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One time my young buddy Matt and I posed as a father and son to fuck a young guy. Here’s what happened.
I’ve had a little crush on my friend Matt for a long time. And why shouldn’t I? He’s almost 30 years younger than I and he’s extremely good-looking. He’s 29, shortish at about 5’6 but athletic with a beautifully hairy chest covered in dark hair, and he’s a gay man who’s gleefully open about his sexually. He and I talk about sex a lot, but I’ve never done anything with him. That is, other than talk. Although I’ve wanted to, secretly. But I’m 57 and a little shy about telling this gorgeous stud what I’d really like to do to him.
We were having a couple of beers at our local gay bar, the Mineshaft, in our hometown of Youngstown, Ohio when he casually mentioned he had come across somebody interesting on Grindr. Nothing unusual there, he often hooked up via the internet, usually later filling me in with details of his lascivious assignations. He’d been chatting with this hot young guy for a couple of weeks without meeting up and Matt was getting frustrated because he really wanted to fuck him. Turns out the guy’s fantasy was to have sex with someone around his own age and their father. Matt found this very intriguing.
“How about we pose as father and son and fuck this guy?“ Matt was astoundingly casual about the idea. I was totally taken aback. Sure, we kind of look like each other, but I’m a solid six inches taller than he. Could we pass for father and son? And, more importantly, did Matt just ask if I wanted to have a three-way?
I double checked with him to make sure I hadn’t misunderstood, but he assured me I hadn’t. He said, “Sure, why not? That wouldn’t freak you out, would it?”
“Not at all, no,” I assured him. He smiled the sort of mischievous smile he often gives when he’s on the hunt for dick and told me he would get back to the boy and see what he could work out.
I was certain it probably wouldn’t happen, or, if it did, he and I would not interact sexually but more tag-team the stranger. I was very excited by the prospect of the event however if transpired. I would get to see Matt having sex at the very least, see his cock hard, and see him fucking a hot young guy. And all the while I’d probably be fucking the guy as well or at least jacking off while I watched them. It was an alluring and provocative idea.
Matt worked his erotic magic and managed to set it up. He told me the young man jumped at the prospect, in fact. The week crept by and the agreed upon Saturday afternoon slowly came around. Matt and I were at my place waiting for the guy to appear. I frankly expected him to dog us and just not show up. But about 10 minutes after the appointed time the doorbell rang. Matt hurried to the door.
The guy he ushered in, Justin, was 25, about six feet tall, blonde and in excellent shape. I doubt he worked out much but he had the natural look of an athlete. He was very handsome with piercing blue eyes and a slightly crooked smile.
Justin seemed nervous (well, hell, I was too) but he and Matt shook hands, made introductions, exchanged pleasantries and seem to hit it off fairly quickly. I was finally introduced to Justin and he smiled, looked at Matt and then at me. “Fuck,“ he muttered, “you two really are father and son, aren’t you? You look just alike!“
My eyebrows shot up, but Matt jumped right in. “Yeah, just like I told you. And you’re down with that, right?“
“More than down with it“ Justin said, almost under his breath. “It’s my fantasy, my fantasy come true.“
“Well,“ Matt smiled, “let’s get this fantasy started.“
Justin nervously asked for a bottle of water and I went to retrieve one. When I came back to the living room he and Matt were already on the couch kissing. I couldn’t tell who the instigator was but their lips were locked and their tongues flicking in and out of each other’s mouths. I put the bottle of water on the coffee table and stood silently watching.
Justin looked up at me expectantly. “Is this all right?”
“Oh, yeah!” I laughed. “I like watching almost as much as I like participating.”
Justin laughed as well. “No, I mean that I’m doing this with your son?“
“He loves it!” Matt jumped up and headed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water himself, and I was left alone with Justin. His hand slowly slid over the growing bulge in his jeans. “You two ever done anything like this before? With another guy?“
I was stymied for a moment, not being sure what to say. “Didn’t Matt tell you what our deal was?“
“Yeah, I know,” Justin smiled. “I think it’s great you two have been lovers for so long. Father and son. So hot. And I think it’s amazing you chose me to have your first three-way with.“ Matt had clearly done his work setting up the scenario, and I had little choice but to go with it.
When Matt returned with his water I could see the bulge in his tight jeans was becoming more pronounced. I smiled at the thought that soon I would finally see his cock, I had desperately wanted to for several years. Before Matt could sit back down on the couch Justin leaned forward. “Fuck, a father and his son! I want to see you two do something together.“
We hadn’t considered this eventuality. Matt and I looked at each other. There was very quick clandestine eye communication between us. Uncertainty, even a little confusion. Then Matt smiled at me, looked at Justin for a moment and then looked back at me and nodded almost imperceptibly.
Here was my opening, my chance. I stepped behind him. Because he’s shorter than I my chin could neatly rest on the top of his head. It made us look extremely intimate I decided, and judging from Justin’s heavy breathing, he must have agreed. I nervously ran my hands over Matt’s chest. I could feel the crinkle of his chest hair through the thin fabric of his T-shirt. He leaned back against me and, reaching back, put his hands on my hips. I started doing circles with my hands on his chest and felt his nipples grow hard. Smiling, I tweaked both of them at the same time very gently.
When I did Justin sat back and ran his hand over the fist-sized bulge straining the denim of his jeans. “Yeah,“ he whispered in a hoarse voice. “Yeah. That’s what I want to see. Please, do more.“
With my hands still feeling up Matt’s masculine chest, I glanced down to see how he was handling our interaction. He looked up at me and smiled very mischievously. He stretched his head up and, totally surprising me, kissed me on the mouth. I’d never kissed my friend before. His lips were so soft and moist and inviting and they met mine with silky aggression. His tongue flicked against my lips and I opened my mouth slightly letting my tongue lick his sensuous lips, allowing his tongue into my mouth.
Justin gasped, his hands pivoting back-and-forth over the fabric in the front of his jeans. Matt looked at him and reached up with one hand touching the side of my neck. My heart was pounding but I bravely decided to go for it. I let my hands linger down over his chest and stomach and my right hand slid down lower to touch the bulge of my hunky young friend’s crotch. His basket had greatly expanded in the last few minutes and I could clearly feel the outline of his cock and balls under my hand and I could feel the cock growing. I rubbed it gently. He moaned slightly and kissed me again. I was finally doing something I had only ever fantasized about, that I had often masturbated to. And now it was happening, and with this hot younger guy watching.
Apparently that was enough for Justin. He popped his pants open and brought out a thick eight inch cut cock. It was rock hard and seeping pre-cum, making the mushroom head glisten in the light. He began to jack it wildly, enthusiastically.
Matt looked back up at me, smiling. “Take mine out.“ And then he kissed me again.
I glued my eyes to Justin‘s blonde cock as I undid Matt’s belt, unzipped his straining fly, popped the top button, and slowly slid his jeans down his thighs. He was wearing tight boxer briefs, light blue ones, and the protruding outline of his cock and balls was specific and obvious. A pronounced wet spot drew attention to where the head of his cock pushed the fabric forward. I ran both hands up his thighs and over his bulge feeling the warmth and weight of his glorious package. He moaned as he leaned back against me. I put my thumbs into the top of his underwear’s elastic band and shucked the shorts down. His cock bounced free, hurtling upward to splat against his hairy stomach. As it did a few globs of pre-cum flew up into the air, sparkling as it caught the late afternoon sunshine, and then landed on the coffee table.
Here was my first view of my friend’s hard dick I had imagined so often. Sure, I’d seen Matt naked a few times before, but never hard, never like this, never in his glory. His cock was stunningly beautiful. Seven and a half inches long. Fairly thick. Cut. With a delightful slight upward curve. His balls were thick and heavy, clearly bloated with cum, the dark hairs accentuating the scrotum. His dark pubes were slightly trimmed but still bushy enough to be pronounced, the tangled follicles leading up to a treasure trail and on to his beautiful hairy chest.
Justin leaned forward on the couch and grabbed Matt’s hips, pulling him forward. Matt’s cock slid into his mouth in one swift, decisive move. Matt moaned, or maybe a better description would be grunted. Justin opened his throat and Matt’s tool spelunked as far down the boy’s throat as it could go. Justin gagged. He looked up at Matt, his eyes watering, his nose buried in the dark pubic hair.
Matt was reaching behind himself fumbling with the front of my pants attempting to open them. I gave him a glad assist and quickly stepped out of them. My seven inch hard cock flipped into view ready for action. I stepped around beside Matt. Justin reached up with his right hand grasping my dick. As he deep-throated Matt, he slowly stroked my cock, smearing my pre-cum over the head causing me to sharply catch my breath.
Matt shucked off his T-shirt throwing it onto an armchair. He grabbed the back of Justin‘s head and without warning thrust his hips forward. Justin gagged even harder as Matt began to fuck his face. His thrusts were aggressive and brutal, forcing his cock further and further into the boy’s throat. Justin let go of my rod, steadying himself by holding on to Matt’s hips.
“No, no,” Matt ordered, “don’t forget his cock!” Justin reached up and grabbed my dick again, stroking it all the while struggling for air with Matt’s cock stretching into his throat further and further.
Matt pushed away and stepped out of his pants. I finished taking my clothes off as did Justin. When we were all naked, Matt sat on the couch next to Justin and immediately pointed expectantly to his own dick as if to say, “You’re not done here yet.” Without any hesitation Justin leaned over taking Matt’s juicy cock back in his mouth. I sat on the couch on the other side of Justin gently touching his bursting hard-on with my fingertips. It was a beautiful hard young cock. I leaned down to run my tongue over the head, lapping up the delicious pre-cum. It was like ambrosia: tart and sweet and salty and metallic. Then I slowly let my head sink down, engulfing his cock with my eager mouth. I began sucking him while working the shaft with my hand, stroking it in a corkscrew movement as my lips ran up and down and over the beautiful engorged mushroom head.
“Fuck!“ Justin sat up quickly. “I want to see you two do more!” Matt smiled, idly fingering his own cock. I didn’t need any more urging. I dropped off the couch to my knees in front of Matt and gently ran my tongue over his hairy balls. He smiled down at me. His nuts smelled so good, clean and musky. They tasted even better. I wanted more. I took first one then the other into my mouth sucking them gently, lovingly. I could see the pre-cum now drizzling down the shaft of Matt’s cock, the shaft still moist with Justin’s saliva.
Justin was jacking his cock faster and faster. His breathing was shallow and his eyes were locked on my activity. I ran my tongue up the shaft of Matt’s cock, his hand letting go to make room for my tongue. The pre-cum was smeared all over the shaft and veins. It tasted delicious. Matt’s fingers, also covered in pre-cum, found their way to my lips. I sucked them clean.
My tongue returned to the base of Matt’s penis and I ran it up the seven and half inches to the head, flicking it gently over his piss slit.
Matt glanced Justin and then back down at me. His most mischievous smile materialized. I knew something was coming.
“Please, daddy,“ he pleaded, staring into my eyes. “Please suck my cock. Please suck my cock like you did when I was young.“ I suppose under different circumstances I would’ve laughed, it sounded like improvised dialogue from a very cheap porn film. But when Justin gasped I knew Matt was on the right track. Juston was buying it.
I smiled back up at him. “Sure thing.” And then with a little too much emphasis, “Son!”
I took the head of his cock into my mouth and began working my lips up and down on the shaft. I was delirious with joy at the opportunity to suck my dear buddy’s gorgeous rod. Matt threw his head back as I reached up running my hands through the course hair on his chest and forcing my head down and Matt’s cock deep into my throat.
Justin gasped again. His right hand blurred as he pistoned his dick and with his left cupped his balls, pulling them gently. Matt reached up running has hand over Justin’s muscular ass cheeks and then his fingers dove into the crack. Justin gave a surprised cry as Matt started playing with his asshole with one finger. I took Matt’s nipples between my fingers, twisting them very, very gently as my mouth worked up and down on his cock a little faster with each repetition.
“I need one of you to fuck me,“ Justin said almost imperceptibly. Matt’s cock slid out of my mouth with a loud slurping noise as I sat back on my haunches. Matt has never been indecisive and he immediately moved forward, throwing Justin‘s legs over his shoulders. It didn’t take long, Matt spit on the boy’s hole and positioned himself ready to fuck. And I was close enough to the action to get one of the most amazing views of my life. I saw my young friend’s rod slowly slide into this young man’s greedy, slightly hairy asshole. The cock harpooned itself forward, slowly sliding in until the gaping hole had swallowed the entire length of Matt’s rock hard seven and a half inches.
Surprisingly, Justin made no noise, he just threw his head back, his eyes rolled up into his head. Matt drew his cock slowly out of the asshole then quickly shoved it back in. Then he pumped his hips forward and back, pushing his cock in and out as he began to fuck the boy in earnest. I had never been so close to an actual fucking before. It was a total turn on to me to be within six inches of the penetration. I put my face even closer so I could get a better view and enthusiastically stroked my dick as Matt fucked Justin, pistoning his cock in and out of the eager asshole.
I couldn’t restrain myself any longer, being this close to my fantasy sex-mate, having this good of view. Bravely I leaned up and run my tongue over Matt’s balls. The ferocity of his pumping increased cueing me to continue. I sucked his left nut deep into my mouth. He moaned sensuously and spread his legs a little wider. I could tell he was getting off on fucking and having his balls sucked at the same time. I let his nad drop from my mouth, repositioned myself slightly, and then did something I had fantasized about doing with him for years, never imagining it would ever happen in reality, much less when he was actually fucking a hot young stud. I ran my tongue between his slightly furry ass cheeks, probing it forward, tasting his sweet asshole. I worked my tongue in circles around his pucker then pushed it forward as his hole relaxed and opened, welcoming my tongue inside. Delighted and hyper turned-on, I was fucking him with my tongue.
As I began to rim Matt, he started fucking Justin even harder. It made it somewhat difficult at times to keep my tongue positioned against his tasty asshole and my face shoved firmly into his ass crack. But I managed, gratefully.
Suddenly, Justin muttered, “I’m getting very close.“
“Here, you’ll like this,” I could hear the mischievous smile in Matt’s voice. He carefully pulled his cock out of the boy’s asshole and stood next to the couch. “Watch this, Justin,” Matt ordered.
I sat back on my haunches again. All three of us were stroking our cocks wildly, Justin and I at the anticipation of not knowing what Matt was going to do next. My young friend was still smiling, his eyes glued to Justin’s thick rock hard rod. Then Matt, the only one standing at this point, turned towards me still kneeling on the floor next to the couch. “Don’t move, Dad,” he said to me.
It nearly stopped my breath, I had no idea what was happening. Then, jerking his cock ferociously, Matt stepped towards me. The head of his tool was inches from my face and he looked down at me smiling. He glanced at Justin to make sure he was watching then looked back at me. With a grunt and catch of his breath, he began coming. Three huge squirts of hot, viscous, sweet, sticky cum. Right on my face.
I couldn’t believe my young friend was shooting his sperm onto my face, but I loved every drop of it. Involuntarily, my mouth opened, my tongue extending out. Another white rope of sweet salty spooge shot out and flew directly into my mouth. It was delicious. Matt’s a big comer and my face was covered in sweet, sticky jizz. Some dribbled out of my mouth, drooled down my chin, and dripped onto my chest.
At that moment I had one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life, shooting my own cum all over my thighs and onto the hardwood floor. I was a total mess, Matt’s semen all over my face slowly dripping off, my own cum all over my abdomen and legs.
Justin breathlessly jumped up off the couch and stood next to Matt. He aimed his cock at me as well. The wad hit my face with startling velocity. His cum was thick, acrid and plentiful. My mouth opened again and much of his load found a home in the back of my throat. I swallowed it greedily, intoxicated with lust, satisfied by young sperm.
Once the two young men had caught their breath they kissed, their tongues mingling and their hands exploring each other‘s chests. Then they both looked down at me. Matt smiled again, leaned forward and kissed me full on the mouth, his tongue finding the inside of my cum coated mouth. His own sperm as well as that of Justin‘s smeared from my face over his as he kissed me passionately, intimately. It felt as if we had been lovers for years and years.
Justin left a few minutes later still none the wiser that Matt and I were not really father and son. To tell him the truth would be cruel, destroying his fantasy come to life.
But we knew this was just the beginning of Matt and I seducing hot guys as a team. We would be finding others whose fantasies we could help fulfill. I knew my young crush and I had many sexual adventures coming up in the future.
I’ve had a little crush on my friend Matt for a long time. And why shouldn’t I? He’s almost 30 years younger than I and he’s extremely good-looking. He’s 29, shortish at about 5’6 but athletic with a beautifully hairy chest covered in dark hair, and he’s a gay man who’s gleefully open about his sexually. He and I talk about sex a lot, but I’ve never done anything with him. That is, other than talk. Although I’ve wanted to, secretly. But I’m 57 and a little shy about telling this gorgeous stud what I’d really like to do to him.
We were having a couple of beers at our local gay bar, the Mineshaft, in our hometown of Youngstown, Ohio when he casually mentioned he had come across somebody interesting on Grindr. Nothing unusual there, he often hooked up via the internet, usually later filling me in with details of his lascivious assignations. He’d been chatting with this hot young guy for a couple of weeks without meeting up and Matt was getting frustrated because he really wanted to fuck him. Turns out the guy’s fantasy was to have sex with someone around his own age and their father. Matt found this very intriguing.
“How about we pose as father and son and fuck this guy?“ Matt was astoundingly casual about the idea. I was totally taken aback. Sure, we kind of look like each other, but I’m a solid six inches taller than he. Could we pass for father and son? And, more importantly, did Matt just ask if I wanted to have a three-way?
I double checked with him to make sure I hadn’t misunderstood, but he assured me I hadn’t. He said, “Sure, why not? That wouldn’t freak you out, would it?”
“Not at all, no,” I assured him. He smiled the sort of mischievous smile he often gives when he’s on the hunt for dick and told me he would get back to the boy and see what he could work out.
I was certain it probably wouldn’t happen, or, if it did, he and I would not interact sexually but more tag-team the stranger. I was very excited by the prospect of the event however if transpired. I would get to see Matt having sex at the very least, see his cock hard, and see him fucking a hot young guy. And all the while I’d probably be fucking the guy as well or at least jacking off while I watched them. It was an alluring and provocative idea.
Matt worked his erotic magic and managed to set it up. He told me the young man jumped at the prospect, in fact. The week crept by and the agreed upon Saturday afternoon slowly came around. Matt and I were at my place waiting for the guy to appear. I frankly expected him to dog us and just not show up. But about 10 minutes after the appointed time the doorbell rang. Matt hurried to the door.
The guy he ushered in, Justin, was 25, about six feet tall, blonde and in excellent shape. I doubt he worked out much but he had the natural look of an athlete. He was very handsome with piercing blue eyes and a slightly crooked smile.
Justin seemed nervous (well, hell, I was too) but he and Matt shook hands, made introductions, exchanged pleasantries and seem to hit it off fairly quickly. I was finally introduced to Justin and he smiled, looked at Matt and then at me. “Fuck,“ he muttered, “you two really are father and son, aren’t you? You look just alike!“
My eyebrows shot up, but Matt jumped right in. “Yeah, just like I told you. And you’re down with that, right?“
“More than down with it“ Justin said, almost under his breath. “It’s my fantasy, my fantasy come true.“
“Well,“ Matt smiled, “let’s get this fantasy started.“
Justin nervously asked for a bottle of water and I went to retrieve one. When I came back to the living room he and Matt were already on the couch kissing. I couldn’t tell who the instigator was but their lips were locked and their tongues flicking in and out of each other’s mouths. I put the bottle of water on the coffee table and stood silently watching.
Justin looked up at me expectantly. “Is this all right?”
“Oh, yeah!” I laughed. “I like watching almost as much as I like participating.”
Justin laughed as well. “No, I mean that I’m doing this with your son?“
“He loves it!” Matt jumped up and headed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water himself, and I was left alone with Justin. His hand slowly slid over the growing bulge in his jeans. “You two ever done anything like this before? With another guy?“
I was stymied for a moment, not being sure what to say. “Didn’t Matt tell you what our deal was?“
“Yeah, I know,” Justin smiled. “I think it’s great you two have been lovers for so long. Father and son. So hot. And I think it’s amazing you chose me to have your first three-way with.“ Matt had clearly done his work setting up the scenario, and I had little choice but to go with it.
When Matt returned with his water I could see the bulge in his tight jeans was becoming more pronounced. I smiled at the thought that soon I would finally see his cock, I had desperately wanted to for several years. Before Matt could sit back down on the couch Justin leaned forward. “Fuck, a father and his son! I want to see you two do something together.“
We hadn’t considered this eventuality. Matt and I looked at each other. There was very quick clandestine eye communication between us. Uncertainty, even a little confusion. Then Matt smiled at me, looked at Justin for a moment and then looked back at me and nodded almost imperceptibly.
Here was my opening, my chance. I stepped behind him. Because he’s shorter than I my chin could neatly rest on the top of his head. It made us look extremely intimate I decided, and judging from Justin’s heavy breathing, he must have agreed. I nervously ran my hands over Matt’s chest. I could feel the crinkle of his chest hair through the thin fabric of his T-shirt. He leaned back against me and, reaching back, put his hands on my hips. I started doing circles with my hands on his chest and felt his nipples grow hard. Smiling, I tweaked both of them at the same time very gently.
When I did Justin sat back and ran his hand over the fist-sized bulge straining the denim of his jeans. “Yeah,“ he whispered in a hoarse voice. “Yeah. That’s what I want to see. Please, do more.“
With my hands still feeling up Matt’s masculine chest, I glanced down to see how he was handling our interaction. He looked up at me and smiled very mischievously. He stretched his head up and, totally surprising me, kissed me on the mouth. I’d never kissed my friend before. His lips were so soft and moist and inviting and they met mine with silky aggression. His tongue flicked against my lips and I opened my mouth slightly letting my tongue lick his sensuous lips, allowing his tongue into my mouth.
Justin gasped, his hands pivoting back-and-forth over the fabric in the front of his jeans. Matt looked at him and reached up with one hand touching the side of my neck. My heart was pounding but I bravely decided to go for it. I let my hands linger down over his chest and stomach and my right hand slid down lower to touch the bulge of my hunky young friend’s crotch. His basket had greatly expanded in the last few minutes and I could clearly feel the outline of his cock and balls under my hand and I could feel the cock growing. I rubbed it gently. He moaned slightly and kissed me again. I was finally doing something I had only ever fantasized about, that I had often masturbated to. And now it was happening, and with this hot younger guy watching.
Apparently that was enough for Justin. He popped his pants open and brought out a thick eight inch cut cock. It was rock hard and seeping pre-cum, making the mushroom head glisten in the light. He began to jack it wildly, enthusiastically.
Matt looked back up at me, smiling. “Take mine out.“ And then he kissed me again.
I glued my eyes to Justin‘s blonde cock as I undid Matt’s belt, unzipped his straining fly, popped the top button, and slowly slid his jeans down his thighs. He was wearing tight boxer briefs, light blue ones, and the protruding outline of his cock and balls was specific and obvious. A pronounced wet spot drew attention to where the head of his cock pushed the fabric forward. I ran both hands up his thighs and over his bulge feeling the warmth and weight of his glorious package. He moaned as he leaned back against me. I put my thumbs into the top of his underwear’s elastic band and shucked the shorts down. His cock bounced free, hurtling upward to splat against his hairy stomach. As it did a few globs of pre-cum flew up into the air, sparkling as it caught the late afternoon sunshine, and then landed on the coffee table.
Here was my first view of my friend’s hard dick I had imagined so often. Sure, I’d seen Matt naked a few times before, but never hard, never like this, never in his glory. His cock was stunningly beautiful. Seven and a half inches long. Fairly thick. Cut. With a delightful slight upward curve. His balls were thick and heavy, clearly bloated with cum, the dark hairs accentuating the scrotum. His dark pubes were slightly trimmed but still bushy enough to be pronounced, the tangled follicles leading up to a treasure trail and on to his beautiful hairy chest.
Justin leaned forward on the couch and grabbed Matt’s hips, pulling him forward. Matt’s cock slid into his mouth in one swift, decisive move. Matt moaned, or maybe a better description would be grunted. Justin opened his throat and Matt’s tool spelunked as far down the boy’s throat as it could go. Justin gagged. He looked up at Matt, his eyes watering, his nose buried in the dark pubic hair.
Matt was reaching behind himself fumbling with the front of my pants attempting to open them. I gave him a glad assist and quickly stepped out of them. My seven inch hard cock flipped into view ready for action. I stepped around beside Matt. Justin reached up with his right hand grasping my dick. As he deep-throated Matt, he slowly stroked my cock, smearing my pre-cum over the head causing me to sharply catch my breath.
Matt shucked off his T-shirt throwing it onto an armchair. He grabbed the back of Justin‘s head and without warning thrust his hips forward. Justin gagged even harder as Matt began to fuck his face. His thrusts were aggressive and brutal, forcing his cock further and further into the boy’s throat. Justin let go of my rod, steadying himself by holding on to Matt’s hips.
“No, no,” Matt ordered, “don’t forget his cock!” Justin reached up and grabbed my dick again, stroking it all the while struggling for air with Matt’s cock stretching into his throat further and further.
Matt pushed away and stepped out of his pants. I finished taking my clothes off as did Justin. When we were all naked, Matt sat on the couch next to Justin and immediately pointed expectantly to his own dick as if to say, “You’re not done here yet.” Without any hesitation Justin leaned over taking Matt’s juicy cock back in his mouth. I sat on the couch on the other side of Justin gently touching his bursting hard-on with my fingertips. It was a beautiful hard young cock. I leaned down to run my tongue over the head, lapping up the delicious pre-cum. It was like ambrosia: tart and sweet and salty and metallic. Then I slowly let my head sink down, engulfing his cock with my eager mouth. I began sucking him while working the shaft with my hand, stroking it in a corkscrew movement as my lips ran up and down and over the beautiful engorged mushroom head.
“Fuck!“ Justin sat up quickly. “I want to see you two do more!” Matt smiled, idly fingering his own cock. I didn’t need any more urging. I dropped off the couch to my knees in front of Matt and gently ran my tongue over his hairy balls. He smiled down at me. His nuts smelled so good, clean and musky. They tasted even better. I wanted more. I took first one then the other into my mouth sucking them gently, lovingly. I could see the pre-cum now drizzling down the shaft of Matt’s cock, the shaft still moist with Justin’s saliva.
Justin was jacking his cock faster and faster. His breathing was shallow and his eyes were locked on my activity. I ran my tongue up the shaft of Matt’s cock, his hand letting go to make room for my tongue. The pre-cum was smeared all over the shaft and veins. It tasted delicious. Matt’s fingers, also covered in pre-cum, found their way to my lips. I sucked them clean.
My tongue returned to the base of Matt’s penis and I ran it up the seven and half inches to the head, flicking it gently over his piss slit.
Matt glanced Justin and then back down at me. His most mischievous smile materialized. I knew something was coming.
“Please, daddy,“ he pleaded, staring into my eyes. “Please suck my cock. Please suck my cock like you did when I was young.“ I suppose under different circumstances I would’ve laughed, it sounded like improvised dialogue from a very cheap porn film. But when Justin gasped I knew Matt was on the right track. Juston was buying it.
I smiled back up at him. “Sure thing.” And then with a little too much emphasis, “Son!”
I took the head of his cock into my mouth and began working my lips up and down on the shaft. I was delirious with joy at the opportunity to suck my dear buddy’s gorgeous rod. Matt threw his head back as I reached up running my hands through the course hair on his chest and forcing my head down and Matt’s cock deep into my throat.
Justin gasped again. His right hand blurred as he pistoned his dick and with his left cupped his balls, pulling them gently. Matt reached up running has hand over Justin’s muscular ass cheeks and then his fingers dove into the crack. Justin gave a surprised cry as Matt started playing with his asshole with one finger. I took Matt’s nipples between my fingers, twisting them very, very gently as my mouth worked up and down on his cock a little faster with each repetition.
“I need one of you to fuck me,“ Justin said almost imperceptibly. Matt’s cock slid out of my mouth with a loud slurping noise as I sat back on my haunches. Matt has never been indecisive and he immediately moved forward, throwing Justin‘s legs over his shoulders. It didn’t take long, Matt spit on the boy’s hole and positioned himself ready to fuck. And I was close enough to the action to get one of the most amazing views of my life. I saw my young friend’s rod slowly slide into this young man’s greedy, slightly hairy asshole. The cock harpooned itself forward, slowly sliding in until the gaping hole had swallowed the entire length of Matt’s rock hard seven and a half inches.
Surprisingly, Justin made no noise, he just threw his head back, his eyes rolled up into his head. Matt drew his cock slowly out of the asshole then quickly shoved it back in. Then he pumped his hips forward and back, pushing his cock in and out as he began to fuck the boy in earnest. I had never been so close to an actual fucking before. It was a total turn on to me to be within six inches of the penetration. I put my face even closer so I could get a better view and enthusiastically stroked my dick as Matt fucked Justin, pistoning his cock in and out of the eager asshole.
I couldn’t restrain myself any longer, being this close to my fantasy sex-mate, having this good of view. Bravely I leaned up and run my tongue over Matt’s balls. The ferocity of his pumping increased cueing me to continue. I sucked his left nut deep into my mouth. He moaned sensuously and spread his legs a little wider. I could tell he was getting off on fucking and having his balls sucked at the same time. I let his nad drop from my mouth, repositioned myself slightly, and then did something I had fantasized about doing with him for years, never imagining it would ever happen in reality, much less when he was actually fucking a hot young stud. I ran my tongue between his slightly furry ass cheeks, probing it forward, tasting his sweet asshole. I worked my tongue in circles around his pucker then pushed it forward as his hole relaxed and opened, welcoming my tongue inside. Delighted and hyper turned-on, I was fucking him with my tongue.
As I began to rim Matt, he started fucking Justin even harder. It made it somewhat difficult at times to keep my tongue positioned against his tasty asshole and my face shoved firmly into his ass crack. But I managed, gratefully.
Suddenly, Justin muttered, “I’m getting very close.“
“Here, you’ll like this,” I could hear the mischievous smile in Matt’s voice. He carefully pulled his cock out of the boy’s asshole and stood next to the couch. “Watch this, Justin,” Matt ordered.
I sat back on my haunches again. All three of us were stroking our cocks wildly, Justin and I at the anticipation of not knowing what Matt was going to do next. My young friend was still smiling, his eyes glued to Justin’s thick rock hard rod. Then Matt, the only one standing at this point, turned towards me still kneeling on the floor next to the couch. “Don’t move, Dad,” he said to me.
It nearly stopped my breath, I had no idea what was happening. Then, jerking his cock ferociously, Matt stepped towards me. The head of his tool was inches from my face and he looked down at me smiling. He glanced at Justin to make sure he was watching then looked back at me. With a grunt and catch of his breath, he began coming. Three huge squirts of hot, viscous, sweet, sticky cum. Right on my face.
I couldn’t believe my young friend was shooting his sperm onto my face, but I loved every drop of it. Involuntarily, my mouth opened, my tongue extending out. Another white rope of sweet salty spooge shot out and flew directly into my mouth. It was delicious. Matt’s a big comer and my face was covered in sweet, sticky jizz. Some dribbled out of my mouth, drooled down my chin, and dripped onto my chest.
At that moment I had one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life, shooting my own cum all over my thighs and onto the hardwood floor. I was a total mess, Matt’s semen all over my face slowly dripping off, my own cum all over my abdomen and legs.
Justin breathlessly jumped up off the couch and stood next to Matt. He aimed his cock at me as well. The wad hit my face with startling velocity. His cum was thick, acrid and plentiful. My mouth opened again and much of his load found a home in the back of my throat. I swallowed it greedily, intoxicated with lust, satisfied by young sperm.
Once the two young men had caught their breath they kissed, their tongues mingling and their hands exploring each other‘s chests. Then they both looked down at me. Matt smiled again, leaned forward and kissed me full on the mouth, his tongue finding the inside of my cum coated mouth. His own sperm as well as that of Justin‘s smeared from my face over his as he kissed me passionately, intimately. It felt as if we had been lovers for years and years.
Justin left a few minutes later still none the wiser that Matt and I were not really father and son. To tell him the truth would be cruel, destroying his fantasy come to life.
But we knew this was just the beginning of Matt and I seducing hot guys as a team. We would be finding others whose fantasies we could help fulfill. I knew my young crush and I had many sexual adventures coming up in the future.
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