STEPHEN:

    When I found out my buddy Neil's kids wouldn't be returning to Stag Meadow Lane for Thanksgiving, I immediately invited him to spend the holiday with my family. It was shaping up to be a large party, including my son Rory and his kids. This year, my elder son Taylor's birthday fell on Thanksgiving Day, so he'd decided to stay in New York and celebrate Friendsgiving with Owen and their buddies there.

    Neil was the last person to arrive at the party since he was working at the hospital that morning. He showed up looking a bit haggard and carrying a store-bought pumpkin pie, but I was happy to see that by the time we were halfway through the meal he seemed to be in much better spirits.

    After dinner, it was already pitch-dark outside, even though it was barely 5 o'clock. I turned on the outdoor lamps and heaters, and a few of the men gathered around to smoke cigars. The frosty weather discouraged people from staying out too long, so twenty minutes later I found myself alone in the backyard with Rory and Neil.

    "So how was your trip to New York?" Neil asked me. "Did Taylor show you a good time?"

    "That's right, I haven't seen you since then," I noted. "Wow, it's been a while, I was there for Halloween. Here, check out our costumes," I said, pulling out my phone and handing it to Neil, showing him a photo of my son, my son-in-law, and myself dressed up as slutty football players. Neil chuckled, and without asking for permission scrolled through the rest of my photos from New York, including ones of me at The Falcon, wearing my tight rubber shorts that said SUB on them.

    "Is that some sort of fetish bar?" Neil concluded.

    "Aha," I nodded in confirmation.

    "Wait, a fetish bar? Did you go to The Falcon? I didn't know that," my son chimed in, reaching for my phone and sharing it with Neil to look at the photos.

    "Yeah, I went there with Taylor and Owen and a buddy of theirs, Kurt," I replied. "It was… interesting," I added with a smirk. "It was a rubber party, so I got a new outfit."

    "Your buddy Kurt doesn't seem to be wearing rubber, though," Neil pointed out Kurt's cotton briefs in the photo.

    "Yeah, he joined us kinda spontaneously," I said.

    "I don't know if rubber would be able to contain that dick. Jesus, how big is that thing?" Neil said, impressed by the size of Kurt's boner, clearly distinguishable in the photo.

    "It was… big. My hole is still throbbing," I confessed.

    "You let Kurt fuck you?" my son asked me in amusement.

    "Yes," I answered. "We did it right there in the darkroom."

    Neil raised his eyebrows, evidently impressed by my growing sluttiness.

    "God, I miss New York sometimes!" Rory said nostalgically. "I mean, I love Stag Meadow Lane and how quiet and safe it is… but you definitely can't get dicked down in a darkroom anywhere near here."

    "Ahem. And did you get 'dicked down' a lot when you were in New York?" Neil inquired with interest.

    "Haha, no, not too often. But I have been known to enjoy it on occasion," Rory replied with a smirk on his face illuminated by the gas lamp.

    "Stephen, you never told me this about your son," my neighbor faced me. "I mean, I knew Taylor was a big ole whore just like his dad, but I didn't know your younger son also liked taking it up the ass."

    "Why, are you offering?" Rory asked, the smirk still visible on his face.

    "Are you asking for it?" Neil flirted.

    "Well, it HAS been a while since I've been fucked," Rory responded. "Wanna go up to my room?"

    Neil had no idea about the extent of Rory's kinkiness, though he'd seen me suck my son's cock once before. My neighbor looked almost giddy at the idea of fucking Rory as we entered the spare bedroom, which we still called "Taylor and Rory's room" even though they moved out years ago. Neil shut the door and locked it. Most of the holiday guests had returned home or were in a state of semi-consciousness in the living room downstairs, but it was best not to take any chances.

    It seemed like my old friend was extra horny this evening, since he'd whipped out his half-hard cock before anyone had a chance to speak another word. Neil just looked at both of us and shook his dick in our direction, as if he was asking which one of us wanted to take the first taste.

    Rory and I glanced at one another quickly and I immediately knew that we were of the same mind. We both stepped toward Neil and then got down on our knees. I grabbed my buddy's shaft and popped the head of his cock in my mouth, while my son slurped up one of Neil's hairy nuts. It all happened so fast, I almost had to laugh when I heard Neil gasp in surprise and then again in pleasure.

    We worked him over good, taking turns deep-throating his cock and worshipping his balls. It was a treat to watch my younger son suck a dick, and I admired the enthusiasm and playfulness that he had while doing it. Several times one of us would pull our mouth off of Neil and offer our neighbor's cock to the other with a wry grin. I also enjoyed the moments when we were both licking Neil's shaft and our tongues touched. Neil seemed to like that too, and at one point he pushed our faces onto his dick together so Rory and I were more or less kissing one another round Neil's dripping cockhead.

    Eventually, Rory stood up and climbed onto one of the beds, pointing his muscular ass toward us and glancing back over his shoulder with a faux innocent look on his face.

    "Ready to give me physical, Dr. O'Hara?" he asked playfully. Neil didn't need to be asked twice. He came up behind Rory and immediately slipped a finger inside my son's ass. When he saw how easily it slid in, he added another one, which triggered some moaning from Rory. Even though it had apparently been a while, Rory opened up pretty quickly, and after a few more minutes Neil's hands were both gripping my son's hips as Neil's spongy cockhead was pressing into Rory's hole.

    Still on my knees, I pulled off my clothes so I was naked like the two other men in the room, who gradually stripped down during their assplay. It was getting hot in the bedroom and it felt good to feel the air on my exposed skin. My cock wasn't hard but that was only due to the cock cage that I'd been wearing all day. Even though my son Taylor still had one key, I had the other and I was wearing the cage more often than not these days. Something just felt more "right" when I had it on, and snapping it in place had become almost a normal part of my dressing routine.

    Neil was deep-dicking Rory already, seeming both impressed by my son and pleased with himself that they'd gotten to such an intense rhythm so quickly. My friend smiled big as he glanced over at me with a look in his eyes that made my cock swell up against the metal of the cage again.

    "Watch me fuck your son, you pig," Neil said to me in a low, growling voice. "That's right, watch me fuck your boy's ass." 

    Rory moaned again, and I wondered if this was a thrill for him too: getting fucked in front of me, by a man who we'd known since he was a boy.

    "You like seeing me use him like this?" Neil taunted me. "You jealous, maybe?" He slapped Rory's ass hard enough to leave a red mark, and seemed to enjoy the reactions that got from both of us. "Stand up," he barked at me suddenly. I complied, and then he nodded toward the cage around my cock as he slammed himself into my son's ass once again.

    "I think you can take that thing off for a little while. Let that daddy cock out for some fun," he added. I was glad I'd pocketed the key earlier today rather than leaving it in my bedroom. I retrieved it from my pants and soon my dick was finally able to swell to its full hardness, which it did in a matter of two seconds upon release. The sense of relief and arousal was intense like it always was, and I felt a new surge of sexual energy building inside me.

    For the next few minutes, I stroked myself as Neil pounded Rory harder and harder. When he started to moan low and deep I could tell he was close, and as I'd hoped he would, my longtime buddy shoved his cock balls-deep into my son's stretched hole. I watched his nuts pulse as he bred Rory with me right there. When I looked up at Neil, he was staring right at me, his face a mix of "fuck you" and "fuck yeah." He loved that he was seeding my younger son's ass while I looked on.

    Neil was still pumping his load out as he started to pull back, and I knew Rory's entire chute was getting coated with my buddy's sperm. A long string of the ooze stayed connected to Neil's cockhead when it finally emerged, stretching several inches across the open air before it broke. Rory's hole was still partially open, looking pink and cummy. Neil saw my eyes locked on it and he stepped back from the foot of the bed. Rory stayed in position, still catching his breath, and I could see my son was just as hard as I was.

    "I want you to fuck your son, Stephen," Neil growled at me in a commanding tone. "Show him how it feels to get fucked by his own daddy." My friend was clearly getting off on this scene, and the notion that he was going to "make" me fuck Rory. He had no idea that it wasn't going to be the first time for us, but there was no reason to disabuse him of that notion. The naughty grin on his face as I stepped up behind Rory somehow made my dick even harder, and Rory was playing it up as well.

    "Oh fuck, Dad... are you really gonna fuck me right now?" my son said in a pleading, desperate voice.

    "Mr. O'Hara's opened you up real good for me, son..." I said as I slid three fingers into his sloppy hole. "Gotten you all nice and slicked up."

    "Ahhh," Rory whispered, pushing his face down into the bedding. "Fuck me!" 

    I did as my son asked and quickly replaced my fingers with my throbbing cock. I slid in easily, as I'd expected. My son's ass was warm, wet and still felt tight as fuck. I could feel him clenching down gently, not squeezing tight but making sure that I had a good amount of pressure around my cock as I started to piston in and out. I knew Rory had learned how to bottom from a true expert – his older brother. I loved that this was now something all three of us could share. I made a mental note to get Taylor and Neil together next time my older son was visiting. My buddy would get a kick out of having fucked all three of us in the family.

    In my worked-up state, I was getting close to cumming after only a few minutes of the amazing sensations Rory was giving me. Even though it wasn't the first time, it was still an intense thrill to know I was about to blow a load deep inside my son's ass, and I gave Neil a good show as I let loose. I felt Rory's ass twitch and tighten and I could tell he was nutting too. I reached around his hip and stroked his squirting cock a few times as I pressed mine as far into him as I could. We stayed like that until we both let out a long breath.

    "Fuck, that was hot," Neil muttered, and I could see his cock was half-hard again from what he'd just witnessed. "That's one sloppy hole," he added, referring to Rory's well-fucked ass, from which my dick had just finished emerging.

    I just smiled and slid down onto my knees so that my son's cummy hole was right in front of my face. I flashed Neil a smile and then dove in tongue-first, greedily lapping up my own load as well as my neighbor's. Rory moaned in response and I felt him pushing jizz out into my waiting mouth. It was the Thanksgiving feast I hadn't known I needed.​

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