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Subject: Full Service in the military part four Full Service in the Military By Danny Smith Part Four Unfortunately, the next night it didn’t happen. Steve was called out for the evening and Alan was at a party. I went to bed unsatisfied but more determined than ever to make something happen the next night — my last at Wright-Pat because the course was over. This time it started out much like that first night. A fun supper (barbecue), a few friendly beers — Coke for Alan, at least while Mom was around — and a night of TV downstairs in the rec room for the men in the family. Ann, bless her heart, loved going to bed early, and certainly never suspected a thing. We sat around for a few minutes watching the tube and finishing off our beers. Steve took command because that’s the kind of guy he is, and began unbuttoning his shirt. As he exposed more and more of his chest it had an amazing effect on both Alan and me. Alan seemed mesmerized by his Dad’s physique, and of course I was, too. When Steve was completely shirtless I leaned over and began sucking on one of his nipples, then the other. I think Alan’s jaw dropped open a bit; apparently he hadn’t thought of that being a thing guys could do to each other. Steve and I spent a minute or two making out, with me licking and caressing each nipple, Steve moaning softly and holding my head, while Alan watched speechless. Finally, Alan asked softly, “Can I do that?” Without a word I stopped and left my spot honoring Steve’s nipples, allowing Alan to take my place. Hesitant at first, but with increasing confidence, Alan quickly picked up the finer points of making a guy’s tits feel like a million bucks. Steve is always a top, at least as far as I know, but after a moment he stood up, got Alan on his feet, took off Alan’s shirt and said, “Let me show you how it feels.” With that he licked, sucked, and softly bit on his son’s nipples like a pro. Had he learned all that finesse from doing women like his wife, or from doing other guys? Who knows? Didn’t care. When Steve had finished prepping his son Alan, I gotd up, undressed, and stood at the door to the bedroom naked saying, “Well, are you two men going to join me or not?” A short chuckle from both of them, then both finished undressing. They walked, nude, into the bedroom. Steve’s arm was around Alan’s shoulder, Alan’s arm was around his Dad’s waist. Both had hard-ons aiming at the ceiling. There were two chairs in the bedroom, Alan and Steve sat down in them while I sat down on the bed. I wasn’t sure how to start the festivities, but Steve ever the leader, took things in hand. “Alan, I know what you two guys did the other night, and again I’m fine with it. I’m just curious though, do you think you’d rather be a top or a bottom?” “Sorry Dad, I’m just not sure what that means.” “Danny, you want to enlighten him?” “Sure thing, Steve. Alan, when guys are having sex with other guys, sometimes one of them is the one servicing the other one. If it’s a blowjob, for example, the one with a dick in his mouth is usually called the bottom. The one shooting his load down the bottom’s throat is called the top. Same thing with fucking.” “What!? Guys fuck guys?” I pressed tuzla escort ahead: “Alan, I’m pretty sure you know the answer to that, if you think about it a second. Guys don’t have pussies, obviously, but they have assholes and that can work just as well. The one who sticks it in the other guy’s ass is the top; the guy with a dick up his ass, well he’s the bottom.” “Which is better?” “They’re both great, just in a different way. And while some guys are always tops or bottoms, there are other guys who like both. We call them “versatile.” “I think I want to be versatile, but I don’t know.” “Maybe we can find out.” I knelt down in front of Steve. “Get down here and join me.” Alan did as I instructed. “Now watch me blow your Dad.” Young Alan was so hot at that point I thought he might just shoot then and there. Instead he watched, fascinated, as I licked and kissed his Dad’s penis, then opened up and swallowed that thick tool. As I continued to suck his Dad off, Alan seemed to lean in closer and closer. When I saw his lips part, ever so slightly, I stopped long enough to ask “Do you want to give it a try?” He nodded and, without speaking, opened his mouth wide. He took the head in his mouth long enough to get a real taste of it, then backed off. “That’s your first tasted of cock. How was it?” Again he said nothing, just opened up again and took the head into his mouth, along with a couple of inches of shaft. He held it that way for almost a minute this time, then backed off to catch his breath. He looked up at his Dad for approval with a kind of puppy dog look on his face. Steve spoke soothingly, “Son, you’re a natural. You’re doing great.” With that encouragement he was back down on his Dad in a flash, doing what so many fathers and sons have only dreamed about over the ages. Alan continued to suck in more and more of his Dad’s rod until, inevitably, he choked on it. He pulled off, coughing and gagging, clearly embarrassed. Both Steve and I immediately put him at ease by telling him that happens all the time, not to worry about it, no need to apologize, and so on. I think Alan understood. He no longer appeared embarrassed as he said, “Sorry, I’ll do better next time.” The way he said it kind of signaled “but not right now,” and both Steve and I picked up on it. I was hesitant to ask Alan if he wanted me to blow him because it might come across as `let me show you how it’s done.’ But instead of an awkward silence Alan made it clear he was just as much a leader as his Dad by announcing “I want to see how you guys fuck.” I looked at Steve and both of us broke into the biggest grins. This kid knew what he wanted. And, of course, it went without saying who would be top and who would be bottom. I stood up and hopped into bed. I waited for Steve on all fours with my ass turned toward him for easy access. Steve bent over and licked my asshole getting it wet and ready, then spit on his own cock and headed it my way. Alan was excited to say the least. He acted like he was watching the end of an exciting movie — fascinated by the action, hoping everything worked out for the hero, rooting for the good guy to win. He stared in awe as his Dad worked on his cock making tuzla escort bayan it both slick and hard. Steve probed for the opening and I reached around to help him. When Alan saw the head of his Dad’s cock disappear into my ass, he watched in wonder and admiration. And lust. “Don’t you use a condom?” Alan asked innocently. “No son, that’s for when you’re fucking a girl. You wouldn’t want her to get pregnant. But when you fuck a guy, it’s bareback all the way. Always.” Steve is an amazing top and began to move his cock in circles, literally “screwing” me, to relax my rectum and give him easier access to my insides. When he knew I was adjusted to his manhood, be slid it in…deeper…deeper… then all the way. I let out a moan of pleasure that I just couldn’t contain. “Ohhh, God, Steve, fuck meeee….” And fuck me, he did. Steve began thrusting the full length of his awesome tool into me, again and again, holding nothing back. At one point Alan leaned in close to my ear and asked “Doesn’t that hurt?” Trying to control my own moans of pleasure I answered as best I could: “No, ungh, ungh, no, ungh. It, unh…feels…unh…good…real, unh good.” Alan kept walking from one side to the other trying to get a better look at the action. “And you’re just going to let it shoot in there when you’re ready?” “Yeah,” Steve panted, “don’t pull out when you do it.” Steve pounded me as hard as I’d ever been pounded and as his climax approached he gasped out to his son, “Get down there close and watch it.” Alan dropped to his knees and leaned in close watch his Dad’s cock jam itself deep inside me. “Okay I’m going to cum…watch…” With one last mighty thrust he buried that bone, then pulled back so that most of his shaft was visible to Alan, but with the head still inside me. “God, Dad, look at it kicking!” His eyes grew large as he watched Steve’s huge member pulse and contract again and again. “You must be shooting in there!” His Dad didn’t answer, just began to sigh in relief. He had been holding onto my hips to keep from getting away, but now dropped his hands to his sides, letting his cock do all the work. He looked up at the ceiling in triumph like a conquering gladiator who had just defeated a worthy opponent. “Dad that was awesome,” Alan spoke admiringly. Steve continued to decompress, although it seemed for a moment like he was going to beat his chest in victory like Tarzan. Finally, Steve pulled all the way out and took a step back. I started to get up when Steve said sharply, “Don’t move.” Naturally I froze at the sound of Steve’s command. “Alan, get in here. It’s your turn.” “You mean I can do it like you just did? I can stick my bare cock up his ass?” “That’s exactly what I mean.” I loved how they were talking about me as if I wasn’t there. Or more like I just didn’t matter. And I didn’t. I had been a cum rag for Steve’s lust many times over the years, and now I was going to serve Steve’s son Alan the same way. I counted my blessings that Steve was my friend. Steve stepped aside and his son Alan took his place. “No need to grease up your dick, son, my cum will be your lube. I craned my head around as best I could to watch the teen stud’s first escort tuzla time experience. He was more than ready and with one hard thrust went into me, balls deep. Alan was a bit smaller than his Dad, of course, and because Steve had already stretched my asshole to its limits, Alan’s went in pretty easily. I enjoyed the fuck just as much as with his Dad’s bigger one, though. And to add to the excitement, whatever Alan might have lacked in size he more than made up for in energy and enthusiasm. I’ve had very few fucks that were that energetic before. Like a lot of boys his age, Alan was ready to shoot pretty soon. After no more than a minute or two of fucking he started making those wonderful little noises that guys do when they’re ready to get their rocks off. Then, exactly like his father had, Alan gave one last might heave, then dropped his arms to his sides, the way kids do when they ride their bikes hands free. And like his Dad he looked up at the ceiling as if in triumph over an enemy, but where Steve had been silent, Alan let out a loud and extremely satisfied “YESSS!” We let him relax a bit, with his dick still stuck inside me, although it was quickly softening. When it finally plopped out, it’s work done, his Dad put his arms around him and asked, “Well, how did that feel?” Alan smiled and answered, “Dad…I LOVE being a top!!” We both chuckled at that open and honest statement and knew he was well on his way to a long, satisfying sex life. We all began to clean ourselves up a bit; Alan and Steve began putting their clothes back on. Steve, always thoughtful, said “Hey, Dan, you didn’t get off did you?” “Actually, yes,” I answered, and moved back from where I’d been laying to show him the puddle of cum I’d shoot, handsfree, at the moment of Alan’s climax. “That’s going to leave a real mess in the morning.” “Nope, I can clean it up real easy. Watch….” And with that I began licking up my own wad, slurping down the jizz I’d just ejaculated on the sheet. When it was finished we said our good nights in a warm glow of sexual pleasure. The next morning I said my good byes to the family, thanked Annie for her putting up with us, wished Alan good luck in school, and got in the car with Steve for the short drive to the base. On the way we talked man-to-man the way we always had. “Danny, you’re an amazing stud. I can’t thank you enough for showing Alan the ropes like that.” “It was my pleasure — and I mean that literally!” We both laughed and after a moment’s hesitation I asked him, “Steve do you think you and Alan will ever…?” “I don’t know, Dan. It’ll be up to Alan of course, but something inside me says yes. We’ll see. I’ll let you know. But let me ask you. Did you and your Dad ever `get together’?” “In a funny kind of half-assed way, yes.” And I told him about the `secret’ blowjob at the pool restroom, and that cold December night when we slept together. [Details in “Full Service at Dad’s Motel”]. On the long flight back to San Antonio I replayed the events of the last few days in my mind, and daydreamed about the future. I was more determined than ever to deal with my “daddy” issues. I didn’t know if we could get together and openly have sex the way I wanted to so badly, but I did know that I wanted to sit down with him and talk honestly about our relationship, our past, and what happened that cold December night. Maybe soon… To be continued

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