Date: Sat, 02 Aug 2003 16:40:48 +0000
From: Monty A <amonty@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sex in the Family - Part Six

This is a story of fiction and involves sex between male family
members.

Sex in the Family -- Part Six

I walked around town most of the day, getting familiar with the city.
The people I came across seemed friendly. I was glad I had decided to
move to this city. I returned to my father's apartment around five. My
father had already returned from work. He was wearing cut-off jeans and
a white t-shirt. "Ah there you are!" he said. "Barry invited us for a
bar-b-cue. Are you up for it?" "Sure" I said with a smile. However I
was a little disappointed because I might not get the selfing lesson I
was hoping for. I was also apprehensive that Barry had told my dad
about our little escapade the day before. But my father didn't mention
it so I figured everything was OK.

When we arrived, my father rang the doorbell and we heard footsteps
from the other side of the door. When Barry opened the door he remained
behind it and motioned us in. He closed the door behind us and that's
when I saw that he was naked! My father approached him and placed his
hand on his waist and kissed him on both cheeks! I just stayed there,
surprised and not knowing what to do. My father then proceeded to
remove his clothes, first he kicked-off his sandals, and then he
removed his t-shirt and finally his shorts. He looked at me and said I
could remain dressed if I wanted to. He and Barry then both went
outside in the backyard talking about their day.

I stayed there for a bit pondering whether I should get naked too or
stay dressed. My cock was already in a semi-erect state and I was
afraid that if I got nude, it would get rock-hard. Outside I could hear
them both talking and laughing. I approached the door and looked
outside. Barry and my father were facing each other, each with a beer
and their hand. I couldn't hear what they were saying but they seemed
to be enjoying themselves. Their soft cocks and balls would swing with
every movement they made.

I decided I'd chance it and slowly removed my clothes. Once nude, I
took a deep breath and stepped outside. "Ah there you are" said Barry.
"I thought you had gotten lost. Here take a beer." He handed me a
bottle and continued his conversation with my father. Since they
weren't paying attention to me I was able to relax and my cock became
completely flaccid. What a relief! After a few minutes, they both asked
about my day. At first when they both turned to me I felt a little
flustered but talking about the day I'd spent in the city relaxed me. I
was able to continue our conversation without feeling to conscious
about my nude state.

Forty-five minutes later Barry started the bar-b-cue. We were eating
cheeseburgers and hotdogs. We sat at the table to eat our dinner. I was
no longer able to see their long cocks and low-hanging balls under the
table. When we finished eating, we stayed at the table talking and
drinking what was left of our second bottle of beer. After a few
minutes, I noticed that Barry's left hand was not on the table. It
seemed to be on his lap and I noticed that it also seemed to be moving.
Was he masturbating? I figured I was wrong and that it was only my
imagination, but my cock started getting hard. I tried hard to think
about something else, but my eyes were attracted to that moving arm.

I tried not to look; I didn't want to attract attention. But Barry
looked at me and a slight smile formed on his lips and he winked at me.
He continued talking to my father as if nothing was wrong. But that arm
kept on moving. At one point my father said he was still hungry and
that he'd like another hotdog. Barry turned to him and said: "There's
only one left, this one." He then got up and showed him his erect cock.
My father answered: "That's the kind I prefer." He then grabbed Barry's
cock and started sucking!

Was this actually happening? I must be dreaming. I looked in disbelief
as my father sucked on Barry's big cock. Barry had his hands on my
father's head while he was stroking Barry's cock with one hand and
stroking his own cock with the other. By now, my cock was rock hard and
oozing precum. I pushed my chair back and started masturbating taking
in the scene in front of me and listening to their moans. That went on
for a few minutes.

Barry then said: "Here, let's get more comfortable." He pulled away
from my father and grabbed a blanket that was on one of the lounge
chairs. He then laid it on the grass beside the pool. He sat down on
the blanker stroking his cock. My father followed him, his 10 inch
uncut cock pointing straight up and sat down beside him. Both of them
were facing me and stroking their hard cocks. My father looked at me
and patting the space in front of him motioned me to join them. I got
up and just followed my cock as it led me to that blanket. My father
leaned towards Barry, grabbed his cock and continued sucking him. Barry
then leaned towards me and placed his mouth on my cock. It felt like I
could cum any minute now.

I watched both those heads bob up and down for a few seconds and then
my father looked at me, grabbed his cock and pointed it at me. He
wanted me to suck it! I hesitated at first, but then I too leaned down
and grabbed a cock, my father's cock. It felt warm and huge in my hand.
The cock head was half covered by foreskin. I started stroking, moving
the foreskin back and forth over the cock head. A drop of precum oozed
slowly out. I leaned in further, and grabbed the tip of the cock in my
mouth, tasting the precum.

The three of us continued sucking each other for what seemed like
minutes. I was lost in the sensation of having a hard cock in my mouth
and a hot mouth around my cock. My father then stopped sucking Barry's
cock and asked me if I was ready "to try again". "I guess so" I
responded. I let go his cock and Barry let go of mine. As he had done
that morning, my father gently pushed me until I was lying on my back
and helped me raise my legs over my head. It was true; I did feel more
limber then in the morning. He gently pushed on my buttocks and my
knees came to rest on the blanket on either side of my head. This time,
I didn't even need to strain my neck; the tip of my cock came to rest
on my lips, covering them with precum. I opened my mouth and started
licking my cock. It was fantastic!

My father gently pushed a little more and about two inches of my cock
entered my mouth. Then Barry grabbed my cock and started stroking. I
could no longer hold it in, cum came gushing into my mouth and spilling
over my chin and cheeks. I tried to swallow as much as I could, but in
the end I only managed to swallow half of my load. When I was done
shooting, I stretched out on the blanket and wiped the cum off my face.
My father then said: "My turn." He then flipped his legs over his head
and started vigorously sucking his cock.

Barry then got up and holding his cock down towards the ground, he
straddled my father and placed the tip of his cock against my father's
asshole. He then slowly pushed his cock into my father's ass as he kept
on sucking his own cock. Barry started fucking, slowly at first and
then faster and faster.

My own cock had started growing again as I stroked it. I watched as
Barry pounded my father's ass and he in turn slurped his own cock. My
father then pulled his cock out of his mouth and yelled "I'm coming!".
He kept it out of his mouth and started shooting his load into his open
mouth. At the same time, Barry pulled out his cock and stroking it,
placed it close to my father's mouth in order to shoot his load in his
mouth as well. My father was swallowing his own cum and Barry's as
well.

Just then I started cumming all over my chest with loud grunts and
moans. Then Barry and my father approached me and both started licking
my cum off my chest. Not a drop was left! The three of us stayed there
on the blankets for a few minutes to recuperate. Barry then said: "This
is the best bar-b-cue I've ever had!". My father and I both agreed.

We spent the rest of the evening swimming in the pool, talking and just
enjoying each other's company. We left around ten thirty and headed
back home. As soon as we stepped into the apartment, we removed our
clothes and jumped into bed together. I think I fell asleep as soon as
my head hit the pillow; the last few days had been exhausting.