Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2016 18:21:39 +0000 (UTC) From: Tim Smith <mint848848@yahoo.com> Subject: Zach's Obsession with Wieners, Chapter 16 It was a Wednesday after dinner when my dad asked me what my plans were for the weekend. I was 10 – my plans were always whatever my parents told me they were. And if they didn't have anything for me to do, I just played in my room (mostly on the internet), watched TV or went to the basketball courts. So, I answered, "Nothing." "Good. I have plans for you and Jason," he replied. That was a first. He never made plans with any of my friends included. At first, I wondered what he had planned. It must be cool if he wanted me to include a friend. Maybe an amusement park? Nah – Dad gets dizzy real easy. He threw up once after a little ride at the county fair. Then I wondered how I would invite Jason. I don't know where he lives. I don't have his phone number. The only time I ever see him is at the basketball court when he comes to shoot hoops. "What are we going to do?" I asked. "It'll be fun. You guys will like it," is all he answered. He had a smirk on his face which told me he didn't intend to tell me his big secret. But how was I supposed to convince Jason to go along if he didn't know what we were doing. I didn't see Jason at the basketball courts until Friday afternoon. "Okay," he said after I asked him. There was no "I gotta ask my mom" or "Where are we going" ... just "Okay." There was a delay before I said anything. I was ready to sell him into it. "Okay cool. I'm not sure what we're going to be doing... My dad's cool though," I rambled, still selling him. "I said I'll go. And I know you're dad's cool. He's really cool. You're lucky," he said looking directly in my eyes. I was uncomfortable looking back so my glance went to his wiener poking his shorts. I didn't care if he saw where I was looking. He instinctively touched himself. It ended up that Dad's plans for us were on Sunday. I was kinda bummed because Saturday's weather forecast was perfect and Sunday was a cloudy day with periods of rain possible. But at least it was still gonna be hot. The only thing dad said was we should bring our bathing suits. I got excited because I don't remember the last time my dad wore a bathing suit and I hoped his big wiener was going to show when he got wet. The night before, I went through my drawer of shorts. I wanted to wear the shorts I had on when Arnie and I went jet skiing with Keith so I can show off my wiener bulge to Dad and Jason, but they're not really meant for swimming. The only reason I had them on that day was because Arnie and I only planned on laying on the shore of the lake to sunbathe. So I tried on all of my swim suits to see which one made my wiener look best and I settled on an old pair that fit pretty tight. My butt looked good in them and you could actually see the bottom of my butt cheeks when I bent over. I found a pair of scissors from my desk and cut out the inside liner which I guess was the built in underwear that bathing suits have. Then I went to my bathroom (naked of course) and wet the suit in the sink. Bathing suits look even better when they're wet and they stick to your parts. I looked even better after I did that. You could even see the head of my wiener. I hoped there was going to be a lot of people wherever we were going because I wanted them to see my wiener. I took my suit off and hung it to dry. I decided to bring it separately the next day hoping we'd have to change in front of other people in a changing room like at the water park. I wonder if we're going to the water park!? It's like 2 hours away and Dad never went with us before. I wish he would tell me! My mom woke me up on Sunday. "Wake up Zach – your dad is already in the shower. He said to hurry up," she said while gently rubbing my head. I was still sleepy... and confused. "Dad wants me to go in his shower?" I asked. Why would he admit to Mom that we shower together? "No silly! You have your own shower. You haven't showered with your dad in years!" she said smiling. Oh crap! Did I just tell Mom that Dad and I showered together? I listened to my previous statement in my head and was relieved that the way I worded it did not disclose anything. No wait, Dad and I showered together before? And Mom knows? How come I don't remember? I wonder if Dad touched my wiener and butthole back then too. Of course he did if he was cleaning me. I wonder if I enjoyed it back then too. I wonder if I got a boner back then. I was deep in thought when I pushed my covers aside and stood up out of bed. "Oh!" is all I heard from my mother. Oh crap. I was naked. Oh crap. I had a boner. I saw my undies on the floor where I took them off before bed and quickly slipped them on, but without a shirt, there was nothing to hide my boner bulge, so I just covered it with my hands. "Oops," I said truly embarrassed that my mom just saw me. Thank goodness she couldn't read my mind about my thoughts of my dad rubbing me in the shower. "It's fine Zach. You're going to get erections a lot now that you're growing up," she seemed to be searching for more words on the subject. "I'll have your father explain more about it sometime. I should start breakfast..." she said as she scampered towards my bedroom door avoiding eye contact. Well I guess that was going to happen sooner or later. I'm just glad it wasn't during one of the times I was sneaking through the house trying to get my dad to catch me naked. After my shower, I walked to my room naked. I felt now that my mom saw me naked, there was no longer any reason to hide anything. It wasn't logical thinking, but that's why I didn't bother to cover up. I almost crapped myself when I walked in my bedroom and saw Jason sitting on my bed. I obviously didn't care that he saw me naked. I just wasn't expecting anyone to be in there. "What a surprise – you're naked!" he said to me louder than I thought was necessary. "I just got out of the shower," I explained as I closed my door. "Yea, I figured that out from the shower running in your bathroom. And your wet hair. So what are we doing today?" he asked, not hiding the fact that he was looking over my nude body. "You bring your bathing suit?" I asked not answering his question. "I wear shorts to go swimming," he answered pointing to the shorts he was wearing... the same shorts he wears to play basketball. "I thought you go skinny dipping with your brother," I challenged. I started to get hard thinking about him and his brother swimming naked together. And remembering him saying his brother would love my butt and thinking maybe him and his brother do sex stuff together. "Not every time," he answered. "Nice boner," he added. "Oh my God – dude! I totally flashed my boner to my mom this morning!" I admitted. Jason seemed very interested in that story and had me tell him everything about it. There was obvious very little to tell. I didn't disclose the reason I had a boner – thinking about my dad washing me in the shower when I was little. "Did she get turned on?" was one of his odd questions. I thought about his question later and realized it wasn't that odd, especially thinking if he asked me the same question about me turning my dad on which I obviously did. So then I actually wondered if my mom actually was excited to see me like that. But I told Jason she probably wasn't. Ten minutes later, we were in the car with my dad. He seemed to be in a good mood, despite the cloudy skies. "Ok, today is going to be a boys day out," he stated the obvious. "And I thought it would be fun to go boating on the lake!" I assume he meant the same lake as Arnie and me went jet skiing with Keith. There are no other lakes near us so everyone around here just calls it `The Lake.' I think it has some Indian sounding name but I can never remember it. "Are you serious? No wait... we don't have a boat!" I realized. "I rented one from the marina," he said smiling, measuring my reaction. My reaction was disbelief. Not only because I didn't know they rented boats on the lake but because my dad did something spontaneous and super fun which has never happened! So of course Jason and I fist pumped each other and jumped out of the car the moment we got to the parking lot. Dad went inside and did whatever he does to rent a boat while Jason and I jogged up and down the docks guessing what type of boat dad rented. We didn't even realize not all the boats were rentals until I saw some with the marina name printed on the side of them all docked together. As we were scanning the choices, Dad and the rental guy were walking towards us and stopped at one of the bigger boats with little windows up in the front. "This one has a cabin in it in case it rains," Dad pointed out. "I don't think we have to worry about getting wet Dad. We're boating!" I said. "I doubt you'll get sun today but you won't have to worry about thunder storms. There's no warnings in effect," the rental guy said. "Plus, the lake will not be as crowded as yesterday." Jason and I got our stuff and a cooler Dad brought from the car and loaded everything onto the boat while the guy taught my dad how to operate the boat. He made sure we knew where the life vests were and made us put them on. He said we had to leave the marina with them on but after that, it was up to my dad. Five minutes later, we were skimming across the lake at full speed! It was awesome! The only other boats on the lake were small fishing boats off near the edges. We had the whole lake to ourselves and the water wasn't as choppy as when we went jet skiing. The air was warm and humid so it didn't matter that the sun wasn't shining. In fact, it probably would have been too hot and Dad would have been complaining all day. After about 30 minutes of zooming around, Dad turned the boat into a wide cove and shut down the engine. "Can we go swimming here?" I asked. "It's pretty deep here. I know you're a good swimmer... Jason how well do you swim?" he asked. "We live next to the creek. I've been swimming all my life. I can hold my breath under water for almost a minute," he bragged. "Well, please don't do that here. I'll get nervous thinking you passed out or something. The water is too deep here. I want to go in further until it gets to around eight feet deep. That way, if you want to dive, you can," he said as he started up the engine and moved forward and dropped the anchor. "Guys, didn't you bring your bathing suits?" Dad asked seeing us wearing shorts. "I did!" I said as I pulled my old suit from my bag. "I just swim in these," Jason said pulling out the sides of his shorts. "I should have bought you a new bathing suit when we went shopping for underwear. Just like they wear in the Olympics," Dad said looking at my old swim suit. "Your dad buys your underwear?" Jason asked me. I shrugged indicating, "Yea, so what?" "No wonder they were so sexy," he added looking at my dad with a smile. "Jason, you can always borrow Zach's clothing. Just like the night you stayed over. You had on his underwear when yours were in the laundry," he said, in case we suddenly lost our memory. "I guess I should have thought ahead. Well, next time. We can go to Martin's together and try them on." Being the exhibitionist I was, I unclipped my life vest, took off my T shirt and unsnapped my shorts in less than 10 seconds. I stood naked on the boat deck pretending to be confused about which way my bathing suit goes on. I was excited to be out in the open and naked and soon that excitement showed down below with a full on boner. My dad pretended to be shocked. "Zach! You can't just walk around naked out here – with your penis all hard like that! Your friend Jason doesn't want to see that!" he said pointing to my wiener. "Oh my God, he's always like that!" Jason tattled on me. "When I stayed over, he was naked more than he had clothes on and he was hard like that more than he was soft!" Why was he telling my dad this? I mean, Dad knows the stuff Jason and did, but Jason doesn't know that. "We even went outside streaking! And we even slept naked!" he continued. How far was Jason going to go in saying what we did during his sleepover? My dad only knows we sucked on each other's wiener. I didn't tell him what we did on the hike the next morning! "But you already knew that Mr. Miller. Remember when you saw me naked when I got up to pee in the middle of the night?" he asked. "So boys," my dad interrupted. "Let's get your suits on and get in that water," he said as he found his swim suit in his duffle bag and went into the little cabin at the front of the boat. I assume to change. "Dude, don't tell him all the stuff we did! That's our secret," I whispered. Jason just shrugged like it was no big deal. I pulled my suit up my legs and of course it bulged out because of my hard on. Jason didn't get naked like me because he was already wearing his shorts. Still, I saw his puffed out wiener. He definitely wasn't soft. He was going to look really hot once he gets wet. I hoped he liked the way I looked too. My dad whistled at us when he came back from the cabin. He was now wearing his own bathing suit. It bulged at his wiener too. I know he was a little hard. I wish he would have changed in front of us. I would have loved for Jason to see him naked. At that moment, Jason jumped off the boat and made a big splash. I was still looking my dad over in his trunks trying to see his wiener bulge. Jason yelped which caused me to look his way and my dad used that opportunity to pick me up and throw me in the water. His hand was on my butt and he definitely squeezed it a bunch of times while he carried me to the edge of the boat. Cool – he's in a playful mood! Jason and I fought for the boat ladder and kept trying to pull each other off until we were both out of breath. At that point, he let me climb it but not without attempting to pull down the back of my bathing suit when I went up. It was tied tight so it didn't move very far but it was still fun that he was trying to pull them off. I hoped my butt cheeks stuck out the bottom when I climbed the ladder. After our next jump, Jason went up the ladder first so I did the same thing as he did and yanked on the back of his shorts. The only difference is that his suit came down and his whole ass was on display! I guess he never bothered to tie it! He had on underwear too but they came down with his shorts! "Hey you perv! Stop trying to get me naked! Just because you are always that way doesn't mean everyone likes to be! I don't want everyone on the lake to see my stuff," he said as he pointed to his poke bulge without bothering to pull up his suit in the back. "Umm, first of all, you tried to pull mine down first and second of all, the lake is empty because of the rain clouds so who's gonna see your stuff other than us and we've both already seen everything you have so it's no big deal," I reasoned. "No big deal? That's not what you said the other day! I think your quote was "I wish mine was more like yours" so... you want to take back that statement?" Jason said defensively. "Boys, boys! Let's not argue. You know what Zach meant. I personally think both of you are very handsome and your "stuff" is very impressive. I give you both 10's. And Zach is right – the lake is so empty today, we can probably all swim naked and not ever be seen," Dad said in a suggestive tone. "Sounds good to me!" I said as I swiftly untied my suit and yanked it down my legs. It caught on my boner on the way down which snapped back up to my belly once it pulled free. "Ta da!!" I said spreading my arms apart once I put myself on display. "Come on Jase – do it! I dare you!" I didn't wait for Jason. I jumped off the boat in the cool water and loved the feeling of non constricted water touching my wiener, balls and butt. I pulled my butt cheeks apart and enjoyed the cool water on my hole. This prompted me to wave water towards my hole to enjoy the cool waves pressing against it. I quickly fell in love with skinny dipping. Jason and my dad were talking, but I couldn't hear them. "Come on! Scaredy cats! What are you afraid of? It feels great!" I yelled up at the boat. Seconds later, a naked Jason was flying through the air at me. He splashed my face and sent a wave of water which soaked me a second time. "Good one!" I complimented him. "Your dad's next. I told him I'd get naked only if he did," he said looking back up at the boat. "No wait, my dad agreed to swim naked?" I asked, joining Jason's gaze up at the boat. Sure enough, my dad appeared on the back deck of the boat standing with his hands on his hips... only he had a towel wrapped around his waist. "Take it off!" Jason yelled. Dad looked around, I guess to determine if he could see anyone that may be able to see us. He looked a second time. Satisfied we were alone, he unhooked the towel and there he was – my naked dad! He beat his chest like Tarzan and did a cannon ball practically on top of us! That started a long period of naked swimming, water wrestling, jumping, diving, grabbing each other, floating on pool noodles and, oh, pissing too. I was the first: I floated on my back and pissed straight up in the air like a whale shooting water from his spout. Jason and Dad did it too. It was so cool watching them pee! We eventually moved the boat to other areas of the lake. We always stayed away from the shore and other boats so we didn't have to get dressed. Jason and I had boners most of the time, but not always, until we started playfully touching and smacking each other. At first, we only touched each other's wieners and butts when Dad couldn't see but once Jason grabbed mine right in front of Dad. I smacked Jason's hand away and looked at my Dad's face to see if he was mad that we were fooling around like that. But all he did was laugh. "This whole situation reminds me of my best friend and me when we were boys," he said smiling. "Yea, it took a long time until we had the nerve to even change in front of each other but once that happened, we got naked together all the time. And yes, erections happened often. We weren't as young as you guys are but that was a different time. So don't be shy – pretend I'm not here." "Ha! I'm not sure you really want us to do the stuff we did when you weren't around," Jason joked. I smacked his arm. "Listen guys. Like I said, you guys remind me of when I was younger. That was a really fun time in my life and I often wished I could go back in time to repeat it all over again. This is the next best thing – seeing you guys playing around," Dad explained. So then we didn't hide our grabbing any more. Dad stayed semi hard the entire time. I don't know about under water because I couldn't see it. I have seen him completely soft before so maybe Jason thinks he's been soft all day, but I know he's plumper now than when it's soft. Well, that was until I grabbed it! I couldn't believe I did it! I used to be so shy! So, we had just finished eating sandwiches that Dad brought. Jason and I were playing around again, grabbing each other and my dad asked Jason for a beer out of the cooler near him. Jason grabs one out of the ice water and puts it against my dad's wiener! Of course my dad yelped from the cold and then I almost forgot that Jason was there and it was just my Dad and me. I said "Let me warm it back up," and grabbed my dad's wiener with my hand and just held onto it! My dad made no attempt to push my hand away and all three of us watched as his wiener puffed up inside my fingers which by now weren't just holding onto it, but moving around on it stimulating it to get hard! "Well I guess now we're all equal," Dad said referring to us all having hard wieners. "I wouldn't say equal – yours is bigger than both of ours combined! I can't believe it's so huge!" Jason said while I stroked it. It started oozing liquid out of the end. We just watched in silence until Jason announced, "I think I need a blunt." I had no idea what a blunt was. That was until Jason reached in the plastic grocery bag he brought with him and pulled out a joint! I released my grip of my dad's wiener and quickly stood between Jason and my dad to hide the joint. "Jase – are you crazy? You can't smoke here! In front of my dad!" I whispered to him. "Sure I can," Jason said without whispering like I was. "In fact, I'm sure he'll want some too. Isn't that right Mr. Miller?" Jason held the joint up for Dad to see. Dad looked around the boat in all directions. There wasn't another boat in sight. "Zach, we've agreed lately that certain things are our secret. And that your mother, or anyone for that matter, doesn't need to know, right?" he asked. "Yea," I answered. "So if I smoke some of Jason's weed, that's our secret too, right?" he continued. "Dad? You smoke weed?" I asked puzzled as if I just met this man. "Well, I haven't for a very long time," he reasoned. "Umm, I don't think a week ago was that long ago," Jason said behind me just before he lit his lighter and took a puff of his joint. "Dad? What is Jason talking about?" I was so confused. Jason handed the joint to my dad and decided to fill me in. "Remember the night I stayed over? And your dad caught me in the bathroom? Naked? Well, I wasn't going to the bathroom. I was in there smoking. My brother and I always smoke when he's horny. I thought the bathroom fan would suck all the smoke out but apparently not. Your dad caught me. Naked with a stiffy and a blunt in my fingers," he explained. Dad offered the joint to me. Was he kidding? I just passed it onto Jason. Dad continued the story. "I smelled it all the way in my bedroom! He was caught red handed and I guess was afraid I was gonna call the cops so he was begging for forgiveness. What were your exact words Jason? `I'll do anything if you don't turn me in'? "Yea, something like that," Jason laughed. He offered me the joint, but I shook my head. "Oh go on Zach. You can give it a try," Dad said casually. I guess since both of them were smoking, I may as well try some. I took the joint and tried to suck in while Jason relit the end. I must have inhaled something because I coughed. "Hold it in," Jason instructed. My dad continued the story while my eyes teared up trying to hold back my cough. "So, the smell of the weed took me back to some great days and seeing Jason all naked and high, well, that... well it..." "It gave him a huge boner," Jason interrupted. "And me an idea how I could get out of trouble. So I sucked your dad's cock." The shock of that statement ended my ability to hold in my breath and I started coughing uncontrollably. Dad rubbed my back to try to calm me down. "Zach, baby, are you okay?" he asked. "No! I just found out my friend gave my dad a blow job!" I answered between coughs. I was jealous! "It was the biggest cock I ever saw! A lot longer than my brother's. You know I do weird things when I smoke. So I wanted to see if I could fit it in my mouth," Jason said as casually as if he was talking about trying a new food. "I know I should have stopped him, but he was on me so quickly and it felt so fucking good. Zach, your mother doesn't like to do that for me," Dad reasoned. "He sucked me too," Jason blurted out. Dad and I both looked at him stunned. "What? Since we're admitting things, I thought we were gonna tell him everything," he said with his shoulders shrugged. This means that Dad played with Jason before he and I did stuff together! I was so worked up about my plan to see my dad naked and for him to see me naked and hard... all I had to do was... well I didn't know what I would have done since I don't smoke weed. My dad seemed to be reading my mind. "Zach, I know you worked really hard to get us to be closer and play with you that way, and believe me, you did an awesome job at getting me interested. You unlocked urges that I didn't have since I was a young teenager and it was really really hard to not touch you when you teased me in your tight underwear and then naked. Playing with Jason that night was what finally pushed me over the fence. I was so afraid that I'd fuck up your head but when I saw how much Jason enjoyed it, I decided to see where we could go with it. I decided to tread lightly," he confessed. I was speechless. That was until Jason's next statement. "You didn't tread so lightly on me!" he slurred while pumping his arms and hips in a fucking motion. He was obviously high already. I looked at my dad in disbelief. My dad didn't say anything. He just looked back at me searching for words. "Yea Zach, your dad fucked me on your bathroom sink. He's so much better than my brother. He didn't just jam it in. I didn't know baby oil had another purpose! It was sooo good!" he said with his eyes closed remembering the moment. "Zach, listen I can explain... well, I really can't explain. I don't know what came over me. I mean I remember thinking I may never have this opportunity ever again, but Jason was very convincing... he told me to do it. Begged really," he flustered. "You had sex with Jason and not me?" I spoke what my mind was thinking. "Aww Zach, trust me, I would love to do that with you, but you're so little. I didn't want to hurt you. I mean look at this thing," he pointed to his hard wiener. "Jason isn't much bigger than me," I pointed out. "That's true, but he told me he's done it lots of times with his brother and his brother's cock is just as big," Dad started saying. "I said his was just as fat. But yours was way longer and you couldn't stick the whole thing in," Jason interrupted. "Okay, that's what he said," Dad corrected himself. "It didn't last long at all. I was so excited. And you or your mother could have caught us, so I had to be quick. So it wasn't that long," Dad repeated I suppose to make me feel better that it was quick. "It can be longer out here though," Jason said behind us. We both turned around and saw him touching his butt and looking back over his shoulder. "No Jason, that was a mistake when I let my cock make a decision for me," Dad answered. He sounded like his response was prepared head of time. I wasn't so convinced it was a mistake. Or that Dad being naked and hard right now wasn't planned either. I mean, we're out in the middle of a lake on a cloudy day when nobody else was around. Did my dad plan this like I planned my naked times with him? "Awww come on, Mr. Miller. It was really good the first time. It'll be so much better now that we don't have to rush. Now Zach can watch. Come on Zach, go ahead and taste your dad's cock. You're really good at sucking," Jason said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards my dad. Jason motioned for me to start. I didn't hesitate. I got on my knees in front of my dad and slipped his hard wiener right into my mouth. It was cool being watched by Jason. I remembered what my dad liked the last time I sucked him so I tried to repeat my process of licking his shaft and saving his head for later. Just like last time, Dad was encouraging me saying how wonderful it felt and stuff. Jason kneeled next to me and cupped my dad's balls while I continued to suck him. He rubbed my lower back and my butt with his other hand. Dad had his hands on my head setting the rhythm that must have felt best. Just like last time, my mouth got sore pretty quickly because of Dad's thick wiener so I rested by licking his shaft and when I went down to lick his balls, Jason pumped his wiener which Dad loved. "Oh my God, boys, you don't even know how awesome you look doing that to me. Little boy hands and faces on my big cock – making Daddy feel so good. You're both so fucking cute and so young... your little boy cocks are so hard like nails. You're so turned on taking care of Daddy. Fuck, how lucky am I?" he moaned. I really didn't know why he liked that we were so little and so young. I know I wish every day that I was older and my wiener was bigger. I never thought I was THAT cute, but I guess my dad thinks so or else he wouldn't be doing this with me right now. "Jason, Zach loves to have his asshole touched. Go ahead and touch it... see for yourself," he instructed. With that said, Jason did as told and his hand went down my ass and found my hole right away. My Dad has no idea that Jason had already played with my hole before. Or that he also stuck his wiener in it! "Zach, Jason also likes his hole played with. Touch his while he touches yours," he told me. I had to stop sucking Dad in order to get into a better position. When I tried to get back to it, he stopped me saying he wanted to suck us instead. It had started to rain a little but that didn't stop us. It felt cool, so it felt good. Dad told me and Jason to face each other and continue to finger each other's butt. We had to get pretty close to reach around each other. We were practically hugging. Dad laid down on the floor between the boat seats and used a floatation vest to prop his head facing up under our wieners. "You boys should make out. That would be so hot to watch. Please make out," he begged. "What, you mean like kiss each other?" I asked, kind of grossed out. Remember, I was only 10 and that was something I never thought of doing. "Yea... kiss each other while Daddy sucks your boy cocks. Use your tongue. You'll love it. It would be so hot for Daddy to see you do that. Please boys!" he begged again. I know now that weed makes Jason a different person. I remember thinking I would bet my bike that he would never kiss another guy on a dare, but since he was high, he took his hand that wasn't in my butt and pulled my face to his and shot his tongue right in my mouth! "Oh my fucking God – yes! That's how to do it! Good boy Jason!" Dad groaned just before he devoured both our wieners in his lips. We were facing each other so our wieners were pointing in opposite directions but Dad was using a side by side motion that took care of both of us simultaneously! Everything felt better because there was so much happening at once! I don't know how to describe it but it wasn't just the physical pleasure I was experiencing, but it was also the whole scene! The rain started to fall pretty steady now. But we just continued on pleasuring each other. Just like before, I pictured a camera videoing us and being able to watch us from that point of view. Just knowing how naughty we were being made it extra hot! Two young boys making out and fingering each other's butt and an adult laying between them slobbering up their wieners in his mouth! The only time Jason and I stopped was when we spit on our fingers to wet each other's hole more. I did whatever Jason did. The rain made us all wet too – that helped get us all slippery. I guess he and his brother have been doing this a while so he must know what he's doing! Soon we were both pretty moist and I knew Jason's whole finger was in me. So I did the same back to him and put my whole middle finger in him until it stopped at my last knuckle. It was a few pleasurable minutes later that my dad suggested we take cover in the boat's cabin. Since he was facing up, he was getting a face full of water. The rain was very steady now. I was worried we might sink since the back of the boat didn't have any covering. "There's a pump on board. If it fills up, it will engage and pump it back into the lake," Dad explained. He nudged his way from under us and struggled to get upright on the tight deck between the seats. Jason and I stopped kissing but we still had our fingers wiggling in each other's butt. "Come on – let's go in. We can continue all this fun in there," my dad said. Reluctantly, Jason pulled his finger out of me so I did the same with him. Again, that empty feeling that I didn't like. Dad went in first and Jason and I followed. It was really small. Just a small bed – not even a double, more like a person and a half and a small chest of drawers. Dad had big fluffy towels from home and was using one to dry off his naked body. "Come `ere guys," he motioned with a dry towel. The sound of the rain on the roof above us was pretty loud. I wondered how anyone could sleep on this bed if it was raining out. He used the towel to dry each of us, separately. It felt good being aggressively rubbed like that. It was cool to watch him do the same to Jason. I imagined if I had a brother, my dad would dry us off after our bath like this and I'd get to see my brother's wiener all the time. I wanted a brother now. "Okay boys, I sucked the both of you, now it's time to return the favor," Dad instructed as he scooted back on the mattress and leaned against the higher wall so he could be sitting. "Come on, this cock ain't gonna suck itself." Jason and I looked at each other, but he made the first move and crawled on his hands and knees over to my dad and grabbed his wiener. I didn't want Dad to think I wasn't as interested as Jason so I quickly followed and the two of us took turns sucking on my daddy's wiener. We competed over it, pulling it from each other's mouth so we could have our turn. I liked watching Jason suck it as much as I liked sucking it myself. It was gigantic compared to our little mouths and faces. "Make out again with my cock between you," Dad told us. So we did as told. Dad's wiener was too thick for our lips to actually touch each other like before so we just surrounded his shaft with our lips and tongues like a dog carrying a big bone. "Do it around my head," Dad said between gasps. We both moved to the end of his wiener and because it was squishier, we were able to smoosh our faces together better and actually make out with Dad's wiener between us! Once our tongues touched, we went faster. It was exciting – making out with Jason was awesome and really made me extra hard. Dad seemed to love it too – he was saying all his "Oh god", "Yea baby", "That's it" sayings over and over. He had a hand behind each of our heads and was pushing us together, sometimes pretty hard. We had no choice, Daddy was in control. The good news was that since we didn't have Dad's whole wiener in our mouths, I didn't get sore so we kept this up for like 5 minutes. By the time Dad stopped us, our faces were completely covered in spit. We both used a towel to dry them off as we kneeled next to the bed awaiting further instruction from Daddy. "Open the top drawer and give me the bottle in it," he said to Jason who was closest to the drawers. Jason took out a bottle of baby oil. At first I wondered why the rental company had baby oil in the drawer but quickly realized Daddy put it there. I don't know why I didn't just know this already, but I remember thinking that that moment that he must have planned this whole thing. Of course he did! I knew what he used the baby oil for before so I was hoping he and I would get to repeat that again, only this time we'd have Jason as an audience. "Uh oh, I recognize dat bottle from da bathroom! I dink I know what's coming next!" Jason said to my Dad in baby talk. What? My dad used the same baby oil on Jason that he used with me? Does that mean he was thinking of Jason instead of me? Oh my God, my first sexual jealousy and I was only ten! I had to put a stop to this! "No! Stick it in me Daddy!" I commanded. "No way! I want him to do me! I've been fucked tons of times!" Jason said as he pushed me to the side. "Boys, let's not argue. This is supposed to be fun for us all. Zach, baby, Jason is right. His brother has fucked him since he was eight. He can take this. I think you're ready mentally, but not physically. It's something we can work on to get you ready and your first time will be pleasurable, not painful," Dad explained. He sounded concerned. "It wouldn't be my first time. I've been fucked before," I announced. Jason smiled. "You have? When? By whom?" Dad asked. "By me!" Jason said proudly. "The day after I stayed over. In the woods behind your house." Dad looked at me measuring the truth in Jason's words. I nodded, but felt shame. "Wow... And you enjoyed it?" Dad asked. "Yea. It's weird at first but you get used to it. Then I liked it," I described, happy that my Dad wasn't mad about it. "Well that changes everything. I have an idea. See if both of you will fit on this bed if I scoot all the way over to the wall," he said as he repositioned. "Jason first. Zach, you go on the edge. Lie on your sides like me." We did as told and actually fit pretty good since we were all on our sides. "Ok awesome. I think we're all going to get what we want. Let me have the bottle," Dad said. Jason handed my dad the bottle which I'm sure he squirted on his wiener. There was no sound except for the rain on the roof. Until Jason exhaled behind my head. Then whimpered a little. He held his breath and exhaled again. I felt his warm breath on my neck. The next thing I felt was wetness on my butt. I looked back and saw Jason now had the bottle of baby oil. He was rubbing it into my crack and on my hole. Geez it felt good – even better than when it was just spit. I thought he was going to finger my hole again, but instead, he poked my opening with his wiener. I was excited to be fucked again. Even though I only thought the word, it still sounded really dirty. Jason pulled my cheeks apart and made several attempts to enter me. I had to scoot around a bit until I lined up just right and just like that, Jason was in me. He entered slowly and paused each time. His breathing on my neck was erratic. I just laid still with my eyes closed imagining his wiener slowly filling me up. Soon he stopped and he whispered, "I'm all the way in." "Okay boys, here we go! The fuck train has left the station," Dad announced as he began pumping Jason who had no choice but to pump me at the same rhythm. I remember thinking this was just like my dad doing me but through Jason! Everything was real slow in the beginning. Slower than when Jason and I did it last time. I guess it was because my dad was controlling the speed from the back of the bed. Jason wrapped his arm around me and held my side with his elbow and my wiener with his hand. I felt extra secure with him holding me. I was so happy that my dad was part of all this – it was great not hiding any secrets with him and him knowing my desires means we won't ever have to play games to get to this point anymore. Jason moved his head really close to mine. His mouth was practically on my ear and I heard every pant he made. He sucked on my ear lobe and pressed his nose into my head. I pressed back and he met my force with more of his own. I was happy for him. This must have been the first time he had a wiener in his butt while he had his in someone else's. I bet it feels really awesome for him. I never had my wiener in someone's butt but Jason was stroking mine with his fingers which felt really good too... almost too good with him inside me. The sensitivity of everything was at its peak! I heard Dad grunting too. He growled sometimes and pushed Jason harder into me when he did. He stopped a lot too, I assume because he was gonna shoot and didn't want to yet. It wasn't even 10 minutes since we started and I'm pretty sure it was Jason that started it. He moaned right in my ear and I remember it was loud because he was so close, but then he held his breath and squeezed me really tight and pulled my butt into him super tight! There was no way he could have put more of his wiener into me! Just me knowing he was cumming inside me set me off and even though he wasn't stroking me with any particular rhythm, the stimulation from both ends was so incredible that I came soon after Jason. Dad knew we came because he was saying "Oh yea" and "Shoot that cum in my boy" and "So fucking hot hearing little boys cum like that." It was another minute or so before my dad shot in Jason. Even though Jason and I came, he was still forced to fuck me because Dad was fucking him. He finally had too much. "Oh yeah – take my cum in your boy pussy! So fucking tight – feels so fucking gooood. Oh yea boy! You fucked my little boy so I get to fuck you! You like Daddy's big cock in your tiny little ass, don't you?" he said between grunts. I wondered how it felt feeling the squirt inside you. After laying like that for almost five minutes, just holding each other and listening to the rain, Jason said he needed to go to the bathroom. "It's just the cum, go ahead and jump in the water and let it come out," Dad instructed. I got out of Jason's way as he hustled through the cabin into the rain until we heard a splash in the lake. I looked at Dad who had a worried look on his face. I smiled at him which made him smile back at me. His big wiener was shiny and still puffed up. "That was fun Daddy," I said in baby talk. "It sure was baby. It was much more than I hoped would have happened today, but I am certainly not complaining. You think Jason is okay with everything?" he asked. "I'm sure he is. He said he and his brother do it lots," I reminded him. "Yea, you're right. Let's go join him in the water and wash up. It's hot as hell in here!" he said as he scooted to the edge of the bed. We both jumped in the lake naked. Everyone was all smiles. The rain had slowed to a drizzle and within 20 minutes, had stopped completely. We enjoyed the rest of the day boating and swimming naked until we reluctantly had to get dressed and return the boat to the marina.