8 comments/ 31141 views/ 24 favorites Boys Week At The Cabin By: 09cutter My great grandfather built a cabin on a small lake for he and his new bride. It was an actual log cabin, complete with pot bellied stove and stone fireplace. My grandfather modernized it some, adding indoor plumbing and electricity. Then my father did even more. Including adding a second bedroom and modern kitchen. Throughout all this modernization, they maintained the authentic log cabin exterior and decor. It is now quite nice for a cabin, though still a little small. I am not the handyman type, so I haven't done much to the place, other than maintaining the property, and adding new furnishings. I make a good living, so whenever it needs something, I just hire people to do it. I, of course inherited the place when my father died at a rather young age. I fortunately was an only child. I on the other hand have three children. Two boys and a girl. The first girl in five generations. To say she is spoiled, would be an understatement. I have no idea how to split the place between three kids. Of course when the time comes I will be out of the picture, and it will be their problem. But I digress. I fooled around with some friends back in high school, and maybe during a drunken binge in college, but for the most part, consider myself straight. Certainly, my wife has no knowledge of those times. Now we get to the meat of the story. The cabin is now just a weekend place. So we put two sets of bunk beds in the second bedroom and a king in the master. There is also a foldout couch in the main room. My sons and I had planned a boys trip to the lake for a week of fishing and poker and all sorts of manly things. They had invited two friends each, which wasn't a problem. At the last minute, my daughter's boyfriend Mark, was left to fend for himself, while his parents took care of an elderly relative. My daughter came up with the bright idea of inviting Mark with us. I like Mark a lot. One couldn't ask for a better future son. He is bright and attractive, and he treats my daughter like a queen. He graduated with honors, and is going to an Ivy league school in the fall. He has great potential and comes from a well off family. He turned eighteen, the week before school let out, actually three months after my daughter. My sons are twenty and twenty two. Yes, that makes me an old man of forty five, although I keep in pretty good shape. My wife and I have matching Escalades. Cute right? Her idea. The boys and I packed everything we would need into the Escalades. Food for eight men took up a lot of cargo room. Beer took up a lot too. Fishing gear and most everything else is already at the cabin. Two Escalades headed out for the three hour drive, me driving one with Mark as a passenger and most of the cargo. The other my oldest son drove, with five boys and the beer. During the drive, I of course asked Mark about school and his plans for the future. Then moved on to my daughter, Anna, The boy is really lovestruck. What's not to like? She is beautiful and smart and a great sense of humor. He was very open about their relationship. Going as far as telling me she wanted to remain a virgin until marriage. I, being a good father, put her on birth control pills the year before, just in case. Seems I wasted that money. She isn't putting out for Mark. I was both glad and sad. Poor boy. The boys unloaded the cargo, and of course headed for the lake, leaving me to unpack and put away and get the cabin ready for habitation. It only took two hours. Then I had to prepare lunch. Another hour. Walking down to the secluded pier, I heard the sounds that seven young boys can make, splashing and yelling and whistles and catcalls. As I neared, I was not surprised to see seven naked boys. Well, I guess really they are young men. My sons and I have been skinny dipping here for years. The other boys I had never seen nude. I was impressed. They all seemed to have rather nice packages, Mark being the largest looking, even soft. Boy Anna doesn't know what she is missing. Trying not to stare, I called the boys in for lunch. I was lucky, none had brought towels, and so I got to watch them walk the hundred yards to the cabin au natural. I had to admit, my children had great taste in friends. Seven swinging penises and seven hard bubble buts to watch. Good thing I was clothed, I wouldn't have been swinging. After the boys devoured pounds of sandwiches and chips, some decided to take our boat out on the lake. We have a nice motorboat with a small cabin, we keep in a boathouse at the lake. The boys had it out and running in no time, leaving Mark and I to fish off the pier. Again the conversation turned to Anna. I guess I have a natural ability to talk to people. They always seem to open up to me about the most intimate of topics. I should have been a psychiatrist . We were sitting on lawn chairs, waiting for a fish to have the misfortune of grabbing our bait. It seems Mark had been sexually active for a while, so it was hard for him to keep his promise to Anna to not have sex. You would think that he wouldn't tell the girl's father this, but like I said, psychiatrist, and we had been close since he started dating Anna. "She is just so beautiful. It is really hard to keep from throwing her to the ground and having my way with her." "I know what you mean." I said glancing at him. "I had a similar problem with her mother." He rubbed his crotch slightly, "You know, I think she dresses just to tease me and test my will power." I looked over at him and could see the beginnings of an erection sprouting in his light weight shorts. I had to taunt him a little more just for fun. "She has her mother's tits too I bet, Of course I haven't seen them. Her mother has the nicest rack in the county." "Oh God, does she have nice tits!" he said without thinking. "Oh shit... I'm sorry Sir. I mean.. Well I have seen them...we make out sometimes.. Shit...forget I said that." "It's Ok, Mark. I was young once too. I haven't forgotten what it's like. So, you two have made out, but still you haven't fucked her?" He seemed surprised that I would use that word, especially referring my daughter. "Well, she has, ..you know, helped me out, but I haven't been laid in like, forever." By now he was fully erect, and from what I could tell, was very impressive. "Helped you out? You mean she gives you a hand job? "Yeah, sort of. But she doesn't like for me to cum on her hand, so I have to finish myself when I get close." Way too much info about my own daughter. "I'm sure things will change if you two get married." "If we get married? We are definitely getting married. I am not waiting all this time for nothing. I Love her. I'm just going crazy, that's all." We sat in silence for a moment. Then he said. "You know, I was thinking about going to a prostitute, But I know she would cut my dick off before she killed me, if I did. What do you think?" "I think you would definitely lose your dick, and your death would be slow and painful. I assume you haven't been totally chaste though." "Are you kidding" I have the best wrist muscles in town." he said while making the universal sign for masturbation. "Every time I see her, the bishop gets another beating. I choke the chicken so much, it's headless body is still running around the front yard." We were still laughing when he got a hit on his line. We had a fish fry that night. I made the boys clean the kitchen after, I am not their maid. Then we settled down and drank a few beers, and talked sports and broads. Apparently these boys have seen more pussy than 9 Lives. They wanted to take the boat to the other side of the lake in the morning, so they wanted to get an early start. I headed to the master bath for a shower, and crawled into bed exhausted after the long day. I was just reaching for the bedside lamp to douse it, when Mark came in. "Everyone has a bed but me. Can I bunk in here with you, Sir?" It seems we hadn't done a count on beds and boys. Even with two on the pull out sofa, we were still a bed short. As was my custom, I was in bed nude. "Sure Mark. Give me a minute." I said He left the room, and I got up and slipped on some boxers. When he reentered, he had his duffel bag. I guess we were roommates for the duration. He went to the bath, and I heard the shower start. I tried to go to sleep, but it was difficult, knowing that young swinging dick was in my shower. He came out in just his boxers too. He climbed into my bed said "Good night." and turned away. I awoke later to discover my arm thrown over his abdomen. Removing it, I brushed against something hard. Temptation...Get thee behind me Satan. I just turned around and went back to sleep, feeling very proud of myself. Then morning came. Yes, you guessed it. He was spooned in behind me very close. Arm around my chest, cock in my asscrack. Or at least it would have been, if we weren't in our boxers. What to do? Option 1: hump back on his cock while pretending to be asleep. Option 2: turn around, take that big cock in my mouth and blow his mind. Option 3: stay where I am, feign sleep, and act like nothing is unusual when he wakes. I chose option 3. He is my daughter's boyfriend, why were the other two even options? After a few minutes, he started to come around. In his half sleep state, he pulled me in tighter, and humped his cock in my asscrack a couple of times. I couldn't help but let out a moan. This seemed to wake him completely. He sort of jumped back. "Uh.. sorry.. I.. uh." I of course pretended to just wake up. "Huh.. what's up Mark?" "Nothing, Sir, just getting up." I watched as he walked around the bed to the bathroom. His big cock tenting out the front of his shorts, swaying back and forth with each step. God, what a sight. It took a couple of minutes, but eventually I heard piss hitting the toilet. I got up and slid on some jeans, just as he exited the bathroom. After relieving myself, I found the rest of the boys gobbling down cereal out of bowls you would use for mixing a cake. Damn, can they eat. Mark decided to stay behind as they all piled onto the boat and left. I asked him why he didn't go on the boat with them, and he said "It was already pretty loaded down with all of them. Besides, Bradley is a bit of an ass if you ask me." "Yes, he can be. Problem is he is not too bright. He tries to make up for it by being boisterous. He is really quite harmless unless you pick on his friends. Then you would have hell to pay. He has been best friends with P.J. since they were kids. I know he would take a bullet for my son, so I don't mind him hanging around." "Oh, that explains a lot. I'm sorry I misread him. I will try to be friendlier with him. I shouldn't be on the bad side of my brother's best friend." We went down to the lake and cast lines in from the bank a few yards away from the pier. There are some nice shade trees and a favorite hang out for fish just beyond. As it got warmer, we were soon shirtless. I ask Mark to run up to the house to get us cold drinks. When he came back he ask if he could take off his jeans too. "I've already seen you naked, so why not. I'm sure the boys are probably skinny dipping by now too. We all will by the end of the week." He took off his jeans, but left on his boxers. It wasn't long before I too got up to take off my jeans. While standing above him, I could plainly see right up the leg opening of his boxers. I took my time, folding my jeans neatly, of course my eyes were not on my work. I had seen it before, but some how this was more clandestine and exciting. Relaxing beneath the shade tree, both in our undies, not paying much attention to to fishing. The conversation of course turned to sex. "How many girls have you been with?' I asked. "Well, only two really. They didn't mean anything. One was dumb as dirt. I'm sure she is waiting tables at IHOP by now. The other was just as easy, and even dumber. Now Anna, she is beautiful and smart, and those tits!" I could see his cock growing under his plaid boxers. "I take it you're a breast man. At your age I guess we all are. I remember my wife's tits at your age. Firm yet soft, big areolas just begging to be sucked." That did it. He was fully hard and large. He got up and jumped into the lake. We grilled steaks that night, and played poker for a while. My oldest son, P.J. wiped me out quickly, so I cleaned the kitchen while they played. P.J.'s luck continued and he soon had everyone felted. When I came back from the kitchen they were on to Truth or Dare. I can't even tell you how funny those boys are. The things I learned about them all. Or the things they had to do on a dare. I will say, that I will have to get the fireplace poker sanitized. They were still at it when I retired to bed. I didn't notice when Mark came to bed but it must have been late. Something woke me, and to my asstonishment, my hand was directly on his cock. I was just about to panic, when I realized his hand was on mine. and he was rock hard. I lay there wondering what to do, when he started moving my hand with his. I didn't resist, instead I started moving my hand on my own. He realized I was awake, and let go of my hand. I stroked it a few more times, then let it go. I heard him groan in disappointment, which was short lived. I reached inside his boxers and grasped his big cock. I stroked him while mentally studying this weapon. The girth was surprising, but the weight, very impressive. He didn't take long to shoot a massive load on both of us. Not saying a word, he went into the bathroom to clean up. I lay there guilt ridden and horny. What the fuck had I done. Mark is Anna's boyfriend. If she finds out, she will hate me and her mother will probably want a divorce. Mark returned, slipped under the sheet, said "Good night." and went to sleep. That's it? Nothing else? WTF? He must be upset with me. Why wouldn't he at least mention the hand job I just gave him? The morning was pretty much a repeat of the day before, except the boys wanted to go into the nearby town to hit on girls. This of course left Mark out again. He already had a girlfriend who would relieve him of his testicles if she found out. I thought it would be a good time to take Mark out on the boat. We packed a cooler full of beer and sandwiches and headed out. I anchored near the deepest part of the lake, and cast out a line. Mark cast out and then went into the cabin. He came out in a speedo style swimsuit. He should model for the company, sales would skyrocket. I couldn't help admiring his physique. The way he filled out the basket of that suit should be illegal. I removed my jeans under which I was wearing a knee length short type of suit. "Sir, I.. uh.. I just wanted to apologize." "Apologize? For what?" "Well..for uh.. well you know.. what happened last night." He stammered shyly. I couldn't let him off the hook that easily. I mean he just turned over and went to sleep. "And what exactly happened that you are apologizing for?" "Ah damn Sir. You're really gonna make me say it? Ok.. when I got into bed, you rolled over. Your hand landed right on my dick. I was gonna push it away, but it felt so good. I was hard instantly. I mean, I haven't gotten off for like four days. So.. well, you know how it feels so much better when someone else does it for you. I kinda used your hand to stroke me for a while. I don't know when you woke up, but you kept stroking me. Please, you can't tell Anna, she will go apeshit crazy. I mean.. she knows I jerk off, but I promised not to have sex with other girls." He was just worried about Anna finding out. This boy is totally whipped. "First, I am not a girl, so your promise is still in tact. Secondly, I am not about to tell my daughter that I gave her boyfriend a hand job. Third, I really didn't mind it. Like I said before, I remember what it was like at your age. Besides, it was fun handling one that size for a change, mine is not nearly as big." "Thank you Sir." he seemed genuinely relieved. After a moment he continued "You really didn't mind?" "No, it was something different and it was quite fun. You are really gifted, did you know that?" "Yeah, they used to make fun of me in the gym showers. Called me 'tripod' and stuff like that. Said I was leaving a trail in the dirt when I walked. All in good fun though, they were actually jealous, I think." "I'm sure they were. I know I am. But at least I got to play with one that size. I enjoyed it." This put him at ease. "You really enjoyed it? You mean, you wouldn't mind doing it again?" This wasn't just rhetorical, I could tell. He really wanted to know if I would do it for him again. "Sure, if you want." Did I just tell my daughter's boyfriend I wanted to play with his cock? "Really? Like, maybe tonight?" he sounded excited at the prospect. So was I. "Yeah, tonight,... or now." I arose from my chair and went to the cabin. I sat on the bunk, as he came down the steps. I could see that he was already plumping up. He stopped in front of me, his crotch just inches from my face. He hesitated, with his thumbs in the waistband of his speedos. I watched as that python in his suit uncoiled until it could no longer be contained within. He still hesitated, so I reached up and grabbed his suit, pulling it down to his knees. His mighty cock bobbed up and slapped his belly. Just from the sound, you could tell it was a formidable piece of meat. I had felt it the night before, but in the light of day, close up, I was amazed by it. I heard him moan lightly when I grasped it in my hand, and I was struck by the sudden thought 'It's beautiful.' I mean, if a cock can be called beautiful, it was this cock. It still had that youthful pink hue, with the bell end being slightly darker. He had a thick but small light brown bush at the base. It was innocent, almost childlike in appearance, but this was definitely a manly cock. I stroked him for a minute, not taking my eyes off of it. He was slowly moving his hips, getting into the feelings I was causing. I glanced up at his face. His eyes were closed, probably thinking about Anna. I didn't care. I took it to the next level. I opened my mouth and swallowed the fat knob. I took him deep into my mouth, he let out a loud moan. I had my hand at it's base, yet it was probing my throat. What a cock. I had only a minute to enjoy the first blow job I had given in years, when he suddenly thrust his hips forward. I felt the first blast in my throat, then I tried to go all the way down on him. The second volley was somewhere in my gullet. I was choking, and trying to swallow, tears were forming in my eyes, and my stomach heaved. But I managed to swallow all his tasty cum. "AAHH. Man that felt good. I always wondered what it was like." "What, what was like?" I asked still savoring the flavor. "A blow job. That was my first blow job. Man it was great." "Anna doesn't do that for you?" I was both surprised and happy that my daughter doesn't blow her boyfriend. "No, if she would, I probably could hold out til the wedding." "Do you always cum that quickly? I noticed you did last night and again today." "I usually last a little longer, but it felt so damn good, I couldn't help it." "We are gonna have to work on that." "What do you mean?" "Well, girls are different from guys. They take a lot longer to get excited and even longer to climax. Even as gifted as you are, no girl is going to enjoy it if you cum in 30 seconds. Especially when you are with a young girl who isn't experienced. She is going to be tight. You will be tempted to cum quickly. You have to hold off until she orgasms too, or you won't be getting much pussy from her. If you marry Anna, and you two wait until the honeymoon to consummate the relationship, she is going to be quite disappointed. If you do it before then, you might not make it down the aisle with her." Boys Week At The Cabin Ch. 02 We had returned from the cabin, where I had helped my daughter's boyfriend with a problem. He was having control problems. He had a very quick trigger. Ok, to be honest, I helped him not cum so fast by blowing him several times a day. I mean, I did tell him he had to focus on something else instead of his cock. But mostly I sucked his cock with a vengeance. But we were back home now and things would get back to normal. Well they did for a couple of days anyway. It was Wednesday, I was at home as usual, since I work from home. My daughter, Anna, and my wife, Jill, had planned a girls day. Shopping, spa, hair... shit like that. My sons were visiting friends back at school in a small town a hundred miles away. I was at my desk, working on some tax issues (I had filed an extension), when the doorbell rang. I was in a foul mood, working on taxes does that to me, so I was sort of forceful when I opened the door. Mark was there, and I guess I startled him. "Uh hello, Sir." My mood softened immediately. "Hi, Mark, I'm sorry, but Anna isn't here." I explained. "Yes, I know. She told me she had plans with her mother today." He looked rather nervous, almost like a child caught doing something wrong. "Can we talk?" "Sure, Mark, come on in." I led him into my office, and motioned for him to sit on the leather sofa in there. "Would you like a soft drink, it's a little early for beer?" I retrieved us drinks from the mini fridge. "So, what can I do for you?" "You, remember when I had a date with Anna on Monday? Well we went parking up on the bluff out by highway 12." A spot I remember well from my youth. Most everyone around here lost their virginity on that bluff. "We got into the backseat, and were going at it pretty heavy. I was hard by the first kiss. She turns me on so much. Anyway, after about ten minutes, I got her blouse off. I fumble with the bra snaps for a few minutes, before it finally surrendered. So I'm playing with her beautiful tits, when she reaches for my zipper. I don't know if she is going to let me fuck her, or what. So I helped her open my pants and shove them down to my knees. "She starts stroking my dick and I did like you said. I thought about my high school baseball team. That worked for a while. But, I felt myself building up pretty quick, so I stopped her from playing with it for a minute, by taking her hand, and kissing her wrist. Then, I worked my way up to her neck and she was moaning. So I proceeded to her tits. It was the first time I actually got my mouth on them. Oh My God, what nice tits she has. Well while I was distracted by her tits, she took hold of my cock again. I only lasted about six or seven minutes after that. I looked at the clock, it was only twenty three minutes from the time we got in the back, until I came." "Well, that's not bad, Mark. It was your first time trying the new methods. And with the added excitement of sucking her breast for the first time, I'd say you did well." "You really think so?" he still seemed anxious about something. "Because, I was thinking that I could use some more ..uh ..practice." Practice.. a rather bland euphemism for what I did to him. "By practice you mean a blow job?" I just wanted to get it out there in the open. "Uh.. yes. You see Sir, Anna and I don't go out very often. And you know doing it myself at home, I tend to hurry, which defeats the purpose. What Anna does is nice, but it's not like what .. well it's not as good as..what you did." "I'll take that as a complement. You know, Mark, I wouldn't mind doing it for you, but no one can ever find out." Wouldn't mind? Hell my heart was doing flip flops. I must have swallowed a pint of his tasty cream at the cabin, yet I was starving for more. "Yes Sir. I understand Sir.Absolutely." I felt like Flash from the fantastic 4, I was on my knees in front of him so fast. I couldn't wait to get to his meat. I yanked his pants down, and gobbled his cock. I was instantly in heaven. There is just something about this young man. I will never be able to turn down a chance at his magnificent cock. He threw his head back and closed his eyes, as I worked his meat. After a while he grabbed my head in both his hands, and fucked my face. He could have choked me to death with it, and I would die happy. He took twenty five minutes of my best effort before he blew his load. His cock was in the back of my throat for the first volley, so I withdrew a little so I could tasty his offering. I took two more shots before I had to swallow. Then three more. Then a final two. Damn you would think he had been saving up. I sat on the floor in front of him, just nursing his cock. I wish he could drag me around all day with my lips locked to the base of his cock. While I was enjoying my time with his cock in my mouth, I had an idea. "I have an errand to run, Mark, but if you come back in about thirty minutes, I will take care of you again." "I was hoping you would say that Sir." he said as I led him to the door. I took the time to prepare everything. I hoped I wasn't going to regret this. When Mark returned, he started to remove his clothes in the den. "Why don't we go up to my bedroom?" I didn't expect the girls back for at least three more hours. so I had plenty of time. He took off his clothes, and I started working his python with my mouth. When I could tell he was really into it, I said. "You know, Mark, you are going to have to practice your control while fucking too." "I can't Sir. Remember I promised Anna I wouldn't sleep with any other girls." "Last time I checked, I'm not a girl." He looked confused for a moment, then his eyes flew open. "Are you saying I can...you'd let me.. I mean..Have you done that before? I'm not small, won't it hurt?" "No, I've never done it. It will probably hurt some, but I want to do it for you. Well, for me too I guess." "If you are sure. Ok." I can tell you without a doubt, the cucumber I used to 'pave the way', is no equivalent to his cock. Mark was very kind. Even after the fat knob popped in, he was extremely patient. He worked slowly gaining depth a little at a time, trying hard not to hurt me. It couldn't have been easy for him either, with his hair trigger. Anna is very lucky girl, if he is as patient with her the first time. Spooned in behind me, he tweaked my nipple as he gained ground in my colon. I thought that was nice of him, considering I don't possess the rack my daughter has. Once he was seated in me completely, he moved slowly with only about three inch strokes. By now I was starting to get into it. I drew my knees up to my chest, and pushed my ass back to him. Then I felt his balls hit against mine, and he had gained another inch in me. I wanted this, I needed this. I rocked back into him and he picked up the pace, probably giving me six inch strokes. His bell end was hitting my prostate, and I was moaning like never before. I reached behind me and grabbed his ass, pulling him in tight to me. Then he really took control, rolling us over onto my stomach. He began to drill me like a cheap whore. I loved it. Luckily I had placed a towel on the bed beneath us, because I came within a minute. He lasted another twenty minutes, before my second orgasm gripped his cock forcing him to cum. I could feel his mighty cock pulsing in my belly as he filled me. I lay there exhausted and sated, with Mark on my back, his cock slowly shrinking in my ass. Eventually, I extricated myself from under him, and went to the bathroom. I returned with a warm washcloth to clean him, and noticed him looking at me. I realized he had never seen my relatively, compared to his, small dick. I suddenly felt like the Beta male in the room. I'm not sure if it was because my dick was smaller than his, or because he just fucked me in the ass with his big cock. Somehow it didn't bother me, I didn't mind being the Beta to his Alpha. He lay back with his hands behind his head, while I lovingly cleaned his wonderful weapon. "You really enjoy playing with it. don't you?" "Yes, I guess I really do." "But, you don't do anything with other guys?" "No, Mark, only you." "You know I have a friend who's never had a blow job.." I was already shaking my head. "No, Mark, only you." "Good, I'm glad to hear you say that." He said with no small amount of self satisfaction. We chatted more about his future plans, and how Anna fit into them. I was still holding and playing with his cock, this seemed to amuse him. He got hard again, and asked "Do you think we have time for another round? Or, are you too sore." I had to laugh to myself. He was definitely wanting my ass again. Without a word, I got on my hands and knees, and he slid in behind me. He was gentle again, but it did go much easier this time. Not totally painless, but lots easier. Soon we had a nice rhythm going, and Mark seemed to be in a zone. His hands were on my hips, and he was twisting his as he fucked me steadily. Then, for the first time ever, he reached around and grabbed my dick. I came instantly. "You like my cock in your ass, huh Sir?' "I love your cock in me." "So, we can do this again?" "Anytime you want, I'm yours." It was odd actually saying it, but it was true. I would do anything for him. "It's too bad you're not a girl, I would love to make you pregnant." At that, I came again. I lowered my head, so I could see the action. I watched as his cock claimed me. He fucked me good. He fucked me into submission. He fucked me with self confidence. When he came, He pulled me back hard and forced as much of himself in me as he could, unloading deep in me. Making sure I knew who that ass belonged to. I could feel it coating my colon. It felt so natural. Like this is what my ass and also my mouth were made for. To please Mark. As I lay down on the bed, Mark collapsed on my back. I didn't want to move and ruin the mood. I felt so good with him on my back and his cock in my ass. I could feel his man muscle slowly deflate. My ass was disappointed. He didn't withdraw, instead he lay on me, slowly rotating his hips. I don't know if he was just enjoying the situation, or how my ass felt with his load to slosh around in. It wasn't long before I could feel his cock expanding inside me. As it grew, it stretched my insides. He was buried all the way in me, and started pumping me slowly again. I wasn't about to complain when he once more took my ass by long deep strokes. His hands were around my shoulders and his head was resting on my back. We were as close as two people could be. "Do you like this Sir?" he asked me, almost lovingly. "Yes, Mark. I love how you fuck me." It was true. My daughter should be so lucky the first time she gets fucked. If it's Mark doing it, I'm sure it will be fantastic for her. He continued to slowly plow my wanton field, I hadn't felt this good since I took my wife's cherry. Now I know what it is like for women who get a dream cock to awaken their sexuality. He was in no hurry, he already knew he owned me, it as just a slow luxurious fuck. I didn't even care if he was thinking about Anna, it was me he was fucking. "I could get used to this." he said. God I hoped so. "I like being in your tight ass, just as much as your mouth." "I'm glad, Mark, I like you in my ass and mouth too. I want you there, always." Damn, how much of a school girl pussy did that sound like? I couldn't deny it's true, but damn. "Good, because I will probably want to spend a lot of time in you." That made my heart soar. "Oh God, fuck me Mark. I want your cum in me." "You're going to get it. You'll be getting a lot of it. Is my big cock feeling good? Is it gonna make your little dick cum again?" "Yes, I'm gonna cum again, keep fucking me." and I did. I hadn't cum this much since my honeymoon. Only this time I was on bottom. "Here it comes. Ahh, yeah, take my cum." We cleaned up and Mark left about 20 minutes before the girls came home. They brought home a bucket of fried chicken, so dinner was taken care of. My sons had not returned yet, so, it was just us three. After dinner, and my daughter modeling everything she bought (I think the entire store), I took a drink to the den and turned on the TV. I was thinking about the changes in my life. Two weeks ago, I was just an average guy, with three kids, and a wife who loves me. I still loved her too. What the hell am I doing? My daughter's boyfriend is fucking my brains out and I love it, and I all but said I love him. He's eighteen for god's sake. On top of that, he's straight and in love with my daughter. Besides, I'm straight too. Okay the evidence says I'm bi. But still!! Thursday afternoon, Anna stuck her head in my office door, "Dad, can Mark come for dinner" Why did my heart rate just go up about a hundred points? "Of course, baby, Mark is always welcome here." Thirty minutes later, there was a knock at my door. "Sir, it's me." "Come in Mark." He entered and closed the door behind him. Again, the heart rate climbed. He came around the side of the desk, and leaned on the front beside me. "Anna is helping her mom with dinner." I reached over and unzipped his jeans. He stood, as I struggled to get at his cock. I engulfed it immediately. I was like a starving calf at its mother's teat. "I knew you would want it. You can't get enough, can you?" "Unt uh." I moaned, while still sucking furiously on my prize. "Suck my cock good and I will let you swallow my cum." Damn, he really did know he owned me. Of course, I swallowed all he had to offer. During dinner, Anna said "Daddy, Mom and I are going up to visit the campus next week, and look for an apartment for me, for the fall." "I think that is a good Idea." "Well, Mark was telling my how much fun he had fishing with you last week. And like, I was thinking, maybe you could take Mark fishing again?" she said in her little girl, 'I want something daddy' voice. I looked at Mark, who was staring at his plate while suppressing a smile. "I don't know, Baby. I'm pretty busy." "Please, Daddy?" "Do you want to go Mark?" "Yes, Sir, if it isn't too much of an imposition." I looked at Anna. She was watching me, hopefully. I think she just wanted me to get closer to Mark, in case she decided to marry him. Little did she know how close we already were. "Ok, baby, anything for you." Boys Week At The Cabin Ch. 03 Monday morning, Anna and her mom took one Escalade, and Mark and I took the other. We were headed to the cabin my great grandfather built. Anna and my wife were going to the college that Anna planned on attending in the fall. My sons may join Mark and I later in the week. Even with all that had passed between Mark and I, the trip was nothing unusual. Idle chit chat, music on the radio, and nice scenery. It started to rain, just as we reached the cabin. A much needed heavy storm ensued, and we made a mad dash inside. We were completely soaked, so I started a fire in the old stone fireplace. When I turned around Mark was naked and holding out a towel to me. I followed suit, and stripped. We toweled off, standing in front of the warm fire. "Well, Mark, it's too early for lunch, and much too wet to fish, what would you like to do?" With a flurry, he disposed of his towel, and headed to the master bedroom. The very room in which I had spent most of a week, swallowing his delicious cream. I grabbed a bottle of olive oil from the kitchen, and followed him. I found him on the bed, holding up his towering cock. "I haven't cum since you blew me Thursday. I've been saving it for you." "Where do you want to put it?" I couldn't hide my excitement as my dick sprang up. "I think I want to fuck your tight ass first, I will have plenty for your mouth later." I didn't argue, I jumped on the bed and started to lube him. then I lay face down beside him. Excruciatingly slow, he inserted the object of my desire. It hurt a bit, but I wanted it. I was pushing back at him almost as soon as he touched me with it. When the fat knob passed my sphincter, I groaned. Then I moaned as he fed it to me a little at a time. Just like our last time, he was on my back, with his hands under me, gripping my shoulders. He seemed to like that, as it made sure I wouldn't escape his mighty cock when he pounded me. Not that I wanted to escape. He was taking about six inch strokes. He whispered in my ear "Your ass is so tight. Its like a little girl's pussy. Is this your pussy? Are you my little girl?" "Yes, I'm your little girl." " Do you like my cock in you little girl?" "I love your cock. Please, fuck your little girl." He loved that. Mark began to fuck me unmercifully. "I'm gonna cum, where do you want it?" "In my pussy, Please cum in my little pussy" "AAHH.. There you go little girl. I'm giving you my cum." I could feel It blasting inside me. I was whole again. I had his seed inside me. That was all I needed. We rested. I could feel his cheek on my shoulder blade. I was almost asleep, when he started moving again. He hadn't gone soft, I guess saving up is a good thing. After a minute, he said "Turn over, I want to see your little dick as I fuck your little pussy." I did as he asked. I looked at him between my legs, his large cock dwarfing mine. I did feel like a little girl. "Put my cock in your pussy." I lined it up, and he pushed steadily in. As he bottomed out, my dick lurched and dribbled. "Ah, that's sweet, it likes me to fuck your pussy. I think this pussy wants some cream. Tell me, little girl, does your pussy want my cream?" "My pussy needs your cream. Lots of your sweet cream." Mark gave me some long strokes while watching my dick jump around, After a couple of minutes of this, I came all over my stomach. Mark was delighted. "Look, I made my little girl cum. Want to try for two?" "Oh god yes. Don't stop." I guess it was the challenge, but whatever, Mark fucked me to another orgasm before cumming deep in me. I have to say that Mark was becoming quite a lover. Anna was going to be very happy one day. We didn't bother to dress, and it felt strange walking around my great grandfather's cabin nude. We made sandwiches for lunch, Mark taking great pride in grinding his big cock against my ass everytime we passed each other. Of course I giggled like a schoolgirl when he did. "Sir, thank you for bringing me here. I really enjoy it here. The lake is so beautiful, and the cabin is very comfortable. Well, then I also like what we do together, too." "Thank you, Mark, I enjoy your company as well." When he isn't in the bedroom, Mark is a very polite and almost shy individual. He treats me with the respect you would any authority figure. In the bedroom, he knows he is in charge, and makes sure I know it too. He's my Alpha, and acts accordingly. The storm built until, just as we sat in front of the fire, the lights went out. It was like perfect timing. We lay by the fire, nude. It was almost romantic. But ours isn't a romantic relationship. I don't know exactly what it is, but it isn't romantic. The fire flickered, the storm blew, and I reached for his cock again. It was like a drug. I had to be holding it, loving it. Even while soft it mesmerized me, and thrilled me when hard. "I know a little girl who wants some more cock." Was all he had to say, and I rolled over onto my stomach. "No, I want to watch you cum, while I fuck you." I am well trained. I rolled onto my back and threw my legs in the air. He grabbed them and placed them on his shoulders. I reached for my dick and he said "No, let me make you cum." I thought he was going to touch my dick for only the second time, but he didn't. He wanted to be sure it was his cock, not my hand, that made me cum. He pushed into me, and I thought I would cum just then. I was ridden hard and I came hard. I yelled out his name, as I shot my load onto my belly where it pooled. He just kept plunging in me until I shot a second time, adding to the previous pool. Mark withdrew, and added his load to the mess on my stomach. With his finger, Mark stirred the cum together, then scooped it up and fed it to me. "Drink up little girl. It's a nice cum cocktail, just for my little girl." It was so nasty and thrilling. I did what he wanted. I always do what he wants when we have sex, and we had sex a lot. The rain finally stopped just around dinner time, so we ate out on the porch. Everything looked so refreshed. I felt refreshed, with food in my tummy and sperm in my ass. At bedtime, I added sperm to my tummy. Tuesday, we arose early, and took the boat out. It was a gorgeous day. One of those days when everything just seemed right. When we were anchored, we cast our lines, and sat, enjoying the day and each other's company. No other boaters were about, so I went down on Mark. He reeled in a nice fish while I sucked his cock. "A nice catch and a blow job, It doesn't get better than this." He said, referring to the beer commercial on TV. Later, we went below, and he took my ass. Now though, it was only referred to as my pussy. I had become so used to his cock in me, that I needed it. I knew that when we were back home, I was going to miss it. I don't know how I will be able to be in the same room with him, and not have him. Mark really enjoyed knowing he could make me come while fucking me. I think it even helped with his control issues. He would hold off long enough for me to cum, usually twice. He still never touched me, or kissed me. Sometimes he would play with my nipples, but would say "When my little girl gets older she's going to need a bra." Later that evening, Mark was on my back after unloading in me. We were sweaty and out of breath. Suddenly my phone jangled. It was a text from P.J. my oldest son. He and Brad, my middle child, were joining us the next morning. Seems our little honeymoon was over. There would be no reason for Mark to be sleeping with me, when we had another bed available. Mark grumbled some, but he understood. He took his duffle bag into the other bedroom and messed up one of the bunk beds, to look like he had been sleeping in there. We took a chance that we would be up before they arrived, and spent the night in bed together. Somehow I felt safe with his arms around me, his large cock nestled in my ass crack. I was his little girl, filled with his love juice. The boys didn't arrive until after breakfast, and a snack for me. Surprisingly, they weren't alone. Two girls got out of the car also. "Dad, this is Betty and that's Mary. No, wait.. that's Betty and this is Mary." Oh Lord! So he didn't even know the difference. I hope they are not future daughter prospects. "Hello, Ladies." I used the term loosely. "This is Mark." "Hi, Mark." they said in unison. "He's cute." Mary declared, or was it Betty. Shit I don't know. As the girls and Mark went into the cabin, P.J. and Brad unloaded their bags. I gave P.J. a questioning look, and he just grinned and wiggled his eyebrows up and down. I started preparing lunch for everyone, and the kids went to the pier. I heard a commotion, so I went to investigate. There were four naked people in the lake, and Mark standing on the pier. "Take it off..Take it off." they were chanting at him. He gave in and stripped. When he got down to his boxer briefs, the girls stopped chanting, and just stared at his bulge. He paused, I guess for dramatic effect, then yanked down his undies. "OH MY GOD!" the girls said, again in unison. "Look at it." said one "It's huge" said the other of the interchangeable girls. Mark dove in, and was immediately flanked by the girls. I called them in for lunch, and watched them all climb out of the lake and towel off. The girls didn't appear to be bothered by being watched. They both had very nice bodies. Were I a bit younger... By the time they got dry, the boys were all erect. The difference between Mark and my sons was quite evident. As they dressed, the girls continued to tease all three boys, especially Mark. After lunch, P.J. and Brad took the bobbsey twins for a ride in the boat. As soon as we heard the engine start, Mark grabbed me and hauled me into the bedroom. "Those girls are driving me nuts. I need your pussy." Who was I to argue. Mark fucked me with a vengeance. "Do you think they want me to fuck them?" "Yes" "You know I'm only going to fuck you though, don't you?" "Yes, please." "Do all you little girls like big cocks? Am I fucking you good?" "Yes. Please don't stop fucking me." "Don't you worry, I'm going to give you all you need. This cock is only going in you, and Anna." If he kept that up, I was going to have to nominate him for son of the year. After he dumped a couple of loads in my wanton ass, we went fishing off the pier. Fortunately we caught enough for a fish fry that night. I put the kids to work on different chores and soon everything was ready. During dinner, I mentioned that someone would have to go into town the next day, for supplies, because I hadn't planned on this many people. P.J. said they would handle it. He is such a good boy. After dinner, Brad took me aside and asked "Dad, you're not going to tell Mom about the girls being here, are you?" "Do I look like a fool? We all would be dead if she knew. Just be sure to hide all the evidence before you leave." He turned and gave P.J. a 'thumbs up' sign. Next thing I know they are taking the bunk bed frames out of the second bedroom. "Just making things a little more comfortable." said P.J. They stacked them out on the porch, then they took the mattress off the sleeper sofa. I knew something was fishy, besides the girls pussies. I checked the bedroom, and they had the entire floor covered in mattresses. It was one big orgy bed. We had a few beers in the cool breeze on the pier. Then we headed back inside. Once inside my sons went straight to the orgy room, but the girls tried to get Mark, also. "Cummon, we can handle three of you" said Betty or Mary, whichever. Mark gracefully declined saying he had a girlfriend. They didn't bother to invite me, though I would have declined also. The girls relented. As they opened the bedroom door, I could see both my sons standing in the middle of those mattresses stroking nice erections. The girls giggled and entered. Mark, again, drug me to the bedroom. We were naked, and he was on my back in record time. I swear he was punishing me for their behavior. I will have to thank them later. Afterwards, as I cleaned his magnificent cock, Mark said "Damn, those girls really want me to fuck them. I'm glad I'm with you though. They're just a couple of skanks. You're a better lay than they are too." He was so sweet, I thought I was going to cry, so instead, I swallowed his cock. Then, when he was hard, I flopped on my back and threw my legs in the air. "Does my little girl need a pony ride? Ok baby girl, you got it." I didn't get much sleep that night. Between the girls caterwauling, and Mark getting horny every time one of them screamed in orgasm. He put so much cum in me, I'm sure I sloshed when I walked. I got up, finally, put coffee on, and started breakfast. I guess the smell of coffee stirred the girls. Each strolled in, nude, grabbed two cups of coffee, and went back. I did get a wave from Mary, I think. Mark came in and sat down for breakfast. Then the other four, not one wearing more than underwear. I reminded P.J. of our short supplies. He said they were going right after Breakfast. Frick and Frack acted like they were going on a big adventure. If those two girls had a brain between them, they both forgot who's turn it was to carry it. By the time Mark and I cleaned the kitchen, they were pulling out of the gate. I was putting away the last of the utensils, when I heard Mark call from the bedroom "Little girl?" I was face down again, his chin on my neck, as he gave long slow thrusts. "Those sluts are taunting me. Running around with their titties flopping about. Their hairy pussies on display for everybody." He slid his hand around my chest. "I like your little tits better, and Anna has a lot prettier breasts than they do. And I definitely like your tight little girl pussy best. Theirs is probably all stretched out." He took his time, slow deep strokes. Almost like making love to me. After a few minutes, he reached lower and cupped my dick in his hand. I know he could feel it quake every time he pushed into me. It was only the second time he touched my dick. We came at the same time. It was heavenly. Basking in the glow, he said "I don't know which will give out first, my big cock, or your little pussy. With those girls around, one of us is going to break." When they returned, they decided to play strip poker. One article of clothing per hand the lowest hand had to pay. After someone was nude, he/she had to pay a penance of the winner's choice. I declined playing, but they managed to talk Mark into it. As always, P.J. had the girls naked in no time. Brad and Mark weren't far behind. Usually the winner would make the loser do something for him/her self. My sons would have one or the other girl stroke his cock for one minute, or even take a cock in the mouth. Mark was pretty safe during this, although he and the boys were sporting erections. It wasn't until one of the girls won a hand and the other lost, did Mark get involved in a penance. Betty? made Mary? sit in Mark's lap for the duration of the next hand. Mary delightedly went to Mark, grabbed his cock, stroked it a few times before pushing it down between his legs. She made a show of spreading her legs wide enough to straddle Mark's legs, and sat down. This put her pussy on display to everyone, and Mark's big cock was making contact. During the hand, Mary had to lean forward to pick up her cards..etc. Mark was sweating bullets, because she would take her time picking up one card at a time. While doing that, she would rock back and forth on his cock. It had to be rubbing her clit. Everyone was enjoying the show, so the hand took a long time to play. Mark's resistance was truly tested. When the hand was over, Mary got up, and the top of Mark's cock was glistening with her juice. Then she made a show of rubbing her pussy, and licking her fingers. Two hands later, it was a repeat. When Mary got to Mark, though instead of pushing his cock down before straddling him, she held it straight up and started to impale herself on it. It was about three inches in, when Mark realized what was happening. He quickly stood up, causing Mary to end up on the floor. I was so proud of him. This seemed to end the game, and my sons took the tramps to the bedroom for a little afternoon delight. Mark did the same for me. I got the better end of the deal. I washed his cock, before I would allow it in me. He wasn't pleased with the delay, but he understood. Who wants a tramp's juice in their ass? He was boning me so hard, I could barely stand it. I didn't mind though, I completely understood. "That bitch really wants my cock." he said as he banged me from behind. I was flat on my stomach, my dick drooling on the sheets. "I'm not going to fuck some skank." he pounded away. "I can't do that to Anna." Then he slowed down, gave me a couple of very long slow strokes, "Or to my little girl." Then he kissed my neck. He actually kissed my neck. I unloaded. "I have my little girl, that's all I need. Not some whore." My cum soaked the sheets, my tears soaked the pillow case. At dinner, Mark made it a point to apologize to Mary/Betty. "I'm very sorry for this afternoon Ladies. It's not that you're not attractive, it's just that I have a girlfriend. I don't want to mess that up." The girls just looked at him, then they both got up and kissed him on either cheek. Mary tousled his hair and said "That is so sweet. Why can't I find a guy like you?" I couldn't help but think 'Highly unlikely.' The girls left Mark alone after that. They still displayed their charms freely, but didn't touch him. He always took his frustrations out on me... gosh darn it. I blew him at least twice a day, and he fucked me sometimes twice a day, but at least once. Monday, I made the boys put everything back the way it belonged. I thought about burning the sheets they used, but opted to just wash them. Mark and I watched them drive away. Then headed to the bedroom for one last fuck, before returning to the real world. ***** Author's note: I think there will be one more installment before reaching the end of this tale. Boys Week At The Cabin Ch. 04 Returning home, I knew things would have to change. I couldn't keep having sex with my daughter's boyfriend. Someone will find out. My wife would divorce me, my children would hate me. But DAMN that boy is so fine. And I wouldn't admit it to anyone, but the sex was better than with my wife. I had to make the tough decision. My family is too important to me. I had to give up Mark. The thought of which, drove me completely mad. How was I to live without his marvelous cock in me, now that I had acquired the taste. That seems so inadequate. I lusted for him, needed him. We returned on Monday, by Wednesday I was in withdrawals. I was starting to eye the cucumbers in the fridge. Friday, Anna and Mark had been out all day, running around who knows where. They came in around five. so she could shower and change, before going to dinner. I was in my office, when they entered. She gave me a kiss, and ran upstairs. Mark stood by the door, watching her. When he heard the shower start, he closed my office door. Just like the last time he was in here, he leaned on my desk, with his arms crossed over his chest. I was powerless. My resolve went right out the window. I unzipped his pants, and took him in. "That's a good girl. Take care of your man. Anna was wearing a lowcut tank top. I've been staring at her rack all day. I haven't cum since Monday, I got plenty for my little girl. There you go, swallow all of it." It was a huge load, even for Mark. But, I wasn't going to miss a drop. Manna from heaven. Then he just zipped up and left. Later, the whole family was watching some shitty movie. Mark and Anna, were sitting on the sofa across from the one my wife and I were on. The boys were on a third. Mark said "Sir, do you know anything about B.M.W.'s?" "A little, why?" "Can you take a look at something for me?" He led me to his car, he sat in the driver's seat, and turned off the dome light. There in my driveway, with the door open, I got on my knees on the concrete, and sucked his cock. I heard a dog bark close by, but Mark just pushed my head back down on his cock. I'm Completely Powerless. We entered the den and Mark said "Thank you Sir. I'll take it to the dealership, first thing Monday." You gotta love a quick thinking boy like that. Sunday, my wife took the kids to church as usual. I rarely attend. Mark came over ten minutes after they left. As my family was praising the lord, I was calling out his name, on my back legs in the air. As he watched me cum, Mark said. "You know little girl, I'm never going to stop fucking you. I love your pussy, and your pussy loves my cock." "What about when you're fifty, and I'm seventy seven?" "Ok, maybe then. But only because I don't want you to have a heart attack, and I have to explain it to Anna." Well, I got that going for me. Thirty two years of Mark fucking me... I can live with that. Monday evening, Anna came into my office. She closed the door behind her. The expression on her face, was one I wasn't familiar with. I thought I was dead meat. "Dad, I need to ask you something, and I need you to tell me the truth." I was definitely road kill. "Brad told me they took girls up to the cabin last week. Is that true?" "Well, yes, baby, they did." "He said there was an orgy. Is that true?" "I wouldn't exactly call it an orgy..." "Did Mark fuck those girls?" "What? No. He didn't touch them. He had ample opportunity to..hell they practically threw themselves at him. But he refused. He never did anything with those girls. Why would Brad tell you that about Mark? It isn't true." "Brad told me there were girls, that they tried to have sex with Mark, and that Mark was a perfect gentleman. I just wanted to confirm it." She was smiling ear to ear. She turned to leave. "Wait. You... uh you aren't going to tell your mom, are you?" "Dad, please,..have I ever been a tattletale?" She hadn't. Growing up with two older brothers, I'm sure she had plenty of chances to, but she never did. Boy was I relieved. Thursday, Mark, was early picking up Anna. While he waited in my office I was sucking his cock, when he said "I wish I had time to fuck your pussy, you will just have to settle on swallowing my load. I bet your little pussy is gagging for it though, right?" I nodded and moaned. "You love my cock, don't you? I again nodded and moaned. "You love me don't you?" I stopped and looked up at him "You do. Don't you?" ...I nodded. "I've always known." He took hold of my head, and fucked my mouth for a few minutes. "That's what you need. My cock in your mouth and your ass. Because you love me. You don't do it for anyone else but me. You love your wife, and of course your kids, and you love me too. You and I have something different, something special." How does he know so much at eighteen years old. "When Anna and I get married, I'm still going to give you what you need. Because you give me something special too. Devotion." He filled my mouth with his tasty nectar, but I didn't want to let it go. I wanted to love on it as long as possible. "I will be a good husband to Anna, but I will also be devoted to you. I will not share this with anyone else but you, little girl." You know, it's very hard to swallow a big cock and cry at the same time. That night Anna came home later than usual. I was still up,watching TV, supposedly, when she came in. She had a huge smile on her face. "Hi, Daddy." "Is everything alright, Anna?" "Everything is just wonderful." I think you could have ran over her with a truck, and that smile would still be there. I was a little suspicious. I watched her as she went up the stairs. She was definitely walking gently. I knew then what had happened. Sunday, during church, Mark came to the house again. We were in our pool house, so we could hear cars in the driveway. He had just finished fucking me long and hard. As I cleaned his cock, I asked "Did you fuck Anna Thursday night?" "Yes. I hope that was okay. I plan to marry her, you know." "How did it go, did you have any performance issues?" "No. Thanks to you, I didn't. Once I got past her cherry, she cried a little. Not sure if it was because it hurt or because she gave up her virginity. I kissed her for a while and was very loving and reassuring to her. When she had calmed down I started to give her a little at a time. Fortunately she was pretty wet. It took a while but I was finally balls deep. I fucked her nice and slow, kissing her the whole time. She came in just a few minutes, so then I started to give it to her harder. She came again. I love watching both of you cum. By the time I finished, we came together. I lasted forty five minutes after taking her cherry." "Very nice. I'm proud of you. It sounds like you did alright by my daughter too. If the smile she's been wearing is any indication, she is very happy with what you did." He was hard again, so I started to blow him. "Get on your back, I want to watch you cum." I did, and I did. Anna didn't tell me she gave up her cherry, maybe she told her mom, who hasn't shared that info with me. I pretended I didn't know. When school started, I didn't see much of them. some weekends they would come home. Sundays were best, because my wife and kids went to church, Mark would "keep me company." Some weekends he came down alone. We spent a lot of time together then. Summers were best. The family time at the cabin, and especially the boys weeks at the the cabin. Mark was always invited. For their sophomore year, Mark and Anna, moved in together. She changed schools, so she could be with him. His family paid all their living expenses, so it saved me a shitload of money. They were also able to come home every weekend. I love weekends, especially Sundays. That was six years ago. Mark and Anna are married now, and she is preggers for the second time. Mark is the epitome of the perfect husband. Of course, he has no need to stray. Between Anna and I, he is completely sated. Did I mention I love Sundays, and my great grandfather's cabin. Boys Week At The Cabin I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but it is my daughter's happiness we are talking about. Besides, he will make a great son, I didn't want her to dump him because he couldn't get her off. "What can I do?" "The problem is that you have been jerking off for 5 or 6 yrs. Usually in the bathroom, usually in a hurry. Because you're afraid your mom will hear you, or worse catch you doing it, right?" "Yeah, I was always thinking she was at the bathroom door, listening. I got to where I could walk in the bathroom, get hard, cum, and be out before she even knew I left the living room." "Well there you have it. You have trained yourself to be fast. Now you have to retrain yourself to be slow. When you are jerking off, you think about your favorite fantasy, and BAM, you are unloading into the toilet bowl. Now, you want to think about how you can please your partner, not what pleases you. The actual physical things going on will keep you hard, the mental part is what makes you cum. So mentally, you have to be thinking 'wow she likes me to lick her nipples, so I will do that.' then you move on to the next step. 'if I rub her clit, she will cum faster.' It's all mental." "I think I know what you mean. Do you think you can help?" "We'll try." That evening we had frozen pizza and of course lots of beer. The boys regaled us with the stories of their conquests that day in town. Then they played some silly card game, that I have yet to understand. When I retired to the master suite, I showered and climbed into bed. Mark soon followed, showering first, then slipping into bed. I didn't ask permission, I just reached for his boxers and pulled them off. He didn't say anything as I lay my head on his chest and grabbed that python by the throat. I stroked it for a while, then stopped. He let out a groan when I stopped. I could tell he was getting close. After a minute, I turned around on the bed so I could take that monster from a different angle. I managed to get it all the way down my throat, with my nose in his pubic hair. I bobbed up and down on it for a minute, then released it again. Damn, even his groans were sexy. Next I concentrated on the fat head, dragging my tongue repeatedly on the underside of his glans. His cock swelled up, and I stopped. I know he wanted to strangle me, or at least bludgeon me to death with his cock. I kept edging him for about ten minutes, before I finally let him finish. I took that wonderful cock in and let him blast my mouth with his delightful nectar. "OOhh Man! That was amazing. Do you think Anna can do that?" "I don't know about my daughter's felatio skills, but if she is like her mother, she doesn't do it often enough." He praised my skills. We talked a bit about his holding back and how to practice. Then I went down on him again. He lasted about five minutes without my help. Of course it was his second round of the night, so it should have lasted longer. After eight hours of sleep, I woke him by taking his beautiful cock in my mouth. I was really enjoying this. Getting to suck cock, and helping a young man, and possibly my daughter, at the same time. Truth be told, I would have sucked him anyway. I can't even explain why I was so drawn to his cock. Midday, the boys all went skinny dipping off the pier again. Although I had been swimming nude with my sons since they were young, I didn't think they wanted their friends seeing their dad nude. So I sat in my lawn chair, enjoying the view. I admit I like watching all those cocks, but I didn't want them the way I wanted Mark's. Maybe it was a size thing, but mostly because it was attached to Mark. I really like the boy. At one point I went and brought beers to all the boys, and told them I was going to hose down the boat. Mark offered to help...I told you he was smart. We went into the boathouse, and quickly hosed the boat down. Then we went into the cabin. He went from limp to cumming in ten minutes. A personal record. I swallowed another great load, I don't know how he produces so much sperm. Maybe it is those egg size balls of his. He went back to the pier with the boys, and I released my own load. I was thinking about his cock in my mouth when I came. That night he didn't bother with boxers. He knew what was going to happen. I got excited as I watched him cross the room from the bathroom to his side of the bed. This Kid was like succubus only male, and I was helpless to resist. I immediately took him into my mouth. He put his hands on the back of my head, and forced me further down his magnificent cock. I didn't mind. He face fucked me for ten minutes before unloading all the way down my throat. I didn't even get to taste it, but I loved it. He lay there panting, as I lay my head on his chest. Playing with his limp cock, like a schoolgirl with a crush on the quarterback. It wasn't long before he was hard again. "You really like my cock, don't you?" I nodded my head. "Do you think Anna will like it?" Again I nodded, thinking she would be crazy if she didn't. "You don't mind that I want to fuck your daughter?" I shook my head. "Would you like to watch me fuck her?" I had to be honest, I nodded again. "You really want me to shove my big cock into her tight little pussy, don't you? Then suck it. Show me you love my cock." He pushed my head down on it again. I wanted it as much as he did. I wanted to pleasure him. I didn't try to suppress his release. I wanted his cum. Yet he lasted close to twenty minutes. He was learning to hold off. I was proud of him. In the morning, I toyed with his cock until he woke. I told him to think about sports, or the latest news, or Hillary Clinton, that ought to keep him from cumming. I sucked him earnestly for thirty minutes before he honored me with his essence. I lay there contented to nurse on his cock for as long as he would let me. When we left the bedroom, we discovered the boys had already scattered to parts unknown. Of course they left a mess in the kitchen, so after we ate and had coffee, we started cleaning. Mark was silent for a moment then asked "Have you done this with lots of guys?" We really hadn't spoken about this 'relationship' at all. "To be totally honest, I haven't done anything like this since I was in school, twenty five years ago." "I was just wondering, because you seem to like it." "I guess I do." I thought about it for a moment then said "But only because it's you. You've captivated me somehow. I never in a million years would have done anything like this with anyone else." "You really like my cock, huh?" "Well, it is a great cock. There are a lot of great cocks around, but this one is attached to you." Damn.. did I just tell my daughter's boyfriend that I love him? I hope he didn't get the message. He was lost in thought for a moment then "So, If the other guys here wanted blow jobs, you wouldn't do it?" "Hell no." He seemed pleased with that. We finished cleaning and without a word went to the bedroom. He was naked, and I was on my knees in front of him in seconds. It had only been a little while since I had his wonderful cock in my mouth, yet I went at it like a starving man. I worshiped his cock for as long as I could, and was rewarded with his sweet seed. Still I sucked until he went soft. Even soft his cock filled my mouth and then some. I managed to get two more loads from him, before the others returned. I couldn't help myself, I needed to suck his cock. There is no explanation. Suffice to say, I sucked him as often as I could the rest of the week. He continued to improve on withholding his orgasm. He never touched me, offered no reciprocation, he knew it wasn't expected or necessary. At the end of the week, we returned home. The boys all went their separate ways, and life returned to normal. Or did it...