It was strange waking up with a third person in the bed. Miguel was lying face down between us, with his arm flung over my chest and one leg over my Dad's leg at the other side.
He was still sound asleep, probably used to sleeping late after a shift in the bar.
Dad was definitely awake though, his morning wood throbbing against his stomach. He put his finger to his lips to be quiet, then crawled down, parted Miguel's bum cheeks and teased his hole with the tip of his tongue.
After a minute or so, Miguel stirred, opened his eyes and smiled at me, then had a look over his shoulder at my Dad, who grinned at him before licking and sucking on his twitching brown pucker, getting him lovely and wet.
I turned onto my front and put my arm round Miguel's shoulders and we kissed, exploring each other's mouth with our tongues.
His eyes lit up as Dad entered him, filling him with his thick 8inch shaft and gently thrusting against his round little bum.
I watched Dad's face as he fucked and he gave me a wink, holding up two fingers, then putting them in his mouth and wetting them, before using them to probe my hole.
As he fucked me with his fingers, he slowly pumped his hips, banging into Miguel's hole, supporting himself on one muscled arm, making all the veins stand out from the effort.
Then he switched, pulling out of Miguel and slamming into me, his hard cock penetrating my fuck tunnel.
Miguel's arse now got the finger treatment, while we continued kissing, having a look behind us now and again to watch Dad fuck.
He moved between us a few times more, so we both had an equal share of his cock, then he sat back and knelt with his legs apart to balance himself and began wanking.
I nodded to Miguel to go for the cock, then slid down between Dad's legs to lick and suck on his balls, while Miguel sat in front with his tongue out, ready to receive the load that would happen any time now.
Dad yelled as he released his seed, most of which Miguel caught in his mouth, the rest of it running down his chin and chest.
I turned and licked my way over Miguel's chest getting every drop of cum, before licking the last bit on his chin and going in for a sticky kiss.
Dad clasped both of us to his chest.
"Oh my sexy boys. I just couldn't decide which one of you to have this morning."
Well that was a great way to start the morning and after we'd showered together, we took breakfast out to the balcony.
Dad asked Miguel if he'd like to come to the beach with us, but Miguel had a better plan.
"I can drive us to another beach along the coast. It is nudist and only local men go there. I think you will like it."
Well there was no question about agreeing to that, so we packed food and water, along with towels etc. and set off.
About half an hour later, Miguel pulled off the road down a track between the trees and parked the car in the shade of a large one, to keep the sun off.
As we walked, I noticed a few cars and trucks scattered here and there.
Miguel followed my gaze.
"At the weekend it is very busy, but today there will be plenty of space."
We followed a rocky path down to a small bay, a mixture of sand and shingle with some large rocks scattered about. There were about a dozen men, mostly on their own, lying down, or in the water.
Miguel chose a good spot away from everyone, beside a large rock to get shade for our food and spread out a large groundsheet he'd taken from his car, which kept the sand off our towels.
We undressed and lay down with Miguel between us and I looked around. This beach was complete freedom, where we could relax and do whatever we wanted. In fact at the far end of the bay, I could see a guy getting a blow job among the rocks.
The sun was already hot today, so it wasn't long before we needed to get into the water to cool down.
As we lazed around in the sea, Miguel and I ganging up on Dad to splash him with water, I spotted an attractive man jogging on the firm sand at the water's edge.
He was naked, with silver hair tied back in a ponytail, trimmed silver beard, hairy chest, with a runner's build and a nice long cock, bouncing as he ran. After he had passed, I had a good view of lean, muscled glutes, working to power his legs along the sand.
As we came out of the water, he was on his way back, but stopped when he spotted Miguel, coming up and giving him a kiss. Miguel introduced him as Felipe.
"Gary, Ben, I am delighted to meet you."
We were both kissed on the cheek and given a hug.
Up close, he was older than I first thought, at least 50, but extremely fit and good looking, with dark eyes that sparkled with good humour and a ready smile, showing beautiful white teeth.
As we stood chatting at the water's edge, I was aware of his eyes constantly flicking between Dad and I, maybe trying to work out the relationship, or just checking us out. He certainly gave Dad's cock a second look.
When he asked if he could join us and we said yes, he walked back to collect his stuff from the far end of the beach.
We returned to our towels and asked Miguel about him.
"Felipe is a very nice man. He is a presenter at the local TV station and comes here most days. He is my friend."
With looks like his, I could see him on TV and I studied him as he walked back towards us, carrying his stuff, with his towel over his shoulder
