Date: Thu, 30 Dec 2004 00:21:43 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Thompson <txcoach12000@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Son Josh - Part 16

DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of
sexual activities between teenage boys and a man. If you are not over 18
years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this
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My Son Josh -- Part 16


The trip was everything I had hoped for and more.  The sex was amazing and
watching the four boys was just as hot.  At one point Drew and I had a
chance to talk.

"In a way I kind of feel like the odd man here," he said.

"Why's that?" I asked.

"I am the only one here not related to someone else," he responded.

"Well, in a way I am the odd man out," I said.  "I am not a part of a
couple."

"That's true," he said, "but you are very much a part of all our lives."

"And so are you," I said with a smile.

"I know, but it is times like this that seem to remind me that I am an
orphan," he said sadly.

"With everything we have been through and the way things have developed, I
am beginning to feel like you are a part of our family.  Hell, I would be
very honored if you thought of me as a dad," I said.

"That would be cool," he said.  "I wish you were my dad."

"I will be as much of a dad to you as I can be," I said.

Drew gave me a hug and then rejoined the other boys.  I am going to have to
see what I can do to make him feel more a part of my family.

The trip ended too soon as we all had to head back home.  I had to get back
to work.  With summer heading toward an end, Brandon and Brad were going to
spend some time at their grandmother's with their mom before Brandon had to
start football workouts.  They made arrangements for Drew to go with them.

Things were really quiet around home with all the boys gone, but I stayed
busy with work.  But by Sunday afternoon, the horniness was really
beginning to work on me. After all that fun with the boys, jerking off
alone just didn't give me what I needed.  I thought about Ryan but there
wasn't time for a trip to San Antonio.  I settled on a visit to the
restroom at the park.  I knew it was a long shot but it was close by, so I
went.

The park was basically deserted.  I parked in the back and walked the trail
to the restroom.  It was completely empty.  There was no way to tell when
the last person had been there.  All the graffiti was old.  I sat down in
one of the stalls and waited, stroking a little as I read the messages left
by others.

I was about to give up and leave when I heard footsteps outside.  The door
opened and then person came in.  He hesitated a moment and then moved to
the other stall.  I could tell from his walk and his pants and shoes that
he was probably an older guy.  I was horny and really didn't care.  It had
been a while since I had been with anyone near my age.

He stood at the toilet in silence.  He was not pissing.  I waited a few
minutes and then slide my finger into the hole and back out again.  Nothing
happened so I did it again.  He turned toward the hole and slowly moved his
cock toward it.  What came through was a very nice semi-hard uncut cock.  I
stroked it and it began to harden.  I slid the foreskin back and forth off
the head.  At one point when I had it slid all the way back, I licked the
head of his cock and heard him for the first time as he moaned.  That was
the encouragement that I needed.  I wrapped my lips around the head and
started sucking it into my mouth.  It continued to grow.

I pulled my mouth off the cock and looked at it.  It was close to 9 inches
and thick.  Now that it was fully erect, the foreskin no longer covered the
head.  This guy did some massive growing when he went from soft to hard.
It was an awesome dick.  I went back to work on it wanting to get as much
pleasure as I was hoping I was giving.  I did the best I could do to deep
throat it but it was a serious challenge.  Then again, I love a challenge.

I must have been doing a pretty good job because he began moaning even more
and I could tell by his breath that he was getting close.

"I'm gonna cum," he said.

I stopped sucking and stroked him.  Before long there were several strong
shots of cum spraying from his massive cock.  When it had stopped, I let go
of his cock and pulled it out of the hole.

It wasn't long though before his finger was in the hole and he whispered,
"Your turn."

I gladly stood up and pushed my hard cock into the hole.

"Nice," he whispered.

"Thanks," I responded.

He stroked it several times.  I was beginning to think it was just going to
be a hand job, when I felt his tongue on the head.  He finally began to
suck it.  He was either a man that had never done this or a man who was
definitely out of practice.  Never the less, a mouth on my cock was what I
was needing.  He finally got a rhythm and I moved toward climax.

"Gonna cum," I said.

He stopped sucking and stroked me as I shot my load.  I moaned as I came.
He released my cock and I pulled it back through.  I sat back down and
waited for him to leave.  He took his time cleaning up.  He seemed to
hesitate after washing his hands, but finally went out.  I gave him several
minutes to be completely gone before I left my stall washed my hands and
left the restroom.

As I walked out the door he was standing a short distance away with his
back to me.  I almost headed back inside to avoid him, but before I could
he turned around.  We both froze.  I was face to face with Sam Green,
Brandon and Brad's dad.

"Oh my, this is awkward," he finally said.  "I never really thought it
being someone I would know."

"We never do," I said.  "I thought you had left just in case it might have
been."

"I was kinda wanting to talk," he said.  "I haven't done anything like this
in a very long time and thought that talking about it might help.  Just
thought I would be talking to a stranger instead of someone I knew."

"Well, before you think that I am a regular out here, this is just my
second time," I tried to explain.

"Oh, please don't think that I am thinking anything bad about you being
here.  After all I am here too. It just isn't something that I usually do
either.  Just with things like they have been lately, I needed it bad," he
said.

"I think I can understand that with your wife being gone for so long," I
said.

"Oh, you don't know the half of it," he responded.

I could tell there was much more on his mind.

"If you need to talk, I would be happy to listen.  But why don't we go back
to my house instead of standing out here," I suggested.

"My house is closer.  Why don't we just stop by there instead?" he said.

I agreed.  We walked back to our cars.  On the drive to his house I ran
through all the scenarios in mind.  Would he ask about who I had been with?
Would he become suspicious of my relationship with his boys?  How honest
should I be with him?  I had lots of questions but very few answers.

I parked in the driveway behind his car and followed him inside.  He
invited me to have a seat in the family room and got us both a beer from
the fridge.  He went straight to the topic.

"I know you said that was your second time there, well it was my first to
actually do anything.  I found the graffiti before and have been there a
few times but there was never anyone else there.  I can't believe how
nervous I got when I found someone there this time," he said.

"Well, I know you have been here on your own for a few weeks now," I said.

"Yeah, well, that didn't really change things much.  My wife and I haven't
been sexual with each other in a very long time.  I'm not really sure when
it happened or why but we just stopped doing anything with each other.  I
guess in a lot of ways we have stayed together for the sake of the boys.  I
actually found myself working more and more so I didn't have to be home.  I
missed out on a lot of time with the boys because of trying to avoid her.
The truth is, this thing with her mom was just what she was needing to give
her an excuse to move out.  The boys don't know yet, unless she has told
them on this visit, but she doesn't plan on coming back here.  She has
filed for divorce and plans to stay there with her mom," he explained.  "I
am so sorry to hear that.  I know what it is like going through a divorce,"
I said.

"Oh man, I am so sorry if I am bringing up bad memories for you," he said
with real concern.

"No, not at all.  I am way over all that now," I said.  "We can talk about
any of it that you want to or need to."

"How old was Josh when you got your divorce?" he asked.

"Seven," I answered.

"How did he handle it?" he asked.

"It was rough on him.  Still is at times I think, but we make the best of
it that we can," I said.

"That's what I am afraid of with my boys too," he said.  "I worry about how
they will deal with it all.  Plus we are talking about where the boys will
live.  She agrees that Brandon needs to stay here for this senior year, but
she wants Brad to live with her."

My heart sank.  It wouldn't be impossible for Brad and Josh to continue
their relationship but it would certainly be more difficult with Brad in
San Antonio.

"I know of another young man that will be very disappointed if that
happens," I said.

"Yeah, I know that he and Josh are really, really close," he said.

I couldn't help but think, if he only knew how close they really were.

"Plus, he and Brandon are very close with each other too," I pointed out.

"Yeah, it would definitely be a major change for them both.  I think I will
fight to keep them both, even though I know that will really piss her off,"
he said and laughed for the first time.

"Boy do I remember the urges to do things to piss her off," I said also
laughing.

"Yeah, like telling her how peaceful the house has been for the past few
weeks.  Or how the blow job I got this afternoon was the best I have had
since college," he said still grinning.

"Really?  So you use to get some nice blow jobs in college?" I asked.

"Yeah, had a roommate that use to help me out and I returned the favor.
Plus there was a restroom in the student union that was pretty popular.
But that was it.  The wife hated doing it and let that be known by being
damn poor at it.  That's why I went in search of it when the horniness just
became unbearable," he explained.

"Mine was the same way.  Recently rediscovered the pleasure of it and how
much better men are at it than women," I said with a grin.

"I hear that and totally agree," he said.  "Just didn't let myself think
about it much until I knew my marriage was over."

"I did the same thing," I said.  "I was totally faithful to her the whole
time we were married.  Just didn't wasn't faithful to me.  She found a man
who had the money to give her everything she wanted."

"I'm still not sure about mine.  I really don't think that she is involved
with someone else.  She just doesn't love me any more," he said.

We continued to share stories about our marriages and our wives.  As it
approached the dinner hour, I suggested we go out to eat.  Since I was
parked behind him, we just went in my car.  After dinner and a few drinks
we made our way back to his house.  He invited me back inside.

"This was a nice guys' night out," he said.  "I haven't enjoyed one of
those in a very long time."

"The only ones I have had have been with the boys.  This was my first in a
long time with someone my age.  It really has been nice," I said.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" he asked.

My heart jumped.  Why did I have to bring up the boys and the time we spent
together?

"Yeah sure, go ahead," I said.

"Do you ever do anything with a guy other than what we did this afternoon?"
he asked.

"I have done more.  It depends on the guy and the situation.  What about
you?" I said.

"Like I said, that was my first experience with a guy since college.  I did
more then, but nothing since then," he said.

I just nodded.  We sat in silence for a few minutes.

"I guess what I am trying to get the courage to ask is, would you like to
do more with me tonight?" he said, his face turning red.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.

"I'm not really sure.  I just want to be naked and hold someone.  Just see
where things go from there I guess," he said shyly.

"I am game if you are," I said with a wink.

"Let's go to the bedroom then," he said.

He led the way back.  As I followed him I couldn't help but think that I
had now been with all the men of the Green family.  Of course wasn't about
to let Sam know that right now.  I also couldn't help but think that this
was the man whose sons had said was such a prude about sex.  That certainly
wasn't the experience that I was having with him.

When we reached the bedroom, Sam began to undress, so I followed suit.  He
was standing, watching me as I dropped my boxers.  Once we were both naked
he suggested that we lay down on the bed.  I could tell that he was very
nervous but also felt that he had a need to be in charge of this situation.
I waited for him to make the first move.  He reached over and pulled my
body to his.  We wrapped our arms around each other and held each other
close, making full body contact.  We both began to get erections.

"This feels so nice," he whispered.  Then he leaned in and kissed my softly
on the lips.

That kiss was followed by a firmer, more passionate kiss.  Our lips parted
and we began to seriously kiss and make out with each other.

"I'm sorry if I am not very good at this," he said.  "IT has been so long
since I have been passionate with anyone."

"You are doing fine," I assured him.

He ran his hands all over my body.

"Damn, you are in such great shape," he said.

"You're not bad yourself," I said.

"I'll definitely be working out more now," he said.

He began to kiss his way down my body.  When he reached my cock he was no
longer hesitant or shy.  He proceeded to give me a great blow job.  I
stopped him before I came and pulled him back up and kissed him.  I then
began to work my way back down his body.  I licked and sucked his balls and
then began to work on that massive cock of his.  As I sucked it I couldn't
help but wonder if I would be able to take it up my ass like I had both of
his sons' cocks.

I worked my way back up his body until my ass was at his crotch.  I put his
cock at my ass and began to push back on it.  He looked at me with a little
look of surprise on his face.

"You wouldn't happen to have any lube would you?" I asked.

"No, sorry, just some baby oil that I use to masturbate with sometimes," he
said.

"Well, I have never had anything your size inside me but I would love to
give it a try if you are," I said.

He didn't say anything.  He just reached inside a drawer of the night stand
and pulled out the baby oil.  I lubed up his cock and then my hole.  I then
began to slowly sit down on his hard cock.  Damn, that thing was huge.  It
took some time but I was encouraged by the look one his face as he felt his
hard dick slide into my tight hole.  Finally I was all the way down on it.
I stayed there for a minute then began to ride slowly up and down on it.
He moaned and so did I.

As I got use to the feel of his cock, I rolled over on my back and told him
to get between my legs.  I put my legs on his shoulders and told him to
fuck me.  As he slid his cock in and out of me, we both got more and more
into it.  He began to curse and talk about how hot my ass was and how this
was the best fuck of his life.  Before long he was at the point of no
return.

"Oh god, I'm going to come inside you!" he shouted.

I could feel his big cock as it shoot load after load inside my ass.  I had
now been bred by all three Green men.  With him still inside me coming I
began to stroke my cock and shot my load all over my chest and stomach.
When his climax subsided, he collapsed on top of me.  We lay there until
his softening cock slid out of my ass and then he rolled over and lay
beside me.

"That was amazing," he said.  "I had never fucked a guy face to face
before.  Hell, I had only fucked a guy a few times before this but it had
always been doggie style or with him on his stomach.  It is so much hotter
to be face to face."

"I have to admit that is my favorite position," I said.

"Have you been fucked much?" he asked innocently.

"Not really.  I was always a top guy but lately have tried the other side.
It has to be someone I really am into and want," I said.

"Well, I am certainly glad I fell into that category," he said.

"I couldn't resist that huge cock of yours," I said.  "Is that a family
trait?"

"To be totally honest, I don't know.  I can't say that I have honestly seen
the cock of any of the men in my family.  We were raised to be extremely
modest and never talked about sex," he said.

"Then how were you suppose to learn about sex?" I asked.

"From a friend, I guess.  That's how I learned and how I found my first
jerk buddy," he said.  "I guess that how I thought my boys would learn too.
I kind of always thought that Brandon and his friend Drew helped each other
learn and that Brad and your son Josh probably did the same thing."

"Really?  You would be okay with the boys being jerk buddies or more?" I
asked with some surprise.

"Yeah, sure.  I mean I couldn't ever talk to them and they would have to
learn from somewhere," he explained.  "Wouldn't you be okay with it?"

"Sure, it would be fine with me too," I said, still wondering how much I
should tell him.

"You are welcome to spend the night tonight if you would like," he said.
"I have the place to myself for a while."

"I would be I have to be at work in the morning and I am not sure how nosey
your neighbors are since I live just a few blocks away," I said.

"Well, I appreciate everything today and I hope we can get together again,"
he said.

"I enjoyed it very much myself and I would love to get together again.  Why
don't you come over tomorrow after work.  We can grill something for dinner
and then use the hot tub," I said.

"Oh yeah, that hot tub that my boys never shut up about, I would love
that," he said.

We kissed then I climbed out of bed and dressed.  Sam stayed naked and
walked me to the front door.  We gave each other a hug and I left.  Already
I was trying to figure out how I was going to get this family of men
together.



Sorry for the delay but the holidays have made it difficult.  I will try to
do better.  Have a very happy new year!  Thanks again for the emails.