Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 12:07:33 -0700
From: Kenneth Anthony <kenneth@a-pah.org>
Subject: The Boyd Family: Chapter 2

The following is presented as fantasy. In this fantasy world, STI's do not
exist. You live in reality, plan accordingly. Similarities to real people,
living or dead, is coincidental.

* ~ * ~ *

Margaret Boyd was enjoying the peace and quiet of an early summer morning
by herself. Her sons were still asleep and her husband was at work, and she
had no pressing things to do. She smiled into her coffee as the clock stuck
8 o'clock. Old habits being what they are, she decided that she couldn't
let the boys sleep all day so she went up the stairs to their room. Her
first light knock pushed the unlatched door open and she stood staring for
a solid minute. Her two sons and Amanda were all in bed together, naked,
intertwined, intimate.

After coming to her senses, she quietly pulled the door closed and walked
back down stairs. From the bottom of the stairs she yelled for the boys to
wake up, before picking up her coffee again and sitting down to think. She
had a lot of trouble processing her feelings. She was heartbroken, but not
for the obvious reasons. Her strongest feeling while looking at her boys
was jealousy. She had a great life, but somewhere along the way she'd lost
that intimacy and she wanted it back, but she wasn't sure how to get it.
Twenty minutes later her boys tumbled down the stairs for breakfast and
five minutes after that Amanda knocked on the door. By then, Margaret had a
plan.

* ~ * ~ *

James Boyd watched the large cock come through the glory hole and grinned.
This is exactly what he needed. He grabbed the base and deep throated it
with a skill that denoted years of practice with large cocks. The man on
the other side of the wall groaned in appreciation and James went to town.

After about five minutes the cock was soggy and dripping with precum and
spit. James spit on his fingers and rubbed it on his hole. That was all he
would need, so he stood up, turned around an impaled himself on the
anonymous man's giant cock. They both moaned as the rutting began. This was
not pretty, emotional, or intimate sex; this was animalistic fucking. It
was the only thing that kept James satisfied after the intimacy had leaked
out of his marriage years before.

The man on the other side of the wall mercilessly pounded James's hole for
about ten minutes before unleashing a huge was of cum deep into James. The
man roared like a monster when he came, cementing the pure animal nature of
this encounter. He clenched his cheeks as the stranger pulled out careful
not to spill a drop. He turned around, and cleaned the excess cum and ass
juice off the cock, and stepped out of the booth. He got approving looks
from the other men standing around; some were familiar faces most not.

A handsome younger man approached him, cruised him, and stepped into the
big booth. James glanced at his watch, decided he had time, and followed
the handsome stranger. Twenty minutes later he had another load in his hole
and was on his way home to his wife and sons.

* ~ * ~ *

The more Margaret thought about her beautiful boys naked, the hornier she
got throughout the day. Her mind kept flashing to images of them, how they
look now, and how similar to James they were. The only difference was that
the boys still had their youthful exuberance, and James was like a finely
aged wine. Whenever she was alone, she had to pull her panties away from
her crotch, they were so wet and sticky from her constant arousal.

The first part of her plan revolved around James. He had stopped initiating
sex a few years ago when she had stopped responding to him. She knew that
it was her fault, so if she wanted to fix that, she would be forced to take
matters into her own hands. Of course with the images of her naked sons
dancing in her head, seducing her husband would be a piece of cake.

James sat through dinner with his family wondering what was different.
Usually taking a load or two at the arcade made him feel relaxed and
satiated, but tonight he was feeling fidgety. Part of the reason for that
was the way that Margaret was looking at him. It was the type of look that
he hadn't gotten from his wife in a few years. It excited and terrified him
at the same time. If his wife started to pursue a sexual relationship with
him again, she might discover what he'd been up to when he was supposed
working late. It was a side of himself that he had only discovered after
getting married, having kids, and the subsequent loss of intimacy with his
wife. It was the thing that had kept him from leaving when his kids were
grown. But most importantly, it was a part of him now and he selfishly
didn't want to give it up. He just didn't know if his wife could accept him
the way he was now, like she had accepted him for all he was years ago when
they got married.

Somehow James and Margaret made it through their normal evening routines
and headed to bed, but once there, Margaret broke the routine. Instead of
the shapeless nighties she had adopted for bed wear in recent years,
Margaret came to bed in nothing at all. James's breath caught as he admired
her firm body and ample breasts. She was still the most beautiful woman in
the world to him, and in all the time that he'd spend with others, he's
never betrayed her with another woman. She crawled into bed with him and
pressed herself against him kissing him deeply. He responded immediately as
she began to lick and kiss down his chest and stomach. When she reached his
boxers she quickly pulled them down and engulfed his hard cock, inhaling it
to the root with a familiarity that belied their recent dry spell. James
gasped at his gorgeous wife's administrations, before maneuvering himself
to sink his tongue into her tasty slit. As his tongue burrowed deeper into
her, she experienced her first mind-shattering orgasm in quite some time.
As she came her thighs clamped down on his head and he moaned his approval.

Once James's cock was covered in spit and Margaret was sopping wet, she
straddled him at the waist and impaled herself on his member, experiencing
another orgasm as she did so. As she rode her husband she looked down and
saw Kevin's face in place of his father's. She came again. Then she
imagined she was riding Aaron, and rode him harder. She bounced on her stud
husband's cock until he shot a huge load straight into her. Panting, she
collapsed on top of him kissing him deeply, before rolling off to lie
beside him.

James was so turned on by his wife's actions that he dove between her legs
to clean up his own cum, something he never used to do, but after
discovering the taste in recent years, he was addicted to it. He discovered
that his cum mixed with his wife's juices was the best tasting mixture he
had ever eaten. As he lapped at her pussy she crooned softly and rubbed his
head, very satiated. With his mouth full of their combined juices he moved
up and kissed her deeply, sharing their taste with her. The taste surprised
and aroused her and she greedily returned the sloppy kiss, digging into his
mouth to get more of it.

* ~ * ~ *

Aaron and Kevin were acutely attuned to their parents' moods and behaviors,
since keeping their secret depended on knowing exactly what was going on in
the house. They were hyper aware tonight, as their mom had been acting
strange all day. She would get lost in thought for long periods, and then
disappear for short periods before reappearing and pretending that
everything was normal. If they didn't know any better, they would have
assumed that she had picked up a drug habit overnight, but that didn't seem
to be the case.

On top of her strange behavior, there were covert looks they caught her
giving them. Appraising looks. They were both used to those looks coming
from older women in the grocery stores, or on the street; women who had
perfected the art of looking but not looking at other men when their
husbands or kids were nearby. Now they were getting that look from their
mom, which was certainly something they never expected.

All things considered, they decided it would be too risky to have Amanda
over tonight, until they could figure out what was going on with their mom.
She was disappointed, but she didn't want their cover blown any more than
they did. If she wanted to stay a part of the amazing triangle the three of
them were building, she would have to do her part to keep it safe.

When their dad got home, the weird vibe in the house jumped by a factor of
about ten. James was responding to Margaret, but his response was not, in
any way, proportional. It made for a very uncomfortable dinner for the
family of four, but none of the men wanted to bring it up, because they
were all afraid that their secrets would be exposed. Margaret seemed to be
the only one enjoying dinner, but that was only because she drifted off
into her own little word three or four times during the meal. The boys
didn't dare make eye contact with their father to acknowledge the
weirdness, for fear of giving themselves away, so they endured.

It would have been out of character for either of the boys to leave the
house after dinner without having announced plans to do so before dinner,
so when dinner was over they were stuck. Kevin retreated to their room with
a book, and Aaron awkwardly sat in the living room watching the game with
his father until his father finally went to bed. Aaron breathed a sigh of
relief and shut the TV off. After locking up the house, he joined his
brother in their room.

Kevin put his book down as his brother came into the room. "Do you think –
," he stopped talking at his brother's signal. There were sounds coming
from their parent's bedroom that they had not heard in years. The last time
they heard these sounds they were both too young to understand them, though
they certainly understood now. Both boys started to get hard as they
listened to the sounds of their parents fucking, so Aaron joined Kevin in
his bed.

"Do you think it's safe?" Kevin whispered.

"I think they are too busy to notice anything except each other," Aaron
answered. The brothers kissed each other deeply before stripping each other
of their clothes. They took extra care to be quiet while fucking, because
they realized that if they could hear their parents, then their parents
would probably be able to hear them if they weren't.

In the past weeks, Aaron had become as good at taking Kevin's cock as Kevin
was at taking his, so they routinely switched it up, and it was just luck
that tonight Kevin was buried in Aaron's ass when they came. Throughout
their sex together, both brothers felt something missing however. It wasn't
until they both reached for Amanda post-coital that they realized they'd
become so used to the triangle that sex one on one felt unnatural. It was a
weird feeling to lie in bed, cuddling someone while simultaneously missing
someone else, and they both felt really bad for Amanda, who was likely
sleeping entirely alone right now.

* ~ * ~ *

Kenneth Anthony

"A life lived in fear is a life half lived"

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