Justin and I were stunned. We had been using my phone to message his dad, Mr. Moretti, over grindr. We messaged him that we were looking for a threesome and he just wrote back "come to the living room."
"What do we do?" I asked. This was really up to Justin considering he had the higher stakes in the situation. He looked conflicted.
"Maybe we just block him and pretend like it didn't happen. I don't want things to get weird."
I started getting anxious. For some reason my dick wanted this so bad. The thought of Justin and his dad both bent over the couch or kitchen table. I wanted to take turns fucking them both. Even just having a three way jerk session would be great. Who knows, if I was really lucky maybe I could watch them do some stuff together.
"Think of it this way Justin," I said, trying to play things cool, "we're leaving for college in like 2 weeks, if things get weird, you can stay with me, then work it out later down the line."
"Yeah maybe."
"Plus, if we didn't go to the living room, wouldn't you be wondering for the rest of your life what if we had?"
"I guess I probably would."
I looked at him as if to say "so, what do ya say?" and he nodded. We both then pulled up our pants and buttoned back up. I followed his lead as we left his room above the garage and wend downstairs. through the entryway and into the living room. The living room was bright, lit from overhead, with beige walls and a few thrift store paintings on the walls. There was a brown leather couch in front of the big screen TV and a coffee table. Next to it, there was a matching brown leather arm chair. In the arm chair sat Mr. Moretti. He was wearing a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and it was untucked from his pants, he clearly hadn't changed after work. His first 2 buttons were undone and you could get a glimpse of his chest hairs peeking out. He had dark brown hair with some grey along the sides, it was a bit messy as if he had been running his hands through it. He had glasses, rimless in a kind of 90s office way. I didn't realize how handsome he was till now, looking through this new lens as potential sexual partner. He looked a bit tense and nervous as we waked in, it seemed everyone was unsure of what to do.
"I had a funny feeling it was you two," Mr. Moretti said.
Justin and I didn't say anything, we didn't really know what to say, we were nervous.
"It's okay, you're not in trouble or anything. I mean you're both 18 you're allowed to be on those kind of websites if you want."
We still remained silent, the whole situation was awkward.
"I'm just curious, when did you know it was me?"
Justin looked at me, I could tell he didn't know what to say, he didn't want his dad to know that we reached out on purpose. I had to think on my feet.
"Well it was my account, I thought the bathroom looked familiar but I wasn't sure. Justin didn't realize till you told us to come here." I stammered.
"Why don't you boys sit down, I think we oughta talk." Mr. Moretti said. I couldn't read his tone, was he still turned on or not? As Justin and I sat down my eyes darted to a glass of whiskey on the side table, he had clearly been drinking. Maybe he was loosened up enough to consider it.
"When did you two start being sexually active?" He asked.
"About 6 or so months ago," I said. There was a beat of silence, I started feeling a bit bolder, he wouldn't have asked that if he wasn't at least curious about us. So I asked "How long have you been hooking up with men?"
Justin looked at me like WTF, but I didn't break my eye contact with Mr. Moretti. He grinned and almost laughed, he wasn't expecting to be the one questioned.
"On and off since college, started with my roommate in my dorm. One night when he thought I was asleep I noticed his blanked moving up and down and it turned me on. So I started doing the same. And it just went from there."
"It was pretty much the same with us," Justin said, speaking up for the first time. I could see the bulge in Mr. Moretti's pants start to grow. He was into it. This was my chance.
"Sorry I sent you my dick pics out of the blue, I should've asked first."
"So those were yours. I wasn't sure if it was yours or Jus." he said. Justin started to get flushed, his cheeks were bright red. "I'm sorry I sent you mine back."
"It's okay," I said "to be honest, before we knew it was you, we were really turned on by those pics, Justin even started to touch himself."
"Is that true Jus?" Mr. Moretti asked.
"Yes," Justins voice cracked as he answered.
"Well," I said, wanting to keep the momentum going, "Ya know, you saw mine and we both saw yours, I feel like maybe if Justin showed you his nudes, it would kinda just even everyone out and we could just move on from this whole thing."
They both sat silently. "Fuck did I just fuck up?" I thought to myself. Maybe I went too far too fast.
"What do you think about that Jus?" Mr. Moretti said.
"Um, I think that would be okay." Justin said. He got out his phone and opened the photos. He scrolled for a second. He landed on a photo and kind of handed the phone to me. "Um, here."
I took the phone and looked, it was a picture of his dick from below, he was laying down in bed, holding the phone a bit below his balls. His cock was a bit smaller than his dads, but had a similar look to it and a bit more of a curve. In the picture it was leaking precum. I turned the phone around and handed it to Mr. Moretti. He kind of gulped as he looked at it. "Good locking dick on a good looking guy. I've gotta say I'm jealous you boys get to explore so freely with each other while you're in your primes like this. It doesn't last long, and no one as handsome as either of you ever wants to hook up with a 47 year old like me." He said, looking at the picture the whole time.
"That can't be true," I said "We were basically drooling over your picture in your profile, you look really good."
"I took that picture two years ago, I've gained a bit since then."
"No way, you still look fit to me." I said.
"If you saw me shirtless you wouldn't say so."
"I bet I would."
"You definitely wouldn't,"
"Try me." I said. This was it. The moment that we were deciding if we were gonna go there or not. Mr. Moretti looked at Justin for permission, as if to say "Can I take off my shirt so your friend can look at my body?" Justin kind of gulped and looked away, which was I guess a good enough yes for his dad who stood up and started unbuttoning his disheveled white shirt. he slipped it off his shoulders revealing his hairy chest and fuzzy belly. I had seen him shirtless before at a pool party but never noticed the happy trail leading to his belt buckle. he was a bit muscular and a bit soft. Not fat by any standard but dense and manly, unlike Justin who was still underweight.
"Yeah just as I thought, you look good." I said, "really good. Unlike me, too skinny, lanky."
"Can we just skip the part where I have to convince you to take your shirt off?"
I took an inhale, it was happening. I quickly stood up and pulled my tshirt off over my head. i was much less hairy than he was, but I was a bit taller. My skin was pale and soft, and there was a bit of fuzz below my belly button. "You'll fill out soon enough" he said, taking a step towards me and lightly grabbing my shoulder. "You just have to lift a bit and then if you start playing sports or something it will be good for this area here." he said as he traced my obliques with this first two fingers. He started low near my pants, tracing the side of my stomach and as he made his way up his gruff calloused hand was laying flat on me, rubbing across my chest and down the other side. "Is this okay Justin?" he asked his son. Justin nodded. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to" he said "and you can say stop at any time."
Part 3 coming soon!
