Date: Sat, 17 Dec 2005 14:00:11 EST
From: Yataala@aol.com
Subject: Full Service

Full Service
By Gungadick


We do not always find what we seek, and yet, some times, we find much more
than expected.

 I was recently divorced and being older than the average dating pool
member, I was finding it difficult to find someone willing to dally away
the hours with me. I'd had several unimpressive dates from an online dating
service and was becoming disenchanted with that process. They were lovely
ladies, but not my type. I, to be honest, wanted something raunchy. Someone
who would jump my bones on the first date. I wasn't looking for a long term
relationship. I was looking for sex.

 I thought about listing an ad in the local tabloid, but decided I'd had it
with blind matchmaking.

 I was sitting at home one evening and remembered the times when I used to
visit a local adult theatre. My marriage was suffering and I had wanted a
little excitement. I had not known what to expect, but what I encountered
was not what I had imagined. It was a dimly lit theatre with shabby
seats. A number of the seats were broken and had never been repaired. The
floor was sticky from lord knows what. My first impulse had been to turn
around and leave, but I figured I had paid my money so I stayed.

 I stood in the entry for a few minutes while my eyes adjusted. There were
a couple of other guys doing the same thing. I looked around as my eyes
adjusted and saw that there were quite a few other people there. It was an
old theatre house that had closed after the multi-plexes opened and someone
had bought it and turned it into a porn theatre; so, it was a large room
with slanted floor and velvet curtains on the walls, etc. I noticed that
the back rows were all full and that the number of people per row dwindled
as they neared the front of the house.

 I was trying to decide where to sit as I looked around. I was taken aback
when I realized that the person in the seat nearest to where I was standing
had his cock out and was waggling it at me. I looked around with a keener
interest and realized that there were quite a number of hard cocks being
stroked.  In the second row down a young black man was getting his cock
sucked by an older Asian man. I felt myself getting hard as I watched the
old guy bobbing up and down on the shiny ebony shaft. The black man, who
was no older than twenty, stared back at me and smiled.

 Just as I'd decided to move, the guy standing in front of me reached
behind him and felt my crotch. His fingers probed the bulge in my pants and
he turned sideways and looked at me. He was an average looking man. He
looked like he had come from his office. He wore black slacks and had on a
button down shirt with no tie. He had pale watery eyes behind horn-rimmed
glasses. His fingers grew a little more insistent as he pressed hard into
me.

 "Nice," he whispered as he leaned forward slightly.

 "Thanks," I whispered back and felt like an idiot for saying it.

 This was all a little surreal, but I found myself very excited. The
evening progressed from there. The guy fondling me wound up sucking me off
while I stood there with a number of people looking on. I left as soon as
he was done.  I was feeling antsy about what had happened and more than a
little paranoid.  But, it wasn't enough to stop me from going back a month
later. I soon became a regular there. I learned to reciprocate and found
that I didn't mind sucking another man's cock. I actually found it
arousing.

 My sexual adventures took off from there. I was soon seeking out glory
holes and going to adult book stores, that had video booths, as well.
Whenever I traveled, I would grab the yellow pages and look up Adult Book
Stores or Adult Theatres.  I even stopped at freeway rest stops and usually
hung around for a short while to see if there was any action going on. I
was getting more sexual relief than I had ever had when married and it was
exciting to me as well.

 Then, after doing this for a few years, my wife and I decided to call it
quits. Soon thereafter, I met another woman and we hit it off. I decided to
curtail my adventures and since she was a dynamo in bed, I also had no need
for it, but I would often think back on those occasions and found they
still aroused me.

 This marriage lasted seven years and then it too went into the tank.  We
argued endlessly and I finally moved out, of my house, because I thought
sure that I would kill my wife during some angry confrontation. I moved
into a small rental near the center of the city. It was a nice place and
was close to everything I could want. There was even an adult bookstore a
few blocks away. It had a number of video booths in the back which were in
an island arrangement with the hallway going all the way around it. There
had been some glory holes
 cut into the walls, but they had been covered over with small aluminum
squares.  I went a few times, but found it dull. I went to the old theatre
- fond memories driving me - and found that it had been closed down.

 I turned to the only thing left to me, the internet. I would surf the web,
looking for other than run of the mill sex sites. You can only look at
perfect teenage bodies for so long. I found that I was turned on by gay as
well as straight sites.  I joined a chat room in one of the sites that
dealt with gay encounters. I found that boring as well, but on one night I
got into a solo conversation with another guy and we seemed to have a lot
of interests in common. I spoke to him fairly often and then one day
realized that we lived in the same area. We were both a little reluctant
about being specific, but soon volunteered our locations. He lived about
fifteen miles away.

 We would talk a lot about sex of course and shared our exploits. His past
was a lot like mine. He had been married and had kids. He had found adult
book stores and glory holes when he was looking for sexual release as
well. He said he didn't mind sucking some guy's dick, but preferred to get
sucked off.  On one faithful afternoon, we were both on line and started
chatting. It was earlier than usual for us and I asked what he was
doing. He said he was looking to get off and was pretty horny. I jokingly
said that if he was near by that I would gladly suck him off and he jumped
on my statement as though it was a serious offer. I thought about it and
agreed. I told him if we felt uncomfortable after meeting then either one
of us could call it off. He said that was fine and volunteered that he
would not let me go away frustrated.

 I went off with his address on a scrap of paper and a lot of trepidation
in the back of my mind. I drove by his house once just to check the place
out.  It was a neat little ranch style home. There was a newer Subaru in
the driveway as well as a ten speed leaning against the garage door. I
wondered about his kids. He said that he shared custody, but never said
anything other than he had two boys and one girl. I steeled myself and
drove back and parked at the curb. I saw a curtain move as I approached and
figure he was checking me out. I walked up and ignored the door bell as I
rapped on the heavy wooden door. The door opened and I was pleasantly
surprised. He could have been my brother. We both had short cut brown hair
and goatees. We both stood about six feet. Neither of us was an athlete,
but we were both fairly trim. He wore glasses, which I don't. He stretched
out his hand and I shook it. I could tell he was apprehensive.

 I entered the house and he led me to the living room. The house was a
little neater than mine, but looked lived in. There was a game player
hooked up to the television and a DVD rack next to it held a number of
Disney videos.  Those were the only signs that kids sometimes lived
there. He invited me to sit and asked if I wanted something to drink. I
told him I was fine. I wondered if I should just come out and ask him to
whip out his dick or what. His apprehension was making me a little antsy
and I was starting to think we should just get it over with and then I
could get out of there. What he said next took
 me by surprise.

 "My son's here," he told me, nodding towards a hallway. "He biked over a
little while ago."

 "I see," I told him, realizing why he was acting slightly nervous. "I can
go if you want."

 "No, no," he said quickly, "please stay. It's.. it's just..uh.."

 His hemming and hawing were irritating. I wished he would just spit it
out, which is apparently what he decided on doing.

 "He wants to watch," he finally said and looked down at the floor.

 I stood there mute. It took a moment to digest what he had just said.  I
tried to imagine what possible conversation had passed between he and his
son.  How did his son find out that I was coming here to suck his dad off?
How did his watching that occur ever come up in conversation? I tried to
imagine watching my father getting a blow job, but couldn't. I had two
daughters, who lived with their mom, but I couldn't even come close to
imagining them watching me do anything sexual at all; even with a woman.

 I guess my silence had stretched a little too long. He stood up from the
sofa and extended a hand.

 "Maybe some other time?" He asked.

 "Sorry," I said to him, "I didn't mean to seem unwilling. I was just
trying to digest what you just asked. You can't even begin to imagine what
was going through my mind."

 I guess my chuckling put him at ease.

 "You have no idea how strange this all is to me as well," he told me.

 "Have you done this before?" I asked him.

 "No!" He exclaimed. "I haven't even ever had some one come over to fool
around."

 "You mind my asking how this came about?" I pressed.

 "Well," he said with a guilty smile. "Jesse and I are pretty open about
everything.  We've never done anything, but he's seen some of the sites I
go on and he's been pretty inquisitive. He's seen me jerking off and I've
seen him jerk off."

 He went on to tell me that his son had arrived while he was speaking to me
on the phone and his son had picked up on what was supposed to happen. His
father was going to call me back and cancel, but hesitated when his son had
said, "Man! I'd like to see that!"

 Well, to make a long story short. Mike, the father, had let his
imagination take over and volunteered to let his son do exactly that. Mike
told me that he was now feeling really weird and didn't know if he could go
through with it. I thought about it and suddenly found that I was getting
aroused with the thought of having this boy watch me suck his dad off and
possibly his dad sucking me off.

 "How old is he?" I asked, realizing I didn't know.

 "Oh!" Mike said, "he's uh...thirteen. Just a sec."

 It was then that he yelled out Jesse's name. We both looked at the entry
to the hallway. I heard a cough and a shuffling of feet. Then, Jesse came
into the room. He gave me a quick glance and then looked down at the
floor. His face turned a bright pink. He was a geeky looking little guy. He
was only about five feet tall and skinny. He wore glasses as well. He had
on a new pair of jeans and a black and yellow striped polo shirt. His brown
hair was cut short; almost a military style. He walked up and stood next to
his father as though seeking comfort from his closeness. I found it hard to
imagine this kid talking to his father about sex. He seemed shy and
withdrawn. I had expected some brash jock.

 "Say hello to Frank, Jess," Mike prompted him.

 "Uh..hello," he half whispered. He was extremely nervous.

 I took a step forward and extended my hand. He glanced up quickly and then
stretched his arm out. I grasped his hand and pumped a couple of times. I
looked him up and down and my eyes stopped at his crotch. He had a very
pronounced bulge there. He was sporting some wood in anticipation of the
festivities.  I smiled inwardly.

 "How are you, Jesse?" I asked, not letting go of his hand.

 "Okay," he responded and then forced himself to look up. His eyes were
bright with excitement. It was the first indication, other than his hard
on, that indicated his knowledge of why I was there.

 Mike told us to sit and he and Jesse sat side by side on the sofa while I
took and adjoining stuffed chair. No one spoke for a moment. We all waited
for someone else to speak first. I was surprised when Jesse broke the
ice. There was more gumption there than met the eye.

 "You really going to suck my dad?" He asked.

 I saw Mike's mouth open and close as he thought about reprimanding his
son, but he stopped when he saw I wasn't offended.

 "That's the plan, Jesse," I told the youngster. "I'm hoping that your dad
returns the favor too."

 Jesse looked at his father with mouth agape and then turned back to study
my face.

 "Have you ever sucked someone off, Jesse?" I asked him.

 "Uh un," He answered quickly, shaking his head.

 "Not even one of your buddies?"

 "Nah," he answered frankly. "Me and Tony jerk off some times, but that's
all."

 The conversation developed slowly from there. It turned to sex between
males and females and then to sex on the internet. It seemed that Mike did
not restrict his surfing and that is how young Jesse had become interested
in sex.  He said he was too afraid to do more than mutually jerk off with
his young buddy, but he really wanted to experiment. The conversation had
gotten to me and I was sporting a hard cock. I had been stroking the
outline of my cock while we spoke and I realized that Jesse and Mike were
both staring at what I was doing. I could tell that they were both hard as
well. Jesse's pants stuck straight out and Mike's cock extended down his
pants leg.

 Without warning, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. Jesse's eyes
almost popped out of his head and Mike stared hungrily. I wondered about
his statement of not being an avid cocksucker. He looked more than
interested. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. He reached for his
zipper in turn and then pulled his cock out. Jesse was at a loss as to
which cock to look at. My cock was fat and uncut. The foreskin was pulling
back slightly and the tip of my cock head could be seen drooling some
precum. Mike's cock was slender and cut. His was shorter than mine and it
was leaking as well. We both slowly stroked our cocks and watched each
other do so.

 "Wow!" Jesse said, stretching the word out slowly.

 He decided he would watch my cock. His eyes fixed on my member as I slowly
stroked it. His mouth was opened slightly and his tongue poked out
occasionally as he moistened his lips. He had reached down and was pressing
on his own hard cock. I slid down in my seat slightly, which made my cock
stick up even more. I looked Jesse in the eye and then looked down at the
bulge in his pants. He got the message and looked at his dad to see if it
was okay. Mike nodded and Jesse quickly unzipped his pants as well. His
smaller cock stood up hard and proud. He was cut and his cock was only as
thick as my thumb, but it was almost as long as Mike's. Jesse placed a hand
around his cock and he started pumping as well. He groaned at the feeling
of his own hand and looked up at me and smiled. It was the smile of a
youngster having a good time. Like when they smile at you from a bumper car
or some other ride. His eyes returned to my cock as he continued to fondle
himself.

 I glanced at the living room window and saw that the blinds were half
closed and that no one could see in. I stood and kicked off my shoes; then
unbuckled my belt and pulled off my pants and briefs. I stood there half
naked with my cock pointing at the two on the sofa. Jesse gasped and his
hand moved a little faster. Mike stood up then and removed all of his
clothes. I moved up to him and reached out for his cock. His hand sought
mine out. We fondled each other. Sizing each other up and hefting our
respective meats.

 "Cool," Jesse hissed as he watched our actions.

 I figured I'd give him a thrill and I went down on to my knees. I stroked
Mike's hard cock and then plunged my mouth onto it. Mike groaned loudly and
pushed his groin into my face. I had no trouble taking him all the way in.
His cock head slid into my throat. I pulled back and let his cock slide
almost all the way out. I wanted Jesse to get a good look at his father's
saliva coated cock. I heard rustling and Jesse moved closer to us. His head
almost touched his father's thigh.

 I moved slowly, sliding my head onto his cock and then pulling back.  Mike
rested his hands on top of my head, but he wasn't guiding me in any way. I
could hear the slap of Jesse's hand as he rapidly stroked his young, hard
cock.  I pulled off of Mike's cock and told him to sit back down. He sat
and moved forward on the sofa so that his ass was on the edge and presented
his cock to me. Jesse was in a fever. His eyes shown with excitement and
his hand was a blur.

 I reached out then and caught his arm. His face looked up from his
father's cock and he frowned at me. I smiled at him and told him to slow
down; that he would enjoy it more. I acted on impulse then and leaned over
to suck in his hard teenage cock. I could feel Jesse's body tighten up in
surprise. I think he almost jumped up, but my head was in the way.

 "Uh...uh...," he moaned as I sucked his cock.

 I didn't want him to cum right away so I pulled off after a dozen strokes.
I held on to his throbbing member and looked him in the eye.

 "Does that feel good?" I asked him.

 All he could do was nod and mutter, `uh huh.'

 I turned back to Mike's cock, which was bobbing up and down because he was
chuckling at Jesse's reaction. I took his cock back into my mouth and
sucked him in earnest. I could see Jesse out of the corner of my eye. He no
longer played with his cock. He watched me avidly and awaited his turn. It
didn't take long for Mike to blow his load. He thrust up into my mouth as
he groaned loudly and spurts of cum splashed against the back of my mouth.
I didn't stop my motions as I swallowed his load and after a minute he
pulled me away from his sensitive cock head. He smiled down at me.

 "Fuck that was good!" He exclaimed and quickly looked aside to his son,
but Jesse didn't react to the F word.

 I looked at Jesse. He looked from his father's limp, wet cock to my face.
His eyes searched mine to read my intentions. I almost laughed at the look
on his face. He was afraid that I wouldn't suck him off as well. I shuffled
from between Mike's legs and pulled Jesse's apart. A smile appeared on his
face and looked eagerly down at his rampant cock. I reached out and circled
my right hand around it. It was hard and hot. A jot of fluid squeezed out
of the small opening as I stroked upwards.

 "What do you want me to do, Jesse?" I asked him.

 I knew what he wanted and he knew that I knew. He also knew why I was
asking. I wanted him to say it out loud.

 "I want you to suck it?" He said timidly.

 "Suck what?" I asked a little loudly.

 "I want you to suck my cock," he said then and glanced at his father.

 Mike fondled his limp cock; flipping it side to side and watched his son
get his first blow job.

 I slid his cock into my mouth and went all the way down to the zipper. I
pulled back then and reached for the button at his waist. We struggled
slightly, but finally got his pants and underwear off. His legs were thin
and showed little muscle tone. He had a larger set of balls than his
father. They looked out of place in between those skinny legs. I gathered
them in one hand and gently fondled them as I took his hard cock back into
my mouth. I wasted no time and bobbed up and down rapidly. I wanted him to
cum quickly and he did. In less than a minute he let out a loud barking
shout and pushed his pelvis up off the sofa. He grabbed the back of my head
and held on tightly as he tried to shove his whole body into my mouth. He
moaned; and groaned; and hissed; and made a whole bunch off unintelligible
sounds as his young cum shot into my mouth and throat. He had an amazing
capacity and he flooded my mouth with his young sweet cum. I swallowed
quickly and continued to nurse on his softening cock.

 I finally pulled off and looked up at Jesse. His eyes were closed and his
head was bent back resting on the sofa back.

 "Fuck that was hot," Mike said.

 I looked at him and saw that his cock was as hard as if had been before I
had sucked him off.  He was stroking it and looking at his son's limp dick.
Jesse's cock glistened with my saliva and lie on his thigh like a dead
fish.

 I stood up then and my hard cock came with me. A strand of precum
stretched from the tip and dangled almost to the floor. Mike scooted
forward quickly and sucked the strand and my cock into his mouth. Jesse had
opened his eyes when I stood and now he watched in awe as his father
serviced my cock.  Despite Mike's earlier statement, he seemed to really
enjoy what he did. He sucked and licked my cock and balls. He stroked my
cock and watched as the foreskin moved back and forth. If a drop of precum
appeared, he licked it off quickly.  He took me all the way in and I felt
my cock slide down his throat with ease.  I enjoyed the feeling and my
knees trembled.

 I looked at Jesse and his cock was already hard. It stood untouched as he
eagerly watched his father's actions. I wondered at his proclivity and I
slowly pulled away from Mike. I twisted and hung my cock in front of
Jesse. He jerked away at first then moved forward again. He looked at his
father and Mike nodded to him. He looked up at me then and reached out to
grasp my moist, hard member. He held my cock in wonder. He moved it up and
down and then side to side. He studied every inch of it. He reached out
with his other hand and hefted my ball sack. His touch was delicate and
caused me to moan in pleasure.  He looked up quickly to make sure he hadn't
done something wrong and smiled back at me. He kept his eyes on mine as he
slowly moved his mouth towards my cock. His eyes closed as my cock head
slid into his mouth. It took him a minute before he got used to having me
in his mouth and then he settled down to the job. He swallowed often
because he produced a lot of saliva. His tongue played along the ridge of
my cock head and it felt amazing. I placed my hands on both sides of his
face and showed him the rhythm I liked. He caught on quickly.

 I didn't last very long. I think it was because of the erotic situation.
Mike sat there rapidly stoking his cock as he watched his thirteen year old
son suck on my hard, fat cock. He had a look of excitement on his face and
his breathing was rapid.

 I felt the surge in my groin and knew I was about to cum. I thought about
pulling back, but decided to let it fly. My legs shook and I arched my back
as the ecstasy struck. My cock throbbed and swelled as it shot out it's
load. I hadn't moaned that loudly since I was Jesse's age. I held on to
Jesse's head and pumped my load down his throat. I could tell I was coming
in buckets and he had saliva and cum pooling out the corners of his mouth
and running down to the point of his chin.

 I heard someone else groan and looked over just as Mike's second load
spurted out of his cock. It arched up and then landed on his belly. His
eyes were fixed on his son's face. I pulled my cock out of Jesse's mouth
and stepped back before falling into my seat. Jesse sat there, glassy eyed,
with a large white glob dangling from his chin. His mouth was still opened
and he stared fixedly at my cock. It was as if I had taken away his
favorite toy.

 "Man!" I exclaimed, "that was amazing."

 "Fuck yeah!" Mike said as he too lie back in exhaustion.

 We both looked at Jesse and he finally stirred.

 "You okay, Jesse?" I asked him

 "Uh huh," he nodded then looked up at me and smiled.

 "That was cool," he said and looked with glee at his father.

 I could tell what both of them were thinking. There would be some cock
sucking going on in the near future. I just hoped that I would be involved.

 The End