Boca Raton Academy
 by: Hankster

© 2013 by the author

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Chapter 10 

Philip arrived at Sam’s hotel promptly at six.  The desk clerk rang Sam’s room, and told Philip to go upstairs.  He knocked on the door.

“Come on in.  The door’s open,” Sam yelled.  Philip entered to a scene he didn’t expect to see.  Sam and Josh were naked in bed and Sam was fucking his son. 

“Lock the door please, and join us if you want to.”  Philip was so turned on, especially since Josh would be one of his charges in a few weeks, that he stripped quickly and got into bed with the Whitings.   He offered his hard cock to Josh, who began sucking it with a joy and relish that Philip had not seen since his own school days.  It wasn’t long before all three came and shared their cum.

“That was a wonderful appetizer,” Sam said.  “Now let’s shower and go down to dinner.”

At dinner, Sam explained.  “Josh and I belong to a very elite brotherhood of fathers and sons who love each other, and share their love with others.  Those of us who can, meet in a mansion on Fifth Avenue every Friday night.  In addition, we have retreats in the mountains, and even have cruises with only fathers and sons aboard.  Have you and your father ever had sex together?”

“No, but my brother and I have had sex.  Sam, if I ask you something, will you answer honestly?”

“I’ll try.”

“Have you and my dad ever had sex together?”

“Yes, very often, but please don’t tell him that I told you.  How did you know?”

“I caught you guys going at it once, but I kept it to myself.”

“When was that?” 

“When you came home for your wedding.”

“Does anyone else know?”

“The only one I ever told was my brother, to relieve his mind.  You see, he loves his wife, but won’t give up sex with me.  I thought that if he knew about our father, he would be relieved of any guilt.  Who can tell?  He may want to have sex with other men as well, and I say more power to him.”

“I see you are good at keeping secrets.  Can I trust in your discretion regarding the club my son and I belong to.”

“Absolutely.  Now tell me.  How did you come to choose Boca Raton Academy?”

“Several of the fathers in my club graduated from your school.  They told me about the sexual freedom your students enjoy, and I knew it was a place for Josh.  Several of your other students are members of the club, but I won’t mention names.”

“I’m going to be Josh’s Faculty Resident Assistant next year.  I promise you.  I’ll take good care of him.”

“I’m counting on it.  After dinner would you like another session with us, before you return to The Academy?”

“Yes, very much.”

Two hours later, when Philip was dressing (The Whitings remained naked), Sam said, “Philip, your father lives in constant fear that you, your mother and your brother will discover his extra curricular life.  I assure you, he loves your mother as much as you tell me that Stu loves his wife, but there are some urges, we men cannot resist.  Give me permission to tell him that you and Stu know about us.  It will give him two less things to worry about.”

“Well, my dad knows that Stu and I are making love, and I’m sure he knows it will continue, even though Stu is married now.  Yes, please tell him.  Tell him also that I wouldn’t mind talking to him about it, but only if he brings up the subject.”

“Good boy.  I am sure he’ll be very relieved.”

Two weeks into the semester, Philip felt like he had never left The Academy.  His role was different, but his life seemed to resume in the same place where it had left off.  He taught four math classes a day, one to each grade.  Almost every night, one of “his boys” knocked on his door and he had sex with him, sometimes two of them.  Two or three times a week, during his private planning sessions with Jeremy, he had sex with The Head.  Life was good.

One evening his mother called to tell him that Stu, Marnie, she and his father were coming down to Florida for Thanksgiving, and they would all be together at their home in Palm Beach.

Jeremy had expected Philip to spend the week with him, either in Palm Beach or on the campus. 

“Have Thanksgiving dinner with us,” Philip offered.  If I ask them, they won’t mind if you are a house guest for the week.”

“No,” Jeremy answered.  “It’s a family time.  I think you should spend it with your family only.”

Philip was glad.  If his Dad wanted to talk about his relationship with Sam, and maybe other men, he didn’t want a stranger in the house.  For sure, the opportunity presented itself.  On Black Friday, Margaret invited Marnie to go shopping at The Town Center Mall, and spend some of their husbands’ money.  They also said that they were going to an overnight spa after shopping, and would not be home until Saturday morning.

The minute they were gone, Anthony asked his sons to join him in the library.  He not only closed the door, he locked it, which surprised his boys.

“Philip, Sam Whiting told me that you told him that you had caught us making love when you were a young boy.”  Philip nodded, afraid to say anything.  “Thank you for keeping my secret all these years.  It is very commendable.  You know too, don’t you Stu?”  Stu nodded silently also.

“I’m not here to apologize.  I love your mother.  There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her, but man sex is different.  It’s free, abandoned and totally intense.  When I’m with a man, I don’t worry about arousing him.  My only thought is to please him.  With a woman, my first concern is to get her aroused, and secondly to make her happy.  It’s rather tiring.  You’ll find that out in time, Stuart.  Right now, you are still a newlywed.”

Stu started to laugh.  “Yes Dad.  I’m beginning to know what you mean, already.  Actually, I couldn’t wait for the women to leave, so I could make love to my brother with complete abandonment.”

“Would you two boys be interested in joining the father/son group that Sam Whiting belongs to?”

That hit the boys solidly between the eyes.

“We aren’t children,” Philip stated the obvious.

“There are no upper age restrictions.  The only requirement is that the members are fathers and sons, and the sons must be at least fifteen years old. At their meetings and retreats, and on their cruises, the fathers often share and exchange their boys.  I think it could be a lot of fun.”

Stu said, “Philip and The Head fuck each other when they are working.  Would that open the door for you and me, when we are working together, Dad?”

“I’d love that, but only if it’s your choice.”

“It certainly would be my choice.  I love you beyond anything words can describe.”

“Let’s go to my bedroom, guys, and test the waters before we make any decisions,” Philip said.  They bounded up the stairs to Philip’s room.  Instinctively they didn’t want to use a room where Margaret or Marnie might discover some evidence of the liaison about to happen.

Philip locked the door even though all the servants had the day off and the women were not expected back until the next day.  They stripped rapidly, and the boys took a good look at their father.  Strangely they had never seen him naked.  He was cut, and erect, and he was about seven inches.  His balls hung low and were bigger by far than his sons.  Philip attributed it to his age, a mature forty-eight.

There was an awkward moment, but finally Philip fell to his knees and took charge of Anthony’s cock.  Stu approached his father and started to kiss him.  They kissed with open mouths and dueling tongues.  Stu tapped Philip on the shoulder.  “I want Dad to fuck me,” he said.

Philip released his father.  He went to his overnight bag and removed a tube of lube.  Stu lay on the bed on his back and raised his legs.  Philip started to lubricate Stu’s ass.  Anthony took the lube and greased his pulsating cock.  “Are you sure?” he asked his son.

“Very sure.”

Anthony was amazed at how easily he entered Stu.  The moment he was in Stu tightened his ass muscles and said, “Fuck me now, Dad, and don’t be gentle.”  When Anthony started to thrust, Philip greased his cock and entered his father as easily as Anthony had entered Stu.

Philip felt himself cumming and withdrew. 
 

“Let’s switch positions,” he begged.  They switched as quickly as they could.  They all began to thrust in unison and Anthony stopped them.

“I’m going to assert my authority boys.  I want to be in the middle again, when we cum.”  They switched again, and Anthony said, “Let yourselves go, sons.  This is it.”

After they all came, they lay in bed with Anthony in the middle.  “This is the happiest day of my life since you were born Philip, and since I adopted you Stuart.  Let’s make love all night.’

“No argument here,” Stu said.

He leaned over and started to lick his father’s recovering cock.  Not to be outdone, Philip did the same.  Anthony lay back enjoying the bliss of having both his sons sucking his cock at the same time.

“Wait until I tell Sam,” he laughed.  “Man is he going to be jealous.”

“He has no reason.  I’m fucking his son, regularly.”

When the women came home on Saturday, they were laden with packages.  School was to resume for Stu and Marnie on Wednesday, but Philip had the whole week off.  The chauffer took the young couple to the airport on Tuesday, and Anthony took Margaret and Philip to lunch at his club. 

As the meal ended, Anthony said to Margaret.  “Why don’t you let the chauffer drive you home, honey, and Philip and I will play a round of golf?”

“That’s fine.  I have some reading to catch up on, so you boys have fun.”  As soon as she left, Anthony and Philip took a cab to a nearby hotel and rented a room.  They made love for three hours.  “Your cum tastes so sweet.  I love it,” Anthony let Philip know.   They took a cab back to the country club, and called the chauffer from there.  He came to pick them up to take them home.

Anthony and Margaret spent another week in Palm Beach.  Philip returned to The Academy on Sunday evening.  He went right to Jeremy’s quarters and knocked on the door.

“Come in,” Jeremy’s familiar voice sounded so inviting.”

When Philip entered The Head’s room, he got the shock of his life.  Josh Whiting was fucking The Head.

“Join us,” Jeremy said.  “This boy is talented.  You’ll love it.”

“I’m very familiar with his talents,” Philip said, and he stripped in record time.

“Fuck me,” Josh said.  Philip saw the lube on Jeremy’s dresser.  He greased Josh’s ass, now familiar to him, and then he greased his cock.  He entered Josh quickly and Josh flinched.

“Are you OK?” Philip asked.

“I’m fine,” the boy answered.  “I wish my father fucked me like you two men do?  Maybe one or both of you would like to give him a lesson next time he visits campus.”

“I’m up for the task, Philip said.  “Me too,” Jeremy echoed.  Then they grew silent as all three felt their climaxes at hand.

To be continued...

Posted: 02/08/13