Date: Wed, 23 Apr 2014 04:02:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Julian Otero <ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com>
Subject: Our Boys Lee and Eric   part 2

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Danny: daddy, husband
Lee: older boy, 14
Eric: younger boy, 12
Lisa: mother, wife


Our Boys Lee and Eric part 2

As we discussed father and son things I lightly caressed his balls, the
soft pouch full and warm and heavy in my palm. Lee, in just his jock, stood
in front of me, his 14 year old spermy near-naked magnificence overwhelming
me as always. I never tired of him.

Summer hadn't yet officially begun but my boy's skin was golden already,
radiant from the sun. His lips were more sensual than ever, those hazel
eyes alert and happy. When something pleased him he smiled his chipmunk
smile, warming my heart as usual. My caressing palm lifted his juvenile
genitals gently. That winning smile again!

Already he was very popular with the girls, but still seemed indifferent
about pussy. He told me he was still a virgin in that department and I
believed him. How lucky I felt that my son enjoyed sexual play with me
still! But I knew it wasn't going to last much longer.

"You did very well today, Lee. I'm proud of you. You need a little work on
sliders. Otherwise, you were great."

"Yeah, that pitcher is hot. ... I mean, you know, his pitching." Blush.

"I think he's fifteen" I replied, amused by my son's slight
embarrassment. I liked the fact he could still easily embarrass himself.

"You don't need to be shy if he got you hot, you know, the other way."

I gave balls a gentle tug. Seated as I was on one of the twin beds his
groin was a few inches from my face, the clean smell from the day's
exertion pleasantly noticeable.  Our eyes met.


"Bye the way, how you commin' along with your brother?"


"Like I said, he sucks real good now. He makes me cum every time now. And I
work my finger up his ass too now.


"He's ok with that?"


"Loves it."


That pleased me very much. Though I was always happy to receive blow jobs I
much preferred fucking a young boy's ass, had even done a few of Lee's
friends, but little Eric's was prime. "You think he'll be ready for me
soon?"


"Yeah, but let me be first. You're too big to be first."


"You're right. But maybe I can be there. To watch. I like to watch."


"I can set up the camera."


"On second thought, no. No. Be alone with him and no pictures. First time
has to be private and special, you know, like, all romantic. He loves
you. He should be relaxed. Both of you. No performing distractions."


"Like my first time with you?"


"Sure honey, that was beautiful, wasn't it?... And Lee, our sex...its love
too, you know...I want you never to forget that." Saying so, I slipped off
the supporter and his cock saluted me proud and strong and straight. More
smiles.


"I know dad," Lee said very shyly "I love you."


Eric, he said, was ripe and wouldn't remain virgin much longer and Lee
suspected his mother had some "plans" for him. I wasn't surprised. My
wife's sexual nature was predatory and our younger son was a cutie who
could unconsciously arouse desire in those around him, female or
otherwise. She already had taken Lee's virginity before I had busted his
boy-cherry.  "Now go shower so I can eat that nice asshole of yours before
I fuck it."

While he showered I got naked and stretched out on my bed. My mind tried to
organize a dozen meandering cracks on the ceiling of our dorm room, but I
soon gave that up. From the hall I could hear high adolescent and low
mature male voices, which I found erotic and made my cock grow. I occupied
myself with thoughts of Eric.


Lee had introduced his younger brother to the joy of boy sex two years ago,
Eric 11 at the time. I had been patiently waiting until the younger one
seemed ready to deal with a man-sized cock. His big brother's was almost
that size and as soon as Lee got it into him, I would be next.

I had been having sex with my older boy since he was 12. We'd always been
close in spirit and there was nothing we couldn't confide to each other. He
wasn't shocked when I moved our relationship into sexually intimate
territory.


That day I drove him to a game and during our casual conversation gay sex
came up. Lee wanted to know how common I thought it was among grown men.
"When I was in the Navy there was a lot. On shipboard you could easily get
sucked off if you wanted it. Guys openly jerked off in their bunk. Since I
was a junior officer I had a little more privacy."


"You ever get sucked?" He looked at me with big 12 year old doe eyes and
expected the truth. Long ago I told him I would truthfully answer any
question he asked me. This was a test of that promise.


"Yeah," I said, "I was sucked a lot in the Navy" From the corner of my
vision I saw him grope himself. I was ready for the next question, but he
didn't ask it.


As I watched that day's game I thought about his sudden interest in my sex
life. My answer didn't did seem to faze him and I wondered if he'd become
sexually active with his friends. Sex was so glorious at his age! That's
when I started—with boys. Girls came along in college. In the Navy I had
sucked and been sucked by a score of young, handsome enlistees. I fucked
some of them too. A few begged for it.


Watching the game I noticed how my eyes were lingering over the boys,
appreciating their slender bodies, their sung uniforms, realized the
temptation they must present to pedophiles when they crouched and their
little round butt cheeks opened. My son's was one of the best butts out
there.  Then—I admitted it—I wanted to fuck a young one again. All
the pleasure in the Navy came flooding back and tightened my balls and
enlarged my cock. These boys on the field, my boy, that day reawakened
pleasurable memories of my own school boy sex episodes. I was the pedophile
on the sidelines that day, and it was my son who interested me most of all.


Wouldn't it be a nice father-son bonding experience? that secret voice in
me prompted. "Go ahead" I thought, "do it with him." Wouldn't it be
beautiful to lay side by side and masturbate with him, maybe suck
him...maybe, if he lets me, fuck his little tight round boy ass?


Game over, driving him, Lee got up the nerve to ask the question that I had
expected would follow on the first.


"Yes, son, I have. Lot's of men have. I don't regret it. Have you sucked
any of your friends? Is that why you want to know?"


He had his hand between his legs and wasn't ashamed to let me see. I groped
myself too as we drove along.


"Let's continue this when we get home" I declared.



end part 2

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Regards,
Julian
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