Amazingly, I wasn’t the first person to make it to the kitchen. I found Adam already downstairs and seated at the table.
He was lounging in his seat, wearing only a pair of basketball shorts. Not that it hid anything other than the top of his thighs. His crotch and cock were on display for anyone interested in looking. As I walked further into the room, I tried to think of what they would expect me to do. I didn’t want a repeat of this morning, so I walked up to Adam and kissed him. For good measure, I jerked his hot hard cock about three times before I said anything.
“Hello Adam,” I said as saucy as I could. From the smirk on his face, I think I pulled it off.
“Hello Josh,” he answered back as I watched him take over the jerking of his cock as he watched me walk towards our Dad.
“Hello Daddy,” I told the man in front of me who had been drinking a beer when I entered the room. Now he was leaning back against the counter as his eyes raked over my body. He looked like he was ready to go clubbing, but he wasn’t wearing any shoes. Did he come from work dressed like this? He had on black jeans that looked like they were a comfortable but snug fit. He also had on a button-down black vest that covered most of his impressive pecs.
“Hello Baby,” he answered as he extended a hand to grab my upper arm. Dad pulled me into full-on contact with his body, knocking the air out of my lungs more from surprise than the impact. He kissed me while I tried to kiss him back without melting further into him. He seized my ass, and I moaned into his mouth. He grabbed my ass tighter and pulled my body up along his. And that is how we stayed. Daddy trying to pull me through his clothes for skin-on-skin contact while I ground my cock against his hardening one. While Adam happily jerked off to the show we were giving him.
I had decided that I didn’t care if I came in my briefs when I heard talking behind me.
“… and you thought that we would be late,” Pastor Kayy told someone. I knew it had to be David, but my brain was too busy to fill his name into that blank. I sucked on Dad’s lips as I rocked my hips, humping myself on his clothed cock.
“Everyone is here now Baby,” Daddy told me as he slowly stopped kissing me and even pushed me off him a little. “It’s time to eat,” he said quietly.
“Yes, Daddy,” I answered him in a whisper before I fell to my knees and started to undo his pants without thinking about it. I was just about to pull his cock free for my first taste when someone pulled me up by the arms and away from him. I looked up at my Dad, and his eyes were dark. A shiver ran through my body at the sight of him.
“It’s a good thing your first class isn’t until one pm tomorrow,” he said in a very threatening way. I shivered again before I was deposited into a chair facing the table and plates of food. Had the table been set this whole time? I asked myself before my body reminded me that I was hungry for more than just cock.
I indulged in the best lasagna that I had ever tasted. I savored everything. The noodles were perfect, not too hard to make you chew them for longer than expected and not falling apart as you touched them. The sauce was rich, thick, and a little on the sweet side. I tasted two kinds of meat. One swam in garlic while the other was flavored with caraway seeds. I knew that there were two types of cheeses living on every level of this structure, but at times I thought I tasted a third. I scraped my plate and gladly went back for seconds.
As I reached for the large baking dish that it had been made and served in, I caught sight of some roasted veggies. One looked like whole baby tomatoes, and the other was halved Brussels sprouts that seemed to have bacon crumble covering them. I took a right turn and got some before heading back to the main dish. Since I got some vegetables this time, I took a smaller piece of the lasagna than I was planning on getting at first.
As I slowed halfway through, I realized that no one was talking. We were all digging in and enjoying ourselves. When I looked in my dad’s direction, he reached for the beer that he brought to the table and winked at me when he saw me looking in his direction. Once I smiled back, I moved my eyes around the table.
Next to him sat Adam. He looked as naked as ever and just as hungry as I was a plate of food ago. Next was David. I hadn’t seen him since he walked into the house. He was wearing a black mesh harness across his shoulders that turned into a V of elastic that read LICK SUCK FUCK repeatedly as it disappeared below the table. Pastor Keyy had been rubbing David’s head, and even as he pulled his hand away, his eyes took longer to leave David’s face to help him in the process of eating. I didn’t know if they were a thing or just his latest focus. Pastor Keyy looked nothing like any pastor I’ve seen, and at this point, I wasn’t surprised anymore. He was topless but not pierced like everyone else at the table. At realizing that his nipples were still intact, I absently reached for my chest as I remembered that I had forgotten my jewelry back in the bathroom. I didn’t have to wear them all the time, did I?
I took a few more bites from my plate before my curiosity got the best of me, and I tried to lean over a little to see if he was naked or wearing a pair of shorts like Adam. Since I believed that nothing sexy was allowed during dinner, I tried to see without letting anyone know. I didn’t get to see anything, so I had to wait until the meal was over to find out. I reached for my glass and drained the last of my strawberry lemonade.
Without saying anything, Pastor Keyy passed the jug containing more. I smiled my thanks and refilled my glass before setting it down in front of me. I finished everything and stopped myself from reaching for more. I still had some space left, but I wasn’t hungry anymore. I think slowing down during my second helping allowed me to not dive back in for another piece like Adam. Salad, which I generally considered to be a decorative centerpiece, found parts of itself on three plates.
Since everyone was still eating, I stood to take my dishes to the sink. While there, I washed them before heading back to my room to get started on my homework. I knew Dad said that I would be spending the night with him. But he would give me time to do school work, wouldn’t he?
I walked back to my room and plugged in my laptop. While it was booting up, I went to the bathroom and cleaned my piercings before finding already dried, plain ones to slide through my nipples. This act reminded my cock that it existed. Just like what happened this morning when I was putting in the school’s approved version.
I then sat down at my desk and watched the screen as it waited for me to log on. This screen was a blue abstract CGI that I think came with the laptop. I gave it my password, which, thank god, was still the same. A desktop that I hadn’t seen until my first class came back onto the screen. Behind the regular icons was a photo of “me” sucking someone’s dick as some other guy fucked my ass. And clearly, another person was there, since it didn’t appear to be taken by “me” or my partners. All our hands were in the shot.
I hadn’t a clue who these men were since I couldn’t see their faces, which led me to create fantasies of who they were, where we were, and how I got into that position and situation. I went to my school’s mail and got the copies of the presentations. I then lived in dual windows as I copied and pasted what I wrote down, combining it with what I received until I had one copy of notes for each class. In the process, I accomplished a review and read over. Aka, studying. I stretched before I stood up from the chair. As I wondered how long I had been sitting there, I bent to take a look at my system’s tray.
Damn. It was almost ten. Was it too late? I left my room to find out how conscious Dad was. Maybe I would only end up sleeping next to him. It would be a little disappointing, but it wasn’t like I’d gone the whole day without getting any. I walked downstairs to find everyone in the living room with the tv flickering lights across that part of the room. Some of them were trying to watch it, while others decided they had other more important things to look at or work on.
David was on his phone, which was on par, but it was in front of Adam’s face as he gave him a blow job. I was wondering how he could multitask like that when I heard him moan.
“Oh yeah. Just like that bro.” I watched as he licked his lips, but his eyes never left the screen. “You look so fucking gorgeous.” To that, Adam closed his eyes and hummed or moaned a little before pushing his mouth down David’s dick. A dick that was poking out of the cock ring at the bottom of the V I saw at dinner. They were busy on one of the armchairs while Pastor Keyy and Dad sat on the couch, watching tv, while slowly petting each other’s clothed crotches. Yes, Pastor Keyy is wearing clothing. It was just a mesh pair of shorts, but it’s the most I’ve seen him in today.
As I half wondered how many followers David had on his social feeds and if this was going out live, I questioned if Dad and Pastor Keyy did anything with each other or if they just kept each other company but shared us, the kids.
“Josh,” Dad said with a smile on his face when he saw me. He lifted both his arms in my direction. Yes, I sit on his lap, I reminded myself. I walked in his direction. “Are you done with your homework?” he asked as I knelt over his lap.
“I didn’t have any true homework,” I told him as I settled over his thighs and remembered the worksheet that I had forgotten. I felt his hands on my ass right away. “I was just studying and organizing my notes,” I informed him as he pulled me closer until my knees started to wedge themselves between the cushions, and our cocks were forced to share the same space.
“For two hours you were organizing notes?” Dad asked before he kissed my neck and sucked hard on that spot.
“Ah!” I gasped out loud as I gripped the back of the couch on either side of his head and closed my eyes. I slid further into his crotch and followed the movement of his tongue along my skin. There was a small pop when he broke the suction that he created. Dad then planted kisses along my skin in a roaming pattern across my body before he aimed for my neck. He licked up the length of it and over my chin to end at my lips. We kissed with firm lips and persistent tongues as I started my love-hate relationship with his tight jeans. I moved my cock against, along, and around his that was trapped behind a button, a zipper, and denim.
“Daddy,” I broke the kiss to whine as my senses ticked up a notch and wanted more.
“Yes Baby?” he breathed as I heard something coming from the tv and not caring what it was. I stopped being fancy with my hip movements and just butted my cock against his over and over again.
“You’re wearing pants,” I complained, sounding like the needy boy I never thought I would be. “Ah,” I moaned when a new hand pulled on one of my nipples. I opened my eyes as I turned my head to see that the hand belonged to Pastor Keyy as he twisted my piercing a little. He had turned sideways, so a leg was folded in front of him on the cushion. While Pastor Keyy played with me, he was jacking his cock that he had pulled out of his sheer shorts. My breathing picked up as I watched the show of his hand taking its time moving from one end of his cock to the other as what was left of my brain tried to dissolve the jeans my Dad was still wearing.
“Do you want Fedrick to come to bed with us?” Dad asked as he moved his hands down the back of my briefs to dig his fingers into my ass cheeks and pull them apart.
“MMmm,” I moaned happily while closing my eyes and continuing my humping.
“That sounded like a yes to me,” Pastor Keyy said. I didn’t feel like correcting him.
“Then we’re tuning in,” Dad told whoever.
“AH!” I shouted as my nipple was pulled out of Pastor Keyy’s fingers by Dad standing up. I quickly latched on to him to keep from possibly falling as I tried to understand what was going on.
“Meet up with us once you have said goodnight to David and Adam,” Dad told Pastor Keyy as he started to leave the living room. Now with my body on alert, I saw what was playing on the tv. It was the news. A new club opened tonight, and there were rumors about which celebrities had been invited and who might be performing for their opening night. I didn’t recognize any of the names, so I turned my attention towards the man who was effortlessly carrying me toward the stairs.
“I can walk,” I told him as I did nothing to throw him off balance. My arms stayed wrapped around his neck, and I tried to keep my legs in place around his waist and upper thigh.
“I don’t get to carry you that much and soon I won’t be able to. So let me have this Baby,” Dad told me as he shifted his arms to under my ass and held me close. I wasn’t expecting that answer.
“Is something wrong?” I couldn’t stop myself from asking. He slapped my ass lightly as he continued up the stairs. “Dad?” I asked him as he stayed quiet. He walked us to his bedroom and flipped on the lights, giving me about three strides to take in my surroundings before I found myself deposited on his bed. I continued to look around, taking in the things that had mostly stayed the same, along with the changes, until movement caught my attention.
Dad was stripping in front of me. The cuffs attached to the foot of the bed that held my attention a moment before were pushed to the side as I watched Dad pop the top button on his jeans. Once the zipper had been lowered, he pulled his cock free, and I didn’t have to imagine the amount of relief he felt. I heard it as Dad signed and rubbed his plump organ for a bit before starting to push his jeans down his legs.
I felt pulled to him and fell to my knees to crawl forward to help him. I was going to pick up from where I was stopped earlier. I thought this as I felt his hand on my shoulder that he used to steady himself while I pulled him free of the jeans. Once that mission had been completed I skimmed my hands up over his calves and thighs. I zeroed in on a cock that was almost as long as my forearm. My lips met the wet tip of it before my fingers got to its base. I shivered when I heard Dad grunt overhead. I slipped the head of his cock into my mouth and sucked on it before trying to slide down further. He buried both his hands in my hair, on both sides of my head, as he anchored himself to something. His voice was a little shaky as he moaned my name.
“Josh,” he panted a little. “How can you feel so different and mind blowing every time you do this?” Dad managed to ask before I found a spot on his cock to play with that had him up on his toes during my little assault on it. I amazed Dad and myself as I discovered my ability to keep swallowing his monster of a cock. He slid and slid until I stopped and tried to breathe around his intruding mass. I kept myself from panicking when my lungs didn’t fill as quickly as I was used to. I was able to detect the slow intake around Dad’s dick. To keep him from getting bored or starting to fuck my throat and making it harder for me to breathe, I started to slide my tongue along the underside of his cock. I felt his dick as it became the endpoint for a whole body shiver. I moaned as my dick bobbed in understanding. I now moved forward again as I tried to see how far I could sink him into my throat. He was already there, but would I actually be able to reach his pubes before I choked? I was ready to find out.
I moved just another inch at best before Dad’s cock completely blocked my throat. I swallowed and coughed at the same time, and he swore over me before he held me still and started to pull his cock free of my body. I couldn’t stop myself from trying to swallow, repeatedly, as he pulled free. I felt the length of him sliding out of my throat until the head of his dick was heavy and dripping on my tongue.
I was panting hard as I now opened my eyes to look up at him. Dad looked like he was trying to contain something as his body started to shiver, and it got more violent as I thought he failed. I puckered my lips and sucked on the head of his cock as my chest continued to heave with the act of giving my body more air. My nose flared as I closed access through my mouth.
“HOLY FUCK!” he shouted over me as he pushed his cock into my mouth again and came. I sputtered for a few seconds until I was able to swallow all that I could. I was panting once more by the time we both stopped. “Get up here,” Dad told me when he was able to speak. I stood, and he pulled me in close. I thought that he was going to kiss me, but he licked my face in a way that told me that I had missed some of his cum. Then he kissed me. He pulled my body closer to his, and there was metal on metal as our chests collided. My cock was rubbed and crushed between our crotches and lower abs.
“I guess I get to prep you for Fredrick,” Dad told me when he pulled away from my lips. I licked them before I finished swallowing what he placed in my mouth. As he looked into my eyes, I reached for his cock again. He was softer but not completely flaccid. I played my fingers along the length of it even as I stopped now and again to jerk it downward. “You are relentless,” Dad accused me a second later before turning me around to face the bed. I, unfortunately, had to let go of his cock since I didn’t want to hurt him. “You keep that up, and Fredrick will find me spanking that ass of yours instead of preparing it for his dick,” Dad said with a push on my back to get me back on the bed.
One and a half steps later, I was lifting a leg to crawl onto his bed.