**DISCLAIMER** This story contains scenes of sex between three men. If this offends you in any way or is illegal where you live, stop reading now and leave.
It was dark by the time I finally woke up. I reached over to my right, searching for Daniel's face or chest, but I found nothing but the woven threads of the hammock. I quickly turned to see that he was gone. A little surprised, I got up and looked all around, hoping to find him. There; I saw his kitchen light was on, the only room lit up in his entire house. I walked across the yard, and found my clothes. I slipped on my shorts, but I left my shoes by the pool. I slowly walked over to his porch, climbing the steps while keeping my eyes fixated on the kitchen. I moved my gaze to the door, found the handle and turned it open. I turned and looked into the kitchen, Daniel was sitting at the table with just his running shorts on, his sculpted chest exposed, rising and falling with each breath. He took his head from his hands and looked up at me. His face lit up and he smiled, which made me smile back.
"Hey Patrick. Sorry to leave you out there alone."
"Yeah, what's up with that? I thought you might have carried me in or something, not to sound like a princess."
"Yeah I would have, but..."
He paused for a few moments.
"I would have carried you in, but...my dad came home and found us lying together, naked in the hammock. We were still covered in each others' cum."
I froze; my face immoveable in total shock and fear. No one knew I was gay. Not my parents, not my friends, and definitely not Daniel's parents. If this got out, I could be socially isolated. Any homophobic friends I had could leave me and I could be mocked at school. I was paralyzed.
Daniel noticed my fear and quickly got up out of his chair. He walked over to me quickly and put his strong arms around my bare chest, holding me in a deep strong bear hug.
"Don't worry, Patrick. Everything will be fine. I talked with my dad and he knows everything. He's totally cool, but he's sleeping right now."
I felt better now. His soft lips whispered those words into my ears and made me feel peaceful.
"It's late, so we better get to bed. We can sleep in my room, but be quiet so we don't wake my dad, you know how he gets."
We walked slowly to Daniel's room and opened the door. Daniel walked silently across his floor and lifted the covers on his Queen-sized bed. He took off his shorts and underwear, exposing his massive, thick, flaccid dick. I was too tired for anything right now so I just stripped and climbed into bed with Daniel. I turned towards me under the covers and whispered,
"I love you, baby."
"I love you too, Daniel."
We kissed and then I turned around, my back towards him. He scooted closer to me, hugging my back, wrapping his legs over mine. His thick shaft rested just inches from my tender asshole, but I was too tired to fuck, so we both drifted off into a deep sleep.
I woke up some hours later, but this time Daniel was still here. The only difference was that last night his soft dick was near my asshole, now his dick was hard as rock and throbbing against my back. I giggled and turned around. He was still fast asleep, but was making gentle thrusting movements. I pulled the covers over both of our heads, blocking out the light. It was fairly dark, but I could still make out the shape of Daniel's body. His perfect pecs and abs, his strong arms, and his handsome stubbled face, and obviously his humongous cock. It stood erect, pointing at me as if it were calling me out.
I gently moved forward and put my mouth around his mammoth-sized dick head. He twitched a little, but stayed sound asleep. I slowly moved up and down around his dick head, going farther and farther down with each bob of my head. Soon I could feel his dick head pressing against the back of my throat. I stopped and pulled out his gigantic erection. I slapped myself in the face with it and giggled. I slapped again, as hard as I could, and this time it hurt a little. I got up out of the bed, my man was still sleeping. I went looking for a mirror to see if I left a mark on my face from Daniel's dick head. Daniel's house was huge and I had no idea where the nearest bathroom was, his house was almost close to a mansion in size, and he had so many rooms that navigating for guests was nearly impossible. I stumbled into guest bedroom after guest bedroom until I finally found the one at the end of the hall. It was his parents' room and I knew it had a bathroom as I had seen it before when I visited. I opened the door slowly trying not to wake Daniel's dad as he would be pissed and I was still naked.
I peeked through the cracked door and saw an empty bed, covers lying haphazardly. Daniel's Dad must have gotten up early. He was probably downstairs or outside somewhere, he loved to exercise outside. I opened the door and walked in and turned, about to enter the bathroom when I froze. I stood there astonished at what I saw. Daniel's dad was standing in front of the toilet, completely naked, and about to take his morning piss.
Let me describe for you the masterpiece known as Daniel's dad, or as he prefers to be called, "Mr. Raimundo". He was a tall man, dwarfing both me and Daniel in height at 6'3". He was also 100% Brazilian and carried a deep golden tan year-round. He had also wrestled from an early age, but soon after became addicted to exercise. He had an amazing build and the closest celebrity equivalent I can name is probably Ryan Reynolds. Mr. Raimundo had strong, broad pecs, far out-classing those of his still-developing son. His beautiful pecs were right above is amazing washboard stomach. His abs were hard as rocks and bulged out in an 8-pack. His arms were another favorite feature as they were huge and cut. His arms were at least 18 inches around compared to Daniel's probable 14 inch arms. The best part though, was that Mr. Raimundo had a nice covering of hair around his pecs, nipples, and some thinner hair around his abs. He was a total bear, this label only being further proven by the beard he sported on his already handsome face.
Mr. Raimundo was far more built than Daniel and his chest and arms showed it. The year before, I went with his Daniel and Mr. Raimundo on a beach trip and Mr. Raimundo, having been newly single due to his recent divorce from Daniel's mother, was trying to show off for beach goers. He had managed to pack himself into a speedo and paraded himself around the beach, showing off every muscle he had. He came over to me, asking for help picking up women. He called over some young ladies and said,
"Do you girls want to see what a real man looks like?"
The girls giggled and of course nodded. Mr. Raimundo suddenly flexed every muscle he had. His arms grew large and veins appeared everywhere. His pecs and 8 pack stood out impressively. I took my hand and knocked on his rock hard abs as if I were knocking on a door and told the girls, "They're hard as diamonds."
The girls became giddy and soon Daniel's dad left the beach with both girls in tow. Daniel and I swam for a little while before his Dad finally came back. He walked up proudly, no doubt because he fucked both of them, and took us back to their beach house. But anyway, back to the present.
I stood at the door awestruck at what I saw before me. Mr. Raimundo stood there, his tall muscular figure tempting me and bringing me to the edge, with his hairy chest exposed and his legs covered only by underwear the size of speedos. He had his hand in his underwear and his eyes closed, in one second he reached in and pulled out the biggest piece of man meat I had ever seen in my life, MUCH bigger than Daniel's. His flaccid dick was, at the very least, 10 inches long and even thicker than a soda can. His dick head was almost the size of a tennis ball. He just held his dick there in front of him, then dropped it, letting it fall and slap against his hairy, muscular legs. His cock swung freely for a few seconds as Mr. Raimundo let out a loud moan.
