The last few months worked out perfectly with me, Shawn and his Dad. I continued on with my classes and work but every now and then, Shawn's girlfriend would be too drunk or on her period to give him sex so he'd end up drunk in my bed, fucking me until he was satisfied. Bob would stop in at least once a month for a wild weekend of sex. Sometimes at the apartment, sometimes in his hotel room, or sometimes in the car because he couldn't wait to unload his cum in my mouth or ass. Summer break was here and they both invited me back to their house. The women of their family were going on a girl's trip to Disney so me, Bob, and Shawn had the whole house to ourselves for a couple days, at least until Shawn's girlfriend comes to join him later.
Shawn's phone rang and he picked it up, "Hi mom. Yeah, Dad's right here next to me. We're doing okay. Just sitting here watching the game and enjoying ourselves. Okay, I'll hand you over to Dad." Shawn passed his father the phone so I switched from sucking on Bob's cock back to Shawn's. My lips wrapped around his cock and bobbed my head up and down on it while I stroked Bob's cock with my hand.
Bob answered, "Hey Dear. Yeah, just hanging out with the boys. Yes. I miss you too. Ok now. Love you too. Bye." He hung up the phone and tossed it to the side. I switched back to the older man's cock as he asked Shawn, "So what should we do for lunch?" Shawn thought for a second and shrugged. He waved his cock at me so I'd give him attention, which I did. Bob then suggested, "How about we get some burgers after I plow this ass?" Shawn moaned in agreement while Bob positioned himself behind me. His Dad spanked my ass a couple times and then rubbed his cock against my awaiting anus. No matter how many times these two fucked me, I always wanted more.
Bob squirted a little lube between my ass and then plunged his cock balls deep inside me. I groaned with a mouth full of Shawn's manhood. The older man began to thrust aggressively into me. His cock burying itself again and again, nearly knocked the wind out of me. Lately Bob's been a little more rough. He gripped my hips tight and began relentlessly pounding me. I whimpered and moaned as Shawn began to buck his hips, fucking my mouth. There was such a freeing nature about behind spit roasted like this. I didn't have to do much but release control of myself and let them use me like their personal fuck toy. I took satisfaction in knowing I was giving pleasure and receiving my own pleasure at the same time. I simply held onto the couch while father and son fucked me.
"Fuck yeah! Fuck that face boy! While I fuck his sweet little ass! You love getting fucked like a little whore don't you? You love being our little slut. You want Daddy's cum? You want Daddy's cum in this ass?" Bob growled as he continuously drove his fat cock in me.
"Mmmm...Suck it bitch. Suck my cock. Suck my cock you little slut. Fucking dirty little slut," groaned Shawn as he held onto my hair while thrusting his cock between my lips. Shawn pulled my head towards his crotch and shots of cum shot straight into my throat. I nearly choked on it as I felt Bob feverishly fuck me from behind like a jackrabbit until he to pulled my ass towards him and I felt my innards get filled with his semen. I heard both of them exhale in exhaustion and climaxed pleasure. Bob got up to get a towel. Shawn relaxed on the couch as I cleaned up every bit of his cum off of his cock as I could. He took hold of my face and looked deeply into my eyes and said, "I want you to stop letting my Dad fuck you. No more fucking my Dad okay?"
I was shocked at what he'd said. Why did he want me to stop? I thought we were all enjoying ourselves? Why else was I invited to be here? I thought it was going to be a few days of relaxation and fulfilling our sexual desires. Shawn continued, "After Sadie gets here, I'm not fucking you anymore either. This all needs to stop. You're going to ruin everything we have." He looked away and my eyes were starting to water. Bob came back and handed me a towel. I tried to hide my emotions so I got up and went upstairs to clean myself up. My head swam with confusion as the hot water from the shower pelted against me. I watched as the mixture of water, soap, and semen swirled down the drain. Should I leave? I could uber to the airport and try to get a plane ticket home.