Ricks Dad - Ch. 02

This is a fictional story. All the names, places, and situations have been made up.

No characters are under the age of eighteen (18).

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Charlie doesn't do it often, but today, on his way home from work, he stops at the local porn store. He's looking at magazines when he hears a familiar voice.

"Hey... Charlie!"

His attention immediately goes to where the voice came from. "Philip?!" He quickly looks around, relieved not to see anyone else he knows. He smiles nervously. "What are you doing here?" He casually puts the magazine back on the rack.

Philip rushes up to Charlie, dressed in a red t-shirt with a cartoon alien on the front sitting in a tiny saucer, baggy black cargo shorts, and sneakers. "I've been in one of the little movie rooms, watching movies..." He smiles big. "... and stuff." He picks up the magazine Charlie had been looking at. "Ugh... this magazine isn't one of the good ones." He puts it back on the rack, and picks up two magazines. He holds one up. "This one has really good short stories and lots of good art about sissies sucking cock and getting fucked." He holds up the other one. "This one is more pictures." He puts them both back on the rack and points at the one with pictures. "Rick likes that one, so you can check out one of his."

Charlie nods. "I'll do that." He glances around. "Well, I better be getting home. Do you want a ride to your house?"

Philip shakes his head and holds out his hand, showing Charlie about a dozen red tokens. "No, I've still got some tokens for the movie rooms." He grabs Charlies hand and gives it a tug. "Come on. We can share a room!"

Charlie tries to pull his hand back, thinking of an excuse not to go. "I... I don't think they allow that."

Philip continues to tug on Charlies arm. "Willie won't mind, as long as we got tokens. He'll just figures we're screwin' or something." He pouts. "Pleeeeease."

Unable to ignore how cute Philip is, Charlie gives in. "Ok, but only for a couple minutes."

Philip walks him to one of the rooms where the indicator on the knob reads "Vacant". Inside the room Philip locks the door, which also changes the indicator to "In Use" and turns on one very weak light bulb in the ceiling. Charlie sits on the small bench attached to the wall and watches Philip select a movie. When the movie starts Philip squeezes onto the bench next to Charlie. "They have some good movies." He holds Charlies hand.

Being the first time Charlie has been on one of these rooms, he slowly looks around the room until he comes across a hole in wall. He whispers. "Is that what I think it is?"

Philip smiles and nods. "Yeah, it's a gloryhole. Every room has one." He turns back to the movie of a small man sucking the cock of a much larger man. After about a minute he shakes Charlies hand and points at the hole. In a whisper. "Look!" He smiles at Charlie and points at a hard cock sticking through the hole. "I sucked some cocks, you can have this one." He lets go of Charlies hand.

Charlie stares at the cock, his body frozen. "I... I don't think I should." He looks at Philip. "I don't know who it is." Philip giggles. "That's the exciting part!" He gives Charlie a nudge. "Go... before he thinks you're not interested!"

Charlie hesitates for a brief moment, until the thought of sucking an unknown strangers cock becomes too strong to ignore. He slowly slides off the bench. As he gets ready to kneel down Philip stand stands next to him and touches his shoulder. "The floors really icky so squat down."

Charlie squats down and kisses the head of the cock before slowly sliding his lips over it. He puts his hands on the wall for balance, then slides his lips along the length of the shaft.

Philip puts several tokens into the slot to make sure the movie keeps running, then squats behind Charlie. He kisses Charlie on the neck. "Make sure your nose touches the wall to make sure you're getting all of it."

Charlie slides his mouth over the cock until his nose is an inch from the wall, then pulls back a little to breathe. Philip giggles softly. "Almost." This time Charlie forces himself to touch his nose to the wall, almost gagging with the head of the cock touching his throat. A low deep voice comes from the other side of the wall. "Fuck sweetie... just like that!" Philip kisses Charlies neck. "Perfect." Charlie continues sucking the cock, making sure to touch his nose to the wall each time.

Philip unbuttons Charlies shirt and slides it off his shoulders. "You look so hot." He slides a hand under Charlies shirt and begins rubbing his chest. He kisses Charlies shoulder.

When the man on the other side of the wall begins pumping his cock through the hole, Charlie holds his head still and with his nose against the wall. The man lets out a low moan, "Fuck yeah... suck my cock, boy!" He continues shoving his cock into Charlies mouth.

Philip slides a hand between Charlies legs, causing Charlie to spread his knees. He begins rubbing Charlies bulge. "That's it, make him cum in your mouth!" Charlie tenses up when he feels Philip undo his zipper. Philip whispers. "It's ok." He kisses Charlies shoulder. "Just concentrate on sucking that juicy cock." Charlie wills himself to relax as Philip pulls out his penis and begins stroking it. Philip giggles softly. "Your weiners as small as mine!"

The mans thrusts stop, his cock deep inside Charlies mouth. His breathing is labored when he speaks. "I'm going to flood your fucking mouth, boy! Shoot my cum down your fucking throat!"

Charlie keeps his nose touching the wall, the head of the mans cock pressed against his throat. Feeling Philip hand sliding over his chest and nipples, and his other hand stroking his now hard penis, Charlies fingers curl between his palms and the wall.

"Fuck, boy... I'm gonna cum!"

Philip whispers in Charlies ear. "You're gonna cum for me... aren't you?" He nibbles Charlies ear. "Swallow his hot cum, while you cum too?"

Charlie gives a slight nod. When he feels the cock in his mouth twitch, he closes his eyes tight. Wanting to make sure he has as much cock at possible in his mouth, he presses his nose harder against the wall.

The man hits the wall. "AHHHHHHH... FUCK!"

Charlie tastes a drop of cum and coughs, but doesn't move.

"DAMN... BOY... I'M FUCKING CUMMIN'!"

Charlie gags on the hot cum before timing his swallows to the streams. His spreads his knees and lets out a soft moan the moment before shooting his cum against the wall in front of him.

When the man stops cumming, Charlie slides his lips off the cock and licks the slit for any remaining cum.

The man laughs. "That's it boy, get every drop... every fucking drop!"

Philip giggles, still holding Charlies cock after he stops cumming. "That was soooo awesome!"

Without a word, the man pulls his limp cock back through the hole.

Charlies body stiffens for a brief moment when Philip slides a finger over the sensitive tip of his cock. Philip holds his finger up to Charlies mouth, a few drops on top of it. "Just a little more."

Charlie slowly opens his mouth, and slowly sucks the cum off the finger.

Philip gives him a passionate kiss. "Unless you want to suck another cock, we should probably leave."

Charlie nods and lets Philip help him stand. He quickly buttons his shirt an puts his penis away, then follows Philip out of the room. Walking to the exit he notices several men watching him and Philip, most of them smiling. He can't help wondering if one of these men is the one he gave a blowjob to.

Outside Philip asks, "Could I get that ride home, I really hate waiting for a bus here?"

Charlie uses the remote to unlock the doors on the car. "Um... yeah, sure."

Philip quickly gets into the car. "Cool!"

Dropping Philip off at his house, Charlie watches Philip until he's safely inside before driving away. When he gets home his son is sitting on the couch watching TV. "I thought you'd be asleep."

Rick looks over his shoulder. "I should have, but I let myself get caught up in this movie."

Charlie smiles. "Well, I'm going to bed."

Rick just gives him a wave.

Charlie is in bed, unable to sleep thinking about the night, when Rick walks into the room and begins to undress. "Rick! What are you doing!"

Rick, now naked, leaves his clothes in a pile on the floor and crawls into bed. "Coming to bed."

Charlie turns onto his side. "No!" He puts a hand on Ricks shoulder, nudging him off the bed. "You sleep in your own room!"

Rick smiles. "I think we're past not sleeping together." He pushes his fathers hand out of the way. "Way past." He gives Charlie a passionate kiss while gently using his body to push his father down onto the bed. Rick rolls onto his back, next to his dad. "Good night."

Charlie gets on his side. Using the moonlight coming through the blinds, he studies his son and thinks about all the things that could happen sharing his bed. He lays on his back, takes his briefs off and tosses them onto the floor. He turns to Rick, puts his arm over his son, and gives him a soft kiss. "Good night."

In the morning Rick is standing at the kitchen counter, fully dressed and holding a cup of orange juice. "Morning."

Dressed in just his robe, Charlie leans against the counter next to his son. "You're up early."

Rick nods. "Brent and I are going to catch an early movie at the mall, then check out some weekend sales." When the doorbell rings he quickly finishes his orange juice. "That's Brent."

Charlie bends over with his elbows on the table. He watches Rick open the door and Brent step into the house. "Hey, Brent!"

Right behind Brent is his father. "Hi, Rick!" He turns to Charlie and smiles. "Hi, Charlie!"

Rick pulls his car keys from his pocket. "Brent and I are heading out." He closes the door behind them.

Charlie watches Tom walking towards him and slowly stands. He smiles nervously. "Hi, Tom."

Tom walks up to Charlie, and slides his hands under Charlies robe and onto his sides, causing it to slide open with the robes belt still in place around his waist. "You've really made an impression on the boys, they can't stop talking about you." Tom is forty six, 6'0", with a muscular body from time in the gym and arms full of tattoos, and is bald with a goatee. He's wearing a green muscle shirt with a gym logo on the back, black cargo shorts that show off his strong leg muscles, and black sneakers. He kisses the base of Charlies neck.

Charlie tilts his head to the other side, exposing his neck more. "I... I'm sorry... I didn't... didn't mean for it to... happen." His hands move up to Toms biceps. "I couldn't... help it."

Tom smiles. "Don't be sorry, they're not." He undoes the robes belt and puts it on the counter. "They didn't do anything some of the guys and I haven't thought about doing with you." He slides the robe down Charlies arms and off him, and places it on the counter.

Charlies body shakes. "You don't mean that!"

Tom takes off his shirt and puts it on the counter. He takes one of Charlies hands and places it on his bulge. "Yes I do!"

Charlie almost gasps at the size of Toms large bulge. He looks down at the bulge. "Who else talks about me?" He bites his lower lip and gently squeezes the bulge.

Tom turns Charlie and presses on his back, causing him to bend over the counter, with his elbows on the counter. "Cliff, Kirk, Evan and Molly."

Charlie looks over his shoulder, watching Tom unzip his pants and take out his cock. "Um... Molly?!" He watches Tom take small tube of lubricant from one of his pockets and spread some on his hand. "Kirks daughter?" Charlie faces forward when he feels Toms greased hand slide between his ass cheeks, his fingers teasing Charlies pussy. He takes a deep breath and arches his back when he feels the tip of Toms finger push into him.

Tom slowly fucks Charlie with his finger. "She into femdom." He quickens the pace. "From the way she talks, she's a twisted little bitch." He pulls out his finger and presses the head of his cock against Charlies pussy. "But, I guess we're all a little twisted somehow." He holds his cock with one hand, the other holding Charlies hip and slowly forces into Charlies pussy.

Charlies hands clinch into fists and his eyes close tight. "FUCK... OH FUCK... IT'S TOO BIG!"

TTom continued forcing his cock into Charlie. He whispers. "Don't worry baby, you'll get used to it."

Charlies body shakes as the fat middle of Toms cock spreads his tight pussy. His ass raises, trying to lessen the pressure. Reaching behind him, Charlie puts a hand on Toms chest. "FUCK YOU... FUCK YOU... TOM!" When the cock is completely inside, and his muscles close onto the slightly smaller base of Toms cock, Charlie takes his hand from Toms chest. "Fuck, you're an ass!"

Tom leaves his cock deep inside of Charlie, holding onto Charlies hips with both hands. He puts his lips next to Charlies ear. "Is this your first man cock?"

Charlie nods. "Yeah."

"Good." Tom kisses the back of Charlies neck and starts to fuck him. At first his strokes are slow, letting Charlie get used to the feel of such a large cock spreading his pussy and touching deep inside of him.

When Tom begins to fuck him faster, Charlie moves a hand over one of Toms hands. "Fuck Tom!" His hand squeezes Toms hand. "Like that... fuck me just like that!"

Tom reaches around Charlie with his slippery hand and starts stroking Charlies cock. "Of course I will, baby."

As Tom masturbates Charlie, his fucking becomes faster and more violent, each thrust driving his cock deep into Charlies pussy, his balls slapping against Charlies balls. "Damn you're a tight fuck!"

With his cock ready to explode, Charlie grabs his robe from the counter and holds it over his penis. "I'm going to fucking cum!" His legs start to twitch. "OOOOHHHHHH... FUUUUCLLLLLL!?"

Charlies body stiffens, then spasms as he shoots hot cum into his robe.

Feeling Charlies muscles squeeze his cock, Tom leans over Charlies and wraps his arms around him. He whispers into Charlies ear. "I'm gonna load your pussy with my fucking cum!" He slams his cock into Charlie. A second later he's holding Charlie tight and releasing streams of cum. "DAMN... FUCK!" He kisses Charlies shoulder several times. "You feel so fucking good on my cock!"

Charlies wriggles his ass, wanting to get every drop of cum. "Mmmmm... I want to feel good on your cock." He lets out a soft moan when Toms spent cock slips from his ass. He turns to face Tom and wraps his arms around his neck. He gives him a kiss and smiles. "I think I need to get cleaned up."

Tom smiles, and in one quick motion picks Charlie up. "Well, you have had a busy morning." He easily carries him into his bathroom, and lowers him so he's standing. He puts his cock away and gives Charlie a kiss. He stands back and looks Charlie over. "Damn your pretty."

Charlie leans against the sink. "Thank you."

Charlie watches Tom leave the bedroom, glancing over his shoulder at him with a smile. He hears Tom go into the kitchen, probably to pick up his shirt, then let himself out, closing the door behind him.