With fascination, I watched the thick cock as it penetrated the tight, hairy hole. “Observe how he gently works his cock into me,” my dad instructed. “Your brother will now pause to allow me to adjust to his full girth.”
For weeks, Dad had been planning a guys’ weekend for my 18th birthday. No Mom. No little sister. Just Dad, my older brother Greg, and me. We checked into a golf resort, played a few rounds, had dinner in the club house, and then returned to our room for my “special” surprise. Dad had been tight-lipped about the surprise, only saying it would blow my mind.
After we returned to the hotel room, I went in the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I came out, Dad and Greg were on the bed naked and stroking each other’s cocks. “Surprise!” Dad exclaimed. “You’re about to be indoctrinated into a family ritual that stretches back generations.” I stood there dumbfounded as Dad clarified, “We’re gonna FUCK.”
My cock got rock hard as my dad explained that the guys in his family have always believed that men should be able to rely on other men for gratification. “In times of war, or when you’re not getting pussy, or if you just need to get off — a fellow man can be there for you, just as you should be there for him.” I nodded solemnly as Dad continued, “So tonight, you’re going to watch your brother fuck me so you can see how it’s done. Now pay close attention, as you’ll get your turn after Greg.”
For the next hour I watched carefully as Greg fucked Dad. At each step, they walked me through the art of fucking. They taught me about rhythm, pressure, depth, and various techniques to give each other pleasure. Finally, I watched my brother as his pace quickened and he dumped his load in Dad’s hole.
As soon as Greg pulled out, I wasted no time in getting my cock inside Dad. “Christ, your cock is big for a boy your age,” Dad exclaimed as I worked my way inside him. “I didn’t hit my full 8 inches until I was almost 21,” Dad shared. “I bet you’ll top out at 9 or more inches at this rate.” I nodded as I began to pick up the pace. “Now slow down, son. You don’t want to nut too fast. Bottoms don’t like a top who pops quickly. Slow and steady wins the race.”
For the next ten minutes, I tried diligently to hold back my load. Dad’s tight hole felt incredible. It was much tighter than pussy, and his hole employed fluctuating pressure at times — almost like he was massaging my dick, which I’d never experienced when I fucked pussy.
Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer. Dad and Greg cheered me on as I dumped a huge load up Dad’s ass. As I pulled out, my load and what was left of Greg’s load spilled out of Dad’s gaping hole.
“Did you like that, son?” asked Dad as I collapsed into a sweaty mess on the bed next to him and Greg. “Yes, it was awesome!” I exclaimed. “But I’ve only learned one part of fucking — being a top. Are you going to teach me to be a bottom, too?” I was eager to learn and embrace both sides of fucking.
Dad and Greg smiled and gave each other a knowing look. Greg then spoke up, “You’ll learn all about bottoming tomorrow night. Dad and I are gonna tag-team your ass. We’re also gonna teach you about something called ‘DP,’ which means double penetration.” My eyes grew wide in fear. “Don’t worry,” Dad assured me. “You’re gonna love DP, son. I sure as fuck do!”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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