COLTON:

    My first summer in Seattle turned out to be a ton of fun! After a cold winter and a rainy spring, it felt amazing to see the whole city coming to life. Living downtown with my dad meant I could walk anywhere, and now that I was openly hooking up with both guys and girls, I was having twice the fun.

    One day at the office, my colleague Daly walked over to me and pulled me to the side.

    "Can I ask you something, mate?" he whispered discreetly. "Do you happen to be on Grindr?"

    "Uh, yeah," I admitted. "How do you know?"

    "I just saw you on there but I wasn't sure if it was really you or if somebody was catfishing using your photo," he explained. I guess the fact that Daly was married now didn't mean he was off the hookup apps.

    "No, definitely me," I confirmed with a smile. 

    "It said on there that you're versatile," he said in his Irish accent. "That's new, isn't it?" he smirked.

    "Haha yeah," I admitted. This was an unprofessional conversation, but Daly and I were way past that point. I mean, my own dad was the stripper at Daly's bachelor party! "Yeah, a few weeks ago I got fucked for the first time. It actually happened at The Falcon, that bar where you took us once."

    "Wow. Who was it?" Daly leaned in even closer, giggling like a schoolgirl enjoying some juicy gossip.

    "This older guy visiting from Boston with his husband. His name was David. And get this: David's husband was fucking my dad WHILE David was fucking me!"

    "Yup, that's the sort of thing to happen at The Falcon," Daly laughed. "I'm SO upset I wasn't there!"

    "Yeah, it was fun. Ever since, I've been hooking up with guys and a few of them have fucked me," I added proudly. 

    "I'm loving this for you. We should celebrate," Daly suggested.

    "Celebrate what, me becoming a bottom?" I chuckled.

    "Your sexual renaissance," he said dramatically. "Why don't you and your dad come over for dinner tonight?"

    "Uh, sure, I'll check with dad and let you know," I said. 

    It just so happened that my father was available, so that evening he and I drove over to Daly and A.J.'s house… only to be greeted by a naked stranger answering the door.

    "Welcome. Come in," the stunningly handsome young man said with a smile.

    Turns out, Daly had hired a naked waiter to serve us tonight. After talking to the server I got the impression he was straight, and he mentioned he mostly worked bachelorette parties. Still, he was incredibly sexy to look at, and he was friendly and flirty with all of us. Thanks to all the eye candy – and the fact that the guy's penis was right in my line of sight whenever he was topping up my drink – I was hard for most of the evening.

    About two hours and four bottles of wine later, we were bidding the waiter farewell. He accepted Daly's generous tip before leaving out of the front door. I knew we'd all miss checking out his body, but I also knew that everyone here was looking forward to what was likely coming next. A.J. had been low-key flirty with me all evening, and he gleefully slid onto the couch next to me as I sipped my wine.

    "So, Daly tells me you've started bottoming," A.J. said in a wry but deadpan tone. I avoided doing a spit take, though I couldn't help but laugh at his directness. I immediately found myself licking my lips and remembering how nice A.J.'s dick looked when I'd seen it in the past.

    "I have, yeah," I replied with a serious expression. "And he tells me you fuck him better than anyone else. Wanna show me how that feels?" 

    I'm not sure I've seen anyone get naked faster than he did right then. I'd barely removed my shirt and he'd already started in on my shorts, and before long A.J. was grabbing both my calves and pushing me down on my back on the couch.

    "Damn, that's a nice ass right there," he said, and I felt myself drunkenly blush as I giggled, sinking down into the sofa cushion. I looked over and was able to catch my father's eye right before Dad dove his face in between Daly's smooth ass cheeks. The two of them were fully naked as well, and I knew this was going to be another hot fuck for them.

    A.J. spit on my hole and started slapping his hard cock up against it, which sent shivers up my back. His dick was going to be the biggest one I'd taken, but I'd had enough experience by this point to feel confident I could handle it. The intensity of feeling him go deeper than anyone else was something I realized I was craving.

    When he pushed into me, he wasn't rough but didn't try to take it slow. He knew what he wanted and he could see I craved the same thing. He slid in quickly until he probably only had an inch left. When I looked up, our eyes locked and A.J. had me captivated as he worked the last part of his dick into me. My breathing was shallow and fast and my heart was racing.

    Suddenly, I felt a hand across my chest, caressing my pecs gently. I looked up to see it was my Dad's. His eyes met mine for a moment and he smiled before returning his attention to fucking Daly. They had moved closer to the couch so now all four of us were fucking side-by-side.

    A.J. was taking it slow with me, which I still needed, and he leaned in so we could make out. He was an excellent kisser, made even more thrilling by the fact he was my buddy's husband... the buddy who was currently having a similar spit-swapping session with my own father next to us.

    Soon, I heard some sounds from Dad that were very familiar, and I knew in a moment my father would be dumping his thick seed deep into Daly. "Fuck. Fuuuuck," my father grunted as he deposited his jizz inside Daly, who was rapidly stroking his own cock. A moment later, Daly blew a load as well, and a huge one at that – some of it even landed on my chest.

    "Mmmm," Dad and Daly both moaned while they pulled apart and began to make out. After they had recovered from their explosive orgasms, they turned their attention to us.

    "Yeah, your son's loving that. Look how fucking hard his cock is," Daly said to my dad, pointing between my legs. I glanced down and noticed that, indeed, my cock was hard as steel and throbbing sans break.

    My father and Daly scooted closer to us to watch, and I felt another rush when Dad and I made eye contact again just as a thick glob of precum oozed out from the tip of my dick. My father held our eye contact while slowly raising his arm and moving his hand toward my erection. 

    The first thing Dad did next was to wipe the precum off my cockhead. Then, he brought his fingers to my lips and let me suck it off. Next, he wiped Daly's jizz off my pecs and fed me that as well. I was already leaking a fresh wad of precum while suckling on my father's fingers. Finally, he brought his hand back between my legs… and wrapped it around my throbbing shaft. 

    "That's right. Stroke your son's cock," Daly said softly as Dad's fingers gripped my erection. With a few strokes, he slicked me up with my own juices and then got to stroking me at a steady pace. In fact, Dad matched the tempo of A.J.'s thrusts in my ass, and that just clicked something in my brain. I started moaning softly and almost continuously. When my head flopped to one side, I saw Daly was already hard again and stroking himself as he watched the three of us, the incestuous scene clearly right up his alley. 

    Dad adjusted his sitting position, leaning over me a little more, his face hovering about a foot above my chest. I could feel the heat of his breath on my sweaty pecs. Suddenly, he leaned in more, and for a moment I thought he was coming in to make out with me. But he stopped when our noses were almost touching, and his stroking of my cock changed to a teasingly slow pace.

    "Can I suck your cock?" he whispered, and I lost my breath for half a second.

    "Oh yes, Dad, please," I moaned softly, and my heart skipped a beat as his face disappeared from my field of vision. Then, I felt an amazing warmth surrounding the head and shaft of my dick.

    "Holy shit, that is so hot!" A.J. said with amazement. I couldn't disagree. My Dad was sucking my cock while I was getting fucked! Maybe nothing about this should have surprised me, not after everything I'd experienced since moving to Seattle. Less than a year ago, my dad was just a "regular dad." But ever since finding his Men4Rent profile and discovering his sex room, I got to know a whole different side of him. He was a huge part of my own sexual awakening – my sexual renaissance, as Daly put it. I never expected our relationship to develop in this way, but I was very glad it did!

    True to form, my father gave me an absolutely incredible blowjob, taking me right to the edge twice but not letting me cum just yet. When A.J. announced he was going to blow his load in a moment, Dad started again. As the huge dick inside me seemed to swell up even more, its owner pulled it about halfway out so that the knobby head was throbbing right onto my prostate as it blasted cum up into me. I didn't know anything could feel quite like that, and the jolt of pleasure triggered my own climax.

    Dad was determined to extract every drop of my seed, and I wanted to give him as much as I could. While A.J. emptied his nuts into my ass, I drained mine down my father's throat. I know I was shouting curses and nonsense as I writhed around, and both A.J. and Dad held me down, so that no dicks were dislodged any sooner than they needed to be. I felt Daly's fingers running through my hair and along my scalp, which sent more shivers down my spine. So many hands on me... so much pleasure washing over me.

    I might have passed out or just dozed off for a few moments. When I opened my eyes, I was looking up into my Dad's face and I realized my head was in his lap. He rubbed my chest with his hand and whispered how proud he was of me. I felt my chest flush and then he looked up and smiled as Daly and A.J. reentered the room with water for both of us. I sat up and drank the whole glass, and then everyone else piled onto the couch for a rambunctious cuddle.

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