In Part 2, Jake's father John comes home from work early to find his son and best friend Marty having a good time--and John happily joins in.
Part 3 - Dare to Dare
Jake, his best friend Marty, and Jake's father, John, ate pizza and watched a movie. Nude. Marty was welcome to stay the night, and after the evening they'd had, he was happy not to go home. He probably reeked of jizz.
Jake thought of his dad joining in on his and Marty's sacred time. Jake and Marty had an arrangement: if a girl wasn't around and they were horny, they would exchange blow jobs to relieve the stress. Neither particularly enjoyed sucking cock, but neither particularly hated it. It was a means to an end: suck a cock, get your cock sucked.
The ritual, followed by hours nude playing video games before dad got home, worked for them on the nights their girlfriends were unavailable.
But John had walked in on the two young men, now 18-year-old seniors in high school. Marty had been the catalyst. Infrequently embarrassed and often the source of fun at any gathering, Marty encouraged John to join them in watching lesbian porn. It quickly devolved into a shared jerk-off session that ended in Marty swallowing his best friend's dad's cum.
Marty was unsure of why he did it. Again, sucking cock wasn't arousing to him. He was, in fact, straight. But there's something to be said for making people feel good, even if that person was a man, even if that man was like a father figure to him.
Jake, however, was conflicted. He'd gotten his cock out and came with his father and friend. It embarrassed him, made him feel guilty, and turned him on--utterly confusing.
He'd, of course, seen his father nude at, say, a public swimming pool locker room. He knew his 46-year-old father had a hairy chest and butt and plenty of pubic hair. His balls hung lower than his cock, and, although skinny, his equestrian body was muscular. But being able to compare his cock to his father's boosted his confidence. He felt grateful and proud knowing his was longer than his dad's.
Then Jake wondered if his father doubted his sexuality. Sure, he'd gotten reassurance that his father thought everything was perfectly normal. But Jake wasn't gay. He just enjoyed getting off in the company of others.
Perhaps Jake gave in to his curiosity after John admitted to masturbating with his father, Jake's long-since-passed grandfather, and his Uncle Rob back in the day. The bold admission made Jake feel paradoxically more comfortable and--was it worried?
John, to his credit, let it all happen. A spectator to how it would play out, he straddled feelings of guilt and joy--maybe pride. He hadn't had sexual contact with a human in years, and the thought of having people close to him appreciate his presence as a sexual human being was impossibly inviting.
John felt distant from his teenage son, though. In recent years Jake had become more distant, less communicative. They enjoyed good rapport and rarely fought. Jake was a good kid and student who never needed reprimanding. John might have stuck around, taken off his clothes, watched porn, and cum down Marty's throat just a few feet from Jake to feel closer to his son. His family was tighter than ever after a similar time with his father and brother (and many omitted details when recalling their circle jerks).
Marty, Jake, and John Vilsack sat nude in the living room.
Full of pizza and exhausted from the events and emotions of the day, John excused himself.
"I'm off to bed, boys," he said. "Don't get too crazy."
"Hookers and blow," Marty joked, giving Mr. Vilsack two thumbs up.
"Good night, boys," John chuckled on his way out. His cock and balls swung with his walk. Jake and Marty watched, expressionless.
"Rum and coke?" Marty asked his friend.
"Fine," Jake said, expecting his buddy's request as routine during sleepovers. He fixed some drinks, his impressive flaccid cock flopping around as he moved.
"Truth or dare?" Marty asked, feeling playful. This evening had been fun (and weird), and he didn't want it to end. "Take a drink after each dare?"
Jake rolled his eyes. "My god, dude. Don't you ever calm the fuck down?"
Marty ignored him. "Truth or dare, Jake."
"Truth."
"Do you get riled up thinking of me fucking Lucy behind your back?"
Jake's cock began to grow as the image of his best friend fucking his girlfriend unfurled in his mind.
"That's a yes," Marty said, laughing and pointing.
"Fuck off," Jake said. He suddenly felt introverted. Slightly embarrassed and still in shock from what happened earlier.
They both took a drink, even though it wasn't the rule.
"Alright," said Jake. "Truth or dare."
"Truth."
"Do you feel guilt for cheating on Katie?" Jake asked. "You know, when you, me, and Lucy...." Jake trailed off.
"No," Marty said confidently. He took a sip of his drink. "It's hot. Taboo. Kind of empowering."
Jake sipped his rum and Coke and wondered if it excited Marty to fuck Lucy and not tell her that her boyfriend had permitted him to do it. Moreover, would Lucy enjoy cheating on Jake?
"Full mast, bro." Marty tapped his friend's cock playfully.
"Look who's talking," Jake said, finally breaking into a smile, gesturing towards Marty's upwardly curved hard-on.
The two, hard for the third time in one day, volleyed truths back and forth. Jake liked eating his girlfriend's ass. Marty enjoyed getting rimmed, which Jake knew, having witnessed Lucy tonguing Marty, both of them on all fours, while Jake fucked her doggy style.
Other truths were revealed--like how they loved their girlfriends, missed their absent parents and felt comfortable giving each other blowjobs when needed.
With the third rum and coke, the dares rolled in and intensified.
Streaking in the front yard, naked booty dancing, a silly catwalk, teabagging, and so on as the boys flaunted their goods, oscillating between hard and soft cocks. Neither were embarrassed, and both were having some tipsy fun.
"Dare," said Jake.
"I dare you to eat my ass," Marty said. He looked like the devil.
"Awe, man, come one," Jake hated eating his ass. Marty was a hairy guy from the waist below. He'd rimmed Marty once before, each satisfying a curiosity, which they had since not reenacted. However, the experience had brought Jake to do the same for his girlfriend.
