had never been so randy in all his life. He especially
said he enjoyed being the centre of attraction when a few others in the
darkroom had enjoyed his body too.

Over the forthcoming weeks, Kevin, his Dad kept Jeremy up to date with
family life while Bruno kept telling Jeremy what he wanted to do to
him. During the course of the messaging Kevin's Bruno found out that when
Jeremy had entered the darkroom it was a first. His sexual experiences had
been limited to a brief encounter with a lad at school and now some full on
fun with another 18 year old in his class called Simon. Simon and Jeremy
had taken to exploring the gay scene at a nearby market town, limited as it
was, and had had one threesome together. Jeremy went on to say that Simon
had been very envious of his Berlin encounter and wished he could have been
there. Secretly Kevin's alter ego wished the same!

Bruno asked for a picture of Simon and was amazed to receive not only a
picture but a full body frontal with a cute 18 year old (who looked a
little younger), standing around five feet nine inches, very, very slim,
extremely pale skin with dark red, tight curly hair and a few freckles. His
cock looked to be around seven inches long but amazingly thick for his body
size. Kevin's Bruno drooled and then realised there were more
attachments. The second was his son, also naked and obviously taken at the
same time. It seemed so weird looking at his 18 year old son, stark naked
and sporting a very stiff cock. The third attachment came as a shock as it
showed Simon's cock embedded into his son's arse. Thankfully Kevin could
see the top end of a condom but his own raging cock begged release and he
wanked himself furiously while looking at these images on his screen before
saving them to his secret file.

He spoke to his gay friend Karl, showing him the pictures and asked Karl
how he could send a requested photo of himself without giving his game
away. Karl set up a couple of action shots when he was screwing Kevin and
they looked really good. Kevin had a small tattoo at the top of his left
arm so it had to be carefully avoided in the shots. Karl then managed a
full frontal of Kevin, with his head slightly turned, his leather jock on
and cock showing over the top and just a hint of an artificial goatee beard
showing, but no face as such. When Kevin looked he realised even he didn't
recognise himself so felt comparatively safe sending the pictures off to
Jeremy and Simon.

The summer term was due to start during the last week in July and the Bruno
version of Kevin couldn't wait, teasing Jeremy about what he would do to
him in the darkroom and what he wanted done. The advantage of a Sunday
night for the darkroom foray was that in the early evening at around 9.00
pm just as it opened, it was quite quiet. Nothing much happened until after
midnight and even then, Sundays were quiet with a workday the next day.

Jeremy then dropped a bombshell. Simon's parents were going to be delayed
in Hong Kong until the second week in August and the school had agreed to
keep Simon for the two weeks until they could return and take him to their
home in Yorkshire which was closed in their absence. Jeremy didn't want to
leave his best friend alone so had volunteered to stay with him at
school. This was a blow to Kevin and to Bruno for different reasons.

When Kevin suggested he send out the return airfare for Simon to join the
family in Berlin for two weeks it was accepted rapidly and an e-mail
arrived in Bruno's mailbox suggesting that the first darkroom meeting in
Berlin might be a little more exciting than Bruno had envisaged. Bruno
suggested to them that Karl join him too (if only to slightly muddy the
waters and stop the two boys trying to work out just what Bruno looked like
in the near dark. At least Simon hadn't met Kevin but he didn't want two
lads working out the connection. What's the old saying about two heads
being better than one?

Late July came and a nervous Kevin met the two lads at Tegel airport when
their London flight landed. Jeremy was as stunning as Kevin remembered him
but Simon had a face to melt the heart. Kevin knew he was 18 years old but
his cute, `little boy lost' look accompanied by his dark red hair and
freckles made him look like sweet little virgin, something Kevin knew he
wasn't! He had to take on his "caring dad" mantle so quickly organised the
guys and got their luggage packed into his car for the trip back to the
apartment. The lads chatted away to Kevin bringing him up to speed with
life in the final few weeks as school. Both boys had their places reserved
at university (grades permitting) with Jeremy going to Durham and Simon to
Leeds. They were pleased that they would be quite close and able to meet
most weekends.

Kevin thought, "I bet you are."

Once back at the house the place erupted with hugs and chatter so Kevin
left them to talk to his wife and daughter while tea was made.

Bruno, Kevin's alter ego, already knew that Jeremy was going to bring Simon
along to the bar where they had first met, on that first Sunday. Jeremy had
said that Simon was inconsolable with excitement at the possibility of
raunchy sex with a stranger. Bruno had told him that Karl would be there
too so that no one was left out and once they had hooked up, they would
head for the larger of the private cubicles for some fun. Jeremy had gone
into great detail about how Simon had asked if he could fuck Bruno and,
having seen a picture of Simon's cock, Bruno wanted nothing more than the
full length of it up his arse while he sucked his son.

The rest of the week dragged on. The boys spent the day sightseeing and
went out on a couple of nights for a drink. Kevin was nervous that they
might head for a gay bar, find something more interesting to do, and not
turn up on Sunday so he had Karl check out the bar for him. He was pleased
that the boys didn't seem to venture in. Jeremy had said that he was still
nervous about being in the bars on his own and only the fact that he had
been very horny had taken him in that Sunday. Of course he also knew that
his dad wouldn't like him wandering the streets of Berlin late at
night. The exception was, of course Sunday as he knew the whole family
would be otherwise occupied until late.

On the Sunday, Kevin bade the lad farewell and asked them what they were
doing, even though he knew full well. They mumbled about "going out for a
burger and maybe a drink" and Kevin left with the excuse ringing in his
ear. His wife was already off with her cronies and daughter Natalie was
sleeping over at a friend's as school was finished for the summer months.

Kevin arrived at Karl's house around 7.00 pm and sat having a drink. He
popped a Viagra as he was determined to get the best out of the night and
Karl, excited at his part in the group, did likewise. As they chatted and
sipped some wine, Kevin slowly transformed himself into leather-loving
Bruno. He stripped naked and showered first, ensuring he was well cleaning
for the fucking he hoped to get later. Karl stripped and helped and both
men were hard as rocks as they showered together. Once dry, Kevin donned
his cock ring, leather jockstrap with the zipped front, black t-shirt and
leather waistcoat. Tonight he was wearing denims and he then put his
leather studded wrist straps on before attaching his fake moustache. It was
remarkable how different he looked, probably because Kevin was a very
traditional dresser, the raunchy image before Karl now looked a lot more
Bruno than Kevin.

It was almost 9.00 pm and the two men wanted to get to the bar as soon
after opening as possible. Karl would hang out in the bar and follow the
boys in but Kevin would have to be in the darkroom area before they
arrived, just in case Jeremy recognised him as his dad! The bar was quiet,
only about six people busily chatting in the half dark idly watching the
hard core porn on the TV monitor. Kevin and Karl bought a couple of beers
and after sipping a few times, Karl slipped into the darkroom. There were a
couple of shapes visible in the far corner but the room was empty
otherwise. It tended to stay quiet until almost midnight when drink made
people randier. Kevin slid into his favourite spot where he could blend
into the dark corner and watch the entrance and the dim light from the bar
made it easier to see what entering trade looked like. Tonight he was only
looking for two people and no one else and thankfully he was left alone.

As time passed a few drifted in, saw how quiet it was and drifted
out. Thankfully it was not too warm an evening. From Kevin's corner, he
knew that the two large private cubicles were just outside the little
fenced-in area and to the right. He stroked his cock idly as he watched,
his heart thumping with anticipation. Then he saw Jeremy enter, followed
clumsily by Simon who was having difficulty in the poor light. Jeremy made
straight for the area occupied by Bruno and entered the open entrance,
feeling his way around the sling and over to the exact spot where they had
agreed to meet. As they headed his way, Kevin saw Karl follow on to wait at
the entrance. Jeremy came over and stood next to Kevin.

"Bruno?" he whispered.

"Yes," said Kevin, "glad you could make it. Let's head for the cubicle."

He took Jeremy's hand and Jeremy took Simon's hand and they led each other
out and to the left to the larger of the two big cubicles. Karl followed on
and the all slid inside just in time as a small entourage of older queens
came trooping in, excited by the appearance of two young "Greek gods" in
the darkroom area.

Kevin locked the door once all four were inside and said, "Hi," again.

Jeremy whispered an introduction to Simon and Karl whispered who he was
before Kevin felt a hand stroking his crotch.

"I've missed this," he said to Kevin, "and Simon here can't wait to get
fucking."

Jeremy kissed Kevin fully on the mouth and as he did so Kevin felt another
hand stroking his exposed cock. He knew it was Simon.

"I'll go talk to Karl," said Jeremy, "while you and Simon get acquainted."

Simon was very soft and smaller than Jeremy and Kevin had to stoop to kiss
him. His mouth was soft and moist and his lips very tender. His facial hair
was soft with light stubble but was almost that of a younger boy. Kevin put
his hand down to find that Simon had already dropped his jeans and the
piece of meat that stood out convinced Kevin that this was no boy. The
uncut brute was between eight and nine inches and thick as his arm. The
foreskin was slightly peeled back and the moistness of pre-cum could be
felt at the head. Kevin dropped to his knees and took as much as he could
into his mouth, sliding the foreskin back and forth as he worked his lips
around the head. As he sucked, Jeremy and Karl's cocks came to either side
and he ended with a feast of cock meat which he sucked in turn. Clothes
were coming off above his head and each guy hung his little bunch on
separate hooks for easy identification later. Soon apart from boots and
shoes, all were naked and, as Kevin turned once more to kiss his son, he
felt Simon's cock already at his buttocks.

"He wants to fuck you raw," whispered Jeremy. "I struggle to take him so he
has never had a chance to fuck a guy properly before. I usually fuck
him. Can you take it?"

"Try to stop me," said Kevin with his Bruno, pigeon English accent.

Jeremy went to Simon and helped him stretch a condom on his cock. Kevin
lubed his own arse as he wanted to be sure there was enough. He then heard
Jeremy ask Karl if he would fuck him and Karl said he would so a similar
lubrication went ahead there.

Kevin bent over the bench against the wall of the cubicle and Simon started
his onslaught. He was going a bit too fast and Kevin had to take the cock
and gently and slowly guide it into his arse, stretching his ring
slowly. Not such a problem with his son who was bent, facing his dad with
Karl already well into him and fucking him quite hard. Jeremy kissed his
dad as softly as the hard fucking would allow and as Kevin concentrated on
holding Jeremy's chin with his fingers to steady his mouth, Simon's
impatience made him make one final push forcing his whole cock into Kevin.

"Fuckin' Hell," he said in a very English accent then quickly muttered a
few German swearwords before Jeremy could question his sudden Englishness.

Simon muttered over and over again, "Oh my God, Oh my God," as the smooth
tight tunnel of Kevin's arse enveloped his cock and gripped it's entire
length as he started to really get fucking. Kevin used his hands to grip
Simon's hips behind him holding his body tightly to his to make it seem as
one.

There was a sudden cursing as Karl's excitement ruined his involvement as
he shot his load into Jeremy's arse. He uttered apologies but said he had
been just too excited.

"Forgive me," he said donning his clothes as he slid out of the cubicle. It
took all his efforts to push back the audience who were grouped outside the
door trying hard to seeing the dark and also trying to get in.

Kevin was having none of it and firmly locked the door while still impaled
on Simon's cock. Jeremy then offered his cock to Kevin's mouth and started
to face fuck him. After a few moments he pulled out, grabbed a condom from
the bowl on the shelf and stretched it on to Kevin.

"Fuck me," he said.

Kevin stood, with Simon still attached and Jeremy slid himself back on to
Kevin's cock. The fucking began with Kevin pushing back on to Simon and
forward into Jeremy. The rhythm worked really well and it wasn't too long
before Simon announced he was going to cum if he didn't stop.  "Can I taste
you both?" asked Kevin.

Both boys stood, with Kevin lying back on the bench and gently stroked
their cocks as Kevin wanked his. When Simon came, his thin, warm fluid shot
out like a hosepipe and splattered rather than sprayed his face. Warm
splashes hit Kevin's face and neck in copious quantity and as he was just
trying to get some in his mouth, a second eruption coated him from the
other side. Kevin managed to cover the head of Simon's cock and finish the
last few dollops before sucking Jeremy too and cumming on his own belly.

All three were sweltered and Kevin was awash with cum. The boys kindly
ripped some paper towelling and helped him remove the worst of it. Kevin
carefully wiped around his sodden moustache ensuring that it stayed in
place.

As they dressed the boys talked enthusiastically about the session. In
their excitement to plan the initial meeting they had made no further plans
and were suddenly aware of this fact.

"Can't we meet somewhere so that I can see what you look like?" asked
Jeremy.

"Maybe," he said, knowing that he couldn't. "Let's e-mail during the week
and we'll discuss the next session before Simon goes home to England."

The boys left, fighting their way through desperate, groping hands as they
left. When Kevin eventually left he heard a few comments about him being a
"lucky bastard." Of course luck didn't really come into it at this stage.

Waiting, as usual, Kevin left the darkroom shortly afterwards and said his
goodbyes to Karl who was talking to someone with a self-satisfied look on
his face. Kevin left by the side door and made his way back to Karl's on
his own to clean up and change into normal clothes before heading on
home. He was back before either of the boys returned and he went to bed,
still feeling his usual guilty self after these events.

Back at the bar, Karl was bursting with enthusiasm. After all he had just
fucked his best friend's son. The guy he was talking to enquired as to the
source of his exuberance and Karl felt he had to tell someone, so he did.

On the Monday, Kevin in his guise as Bruno made arrangements with Jeremy to
meet both him and Simon again the following Sunday but when he returned
home as Kevin that night, he was informed by Jeremy that Simon's parents
were going back to Britain from Hong Kong a week early and Simon was keen
to see them so had booked an earlier flight home to be with them. Jeremy
was putting on a brave face but Kevin sensed his pal, was a bit more than
just a friend and he was quite upset that he was leaving.

On Tuesday at work, Kevin's Hotmail account had a message, as he expected,
from Jeremy, telling him that he would be alone on the Sunday and not with
Simon. Kevin certainly was going to miss that enormous cock going back
inside him but Jeremy said he would be happy to "fuck his brains out." The
remainder of the week had Jeremy and "Bruno" discussing in details what was
going to happen in the privacy of a private booth in the darkroom the
following Sunday.

Kevin was aware after Simon's return home on the Thursday, that Jeremy was
sullen and withdrawn. He was also aware that that Jeremy's meeting with
Bruno was important in keeping his libido going and Kevin was looking
forward to a really hard session, without Karl this time.

When Sunday came Kevin walked into the bar as usual to be met with a
surprisingly busy crowd. It was the most people he had seen in the bar this
early in all the time he had been coming. He also had the distinct feeling
they were looking at him but shrugged it off when Karl said he was
imagining things. Kevin had a sinking feeling when he went to the darkroom
to find it was also busy even though no one seemed to be doing
anything. They were just standing around. He fought his way to his
favourite corner and waited. He could just make out the entrance in the
dark though he had to focus hard with the movement outside his little
area. He saw Jeremy working his way through the crowd and virtually
fighting his way over to the corner.

Once Jeremy realised he was beside Bruno, he whispered, "What's happening?"

"I've no idea," said Bruno, "but let's make our way to a booth."

Every booth, though not actually occupied, had someone standing just inside
and blocking the entrance. The two guys tried them all but couldn't get
into any of them. No one was having sex and all were just standing around,
some feeling their crotches and some openly wanking exposed cocks.

"What can we do?" whispered Bruno.

"We can cancel the sex or we can use the open public area," said Jeremy
nodding to a surprisingly quiet part of the darkroom area with a padded
bench in the middle.

"I can't subject you to that," said Bruno.

"What if I said it would turn me on?" said Jeremy.

There had to be around thirty to forty people in the darkroom and Bruno was
a little nervous but Jeremy with the lack of caution that only an
inexperienced, horny teenager can have, took his hand and lead him through
the throng to the bench. He started to kiss Bruno and caress his crotch and
the crowd slowly closed around leaving them just enough room for their
action.

Jeremy whispered," This is making me so fucking horny. I'm going to fuck
your brains out and everyone's going to see."

He took complete control and stripped Bruno out of all his clothes until he
was naked apart from his shoes and socks. He licked him, sucked him, kissed
his nipples and then took his cock in his mouth. There was enough light for
the audience to see the action though the light distorted features. Soon
Jeremy was stripped too and his hard cock stuck outwards and upwards as
Kevin/Bruno dropped to suck it. The foreskin was already soaked with precum
and Kevin slurped, pulling the foreskin back to expose the head before
engulfing it with his mouth. Jeremy was becoming loud.

"Yea suck me, suck my cock," he shouted, obviously enjoying his role as
porn stud. "I'm going to fuck your arse until you're raw!"

Kevin heard a murmur of agreement from the assembled audience the from
somewhere at the back in German, he heard someone say, "Yea that's it, fuck
your Daddy!"

Kevin froze.

After a few seconds, he decided that it was just a phrase, after all the
word "Daddy" is often used when a younger guy has an older guy.

Jeremy had turned Kevin around and had him bent over the bench. He spread
Kevin's buttocks and delved his tongue in to lubricate. All around, pants
were halfway down and cocks were being wanked. Jeremy made a really messy,
slurping job of Kevin's arse, giving a vocal commentary when he could of
what he was experiencing.

"God you're so tight. My tongue feels so good in your hole. I can't wait to
screw your arse!"

Another voice said, in English this time, "Go on let's see you fuck your
Daddy."

Jeremy, obviously believing this was some kind of role-play, joined in the
fun and started to address Kevin as "Daddy," presumable because he thought
this is what his audience wanted to hear.

"Right Daddy, I'm going to fuck you now, are you ready?"

A terrified Kevin grunted a "yes."

He felt the cold lube spread on his hole and the exposed moment when Jeremy
stood up to stretch a condom over his cock. This was followed by the
pressure of Jeremy's cockhead against his hole and the gentle pushing to
open the ring to allow access.

"Oh Daddy, that feels so good," said Jeremy. "Take my big cock all the
way."

His cock slid into Kevin with little resistance and Jeremy started to fuck,
referring to "Daddy" as he went. As he fucked, all Hell let loose and hands
started to paw them both. Kevin could feel hands between his legs, gripping
Jeremy's cock and feeling its progress in and out of his hole. Fingers
joined Jeremy's organ as it pushed. Someone straddled the bench and offered
his cock to Kevin and Kevin accepted. He was sure many hands would be
stroking Jeremy behind him and judging from his frantic groaning, Jeremy
was enjoying the attention.

Kevin could feel the warm splashes as members of the surrounding group
couldn't contain themselves and warm splashes of cum were gently splatting
on his back. At first it was just the odd spray as guys couldn't quite aim
away but as the fucking became intense, the volume increased until Kevin
could feel it running down his back and side.

Jeremy had a firm grip on Kevin's hips as he thrust his cock fully into
Kevin. Kevin turned slightly to see what was happening and saw two guys
taking turns to kiss him. In the gloom behind, Kevin was aware that someone
looked like they were fucking Jeremy as he fucked Kevin.

"I'm going to cum in your arse, Daddy," said Jeremy as he thrust one final
hard push into Kevin and he felt the blood course into Jeremy's cock as his
cum disgorged into the condom.

That released a deluge of cum and as Kevin turned to see what was happening
his face and neck were sprayed from all directions as others tried to
coincide with Jeremy's orgasm. When Jeremy pulled out, Kevin turned and a
tall bearded guy dropped to his knees and engulfed Kevin's cock quickly and
expertly bringing him to a swift and copious orgasm in the guy's mouth.

Once again, as the crowd dispersed, Jeremy thoughtfully ripped kitchen
towel and helped Kevin mop up. No reference was made to "Daddy," and the
only comment he made in the ensuing silence was, "That was fucking
awesome."

They quietly dressed and Jeremy was ready first so he said to Kevin, "I'll
e-mail you," and left.

When Kevin came out into an already much quieter bar, Karl was standing
sheepishly in the corner.

"You told someone who he was, didn't you?  Kevin asked.

"Just one person," said Karl.

"Just one person with a lot of friends," said Kevin angrily. "That could
have ruined everything, don't you realise."

Kevin was really angry as he left and went back to change at the flat
before heading home. Jeremy was already in bed.

When Kevin returned from work the following night, Jeremy was sitting in
the lounge, "Dad, I don't want to upset you but I want to go back to the UK
for the rest of the holidays"

"This is a bit sudden isn't it?" said Kevin. "Where would you stay?"

"Simon's parents have said I could stay there."

"But why, Jeremy, is something wrong," asked Kevin.

"I'm kinda missing Simon," he replied and then burst into tears.

As Kevin comforted him, Jeremy confessed that he was gay and Simon was, in
fact, his lover. Kevin was thankful his wife and daughter were not at
home. Simon's words were pouring out now saying how he had met someone here
in Berlin and he thought it would take his mind off Simon but it hadn't. He
said it had made him miss him all the more.

Kevin, of course, said that whether he was gay or not he would still love
him (conveniently missing out that he already had, in more ways than
one). When Simon calmed down, Kevin suggested they make up another excuse
for Jeremy's return for his mother and they decided that they would say
that Simon's parents wanted the boys to join them on a holiday in Scotland.

In some ways, as Kevin said goodbye to his son on the Friday morning, and
Bruno had already said his goodbyes through the internet, he was secretly
glad that the episode had been forced to finish without Jeremy being any
the wiser. He also felt much closer to him knowing both him and his
partner, more intimately than they could ever have known.

Of course, Sunday was only two days away!!


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