Date: Sun, 4 Dec 2016 09:31:17 -0600
From: MW Man <mwmansmind@gmail.com>
Subject: Nick - Chapter Eight

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Chapter Eight

"Alright Dad, funny reference.  What's Nick doing here?" Mike said standing
in the doorway hair wet, towel on his shoulder and not a stitch of clothing
on.

"What did you do?" I said as I looked Mike up and down he had shaved his
crotch and balls leaving only a little snub at the base of his dick. "Are
you turning into a Neo-Nazi?  You look like you have a Hitler Dick!"

"It isn't that bad!" Mike said dropping the towel and looking down at what
was left of his pubes.

"Bruh, it really looks funny." Nick laughed out.

"Well I didn't want a 1970's bush like yours!" Mike said looking at the red
bush that Nick had.

"Boys, boys, boys!" I said to stop the argument.  "Anyway, I heard you in
the shower say that your girlfriend broke up with you?"

"Yeah, but Dad why are you in bed with Nick?" Mike asked confused.

"I want to be in bed with your dad, let's leave it at that." Nick said,
putting his hands behind his head and lying back exposing his entire body.

"But dad, he is my age." Mike said still confused.

"I like him, plus he is living here now, his mother bailed." I said as I
scooted back on the bed and laid on the pillows.  Nick moved and cuddled up
next to me.

"Oh, my god dad, really?" Mike said with almost a whine in his voice,
"anyway, yeah Becky broke up with me while I was gone because I didn't tell
her I was going."

"Little bitch." I replied

"She was starting to get on my nerves and besides she was not keeping
herself clean." Mike said bowing his head.

"Do I need to take you to have you tested?  Or was her cooter just getting
funky?"  I asked.

"She just wouldn't take the hint that she needed to clean herself out.  I
mean I used a condom almost all the time, but when I didn't she wouldn't
clean herself out and it started to stink a lot." Mike said looking like the
kid caught with his hand in the candy jar.

"You didn't always wrap it bruh?" Nick said startled.

"No." Mike responded

"Bruh, you could have got her prego and then what?  That is why I suck more
dick than fuck a cooter." Nick said as he grabbed a handful of his cock and
balls and shook it at Mike.

"Dude, you haven't ever had sex with a girl, remember you told me you were
too scared to wear a rubber and it made you want to puke?  I knew you were
gay the day we met way back when.  Ain't no thing though, I like pussy, you
like a drooling cock, just never thought it would be my dad's..." Mike said
as he walked out of the bedroom.

"I thought you told me that you were straight and have only played once with
a guy." I asked Nick who now had his head on my furry chest and his hand
rubbing the hair on my belly.  "What else did you not tell me?"

"I got kicked out of my mom's because she caught me blowing a neighbor guy."
Nick said as his face nuzzled down further into my chest and headed towards
my pit. "It was a guy she wanted to fuck, but instead she caught me sucking
a load out of him. She was pissed."

"I should say so! How come you didn't share?" I said without thinking.

"Now that is gross!  I'll be back.  I need to see what the real reason Becky
dumped Mike.  Something smells fishy with his story." He said snickering
back at me as he sauntered those pale cheeks out of the room.

I got up off the bed and went into the kitchen and started making dinner,
thank god not fish.  As I was cooking, I felt someone else in the room and I
turned to see Mike standing there, not a stitch of clothing on as usual, but
with red eyes.  "What's up bud?"

"Becky and I had sex twice without a rubber.  She thought she was pregnant,
but wasn't, and lied to me anyway saying she was.  I called her mother to
beg for forgiveness, and that's how I found out she was on her period." Mike
said, and started weeping slightly, "she lied to me to hurt me."

"Awe hell, come here son." I said as he came to me and melted into my arms,
all I could do was hold onto him tightly and let him know that I loved him
no matter what.  "Want me to fuck up that ho?  I could, and no one would
find out!" I said as I held him tight, but loose enough that he let out a
giggle through the tears.

"Dad, please no, she has to make some trailer trash a good wife one day and
fourteen sizes higher in size." He said as he lifted himself from me tears
drying and a smirk on his face.  "If you want to knock out four or five
teeth to get her started, I wouldn't mind.  She always scraped my dick with
her teeth anyway." We both started laughing loudly at Mikes comment.

"So she didn't know how to keep her teeth away from the meat huh?" Nick said
as he walked into the kitchen.  Mike rolled his eyes and started to leave,
"You know you if you need to dump a load, bruh, just tell me.  You know my
bro-jobs are better." Nick said without concern.  Mike's eyes got real big
and he darted from the kitchen.

"What was that all about?" I asked Nick, a little irritated.

"I told you I have given him a bro-job before." Nick said looking over
dinner cooking and without a thought.

"Well I didn't know, and kinda need to know." I said not so happily.

"There was a time several months ago, before he met Becky and he was really
bitchy and moody.  I told him about the bro-job, basically a blow-job from
your bro.  No eye contact, no swallowing, no questions, no moaning, etc."
Nick stated without even looking at me.

Needless-to-say I was rather shocked by his admission that happened and my
education on a bro-job.  I could think of a couple bros to 'job' myself.
Dinner was ready and all three of us got together, grabbed a plate and
headed off to the dining room.  After eating, Nick cleaned up the table and
did the dishes.  Mike flopped on the couch and turned on some ridiculous
show, and Nick walked into the living room and stood by my chair.  He was
close enough that the coarse hair on his thigh rubbed on my forearm and at
eye level was his firehose.  He watched about a minute of the stupid show
and turned away, and sauntered down the hall to his room.  I looked down the
hall and saw him half-way standing in his doorway looking at me.  As I
turned my full attention to him, he took his hand and rubbed his chest and
began stroking his hooded cock.

I looked over at Mike naked laying on the couch, then looked back at Nick.
He just stood there stroking himself with one hand and exploring his young
hard body with the other.  I grabbed a magazine and put it on my crotch to
cover my growing hard-on then turned back to watching Nick.  He flipped on
the light in his room and was hard as a rock while he was stroking and
pleasing himself.  The stupid show on the television was just noise in the
background as I watched Nick work his firehose.  He stuck his finger in his
mouth and then took his moist finger back out and started rubbing his light
pink nipples.  I could see the pleasure on his face as he backed up against
the door jamb itself and his eyes closed and head resting back.  When he had
gotten both nipples red and hard, he moved his hand down his fuzzy belly and
under his cock to his balls hanging below.  By now he'd started bowing his
legs out and I could see he had moved his fingers from his swollen nut bag
to further back and was fingering himself.  He was close I could tell and
his eyes were open now, staring at me.

I changed my attention from the adonis in the hallway to my son on the
couch.  His head had fell to a side and I could hear his light snoring,
good.  I took off the magazine and started jerking myself, put my finger to
my lips making the 'Ssssh' motion, and then bade him to come to me.  He
walked up the hallway to the side of my chair, still yanking on his
hard-young cock.  With every back stroke his bright red full cock head snuck
out from under its hood and looked at me.  By the time he had reached the
side of my chair, I opened my mouth and sucked his head hard while he jerked
off.  While I sucked hard on his cock, he kept up a slow pull towards my
head, and I sped up my jerk.  His breathing increased and he I could see the
muscles starting to tighten, his apollo's belt became pronounced, his quads
split under the coarse hair, and his tugging became erratic.  I knew he was
going to flood my mouth at any second and I slowed my jerking of my own
cock.  I was not surprised when the first cannon shot hit the back of my
throat, then the second, third, and by the fourth I had to start swallowing
or it would either leak out the side of my mouth or come out of my nose.  I
swallowed quickly in time for the next four jets.  I looked up at him and he
back was arched back, upper chest flushed and heaving.  As the last ninth or
tenth jet finished and he was spent I swallowed a mouthful again and he
regained his posture, and pulled his spent firehose from my mouth.

I put down the legs of my recliner and he needed no other notification, he
knelt in front of me and engulfed my cock.  He did so just in time to cause
me to blow a powerful load into his mouth.  He swallowed and kept on going,
nursing on my cock as a young calf would his mother's teat.  When I was
finally spent, he sucked off the remaining spit off my cock and let it rest
on my hairy belly.  He got up and made a hand sign that he was going to
shower, and left.  As my eyes re-opened, and my situational awareness came
back to me and pleasure subsided I looked at the television, but something
caught my eye.  Mike was on his side now, staring at me, with a kick-stand.

He and I stared at each other for a little while before the shower sound
started, and then he said, "Dad, really?  I was lying right here!  I really
do not need to see my dad blowing his wad into my friends mouth right in
front of me."  He wasn't angry, just more annoyed, "Is he that good?"

All I could do was nod, words had escaped me.  I am sitting here in my
chair, cock spent, looking at my son with his now softening cock.  As my
breathing slowed and my senses came back to me all I could say was, "Mike,
give his mouth a try, no wait, you know."  His face flushed five or six
shades of red of embarrassment and then a pouting face appeared.  "Sorry
son, you have your fun, I have mine."

"You could've at least waited until I was out of the room, but whatever." He
said rolling back over and continued to watch the show on TV.

"I never say a word to you when I hear you banging your girlfriend in the
bedroom.  You do know you two make a lot of noise." I laughed.

"It's because I have a big pecker!" he said, and we both laughed.

Just then the shower sounds stopped and it was getting late, I knew I needed
one.  "I'm heading to bed, school in the morning.  Nick is going to be going
to your school now, but I've got to get him enrolled."

"Cool, g 'night dad!"  Mike states as he bends his head back at me.  It then
crossed my mind, I've got two gorgeous young men in my house, one a fiery
red-head, the other a dirty blond.  Both with amazingly lithe bodies, large
packages, and all I can think of is, 'Wow'.  I start walking down the hall,
and turn to my room and Nick is standing there, drying off his body.  "I
need a shower before bed." I say to him, and he grabs a q-tip and starts
cleaning his ear as he moves out of the way.  Passing by him, the heat
radiating from his freshly showered body almost burns my skin.  He stops me
as I move by, with sticking his ass out and pinning me to the wall with it.
I shower, dry off and look and see Nick on my bed, arms tucked behind his
head watching me.  Putting the towel up to dry, I walk up to the bottom of
the bed.  His eyes are wide open and he is just staring at me.  "Damn, you
are gorgeous." I say.

"Dad, you are the gorgeous one, I am just happy to be here waiting for you
to get into bed." He says with a wry smile.  I look over his body and that
massive fire hose is laying across his hip and his fun-hole is hidden by his
low hanging balls.  I crawl up onto the bed at his feet and rub my cheek on
the coarse hair on the top of his foot, and continue dragging my cheek
across his ankle and up his leg.  Looking up I can see his cock slowly
growing.  Rubbing my face into his inner thigh I travel up his leg and
by-pass where his growing cock is and not letting my face leave his body, I
continue up his stomach to his left nipple.  I had to stop there and suckle
on it a little, feeling the tiny hairs that encircle his hardening areola on
my tongue as I suck and nibble.  His breathing increases and I let go of his
now bright red nipple and travel to the soft hair in his armpit and up along
the underside of his thick arms.  Then I roll over and lay on the side of
the bed and grab a book to read.  "Oh no you don't dad.  That was mean!" He
says and he starts to reach out for me.

"You're going to school in the morning, so bedtime!" I said as his hands
felt of my rock-hard cock.  "I tell you what, you can have some more when
you wake up.  But for now, beddy-bye time." I say, in a mocking tone.

"So, Mike saw then huh?"

"Yep.  Not overly happy either." I said still reading.

"I'll make amends." Nick says as he cuddles up next to me and throws his
furry leg over mine.  When he did, this I could almost swear hearing an
audible 'thump' as his cock falls onto mine and my belly.  In no time his
breathing was starting to get rhythmic and he was out.  I reached up and
turned off the light and put the book away and closed my own eyes.  My
dreams were of heat and fire.

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The alarm went off right at 6:00 am and I reached over and smacked it.
Throwing my feet off the side of the bed I got up and went to piss.  As I
turned around, I started myself, as Nick was not in bed, did I dream the
past week and weekend?  What the hell.  I went across the hall to Mikes room
opened the door, turned on the light and said, "Time to rise and shine!" He
was laying on his back and had a full morning-wood that went north of his
belly-button.  Not the first, and probably not the last time I would see his
wood.  I sleep-stagger to the kitchen where I was scared half out of my mind
by Nick, handing me a mug of coffee while he filled his.  "What the hell?
Coffee?" I stammer.  "You do not need to drink coffee!"

"Why not, I hate mornings." Nick said as he slurped his caramel colored
liquid.

"You look hot standing there naked slurping your coffee.  Have you showered
yet?"  I asked.

"No, just got out of bed a couple minutes before you. Why?"

"Lift up your arm."

"Why?" Nick said with a confused look on his face.

"Just do it." I said and as he raised his arm I bent into his pit with my
nose and took a deep whiff of his scent, smelling the testosterone, the
youth, the sleep, the savageness of his musk.  I then licked his pit from
one end to the underside of his thick bicep and enjoyed the twang of his
saltiness on my tongue.  I could tell he liked it as well as his cock
started growing. "I think we need to take a shower while Mike takes his.  I
need to get you enrolled so you need to be clean."  I said as I reached down
and gave his hooded firehose a little squeeze.

"Well let's get moving." He said finishing off his cup of coffee, grabbing
my growing cock and pulling me as if it were a leash down the hall.  Mike
was already up and moving, but not out of his room yet, I knew he was 30
seconds from coming out into the hallway.

Quickly we got into my room and Nick fell to the floor and engulfed my
'leash' and swallowed it to the hilt.  As I was not completely hard yet he
shoved his face into my bush and used his tongue under my growing cock to
lick my balls.  "We are running late, let's have a quickie!" He said as he
popped my cock out and then back into his mouth.

"How are we going to have a quickie?"  I asked

"Let's get in the shower and fuck, just ram it into me and fuck me hard and
fast until you pop." Nick said with a demanding whisper as he stood and
marched into the bathroom and started the shower.  I followed him like a
hungry puppy and watching the water cascade down his body my cock bobbed and
started to leak a little.  I got into the shower with him and he soaped up
his crack and my cock and guided my cockhead to his fur-lined hole.  "Ram it
in." He said in a demanding whisper.  I reached around to his face with one
hand and covered his mouth as I did as he asked, in one fluid stroke I was
balls deep in his furry ass.  My hand was a good choice as he tried to let
out a scream, but I muffled it.  I waited a moment for his breathing to
steady, then started pistoning my cock in and out of his ass.  He pushed
back on my cock as I fucked forward increasing the depth.  He planted his
cheek on the tile and reached back and pulled his hairy cheeks apart so I
could go deeper.  The only sound in the shower was the two large shower
heads above us and a slapping noise when I rammed into him.  I was a
heavenly feel as I could feel the hair around his hole grabbing onto my cock
and not wanting to let go on the out-stroke.  It only took a couple minutes
for my load to start in my toes as I looked down and watched my cock ram
into his fire hole.  I grabbed the back of his neck and pushed his face
harder against the tile as my load sprayed the inside of his guts.  When I
had spent the last drop, I stayed inside him and reached around to his
rock-hard cock and began pumping it wanting that fire hydrant to blow.
Finally, I reached around with both hands while my cock was being squeezed
and started a two-hand syphon of his cock wanting it to spray.  I thought my
cock was going to be pinched off by his ass, he started to spray the shower
wall with huge stream after stream after stream of cum.  I counted this time
and it was 12 streams against the wall, he was re-grouting the tile.

When he was done, I pulled out of him fast and he collapsed on the floor of
the shower.  He took my softening cock in his mouth and sucked hard to try
to find any little drop he could.  I tried to push his head off my cock as I
needed to piss bad, "Back off so I can piss." I whispered.  He released my
cock from his mouth and held it in his hand pointed at him.  If he wanted
another shower, we were in the right place.  I let my bladder go and emptied
myself all over him, he aimed my cock where he wanted it.  Swallowing some
first, then he aimed my cock and my piss all over his face and chest.  After
I was done, I looked down and he was jacking himself again, and within a
moment or two the urine on his chest and tummy was replaced with sprays of
thick globbing cum.

"Holy Shit, we are running late for school!" I said as he got up and kissed
me deeply, his tongue diving deeply into my mouth.  His saliva mixed ever so
sweetly with the taste of my cum mixed with my piss.

"I know, but I want to do more dirty things..." he said as he got out and
started hurriedly getting dry.  This was going to be interesting I thought.

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I want to thank all the great comments and emails I have received from the
first seven chapters, as you can tell I have listened to them.  The stories
are going to be longer, and if you have a request of an idea that you would
like to see David, Nick, and Mike do, keep sending them.  I know I was hard
as a rock writing this, and I do hope you were too.  Remember that sprayed
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stories that you don't ruin a keyboard, phone, tablet or another vulnerable
device.  Email me anytime, as I respond to all emails that are legitimate.
The next chapter has already started and should prove to be sticky.  Keep

tuned.  If you want to be notified when I post a new chapter of Nick, email
me and let me know.  I have currently outlines for around 15-20 chapters
now, and it is up to you to determine what is fantasy, reality, and dreams

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