TROY:

    While dating a 49-year-old man like Joe, using the term "boyfriend" felt unsuitable. He was certainly no boy – that was MY role! I usually called him "daddy," and he seemed to lean into it. The fact that he was a real-life dad made the whole thing even hotter. 

    I had no problem with Joe continuing to work as an escort. I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me jealous at all, but it was his career and I knew that I had to get used to it if I wanted to be with him. I was just so happy to have him in my life, this was just one minor detail to overlook.

    However, one particular client of Joe's managed to make me VERY jealous. I'd met Daly a few times, most recently at Joe's birthday dinner. I was the one who suggested inviting Daly and his husband A.J. to it. I knew they both liked Joe, but I had no idea Daly had a serious crush on him. Apparently, Daly went ahead and booked an appointment with Joe, doing it stealthily so that not even Joe knew who he was meeting.

    "I can't believe you didn't tell him to leave as soon as you found out who it was!" I said to Joe the following day when he told me the story. 

    "I didn't mind going through with it," Joe shrugged. "What's the problem?"

    "The problem is, he misled you about who he was," I said, outraged. "That can't be right."

    "No, it's not, but I understand why he did it," Joe explained calmly. "And if I remember correctly, you've done something similar. Remember when you showed up to that Christmas party without being invited?"

    "That's not the same!" I exclaimed. "That was in public. It's not like I lied to you or anything."

    "Technically, Daly didn't lie either. And what you did was pretty much stalking."

    "Okay, why are you bringing that up?" I huffed. "Literally, I see no connection."

    "I'm trying to explain that in my line of work, I've seen people be sneaky. And it's not right, but I always try to understand their reasons behind it."

    "Sounds to me like you're just defending Daly," I said.

    "And it sounds to me like you're just attacking him," Joe replied. "He was a client, like the dozens of clients I see every month. Why are you so upset about him in particular?"

    "Because he's not just a client, is he? He works with your son. And you even invited Colt over to join you!" I said.

    "Aaaah, is that what this is about? You're jealous cuz Colt was there? Babe… do you have a crush on my son?"

    I was speechless. I tried to act outraged, but I was instantly blushing like crazy and that gave me away.

    "That's okay," Joe said coolly. "Colt is a handsome young man. It's okay if you're attracted to him."

    "I mean… sure, he's good-looking and everything… but I love YOU," I said.

    "I know you love me, boy. And I love you too," Joe said, scooting closer to me on the couch and pulling me in for a passionate kiss. We enjoyed that for quite a while, and then Joe picked me up and carried me into his bedroom, something I always loved. He placed me down on the bed and began to undress me.

    "Get me naked, Daddy," I moaned as he practically ripped my shirt off. I didn't like arguing with Joe – I'd much rather be doing something else. "I want you to fuck me."

    "Oh, I will, son," he growled in response, taking a moment to pull off his own clothes, though somehow it felt like his hands never left my body. "Your daddy's gonna be all over you tonight."

    That banter continued as he slid his cock into my eager ass, and as always it got me super wound up. After a while, Joe shifted us around so that he was in a sitting position at the edge of the bed, feet on the floor, me in his lap with our chests pressed together. It suddenly reminded me of when he'd fucked me in the back of that limo after his birthday party – an event made even more exciting by the presence of Colt, barely a few feet away.

    As I found myself wishing we could somehow repeat that night, I suddenly heard the apartment door opening. The sound was loud because Joe had left his bedroom door wide open. Even as Colt's footsteps echoed in the living room, Joe didn't slow down with his fucking, and didn't try to get any quieter either. I was facing away from the doorway but I heard the footsteps get louder… and then stop. I knew Colt was standing there watching us; the father and son looking right at one another.

    "Oh, hey," Colt said in a casual tone. "I... see you guys are busy."

    "Hey son, c'mere for a minute. I wanted to ask you something," Joe said, still thrusting up inside me. While their comfort level with one another no longer surprised me, I was shocked to hear Colt stepping into the room to have some kind of conversation with Joe while we were fucking. "Colt, you don't have a girlfriend here, do ya? No, boyfriend either?" his father asked. I had to admit, I'd been wondering that as well. But was this really the time to bring it up?!

    "No, Dad, I'm single," Colt said, and even though I couldn't see him I could easily picture his adorable aw-shucks grin. "Why d'you ask?"

    "Just something I've noticed," Joe replied. "A young man like you probably needs some… release. You know, the kind your own hand can't provide."

    "Well, what did you have in mind?" Colt asked, and I heard him slowly stepping even closer.

    Joe tightened his hold on me and stood up, still thrusting up gently into my ass while doing it. Then, he turned around and placed me onto the bed on my back. We released our arms from one another but my legs were wrapped around his waist. He reached down to rub my chest, though I felt his hand slide up higher, and he caressed my neck and throat area before moving on to my chin. I sucked two of his fingers into my mouth at the first opportunity,

    "You wanna use young Troy's throat here?" Joe said to his son, and if my mouth hadn't been occupied at that moment, I probably would have gasped. Did he just openly offer my oral services to his own son? Did he just suggest that he and his son spit-roast me?

    Colt didn't answer for a moment, and perhaps he was asking himself those same questions, making sure he wasn't misunderstanding anything.

    "Yeah..." Colt finally said with just a hint of hesitation. "Yeah," he replied again, this time with a tone of total confidence and excitement. For the first time since he'd arrived, Colt and I made eye contact and I could see he shared in my excitement for what was about to happen. Whether or not he reciprocated any of my "crush" feelings, at this moment Colt was looking forward to putting his gorgeous cock in my mouth, something that I'd imagined many times but didn't think would ever happen.

    Colt shed his clothes and Joe got me into position, never once letting more than half his cock leave my ass. As Colt placed his cockhead at my lips, I was pleased to find that it was already sticky with his precum. He let me nurse on that for a moment before pushing firmly and sliding it into my mouth. He was going slow but I knew he'd be picking up the pace soon. It wasn't long before his whole cock was embedded in my throat.

    "Fuck, that's a beautiful sight," Joe moaned, and though it was getting tough to see him, I smiled when I noticed his extra-horny tone of voice. I realized he often had that tone when we were here fucking and Colt was home. Even if we didn't hear a peep from him, I understood that part of Joe loved us having sex in the apartment where Colt could stumble upon us at any moment. "Seeing both my boys getting it on like this," Joe continued. "That's hot as fuck."

    "Yeah, Daddy?" Colt replied, and I felt my cock throb.

    "That's right, son," Joe added. "Both of daddy's boys are getting a special treat tonight."

    "I hope mine is getting to blow my load all over Troy's handsome face," Colt stated as he started to pick up speed while fucking my throat.

    "If that's what you want, son," Joe said with an approving tone. "He does look hot as fuck with jizz dripping off him." The two of them really got going after that, with the verbal stuff scaled back to the occasional grunt of satisfaction and groan of encouragement. I was lost in my function at that moment, which was to be a receptacle for this incredible father-and-son duo to get off into.

    Colt seemed to know when he needed to let me breathe, and did his best to keep up with his father's near-relentless pounding of my ass. The best moments were when they were both balls-deep in my holes. I imagined them locked in eye contact right then, and I had to wonder how close their faces were to one another.

    "I'm gonna blow, Dad," Colt announced after some more time had passed. He must have really felt it coming fast because he pulled out rapidly. I'd barely felt his wet cockhead press against my face and had a chance to close my eyes before his warm load was spilling out onto me. I felt it on my forehead, eyelids, cheeks, and neck. The nectar that I didn't even know I needed until today.

    "Holy shit... That's so fucking hot, Colt," Joe moaned, and I felt his cock throb inside me. "That's... ughhh!" His words were cut off by the start of his own climax, and he began to empty his nuts deep within me. Joe was usually very in control of the timing of his nut, so it was surprising to hear him caught off-guard by this one. I loved the idea that seeing his son's load all over his boyfriend's face is what triggered Joe's cumshot.

    Colt was rubbing his load all around my face with the end of his cock like a paintbrush while watching his father load up my ass. When I was finally able to carefully open my eyes, I was treated to the sight of Joe's satisfied face looking down at me.

    Joe then leaned down to bring his lips to mine. Colt didn't expect the move and I felt like there was only a second between his cockhead rubbing on my cheek and his father's lips touching mine. Joe's mouth covered my own and his tongue made slow rounds to each part of my lips before it pushed deeper. He was absolutely getting a taste of Colt's load as he did that, even as his face pressed into mine and more of the sticky substance was spread around both our skin. When Joe briefly paused our kissing, I knew it was to swallow some of his son's cum.​