Saturday – Dinner time
Mary looked at her two men. Tim, her husband, and Mike, her son were lounging on the deck and had asked about dinner.
"Hey," Tim said, "why don't we order a pizza?"
Mary looked at him and then asked, "From our usual place?"
Tim nodded.
"You guys have a 'regular' pizza place?" Mike asked.
His dad looked at him, smiled and then replied, "Yes, we do and we even have a regular delivery person if he is working. But before we can order, mom has to go and get ready." He looked over at Mary, "I think Mike would like to see you in your 'pizza' outfit," he said.
Mary smiled at both of them and then nodded. "Okay, I will go get ready while you guys first fix me a drink, Mike if you would like a beer I think that would be okay, and then after the drink, decide what we are going to have on the pizza. Remember I like mushrooms!" With that, she stood, walked so she was standing in front of her husband, turned her back to him and said, "Kiss my ass!"
Tim almost giggled but leaned forward, as ordered, and kissed both cheeks of his wife's ass. Then, as she pulled her ass cheeks apart, he licked the crack of her ass – tasting her and his son at the same time.
Mary looked at Mike, "Get up young man, I need another ass kisser," she chuckled.
Mike moved from the floor to the chair previously occupied by his mother. He sat down as she stood in front of him, faced away and then bent over so that her fingers were touching the floor. Mike put his hands on her ass cheeks, pulled them as far apart as he could and then licked her ass crack. He tasted her and himself and found that his cock was already stirring. He moved his head down a little and tried to force the tip of his tongue into his mom's asshole. She stayed still and he fucked her ass with the tip of his tongue for a few seconds. Then she straightened, turned and kissed him, and left the room to get ready for the pizza man.
His dad got up, "You want a beer, son?"
Mike nodded and his dad went into the kitchen. Mike was sitting there wondering what the heck was his mom's pizza outfit. After several minutes, his dad returned, handed a cold bottle of Bass Ale, placed a drink for Mary on the table and then sat down with his own drink.
"Mike," his dad started, "your mom and I were talking earlier. We want to make sure you are comfortable with what is going on. We don't want you to feel forced or pressured into doing anything you don't want to do. Are you?"
"Dad, before this morning I was, basically a virgin. I had gotten a hand job from one girl, another sucked on me but didn't let me cum in her mouth, and I fucked a girl at school. We were both drunk and I don't remember much about it except that trying to get a rubber on your dick when you are drunk is a lot harder than you might imagine. Since this morning, I have fucked mom's pussy and ass, she and you have both sucked on my cock, I have found out that her dad was fucking her, and that you guys like pictures. To be honest, it is a lot in a short time but I am enjoying every single moment and act and I damn sure don't want to stop now. Mom talked to me a little bit ago about the same thing and I gave her the same response. So, to state it clearly, I am comfortable with what is happening and I want more and more and more. Does that answer your question?"
Tim smiled at his son and nodded. "As far as you wanting more and more, you might want to know that your mom wants to be your sex toy and slut. She told me that she would let you do anything you wanted, whenever you wanted and, in most cases, wherever you wanted. I am of the same mind. I know some guys have a problem with bi sex, but, if you look at sex with the attitude that it is for pleasure, it opens all kinds of possibilities. We know you have been exploring on the net and have looked at some interesting pictures and that you would probably like to try some of the things you saw. I am here to tell you, whatever you can think of – within certain limits – is going to be fine with your mom and I. Now, I have another question for you."
"Shoot dad," Mike said.
"How would you feel about inviting your grandparents to spend next weekend with us?"
"That would be fine with me, I haven't seen them in a few months anyway," was his reply.
Neither said anything for a second and then both of them started to speak at once.
"Dad….."
"Mike…."
Mike looked at his dad and said "Go ahead, your first."
"Well, you know that Fred has fucked your mom for quite a few years, right?"
Mike nodded.
"You also have to know that Fred and I have been sexually involved since shortly after your mom and I got married. You also need to know that Ellen likes to watch. She doesn't participate or even get naked, but she seems to really enjoy watching others having sex. Would you be comfortable in that kind of a setting?"
"Well, I am not sure I am an exhibitionist," he chuckled, "but I am sitting here naked in front of you and mom and I am comfortable with that. Yeah, dad, I think I would be okay with it. I do know that I want to try it."
"Cool," his dad said, "I will give them a call and extend the invitation. While I am talking with them, would you like to try something?"
Mike nodded his head, "Sure, what?"
"Suck my dick," was his dad's reply.
Mike grinned at him, "Sure, that would be interesting. Will you tell them what I am doing?"
His dad smiled and nodded his head. He got up, his cock wagging back and forth as he walked over to the chair near the phone. He motioned for Mike to kneel in front of him. Mike did and then reached up to fondle his dad's cock. He liked the feel and weight of it. As he was touching it, it was already starting to harden in his hand. Tim dialed Fred and Helen's number and set the phone up on the speaker so Mike could here both ends of the conversation. When the phone started to ring, Tim put his hand on the back of Mike's head and pulled him forward, clearly indicating he wanted Mike to suck on him while he was talking. Mike opened his mouth, took the head of Tim's cock and held it with his lips while he fondled his dad's balls.
"Hello?" Mike heard his grandma ask.
"Helen, its Tim. How are you doing? Everything going along okay?"
"Yes," she replied, "it is, how are things with you all?"
"Good, we are doing really good. We were wondering if you all would like to come and spend next weekend with us."
"I think we can, let me put Fred on the other line." "Fred, pick up the phone, it is Tim," both Mike and Tim heard her shout.
