Date: Tue, 20 Dec 2011 18:33:00 +0000 (GMT)
From: Mr. D <dionyssos00@yahoo.no>
Subject: What was I thinking, part twenty three

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of
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What was I thinking, part twenty three


After John's `punishment' his dad Frank and his boyfriend Stanly had made
dinner. All three of them had been seated around the table like a real
family and talked while enjoying the food. Even if John's punishment had
been dealt with the tension in the air had not quite diminished. It was
John who made an effort to clear the air. It had become clear that Frank
and Stanly would not punish Dave. This was a huge disappointment for
John. They argued that it was up to Mr Davidson to do that. Of course that
would mean that Dave told his father what had happened and that was a
slightly worrying thought. How would Dave's dad react to something like
that? John had calmed them both down by explaining how Dave's dad was
likely to punish his son in the same manner as they had punished him. There
was no way he would call in the authorities as long as he was fucking his
own son.

They were all hard before John was finished explaining. It could have
turned into an interesting evening had not the phone started ringing. Frank
had talked a long time on the phone and come back into the kitchen in a
mixed mood. He explained that he had accepted an invitation form Mr
Davidson for an early lunch the next day. He was under the impression the
Dave had spilled his guts and that his father wanted to have a talk with
him and John about what had happened. The shock had filled Stanly's face
when Frank told him that he would be coming along too. After all it was
what their sons had done to him that was the reason for the meeting. It had
taken some convincing, but Mr Davidson had finally agreed. John kept his
dirty thoughts to him self. He figured if he shared his thoughts he would
end up having a hard time walking the next day. Fe tried to focus on some
dull stuff and spent the rest of that evening catching up on his homework.

Now they had just parked the car outside Mr Davidson's house and were
walking towards the porch. It took only a few seconds for Mr Davidson to
answer the door. He was dressed nicely and asked them to please come in. It
turned out that Mr Davidson was quite good at preparing a good meal. There
was nothing John could think of as `missing' from the table. All the items
were nicely placed and decorated. Five chairs were around the table. John
and Dave sat down next to each other. They both knew why this meeting had
come to be and were nervous like hell. Frank sat down next to John followed
by Stanly. Finally Oscar sat down between his son Dave and Stanly. Oscar
looked at each of his guests in turn before breaking the ice.

"First I would like to welcome you to our home. I am very glad that you
accepted my invitation Frank. Please help your selves to whatever you
want. If you would like a beer I have some cold ones in the fridge"

All the adults decided that a beer would be a good choice. John and Dave
both had some lemonade. The tension in the room was growing by the
second. They all knew why they had come, but no one was really brave enough
to come to the point. Oscar felt he had to get it started. After all he was
the host.

"I'm glad to see you feeling all better Mr McFly"

Stanly looked at Oscar with a mildly puzzled look.

"Feeling better?"

"Dave told me you had gone home early yesterday because you had the flue"

Stanly shot Dave a look before getting back to Oscar.

"I see. Well to be honest that was what I told the Headmaster. Truthfully
it was quite a distressing day and I didn't feel up to teaching. I am sorry
for the deception"

Before Oscar could comment on that his son Dave stood up from his chair. He
looked Stanly straight in the eye and said;

"Mr McFly, I know that what John and I did yesterday was wrong and that it
could get you in big trouble. I don't really have any thing to say in my
defence. Please forgive me?"

A silence filled the room. Dave held his ground and kept looking at
Stanly. All eyes moved to look at him with anticipation. He seemed to blush
a little before answering.

"Please Dave, under the circumstances you can call me Stanly and I accept
your apology as I have accepted John's before we got here. You may sit
down"

Dave nodded and sat back down. Oscar was once again set back by his son's
behaviour. It really pleased him to see his son accept his mistakes and ask
for forgiveness. Little did he know about his son's sweaty hands and his
major hard-on. All Dave really wanted to do was to give Stanly the same
treatment all over again. Frank looked at Dave with some of the same awe
Oscar did and said;

"Well done Dave. Now that all seems to be forgiven, what should we do?
Should we let John and Dave off the hook, or will they just repeat their
actions?"

Oscar's jaw dropped for a second. He had invited them all with the purpose
of getting a clear picture of what had really happened yesterday. Of course
everyone around the table already knew that. The difference was probably
just in the minor details of John's and Dave's descriptions. Now what? Dave
had masterly disarmed the whole thing with his profound apology. What was
Frank getting at?

"What do you mean Frank?" -Oscar asked.

"Well Stanly and I have punished John in our own way and John is quite
certain that you have done the same. I told you on the phone that the
situation on my end is a little more complicated"

"So you did, but you never told me why that is so?"

"I think it is time to explain a few things. Particularly to this group of
people"

Frank noticed how Stanly suddenly rigid in his seat and how Oscar seemed to
be taken totally by surprise. Frank continued.

"Relax Stan. Since John and Dave are best friends we can just as well let
the cat of the bag right now. Sooner or later it will slip anyway. John
could not have told you Oscar, because he didn't know until
yesterday. Stanly and I are both gay and we are in love"

Dave and Oscar both looked from Frank, to Stanly, to John and back to Frank
again. It was not the kind of news they were expecting to hear and they had
some difficulty getting their heads around it. Dave was the one who spoke
first.

"Are you telling us that John and I gave your boyfriend a blowjob!?"

"That is very bluntly put Dave, but yes you did. You can imagine how I
would like to retaliate that?"

If Dave's young cock had been hard before it almost popped out of his pants
now. Was Frank hinting about wanting a blowjob, or was it just his own
dirty mind interpreting it that way.

"What in the world are you getting at Frank? And what is it that John had
led you to believe about my punishment of my boy?" --Oscar said.

"The thing is Oscar, I know, John knows, Stanly knows, Dave knows and you
know too, but we grownups never discussed it. Don't you think it is time to
stop pretending?"

Oscar looked like a rat trapped in a corner with no possible escape
route. He knew exactly what Frank was talking about and felt his cock begin
to grow. How had Frank found out? He quickly stole a glance at John and
Dave. It had to be from them. No one else knew what he had been up to. Why
was it so hard to admit it? -After all he had not only fucked his own son,
he had fucked Frank's son too on more than one occasion. Did Frank know
that?

"Please relax Oscar. This is not easy for me to say, but since I started
this I will go first and put you out of your misery. Besides having a
healthy sexual relationship to our sons PE teacher, I also crossed the line
and enjoy giving my son John a good fucking too. As a matter of fact my
punishment was to have him give Stanly a blowjob while I was fucking
him. Now tell me Oscar, how did you punish Dave?"

"I guess there is no point in denying this any longer. I can not explain it
with rational thought and there is no excuse in our society for my
actions. The best fuck I ever had was the first time I filled my son's
tight ars to the hilt with my own cum. When Dave told me what he had done
yesterday I understood why he was so distressed. However, instead of
yelling at him and grounding him for life, like he was expecting, I got
overwhelmed by horniness. I had Dave show me exactly how he sucked Stanly's
10 inch cock, using my own meat as a model. Then I pulled him upstairs to
my office and fucked the crap out of him"

"I see Oscar. We are not so different after all. I can not speak for you,
but I feel like a huge burden has been lifted from my shoulders"

"I feel the same way Frank. Let's make a toast to that!"

In fact the burden was lifted from all their shoulders. The very air in the
room changed and it seemed so much easier to breathe. With the pressure
gone from their shoulders the pressure between their legs increased. They
lifted their glasses, the three adults drinking beer and the sons their
lemonade.

Stanly got up and navigated to the bathroom. He found it with ease, but
could not make himself relax enough to let go. The talk downstairs had made
him rock hard and it was quite impossible to urinate with the 10 inch
swollen cock. First he thought about stroking it and shoot his load, but
then a much better idea entered his mind. He pulled his pants back up and
went looking for Dave's room. He found it at the end of the hall. Like he
had been hoping a standard office chair was by Dave's desk. It was almost
identical to the one in his office. He lifted it and carried it with him
back downstairs. He placed it in the middle of the living room and went
back into the kitchen.

"There you are!" -- Frank said

"I thought you had made a run for it?"

"To be honest I tried to go to the bathroom, but I was not able to"

"What went wrong? Couldn't you find it?"

"Oh I found it all right, but I couldn't piss with a hard-on. I gave up and
came up with a better idea"

Stanly sent a flash of his best evil grin at John and Dave. They grinned
back at him. Frank and Oscar seemed to be on the same page as him. Both of
them were slowly rubbing the front of their pants. Oscar spoke up this time

"So what did you have in mind Stanly?"

"I figured some compensation is due for your son blowing me off without my
boyfriend's permission. In addition to that I would like to administer my
own punishment to the boys, if that is all right with the fathers?"

Frank and Oscar had no objections to this at all. They could hardly wait
for Stanly to reveal his plan. Stanly began by ordering the boys to get out
their clothing. He said they wouldn't need them for this punishment. Once
the boys were naked he got John to undress his father Frank and Dave to
undress Oscar. The adults were strictly forbidden to help them in any
way. He enjoyed seeing the boys work hard and began to undress while they
did the hard work. It didn't take long before all of them were naked with
five hard dicks in the air. They followed Stanly out to the living room
where they were mildly surprised by the office chair. Stanly sat down in
the chair and continued his directions.

"For the sake of clearing up what actually happened in my office, I have
helped myself to this suited chair from Dave's room. To make sure there is
no doubt I want you two youngsters to start showing your fathers exactly
what you did to me"

John and Dave did not hesitate. They knelt down in front him and let their
tongues run from his balls up the entire length of his cock. They began a
similar service as the day before. This time the excitement and arousal
came from knowing that their fathers were watching them being bad. It was
even better to know that they liked seeing it. Stanly felt he was getting
close and did not want this to end too soon. He addressed the cock sucking
boys with a stern voice.

"Now you horny little bastards, I want you kneeling in the sofa with you
hands leaning on the back support".

As he was talking he walked over to the sofa and gestured where he wanted
each boy. They obediently climbed up and took their positions. Stanly
didn't have to tell them to spread their legs. As soon as they got up the
boys spread their knees as far apart as was comfortable.

"Very good boys. Now I if you two perverted fathers wouldn't mind, please
come and stand in front of your sons. I want to see them suck your cocks
with the same eagerness they have just practiced on me. Be careful now
fathers, I do not want you cumming in their mouths, so keep it back!"

The boys were happy to keep sucking cock. Stanly took in the situation with
all his senses. He really wanted to shoot his load. In order to stop
himself from stroking, he locked his hands behind his back. It didn't take
too long before Frank pulled back. His breathing was heavy and he really
wanted to fill John's mouth with his jizz. But he had been told not to do
so and pulled back before he went too close the point of no return. Oscar
followed shortly after.

"Now that was hot to watch! Now I would like to see you horny grownups
service your sons. Kneel down behind them and show me with your tongues
just how much you like their tight arses"

Each father positioned them selves behind their son and began
rimming. Frank and Oscar worked hard and made sure to open up and lube the
tight arses. The treatment sent shivers down both boys' spines. Stanly was
enjoying seeing the blurry eyes of the boys as their fathers ate away at
their backsides. Every time they moaned too loud he gave them a gentle slap
in the face with his cock. He even let them have the head in their mouths,
but was careful not to cum. Even if the sight was wonderful he had to move
on with his plan. After ten minutes of rimming he figured the boys were
ready for some more.

"We all know that Oscar and Frank like to fuck their own son. This means
that the boys are quite familiar with your cocks. For the sake of variation
I now want you to lube up you throbbing daddy-cocks with your spit. When
you are ready you will switch over so that each of you fucks the other's
son"

This was a little unexpected for Frank. After all his 8" cock was more than
a little bigger that Oscar's and a little thicker too. The last thing he
wanted to do was to hurt Dave. Frank saw his hesitation and addressed it.

"Do not worry Frank. This is supposed to be payback remember? Besides the
kid loves getting fucked and I am confident that he wants your fat cock
inside him. Don't you Dave?"

"Hell yes!"

John giggled at his best friend's enthusiasm. After all Oscar had fucked
him before. He even peed inside him! He was looking very much forward to
feeling that slightly curved cock work its way inside him. It didn't take
long before he got his wish. He moaned when he felt the thumping tip of
Oscar's cock up against his opening. After the good work of his father he
was open and had no trouble letting Oscar slide all the way inside. Beside
him he heard Dave's heavy panting. John knew exactly how it felt to be
filled up by his father's thick cock. In his friend's moans John heard a
lot of enjoyment, but also the strain of the pain as his butt was stretched
to its limit. Before Frank had worked his way all the way up Dave's ars,
Oscar had begun fucking John in a slow and steady rhythm. He quickly lost
interest in Dave's sounds and concentrated fully on enjoying his own
punishment. Both fathers gradually picked up the tempo. Their sons seemed
lost in pleasure and only made strange incoherent noises as the speed
picked up. Once in a while Stanly could make out a `yes' or a `more' or a
`harder', but it was quite impossible to know which boy said it. He could
see in the faces of Frank and Oscar that they would not last much
longer. He was eager to watch those faces as they emptied their heavy balls
into each other's boys.

"Keep up the good work gentlemen. I want to see you breed the horny little
boys"

That comment pushed Oscar over the edge. He roared as he began to fill
John's ars for the third time. Seeing another man cumming inside his son
sent frank the same way. Time after time he felt how his cum shot out and
deep into Dave. He had worked up a good sweat and his heart was beating so
hard it felt like it might leap straight out his chest.

Stanly saw John reaching for his own cock, but didn't intend to let him
touch it. He figured it would only take half a stroke for the boys to shoot
too. He quickly reached out and grabbed John's arm.

"No you don't John. And that goes for you too Dave. You are not allowed to
touch your selves until I say so"

The boys looked a little puzzled, but did as they were told. John looked
pleadingly at Stan and asked;

"So what do you have in store for us next Stanly?"

"Wouldn't you like to know" -- Stanly replied in a teasing voice.

"I have more plans, but I think your fathers need a short breather before
we continue"

As a matter of fact both Frank and Oscar showed no sign of needing or
wanting a brake. Their cocks were still hard and showed no sign of going
soft any time soon. They had left Stanly in charge and so they all obeyed
and waited for Stanly's next move.


---To be continued---

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