Four dicks erupt starting with Jim Walker

Jim and Sandy sat in the window seat, alongside Peter's three-man fuck train. Jim gave Sandy's hand a squeeze, let her go, and gripped his cock with a sweat-moist hand.

The air in Hank and Veevee's guest bedroom was thick and warm on a hot summer day, from eight people breathing heavily. Three blond men fucking in the middle. Three blonde women excited to watch their men. One young woman standing up front, a fat curly-haired brunette stroking the front man's cock. Then Jim himself, sitting to the side, watching his son Peter in the middle of the train.

Go, Peter. go.

Jim leaned forward, stroking his cock as he watched Peter thrusting into Gary. Gary's dad Hank stood behind Peter, gently rocking his thick cock into the younger man's ass.

Sandy leaned close to Jim. "Peter told me he's wanted to be on top with Gary for a long time," she said. "After Gary and Peter showed off for me, I asked Peter to try doing me. Kinda ow? Then my sis Peggy, she taught him what to do. But just this week? Pete has been up everybody else in this room, except Gary's girlfriend."

On the cruise and on Peter's test drive, Peter had been on top for anal with Jim, Hank, Veevee -- even his mom Sally -- all of them right here.

"My boy's been busy. Kinda envy him," Jim said.

"He looks up to you so much," Sandy said. "He loves it that you're my lover too." Sandy raised her hand. "Can I take over?"

Jim nodded. Sandy pumped lube onto her palm and started stroking Jim's cock.

"Yeah," Jim said. "Look at him and Gary. Just look at Pete's face."

Peter's face was flushed, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He shook his head and drops of sweat flew free. Peter had a big smile as he held Gary's hips and pumped into his best friend from behind. "Gary, this is so good!" he said.

Gary grunted "Mmnh!" in reply.

Hank steadied himself behind Peter with his cock up Peter's butt, lightly holding Peter by the hips as he let Peter drive the motion. Jim knew the look on Hank's face from seeing it many times, the faraway eyes, the little twitch in Hank's jaw. Hank was on the edge of coming, of losing it up Peter's ass.

Sandy whispered, "I bet Gary would say yes to you, if Bernie wants to see it. And I bet she would. Pete loves giving it to Gary, but you? I bet you could make Gary come on your cock, no hands. Like you did with Peter."

Jim groaned. His cock swelled in Sandy's hand. "Don't wanna, ah, move in on Pete. Gary's, ah, his best friend."

Sandy laughed. "I'll just ask Peter if it's okay," she said, stroking steadily. Jim's cock twitched, and he gasped. Sandy continued, "I bet he'd say yes. And I'd like to see you nailing Gary in front of everyone."

"Oh," Jim said. His hips twitched. His cock pulsed in Sandy's stroking hand. Jim's pee-hole gaped and a drop of semen clung to the tip of his cock.

Sandy whispered in Jim's ear, "I want to see you nailing Gary's ass. Making him come. After all this, being sneaky and wishy-washy? Gary deserves it."

"OH!" Jim cried out. "AH!" His cock erupted. A warm thick drop hit Peter's ankle. Sandy kept stroking as Jim tensed and bucked with orgasm.

Peter looked over, seeing his girlfriend Sandy grinning as she yanked an orgasm out of his dad. Peter felt a tingle at the base of his cock, where Hank was slowly rocking his cock out of Peter's butt. Peter's ring tightened on Hank's thick shaft, and his cock swelled in Gary's hot, slick ass. "Oh fuck Dad, oh fuck, Gary, here comes!"

Sandy laughed as Peter's eyes rolled up, his head tipped back, and he powered one-two-three-four hard thrusts into Gary's ass. Peter's moan of climax was followed by a cough, a moan, and a shout from Gary, shooting his load though his girlfriend's stroking hand.

Hank held steady until Gary started coming. When Hank heard his son's orgasmic shout, he made a low sound, "Oh!". Hank's hands clamped tight to Peter's hips and his pelvis tilted, thrusting, push, push, push, before Hank froze in place with his cock deep inside Peter's ass, shooting a hot load.

Sally and Veevee, sitting together behind Hank, cheered as their men got off together. Sally pointed to Hank's balls, cock root, and butthole twitching as Hank got off in her son's ass.

Veevee laughed. "Four-gun salute," she said. "Guess Peter finished his test drive."

"Passed his test, driving stick," Sally said, giggling.

"Our men are versatile, I gotta give them that," Veevee said.

Bernie helped Gary ease off of Peter's softening cock. She led Gary out of the stuffy, sweaty little guest bedroom and closed the door behind them. Sandy stepped up and gave Peter a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Peter shivered, vibrating with waves of post-orgasmic sensation. Hank eased his cock out of Peter's ass. Hank's broad cock head popped out of Peter suddenly, followed by a fart. Veevee stepped up to give her husband a hug and whisper in his ear.

Jim lay back against the window seat, watching the others, his cock softening after being the first cannon of the salute.