Matt Carson felt his big dick flop as he slid on a tight jockstrap up his meaty thighs. Man was he horny - the eighteen-year-old jock always felt horny - but since he'd just jacked a good load, his dick wasn't hard. Still, the flaccid prick was still quite a challenge to stuff into the pouch of the jockstrap.
He grabbed a pair of soccer shorts and slid them on. Man, the thin material felt great against his smooth bubble butt. He was half tempted to rip off his shorts and jerk off again, but he didn't have time. He had to meet his best friend Brad White for a doubles game of tennis.
Brad was another player on the football team. As a center he was a little bigger and beefier than Matt's trim and muscular quarterback body, and Matt could scarcely look at the brown-haired blue eyed stud without throwing a massive hardon. Fortunately the boys had discovered the joys of good, hard mandick and of a nice, rough fuck that only another man can provide. The two jocks were dicking each other all the time, and had their whole senior year to look forward to.
It seemed they had everything. They were popular and could get dates anytime they felt the need to "cover." Both were doing OK in school and it looked like Brad might even get a pretty decent scholarship for college. The two jocks were best of friends and between them, shared everything.
Except for one thing. Matt's father. It had all happened accidentally. Matt had just gotten out of the shower one day and had only a towel wrapped around his waist. He was bending down getting a soda out of the fridge while his father, Jim, reached above him to grab something out of the freezer. Matt moved back and accidentally bumped into his father. Then he felt it. It was big and long and hard. Even through the towel and his dad's suit, he could feel the hardon poking his asscheeks. Neither man could move or speak. Finally, Matt could contain himself no more and began to grind his butt gently against his dad's crotch. Jim put his hand on Matt's sinewy back and began caressing the naked, muscular flesh. With his other hand, he unzipped his fly and pulled out a monster cock that flared like a cobra ready to attack. He lifted his son's towel and rubbed his dickhead up and down the crack between the perfect melon buns. The teenage hairs in Matt's crack tickled his father's cock and made pearly drops of precum ooze out the end.
Jim pushed against Matt's anus. The sphincter wouldn't give way, so Jim grabbed a bottle of oil from the refrigerator shelf and poured some on his engorged cock. The liquid was cool and thick at first, but as he stroked his shaft, the oil heated up and coated the full length of his manhood. He placed it back at the hole and pushed into Matt's tight ass. He couldn't believe how hot his son's jockpussy was. "Aw, fuck me dad, that feels so good. I never want to feel that dick leave my ass."
"Don't worry, son, it won't" he replied.
So father and son had been fucking nonstop for the last year. Matt never told Brad about it of course, but had to make up excuses why the two couldn't fuck on some nights. Matt couldn't believe his luck, being able to fuck and be fucked by the hottest men he could imagine every day, afternoon and night.
But keeping them from knowing about the other meant that on days like today meant he had to play it cool around both. Every Saturday the tennis game was a routine that he and his father had. They met Brad and his father and played a good game of tennis before getting a late breakfast. Sometimes it would be fathers against sons. Other times the Carsons against the Whites. Or they would mix it up, pairing Brad with Matt's father and vice versa.
Today's game was of the last variety. Jim and Brad played Matt and Brad's father Jack. Matt could hardly concentrate on the game. A wave of horniness swept over him and all he could think about was how hot Brad's dad was. Jack had pretty much the same build as his own father - a very developed adult and masculine body - and was a couple inches taller so he really seemed to command attention when he walked. He couldn't help but stare at Jack's powerful back, with its bulging lats and delts that swelled anytime he hit the ball; firm, round hamstrings; and big, knotty calves. Best of all was his butt. Big, firm, powerful - hardon heaven. Matt wondered what it would be like to crawl between those cheeks and eat Brad's father's ass out.
After their game, the men retired to the showers. Matt was excited to look at Jack's naked body up close. He was especially taken aback by the big dick flapping between the man's thighs and the hairy crack between the firm, round cheeks. He didn't think he would be able to keep his dick down, but somehow he did. But when Jim suggested they go into the sauna, he knew he was in trouble.
The four crawled into the empty sauna and sat down on their towels. They felt the heat and steam envelop their tired bulging muscles and sweat begin to pour down their bodies. It felt so good for all of them, and they began to relax into the silence.
When Matt saw Jack's dick extend out a bit between those meaty thighs, he felt a surge of lust. Immediately, his own cock swelled to a towering eight inches. He tried to sit still and think of something else to make his cock go back down, but it was of no use. When he looked back, Jack's dick was fully hard, making a formidable erection that reached up to the man's sternum. Jack's eyes were staring piercingly into Matt's. The fucker was getting hard staring at him.
Now Matt's jock dick was at full attention. He felt something warm and wet on it. He looked down and his dad was going down on him! He relished the warmth of his father's mouth, a feeling so familiar yet in this situation it excited Matt to have his dad suck him off while his best friend and fuckbuddy's dad watched.
Jack now had his powerful arm around his boy's shoulders. His hand hung down and would occasionally play with his son's nipple. Both Brad and Jack looked on in excitement as Jim swallowed the full length of his son's hard prick. They turned to each other and met in a hard kiss.
Matt blew his wad down his dad's throat. Jim always knew how to bring his son off, and Matt was so worked up watching his friend make out with his own father he just let loose with a major load. Jim lapped up every drop of cream and swallowed his son's jism.
Brad and Jack were still in a deep french, as Brad's hand grasped his father's cock and was stroking it up and down. Matt got up off the bench and walked over to Jack. Facing his father, he started to lower himself onto Jack's big, wet cock. It stretched his ass like never before and it felt like heaven. He felt Jack's two strong hands grasp his hips and lift his frame up and down off and on his dick.
Meanwhile, Jim stood up and pushed his hard dadcock into Brad's face. The young athlete began eagerly licking up and down the length of the firm cock. He tasted the spongy cockhead as it entered his mouth. He was savoring the salty-sweet cockjuice collecting at the tip, but Jim's insistent hand soon pressed on the back of his head, driving more dickmeat down Brad's throat.
Jack's cock spasmed in Matt's quarterback ass. Matt was shooting as well and the contractions of the kid's asswalls on his prick was making Jack shoot hard. He'd already emptied what must have been a quart of hot dadcum into Brad's ass this morning, but now it was like his dick was spurting cream for the first time in months.
Brad now sucked hard at Jim's sweet asshole. It opened up slightly and he could detect the distinct taste of fresh mancum. As his tongue fucked in and out of Jim's slick hole, Jim's massive cock erupted, sending shower after shower of hot sperm all over his son and over Jack, whose hardon was still nestled deep up between the jock's asscheeks.
Jim was still shooting when Brad's cockmeat shoved hard and fast up his ass. The boy was on the verge of coming and impatient. He began a full-on fuck that had Jim shooting his seed higher and higher into the air, unable to control the wonderful orgasm as his son's best friend pounded his prostate.
That day was just the beginning of a new friendship between the Carson and the Whites.