Indiscretion

by: Hankster

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Seventeen year old Jamie Foster waited for a Friday night, so that there would be no school or work the next day, and then he crept stealthily into his fathers’ bed.  His stepdad, Parker, was sound asleep.  His father, Franklin, was in Europe for two weeks on business.  The boy knew that his fathers slept nude.  He did also, so he was totally naked.  He climbed into Parker’s bed, and hunkered up to him.  His fully mature, cut cock, nested comfortably in his stepfather’s crack.  Even though Jamie was fully aroused, he made no move to go further, and he actually fell asleep that way. 

Parker was sleeping deeply, and was unaware of what his stepson had done until he woke up early the next morning.  He needed to pee and he had a whopper of an uncut woodie.  It took a few seconds for Parker to assess the situation.  He attempted to get out of bed without waking Jamie.  He was angry at him, but he was also fully aroused.

When he tried to get out of bed, he realized that the boy was holding him tightly around the waist.  He couldn’t move unless he pushed Jamie off of him, and woke him up.  While Parker was debating what to do, Jamie shocked him by whispering in his ear, “Let’s stop wasting time, Dad.  I know you want me, and I want you also.”

“Jamie, Son, this is all wrong.”

“Bullshit.  I know how much you love me, and I love you more.  I’ve wanted to make love with you for as long as I can remember.”

Parker began to cry.  “I know,” he said.  “I sensed it, and I wanted you just as much, but we have to be careful.  Where’s your brother?”

“He’s sleeping peacefully.  Anyway, you don’t have to worry.  He’s already seduced my father, and Brew and I sleep together every night now.”

Parker almost fainted dead away.

*****

There are no statistics available, but men like Parker Smith must number in the thousands, if not the millions.  He was so much like the others of his kind; gay men, unwilling to accept who they were, and who got married to avoid the ‘stigma.’  Generally, the marriages did not last long, and they were disastrous.  It was worse if children were in the picture.  The gay man would then hold on longer to a bad marriage.

In college, Parker spent more time in the gym than in the classroom.  By the time he graduated, he was a stunning hunk.  He had plenty of sex.  Although he longed for male sex, he could not admit to himself that he was gay.  He had no trouble getting laid with women as long as he pretended to be fucking some handsome stud.

He met Marci at his first job after graduation.  He landed a promising position in an ad agency.  Marci was the receptionist.  She set her sights on Parker the moment he walked into the office.  It was she who asked him out on their first date, and seduced him right into bed.  After that, they slept together so often, that he was able to stop pretending that she was a man, and recall all the pleasant times he had experienced fucking her.  He was able to get and retain an erection.  Parker allowed himself to believe that if he married Marci, his homoerotic cravings would be dispelled forever.  If he could have consulted with all those thousands of others just like him, he would have realized what a pipe dream that was.

After their son, Brewster, (Brewster was Marci’s maiden name) was born, Marci left the firm and became a stay at home mom.  When Brew started school full time, she went back into the work force, but not in Parker’s agency.  She worked for a high-end clothing manufacturer.

Of course she was unhappy with her sex life.  One day a representative from their London office took one look at Marci, and she at him, and it was love at first sight.  They began a very torrid love affair.  Finally she asked Parker for a divorce, and asked if he would take full custody of Brew because she was moving to England.  Nothing gave Parker more pleasure.  He told her that he didn’t even want child support.

Once he was single, Parker faced the fact that he was gay, and entered into a gay world.  As Brew grew up, Parker never hid who he was from his son.  In fact, he had no trouble bringing tricks home.  As he matured, Brew knew full well what was going on in his father’s bedroom and he was jealous.

One day, when Brew was about eleven years old, Parker read in the gay press that someone named Franklin Starr was starting a support group for single gay fathers.  He arranged for the group to meet at the Gay and Lesbian Community Center.  The idea of spending time with others of his kind appealed to Parker, and he went to the organizational meeting.  In all there were five fathers present.  Two of them were raising daughters, and the other three were raising sons.

After Frank made the introductions, their first order of business was to discuss if their children should attend the meetings.  It was voted down.  Frank and Parker were out to their sons and voted yes, but the other three were in the closet as far as their children were concerned.  There followed an animated conversation about what special problems being gay added to the difficult status of being a single father.

Frank and Parker had the same back story, and they dominated the conversation.  The only difference was that Frank’s wife died of cancer when his son was only two years old.  The two men were very attracted to each other.  After the meeting, they agreed to have a couple of drinks together at their favorite gay bar.  After the third meeting they went out on a date.  After the fourth meeting Frank went home with Parker.  Parker had no problem introducing him to Brew.  A few days later they went to Frank’s house, and he had no trouble introducing Parker to his son, Jamie.

Six months after they met, Frank and Jamie moved into Parker’s apartment.  It was larger than Frank’s.  It was a two-bedroom town house and the sons shared a room.  They slept in twin beds.  A year after they met, Frank and Parker were married in a civil ceremony at the courthouse.  Their sons acted as their best men.

Coincidentally, Brew and Jamie shared the same birthday.  Both boys were thrilled to have a brother.  More than that, they were thrilled to have a buddy.  They bonded quickly, and began to do everything together.  In no time at all they were inseparable.

*****

It didn’t take long for the household to settle into a very domestic routine.  The youngsters were like real brothers.  They stayed up half the night gabbing away.  Their fathers were very noisy lovers, and the boys heard them making love, loud and clear.  They would giggle and wonder exactly what was going on based on the sounds they heard.

One day Brew asked, “Do you think they would kill us if we jumped into their bed and interrupted them?”

“Oh yeah.  They’d probably ground us for life,” Jamie answered.

They joked often about barging in on their fathers, but they never did.  Neither of them identified themselves as gay, but they knew full well what their dads were doing.  They had uncensored access to the internet, gay stories, and gay porn.  On the night of their sixteenth birthdays, their fathers were particularly noisy.  After a brief discussion, the boys concluded that based on the noises they heard their fathers were fucking each other.  They had reached a point where they could distinguish the sounds of anal from oral sex.

They both slept nude, and when they saw that each of them had sprung a boner, they laughed.

“Those guys have gotten me so hot, I gotta jerk off,” Brew announced.

Jamie jumped into Brew’s bed.  “Let’s do each other,” he said, “like our fathers do.”

They couldn’t believe how much better it felt doing each other instead of doing it themselves.  It no longer mattered what sexual orientation they had.  They didn’t give it a thought.  They began to experiment with the full range of male sexual pleasure.  It didn’t take long for them to realize without a shadow of a doubt, that they would make life’s journey together.

They continued to joke about seducing their fathers.  At some point, it was no longer a joke and they swore to go through with it.  Brew scored with Frank first.

One evening Parker called to say that he had to work late, and probably would not be home before midnight.

“This is your opportunity,” Jamie said to Brew.  “I’ll go to the movies and leave you alone in the house with my father.  Go for it, lover boy.”

Brew stripped to his jockey shorts and went into the living room where Frank was reading the newspaper. He sat down on the sofa and hunkered up to Frank.  He took his stepdad’s arm and draped it around his shoulder.  Then he laid his head on Frank’s chest, and hunkered closer.

“What’s up, kiddo?” Frank asked.

“Nothing, Dad, I just feel like I need some love tonight.”

“Did you and Jamie have a fight?”

“Hell no, we love each other, but he went to see a movie I didn’t care to see.”

Instinctively, Frank hugged Brew tighter, and Brew laid his hand on Frank’s thigh.  He acted very innocent as he did so.  At the same time, he reached for Frank’s lips with his, and gave his stepfather a very chaste kiss.  The two men smiled at each other.  Frank had no idea what was going on, so he was very surprised when Brew gave him a second kiss.  This one was different.  Brew’s mouth was open and Frank felt tongue.  At last, Frank became extremely uneasy, but he had no idea how to handle the situation.

“I think you’d better go to your room,” Frank said.  “This is getting uncomfortable.”

“I’ll go to my room after we’ve made love, and not a minute sooner.”  As Brew said that, he moved his hand from Frank’s thigh to his cock and started massaging gently.

Frank was only human, gay human that is, and he was a goner.  He took Brew to his room.  The two men stripped rapidly and hopped into the bed shared by Brew’s fathers.  Frank was still feeling guilty, and he suddenly seemed reticent to continue, so Brew took the reins.  He threw himself on Frank’s cock and sucked him so tenderly, and with so much love, that Frank was beyond conscious thought.  Brew stopped sucking, and spread KY jelly all over Frank’s rod.  The jelly was on the nightstand.  It was always there, and Brew knew it.  He straddled Frank, and began to sit on him, all the while guiding Frank’s cock into his asshole. 

Frank was so worked up that he came faster than he ever had before.  Brew rolled off him, and found Frank sobbing uncontrollably. 

“I love you, Dad,” Brew said.  I won’t let you feel guilty.  I’m not even going to ask you to reciprocate.  We’ll do that next time.”

“Please don’t tell your father or Jamie,” Frank begged.

Brew didn’t answer him.  He grabbed his jockey shorts, and ran to his bathroom to shower.  After his shower, he plopped down on Jamie’s bed, naked as a newborn babe.  He couldn’t wait to tell his brother all about his success, and to remind him that it was his turn to play with Jamie’s other dad, Parker.

The opportunity presented itself the very next week, when Frank announced that he was going to Rome on business, and he would be away for a whole week.  Jamie had less trouble seducing Parker than Brew had seducing Frank.

Parker was much less inhibited at his seduction than Frank was.  He not only participated fully, he led the way.  He came an unprecedented three times in Jamie’s ass and mouth.  The only shock he had was at how experienced Jamie was.  He stopped wondering when Jamie told him that he and Brew had been going at it for some time now.  The other shock Jamie gave him was to inform him that Brew had already seduced his husband, Parker.  It took a few days for him to rationalize that it was all in the family.

Both brothers had achieved their goal and were crowing.  But they both wanted more.

The morning after Jamie seduced Parker was a Saturday.  They were all home as the boys had planned it, hoping for more.  At breakfast Parker told his sons that as soon as Frank returned, he was calling a family conference.  He said he couldn’t live with himself if he didn’t confess their indiscretions.

The boys didn’t seem to mind.  They preferred to get it out in the open, hoping for a loving family foursome for the rest of their lives.

After breakfast, when the two boys were alone, Jamie said, “You know what would be fun to do next?”

“What?”

“It would be a hoot for you to seduce your dad, and for me to seduce my dad,” Jamie said seriously.  He was the one who had a little devil in his soul.

“Would you really want to do that?” Brew asked.

“Sure, wouldn’t you?  They’re both so fucking hot.  I wish I had their bodies.”

“I don’t know.  It’s a little far out and very icky.”

Jamie smiled.  “Maybe it’s icky,” he said, “but I sure want to try.”

“If I’m going to be honest with myself,” Brew mused, “so do I.”

*****

Frank came home late the following Friday night.  Both boys were in bed, and Parker was waiting for him.  He was fresh showered and smelling sweet.  He was lying above the covers totally naked.  He wanted Frank to get a real sense of how much he loved him and how much he had missed him.  He also wanted him to find it in his heart to forgive his indiscretion, when he told him about it the next day.

The fathers were especially noisy that night.  Their sons could hear every sound, and they could not stop giggling.

“Do you think that this is the night we should barge in on them?” Brew asked.

“No.  They’ve been separated for two weeks.  Let’s give them the gift of privacy.  We’ll do it another time.”

They continued to giggle until they got so turned on they began a game of sixty-nine to ease their libidos. 

The next morning Parker was dreading the conversation he vowed to bring up at breakfast.  The boys, on the other hand, anticipated it.  Parker waited until they were all just about finished eating.  He called for attention.

“I’ve got something to say, and I don’t want to be interrupted,” Parker said.  Three sets of eyes looked at him expectantly. He cleared his throat and began, but some sort of strange gurgle came out of him.  He cleared his throat again and finally started his narrative.

“Frank, you know how much I love you.  If I haven’t told you enough times, I’m telling you now.”

“I know, Sweetie, I feel the same way,” Frank said with a little sob in his voice.

“I told you not to interrupt me,” Parker reminded everybody.  He tried to sound stern.

“Sorry,” Frank said.  “Go on.”

“Frank, Honey, while you were away, I gave into lust and I had sex with Jamie.  He told me that you and Brew had done it also, and then the final nail in the cross was when he told me that he and Brew were having sex together also.”

“That’s not true,” Brew blurted out.  Compared to Jamie, Brew was always very reserved, so his outburst startled everyone.

“Do you want to lie to your father?” Parker accused Brew.

“No, you’re the one lying.  You know damn well that none of us had sex.  We made love to each other, pure, honest love.  Don’t even try to deny it.  The four of us are soulmates.  We love each other to the exclusion of all others.  Jamie and I want to live with you guys all our lives and we want to make love to each other forever.  I even want to make love to you, Dad,” he said to Parker.

That startling remark, caused everyone to look at Jamie.  “I don’t want to make love to you, Dad,” he said to Frank.  “I need to make love to you.  My soul won’t rest until that happens.”

He turned his attention to Brew.  “And that goes for you also, Brew.  Have you any idea how much I love you?  If you won’t go to the altar with me, I’ll drag you there.”

Both fathers began to sob, so the boys jumped up, stood their dads up, and went into a warm and wonderful group hug.

That night the boys made good on all their promises.  They invaded their fathers’ bed.  The four men were naked and since they had previously made love to each other they had no trouble falling into a four man orgy.  Fathers and sons made love indiscriminately.

The boys did leave the nest to go to college, but when they returned home the four men did live together, and they made love to each other in every conceivable combination they could think of, until death parted them many years later.