(One and a half years after Chapter 2.)
It's Friday evening a little after 6:00 and I'm in one of those ubiquitous fast food restaurants that line the highways close to cities big and small. My GPS says I'm two miles from Blair's apartment and will be there an hour early. So, I kill time, sitting at a colorful plastic table, sipping a soda, and slowly munching on a medium sized bag of fries, as little kids run rampant up and down the aisles without parental supervision.
Where am I? I'm in the small city where Blair, now a sophomore, attends college. Tomorrow's Blair's 21st birthday. I didn't intend to celebrate with him. After all, it’s a 200-mile drive from home. Plus, last year, when I expressed interest in driving up for his 20th birthday, Blair said "we could wait and celebrate the next time he came home for the weekend." Also, Blair now has a boyfriend, Jerry, and even though I've never met him, I figured they'd want to spend the weekend alone.
I'm here because Blair texted a week ago (who phones anymore) and invited me to "a birthday weekend." He said Jerry’s father and three brothers were coming and it would be a "blast" to get the families together. When I texted back, asking if "there was anything I could bring," Blair typed, “Just bring yourself. We’re having a gang bang!” My text back consisted of one word, namely, “What?” More texts back and forth followed. Blair and Jerry were planning a "family gang bang" with Blair as the "bangee!" Obviously, I was intrigued and cited exigent circumstances to weasel out of participating in my HOA's "Tree Beautification Committee" meeting scheduled for the weekend!
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As I sat eating my fries, I reviewed for the 100th time the texts with Blair, seeking to understand more about the “gang bang." Blair's texts said that Jerry's family was "cool," Jerry's dad was eager to meet me, the dad and brothers engaged in activities "similar to you and me," and the weekend was a birthday present from Jerry. I couldn't imagine that Jerry's father had sex with his four sons. Besides, what're the odds that Blair would meet another boy who had sex with his father, let alone meet siblings that did that? Blair liked to question convention, but the concept of a weekend gang bang sounded too “out there,” even for him.
At the appointed hour of 7:00 p.m., I knocked on the door to Blair's apartment. Blair lived in a dumpy 4-unit building; two units on the bottom floor and two units on the top. To be generous, the building had seen better days (perhaps in the 1930s and 40s) and was at least a mile walk from campus, but all of that made the rent cheap. Blair's unit consisted of a small living area, an even smaller bedroom, and a bathroom in maybe 500 square feet.
Blair and Jerry answered the door. Blair was naked!
"Jesus!" I said. “You're welcoming guests and you don't have any clothes on."
"Hi, dad. Glad to see you you too!"
"Don't be sarcastic," I replied, as I hugged my son. "And, you, you must be Jerry."
"I must be. Pleased to meet you, Mr. L," We shook hands.
"Let's not be so formal. My friends call me 'Your Eminence’ or 'Robert,' whichever works for you," I tried to make a joke.
"Now, look who's sarcastic,” my son said smirking.
"Come in Your Eminence,” Jerry said as he bowed.
"At least, some people treat me with respect," I said to Blair.
"Do you want a tour?" Blair asked.
"Sure. Let's see the palace that you call home."
Thirty seconds later the tour was over! I sat in the only chair, while Blair and Jerry occupied a small sofa, which was the only other furniture in the living room, except for the latest model 55-inch TV. We talked about their classes, the university, Jerry's major, and Jerry’s apartment on the other side of campus. (Blair and Jerry planned to move in together at semester break.) I asked Jerry to talk about himself, so I could get to know him better. He's the second of four boys, gay like Blair, out since he was 15, grew up in another state, and Blair is his first "true love." (That statement triggered an interlude of kissing between the boys.)
After about half an hour of conversation, Jerry’s family arrived. Jerry introduced me as “His Eminence, Robert” (much to the family's confusion) to his father, LeRoy; Kirk, his 23-year-old brother; Andy, his 19-year-old younger brother; and Ollie, the youngest brother at 18. All of them, like Jerry, were handsome young men. Jerry also introduced Blair to the family, as that was the first time they'd met, although they'd texted many times..
LeRoy was a big man, easily 6'5" or a little more and 250 pounds. LeRoy and I sat on the couch (although there wasn't much room for me), while everyone else sprawled out on the floor. "We were wondering if you'd be naked," LeRoy said to my son. "Jerry told us you like to be naked all the time."
"I promised you I'd be," said Blair.
"It's a phase he's going through," I interjected.
"The 'phase' [Blair made air quotes with his fingers] has lasted two years. It irritates dad," replied Blair, smiling at me.
My naked son served sodas or water to everyone. Jerry's family stared at Blair's butt, as he walked into the kitchen. (Actually, I did too because Blair's ass looks like it was chiseled in marble.) After some conversation, we ordered pizza. While waiting, Doyle elbowed me in the side almost breaking a rib in the process and said, "Let’s go outside.”
We did and sat on the top step of five that led down from the apartment to a small four-car parking lot. Doyle said, “Your son’s beautiful.”
"Thanks. Your boys are too. Jerry and Blair make a handsome couple.”
“Your son likes to be naked," said LeRoy. I sighed in response.
“Ya know, Jerry and Blair have shared everything with each other. And, I mean everything.”
My heart skipped a beat, as I contemplated jail, unemployment, and infamy.
“Don’t worry,” LeRoy continued. “Your secret’s safe. Our secret’s the same as yours. I think that’s one of the reasons why our kids were drawn to each other.”
I looked LeRoy in the eye, nodded, and said, “So, you and your sons . . .?” I didn't finish my sentence.
LeRoy returned the nod.
“Your secret’s safe too,” I said. We were silent for a moment before I continued, "I know my son's gay. What about your kids?"
"It doesn't really matter. They do what I tell them or else! I'm old fashioned that way. But, Jerry is obviously. The others? Kirk and Andrew are straight. Ollie's never said anything, but I think he'll turn out to be gay. One thing is certain, gay or straight, they like their dad's big dick in their holes!"
"Kirk and Andrew are straight? But, they both ...." My voice trailed off.
"Like I said, they do what I say. And, they know not to cross me. I'm not like these wishy-washy parents now days, I believe in discipline!"
I didn't respond. I didn't want to ask more questions and find out things I didn't want to know. Finally, I just said, “Let’s see if the pizza’s here.”
Inside, the kids were already eating. LeRoy was angry because his kids had started eating "before him." I grabbed a slice of pizza and sat on the floor on the other side of the room, with my back against the wall. Blair sat next to me with his pizza slice. He rubbed my knee. I massaged the back of his head. We exchanged many smiles. I whispered, "Happy Birthday."
It was good to see him after two months away at school. Blair retrieved a second pizza slice for each of us. As he ate his slice with one hand, Blair used the other to rub the front of my shorts. I didn't stop him.
“No offense to other dads in the room, but my dad is the greatest dad in the world,” Blair announced. “He was always there for me and my brother. Always sacrificing, always going ‘the extra mile.’ Without him, I’d never be in college.“
By now, LeRoy's temper had abated. He raised his soda to me and said, “Here, here.” Taking the cue from their dad, his sons followed suit with another toast. My cock was hard.
As I chewed, Blair took the pizza slice from my hand and pulled my t-shirt off, saying to the group, “And, look at that chest!” Everyone murmured their approval, like I was some sort of muscle god. It's nice to pretend once in a while!
“Stand up!” Blair ordered. I did so. To my surprise, Blair undid my belt and pulled my shorts and underwear down. I didn't stop him. My erection popped out! “And, look at that magnificent cock. All the times I've sucked it. All the times Dad's fucked me with it. All the loads I've taken. On the occasion of my 21st birthday, I want to thank dad for everything."
With that, Blair wrapped a hand around my shaft and stroked me a few times. Then, Blair sat up on his haunches and took my cock in his mouth. My cock hadn’t been in Blair's mouth in months and the feeling was electric. The warmth, the wetness, Blair's tongue. I expelled the longest sigh of contentment in world history — well, that could be an overstatement, but it felt so amazingly good to have my cock back in Blair's mouth. LeRoy gave me a thumbs up from across the room.
Blair’s mouth engulfed my cock, slurping and sucking and sliding up and down on my shaft. I closed my eyes and my head fell back on my shoulders, as lightening bolts of ecstasy stabbed through my body. I didn’t open my eyes until I heard the clink of belts being undone and the rustle of shirts and pants falling to the floor. LeRoy and his kids, all sporting hard ons now, advanced toward us, forming a circle. (LeRoy's erection was at least 9 inches and his kids were well endowed too.) Each jacked on their shafts.
Kirk stood to my left. LeRoy said, “Blair,” and pointed to Kirk. Blair understood, and soon Kirk’s cock disappeared down Blair’s throat. Kirk let out a loud groan. The rest of the family shouted encouragement. “Suck that cock.” “Take it all.” After sucking Kirk for a few minutes, Blair moved to Jerry, and after the appropriate time to LeRoy, Andy, and Ollie in that order before returning to me. This time, I placed my hand behind Blair's head and gently pushed his head forward. Most of my shaft disappeared into his mouth and throat.
"I've missed you so much," I said.
Blair gurgled a response, as I thrust deep into his mouth; my entire shaft disappearing. As soon as I felt the first inkling of cum churning in my balls, I pushed Blair toward Kirk's 8-incher. As he went around the circle a second time, Blair completely swallowed each cock, except for LeRoy's monster. LeRoy pushed his raging erection in as far as possible but, despite his best efforts, Blair couldn’t take all of it. Like me, LeRoy and each of the kids fucked Blair's mouth, causing muffled gurgling and groaning from Blair. Thick gobs of saliva rolled out of Blair's mouth.
Blair went around the circle a third time before Ollie, the youngest, announced he was "gonna cum." Everyone shouted words of encouragement to Ollie. "Shoot your load," "Drain your balls," "Fill that mouth." There was a sharp intake of air and then Ollie orgasmed, shouting, "Oh, oh, oh," over and over. As Ollie orgasmed, the shouts were directed at Blair to "Swallow that load." Blair obliged, opening his mouth to show that the load was gone and in his stomach.
"Who's next?" Blair said.
"Your father," LeRoy replied.
My cock was ready. It'd been a long time since I was this horny. For the fourth time, my cock seamlessly slipped into Blair's mouth. I fucked his mouth and throat vigorously, while holding the back of his head with my right hand. The churning cum traveled up my shaft, pausing at my cock head for a second or two before exploding into Blair's mouth. Like the trooper he is, Blair took the entire load, even cleaning off the head of my cock when I finished. Over the next few minutes, Blair took loads from Jerry, Kirk, and Andy without letting a single drop of cum escape his ravenous mouth.
LeRoy was last. He instructed Ollie to get a pillow from the bedroom, Blair to stack up three throw pillows from the couch and sit on them, and Ollie to hold the bedroom pillow tightly against the wall at head height for Blair to lean back against. Then, LeRoy moved his hard 9-inch cock to Blair's lips and announced, unnecessarily I thought, that he was going to "fuck Blair's mouth." LeRoy slowly thrust 4, 5, 6, 7 inches of meat into Blair's mouth. I was impressed with LeRoy's routine. He didn't try to choke Blair by instantly ramming all 9 inches down his throat or to rapidly thrust in and out, as if he had a bus to catch. Rather, LeRoy established a medium pace, fucking Blair's mouth in a way to bring maximum satisfaction to himself and Blair — 6 or 7 inches of his shaft in, 5 or 6 inches out over and over and over again. Still, the phlegm started to flow and Blair started to breathe harder, as the minutes passed without respite from LeRoy's invading organ. We watched in awe as LeRoy made love to Blair's mouth and throat. Finally, LeRoy's breathing started to come in gasps, and he announced that he "was cuming." There was one last gasp and LeRoy orgasmed, his cum filling Blair's mouth to overflowing, as rivulets of cum started to seep out. Blair swallowed once, twice, before opening his mouth to show LeRoy's cum was gone. Blair wiped up the cum that escaped his mouth with a finger and then sucked his finger clean.
Blair was ecstatic. "What a great start to my birthday weekend! I couldn't have asked for anything better!" I walked over and hugged him in appreciation, and the others slapped his back and shoulders and told Blair what a great cocksucker he was. Blair beamed with pride.
"We're not finished yet, are we?" protested Ollie, looking from his father to me.
LeRoy looked at me, signaling that it was my decision. "What'd you have in mind?' I responded.
"I want to fuck Blair. Now! Tonight! Dad never lets me top." I could tell that LeRoy was annoyed by Ollie's statement.
"Blair'd have no problem with that," I replied.
"You got that right!" Blair said.
In a flash, Ollie was pushing Blair gently to the floor. He crawled between Blair's legs, his already engorged erection leading the way. (Nice to be a kid and get it up again so fast.) LeRoy moved forward to grab Blair's right leg and he motioned for me to grab his left leg. Together, we pulled Blair's legs wide apart, as if he was a wishbone, providing Ollie unfettered access to Blair's hole.
Ollie didn't waste any time, plunging his cock up Blair's chute. Blair yelped in pain, causing Ollie to pull out in surprise and LeRoy to angrily remonstrate with the inexperienced Ollie. After LeRoy finished shouting at him, Ollie sheepishly applied lube to his cock and Blair's hole and slowly reinserted his hard cock much to Blair's approval. Holding his leg, I had a great view of Ollie's cock sliding in and out and the bliss on Blair's face. LeRoy's sons encouraged Ollie to fuck Blair hard and Kirk said "make Blair remember this birthday forever." Blair also joined the conversation telling Ollie "all the way in" and "don't stop, it feels so good." It didn't take long until Ollie said, "Here's my load," as I watched his hard cock pulse with an orgasm and shoot semen into Blair's hole. After his orgasm, Ollie collapsed on Blair, laying on top until his shrinking cock slid out of Blair's ass.
As cum started to slowly roll out of Blair's hole, Andy stepped forward. His 8-inch cock was hard (and bigger than the other boys). He said jokingly, “I won't let the cum escape!"
Andy knelt before Blair's leaking hole and used his cock to slowly push Ollie's cum back inside. LeRoy and I stayed at our stations, performing our fatherly duty of holding Blair's legs wide apart. Andy fucked Blair vigorously, ramming his cock deep up Blair's tunnel with each thrust. Blair didn't talk this time, only gasping or issuing an occasional "Fuck," "Oh, God," or "Jesus," with each thrust. Andy was more experienced than Ollie, and it showed. His fuck session lasted much longer than Ollie's, pleasing Blair.
"Tell me you want my load," Andy whispered.
"I want your load!"
"Where do you want it?"
"Deep inside me."
Andy soon obliged, flooding Blair's hole with his cream. Like Ollie, Andy, too, collapsed on Blair, except they kissed long and deep.
Upon letting go of Blair's leg, LeRoy said, "We should get back to our hotels. It's getting late. Tomorrow will be a busy day."
"Just one more thing," said Kirk. We turned to see Kirk pinning a white sheet of paper to the wall with a thumb tack. We moved as a group to the piece of paper, abandoning Blair and his loaded and leaking hole on the floor. The paper had a heading saying, "Blair's Birthday Loads." Underneath were two columns, one saying "Oral Loads," with four vertical slashes and one diagonal slash through the four, plus another single slash, The other column was headed, "Anal Loads," and it had two vertical slashes.
"Tomorrow, our goal is to get the anal column even with, or ahead of, the oral column," said LeRoy. We nodded our heads in agreement, as if we'd just heard a great general announce his battle plans. Somehow, I was confident we would succeed.
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Before disbanding for the night, we agreed to meet at 10:30 Saturday morning at Blair's apartment. I was tired, overslept, and was 15 minutes late. When I entered Blair's apartment, my gaze was immediately drawn to a packed kitchen where all the boys and LeRoy were clustered. Wanting coffee, I walked over and was surprised to see my son with his back to the group, hands braced against the countertop getting fucked by Kirk. Jerry provided me with a cup of coffee. LeRoy stood next to me.
"Boys will be boys," LeRoy said.
Before I could respond, "I heard Blair yell, "Fuck me!"
"Kids sure do have lots of energy," LeRoy added.
"I wanted a load up my ass while walking around campus," Blair explained over his shoulder to me.
I tried to concentrate on the "action" but, for some reason, LeRoy decided that now was the time to talk about his new car. He bragged about the engine, the gas mileage, and how he had "hornswoggled" the dealership on the price. I tried to listen, but my interests didn't extend to his "great deal on the floormats." I was more concerned about my son getting reamed, because it was apparent from Blair's moans and near screams that Kirk knew how to wield his "sword."
"I'm cuming!" yelled Kirk.
"Give me your load!"
"Ohhhhhhhh, God, Fuck," as Kirk unleashed his sperm inside Blair.
"Well, I think that's a signal to head to campus." said Jerry. Much laughter. "Are you going to wear any clothes?" Jerry continued, looking at Blair. Since Blair was orally cleaning Kirk's cock, he saluted Jerry with an index finger. "Ooooooo's" and "Aaaaaaa's" emanated from Jerry's brothers and Kirk kiddingly added. "Marital discord?"
"Wait!" Ollie shouted. "We have to update the chart." Ollie added another vertical slash under the "Anal Loads column."
"Six oral, three anal." announced LeRoy, as if the rest of us were unable to count that high.
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We toured the campus, seeing the library, science building, gym, some classrooms, and the bell tower. In the student union, we looked around the bookstore and ate lunch. All in all, it was an exhausting, but kind of fun, afternoon learning about the university and bantering with each other. After the campus visit ended, Jerry and Blair returned to the apartment, while LeRoy, his boys, and I returned to our respective hotels for rest or naps. We regrouped at the apartment toward nightfall and concluded that the best thing to do was eat again. After eating, I noted to myself that the walk to the restaurant was filled with high spirits, talking, joking and, for those old enough, thoughts of a drink or two. On the walk back, we were mostly silent, contemplating the next few hours. Even Blair was quiet, probably thinking about how his hole soon would be manhandled.
"Take off your clothes, Blair!" LeRoy ordered, as soon as the front door closed.
"You don't have to tell Blair to do that," said Jerry.
"All my boys’ve fucked you. I reckon it's my turn now."
Blair was naked in five seconds, his rock hard cock standing at attention. LeRoy removed his clothes too, revealing his thick 9-inch monster. "I have a plan that I think you'll all like. Now, everyone git your clothes off and git in the bedroom." We followed LeRoy's orders. Once in the bedroom, LeRoy had Blair lay on the bed. LeRoy positioned his knees by the side of Blair's ass, raised Blair's legs until they rested on LeRoy's shoulders, rubbed in lube, and placed his huge cock at Blair's hole. Blair's eyes were wide but with anticipation or trepidation, but I couldn't tell which.
"Can you take my cock, boy? You're gonna have to!"
LeRoy pushed forward, and Blair let out a gasp of pain despite the copious quantities of lube LeRoy had rubbed into his hole. As his sons gathered naked around the bed, each fondling their hard cocks, Andy whispered to me that, even after being fucked dozens of times by his dad, each fuck was always painful to start. I watched in awe and some sympathy, as LeRoy sank his entire 9-inch shaft into Blair's hole. Blair gasped and cursed ("Goddamn," and "Fuck") and yelled, but LeRoy's cock pinned him to the bed like the tack had the chart pinned to the living room wall. Unlike his gentle face fucking of yesterday, LeRoy violently rammed his spear into Blairs hole, almost withdrawing all of it before slamming it back in. I was concerned and considered interrupting and stopping LeRoy, because Blair was in pain, but I did nothing. In fact, my cock was getting hard just watching. Did I enjoy seeing my son suffer? A thought to contemplate another time.
I don't know how much time passed but, after hard fucking Blair for awhile, LeRoy pulled out completely. He moved around and sat with his back braced against the headboard. "Now, son, face away from me and sit on my cock." Already covered in sweat, Blair did so, gasping repeatedly as LeRoy's cock slid back in.
Once LeRoy's engorged cock disappeared in Blair's hole, LeRoy said, "Lean back so you're resting on my chest." Blair did so, although with a questioning look on his face.
LeRoy looked at me and said, "You're the father, ya git first dibs." For an instant, I gave LeRoy a blank look until he explained, "Shove your cock up Blair's hole. I'm sure you’ll enjoy a double fuck, won't you boy?" Blair looked at me with eyes the size of saucers.
Jerry interjected at this point and said to me, "Don't worry. A couple of months ago Blair said he wanted to try this. Now's the time."
Blair may've said it once upon a time, but now “the rubber was hitting the road,” as the old saying goes. As a dad, I should've said "No," but I was so horny and hard and curious about my son's reaction that I only hesitated a second before climbing on the bed, placing my knees beside Blair's hips, and maneuvering my cock to his hole. Blair and I looked each other in the eyes; we didn't have much of a choice with the way we were positioned. I pushed my cock against Blair's hole. Nothing happened, as it seemed that Blair's hole was fully occupied.
"Keep trying," LeRoy said. "It'll go in!"
I continued to push and Blair continued to give me a wide-eyed stare that said, "I can't do this." Finally, I pierced Blair's sphincter and pushed in maybe an inch. A sharp intake of air emanated from Blair and he screamed, "Jezzz-susss! Fuck!"
"I'll stay still while you push in," LeRoy instructed, paying no attention to Blair.
I guess I answered my own question. To a certain extent, I wanted a part of my son's first experience with double penetration, because I obeyed LeRoy. As I slowly, very slowly pushed my 7 inches up Blair's already occupied ass, I watched Blair's face. His eyes were closed and he gasped out air, trying to drown the pain out with sharp breaths. When I bottomed out (I couldn't believe that Blair could take two cocks), I slowly began thrusting. I'd never before felt anything so tight on my cock. It was was the most incredible sensation! Soon, I felt LeRoy slowly moving his enormous cock in tandem with me. As I thrust in, LeRoy pulled out slightly. As I pulled back, LeRoy thrust in. Although it took some time because he was scared of the pain, Blair's demeanor started to change; his screams of pain turned to grunts, which turned to groans of seeming pleasure as his chute accommodated itself to two cocks.
"You like it now, you cock whore," LeRoy said grinning.
Blair didn't answer, but he soon started crying out "Yeah," and "Fuck me." I wished I could fuck like this for hours, but I couldn't. When I felt my balls churning, I slammed in as far as I could — I was not gentle at all — and blasted my load deep into Blair's guts. As I did so, my yells of pleasure combined with Blair's shouts caused LeRoy's sons to practically howl with lust.
As I withdrew my cum-slicked cock, LeRoy yelled, "Next!"
"That would be me, since I'm oldest," said Kirk. As Kirk pressed his cock on Blair's hole, I balanced myself on my knees on the bed and inserted my cock into Blair's mouth for cleaning. Blair sucked and tongued me until the head of my cock sparkled, notwithstanding the fact that LeRoy’s cock was in his guts and Kirk's was sliding in.
I staggered away from the bed and sat on the floor, leaning against the wall. I heard Kirk say that he could feel my cum. while the others shouted variations of "Fuck him," "This is hot," and "Give him your load." From Blair’s moans, Kirk was once again proving to be an excellent swordsman. After his grunts became louder and more frequent, Kirk dumped his load inside Blair. I was pleased to see that Kirk followed my lead by shoving his glistening cock into Blair's mouth for cleaning. As Kirk was cuming, there was an “Aw, dammit” from LeRoy, followed by an, “I’m cuming.” LeRoy blew his load into Blair. Two loads for Blair at almost the same time!
Andy was next. He wasted no time, climbing aboard the double fucking express train. (LeRoy’s cock stayed in Blair’s hole even after cuming.) I didn't get a chance to watch Andrew or Ollie fuck Blair and deposit their loads, as Kirk sat down and kissed me. I kissed back and our tongues began to joust. When our lips separated, Kirk smiled, lowered his head, and took my half-hard cock into his mouth. I didn't think I could get another boner, but with his expert tonguing and sucking, I did. Within a minute or two, I was face fucking Kirk with my hands on the back of his head not letting Kirk come up for air. It took a while, but I rewarded Kirk's mouth and throat with copious quantities of cum. It was a great BJ, and I was proud of myself for giving Kirk such a huge load.
When Kirk and I finished, I walked over to the bed. LeRoy was now fucking Blair by himself. Streams of cum flowed from Blair's hole, as LeRoy fucked him, and Ollie hilariously tried to poke it back into Blair with his finger. It was a long fuck but, at last, LeRoy contributed his second load to Blair's guts. LeRoy withdrew and, now, only Jerry was left.
Blair lay on his back on the bed as Jerry lifted his legs and pushed in. All of us watched, as two boys who brought us together this weekend made love. When Jerry's semen joined Kirk, Andy, Ollie, LeRoy’s, and mine in Blair's cunt, it was beautiful to see!
After Jerry shot his load, Jerry and Blair spent five minutes kissing and proclaiming their love for each other. Jerry also gave Blair a blow job. While this was going on, Jerry's brothers good naturedly razzed them, saying "Stop, it's embarrassing," "Take it to the bedroom," and "No PDAs."
Kirk produced an updated chart, indicating 6 oral loads, which remained unchanged but, now, there were ten slashes for anal loads. A successful day indeed!
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We re-gathered at Blair's apartment about 10:00 a.m. the next morning, hotel bills paid and suitcases stowed in our cars. Everyone was a bit tired and sleepy, but coffee and donuts helped alleviate the situation.
"My ass is sore," said Blair, as he limped naked around the apartment. “I can hardly touch my hole.”
"A sore hole means you had a good time,” responded LeRoy.
"Is it possible to still have cum in my ass from yesterday?"
"Beats me," LeRoy said. "Here's what I do know. We don't have to hit the road for a couple of hours. How bout we spend the next few hours fucking Blair?" Of course, that met with a chorus of approval from LeRoy’s boys.
“I don’t know,” said Blair. “I didn’t know I’d be so tired. My whole body is sore.”
“Ya wanna take cock, you have’ta be ready when Jerry wants to give it to you. No excuses,” said LeRoy.
"I suppose," said Blair non too enthusiastically.
"Well,” I said. "While you guys debate on what to do, Jerry's gonna take my cock!” Jerry looked at me with surprise.
"Sounds okay to me," LeRoy said, as Jerry immediately dropped to his knees in front of me.
Jerry pulled down my shorts and exposed an already hard cock. He knew what to do, hungrily taking my shaft into his mouth. I let out a long contented groan. As I did so, I saw LeRoy and his boys talking to Blair. Blair soon sat on the floor, while Kirk, Andy, and Ollie stripped out of their clothes and fondled their hardening cocks.
When Jerry had sufficiently bathed my cock in his saliva, I told him to get on his back on the floor. I ladled lube onto my fingers and pushed one finger in Jerry's hole followed by another and another. Jerry's body jerked as I pushed my fingers in, but he gave me a big smile.
"Not used to something up your hole?" I growled.
"Been a long time," Jerry answered. "But, you're cock is welcome."
"Well, get ready." I positioned Jerry's legs on my shoulders and placed my engorged shaft at his hole. I really wanted to fuck my son's boyfriend. After all, Blair had given up his ass to Jerry's family. It was only fair that I do Jerry. I pushed in. As I did, Jerry inhaled sharply. This horned me up even more. Jerry could endure a bit of the pain inflicted on Blair. I kept pushing until I could push in no more. Jerry was inhaling and exhaling sharply, his fists lightly pounding the floor. Jerry's hole was tight. Maybe, I should advise Blair to top Jerry every so often.
I was tired from yesterday (all the walking to, from, and around campus, plus the sex) but seemingly that worked in my favor now. I was hard, my cock was buried in Jerry’s ass, and I was thrusting in and almost easing out in a good rhythm. Because I was tired, I figured I could fuck Jerry long and hard before cuming. And, I did!
As I fucked, I noticed LeRoy was drilling Blair, ramming his 9 inches in at a furious pace. I guess LeRoy and the boys had convinced Blair to take more cock. Blair was practically screaming in pain, which was what drew my attention in the first place. I'm glad Blair wasn't laying on a bed because the power of LeRoy’s thrusts would've knocked him to the floor. Blair's face bore a look of distress, and I briefly felt sorry for him and his sore ass, before hearing Blair mutter, "Fuck me harder, I can take it.”
I couldn't concentrate on Blair, though. I turned back to Jerry and increased the pace of my thrusts — the thwack, thwack, thwack of my groin hitting Jerry’s ass added to the sounds filling the room. Like Blair, Jerry was soon cursing and moaning out gibberish. I “did” Jerry good. I fucked him on his back, before maneuvering him over onto his stomach, and lastly on his side. At this point, Jerry realized I was about to cum.
"I want your DNA in my guts," he panted. That pushed me over the edge. With one last powerful thrust, as hard and deep as possible, I erupted spewing shot after shot of cream inside him. When my cock stopped pulsating, I pulled out. As I did so, a glop of cum migrated out of Jerry’s hole, which I always find kind of sexy.
Moments later, LeRoy gasped, "I'm cuming you fucking slut!"
"Give it to me," Blair responded. LeRoy shot his jism deep inside Blair, accompanied by a loud chorus of curses. When he stopped shooting, LeRoy plopped back on the floor exhausted from his exertions. Blair let his legs fall to the floor, closed his eyes, threw his forearm across his face and let out one last “Fuck, I think my hole's destroyed.”
Whether or not Blair's hole was "destroyed," the sex wasn’t over. Literally, within 20 seconds of LeRoy’s pulling out, Ollie shoved his hard dick into Blair’s wet hole.
I sat on the floor and leaned against the wall completely drained. I watched in a haze as Ollie fucked Blair and quickly blew his load up Blair's chute. Next, Andy stepped forward and, after a few words with Blair, shoved his dick inside Blair. Andy gave Blair quite a ride, pulling out completely before ramming his cock all the way to the hilt. Over and over for his entire fuck session! Andy's orgasm was followed by Kirk pressing his cock into Blair's sloppy, wet cunt. Kirk put on quite the show. He fucked Blair hard for at least 15 minutes. He knew how to use that dick. I could tell Blair was exhausted, but he took Kirk’s drilling. Finally, Kirk drained his semen into Blair's hole.
As I watched the brothers tear apart Blair's hole, Ollie crawled over to me and took my flaccid penis in his mouth. He sucked in my entire cock, running his tongue around and around the shaft. I may've been tired, but Ollie's mouth and tongue soon had my cock expanding again. When I was hard, Ollie wrapped his fist around my cock and started masturbating me. By this time, Kirk had finished his orgasm. I saw Blair turn his body toward me, so that his cum-loaded hole faced me. He then slid his body across the floor toward me until his butt was inches away from my hard cock.
"Fuck me!" Blair said. "This will be the greatest weekend of my life, if I get another load from my dad."
If it was anyone else, I'd say "no." It was a long weekend. I was tired. I was spent. But, Blair wanted me, seemingly needed me. And, I him. My cock was soon sliding up Blair's chute where it practically drowned in cum. When I was all the way in, I withdrew a little and then, as I thrusted in hard, I said, "Are you coming home for Thanksgiving?"
Blair: [Grunt.] "Yeah, Dad."
Me, [Hard thrust again]: "What about the holidays?"
Blair: [Grunt.] I'll spent a few days with Jerry and his family and Jerry'll spent a few days with us, but I'll be home for most of the three weeks.
Me [Hard thrust]: Good to hear! I miss my sons. Having you and Connor home at the same time will be great."
Blair: [Grunt]: "Love you dad!"
Me [Gasp. Shooting my load into Blair]: "Love you too!"
When I withdrew, I gave Blair what I hoped was the best blow job of my life. My tongue all over his shaft and head. My hands massaging his balls. His shaft completely down my throat. Over and over bobbing my head up and down on his shaft. And, swallowing his shaft. Blair blew a huge load of cum in my mouth, which I took happily, and instantly transferred to my stomach. We kissed passionately.
Me: "I think Jerry's getting jealous. Go to him. He's family now."
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An hour later, as everyone gathered at the door to leave, Kirk presented Blair with a gift. It was a piece of paper inside a plastic page protector, that displayed the final count -- 6 loads taken orally and 15 loads taken anally.
"A keepsake," explained Kirk.
"I'll hang it on the wall and always think of this great birthday weekend," said Blair. "When can we do this again?"
