BRAD:

    Avery and Chase weren't as slick as they thought every time they snuck off to Avery's room together. They said they were "playing video games" but half the time they were jerking off – I could tell by the sounds I was hearing through my son's bedroom door. Yes, I often eavesdropped on them, unable to control my curiosity. I knew it was wrong, but I told myself I was just being a responsible parent by "watching out" for Avery.

    Whatever reservations the two teens had were quickly fading away, mostly thanks to Chase, who was a bona fide shit-stirrer. Just yesterday, while the three of us drove to San Diego, Chase and my son jacked each other off in the backseat of my car. I could see everything in the rear-view mirror, but I pretended to be oblivious, letting the boys have their fun. The worst part was that all the amped up male hormones in the car got me aroused as well, and it was uncomfortable to drive with a boner. For a moment, I even considered imitating the teens' actions, pulling my cock out, and jerking off. As tempting as the thought was, I decided to be a responsible adult, keeping my hands on the steering wheel and my eyes on the road – with occasional glances in the mirror. When I saw my son and Chase shoot their loads, I almost came in my pants as well.

    After a couple of hours in San Diego, we drove back and this time the two teens simply fell asleep in the backseat. I noticed that Chase popped a boner in his sleep, tenting his gray sweatpants, and I remembered what it was like to have his dick in my mouth. Since that one morning when I sucked Chase's cock, I hadn't gotten a chance to do it again. I was looking forward to the next time Avery went to his mom's house, hoping it would be my opportunity to spend some more one-on-one time with Chase again.

    Finally, the weekend arrived when my son was scheduled to visit his mom. I woke up with some extra pep in my step, ready to make waffles for Chase. Hopefully he would feed me his spunk as a way of saying thank you for breakfast. I took a long shower, shaved, and decided to go downstairs wearing my smallest, tightest pair of white briefs – and nothing else. But to my surprise, there was more than one person at the dining room table.

    "Avery! What're you doing here?" I asked my son, who was sitting at the table along with his friend, both of them on their phones.

    "I live here?" Avery replied, looking at me weird, possibly because he wasn't used to seeing me walk around in my underwear, especially something so revealing.

    "Aren't you supposed to be with your mom? She usually picks you up first thing in the morning," I noted.

    "Oh no, didn't I tell you? She has some work this weekend so we're skipping this week's visit."

    "Umm, I guess it's waffles for three, then," I said, trying not to sound disappointed.

    "Don't you wanna put some clothes on first?" Avery asked me. He and Chase were both wearing pajama pants and T-shirts.

    "It's his house, he can stay in his underwear if he wants to," Chase chimed in, coming to my defense. "Don't listen to him, Brad."

    Feeling slightly self-conscious, I went to the fridge and took out the eggs. As I cracked them open, I chastised myself for getting so excited at the prospect of spending time alone with Chase. What the hell was I thinking?! He was my son's friend and my housemate – nothing more. 

    While the batter was cooking in the waffle iron, I received a message on my phone. I was busy so I wasn't going to read it immediately, until I noticed it was from Chase.

    "ur ass looks amazing in those briefs 😈," the text read, followed by a second message: "and so does ur bulge 🍆."

    I blushed and exchanged a smile with Chase, who winked at me. I couldn't help but check myself out in the reflective door of the fridge. Chase was right: my bulge looked ridiculously stuffed in these briefs! I looked like I was packing a semi, even though I wasn't. Not yet anyway. Chase's message was starting to go to my head – my cockhead, that is. I began to pop a boner, so I quickly turned my back to the two teens, taking deep breaths and doing my best to prevent an erection, which would be unconcealable in these briefs. As hard as I tried, my dick just kept getting harder. To make matters worse, my son stood up and headed in my direction.

    "Let me help you with that, Dad," Avery offered. 

    I began to panic, looking around the kitchen, when I finally spotted an apron nearby. I snatched it quickly, putting it on and successfully covering up my now-raging hard-on from my son.

    After breakfast, while the three of us sat at the table drinking coffee, I received yet another text from Chase. This time, I was confused by what he was trying to say:

    "I'll leave the door open if u wanna watch."

    What was that supposed to mean? At first, I thought he might've sent it by mistake, but then I looked at Chase to see another smirk on his face. He nodded and said out loud, "Hey Avery, let's go up to your room to 'play some video games.'"

    The way Chase said those final four words made it sound like he was talking in code – and he was. I knew he was inviting my son for another jackoff session in Avery's room. Is that what the text message was about? Chase was planning on leaving the door open so I could watch him jerking off with my son?

    I gave the boys a few minutes to "settle in" by tidying up the kitchen. As I put dirty dishes into the sink I was already reeling from the anticipation. About five minutes passed and I raced for the stairs. I had to physically slow myself so I wouldn't storm up to the second floor too loudly. I didn't want to announce my presence to Avery, after all.

    As I slowly crept to my son's room, I heard the teens' voices, revealing that indeed the door was partly open. I got close enough I could peer in, and saw them sitting on the floor. Chase was facing the door with his dick out, pajama pants tucked under his balls, his teenage prick hard as a rock. My son had his back to me, but I could only assume he also had his dick out. Chase spotted me spying, but he stayed calm, making eye contact with me and giving me a discreet wink.

    "Let's get on the bed," Chase suddenly suggested to Avery, standing up and removing his shirt. "And let's take our clothes off."

    Avery was quick to imitate his friend, and within seconds both boys were naked. As they climbed onto my son's bed, I shifted my stance to keep them in my field of vision. I couldn't help but notice my formerly lanky son was starting to look a bit more toned, really settling into his adult body. I had to admit: he looked good, especially lying there next to Chase.

    As if they'd done this countless times (which they may have by now), the teens reached over and began exchanging handjobs. Seeing it in front of me felt so much more intense than trying to catch glimpses in a rear-view mirror while I drove. I wished I could get even closer, but this was good enough for now. So good, in fact, that my cock was already erect once again. 

    I took off the apron and let it drop to the floor noiselessly. With my right hand, I proceeded to rub my shaft through the pouch of my briefs. Inside my son's room, the boys kept going, with Avery none the wiser that I was watching. His eyes were glued to his buddy's cock, and I didn't blame him. Chase, however, looked to the door every now and then, smirking whenever our eyes caught. At one point, he even looked down to my crotch and made a nodding motion as if telling me to whip it out. Although I was nervous, my dick was practically begging to be released.

    "D'you wanna try sucking it?" Chase asked Avery after a few more minutes of stroking.

    "What? Really? I, uh… I've never done it before," Avery muttered nervously.

    "That's okay, man. There's a first time for everything, right?" Chase encouraged him, just like he did with me in the past.

    "I mean, I guess I could try. You sure you don't mind? What if I'm not good at it?"

    "It'll be fine, I promise. What better way to start practicing?" Chase continued.

    After thinking about it for a few seconds, Avery nodded and moved to get into position. He knelt in between Chase's thighs, leaning down on all fours. I licked my lips in anticipation, as I realized I was now staring directly at my son's ass. I could even see his hairless, pink hole. He looked up at Chase, who nodded approvingly.

    "We've watched porn together, you know what to do," Chase reassured him.

    Avery lowered his mouth with no further hesitation, letting Chase's thick cock slide into his virgin mouth. At that moment, my son was hopefully enjoying the flavor of Chase's precum on his tongue, just like I had. I could almost taste it again just thinking about it. I rubbed my dick faster while I watched my son, who kept going, taking more and more of Chase's length, until his gag reflex prevented him from going further. I was impressed by Avery's ability to swallow more than I did on my first try. It was incredibly hot that my son and I now shared something in common: sucking Chase's dick.

    By now, the front of my underwear was thoroughly soaked with precum. I was throbbing almost painfully, so I finally whipped out my dick. I pushed my briefs down around my knees and started jerking off, still hiding the doorway, acting like a voyeur and spying on my son and his friend.

    I tried not to think about it too much, but watching my son go down on Chase was a major turn-on. Avery was clearly as horny as I was – his cock was continuously leaking precum as he grew more confident slobbering on Chase's pole. Chase kept offering words of encouragement, which made Avery more and more eager to try and deepthroat him. After a few more tries, my son was finally successful: he had his friend's entire cock lodged down his throat.

    Fuck, I bet that felt amazing for Chase. He shifted positions and got onto his knees. Then, he reached down and ran his fingers through my son's hair, occasionally pulling on the back of Avery's head. When Chase finally let Avery up for air, I noticed that a string of saliva and precum connected my son's lips to Chase's cock. Avery took a quick gasp of air and then got right back to work, determined to see this through. It may be his first time ever, but my son was already an eager cocksucker.

    Even just watching from a distance, I could tell that Avery kept getting better and better. It got to the point where Chase was holding onto Avery's head, steadily fucking his mouth – and my son was able to keep up with it! He simply moaned with his mouth full of cock, spit dripping past his lips onto his chin.

    With my son's nose fully buried in his pubes, Chase was now openly looking at the door and grinning at me. He mouthed something and I couldn't fully read his lips, but it seemed like: "Yeah, watch your son suck my dick."

    Each passing second, Chase started to get more aggressive, pulling Avery's hair as he kept thrusting in and out of his mouth. One of Avery's hands was between his legs, furiously jerking himself off. It was then that I realized my own hand was maintaining a tight grip on my shaft, about to push me over the edge.

    "You ready?" Chase groaned, looking right at me. I couldn't tell if he was addressing me or my son, but I nodded. "Here comes your first load, buddy," Chase added, looking down at Avery. 

    Holding on to my son's head, Chase gave one final, deliberate thrust and started shooting his load down Avery's gullet. At the same time, I began firing off my jizz, which landed on the apron on the floor. Chase and I maintained eye contact as we shot off spurt after spurt of cum. Judging by his expression, Chase's load was just as large as mine – and my son swallowed every last drop of it while cumming all over his bedspread.