Date: Fri, 29 Jan 2016 03:41:15 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Carney Men Chapter 12

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CHAPTER TWELVE


	Sunday afternoon Phillip was in the bedroom watching his son repack
his bag. Don's visit was coming to an end, and the boy was getting ready to
head back to his home.
	"Tell me, Don, are you really okay with the way the weekend turned
out?"
	Don closed his bag and snapped it shut. He left it on the bed and
walked over to his father. He wrapped his arms around the man, pulling
Phillip close to him.
	"Why don't you tell me?" Don asked.
	Phillip felt his son's lips against his mouth. Don began kissing
his father, working his tongue inside Phillip's mouth.
	Phillip felt his son's body rub against his, felt Don's cock rising
from behind the jeans he was wearing. The longer the kiss lasted, the
harder Don's cock grew.
	Don finally pulled away from his dad and asked, "You tell me; did I
feel like I had any regrets?"
	Phillip reached down and rubbed the hardness inside his son's
jeans.
	"Judging from this, I would have to say no."
	"The only regret I have is leaving you and Grandpa here."
	"You know you're welcome here anytime," Phillip assured his son.
	Don picked his bag up off the bed. Grasping it by the handle, he
walked to the door. Before stepping out into the hall, he turned and faced
his father.
	"What happened this weekend was something I have wanted ever since
I could shoot cum, Don assured Phillip.
	Phillip gave his son a kiss. "Then I guess we have a lot of time to
make up," he said. Phillip placed a hand on his son's shoulder. "May I ask
you a question, Don?"
	Receiving a nod from his son, Phillip said, "You have mentioned
several times that what transpired between you and me this weekend was
something you had wanted for a long time. Are you being completely honest
with me when you say you are okay with your grandfather joining in with
us?"
	"Oh, I'm being very truthful about that," Don answered. "That man
is one hot old man. Having him along with you is like a much appreciated
bonus. Trust me, I am very okay with him."
	"One last thing," Phillip said. "Were you disappointed that you
didn't get to fuck me this weekend?"
	"No, not in the least," Don assured his dad. "Oh, I have no doubt
it will happen sometime. Knowing that, I am very okay with what happened
between us for now."
	Phillip smiled at his son. "God, I love you, Don."
	"I love you, too, Dad." Don leaned in and gave his father one last
kiss. "Oh, by the way, can you tell how much I like kissing?"
	"I believe I can."
	Phillip followed his son down the hall into the living room. As the
two came into the room, they were greeted by Douglas.
	"Leaving so soon?" Douglas asked his grandson.
	"Yeah. I have some things I need to do when I get home. Before
Monday morning rolls around," Don added.
	Douglas got out of his chair and walked across the room. He pulled
Don into a hug.
	"It was good having you here," he whispered.
	Don leaned over and kissed the older man on the mouth. "I can't
tell you how much it's meant to me being here with you and Dad."
	"Are you coming back next weekend?" Douglas asked.
	"I'd like to, but I'm not sure it's possible. It's my weekend to
have Scott."
	"Bring him with you," Douglas told his grandson.
	"Yeah, bring him," Phillip echoed his father.
	A look of doubt appeared on Don's face. "I'm not sure about that,"
he said.
	"I didn't mean bring him down and throw him to the wolves," Phillip
remarked. "We could behave for one weekend," he added.
	"I'm not so sure about that," Douglas disagreed.
	"Yeah, I'm not so sure I could be around the two of you and not
fall into your arms," Don said.
	"Would he even want to come visit?" Phillip asked. "After all, I'm
sure he has his own friends he would much rather spend time with."
	Don carried his bag to the door and stopped. He sat it on the floor
and turned to face the two men.
	"About midweek, I'll run it by him and see what he has to say," Don
said. "I'll let you know what the verdict is."
	Phillip walked over and kissed his son. "Take care driving home,
Don. I love you. Give my love to Scottie."
	Phillip stepped to the side and watched Douglas walk up to his
grandson.  Douglas kissed the boy and stepped away from him.
	"It was really good to see you this weekend, Donny," he said. "Good
to see all of you," he added giving Don's cock a squeeze.
	Don returned the favor and gave his grandfather a squeeze. Then he
gave the older man a grin.
	"My God, do you stay hard all the time?"
	"Pretty much," Douglas answered.
	Don turned and smiled at his father. "Lucky you," he said.
	"It does work in my favor," Phillip assured his son. "Quite often,
I might add."
	Phillip and Douglas followed the boy outside to his car. They
watched as Don threw his bag in the seat and crawled in beside it.
	"You be careful driving home," Phillip said again.
	"Be sure and let us know about next weekend," Douglas reminded.
	The two men stood in the drive and watched Don's car disappear from
sight. When they could no longer see him, they returned to Douglas' living
room.
	Phillip stopped by the refrigerator and pulled out a couple
beers. Joining his dad in the living room, he handed one of the bottles to
Douglas.
	"So, tell me," Douglas said as he took the drink, "how do you think
Donny really felt about this weekend?"
	"He enjoyed it all," Phillip answered. "When he was packing his
bag, he told me that he had been waiting for a long time for this very
thing to happen."
	"What about me? Was he really okay with me being there with the two
of you?"
	Phillip gave the man a nod. "He was very okay with it. In fact, he
told me you were a very hot old man." Phillip gave his father a silly grin.
	"I'll make him think old next time I see him," Douglas declared.
	"Well, hell, you are hot," Phillip said. "You drive me crazy at
times," he added.
	"He did seem surprised that I get hard as much as I do," Douglas
remarked.
	"It gives me hope," Phillip said. "Hope that when I'm your age I
can still get it up."
	Douglas took a swig from his bottle and sat it on the table beside
his chair. "Trust me, I'm up. Even as we speak," he added rubbing himself.
	Phillip stood to his feet and walked across the room. He stopped in
front of his father's chair.
	"Show me, Dad."
	Phillip watched his father slowly unzip his shorts. The older man
raised his body from the chair and gave them a tug. They fell down his
legs, stopping at the older man's ankles.
	Phillip was met with the sight of his father's dick standing hard
and proud, surrounded in thick brown pubes. Phillip dropped to the floor
and crawled between Douglas' legs. He brought his head down and placed his
lips on his father's thick cockhead. His taste buds immediately picked up a
salty taste as his tongue began licking around the older man's pee hole.
	Douglas groaned. "God that feels good, Son. Suck my dick."
	Phillip licked the head of his father's cock like it was a tasty
ice cream cone. Finished with the head, Phillip began working his tongue
slowly down the man's thick hard shaft. A few hairs from Douglas' bush were
longer than the rest, and they spread along the man's shaft, teasing his
son's tongue with their touch.
	Phillip continued licking downward until he came to Douglas' furry
nut sac. He covered the sac heavily with saliva, causing the dark hairs to
mat against the older man's flesh. Finished with his dad's ball sac,
Phillip worked his way back up Douglas' shaft. When he reached the tip,
Phillip took the entire head inside his mouth, circling it tightly with his
lips. He slowly worked his way back down the shaft, swallowing every hard
inch of his dad's cock. He didn't stop until his nose was buried in the
man's hairy bush. When the curls reached out to his nose, Phillip breathed
in deeply, taking in the smell of his father. It was a smell that never
failed to make Phillip's cock hard and cause him to leak pre cum heavily.
	As Phillip worked his mouth up and down his father's dick, Douglas
began fucking his son's mouth. Phillip felt the man's crotch hair grind
into his chin each time the older man slammed his face.
	Douglas rubbed his balls into Phillip's neck, bouncing them against
his son's Adam's apple. Phillip became so aroused by the action that he
went after his dad's cock like it was the last dick on earth.  It wasn't
long before Douglas was moaning, filled with the same desire as his
son. Douglas' desire, however, was the intense need to shoot his load.
	"I'm almost there," he called out.
	Phillip continued working his dad's dick long and hard. Suddenly he
felt it thicken up inside his mouth. Douglas' nuts gave a shiver and
released the first jet of cream out into his son's waiting, hungry mouth.
	Phillip sucked his father's cream greedily, not willing to lose any
of it. He continued sucking until he had sucked the older man dry.
	"Fuck," Douglas breathed. "Did I ever tell you, Son, that you are
one hell of a cock sucker?"
	Phillip pulled off the man's dick. When he did, a thick drop of
Douglas' cum ran out the side of his son's mouth. Phillip wiped it if off
with a finger and then cleaned his finger with his tongue.
	"You really gave my mouth a fucking, Dad," Phillip said with a
grin.
	"I did at that, didn't I?"
	Douglas looked at the wet spot on Phillip's shorts. "You took care
of me. How about me doing the same for you?"
	Phillip stood to his feet and reached for his shorts. He gave them
a tug, and they were suddenly down around his feet. He gave a kick, and
they flew across the room. Like his father, Phillip wasn't wearing anything
underneath his shorts. His cock was hard and leaking as it stood pointing
out toward his father.
	Douglas leaned forward and took it inside his mouth. He wrapped his
lips around it and slowly made his way down. His nose stopped in the middle
of Phillip's bush. Douglas gave the entire thing two or three hard
sucks. Then he returned to Phillip's cockhead and began teasing it. After
working his mouth back and forth, up and down his son's hard dick, Douglas
suddenly pulled away. He took hold of Phillip's cock and used it to pull
himself up out of the chair.
	As Phillip stood there, his dad leaned over and kissed him hard on
the mouth. The entire time of the kiss, Douglas never let go of his son's
dick. He still held on to it when the kiss was over.
	Giving Phillip's cock one last squeeze, Douglas said, "I want this
big thing inside my ass."
	Douglas left his fist wrapped around his son's cock as he started
down the hallway.
	Phillip had no choice but to follow his father to the bedroom. He
was ready and eager to slide inside the older man's hot hairy ass.