The Tutor by Peter

The Tutor

(Revised)
by: Peter

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Chapter 1

I knew my son, Josh, was tutoring Brady Bush so he could get the grades in math that he needed to stay on the football team. It was a great favor; even though Brady's parents were paying for the sessions, it would have been devastating to lose the big tight end. Josh usually went to Brady's house for the sessions which started out on a once-a-week basis. Lately it had advanced to two, even three times a week. I had no reason to be suspicious of anything.

But then one day I came home from work early and got the surprise of my life. I pulled in off the alley to the garage. I let myself in the house and headed upstairs to shower and change. I stopped at the bottom of the stairs; there lay a T-shirt and a few steps up, a pair of shorts. Dam, I thought, the kid has sneaked a girl in the house. I paused to decide whether to go on up or leave. My curiosity won out and I went on up the stairs, fully expecting to find a bra or panties on the landing. Wrong. Big time wrong! There was another T-shirt on the landing and a couple of steps up was a jockstrap! What the hell, I wondered, had he invited some of his teammates over? Were they gang-banging her?

Josh's bedroom door was open most of the way and I moved quietly down the hall. I heard soft moaning sounds… the unmistakable sounds of sex, and steady squeaking-thumping noises. They were sure going at it. I shouldn't have but I felt a certain pride in my son. I peered around the door.

Brady was going at it all right, but the person stretched out under him wasn't a girl. It was Josh!! My son!! He was lying on his stomach, legs spread out wide and his tight, bubble butt humped up to receive Brady's big cock. I didn't know how big, I couldn't see it, but he was using awfully long strokes. Josh was clawing at the sheets and trying to muffle his cries in the pillow except when he tossed his head back in agonizing gasps of pleasure. I had apparently arrived on the scene at the crucial moment. There was good reason why Josh was groaning and whimpering in the throes of passion; he was obviously coming. The next moment he announced it.

"Awww…Oh, fuck, Brady…Awww, do it...fuck me! Hard! I'm gonna come!!!"

Brady kicked it up a notch. His butt muscles and his hamstrings flexed as he drove his big cock in and out of Josh's butt like a pile driver. His broad back and shoulders rippled with athlete-trained muscle. His triceps bulged. Suddenly Josh snapped his head back with a loud groan then buried his face in the pillow like he was sobbing as he gave up his load.

"Awww, your ass is squeezing my cock so hard!" Brady groaned. "I'm gonna come too, dude. Couple more strokes…awww, here it comes!"

His hips slammed forward and he ground himself hard against Josh's butt, muscles trembling as he shot his load deep in Josh's ass. They lay for a moment gasping for air. I stood frozen to the spot, afraid even to breath. I stayed and watched as Brady raised up and pulled his cock free. He raised up a long way before it popped out and I got a glimpse of it as he rolled over beside Josh. My God, he was huge! I paled at the thought of all of that cock being pounded into my son's ass. I stepped back out of sight, took a calm breath then made my way quietly downstairs. I went out to the garage to wait till Brady left.

Several moments later he came out of the back door instead of the front. He skipped down the steps and brushed his hand down over the bulge in his jeans, heading right for the garage. As he walked past I quickly opened the truck door to make it look like I'd just driven in.

"Hey, Mr. Johnson," he said with a surprised smile but with a cool, calm demeanor.

"Hey, Brady. Session over?" I asked.

"Yeah. No more till next week," he said.

No more of what, I wanted to ask.

"Man, Josh is smart," he went on. "He's going to save my butt from oblivion."

And what're you doing to his butt? I couldn't be mad at the big stud, even as Josh's father. As he walked away I tried to understand why it'd been such an erotic thing to watch and I wondered why I didn't burst into the room and tear him apart. Not that it would've been that easy. Brady was a big 200-pounder, solid muscle. I shifted my concern to Josh; why he had let Brady do it, how long it’d been going on, was Brady the only one, how I was going to face him, what I was going to say, if anything. I had to wonder how long it'd been going on. I decided I would first wait and see how he reacted to me. He was dressed and coming down the stairs when I went in.

"Hey, dad, you're home early," he said casually, with only a hint of surprise.

"Yeah, we reached a stopping point, close to quitting time," I said.

"I've got the broiler on and steaks thawed out," he said.

He acted no different. All through supper I had a hard time looking at Josh and a harder time not looking. I couldn't get the image out of my mind of his muscular, young body lying spread-eagle with Brady pounding his tight ass and how he was able to take anything so big. It was at best eight-nine inches long when he pulled out and it'd begun to go down. I could imagine another inch or two when it was hard.

I was on a roller coaster of emotions. I didn't know what to do, what to say, if anything. But I knew we couldn't long pretend that the situation didn't exist; the situation being that my son was gay and I had no clue. But I tried to rack it up as two teenagers experimenting around with each other. It was too difficult to face that my son was gay and I didn't know how to deal it. First thing I thought of, if he was gay, was a support group. They had support groups for everything, didn't they? But I decided to first try to deal with it myself. I didn't know how but I would face him at the first opportunity that presented itself. But then I got impatient and decided I would create the opportunity myself. I could not have imagined where that decision would lead me.

It was a sneaky plan; in effect, I was setting him up. But not to hurt him. I just wanted to get it out on the table; let him know that I knew.

"Let's go to a Cubs game," I announced one day. "We can make a long weekend of it and go to the Field Museum or the Shed Aquarium. You could bring Brady if you want to."

"That would be great but I don't know if he would want to hang around with me for a weekend. He's a senior and a jock, and I'm just his tutor."

I thought that was odd, since he was fucking him. "I'll call his parents and invite him myself," I said.

Brady accepted eagerly and Josh was happy that the big athlete wanted to spend time with him.

I got a room at a hotel near Wrigley Field. It was as if the hotel took great pains to assist me in my plan. We ended up with one bed. I said I would try to get us moved to a room with two double beds, but Brady stopped me.

"That's okay, I can sleep on the floor," he offered.

It was a king-size bed, and I wrestled with the temptation of having the three of us sleep in the same bed but in the end, out of cowardice, I resisted the awful temptation and asked for a different room with two beds

We went to the game and the boys, like so many others, took off their shirts. It was nice watching their bare muscles in the warm sun. Back at the hotel we showered before going out to get something eat. I watched closely as the boys undressed to shower; Josh first, then Brady. I noticed that Josh wasn't able to keep his eyes averted from the muscular senior, even though he tried. I took my share of glances at him myself, still wondering how big his cock was when he was hard and marveling that Josh had been able to take him.

Brady slipped on a pair of briefs that barely contained his manhood. He looked as sexy in them as he did naked. I was trying and beginning to understand how Josh was so attracted to him. Josh put on a pair of tight boxer briefs made with a pouch that held his manhood out in a nice bulge. He looked good, too; he was also muscular, but on a smaller scale than Brady. We got involved in another game on TV and decided to send out for pizza instead of getting dressed and going out. We ate and finished watching the game and Brady was checking the schedule to see what else was on.

"Hey, they've got porn flicks here!" he exclaimed. Then he turned and looked at Josh. "Too bad your dad's along," he joked.

"What makes you think I don't watch porn?" I joked back.

"Dad!"

I was surprised that I said it, too, but glad. I thought my casual attitude might help level the playing field, instead of me being strictly "the dad."

"I know my dad does," Brady said. "I found his stash of videos. I watch them when they're gone."

I gave Josh a suspicious look, knowing that he spent a lot of time at Brady's house.

"Okay, I've watched them too," he admitted with an embarrassed grin.

"Well, I guess it wouldn't be anything new for either of you, then," I said.

"Gee, Mr. Johnson, are you saying we could watch one?" Brady asked. He was serious but he made it sound like he was joking so he could back off from it if he had to, depending on my reaction.

"Well you couldn't tell anybody," I said with caution. "Not a living soul."

"Dad, are you really going to rent one?" Josh asked with disbelief.

"Sure, I guess so. Pick one out."

"Hey, neat," Brady said.

Brady scanned the listing. "Hey how about a bi flick? I've never seen a bi flick. Dad doesn’t have any."

Josh looked at me.

"If you guys think you can handle it," I said with a shrug. When I didn't voice any objection, they agreed on the bi video and I rented the movie. The usual warning came on the screen including the part about not allowing minors to view it. I felt a little guilty even though the two boys were over eighteen.

"You guys have to promise you won't tell anybody about this. Not even your friends."

"Promise," Josh said.

"Promise. Scout's honor," said Brady.

"You weren't in the scouts," Josh said.

"Okay, on my dead dog's grave."

"You never had a dog, either, did you?"

"I won't tell," Brady growled.

I took one bed and the two boys settled back against the headboard of the other one. I felt sort of funny about doing it, knowing I should be a more responsible adult, but there were other emotions that overruled common sense and made it seem okay to be watching a sex video with two teenage boys. The video turned out to be not the kind of Bi that I thought the boys were expecting.

"Hey, there are two guys instead of two women," Josh pointed out.

"Well, dope, Bi goes both ways," Brady said.

"Do you want me to cancel it and rent something else?" I offered.

"No. I read there are no refunds, and there's no sense wasting your money," Brady said. "Lets watch it, okay? Dad doesn’t have any like this in his stash."

"Okay with me," Josh said.

"Okay, I'm game if you boys are," I said. I wondered what was going through their minds, and more, how this would play out. I was glad that the two male stars were young, very athletic guys, probably not much more than eighteen or nineteen themselves, so Josh, and especially Brady, could easily relate to them.

It plodded along like any other fuck flick, without a plot, with the two guys taking turns with the woman, fucking her pussy and then both of them going at her, with one of them fucking her ass. Then she went down on one of them, building up to the next level. Pretty soon the other guy joined her in the oral sex and started licking his buddy's balls.

"Now that takes balls to do that," Josh said.

"Looks like fun, though," Brady joked

Me, I was wondering how much of this stuff the two boys had done. I saw that they were getting hard. Brady laid his hand over the front of his shorts in a feeble and futile attempt to conceal the expanding bulge. Josh casually reached for the sheet and pulled it up to his waist. All the while I was picturing in my mind what the two boys would be doing if I weren't there. I was getting a hardon myself but I made no attempt to hide it like they did. For some reason I wanted them to know that it was okay to be excited, and not be ashamed or embarrassed about it. After a few moments, I think Brady noticed my hardon and moved his hand away from his own. Then suddenly he jerked the sheet off of Josh.

"What're you hiding under there?" he asked.

Josh grabbed for the sheet but didn't get hold of it.

"Me and your dad aren't trying to hide it," Brady said as he gave his bulge a quick brush and squeezed then let it go.

Josh peered over and looked over at me.

"Sorry, but it happens," I said, brushing my hand over my own bulge. I thought he looked embarrassed, but I didn't know if it was because he had a hardon or because I had one in front of his friend. I could imagine how uneasy he might be in a situation with his boy lover and his own dad in the same room.

"With you two guys in that condition, I'm just glad I'm not sleeping in that bed tonight," I joked.

Brady began moving his fingers slowly back and forth on the long bulge inside his shorts. He wasn't jacking off but he wasn't shy about rubbing himself and drawing attention to himself.

"I must say, you boys are showing great restraint," I remarked.

They gave me a questioning look.

"Come on, you know what you would be doing if I weren't here," I said.

Josh got a funny look on his face and Brady looked rather surprised at my remark. What they were thinking wasn't what I meant but I jumped on it.

"You know you would be jacking off. Hell, guys, take `em out if you want to," I told them.

Brady glanced at Josh then over at me. I think they were both waiting to see if I really meant it; if I was going to take my cock out first.

"Are you going to?" Brady asked me. "We will if you will," he volunteered for both of them.

"Put your money where your mouth is, guys," I said cockily as I shoved my shorts down and freed my cock. It swing up over my stomach and bobbed up and down.

"Geezussss, Dad!" Josh exclaimed.

"Hey, your dad's cool," Brady said. "Hung, too. Okay, Josh, you're next."

"You're next," Josh said.

"The biggest goes last, that makes you next," Brady said.

Josh was reluctant but he couldn’t shy away from Brady’s bold challenge. He finally shoved his shorts down and stretched the waistband under his balls, revealing his hard cock. I was impressed. He was dam near as big as me. I was almost breathless waiting to see what Brady had to show us; or me, for Josh had already been well exposed to it.

"Okay, braggart, it's your turn," Josh told Brady.

Brady was more bold than Josh. He raised up off the mattress and shoved his shorts down and took them off and kicked them away.

"Geezuss!" I blurted out at the sight of his huge cock. I hadn't meant to act so surprised but it just slipped out. "What have your parents been feeding you?"

"Yeah, I want to start eating the same thing," Josh put in.

Brady laughed and Josh was suddenly embarrassed at the double meaning of what he'd said. Brady wrapped his fist around his big cock and began stroking it. I was impressed that his hand wouldn’t reach all the way round it.

"Man, the guys would never believe this, us laying here jacking off with your dad," he said.

"I don't believe it myself," Josh said.

I started pulling on my cock, too. It seemed the right thing to do, with the boys both jacking themselves off. I know Josh was probably stunned out of his mind.

"Hey, are we gonna take this to the finish?" Brady asked.

"Right, like you could stop," I scoffed. I suddenly realized when I said it that I had given the boys the green light to finish themselves off, not to mention myself. Meanwhile, I tried to think of some way to bring up what I'd seen.

"Hey, man, look at that!" Brady said, poking Josh in the shoulder.

In the video, one guy was fucking the girl and the other guy was fucking him in the ass.

"Geezuss, how the hell does he take that?" Josh remarked. “It must be fake photography.”

I glanced over at him with a "who-do-you-think-you're-kidding" look and he looked away, almost like he realized that I knew.

"Wow! He's sure plowing him," Brady said.

It was time. Maybe not the best opportunity, but I seized on it anyway because I knew there would never be another like this.

"Guys," I said.

They looked at me.

"Uhhh….there's something you guys maybe ought to know," I began.

They looked suddenly scared.

“What?” Josh asked.

"When I came home from work early the other day." I paused to grab my waning courage to finish. "I came upstairs….and saw what was going on," I finally finished.

Brady's mouth dropped as he jumped up from the bed and backed against the wall. "Oh, Geezusss!" he gasped softly.

Josh blanched, sort of cowering away as well.

"You can lay back down," I told Brady.

He didn't move at first till I looked over at him and he moved very cautiously back to the bed and stretched out like he was. His cock had begun to go down. So had Josh's.

"I didn't mean to scare your hardons away," I quipped.

Josh's mouth was open like he wanted to say something but couldn't get the words out.

"Hey, it's okay," I said. "If you're gay."

"I'm straight," Brady said defensively.

"I was talking to Josh," I said. "If you're gay, son, I know it wasn't a choice you made. It's not something anybody can do anything about, nor should they, and I want you to know I don't think any less of you, or feel any less for you."

"Wow. This is getting deep," Brady said. "Shit, my old man would toss my ass out of the house in little pieces if he found out I was gay."

"I don't think he would," I said. "You kids always tend to underestimate your parents. You don't seem to understand that a father's love is unconditional."

Josh was welling up. "I'm sorry, dad," he said in a bare whisper, his voice wavering.

"For what? You got my genes, does that mean I should be sorry? I'm not. You're my son, and that's the bottom line."

"Hey, maybe I should get dressed and leave for a little bit, this is getting deep,” Brady said again. "Maybe you two should have the room to yourselves."

"No, its okay, you don't have to leave," I said. "Its out in the open and I think we all feel better about it, don’t we?"

"Are you listening to what your dad is saying, man?" Brady said to Josh. "Man, he's the coolest dad in the world."

"It must have been a terrible shock for you, to walk in on something like that," Josh said quietly, still in his shame.

"It was a surprise, but not enough that I'm going to loose any more sleep over it," I said as I pulled the sheet up.

"That's it?" Josh asked, aghast. "You tell me you know I'm gay and you're going to roll over and go to sleep?"

"Did you want to discuss it?" I asked.

"No. I… I mean… yeah, but I don't know what to say," he blurted.

"Well, then, I guess there's nothing else that has to be said right now."

Josh's face started to screw up and he choked on a sob that escaped his lips.

"Aw, mannn," Brady groaned.

As Josh slumped down in the bed, sobbing, I went around to the other side of the bed and knelt down. "Hey, Josh....there's no need for that. It's all out now, and it’s okay. I got no problem with it, and I don’t want you to have a problem with it."

"Yeah, you oughta be happy that your dad knows and he’s okay with it," Brady said, putting a hand on his shoulder, helping me console him.

I held Josh tight in my arms, frightened that I felt a tremor of excitement at the touch of his warm, smooth muscles. Josh snuggled in my arms like a little boy.

"Come on, Josh," Brady said.

"It's okay son," I told him.

"I just can't believe the way you're handling it," Josh said to me.

I was so relieved that it was out I in the open yet I was almost shaking with excitement. I couldn't believe it either that I'd taken the situation so head on.

"You gotta be okay with it too around me," I told him.

He nodded, bringing his sobbing under control and Brady handed him a handkerchief to blow his nose.

"You okay, man?" he asked, then he looked at me. "I'm glad you're taking it the way you are too, Mr. Johnson. Man, I tremble at the thought of what some other dad would've done to me."

"Are we all okay, now?" I asked.

The boys nodded and I knew they were when I saw that their hardons were returning.

"Okay, then I'm going to get some sleep," I said. I got up and went over to my own bed. I turned my back to the television with a twinge of excitement over leaving my son and a hunky star football player in the same bed with raging hardons. The boys got back to the video.

I didn't sleep. I couldn't. But I pretended to be asleep. The boys finished watching the video and turned out the lights, but they didn't go to sleep either. I heard them whispering.

"No, not here. Not now," Josh hissed softly.

"Come on, he practically told us it was okay," Brady whispered in his deep, soothing voice.

"No, he told us he knew, that’s all,” Josh said.

"Let's go in the bathroom then," Brady whispered.

"No."

"Come on, you know you want it. Feel that....you want it."

"But not with my dad in the next bed," Josh said.

"What if I invite him over here, then he won't be in the next bed."

“Brady!”

My heart thumped a few extra times. What if he really did it? Brady had the balls to do it.

“I’ll bet if I woke him up and asked his permission, he would say it’s okay,” Brady whispered.

"Well, don’t…Ohhh…s-stop…awwhhh," Josh gasped.

"You know you want it….something bigger than my finger,” said Brady.

"Ohhh, Godd, stop, Brady!"

But Brady wasn't to be put off. "Here's a pillow," he said.

There was some soft scuffling around and a moment later there was a terrible muffled groan and I had to assume that Brady was giving him the real thing in place of his finger. I couldn't take it any longer. I carefully turned over on my other side, facing their bed. I was careful to keep my face covered except for my eyes. They were under the sheet but there was no mistaking Brady's hips moving back and forth. I couldn't believe it; he was fucking Josh right there in the bed next to me!! The big, ballsy stud was actually fucking my son with me right there in the next bed!

After a few minutes he rolled them both over so he was on top and as he fucked him, the sheet worked down off his back then down off his hips, revealing his hard, tight butt and powerful thighs that powered his thrusts into my sons ass. Josh drew his knees up and hunkered his butt up to receive his thrusts. I was beside myself with excitement. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. I reached down and squeezed my own cock. I wanted to jack off so bad. I wanted to "wake up" and let them know that I was watching.

Josh was trying to keep his whimpering moans in check. At one point, he got so out of hand that I could only assume that he was loosing his load. A moment later, Brady unmistakably lost his. I could tell by the way he was slamming his cock into Josh's ass, so hard the platform bed was making noises. Suddenly his muscular body stiffened and trembled and I knew he was shooting his load deep in Josh's ass. He fought to keep his breathing from being too loud. Finally, he rolled onto his side and threw his arm and leg around Josh and they were quiet. I barely dozed the rest of the night.

To be continued...

Posted: 01/29/10