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College Break, Part 2

By blucollar

submitted April 17, 2006

Categories: Arm Pits, Exhibitionism, Family Fun

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After my story about how Dan and Steve introduced me to male sex I guess I should tell you now that I am a complete cum whore. I still play the straight stud football player at school but when I get the chance, and it hasn't been often, I like my ass or mouth filled with man juice.

But also, after that encounter with Dan and Steve, I swore them to secrecy. I asked them never to let my Dad know what happened. I didn't think my Redneck old man would appreciate his only boy getting into such unnatural behavior, especially with two of his buds. Well they both kinda grinned and said they would keep it between the three of us.

So back to the present; I pull up into my Dad's driveway and park behind his truck. I never told Dad when I was coming home so I didn't know if he had to get out in the morning or not. I would leave the keys on the kitchen table for him if he was asleep.

I also left all my stuff in the van. If he was asleep no need to make a lot of noise bringing it in. I got what I need...a pair of shorts. Anything else can wait. So I went up to the trailer and had my key ready but the door was open beyond the screen door. I opened up the screen and looked in. The living room had one light on but was empty. It's not like Dad to leave the door unlocked if he went to bed...even if it is hot. So I crept through the house trying not to make any noise just in case he was asleep. That's when I heard a moan from his bedroom. Either he was dreaming or I'm about to catch my old man jacking off. I made my way to the back of the trailer and peaked in around the door. My eyes must have popped out about three inches then slammed back into my head. There was Harry, my Dad's business partner on the bed on all fours and behind him was my Dad with his cock buried in Harry's ass.

Now Harry was only about 6 or 7 years older than me at the time. He had dark long hair, down to his shoulders anyway, and a mustache. He was about 5'9" and about 190. He was a muscular little fuck. He was dark tanned from working outside with my Dad all the time.

The first thing that hit me was the smell coming from the room. Fucking man scent mixed with sex. I was boned up right away. But I just stood outside the door without moving an inch. I wanted to catch what I could before I was discovered. First of all I had no idea that Dad was fucking Harry or that he fucked any dudes at all. Not that I ever saw him bring a lady friend home but I never thought the guy thing. And Harry? He's a butch little fucker. Never would have pegged him a cock sucker either man.

"So boy, you ready to be breed?" Dad all of a sudden said.

"Yes sir. Please cum in my ass sir. I would be honored." Harry grunted back.

"What makes you think you deserve my seed boy? I think I should hold back and cum on the floor instead."

"Oh no sir, please don't do that. I promise I'll be good and do as you say. I didn't mean to be disobedient this morning." Harry said.

"I just told you to clean my boots after lunch. And you said no." My Dad said.

"I know sir, there was dog shit on them and I didn't think I should, but I should have known better to disobey you." Harry cried out as he was being pounded.

"Your apology is accepted boy. Just don't let it happen again. Now you may have my cum in your ass. I want you to keep it there until morning. Hear me?" Dad grunted out his words too.

"Yes sir, please fuck me hard sir and let me have your seed"

It was then that my Dad obviously came in Harry's ass. It was a violent orgasm and Harry took it without losing his balance. After my Dad was done he rolled off Harry and Harry went down on my Dad and cleaned his cock off. Then my Dad rolled over to go to sleep and Harry snuggled up next to him and closed his eyes too.

I backed away and went back out the door. I tried not to make a sound. I was shaking and my cock was hard and dripping. I walked down the drive and over to Dan's. He was still out on the porch drinking.

"Hey Trent what's going on man?" Dan greeted me.

"I think I could use a beer or ...er...maybe a shot of something too man. You got anything?"

"Yeah bud, got some Jack. What's the matter man? Looks like you seen a ghost or something." Dan said as he got up to get some beers and the Jack.

"Get me a shot and I'll tell you man." I sat down on the porch and waited. "Could you turn off the porch lights too man? I feel like this is some sort of fucking stage or something."

"Yea Trent, sure man, what's got you so wound up man?" Dan handed me a beer and the bottle of Jack. I took a swig of the Jack first then downed about half the beer then had another shot of Jack. After that I started calming down. I was still hard as a rock though and Dan noticed. He didn't say anything but his eyes were pretty focused on my shorts.

Dan turned out most of the lights, inside and out, and then came back out on the porch and sat with me. "I was gonna shut everything off soon anyway; wanted to lose the shorts. You mind?"

"Nah, you aint got nothing I haven’t seen or sucked on before." we both laughed, it helped relieve some of my uptightness. "Hey Dan, did you know that Dad was fucking Harry?" I said as I let my shorts fall to the ground and sat back down. It was nice to be home and sitting out naked again drinking with Dan. But I was still visibly uptight about what I saw and I was still hard.

"Oh that's what this is all about. I thought you didn't last long at home after I saw you drive by. You catch them in the act did ya? Your Dad know you’re home yet?"

"Well yea, I guess you could say I caught them in the act and no I don't think he heard me. After I saw them finish I slowly backed out the way I came in and headed over here. How longs this been going on Dan?" I asked.

"Hell Trent, its really not my place to tell you this but I guess now that the cat is out of the bag it couldn't hurt anymore. Your Dad's been fucking Harry since they went into business together four years ago. Well, if truth be known, we all fuck Harry. Your Dad, Steve and me. The four of us have been fucking with each other for years bud. I can tell you all that since you are sort of part of it. After all you Steve and I have had some fun. Steve's off with his kid this weekend or we'd be fucking right now. But as far as Harry and your Dad goes, they are sort of a couple like me and Steve. Not really romantic. They just prefer fucking each other. Like I said though, every now and then we all fuck around with each other."

I couldn't believe it. I knew about Steve and Dan of course and they knew about me. But I had no idea about Dad and Harry. I thought Harry was a little fucking lady killer. He was hot good looking and charming as hell.

"Hey Dan. While they were fucking Harry was calling Dad sir. He even said something about Dad making him lick his boots and stuff. What's that all about man?" I asked.

"Well, at certain times Trent we all call your Dad sir, he's the leader of our little group I guess you could say. We basically follow his lead. Well I guess I'm not saying that right. We obey everything he says. He's THE DAD and we are his boys. But Harry is his main boy." Dan was nervous while he was saying this like he was letting me in on a secret he shouldn't be letting me in on.

"But Dad is so straight. I had no idea man. Fuck what I wouldn't have given to have been fucked by him years ago. You guys are lucky man." I spilled out.

"Don't we know it man! Your Dad is one fine piece of male. And I might as well tell you that you're Dad punished Steve and I after we confessed that the three of us had a time together. Your Dad had already told us that if you needed to be broken in it would be up to him when that happened and he did not take too kindly to hearing that Steve and I jumped the gun." Dan said.

"So you're telling me that Dad wanted to fuck me all this time." I was surprised.

"Well he wanted to find out what you wanted first. He was letting you go your own way to find yourself. But he said more times than not that the way you showed off all the time and strutted your stuff around was driving him nuts. That meaty ass of yours turns us all on and your Dad was salivating. You were working out one day on the porch in you little blue underwear and your dad was watching from the kitchen window. He was so horned up that he walked right into my house and bent me over and dry fucked me without even asking. It was hot. He told me later that it was watching you work out that got him so horned up. But I guess now that he knows how open you are to sex with men its all up to you what happens now." Dan explained.

"Fuck Dan. I didn't know. And you know how much of a cum hound I've become. Well you probably don't. But believe me its all I think about. And to think I could have some of my Dad's juice man is just too much for me. What do I do?" I asked.

Dan and I spent the next half hour talkin’ over how I should now handle my relationship with my Dad if I wanted all the benefits. Then Dan asked if I wanted to sleep there. I said no and went home and slept in my old room but made sure I was up before anyone else.

I got up at 6 am and went straight to the kitchen and started to make breakfast. About 10 minutes later I heard voices from my Dad's bedroom.

"Hey Gary, er... I mean Sir! Wake up. Do you smell bacon? It smells like its coming from your kitchen?"

"What the hell you waking me up for boy? Can't you tell....huh...shit that is coming from my kitchen, who the fuck....?" Dad said as he came around the corner bare assed. "Trent! What the hell you doing here? How long you been here?"

"Sorry Sir. I got in last night and you were asleep so I went and had some beers with Dan and then came back to bed. Thought you and Harry might like some breakfast," I said.

"Harry? How'd you....? I mean, well ok.... What time exactly did you get in Trent? Was I asleep yet?" Dad asked trying to size up the situation.

"It was around 8 I guess. The door was open so I didn't have to make too much noise sir. I am sorry I didn't call. But I was anxious to get home. Hope you don't mind."

"So I guess you know that Harry and I are more than business partners then Trent?" Dad asked.

"Oh yes sir. I hope you don't mind me knowing. I think Harry is very lucky to be at service to you Dad." I bowed my head for effect like Dan had told me to. "I hope that I can be at service to you one day as well Father." Then I did the ultimate submission. I got on my knees bare-assed naked and sat on my heels with my hands behind my back and bowed my head.

"What the fuck, are you messing around Trent, what the fuck is going on?" My Dad tried to sound pissed but I looked up for a moment and saw blood in his cock. This was turning him on. Just then Harry came into the room with shorts on and a bewildered look on his face. "Harry, do you know what the fuck my son is up to?"

"No sir. I didn't even know he was here. You want me to leave?" Harry said.

"Father I don’t think it would be fair for Harry to have to leave. I’m the one who interrupted the weekend. I will go and stay at Dan's if it will make you two more comfortable." All the time I talked I stayed in position.

"Harry, take off those damn shorts. You're not going anywhere. It seems my son knows the program here and is interested in participating. As for you Trent, finish breakfast while I have my coffee. Harry will bring that to me in the bedroom. Call us when breakfast is ready." Dad said as he turned around and headed to his room.

"Boy Trent, what’s going on man?" Harry came up to me and asked.

"Nothing Harry; but I will ask you if you mind sharing?" I said as I got up.

"What do you want to share exactly Trent?" Harry asked.

"My Dad" I said as I walked up to him grabbed him by the back of the neck and French kissed him as sloppy as I could. I took my time till we heard Dad say, "Boy what's taking so damn long with my coffee".

We broke the kiss and Harry said, "Sorry sir, coming right away" and the he turned to me and said in a whisper, "Oh I'll share alright but you have to promise me a one on one also Trent."

"You got it Harry, you got it." I went back to my cooking.


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