AVERY:

    When I found out that one of my favorite bands was performing in LA, I immediately asked Chase if he wanted to go with me. I was over the moon when he said yes – this was almost like going on a date together.

    That Friday night, Chase drove us to the city in his car and we had an amazing time at the show. Even though the venue wasn't supposed to sell liquor to anyone under 21, my friend managed to get us a couple of drinks. I had a gin and tonic, and since Chase was driving he decided to get a beer. We got into a party mood and I could tell he wanted to drink more. A few minutes later, he came up with an idea.

    "You know, my dad's apartment is in West Hollywood, really close to here," Chase said, pulling me to the side where the noise from the stage wasn't as loud. "We can literally walk there after the show. His spare bedroom is really small, and we'd have to share a bed, but it's okay for one night."

    "Yeah," I nodded, excited by the prospect of sharing a bed with Chase. "I'll text my dad and tell him we'll be back in the morning."

    "Cool. And I'll text my dad to tell him we're crashing at his place."

    From there on, the night got even better. Chase and I had a few more drinks, and we danced for hours. It was past midnight when the show was over. Normally, I'd be scared to walk the streets of LA this late at night, but with Chase by my side I felt safe.

    My jaw nearly dropped when we got to the apartment and Chase's dad answered the door. For one, he looked just like an older version of Chase, but more importantly: he was nearly naked, wearing a pair of blue briefs and nothing else. A handsome man in his late 30s, his body was out of this world, just like those typical fit WeHo gays that posted provocative selfies on social media. But I wasn't the only person who seemed surprised. Chase's dad also looked taken aback.

    "Chase? What're you doing here, son? Is everything okay?" he asked sleepily.

    "Yeah. I texted you a few hours ago, saying we need to crash here. Didn't you see my text?" Chase explained.

    "No, I went to bed early, and I guess I didn't hear my phone. C'mon in, c'mon in," our handsome host ushered us inside.

    "This is Avery, the friend that I live with," Chase said. "And Avery, this is my dad, John."

    "Nice to meet you," John and I said concurrently as we shook hands.

    "Long story short: I was supposed to drive us home, but I had a few drinks, and I figured we could sleep here for the night," Chase told his dad.

    "Okay. The spare bedroom's a mess but we'll figure something out," John said, rubbing his eyes.

    "Let's see," Chase said as he took my hand and led me to what I assumed was the spare bedroom. I could see why it was never an option for Chase to move here. The room was REALLY small, but not only that: there were boxes all over the floor, as well as all over the bed.

    "My husband sells T-shirts online," John explained, following us into the room. "He just got a new shipment. But he's actually out of town for a few days. So why don't you boys go sleep in the main bedroom, and I can crash on the couch. It's easier than trying to tidy up the mess here in this room in the middle of the night."

    In an effort to be polite, I made a counteroffer. "I can sleep on the couch and you two take the bed. I don't mind," I said.

    "Why don't we ALL sleep in the bed? It's big enough for three," Chase suddenly suggested.

    I looked at John, who simply shrugged and said, "Okay."

    "Uhh, sure," I said. Still feeling tipsy, I couldn't believe I was about to share a bed with my crush and his hot-as-hell dad!

    The three of us headed to the master bedroom. Chase wasn't lying: the bed was huge and would definitely fit all three of us. I stood there a moment, not sure what to do next and waiting for the other two to act first. Chase began taking his clothes off, until he was standing there in just his boxer briefs.

    "You still sleep naked, dad?" Chase asked casually, much to my surprise.

    "Yeah. I just put these on where I heard knocking on the door," John replied and snapped the waistband of his briefs. He acted as if this was a completely normal question coming from his son.

    "No one minds if I sleep naked, right?" Chase asked, looking around.

    Before either John or I could answer, Chase pulled down his boxer briefs and jumped on the middle of the bed. I got a great view of his ass and a flash of his cock before his body disappeared under the comforter. 

    John merely shrugged and pulled down his own underwear in a relaxed fashion. He stretched his arms up while yawning and thrusted his hips forward. The motion made his gorgeous cut cock bounce, which in turn made my jaw drop. Not only were the father and son alike in looks when it came to their faces, but they had nearly identical cocks! John's looked a bit thicker and longer, which probably meant Chase's cock was still going to get bigger. John also seemed to keep his pubic hair immaculately trimmed, as if framing his beautiful tool.

    I was mind-blown by how calm everyone else was. John simply went to the right side of the bed and climbed in next to his son. Looking around my side of the bed, I noticed the poppers and lube on the nightstand. That's right, I'd forgotten John was gay! For some reason, that made me even more nervous. 

    I took my shirt and pants off but left my briefs on. Since tonight felt like date night with Chase, I'd opted to wear a tiny pair of white briefs that hugged my ass tightly. Chase wolf-whistled from the middle of the mattress, making me blush as I crawled into bed next to him.

    "Good night, boys," John mumbled, turning off the lights.

    Even though the bed was comfortable, my whole body was tense. Within minutes, I could hear faint snoring coming from John, letting me know he had already gone back to sleep. Meanwhile, I lay nervously without moving a muscle – except for my cock, which was growing in my briefs until it was as hard as a rock. I was lying in bed with a naked father and son, both of them hot as fuck, so no wonder I was having this reaction. 

    I desperately wanted to reach down and jerk off, but I was way too scared to do that. Instead, I did my best to fall asleep. But then suddenly… I felt Chase's hand between my legs. Even in the dark I could tell he was smiling wide once he felt my cock and realized I was fully erect.

    My friend started rubbing my dick discreetly, using as little movement as possible. His hand reached into my underwear and pulled my tool out. Feeling emboldened by Chase's chutzpah, I returned the favor by reaching for his dick, only to find he was just as hard as I was. His tip was already sticky with precum, and doing this right next to his dad felt next-level exciting. I was so turned on, enjoying the touch of Chase's hand, that I accidentally let out a moan.

    "Suck my dick," Chase whispered in my ear.

    Was he really asking me to do that, right here, right now, in his dad's bed? My heart was pounding from both nervousness and arousal. Daring to be bold, I did as I was told: I went under the covers and got in between Chase's legs. 

    I started blowing my friend, savoring the taste of his precum on my tongue. I didn't try to do anything crazy, as I didn't want to make too many slobbering noises or accidentally gag and cough. I went about halfway down each time, which was hopefully enough to give Chase a good amount of pleasure.

    After a bit, I shifted position so that my hands were resting on either side of Chase's body. When I did that, I accidentally touched John's thigh, but he didn't stir. As I resumed the blowjob, I bumped against John several times, and I truly hoped I wasn't about to wake him up.

    John did stir eventually, but I couldn't tell if he was awake or not. I froze with Chase's cock in my mouth, until John's movement stopped. But then… Chase suddenly pulled the covers off. I panicked as John switched the lights on. Fuck! I was for sure gonna get yelled at or kicked out.

    "Now, be a good boy and suck my dad's dick," Chase told me calmly.

    What?! I looked at John and realized he wasn't mad. He was… smiling at me. He had an appreciative look on his face as he eyed me up and down, noticing my erection and licking his lips. I realized John was also rock-hard and gently stroking himself. I couldn't believe my eyes! Right in front of me I had a naked father and son, lying side-by-side, both of them fully erect. They looked at me hungrily, like a piece of meat they intended to share.

    Holy shit, I'd hit the jackpot! I watched in awe as John spread his legs until his thigh was pressed firmly against his son's. I moved over and crawled between John's legs, hypnotized by his sexy daddy dick. I leaned forward, still anxious he might stop me. I didn't truly believe it was happening until I finally felt his cockhead on my lips. Then, John combed his fingers through my hair and pushed on the back of my head, encouraging me to keep going. I opened my mouth wider, allowing his cock to slide across my tongue. 

    John was indeed a bit bigger than his son. Since this was only the second cock I'd ever blown, I struggled a bit. I worked my way down his shaft, getting past the halfway point. I remembered to relax my throat, allowing me to swallow the last few inches. Holy shit! I was deepthroating my buddy's dad! John moaned in pleasure, still keeping pressure on the back of my head.

    "Mmm, he's pretty good at this, son. You should introduce me to your friends more often," John groaned.

    I loved hearing this hunk talk to his son while I sucked his dick. He finally let up with his hand so I could come up for air. I immediately went back down, taking all of John's dick down my throat once again. I wanted to show him how good I was, even if I wasn't all that experienced yet. While I was focused on pleasing John, I felt Chase tug at my underwear and pull them down completely.

    "He's got the cutest ass too, Dad," Chase remarked, and John agreed with a hum.

    Eventually, I switched back to Chase, who guided me back to him by pulling on my hair. I loved the idea of being used by the father and son. I moved so that I was in the middle, straddling their legs that were pressed together. I kept one hand on John's cock while blowing his son. After a few minutes, John did the same thing, pulling my hair until I was back on his dick. They were doing more than just taking turns – they were demanding my mouth.

    "You ready to cum, Dad?" Chase asked his father.

    "Mhm. Let's feed him together, shall we?" John suggested.

    Acting as one, the father and son stood up on the bed, towering over me. I knelt in front of them, my mouth wide open and ready. The pair started jerking off, embracing each other for balance. They managed to time it impeccably. In perfect synchronicity, they both shot off, aiming for my mouth. Their combined cumshots landed on my tongue, my lips, my cheeks. For as much cum landed in my mouth, an equal amount splattered across my face.

    When their orgasms finally subsided, they each reached down and used their fingers to gather up the cum that was all over my face. Then, the father and son took turns feeding me their mixed loads. At one point, both of their thumbs were in my mouth together while I sucked them clean. That's when I finally shot off, covering the sheets with my jizz. I could only hope this wasn't my last sleepover with this family.

 

to be continued…

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