Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2013 15:28:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gustav Rennick <gustavrennick@yahoo.com>
Subject: Good Fortune Part 7

From Part 6

"God, yeah, fuck me, daddy. Fuck me hard."

And I did. I managed to hold off until I heard my wife's car drive up. Then
with a might shove I allowed myself to blow my load up my cute little son's
cute little ass. He came a virtually the same time, coating my chest with
his load.

I gently pulled out of his tight ass, kissed him deeply and took off for
the shower.

When I entered the kitchen later my wife noticed I was wet from the shower,
"Been working out, dear?" she asked.

"You bet, one of the best workouts ever."


Good Fortune Part 7


After that multiple client day, Geoff showed more restraint in booking
clients, limiting it to one at a time, except with Jon and Stu who liked to
come together [no pun intended], and frequently with both Garrett and me
together. Young Steve and shy Masood both made use of my services over the
next couple of weeks.  And twice Richard and Ryan booked a session for the
four of us to practice incest together.

I truly loved this new part of my life, being a cheap whore pimped out by
my youngest son. There was a certain excitement, a certain exhilaration, a
certain animation by being used sexually in exchange for money that greatly
added to my good fortune.

It was the beginning of August when Garrett knocked on my home study door
and asked to speak to me. A tall, sun-tanned, sun bleached blond hunk he
introduced as `Cameron' followed him in. Cameron looked vaguely familiar
and his name rang a faint bell.

"Dad, you remember me telling you how Cameron introduced me to the
escorting businessÉ"

"Ah, of course."

"É and he has a proposition for you."

"Hi Mr Cooper, how's it going?" his smile was brilliant and I could see how
he was successful in the escort business.

"How do you do, Cameron? So you're the one who corrupted my son and by
extension meÉ I'm a lawyer and I should sueÉ"

Cameron was not sucked in by my teasing, "The way I see it Mr Cooper, I'm
the one who has provided a great deal of income for your son, and, now by
extension, you, and, by extension, I'm the one responsible for you getting
your rocks off regularly of late, n'est-ce pas?" He let out a great belly
laugh.

"Hey, don't bring facts into the matter, young man," I laughed with him,
"So, a lawsuit being out of order I guess I am forced to listen to your
business proposition."

Cameron sat across from me and spread his legs apart. His shorts rode up a
little and made it apparent he was going commando. "Gar has been telling me
how you found out about his means of making extra money and how you have
gotten into his little side business. And he has been telling me you are
really getting off on the sex-for-money businessÉ"

"Oh, he has, has he?"

"And we think that is great news, Mr Cooper."

"We?" I asked.

"Well, the agency Gar and me work for," he explained, "I do field work and
I do recruitment."

"Field work? Interesting turn of phrase." I joked.

"Well, okay, I hustle and sell my ass and I do recruit other men." I liked
Cameron's sense of humour and his straight-forwardness. "Anyway, when Gar
told me how you are versatile, you know giving and taking when it comes to
sucking and fucking, I had to ask if you would be interested in working for
the agency?"

That proposition actually surprised me and I had to inquire, "Why would you
want an old man like me when you have young studs like you and Garrett?"

"Precisely because you are an "old man", your words not mine. You see we
already have a couple of older guys who fill a niche some of our clients
want, but guys your age and older are few and far between in this
business. We are always looking for guys who can play the businessman, the
distinguished gentleman and things like that. And who can screw like
bunnies when asked. Gar assures me you are that," Cameron raised one foot
onto the seat of the sofa exposing his balls.

"My son told you I `screw like bunnies'?"

"Not actually. He bragged you can fuck like a machine and that you can pile
drive an ass like a twenty-year-old stud."

"Oh, well, that is so much better." I stared openly up Cameron's shorts, as
no doubt I was meant to do. "So, if I agree, what all is involved in
`working for the agency'? And keep in mind I have a respectable law
practice I have to protect."

"Of course, we screen everyone who comes to us to hire guys and only those
who pass that screening get to see our `g-rated options book'. That is what
we show new clients. Fully clothed pictures of guys most likely to fulfil
what they're looking for. Only after their first date is concluded and
their first escort gives them the thumbs up do we show them the `x-rated
book'. The guys soft nude. If the client remains reliable for a couple of
other dates then we get to the `triple x book'. That's where we show the
whole package hard and in action." Cameron looked serious, but no less
sexy, as he explained, "Sean, the owner, has been doing it that way for
almost 40 years and hasn't had any problems."

"Interesting. Is flashing me an enticement?"

"Yes and no. Ever since Gar told me about you I wanted to see for
myself. The flashing you I guess is just habit when I see a man who
interests me sexually. Unfortunately, I have a date in 90 minutes, and
can't disappoint a paying date."

I leaned across the gap between our two chairs and with one hand pulled
back on a handful of long blond hair planting a hot, open-mouthed kiss on
him; the other hand squirreled up his shorts' leg and fondled his balls. I
straightened up and grinned at him, "Too bad about that date. I think I
would like to see red-head Gar and blond you wrestle so I could fuck the
winner and then the loser."

"That sounds hot but how about the winner gets to fuck you while you fuck
the loser?"

"Would you two like to be alone for awhile?" interrupted Garrett, who,
frankly, I had forgotten was in the room.

"No, no," replied Cameron who stood, grabbed me, and planted an equally
passion kiss on me while copping a good feel of my ass. "Not at all,
Garrett, we are just negotiating an agreement and your dad has just agreed
to join the firm and to let me fuck his hot ass. Right, Mr Cooper?"

"Damn right, Cameron."

"Okay, I'll give you a call and arrange a formal meeting with Sean to sign
you up and to get photos and stuff done. Nice to meet you, Mr Cooper, I
look forward to fucking you."

"Ditto, Cameron. See you later." With that the blond hunk left the
room. "Wow, Garrett, that is an interesting turn of events. Three years of
law school, two years post-grad studies and I end up following my son into
the business of being a cheap whore. Who'd have thunk it?"

"Not a `cheap' whore, Dad, the agency pays very well. Much more than
Geoffrey does," he laughed.

"I would hope so. The few dollars we get from Geoff's client list certainly
would enable you to entertain Linda too often or too well."

"Too true, but it is a hell of a lot of fun, isn't it?" He leaned in and
gave me a very un-son-like kiss along with a cock grope before leaving to
met Linda.

I grinned at his retreated back and marvelled once again at my good
fortune.

I was finishing drafting a brief when Geoff knocked on the study door,
"Dad, you have some time to see Steve? He wants to fuck you again."

I glanced at my desk clock and nodded.

Steve rushed in upon Geoff's invitation, `Great to see you again, Mr C. I
really need to get off and your ass is so much better than my hand, ya
know?"

"Hi, Steve, glad I can be of service. You want to go upstairs?"

"Na, let's do it here." He looked around, "Yea, you bend over your desk and
drop your pants so just your ass is showing and I'm going to screw you like
that, okay?"

I was amused at Steve's combination of command and deference and followed
his instructions, clearing off part of my desk and dropping my trousers to
just below my asscheeks. Meanwhile, Steve, and Geoff stripped entirely,
their young teen cocks hard as rocks. I got into position and Steve, as was
his wont, rammed his 6" all the way in my asshole. I grunted at the
suddenness of the intrusion even though I knew it was coming. Geoff, as was
his wont, sat on a nearby chair playing with his cock, cheering on his
friend as the latter fucked me.

Steve was particularly energetic in his fucking today and he pounded me
into my desk causing my hard cock to chafe against the wood.

The three of us were really enjoying ourselves when, without warning, the
door to my study swung open and we heard a loud, "What the bloody hell is
going on here!?!?"

We all looked at the intruder and froze. "Sam!" "Dad!" ""Mr Myshyniuk!" we
exclaimed in unison.

Indeed, it was Steve's father. Red with rage, then white with fury.

Steve had the decency to pull out and allow me to stand, covering myass
with my pants. Steve was the first to recover his composure, "Dad, you're
interrupting."

"WhatÉ I'm interruptingÉ Steven Joseph Myshyniuk, what the hell is
going on here? And you, Gavin Cooper, you have a hell of a lot of
explaining to do!..."

"Dad," a very naked, still hard Steve simply said, "what does it look like
is happening? God, sometimes adults can be so dense."

Sam Myshyniuk was flabbergasted by his son's reaction and stood in stunned
silence looking at his naked offspring.

"I'm fucking Mr Cooper like I've been doing most of the summer," and
pointing to the very naked Geoff off to the side, and Geoff is watching me
fuck his dad, like always." Steve stepped closer to his father. "And, you
are not going to cause problems, are you, Dad?"

I was astonished at Steve's self-confidence until I noticed what Steve had
obviously noticed earlier. Sam Myshyniuk was rock hard. Since he was
wearing only t-shirt, shorts and sandals, he could not hide the fact his
cock was tenting out his shorts. He was turned on by what he
witnessed. Thirteen-year-old Steve approached his father until his young
cock was brushing the front of his father's shorts.

"You see, Dad, I found out I like fucking guy's asses and Geoff has been
selling me his dad's ass all summer and I like fucking older guys." Sam's
mouth open and closed but no sounds escaped. "And from the look of it, Dad,
you like what you see." Steve reached over and yanked his father's shorts
to his knees. Sam was going commando and his rigid cock bounced up to slap
his belly.

Geoff moved behind Sam, "Nice ass, Mr M. Can I fuck you?"

I was mortified at what my son said. I expected Sam to erupt in anger again
but he was silent. From my angle I saw Geoff grab Sam's butt cheeks.

Steve maintained control of the situation and took hold of his father's
cock pulling him up to the desk, pushing his father over the desk as I had
been before. "Mr C., back into position. Ass at the ready." I
obeyed. "Geoff, you fuck your father and I'm going to fuck mine."

Sam's stunned stupor cleared a little, "Wait a minuteÉ"

I watched my neighbour as Geoff plunged into my ass. I moaned. Sam's eyes
grew larger.

Steve pushed his father lower onto the desk, "I've been wanting to do this
forever." Without further adieu he shoved the head of his hard cock up his
father's rectum.

Sam growled, "Fucking hell! Christ that hurts!"

"Relax, Dad, it'll get better once I'm all in. Look at how much Mr C. likes
it!" And he pushed deeper into his father's hole.

"Christ, Steve, holy mother of god. You're huge! You're splitting me
apart!"

Sam reached over and grabbed my hand, "Gavin, you let Steve do this to you?
Arrggh! Why?"

I squeezed Sam's hand back, looked into his squinting eyes, and responded,
"'Cause it feels damn good. Relax and enjoy the sensation of your son's
cock pounding your hole, Sam."

"My son!"

"Yes, your son is fucking you and I can tell you're going to love it once
the pain subsides."

He winced as Steve plunged in more, "How the fuck can you say I'll love
it?"

"Because I can see the fire of excitement in your eyes and your cock's hard
as ever. Just what I feel when my sons fuck me."  I had no sooner finished
than Sam's groans of pain morphed in moans of pleasure. "Told ya."

"Fucking hell, I got a cock up my ass and it feels good!"

"It's great, isn't it? And just think you can have that cock up your ass as
often as you want. Right, Steve?"

"Damn right, Mr C. I'm going to fuck you every chance I get, Dad. Fucking
right! É Kiss Mr C., Dad!"

Sam hesitated then leaned forward to give me a peck on the cheek.

"Sam, your son has told you to kiss me. Now kiss me!" When he still
hesitated, I laid out the facts for him, "Sam, you have a cock up your ass,
your son's cock to boot. The fact is right now you and I are merely sex
toys for our sons' enjoyment; to do with as they please. So get over your
macho problem and kiss me!" I awkwardly grabbed the back of his head and
pulled him into me. I planted a full, open-mouthed kiss on his lips. At
first he resisted, but then gave in and shoved his tongue into my mouth.

"Alright, Dad!" "Way to go!" exclaimed our sons. They increased their
pounding speed.

Steve and Geoff pulled us up by our shoulders and Steve ordered us onto the
floor and we were stripped of our remaining clothing. On the floor Sam and
I were laid head to foot. "Switch old men!" commanded Steve and our sons
scooted around to the other's father's ass. Sam growled with pleasure as my
son skewered him full force. I know I did the same as Steve entered me
again.

"Suck each other!" the boys said in unison.

I leaned forward immediately and vacuumed in Sam's ample cock, about 6.5"
and plump. Sam did not return the favour until Steve dragged his face into
my crotch and again commanded his father to suck. And Sam did. Not well,
nor with enthusiasm at first but with growing spirit.

"Fucking yeah! Look at my dad suck cock. Almost as good as your dad." Steve
pronounced.

"Well, he'll be as good as my dad once he has sucked on both of us for a
few weeks."

It was sexually exciting to hear the boys plan and plot their future use of
the two of us. From the increased pressure on my cock I could tell Sam was
turned on too.

In fact, I could feel an approaching climax. I pulled off Sam's cock long
enough to warn him but Sam prevented his father from pulling off my
cock. In fact, Sam held his father's head at the head of my cock until I
blew my load in Sam's mouth. Sam sputtered but swallowed on his son's
order. As he swallowed there was a familiar contraction in Sam's cock and
he, in turn, blasted my throat with his cum. The boys continued plowing us
for a few minutes until they let themselves unload deep in our bowels.

Collectively the four of us rested, naked, on the floor of my study, until
I roused myself to ask, "Sam, what did you come over here for? I know it
wasn't for this."

Sam took in a deep breath and replied, "I came to see what Sam was doing
with all his money. É" he noticed we waited for more, "I've noticed that
all summer that most of his allowance was disappearing without anything
concrete like cd's or dvd's and I noticed it tended to disappear when he
was over here. So today I thought I would find out what was going on. É
I thought I'd discover he was buying and smoking pot, that's why I didn't
knock. I never thought I would find him with his cock up your butt."

"Sam, Steve's a good kid. He would never smoke weed. You know that."

"Thanks, Mr C. Yeah, Dad, I would never smoke weed and I could never buy
weed over here."

Geoff jumped in, "Yeah, we would never sell weed. Dad would kill us."

"But if I heard correctly you are selling your father's ass to my sonÉ"

"Well, yeah, but never weed," Geoff was offended at the thought.

"Geoff seems to have missed your point, Sam, so let me explainÉ" Before
I could start though Steve ordered the two fathers to sit on the hard-again
cocks of the two sons. Sam did not hesitate this time and so, with Geoff's
cock up my butt, I related to Sam the story of how we got to this point.

As I got to the point of being recruited by the agency, Sam interrupted,
"You mean there is an escort agency in town selling men? That's against the
law. You know that, Gavin. Just like selling women is against the law. I am
going to have to do somethingÉ"

I jumped in quickly, "If you are about to say you have to do something to
close down this agency, I want you to think about the court room
discussion. It would go something like this:
      `So, Chief Myshyniuk, how did you come to learn of this agency?'
`Well, Your Honour, I learned of it when it was revealed by my neighbour,
Gavin Cooper.'  `What were you and Mr Cooper doing when he revealed this
information to you?'  `We were being fucked in the ass by our respective
13-year-old sons, Your Honour.'

I stopped and looked Sam in the eye, "Do you really think you will remain
police chief for long after that testimony, Sam?"

"Well, when you put it like thatÉ" he paused, "Not much I can really do
about that."

"That's right, Dad. And as long as I can fuck you I won't need to come over
here for my jollies. Think of all the money I'll save," Steve rationalized.

"Can I fuck you too, Mr Myshyniuk? Can I? I like fucking you."

"Geoff! Simmer down."

Sam winked at me, "Geoff, tell you whatÉ you pay me what Steve pays for
your father and I'll be your whore just like your dad. Deal?"

"Really? You mean it, Mr M? Really?"

"Sam, are you sure? Think about what you are doing. In your position?"

"Gavin, if you can get off being a cheap whore for my son and for others,
why shouldn't I get that same thrill pimping myself out for your son?"

"Get on your back, Mr M, we're starting now."

I watched the Chief of Police roll over, lift his legs in the air and
accept my son's cock up his ass like the pro he just pledged to be. I
flipped over myself and opened my ass to Steve's cock.

I love being a cheap whore. Such Good Fortune!



Please let me know what you think and where you think things should go from
here. The addition of Sam was one of many ideas from readers which I am
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