Gary's angle on the start of round two

It was a different angle on things, Gary thought.

It wasn't the first time he'd watched two men fucking. Stuart, the Pied Piper of the surf crowd Gary used to hang out with, had an equal opportunity hard-on for young men and women and liked to show off his ability to get his partner off while Stuart was drilling him or her. Gary had watched Stuart give it to Kevin, the tall redhead surfer, and to Trent, the short blond punk who seemed like he was always begging for it. And Stu had done it to Gary, more privately, before he lent Gary the Super Surf Van to drive when he was away.

But Gary had never watched two men fucking on a bright summer afternoon, sitting squarely behind the action where he could see it all come together. With each thrust of Jim Walker's cock, his pink-tan balls bounced slightly off Hank Menard's thick cock root. Hank's heavy balls swung with each thrust he received. Gary took slow, deep breaths as he watched his father taking Jim's cock up the ass.

Enjoying Jim's cock up the ass.

"Unnh, uuunh, unnh, yeah," Hank grunted. "Yeah, like that, Jim." Hank stood on a towel, bent forward over a towel-covered armchair in the middle of his living room so everyone could watch.

A week ago, Gary would never have guessed. Now he knew that his parents and Pete's had been fucking each other every which way for years, while he and Peter had only been fucking for a couple years now off and on. He looked at Bernie and squeezed her hand. His girlfriend had been quietly enjoying the scene. With her mom's Pleasure Circles, she'd seen a lot of women getting it on, but this was the first time she'd watched men together.

Bernie smiled at Gary and raised her eyebrows. Gary smiled back and nodded. She grinned and nodded back, squeezed his hand and turned back to watch Jim's cock sliding in and out of Hank's ass.

"You keep him hard, Pete," Jim directed. Peter Walker stood to the side, reaching in to stroke Hank's cock as his dad fucked Gary's dad. "That's good, Hank, I feel you squeezing."

"Unnh," Hank grunted. "You too. You gonna?" he said.

"Gonna save it," Jim said. He thrust in deep and held. "You get ready, Pete."

It was really Peter's test drive, Gary reminded himself. Gary had been up Peter dozens of times, but Pete had just started out being the man on top.

Peter stepped back. His girlfriend Sandy stood up from the couch beside Bernie. She helped Peter put on a condom and get it lubed up.

Jim reached around and stroked Hank's cock while Jim stayed still, his cock deep up Hank's ass. "You doing good?"

"Doing great," Hank said. "You and Pete are blowing the carbon off my prostate, for sure."

Sally Walker laughed out loud. Jim's wife, the tall blonde with the ever-ready broad grin, was part of the bigger audience for the second round of her son's test drive. Everyone was there except Lil, who had smiled and said "You all have fun!" and retreated to her room with her new Billy Royce album. Sally sat next to Veevee and Joyce on the couch to one side, while Gary and Bernie sat together next to Sandy's place. The young couple from the cruise, Kathryn and Bryan, sat together in the loveseat, whispering back and forth to each other as they watched.

"Okay, coming out, Hank," Jim said. He gave Hank's cock a final squeeze and slid smoothly back out of Hank's ass.

"I really want to see this," Sally declared. "I missed your first time. You give it to him, baby," she told her son.

Peter glanced over toward Gary. Gary shrugged, smiled, and tilted his head toward his dad's backside. What a world, he mouthed silently. Peter grinned and nodded.

Gary looked at the muscular butt, thick cock root and heavy balls of his father Hank, and the slick hole that he now knew had enjoyed Jim Walker's cock many times. And now Peter's. Dad, I never, he thought. But Dad's big cock had been up Jim and Sally just as often. He smiled. "Yeah," he said.

He saw a motion in the corner of his eye. Lil was at the upstairs railing above the living room, watching.