My house (02)

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Current revision as of 16:10, 24 November 2019

"Your mom still does that bible study group every Wednesday, right?" Coach Marshall said as we pulled into my driveway.

"Yeah." I answered

"Good." He looked at me from back seat and then at Shaun next to him and said "I need you both to do one thing for me and then we will be together forever, no roadblocks for us." My heart was racing, I was privately hoping that coach. Shaun, and I could be an item but hadn't figured out how. I just nodded and said "I'd do anything for that." Shaun smiled and eagerly agreed too.

Coach beamed at us and said, "I hope you mean that."

Coach got out of the car and motioned for me to follow him. He then whispered his plan to Shaun and me. Shaun seemed shocked and a bit excited at the prospect of pulling this off while I was giddy at the idea of my role and what it would mean for my future. Coach Marshall opened my front door which was unlocked and quietly came into my house. My dad called out to me and coach nodded at me to respond so I did as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

Coach then said "and he brought a surprise!" he said as he entered my dad's den where he was watching football.Shaun and I were hiding just out of site in the other room but could still see everything.

"David!" my dad said in surprise. He stood to give coach a strong handshake. Coach returned it and said "I've got a treat for you and it barley costs you anything." My dad cocked an eyebrow "Oh, what kind of treat?"

Coach moved to be around my dad, put his hands on his shoulders and gave them a little rub and said "You'll see."

Noting my cue I came out, naked as the say I was born. I looked at my dad and said "Hi daddy." I said. He looked up at me and his eyes went wide. He saw his only son, a bit of Janitor Bob's cum dribbling on my chin still but otherwise naked in his house.

"What the fuck? What happened to yo-" My dad started but Coach Marshall then wrapped his arm around my dads stomach while I strode up to them and put a finger to my dad's lips and shushed him. Standing there I could appreciate that my dad was a handsome man. He had dirty blonde hair like me, though he was going a touch gray. He was about my height, maybe a touch taller. And he was a bit bigger than me. He had muscle on him like me but he also had put on a few pounds in his later years, but still he looked like a blonde Jon Hamm.

I smiled at my dad, knowing that not only was this the way I would get to be with coach and Shaun, but I actually wanted to do this.

I dropped to my knees and pulled my dad's pants down to his ankles. He started at me in shock as I took his sizable cock in my mouth and began sucking on him like no one's business. My dad struggled a bit but I had my hand firmly on his hips and Coach had my dad in a tight bear hug from the back, keeping him in place while his only son sucked on his hardening cock.

Coach Marshall began whispering things into my dad's ear. At first I was too focused on sucking dad off but I began to pay attention after a bit I could hear what my new lover was saying to my father.

"Your son's a natural Sammy, you should be proud. Never quite had one like him before, dad's cock was now pulsing in my mouth, he was clearly aroused at the news coach and had me. Then coach, turned my dad's head back to face him and began kissing him, slowly. After that my dad's muttering of 'no', 'stop', 'don't' turned into 'don't stop' and 'yes,baby'. His hands, which had previously had been trying to get coach to slacken his grip, were now running through my hair.

"I can't tell you how many times I walked in on you, touching yourself, fucking yourself with anything you could find and just wanting to rip off my clothes and feed my cock to your ass." My dad said.

I was a bit shocked by his words. I never thought that my dad had caught me but the idea of him seeing him pleasuring my ass around the house, and now knowing he had wanted to fuck me, made me see my dad in a brand new light. Coach had mentioned that we could deal with my dad one of two ways. We could either blackmail him into letting me be with coach or we could convince my dad to let us be, maybe even join our circle. I had been so sure that we would need to resort to blackmail but now, hearing my dad talk, I was not so sure what I thought. I knew that the decision was mine to make and the time was fast approaching.

Stick with the original plan and blackmail dad

Change course and convince dad to join in