Gay Dads- All His Son's Friends

by Fantasia Moan

  Story Thirty-One

  Chapter One

  Working in a top of the line ad agency usually meant spending a couple of nights drinking in a bar with my team to celebrate each and every one of our small to big achievements. From pitches being approved to the approval of the production budgets, those kind of milestones are always rewarded with a few drinks. Tonight is one of those celebration nights and actually, this is my first. It has been almost a week since I got hired from Thorn & Adkins Ad Agency and everyone still looks at me like I’m a breakable glass that they do not dare to touch. I guess I’m a little shy and slightly awkward with socializing, but I’m pretty talkative when I’m comfortable with people. Also, I’m not really the type of girl that likes to party, but I saw this as an opportunity to getting my co-workers know more about me. That inside this quiet looking girl, is a very exciting woman capable of all sorts.

  “Alexa,” Someone behind me called out. I was fumbling through my makeup kit when my co-worker approached me. “We’ll wait for you downstairs in the lobby.” It was my co-worker Dylan, who was rumored to be our Supervisor’s pet. For a man who looked very attractive and charismatic, I found it quite odd that he was being rumored to be kissing someone’s ass for a promotion. He seemed to be smart and capable of doing decent work, so why bother? I dismissed the idea in my head and replied, “Sure thing. I’ll just touch up and go meet you guys downstairs.” He just gave me his sly crooked smile that probably had most women dropping their panties in front of him.

  I went to the bathroom and freshened up. I switched my nude lipstick to a bold red to amp up my confidence and style. I took my ponytail down and ruffled my hair, letting it drape down to my shoulders. I took off my blazer to show a little more skin and stared at my voluptuous figure in the mirror. “You look great.” I whispered to myself. I’m so glad I wore my favorite little black dress for this occasion. I finished up by spraying a little of my perfume on my neck.

  The moment I stepped out of the elevator, I could see Dylan eyeing me from head to toe with a grin on his face. I didn’t want to seem fazed by the fact that he was checking me out, so I walked towards him with all the confidence I could muster and smiled back at him. It was a very innocent and friendly smile that I gave him, I think. I hope I didn’t give him any ideas. I didn’t exactly want to get involved with office romance, especially with someone who looks like a playboy.

  Everyone was talking about this new bar that newly opened last week. About how they served cocktails with a twist. Everyone in my team seems to be fully updated on the new bars in our city, even the women. And I was feeling a little out of place because of that. Dylan probably noticed that I wasn’t speaking that much and my jaw has started to ache because of too much smiling but no talking, so he tapped my shoulder and whispered to my ear, “You’ll get used to them.” He kept his hands pinned on my shoulder half of the time we were waiting for our supervisor to come down. I’m not sure if it’s because of the obvious height gap that we had that it felt perfectly comfortable for him to keep his hand on my shoulders. I didn’t bother moving it away.

  When my supervisor Sir Nathan arrived, his first impulse was to greet me with a very amicable smile. Mainly because I was the recent addition to his team and wanted to make me feel at home and comfortable. “I see Dylan here has been making progress already!” Sir Nathan joked as he tapped Dylan’s hand that rested on top of my shoulder. Dylan immediately laughed it off and took his hands off me. I laughed it off as well.

  My supervisor Sir Nathan is really nice. He seems to be one of those “good boys”, the type that you bring home to your mother kind of guy. He always looks so put together and organized. It was kind of sexy but he seemed a little bit of a “mama’s boy” type as well. He’s a little quiet and reserved most of the time, but always spoke of amazing ideas.

  The night just got better the moment we arrived from the new bar in the city called “Escape”. Drinks were flowing and everyone was laughing and talking. Words were spilling out of my mouth as well. Everyone seemed to like the less conservative me. I might learn to like this carefree feeling as well. I couldn’t even count with my fingers anymore how many times they clinked shot glasses with me and screamed “Approvals!!!” in their drunk slurry voices.

  “You still good, princess?” Dylan asked me. He didn’t seem like a lightweight, so I figured that he wasn’t drunk yet despite of the others looking tipsy already. I laughed at him and bumped my shoulder against his chest. “I’m great!” I nearly toppled over my bar stool but he caught me. “Careful, princess.” He said kindly. He kept me steady by holding me with one hand around my waist. “You can stop drinking now, if you want to.” He said again. “I’ll drink the ones they pass on to you, okay? I need you sober.” I was feeling a little tipsy myself so I agreed to what Dylan said. I was actually glad that someone was looking out for me despite that half of the people in my team are actually strangers to me.

  Another hand slipped around my waist and I nearly had a heart attack. It was Sir Nathan, standing beside me. He had asked a co-worker of mine named Andy to switch seats with him. “Dylan and I will take care of you, okay?” My supervisor said. He gave Dylan a nod that I didn’t exactly understand what it was for. But his smile looked so kind and serene that I could just say yes to anything that he says. He had that effect on almost anyone. He gave off such a positive aura that everyone seems to love. It was way past midnight and most of my team mates had gone home already. There were only four of us left, Dylan, Sir Nathan, Criselda and me. Criselda was going to be fetched by her boyfriend in a few minutes and I was going to be left with these two men.

  “I should be going too,” I said politely. Drinks have stopped being given to me because Dylan said so and I was completely sober by the time everyone started going home. “We could get you home if you want to,” said my supervisor. “Dylan and I live in the same building. We drive home together. Probably why most of our co-workers think he kisses ass.” Sir Nathan laughed. “I so do not kiss your ass, Nate.” My supervisor placed his hands on my shoulder. I’m not sure if this is right, but his hands felt so warm against my skin and it felt so tingly. I felt like I was going to melt with his touch.

  Criselda had to say goodbye after a few minutes. Soon after, I left the bar with Dylan and my supervisor Sir Nathan. Although I was pretty much sober, it was still a struggle to walk through the parking lot. The three of us were laughing about a bunch of office and meeting mishaps and I stopped minding whose arms were around or touching me. Both their hands felt warm against my skin and I felt like I wanted them to touch me even more. I know, it was very ridiculous of me to even think like that. It was against the company’s rules to even be involved with any of your co-workers in a romantic or sexual manner. Whether it was outside work or in the office itself. But the thought of it excited me, but I knew I wasn’t going to be the one to ask them for that. But damn, it was so tempting.

  As soon as we reached Sir Nathan’s car, I felt Dylan press his body against mine. He was still giggling while he was hugging my body close to his. My back was against Sir Nathan’s car and I could feel Dylan’s breath brushing against my neck. I was still laughing blissfully too, but I felt like I let out a soft moan as soon as I felt his warm breath on my skin. It felt so good. “Are you okay with this?” I heard Dylan say. I looked back at Sir Nathan who was watching us intently, with that same kind smile on his face. He seemed like he was enjoying the view and doesn’t mind any of it. Almost as if he has watched Dylan do these kinds of things to other women too that it stopped being surprising. “Don’t mind me.” Sir Nathan said.

  Dylan kissed my neck gently. His arms cradled me and I couldn’t help but let out another soft moan as he licked my neck a little. “I like you, princess.” He murmured against my neck. “I think Nathan here does, too.”

  I saw Nathan get closer and he caressed my hair. “Want to get in the car?” He said. The moment he touched my hair made me weak in my knees. His hands slowly dragged aga
inst my scalp and it felt so nice. I don’t exactly know why, but the thought of making love with them both just sent shivers down my spine.

  “Sure.” I replied.

  Chapter Two

  I was nearly breathless the moment we got into Sir Nathan’s apartment. Dylan and I couldn’t stop making out with each other while we were still in the car. Sir Nathan didn’t seem to mind and he seems to be really enjoying the sounds Dylan and I were making.

  “I need a shower.” Dylan excused himself. He seems to be very familiar of Sir Nathan’s apartment and it was quite odd. I was close to concluding that he was Sir Nathan’s lover.

  “I hope you don’t mind any of this, Alexa.” Sir Nathan said as we watched Dylan make his way to the bathroom. “Dylan and I have been friends since we were children. We’ve grown to love the same stuff and… We loved to share.” He explained. “Need a glass of water?” He asked politely. Again, with that serene smile that looked a lot more seductive and mischievous now.

  I was still confused at this point but I was already here so there’s no turning back. I watched as Sir Nathan took off his shirt. He obviously works out and I think I’m getting a little too excited. “I just hope no one in the office knows about this.” I said, trying my best to make a point. “I’m fairly new and I don’t exactly want to be mixed up with office drama…”

  Sir Nathan handed me a glass of water. “It’s a secret only the three of us will know.” He walked closer to me and touched the nape of my neck with his fingers. “We can share you, if you’re okay with that? We won’t tell anyone.” He said as he grabbed me by my hips, pressing his crotch against mine. I could feel the bulge inside his pants growing hard. “Ever since I saw you, I wanted to taste you so badly.” He leaned in to lick my lips slowly and I began to kiss him back. Our tongues met and tangled together. His hands roamed around my body, sending shivers up and down my spine. His breath smelled like alcohol and mint. It was somewhere between intoxicating and sweet.

  It was horrible of me, but I was thinking about how long Dylan will take in the shower. I felt like I was attracted to him more than I was with Sir Nathan, but they both are good kissers. Both their touches feel like a jolt of electricity running through my veins. “Should we wait for Dylan?” I asked. “We can wait for him in the bedroom.” He said.

  Sir Nathan led me to his bedroom. In my head, he was still the same quiet and reserved supervisor that I knew at work. His room was very minimalist just like his living room. No picture frames or whatsoever, just a few furniture here and there. His bed was a king size, with extremely soft duvet covers that made me feel like I’m in the clouds as soon as he let me lie in them. He kept my clothes on, probably for the tease. He lifted my dress up just a little and started plotting gentle kisses on my thighs. Occasionally he would look up at me and grin whenever I would let out a soft moan. He lifted my dress even more, exposing my already damp grey panties. He stroked my panties with his index finger, the fabric clinging to the dampness of my labia. “Getting excited?” He grinned as he kissed my pussy against my underwear. I let out another soft moan.

  “Couldn’t wait?” Dylan said as he stood naked leaning on the doorframe. He was holding his already hard cock upright, stroking it a little. Then, he sat near the edge of the bed and caressed my leg. I could smell the clean scent of soap against his skin and I wanted to pull him next to me and kiss him. I’m being such a bad girl tonight.

  Sir Nathan rubbed my pussy against my panties just a little more vigorous and I felt myself get even wetter. Dylan slid my black dress off without hesitation and cupped my breasts. “They’re huge.” He said as he leaned down to licked one boob, sliding down the cup of my bra so he could suck on my nipple.

  I felt weak. It was my weakness to have my nipple sucked along with my pussy being played with. I felt like I was going to orgasm already and I was trying my best not to.

  Sir Nathan pulled my panties off, then started unzipping his pants as well. Dylan was busy sucking and playing with my nipples, switching from one boob to another.

  I was nearly writhing in bed as soon as I felt Sir Nathan get in between my legs, licking my pussy slowly with his warm tongue. “Oh god,” I moaned. He continued to wriggle his tongue slowly against my soaking wet pussy. It was too obvious on how excited I was. I was so ready to take both their cocks inside me. I knew I was dripping wet down there.

  Dylan grabbed my hand and made me stroke his cock for him while he sucked on my tits. His cock was so hard and I could feel it throbbing against my hand. He was well endowed. I wondered if I could even get all of it to fit inside me.

  Sir Nathan was licking my pussy in all the right places, the way he would suck my clit with the right pressure made me want to cum even more. He probably noticed the way my hips tensed, so he started licking my pussy faster. The rhythm of his tongue flicking and sucking felt like I could squirt and cum on his bed uncontrollably.

  I kept stroking Dylan’s cock as I was about to cum. With my other hand, I was nearly pulling Sir Nathan’s hair as I get closer to orgasm. “Aaahhh, Sir Nathan!” I moaned loudly.

  He quickened the pace of his licking, the pressure he was applying against my clit made me cum. I squirted just a little, but Sir Nathan didn’t stop licking my pussy. I kept moaning loud, and I could feel my pussy dripping with something sticky. “You taste so good.” Sir Nathan murmured against my pussy as he kept slurping my cum.

  Dylan moved his hips closer to me, his cock bumping against my cheek. “Put it on your mouth, princess.” He commanded. I beckoned him to come a little closer, then held his cock against my lips and I started to swirl my tongue around its head. He moaned. “Your mouth is warm, princess.” He started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth slowly. It felt nice against my lips and I didn’t want him to stop.

  I was nearly breathless when I felt the tip of Sir Nathan’s cock rubbing against my clit. “Damn, you’re wet.” He said as he continued to soak the tip of his cock against my pussy.

  My mouth was too occupied with Dylan’s cock. It was so huge that I was almost choking in my own breath. But the feeling of my lips being wrapped around it felt so good, almost as if I’m suspended in the clouds because of all the emotions I’m feeling.

  I let out a loud moan against Dylan’s cock as I felt Sir Nathan thrust his cock deeper inside my wet pussy. I could feel my juices dripping out as he pushed deeper.

  Sir Nathan placed my legs above his shoulders as he kept thrusting. He was as big as Dylan and it felt amazing inside me. I could feel every vein throbbing in his cock as he slid it in and out of me.

  Dylan was playing with my tits as he kept my mouth full with his cock. I felt another hand grab my tits and it was Sir Nathan this time. They were both clutching my breasts as they had their cocks inside my mouth and my pussy.

  I was feeling so overwhelmed but I must admit that it felt heavenly. Two cocks were definitely better than one.

  Sir Nathan was moaning louder this time. His grip against my tits were harder. “I’m cumming…” He said. His thrusts became faster and deeper. Dylan still kept his cock near my mouth, slapping it against my lips from time to time. “She’s so wet I can’t help it.” He said as he kept moaning.

  As soon as Sir Nathan knew he was going to cum already, he pulled his cock out and continued to jerk it off. He was staring and rubbing my pussy with his other hand while he continued. His moans were so sexy and loud that I wanted to tell him how it was okay to cum inside me. But I didn’t. I let him cum near my tummy. I felt the squirt of his warm cum spilling on me. I felt victorious in a way. I have pleasured my supervisor.

  “We’re not done, princess.” Dylan said. Sir Nathan moved away from me as Dylan went between my legs. Sir Nathan got a towel near his bedside drawer and wiped away the cum he has spilled on me. “My turn.” Dylan said with a grin on his face.

  I don’t know why, but I grinned too. My body couldn’t resist surrendering to the pleasure I was feeling. As much as I was aware on how I could
possibly lose my job over a night of pleasure, I felt like it was all worth it.

  Dylan held his cock against my still soaking wet pussy, slowly pushing it deeper and deeper inside me. I felt a gentle hand caressing my hair, when I looked up, it was Sir Nathan lying next to me. His lips drawn to a gentle smile as he stroked my hair, almost as if he was trying to comfort me.

  Dylan kept fucking me, his pace was a lot different from Sir Nathan. He was slightly more aggressive, and he seems to be hitting the right spot with his every thrust and I honestly felt like I was about to orgasm again.

  I gripped my boob, playing with my nipple as Dylan kept doing me. The feeling of getting closer to another orgasm is nearly peaking as the nipple play intensified it.

  Sir Nathan probably saw that I wanted my nipples played, so he scooted a little closer and started licking them for me. He grabbed my hand and kept it on top of my head. He kept licking and licking until I was so close to cumming again. Dylan was about to cum too. “Ohhh fuck!” He exclaimed as he was so close already. I started squirting a little again as I orgasmed. The sensation must have sent Dylan into frenzy that he couldn’t help but cum already. He thrust deeper as I felt his warm cum spill inside me.

  “Crap, I’m sorry.” He said, almost genuinely apologetic. “It’s fine,” I told him. I knew I was in a regular dose of birth control because of my hormonal issues. I knew I was 99.9% safe.

  He carefully pulled out and Sir Nathan handed me a towel to wipe myself with. “Couldn’t help yourself eh?” He said with a giggle.