Teaching My Son a Lesson, Part 3

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For about two weeks, I left Sean alone. I wanted him to ask for my cock, maybe even to beg me for it. He needed to understand that he wasn't spreading his legs for me because I was taking advantage of him or forcing him. He had to want it himself. I even started to fuck a woman I knew from work to make him jealous. After about ten days, I knew it was working. As I was eating breakfast on Thursday, he asked me if I was going to be around that night. I told him I had other things to do.

During all of this time, I continued to find little ways to remind him of what he was. When he got home from the gym, I complimented him on his body, reminding him that good men expect their boys to keep in shape. When he came home from working out with his friends, I'd tease him about wanting to suck their dicks and ask him if any of his buddies suspected he was a cocksucker. Usually he blushed and didn't answer. Sometimes he shook his head before going to his room.

Best of all, he was finally obedient and friendly around the house. His chores were done, he obeyed curfew, and he never lipped off. Our relationship was about as good as it had ever been. Maybe that was because he knew that if he put one toe out of line, he'd have my cock in his ass again. Maybe he was afraid of what that would mean for him.

On Thursday night I scheduled a date with the woman I was screwing and took her out for dinner. I told Sean I would be out late. Instead, I came home with her early to surprise him. It was about ten o'clock, and he was sitting on his bed studying. I was surprised and a little disappointed. If he didn't fuck up or ask me to fuck him, I wasn't going to see his ass again.

Teaching My Son a Lesson, Part 2

Thanks to the guys who caught the problem with the name. I had it as Luke in the original version, but changed it at the last minute. I meant to find / replace it before I posted part 2, but forgot before I sent it in. Should be good now. Thanks.

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The next morning, I woke up with a lingering headache and a raging hard on. I'd dreamed about Sean all night long, my mind spinning off endless fantasies. I knew that he would continue to resist me and that I had to play my game carefully. Technically, if Sean wanted to go back and live with his mother, there was nothing I could do to stop to him. The law wasn't exactly on the side of a father who has sex with his son, even if it was halfway consensual.

I'd only slept for a few hours. I walked down the hall, took a long piss, and then walked into Sean's room. He was laying on his bed, his beautiful muscular ass on display. I gazed at it for a moment and then walked to the bed.  He'd been plenty drunk the night before, and he was dead to the world. His dick was pressed backward between his legs, tucked under his balls. I reached down and touched it softly. While I was a fairly aggressive top, I got off on a guy's body and wasn't afraid to show it. My son was a stud, and I wait to devour his cock and tear into his ass.

I eye-raped him for a couple minutes, just gazing at every part of his body. One of his hands was draped above his head. I knelt down next to him and pressed my face into his hairy pit. Fuck he smelt good. I kissed the skin and then made for the door. Before I did, I walked to the pile of clothes he'd dropped on the ground and picked up his briefs. No sense letting them go to waste.

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Nick dropped his last box of stuff against the wall of his dorm room and turned to his dad and Tom. All three of them were sweaty and exhausted. "That's it," he said, "Done."

"Not too bad." Tom said. He looked at the couch they had hauled into one corner of the room. It was steel framed with a bed tucked under the cushions. Tom swore that it weighed at least a thousand pounds and they'd maneuvered it up a narrow flight of stairs. Tom didn't complain when he hauled it into the building, but Nick was sure that his arms would be sore the next day. His dad would probably be unable to walk for a week.

Nick's mom was sitting on the couch. She'd helped with the small stuff, but left most of the heavy lifting to the guys. They, in turn, left most of it to Tom. All that time in the gym over the summer had to be worth something. Tom's body was pumped up and Nick could barely look at him without thinking about tearing off his clothes. Teenage hormones were still coursing through his veins and his dick got hard at a drop of a hat. Even though he was completely accustomed to Tom's body, he still thought that his boyfriend was, like, the sexiest guy on the planet.

Everyone exchanged a few final words and then Nick's parents got up to leave. They said goodbye to Nick and everyone exchanged some hugs. Then Nick's dad walked over to Tom and shook his hand. "Take good care of him, ok. Don't get him into any trouble."

"I promise I won't, sir." Tom said.

Nick's dad turned to Nick. "And you keep this one in line. Guys like Tom, they can get a little stupid in college. You’re smarter than him, so you do the thinking."

Nick blushed. "Got it," he said. He stifled a laugh and avoided looking at Tom to keep himself from cracking up.

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Note: I'm going to finish this one off guys. This chapter has a threeway in it, which I know isn't for all of you. If you're not into it, hold tight and the final chapter will be up tomorrow. -- Charlie

The summer was almost over, and Tom was trying to put in as much time with his friends before he left for college. It was hot outside, and Tom invited some friends to a local gym to play a game of basketball on an indoor court. Austin showed up, along with two other guys that Tom played football with in high school. After they had showered, they were dressing in the locker room and joking about their relationships. Austin, as usual, couldn't keep his head out of the gutter.

The guys were bragging about how often their girlfriends put out. Tom grinned at Austin because Austin alone knew that Tom got laid almost everyday. Austin didn't know that it was something Tom wanted to stay private.

"All Tom has gotta do is whistle and Nick comes running." Austin said, "That dude loves to fuck."

"And I'm happy to fuck him." Tom said loudly. He figured that if he was going to have a reputation, it might as well be as a monster in the sack.

"Really?" said one of the other guys, "I always figured that would hurt. You know, like . . ."

"Getting fucked." Austin finished.

Teaching My Son A Lesson, Part 1

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I glanced at my phone as I poured another Scotch. It was past three in the morning, and I was at least halfway drunk. My seventeen year old son, in his first month of being a high school senior, was out past curfew for the third Saturday in a row. Sean was popular. Athletic, strong, and good-looking, he got invited to the best parties, and while I was willing to overlook the occasional infraction, lately he had been testing my limits. The previous Saturday he brought a girl home and fucked her loudly, making no effort to hide what he was doing. When I yelled at him the following morning, he ignored me.

Sean hasn't always lived with me. His mother and I split when he was four, and he lived with her until two months ago when she decided that he needed a male role-model. At first things were fine. Sean and I have always been more like buddies than father and son and living together worked well. Then, slowly, he started to bend the rules. Over the past two weeks he had graduated to complete disobedience and didn't even act like he was sorry.

I took another slug from my glass of scotch and stared at the wall. I was determined to confront him tonight and set things straight.

Half an hour later, a car dropped him off. When he stumbled into the house I stood up. He was visibly shocked by my presence.

"Sit down, son," I said calmly. "We need to have a little talk about the rules."

"I'm tired, man." Sean said. He flashed me a toothy grin. His dark blond hair was messed up and his green eyes were unfocused. He laughed a little, "And I'm kind of drunk."

So am I, I thought. "I want to talk now."

Quarterback Keeper, Part 23

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After prom, Tom and Nick's lives became increasingly busy as they neared graduation. There were exams to be taken, parties to be planned, and their new lives at college to figure out. Prom night had been one of their best nights together ever. For Nick it ranked only behind the day Tom had first showed up at his house; the day when the stud had insulted him and then decided to make it up in the most amazing way possible. After prom, their emotional bond was as strong as ever.

Tom had become more adventurous since he'd come out. As with he did, he didn't come out halfway. After he took Nick to prom, he saw no reason to hide who he was. Everyone he cared about knew, and everyone else could go fuck themselves if they had a problem with it. When he was out with Nick, he wanted to hold hands, to display his affection in public, and to show off his boyfriend to the world. This behavior extended to the bedroom. Tom  made out with Nick whenever he got the chance and pushed him to play around in  public places. They boned in bathrooms, hidden corners, dark parking lots, back yards, and city parks. Nick had no idea what the consequences would be if they were caught, but he didn't care. Tom could get him to do just about anything, and he had complete confidence in Tom's judgment.

After they graduated, both started working nearly full time to make as much money as possible before college started. Nick worked at the local grocery store, working the register during the day and stocking shelves at night. Tom worked at a landscaping company. The job helped him stack on even more muscle and burned away nearly all his extra fat. By the end of July, he had the physique of a model, with the exception of cuts and bruises on his arms and legs.

Tom's job played right into their mutual fetishes. Tom loved having his body worshiped and there was nothing Nick liked more than to lick the sweat off of his body at the end of a long day. The sessions were charged and dirty, with Tom taking on a dominant role and Nick easing the pain out of his weary body.

The Crew, Part 7

 Hey guys, I've been on a long vacation and then had to catch up at work, but I'm back at it. Should be a new chapter of Quarterback Keeper soon. I know a lot of you are waiting.
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Two weeks ago, I had fucked a guy who wanted nothing more than to play around with a sweated up straight dude. His two hundred dollar tip convinced me that he had enjoyed the evening. Days later, I got a text from a potential client who'd been referred to me by my trick. He wanted the same deal, so I set him up with a dominant guy who knew how to take care of a submissive. I'm generally not interested in re-running the same script. I enjoy novelty.

It occurred to me, however, was that Smith wasn't running the business very effectively. The crew who worked at the Farm were in incredible shape,  were clean, and were all mobbed up so no one worried about getting ripped off. Still, we were pretty much getting paid for sucking and fucking, which a guy could buy for a lot less on the street corner.

After giving one John the fuck of his dreams, I realized that fulfilling a  fantasy was something a guy couldn't get anywhere else, so why not sell that? Of course, we'd have to charge the Johns extra for set up, but I guessed that there were plenty of wealthy men who would pay for what my team of young, fit men had to offer.

I started to drop advertisements on Craigslist and a few other venues. I also texted our regulars. I got a lot of inquiries, but most were from guys who got more enjoyment from telling me their fantasy than from actually living it out. Finally I got a text from a guy who said, simply, "I want to get raped in the woods." In an attempt to draw him out and keep him interested, I asked him if he was looking to get raped by one guy or few. "Definitely a few," he responded, "as many as I can afford."

I figured that four of us could provide him with as much cock as he could handle and quoted him a price. He asked to see pictures and I sent him body shots of myself and three of my hottest guys. I told him that they were all straight even though I knew it wasn't true. The guy took me up on my offer, and we started to set it up.

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Having fucked each other silly, Nick and Tom headed back downstairs for some more food. Tom brought his bong with him, and they stood outside in the warm spring air and took a few hits. Both were naked, and their cocks were half hard. As they talked and smoked, Nick reached over and played with Tom's dick. It wasn't a sexual touch, but more of a caress. Every dick was different. He'd learned that from his limited experiences and porn, but Tom's was especially beautiful. It was thick, veiny, and huge, without looking grotesque.

Nick let go of Tom's cock as Tom put an arm around him and pulled him to the ground. Tom pulled Nick into his body as they lay side by side, naked in the grass. It was a beautiful night, and neither said anything The stars were out and they were laying naked in each other's arms. The weed made it all seem surreal.

After ten minutes, Nick broke the silence. "Sometimes, like, I'm not even sure if all of this is really happening."

"It's happening." Tom said. He pressed his chest against Nick's ear so that Nick could hear his heart beating.

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Note: I got this idea from a reader. If there is something you want to see, let me know. I'm not planning to turn Vance into a bottom, but most other things are fair game.

After I booted Smith, I never saw him again. If he went back to the boss to complain, I was never told about it. Running a business, even a whorehouse, was hard work, and the expectation that I turn a profit was ever present. My sex life pretty much dried up as I got the business together.  I only fucked around with a guy if it was a deal breaker, and even then I charged a premium.

The diversity of dudes who bought sex at the farm was pretty amazing. Most of them were middle aged and fairly fit. They were the kinds of guys that could have hooked up easily, but got off on buying young guys. They typically entertained fantasies of being dominated or dominating.

I don't have much of a submissive streak. I've never wanted a woman to tie me up and certainly never wanted to be dominated by a man, but a lot of straight guys apparently got of on it. There seemed to be an almost infinite number of straight guys who wanted to try this shit, "just once" and by advertising the Farm more aggressively, we were able to bring them all in. There was a risk, obviously. Greater knowledge of what we were doing could result in attention from the cops, but the boss greased the wheels of justice and the business thrived. 

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As they snuck behind the dividing wall and into the changing rooms, Tom grabbed Nick and kissed him hard on the lips. They made out for five seconds before Tom pulled away. He tugged on the lapels of Nick's tuxedo and smiled, "You look hot."

Nick stared at him slack mouthed, "You too. I've wanted to jump you since you walked out of the changing rooms."

Tom kept touching Nick on the chest and thighs. Then he slipped his hand down to Nick's groin and grabbed his cock. "If our mom's weren't on the other side of this wall, I would blow you right now."

"If we take too long, my mom will come looking." Nick said, "She doesn't care if she walks in on us. Trust me."

Tom groaned.

"On prom night, I"m going to fuck you so hard you're not going to walk straight the next morning." Tom growled. "You know, we don't have to do this."

There were two weeks until prom, and they had decided that they shouldn't fuck around until then. Both were also trying to avoid beating off. It had only been three days and they were both desperately horny.

"You want to give up?" Nick said with a grin. Tom liked to pretend that Nick was constantly horny and that he was doing Nick a favor by fucking him, but Tom was the one who let his libido take control. When he got boned up, there was almost no cure for it. Nick felt a little bad that his boyfriend was going to walk around with blue balls for the next few weeks.

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Note: My goal with this story was to get to a place where I could write up a bunch of different kinks and fantasies. I think I've finally gotten there. If there's anything you'd like to see in the story, let me know and I'll see what I can do. I've got some limits, but not many.

As I walked down the sidewalk toward my car, I memorized the address of the man who had just been inside of me. He’d made a mistake, even if he didn’t know about it. Ninety-nine out of ten guys in my position probably take it on the chin, figure that they were powerless, and somehow get on with things. That was the only way to explain how Smith and the guy had been able to pull off this scam so many times.

This time, they were going to get something different. I'm an angry mother fucker. They didn’t figure on that. And angry mother fuckers get revenge. I got into my truck, put it in gear, and drove out to the farm.

When I walked into the main building, a few of the guys shot me knowing glances. They knew that I had been set up. A couple of them had probably been set up as well. Damian, the big black dude who had befriended me on my first day, jogged over to me.

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It was finally spring, and Tom, Nick, Chris, and Austin, were once again spending their free afternoons at the park next to the river. They’d been coming there ever since they were kids, and as they talked about the end of their senior year and college, nostalgia hung in the air.

Austin was laying on top of the picnic table with his shirt off when Nick and Tom pulled up. Tom tossed his keys onto the dash and hopped out of the cab.

“What’s up?” Tom asked.

“Nothing,” Chris said, “Just talking about the end of the year. We’re all going to graduate soon.”

“We’re moving on.” Tom said.

Austin sat up. “We’ve been coming here for like forever. Since we were 12 or 13. I think that’s when we started calling ourselves the Pack.”

Chris said, “I miss being the Pack. It made me feel exclusive. Now we’re just a bunch of guys.” As Chris stood up, Nick noticed his muscles. He was wearing a tank for the first time that spring. After a long winter of lifting, he had added at least an inch to his arms and shoulders.

“You look jacked, dude.” Nick said as he grabbed Chris's arm.

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I had just finished working out and was standing at my locker. The gym was one of the 'perks' of working at Smith's farm. Smith walked up to me, acting like nothing had happened. Literally an hour ago, the guy had forced me to give another guy head. He didn't put a gun to my head, but he would have if I had resisted. Now, he had the nerve to saunter up to me, with the .38 still tucked into his belt, and pretend like everything was cool.

I didn't look at him. Before this had happened, I could barely stand the guy. Everything about him was sleazy. The way he dressed, the way he combed his hair, the way he relied on a gun to keep control because he was unable to handle himself. It annoyed me before. Now it took every ounce of self-control I had not to punch the guy. My muscles bulged as I held myself back.

"You're going out tonight," he said.

"Out?" I asked without looking at him.

"Out call." Smith said. "The guy wants you to come to his house."

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Tom and Nick lay in the back of Tom’s truck. Though it was a chilly day, the sunlight was warm and they were comfortable. The park was deserted, with only an occasional dog walker passing by, and they laid low in the bed of the truck, invisible to everyone. Nick's head rested against Tom’s chest as they both relaxed in the warm sunshine.

“I think I need to tell my mom.” Tom said. Though he had only talked about his dad with Nick once or twice, Tom had a very close relationship with his mom. He didn’t like the feeling that he was deceiving her.

Nick bristled. He liked the way things were with Tom, and he didn’t want them to change. If anything, there had been too much change lately. Now that things had finally settled down with everyone at school and with his own parents, he didn’t want to veer off into new territory.

“Everyone knows now. Guys have got to be talking about it with their parents,” Tom said, “She’s going to find out.”

The Crew, Part 3

 Things are going to get a little hairy for Vance, but fear not, this top is going to stay a top. Bear with me through the next few chapters.-- CC

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The next week passed in a blur. I was getting sucked by guys regularly now. Most of them didn't want to do anything interesting. They just wanted to suck a young stud and drink his cum. The guys who paid the big bucks, the ones who wanted a special performance, seemed to rotate between a group of dudes working at the farm.

Developing a solid client base who was loyal only to me would be an important part of paying off my debt and getting out of this fucked up situation. One of my regulars was back in my room after fucking around with some of the other guys. I had him on his knees in front of me, my hard dick dripping and drool running from his mouth, when I broke the news to him. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into my pubes, because I knew that  the closer he got to my cock, the more malleable his brain would become.

"From now on you only buy sex from me. Got it?" I said. He nodded, but I didn't let up. "I mean it. If I find out you're getting off with other guys, you're not going to get me anymore."

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Earlier that day, before the party, Nick had joked with Tom about being the only guy who could drain him dry. Now as they pulled away from the house, he decided to actually try it. It was late, but both of them had been planning on a late night anyway. Tom’s mom was staying with her boyfriend, and that freed up a house for both of them. Nick had gotten permission to stay over. His parents seemed to appreciate the fact that he was telling the truth enough to ignore the fact that he was getting banged by the school’s quarterback.

As Tom drove, Nick reached over and pulled on the long, hard, rod in Tom's pants. His cock snaked down his thigh, almost halfway to his knees. It was a monster, and Nick’s mouth watered as he felt his boyfriend up.

“How many times do you think you can cum?” Nick asked.

Tom shrugged, “I’ve got no idea. I’ve never gone for broke. Four or five, probably.”

Nick smiled, “You’re in for a rough night.”

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It had been my first time whoring myself out, or being whored out really, and to be honest, I didn't feel like much of a whore afterward. I felt calm, almost relaxed. I'd had the best orgasm of my life and I'd been able to get rid of a lot of anger and aggression that had been building up for a while. When I left, the back part of the barn was empty, so I just got in my car and took off. I got a text that night telling me to come back the next afternoon.

When I arrived, Mr. Smith was there and called me into his office.

"What the fuck did you do to that guy last night?"

"He blew me." I said. Then I grinned real big and looked Mr. Smith in the eyes. I squared off my shoulders and tried to take up as much space as possible. "I fucked his face, hard. Why, did he complain?"

"No complaints, at all" Smith said. "He was completely pleased."

"Cool." I said. "Get me some more. I want to do this as fast as I can."

"Getting more is not going to be an issue." Smith stood up and walked behind me. He ran a hand across my shoulder and then grasped my bicep. I pulled away and turned to face him. He put his hand on my chest and smiled at me. "Inspecting the goods is one of the perks of my job."

I bit down hard and tried to keep my mouth shut. Impulse control has never been one of my strengths, but I knew better than to fuck things up. Every muscle in my body wanted to pounce on Smith. The way he undressed me with his eyes, felt my body without permission, and acted like he owned me, made my skin crawl.

"You're incredibly hot," he said.

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After Nick and Tom came out the response was mixed. After a couple of days, it started to trend toward the positive. Of course, there were some people who gave both of them a hard time. For the first time in a year, since Tom had said it, Nick had been called a fag in school. It didn’t bother him. The people who seemed to have the biggest problem with him being gay were people he never really spent  time with. None of his friends or acquaintances, none of the people he liked being around, seemed to care. Or, if they did care, they didn't say anything.

Things were harder for Tom. He was accustomed to everyone liking him and looking up to him. If he failed or screwed up, he had enough positive accomplishments in reserve to cover his mistakes. He was a crummy basketball player, but he was good at football and that made up for it. On the rare occasions when he blew a game, people would be angry, but he knew he deserved it.

Now there were people who disliked him simply because of who he was dating. It felt unfair, and he became slightly depressed. Nick, in particular, tried to convince him that it wasn’t so bad. Almost everyone  still thought that Tom was God’s gift to humanity and the girls were practically worshipping him now. Maybe a few people had a problem with him, but that had always been the case.

“You’re serious?” Tom asked Nick. They were eating lunch together. As people walked by, they both felt like they were zoo animals on display.

“I didn’t really like you.” Nick said with a smile. “I mean, I thought you were hot, but you seemed kind of arrogant.”

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I woke up on Sunday morning with a throbbing headache; too much beer and whiskey the night before. I forced my eyes open and rolled over in bed. Empty. That was a blessing. I'd been fucking my ex-girlfriend almost every weekend since we'd broken up. When I got drunk, I usually found her laying next to me the next morning. Without her here, I could recover in peace.

I quickly realized that my refrigerator was empty. I pulled on some pants and walked to the convenience store down the block to grab some milk and shit. As I walked out, I tried to remember the day before. The last thing I could recall was UCLA blowing their game, and me trying to figure out how much money I'd lost.

As I walked up to my apartment building two guys stepped out of a shitty car parked curbside. They were big guys, maybe six three or four, and both looked to weigh at least two hundred pounds. They were young and muscular. I glanced at them, calculated my odds of winning a fight, and decided that I didn't stand a chance with my hangover. I turned toward my building.

"You run and when we catch you we'll break your arms," one of the guys yelled.

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The next weeks passed in a blur. The relationship between Tom and Nick was more romantic and less sexual than usual. Tom had taken the relationship to the next level and made it much more serious than it had been. Nick in particular realized that he hadn't really been thinking of Tom as a boyfriend but as more of a fuck buddy.

After Tom said he loved him, Nick couldn't pretend that they were just screwing around. Tom was serious and that scared Nick almost as much as anything could.

From the start, Nick had thought of their relationship as being about him. Tom came to him, offered himself to him, and then made him popular. He felt like he owed Tom everything. Despite the affection Tom showed Nick on a daily basis, the relationship had felt, until then, like Tom was making up for the way he had treated Nick one morning months ago. Nick knew that he was in love with Tom, but he hadn't considered that Tom might love him back.

That responsibility was a little overwhelming. He was as important to Tom as Tom was to him, and even though Tom had done a lot for Nick, Nick now realized that he had done a lot for Tom as well. They were both adjusting to this new reality.

In the past, they mainly hung out with the guys, before going home to screw around. Most of their one on one interactions were built around sexual encounters. They had gone on a few 'dates,' but the relationship was primarily about sex. Now, suddenly, both of them had a bigger interest in each other. They wanted to show their affection in other ways, talk about their lives in different ways, and just spend time with each other.