I awoke the next morning and yawned as I came to. Daddy's cock was nestled against one of my ass cheeks and I wondered if I yet had the courage to try anal.
"Good morning son", my dad said then kissed my neck. That spot drove me crazy and I pushed my ass back at him, as I felt him grow.
"Oh dad, it's a very good morning." I whispered lustily.
His right hand found my cock and he stroked it in that gentle style he had. I was soon rock solid and moaning for release as he nibbled at my neck.
His cock was fully hard but he made no attempt to fuck me.
"Take me dad, I need to be fucked."
"Patience lad, I'll let Nick have the honours."
"Nick? Who the hell is Nick?" I queried, still moaning.
"He's the boy I was telling you about, from next door. You'll like him."
"You keep saying that. There must be something wrong with him the way you're praising him." My cock was beginning to soften.
You're right, there is something. His cock's smaller than mine." My dad started laughing.
My mind imagined his cock and I hardened again. Dad wanked me through to orgasm and he fed his cum covered fingers to me before we shared a kiss. I could feel him spray his load on my ass cheeks, then rub his cock over them.
I was now evaluating my own position and felt confident that I would fulfill my role as a 'bottom'. I was getting flutters thinking about it and hoped Nick and I would hit it off.
As we sat having breakfast, I pressed dad as to when I would see Nick. Dad was enjoying this element of control.
"He'll be round this afternoon, after he's been to the gym."
"Does he know I'm gay?"
"Oh yes son, he's well aware. The idea of having a father and son on the end of his cock has him drooling."
I just lolled around, wasting time until I knew he was on his way. It gave me time to think about what I'd done. I felt bad, morally, to an extent but my dad had planned it all. He wanted me to get the sexual experience I was lacking. Now he was setting me up with a young lad I'd never met but dad had sucked.
I had a shower before he arrived, more to occupy my time than any need to clean. Dad was more relaxed and he pottered about in his Bermuda shorts and white vest top. I put on a yellow polo shirt and wore sports shorts that were quite tight but I wanted to show off my ass to Nick.
"Scott, Scott, I see him along the road." Dad shouted in an excited manner, like a kid seeing Santa.
I looked out of my bedroom window and nearly fainted. Nick was truly gorgeous, I could feel my legs weakening already. Nick was just over 6' tall, like me but there the similarity ended. He had short black hair and was wearing sunglasses. His body was a sexy muscular, not the ugly variety. He wore a short-sleeved training top that displayed his hairy arms and I could see his powerful hairy thighs below his shorts. I wanted this man to dominate me.
