Date: Fri, 17 Apr 2009 20:47:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tim and His Dad Part 15

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Mark Stevens


Tim and His Dad Part 15


	When I walked inside my office I discovered my in box was full and
running over. I couldn't believe the amount of work staring me in the
face. It looked as if I would have a very busy day. When I had left the
office on Friday I had cleared everything off my desk. There hadn't been a
thing left for me to work on.
	I down the hall for a cup of coffee, deciding that I needed more
caffeine flowing in my body. On the was into work I had played over in my
mind how I would approach Travis about coming out to the house for
dinner. When I walked into the break room, much to my surprise, and
delight, Travis himself was filling a coffee cup.
	He looked up and smiled. "Good morning," he greeted.
	"Hey, Travis, how was your weekend?"
	"Not bad," he relied. "How was yours?"
	"It was great," I said. I filled my coffee cup and took a sip of
the hot liquid. "Had company come down on Friday after work, and they
stayed until Sunday afternoon."
	I walked to the door. Turning back and facing Travis, I said, "When
you get a moment, Travis, would you drop by my office? I have something to
ask you."
	Travis looked at the clock on the wall. "How about now?" he
asked. "I have a few minutes."
	"Sure, follow me."
	I walked back down the hall and into my office. Travis was on my
heels. I sat down at my desk. Taking another sip of coffee, I set my cup
down. I smiled at Travis. "I was wonder, Travis, if you had any plans this
evening? I would like to have you over to the house for dinner if you don't
already have plans."
	"That's nice of you, Tim," Travis said.
	"I've been intending to have you out for quite some time, but just
haven't," I told him.
	"I'd like that," he told me. "What time?"
	"Six-thirty sound all right with you?" I asked.
	"Sounds great," Travis assured me. "That'll give me time to run by
my apartment and change clothes." Travis looked thoughtful. "Or should I
leave my dress clothes on?"
	"Nah, casual is fine," I said with a grin.
	Travis turned to leave, but I stopped him.
	"Oh, I forgot to tell you something. Are you aware that my father
has moved in with me?"
	Travis nodded. "I remember you telling me that."
	I took a deep breath. What I was going to say next would either set
the plan into motion or else stop everything cold turkey. "Well, there's
something you need to know about my father. He will have a delicious meal
ready when you arrive, and, most likely he will meet you at the door
totally nude. He goes around the house in that condition. Will you have a
problem with that?" I paused a moment before continuing. "I can call and
ask him to dress if you would feel better about it."
	Grinning, Travis said, "Hell no, that won't bother me. I might just
join him."
	I suddenly felt relieved. My gut feeling that I had concerning
Travis from the start was right, I was sure of it now. "He'd like that," I
laughed. "To be perfectly honest with you, both Dad and I usually run
around the house naked."
	"Email me your address, and I'll be there at six-thirty on the
dot," Travis said and left my office.
	I watched him disappear down the hall, and then I called Dad. "He's
coming, Dad," I spoke into the phone. "He'll be at the house at
six-thirty."
	"Good. I'll go shopping this morning."
	"Oh, and Dad, I told him we both usually went around the house
naked, and he has no problem with that. In fact, he said he might even join
us."
	"Great," Dad said.
	I spent the entire morning working on my mail, and by lunch time my
box was empty once again. I had a meeting at one, so I rushed out and
picked up a bite for lunch. I brought it back and ate at my desk.
	My afternoon rushed by, and soon it was time for me to head
home. As I walked by Travis' desk, I stopped and gave him a smile and
asked, "You about ready to leave?"
	"Five minutes," he answered.
	"You got my address I sent, didn't you?"
	"Yep, I did. I'll have no problem finding your place."
	"Great, see you then."
	When I walked inside the house, I could smell the aroma of food in
the air. Dad had promised he'd have a good meal for Travis, and he had kept
his word. I came into the kitchen.
	"Hey, it smells good in here," I greeted.
	Dad was standing at the kitchen counter tossing a green salad
together. He turned and faced me. "How was your day?"
	Dad didn't disappoint me, and he wasn't going to disappoint
Travis. He was in his usual state, that of being totally naked. I grinned
and said, "I told Travis you would meet him at the door naked."
	"Good, I'm glad I can be myself," Dad said.
	"Well, I think I'll go hit the shower and join you," I
decided. "I'll be back shortly."
	I went into the bedroom and started stripping my clothes off. I
pulled off my tie and tossed my shirt on the floor, along with my slacks
and shorts. I headed for the shower, ready to wash the day's happening off
me.
	I adjusted the temperature of the water and stepped inside. I
scrubbed ever inch of me, taking care to make sure my balls, cock and bush
were especially clean. I rinsed the soap off and stepped out of the
shower. While I was toweling off, Dad came into the room.
	"I've been cleaning and cooking, so thought maybe I should clean up
a bit. After all, we do want to make as good of an impression on this
Travis as possible, don't we?"
	I popped him on the ass with my wet towel. "Oh, I think you're
going to impress the hell out of him," I grinned.
	"You think he's hairy?" Dad stepped in the shower and turned the
water on.
	"The only thing I know for certain is that when we have causal day
at work and Travis doesn't wear a tie, he has a lot of thick blond hair
crawling out the neck of his shirt."
	"Sounds hopeful then, doesn't it?"
	I left Dad in the shower and returned to the kitchen. He had
chilled a bottle of wine, and I decided to test it out. I poured myself a
glass and looked at the clock. It was a little after six. Travis would be
here shortly.
	I looked around the kitchen and decided Dad had everything under
control, so took my glass of wine and went into the living room. I took a
seat on one end of the couch. It felt good to relax after working all day.
	Dad soon joined me in the living room. "There you are," he greeted.
	I saluted him with my glass. "I looked around the kitchen, and you
seemed to have everything under control."
	Dad went back to the kitchen and soon returned with a glass of wine
of his own. "Thought I'd join you," he said, taking a seat beside me on the
couch.
	I reached over and kissed him lightly on the mouth. "Mmm, you smell
good," I said.
	"So do you." He returned my kiss and then smiled. "I hope your
company likes the meal."
	"It's our company," I corrected him, "and I'm certain he will love
it. After all, he doesn't get a home cooked meal that often, I don't
think. He has no family living here in town."
	At six-thirty sharp the doorbell rang. I looked at Dad, and he
looked at me. We both grinned. "Let's go greet our company," I said.
	We walked to the door, and I swung it opened. There stood Travis, a
surprised look on his face. Evidentially, even though I had warned him we
would meet him naked, I guess he hadn't actually believed us.
	I reached out and pulled him through the door. "Wipe that silly
look off your face and get in here," I laughed.
	Travis walked into the room, and I shut the door behind him. He
looked at me, and his face reddened somewhat. "You told me you guys would
be naked, but for some reason, I thought you were kidding me."
	"No, I was being completely honest with you," I said. I stepped
back and introduced Travis to Dad.
	"How do you do, Sir," Travis greeted my father.
	"Just call me Doug," Dad insisted. "I'm pleased to meet you,
Travis."
	Travis shook Dad's hand. "Likewise," he returned.
	"Have any trouble finding the place?" I asked.
	"No problem at all."
	"Great."
	I led the way into the living.
	"Nice place," Travis praised.
	"We like it. Follow me down the hall and I'll give you the ten
dollar tour," I said. "We'll end up in the kitchen, and by then Dad should
have the food on the table."
	I showed Travis the rest of the house, ending up in the bedroom. I
pointed to the bed and grinned. "If you'd care to get comfortable, feel
free to lay your clothes on the bed here. Or, if you'd rather, you can keep
them on."
	Travis looked at me, a smile on his face. "I think I'd like to join
you guys if that's all right."
	"It would be our pleasure," I assured him.
	Travis had exchanged his dress clothes for shorts and a tee
shirt. I watched eagerly as he slowly pulled the shirt over his head. My
eyes went immediately to his chest. I had guessed correctly, he had a very
hairy chest. It was covered with the thickest coat of blond curls I have
ever seen. I waited anxiously for Travis to drop his shorts. When he did, I
saw that he was commando. He kicked his shorts off, and my eyes traveled
down to the real treasure. That thick blond mat led the way along the
widest treasure trail I had ever seen. It continued all the way down,
meeting up with his thick blond bush. His cock, which was quite thick and a
good five inches was nested in that blond forest, almost buried from sight
in the tangled curls. I couldn't wait to see how long that cock got when it
got became hard.
	"Oh, God, Travis, you are one hairy guy, aren't you?"
	He nodded. "Does it offend you?"
	"Fuck no," I assured him. "I love thick body hair. As you can see,
I have a lot myself."
	Travis walked over and touched my chest with his hand. "I have
noticed," he said.
	At his touch, my cock thickened up and moved across my own brown
forest. I shivered and stepped back. Grinning, I said, "If we're going to
eat the food Dad has prepared, we'd better behave. "At least for now," I
added.
	I looked down and discovered Travis was also starting to grow. His
already long dick was thickening up and starting to grow even longer,
springing up out of that luscious blond bush.
	We walked back down the hall and joined Dad in the kitchen. When we
came into the room, Dad greeted us with a smile. "And just what have the
two of you been up to?" he asked, eyeing our swollen cocks.
	"Actually, not much," I answered. "Just sort of a natural reaction,
I suppose. Look at you," I said. I walked over and wrapped my fingers
around his dick. When the two of us had walked into the room, he had
started growing immediately. "What's this?"
	Dad pulled away. "Later," he said. "I worked my ass off this
afternoon getting things ready for this meal, and I'm not about to throw it
out."
	I think if Travis had been surprised when we met him at the door
naked, he was more than surprised when he saw me take hold of Dad's cock.
	"You guys play around?" he asked.
	"Clean your plate up and you'll see," Dad told him with a smile.
	During the meal the three of us sat around the table, enjoying our
nakedness as well as the great tasting food Dad had prepared. As we ate,
the conversation bounced back and forth, and by the time we had finished
eating, we knew that Travis grew up in a small town some fifty miles away,
that he had no family living close by, and yes, it had been true, he didn't
get home cooked meals very often.
	"This is great," he praised Dad's cooking.
	"Just one of the many reasons I keep him around," I teased.
	"I have seen several good reasons to keep him around," Travis
grinned.
	"Then I'm sure you've noticed that I had a damned good reason
moving in with Tim," Dad said.
	Travis already knew somewhat of my history. The two of us had
worked together for quite some time, and he knew about my mother's
death. He even knew that Dad had sold his home and moved in with me. He
just had no idea that we played together.
	Pushing his plate away, Travis said, "So, you guys play do you?"
	I nodded.
	"You mind me asking just how much do you play?"
	I couldn't resist asking, "Do you want to know how often we play,
or what all does playing entail?"
	"Both, I guess."
	"Well, as for how often, usually seven nights a week," Dad told
him.
	"Shit," was Travis' reply.
	"And as for what we do," I said, "We fuck each other, and we suck
each other. Does that answer your question?"
	"How long has this been going on?"
	"Just since I moved in with Tim," Dad answered.
	"Fucking, you say?"
	"Yep, and to answer your question of who does whom, I'll tell you
it works both ways. We fuck each other."
	"Shit, that is so hot," Travis breathed.
	"We do enjoy it," both Dad and I agreed. I went on, saying,
"However, if we do anything this evening it will only be sucking and
jacking. Would you have a problem with that?"
	"I can respect that," Travis said. "That you only fuck each other,
I mean."
	I thought of Hunter and Chuck, but I kept silent. I wasn't ready to
give out that information just yet, if ever.
	Dad stood up from the table and started clearing our plates.  Both
Travis and I helped him. Then I poured more wine in our glasses and we went
into the living room.
	"So, Travis, does your family know that you're gay?"
	"Yes, I came out to them during my senior year in college. They
have been very supportive. I also have an older brother and sister. They
are okay with it as well. They are both married and live close to my
parents."
	Travis was curious about Dad and me, and he asked several
questions. We answered him as honestly as we could. He even asked what made
me decide to invite him over for a meal, and why."
	"Well, for one thing, I felt you would enjoy coming over and
getting naked with us. Guess my gaydar went off on you," I grinned.
	Dad and I were sitting on the couch. Dad patted the cushion between
us. "Why don't you come up here?"
	Travis joined us on the couch, falling down between us. Dad
immediately placed a hang on Travis' chest and started playing in the thick
blond curls. I went for the treasure between his legs. I wrapped my fingers
around his thick cock, and the five soft inches expanded at once to seven
hard inches. I felt his body shiver at my touch.
	While I played with his cock, Dad leaned over and teased one of
Travis's hairy nipples with his tongue. He tongued the nipple so heavily
the blond hair surrounding it became matted to his skin. Each time Dad made
a circle, I felt his dick grow harder.
	I decided it was time to take the thick hairy cock I was playing
with and slide my mouth down on it. I licked around the big mushroom head,
enjoying the fact I was making Travis completely crazy. Then I took the
head inside my mouth and slowly worked down the hard shaft. The bush around
it was so full and so thick that it wrapped completely around his shaft,
and as I took all of it inside my mouth, I took hair as well. I was buried
deep in his blond bush, and the smell was enough to drive me out of my
mind. I loved that man scent. There's nothing more intoxicating than the
smell of a thick cock forest.
	"God, that feels so good," Travis moaned.
	As I continued working my mouth up and down his thick hairy cock, I
felt Travis' hands on the back of my head. He used them to push my head up
and down on him, each time, slamming his balls against my chin, grinding
his pubes into my face. Dad continued sucking and playing with his nipples.
	Suddenly Travis pulled out of my mouth. "You're going to make me
cum," he said.
	"And the problem to that is?" I asked with a grin.
	"I want it to last," Travis groaned.
	"The night is young," Dad said. "There's nothing in the rules that
say you have to shoot your load and then leave."
	Suddenly I knew what I wanted. "Dad, I want you to fuck me," I
said. "You fuck me, and I'll suck Travis."
	I felt Travis' cock swell even harder when he heard my words. "Fuck
yeah, that would be hot," he moaned.
	As Dad was reaching for the lube, Travis and I stood to our feet. I
leaned over and took his cock back inside my mouth. As I did, I felt my
dad's slippery cock sliding inside my crack. I shivered when I felt his
cock head kiss the opening of my ass. When he entered me, even Travis felt
my pleasure. I felt ever inch of Dad's hard cock inside my wet ass, and as
he started gentle motion, moving in and out of my ass, I went to work on
Travis' cock. The sight of seeing Dad fucking my ass must have really got
to him, because he suddenly leaked so much pre cum inside my mouth that I
thought at first he had cum. When I realized what it was, I placed my hands
on his ass and forced his cock deeper inside my mouth. It was hot feeling
Dad slam my ass, grinding his cock forest into my skin, and at the same
time, feeling Travis smearing my face with his own blond curls. To have
both my face and my ass buried in a thick hairy bush was indeed hot and
exciting.
	I felt Travis' cock swell up in my mouth, and I knew he was about
to shoot his creamy load down my throat. I pushed his ass harder into my
face, and sucked his dick as hard as I could.
	"I'm cuming," Travis groaned.
	The first spurt that hit was forceful, but not nearly so as the
next three. I sucked as fast as I could, swallowing each squirt as it came
out the end of his cock. When he was through shooting, I help onto his
dick, keeping my mouth clamped down on the shaft, my nose buried in that
thick blond bush.
	Dad started plowing my ass harder, and I felt his balls as they
slammed against my cheeks. Still holding onto Travis' cock, I clamped down
on Dad's dick with my ass.
	"Fuck, Tim, you're going to make me cum," Dad groaned.
	I couldn't talk, not with a thick cock in my mouth, but I moaned my
approval, letting Dad know I wanted his cum in my ass. He didn't disappoint
me. I suddenly felt his hard cock swell, and I knew he was going to fill my
ass with the thick hot dad juice that made me.
	"Take my cum, Tim," Dad ordered. "I'm going to fill your hole with
my hot load," he said.
	As I felt my dad's hot sticky load shoot deep inside my ass, I
forced my ass muscles to clamp down on his cock at tight as possible,
forcing even more cum to go deep inside me.
	Dad leaned over, his chest against my back. I could feel his wiry
chest hair rubbing against my back, feel his breath as his breathing
returned to normal. I loved feeling him next to me this way after he had
fucked me.
	I felt more cum leave Travis' softening cock, and I quickly
swallowed it. I looked up at Travis and said, "You okay?"
	"Hell yes, I'm okay," he assured me.
	Dad soon pulled out of me and the three of us returned to the
couch.
	"I see why you keep a spread on here," Travis said.
	"Like I told you, Dad and I are naked more than we are clothed. We
have to protect the furniture some way."
	The three of us sat on the couch for a time. We talked about
several things, and I suddenly found myself telling Travis about Hunter. I
even told about Chuck. I wanted to be completely honest with Travis. I
didn't want to give him the wrong impression.
	"You see, Hunter is the main reason I don't let anyone else fuck
me."
	"You love him." It was a statement, not a question.
	I nodded. "Yes, I do. And he loves me."
	"That's cool," Travis said. "Is he okay with what we did tonight?"
	"He will be okay with it," I answered.
	"He sounds like a great guy," Travis smiled.
	"He is," I agreed. "He's coming to town on Wednesday to do some job
hunting. Both he and his dad are moving here. I think they would like to
meet you."
	"I'd like that."
	Dad stood to his feet. "You guys ready for some more wine?"
	Travis reached for his glass. "One more, and then I'd better stop."
	"Same here," I said. "After all, Dad, Travis and I have to work
tomorrow. We can't be a lazy ass like you, I teased.
	"I'll make you think `lazy'. You might just come home tomorrow and
find that the maid hasn't done a damn thing."
	"All right, I take it back. The maid's ass isn't lazy."
	"How about fucking the maid's ass?" Travis asked. "I'd love to see
that before I leave tonight."
	As Dad walked into the kitchen, he wiggled his ass and said, "We'll
have to see about that. Something could work out," he added.
	"Or in," I retorted.
	Dad returned with a full glass of wine for Travis. He refilled our
glasses and sat the bottle down beside the couch.
	As we sipped wine, Dad said, "So, Travis, you'd like to see Tim
fuck my ass, would you?"
	"Hell yes," Travis said. "It was hot watching you fuck Tim, and I
think it would be just as hot watching Tim fuck his dad."
	"I do enjoy Dad's ass," I said.
	"I find it incredibly amazing that you both fuck each other,"
Travis remarked. "Usually I find that where a couple's concerned, one
usually tops, and the other bottoms. You guys seem to be about fifty fifty
in that area."
	"We are," Dad agreed.
	"When Hunter's here, sometimes Dad will fuck me, and then Hunter
will slide his cock in my ass. He loves to fuck in Dad's cum," I ended.
	"Fuck, that is so hot," Travis whispered.
	The thought of Hunter going inside my ass with Dad's cum there must
have really excited Travis, because his cock sprung up instantly, leaving
its nest of curls.
	"You like that idea I see," Dad grinned.
	"Oh, yeah," Travis moaned. "I think it would be hot to watch him
fuck you after your dad has shot inside your ass."
	"Maybe we can show you sometime," I told him. My own cock was
quickly rising for action once more.
	Travis looked down and saw I was getting hard again. "Looks like
you're ready to fuck your dad," he said.
	"I'm always ready to fuck his tight ass," I grinned.
	"Well, do it then."
	I looked at Dad. "You ready to take my cock up your ass?"
	For an answer, Dad stood and spread his cheeks apart, showing the
thick brown hair that lined his crack and circled his hole.
	"I think he's ready," Travis told me.
	"I want to suck your dick this time," Dad told Travis.
	"No complaint from me."
	I lubed my cock up and smeared Dad's ass heavily, working it up
inside him. He pushed down as I worked two of my fingers inside him,
getting his ass ready for my cock. As I pushed the head of my dick part way
inside him, I saw Dad take Travis' hard cock inside his mouth. Travis
shivered as Dad's wet mouth slowly made its way to the hairy root. For a
time I worked my fuck pole in and out my Dad's hairy hole, and he serviced
the thick hairy cock between Travis' legs. He was enjoying burying his nose
in the thick blond forest as much as I had earlier. And I certainly was
enjoying the feel of Dad's hot wet ass against my own slick dick. I put my
hands on his ass and pulled him hard into me. I picked up my speed and
started driving harder into his ass. The faster I fucked him, the harder he
sucked Travis and the more pleasure the three of us felt.
	"Oh, Dad, your ass feels so good," I moaned.  "I love fucking that
tight hairy hole."
	"I love watching you fuck your dad," Travis said. "It's so fucking
hot to watch a son fuck his dad. I love watching that hairy cock of yours,
Tim, as it slides deep inside him."
	The three of us continued, Dad sucking Travis, and me fucking
Dad. The only sounds in the room were that our bodies were making, as skin
met skin, balls slapping, dicks pounding, hair grinding. It was a hot time
for all of us.
	Travis was the first to shoot. "I'm going to cum, Doug," he told my
father.
	My dad wanted Travis' cum, and he started working his cock for all
he was worth. At the same time I went as deep as I could into Dad, slamming
my cock up against his prostate. Just as Travis filled my dad's mouth with
his own hot creamy load, I felt Dad's ass tense up, and I knew he was going
to shoot his own load without even touching his cock. The thought of the
two of them cuming was enough to send me over the edge. I felt my orgasm
building up, starting in my groin behind my thick cock forest and felt it
spread across my entire body.
	"Shit, I'm cuming," I cried out.
	"Yeah, fill your dad's ass with your hot son juice," Travis said.
	I shot so much fuck juice up my dad's ass that some of it ran out
and went back into my bush. I could feel the matted hair as they attached
themselves to his skin. He pushed against me hard, forcing more cum out his
ass and onto me.
	"God, that was hot," Travis said. "I've never seen a son fuck his
father before, and it was so fucking hot."
	I pulled out of Dad's ass. I took a finger and ran along my
cock. Dad's cum was there, and I quickly put the finger in my mouth. I
sucked the cum off and swallowed it. "Love your cum, Dad," I smiled.
	"You two are so hot," Travis declared. "I don't mind saying, I
would love to do this again sometime."
	"Maybe we can," I said. "If we didn't scare you away," I added with
a grin.
	"No way," Travis assured me.
	It was getting late. As we had reminded Dad earlier, Travis and I
had to go to work in the morning. Travis took a quick shower, and after
thanking us for the wonderful meal and hot evening, left.
	At the door, he said, "Thanks, guys, for having me over. See you in
the morning, Tim."
	I gave him a hug. "Glad you had a good time," I told him.
	Dad also gave Travis a hug. "Glad you enjoyed the evening, Travis,
I certainly did, and I think Tim did as well."
	"No doubt about that," I laughed.
	Travis left. Dad and I went through the house turning the lights
out, and fell into bed, our cum filled bodies touching as we lay on the
sheet.
	"Tim?" Dad said as we lay down.
	"Yeah?"
	"You think Hunter will be okay with what went on here this
evening?"
	"He'll be okay," I answered. "I definitely plan on telling him
about Travis. We both agreed that we wanted to keep the fucking between the
four of us, but we both don't mind sucking other hot cocks."
	"I'm glad you are going to tell him," Dad said. "Honesty is always
best."
	"I agree." I snuggled my body next to Dad's. "Night, Dad."
	"Night, Tim."


End of Part 15