Date: Wed, 21 Mar 2001 08:05:16 -0600
From: Tim Foure <timfoure@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Me and Dad the Sequel Ch 26"

Me and Dad the Sequel, Part I   Extending the Family.Chapter 26 - Mike

by Tim Foure
copyright  2001 by  Tim Foure

If you are under 18 or not permitted access to homosexual erotica where you
live, then you should not read this story. The other usual disclaimers too.
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Chapter 26 - Mike - 1977

Even though I had told my dad I didn't think I would want to keep sucking
dick with Chris and Brad in the steam room, it turned out I did. The next
day I sucked Brad off and he sucked both Chris and me again. We did the
same thing on Friday too. The two guys who told us we owed them a show
weren't there either day, but Harry was. We sat on the bench next to him
and watched him stroke himself both days while we waited for Brad. On
Thursday we moved to the end of the steam room as soon as Brad got there,
but on Friday we stayed and watched. Both Chris and I were already hard by
the time Brad arrived, and of course so was Harry. It didn't take Brad long
to catch up with us. The three of us sat there stroking slowly while we
watched Harry finish himself off.

It was really something to see. Just like Brad told us, Harry liked having
an audience. When we asked him if it was ok for us to sit and watch him, he
just smiled and spread his legs. He cradled his hardon in his open palm and
seemed to offer it to each one of us in turn. I figured he was making sure
we got a good look at it because when Chris reached for it, he put up his
hand to tell him not to touch it. It looked thick but not as long as my
dad's. It had a long, rounded head on it.  At first I thought he was uncut
because when he stroked, the skin came up over the rim where the head met
the shaft, but when I asked him he shook his head. The whole thing was
shiny with lube and sweat. He had a tube of KY on the bench beside him.

Both Chris and I were fascinated watching him jerk off. We were both hard
and began to stroke ourselves slowly.

After Harry showed us his dick, he wrapped his whole hand around it and
stroked it slowly with long strokes so the whole head disappeared inside
his fist. After a little while, he let go of his dick, reversed his hand,
and continued stroking. I decided either he couldn't be holding it very
tight or the head of his dick wasn't as sensitive as mine because I could
never have stood it if I had rubbed mine that way.

After a few minutes, he switched to a grip using his thumb and index finger
around his dick. He also stopped touching much of the head past the rim. I
figured he was getting close then because precum started dripping from the
end of his dick to the bench. Each drop trailed a shiny thread behind it
that glistened even in the dim light of the steam room and kept it
connected to his dick until just before the drop struck the bench. Then
suddenly the whole strand would seem to strike the bench at once.

While we were watching, we heard the door open and close. All three of us
looked in the direction of the door. I noticed Harry had kept on
stroking. After a few seconds Brad came out of the steam. When he saw us,
he said, "Hey, guys," and came over to where we were sitting. Chris and I
said hello as well. Harry just nodded his head and kept on stroking.

"Watching Harry's show, huh?" Brad asked.

"Yeah," Chris told him.

"He's getting close. You can see the way he's holding it and the precum
dripping down," Brad said.

It seemed strange to be talking about Harry as if he couldn't hear us, but
Harry didn't seem to mind. He had closed his eyes and lifted his chin a
little.

Brad moved to the side, climbing to the upper bench next to Harry and
sitting down right behind Chris, who was on the lower bench. Chris reached
up and took hold of Brad's dick, which was already hard. He began stroking
Brad with one hand while he continued to stroke himself with the other. I
had been stroking right along.

We watched Harry move into his orgasm. He continued to raise his chin
slowly and tilt his head back until he was facing almost straight up. Then
he began to make the Unh!  sound louder and louder until suddenly the first
shot of cum left his dick, traveled through the air over the lower bench,
and fell to the floor somewhere beyond the bench. The second followed it,
and the third.  With each shot Harry screamed out Unh! at the top of his
lungs. The fourth and fifth shots landed on the lower bench. The last one
dribbled off of his dick head. By then he was saying Oh! over and over in a
voice that kept getting quieter. He continued to stroke his dick slowly
until it began to sag in his fingers. When it did, he said, "Oh yeah," got
up, and left.

"Let's move down to the end, guys," Brad said.

We were all pretty worked up from watching Harry and from stroking or being
stroked ourselves.  Chris started sucking Brad as soon as he sat down on
the bench. I began to rub his nipples as he had asked one of us to do each
day. In just a few minutes Chris was taking Brad's load.

As soon as Brad got his breath, he dropped to the lower bench and began to
suck my dick. I had been stroking while Chris sucked him off, so I came
almost immediately.  Chris took maybe a minute when his turn came.

The next week Chris and I alternated sucking Brad, me one day and Chris the
next, but he continued to suck both of us each day. I told my dad about it
on Wednesday night.

"As long as it's still your idea to do it and you're not doing it because
they expect you to," he said.

"No, I'm not. I think about that each day and then I decide. So far I've
wanted to every day."

My dad just laughed at me.

On Friday, though, things changed. When Chris and I went into the steam
room to wait for Brad while he finished his laps, Harry was there as usual,
and so were the two guys from the week before. They had towels balled up in
their laps, but when they saw it was us, they said hello and pushed the
towels aside. Both of them were hard. We said hello and kept on walking
toward the end of the room. I guess I should say I kept on walking. Chris
would have stayed there if I hadn't grabbed his arm and pulled him along
with me.

"What'd ya do that for?" he whispered to me. "I wanted to see their dicks."

"You did see 'em."

"You know what I mean. That one guy had a really big one."

I didn't know why I had pulled him away. I suppose it was because staying
seemed like a way of saying we would have sex with them, and I didn't know
if I wanted to do that. Chris obviously had no problem with it. I'm sure he
would have been on his knees in a minute or two if they'd shown any signs
of wanting him to suck them off.

"I thought we were in here to meet Brad," I told him, but it seemed like a
lame answer.

"Yeah. But these guys are here too. I bet if we were doing it with them,
Brad would just do it too."

"I guess you're right," I told him. But I still didn't want to go back and
suck their dicks.

As it happened, I didn't have to deal with that then because Brad came in
while we were whispering. Chris and I were already hard in anticipation of
what we were going to do and probably from seeing the two guys' hardons as
well as Harry's as we walked by.

Brad greeted us with his usual breezy "Hey, guys," as he climbed to the
upper bench above me and Chris. I let Chris begin to stroke him even though
it was my turn to suck him off. I moved to the upper bench beside Brad and
began to play with his nipples. Brad reached into my crotch and began to
stroke my hardon slowly. He couldn't reach Chris's on the bench below.

After a few minutes, Brad told us, "I'm ready to switch."

I moved to the lower bench between his legs and began licking his dick
while Chris moved to the upper and took over playing with his nipples. The
curve in Brad's dick continued to fascinate me.  It came straight out of
his pubic hair and formed a "C" as the head nearly pressed against his
belly. It was easier to suck him by getting the back of my head against his
belly because the curve prevented me from doing it very well straight
on. But at this point I was only warming him up. Once I was finished with
that and I got to sucking him seriously, I had him lie flat. Then I sucked
his dick using a lot of pressure from my lips and tongue both.

I got him close several times and backed off. I had learned the previous
week he wasn't used to that so I had to explain what I was doing, but once
I had, he liked it right from the start. Each day I sucked him I tried to
get him to last a little longer. This time I stopped three times before I
let him cum, and when he did cum, it was hard.

We swapped places after he got his breath, me lying flat and him sucking my
dick. Chris seemed to be hopping around touching both of us in lots of
different places. And Brad was doing to me what I had done to him, getting
me to the edge quickly and then backing off to let me keep control of
myself. This had been going on for a while when I noticed the two guys with
the hardons were now standing just a little ways away from us watching us
and stroking themselves slowly. Once I saw they were there, I realized they
had been there for a while but I hadn't been aware of it. It bothered me a
little to be watched by a stranger, but at the same time I was enjoying
what Brad was doing too much to worry about it for long.

The next time I looked at the two guys, Chris was on his knees sucking one
of them while the other one slid his dick around Chris's face. While I
watched, Chris switched to the other dick, grabbing the guy by the butt
with both hands and moving his head back and forth faster and faster on his
dick.

The guy who wasn't being sucked any longer walked over to the lower bench
next to where I was lying on the upper one, got on the bench on his knees,
and slid his dick across my lips. At first I was annoyed with him for doing
it. I like to pay attention when I'm being sucked, not get distracted by
something else. But he began to slide it back and forth slowly, and the
idea that it was his dick as well as the feel of it started to make me even
hotter than I was already. I opened my lips a little ways so his dick could
sink between them like a hot dog into a bun and began touching the back
side of it with the tip of my tongue as it slide back and forth. The guy
kept that up, and since I was paying attention to that along with Brad's
sucking, I wasn't getting very close to cumming.

After a while the guy that Chris had been sucking came up to us. I could
just see him out of the corner of my eye past the guy who was sliding his
dick across my mouth. The new guy told the one to shove his dick into my
mouth, which he did right away. It was awkward feeling because of the
position we were in. I turned my head to make it easier for him to get it
in, but he continued to press his dick further into my mouth until I began
to gag on it. I tried to make a noise and push on his belly so he would
know he was shoving it too far in, but either he didn't understand me or he
didn't want to stop. I put up with it for a few seconds more and then
turned my head the other way, pulling my mouth off of his dick in the
process. At the same time I lifted my knees, forcing Brad off of my dick.

"What'sa matter?" Brad asked.

I looked at the guy who had had his dick in my mouth and told him, "You
were choking me."

"Hey, I'm sorry!" he said. "I guess I was getting carried away. I was real
close to cumming. I didn't mean to hurt you." He sounded genuinely
apologetic.

"Ok," I said. "Ok then."

Brad started to go back down on me, but I was already losing my hardon and
along with it my interest in being sucked off. I swung my legs off of the
bench and started to get down.

"Where're you going?" Brad asked.

My throat was spasming slightly. It was almost as if I could still feel the
guy's dick pushing against the sides of it. "You guys go ahead. I just
wanna get outta here."

But before I could even get off the lower bench, the two guys had
disappeared in the steam. I heard the door open and shut a few seconds
later.

Chris came running after me as I headed for the door. "You don't have to
leave now, do you?  Those guys already left."

"I don't feel like playing any more. But I don't care if you do. You go
ahead and let Brad suck you off. I'll wait for you."

"You sure?" he asked, but I could tell he had already decided what he would
do regardless of what I said.

"Yeah, really. I don't mind about waiting awhile. Go ahead." I actually
pushed him away as I turned and went out the door.

I was sitting on the side of the pool with my feet in the water watching
the guys swim when Brad and Chris came out of the steam room. They walked
straight over to me when they saw me.

"You ok?" Brad asked, squatting down beside me and putting his hand on my
shoulder.

"Yep. Doing fine," I told him.

"Sorry those guys messed things up for us. I wouldn't've liked that
either."

"I just got outta the mood when I started to choke."

"Hey! I understand, believe me. But I wanted you to know I was sorry too. I
wouldda told you right then if I had figured it out. But I was kinda
occupied right when it happened and I didn't see what was going on." He
smiled so I'd know what he was occupied with.

"I was really enjoying it too. I'm sorry too."

"No problem for me. See you guys Monday." He stood up and walked away.

"I betcha those guys won't come back on Monday," Chris said.

"I bet you're right. I think I scared them good."

"Serves 'em right. I don't think about how old we are most of the time, but
they wouldda been in deep shit if you told anybody and they got caught."

"I wouldn't've told. They weren't doing anything wrong. Like the guy said,
he was ready to cum.  He wasn't thinking about anything else. It's not like
that doesn't happen to me and you both."

"That's for sure. You wanna take shower and go home? My mom's not home this
afternoon."

"I'm heading straight for my dad's."

"Oh. I forgot which weekend this was." He looked so disappointed I felt
sorry for him.

"Maybe you and your dad can meet us tomorrow and go to a movie and
all. I'll ask my dad tonight and he can call your dad."

He brightened up immediately. "That'd be great!"

"I'm not talking about sex, ya know. Just what I said."

"Oh, I know that! I figured out a long time ago that wasn't gonna happen
again. I'm just glad it happened the times it did. Now I can remember it
when I jerk off."

I was glad to hear him say that. My dad was even happier when I told him
that night while we were having dinner.

"That'll make it easier to get together with Larry and Chris on a Saturday
once in a while," he said.

"I told him I'd ask about going to a movie with them tomorrow."

"Sure, why not. I'll give Larry a call in the morning."

"I also decided I'm not going to suck with Chris and Brad in the steam room
any more."

"How come?"

I told him what had happened with the guy shoving his dick in my
mouth. "But I don't think he meant to do it. It just sort of happened."

"You could be right. If he'd really meant to force you, he would've kept on
trying instead of apologizing to you when you told him to stop. But that's
what you and I've talked about before.  Don't ever do anything you don't
want to do."

"I thought about what you said afterwards when I was waiting for Chris and
Brad to get done. I decided Chris and Brad would have done it with those
two guys like Chris said, but I really didn't want to. So now I'm just
gonna keep out of there and let Chris and Brad play. Chris won't like it
much though."

"But that's your choice to make. He's gotta respect it if he's gonna be
your friend."

"Wonder if he knows that."

"If he doesn't, you might have to tell him."

I didn't much like that idea, but I knew he was right.

After we finished cleaning up the kitchen, I went into the bathroom as
usual to set the water temperature in the shower. When my dad came in, I
told him, "Ya know, I didn't get to cum this afternoon. I didn't get to cum
all day. You think we could maybe have a double header tonight?"

"Poor thing! Didn't get to cum all day!" he said in an exaggerated voice.

"Hey! I'm a growing boy! I need more sex than you do." I emphasized "need"
in the way I said it.

"Need it, huh? Well, in that case I don't see why not. Or at least I don't
see why you can't."

And I did, too. He jerked me off very slowly in the shower, though he
decided he'd rather wait and cum just once when I had my second time.

As it turned out Chris and Larry couldn't meet us on Saturday because
Chris's mom had plans for the whole family, so I didn't see Chris again
until Monday. After our lesson, Chris and I had lunch and went back to the
Y to swim awhile in the afternoon. When Brad showed up and began to swim
his laps, I told Chris I wasn't going to play with him and Brad in the
steam room.

"Why not?" he wanted to know.

"I didn't like what happened on Friday. I figure if I don't go in there,
then it won't happen to me again."

"I bet those guys won't come back. I think you scared them real good. And
Brad didn't have anything to do with what they did anyhow."

"I know it wasn't Brad's fault. And I think you're right about them not
coming back. But we'd still be doing it where other people could do like
those guys did and just figure they could join in.  I don't want to do that
again."

"So you gonna wait for me while Brad and I suck?"

"No, I'm gonna head on home. You guys have fun."

"Ok," he told me.

When Brad climbed out of the pool, Chris and I got out as well, but he went
to the steam room and I went into the showers. I was rinsing the soap out
of my hair when I heard Chris ask, "So, anybody home at your house today?"
It was our standard way of inviting each other to suck dick in the
afternoon.

"Nope. Mom's working. What about Brad?"

"I told him we weren't gonna play any more."

"What'd he say when you told him."

"He said he was sorry again for what happened Friday and to tell you he
said it. He also said he'd see us in the morning."

"He wasn't pissed off?"

"Nope. Didn't seem like it."

"Cool. So how come you're not gonna suck with him?"

"Aw, man. You're my best friend! It's no fun without you."

I was surprised and a little embarrassed. "Thanks," I told him.

Then the Chris I knew spoke up. "So I figure you owe me one now. Maybe even
two."

"I'll buy owing you one. Two's too many."

"Aw, man!"


To be continued _______________

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