Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2011 16:06:57 -0500
From: raswain <mnhowler@aol.com>
Subject: DILTF--Chapter 6

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sexual fantasy situations and graphic sexual situations between adult
men. Some of the things depicted here may be considered unsafe sex or
taboo. These acts are in the context of a fictional story and not
recommended in real life. Always play safe. By reading further you are
accepting this as natural behavior, and claiming to be of legal age to
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DILTF – Chapter 6 – Craig's Story

By R. A. Swain

Craig Asher pulled into his driveway. The day had been in the high
nineties, and the evening didn't promise to be any better. He got out of
his car and stretched. His blue dress shirt had been unbuttoned since he
left his office, his hairy chest cooled by a slight warm breeze. If he
dared he would've stripped off his pants and driven home in just his
boxers. He saw his son, Don, sitting with their neighbor on his porch. They
waved to him. He walked across the lawn to greet them.

"Hi son, hello Tom," he greeted his son and his neighbor.

Tom Woodward nodded. "Hello Craig. How's the work world?"

"Miserable. Wish I were retired like you, sitting around, relaxing," Craig
said.

"Yeah, I've got it easy," Tom said. "Lucky I had some help today from your
son."

"Oh yeah? Don, that was nice of you," Craig said. "It sure is hot out." He
stripped off his shirt, matching his son and neighbor bare-chested in the
evening heat. "I think I'll take a dip in the pool. You guys wanna join
me?"

Don nodded. "Sure dad."

"Just let me get a suit," Tom said.

Craig flashed a smiled. "We don't need no stinkin' suits," he said, mocking
an old movie line.

"Seriously?" Don asked.

"It's just us guys tonight," Craig said. "Your mom called me earlier. She's
going to be in the city overnight with your aunt."

"I'm up for it," Tom said.

"Me too," Don added.

The three men crossed the lawn back to the Asher's yard and around the back
to the pool. Craig tossed his shirt on a lounge chair, toed off his loafers
and shed his slacks. He stood in his boxers in front of his son and his
neighbor and sat down to remove his socks. "Am I the only one stripping
here?" he asked.

Tom and Don stood looking at the 43 year-old man admiring his body; his
chest covered in dark curly fur, with a trail running down his stomach and
disappearing into his boxers, and his muscular furry legs. Tom and Don were
distracted by his clearing throat.

"Huh? Oh yeah," Tom said. He opened his cargo shorts as he toed off his
sneakers and let the shorts drop to his ankles, revealing his lack of
underwear.

"We're wearing less than you," Don said. He slipped his cargo shorts down
revealing to his father that he too was freeballing. "We're ready."

Craig stood up again and tugged his boxers down revealing his hairy crotch
and semi-fluffed cock to his son and his neighbor. He smiled, bounced on
his heels a bit and then ran toward the pool. He leapt into a cannonball
into the deep end. "Come on guys!"

Don and Tom joined him in the pool, splashing and swimming about for a few
minutes. The three men laughed and splashed each other. Don dunked his
father, or attempted to dunk him, wrestling with him a bit, feeling his
cock rub against Craig's hairy ass a few times before Craig could shake him
off. He felt his dad's cock press against his ass as Craig wrestled him and
dunked him.

Finally Craig got out of the pool. "Who wants a beer?" he asked.

"I do," Don said.

"I'll take one," Tom replied.

Craig disappeared in the house and returned with several beers. "No sense
in running back and forth." He doled out the beers and straddled a lounge
chair, sinking back with his legs hanging over either side.

"So what did you help Mr. Woodward with?" Craig asked Don.

Don choked a bit on his beer. "Um, just some stuff."

"Like you helped me last week," Tom said to Craig.

Don looked from his dad to his neighbor. "You helped Mr. Woodward last
week?"

Craig looked at his son. "Oh yeah. Tom needed some help with some wood."

Don narrowed his eyes. "Huh?"

"Yes," Tom said. "I needed help with my wood, and your dad was more than
willing to help me handle it."

Don glanced back and forth between his dad and their
neighbor. "Again. Huh?"

Craig laughed. "I helped Tom the same way you helped him this afternoon. He
called me and told me how you helped him. He and I talked about it several
times, and he just took the opportunity when it arose, so to speak."

Don sat with his mouth open in shock. "You—you planned that?" he finally
asked.

"Yes," Tom said. "Well, not exactly. You see, your dad caught me jerking
off one night in my back yard, and he joined me. After that we started
talking about it, and how he had caught you jerking off a few times when
you were a teen. We joked about getting you to jerk off in front of me, and
I just took the idea from there. When I saw the opportunity I took it."

Don just shook his head. "You and my dad mess around the way we did?"

Tom nodded, and Don looked at Craig. "Dad? Really?"

Craig nodded. "Yes, we play around. Are you shocked?"

"A little bit, yes." Don shook his head. "Damn. If I had known you were
open to this back last summer I would've been messing around with you after
I caught you jerking off."

"When did you catch me jerking off?" Craig asked.

"In my first summer home from college, it was late around 3 AM. I went down
to the den and before I walked in I heard the TV. I snuck in slowly and saw
you sitting on the couch with you boxers down, watching some softcore thing
and jerking off. I backed out quietly, after watching you shoot an
impressive load," Don explained.

Craig sat in awe. "Wow. I never knew."

"Well now you do, and I know about you and Tom. Now what are we gonna do
about it?" Don asked.

Craig leaned back, his cock fluffing up a bit. He ran a hand over his chest
and down his stomach to his growing cock. He took it in his hand and began
stroking it in front of his son and neighbor. "How's this for a start?"

Don sat up in his chair and grabbed his cock and began stroking
himself. "This is good," he said.

"Yeah, it is," Tom said. He sat up stroking his own cock.

Don and Craig sat watching each other jerk off. Finally Don stood up and
walked over to his father's lounge chair. He nodded for Craig to stand
up. When he did, Don reached out and took hold of his dad's cock and began
stroking him. Craig reached for Don's cock and reciprocated. He paused when
his hand touched his son's cock. He ran his fingers over it and caressed
it, marveling at how it felt, realizing he was jerking his son off. Don
seemed to do the same to his father, feeling how hard and hot his dad's
cock felt in his hand. He ran his fingers through his dad's pubic hair and
around his balls, tugging on them as he leaned in and pressed his mouth
against Craig's.

Craig pulled Don closer until their bodies were pressed together and he
felt their cocks pressed together, and their balls slap against each
other. Tom sat back and stroked while watching the father and son rub their
cocks together.  He stood up and stepped over to them.

Don broke their kiss and looked down at Tom's wide hard cock. He gestured
down, and Craig smiled. He and Don sank to their knees in front of Tom and
began working the older man's cock with their mouths. Tom thrust his cock
between their lips. "Yeah, suck my cock!"

Don and Craig did just as Tom asked, taking turns sucking off their
neighbor. Finally Don leaned back, looked down at his dad's cock and leaned
in taking the long curved shaft into his mouth. Craig looked down at his
son sucking his cock and leaned down until his mouth was even with Don's
cock. He leaned his head forward and took his son's cock in his mouth
reciprocating the head he was getting.

Tom sat back down watching the father and son again. He really enjoyed
watching Don work his father's cock, and enjoyed how much Craig seemed to
enjoy getting head from his son. The two men glanced up at Tom sitting on
the chair above them. Don nodded to Craig and they stood up, their cocks
bobbing in his face. Tom reached out and grasped both cocks stroking
them. Don and Craig pushed their cocks closer to Tom's face and he opened
his mouth, taking first Craig's hot soft tip in his mouth, then switched to
Don's cock.

The father and son thrust their cocks into Tom's mouth. He managed to take
both tips into his mouth, running his tongue between the tips and tickling
their piss slits. He ran his tongue down the curved underside of Craig's
cock to his balls and buried his face in the other man's crotch, then he
switched to Don's crotch and began working the college boy's cock. Tom
leaned back as he watched Don and Craig grab each other's cocks and stroke
them again.

"Yeah, jerk those cocks," he said.

Craig rapidly pumped his son's cock with Don matching his father's moves
stroking Craig's cock. The father and son stroked each other's and Don
stepped up to reposition himself against his dad's body, pressing his cock
against his father's. He took both cocks in his hand again and stroked
them. "Come for me dad. Come."

Craig felt his cock rubbing against his son's, and their balls rubbing
together. He moaned as Don pressed his mouth against his and his tongue in
his father's mouth and ground his hips. Craig shuddered.

"I'm gonna come."

"Do it," Tom and Don both said.

Craig closed his eyes, leaned back and let his son jerk him off until he
blasted a steam of cum up his stomach and chest, followed by another and
another. Don felt his dad's jizz splatter down on his fist and his own cock
and he blew his load, coating his dad's cock in his own jizz. "Yes!" Don
said. "Oh yes!"

Craig ground his cum covered cock against his son's and turned to
Tom. "Your turn," he said. He grasped Tom's cock and began stroking him in
earnest. Don leaned in and stuck his tongue in Tom's mouth and Tom felt his
jizz shoot from his cock on Craig's hand and cock. All three men stood
coated in each other's cum.

"Wow!" Tom said. "That was hot to watch you two together."

"There'll be more," Don said. "Definitely I want more of you dad."

Craig smiled. "I want more of you too, son."

End Chapter 6

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