Date: Mon, 21 Feb 2011 17:34:20 +0000 (GMT)
From: Mr. D <dionyssos00@yahoo.no>
Subject: What was I thinking, part fifteen

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What was I thinking, part fifteen


I didn't really know what to expect when I entered my son's bedroom. I knew
Dave and John had been fucking. I had heard what had been said and been a
little puzzled by what the two kids were saying. It seemed John had got
hold of some underpants that his Dad had used as a cum rag. The jizz on
them had still been wet, so it could not be very old. I wondered how John
had gone about to get his hands on that? John had used his fathers cum to
lube up my son. It had almost made me cum in my pants right there. Now I
had no way of hiding my erected cock as I entered the room.

I wasn't surprised to find the two young men naked on the bed. John was
spooning around Dave, while Dave had hidden his face under a pillow. The
surprise was to see John's grin. Had his ears not been in place it would
have gone all the way around his head. The two boys had such different
reactions I froze by the door. John seemed way too happy to see me, while
my son seemed to want to hide. I had no way of knowing what was going on in
his mind right now. I could hardly keep track of my own mind. I saw John's
gaze wander from my eyes to my crotch. My cock was making a big tent in the
front. Even if my 7 inches of fuck meat were curving slightly upwards it
was not possible to hide it.

"Hello Oscar. I promise you Dave is OK even if he is under the pillow"

I couldn't make a sound. My attempt to speak only resulted in my jaw
dropping. I felt like a fool but could not move. I tried to remember what
had made me enter this room in the first place, but my mind was blank. WHAT
WAS I THINKING!?

"It's OK Oscar, please come in. I promise you we will not bite"

John winked at me when he said that. It felt like I was under some spell. I
could not help it and slowly began to move closer to the bed. It seemed to
take forever before I was standing next to it. John reached out one hand
and let his fingers slide over the tip of my cock. I moaned at his
touch. Even if I knew I should leave the room I wanted to stay even
more. Memories from the weekend trip began dripping into my mind. John
climbed over Dave and sat on the bed right in front of me. His hand could
now reach all of my cock and he began to stroke it. A wet spot of pre-cum
appeared and I felt my breathing getting shorter and faster. John looked up
at me and said in a low and seducing voice;

"I know you were outside the door. You probably can't see the bed, but you
could hear us couldn't you?"

Still lost for words I only nodded in reply.

"You know I just used my dad's jizz as lube to fuck your son right? I'm
sorry you missed that. Perhaps I can make it up to you?"

John began pulling my loose fitting pants down. It only took a second
before they were around my ankles and my cock was finally in out and
free. The next thing John did was surprising indeed. He slowly pulled the
pillow off Dave's face. I could see the embarrassment in my son's face. He
looked like he wanted to melt and get absorbed by the sheets on the
bed. Dave looked up at me and his eyes almost popped out when he saw John
masturbating my 7 inch cock.

"Look Dave. Your dad is horny too"

Dave gave no reply. He only looked at me and a hint of a smile crossed his
lips. John was looking at my cock and didn't notice the change in Dave's
mood. A big drop of pre-cum was forming on the tip of the head. John saw it
and gently used his tongue to remove it. He closed his eyes and looked like
he was enjoying the best taste ever. He even made a little "mmm" sound. It
made me extremely horny to have John playing with my cock while Dave was
watching. All I wanted was to grab the back of John's head and fuck his
pretty little face. For some reason though I could not move. My body was
not listening to my wants and needs. No need to mention how efficiently it
ignored any reason. I wanted this to happen. I saw how my son had begun to
play with his dick. He was young still and didn't need long to get all hard
again. For a moment I looked down at John. He had just let his lips engulf
my swollen cock head. Suddenly something clicked in my mind and I regained
the ability to speak.

"You know if you keep doing that John I'll shoot my load in your mouth"

John did not reply since he was busy filling his mouth with my cock. It was
Dave who answered me.

"That would be such a waste of your load dad..."

His voice was different. It sounded like he was partly dreaming and was
muttering it partly to himself. I didn't get what he meant though. Why
would it be a waste to shoot in John's willing mouth? Before I could find
the words to ask Dave showed me exactly what he was thinking about. While
John was working my cock deeper into his warm mouth, my son started to move
on the bed. He turned his back to me and knelt on the edge of the bed, on
top of the pillow that had covered his embarrassment a few minutes
ago. Then he bent forward and ended up showing me his pink ass. When the
realization hit me the room began spinning. He wanted me to fuck him! My
son was offering his tight hole to me. A wave of lust rushed through
me. When the room calmed down I got a better look at his ass. It was
perfectly rounded with a pink hole in the centre. It was not long since
John had fucked him and I could see how open he was. John's cum was still
inside him and I could not resist this temptation.

"Please Dad. Please fuck me"

John caught that and stopped sucking me to look over his shoulder. When he
saw what Dave had in mind he looked up at me and had a question on his
face. He didn't say a word, but it was obvious he would love to see me fuck
my son.

I moved into position behind Dave. I let my cock slide across his horny
opening. He shivered under me and I thought I heard him whisper a
"yes". Knowing his ass was buttered up with John's and John's fathers cum
was giving me a turn-on I never had before. John was helpful too. One hand
has now playing with Dave's dick and he grabbed my cock with the other and
guided the swollen head to Dave's opening. My cock was slick from John's
sucking and I was leaking pre-cum like crazy. All I had to do now was to
start feeding my cock to Dave. To my surprise the head of my cock slipped
into him with almost no resistance at all. His muscle objected to the
intrusion and clamped down around my cock. I held still until I felt him
relax again. As I began to shove my cock into my son, John began tickling
my hairy balls. Having his hand there at the same time was way too much for
me. I hadn't even begun to fuck Dave before I felt the orgasm tearing
through me. I let out a loud roar and tried to hold still as I felt my cock
pumping my son's ass full of the stuff that made him. The feeling was
insane and before I had finished shooting Dave's ass clamped down around my
cock again. It felt like he was using his ass to suck every drop out of
me. When I felt him shiver I understood he was cumming too. My cock was
only a little more than half the way into Dave, yet the sight of it
blocking him out like that was sensational.

When Dave's Orgasm had receded I slowly pulled my cock out. It left his
tight hole with a popping sound and cum began to leak out of him. To my
delight my cock did not go soft. It was now smeared in with cum from 3
different people and was glistering white. John took the opportunity to
clean me up. He used his talented mouth and tongue to suck and lick off
every drop. When he was done he went on to clean Dave's ass as well. The
kid seemed to love the taste of cum and I didn't mind one bit seeing him
licking cum off my boy's ass.

I wanted to stay, but needed to leave the room. I left quietly while John
was licking Dave. I didn't know what to think, but felt happier than I
could remember feeling in years. I went to my own bedroom and collapsed on
top of the bed.

************

31 year old Stanly McFly had a bad day so far. His mind was occupied with
what his new acquaintance Frank had told him and what the two of them had
been doing. He was not used to connecting so easily with anyone. With Frank
it was different. All he wanted when he was alone was to be with him. For
the first time in his adult life he felt like he was in love. The thought
scared him. How could he be in love with a man he had met only once? Could
there be another explanation to why he could not get Frank out of his head?

There was of course Frank's son John, who happened to be a student at the
school he was working as a PE teacher. Once a week he would have to endure
teaching the kid. It was a test of endurance because John was so much like
his father it was scary. Frank had been very upset when he first met
him. He had told Stanly about how he had let his son suck his cock and felt
bad about it. It was not like Stan was a stranger to liking younger men,
but at work he had managed to keep it at a professional level. Yes there
were gorgeous naked young men around him all day. No he did not approach
any of them, not even mentally, in a sexual way. Now he had to see John
running around naked in the locker room.

Over the years Stanly had built up quite a lot of frustration. When he met
Frank and heard his story he felt liberated. He realized he had felt very
alone in his safe little world. Always watching the young men in school,
but never doing anything about his desires. When Frank told him, in detail
by the way, how his own son had given him a blowjob, his loneliness had
evaporated. The feeling of freedom had been overwhelming. It had also
turned him so much on he just threw himself in Frank's arms and had some
wild sex. Frank had even fucked him on the kitchen table!

Stanly's cock had not really settled down all day. It had been hard to
teach in class and hiding his hard cock at the same time. He knew he was
very well equipped and whenever he got really hard, all he could do was to
retreat to his small office. At least John was not scheduled with PE until
Friday, the only calming thing of the day. He was in desperate need of sex,
but as usual he was alone.

He jumped when he heard his cellular phone ring. The second after his heart
jumped. He hoped it was Frank calling him, picked up the phone and sounded
a little too enthusiastic.

"Hello!"

"Hi Stan, it's Frank. Boy you sure sound happy?"

"I do? I felt miserable all day. I do feel exited talking to you though"

"Really? That is a good thing I guess"

"You think so? That is nice to hear"

"How would you like to come over to my place and have some... Coffee?"

"To your place? So you have told John about us?"

"Oh no, John is clueless about us. He is sleeping over at his best friend's
house and I just dropped him off. I feel a little... lonely and just wanted
to ask if you wanted to come over?"

"I do want that. A little too much when I think about it"

"You sound sad Stan. Are you OK?"

"I guess I have a lot on my mind and need someone to talk to. I'm also
extremely horny so I guess frustrated is a good description..."

"Then I'll be outside your flat in ten minutes. Be ready to move and we'll
sit down at my place and have a good ... Talk"

"Perfect, I'll be ready"

Stanly hung up the phone and suddenly felt exited. He actually felt like a
child who gets exactly what he wants for Christmas. He had to laugh to him
self about that. This was getting out of hand. He had to talk about this
with Frank, but was afraid how he would respond.

Before he knew it Frank's car pulled up outside. They greeted politely even
if Stanly felt like throwing himself around Frank and giving him a
passionate kiss. They made some small talk in the car. It only took about
ten minutes to get to Frank's place. He parked the car and seemed to be in
a hurry to get inside. Stanly was happy to hurry along.

Once the door closed behind Stanly, Frank locked his strong arms around him
and gave him a big welcome hug.

"I've missed you Stan"

"You missed me?"

"Yes. Even if it's barely more than a day since I got to know you. I can't
stop thinking about you"

"I feel the same. I've been going crazy the passed 24 hours"

Frank took a step back.

"Would you like to talk about it?"

"I sure would, but there is something I need to do before I can talk"

Frank began to ask "what?" but before he could finish the first word Stan
gave him that passionate kiss. Frank's response was instant and kissed him
back with the same passion. They were locked in the kiss for a long time
before they broke it off. Frank's eyes were glowing and his voice sounded
blurred.

"Should we go to my bedroom?"

"Actually I liked what you did to me in my kitchen. Would you mind terribly
to fuck me in your living room?"

"Not at all Stan, not at all..."


---To be continued---

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