Cruising & Coc - I'm Addicted

CRUISING & COCK - I'M ADDICTED - Pt. 24

A brief resume if you haven't read the previous parts of this story.

My names Sam, I'm twenty two years old, short, muscular and addicted to cruising and cock. I love sucking cock, I love getting fucked by cock, I love spunk and piss and had, at last, realised that I was gay.

If you're confused, please have a read of the previous chapters.

To earn some extra money dad and I had started doing porn shoots together and dad had fucked me, and I'd sucked him off both on a porn shoot and when we were at home together. Dad had been offered a job at the porn studio producing porn films and he leapt at the new opportunity chucking in his old job as it was more money and certainly more fun.

I'd met a lad like me called Charlie, he was the boss of the porn studios son, and we were now seeing each other and certainly fucking together, he'd even called me his boyfriend and I guess we were.

I'd bought a new car that weekend, had a falling out with the car salesman who had become aggressive at the rugby match that we were both playing in later that day and I was now sporting the bruises and injuries to prove it.

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Just so you're aware the term "son or boy" means that the character is over eighteen years of age, and this story does contain GAY INCEST.

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It was Thursday, day to pick up my new, well second hand, car. I finished work at about four o'clock and drove home, had a shower, picked up all the papers that I needed, good old dad had left them out on the kitchen table for me as paperwork was not my strong point, and I carefully, didn't want to smash up my old car before I traded it in, drove to the garage and my new car was waiting for me on the forecourt. The manager came out with the keys to the new car and after a bit of a chat I put the gear from my old car into the new car, it was my gym kit, rugby kit and my cruising kit, hadn't used that for a long time and I'd forgotten it was even still there, of course I should have cleared the car out and left it all at home, but I wasn't that organised. In the showrooms we completed all the paperwork, I looked around for the salesman that I'd had a falling out with and been on the receiving end of him at the rugby game but, luckily, I couldn't see him. By the time I came out with the keys in my hand my old car had disappeared, guess they didn't want the old banger parked out front for too long.

The manager offered to show me all the controls etc but said it was probably easier if I read the handbook and found out myself, I agreed, I just wanted to drive my new car. Before I drove away he did say, "Give my regards to Charlie when you see him," strange I thought, I thought Charlie was just a customer.

I was used to driving my works van and my old car so the new car felt strange, smooth and powerful, well for me it was, didn't stall and could pull away from traffic lights without shuddering, I could even hear the music on the entertainment system and I'm sure I'd get the hang of the sat nav eventually, and to think that I'd paid for this car by selling my cock and arse. Luckily I knew where I was driving to, I was going to Charlies.

I parked up on the drive right next to Charlies car, well truck, well jeep or whatever they called it. I walked round to the back door and rang the bell and heard a shout back saying, "Come in," so I did. Charlie had obviously just had a shower; he stood there with just a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair was still wet. He kept his black hair smartly cut and even wet it looked styled whereas whatever I did with my hair my dirty blond hair looked messy. I walked up to him, there was the awkward moment about kissing but he yanked me towards him, and we kissed hard and deep, I couldn't resist it and grabbed his cock through the towel. It always made me smile that when I first met Charlie out cruising I thought that he was a chav dressed in a singlet, work shorts and dirty work boots showing off his tattoo sleeves on his arms and legs but in his "real" life he was an accountant of his family firm and kept his tattoos covered up in his day job underneath his smart shirts, trousers, jackets and suits.

Charlie pushed me away with a big grin on his face he said, "Down boy, you're a randy little fucker, things to do so I'm going to get dressed," and he turned to walk out of the kitchen but I still had hold of his towel so that was pulled off. Charlie just gave me the finger and I was treated to the sight of his firm muscled arse, I needed to fuck Charlie again soon.

Charlie was right, I was a randy fucker, even after shooting the biggest load I think that I've ever shot when the doctor used the Estim equipment on me I managed to shoot another load of spunk, admittedly not as much with the electro stimulation, when dad and I got home. Dad ordered a takeaway, and I went to shower to wash all the spunk off of me, dad walked into the bathroom and stripped off and pissed in front of me, a long hard stream, neither dad or I had any problem being naked or pissing in front of each other. After dad had finished a horse style piss he said, "Let your dad clean you up Sam," and he soaped my back and then my front as I turned around, my cock went from soft to semi hard in a few seconds, dad smiled. "Better wash your cock Sam," dad told me and wanked my cock till it was fully hard, sliding my foreskin all the way back and soaping my cockhead and piss slit, "got to wash under your foreskin Sam just like a taught you," The washing involved a lot of pulling my foreskin all the way back and then all the way forward, so I was soon rock hard and dripping precum mixed with shower gel and water.

"Turn around Sam, bend over so I can wash your arse for you," dad told me and, of course, as a good son I did as I was told, turning round, bending over for my dad and I felt a soapy finger push through my arse pucker and I pushed back on it, dad laughed saying, "You want more Sam?" but he didn't wait for an answer and pulled his finger out of my arse and replaced it with three fingers stretching my hole open. "You're still tight son, amazing after all that cock you had earlier, don't want you too loose or that arse won't make any money," dad told me and fucked my hole with his fingers opening them up for major stretching of my pucker, he found my prostate perfectly, my cock jerked and leaked even more. I groaned and I heard dad say, "You close son, you want to cum for your dad?"

I moaned again, dad pulled his fingers out of my arsehole, and I turned around my hard cock jerking up and down, "you are close aren't you Sam, wank off for me, shoot your cum over my cock," dad said, his cock was hard, skinned back and he stood in front of me, it didn't take me long to feel that familiar feeling of my balls tightening and my spunk rising.

"Going to shoot dad," I managed to grunt as my piss slit opened up and I shot thick wads of my cum aiming them at dads cock, letting my hot cum coat his hard cock, I missed with one shot and coated his pubes above his cock shaft with cum. I managed about four shots of cum before I grunted saying, "No more dad, I'm empty."

"Good lad, not bad, clean me up," dad told me, I climbed out of the shower and dropped to my knees using my tongue to lick dads cock and balls tasting my salty spunk, slurping up my own cum before takings dads cock into my mouth, dad sighed saying, "Going to feed my boy," and face fucked me hard, I kept my mouth open as he pushed his cock down my throat, fucked my throat with a few strokes before pulling right out and letting me catch my breath. Just to help my older dad out I found his arsehole with my finger and rubbed his pucker gently, dad snorted and fucked my mouth harder and faster before I heard him moan, he grabbed hold of my head forcing me onto his cock and fed me his cum, firing his spunk down my throat, I swallowed feeling the salty cum run down my throat. With each grunt from dad, I received another shot of cum and when he was done shooting dad slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth and I did my best to suck and lick all of his cum from and off his cock.

I looked up at my dad, he was breathing hard and said, "Not bad for an old man."

"Cheeky little fucker," dad laughed. The doorbell rang, "that must be the food," he picked up a towel and wrapped it around his waist, his semi hard cock bulge was obvious through the towel, so the delivery person was going to get an eyeful. "Come on Sam, finish your shower, time to eat," dad told me, "If you've still got room after I've fed you?" I've always got room for food.

Back to Charlie and the new car.

Charlie appeared dressed, "got a present for you," he said holding out a small, wrapped package. This could be embarrassing as knowing Charlie it would be an expensive gift, this was the first thing that he'd given me, well apart from his cock and a hard fucking, I hadn't given him anything, what do you give a man that has everything? "Go on Sam, unwrap it," he told me.

I ripped the wrapping off and held up the present, it was a car air freshener, Charlie laughed saying, "It's for your new car, your old car smelt of sweaty gym gear and damp rugby kit."

"Oh, ha ha" I said, "you only went in my car twice."

"Do you blame me? Come on, take me out for a drive in your new car, we can stop off for food somewhere later," Charlie said, "don't worry we won't eat it in your new car," he must have seen the look of horror on my face.

I drove through the town then swung out on the duel carriage way to pick up the motorway and soon I was cruising along at seventy mph, that might not seem much, but my works van was limited to fifty-six mph and my old car could just about manage sixty mph on a good day with the wind behind it, this car was a pleasure to drive. Charlie was fiddling with the built in sat nav and soon had his house, my house and the porn studio entered into it, I didn't like to tell him I knew this area well so knew where these places were. I turned off the motorway to cut across country heading back towards Charlies house and about halfway there Charlie said, "You'll have to stop Sam, I need a piss."

"Can't you wait till you get home?" I asked.

"No way, you'll have to stop, or I'll piss on your car seat, just pull off up here and let me piss," Charlie demanded.

It suddenly clicked with me, we were approaching the cruising site, and this was where Charlie wanted me to stop, "you want to stop here Charlie?" I asked him.

He had a big grin on his face, "well I thought that it might be romantic, its where we first met," Charlie laughed, "but only if your OK with it?"

I was and indicated and drove off the main road and into the car park, I reversed into the spot that I'd always used, the tradies van wasn't there at least. "I need a piss," Charlie said and almost jumped out of the car, I decided to join him, we both dropped out trackie bottoms and pulled our boxer briefs down, the problem with wearing boxer briefs meant that you had to fish up the leg of the pants to get your cock out so it was easier just to pull them down to your knees and let your cock hang out so and we stood next to each other with our bare arses on show and cocks in our hands letting go of our load of piss, it was a pissing bromance that a few months ago I couldn't have done as I was piss shy, but Charlie had trained me to piss in front of him. Charlie looked at me, shook the drips of piss off of his cock and asked, "Shall we?"

I knew what he meant, smiled and answered, "Well it would be rude not to now we're here Charlie," and we pulled out pants and sweats up and shuffled back to the car, we both stripped off, it was a warm moonlit evening, down to our boxer briefs and trainers, well if you've got it you might as well show it off, we both looked good, we both looked fit. I found the cruising kit, knew it was a good idea leaving it in the car, and found a load of lube sachets and slipped them down the side of my briefs, Charlie and I stood in front of the car leaning on the bonnet and watched the cars drive past, the drivers and their passengers all got a good look at what we were offering.

Charlie spluttered out, "I can't believe I'm doing this," I was going to remind him that the first time I met him he walked across from the carpark to the woods stark bollock naked with his cock and arse on show. A car slowed down as it drove past, there was only the driver in the car, and then drove off and parked up facing us. The interior light came on and then was turned off, then on again and then off again before the car door opened and a man got out. He opened the rear door of his car and pulled out a blanket and walked across and into the woods, I don't think that he was going for a picnic with the blanket, he didn't look back, perhaps he was confident that we'd both follow so we did. He was average height, wearing a tight white tee-shirt that showed off his developed build, guess he was early thirties, and I really couldn't see any more in the half-light. He seemed to know where he was going and walked through the woods to a small clearing that had a picnic table and bench in, I'd been used over the bench and table before a few times.

The clearing was lit by the moonlight, he stood with his back to us, he knew we were there and pulled off his tee-shirt to show off his upper body, hard big and muscled. He pulled a small bottle of lube out of his back pocket and put it on the table before undoing his jeans and shrugging them down till they were around his ankles, he kicked off one of his trainers and stepped out of one of the legs of his jeans so he could spread his legs wide. In the moonlight all he had on was a pair of tight white briefs that hugged his muscled arse cheeks, he threw the blanket onto the bench and then bent over the table and spread his muscled legs wide, didn't take too much brain power to work out what he wanted, he wanted fucking.

I looked at Charlie, he smiled, kissed me and whispered, "You OK with this," he could tell I was from the huge grin that spread across my face that I was more than OK with it. I stood one side of the tighty whitey covered arse and Charlie stood the other, the man flinched slightly when we both put a hand on his arse cheeks and Charlie said, "You want to get fucked mate?"

There was a grunt from the man and a nod of his head, guess that meant yes. Charlie asked again, "You want both of us to fuck your arse?" another grunt from the man. We grabbed hold of the waistband of his briefs, and we eased them over his muscled arse cheeks and slid them down his legs and he stepped out of them.

"Let's check his hole out Sam," Charlie said and we both squatted down, the man held his arse cheeks open so we could see the target, his arse hole pucker had been waxed and was beautifully hairless, a set of hairless balls were hanging down between his legs, they were big and bulging, I couldn't see his cock as it was hard and laying right up against his abs. As we watched the man flexed his pucker, pushing it out and then contracting it so it pulsed open and closed, Charlie spat on the flexing pucker and then pushed my head between the mans butt cheeks saying, "Go on Sam, eat it out, get it ready for cock," I didn't need telling twice and went straight in to the arsehole, swabbing the ring piece muscles with my tongue before burrowing into the man's hole with the tip of my tongue with caused the man to grunt with pleasure, his hole tasted sweet.

Charlie picked up the bottle of lube and moved me out of the way of the hole, Chalie coated two of his fingers with lube and pushed them through the mans wet pucker and into his arse then handed the bottle of lube to me, I did the same and pushed two of my fingers into the hole at the same time, he had four fingers inside him, he took them easily. We both smiled at each other and used our fingers to pull his fuckhole open, stretching him wide, feeling his ring piece give up the fight and open up, the man just groaned.

"Lube your cock up Sam, you're going in," Charlie said, I looked at him as if to say, "what?" I'd fucked Charlie once before but never fucked any other man's arse, I was usually on the receiving end. Charlie slapped my arse saying, "Get up there Sam."

I lubed my cock up, my cock certainly wasn't huge like some of the cocks I'd had up my arse but it was a decent size and would stretch a hole open, I tapped my cockhead against the mans lubed up pucker, instinctively his pucker relaxed and open and I pushed my cockhead through and into his arse, it felt good, his arse was warm and he used his ring piece to grip my cock. I pushed a few inches of my cock in and just pulled it in and out of his hole so his ring piece had to open and then close as my cock pulled out before it had to open again as I pushed back through it and into his arse again, each time I went a little bit deeper opening him up and seeing how much cock he could take. I fed his hole the last inch of my cock, he took all of it with just a grunt, I stayed still in his hole flexing my cock and he responded by using his arse muscles to squeeze back.

Charlie walked around to the man's head, grabbed his hair and pulled the man's head back telling him to "Open your mouth mate," and as he did Charlie forced his big cockhead in followed by a few inches of his cock shaft, there was a bit of coughing and spluttering but the man took it, I could feel his fuck tube grip my cock and spasm as Charlie pushed more cock into the mans mouth and down his throat. "Lets fuck him Sam," Charlie laughed, Charlie was really getting into the scene and enjoying himself and as he pushed his cock right into the man's mouth I pulled my cock right out of the man's arsehole, he kept his pucker relaxed and open knowing that my cock was going to go back in, as Charlie pulled out of the man's mouth I pushed my cock all the way back into his open hole, hard and up to my balls. The man coughed and took deep breaths now his mouth was empty until Charlie pushed the mans head back down onto his cock so that his mouth was filled with cock again.

We see sawed the man's arsehole and mouth, I was enjoying fucking an arse for a change, maybe I should start topping more rather than always being a bottom? Charlie looked at me and said, "Lets change holes, I want to open his arsehole right up," the man just grunted in agreement I hoped. I gave the arsehole one last hard thrust, pulled out and walked around to the mans head, Charlie wasn't hanging around and with a sigh from the man pushed his big cock head followed by the thick cock shaft straight into the man's open arsehole pucker. I like to think that I'd done all the hard work opening the mans hole up first and now Charlie had an easy ride.

Charlie fucked the man hard; I grabbed hold of the mans head and tilted his head up to get the best angle of attack for face fucking saying, "Here we are mate a bit of fresh cock, bit of arse to mouth for you," and then I saw his face and realised who it was, it was the car salesman, the same man that had injured me at rugby and been sent off.

I shouted at Charlie who was pounding the man's arse hard, "It's him Charlie, the car salesman, the bloke that had a go at me at rugby,"

Charlie stopped mid fuck, "what?" he said.

"It's him, the one that nearly broke my ribs," I said again.

Charlie pulled his cock out of the mans arse, "turn him over," Charlie said and he grabbed hold of the man's hips, I grabbed hold of the man's shoulders, and we flipped him over, he could have put up a bit of a fight, but he didn't, even though he looked a strong fucker, but Charlie and I out powered him.

"Hello lads," the man said with a grin on his face, he knew who we were but the grin on his face changed to a wince and a yell as Charlie grabbed hold of the man's balls and yanked them, hard, "fuck," he shouted. I pushed down on the man's shoulders as he tried to sit up. "Let go of my balls mate, you've had your fun, sorry about the rugby game, let go of me so I can fuck off," he said. I got a good look at him, muscled, probably over worked his chest and arms, he was hairless, some serious waxing going on and despite him being held down and his balls in Charlies grip his cock was hard. Nice cock as well, you never know what a mans packing under his pants when he's at work, it wasn't that long, maybe an average six inches but it was thick, very thick, thicker than Charlies and my cock, it was a thick stubby cut cock that would certainly stretch a cunt or arsehole wide open to its limit.