My Son Jac. Taing Care.

Author's note: Part 24 is told from Jack's perspective.

All characters are over 18

After our 'punishment', Dad and Danny snuck off to the kitchen. I went over and snuggled up with Kyle.

"You smell of Danny." I said as I kissed him. He said that I smelled of Dad. It was kind of funny that through us they were almost kissing by proxy.

Our 'fathers' came out of the kitchen each carrying a champagne flute in either hand. They each handed one to us and Dad made a toast.

"To our family. To my fiancé and soon to be husband, Danny. To my wonderful son Jack, who I've come to love in ways I never though possible. Finally, to Kyle. Our son, our brother, our lover, and our inspiration.

We all raised our glasses and drank. Kyle pounded his drink and rushed over grabbing Dad and Danny in a huge embrace. He was emotional again.

Dad and Danny lifted his chin and took turns kissing him and telling him that they loved him. I pulled him to me and held him, rocking back and forth. I told our 'dads' that I was going to take Kyle and get us both cleaned up.

I led Kyle to the shower and stepped inside with him. We cleaned ourselves up, thoroughly. We toweled off and I led him to the bed.

"Come here you big softie." I said and pulled him down on top of me. "How are you doing, babe?" I brushed his hair out of his eyes and smiled at him.

"I'm the happiest I've been in my entire life, but I can't stop crying." He sniffed. I kissed him again.

"It's ok to cry. We're your family and we love you." I told him softly. "By the way, you're probably going to regret pounding that champagne."

"I think I already am. I'm going to lie down for a bit." He yawned. I tucked him into our bed and kissed him before throwing on some boxers and heading back to the living room.

Dad and Danny had brought the bottle out and had refilled their glasses. They offered me a second but I shook my head indicating that I was all set. I appreciated that they were cool with me drinking in the apartment but I didn't want to abuse their trust.

"How's our boy?" Dad asked. I told him that Kyle was taking a nap. He was prone to getting overwhelmed because he wasn't used to being with people who cared about him. He was getting better though.

My 'dads' scooted apart and patted the space they made between them for me to sit between. I went over and snuggled in with them. They hadn't showered yet, but I didn't mind one bit. I thought they smelled of sex, sweat, and cum and I loved it.

We sat quietly and enjoyed each other's touch. I laid my head back against the sofa and let them rub their hands over my body. I loved the feeling of being savored by these two wonderful men. It didn't take much and I was ready to go again.

I took off my boxers to join my already naked dads. I turned to face Danny and rested my back against my dad. He spread my legs and took hold of my cock, while Dad wrapped his arm around me.

Danny looked me in the eyes. "How does that feel, son?" He asked me. I responded "really good, Daddy. I like when you touch me." Dad started kissing my neck from behind.

I leaned my head back so that he could kiss me. Our mouths met. We kissed lovingly and I felt Danny's mouth on my cock. I moaned into Dad's mouth as Danny worked me slowly.

The symbolism of this act wasn't lost on me. My biological father was sharing his son, physically, with his husband-to-be, with my soon-to-be step dad. I was also sharing of myself as a conduit for their love.

Danny released me from his mouth and moved lower. He started to lick around my hole and penetrate me with his tongue. My Dad reached down and stroked me slowly as we continued to kiss.

Being shared by them like this was an amazing feeling. They were focused on pleasing me. I wanted to please them also, and I would soon. Danny was readying me, getting me wet and relaxed. Dad had fucked me earlier, now it was Danny's turn and I wanted him inside me.

Dad wrapped his other hand around my throat and gently squeezed while he stroked me. Danny had got me wet and relaxed. He lubed me up and slowly slide his hard cock inside me. I moaned loudly when I felt him fill me completely, the sound muffled against my father's mouth.

I gave myself to my two dads. I wanted them to use me. Dad stopped kissing me to ask if I was ok.

"Oh, yeah. Daddy feels so good inside me. I want you both to use me." I moaned. Danny pulled out of me slowly and I rolled myself over. I took my father's cock in my mouth and presented my ass to Danny.

Danny pressed into me once again and we moved in unison, his thrusts matching my bobbing on my father's cock. We moved positions so that they were both on their knees. Then they were both using my holes, Dad fucking my mouth and Danny fucking my hole.

"That's it Jackie! Take the cocks of both of your daddies!" Dad moaned as he fucked my throat. I moaned in pleasure. The feeling of being filled from both sides was amazing. My father was leaking a lot of precum. I could feel it lubricating my throat.

My own cock was leaking a lot. I wanted to bring myself to completion but their needs came first. I wanted to feel their juice filling me.

I soon got my wish. Danny's thrust sped up and soon he thrust inside me and I could feel his warm juice shooting in my ass as he moaned loudly. Dad was next.

Watching his fiancé fill his son's hole proved too much and soon I felt his juice shooting down my throat, forcing me to swallow all of it. Once they had both climaxed, they pulled out and rolled me over. They both went down on me sharing me with their mouths.

The sensation of both of their mouths brought me to orgasm quickly. I shot over my chest and stomach. My dads licked it up together before slouching beside me again and cuddling up all together.

"Hmmm." All I could do was give a small noise of satisfaction before Kyle emerged from the bedroom. He was still a little woozy from champagne and sleep. He half walked, half staggered over and lay across the three of us, spreading himself across our laps.

"I missed it!" He whined. "You should have woken me up."

I lightly slapped his tummy. "I'll take care of you later, you little pig. Besides you needed to rest after pounding down your champagne." I scolded him.

"I'd much rather that Kyle learns his lesson here at home." Danny added. "How do you feel now buddy?"

"My head hurts!" Kyle complained again. Danny extricated himself from under Kyle and brought him some aspirin and a glass of water. He had strategically stolen Danny's seat, so Danny pulled Dad up and they sat together on the loveseat.

Kyle laid his head in my lap and I stroked his hair. Dad put a movie on for us while he and Danny went to make some food. Kyle fell asleep in my lap, predictably, so I turned the volume down. I didn't want to wake him.

After an hour or so, Danny and Dad set the table and put the food out. I tried to get up without waking Kyle up, but it didn't work. It was just as well because he probably needed to eat.

Danny opened a bottle of wine and left it to us to decide if we wanted to partake. He presented a wonderfully roasted chicken with sides as our dinner, and paired it with a white wine. It smelled and looked amazing. I've certainly eaten better since Dad and Danny have been together.

Kyle practically inhaled his dinner. He must have felt better because he poured a little wine for himself. He said it was important for him to understand wine pairings for his culinary studies. We all gave him a look that said that it was a nice try but we didn't believe him.

"Danny, I've been thinking about moving ahead with a project for that spare room. Can I get a budget?" Kyle asked boldly.

"Do I get to know what your plans are?" Danny asked. Kyle said that would ruin the surprise but he assured us all that we would love it. They negotiated back and forth before agreeing on a budget. It was smaller than Kyle wanted but Danny said that if they all like it, they could add more later on.

I was curious to know what his plans were and made a mental note to extract the information from my boyfriend, by whatever means were necessary. In fact, I think that I had the perfect plan. We finished eating and cleaning up and the four of us watched some TV for a while.

At around 10pm, we all decided it was time for bed. The dads had work tomorrow and Kyle and I were starting our classes. Kyle and I showered together again and snuggled up in bed.

I kissed my boyfriend and told him that I loved him. He did the same in return before escalating our kissing. Here's where I decided to use my leverage. I stopped kissing him, said goodnight, and rolled over with my back to him.

"Hey! What gives?" He asked me. I rolled over and looked him in the eyes.

"So, we're keeping secrets from each other now?" I said incredulously. "Are you going to tell me about your secret plans for the spare room?"

"Come on, Jack, don't be like that. I want it to be a surprise, for everyone!" He looked a little sad now that I was forcing him to divulge the secret.

I couldn't stand letting him down, so I caved. "Ok, you can keep your secret, you big stud." I kissed him again. "Why can't I ever say no to you?"

"Because I'm handsome and charming?" He mock asked in return, then got a pensive look. He thought for a moment and then said "You know, I could use your help for the project."

"Oh?" I asked curiously. "Does that mean you're going to tell me?" Kyle nodded excitedly.

"Yes, definitely. It's going to be so amazing. Now that you're onboard, we're going to have so much fun!" He practically squealed.

"Well?" My curiosity was piqued now.

He smiled wickedly at me. "We're going to build a sex room!"

To be continued.