Date: Wed, 13 Jan 2016 09:13:36 +0000 (UTC)
From: jhtravus@yahoo.com
Subject: Fathers and Sons Weekend Chapter 7

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				Chapter 7


      Ben and I knocked on the Conway cabin door right on time, having
quickly showered and thrown on something a little more decent. Jay answered
the door and I knew something was up.

	"Evening fellas." He grinned. He was dressed in a long-sleeved
button down shirt with a vest and khaki slacks. A far cry from his earlier
choice this evening.

	"I almost didn't recognize you, Jay." I laughed, walking past him
and sitting down in a big comfy armchair around his coffee table. They had
put out a trey of cheese and grapes and Ben and I helped ourselves.

	We heard the bathroom door jiggle and John emerged from the steam
with a towel hastily wrapped around his waist. He waved politely as he
disappeared into the bedroom and shut the door.

	"Alright, you guys ready to play?" Jay asked, slapping a deck of
cards onto the table.

	"What did you have in mind, Jay?" I replied, crossing my arms.

	"Just a bit of poker." Jay grinned, starting to deal for the four
of us.

	"Sounds good, bud." I responded, taking another bit of cheese.

	The bedroom door opened and John emerged again, this time in a
similar attire to Jay: a nice button down shirt and a vest with khaki
slacks and shoes to match.

	"Glad you could make it, guys." John nodded to us as he sat down
next to his dad.

	"Jay. . . Why am I suddenly under the impression my son and I have
walked into a trap?" I asked my buddy, with a laugh.

	"Oh, have a little fun, Bill." Jay grinned. "Just a little innocent
game of strip poker."

	"Uh huh. . ." I laughed. "And just what might we be playing for
exactly?"

	"What's the hurry, Bill? Can't we just have a little fun?" Jay
shrugged playfully. "Ben here's up for it, aren't you Ben?"

	"Sure I am. Let's play." Ben replied, moving his chair a little
closer to the table.

	"See, Bill? Just an innocent game between friends, old and new."

	"Alright, just give Ben and I a second. I swear I think I have my
grandmother's old mink coat in the back of my trunk somewhere. . ." I
laughed, nodding to Jay and John's conservative attire.

	"Yeah yeah, take it easy, buddy. We'll let your shoes count twice,
okay? Now are we ready to play?"

	"Your deal, Jay." I replied, leaning back.

	Jay lost the first hand. He made sure he was looking right into my
son's eyes as he unbuttoned his shirt underneath his vest and then he
removed his vest, his hairy chest on display through his open shirt as he
sat back down.

	"Your deal, kid." Jay said to Ben, sliding the cards to him.

	The second hand wasn't as kind to me as the first. With a sigh I
leaned back and lifted my foot on the table with a loud thud. I untied each
lace slowly, getting a catcall from Jay and tossed the shoe over my
shoulder.

	"Alright, Bill. Your deal." Jay said, passing me the deck.

	When I lost the next hand again, I was leaning back to remove my
other shoe before Jay shook his head with a grin. "Come on, buddy, let's
see some skin!" He taunted me, looking to John and Ben for encouragement.

	"Whoop whoop!" John and Ben called out, egging me on.

	"Alright alright. . ." I sighed and started to unbutton my dress
shirt and slowly pulled it over my shoulders.

	"Now that's what I'm talking about, bud!" Jay cheered, admiring my
toned form. "How do you like that, John? You like what Mr. Branch here is
working with?"

	"Yes sir." John replied, grinning.

	"He's just being polite." Jay said, patting John on the
back. "Junior's got a thing for guys like you. You're his type to a
tee. Trust me."

	I gulped, unsure of what to say. It was clear Jay was unaware of
the fact that his son and I had already had the pleasure of getting to know
each other better.

	"Yeah, you got a thing for your dad, Ben?" Jay asked, turning to my
son.

	"Oh yeah." Ben replied, reaching his hand out to cop a feel of my
chest. "I tell him that all the time, Mr. Conway."

	I started to blush as Ben ran his strong hands over my torso.

	"Go on, Ben. Give those tits a good feel." Jay encouraged him,
slipping his hand between his own unbuttoned shirt and pinching his own
nipple softly.

	Ben complied and starting working my nipples over, right there in
front of everyone.

	"That's it, Ben." Jay encouraged him, working his own chest as he
watched. "Junior here always works my tits over when he's rutting me. Makes
me cum like a goddamn geyser every time. I swear yesterday afternoon he'd
just about chafed them raw, he was so worked up. Fuck, they're still kind
of red from it, even now." He looked at his son. "You like what you see,
John?"

	"Mmmhmm." John replied, watching Ben work me over.

	"Don't be shy." Jay muttered. "Tell Mr. Branch here what you'd do
to him."

	"Well, sir." John mumbled, clearing his throat and looking right
into my eyes. "I'd probably take you into your cabin. Work your tits over
and make out with you a little while we made our way over to the bed." He
was running his hand over the mound in his khakis. "I'd get you on all
fours. And then. . .  Well then I'd work my big cock into your cunt and I'd
fuck you raw until I blew my wad up inside you, sir."

	Ben pulled at my nipple a little harder as he listened to the
step-by-step recount of what this handsome stud marine had done to me this
very afternoon.

	"Fuck, he means it too, Bill." Jay grunted. "Don't get me wrong, I
love all my boys. But when Junior here wants his nut he'll fuck you so good
he'll have you following him around the rest of the day hoping he'll want
seconds."

	Before I could stop myself I was already speaking up. "Ben here
takes good care of me." I said, looking John in the eye as I reached my
hand out and rubbed my son's shoulders paternally as he worked me over with
his strong hands. "He took my ass this afternoon and made me cum so hard I
wasn't even touching myself when it happened." John looked away for a
second. "He fucked the cum right out of me. The second he got back to the
cabin he wanted my ass and he got it. Right then and there. Anytime Ben
here wants it he gets it."

	"Fuck, Bill." Jay muttered under his breath. "Your boy really made
you cum like that?"

	"You bet he did." I replied proudly. "He's the only one who can
make me cum like that."

	I figured I had done my job making Ben feel like he was my number
one stud again. In fact, maybe I'd even done too good a job from the way
Jay was staring at my boy like a piece of fuckmeat right now. I needed to
let everyone cool off for a while, myself included from the way my cock was
rock hard in my slacks from the way Ben was playing with my chest.

	"I believe it's your deal, John." I said, passing John the deck and
leaning back in my chair.

	Jay gave a disappointed sigh but he gave in, watching as John
started dealing around the table, the marine's intense stare boring into my
soul, unwavering.

	The next bunch of rounds evened things up a bit. John and Ben were
down to their shirts, underwear, and both socks while Jay and I were just a
little behind, with our underwear, and both socks left.

	"It's getting close, boys." Jay said under his breath.

       I watched as his eyes roamed around the table, mentally gauging
where everyone else was, score-wise. A lightbulb seemed to be going off in
his head.

      "What do you say we make things interesting, fellas?"

      "What did you have in mind, Mr. Conway?" Ben asked, with a grin.

	"It seems ever since we set foot on this place it's been the young
bucks versus the old geezers. And besides, the two of you are one up on
your old man and me, score-wise, so it wouldn't be fair for it to be you
and your dad against Junior and me. What do you say we make it Dads vs
Lads, fellas? Losers give it up for the winners."

	"Now wait just a minute, Jay." I interjected, seeing this coming
from a mile, three football fields, and practically an entire aircraft
carrier away. "Let's not get too hasty here."

	I sensed a bit of panic in my voice that I hadn't intended. The
truth was I had gotten fucked three times already since this morning. No,
not just fucked. FUCKED. I'd been rutted hard by my son once after
breakfast, ridden hard by an extremely hung marine not long after and then
absolutely powerfucked by my jealous son yet again only minutes after
that. My hole was used and sore. Not only could I not imagine my poor,
exhausted body producing any more cum for the evening, but the thought of
having another one of these horny, insatiable boys shoving their big, thick
cocks into me for the FOURTH time today had me lightheaded.

	"What's the hesitation, buddy?" Jay asked. "I know my boy's willing
to pay up if he loses. You should see the attitude the kid gets when he
hasn't gotten fucked in a while. If you ask me, he's past due."

	"Because not everyone is okay with just fucking every second of
every day, Jay!" I responded defensively before I could stop myself.

	Jay was taken aback. "I'll have you know I woke up this morning,
ate breakfast with my buddies, walked around the ranch with you, grabbed
lunch with you and the guys, and then played a few rounds of cards before
coming back here, Bill. I haven't gotten laid once today." He shook his
head at me. "What's the matter with you, Bill?"

	I was about to apologize to him profusely before Ben spoke up. "If
I recall correctly there's only one person here who's slept with two out of
the three other guys at this table and it's not Mr. Conway."

	His words hit me like a ton of bricks. He was right.

	Jay's jaw dropped. He looked from his son to me. "Have you two
already fucked?"

	"Yeah, Jay. We've already fucked." I answered him, cautiously.

	"That's my boy!" Jay yelled, excitedly, clapping his hand on his
son's shoulder proudly.

	"The thing is" John began, looking me right in the eye, "when
Mr. Branch here gave it up for me this afternoon his cunt had already been
used. Isn't that right, sir?"

	I hung my head down, embarrassed.

	"Well I'll be dipped. . ." Jay grinned, loving this. "Bill Branch,
slutting it up and giving his ass away twice in one afternoon. And here I
was believing you'd really gone back to your cabin after lunch to take a
nap."

	I winced, knowing what was coming.

	"Actually, not quite, Mr. Conway." Ben interjected, reaching his
hand out and rubbing my neck, affectionately. "As soon as I saw John
walking out of my dad's bedroom with an extra spring in his step I turned
my dad right around, marched him right back to the bed and loaded up his
ass again, right then and there."

	By now Jay and I were both scarlet. Me from the embarrassment of
having my transgressions of the afternoon shared over the table like this
and Jay from the sheer exhilaration of hearing how his so-called "prudish"
buddy of his had been inseminated 3 times today. So far. . .

	"Never thought I'd see the day. . ." Jay grinned, looking at
me. "Bill Branch here is carrying three loads in his pussy and I'm sitting
over here clean as a nun."

	"Alright alright, let's move on, shall we?" I sighed, smiling a
little.

	"You know what the funny thing is?" Jay laughed. "Here you are
acting like you couldn't possibly take any more cock today. But when you've
already put out three times since this morning what's one more?"

	"Are you done, Jay?" I laughed, blushing intensely.

	"Are YOU?" He countered, managing to get a laugh from Ben and John.

	"So that settles it." Jay continued, dealing out the cards
again. "We'll make it Dads vs Lads. Winners fuck the losers. That is, If
Bill can manage to keep his legs closed until we finish the game. Everyone
in?"

	"I'm in." John said, cracking his knuckles.

	"Me too." Ben followed.

	"Bill?" Jay asked me, staring me down.

	I felt my hole throb uncontrollably at the possibility of getting
fucked for a fourth time. I could only imagine how sore I was going to be
tomorrow as is. A smile crept across my face. "What the hell. To Bellview
Ranch."

	"Is that a yes?" Jay asked, leaning in.

	"I'm in."



      I noticed from the second we picked up our game again Jay was eyeing
my son like a cartoon dog eyes a leg of chicken. Two rounds in a row went
to the boys.

	"Come on, Jay, you didn't even look at your new card before you
discarded it!" I scoffed at him as he removed his last sock.

	"Sorry bud, I'm a little distracted. . ." He mumbled, licking his
lips as he eyed Ben from across the table.

	It was match point. This next hand could seal the deal for the two
horny 22 year olds at my side.

	I nervously watched Jay as he rearranged his cards. I seriously
didn't think I could handle getting fucked another time today. Besides, I
wanted to return the favor to the handsome marine next to me and see him on
bottom for a change.

	When Jay drew a new card for the final round of the hand his eyes
widened and I could see him try and repress a smile.

	"I got nothing." He muttered, slapping his cards down for all to
see and in an instant he was in my boy's lap, thrusting his tongue in Ben's
mouth, not wasting any time. "I've been waiting all weekend for this, kid."
He huffed in between laps of his tongue.

	I watched in complete disbelief as my old friend was grinding
himself on top of my son so blatantly in front of his own son and myself.

	Jay managed to pry himself away from my son long enough to
mutter. "Bill, I don't care if you want to stay and watch but either way
your son is about to get laid big time." He went back to making out with
Ben, looking him deep in his eyes. "That's right, kid. I've waited long
enough to get your big cock in my ass. It's my turn now."

	I looked from Jay and Ben's display over to John to gauge his
reaction but his eyes were fixed on me, gazing at me, hungrily. Fuck, I'd
forgotten Jay had placed my ass as collateral, too. I started to put on my
shirt again, thinking the two of us would need to go back to my cabin and
give them some room. I wasn't sure how Ben would feel about me being so
close by as I gave my ass up yet again for this hung marine. But John
Conway raised is hand and beckoned me over to him. At once I was on my
feet.

	He stared up at me and I leaned down to kiss him as he placed his
hands on my ass. "Giving it up for me twice in one day, Mr. Branch." He
said with a slight smirk. "I didn't think you were the type, sir."

	Fuck, this handsome, stoic marine could get me hard with his brash
talk. "You want seconds, stud?" I whispered in his ear.

	"Yes, sir. I want some more." He nodded, running his strong hands
over my ass.



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