Subject: Another Meetup pt. 5 Another Meetup Bill Drake ail) NOTICE: THE FOLLOWING IS FOR ADULTS ONLY. It contains sexually explicit description of sex between men, some of whom are related. Thanks to all the great work that the Nifty Archive does and the writers it publishes. Please consider supporting them with a donation to help them continue their mission of publishing and archiving great fiction. Also, a public service announcement to write an author if you’re into his story. A positive email goes a long way for encouragement. Thanks to all the guys who’ve written me about this story and others. You’re the best. ANOTHER MEETUP by Bill Drake This is a sequel to my story The Meetup. This chapter features characters from a story by a4f101 titled “Twelve Tales of Christmas/Starting Over” – used with permission. PART FIVE Kyle woke up and noticed the other side of the bed was empty but still warm. He scooted over and felt the warm spot that his father had left on the sheets, and his smell. It had been a wild evening. After the spin the bottle game and the blowjobs, the three families were all turned on still but decided to hold off on a second round. They got dressed, and the Jensens cooked up the fish the fathers had caught for a big dinner. It wasn’t until around 8 o’clock when the men were inside, relaxing and drinking while an evening thunderstorm blew through outside. It had been Steve who’d suggested another round upstairs. “Fucking this time,” he’d added. So that’s what happened. No games, no taking turns. Just dads paired with a different son. Then switching to another. Kyle had felt Dave Goldman eat him out then finger him before pushing that magnificent prick inside him. It drove Kyle wild to be nailed by Dave, and he had to hold off cumming. He almost wasn’t successful either, but Dave seemed to be keeping his own orgasm at bay and paused his thrusts to lean down and kiss Kyle deeply. With a grin, the older man leaned back up and slowly extracted his big dick from Kyle’s hole. Looking up, Dave asked. “You ready to tap this ass, Steve?” Kyle had been nervous as Steve got into place. That dong was frickin’ huge, thick and heavy, but also exciting. Steve took his time. It was intense but Kyle loved it. At one point he saw his father on all fours, watching Kyle as the other dad fucked him. Ed himself was getting filled with Rob’s dick, while Clint was fucking his brother from behind. Kyle didn’t want to let his dad see how much he liked it at first. He wasn’t sure if Dad was jealous of Steve’s size, or Dave’s for that matter. But those men made the college guy like his father’s body and cock no less. And it did seem to turn his dad on to watch. Kyle now humped the bed sheets, feeling his morning wood insistent. He and Dad had felt too fucked out for sex when they went to bed, but they’d cuddled and kissed and talked. Kyle slipped on some shorts and went down the hall. The cabin was quiet and it took Kyle a second to realize his father was out on the deck, having coffee and looking out onto the lake. He opened the door and stepped out. His dad turned around. “Hey son,” he said. “Didn’t wake you up did I?” God, Ed’s body was just amazing, Kyle thought. Bulky, strong back, bulging shoulders. Not to take away from Dave or Steve, but Kyle got goosebumps just seeing his dad half naked, now turning to face him. “Nah,” Kyle grinned. He looked out onto the lake as he stepped up to his father, unable to resist running a hand along the base of his father’s bare back. “God, it’s amazing here… reminds me of our first time.” Ed nodded. “That’s just what I was thinking.” He nodded down to his shorts, where a thick hardon formed a noticeable ridge. “Sometimes I gotta pinch myself that we’re still doing this.” Kyle took in a deep breath and exhaled, turned on to hear his father say that, and emotional, too. “Something about having these other guys here makes me appreciate what we’ve done even more.” Ed smiled a faint smile and seemed to mull Kyle’s words. His own beefy fingers reached forward and touched Kyle’s bare flank. His son was still trim and smooth, and so beautiful. “Maybe I don’t say this enough, but… you know you’re my special guy, too, don’t ya son?” “Yeah, Dad,” Kyle said with a soft shyness. His dick surged as he felt his dad’s fingers explore his side. Ed sighed. The look of love in Kyle’s eyes melted his defenses for sure. “You know I love your mother and would never leave her, right?” Kyle nodded. He’d never expect his father to divorce his mom. Ed continued, trying to choose his words carefully. “But seeing what the Carolina guys have going on, being together like that, well, that’s the closest I’ve ever come to thinking about having something like that with you.” “Dad,” Kyle sighed. “I know there are a million reasons that could never happen, but I also know there are a million ways it would make me happy.” Ed gave a sad smile. He worried he was teasing Kyle even bringing it up. “It’s just so strong between us, you know. I sometimes wonder what will happen when you’re graduated and off living on your own. Maybe with a boyfriend, husband, or whatever.” “We’ll deal with that when it comes, Dad,” Kyle said gamely. “Yeah, I guess we will,” Ed said and smiled as Kyle leaned forward for a kiss. Ed reciprocated, pushing his tongue between his son’s lips. This is something this week gave them. They found opportunities to fool around at home but never had the time or privacy to relax and just kiss like this. Their kiss was soft at first. Then deeper. Pretty soon, father and son clung to one another as they made out, humping their crotches against one another. Ed had told himself he’d avoid doing anything like this out on the deck, but things felt especially private in the quiet morning hour. And he got a thrill out of being able to show affection with his son – real, sexual affection – like this, openly. He had a naughty grin on his face as they broke their kiss, and Ed reached down and cupped his son’s erection through his flimsy shorts. Thankfully, Kyle had his wits about him. “Wanna come back to bed, Dad?” he asked in a low, excited voice. Ed nodded. And like the two Jensens were heading back to their room, their dicks hard in their shorts and their hearts pounding with excitement. Back in the dim coolness of their room, they stripped and their naked bodies met on the bed, just as their mouths reconnected again. It wasn’t a light kiss but their tongues were gentle as they battled one another. Kyle leaned back and felt his father’s bulk get on top of him. Everything about this felt right, being beneath his dad’s meaty body and feeling the full body contact. It was like so many times before at this lake, when it was just the two of them. Ed must have been thinking the same thing. As he leaned up he gave Kyle a wink and reached over for the lube. “Being here reminds me of your first time fucking me,” Ed said with a sly grin. He reached back, twisting his meaty body to reach between his thick buns. Kyle realized what was going to happen. “Fuck yeah, Dad.” “My boy wants to be inside his daddy?” Ed teased. Kyle nodded. “You don’t even know, Dad, do you? How much I love this.” Ed replied, “I have a pretty good idea.” He gripped Kyle’s boner to slick it up before lowering his ass back in place. He’d gotten surprisingly used to this, surprisingly good at taking a dick into his manly hole. He positioned himself so that son boner was right at his entrance then bore down with just the right amount of force. His son popped in. “Fuck!” Ed hissed in that familiar pleasure. This was so much easier now than two years ago when they first tried it. “I’ll let you in on a secret too, son,” the father grunted, his hips now working more of his son’s dick inside him. “I love it just as much.” “Yeah?” Kyle gasped, feeling a dozen jolts of pleasure pulse through him, centered in his cock but also at the points of body contact with his father. With a horniness, Kyle gripped his dad’s outer thighs and hips and started to press into his dad. “My boy’s ready to fuck, isn’t he?” Ed growled in a statement as much as a question. “God yes,” Kyle grunted. He wasn’t thrusting hard, not yet, but his dick was taking more of the initiative. Each push up into his father’s guts was met with an increasing openness and relaxation on Ed’s part. This was like his senior year in high school, Kyle remembered, always him on top, with his dad bottoming when they had a private moment and enough time. “I’m fucking you, Dad,” the teen verbalized. Ed nodded, eyes locked on his son. His body bounced gently up and down on that thrusting dick. Ed’s own fist went up and down his slickened dick in synchronization. Even after all the wild sex over the last couple of days – with the Goldman’s and the Carolina guys – this felt right. Amazing. They didn’t talk more as they mated. At least at first. Silently, Kyle held on to his father and fucked up into him. Not going istanbul travesti too fast, since he wanted to savor this moment. Ed for his part seemed to ride the plateau of sexual pleasure without letting it crest. Finally, Kyle’s hips slowed. “Get on your back, Dad.” He knew a change of position would really get him off. The cop dismounted, enjoying the lust in Kyle’s eyes as he flipped on his back on the bare spot of the mattress and lifted his legs. His son wasted no time getting on his knees and scooting into place. The entry was sudden now, and eager. Kyle was horny, and Ed was ready. The father wrapped his legs around his son’s trimmer waist, getting off on just how young and handsome and built Kyle was. Nineteen and horny. Kyle thursted more insistently as he held his upper body above his father’s, their eye contact heavy. “This is so much better than fucking at home, Dad,” Kyle hissed. “We don’t have to be quiet or sneak around.” The idea hit Ed deeply. They were father and son in a house of three other father and son teams. They could let loose. “Fuck me, son,” Ed said. Openly, at full volume. “Nail your dad’s hungry ass.” That egged Kyle on, and the son put more power into each contraction of his hips and glutes. “God yes, love fucking you so much.” Ed thought back to the recent sessions with the other teams and the verbal exploration they’d been having with the Goldmans and the Carolina guys. It was rubbing off on him and Kyle, for sure. “Committing incest,” Ed growled. “You like that son?” Kyle nodded, his hips now more of a blur. “Incest fuck with my father,” he growled in response. “My dick’s inside the man who made me.” “Feels so good, son. My own boy’s cock. Nailing me.” “Yeah Dad?” Kyle’s orgasm was getting closer by the second. Ed nodded and started stroking wildly. “God yes. Fuck me off with that son dick. Fuck your daddy off.” Kyle pounded hard, and both men knew it would be a simultaneous cum. Even split second in their unison. Kyle cried a loud cry, as Ed bellowed, “Oh FUCK! Cumming son!” Kyle’s O-face quickly morphed into a grin as he watched the seed pour out of his dad’s rigid dick, his own cock still discharging his semen into his dad’s guts. *** The other men were gathered around the kitchen as Kyle and Ed walked in, clothed but faces flush from the sex. They were all grinning knowingly. “Someone had a good time,” Rob smirked. Ed felt a little embarrassed now, but Kyle placed his hand on his father’s shoulder. “We might have gotten a little carried away,” the teen laughed. Dave looked at Kyle and could see the postcoital happiness on the cute stud’s face. It was remarkable how much more confident and sexual Kyle had become since the first meetup. “It’s cool… only I think you may have given Jake some ideas,” he teased, looking over with a flirty gaze to his son. Jake leaned back and spread his legs. He was already chubbed from hearing the Jensens go at it. But his dad’s talk now was getting him worked up. “I’m pretty sure I had those ideas before, Dad.” Dave let that idea sink in… his son’s desire to turn the tables. But before he could say anything more about it, Ed chimed in as he took a seat between Jake and Clint. “Just being around you guys… it’s giving me and Kyle the freedom to open up.” He knew he still had a complicated relationship with his son, probably more complicated after this week than before. But the sexual glow he felt made it seem easier. “I’m glad you guys were open to things yesterday,” Kyle said. “That was fun.” “Sure was,” Steve said. “Kind of mindblowing, if you ask me. He patted his eldest son’s leg. “Rob here’s had a good deal of experience with men, but Clint needed that experience, I think.” Clint grinned and shrugged his shoulders.”Yeah, it was hot.” “If you guys weren’t incest couples I don’t think I’d enjoy it,” Rob said flatly. “It’s like I’m not cheating on Dad or Clint cause you’re family, too, you know? I know that sounds fucking dumb.” “It’s not dumb,” Jake said. “I got a girlfriend and we’re exclusive, yet Dad’s my only exception. The Jensen’s too, and now you guys.” Jake paused as he realized his slip up. “Oops, I fucked up there, didn’t I?” Ed nudged Jake’s calf with his leg. “It’s all right, Jake, I don’t mind these guys knowing our name.” “What the hell,” Steve said. “Our last name’s Morgan. We can swap each others’ vitals later if you want. I trust you guys.” “Dave Goldman,” Dave said with a happy relief. “Though I’m hoping we swap more than vitals later.” Steve laughed. “That’s a good bet. Only how bout I stick with my boys tonight? You guys do what you want.” Dave reached over and ran his hand through Jake’s brown hair. “Sounds good for us, too. Perfect way to spend my birthday. And it seems like the Jensens have already been having some family time.” “Happy birthday, man,” Steve said. “How old?” Clint smiled. “The big 5-0,” Dave grinned. “And there’s nothing more I want to do than spend some alone time with my Jake.” *** The men all paired off – canoeing, swimming, kayaking – each in their own pairs or groups. After the intensity of the orgy the day before, it was a welcome change of pace. The Morgan men came back in the middle of the afternoon. The cabin was quiet. Whether they were the only ones there or if the others were napping in their rooms, Rob couldn’t tell. But as he stepped inside, he saw his Dad give him a lust-heavy look as Clint stepped up to his older brother. Clint’s lips were soft and his tongue gentle as he slipped it between Rob’s lips. “Love you brother,” he said softly. Rob’s heart pounded as his hands slipped effortlessly around Clint’s solid waist. He knew what this was about. Clint’s way of saying that family still came first. “Love you too baby bro,” Rob practically whispered. “So much.” Steve stepped closer, but still kept a little distance. “You boys need some one-on-one time?” Rob almost said yes, but he could read the desire in his dad’s eyes. If he and Clint said the word, they’d go off to their room and suck and fuck, just them, and Dad would be A-OK with that. But Steve clearly wanted sex, too. “I don’t, Dad,” Clint said. “I need to be with both of my men.” Rob grunted a low grunt as Clint slipped out of his embrace and stepped up to their father. The kiss was just as soft, just as sensual and the sight made Rob’s prick ache in hardness. Then it was Rob’s turn to kiss Steve, only he had the benefit of feeling his little bro’s closeness, the heat of his younger body, the strong hands feeling up both brother and father while they made out. “Fuck,” Rob hissed, feeling real turned on. Steve nodded. He was feeling the same thing. “How you guys feeling about yesterday?” he asked. “I loved it, Dad,” Clint said. “You know that.” “It’s just moving so fast with these guys, and I want to make sure you both are OK with everything.” “Serious, Dad?” Rob replied. “It’s a chance of a lifetime. I’m pretty sure the Kid here thinks the same.” “Rob’s right,” Clint assured his father. “We may never get a chance like this again.” Steve looked into his youngest son’s eyes and was blown away by the trust, enthusiasm, and just level-headedness of this handsome man. “Guess not,” he murmured before Clint’s lips came in for another kiss. Romantic, probing. Then Clint turned to kiss Rob before Rob took his turn with Steve. “You doing OK, Dad?” Rob asked as they broke for air. “Doing good, bud… just horny as fuck. Being here is bringing it out in me.” “Doesn’t take much, Dad.” Clint’s hand reached up and ran along his dad’s furry, broad chest. His father had been younger when he first fucked his sons, and now, ten years on, Clint dug how his old man’s body had changed. Same ex-jock meatiness, but now a mature bulk with some softness combined with the hardness of a man used to manual labor. Clint decided he loved his dad’s older body. His dick surged and he spread his legs to let his father’s erection nudge beneath his balls. “We gonna play more with those guys while we’re here?” “Depends on what you boys want,” Steve answered, though he tried to decide if he was telling the truth. He gave Clint a soft kiss then gestured down the hall. “But first let’s see what kind of fun we can get into.” The Morgan men stripped back in their bedroom. It was a queen sized bed, and the men were well-built, so it would be tight but they relished the close contact as they snuggled in together. Steve and Clint went first, making out as Rob watched and ran his hand along his brother’s and father’s naked bodies. Finally Steve leaned up into a pushup position above his youngest son and turned to the other, “Robbie…. Can you hand me the lube?” Rob flashed a horny grin and went to get the lube. Steve was already down between Clint’s raised ex-football thighs and was rimming away. “Fuck, Dad, you’re the best at this,” Clint said, feeling the thickness of his father’s tongue press inward past his pucker’s edge. Looking up at kadıköy travesti his brother’s smiling face, he added, “No offense, Robbie.” Rob replied, “None taken, Kiddo. I agree.” He leaned down and met Clint for a deep kiss, feeling the younger man’s sexual tension rise between the kiss and the rim job. Pretty soon, Steve was kissing along Rob’s neck, then pulling the son into a kiss of his own. “Fuck him, Dad,” Rob finally grunted as they broke their kiss. “Fuck our special guy.” Steve looked down at Clint. His special young man, all right. He didn’t love one son more than the other, but Rob was independently minded and had marched to the beat of a different drummer sometimes. Clint, well, the boy was just like Steve in so many ways. Open, sincere, heart on his sleeve kind of man. Horny as fuck. “I need it, Dad. Need both you guys in me tonight,” the former football jock hissed. He watched as his big brother squirted some lube on his fingers then handed the tube to his father, who greased up his cock as Rob applied the gel to Clint’s now practiced hole. It wasn’t always like this: the youngest son taking bottom bunk. But it happened more times than not. A lot more. Clint had looked up to Robbie since he’d first taken Clint’s cherry – before even – and, well, Dad was a goddamn stud, even at 55. Especially at 55. The entry was still slow going. Steve’s cock was fat and some nights it took extra work to work it past Clint’s natural defenses. “So tight, Sport,” Steve growled. “Gonna make your daddy feel good, aren’t ya, bud?” “I wanna,” Clint replied eagerly. He could feel the bloated prick head now clear the breach and press inward. “Oh fuck!” he cried. His dad was so much bigger than the others at the cabin, with Rob a close second. “Too much?” Steve asked. Clint shook his head. “God no. Feels incredible…. Yeah just like that, Dad. Push more in me.” Rob looked on, excited and stroking his dick before it got too much. “Damn, Bro… this is always so hot to watch… you getting fucked.” “Damn, Robbie,” Clint moaned, alternating his gaze from his dad to his brother and back. “You guys liked watching Dave or Ed fuck me?” Those words hit Steve hard. Harder than he expected. He shoved all the way in and didn’t even give Clint a second to get used to it like normal. He pushed in again. And again. He was outright fucking his boy, now, and turned on by the idea. Rob noticed right away. “You like this, too, Dad. I know it. Enjoyed fucking Kyle and Jake.” His hands traced down lower to his father’s strong, meaty buns, flexing and coated in thick hair. Rob’s fingers dug in. “Wanna feel their dicks in you, too?” “That’s be hot, Dad,” Clint said, kissing his father once again. Their hands were on one another, openly exploring each other’s bodies, while Rob’s fingers reached down between his dad’s meaty buns and dug in, rooting for that tender pucker. Steve thrust wildly and grunted. A few fevered strokes and he was coming. He gave Clint one final kiss, feeling his youngest’s horniness. He wished he could have gotten his son to the finish line, too, but he also knew Rob was skilled at doing just that. Indeed as he pulled out and scooted aside, Robbie took his place. “My turn, Kiddo,” he growled and fed Clint’s hunky ass several inches of brother cock. As Rob began to pump away, Steve got some lube on his finger and wrapped his beefy palm around Clint’s hardon. He worked his strokes in time with Robbie’s thrusts. “You’re so beautiful, boys,” he said softly as he worked Clint up into his well-earned cum, just seconds before Rob dropped his sperm inside his younger brother. *** Dave and Jake returned a couple hours later. They saw Ed and Jake softly making out on the sofa. Jake nudged Dave with a knowing grin, but the father leaned down and whispered in Jake’s ear. “Let’s not disturb them,” he said. Jake nodded and followed his dad back to their room. The Morgans had their door shut but Jake couldn’t hear much from inside. Besides, he was more focused on the anticipation of sex with his dad. Dave Goldman quietly took off his clothes and lay face down on the full-sized bed. “Feel like eating me out son?” he asked. This was one of his and Jake’s favorite things to do, and as Dave watched his son nod, he got a thrill that they would do it again. Jake took his time stripping and joining his father on the bed, but soon Dave felt Jake’s soft tongue lap at his hole. It had actually been a while since they’d done this, but Dave’s night with Kyle reminded him how much he missed being rimmed. Particularly as his son’s tongue started wiggling in deeper, pressing forward into Dave’s insides. Dave had taught Jake this, taught his son the pleasure of a tongue on his hole, and the pleasure of eating another man out. It was a lewd and sexual act and turned both the Goldman men on. Dave lay flat on his belly, his hardon pressed against the sheets, as his body experienced the sensations of the rim job: pleasure, a slight tickling, the gentle defenses of his clutching hole, the opening up of his anus against Jake’s eager and talented tongue. It wasn’t often he and his boy had a chance to go as deep as they did this week. Now, up at a rural cabin with two other families of men enjoying their own freedom to fuck around. Finally, Dave figured he was as ready as he was gonna be. “Jake… son…. there’s some lube there if you wanna….” The man was so nervous he could barely make the request out loud. Jake wasn’t sure he heard his dad right, or understood. “You mean?” he asked with a guarded anticipation as he leaned up, rubbing and examining his father’s hairy ass cheeks. “Just go slow, like I did the first time with you,” was all Dave said. “God, Dad. You know I will.” Jake excitedly scrambled up to a leaning position over his father’s hamstrings and slathered extra lube on his dick. Putting more on his fingers and slowly pressing one into Dave’s tight pucker. “Gonna finger you for a while, Dad, open you up,” Jake announced and did precisely that. Dave even saw ten full minutes pass on the clock as his boy expertly fingered him. One, two, back to one. Then two and three, then deeper with one. And repeating the cycle again. “Jake…” Dave said in a quiet, deep voice. “Yeah Dad?” Jake replied with a lusty voice. He watched excitedly as his fingers sawed in and out between his dad’s round ass cheeks. He was expecting his father to start in on some deep sex talk. “You ever fuck Katie up the ass?” It was a lewd question and surprised Jake. Didn’t freak him out, but added another finger and replied cautiously, “Yeah, she let me once. I don’t think it’s her thing, though.” He pulled out and scooted up toward his father’s crack. “You better not make the moves on her, Dad,” he said, half in a joke, half in admonishment. Dave let out a soft chuckle and hiked his ass back to meet his son’s dick. He was ready as he ever would be. “It’s not like that, Jake. It’s just… I get turned on by the idea of you fucking a woman.” This was like that first day here at the cabin coming back to Jake. The Jensen’s bringing out something the Goldman men had been flirting with but never having the guts to explore. “I’m good at it, Dad,” Jake said with a soft growl as his slicked up cockhead pressed harder against his dad’s private ring. “Real fucking good. The words turned Dave on, like kerosene tossed onto a campfire. His ass opened up enough to feel an inch of dick press in. Jake’s dick, his own son’s erection boring into him. “Fuck!” he grunted. Surprise, discomfort, and lust all rolled into one. The entry stung at first, but not as bad as he expected, and soon Dave came to savor the strange full feeling inside his guts. Jake eased the insistence of the penetration but still pressed forward, not giving his father a chance to clench up on him. As his hips pushed, Jake’s hands ran along his father’s toned and strong back. A great looking man at 50, and an image of what Jake would look like in his middle age. “Feel good, Dad?” he finally asked as he felt the tightness in his father’s ass gradually ease up in pulsing waves. His dick was pushing deeper now, almost bottoming out. “I don’t know,” Dave laughed. “But I want this, Jake. Need it, son.” His own boy’s cock, taking his virginity. His body actually shivered at the thought once Jake bottomed out, fully conquering the dad hole. Dave sighed and spoke softly. “Feels amazing. You in me. Wish I’d done this before.” “We’re doing it now,” was all Jake said, then started thrusting. Not full thrust at first but slowly working up depth and speed, building his father’s excitement along the way. Dave wondered how his son was so good at this. So good at fucking. He felt Jake’s muscular heaving body on top of his back as his own erection pressed into the cotton sheet. Jake was giving it his all now, heavy steady fucking while he kissed and felt up his father. “God, Dad, this is so hot. So amazing to fuck you.” It was amazing bakırköy travesti to Dave, too. Far more than he expected. He thought it would be something to endure for Jake’s sake. Let his boy get his rocks off. But as Jake fucked him, his mind vividly pictured Jake mounting his girlfriend. Or his future wife. Making Dave some grandkids. That did it. Dave’s prick spurted right onto the sheets. It was his first anal orgasm, and it struck him deeply. Now he knew what it was about. Jake felt the constriction of his father’s ass on his thrusting cock. It thrilled him and gave him the signal to make it to the finish line. His fucking became more determined, possessive even as he pounded toward his nut. “Oh Shit!” he cried in a volume that certainly would be heard by the other men, even down the hall. Jake’s 200 pound body was heavy on top of Dave now, as his son slumped in post-fuck torpor. But Dave relished the sensation. His first time bottoming and he’d gone out in a big way. **** “What are you thinking, Dad?” Rob asked as he sat out on the deck with his father. It was their last full day at the lake, and upstairs the other men were still having sex, going for round two on the air mattresses. Steve had said he was taking a break and came down. Rob followed him, slipping on some shorts and following his dad’s lead in grabbing a beer and heading outside. Steve gave Rob a loving look. “It’s hard to explain if you’re not a father. But I guess there comes a time when you gotta step back and let your sons have the chance to be their own men.” Rob knew what he was referring to. “You jealous that Clint’s having such a good time?” Steve chuckled softly. “Maybe a little, yeah. But I know he doesn’t love us less. He just needs a little room to run, you know?” He looked thoughtfully at Rob and asked, “What about you, son? You jealous? He’s your boyfriend, too.” Rob shook his head. “I love him to death, Dad. I’m happy to see him happy. Honest.” Steve nodded. “Sometimes I think he should have gone off and had some more experience in life. Like you did.” “Dad,” Rob countered, “You know the Kid wouldn’t have done a goddamn thing different. I don’t think I ever told you this… but you know how I first figured out you were fucking him?” Steve shook his head. “Just figured you had an intuition.” “Well, yeah,” Rob said. “But it was after one of his big games in high school. You know, one of those where he had an incredible game all around.” “There were a number of those,” Steve reflected with fondness. Rob smiled. “Well, yeah. But, well, any other kid would have been talking all about himself and the game, but there he was on a Friday night Skypeing with me and all he could do was talk about you.” “Aw Robbie,” Steve was feeling emotional. “The kid thinks the world of you,” Rob said. Steve pursed his lips. “Does he think we’re killing his fun by being down here?” Steve wanted to give his youngest a chance to enjoy sex with the other dad-son teams, but now worried he came across as judgmental. Rob shrugged. “Dunno. But I think I’m killing MY fun by being down here.” His eyes twinkled. “Whaddya say we go back up?” Steve set down his beer, half-finished. Already his prick was firming up in his shorts. “You know what you asked me yesterday?” Rob couldn’t remember and as he stood up, too, his face reflected that. “You asked if I wanted to feel Kyle and Jake’s dicks in my ass.” Rob smiled. “Fuck, Dad, you gonna let them?” Steve got a lusty smile on his weathered face. “If they’re not too fucked out to do the honors. I figured I might as well enjoy the week, you know?” Rob patted his Dad’s back. He’d never felt more in love with his father and it felt automatic to lean in to kiss Steve, not a gentle peck, but a soft but deep tongue-kiss. “All right,” Steve growled. “Lets get our asses back up there.” **** Check out day came too soon. It had been a wild, intense week. And once the three families had gotten a lot of sex out of their system, it had been just some relaxing bonding time outdoors, and drinking at night. Now reality hit. No time for a big breakfast, just some coffee and toast to tide them over. The boys tackled the basic tidying up, while the fathers broke down the air mattresses and packed up the cars. Check out was at 10 and they were all ready to go by 9:30. They all gave a round of hugs, each man kissing the other. “Damn, man, this was the best week,” Steve growled as he gave Ed a big bear hug and kissed him square on the lips. Ed kissed back with some tongue. “Glad you all could make it, buddy,” Dave said as he stepped up for his own goodbye kiss. They all stood facing each other. “One more for the road?” Steve asked hopefully. “What do you have in mind?” Ed asked. “I’m thinking like the first day. Sons service dads, then dads blow sons.” Ed nodded and turned to Dave. “Let’s do this,” Goldman said. It was like their own private ritual, a circle of incest. The three fathers stood as their boys got down to give them head. Rob even went behind Steve to rim him while Clint gave the blow job. They didn’t last long, and with a matter of fact gesture, one father after the other knelt down to get his son off. Rob was the last to come, holding tightly onto his father’s head as he finally gave up his load. Having all the men’s eyes on him added to the thrill. “Fuck we gotta do this again,” he said as he pulled his cock out from his dad’s lips. “Next year?” Dave asked hopefully. “We’re game any time,” Steve said. “We have a big house down in North Carolina, too, anytime you guys want to come down. We also regularly get a house at a lake near us, too. Great fishing there.” “I can’t speak for Dad,” Kyle said, “but I’d love that. Seriously, it’s awesome seeing what you guys have going on.” Steve looked at Rob proudly and then Clint, whose hair he ruffled. “These guys keep me pretty happy, I will admit.” Finally it was time to leave and they filed out to their respective cars. “Be in touch, buddy?” Dave asked as he gave Ed one last hug and kiss. “You know it,” the burly cop said, feeling a closer bond than ever with the fellow dad. “Let’s not make it a year and a half before the next one.” “Nope,” Dave agreed. “Later guys,” Ed said to the Morgans before getting into his truck, where Kyle was already buckling his seat belt. “Ready buddy?” Truthfully, Kyle never wanted to leave, but that morning his father had told him they’d do a date night some time. “You know,” Ed blushed as he threw out the idea, “see where it goes.” So the college kid felt they were leaving one paradise and maybe heading toward another. Or at least seeing where it went. “Yeah, Dad,” he said. And one by one, the men started their cars and drove off. **** The ride back was quiet for the Goldmans, at least for a couple of hours. But just past Syracuse, Jake spoke up. “You having any second thoughts?” “About the meetup?” Dave asked. “You kidding?” He was still on cloud nine from a week of taboo and getting his rocks off. Jake shook his head. “I mean about me fucking you.” Dave got a more understanding look then shot his son a grin. “What do you think?” Jake paused. Unbelievably he was getting chubbed again, already. “Physically I know you liked it. Loved it even. But come on, Dad, you know there’s more to it than that.” Dave took those words in. He had been thinking about what it meant to lose his anal virginity. He’d been so committed to the role of being the one on top. It had been his decision to change that this week, or at least try something new out, and he was dealing with the aftermath of it. “Honest, son? The fact it was you made me love it. Not just physically either.” It was a tough admission for Dave to make somehow, but as he saw Jake’s grin he admired how much his son was like him. Jake shuffled in the car seat, adjusting the crotch of his shorts. “I thought I’d be weirded out talking about Katie,” he said. “But you know what?” “What?” Dave had said. Of all the new stuff this week, he’d even forgotten about that. That was just the sex talk and horny imagination getting away from him. Jake turned to his father, admiring just how handsome and masculine he was. A role model. “I figure you and your fuck buddies can talk about your wives, right?” Dave gave a little nod, thinking of his two regulars he saw most. “Yeah. I mean, we don’t always, but sometimes…” “Well, I like being fuck buddies with you Dad. Like I know I got my relationship and, I dunno, it feels things are getting serious with Katie. But I know we have this thing between us, and that’s cool, too. I’m a lot like you, Dad.” Dave grinned. “You are, son. Only fifty times more handsome,” he joked. He watched the road go by. Then he added softly, “I’m glad you think that, though, Jake.” Jake paused. His dick was rock hard reflecting back on the week. “Think we could come up with an excuse to extend the vacation a day?” Dave felt a horniness in his throat. Knowing Jake, his son would be after another chance to fuck him. He weighed whether he was ready for that, but his desire won out. “It’s Saturday, so I don’t see why not… wanna find us a place to stay… maybe an hour north of the city?” Jake grinned and pulled out his phone. THE END