Gay Erotic Stories

At Dad’s announcement of his horniness, both Josh and I leaned over and kissed Dad at the same time. It was a messy, sloppy, three-way kiss, but it was exciting for each of us. Dad reached down under my balls and started fingering my hole. I knew what he wanted. And I wanted it, too. Despite having that magnificent cock of Josh’s up my tail all weekend, I still loved having my Dad’s hot cock up my butt.

“How’s about me fucking you, Matt, while Josh rams that telephone pole between his legs up my hungry hole?” Dad said.

“Fine with me!” cried Josh. “Just so long as you promise to fuck me with yours later!”

“I’d love to fuckin’ rape that hole of yours, son!” Dad growled at Josh, a horny leer on his face.

From the sound of things, it looks like exactly what I figured - Dad now had two sons and they were both going to be considered play-mates for his horny desires. I knew I had a lot to be grateful for, having a Dad who loved me so much and was so accepting of who I am.

Dad got up off the bed and allowed me to lay down, I pulled my legs back until my knees were almost resting on my chest, opening my ass to Dad’s inspection. He knelt on all fours between my legs and shoved his face right into my ripe butt-crack. I could hear him taking deep snorts of my raunchy ass and groaning at the rich, ripe smells he found there. Finally, I felt his tongue licking out my trench. Nobody could eat butt like Dad! As I felt his lips lock to my ass-lips and felt him begin to suck hard on my hole, I started moaning as well. I looked down between my legs, just in time to not only see Dad eating away at my horny hole but I saw Josh down behind Dad, pigging out on Dad’s butt as well. God! This family really loves the taste of man-butt!

Dad moved up to shove his cock deep into my shit-chute. Pulling his ass away from Josh’s face made Josh moan in frustration but as soon as Dad shoved his cock all the way up my shit chute in one long thrust, he lay down on me and allowed Josh to move forward and bury his face in Dad’s hairy butt once again.

Dad kissed me deeply and I could taste my ripe ass on his lips and in his mouth. It was delicious! I love the taste of my own ass. I wish I could bend far enough to lick it myself. But if I could, I probably would never leave the house!

I could hear Josh still slurping and sucking at Dad’s hole, getting it ready to shove his eleven very thick inches up Dad’s chute. Dad was making little fucking motions, barely moving in and out of my ass but his cock was still clipping my joy button every time he moved. I was soon moaning with ecstasy at the quick jabs his cock was making in my hole.

Over Dad’s shoulder, I finally saw Josh rise up and move his cock to Dad’s hole. I got to watch as Josh began shoving that huge fuck stick of his up Dad’s butt. I also got to hear Dad moan as his butt was stretch far beyond what he was used to.

“Goddamn! Fuck, boy! Shove that fuckin’ log up my butt! Fuck! I can sure feel THAT one!!!” he cried out as Josh relentlessly shoved his huge cock into Dad’s ass.

Finally, Josh bottomed out in Dad’s hole and Dad reared up and arched his back as he felt his insides being rearranged by Josh’s man pole. Josh began to very slowly fuck Dad and I could feel every thrust he made in Dad’s hole through Dad’s cock which was up mine.

After a short time, Dad and Josh got into a good fuck rhythm and I was getting pounded good and hard. The fuck was so intense; there was no way it could last for long. I could see the effort on Josh’s face and I knew he was holding back, waiting to get Dad off before he creamed Dad’s guts. I, on the other hand, had not choice. As usual, just being fucked by Dad was rapidly pushing me to orgasm without any other stimulation other than his cock against my prostate.

I was the one who finally triggered the series of explosions. My cock couldn’t take any more of the pounding up my ass and it began shooting off a huge load of my boy-juice all over my face, chest and abdomen. Dad, seeing me shoot and feeling my ass clenching around his cock, screamed out and unloaded deep in my guts. This, of course triggered Josh, who buried his long, thick bone in Dad’s hungry hole and shot what apparently was quarts of cum up Dad’s ass. So much, in fact, that before Josh’s third shot, his cream was already dripping out of Dad’s ass onto the bed.

The three of us collapsed in a sweaty, ripe-smelling heap, cocks still buried up holes. I finally protested the weight of two men on top of me and the ménage finally started to pull apart. We lay on Dad’s bed, touching, licking and generally bringing each other back to a fever pitch for another round. It was obvious that none of us was ready to let things go at one orgasm this morning. I felt like saying to Josh ‘I told you so’. Thank God we didn’t fuck each other silly this morning before we got to Dad’s!

It wasn’t long at all until Dad announced that he had to piss. I knew that was coming! But when he asked who wanted it, both Josh and I announced our thirst for his hot yellow man-juice. So off to the bathroom we went to get into the shower. There, Josh and I knelt side by side and shared Dad’s morning piss as he played his cock back and forth between our open, eager, thirsty mouths. No sooner was Dad’s cock drained of all his piss by my eagerly sucking mouth than he was hard again and so were Josh and I. We headed back for the bed.

Once there, Josh declared that it was his turn to take Dad’s cock up his shit-chute and Dad was equally randy to fuck my gorgeous lover and his new son. I decided that what I really wanted was a blow job, so as Dad put Josh on his back and started to eat out his beautiful ass, I knelt over Josh’s face and presented my hard cock for his mouth. He eagerly swallowed me down to my pubic hair and while I locked my hands behind the back of his head and proceeded to fuck his face while he deep-throated me.

I could feel Dad behind me as he pushed Josh’s legs up in order to shove his hefty honker into Josh’s guts. This was a sight I didn’t want to miss, and I knew where I could have the best seat in the house for this performance - right on Josh’s face!

I pulled out of Josh’s mouth, stood up, turned around and squatted my ass on his face. Now he would get the joy of not only sucking my butt but sucking out Dad’s load from my butt, too! I could hear his moans of approval as my ass lips met his face lips! I could feel the moans as well as they vibrated through my colon and up inside my body. My cock was rock hard as I felt Josh sucking and digging at my hole with his tongue and watching Dad slide his boy-fucker deep into Josh’s hole.

Once he was well seated in Josh’s shit-chute, Dad looked up at me sitting on Josh’s face and gave me a horny grin as he began to power fuck my lover’s ass. Seeing my rock hard cock almost at mouth level to him, Dad leaned forward and swallowed my cock as he continued to pound the shit out of Josh’s butt. Fuck! What a feeling!!! Josh’s hot mouth sucking on my hole and Dad’s hot, wet mouth hole swallowing my boy-cock! I could have died happy right then and there!!!

This was not destined to be a long coupling. The three of us were far too turned on to last that long. Josh started it all (or ended it, depending on how you looked at it) when Dad’s boy-fucker drove him over the edge and he started shooting spooge all over me and himself. His screams of orgasm were swallowed by my eager ass, sending more vibrations up my bowels and through my body. This caused me to shoot my load of hot boy-cum deep into Dad’s throat while Josh’s ass spasms caused Dad to unload deep up Josh’s guts.

We finally collapsed in a heap on Dad’s bed and all drifted back off to sleep for a while, exhausted by our slutty sex-games only to be woken up by a phone ringing.

It turned out to be Josh’s cell phone. I could hazily hear him answering it.

“Yeah?...Oh! Hi, Dad! Yeah?... Okay, sure, I’ll be there...by the way, do you mind if I bring a friend with me?...Okay. See you then.” and he hung up.

“What’s up?” I asked.

Dad’s grilling some steaks and wanted to know if I wanted to come over and have a swim in the pool and have dinner. I haven’t seen him in a couple of weeks; he’s been away, so I said yes. I asked him if I could bring you along and he said ‘sure’. Do you want to go?” he asked. “That is if it’s okay with you Mike?”

“Sure! You two go on. I’ve got some things I’ve got to get done today and I’m never going to get out of this bed if you two horn-dogs hang around. Tell you what, Matt. Why don’t you and Matt just stay at his place again tonight and I’ll see you at the job tomorrow morning.” Dad said, ruffling my hair.

“You sure you don’t mind?” I asked, feeling a little guilty for leaving him alone so much this weekend.

“I’ll be fine, worry-wart! I’m a grown man. I can be on my own without you around!” Dad laughed.

So I picked up some clothes and a bathing suit and threw them in my backpack and Josh and I hopped in the Trans-Am and we drove over to his Dad’s house. Actually, it wasn’t so much a house as a fucking mansion! His Dad lived on about 100 acres out of town. It was a long drive off the main road until you even came to the house. And what a house!!! Jeez--three stories with six big white columns out front! I could see a stable behind the house and horses running around in a paddock. Josh explained on the way over that the house had 8 bedrooms and was huge. His Dad did a lot of entertaining which justified the size of the place. I have to admit, when I finally saw it, I was a bit intimidated by it. Josh seemed to understand what I was feeling because he took my hand and brought it to his mouth and kissed it gently. I just melted when he did that!

“Don’t be afraid. You’re married to me--not to Dad’s house.” he reminded me.

I kind of giggled at this. It still was so weird to hear that word ‘married’, but that’s what we were, from what I was feeling and, evidently from what Josh was feeling, too. We pulled up to the front of the house, got out of the Trans-Am and rang the bell. An older woman in a maid’s uniform answered the door.

“Hi, Mabel!” Josh said and put his arm around her, squeezing her to his side and kissed her cheek. “Where’s Dad?” he asked.

Mabel beamed at Josh. “Welcome home! You’re Dad’s out back on the veranda. I swear you’ll be lucky if he doesn’t destroy those steaks before you get a chance to eat them. And who’s your friend there?” she said, her voice the voice of the green hills of Ireland.

“This is Matt, Mabel.” he said, introducing me. He turned to me and said, “Mabel practically raised me. She’s been with Dad and me since I was just a little boy.”

“I’m pleased to meet you, Mabel.” I said, holding out my hand.

“And you, too, Matt!” Mabel said, taking my hand and giving it a light squeeze.

We walked through the house to the veranda. I don’t think I’d ever seen a house like this one except in magazines. There was a beautiful curved stairway going up from the foyer to the second floor. The floors were all hardwood and the furniture looked old and expensive. And the size! I felt like I wasn’t in the foyer of a house but in the rotunda at the state capitol!

We went out some French doors and there was a large brick veranda and paths that lead to a large swimming pool down a slight incline from the house. We could smell the grilling steaks as soon as we stepped out the door. Off to the side, I noticed a man standing in front of a large, brick grilling area with his back to us. When he turned around, I almost fainted. It was Josh!!! Well...Josh a few years older and maybe three inches shorter! But father and son could well be mistaken for brothers. I knew Josh’s Dad was 36, but he could have passed for much younger--even younger than my Dad! He had Josh’s muscular build, his dark hair and his deep green eyes. I had been right about the fruit not falling far from the tree! If I didn’t already fall for Josh, I might well have gone head over heals for his Dad!

“There you are, Josh!” said his father, coming over and taking Josh in his arms. The two hugged each other openly and without embarrassment. Then Josh’s father turned and looked at me.

“Dad, this is Matt.” Josh said.

I don’t know what it was about the way he said it, but even to me those four words spoke volumes. And from the look his Dad gave Josh, I’m sure that the meaning of those volumes were understood.

“Well...I’m very glad to meet you, Matt.” He said, looking deep into my eyes and taking my hand in his--a hand almost as huge and strong as Josh’s.

His eyes were as deep green as Josh’s and just as hypnotic. Josh’s Dad also had the ability to seem like he was looking right down into your soul with those eyes.

“I’m...I’m very glad to meet you, too, sir.” I nervously replied.

“Please, don’t be so formal, son. Please call me Rob.” he said, smiling and continuing to hold my hand in his. I guess Josh and his Dad have trouble knowing when to let go on first meeting!

“Ahh...sure...ah...Rob.” I said, stuttering. I wasn’t used to calling people as old as my Dad by their first name.

“So, I hope you boys are hungry! Or would you rather take a swim first?” Rob asked us.

“Frankly, Dad, we’re starving!” Josh said.

“Well good! There’s plenty of food here. Why don’t we eat and then you boys can swim later.” Rob said, leading us over to a table already set with three places.

We sat down and Mabel came out of the house bringing salads and a pitcher of ice tea. Rob served the huge steaks himself from the grill while Mabel brought out delicious ‘twice-baked’ potatoes and lemon meringue pie for dessert. Josh hadn’t been kidding. We were two teens and we ate like pigs. I was full by the time I had a second piece of pie.

“So, how did you two meet?” Rob asked.

“Matt is my foreman’s son.” Josh answered.

“Oh, I see.” Rob answered. He seemed to be wanting to ask something but was trying to figure out how to formulate the question.

“Have you known each other long?” Rob asked.

“Ah...no...you see...we just met yesterday.” Josh answered again. I was wondering what it was that his Dad was trying to get at.

“But you’ve worked there over a month, Josh. How come you and Matt only met yesterday?” he asked.

“Well...you see...school just ended for the year and I wasn’t able to get to the job site and work with Dad on Saturdays like I usually do for over a month because I was so busy getting ready for final exams. This was the first Saturday I’d been free to go in with Dad. I’ll be working on the site full-time starting tomorrow.” I explained.

“Well, is that what you want to be--a contractor like my son?” Rob asked me.

“No, sir. I want to be an architect. But I figure that working with my Dad will give me a lot of practical experience that most architects don’t have. I’ve been working with Dad since I was a little boy.” I said.

“What about your mother? How does she feel about you working on a construction site?” Rob asked.

I was silent for a moment. Josh jumped in.

“Dad...Matt’s...” he started to say.

“No, Josh!” I interrupted him. “It’s okay. My mother ran off when I was three years old. We haven’t heard from her since. Besides, it was my Dad who took care of me even before she left. She really didn’t want anything to do with me--or my Dad, for that matter. So I’ve been going to the job sites with Dad all my life.” I told Josh’s Dad.

“I’m very sorry, son. I had no idea. I hope I didn’t bring up any painful memories for you.” He said his eyes kind and compassionate when they looked at me.

“No, I really don’t remember much about her--or want to. My Dad’s a great guy and has really taken good care of me all my life.” I said.

“I can see that. What grade are you in?” Rob asked. He was certainly full of questions. If I didn’t know better, I could swear that Josh had already told him what we had become to each other the way he was grilling me.

“I’ll be a senior next year. I’m 17 - I’ll be 18 the end of August.” I answered.

“And you’ll be 20 in December, won’t you Josh.” He said, looking at his son.

“Yes, Dad.” he answered.

“Well, I’ve got to make some phone calls, why don’t you boys have a swim while I do.” Josh’s Dad said, getting up from the table.

Before his Dad had even made it into the house, Josh jumped up from the table as well.

“I’ll go get us some towels. Just wait here for me; I won’t be but a minute.” Josh said, heading quickly towards the house.

I knew something was up. Something gave me the feeling that Josh wasn’t going looking for towels. Something told me that he was on his way to have a word with his Dad about something. I tried not to think about it. I got up and started walking around the veranda. I reached a side of the house and turned a corner. I really didn’t mean to overhear, but evidently I was right outside the window of where Josh and his Dad were talking. I could hear their voices as clear as day.

“Dad! We need to talk.” I heard Josh say to his father.

“About what?” His Dad answered.

“You know damn well what! What was with the third degree you were putting Matt through out there?” Josh asked. I could hear in his voice he was upset.

“What third degree?! I was just trying to find out about your new friend.” his Dad said.

“You’ve never asked that many questions of any of my friends in my entire life! Why now?!” Josh said.

There was a pause. And then I barely heard Rob’s low reply to his son.

“Because you’ve never brought home someone you were so obviously in love with before.” He said.

There was dead silence for a while. I could just imagine Josh growing very red in the face and trying to come up with some explanation for it.

“Come on, Josh. Don’t tell me it isn’t true! You’re my son! I know you! I could read it on your face the moment I saw you! You’re in love with that boy. And if I’m any judge at all, he’s very much in love with you, too!” Rob said.

At first I was completely panicked over Rob’s statements. But he didn’t seem to be in any way upset. It was Josh who seemed upset. His Dad seemed to be trying to get him calmed down.

“Yes, Dad. It’s true. I do love Matt. And he loves me!” he said, an edge of defiance in his voice which I couldn’t understand. Rob didn’t seem at all angry that we loved each other.

“I think that’s wonderful, son! I couldn’t be happier for you! But I do have one question – does Matt’s Dad know?” he asked.

“Yes, Dad. He knows. We were just there this morning. He not only knows, Matt and I think that he set it up for us to meet!” Josh told him.

“Well! He must accept it very well then?” Rob asked.

“Yes, Dad, he does. He has no problem with it at all.” Josh said.

“Well, that’s a very good thing, considering Matt is below the age of consent. And you’re over 18 which means technically you could be charged with statutory rape or lewd behavior with a minor.” Rob pointed out.

“That’s not true, Dad. I researched this. The age of consent for sexual conduct in this state is 16 - not 18. Matt is perfectly legal as far as that’s concerned.” Josh informed his Dad. He informed me, too! I didn’t know that!

“Really? Well...then that puts an entirely different light on things. But he’s still in high school, Josh!” his Dad said.

“I know that Dad! We’re working around it. His Dad is very supportive of us. I was hoping you would be, too!” I could hear disappointment in Josh’s voice.

“I am supportive, Josh! I’m very happy that you’ve found somebody to love. I think Matt is a wonderful boy! And it’s obvious that he loves you as much as you love him. I’m just concerned because you both are so young.

“And just how old were you when you had me?” Josh shot back.

There was silence again. I was very concerned. It almost seemed like Josh was trying to antagonize his father. I couldn’t understand why.

“Look, Josh. I don’t want to fight with you over this. There’s nothing to fight about. You’re obviously in love with this boy and he’s in love with you. I’m not against that. I told you when you first told me that you were Gay that my only concern was that you wouldn’t find someone to love and end up alone. That obviously is not going to happen now. Son, all I’ve ever wanted is for you to be happy. If Matt makes you happy then I’m happy as well!” Rob told his son.

There was silence again. Then I heard what sounded like sobbing. And it sounded like Josh. After a while I heard his voice again.

“I do love him, Dad--more than anything in the world. I know you can’t understand that. I know you can’t understand how it could happen so fast. But take my word for it. I believe that Matt and I were meant for each other.” I could hear the sound of tears still in his voice.

“Josh...son...please! I’m telling you that I’m not opposed to the two of you making a life together! Trust me; I would give anything to make sure that happens for the both of you. As far as my not believing in love happening this fast, you would be surprised what I believe. You’re not the only one who’s ever been in love, you know.” his Dad said.

“I’m sorry, Dad.” Josh’s voice seemed to be more relaxed and conciliatory now. “I guess I’m always trying too hard with you, aren’t I?”

“Why do you think that you’re going to be a disappointment me? I have always been proud of you! You have never, ever disappointed me.” Rob swore to his son.

“Even when I told you I was Gay?” Josh asked

“Even then. I told you my only problem with it was I didn’t want to see you alone. You’re not alone now. But I was never disappointed with you. If that’s the way you are - that’s the way you are. Period. Nothing wrong with it. Why would I be disappointed?” he asked.

“Because I won’t have any grandchildren for you.” Josh said quietly.

“Oh, Josh! You can’t really believe that is an issue with me! Trust me, I was never looking forward to being called Grandpa!” he laughed.

There was silence again.

“Now, let’s go out and join your young mate. I do have to admit, his is a very beautiful boy. And seems very intelligent. I think this combination of you wanting to be a contractor and him wanting to be an architect, could lead to a very productive partnership - as well as a romantic one.” Rob said.

“That’s my Dad--always looking for a new development!” Josh laughed.

“And just who do you think you could get to sell these buildings you and Matt are going to build?” Rob laughed.

“No one but you, Dad! We even have a built in foreman for the construction crew as well.” Josh said.

“Oh, yes! Matt’s father. I really must meet him. Since we’re going to be ‘in-laws’, I think we should get to know one another.” Rob said.

“He’s a really great guy, Dad!” Josh assured his Dad.

“I can already tell that from his son.” Rob said.

‘This is going to be interesting’, I thought to myself. I wonder what Dad is going to think of the very handsome father my lover has? And I wonder what Josh’s Dad will think of my Dad?

I rushed back to the veranda in just before Josh and his Dad came out of the house with their arms around each other, laughing.

“Hey, I thought you guys got lost!” I shouted to them.

“Sorry, Matt. I had some things to talk to Dad about.” he said, leaning over and kissing me.

I blushed. But I kissed him back. I looked up and Rob was standing there grinning. But I thought I could see something in his eyes. Something like desire or jealousy. I wondered where that was coming from? He did say he thought I was beautiful.

“Well, you’ve got towels,” I said, looking at them hanging over Josh’s arm. “I better go get my suit on.”

“Suit? What suit?” Josh said. “Matt, we don’t need to wear suits here. Our nearest neighbor is over five miles away.”

“You mean we get to swim naked?” I asked.

“Yes, unless you’re too modest to do so.” Rob said.

Josh and I started giggling together! Me? Modest??? I love to drink guy’s piss and get fucked with a bunch of construction workers! Modest!

“No, Dad. Matt’s okay with this, aren’t you, Matt?” he asked.

“Sure. I love to swim naked!” I said standing up and beginning to strip.

I noticed that Rob’s eyes never left my body while I did so. I was beginning to have some inkling about why Josh’s Dad never re-married. No male who’s completely straight has ever looked at my body that way. I wondered if Josh had any idea. I was sure he didn’t. And I wondered how he would react to Dad. And better still, how would Dad react to Rob? It was all very interesting!

As I watched Rob strip, I saw not only where Josh got his body, but where he got that weapon between his legs as well! Rob’s hooded cock was even bigger than his son’s! It had to be the biggest cock I’d ever seen soft. It hung at least 9 inches soft over his balls. And his balls! Like a bull’s balls! Huge! Rob was a lot hairier than his son but then, Josh was only 19. I was sure that I would be gently stroking and playing in a nicely furred body for the rest of our lives together. And that thought alone could make me start getting hard - not to mention the massive amount of father and son meat hanging within my vision. I figured that I’d better get in the water before I embarrassed myself with an erection.

We swam and sunned for the rest of the afternoon. Rob spent some time with us but then went into the house to work.

“There are still calls I have to make, and I think that my son wants some time alone with you, Matt. There is something that I want to say to you first, however.” Rob said.

“I’ll go on in the house.” Josh said, making to jump out of the pool.

Rob put his hand on Josh’s shoulder to keep him in the water.

“You don’t have to leave, Josh. I’m not going to say anything you can’t hear.” he said to his son. Then addressing me, “Matt, I want to welcome you to the family - such that it is. I am very happy that Josh has found someone to love who so evidently is deserving of that love. It is my hope that you and he will be happy for many, many years. And I would truly be pleased if you would think of me as another father.” Rob said.

Josh and I looked at each other and smiled. I turned to Rob.

“Thank you. I love your son very, very much. I want to spend the rest of my life with him making him as happy as I am able to do. And it would make me very happy to think of you as another father...Dad.” I said grinning at Rob.

At that, I reached up and hugged him. Rob’s arms went around me and I could feel the strength in him. It was a tender hug but I could feel my cock starting to grow and I thought I could feel Rob’s cock starting to grow as well as it pressed itself against mine.

Rob jumped out of the water, wrapped a towel around himself and walked into the house.

Josh and I splashed around for a while longer but he trapped me against the wall of the pool and began kissing me. Before too many minutes, we were both hard as rocks. We got out of the water and walked over to a double chaise lounge and lay down. Josh took me back into his arms. We started kissing again and I could feel his cock pressing against my abdomen and leaving trails of his leaky cock-snot all over me. Josh was horny and he wanted me now. I understood, I felt the same.

Josh moved off the lounge and then lay back down with his head toward my feet. We grabbed for each other’s cock at the same time and buried them in our mouths. It was a very hot, very intense 69. Neither of us were interested in prolonging anything. We gobbled each other down to the root and rushed toward our climax. We came in each other’s mouth almost simultaneously and swallowed each other’s massive loads.

Afterward, we continued to nurse on each other’s softening cocks. After a few minutes, I suddenly tasted and felt the spurt of Josh’s hot piss in my mouth. I relaxed and began drinking from his cock and at the same time, let go of mine in his mouth. There we lay, for several minutes, rapidly drinking down each other’s hot man juice. It was an incredible feeling. One that I had only done with Josh once before but one I looked forward to doing many, many times in the future.

After a while, the sun began to set and it began to grow cool. Josh and I decided that it was time to go. We had to get up for work in the morning. We got dressed and went inside to find his Dad. We both hugged and kissed him good-bye. We climbed into the Trans-Am and Josh turned to me.

“Well, time to go home, Matt.” he said.

Without thinking, I replied, “But Dad said that we could spend the night at your place.”

“That’s OUR place, Matt, remember? And that’s what I meant when I said ‘home’” Josh said, taking my hand, raising it to his lips and gently kissing my fingers. I just melted when he did that.

“Yes, OUR place--home! It will take me a little while to get used to it. Forgive me?” I said.

“Nothing to forgive, lover. I understand. I just like the fact that I’m going to have you in my arms when I go to sleep and you’ll still be there when I wake up.” he said, kissing my fingers again.

I blushed. “And I’ll be there as long as you want me.” I said.

“Then that’s forever, Matt.” he said and drove us to our home.

When we got there, the phone was ringing. It was Josh’s Dad, asking if we could come to dinner next Saturday night and bring my Dad. Josh asked me and I said that I thought it would be all right and that I would talk to Dad at work tomorrow just to make sure. Josh told his Dad we’d be there, but that if there were any changes, he’d call him during the week.

“Wonder what that’s all about?” I asked.

“I think that Dad just wants to get to know Mike since they are ‘in-laws’ - of a type.” Josh said.

“Gee! This is sounding more and more like we’re married all the time!” I replied.

“Does that bother you?” Josh said, his voice showing concern.

“Nah! It doesn’t bother me at all - as long as it means I get you!” I said reaching out my hand and stroking it down his chest and abdomen.

“I just don’t want you to feel pressured. I know that this is a lot all at once. If you want to slow things down, I’ll understand.” Josh said.

I stood up and put my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. I made it a very long kiss.

“That’s the only thing that I want to slow down - how long I kiss you.” I said grinning at him.

“I could go for that!” he said, giving me another very deep, passionate kiss.

We walked over to the bed, hand in hand and slowly began to undress each other. I loved watching his body being revealed as I removed his clothing. And I especially loved running my hands over his bare skin, feeling the softness of it and the hard steel of the muscles beneath it. Josh seemed to take the same delight in me. But this night, after all the activity of the weekend, we were both so tired, we simply fell into bed and into each others arms. With one more deep kiss, we cuddled into each other’s arms and quickly went to sleep.

Early the next morning, before the alarm rang, I was gently awakened by Josh kissing an nibbling my neck. We were laying spoon fashion with him behind me. I could feel the hardness of his cock as it pressed into my ass crack. My own cock was hard as well and I needed to piss badly. Josh kept licking all over the back of me, my shoulders, neck and ears.

“Mmm. That feels so good, Josh. But I’ve got to piss really bad!” I moaned.

“Hmm! I was hoping you’d say that! I have just the place for you to piss. Nice and warm and waiting for your piss load.” he murmured in my ear.

“I know, your mouth!” I giggled.

“Nope! Not my mouth.” he said, teasingly.

“In your ass?!?!” I almost shouted.

“That’s right. I want you to fuck me this morning and piss up my butt!” Josh said.

“Fuck, yeah!” I said and quickly turned over and pushed Josh onto his back.

I got on top of him and started kissing his body. I licked and nibbled at his chin, then licked and sucked at his neck. Moving down, I teased both his nipples with my tongue and teeth then slid my nose into his hairy, ripe pits to chow down for a little while. Leaving his pits sopping wet with my saliva, I dragged my tongue down his torso until I reached his raunchy pubic bush. The smells of sweat, piss, cum and ass were embedded there and I stopped to have a nose feast of all the wonderful, ripe smells.

I began licking up the shaft of his cock and Josh started moaning. I pulled down the foreskin and my nose was assaulted by the wonderful, fragrant build-up of head cheese under the flange of the head of his cock. I quickly licked up all the raunchy matter I could find. I then took his cock in my mouth and began to suck and lick it. Josh started moaning and thrusting up into my mouth. I pulled away before he could have a chance to cum and moved down to his balls.

Now, I need to tell you, Josh’s nuts were works of art! Beautiful egg-shaped ovoids in a wrinkly bag covered with soft, dark hair. I was so glad that Josh didn’t shave his balls because I really felt like the hair added to the odor of his ball-raunch. I sniffed his ripe gonads and began slowly licking the bag holding them. The back was tight against his body and allowed me to lick all the way down to just the edge of the opening of his ass crack.

Josh quickly lifted his legs, pushing them back until his knees rested on his shoulders. This boy wanted his butt eaten and he wanted his butt eaten NOW!!! I gladly complied. The funk of his ass hit my nose like a strong hit of poppers. I mashed my face into his butt crack and began licking up and down the trench. The tangy taste of him was so good I kept licking up and down until I figured I’d get hair burns on my tongue. Finally, I couldn’t resist. I locked my lips around his opening and began licking and teasing the lips of his ass hole. As I did so, the hole slowly opened to me and I shoved my tongue as deeply inside his body as it would go and began swabbing out his tasty butt. Ass licking is such and nasty, deeply satisfying thing to do! The smells and tastes can become to enticing that you almost want to just shoot your load while your face is buried in a hot ass! But I knew where Josh wanted my loads of cum and piss!

When his hole was dripping my spit out of it, I intended to go to the bedside table for the lube. Instead, when I raised my face, I was staring right into the bottle which Josh was holding out to me between his legs. Oh! This boy was ready to be FUCKED!!! And I wasn’t about to disappoint him! As much as I loved having that monster cock of Josh’s up my ass, I equally loved burying my bone in his butt!

I lubed his ass up good, to where three of my fingers were easily going in and out of his hole. Then I slapped some lube on my own hard cock and placed the head at the opening of his body. I leaned forward, placing my hands on either side of his chest. I looked down into his impossibly green eyes which were glazed over in lust feeling my cock just nudging the entrance to his ass.

“You ready, lover? You ready for this cock to pound the shit out of your hole?” I asked, my voice husky with lust.

“Yes, Matt!!! Please, fuck me!!! Shove that cock up my ass HARD!!!” he begged grabbing my tits and pulling hard on them and twisting them at the same time.

That did it! No more Mr. Nice Guy! I snapped my hips forward and buried my cock balls deep in his ass in one, swift lunge. He moaned at the intrusion and I felt the muscles of his ass tighten down on my cock like a vice. I rested a moment to allow him to get used to my rammer up his guts. I looked down into his eyes again and realized that he was seeing nothing! He was lost in the feeling of my hard cock up his spasming hole. I slowly started to withdraw my cock from his ass until just the head was inside the tight muscle ring at his opening. He moaned like a cheap whore at the withdrawal. I rested at his opening for maybe 3 seconds and then slammed my cock deep into his butt again.

I kept this up for a while, slow withdrawal followed by lightening swift and hard re-entry. He was moaning and screaming and moving his ass all over the bed! I finally hooked his legs over my arms; bent forward and started to rabbit fuck his butt until I could feel my load building in my balls and knew it wouldn’t be long before all my hot load was going to be discharged in his waiting shit chute. I could also tell by the throbbing of his ass, the trembling of his cock and the hardness of his prostate when the head of my cock nudged it, that Josh was going to be joining me in this two gun salute of sperm!

One last thrust deep into his ass was all it took! I started shooting my load and looked down in time to see Josh firing all his white cum all over his chest and belly. I loved to watch that huge cannon of his fire off a load! And what a load it was! He was covered with the stuff! My own load must have been heavy as well for I could feel it seeping out of Josh’s ass around my cock and falling on his balls.

But I wasn’t done yet! I still had a load of piss waiting to go up his butt as well. And it didn’t take long at all for my piss load to get into firing range! My cock hadn’t even really softened when I heard myself groan as the pressure in my bladder released and I began to fill up his butt with my piss. It is so hot to piss up an asshole! You get to feel not only the relief of pissing but the warmth of your piss as it surrounds your cock. No wonder Dad loves fucking a butt full of piss! The heat and the fluidity of it is a real turn on!

“Yeah! Fuck, yeah! Piss up my butt!” Josh moaned. Then, suddenly, he looked up at me, “I’m gonna piss, too!” he cried.

Quickly bending over, I just got the head of Josh’s huge cock in my mouth just as he began to piss his load out. There I was, pissing up his ass and drinking the piss from his cock at the same time! It was a masterful pissing performance, if I do say so myself!!! And I loved every minute of it.

“Oh, yeah, babe! Drink my piss! Suck all my piss out of my cock!!! Swallow that fuckin’ piss down your throat!” Josh babbled almost incoherently.

I did just as ordered. I swallowed every drop of his piss and then sucked on his cock for the dregs. I then rose up and slowly pulled my cock from his butt. A little piss came with my withdrawal but most of it stayed up his butt. Josh clamped his hole closed with his muscles and we quickly went from the bed to the big shower room. We didn’t even have to say anything to each other. I just lay down on the cold tiles and Josh squatted right over my face. I licked his just fucked ass and he opened his hole and pushed out all of my piss and cum right into my sucking mouth! I rapidly swallowed all of the fluids coming from his hole: my piss, my cum and his ass juices. I was in heaven!!!

Josh helped me up from the floor and then we went into the kitchen for coffee before we got dressed and left for work.

When we got to the job site, Dad was already there.

“Well, did you two have a good night?” he asked.

“Dad, you should see Josh’s Dad’s house!!! It’s humongous!” I exclaimed.

“We had a nice cookout with my Dad, swam for a while and then went home and crashed we were so tired!” Josh stated.

“Well, if you both crashed, how come I getting such heavy whiffs of ass and piss from you both this morning?” Dad laughed.

Both Josh and I blushed--at the same time for once!

“That’s from this morning--not last night!” I finally said, giving Dad a grin.

“Well, I hope you guys didn’t wear yourselves out fucking! We got a lot of work today.” Dad said.

“You just tell us what to do, old man, and then get your slow ass out of the way!” I goaded him.

Dad playfully took a swat at me but I ducked out of his way.

“I don’t know how you can put up with him! You must tie him up or something!” Dad said to Josh laughing.

“Nah! I just handcuff him to the bed.” Josh said, laughing as well.

“We gonna stand here all day running our holes or are we going to get some work done?” I asked.

They both laughed at me.

The End of Part 6 of CONSTRUCTION WORKER’S SON.