The Masterson Men
By John Valjean
Text copyright © 2018
John Valjean
All Rights Reserved
Disclaimer: This book contains sexually explicit material and profanity. Please do not read further if these things offend you. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
This book is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and places portrayed in this book are products of the author’s imagination and are either fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intentional.
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The Masterson Men
After his wife learns of her husband’s infidelities, Buck Masterson is isolated from his three attractive sons. When Buck’s sons find themselves on their own sexual journeys, will their paths eventually cross?
Right Under Mom’s Nose
Get sucked into three taboo tales of family members who can’t fight their carnal urges. A husband finds gratification in his brother’s arms. A divorcee experiments with his amorous nephew. A father and son try to deny their lust.
Rimmerdale: Season One
Follow sexy high-school senior Arnie Andrews and his circle of friends as they find themselves embroiled in a sex-charged mystery that threatens to doom them all! Carnality, twists, and turns are around every corner in this five-volume series, which parodies the popular, similarly named CW series!
My Twins, My Lovers
Hunter Todd has a healthy sexual appetite. It’s just one of the things he’s passed on to his muscle-bound twins. They’ve come to the Big Apple to see what else they have in common with Daddy.
Home Invasion!
What would you be willing to do to protect your life from a group of five burly intruders? What lines would you cross? A father and son are about to find out.
A Tale of Two Daddies
A handsome son. A father recently released from prison. A stepfather with a double-life. What happens when these three, sexually charged men set aside their inhibitions?
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F*cked By My Sister’s Boyfriend
They say the bond between siblings is unbreakable. One man’s lust is about to test his loyalty to his sister.
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What’s the use of chaperoning the prom if you’re not going to have some fun of your own? Especially when you can see that the handsome prom king is down for a good time.
My Nasty Neighbors
Feeling as though his life has stalled, a lonely husband’s world is upended when three handsome strangers move into the house next door. They’re not just neighborly. They’re nasty!
Sex on the Beach
What’s a newlywed to do when his wife leaves him high and dry at their honeymoon beach resort with a thousand gay men, ready and willing to party in all kinds of nasty ways?
Hot for the New Manny
A married couple hires a sexy, young male-nanny (or manny) to take care of their son. The new manny may also have to squeeze time into his schedule to take care of the boy’s closeted daddy.
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Prologue
The End is the Beginning
Buck Masterson’s charade was over.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, the married father of three stared into his laptop’s monitor, like he’s done on so many similar evenings where he’s found himself abandoned in his house with nothing more to do than occupy the hours by getting lost in his fantasies. On the screen was a familiar face: the Masterson patriarch with a wide grin. Semen was dripping from his brow, his cheeks, his lips. It was everywhere. In the strikingly clear amateur video, which was paused, a group of at least five men just finished their sexual act by relieving themselves across the contented mug of their middle-aged partner. For as good a time as he appeared to be having, the evening is mostly forgotten, squashed between memories of hundreds of other sexual dalliances, some fair and others extraordinary, and all part of a prolific quest to stay sexually gratified.
Shortly after Buck started having sex with men again, something he did before he met his wife Barbara during their freshman year of college, he began using his phone’s camera to document his trysts. On the surface, this might seem a careless act, but the serial philanderer was expert in his discretion. After each assignation, he saved the video to his laptop, deleted the file from his phone, and then returned the computer to his private storage unit. The locker, only a few blocks from his home, housed a small wardrobe of clothing depending on his need to arouse potential mates or to return home evidence-free after an especially erotic evening. Shampoo, bottled water, soap, toothpaste, and towels, were among the small arsenal of items on hand to ensure Buck arrived home in the same state in which he left. Of course, he only went on his dates when nobody was around to notice he was gone. For five years, Buck scheduled his outings around his family’s schedules. His older sons, Chase and Rod, were out of the house, so he only needed to work around Barbara and Austin, his youngest son who, at twenty, was home irregularly thanks to an active social calendar and college. As a registered nurse, it wasn’t uncommon for Barbara to be out of the house over much of the weekend, leaving her husband with plenty of time to carouse, to relive previous escapades on his laptop, or document his most twisted fantasies in his journal.
Thanks to Buck and Barbara’s healthy sexual appetite, the two found themselves, to the equal dismay of their parents, preparing to start a family right in the middle of their sophomore year of college. Making it work was essential to the young couple, who managed to remain in school, although Barbara took a semester off to bring Rod, their first child, into the world. Chase Masterson was born the following year, and, as a result, Buck and Barbara rethought their independence and found themselves before a Justice of the Peace. Two years later, with the newlyweds now comfortably out of college, Austin, their third and final son, was born. Buck took the responsibility of his young family seriously by putting aside the sexual-binging of his youth behind him. This sense of duty waned over the years, as his boys began growing into men. At the same time, attitudes towards gays were changing, and the father’s thoughts began to be consumed by what he missed as a result of his marriage. On his thirty-eighth birthday, with two sons now in college, Buck knew it was time for a change. He bought the laptop computer, the storage unit, clothes to make him feel attractive, and a conservative number of condoms. Once Buck’s secret life was underway, he started buying them in more significant quantities, and he often marveled at the frequency he needed to replenish his supply.
Although Barbara would come to learn about her husband’s infidelities, most of the specifics remained unrevealed to her. On most Wednesday evenings Buck attends a sex party frequented by anywhere from six to twelve men, usually in their early to mid-twenties. The men fawned over the older man, who they would refer to as their “resident daddy”, in the same way the housewives in his neighborhood do. However, these local adoring ladies are not the recipients of Buck’s affection, nor do they have the knowledge of what it is like to be plunged on the lap of their amorous neighbor. Also far off from Barbara’s radar was the summer fling her husband had with Teddy Abernathy, one of Austin’s closest friends. After graduating from high school, Teddy threw himself at his buddy’s father and the older man demonstrated no discernable restraint. Before leaving for college, Buck introduced the young man to a world free of sexual inhibitions, where there was no guilt in pulling the desired fruit from any tree within one’s reach. Teddy referred to it as being a “total cum slut.” And Barbara couldn’t imagine her husband would take to the bed of their oldest son’s morally bankrupt father-in-law, Reed Barrington. Yet that is squarely where the two men found themselves on the night of Rod’s bachelor party. Buck’s disdain for the man was not as pronounced as his lust. It only happened once, so nobody save Reed could say with certainty if this single night of passion was the catalyst for the dissolution of the Barrington’s marriage. No, Barbara Masterson remained in the dark as to the far-reaching nature of her husband’s adultery, but she didn’t need to know every detail to make an informed decision about her future.
It was five years into Buck’s extramarital odyssey before he got sloppy. Typically, no romantic entanglements were considered if he thought a chance existed he could get caught. Unfortunately, a once in a lifetime opportunity presented itself on a night Barbara wasn’t scheduled to work. According to Barry Littleton, one of Buck’s frequent tricks, Blake Hart, a famous young porn actor, was planning to attend their Wednesday orgy. This meant having to lie straight to his wife’s face in order to get out of the house and he didn’t know if it was worth the risk. Later that evening, while being fucked for a third time by Blake Hart, surrounded by a dozen young studs in a circle jerk, Buck was sure that one little white lie might not be utterly horrendous. Instead of coming home from work, Buck informed his wife over the phone that he was going out for drinks with an unnamed co-worker. For Barbara’s part, there wasn’t a suspicion to be had. That is, not until she tried to reach her husband thirty minutes into his sexual bender. Fifteen minutes later, she attempted to contact him a second time. After another twenty minutes, she called again. Buck was never far from his phone. Not at the dinner table, not at the movies, and not on date nights. Just never. As soon as the thought crossed her mind that something could be amiss, her phone rang.
“Babe, I must have left my phone in the car,” Buck said, sounding sincere and perfectly natural. “What’s up?”
“Nothing, everything is fine,” Barbara replied, sounding sincere and perfectly natural. “I was going to ask you to pick up coffee creamer on the way home.”
Barbara Masterson knew her husband. When he slumped in his seat during a movie, she knew he was bored. If he ambled through the mall, it was clear he wanted to leave. Should he stammer to describe his feelings after an argument, she was aware he was trying to spare hers. Every twitch, every tick, and every inflection revealed his true feelings. When Buck said he left his phone in the car, she knew he was lying. Now she needed to understand why.
Catching Buck in some form of the act did not prove to be difficult. Barbara assumed the worst: her husband was cheating on her. It didn’t take her long to deduce the most opportune time for him to take advantage of being left alone. On the next Saturday night, she texted him at 8:30 pm to let him know she was worried about a strange sound her car was making.
“Must have had my phone on vibrate,” Buck texted his wife two hours later. “You want me to pick you up?”
“False alarm,” she responded. “Left the gas door cover open.”
On the following Saturday morning, Barbara lied in bed, planning her next steps. Should she call him again while at work? Or maybe she could try something different, so as not to alert Buck that she was onto him? But it occurred to her that she knew her husband was cheating on her. Without a single ounce of evidence, other than Buck not answering his phone immediately on two separate occasions, she was sure he’d broken their sacred vows. As much as she wished she could forget everything, she knew she needed to uncover the truth. While her husband worked in the garage on his car, Barbara contacted the hospital to call out sick. Tending to the frail and debilitated for two decades contributed to her deft performance. At 5:30 p.m. that evening, she kissed her husband goodbye and purported to leave for work. Again, she put on another convincing act, as Buck was none the wiser. She parked her car down the street, still close enough to where she could see her husband leave the house. An hour and forty-five minutes passed before she wondered why she didn’t merely march back into the house and confront the man for his betrayals. No matter how inviting the idea, she resisted the temptation. For another thirty minutes, she occupied her time musing about how she might react when she eventually faced down her husband. She fumbled around her purse for a pen because she knew she ought to record some of her ideas. As soon as her eyes return to her home, she realized the garage door was finally open. She released the pen, grasped her keys, and forced them into the ignition. The car rumbled as it began its voyage to discover the truth about her marriage.
Buck’s first stop was to his storage locker, where he disappeared behind a secured gate for twenty minutes. He returned quickly, wearing a red tank top and tight black jeans. Barbara thought he looked ridiculous, though her husband, who was more fit today than when they met twenty-five years ago, still aroused her. Every morning, her husband was out of their bed at five a.m. to go to the gym. No matter the circumstances, he took excellent care of his body and she saw, in this new outfit, he was eager to display the fruits of his discipline to the world. But where was he going? Was he dating a woman half his age? Could that be the reason for the ill-advised ensemble? Barbara followed Buck to an apartment building less than five miles from their home, in a particularly affluent area of town. If this was the destination of his rendezvous, she knew she had a wait on her hands. After thirty minutes, Barbara paced outside to stretch her legs, defiantly telling herself she didn’t give a shit if Buck found her spying on him, but jumping anytime she heard a sound that might be her husband coming out of the building. Another hour was killed playing online games on her phone, as she continually maintained an eye on the front of the building. Then, more quickly than she expected, Buck stood in front of the apartment again. It was clear from his mussed hair, he just had sex. His air of satisfaction was also a dead giveaway. Suddenly three attractive young men exited the building to join Buck. Within seconds, the men were upon her husband, fondling him and passionately kissing him. Whatever she just witnessed didn’t feel real to Barbara. In that instant, every absurd idea that previously crossed her mind about her husband came rushing back to her as though dozens of clues to a long-standing mystery finally made sense. Barbara saw her husband for who he was.
While running errands the following weekend, Barbara rented a small storage locker at Murray’s Self-Storage. This proved to be an easier task than locating the key to Buck’s storage space, which she determined was not in any of his coat pockets, his desk, her desk, inside or under any vase, hidden behind a single picture frame, in the glove box or any other crevasse of his BMW, nor any obvious or non-obvious hiding place for just one key. After a second pass, Barbara decided she wouldn’t find the key. While sitting down to read one evening after dinner, she noticed the lampshade on her nightstand had come loose. She went to the garage to find a screwdriver in Buck’s toolbox. Before she made a few steps back inside the house, she dropped the screwdriver after she realized pay dirt was hit. Hanging on a small prong inside the toolbox was the key to Buck’s storage facility. A round red label on the key ring read “10-A”. Barbara searched her purse for her key. The label read “10-F”.
Not to the surprise of Barbara, the storage facility was impeccably organized. One box, the first she checked, is filled with dildos. One is so enormous, she didn’t believe it would fit inside a human.* Another box contained metal paraphernalia that she didn’t recognize, but she didn’t bother to question what they are used for. A small white hamper contained a handful of garments covered in what she suspected is semen. She assumed this clothing would make its way into the laundry once the hamper is filled. Most of the space is filled with clothing. In fact, more than Buck had at the house. She actually laughed out loud when she came across a pair of leather pants and a vest, having a difficult time picturing her husband wearing something so uncharacteristic of her husband. In the corner of the large closet Barbara saw a laptop computer with a purple notebook sitting on top of it. She was relieved to find the laptop was not password protected and only partially viewed two videos before she realized she’s seen enough. Clearly, Buck figured he’s thought of everything and didn’t need to take any unnecessary precautions. Even with everything she had seen, Barbara did not know what her next step would be. Confront Buck and try to work on their marriage? She wasn’t certain. Not until she opened the notebook and proceeded to read an assemblage of disturbing handwritten fantasies featuring unimaginable acts between her husband and their three sons. This was the line. Now Barbara knew what had to be done. She took the laptop and notebook with her, locked the padlock, canceled her contract at the front desk, and drove home to confront Buck.
Buck was in the shower when Barbara returned. She took advantage of his absence to set up the computer and opened one of the more damning video files, featuring her husband surrounded by the men who just finished spraying their semen all over his body. The amateur movie was paused on a clear shot of her husband’s smiling face. She stood in the doorway, waiting for her husband to enter their bedroom. Once he entered the bedroom with a towel around his waist, the only thing he saw in the dark room is his image on the computer. He knew he’d been caught. The man sat on the edge of the bed without a word to speak in his defense.
“Look at you, Buck. God, I… I don’t know that person. That’s not the man I’ve been married to for twenty-five years.”
“Barb—“
“No. If you have any feelings for me, I need you to say nothing. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to hear your side of the story. I know what has to be done. I’m going to go stay with Paula. I haven’t told anybody what I’ve found. Don’t… don’t take any satisfaction from that. It’s too humiliating for me right now.”
Buck sat there, crushed at what he’s caused.
“One more thing. I don’t want Austin here. I’m sending him to stay with Chase. I want this to be permanent, or I’ll be forced to tell your sons why we aren’t together.”
“But, Barb—“
“Buck, I read your journal. It was sickening. The things you’ve written about Rod, Chase, and Austin. Those are our boys! How could you, Buck?”
Buck sat silently as his wife screamed at him. He wasn’t going to argue with her because he knew he’d lose and he loved her too much even to consider hurting her more than he already had. In less than an hour, Barbara was packed and ready to move on. Before driving to her sister’s home, she picked up Austin who she informed will be living with his older brother Chase. She didn’t explain anything to her curious son, other than his father “needed to be alone to work on some personal stuff.”
The Masterson home was empty, and the charade was over.
*It does fit inside a human. While Buck never used his Colt Big Boy Plug on himself, a small group of his more adventurous partners allowed him to use it on them.
PK DXRЋ Ћ c tmp_6c9def99839e43a0be426c9cce6aa97c_GpJiSH.ch.fixed.fc.tidied.stylehacked.xfixed.sc_split_004.htmlChapter 1
Perfect Strangers
After six months of estrangement, Buck Masterson had developed a Saturday morning routine. He would rise out of bed with the enthusiasm of ten-year-old. Once he relieved himself, he would prepare a probiotic drink made with curd, cumin, and green chili. This was good for his digestive system, but he worried that it made his cum taste unusual. Forty-five minutes of yoga was performed in the living room while listening to the creaks of an empty house. Buck slipped on his skimpiest running shorts, socks, and Salomon running shoes before leaving the house for a rigorous jog, which was interrupted by two regular stops. Marie Robertson tended to her gardening during this point in the morning, and Buck always stopped to say hello and swap political opinions at this midway point of his run. Talking to Marie made him happy. She was there before his separation and now she was around to maintain a sense of normalcy for him. She made no outward appearance of pity for the man who has spent the last six months alone in the big empty house on Cedar Springs Drive.
“I made a chocolate cake that we’re never going to finish,” Marie said. “I can bring some by later if you’d like.”
“Sounds delicious,” Buck smiled. He didn’t have the heart to tell Marie he stays away from sweets. “Maybe you could bring it by in the late afternoon. I’m meeting the boys for lunch, believe it or not.”
“Oh, Buck, that’s wonderful news!”
“Thanks, Marie. I hope I’m not putting you in an awkward position, but could you keep it to yourself. Their mother is still pretty steamed at me and she doesn’t want me around the boys.”
“Mum’s the word, dear. But I still don’t understand why she should care…”
“Gotta run,” Buck smiled and turned away from a conversation he wasn’t prepared to have. “Thanks, Marie. See you later!”
The second stop was a recent addition to Buck’s routine. For the last four weeks, he made a point to stop at Overland Park’s public restrooms. A glory hole was recently carved into one of the stalls and, as luck would have it, an authority on fellatio enjoyed sucking guys off on Saturday mornings. Not someone to look a gift horse like this in the mouth, Buck took advantage of the opportunity and stuck his cock through the hole to receive one of the most impressive blowjobs in recent memory. Each week, the stranger went down on Buck’s cock with aplomb, leaving the father of three weak in the knees and daydreaming about it for the next seven days. From the moment he turned away from his conversation with Marie, his cock was already hard. Once he arrived in the restroom, he could see the stranger was, as always, already in the stall and ready to go. Buck recognized the man’s red running shoes and blue nylon duffle bag with a red trim and matching handles. Buck stepped into the stall next to the stranger, pulled his shorts down, and pushed his erect shaft through the hole.
“I’ve been waiting all week for this,” Buck said, the smile evident in his voice.
“Me too,” the stranger whispered, taking hold of Buck’s dick.
Things began with some playfully erotic teasing, as the stranger didn’t instantly go down on Buck’s massive boner. The man in the stall caressed his face slowly with the full cock, gently moving it from his left cheek, then against the middle of his face, where he was able to plant gentle kisses down the base. His tongue slowly made its way across Buck’s balls as the cock shifted gradually to the right side of his face. The stranger gently rubbed his lips up and down the length of the shaft, treating it to a satisfying fondling before going down on it.
“Fuck, man,” Buck said. “That feels so good.”
After this initial torment, the stranger took Buck’s organ into his mouth. This was no easy feat, as the cock was eleven inches long and thick. But the stranger knew what he was doing and was comfortable taking the enormous fuck stick straight down his gullet.
With every few strokes, the stranger would change his approach, offering Buck a master class in cocksucking. Cumming in the man’s mouth had become one of the highlights of Buck’s week, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for very long. The stranger serviced many other guys in this restroom, and probably others, but Buck couldn’t get it out of his mind that there was something special about the treatment he received.
Buck grabbed the top of the stall to balance himself and began thrusting his hips forward into the stranger’s mouth. Buck knew the guy was adept at sucking dick, but he wanted to see if the cocksucker was able to swallow all eleven inches of the Masterson patriarch’s fat cock. Buck could tell from the sound emanating from the other side of the glory hole, the stranger was not struggling. No, he was enjoying having his face impaled by the large dagger. The stranger had passed Buck’s test, and a reward would soon be ready. As Buck continued ramming his cock through the glory hole, beads of sweat began rolling down his sturdy frame in greater frequency. He was putting every ounce of energy he had into fucking the stranger’s mouth.
As soon as Buck’s body clenched up, and his breathing got heavier, the stranger took his mouth off Buck’s throbbing cock and began to jack off the saliva-covered beast.
“I want you to cum on my face,” the stranger said in his husky voice. “Come on… fuckin’ feed it to me!”
Buck couldn’t hold back if he tried. His knees quivered as his cock unleashed streams of warm cum across the stranger’s face and into his mouth. The man let out a gasp, seemingly startled by the amount of semen being emptied upon him. Even Buck knew this gust of seed was atypical. There was something exciting happening between Buck and the stranger. Something that gave Buck a thrill he hadn’t experienced in some time. Was it that this amorous sexual deviant remained a mystery? He’s cum in the man’s mouth four times in as many weeks, and still their exchanges have maintained anonymity.
“Fuck… Jesus H. Christ… that was… I don’t know what that was…”
“Earth-shattering?”
“You’re selling yourself short. Why don’t you come home with me? I live a few blocks away. I want to return the favor.”
There was a long pause. Buck knew they were done for the day.
“I like the anonymity. I’m… married.”
“Okay, I get it. Look, if you change your mind, and I really hope you do, here’s my number. We can keep things discreet.”
Buck slid his phone number through the glory hole, getting some of his cum on the slip of paper. Was this one of his married neighbors? Another man who found himself in the same predicament Buck was in with Barbara? Suddenly Buck was more excited, knowing he might have a partner with similar circumstances to his own. He wanted to pour his heart out to the stranger. To give the man the advice Buck wished someone had given him about getting out of an unsustainable relationship before things go sour. Unfortunately, there was a group of men lined up outside the stall waiting for their turn at the glory hole. This just wasn’t the time or place.
“If not, I’ll be back here next week,” Buck added. “Same time.”
“Next week,” whispered the stranger, “I want you to fuck me.”
There was no need to look down at his cock. Buck was as hard as the moment he first walked into the public restroom. He wondered how he would make it through what was bound to be the longest week of his life. His mouth watered at the thought of the man with the talented tongue bobbing up and down on Buck’s enormous dick.
“Okay, it’s a date… uh… you got a name? Or maybe a—“
“Call me, Randy,” said the stranger.
“Apropos.”
Buck hurried from the stall and exited the restroom when he ran into Robert Michaels, the principal Grover Cleveland High, the high school his boys attended. The two men have been hooking up for awhile before the dissolution of Buck’s marriage. He didn’t care much for Robert or his annoying small talk, but the principal was surprisingly aggressive in bed, and Buck always had a great time riding on the man’s considerable shaft.
“Is he still in there?” asked Robert.
“Yep. Have fun.”
Robert, who generally prattled on, didn’t want to miss his opportunity, so he walked straight into the restroom for his own good time. As Buck started his run home, he saw Ed Simpson and Bob Haney entering the restroom, and it became clear that word had gotten out about the stranger with the mouth of gold. Both Ed and Bob were also happily married, and their kids grew up with Buck’s kids. It looked as though they were both eager to get their cocks adequately sucked. Buck felt a tinge of jealousy that his new trick was going down on so many of the other dads in the neighborhood.
Back at home, and buzzing from his morning, Buck showered and changed. He had lunch plans with his sons, something he hadn’t done in the six months since Barbara walked out on him. He was fearful that his estranged wife would keep to her word, and he wasn’t prepared to explain this side of his life to his boys. Not yet.
Barbara didn’t want much from Buck monetarily. They agreed to monthly alimony payments, but she walked away from the marriage asking for little more from her ex-husband. As long as Buck stayed away from her sons, she was content. She knew that would hurt him more than anything else she could have tried to pull legally. At first, Buck was fine with the situation, but he began to resent his ex-wife more with each unbearable passing month. It was cruel. Now that they had signed the divorce paperwork, Buck knew she couldn’t screw him legally. Just emotionally. So he tiptoed around the request to see his boys and asked that they keep their visit absolutely private from their mother. He even planned to have them all meet at a greasy spoon thirty miles north of town.
If not for the mind-blowing sexual encounter, and the prospect of an upcoming second round, Buck would have been consumed by the anticipation of his date with his boys. It bothered the father of three that he couldn’t get his mind off this anonymous Randy character. Buck loved his boys. He idolized them. He also regularly imagined all three in any number of sexual scenarios, all of which are well documented, in his previously secret journal. Barbara’s words, “Those are our boys! How could you, Buck?” remained an earworm that continued to haunt him. She knew he desired his sons sexually and sometimes he felt like he couldn’t live with the fear his darkest secret could eventually be revealed. He worried that Barbara would randomly choose to expose his fantasies to his inner circle of family and friends if she even got a sense that Buck was in the same room as their boys.
Buck feared Barbara going to his work in retaliation and poisoning his relationships with his closest co-workers. They were only aware that his wife unexpectedly dumped the wholesome father of three. Buck created a believable and tragic story in which the two of them had grown apart, garnering a surprising amount of sympathy from his workmates. He couldn’t imagine facing them if they learned the truth. Or if they understood the extent and depravity of his philandering. Or if they became privy to the contents of his journal. What if they found out he dreamt about being fondled from head to toe in a seedy hotel room by his oldest son Rod? Would they ever speak to him again if they were made aware he fantasized about stroking his cock while he watched his son Chase fuck Austin with the help of a group of strangers? How could he spend time with these people if they learned he secretly desired being drugged and being taken advantage of by Austin, his youngest son? Buck turned white as a sheet when he considered the possibility of walking in to work to discover that his co-workers knew about his prolific indiscretions and his deep-seated desire for a perverted sexual relationship with his boys.
Or worse, how could Buck face his sons? His mother? Or even his brother Beau? Buck believed, quite confidently in fact, that he would choose death over the slightest trace of revulsion in the eyes of his loved ones. When left to himself, on a night he wasn’t carousing, Buck wondered why he wasn’t wired like Beau, who had a healthy marriage to his wife Ann and was a hero to his son Dallas. Buck assumed, after Barbara left, that his sex drive might subside because he no longer had to plan encounters around his wife’s work schedule. He thought his trysts might become mundane, now that his sneaking around was no longer required. Yet he was as horny as ever. Buck decided he needed to talk to somebody about what was going on inside him once and for all. Somebody close to him. As he drove up to the restaurant, he concluded that it was time to come out to Beau. He would come clean about everything. If his secrets were to be revealed, he wanted it to be on his terms and no one else’s.
With palms sweaty from nerves, Buck stepped into Amber’s Scramble House, nervous to finally be in the presence of his boys. For a split second, it occurred to him that Barbara might have already told them what he’d done. But no, she wouldn’t maintain any meaningful emotional leverage over him. It was Austin who he met eyes with Buck first. Chase and Rod had their backs to the door.
“Dad!”
The twenty-year-old jumped out of the booth his brothers were sitting at and ran into his father’s arms. Buck wasn’t one to tear up, but he was having a hard time maintaining his composure. He didn’t think it would hit him this hard, but after six months of exile from the boys he raised, the father felt like a man released from prison.
Like no time had passed between them, Buck caught up with his sons. Austin was preparing to finish his third year of college, but his thoughts were consumed by his upcoming 21st birthday. Chase and his girlfriend Kelly have enjoyed the liveliness Austin brought into their apartment. The youngest Masterson was bigger than life, comfortable in his skin, and always had titillating stories to share about his adventures out on the town with his buddies. While he was never crass around his father, it was apparent to Buck that Austin maintained a healthy sexual appetite. Buck figured he would have been the same way had he never met and settled down with Barbara. Chase said he’s been thinking a lot about popping the question to Kelly and asked Buck for advice. The table grew silent. Chase immediately regretted even broaching the subject of marriage.
“It’s okay, boys. Chase, Kelly is a lovely young woman. My advice is to be honest about what the two of you want out of life. What you need. Your mother and I weren’t. Well, to be honest, boys, it was all me. I… I love… loved your mother. Dearly. But I wasn’t honest with her. And that grew into something that eventually brought us here. I don’t want to say any more, but your mother has every right to be furious with me. She asked that I stay away—“
“But, Dad…” Austin interrupted.
“Boys, it’ll have to be like this for awhile. I know she’ll come around. She’s a good person who’s been hurt really bad. I get it. Let’s just… make the best of what we have. What about you, Rod? How’s married life and my beautiful grandbaby?”
“Jesus, nothing like I expected,” laughed Rod. “I can’t imagine you and mom trying to take care of Austin while trying to manage a couple of rowdy toddlers!”
“I remember saying the same thing to your Grandpa about Uncle Beau. The responsibility feels impossible at times. But it’s worth it. Every moment.”
By this point, Buck couldn’t contain his emotions any further. He grabbed a napkin to wipe away his tears and then gave a big handsome smile to his boys. Austin put his arm around his father and leaned in close. Buck put his arm around his boy and noticed that Austin shivered for a split second.
“Boys… I’m—“
“Don’t apologize, Dad,” Rod said. “You don’t ever have to apologize to us. When you’re ready to tell the whole story, we’ll be here waiting for you.” For the next two hours, the Masterson men laughed and swapped stories about their lives, reminisced, and enjoyed one another’s company. Buck was in heaven. Listening to his sons gave him hope he raised three amazing, well-adjusted, young men. The whole time they were at the restaurant, Austin continued to brush against his dad, feeling his muscles and progressed to stroking his hulking arms. Austin placed his hand on his father’s thigh and left it there, squeezing it from time to time. At one point, Austin brushed his hand across his father’s cock innocently. For most of the time he sat with his boys, it was rock hard. As much as he was enjoying the conversation and basking in the results of his parenting, Austin was pushing every one of Buck’s buttons. Buck wanted to tell his youngest to move away, but he couldn’t muster the will not to enjoy his son’s attention.
Buck drove home with a hard-on. As wrong as he knew it was, the stories in his journals were something more than fantasy. He wanted his sons. With them fresh in his mind, his consumed himself with the most lurid scenarios in his journal. He released his cock from his pants and began slowly stroking himself as he took a less populated route home. He was lost in a vision of Austin coming to visit him at work and sucking him off under his desk while Buck met with clients. Then he imagined attending Chase’s wedding only to fuck his middle child while Father Parker, whom Buck has wanted to screw since christening Chase, stuffs Chase’s face full of cock. Buck was so close to shooting his load, not caring whether the occasional driver was able to observe the father of three choking one out. Buck released the grip he had on his engorged shaft to lick his palm before returning to his cathartic freeway stroke-session.
Though Buck was attracted to all three of his boys, there was something about Austin that caused him to be subject of most of his recent journal entries. His hottest chapter was written a few months before his marriage ended. He concocted a scenario in which Austin asks for his father’s help figuring out his taxes for the first time. Austin, being the affectionate son he is, sits on his father’s lap at the dining room table while the two go over his receipts and what not. Barbara is moving back and forth between the dining room and kitchen, clearing the table and cleaning dishes when Austin pulls his shorts down and grabs for Buck’s fat erection. The father pulls his swelling dick from his slacks and slides it into his son’s tight boy pussy. Right there, at the dining room table, where his family has enjoyed thousands of meals together, Buck fucks his youngest son right under his wife’s oblivious nose. Buck, lost in his erotic daydream, is barely in control of his car as warm cum jettisons across his face and chest. Buck comes to before veering off the road, but just barely. He pulls over to catch his breath, using some napkins in the glove compartment to clean his seed from his face. Nonetheless, he licks his fingers clean, pretending he’s cleaning off Austin’s dripping cockhead.
“Fuck. I think I need a therapist.”
As expected, the week was unbearably long. Buck filled his work schedule with projects that have been long gestating to keep himself busy. He worked from morning until he was falling asleep in his office. Every once in awhile, Buck would be in the office when the nighttime custodian came in to vacuum and remove the garbage, but this week Buck was there to see the man come and go each night of the week. Buck’s subordinates didn’t know what to make of this productive streak, but they chalked it up, as they often had when they didn’t understand their boss’s actions over the last six months, to his divorce. When Buck woke up at 11:52 p.m. at his desk on Friday evening, he knew he had successfully eaten his week away and now he would be prepared, after a quick night’s sleep, to get his rocks off with Randy the following morning finally.
As usual, Buck got out of bed on Saturday with a smile as big as his erection. He ran through his typical Saturday morning routine: probiotic drink, yoga, then dressed in his running gear, placed a tie in his pocket, and leaped out of the house. Marie stood up from her gardening for their weekly chat, but Buck slowed only enough to give her a friendly wave as he raced to his destination. He arrived at the public restroom twenty-three minutes earlier than usual and, as he suspected, Randy wasn’t yet there, but a few men were lurking around outside. Buck went to his stall and waited as patiently as he was able. After ten minutes he heard the restroom door open, but just a crack. Buck was tempted to take a peek to see the man who had been sucking his cock, but he wanted to respect his wish for anonymity. The door creaked open more, and Randy rushed to the stall beside Buck.
“You’re early,” Randy whispered. “Were you trying to catch a glimpse of me?”
“Just eager.”
“Me too.”
The only sound in the restroom was the beating of Buck’s heart, which he felt would burst from his chest at any moment. Buck couldn’t believe how energized and nervous the stranger was making him.
“Put it through. Give me your cock.”
Buck pulled his shorts down and slipped out of them. He put his enormous cock through the glory hole, and Randy’s warm hand took it firmly. Buck let out a gasp and found himself covered in goosebumps. Randy opened his gym bag, pulled a small bottle of lube out, and squeezed some directly onto Buck’s cock. The stranger kissed the head as he slowly covered the cock with the slick translucent lubricant. He looked down at his cock to find the head leaking pre-cum. He was just as eager to get fucked by Buck as Buck was to fuck him. Once Buck’s cock was moistened, Randy stood up and stepped out of his shorts then turned around and spread his ass cheeks for Buck’s shimmering cock. Buck backed away, pulling his mammoth meat back through the hole.
“Wait. I have another idea.”
Buck pulled the tie from his shorts and put it through the hole to show Randy.
“I brought this. I’m going to blindfold myself. Then you can come in here, and I can fuck you properly. Sound good?”
There was a long pause.
“Promise this isn’t a trick?”
“Promise.”
“Then it sounds fucking great.”
Buck knotted the tie firmly around his eyes. He couldn’t see a thing.
“Ready?” asked Randy.
“Ready.”
Buck heard the stall door next to his open. In a flash, Randy was standing in front of him. Buck took him into his arms and began kissing him passionately. Their cocks were hard and pressed against one another; Buck’s lube was slickening Randy’s cock. Randy pawed all over Buck’s body, exploring every muscle and giving them repeated squeezes as if he was inspecting the goods. Buck didn’t know if his lover was handsome or not, but his body was taut and muscular. Buck explored Randy’s pecs and leaned down to tease his nipples with his tongue, which earned Buck an audible gasp. Randy grabbed the back of Buck’s head to push him into his chest. Buck's talented tongue traveled from his lover’s nipples to his armpits. Randy lifted his right arm and Buck began sniffing the man’s pit and began munching away.
“Oh… fuck… yeah… eat those pits… mmmmmmmmm…”
Buck grabbed Randy’s cock and began stroking it slowly, feeling the pre-cum drip onto his wrist. The man’s thick cock was a good ten inches, slightly smaller than Buck’s but unquestionably formidable in Buck’s mind. He moved his mouth back to Randy’s then pushed him hard against the stall wall.
“You ready for my cock?”
“Been ready.”
“Turn the fuck around.”
Like he weighed nothing at all, Buck twisted Randy around hard and pushed him against the stall wall a second time. Buck kissed the back of his neck as he began pressing his eleven-inch snake against Randy’s warm ass cheeks. Buck held his lover’s arms by the wrists and pulled them behind his back.
“I’m not going to go easy on you, you little slut.”
“Fuck, I hope not.”
Buck moved his pelvis forward slowly to tease Randy, sliding his cock at a measured pace into the warm mound. Without warning, Buck plunged his thick cock all the way into the man. All the way. Randy gasped and quickly grabbed for the stall walls to steady himself because it felt as though he might lose his balance. It wasn’t going to happen though; Buck had a firm grip on his body.
“F-FUCK!!!”
“This what you wanted? Come on, boy… tell me!”
“Oh… ungh… fuck yeah… FUCK ME!!! Force that cock inside me!!!”
That’s precisely what Buck did. He plowed the man’s asshole hard, rhythmically moving his hips back and forth until his cock was balls deep inside Randy’s moist hole. Buck could feel the man quivering. As experienced as Buck could tell the man was, Buck knew he was struggling to take his entire cock comfortably, and Buck was getting off on that. The door to the restroom opened a couple of times as the intense fuck session echoed throughout the large room. Buck was confident that anyone outside the shuddering stall was part of a queue forming for the restroom’s popular cocksucker. As Buck kept drilling his prey, they could hear the men assembling just a few feet away. Buck grinned with the knowledge that such a nasty little sex spot popped-up in the middle of this idyllic American town.
“I think they want a show,” Buck whispered in Randy’s ear.
“Mmmm… fuck… you’re so… ungh… fucking huge! Argh… you’re gonna split me in two!!!”
“You’re doing good, man! Take that thick cock! Back all the way into it!”
The men outside the stall could be heard unfastening their belts. Buck imagined they were jacking off to the penetrating sounds of him wrecking the asshole of the town’s slut. Buck has found himself in a multitude of hot scenarios, but this one was nearing the top. He’d never been blindfolded, which had all his senses working overtime. He loved that this mysterious stranger was thoroughly enjoying his manhandling. The more carnal the sex, the more Buck enjoyed himself. He could tell Randy had a healthy sexual appetite and didn’t have any apparent inhibitions.
“Come here,” commanded Buck, turning his new lover around.
Buck sat down on the toilet and pulled Randy onto his muscular lap, sliding down upon Buck’s pole with vigor. Buck pulled him close and began furiously assaulting his asshole again with his engorged cock. Their lovemaking caused a thunderous echo through the public restroom, and probably could be heard from passersby. The door opened a few more times as the two sexual partners became deliriously lost in their passionate fuck session.
“Take it! Come on, you fucking slut! Take that cock! TAKE IT!
Although his asshole was taking a thrashing, Randy moved in for a passionate kiss. Buck held his companion's face as their tongues circled feverishly against one another’s. Randy grabbed tightly onto Buck’s broad sweaty shoulders, feeling as though he was about to get his bottom filled with Buck’s salty juices.
“I’m close… fuckin’ close…”
“Do it! Shoot that load inside me!”
Barely a moment passed when Buck’s whole body clenched up before he exploded inside Randy. He leaned back against the toilet and continued to move his cock in and out of the abused asshole, his balls draining of their steaming jizz. Cum began dripping from Randy’s sphincter down onto Buck’s nut sack. Buck pulled his lover against his body and massaged his sweaty muscled body, heaving from the insane workout it just received. Randy tried to catch his breath as he rested against Buck’s massive frame.
“Stand up. I want you to feed me your load.”
Randy moved from Buck’s lap, having a difficult time standing since he was left somewhat weak in the knees. Buck slid from the toilet to kneel in front of Randy, who forced his ten-inch beast inside the fuck machine’s mouth. Randy held tight onto the sides of Buck’s head, careful to not shift the blindfold. Buck was eager to show off his cocksucking expertise to the man had begun to haunt his thoughts over the past month. Based on the panting coming from Randy, Buck was doing was hitting his mark. The whole cock slid easily down Buck’s talented throat, and he periodically held it in place to show the stranger that he was also adept at taking a massive cock down his throat with minimal struggle.
“Of f-f-fuck… that feels so fucking… ungh… good… gonna… gonna… c-cum…”
And with that, Randy shot his load inside Buck’s delighted mouth and Buck swallowed the thick continuous loads heartily. Randy practically collapsed against the stall wall while his cream flew down his lover’s gullet. Buck stood up to feed remnants of Randy’s semen from his manly face. It was clear the new lover would have no issues feasting on his cum. Buck could feel his cock growing thick again, but he knew it was time to leave and let Randy have his fun with the other men in the in the stall.
“That was…”
“I know,” Buck said. “The offer is open if you still want to come to my home.”
“One of these days.”
“So, you’ll be back next week?”
“Next week.”
In a flash, Randy stepped back into his clothes, left the stall, and re-entered his stall to wait for the next cock to pass through the trendy glory hole. Buck removed the blindfold and also got dressed in a hurry. He opened the door to the stall and faced the surprised glances of Robert and Ed, both of whom had their cocks in their hands.
“Buck? Did you…?” Robert began.
“Just go in, Robert” Ed interrupted. “It’s your turn.”
There were seven other men, waiting to get lucky, standing in the restroom and Buck just wanted to leave without getting in the middle of a conversation. He jogged home with another enormous smile stretched across his face. He was perplexed though. Of all the lovers he’s taken over the last six years, Buck had never found himself as excited as he was with some random stranger in a public restroom. And once again he found himself in the same predicament he was in when the two parted last week. All he wanted was to get together with the man another time, but now he would have to wait another blue-balled week before he got his opportunity.
Buck showered and changed before going about his Saturday chores. He took his car in for an oil change, went to the mall to pick up a couple of shirts, and then went grocery shopping. He originally planned to go out later that evening, but he felt as though he’d gotten his fill after his memorable morning encounter. Buck decided to stay in for the evening. Maybe he’d add a new entry into his journal. After close to four hours of errands, Buck returned home to find a note on the fridge. It was on the same piece of paper that Buck handed to Randy. There was a message written on it:
“I’m taking you up on your offer.”
Buck saw the red and blue gym bag on his table, and a chill went straight down his spine. He recognized the writing. Buck stepped into his living room where his youngest son Austin was fast asleep. And why wouldn’t he be? He’d just spent the majority of his Saturday morning making sure more than half a dozen men went home extremely satisfied.
Buck took a step back, suddenly stricken with fear. Though he had written volumes of stories to the contrary, Buck Masterson was confident this was not what he wanted.
PK DX . . c tmp_6c9def99839e43a0be426c9cce6aa97c_GpJiSH.ch.fixed.fc.tidied.stylehacked.xfixed.sc_split_005.htmlChapter 2
Austin’s Birthday Wish
Austin Masterson woke up with no regrets. It had been a week since his father fucked him in the men’s restroom of Overland Park and he was still buzzing from the rough treatment he received. The two men never spoke about the encounter though. Austin attempted to talk it over with his father, but Buck was going nowhere near the discussion.
Buck’s youngest son discovered his father’s journal a few months back and finally understood why his mother sent him to live with his older brother. While Austin never came out to his father, he had been sexually active with men since late into high school when a request for extra credit turned into a threeway with two shop instructors. At the time, Austin wasn’t ready to admit he was gay, but after the encounter with the two teachers, he was curious about being fucked by more men.
For the next three years, Austin had taken numerous lovers around the neighborhood. He had a crush on his best friend Henry, but Henry apparently had a thing going on with an older guy and wasn’t in a place where he could reciprocate Austin’s feelings. Still, while Austin would have been content with a monogamous relationship, he was usually happy to share his talents with just about any man with whom he was attracted. Thankfully many men fell into this category. His parents always thought he was a social butterfly, but the truth was Austin was either getting fucked or fucking random guys just about any night he wasn’t home. Like his father, the youngest Masterson was something of a sex fiend, never feeling as though his sexual appetite was being satiated.
To look at him, Austin was the All-American boy next door. He had a beautiful broad smile and a boyish grin that was usually the first thing men noticed about him. There was nothing about Austin that looked like he was a whore until he opened his mouth to tell a sexual partner what he wanted. Like his father, Austin took excellent care of his body, always trying to focus on keeping his temple healthy and his muscles large. Of course, he also liked to go to the gym because he’s met a seemingly endless number of sexual partners there. Just last week, he let Phil Robertson, one of his father’s married neighbors, fuck him in the sauna. Austin enjoyed being fucked by older married men more than anyone else. He got off on the idea that he was helping these pent-up men experiment with something they’ve denied themselves. Ultimately, this is what led him into his father’s arms. That and the fact that he was insanely attracted to his beefcake father.
When Austin first learned his father prolifically documented fantasies about making love to his sons, he found it near impossible to control his boner. He started following his father on his Saturday morning runs and noticed that, from time to time, Buck would stop at the Overland Park restroom before heading home. Austin carved the glory hole and waited patiently, three weeks to be exact, for his father to discover his son’s handiwork. Austin put an out of order sign on the urinal each week, so it wasn’t too tricky to get Buck to find him. Once Buck did, Austin finally got what he wanted and, in the young man’s mind, so did his father.
“Dad’s gay,” Austin blurted out to his brothers over their usual Saturday brunch.
“What? No way,” said Chase.
“What are you talking about, bro?” asked Rod.
While Austin left out the events at the public restroom, he explained in the finest detail everything he found on Buck’s laptop and the contents of his storage locker. Not sure how his brothers would react, he decided not to tell them about their father’s journal. Still, Austin didn’t just want to inform his brothers, he tried to titillate them. Rod and Chase learned of the content of their father’s most graphic videos: the threeways, the pornstars, the men young enough to be his sons, the pornstar, and so on and so on. The elder Masterson sons went from total disbelief to total arousal, though they would keep the latter to themselves.
“Wow,” said Rod. “I… I don’t know what to say.”
“Dad’s gay. And not just gay, he’s a fucking whore,” Austin said.
“So that solves the mystery of how you got the way you are,” Rod said with a smirk.
“Ignoring that,” Austin said. “Well… what do you guys think?”
“About what?” Chase asked.
“You know,” Austin said, bringing his tone down. “Us and Dad… you know.”
Rod and Chase looked at each other, then looked at Austin to determine if he was serious.
“You can’t be for real,” Rod laughed. “He’s our dad.
“You didn’t seem to be so virtuous when your wife was pregnant,” said Austin.
“That was… different,” said Rod.
“Ah, so you’re only attracted to guys when you’re starved for sex?”
“Look, I have a kid now, and I’m married,” said Rod, his tone becoming increasingly stern with each succeeding word. “I don’t think I’m ready to fall into the same trap that Dad did.”
Austin knew not to push it with Rod, so he changed the subject from having sex with their father to the fact that he’s been hiding his gay sexual past. He shared as much as he had found, never turning the conversation back to a Masterson men four-way. Austin noticed two things: Chase was asking the most questions, making him think that it his middle brother might be open to a tryst with their father. However, the youngest son noticed something else: although Rod wasn’t asking many questions, there was little doubt he was curious. Rod hung on every word and kept adjusting himself in his seat, making it evident that he had a boner. After two hours of telling his brothers almost everything he knew, Austin was done. He and Chase left together, and Rod drove home to his family.
“What do you think?” Austin asked Chase in the car.
“I think it’s crazy,” Chase answered. “I guess it’s going to take me a while to process. If I can.”
“I mean about the three us getting fucked by Dad,” Austin said. “Don’t even pretend you weren’t hard when I told you about Dad. Even Rod was having a hard time managing his boner.”
“Okay, fuck, yeah, I… I don’t know. Me and Kelly have a good thing going right now.”
“But the three of us have—“
“Honestly, bro, I don’t think I want to have this conversation. Let’s just not talk about it right now. Seriously.”
The car ride home was pretty quiet, but it was unmistakable to Austin that Chase couldn’t get the image of his father having sex with men out of his mind. Chase was adjusting his cock every few minutes. Austin was confident, once the timing was right, he could convince his brothers to have a foursome with their father. He knew he had to get the support of one of his brothers first, and it was evident that Chase would crack before Rod.
Things between the two brothers were coldish for the next two days even though Austin remained on his best behavior. Kelly also noticed something seemed off, but Chase dismissed it as just being “in a mood.” By Wednesday, everything appeared to be copasetic. Chase invited Austin for a run in the morning before he and Kelly went to work and there didn’t seem to be any bad blood between the brothers. That night, Chase went in to check in on Austin before going to bed.
“Goodnight, dude.”
“Hey, we’re cool, right?”
“Yep.”
“Cool. Goodnight.”
Two hours later, just after midnight, Chase was awakened by Austin, who had snuck into his bedroom. While Chase and Amy slept, Austin removed the blankets from his brother’s side of the bed, pulled down his boxers, and taken the entirety of Chase’s thick cock inside his mouth. Austin knew, from three previous experiences, that Chase thought Austin gave him the best blowjobs of his life. Since that last time, about ten months ago, when Austin, Chase, and Rod, after a night of heavy drinking, decided to help Rod feel less sexually frustrated after the seventh month of his wife’s pregnancy. The three fucked two additional times, though without the assistance of alcohol. Austin said it was the most incredible sexual experience of his young life, but his brothers were okay with putting it far behind them. Both Chase and Rod were, by all appearances, straight and they chose to maintain the lifestyle to which they had become accustomed.
“Oh… Austin… we can’t… oh God…”
Austin didn’t dare remove his lips from his brother’s stiffened shaft. He stayed focused because he knew this was the only way he was going to convince Chase that the three brothers should seduce their father. The young man pulled out every trick he knew about pleasing a man orally, something he’d gotten a good deal of practice at over the past month at Overland Park. He felt Chase’s hand on the back of his neck, which told him he was on the right track. Austin tried to move his mouth all the way down Chase’s cock, but at the awkward angle beside the bed, it made taking his brother down to his balls difficult. Chase slowly turned on his right side so Austin could swallow his prick whole.
Even after Kelly shifted onto her lover’s side of the bed, Chase didn’t pull his hand away from the back of Austin’s neck. He needed this now, and he planned to finish. Austin was an expert cocksucker and knew how to maintain silence, even when confronted with an eleven-inch beast like his brother’s. Chase caressed the back of Austin’s head affectionately, submitting to the undeniable sexual attraction he had for his younger brother. Chase wanted to rock his hips back and forth, but he was forced to remain still as his brother worked the thick shaft. Austin pushed his face forward all the way until Chase’s cock was buried to the hilt in his mouth. The older brother just could not help himself as he pressed his hips forward to push his brother’s face into his pelvis. Kelly, still half-asleep, put her arm around her fiancé, holding tight onto his muscled, sweaty chest.
“Hon… you okay?” Kelly mumbled. “Having a bad dream?”
“No, Baby. I mean… yeah, must have been a bad dream.”
Not caring one bit, Austin continued sucking his brother’s bulging dick, even as Kelly’s arm draped over Chase’s shoulder. Chase’s grip on the back of Austin’s head became more firm, telling Austin that his big brother needed to be finished off. Austin was only too happy to comply. The younger brother moved a little more slowly, but he continued taking his brother’s shaft all the way down to the nut sack. Austin basked in the musk of his brother’s cock. As hot as Austin thought the scenario was, he concentrated as much energy on pleasing his brother as he did on maintaining silence.
“Mmmmm… oh… mmmmmm…”
Doing his best not make any noise, Chase was ready to cum, and it was near impossible not at least to let out a little whimper. Austin could tell by his brother’s pulsating cock that he was ready to explode as his tongue worked to caress every inch of the slickened monster.
“Oh Fuck! OHHHHHHHH!!!
A startled Kelly pulled away from Chase in terror and came out of her slumber as her fiancé convulsed next to her. Chase ignored, for a moment, that this unsolicited tryst could be the end of his relationship. However, Kelly was unable to see that Chase was forcing his little brother down on his thick cock as hot semen shot down his the younger Masteron’s gullet. Austin was used to lapping up cum and had no problem taking all of his brother’s warm juices down his throat.
“What the hell? Chase… are you okay?!?
“Oh… fuck… sorry, Babe… fuckin’ Charlie horse… (whew) sorry to wake you.”
Chase pulled his dick out of his brother’s mouth and pulled his shorts up quickly before turning around to embrace Kelly and plant a gentle kiss on her lips. She moved her hand down to his crotch, feeling his half engorged cock. She gave a squeeze, and it started its second ascension of the evening.
“Mmmmm… big boy. Does it ever go down?”
“How could it when you’re laying right next to me.”
As the two began to make love, Austin had the opportunity to sneak out of the dark bedroom, but he chose to stay and listen to his brother fuck his fiancée intensely. He wondered if Chase fantasized that it was Austin beneath him. Of course, Austin wanted to be on the receiving end of the fat cock Kelly was struggling to take between her legs. Every so often, she’d beg for Chase to slow down. Austin rolled his eyes, knowing he’d never disappoint his brother like this. He stroked his cock to the sound of his brother fucking Kelly passionately, knowing exactly how it felt to be dominated by the brute with the near foot long cock.
The bedroom filled with the sound of their lovemaking and Austin couldn’t even hear the sound of his pounding his cock. He shot his load across his stomach and face; his balls were blue from sucking his brother off and listening to him make love to his girlfriend. As the two of them continued to rock their bed back and forth, Austin quietly crawled out of their room and back to his own. He knew this was going to take some work.
The following morning, Austin was prepared to get the cold shoulder from his brother, but that wasn’t the case at all. Though Chase acted as though nothing happened, he didn’t keep his brother at arm’s length. This encouraged Austin, who chose to wait until the right moment before striking again. A few days later, Austin was cleaning the dishes after breakfast and Chase, who was responsible for clearing the table, made a point of brushing against his younger brother or giving him a quick squeeze, whether on his arm or his ass. Chase announced that he was taking a shower and, when Austin caught his brother’s eye, Chase offered a quick wink.
“I need to go make a phone call,” Austin said to Kelly, who was reading a People Magazine at the kitchen table.
“Thanks for doing the dishes,” she said.
“Anytime.”
Austin sucked his brother off three more times during the week. Another time in the shower, then twice after their morning runs. Chase’s musky nuts drove Austin into a fervor. Though he tried to get Chase to fuck him, it was apparent Chase wasn’t ready to have full-blown sex with his brother yet. Nonetheless, Austin saw cracks in Chase’s protestations. Still, he declined to push it because he was playing a very delicate game with his brothers and he knew without Chase he wasn’t going to achieve his real goal.
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“Happy birthday, little brother,” Chase said, waking Austin up after a late night of carousing. “If you don’t get up soon, you’re going to miss your entire birthday.”
“Oh… God… my head,” Austin grumbled.
“Party too much?”
“Yeah. Randy and the guys took me out, and we got crazy trashed. I don’t even remember coming home.”
“Hmmmm… I was thinking you and I could hit up one or two of the places in Clubville for your twenty-first, but if you’re not up for it—“
“Yeah… no! I’m good… just need to nap for another ten hours or so, and I’ll be fine!”
Austin wasn’t far off. After getting up for water and aspirin, he got out of bed around five p.m., just in time for the birthday dinner Kelly spent the week planning and the day slaving over. Rod and his wife Tracey came with their son, but Buck texted Chase that he wasn’t feeling well. Austin wasn’t surprised or hurt. He hadn’t heard from his father since the day of their Overland Park encounter, and he had a feeling it would be a little while before Buck came around. But that would have to be handled on another day.
The brothers and their significant others enjoyed themselves as they grilled, drank, and feasted on birthday cake. Austin felt good that he and his brothers were as close as they were, but he always had it in his mind that it would be more fun if they would put aside what he considered their sexual hang-ups. He knew the idea of making love to his brothers was twisted, but he didn’t let it weigh him down in the slightest. He already had a taste for sex with his brothers, and now for his father as well. He yearned for more. Austin was confident that his ultimate fantasy of being fucked by all three of them was not entirely impossible, so he was going to manipulate his father and brothers into bed if that’s what needed to be done.
Rod and Tracey didn’t stay too late. Having a child under one year old was an excellent excuse to leave any party early.
“So what do you say, little brother?” asked Chase. “You still up for a bar crawl tonight?”
“Always,” Austin answered.
“I don’t know where you two get the energy,” Kelly sighed. “I’m going to Netflix and collapse tonight.”
Austin’s cock got hard at the thought of going down on his brother again tonight, something he expected to happen somewhere over the course of the evening. He scrubbed every inch of his body with extra intensity in the expectation that he would be getting lucky this evening. Austin told himself that if he wasn’t able to make a move on his brother, then he intended to go home with somebody. After an hour of primping, flossing, tweezing, splashing, powdering, and every other form of beauty ritual Austin could fulfill, he stepped out of the restroom looking as though he were ready for a fashion shoot. Within seconds, Chase stepped out of his bedroom looking more dashing than usual. The ordinarily confident Austin was caught off guard and felt nervous at the sight of his stunning brother. His only reaction was to blush.
“Alright, lady killers,” Kelly said. “Don’t you both look handsome?”
“Thanks, Babe,” Chase said. “Are you sure you don’t want to come with?”
“Yeah, that would be fun!” Austin chimed in with the same level of sincerity.
“No, you guys have fun,” she said. “I’ll bet I crash a half hour after you leave. Go have fun! Austin, don’t let those boys get their hands on my man!”
“Don’t worry, Kel,” Austin said. “I won’t let him out of my sight.”
Austin was surprised but happy; Chase suggested they come to Bangers, one of the oldest and most popular dance clubs in Clubville. This was the affectionate name of the area where all of the gay clubs were in town. The two Masterson men were the objects of many glances, but they were ignoring just about everyone around them besides the bartender, who served up enough shots for the brother to maintain a substantial euphoric buzz.
“I think we should try to sleep with Dad,” Austin blurted out.
“I was wondering when you’d bring that up again,” Chase laughed. He remained silent for about a minute, and Austin was smart enough not to press it. “I’m not opposed. I guess.”
Austin handed his brother their next shot. Then another, another, and another. They were equally trashed. Austin knew there was something kinetic going on between them once he moved closer to Chase, pushing his hardened cock against his brother’s thigh. Chase didn’t flinch. He pressed his chest against his younger brother until their faces were close enough to warm each other’s lips. Austin began exploring his brother’s tight frame, and Chase couldn’t resist doing the same. Chase leaned in and kissed his little brother. This was no peck. Chase pressed his tongue into Austin’s mouth and kissed him passionately. Austin grinded his cock against Chase to let him know how turned on he was.
“I guess it’s time for your birthday gift,” said Chase.
“What?” asked Austin, caught off guard.
“Let’s go out back.”
Chase took hold of his brother’s arm and began to lead him out of the club where they ran into a strikingly handsome pair walking into the bar. Austin was sure by the age difference and their similar features that the men were a father and son.
“Hey, sexy,” Austin said to the younger one. “What’s your name?”
“Hi… uh, Tommy.”
“So, Uh-Tommy, you and your daddy want to come have some fun with us?”
“Well, we just got here—“
“I think that’s a ‘no,’” said the older man.
“Your loss, daddy,” Austin said with a wink. “Come out back if you change your mind.”
The older man looked startled and uncomfortable for a moment. Chase pulled his brother by the arm and left the club in a hurry. The two walked alongside the dark club to the back, which where there were dozens of empty cartons for the amorous couple to hide behind. The moon was full, and the sky was clear, offering enough light for the brothers to see where they were and what they were doing. Chase hoped the muted sounds from the club were enough to blanket whatever racket was about to be made between the two. Chase pushed Austin against the brick wall and began making out with him. He grabbed hold of his little brother’s belt and jerked it open hurriedly. Austin opened Chase’s pants and pulled them down past his thick thighs, letting them fall to the ground.
“I need you to fuck me, big brother!”
Pinned against the wall, Chase and Austin’s tongues pushed against each other lustfully as they yanked their shirts off. Their massive erections pressed against each other through their shorts. Austin's hand reached down to take his brother’s cock in his hand, stroking the warm shaft slowly. Chase, lost in the pleasure of his brother’s gifted handjob, pulled Austin’s pants and shorts down.
“Yeah? Well, you’re about to get your wish.”
Chase twisted his brother’s body around so they both faced the wall. The older brother pressed his pulsating cock between his brother’s ass cheeks and squeezed them together. He began moving his hips back and forth to tease Austin, who quivered in anticipation. Chase leaned over his brother’s muscled backside and began to plant gentle kisses on the small of his neck.
“Can you feel how much my cock is throbbing, little brother? That’s what you’re doing to me. Fuck… I’m going to bury this cock so deep inside of you, you’ll be sleeping on your stomach tonight!”
“Of fuck… yeah, Chase… fuck me!”
Chase pulled out a small tube of lubrication he pocketed when they arrived at the club then squeezed a generous amount across his shaft, lathering it up from the head to the base. He didn’t want there to be any problem for his little brother to take him. Chase pushed the thick head of his eleven-inch cock up to his brother’s trembling hole. The two wanted this equally. Chase grabbed Austin tight by the waist and drove his cock all the way inside. Austin let out a loud yelp that was primarily muffled by the beats emanating from the club. Still, any passerby could hear the unmistakably distinct sounds of two men enjoying the hell out of themselves as they took their public display of affection to a carnal level.
With each thrust, Chase pulled Austin back hard onto his cock. He knew his little brother could take it. Moreover, he knew Austin preferred it rough. Chase fucked Austin with a pace that he would never attempt with Kelly. From the sound of Austin’s bellowing, and without a care for who could hear him, it was evident he was enjoying finally having his brother’s cock pummeling his hole again. For Austin, the liaisons with his brothers were all too infrequent, even though there was little doubt they enjoyed pleasing one another. The red and purple lights from the club bathed the brothers in an intoxicating glow.
After about fifteen minutes of fucking there in the back of the club, on this temperate California evening, a horny audience began to form. Most of the guys were just drunk onlookers who wanted to get a close-up look at the two stunning men making all that animalistic noise. Most of them got a good look, and then walked off with their boners, not considering that Austin was all too happy to take on others. It was a good thing also, as there were a couple of men with precisely that intention. Chase turned his head to see a pair of young studs watching intently with their cocks in their hands. Chase could tell, with the slow, deliberate motion they jacked themselves off, they were in the queue to mount his little brother. They’d have to wait. Chase was close to finishing, but he wasn’t there yet.
“Come on, you fucking whore… fucking take it… back down on that cock!”
Chase was enjoying being watched by the small group of men. He decided he owed them a show, so he began pounding Austin beyond belief. The youngest Masterson son grabbed onto the back wall of the club to brace himself as Chase slammed into his hole with all his might.
“Yeah, big brother! Fuck me hard! Ungh… oh fuck! Just… ungh… like that!”
An audible gasp from several of the men who were watching the incestuous act play out. Chase was in disbelief. He almost pulled out of Austin right there because their secret was out in the open. Unfortunately, Chase’s libido was still in charge, and he kept fucking his loose-lipped brother. Two of the men, there were at least ten now, moved closer to Chase.
“Do it, big brother… cum inside him!” exclaimed one.
“Yeah, give your little cunt brother what he deserves,” said the other. “Fuck… this is so hot… OH… FUUUUUUUCCCKKK!!!”
Chase felt three warm shots of cum peg him right on the back of the thigh. The second man blew his load all over him while he pounded his brother hard. The other man moved behind Chase quickly and began shooting his cum all over Chase’s backside. The two strangers moved to their knees and started licking up the mess they made all over Chase as he kept plowing Austin. It struck Chase how hot this must have been to the onlookers, seeing him fuck the daylights out of his little brother. His first reaction was fear that the men had learned more than he wanted them to know about him and Austin, but now he was excited to have staged a taboo sex show for these random men.
It wasn’t much longer before Chase’s body began to tighten up; he felt close to shooting a substantial load into his brother. He pulled Austin up from against the wall, so their sweat covered bodies were pressed together. Chase licked the droplets of sweat sliding down his younger brother’s neck. The taste aroused him. He actually felt as though his cock was getting harder!
“You want me to cum in you, little brother,” Chase whispered huskily. “Tell me. Beg for it.”
“Please, Chase,” Austin pleaded. Chase couldn’t see it, but tears streamed down the younger man’s face. “Shoot your… ungh… load inside me!”
As though it was on command, Chase unloaded his cum-filled nutsack inside his brother. They both collapsed against the wall, Chase still fucking his brother until the final ounces of thick incestuous cum dribbled into his raw hole. Chase pulled his cock out, strands of goo leaked onto his fingers. Chase reinserted his cock and moved his cum-drenched fingers to his brother’s mouth. Austin took hold of Chase’s hand and devoured the salty jizz as though he was starving for it. He kind of was. Chase spun Austin around in a hurry and made out with him again, savoring his own briney cum on his younger brother’s tongue. Chase reached down to Austin’s cock, which was dripping with pre-cum, and began massaging it slowly.
“Who’s hungry?” asked Chase to the group.
Austin looked up at the men watching the x-rated fraternal peep show. Three other men came close and knelt down before the birthday boy. Chase started jacking Austin off faster. The men all had their mouths open wide as Austin sprayed streams of his thick goo all over their faces. Austin’s whole body shook as his balls released more cum than he could remember ever expelling.
“Oh…. OHHHHHH… F-FUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKK!!!”
None of the men expected that their faces, hair, and chests would be so utterly drenched in cum when they knelt down in front of the young slut with the enormous cock. Austin and Chase continued making out as the last remnants of cum came out of Austin’s dick. The men, left to themselves, lapped up the semen from each other as best they could. Only a shower and a load of laundry were going to be able to clean up the delicious mess Austin made. Austin pulled away from Chase and began to scan the crowd. He saw the dad from the club standing near with his huge cock in his hand. There was another tall red-headed man with a beard who immediately caught Austin’s eye. And why wouldn’t he? He was stroking a mammoth cock that looked to be even more significant than his father’s.
“Daddy… Red… why don’t you both come over?”
The father and the red-headed man walked over to Austin, as Chase stood behind him. Austin took both their cocks, one in each hand. Chase moved a few feet further away to watch the scenario that was about to unfold. He knew his little brother was a slut, but now he was going to see him in action. Chase took his cock in his hand and began massaging it methodically to the sight of his brother ready for a fuck session with the amorous strangers.
“Mmmmm… you’re both so big. I can’t decide which of you should fuck me… first.”
“I have to get back to my son,” said the father. “I told him I was going out to my car for my wallet.”
“Kinky, Daddy,” Austin smiled. “Very kinky. Looks like I’m all yours Red.”
As the father began to turn away, Austin grabbed the man by the arm.
“Where do you think you’re going, Daddy?” Austin said. “I can get you off before your son comes looking for you. Unless that’s what you want?”
Austin pushed the father against the wall and took his cock into his mouth. He pushed his ass against the red-headed man’s imposing cock. The man grunted and squeezed his prick right into Austin’s cum-drenched hole. In no time at all, Austin showed both men what anybody who has ever slept with him has known: the kid is a world-class fuck machine. To say Austin had a healthy sexual appetite would be a gross understatement. In three years, he’s had hundreds of sexual partners, one time getting topped by a dozen men in a single evening. He never seemed to tire of it and was always raring to go, no matter the time or place. The father and the redheaded man learned within a few strokes that they were sandwiching a sexual dynamo as he was taking the rigorous nature of their pummeling as though it were nothing.
“Yeah… suck my cock! God, I’ve never had it so good!”
The birthday boy pulled his mouth off the father’s dick and looked into his eyes.
“You like that, Daddy? I’ll get you all warmed up for that hot son of yours. Mmmmmm… maybe you can show him how good it feels to sit on your fat cock!”
Chase marveled at the amount of control Austin commanded. And confident. He was ready to fuck his brother again, but a queue had formed. These men wanted to screw Austin and, by the looks in their lustful eyes, they weren’t going to leave until they popped him good and hard. Chase, filled with passion, watched the libidinous act taking place a few feet away, growing harder with each passing moment. The father grasped Austin’s head firmly as he forced all eleven inches of his monster cock down Austin’s accomplished throat. Chase was worried the redhead was drilling Austin far too hostilely, but Austin looked to be enjoying the forcefulness of the man. Chase ignored his protective instinct to pull the man off his brother.
Before long, the men were dumping for cum inside Austin. The father shoved his thick cock back into his pants and raced back into the club before his son could become suspicious. The redhead turned Austin around and pushed his semen-drenched member into Austin’s mouth so the boy could clean the monster. Three more men walked up. Austin took turns blowing two of them as the third fucked him. Chase couldn’t stand by any longer. Once the man fucking Austin finished, Chase cut in line and took his brother’s hole for the second time. For a few hours, man after man had their way with Austin and he wasn’t going to leave until he finished servicing every one of them.
Chase and Austin, covered in sweat and semen, pulled their clothes back on and returned to the car. They passed the front of the club where a number of the men hooted and hollered as the brothers walked by hand in hand.
“I… I don’t know what to say, little brother. I’ve… uh… never experienced anything like that. Never.”
“I just like to have fun. I think I get it from Dad.”
The two remained silent until they got back to the car.
“I’m serious, Chase. Mom left Dad because he was cheating on her. Like, all the time. With hundreds and hundreds of guys. He has this laptop where he has tons of videos with him and other men. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. But... there was something else.”
“What?”
“A journal he keeps. He’s been writing fantasies about having sex with us?”
“Us?”
“You, me, and Rod. Chase, the last journal entry was just a couple of weeks ago. He wants badly to have sex with the three of us. Look, I know I had to do a lot of manipulating to get you to open up. I know. But I also know you like having sex with dudes too. We need to convince Rod to join us. Can you fucking imagine?”
“Never gonna happen, Austin. I can’t see Rod going through with it.”
“What about you?”
“I don’t know.”
That was a lie though. It took everything Chase had in him to walk straight and not show that he was sporting an erection. The middle son couldn’t get the picture of his father and brothers all in the same bed together, doing legitimately nasty things together. And he didn’t want to stop thinking about it. He couldn’t picture it ever happening.
In the weeks that followed, Austin and Chase were fucking daily. Chase even went out on his own a couple of times for random encounters with guys. Austin had awakened sexual yearnings that Chase had tried to push deep down for years. He didn’t stop to consider what this meant for his relationship with Kelly. He was too busy fulfilling his filthiest sexual fantasies.
On Saturday afternoon, Kelly came home early from work to find Austin on the couch.
“Hey, Austin,” Kelly said. “You look like you just got back from a run. Is your brother around?”
“Ummm… yeah, he said he was going to run a few more laps. He should be home pretty soon.”
“Great, I’m going to jump in the shower and probably take a nap.”
She left the room, none the wiser that Chase was actually on the couch, his cock sunk deep inside his brother.
“That was close,” Chase whispered.
“And fucking hot,” Austin laughed. “Come on. She just gave us time for one more quick one!”
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Uncle Buck
Buck stared into his brother Beau’s eyes, looking for hate, anger, fear, judgment, or any of the other overt feelings that must have been coming over his older brother. Even before the incident with Austin in the public restroom, Buck decided he needed to talk to someone close to him about everything he was going through, but he knew he wouldn’t feel comfortable unless he came clean about everything. The cheating, the deceit, the amateur movies, the sex parties, and the journal. Yes, Buck would have felt he was only telling a half-truth if he wasn’t honest about every detail of what he was experiencing. He was at his breaking point. Buck knew there was only one person he could go to who wouldn’t turn him away but would call him out on any bullshit. That brought Buck to Beaus’ doorstep.
“Well?” Buck asked, hoping to elicit some response from his brother.
“Well, I… I’m trying to wrap my brain around all this. I may need some time. But the short of it is, I love you, little brother. That’s the most important thing.”
“Am I monster? Do you think—“
“Buck, you’re no monster. Look, you got married young. Before you really knew who you were. You got yourself stuck in a lousy corner, where you put everyone’s needs before your own.”
“For a time.”
“Yeah, but it still makes sense that you did what you did. Your sexuality is an impossible thing to keep bottled up. From the sounds of it, especially yours. I’m not going to say that you were fair to Barbara, but I don’t want you to beat yourself up over it either. Buck, you and Barbara raised three amazing young sons. Now you have a grandson. Instead of hating yourself, you need some perspective.
“Thanks, Beau. It means everything to be able to talk to someone about this.”
“Of course. But there’s something else. What is it?”
The garage fell silent for almost a minute. Buck stared at the floor, trying to find the words.
“Just say it, Buck. You’ve already, I don’t know, confessed so much.”
Buck looked up; the blood seemed to have left his face.
“I had sex with Austin.”
“Whoa.”
“I didn’t know it was him. I… I… but that doesn’t ultimately change anything. It’s all there in my journal. I wanted it. They weren’t fantasies. They were yearnings. Beau, I want… I’m sexually attracted to my boys. And I crossed the line with one of them. I told myself I would never actually do it and it happened. I feel like, and I’m just being honest, that I don’t know if I can live with what I’ve done. It’s like I’m some sort of depraved predator.”
“Buck, start from the beginning. What happened?”
And so Buck explained in great detail his Saturday runs, the stranger in the public restroom stall at Overland Park, the other men who frequented the pop-up sex den, the blowjobs, and then the fateful day when Buck fucked his youngest child. As Buck started, there was something off about Beau’s expression. He wasn’t horrified, and it didn’t seem to be just curiosity. Buck could see that his brother was aroused. Beau continued to shift in his chair, tugging at the enormous cock in his pants to try to get comfortable. If there was any subject which Buck considered himself an expert, it was understanding when a man was getting turned on. Buck’s outlook began to change.
All at once, Buck didn’t feel depraved about what he had done. His storytelling became more deliberate, more descriptive. His brother wanted a titillating tale, and Buck decided to give him one. With great detail, Buck shared the story of how he fucked his boy. How it felt to have his young tight hole sliding up and down his daddy’s eleven-inch cock. The taste of his boy’s lips, his tongue, each time they breathlessly kissed. The sensation of shooting his cum inside his boy, then tasting his boy’s salty seed. Then making out one last time, and eating their combined jizz dripping from their lips. At this point, Beau could barely hide his hard-on. He kept grasping it tightly. Buck could see the pressure was excruciating.
“Imagine it, Beau. After I emptied my nuts into my boy, he stepped out of the stall. His principal, one of our neighbors, and some other random men, all realized at that moment that I just fucked my own son. And they were too excited to get a piece of the action that they didn’t stop to say a word to me. They wanted my boy as bad as I did. And now, after finally sharing this story with you, I know I want to do it again. I want to fuck my son, Beau. I want to fuck all three of them.”
“That… that… was a hell of, uh, a story, Buck.”
“Wasn’t it though?”
Beau stood up, thoroughly unable to hide the fact he had a boner.
“I’m going to, uh, make us another drink. I think we both need one.
Buck just laughed to himself. Maybe he wasn’t the lewd piece of shit he’d been making himself out to be these last few weeks. Buck was attracted to his older brother from a very young age, but he never thought there was anything to be had between them. Now Buck figured that wasn’t so. Did Beau have something going on on the side? Was it as prolific as what Buck was doing? Buck thought not, or else he imagined his brother would have come clean while Buck was unloading his baggage.
Beau was a handsome statuesque man, with darker features than Buck. He was 6 foot 4, with broad shoulders and a defined body. Beau took his time to return. Buck lost himself in a daydream between him and his brother. He wondered how much solitude Ann gave Beau and if they would be interrupted out in the garage. After fifteen minutes, Beau finally returned with a bottle of Redbreast whiskey.
“I thought we could use something a little stronger.”
“That works. Everything cool? You were gone a long time. I can leave if—“
“No. No. I needed to… well, Buck, I guess I have a confession of my own.”
Beau filled his glass then took an enormous swig from the bottle.
“What is it? Beau?”
“I guess, you’re not the only one with… with a secret life.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
The door cracked open an inch, but Buck couldn’t make out who was at the door.
“Come in,” said Beau.
Beau’s son Dallas walked into the garage. Buck Masterson has been with a vast number of men, so it takes somebody special to take his breath away. Dallas was barefoot and wearing only two items of clothing, both of which fit snugly to his tanned, muscular frame: a clean white wife-beater and short boxers that, if they were any shorter, could be considered briefs. Dallas’s frame was full, punctuated by massive round shoulders. Every muscle on the boy was thick and well defined. The young man had earned his place on the college wrestling team. His torso was substantial, but his strong abs showed through his thin white shirt. Dallas’s legs were a pair of tree trunks, rippling with muscles. Then there was the boy’s crotch. His Under Armour was working overtime to hold his solid cock inside. If the kid got hard, Buck was confident his dick would immediately flop right outside of his struggling shorts. So, to be sure, Buck’s breath was taken away.
“Hey, Uncle Buck. Lookin’ good.”
“Hey. Likewise.”
Buck knew what was about to happen. The scent of lust permeated through the garage. Buck stood across from two of the sexiest men he’s ever seen in his life, and they were ready to fuck. Not another word was spoken between them. The three of them slowly undressed, admiring the view and becoming aroused entirely. Buck stood ten feet away from his brother, completely nude, methodically pulling on his eleven-inch erection. Dallas, the first to undress, mimicked his uncle. Beau followed suit. The three men studied one another, basked only in the soft golden light of Beau’s workbench, massaging their cocks, waiting for one of them to make the first move.
“Fuck it,” said Dallas, walking over to Buck.
Dallas placed his hand on his uncle’s shoulder, and Buck moved onto his knees. He was surprised by the brazenness of his nephew but turned on by not having to be the one in control of the entire situation. Dallas’s fat prick stared him in the face. Buck looked up and saw Dallas staring down with his eyebrows raised at him as if to ask, “What are you waiting for?”
“You may need to brace yourself, kid,” Buck growled.
As Beau stood to the side to watch the unfolding scenario, Buck went straight down on the boy’s fat cock, pressing his nose against Dallas’s well-trimmed pubic hair. Buck's mouth kept a tight hold of his nephew’s cock, massaging it with his warm throat. Buck grabbed hold of the boy’s calves.
“F-f-fuuu… ck-ckk…”
The boy could feel his legs going weak as his uncle maintained an unbelievably tight hold of his cock. Dallas leaned over slightly, looking for something to hold onto because he was worried he might fall over. Most guys he’s been with struggled to take his cock even halfway down their throats. He’s never had someone swallow his cock whole as effortlessly as his uncle. His eyes rolled back as his uncle’s mouth grasped his cock. Buck’s tongue motioned around the bottom of his thick shaft, causing Dallas’s knees to quiver as though they might both go out. He finally grabbed onto Buck’s shoulders to steady himself from the sheer intensity of his uncle’s mind-blowing cock-sucking abilities.
Buck pulled off of his nephew’s cock, slobber falling to his heaving mammoth chest. He smiled up at his nephew and gave him a slight smirk.
“I warned you, kiddo.”
In a flash, Buck moved back onto Dallas’s rod, sliding up and down on the enormous young wrestler’s meat with ease. Dallas grabbed the back of his uncle’s head tightly and began fucking the older man’s face with vigor. He knew Buck could take the punishment, so he wasn’t concerned about choking him. And Buck took him. He could tell the boy had something to prove. Buck has run into many guys who claimed he was too old to keep up with them. And he’s proven every last one of them wrong by, at the very least, fucking them so hard they walked away with a limp, sore jaw, or both. Usually, though, Buck had the dexterity to wipe these guys out by the time he finished with them. He planned to do the same for his cocky nephew.
“Oh fuck… Uncle Buck… goddamn… goddamn… your mouth is so fuckin’ hot!”
Like a machine, Buck just kept going, working the cock so sensationally that Dallas was worried he wouldn’t be able to take much more. Buck was confident the boy was getting close. He pulled his mouth off Dallas’s shaft and turned back to Beau, who was stroking his huge manhood.
“Come over here and share your boy’s seed with me,” Buck snarled to his brother.
Beau hurried over and knelt next to his brother. Buck, massaging Dallas’s dick, pointed it at Beau’s face. The father took the meaty head of his son’s cock in his mouth, but Beau could only swallow about five or six inches of the monster before gagging uncontrollably. Buck began sucking on the rest of Dallas’s dick, working the remaining shaft and teasing his bulging sack. From the moans coming from above the brothers, Dallas was undeniably enjoying having these two men worshipping his colossal tool. Buck wanted the boy to blow his load quickly and knew he’d have to take the matter into his own hands. Buck pulled Dallas’s cock from Beau’s mouth and went all the way down on it again. With each stroke, Buck’s tongue circled wildly around his nephew’s thick rod, like only an expert cocksucker was able. Dallas’s entire body began trembling.
“Ohhh… f-fuck… Uncle Buck… I’m… I’m…”
Removing his mouth from his nephew’s pulsating cock, Buck gave Beau’s cock a few vigorous strokes. Beau planted his mouth upon his son’s cockhead, teasing it with his tongue. Buck joined in, making sure his tongue made contact his brother’s. The feeling was electric. Buck and Beau began making out as they took turns giving just the right amount of attention to Dallas’s dick. As their tongues danced against each other, the brother’s mouths filled with Dallas’s salty cum. It didn’t end there though. Dallas’s juices gushed across their faces, allowing the men to lap it up as they passionately kissed one another. Dallas pushed his cock between their lips so they could clean off his leaking cock. They did so enthusiastically. Dallas grabbed both men by the tops of their heads and moved his hips back and forth in a fucking motion, letting his father and uncle eat up any last droplets of DNA.
“Shit, Uncle Buck… you need to come over more often! I’ve never had my cock sucked like that.”
The disappointment on Beau’s face was unmistakable.
“Don’t worry, big brother,” Buck said. “I can show you how to take your boy all the down. The little slut’ll be clawing at your bedroom door for you to go down on him every fucking night.”
“Fuck yeah,” Beau said. “I’m down for lessons whenever you’re free.”
Buck began to stand up and pulled Beau up with him. Then he got in Dallas’s face and planted a soft kiss on his nephew’s lips. He reached down and took Dallas’s half erect cock in his hand. It was slick with cum and saliva.
“It’s not easy taking a big cock, boy,” Buck said. “Don’t take that for granted.”
Dallas placed his hand around Buck’s erect cock, stroking the length of it.
“Yeah? I’ll bet I could take you without gagging once.”
“We’ll have to see about that later. But I didn’t mean your mouth. Turn around.”
Buck turned Dallas around and knelt behind him. Buck spread his the boy’s muscular ass cheeks wide and admired the boy’s sphincter. He blew against it and watched it retract.
“I’ve… never, uh, been fucked.”
“Well, that’s about to change,” Buck said dryly. “I want you to suck your father off while I eat you out. Lt’s see you put those amazing cocksucking skills to use, boy.”
The father of three sunk his tongue into his nephew’s cherry hole, pressing it in deep. Dallas was not expecting the pressure Buck applied, and he leaned forward and grasped his father’s thighs tightly, his face coming right down to Beau’s bobbing cock. Beau took the back of his boy’s head and pressed his cock against his son’s lips. Dallas opened his mouth and Beau pushed forward hard. The boy was adept at sucking cock, one of his father’s favorite attributes, and the cock slid balls deep across Dallas’s thankful tongue. Dallas held onto his father tightly, sucking the cock that was penetrating his throat with a newfound urgency, as Buck devoured the boy’s quivering sweet pink hole.
In his mind, Buck never expected that this was how the night would play out with his brother. And Beau never suspected that his little brother was gay. With the intensity on display by his father and uncle, Dallas questioned whether he was prepared to keep both of them sexually satisfied. But Buck was happy it would, Beau was delighted Buck was, and Dallas was determined to do his best.
If not for the enormous cock stuffed in his face, Dallas would have been bellowing in ecstasy from his uncle’s otherworldly rim-job. It felt as though Buck’s tongue was burrowing impossibly deep inside him. He’d pull it out, then spit on Dallas’s hole, letting the warm saliva drip down the boy’s muscular legs. Buck pressed a finger in, sometimes two, quickly and deep, causing an instant sensual pain, before the tongue was buried deep inside his nephew again. Buck made small biting motions around the boy’s tender dripping hole; the sensation of Buck’s five o’clock shadow was penetratingly erotic to Dallas. Buck knew it was driving the boy over the edge as he was well aware how to use his face just as effectively as his other tools. The uncle grabbed hold of his nephew’s cock, giving it a few strokes to milk the boy of a few thick strands of salty pre-cum.
“I think he likes this,” Buck said to Beau, who kept jamming his cock down his son’s throat.
“Mmmmm… ungh… I can tell… ungh…” Beau laughed.
It was time for the moment of truth: popping Dallas’s cherry. Buck stood up and pressed his pulsating cock against Dallas’s dripping asshole. He pushed it in slowly. Further. Even Further. Dallas winced but kept devouring his father’s cock. Buck knew the boy was trying to concentrate on anything but the pain that was about to race through his body. Dallas was holding tight onto his father’s brawny thighs again, bracing himself. Buck pushed more; his eleven-inch cock was halfway into his nephew. Buck looked up and saw his older brother marveling at him. He seemed to want to see his boy’s asshole invaded as much as Buck wanted to plow his nephew. Buck pushed again, still going slowly. He began pulling out, then in, methodically fucking the young man whose mouth was being battered by his father.
“Relax… just… mmmmmm… relax, Dallas,” Buck said. “This’ll be easier… ungh… if you just… relax.”
Beau pulled his cock from his boy’s mouth, and Dallas let out a guttural yell. Beau pulled the boy up to his level and began making out with him as Buck continued fucking him slowly.
“You can do it, Son,” Beau whispered. “Push back… let him all the way in.”
Though it was a struggle, Buck gradually fucked the young wrestler faster. Dallas winced, but the pain was subsiding. He kissed his father lustfully, their tongues danced against each other with a passion they’d never experienced in their previous hedonistic encounters. Beau often left his son’s bedroom uneasy about what they were doing. He felt it was something to be regretted, but after talking to Buck, he knew he’d put too much weight on his shoulders. Now he realized that he and his teenage son were merely exploring their sexuality. With every passing moment, Beau felt less inhibited. In fact, he was ready to express a filthiness he’d never before considered.
“Fuck him, Buck… he can take it. Can’t you? My son, the slut.”
Beau pulled his boy down onto his cock again as Buck amped up the power of his furious thrusts. Buck took hold of his nephew’s hips and began ramming his cock inside him to the hilt. Not to be outdone, Beau demonstrated the same enthusiasm as he fucked his son’s mouth. After a couple more blows into Dallas’s beleaguered tongue, Beau exploded inside into his boy’s mouth, though much of it poured out as Dallas began coughing it out onto his father’s cock. Beau pulled out of his boy, spraying the rest of his semen across the boy’s sweat covered face.
“God, you’ve never looked so fucking sexy to me,” Beau said.
Dallas, with cum dripping from his mouth and down his face, stared his father in the eyes. He knew something had changed between him and his father. Before he had a chance to consider it, Dallas gritted his teeth hard. It took everything he had to keep from hollering from the all-consuming fucking his uncle was unleashing. With each firm thrust, more cum dripped from the boy’s face.
“Let’s not waste any more of that,” Beau said, looking his boy in the eyes.
The father took a long slow lap across his son’s face, pulling back to reveal a thick gob of cum. Dallas pushed his face forward to kiss his father, taking the cum into his mouth and eagerly swallowing it down. He opened his mouth wide to let his father know he wanted to be fed more. Beau took another large mouthful of jizz to satisfy his son’s hunger while they made out. As Buck continued pummeling his nephew forcefully, Beau fed the boy every ounce of cum that dripped down his face.
“Fuck, boy… you’re taking it like a pro,” Beau said. “You’re making me so proud. And fucking hard.”
“I think he really likes my cock inside of him,” Buck snarled. “Don’t you, kid?”
Buck pulled all the way out of Dallas, then jammed his cock all the way back in. Dallas felt like he just got a punch to the gut, letting out a gasp for air.
“Don’t you, kid?”
“F-fuck… yeah… I fucking… love it.”
“Thought so.”
It was exciting for Beau to watch on as his brother dominated his boy. The two of them have been having sex for about six months, but it was Dallas who was always in control. Things started between them when Dallas caught his father watching him have sex with a former high school classmate. Dallas was more embarrassed than anything the first time he saw Beau watching him. When it happened two more times, Dallas realized that his father was a little more than curious about what goes on between him and his tricks.
A week later, Dallas asked his father to see the latest Star Wars film. Beau wasn’t aware that Dallas knew he was spying on the boy. A few minutes after the movie started, Dallas leaned over to his father and whispered in his ear.
“I know you’ve been watching me, Dad.”
Dallas took his father’s hand and placed it on his lap, revealing his large erect dick. Beau couldn’t believe Dallas’s forwardness. He also couldn’t believe he didn’t pull away. It probably helped that they were in the dark and the film’s soundtrack was drowning out the heaving breathing. Beau clamped down on his son’s cock. It was warm and felt just as enormous as his own. Dallas unzipped his shorts and pulled his thick cock from its restraints. The father and son exchanged a glance.
“Take it,” Dallas said.
As nervous as he was, Beau took the boy’s cock and began slowly massaging it. With little care for the audience around them, all of who were transfixed on the film, Beau started jacking his son off. The two locked in a gaze. Dallas bit his bottom lip, clearly enjoying his father’s hand. The boy pulled up his t-shirt to reveal his muscular stomach to his father. After a few minutes of this, Dallas grabbed the arm posts. Beau could tell his son was getting close to cumming and began to stroke the boy with a more deliberate pace. With their eyes still locked on one another, Beau could feel his hand become warm and wet. Dallas finally closed his eyes, biting down on his lip again. Beau continued stroking as his hand became drenched with his son’s hot seed.
“Ungh… feed it to me…” Dallas said.
Just watching his son lick his cum drenched fingers, Beau thought his cock was going to burst from his pants. He squeezed more of his son’s milk from his cock and fed it to him. Once there was no more semen to be had, Dallas placed his cock back into his shorts and pulled his shirt back down.
“Come on,” Dallas said. “Let’s go home and have some real fun.”
The father and son initiated their sexual relationship that day, the son always calling the shots and the father becoming an obedient slave. After two decades of making every household decision, Beau was happy to be in a submissive role finally. He fell into it quite comfortably, allowing his boy to take complete control of their lovemaking. But Beau began to resent his son, feeling in the last few weeks as though his boy was demeaning him. Still, he wasn’t ready to give up on their sordid sexual rendezvous. As much as Beau enjoyed getting dominated by his boy, he began to yearn for the occasion he’d dominate his son. That day was today.
As Buck pummeled his son, Beau gave the boy one more kiss, drunk on the taste of the cum he just sprayed down his son’s gullet. He nuzzled the back of his son’s head, the sweat dripping down their foreheads.
“I love you, Son,” Beau whispered.
With just a glance from his brother, Buck knew what Beau wanted, and removed his fuck stick from Dallas. Beau stood up and got behind his son, readying his cock for his son’s young hole. Buck had left it wet and enflamed from their arduous fucking. Beau placed his hands on his son’s sweaty back and began to massage the boy’s frame, taking in every muscle on his beautifully toned body. Beau loved his son and what had grown between them. And he was attracted to the boy, whose rippled body was a testament to his active lifestyle. Beau nudged his cock against his son’s sphincter, pushing in only the tip of his fat cockhead.
“You want it, Son?”
“Yes.”
“What do you want? Tell me!”
“I want you to fuck me! Fuck me, Dad! ARRRRGGGGHHHH”
Quicker than Dallas expected, Beau forced his cock balls deep into his son’s asshole. Buck moved around to face Dallas, his thick cock in hand, and waited for Dallas to take it in his mouth. Dallas didn’t hesitate. As his father fervently plowed him from behind, he let his uncle fuck his mouth with equal zeal. Buck held firm onto his nephew’s face, still sticky perspiration and Beau’s cum. Buck stared at his brother, whose torso was moving back and forth rhythmically as he fucked his son. It was impossible for Buck not to be mesmerized by his brother’s stunning body, covered in well-defined muscles and glimmering with the satisfaction of their lovemaking. Like Buck, Beau had the frame of a man half his age. Buck looked down to find his nephew struggling to take his entire cock.
“Come on, boy… work that cock… take it all the way down. Don’t make me force it down your throat!”
There was little doubt in Dallas’s mind that his uncle was serious. He moved his face forward and worked to swallow Buck’s cock almost to the base. Buck gasped, surprised that his nephew was able to push himself to take most of his cock in one fail swoop. Buck started moving his hips back and forth, and his nephew kept up with the near-unfair pace. Buck looked back at his brother, who was putting everything into fucking his handsome son. Beau gave a glance to his brother and mouthed “thank you.” Buck, his body glistening from his workout, moved his hands behind his head to flex for his brother while his nephew gobbled down his enormous dick. Beau, with one hand clasped to his son’s waist, moved his hands across his heaving chest, running down across his eight pack. Buck liked what he saw. He wondered how soon he’d be able to sink his cock inside his brother.
“You like that, Son? Take your daddy’s cock! Come… back into my cock, son! Do it, Dallas! Take your daddy’s cock all the way!”
Deciding he wanted a better shot at his boy’s asshole, Beau pulled out of Dallas and guided him over to his work chair. The father sat down, pulling the boy onto his lap. Dallas slid down his father’s pole, and Beau continued his animalistic fucking. The slapping of their bodies became so thunderous; Buck wondered if Ann might hear the three of them from in the house. It didn’t appear to Buck that neither his brother nor his nephew gave a shit.
“Ffffffuuuuuckkk! Work my cock, Dallas… bob up and down on it… fuck… fuck! Just like that! Oh… oh… just like that! Work Daddy’s cock!!!”
“You like that, Daddy? Yeah, you like that? You like your son squeezing down on your fat cock! Ungh… you’re so fucking big, Daddy!!!”
As soon as Buck moved over to Beau, his brother grabbed for Buck’s cock, giving it a couple of pulls before taking it in his mouth. Though Buck had his cock polished by Dallas, Beau could still taste his son’s asshole on the thick meat. Buck grabbed a bunch of his brother’s drenched hair to guide Beau all the down his cock. Though Beau couldn’t make it all the way down the shaft, Buck didn’t think his brother was half bad at cocksucking. Especially since he assumed up until about an hour ago that his brother was straight. As Buck fucked his brother’s face, he wondered what stories Beau might eventually reveal about his own liaisons. Buck has had so many anonymous encounters, whether they were at glory holes or darkened rooms in sex clubs, that he began to wonder if he and Beau had ever actually been together. Buck’s cock got even harder at the realization of that possibility.
Though Dallas was sure he’d never let another man fuck him when he walked into the garage that evening, he was so turned on by the fact his father’s cock was barreling in and out of him. He leaned back against Beau’s muscular chest, turning to find his father’s mouth being invaded by his uncle’s enormous cock. Beau reached around and began stroking Dallas’s cock as he fucked him, sending Dallas into a fit of pure euphoria.
“Oh God… Daddy… f-fuck… ungh… ungh… gonna cum!”
With the boy’s cum oozing down Beau’s fist and forearm, just as it did the first time he touched his firstborn in the movie theater, Beau continued fucking his son feverishly. Dallas grabbed his father’s hand and used it to wipe up his jizz, then brought his cum-drenched fingers up to his mouth and cleaned them off. Buck, who longed more than anything to fuck his boys, couldn’t hold out anymore as the father/son action played out in front of him. Like a sprinkler that hadn’t been turned on for months and months, Buck sprayed his load across his brother’s gratified face and across his nephew’s backside. Beau’s mouth was wide open in an attempt to catch as much of this brother’s goo as humanly possible. Buck went ahead and shoved his leaking cock inside Beau’s hungry mouth.
“Goddamn, Beau,” Buck laughed. “You fucking love cum, don’t you?”
Beau took his mouth off Buck’s cock and opened his mouth wide, revealing not a drop of buck’s seed inside. Dallas was frantically bouncing up and down on his father’s shaft, loving the sensation but feeling worn out from being fucked by two men with the biggest cocks he’s ever seen. He was thankful for the moaning coming from behind him, telling him his father was ready to blow.
“Son… oh God… Son… thank you… fucking… OHHHHHH!!!”
The athletic father kept pumping his cock into his son as his cum drained from his nutsack. Buck and Dallas kissed wildly before Beau finally released his dick from his son’s burdened asshole. Beau pulled his boy back against him and made out with both him and his brother. The three enjoyed the tastes and scents of their forbidden sexual act and they might have been ready to go another round or two before a knock came at the door.
“Beau? Is Dallas in there with you?” called Ann from outside the garage.
“Yes, honey,” Beau answered. “We were just talking sports. I guess we lost track of time.”
“Okay, well I just wanted to say goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” the three men said in unison.
“All I have to do is bring up sports and she heads in the other direction,” laughed Beau.
The three men put their clothes on and made plans to come to Buck’s home over the weekend, where there would be no concern about being caught in the act.
“Hope I wasn’t too rough on you, kiddo,” said Buck to Dallas.
“I’ll live,” Dallas smiled.
Dallas limped straight to his bedroom and grabbed his phone. He started and deleted a text seven times before finally hitting send.
“I got my cherry popped.” read the text.
“What?!? Srsly? Congrats. Who did it?” read the return text.
“Someone you know.”
The following morning Austin woke up early to talk to Chase. Chase was in the kitchen by himself, having breakfast.
“Whoa, we can’t. Kelly is going to be down here any minute.”
“That’s not why I’m here. Read this.”
Austin handed his phone to Chase and Chase began to scroll through the series of text messages from their cousin. The look on Chase’s face was one of disbelief.
“Is this…?”
“You know it is.”
“Holy shit.”
“We need to talk to Rod.”
Austin had a plan.
PK DX(( c c c tmp_6c9def99839e43a0be426c9cce6aa97c_GpJiSH.ch.fixed.fc.tidied.stylehacked.xfixed.sc_split_007.htmlChapter 4
Barbara Masterson’s Worst Fear
After nine months, Barbara Masterson put her anger beside her. It wasn’t easy. She knew she would never be able to forget the things she discovered about her husband, the videos she watched, or the journal entries. But she knew if she was going to move on, really move on, she was going to have to find peace between her and her troubled former husband.
Yet some memories began to gnaw at her. It wasn’t just her discovery of her husband’s dalliances. Like the time Buck was cleaning the pool late in the summer and she found a fifteen-year-old Rod staring at her father for what seemed like an unnatural amount of time. Not unnatural, just unusual. Or when Chase was eight and insisted on the entire car ride home from school that he had the most handsome father in the neighborhood. She remembers thinking it was perverse at the time. Or at least it was unusual. Once after dinner, Austin wouldn’t stop feeling his daddy’s big muscles. He was just six at the time. Barbara thought it was odd that she hadn’t thought about that depraved incident for well over a decade. Not depraved. It was unusual.
Her sons couldn’t be attracted to their father, could they? No, she was letting what happened between her and Buck get the best of her. Barbara was ready to get on with her life, and that’s precisely what she would do.
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After the encounter with Beau and Dallas, Buck had an entirely new outlook. He knew that incest would always be looked down by society, but he suddenly felt like he wasn’t alone on an island. He knew that, if the adults were consenting, then it was their business and nobody else’s. The confusion he had about what happened between him and Austin was a mixture of hurt and anger that his son would put him in such a difficult position. But now he realized that his son was taking the step Buck wasn’t willing to take himself. Buck knew he wanted to fuck his boy again. For the last few nights, he’s fallen asleep with a boner, thinking about his youngest sliding up and down his cock again.
“You still mad?” Austin texted his father on Saturday morning before his run.
“No. Was just feeling a little mixed up.”
“And now?”
Buck knew Austin was testing the water. His cock swelled quickly as he scooted up in bed. Was he ready to tell his son how he felt? Could he leap into something in which he could not un-leap? The father of three sat there in bed and tugged at his stiffened meat. He knew what he wanted. His phone pinged again.
“I want you inside me again.”
“Me too.”
“Can we meet tonight? I know a place.”
Buck didn’t pause this time.
“Yes.”
Less than a minute later, Austin sent Buck the address of the Papillon, a hotel about fifteen miles from the house. Buck knew the area. It was on the same street where Barbara found him outside with the men he had just spent the evening fucking. “How poetic,” he thought. Buck was happy Austin didn’t suggest coming to the house. He was still worried that Barbara could pop by unannounced and bring his life crumbling down, leaving him crushed beneath his secrets. While he hoped she had, he didn’t know if his ex-wife had moved on; it would still be months before he knew better.
This was all new territory and Buck didn’t know what to expect. The only thing he felt was anticipation. He was eager to explore every muscle of his son’s smooth firm body. This time he would be able to look Austin in the eyes as he plundered the boy’s active hole. Buck wanted to see his son struggle to take the fat cock that made him when it squeezes all the way inside his moist cavern. Austin had an appetite for cum, and Buck was hankering to dump another load down his son’s throat and watch him guzzle it down as it dripped down his stunning face. The more obscene the image, the hornier Buck got. It started to feel as though the minutes were stretching along at an impossibly ponderous rate. Buck tried to lie down for a nap to pass the time, but his mind declined to stop racing. He considered pounding one out, but he wanted to save every drop of cum he had for his deviant child, who he knew was a cum pig like his old man.
The plan was to meet at 8 p.m., so Buck drew a bath at six to give himself the time he needed to cleanse each crevasse of his body, which he imagined his son’s tongue would be soon exploring. He was able to finally start relaxing as the warm lavender infused water covered his body. Images of his son, submitting to him in all forms of nasty ways, filled Buck’s imagination. If he wasn’t already erect, these fantasies did the trick. In the short time since he received his son’s text, Buck began putting together devious sexual plans for him and Austin. But his mind soon wandered to his other boys. Buck wanted to see his straight-laced boys in their all-together, but he didn’t believe he’d ever get the opportunity. Depending on how the night went with Austin, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to see if Austin was aware of Chase and Rod having similarly flexible sexual tastes.
A luxurious bath was just what Buck needed as he felt significantly calmer stepping out of his tub. He dried off and began his typical beauty regimen for such a night. He plucked any stray hairs from his nipples, his ears, and nose. Buck hated getting older and this always made him feel like he was, even though the image staring back at him in the mirror was one of a man with a magnificent figure and very few wrinkles. After momentarily feeling sorry for himself, Buck continued but chose not to shave. He knew how good it felt being eaten out by a man with a five-o’clock shadow.
Once he was ready to dress, Buck pulled on a simple black polo, gray slacks, and pair of black dress shoes. The shirt and slacks were fitted, tastefully showing off Buck’s assets: his big biceps, his firm ass, his slender waist, his tree trunk thighs, his mammoth chest, and his perfect V-shape. He stepped to the full-length mirror in his bedroom and smiled. He was impressed with the reflection.
It was 7:27 p.m. Buck knew he’d arrive a few minutes early, but he figured he’d wait in his car until it was time to head to Austin’s room at the Papillon. Buck drove to the hotel, passing Murray’s Self-Storage, where he used to keep his secrets. The further he got away from it the more he resented the life he led. He loved his boys, but Buck sometimes felt he gave more than life returned. It bothered him that he was reflecting on so much of his baggage today. He assumed it was because of the enormity of what was about to happen: he was going to fuck his son.
Buck parked at 7:52 p.m. He didn’t want to arrive early because he imagined that his son was going through a similar primping process and Buck didn’t want to intrude. Another six unbearably worthless minutes were spent trying to will his cock to soften.
7:58 p.m.
Now it was time to skedaddle. Buck hurried through the lobby of the Papillon and straight up to the seventh floor. The butterflies fluttered the moment the elevator doors opened and he realized he was, at most, one hundred steps from the night of his life. Buck could feel his neck growing warm. He hadn’t been this nervous about a sexual encounter since Blake Hart. Buck stood in front of the door and swallowed hard. Should it be a forceful knock? No, something less anxious. Buck knocked three times. He stood in silence before he heard a scuttling to the door. The door handle clicked.
8:01 p.m.
“Daddy! You look good enough to eat.”
Normally, Buck exuded confidence when he found himself in such a scenario, but he was a little less so on this night. Austin looked stunning wearing nothing but a towel that hung low on his hips, his muscular frame on display and his thick rod tracing its way through the hotel towel.
“Son.”
Austin leaned in and started making out with Buck right there in the doorway. He grabbed for his father’s cock and found it was rock hard. The two of them started making out. Both were equally ready to fuck right there in the hallway, and neither considered the indecency of what was unfolding for anyone passing to see.
“Mmmmmm… you’re so fuckin’ hot daddy.”
The action was interrupted by a gasp. Startled, Buck and Austin stopped their French lesson to find an elderly couple making their way past the soon to be an obscene father-son act.
“So sorry,” Austin said to the couple. “I haven’t seen my daddy in months!”
Austin pulled Buck into the hotel room where they both began laughing.
“I think we just took a year off their lives,” Austin laughed.
Buck pulled Austin’s towel off and let it drop to the floor, taking his son’s warm erect cock in his hand. He stared into his son’s eyes and slowly stroked the thick penis.
“I didn’t realize I raised such a bad boy.”
“Mmmmm… didn’t you?”
Since there was no reason to delay things any longer, Buck got on his knees and took Austin’s cock in his mouth in the hallway of the hotel room. The young man, taken aback by the force of his father’s cocksucking, fell back against the wall and put his hands behind his head to let his father show off his considerable skills. Buck looked up at the young Adonis his son had grown into, admiring the mass of muscles that made their way up to the young man’s face. Buck pulled all the way off Austin’s shaft and teased his boy’s cockhead by letting it slide across his wet lips. Buck moved his tongue below his son’s thick member, allowing it to slither below the base down to the boy’s balls. Austin’s whole body trembled in utter pleasure.
“Mmmmm… shit… nobody sucks dick like you, Daddy.”
Austin looked down at his father, his thick cock resting on Buck’s face as their eyes met. The obscene vision of his massive tool, covered in his father’s saliva, slipping from side to side across his dad’s handsome face as Buck stuffed Austin’s nutsack into his mouth. The boy has patiently waited for this moment since the first time he touched himself intimately.
With precum beginning to leak across his face, Buck took his son’s cock down his throat again. Austin grabbed this side of his father’s head with both hands and began stuffing his face aggressively full of cock. Austin’s balls slapped against Buck’s chin with each forceful pump; the slaps echoed through the hotel room. Even with all of the noise they were making, a creaking coming from around the corner distracted Buck. He pulled his mouth off Austin’s meat, streams of saliva and pre-cum stretched from the cockhead to Buck’s reddened lips.
“Did you hear something?” Buck asked.
“I did.”
“Son… are we alone?”
“No. But I never said we were.”
Feeling disoriented by whatever was happening, Buck stood up to investigate. He was aroused by the taste of his boy’s cock in his mouth but was bewildered that his son was willing to draw him into another one of his charades. Buck stepped down the hall that led into the hotel room to find, lying on the California King, his two other sons stroking their enormous cocks as they stared at their handsome, and very shocked, father.
“Chase… Rod...?”
“Hey, Dad,” Rod said.
“We’ve been waiting for you,” Chase added.
Astonishment crossed the father of three’s face. He followed up a double take towards Austin with a third. His two athletic sons moved out of bed and made their way toward him, their long cocks bobbing side from side. Buck was often a man of few words, but now he was just speechless. Time felt as though it screeched to a halt. He had never seen his adult sons in the nude, and he struggled to soak in both sons’ rippled bodies. While Austin was a mass of muscles like his father, Rod and Chase were more on the powerful yet lean side. Their bodies gleamed in the soft light of the hotel room, every muscle flexed as they made their way closer to their father. His boys had taken after him when it came to taking care of their bodies, but Buck wasn’t expecting all three of his boys to be as impressively cut as they were.
“I wasn’t… anticipating…” Buck stammered.
“Of course not,” said Austin, from behind.
The youngest Masterson pulled Buck’s shirt up, and his father raised his thick arms above his head to let him. Rod went for Buck’s belt buckle, which he unfastened quickly. Chase, realizing his brothers had their father’s wardrobe taken care of, went in for a kiss. Buck pulled his middle son in close and began making out with him. Rod knelt down to pull Buck’s snug pants down around his massive thighs, and Austin slowly took pulled off his shorts. Buck slipped out of his shoes, allowing Rod and Austin to remove the rest of their father’s clothing. Now, all four of the Masterson men were as nude as the day they were born.
Though he was slightly intimidated by its considerable girth, Rod stared down his father’s monstrous cock before opening his mouth to let it sink down his gullet. Buck cupped the back of his eldest son’s head to guide him thoroughly down the length of his meat. It struck him within a few strokes that his son had sucked cock before. And not just any cock. He must have gone down on some big guys because he was deftly swallowing Buck’s gargantuan tool, which did not come handily for many men. And certainly not their mother. Still making out with his middle son, Buck had to pull away from Chase’s mouth to look down at Rod. He wanted to see his entire shaft disappear inside the boy’s mouth.
“Fuck… where’d you learn to suck cock like that?”
Rod looked up at his astonished father and didn’t say a thing. He just wrapped his hand around the wet cock to stroke it slowly. Then, just as easily as he’d taken Buck’s shaft, he swallowed Chase’s whole. Again, Buck was shocked by his boy’s knack for swallowing cock. Buck never expected for this night to turn out this way, and the thought of being sexually gratified by his boys was something he assumed would always be reserved for his overstuffed journal.
After he was through massaging his father’s muscular asscheeks, Austin spread them apart and submerged his tongue inside, forcing it into the tight hole. Buck and Chase continued making out, allowing Rod to move back and forth between their cocks and slicken them both with his saliva. As each of his boy’s worshiped their father, their hands explored his strapping frame as small beads of sweat rolled down his firm muscles.
This was everything Buck ever wanted and he was going to savor each moment.
Loving the treatment his asshole was receiving, Buck spread his legs wider to grant Austin more access to his hole and the boy dove right in, getting off on his father’s delicious hole. He would go in for two or three long laps against Buck’s asshole, punctuated by several quick stabs of his tongue. Chase got on his knees to take turns sucking off his father with Rod. It was clear to Buck that his two boys had different cocksucking techniques, but were both perfectly adept. Buck pulled out of Chase’s mouth and positioned his meat between both boys’ lips. Now in a position to fuck their mouths simultaneously, Buck began moving his pelvis in a fucking motion as the young men pressed their mouths hard against each side of their father’s gargantuan member. Buck got a firm grip on the back of their heads as he fucked their mouths forcefully. The rush of doing this and getting the rimming of his life was making it difficult to keep from cumming. He pulled back and let out a guttural laugh.
“Boys… boys… whew… that was close. Come over to the bed.”
Entirely in his element, Buck positioned his three sons on the bed, side by side on their backs. He stood at the edge, with Rod closest to him, Chase in the middle, and Austin at the end. He was thoroughly aroused just looking at the three strapping young men in the buff, and there was no stopping the precum from leaking from his cock. With his index finger, he scooped some of the juices that dripped from his head and placed his finger a few inches from Rod’s mouth. The oldest boy opened wide, waiting for the droplets to hit his tongue. As soon as they did, he swallowed them down. Buck kissed Rod then stuck his finger in his son’s mouth to feed the rest of the precum to his hungry kid.
“Now get your legs up,” Buck commanded.
Lifting his thick legs up, Rod was excited about what would come next. Buck got onto the bed and dove between his boy’s asscheeks, stirring his tongue rabidly inside his son. Rod began thrashing around on the bed, not at all prepared for his father’s amazing gift. Rod rested his legs over his father’s enormous shoulders. Rod was calling out his father’s name in pleasure, caring little if he could be heard in any of the adjacent rooms. He was enjoying the riding he was getting on Buck’s incredible tongue.
While their father went down on their brother, Austin knelt on the bed and fed his cock to Chase. Since Austin and Chase have been sleeping together recently, something symbiotic had manifested between them. Even as Austin drilled his brother’s mouth, Chase took his cock like no other man with whom Austin had coupled. After dozens of encounters, Chase had a solid feel for what Austin desired from a lover, what made him squeal in ecstasy, and what caused him to burst. For Austin, Chase has become his perfect lover. Austin fell to Chase’s side and gripped his brother’s cock then took it into his mouth. If Chase’s throat weren’t stuffed with dick, a grin would have certainly formed across his face.
As Buck continued his assault on his oldest son’s asshole, he concentrated on the sounds echoing through their hotel room. Rod, rustling around on the bed, gasping with every puncture of Buck’s tongue, and moaning “Dad!” every few laps. Although Rod’s stout thigh obstructed Buck’s view, he could hear the familiar sounds of two cocks being concurrently deep throated. Buck’s only regret is that he didn’t have the foresight to record this encounter, the one he’s written volumes about these past six years since he first began his first journal. A journal which burst with sexual fantasies about each of his boys and was instrumental in ending a marriage. That fucking journal.
Moving up from Rod’s quivering asshole, took his boy’s balls into his mouth. Rod stared down at his father, beyond his heaving chest and his cock, which flopped to the right, and watched his father feasting on his full ballsack. As much as he was enjoying himself, Rod was the reluctant holdout in this forgy. While he was more attracted to men than he ever admitted to his brothers, and frequently jacked off to memories of flip-flop fucking with Austin and Chase during the later months of Tracey’s pregnancy, Rod planned to restrain himself for the sake of his family. However, when his brothers confronted him a week ago to confess what they’ve been doing together and to spill the beans about Buck’s encounter with Beau and Dallas, Rod was intrigued. So intrigued, within minutes he was feeding his cock to both of his brothers and wondering why this act had brought him so much regret in the past. It occurred to Rod, as his brothers took turns devouring his fuck stick, which the Masterson Men were merely wired differently than families. They each had a powerful sexual drive that needed regular relief, and they didn’t feel the least bit depraved seeking out their own family members to satiate themselves. The timing was right for this to happen. Two hours before Rod met his brothers at Chase and Kelly’s apartment, Tracey informed Rod that she was pregnant for the second time. It hadn’t sunk in the way his father’s tongue sunk into his thankful asshole.
Concerned his son was about to cum, Buck pulled his mouth of Rod’s cock and moved across the bed to get a shot at consuming Chase’s hole. Austin’s mouth was still bobbing up and down on his brother’s dick, but Buck had the room he needed. Chase felt his father’s strong hands spread his asscheeks apart, so he repositioned himself to grant his father better access. Chase was looking to have his hole plundered by the man who had his brother howling in delight a few minutes before. Rod moved over to where Chase was blowing Austin and removed the youngest brother’s cock from Chase’s mouth and replaced it with his own. Thinking he couldn’t hold out much longer, Rod began fucking Chase’s face quickly. This would not have proven difficult for Chase normally, but he was also squirming around since his father’s tongue was buried deep inside him. The sweat dripped down Rod’s body as he felt his balls filling up with cum.
“Oh… Oh fuck… I c-can’t… hold it… ungh… anymo—“
Rod pulled his enflamed cock out of his brother’s mouth and began stroking it furiously before it erupted all over the participants of the lewd quartet. Streams of Rod’s jizz shot across their hungry faces, all of the eager to lap up the first warm salty gift of what would be the first of their long evening. Rod leaned against the headboard, breathing heavily as his body glistened from the workout. He took his sticky cock and began slowly massaging the beast. Buck climbed over his boys and went straight for Rod’s half flaccid cock to drink any remaining juices that dripped from it. The four men tumbled around on the enormous bed, pulling on each other’s cocks as they made out and finished any remnants of Rod’s semen.
“Come over here little brother,” Rod said, pulling Austin on top of him and slapping his hard cock against the young’s man’s smooth muscular ass. “This is what you’ve been waiting for, right? Tell me!”
“Fuck yeah, I have! I want you to fuck me hard, Rod!”
Grabbing Austin by the shoulders, Rob pushed his baby brother down hard onto his large fuck stick. Austin’s eyes rolled back along with his head. For a moment, Rod was worried he’d gone too far with his kid brother. That is until a bright smile crossed Austin’s face. Though having his brother’s enormous cock forced into his hole pained him, it’s been a long time coming. Austin moved his body forward and grabbed hold of his brother’s thick pecs to steady himself.
“Go for it, Rod! Fuck me!”
Rod pulled Austin down to his level and kissed him, not sure if he was still tasting some of his load on his brother’s lips. Straight away, Rod began pumping his cock into Austin’s hole as he wrapped his Herculean arms around Austin tightly. As much as it bothered him, Rod knew Austin was the lay of his life. The sexual chemistry between the brothers was unlike anything he’s ever had. Rod tried to deny it before this evening, but that was behind him. He was here to abandon any fears about his sexual tastes and finally take what he wanted. And what did Rod Masterson want more than anything? To have his kid brother struggle to bounce furiously up and down his thick shaft before it exploded in appreciation.
While two of his sons fucked passionately just inches away, Buck began fucking Chase’s mouth. Buck steadied himself against the headboard, grabbing the back of Chase’s head to push it all the way down the length of his shaft. Knowing he was ready to fuck his second son, Buck leaned over his Chase’s body, jamming three fingers inside the boy’s hole, all the way down to the knuckles. Tears streamed down the side of Chase’s face as he struggled to take his father down his throat and up his tight hole at the same time. Chase had only recently allowed a few online sexual partners fuck him, but they were not built anything like his father.
“I hope you’re ready for me, Boy,” Buck said as he looked down at his cock disappearing within his son’s sumptuous lips. “I think you’re good and primed.”
It was at that point Chase opened his eyes to find his father staring down at him with a passion he’d never shared with the man before. There was nothing paternal there. Chase could see that he was more a sexual conquest than his father’s son right at this moment. Or maybe it was both? Whatever it was had the middle Masterson boy aroused enough to cause his cock to drip precum down his thigh like it’s never done before.
Chase pulled his father’s cock from his mouth and replied, “Yessir.” Though he wasn't convinced with his response.
With one quick move, Buck got off the bed and lifted Chase’s legs over his shoulders. Buck pressed his thick cockhead against his son’s warm moist hole. The father held steady for a moment to soak in his son’s handsome body, breathing heavily with each defined muscle glowing with sweat. Buck glanced over at Rod, who was lost in rigorous lovemaking with his younger brother. Buck wanted to pause to maintain a mental note of what was happening. After years of writing fantasies about his sons, he was finally sharing the depraved intimacy he so desired.
“Fuck me, Dad,” Chase whispered.
That’s all Buck needed to snap out of it and push his cock inside his boy. With Chase’s legs slumped across his shoulders, Buck quickly began pumping his hips back and forth, lost in the incredible sensation of his enormous cock being engulfed inside of his exquisite son. Chase pulled the blankets tightly, worried he was going to be thrown from the bed the way his energetic father was already spiritedly moving in and out of him. He thought he was going to be split in two by his father’s large fuck stick, which felt like how he imagined fisting would feel.
“Take it… fucking take it, boy! Yeah… squirm for your daddy… oh fuck… your hole so fucking tight!”
“Ungh... D-Dad. Ungh… f-fuck… your so… Goddamn… b-big!”
“Mmmmmm…. So fucking hot, Daddy!” grunted Austin as he watched on while Rod fucked him.
Austin leaned to the side and planted his lips on Chase’s. The two kissed as Rod and Buck plowed them forcefully.
“Ungh… I think he likes watching you, Dad,” Rod said, slapping his father on the back. “You like watching Dad fuck, little brother?”
“Ungh… ungh… fuck yeah, I do!” Austin yelped.
Rod was giving every ounce of energy he had to ensure Austin remembered their encounter for his remaining days. The oldest Masterson boy held his brother’s legs around his waist as he sprung his cock in and out of him at a breakneck pace. Rod’s body was drenched, and he wondered if he had the vitality to keep going, but he wasn’t about to let up. Austin was howling as his brother’s thick shaft squeezed inside his young hole. As he stroked his thick shaft, Austin begged his brother to keep fucking him harder, knowing he was getting close to blowing his load for his older brother.
And next to them, Chase was wailing as well as he struggled to take the largest cock he’d ever had in his asshole. A cock which was furiously battering his hole, whether he was ready for it or not! Chase’s cock was leaking cum all over his tight stomach as it slapped back and forth over his firm six pack. As Buck continued ramming into his boy, he grabbed Chase's cock and stroked it slowly. Every once in a while, Buck would move his hand up to his mouth to taste the salty seed which was emitting from his boy’s fat schlong.
“Goddamn, you taste so fucking good,” Buck grunted.
Still hungry for more intense passion with his boy, Buck yanked Chase from the soaked bed and they made out like a pair of hungry animals. Chase was finally having a less painful time taking his father’s thick meat, and he was beginning to enjoy having his inexperienced asshole stuffed. While never stopping from fucking his boy, Buck carried his son to a loveseat across the room to show his son’s seat some serious loving!
“Oh God… ungh… fuck me, Dad! F-fuck… your cock… ungh… is so… fuck!”
“You like that, don’t you, boy? Yeah, you do!”
Buck positioned his enormous body over his son, their weight causing the love seat to sway back and forth beneath the dynamic nature of their fucking. Sweat dripped down from Buck’s body as he stabbed his son full of cock. From an observer, it might look like Buck wouldn’t be able to go much longer, but Buck was as nimble as an Olympic champion when it came to sex. And he’s been wanting this for so long. He knew there would be plenty of time for rest tomorrow. Tonight he planned to spend the evening physically bonding with each of his boys. Multiple times.
Back on the bed, Rod moved onto his back to allow Austin to crouch above his big brother’s body. Rod grasped Austin by the wrists to keep the boy stable. As soon as he was, Rod gave Austin a wink and smirk before thrusting his pelvis back and forth at a frenzied pace. Austin was a power bottom for sure, but he was caught off guard by the sheer fierceness of his older brother’s aggressive thrusts. Rod got off on seeing his younger brother having a difficult time taking his titanic shaft. A few strokes in and Austin was back to enjoying the pounding his brother was giving him. It had been too long since they had been together this way. Austin had a hard time concealing how happy he was to finally have his father and brothers in the same room, putting aside the nature of their actions, and just giving in to their lust.
“Fuck yeah… fuck… harder big brother… fuck me with that big fuckin’ cock!” Austin called out.
Still thrusting into Chase, Buck couldn’t help but look back to check in on his oldest son battering his youngest boy’s gorgeous hole. Not wanting to feel neglected, Chase pulled Buck close and planted a kiss on his father’s mouth. Buck pulled his cock all the way out of Chase’s hole and slammed it back in hard, causing Chase to gasp loudly. Buck repeated the act. Then again. Then a fourth time.
“You like my cock, Son? Tell Daddy you want his fat cock back inside of you!”
“Oh… D-Daddy… f-fuck me…”
Buck had waited too long to hear those words. Suddenly, back in the moment, his hips thrust forward hard as he entered his son again. Chase got a firm grip on his father’s broad shoulders as Buck’s hips moved rhythmically back and forth, his balls slapping hard against his middle boy’s muscular ass. Chase had been fucking around with a number of guys lately, but he had not shared as intense an experience as what was happening between him and his father on that creaking loveseat.
Back on the bed, Austin could feel that he would soon be shooting his load all over Rod’s imposing chest. The youngest Masterson boy was bouncing furiously up and down on his brother’s gargantuan cock without any trouble at all. Austin got a firm grip on his brother’s pecs and began playing with Rod’s nipples. Rod, who loved the attention, let out a gasp and pulled his little brother down upon his sweaty body and started pounding his brother’s asshole savagely. Austin tried to grab hold of the headboard to steady himself, shocked that Rod was drilling him so incredibly hard. He felt as though he might pass out as Rod kept up the pace. He just closed his eyes tight and bit his bottom lip, hoping his brother would eventually slow down to a reasonable rhythm.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, little brother?” Rod laughed, finally slowing down. “Hope I wasn’t too hard on you. You turn me on so fucking bad.”
Rod and Austin began making out as Rod continued fucking his little brother’s battered hole. Austin pulled back as soon as his whole body began to clench up.
“Oh… fuck… oh yeah… gonna cum!”
Spurt after spurt of Austin’s thick cum shot out across Rod’s stomach and chest, with a startling amount making it into Rod’s open mouth. Still pounding his brother, Rod scooped a generous amount of cum onto his fingers to feed it to Austin, who slurped it down like it was candy. After cleaning off Rod’s fingers, Austin did the same with any of his remaining semen from his brother’s sweaty torso and consumed every drop. The sight of his younger brother riding his pole and feasting on his jizz was enough to send Rod over the edge, and he sprayed a dizzying amount of cum inside his brother’s smooth bottom.
“Whew… holy fuck… that was intense…” said Rod.
“Mmmmmm… I’m just getting started!”
Austin jumped off the bed and grabbed Rod by the wrist, taking him over to the wobbling love seat where their father was ramming his monstrous cock into their brother. Both their bodies were shining from their workout, revealing every rippled muscle on the two tremendously fit men. Austin moved in front of Chase’s face and pressed his cock against his lips. Of course, Chase opened his mouth wide to fit his little brother’s cock inside. Then Rod followed suit by moving down to Chase’s cock and swallowing it all the way down to the nutsack. Buck was impressed and proud to see the length of Chase’s cock disappear into Rod’s talented mouth.
This. It was everything Buck wanted. He and his boys feeding every wanton desire without an ounce of shame or regret. The four men fucking, sucking and dripping with sweat, prepared to take this adventure into the early hours of the morning. Buck could feel his balls filling with cum as he pounded Chase’s hole. He pulled his cock all the way out of his son’s hole and grabbed him by the arm to pull him off the loveseat. Rod and Austin knew what was coming and knelt in front of their father, while Chase quickly got between them. And just in time too. Buck, breathing heavily, beat his hard monster cock towards his boys, who looked up with excitement and admiration at the magnificent chiseled frame of their stunning father.
“Jesus… so… so fucking perfect… open y-your mouths… OH FFFUUUUUCCCKKK!!!”
Two quick streams shot directly into Austin’s mouth, then fat gobs of cum began to splatter across both Rod and Chase’s contented faces! Buck kept pointing his cock towards each of his sons’ as his long thick beast finished bursting across them. He felt like the head of his cock would explode, so much cum was shooting from it! And his boys couldn’t have been more satisfied to have their father’s seed dripping down their handsome faces and their youthful and attractive bodies. The boys began making out and trading their father’s cum with another. Austin took his father’s sticky red cock and began stroking it to get to the last few droplets of his goo from the head. Buck leaned over, entirely out of breath.
“Fuck… clean it all off, Son…”
As Rod and Chase licked their father’s salty cum from their faces, Austin put Buck’s dick back in his mouth to suck down his remaining DNA. Buck grabbed the back of Austin’s drenched head and began slowly pumping his softening cock in and out of his boy’s talented mouth. Beads of cum dripped down Austin’s bottom lip, but the youngest Masterson was able to choke down the bulk of his father’s cum.
“Like that, Daddy?” asked Austin with the innocent smile of his 10-year-old self.
“Perfect,” answered the gratified father. “This whole night has been perfect.”
“I hope you’re not done with us yet,” Rod said, his father’s cum still dripping down the side of his face.
“Yeah,” said Chase. “We’re just getting started.”
All four of the Masterson Men, covered in sweat and ejaculation, stood up and moved back to the California King bed. For the next several hours, the father and sons rolled around, sticking their massive cocks into one another, spilling a seemingly endless stream of semen, either inside of each other or across their bodies to be feasted on by whomever’s tongue could reach it first. It was a night of ecstasy for each of the men. Austin fulfilled every depraved wish, Chase got fucked by both his brothers, Rod finally put down his guard and admitted what he wanted sexually, and Buck was content. For the last few years, the father of three spent endless hours fantasizing about everything he had done with his boys on this evening. And now a new door was unexpectedly opened to Buck and the three of them. Everything was as it should be for him and he silently prayed that nothing would change between him and his boys.
Though it did. For the better.
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Catching Up With the Mastersons
After the legendary weekend at the Papillon Hotel, Austin was Buck’s regular fuck toy. He and Buck would often go to clubs and find men to join them. Buck also brought his youngest with him to sex parties, introducing him as a young lover and nothing more. Buck and Austin put on shows for guys who weren’t aware that they were watching a father and son fucking wildly, though onlookers usually acknowledged that the two could pass for members of the same family. Buck and Austin remained tight-lipped.
Chase and Kelly ended things within the next month. The middle son realized that he, like his father and younger brother, was much more sexually satisfied by men than with women; like his father, he was ready to make up for lost time. Chase was a versatile lover, making his way through every available partner on Grindr and DaddyHunt. Any partner who had been with him on more than one occasion understood that it was fruitless to get Chase to commit to much more than occasional sex. After three years, he wasn’t interested in anything that resembled a relationship. Chase wanted to fuck and be fucked.
It was Rod whose life had grown somewhat more complicated. He and Tracey had a child and Rod couldn’t bring himself to leave her. But he didn’t want to. Rod still loved his wife and enjoyed raising his boy. The eldest Masterson son didn’t feel conflicted in the way Chase did when he ended his relationship. Though Rod found himself romping around with his father and brothers regularly, he knew it was just for gratification. He couldn’t deny himself the sexual charge he got from fucking his sexy father and gorgeous brothers.
The frequency Buck and all three of his boys got together could sometimes be erratic, but the Masterson men were committed to getting together every now and again to recreate the events of their magical encounter in Room 777. Austin was committed to getting Dallas and his Uncle Beau in on the action, but so far his attempts have proven unsuccessful.
Almost a year to the day Barbara walked away from her irreparably broken marriage, she and Buck met for dinner. She needed to know that her feelings for her ex-husband were gone and the bitterness she felt 365 days prior was also a memory. It was surreal for both of them to sit across a table from one another and be civil. They caught each other up on the last year, though Buck left out any facts that might send his wife to the hospital. After a few glasses of wine, Buck and Barbara were laughing through their reminisces and seeing a glint of hope that a friendship could eventually develop from the fragments of what remains of their bond.
Finally, there was a long pause between the former couple. Buck was worried his ex was about to let him finally have it.
“I feel guilty Buck. I should have never kept you from your sons. I know that book was just… fantasies. I know you would never do anything like that with your sons. I was just hurt. I realize that now.”
Buck was feeling simultaneously relieved and guilty. However, he was not about to steer this conversation in any other direction.
“Barb, I deserved it. I did. The way I acted was awful, and it was unfair to you. To our boys.”
“Oh Buck, I want you to be happy. Really happy.”
The head of the Masterson clan felt his cock grow hard as he was transported to his happy place: lying back in his California King, his chest heaving after going several rounds with his boys and covered in their saliva, sweat, and semen. When Austin, Chase, and Rod learned that their father was going to have dinner with their mother, they decided to spend the night with Buck as a consolation if things were to go wrong. Now, it would seem, it would just be the cherry on top of what turned out to be a much more pleasant evening than he could have wished.
“I am Barb. I’m very happy.”