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Subject: Nick – Chapter Eight This work is copyrighted by the author the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission in writing from the author. Personal or private copies are permitted only if they are complete and include the copyright notice. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author’s permission is a violation of that copyright. This is a story of a man’s relationship with his son and his son’s friends. It will contain some sexual scenes, but it is not totally about sex. The series of chapters are completely fictional and are the result of the author’s fertile imagination. Any resemblance to any real person(s) is purely coincidental. The story contains consensual sexual behavior between young adult males and an older adult male. It depicts unprotected sex and protected sex practices are the way to go if you plan to be around for years to come. May the flies of a thousand camels infest your armpits for not succumbing to the passions of your fertile imagination! If you are underage (below 18) or object to the subject matter, leave now as the door that let you in will also let you out. Also, don’t forget if this story or series of stories make you quake in your shorts, donate! fty/donate.html Keep this great venue of erotica free and on-line! Chapter Eight “Alright Dad, funny reference. What’s Nick doing here?” Mike said standing in the doorway hair wet, towel on his shoulder and not a stitch of clothing on. “What did you do?” I said as I looked Mike up and down he had shaved his crotch and balls leaving only a little snub at the base of his dick. “Are you turning into a Neo-Nazi? You look like you have a Hitler Dick!” “It isn’t that bad!” Mike said dropping the towel and looking down at what was left of his pubes. “Bruh, it really looks funny.” Nick laughed out. “Well I didn’t want a 1970’s bush like yours!” Mike said looking at the red bush that Nick had. “Boys, boys, boys!” I said to stop the argument. “Anyway, I heard you in the shower say that your girlfriend broke up with you?” “Yeah, but Dad why are you in bed with Nick?” Mike asked confused. “I want to be in bed with your dad, let’s leave it at that.” Nick said, putting his hands behind his head and lying back exposing his entire body. “But dad, he is my age.” Mike said still confused. “I like him, plus he is living here now, his mother bailed.” I said as I scooted back on the bed and laid on the pillows. Nick moved and cuddled up next to me. “Oh, my god dad, really?” Mike said with almost a whine in his voice, “anyway, yeah Becky broke up with me while I was gone because I didn’t tell her I was going.” “Little bitch.” I replied “She was starting to get on my nerves and besides she was not keeping herself clean.” Mike said bowing his head. “Do I need to take you to have you tested? Or was her cooter just getting funky?” I asked. “She just wouldn’t take the hint that she needed to clean herself out. I mean I used a condom almost all the time, but when I didn’t she wouldn’t clean herself out and it started to stink a lot.” Mike said looking like the kid caught with his hand in the candy jar. “You didn’t always wrap it bruh?” Nick said startled. “No.” Mike responded “Bruh, you could have got her prego and then what? That is why I suck more dick than fuck a cooter.” Nick said as he grabbed a handful of his cock and balls and shook it at Mike. “Dude, you haven’t ever had sex with a girl, remember you told me you were too scared to wear a rubber and it made you want to puke? I knew you were gay the day we met way back when. Ain’t no thing though, I like pussy, you like a drooling cock, just never thought it would be my dad’s…” Mike said as he walked out of the bedroom. “I thought you told me that you were straight and have only played once with a guy.” I asked Nick who now had his head on my furry chest and his hand rubbing the hair on my belly. “What else did you not tell me?” “I got kicked out of my mom’s because she caught me blowing a neighbor guy.” Nick said as his face nuzzled down further into my chest and headed towards my pit. “It was a guy she wanted to fuck, but instead she caught me sucking a load out of him. She was pissed.” “I should say so! How come you didn’t share?” I said without thinking. “Now that is gross! I’ll be back. I need to see what the real reason Becky dumped Mike. Something smells fishy with his story.” He said snickering back at me as he sauntered those pale cheeks out of the room. I got up off the bed and went into the kitchen and started making dinner, thank god not fish. As I was cooking, I felt someone else in the room and I turned to see Mike standing there, not a stitch of clothing on as usual, but with red eyes. “What’s up bud?” “Becky and I had sex twice without a rubber. She thought she was pregnant, but wasn’t, and lied to me anyway saying she was. I called her mother to beg for forgiveness, and that’s how I found out she was on her period.” Mike said, and started weeping slightly, “she lied to me to hurt me.” “Awe hell, come here son.” I said as he came to me and melted into my arms, all I could do was hold onto him tightly and let him know that I loved escort kocaeli him no matter what. “Want me to fuck up that ho? I could, and no one would find out!” I said as I held him tight, but loose enough that he let out a giggle through the tears. “Dad, please no, she has to make some trailer trash a good wife one day and fourteen sizes higher in size.” He said as he lifted himself from me tears drying and a smirk on his face. “If you want to knock out four or five teeth to get her started, I wouldn’t mind. She always scraped my dick with her teeth anyway.” We both started laughing loudly at Mikes comment. “So she didn’t know how to keep her teeth away from the meat huh?” Nick said as he walked into the kitchen. Mike rolled his eyes and started to leave, “You know you if you need to dump a load, bruh, just tell me. You know my bro-jobs are better.” Nick said without concern. Mike’s eyes got real big and he darted from the kitchen. “What was that all about?” I asked Nick, a little irritated. “I told you I have given him a bro-job before.” Nick said looking over dinner cooking and without a thought. “Well I didn’t know, and kinda need to know.” I said not so happily. “There was a time several months ago, before he met Becky and he was really bitchy and moody. I told him about the bro-job, basically a blow-job from your bro. No eye contact, no swallowing, no questions, no moaning, etc.” Nick stated without even looking at me. Needless-to-say I was rather shocked by his admission that happened and my education on a bro-job. I could think of a couple bros to ‘job’ myself. Dinner was ready and all three of us got together, grabbed a plate and headed off to the dining room. After eating, Nick cleaned up the table and did the dishes. Mike flopped on the couch and turned on some ridiculous show, and Nick walked into the living room and stood by my chair. He was close enough that the coarse hair on his thigh rubbed on my forearm and at eye level was his firehose. He watched about a minute of the stupid show and turned away, and sauntered down the hall to his room. I looked down the hall and saw him half-way standing in his doorway looking at me. As I turned my full attention to him, he took his hand and rubbed his chest and began stroking his hooded cock. I looked over at Mike naked laying on the couch, then looked back at Nick. He just stood there stroking himself with one hand and exploring his young hard body with the other. I grabbed a magazine and put it on my crotch to cover my growing hard-on then turned back to watching Nick. He flipped on the light in his room and was hard as a rock while he was stroking and pleasing himself. The stupid show on the television was just noise in the background as I watched Nick work his firehose. He stuck his finger in his mouth and then took his moist finger back out and started rubbing his light pink nipples. I could see the pleasure on his face as he backed up against the door jamb itself and his eyes closed and head resting back. When he had gotten both nipples red and hard, he moved his hand down his fuzzy belly and under his cock to his balls hanging below. By now he’d started bowing his legs out and I could see he had moved his fingers from his swollen nut bag to further back and was fingering himself. He was close I could tell and his eyes were open now, staring at me. I changed my attention from the adonis in the hallway to my son on the couch. His head had fell to a side and I could hear his light snoring, good. I took off the magazine and started jerking myself, put my finger to my lips making the ‘Ssssh’ motion, and then bade him to come to me. He walked up the hallway to the side of my chair, still yanking on his hard-young cock. With every back stroke his bright red full cock head snuck out from under its hood and looked at me. By the time he had reached the side of my chair, I opened my mouth and sucked his head hard while he jerked off. While I sucked hard on his cock, he kept up a slow pull towards my head, and I sped up my jerk. His breathing increased and he I could see the muscles starting to tighten, his apollo’s belt became pronounced, his quads split under the coarse hair, and his tugging became erratic. I knew he was going to flood my mouth at any second and I slowed my jerking of my own cock. I was not surprised when the first cannon shot hit the back of my throat, then the second, third, and by the fourth I had to start swallowing or it would either leak out the side of my mouth or come out of my nose. I swallowed quickly in time for the next four jets. I looked up at him and he back was arched back, upper chest flushed and heaving. As the last ninth or tenth jet finished and he was spent I swallowed a mouthful again and he regained his posture, and pulled his spent firehose from my mouth. I put down the legs of my recliner and he needed no other notification, he knelt in front of me and engulfed my cock. He did so just in time to cause me to blow a powerful load into his mouth. He swallowed and kept on going, nursing on my cock as a young calf would his mother’s teat. When I was finally spent, he sucked off the remaining spit off my cock and let it rest on my kocaeli anal yapan escort hairy belly. He got up and made a hand sign that he was going to shower, and left. As my eyes re-opened, and my situational awareness came back to me and pleasure subsided I looked at the television, but something caught my eye. Mike was on his side now, staring at me, with a kick-stand. He and I stared at each other for a little while before the shower sound started, and then he said, “Dad, really? I was lying right here! I really do not need to see my dad blowing his wad into my friends mouth right in front of me.” He wasn’t angry, just more annoyed, “Is he that good?” All I could do was nod, words had escaped me. I am sitting here in my chair, cock spent, looking at my son with his now softening cock. As my breathing slowed and my senses came back to me all I could say was, “Mike, give his mouth a try, no wait, you know.” His face flushed five or six shades of red of embarrassment and then a pouting face appeared. “Sorry son, you have your fun, I have mine.” “You could’ve at least waited until I was out of the room, but whatever.” He said rolling back over and continued to watch the show on TV. “I never say a word to you when I hear you banging your girlfriend in the bedroom. You do know you two make a lot of noise.” I laughed. “It’s because I have a big pecker!” he said, and we both laughed. Just then the shower sounds stopped and it was getting late, I knew I needed one. “I’m heading to bed, school in the morning. Nick is going to be going to your school now, but I’ve got to get him enrolled.” “Cool, g ‘night dad!” Mike states as he bends his head back at me. It then crossed my mind, I’ve got two gorgeous young men in my house, one a fiery red-head, the other a dirty blond. Both with amazingly lithe bodies, large packages, and all I can think of is, ‘Wow’. I start walking down the hall, and turn to my room and Nick is standing there, drying off his body. “I need a shower before bed.” I say to him, and he grabs a q-tip and starts cleaning his ear as he moves out of the way. Passing by him, the heat radiating from his freshly showered body almost burns my skin. He stops me as I move by, with sticking his ass out and pinning me to the wall with it. I shower, dry off and look and see Nick on my bed, arms tucked behind his head watching me. Putting the towel up to dry, I walk up to the bottom of the bed. His eyes are wide open and he is just staring at me. “Damn, you are gorgeous.” I say. “Dad, you are the gorgeous one, I am just happy to be here waiting for you to get into bed.” He says with a wry smile. I look over his body and that massive fire hose is laying across his hip and his fun-hole is hidden by his low hanging balls. I crawl up onto the bed at his feet and rub my cheek on the coarse hair on the top of his foot, and continue dragging my cheek across his ankle and up his leg. Looking up I can see his cock slowly growing. Rubbing my face into his inner thigh I travel up his leg and by-pass where his growing cock is and not letting my face leave his body, I continue up his stomach to his left nipple. I had to stop there and suckle on it a little, feeling the tiny hairs that encircle his hardening areola on my tongue as I suck and nibble. His breathing increases and I let go of his now bright red nipple and travel to the soft hair in his armpit and up along the underside of his thick arms. Then I roll over and lay on the side of the bed and grab a book to read. “Oh no you don’t dad. That was mean!” He says and he starts to reach out for me. “You’re going to school in the morning, so bedtime!” I said as his hands felt of my rock-hard cock. “I tell you what, you can have some more when you wake up. But for now, beddy-bye time.” I say, in a mocking tone. “So, Mike saw then huh?” “Yep. Not overly happy either.” I said still reading. “I’ll make amends.” Nick says as he cuddles up next to me and throws his furry leg over mine. When he did, this I could almost swear hearing an audible ‘thump’ as his cock falls onto mine and my belly. In no time his breathing was starting to get rhythmic and he was out. I reached up and turned off the light and put the book away and closed my own eyes. My dreams were of heat and fire. —— The alarm went off right at 6:00 am and I reached over and smacked it. Throwing my feet off the side of the bed I got up and went to piss. As I turned around, I started myself, as Nick was not in bed, did I dream the past week and weekend? What the hell. I went across the hall to Mikes room opened the door, turned on the light and said, “Time to rise and shine!” He was laying on his back and had a full morning-wood that went north of his belly-button. Not the first, and probably not the last time I would see his wood. I sleep-stagger to the kitchen where I was scared half out of my mind by Nick, handing me a mug of coffee while he filled his. “What the hell? Coffee?” I stammer. “You do not need to drink coffee!” “Why not, I hate mornings.” Nick said as he slurped his caramel colored liquid. “You look hot standing there naked slurping your coffee. Have you izmit yabancı escort showered yet?” I asked. “No, just got out of bed a couple minutes before you. Why?” “Lift up your arm.” “Why?” Nick said with a confused look on his face. “Just do it.” I said and as he raised his arm I bent into his pit with my nose and took a deep whiff of his scent, smelling the testosterone, the youth, the sleep, the savageness of his musk. I then licked his pit from one end to the underside of his thick bicep and enjoyed the twang of his saltiness on my tongue. I could tell he liked it as well as his cock started growing. “I think we need to take a shower while Mike takes his. I need to get you enrolled so you need to be clean.” I said as I reached down and gave his hooded firehose a little squeeze. “Well let’s get moving.” He said finishing off his cup of coffee, grabbing my growing cock and pulling me as if it were a leash down the hall. Mike was already up and moving, but not out of his room yet, I knew he was 30 seconds from coming out into the hallway. Quickly we got into my room and Nick fell to the floor and engulfed my ‘leash’ and swallowed it to the hilt. As I was not completely hard yet he shoved his face into my bush and used his tongue under my growing cock to lick my balls. “We are running late, let’s have a quickie!” He said as he popped my cock out and then back into his mouth. “How are we going to have a quickie?” I asked “Let’s get in the shower and fuck, just ram it into me and fuck me hard and fast until you pop.” Nick said with a demanding whisper as he stood and marched into the bathroom and started the shower. I followed him like a hungry puppy and watching the water cascade down his body my cock bobbed and started to leak a little. I got into the shower with him and he soaped up his crack and my cock and guided my cockhead to his fur-lined hole. “Ram it in.” He said in a demanding whisper. I reached around to his face with one hand and covered his mouth as I did as he asked, in one fluid stroke I was balls deep in his furry ass. My hand was a good choice as he tried to let out a scream, but I muffled it. I waited a moment for his breathing to steady, then started pistoning my cock in and out of his ass. He pushed back on my cock as I fucked forward increasing the depth. He planted his cheek on the tile and reached back and pulled his hairy cheeks apart so I could go deeper. The only sound in the shower was the two large shower heads above us and a slapping noise when I rammed into him. I was a heavenly feel as I could feel the hair around his hole grabbing onto my cock and not wanting to let go on the out-stroke. It only took a couple minutes for my load to start in my toes as I looked down and watched my cock ram into his fire hole. I grabbed the back of his neck and pushed his face harder against the tile as my load sprayed the inside of his guts. When I had spent the last drop, I stayed inside him and reached around to his rock-hard cock and began pumping it wanting that fire hydrant to blow. Finally, I reached around with both hands while my cock was being squeezed and started a two-hand syphon of his cock wanting it to spray. I thought my cock was going to be pinched off by his ass, he started to spray the shower wall with huge stream after stream after stream of cum. I counted this time and it was 12 streams against the wall, he was re-grouting the tile. When he was done, I pulled out of him fast and he collapsed on the floor of the shower. He took my softening cock in his mouth and sucked hard to try to find any little drop he could. I tried to push his head off my cock as I needed to piss bad, “Back off so I can piss.” I whispered. He released my cock from his mouth and held it in his hand pointed at him. If he wanted another shower, we were in the right place. I let my bladder go and emptied myself all over him, he aimed my cock where he wanted it. Swallowing some first, then he aimed my cock and my piss all over his face and chest. After I was done, I looked down and he was jacking himself again, and within a moment or two the urine on his chest and tummy was replaced with sprays of thick globbing cum. “Holy Shit, we are running late for school!” I said as he got up and kissed me deeply, his tongue diving deeply into my mouth. His saliva mixed ever so sweetly with the taste of my cum mixed with my piss. “I know, but I want to do more dirty things…” he said as he got out and started hurriedly getting dry. This was going to be interesting I thought. I want to thank all the great comments and emails I have received from the first seven chapters, as you can tell I have listened to them. The stories are going to be longer, and if you have a request of an idea that you would like to see David, Nick, and Mike do, keep sending them. I know I was hard as a rock writing this, and I do hope you were too. Remember that sprayed semen does not work really well with electronics, so be careful reading my stories that you don’t ruin a keyboard, phone, tablet or another vulnerable device. Email me anytime, as I respond to all emails that are legitimate. The next chapter has already started and should prove to be sticky. Keep tuned. If you want to be notified when I post a new chapter of Nick, email me and let me know. I have currently outlines for around 15-20 chapters now, and it is up to you to determine what is fantasy, reality, and dreams beyond imagination! Slobbers, MW blr/blog/mwmansmind

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