Garret, Al, Adam and John at play.

 

John was just about to jump in the shower when he heard a knock on the door. He threw on a robe and headed down to answer the door, thinking it was Al or Adam.  It was Garret.

“Did you enjoy fucking my son?” He asked.

“I I I I’m sorry,” John stuttered, “Fucking your son?”

“Look, John I know what’s going on, I’ve seen you leaving my house and I’ve seen him sneaking over here.  I know damn well you’re fucking him.  And today I watched your friend come over. So it’s not enough that you’re fucking my son, you’re farming him out to your friends.”

“Garret, it’s not like that, I swear.  Adam is a great kid, and I like him a lot but I’m not “farming” him out.  What kind of monster do you think I am?”

Garrett lunged at John and the two grappled, they fell into his foyer, landing on the tiles.  John’s robe falling open as they landed and as they grappled, they rolled over and onto each other, John on top, trying to disengage, then they’d roll and Garret would be on top, trying to get his hand’s free to punch the man he felt was abusing his son.  As they wrestled around, the door wide open, John’s robe nearly off and his naked body exposed, Garrett continued to pressure, trying to take his anger out on John. 

As they rolled around, John’s cock reacted and soon he was sporting a raging hard on.  Garret continued to try to get a hold of John and ended with his hand on John’s cock. He held it, unconsciously to keep John under control.  It was several moments before he realized what he had in his hand.  He paused but didn’t release the hard cock he was holding. Instead, he looked into John’s eye, then down at the hard cock in his hands. He leaned down and kissed John.  John was completely startled and the hand on his cock began to slide up and down.

John wasn’t sure what to do.  He pushed Garret off, and stood up.  He closed the door.

“I think we need to talk.” He said and helped Garret to his feet, he could see a visible erection showing in his neighbour’s pant and a wet spot on the material.  The pants were a light cream colour and the wet spot really stood out.

“What was that about,” John asked as he led the way into the kitchen and offered Garret a beer.  They drank in silence for a few minutes. And then Garret began to speak.  He told John about his teenage years, about being fucked by his cousin and then by his friends.  He told John that he lived in the closet and married Adam’s mother after getting her pregnant. 

He hadn’t been with a woman since she left and he hadn’t been with a man since he married here, so more than 18 years.  He had watched John come and go from his house and watched his son sneak across the lawn to John’s house.  He also found a note in his son’s room – indicating that he had seen John and another man having sex.

He wasn’t angry, Adam was 18, and while maybe it was a bit icky that an almost 30 year old man was interested in an 18 year old, he couldn’t do anything about it, except try to protect his son.  He also admitted that he was just a little jealous of Adam’s freedom.

John was still naked, wearing only the robe, which he’d failed to retie, his cock had begun to soften and he noticed that Garret had not taken his eyes off of it.

He walked around the island, putting his can down on the counter, he approached Garret, whose eyes remained locked on John’s cock.  As John closed the gap, Garret made the move to stand up but John placed a hang on his shoulder and pushed him down.  He took his cock in hand and it started to harden again.  With Garret on his knees, John stepped close and rubbed his cock head across Garret’s lips.  Trailing just a bit of precum. He thought about the fact that his cock had just been in Adam’s ass and he hadn’t cleaned it yet and that kind of turned him on. He pushed forward, parting Garret’s lips and letting his head slide into Garret’s mouth.  Garret started to gag almost immediately, with only the head in his mouth, John paused and let Garret breath for a moment, but he didn’t remove his cock.

After a moment he held Garret’s head and slid his cock further into his neighbour’s mouth.  He started to fuck the mouth in earnest, driving his cock into Garret’s throat.  Garret gagged a bit, and spittle spilled out of his mouth, wetting John’s balls and dripping onto the floor between them.

Garret was still fully dressed and as John continued to fuck his throat, Garret tried to get out of his clothes.  He undid his belt and opened his pants, he tried to slide his pants off but didn’t get them too far.  Seeing his struggle, John pulled out, Garret reached up to grab John’s ass and try to keep John’s cock in his mouth.  John stepped away then pulled Garret up to his feet and helped him to strip out of his clothes.  He pulled Garret’s polo shirt over his head as Garret lowered his pants properly and exposed his hard cock.  Eight uncut inches flopped out of his underwear as he lowered them. 

John pushed him down to the sofa and took the cock into his mouth, engulfing the entire eight inches to the base.  Tongue digging into he foreskin. His hands rolled around Garret’s balls feeling their weight in his hand, pulling them away from his body.  Garret moaned at both the ball play and the mouth on his cock. It didn’t take long before he moaned that he was going to cum.  John, having learned from Al, clasped the base of Garret’s cock and took his mouth off, stopping the man’s orgasm and edging him.  As he held the throbbing cock in his hands he looked up at Garret and asked him if he wanted to get fucked.

Garret, pleaded. ‘Yes, please fuck my ass, fuck me hard.”

John didn’t need to be asked twice.

He stood up, left to get some lube and returned to the living room with a bottle of gun oil and a couple of towels.  He spread the towels on the sofa, over the arm and on the floor beneath then had Garret bend over the arm of the sofa.  When Garret was in position, John dropped to his knees and began to rim Garret’s ass.

Garret screamed in pleasure.  “Oh my fucking god,” he yelled. “Whatever the fuck you’re doing, don’t stop.”

John had no intention of stopping.  His tongue probed and managed to enter Garret’s tight hole.  Garret’s cock throbbed against the sofa arm, leaking precum like a dripping faucet. John withdrew his tongue and Garret complained, “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop.”

John ignored that and grabbed the gun oil and spread some on his fingers and more on Garret’s hole.  He slowly worked first one finger then another into Garret, opening the man. A third finger made it in but only just.  Garret’s ass closed around the three, holding them in place.  John waited, patiently, taking his time and not rushing Garret. Fingers of one hand still in Garret’s ass, he let his other hand slide along Garret’s back, caressing and relaxing him. When he could move his fingers again, he started to fuck them into Garret, who moaned loudly.

“Fuck me,” he cried out.

John pulled his fingers out and applied some oil to his cock and positioned it at Garret’s man hole and then pushed forward letting the head pierce Garret.  He screamed.

“Oh fuck that hurts, fuck that hurts, fuck.  Take it out, take it out.” He cried.

John waited patiently.  He pulled back but not out and again waited for Garret to relax, when he noticed that he was more relaxed he slowly began to push forward again.  He made it about 2 inches before Garret complained again.  Once again, he withdrew, and again, not all the way.  Then back in a bit further.

Garret was relaxing with each stroke.  It wasn’t long before his cock was buried 7 inches deep in Garret’s ass.  He leaned down and across Garret’s back and kissed the back of his neck, nibbled on his shoulders, tilted his head back and kiss his lips. Then he began to fuck Garret. Each stroke out to the head, then back into the root of his cock.  Balls and hips slapping into Garret.

Garret shouted once and shot his load all over the towel under him.  His ass clenched around John, but John wasn’t ready to cum yet and he waited until he could start fucking again. He picked up his pace and really started to pound into Garret.  He pulled out suddenly and flipped Garret onto his back and lifted Garret’s legs over his shoulder, positioned his cock and slammed back into him.

He fucked Garret’s ass furiously for another five minutes.  Garret stroking his still hard cock came again. This time shooting his load all over his chest and belly.  And finally John was ready.  He slammed his cock into Garret and started to erupt into him, emptying his balls deep in Garret’s ass.  Cum leaked out the length of his cock as he started to pump slowly, riding the wave of his orgasm.

Finally spent, he collapsed down onto Garret and kissed him. Garret’s cum smeared across them both as their bodies came together. 

Finally, John stood up and allowed his cock to pull out of Garret’s ass.  Garret moaned again but this time at the loss, at the emptiness that he now felt in his ass.   John helped Garret back up and together they cleaned up the towels.  John put the lube away.  The two men remained naked as they padded around John’s house. John picked up his robe, and put it back on, as Garret started to put his cloths back on.

“Can we do that again?” he asked John. 

“Of course, but if we are going to continue, then I think I’ll have to end things with Adam.” John said.  “Your son, however, knows what he wants and he finds a way to get it.”

“Well talk with him, please. I need that again and again, and if it’s a choice between him and I, I hope you chose me.”

John let him out, just in time, as he could see his brother returning home, walking down the street. He closed the door and headed up to his overdue shower.

A few weeks went by John continued to fuck both Adam and Garret, and Al joined him a couple of times to fuck Adam. 

Al had called and asked if John was free, when he said he was, Al asked if Adam could come over as well, he’d love to DP the young man again. He felt that was really hot and he wanted to try it again.

John had seen Garret go out a few hours before, as he worked in the garden, and wasn’t sure if he was back but he called over. Adam answered and said he would be right over.  He arrived in minutes.  Five minutes after that Al arrived and the three men stripped in John’s bedroom. They began kissing in a three-way kiss, that got sloppy. Adam dropped down to his knees between John and Al and alternated taking their cocks into his mouth, sucking one, stroking the other, back and forth.  Both men now rock hard.

Adam, holding both cocks, asked “who’s first?”  Al pushed john back and lifted Adam to the bed and lubed his cock and Adam’s ass with gun oil and just plunged his cock into Adam’s ass in one stroke. He began to pound as John moved around to Adam’s head and fed him his cock.  Sliding into Adam’s throat, pumping in time with Al.  Lost in the sex, John didn’t hear the front door open and didn’t hear someone climbing the stairs.  He just looked up to see Garret, cock in hand in the doorway.

“What the fuck” he said.

Garret came into the room, lost in his just and pushed John back and away from his son, he dropped to his knees and sucked John’s cock into his own throat.  He’d learned in the last few weeks and he could take it all without gagging.

As he was right in front of his son, Adam, yelled. “Dad, what the fuck are you doing here?”

Garret pulled off of John’s cock and said, I think the same as you son.  Like father, like son, eh?” he replied then took John’s cock back into his mouth.

John pulled Garret up and stripped him then pushed him down onto the bed, on his back.  He reached for the gun oil and splashed some on his cock and fingered more into Garret’s ass.  Then he slid his cock home.

Adam in doggy position, taking Al’s cock, was position with his head almost over his father’s.  it was weird and he wasn’t sure what to thinkbut Al wasn’t stopping and the cock in his ass felt so good.  Still, he had an unobstructed view of his father being fucked by John.  He could see John’s cock sliding into his father and watched his father’s hard uncut cock bounce with each stroke.

Garret for his part could look up and see Al fucking his son and could see Adam’s cock, cut and just a bit smaller than his own bouncing and he knew the joy his son was feeling with a hot hard cock buried in his ass.

Al was so turned on and he wanted to fuck Garret so he asked John to switch.  They both pulled out and moved around the bed taking the other’s position.  John sunk into Adam and Al sunk into Garret.

Garret moaned loudly and started to shoot his load.  His first pulse shot over his head and landed on Adam’s face. The rest landed on his own belly and chest.  Adam hesitated a moment then scooped his father’s cum into his mouth and tasted his father.

Al pulled out of the now spent Garret. John pulled out of Adam.  Al lay on the bed and Adam climbed on, just, he leaned forward and now with practiced ease, John slid into him and the two men began to fuck Adam in unison. They both fucked into Adam.

“Holy fuck.  Can you both do that to me?” asked Garret.

John looked over at Garret who was hard again.  He was stroking his cock.

They two men continued to fuck into Adam, one sliding in as one slid out, alternating filling him.  Adam could never last long when he was DP’d and he shout pulse after pulse of cum across AL’s chest.

Al and John pulled out and Garret, piped up, “My turn, please?” Can you do that to me?”

John said they would try but they weren’t sure he could take it.

But he did. They had to go slow but they managed to get both cocks in him.

“Damn you’re so tight,” Al offered.

In moments, Al came.  His load filling Garret and triggering John’s load.  And he drained his balls into Garret as well.  He rolled off and collapsed on the bed. 

Adam had stood beside the bed and watched his father take two cocks.  It freaked him out and made him feel odd.  And his cock was rock hard.  But that was his father.  As Garret climbed off Al’s softening cock, he too rolled onto the bed between John and Al.  Adam stood to the side and then climbed on to the bed to lay beside John, who wrapped an arm around him.

It was weird and he didn’t know how to react.  Al and Garret dozed off, and soon so did he and John.  When Adam awoke, he was alone in the bed with his father and his hand was on his father’s cock.  He yanked it back, jumped out of the bed, pulled his cloths on and left.

Garret, who was awake and had enjoyed feeling the hand on his cock, even if it was his son’s, just lay there for a few more minutes before he to got dressed and left John’s house.

He found Adam at home, drinking a beer.

“I guess we need to talk.” He said to Adam.

“I guess we do,” said Adam.

He stood up and placed his beer can beside three other’s that were on the counter and then walked up to his father and kissed him deeply.

“We do.” He said