ERIC:

    This year for Father's Day, I wanted to do something special for my dads so I made sure to be the first one up at the crack of dawn – something I was well used to by now thanks to my morning shifts at the gym. Before going down to the kitchen, I checked my email real quick. I only had one unread message, from Brax, sent at 3 AM. When I saw that it contained an attachment, I was pretty sure I knew what it was.

    "Can't sleep & thinking of you," the email said, along with a picture of my boyfriend's hard, juicy prick pointing right at the camera. I was already sporting a morning boner, but the sight of Brax's tool made me grow ever harder and almost jizz all over myself. However, I had work to do: I wanted to make breakfast for my parents before they woke up. Pleasuring myself would have to wait! I spent just a few more seconds looking at Brax's tool, fighting the temptation to lick the computer screen, before heading down to the kitchen naked, with my throbber pointing the way.

    While I was preparing pancakes and making coffee, my cock remained hard as a rock the entire time. I knew I shouldn't touch myself while handling food, but I couldn't help but give it a few tugs here and there. When the coffee was ready, I poured it in a thermos to keep it warm, and then reached for some cups in the cabinet. However, while reaching up, my balls rubbed against the kitchen counter, which felt unexpectedly stimulating. Without thinking about it, I humped the counter a couple of times… when I suddenly shot a HUGE wad of morning cum all over the surface. 

    "Fuck!" I swore out loud when I realized my load had unintentionally landed all over the pancakes as well as the open thermos. I'd have to start all over again! Even though I was pissed off, I still kept rubbing my balls against the counter a few more times, extracting the last of my jizz while standing on my tippy-toes. 

    And then, just as I was about to pick up all the food and throw it in the trash, my dad Sven walked into the kitchen. 

    "Oooh, coffee," he said, mesmerized by the pleasant aroma. Before I could do anything, he reached for the thermos and took a big gulp. Then, while I was awhkwardly trying to hide my boner, Dad took out two empty cups from the cabinet and asked, "Want some?"

    "Umm, sure," I mumbled, my heart racing and my cock still throbbing after my cumshot. My dad probably couldn't tell I'd just cum all over the counter; the surface was white so my jizz blended in. The coffee, apparently, didn't taste all that different. A moment later, I was able to taste it for myself, and realized that it had just a hint of a spunk-flavor. 

    "You don't have to hide your woody, you know," Dad winked at me. It's fine, we're all hard in the morning."

    While holding his cup of cum coffee with his left hand, Dad used his right hand to point down between his legs. That's when I noticed my father was just as hard as I was. I stared at his manhood for a moment, entranced by its largeness as well as the glistening Prince Albert. Seeing Sven naked was pretty much a daily occurrence for me, but seeing as I'd had an orgasm just a few seconds ago, I was still riding that horny wave. A part of me felt guilty about looking at my father in this pervy way, but I couldn't help myself. My hormones were in overdrive, and the fact that my dad was unknowingly drinking my cum drove me even crazier.

    "You don't have to hide, you know that," Dad said, casually sipping his morning brew while still talking about my erection.

    "Yeah, umm, I know," I said and I pulled my arm away, allowing my hard cock to swing back-and-forth like a baseball bat. A smile appeared on my dad's face, and if I had to guess, he was probably feeling a sense of pride, seeing his boy "all grown up."

    "Happy Father's Day," I said, looking for a way to change the subject. "I made breakfast.

    "Thank you, Son," said Dad, giving me a big hug and letting our hard cocks rub against each other for a few seconds. "Those pancakes look delicious. Let's get some syrup on them and dig in. I'm starving! David will be down in a minute as well."

    I wasn't surprised to hear Sven was starving; the sounds of him aggressively fucking David echoed around the house until well past midnight last night. It wasn't until after Sven had shouted "ARRGHHH!! TAKE THAT FUCKING LOAD! TAKE THAT LOAD UP YOUR CUNT, YOU FUCKING PIG!!" that we were all able to go to sleep.

    While Sven went to the pantry to get some syrup, I used a paper towel to quickly wipe my cum off the counter. I checked the pancakes, which already had my sperm seeped in them. A few moments later, my cock was finally starting to go down. David appeared, wearing a pair of white briefs, and accepted my hug and Father's Day wishes.

    "Let's go out and eat in the backyard," he suggested. "It's still kinda cool. Best take advantage of it before the day gets hot."

    We went out to the backyard; Sven and I naked and David in his underwear. We enjoyed our protein-infused breakfast, and it wasn't long before my dads asked about Brax.

    "Is he with his dad for the day?" said David, taking a sip of coffee. 

    "No, he and his dad don't talk a lot," I answered. "He's actually out on a day trip with his two best friends. They have deadbeat dads as well, so the three of them get together every year for a fatherless Father's Day."

    "I see," David said somberly.

    "No to sound cheesy," I continued, "but thank you guys. For being the best dads ever!"

    I took their hands in mine, and we all smiled before continuing to eat our cum-marked breakfast. We talked about Brax some more, when David suddenly said,

    "Son, you and Brax have been seeing each other for a few months. And obviously, we know that you're having sex."

    "Yeah," I confirmed. Brax and I had been fucking a few times a week; at the gym, in his car, at Milken Park. Whenever he came over for a visit, we'd chat with my dads for a few minutes before retreating to my room, and my parents could clearly put two and two together.

    "Is everything going okay with that?" David asked me next. "If you need any advice, you know we're here for you."

    "Yeah," I smiled and nodded. "It's fine. It's lots of fun."

    "Is he always the one fucking you?" Sven asked nonchalantly.

    "Yes," I confirmed, deciding to be honest with my parents. "It can be… challenging sometimes. I mean, his cock is pretty big, so it definitely took some getting used to."

    "I can imagine. To be frank, I'm impressed you could take him as your first," David said. He and I had never addressed it, but I knew he knew first-hand just what it felt like to take Brax's cock up his ass.

    "Yeah. Usually I'm only able to do it with lots of lube and after he… licks my hole for a while," I said.

    "It's called rimming," said Sven.

    "I know," I added. "And he's pretty good at it. I just wish… well, I just wish it were a bit easier."

    "You'll get there with time," David assured me. 

    "Is there a way to… get there faster?" I asked.

    "There's no shortcuts in life, Son," Sven said, sounding super dad-like.

    "The only thing you can do is practice with some toys," said David. 

    "Like dildos," I said.

    "Yes," David nodded. "They come in all sizes, so you can work your way up. Alternatively…" he made eye contact with Sven before continuing, "you can try wearing a butt plug."

    "Isn't that the same as a dildo?" I asked my dads.

    "They're similar, but a plug is designed to stay inside you," Sven explained like a teacher. "So you wear it for a few hours at a time, or however long you decide. It helps you get used to the sensation."

    "A few hours?" I asked hesitantly.

    "Yeah. You just pop it in and go about your day," Sven said.

    "And that's not uncomfortable?" I asked, unable to imagine having something up my ass for that long.

    "Not at all, not if you're doing it right," David said with a sudden grin on his face. "As a matter of fact, I'm wearing one right now."

    "No!" I said in surprise. "I would've never been able to tell!"

    "Haha, well that's kinda the point," said David. "It's not a very large one. I actually wore it to sleep as well."

    "And do… plugs come in all sorts of sizes as well?" I asked.

    "Of course. We've got like twenty upstairs. Some of them are older than you are," David said to me.

    "Can I… Can I see them? And pick one out?" I ventured to ask.

    "Oh. Well, normally it's something you'd buy for yourself, but sure, why not? We don't make use of most of em anyway," David agreed. 

    While Sven lit up a cigarette to smoke in the backyard, David got up and led me to their bedroom. As he walked in front of me up the stairs, I focused on his ass and realized I could see… something in between his cheeks. It was a black object, in contrast to the white briefs, which were so thin they were almost see-through. This must be my dad's butt plug! He was moving so casually and effortlessly, just as always, that I would've never been able to guess he had something literally shoved up his ass.

    "Here," Dad said, taking out a box from one of their drawers and placing around a dozen phallic-shaped toys on their bed. "We have more, but this oughta be what you're looking for."

    I marveled at my parents' sex toy collection, picking some of them up to inspect more closely.

    "They're all clean," David laughed, allowing me to touch everything at will. The idea that some of them were older than me, and that they'd all been up one of my dads' asses at some point, was enough to start giving me a boner yet again.

    "When Braxton fucks me… it's very intense," I confessed to my father. "So I can't imagine having that sensation for a few hours at a time, just walking around."

    "It won't feel that way. See, these smaller ones, they're nowhere near the size of his dick," David said, showing off a few of the beginner butt plugs. "The one I have in me is even smaller. That's why it's comfortable enough to sleep in."

    "Can I see it?" I asked without thinking too much about it.

    "Uhhhh… sure," my dad agreed. Then, he pulled down his briefs, exposing his cock, which was also semi-erect by this point. While still facing me, Dad reached back to start pulling the plug out.

    "Lemme see," I said and I went to look at his ass, curious what it would look like.

    "Here," Dad said and he leaned over, poking his ass in my direction and showing off the extraction process as he took the end of the plug with his right hand and slowly pulled it out. I watched as my father's ass lips puffed up, kissing the black plug goodbye as it plopped out. Then, something unexpected followed: a white waterfall came cascading out of my father's asshole. 

    "Fuck. Forgot that was in there," David said, and I knew exactly what 'that' was: my father Sven's cum from last night, kept in place by the plug.

    David reached back with his left hand, and gently massaged his puffy ass lips in circular motions while cum continued to drip down the back of his ballsack. For a moment or two, I saw the tips of my dad's fingers going inside his hole, as if scratching an itch that was there. Then, he finally stood up straight and put the plug down on the nightstand.

    "I'll let you pick a toy or two," he said to me as he turned around. His cock was at full mast now, almost hitting me in the face. "I'll go join your father in the backyard. Maybe you… give us a few minutes there."

    "I get it," I said, shooting my dad a wink after he winked at me. He was obviously going down to get fucked by his husband, likely going for another load up his ass.

    After David was gone, I looked back at the toys on the bed… but the one I was most interested in was on the nightstand. The plug that had just come out of my father's asshole still glistened with some of my other father's cum. Unable to control myself, I took the used plug and realized there was so much spunk on it that I didn't even need to lube it up. Bending down, I shoved the toy up my teen hole, breathing deeply until I was used to the sensation.

    Once the plug was inside me all the way, I took a few steps in my parents' bedroom, walking around and assessing the level of comfort. It… wasn't bad. It would definitely take some getting used to, but this felt good. So good that my dick was rock hard around. Since I had nowhere to go (my parents wanted some alone time) I stood there and stroked my cock for a few moments, thinking back to the dick pic Brax had sent me. Suddenly, I blew yet another load, this time getting it all over my dad's sheets. Oops! Well, better this than cumming in their coffee, I guess.​​