Gay Male Dads and Sons

Editor's note: this work contains scenes of incest or incest content.


Bob and I were on my bed, side to side, legs raised. I had most of Bob's hard cock in my mouth, one hand cupping his balls, the other with a finger massaging his prostate. His tongue was caressing my cock while he sucked me. We knew each other's bodies, we cum at the same time and it was close. I had to pause as my climax arrived and I groaned, jetting into my best friend's mouth. He licked and gulped my cum. I doubled down on his. I felt it swelling in my mouth soon to gift me his musky salty seed. He grunted and, as Bob's cum shot into my mouth, I looked over his hairy sack to see my 18-year-old son standing in the doorway. I was far too into cumming and taking to care, but I knew I, well, we, had a problem.

Bob let my cock slip out of his mouth. "Good one Jim."

I rolled over and lay next to him. "Yeah, it was, but we have a problem."

Bob grabbed a towel and wiped some of the sweat from my body and then his. "What?"

"Henry saw us."

Bob stopped wiping. "Shit. Well, that's not good. How?"

I got up and looked for my underwear. We kinda throw our clothes off when we do this and know we don't have a lot of time. "I guess the match ended early, he got bored. I don't know, but I know he saw it all. I was taking your cum when I saw him." I gave up looking and just slipped on my gym shorts.

Bob slipped on his shorts. He doesn't wear underwear. He's a bit taller than me, lean, built like a swimmer. I'm more of a football player, wide shoulders, big, not fat. His cock's bigger too, probably seven inches, just enough to fit it all in my mouth. "What are you going to do?"

"Well, probably gonna have a talk with him."

"Think he'll tell Sam?"

"No idea. But as soon as I know, I'll tell you."

Bob left and I noticed Henry's closed door. This was bad. Bob and I are lifelong friends and single dads. We have a great relationship with our kids and one secret. Now all that was at risk. In just my shorts I knocked.

"Yeah, dad. Come in."

He had showered and lay on his bed with just the sheet settling over him. I sat on the side of the bed.

"Well, we need to talk. Actually, I need to listen. I'm sure you have questions and the easiest way to do this is for me to answer. Some rules. I'll tell you anything you ask about me, but I can't talk about anybody else without their permission, okay?"

Henry nodded his head. "Yeah, that's fair. I wouldn't want anybody spilling on me."

I moved onto the bed a little more, putting one leg up. I was aware that my son might be able to see my soft, and very satisfied cock, but by this point that hardly mattered. "Okay, son, the floor is yours."

"Why? Are you gay?" He asked.

I laughed. "Well done. Pack a lot into a few words. No, we're not gay. I'd call us sexual opportunists. Because it's fun. Bob and I like doing that. I can't really explain it better than that."

"Does Sam know?"

"I can't say. That's outside the rules."

"Sorry, dad."

"Henry, I'm not mad, I just won't answer for others. Next question."

"Is that why mom left with Mrs. Johnson?"

"Same answer son. You'll have to ask her if you ever see her. No, never mind, I'll tell you. No, your mom never knew. She and Ellen just fell in love with each other and out of love with Bob and me."

Henry paused. I think he was trying to frame questions that fit my rule. He looked up at me. "When did you and Mr. Johnson start...?"

"Say it, Henry. You just watched me have sex with your best-friend's dad."

"When did you and Mr. Johnson start sucking each other's cocks?"

I thought I saw a twitch under the sheet. "Much better. Spoken like an adult. We were around your age. It was summer. I was sleeping over at this house, did it all the time. We were just in briefs and got into an argument. I don't remember the topic. Well, arguing got to wrestling. We were rolling around on his floor and since I'm a bit bigger, I ended up on top of him, pinning his arms over his head. My hips on top of his, holding him down. It was then that I noticed we both were hard. I freaked out. Didn't know what to do, thought he'd be mad. But his cock was hard too. Just two bits of cotton separating us. It felt good. I moved a little, rubbing my cock on his, testing. I looked at him, him at me. He pressed up. That was it. We were off. We rubbed our boners on each other through our briefs and in no time, we came, shooting our loads in our underwear."

I stopped and took a breath. I'd never told that story. The memories were strong, and I moved my leg to hide my semi-erect penis from my son's gaze. I could see that the bulge in the sheet over my son's cock was a little bigger. I continued. "I got off him and we laughed looking at our cum soaked underwear. Bob looked at my briefs, 'you ever done that?' I said no, never. Never even thought about it, but I liked it. 'Me too.' He said. As we sat, being young our cocks were getting hard again. I pointed to Bob's bulge. Yeah, I can see. I said.

Bob shoved me over on my back. We were going to do this again. As he moved over me he shoved his briefs off. I reached down and shoved mine off. There was no question now. We lay on his floor and rubbed our hard young cocks on each other till we came. Shooting all over each other. We laughed, got up and took a shower together, washing each other for the first time and masturbating each other."

My cock stuck out the leg of my shorts and there was a wet spot in the sheet over my son's obvious erection. I kept going. "So, that's how it started. The next time we had privacy, we stripped each other and for the first time, we sucked cock. We came in each other's mouth and loved it. Been doing it ever since. As you know, we were college roommates, so the fun never ended."

I got up, not making any attempt conceal my cock sticking straight out. "I think that's enough for now. Oh, I'd appreciate it if we kept this between us for now, please."

Henry's rigid cock flinched under the wet sheet. "Sure, dad. I understand. What are you going to do now?"

I stood in his doorway and smiled. "That's not the way an adult would frame that question."

Henry blushed, paused. "Are you going to masturbate, dad?"

I gently gripped my cloth-covered erection. "Yes. I'm going back to my room and masturbate. Are you going to masturbate?"

Henry blushed and nodded. I left and closed the door.

I called Bob after I blew a huge load on my belly. "Jim, glad you called. How'd it go? Do we have a problem? He tell Sam, or anybody? He take pictures?"

"Calm down, bro. It's all good, we had a talk and no to all of that."

"What did he say? What did you say? I'm dyin here."

"He asked why, and I told him because it's fun. He asked if Sam knew, and I said I won't talk for others. I explained to Henry he could ask anything about me but me only since I didn't have permission to tell anybody else's secrets."

I could hear Bob's sigh of relief. "Wow, well done, bro. So, is he mad? Grossed out, what?"

"Well, curious would be the best word. He got hard while I was telling about our first time, so grossed out is not likely."

Bob laughed. "Hard, really?"

"Well, I don't know how long he watched us, but he just stood and watched."

"What's that mean?" Bob asked.

"I don't know. I'm leaving it alone for now. I'd never thought about doing this stuff with anybody else and knowing my son is curious....I gotta think about it. I told him not to talk to Sam about it."

"Oh, wow. Thanks. I was so keyed up, I forgot to ask. Yeah, well, keep me posted and I'm glad the shit didn't explode."

"Me too, bro, later."

I changed into work clothes and mowed the lawn. I saw Henry leave and head for Sam's house. I wasn't worried.

My dad kinda flies into the house and he's all over me. "Why are you home so early? What happened?" It's not like him at all. He was over at Mr. Conner's house, they hang out all the time, usually he's in a great mood when he comes back, but today he's freaking out. I told him the match was boring and we left. He took deep breath apologized and went upstairs.

About an hour later, Henry came by, and we went up to my room.

"Anything going on at your house?" I asked.

Henry fidgeted around in his chair. "No nothing. Why you ask?"

He was looking at the door and out the window. Not like him at all. "My dad came back from your house, and he was nuts. All tense and demanding to know why we were home early and shit."

Henry fiddled with the buttons on the game controller. "Dunno. I think they had an argument or something. My dad's weird too."

We sat and stared at each other. I felt like something's going on, but its' not my business. I held up the controller. "You ready to die, over and over?"

Henry shoved my shoulder. "Not fucking likely."

I started the game, and we were off. He's right, I can win but I have to work my ass off and get lucky. Henry's my best friend in the world.

After I'd been massacred for the fourth time, Henry's phone went off. His dad, dinner time. We came downstairs and I saw my dad. He was different now. His regular fun self. They must have settled their argument.

Dad and I had dinner and watched two movies full of guys getting beat up and shot and a little bit of sex. It was fun. Me and dad, bonding.

Dad's bathroom was being renovated so we took turns in the hall bath. I went first and as I was finishing, dad came in. He was naked. Not a big deal, we've seen each other plenty of times up at the cabin and since it was just us, I. didn't mind. I'm a younger version of him, long and lean. But he seemed to be looking at me a little differently. I took my time drying myself as he waited, then left, leaving the door open.

I went to my room and slipped on my running shorts. I gave into my curiosity and did something I've never done. I went back to the bathroom. The door was still open, and I could hear my dad. He was masturbating in the shower. I felt weird. I stood there listening to another guy jerking off. Bad enough. But it was my dad. This is wrong but why is my cock getting hard? I've never thought about guys before. Well, I do look after practice in the showers, but so do a lot of guys. There's a lot of different cocks in the world. Dad and I seem to have similar ones, as far as I can tell. I shook my head. Where's my brain? I went back to my room and got on the game console to distract me.

Henry came back from Sam's house as I had dinner on the table. I gave him a beer and we sat down.

"Thanks, dad."

I touched bottles with him. "Adult conversation, adult drinks."

My son smiled. "Agreed. Hey dad, you call Mr. Johnson after we talked?"

It was nice that he felt comfortable enough to ask. "Yes, he was very worried about what happened. I told him we had talked and that you would keep it all to yourself."

Henry took a swig and put the bottle down. He sawed at his steak as he asked. "Did you tell him about everything we talked about? You know, the end part?"

"No, son. Not everything. My rule applies to us too. I needed to let him know that our activities would remain a secret."

Henry chewed and swallowed, picked up his beer an put it to his lips. "From Sam too?"

I drew a small square in the air with my fingers and then pointed to one side. Henry laughed, "I got it, dad. Outside the borders. Cool. Sorry, but I am curious."

"I'm sorry to have put you in this position. Bob and I should have been more discreet."

Henry laughed. "Well, I owe you one, dad. I'll see if I can arrange to have you catch me having sex someday."

I laughed back. "That's okay, son."

Henry stopped eating and looked up at me. "But you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

My body tensed. "I'm your father, that's not right. What happened was an accident and I'm ashamed."

Henry picked up his plate and headed for the kitchen. As he passed through the door he said quietly. "We're all adults, dad."

I didn't know if this was some sort of evolution in my son's thinking or what. I was confused and a little scared.

Henry went up to his room and I watched some old black and white detective film. I shut off the TV and headed up the stairs.

Henry's door was wide open, his computer screen covered him in veiled blue. He was naked and stroking his erect penis. I felt very uncomfortable but laughed to ease the tension. "Well, hello there. You want me to close the door?"

Henry kept stroking his cock, which looked a lot like mine. "Nope. Like you said, dad, we're adults. Besides I kind owe you from today."

I stood in his doorway watching my son masturbate. "You owe me nothing, son. That was a mistake on my part. We both masturbate, but you don't have to do this."

Henry stopped stroking. "Dad, can we talk?"

I moved in and sat on his bed, filled with mixed feelings over his naked, hard body and cock. "Yes, we can talk about anything."

Henry sat up. His penis softened a little. "I was pretty freaked out today. I mean, you're my manly dad and Mr. Conners is too and there you two were getting each other off."

I sat and waited. Henry took a breath and continued. "I watched you guys for a lot longer than I should have. I went back to my room and just sat. I didn't know what to think or do. You came in and you were great. You made me feel like an adult, sharing and all. But I still had a lot of questions. While you mowed, I looked shit up. Shit I'd never thought about, ever.

'So, on Reddit, I found a subreddit. Yeah, lots of people do what you do. Women too. I mean swapping and everything."

Henry moved his hand and held his cock, which grew while he stroked it.

"I also found out that there's families having sex and all."

Now my cock was getting hard in my loose shorts. I needed to stop this, but I didn't. I'd never thought about this at all and now, here I was. Henry's penis was fully erect now, dripping pre-cum as his hand moved slowly up and down.

"After today, I started thinking about you. But not as just my dad. Seeing you with Sam's dad's cock in your mouth turned me on. I want you to watch me jack off."

I should have left, walked out. This was incest, it was wrong. Instead, I massaged my erection through my shorts as Henry masturbated. We were eye-to-eye. "I want to see it, dad."

I was done. I gave in. I stood up and stripped my shorts off.

"This is very wrong." I said.

"Our secret, dad."

I stood with my legs against his bed, my cock sticking out over his belly. I masturbated my cock as I watched my son stroke his. We'd smiIe at each other. I didn't give any thought to how my perspective could have changed so radically in just a few hours. I was down the rabbit hole of gay incest. "I like this, son. This is fun."

"Thanks dad, never thought I'd do this and like it so much."

I was feeling my climax. "Gonna cum soon, son."

Henry stroked steadily, his pace increasing. "On me, dad." He panted.

I jacked faster, wanting the cum.

"More to your right, dad."

"I'm cumming, son."

Faster than I could blink, Henry sat up and had his mouth around my cock, his hand coming up to hold it. I had no time to react as my semen jetted into my son's mouth. Gotta say I came harder watching this.

As my last jet dribbled over his lips, Henry lay back. I gave it no thought, dropped to my knees, and took my son's rigid cock into my mouth. The second cock I ever sucked. I felt so dirty, but so excited. He didn't last long.

"Cumming, dad. Oh fuck!"

Henry's cock got hard and then the first spurt of family cum bathed my tongue. Even though I'd just cum, I felt the need, the joy of taking my son's seed. Henry held my head. "Oh, dad. So good, so good."

He was done, as was I. I released his penis and stood, panting. Henry smiled. "We're all adults, dad."

"You okay with this? This is so wrong."

Henry got up and hugged me. It felt weird to be hugged naked. "I love you dad. We're not gay, we're opportunists."

Something was going on between my dad, Henry's dad and Henry. Something had changed and it changed yesterday. I was curious. No, I was nosy. Nobody was telling me anything. I did something that would make me go nuts if it was done to me, I snooped on dad's phone while he was making breakfast.

I nearly dropped it. Texts between my dad and Mr. Conners. Sucking, getting sucked, his house, our house and pictures. My dad hard and dripping, Mr. Conners cock all hard. I put my hand on my cock. I was hard. I put the phone back, stunned. My dad and Mr. Conners have sex. They suck each other off, a lot. I walked into the kitchen when dad told me breakfast was ready. As I sat down my eyes went wide open, dad noticed.

"Something wrong, Sam?"

"No dad, just had a thought."

Henry found out yesterday. Henry knows!

Dad was in a great mood. "You wanna go up to the cabin this weekend?"

"Yeah, sure, dad. I love the cabin."

The place has, hot tub, hiking trails, a stream with a big pool. Wi-Fi, of course. What's not to like.

"I invited Henry and his dad too."

"Fantastic, dad."

Great, now I'd get some time to talk to Henry about all the shit that was going on. We've all gone up before. Henry and I share the second bedroom.

I wondered if I'd catch my dad and Mr. Conners sucking. I wondered how much Henry knew. My cock swelled a little.

Bob called. "Hey, we're going to the cabin for the weekend."

I laughed. "We, as in all four of us?"

"Yeah, I kinda decided, spur of the moment."

"Are you sure, Bob? I mean it's cool here but since Henry knows, us sharing the room is going to be obvious. It could be an issue."

There was a pause. Bob took a breath. "Never was before, but... Okay, so what's gone on since yesterday at your house Jim?"

"Henry and I sucked each other off."

"No shit! Spill, James. Tell Robert all."

I told him.

"Nice. That was fast."

"Not planned at all. My son's idea."

"You have any idea he was interested? That's a big leap, you being his dad and all."

"I can't explain it. I mean, I know it's wrong, but it was his idea. I didn't even suggest anything, so I just went with it. I'll admit I've looked at him, hell, Bob, he looks like me when you and I started sucking each other's cocks. I fell easy. We talked; we're cool. Hope the dad/son thing doesn't bother you."

Bob laughed. "Only makes me hard wanting to watch."

"Can't offer that. Has to be Henry's idea. What about Sam?"

"I watched Sam check my phone. He saw our texts. He stood there for five minutes looking. I could see him get hard. He's interested, that's for sure."

"I hope you're right. Otherwise, this trip is not going to be much fun."

I was in the back seat of dad's big SUV with Henry. We were talking about all the stuff we've done up at camp before and what we'd be doing this time. Our conversation paused and Henry sat and looked out the window.

The Cabin has two small bedrooms. It's Henry and I in one and Dad and Mr. Conners in the other. It's casual. We see each other naked, but just going back and forth to the shower. No big deal. I'd never thought about it but now I'm thinking about the two dad's touching each other and sucking while trying to be quiet. I found that exciting. I wanted to see it. I hadn't had a chance to talk to Henry about the stuff on my dad's phone. I'm sure he knows, well, I think he knows.

Once at the cabin we unloaded everything and put it away. We left on Thursday, after dad and Mr. Conners got home from work so it was a late start. It was past eleven by the time we were done.

Henry and I were in our room, door shut, getting ready to take a shower. Dad was in there now, Mr. Conners would be next. Henry had his hands at his waist, unbuttoning his shorts, his hands fidgeting, looking at me. I took a deep breath.

"Henry. You're my best friend. I trust you totally."

He stopped; his shorts open at the waist. I could see his briefs. I flipped off my tee shirt and unsnapped my shorts, letting them fall to my feet and stepping out of them. Henry gasped. "Whoa. What the fuck?"

It was a Victoria's secret thong panty, yellow, one of my favorites. I've been wearing panties for about six months, after I found one of my mom's in the back of a drawer. Henry stared.

"Are you mad? Grossed out?" I asked.

Henry shook his head. "No. No. Not at all. It's just surprising. I never knew you liked this stuff. How long...?"

"I dunno, maybe six months. I found one of my mom's and as a gag, tried it on. I liked the way it felt. Can't explain it more than that, I just do."

Henry moved towards me, his shorts fell down, he stopped and stepped out of them. I could see his cock getting bigger in his briefs. Mine was already hard, sticking out the side. He reached out, paused, looked at me. I nodded. His fingers traced the lace along the top. He laughed lightly. "This is fucked up. I haven't been with a girl yet. These feel so nice, so soft, so...sexy." He pulled his hand back when his finger brushed the head of my rigid penis sticking out the leg opening.

"Sorry."

I moved closer. We were nearly touching. "It's okay. I don't mind, I liked it if you're cool with it."

I let my fingers brush the shape of Henry's erection in his briefs. We were eye-to-eye. He sighed. "You sure?"

Now my fingers gently grasped Henry's erection. "Yes, very. Henry, your dad and my dad have sex. I found pictures on his phone."

We both stopped, heard it, a groan, muffled, but still a groan from the other bedroom, our dad's bedroom. Henry laughed nervously and his fingers touched the head of my cock. "I caught them the other day. They were sucking each other's cock. I was freaked out but turned on. I went to my room. Dad came in later, in just shorts. He sat on my bed. I could see his cock. I'd never thought about guy stuff, and I was shocked seeing my dad and yours having sex. Now, having him talking to me while showing me his cock was turning me on."

I put my hands on Henry's waist as he talked, sliding my fingers into the waistband. I slid Henry's briefs down until they dropped to his ankles. He just kept talking, his hand cupping my cock and balls, still in the thong. It felt so good. Nobody has ever touched me sexually. Henry's penis was rigid, not as big as mine, cut like mine though. I grasped it, Henry caught a breath, kept talking.

"I wanted to show myself to my dad. I pushed the sheet down. His eyes went wide. I told him I wanted to jack off. He just stared. Then I told him to do it with me. He protested but then he stripped and stood next to my bed and masturbated. He moaned, said he was cumming and I gave in to an urge and put my mouth on his cock as he came."

My jaw dropped. My hand, stroking Henry's cock, stopped.

"I'm sorry. I guess that was too much."

Henry tried to move back. I tightened my grip, stopping him. "No, not too much at all. It's part of my secret. I want to have sex with my dad."

Henry smiled and went back to massaging my cock. "Dad was shocked, but I loved it. Never thought about it, but now, wanted to do it again. I was close to cumming and said so. Dad dropped to his knees and sucked the cum out of me. It was awesome."

We stood touching each other. I went to strip the thong, but Henry shook his head. I smiled. We moved closer till our cocks touched, we were hugging, his mouth at my ear. "This feels really good. I love your panties."

I touched Henry's ear with my tongue. His cock flinched. "Henry, I want to suck your cock."

He gasped, then whispered. "Like our dads are doing right now?"

"Yeesss." I rasped, "I've got one more secret for my best friend."

I slipped out of Henry's grasp, turned around, got on my knees and lay on the bed. I reached behind me and pulled the thong strap aside.

"What's that?" Henry said, looking at the big jewel covering my hole.

Leaving the strap on my ass cheek I slowly pulled the fat plug out of my ass, the lube letting it release.

"Holy shit." Henry said, "What? Why? Wow that's hot."

"It's a butt plug. I'm training my ass to take a cock."

I pushed the plug back in, feeling it spread my hole and fill me. I turned over, sitting on the bed. Henry moved in front of me, his hard cock waving in my face. I looked up at him. "Henry, may I suck your cock?"

He nodded his head. I opened my mouth and captured the head of my best friend's penis. It was great. I slid more into my mouth. He was warm. Soft but hard. I took his balls in my hand, feeling them. Henry's a bit hairy, more than me. He was panting.

"Sam, can't hold back. Gonna cum."

I paused, looked up into his eyes, talking around his cock. "Cum in my mouth."

Henry groaned and a few seconds later his cock twitched, and I felt tangy sperm flooding my tongue. I loved it. I made my best friend orgasm. His hands gently held my head as he pushed his erection further into my mouth, cumming and cumming. He stopped moving, shooting. I let his penis slip out. Henry was panting.

"That was better than with my dad. Can I suck you?"

I lay back and slipped my fingers under the waistband of the thong.

"No, Sam. Leave the panty on. It's fucking hot."

Henry, on his knees between my legs, looking at me as he slid his mouth over my cock, his hand fondling me through the fabric. I wasn't going to last long. Henry's other hand touched the plug, pulling gently through the thin strap, then pushing back. I was panting. "Henry, that's wonderful. You're gonna make me cum."

He stopped, letting my cock go, and looked at me. "Cum in my mouth, Sam. I want it." He licked my cock head. "I want to fuck your ass too."

Then my best friend took all of my cock into his mouth. I came, rocketing cum over and over as Henry gulped, never releasing an inch of my erection as I orgasmed in my best friend's mouth.

Henry got up and helped me up. He hugged me, it felt so good. Our foreheads touched, lips nearly touching.

"Sam, I liked that. I liked it a lot. You don't have to ..."

I rubbed my half-hard cock against his. "Let you fuck me? Put this cock where that plug is? I want it. But what are we going to do about them?"

Henry moved out of my grasp and lay on the bed. Naturally I lay next to him. He smiled and turned out the light. "I have a plan."

Bob and I had a fun but frustrating night. After showering we stayed naked and got on the bed. Bob looked towards the door. "You think they're doing anything?"

I fondled Bob's fat cock, feeling it grow. "Can't say. I'll bet Henry's interested, and Sam got turned on looking at our pics, but will they share information?"

Bob licked the head of my cock. "Well, let's keep the noise down and have some fun. We'll figure that stuff out tomorrow."

We both love to moan. It was tough stifling that, but we managed. Bob came first, filling my mouth with his cum. I love the feel of his cock in my mouth, surging swelling, then squirting. The best way to make your friend happy.

I woke up first, the sun breaking in the east. Bob had gone back to his bed but left the covers off, his fat cock laying on his leg. I wanted to go put him in my mouth, feel him grow, get harder and cum, but the boys might be up, later. I stood by Bob's head and nudged him with my hand. His eyes opened, he rolled over and smoothly slid his mouth over my soft cock.

"The kids, Bob."

He ignored me and sucked my cock till I got hard, letting me slip from his mouth.

"Couldn't resist, but you're right."

We put on loose athletic shorts, I ignored that my cock was still hard, and went to see where the boys were.

They were in the living room, on the couch. Well, Sam was on the couch.

Pink. A pink thong panty on Bob's son, the back strap looped over one of his firm round ass cheeks. He was on his knees, his body on the couch. On the floor next to him, a butt plug, stainless steel and not small. Sam was panting and moaning.

Henry, naked, behind his best friend, his hands clutching Sam's hips as my son slid his hard shiny penis in and out of his best friend's ass. They both had a light sheen of perspiration on them. The room smelled of sex. Henry saw us first; he didn't stop fucking his friend's ass.

"Sam and I talked last night. He shared with me, and I told him about what you and I did, dad. We sucked each other for the first time. I'm the first cock in Sam's ass. You guys can stay or go, watch, do each other, whatever, but Sam and I are gonna stay naked and do whatever, unless you object."

Bob's cock, hard, pushing the fabric out, mine too. I looked at him, he shrugged and slid his shorts off, I took mine off. I pointed to the couch. Bob gave me a quizzical look.

"What? You don't want to sit next to your son while he's getting his ass fucked and you're getting your cock sucked?"

Bob laughed and moved towards the couch. "This is fucked up."

Bob dropped onto the couch next to his panting son. 'Mornin dad. This feels sooo good."

Bob put his hand on his son's shoulder as I dropped to my knees between his legs. Sam looked at me. "You gonna suck my dad?"

I licked Bob's rigid cock. "You bet. You wanna be next?"

Sam looked at his father. "Maybe," and winked.

"Henry, let me roll over," Sam said.

Henry kept his cock in Sam's ass as he carefully rolled over and gripped his legs behind his knees. Henry resumed fucking and Sam looked at his dad.

"Touch me, dad, please?"

Bob looked at me, my mouth full of his cock. I winked, best I could do in the middle of a blowjob. Bob's hand moved slowly, touching Sam's arm, then over his firm, flat belly, pausing at the edge of his son's pubic bush. Henry moaned. "So fuckin hot."

I paused, letting Bob's cock out of my mouth but still touching my lips. "Go ahead. You know Henry and I have."

Bob's hand slid lower, over his son's pubic matt and gently grasped his erection. Sam moaned. "Oh, dad. That's nice."

Bob's cock twitched as his son talked. I licked the head, Bob groaned. "Jim, you're gonna make me cum, this is too much."

I paused, looked over at my son's erection gliding in and out of Sam's hole. "You wanna try, dad?" I put my hand on my son's ass. "We tried, a long time ago, but maybe it's time to try again."

Sam reached over and held his father's cock. "I want you all to fuck my ass, please?"

"Oh fuck, Sam, cumming!" My son cried as he rammed deep and held himself against the other teen's sweaty body. My hand still on my son's ass, I felt him clench as he poured his seed into Sam's hole.

I stood up and stared at Sam's leaking hole. My son moved behind me. I felt his hand, slick with fresh lube, stroking me, preparing me, his mouth at my ear. "Fuck him, dad. Fuck the hot teenage boy. Cum in his ass. He wants it."

Sam held his legs back, smiling right at me. His father stroked his rigid young cock, his mouth moving closer, closer to crossing the line.

I stepped up, put the head of my cock against Sam's ring. "In, Mr. Conners. Stick your hard cock up my asshole."

That did it. I pressed and Sam's anus swallowed my cock with ease. I leaned over him, our mouths nearly touching as I slid all of my cock inside the teenage boy. It felt amazing. Bob took his son's cock into his mouth. Henry laughed. "We're all cock sucking incest men now."

"Oh, Mr. Conners, you're hitting my prostate, don't stop. Keep sucking me, dad. I'm gonna cum."

That did it for me. "I'm cumming, Sam. Cumming in your ass."

Sam smiled at me, grimaced and his abs clenched as he orgasmed into his father's wanting mouth. I plunged deep, feeling the surge and, holding myself against Sam, releasing inside him. So warm, so tight. I sighed as my seed filled him. Bob released his son's wilting cock and licked the excess cum off his lips as I pulled out of Sam's ass. We just looked at each other and laughed.

Bob hadn't cum yet. He lay back on the couch and I moved between his legs. Sam touched my arm. "May I? I want my dad to cum in my mouth."

I stood behind Henry, hugging him as Sam knelt between his father's legs and sucked his cock. Bob had his hands gently guiding his son's wet, warm mouth. Bob looked at me. "Gonna be interesting from now on." I kissed my son's ear gently. "Yeah, sure is." Henry shifted a little capturing my slick and now hard cock between his young firm cheeks. "You wanna fuck my ass, dad?"

I slid my hands down to hold my son's hard cock, still slick. "Only if you want me to."

"Cumming, son!" Bob yelled and pushed Sam's head down as his ass flexed and Sam's cheeks moved, swallowing his father's semen.

We all stood in the main room of the cabin, sweaty, cummy and slimy from lube. "To the pond, men!" Bob announced and we all ran out and jumped in the water.

Of course, we all helped each other get cleaned and, in the process get hard again.

"I've got an idea." Henry said.

Soon three of us sat on a big rock in the middle of the pond. Henry stood in front of Sam. "I'm going to suck each of you for two minutes, then I'll go sit next to dad and Sam will do the same, and so on."

"Till we all cum?" I asked.

Henry had Sam's cock in his mouth and paused. I don't know, didn't get that far. He slid his mouth back over his best friend's erection as Sam said. "I want you all to cum on me."

Henry kept sucking, Bob and I waited. Sam continued. "We'll all suck like this but I want to lay down and have you all masturbate and cum on me."

We cycled through until everybody had sampled every cock. Only thing left was assholes. I got out of the water, being the last cocksucker and we stood over Sam. Everybody stroked like mad, even Sam. Bob was first. He pinched the bottom of his cock and stroked a few times before shooting cum all over his son's face. Henry was next, with Sam, they both came, shooting cum on Sam's belly. I was last leaving three bolts of semen on Sam's face. He licked as much off as he could.

We all rinsed off in the pond and headed back to the cabin. Of course, nobody put clothes on. Us dads made breakfast, we sat on the deck eating.

Bob put his fork down. "So, I suppose we should talk a little about this. First, what happens here, stays here."

Sam laughed. "Really? So, no fooling around at home?"

Bob laughed. "Yeah, no. You know what I mean. We can't tell anybody about this."

Henry finished his coffee, put the mug down. "Mr. Conners, any other rules?"

Bob looked at me, Henry, and Sam waiting for somebody to speak. "Well, nobody seems to mind so I'll just say the only rules are don't get caught and no means no. Somebody may not be in the mood or whatever, you know? Other than that, I think this is called 'free use'. Any of us may have sex with any of us or more, or whatever.

That morning we went to the supermarket about twenty minutes away. Our original and usual plan of catching our dinner gave way to the new plan of fucking and sucking, so we'd need food.

Back at the cabin, we stripped off first then unloaded the car. It was exciting to see Henry's and Sam's soft cocks flopping around as we worked.

As we put the groceries away in the small kitchen we rubbed on each other's bodies. We all got erections. As the last cabinet door was closed, I stood behind Sam. I reached around and gently grasped his hard young erection.

"That's nice, Mr. Conners."

It was. He was young and his cock felt so very good in my hand. Bob and Henry just watched. Sam turned and before I could react our lips touched, and we were kissing. In all our time, I'd never kissed Bob. This was like kissing a teen girl. My cock got harder as the teen boys tongue explored and touched mine. I wanted to stop, so I could suck his young cock, but I didn't, kissing was so good. I glanced and saw my best friend making out with my son. I groaned and for the first time in my life orgasmed with out being touched. My cock rubbing on Sam's belly as I released. Sam moaned into my mouth and broke our kiss. "Did I do that?" I took his hand and headed for a bed. "Yes you did and now You need to fuck me."

I got the lube and Sam took it from my hand. His small hand massaged lube into my hole and on his rigid teenage penis. I got on my back and pulled my legs up. "Go slow. You're not huge but it's been a long time."

Bob stood behind Henry, slowly stroking his cock as they watched. Sam, the head of his cock pressed against my ring. "You ready Mr.C?"

I took a deep breath. "Do it Sam. Fuck my ass."

"I've never done this. Here goes."

I closed my eyes and pushed back as I felt the pressure of Sam's cock. Like that, the head of his cock popped in. I felt so full. Bob and I tried this a long time ago. "How ya doin, Mr. C?"

"Good. Give me more. Go all the way."

Sam pressed and I felt my ass filled with cock. Then, his young hard cock head touched my prostate.

"Oh fuck, Sam, that's the spot. Fuck me and hit that spot."

Sam stroked slowly then picked up the pace, tapping my prostate on every stroke. My cock was rigid. Henry bent down. "Looks like my dad needs help. My son slid his mouth over my cock. I was in heaven. Sam was sweating and panting. "Oh, man this is good."

I moaned, "Son, I'm gonna cum. Fill me up, Sam."

Sam picked up his pace, grinning at me as he plowed my hole. Henry was watching us, timing my orgasm. As Sam started panting, he nodded at Henry who took all my cock and picked up the pace.

"Cumming Mr. C."

"Oh, son. Dad's cumming too."

As I felt Sam's warm cum jetting into my ass, I came in my son's mouth, him gulping and swallowing. Sam pulled out, Henry stood up. Bob applauded. "Nice little orgy."

I got off the bed and cradled Bob's fat hard cock. "You're next."

"Sure, why not?"

Henry helped Bob get lubed up and we repeated the same routine. My son fucked the ass of my best friend as his son sucked his cock. We were a family now.

So, that's how we played for the rest of the weekend and when we got home, both houses became nudist, free use homes.

Now, Henry tells me that one of his other friend's dads is looking at the bulge in his shorts. Hmmmmmmm