It was now day 2 of the “Super Epic Dad Meetup Party” and Swagmeyer was feeling a bit tense. Most of the dads were in a media room watching Bea streaming the ending of Omori, but he didn’t really feel like it. Whenever he started thinking about his ex he had the unignorable urge to work out and boy was it coming on strong. “Women, what a pain in the ass” he muttered as he mixed up a protein shake and headed towards the on-site gym. Walking in the door, he was surprised to see Annie bench pressing with Johnny spotting him. The TVs in the gym that were supposed to be showing the stream were off. “Aren’t you niggers supposed to be watching the stream?” he asked. “Aren’t you?” Annie replied with a grunt as he hoisted the cold, heavy iron. “Say what you want about the guy, that is some nice form. And those triceps would look hot in a--“Swag suppressed the thought. He made a mental note to get some new gym shorts because these were feeling a bit tight at the moment. “Must be the gains.” Annie kept up under Johnny’s very attentive supervision. “Anyway,” he said, “only green badges get the good seats. Fuck that.” “Grey pride” said Johnny with a nod. “Hard to argue with that” Swag thought. “These boys are fine – I mean alright.”
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts – was it getting hot in here? – Swag walked to the rack to start some dumbbell curls. Nothing like pumping iron with the boys to get your mind off of girls, right? Starting his workout, his mind drifted to questions at first mundane and gradually more philosophical. “What is the purpose of life? Why am I here?” Obviously fucking bitches, getting money and building muscle is life’s purpose, but why was he here? Not in a grand sense, but why was he at this convention center? Something to do with a vtuber maybe? Eh, probably not important. Turning his attention to Annie and Johnny, he noticed their conversation was getting a little heated. It was hard to hear over his earbuds, but whatever Annie said must have pissed Johnny off big time as he pressed the bar down on Annie’s throat. Stopping the music, Swag asked what was going on. “This little faggot needs correction, that’s what’s going on!” Johnny said, his pants coming off faster than Swag thought possible. “You going to help?” “I don’t know man, sound like a bad—” Swag’s resolved lasted almost four seconds before his groaning zipper let him know resistance was pointless. Besides, this clearly wasn’t Johnny’s first forcible sodomy and he did not want to be on the receiving end of that monster between Johnny’s legs. The Xbox name made a lot more sense now. “Tag me in bro!” he said as he stripped down to his socks and swaggered over.
Annie was having the least fun of anyone in the room. His gurgling against the weight of the bar was a hilarious harbinger of things to come as his legs writhed uselessly. Swag wasn’t gay or anything, but the thought of fucking some respect into this troublemaker had crossed his mind a time or two so it was hard to feel too bad for him. Besides, he’s probably into it. Annie took a huge gasp of air as the bar was lifted from his throat, only to have his mouth stuffed by Johnny’s jawbreaker a moment after. Swag had nothing to be ashamed of in the meat department, but that looked like it was painful. Perhaps it was a mercy that he would be the one to void Annie’s warranty. With grim resolve he pulled his fellow dad’s pants down, spit on his cock and thrust his swagger dagger into its new home. It wasn’t as tight as he had expected. Indeed, Annie seemed to be putting up less and less resistance as the cock flopping around on his stomach started to stand erect. It was decent as far as cocks go. Annie reached for it to start jerking himself off before Swag slapped his hand away and started jerking it off himself. Least he could do really. Hammering away on their respective holes, the two studs caught each other’s eye and went for a quick high five. It was almost time to pop for both of them and they knew exactly where it was going. Sensing the mood, Annie muttered “Is that all you faggots got?” in one of the brief moments his mouth wasn’t filled with dad dick. “Not hardly!” Johnny shouted as he slapped his sausage across Annie’s dumb beard.
Johnny lifted him off the bench with one arm as he pointed for Swag to lay on it. Confused, he did as he was told. “Ride.” Johnny barked at Annie. He didn’t sound like he was joking around so he began to ride like a cowboy on Swag’s dick. What happened next surprised the two men as Johnny casually walked between their legs and shoved his manhood into Annie’s ass alongside Swag’s. Annie’s eyes almost popped out of his head as his ass struggled to accommodate the two hung men. The dads were thrusting away like pistons in the world’s gayest engine when Vimy walked in the room, checked his phone and said “Oh fuck there was a stream!” as he ran out again, oblivious to the pile of muscle and testosterone on the bench. “Really?” Swag muttered as he continued pounding away at Annie’s back door. For his part, Annie was doing okay muttering in broken Spanish and staring off into the distance at nothing in particular. He was like the meat in a cockmeat sandwich, except the bread is just more cock. As the lads got close to the finish line, their members swelled further in anticipation, increasing the friction, tightness and heat. Annie was probably thinking he could light a cigarette with his asshole right about—NOW. The two studs came at the same time deep in their lover’s ass as the last bit of prostate stimulation made him fire off too. Remembering the protein shake he brought, Swag placed it under Annie’s ass as he farted their loads into it. “If that isn’t a dad shake, I don’t know what is!” Annie cheered as he gulped down the concoction and smiled. Just then, Bea and all the dads burst into the gym clapping and cheering. “You did it, sugoi!” exclaimed Bea, “You double lost to the cock!” Annie smirked “Oh that, that was nothing.” as dad cum dribbled from his mustache. As it turned out, the Omori stream wasn’t about Omori at all! Everyone had been watching on camera the whole time. “That’s Bea for you!” joked Swag as everyone shared a knowing laugh.
THE END