Date: Sat, 21 Jan 2017 14:21:14 -0500
From: Milford Slabaugh <tommyhawk1@aol.com>
Subject: Three Times Two's A Crowd

                    THREE TIMES TWO'S A CROWD
                      By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
                   WWW.TOMMYHAWKSROGUEMOON.COM

     [Note: This story involves two fathers and their underaged sons having
sex. As always, my stories are fantasies with no basis in reality either
intended or implied, I personally have a clearly defined border between
fantasy and reality in my own life and can enjoy these sort of stories with
no desire to go out and emulate them in my own life. But if stories of this
sort offend you, please, spare yourself and read no further. I write a wide
variety of stories (it's what lets me stay so prolific) so check back next
week for a story of mine that may not go too far for you.]
     The door of the hotel room flew open and Jake and Scott raced in. The
anteroom was small, large enough to hold a couch and a television set at
one side of the door, and the other end held the bathroom. Across from the
front door between these two, were two doors that led to the bedrooms. Jake
was red-haired and Scott was brown-haired, but they were otherwise two of a
kind, two young boys that were slim, energetic, motor-mouthed and
loud. That was all you'd get from the time they burst through the front
door and ran across the small anteroom to the bedrooms.
     "I get this bed!" Jake ran into the room on the left.
     "I get this one!" Scott ran into the room at the right.
     "Not so fast!" Evan, Jake's father, was next into the room, carrying
two bags while a third was slung over his shoulder. "Get back in here!"
Evan's hair was brown, Jake had inherited his red hair from his mother. His
large muscled frame carried the three bags easily, the only problem was
navigating the bulky materials through the limited space.
     "My room, my room!" Jake was shouting as he bounced on the bed.
     "Yeah, mine, mine, mine!" Scott was bouncing, too, but on his knees
instead of his feet.
     "Get off the beds, you two, and haul your butts in here!" Evan
announced. "We got to talk!"
     "You heard your uncle, Scott!" William was next through the door. He
had two bags instead of three, but that and the red shirt instead of the
blue one worn by Evan was the only difference between these two men. Twins,
identical twins since birth, they had the same big frame, the same brown
hair cut in a careless thatch of wavy strands on top, shaved close to the
scalp on the sides. "Now get your bohunkus in here!"
     Hard on their heels came their other two sons, Seth, Evan's older son,
a browner red-hair color than his kid brother, in him, one could see the
meshing of his father's and mother's genetic codes. By his side was Ryan,
William's son, and his hair was black, same as his mother's. These two boys
were well into their teens, both were tall, beyond the age of being gangly
or malformed, they were youthful versions of the men they would one day
grow to be. Their muscles were there, still slender and more oblong than
ovoid, but with hard work or hard workouts, they could be fitting heirs to
their father's muscled glory some day. Each of them carried a single bag,
their own stuff which they didn't want their fathers or little brothers
touching, of course.
     These six were the sum total of their two families. Evan's wife had
divorced him some two years before, she had vanished soon after and never
called. William's wife had died about the same time, a victim of
leukemia. The twin tragedies had welded these two twin brothers into a
renewal of the close brotherly bond they'd had when children, and
relinquished as they reached puberty. Now that they were approaching forty
years of age, they were again a paired team of identical studs seen
everywhere together.
     "Okay, everyone, gather round. We got to divide up the bedrooms here."
     "I got this one!" Jake yelled from the left-hand door.
     "I got this one!" Scott declared from the right-hand door.
     "There's only two bedrooms here." Evan went on, unflappable. "We were
supposed to get a three bedroom unit, but they screwed up and don't have
any more rooms. They gave us back half the hotel bill, so we'll have more
money to spend while we're here. But we got to squeeze all six of us into
those two beds."
     "I got this one!"
     "I got this one!"
     "Question is, do we split by families, or what?" William said. To his
son, Ryan, he said, "You want to bunk with me and Evan, or you want to bunk
with Seth, Scott and Jake?"
     Seth was immediately suspicious. "Why we got to have four in our bed
and only two in yours?" he asked.
     "Because we're bigger than you." Evan told his son.
     Seth didn't say a word, he just stepped up next to his father and did
a comparison measurement motion with his hand. The top of his head was on a
par with his father's.
     "I don't see bigger." Ryan chipped in. "Not two kids bigger."
     "I'm not giving up my room!" Jake declared. "Make Scott and Seth and
Ryan come in here! In here!"
     "God, they're just tired." William told his twin brother. "What do you
think?"
     "Going to be crowded with us two in one bed." Evan mourned.
     "We're going to be crowded with four for certain!" Ryan countered.
     "Okay, I say three and three. Jake and Scott can keep their freaking
rooms. Seth, Ryan, you take that room, Billy and I will take this one."
Only Evan could call his twin brother Billy, William had tried to counter
by calling Evan "Ev" while growing up, but it never did take. He took the
nickname from his twin, but refused to tolerate it with the rest of the
family.
     "Okay, guys, it's after ten o'clock already. The park opens at nine
a.m., so we'll want to go out and get breakfast at eight o'clock. So get
your butts in bed, because the alarm's going off at seven-thirty and I'll
be kicking you out of bed at seven-thirty-five!" Evan went on.
     "Ooh, big man!" Seth said to his father.
     "Want to wrestle me?" Evan countered.
     Seth made a mock-show of cowardice, but he really wasn't able to
outwrestle his father in fact. So everyone laughed, and the families split
as preplanned, with the two boys going back into their room and the fathers
following Jake while the elder brothers went with Scott.
     Scott was bouncing off the walls as he hurriedly yanked off his
clothes until, clad only in a pair of Spiderman briefs, he was watching
from the bed as his older brother and older cousin undressed in a more
leisurely fashion.
     "Come on, Ryan, Seth, get in bed, get in bed!" he yelped
gleefully. "Come on, hurry up!"
     "Why the fuck you so eager for us to get in bed?" Seth asked
skeptically. "You're sleeping at the foot of the bed, you know!"
     "He thinks we're like his little asshole buddies." Ryan blabbed. "You
ought to hear them in the bed, giggling like crazy."
     "I bet they're playing with each other's wienies." Seth chided
Scott. "Is that what you do, twerp? Reach in and grab hold of your buddies'
puddies?"
     "Puddies!" Ryan whooped. "That's a good one!" His brow crinkled, then
he shook his head. "Wish I could come up with one in a hurry. Friends'
pins?" He shook his head again. "Nah!"
     "We're just playing." Scott defended himself. "Come on, come to bed."
     "We're too big for you, sport." Seth said as he got down to his own
briefs. His underclothes had seen better days, the cotton sac that held his
scrotum was ineffective and hung down in an alarming way. Seth was indeed
mature now, he had a dong wrapped up in that thin cloth and a ballsac that
downright dangled low down.
     "That's a mean looking mother." Ryan admired Seth's basket.
     "So show the twerp yours so he'll know he's outclassed." Seth urged
his cousin.
     Ryan was down to only his pants, and he shucked them down, his boxers
uncrumpled and bulged. "The little bugger's seen me before." he
confided. "Keeps sneaking into my bathroom while I'm showering and peering
around the curtain." His own cock was less obvious than Seth's due to the
boxer's laxity, but he gripped the cloth on one leg and displayed it for
his little brother, he was easily the match for his cousin.
     "Let me see, let me see!" Scott grabbed his big brother's cock through
the cloth and squeezed it.
     "Ow, ow, ow!" Ryan yelped, for his kid brother was squeezing too
hard. "Dad! Dad! Scott's got hold of my dick!"
     In the next room, the men had stripped to their own briefs. Jake was
looking from one to the other in awe. "Gosh, you two are just alike, just
alike!" He marveled.
     "Come on, Jake, you know your Uncle William and me are twins." Evan
told his son. "You've seen us side by side for long as I can remember."
     "But never with your clothes off." Jake countered. "Come on, Daddy,
Uncle William, let's get in bed."
     And that was when Ryan's yell penetrated the wall. "Dad! Dad! Scott's
got hold of my dick!"
     "Okay, Scott, cut that out and I mean right now, and both of you get
in that bed and go to sleep! I don't want to hear a peep out of you the
rest of the night, you hear me!"
     "Yeah, get in bed, you two!" Jake mimicked his uncle.
     William and Evan laughed. "You hear him, let's squeeze into that bed
and see how well we can fit."
     "I get the middle!" Jake proclaimed.
     "Fine, you can be the gooey center of a Daddy Oreo cookie." Evan told
him.
     "Yeah, the center of a Daddy cookie."
     "I don't think you've scared him."
     "I never can." Evan admitted. "The kid is absolutely fearless. Pain in
the ass."
     Jake slipped under the covers and threw both sides back. The adults
got in beside him.
     "Now, squirt, settle down and get some sleep." Evan told his son.
     Back in Scott's room with the older boys, they were in a similar
position, listening to their father's conversation.
     "These walls are paper thin." Seth whispered to Ryan. "We can hear
everything."
     "And so can they." Ryan whispered back. "You don't want to make any
noise. Dad likes to ground us for punishment, you now."
     "And what noise are we going to make?" Seth asked back.
     "Just keep quiet." Ryan hissed.
     "Fine, fine." Seth said. "Uh, hey. That's not your hand, is it Ryan?"
     "No, I...aw, fuck! Scott! Don't start this!"
     Scott's hands had landed on both older boy's underwear, and he had
already managed to slide his right hand into Ryan's boxers. Seth's baggy
briefs were posing a slightly greater barrier, and he was still fumbling
for entrance.
     And Seth grabbed hold of his briefs and yanked them down his
legs. "There you go, sport! Have fun!"
     Scott grabbed Seth's dong and cooed, "Ooh, it's getting nice and
hard!"
     "Are you two nuts?" Ryan hissed.
     "Come on, cous', get loose and let go." Seth urged him. "Easier to get
to sleep when you wank it first. And this way, you don't even have to wank
it!"
     "I can't let Scott jerk my cock!" Ryan said louder than he intended.
     In the next room, the two men and the boy overheard him. "Sounds like
Scott's got hold of them." Jake giggled.
     "Ahhhh!" William grunted. "What is it with young boys and this urge to
grab dicks?"
     "You and I did a lot of that, too, if you'll remember." Evan reminded
his twin brother.
     "Yeah, but we outgrew it, at least." William reminded him in turn.
     And then he felt a small hand at his briefs. Jake's of course.
     "Uh, big brother." He said to Evan (Evan was seventeen minutes older
than him) "We got a little boy in our bed, too."
     "And I think we're about to be in our sons' predicament." Evan said,
for Jake's other hand had slid over to his daddy's crotch.
     Jake had his hand inside William's briefs now and gripping his
prong. "Wow, you feel nice and firm, Uncle William."
     "He is nice and firm, Jake." Evan agreed. "I played with that prick of
his all the time growing up."
     "Yeah." William groaned and just let his little nephew go right ahead.
     Their sons in the next room overheard this. Seth chuckled. "Sounds
like your dad doesn't have any problems with it." he told his cousins. "So
go ahead, Scott, play with big brother's prick. But don't forget about mine
while you're at it."
     Ryan grunted and his hands spasmed down and jerked at his boxers,
fought them quickly free. "There, go ahead, see what you can do with it."
He told his little brother. "I bet the little fucker peters out before he
gets us half-finished!"
     "Peters out." Seth roared. "We're the ones that are petered out."
     "Yeah!" Ryan chuckled. His little brother pounded two cocks, one in
each hand.
     "Man, he's good at this." Seth praised his little cousin. "Come on,
Scott, give me a nice hard pounding. You can do it faster if you want to."
     "Yeah, me, too!" Ryan said. "Jerk like crazy, little brother."
     "Hey, Scott? You ever put a dick in your mouth?" he inquired.
     "Huh? Don't be gross, Seth!" Ryan chided his cousin.
     "I'm not. Hell, he does this so well, I'm wondering what else he
knows."
     In the next room, Evan overheard his son ask that question. "We didn't
discover sucking cock until we were twelve, did we, Billy?"
     "Uh, uh, gah!" William grunted as his nephew's hand flailed at his
whanger. "Uh, yeah, that's about right. We were twelve."
     "How do you suck a cock, Daddy?" Jake asked.
     "Why don't you show him?" Evan invited his twin brother. "Show my boy
how you used to make his Daddy awful damned happy."
     William hesitated only briefly, then he scooted around and shoved his
nephew out of the way, up toward the pillows, and then he jammed his twin
brother's cock into his mouth and began to bob on it.
     "Oh, oh, ah, ah!" Evan groaned. "See, Son? Hooh! That's how...hooh!
You do it!"
     Jake watched only a few seconds, then he crawled down and got hold of
his Uncle William's prong. His little mouth was inexpert, but William was
too turned on to care, his nephew's mouth was warm and stroking his glans
smoothly, that was all he needed.
     In the other room, Seth chuckled. "Sounds like my little brother and
Daddy are busy with your Daddy." he told the other two. "Come on, Scott,
see if you can do any good at sucking a cock. I'll teach you how."
     "No way, if Scott's going to suck anyone, he's going to suck me!" Ryan
burst out. "Come on, little brother, do mine first. Then you can suck
Seth."
     Scott was plenty eager and Seth looked down with a grunt as he saw
Ryan's little brother sucking on Ryan. "Man, that's no fair. I've been left
out of this!" he complained. "How about you put some lip-action on me,
then."
     Ryan didn't say anything but when Seth got on his knees and pushed his
dick in Ryan's face, Ryan opened up and took his cousin's dong down
smoothly. Seth felt the action a moment, then he said, "Ah, hell, cous',
you've been sucking dicks regular, haven't you?"
     Evan overheard his son's observation. "Your older boy discovered how
to do it, too, sounds like." he told his twin William, who was sucking his
cock. Evan was playing with Jake's prick, and his little son was loving the
attention as he plied his own mouth over his uncle William. "Want to show
them what we learned when we were fourteen?"
     William lifted his mouth off his brother's cock. "Yeah, come on, and
fuck me." he growled.
     Jake protested when he lost Uncle William's prong then his eyes bugged
out as he watched his uncle lie on his back with legs raised and his Daddy
crawled between them and stuffed his pud right into his uncle's
asshole. "What are you doing, Daddy? Are you hurting Uncle William?"
     "Hell, no, Billy loves to get fucked, don't you, Billy?"
     William growled, "Hell, yeah, come on, stick it in, come on, deeper,
faster! Come on, you butthole, fuck my identical ass!"
     Seth in the next room let loose an exclamation of surprise. "Dad's
about to fuck your dad." he told his cousins. "Man, I got to get a look at
this!"
     The three rose from the bed and, with cocks shining from their
sucking, they went into the room next door. There they saw their fathers in
bed, Evan on top and William below, his arms around Evan's back and holding
on and howling as Evan plunge fucked his ass.
     "Aw, man, that's so hot!" Seth moaned.
     Jake saw his older brother before him, hard dong waggling in anger at
being forgotten. "Let me suck you, Seth!" He called to his big
brother. Seth walked, stiff-legged, over to the bed and Jake sat on the
edge of the bed and sucked his older brother's teenaged cock.
     Ryan guided his younger brother Scott over and sat him on the bed
beside Jake and fed his little brother his own cock again. They were
getting blown while watching their fathers fuck on the bed beside them and
both teenaged studs were groaning in their pleasure.
     Evan looked up at his sons and said to William, let's get our boys in
on the action."
     "Fine with me." William agreed.
     Ryan and Scott didn't realize what was happening until their fathers
pushed them forward onto the bed. Their little brothers had to lie slide
down onto the floor beneath them, but kept their brothers' cocks firmly in
their mouths.
     And Evan and William shoved their spit slicked prongs at their older
son's asses. William's boy Ryan was able to take Daddy's cock easily but
Seth gave some grunts and moans as his Daddy stole his virgin cherry
ass. But he didn't fight his father off.
     When Seth had his father's cock fully inside, he groaned, "Oh, God,
Dad, fuck my ass, fuck my ass!"
     "Yeah, Dad, fuck me too, fuck me too!" Ryan agreed. "Oh, God, I'm so
hot, about to blow my wads!"
     "Man, me too!" Seth moaned. "Oh, God, here it comes, hang on tight,
Jake, I'm going to blast your mouth full of my jizz. Ah,
AHHAH-AH-AH-AHH-AHHHHHHH!"
     "Oh, oh, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Ryan groaned, "AH-GUH-UH-UH-HUHHHH!"
     Both young boys found their mouths filling with hot teenager spunk,
and the boys swallowed it with surprise and delight. So hot, so creamy, so
GOOD!
     And with a roar, William shoved his dong deep into Ryan's butt and
blasted his load into his boy's butt. Hearing that, Evan began to hump Seth
frantically and as William finished up, Evan reached his own climax and
ejaculated into his own son's butt as Ryan next to him slumped down onto
the bed, kneeling over his little brother and pinning him to the side of
the bed. His father landed on top of him for added pressure, as next to
them, Evan moaned and squirted his wads into his son's hot, tight ass, the
jizz squelching out and dripping onto his younger son beneath. Soon enough,
they too were a pile of spent male flesh on the bed.
     Their younger boys squirmed out from under and joined them on top of
the bed. "That was amazing, Daddy!" Scott told his father William. "I
didn't know a dick could do that!"
     "How did it taste?" Ryan asked his little brother.
     "It tasted great." Scott looked at his daddy. "Does yours taste like
that?"
     "Pretty much." William agreed wearily.
     "Then I want some of yours, too, Daddy!" Scott proclaimed.
     "I liked Seth's, too!" Jake agreed. "Can I get some of yours next
time, Daddy?"
     "I think we've created a pair of monsters." William told his twin
brother Evan.
     "Just a pair of horndogs off the old family tree." Evan waved the
warning aside. "When we were their age, we went at four or five times a
day. And as teeenagers, we could have done it all day long."
     "You boys better get back to bed." William said. "Tomorrow's coming
pretty early in the morning."
     "Can I sleep with you?" Scott asked. "Please, Daddy, please?"
     "It's already crowded with three of us." William demurred. "How are we
going to fit four in here?"
     "We'll have to sleep all on top of each other, any way we can." Seth
chipped in.
     "I think we're going to have to fit six into this bed." Evan told his
twin brother.
     "Crowded like a box of a litter of puppies."
     "Works for me." Ryan agreed. "Maybe we can sleep in tomorrow morning
and get the park day after tomorrow."
     "All right then. You boys all crowd on in and we'll see what happens."
Evan gave in.
     As William had predicted, it was crowded as hell with six males, four
of them full-sized, in the same full-sized bed. But it was a time when, if
three's a crowd, three times two makes for a hell of a great vacation!
                             THE END
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