Date: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 07:41:28 -0800
From: Carl Robinson <niftytakechargedad@yahoo.com>
Subject: Taking Charge of My Family 3

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Taking Charge of My Family -- 3
"Taking Charge of the Boys"

	Fortunately and unfortunately, the issue of Madison and
homosexuality came to a head a couple days later. Unfortunately, because
Madison was hurt, more emotionally than physically, and fortunately,
because at least I finally had a heart to heart talk with Madison and got
the boy to open up to me, which made me realize I needed step up and take
charge of the boys.

	It was the third day of school for the kids in early
September. School had started right after Labor Day, so it was Friday when
the gay shit hit the fan. Sara was out of the house, she was with Katy,
taking her to the doctor's appointment I had scheduled. I was alone in the
house, working in my office on the plans for the expansion of the house,
when I heard the front door bang open than slam shut. Someone ran through
the living room then slammed the door to the upstairs guestroom where Sara,
Katy and Madison kept their things.

	I was angry when I got up to go yell at whoever was mistreating my
house, but the anger left me when I got to the door of the bedroom and
could hear Madison sobbing hysterically inside. I took a deep breath to
make sure I wouldn't appear angry, then opened the door. He was curled up
on the bed, his face buried in the pillow that he was clutching. "Maddy?
What's wrong?" I asked as gently as I could.

	"Just, uh, go, away, uh, and, leave, uh, me, uh, alone," he
stuttered out between sobs.

	I started trying to imagine what could be wrong, when I heard the
door to the front of the house open. I figured Ricky might know what was
going on and it would be better to go ask him than stand there speculating
wildly. "Madison, everything is going to be alright. I'm going to go talk
to Ricky for a second than I'll be right back," I said, try to sound
reassuring.

	Ricky had headed straight downstairs to his bedroom after coming in
the house. He was sitting on his bed taking off his shoes when I found
him. "Ricky do you know what happened to Madison? Why is he so upset?" I
asked.

	"The little drama queen is just over reacting to some teasing he
got on the bus ride home," said Ricky frowning, "It was no big deal."

	"What happened?" I said, a little bit of anger creeping into my
voice.

	"Some of his classmates were calling him names and horsing around,
you know, the usual grade school shit," he said.

	"No, I don't know, that is why I am asking you. What names were
they calling him?" I asked as I started to get testy.

	"Like faggot and cucksucker," said Ricky.

	"And what does 'horsing around' entail?" I asked angrily.

	Ricky was smart enough to recognize that I was upset, his tone
became defensive, "Nothing serious, they just shoved him a little and
played keep away with his backpack. They gave it back when they got to our
stop."

	"And what were you doing during this?" I asked.

	"I was in the back hanging out with some of the high school guys. I
would have stopped them for doing anything to hurt him, I swear," he said.

	"THEY DID HURT HIM!" I yelled out. I wanted to go over there and
smack him. I took a deep breath and counted to five to help regain my
composure before continuing. I had made a mistake in slapping Sara in anger
and I didn't want to repeat it. "Why didn't you come to your brother's
defense?" I asked.

	Ricky at least had the sense to start looking a bit guilty, "Come
on, all kids get teased, it's just a part of being a kid. I got teased when
I was his age too. Besides, we all know its true. I'm trying to make
friends at a new school, I don't want guys thinking I'm a fag too."

	"He is your brother. His safety and welfare should mean a hell of a
lot more to you than making friends. In ten years you won't give a shit
about those guys on the bus but Madison will still be your brother. You are
confined to your room until I figure out how to properly punish you," I
yelled at him.

	"Punish me? For what? I didn't do anything!" he protested.

	"Exactly," I said as I shut his door and went back upstairs to talk
to Madison.

	I went into the bedroom and sat down on the bed next to
Madison. His crying had subsided and he was sniffling as he continued to
hug the pillow. I gently rubbed his back.

	"No one likes me," he said sniffling.

	"That's not true Madison. I like you, and I always will, no matter
what. Your mother and siblings like you too," I said trying to comfort the
boy. I had been expecting him to complain about the boys bullying him, not
crying about no one liking him. Obviously the boys teasing him had
triggered some deeper turmoil.

	"Ricky doesn't like me. My daddy doesn't like me or he would have
visited me. Ricky and Katy's dads visited them," he said as he rolled over
so his back was to me. He started crying again.

	"Ricky likes you. All of the family likes and loves you. You are a
great little boy. Ricky was just being a stupid jerk today," I said trying
to comfort him.

	"No, Ricky loves mommy and Katy but not me. I told Ricky I love him
and he told me to stop being a little fag," said Madison.

	"Ricky is still a boy himself, and boys make mistakes. He shouldn't
be calling you names, and he should have stood up for you today. He
shouldn't have let those boys be mean and call you names. As for your
father, he doesn't even know about you. Your mother never told him you were
born. She was afraid he would take you from her if she told him. If your
father knew you, he would love you as much as I do," I said. The part about
his father was a mix of a lie and some truth. Sara had told the man she was
pregnant and he claimed that the child was probably from one of the other
guys at the bachelor party but said he was willing to give her money for an
abortion even if the baby wasn't his, then he threatened to sue her if she
ever tried to claim he got her pregnant.

	"Really? It isn't because I'm a fag?" asked Madison, turning back
to look up at me. His eyes were red and puffy.

	"Maddy do you even know what a fag is?" I asked.

	"Someone everybody hates," he answered, breaking my heart.

	"Oh baby, that's not what it means," I said as I pulled him up off
the bed and hugged him tightly. I heard a noise from the doorway and turned
to see Ricky standing just outside the room. He had tears running down his
cheeks and I could see the shame and guilt he was feeling written all over
his face. I didn't say anything but gave Ricky a disapproving look, mainly
for how he had treated Madison but also because he had disobeyed me and
left his room.

	"Oh God, I'm so sorry Madison, I didn't mean it like that," said
Ricky.

	"What happened between you two? Why did YOU call him a fag?" I
asked.

	Ricky walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed with his back
to me. I think he didn't want me to see him crying as he explained what
happened, "It was Tuesday morning when we were getting off the bus and
heading to school for the first day of class. He came up to me to say
goodbye and hugged me. When he said he loved me and tried to kiss me I
panicked; there were people around. So I told him to stop being such a
fag. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said it, and I should have talked to
him about it later, but I forgot. I didn't think it was such a big deal. I
fucked up. A couple of the boys in his class saw and heard it, which was
probably what lead to the teasing today. I'm sorry Madison, I do love
you. I like you a lot. You are the best little brother ever, and I'm sorry
I didn't stick up for you today. I'm a rotten big brother."

	Ricky telling him that he loved him seemed to relax Madison a
bit. The boy turned and looked up at me with a curious expression on his
face, "What's a fag than?"

	I answered quickly, not yet trusting Ricky to answer, "It is
another name for a gay boy or man. Some people use it as an insult but
since there is nothing wrong with being gay, it isn't really an
insult. Gays are just guys that like other guys the way most guys like
girls. A gay boy would rather play with another boy's penis than with a
girl's pussy. There is nothing wrong with being gay despite what some
stupid bigots think," I said, looking directly at Ricky as I said the last
part. The teen had the decency to hang his head in shame in response.

	I rubbed Madison's back while I let him digest what I told
him. When he seemed like he digested what I had said, I started asking him
questions, "Tell me the truth Madison, when Ricky and I are playing sex
games with Katy and your mommy, are you wishing you were playing with the
girls' pussies or playing with our dicks?"

	He blushed and hesitated a bit before answering, "I like your
dicks, they make me feel all tingly. Does that make me a fag?"

	I smiled and tussled his hair, "Probably. But remember, there is
nothing wrong with being a fag. Some people think fags are bad just like
they think sluts are bad. A fag is really just a boy version of a
slut. Would you like to be a little boy version of a slut?" I asked, trying
to defuse the power of the word.

	"A slut? Like mommy and Katy?" He asked. Apparently he had been
paying attention to all the dirty talk that accompanied our evening 'sex
education' lessons.

	"Yeah, Katy and your mommy like being sluts, even though some
people think being a slut is bad. So we just don't tell people about them
being sluts and how much fun we have. That is our family secret. If you
aren't ready to have other boys teasing you about being a fag, we just
won't let them know about what we do," I said.

	"The kids at school say its wrong for boys to be cocksuckers," he
said, still not quite able to get past the societal and cultural
brainwashing against homosexuality.

	I turned and looked over at Ricky sitting on the edge of the bed,
"There is nothing wrong with boys sucking cock. Is there Ricky?"

	He looked up at me and sighed, knowing what I was suggesting
without me having to come and tell him. "No, there isn't. Can I suck your
cock Maddy? I'd really like to make you feel good as a way of showing you
how sorry I am for letting those boys bully you today."

	"Really? You want to suck me?" asked Madison, not quite believing
his jock older brother was offering to suck his dick.

	I shifted around on the bed so that my back was resting against the
headboard and Maddy was sitting in between my legs with his cute little
butt resting against my crotch, and his back against my stomach. I was in
my usual lounge around the house clothes, just a pair of boxers. "Come on
Ricky, beg to suck your little brother's cock, show him how a fag begs to
suck dick," I said, taking pleasure in humiliating Ricky as part of his
punishment for how he treated Maddy.

	Ricky knew he didn't really have a choice but to do what I
said. "Please Maddy, I want to suck your dick, I need to suck your dick,
please?" he begged as he turned around on the bed and started running his
hands up and down Madison's bare calves.

	My ten-year-old grandson took his first step into the world of real
sex by just shrugging his shoulders and saying, "Okay."

	"Ricky, take your clothes off," I said as I reached down and
unbuttoned Madison's shorts. He lifted his hips so I could slide his shorts
and underwear down and off his thin legs. I then stripped off his t-shirt,
leaving him sitting naked between my legs except for his socks. He had a
nice all over tan from running around outside naked for the last couple
weeks. His body was hairless with the exception of some soft downy blond
hairs on his forearms. His immature cock was not yet hard and the foreskin
still covered the head. I started stroking Maddy's cock for him as we
watched his fifteen-year-old brother strip. Madison's cock was quickly
filling with blood. I leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Do you like
looking at your brother's body Maddy? He is really cute isn't he?" The boy
just nodded, too focused on watching Ricky's naked body to say anything.

	I was not a complete stranger to sex between males. I had fooled
around with a couple of my friends when I was twelve. Then in college,
before I got serious with Joan, I would occasionally visit a cruisy
bathroom in the science building. I would usually be able to find some
horny college boy that was desperate to suck my cock. Although Joan might
have cheated on me, I had taken my wedding vows seriously, so it had been
almost forty years since I'd actually had sex with another male. The
playful groping I had down over the last week with Madison didn't really
count as sex. Now, as I sat there with my naked ten-year-old grandson in my
lap as he was about to get a blowjob from his older brother and knowing
that I could make them do anything I wanted, my mind was imagining all
kinds of fun I could have with the boys.

	Being in control and ordering my family around sexually was an
aphrodisiac that was pushing me to more and more perverted heights of
horniness, or maybe it was pushing me to more and more horny depths of
perversion. As Ricky lay down on the bed and began licking Madison's cock,
I took my hand off the boy's thin four-inch rod and ran my finger down to
the boy's asshole. While Ricky was sucking the boy, I started rubbing
Maddy's asshole. I also had a nice view of Ricky's firm butt checks as he
lay on the bed. The thought of fucking my grandsons, shoving my thick eight
inch cock up their virgin ass, had me rock hard. Madison could feel my hard
cock pressing into his lower back and he reached an arm around behind his
back and grabbed it with his little hand.

	I noticed that Ricky seemed to know what he was doing. It certainly
did not look like this was the first time he had a cock in his mouth. "Suck
that little boy cock Ricky. After you are done with Maddy, you can taste a
real man's cock," I said. I reached down and ran my fingers through Ricky's
wavy black hair. I could hardly wait until he was gagging on my cock.

	It took some effort, but I managed to turn my attention back to
Madison. The boy was making a barely audible sound, something between
moaning and crying. I took the hand I was using to play with the boy's ass
and brought it to my mouth. I spit on my fingers then returned them to the
boy's groin and started rubbing the spit into his asshole. When it was good
and wet, I started working my pinky finger into his ass. "I love you so
much Maddy. Will you be grandpa's little slut boy? Will you let me show you
my love the way I show it to your mommy and sister?" I asked as I played
with his tight little boyhole.

	"Ahhh, yes grampa, yes, play with me like you do mommy and Katy,"
he said as he started bucking his hips up into Ricky's mouth.

	"Yeah, soon baby, soon you'll be grandpa's little fag slut boy," I
said as felt him tense up as he approached his orgasm.

	"Ahhhhh," he cried out as his body was rocked by his dry orgasm.

	When Madison was finished cumming, Ricky propped himself up on his
elbows and smiled at his little brother. "You forgive me for being such a
jerk Madison?" he asked.

	It took Madison a few seconds to recover enough to smile back at
his brother and answer, "I forgive you."

	"Okay, now you boys kiss and make up," I teased, but Madison took
me seriously and leaned down and kissed Ricky on the lips. I took the
opportunity to stand up and pull my boxers off. Ricky looked at my hard
cock warily.

	"Ricky, be honest with me, that wasn't the first time you sucked a
cock was it? You ever a suck a man's cock before or did you just fool
around with some friends?" I asked as wrapped my hand around the base of my
shaft and my balls and tugged on myself.

	Ricky blushed ever so slightly, "It was a man's cock."

	"Details," I said as I sat back down on the bed and toyed with my
cock waiting for him to tell me the story.

	Ricky slide up the bed until his face was right next to my cock. I
could feel his breath on my cock as he started to tell his story of sucking
a man's cock, "It wasn't as big as yours. It belonged to our landlord, and
before you ask, no my mom didn't make me do it. She and Katy don't know
about this. It started a couple years ago. He first started to pay me a few
dollars to do odd jobs around the apartment building. We never had much
money, so I took the opportunity to earn some of my own. One day I asked if
he had any work for me and he said he didn't. I was bummed because I wanted
to go to the movies that night with my friends but was broke. He said that
while he didn't have any work for me, he would give me twenty bucks if he
could suck my cock."

	I slapped his face a couple times with my cock. "I asked you if you
had sucked a man's cock, not had yours sucked," I said in a pretend angry
voice.

	Ricky laughed nervously and continued, "I'm getting there, geez. So
I accepted his offer of getting money and a blowjob. What a deal right?
Well, soon I was no longer having to doing any work around the place
because he was sucking my dick on a regular basis. It was great, what
thirteen-year-old doesn't want money and blowjobs as often as he can get
them? I got kind of addicted to it and then he went on vacation with his
wife for two weeks. When he got back I was so horny and still he made me
wait a couple days. Finally we get together and he sucks me for just a
couple minutes then stops. He says if I want him to finish the blowjob I
need to give him one first and that instead of the usual twenty bucks,
he'll give me fifty. I protested a bit at first, said I wasn't a fag and
all that, but eventually I agreed. So up until his wife found the pictures
of Katy, once a week we would get together and exchange blowjobs."

	Hearing my grandson admit that he had been whoring himself had my
cock leaking. I rubbed the head of my cock around his face, leaving trails
of cock slime on his cheeks, nose, and forehead. "You two ever fuck?" I
asked.

	He looked up at me, he was flushed and had a look of shame on his
face, "No sir, although I probably would have let him fuck me if he paid me
enough, but he never asked," he admitted. He then looked at my cock, "Are
you going to make me into your little fag slut boy too?" There was a mix of
fear and lust in his voice.

	"No Ricky I'm not," I replied. He looked up in surprise; it wasn't
the answer he had been expecting. I let him stew for a minute. Madison was
sitting on the bed next to me, listening and watching intently, so I
reached over and pulled him close, hugging him. "Madison gets to be my
little fag boy slut because he is a good boy," I said as I smiled at
Madison then leaned over and kissed his forehead. He beamed with pride from
the attention and the compliment.

	I turned back to Ricky, an evil grin on my face, "You Ricky, you
are a bad boy. Whoring yourself out to a pervert that just wanted to use
you for sex while rejecting your brother when he tries to show you how much
he loves you. No Ricky, you don't get to be a fag boy slut. You are going
to be my faggot bitch," I said.

	Ricky's fear was winning out over his lust when I reached down and
grabbed a fistful of his black hair, "Now open up your faggot mouth and
taste the cock that owns you bitch," I growled. As soon as he opened his
mouth I shoved my cock in and yanked his head, shoving my cock down his
throat until he gagged.

	Ricky was lucky that I hadn't cum since this morning when I fucked
Sara after he and his siblings left for school. Between that and watching
him suck off his little brother while I played with Maddy's ass and the boy
groped my cock, I was already close to cumming by the time I started raping
Ricky's throat. The teen had tears in his eyes from gagging on my thick
cock as I rammed it in and out of his throat. He retched a couple times but
managed to avoid throwing up all over me. After just a couple of minutes of
skull fucking the lad, I was ready to cum. I pulled his head off my cock
and jacked myself a couple times until I shot my load all over his face.

	Without giving him any time to recover, I pushed him off the bed
and onto the floor, "Okay bitch, that was just the beginning of your
punishment. Get yourself into the living room and stand in the middle of
the room with your hands behind your head, and don't you dare wipe my cum
off your face, you understand me?"

	"Yes sir," he said as he picked himself up off the floor. When he
stood, I saw that his cock was half hard. I stayed on the bed and cuddled
with Madison as Ricky turned and left the room. I explained to Madison that
I wanted him to help me punish Ricky for not coming to his aid earlier
today and also for disobeying my order that he stay in his room until
further notice. The boy got excited at the prospect of being my little
helper in punishing Ricky.

	I sent Madison off with some instructions, then went into my room
and the bathroom to gather the supplies I would need. I put what I would
need in a small bag so Ricky wouldn't know what my plans were, I went into
the living room where Ricky and Madison were waiting.

	"Okay Ricky, you are going to be punished. You know what you did
was wrong. You mistreated your brother, you didn't come to his defense when
he was under attack by bullies, and you disobeyed me by leaving your room
against my express request. You didn't act like a man today, so you don't
deserve to look like a man anymore," I said.

	Ricky panicked for just a second, thinking that I was referring to
his cock, so he actually let out a sigh of relief when I pulled out the
hair clippers and a razor. Madison brought out a towel which he set down on
the floor for Ricky to stand on. I used the clippers to remove all the hair
from his pits, arms, crotch, and legs. I then lathered him up with shaving
cream and shaved him bare from the neck down. Madison used a washcloth to
wipe him off then giggled when he was finished and said, "He looks like a
baby, even I have more hair then he does now."

	"That's because he has been acting like a baby," I said.

	Between having me manipulate his cock while I shaved his pubes and
balls, and then Maddy wiping him down, Ricky's cock was hard. "Okay
Madison, go get the special towel I had you prepare," I said to
Madison. The boy ran into the kitchen and returned with a damp towel that
had been placed in the refrigerator. I pressed the cold towel into his cock
until it had the desired effect and Ricky lost his erection.

	Once he was soft, I reached into the bag and pulled out a plastic
male chastity device. It was one of the toys I had purchased when doing the
online shopping with Katy in my lap. I had told her that if she let Ricky
fuck her before she was on the pill I was going to put this on Ricky and
never let him fuck her again. I also made her promise not to tell Ricky
about it in case I needed to use it to punish him for something else, like
today.

	Ricky must have done enough exploring online to know what it was
because he actually whimpered when he saw it come out of the bag. I quickly
slipped the base over his cock and balls, then slide the shaft piece onto
his cock and closed it. Then I locked it into place. "You are not allowed
to cum until your punishment is over. The more you complain, protest, or
refuse to do anything that any member of this family ask you to do while
you are being punished, the longer it will last. Do you understand?"

	Ricky nodded, "Yes sir, but please Grandpa, don't tell mom and Katy
that I had sex with the landlord for money."

	"You are not in the position to make any requests of me bitch. But,
if it gives you any comfort, I was not planning on saying anything about
that to them," I said. It was the truth; I didn't have any plans to 'say'
anything about it. I picked up the bag and walked behind him. I took out
the smallest butt plug and some lube. I quickly worked it into his ass, not
being gentle about it. It was small and went in without too much effort but
it did elicit a gasp of pain from the boy.

	"I will start you out slow because I could tell you really did feel
bad about what happened to your brother, and I know you are genuinely sorry
that you screwed up. If I didn't think you really did love and care about
your brother, I'd be ripping your ass open with my cock right now. Instead,
over the next couple of days I will loosen your ass up so that you might
even enjoy it when I take your faggot bitch cherry. So you better start
learning how to open your ass up cause I will be fucking you before you go
back to school on Monday," I said as I put pressure on the base of the butt
plug.

	"Thank you for showing mercy on me grandpa," said Ricky, his voice
trembling as he was likely picturing my large cock trying to fit inside his
tight asshole which was struggling with even the smallest plug.

	There was one more item left in the bag. I reached in and pulled
out a black sharpie permanent marker. I walked in front of him and wrote on
his chest, making sure to take my time and take breaks to pinch his nipples
and flick his skin with my fingers. I wanted to make sure he was distracted
so he couldn't tell what I wrote by mentally tracing the feeling the pen
against his chest. When I was done I went behind him and manipulate the
plug with one hand as I wrote on his back with the other. He occassionally
squirmed, so I slapped his ass a few times to admonish him and tell him to
stand still. When I was done I walked around him and admired my handwork.

	Even though I had cum about a half hour ago, the site of Ricky, the
young teenage godling, standing there naked, shaved bare, his cock locked
up, a butt plug in his ass, and cum drying on his face had me hard
again. Across his chest I had written:

FAGGOT BITCH

and on his back was:

I AM A WHORE I sucked cock for money

I was a man of my word. I was not going to say anything about him whoring
himself out, but I was sure his mother and sister would ask him about it
anyway.

	I went over to the couch and sat down, patting the seat next to me
as I called to Madison. "So Madison, as long as Ricky is wearing that
plastic thing on his dick, he is being punished and is the household
slave. So that means he has to do anything you tell him to do. But
remember, he is still your brother, so don't make him do anything that is
dangerous or will hurt him," I said. While I certainly intended to spank
Ricky at some point this weekend, and I knew it would probably hurt when I
fucked him, I didn't trust a ten-year-old boy to accurately judge how much
he could hurt his brother without injuring him. I figured it would be best
to just draw a bright line for Madison.

	"Okay," said Madison.

	"Good, now I think he should teach you how to give Grandpa a
blowjob, a nice slow loving blowjob like he gave to you. Would you like to
learn how to suck me like that?" I asked.

	Madison looked over at my hard cock and nodded.

	"Hey Bitch, get over here and teach your little brother how to
please a man," I said, sneering at Ricky.

	Ricky was happy to be able to finally move from his position and
bring his arms down. He came over and knelt on the floor in front of
me. This time, I refrained from grabbing his head and raping his
mouth. Ricky was a good teacher, he alternated between explanations and
demonstrations. He would first demonstrate on me, then demonstrate on
Madison so that the boy could feel what he was talking about, and finally
he would have Madison practice what he learned on me. Ricky taught him the
importance of making sure he didn't scrape the cock with his teeth; how to
focus on the head but not completely ignore the balls; and how to use a
hand to stroke the portion that he couldn't fit into his mouth.

	Madison was a quick learner. He could just barely fit his mouth
around the head of my fat dick and couldn't take much of the length into
his small mouth, but what he lacked in experience he made up for in
enthusiasm. For his part, Ricky was able to take a lot more of my cock now
than when I was ramming it down his throat. For someone that had been
concerned about being seen as gay, Ricky certainly seemed to enjoy sucking
cock. While the chastity cage kept him from getting hard, it didn't stop
his dick from trying. Ricky kept tugging and trying to adjust it as his
cock was swollen up to the limits allowed by the plastic tube.

	When I was getting close, I let Ricky know the lesson was over and
I wanted him to finish me off. I told him that as my bitch, he was expected
to swallow my load. He appeared a little reluctant at first but by the time
I was ready to come he had resigned himself to it. I fired a good five
shots of cum into his mouth and he swallowed it all, then gently sucked on
my cock till it went soft.

	I rewarded him for doing such a good job by giving him permission
to get a drink of water and use the bathroom before I ordered him to come
back and stand in the living room with his hands behind his head. That was
how his mother and sister found him when they got home about an hour later.