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  • My son alex and me

    • Alex, my son rang me. The two friends that they'd been going on holiday with had let them down, was I interested in coming along. Alex and his mateTony had rented a flat in the south of France, evidently it slept 4 and was too expensive for them to use alone.

    Alex was just finishing his last year at University and this holiday was meant to have been the final celebration after exams, before starting work. I told him that he didn't want his father along, but Alex insisted it would be cool. After all, I could go off and do my own thing.

    So, a little dubiously, I agreed. I also paid for Alex and Tony's flights from the UK, there was no way that I was travelling by bus. It was proving to be an expensive 2 weeks, I hoped it was worth it.

    We got to the flat in the evening, so there was no time to go to the beach that day. It was in a modern block, not far from the main beach. The flat itself was OK, your usual holiday accommodation. There were 2 rooms, a bedroom and a living room with balcony and sofa bed. This latter was a surprise as Alex had insisted the flat had 2 proper beds. Someone was going to have to rough it, and I didn't think it was going to be me.

    I'd probably better explain that Alex and Tony are both gay, but not a couple. They'd shared a flat whilst at University and were relaxed enough to share a bed. For all I knew, they shared partners as well. Alex and I didn't really talk much about his sex life, or mine for that matter. Though he knew that I was bi and that since parting from his mother, I'd had male lovers. We'd just never really found a way to talk about sex and sexual partners, so it was all done on guess work; goodness knows that Alex assumed about my rather limited sex life.

    We went out for a meal, to my surprise Alex and Tony agreed to eat at a half decent restaurant, no burgers, and we drank wine. In fact, a little to much wine so we all got very relaxed. Alex revealed that for him and Tony the purpose of the holiday was to use the nearby nude beach, it was large and well known, situated some distance from town. When Tony excused himself to go to the toilet, Alex explained further. The beach had a good gay section and it was very 'lively'; Tony had come hoping to get laid as often as possible.

    I asked Alex if he'd come with the same intention; he looked at me, slightly quizzically. I recognised the look, he'd used it since he was child, assessing how much he could get away with. He usually got away with a great deal it must be admitted, Alex had been quite indulged as a child when he visited me.

    "I like an audience. As long as I can do it in public, I'm happy. Especially if there's people watching".

    He looked at me, checking my reaction, but I just grinned.

    "I can sympathise with that. I've done it in public in my time".

    "So, will you be joining us on the beach tomorrow".

    "I expect so, if you don't think having your Dad along will cramp your style."

    "As long as we get to see you in action".

    "Well I can't promise anything."

    I must have been drunk, but to go along for an hour or so couldn't hurt matters. I could then wander off and leave the guys alone.

    I'm not sure whose suggestion it was that we all sleep in the big bed, and forget about using the sofa-bed. It was plenty big enough, true, but I wasn't sure about spending a holiday sharing a bed with Alex and his mate. And I preferred sleeping naked, I'd not brought any sleepwear with me so would have to sleep in my briefs, which I hated.

    Getting ready for bed, everyone was a little nervous despite the alcohol. Tony stripped off to a pair of lurid boxer shorts. Tony is tall and slim with a mop of curly hair and olive coloured skin. His chest was covered with an amazing pelt of dark hair and the top of a furry treasure trail showed from the top of his boxers.

    I started to strip. I'm not bad for my age (39), I try to keep in trim though I'm a little bulkier than I was. I'm just 5ft 9, with brown hair, not much body hair at all so its good that I still have pecs and the remains of a 6-pack to show off.

    Alex is taller than me, blond but his hair is receding already so he keeps it short. He already had a lovely golden coloured tan. He took off his shirt to reveal a full, well developed torso with no hair. I noticed he shaved under his arms. He then dropped his trousers, giving me the naughty boy grin. He was naked underneath, no briefs. His cock was shaved completely and his tan went all over. His substantial cock hung down proudly, the head just appearing from his fore-skin. I'd say that Alex was excited at his new audience.

    I thought what the hell and stripped of my briefs. My cock didn't quite match Alex's but its not bad and I keep my pubes trimmed to show it off to best effect. Tony removed his boxers to reveal a small cock nestling in the most amazing mass of pubes.

    We switched the lights off and went to sleep without further incident. I was in the middle, aware of Tony sleeping on the very edge of the bed on one side and Alex on the other, almost nestling against me.

    I woke up in the middle of the night with a raging hard on and I could feel Alex's cock pressing against my arse. I considered getting up to have a wank in the bathroom, but that would have disturbed Alex and Tony. Then a hand started exploring my arse, worked its way round to my cock and started stroking it gently. I stiffened, then relaxed thinking what the hell. Then another hand appeared, both Alex and Tony were having some fun it appeared.

    Then Alex started to guide his hard cock to my arse, I could feel the head pressing against my hole. I'd seen his cock soft and could feel the size of it hard, I wanted to feel it up my arse. So I relaxed and let him push his cock up my chute. Next I could feel Tony's arse pressing against my cock, a hand guiding it. As if they'd planned it we were all three fucking together. I've done some crazy things in my time but this was the craziest, being fucked by my son and fucking his best mate. Still, no-one was complaining. I went to sleep with Alex's cock still half in my arse, oozing cum.

    Next morning I woke up pretty early and got up, trying not to wake Alex or Tony. I made some coffee and tried to think clearly about last night. I heard the toilet flush and to my surprise Alex came in, naked like me, and with his cock still showing signs of his morning wood. He helped himself to some of the coffee.

    "About last night, it wasn't planned."

    "No, of course not! Then it wasn't a cunning plan to find out what your old Dad was like in the sack".

    "No!", he paused, "but I did hope that I might get to see you in action, see your cock hard. Besides you didn't seem averse to coming along to the beach and seeing us in action."

    "True, and now you've seen and felt it"

    "And you've seen mine! So, what do you think?"

    By now both our cocks were starting to get hard. This was ridiculous, but what the hell.

    "I think the shaved look is very hot."

    He smiled and stroked his cock.

    "You should try it yourself."

    "Well, maybe sometime."

    "So can we do it again?"

    "You seriously want to. With your Dad?"

    "Well you're hot. And fucking your Dad is more so"

    I didn't bother to answer, I knelt down and took his cock into my mouth, swallowing it whole so that I could feel his smooth shaved belly against my face. Then I explored his balls. By this time he'd sat down, legs over the arms of the chair giving my full access to his smooth crack and enticing pink hole. My tongue forced its was as far as it would go into his hole, it smelt of sweat and shit and was utterly enticing. Tony came in at this point, he started to say something and stopped mid-sentence. Soon I was exploring Tony's hairy arse with my tongue whilst Alex thrust his cock into my arse. We all came pretty quickly and went off for a shower. Alex suggested that I shave my pubes but I demurred, but the sight of him shaving his made my cock twitch.

    Alex found us a good place on the beach, resting on one of the dunes. There were plenty of guys around and some girls, most of them naked. Towards the rear of the beach a path went into the woods and most of the guys who wandered over there had to pass us, we had a good view of all the naked bodies.

    We were soon stripped off. Tony didn't bother with sun tan cream. I did just my exposed bits, I wasn't used to sunbathing naked. Alex started to do his arms and legs then turned on his belly and asked me to do his back. Once I'd reached his buttocks he asked me to continue so I massaged the oil into the globes of his arse then explored his crack, inserting my finger into his hole and massaging it. Finally I massaged his substantial balls. He turned over, his cock was hard, pointing proudly upwards. I did his chest and belly then carefully massaged oil into his throbbing cock. After I'd finished he looked at me?

    "Aren't you going to finish what you've started?"

    It was one of my favourite phrases when complaining about his behaviour as a child. I grinned and squatted over his body, lowering myself onto his cock. I'd never fucked quite so publicly before. We acquired quite an audience of guys, stroking their dick and watching. Tony came over, his dick jutting out from the jungle of his pubes. Soon I had my tongue deep in his arse. Alex came noisily. Then proceeded to lick the cum from my arse whilst I fucked Tony.

    We then relaxed for a few hours, getting some sun and watching the guys come and go. One was an American named Joe. He had shoulder length hair, pulled back in a pony tail and a goatee beard, but the rest of his body was shaved smooth. At first he just chatted to us but then admitted that he'd seen the show earlier. I think that he was turned on by the fact that I was Alex's Dad, he kept asking questions about us.

    All the time he talked he was stroking his dick. It was long and thin; slim but of an impressive length when hard. He wanted to fuck all three of us and we were happy to oblige. Joe was untiringly vigorous, fucking each of us hard and coming three times. Both Alex and Tony announced that they were going to go for a wander on their own and I decided to follow suit.

    I wandered into the woods, some guys were wandering around others just stood watching. I spotted Joe, his cock deep in another arse. I saw Alex at one point, just watching, I didn't see him in action. I was about to go back when I noticed Tony in a quiet section, hidden by the thick trees. He was squatting on the ground with two guys watching, a thick turd coming out of his arse. I'd never been into scat, but there was something hot watching Tony shitting out a huge turd. When he'd finished he presented his hairy, shitty arse to one guy who buried is face deep into it. I didn't watch for too long, I was a little worried that Tony would see me. I wasn't sure I wanted him to know I'd witnessed his shit play.

    I met up with Alex back at the flat. Tony didn't appear but Alex seemed quite to expect that, saying that he'd told him not to expect him back as he hoped to get lucky. I went into the shower and was surprised when Alex joined me and started washing my cock and cleaning the cum out of my arse. I did the same for him, taking time to enjoy the smoothness of his shaved skin. We both got hard, but didn't cum. Instead we wandered around the flat with our hard cocks waving about. Alex said how much he'd enjoyed the day and came over and kissed me hard and deep. After a bit I pulled back, a little surprised.

    "Your sure I'm not cramping your style, are you?"

    "Of course not, I love having you around."

    "If I made myself scare tomorrow you'd be able to get off with loads of guys."

    "Dad, I like fucking you. I can't think of anything better. As long as we can fuck on the beach I'm happy."

    "Are you sure?"

    "This is a fantasy come true, I just want to fuck you."

    I looked down at his lovely golden body and his proud, smooth cock. What he described was almost like a relationship, but I didn't care.

    "Sounds pretty much like a relationship to me?"

    "That's what I'd like. Just you and me."

    "Well, we can try. If you're sure?"

    "Of course I'm sure. But there's one thing, we need to shave you."

    I grinned and allowed myself to be led to the bathroom. Alex took his time, dragging out the shaving until it was perfect. It was a bit of shock seeing my cock without any bush, even though I was no stranger to shaving. But it was hot also.

    In bed that night, just with Alex, I reflected. I couldn't wish for anything else, but I was realistic enough to be sure that Alex would soon want to move on. I wasn't sure that our sexual relationship would last much beyond the holiday, but I didn't tell Alex that. I'd give him a chance.

    Tony appeared on the beach next day, grinning from ear to ear, his small cock already hard. After we'd caught up with who and what we'd been doing we caught up on other things. Tony's tongue found its way up Alex's arse and mine found its way up Tony's. His hole tasted strongly of shit, it probably hadn't been cleaned properly since yesterday. I pushed my tongue deeper, amazing myself at how much I enjoyed tasting Tony's shit.

    Tony grinned at my newly shaved state, I think he knew what it meant. Alex suggested Tony try shaving but he just laughed and said no way. Joe came over again, his cock ready for action.

    That afternoon, we all split up again. Alex whispered to me that he was only going to look and I admitted that I was just doing the same. We grinned at each other. The wood was fairly quiet and so I went off to find the clearing where Tony had been the previous day. He was there again, this time with Joe. I was just in time, Tony was squatting over Joe shitting into Joe's mouth. I was amazed and, it must be admitted, rather turned on. I watched for longer as Joe ate Tony's shit and proceeded to bury his tongue deep in Tony's shitty crack. Tony noticed me this time, but merely winked.

    The remainder of the week followed the same pattern, with Tony sometimes absent and sometimes joining us. He only spoke to me once about seeing him in the woods, when he asked if I'd told Alex. I said no and he just smiled and said good. Alex and I got on well, but it was a holiday and we were relaxed. After a week we parted; I went home, back to work and Alex and Tony went hitch hiking for a week or so.

    I got back from work one day to find Alex had come back from hitch-hiking. He was sitting in the garden, naked, drinking a beer. His bag was in my bedroom sitting on my bed. When I appeared he came over and kissed me, long, deep and hard. My cock started to throb. He stripped off my clothes. I was still shaved and I wasn't wearing any underpants. Once back from holiday I'd decided that if Alex could do it then I could and I'd abandoned both my pubes and my briefs. I'd started to get off on the fact that when I went for a piss guys got a better glimpse of my cock and my shaved pubes.

    Alex's cock was soon thrusting in and out of my arse. He paused, leaving his cock deep in my chute.

    "Boy, this is good. I missed you."

    "I missed you too."

    "I wasn't sure. You know, that you'd want to."

    "I wasn't either, but I can't resist that cock of yours."

    Alex grinned and went on thrusting till he came noisily. I then started to explore his crack, he hadn't washed and his arse was sweaty and shitty, I lifted his legs to give me maximum access and went as deep as I could. I came all too quickly. Afterwards we sat drinking another beer.

    "Dad, I was thinking. Could I move in here?"

    "For the rest of the summer?"

    "No, permanent like. Properly move in, sleep with you every night like we did on holiday?"

    I was surprised but pleased,"Sure I won't cramp your style?"

    "Course not. So its OK."

    "Its more than OK. I get that cock of yours as often as I want."

    "I thought you'd see it like that."

    Alex smiled and leaned over me, I took his stiffening cock into my mouth. There'd be a lot more evenings like this to come

    ***

    It took a few weeks for us to settle into a routine. Alex found his new job tough going at first but after a month he began to feel more comfortable and relax a little. I loved having him share my bed and we still fucked a lot. Shaving became part of our routine, keeping our bodies smooth. It was some time before we saw Tony, he'd been seeing a lot of Joe and spending time at Joe's flat in Amsterdam. When he did appear, I barely recognised him. His hair was cropped in a no. 1 and he had a goatee beard. As soon as he got into the house he stripped off. He wore nothing under his jeans, gone were the boxer shorts. His arse, balls and cock had been shaved smooth and his pubes trimmed to show off his cock.

    He explained that Joe preferred it like that. He wasn't living with Joe permanently yet but the two of them met regularly to fuck. It turned out that Joe ran a web site and Tony showed us lots of pictures and videos of him and Joe fucking. Tony spent a few days with us and slept with Alex and I. It was almost like old times, but he soon had to go.

    My cousin Jack's wedding was something of a surprise. I'd not known that he was getting married and I certainly had not expected an invitation. The invitation was to Alex and I, and the whole thing was taking place in France where the bride's family lived. Most of the English contingent would be staying at the hotel where the wedding was taking place. Alex and I discussed it and decided that we'd go if we could manage to find an apartment or a villa nearby, we couldn't face the idea of staying in the hotel with everyone else.

    We were lucky, managing to get a cancellation on a small villa, with a pool, not far from the wedding location. We could have driven, but it was a long way, so decided to go by train instead.

    Now I've always thought of myself as English and Alex was brought up that way. But Jack's branch of the family still regard themselves as Scots and like most expatriates, were more Scottish than anyone living in Scotland. As a result, kilts were de rigeur at the wedding. I did have one (a remnant from my own wedding) which came out on odd moments. A couple of years ago I'd had it altered to fit my slightly expanded waistline. So all we had to do was buy Alex one, not as easy as you think at short notice. But come the day, Alex had his kilt and looked pretty good in it.

    Now, the problem with the kilt is that it is a substantial item, heavy and bulky. The easiest way to travel with one is to wear it. So Alex and I set off, both wearing the kilt, but dressed down with t-shirt and hiking boots (Alex's suggestion, but one that worked well). We took an overnight train, but any chance of some excitement was dampened when we saw our fellow travellers. So instead we kept to ourselves and actually did manage to sleep.

    I won't bore you with the wedding, it was very much like any family wedding, except with a French accent. Our villa was lovely and we enjoyed a midnight swim, the day we arrived and a further swim the following morning before dressing for the wedding. Needless to say we swam naked; the only way.

    Now the advantage of the kilt is that you don't have to wear anything underneath. Needless to say neither Alex nor I were worried about our cocks 'accidentally' going on display. In fact, we'd travelled very light, no underwear at all and no swimwear.

    The wedding started early and after the 'breakfast' at the hotel we were all invited to the bride's parent's place. This was impressive with a huge (I mean huge) garden, complete with a private walled garden and a large wooded area.

    By late afternoon Alex and I were getting a little bored and not a little horny. So we wandered into the wooded area and started to fuck. I bent over and Alex's cock soon made contact with my arse. That's another advantage of the kilt, no undressing needed. Alex was just about to come when we heard voices. I was bent over, my kilt fully lifted up to reveal my naked arse, Alex had his own kilt lifted up to free his cock, everything would be on display to whoever saw us. We were too far gone to stop, so when my cousins Robert and Logan appeared there was little we could do. Robert and Logan were the sons of the groom's elder brother (Malcolm), Robert was around 16 I think and Logan 13 or 14. The elder was a rather handsome redhead, the younger a cheeky blond. I expected them to shout, exclaim or something. Instead they stood watching us with great fascination. Despite or because of the audience, Alex came quickly and easily. But before we could say anything to the boys they ran off.

    Alex was keen to ignore it and return to the party before we were missed, but I was reluctant to leave things without having a word with Robert and Logan. We had a wander round the garden and finally found them in the walled garden, messing around on a large garden bench. They were giggling and Logan was lying across Robert. There were a few other people around, smoking and drinking, but no-one in the garden was paying them much attention. Robert shouted to us and said hi, he seemed happy and made no mention of the incident in the wood. Then Logan shifted and 'accidentally' lifted up his kilt. To reveal that not only was his boy cock rock hard, but that Robert's cock was firmly up Logan's arse. I was amazed, that they should be fucking and that they were doing so in such a public place. I think my reaction must have shown on my face because Robert started to explain.

    "Don't worry Logan and I do this regularly, don't we Logan" Logan nodded. "And seeing you and Alex sort of gave us ideas, didn't it Logan?" "Sure did. I've not had Robert's cock up my arse since yesterday. Dad got us up too early to fuck this morning." I got the distinct impression that Logan liked using such sexual language in front of me and, to tell the truth, it was something of a turn on. "So you two fuck regularly?" "Sure, do you and Alex?" Having asked Robert if he and Logan fucked I felt I had to answer, "Yes we do, though not usually so publicly as this." "Yeah, cool isn't it" Logan added his bit, "Amazing what you can do in a kilt!"

    Robert moved slightly and his cock slipped out of Logan's arse. For his age it was quite substantial, he was going to be a big boy when he'd finished growing. He looked at me speculatively.

    "We could always go to our room"

    I was excited and a little shocked at Robert's suggestion of a four some. I looked over at Alex who had been quiet but who'd been paying a great deal of attention to the little show being put on for us. He nodded his head, so I said OK.

    It turned out that Robert and Logan were sharing a room in the house. Amazingly we got there without much in the way of disturbance. Once in the room Logan stripped off with amazing speed. His young cock was rock hard. He knelt down on the bed and presented his tight arse for me to fuck. I stripped off and slipped my cock into his moist hole. Robert was laid on his back, his legs lifted to display his pink arse and substantial cock, surrounded by a mass of red pubes which stood out alarmingly against his pale white skin. Alex accepted Robert's implicit invitation and was soon fucking him.

    Logan made it clear that he wanted to get fucked by all 3 of us and we all obliged, leaving his arse full of our cum. No matter how often he came, Robert's cock always seemed to be hard. He was delighted when I decided to take advantage of this and sat on his erect cock. He seemed to get a thrill from fucking someone so much older than him and frankly, I found his energetic cock exciting.

    When we returned to the party, we'd been hardly missed. Robert commented to his father that they'd been showing us their latest computer game and Malcolm (their father), simply rolled his eyes and sympathised with us. To my surprised Robert asked Malcolm whether they could stay the night with us in our villa as it had a pool. Malcolm looked quizzically at me, as if to say did we want to lumber ourselves with these two. I thought of Logan's arse and Robert's cock, looked at Alex and then agreed, saying only that it would be better if they came the following day rather than this evening.

    By the time we got back to the villa we were knackered and simply collapsed into bed, not even bothering to shower. Next morning we felt refreshed and started the day with a swim. We'd showered and shaved by the time Robert and Logan arrived, dropped off by their father. They announced that they were staying until tomorrow at least, if that was OK. Malcolm said that he'd possibly drop in tomorrow but that he and his girlfriend were off to the beach.

    The boys were just wearing shorts and as soon as their father had left they both stripped off and jumped into the pool. We followed suit and and soon all four of us were horsing around. Both boys enjoyed being naked and showing of their hard cocks. By lunch-time, Logan had been fucked by all 3 of us and both Alex and Robert had fucked me. In fact the only thing that the guys seemed to stop for was food. Whilst we were eating, Robert was keen to learn more about Alex and I. He seemed disappointed when I admitted that we hadn't been fucking long, I think he'd wanted to hear that we'd been fucking since Alex was a boy.

    Logan then asked about the shaving. Alex said that he found shaved guys sexier and admitted that he wasn't very hairy anyway. I said that I shaved because Alex liked it that way and that it made my dick look better when we fucked in public. That, of course, led to Alex telling them about the holiday. By this time we were all getting excited, Logan suggested fucking again but Alex said that they ought to cool of in the pool. Alex and Logan went off to the pool but Robert stayed behind.

    He said that he'd always hated being a red-head and loathed having bright red pubes. Apart from these, he wasn't particularly hairy yet. He looked carefully and asked what I thought he'd look like if he shaved his pubes. I said that I thought he'd look very sexy. We disappeared off to the bathroom and I had the delight of removing Robert's pubes and shaving his crack. As expected his white skin looked lovely without the hair and his arse was terribly tempting. Still lubricated by the shaving cream I slipped a finger into his tight hole. He exclaimed, his hole was very tight, I massaged it with my finger until he begged me to fuck him. I needed no more invitation and filled his eager hole.

    When we eventually rejoined the other two it was obvious what we'd been doing as Robert's shaved cock was witness to it. And so the day went delightfully on. Come nightfall it was obvious that we couldn't simply put Robert and Logan and the spare bed. It was Logan who enquired why we couldn't all sleep together. The bed Alex and I had been using was a king-size, but it proved to be a bit of a squeeze for the four of us. But the boys enjoyed it and if I'm truthful, I did too though I wouldn't want to do it every day.

    Next morning we'd all had a swim and a fuck by the time Malcolm arrived. The boys had dragged out some shorts and when Malcolm entered the villa we were all decently clothed. I'd expected him to bring his girlfriend, whom we'd met rather briefly at the wedding. But Malcolm excused her, saying she was tired. The boys seemed to welcome this and I got the impression that they didn't like Malcolm's girlfriend very much.

    Their father safely arrived, the boys went off to play by the pool. Malcolm had brought an amazingly small pair of swimming trunks to wear.

    "I thought I might take a swim myself, I imagine that Logan's already in the pool." "Do you wear those on the beach?" Malcolm was a big guy and I goggled at the thought of him wearing these to the beach.

    He grinned, "Of course".

    I was just about to suggest that he keep his shorts on when I saw in the distance that Logan had dispensed with his shorts whilst swimming in the pool. Now or never I thought. Malcolm was my age but I didn't know him very well and wasn't sure how he'd react. Still, here goes I thought.

    "We haven't actually been wearing anything when swimming. I imagine that Logan's already stripped off." "He does seem rather come adrift from his clothes. All of you have been stripping off you say?"

    I nodded. Malcolm smiled and shrugged, "Well, I guess its no different from the nudist beach. And its not as if they haven't seen me naked".

    He quickly stripped off, revealing a bulky body covered with a fine array of dark hair, over his chest, his belly and even his arse. A substantial uncut cock hung from a thatch of dark pubic hair. I slipped off my shorts. Alex came out of the kitchen carrying some beers, he looked amazed to see us naked but simply winked at me. He gave Malcolm and me a beer and dropped his own shorts.

    Once outside we lay down, Malcolm lay on his stomach displaying his impressive back and a pair of well shaped buttocks. I knew it was unlikely, but I'd love to get my tongue into that well shaped crack. Robert and Logan were messing around in the pool and, for the moment, unaware that their father was naked.

    "So, what's with the shaving?" I gave him the simplest explanation, "Alex likes it." Malcolm raised his eyebrows, "You mean you and he..." I nodded and Malcolm gave a wicked grin, "There's nothing like keeping it in the family. I wished I'd thought of that." "I thought you were straight. And what about your girlfriend?" Malcolm looked rueful, "She's dumped me. The boys will be pleased. And to answer your other question, I've been known to play for the other team when needs must."

    This interesting conversation was interrupted by the appearance of Robert and Logan. They'd noticed their father was naked. There followed an interesting moment when they got a good look at Malcolm's cock and ribbed him about enjoying showing off. I gathered it was an old argument, even if they'd never had it naked before.

    Eventually Alex took Robert and Logan off to the pool and Malcolm and I resumed our conversation. Except that Malcolm looked a little preoccupied.

    "Robert?" "Hmm?" "He's shaved as well.." I waited, aware that I'd stepped into a minefield. Finally I realised I had to say something, "Robert and Logan and Alex and me."

    Malcolm's eyebrows raised again, but a smile played on his lips, "So that's where the four of you went yesterday at the wedding." I nodded. "Hmm. I imagine that it wasn't the first time for my sons."

    I nodded again, aware that Malcolm hadn't been as unaware as I had imagined. "In that case, I'd better go and check on them".

    He stood up and walked over towards the pool, his cock looking suspiciously excited. Alex looked over at me at we both smiled, both suppressing a desire to laugh.

    Robert and Logan came out of the pool to greet their father. They started wrestling and inevitably wrestling turned into something more. Malcolm fucked both of them, starting and finishing with Logan's ever eager arse. Alex and I just watched, keeping well away. But when Malcolm had finished all three came over, wearing shit-eating grins. There were more beers for Malcolm, Alex and me, with cokes for Robert and Logan.

    Despite the sex, Robert and Logan were a little more subdued in their father's presence than the previous day. But we managed to spend the remainder of the day in a mixture of messing about in the pool, sunbathing and sex. After a little time, Robert lost his inhibitions and let himself be fucked by Alex and I with his father watching. Logan, of course, had no such inhibitions and ended up being fucked by all of us in turn. I never did get to explore Malcolm's well defined body, but I hoped that it might happen another time.

    Malcolm took Robert and Logan back with him that evening. As they were leaving, Logan was pressing Malcolm to allow them all to sleep together. Malcolm was saying that it wasn't possible as they were staying in someone else's house, but I got the impression that he was losing the argument.

    They flew back to the UK early the next day so we never saw them again, but we had agreed that we had to get together again soon. Alex and I spent a pleasant few days in the villa, mixing sun, bathing, sex and some rather good food. The restaurants locally seemed to accept us as a couple, despite the difference in age, which was reassuring.

    We left a day early, despite losing a night's lodging on the villa, because I wanted to take Alex to the town where his mother's family had come from. Alex's mother, Francine, had been brought up in England but her family had been from France.

    We took a daytime train this time. It was remarkably quiet. We sat in a carriage all on our own. Finally the inspector arrived, he spoke quite good English and spent some time talking to us. He was curious about our kilts, and hinted that he wondered what was under them. The inspector was a slim, dark haired guy with a luxuriant moustache and rather attractive, twinkling eyes. The seats were like benches Alex and I had sat opposite each other, and Alex was sitting full length along the bench with his back against the side of the carriage. He had lifted his knees and his kilt had fallen back a little. I realised that he was giving the inspector a fine view of what Alex had underneath his kilt.

    The inspector looked about him, realising that there was no-one else in the carriage. He then started stroking his own cock through his trousers. Alex pulled his kilt back further, giving a good view of his erect cock. As I lifted my kilt to let my cock go free, Alex went even further and unfastened his kilt, allowing it to spread on the seat. The inspector's eyes lit up as Alex lifted his legs to reveal his arse. Nervously the inspector unzipped his trousers to reveal a neat, uncut cock.

    The inspector looked as if he couldn't quite believe what was happening, but then again neither could I. As he fucked Alex I stroked my own cock and enjoyed watching them. After he had cum, he hurriedly zipped up and thanked us before disappearing. But, for the last few minutes we'd had a couple of observers. Stood at the entrance of the carriage, were a pair of school boys of about 16 or 17 years of age. They seemed entranced, watching me stroke my cock and the inspector fuck Alex.

    When the inspector disappeared towards the other end of the carriage, the school boys came nervously forward. Alex and I grinned at them and we both stroked our cocks. Soon we were presented with a pair of eager young cocks. Following Alex's lead I had unfastened my kilt so that we were both naked from the waist down. Both schoolboys were slim and dark haired, with eager smiles. They also liked showing off; before we knew it they had dropped their trousers and boxer shorts to reveal trim buttocks, neat pubes and hard cocks.

    I have have more sophisticated fucks before, never one so enthusiastic and eager. Neither boy spoke much English so we half conversed in French and English. They swapped over more than once, keen to experience both of our arses. Just as they were finishing there was noise at the far end of the carriage. This time it was a trio of guys in uniform. The schoolboys seemed unphased and finished up deliberately. They thanked us in bad English and slipped away.

    There were three French soldiers, presented with a pair of naked English arses. They didn't hesitate. The first was blond, smooth skinned. He unfastened his trousers and slipped his briefs down to reveal a neat cock and a trim blond bush. He thrust his cock into Alex's hole. The second was the older one, tall, thickset and dark. He walked towards my face, dropped his trousers and briefs and thrust his firm, hairy arse into my face - I wasn't complaining. Finally the third guy gave my arse a working over with his impressive cock. He wasn't much to look at, but his cock was impressive.

    They changed places a few times and each time they did so they lost a few more clothes so that we all ended up naked and covered in cum. I thought that we might be in for another round, but suddenly one of the soldiers exclaimed and they dressed quickly. The older one apologised and said that they were due to leave at the next station. When he spoke the name of the station, I realised that we were due to leave at the same place. The three soldiers smirked at us and even helped us to assemble our luggage.

    In my poor French I told them where we were staying and they said that it was a short walk from where they were camped. This seemed to please them and as we parted, we were promised a visit that evening from a group of soldiers.


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