8 comments/ 139585 views/ 95 favorites Maybe the Son Knows Best By: markindy This story includes descriptions of male incest, mmf, and gay sex. This is presented as a fantasy only. This is not the kind of thing that would normally appeal to me...but was inspired by the true story of a trusted friend. ++++++++++++++++++++++ At the age of 40, I feel like I've already had more than my share of distress. I fathered a child at age 22, and married a friend I barely knew at the time. That part turned out well...Kate and I turned a potentially horrible situation into a wonderful marriage that lasted 17 years...until she died of an undiagnosed medical condition. The only thing that kept me from wallowing in self-pity was our son, Jake. Even at the age of 18, he had the ability to keep it all in perspective, and helped keep my feet on solid ground. It always seemed that it should have been the other way around, but I was grateful for his determination that we would weather the storm together. When it came time for Jake to leave for college, I was a jumbled mess of immense pride and selfish insecurity. I did my best to keep up the façade of a strong man who was simply stepping into another phase of life, but Jake knew I had some uneasiness about truly living alone for the first time in my life. "Dad, I promise to call at least once a week and fill you in on how things are going." Jake said as he put the last bag in his overstuffed car. "Just promise me you'll take advantage of this time to go out and meet people. If nothing else, just get laid, for god's sake." He said with a laugh as he slapped me on the back. Being an all male household at the end of his teenage years, I probably allowed too much "guy talk" into our everyday routine. Even when his mother was alive, Kate and I wanted to raise our son with what we thought was a healthy outlook on self-image, sexuality, and emotional relationships. Our family was openly affectionate with each other, and frank in our discussions about health and body image during his developing years. We weren't granola-munching naturists who ran around the house nude...but seeing his mother briefly topless as she changed, or Jake and I seeing each other step out of the shower was not considered embarrassing or taboo. We certainly didn't make love with him in attendance, but we didn't steer away from the fact that we had a fulfilling sex-life. When Jake hit his later teens, we tried to emphasize the responsibilities of sexual behaviors, instead of making it seem "mysterious" by insisting on abstinence until marriage...even though we loved him more than anything, his conception was a major stress on a young couple, and we wanted him to avoid the unnecessary drama. "Yeah, well...I'll work on that. Just be careful with all those available coeds. I'm not dumb enough to think you won't mess around...but please keep your dick in a wrapper. I know you'll do the right thing, but I had to have my last "parental moment"...so just cut me some slack." I answered while giving him a firm hug. "And for god's sake...no fucking drugs." "I think I'll have my hands full keeping my scholarship...a piece of ass is low on the list, and becoming a stoner is even lower. But really, Dad...you're too young to be a lonely widower. Get out there and let the ladies see that buff bod. I have it on good authority that you were high on the cheerleader's DILF list." Jake said with a huge smile as he got into the car. Jake's former girlfriend was on the high school squad, so I had a good idea who the "authority" was. "What the hell is a DILF?" I asked, feeling mildly out of touch. "Have you been under a rock or something?" Jake asked sarcastically. "That's a Dad I'd Like to Fuck. They really are a bunch of immature sluts...but I thought you might enjoy the odd compliment anyway." He was right...I did feel good to think I wasn't just a gross old man, but hardly the age-group I wanted to attract. I have managed to take good care of myself, and as a family we enjoyed a variety of physical activity. I played baseball in college, and dabbled in gymnastics until the continual training schedule started taking a toll on my grades. As an adult, I still enjoy basketball and the community soccer league. At six feet tall, and 170 pounds, I have a lean and muscular frame, with just the faint hints of grey creeping into my dark brown hair. Jake also enjoyed athletics, but never really focused on any particular sport. Spending a lot of time in the weight room with his high school buddies, he has a more developed upper body than his Dad, with a narrow waist and v-shaped torso. I have to admit, he's a good looking kid...with his mother's blond hair and blue eyes, standing 5'-10", and a lean 165 pounds...it was no wonder he had as many girlfriends as he did. I took a bit more pride, however, in his academics...his attention to grades certainly made it easier to get him into college. "Take care, son...don't do anything I wouldn't do...whatever that is." I said as he pulled away. I had no idea how much we would test that statement just a year later. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I took my son's advice, and finally got out of my cave and started dating again. It still felt odd...almost like cheating on my deceased wife...but I was getting more comfortable as the months wore on. It's been nearly a year and a half since Jake left home, and I've been dating a woman named Lisa for the past few months. While I enjoy her company, there was no denying that I wanted a physical relationship as well...and going without sex for nearly three years was getting very old. "Why don't we take this upstairs...where we have more room to play?" I whispered in Lisa's ear as I nuzzled her neck, and the swelling in my pants began to grow. "I don't know, Ben. Isn't your son coming home today?" She said with uneasiness in her voice. "He's not due for hours. Besides, he's a big boy...what we do isn't going to shock him. You've met each other before...it's all cool." I replied, trying to ease her tension while softly brushing her breasts through the fabric of her top. Lisa kept brushing my hand away, and seemed to growing more uncomfortable by the minute. We had been getting along great, and felt we were ready for the next step...but it seemed she had other ideas. "Lisa, look...I'm not trying to be pushy...we just really seem to enjoy each other, and I'd really like to express that in a more personal way." I said, in the most "understanding guy" voice I could manage, while I thought I may have heard a car door close outside. "Ben...no...I'm sorry...I thought I could do this for you...but, no." Lisa said, sounding frazzled as she pushed me back and reached for her purse. "You're a great guy, and I enjoy hanging out...but I just don't want another physical relationship right now. If you want fucked...go hang out at the bars." She got up from the couch, and went through the front door without saying a word. To say the least, I was a bit stunned. I just sat there on the couch, my hard-on fading, when I heard a knock on the door frame behind me. Jake had come in the house through the back door, and no doubt heard Lisa's farewell words. "Ouch...sorry, Dad...didn't mean to eavesdrop...just came in at the wrong time. Guess it's safe to say she's not quite over the divorce yet." Jake offered with compassion. "That would be my guess. She'll probably call in a few hours trying to apologize...but I've been down this path a few too many times with her...I'm over it now. She's just going to have to figure this out with her other friends...I'm tired of being the doormat." "Can't say I blame you...I know you've been going out with her for awhile." Jake said as he stepped into the living room. "Like I told you last week, Lindsey came with this time...she's outside finishing a call on her cell phone." "Oh, yeah...sure...everything still good with you two?" I asked with mild interest. "I know you think its weird...but once we both decided we were better as "friends with benefits", instead of a dating couple...things got much more comfortable and relaxed. We're both too focused on school right now...we like having fun together, and we both know that's as far as it is ever likely to go." Jake said as though tired of having to explain it to me yet again. "Hey...it's alright...you don't have to keep justifying it to me. As long as you're both on the same page, and know what you're doing...there won't be any judgment on my end." "Hi, Ben...when you two are together, I can never decide who's hotter." Lindsey said as she came in the house, in an attempt to embarrass me. "Jake...if you get the luggage, I'll get dinner started." Lindsey is a strong-willed young woman who tends to "take charge" whenever she enters a room. Two years older than Jake, I was unsure what to make of her at first, but it didn't take long for me to see why my son was intrigued. While physically not much like his mother, her attitude is really quite similar. An attractive girl, at about 5'-4", nicely built, with pleasantly firm c-cups...she had the skin, dark hair, and brown eyes that revealed her Spanish heritage. She also had a casual attitude around the house...making coffee in the morning wearing only Jake's t-shirt and boxers...that seemed perfectly at ease with his upbringing. A policy I now debated in my own mind as I found myself staring at my son's "main squeeze"...or whatever they wanted to call each other. Jake and Lindsey were planning to stay the entire week of their semester break...and I was happy to have the company. Two days into their visit, they came home late after a night out with friends. I was already in bed, but not sleeping well...still wondering what I could have done to make things easier for Lisa. Roughly an hour later, I heard what sounded something like cries of pain. Without thinking, I got up to investigate. The door to Jake's room was partially open, and I saw quite plainly the source of the noise. Lindsey was straddling Jake's waist, his hands kneading her breasts, as she rose up and down on his erect member. I was mesmerized by the scene, both moaning in pleasure as she reached down to play with her clit...Jake's cock glistening with her wetness as he raised his hips to meet her writhing form. I grew instantly hard, and green with envy, as I witnessed the intensity of their lovemaking. It quickly occurred to me that I was watching my son have sex, and immediately felt remorse. The floor made a small creak as I stepped back from the door, alerting Lindsey to my presence...Jake seemed oblivious. I half expected her to scream, or cover up...anything but what she did. All I could see was the top of Jake's head...but Lindsey was looking me directly in the eye as she smiled, licked her lips, and increased the intensity of her riding motions. Purely from instinct, I reached down and started to stroke my aching cock through the fabric of my boxers. Their young, lithe bodies', moving together was truly a beautiful sight, and I stood frozen in place as Lindsey kept her gaze upon me. "Oh yes...yes, Jake...fuck me, fuck me hard, baby...make me feel all of that beautiful cock!" Lindsey screamed as she silently mouthed the words "show me" in my direction. I was obviously not thinking at all, as I pulled my steel-hard shaft through the opening of my fly, revealing the swollen seven inches within my grip. Lindsey's nipples grew even firmer, and her breathing became short as she obviously approached her orgasm. Jake's groans were coarser, and more guttural as his thrusts grew shorter and more rapid. "Fuck...oh, fuck...I'm cumming Linds...uuugghhhh...mmmppphhh...aaarrrrrgggghhh!" Jake screamed as his body tensed and his load shot deep into Lindsey's folds. "Uh huh...uh huh...oh shit, yes...yes!" Lindsey squealed as she gripped Jake's shoulders and her body convulsed with the power of her climax. Lindsey turned her gaze away from me as she slowly regained her breath, and eased off Jake's deflating cock, allowing it to fall heavily against his thigh. She stroked his body, gently dragging her fingers across his naturally smooth chest, and over his still highly sensitive member. My son's body shook as she slid down and took his softened cock into her mouth, lapping at their combined fluids with a lustful hunger. My own need for release was growing uncontrollably, and I was brought to the edge as I saw her reach below him and remove a bright pink vibrator from Jake's ass. "Didn't I tell you it would add something special?" Lindsey cooed as she sat the tool aside, and lay across his body, pecking his face with kisses. "Mmmm, yeah...better than thought it would be." Jake said softly as they embraced. "You've shown me some wild stuff before...but that was hotter than hell." At that moment, my mind paid no attention to where I was, or what I was doing. It was amazing I had enough self-awareness to stifle my groans as I shot a heavy load across the hallway floor. In my mind, it wasn't the taboo nature of watching my son have sex that got me off...it was the longing for something I hadn't felt myself in three years, and the similarity to the play Kate and I shared. We were sometimes very "inventive", and unafraid to try new variations. The first time my wife decided to try licking my ass, or massaging my prostate...it brought unexpected intensity to a fairly vanilla-minded guy. How I longed to share that kind of intimacy again. As they lay together on the bed, and the fog in my mind cleared, I became worried that I would be caught playing the peeping-tom. I quickly removed my t-shirt, and knelt slowly to the floor to wipe-up the evidence of my illicit voyeurism. Lindsey looked briefly in my direction and winked as she snuggled tightly against Jake's muscled frame. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I slept poorly the rest of the night, and woke up with a case of morning wood that just wouldn't go away. The images from last night were running through my mind as I slowly stroked myself...hoping for a little relief. My fantasies were disturbed, however, as I heard Jake and Lindsey downstairs making breakfast. "Hey, Dad...you're burning daylight...come down for breakfast before Lindsey burns it." My son yelled up the stairs, knowing I would be awake. "Ok...be right down." I answered back, as I stepped into the bathroom for a piss while my dick slowly deflated. I threw on a robe and was a little surprised to see Jake sitting at the table in a t-shirt and boxer-briefs, with Lindsey in panties and another of Jake's shirts. "Hey Ben...sorry about the skimpy clothing...hope it doesn't embarrass you, but I forgot my robe, and my other stuff is in the washer." Lindsey said with a smile as she turned from the eggs on the stove to greet me. "Jake convinced me you'd be alright with it." "Careful, Dad...I wouldn't be surprised if this is some elaborate scheme to seduce you." Jake said with a wink as he picked up the paper and drank his coffee. "You can be so evil-minded." Lindsey replied as she gently smacked Jake's left cheek after placing plates of eggs and bacon in front of us. "I'm going down to check on my laundry...be right back." Actually, I was mildly embarrassed. The thin cotton material of the t-shirt did little to hide the shape of her breasts, or the firm tips of her nipples. She's a very attractive young lady, and I certainly didn't mind the show...but I still felt awkward leering after the woman who's fucking my son. "No shit, Dad." Jake said in a low town as he leaned toward me at the table. "You're in danger of becoming her favorite project. She's convinced you have to be miserable without a physical relationship for so long. She spent the whole damn morning drilling me on your sex life. You know...maybe you should let her. She's thought you were pretty hot since the first time she met you." I nearly gagged on my breakfast. I sat stunned for a few moments, truly not sure of what to say. "Did you honestly just suggest that I have sex with your girlfriend?" "Well...really, that's between you and her...and she's not my girlfriend...at least not in the "lets get married and have kids some day" kind of way." Jake said with a wide grin. "Lindsey is honestly not a "sleep with anybody she meets" slut...she still wants to meet the right guy...but isn't afraid to have a "small group of friends" in the meantime." I was still struggling to put this in perspective. "Aside from how unconventional this situation already is...aren't you a little freaked-out that you could be having sex with the same person as your "old man"? "Fuck, no..." Jake declared with a laugh and choking through his coffee. "We're just two guys having a good time with a beautiful girl who's really into us. We're talking about having fun and getting off...not buying an engagement ring. I know you think Lindsey and I are way too casual about this kind of thing...but maybe something casual is what you need right now." I was at least thankful for the robe I was wearing, as the thought of fucking Lindsey was certainly gaining approval from the head between my legs. "Well, it takes a lot to embarrass me, and I think you managed to do it. But I think you should discourage Lindsey from pursuing this project." "I'll let her know we talked about it." Jake said with a sly grin. "But if she asks, I'll have to admit that I didn't get a clear "no" from you on the subject." I was just about to add a definitive "no" to my answer, when Lindsey came up the stairs now fully dressed and carrying a basket of clean clothes. "Come on, Jake...we need to meet our friends downtown for the movie." Lindsey said as she walked past us towards the stairs. Jake grunted as he took a last sip of coffee and got up to follow behind her. I could swear he was showing more of a tent in those boxer-briefs than normal...no doubt the result of our conversation. The rest of the day I kept myself as busy as possible...trying to keep my Son's illicit suggestion from spending too much time in my thoughts. I had actually done pretty well, until Jake and Lindsey returned home around 9pm. They filled me in on their day, and we shared friendly conversation as Lindsey poured wine she bought that afternoon. The wine was great, and all of us had a comfortable buzz going...though nowhere near being drunk. Lindsey had turned on the stereo and invited Jake for a quick spin on the living room floor. They danced slowly and close together...Lindsey whispering in Jake's ear as she slid her hands into the back pockets of his jeans. They looked great together, and I thought it may be time for me to give them a bit more space. I was getting ready to go upstairs when Lindsey broke from Jake's embrace and stepped toward me. "Why, yes...of course you may step-in" She said as she took my hand and led me to the center of the floor. "I hear you're a very smooth dancer." "I think the rumors are exaggerated." I replied as I clumsily tried to avoid stepping on her toes. "I'll just leave you guys alone to enjoy your evening." "The evening will be much more fun if you stay." Lindsey said in my ear as she pulled me closer...her breasts pressing against my chest and her right hand resting on my ass. "I told Jake how hot it was having you watch us...just relax and enjoy yourself...everybody needs some fun in their lives." Jake must have seen the look of horror on my face as I realized he knew that I saw him and Lindsey together. My heart pounded as I glanced in his direction while Lindsey held me close and nibbled on my ear. Jake just grinned broadly as he raised his wine glass in a mock toast and watched from the sofa with approving interest. "I'm flattered as hell...but this just isn't right." I stammered as Lindsey ran her tongue across my throat. "Don't you miss feeling another person close to you...sharing the things that make us all feel so good?" Lindsey cooed as she guided my hand to cup her ass. "We want you to feel good, Ben...that's all...relieving some tension in a way that's just not the same on your own." Maybe the Son Knows Best There was no doubt I desperately wanted exactly what she was offering. Having a gorgeous woman half my age throwing herself at me, along with an over-extended state of horniness and the lowered inhibitions of drinking too much wine...I became nearly unaware of Jake's presence as I allowed Lindsey's sensual kiss and embraced her tightly. I was lost in her passionate kiss as our tongues darted back and forth while she slowly opened the buttons of my shirt. With my chest exposed, she broke from my lips and slowly traced her way down my neatly trimmed chest, stopping to lick and suck at my nipples. My fingers ran through her hair as I savored the closeness of another human being and the incredible sensations she was giving me. I opened my eyes briefly and was jolted back into the realization that Jake was still in the room and watching us closely. "Oh shit...Jake, man...fuck...I'm sorry." I said clumsily as I stood frozen with Lindsey still teasing my left nipple. "Don't be sorry, dude." Jake said calmly. "Lindsey and I want to see you happy...and more importantly right now, relaxed. But to be fair, this is as much about Lindsey as it is you." "Ben, sweetheart...Jake is still here because I want him to stay." Lindsey said as stroked my face and kissed me deeply. "He's agreed to play out a fantasy of mine...that is as long as we're all having fun...things can change if it all gets too weird." "Where exactly is this going?" I asked in sincere puzzlement. "Forget the questions...just go with it and enjoy things as they happen for pleasure's sake." She replied as her hand lowered and gently kneaded my groin. "It's all consensual, and all in good fun." Lindsey then planted another deep kiss to my lips before I had a chance to speak, and quickly pulled my shirt off my shoulders, leaving the fabric hanging at my waist. I was once again lost in the smell of her perfume, the passion in her kiss, and the gentle curves of her body. In the corner of my eye, I could see Jake pull of his shirt and slowly walk behind Lindsey until she was sandwiched between us. His hands tugged at her blouse, and she raised her arms as he pulled it over her head, revealing her perfect breasts as our lips parted. Her body was truly incredible, and I stared longingly as Jake squeezed each melon from behind. "Don't just look...show me how much you want them." Lindsey said as she gently pulled my face into her bosom. By now I was overcome with lust, and wasted no time in eagerly lapping and nibbling at her hardened nipples. Lindsey gently stroked my back as I became aware that the hand pressing me into her tits had to be Jake's. I glanced up to see Lindsey's face turned back toward Jake as they shared a deep kiss...his hand still burying me into her cleavage. If I had given much thought to what was happening at that moment, I would have likely ended it there...but I was too far gone now, and wanted the young woman in front of me so intensely that little could have prevented me from having her. I was now operating on instinct, and soon found myself making a trail of kisses down her belly, lingering at her naval, as I worked to open her pants. She and Jake were still in a lip-lock as I pulled the slacks down her nicely rounded ass and a pair of pink lace panties came into view. The smell of sex quickly filled the room as I massaged the inside of her thighs, my hands moving closer to the space between her legs. I could feel the wetness as my fingers carefully stroked and teased across the thin lace. Jake had now moved from behind Lindsey, and was standing at her right side...the evidence of his arousal quite plain as the tenting of his jeans was at eye-level. The fact that I was now involved in a three-way with my own son hit me square in the head. I've never had a sexual experience with any other man around...though I think the idea may have appealed to my wife. Right now all I cared about was making this girl feel as incredible as she was making me feel. If being the focus of two men was her thing, than I was willing to make it happen. In the back of my mind, however, I wondered how desperate I was to get laid if I was willing to share a woman with my son. Lindsey's hands moved to unbutton Jake's jeans while groping his swelling bulge. I decided this was the time to stand up and fully appreciate the firm breasts hanging above me. "Yes...oh, yes guys...suck on my tits...you both feel so damn good." Lindsey said with between heavy sighs. "This is so fucking hot...I hope you're both having as much fun as I am." She said as Jake and I each fondled and sucked on a breast...her hand now gripping the hardened shaft still constrained inside my pants. Lindsey bent down and whispered in my ear, "I'm so glad you're willing to make this so special for me. I want it to be special for all of us." Her tongue traced the outline of my ear before switching sides and whispering to Jake as well. I couldn't make out what she said to Jake, but he let out a short laugh before raising his head to kiss her again on the mouth. "You sure as hell know how to push the limits." Jake said quietly as he parted from her lips. Of course, I had no idea what that meant, but I was soon to find out. Lindsey turned and kissed me, out tongues probing deeply into each other's mouths, her finger nails gently scraping down my chest. I could hear Jake walk around us as my eyes were closed while Lindsey slowly kissed her way over my pecs and down my belly. I gasped for air as I felt another pair of hands reach from behind me, opening the button of my pants and lowering the zipper. Jake's hands rested on each side of my waist as Lindsey licked and kissed at the waistband of my briefs. "Damn, dude...check out how fucking hot she is for us." Jake said in a calm, masculine tone. "She's already taken us where none of us has been before. It's all cool...I couldn't do this kind of thing with anyone I wasn't comfortable with." Jake paused briefly, as though trying to gauge my reaction. "If it gets too freaky, just say the word...but we're all just here for a good time." I really didn't know how to respond. I was horned as hell, Lindsey was now chewing at my cock through the fabric of my briefs, and my son was warning me not to freak-out. It was hard to sort out my thoughts through the strong desire to fuck the woman kneeling in front of me. "Show him to me, baby...let me see that family resemblance." Lindsey said in a sultry tone as she looked up and smiled at me. Jake made no comment as he slid his fingers into the elastic of my briefs and pulled my pants down to the floor. My aching cock sprang out and smacked Lindsey across the cheek just before she grabbed it at the base and began licking the length of it. With Jake kneeling behind me, he pulled the shoes off my feet and tugged the remaining clothes away from my ankles. "Mmmm...this family certainly has the genes for beautiful cocks." Lindsey said just before grabbing my ass and taking half my cock into her mouth, coating it in spit and employing the best oral skills I had ever experienced. It didn't take long before she had all of my seven inches down her throat, her nose buried in my pubes and saliva trailing down my balls. My whole body tingled with the feeling that I had been missing for so long. She was good...damn good...and I placed a hand behind her head as I slowly began pumping into her willing mouth. Lindsey didn't back down, and seemed eager to take as much as I wanted to give while she fingered her dripping snatch. "Oh fuck, yeah. Feed it to her, man!" Jake said as he sat on the couch watching us...stroking the hard cock that rose from the fly of his jeans. "He loves it Linds...now he knows how good a cocksucker you really are." Even in my heightened state of arousal and need, it was odd to hear my son offering cheers of sexual encouragement. I expected to be repulsed by the taboo nature of what was happening, but found myself being turned-on like never before. Allowing this to happen was no doubt partly due to my long dry-spell...but I was still surprised that I felt comfortable with it at all, and oddly grateful that they were willing to share this with me. "Lose the clothes, baby. Get over here and let me take in both your gorgeous bods." Lindsey demanded more than suggested. I looked over at Jake, my mind in a sexual fog, as he stepped out of his clothes and walked toward us...his hard cock bouncing with every step. He stood behind Lindsey as she continued sucking my pole, smiling at me with a wide, toothy grin. I had seen my son naked any number of times, but aside from the voyeurism of a few nights ago, never in this condition. His dark blond hair, toned physique, and smooth body were all familiar...but the close-up view of his engorged manhood was not. I couldn't help but admire what a solid specimen he really was. I'll admit to being in pretty good shape myself, but Jake had the advantage of nearly twenty years less wear. Our dicks were remarkably similar...both a bit thicker than average, with Jake having about an inch more length. As is common in with my generation, my cock is circumcised...but Kate and I decided to leave Jake natural at birth. What drew my attention were his balls...while mine are nicely sized, his were more like very large walnuts...hanging in a low, loose sack that had been shaved smooth (no doubt at Lindsey's request). I suddenly felt very uneasy at examining another man's body so closely...much less my own son...and shifted my attention back to Lindsey's oral talents. "Nice try...but I'm not making myself dizzy." Lindsey said as she grabbed both our cocks. "Don't be shy, Jake...stand right here next to Ben...help a girl avoid a senseless neck cramp." She said coolly as she tugged at his cock until he was standing next to me. Lindsey immediately engulfed Jake's twitching rod while she firmly stroked my spit-soaked member. Jake moaned in pleasure as he closed his eyes and savored her skillful tongue lashing. We both struggled to maintain our balance as she pulled our pricks closer to her open mouth. Jake finally relented, and placed his arm around my shoulder to keep from falling over. We both gasped deeply as Lindsey pressed the heads of our cocks together, forcing them between her overstretched lips and swirling her tongue over them. "Fuck...holy shit, fuck!" Jake said in a shocked tone as we both tried to pull away. Lindsey, however, was not going to back away from her own fantasy that easily. She gripped our nut-sacks carefully, but firmly, to keep us planted right where we were. I found myself mute, and unable to express my own shock at that unexpected move. I had never seen another man's erect cock before...and never imagined that I would have one pressed against my own. Lindsey, however, seemed to be in heaven...and worked our cocks with an enthusiasm I had never seen in any woman. The sensation was odd; to say the least. The heat radiating from Jake's dick was intense, but felt strangely incredible. I couldn't help but feel this wasn't something a father and son should share...but I was also hopelessly lost in the moment. As strange and exciting as all this was...I was finally finding the ability to express my own needs, and felt a change of pace was in order. "Wow...Lindsey you suck cock better than anyone I've ever met." I offered with sincerity. "But I think its time I got a taste of the sweet pussy." "Amen to that." Jake said with a hint of relief as he stepped back, grabbed a blanket from the sofa, and spread it on the floor. "Mmmm...a man who knows what he wants. I like that." Lindsey hissed as I helped her to the floor and slowly pulled the lace panties down her shapely legs. Lindsey's pussy was shaved completely smooth with a small patch of trimmed hair at the top...no real surprise after seeing Jake's hairless sack. The lips were swollen and glistened with moisture. It was perhaps the most beautiful snatch I had ever seen...but after three long years, my perspective may have been skewed. I wasted no time, and quickly buried my tongue deep into her folds. She squealed intensely, and pressed my face even tighter against her crotch. I lapped hungrily at the flow of sweet nectar, my mind flooding with memories of past feedings with Kate. "Yes, Ben...yes...eat my pussy...oh fuck, eat my pussy!" Lindsey screamed as her body writhed on the floor. "Give me your cock, Jake...let me taste that hot meat again." Jake was also eager to comply as he tucked a small pillow under her neck and slid his ample appendage deep into her throat. I watched with some amazement as she took his entire length...never gagging as he worked up to a slow rhythm, his heavy balls resting on her forehead with every push. Lindsey was getting very close to orgasm as the rush of fluids began to increase and her body responded to every tease at the sensitive clit. I knew she would be ready for more than one round tonight...so I didn't hesitate to bring her to the point of no return. I started finger fucking her slick tunnel as I worked her clit with my tongue. Lindsey's entire body tensed and vibrated as she gripped Jake's ass and held him deep in her throat while I was treated to a flood of sweet fluid. Her moans were muffled around Jake's prick as her body shook and bucked across the floor. The deep throat action must have been too much for Jake as I could see his own body tense. "Uuugghhh...fuck...fuck...mmmmppphhhh!" Jake yelled as his own orgasm passed over him. Lindsey gagged as the first stream of cum filled her throat, causing Jake to pull out and shoot three ropes of milky fluid over her breasts...one landing on my left shoulder. Lindsey lapped at Jake's balls as he milked the last drops of cum from his deflating cock. His body exhausted, he sat on the floor behind Lindsey's head and breathed heavily with his eyes closed. Lindsey grabbed my ears and pulled me up to her...my hard cock nudging at the entrance of her pussy, and my son's cum sliding between us. She pressed my lips to hers and offered a powerful kiss...tainted with an unusual taste which had to be the flavor of Jake's seed. This was now wrong on so many levels...but I still didn't care. I wanted release in the worst way...my cock had never been so hard, and my desire was more intense than at any time in my memory. Lindsey was truly a unique woman, and could clearly make the two men in the room do nearly anything she wanted. "Oh Ben...that was so fucking intense...you can't know what a special thing you and Jake are giving me." Lindsey said as she stroked my face and rubbed my back. "I need more, Ben...Oh shit, I never want this to end. I want you, Ben...fuck me...I need you in me." She said with an almost pleading tone. "I can't say this hasn't been a little fucking weird...but I want you so bad...I need this so bad." I mumbled as I nuzzled her neck and fingered her snatch...slowly rebuilding her arousal. "Mmmmm...oh, you're so good...you have me so ready for you." Lindsey sighed as I kneaded her breasts. "Take a seat on the sofa, lover...let's get that cock hard and slick." After helping her off the floor, I took a slouched sitting position on the sofa...my legs spread wide and my balls at the edge of the cushion. Lindsey knelt between my thighs and treated me once again to her unbelievable oral skills. My cock felt like granite, and I was now more eager than ever to plunge my rod between her velvet folds. "Oh, fuck...I want you...I want you right now." I said almost sternly as I lifted her up from between my legs. Lindsey pushed me back against the sofa as she straddled my waist and lowered herself on my rigid member. My god...she was so hot and so wet...her tunnel enveloped my aching tool as I slid completely into her. Oh shit...this felt so good. How could that cock-tease Lisa not want this as much as I did? I cupped the cheeks of her ass as she rode up and down on my cock...her breasts swaying in front of me with the drying remnants of Jake's cum still visible. Until now, I had completely forgotten about Jake...I was so focused on fucking Lindsey. I took a quick glance around the room and saw him at the other of the sofa...slowly jacking a revived and hardened cock. How I envy the resiliency of youth. "How about finding my favorite toy, Jakey? That could really add to the fun." Lindsey suggested as she licked her lips while looking over toward my son. "I thought you might go that direction." Jake said with a smirk. "Let me get right on that." Jake grabbed a bag sitting near his feet and moved behind Lindsey...rubbing her back as she slowly fucked me. Lindsey eventually stopped, with her body fully impaled on my cock as she grabbed my hair and began to kiss me. My next surprise of the evening came when I could clearly feel something moving inside Lindsey's body...separated from her pulsing tunnel by a seemingly thin barrier. Jake had his finger probing Lindsey's ass, and I could feel every move he made through the bottom of my dick. "Oh god, yes Jake! Finger my ass!" Lindsey squealed. "Damn, you guys are so fucking special!" "Are you ready, Linds?" Jake asked with mild concern. "Yes...oh fuck, yes!" Lindsey answered back. "Watch out, man...this is some pretty fucking intense shit." Jake said to me as he took the pink plastic dildo I saw a few nights before and coated it with lube. Lindsey let out a cry that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain as Jake slid the small dildo into her ass. After a few moments of allowing her sphincter to adjust, Lindsey again started riding me...the new intruder applying pressure to my already sensitive shaft with every movement. The wild mix of sensations was almost too much, and I felt I couldn't last much longer. Lindsey, however, seemed to sense my body better than a woman her age had any right to...and would bring me to the brink and back down again with an almost mystical skill. She had me right where she wanted me...completely at her will and desperate for release. "Oh, Jake...fill me, baby...plug all my holes." She said to my son as he gently caressed her back. This was a closer view than I really wanted, as Jake stepped onto the sofa next to us and brought his swollen rod to Lindsey's lips. His thigh was pressed against my arm as she pulled him closer to swallow as much of his cock as she could take from that angle. My mind was overcome with an intensity of sensations...the smell, sound, and feel of sex all around me. Lindsey shifted her weight to get more comfortable, allowing Jake's prick to spring from her lips and smack me across the nose. Neither of them said a thing as she dragged his cock across my face while trying to suck his member back into her mouth. I tried to ignore it as a mishap...but I could sense this was part of Lindsey's game. After bringing me to edge for the fourth or fifth time, my cock and balls were starting to ache, and Lindsey knew the time was ripe to bring this chapter to an end. Reaching behind, she pulled the dildo out of her ass and fondled my balls as she squatted fully onto my lap. "Isn't this gorgeous?" Lindsey said, as she removed Jake's cock from her mouth and held it inches from my face. "Wouldn't it feel great for both of us if this beautiful prick was shoved up my ass? It would be so hot if you both came while making me feel so good." Her eyes were on fire, and she wanted to cum nearly as bad as I did. As sordid as the whole thing was becoming...I had to admit to myself that it probably would feel fucking incredible. "Kiss it for me...if you kiss it, it won't hurt so bad going in. Thick cocks seem to be a strong trait in this family." Lindsey said with a sly pout as she pressed Jake's cock to my lips. "Uh...hey, Linds...this may be a bit too far..." Jake started to say, sounding like he was defending me...more than protesting something he didn't want. Maybe the Son Knows Best Jake was right...this was pushing a things too far...but I was so horned and so willing to do whatever she wanted, I gave little thought to what I was doing as I placed my lips around his swollen knob. I kept my eyes focused on hers as I slipped my tongue under the soft, silky foreskin...tasting precum as it oozed from the tip. Even as I was doing it, I was shocked at my willingness to play along. I had never imagined touching, much less sucking, on another cock. All I could hear was an irrational voice in the back of my head saying "Why not? It's no big deal...all in good fun...nobody's looking to give up pussy and go gay. Where's the harm?" The harm, of course, would be if Jake and I couldn't deal with having shared not only the same woman, but sexual contact with each other as well. I'm certainly no sexual prude, but I was amazed at how open Jake was to everything...especially recalling him as a twelve year old boy, nervous as hell about the doctor touching his balls for a sport physical. "Shit...fucking shit...oh fuck!" Jake muttered as Lindsey pulled back his foreskin and I took the first few inches into my mouth. The head of his cock was spongy, but firm, and extremely warm against my tongue. This wasn't something I had ever given any thought, so I wasn't sure what to expect. I was surprised to find it not unpleasant...the taste of precum slightly salty, but bearable. Jake and I are the same thickness, and I had to admire Lindsey's talent at getting our cocks down her throat...it was clear that two or three inches was all I was able to take without choking. "Hot...so fucking hot!" Lindsey cried as she squeezed the muscles of her tunnel tightly around my aching shaft. "Get him good and wet, Ben...make it so he goes in easy." In the spirit of cooperation, I worked-up a large amount of spit and applied it generously to the spongy helmet. Jake groaned in pleasure, but sounded strained as though trying to hide that it felt good to him. He placed his hand on the back of my head a few times, but quickly withdrew...not really sure what to do. Without Lindsey directing the next move, Jake suddenly pulled away and stepped behind her smooth and shapely ass. Lindsey closed her eyes and took short breaths as Jake pressed his dick against her tight rosebud. She let out a quick yelp as his cock slipped past the reluctant ring and began sliding fully into her bowels. I could feel every inch of his steel-hard shaft slipping across the bottom of my cock, separated by the thinnest of membranes. There were tears at the corner of Lindsey's eyes, combined with a look to total lust, as Jake pressed fully into her ass and his balls rested against my own. "Fuck me, boys...fuck me hard...make me cum...I need to cum!" Lindsey demanded as she adjusted her position between us. Jake started withdrawing slowly, and soon developed an even rhythm in-and-out of her chute...his balls slapping against the base of my cock with every thrust. After learning Jake's tempo, I began thrusting my hips up and down...pounding into Lindsey's pulsing pussy as Jake retreated from her ass. It seemed like Jake and I kept this up for an eternity...but could have only been a few minutes. All of us were on edge...Lindsey moaning deeply and gritting her teeth as my son and I were consumed with reaching our own climaxes. I looked up to see Jakes eyes shut tight, and his jaw clenched. From my experiences with his mother's tight hole, I knew he couldn't last much longer. "Gggrrrrrr...uummmmpphhh...fuuucckk! Jake grunted as he pulled out of Lindsey's brown-eye and shot his heavy load over her ass-crack and onto my balls. That was all I could stand...the overflow of sensations was simply too much, and Lindsey knew it. She surprised me, however, as she spun around on my dick...her back to me as she faced Jake who was kneeling in front of us, trying to regain his breath. She grabbed the hair at the top of his head and pulled his face toward her dripping snatch. "Do it...lick my clit, baby...oh please, baby!" Lindsey squealed as she tugged on his hair...Jake apparently resisting the request. He eventually succumbed, but seemed uncomfortable as his tongue reached out to tease the swollen button...my cock brushing against his chin as I thrust against the forceful spasms of her love tunnel. Lindsey's entire body seemed to vibrate as her body tensed and the slippery walls contracted around my aching cock. "Fuck...shit...aarrrggghhh...damn!" I repeated over and over as my cock exploded inside her. My balls seemed to ache as I dumped load after load within her womb. I had never been sexually teased this long...my climax was intense and much needed after three years of neglect and frustration. "Oh god...oh god...fuck...fuck...yessss!" Lindsey screamed as she hit her peak...our combined fluids overflowing and running down my balls. Jake seemed to want to pull away, but she pulled his face tight to her shaved pussy. "Eat it, Jakey...eat my cream pie and give me a little taste." I was now completely exhausted and was slow to realize that she had pulled his nose into her snatch and against my cock that was slowly deflating inside her. Jake did his best to comply, and I was shocked to feel his tongue on my balls and shaft as he lapped-up the sticky fluid. When my flaccid cock slipped from Lindsey's pussy, she buried his face into her crotch. Lindsey moaned deeply and appreciatively as she basked in the afterglow, while Jake dutifully cleaned my seed from her sweet folds. When the waves of pleasure began to ease, she pulled Jake up to her face and kissed him deeply...sampling the flavors of our hedonistic fun from his lips. I barely remember what happened after that, apparently having fallen asleep in my sexual contentment. I awoke perhaps a few hours later...alone on the couch, with a blanket thoughtfully draped over me. Jake's bedroom door was closed, and I assumed they went to bed as I stumbled to my room, showered the evenings residue from my body, and climbed in bed with a mildly troubled mind. +++++++++++++++++++++++++ I woke up the next day much later than usual. It was nearly eleven a.m. before I stepped into the kitchen to find a note on the coffeemaker. "Thought we'd let you sleep...be home around three. Love, Jake and Linds" The full reality of the situation was now dominating my thoughts. Not only had I fucked my son's "friend"...but I performed sexually with him as well. No parent should ever have sex with their kids...the thought kept nagging at me even though we had both entered into it knowingly...although coerced by a persuasive and beautiful woman. I couldn't help but fear that this would damage our relationship. Jake is no child, and free to have the experiences he wants...but the fact remained that he was my child. I agonized over what to say and do when they came back home. I felt guilty for not only letting it happen...but also undeniably enjoying it. It felt as though my heart had jumped into my throat as I heard the car doors slam and they walked to the back door. I sat in the kitchen completely at a loss for words as they calmly walked in. Lindsey looked at me with a beaming smile. Jake also smiled, but gave me a look of knowing concern. "Ben...you are an awesome, wonderful man. Thank you so much for such a special night." Lindsey said sincerely as she kissed my cheek and headed upstairs with her shopping bags. Jake stayed behind, and sat down with me at the kitchen table. His demeanor was calm and comfortable as looked my in the eye before speaking. "Safe to say that was some pretty freaky shit for both of us. The whole "two-guy thing" is one of Lindsey's favorite fantasies...and she managed to play us both masterfully. I honestly had no idea just how far she intended for you and I to interact...but I guess now we know." Jake said with an easy laugh. The fact that he was so calm and matter-of-fact about the issue made me feel better immediately...but I was still a mess of conflicted emotions. "You know that I'm a pretty open-minded guy when it comes to having a good time...but involving my own son in sex-games is something I shouldn't have done. I feel shitty for having used you like that." "Well...you seem to have a distorted view of who used who." Jake replied. "I had a pretty good idea how much you needed laid...and Lindsey was pushing pretty hard for me to reciprocate on the fantasy fulfillment thing...trust me, you're better off not knowing all the details." He continued while grabbing a pop from the fridge. "I really thought it wouldn't go any further than us tag-teaming a hot friend. I just want you to know that I couldn't have done all those things with any other dude. I was curious about a few things, but it's not a life-changing event...just some unusual fun with someone I trust completely...that's all." I sat stunned a few moments, collecting my thoughts before responding. "I appreciate your rational, reasoned take on the whole thing...but aren't you a little freaked about fucking around with your old man?" "Like I said...everything didn't go down the way I thought it would...but I have no regrets. We're all adults, having adult fun...at the time I wasn't thinking of you as my father...more like a friend I could trust to treat Lindsey well and not beat the shit out of me." I had to laugh at the last comment. "I suppose that's not the kind of thing to try for the first time with a complete stranger. I guess I might feel better if I hadn't enjoyed myself so much...you guys took me to a whole new level. Making love to you mother was more emotionally satisfying...but that was no doubt the most intense sexual experience I've ever had." I replied, starting to feel better about the situation, but still a little conflicted. "That was the idea, man. Believe me, it was the same for all of us." Jake said as he got up to rejoin Lindsey. "I'm cool with it, and I hope you are too. If another opportunity comes around, and it feels right...go for it. Lindsey and I are open to the idea...we know how to say "no" if we're not interested." Jake punched my shoulder as he left the kitchen and went up to his room. I was glad we had the brief, but revealing conversation, and felt relieved that at least two out of three people involved were trying to keep a good perspective. The next few days went as normally as they could...Jake and Lindsey heading out often to meet with friends. I felt better about things as both of them were willing to have frank and open discussions about our experience...Lindsey even treating me to a few of her stellar blowjobs before they had to go back to campus. I was disappointed to see them go, but appreciated the unique time together. +++++++++++++++++++ A few months passed by, and Jake was due to come home again between semesters. By this time, he and Lindsey had found other people to date and were back to being occasional study buddies. My own love life hadn't changed much...I met with a few ladies who were pleasant company, but not life-partner material...and was returning to the dull, but familiar ways of taking care of my physical needs. It was great to have Jake around again...bullshit about sports, argue about who was going to cook on what nights...just generally have more activity in a normally quiet home. Without Lindsey around, neither of us brought up the subject of past experiences, and I was glad not to have the elephant in the room. I came home late one night after another pointless date, turned off the lights, and went toward my room. As I walked passed Jake's door, it was partially open, and I could clearly see him jerking off while paging through some Hustlers. He was lying on his bed with his back toward me, and seemed unaware of my presence. I found myself staring much too long at his youthful form...memories of the night with Lindsey resurfacing in my mind. Not wanting to be caught staring, I quietly reached for the door and pulled it nearly shut before stepping down the hall to my own room. I spent the next hour or so trying to calm my erection before giving-in to my own fantasies, and jerked off to the memory of that wild night. The next morning, I had breakfast ready when Jake stumbled into the kitchen wearing only a pair of loose-fitting boxers and seemed to be half-hard as his morning-wood receded. While not exactly his normal attire, I tried not to pay too much attention, and went about my usual morning routine. Later, as I was taking a shower, Jake came into my bathroom and asked to use my toothpaste since he couldn't find any. "Sure, grab whatever you need." I replied, expecting him to take the tube and return to his own room. "Thanks, dad...appreciate it." He said casually as he remained in my bathroom to brush his teeth. That normally wouldn't be any big deal...but as I looked through the clear glass wall of my shower, I could see he was completely naked...and still seemingly half-hard. Again, I tried to brush it off as nothing remarkable, and stepped out of the shower to dry off. We shared some brief chit-chat about his plans for the day and generally acted as we normally do. "Gotta go...looking good, dad...maybe we should hit the gym together while I'm home." Jake said as he slapped my ass with the back of his hand and walked out of the room. At first I thought that was strange behavior...but then again, it wasn't like we had secrets anymore as far as our bodies were concerned. I once again brushed it off as chummy locker room game playing. The next few days were fairly routine...except that Jake was now in the habit of leaving his door ajar and sleeping in the nude. I really didn't care how he preferred to sleep, and made no mention of it. One morning, I glanced in his room as I walked down the hall and noticed Jake lying on his back, still sleeping soundly with his cock standing at full attention. A case of morning-wood is certainly nothing unusual, but the fact that I was standing there staring at his body was definitely out of the ordinary. He was a handsome young man, and I could feel my own cock swell as my eyes lingered over his cock and the loose balls pooled between his legs. I'm not gay, and couldn't explain why I was getting turned-on...except that my mind must have been focusing on the night we shared with Lindsey. I shook my head and brought myself back to reality...continuing to my room to shower and get dressed. I passed by Jake's room again on my way downstairs, and noticed he was now lying on his stomach with a pillow under his waist. Jake was obviously fully awake as he seemed to be dry-humping the pillow underneath him. I certainly couldn't blame him for wanting to work-out that morning erection...but thought he could have at least closed the door. I again found myself staring much too long at the toned muscles in his back and legs as he worked to pleasure himself. I was just about to walk away when Jake reached back with one hand and started inserting fingers into his ass...producing deep moans with the entrance of each digit. "Ohhh...shit, yes Lindsey...play with my ass...fuck my ass." Jake groaned softly to himself while playing out a favorite fantasy. My son apparently had a good time exploring the wilder side with Lindsey...much like Kate and I enjoyed exploring the fringe from time-to-time. Now that my cock was stirring again while violating my son's private moment...I decided to peel myself away and tend to the morning chores. I was reading the newspaper when Jake came into the kitchen wearing a t-shirt and nylon basketball shorts. He grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down as though a little uncomfortable. "Um...sorry about earlier...I should have closed the door." Jake said with a nervous shake in his voice. "No sweat...I didn't know you had noticed me...isn't anything either of us can't handle." I replied, dismissing the incident as nothing of importance. "But closing your door will certainly improve your privacy." I offered with a smile. Jake drank his coffee and seemed deep in thought before speaking again. "Dad...had you ever done anything like that night with Lindsey with another guy?" I thought carefully, sensing his uneasiness before answering. "No I hadn't...and not something I would have done on my own. Having Lindsey keeping me on a full boil and pulling the strings is my only excuse for having allowed it to happen. Is there something about those events that's bothering you?" "No...not really...in fact, I'm surprised at how good I am with it. I really expected to be grossed-out when Lindsey starting pushing the issue...but it wasn't like that at all." Jake replied while shifting in his chair. "Were you ok with it...or did she push you into things that you later regretted?" I put the paper down and searched my soul for an honest response. "That whole scene was new territory in a lot of ways...but you guys made me feel like we shared something special that night. Your attitudes helped me deal with it in the best way possible. Even in retrospect, I don't think I would have wanted things to go any differently." "I'm really glad to hear that." Jake said with a tone of relief. "I think I need to admit that I enjoyed it more than I thought I should have. I've been curious about a variety of sexual experiences...and that part of things added more to my enjoyment than I was immediately comfortable with. I'm not sure why...but I just felt the need to get that off my chest." I could see the tension leaving Jake's body, and was happy he decided to discuss the more taboo nature of that night with me. "I don't mind telling you that I wrestled with our contact with each other too...but we all seemed to have a good time, and it didn't consume our lives. I just look at it as an experience that opened my eyes to another level of pleasure that I hadn't considered before. I guess Lindsey was good for both of us in that respect." "Wow...I feel so much better." Jake said as he got up...the outline of his turgid cock clearly visible in the nylon fabric of his shorts. "It's been bothering the shit out of me that I got off on that, while you might be regretting the whole thing. Thanks for helping me clear the air." Jake finished as he quickly went upstairs and got ready for the day. It took me a while to process that Jake was worried about having enjoyed being with another guy. I knew his orientation was no different than my own...though I wouldn't have cared about any lifestyle he chose. All of us had experimented with a lot of new things that night...I felt good about putting his mind at ease for enjoying all aspects of it. ++++++++++++++++++++++++ The subject was never brought up again, and things continued as normal until two days later. Jake's current girlfriend had come by for a visit...a really nice girl that Jake seemed to really care for. She could only stay for the afternoon before heading back home. I guess he had gotten a little hot-and-bothered, as he seemed to be spend a lot of time in his room that night...the subtle noises lending me to believe he was engaged in some healthy self-manipulation. The next day, I came home in the afternoon...surprised to see Jake's car in the driveway. He normally spent the days with buddies or at the gym. I went upstairs to grab a pair of shorts and found the door to Jake's room again partially open. He was definitely inside...moans and groans filtering through the opening. Given the intensity of the sounds, I thought perhaps his girlfriend had returned for an unexpected visit. Curiosity got the best of me, and I pushed the door just a few inches more for a better look. Jake was kneeling on the bed...his taught ass high in the air with his head resting on the mattress. His cock was hard and dripping while his hand was moving a small dildo in and out of his sphincter. Unlike the pink plastic toy that Lindsey favored, this one was about six inches long and looked quite realistic. Jake had been closing his door in recent days...I couldn't help but wonder if I was intended to witness this scene. Maybe the Son Knows Best My cock was growing incredibly hard, and I couldn't blame it on the memory of fucking Lindsey. My son was fucking himself with a fake cock...and I was wondering just exactly what fantasies he had yet to fulfill. I was getting uncomfortable with my arousal over my son's sex play, and moved forward to close the door. A creak in the floor gave me away as it had done when I watched him with Lindsey. Jake turned his head to look at me...saying nothing as he removed the plastic phallus from his ass and using both hands to spread the cheeks out wide. Nothing had to be said...the message was clear...I just wasn't sure if wanted to accept the invitation. I instinctively rubbed at my growing bulge as Jake rotated his hips...his well-lubed hole winking at me from across the room. The loose sack holding his balls swayed between his legs...a clear string of pre-cum flowed from his cock to the mattress below. At no other point in my life would a man with his ass in the air been at all appealing...but I was now staring at the young, muscled backside with growing lust. "Do it...I want to feel it...use me to get off." Jake said firmly and calmly with his face pressed against the sheets. My mind was racing a hundred miles an hour. This was wrong, very wrong. It was one thing to have occasional contact while being manipulated by a strong woman...it was quite another to make my son a sexual object completely on my own. Then again...he wanted it...there was no foreplay here, no intimate embrace or passionate kisses...this was sex purely for the sake of it. I knew I was starting to rationalize giving him what he asked for...finding a way to ease my conscience over something I knew I shouldn't do. Despite the conflict raging in mind, I found myself stepping toward him...my hand reaching out to grab the sagging sack and fondling his balls. "Uuummffff...fuck, yes...do it, man...just fucking do it." Jake moaned as I juggled his balls and stroked his steel-hard shaft. I no longer seemed in control of my motions as I opened my jeans and pulled out my rigid cock. I didn't even bother to undress as I knelt behind him and slapped my hard prick into the crack of his ass. Jake's ass-ring was already well lubricated and stretched from playing with the toy. I gathered a large amount of spit and let it fall onto my cock...spreading it with my hand before pressing the swollen knob to Jake's twitching entrance. "Aaahhh...fuuuccckkk...sshhiiiitttt!" Jake screamed as he took a deep breath, gripped the sheets tightly and bit into the pillow. His anal ring offered little resistance at first, but tightened quickly as the first few inches of my cock slipped inside. My hardened flesh was considerably thicker than the toying he was using, and may have taken him by surprise. I remained still for a few moments to allow him to adjust...when I sensed the initial pain was fading, I continued to slowly fill Jake's virgin chute. Jake did nothing to restrict my advance...but continued to moan and claw at the sheets until my pubic hairs were firmly against his ass. His tight hole was warm and inviting against my aching pole...perhaps not as comforting as a hot, wet pussy...but satisfying nonetheless. Jake's breathing was short and ragged between whimpers that sounded like a mix of pain and pleasure. I looked down at his muscled back and the toned cheeks covered in a thin layer of blond hair...finally seeing my own dick planted firmly inside a man's ass...my son's ass. I should have been repulsed...but I swear my cock swelled even harder and my desire grew stronger. "Is this what you wanted, Jake...a hot cock deep inside your ass?" I grunted hoarsely as I grabbed his hips and pushed even tighter against him. "Is it what you thought it would be?" Jake whimpered sharply as I pulled him closer. "Better...it's so fucking warm...so damn thick." Jake choked as though gulping for air. "Pump it, man...pump my cherry ass!" I started off slow...retreating only a few inches before returning again. After a few moments, I could feel Jake's sphincter start to relax...and I began to seriously fuck him. The need in me was animalistic...this was no tender session of lovemaking...this was fucking...and I offered no attention to Jake's needs while satisfying my own. My thrusts were hard and deep as I reveled in the tight grip around my throbbing cock. Jake didn't seem to care, and often reached back to caress my balls as I slammed into him. "Show me that hole, Jake...let's see that man-pussy." I said, hardly believing those words passed my lips as I pulled completely out of him. Jake's well-used hole seemed like a gaping chasm before I took aim and plunged back inside with one firm stroke. "Aaarrrggghh...fuck!" Jake grunted as I buried my prick deep inside. "Oh shit...damn...fuck!" he repeated in muffled tones as his face pressed to mattress with every stroke. Wanting a different angle, I kept Jake kneeling on the bed as I stood up, my legs at either side of his hips, and powered into him like a pile-driver. My orgasm was now imminent, and I offered him no relief as I quickened my pace into his constricting ass. I was sweating profusely, and heavy drops of perspiration fell onto Jake's back as I approached my final moment. "Mmmmppphhhh...shit...fucckkk!" I cried out as I shot two heavy loads into Jake's bowels before withdrawing to cover his back with two more sticky ropes. Jake wasn't far behind, and flipped over onto his back...jerking his cock furiously as my seed oozed from his asshole. Remembering one of Kate's favorite tricks, I shoved my finger into Jake's cum-soaked hole and massaged his prostate while he continued stroking. I had intended to watch him shoot as I felt the sphincter tighten around my finger, and his balls pull-up around the base of his prick...but a sudden urge came over me, and I found myself sucking at the tip of his cock. Jake seemed more than willing to let me, and pushed my face down firmly on his raging pole...causing me to choke and gag as I struggled to accommodate his length. "Oh holy fuck..fuck..fffuuucckkk!" Jake grunted as he shot one heavy stream after another deep into my throat. I gagged repeatedly as his thick spunk filled my mouth and flowed down his silky shaft. I swallowed much of his cream...more because I had to, than wanted to...and was surprised to find it not all that bad. Not something I'd want a steady diet of...but tolerable. I was spent, and collapsed next to Jake on the bed...my pants still just below my ass and drops of cum staining the leg of my jeans. We both lay there for several minutes...panting and not saying a word. Jake finally broke the ice. "Shit...that was wild as hell. Please don't beat yourself up over this...I wanted this experience...I've wanted it since the day Lindsey pushed me into licking your balls...and I'm not at all sorry that I did it...or that I did it with you." I paused for a moment...taking in the complete honesty and sincerity of what Jake was telling me. "I'm actually fucking amazed that I don't feel guilty as hell about this. I think we both look at it as just playing around...checking out new things. We're both focused on finding emotionally rewarding relationships...I'm comfortable knowing that this is not a lifestyle for us...just a passing thing." I replied, hoping Jake actually felt the same way. "Absolutely...good to know we're on the same page. I'm perfectly cool with it...not that it's the kind of thing I plan to bring up at family gatherings...but happy to have it as something just between the two of us." Jake said, laughing at the vision of horror-stricken grandparents. "Is this something you could see yourself trying again...or more of a "been there, done that" one-off kind of thing?" I gave serious thought to the question as I pushed my flaccid cock back into my jeans and zipped-up. "I honestly don't know. I've never seen myself doing this kind of thing...and really don't know what compelled me to walk in and not just close your door. I enjoyed it more than I thought I would...and that shocks me more than you can imagine." We share more light conversation...getting more at ease as the minutes wore on. I slept very well that night...at ease with what I did, in spite of the societal code that I once valued and would have kept me from ever having that experience. What Jake and I shared, we shared as consenting adults...and I think that made all the difference for both of us. +++++++++++++++++++++++++ With only one day left before Jake had to leave for the next semester...I pushed him into helping me tear out some overgrown bushes and other bothersome yard work. It had been two weeks since our last encounter, and neither of us behaved any differently toward the other...it was nice that we were truly at ease with the things we'd shared. I had actually managed to find a date that was interested in playing every now and then...a very welcome relief, and someone I felt could develop into a very real relationship. Jake seemed anxious to get back together with his girlfriend, and I was happy to see him moving in that direction. After wrestling with uncooperative bushes for nearly three hours, we were both sweaty and dirty. We decided to get cleaned up and go out for decent dinner before Jake finished his final packing. I had just gotten out of the shower, and wrapped the towel around my waist when I saw Jake standing in my bedroom...his hair damp and wearing a pair of tight boxer briefs. "Things have been a little one-sided, and there are still some things that interest me." Jake said coolly as he groped at his cotton-covered crotch. "Lose the towel, dude." This came completely out of the blue, and I was unsure how to react. My sex life had improved, and I wasn't in the same desperate need for release as I had been weeks before. I couldn't deny that I got some enjoyment out of my first experiments with man-to-man sex...but I still never felt comfortable that it involved my son...no matter how at ease Jake seemed with the whole thing. Although I didn't entirely approve, I sometimes envied Jake's casual attitude toward sex. "I don't know, man...I think my conscience is starting to bother me. No matter how bad a case of blue-balls I might have had...I should have never used my own son as a means of getting off." I said, watching Jake massage his groin. "We're both in better relationships right now...it might be good for us to focus on those." Jake just smiled, and shrugged his shoulders. "That's cool...I don't want to cause any emotional distress. You may not have been up for what I had in mind anyway. Lindsey put the idea in my mind of drilling a man's ass a long time ago...I thought about giving it a try before marking-off "messing with a dude" on my "things to do" list." I had to chuckle at the idea that he had some kind of sexual experience checklist. "I appreciate the offer...and I'm not sure you couldn't have convinced me a week ago...but now that the thing with Cheryl seems to be going well, the situation is just different." I said as I pulled on a pair of briefs and grabbed my jeans. Jake made no mention of it the rest of the evening, and we had a very pleasant dinner at a local steak house. I had to endure overhearing the phone conversation with his girlfriend on the ride back home...Jake repeating "uh huh" over and over again as she recited a list of things they should do on the return to campus. I silently shared his pain, as Cheryl was starting to become my social event coordinator as well. I helped Jake with the last of his laundry, and we both went to bed fairly exhausted from the day's heavy work. I slept well at first, but my mind soon filled with a series of erotic dreams...the first centered on a variety of activities with Cheryl, but the last involved Jake and his plans for my ass. I woke up with a serious case of wood, and mildly upset that my subconscious was heading that direction. I decided to rub one off and tried to focus on the last incredible night with Cheryl. That worked for a while, but my mind wandered to snapshots of Lindsey, and then of Jake. As I tried to refocus on Cheryl, it occurred to me that I now had two fingers in my ass while slowly stroking my hardened member. "This is ridiculous." I thought to myself, as I got up and went downstairs to watch TV, attempting to calm my mind. It didn't take long for late-night TV to bore me, so I headed back to bed. On the way, Jakes door was half-open...I didn't remember it being like that before, but I didn't really pay attention either. The room was dark, and I could hear Jake breathing slowly in his sleep. Just enough light filtered through the windows from neighborhood street lamps that I could see his athletic form lying on the bed. I'm not sure why, but I had a strong desire to just look at him...and was soon stepping carefully into the room. I made no noise, and Jake didn't stir as I stood next to his bed and gazed at the handsome young man his mother and I helped create. He was sleeping nude, but a sheet covered his lower-half, just above the fringe of pubic hair. The form of his manhood was outlined in the thin material, but I hungered to see more...just a peak, and then be done with this nonsense. I carefully slid the sheet lower, moving slowly so not to awaken Jake. His soft cock rested against his thigh, with the uncut foreskin covering all but the very tip...and his loose balls hanging low between splayed legs. My own prick started to stir just from looking at him, and I was disappointed with myself for indulging such inappropriate behavior. I almost wished I had given him what he wanted earlier...but knew that was something that shouldn't happen. I retreated back to my room...still horny as ever, and angry with myself for not having the willpower to suppress those urges. I took a quick piss and got back in bed...the lamp on the other nightstand still on, but not caring enough to slide across and turn it off. My eyes were closed as I groped myself, hoping to get-off and put the restless night behind me. I was interrupted, however, as I felt movement on the bed...I opened my eyes just as a hand gripped the back of my head and my face was pressed into Jakes limp cock. He said nothing as he used one hand to force my jaw open and slid the spongy meat into my mouth. I tried to back away, but Jake held my head firmly as the flesh grew between my lips and began to push down my throat. "The only thing I should hear from you is "stop"...and you had better really mean it...otherwise just shut up." Jake said as he pushed his growing cock even deeper, and his balls rested on my chin. I could barely breathe, and coughed as spit flew from my mouth and trailed down Jake's nut sack. "Don't let it out of your mouth." Jake commanded as he tore the briefs off my body and pulled me farther down the bed. There was no need to ruin my underwear...but Jake was making it clear that he was in control. It seemed that neither of us wanted to see man-to-man action as anything other than raw sex...perhaps an emotional defense mechanism. We were soon in a sixty-nine position...his body hovering over mine. Jake licked and sucked on my balls before gripping my steel-hard shaft and swallowing me in one quick motion. I groaned in pleasure around his swollen prick as I felt my cock slip well past Jake's tonsils...his scrotum pooling loosely over my nose and eyelids. I was working on auto-pilot...not even sure I really wanted this, but apparently willing to follow through. Jake wasn't quite as skilled as Lindsey at blowjobs, but he certainly knew what areas to focus on...in ways only another man could understand. He pulled away from my cock just long enough to soak a finger in spit and force it up my ass. My body jerked at the sudden intrusion, but adjusted quickly as I had been doing the same thing to myself minutes earlier. "Lindsey made it clear that if I wanted to fuck her in the ass, then I should be willing to take it in the ass. The woman has a way with simple logic." Jake said as he pushed another finger into my rosebud and gripped my balls firmly. "But the real thing is a hell of a lot different than any plastic toy...trust me." "Mmmmpphhh...mmmppphhhh." Was the only response I could make as Jake's cock filled my mouth and precum slid down my throat. "Fuck, yeah...shit...you've turned into a real deep-throater in no time at all." Jake said as he stroked my spit-soaked pole. "Lick my nuts, man...I get the feeling you really like that low-hanging fruit." He continued as he slowly pulled out of my mouth and dangled his balls above me. I didn't hesitate to fulfill his request...sucking one, the other gently into my mouth and tonguing the soft, hairless sack. Jake paused to enjoy my tongue lashing for a few moments before moving off the bed, grabbing me by the leg, and pulling my ass to the edge of the mattress. Jake then took both my legs and pushed them back toward my shoulders. "Grab your ankles, man...and hold them there." Jake said as he dragged his tongue down my thigh, over my balls and into the crack of my ass. "Oh, fuck...fuck!" I gasped as Jake started eating my ass...his tongue darting in and out of my hole, then trailing over my balls, to the tip of my cock, and back again. In the meantime, he found the bottle of lube in my nightstand, as though he knew exactly where to look...working it liberally into my brown-eye with his fingers. When Jake seemed satisfied that my ass was well stretched and lubricated, he rose from the floor and placed our two hard cocks together...gripping them both firmly within his hand. "Lindsey had a point...there's definitely a close resemblance in the cock department." Jake said matter-of-factly as he smacked them together and prodded my balls with his prick. I knew the moment I half-way feared was coming as Jake took the lube and spread it over his engorged tool. "Relax, dude...it does get easier...even "stop" won't help you now." Jake said as I kept a grip on my ankles and he pressed the helmet against my reluctant opening. "If Lindsey can do it, if I can do it, if mom could do it...you can do it." He said sternly as he pushed harder against my hole. I tried to relax as I my thoughts wished that Jake hadn't brought his mother into this...but this was clearly happening...my son was about to fuck me in the ass, and he seemed hell-bent on doing it. Suddenly, it happened...Jake's cock popped inside me and my body was overtaken by a jolt of pain. "Damn...oh fucking damn...shit!" I yelled as I released my ankles, allowing my legs to rest on Jake's shoulders, and gripped the sheets tightly...gritting my teeth as the intense wave of pain shot through me and began to fade. "Holy fuck...it's so damn thick...it feels like I'm splitting in half!" I grunted as my body started to relax. "My sentiments exactly...but you'll be amazed as it goes from horrible to incredible." Jake said in a comforting tone as he slowly pushed further into me. "Just another five inches to go, man." My mind was having difficulty realizing that he wasn't even half-way inside...it seemed like it took forever before I felt his pubic hair come to rest below my balls. My cock, which had been rock-hard, went suddenly limp...and I was convinced that Jake had to be crazy if he thought this felt good. Again, I closed my eyes and clenched my jaw as Jake slowly retreated...leaving a few inches inside before pushing back in again. I would have never thought it possible...but by the third or fourth stroke, the feeling of his cock sliding against my prostate actually started to feel pretty good. I was finally able to relax my jaw, open my eyes, and take a look at what was happening. Jakes hands were at the sides of my chest, just below my armpits, as his muscled arms kept his body above me. From a mirror at the foot of the bed, I could glance over and see his impressive cock sliding in and out of my body...a bizarre, but strangely satisfying sight as the muscles of his legs and back flexed within Jake's lean frame. Maybe the Son Knows Best "Now I'm really going to fuck you." Jake said as I looked up to his face and we stared into each other's eyes. His expression was determined...and I realized he was running on the same impulse that I was during our last encounter. At least he had the courage to look me in the eye...where I kept my distance, and treated him as barely more than a convenient piece of meat. My son almost scared me as his rhythm into my bowels became suddenly deeper and more forceful. I expected the pain to return, but was shocked to find a feeling of growing pleasure. I let out a stifled grunt with every slow withdrawal, followed by a powerful forward thrust. Jake's chest heaved as he worked harder to fuck my tight hole than the effort usually spent at the gym. I could hardly believe it when my cock hardened...bouncing against my stomach as Jake's tool brushed my prostate, and his balls fell heavy against my ass. "I knew you'd come around...you're not getting hard because you hate it." Jake leered as he continued pounding while using one hand to grip my pec and tease the nipple. "Hot...so damn, fucking hot." He mumbled as sweat dripped from his nose. "I don't believe it...so fucking good...so damn good." I heard myself say, almost in disbelief, as I reached up to pinch Jake's nipples. "Come on, boy...fuck it...if you're going fuck a man...then fuck me like a man." I should have kept my mouth shut...in fact, I'm not even sure why those words left my lips...but Jake's response was immediate. If I thought he was being aggressive before...he was outright brutal now. Pinning my face down to one side, he allowed one of my legs to drop as he held the other out wide, and managed to push even deeper into me. "Fuck, yeah...look how you take all that hot meat up your ass...you've got one fucking hungry ass, man." Jake growled as I grunted with every push...gripping the sheets tightly and my eyes opening wide...his cock feeling as though it would push right through me. After about six very deep thrusts, Jake pulled completely out...leaving my hole feeling like a huge chasm, and making me wonder if I could ever fully recover. Jake flopped onto the bed, lying on his back and pointing his cock straight into the air. "Sit on it...take that pole up your ass...time to stop playing the victim and admit you want it." I sat staring at the swollen shaft as it glistened from the heavy amount of lube...wondering if I could voluntarily impale myself on something that I now felt relieved to have out of me. Almost robotically, I straddled Jake's hips, my hard prick oozing precum onto his chest, and my balls resting on his stomach. Jake's white-hot tool pressed into my ass-crack as he slowly moved his hips under me. "Grab it...aim it...sit on it." Jake ordered sternly as he collected my slick precum with a finger and spread over a sensitive nipple. Tentatively, I reached for his stiff rod...aligned it with my overstretched rosebud...and slowly re-stuffed my guts with his pulsing prick. The re-entry was nowhere near as difficult...and I was soon enjoying the feeling of warm pressure against my prostate once again. My own cock was so incredibly hard, that it seemed like I could cum without even touching it...and I avoided contact while developing a moderate pace on Jake's dick. "Oh yeah...fuck, yeah...such a hot fucking ass." Jake moaned as he supported my weight with his hands. "Close...so fucking close. I want to watch you shoot...feel you clamp around my cock as you cum with me deep in your tight ass." He said while raising his hips...fucking me in quick, rapid strokes. The fast thrusts were more than I could stand...and Jake soon got his request. "Aaarrgghh....uuummppphhh....dddaaammmnnnn! I shouted as I barely touched my cock before a thick stream of white goo splashed across Jake's face...three more heavy ropes falling over his chest and arms. My sphincter constricted with every shot of cum, and gripped Jake's invading member in what had to be a vice-like grip. "Fuuucckkk...shiittt...fuuucckkk...daaammmnnn!" Jake grunted with three forceful thrusts deep inside me...finally pulling me down on his lap, and grinding his cock as he shot load after sticky load within my bowels. I could feel the splash of hot fluid filling my insides as Jake's body twitched and wriggled below me. I milked the last drops of cum from my dick, and spread the sticky seed over Jake's chest and over his face...his body shining from the very thing that helped create him. "Felt like I came in gallons...you might as well take a bath in it." I said, smearing the last of my load over his neck. "Damn...that was fucking weird...but hot." Jake said, breathing heavily as his deflating member slipped from my ass with a sticky "plop". "Yeah, well...I'm fairly sure I'll never walk the same way again." I replied while using a hand to collect the cum oozing from my aching ass and trailing down my thigh. I tried to collect my thoughts as I lye next to Jake on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "Dad...thanks for letting try this...I know you may not be completely at ease." Jake said hesitantly as our heads cleared and reality came back to haunt us. "It was a curiosity thing for me, that's all. I sure as shit can't deny it has some appeal, but I can't see myself going this way again anytime soon. If it makes you feel any better...this isn't something I want to repeat. I enjoyed it...but it's something I can take off my list." He said reassuringly as he slapped my thigh, just above the knee. "That's good...because I can guarantee it's not something high on my list. I obviously came pretty hard...but I think my ass will be a restricted zone for anything larger than my finger." I answered with a laugh. "Apparently, I was more curious than I realized. But you're right...sharing this kind of thing with you never sat on my conscience very well. I'm cool with what we've done...as long as this is as far as it goes with us." "Consider it a deal." Jake said, as he raised from the bed...the softening cock hanging heavy between his legs. "I'm gonna' hit the shower and go back to bed...see you in the morning...and thanks again for a wild experience." I did the same, and slept amazingly well. Jake was cheerful the next morning as he finished his breakfast...gave me a firm hug...and walked out the door. ++++++++++++++++ Both Jake and I were true to our word...neither of us relived the experience, nor did we pretend it never happened. My relationship with Cheryl developed into something great, both emotionally and physically. Jake cycled through a few more girlfriends...and I suspect may have a buddy from the gym that does a bit more than spot his lifts...though I've never asked for details. As far as we know, Lindsey managed to find a guy who's as adventurous as she is. All in all, things turned out much better than they had any right to...and I owe that to the realistic perspective that Jake maintained the entire time. There are fleeting moments when I fantasize about sucking cock...but have no plans to act on them. Then again...who knows what might happen if my suspicions about the divorced guy next door are true.